- Oprah Winfrey wants "Unfinished Business"
for her book of the month club.
- I could be like this with you forever.
You love me, don't you? - Of course I do.
But it's not that simple.
The best man is here.
I'ma get you over that broom if it kills me.
- Jordan's the best girlfriend you never had.
- What? [laughter]
- Why'd you really leave your girl at home this weekend?
- 'Cause I wanted to...
hang out with the guys.
- Mm-hmm.
- Gentlemen!
Welcome to paradise.
[people cheering]
- I just thought we had a connection back there.
- You know I read your book.
Brought back some wild memories.
- If Lance finds out what went down,
you better use your feet and run.
- Oh, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
[glass shattering]
A long, long time ago,
Mia slept with your best man.
You can hate me forever but not Mia.
She loves you so much.
- Candace, I'm so glad you could make it.
- Who was that? - Shelby, it's over.
[indistinct shouting]
- We have to live for today,
not for what could have been.
- Robyn, will you marry me?
- Yeah. [cheers and applause]
- It's been one crazy-ass, emotional weekend,
hasn't it?
[both scream]
[upbeat music]
- We need another one of these.
Lance Sullivan is retiring.
You get him to commit to you being
the author of his bio, ka-ching!
- Is it a boy or a girl?
- We wanted it to be a surprise.
- Ah, well, Harp's good for that.
- [laughs]
[people cheering]
- I wonder what would happen if, um,
you and I really gave it a shot.
Oh, hell no.
- [coughs] - Mia.
Cancer?
How long have you known? - About a year now.
Who's gonna be around for you, Q?
- I don't want to let you down, Mia.
- You are their godmother for a reason.
- I know that God has a plan.
[dramatic music]
This one is really hard to accept.
[indistinct chatter]
- Thank you, Lance. - Thank you.
[phone ringing]
- Fellas, Quentin's getting married.
Yeah, and, Harp, I want you to be my best man.
- [laughs]
[light music]
* *
Well, I did it.
Nearly a half a century old,
and I'm finally figuring it all out.
Does it really take that long?
Finding our place in the world,
achieving happiness...
[door clicks open]
- Mr. Stewart?
They're ready for you.
- It does.
* *
When I was younger,
I thought money was everything.
Good career, get married, nice crib, kids--
the dream, right?
But it's so much more complicated than that.
* *
Being in successful relationships--
marriages, friendships-- takes work.
None of us ever stop growing or evolving.
* *
[cheers and applause]
We buy into the "happily ever after" dream
and get married because the clock is ticking.
* *
We may get married because it's time.
* *
But how often do we meet our soul mate?
* *
Life doesn't always go the way we expect,
but somehow, if we're lucky,
we end up where we're supposed to.
* *
[whistling]
- I am so excited about our guest tonight.
From "The Real Housewives of Westchester"
and star of her upcoming reality series
"The Notorious She-L-B,"
please welcome the fabulous Shelby Taylor.
You look great, Shelby. How you been?
- Thank you. I've been great.
I mean, new show, new Notorious products.
I'm really excited. - Right.
Well, before we get to all that,
we've had an overwhelming response from fans
who all have one thing on their mind.
You know what it is?
- What is it?
- It is Quentin Spivey,
a major businessman from a major family.
He's a major playboy.
More importantly, he's your college buddy.
He's getting married.
- Is there a question?
- How do you feel about it?
- Well, Andy, as you--
- Shelby. - [laughs]
You are terrible.
As you noted, Quentin is a dear friend.
I mean, I'm happy for him.
- Are you?
I mean, some people seem to think
there's more to that relationship
than you're letting on. - What people?
I mean, where would anyone get such a thing?
- Well, earlier in the season, when the news broke,
you seemed pretty upset.
Let me remind you. - [scoffs]
- Watch.
[phone buzzing] - Oh.
Hey.
He what?
That son of a bi--
[chuckles]
Hold on.
Okay, get--okay, okay, stop, stop, stop.
[shouts indistinctly] Move!
Move, move, move! Okay, go--
[glass shattering]
Hold on. Hold on.
I'm getting in the car.
[tires squealing]
Who the [bleep] is she?
You gotta be [bleep] kidding me.
Oh, this mo--oh, [bleep].
- * Won't you bring that heat *
- Oh, oh! [horn honks]
Oh, stop, stop!
Ahh! Taxi!
Ahh! [bleep].
- * Got a second for free *
- [screaming] Get out! Get out!
[glass shattering]
Are you [bleep] kidding me?
[all shouting indistinctly]
What the [bleep]?
- Oh, shit! - [bleep]! Are you kidding me?
What is wrong with you? I [bleep] hate you!
- Security!
- I hate you! I hate you! - Ahh!
I hate you! - Ahh!
Stop! - Cut!
Cut the [bleep] camera--
[audience murmuring]
And?
- Shelby, that's pretty strong stuff.
I mean, it seems like the rantings
of a scorned lover, no?
- [laughs]
Andy, now why you gotta get messy?
- Because I am messy.
- [laughs] Don't even go there.
Quentin and I are friends.
- So you're happy for Quentin and his beautiful bride-to-be?
- I don't even know who she is.
- Okay, well, I'm gonna up the shady.
Let me introduce you.
- Oh.
[upbeat music playing]
- Xiomara Amani--
or as she is more affectionately known
as the Unicorn
for her multi-hyphenate identity.
Once an influencer,
Xio is a singer, songwriter, performer,
actress, spokesmodel, and businesswoman
who has apparently found the love of her life.
* *
- [chuckles, clears throat]
[upbeat music]
* *
- [muttering indistinctly]
* *
[phone buzzing]
* *
I'm working on it, Stan.
- Harpy, are you sitting down?
- Yes. - Liar.
I know you. You're at that
ergonomically correct standing desk.
Anyway, listen. I have got exciting news.
Hollywood has come a-calling.
They want to make "Unfinished Business"
into a movie.
- Wait. My--my first novel?
- Oh, it is the gift
that keeps on giving. - But--
- Now, don't question it, my friend.
Accept it.
Hollywood is obsessed with sequels,
so think about this:
"Unfinished Business."
"New Business."
"Back to Business."
"Open for Business."
How about that one? [chuckles]
I mean, this is what you've been waiting for!
- It is?
- It's a brand-new revenue stream.
You're always talking about generational wealth.
This is a way to get it.
* *
- [sighs]
- Mm-hmm, I'll do the drum
and the skate from the last time.
Yeah. Thursday's perfect.
Okay. Okay, bye.
- Hi, baby. Yes, yes, yes. - Hey, baby.
- Hey, aren't we supposed to be having dinner
with Murch and Candace tonight?
- Yeah. I'm ready.
Wow, sometimes I wish I had done a frozen meal line.
3,000 weekly subscribers is a lot.
- Wow. This is really taking off.
I'm proud of you, baby. - Thank you, baby.
- I still think you could use a little bit of help, though.
- I can handle it. - No, no. I know.
I know, but with Mia and the business,
I just think an extra pair of hands--
- So tell me about this movie.
- [sighs] I don't know, Rob.
I want to be taken more seriously as an artist.
The stuff I've been putting out is...
- Successful. Lauded by millions.
- Fluffy. Trite.
At least that's what the critics say.
- To hell with the critics.
- Well, sometimes I agree.
I need to push myself.
Strive for better.
- Harper, you're in a good place.
Lance's bio wasn't trite,
and the Bumper G series is very lucrative.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
- So you think I should do the movie?
- Well, that book caused a lot of drama.
Maybe you should do a temperature check
with your peeps first. - Yes.
Agreed. - And you know where to start.
- [sighs] L-Boogie.
- You said I could have it!
You've been using it forever. - It's been five minutes.
- Girl, I am already naked on the beach.
I swear I can't wait for Q's wedding.
[groans] Every day, you know,
it's just the same thing.
Cooking, cleaning,
prospective student interviews, tours.
A bitch needs a change of scenery.
[laughs]
We barely made it here tonight.
- Where's Julian?
- Oh, circling the block shamelessly
looking for a parking spot.
- Oh, Harper has some good news.
They're making "Unfinished Business"
into a movie.
- Oh, wow. The Bumper G one?
- Uh, no. My first novel.
- Oh. Oh--oh.
- What? - No. That's cool.
I'm just saying I'm glad that no one was around
chronicling my college exploits, as--
- Like when you were a stripper?
- Um, you know, remember I told you
that was a very small part
of Mommy's undergraduate experience?
- What's a stripper?
- I'll explain later.
- [sighs] [laughter]
Oh, God. Anyways, where was I?
Yes, yes. You know what?
It'll be good to share some good news with your boy,
'cause, you know, he is still tripping.
- Over the best man thing? - Mm-hmm.
- I have known Quentin since we've been in ninth grade.
It's nothing personal.
He loves Murch. - I know that.
He knows that too.
He's just--he's overworked.
You know, we're opening two new schools.
- That's right. - It's a lot.
- Yeah. - It's a lot.
- Congratulations on that honor.
Yes. What was it called? - Oh.
- The Black Smart Educated--
there are a lot of adjectives.
- [laughs] Progressive...
both: Black Educators...
- Of the Year Award. - Of the Year Award.
Yes. - Yep.
Um, Julian, he wants-- he wants me
to accept on behalf of both of us,
which is crazy, but anyways, um,
maybe just not mention this whole best man thing, you know?
You know, my man is very sensitive,
and, you know, I don't-- - Hey. Oh.
- Ah, hey! both: Hey!
- Julian. - I'm sorry for the delay.
- What's up, my man?
How you doing? - I'm good.
- Julian, you look great. - Hi. Thank you.
- My man. - Oh.
Okay, no. Okay. - You do!
- You don't have to walk on eggshells
about the whole best man thing, okay?
- Nobody's doing--
- You are indeed.
I am fine. - Sit down. Sit down.
- [mouthing words] - I'm fine.
Oh.
Valet parking just took our drinks,
appetizers, and desserts.
- Okay, well, Mama's gonna need a drink, so...
- Well...
What? This wedding trip is really expensive.
Room and airfare are covered,
but babysitters and the resort wear alone--
our travel budget for the year is blown.
- Honestly, it's just, after all of our family vacations,
you know, with the corn dogs and height requirements,
we're actually really looking forward
to some husband-and-wife time.
- Yes we are. - Aren't we?
Right, honey? - We are, my love.
- Are you two gonna have sex?
- Wow. - Are you?
- [mouths word] - Stop.
- What's sex?
- Um... - Mm-hmm.
- It's like a really yummy dessert.
- Ooh, then can I have sex?
- Okay. I'm gonna have a drink as well.
It's-- - Sex sounds great.
* *
- Well, you put yourself in that position.
- No. Andy fucking Cohen.
I can't with him.
Where is the wedding?
- Mm. - Oh, God. Come on.
What is the big deal?
I'm not going.
- You're not invited. - Fine.
I just thought you might want to bring a friend along
for companionship, since you are single.
Again.
- Nice try, but I need solitude
on this vacation, okay?
It's time for a reset.
Brian was great.
We just didn't have that forever thing,
and I don't know.
My heart wasn't in it like that.
- I'm sorry, J.
So who's next?
- Nobody is next.
I don't need a man right now. I'm good.
I'm gonna pool hard, beach hard, spa real hard,
and I'm probably gonna have to do some work.
- [sighs]
- Listen, ratings have been tenuous,
and when the going gets rough in corporate America,
a Black woman in a C suite--
- Oh, God. Bleh, bleh, bleh. Stop!
I need you to get out of your head for once.
Loosen up.
Be spontaneous.
- I am spontaneous.
I am not that anal.
- Anal would be an improvement.
- Okay. Well, whatever.
The point is, between work and spending time
with the Sullivan kids, I'm good.
I'm great.
- Well, since you have made that
your new part-time job,
how are Lance and the kids doing anyway?
- Mm.
- So is this like an intervention?
- Oh, no, it is an intervention, all right?
He canceled lunch on me five times.
- Oh, no, not Lance. - Five times.
- What do you think it is, alcohol?
Cocaine. Cocaine?
- What? No, no.
He's knee-deep in ass.
- Oh. Yeah, that tracks.
People cope with grief differently.
So he doesn't know about the movie?
- Uh-uh.
- Are you writing the screenplay?
Who's playing me?
- It hasn't gotten that far yet, Murch.
- Well, you should write it, 'cause nobody knows us
better than you do, Harp.
Also, I'm not that same neurotic, henpecked guy
I used to be in the first novel.
I'm that dude now.
- What do you mean, "that dude"?
- Well, you know.
I'm thatdude.
That's what the kids say. They say it all the time.
Like, "That's that dude," so...
- That's that--okay, well-- - You know.
- Well, "that dude" or not, I'm gonna tell everybody.
I can't have folks feeling blindsided.
I want everyone's blessing this time around.
- That's very mature, Harp.
- Thank you very much. - Yeah. You're welcome.
So how much is my blessing worth to you, best man?
[funky music]
- Are you serious?
- Step aside, and it's yours.
- Murch, it's not up to me.
- Here's what I'm proposing--
- Oh.
Oy. Ha.
Ha!
[clears throat] What's up, Lance?
I would hug you but not with that on the loose.
- Oh, yeah. My bad.
Come on in, y'all.
- You look terrible, Lance.
I mean, hey, are you feeling okay?
- * Rack city, bitch, rack, rack city, bitch *
- Hello. both: Hi.
- I'm Julian, and this is--this is Harper.
- Cool.
You come to join the party?
- * Look at the paint on the car *
- The party? [laughs]
I--um, we're friends of-- how do you know Lance?
- Ladies, could you guys give us a few?
- * Get it in the morning like Alonzo *
* Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho *
- I like the little one. He cute.
- * Don't get bapped *
- Masseuses.
What?
They help me relax.
- Lance, they look like they were built in a factory.
- They probably were.
- Look, L, I can understand how losing Mia
and retiring all at once-- it's a lot...
- Mm-hmm. - But you can't do this.
You can't hole yourself up like this.
It's not the answer.
- Yeah, but I can't go home, Harp.
She's everywhere.
She's in the clothes.
She's in the furniture,
the kids' faces.
It still hurts.
- Mia's gonna always be with you,
but...she would not be happy
with this kind of-- this activity.
- Oh, you think I feel good about this?
I'm ashamed.
Well, until they start throwing that ass back on me.
Twerking and clapping and clapping and twerking...
[sighs] I lose control.
- That's when you lose control?
- And then they got these magic mouths, right?
They put these Pop Rocks-- - Okay, okay, okay.
I think we--
- Thank God you got the vasectomy.
- Right?
Lance, you didn't-- - Okay, look, I strap up.
Okay, most of the time, I strap up.
80% of the time.
70?
75-- 75% of the time, I strap up.
- Gonorrhea. Syphilis. Herpes.
- HPV. AIDS.
- I know, I know.
But Mia was my rock.
How am I supposed to replace that?
- Not by getting your dick massaged by them.
- Lance, just baby steps.
You know, start dating.
- No, no, no.
I don't want anybody else.
I don't ever want to care that much again.
- Okay, I feel you on that,
but you need a change of scenery,
so come with us to Quentin's wedding.
- Yes, yes.
Be surrounded by people
that love you and loved Mia.
It's guaranteed to put a smile on your face.
- Maybe.
- Okay, okay.
Great.
And then if the time is right, you know,
I can update you on a couple of things.
- No. Tell him now. No time like the present.
- Or the future.
The future's cool.
You know, we can all have a big best man meeting
and chop it up, okay?
- Okay, okay. I like that. I like that.
But I do have a question for the best man.
- What's up? - Yeah, go--
- Okay.
- Did you fuck the Unicorn?
* *
- Not even in my dreams.
- You're a better man than me.
- Me too.
What do you think they're doing back there?
- Whoo!
- * Well, I don't really care what people say *
* I don't really watch what dem waan do *
* Got a lot of damsel in my bed *
* To run that re-ed *
* Well, enough, likkle girl *
* Dem bought they own, dem got di goody goody *
* One ting mi haffi tell dem Dutty got di woody woody *
[indistinct chatter]
- But I'm telling you.
Oh, it's so hot, but this weekend,
it's gonna be nothing but sun, spirit,
and tantric sex.
You know that means you gotta hold it?
- Between you and I, do you think
Harper seems a little nonchalant
about his best man duties? - What?
Wait. Did you hear what I just said?
Baby, you have to hold it. - Yeah, yeah. Hold it.
Yeah. Just give me--I'll hold it.
I'll--whatever you want.
- We've never tried that.
[laughter]
- Welcome to San Pierre.
- Well, thank you.
I'm glad to be here.
- * Well, I don't really care what people say *
* I don't really watch what dem waan do *
* Still I got to stick to my girls like glue *
* And I man nah play number two *
* All I know the time it is getting dread *
* Need a lot of trees up in my head *
* Got a little damsel in my bed *
* To run that re-ed *
* Some guy a live dem life and dem nuh really waan check it *
* Dem have nuh girl, nuh wife, nuh woman, dem nah select it *
- Well, will you look at that?
- [laughs]
The Spivey Grand. - Ooh, gorgeous.
- Right? - This is fabulous.
- I heard that. - We're on vacation, aren't we?
- Greetings, everyone.
Welcome to paradise.
- Hey. - Oh, wow.
She glides. Look at her.
[dreamy music]
* *
- [sighs] - Ooh!
- Beautiful. - So glad y'all could make it.
- Oh! - And Harp, my main man.
It's so good to see you, man. - Congrats.
Congrats, man.
- It is my great pleasure to introduce you
to the love of my eternal life,
Xiomara Amani.
all: Hi, Xiomara! [laughter]
- I mean, the pleasure is all mine.
I've heard so much about all of you.
- Well, your reputation precedes you.
- My reputation?
[chuckles] What reputation?
- Oh, I'm just-- you're, uh, famous.
That's all. - So you think you know me?
- No, no, no.
I mean, we all know you.
- I recognize you. - I've seen some movies.
- I would never presume to know anything about you
until I've actually met you. - Guys.
- Me either. - This is--
- Harper, apologize.
- I mean, I'm not saying I know you, know you.
Like, I'm--okay.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. - Mm-hmm.
- I'm sorry, Xiomara.
- I'm just fucking with you, Harper.
[laughter]
- Oh!
- Oh, my God.
[laughs] - Oh, God.
- She had you too! - You are so bad!
- Boop-boop! - Give her her Oscar right now.
She had the best man all off-kilter, like...
- I wasn't so off-kilter. Just a little.
- You must be Murch and Candace.
- Yes. Candace.
- The Progressive Black Educators of the Year
are here.
Thank you for your service. - Wow.
- Thank you, and you're welcome?
Is that what we say? - That's right.
- You know, I speak at about four schools a year.
Such a noble profession.
Asé. - [coughing]
Sorry. - You all right?
- Ooh, that sage. It's pungent.
Um, I may have an allergy, actually.
- Oh, no! That's nonsense.
Nobody's allergic to sage.
Don't be ridiculous. She's so funny.
[laughter] - Right?
Isn't she great? - Yeah.
- I'm choking. - Oh, baby,
I'll get some water. I'll get water.
Get water. - Wow. Wow.
This setting is amazing. - Yeah. Beautiful.
- It is--the vibes are so good. - Yeah. Good vibes.
- Oh, God. - Congratulations.
- Hear, hear.
It means so much to have you all here
to celebrate the union of Qu'iomara.
- Say--say what now?
- Qu'iomara.
That's adorable.
- Is it? - Right?
- Absolutely.
Harper, if I may?
- No, no. - If I--babe--okay.
Here we go. Listen. Okay. - All right.
Uh...[laughs]
He is but a man.
She a queen beyond the star'ras.
Couples near and far
bow down to the union of Qu'iomara.
[mystical music]
- [whispering] Oh, my God.
That is so beautiful.
- [laughs] It's my pleasure.
It's just something that the best man would do.
- Hey. - [clears throat]
- So where's the handsome football star?
- Yeah. Where's Lance?
- [moaning]
Oh, nah stop now.
Nah stop. Nah stop.
- Oh, he's coming.
Soon. - Yep.
Any second now.
- Looks like we need some rum punches over here.
all: Oh!
- Yeah. - What's up?
- Everyone, this is Jasmine.
She will be your facilitator
while you're here on the island.
- Yes. - Anything you need,
she will be happy to provide.
- With pleasure.
Now, get settled in, review your itineraries,
and we'll see you soon.
- Excellent. - Welcome to San Pierre.
- Thank you. - Thank you, Jasmine.
- Of course. - To Quentin and Xiomara.
[all cheering]
- * Lay you down easy *
* La-la-la-la-la-la, lay you down easy *
* Ey, yeah *
* So love, I'm trying to lay you down easy *
- [sighs]
Mm.
- * La-la-la-la-la-la, lay you down easy *
- Qu'iomara?
- They're in love. It's so cute.
- I have never seen Q act like this,
and then all that sage shit?
It's still in my nostrils, you know.
No, and then Murch with all this best man bullshit.
What kind of friend would I be
if I refused to be Quentin's best man?
Y'all don't know him how I do,
but he--
he seems...different.
- New love is intoxicating.
Be happy for him.
- I'm trying to be, but this is some weird shit.
The Q I knew would've had jokes.
Lots of jokes.
- I don't find anything funny.
Do you?
[seductive music]
- Oh, shit.
* *
Does that taste as good as it looks?
- Why don't you come over here and find out?
* *
[sighs]
[moans]
- Do you see this place?
It is fantastic.
Look at it!
- Nice view, but the décor--ugh.
- Oh, my God, it is beautiful,
and it's classy.
It's totally upscale.
Please don't hate, and I'm not even supposed to
be on here with you like that. - Whatever.
Is that supposed to be your "don't fuck me" outfit?
'Cause it's missing the "don't."
- Well, I want you to see all of it,
and by the way, I need you to stop
with all the check-ins, okay? - Okay.
Well, I'm just trying to keep you honest with yourself.
- I'm very honest with myself
and honestly tired of you calling me.
Goodbye. - Bye--
- Jeez.
[phone buzzing]
Ugh.
Hi. This is Jordan.
Yeah. Sure.
Patch me in.
[light music]
Mm-hmm.
* *
Uh, no problem.
- And we put you in our luxury villa
with a spectacular ocean view.
There's an informal gathering at the private pool
and a groomsman meeting following--
seems like you have some admirers.
* *
- Guess y'all get football here.
- We watch American football. Yes.
- American football?
- Forgive me, Mr. Sullivan.
Where I come from, we don't use our hands
in the true version of football.
- The true version.
That's cute. True version?
Football is the number one sport in the world, sweetheart.
- Right.
That explains the World Cup.
Enjoy your stay.
If you need anything, my name is Jasmine.
* *
- Thank you.
- My pleasure, Mr. Sullivan.
- A movie? - Yeah.
- That is amazing. That's fantastic.
- I guess it's a great opportunity, right?
- Yes, of course.
It's an ode to the '90s.
Our carefree college days on full display.
I love it. - I don't know.
Seeing my work on the big screen
for everybody else's interpretation,
it's kinda scary.
Plus, you know what they say.
The book's always better than the movie.
- Well, in success, you get to dictate the rules
or make enough money where you just don't give a fuck.
- I think I'll always care what other people think, so...
- Oh, Harper, stop it.
You're just being a sensitive artist.
- [laughs]
- You know, I'm gonna have to read the book again,
because I remember that Kendall character.
- Mm-hmm. - She was a little intense.
- Intense?
- "Driven by her unflinching ambitions."
I'm pretty sure you wrote that.
- That was you back in the day.
- I'm just saying that Black women
are always judged for being direct and ambitious.
I deal with this shit every day,
so if you're gonna represent us,
I want you to represent us properly.
- Well, I want that.
That's one of my main concerns.
- So what did Robyn think about this jaunt down memory lane?
- She's the one who encouraged full disclosure.
- Good. - So she's cool.
- Smart lady. What about Lance?
You know you're gonna have to give him time
to wrap his mind around all of this.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.
I'm just trying to find the right time--
it's actually Murch.
Murch is the one who's holding his blessing hostage
until he's made best man.
- Are you kidding me? - Uh-uh.
- Give it to him.
We're in the middle of a train wreck.
Do you not see this chaos?
What is going on with Q?
- Thank you.
I thought I was the only one who noticed.
[laughter, indistinct chatter]
- No, seriously, what is he thinking?
- Hey. What's up, guys? - Oh!
- Yeah!
[indistinct chatter]
- That was weird.
- Is your room great? - My room is fabulous.
- Good, good, good. You guys are coming, right?
- Oh, yeah. Do you want to come join us?
- I'm gonna come.
I just need to make one phone call,
and I will be right there.
- One call or three? You know the sun sets at 6:30.
- Okay, Harper. - Okay.
- Hey, Harper? - Yes?
- Do you know who I want to play me?
- Who? - Beyoncé.
Get your coins together, brother.
- [scoffs] Bye. - [laughs]
- I should call Mom and check on Mia.
Wow, it's so beautiful here.
Listen to the wind.
I wish every day were like this.
Let your spirit guide you. I want more.
I need to see more than this resort.
Calm breaths. Inhale. [inhales deeply]
Exhale. [exhales heavily]
I am one with Mother Earth.
No work. Listen to your spirit.
Be here now.
[calming music]
* *
What happened to all that relaxing you were gonna do?
- [sighs] I know.
I'm just--I'm trying to figure out this acceptance speech.
I mean, what do I say that's, like, I don't know,
worthy of all this?
- Well, I'm gonna go on a beach walk
while the groomsmen are in their meeting.
Want to join?
- Uh, no. Thank you, baby.
I'm good, though. Have fun.
- Okay. I'll see you later.
- We need to go through the slate
before we can determine what the budgets are gonna be.
Kind of step one.
Oh, bye, gorgeous.
Yeah. No, no. Sorry. Not you.
That was Harper's wife, Robyn.
- I beg your pardon, ma'am. - Hold on, sweetie.
One second.
Hi. - Sorry.
We're out of the swordfish.
- What do you mean you're out of the swordfish?
It's the special.
How can you be out of the special this early?
I'm so sorry, but you don't understand.
I'm actually a guest of the owner
of the whole establishment.
You need to go back in the kitchen, talk to a manager,
and find a piece of fish, or go fishing.
Yeah. Sorry.
- Excuse me. - Uh-huh.
- Did you say swordfish? - I did.
- I think I got the last piece. - Okay.
- I tend to go straight to the fish on the menu,
but if they're out, you're more than welcome to it.
- I'm so sorry, but I am fine.
- Indeed you are. Model fine.
[both laugh]
- I'm sorry. What did you say?
- I'm Will.
- Hi, Will.
- I hate to see a beautiful sister
upset about a piece of fish.
Perhaps this is the universe offering you
an unexpected opportunity via a handsome stranger.
- Well, thank you, universe.
I don't need your fish.
- Well, it's not mine until I bite it.
[playful music]
- [chuckles] Okay, well--
- Going once.
Going twice.
- Excuse me. Stop it.
Excuse me, I'm gonna take the snapper.
- Snapper? - Yes.
- Mmm. Mmm-mmm-mmm.
- * Occasional love *
- Oh, man.
I done been with some badass babes,
but the Unicorn, nigga? Whoo!
- Yeah, so how did y'all meet again?
- It was business, right?
A photo shoot for one of the brands you manage.
- My man Murch always on point.
Yeah, well, she was having a little issue with her wardrobe,
so they sent me in to talk to her.
- And the Q charm did the rest.
- Hell no. Bitch cursed me out.
[laughter]
It was like she was waiting for somebody
to kiss her ass, which I wasn't gonna do,
until I saw it in that thong.
[laughter]
- Then the nigga puckered up. Pucker up!
- Baby girl asked for my number on the DL,
and we've been talking ever since.
- And smashing ever since.
[laughter] - Of course.
- Oh, yeah, but it's beautiful, man.
It's really beautiful.
I'm thinking about settling down, having some kids,
and leave a legacy behind that's not just about
real estate or luxury resorts and shit, you know?
- Wow.
- Q, are you-- look, are you sure?
- You have to be supportive, Harper.
As the best man, that's your job, right?
- Oh, I know my job, Murch. - All right. Relax.
It's a little aggressive. [laughs] You know?
I'm just here to help.
In fact, you know, I have secured
for the occasion...
* Edibles *
- Damn, Murch.
- I have a local connect. - I certainly hope so.
- What a lovely gesture, my brother, but unfortunately,
I don't fuck with weed no more.
- Get out of here. [laughter]
Okay, sure. Yeah. - Okay.
- Seriously.
- Wait, what? Since when?
- Xiomara got me on this new-new shit, you know?
Love my body, my temple, you know, the way she does.
[peaceful music]
But y'all enjoy yourselves, man, go.
I'm good.
- Sure hope they have a return policy.
- Before you do that, hold on.
Some of these locals need some practice.
- Okay. - [laughs]
- Uh, Lance, can I holler at you right quick?
- Yeah, what's on your mind, Harp?
- Um-- - Another one bites the dust!
- Dad, you made it.
- Aw, congratulations again, Quentin.
- Good to see you again, Mr. Spivey.
- Harper. - Yes.
- You're bald.
How's that baby?
- Uh, growing. Getting bigger and bigger.
- Well, don't let her get fat.
Fat girls don't stand a chance--
unless they're smart, and even then...
- Thank you. Uh, that's encouraging.
- Now, you're still...
writing? - Writing. Yes, I am.
Even got a couple of best sellers under my belt.
Maybe some screenplays.
[upbeat music]
Like for movies?
- Hey, how are you, sir?
- Oh, good. - Good.
- Appleton. Straight.
Three cubes and keep 'em coming.
- No, Dad. Dad, this is Julian.
Murch. My roommate from college.
- Oh. - Best friend?
- Yes. I remember now.
You used to date that shrew from the TV.
Good thing you got rid of her. - Yeah.
- Your balls would have been in a vise.
You married a stripper, right?
- Well, she was working her way through college,
and we connected through Audre Lorde,
and we have two children now--
- Mr. Sullivan.
Gridiron star.
Listen, life kicks us in the balls sometimes.
- Right. - How you coping?
- Pussy, sir.
Lots of pussy.
- [laughs]
That's as good a vise as any.
Quentin.
- Yes.
- I had my lawyers look at the contract
that Xiomara's people sent over.
We are very close.
- We have to do this now?
- Son, you're taking over the family business.
If your fiancée is to be the face
of Spivey Properties Worldwide,
there's no time like the present.
There's a legacy here.
Build on it. - Yes, sir.
- Now, where is that bartender with my pirate j--
ah, there he is!
Come on, now. - You all right?
- Yes, sir. Coming right up.
- This is a lot of cannabis.
- * Baby *
* My sweet baby *
* I'm longing to hold you in my arms *
* Won't you come home *
* Won't you come home, baby *
* Won't you come home *
* Won't you come home, baby *
* Won't you come home *
- Please take this to the [indistinct].
Debone that fish. We gonna serve it right away.
Be careful with that corn.
So we gonna talk about tonight's menu.
We gonna do the lobster,
the shrimp-stuffed plantains, cassava.
Oh. Hi. - Hi. I'm sorry.
I just--it smelled so good, I couldn't help but come over.
- Don't apologize. Come in.
What's your name? - I'm Robyn.
- Robyn. You're very pretty.
- Oh. - I'm Savannah.
- How long have you had this stand?
- 20 years now.
I never seem to get tired of it.
Sharing my cooking with people from all around the world
is healing for me.
Come. Try.
- What is it? - It's love.
- Oh.
Love.
[steel drum music]
* *
Mmm. - Mm-hmm.
- Oh, my God.
That is love. [both laugh]
- You always said the right woman
would come along and change my life.
- I did, I did, but, uh,
are you sure you're not rushing into this?
This is all-- it's kinda sudden.
- I don't know.
I look around, and I see how happy you and Murch are
and how happy Lance was.
You know, when Mia died, I was fucked up.
Couldn't shake the feeling that, you know,
I could spend the rest of my life alone, and...
I didn't like that.
And then Xio came along right when I needed her the most
and like a gift from heaven or something, man.
- Yeah. Well, she is the Unicorn.
- Yeah, she is.
I needed a partner, Harp.
She elevates me.
- And the family brand.
- [laughs] - I mean, I'm just saying.
- Don't get it twisted. I mean...
marrying a global superstar
does come with some benefits, but I'm in love, nigga.
- Well, shit. Then I'm happy for you.
Congratulations, man. - Thank you, baby.
Congrats to your ass too, nigga.
You doing movies and shit.
- I'm trying to, you know, branch out.
- Yeah. You talk to Lance yet? - I'm gonna. I'm gonna.
I'm just waiting for a time when he's not as distracted.
- Don't linger on that shit too long, you know.
For the record, I think he's gonna be cool with it.
- Yeah?
- We grown now, doing adult things.
You know, I'm getting married,
taking on the family business, moving to Tibet.
Shit changes, like--
- Hold up. You said Tibet? - Yeah.
We're thinking about splitting our time
between there and Durango.
You ever been?
- No--no. - I'm talking about serenity.
- Hey.
Well, what are you dudes out here talking about, huh?
- He's moving to Tibet.
- What? - And Colorado.
- How are you gonna avoid weed out there, man?
Wait. Is that Lance?
- * Whole lotta lovin' *
* And a whole lotta things to do *
- Oh, no. [people gasping]
This is not good.
- That fool done lost his damn mind.
- * Whole lotta lovin' *
* And a whole lotta pleasure to give *
- Whoo! Come on!
Who's getting in?
Let's get this party started!
Come on, now, the water's warm!
Bathing suits optional!
- * Me say ya kill me with ya bumble *
* And ya kill me with ya wine *
[camera shutter snapping]
- I'd say you're blocking the path,
but I'm distracted by the view.
- Did you just take a picture of me?
- Couldn't help it.
- You know that's an invasion of my privacy.
- My apologies.
Stressing you out is not my intention.
- Are you a photographer by trade?
- I dabble in a few different things.
Lately tech.
My buddies and I identified a need and filled it.
We go public in the new year.
- Well, good for you.
- Mm, thank you, but these past six months
have been intense stuff. I needed this break.
- [laughs] You're stressed out after six months?
Really? Wow.
- [laughs] Okay, okay. Let me guess.
You'd rather work 24/7, eat at your desk,
sleep with your cell phone, and maybe take Sundays off
to eat brunch with your girlfriends,
and you call that vacation.
- Uh, just for the record,
I don't sleep with my cell phone.
- Okay. Well, what do you sleep with?
- Definitely not strangers who take unsolicited photos.
- Ah. So your laptop.
- No. Not my laptop.
[both chuckle] - Okay.
Well, you enjoy your work-cation,
my beautiful sister.
I'll make sure I get this photo to you.
- Okay. - All right.
- Bye, chocolate.
[inhales sharply] Ooh.
* *
- Take care.
[sighs]
- Bye.
- Oh, hey. Uh, Jasmine, right?
- Right you are, Mr. Sullivan. - Yeah.
Look, sorry about the pool earlier.
I thought it was one of those clothing-optional resorts.
- Hmm. - It won't happen again.
- Have you ever been to San Pierre?
- No, I haven't.
- Then I encourage you to explore more.
My country has a lot to offer.
Perhaps you'll discover why your friends chose this
as their sacred destination.
- Maybe I will. - Excellent.
Dinner is at 8:00, and your villa is just around the bend.
In case you've gotten lost.
- Right. This--okay. - Mm-hmm.
- Thank you. - Sure.
* *
- He gave up weed, and he's moving to Tibet.
Who--who moves to Tibet?
- Honey, you should be happy for him.
- I want to, baby.
Honest to God, I want to, but this--it's like
this is an arranged marriage,
and I don't put it past Wellington.
- Let me get this straight-- so the man finds
the love of his life, gives up cannabis
for his own health, starts listening to his elders,
and you, the best man, have a problem with that?
- Yes, Murch.
Yes. Yes, I do. - Okay.
- It's Quentin we're talking about.
- Okay. All right.
- You know what, babe? - Yeah?
- You look so handsome. - Thanks, babe. Thanks.
I hope the happy couple notices.
- Oh, I'm glad that's what matters to you.
[mellow reggae music playing]
* *
- Ah, Mr. Sullivan.
[chuckles]
Smartly and appropriately dressed for dinner.
- Well, I'm glad I'm passing muster.
- [laughs] With flying colors.
- So is this, um--
this what you were talking about?
- Yes. Well, that is a sight.
We can take credit for some enhancements,
but the rest is God's work.
- Amen.
Amen.
Yeah, my wife, she would have, uh--
she would have loved this.
[sentimental music]
* *
- Of that, I have little doubt, Mr. Sullivan.
- Call me Lance.
I mean, no, you don't have to, but look.
I know you're just being respectful.
It's too formal.
I'm just Lance.
- Dinner is starting shortly, Mr.--
Mr. Lance.
* *
[indistinct chatter]
[laughter]
- The same excellent taste in women
that his father had. - Mm-hmm.
- I bet if we snuck off and went back
to the villa for an hour, no one would even notice.
[phone buzzing] - That's my weed connect.
I need to get our investment back.
One second. Hello?
Yes. Yes.
- You okay?
- I'm gonna get us some drinks. - Thank you, baby.
- Yeah. - Yes.
What's going on?
- Okay. - Hey. Where you going?
- I'm gonna get some drinks. You see the girls, right?
- Oh, yeah. Of course. - There they go.
[giggles]
[phone buzzing]
- Oh, hey, Jordan. Oh, my!
You look so pretty! - She looks gorgeous.
- I'm so sorry I'm late.
- Oh, no problem. - No, it's fine.
- [sighs]
- I gotta tell y'all about my experience today.
I met this chef. - Mm-hmm?
- She does all farm-to-table.
- Ooh! - And it was incredible.
I spent all afternoon laughing and eating
with her and her husband.
Oh, it was amazing.
They're actually catering here tonight.
- Ooh. - Oh, there she is.
I'm gonna go steal some recipes.
- Okay. - This one is always working.
- I know.
- You must have a return policy of some kind.
The seals haven't even been broken.
- L-Boogie. What's happening?
- Well, let's see, I had sex with the turndown lady,
a tourist--two tourists.
Limo driver.
- Damn, Lance.
- Harper, you the one that told me to come here.
- I know, but I didn't mean for--
read a book or go on a hike.
Go snorkeling. - Jet Ski. Golf.
- Rollerblade. Anything.
Okay.
Anyway, um, I've been meaning to speak to you.
Nothing's set in stone,
but I've been made an offer
to adapt "Unfinished Business"
into a movie.
- Okay. Okay.
Congrats, dog.
- Okay. Thanks. Thanks.
I'm taking it seriously, but I just
wanted to run it by everybody, you know,
so there weren't any surprises.
[glass clinking]
- Welcome again, everyone.
This is Spivey Property's eighth resort
in the Caribbean.
And what better way to christen it
than with the wedding of my son, Quentin,
and his beautiful fiancée,
the incomparable Xiomara Amani?
[cheers and applause]
- Xiomara, we are thrilled
to welcome you to the Spivey family.
- Thank you, Wellington. [chuckles]
- [laughs]
- I am...so elated.
I feel as though--oh.
Sorry.
- Blessings. Blessings.
Blessings.
- People try to make a big deal about...
Xiomara Amani the supermodel,
the multiple Grammy Award winner,
the Golden Globe winner, the Teen Choice Award winner,
the Tony Award winner, the BET Award...
- She's lying. I know she didn't win that.
- MTV. - MTV Award winner.
- For the movie. - The animation.
But really, Xio is just a girl from the South Side
of Chicago, via the Gold Coast, who fell in love with a boy
from Washington, D.C.
- Isn't that out of "Notting Hill"?
- A boy who enchanted me with his heart,
his serenity,
and his soulful eyes.
A boy who penetrated my soul
with his soul.
Asé.
[light applause]
- Definitely. - I love this woman.
[sighs]
We're really honored to have you guys here
to participate in the solidarity of our union
by watching us and our ring ceremony.
- Ring ceremony?
- You don't have the rings?
Some best man.
- Nigga, if you don't--
[soft melancholy music]
- And this is not the typical ring ceremony...
- I love you, Lance Sullivan.
- Since our love is forever and we are forever bonded,
we're going to have matching tattoo rings.
Mm. Thank you.
[indistinct chatter]
- Are we supposed to just sit here while they do this shit?
- You see? What did I tell you?
- Yeah, well, the wedding is in two days,
so we don't have a choice.
- Once those tattoo rings dry, there's no turning back.
- He's made his choice, Harper.
- This is not right.
I don't like this. This is not right.
- So he's trying to derail this wedding too, huh?
- What are you talking about?
- Quentin's always been a good judge of character,
as far as I'm concerned.
- Uh, well, respectfully, I don't think he's...
[scoffs] Uh, uh, thinking clearly.
- Well, maybe he isn't, but that's what happens
when you're in love with somebody.
That's what happens. - Okay. All right.
I'm just trying to look out for Q.
- Like you're looking out for all of us
with that movie adaptation, right?
- Lance, you--
nothing is finalized, and I wanted
to get everybody's blessing.
- Well, Mia's dead, so how you gonna do that?
[tense music]
- Okay. I'm sorry.
We don't have to talk about this now.
We can talk about this when you're ready.
- Well, I'm never gonna be ready for any of this shit.
Didn't want to come here and be reminded of everything I lost.
- Hey.
- Not to relive the fucking past.
You know, when's this gonna end for you, man?
- Lance, I don't know where this is--
- You know what? - [yelps]
- Shh.
- It's okay, baby.
- Well, this would not have happened on my best man watch.
Just saying. I'm just saying.
- Can you please stop? - What?
- All you do is, you just obsess about being best man.
- What? I'm not obsessed.
I'm--really, I'm fine.
- No, you are not.
You know, I can admit, yes,
I'm obsessed with saying the right thing
for this acceptance speech,
but do I let it run my life? No.
- Okay. - You have to stop,
or maybe you need to marry Q,
and y'all can call y'all selves Qu'urch.
- Or, you know, maybe... Qu'lian.
- So you've thought about it. Wow.
That's really fucking great.
- No, babe. I--babe, I was--hey!
I was--it was--hold--
- What in the hell is going on over here, Harper?
- I'm not even in that. I'm not in that.
- Dad, Dad, Dad, I'm sorry.
Let's just enjoy the rest of the ceremony.
This weekend will go without a hitch from here forward.
- Julian!
[Princess Nokia's "Diva"]
- No, no, no, no.
Are you s-- - I'm sorry.
Old habits.
What I meant to say is...
Hello, Quentin.
- * I feel like Beyoncé *
- Oh, shit.
- * I feel like Shakira *
* Lemonade, I'm juicy *
* Hips don't lie, Selena *
* Britney, Christina *
* Rest in peace, Aaliyah *
* I feel like a goddess, I feel like a diva *
* I'm a pop star, rock star, bad bitch *
* Go on, call me savage *
* I'm a top dog, win 'em all *
* Call the shots on God, do damage, yeah *
* Iconic, iconic, I got it *
* I flaunt it, yeah, that's me *
* Billboard, I'm charting *
* Top dollar, song credit, it's destiny *
* Yo, how the hell I get on *
* I was feeling like a queen takin' hits from a bong *
* I done went from underground go ahead of us all *
* Now I'm on the mainstream doing radio songs *
* And I look to all the queens that inspire me *
* Feeling like a higher me, feeling like Aaliyah, 1993 *
* I does this entirely and I know they proud of me *
* Channeling their energy, yeah *
* I feel like Beyoncé *
* I feel like Shakira *
* Lemonade, I'm juicy *
* Hips don't lie, Selena *
* Britney, Christina *
* Rest in peace, Aaliyah *
* I feel like *
- [giggles]