Hey, y'all better fry up some bacon, 'cause, uh,
Chicago about to beat y'all like some eggs!
Please. With your defense, this game is going to be "over easy." [chuckles]
'Cause-'Cause he said eggs, and over easy is a way you cook eggs.
[laughing] That was funny!
-Really? -No. I just didn't want you to feel bad.
-Yeah, see, now that was funny. -[laughs]
[Victor] Booker, can you come here for a sec?
Hey, Grandpa, what's up?
-Aren't you gonna come watch the game? -Watch the game?
We're Baxters.
A Baxter can't watch the game without a Meat Mountain Sammich.
What's a Meat Mountain Sandwich?
"Sandwich"? Boy, I said "sammich."
A sammich is born out of love. The love between a man, his meats,
and a tangy Dijon mustard.
Ooh, that sound kinda good.
-All right, make me one. -Make you one? No, no, no, no.
I'ma do you one better. I'ma teach you how to make one.
That's not one better. That's one worse.
We've been robbed!
-Robbed? -What did they take?
Everything! My, my, my--
My smoked turkey, my honey ham, my aged Gouda, my young cheddar. [gasps]
They even took my cookies.
What kind of monster steals a man's cookies?
It sounds like the work of a cookie monster.
[all laugh]
That is not funny.
-I need to call somebody. -Okay, you know, um, try SVU.
-The Salami Victims Unit! -[all laugh]
I don't know. If we wait too long, it's gonna be a cold cuts case!
[all laugh]
Whatever this is, not helping.
Wow. Wow. That grocery store was so bougie,
the kale had five million followers.
Somebody cleaned out the kitchen.
Oh, yeah, it was me. You're welcome.
What? What? W-Why would you do that?
I had my mouth all ready for a Meat Mountain Sammich.
Now, I got no meat, got no mountain, got no sammich!
Dad, if you make that sandwich, you'll be making another trip to the ER.
Oof! You do not want to go to the ER.
Thank you, Neil.
They don't have any sports channels.
-Go home, Neil. -Okay.
[theme music plays]
♪ Ha, ha! Let me tell you something ♪
♪ Had my vision all worked out ♪
-♪ But then life had other plans ♪ - Tell 'em, Mom ♪
♪ It's crazy when things Turn upside down ♪
♪ But you gotta get up And take that chance ♪
-♪ A new city, I'm finding my way ♪ - It's gonna take some time ♪
-♪ Yeah, we're gonna be okay ♪ -♪ You know I got it, right? ♪
♪ It might be wild But you know that we make it work ♪
♪ We're just fam caught up In a crazy world, come on! ♪
-♪ It's Raven's Home ♪ -♪ We get loud! ♪
-♪ Yeah, Raven's Home ♪ -♪ It's our crowd! ♪
♪ Might be tough But together we make it look good ♪
♪ Down for each other like family should ♪
-♪ It's Raven's Home ♪ -♪ When it's tough ♪
-♪ Yeah, Raven's Home ♪ -♪ We got love ♪
♪ 'Cause no matter the weather You know we gonna shine ♪
♪ There for each other You know it's our time ♪
[laughs] Yep, that's us.
Booker, have you seen my leftover pork chop I had in the refrigerator?
You mean the one you wrapped in aluminum foil,
hid under the veggie tray with the words "vegan options"
-written on it? -Yeah, that one.
Yeah, Mom found it and threw it in the trash.
That trash?
What are you doing?
Um, I dropped a contact.
You don't wear contacts.
That's probably why I couldn't find it.
Dad, come on. You have to do better.
Listen, a couple of months ago, I realized I needed to make some lifestyle changes,
and bam! I did it.
And if I can do it, you can do it. And I am not going back to Chicago
till I know you can take care of yourself.
I can take care of myself.
Well, you were just trying to eat a pork chop out of the trash.
Just saying.
This is why I have come up with a plan to help you, Dad.
And I'm calling it [clears throat] Raven's Intensive Bodybuilding Strategy.
-[Raven squeals] -Ribs! I like ribs!
Dad, it's not gonna be ribs. You can't have ribs, all right?
I'm changing the name. It's, um, it's now--
it's now "Better
Energy for Exercise
Fitness."
Beef?
I do like a side of beef with my ribs.
You know what? No. There is no name, all right?
You're just gonna exercise and eat right,
and, um, you know, you're gonna live to be 100.
Without beef or ribs, why bother?
Hey, Mr. Baxter. I helped Alice pick up her room,
she brushed her teeth, and she's getting ready for bed.
Thanks, Ivy. How much do I owe you?
Oh, um, you know what? Don't worry about it.
This one's on the house. Just happy to help out.
Oh, um [chuckles]
I also unclogged the sink in the upstairs bathroom.
-I think I know where all your hair went. -[laughs]
She got jokes! I like you!
I'm glad you're next door to my dad. You really help out. [laughs]
You know-- Come on, Dad. We had a neighbor in Chicago,
and she helped, too, you know.
She helped herself to my couch, my food, my Wi-Fi.
[chuckles]
You know, I can't believe Grandpa let you get away with that bald joke.
Yeah, we're good like that.
It's just, I don't see my grandparents that often,
so I kinda look at Mr. Baxter as a bonus grandfather.
Well, you didn't have to clean the drain. I could've done it.
I know. I didn't mean to make you look bad.
Uh, why would I look bad?
Oh, you know, because I've been helping out so much.
Are you saying I should be helping out more?
No, no. I'm not saying that. It's just that helping out is how I show I care.
-Are you saying I don't care? -No! Look.
Your grandpa is getting older. I want him to know he's loved.
Are you saying he doesn't know I love him?
No!
"No" like he doesn't know or "no" like he does know?
I'm going home.
[both chuckle]
[music plays on TV]
[both laugh]
[Booker laughs]
[laughing] Oh! But he--
-What are you doing? -I-I'm dusting.
What? Air?
Ivy already dusted.
Fine, then, I'll, uh, put away the dishes.
I already did that.
-I'll take out the trash? -Did that too.
Is there anything you didn't do?
I, uh, didn't clean the toilet.
Yeah, I'm not doing that.
Come on, Ivy, I just wanna show Grandpa Vic how much I care.
Whoa.
Hey, is this Grandpa Vic's jersey?
Oh, yeah. He loves that thing.
But he hasn't worn it since he got this huge stain on it.
Hmm. I don't know how it got mixed in with these clothes.
I'll put it back in his closet.
-What are you doing with Pop -Pop's jersey? -I'm gonna get the stain out for him.
Have you ever done laundry before?
How hard could it be?
Oh, yeah, Tasha. I'm definitely watching this.
Wow. [chuckles] My old room.
[chuckles]
-If these walls could talk. -What would they say?
Nothing. Hey, Dad! Good job! Really working it out there.
You know, just a couple more seconds.
Rae,
you trying to keep me from having a heart attack is gonna give me a heart attack.
Okay, how about this? Stop the treadmill,
and you come over here and give me as many sit-ups as you can.
Okay. [grunts]
Here we go. [grunts]
[grunting]
[exhales]
Whoo! That was tough.
What else you got?
-[panting] -Some more sit-ups
But it hurt!
Oh, Dad, you got this. All right, I'm here to lift you up.
Now you just gotta commit. That's what I did. [clicks tongue]
You know, if you think it was so easy, why don't you do it with me?
You calling me out?
-Mm-hmm. -All right then.
Don't be mad when I show you up.
Let me show you what I been doing. You ready?
Let me start the nice little speed.
See? Walk it like I talk it. [chuckles] Power walk.
Catwalk.
Moonwalk!
-You're enjoying this, aren't you? -I sure am. Ow! Break it down.
[Alice] Pop-Pop, Auntie Rae! Come quick!
[treadmill beeps]
-[spits] -Aw! Ew! [grunts]
[washing machine whirring]
-What happened? -The washing machine broke!
-Because you fed it too much soap! -[spits]
At least somebody's getting fed around here.
What were you thinking, Booker?
I get it. I messed up.
But look, Grandpa Vic, I got the stain out your jersey!
-Booker, why would you do that? -Just showing you I care.
I loved that stain.
Why would you love a stain?
It reminds me of the time when I was at the Warriors-Laker game,
and Steph Curry hits the winning three over LeBron.
Splash.
You still ain't said nothing about that stain, bruh.
I jumped up to cheer, and I spilled my chili dog all over myself.
Felt like hot lava running down my tummy, but a great day.
I saved the stain so I never would forget.
I just heard it, and I wish I could forget it.
My bad, Grandpa Vic.
I'm just so upset.
The only thing I can possibly imagine that would make me feel better
would be smothered pork chop?
How about I take two slices of tomato, smother them in low -calorie dressing,
and call it a pork chop? [clicks tongue]
You are so mean.
Aw, Pop-Pop, cheer up! Who am I?
[imitates Booker] "My bad, Grandpa Vic."
-That's Booker! -Booker! Booker, right?
That is so good. Okay, do me! Do me!
[imitates Raven] Oh, snap! Ya little nasty.
[all laugh]
I don't sound like that.
That was perfect.
Way to go, Alice. You always know how to make me laugh.
[Alice and Victor laugh]
[imitates Raven] Ya little nasty.
I don't even say that anymore. That's, like, not even a thing.
Booker. Listen, I know you meant well,
but to get your grandpa back healthy, we have to stop stressing him out.
You're right.
Thank goodness Alice was here to cheer him up.
You know what they say. Laughter is the best medicine.
-And she-- Ooh. Honey. -Yeah, I know.
-She had you down! -She had you down!
-Me? You! -Me? You!
[laughs] Oh, Dad, wasn't that great? Fresh air.
Beautiful day! [chuckles]
Yeah. Lived in this city all my life.
-I never walked up that hill. -Hmm.
-Now I know why. [panting] -[laughing] Aw.
-Okay. Oh, oh! Where you going, Dad? -Get a snack
Ooh! I set you up something good in the kitchen!
I got you celery and apples and grapes. You know they're nature's candy.
No. Candy is nature's candy!
[doorbell rings]
-Hey, Miss Baxter. -Hey, Neil. What you doing here?
Oh, I'm just delivering this "get well soon" pie
from the Chill Grill staff for Mr. B.
Yeah, he hooked me up with a job ever since you got me fired from the hospital.
Okay, calm down. I did not get you--
-Yeah, okay. I did get you fired. -Yeah. Yeah.
-Sorry about that. -Oh, it's cool.
Now, I can spend more time over here. [chuckles]
Lucky us.
-[Victor] Who's at the door? -Nobody!
-What's behind your back? -Nothing.
So, nobody stopped by and dropped off nothing?
Okay, fine. It was Neil. He came by to drop off
this "get well soon" pie from the Chill Grill.
So, it's my pie.
If we were still eating pie.
If you weren't so stubborn, we could be!
Or if you would have taken better care of yourself.
-Don't-- -Give--
Raven Lydia Baxter.
I am your father. Give me that pie.
Victor Thelonious Baxter.
I am your daughter, and I said no!
The only way you're getting this pie is if you take it from me.
[deep voice] Challenge accepted.
-This pie will be mine. -Never!
Oh, snap!
[cackles]
[groans]
Oh!
The student has become the master.
[shouts]
[gasps]
The master's back.
[Raven] Oh.
-Wow. -[cackles]
[chuckles]
Dad? Dad?
[slurps]
Dad?
What are you-- What are you do--
Are-- Are you eating fantasy pie?
[normal] It wasn't real?
Wow.
You lost your mind.
I got to take this away. This has to go.
-Fine. Throw it in the trash. -You'd like that.
No, I'm not gonna do it. It's gonna come with me,
'cause I've seen you eat out the trash once.
Hey, Grandpa! How you feeling?
Tired, hungry, and my thighs are starting to chafe. How about you?
I feel good.
I feel good from my head
to-ma-toes!
Get it?
My head to-- to my toes.
That's cute, Booker.
Uh, no, no, no. Wait, wait, wait. Okay, um [clears throat]
Who's this?
[imitates Raven] Ya little nasty. [chuckles]
Remember? Like how Alice did?
What is happening here?
Everybody's doing something to help you out.
You know, my mom is getting you healthy.
Ivy's helping around the house.
Alice is making you laugh.
I just--
I wanna do something to show you how much I care.
I know you care.
But if you really wanna show an old man that you care, maybe you could--
Nah, I could never ask you to do that.
No, no, no. Ask me! Ask me anything!
[inhales]
I was wondering if you could do me a favor.
Maybe you can figure out a way to get me a Meat Mountain Sammich.
Grandpa.
-Mom said you shouldn't have that. -Oh, come on. You know how your mother is.
-She's overprotective. -That is true.
And sometimes, she goes a little overboard.
Overboard is an understatement.
And she's not always right, is she?
No.
No, actually, sometimes, she's
-[whispers] wrong. -Exactly.
So maybe this is one of those times.
Come on. One little sammich isn't gonna hurt.
Maybe you're right.
It's just one sandwich.
-Or two. -I get one?
Nope.
Hey. Listen, I thought about our conversation earlier.
I was going to go wash your grandpa's car.
Maybe you wanna help out?
You know, show him that you care.
Yeah, I would, but, uh, I'm about to be elbow deep in a big pile of meat.
Boys are weird.
I can't thank you enough for bringing all this stuff from the Chill Grill.
Oh, it's my job, so you don't have to thank me.
But a tip would be nice.
Okay, how does a half-pound of salami sound?
Oh, well, it's gonna make my wallet stink, but okay.
I can't believe you're going through with this.
Ivy, my grandpa needs this.
Just one little sammich.
There's nothing little about that sandwich.
Uh, I believe it's pronounced "sammich."
♪ We got pastrami, salami ♪
♪ Some Dijon and bacon ♪
♪ If you give him that sammich His heart will be aching ♪
♪ It was a mild heart attack And I'm not to blame ♪
♪ Grandpa wants a sammich So, Ivy, stay in your lane ♪
♪ Hey, my name is Neil And I'd like to say ♪
♪ I like that we're rapping But can we do it ♪
♪ In a non -confrontational way? ♪
All right, gotta lead by example. [grunts]
If Dad sees I can do it, then he'll know he can do it.
Thanks for making me a Meat Mountain Sammich, Booker.
He better not give him that sammich.
That boy's gonna give me a heart attack. [screams]
My pinky toe! My pinky toe!
[grunts]
Grandpa, I got a surprise for you.
Oh, boy!
I wonder what this could be.
Well, hopefully I made it right.
A Meat Mountain Sammich.
Wasn't expecting that.
[screams]
[whimpers]
[shouts] My baby toe! [cries]
It hurts so much.
Okay. I gotta stop Booker. [grunting] Here we go.
Oh, my goodness.
[grunts]
Okay.
Oh, snap!
[screams]
Thanks, Booker. I'm really gonna enjoy this.
Just showing you how much I care.
Beautiful Meat Mountain Sammich.
I haven't had one of these since last Tuesday.
Oh, yeah. I remember seeing you last Tuesday.
Yeah, at the hospital because he had a heart attack.
-A mild heart attack. -Yeah,
-but what if the next one isn't mild? -One sandwich is not gonna kill me.
But a sammich could.
Sorry, Grandpa Vic, I can't let you have this.
Yes! Yes, you can!
What about showing me how much you care?
That's what I'm doing.
-If you love me, you would-- -Protect you.
Even if it's from yourself.
What are you talking about?
Grandpa, I want you to be happy.
But I want you to be around even more.
[Raven] Stop!
Don't give sammich!
Thanks for making me a Meat Mountain Sammich, Booker.
And thanks even more for not letting me have it.
Oh, that's nice.
Oh, got a cramp! [screams]
Going down!
I'm okay! I'm okay.
Is that pie all over your face?
Yeah, that's pie.
You expect me to believe you didn't eat any of that pie?
Dad, come on. I said--
Listen, the pie fell in my mouth.
[chuckles]
Okay? It's just natural reflex for me to chew.
-It's, like, survival. -[chuckles]
Okay, look.
I wanna get healthy. I really do.
But I've been living like this for a long time.
I can't completely change overnight.
I understand that.
It's just that when I got that call about your heart attack, it scared me.
And I don't wanna be scared anymore.
Scared me too.
I wanna get healthy.
I will exercise,
but we gotta do this in moderation.
We can do that.
[giggles]
Any, uh, pie left?
Yeah, there's a little stuck in the corner by the treadmill.
-I'm gonna get some spoons. -Yeah.
And get the whipped cream!
It's labeled "fish oil," right next to the ginger,
underneath the turmeric.
I can't possibly eat all this.
That's better.