All language subtitles for The Best Man s01e06 An American Marriage.eng

[new jack swing music]

- 1994,

Clinton was president,

new jack swing ruled
the radio,

and I met my best friends
in the world.

* *

The dude with
the receding flattop,

that's me, Jackson.

But my peeps called me
Scribble.

There was Flave...

- Man, I wasn't messing
with you anyway!

- The ladies' man.

Johnson,
the all-American superstar.

My bestie, Kendall,

who always hung
with the fellas.

And then there was Cleavon,

the nice guy,

perpetually stuck
in the friend zone

and whipped
by Darby St. James...

all: Hey, Darby.

- AKA Lockdown.

* *

These were the best years
of our lives,

and nothing was gonna ruin it.

- * Jump in my ride *

- We were hittin' the books

and hittin' the sheets.

That is, except for Cleavon,

who's hit nothing
but rock bottom.

- Yes, baby.

- And I'll need a gold corsage,
Cleavon.

- Yes, baby.

- Oh, and you know what?

We'll be taking
your father's car, Cleavon.

- Yes, baby.

[indistinct chatter]

- "Unfinished Business,"

college days were never
this sexy.

* *

- [grunting]

* *

[dramatic musical sting]

* *

- Good morning,
and happy New Year.

It's 8:30 on January 1, 2023--

- I'm--I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that you had

to spend New Year's Eve alone.

But I promise you, Robyn,
there'll be plenty more

New Year's where we can--
where we can be together.

- You really think
this is about New Year's?

- I'm sorry you lost the spot,
but I--I tried, Robyn.

All right?
We can find another one

if it's that important to you.

- If?

See, you don't
take me seriously.

I told you how much
I wanted it.

I couldn't have been clearer.
- Hey, I'm sorry,

but obviously,
it didn't sink in.

Maybe it was because, uh,

I didn't see the place
in person, or maybe--

maybe it's be--

- What?

- Baby, sometimes you will
be gung ho about something,

and then a--
a few months will pass,

then you'll end up just
shrugging your shoulders.

- When, like, 20 years ago?

- Not 20 years ago.
Wait, but wait a minute.

Come on now.
Don't--don't be like that.

- So you expect me
to have faith in you

when you have barely half
of a concept of an idea.

But when it's me,
you have zero faith.

Or you just don't give a fuck.

- See, that's unfair.

- Oh, but your--your
"sometimes" accusation is fair?

Because I can't recall when--
when I have wanted something,

and you were 100% behind me.

- OK, you wanted
a food subscription company,

we did that.

Uh, you wanted to give 25%

to people that were in need,
we did that.

You wanted to grow a vegetable
garden in the backyard,

we did that, and you don't
even tend to this shit!

- That's your version
of--of supportive?

- Well, then what
am I supposed to do?

Just sign off on the spot,
sight unseen?

- Yes.

- Well, it was expensive
as shit.

- And so is this house, but
you wanted it, so we got it!

- Now, you've got a problem
with the house?

The heat's on.

Shit happens, Robyn.

And if you didn't want to be
here, you should have said so!

- I don't want to be here!

[door slams]

- Welcome to couples therapy.

How can I be of help to you?

It is clear
from our previous sessions

that you two love one another,

but you've come to an impasse.

- Yes.
- Lo--

Love one another, yes.

An impasse, I guess.

- Well, let's try working
through that impasse,

shall we?

[jazz music]

- I don't think
Harper understands me.

I don't know if I'll ever
be enough for him.

- Oh, my God,
what are you talking about?

- It's a feeling.
It's a feeling.

I can't shake it.

He's always reaching,

always reaching
for something more,

something else.

- Harper?
Do you feel as if

there's any truth
to what Robyn is telling you?

- No. Of course y--
you are enough for me.

I--I lean on her for guidance.
- [sighs]

- I wouldn't be
where I am today

if it was not for her.

My success is her success.
- All right,

and what about my success?

- Of course.

You lean on me, too.

I'm rooting for her, for us.

You see how she sucks
her teeth like that?

- Do you feel as though
your priorities are aligned?

- No.
- OK.

- They are not.
- Robyn.

Harper.
- Thank you.

I feel like, I mean,
we love each other.

We both want what's best
for our daughter,

and, uh, you know,
I think we're good people.

So...

I guess so.

- Harper is, um, a great daddy.

And when he's loving
towards me, I feel it.

But that all takes
a back seat to his work,

and I don't want to be put
in the backseat anymore.

I don't want to be--
not--not anymore.

Not anymore.
- Harper?

What are you feeling?

- Uh, honestly,
I feel attacked.

I feel blindsided, confused.

I don't--I don't know
where this is coming from.

- See?
- I've never--

- See?

See what I mean?

He gets so defensive.

He doesn't want to listen
to my wants, my needs,

who I am as an individual,
not as his wife,

or Mia's mother, but Robyn.

- Robyn, before now,
do you feel as though

you've made your needs
known to Harper?

- [sighs]

- Have you verbalized them?

- I mean, I don't want
to badger him, um, or--

or be a nag.

I guess I--I guess I do just

kind of keep
my thoughts to myself.

I just follow his lead.

- We can't expect our partners
to be mind readers,

and then be mad
when they are not.

- I'm not a--
I'm not a mind reader.

- Neither am I.

But I think of you.

I consider you.

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- I guess Robyn doesn't always
get the best version of me.

Um...

I tend to focus on what's next

instead of what is,

but I'm trying to be better.

- And I'm trying to wait
for that to happen.

[soft chime sounds]

[funky music]

[alarm buzzes]

* *

- [sighs]

* *

- Baby did you--

you pushed the button?
- I did.

[laughter]

* *

- I'm packing cake
for my lunch.

You guys want any?
- Yes, please.

- Oh, you know what?

I can't, babe.
I taste tested too much

while we were making it.

- Oh, we should make it again

for Jack and Jill
etiquette class.

- Oh! Yeah, that's great.

I love that idea.

- Hey, where's
the vegan carrot cake?

- Oh, is that what that was?

- Dad, you did not
eat all of it!

- [laughs] I needed a snack
after the gym last night!

That was vegan?

You killed it!

And I killed it.

- Babe, really?
- [laughs]

- It's not--girls, I'm sorry.
- I know.

It was so good.

I'm so sorry.

- He's not sorry.
- It was delicious.

- He's not sorry, but I am.

- What?
- Mm-hmm.

- What? Look at your mom!

- No, no.
- Baby--

- Here you go. Hide it.

Run.

- Look at your mom.
- [chuckles]

How did the "American Education
Research Journal"

find my paper?

- Uh, me.

I'm an editor for the journal,

and we had an unexpected
opening in the next issue.

Now that I've read your paper,
with some work,

I think you might
be the right fit.

- Are you serious?

Well, Dr. Temple, thank you.

You know, I--
that means so much--

you--well, thank you.

I really--I can't wait.

[no audible dialogue]

- * No more hot flashes
and chills *

* Bitch, bye,
'cause I'm too real *

* Can't stop my ocean motion,
'cause my nigga know the deal *

* That's right,
I beat that shit *

* Beat that shit *

* That's just how
I treat that shit *

* Choose violence
if I see that bitch *

- OK, Three 6 Mommia.

[laughter]

I thought you weren't gonna do
that "Housewives" reunion shit.

- Oh, I didn't.

- Wait, is that--

is that garlic?

- OK, well, if a little
halitosis is the price

to beat menopause,
then that's just what it is.

With a little mixture
of spirulina,

wheatgrass, duck fat,
and oyster sauce,

I haven't had a hot flash
in a week.

Suck it, menopause.
- Look, baby,

I think you're doing
a little much with this.

You ain't gonna beat menopause.

Ain't none of us gonna ever
outrun the clock.

Why don't you just

age gracefully
and let me love you?

- OK, you can love me,
but aging gracefully

is oxymoronic bullshit, OK?

We need to strike
while the iron is hot...

- [chuckles]
- And wet.

Why don't you meet me,
you beautiful man,

in the bedroom in 20 minutes?

- OK, how about we meet
in the shower in--instead,

and we can brush your teeth?

- [laughs] Quentin!

[R&B music]

- Ah, you sure you want
to do that, Harp?

- Yeah, he bluffing.

- I don't know.

- Harp.
- Huh?

Oh, sorry, y'all.
I, uh--

Robyn and I, we had a,
uh, rough therapy session.

And this premiere--
my mind's all over the place.

Oh, where the hell
is Murch, y'all?

Is it just me,
or has he been MIA?

- Brother, you ain't got
the right to call nobody MIA

after your
Mr. Reconstruction ass.

- Okay.
- Real talk, that's real talk.

But I have to say
that it is good

that you and Robyn are doing
this whole therapy thing.

That's good.
- Yeah.

Well, it doesn't feel good.

It's tough, you know, um,

knowing that you fall short
as a husband and a partner.

- Yeah, well,
may be hard to hear at first,

but it's better to be
on the out than on the in,

'cause if you're on the out
and you love each other,

you can work together
to fix what's wrong.

- You know what? He says
some good shit sometimes.

But he's right, he's right,
though, dawg.

I mean, you know,
you can never discount

how a woman feels.

- Yeah,
tell me how you feel, woman.

- Oh, I--
[laughter]

You got three aces again?

You seem to always end up
with the aces, man.

Give me that card.
- Did you guys see the trailer?

- Mm-hmm.

That kid you got
playing me is cool,

but he ain't got half
the swagger I had back then.

- Shit, you ain't know
what swag was back then.

- Man, I invented that shit.

- It was exactly right.
It was accurate.

[laughter]

- And, um--[clears throat]
are--are you good?

- I'm gonna withhold
judgment for now,

but I'm looking forward
to seeing the whole thing.

I'm also looking forward
to seeing this little--

little sex scene
between Kendall and Jackson.

- Dirty old man.

- Jackson's putting
in some action in that room.

- Ain't you seen
enough sex in your life?

[laughter]

- I just wrote it.

I saw an early cut.

I gave my notes.

Hopefully,
they'll get addressed.

They don't seem to really
want me in the process,

but I saw the scene.

It's--it's pretty dope.

- OK, what you gonna
do here, though?

You gonna bet or what?
You gotta keep the game moving.

- How about we do this
and make it pretty.

- I'm out.
Can't deal with that.

- How's, uh--how's LJ?

- LJ's good, man. He's good.

He, uh--

you know, he hasn't been
back out on the field yet,

but something tells me
he's gonna be there soon.

- I don't think he was, uh,
talking about football.

- What the fuck is
he asking about, Q?

Look, LJ has some
God-given talent.

OK? Now, I'm not gonna
let him squander that

because his generation
is just fickle as fuck.

He's going through a phase.
You got it?

- Yeah.

- It's a phase.

[phone vibrating]

- Oh, it's Murch.

Murchie-Murch,
what's happening?

Where you at? We miss you.

- Is he FaceTime--dude!

Real men don't FaceTime unless
it's a goddamn emergency, OK?

- Yeah, hey, guys.
Look, I--I can't make it.

I got a lot going on tonight.

- Murch, are you good, man?

- Oh, yeah. I-I'm good.

Hey, Harper?

Candace and I can't make it
to the premiere.

- What?
- Have a good time.

- S--

He just hung up.

- Well,
if he ain't gonna make it,

can I get his plus-two?

[alarm blaring]

- [groaning]

[funky music]

* *

- [clears throat]

* *

- "Better but your conclusion
still needs work.

See my notes."

"See my notes"?

Is he kidding?

- Ridiculous.
- Exactly!

I mean, they're the--
the same paragraph

that he wanted--no, no,
that he insisted I take out,

he now wants back in.

I just--
- "Unfinished Business."

- Why is he doing this?
- Unbelievable.

- I know!
I--

wait, what are you watching?

- What? It's just, uh,

SportsCenter.
- [scoffs]

Hey, we haven't talked
about the premiere.

You excited?
I know it's gonna be fun.

- I'm not going
to the premiere.

- Really?

Is it because
I'm not going, baby?

You know that I would
be there with you.

I just--the girls,
they're so excited

about this etiquette class,
and I don't know,

I think maybe the structure

would be good for them,
actually--

- Babe, there's nothing
I need to see there.

- [sighs]

Julian, I saw the trailer, too.

Did you talk to Harper
about it?

- For what?
Harp is going to Harp, period.

- OK.

OK. [sighs]
I got to go.

- OK.

- Love you.

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- [barely audible] Fuck.

* *

[sighs]

[somber music]

* *

- Lord, I'm gonna need you
to help me on this one.

Help me help this boy.

- And you have math or no?

- Who?
- Uh, no, I have--oh.

- Me?
- Yes.

- No, I start with English.

- Uncle Quentin! Hey!

- Hey, Keish, look at you.

Kellie.

You're lookin' all rested

and ready to learn
and whatnot.

- What are you doing
in Brooklyn?

- Oh, I wanted to have
breakfast with you, man.

- Oh, man.
Go, go.

I can't.
Uh, we'll be late for school.

- Well, can I walk with you
and talk along the way?

- Won't you be late for work?
- Nah, they ain't--

they got me shaking hands
like a goddamn greeter, man.

Nobody missin' me.

So what's up with you, man?

Um, why ain't you going
to Harp's premiere?

- Well, honestly,
I--I just don't have time.

- You should make time, man.

This is really,
really important to Harp,

and we should be there
to support him as his friends.

- Support him?
- Yeah.

- I've done nothing
but support him.

And actually,
it's seldom reciprocal.

- [laughing]
Don't you think you being

a little sensitive, man?

- Ahh.

Oh, I see, it's--

it's always me, right?

Always being the sensitive
bitch-ass nigga, right?

I'm supposed to always just
let it roll off my back,

just like always, right?

- No, no,
that ain't what I'm saying.

- Yo, have you ever had
your manhood questioned?

- Of course.
I'm a Black man in America.

- No, no,
I mean by your friends.

The people that you respect,

that you think respect you.

- Wait, wait, wait, Harper's
disrespected you somehow?

- No, frankly, all y'all.

All y'all.

Always acting like I'm soft,
like I'm some kind of a punk,

like playing me for the joke.

- We was just
talking shit, man.

- Then how about stop
talking shit, Quentin?

Stop talking sh--

you know, everybody has
a breaking point, right?

And when I see myself
perceived like on that screen

in front of millions of people
by my so-called friend,

that shit hurts my feelings.

It angers me.

- Harp loves you, man.

We all love you.

- You lo--

hey, sorry,
enjoy that premiere.

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- Jordan, everyone's
in the conference room.

Do you want me to reschedule?

- No.

- Can I say something
without you firing me?

I so admire your work ethic,

and your wardrobe is fire.

Frankly, I'm in awe.

But you suck at self-care.

I overstepped, didn't I?

- Uh, yes, but--

but you made a valid point.

My wardrobe is fire.

[upbeat hip-hop music]

I have a meeting to run.

Let's go.

- * Watch me do my thing *

* *

- Congratulations, Harper.

Your movie is getting
a lot of advance buzz.

You excited?
- I am.

I am excited.

Um, I mean, film isn't
really the writer's medium,

but I'm--I'm hoping
that people enjoy it, yeah.

- I'm sure they will.

- Robyn, how are you feeling
about the movie premiere?

- Um, great.

I'm happy for him.

[sighs]

But I can't make it
to the premiere.

- What?

- And so we need to pour gas

on our key demo ad spends
for all of our shows.

Let's not shortchange ourselves

by focusing
on pennywise concerns.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Jordan?
- Is she okay?

- Jordan, is everything OK?

- [barely audible] No.

- Do you want me to take you
to the quiet room?

- Um...

[tranquil music]

* *

- [breathes deeply]

- For this breathing
stress relief meditation,

find a quiet,
comfortable space.

[gong strikes]

- You need to see a doctor.

- Shelby? How did you
even know I was in here?

- I'm a newswoman.
I know everything,

including that you're blind.

- I am not blind.

This is temporary blindness
caused from stress.

There's a big difference.

- Can you see me right now?

- Um, not really.

- Then you're blind.

I already made you
an appointment.

Jordan, you have got
to let me take you, OK?

What good is it being a boss
if you're six feet under?

- OK. All right.

I promise. I will go.

Blindness is an effective
motivator.

And I appreciate your concern,

but I need a favor.

- What's up?

- It's with Demetrius.

I need you to investigate

a company called
Infinity Investments.

- It's a fundraiser to help
end food insecurity in Bushwick

and Robyn's Nest
is a co-sponsor

and is hosting the event,
and it falls

on the same night
as the premiere.

- But you knew about
my premiere months in advance.

- Yes.
We tried to push the date.

We tried.
But this is the only night.

And I didn't want
to say anything, but I--

I see now how this has been
my part in undermining us.

- No, no.

It's not because you don't
want to see the movie?

- What?
- Come on.

- Honey, no!

- You promise?
- No!

I hate to miss the premiere.

But this event is just
as important to me.

- All right, well, um,
what are we gonna do?

Because I can't--I can't change
the date of the premiere, so--

Um--
- So maybe

I--I come to the premiere,

I see the movie, take photos,

but I leave
before the after-party.

Compromise?

- For real?

- For real.

Are you cool with that?

- OK.

All right.

OK.

- Are you sure?
- Mm-hmm.

- [breathing deeply]

[tranquil music playing]

[phone vibrating]

* *

- If you're listening to this,

put your fucking phone down

and rest.

But since I know you won't,

here's your update.

Infinity Investment Holdings
is a shell company.

It's the second-largest
investor in private prisons

in the U.S.

I'm sorry, J.

[mellow music]

* *

- Babe.

Hey, Candace.

You fell asleep.

- [groans]

Yeah.

- Aw. Hey.

Should we make it
a good morning?

- Mm, yeah, OK.

[groans] Oh, my neck.

You got to be gentle.

- Very gentle. Very gentle.

- "Good"?

"Good"?
After all these rewrites,

"good"?

[sighs]

[phone rings]

- Hello.
- Hi, Dr. Temple.

Obviously, I have hit a wall,

because I can no longer
comprehend

or execute your notes.

Can I--can I come in
and see you this morning?

- Uh, let's see.

This week is--ooh--

insufferably scheduled.

Yeah, I can meet between
6:00 and 8:00 p.m. tonight.

But that's it.

- [sighs]

- Look, if you can't make it,
don't worry about it.

Your paper's fine
as is to submit.

I just can't make
any guarantees.

- What are you doing
in my room?

- Got you this fly suit
for the premiere.

Son, this is a Tom Ford.

My tailor hooked it up.

It's gonna fit you just right.

Oh, and I know how much
you like platinum, right?

Right there.

- Thank you.
- I'm telling you,

you're gonna be looking fly
for this premiere, son.

It's gonna be fun.

We're gonna have a good time.

- Yeah, that's great.

- Hey, babe.
I'm sorry to switch things up

last minute, but I have
to meet Dr. Temple tonight,

so I need you to take the girls
to etiquette class.

- What?

- What, did you not hear me or
are you really that surprised?

- N-no, I--I heard you.

I just don't
appreciate you assuming

that I don't have plans.

- You don't have pl--
you said that you weren't going

to the premiere tonight.
- Yeah, yes,

but that doesn't mean
I don't have other stuff

to do with my time.

And you know, it's my time.

- OK. Well, can you now
make it family time?

- Oh, like it was for you?
Or are we not doing that now?

- OK, you know what?
I choose to believe

that you are going to regret
saying that fucked up shit.

Our children were
more understanding.

So I'm--
I'm gonna ask you again.

Can you please, as their
father and my co-parent,

take them to etiquette class?

- Fine.

- Thank you.

Class starts at 6:00.

Please don't be late.

- Come on, you two!

Promised your Uncle Harper
we wouldn't be late.

- Relax, Dad.

You're gonna have a stroke.

- All right, slowpoke.
Come on now.

Where's the rest of that dress?
- Dad.

- [chuckling] You look nice.

You look good.
- Thanks.

- LJ! Come on, son!

Let's go!

- I'm coming.

[tense music]

- What are you doing?

- I'm wearing the suit

and the cross.

- Go put on a different shirt.

- Why?

- Boy, who are you talking to?

Go change.

* *

- Fine.

I'll change...

my shirt.

[Maino's "Million Bucks"]

- * Hey, hey *

Hey, Swizz.

I guess I just woke up
on the right side of the bed.

[muffled music, cheering]

* I think I might give away
a million bucks *

* I think I might give away
a brand new truck *

- You are an amazing
partner, Robyn.

These past few weeks,
I've learned so much

about showing up,

the way you are always,
always there for me.

I have so much to learn.

Thank you.

Thank you for being
so patient with me.

- And I'm so proud of you.

[tender music]

* *

- That means a lot.

- You're so handsome.

- * I think I might give away
a million bucks *

[crowd clamoring]

* 'Cause I feel good, yeah,
I feel good *

- Shelby, you look phenomenal.

- Lance! Lance!

* *

- Dad, is that Mary J. Blige?

- Yeah.
- Oh, my--

- * 'Cause, I feel good, hey *

* For the ones who got more
than one mouth to feed *

* Gas so high,
got 'em riding on E *

* Daddy needs shoes
and kids gotta eat *

* They can have every
last penny on me *

* Me and Swizzy rollin'
in that Lambo *

* Sitting back, reminiscing
when I never had no *

* Dollars, Prada,
my poor, dear mama *

* Stuck to the fight
like a drained out boxer *

[both grunting]

* So I know what it feels like
to not have much *

- [yelling]

- * 'Cause I got a lot
to feel good about *

- LJ!

Hello, my love.

How are you doing?

I see the cross.
You look amazing.

- Thank you.
Look what I snuck in.

- Ooh, love forever.

- Forever ever.
- Forever, ever, ever.

- Love you.
- Yeah, love you.

Hi, gorgie!

- How are you?

- You look beautiful.
- Thank you.

So do you.
- How are you feeling?

- Well, I can see
the entire red carpet,

so I guess that's a plus.

But I do have a doctor's
appointment tomorrow.

- Good.
But enjoy yourself tonight,

but tomorrow, let's get real.

- Yes, let's get real.

- Where's the warden?

[laughter]
Too soon?

- Too soon.
- There you are.

- Probably locking somebody up.
Bye.

- Oh.
- There you are.

- You see what you do?

You see what you do to me?
That's not right.

- Hey, beautiful.
- Well, hello.

- I thought
I was picking you up.

- You know, I just thought
it might be better

for us to meet here.

- Is everything all right?

- Yeah, everything's great.

Are you all right?

- I'm good.
- OK.

- * I think I might give away
a million bucks *

- Hi, hello!

[mock kissing]

- * 'Cause I feel good,
yeah, I feel good *

* 'Cause I feel good *

* I think I might take you
on a shopping spree *

- "Unfinished Business"
on three.

One, two, three.

all: "Unfinished Business!"

- Oh, you know what?

We'll be taking
your father's car, Cleavon.

- Yes, baby.

[laughter]

- Remember this?

- Girl, you know I got you.

- I'm just saying,
you need to study more.

- I know,
but you don't need to study

when you got skills like me.

- Well, you do need to work
on that 3-point shot.

And always keep God first.

- Always.

- I have to go to class.

- I know.

I'ma see you after.

[tender music playing]

I'm gonna marry you, girl.

* *

- [whispering] I miss Mom.

- * Have you ever been
in paradise? *

[quiet laughter and oohing]

* I want you
to take me there *

* Yeah *

[louder oohing]

[laughter]

- [moaning]

* *

- Whoo!

[scattered whooping]

[laughter]

- Whoo-hoo!
- [moans]

[phone vibrating]

[quiet laughter]

- Is everything OK?

- Oh, yeah.

No, it's just, it's a big
night for our friend, Harp,

and they just sent me a pic
of the event I'm missing,

so--it's sweet.

- Well, there'll be others,
God willing.

- Sometimes you--
you've got to sacrifice.

I know he made plenty
for that achievement.

And I want mine,
which is why I am here.

- Well, you are well
on your way.

- Thank you.
Hey, um, Dr. Temple,

could you do me a favor
and just look,

see if you like
that change I made.

- Uh, yeah, looks good to me.

Now get back to work.

- [laughs]

OK.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey! Whoa!

I'm so sorry I'm late!

You guys have fun?

Come on.
- We wish you or Candace could

have joined us for this lovely
parent-child event.

- Oh, sorry,
Candace couldn't make it.

Doing the best I can
as a parent, OK?

Bye.

[dramatic music]

- Uh, dad,
what happened to your--

- Come on, let's just--

* *

["I Like the Way"
by Hi-Five playing]

* *

- Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the after-party

for the premier
of "Unfinished Business."

Shout out to Quentin and
Shelby Spivey in the house.

I see y'all!

Now, everybody get up
and dance.

Let's have a good time.

- * You're such a good time *

* Yes, it is *

* And when you get
next to me *

* You make my heart
beat fast *

* You throw me bad
when you smile *

- I'm so sorry to bug you,

but would you mind
taking a photo with me?

- Aw. Sure, sweetie.

- Wow. That's you.

You're the young Shelby.

I remember you from the movie.

- Oh, right, it is you.

You are so stunning.
- Oh, my God.

Coming from you,
that means everything!

- Aw.
- I mean, you're like, my idol.

First it's you, then Beyoncé.
- Ooh.

- Oh, my God, if you're
gonna cry, I'm gonna cry, too.

- Oh, no, sweetie.
I'm not crying.

I'm having a hot flash.

Take the picture, sweetie.

- Whose phone is this?
- Honey, just press the button.

- Harper, you know
this is just the beginning.

- Thank you.

- To even better days.

- All right.
- Cheers.

- Yes, even better.

Even better--mm-mm.

- Hey, congratulations, man.

I enjoyed
your little project, too.

'90s Black nostalgia's
a good look right now.

I mean, it ain't quite
how I remember college,

but I'm sure
others will relate.

- [laughs] Yeah, I just--

I just wrote it,
so the filmmakers

actually did their own thing.

- So they pushed you
to the side, huh?

Damn.
I guess that's what happens

when you don't got
no real power, huh?

- [laughs] What did you say?

- Hey, yo, Harp,
let's go get a drink, man.

- I want to come.

- I think you've
done enough, Godmother.

Just--just stay here.
- Anybody else?

Q, you want something?

- I want a couple of tacos,
man.

- What was that about?

- I could ask you
the same thing.

- Really, could you?
- Yes.

Yes, really.
- Mm-hmm.

- Jor--

- Ugh.

Look, thank you for helping me
back there, man.

Demetrius--there was
about to be a problem.

- Yeah, yeah, I saw that, man.

You good?
- Yeah.

How are you?

- Yeah, man, I'm good.

The, uh...

film was really good, man.

Really good.

I'm proud of you, dawg.

- Thank you.

- Mia would have been, too.

- That means a lot to me.

I miss her.

I mean, I know you--
you do, too.

- Yeah, I do.

You know, she would have known
how to handle this whole--

this whole LJ thing, you know?

- LJ is gonna be fine,
and you are gonna be fine.

As long as you put God first
and be there,

you know,
showing up is half the battle.

Even if you disagree,

just show up and show love.

- I'll toast to that.

- My man.

Just show up.

I got to go.

All right, L.

- Why would you ever disrespect
my friend in that way?

- I complimented him.
It ain't my fault

if he can't retain control
of his shit.

- Wait, so you're trying to say
that they exploited him?

- That's what it looks like
to me.

- I guess you would know
a little bit

about exploiting Black people,
wouldn't you?

- The fuck does that mean?

- It means I did
a little research

on your shell company.

That's what I'm talking about.

- Ah, well, this isn't how
I wanted to do this, but OK.

Do you want to talk about it?

- No, I don't.

[Soul for Real ft. Heavy D's
"Candy Rain" playing]

- * That I'm the capital
H-E-A-V-Y Decent *

* This is my yard,
or better yet, my precinct *

* No disconnect because
I'm all about pleasin' *

* Ha, ha, ha,
you like my style *

* I'm buck wild, I'm bananas,
I'm out of hand *

* Extravaganza,
both are grand *

- We good?

- We good?
- We good?

- We good?

- Well, what was the godmother
thing all about, Lance?

- It was about facts,
that's what it was about.

You're not his mother, Jordan.

- Their mother.

- His moth--
- Their mother!

- And you need to stop
encouraging the bullshit.

- And you need to accept
who your child is.

- * Heavy D
and Soul for Real *

* It's Heavy D
and Soul for Real *

- How about this?
How about you accept

backing the fuck off?

Can you do that?

- * Love for *
- * Soul for Real *

- * I keep it real
with my brothers and *

- * Soul for Real *

- * I keep it on and on with *
- * Soul for Real *

- * It's Heavy D and who? *
- * Soul for Real *

- * Heavy D and what?
- * Soul for Real *

- Forgive me
for being overdressed.

I came straight from
my husband's movie premiere.

Make sure y'all go
see it this weekend.

[laughter]

And, um, now back
to our collective.

We not only raised enough
to feed anyone in Bushwick

who needs a meal
for the next two years,

we've proven beyond a doubt
what we can do

when we come together.

We can nourish our bodies,
our spirits,

our passions,

ourselves.

I am so deeply proud
and humbled

to be a part of this community.

Thank you all so much.

We did it!

We did it!
[applause]

[tender music]

* *

- Baby, that was beautiful!

- Aw.

- Congratulations.

- Oh, thank you, baby.
[phone buzzes]

- So beautiful.
- Thank you.

- [clicks tongue] This fool.

- [laughs]

- You should go.

- What?
- It's still early.

- No, no, I wanted
to show up for you.

- And you did,
and I love you for it,

but don't shortchange
your moment.

- Why don't you come with?

- I'm--you know,
I'm needed here.

- OK.

- Go, have fun,
and I'll see you at home.

- All right.
- OK?

- I love you.
- Love you, too.

- You were brilliant.

- Yeah, no, I--I think
I could probably make 9:00.

What about that--
that tapas place

with the fried mushrooms?

Perfect.

OK, so--so pick me up in 30?

All right, I'll see you then.

What? OK.

Woman, you so silly.

I--yes, I--yes, I love you.

[laughs] Bye.

OK.
- OK, look,

I think I got it.

Read that last part.

- Uh--ooh.

Good.

- All right.

- Yeah-huh.

You see, now,
that transition you just wrote,

much more powerful.

[tense music]

* *

You're well on your way.

- [gasps] Stop it!

What the fuck are you doing?
Stop.

- Oh, oh!

- Elena.
- Sorry.

Sorry, I come back.
- Yeah, Elena, uh,

yeah, come--
come on back a little later.

[R&B music playing]

* *

[tender music]

* *

- Hey.

What's up?

- Hi.

[sighs] Uh, I guess
everybody bailed on us, huh?

- Yeah, seems to be the case.

- Want to have a drink?

- Ooh, I'm all, uh,
cocktailed out.

- We could also
just go for a walk.

And talk about
how fantastic your film was.

- Aw, shucks.

- It's your night, so it's
really whatever you want.

- All right.
- OK.

- Let's do it.

[Al Green's
"Simply Beautiful"]

- [snoring]

* *

[door closes]

* *

- * If I gave you my love *

* *

* I tell you what I'd do *

* I'd expect a whole lot
of love out of you *

* Ah *

* *

* You got to be good to me *

* *

* I'm gonna be good to you *

* There's a whole lot
of things you and I could do *

* Ah *

* Yeah *

- [breathing shakily]

- * Oh, man *

- [crying]

- * Yeah, yeah *

- [laughter]
I can't stand you.

[laughter]

- * What about the way
you love me *

* Ah *

* And the way you squeeze me *

- Murch, baby boy,
what's up, man?

You missed it!

It was so fucking good.

Dude, dude, dude,
you and Kendall so missed it.

- Oh, God, baby.
- Man, call me, would you?

I love you, man.
Harp loves you, too!

- Right here, right here,
right here.

- OK, call me back, man.

- OK.
- Harp loves you!

- [laughs] You're so drunk!

[laughing]
- I can't do that.

[indistinct]

- You know
what you said to him.

You're so nasty.
- This is a good pillow.

- [laughs]

Ooh.

Come on.
- OK, look at what I got.

Whoo!
[laughing]

- Take it off! Take it off!

- You better not let go of me!

- Wait, wait.
- You and I should go someplace

[indistinct]

- Ooh. Turks and Caicos, yes!

Let's go there.

Take it off.
Come on, I'm waiting.

- I moved too much. Ah, fuck.

- Your ass is old.

- You better call some--
- Quentin, get up!

Quentin.

Quentin?

Quentin? Babe?

Quentin?
Oh, my God.

- Oh, shit.
- Quentin, no!

Baby, what's wrong, Quentin?

Quentin!
Wait.

Hello?
Yes, my husband just fell.

He's not awake.
I don't know,

he just fell to the ground.

I don't--

Quentin!

I don't know!
Just send somebody, please!

He's not breathing!

He's not opening his eyes.
Please.

- * Hey, yeah, yeah *

* Now, girl, sometime
when you're feeling low *

* *

* All you got to do
is call me *

* Uh-huh, simply beautiful *

* Baby, baby, babe *

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah *

* Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah *

* Yeah, yeah *

* Ooh, baby, there's
so many good things *

* I could say
about you, girl *

* I could say
that I really, really *

[vocalizing]

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