Original subtitles

ISSA DEE: Are you still wrapped up?

Any loose ends dangling?

Are you asking about Condola?

Oh, I mean, since you brought her up.

Yeah, we talked and it's done.

♪ (R&B MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

Me and my ex started seeing each other... again.

-(LAUGHS TO HIMSELF) -What's funny?

Thought you was over that shit.

He seem sometimey.

He's not.

LAWRENCE: I'm sure you're gonna be fine.

Look, you and Tiffany are smart,

and you plan the shit outta everything.

We weren't trying to have a baby for another two years.

ANDREW: Are you just never gonna see him again?

I mean, he's my brother.

I don't know why you would ask me to do something

that would make me uncomfortable.

Well, you can at least try.

ISSA: I was trying to get us back to where we were, but...

I didn't realize it was so hard for you to be around me.

I don't know, maybe who you are now

and who I am now just don't fit anymore.

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

(upbeat music playing)

♪ ♪

What makes a flower a funeral flower

versus a fun flower?

I'm mainly asking for the price difference.

Vendor: Fun flowers fall in different categories.

Oh, sorry.

So?

It looks like I'ma be a trolley nigga.

-You got the job? -Yeah.

Oh, my God!

Windy City get ready.

That's Chicago.

Uh, no, Chicago's the Chilly City, 'cause it snows.

(chuckles)

You went to school, right?

You want a congratulatory fuck or nah?

-I do. -I'm so proud of you.

This is so exciting.

Yeah, it's, um... yo, they're gonna give me

my own team, finally. I get a corner office.

I even get an assistant.

Oh, well, my assistant's cousin is looking for a job.

Said he's really good at, "hittin' niggas with that heat."

-For whatever that's worth. -Not much.

(both laugh)

Yo, they gave me a relocation fee.

That's great.

So...

yo, what's the deal?

Is distance, is it a deal-breaker?

No, it's not.

San Francisco is a 45-minute flight.

And, you know, if things stay good between us,

who knows?

Maybe I could...

Oh, you'd move?

(both scoff)

Yo, what about your work?

Or your family, your friends?

I can make new friends.

Shit, I might need to.

Honestly, I'm at a point in my life

where I just wanna cut out the bullshit

and surround myself with things that make me happy.

Like you.

So, if we want this to work...

it'll work.

Good. 'Cause I want it to work, too.

So we'll figure it out.

Have your new assistant call my assistant.

Actually, just talk to me because I haven't paid Quoia.

(laughter)

Black people stay not payin'.

(Issa laughs)

♪ You always been a bad "you know what"♪

♪ I never come around, you know me ♪

♪ Hotbox in my hotel ♪

♪ Ashin' in my Grammy ♪

♪ Predict the future like my Aunty Miss Cleo ♪

♪ You and me go, baby ♪

Andrew: Too short.

Too happy.

-Wait. -What about him?

-Definitely not. -No.

(laughter)

There. Yep, black turtleneck.

Doesn't blink, uses his hands when he talks.

That is definitely Taurean.

-Okay, five out of five. -Mm-hmm.

Well, that's my bad. I gave you too many good clues.

-You what? -Yes, I should have never said

he looks like the black Elizabeth Holmes.

Mm-hmm. (chuckles) Hey.

Does that happen a lot?

Molly: Oh, well judging by the shoulder shimmy,

I'd say she's about two mimosas in.

(laughter)

Hey, BJ, this is Andrew.

-Hey, Andrew, nice to meet you. -You too.

So how you liking the firm so far?

Well, it's a hell of a lot more money

than I was making in the public defender's office.

-Right? -Hey, a bunch of us

are gonna head over to Three Weavers after this.

-Oh, okay, cool-- -Oh, I'm sorry--

Come through if you guys can come through.

-Okay. -Cool.

You don't wanna go?

I mean, like, I'm having fun now, but...

I think I'm good.

What if I talk to the bartender

and have him play one of your artists

and then it can be like a work event for you, too?

-Okay. Hm-mm. -Thanks, babe.

-You bomb. -I know.

(chuckles) Okay.

(exhales) You're buying the drinks though.

They're free.

♪ I shoulda won the Oscar ♪

♪ My nigga said I had couple of offers ♪

♪ I cannot hang with impostors ♪

♪ These niggas fuckin' up all my commas ♪

♪ Straight A's, lil baby, I graduated with some honors ♪

-Hey, Iss. -Hey.

-Is this still a good time? -Yeah, yeah.

Uh, everybody, Issa. Issa, this is everybody.

Hey.

Okay, they're tired.

Oh, you got a lunch closet too? I had one at We Got Y'all.

(laughter)

-Nathan: Keep an open mind. -Issa: Mm-hmm, I'm open.

(lights buzzing)

-Well, shit. -Yeah.

I told you I had the space.

This place is perfect for my event.

Like, I really doubted you.

-Wow. -I gotta redo my thank you letter.

(laughs)

I mean, you know, we got a lot of work to do in here

but we gonna sell products eventually back here

and, you know, maybe give out haircuts to, you know,

people who are unemployed.

-So, me. -(laughs)

Not anymore. You out here doin' it.

Tryin'.

(shutter clicks)

Look. Um...

I'm sorry about what I said about your ex.

That wasn't cool.

I get that I messed up, but, you know,

hearing you back with him fucked with me

a little bit more than I thought.

I'm sorry. That...

wasn't my intention.

No, I know.

And I-- I really wanna be a good friend to you.

But I'm with Lawrence...

-...now, so if that's too much-- -It's not.

Uh...

You know, I just wanted to be honest about how I felt.

And the last thing I wanna do

is make your life more complicated.

(chuckles)

You really ate lunch in the closet?

-And breakfast. -Mm.

I named all the mops.

(laughter)

(groovy music playing)

♪ ♪

Molly: I know I said I wasn't gonna eat bread on the weekends,

but I feel like I just drank

a whole loaf's worth of beer.

-Oh, did you have a good time? -Mm-hmm.

Yeah. (exhales)

Looking for LaToya reunion is on.

It has been hard avoiding any spoilers but I did it.

Aw, but I'm tired. I think I'm just gonna lay down.

Okay, well, I won't give anything away.

Uh-uh, you better not watch that without me.

(exhales) Yeah.

Of course, we'll do it on your schedule.

Um, I'm sorry, what?

You know...

if it was me who wanted to stay out longer today,

it would have been a whole thing.

Okay, so, when I was working late,

you didn't like that.

Now, I'm including you in my work stuff

so that we can be together, and that's still a problem?

No, that's not-- see, look.

Every time I mention something that bothers me,

you just dismiss it.

But I'm supposed to bend over backwards when it's about you.

Bend over backwards? When have you ever bent over backwards?

Since we met. And the stuff with my brother.

I mean, I wanted you to come to the game and you blew that off.

Because he was rude and being disrespectful.

I-- I thought we worked past this.

It feels like you're still holding onto shit.

I'm holding onto-- Molly, you literally never let shit go.

I let shit go all the time.

-(sighs) -(phone buzzing)

What is this about?

I do whatever you want, Molly.

I do the things you want. I go to the places you want.

-(phone buzzing) -I share when you want.

It's getting old.

(scoffs) What the fuck?

Yes, Kelli, what?

(groovy music playing)

♪ ♪

Derek: You are the third person I've talked to.

This is unbelievable. No, don't put me on hold.

I was just on hold for 15 minutes.

I said her name is Tiffany DuBois.

-Who's he on the phone with? -She's like five-six,

blonde hair, perfect looking.

The movie theater at LA Live.

No, I don't know what she was wearing.

So, yo, Tiffany's really been gone since yesterday?

I guess she called him yesterday morning

to tell him she needed to get out the house.

This nigga put me on hold again.

Shit.

Last night, I dreamt of catfish.

-And you know what that means. -No, Gloria.

Nobody knows what that means.

Mama, let's go get some water.

-I'm still on hold. -Derek, when's the last time you spoke to her?

She called me at 10:15.

She said she needed time and was checking into a hotel

and would be back in the morning.

And then she turned her phone off.

So she's not getting any calls, any texts.

I tried emailing her. Fuck!

-Have you guys called the police? -Yeah, but they told us to wait.

I'm done waiting. I'm gonna go down there.

I'm gonna show them her photo and see what happens.

-Ashlee! -Ashlee: Yeah.

-Can you watch Simone? -Yeah.

-Thank you. -Well, I'm goin' with you.

I'm not staying with Gloria.

She told me how I'm gonna die and it's on-brand.

-I'm coming. -Me, too.

(soft music playing)

♪ ♪

(indistinct chatter)

I'm gonna go find the manager.

I'm definitely gonna talk to that security guard.

He look like he seen some shit.

(Molly sighs)

-Should we-- -I think--

Maybe we should talk to someone at the concession stand.

Uh, the one upstairs or downstairs?

Um...

why don't we just split up?

And that way, we can cover more ground.

Yep, that's a good idea.

(downbeat music playing)

♪ ♪

Hey, did you see this lady last night?

He said she would have been a mess.

Like, really gross. Like, disgusting.

That's not how I said it.

-Any luck? -Issa: Not me.

Molly: Sorry, no.

-Oh, my God. -Derek: What?

There's a bar here.

-How'd she look? -You know, not great.

She drank four margaritas and then left to get food.

She left right after that?

I told her to take a Lyft and I saw her get in.

Wait, I think there was a Lyft charge from last night.

-Wait, what are you talkin' about? -That you knew about?

Okay, Derek, I love you,

but that is relevant information we could have used sooner.

All love, but what the fuck, man?

It doesn't say the destination.

Damn, it's just a dollar amount.

You right, you right.

Everybody back off Derek.

Wait, the last time she went that hard on margaritas

it was Week-o-Day-Mayo.

That doesn't sound like a thing.

No, it was.

Molly wanted to go to Mexico for her birthday.

She got stuck workin' three cases,

and then Issa drug our asses

to five different Mexican restaurants instead.

Yeah, we ended up going to a different Guisados every day.

You made me order five quesadillas for the table

even though you were the table.

Yeah, so, um, maybe she might be there.

Sure, but there are five Guisados. Which one?

Wait, how much was the Lyft charge?

$6.43.

She went to the one on Spring Street.

Are you sure?

Six dollars, non-surge pricing after rush hour?

(chuckles) Yeah, I'm sure. I does this.

Guisados is what, like, two miles away?

-One-point-eight. -Told y'all.

It's how I got that five-star rating.

Four stars. It's in arbitration.

That sounds accurate. All right, let's get the fuck up outta here.

♪ Bitch, you big cap, big cap, uh ♪

♪ I got big racks, big racks, uh ♪

♪ Only smoke them big packs, big packs, uh ♪

Manager: Sorry, but I don't remember her.

I don't really care about this job.

I space out a lot.

It be's like that.

Hey, is it possible to get the security camera footage?

We're really not in the habit of doing that.

Well, I'm not in the habit of being sober on a Saturday

but here we are, Ronald. Here we are.

(groovy music playing)

♪ ♪

Wait, wait, stop, stop, stop. I think that's her.

Enhance, enhance!

What? This isn't Minority Report.

-Pan the camera to the right. -It doesn't pan.

-How does it not pan? -Get you a camera that pans, man!

What is Tiffany doing on a bus?

-Hey, what time was this? -Just before 10:00.

If this was 10:00, then, then she's gotta be in this area

'cause she called me checking in around 10:15.

Okay, so then, there's got to be a hotel on the bus route.

Enhance!

Kelli: Yes, is this the front desk? Is Tiffany DuBois staying there?

-You can't tell us if she checked in last night? -You can't look up DuBois?

Can you please just help us out? All right, well, thank you.

(phone clicks)

They said they can't tell me anything one way or the other over the phone.

I knew she wasn't happy.

But I thought maybe time would help.

But I didn't know how to fix it.

I tried to get her to help with the baby,

but she shut me out.

I just didn't think it would get this bad.

I can't believe I let this happen.

That I could have done more.

No, Derek, you have done so much to support her.

You're a good dad. You're out here trying to find her.

You gained five pounds of sympathy weight.

Fifteen.

And you look good.

Honestly, Derek...

none of us are perfect.

We're all just tryin' to figure it out.

Hey, listen.

We're gonna do whatever it takes, okay?

(sighs heavily)

Hey.

Psst.

Okay, real talk, my inner black woman

looks just like you.

Okay, real talk, my outer black woman

needs you to shut the fuck up.

(scoffs)

Shh, everyone, she's on a call.

Okay, if y'all don't--

oh my, oh my God, really?

-Thank you, I found her. -What? Where is she?

-You did? -Kelli: The Sheraton.

Thank-- oh, shit, we just passed it.

We need to stop. It's important.

I can't hear you until you get back behind that line.

-What was that now? -We need to get off.

-It's an emergency. -Well, we have a stop in a few more blocks.

-But you're coming to a red light! -Line!

-You were saying? -Just push down on the brake.

-It's a red light. -I can only stop

at designated drop-off points, ma'am.

Well, can this be one of them?

This old Ossie Davis-ass nigga.

Sticks and stones, sticks and stones.

Huh.

-Don't even think about it. -What you gonna do if I press it?

Press it.

(door opens)

Let's go.

Up here touchin' my button.

Officer! Officer!

Issa: Guys, I think that's it over there.

-Yes. -There she is, right there, Officer.

-What? -Excuse me, Officers,

this woman has been harassing this man.

-Yeah. -Did you assault this man?

-I didn't, but I can. -You need to step back now.

-What the fuck? -Come on and Tase me.

I've been Tased before. Tase me again.

I survived.

I mean, Tiff said you peed yourself.

Stop talkin' about my piss right now.

Please, Officers, look, we're just trying to find my wife.

We're not causing any trouble.

You done crossed the line crossing the line.

-Okay. -Officers, Molly Carter.

I'm an attorney. Question for you.

Is there a reason why you're talkin' to us and not to them?

Hm, a black reason, hm?

All right, all right, not me. Mm-mm, not today.

-Mm. -Everybody go home.

-Go home? -Now.

Fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you.

Thank you for your service.

-Tragic. -What'd you say?

I said tragic!

-(clamoring) -Kelli: What did you say to me?

What did you fuckin' say to me?

(groovy music playing)

♪ ♪

(elevator dings)

Kelli: What room is it again?

I don't know, they said it was 505.

Kelli: 502, 503, 504...

(Derek sighs)

You okay?

I just want her to be all right, you know?

That's 505.

(sighs)

-Tiffany: Who is it? -It's me.

Baby.

Open up.

Baby.

Baby, what's goin' on?

I'm sorry.

I just didn't know what else to do.

(slow music playing)

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

♪ Even though you're not around ♪

♪ You're not around ♪

♪ So hard to get over it ♪

♪ I've tried to get under it ♪

♪ Stuck in between ♪

Thank you.

(exhales)

How's Tiffany?

You know, she's okay.

-It's a little rough right now, but... -Yeah.

Sorry, I had to leave, I...

No, we don't have to get into it right now.

I know you had a long night.

I did, but, I mean, I think we should still talk

and get it all out, 'cause if not, it'll just get worse.

(quietly): Yeah.

Andrew.

Can you please talk to me?

Honestly, it just...

seems like maybe we're not on the same page.

I know that I should have definitely gone with you

to go see your brother, and that's my bad.

-I am so sorry. -I know, yeah.

But it's not just about my brother.

I've been feeling this way for a while now.

I don't know...

What if we're just not a good match?

No, that, that's not it.

I mean, neither one of us have gotten this far

with somebody before.

I mean, that has to mean something.

I don't think it should be this hard.

So what?

We put in all that time for nothing?

You just wanna give up?

Listen, I know, I know, look, I know that it's been hard.

But we can work at this. I want to work at this.

I mean, whatever we gotta do. We gotta go to therapy?

I'll be more open. I'll share more.

-I can be better, I mean-- -What are you fighting for right now?

Forget about the time, forget about everything.

Is this what you really want, Molly?

♪ ♪

♪ I'm so alone ♪

♪ But all of my friends, but all of my friends ♪

♪ Got some shit to do ♪

(knocking)

Hey.

Hey.

You all right?

I got no sleep last night.

(scoffs)

But I heard that's good for you.

It's like fasting for your eyes. (chuckles)

You good?

Condola came over last night.

She needed to talk.

Okay, about what?

I'm pregnant.

What?

Yo, but I thought we were, we were careful.

Me, too.

Are you...

are you sure it's mine?

Yes.

-But-- -When did this happen?

It was before me and you,

and before I found out about the job.

(inhales sharply)

So what does this mean?

Is she gonna keep it?

Yes.

-I'm keeping it. -Why?

(stammers)

This is not a good time. We're not even together.

-Why would you want this? -This is not ideal for me, either,

but that's just not an option for me.

I wasn't ready with Mark.

But this time, I wanna keep it.

And it's not like I don't want kids. I do.

Fuck. Fuck.

This is...

-This is just-- -A lot.

I know, okay, and we're still processing everything.

I...

I just had to tell you.

So this means you're getting back with her.

No. No!

I told you I wanna be with you.

But you're havin' a baby with someone else.

But I didn't plan this, Issa. I don't...

I don't want this to happen.

I know.

And...

I'm not expecting anything from you.

I don't want you to feel trapped.

You can be as involved as you want.

Either way...

I'm good.

I'm sorry.

This is too much.

I thought shit was finally...

Fuck.

("Keeps Me Alive" by Moses Sumney playing)

♪ ♪

♪ Finding it hard to differentiate ♪

♪ Are my proclivities of society or innate? ♪

♪ Well, the source is irrelevant ♪

♪ Whenit comes totruth ♪

♪ And the truth is I want the same thing that you do ♪

♪ Childlike curiosity about my fate ♪

♪ Is the only thing that makes me stay ♪

♪ It keeps me alive ♪

♪ Oh, it keeps me breathin' ♪

♪ Right ♪

Hey.

Hey.

I'm glad you came.

I'm glad you called.

("Are We Still Friends?" by Tyler, The Creator playing)

♪ Spring ♪

♪ Last Spring ♪

♪ Long ago, long ago ♪

♪ Spring ♪

♪ Last Spring ♪

♪ Are we still friends? ♪

♪ Can we be friends? ♪

♪ Are we still friends? ♪

♪ I've got to know ♪

-♪ See each other ♪ -♪ Last Spring ♪

♪ Shake your hand ♪

♪ Say hi, long ago, long ago ♪

♪ Spring ♪

♪ I can't stop you ♪

♪ I can rock too ♪

♪ I've been back there and I can, I got to ♪

♪ But I got to know ♪

♪ Are we still friends? ♪

♪ Can we be friends? ♪

♪ Are we still friends? ♪

♪ Can we be friends? ♪

♪ Are we still friends? ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Friends, friends ♪

♪ Friends, friends ♪

-♪ Ah ♪ -♪ Woo ♪