[DMX's "Ruff Ryders' Anthem"]
- * Uh *
* *
* Something new *
* Stop, drop *
* Shut 'em down, open up shop *
* Oh, no *
* That's how Ruff Ryders roll *
* Stop, drop *
* Shut 'em down, open up shop *
- Is he the comeback kid
or the comeback senior citizen?
At 48, can former New York Giants running back
Lance Sullivan do it again?
- Well, you know, it always feels good
to come back out here with the guys.
You know, camaraderie, smack-talking.
- Will you be in the starting lineup?
- That's gonna be up to the coach,
but I like my chances.
- Look, Lance Sullivan is 48 years old.
The kids that are playing football now,
they weren't even alive when Jodeci was around.
He's too long in the tooth.
And while I get it, you wanna revive your youth,
I understand that, but you're too old, dog.
You're too old.
Sit down, retire, and enjoy some Metamucil.
- I suggest people start putting some respect
on Lance Sullivan's name and his game.
The all-time leading rusher still has some gas in the tank.
- He might got that gas.
But you talk about gas in the tank
for, like, playing football?
[scoffs] Hell no.
- We've never seen anyone at 48 years old
play at a high level at his position,
not even at 38.
- Have you seen the practice footage?
This man looks like he has been dipped
into the fountain of youth
and also holy water.
- Kool-Aid is bad for your health.
Please stop drinking it.
- They at the retirement home right now
trying to figure out where he's at
'cause he missed bingo night.
- Can we at least give the brother a chance
before we pick him apart?
- Why don't you do something lucrative
that's safer than playing football,
like selling drugs?
- One thing about it though, it will be must-see TV,
you know, kind of like a traffic accident.
[door opens]
- LJ. - Dad!
Can you knock sometime?
- Oh, okay. So you a man now?
You in here doing man things, so now I gotta knock.
- Maybe. - [chuckles]
You right. You right.
And listen, you better be strapping up,
'cause I see how those cheerleaders
wait for you after the games.
- Dad, I handle my business.
- Of course you do. You're my son.
Well, listen, my news has a few of these companies circling
about some endorsements, right?
Thought I'd get you a pair of dope kicks
the wear to practice with me today.
- Oh.
Thanks, Pops.
- Yeah, it'd be good for you to come out there
and meet some of the players and coaches.
Take your game to the next level
and see how your old man used to do it.
- Dad, I can't come today. Remember, Jordan?
I've been shadowing her at the job for a few weeks.
- Oh, that's today? Do that another time.
- You told me not to flake on my commitments.
Besides, it's really important to me.
I'm learning a lot.
- Damn, you're right. You are right.
You're right, son. All right, well, look.
You make sure you tell Jordan
not to work my firstborn too hard.
You wanna save all that energy for the football field.
You got it? - Yes, sir.
- * All right * - * Okay *
* Okay *
- * All right * - * Okay *
* Okay *
- * I can't find my phone *
* I need Siri now *
* Tell me what's this song *
* I like how it sound *
- You see, Spivey Properties is about legacy,
and we're proud of that.
The pandemic tested that legacy,
and we're liquidating certain prime assets
to the right buyer.
Nevertheless, we're not a three-star operation
and this is not a yard sale, gentlemen.
- Quentin, we're interested in more
than Spivey Grand Manhattan.
We'd like to buy Spivey Properties
and keep you on to run it.
I think we have similar values.
We understand this is a respected family business,
and we're willing to make a competitive offer.
- I did leave Xiomara Amani at the altar.
You're gonna have to define "competitive."
Nigga, they came so correct.
I mean, Kennedy's children's children are going to be set.
- Congratulations. [chuckles]
Seems like upper management is your groove.
- Pops is finally letting the leash loose
and letting me run free. - Mm-hmm.
- I still gotta answer to him on a couple things,
but, you know, that's life.
How's yours, man? - Same old, same old.
You know, work, the girls, our vow renewals coming up.
- I told him to let me and Kellie
help design the save-the-date cards.
- Mm-hmm. - Yes, and I said maybe.
- Don't let her make you do something corny.
- Negro, I know you are not talking to me
with the tattooed middle finger.
- How dare you bring up something like that in public?
That was a dark time.
- [laughs] Look, listen. - The name.
- I'm just glad you moved on from there.
But that ayahuasca ceremony,
that created a monster in Candace.
I am a prisoner to botany--
plant medicines, plant journeys, hemp shirts.
- [chuckles] That'd make my back itch.
- [laughs] - It's supposed to be smoked.
It ain't supposed to be worn.
- Happy wife, happy life.
You know, sometimes it feels like we're two exhausted ships
barely passing in the night.
- Count your blessings,
'cause Shelby is killing a brother over here, man.
I can't keep up with her sex drive.
- What?
- When I first got married... - Right.
- I thought I was in heaven 'cause, you know, it's great.
- Right. - And then,
after we celebrated her 40th birthday
for the fifth damn time
and she quit the "Housewives" bullshit,
it's, like, nonstop now.
And I'm choking down Viagra like it's vitamins.
- Yeah, well, sounds tragic.
- Don't tell me you and Candace ain't getting it in, man.
- You know how sex in marriage is:
you know, side booty, perfunctory,
rarely special or hot.
- Yeah, well, that ain't been my experience.
- Look, you know, I don't wanna be
that dude that starts tripping
as soon as his wife starts pursuing her own goals,
but, you know, between the new academies
and, you know, me taking over for the girls
while Candace does her school thing,
I just--
I feel like I don't know where I fit in anymore.
- That's scary, not to fit into your own life.
Sound like you need some Murch time.
You know, you spend so much time being a daddy
and the rest of your time trying to save the damn world.
where's Murch?
What's your outlet? What's your hobby?
What makes you you?
You know? - Yeah.
- Oh, damn.
- What? - Shelby.
God, it's already 1:30?
Afternoon quickie.
For real.
- You guys are both disgusting.
I'm calling an Uber Black.
Bye, guys.
- Bye.
- [sighs]
God, I need the Viagra.
You got a blue pill?
- No.
And did you at least think any of it was fun?
- I mean, it was kind of fun. - None?
- Overdramatic. - For sure.
- Right. Oh, got it.
Got it. Come on.
- Thank you. - Come on.
Oh, um...
- This is mine.
- Oh, I'm sorry, but this is ours.
- I was here first.
- No, ma'am, we were here first.
- No, you weren't. - Yes, we were, ma'am.
- Decide, please. - Oh, okay.
Hey, ma'am, could you get your dog out of there, please?
- Don't you touch my dog.
- [barks] - I did not touch your dog.
- It's all right, Taffy. Don't be scared.
- Oh, Taffy is scared now?
Lady, will you give me a break?
- Let it go, man. I need my fare.
- I am your fare.
We are your fare.
- He's stealing my cab!
Is anyone gonna do something about it?
- Ma'am, no one is stealing anything.
I'm here with my kids. This is our taxi.
- Don't you come near me!
Don't you dare try and scare me!
- All right, so now I'm scaring you and the dog?
- Help! Help! Oh, thank God.
Officer. Officer. - Oh, my--oh, boy.
- What's going on, ma'am? - Officer--
- Hold on, sir. I'm talking to her.
- I'm trying to get home.
I was here first when that man right there
tried to put me out of my cab!
- That is not what happened.
- That is exactly what happened!
- Look, pal, she's all upset. It's just a cab.
There's thousands on every block.
- I'm upset.
And I understand that, but--
- Hey, man, you're making things worse.
- Are-- - Dad, please.
- [scoffs]
Okay. Okay.
[exhales sharply]
You're right, Officer. We'll catch another ride.
Come on.
We'll catch another ride.
- That's right. That's right.
- Let's go.
- Thank you for doing your job.
Oh, come on. Come on.
- Don't worry about it. - Let's go.
[keyboard keys clacking]
- [sniffs] Mmm.
- Shut up! - You shut up!
- But Dad did nothing.
- Dad versus a Karen. What was he supposed to do?
- I don't know. - Hey, guys, I can hear you.
Look, I think we should talk about this.
both: No!
- Look, he could have got his head blown off, stupid.
Move. - Shut up!
- You shut up! - No, no, no, no.
That is not how we communicate in this house!
[doors slam]
God, baby, what is happening? What is going on?
- I got into a little argument with a white lady over a cab.
- Okay, and?
- And, well, the cab clearly stopped for us.
And then the dog started barking.
- Wait, the dog? What dog?
- Then two cops showed up.
- God, the police?
- Nothing happened. It's fine.
- Well, it doesn't sound fine.
I mean, how were the girls?
How was Keisha? Should I give her something?
- No, no, she doesn't need her medication.
She breathed through it. We took a little walk, okay?
It was anxiety-producing,
but it's over, and we made it home alive.
- That's not funny. - I wasn't joking.
How's all this going?
- Look... [chuckles] I get it.
I understand that you're not fully on board with this yet,
but there are so many parents out there
who are looking for better ways to help their children
with stress and anxiety, just like we are.
Why not try something from the earth instead of a lab?
- Cocaine comes from the earth.
- Wow, that is not fair, and you know it.
- We finally found the right meds for Keisha.
Don't you think it's better
to stick with the devil that we know?
- You know what? You sound--
[sighs] You sound just like my advisor:
critical.
I finally found a dissertation topic
that I am passionate about.
And look.
It's a crime scene.
She hates the paper.
She doesn't believe in the topic or me.
- Okay, listen.
I doubt that she hates it,
and it doesn't mean that you're not a good writer.
Do you want my feedback?
It's always good to have an extra set of eyes.
- Right, because clearly my eyes aren't good enough.
Right? Nor my thoughts, nor my--
- Hey, I heard there's a pill for that.
It's called That's Bullshit,
and it's all-natural.
[laughter]
[phone chimes]
- [sighs]
It's her again.
- Okay, then.
Hang in there.
You got this, babe.
You're good.
- Ladies, how do you wanna show up to that next party,
that next business meeting,
in the bedroom with your man?
Well, if you don't wanna walk in basic,
you need these,
Notorious SHE-L-B LASH.
What the hell?
Oh, hell no.
Ugh. Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Kennedy, what is that filter you said takes ten years off?
- Botox.
- Henry, make me an appointment with Dr. Rogers for a touch-up.
Tell him I need a number three, the TV tune-up.
Excuse me, isn't that the bag
I said just last week that you couldn't get?
- Yeah. Bomb, right?
Q bought it.
You need Botox. I need Chanel.
- What you need is an ass-whupping.
- Boy, are you out of your damn mind?
- We're talking about generational wealth here, man.
- Generational wealth, my ass.
Do you think it was easy for a Black man
to build a real estate business in the 1960s?
My daddy didn't have a business to hand over to me.
I built Spivey Properties with these right here crusty hands.
- Matter of fact, what happened to your hand, Pop?
- Nothing. Pinched nerve.
- Spivey Properties, that's your legacy.
I just wanna contribute something to it.
I just wanna have my part in it.
Look, if you just look at the offer
before you reject it, Pop, it's--
- You are just trying to take the easy way out,
like you always do.
Instead of tearing something down, son,
build it up.
[somber music]
* *
[indistinct chatter]
- Hey, Dr. Temple?
Hey, you got a sec?
- Ah, Ms. Sparks, right? - Yeah.
Mrs. Sparks-Murchi-- it doesn't matter.
Yes, sir. - So what can I do for you?
- Well, I'm having some academic challenges
but not with your class.
[chuckles] Your class is amazing.
It's with my advisor and, you know,
my dissertation. - Okay.
- And, well, I'm writing about the exploration
of plant-based medicine versus traditional pharmaceuticals
when treating K-6 children
who have anxiety, ADHD, or other behavioral issues.
And, well, it's just, my advisor and I,
we just aren't seeing eye to eye, you know?
And I would just-- I would love your perspective,
especially while I'm in this early stage
of the writing process. - Ah, I see.
- It's very personal for me, actually.
My oldest daughter, Keisha, she suffers from anxiety.
- Well, you know, many children do.
Social media, failed leadership, and...
[blows raspberry] This pandemic
has got a lot of people on edge.
- I know, and exactly. That's it.
Particularly in education, you know?
Traditional remedies and classroom structures
have shifted, and, well, I think we have to shift as well.
- Fascinating topic.
However, I never like to give my opinion
without knowing the facts.
So let me read the paper and the notes,
and I'll get back to you.
- You will? You wanna read--
Yeah. Well, I got it. - Well, no.
Just email it. - Oh, of course.
Yes, I'll email it. Right.
Thank--thank you. Thank you.
Thank you, Dr. Temple! Thank you!
- I want segments that you don't see on every other show.
I mean, can't we just try...
[door slams] I don't know--
You know, I'm gonna have to call you back.
I have to yell at my husband. Okay, thanks.
- [sighs]
- Ah, Quentin,
why did you buy--
why did you buy Kennedy a Chanel bag?
- Well, hello, dear. How was your day?
What's the big deal?
- How is she gonna learn the value of money
if you keep handing her things?
- Do you know the value of money?
- We're not talking about me.
We're talking about a girl who has no idea
what a Chanel bag costs or the work it takes to buy one.
I mean, when I was her age, I was still on resold Gucci.
- Yeah, well, for your information,
I bought into her investment strategy.
- In the what, now? - Her investment strategy.
I mean, I had no idea
that Chanel maintained its value after it was purchased
in comparison to the other brands.
That's the next Mellody Hobson right there.
[camera shutter clicks]
- [laughs]
- What?
[camera shutter clicking]
- Oh, wow.
She played you worse than a full-priced Birkin.
Quentin, you can't be her friend all the time.
At some point, you are gonna have to parent her.
[camera shutter clicks]
- See, one of you is more than enough.
It won't happen again.
- Good morning. It's 4:00 a.m.
Currently, in Brooklyn, New York,
it's 68 degrees Fahrenheit with cloudy skies.
Today you can expect clouds and showers,
with a high of 69 degrees and a low of 59 degrees.
- You said you get up early.
Pistachio latte,
three shots, half-sweet, skim.
Did I get it right?
- It's perfect. No notes.
- Let's take a ride.
- No. Demetrius, I cannot do that.
I have a crazy morning. I have to get to work.
I have a marketing meeting,
a development slate to go over with my team.
I'm sorry. I can't.
- You have 56 free minutes.
I've calculated your day.
You don't do Peloton on Tuesdays.
That saves you 35 minutes.
You spend ten minutes at the coffee shop--
problem solved--
and another 11 to 12 at your desk
checking the market and morning emails,
which your assistant said she'd print out for you,
which leaves 56 minutes with which to come with me.
So... [car door clicks open]
What's good?
- Where are you taking me?
- Figured we'd watch the sunrise.
[soft music]
* *
- This is beautiful.
- [chuckles] - Thank you.
So you're coming on really strong, Demetrius.
What do you want?
I was madly in love with you,
and you broke my heart.
- I was 20 years old, Jordan.
I am sorry.
I understand it way more now than I did then.
Once you've been on the receiving end of heartbreak,
you get it.
- Your wife initiated the divorce?
- She wanted kids. I didn't.
She figured she could change my mind.
It became a thing.
- I understand that.
- Look, I'm at a place in my life
where I'm done playing games.
I've done it all, and...
I wanna do more, but...
I know I don't wanna do it alone.
- I just don't know if I can trust you.
- I know I fucked up, and I've always regretted that.
As for coming on strong,
I'm coming for what I want.
And I'm willing to work to earn your trust back.
I'd at least like to spend a couple more sunrises with you,
maybe even a sunset.
- So how's the new place?
- Oh, well, it's only been a month,
but I gotta say, it's starting to feel like home.
- Mm, I knew it. See that?
- [chuckles] I know. I know.
Harper did good. He did.
I mean, it is the Upper West Side, though.
And I do get the occasional white folks'
"oh, that's your house" looks.
I'm like, "Yeah, bitch, this my house. What?"
[laughter]
That's why keeping my kitchen in Harlem
helps keep this sanity, you know?
- Oh, girl. I feel like I'm losing mine.
You know, Dr. Temple's giving me feedback
on my dissertation today, and I am so nervous.
- Candace, that's fantastic.
Yeah, we gotta seek out and support each other.
You know I just switched to all Black vendors.
- Did you? - Yep.
I found this amazing herbalist
who grows all her own spices. - Uh-huh.
- I found this fish guy with connects in the Gulf Coast.
And then there's...
my new produce guy.
- Wait a minute.
Did your voice just drop a notch?
- Did it? - [scoffs]
Oh.
Now I see why she comes to the market twice a week.
- Thank you, ladies.
I'll see you next week, all right?
- Thank you. - Hello, Jaha.
- Well, hello, Robyn. How are you?
How you doing, sis? - Hi.
- Oh, I know you're here for the shiitakes, but I'm all out.
I got the delicious maitakes instead.
- Oh, no, Jaha. I needed shiitake.
- I know. I know.
And you know how much I love looking out for you.
I'm sorry, but I donated them to the night market.
- You donate to the night market?
- Yeah.
I'm just trying to keep up with you.
But I promise you those maitakes
are just as meaty and flavorful as the shiitakes.
- We love meaty and flavorful.
- Yeah. [laughs]
- Can I have a quarter pound of the spring onion?
- Yeah, absolutely.
All right. - [laughs]
- Hut!
- Hey, this ain't your daddy's NFL, Sullivan.
- Yeah, okay.
- Hut!
- * They put me in, so I'm going in *
* You play for fun, I'm playing to win *
* Back on the wall, I'm ready for war *
* If I beat 'em before, I could beat 'em again *
- Go! - What's up, 28?
- Maybe not, but your mama's still a fan.
- * Put me in the game *
[indistinct chatter, laughter]
- You better zip it and step up, Goodwin.
Sullivan's still the man around these parts.
- Yeah, a'ight.
- Equipment, let's get a muzzle for Goodwin.
- Yeah, look at this grown-ass man out here
acting like he's 25, man.
- He looks good out there.
- Yeah...shit.
Where's Harp at, man?
I thought he was coming through.
- Writer's mode.
You know how he gets when he's in the trenches.
We might not see him for months.
- Yeah.
He's trying to be taken seriously as a writer.
Motherfucker need to stay in this lane,
same as your boy Lance.
Did you tell Harp about that Karen shit?
- What is there to tell? White privilege wins again?
- Well, I know you got it recorded.
- I did not record it. - You didn't record it?
- How do you have the presence of mind
to whip out your phone in a moment like that?
Like, I'm supposed to TikTok
while I'm trying not to get shot?
- No, you gotta record it
in order for there to be some kind of accountability.
You put 'em on blast. Then you get 'em fired.
- Right.
- At least you got the badge numbers
of the cops, because that--
- Badge numbers? - Yeah.
- I--no. - Dude.
- I didn't do that either, no.
- Yeah, whatever, man. I know.
Racism is some weird shit.
We gonna be dealing with it forever.
- [groans]
I was so mad in the moment.
You know what I mean?
My mind was racing with a million different ways
to respond, and none of them were good solutions.
- I know a good solution.
I would've strangled their little ass.
- Really? - Yeah.
- [laughs] No, you would not.
- Or at least I would've kicked the dog, though.
The dog would be toothless like a mother--
- What y'all over here talking about?
- This cat and his little dealing with a Karen.
- Oh, you dealing with the Karens?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Man, let me tell you something, man.
I been in my neighborhood 15 years, right?
15. Gated community.
15 years.
Last year, neighbor moves in two doors down from me.
She gonna call the cops on me.
- What? - Yeah, man.
Luckily, they knew who I was 'cause I always make
regular donations to the policemen's association.
- Mm-hmm. - But yeah, man.
Then after all that,
she gonna ask me for an autograph for her parents.
- Come on. Did you give it to her?
- Yeah, I did. [laughter]
- Man! - Gotta keep the peace.
Gotta keep peace. - Business first, man.
- Wow.
- Just something we gotta carry right now.
- * Fuck the sidewalk *
* It's a runway *
* Fuck the sidewalk *
* It's a runway *
* Strut, strut, strut, strut *
- * Bitch, I walk that walk *
* Ain't nothing nice about this strut *
* Ain't polite about it *
* I'm like, "Ho, be nice for what?" *
* I make it look easy *
* Make a hater feel queasy *
* Leave 'em sick, I leave 'em shook *
* Honey, quick, observe the look *
- Holy shit.
- Your afternoon cappuccino.
- Well, thank you. - [chuckles]
- And do you wanna tell me what we have here
besides the most fabulous hottie-tottie Fendi?
- Well, before, I was just giving a little taste.
And now I'm leaning in.
- Okay, well, I see all that.
- And in case you were wondering
or haven't figured it out yet, I'm nonbinary.
My true pronouns are they/them. - Okay, mm.
- And I've been wanting to tell you for a while.
- Oh, sweetie.
Hi. Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
[laughter]
- [sighs] - Yeah.
- So...[chuckles]
Hoo, boy. - Mm-mm-mm.
- So, LJ, tell me this.
Did you just wake up this morning
and decide to put that on and walk outside just like that?
- I mean, sort of.
Why? You said I could wear what I want.
- No, you absolutely can. I'm proud of you.
You look great.
Does your dad know?
Look, I think your mom would've been completely supportive,
but you know your dad.
He can be a whole other "alpha male intolerant" story.
I don't know. I don't know.
Maybe I'm wrong. - No, you're not.
And no, I haven't figured out how to tell him yet.
- I can help you do that.
LJ, your father loves you,
and he needs to know this side of you.
I got you.
But enough of that for now.
I need you to slay this day, baby.
Let's go. Let's go.
[door clicks shut]
- Hey. What are you doing?
- Oh, look at this. Feedback from Dr. Temple.
A night-and-day difference.
He thinks that my paper makes a strong argument
and I should stick to my topic.
- So he's down with the whole plant-based approach
to education thing? - Yes.
I mean, he thinks it's worth exploring, for sure.
- Huh, that's awesome, babe. I'm really happy for you.
- And the icing on the cake:
he's coming to the fundraising dinner.
He just sent me a text confirming it.
- Wait, what? You invited him?
- It was spur-of-the-moment.
I didn't think he'd actually say yes.
- You sure a little dinner party at our house
is gonna be fancy enough for him?
- It will be after I finish prepping this house.
- Babe, you're really hiding Harper's books?
- Babe, you know I love Harper, and I love "Bumper G,"
but Dr. Temple, he is a premier intellect.
He needs to know that we are on his level.
Now, have you seen
our Smart, Black, and for the People award?
- I thought you put them in the basement.
- Thank God. I thought I threw it away.
- And then the son of a bitch
tries to sell the company out from under me!
- Hey, Quentin. Not a good time.
- Ms. Ursula, you don't leave
this kind of money sitting on the table.
You don't. - I know, baby.
But give him some time.
- Let's talk about this Chesapeake thing.
- Come here. Let me talk to you a minute.
Come over here. - [sighs]
- We can get all of those steps down to the water put in.
- I'm concerned about your daddy.
He's just not as sharp as he used to be.
- What are you talking about?
- He fell for the second time this week,
and I tried to get him a cane.
- So that's what happened to his hand.
- Mm-hmm, and not only that.
He accidentally paid me five times last month.
- What? - And he keeps forgetting
to put his fancy car in the garage.
Left it out all last week while it rained.
- The Aston Martin Vantage - Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
- He loves that car more than he loves me.
There's something wrong with him.
- And the separate two-car garages.
- I'm sorry we're gonna have
to rectify that overpayment, though.
- I can just keep it as a bonus.
- Break. all: Go!
- Hey, rook, take some notes.
- Go right. Go right.
Ready?
Hut!
- [grunts] - Ooh!
- Damn!
- Take that, comeback kid!
- Hey, yo, you want me to learn that, Sullivan?
Nah, I'm good.
- Damn. - That looked like it hurt.
- That's gonna leave a mark. - All right, old man.
- So the Chanel bag was a tote.
I put my AP and honors class books in there.
But this Hermès bag is a cross-body.
It's so much safer for when I take the subway.
- Yeah, but you said the subway was for poor people.
- What?
I never said that. That was Mom.
- Look, I'm not buying you nothing more expensive.
I'm tired of getting in trouble with your mom.
Stop trying to do that to me.
- I get it.
It's just that all the white girls at school have one
and not me.
And they started making fun of me about it,
but it's okay.
I get it.
[quirky music]
- All right. Well, fuck that.
Which color you like?
- This one's nice. [phone buzzing]
- See, I like the marigold.
It's your mom.
Hey. - Hey, babe.
What's this about your father falling
and messing up payroll?
- Yeah, that's what Ursula said.
- Oh, my God. Poor Grandpa.
[whispering] The orange one.
- This is terrible.
We need to figure out what's going on with him.
Meet me downstairs in the car in five minutes.
We're gonna go over there.
- Look, baby, that's not a good idea.
I don't-- - Oh, yeah?
Well, neither is buying your daughter an expensive-ass bag.
Don't act like I don't know.
* *
- Damn.
Did they hit like that back in 2013?
- [chuckles] No way.
- [groans]
- You good, fam?
- Yeah, I'll live.
Good shit, though.
- That was the shortest comeback
in NFL history, L-Boogie.
- Least you can't say I didn't try.
- Father time is undefeated.
Look, man, it's been great
having you around the young guys.
You know, they could really use a veteran presence.
- I appreciate it, Coach, but I'm just not that rah-rah guy.
Suiting up every day just to be a locker room presence?
Nah, I'm cool on that.
Still love the game, but it's just passed me by.
Maybe I should take up tennis or golf or something.
I don't know.
- Well, I have another proposal in mind.
[light music]
* *
- Dad has a concierge doctor,
a housekeeper,
a chef who's my cousin who works for him.
I mean, dude runs his own life.
If he wanted my help, he'd ask for it.
- Well, don't be afraid to have a hard conversation with him.
It's the same reason you can't say no to your teenage daughter
when she barely has a learner's permit and wants a $4,600 bag.
[knocking]
[sighs]
- What are you doing here?
I don't let traitors in my house.
- We were just in the neighborhood,
and we wanted to give you tickets
to Kennedy's school play.
Well, you can't have them unless you let us in.
And we know you don't have a pinched nerve, Dad.
You fell, twice.
- Come back...without him.
[door slams]
- Wow.
Okay. Well, don't you have a spare key?
- No.
But I know where one is.
[mischievous music]
* *
I knew that key would be there.
* *
- What the hell are y'all doing in here?
- Mmm!
Oh, my God. [chuckles]
Girl, these mushroom tarts are so good.
Mr. Meaty and Flavorful was right.
- He was. - Mmm.
- And I've gotten good at handling his produce.
[laughter]
He's an interesting guy.
You know, he spent some time in Ghana learning how to farm.
- Really? Wow.
- Every time he talks about the motherland,
his face just glows.
- Every time?
Well, just how much time are you spending with Farmer Jaha?
- Oh, it's not like that.
I mean, he's beautiful, but...[sighs]
It's more than that.
His energy is...
infectious, joyous.
It's nourishing.
- Don't get too caught up in that energy.
Be careful.
- Okay, Mom.
[laughter]
- My house, my business.
- Yeah, but this is unsanitary, man.
I mean, what if the board of health heard about this?
- You could get sick here, Dad.
- And Ursula told me that you've been
screwing up the payroll.
- Ursula needs to mind her damn business.
I am sharper now than I was at both of your ages.
One man's mess is another man's paradise.
- By whose definition is this paradise?
- I know where everything is,
including the article
about the racist that Quentin wants to sell the company to.
Wait till I find that.
- Nobody cares about that, Dad.
We care about you!
That's why we're here, you living in a goddamn pigsty!
- Don't you raise your voice at me.
I'm your daddy. - Yes, you're my dad, but...
you're old, and you're not taking care of yourself.
You're living like a goddamn animal!
- You better be understanding who you're talking to.
- Animals live like this! - Okay!
Stop, both of you.
Thank you.
Now, Dad, Quentin isn't trying to take your independence.
He just wants to help you.
- I'm sorry. I didn't know it was like this, man.
I mean, can you imagine
what Mom would've thought if she saw this?
[soft music]
* *
- Do what you want...
With the stuff, with the business, whatever.
- Oh, Dad, wait.
[indistinct chatter]
- Yeah. Okay, fantastic.
So it was great. I enjoyed it.
- Aha, Julian, great party. - Oh.
- And love that Dr. Temple.
And these mushroom tarts are "fi-yah"!
- Oh, well, that's how the giving gets good,
making sure everybody has a white-hot time.
- That's right. That's right.
Thanks for having me. Good to see you.
- Thank you for coming. I appreciate it.
Thanks a lot. - Absolutely. Absolutely.
- Bye-bye. Honey...
it looks like Dr. Temple's having a good time, right?
- I mean, how could he not?
Regaling the white folks with his wit and charm.
[laughter] - Yes, but don't forget.
We need these white folks' money.
- I'm well aware. - Okay.
Oh, here he comes. Hi!
- Great party.
And what a lovely house you have.
Oh, and I dig your taste in books.
- Hope they're all still there.
- Well, yes, I hope so, too, if you didn't move them.
You know, I really--I can't take credit for any of this.
Julian is actually the one who--
you know, he keeps our family's reading list interesting.
- Oh, my kind of brother.
- [chuckles] Aw.
Oh, look, Mrs. Whittier from the Ford Foundation is here.
I should go say hello.
You two should talk
and, you know, just get acquainted.
- Like a date. - Like a playdate.
- Oh, children. - Yeah--
- [clears throat]
- No, a bromance, a bromance. - [chuckles]
- Okay, I'll be back.
- I was reading up on your Boerum Hill Academies.
- Oh. - Whew!
95% graduation rate.
I mean, whoo, that's amazing.
You are doing God's work.
- Thank you. That's kind.
I mean, we're fighting an uphill battle.
- Yeah. Amen, brother. - Yeah.
- Even when you're providing
the best education for our children,
it's one step forward,
two steps back.
And, boy, do they love a two-step.
- [chuckles] Tell me about it.
- Well, that's why the work you're doing at the school
is so important.
Let the kids know they matter.
And in the long run, it keeps them
from wanting to knock some of these motherfuckers out.
[laughter]
- Oh. Okay, well...
- We all have to find a way to channel the frustration,
that anger.
Otherwise...they win.
- Yes, sir.
- This is so nice.
- There are birthday gifts, push gifts,
and coming-out gifts.
That was the first investment piece I bought myself.
And I wanted you to have one
because choosing to be your authentic self
deserves a reward.
- Thank you.
- What are you thinking?
- Just...
when I can wear this
and when I can't,
the questions...
- Dad.
- I mean, you know how he is.
To him, I'm Lance Sullivan 2.0,
and this is not what he had in mind.
- Well, what do you have in mind?
- I'm still figuring that out.
- And that's okay.
- But he put that pigskin in my crib when I was six months.
- And you are great at football.
- But great enough?
- If that's what you want.
You have the right to be who you are.
It's that simple.
- Stay outside the line. Come on.
- Hut!
- Go!
- Left, left, left, left, left, left, left.
- Joe's on him. Joe's on him.
- Go, go, go, go! - Whoo! Whoo!
[players shouting]
Be happy with that. It don't matter.
Still made the play.
[whistle blows] At this rate,
y'all still can't call me anyway.
- Goodwin! Goodwin!
[upbeat music]
Get over here.
* *
What are you doing?
There's no place for that.
Hey, hey, you have not been in the league long enough
to be running your mouth
and showboating for "SportsCenter."
- Yeah, a'ight.
- Okay, all right.
Listen to me, okay?
You are not going to be able to rely solely on your talent.
You wanna be a pro? You want some longevity?
Use your head. Show some technique.
That's how you do it, okay?
- Got you, Coach. - All right, now.
Go earn that rookie contract.
- Let's go, 34, let's go!
[players shouting]
* *
- I addressed all of her changes,
using some of the suggestions you gave me,
and she still didn't like it.
- Yeah, well, she can be a pain in the ass.
- You see? It's not the paper.
It's her.
Look, if I can get it approved, would you be my advisor?
- [inhales sharply]
Yeah, I had a feeling you were gonna go there.
Look, I'm not easier than her.
- I don't want you to be.
I wanna be challenged
but by someone who respects my thoughts and opinions.
- Yeah, my schedule's already packed, and--
- I know, but can you squeeze me in?
- And me looking out for my people
doesn't mean I'll be giving you any breaks.
In fact, I may be harder on you than she was.
- So is that a yes?
[mellow jazz music]
- [whispering] This is terrible.
My God, this is terrible, Quentin.
- Yeah, well, for the record, this was your idea.
- [sighs]
- What happened to the junk-hauling company?
Why am I being punished because Quentin bought me two purses?
- The only reason you feel like you're being punished
is because you've never cleaned a day in your life.
This is actually good for you, Kennedy.
- Not if I catch TB.
- Girl, bye. - Fine.
* *
- Hey, hey, hey. Hey there, baby girl.
Let's see that. What do you got there?
- Grandpa, we're just cleaning up.
- Oh, no, no. You can't throw this out.
This is the chessboard given to me by Sidney Poitier.
I bet you don't know who that is.
- The actor guy?
- Oh, not just an actor.
A movie star,
a director, a profound activist,
a humanitarian,
and a very good friend.
- Grandpa, you were lit.
I see where Quentin gets it from.
- [exhales heavily]
Boy, oh, boy.
Your grandmother loved that car.
And you look just like her.
Pretty as a picture.
[soft music]
I miss that woman.
I miss her every damn day.
- So who's this, Grandpa?
- Oh, that was me, your grandmother,
and the great Percy Sutton
after he paved the way
for me to get one of the first Spivey Properties in Harlem.
[footsteps clomping]
- Oh, hey.
You got a second to talk?
- I have to practice, Dad. What's up?
- I just wanted to check in with you about the other day,
you know, make sure that you're okay.
- What other day?
- You know,
the other day with the cab.
Is it causing you any anxiety or--
- Huh? Dad, can this wait?
I have a deadline, and you're giving me anxiety right now.
Okay? Thanks.
- Okay.
- Dad, you gotta see Rihanna's new TikTok.
She, like, never makes a post. - Yeah.
- I'll send it to you. It's so cool.
* *
[door clicks open, slams] - [sighs]
Oh, what's going on, son?
- Not much.
- Let me tell you, your father has discovered
some things about himself today.
God always gives you a sign
to let you know when you're on the right path.
- Dad.
I need to tell you something.
- Everything okay? - Yeah, but...
I'm quitting football.
* *
I've thought a lot about it.
And I'm out there grinding every day,
and I'm just...not feeling it.
- [sighs]
- I wanna make you proud,
but football is not my dream.
I'm sorry.
* *
- [sighs]
- Mmm.
Mmm. Mmm.
[sensual jazz music]
* *
It's fantastic.
- Thank you.
They are meaty and flavorful.
* *
- So good.
* *
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.
* *
- This adulting is some shit.
Pulling double duty trying to parent my dad and my daughter.
I need me a damn drink. - [laughs]
You'll be okay.
I'm just glad Kennedy and Wellington are bonding.
- Yeah. - Where is she, by the way?
- * M-O-B, icy gang, nigga, tap in *
- Whoo-hoo!
Crank this baby up, Ken!
- * I'ma show you how to bag a eight-figure nigga *
- She is me 2.0.
- We need to set some serious boundaries for this girl.
What? I'm serious this time.
[indistinct chatter]
[upbeat music]
* *
[laughter] - What if we did that--
- Funny.
- [laughs forcefully] Oh, hi, Karen.
Remember me?
- Sorry. Do I know you?
- Hey, what are you drinking there?
Is that a tall glass of white privilege?
- [shrieks]
My rosé. [growls]
- Oh! - Oh, my God!
- Oh, stop! - Oh, my God!
- I know. It's an art form.
- I think it really is. I agree.
Eggs, eggs.
- The rosé of this wine is the same color
as my bridesmaid dresses. - Oh, my gosh.
- Hi, I'm the Black guy you got into a fight with
the other day about the taxicab.
Almost got me turned into a hashtag, remember?
- Sorry. I don't know what you're talking about.
- Of course you don't.
You're too busy hanging out in your little white bubble.
Perhaps no one's ever talked to you
about the 400 years of oppression.
Maybe you've never heard of the Tulsa, Oklahoma, riots
or maybe Emmett Till.
Have you heard of him? Tamir Rice?
- Back off, man. - Trayvon Martin?
It just happened, like, the other day.
It was really recently. Don't start crying.
You see, you think it's time-- - Don't yell at her.
- To cry-- - How dare you speak
to her like that? - Why do you--I'm just--
Why is she-- why are you--
hey, don't--
[screams]
[people clamoring]
- [sobbing]
[indistinct chatter]
- Guys, that was the best meal.
- Excuse me. A word.
- Oh, my God! Stop yelling at us!
- I'm not yelling at you.
- Go away! We do not have any money!
- I'm not trying to get your money.
- Please don't rape me!
- Nobody's trying to rape you. No!
- 911, a Black man's attacking us.
He's thin.
[people clamoring]
- Okay, all right. - Criminal!
- Come on, now.
Ow! Ow!
- Why did that happen? I don't get it.
- It's sad. [laughter]
- Oh, my gosh, I love this radish so much today.
- It looks delicious. - But, girl, on that note,
I've been gluten-free for four years and counting.
[exciting music playing over TV]
- Way to save face there, you know?
Like, who among us has not tried and failed and fallen
and gotten back up... - Yeah, short-lived.
- And lived to tell about it?
- And in other news, the short-lived comeback king,
Lance Sullivan, has been hired
by the Giants as an assistant coach.
- Damn, that was quick. All right.
Now for the top ten
most talked-about sports highlights.
Coming in at number ten, from MMA,
check out this takedown
from Grant Sterling on Dustin Crowley.
Talk about short-lived.
Like, I thought it was over for my man right there.
I thought that was a wrap. - Poor baby.
- He got a family, got kids.
In front of his wife and everything, though?
[blows landing]
- * Every block, every hood *
* Every city, every ghetto *
* *
* Need a Black superhero *
* *
* Every block, every hood *
* Every city, every ghetto *
* *
* Need a Black superhero *
- * You need a nigga roll like me *
* Military mind stated and I keep a gun and a degree *
* You can label me a Huey P *
* Made a martyr out of Martin *
* Out of Malcolm, out of Medgar *
* I refuse to let these dirty devils *
* Make my Gullah beggar, fuck a hero *
* See, oh, I will go Magneto for my people *
* Give me liberty or death, that is my credo, not my ego *
* Dressed in a tuxedo, enter party, alter ego *
* Killed your leader in gazebo *
* Did it for the people *
* Love what motivated, I did not do it for hatred *
* But I truly hate the devil, I cannot debate or fake it *
* I was asked a question, and the asker thought it hard *
* If I was facing death and I could ask one thing of God *
* I would ask for every nigga to be free here and abroad *
* And to be rightfully celebrated as a child of God *
* And to be rightfully celebrated *
* As a child of God * - * Every block, every hood *
* Every city, every ghetto *
* *
* Need a Black superhero *
- [giggles]