All language subtitles for Insecure s05e03 Pressure, Okay.eng

(light acoustic guitar playing)

(vocalizing)

♪ How many times ♪

♪ Can we say goodbye ♪

♪ Maybe we'll try ♪

♪ In another life ♪

♪ 'Cause there's
nothing left to say, nothing left to say ♪

♪ I can't stay awake,
waste another day ♪

♪ No more chasing love
we made for a holiday ♪

♪ Mmm-mmm ♪

♪ ♪

(hip-hop music playing)

♪ Feel like I been
runnin' in place ♪

♪ Toes on the gas,
no brakes ♪

♪ Bullshit calling,
I'm ignoring ♪

♪ Been that nigga,
they was snoring ♪

♪ Taking risks,
I got a lot at stake ♪

♪ I don't see no need
to play it safe ♪

♪ Bullshit calling,
I'm ignoring it ♪

♪ Been that nigga,
they was snoring ♪

♪ Snoring ♪

♪ Been that nigga ♪

♪ Eyes on the prize,
keep it goin' ♪

♪ Full speed,
I ain't never slowing ♪

-Good mornin'.
-Good morning.

-Thanks. See you in there.
-Mm-hm.

Sam:
So, we'll leave you with this:

"If your house
is smart,

-then your clothes
should be, too." -(applause)

Thanks so much, guys.
You gave us a lot to think about.

-Sam: Thank you.
-Jonathan: Yeah.

Thank you so much
for your time, sir.

You got it.
Thank you.

(exhales)

Is this gonna set
my body on fire?

Jonathan:
All right, seriously, another

smart apparel start-up.

What are we doin'?

Anybody want
to pursue this?

Actually, yeah.

I know they're
green, all right?

But their sensor
technology is advanced.

Plus, I'm impressed
by their analytics,

and they already
have traction in the marketplace,

and low overhead.

Okay, Lawrence.

It's yours.
You can let them know.

(down-tempo music playing)

♪ ♪

So, you have a brother.
You have any other siblings?

-No. You?
-No. I don't.

So, Melanie says
you're from L.A.?

Yeah. I mean, no.

I lived there for like
eight years, but...

I guess yes,
but not really.

Okay... How are you
likin' the city?

Uh, it's been cool.

I'm still afraid
to use these trolleys.

-(chuckles) Why?
-Some of 'em don't have doors.

I could go rollin' down one
of these steep-ass hills.

You think you're 'bout to pull
a Jack-n-Jill down Lombard?

(chuckles)
You're lucky you're cute 'cause that's stupid.

-I, uh, I'll take
stupid and cute. -(soft laughter)

(phone chimes)

Sorry.

-The fuck?
-What happened?

Um, I guess my baby
was just born?

(laughs) Oh my god.
Can you imagine?

I'm sorry. I gotta go.
I am so sorry.

Um, here, um...

this-- this
should cover it.

It was nice
to meet you.

(plane takes off)

(elevator dings)

(over P.A.):
Any available phlebotomist to ER Room Two.

Any available phlebotomist
to ER Room Two.

-Uh, hey, I'm lookin'
for Condola Hayes. -Gimme just a second--

Nah, I don't have a second.
I just need a room number.

Kathy, I think
this one's yours.

-Oh.
-Hey. I'm Lawrence Walker.

-I'm the father.
-Oh, you're here!

Congratulations!
You have a healthy, adorable son.

Oh, um, thank you.

Yeah, your little one
came earlier than expected,

but Mom did great.

Couldn't have gone smoother.

(softly):
Very little tearing.

(chuckles)
Right this way.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey.

Um, hi, Lawrence.

Oh, that's why the baby
look like that.

Condola:
This is my sister and my mom.

And this all happened
pretty quickly.

Yeah.

Hi. I'm Jackie.

It's so nice
to finally meet you.

Yeah, you, too.

Lawrence:
Um...

Yeah, how's the little--
how's little man doin'?

Meet Elijah Mustafa.

We named him after
our grandfather, Elijah,

who invented
the first Razr phone.

(laughs)
Made it too sharp, though.

Didn't count, but you
still gon' be smart, boy.

Mustafa. It's...

-It's nice.
-Kira: Mm-hm.

Would you like
to hold him?

Um...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I would love to. Of course.

Here we go.

-Careful.
-Thank you.

(serene music playing)

(baby cooing)

Hey, little man.

Yeah, hey.

-Ah, he's got some big ears.
-That's what I said.

♪ ♪

And then she had
the nerve to act like givin' him my last name

was doin' me a favor.

Walker's a good last name.

Who the hell don't want
their baby to walk?

Speak that shit
into existence. You dig?

Yeah. Oh, thank you.

We talked about baby names,
but never anything official.

-Elijah Mustafa.
-Like "The Lion King"?

-No.
-That's my shit.

I don't really fuck
with the remake, though.

Beyoncé in a movie,
I wanna see Beyoncé,

ya know?

-Are these clothes for the baby?
-Shut your ungrateful ass up.

With your
small-ass chest, ah!

You gon' be there when
they cut his little tallywacker, right?

I mean,
that didn't come up, but hell yeah.

You gotta make sure they
don't cut off too much.

Happened to my cousin.

I didn't look,
but he told me.

Still a stunnin'
nigga, though.

Yeah, man.

It's weird.
I mean...

Yo, I'm still blessed, but...

I found out my son was born
through a text message.

Her family already actin'
like I'm a fuckin' deadbeat.

Deadbeat? Nigga, how?

-Lil' man fresh out
the poom-poom. -Exactly!

And I'm fuckin'
stayin' here instead of over there with him.

This is just not
what I planned for my first kid, man.

Everybody got a plan 'til
they get punched, my guy.

Box back.

I already told her ass

I'm comin' down
for the next appointment.

She ain't leavin' me
out of shit else.

Let's fuckin' go.
Big Lawrence is a Daddy.

-To Elijah Mufasa.
-Mustafa.

-Mufasa.
-Not funny.

(whispers):
Mufasa.

(upbeat music playing)

Dr. Shi:
Okay. 6.1 pounds and 22 inches.

That is one long baby.

You can go ahead
and get his diaper back on.

Um, so, he lost weight?
I mean, he's been eating.

I've been feeding him
on a schedule.

Wait, um, is there a problem?
Is he okay?

Nothing to worry about.
Uh, most babies actually

lose weight in the first week,

but, uh, vitals
are strong,

and, uh, he should be back up
to his fighting weight in a--

I'd say a week or so.

He's already at his
fighting length.

Longest baby of the year
over here, am I right?

Anyway, uh, how's
breastfeeding going?

Um, you know, it's--
could be better,

-but I've been
working with an LC. -Oh, that's great.

Wait, so there's
a milk problem?

-What's up with the milk?
-My milk is fine.

Is there something we
should be doing differently?

I'm on top of it, Lawrence.

Lawrence:
I'm just askin' a question.

First one?

-Yes.
-Dr. Shi: There's good news.

It gets easier.
(laughs)

And, you know, what's
most important is that

this baby is happy,

and healthy,
and adorable

because I've seen
some very ugly babies come through here.

Just so ugly.
Just like...

hideous, ya know?
(laughs)

Not your baby.
It's very attractive.

(clears throat)

You guys are doing great.
You guys are really doing great.

So, I saw, um, all
of Jah's appointments were on weekdays.

Is there any way
we could make 'em later on Fridays,

so I could come down?

Uh, well, our doctor's busy,

and that's when he's available.

(softly):
Okay.

Can we talk about
the baptism, then?

My mom keeps asking
me about it.

She said if you don't
get baptized soon,

his soul is gonna spoil
like some expired milk.

Well, there's a nice
church near me that I sometimes go to

when my parents
are in town.

So, we're gonna do it there.

So... you already planned it?

I mean, we're still
finalizin' details.

Kira was gonna send
you the information.

(softly):
Kira. Okay, cool.

So, is this how
this is gonna be?

Is this how what
is gonna be?

This... you just
makin' the schedule.

Oh, you mean like
I've been doin'? Yeah.

Okay, well, I'm his father.

I feel like I should
get some say-so.

Well, what happened
to just, "Keep me posted?"

(phone alarm sounds)

Lawrence:
That alarm is still terrifyin' for the record.

That's his feed alarm.

Look, I would like
to come down every week to see him.

-Does that work
for your schedule? -Condola: Oh.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I mean,
I'm not gonna not be here.

Okay. Well, then
we'll figure it out.

Okay, cool.

All right, my big guy,
see you soon.

Yeaaah, my man.

("On My Shit" by
Phony PPL playing)

(plane takes off)

♪ ♪

♪ I play the outfield,
that's usually ♪

♪ Humbly watchin',
nope, not today ♪

♪ Put a disclaimer out ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm on
my shit tonight ♪

(plane takes off)

Before I bless the food,
I just wanna remind everyone

of Psalm 127, Verse Three,

which says,
"Children are a gift from the Lord."

So, as we move forward
from this baptism,

let us remember that
Elijah Mustafa Walker

has been gift-wrapped
in the most amazing wrappin' paper there is...

the blood of
the Lord and Savior.

-Amen?
-All: Amen.

Let me just get a quick photo
of Elijah, Mommy, and Daddy.

Uncle Ronnie:
Now, this is what I love to see.

A Black father bein'
there for his son.

Showin' up. Doin' it.

Lawrence:
Thanks, Uncle Ronnie. That means a lot, man.

Shake my hand, son.

-Oh, blessed me with a five.
-Uncle Ronnie: Uh-huh.

-Thank you.
-Hey, you're welcome.

I'm gonna go, uh, check
on my parents real quick.

They call what we
did earlier a baptism?

It was just
a couple droplets.

I guess
his forehead is saved,

but what about
the rest of him?

Condola had already
made plans, so--

Oh, so she made an Evite,

and you gave up
on your baby's soul.

-Mom--
-I'm gonna take him to Pastor Clarke

for a full dip.

-(laughing)
-Lawrence: Hey, what y'all laughin' about?

-How's my son doin'?
-He could use a little nap.

A nap sounds good
right about now.

Oh yeah, I'm sure
you're so tired.

Yeah, I saw him
eatin' them cheese quiches earlier.

You know, dairy
always wears out a Walker.

Uh, you know what, I was just,
uh, thinkin' about the holidays.

Wouldn't it be fun if we
all got together again?

You know, your family could
spend some time with Jah, and then my side.

I could take him off
your hands for a week.

-He'll be old enough by then.
-Oh, a week?

-Yeah.
-That's like a year.

Nah, it's-- it's
actually a week.

I mean, we could talk
about it as it gets closer.

-We can check back in.
-Okay, cool.

Yeah, 'cause, you know,
I want my parents to spend some time with him, too.

My dad wants to teach
him how to swim.

He thinks he's
got floater's feet.

Yeah, yeah.
Just toss him in the deep end.

It's the only
way to find out.

(softly):
Uncle Ronnie, Uncle Ronnie. Yeah, come here for a second.

You need another five dollars?

(plane takes off)

Guys, a fight over office space
can't be what breaks us.

So what it's not in the city?
I think you're still gonna love it.

Man (on phone):
You're right. We'll make it work.

Awesome.
That's what I like to hear.

Let's sign the lease tomorrow.

Give me a call if you guys
have any questions. I'm here anytime.

Okay. Appreciate it.

-All right, bye.
-All right, take care.

(phone dings)

(exhales)

(phone dings)

Let's show Mama,
let's show Mama, aye!

Look, Mama, I belong
to the streets now.

Aye, oh, pop it, pop it.

-Are you all right?
-Yeah, I'm fine.

I just-- I know you
already hate him.

Are you serious?
(sucks teeth)

Ashy Larry strikes again.

-He said he had to work.
-Well, who can work these kinks out my neck, okay?

-'Cause he ruined
our massage day. -I know.

And I was really lookin'
forward to Big Hands Kyle.

-And his thick thumbs.
-The way that Lawrence can just pop in every

couple of hours and play
peek-a-boo, then split, girl?

He ain't nothin'
but an uncle.

-Kira.
-No, I'm serious.

You better than me
because, girl, I would go the fuck off.

I bust windows.
We already know about that one situation.

It's okay. I will just
have to reschedule

for 18 years from now.

Girl, shut up.
You go and I'll watch Eli.

We gotta practice
his Crip Walk anyway.

Ain't that right?

♪ When I talk
do you listen up? ♪

♪ You don't understand me ♪

♪ And you walk
when you used to run ♪

♪ You might as well
be standing ♪

♪ And if you wanna
make it count it's all night or nothin' ♪

(lullaby plays from toy)

♪ ♪

♪ Crying wolf
'cause the moon is out ♪

♪ You're losin'
all your merit ♪

♪ How you look
versus what you are ♪

♪ I don't see resemblance ♪

♪ And if you wanna
make it count it's all night or nothin' ♪

(plane takes off)

(funky music playing)

Wow.

Kelli: I know, right?
Shrimp does taste better cold.

-Oh, one second.
-Hey, Kel. What's good?

Wow, Lawrence and Condola.

-Hi.
-Hey!

And that is a full baby
with both your faces.

Wow.

Well, welcome
to the celebration of Simone.

Thank you.
And I am living for this lady tux.

-Oh, well, thank you.
-Well, you haven't seen the best part.

Oh my gosh.
Y'all match?

Too cute.

Her obsession with
my child is unsettling,

but, you know,
free babysitting.

Hey, y'all got Peppa Pig?

No, no, no.
That's Pepper Pig

with a hard "R."

You know, there
was copyright issues,

and the snout's a little off,
but that's my cousin

Tyrell up in there-- Tyrell!

Get off your phone, okay?

You gotta suspend
the children's disbelief.

-C'mon!
-Condola, let me show you where you can put your things.

Bye-bye.
Bye-bye-bye-bye.

-Kelli.
-Lawrence.

-It's been a minute.
-Yeah.

Everything-- Everything good?

Oh, me? I'm good.

You might've heard I died
nine months ago, but--

-Wait, what?
-She didn't.

I came back
just like Daft Punk.

-Better. Faster. Stronger.
-She quit drinkin'.

Okay, cool.
That's good for you.

-Thank you.
-Lawrence: Yeah.

And how's... everybody else?

Everyone I associate
with is thriving.

In abundance... Limitless.

Okay, cool. That's--
that's great to hear.

(feedback squeals)

All right, y'all.
Gather 'round. Gather 'round.

I, myself, may
not be partaking,

but by all means,
grab an adult boisson,

and join me in a toast.

Now, I don't like children.

I never have.

Their small features
and stilted movements

remind me of tiny demons.

But not Simone.

This little girl means
so, so much to me.

Baby girl's gonna be a force
when she grows up.

And I am so proud
to be her Godmother.

Happy Birthday, Simone,

an angel amongst demons.

-Cheers.
-All: Cheers.

Oh, he's hungry.
Let me get him.

No, no, no.
I got it.

-Are you sure?
-I got it. Yeah, yeah.

-Kelli: There she is.
-Say "Thank you, Auntie Kelli."

Hey! Hi.

Let's go eat. Let's go eat.

-Say bye-bye.
-Bye-bye.

Kelli: It's called
Sympathetic Lactating.

I can't help it.
She's around me. I have to feed her.

I think Pepper Pig
might be roasting.

Kelli:
Son of a--

Tyrell!

-Are you serious?
-Tyrell: What up, cousin?

-Come smoke with me.
-Nigga, you know I'm already high.

Little man was hungry.
Look at that smile.

What's that on his face?

Oh, um, gave him somethin'
off the kids' snack table.

Really just an assortment
of mushes, but he loved it.

What? We-- we haven't
introduced solids yet.

Okay, well, you know,
the doctor said we can do it

anytime after four months, so.

Right, but I
decided to wait.

There's a way
to introduce new foods.

What if he
was allergic?

Oh, is it that deep?
He's fine and now

we know that
he loves carrots.

You should've checked
in with me, Lawrence.

Why are you being
so dramatic?

Why is Mommy being
so dramatic? Why?

Is this funny to you?

No, I did it,
it happened, and he's fine.

-Give me my baby.
-Can you calm down?

-Just give me--
-Can you just calm down?

(shouts):
Can you just calm down?!

Condola:
Give me the baby.

Hey, bruh. Can you help me
move some boxes real quick?

-Hey, buddy. Hi.
-Hey, baby.

-(baby whines)
-Hi.

(sighs)

Where these boxes at, bruh?

Oh, ain't no boxes, bruh.

Bro, I'm tired
of her bullshit, man.

Tryna make me look
like I'm a bad father in front of everybody?

C'mon, she's always
on some petty, controllin' bullshit.

And? So you gotta act out?

I promise you, this is not
how you wanna do things.

Bruh, I am tired
of her acting like she's the only parent,

like she's the only
one who can take care of him.

This is all too negative.

You know, Elijah
can feel that energy.

Y'all need to learn
to communicate.

I mean, Tiff and I
had our issues,

but we-- we had
to decide to be a team.

Y'all are married, all right?

Our situations
are not the same.

There's niggas out
here not even tryin'

to take care
of their kids,

and I'm here,
all right?

I'm doin' everything I can
to make this shit work,

-and it's never good enough.
-Okay, look, I hear you,

but I-- I promise you...

the last thing you wanna
be doin' is addin' stress to the situation.

All right, whatever, man.
I'll-- I'll figure it out.

Yeah, I know you will.

Now, let's get back
to my baby's party

before Pepper Pig
turns my house into "Pineapple Express."

That's what's
happenin' right now.

You wanna see
your baby high?

("Home" by IYAMAH playing)

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ It don't have to be
a physical place ♪

♪ Or a familiar face ♪

♪ Somewhere that
you feel safe ♪

♪ And can escape when
you wanna be alone, uh ♪

♪ Home, yeah-eah ♪

♪ You can find it
wherever you are, oh ♪

♪ Where we sit with the birds ♪

♪ Nature or nurture,
it's hers ♪

♪ Yeah, it's bigger than us ♪

♪ You belong to me ♪

♪ Then I think 'bout the girl ♪

♪ All she wanted was
to save the world ♪

-♪ But it's got
to start within ♪ -(screaming)

♪ And now I'm home ♪

♪ Got the keys to my own door ♪

♪ And I take them where I go ♪

♪ Oh-oh, I set the tone ♪

♪ I set the code for home ♪

♪ I got the keys
to my own door ♪

♪ And I take them where I go ♪

♪ Oh, I, I set the tone ♪

♪ And the code for home ♪

♪ Home, home ♪

♪ Oh, still,
I'm searching for ♪

♪ Security and honesty ♪

♪ The balance of it
all and everything ♪

♪ I want to free all
of my forgotten dreams ♪

♪ I lost it all so suddenly ♪

♪ Oh yeah, oh yeah,
oh yeah, yeah ♪

♪ 'Cause structure,
stability, it's ♪

♪ Bigger than
the eyes can see ♪

-(Elijah crying)
-I know. I know.

-(knocks at door)
-It's open!

-(door opens)
-I know!

-(continues crying)
-Condola: Yeah.

Aw, what's wrong,
Jah? Huh?

Whatchu upset about today?

He's okay.
It's just his fussy hour.

Aw, what's wrong?
You mad Daddy a little late?

Huh? You ready to go?
Yo, you got his bag packed?

Yeah, but what
about the car seat?

I got the one you told me to.

It's installed in the rental.
We're good to go.

-(Elijah crying)
-Okay. I know.

-It's okay. It's okay.
-Here, let me hold him for a second.

-Nah, I got it.
-Just let me have him.

-I can calm him down
a little quicker. -Okay!

-I've only had
him for two seconds. -I know.

Come here.
Come here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Shh. Shh.

You know, I don't think
this is a good idea.

Wait, what?
What is that supposed to mean?

I mean, him staying overnight
in a strange, new place.

I don't think
that's a good idea.

What're you talkin' about?
We talked about this.

-It's walking distance.
-I know, but I'm just not comfortable with him

going with you
when he's like this.

Jesus Christ,
why do you keep actin'

like I can't handle this.
What is wrong with you?

I don't trust you!

Are you fuckin' serious?

Condola, stop actin' like
I'm a fuckin' stranger.

-I'm his father.
-And you're barely ever here. And you never check in.

Not about his
swimming, or food,

and you don't even give me
more than three hours' notice when you're not coming.

I have a job, okay?
I check in when I can.

But what if we
needed something?

Like the time I had
to ask Tiffany to take

-me and Eli to urgent care.
-What the hell?

Why didn't you
tell me that? I could've--

What were
you gonna do?

Not fly down on a Tuesday?

You get to come in and play
"part-time, good Dad"

after I've already
fixed everything.

All right, look,
I'm tryin' here, okay?

-This shit is hard for me, too.
-Oh, really?

-Yeah.
-What part is hard for you?

All the free time,
or the full night's sleep?

-Which part?
-Shut up!

You never talk to me.
You never even pretended to give me a chance.

I gave you a chance,
and you moved away!

Yeah, to take
a job I already had.

Before you blew my life up!

-Blew your life up?
-Yeah.

You are not a fucking
victim, Lawrence.

Well, you made
a decision without me,

and now you're trying
to use it as an excuse to keep him from me.

Wow, you know what?

This half-in, half-out shit.
It isn't working for me.

-He's not going with you.
-(Elijah cries)

-Give me my son.
-No!

I'm tired of this,
all right?

I'm not doin' this
with you anymore.

We don't have to talk.

But just know I'mma
do whatever it takes

to get my son
with or without you.

What did you just say?

You heard me.

Get the fuck outta my house!

-(turbulence)
-(dings)

Captain: So sorry,
but we have to discontinue our drink service.

We are hitting
a bit of turbulence.

Flight attendants,
please take your seats.

(baby crying)

(dings)

(baby continues crying)

("Blurred Lines" by
Joyce Wrice playing)

♪ How is it supposed to feel ♪

♪ Whatever happens,
let it happen ♪

♪ Just gotta look
out for attachment ♪

♪ Why fix what ain't broken ♪

♪ It won't make
no sense anyway ♪

♪ What are we trying to say ♪

♪ What if we do
what comes to mind ♪

♪ And whatever
we're trying to say ♪

♪ Hope it don't blur these ♪

♪ Lines ♪

(phone buzzing)

Hey.

I'm--

I'm sorry.

You're right.
This isn't working.

No... it's not.

So...

What do we do?

("Satellite" by
Thundercat playing)

♪ If I could fly ♪

♪ I'd stay in the sky ♪

♪ And never come down ♪

♪ For no one or nothing ♪

♪ My wings would be huge ♪

♪ I could see for miles ♪

♪ To endless planets ♪

♪ Distant galaxies ♪

♪ No stress ♪

♪ No strife ♪

♪ Just peace of mind ♪

♪ Space waves ♪

♪ Solar flares ♪

♪ Everything's ♪

♪ Gonna be all right ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Everything's gonna be ♪

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