All language subtitles for Bel-Air.S03E03.720p.WEB.x265-MiNX.srt - eng(2)

Previously on "Bel-Air"...

Your family
is like perfection.

Yeah, they make it
seem that way.

Did you tell her
about the kiss?

There's nothing
for Viv to know.

We put it behind us, remember?

It'll be our secret.

What was going on
with your girl Erika?

Why?
Did she say anything to you?

- Every time I got near her...
- Excuse me.

She'd find a reason
just to run off.

I wouldn't put
too much on it.

This is not a good time.

No, I swear,
I ain't said nothing.

Geoffrey has no idea.

What's this?

Just some store paperwork.

You know, no big deal.

What's going on?

So if we hate
each other so much,

why do we keep ending up
in the same fucking room?

I don't know.
How about you tell me?

[dramatic music]

You got 48 hours to pitch me
on your business plan,

or I got to move on.

So hit me with what you got.

We share our story,
turn it into some fly merch.

So what you gonna call it?

both: Blackccess.

Briggs wanted me
to introduce y'all

to our new yoga instructor.

I actually think
y'all know her.

Hey, y'all, your Aunt Viv
put in a good word for me.

That's my aunt.
Always looking out.

Oh, my mom is so messy.

♪ Woke up feeling great ♪

Yeah, I feel like...
put it in the center.

- Doesn't this look centered?
- No, make it bigger.

Well, not that big.
- OK, all right.

- To the right.
- OK.

Ooh, let me try
changing the font.

Let's change the font.
- No, no, no. I like the font.

Just give me the computer.
- Just give me one second.

Bro, give me the computer.

Give me the computer!

Only the artist
touches the paintbrush.

[sighs]

I like it.
- Yo.

- Sleek.
- It's simple.

I feel like
it's missing something.

- OK.
- Let me try something.

I just AirDropped it to you.
- All right.

♪ Waking up ♪

- OK.
- Yo.

- OK.
- Yo, it's perfect.

I know.

You know. Let's go!

Good morning.

Morning, Viv.

Feel free
to keep staring at me.

But at least let me
give you my good side.

I'm sorry, Geoffrey.

You know I would never
put you in the middle

of any foolishness.

Mm.

Much appreciated.

But did you notice
any off vibe

with Erika at the party?

Could you be
a bit more specific?

I'm feeling kind of crazy.
Uh--

- Morning, boss.
- Good morning.

Hey, babe.

- Ooh, those are nice flowers.
- Aren't they?

They're from the caterer
who just did your party

as a thank-you
for the business.

Oh, yeah, the one who all
the women were going on about?

Don't know
anything about that.

Mm-hmm.

[mumbling]
Huh.

Well, it seems
Shareef only thanked you.

Oh, I can ask him
to send you some too.

[chuckles]

Have a good day.

You too.

♪ Yo ♪

♪ Yo, yo, yo ♪

♪ Hey, hey, yo ♪

I mean,
did you like his tacos?

They weren't all that.

[clears throat]

♪ Shout out to the women
who showed me how to love ♪

Boom!

Oh, shit.
OK.

Wait.
Y'all designed this yourself?

Yeah, the real ones
will be better.

This is just temporary
until we ramp up production.

- Hey, Jazz.
- Oh, yo, what's up?

Y'all, this is Yolanda.

Yolanda, Will, Carlton.

Hey.

You look familiar.

Well, maybe because
she's running

for a city council seat.
- Oh.

I would give y'all a button,
but y'all don't look

old enough to vote.

Me and Yolanda,
we go way back to high school.

And now she's single-handedly
saving South LA.

No, Jazz is the real hero.

Holding on to his business

after a lot of owners
have folded?

Charlie's is one of the few
original establishments left.

Man, I didn't know
it was that bad.

Unfortunately, it is.

I got to keep
making the rounds.

Thanks for passing these out
for me tomorrow.

- Of course.
- Nice meeting you, boys.

Nice to meet you.
[bell dings]

So what's going on tomorrow?

Just this classic car
event downtown.

You know,
people from the community

getting together,
showing off their whips.

Wait, that sounds
like the perfect place

to talk up our business.

And to start talking up Jazz.

You know,
part of the reason we know

we can do this is 'cause we got

a big-dog role model like you.

- Ah!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

And also, the sooner
we start making money,

the faster we can help
save Charlie's Vinyl.

Yeah, we're not gonna
let you fail, bro.

Promise.
- Yeah. Come on.

Big dawg, big dawg.

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

[Easy McCoy's "Déjà vu"]

♪ Oh, yeah, oh, yeah ♪

♪ ♪

Let's go, Lisa.
Come on.

♪ Yeah, it's tough
and it's tough ♪

♪ Ain't no room
for second best ♪

♪ Ain't no limits,
ain't no boundaries ♪

♪ Yeah, you're looking
at the founders ♪

[breathing heavily]

How was that?

Still need to shave off
a tenth.

You got to improve your time
off the block

and your momentum on the turns.

I'm taking you on
'cause Viv is a friend,

but I'm not gonna
go easy on you.

I don't want easy.

I want to win Nationals.

My training is intense.

This has to be your priority.

If you had summer plans,
cancel them.

Thanks, Nairobi.

And I won't let you down.
I am here to work.

That's what I like to hear.

Let's go get you a title
at nationals.

♪ Cut ♪

♪ I go ♪

♪ Where I want when I want ♪

♪ Yeah, I go ♪

You know that new
Italian restaurant,

Catina Chic?

Yeah, the one
with the yearlong wait list.

They are letting us book out
the entire place

for you and LaMarcus'
engagement party.

Wow.

Why aren't you more excited?

I am. I am.

I just have a lot of work stuff
on my plate right now.

A lot of projects
to get through.

[phone buzzing]

What is going on
with your phone?

No idea.

Let me see.

Huh.

Some wannabe artist
is obsessed with you.

Liking all your posts,
blowing up your DMs.

Mm-mm.
Blocked, reported.

Thank you.

Oh, I have to go meet Lisa.

OK, I'll see you later.
- Love you.

Tell Lisa we said hey.
- Will do.

I know why you don't want
to talk about your engagement.

'Cause you're not
getting married.

What makes you say that?

I saw you kiss Jazz
at Dad's party.

OK.

Look, I'm sorry
you had to see that,

but that kiss was a mistake.

Well, apparently,
so was your engagement.

Ashley Michele Banks,

you know this has
to stay between us.

Then tell your fiancé
the truth.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

I just saw Nairobi,
and she said it went well.

It did.

I really appreciate the intro
and the use of the club.

I know you're super busy.

Oh, well,
never too much for you.

Look, when your mom was sick,
I told her I got you.

And I know
she's just looking down

just as proud of you as I am.

You know,
she used to say I could be

the next Maritza Correia.

- Yes.
- Or Simone Manuel.

Mm!
both: Mm-hmm.

[both laugh]
- Hey, Mrs. Banks.

Jackie. Oh.

- Hey, Lisa.
- Congrats on the job.

Hey, that's all Mrs. Banks.
[laughs]

You sure you don't want
to adopt me?

[laughs]
Get in line.

Goddaughter would have
dibs on that.

You were here first.
Respect.

- And I'm still here.
- [chuckles]

Right.

Anyways, I should
get back to work.

♪ ♪

Ooh.

Did I miss something?

She and Will
used to be a thing, so...

And now you all
work together?

- Yeah.
- Because of me? [groans]

Talk about an auntie fail.

No, it's fine.

Helping people is what you do.

You always take
the high road, don't you?

Yep.

That's what I do.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Omar Campbell.

- The real estate developer.
- Mm-hmm.

He's got a big project
in South LA--

two city blocks,
retail space, condos.

I hear he's looking
for a legal team.

More business?

Firm's already overextended.

Right.

With business you get
from Erika's firm.

Listen, I think
it's wise you start

acquiring your own clients.

Perhaps untangle a bit,
you get me?

[knock at door]

Dropping off
the last of the mail.

Refreshed the copy papers,
ordered supplies,

labeled the binders.

Good luck
keeping this one busy.

Come on, let's get you
some more work.

[chuckles]

Starting to make me look bad.

[laughs]

Hey, think about it.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

From the brilliant minds of
Will Smith and Carlton Banks...

Carlton Banks and Will Smith.

We present to you
Blackccess.

You guys, these look amazing.

Thank you.
And...

we got one for the ladies too.
both: OK.

And y'all got first dibs

'cause we about to blow up
real quick.

Well, anything you need,
I am happy to support.

Well, if you're
free tomorrow,

we could use extra hands
at the car show downtown.

- The DTLA Classic?
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that'll definitely
bring in a crowd.

Oh, yeah, and we plan to push
Blackccess very hard.

Yeah, you know,
grabbing content for socials,

pushing preorders, just
generally getting the word out.

Say less. I'll be there.

Maybe I could work it
for the Gram,

lay across the roof
of a Cadillac or something.

That's perfect.

What about you, Lis?
You coming?

Of course she is.

I mean, I got to check
my training schedule.

But yeah, sounds cool.

So we're all going,
like one big date.

Should be fun.

Well, lives aren't
gonna save themselves.

So back to my post.

- Mm.
- Mm.

I think they liked it.

So you just enjoy being
an agent of chaos, Will?

Carlton, what are you
talking about?

Comingling with Lisa
and Jackie is a terrible idea.

Just, "Oh, we'll be
like one big date.

Come one, come all."

Listen,
Lisa's not about the drama.

- Mm.
- And me and her,

we're still on
the no labels tip.

So your ex shows up
with a job out of the blue?

Even if Lisa is
playing it cool,

I promise you,
she has some thoughts.

You're playing with fire, dude.

♪ ♪

OK.

♪ ♪

[rap music playing]

♪ ♪

Hey, how do you feel
about Frederick?

Caught him acting kind of sus
at Uncle Phil's party.

- Sus how?
- I don't know.

I just heard him whispering
on the phone,

saying things like,
"Geoffrey has no idea."

OK.

I mean, like,
I ain't no snitch,

but I should probably
tell G, right?

[sighs]
I don't know.

Geoffrey's only beloved son?

If it were me, I would keep
Frederick's name out my mouth.

What's that about Frederick?

Oh, see, that's the fun part
about having no doors.

All your private conversations?
Public.

We were talking
about Frederick,

saying that we should--

we should invite him
to the car show.

Oh, that's great. Yeah.
He could use some fun.

And I know that Geoffrey
would really appreciate

you boys making an effort.

Good work.

[tense music]

Explain.

[sighs]

It's better we keep him close.

If he's sus, then we find out
how sus he is.

If there's nothing to tell,
then we let it go.

Why do you keep saying "we"?

[sighs]

My love, working late?

Mm-hmm.

Looking over more Neeman apps.

More of the same--uninspired.

Well, I have
a bit of good news.

I'm gonna be getting
more of my own cases,

relying less on business
from Erika's firm.

Interesting.

I thought
that would make you happy.

I mean, you said business
from her firm was helping you.

Remember, you said this
at your party

in front of a room
full of people.

Something change?

Well, I mean, you've been--

you've been such a trouper
through all this.

And I--

I just thought that I should be
a little more sensitive

to your feelings too.

Oh, that's all?

[dramatic music]

I just want a happy home
and a happy wife.

And that is all.

♪ ♪

Hmm.

♪ ♪

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

So you don't want to talk
about your sister?

Not really.

Do you want to sing about it?

I know you've been working
on something good.

Definitely.

♪ It's a story
about a family ♪

♪ Looking picture-perfect ♪

♪ But deep inside me ♪

♪ It's really like a circus ♪

♪ Smiling for the camera ♪

♪ But it's all a damn charade ♪

♪ Behind closed doors ♪

♪ It's a fucking masquerade ♪

Um...
[chuckles]

Where did that come from?

It's just a poem I wrote.

[soft music]

What else you got in there?

♪ ♪

You have to see this.
Come on. Come on.

Look.

Wow.

I know, right?

[indistinct chatter]

Am I crazy?

This wasn't here yesterday
when I left, was it?

Nope.
Went up overnight.

Look, the paint is still wet.

Well, who's the artist?

I don't know.
But you know what?

I'm on it. Yeah.

[Kid Cudi and A$AP Rocky's
"WOW"]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

OK, OK, guys.

So let's remember
why we're here, right?

- OK.
- We're here to talk

to the people.
- Mm-hmm.

And you guys are here because
you believe in the dream.

No, scratch that.
We are the dream.

So let's show them
what we're about.

Team Blackccess, huh?
- OK.

all: Team Blackccess!

♪ Yeah,
blunt up in the air ♪

♪ You know I'm living
wild, wild, wild ♪

- * Yeah, yeah ♪
- * Wow, wow, wow ♪

♪ Never care,
she look and she impressed ♪

♪ She loving saying,
"Wow, wow, wow" ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, hold on, y'all.
One at a time.

One at a time, and no,
you can't have my number.

But you can get this merch.
Come here. Let me see.

Come on.

♪ Demon ceased to haunt me
all night long ♪

♪ All fucking night long ♪

♪ Yeah, blunt up in the air ♪

♪ You know I'm living
wild, wild, wild ♪

♪ Wow, wow, wow ♪

♪ Never care,
she look and she impressed ♪

- Blackccess, baby.
- Whoo!

What's up?
We're down at the DTLA Classic

to talk Blackccess.

[phone dinging]
OK.

Not me in my influencer era.

OK, watch out, Hil.

Damn.

You know half the profits
go directly

to Black businesses, right?

The proceeds will go
to Charlie's Vinyl

because they've been
getting hit super hard

with property taxes.

And so we're just doing
our best to, you know,

keep Black businesses going,
you know?

- I like that.
- You like that?

Blackccess on three.
One, two, three.

all: Blackccess!

Since your
engagement news broke,

I hope you're leveraging
this moment.

#LaMilary
is officially a thing.

[sighs] Hmm.

And I was thinking,
for your wedding prep,

we should totally post a bridal
party "get ready with me."

It'll break the internet.

Yeah, maybe.

What's going on, Hil?

[sighs]
The other night...

Jazz kissed me.

I mean, I kissed him.

We kissed each other,

and I didn't mean
for it to happen.

And Ashley saw.

And that's all
I can think about.

So are you in love with Jazz?

What?
No.

So you're still in love
with LaMarcus?

- Of course.
- And you're gonna marry him?

I mean, if he wants to

after I tell him.

Tell?

You are trying to commit career

and relationship suicide
in one day.

But Ashley thinks
I'm a monster,

and I feel like
a horrible person.

Over one silly little kiss
that means absolutely nothing?

No, ma'am.

You are finally getting
everything you wanted.

You're gonna ride this wave

and take that shit
to the grave.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[rap music playing]

Sheesh!

Yo, you kept it
in its original condition?

Damn near impossible
to find one this good.

Yep.

Yo, this shit's sick.

♪ ♪

A'ight, I'll tell you what.

Yo, I'll give you
30 racks right now.

Cash.

I mean, I'm just
putting out feelers, really.

It's not really ready
for sale sale yet, but...

[chuckles]

A'ight, well,

call me when you...

ready.

♪ ♪

Yo, yo, Jazz.

You were right about us
coming here, man.

They're feeling the merch,

and they're willing
to help out Charlie's.

Wait, yo, are you
selling your car?

I mean, I'm not really
trying to,

but they got a brother
up against the ropes, so...

Wagwan?

Frederick.
Oh, shit, you came.

- Thanks for the invite.
- Yeah.

Beautiful cars.

Beautiful women.

Now, this, this is a vibe.

♪ On the low, making dough,
that brioche, eh ♪

♪ On my daughter and my moms,
I need more fame ♪

[indistinct chatter]

I'm right by
the classic cars.

Said you'll--you'll be here
in, like, a second?

Wait, like you're
pulling up right now?

[engine revving]

Yo, what the fuck?

You drive a Hellcat?

Yeah, I'm a bit
of a speed demon.

And I do have the tickets
to prove it.

Wow.
You just are my dream girl.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Come on, let's go
check out the show.

Yeah, let's go.

We've been doing
a pretty good job.

Like, people are responding
to the shirt really well.

OK.
And I sold, like, 12 shirts.

- OK.
- I did something pretty good.

- Great.
- You know what I'm saying?

Oh.
Oh, shit.

You presold 36 shirts already?

Hey, Carlton,
we got to hire this girl

to market for Blackccess.

Nice.

Oh, and I want you to meet
my homegirl Tonya.

She's got this crazy
nail shop on La Brea.

I think I could convince her to
give you guys some shelf space.

- Let's do it.
- OK. Come on.

Is it just me,
or is sis mad disrespectful

with your boyfriend?

[scoffs]
He's not my boyfriend.

[laughs]

Then why you got
a salty face on?

Look, it's nothing.

We're here for exposure
and to help Charlie's.

Yeah.

You know, Jackie's just...
being helpful.

[tense music]

Yeah.

OK.

Eyes on the prize.

♪ ♪

Gonna do this neighborhood
a lot of good when she's done.

Omar Campbell.

Philip Banks.
Philip Banks and Associates.

What's going on
with the bulldozer?

Oh, second one
to get damaged this month.

Somebody slashed
the hydraulics.

People trying to stop the work
however they can.

I hear your project's
facing some challenges,

community opposition
slowing progress with the city.

More like
grinding it to a halt.

Well, I'm not here
to make commitments,

but this is the kind of thing
that our firm could speed up.

I got a lot of connections
in local and state government.

But you're not here
to make commitments.

Not without
checking it out first,

seeing if it's a right fit
for our business profile.

I don't remember
asking you for help.

Doesn't mean
you don't need it.

Not everyone
in the neighborhood

wants this to go forward.

This project is gonna get
a lot messier

than a vandalized bulldozer.

And with all due respect
to your track record,

it's not the kind
of fight for someone

who's concerned about
their business profile.

But by all means,
take a look around.

♪ ♪

- Get your Blackccess swag.
- Look at this. Look at this.

- OK.
- Big Blackccess energy.

Big Blackccess energy.
That's crazy.

Dude, look how many views
it has.

That's crazy.

Yo, yo, yo, what's his deal?

[indistinct chatter]

Yo, Frederick.

Where you been?

What's good?
I'm placing bets.

Open your eyes, man.

Money's in the air, bruv.

Bets on what?

On street racing.
Come on.

Yo, look,
when the sun goes down,

that's when
the real party starts.

And I'm getting in
on the action.

Yo.
- Yo.

What's good?
- Oh, shit.

- What the fuck?
- You trying to get in on this?

- I got two on that Chevy.
- Word?

All right, say less.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Told you I'm a savage ♪

No, she sounds wonderful.

Either way,
someone will get back to you.

Thanks.
Bye.

I found the mystery muralist.

- Ah!
- Instagram for the win.

- Yes.
- @BrushWithDestiny.

OK.

The page isn't loading.
It's not responding. What?

Oh, my God, this phone makes me
feel like I'm 100 years old.

OK, yeah,
now your flashlight's on.

- Oh.
- Whoa.

OK. This is hard to watch.

Here, let me try.

Oh, that's why.

Hmm.
You blocked her account.

Oh.

Well, this is the page
that Hilary reported.

The stalker?

Yeah, but her work
is magnificent.

I love it.

No, we've got to have
a meeting with her.

I don't know.

Randos from the interweb
does not sound safe.

Didn't you just have
a date with someone

who just slid into your DMs?

- [scoffs] No.
- Yes.

- I did.
- Mm-hmm.

OK, yes,
I will set it up,

but I'm gonna bring
some pepper spray.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

[hip-hop music playing
over speakers]

♪ ♪

[knocking]
- Yo, yo.

What's up, man?

You good?

Seeing y'all all hyped...

Trying to make something
of your own...

you know, I had that same fire
when I was starting out.

Running Charlie's?

Man, I was so ready
to carry on my uncle's legacy.

I was gonna have stores
all over LA.

Shit, even Vegas.

Now I can't even hold on
to the only one I got.

Look, man.

All that stuff going down
in South LA, that's--

that's not on you.

Mm.

That don't make the failure
any easier, Will.

[somber music]

Got y'all out here
trying to start a business

by saving mine.

Some fucking role model, huh?

Come on, man.

As many times
as you shown up for me?

I'm just repaying the favor.
That's all.

♪ ♪

And I need you to know
I appreciate that, bro.

I really do.

♪ ♪

But it's gonna take a lot more
than some T-shirt sales

to get me to where
I need to be.

♪ ♪

Do you mind just, you know,
giving me a couple minutes

before I let her go?

♪ ♪

Yeah, course, man.

♪ ♪

[engine revving]

[sighs]

Jazz OK?

[people cheering]

We can't let him
sell his car.

But what if we could
still give him a win?

What are you thinking?

[people cheering]

Street race.

[engines revving,
tires squealing]

[people cheering]

♪ One, two, one, two, ah ♪

♪ We gon' burn it up ♪

♪ We gon'
burn it up ♪

♪ We gon' burn it up ♪

A'ight.

It's a simple bet
between Jazz and Alonso.

Yo, hold up.
I didn't agree to shit yet.

[chuckles]
What, you scared

of getting spanked
in front of your crew?

The balls on this kid, huh?

A'ight.

We win, I'm going home
in your Impala.

And if we win, I get 30 Gs,
plus an extra 5.

See y'all fools
at the starting line.

[indistinct chatter]

Look, man,
are y'all sure about this?

Oh, yeah.
Fast cars are Carlton's thing.

Yeah, it's light work.

♪ We gon' burn it up ♪

I mean, an extra 35 Gs,

that would put me
in a sweet spot.

[sighs]
Fuck.

Look, man,

just don't fucking lose,
all right, Carlton?

He won't.

Wait, your--your Hellcat.

Are you sure?
- Yeah.

You take care of her,
and she'll take care of you.

Anybody else worried
about the police showing up?

Well, the danger is all
a part of the thrill, right?

- Yeah.
- [laughs]

[people cheering]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[engine revving]

♪ It's like a wolf pack
running when we come down ♪

Oh, fuck.

OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK,
OK, OK, OK.

How you feeling?

I'm feeling like his car
has 600 horsepower

and goes 0 to 60
in 2.9 seconds.

[engine revs, people cheering]

Oh, shit.

Relax, OK?

Focus, right?

You and Uncle Phil
race all the time.

Technically once
when I was 12.

[sighs]

A'ight, that's it.
I'm driving.

Yo, what?
Whoa, what the fuck?

What are you doing?

You seem mad unsure
right now.

No, I was just
getting in the zone.

I'm not trying
to stress you out,

but I can't take a chance.

Look, I told Jazz we'd win.

Then I should be the one

that actually gets to drive

'cause I actually know
about cars.

Carlton, that's a video game
and a steering wheel.

It's not the same, OK, buddy?

I'll see you
at the finish line.

OK.

Yo, what are you doing?

There's no way you're winning
this race without my help.

OK, cool.

So I'm Dom, and you're, what,
his sister?

Get the fuck out
the car, Carlton.

[seat belt clicks]

Make me.

[dramatic music]

Wait. OK.
Will is driving now?

Looks like it.

I'll kill them both.

[people cheering]

[engines revving]

Listen up.
Roads are blocked off.

Police lookouts are in place.

The turnaround
is on the bridge.

First one back wins.

[Offset's "Say My Grace"]

♪ ♪

♪ Made room on my plate ♪

♪ I just said my grace
and then I ate ♪

♪ Got a particular taste ♪

Fuck, you can't double shift
off the line.

You gave him a head start.

Yeah.

I'm clutch.

I'm Jordan, and this
is game six, baby.

Yeah, well, you're about
to lose game six

and Jazz's car.

♪ The halls
with all and all ♪

♪ I'm still having space ♪

♪ Got a particular taste ♪

♪ Picky eater, I guess ♪

♪ But I'm still
stuffing my face ♪

♪ She got a natural wrap
like a natural do ♪

Whoo! Oh, shit!

Yo, the suspension
on this jawn is crazy.

Will, we're behind.

♪ I'm in a meditant state
ever since we lost bro ♪

♪ It ain't really
much more I can take ♪

♪ I pop a ten when it's late ♪

There's the turn.

♪ 'Cause you know
I can't play ♪

♪ We flood the field up
for real ♪

OK, it's a handbrake turn.

- Carlton, speak English.
- Oh, my God.

I'm gonna pull
on the handbrake,

and you're gonna
yank the steering wheel

all the way to the left.
- Let's do it.

- OK.
- On the count of three.

One.

Two.

♪ Got a particular taste ♪

Whoa!
[tires squealing]

I said three!
- Oh, oh, oh!

[tires squealing]

[growls]

♪ I buried them deep,
and they still in the way ♪

- Whoo! [laughs]
- Yeah, baby.

[engines revving]

Got your ass.

[tense music]

He's right next to us.

[engines revving]

Will, Will, get over.

OK.

There's no room.

- OK, so then drop back.
- No way, bro.

If we stop, we lose.
- No!

[both screaming]
[horns honking]

How are we still alive?

'Cause I got ice
in my veins, baby.

But now we're off course.
Fuck.

Oh, shit.
- Shit.

♪ ♪

- Where am I going?
- Give me a sec.

Oh, OK, OK.
There--there's an alley.

Where is this alley, Carlton?
Right or left?

Right.

Right, right, right,
right, right, right, right.

OK, up ahead,
we're gonna pop a hard left.

♪ ♪

[groans]

both: There he is!

Whoa!

Oh, my God!

♪ ♪

[laughs]

♪ ♪

[people cheering]

Thank you!

Fuck!

Oh, my God!

- What the fuck?
- Oh, shit.

[people cheering]

Oh, my God!

Thank you, Uncle Charlie!

[both laughing]

- We did it! Fuck yeah!
- Whoo!

Whoo!
- Yeah!

I love it.
You know what? I love it.

You guys, today was so fun.

Yeah, and tonight
was fucking lit.

Yeah, and Jazz got to keep
his car and 35 racks.

Come on, man.
Can't make that up.

You really
showed up for Jazz.

I'm proud of you.

Hey, guys, wait up.

Y'all want to celebrate
with burgers at Fred's?

Oh, yeah, I'm down.

Lis, you want to eat?

I have a workout
in the morning,

so I should have been asleep
hours ago.

Wait, Fred's,
isn't it closed by now?

Yeah, but my homey's
the manager.

He said the kitchen
will be open if we pull up.

- Oh, shit.
- Told him to fry up something

Philly style for the champ!

- Philly style?
- Uh-huh.

Damn, bitch.

Are you always
this fucking helpful,

or is showing off your ass
for T-shirt sales

the only way
you can pull his attention?

Excuse me?

[dramatic music]

Hey, you should leave.

OK?

Fuck this.

Hey, hey, hey.
Lisa.

- Fucking crazy.
- What was that?

You know why I said
no labels?

'Cause you don't know
what you want.

What are you talking about?

I don't have
the energy to compete

with whatever it is you still
got going on with Jackie.

Nothing's going on.

Oh, my God.

You know, it doesn't matter.

With this new
training schedule,

my summer's fucked anyway,
so three's a crowd,

and I will gladly take myself
out of the equation.

- Lisa.
- You know what?

Go celebrate your victory.

I--I'll take her home.

Lisa! Hey!

[sighs]

- I mean--
- Don't say shit.

What you mean?

Run me my shit!

- Move!
- Yo.

Hey, I know you hear me
talking to you.

I'm not about to chase you.
- What?

- Oh, we don't have to--
- He's G's son, man.

- Nigga!
- Come on.

- I won the bet. Just pay up.
- Yo, you're following me

like you're gonna
do me something. What?

Oh, I'ma show you
what I'm about to do.

- Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo.
- Get the fuck out of my face.

Frederick, what's going on?

This dickhead's accusing me
of shorting him.

Better pay what he owes.

I ain't got
your fucking money.

No, you don't understand.

Frederick, he's not from here.

He don't really know
what's going on.

Don't be worried about shit
that don't concern you.

OK, hold on.
Slow down.

Yeah, 'cause you don't want
none of me.

[all talking at once]

Yo, I don't need no one
fighting my battles.

I got this fool.
- OK, guys, guys, guys.

Let's go. Come on.
- Nah. Nah.

This bitch ain't going
nowhere with my money.

Oh, yeah?
Are you mad?

[all shouting]

[siren wailing]
- Guys, guys, guys, guys!

Hold up!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[panting]

Oh, we lost them.

[coughing]
Shit.

Yo, what is wrong with you?

The shit you were
pulling in London,

it's not gonna fly here.

Oh, yeah?

♪ ♪

So you did take their shit.

Yeah. Come on, man.
[laughs]

They were knob-heads anyway.

♪ ♪

[tires squealing,
engine revving]

Fuck.

♪ ♪

Care to tell me
what happened?

Getting to the bottom of this
won't be difficult, you know.

[sighs]
Look.

There was a big crowd.

Things got out of hand,
so I stepped in and sorted it.

Thank goodness,

or these Bel-Air boys,
they'd have been pummeled.

♪ ♪

Get in.

♪ ♪

[engine turns over]

Hey, you're slacking, Wilkes.

Come on, get a move on it.

Ten past.
- What are you doing here?

Pre-workout greens.

It's nasty,
but it's good for you.

You're not even
a morning person.

For you, I will be.

You got big dreams.

And I just want you
to count on me the same way

I've been counting on you
since I got here.

[sighs]

I wasn't even myself
yesterday.

[chuckles]

I'm pretty sure
I never heard you

say the word "bitch" before.

[scoffs]

Yeah, not my shining moment.

[soft music]

But I do know what I want.

And it's not Jackie.

♪ ♪

I guess I'm just waiting
on you to want me back.

♪ ♪

OK, Philly,
let's make this official.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Viv?

What--what are you--
- Trust me.

I don't want to be here either.

Feels like déjà vu,
me coming to talk to you

yet again about Phil--

again.

And what about Phil?

Stop it.

[sighs]

You came into town.

We had our moment together.

You gave me flowers,

said you didn't have
any friends in LA.

You remember that?

Yeah, sure.
Yeah, I think so. Yeah.

So why is it,
every time I see you,

you bolt
in the other direction?

Erika, what the hell
is going on?

[electronic beats playing]

So what do you think of this?

We can post it
on my music school's website.

- A band?
- Yeah.

I want to try something new
this summer.

Unexpected.

I mean, what do you think?

I think it's just good
to see you smiling.

[electronic beats playing]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

I cannot believe
you're here with me, Ivy.

Girl, I can't keep you from
blowing up your entire life.

But you're gonna need
a friend when you do.

[laughs]
- Thank you.

My conscience is killing me.

I got to tell him today.

Yeah, I figured.

Although right before
his first scrimmage?

I don't know.
Seems kind of cruel.

Uh-uh. No.

You already talked me
out of this before.

You're not doing it again.

It's now or never.

[chuckles]

Nothing better
than looking over

and seeing my fiancée
rocking my number.

I need to talk to you.

So--
[whistle blows]

- Everybody bring it up!
- I got to go.

We'll talk after,
all night if you want.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

And that would mean
that we'd need

a larger distribution funnel.

And honestly, that would just--

uh, Frederick,
what are you doing here?

Just swung by
to get some files

Mr. Banks needed
back in the office.

[chuckles]

Hey, listen, man, we got to
rap with you about something.

Last night was wild.
[chuckles]

Well, thanks for looking out,
covering with Geoffrey.

We didn't cover for shit.
That was all you, bro.

Listen, Frederick,
we're not trying to come

between you two, right?

It's just, I've known Geoffrey
a really long time,

and, you know,
I've learned the hard way,

you know, it really is
just easier to be honest.

Right, I get it.

You know him
so much better than me

because he basically
raised you.

Hey, listen, man.

First you out here
making sneaky-ass calls

at Uncle Phil's party.

Then you out here
wilin' in these streets.

And you lucky we ain't
let them beat your ass.

- Yo, Will--
- No, no, no, no, no.

We don't got to know
everything you got going on.

But Geoffrey does.

It would just be better

if you said something
rather than us.

You know, he'd understand.

Hmm.

So he'll understand
when I tell him

that you were street racing?

No, no, not that.

Look, if I tell it, boys,
I'm telling it all.

♪ ♪

Is this motherfucker out here
quoting Usher lyrics?

Great idea,
keeping him close.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Hey.

Everything OK?

All this time,
I was worried about Carlton.

Guess there was another man
in this house

I should have been
keeping my eye on.

You talked to Erika.

Sure did.

Right.

I didn't say anything
because it was nothing, Viv.

So you chose to lie

and then asked her
to do the same?

No, I chose not to bring any
more stress into our marriage.

So this marriage
is stressful to you?

Is nothing your fault?

With all that's going on
with Carlton

and with your new job
and my new firm--

You gonna blame this
on Carlton?

I'm not blaming this--

You did it again!

[indistinct arguing]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

It's--it's not--
what, you think I--

It's just everybody else's
fault but yours.

[people cheering]

Word around the WAGS
is that your man

has a great shot at being
league MVP this season.

Good.

He deserves it.

♪ They want to know
how I do it so well ♪

♪ Stay violent, got it
dialed in with no help ♪

♪ They want to know
how I got so fly ♪

♪ I think it looks great
from the sky ♪

♪ I already told them ♪

♪ With the way I pull up ♪

♪ I arrive and they go, what ♪

♪ Yeah, I already told them ♪

♪ With the way I walk in ♪

♪ I got everybody talking ♪

[bones crunch]
[people groan]

- You good, man?
- Yeah.

[all cheering]
- * I already told them ♪

♪ With the way I pull up ♪

- Good work, boys.
- That was for you, baby!

♪ Yeah,
I already told them ♪

♪ With the way I walk in ♪

♪ I got everybody talking ♪

♪ 'Cause I already told them ♪

[breathing heavily]

[dramatic music]

[grunts]

♪ ♪

Why is he walking like that?

[high-pitched ringing]

- Medic!
- LaMarcus!

Is he OK?
- You guys, back up.

[panicked chatter]

Stay with us, man.

Start chest compressions.

He's not OK.

LaMarcus!