(laughing) Bro!
This steakhouse for my bachelor party tonight? Amazing!
We got a bourbon tasting, cigar lounge.
I'm telling y'all, this is the kind of place where
there's a dude in the men's room with mints and cologne.
Okay, well, I better take some small bills,
because I don't want to pay five dollars for a Tic Tac.
Have fun with your meats and cigars.
Us ladies will be right here having cocktails and massages.
Well, all right, girls, get your ladies' night on.
And enjoy these nights while you can, Necie.
Once you have babies, those nights are far and few.
CALVIN: Oh, yeah, that's true.
Making you boys was fun as hell.
But raising y'all, now, that's been an exhausting ordeal.
What are we supposed to say to that?
Just internalize it.
Marty, you haven't told your parents we decided
not to have kids?
Well, not in so many words.
Or any words.
Come on, Marty.
Look, Necie is about to spend the entire night
with a woman who's already picked out
six years' worth of her grandkids' Easter outfits.
I know. You're right.
I'll tell them.
Hey, you know what?
Maybe they'll be so excited about tonight,
it won't even affect them.
Oh, you think so?
Hell nah. Barely believed it as I said it.
* Welcome to the block, welcome to the neighborhood *
* Welcome to the hood. *
Well, I'm looking good, I'm feeling good,
and... (sniffs)
and I'm smelling good.
I am so excited for tonight.
Yeah, about that.
Please keep in mind that tonight is supposed to be Marty's night.
Yeah, of course I know that.
Do you?
What are you getting at?
I'm just saying, you don't
have a great history at bachelor parties.
(clears throat)
I don't know what you're talking about.
Dave, Kevin's bachelor party in Cancún?
Matthew's in New Orleans?
Gary's bachelor party that started
in Las Vegas and ended in jail?
It was a detention cell at the Bellagio.
I'm just saying, these events bring out the worst in you.
That's why your friends gave you the nickname.
Did they? I-I don't even remember.
The Douche.
This is supposed to be a nice night,
not an episode of Entourage.
I promise you, I left that guy at the Bellagio.
There will be no a-douche.
What's a douche?
(stammering)
It's nothing. Dave, stop. It's a feminine hygiene...
It's used to... Dave, tap out. Tap out. Tap out.
Never mind. I'll just go ask the Internet.
Knock, knock.
(chuckles) Hey. Lookin' spiffy, Dad.
Well, that settles that. (clears throat)
Uh...
Uh, can I talk to you both for a sec?
Well, can't it wait until we're out of the bathroom?
No, because I might chicken out. (chuckles)
So, you know how Necie and I are an unconventional,
modern couple with bold sensibilities
that don't conform to outdated norms?
Is one of those outdated norms getting to the point?
(chuckles nervously, stammers)
So, Necie and I discussed the idea of having kids,
and...
we realized that we don't need children
in our lives to feel complete.
It's the decision that we've made,
and we hope that you can respect it.
You... So...
Okay.
So, how's that landing on everyone? Mama?
Oh, I didn't know you were finished.
Thanks for letting us know.
That's it?
Oh, I do have one more thing to say.
You boys have fun tonight.
We will.
Uh, you too, Mama. (laughs)
Thanks. Thanks for being so cool about this.
All right, now. Okay.
Babe, are you sure you're good with this?
Would you look at this mirror. It is filthy.
Okay, Tina, that's not what I'm talking abo...
You know, I'm gonna get my rubber gloves and some bleach.
Oh, damn.
Ooh, Calvin, listen. Oh, good, listen.
Let me tell you-- Oh. I need to, uh-- No.
Oh, sorry. No, you go. You go.
No, you go. Okay. Go, go, go. Go.
Okay, um...
Can you keep an eye on Dave tonight?
He's not gonna try to rap again, is he?
He might.
Bachelor parties are a trigger for him.
When he gets around alcohol and male bonding,
he turns into...
There's no nice way to say this: The Douche.
Huh. Okay, well, we got bigger problems because
Marty just told us that he and Necie don't plan to have kids.
Oh, my God. How did you guys take it?
Well, I was disappointed, but I get it.
But Tina?
Did she scream?
Ha! I wish.
Tina's got three stages of crazy before she loses it.
One, she gets really quiet. Two, she obsessively cleans.
And three, she laughs at stuff that's not even funny.
Hey, girl!
You ready to get your massage on?
Stage two?
And hopefully we hold there.
At least I know my house is going to be spotless.
(chuckling): Yeah.
(sighs) We have ants. So many ants.
(laughs loudly)
(hip-hop music playing)
Whoa, whoa.
Wh-What happened to the limo I ordered?
The limo didn't have no stripper pole.
That was the point, Trey.
Oh, check it out.
It's about to be insane!
You're welcome.
Trey, this bus better be taking us to that classy steakhouse.
It is. Where we are going to have
a classy bourbon tasting.
Yes. And no strippers.
Well, now I got to make a call.
Oh. Come on, man.
I'll tell you, if these seats are sticky, I'm taking an Uber.
Dave, are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. Fine.
What are you doing, man? It's just a bus.
A party bus.
Oh, boy.
Hey, Necie, what's up? Miss Tina.
This is my friend Bree.
Hi. So nice to meet you.
Oh, nice to meet you. Make yourself at home.
So, Necie...
Huh? Oh, Tina, this is so interesting.
What? Did you know Bree has some big, big news?
Mm. She's about to be on Broadway and In the Heights.
Oh, is that right? Uh-huh.
Anyways, Necie, I have a question for you.
Have you ever seen a pair of boots
in the store and said, "I don't want those boots,"
but later you think, "I wish I'd bought them"?
So you go back to the store, but it's too late,
the boots are gone, and now all your friends have boots,
but you're too old to have boots? You know?
I'm sorry, what is the question?
Well, I was trying to ask...
Okay, ready for the first two massages.
Oh, thank God. Bree, Necie, you guys go first.
Oh, I don't have to go... No, go, go, go, go.
You know what? This bus isn't so bad.
Man, you know what? It is kind of fun.
Yeah, man.
Whoa! Okay, then.
Uh, why is this pole warm?
Wait a minute. Was it just used?
No, man.
The heater pole is a feature.
I'm gonna need hand sanitizer.
I got you. (muttering)
What?
This thing is full of Jell-O shots!
Oh, boy.
(Trey laughing) Well, all right!
What are you doing, Trey?
Jell-O shots? Are we pledging a sorority?
I guess one won't hurt. Yeah, to Marty.
ALL: To Marty.
All right.
I think someone put alcohol liquor in these.
You know, things went so well with Mom and Dad,
I'm actually in a Jell-O shots mood.
Hey, Dave? Dave, I thought we agreed to one shot.
Yes, one green shot. These are purple.
This must be Jell-O, because jam don't shake like that!
Let's go, boys! Hey...
(laughing)
Marty, I didn't think this night could get any better.
But there's a Snorlax in this room.
Okay, okay, use your lucky Poké Ball to catch them,
but don't let my brother see what you're doing.
Hey, what's up? Whoa! Uh...
BOTH: Looking at sports!
Sports. Sports.
Okay. Yeah.
Ah, what a night.
Out on the town with my boys,
enjoying steaks, whiskey and cigars.
Manly men manning it up.
(inhales, coughs loudly)
Daddy! Help me, it's in my lungs!
Boy, it's not even lit.
But it's about to be!
(grunting rhythmically)
Marty, your friend is so cool.
Gentlemen, who here has done a bourbon tasting before?
Oh, uh, Montez and I are familiar.
M-Montez, where are you at? Hey, Montez.
Dave, Dave, would you calm down, man?
Hmm. Uh-oh.
Dad's mad.
Now, the reason we use snifters is: it concentrates the nose.
And if you give it a little swirl...
Mmm!
My tummy is a-toasty.
Maybe I should just go ahead and take your dinner orders.
Yeah, yeah. Ooh, I got you.
Simone, tomahawk steaks all around. Rare.
Still mooin'. Derek, can I get a moo?
Moo!
Yeah, Derek!
Uh, no, no, no. No mooing.
Simone, I don't want my steak rare.
I want it well-done.
All right? No mooing at all.
Dead.
Only thing red I want to see on my plate is ketchup.
Dudes, what are we doing?
Marty is about to get married, and we're just sitting here
like a bunch of babies at a baby shower.
ALL: What?
(dance music playing) (whistling)
What is going on?
Trey, is there a club in the back?
Oh, my God.
I'm just as shocked as you are.
The bachelor party gods have spoken.
And they have said,
"Let it be lit."
No, no, Dave, Dave... Dave, Dave, Dave...
And so it was!
(Calvin groans)
Trey, don't. No, no.
Okay. Listen, guys,
I got to go in there and get them.
I promised Gemma that I wouldn't let Dave
go off the deep end. I got to go get him.
Yo, it's been a minute since Dad was in a club.
Well, don't worry about Pops. He can handle himself.
(air horn blowing)
Uh-uh, no, no, no.
He's on his own. The Douche is loose.
So, Bree seems nice.
Who?
Necie's friend.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Great, great.
Oh, you know, I bet if we went to New York,
she could get us house seats to In the Heights.
Oh, that'd be so fun, right?
I haven't been to New York since high school.
Mmm.
Not to brag, but I was in Model UN.
I represented the country of Cameroon.
Tina?
Oh, crap.
Isn't this great, Bree?
I can't remember the last time I had a massage.
(groaning): Oh, yeah.
You know, you should treat yourself more often.
Miss Tina?
(grunts) I'm so glad we're going to have a chance to chat.
(clinking)
You know what? I'd like to propose a toast.
(dance music playing) (air horn blowing)
Dudes, you have got to come in there.
Dave, where'd you get the tiara?
Hmm? Oh, it's a crown.
I'm royalty in there.
Derek, come on.
Okay, but don't lose me.
MALCOLM: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, guys, guys, guys, come on.
Come on. Look, sit down. Okay?
Wait, look. My pops is trying to give a speech. Come on, Dave.
You're right. Sorry.
Uh, Derek, sit down.
Show a little respect. Calvin, the floor is yours.
Thank you, Dave.
Uh, I'd like to propose a toast to my son Marty.
Hey.
I mean, it seems like only yesterday I was holding you
in my arms for the very first time.
Next thing you know, you were a little kid
on my shoulders at the zoo,
just going on and on with your penguin facts
while your snow cone dripped on my head.
But I just let it drip because I never
wanted you to stop telling me things.
The amount of joy that you and Malcolm have given me,
it's just been amazing.
The Christmas mornings, the school projects,
even the broken arms.
I wouldn't change one minute of it for anything.
Now you're getting married.
(chuckles)
That means I got to let you go.
So...
To my baby boy Marty.
I love you, son. I love you, man.
TREY: Ah...
I want babies!
I want snow cone juice to drip on my head.
I want babies so bad.
Mmm.
What's that scent?
Huh, I think it's lavender.
Ooh, I think you're right.
While we're on the subject...
Why do you hate kids?
What? I love kids.
I'm godmother to both of Bree's kids.
Who the hell is Bree?
The woman you kicked off the massage table.
Oh.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, th-the one from Hamilton.
I mean, what is it? Is it about your career?
Traveling?
Do you have a bad relationship with your mother?
I love my mother.
I think we'll take a five.
Is it your body? Because...
I can carry the baby.
My doctor says I have the uterus of a 24-year-old.
Miss Tina... (chuckles)
there are so many things I want to do with my life.
Being a mother just doesn't happen to be one of them.
I just don't get it.
How could you not want to be a mother?
It's just who I am.
How could you not want to be a boxer?
Come on now, that's totally different.
Mm, they both hurt.
Tell me about it.
But children, they-they bring
so much laughter and-and joy.
Marty brings me so much laughter and joy.
Yeah, okay, but Marty is...
We love each other,
and we're happy with the choice we've made,
even if it's not the choice you would've made.
You're right.
I've been putting my dreams on you,
and that's not fair.
I guess I was just a little surprised
when Marty told us.
He always talked about being a dad.
Really?
Look around. Look at all these toys.
I've been trying to throw these toys out for years,
but Marty would never let me.
He says, "Mom, they're classics."
He wanted to save them for his kids.
I guess, um, this news caught me a little off guard.
Marty never told me that.
You know, I owe you an apology.
I don't know if you noticed, but, uh,
I've been a little crazy this evening.
Will you forgive me?
(sighs)
(chuckles)
No, Tina, stop. What?
Oh, you're hugging. Phew. As you were.
* *
Hey, uh, Marty.
The things I said in my toast...
Listen, I wasn't trying to...
No, it's-it's okay, Dad.
Okay.
That was my favorite thing you've ever said to me.
Even though it was Malcolm at the zoo.
Really? Yup.
Marty hated penguins.
(sighs) Scared the hell out of me.
They still do.
But...
you're still the best dad a guy could ask for.
And hearing how much being a father
meant to you, I want that.
Are you sure?
Because I feel like
I should've just kept my big mouth closed.
No, I'm sure.
You know, I told myself I didn't want kids,
but I was lying to myself
and to Necie.
So... who cried at Six Flags?
That was you, right?
Yup, yup, that was me. Yeah.
Yeah, that was definitely Marty. Okay.
Remember he was scared on the roller coaster?
No, you pretended the safety bar wouldn't latch.
(laughter)
And he cried, he was crying. He was crying.
"Daddy, get me out of here."
Oh, the guys are here.
Derek, me, you, Frisbee golf,
next weekend. Montez,
blow up my DMs, please.
I see you met The Douche.
Yup.
Not a fan. (sighs) Uh-uh.
Ooh. Okay, babe,
you are not gonna believe this,
but Necie and I just talked, and...
I'm actually okay with them not wanting babies.
Well, I got news for you.
Marty actually does want babies.
He does?
Hmm.
Uh-oh.
Necie, hey.
Hey.
You guys have fun?
Yeah, yeah. You?
Yeah, yeah.
Look, I think we should talk.
Yeah, I was just about to say the same thing.
DAVE: Whoa, whoa, whoa, dudes.
Oh, God, here he comes. Go in the house. Go, go, go, go.
Dudes, dudes. Where are we going?
I thought we were gonna go out and slam some waffles.
Dave, come on, let's go home.
Let's go home, buddy. Come on.
Hey, Derek, check this out. This is who I'm married to.
Smokeshow. Okay.
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