[glass shatters]
crowd: Ooh! - [grunts]
- What the hell do you think you're doing
to my grandson?
- Talking about this hooligan?
- But what if that phone call
was worth half a billion dollars?
- You got the SING contract!
- That property is mine,
and you are way out of your league.
I want you to seduce someone.
Have you heard of Anthony Johnson?
- Who's your daddy, boy? Who's your daddy?
- Hey, keep my dad's name out your motherfucking mouth,
man. - Come on, come on.
♪ Forever's starting right now ♪
♪ Even though winter seems a little colder ♪
♪ Better's starting right now ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I promise you all that pushing ♪
♪ All the fighting, all that running ♪
♪ All that climbing ♪
♪ It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothing ♪
- ♪ For nothing, nothing ♪
- ♪ Hey, give it to me ♪
♪ Hey, hey, give it to me ♪
[peaceful music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ I used to have faith in you ♪
♪ ♪
- Hmm.
Oh, Martin.
Your boy is a fool.
- ♪ Oh I used to have faith in you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Now I don't know who lays in my bed ♪
♪ Now I just can't keep the faith ♪
- ♪ Maybe it's the things I've been through ♪
- ♪ I used to have faith in you ♪
- ♪ That made me turn so cold ♪
♪ Where did you go? ♪
- ♪ I used to have faith in you ♪
- ♪ Maybe you feel like I don't deserve you ♪
- ♪ I wish I feel like I did before ♪
♪ Back when I used to have faith ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Back when I used to have faith ♪
♪ ♪
- Man, focus. Man, she got you hooked.
Focus. - I'm in it.
- Hit the damn thing. Come on, get it.
Give me something. Dig in, man.
Make it pop. - Pow!
- Yeah, baby. - Pow, pow!
- Give me more!
Hit it. Hit it.
World champ, baby. World champ.
Focus. There you go.
That's what I'm talking about, baby.
Come on, give me some. - [moans]
- Good. One, two. One two.
One, two. Hit that ass.
- [moans] - Good, make it pop.
Make it pop. Good, hit that.
Hit it. Hit it. Good job.
- ♪ I used to have faith in you ♪
♪ ♪
- Give me some body. Nice.
Step into it, nice.
Good job, good job. Ooh, that's it.
Here, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Come on, Pop.
[phone buzzing] - I got a call, man.
Yeah, Sergeant Lane.
No, no, it's fine.
It's probably best that I'm on it.
I'm on my way. Bye.
Hey, look, man, I gotta make a run.
I'm on call.
I need you to finish up.
Don't stop your workout, you understand?
You be the best that you can be.
Peter.
Peter, come on, man, I need you to focus.
- I hear you, Pop.
- Only person that can stop you right now is you, all right?
You got 55 minutes left in your workout.
Don't give a shit if that girl calls.
She'll be there when you get done.
We got work to do.
- Heard you, Pop.
- It'd give your damn dick a break anyway.
- Thank you, darling.
- Is that mine? Hey, Mama.
- It is.
- Saw you out there.
Gonna break your neck on that thing.
- Well, I like to live my life on the edge.
You just jealous 'cause you can't ride.
- Yeah, clearly.
- You're hovering, Leslie.
I know that face. What's wrong?
- Anthony Johnson has made an $8 million offer
for the property.
- That's $3 million over asking.
Are they crazy?
- No, this is personal.
That little twit Sydney Johnson is taking this real personal.
Oh, but she has no idea
just how personal this is about to get.
- So, Mother, are we gonna raise our bid?
- No, I said it's personal.
Money can't win this fight.
We have to show the Johnsons
that power is much more than just money,
so I need you to go home
and make sure that husband of yours
understands what's at stake.
And if that man doesn't start working with us
instead of against us,
I can promise you that your tenure
as HOA president will come to a very embarrassing end.
Do I make myself clear?
- Very. - Good.
- But Aunt Carolyn-- - Get out of my face.
I said go.
Okay, so can anybody here
tell me how we're gonna get that property?
Or have I paid hundreds of thousands of dollars
in Ivy League educations for nothing?
Malcolm?
Martin.
Oh--[scoffs]
Mrs. Britton, I went to FAMU,
but I think I may have a solution
and a way to make the bank a whole lot of money.
- Now that sounds promising.
Well, let's hear it for the great HBCU's.
All right, Kimberly, do tell.
- Okay, so, here.
Check this out.
So this is what I found.
You see that right there?
- What do you think about this, you know?
- Mm-hmm. - Who's this?
- Are you expecting somebody, baby?
- Oh. Are you shitting me?
Please tell me I'm seeing things.
- No, 'cause I'm seeing it too.
- Did you know anything about this?
- Baby, I'd rather have dinner with Carolyn Britton
than deal with this right now.
- Looks like a beach day.
- What are you doing here, Karrin?
- I missed you, so I wanted to pay you a visit.
- Oh, a visit?
That's why you got like three, four suitcases?
- Uh, an extended visit. That's what we'll call it.
You don't mind, do you, Syd?
- Well, we do have three extra bedrooms, babe.
- Syd, are you serious?
- Come on, what do you want me to do?
She's my sister.
- I don't know, pay her rent, give her a loan.
Ain't that what you normally do?
But don't move her in.
Remember what happened last time.
- Okay, look, things have changed.
We've all matured,
and you know what I promised my mama.
- Okay, see, that's messed up.
I loved your mother,
but I did not sign up for this.
- Anthony, wait. - What?
- Aren't you gonna help me with my bags?
- No.
- Take that up with your sister.
She's the one who said you could stay.
- Really? Really, Anthony?
- Hey.
- Who crawled up his ass? - Don't do that.
Don't do that.
Look, 'cause we may have forgiven you,
but we have not forgotten.
Okay? So come on.
Let me help you with these bags.
- Missing my good dinner for this.
- I'll be in the car, babe.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- [clears throat]
- I thought you'd never get here.
- It's all right, ma'am.
I came as soon as the call came in.
What's going on? Talk to me.
- Vandals have broken into my boat.
They did this all last summer.
I'm not putting up with it anymore.
- Okay, let's take a look.
Pardon me.
- See? The door is open. I never leave it open.
- Was anything taken?
- I don't know.
I wasn't about to go in there without a police escort.
[distant moan]
- Wait. You hear that?
They're still here. - Okay, keep quiet.
Stay right here.
I'm going in.
This is Sergeant Lane.
10-62, possible robbery in progress.
[radio chatter]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Police, freeze. - Don't shoot.
Don't shoot!
- You?
And your grandmother's not here
to save your little ass this time, is she?
You're under arrest.
- Under arrest? For what?
Man, you ever heard of harassment?
- Have you heard of trespassing
and unlawful entry?
- Unlawful--man, what are you talking about?
This is my boat.
- That's not what the owner said.
Get your narrow ass up out the bed,
and let's go.
- Jesse? - Mom.
Okay, will you please tell this man who I am?
- You know him?
- Yes, I know him.
He's my son.
And I'd appreciate if you'd lower the gun.
This has just been one big misunderstanding.
- What about the woman or man that's under the covers?
- Tania?
- Mr. Lane.
- ♪ Maybe I wasn't ♪
♪ Loving you better ♪
♪ Loving you ♪
♪ Maybe I wasn't ♪
♪ Loving you better ♪
♪ Loving you ♪
♪ Maybe I wasn't ♪
♪ ♪
- [clears throat] Let's go.
♪ ♪
- Jesse, really?
Come--I have a good mind to tell your grandmother.
- No, no, no, no, don't do that, Mom.
- Yes. - I'm sorry.
I didn't think it would be a big deal,
and I definitely didn't think you would call the police.
Look, last night-- it wasn't planned.
We just needed a place to talk, so we came here.
- Talk?
Two people naked under the covers
is called talking?
- Yeah, it started off that way.
- [sighs] Jesse, I get it.
I don't have a problem with you using the boat,
but you need to at least let me know
that you're going to be using it.
Baby, you're a handsome young man, okay?
I know you're gonna
not have a problem getting sex.
- Ugh.
- No, but seriously, I need you to make sure
you're using condoms. Okay?
I am too young to be a grandmother,
and your ass is definitely not ready to be a daddy.
- True.
- ♪ Loving you better ♪
♪ Loving you better ♪
♪ Loving you ♪
♪ Maybe I wasn't ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Excuse me.
Excuse--excuse me. - Yes, ma'am?
Can I help you? You okay?
- Oh, I hope so.
I was walking from town, and somehow I twisted my ankle.
- Yeah, that actually does look pretty painful.
- Yeah, it is. Um...
I don't mean to be presumptuous,
but you wouldn't, by chance, be headed over
to the Waterside area?
I live on that street.
I can't really drive.
- Um, sure.
I can give you a lift. - Really?
- Yeah. I don't live far from there. Hop in.
Let me get the door for you. - Oh, no, I got it.
I got it. - You sure?
- Thank you so much.
Thank you. I'm Vanessa, by the way.
- Anthony. Nice to meet you.
- I know who you are.
Anthony Johnson, the tech guy.
Everyone knows you.
- Do they?
- Yes, they do.
You know all the ladies be looking at you
over their sunglasses while you on the beach walking.
[both chuckle]
Apparently, inquiring minds wanna know,
are you single?
- Uh, no, I am not.
Been married to the most beautiful woman in the world
for almost 20 years.
She's, uh-- she's my best friend.
- Oh, good answer.
I hope she doesn't mind you coming to my rescue.
You know, I don't wanna get you in trouble or anything.
- She's not like that.
She knows I only have eyes for her.
- Oh, you like Wyclef Jean.
- Yeah, how'd you know?
- Oh, you know, got your T-shirt.
- Oh, ha ha. Duh.
Yeah, man, one of my favorites of all time.
Got this back at his concert
on Jones Beach. - Ooh.
- Yeah, he was there with the Fujis.
- Yes. - Love those days.
Been a fan ever since.
Then when he went solo, oh... - Oh...
- Can't beat it. Incredible stuff.
Became an even bigger fan then.
- Oh, yeah, me too, me too.
Man, oh, but don't you think that Carnival I, II, and III
didn't get enough props, though?
- What you know about Carnival? Okay.
- I'm just saying. - Listen.
That whole catalog is a monster. Give it up.
- Oh, baby, I'm telling you. I'm a huge fan.
- Must be a real fan, okay.
I see, I see. - I'm a fan, clearly.
Well, yes, I'm gonna be going to the show this weekend.
Hello, it's gonna be incredible.
- Whoa.
You got tickets?
- Wait, wait. You don't?
Now I'm questioning whether you're a real fan.
- Whoa, hold on, I tried.
Those tickets sold out in, like, ten minutes.
It's a private concert over at Bay Street Theater,
and it's probably one of the last ones
he's gonna do for a while.
- Yeah, I know.
Oh, hey, you know what? This is my house right here.
- All right.
[turning signal ticking]
- Thank you, again, you know, for the ride.
I really appreciate it.
- No problem at all.
- Oh, you know what? Um...
Actually, Clef is a good friend of mine,
and we do have backstage passes and tickets,
and I have an extra one if you, uh--
if you wanna go.
- I'd love to.
But I can't do it.
I haven't been to a concert without my wife
since we were in college.
- Okay, I understand. Suit yourself.
- Oof.
- You know what, um, Vanessa?
- Yes?
- I think I'm gonna take you up on that VIP pass and ticket.
- Ooh!
Okay, yeah. It's gonna be fun.
Wait, wait, wait, but what about your wife?
- Oh, my wife is cool, all right?
She'll understand.
- Well, cool.
I'll meet you there at eight.
[seagulls calling]
- Who the hell was that?
- God, Jesus Christ, Malcolm,
You shared the shit out of me.
- I can see that.
I asked you a question.
Who was that, and why are you limping?
What happened to your leg?
- Nothing, I just-- I just caught a cramp,
that's all. My leg's fine.
- Hmm, okay.
That takes care of one question.
And now for my other one.
Who was that?
- Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no lies.
Isn't that our agreement?
Wine?
- I'm already working on something a little stronger.
Join me?
- Sure.
[quiet dramatic string music]
♪ ♪
So you mind telling me what the hell you're doing here?
- I'm here to make my monthly alimony payment.
- Oh.
Is it the first of the month already?
I didn't even notice.
- Bullshit.
You and I both know that's a lie.
Because you expect your monthly payments
every month in full.
And you never forget.
Now, payment has been made into your accounts,
per our agreement.
- ♪ All the lies and all the disrespect ♪
♪ Let's go somewhere private ♪
- Now...
are you ready for your other monthly deposit?
- Mm.
Yes, Mr. Britton.
I'm ready for you to pay your debt in full.
- ♪ One stewardess ♪
♪ Hoping she'll watch ♪
♪ Guarantee before we land, you'll be getting off ♪
- [whistling]
- ♪ I'll be taking care of you, love... ♪
- Oh, you look...
- Good enough to eat?
- ♪ Shine on these ♪
- And more. - Mm-hmm.
- Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.
- Why don't we... - Mm?
- Start with a massage first?
- ♪ It's just you and your best friend ♪
- Yes, please.
- Lie down.
- ♪ Shine on your ex-man, no ♪
♪ Shine like you got nothing to prove ♪
♪ It's just you and your best friend, yeah ♪
♪ Wrist on icy ♪
♪ Looking like a wifey ♪
♪ ♪
♪ CC on your sneaker, had to upgrade you from Nike ♪
♪ ♪
- Do you remember...
that little thing
we did down at Saint Kitts?
- Yeah. Oh, God, like it was yesterday.
I had never been turned on like that in my entire life.
Just thinking about it has me standing at attention.
- Really?
Let me see if I can help you out with that.
- Oh, oh.
- How's that, baby?
- [groans]
You want me to turn over so you can see?
- Depends.
How'd you like it if we do it again?
- Seriously?
- I don't say anything I don't mean.
There's a catch. - [groans]
Name it. Name it.
- You have to help me
make sure Carolyn gets the Simpson property.
- What?
Baby--baby, you know I can't do that.
- Oh, well, neither can I.
- [laughs frustratedly]
- As a matter of fact,
until this situation with the land is resolved,
you're gonna have some long, cold nights.
- Baby, you gotta see, please don't do this.
Don't mix our business with pleasure.
- Hmm.
- [scoffs]
Come on, seriously?
Come on, you are not...
going to sleep in...
the guest room.
- No, you are.
Now get out.
Until you can understand what family means to me.
Go.
- ♪ You can slide ♪
♪ But you gotta drive a foreign to play ♪
♪ You can slide but you gotta drive ♪
♪ A foreign to play ♪
♪ You can slide but you gotta drive ♪
- ♪ Doo doo doo ♪
- Late again. You should already be here by now.
There you go, come on.
Let's go, come on! Knees up.
All the way through, all the way through.
Good.
Aw, man. Here.
Dude, I need you to put some hustle behind that muscle, man.
You gotta move faster.
That's the same time you got last week.
- I wasn't wearing this vest last week.
- Excuses are monuments of nothing
that build bridges to nowhere. Need I say more?
- No. - That's what I thought.
All right, you got 20 minutes, man,
to get back to the house,
or I'ma add an hour to the workout.
- Can't hear you.
- Put some muscle behind that hustle.
- Can't hear you.
- Put some hustle behind that muscle, let's go.
- Oh, boy.
Whew, you riding him a little hard,
aren't you, Sergeant? - Yeah, yeah.
- What's all that training for? Track?
- No, man, he's actually training for boxing.
And I'm riding him hard because I know
that to be the best, you got to push yourself, man.
- All right. - Yeah, you know.
He's going to the Olympics this fall.
Yeah, Olympic trials. - Olympic?
- Yeah, man. - Ooh, I'll be rooting for him.
- Thank you. I appreciate it.
- Oh, I know you proud.
- Yeah, I'm beyond proud of that boy.
He's the best part of me.
He's a good kid. He's a little--
- You know, those are the ones that we wanna root for.
- Yes, sir. Yes, sir. I appreciate you, man.
Look, I gotta go catch up to him,
make sure he stays on pace. You know how he gets.
- [laughs] - All right.
I'll see you later, Rev. - Okay, be safe, Sarge.
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
- What's this?
- Homemade iced tea, just the way you like it.
- I like Long Island iced tea.
- Uh-huh, not today you don't.
Gotta give me a ride back to my car.
I have Sylvia the day off.
- Oh.
So you did know today was the first.
- We've been doing the first of the month
for how many years now, Malcolm?
- If I'm being honest,
of all the things that you asked for in the divorce,
this made sense.
- Mm, yeah.
God, it was just...
some things I couldn't let go of.
You know, even with your overbearing mother...
- Makes you think.
What if my mother wasn't around?
- Ooh.
[phone buzzing]
Oh, really, Malcolm, you're still screwing Morgan?
- Ask me no questions.
I tell you no lies, remember?
Next month?
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Thanks for my tea.
- Thanks, babe. - Yeah, of course.
All right, you ready? - Yeah, let's just go.
I'm not ready, though.
- All right. [knocks]
- Hey. - Hey.
How you doing? Thank you.
- Have a seat.
Now what I can I do for you good folks today?
- Well, I've called several times.
We've been waiting to hear from you about our offer.
- I'm sure you have, and I know you're pretty anxious.
I haven't heard back from the Simpsons yet.
- That's a long time for someone to accept an offer
that's more than fair.
- You are absolutely right.
However, I have not been able to give
your counteroffer to them yet. - And why not?
- Well, these things, they--they take time.
The executor of the Simpson estate
is very busy, not to mention,
I have not heard back from the Brittons yet,
who I am sure are gonna make another offer.
- [clears throat]
Jeffrey, what's going on?
All right, I've been in business long enough
to know when somebody's slow playing me.
Why are you stalling?
- Oh, no, I am not stalling.
Negotiating.
Now what you seem to forget is neither you nor the Brittons
are my clients. The Simpsons are.
It is my fiduciary duty to get the best deal for them.
Now, in the meantime, while you're here,
my wife mentioned she showed you
the property adjacent to your lot.
Now, that one is perfect for a pool, and I have made a--
- We're not interested
in another property, Jeffrey.
We're interested in the property
we already bid on.
- I understand.
I was just trying to give you options.
But being the Simpson property is part of an estate,
this could take months.
- We don't need any other options. Okay?
You need to give that shit to Carolyn Britton 'cause--
- Jeffrey?
We would appreciate it if you could pass our offer on
as soon as possible. - Will do, Anthony.
I thank you folks for stopping by.
- Thanks.
- [sighs]
- Well? - I tried.
They're not going away.
Tell your aunt to make a higher offer.
- Well, that didn't quite go the way that I had hoped.
You think we should have at least
looked at the other lot? - Hell no.
I will not be railroaded by that woman
so she can brag to everybody listening
about how she beat the Johnsons.
- Yeah.
- Well, look, what we need
is a direct connect to the sellers,
someone to bypass Jeffrey's ass.
- But we're playing this all wrong.
Jeffrey's right.
They're playing chess while we're playing checkers.
- Hey, uh, Reverend Chauncey.
Reverend Chauncy, can I talk to you for a second?
One second.
Um, look, baby,
why don't you go ahead on home? - Where you going?
- I'll catch up with you later, all right?
[chuckles] I'm gonna get some chess lessons.
Hey, how you doing? - All right.
- I was wondering if I might be able to, you know,
talk to you about a little something.
Do you mind if I walk with you? - No. Come on.
- Okay. How are you doing, now? - I'm good.
- ♪ Bad holla swag holla ♪
♪ Whole lotta in the bed holla ♪
♪ Don't swope when I bounce on his pole ♪
♪ Make a young, wanna take a nap ♪
♪ Holla, make it saw swish like a free throw ♪
♪ Swish! Bounce on it like a freak ♪
♪ Sex on the phone when I get him all alone ♪
♪ Tell them I'm turning like song like Rico ♪
- Whoo!
[both laughing]
- Man, Uncle Martin, that was incredible, man.
The things you can do with that board.
- Hey, man, you think that's incredible?
- ♪ They say that's your baby daddy ♪
- Take a look at that.
- Man. - Yeah.
- I wouldn't even know what to do with a woman like that.
- Yeah, most men wouldn't.
- ♪ That's the problem with you ♪
- Well, damn, Aquaman.
- I tell you what.
Watch and learn, nephew.
- ♪ Bad holla swag holla ♪
♪ Whole lotta in the bed ♪
- Hello.
- Can I help you?
- Yeah, I was just, uh,
just wanted to know who did your ink.
That's some of the best work I've seen in town.
- Oh, thanks.
One of my friends from LA did it.
- Oh, you know, it figures.
You know, LA have some of the best tattoo artists
in town, so...
You mind if I take a closer look?
- No.
- Wow.
Impressive.
I see you put a lot of thought into them.
- Yes, I did.
You a tattooist?
- No, more of, like, a--a part time artist.
Well, my name is Martin,
and, uh, I guess I'll be seeing you around.
- Karrin.
My name's Karrin.
- Karrin?
Nice to meet you, Karrin.
- Nice to meet you too.
- You must not be from around here,
'cause I definitely would've saw you before now.
- Actually, I'm not.
I'm here visiting my family for a couple weeks.
- Okay.
So that mean that you need somebody
to show you around then?
How about I take you out for dinner and drinks
at Baldwin's Seaside?
- You don't waste no time, huh, Martin?
- I'm a vice president of a bank.
How often am I gonna see
a beautiful woman like yourself?
- Never.
Definitely one of a kind. - Exactly.
- So, um...
pick you up at nine?
- Can I meet you there instead? Say, maybe,
8:30. 8:30?
- 8:30 it is, Karrin.
See you then.
- [giggles]
- The back is just as fine as the front.
I gotta extend this stay.
- ♪ Hey, give it to me ♪ - ♪ Pretty woman over there ♪
- ♪ GPS: D-Town on the right ♪
- ♪ Give it to me ♪ - ♪ You're so sexy ♪
- ♪ Give it to me, yeah yeah ♪
♪ Give it to me ♪ - ♪ Pretty girl over there ♪
♪ Give it to me ♪ - ♪ Hey hey ♪
♪ Give it to me ♪ - ♪ So sexy ♪
- Hey. - Hey, Reverend Chauncy.
- Hey, kids.
- You coming to the barbeque?
- Oh, I wouldn't miss it for the world.
I just hope your daddy know how to make ribs.
- Oh, he does. He's from North Carolina.
- Oh, well, they make a pretty fair rib
in North Chakalaka. - Chakalaka?
What is the man talking about, man?
- You tell him I don't want no rib that's red at the bone.
- It'll be falling off the bone.
- And I want the ends put away
for an old man. - Okay.
- We'll let him know. - Okay.
- All right, we'll catch you there?
- All right. And you all be safe.
- Race you off?
- Oh. [chuckles]
- ♪ Won't be, won't be for nothing ♪
♪ I promise all that pushing ♪
♪ All that fighting, all that running ♪
- Yes.
Let's bring out the wine goblets
as well as the wine glasses.
- Okay. Good idea.
- Right. - Ooh.
- That's the last of it, baby. We're ready to rock.
- It looks great, babe.
- Everybody loves a barbeque.
I put a little extra special love on there
since you got rid
of your little raggedy sister for the night.
- Well, you know, I didn't have anything to do with it,
but if you're gonna kiss me, then I'll take all the credit.
- Oh, maybe then I will.
- Hey, hey, all right, you two, go get a room.
- Hey, we live here. - Look, you're just jealous.
- Hey, sweetie-pie, how you doing?
- Ooh, I need to talk to you about this outfit
'cause this is super cute. - Let's go.
- What's good, man? - What's happening, man?
- [sighs] So listen. - Mm-hmm.
- Let me bend your ear.
- You been coming out here all your life, right?
What have you heard about this Everett Simpson brother?
I've never met him.
- Typical silver spoon. Old money dude.
See, he's more of a Martha's Vineyard/Oak's Bluff
kinda guy, not a Black Hamptons cat.
See he inherited his money. He didn't make it.
- Okay. - Mm-hmm.
- I don't think I understand.
What's the difference?
- See, the real money up there
is more generational Black wealth,
while the Black Hamptons is more entrepreneurial.
- What's the difference?
Because all I know is, we're all just a bunch
of wealthy, uppity Negroes.
- True.
But we're the uppity Negroes that own two miles
of beachfront.
Martha's Vineyard, Black folk have to use
the public beach.
And Carolyn Britton throws it in their faces
every chance she gets.
- Interesting.
- Oh, here's an FYI.
A guy like Everett wouldn't be selling
if he didn't have to.
- Well, see, I find that confusing,
because the offer that we made
was very impressive.
But it didn't seem to make a difference,
hence this little shindig tonight.
- Well, like I said, man, he is in need of money.
And as your financial guru, I have full confidence
that after tonight, that lot is yours.
And just in case you need some backup,
I brought the Opus Forbiddens. - Ooh.
My man, 50 grand.
Ooh, yeah. - Right.
- Oh, hey, hey. Our guests are here.
- The end of those ribs are mine.
- Gentlemen, gentlemen. - Hey.
- Hey, my man.
- Reverend Chauncy. - Yes.
- Thanks so much for being here.
- Thanks for having us. - Hey.
- Allow me to introduce you to a dear friend,
Everett Simpson.
- Everett, thanks for being here.
- No, it's a pleasure. - Pleasure's all ours.
Welcome to our home.
- Well, what a beautiful home it is.
Thanks for the invitation.
It's not often that I get invited to a barbeque.
- Well, you're about to have some of the best.
- Hey, courtesy of yours truly.
- Oh, wow. - Now I'm scared.
- Maybe you should be.
- Reverend Chauncy, now,
is that your wife's famous peach cobbler I smell?
- Oh, you know it is.
[all chuckling]
- Isabella, can you come take this peach cobbler
and put it in the kitchen please?
- Mm-hmm.
- And for the rest of you fine gentlemen,
let's eat. - Oh, yeah!
- Magic words.
- ♪ I'm catching feelings ♪
♪ I'm catching feelings ♪
- Ah. - Hey.
- I didn't think it was possible,
but you look more beautiful with clothes on.
- Thank you, I think.
I hope that was a compliment.
- Oh, trust me, it was.
- Good evening.
I have here Opus One, 2017 Cabernet Sauvignon.
- Mm-hmm.
- I took the liberty of ordering us
a bottle of wine. I hope you don't mind.
Do you like red?
- I do.
I prefer Silver Oak over Opus, though.
Little more pricey, but it's worth it.
But since you were so kind to order...
- Mm-hmm? - It's fine.
Proceed.
- ♪ No he don't gotta give me ♪
♪ No materials ♪
♪ I just need his time ♪
♪ When he pull out them cars ♪
♪ All the girls go crazy ♪
♪ I don't care because he's mine ♪
♪ ♪
- All right. - Enjoy.
- To new beginnings.
- Indeed.
I cannot believe I'm here.
- That was a fine meal, Anthony.
You and your wife are a fine addition
to this community.
Don't you think, Everett?
- Almost makes me wish I was sticking around.
- [chuckles]
- So about that...
I understand you've sold your family's house.
But have you changed your mind about selling the lot?
- Oh, not at all.
And don't get me wrong. I love the Black Hamptons.
And I understand the cultural importance
of, you know, making sure
it's being placed in the right hands.
Can't go to just anybody.
But, you know, we just don't wanna live here anymore.
Too many memories.
- Well, I'm glad you know that, Everett.
Your grandfather and uncles worked hard for this land.
We need to keep it in the community.
That's why I gave the listing to Jeffrey and his wife.
I mean, we could have easily sold it by now
for way over market value.
- I would have thought so too.
And I also thought that the offer that we made
was more than fair.
- What offer was that?
I mean, I haven't heard anything from Jeffrey
since I gave him the listing.
- Really?
We put in a bid for $8 million cash.
He told us he was waiting to hear back from you.
- $8 million cash? - [coughing]
- Yes, sir.
I mean, we can even close in, what,
two weeks, if you'd like.
- Well, I would like that very much.
And here I thought Carolyn Britton
was trying to lowball him.
Oh, Jeffrey.
- Well, I'd say it sounds like
we have a deal.
- I can't see any reason why not.
- Oh, well, now that that's done,
let's get inside and get some of that cobbler.
- Good idea, Rev. - Let's do it.
- You're funny.
- Okay, so... - Mm-hmm, yeah?
- We have been talking for the past three hours now.
- Mm-hmm.
- I was thinking,
how do you think this night should end?
- Um...
I have to use the bathroom.
Can I answer that question when I come back?
- Sure. - Okay.
- Can I get you anything to drink?
- Scotch, rocks, please. Thank you.
- Jeffrey. - Hey.
- Where's Leslie?
You guys are usually tied at the hip on Friday nights.
- Yeah, we usually are, but she's, uh...
not speaking to me at the moment
until the Simpson property matter's resolved...
- Oh. - Thanks to Carolyn.
- Well, you know how Mother is, man.
- Why don't you just give her what she wants?
She's part of your family anyway.
- It's not mine to give, Martin.
And you know how stubborn Everett Simpson can be.
- Yeah.
I mean, he is pretty pompous.
[both chuckling]
- Indeed.
By the way,
saw you have a new conquest.
She's cute, but don't you think she's a little bit more, uh...
fitted for the sheets than the streets?
Don't you think she's, um...
A little ghetto, parading around town?
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Your Scotch, sir.
- Thank you.
- Ghetto?
You know,
what is it with you people from the Black Hamptons
always judging people?
You don't even know her.
She's not ghetto, Jeff--
- [clears throat] - She's not ghetto, Jeffrey.
She's actually pretty smart.
Funny, sexy, and very intriguing,
if you must know. - Okay.
Okay, don't shoot the messenger.
Clearly you know her far better than--
- I sure do. - Okay.
- I'ma go.
- But, Martin. - What, man?
- My brother, I know ghetto when I see it,
no matter how it's packaged.
She's ghetto.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Maybe I wasn't ♪
- [inhales sharply]
Okay, girl, this man is the vice president
of a bank.
What you gonna do? What you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
I'm not gonna blow it, that's what I'm not gonna do.
I'm not gonna blow it. I'm not gonna blow it.
[inhales sharply]
All right.
- I'm back.
- You're back. - Yeah.
So, what were we talking about again?
- Oh, um...
I was asking you, how do you think the night should end?
- Well, Martin,
I'm gonna have to reverse this question on you.
- Oh-ho-ho!
- How do you think the night should end?
- Okay.
So, in a perfect world... - Mm-hmm?
- I wouldn't want it to end.
I would want to watch the sunrise
in the jacuzzi on my yacht
with you in my arms.
- You have a yacht?
- 160 foot, baby.
- ♪ I'm catching feelings ♪
- Mm, okay. One more question.
- Hit me with it. - Okay.
Three weeks from now... - Mm-hmm.
- On the morning that I leave...
- Uh-huh? - Where you gonna be at?
- ♪ I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings ♪
♪ Yeah, I fell in love ♪
- On my yacht... - Hmm.
- In the jacuzzi... - Mm-hmm.
- With you,
about to take you anywhere you want to go.
- ♪ No baby ♪
- That sounds wonderful.
- You like that? - I like that.
I like that a lot, actually.
Mm-hmm.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Looks like the Johnsons stepping their game up.
- Well, you can play the game,
but you can't win if you don't know the rules.
So is everything in place for the Fourth of July?
- Yes.
Are you sure you wanna go with Kim's plan?
I mean, it's just gonna tap a lot of resources.
- Yes, I'm sure.
Do you know what is at stake for this family?
- Yes. - Then act like it.
If you're gonna be CEO of Amistad one day,
you're gonna need to show people
that you have a pair of balls.
- Yes, Mother.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪