Wait. What do you mean you lost the body?
Every day I see you is a fine day
Fine day
No, I didn't lose a damn thing.
The dumbass mortician brought the wrong body.
Yes, I called him! And I left a message too.
Your sister trying to say it's my fault.
Uh…
I'm sure she doesn't mean any harm by that, Mom.
She's been causing me harm since her 14-hour labor.
Get him out of here.
Yeah, and to think we've made such good progress these past few days.
Look, Mom, just try not to take it too personal.
What are you trying to say? What, you taking her side?
Look, I'm not taking anyone's side.
It's no time for family conflict, you know?
Especially during such a joyous day.
So my brother's death is joyous to you.
No, I'm not saying Uncle James' death is joyous.
I mean, in like in a religious sense.
Vincent, what's going on over there?
Did I just hear a nine millimeter?
Lancaster? Boy, that is two hours away!
I think I'm gonna be a bit late to the funeral.
Oh, fuck that. You better teleport.
Look, just talk to the funeral director, okay? Hold on.
Hello?
What the fuck is wrong with your mother?
For one, she lost Uncle James.
And for two, she refuses to take any accountability for it,
but that shouldn't come as a surprise to you because she never does.
The woman is evil.
Where are you?
On the way? The funeral starts in 30 minutes.
I highly doubt that.
You can't really have a funeral without the body.
Ha ha ha, real funny. Can you just get here, please?
We can't do nothing without you, and you just gallivanting,
doing God knows what.
Hello? Are you even listening to me?
Look, I'm not playing middleman between y'all no more.
We are a family, and we love each other. I need you both to start acting like it.
You know what? You're right, bro.
I ain't even think about all the responsibility you got.
I'm sure it's a lot of stress on you.
First, the swap meet situation, then Uncle James.
I don't even think I stopped to ask you how you… how you feeling.
You good?
Hello?
-Look, I'm just saying that-- -Nah, don't do it, brother.
She's a madman.
Move out the way, Wayne, 'cause I'm about to cut this fool.
There's cameras here, Anita. Calm down.
-Mom! -What, Vincent?
Why are you yelling?
I'm yelling because I'm about to kill this motherfucker.
-I'm sorry, miss-- -Don't be sorry.
Be helpful.
I want you to call your boss
and tell him that you're gonna need two caskets
'cause you going in the ground too.
Mom, do your breathing.
What are we searching for?
Inner peace.
And where will we find it?
In my happy place.
You found it yet?
Don't push it, boy, or you'll need a casket too.
I understand that you're trying your best,
but I ordered the white dove package.
I-- I--
White…
…dove.
Now, it says here
that the white dove package
is a pearl casket
and a dove release ceremony with a drone-shot video
and a Steve Harvey white suit for the deceased body.
-Yes, I am familiar with the package-- -So…
do you have any idea where my brother is?
No.
Let me ask you a question, sir.
Do you like being alive?
I'm gonna call my boss… right now. Yeah. Yeah.
Hey, is there parking?
Fuck off, Vincent.
What's all this for?
I'm American.
You are goddamn right you are.
Do you wanna pay for this with the card you got on file?
He ain't in there.
Gotta be.
So, wait a minute, you're saying that we don't know my brother?
Well, I can't speak on the family dynamic.
What I can speak on is what's in the back of the van
'cause I packed it.
In that van is every dead man named James in the past week and a half.
James is his middle name!
Well, that's a different van.
I can't. I can't.
And you ain't no better.
Whoa, Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
Jericho, Jericho
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
Y'know, the walls come tumblin' down Well, well, well
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
Jericho, Jericho
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
And the walls come tumblin' down
You may talk about the bonds of Gideon
Talk about your men of woe
But none like good old Joshua
On the walls of Jericho Well, well, well
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
Jericho, well Jericho
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
You know, the walls come tumblin' down Well, well, well
Good ol', good ol' Jericho
Whoa Jericho, whoa Jericho
And the walls of Jericho
You know Joshua fit the battle…
Hey, wait.
I've had enough of you.
God rest his soul.
-You seen your brother? -No. He said he was on his way.
-Have you talked to Uncle Mike? -Mike, did you speak to Vincent?
No, I ain't talked to him. You know, ever since he got that Netflix TV special,
he's been acting real coupe de ville.
One thing has nothing to do with the other.
He's going through something.
I know he's going through something, and he gonna keep going through something.
See, that's what happens
when these young niggas refuse to give back to the community.
They start fucking with that mayonnaise.
And things of that nature.
Look, you be careful what you say about my son.
Bread of life sent down from glory
Many things you were on earth
A holy king, a carpenter
'Cause you are the living word Say it now…
How long is this funeral?
I don't know, but any longer and I'm dropping dead.
We've been here for almost two hours,
and I told the pastor we had a hard out, so we should be done soon.
We should have two songs left, then the testimony, then the poem,
and that should take us about an hour and some change left,
and then your brother's doing the eulogy.
Did he ever call you back?
I don't think so. Let me check.
Many things Come on, somebody say it
Many things you were on earth…
Oh, you're doing such a beautiful job, honey. Now hit 'em with that spin, baby.
What the f-- Hello?!
Where are you? I found your uncle,
and then I had to watch Janine shake her ass in the house of the Lord.
No. No, no, no, no.
-No. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. -No.
You're good. We're good.
Jesus.
Hey, Mom.
I'm… I'm on the way still.
I got in a little car accident.
Yeah.
The measure of a life is not in its duration,
but in its donation,
and when we think of James's donation and what he contributed,
we have much to be thankful for.
With that being said,
the church's cash app is located at the back of the obituary.
We accept any gift the Lord has blessed you with.
Can I get an amen?
Have you ever killed somebody?
You ever been in love?
Yeah.
It's crazy, right?
You wouldn't happen to have, like, a firearm, by any chance?
Nigga, what happened to you?
I got kidnapped.
Kidnapped?
You a grown-ass man.
Get your shit together. You look like Elephant Man.
The Jamaican?
No, the victim.
And maybe if you was Jamaican, you wouldn't have got your ass whupped.
Look, boy. Take this Tide pen and clean up.
You can't be going up there embarrassing me.
-It's not that bad though, right? -Yes, it is.
It's just a flesh wound.
-Am I late? -You're right on time.
And now we will hear the eulogy by his nephew, Vincent Staples.
Well, go on.
-You look good. -Thank you.
Thank you, man.
I never done one of these before, so… please bear with me.
As you all know, my uncle James, he was like a father figure to me.
He taught me all kind of things.
How to play football,
how to drive,
about… forensics.
But over time, he also taught me… how not to be.
Um, as we all know, he wasn't perfect.
He had his flaws, but… are any of us perfect?
Despite all he went through, he was family, and, um,
I was taught that family's about holding people accountable
when everybody else won't.
Uncle Mike.
Stop asking me for money, nigga.
You done started 15 businesses since we've been kids,
and you ain't never made no fucking money.
Not even with the ice cream truck.
Aunt Janine.
Stop talking about my mama on Facebook, please.
Now, I know y'all used to fight.
Okay?
But it's over now.
Let it go.
And I'm on you too, Uncle Wayne.
Now, you're family, and I love you.
But it's my marriage.
Okay?
Stay out of our fucking business.
I would hate for somebody to pop you.
Bri.
Huh?
I love you, sis.
I know that's right.
And, Mom…
…as you know, I've been going through some things.
And you've been there with me every step of the way,
telling me some real uncomfortable things to hear.
But you was right about all of it. You're always right about all of it.
But you never get impatient.
You're always understanding.
And you give me the grace… that you gave Uncle James,
and I appreciate you for that.
And, Uncle James,
thank you for being you.
You taught me who I don't wanna be.
Sincerely,
yours truly.
Fine day
Blackberry molasses
One of the things that never change
You gotta keep pushing on
The sun don't rain all the time
There's gonna be Some heartache and pain
Woke up Sunday morning
Got a little bad news today
Mm, they say My life ain't worth living
And time is slowly ticking away
Don't think that I'm going crazy
'Cause thoughts keep running Through my head
I know I gotta be strong Gotta hold on
Sometimes I'd rather give up instead…
Y'all think Uncle James is pleased with his funeral?
With all the white women mourners over there?
I'm sure he's in heaven. Metaphorically, I mean.
I mean, I love my brother, but… you know? You know.
You gotta keep pushing on…
Yeah, we know.
The sun don't rain all the time…
-I'm gonna miss him. -Yeah. Me too, son.
So what's next?
After all that we've been through
Fine day