- Previously on "Games People Play..."
- Drive safely.
- This is an NDA.
- They gave me to sign it so we can all just move on.
- This is too nice. How much is the rent?
- It's a percentage of your income and then we own you.
- Okay. For now, I'm really happy to see you.
- [clears throat]
- Kareem, didn't tell me your friends are gonna be here.
- Someone is dead. - I'm small potatoes.
- So you admit that the Foundation exists?
- I thought Kris told you not to post that?
- She did. Doesn't mean I have to listen to her.
[mellow music]
♪ ♪
- Hi, Kris. Good morning.
- Why are you here?
- I'm here to work.
- For me or for yourself?
- I know you're probably upset about the article
and I saw that it was deleted,
but, Kris, I had to hold onto my journalistic integrity.
- Integ--
integrity did not tell you to post something on my site
that I distinctly told you to leave alone.
- Kris, we both know that the audience needs--
- I decide what the world needs to hear and why.
You were a two-bit low level wannabe journalist
until I gave you this opportunity.
- And I appreciate that, Kris. I really do.
But all I'm asking is that we at least discuss
what's going on with the Foundation
and its countless nefarious dealings.
- Do you have any facts on the Foundation?
- Well, I have--
- Nothing but conspiracies and opinions.
Congratulations, you just threw away
your entire career on baseless fiction.
- Kris, please don't do this, okay?
I--I know I can get more evidence, just--
- You are clearly no longer in line with our company values.
- Just--
- We are here to change the world for the greater good.
- Oh, my God.
- Nia, you have 5 minutes to pack up your office.
You're fired.
- The greater good.
[dramatic music]
[dramatic hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
- You all good? - I'm good.
- Great.
Hey.
Oh, thanks.
You sure you don't want anything?
- Oh, no. I'm good.
Um, so, uh,
was everybody that worked here "in"?
- No, no, not everybody.
- Well, they must be hella connected, getting people
whatever they want whenever they want.
- What do you want? - What do you mean?
- You can't spend your whole life in Nia's shadow?
- Honestly, I've always been on the outside looking in.
I just wanna be a part of something,
something that matters.
- Life is like a candy store,
and there's two kinds of people--
people inside the store,
and the suckers with their nose pressed against the glass.
- Mm.
- You gotta get into where the sugar is.
They can help with that.
[upbeat music]
- Vipers down in the fourth,
plotting their last possession.
But I wanna take a moment
and congratulate my broadcasting partner.
You can score on all three levels back in the day.
Now you're learning how to score on multiple levels
right here in the booth, my man.
- You know what, Ro?
I appreciate that from you, man.
[whistle blows]
- A segue from congrats, back to the conflict.
Vipers down with ten seconds left.
The defense--uh-oh.
- Good job, boy.
Pass it to King, baby, wide open.
- King setting up the offence calling his own number.
That's a three. - Whoo.
- MJ, MJ, fadeaway. Flash, that's in there.
- Ooh, I told you, baby. I--I told you.
- Yes, you did. And the Vipers win 99-98.
Marques King has six triple-double this season.
That's a franchise record for your boy.
- God damn it, I told you so.
L.A. could've been giving this nigga a parade.
[scoffs] He is off the chain.
- Um-- - This nigga good.
- We'll be right back with highlights.
- [laughs]
Oh, Marques' boy just stepped in some shit.
You should've seen the look on Ro's face.
Speaking of looks, um,
you--you wanted to show me something?
Oh, yeah, yeah. I could see it better now.
- Hmm. Has your vision improved now that the game's over?
- [laughs]
I mean, come on. It was only eight seconds left.
What you want me to do? Huh, Nia? Come on.
- You know, I just got fired from my job.
You would think that's a bit more interesting than the game,
but I guess that's just me.
- Hold up. Hold up. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
- What are you doing?
- You're talking to me like I'm your man.
Uh-uh. - Uh--
- You have made it abundantly clear
that we're just friends,
and all of a sudden you're mad at me
'cause I'm watching the game.
- We are just friends, Terrence,
but we've always--
we've always been a little more than, I mean--
- Just tell me you want more. Just say it.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- What is it you want, Nia?
- What are you doing?
- You know what I'm doing. What do you want?
- Terrence. [gasps]
- Say it.
[sultry R&B music]
What do you want?
I want you.
- ♪ Even if I wanted to ♪
- Terrence. - All you gotta do is say stop.
Come on. Say it.
- [sighs]
- Say it.
♪ ♪
- [gasping] - ♪ I'll give you everything ♪
♪ If you treat me right, do me right ♪
♪ Love me right all night ♪
♪ Do or die, do or die ♪
[elevator dings]
- What you getting to tonight, man?
I'm just gonna go home, watch a little TV.
[laughter]
Hey, King know he's gonna be on the highlights tonight.
- Man, you know he is.
You know how much ass you can get tonight?
Probably a little more than me.
- Oh, pro--okay.
- Just a little more, just a little more.
- Oh, you want your little car back.
- Thank you. My baby been missing me, man.
- You know, I--I like this one better.
[cars chirping]
- Oh. - Wow.
Man, you went and got the new model?
- Yeah. - Is that you?
- Boy, does a dog bark? Come on, man.
- Bro, why you always competing with me?
It's always Marques versus Romello.
I'm tired of this dude. I'm done.
- Hey, listen, them two-seaters are cute and everything, man.
But you know, I gotta mess with big toys over here.
- You got the big boy. I ain't even mad.
- Why do everybody got a better car than me?
Do I make the least amount of money around here?
- [laughs] - Talk to your agent.
- I score the most points.
I might get traded. [grumbles]
- Be safe. [engine revving]
That's nice. That sound good.
[engine revving loudly]
- I'm tired of you, man. [laughter]
- Go! I'ma let you walk.
[laughs]
Oh, man.
I'm trying to [indistinct].
[hip-hop music playing through speakers]
♪ ♪
Hop in.
- How about I meet you later?
- No, ain't no later. I need you right now.
- Patience, Mr. King. Patience.
- [sighs] Let's just, uh-- let's go for a ride.
What you looking around for?
Just admit it, woman. You like me.
- Maybe.
- So you still coming through?
- I'll be there.
Just go before people start talking.
- I don't give a damn about all that.
But since you do, why don't you tiptoe your ass to my house
'cause we got some business to handle?
- All right. We'll see what you got.
♪ ♪
- Whew.
Yes, sir.
- ♪ Went overboard, fell in too deep ♪
♪ I took the dive, was so naive ♪
♪ Head over heels, but underseas ♪
- [chuckles]
Why you looking at me like that?
- Like what?
- Like, you wanna know what I'm thinking.
[sultry pop music]
- [sighs] Stay like that.
You look good.
- Mm-mm. Mm-mm-mm. [chuckles]
- No? - No.
You can't just take a random photo of me in bed, Marques.
I'm your boss.
I can't have the world knowing that I'm your girlfriend too.
- Okay.
I mean, just wanted a picture of you on my phone.
You act like I'm about to post it.
- Were you? - No.
I like my business private too.
I just thought you look really good.
I wanted to capture the moment, but my bad.
♪ ♪
- Look... [sighs]
I'm sorry if you feel like I was being weird.
You know that I really appreciate
the time we share together.
- As long as it's hidden from the world, right?
- Yeah.
Don't you agree?
- Sure.
♪ ♪
- [laughs]
♪ ♪
No more pictures.
- Okay.
- [giggles]
I don't need to be added... - Mm-hmm.
- To the gallery of-- - Shh.
- What other-- - Why you still talking?
- Girls. Yeah.
- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.
Let me see it.
- My name is Skyler Wilson.
Many years have passed since my freshman year at SoCal.
But I will never forget the night
that I was sexually assaulted by Jason Tucker.
[soft dramatic music]
- Laila, ready for first team.
- Okay. - You okay?
Let me have hair and makeup touch you up.
Look like you saw a ghost. [laughs]
Make up on Laila, please. Thank you.
♪ ♪
- Do you know why I called you in?
- [exhales] Not at all.
- I spent two hours getting chewed out by the head
of the network for your slip on air the other night.
- My slip up? What are you talking about?
- You can't say the N-word on air, Kareem.
- Oh, my God. They tripping off for that?
That's everyday talk. Come on.
That's one of the reasons why you hired me, right?
- Our network and sponsors
don't give a damn about your everyday talk.
- Come on, you know how we do.
- I need you to apologize
and promise it won't happen again.
- Can I just do the second one? - No.
We need someone who is going to represent our brand.
And if that's not you, we can't continue.
- Do you know how they're gonna clown me if I apologize on air
for speaking the way that we speak on the streets?
- Listen to me.
As the woman who pays your salary,
you think I care about what your friends have to say?
- Come on. I was just keeping it real.
- This isn't up for debate.
Either you apologize, or we're done.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- I'm trying to build a brand too,
and one thing I'm not gonna do is cave.
- All right, I respect your decision,
and I hope your brand pays your bills
'cause you are no longer employed
by the Los Angeles Vipers.
Thank you.
You can see your way out.
- I don't sell out for nobody.
[hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
- Okay, you see the correlation between that...
- Mm-hmm. - And then this?
I put those altogether, and look.
It makes sense, right?
- All right, beautiful mind,
looks like you're on to something.
- I am.
And just--just check this out.
I know that we both love Laila.
- Ah-ah. What did you do?
- I didn't do anything.
- Oh. - [clicks tongue]
I'm just saying, we both know that she's young and beautiful
and hot and all the good things...
- But?
- All of a sudden, she gets a nice-ass apartment
and a lead in a series.
- Okay, look, Laila's been through some things.
- Look--
- I mean, she's due for some good news.
- I know that.
Look, I don't even wanna be doing this
or making these connections, but what if it is Jason?
Look, the Foundation looks for people they can use.
They know Jason had a history, but yet he's still
the one that they're pushing the hardest for congress?
- Okay, Nia. Now that's a damn stretch.
- But when I asked Jebediah about it, he didn't deny it.
All he said was it was for the greater good.
[tense music]
Listen to this. [computer beeps]
- For the greater good of Inglewood
and the people of California.
- They both said, "The greater good."
- Bitch, what? - This whole system is rigged
based off of bribes and blackmail.
I bet you they're gonna offer you something.
- Me?
- Have they promised you anything?
- Uh, what up?
- Chillin'. You?
- So you're liking this Eden?
- She's gorgeous.
Hostile, but she gorgeous. [laughs]
- And?
- I'm not sure if...
[gentle music]
Like, I'll be lying to myself if I say that
I don't care what other people think.
I know we say it like,
"I don't care what people think," right?
We say that to ourselves.
And there's some truth to that, but...
I do, at times.
And I'm scared that I will get judged for
moving on so quick.
- And what do you think they're thinking?
- I--I get scared 'cause of my past, my history, that they--
maybe they thought that this was...
something that started during my marriage.
And that's not true.
I got more friendly with her afterwards,
and I don't think people are bad for moving on
from heartbreak.
- Is it about what they think,
or is there some of this about what you think?
♪ ♪
- Both.
- What's wrong, babe?
- I think I lost my job today.
- They fired you?
- Nah, I--I kinda quit.
- How you kinda quit?
- Well, can't say the N-word on TV.
The sponsors get mad.
- Your boss is Black. What's the problem?
- Well, supposedly, you can't say that shit on the air.
- Okay, well, don't say it, Reem.
- What are you talking about? First of all,
I'm not about to let nobody tell me how to be me, okay?
That's the problem today.
You got all these brothers trying to please the white man,
and then they fail.
I'm not about to let that happen.
- Okay.
I don't want that for you either.
- Exactly. What do I look like,
apologizing for something that I say every day, huh?
What do I look like? [scoffs]
- I mean, yeah, but were you saying it to your homies,
or were you saying it on TV
for all of Southern California to see?
- Quanisha, why do you think they hired me, huh?
To keep it real.
Interact with the fans and give them the feedback on the game.
I'm doing it. I'm doing my job.
- Okay, and you can't do all that without saying the N-word?
- No, that's phony. It's not me.
Shoot.
- I mean, it's not gonna be easy with you not working,
but...look at me.
I'm here.
I'ma ride with you till the wheels fall off.
- Like I said,
he didn't fire me.
She--she said I have to apologize.
- So all you gotta do is apologize to get your job back?
- Yeah, but I'm not about to be
no apologizing bitch-ass sucker.
- It's not a sucker. It's called employed.
And I don't know how you think you're gonna give me
my dream wedding without a job.
But look at me, you gonna take your Black ass back up
to that lady's office in the morning
and you're going to apologize.
- For real, Quan?
- Yes, ni--you know what?
We never gonna say the N-word in this house no more.
It's gone. Okay.
Now we say "negro" or "Mr. Black Man,"
'cause the N-word come with too much shit.
So that's out, all right?
- You don't respect my pride as a man.
- [chuckles] N-word, please.
Okay?
Now, you ready to look at these brochures?
- Yeah.
- So they have three options. - Mm-hmm.
- Yo, my man.
- Oh, what's up, Crypto?
- What the hell is going on?
Who is this white man in my house with all these computers?
somebody better get to talking before I clear this bitch out.
- Okay, okay. - So this is the larva.
- Actually, MJ's in more of the embryo stage,
but he's willing to learn. - Oh.
- Give me my god damn key
and you can leave voluntarily or involuntarily.
Your choice. - Wait a minute, bro.
I'm just here to help. - Help with what?
- Take a--just relax.
Take a seat, babe. We have a plan.
Cryptos figured out the necessary algorithms
to control social media influencing
and all things viral.
- For real?
- The hard part used to be follower count.
You needed like 50K just to get eyeballs.
And it had to be real-- created manually.
Lose, right? - Major lose.
- Now we can generate thousands of fake accounts
in the time it takes an average platform
to investigate just one of 'em.
Look, you get your followers...
- Uh-huh. - Run a trends tool.
Put your hot words in a post. Slap on that hashtag and boom.
- [laughs] That's it?
- That's it. Bots lead the way.
Users follow. The world listens.
- Okay. What does that mean for me?
- It means we're going to make you famous.
You ready to be an influencer?
- Uh, yeah. [laughs]
[mellow R&B music]
- Y'all got me about to risk it all with these damn poses.
I am out of shape. - [laughs]
I can't believe you've never done yoga.
- Ask Kareem. I'm more of Kama Sutra girl myself.
Wah, wah, wah.
- What is wrong with you? - [laughs]
How do you manage to stay so small
and just not work out at all?
- Because I'm thick in all the right places.
- Okay. - Please.
- Anyway, what's up with you? Nia, your skin is glowing.
You look amazing.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
- Who you messing with? - [laughs]
- What? What are you talking about?
- I mean, you glowing. Skin look all soft and shit.
Legs look shaved, ass fat. Damn!
- First of all, can a bitch self-care without questions?
- No. What's up?
- [laughs]
- Fine.
Uh, me and Terrence been hanging out.
- See? - Allegedly.
- Hmm. - Okay, we--well, wait.
- I knew it was something. - Look, no.
I'm not trying to get boo'd up or nothing.
I'm just trying to have some fun with no strings attached.
Is that okay?
- Absolutely yes. - Okay, cool.
- Does he know? Hmm?
- I hope so. Yeah.
Anyway, can we focus please?
Sorry, Ruth. - [sighs]
[hip-hop music]
- And I ain't gonna lie.
Your daddy know how to fry some fish.
- You damn right.
It's the only stress relief I get.
- What you stressed about?
- You wanna know the list? - [laughs] Go ahead.
- You really do, huh? Let me tell you, man.
I'm so tired of people telling me what to do,
when to do it, how to do it,
how to say it, how not to say it.
It--it just don't make sense. - That's called being an adult.
- It sucks, man. - I agree.
- Then I got Quanisha, but she telling me,
I need to apologize, I need to swallow my pride.
[scoffs] - Well...
She right.
- What you mean, she right? You just gonna side with her?
- Look, Quan may be a fool sometimes,
but she's real, and you know that.
And you better start listening up before you end up alone.
- Speaking of that,
what's up with you and boss lady?
- We're good.
You know, it's just kept under wraps, so...
- Hold up. That's what you like, though?
Stuff on the low, right?
- Yeah, but, like, usually, I'm--
like, I'm controlling the situation with the woman.
- Dude, you was cheating on your wife.
- I'm--I'm talking about before that.
Like, even before Vanessa, Kareem.
Like--like, I was quick to be on the low with a woman.
- Mm-hmm. - You know?
And, I mean, unless she was really fine,
then it was just kinda harder than I.
- So what, the tables is turned now?
And you the one that's doing all the texting?
[chuckles] "I'll be after the game.
"I'ma have on my Louis Vuitton Versace.
"You gonna see me when I get off the plane.
Oh, you want to meet me out tonight?"
- Look, yes, okay? Exactly.
And I don't like that.
You know, like how's she gonna put me in the corner?
Like, I'm him. I'm the one.
- You him. - Yeah.
- You him. That's what I was saying.
What name on the back of your jersey?
- King. - What?
- King.
- Well, you better start acting like one, boy.
- All right.
- Quit acting like a little punk
and let her know before somebody else do.
You know that. - Hope to shit, I will.
- You better.
[elevator dings]
- Hey, how are you? - Great. How are you?
- Good, good. Thank you.
- Here you go.
[device beeps, chimes]
- Thank you. - Thanks.
- Thank you.
- Enjoy your evening.
- Thanks so much. You ready?
- This is nice. - Wail till we get inside.
- Hey, can I help you, sir?
- Yeah, I work in private security from time to time.
Just here to apply for a job.
- Okay, well, we're a little busy right now.
Have a seat. I'll see what I can do.
- You got it.
- I know I don't have to say this,
but nothing can leave this room.
That's the head of the largest news conglomerate
in the country.
And that's the founder and CEO of EBomb.
Thank you.
And this is the Judge.
- Hey, there's my guy. How are you, Dre?
- Good, how're you? - Good. Who's your friend?
- This is MJ. - MJ. What do you do, MJ?
- He's in between jobs.
- Oh, well, are y--you interested in the news biz?
- You know someone?
[both laugh]
- Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do.
Why don't you ask your friend about me?
- Excuse me. Excuse me.
- I didn't mean it like that. - Yes, you did.
- May I have your attention for just a moment?
For the greater good of this nation,
put your hands together for one of our great leaders,
Victor Lazlo, the one who made it all possible.
[applause]
- Thank you, Mr. Secretary, and thank you for your support
and concerted efforts on behalf of this organization.
It's because of you.
We are launching the largest sports entertainment,
retail complex in the country.
It's a mere tip of the spear,
the initiative that we have to rebuild urban America.
Thank you.
Thank all of you. Thank you.
- Excuse me just a minute.
- How did you get in here? - I came through the door. You?
- Cut the sass, MJ.
What are you doing at a Foundation event?
- I'm here because I can be.
- You're a member? - Yes.
- You know, there's no towing the line with us.
If you're in, you are all in.
- I'm not towing around with shit.
I'm here because I earned it.
- Okay, so when your little friend freaks out
and starts to go rogue again,
whose side do you plan on being on?
- Nia's not gonna go rogue again.
- That didn't answer my question, MJ.
Are you with us or not?
- I'm with you.
- Damn, girl.
You just finished and you already back hustling?
- Hmm, too close to stop.
- Why you doing all this by yourself?
Why isn't MJ helping?
- He's home sick.
- Oh, he said that?
- No, Terrence. We communicated through psychic energy.
Sorry, sorry.
Yes, MJ was supposed to come earlier,
but he called and took the night off.
Is that okay?
[both chuckle]
[sighs]
- Look, I took this tonight before I came over.
- Thank you.
- You were following him?
- I had a feeling he was lying to you.
- Shit.
- Yeah, this spot is super secure,
and it's rumored to be a Foundation hangout.
- Okay.
He swore me to secrecy,
but he got in because he was doing research.
- What do you mean, got in?
- He's undercover.
- How long after he destroyed Eric's laptop
did he say he got in?
- What does that have to do with it?
- Access comes at a price.
- You think he did it on purpose?
- You don't?
[soft R&B music]
♪ ♪
- The sky is falling on L.A. native, Skyler Wilson,
who claims that she is the victim of a sexual assault
over ten years ago
by congressional candidate, Jason Tucker.
What a coincidence that when this young Black man
has risen to prominence and made a name for himself,
that she suddenly feels the need
to jump up and cry rape.
- This bitch!
- And maybe judging by the DUI on Skyler Wilson's record,
she could have been intoxicated and possibly
had more partners that night than she knew what to do with.
[knocking on door]
- Come on in.
Have a seat.
Well?
- I have my apology.
[soft music]
[sighs]
♪ ♪
- [chuckles]
Thank you, Kareem.
- You're welcome. So we good?
- We're good.
Now you need to read it to the audience
leading into tonight's game.
- Out loud? - Yes.
Is that still an issue?
- Not at all.
- Thank you for stopping by, Kareem.
- I love this job.
- The fans love you and they'll love you even more now.
♪ ♪
- I just--I felt so stupid afterwards.
Like, how could I fall for any of that?
- Girl, I beat myself up for years.
Why did I wear that dress? Why did I take that drink?
[sighs]
- I just, I--every day, I wish I could forget.
I wanna wake up in a world where it didn't happen.
- You have no idea how much it means to me
that you're doing this.
For someone like you to be coming forward--
- Wait, wait. No.
I--I never said anything about coming forward.
- Then why are you here?
- I just--I wanted to show my support.
- Support?
I don't need your support. I need you to use your voice
and let the world know that I'm not lying.
That Jason is a rapist and make sure that no other woman
has to endure the pain that we did.
- Look, I know how hard this is for you.
- No, you don't.
I've been called a liar, a slut, a whore, a gold digger
ever since the moment that I came forward.
I endured because I want the world to know
who he is and what he's capable of.
- That's terrible. And trust me, I understand.
But honestly, what is stepping up and screaming,
"Me too," gonna do about it?
- It'll show a pattern
and make sure that no other woman is at risk.
- And what are those women gonna do
when I lose everything?
When I can't pay my bills? Who's gonna pay them for me?
Look, I'm sorry this happened to you.
I really am, but...
I can't do this.
- Laila, please.
- No, I'm sorry. I just can't.
[knocking on door]
- ♪ Shake ♪
- Ayy, what's up? - Hey.
Oh, you don't have to lock it.
- You okay?
- How was the party?
- What party?
- I know you weren't home sick, MJ.
- It--it wasn't a party.
- How long have you been lying to me?
- Depends.
How long have you been spying on me?
- Not long enough.
You've been lying to me from the second
you started hooking up with André.
- He swore me to secrecy.
I--I wouldn't have gotten in, Nia.
- [scoffs]
What else they make you do?
- Nia, I don't know if you forgot,
but I'm a grown-ass man.
Can't nobody make me do a damn thing.
- [laughs]
Is that how you feel? Huh?
- Nia, you told me to infiltrate.
- That doesn't mean to deceive me.
- Excuse me? - I mean, I don't know
whether you trying to lie to me about this shit or to yourself.
- Oh, really? - Really.
- How dare you try to question me
when all I've been was loyal to you from day one?
Shit, I'm trying to figure out how I'ma pay my god damn bills
because your selfish-ass decisions got us fired.
- Oh, so it's about the money? Really? That's pathetic--
- You don't get it, do you? You still don't get it.
- I don't get it. Help me understand.
- I can't keep being your shadow, Nia.
It's time for me to do what I need to do for me.
- You're a sellout.
I hope you know that. You're a sellout.
Don't come in here no more. Get out.
- Okay, watch me work.
[tense music]
- The other night,
in a moment of enthusiasm but poor judgment,
I spoke in a way that some found hurtful and offensive.
The N-word is something that my people have fought
to take ownership and power over.
That authority belongs to us and no one else.
That lax attitude sometimes allows others
whose ancestors have not bled and died over the word
to feel free to assume control over it,
believing that they can carry its weight, and they cannot.
[soft dramatic music]
And for that,
from the bottom of my heart,
I apologize.
- Well said, Kareem. - Thanks, man.
- Hey, now let's see these bitches play ball.
[laughs] - Aw, man.
- Vipers and Stallions coming up.
- She gonna like this apology for sure.
[upbeat music]
- Vipers and Stallions almost underway.
Your L.A. Vipers taking on the Austin Stallions.
The building is rocking.
It's like a playoff atmosphere.
Sold-out crowd.
He-Man Taylor gives Marques King
the matchup everybody has been anticipating.
- Go, go, go, go, go.
- Tip is up and of course, the Vipers have possession.
Copeland showing the flash.
Witcher. Nothing can stop him.
- See, that's what I was saying, the whole thing--
the coach have to figure it out.
Coach done figured it out now.
- Vipers back on defense.
Austin moving up court.
Their offensive philosophy--
the ball finds energy.
Let's see if that philosophy will be successful
in today's game.
So far, the defense looking good for the Vipers.
This is a rebound for King.
Pushing it.
The Vipers setting up the offense.
- Yep, setting up. Little flights.
Pick and screen.
- Going off, they're picking a row.
- Come on, King. Take your time.
- King is in sicko mode. Absolute!
[cheers and applause]
- Yes! - Yeah, baby!
[laughs]
I smell a playoff run coming, babe.
- Marques. - Get it, get it.
- Yes! - Boom.
- Yes! Yes, Marques!
Yes! Yes.
[laughs]
- If you think you're keeping this thing with Marques
a secret, you're fooling yourself.
- We're just getting to know each other, okay?
He's a good guy, Dad.
- As long as we keep winning, I don't care.
[all booing]
- Time-out. Stallions.
- Three seconds remaining.
The Vipers down with one last chance to get off a shot.
King is having the game of his life.
- Come on, King.
- Time winding down. - Pass it. Watch it.
- Finds King on the end bound. -Shoot it, shoot it, shoot it.
- King throws up a prayer. [buzzer blares]
Form is perfect. Follow through is good.
- Come on, come on, come on.
[dramatic music] - The prayer is answered.
- Yes! - The Vipers win.
- Yes, yes, yes! - That's my boy!
That's my boy! That's my boy!
Bro, oh, my God!
[overlapping excited chatter]
- The Vipers get the win! - Come on, baby!
- King with the game winner.
The Vipers have stepped and took it to the playoffs.
The regular season is where you make your game.
With the playoffs, that's where you make your name.
- We going to the playoffs, baby.
Thank you, Jesus! Oh, that's big time.
That's what I'm talking about!
Calm down.
- ♪ Bring rap justice ♪
♪ But I ain't Five-O, y'all know it's Nas-Yo ♪
- Nobody can stop us. - Nobody can stop us.
- Not when all three of us can play.
- I'm telling you. - All three of us can.
- Off the contact, man. We won.
And won.
But listen, as long as you keep bringing that fire...
- I will keep on buying the gasoline.
- I got you. - I know.
- I'ma let you now.
- It's a walking bucket right here.
- There you go. Talk to her. - Let everybody know that.
- Listen, let 'em know. - Hi.
- Listen, man, if you a Viper fan...
- We in public.
- I don't care.
- For real? - Nope.
- For real?
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Now we on a winning streak. I told y'all.
One win away from another team, and we're gonna be good.
We maintaining our straight, An faith four.it.
We only looking at the prize. We gonna be good.
- ♪ If you treat me like an option ♪
- I'm gonna need this and this.
- ♪ Let me hear it in your voice ♪
♪ You wanna get in time, hey ♪
- Oh, what the heck? [laughs]
Congratulations on being named top ten actors to watch.
We appreciate your loyalty. Bryant Ellis.
Oh, my God. This is so sweet.
- Thank you.
[elevator dings]
[soft jazzy music playing]
- Good evening, Miss.
- Good evening.
- Enjoy your night.
- Thank you.
♪ ♪
- This woman here in the leopard dress,
she's a reporter.
I guarantee you, she's not a member.
- We have a situation. - Handle her.
♪ ♪
- We got a location on our situation.
She's walking out the door.
- Hey! Excuse you.
What's her problem?
- Next on "Games People Play"...
- I need to talk to you about something.
You got that little stash?
Will you take care of that for me?
- André.
- God, you don't get it, do you?
This is the Foundation that we're talking about.
- My trailer is actually locked..
Do you mind opening it for me?
- I can't do that.
- I just wanna know what the hell is going on.
- I'd like for you to join me and Dad for brunch.
I want my dad to get to know the man
that's stolen my heart.
- Sit down, son. Just in time for the--
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, stop the bullshit.
- Excuse you, Marques? - Y'all in it from the jump?
- [panting]
[banging on door]