- She loves you. - Yeah, but--
- Hold up, you do?
- MALE: Previously on "Bruh"--
- I'm always gonna love you. - Wow.
- Yeah, we going.
- Good to see you. I like your little outfit.
You look good girl. [laughs]
- And you don't think that works?
- I don't know, guys. I don't know.
- I'm gonna go. - Do you have to?
- He's still in love with Regina.
- You talking about Bill? - I need to go shower.
- What a coincidence. So do I.
- Yes, Bill. The sucker for love.
- BILL: Oh, Regina.
- ♪
- Regina.
- So, this is what we doing?
- Huh? No. No, what?
- I'm so stupid.
- No, girl, I'm--I'm the one that's stupid
because I didn't know that he had somebody.
- Oh, he doesn't. - Well, I'm not with him.
- It looks like you are, sis.
- Alright, I'm gonna go ahead and get dressed
'cause I'm not with the drama. - Oh no.
No need for you to leave, hun. Please.
- No, no, no, don't go, don't go.
Don't go. - Move.
- No, no, I want to talk to you. - You--
With the lips that was just in between her legs.
- Huh? What? No, no, no, I'm sorry.
- Ugh, I'm so stupid. - Well, what's going on here?
- Hey, can you--can you get dressed and go, please?
- No. - No?
No, no, you told me to be honest.
- Yes I did but, wait, who are you?
- Girl, I'm not nobody.
- No, you are everybody, everything.
- Clearly, I'm not.
- What's your name is what I'm--
- Girl, he said my name. It's Regina.
- [clears throat] Excuse me. My name's Natalie.
I'm sorry if my voice is a little hoarse.
I was just too busy choking on all that dick.
- Hold up, hold up, no, no. Don't escalate.
- I told your ass to be honest. - I'm trying.
- Oh no, girl, go on. - No.
- Okay. He never mentioned Regina.
- Huh, really? - Mm-hmm.
- Hold up, y'all really doing this right now.
- Shut up. - Shut up.
- So, how long have you known him?
- We dated a few years. - So did we.
- When? - Well, let's see.
We ended end of 2017.
- Really? 'Cause we dated 2016 to 2019.
- Did we? I don't think so. - Really?
- Yeah, so basically, we pretty much--
- We overlapped? - --we overlapped.
- There was no lapping. - We overlapped.
- There was no lapping. - Unbelievable.
- You know what? We need to compare notes.
- No, y'all don't. - Yeah, actually we do. We do.
Yeah, we should compare notes. - Wann go get some coffee?
- You wanna get some coffee right now?
- I think so. - No, that's a bad idea.
- --gonna have some hot tea. - No, no tea.
- Because this is real hot. - No, this is--no.
No, no, no, where y'all going? This is dumb.
This is not a good time to have coffee.
Hey, can--can you bring my shirt back?
One of y'all?
- ♪ Navigating through this state of life ♪
♪ Trying find me a shawty and make her mine ♪
♪ Now I'll find one in no time
♪ With the help of the homies
♪ I'm going up with my bruhs
♪ Going up, going up with my bruhs ♪
♪ Going up, going up with the bruhs ♪♪
- ♪
- [Alice moaning]
- Ugh, ugh! Stop!
- ♪
- Coming to arrest your nasty ass.
- [knock at door]
- Who is it? - BILL: It's Bill.
- What you doing here? - I'm so--boy.
- I told them you wouldn't be able to do it.
What's up? - Yo'
- What? - I'm so heated right now.
- What happened?
- Man, Regina came to the house.
- This nigga is just gonna make his self comfortable.
I'm confused.
I thought that's what you wanted.
- Well, yeah. But not while I was digging out on girl.
- Oh damn. What happened?
- Man, I--boy, Regina walked in.
I had her up in the air. I was twirling.
I was all up in, like-- - Oh man, like Thanksgiving.
- Like all you can eat buffet. - Like gobble, gobble.
- Lu-lu, yeah.
- So, what did Regina say? - Man, she was just so damn--
- [Alice moaning]
- What? - Hey, what's that noise?
- Focus. Tell me what happened. Tell me what she said.
- [Alice moaning] - She was--is that your mama?
- Hey, hey, focus. Stay here. Tell me what happened.
- I know you hear that. How can I concentrate?
- You gotta learn how to focus. I learned how to tune it out.
It's a--it's a meditation you use.
- No, it's not meditation. - Just tell me what happened.
- You know what? I can't focus with that. Nope.
- A'ight, let's just go to your house then.
- No, let's go to a bar.
- Okay, that's fine. Let's do that.
- ALICE: Hey. - Ma.
- What?
- Can you go put some clothes on, please?
- Do I need to show you again? - Ma, stop that.
Please, I got company. - Hey, Bill.
- Hey, Ms. Alice. - You can look at me.
- No, I can't. - Ma.
- What, you think you gonna get turned on?
- No, I think I'm gonna get sterile.
- Oh, you talking that bullshit.
- Mom, please? Come on, can you go to your room?
- Oh, nah, see y'all don't like this Korean vintage coochie.
- Don't ask. Don't ask. - Korean?
- Don't even try to understand that.
- Korean? - Don't try to understand.
- Yeah, Korean.
- Ma, you Black. Why is that even, what?
- I got a weave done there.
- Oh damn. - Okay, Ma?
- Oh, that's like-- - [laughs]
I know. I know I'm Black, 'cause you know you are what you eat.
- What does that even mean? - I got a Korean man in there.
- Okay. Ew, nobody cares at all.
- Wow, I don't. - Please, Ma, can you just go?
Please? - No, no, no, I want
to tell y'all about my favorite Korean dish.
- Aw, naw. - My God.
- Yeah, yeah. - Let's go, bro.
I can't do this. I'm not fittin' to do this.
Yeah, go ahead. Come on, bro.
- Hey, where y'all going? - We're leaving, Ma, bye.
Go, go, please leave.
- Okay. I'll see y'all.
- Grab my keys, bro.
- You some ma ga goo go.
- Ma, that is not Korean. That's offensive.
Okay? Like, stop doing that. Uh.
Let--let me put some clothes on. I'll be right back.
- Alright. - Like what you looking at?
- Ms. Alice? - What, baby?
- You know you my mama's age.
- Yeah, but you know your mama was a ho.
- Ms. Alice. - Uh-huh.
She sucked more dick than a ball at a golf club.
- Ms. Alice, that don't make no sense.
- I bet it did to your mama.
- How you gonna talk about my mama like that?
- Hey, you better ask Tiger. [purrs]
- Get yo' mama. Can you hurry up, Jay? Come on.
You know what? I'll help you get dressed.
- Hey, y'all don't want to meet my Korean?
- BILL: No!
- He gonna come and cook here in a minute.
- BILL: No! - [laughs]
- ♪
- [knock at door]
- Oh, I hope the hell this ain't John.
Who is it?
- GREG: Dr. Brooks, open the damn door, man.
- Dr. Hunter. - Roommate.
- Yo, what's up? What the hell you doing here, man?
- What's up, man?
- You said you were coming on the weekend though, right?
- Yeah, but I got here a little bit early, man.
It only took me three days.
- Three days, driving all the way from L.A.?
- Yeah, usually that type of road trip
would have taken me forever.
- Yeah, yeah, I remember.
Where was it that we drove together?
- I don't know. When?
- Like the summer after freshman year.
- Oh, my mom's wedding. - Yeah.
Yo, honestly, on that trip I vowed to never drive
anywhere with you again.
Bro, you stopped every freaking hour.
- What do you want me to do, man? I get bored.
I like to actually get out and experience
the side of the country I'm going through, you know.
Go shopping and stuff, right? - Yeah.
- Have a good time.
Is that--is that a problem with you?
- No, I--I remember that.
And we stopped every hour and it adds hours
onto the trip because you wanna stop,
you wanna buy this, get a little pretzel, like--
- I get bored, man. Okay?
I wanna stop. I get sleepy too. So, what?
That's a part of the road trip is the experience.
- Yeah, I remember all too well. That's why I'm kinda amazed
that you made it here so fast.
- You gonna eat that sandwich?
I been eying it, man. Thank you.
- Help yourself, Dr. Hunter. - I appreciate it.
- Glad to have you here. - Thank you so much.
- [laughs]
Oh, man.
- Yeah, usually that type of road trip
would have taken me forever, but I don't know.
I just had a lot on my mind, I guess.
- So, about the divorce. Sorry about that.
But, uh, it's final now, or?
- Uh, last week.
- Right on. How you feeling about it?
- I'm--I'm cool. I'm cool.
Um, I got a sports car.
- [chuckles]
Sports car? - Yeah.
It's actually funny. So, when I finally passed boards
and got my position down at the hospital, I wanted one.
But that was a fight with Jen, of course, you know.
- Wait, so, you're saying that she fought you
over getting a car?
- Jen fought me about everything.
So, look. On the way to sign the divorce papers,
I bought a brand-new Mercedes GT63S, bro.
The AMG. Beautiful car, man.
Beautiful car. I pulled up to her lawyers office
in it, and she was so mad, bro.
You should've seen the look on her face.
She was disgusted, man.
I was laughing all the way out here.
- That's petty, bro, but I've seen those cars.
They're amazing. They're amazing.
- It's nice. It's nice.
- But, hey, so, why didn't she want you
to have a sports car, though?
- She thought it was irresponsible
because we planned on starting a family.
- I mean, I guess I can see her point. You know?
- Look, man--look, one day I looked up
and everything that I liked she had a problem with.
Now, after awhile I was like, what the hell am I doing?
- Yeah, you hid it well 'cause, honestly,
from where I was looking, if you and Jen couldn't make it,
there's no hope for any of us. Seriously.
- Yeah right. You can get married
anytime you want, Dr. Brooks.
Last time I've checked, you never had a problem
with the ladies.
- Well, I mean, you know, I do okay.
But at the same time, all the ones that like me
are too crazy, so. - No, no, no.
You like crazy, so that's what you attract.
- What are you talking about, I like crazy?
- You like crazy. - I like--I like beautiful.
I like sexy. I like smart.
- I don't know about smart.
- And, you know, a lot of the freaky mixed in.
- With a scoop of crazy on top. - No, no.
- Alright, that's what I see. Nice place by the way.
It's a really dope spot. - Thanks, man.
Oh, I don't have anything in your room, by the way.
- Oh, that's fine, man. I left all my stuff in L.A. anyways.
Just I need an air mattress. That's it.
If you can do that, I'm cool. - Okay.
It's already in there but just blow it up.
- Okay. Thank you. - I'm gonna go to bed.
- Oh yeah, don't let me keep you up, man.
- Okay. - You have a good night, bro.
- Hey. - Appreciate you.
Thank you for letting me stay here, man.
- Of course. Listen, anytime, bro.
You know, you my guy. I'm glad to have you here.
- Okay, alright. Thank you.
- Hey, but honestly, I'm surprised you ever left L.A.
- Well, it's a new chapter for me.
You know? - Yeah.
- After all the stuff I went through,
I figured I needed a change of scenery, too.
And plus, with all my boys out here,
I figured Atlanta would be the spot.
- Well, hey, you know. Glad to have you here.
It's different.
It's different from L.A. so, but I hope you like it, man.
- So, what about you? You dating anyone special?
- Not at the moment. You know, but here's the thing.
I feel like if the right woman came along,
I'm in a place where I'm ready to entertain that.
You know? - Yeah.
- She'll find you, man.
- I hope so. What about you though?
I mean, you excited? You dating again now?
- I mean, I guess.
You know, I never really dated like that.
- What are you talking about? - No, think about it, man.
Like, I was always with Jen.
We got together in high school and we just never broke up.
- Yeah, it's funny, like, from the outside,
you guys seemed like the perfect fit.
Like the Black Barbie and Ken around campus.
- No, no. - Yes.
- No, I wouldn't say all that, man.
She was just bossy and I went along with her shit.
- Damn. - Yep.
- Okay, well, listen.
I gotta get some sleep but make yourself at home.
Whatever you need, bro. - Oh, yeah, yeah.
Don't let me keep you up, man.
I'll just crash here on the couch, man.
- Okay, yeah, yeah. Make yourself comfortable.
- Appreciate you, Dr. Brooks.
- Don't try to get any crumbs on it though.
- Okay. - Thanks, man.
- Nice apartment, thanks. - Hey, Greg.
Good to have you here, man. - Thank you, Dr. Brooks.
- See you in the morning.
- ♪
♪ I'm sorry to tell you what happened ♪
♪ The feeling was automatic
♪ Please don't make me loco na-na-na ♪
♪ I'm sorry to tell you what happened ♪
♪ You won't smoke in the cabin, you won't smoke in the cabin ♪
♪ Please don't make me loco na-na-na ♪
♪ It's funny, girl, I'm funny
♪ Twirled around and got some money ♪
♪ Everybody say they love me
♪ Walked in with that 40 piece ♪
♪ They can't take none from me
♪ Fight with my worries last night 'til it got sunny ♪
♪ Here we go na-na-na na-na-na ♪♪
- MIKE: Yo.
What the hell? - Hi, Mike.
Hi.
- Why are you texting me some shit like this?
And why are you in my house? I thought you got rid
of the key. - I still have your key.
I still have your key. Hi.
Give me a hug.
Oh, uh-oh. [laughs]
- Why are you texting me shit like this?
- What--what--what shit?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
I don't have any STIs. - What?
- This text. - What text?
Can you--can you get something to clean this up?
- No. And you shouldn't even be here.
Look, I don't have any STIs.
- What the hell are you talking about? STI?
- You just sent me a text. - Help me take off my shoes.
- You just sent me a text saying that I have to talk to you STIs.
I don't have any STIs. - I didn't text you saying STI.
- Look at it.
- BOTH: [laughing]
- Oops, my bad. My bad.
- Pam, are you drunk? - Yeah. Yes.
- What are you doing here? - Oh, it was supposed to say--
Here come over here.
It was supposed to say I need to talk to you, stupid.
- Pam. Pam. - Yeah.
- You're drunk. Are you drunk?
- Yeah.
That's the only way I would come here is if I'm drunk.
- What is it? - Okay.
I need to talk to you. - Okay.
- Mm, mm.
Okay. So, ew--your hand.
So, about this relationship thing.
- No, there is no relationship thing.
I changed my mind. - You ain't changed shit.
- Yes, I have. - Why?
Because you got rejected? - No.
- Uh-huh, yeah. Yeah.
- No, it's because I don't want you anymore.
- Yes, you do. Yes, you do.
You want me. - No, I don't.
- Mm-hmm. - No, I don't.
- Wait, so, what? So, you're just like little boy?
You--you--you get rejected so you just take your toys
and you go home? - Yeah.
Yeah, I would like for you to go home.
- Oh I am home. - Pam.
- I decorated this place. - Pam, no.
- I did. - No, please.
- Come to the bed-- let's go to the bedroom.
- I'm not doing anything.
- Come on, let's go to the bedroom.
- Pam, stop. - Yeah.
- What is wrong with you? - What?
- What is wrong with you? - Whole new me.
- I'm not doing anything with you.
You need to go home. - What?
So, you just--you just don't like women being in control.
That's what it is. - Pam.
You need to leave. - I can't.
I told you I walked here from the bar because I'm tipsy.
- Alright, well, take a ride share or something.
- No, I can't get in. The bartender kept my keys.
So, I--I really, I can't get in.
- You're playing games, and I'm not in the mood
for playing games. - I'm telling you.
No, I am telling you. - Pam, you have to leave.
I don't want to see you right now.
- What do you have to drink? - No.
- Mike. - I got water.
You need to go. Look.
- Put some music on. Let's put some music on.
Let's dance. - No.
No, no. - Yes, come on.
- No, look, I have somebody coming over here.
- You do? - Mm-hmm.
- Okay. Well, I mean, I hope she's hot.
Then, we can--we can-- we can have a threesome.
We can do a threesome.
- You don't even fuck with threesomes.
You need to go. - Really?
- For real, just--just-- - You're gonna put me out?
- I don't know how many times I have to say it.
- Okay. - Alright.
- Night.
Let me have some of that.
- You need to go. You need to go.
- You know what? I don't even want it anymore.
- Alright then, just leave. - Bye, asshole.
Wait, do you--you have my slippers here.
My slippers are still here. - Take the slippers.
And give me my key and get out.
Now, leave. Leave.
- Oh, okay, fine. - Bye.
Bye asshole.
You know what? I'm not coming back here anymore.
- Don't come back here anymore. Alright, you need to go.
- Can I have a hug? - Take the hug.
Take the hug. Take the hug. Take the hug.
- Okay. Okay. - Take the hug.
Take your shoes. - Okay, wait, okay.
- You okay? Alright? You good. Alright.
Take the shoes. - Bye.
Wait, oh. - Take the shoes.
Leave the key and take the shoes.
- Fine.
Give me a kiss.
- Just get out. - [laughs]
Bye. - Bye.
- ♪
- She came at you like that? - Yep.
- And they went out together tonight?
- Mm-hmm. - Where they going?
- I don't know but they said something about having coffee
and comparing notes or something.
- Damn. - Yeah.
Damn, you know what? - What?
- Ah, damn, man. - What?
- They about to know all my little dirty secrets.
- Bill, you kinda deserve that shit, though.
- Yo', I don't need your-- I don't need your judgement,
right now, Jay. - I'm not judging you
and just trying to tell you like the truth.
- Look, you know you ain't no saint your damn self.
- I know. I'm not saying I'm a saint.
Okay? - Okay.
- Get off the defensive
and listen. - Then why you talking?
- I'm saying you put yourself in that situation.
- Can you back the hell up off real quick?
- I get it, I got you. Okay, cool. Backed up.
- Before I get the hell up out of here
and leave your broke ass to pay for these drinks.
- Your triffling ass would do that.
- In a heartbeat. - I know you would.
Petty ass. - Hey.
How are you?
Thank you so much. - Can I get another one, please?
- Yeah. What you want?
- Uh, bourbon. - Okay, got it.
- You're back again. - I am.
- What--what did he do? - Nothing.
- No, what did you do? - I didn't do nothing.
- No, it really wasn't him. It was the assholes he was with.
- What did Mike do? - Oh, so, you know him, too?
- I'm sad to say, yeah. - Yes, we're sorry.
- Yeah. - I apologize.
He gets drunk, he's out of control.
- Yeah, you apologized.
- Okay, I just really want you to know.
- I actually need to apologize myself.
I acted completely out of character.
My boss--he's just really been on my ass.
- Oh no, you fine.
I just--no problem, I'm sorry again though for Mike.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Yeah, I'm gonna go get his drink.
- Okay.
Bye. I'll see ya later.
Ouch, what are you hitting me for?
- You need to get at her. - Bro, no.
- Jay, the whole time she was flirting with you, baby.
- I'm not ready for that, man. - You what? What?
- These Atlanta chicks ain't feeling me like that.
- Ah, come on, man, what?
- You know I live with my mama.
- Oh, so now you finally admit it.
- No, you know what I'm saying. Stop playing.
It's a place that I pay for. - Okay.
- I can't get with these chicks in Atlanta, man.
They ain't feeling me like that.
- Yo, how you gonna know if you don't try. Take a shot.
Shoot your shot, Jay. - Bill Bill.
Look, at this place, bro.
She get big ballers coming in here all day.
- Big balls? - You know what I'm saying.
Not big balls, big ballers. - I'm just--be specific.
- I don't know if they got big balls.
That's dirty. - Be specific.
- Don't be like that. Real talk, though.
Bro, I'm still trying to build. I gotta get on my feet first.
- Okay. You still fucking Cynthia?
- What? No.
- Yeah, you are. - No, I'm not. It's not funny.
- Yo, you been messing with that girl for a minute.
- I'm not. - Yes, you are.
- I'm not. Okay, sometimes.
- [laughs]
You been hitting that for a minute.
- Hey, old faithful. - Old reliable.
- Always there in the time of need.
They may not come when you want 'em.
- But always on time. [laughs - [laughs]
Why don't you go ahead and get with that girl?
- Man, it's not like that with me and her.
- Well, it could be.
- Man, that's not what I want with her at all.
- Okay, so you just wanna hit it.
Stick and move. - No, it's not like that, man.
We have a understanding. Me and her have a understanding.
It's very clear. - Okay.
Well, you know she's into you.
- Look, she's just as lonely as I am
and it's just two lonely people
trying to make it work with what we got.
So, this is how we both got a understanding.
- Okay, she into you, otherwise, she wouldn't be coming over
every time you called, so stop playing.
Yo, where she at with my drink? - Dude, she lonely, I'm lonely.
We have a understanding 'cause she got her own thing
and situation why she want to be single, so.
- I understand you're lonely. - Okay.
- I understand it.
- So, since she lonely, I'm lonely we need each other.
So, that's how that works out. - [phone rings]
- That's sweet.
Who dat? Who dat? - It's Tom.
- Thank you.
Yo, I thought it was supposed to be past his bedtime.
He's single. He's single.
- I thought so too. Hello.
- TOM: John. - Yeah.
- You need to get home right away.
- What's wrong? - Your mom just called me.
She said she feels like she's having a heart attack.
- What?
- TOM: Yeah, I'm on my way there right now.
And I already called the ambulance.
Just get there okay? - A'ight.
- What's up? What was that about?
- Look, we gotta go.
- Well, I mean, you ain't got no car.
- Hey, my mama's having a heart attack, man.
- What? - Yes.
- A'ight, I'm sorry. Let's get it. Let's get it.
- Hey, hey, somebody's gotta pay this bill.
- ♪