- Previously on "Bel-Air"...
- Mrs. Banks.
- We want to offer you the fellowship.
- You'll be great, Vivian.
Audiences will be throwing roses at your feet.
- And her roses are long overdue.
- Philip!
- I haven't told my parents yet,
but I told Kylo to fuck off and I quit the house.
- Mm. - I'm staying
at this bungalow at this five-star hotel.
Maybe we could go there and order room service.
- [laughs] Yeah.
- Will is almost a man.
I might tell him about his father.
- He might hate us.
- Yo, what up, G? - A comprehensive report
on your father.
- Is he alive? - Very much so.
- I don't want to know him, because the truth is
you've been more of a father to me
than any man ever has.
- Sadly, I can't trust you anymore.
You're fired.
- So let's just say...
- You had a family emergency.
- Right.
- Tell me this isn't you, Will.
[tense music]
Why would you lie?
- Fred Wilkes knows about Will's arrest
and the strings you pulled to get him out of trouble.
- When I launched my campaign,
I did so with my family by my side.
Today, I'm withdrawing from the race
to be the next district attorney.
[crowd murmuring]
* *
[Robert Glasper's "Shine"]
[indistinct chatter]
- * I can feel the love in here *
* *
* My inner space got constellations *
* *
* And all those inner conversations *
* *
* They help me to shine *
* Shine *
* *
- Hey, I know him.
- Yeah. Yeah, your aunt really captured
some of your best qualities here.
Courage. Resilience.
And your ability to adapt and shine.
- You see all of that in this painting?
- I do.
Most importantly, I see all that in you.
* *
- Well, I mean, that's all thanks to you.
And Aunt Viv.
Seriously.
You know, growing up without a dad was hard.
But you stepped up and gave me a second chance.
You saved my life.
I never talked to you about everything that happened
since, you know, you stepped back.
But I just wanted to say that I'm sorry.
You know, if I--
- Hey. Hey.
It's all right, Will.
What was meant to be was meant to be.
- You mean I didn't ruin everything?
- No.
[laughs softly]
Helping you is a decision I'll never regret.
* *
- Thanks, Uncle Phil.
- Hey. Come on, now.
- [chuckles]
[both snap]
- [chuckles]
- Look at her.
It's crazy what us West Philly kids can do
when you give us an opportunity, huh?
- So beautiful.
- Excuse me. - Hi.
- Oh, my goodness! Hi, Denise!
Isn't this just like old times?
- Oh, this is better. [laughs]
You know, even back then,
we all knew that you were destined for something great.
- It's just that, I don't know,
I just feel a little guilty.
I mean, usually this fellowship goes
to young, emerging artists of color,
not someone living in a mansion.
- You are reemerging, Vivian. You deserve this.
- I know.
I just want to use my platform to discover new talent.
- So, um, is that fine man
with the light eyes gonna be helping out?
- Reid? - Mm-hmm.
And where is he at?
- Yeah, well, he swung through earlier,
but he didn't stay long.
He thought it was best for the focus
to be on me and Phil tonight.
Makes a lot of sense,
after all the drama in San Diego.
- Oh.
Well, Reid finds new artists, doesn't he?
- Excuse me. - Oh!
- [chuckles]
I wanted to come give you congratulations.
- So good to see you again.
Denise, this is my friend Hebru Brantley.
- Such an honor. - It's nice to meet you too.
I gotta say, I am so proud, Viv.
- Amen. Can we get a cheers for Viv?
- To Vivian.
[glasses clink]
- Girl, this party, or whatever you want to call it, is fire.
I mean, I knew you had money,
but I didn't realize you ran with such a bomb-ass crowd.
- Oh, so it's giving. - Oh, sis. It's giving.
- Okay. - [chuckles]
So much of what I do pulls inspo from this crowd, yo.
And if you think about it, what we do is art.
And you should embrace that shit.
Especially if you want to,
you know, break free from that whole Kylo entanglement.
- Girl, ain't nobody entangled with that white boy.
I'm trapped, okay?
But look, let's not talk about that situation too much.
I haven't told anybody about it.
- Ooh, haven't told anybody about what?
- My love life, Mom. Boundaries, please.
- Oh...[chuckles]
- Evening, ladies.
- Oh, hey, Jazz. How you doing?
- How you doing? Good. How are you?
- Excuse me. Mrs. Banks?
Can we grab you for some photographs, please?
- Oh. I'll talk to y'all later. Bye.
- Bye.
- So what's up?
Y'all enjoying this little soiree thing going on?
- Not soiree. What, you think you fancy?
- Hey, do not underestimate a brother
from Compton, all right? - Okay.
Oh, sorry, this is my cousin's friend Jazz.
Jazz, Ivy. Ivy, Jazz.
- Ivy. Nice to meet you.
You're not gonna poison me, are you?
- [chuckles] I don't know, maybe.
* *
[indistinct chatter]
- Jealous?
- What? Oh. Nah.
Nah. Absolutely not.
You know, I don't really get the crown, though.
What do you think it means?
- That someone should have watched the throne
a little closer.
- Maybe a little.
- Phil? - Mm.
Hey. Reverend Lamonte. Henry.
- Yamacraw. - Yo.
You know, I thought I felt
some alpha energy step into the event.
- You know we wouldn't miss it, frat.
- Been going to art exhibits for a few years now.
Wife says I'm becoming "cultured."
- Cultured, huh? - Speaking of,
now that you're out of the DA race,
what's next for you, Yamacraw?
Back to private practice?
- You know, I don't know yet.
But right now, the plan is to spend more time with my family.
- May the Lord answer your prayers.
- Oh, he already has, Reverend.
- Yeah.
- Good to see you, gentlemen. - All right.
- Enjoy the night. - All right, brother.
- All right. Aw, give me some.
- Oh. There it is. - Aw, yeah.
[mellow music playing]
* *
- Hey. Want me to ask them
if they can make you a Philly cheesesteak or something?
- No, thanks.
I'm here for your aunt and not you, okay?
- Look, Lisa, can we...just start over?
- There's nothing to restart, Will.
You lied to me.
And I gave you a chance
to tell me everything without any judgment.
And you looked me in my eyes, and you lied to me.
And then we slept together.
- Lisa, I had no other choice.
Look, what my uncle did for me
could have got him in a lot of trouble.
And it still can.
What was I supposed to do?
- You just don't get it.
- Lisa. Lisa.
* *
- She still mad, huh?
- Look, I'm trying to apologize to her, man,
but it's just...
- Maybe "sorry" ain't the magic word.
Ever just try to tell her how you feel?
- Mm-mm.
- Bro, then just tell her anyway.
If you get curved, you get curved.
I get curved all the time.
But at least you know you gave it a shot.
Oh, they got scallops? I ain't never had a scallop.
* *
- [sighs]
- Listen, I gotta say my piece,
and then I won't bother you anymore.
- Why can't you just accept the fact that this is over?
- Because I love you.
I love you.
That's why.
And I can't let you walk away without knowing that.
- You're just saying that to try and get me back.
- I'm not. I promise.
Lisa, you have my heart.
I have never felt this way before
about anyone in my life.
And if you can't forgive me,
then I just gotta live with that.
But I had to let you know how much you mean to me.
- We can't do this now. We're here.
But...
you should know that I...
We'll talk tomorrow. - Lisa.
[Easy McCoy's "Déjà Vu"]
* *
all: * Oh, yeah *
* Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah *
* Oh, yeah *
* Oh, oh *
- * Want you to come hold me *
* I know the fever that's inside me's there to stay *
- Hey, real talk? - Hmm?
- I'm really glad you left the influencer house.
- Yeah, but don't get used to this hotel, okay?
When my parents see this credit card bill,
I'm gonna have some explaining to do.
But this is nice.
- I'm trying to keep whatever this is going
for as long as possible.
[phone chimes]
- * Want you to come hold me *
* Feelin' like a fiend *
* And don't want anyone to know *
- Yes! I am a genius. I'm a genius.
Okay, so Ivy's post at my mom's gala
got her followed by Edward Enninful
and Aurora James.
- Oh, that's--that's great!
Uh...
am I supposed to know who the fuck those people are?
- Basically, the level of clout they are on,
Ivy hasn't even tapped into that yet.
This is big.
- Hey, and you got her there.
Just like you got my record store up to 5,000 followers.
- Aww.
I love how proud you are of such a small number.
- Okay, you can keep the jokes, but I mean, the truth is,
you know how to strategize, Hil,
and I just feel like that's worth way more than
just posing for some pics, you know?
- But I look good in those pictures, though.
Period.
- Oh, I know you look good in those pictures.
But I'm just saying, I want you to just stop thinking of Ivy
as some lifeline
and start thinking about her as a partner.
[phone buzzes]
- Oh, my God, it's Will.
Sorry, cuz.
[chuckles]
[phone buzzing]
- Oh, shit. Hey, this is Will too.
Uh...
Yo. Will, what up?
- Yo, Jazz, can you put Hilary on the phone?
- Uh, I don't know what you talking about.
Why would I be with Hilary?
- What?
- Bro, come on. I seen y'all at the reception.
You ain't fooling me. Come on, put her on.
- Well, he knows, so...
- Will, I swear to you, if you say anything--
- Listen, Hil, I won't.
Listen, okay, I really, really need your help, okay?
Lisa said that she'd give me one last chance
to talk to her today,
and I just need your advice on how not to miss my shot.
- Okay. Yes. Of course.
What's going on, cuz?
[Bran Movay's "Mango Sweet"]
- * I know I should have *
* Been more upfront, girl *
* Don't hold no grudge *
[knock at door]
- Come in.
- Morning, son.
I just wanted to see what you had planned
for the rest of the day.
- I was just gonna go work out
and then maybe go sneaker shopping after.
Why, what's up?
- Well, I know it's been a while since we spent
some quality time together,
and, well, I heard a couple F1 teams
are in town training for Grand Prix West.
- Wait, like, we're gonna go watch time trials?
- Better. I called in a couple favors
and arranged for each of us to get some time on the track.
- [laughs] Holy shit!
Dad, wait, that's-- that's amazing!
Wow! Does Will know about it yet?
- Well, I thought it could be just me and you, Carlton.
You know? I mean, unless you want him there.
- No. I mean, yeah.
But he doesn't really like racing that much anyway.
- Then it's settled.
We can leave when you get back from the gym.
- Great. - All right.
It'll be fun.
- Yo, C. - Yo.
- Let me fix you up some cheese eggs, man.
- No, thanks. I am all good.
Trying to eat healthy.
Which is impossible, because we have no food in the house.
Yo, what gives?
- Just another side effect of not having Geoffrey around.
- All right. Well, good thing he's coming back soon.
- Doubt it. - What are you talking about?
I thought he went on vacation.
- Vacation?
No--no, Uncle Phil told me he had a family emergency.
- See? This is why I checked his room.
And guess what. All of his stuff is gone.
- But Geoffrey wouldn't leave without saying anything.
- I'm not so sure about that.
- Do you know something?
- You remember when I told you that I had an opportunity
to find out about my father, but I chose not to?
- Yeah. - Right.
Well, Geoffrey found out that info,
and Uncle Phil was not happy about it.
- So you think Dad fired Geoffrey?
- Okay, no. Stop. No.
What could Geoffrey possibly have found
that would cause him to leave?
- I don't know. I don't know.
I didn't read the info before I gave it to Uncle Phil, so...
[Navé Monjo's "Electric"]
- * Yeah, yeah, yeah *
- Vivian?
I wasn't expecting to see you today.
To what do I owe the pleasure?
- Well, for obvious reasons,
we haven't spoken much since San Diego.
And you're a big part of why I was awarded the fellowship,
and I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate it.
- * Baby, you light up my world like... *
- Helping artists such as yourself share their gift
with the world is what makes me happiest.
- Which is why I would like
to work with you to help other artists of color
to get the same opportunity I have.
I mean, you have an amazing network, great expertise.
I mean, clearly you have an eye for talent.
- * I just wanna show you off, I do, girl *
* *
- I'm honored, Vivian. Truly.
But how does your husband feel about that?
- Phil and I have moved past all of his initial objections
to me working with you.
- * Baby, put your back into it *
* It's electric, oh *
- So anyway, what do you think?
* *
- * It's electric *
[soft music]
[line ringing]
- Hey, it's Lisa.
Leave a message,
and I'll get right back to you.
[beeps]
- Lisa, um, it's me.
I was calling because I was hoping
that we could continue last night's conversation.
You know, I'm on my way to basketball practice,
but, uh, call me back.
Please.
[phone chimes]
[message swoops]
[sighs]
[engine revving]
- Carlton!
Let's go, son. The racetrack awaits.
- Be right down.
[doorbell rings]
- Lou.
[tense music]
* *
- How you been, Phil?
- What the hell are you doing here?
- I heard my son asked for me.
- After the British guy filled me in on...
How bad my son wanted to see me,
I hopped on the next plane.
Figured I might be able to do some good, you know?
- We both know you could have done that three years ago,
when you got out of prison.
- Huh.
No ex-con wants to look his boy in the eyes,
especially when my room at the halfway house
was worse than my prison cell.
And I couldn't find a job for months, so...
- I don't doubt your life's been hard, Lou.
But you put your selfish pride ahead of your own son.
- Hmm.
Now, why am I not surprised
that you would see it that way, Phil?
Rich folk always say the rest of us are being prideful
whenever us common folk insist on holding on to our dignity.
- [chuckles]
There he is. That's the Lou I remember.
Can't believe it took you this long
to throw my money in my face.
- Oh, come on.
Don't act like money don't matter, Phil.
I've been out for three years, and I'm still scraping by.
You know I had to ask my pastor to pay for my plane ticket?
And I've been working hard, Phil.
Too damn hard.
And I ain't got nothing to show for it.
And then your man Jeremy-- - Geoffrey.
- Whatever his damn name is,
he shows up, and he tells me
my son needs me.
And he says you're against it.
- What, you're surprised?
Hmm?
- I ain't the same man you used to know, Phil.
I wouldn't be here if I was.
* *
- Well, Will lives in my house, under my care,
so I'll talk to Vivian about it, and I'll let you know.
- What the hell am I supposed to do till then?
- Well, you've waited 13 years.
I think you can wait a little longer.
I'll be in touch.
- All right.
- I mean, why would he just show up like this?
- 'Cause he wants something from us, Viv.
It's all a game.
- I mean, did he ask for anything,
other than to see Will?
- No. But think about it.
I mean, he could have reached out to Will
over the past three years, but instead he decides
to finally show up
when Will's staying in a Bel-Air mansion.
- I don't know, Phil.
- Well, you remember why he went to prison
in the first place.
- People change.
Isn't that the reason why you ran for DA,
to give people a second chance who made a mistake?
And, I mean, he's always maintained his innocence.
- Yeah, well, I was his lawyer, and trust me, he wasn't.
[aroomfullofmirrors' "Woah"]
* *
- * Woah, I'm Gipetto with the rap *
* Watch me pedal to the metal *
* Put the metal to his back *
* Why you meddle with a mental *
* Mani-Animaniac *
* Like, I don't settle *
* Watch it, set, go, ready, set, go *
* Take his head off his back *
* Die die die die *
* Die side by side *
* Fry fry fry fry *
* Hi hi hi hi *
* Yeah, buddy, black mass *
* Black skully, black mat *
* Black rat, rat throwin' it *
* Run forward, run for it *
* Stop runnin', start somethin' *
* I'm coming, duck, nigga *
* Good riddance, duck huntin' *
- Hey, Will.
- Hey, Mighty Mouse. Aren't you supposed to be
zipping around a track at like 200 miles an hour?
- Yeah, um, we had to postpone. Something came up.
Look, I have to tell you something.
I'm gonna need you to sit down so I can tell you what it is.
I'm not even sure if I should tell you.
- Bro, whatever it is, just lay it on me, a'ight?
- While you were away,
your dad came by the house.
[tense music]
- What? What are you talking about?
My dad was here? Today?
- Yeah. And he talked to my dad for, like, a while,
and then he just left.
- What--what--what did he want?
What did he say? - I don't know.
But my dad doesn't even know that I know.
In fact, he lied about why we had to postpone the racetrack.
He said it was a business emergency.
- So how do you know it's my pops?
* *
Hold up. Hold up. Hold up. Hold up.
No, I told Uncle Phil I didn't want to read that.
Bro, I don't want to read that, a'ight?
I just want to--[sighs]
I want to close the door on this whole situation,
so just...
- I know.
That wish isn't gonna come true.
Your dad's here, and mine isn't giving straight answers,
and this folder has all the answers you need.
* *
- Prison.
- Look, I think the best thing that we can do is offer Lou
a chance to come back out here,
only after we've had the chance
to make sure that Will can handle meeting him.
- How do we decide if he's even ready, Phil?
And who's to say it's even our right to decide?
- It's our right because he's under our roof,
and he's part of our family now.
- Okay, I get that, but we should call Vy
and see what she thinks, right?
Will.
- I figured you two were talking about me.
And my pops?
Don't bother trying to cover up.
I know he was here.
So you all really weren't gonna tell me.
- We were just discussing... - Yeah.
- What the next steps should be.
And now that you know, I mean,
do you want to meet with your father?
- Well, that depends. What does he want with me?
What? What is with you two?
Why can't y'all just answer a simple-ass question?
- It's complicated. Okay?
Listen.
To be blunt, your father's saying all the right things,
but Lou's not trustworthy.
Now, listen--listen. - Not trustworthy.
- He's a con man who was convicted
of robbing an old man he said owed him money.
- And you were his lawyer.
Right?
Yeah. I read the report.
- Report?
- I asked Geoffrey to look into my father,
and Uncle Phil wasn't too happy about it, were you, Unc?
- Is that why Geoffrey left?
- The decision to part ways was mutual.
- Not on my part.
Listen, we'll pick this up later, okay?
What else did you learn from this Geoffrey report?
- That my pops had it rough from the jump.
His daddy was a gangster who got killed in jail.
His mom died when he was 15. He dropped out of school at 19.
He got arrested for stealing a car,
so he already had a prior
when he was facing the assault charges.
He didn't have a second chance like I did.
- That's a sympathetic view of your father, Will.
- And he doesn't deserve sympathy?
Is that what you're saying?
You know, reading that report...
I realized that I've been wrong about him my whole life,
because everyone told me he walked out on me.
Like he had a choice.
But the truth is he got arrested,
and my mom just cut him off.
- You see...
That's where it gets complicated, Will.
Your father is volatile and unpredictable,
and we didn't want you in contact with someone
who would manipulate you or disrupt your life.
I'm sorry, Will.
That's why we were determined to keep you
from reaching out to him.
And that's why I didn't want you to track down somebody
who could have reached out to you all these years
when he was in prison, but didn't.
[soft music]
And I didn't want him to hurt you
any more than he already had.
* *
- And he showed up here today.
- Yeah.
- The decision to see him or not is still yours to make.
What do you want to do?
* *
[line ringing]
[phone buzzing]
- Hey, baby. What's up?
- My dad is here.
- What? How?
- I--I mean, it's my fault, actually, I--
I didn't know he would come, but I'm the reason he's here.
- Oh, God. Oh, my God.
Okay, what-- what did he say, Will?
- Nothing. I haven't talked to him yet.
I wanted to talk to you first.
Why didn't you tell me he was in prison?
- Um...
Because we--we thought it was
what was best at the time, Will.
You were four years old.
Baby, how do you think
you would have handled hearing that?
- [sighs]
But I'm not four anymore.
Why did you all think it was okay
to lie to me these past 13 years?
[sighs] Mom...
- I'm sorry if you feel like we made the wrong decision,
but you need to know
that we made that terrible choice out of love.
I love you so much, baby.
I'm sorry you had to find out this way.
[somber music]
* *
- I want to talk to him.
[Amber Mark's "Bubbles"]
- There it is.
- * I'll buy, I'll spend *
* My nights, my friends *
* I'm going out just to get over *
- Good? Okay.
- * The days I spent caught up... *
- What do you think?
- Girl, you look amazing. I mean, you look gorgeous.
- Thanks.
But if I wanted my ass kissed, I would have asked one of them.
[both laugh]
What's up?
- Nothing's up.
It's just, the picture relies a lot
on your dress and your body, but where's the reference?
Where's the story? Where's the drama?
How are you more than just some thot playing dress-up?
I mean, I only say this because it's hard
to get your audience to see you in a different light.
Trust me. I learned the hard way.
- Okay, well, don't stop now.
- Okay.
Well, the dress is hiding your shoes, which are killer.
So give me some movement. Give me a twirl.
Give me Michelle Obama "Elle" cover 2018.
- * No stress, no you in my head *
- I like that idea. We'll give it a try.
- Cool.
- I wish someone on my team had ideas like that.
- Well, you know, I could be the person on your team.
- I thought you had your own thing, though.
- Oh, no, I do. I do.
But when I saw the boost
that you and I both got from one event,
I realized we can do a lot more together than alone.
- I don't know, Hilary.
After a while,
just going to upscale events is gonna get played out.
- Which is why I think
you should buy Kylo out of my influencer house.
- Uh-huh. - Just think about it.
We clear out Kylo,
and we rebrand as this female-forward space.
You, me, Fanta, Monica.
- Right, because if I buy the house,
then I buy your contract,
and then you no longer owe Kylo.
- Consider it an investment in the brand and the partnership.
I mean, we could do books, jewelry, podcasts.
- I like it. I do.
- Okay. Great.
- Okay.
Let me chop it up with my accountant.
But I think we need to start planning
to take over that house.
- Okay. - Yep.
And I'm gonna work on my Michelle Obama twirl.
- Okay. You work on that. Go get it.
- Okay, what's next?
- [quietly] Yes!
- * Yeah, yeah, yeah *
- Uh, Phil will bring Will down in a moment.
Can I get you anything to drink?
- Yeah, some water. Thanks.
- Lou, I know we haven't always seen eye-to-eye, but...
- Yeah, you always thought your sister could do better.
- Let's not go there.
I just want to talk about Will right now.
- Okay. I'm listening.
Thank you.
- Look, I don't know if you changed for the better or not.
But while you're with Will,
I need you to act like you are Father of the Year.
I need you to tell him that you thought about him
every single day, and bringing him into the world
was the best thing you ever did in your life.
And if you fail to make that boy happy,
I swear I'll kick your Black ass
out of my house myself, you feel me?
- That's cute.
Yeah. I got you.
I see you still got that West Philly in you.
- Don't you forget it.
- Sup, Will?
- Yo, Uncle Phil, Aunt Viv, can you--
can you let me and him talk for a second?
- Will, I don't think that's a good idea.
- Well, that's how I want it, Uncle Phil.
- Let them have their privacy. - All right. All right.
- We'll be in your uncle's office, okay?
- 13 years since I've seen or heard from you.
What you got to say for yourself?
- [sighs]
- How come you never reached out to me from prison?
- 'Cause I didn't want you
to see me locked up in a damn cage, okay?
That would have been bad for us both.
And I didn't want that.
- Fuck what you wanted.
What about what I needed?
Man, you don't know how bad that shit fucked up my head.
Sometimes imagining you with another family and happy.
Other times imagining you dead.
Shit, you probably would have been better off that way.
- I know you're angry.
I know you're angry.
But you can't tell me I didn't think about you
every moment I was locked up in that cell--
- Come on, come on. That's bullshit.
- You know, my daddy was locked up when I was a little boy.
Seeing him all them years behind that glass,
it changed me.
Seeing the man I idolized become so broken.
So cold.
Like a shell of himself.
Every time I went to visit, it got worse.
For us both.
When it was my turn to do my time...
I made the choice I made
'cause I didn't want that for you.
You deserved better.
Still do.
- * She's on my mind *
[bell dings]
* She's on my mind *
* Won't you come down, oh, Starchild *
[Elujay's "Starchild"]
* *
- Man, this might sound crazy, but I think I remember
you taking me to a Sixers game when I was like three or four.
- Ha! - Did that happen?
- Yeah! [laughs]
Yeah, that happened. [both laughing]
Yo, I had scalped floor seats.
One of my partners, he worked security,
so he got us in the locker room for a second.
- Yo, that's right, 'cause we had snuck in that joint.
- Yeah, and then your little ass started wandering off
while I was trying to get Iverson's autograph.
Yo!
Man, I was like, "Yo, your mom is gonna kill me."
- Oh, yeah, she'd have been on your ass.
- Yeah, it didn't matter.
Still jumped on my back as soon as we got home,
'cause we came in late.
- Mm. - Yeah.
I never could win with that woman.
- So, um, what happened between you two?
- I mean, we was good for a while,
and then, um...
and then Viv and Phil started getting rich.
Well, Phil started getting rich.
And then all the sudden,
I wasn't bringing in enough money.
- Mm, Mom said you was always
trying to find an angle, scheming and shit.
- Yeah. Mm-hmm.
Yeah, she would put it all on me.
Right? You know, 'cause she never does no wrong.
Truth is, she's the one
that put the pressure on me to hustle.
- Mm.
So it was her idea to rob
and beat that old man half to death.
- Nigga. She pushed me.
On my back, 24/7, 365 on my back, bro.
And then her ungrateful ass never appreciated anything--
- Yo, watch your mouth talking about my mom.
- You want to know the truth, boy?
- What's up? - Being with your mama
was the worst mistake I ever made in my life.
- You better chill the fuck out talking about my mom like that.
- Boy, you better back up.
Take that bass out your voice.
- What's up, man? I ain't scared of your bum ass.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- You don't know me! You don't know me!
- You don't know me, bitch! - Hey, back up.
Don't you touch him, Lou!
- I didn't come here to be disrespected.
- You ain't earn no respect!
- Nigga, you the one that came looking for me, remember?
- And if I hadn't, would you have showed up?
That's right. I didn't think so.
- I was trying to get on my feet.
- [scoffs] Here he go, still lying.
- You being unfair now, son.
- Don't you ever fucking call me "son" in your life!
You ain't earn that shit!
You think you can walk up in here
and make all those years of lies disappear?
You crazy?
- That's why I'm trying to start over
and rebuild what we had, you know?
- By trying to place the blame on my mom for what you did?
Nah, I got a better idea.
How about you take your fucking bum ass
and get the fuck up out of here?
I don't ever want to see you again.
You go find a ditch and you fucking lay in it.
'Cause I don't need you.
Bitch-ass nigga.
- Lou, he's just a boy.
Listen, if you care about him and you want to fix things,
you just--I don't know,
you just gotta give him a little time.
- I came here to make things right for that boy!
But he made his choice.
Now he's gonna be the one that has to live
with the consequences, not me.
- [sighs]
- Uh, Lou's gone.
- Good.
- Hey, do you want to talk about this?
- Talking ain't done no good today, man.
- Will? Yo, Will.
Will, stop! Where are you going?
Stop. Will!
Hey. Listen, man. Just hold up a second.
Don't leave, man.
- I'm not staying here another night.
- Will. Will, please.
maybe you should just sleep on it
before you make a rash decision.
- You sleep on it before you put
all this bullshit in motion?
- Listen, I know you're hurt and confused,
but I promise you we can fix this as a family.
- We are not a family! - Will.
- You abandoned me and my moms, just like my pops.
Ten years, ain't had one visit.
And you call that family?
And you stood right there, right there, and you told me
you would give me every opportunity
to create the future I want.
- And I meant that. - No, you didn't.
You lied, and you clipped my wings from the start.
You let me think my dad abandoned me.
And now I can't trust none of y'all.
- Hey. Hey. Will. Will. Please, man, don't go.
- Carlton. Carlton.
- Please, wait. - Carlton. Carlton.
- You don't-- you don't have to leave.
- Look, Carlton, man,
Ashley, Hilary...
I love you all.
But I gotta do what's right for me.
- Will. - Will.
Will!
- Yeah, I understand, but if
you could make this happen as soon as possible,
we'd appreciate it.
- What do they say?
- They say that if Geoffrey's the only one
who set up the car GPS,
then he's the only one who can track it.
- It's our car. - I know.
- Okay, have you been able to get in touch with Geoffrey?
It's been three hours.
- Unless we report Will as missing,
we're stuck at the moment.
- Dad. - Hmm?
- How come Geoffrey isn't returning our calls?
- I have no idea.
Hopefully, we'll hear back soon.
- Where are you going?
- I'm going to find Will.
[phone buzzing]
- It's Vy. - You should answer it.
Maybe she's heard something.
- Dad. We know about Geoffrey.
- Hey, Vy.
- What happened with Lou? Is he still there?
- No. He left.
- Okay, then what happened? I heard from Will.
I keep calling and texting. He won't answer.
- That's because it didn't go so well between Lou and Will.
- How bad? - Very bad.
That boy ran out of here with tears in his eyes.
We're trying to find him now.
- Find him now?
What you mean, he left, and you just--you just let him go?
I should have known this was gonna happen.
I should have told that boy the truth myself.
Because I'm the one who made that choice
to keep Lou out of Will's life.
And I could have been there for him.
If I had been there for him,
this never would have happened.
- We're going to find him, Vy.
- What have I done, Viv?
[sobs] What have I done?
[sobbing]
* *
[knocking on door]
[pounding]
- Hey.
- What are you doing here, Carlton?
- Hey. I need you to help me find Will.
He's gone missing.
- Missing. - Yeah.
He left a few hours ago, and no one knows where he is.
- He stood me up today, Carlton.
After he told me he loved me, he stood me up.
- His dad showed up at the house today.
- Oh, my God.
- Yeah.
And it was bad, Lisa. It was so bad.
It's like everything that he was afraid of
about his father is true.
But it's somehow worse,
'cause my parents have been lying to him this whole time.
I think it was all too much for him to take,
and so he ran away,
and--and I don't know if he's gonna come back,
so you have to help me find him, Lis.
He never turned his back on me.
And I needed that.
And I need that now.
So please, Lis, help them find him.
Please.
[sniffles]
* *
[engine rumbling]
- Your whole family is worried about you, Will.
Even Carlton.
What the fuck are you doing up here, man?
- They lied.
Man...
Man, I spent my whole life wondering
why I ain't have a dad.
Just 'cause they lied.
- They thought they was looking out--
- That's bullshit!
My dad said he was looking out for me by not being in my life.
My mom said she was looking out for me by sending me out here.
[sighs]
It's like nobody wants me.
[sighs]
- There is a house full of people
in Bel-Air that want you around, man.
All you gotta do is get in your car and go back.
I promise, everything will work itself out.
- No. It's done.
It's over.
You told me that the city would try to make me forget
who I am and where I come from.
And you were right.
[sighs]
- Remembering where you come from
doesn't mean you can't change your life for the better, Will.
The key to happiness is staying true
to who you are no matter where you are.
And I ain't saying it's gonna be easy.
But it's possible.
Now, this whole moment right now, man,
it's all you, Will.
[Meek Mill's "Dreams and Nightmares"]
* *
You got all these possibilities and choices
right in front of you.
But your mom ain't here.
Your aunt not here. Your uncle not here.
* *
So you gotta make a choice.
Where do you want to go?
- * Ain't this what they've been waiting for? *
* *
* You ready? *
* Uh, uh *
* I used to pray for times like this *
* To rhyme like this *
* So I had to grind like that *
* To shine like this *
* In a matter of time I spent *
* On some locked up shit *
* In the back of the paddy wagon *
* Cuffs locked on wrists *
* See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true *
* It was time to marry the game *
* And I said "Yeah, I do" *
* If you want it, you gotta see it *
* With a clear-eyed view *
* Got shorty, she trying to bless me *
* Like I said "Achoo" *
* Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please *
* Before them triggers squeeze *
* I'm getting cream *
* Never let them hoes get in between *
* Of what we started *
* Lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted *
* They love me when I was stuck *
* And they hated when I departed *
* I go and get it regardless *
* Draw it like I'm an artist *
* No crawling, went straight to walking *
* With foreigns in my garage *
* Got foreign bitches menagin' *
* Fuckin', suckin', and swallowin' *
* Anything for a dollar *
* They tell me get 'em, I got 'em *
* I did it without an album *
* I did shit with Mariah *
* Lil' nigga I'm on fire *
* Icy as a hockey rink *
* Philly nigga, I'm Flyer *
* When I bought the Rolls Royce *
* They thought it was leased *
* Then I bought that new Ferrari *
* Hater rest in peace *
* Rest in peace to the parking lot *
* Phantom so big, can't even *
* Fit in the parking spot *
* You ain't talkin 'bout my niggas *
* Then what you talkin' about? *
* Gangsters move in silence... *