- He threatened our daughter. - I need you to calm down.
Don't go over there like this. - I'm going over there.
I'mma talk to his ass. Matter of fact, I'mma do more than talk.
- Have you and Dad been reading my texts?
- Not now!
- That is just wrong. - I said not now!
He text her while we were at dinner the other night
and threatened her and told her not to ever see his son again.
- The sheriff put Jeremy in jail.
- Put him in jail for what?
- Jeremy hit the sheriff! - Shut up!
- And we need to get him out of jail.
- BOTH: Shut up!
- ♪
- Oh, I mean, we got there, and it was--
- Really, Cora? Really? - Cora, Cora, what happened?
- They was into it when we got there, right?
And I mean, he-- - He hit the sheriff?
- Yes, he hit the sheriff!
- What? - You know what?
Jeremy's lucky the sheriff didn't bust a cap in his ass.
- Yes, you're right, you right! - Pow, pow, pow.
- That's why I didn't want you to go.
- Mr. Brown, I am--
- MR. BROWN: You could've got shot too, Cora.
- I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm made of steel.
- You--you know you not as gangster as me and your momma.
- You know who my momma is.
- You can't dodge bullets like we can.
- Man, I was bobbing and weaving--
- I'mma shoot at you.
You show me how you do it. [imitates gunfire]
- You're dead. You're dead. You're dead.
- But, look, this is serious, now.
- All right, all right, all right, what happened?
- That man put him in jail. - What, Cora?
- Yes. - Yeah, we gotta get him out.
- Oh, yes, 'cause he know he was wrong for putting him in jail.
- Yeah, and I don't think my husband hit that man.
- And the sheriff got all the power.
- And you know what?
We got to fight the power that be.
- BOTH: We got to fight the powers that be!
- Okay, I'll tell you what.
We gonna go down there and we gonna protest.
- I'm with you on that.
- We gonna make some big protest signs.
- Like it, like it, like it.
- We'll make--we'll make your protest sign small.
You'll give out trying to hold the protest sign.
- Yes, I got it.
- You know he's tired. He can't walk far.
- How 'bout I take my protest sign
and bust ya upside your head?
- Why are you so violent? I thought we was cool now.
- No, we ain't gonna never be cool.
Get that out your head.
Cool, me and you, ain't gonna happen.
- Grandpa, stop it, okay? - Okay, I'll stop it
when you stop messin' around with the sheriff.
- I was not messin' around with that man.
- You were messin' around with a woman?
- Let me know this, let me know this.
I need to know this.
Why did your husband go down there
and punch your boyfriend in the mouth?
- Okay, you listening? - I'm listening.
- Listen carefully, okay? - Listen--listen, Vinny!
- That man-- - I'm listening.
- Okay, well, listen.
You can't listen and talk at the same time.
- Don't you see me listening? - No, you're talking!
- I'm gonna listen.
- That man? - That man.
- Sent a threatening text message.
- BOTH: Sent a threatening text message.
- To your great-granddaughter.
- CORA & MR. BROWN: To your great-granddaughter.
- Telling her to stay away from his son.
- BOTH: Telling her to stay away from his son.
- Dot, dot, dot.
- What? - Yes.
And we saw it.
- What did that big bastard say to her?
- Oh, I'm gonna give you a free card for that.
- Thank you. - Oh, now you mad.
- I don't like that at all.
- And--and Jeremy didn't like it either.
So he went over there to talk to the man.
And then he go and hit him in the face.
- Well, I'll be--can I have one?
- You have a free card, another free card.
- Damn!
- [indistinct chatter]
- I'm done for the day. - That's it.
- ♪
♪ No matter what you do, I love you ♪
♪ No matter where you go, I'm behind you for sure ♪
♪ Always remember, blood ain't never water ♪
♪ We'll make it if we stay together ♪♪
- ♪
- You knew he was gonna hit him? - I did.
- He hit you before?
- What are you talking about, Grandpa?
- Okay, now, we need to get him out of jail, y'all.
- Well, Cora, we don't have that much money.
- You don't have that much money? Well, let me see.
I think I--I got about-- I got about $2,000, okay?
- Wow. - Where did you get $2,000 from?
- Well, don't you worry about where I got it from.
How much you got on it? - My good looks.
- Definitely he gonna be in there a long damn time.
He's gonna have big cornrows, tattoos all over his body.
He's gonna go in one of them prison gangs for sure.
- How do you know so much about jail?
- I done some time.
- Come on, Mr. Brown. Come on.
- Why they gotta leave--
- What is it, Cora? - You know you got some money.
- Cora, I ain't got no money.
- Mr. Brown, now why you gonna stand there
and not tell the truth? That ain't Godlike.
- I ain't got no money, Cora.
- You're not telling the truth.
- Cora, okay, I got some money!
- Why you gonna stand there and lie like that
with that straight face?
- Cora, I ain't have no money for them.
I got money for me.
So technically, I wasn't lying.
I don't have no money for them.
- Mr. Brown, we have to get him out of there.
- I mean, you got to get him out.
This boy is soft like a marshmallow.
I mean, just soft.
I mean, she's trying to save her marriage.
- Grandpa, what you talkin' about?
- I mean, if he stays there any longer,
he gonna come back engaged and he won't want you no more.
- Mr. Brown, give me the money.
- Cora, I--that's my retirement money.
- Mr. Brown, you're not retired.
- Yes, I am. I was just about to go to choir.
- Mr. Brown, we just--you just bought this place.
- What if this don't work out, Cora?
- Oh, it's gonna be all right, Mr. Brown.
- What--
How much money is it?
- $4,000. - $4,000!?
Y'all want me to give y'all $4,000 after I just gave y'all--
- ALL: $40,000. - We know.
- Well, if y'all know about it, why y'all asking me, then?
I ain't finna bail nobody out.
- Well, then, you got to give him the money.
You're tighter than them damn pants you go on.
- Oh?
- We gotta get him out of there, Mr. Brown.
- VINNY: We got it. - Okay.
Can I get--put his bail on layaway?
- VINNY: Layaway. - I'mma--I'mma put it--
When I get my--my income tax,
I'll just go pay it, like, $2 on it--every week.
- When is that? - When I get my stamps.
- When is that?
- So you mean to tell me you not gonna give him the money?
- You mean to tell me you gonna keep asking me
the same thing over and over again?
- I'mma call my mother. That's what I'm gonna do.
- Cora, your momma ain't got no money.
- Yes, she does have money. Madea do.
- How she get money? - 'Cause she went back to work.
- What she doing? Stripping?
- No. - What? She slangin'?
- No, she ain't slangin'! - [mutters]
- You know what? I'm done with you.
- Cora, your momma too old to be doing anything else.
- I'm gonna call her. - Thank you, Cora!
- You're welcome, sweetie.
- See, Cora gonna get cussed out.
- Paying her to put her clothes on.
"Put it on! Put it on!"
- Hey, y'all.
- We can't talk to you right now
'cause we about to get you bailed out.
- What? - Baby?
- Hm.
- What--they let you out?
- Yeah, yeah, he let me out.
- What happened?
- He let me out.
- Hey, did they braid your hair while you was in prison?
- You got you a belly full of noodles?
- Hey, did somebody--did you give them their cornbread?
- You know how to roll a joint? out of a shoe strings?
- Did you--was you on the top bunk or the bottom bunk?
- You got a man's tattoo on your back?
- Nobody did beat you with no soap, did they?
- Did you learn how to make Jell-O in a--a commode?
- I missed y'all too, okay? - Yes, yes, we missed you.
- Baby, what happened? - He let me out.
- This a setup.
- What are you talking about?
- They gonna have you killed.
- No, he's not.
- No, that's how they do it down here.
They let out, let you just mingle around people.
Then next thing you know, pow! Right in the ass.
- No!
What happened, baby?
- I just told him I was gonna call my lawyer.
- And that--and that worked?
- Yeah, I guess so. I'm out.
- Okay, wait a minute.
You ain't got nobody for no bail,
but you got money to call a lawyer?
- You got lawyer money, but you ain't got bail money.
- Somebody lying. - Mm.
- I'm glad you out, 'cause I was just about to write you
a big-old check. I just told them.
- Is that right? - He's lying, baby.
- I know he's lying, mm-hmm.
- Cora! Cora! - Huh!?
- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm all right! What's up!?
- What's--what's wrong? - I can't hear you!
Madea was screaming in my ears, and I can't hear you right now!
- Cora, you okay? - Speak louder!
- You okay!? - Yeah, I'm okay!
- Jeremy out! - Oh, that's good!
- Yeah, Jeremy out!
- Oh, Jeremy out! Hey, Jeremy!
Oh, it's so good to see you, baby!
When did you get out!?
- It's good to see you too. I just got out.
- Oh, that is so good!
They let you--they let you out without bail!?
- That's--that's what I said.
- Yeah, they let me out without bail.
Is that strange? - Huh!? What you say!?
- He said that we're strange!
- Oh, they was about to hang you!?
- Strange. Strange.
- He needs some change!?
- No, Cora, nothing strange for some change--
- While you was shaking for some change!?
- No, Cora!
- We need to get you a lawyer. - Yeah, we do.
- What you say!? What you say, Leah!?
- We gotta get him a lawyer.
- You gotta get him a...
- A-- - BOTH: --lawyer!
- A low-yer?
- Attorney.
- Ato...huh?
- LEAH: Never mind.
Baby, you shouldn't have hit him.
- No, he hit me first.
- He wanna quench his thirst!?
- No, hit him first!
- Hit him first? - Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.
- Okay, well, you left outta here, you were really mad.
- Okay, well, I've been mad before.
What, you doubting me?
- Y'all don't need to be getting into it.
- He said he's sad?! He said!?
- They getting into it.
- We're not getting into it.
- Well, she did say that you hit her.
- You're lying. Grandpa, I didn't say that.
- She said it.
- You slapped her? Who you slap!?
- No, nobody, no.
- He slapped her.
- No! - No.
- Nobody slapped me. He didn't slap me.
- Listen, listen, listen. Please, everybody.
Mr. Brown, Cora, especially you, uh-huh.
This is our business.
- [grumbling] - Can we please--
- We're going into business together!
Yes, we are! We're going into business!
- He wasn't saying that he needed my money.
- You need honey? - No, money.
- LEAH AND VINNY: $40,000.
- Well, I'm glad you're out, Jeremy!
- Well, I-- - I know I prayed for you.
I don't know about them, but I was praying for you.
- Thank you, Cora.
- MR. BROWN: Don't say nothing else, Cora.
- I prayed for you. - Mm-hmm.
- Don't say nothing else.
- So what we gonna do, baby?
- VINNY: I tell you what we gonna do.
We're gonna wait around for somebody to kill him.
That's gonna happen. - We're not doing that.
- Don't stand next to him 'cause he gonna get shot.
- He not a robot! No, he's not a robot.
- Cora, nobody...
- ♪
- [knocking on desk]
- [slams door hard]
- Yo, I can't believe this. I've had it with them.
I swear, Mom and Dad are crazy.
- Well, all y'all are crazy, in my opinion.
- I'm not crazy.
- Well...
- So I'm crazy because I want my privacy to be protected?
You know, can you believe they went through my phone?
- Yes, I can.
And look, I'm glad they did it to you and not me.
- Thanks a lot.
- Dang, I gotta delete a lot of "--".
- No, you shouldn't have to.
I mean, I know they're our parents,
but we have the right to privacy.
- You know Momma don't play that.
- You know what?
She is always crying about us not respecting her.
But she needs to respect us too.
I mean, I am so sick of the both of them.
- Look, now that we know they're spying on us,
I suggest you get a burner. I know I am.
- It's one thing to be in my business all the time.
But then to invite Lindor after I told them not to?
I can't believe that.
- Hey, look, that's your fault.
I don't know why you brought him here in the first place.
- Well, I just thought maybe if they met him,
they would see how cool he is and then stop tripping about us
spending time together.
- Note to self: bring none of my ladies around any of them.
- Don't bring anyone around here.
I mean, not that you even have anyone to bring.
But Mom and Dad can't handle that.
I mean, they are such dorks.
- First off, you do not know my lady situation.
- Whatever.
- [sighs]
So what are you gonna do?
- I don't know. I mean, what can I do?
Mom's always saying, "My house, my rules."
So...I guess I'll just have to wait 'til next year,
when I turn 18, and then get out of here as fast as I can.
- And where are you gonna go?
- As far away from here as possible.
- But then they'll just spy on you and find you,
like--like Liam Neeson.
- They don't even know how to work the computer.
- They were able to find out who you've been texting.
- True.
I mean, I'm so mad that they did that.
I will never forgive them.
- Cora, we need to go, 'cause I don't wanna be
a part of no drive-by shooting.
- He's not gonna kill nobody
- No, no, you can say what you want to. I know that man.
He is bad news. He got something up his sleeve.
- That's not true. - That is the absolute truth.
You won't be saying that when he come in and kill everybody.
- Cora? - What is it?
- We need to go. - Where we going?
- We're going home, 'cause I don't wanna die like this.
- Oh, that's the sheriff. He wouldn't do that.
- No, no, he would do it.
He did it to the last man who hit him.
- What happened? - We don't know.
We ain't find the body yet.
- Well, I believe it. - Why do you say that?
- I just do. - You know what?
I think y'all should just go back to Chicago.
- Don't you think you're being a little extreme?
- No, I'm not being extreme.
Take your two kids that don't nobody like.
Go on back to Chicago and we'll, um,
send you some money every week.
- Yeah, whatever. I know that's a lie.
You ain't sendin' nothin' nowhere.
- Now, that part is true.
But the Chicago part, we want that.
- Look, listen. Everybody please just calm down.
Everything's gonna be fine, okay?
- LEAH: That's right.
- All right, now, let's have dinner, please?
- Cora, you ready to go? - Okay. Yeah.
Let me put my shoes on.
- Okay, well, I'mma start dinner.
- Oh, shoot, speaking of death, I know she can't cook.
Her cooking will kill people.
- We're going to have words if you don't go get in that car.
Get the stuff and be out there.
- What stuff you gonna get?
You better run before they start shooting.
- I'm putting my shoes on. - Cora, they comin'!
See, you got scared.
- Would you stop? Go on, get.
- I'm gone, Cora, I'm gone.
- Okay, we'll see y'all tomorrow, okay?
- Okay. - CORA: All right.
You know what? I'm so excited.
Even with all this going on. - [bell rings]
- Yes, but I'll be glad when we can get all of this behind us
and we can get it done. - That's right.
Well, I'll see y'all tomorrow. Y'all have a good night.
- Bye. - See you later, Vinny.
Bye, Jeremy. - Bye, Cora.
- [sighs]
- Honey.
- We have another problem.
- [bell rings] - What's that?
- Your daughter found out that we read her text messages.
- Aw, damn. - I know.
- How did she find out? - I don't know.
- I'll tell ya how she found out.
'Cause Mr. Genius Criminal right here who like to hit the sheriff
left the computer on.
- Oh no.
- Remind me to never rob a bank with you two.
- Don't worry. - You know what?
Y'all two like to do all the wrong damn things.
- Are you done?
- No, I'm just taking some time and looking at
Mr. Criminal over here.
- Grandpa, Grandpa, please, can you--can you--can you just go
and get washed up for dinner?
- I don't have to get washed up. It is Thursday, thank you.
- Okay. But then you don't need to eat dinner.
- Well, fine.
Miss Cora left with the good cooking anyway.
- Baby, baby, I love your cooking.
Don't even--don't even--
don't even trip, okay? It's okay, all right?
- I'm sorry I left the computer open.
- [sighs] You know what?
It's--it's my fault.
- No, all of this started because we wanted to invade
her privacy and we should not have done that.
- Yeah, I know.
- You told me.
- You know what? It don't even matter, okay?
I'm just happy that we know what's going on now.
- Me too.
So, you ready?
- Huh! - [coughs]
- I guess there's no time like the present, you know?
- Okay, all right, what do we got?
- All right. Okay.
One, two, three-- that's your ass.
- Oh, Jeremy!
Come on, let's go.
You go first.
Get in front of me.
- Hey.
- Oh, no. - What?
- You want me to leave.
- Yeah, we need to talk to your sister.
- Well, she's mad right now.
- Yeah, I know that.
- And you still want me to leave?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Well, maybe one day I'll have a place in this family.
- Son, you have a place in this family.
- Well, every time you have to talk to her, I don't.
- Well, guess what?
We appreciate you so much for giving us our space.
Thank you. - Do I have a choice?
- Mm, nah.
Get out of here.
Little buddy.
- Yeah. And you know what?
Stop bringing applesauce in your room.
We're gonna get roaches.
- We already have them!
- Must have came in from Brown.
- [sighs] Sandra?
- Mom?
- Look, we need to talk to you.
- You know, I can't believe you went through my phone.
I have no privacy.
- You're right.
- Mom, why did you do that?
- Well, we-- - We just wanted to--
- Be nosy?
- No, we wanna protect you.
- Well, that's not fair.
- JEREMY: Okay, well, I'll tell you what's not fair.
When I was a kid, my grandfather took the doors off my room.
- Mm.
- Okay, well, that was, like, in the 1800s.
I mean, this is modern times.
- Wow.
- SANDRA: You know what? I don't like this.
You guys need to delete the spy apps.
- Okay, all right, we can do that.
- Thank you.
- But, we wanna talk about what we read.
- LEAH: Hm.
- Um...how much did you read?
- Uh, I didn't read nothin'. It was your momma.
- Well, thank you. - Well, it was you--
- Okay, but what did you read?
- We saw where Lindor's dad threatened you.
- Yeah, why didn't you tell us?
- Well, you read it. I mean, you know what he said.
He told me not to talk to him.
- Well, I talked to his daddy.
- You did? - JEREMY: Yeah.
- And...how did that go?
- It--it was fine.
- Well, I don't believe that.
- Why? - Because he's so mean.
- Well, hold up. What else did he say?
- Well, I just watched the way that he treats Lindor.
- Baby, we can help him.
- No, that man is evil.
- Honey, trust me, we can help him.
Just tell me what else you saw.
- Well, I make him food.
I mean, he doesn't feed him, and...
- And what?
- Well...he's abusive.
- Wow. You were right.
- SANDRA: So...
- Honey, you should've told us.
- Well, he doesn't want you to know.
- Baby, listen, you don't want him to get help?
- No, Mom, you guys can't help him.
- Why? What do you-- what do you mean?
- He's the sheriff.
- Okay, well, you let us handle that.
- ♪
- Well, what are you gonna do?
- We're gonna call and get him some help.
- [sighs] He's gonna be so mad.
- Listen, baby, this is for his own good.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
Listen, right now I need you to trust us, okay?
- Like you guys trusted me?
- Mmm.
- Oh, okay. We'll delete the app.
- [chuckles] I already did.
- You?
- Yeah, I deleted it off the computer.
- Okay. That's fair.
That's fair. Whatever.
- Look, can you guys really help him?
- Yes, we're gonna get him some help right now.
- Okay.
- ♪
-♪