Sheila: Why are you here?
Don't tell me y'all trifling-ass daddy
finally reached out to Shyra.
♪♪
Shyra: Mom, why are you here a day early?
And what does she mean by our "trifling-ass daddy"?
Who the fuck are you?
Ma, please.
I don't give a good goddamn if he isyour half-brother.
I brought you in this world. I'll take him out.
You go back and you take your ass back and you tell Darren...
he's too late.
Stop trying to take my child.
Look, I deserve to have a relationship with my sister.
Y-Your sister? Don't -- Don't say that.
Boy, you don't deserve shit.
And that goes for your miserable-ass mama.
He still with that ho?
Mom, this is some kind of sick joke, right?
Your pussy didn't tell her. Huh?
[Laughs]
Yeah. Yeah.
Y'all -- Y'all share the same DNA
of a shiftless-ass nigga who chose his mama over us.
Shyra, that's not true, all right?
We -- We share the same father?
What, and the whole time you were just lying to my face?
No. Look.
I wanted to tell you when the time is right.
I wasn't trying to be --Be what?
A manipulative old bastard like your sperm donor?
You know what? I'm tired of looking at --
No! What's your problem?Mom! Mom, stop!
I will fuck you up!That's enough!
Shyra, she --I will fuck you up!
She with you?Sick of this shit.
Yeah. She's my mom.
Look, I don't do family drama here, so you're gonna have to
take that Housewives of Crenshaw shit somewhere else.
That nigga started it.I didn't do shit.
Watson, go on a break. I'll finish opening up.
Sick of this shit.
Y'all got me fucked up. Where is my cigarettes?
Shyra: In your pocket.
♪♪
You all right?
♪♪
Yeah.
Sheila: I can't wait to grab his mama.
I can't wait to whup that bitch. [Coughs]
Yeah. The truth is,
I was more of a parent to her than she ever was to me.
[Sighs] I'm sorry.
♪♪
[Sniffs]
[Footsteps receding]
Watson, come clean this shit up.
♪♪
♪ Ninety-nine problems and I fixed it ♪
♪ Got my mind spinnin' ♪
♪ I feel dizzy ♪
♪ Cut some people off ♪
♪ Now they miss me ♪
♪ I been feelin' low ♪
♪ I got to hear you say... ♪
♪ I been feelin' low ♪
♪ I got to hear you say... ♪
[Laughs] You look like you're having fun.
Hey, babe.Hey, babe.
Mm.
I'm glad you came to see me.
The Halloween party was real cute,
but you were missed.
Oh, really? Mm-hmm.
Okay. I saw your post.
It didn't seem like I was missed.
And I didn't realize that you and Korey
were gonna be dressing like a couple.
No. I mean, we were dressed from the same show,
but I didn't know he was gonna do that.
So where did you guys go after you left the bar?
We went back to his place for a little spend-the-night-cation.
Oh! A little spend-the-night situation.
Yes. Yeah.[Vibrator humming]
Without me. Uh-huh.
I don't know how I feel about that.
I thought that Korey was only gonna be around
for...a short time.
Not a long time.
[Sighs] Are y'all getting serious?
We're open!
It was your idea to fuck other people.
Are you getting jealous?
Wait a minute.
Since when did you start listening to me?
I don't, but I didn't even know
if I wanted to do this in the first place,
because you and Autumn had all of y'all little thing
going on and -- Winter.
Whatever season!
Look, babe.
I'm with you, and that is not going to change.
But occasionally I crave men.
[Chuckles] I know that.
And it's cool.
Do you, boo.
But I just think you can do better than that.
You got pussy lined up from here to hell to get in our bed.
Hold on.
But I'm only serious about you, though.
I mean, I'm not talking to anybody else about the future.
And I'm damn sure not inviting anybody to meet my daughter.
Only you.
So, with that being said...
I just don't want you to get all caught up in him.
Babe. Nikki.
I really like him, and I don't want to stop.
But...are youokay with that?
♪♪
As long as it's unserious... we're good.
♪♪
Well, let me get out of here before I say something serious
about Ms. January.
[Chuckles] Winter.
Take my man with me.
Winter, fall, spring. You know what I mean.
Yeah, yeah. Take Korey out of here.
♪♪
I swear. I swear. I swear to God.
I'm about to let my pussy dry up
and dump everybody -- men and women.
[Chuckles] The ones that pay and the ones that don't!
Wait. Z still sleeping in the guest room?
Go in there and apologize.
I'd rather take advice from Shyra,
but I'm not about to stress her out with my shit.
Especially after what Derick said
about Miss Priss having an abortion.
We're not about to do this over the phone.
It was her right to do it,
and it's her right to tell us whenever she ready.
But for the life of me, I can't understand how he know.
'Cause they fucking. That's how.
Say what?
No, they is not fucking.
Derick will be the last on the list.
Unh-unh. No.
He probably overheard her.
Niggas don't believe in keeping privacy these days.
No shade.
But what the hell was you doing receiving dick videos?
It was unsolicited.
You need to stop hiding like Ebony from "Players Club"
and go in and apologize to Z.
Ain't nobody hiding.
Z worked all night, and he slept his ass on that couch.
Wouldn't be me in mynew house,
sleeping anywhere but my own bed!
California king me or not.
But you go ahead and let it fester.
And when he get mad at your ass and kick you out,
you gonna be right back to the Moore Manor
and my end is close.
Bye, Misha.
Bye.
♪ I'm a dime, don't forget ♪
♪ Hand me the cash; I don't do checks ♪
♪ In my zone; I'm'a flex ♪
♪ Pass me the gas; I don't do X ♪
♪ All these silly little minis out of their mind on Percocet ♪
♪♪
[Cellphone chiming]
Here.
Fix your face.
Why did you lie to me about Dad?
You knew where he was this whole fucking time.
You watch your damn mouth when you talk to me.
He knew where we were, Shyra.
Look. I told him it was us or her.
He chose his family. Fuck him.
I'm his family, too.
Do you even remember living with him?
Guess it ain't much to remember, huh?
Mom, what are you even talking about?
Ooh, baby, it's getting real ghetto at the house.
Where are you at?
Yo, y'all got my joint
looking like an episode of "Love & Hip Hop."
I'm about to start charging y'all like an Airbnb over there.
Sorry, guys. This is my mom.
She flew in last minute for my film festival.
She's just full of surprises.
And she full of shit.
Ooh.
How y'all doing? I'm Sheila.
Evette. Pleasure.
Nice to meet you, too. I'm Jamal.
And no way you Shy's mom.
You look mad young.
[Chuckles] Well, make yourself at home.
Shyra's like a little sister to me.
Mm. Knowing her ho-ass daddy, you actually might be.
Really? Now?
Well, look, Moms. You could take a room upstairs.
Take the one on the right.
You don't got to sleep on the couch.
Okay. All right. You sweet andfine.
Okay. You ain't got to tell me twice.
Okay. Thank you.
Mom, this conversation isn't over.
You take that bass out your voice when you talk to me.
With your overdramatic ass.
[Sighs] Hold on, babe.
I think this ho is trying to have a conversation.
Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you that she was staying,
but I promise you, it's only gonna be for a few days.
Shorter if I can help it.
Are you sure your mom's okay
with staying in the side-bitch house?
I'm just checking.
Yeah. Well, I'm sure she was one in her past life,
so she should feel right at home.
Mm. You really don't know what to say, do you?
Okay. Look. I jumped to conclusions.
And to be honest with you,
I don't even know why I should be surprised.
I'm confused. Okay. Look.
At the end of the day, Jamal's an athlete,
and he's also a man.
The bar's going to shit, and honestly,
it's hard to find a good guy these days
that's not gonna lie to you.
So get it while you can, girl.
Fuck you, Shyra.
Bitch, what? I just apologized.
You call that an apology?
You can keep that sorry-ass apology.
And please don't forget that I got you staying in my shit
for the bare minimum.
You and your ghetto-ass mama now.
Think about that.
Mahogany got you working in that shitty bar.
You need to quit.
Yeah. Well, thanks to you, Brandon will probably fire me.
This ain't on me.
Mom, you've lied to me my entire life,
but somehow this isn't your fault.
Little girl, what you want me to say?
The truth! What?
That -- That -- Darren tried to cut me out of your life
when he finally decided to be a father?
Look. After you were born, I went to rehab.
And Darren agreed to take you in for a little while
while I got myself together.
He already had a child -- Frank.
And his wife said okay.
I mean, niggas have break babies all the time.
Look, by the time I completed treatment,
they were trying to rush to the courts to revoke my rights.
So I took you, and I ran.
So you kidnapped me?
Kidnapped?
You're so damn simple.
Nobody offered to help me.
But that never stopped me from being your mom.
So you want an award for spiting the love of your life
and doing the bare minimum?
He's not some hero in your story that --
that's gonna come save you from me.
He's not.What are you talking about, Mom?
I know what you think of me.
Y-You don't want me around your bougie friends.
You pretend that you --
you're from this whole different world.
[Exhales deeply]
I-I know I'm not the mother that you wanted,
but I'm the mother you got, like it or not.
No, Mom. I don'tlike it. I don't!
I moved all the way across the country
to get away from you and all this toxic bullshit!
God!
I am so fucked up about -- about cheating and about --
about lying and about Rodney and about having sex
because I watched my own mother fuck up her own life!
♪♪
You can make me the villain in your story all you want to.
I know the truth, Shyra.
♪♪
You'll always be worse to your own damn self
than I ever was to your ungrateful ass.
♪♪
You know, I got to go to work, and I'll be late.
So please... please don't wait up.
♪♪
You know what, Reign?
You don't need your daddy or your man's help.
You Reign motherfuckin' Moore. You got this.
Let's go, baby. Whoo.
♪ I could be anything in the world but I could never be you ♪
♪ Because I stand tall like I'm on my tiptoes, baby ♪
Hi. I'm with the new gym and a couple other tenants,
and we're trying to put together a lawsuit to try to stop the...
...the -- the developers --
She don't care.
Fuck!
It is important to try to save the center
for all small-business owners.
The Russo Group is gonna try to shut you down...
Okay....and you will be closed.
Reign Moore. Nice to meet you.
Anastasia. Nice to meet you too.
So, I'm suing the Russo Group and I'm trying to get you
to join the efforts --Boy, are you trying to trick me?
Okay. So what law firm are you with?
Well, I'm actually in law school.
Law school? But the thing is,
I'm almost done in a couple weeks.
If you don't get away from my counter, Olivia Nope...
No, no, no. Wait. Hell no.
No. They're gonna close you down.
I'm trying to explain t-- Whoa, whoa. Whoa! Hey.
♪ I'm in for the ride ♪
♪ Baby, you and I got history ♪
You got to relax. Okay?
I'm just saying! He's -- My brother?
Like, what if he's setting me up?
What if he needs a kidney?
Are you dead-ass right now?
I mean, the guy, he does look pretty healthy.
Mm...
How does it feel?
Yeah. It's fine. Whatever.
I could have a dad.
He could be hiding out somewhere, Derick.
Do you understand that?
No. No. Hellno.
Hell no. Why did you stop for?
Bro, you're having a whole midlife crisis,
and I...I got all this pussy in my face.
Look at...
Bro, we can just talk, okay?
No, Derick. I don't want to talk. Come here.
You can give me brain instead and we can forget about it.
Are you kidding me?
I'm having a me moment and you're making it about you?
No. I'm -- I'm sorry.
I'm just trying to get your mind off it.
You'll feel better.I can't!
I can't stop thinking about this.
You're gonna have to, because you have your festival tomorrow.
Fuck, dude.
I forgot to take off from Brandon.
I got to get my hard drive at 6:00
Do you know what time he's gonna be back?
Don't worry about it, all right?
I'll let Brandon know.
Just go. Enjoy yourself.
Thank you.
[Sighs]
Where are you going?!
I'm leaving. No, you're not.
Look, I am not one of your groupies,
and I am not gonna be a rumor.
We'll leave like five minutes apart, dummy.
Huh.
♪ Drinks on me ♪
♪ I don't need no damage today ♪
♪ No damage today, mm ♪
♪ No damage today ♪
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Where you going?
Dominion Price is here. Let's go back inside.
What are you -- Where are you going?
You're late.
Dominion wasready for you to rework the sample,
but now he ain't got time for you.
The session's been canceled.
What? It was five minutes!
I know rappers that don't even show up
for their first date.
Rappers with a name.
Don't nobody know you. You ain't even a baby singer.
And you're dressed like a sexy schoolteacher.
I ama teacher.
Why?
You got talent, girl.
At least enough to make a livable wage
and buy yourself some decent clothes.
What do you want me to do?
I told you. I stepped away from music.
And that's the problem.
If I'm signing on to work with you, I want your commitment.
Don't waste my time.
I amcommitted.
All right. I made a mistake. I'm sorry.
I showed up late. It will not happen again.
I know, 'cause you only get one time to fuck up with me.
And this was it.
With your ugly outfit.
[Laughs]
♪♪
Fuck.
♪♪
It was a mess, okay?
I heard Brandon had to pull Miss Sheila off of old boy.
Nigga, was you even there?
No, but clearly the busser told me about it.
Derick, you be gossiping
like you ain't got your own little secrets.
Shyra told me you were a papi, poppo.
Sounds like Miss Sheila ain't the only one
fucking up her kids' life.
Actually, I'm sorting my shit out.
Y'all think I'm about to be some sort of deadbeat.
Y'all got me fucked up.
I just hope Miss Sheila ain't on the bullshit tonight,
because we don't need all of that small-town shit.
She need to save that shit for later.You all right, boo?
I'm sensing something's not right.
[Sighs] I don't know.
I should probably start teaching adults,
because the way these little mutants be trying me
at my charter school...Wait a minute.
You mean like trying you like trying to get it?
Yeah. Mm. Sexual relations with a student.
Career-ending. Mm-hmm.
Ones between bosses and employees
don't end too well either.
Well, I'll definitely slap the shit
out of one of these little niggas for calling me Misha.
Hey, nobody's ever gonna believe
you had a relationship with one of your students.
And unless they have any evidence of any wrongdoing,
then you should be fine.
And as long as the student is 18 years old,
it's technically legal.
Who the fuck invited this nigga?
Shyra. Duh.I bet you I know why.
Where is she, anyway?
Man: Hey, I just want to say congratulations.
You should be very proud of yourself.Really?
I mean, good enough for the Pixar Incubators Lab?
I think so.
Really? Because I've been studying that program,
and I really would love to attend next summer's session.
Well, I think you're a bright student,
and we're always excited about emerging, diverse talent.
Let's have you set up a meeting with my assistant.
Really? Oh, my God. Thank you so much.
My pleasure. And may I ask, who might this young woman be?
I'm her mother.Oh, yeah.
She's visiting from Valdosta, Georgia.
She came for the film festival.
Don't mind her. She's a little jet-lagged.
I understand. Well, you ladies enjoy the evening, okay?
Thank you.
♪♪
Yours was the best one.
Thank you, Mom.
Can we leave?
I-I think we did all we came here to do.
Yeah.I think it's time to go.
You can leave.
No. I want to be here for you.
Can I at least get something to drink?
Yeah, Mom. There's an open bar. Please help yourself.
Hey!
Thank you so much!It was so good!
Miss Sheila, you must be proud.
You made it!Of course! You're the only reason I came.
Shyra, I am so proud of you.
Thank you! Guys, listen.
A rep from Pixar Incubation Lab literally told me
that he wants to set up a general!
Oh, my God!
Sheila: That ain't no job!
Mom, it's a step up.
Why do you keep wanting to work for these white folk?
Look, you know Tyler Perry hiring
all kind of Black people back home.
You know, he just bought that new production studio
in, um... Right, right, right. Thank you, Mommy. Yes.
I think I'm gonna head to the bathroom real quick
and then probably head out.
Yeah. Good idea. You need to get some rest.
Maybe you'll wake up on a better side of the bed.
Uh, Derick, Miss Sheila, drinks?
Sheila: Drinks!
You did it. Thank you.
[Indistinct conversations]
♪♪
Nicole: Well, I'm ready to go when you are.
Misha: You ready to go now?
You were late to the studio today, right?
[Sighs] Yeah, I know.
And Maureen DeVoe already let me have it.
But all is not lost...Mm-hmm.
...because she signed me up for a singer/songwriter showcase.
Oh, I like that. Yes.
Hell, I might not even have to do this teaching thing no more.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Hold on.
I thought you loved teaching. I do.
But it's really hard trying to juggle teaching and music.
It's just a lot.
And I might really actually have a shot at this music thing.
[Laughs]
Uh... [Laughs]
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh.
I-I really didn't.
I'm just saying you're just... very indecisive, girl.
One minute you love women. One minute you love men.
One minute you love teaching. One minute you hate it.
I mean, just the other day
you were saying you hate the music industry,
and now you're excited about a talent show?
A fucking talent show?
Why the hell would you call it that?
I w-- I was just playing. I didn't mean it.
You know what? I amindecisive.
I thought I wanted you to stay here.
But you know what? I actually want you to leave.
Come on, now. Like it's not that serious.
I was just joking.
You should probably go before I change my mind.
[Indistinct conversations]
You still came.
I came with an open mind and was pleasantly surprised.
Something you should try, Shy.
Okay. Look. I'm sorry, Evette.
I am.
Look. I know you and Jamal are good people.
and I know that everyone has their own relationships
between them.
But, Evette, you've been a really good friend to me.
I don't want my mouth fucking that up.
[Sighs] It's cool.
Just don't do it again, okay?
So does that mean we're good?
We great.
Great. All right. Come on.
Let's go get some shots!
Ooh. All they got is wine here.
Bartender!
[Laughter]
Miss Sheila is crazy. She gonna have her wine.
She be complaining about everything.
I see where Shyra get it from.
Oh, I didn't know Evette was here.
Shyra over there laughing and smiling.
Well, if she's happy, I'm happy.
♪♪
Reign: So, what'd y'all think about the film?
Misha: It was very melancholy,
but it was -- Animation was on point, though.
Derick: At work, Shyra told me it's about loss and choices.
But I personally think it's an analogy about her abortion.
Derick, you need to get a fucking hobby or some business.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What the hell is...
You crucified meabout keeping secrets, and you got your own.
Mom, whatever you're doing right now, don't do it here.
Now you embarrassed?
You had a fucking abortion, and you didn't even tell me?
A-And your fancy fuckin' friends
probably talked your country ass into it.
I may have been a lot of things.
A lot of things.Mm-hmm.
But I ain't no fuckin' whore.
You know what? I'm gonna --No! Go get some air outside.
Let's go get some air outside.
Miss Sheila, girl,
I-I think it's time for us to get you home.
You ain't never lied.
♪♪
No. I'm fucking pissed off.
I know. I know.
Look. Can we go?
Where he at? He home?
Mm-hmm. Yeah. Mm-hmm.
LAX, here we come.
Do we wait on Shyra to come back?
I mean, you should just text the group chat.
If she responds, she responds.
I just hope that she don't kill Derick,
Miss Sheila, or Watson.
[Sighs]
Girl, I am in no rush to go home to Grumpy Smurf.
I'll be glad when this silent treatment over.
I miss my nigga.
Well, tomorrow is a new day,
so we just got to embrace that shit.
Come on, friend.
♪♪
Ziyad, what the hell is wrong with you?
Why the fuck would you leave me back --
[Voice breaking] Nothing to worry about, right?
Okay.
Now, hold on.
I didn't invite him.
Nothing happened. I swear.
If you weren't failing out of grad school,
you would've made a great lawyer.
Fuck you.
You're so fucking disrespectful.
I'm glad to know how you really feel about me.
And letting you in my house?
That didn't show how I really feel about you?
Or what about when I was a cushion for your ass
when you were rightfully fired?
Did thatshow how I feel about you?
Or -- Or what about when I said that I loved you?
Did that show how I feel about you?
Reign, you're supposed to be my best friend.
You forgot to add embarrassed about me
and unsupportive to the list.
You always have something to say
about every fucking thing that I do.
Because your actions never match your words.
You lie and say that you ain't fucking around
with some Internet nigga,
but I'm in the house, waiting for you to come inside.
I didn't fuck him!
Do you know what else you didn't do?
Unpack.
So it should be easy for you to leave.
♪♪
Goodbye, Reign.
♪♪
Fuck!
♪♪
[Sniffs, sighs]
♪♪
[Cellphone ringing, birds chirping]
♪♪
[Ringing continues]
You got class today?
Take you on the way to the gym?
No. I'm gonna skip it. I can't do that shit today.
Why not?
Did you see all those people that were looking at me
in there?
[Sighs] Wow.
You care way too much about what all those people think.
I promise you that shit don't matter.
Yeah. It's easy for you to say, Derick, 'cause you don't give
a fuck about what people think about you.
Why?
'Cause your people don't take me serious?
Fuck. I'm sorry.
I didn't...I didn't mean it for it to come out like that.
You're good.
Know what the difference between me and you is?
I don't give a fuck if those people take me serious or not.
I know who the fuck I am, all right?
I handle my shit.
Shit. I pay most of my taxes.
Only person I need taking me serious
is my little girl.
Oh, my God. I can't believe I'm about to say this, but...
you're right.
Don't get used to that shit either, okay?
Yo, you just premiered a dope-ass film.
The shit was moving. Had niggas feeling shit.
I promise you, that's all that really matters.
♪♪
You're good.
[Chuckles] What you doing?
♪♪
What's up?
♪♪
[Exhales sharply] Oh, shit.
♪♪
[Exhales deeply]
Fuck.
Coming up on next week's "A La Carte" menu...
No. I mean, I...
I've not been lucky with mixing business with pleasure.
And, shit, I didn't think your ass was gonna open the door
that late.
♪♪
Damn it. You good?
I ain't fuck nothing up down there, did I?
Friends that get tested together don't burn together.
Okay. So when's the last time you got tested?
Tested for what?
♪♪
What the fuck?What the fuck?What the fuck?
♪ Can't make a promise, but I do my best ♪
♪ Twenty-five cent, now I'm twenty-five racks ♪
♪ Just got started; no, we ain't done yet ♪
♪ Bought a new crib; it's a goddamn flex ♪
♪ Sign that check ♪
♪ Told on that shit that I been up next ♪
♪ Can't take calls; better send that text ♪
♪ From way downtown, but the shit's still wet ♪
♪♪
♪
♪ Can't make a promise, but I do my best ♪
♪ Twenty-five cent, now I'm twenty-five racks ♪
♪ Just got started; no, we ain't done yet ♪
♪ Bought a new crib; it's a goddamn flex ♪
♪ Sign that check ♪
♪ Told on that shit that I been up next ♪
♪ Can't take calls; better send that text ♪
♪ From way downtown, but the shit's still wet ♪
♪♪
♪ Can't make a promise, but I do my best ♪
♪ Twenty-five cent, now I'm twenty-five racks ♪
♪ Just got started; no, we ain't done yet ♪
♪ Bought a new crib; it's a goddamn flex ♪
♪ Sign that check ♪
♪ Told on that shit that I been up next ♪
♪ Can't take calls; better send that text ♪
♪ From way downtown, but the shit's still wet ♪
♪♪