Original subtitles

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!