Yo, Jabril, how come you ain't got no real superheroes?
What do you mean, Tray?
I got Batman, Spider-Man, The Hulk.
The Incredible Hulk is not a real superhero, okay?
He's just a drunk white dude in a bar with white rage.
You need some real superheroes here.
I mean, some black ones, like Black Bobcat.
Who? There is no such thing.
Oh, yes, there is. Black Bobcat, man.
I'm on issue number 7.
Okay, what are his superpowers?
He sleeps 20 hours a day,
and he hears sounds in porno that humans can't hear.
He hears porn sounds and sleeps all day?
That's the Black Bobcat. What you expect him to do?
Fight crime so he can get hurt?
Give me some real superheroes, man.
Black Bobcat.
Hey.
Is that my mother's boyfriend, Carl?
I-I don't know your mother, Tray.
That was rhetorical.
Look, you gonna buy a comic?
Yeah, Black Bobcat.
Can I help you with something?
Oh, no, no!
I'm good! All good!
Are you looking for something for your girlfriend
- or your mother? - Oh, hell, no.
Everything in this store is too expensive, man.
I take my mother up to Rainbows.
You know, there, I can get some drawers, a blouse,
and a durag for $5.
Sir, are you spying on those customers?
I'm trying to, but you keep on interrupting me!
I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave, sir.
And I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to make me, sir.
Okay. Security!
I ain't scared of no toy cops. You understand me?
I'm Big Tray from the Group Home!
Brooklyn! You understand?
Get down from my ground!
You know, Bed-Stuy, do or die, take the girl, kill the guy.
You know, what... what... what you say,
- that door was down here on the right? - Mm-hmm.
Oh, I'm gonna go down this way, okay?
Please don't handle me rough.
Treat me like I'm with child.
See? Look! See? Look!
Oh, I'm going into labor!
This baby keep on kicking!
You know what I'm saying? Treat me like that.
You don't have to treat me so rough.
I know where the door is. You don't got to follow me.
Alright, man. Alright!
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Yo, Paul, man, I don't know, man.
This dude is playing my mother.
What the hell is that?
We're making slime.
Here you go, honey. Here's some more.
I don't know, Tray.
I mean, are you sure this was the guy?
You did say you didn't get a good look at him.
All black people don't look alike, okay?
It had to be him.
And this girl was young.
I mean, young.
She make my mother look like Cicely Tyson.
Okay, well, let's say Carl is cheating on your mom.
How are you gonna tell her?
- It'll break her heart. - I don't know.
I don't know.
I'm not gonna let this dude treat my moms like a floozy.
Floozy? Is that something people are saying again?
Is that cool now?
Sorry. Listen, it... it seems like
you're really in your own head about this.
Like, what do you know about Carl?
I know he make me wanna punch him in the face.
Okay.
Well, maybe you should spend some time with him,
get to know him, and then decide
if you want to punch him in the face.
I guess you're right. I'mma holla at him.
Oh, I-I wouldn't... I wouldn't holler.
Just, like, a real conversational tone
'cause when it's relaxed, you know,
- the lines of communication open... - She's eating that, Paul.
Max! No! Spit it out. Spit it out.
Spit it... Let me see your mouth.
It's just glue. It's just... It's like 85% glue.
Boy, you missing a whole lot of action
- down at the Fulton Mall. - Oh!
Mary's hip done gave out, and she can't get a new one.
Why?
Because she givin' all her money to Deacon Daniels!
Oh. Okay.
Ohh. Lord.
Man ain't a bit more saved than a dollar on an empty belly.
Oh, God. Stop it, Martha!
How you doing, Miss Martha?
- Hi, baby! - Hi, darling.
- What's up, Mommy? - How are you?
I'm okay.
Hot food coming through!
- Ohh! - Ohh!
- Tater tots! - Yes!
You know I love school lunch!
- Yes! - Can I get one?
No, no, no, no, no! They're not for you.
Hey, Berta, how those tater tots coming?
Uh, I just got them out the oven, Carl!
- Ma. - What?
- Tell me something. - What?
How's things with you and Carl lately?
Ooh!
Baby, they have never been better.
He is thoughtful, he is gentle, and he's kind.
Come on, man!
Rip his damn head off and stuff it in his ass!
He is a good man, Tray.
He really is.
- Really. - Well, he better be.
I know you feeling this dude, but I will hunt him down.
Baby, I'm grown.
I really am. I'm grown.
Well, just do me one favor.
Just... Just be careful, okay?
'Cause we don't know nothing about this man.
Baby, I know that man like the back of my hand.
In fact, one day, I might let him put a ring on it.
- Well, if he does... - Mm-hmm?
... you better not put him in your will.
He'll have yo ass in a box faster than you can say,
"life insurance".
- I'm just saying. - Yeah, well, just keep saying it.
Say it to yourself.
I'm coming through here, baby!
Tear him open! Eat him up!
Invite all your friends over!
I know that's exactly what a damn lion do.
They pounce on you.
What do they think a lion is?
A lion ain't nothing but a big, goofy-ass cat.
- Oh, stop it. - Hey!
Tater tots, baby.
What's up? Aah!
Whoo! Those are hot, baby!
You gotta let 'em cool off a little bit.
- You trying to burn your man mouth? - No.
Huh?
Only thing hot around here is you.
Huh? Huh?
Am I doing too much?
Am I too much? Huh?
You are crazy.
You tell me when I'm too much, now.
What up, Tray?
Yo, why are you even talking to me, man?
Just trying to make conversation, Tray.
Haven't seen you in a while.
Well, maybe I ain't want to see you, Carl.
Man, I know we started off on the wrong foot.
But you gotta give me a chance.
No, I don't.
You are not the man on the wall, a'ight?
Matter of fact, what you doing tonight?
Trying to get up out of here, but you know,
your mom won't let me out of her sight.
Nah, man.
That's what I gotta do sometimes.
- I know, man. - I got my tater tots over here.
But what you trying to get out of here and do?
- You want to know? - I do.
Well, I can show you better than I can tell you.
Your mom told me this was your little getaway
when you were young.
Yeah, I used to bring Shay down here.
What you doing down here?
Well, it's my little man cave, or as I like to call it,
Carl's little man cave.
I see you got the "Fists of the White Lotus".
- Yeah, I got all the classics. - Hmm.
Fu Manchu couldn't fuck with Shaolin.
Hey, to each his own about that right there.
Styles make fights.
Man, fuck all this karate shit.
What you hiding?
Here's what I'm hiding.
You want to see what I'm hiding?
So, this what you been doing?
Yeah. And it's a secret.
Don't tell your mama, okay? You like it?
- What do you think? - It's a'ight.
Well, guess what.
I think Roberta's gonna love it.
You know what?
I gotta get up out of here.
I gotta go hound some grown-man bid-nis.
- What business, Carl? - I'mma be honest, Tray.
I keep my circles real small.
I don't have a lot of... of people hanging around me
all in my business, you know?
Too bad, man.
That's my mother, and I'mma be all up in your circle.
I understand completely.
You being protective right now.
- I respect that. - I don't respect you, Carl.
- I don't even like you. - Hmm.
But I'm tryin'.
So let's go.
Let's roll.
Get that light.
I ain't getting the light, man.
Yo, where we at, man?
We're going to my favorite spot, called the Peppermint Lounge.
It's where I go at.
My people up in there.
Now, look, this is only for the grown and sexy, like myself.
You ain't said we was hanging out, man.
You said you was going to handle business.
I'm not handling no business. I'm handling bid-nis.
B-I-D-N-I-S.
Bid-nis. So just relax.
Yo, don't tell me to relax, man.
You a sneaky dude. So I gotta watch you.
You know what I'm saying?
- Keep my eyes on you. - Hold on.
Hold on, Tray. Come here a minute.
Oh, man, this is...
What's up, man?
Weed? You got something for me?
Got something?
You got nothing? You're lying.
I saw you earlier selling drugs down the block
to them damn kids!
Now, look at me, man! See that camera right there?
I'm gonna get your license plate number,
and I'm gonna Tekashi69 your ass!
Now get the fuck outta here!
Get outta here!
Sorry, Tray. I didn't want you to see that,
man, but, man, I hate that.
You know, Carl, that don't move me, man.
I used to sell drugs to kids myself.
Now, is this the spot?
Yeah, it's the spot.
But you can't walk in there with that face.
It's for the grown and sexy. I told you already.
Who is you talking to?
I'm not telling you you gotta do it.
I'm making a damn suggestion.
So, yo, we not drinking, and we not hanging out, man.
You said you had to handle your bid-nis. Where that?
Well, there's some things you need to know first.
One thing is that the things that I do,
most people would never understand.
Yeah? Like what, Carl?
Well, like today.
Today I'm here to see a very, very special lady.
Very special lady, huh?
- Yeah. - You about to do this shit
right in front of my face like it's cool.
See, you way out of pocket, Carl!
You see what I'm saying?
You already said what you had to say, Tray!
Okay?
Now, let me say something for a change.
The whole time I been with your moms,
I never gave you one reason... one reason not to trust me.
Not one.
Well, you got to earn my trust, Carl.
You owe me that.
I don't owe you shit, Tray!
I made a commitment to Roberta, not to you.
If anything, you owe me your respect as a fucking man.
You've been saying I'm out of pocket.
You don't even know who the fuck I am, Tray!
Uh-oh.
Excuse me.
- Look at you! - This motherf...
- Ohh! - Oh, my God!
- Ohh! - It's so good to see you!
- Oh, oh! - Ohh.
I didn't know you were bringing company.
That's my bad. Valerie, Tray.
- Tray, Valerie. - Hi!
How you doing?
Oh, my gosh. Sit down.
- Sit down. - Thank you.
Wow.
- Here we are again. - Here we are again.
Oh, my God, I'm sorry.
No, no, no.
It's alright.
It's completely okay.
- Okay. - Um...
- Wow. - These are for you.
Valerie. Ohh.
These are beautiful.
Wow. Thank you.
Thank you, Carl.
Can you believe it's been four years?
- Wow. - Uh, excuse me.
Valerie? Right?
Uh, can I ask you a question?
- Of course. - Uh, how do you know this man,
and what is your relationship to him?
Uh, this man saved my life.
It was three years after I had lost my husband in an accident.
I was very depressed,
which led me to drinking and self-medicating.
Then, when I got diagnosed with chronic kidney disease
and couldn't find a donor, I almost died.
Then came Carl.
I heard her story on the "Tom Joyner Show in the Morning",
and, man, I just, um... I was moved.
And, uh, I-I just couldn't listen any longer
without doing something about it.
And, uh, I became a donor.
And not just any donor.
An anonymous donor.
It was very difficult to find out who the donor was,
but once we met,
we agreed that we would meet
and celebrate this day every year.
Yeah.
He's a real good man.
A gift from God.
Happy anniversary!
Happy anniversary.
Look at us.
My man Bril!
- What's up, Tray? Look what I got, man! - What up?
Oh, Black Bobcat!
Yeah!
Yeah, I got volume 8 right here.
I'mma go ahead, put it in the bag,
throw it in the back for you, hang onto it, right?
No, don't put that to the side. I'm on 7.
Soon as I get out of 7, I'mma jump in 8.
What you know about Black Bobcat?
- You read Black Bobcat, too? - Come on, man.
What other heroes do you know can sleep all day
and got supersonic porno powers?
Black Bobcat!
Yo, Jabril, I'mma holler at you later.
Hey, Carl. Listen, man.
I mean, straight up, man, I thought I saw you
cheating on my moms today, man.
Guess it wasn't you.
No.
Tray, I don't roll like that.
I heard you.
But, yo, tell me, what's your story, morning glory?
I lost my mom when I was 8 years old.
My dad went out to get a pack of cigarettes, never came back.
I thought to myself, "Those must be some good-ass cigarettes".
Then the streets got to him, I guess.
And then I seen him on that TV show "Cops".
For real?
Nah, but I wish I did.
Just so I could see him again.
That's deep.
But now your moms, she came at a time when I needed somebody.
She put clothes on my back, shoes on my feet.
My clothes and my shoes.
Tomayto, tomahto. I get it.
But she gave me purpose.
She inspired me.
I got to tell you, man, I better not see one teardrop.
The only tears you gonna see from your moms
when she with me is tears of joy.
- Alright, man. - Yeah.
That's what's up.
- That's what's up. - Yeah.
- I gotta head up outta here. - A'ight.
When I'm gone too long, you know, your mom be missing me.
I gotta put her to sleep.
- What?! - Not like that.
I sing to her, man. She loves my voice.
I got pipes, Tray.
You don't know.
- Take your ass home, man. - Come on, man.
You know how I do.
Oh, forgot my comic book.
Hey, beautiful!
How you doing?
Oh, damn. None of the clothes fit?
I tell you what we gonna do.
We're gonna bring 'em all back, we gonna meet tomorrow at 3:00,
then after that,
we're gonna go play some Uno at your house.
How about that?
Let's do it, then.
Okay.
I love you, too.
Kisses.
I didn't know you shopped this part of town.
Yeah, well, we learn something new every day, right, Mommy?
Yeah, you sure you don't wanna go to Rainbows?
They got some nice blouses in there.
No, no, no, no, not today.
There's something in this store I need you to see right now.
- Wow! - Pretty dresses, right, mom?
Go ahead and look around, man.
You get whatever you like.
Long as it's off the clearance rack.
Ohh.
I heard, uh, you and Carl went out the other night.
How did that turn out?
- How did that go? - Yeah.
All I'm saying is you need to keep your eyes open.
My eyes are wide open.
You think I don't know who Carl is?
Shucks, better yet, I know who I am.
He just makes me feel alive.
But, Ma, you got me.
Baby, you got enough on your plate
getting your own life together, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
this ain't the first time you been right.
Alright? You right.
Wow.
Tray, I believe Carl loves me.
I don't want to lose him.
Oh, he would love these.
Ooh!
Ma! Ma! Ma!
- What? - You right. Rainbows is a better store.
- We should go. - Yeah, but I like some of these things now.
Come on, Ma. Come on. Come on. Let's go.
So, I see you're back!
Are we buying something today or spying again?
Tray, what is he talking about?
Nothing, Ma. We should leave. Let's go.
- I'm trying. - Okay.
- But why are we going... - Sir, you seem to be in a rush.
Are you purchasing that item?
- No, we are not! - Oh.
- Let's take the back door, Ma! - Why the back door?
- For what? - Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Hush, Ma! - Boy, n-now you shushing me?
Roberta?
Carl?
What you doing here?
- Ma. - What?
I'm sorry you had to see this, man,
but I think there's something you should know.
Carl is cheatin'.
That's right, money. You caught.
And you not gonna treat my moms like a side chick!
That ain't going down like that, B.
- She ain't no side chick, man! - A side chick?
Yeah, that's right!
Run around the streets, man, with this young lodi dodi, man.
Look at her. Girl, what you, about what?
22? 23?
She's 26.
26. Exactly!
Pretending to be Captain Save-A-Ho.
She is what?!
26, Ma? How you know?
She's his daughter.
You his... ? His daughter?!
Mm-hmm-hmm.
Wow, he make pretty babies, huh?
I did not know that.
- Roberta. - What?
If this boy was my son, I'd put on my wrestling tights
and I'd grab both legs, then I'd pile-drive him!
Boom!
Go on top of the top rope, do like this.
Like this.
Crowd goin' crazy.
Then I'd Superfly Snuka.
- Quiet, please. - Aaah!
Boom! Right on top of him!
- Carl. - The referee come out.
Tap, tap, tap! It's over!
Daddy's the champ!
Okay, I-I'm gonna have to ask all of you to leave.
- Security! - Wait, what are you doing?
Hey, don't you do that!
No, no, no, no, no!
- We're leaving! - Don't tell him!
Hey, hey, hey!
- Let's go, baby. - Alright, alright.
So embarrassed.
If that ain't argument profiling,
I don't know what it is.
Mom. Sorry.
Sorry, Carl.
I'm sorry, Carl's daughter.
My name is Carla.
Carla, I'm just trying to protect my moms.
Hey, Tray, we all get it.
I understand, man.
I can't say I would've done the same dumb shit,
- but I get it. - Listen, you stay away from me.
Oh, come on, Tray! Stop!
Dad, why don't we give them a little time alone?
Baby girl, you are absolutely right.
Roberta, I'll be at home,
where the fork will be waiting for the spoon.
Let's go.
Come on. Get out of here.
Tray, you have to let me live my life.
I held my breath for 15 years until you got out.
Now you gotta let me breathe.
Man, I just don't want him to hurt you.
Yeah, but now you hurting me!
You got to give Carl a chance, baby.
I'll try.
Thank you.
I love you so much.
I love you too, Mommy.
I love you, too.
- But I gotta say. - What?
I think you stole those panties.
Oh, no, I...
We better go.
Ohh!
- Yeah. - That is beautiful, Carl!
Just beautiful!
You know what's beautiful? You beautiful, Berta.
- Oh, stop. - Come on, now, you beautiful.
- You beautiful. - Stop that.
I was painting that picture, I got jealous of myself.
I said, "Who that man with his hands on my woman?"
- Stop it! - "Get your hands off Berta!"
Hey, hey.
Hey, Tray, don't feel left out, man.
- I got something for you, too. - Oh?
- What you got for me, man? - Ooh.
I know you a big fan of Black Bobcat.
Check out my latest masterpiece.
- Alright. - Mm-hmm.
- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.
Here it come! Here it come!
Huh? Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep!
Ooh, word!
That is me all day, kid!
Mm. Ohh, wow!
Thanks a lot, man.
Tray, my pleasure.
Wow!
That's my picture?
- Of course it's yours. - Give it to me, then.
Here.
Yeah.