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(droning music)
(indistinct murmuring)
- [Stokely] I gotta let ya go.
(foot tapping)
- Come on man, that's some bullshit.
- Yeah well, what choice do I have?
But he started it.
- Ain't no matter, company policy,
you both gotta go.
Hey Brandon, Brandon,
you know I like you.
Man, I don't know shit.
- You too bright to be working here
at Burger Bang, anyway.
(Stokely slurping)
Man, I need this job.
- I need my neighbor's dog to stop shitting in my yard.
(Stokely chuckles)
Yeah we all got problems, huh?
Yeah.
(air rumbling, whooshing)
(upbeat rap music) (both struggling)
(fists pounding)
(bodies crashing)
(fists pounding)
(upbeat rap music)
Tell you what,
why don't you keep the visor for the memories?
(visor thudding)
[Employee] Welcome to Burger Bang!
(heart beating)
[Brandon] Stupid ass.
Fire me?
Gonna let me go?
I don't wanna work at that stupid ass job anyway.
Ugly ass, Uncle Ruckus looking mother fucker.
(fist slams, drywall breaks)
(Brandon breathing heavily)
(gentle music)
* Imagine if you saw yourself *
* Full of joy and life
* Imagine if you had wanted *
* What was going to make it right *
(Ciara knocks on Brandon's door)
(door squeaking)
Brandon.
What?
I wanna sleep in here.
Mom in her room.
Go in there and bother her.
But I don't wanna.
That's not my problem.
Girl go to sleep,
you gonna be passing out at school tomorrow?
But I had a nightmare.
Another one?
- Uh-huh.
All right,
come on.
(bed squeaking)
Are you okay?
Yeah.
(lamp clicking)
Girl sit your ass down
- and finish eating. - Leave me alone.
We're gonna be late.
Give it to me, sit down and finish eating.
Wake you up, bruh.
- Bro, what happened to your eye?
Come on, let's go.
Ciara finish drinking that milk.
(school bus idling)
All right, that's the bus.
- Come on, come on, come on. - Ooh bus bus bus!
Get up.
Come on bruh.
Come on move it, move it, move it, move it.
- Here. - Bye.
Bye.
I'll see y'all later tonight.
- Come on. - Bye.
(door squeaking)
(photo frame thudding)
(soft music)
(door clicking)
(Janice groaning)
Kids ain't got shit to eat.
(Janice chuckling)
- I'll stop by the store, before my next shift today.
All right.
Got a migraine?
- Mm-hmm.
- I'll get you some Tylenol.
- Mm-mm, the only thing you need to get
is your butt to school.
Go on.
(Janice groaning)
* Yeah, we done, balled out *
* Came in the game now you already chalk out *
* Crossed out
My guy.
Hey slow down boy,
before you choke on that drumstick.
Try to give your boy the smallest piece,
you know for shit.
What the fuck happened to you?
- I got into a fight at work
and I got fired.
Man.
I know.
- I mean, did you get fired 'cause you lost the fight
or did you get fired 'cause you won fight?
Which one was it?
Shut up man.
(uplifting music)
(car horn honking)
(uplifting music)
We hungry.
Mom had to work late.
She said we gotta get dinner from your job.
(Brandon clicking tongue)
(fridge door slamming)
- She said to make sure we get some salads.
But can we just order pizza, please.
- Y'all ain't gettin no pizza.
- Why? - Cause I said so.
(footsteps pounding)
Fuck.
(Brandon exhaling)
(car horn honking)
You remember me?
No, not really.
Felix Anderson.
I was the probate lawyer of your grandmother's will.
Yeah.
You looking a lot more svelte.
What, you been in the gym.
- I started walking inside Krispy Kreme
instead of going through the drive-thru.
Every little bit helps.
So what's up man?
- We've been getting notices from the bank.
Apparently you all are behind on your property taxes
and they haven't had any luck contacting you.
Property taxes, what?
Yeah.
Even though this house was paid in full
and passed on to your mom,
she still has to pay the property tax to the city.
She's a couple years behind.
(car engine roaring)
Is your mom home?
- I'll talk to her about it.
(wind whooshing)
(Brandon breathing shakily) (heart throbbing)
(wind whooshing) (heart throbbing)
(sirens wailing)
(dog barking)
(bell dinging)
(door clicking shut)
(bell dinging)
(packet rustling)
(hot fries crunching)
(soft music)
(packet rustling)
(hot fries rustling)
(ramen noodle packet rustling)
(packet rustling)
What up man?
What's the deal B.
Cart?
Yeah.
* I do what I want
* I do, I do what I want, want *
* I do what I want
* I do, I do what I want, yeah *
* I do what I want
* I do, I do what I want, want *
- Hey, you gotta take that shit off, cuh.
Who is this?
[Brandon] I don't know.
- [Ali] All right, where she coming from?
[Brandon] The outside.
- You do realize I can see you right?
You just gonna do whatever you want.
Listen, don't make me come up behind this counter.
(upbeat rap music)
Oh, You don't give a damn.
(upbeat rap music)
(Brandon scoffing)
(upbeat rap music)
Oh, you must wanna work here.
You gotta clean up.
No janitor around here.
(upbeat rap music)
Yo, this shit is mad disrespectful.
This weirdo is being real reckless in my store.
So you just gonna take all the feminine products, huh?
(gun shot) Oh, what the fuck?
- Is this really surprising?
I do have a ski mask on.
Well, you've seen Menace II Society, right?
Yeah, and?
(gun shot)
- Oh. - All right, all right,
All right, all right.
I'ma get the money.
All right.
I'm getting the money.
You want the quarters too
and the change?
Is something funny?
Yeah, the universe.
- That black eye looks good on you.
Take the wallet.
- Go ahead, ain't shit in there anyway.
- What's in your pockets, Brandon?
Nigga, I got eyes in the back of my head.
Andalé, come on.
Calm down.
- That applies to you too, sweetheart.
Put it on the counter.
Come on man, hurry up.
She got a gun.
(ramen noodle packet rustling)
Nigga, you stealing noodles?
(Cassidy laughing)
- You're funny dude, Brandon.
(soft music)
Nice to meet you motherfucker.
(gun clicking)
(Cassidy chuckling)
Oh, thank you.
(bell dinging)
- I don't know what type of ghetto love story
you caught up in,
but that shit was crazy fool.
Make no damn sense.
You fucking up, Brandon.
How?
I'ma graduate.
That ain't enough?
- You didn't apply for one school.
Vocational, technical, nothing
For what?
I obviously ain't going.
- Why even come to exit counseling
if you got everything already figured out?
- I don't know, that's what they told me to do.
You were doing so well
since your incident.
Wasn't no incident.
Okay.
All I'm saying is
we don't have the luxury to just say fuck it.
You need to hunker down,
focus.
If you need help, (uplifting music)
I am here for you, Br-
Brandon.
Do you hear me talking to you?
Sorry.
- Do you still have that job over at Burger Bang?
Most of the opportunities that come across my desk
require at least some job history.
You want a resume?
(paper flops)
Let me get back to class.
- Wait a minute, how about this?
How about we meet back here next week
and I can see if there's some internships
you might be interested in?
Yeah.
All right, you can go.
This is good.
It's real good.
(gentle music)
(machine rumbling)
Hey.
This one got 20 more minutes
and I just put another load in the other one.
Oh and Lamont's supposed to be dropping
some money off for me tonight.
(Brandon sighing)
Despite what it looked like,
I am trying to get better.
I just don't need those pills.
- Then why'd you stop going to the therapist?
- Because instead of having a pain in my head,
she was a pain in my ass.
(Janice laughing)
Quiz me.
(Brandon scoffing)
- All right, the word of the day is,
regicide.
Spell it.
- R-E-G-I-C-I-D-E.
I know what this is.
I know.
It means when you get rid of something.
Oh shit,
it's when you kill a king.
When you kill a king.
that's right, baby.
Undefeated,
unstoppable,
vocabulary champion of 79th and Normandy,
I still got it baby.
(Janice groaning)
Okay, I'ma go clean this nasty ass building.
I'll smoke you some more later.
(lips smooching)
(door opens)
(dramatic music)
(water gurgling) (dramatic music)
(fan clicking) (dramatic music)
(fan whirring)
(children giggling)
(pillow slamming)
(children giggling)
(Brandon sighing)
(children giggling)
(door squeaking)
- I ain't never seen no cartoon that funny.
(all giggling)
Trey, Ciara, get in your room.
- Why? - Why?
- I was worried we were gonna have to jump on your bed.
You hear this crunch?
This how real cereal supposed to sound.
Cassidy to the rescue.
Cassidy?
Ooh Cassidy.
- Now, I see why you took those ramen noodles.
Cause y'all ain't have shit to eat.
(Cassidy chuckling) - What are doing in my house--
- We're just having a little snack,
join us, why don't ya?
Yeah, don't worry.
Just got back from a little grocery store adventure.
You're welcome.
What?
I know.
Ciara's allergic to peanuts, she told me.
Don't worry, everything checks out.
They said they've never had almond milk before.
I couldn't believe it.
(fridge door rattling)
Now almonds a tree nut, you know?
So it's all good.
(fridge door slamming)
This your girlfriend's purse?
It's nice.
- She ain't my girlfriend.
Yeah, right.
I bet y'all in love.
- And I bet you still pee in the bed.
Now I told your soggy drinking after eight ass
to get in the room.
- Why you telling them about my business?
- Would you like a bowl of Frosted Flakes?
- [Brandon] No, I don't want no Frosted Flakes.
- Very well, it is already lunchtime and you need to eat.
Freeze mother fucker.
(Trey imitating yelling)
Hey.
- Please don't shoot. - Take that shit off girl
and watch your mouth.
Trey, put it down, now.
Chill out.
It's not like there's a gun in there or anything.
(Cassidy chuckling)
- Can I see you outside for a second?
Yeah, of course.
Sit down.
(door creaking)
(door slamming shut)
- Look, I know what you're gonna say and you're completely right.
We should go on a real date.
This was tacky on my part.
- What the fuck are you doing here?
Came to see you.
I don't know you.
And the last time I saw you,
you had a gun pointed to my head.
It happened.
I gave you a story.
How are the rest of your classes today?
You know you really need to start being nice to me,
we're classmates now.
- Fuck, I thought I saw you.
You stalking me or something?
Yeah, you wish?
No, just came and give you this.
You were right, there's nothing in it worth taking.
You look like a idiot on your license.
- Well, I ain't finna say thank you.
Give me your hand.
What?
- Give me your fucking hand and I'll go.
Quietly.
(soft music)
(gentle uplifting music)
Wait.
Is this the only reason you came?
Why didn't you flinch?
* 'Cause I don't wanna play this game again *
* Why must I always...
- [Trey] Why you throwing so hard?
[Ciara] I'm not.
[Trey] Yes you are.
[Ciara] No I'm not.
- Yeah, you are. - No I'm not.
What's wrong with you?
(fist pounding on door)
I'ma play with some Lego.
What?
(Brandon groans)
- What the fuck is wrong with you?
- Man, what you want, Lamont?
- Hey, you better watch who the fuck you talking to.
- Man, I said what you want?
You gonna let me in?
You gonna stand there like you got a album coming out.
Man, open the fucking door.
[Ciara] Daddy!
- Dad! - Hey, (indistinct)
my babies.
What's y'all doing.
Nothing, just playing.
- Yeah, I got a little something for you,
I bought you a hat.
No you didn't,
this the same hat you wear all the time.
Nigga, take the hat.
Y'all need to clean this house up.
[Ciara] Okay.
- [Lamont] Where your mama at?
[Trey] In her room.
What up baby?
(pill bottles rattle)
(Trey growling)
[Trey] Let go, let go,
(Ciara chuckling) Let go.
- Hey, y'all wanna go to the park?
[Trey] Yeah.
- Come on, put your shoes on, let's go to the park.
[Trey] All right.
(indistinct chatter) (soft music)
(footsteps pattering)
- His half's bigger than mine.
- Nuh-uh.
That's all y'all got?
- You ain't give us nothing but $2
and his piece is bigger than mine.
Shut up, no it ain't.
Gimme the ice cream.
Give it here.
Bruh.
Yeah, now y'all even.
- You ain't nothing but spoiled little brat.
- No I'm not. (Brandon chuckling)
I'm watching my show.
No you're not.
(fridge door clicking)
(comical noise)
- What's your girlfriend's name again?
She left her purse.
It's Cassidy.
She ain't my girlfriend.
(bag rattling)
(packets rustling)
(makeup crashing)
(door clicking open)
- Where all those groceries come from?
I told you I was going to the store.
- Damn, you don't know how to knock?
- I got three more bags in there
and there's no room.
- Well it ain't gonna go to waste.
I asked you a question,
where they come from?
Does it matter?
- Where you get the money?
Again, does it matter?
The fridge is full.
You should be grateful.
- Excuse me, who you think you're talking to?
A man came around here
and said we owe property taxes
and I can't take care of everything.
I'm taking care of it.
How?
You can't even take care of yourself.
And why the fuck do you keep letting that fuck nigga Lamont
sell your lithium?
I ain't crazy.
- You starting shit right now - I ain't crazy.
- over food Janice. - I ain't crazy!
- If you ain't crazy
- I don't know what is. - I ain't crazy!
- You in my room starting shit over food, Janice.
If you not crazy, ain't no such thing.
- Boy, don't make me--
Don't make you what?
- I'm so sick of your--
- [Brandon] I'm sick of your shit.
Get out, get out my room.
(yelling in unison)
- [Brandon] Skipping out on your medication, so what?
- You think you so fucking smart,
I called your job last night.
Excuse me, your old job.
Cat got your sharp ass tongue now, huh?
- I don't give a damn about that job.
- Where you get the money?
You ain't got no job.
Don't worry about it.
- Whose purse is that? - It ain't yours.
- Whose motherfucking purse is--
- Get the fuck out Janice.
Get the fuck out.
Nigga.
(door slamming)
(car engine rumbling)
(upbeat music)
Here you go.
- Thank you so much Cindy.
- [Cindy] Let me know if you need anything else.
Will do.
Chocolate peanut butter, shit is bomb.
- You think you got enough to eat?
Two milkshakes?
- I got an extra just in case.
- All right, I just came to give you this. So we even now.
- Did you know that this is the diner from Reservoir Dogs?
Is that the movie
where all them white boys kept saying nigga?
- That's every Tarantino movie.
Anyway, did you go through it?
Yeah, what is that,
your adopted family or something in that Polaroid?
I don't know, is it.
- All right, I did what I came here to do.
So you enjoy your sumo wrestler meal?
- We both know that's not why you came.
Okay, Aristotle,
tell me why I'm here.
- Have you ever done anything that you just wanted to do
without looking over your shoulder
or asking another person if it was cool first?
You know, I got lost on Google the other day,
I started reading about circus elephants of all things.
And it's actually interesting how they're trained.
See, apparently when they're young
they tie 'em to a pole
so they won't run away.
And they're too weak to rip the pole from the ground,
so eventually they just give up trying.
Now what's crazy is when they get older,
they never try to escape when they get tied up at night.
Even though it'd be nothing for them
to just stampede right out onto freedom.
- Yeah, I ain't no elephant.
Let's get outta here.
You ain't gonna pay?
Cindy's coming.
Or feel free to fit the bill,
I don't give a shit.
(upbeat music)
(car engine roaring)
* Welcome to your life
* There's no turning back (engine revving)
* Even while we sleep
* We will find you
* Acting on your best behavior *
- I don't think you drive fast enough.
What?
- I said, I don't think you drive--
Hold on, hold on.
* Everybody wants to rule the world. *
Happy?
Did you know James Dean used to race his Porsche Speedster
on this very road every night?
- Yeah, he drove his ass right off that cliff too.
- Not really, but that would've been a better ending.
(Cassidy chuckling)
Just sit back and relax.
You have my permission.
So tell me something cool about yourself Brandon.
- You seem to know everything already.
So why don't you tell me something cool about you?
Like, is that your mom and dad in that photo in your wallet?
Yeah, but...
Yeah.
* When they do
* I'll be right behind you *
* So glad we've almost made it *
* So sad they had to fade it * - Why did you kiss me?
- Do I have to have a reason?
What's up with your mom?
The kids told me she was in her room asleep.
Is she on drugs or something?
What? No.
She just...
Sometimes she doesn't do what she needs to do
to control her mood.
Plus she has migraines and shit.
- That sounds like an excuse for something else.
What?
Why am I even talking about this with you.
And where the fuck are we going?
We've been driving around for 30 minutes.
- Why do we have to be going somewhere?
You never seen Dazed and Confused?
- And that's relevant because?
- Fine, you wanna do something?
Okay,
let's do something.
(upbeat music)
* All for freedom and for pleasure *
* Nothing ever lasts forever *
* Every--
Get out.
(door slamming shut)
- What the hell are you doing?
(trunk clicking)
(trunk slamming shut)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, shit.
(golf club slamming)
(Cassidy laughing)
(gravel crunching)
(golf club slamming) (Cassidy laughing)
I knew your ass was crazy but shit, what...
- It's something to do, right?
- Yeah, but why would you do this?
(golf club slamming)
- It's just a car. (Cassidy laughing)
(golf club slamming)
Here, you try.
Fuck no.
Nigga, take this shit.
Trust me, it feels great.
You'll feel great.
(crickets chirping)
What the fuck are you doing?
You just...
- I'm just fucking with you.
Go.
(Cassidy giggling)
Go.
(golf club slamming)
Huh.
(crickets chirping)
(golf slamming slamming)
(upbeat rap music)
(golf slamming slamming)
(upbeat rap music)
(golf slamming slamming)
(Cassidy shrieking)
(golf slamming slamming)
(both chuckling)
- Oh, that shit feel good.
(Cassidy chuckling) (Brandon breathing heavily)
(golf club slamming)
(both laughing)
(upbeat music)
(bacon sizzling)
Wait for the eggs,
wait for the eggs.
Y'all know I can put my foot in them when I need to.
Ciara, watch out they hot.
Let 'em cool off a bit.
How you like them grits baby?
- Did you put cheese in them?
If I told you,
I'd have to kill you.
- Oh. (Janice laughing)
She talking about you.
- Oh look at what the cat dragged in.
Where you coming from?
- I bet he was with Cassidy. (Ciara imitating smooching)
[Janice] Who's Cassidy?
His little girlfriend.
- Man she ain't my girlfriend.
Yes she is.
- And you ain't think I wanna meet her?
Boy, I raised you better.
Come on Janice,
it's too early for this.
- Aw, so you just going to stand there and pout?
Come eat, come on.
I made you a plate.
Just the way you like it, right?
[Brandon] Yep.
- You know I like to throw down on Sunday mornings.
I know you used to.
Cheer up.
We're having a real family breakfast here.
Right?
Something we need to have a lot more often.
Something we're going to have.
Y'all would like that, right?
- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.
- [Janice] Hey, stop playing and eat my food.
(students murmuring)
Hey.
(romantic electronic music)
- This weekend was interesting.
(romantic electronic music)
(bell ringing)
Well the battle begins.
Hey wait.
I don't have a BMW,
but I might have something else for you to break.
Okay.
Let's go, let's go.
Back to class.
Now you really think
that you can brute force the soda machine?
- I used to work at a carniceria.
I had to stock one of these all the time.
And what I learned is
you ain't gotta be strong,
you just gotta be
precise.
(machine clicking open) (Cassidy laughing)
(soft music)
(cans clanking)
- Ah, this brings a whole new meaning
to the phrase Coke binge.
(Cassidy chuckling)
Yeah, put it in here.
- Oh, so what, so you can disappear with this shit again?
Hurry up.
Come on.
[Officer] Hey.
- (dramatic music) - Oh shit, Come on.
- Go. - Go, come on.
Go, go, go.
(suspenseful music)
Hurry up.
(footsteps pounding) (suspenseful music)
(door squeaking)
(door clicking shut)
(both breathing heavily)
Full of surprises.
- Only one surprised is you.
(Brandon chuckling)
(both breathing heavily)
- We should get outta here.
Have some fun.
I got class.
So do I. And?
(door clicking open)
(birds chirping)
(Cassidy giggling)
- Wait, I got a meeting with my guidance counselor.
- Well now we have a meeting and
the first order of business is catching a matinee.
(birds chirping)
(door slamming shut)
(car engine swinging)
(engine rumbling)
- Stella, I want to speak to Ethel.
I'm practically gone.
(Cassidy chuckling)
[Ethel] So, darling,
what's the matter?
- [Duke] Oh, I just want...
- Who knew you could be normal.
(Cassidy chuckling)
You know, Lena Horne was a bad bitch
and not for like the obvious reasons like being pretty.
She lived the perfect life.
Perfect life, how?
Shit is a myth.
- She was a nightclub performer by the age of 16
and she--
Shh.
(popcorn rustling)
- What the fuck you shushing.
(Cassidy laughing)
(both laughing)
- [Ethel] I don't think I ever knew you until now.
Well that's on me I guess.
Here, you forget. My part of the contract...
(techno music)
(Cassidy yelling)
Hey, hey,
turn right here.
Why?
Why not?
(techno music)
(pencil scraping)
Really Bob Ross?
That's what we came up here for?
(Brandon scoffing)
- I've been wanting to get back up here for a minute now.
I came on a class trip in elementary one time and
I couldn't get this landscape outta my head ever since.
You wanna be an artist?
I am an artist.
I want to get paid for it.
I just gotta keep going till I figure that out.
- How indefatigable of you?
- I-N-D-E-F-A-T-I-G-A-B-L-E
what that mean man?
(Cassidy laughing)
Indefatigable.
- No, do not try to impress me by spelling out
my obnoxiously long and unnecessary word.
Nah,
it's like a game me and my mom play,
like word of the day.
Cute.
We should have our own game,
spelling dumb shit.
* L is for how lit I am tonight *
* O is for the old ass wallet that you own *
* V is very, very extraordinary *
* E is even more than anyone that you adore *
* And love
Come on you know this come on.
(both laughing)
(engine rumbling)
Appreciate the ride.
Even though you did kidnap me.
It was fun.
- It was better than class.
Everybody needs a little me time, right?
- Technically I spent it with you,
so not sure if that counts,
but yeah, sure.
Don't get smart.
(Brandon chuckling)
So you trying to hang out tomorrow?
(gentle music)
After school this time.
(Cassidy sighing)
(gentle music)
All right.
(door clicking open)
(door slamming shut)
(engine rumbling)
(lighter clicking)
(gate clanging)
- [Janice] Whose car is that?
It's my friend's.
Nothing but trouble.
So are you.
Your school called.
So?
- I ain't trying to argue.
I handled it.
But between this and the incident...
- There wasn't no incident.
- Okay, well you can't get so mad,
you throw chairs at school.
And your butt needs to be at every class.
Yeah, I know.
Thanks.
Brandon baby,
I'm trying.
I hope you know that.
(car engine roaring)
(bag rustling)
I can't get but so mad at you
for not doing what you're supposed to do,
'cause I've been fucking up.
- You ain't been messing up.
But I'm crazy.
Same thing.
I was just saying that.
I don't know why I...
I don't know why those groceries sent me like that.
I wonder how we going to pay these back taxes.
I can't get one second of peace.
- Look, you know things always work out
one way or another.
You just need to focus on yourself and
getting your shit in order.
I know.
I'ma do better,
starting now.
- First, you need to get rid of that nigga Lamont.
- It's always about him with you.
- He the one flipping your pills.
How are you supposed to get better
when you ain't even really trying?
Letting that bum ass nigga tell you what to do.
You either sleeping off a headache,
you working or you following up behind his ass.
And what about Trey and Ciara?
That's their daddy,
they need him too.
- I ain't trying to be mean Janice.
I know.
Can't help but love the things that hurt us, right?
Yep.
I know that better than anybody.
You used to sing around the house all the time
and dance and just do all kind of shit.
- I used to act up on them, right.
(Janice laughing)
- Your legs still work don't they?
You need to get out and use 'em for a change,
without that nigga.
Some me time?
Some me time.
Yeah, exactly.
Me time.
I don't know.
I might shake a lil' sum'n sum'n
while I'm at it.
You need to relax,
you still my mama. (Janice laughing)
I don't wanna hear or see none of that.
(Janice laughing) (helicopter blades whirring)
(gentle ethereal music)
This you?
I thought you'd be living under a bridge somewhere.
You know in the wild,
where your ass belongs.
- Oh well a girl still needs her creature comforts.
I just need to pick something up.
(door slamming shut)
'Sup Cass.
- Hi Cass. - Hey.
What's up?
What are y'all watching?
(gun blasting on TV)
- Deserves got nothing to do with it.
(girl laughing)
- Jordan, enough with the pistol.
- It's not even loaded, get off me.
- You've never seen Unforgiven?
He is obsessed with guns and westerns and shit.
Probably my fault.
Come on.
(door squeaking)
Hey Cass.
Hey.
(door squeaking)
- I thought that Huxtable ass family
in that picture--
This ain't a family,
this is an arrangement.
Yeah, my foster mom ain't really my cup of tea
but the babies are sweet.
(objects rattling)
- How'd you get that scar?
Don't you have scrapes?
Scratches?
Shit that reminds you there was a time
that you had to fight for something?
Be your own fucking hero?
(Brandon moaning)
Of course not.
- I got real life people who fucking depend on me.
Not to be no hero but to hold shit down.
Life ain't no fucking movie.
Found it.
Smoked my other travel blunt.
You wanna light it up real quick before we go?
- It's not a travel blunt if we smoke it here.
(gentle music)
- [Cassidy] I got a special spot.
(gentle music)
(both laughing)
Damn, what time is it?
Weren't we supposed to go somewhere?
Fuck, you're right.
Is it too late?
Shit, I don't know.
(both laughing)
Okay, Spotify mix.
(crickets chirping)
* Oh just something about her *
* She the definition of a goddess *
* Body shape, Coke bottle *
* Heels on, red bottle
* She what you want, what you needed *
- I know it's fucking corny.
My obsession with movies,
but I get so many dope ideas
about how I wanna live my life through them.
Shit I want to do and places I want to go.
It's all real to me,
'cause it's all possible.
I dig it.
It's what makes you tick?
It's not corny.
But I don't know,
maybe you should find something in real life
that makes you feel that way.
I guess you're right.
But I learned a long time ago that
people can take things from you if you let them.
No matter what crazy shit happens to me, I find
a way to keep my universe in divine fucking order.
* Cause I'm loving her flow *
* Sweat all over your body *
* Girl put your phone on silent *
* Wanna make you vibrate *
(Cassidy sighing)
- As always with women who are trying to get information
she told more than she heard.
(Cassidy laughing)
(phone pinging)
- Man I'm still broke as fuck.
I gotta find a way to pay these back taxes.
(door clicking)
(door slamming shut)
(keys clinking)
Yo.
(footsteps)
(door clicking)
(door shuts)
(door clicking)
(door squeaking)
* I've been watching
* And I have a thing for you *
Oh, they want me out up in there.
How you doing baby?
I'm cool.
Damn, I'm feeling lit.
- You forgetting something?
What you mean?
- About two extra niggas, yay high.
Look a lot like you.
- Oh they at Lamont's house.
(Janice laughing)
I told him I needed to run an errand for your aunt
and I turned my phone off.
Me time baby.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
You left them where?
- I had to dance, my spirit needed it baby.
Don't worry,
I'm about to go get 'em now.
Let me just change--
What the fuck?
That's the last place they need to be.
And you drunk right now,
you can't be serious.
I'm going.
Lay your ass down.
(door clicking)
(door slamming)
(fist pounding on gate)
- Who knocking at my door like the police?
(dogs barking)
It's kind of late for Jehovah Witness
or are you one of those second day Adventist people?
Where Lamont at?
Who's asking?
'Cause it's giving very much snitch energy.
Lacey get out the way.
My brother and sister in the house.
Lamont!
Stop all that howling.
You stupid?
Come in dummy.
* Gang ass nigga
* Broke ass nigga
* Got to keep it real
* You ain't gotta ask nigga *
* Flow through the city
* Like I'm on on a rap nigga *
* I might get with the shit *
* I don't need a bass nigga *
(Brandon scoffing)
You okay?
* I just doing my thing
* Baby blue sky
Come on.
(upbeat rap music)
* 'Cause you don't want no problems like that *
* 'Cause we go be like
- First of all, you need to relax.
I got two credits of early childhood development.
They fine.
Come on.
* Nigga what
* I give a fuck
Bye niece,
I see you next time nephew, okay?
(Brandon mumbling)
Come on.
Bye.
(upbeat rap music)
Always coming in here acting like he run some shit.
- Hey, y'all wait right here for a second, okay?
I'll be right back.
Lock the door.
- All right. - Okay.
Where Lamont at?
Lamont!
- What did I tell you about that damn howling?
- You better have a real good reason
why you yelling in my house and shit.
They kids, man.
Ciara is six.
And?
- You know she allergic to that shit?
- I know what my own daughter can eat
and what she can't eat.
You ain't her daddy.
Me and Janice decides what's good for our kids.
And let's be clear,
I had to go pick 'em up,
'cause your ass wasn't nowhere to be found.
What, you forgot?
- Man, just stay away from 'em.
No, you know what,
I'm actually gonna do the opposite.
Oh, Janice didn't tell you?
We finding a place,
so we can be under one big roof.
We gonna be one big happy family.
and maybe yo little ass
can start respecting me.
- (both struggling) - Get the fuck outta my face
What's wrong with you.
(gate slamming)
Fuck off me. (fist slamming)
Yeah, little nigga.
(body slamming)
(foot pounding) (Brandon groaning)
(Brandon spitting)
- You better be glad I love yo mama.
(gate slamming shut)
[Trey] Oh boy.
- [Brandon] Hey, come on now.
- Man, we can't let mom see like this bro.
Man, you look like shit.
Come on man.
Watch your mouth.
(Trey chuckling)
You do.
Yeah, you too much.
(Brandon wincing) Ah.
Quit moving.
All right man,
look, look, look, look.
I'm straight, y'all ain't gotta worry about me.
- Why were you and my daddy fighting?
- I don't like him anymore.
Yeah, me neither.
But, I'm good.
Now go to bed.
It's past your bedtime.
All right.
(palms scraping)
(door clicking shut)
(gentle foreboding music)
[Apollo] Hey, tell me about these look later.
Bruh,
why don't you just go ahead and tattoo permanent scars
on your face, man.
Save these niggas the trouble.
I probably should, huh?
I'm serious, man.
Are you good?
I'm straight, bro.
- I saw you by the vending machine--
- [Mrs. McCleary] Brandon!
Here we go.
What happened?
- Apollo, get your ass to class!
Where were you?
Something came up.
- I go outta my way and pull some strings for you.
The least you could do is show up.
- I didn't ask you to do that.
You know what?
Nobody is going to help you
unless you are willing to help yourself first.
You understand me?
Now go on and get to class.
Come on.
- Go ahead, I'll be in there in a minute.
- [Trey] All right peanut head.
Leave that open.
(mailbox squeaking)
(plane roaring)
(tense music)
(Brandon breathing heavily) (heart throbbing)
(sirens wailing) (dogs barking)
- Looks like no one's home.
- Yeah, we need to hurry up.
Get his stash and get the fuck up out of there.
Yeah.
Yeah, I know how it works.
(alarm blaring)
You said it yourself,
he deserves it.
You need the money to help your family out, right?
Well this is your best option.
We'll be fine.
(dogs barking)
(crickets chirping)
(door creaking)
(door squeaking)
(suspenseful music)
(bottle clinking)
(suspenseful music)
(lamp clicking)
- Hey, what the fuck are you doing?
- We can creep around in the dark and waste time
or we can turn the light on and be done with it.
Be outta here in five minutes.
(glass clattering)
Are you gonna stand there or are you gonna help?
This was your idea, remember?
(objects clattering)
(suspenseful music)
(tablets rustling)
(drawers thudding)
(suspenseful music)
(paper rustling)
(engine rumbling)
Shit.
(upbeat music)
Yo, you heard that?
Oh shit.
We gotta get the fuck up outta here.
Wait. Wait.
This dude beat the shit out of you in front of the kids.
(sinister music)
Chill, it's empty.
We can put the fear of God in him.
You know, like Jules did Ringo..
(crickets chirping)
(sinister music)
(engine roaring)
(door clicking)
(door slamming shut)
(suspenseful music)
He already knows we're in here,
the lights are on.
We run out that back door,
we'll both fuck around and get shot.
This is his turn.
(sinister noise)
Fuck.
Hurry up, hide.
(suspenseful music) (crickets chirping)
(gun cocking)
(sinister noise)
- Whoever you are motherfucker,
I got a gang of niggas on they way,
you better say your prayer bitch.
(sinister noise)
(gun banging)
You want to feel this?
(suspenseful music)
Yeah, come on out.
Where you at?
Come out, come out wherever you are.
Thought you was gonna come in here and take my shit.
Huh?
(gun cocking)
Yeah nigga, I did.
Turn the fuck around.
(suspenseful music)
I could blow your fucking brains out right now.
Who gon' give a fuck?
You can't hide.
I'ma find you.
(gun cracks across Lamont's face)
- You'd stay right there if you were smart Ringo.
- Boy you know you got your mama fooled.
Does Janice know she's raising a stick up kid?
I knew that was you.
(suspenseful music)
(foot slamming) (Lamont groaning)
Shut your ass up.
(foot slamming) (Lamont groaning)
(Lamont coughing)
- On second thought I might just kill you.
Don't do this.
- Keep your mouth shut you filthy animal.
Don't do this.
Say it again nigga.
Don't do this!
(Brandon breathing heavily)
- I want you to remember this moment
for the rest of your whack ass life.
(gun shot)
(Brandon breathing heavily)
Shit.
(Brandon breathing heavily)
Shit.
You told me the gun was empty.
- We gotta go. - You said it was empty.
We gotta go now.
Fuck.
Fuck!
(dramatic music)
(car engine roaring)
- Lamont, Lamont, Lamont, no, no, no.
Lamont!
(engine roaring)
(tires screeching)
(engine roaring)
(tires screeching)
What the fuck?
I can't get out and beat on your car again.
It's not that type of situation, go.
(Brandon breathing heavily)
Fuck, fuck.
I just shot that nigga.
I just fucking killed that nigga,
fucking with you.
I don't even fucking know you.
Fuck.
(fists pounding)
Fuck.
(Brandon breathing heavily)
Fuck.
But it's cool, right?
It's cool, huh?
Everything is cool,
'cause the gun was empty.
(Brandon breathing heavily)
Fuck.
I'ma go to prison.
I'm finna go to prison man.
(Brandon breathing heavily)
This smart ass mouth you got,
but now you ain't got nothing to say?
You fucking deaf?
you fucking mute all of a sudden?
Speak.
(Brandon breathing heavily)
We gotta fucking go,
you can't sit here and have a fucking breakdown right now,
go.
It was empty.
[Brandon] Cassidy...
It was empty.
* Please make it better
* Please don't put her to sleep *
* If I can't be there to see *
* Just put all her pain on me *
* She's rarer than you would believe *
* Use every drug you need *
* Just please bring her back to me *
* Please make it better
(upbeat music)
* And all I can't wait to see *
* Is you there in front of me *
* You be dancing in revelry *
* You told me you've been thinking lots *
* The world thought that it changed you so *
* I couldn't stop smiling like the whole way home *
* Please don't change my mind *
Sun's coming up.
(birds chirping)
Already.
(engine rumbling)
(gears clanking)
(birds chirping)
- Nothing is going to happen.
Just act normal.
Yeah.
All right.
(door clicking)
(door slamming shut)
(engine swinging)
(engine rumbling)
(foreboding music)
(fan whirring)
(foreboding music)
- [Cassidy VO] It's empty.
(gun cocking) (gun blasting)
(door clicking shut)
Hey baby.
Hey.
Boy, come here,
lemme look at you.
It's nothing.
- You get that from a fight at school?
It wasn't a big deal.
- You acting like you new in the neighborhood or something.
I know I taught you how to throw a punch.
And if you ain't gonna do that, then at least duck.
Or run.
Hush.
(phone vibrating)
(suspenseful music)
Your aunt, I'll call her back.
You with that girl again last night, weren't you?
- Mm-mm, I stayed at Apollo's.
I'm gonna go get ready for school.
- I'm ready to listen when you ready to talk.
[Brandon] I know.
(gentle music)
(footsteps thudding)
(bag thumping)
(foreboding music)
(alarm ringing)
(palm thumping)
(gentle music)
(door squeaking)
(pencils scratching) (gentle music)
(eraser scratching)
(pencils scratching) (students muttering)
Give it.
- Give it. - Man, you so short.
(gentle music)
- Give it, give it, give it.
(footsteps thumping)
Close the refrigerator.
(gentle foreboding music)
(phone vibrating)
Stop.
Calm down.
Hello.
(foreboding music)
(Janice screaming)
[Ciara] Mommy!
(Janice crying) (palms pounding)
(somber music)
(Janice crying)
- Trey, Ciara, get in the room.
Go now.
(Janice crying) (palms pounding)
- Janice, Janice, calm down.
(Janice crying)
What happened?
No, no, no, no, no, no,
- What happened? - no, no, no, no, no, no.
What happened, Janice?
(Janice crying)
(somber music)
Somebody killed Lamont.
Lamont's dead?
- I was supposed to see him tonight,
but I told him not to come over.
I'm so sorry baby, I'm so sorry.
So sorry baby.
Janice I'm so...
(Janice crying)
Fuck Lamont.
(palm slapping)
(Janice sobbing)
(somber music)
(fist knocking on door)
(door clicking open)
(crickets chirping) (air vent rattling)
(Brandon sighing)
(The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly music)
(stairs squeaking)
(The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly music continues)
(gun shot)
(Angel Eyes groaning)
(crickets chirping)
(microwave beeping)
(door slamming)
Shit.
Hey, you're up early.
You look tired as fuck, dude.
Yeah, I couldn't sleep.
I was up just...
Just thinking about what happened.
Why?
Why not?
- I told you nothing was gonna happen
and nothing happened.
Gotta stop dwelling on it.
[Brandon] Yeah. Okay.
Come on. Killing my vibe.
Acting like the cops got the place surrounded.
(Cassidy giggling)
And why are you wearing a backpack?
- Because I got school today.
I only had a month left and I'm fucking that up,
messing around with your ass.
- [Cassidy] That's why you're in here
making this ghetto ass breakfast?
Let me get my keys, I'll drop you off.
No, that's cool.
I'll catch the bus.
- If that's what you want.
(gentle music)
(door clicking)
(crows cawing)
(door slamming shut)
* I dunno if it's worth it God. *
Hi.
Come on in.
- * Swerving on a empty road - Good to see you, Janice.
- * I feel you crashing - Good to see you too.
- [Dr. Milner] How you feeling?
(sighing) I'm here.
- That's good. - I'm here.
How are the children?
- * I'm filled with something - Um...
- * 'Cause deep down - I understand.
* I know somewhere deep
* I can't swim
* Deep down, don't get too deep now *
* I can't swim in those waters *
* In those waters
(gentle music)
(upbeat music)
* I wanna do better for you *
(students chattering)
(soft music)
- Had a good time ignoring me today?
Yo, Brandon.
(soft music)
Yo, what's going on?
(gun clanking)
Okay, now you're being dramatic.
White women call this the silent treatment
and we let 'em think we don't like it.
(Cassidy giggling)
You've never seen Kill Bill?
(soft music)
Jesus.
For real.
You can't sit there and ignore me forever.
So you're leaving?
Just like that, sayonara.
Why the fuck are you acting like an abused housewife?
Hello, (finger snapping)
Earth to Brandon.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You ruined my life.
That's what's wrong.
I wish I'd never even met your ass.
(dogs barking)
- I knew the gun was loaded.
There, you happy?
Deep down inside you knew it too.
That's why you pulled the trigger.
- I don't know what you talking about.
Brandon, Brandon,
you wanna know why I kissed you?
Because I knew you were just like me.
We're the same person.
No we're not.
You're a fucking liar.
- No, you're the one that's lying.
I knew why you laughed, that's why.
And I know why you didn't flinch.
I felt it.
Deep down inside, you know what it's like.
You're in on the joke too.
- You made me fucking kill somebody.
No.
No, you made you kill somebody.
You did that.
You blame everybody else,
that's your thing.
But all I did was give you the green light to do
what you already wanted to do.
You pulled that trigger, not me.
Why? Because you fucking enjoyed it.
You can't lie to yourself, Brandon.
Why did you come back?
I didn't mess up anything for you.
I gave you life.
You got a taste and you loved every minute of it.
Because with me,
you know that you can do whatever you want.
- I want my fucking life back.
I want Trey and Ciara to have a normal childhood.
I want my old mom back,
I wanna fucking graduate.
I don't want you fucking that shit up.
(Brandon breathing heavily)
I don't want you.
- You are important to me.
- You ain't gonna shoot me.
(Cassidy screaming)
(Cassidy crying)
(Cassidy breathing shakily)
You're right.
(Cassidy breathing heavily)
I'm not.
You know the best things happen to the worst people.
(Cassidy breathing shakily)
Everything else just happens to the people
who least deserve it.
- You ain't gonna shoot yourself either.
- I promise I won't flinch.
(gun clicking) (Cassidy breathing shakily)
(Cassidy laughing menacingly)
(door clicking)
(door hits)
(The Wiz plays on TV)
What's up y'all?
I missed you.
(door slamming)
- Girl, you act like I've been gone away at war.
- I'm not gonna lie, I took your room.
You can have it back right now.
- We gonna have to fight man.
- What? - All right,
all right, all right.
What y'all watching?
The Wizard of Oz.
No.
The Wiz.
- Oh. - The black version.
That's right baby.
- What y'all know about The Wiz?
What you know about it?
(Janice chuckling)
Lamont's family wants to have his service next Saturday.
There's some chicken in the fridge.
Let me warm you up some.
(fridge door clicking)
(fridge door slamming)
(soft ethereal music)
- So I can't do extra assignments,
stay after school, nothing?
- Boy, you have missed too much class
and with no excuse, mind you.
I know I fucked up.
- Then why you sitting in my office?
I'm trying to fix it.
Oh honey,
there's nothing you could do to fix it at this point.
You're not gonna walk.
All right.
I deserve that.
(phone ringing)
So I'll be back next year.
Not necessarily.
If you want your diploma,
you can finish out the school year,
attend summer school,
it's not gonna be fun.
But you can make up your credits
and at least have it mailed to you.
Word?
Yes, word.
All right,
then I'm finna go crazy at the dollar store
and re-up on pens and pencils and all that shit then.
(Mrs. McCleary chuckling)
I'm glad to hear it.
- All right, let me get back to class.
- Well there may be one more thing.
- Whatever you need from me.
- I need you to show up this time
when I set up an interview.
(phone ringing)
My son is a creative director there.
They're looking for talented young concept artists.
Apparently Xbox or Nintendo,
somebody big like that just acquired them.
And lucky for you, they're expanding.
Oh so this is a job?
- It's an internship but it's paid.
Gotta crawl first.
You do a good job, who knows.
I figured it would suit you.
Thank you.
- Oh no honey, don't thank me.
You better bust your ass
and you better not embarrass me in front of my son.
It's not yours yet.
I don't wanna see you back in my office next year.
You won't.
Thank you. (phone ringing)
(Brandon groaning)
I win, pay up.
- You know you cheated, right?
- I got from one side to the other.
That's $5.
- Uh-uh, but you know I wasn't gonna let you fall.
So really, you set me up.
- You did the right thing,
you always do.
Now pay up,
$5 please.
- Oh, your lil' hustling ass.
Yes sir.
Here,
get two sandwiches this time.
Hey, hey.
Watch this, watch this, watch this.
(children chattering)
Sorry bro.
(sirens wailing)
(heart throbbing)
(dramatic noise)
(audio distorting)
(heart throbbing)
- Brandon (muffled chatter)
Brandon,
do you want one or what?
No, I'm good.
(engine rumbling)
(door slamming)
There's my baby.
Where you coming from?
Dr. Milner's office.
(bags rustling)
I'm back on the wagon.
Doing a session a week.
She says she'll work with my schedule
and I killed two birds with one stone today.
Interviewed for that supervisor spot right after.
I need to make more money.
I ain't gonna lose this house.
(lighter clicking)
I don't know, I might get it.
I just might.
You know might.
You got this.
All this talk about me.
Here you go.
- You do not need to be spending money on me.
Oh stop, take it.
I got it at Ross.
Best $20 I spent in a while.
I can't have my first born out here looking crazy.
Thanks mom.
(car horn honking)
- I've been leaning on you too much.
I need to be a better example.
Because you could be something beautiful in this world.
(door clicking)
(fan whirring)
- [Ali] You want the slims?
- [Lacey] Mm-hmm.
(bell dinging)
Appreciate you.
Yep.
Next.
(dog barking)
(electrical buzzing)
- What's up with it my brother.
Man, I thought you moved to China.
- Nah, shit just been crazy bruh.
Cart?
- No, I'm good. I'm straight.
Oh, okay.
All right.
I know you heard what happened?
No, what happened?
- I got robbed. (phone beeping)
Again?
Hello.
All right,
All right, cool.
(bell dinging) (electricity buzzing)
(car engines roaring)
- I'll really shoot you this time.
(imitating gun shots)
Kidding.
Seriously?
Hello to you too.
You and those hot fries.
How have you been?
I've
Been.
Me too.
What do you want?
Take a ride with me.
Nah.
Come on,
It'll be fun.
It'll be like our first date.
All right, fine.
But I'm driving.
Oh, okay.
(gentle music)
Where are we going?
Why do we have to be going somewhere?
(gentle music)
You were right.
About what?
- You know I've been coming to that store every night
since you left,
waiting for you to show up again.
And I had it all worked out in my mind.
Get in the car, drive out to the hills.
We'd fight, we'd kiss, we'd fight some more.
I'm winding my way up,
I'm speeding the whole time.
I'm just going faster and faster and faster
until you finally notice.
Right when you speak up
and finally tell me to slow down,
I just floor it, like Louise.
And maybe it cuts some black while we're in the air.
That would've been some fly shit.
But,
one night I was just sitting there waiting and
I didn't want to do that anymore.
I just wanted to see you.
- You could've just stopped by.
Right.
That ain't cinematic enough for you.
It never is.
(Cassidy laughing)
I'm sorry.
(gentle ethereal music)
Don't be.
You gave me a story.
- I did give you a real ass story, don't front.
I just keep thinking,
if you would've walked into that store just a minute later
I just wanna know why it happened.
- Guess we'll know when we're supposed to.
(gentle ethereal music)
(engine rumbling)
You shoulda ran that.
I'll run the next one.
Okay.
(Brandon chuckling) (Cassidy chuckling)
Damn, I'm surprised Ali ain't giving me shit
about those ramen noodles.
(Cassidy chuckling) For real.
(Brandon chuckling)
(car engine rumbling)
Brandon!
(gunshots)
(engine roaring)
(dog barking)
(Brandon breathing heavily)
Cassidy.
(Brandon breathing heavily)
I guess
I'm Kane right now.
Or maybe Ricky.
Hard to tell.
(gentle ethereal music)
(bell dinging)
- Hey yo, you gotta take that off player.
(gentle ethereal music)
Excuse me, can you take that mask off?
What the hell you doing?
(gentle ethereal music)
Hey boy, you gonna have to get the fuck outta my store,
looking all crazy and shit.
(mystical whooshing)
(gun blasting)
- It's like you were the gun and I was the fire.
(glass shattering)
Bubbling up inside you.
(Brandon breathing heavily) * No I can't show the tears *
* That I'll be another grain of sand *
- No, no, I didn't do this.
But you did.
* Washed away over the years *
We did.
Life was closing in,
coming down on you like a ton of bricks.
* Show me
* Show me what forever means *
* Show me
Whose car is that?
- It's my friends. * Show me what forever means *
Nothing but trouble.
So are you.
(door rattling)
* When all is done
- I brought you out the darkness.
* Show me any questions and what will come *
- But you led me back into it.
* That I do what I was here to do *
- A mask I wore with pride.
(golf club pounding)
I never knew how good it could feel.
Thank you Cindy.
Enjoy.
- [Brandon VO] It's like they keep it hidden away
from niggas like me.
* Show me what forever means *
* Show me
* Show me what forever means *
(gentle music)
(wind whooshing)
- [Stokely] I gotta let ya go.
- [Mrs. McCleary] Brandon!
- [Felix] Apparently you all are behind
on your property taxes.
- [Ciara] But I had a nightmare.
- [Janice] Look, I'm not working
busting my ass so you could be bringing
bitches up in here. - [Trey] You hear this crunch?
This is how real cereal supposed to sound.
- [Lamont] We gon' be one... big...
- [Ciara] But can we just order pizza?
- Whose fucking purse is that? - Get the fuck out Janice.
- Boy you know you got your mama fooled.
(gunshot echoes)
Mommy!
(Janice crying)
(somber music)
(door creaking)
(footsteps pounding)
(wind whooshing)
(foster children laughing)
(wind whooshing)
(somber music)
(fridge door creaking)
- It's cold in there, huh?
(fridge door slamming)
(somber music)
My favorite number is two.
Me and your dad have that in common.
(somber music)
(gentle uplifting music)
(body crashing)
- I wish I didn't need you.
I'm happy you found me.
This was meant to be.
No regrets, or shame in the discovery.
- We turned darkness into light.
That's some revolutionary shit.
(gentle ethereal music)
(Brandon breathing deeply)
(gentle ethereal music)
(Brandon sobbing)
(soft music) (crickets chirping)
Are you okay?
No.
What's going on?
What happened baby?
What happened?
Are you okay?
Oh my God.
Come here,
lemme look at you.
You're okay, it's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, it's all right.
(somber music)
It's okay.
(crickets chirping)
Brandon,
I'm really glad your mother brought you in.
(book thudding)
* Where I go, where I go from here *
- * Oh I, know I - Yeah, me too.
* Could be nowhere
* And trust that all that money's good for nothing *
* If you're scared
* Singing yeah
* Yeah
* Look, I am no fashion model *
* But I got fresh for photographers *
* The camel coat had the collar up *
* 'Cause my emotions was bottled up *
* And though the ocean did not erupt *
* It turned up till it's loud enough *
* To just make something out of us *
* Past the shadow of it doubting us *
* Godly, geometry and calculus *
* That I can move any mountain with *
* A nigga gotta be an alchemist *
* Trying to create another avenue of revenue *
* Inseverable because I'm in love with having you *
* Security is just a whole nother animal *
* I can't assume Xanadu had a panic room *
* I wish the man in the moon had a manual *
* And gratitude for the wishes I granted you *
* A lifetime finally I'm understanding you *
* The lifelines that delines in a hand or two *
* And how it's difficult to undo the damage you've done *
* Once the codes run under the scanner too *
* So if you capture the flame *
* And it's painful
* You just charged that to the game *
* 'Cause it's shameful to * just fall back and complain *
* That you fractured the laws of attraction again *
* Focus on the more passionate plane *
* No conceptions, immaculate man *
* Where I go, where I go from here *
* Oh I, know I could be nowhere *
* And trust that
* All that money's good for nothing if you're scared *
* Singing yeah
* Yeah
* Once again to the well I went *
* While the soul man scream bloody hell out there *
* I'm trying to decode the mean of the spell I'm in *
* And I don't even know what fucking hotel I'm in *
* I checked in as the monarch of mel-a-nin *
* The L-outfit
* My body is a shell I'm in *
* Piecing myself together *
* Teaching myself to never let *
* one lost divorce my development *
* Reminds me of Ego Trippin' * like Nikki Giovanni
* Wishing a system might deliver me a body *
* Cum Laude, the rug on the floor was from Saudi *
* The message out hung on the door was unrowdy, *
* No dowry the price of it all was one cowrie *
* Now we are the last flop house on a bowry *
* Human trafficking, moving Africans *
* Still grapple with fantasies *
* Fill a bracket in
* And if you capture the flame *
* And it's painful then * just charge that to the game *
* Cause it's shameful to * just fall back and complain *
* That you fractured the laws of attraction again *
* Focus on a more passionate plane *
* Estimate a more accurate frame of time *
* Or frame of mind
* Attached to the same
* No conceptions, immaculate man *
* Where I go, where I go from here *
* Oh I, know I could be nowhere *
* And trust that
* All that money's good for nothing if you're scared *
* Singing yeah
* Yeah
* Where I go, where I go from here *
* Oh I, know I could be nowhere *
* And trust that
* All that money's good for nothing if you're scared *
* Singing yeah
* Yeah
(ethereal music)