Nah, I can tell he for real like me.
[Drew] Got me out here looking crazy.
The whole time you outside with some boy?
-Hey, bro, just chill out. -Yo, back the fuck up, son.
You gonna be at the meeting next week?
Do you want me to be at the next meeting?
Yeah, I don't know. It'd be nice if you were there.
Ever since your brave share the other week where you were
talking to everyone about ratting out that guy.
[Dan] Whatever we've shared...
[in New Yorker accent] "forget about it."
What's up with Kev, though?
He ain't hit me back since shit went down.
They can't even say the word "black."
I believe the word you're looking for is "ancestral."
You've been getting the worst reviews.
I just don't want to paint what white people tell me to.
[Dan] It was Kareem who told Drew where my NA group was.
He told him the exact time. He told him the exact place.
And I told Kareem, "It's because of you
now I'm stuck seeing Drew every week in my group."
Damn. What Kareem say?
Kareem said I shouldn't tell him who's in anonymous meetings.
I mean, I-I can't go back, right?
Like, it's fucked-up. Drew's only staying
so he can try to pick up girls.
[sucks teeth] Aren't you going to talk to that one girl?
I mean, yeah, but just the one.
I don't know, man. Maybe Drew just need help getting clean.
But he's not even an addict. That's the thing.
Like, he's only there as a condition of his bail.
Wait, Drew got arrested?
Yeah. He, um...
Yeah, he didn't really get into it, but, um,
he did ask about you, though.
He asked about me? Was he mad?
-Yeah, he's always mad. -Fuck, bro.
If he got arrested for the shooting,
he probably think I had something to do with it.
Why? Why would he blame you?
Or... or anyone?
Bro, think about it. As soon as I get back to New York,
Drew get caught. If I'm him,
I'm thinking I had something to do with it.
I got to go talk to him and make sure we good.
No, no, no, no. Come on.
Don't-don't start with that. No.
You don't want to go down that.
Bro, you just said it.
He asked about me.
Drew is not stupid.
Everything he does is intentional.
So let's just stay away, okay?
I'm gonna go to NA tomorrow,
-and then I'll be done... -Fuck all that.
I got to go see that man before he kills me.
He's not gonna kill you. He just wanted to say...
-[entry bell chimes] -Oh, hi, um...
[door closes]
[woman] I don't want it to be a race issue,
really and truly. It's just that
I feel like, when it comes to white people,
everyone else has to change their whole everything
just to cater to them.
So, as you all know,
No Negro Left Behind's mission is to support POCs.
And as a P with no C...
-[scattered laughter] -I, uh...
I am committed to learning and listening to your communities.
Yeah, Shareef?
Uh, I think I speak for everyone when I say,
you doing a great job and you look amazing.
[laughs] Thank you. Thank you.
You can find me on Instagram.
-It's just a black square. -[Shareef] Okay.
Um, okay, so, the next assignment
is going to be to paint something that says, um, pride.
Or, um, no. Um, what did we say?
What did we say? Oh, uh, defi-defiance.
Something that says defiance.
So do your best to be a voice for the voiceless.
To quote our national anthem,
[voice breaking] "Lift every voice and sing."
Every voice.
-No, no, no. Come on. -[crying]
Don't do that here. Don't do that here.
-[crying] Oh, God. -No. Come on.
-Come to the cookout. -[Nancy] I can come?
[Shareef] Yeah. You're a strong white woman.
The fuck is he doing?
-[Nancy] Oh, that feels good. -He's just playing the game.
[Shareef] Strong.
Yeah, but have some couth.
Like, come on. The fuck is you talking to her...
[Arsema] You should be taking notes.
-She's not even cute. -Couth don't pay your bills.
Fucking tripping.
[Arsema] You don't get it. You don't get it.
Yo, Arsema, you were right.
Karaoke last night with Nancy was the way to her heart.
Yeah, I told you.
-Next time, yoga. It's over. -[Shareef] Yeah.
She was talking about some heart chakras and stuff.
-Mm-hmm. -She's gonna eat that shit up.
-What're y'all talking about? -Dawg.
We went out and got drinks last night with Nancy.
I told you to come.
Wait, you went?
Yeah, I'm trying to win this thing.
Why didn't you come?
'Cause I'm not trying to serenade white women, bruh.
Like, this is about our art.
You shouldn't have to go out with her to win.
-Well, if you say so. -Yeah, I mean,
how do you even hang out with her knowing how fake she is?
-I get high. -[Kevin] Really?
Yeah. It helps me socialize.
Cocaine helps me talk.
Cough syrup makes me cool.
Molly helps me fuck.
I can pretty much get anything you want if you like.
Nah, I'm good, bro.
-I don't really do drugs. -Yeah. Yeah.
-I-I only smoke weed. -I got a guy.
He can get you anything you want.
[Kevin] Man, I got a weed guy.
Everybody got a weed guy. I could get you weed.
But can he get that Purple Urkle?
Ooh. He can get that?
Absolutely.
Let me know.
Are you high right now?
Define "high."
-[passing traffic] -[siren wails in distance]
[Drew] How's rehearsal?
It's good.
-I mean, it don't look good. -[chuckles]
'Cause the school can't afford any of the set pieces,
so it look like shit.
But I'm honestly just using this as an opportunity to, you know,
showcase my crowns, get my brand out there.
-[chuckles] -Yeah, that's dope.
-Niecey-pooh doing plays now. -[giggles]
Keep it up. You'll be the next Viola.
Um...
Yo, I'm really glad that you out, though,
'cause, I don't know, I felt like it was all my fault
-and shit, and, like... -Zay, Zay, Zay.
You're not responsible for nothing.
That was on me and me alone. You good.
-[giggles] -All right?
A'ight.
Just let me know if you need anything for that play,
'cause Uncle Drew is back to attack.
[laughs] Actually, I'm good.
Desmond, he's been helping me, um,
pay for a lot of my supplies, so, you know...
And I plan on paying him back as soon as everything sells.
Hey, look, look, I'm not trying to fight with you,
but come on.
Told you I don't want you to hang around that dude.
Yo, Drew, why you trying to control me for?
Like, damn. You always bringing up Desmond.
Do I say anything about any of the girls that you be dating?
Oh, I ain't tell you? I'm celibate.
-Word. -Spell "celibate."
-S-E... -You see, no.
-You're wrong automatically. -That is how you spell it.
-That's not how you spell it. -Yes, it is.
But we need to get some of that cake, too.
I didn't make it, no, but I-I inspired it.
-Hey. -You know what I'm saying?
Hi. Why were you so late?
Oh, I had some work stuff to do.
You missed the last meeting, too.
Um, no, I'm-I'm... I'm thinking about leaving the group.
What? What's wrong with our group?
Um, I guess I'm just not really feeling the-the vibe, I guess.
Or, like, some-some of the new people, um...
But no one specific,
-just really anybody. Hmm? -What? Come on.
This group, compared to other places I've been,
this is, like, spectacular.
Um, what'd I miss in the meeting?
I shared I'm dreading going to someone's
stupid birthday drinks thing tomorrow night.
But you're not gonna drink, so...
Yeah, that's why I don't want to go.
Let's hang out instead.
-Dan. You're not supposed to -Yeah?
go out your first year in recovery.
-Period. -We're not going out.
I'm inviting you over, to come in.
-Okay? Also, -Uh-huh.
you've been sober for a year.
Congrats again, by the way.
-Thank you so much. -Terrific accomplishment.
And so, your year, plus my two months,
we're talking 14 months, so it's fine.
Oh, you're just breezing through the curriculum?
It's very easy. Yeah.
-Name a step. -"Accept a god."
-I took care of that. -Oh, you did that one
-right away? -Well, yeah, you don't even
have to sign anything, you just say it,
-and then you move on. -You just... Wow. Okay.
-And then, uh, powerlessness. -Mm-hmm.
That was easy. I've never had power in my life.
Wow.
But nothing I'm saying matters, because it's not a date.
Oh, well, you should've just led with that.
Oh, okay, it's not a date. Perfect.
-Right. -What would we do?
We... I'll cook.
I've cooked twice
since I started baking for meetings.
One time, it even went well.
-Yeah. Okay. -Yeah? Okay.
-As long as it's, you know, -It's not...
-it's not a date. -It's not a date.
It's just a smaller meeting. Yes.
-Smaller meeting. -Yeah.
Nah, see, 'cause I be fucking with the confectioners' sugar.
That granulated ain't really my style.
Aw, this nigga.
Uh, y-yo, bro, uh, I heard...
-I heard you just got out. -Yeah, and I got
a bone to pick with you about that.
Yeah, see, that's what I came here
to talk to you about, bro,
just face-to-face.
I ain't talk to nobody about what happened.
So however you got caught, bro,
it don't got nothing to do with me,
and I put that on Dan life.
Son, you don't got to explain yourself.
If you didn't run to the boys when I was trying to kill you,
the fuck you care about an ACS dude for?
Yeah, so... so, what's your issue with me?
Nigga, why you ain't post the "Free Drew" hashtags
on your page?
That's what you're mad at?
-Oh, okay. -This shit's real, nigga.
I'll post it right now.
-Don't-- I... -Nigga, I'm out.
-Right. My bad. -Shit, man.
Uh, next time I'll post it, though.
What's happening with your case, though?
-What's it looking like? -Ain't worried about that shit.
Need to make some money, though.
Fucking plug ran off on me. Shit mad slow.
Brother got a parole hearing coming up.
He get out, that's another bill.
On top of that, Zayna fucking with this kid giving her money.
I need to make something happen
before she end up in a bad situation.
Yo, actually, um,
there was this dude, he in my fellowship.
He was talking about getting drugs today.
I don't know where he get 'em from,
but he's saying they have a lot.
You know, I could ask him for you.
That's a good idea.
Or maybe I could talk to him myself.
Aw, nah. I don't know.
I don't know if that's a good idea.
You know, I just got in the fellowship,
so I don't really want to start no problems.
Nigga, what problem? I'm a people person.
Motherfuckers love me.
Yeah, yeah, I hear you. I hear you,
but it's just a number, you know what I mean?
I could get it for you. It's not that--
You could, but I want to talk to the guy about his plug
so I know I'm not walking into no bullshit.
[sighs] Fuck, man.
A'ight. A'ight, look, but you can't come inside.
Just wait out back, and I'll have him meet you there.
Say that. I'll be in the back
like an alley cat, my nigga.
Control, I'm in the mood
What do you want as the code this week?
Hmm. Make it 2456.
That's the year my psychic said I'll die.
Are you coming to your mama's house tonight for dinner?
You know, Maria's making salmon en papillote.
That's salmon on paper.
-It's my favorite. -Yeah, I can't tonight, Kareem.
I'm hanging with my friend Sydney.
Whoa, listen.
When I was prepping for your home rehab,
they said you are not supposed to date while in recovery
for at least a year.
You got to cancel that date.
Kareem, it's not even a date, okay?
She's gonna come over, we'll, like, have dinner
and watch a movie or something.
Here's my fear, son.
Dating causes stress.
You don't handle stress well.
Matter of fact, I've never seen
someone so thrown by everyday life.
I can't fix this. This won't reset.
You got to get a new fucking security thing.
Exactly.
-Everyday life. -It's broken. It doesn't work.
[beeps]
[automated voice] Armed.
[Kevin] Hey, bro.
My friend waiting for you outside.
Whenever you get some time to sneak out back
and go holler at him, all right?
Oh, no. He-he right behind you.
What the fuck are you doing here, man?
What happened to waiting outside?
Bro, you should've knew I wasn't gon' listen to you.
-You Shareef? -Yeah, what's good, man?
-Nice to meet you. -Word.
Yo, what's your plug like?
He a Virgo?
-[indistinct chatter] -This on some bullshit.
Yo, this man gonna get me kicked out of here.
-Who is that? -Oh, hey, um...
-[Kevin] Oh, no. -Uh, Shareef, I got
a little too much, uh, rasta pasta at Footprints.
-So do you want some? -[Drew] Damn, Footprints?
I'll take some.
Yeah, hi. Uh, I don't think
-I've-I've met you. You're-- -Oh, no, I'm-I'm...
I'm Kev's cousin Drew. And you're...
I'm Nancy. I'm one of Kevin's admins.
-Interesting. -Drew, don't you got to, uh,
go, uh, get your eyebrows threaded, right?
Nah, I'm finnin' to get on this rasta pasta.
-[sighs] -You order jerk chicken with it?
-Uh-huh. -Bet.
Can I get some? Uh, you mind?
-[Shareef] POC. -[Drew] Bet.
-[Shareef] It's okay, Nancy. -[Drew] Thank you.
I'm-a share it with Shareef. You want some?
Uh, I'm good, man. You go ahead and eat.
-Oh, all right. -I only eat when Nancy eats.
So what's this, like, an art plantation or some shit?
I don't know, but Nancy's nice to me, so...
Oh, a'ight, she cool, like...
He Black. Mm-hmm.
You know, my ex-husband used to bring strange men home, too.
And I didn't like it then, and I don't like it now.
So don't fuck with me, Kevin.
[Sydney] So, what are you making?
-[phone buzzing] -It's, uh... One sec.
Don't interrupt the chef's process.
-[chuckles] -I'm making, uh,
salmon with paper.
You're supposed to use parchment paper,
but I do not have that.
So I'm just gonna use scrap paper from the school.
-Delicious. -Yes.
Oh, that's been locked since I moved in.
Um, I asked the super to fix it,
but the super said it would be much easier to not fix it.
Oh, so true. So true.
So that's what we've been going with for three years.
-Got it. Okay. -Yeah.
-[breathes deeply] So, Dan.
Sydney.
Why are you really thinking about leaving our group?
Um... [hums]
-You don't have to tell me. -Okay. I won't.
But I'll keep asking, so you might as well.
No, I mean, it's just,
it's a little, like, cultish, you know?
That's not the problem with it.
[sighs] It's a problem with it.
It's not yours.
Um, no, it's, honestly,
it's the new guy, uh, Drew.
Um, I've had some run-ins with him before.
What kind of run-ins?
Um, it started when my friend, uh, knocked over,
uh, Drew's lean that he was selling.
-Yeah. I'm familiar. -You know, lean is a drug.
And it spiraled into
a shot-but-not-killed city employee,
and that's the legal case Drew's fighting, so...
Drew did mention the shooting when I referred him to that guy
-at my legal aid job. -Yeah.
Didn't mention he sold. Did not know that.
But I'm responsible for some of that mess also,
so it just feels easier to not go back, you know?
-That share at my one-year... -Oh, my God. Why are you...
Because. Where you mentioned the guy that you ratted out?
Yeah?
Is that Drew?
And that's why you don't want to come back?
-'Cause you don't want to f... -How do you know it's...?
I've lived a rich life. It could be anybody. You know?
-It could be. -[door opens]
I mean, if we're connecting dots.
-We're connecting them. -[Kareem] Just in time.
What the fuck are you doing here?
How did you get in? I changed the locks.
I had the super cut me a key.
And I talked to him about that window.
-Oh, that's good. -It's insane. Okay.
-It doesn't open. -Look, this is Sydney.
You met her. All right? Look, we were talking about--
Look, I'm not here for motherfucking pleasantries.
I'm a man on your mama's mission.
Great to see you, too, Kareem.
Kareem, can I talk to you for a second?
-Sure. Mm-hmm. -Yeah? Yeah?
What are you doing here? I said I got it.
Well, your mama been calling you,
and you ain't been answering your phone.
So she sent me over here
to check on you to make sure you're safe.
Now, you trying to hook up with this girl
can jeopardize your sobriety.
I can't let you put me, your mama
or your cousin Tremaine through this shit again.
Okay. Cousin Tremaine doesn't care.
Also, you need to leave right now.
I'm sorry, son, but I watched you OD
right in front of me.
So if you think you're gonna lay down with Sally,
huh, that's gonna be over my dead body.
And are you willing to kill your dad over that ass?
[jazz music playing over stereo]
I mean...
Like, what do I even tell her you're doing here?
What you tell your friends in the privacy of your own home
is none of my business.
Okay. Thank you. That's very generous of you.
I don't think that's true.
You don't think Desmond, a man, wants to have sex?
[sucks teeth] No.
I just don't think I need to fuck him in order to keep him.
[scoffs] I mean, shit,
-you let me know how that works, -[phone buzzes]
'cause celibacy been calling a bitch name, okay?
[sucks teeth] Wait.
Yo, he said he don't think he can come.
Hmm. Niggas.
Yo, what is he doing?
Girl, who cares what he doing?
Send him a picture of your voluptuous booty,
and he'll come running like a track star. [laughs]
I'm not sending him a photo of my ass, girl.
Besides, what if his mom would, like, see it?
Tell shorty pull up, too. [laughs]
No, I'm joking, I'm joking.
-Okay, so then... -[laughs] Yeah, no.
Text him something sexy. Be like,
"Miss Thickums is waiting for you."
That's not really sexy, though.
-Who? What? [laughs] -When, where?
[both] [laughing] Why?
-No. -[both sigh]
-[sucks teeth] -Girl, I don't know.
You got to send him something.
I got it.
I'm-a text him,
"I got a surprise for you."
Okay, Grandma.
But anyhoo, mm-mm, get up.
Come on, get up.
It's time to loosen up.
Alexa, play "Hot & Steamy" by Boidingo.
Bitch, ain't nobody got no Alexa.
[Nancy] Wow. This is defiant.
Yeah. This is defiance.
-Aw. Proud of you. -Your boy.
Wow. That is so defiant.
[sighs] Okay.
And this one.
Okay, well, I mean,
talk about missing the assignment.
-Whose-whose is this? -[laughs softly] That's Kev's.
Yeah, that's mine.
[Nancy] Okay. Well, the assignment,
Kevin, was to paint defiance, not to...
-you know, to paint a dude. -[Kevin] Yeah, I'm sorry.
-I thought I was doing that. -[Nancy] Well, sorry. Okay.
-Um, this one... -No disrespect, Nance,
but I think you're wrong.
Okay, I'm sorry, why are you still here?
'Cause I'm still eating. This shit is banging.
But I'm saying, I don't think he's just a dude.
To me, he is defiant.
You can see it in his eyes. He's like,
"I'm standing here because I belong here,
and ain't a motherfucker living can tell me different."
You feel me?
It's a nuance... white people can't detect, no disrespect.
When I was locked up, mad dudes looked just like that.
You were in jail?
Mm-hmm.
Aw, fuck. They about to kick me out of here.
No. No, no, no, look. Look.
This is the kind of authenticity
that I was looking for.
This is what No Negro Left Behind is all about.
Wow. That was incredible.
That was such a fresh and-and real take
that's so authentic and true.
And so, thank-thank you for that...
for that authentic take, so authentic.
-Mm-hmm. -[Arsema] What?
He didn't even have to suck up to her?
Um, so, um, Drew, we love to give back to the community.
And, uh, this year, I've proposed that the fellows create
a BLM mural on some school playgrounds.
What are your thoughts on that?
To keep it a buck, Nance.
It's mad typical and lazy as fuck.
-Damn. -[Drew] Kids gon' run all over
that "Black Lives Matter,"
and it's gonna say "Black Lies" in a month.
Huh. Well, so-so... so, what do the people need?
Lay me. Lay it on me.
What y'all should do is provide an actual service
to these kids in need.
Like, my niece goes to Delaney.
They can't even afford set dressing for they school play.
What?
Wow. Okay. I mean, a-again, just the-the raw,
real authentic authenticity of this man.
-Mm-hmm. -I'm just... Okay.
We're gonna call the principal, and we're gonna get this done.
-It's lit. -Thank you, Drew,
for your authenticity.
And thank you. Yeah.
-[applause] -[mumbling]
Oh, you have a... you have a little piece of pasta.
Oh, what?
-You get that for me. -Can I...
-Appreciate it. -Um, okay,
so, uh, thank you, Drew.
And thank you, Kevin, for bringing Drew to me, to us.
Uh, I am going to frame
this exceptional and authentic painting
-in my office. -[sighs heavily]
Which is open.
Mm. Might come right on through.
Uh. You thought I was gonna fuck your shit up, didn't you?
-You I did, bro. -Told you
-I'm a good people person. -Good shit, bro.
-[scoffs] Got you. -Good fucking shit, though.
That's crazy, man.
Uh, caught fighting, caught fighting, boom
[Junior] Man, Amaya down for whatever, bro.
She funny as fuck, too.
-[scoffs] -What's up with Zay?
Man. You know, she...
See, see-see, I knew she wasn't the one, man.
-[scoffs] -She ain't it.
Man, that is my girl, bro.
-You know? -I feel you.
[Desmond] Yeah, just calm down on that one.
Oh, shit.
The fuck?
Yeah, I've been meaning to holler at you.
That shit with my niece, I need you to dead that, kid.
-Look, Drew... -'Reef lied
like a motherfucker, too.
I know your lil' ass ain't the plug.
Yeah, my cousin Junior do all that shit.
Who this?
Zayna's uncle.
Oh...
This the nigga that shot a fed and was on the run, right?
-Yeah, that was him. -[Drew] Son.
Y'all trying to talk business or talk about my business?
Man, I ain't trying to do no business
with a nigga as hot as you.
[scoffs] You lil' niggas think y'all got the game on lock, huh?
Shit, I ain't the one here asking for help.
[Desmond] Look, bro, he cool people. I mean...
he helped take the rap when I almost got booked,
so he might be a lil' wild and old, but he solid.
You sure? 'Cause if shit goes wrong,
it's on you.
-A'ight? -A'ight.
So, y'all niggas finna kiss now or what?
It's all good, OG. Got you.
Cousin say you cool, we cool.
-We can do business. -A'ight, then.
-A'ight. -[Desmond] All right.
Black people working together. I like that.
Get the fuck out of here with that shit.
Bet.
-Bam! -[Sydney] Come on.
That's three for three.
How'd you get so good at Crazy Eights?
Well, my parents never let me play Spades.
So I got good at all the games white people played.
Like microaggressions.
Mm. We are good at that.
-Yeah, we are. Knack for that. -That's our game.
[jazz playing on stereo]
I know I have some Yahtzee over here somewhere.
-Ooh, let's play Yahtzee. -I don't know how to play.
-Wait a minute. -You can teach me?
What the hell is this?
It's just, it's old wine. I don't know.
It was, like, a gift. We're not gonna drink it.
You're damn right, you're not. Two addicts alone with wine?
[clicks tongue] Not on my watch. I'll handle this.
-Yeah. -Oh.
[Dan] Okay.
Ah... Mmm, that is good.
I see why y'all have a problem with this.
-[Dan] It's more pills. Yeah. -[Sydney] Well, it's more pills
that's our issue, but...
-[snoring] -[jazz playing over stereo]
Thank you for staying despite all the weirdness.
Oh, no, please.
I'm here for it.
I've been way more of a mess, you know?
This kind of weird is fun.
Yeah, you don't seem like you're...
that much of a mess, you know?
-Like, you're sober. -True.
-And you have a-a job... -Mm-hmm.
-...doing legal stuff. -Yeah, I am. Yup, yup.
-Not a lawyer. No. Yeah. -No. Close. Near them.
-Ballpark. -Yeah, no, it's good.
I'm grateful.
-Well, what's wrong? -[chuckles softly]
Just tonally, something's wrong.
No, I mean, it's, you know, it's just, like...
-like this last year. -Mm-hmm.
It's been great, of course.
I'm sober. I'm in control,
but I had to, like, you know, lose all my friends.
Not do the thing I like to do.
Spend a lot of time alone. You know, it's just kind of...
it's isolating.
[jazz playing over stereo]
-[Dan] Wait. -[Sydney] Mm?
-Uh, it's, um... -Oh.
-Yeah. [stammers] -Oh.
-I have a room. -Oh, you have a room.
-Yeah. -Oh, that's great. That's great.
Go. Yeah.
-[snoring] -[door closes]
[breathing heavily]
-Mm. -This isn't a date.
No, I know. Dates usually go worse.
-Are you a smoker? -No.
-I was gonna ask if you were. -No.
No? Okay.
[Sydney sniffs]
I smell smoke in here.
-[both sniffing] -[smoke alarm beeping]
-[alarm beeping louder] -[Dan] Fuck.
Yo, wake up, Kareem!
Oh, my God. Kareem, up! Kareem, wake up!
Okay.
Oh, fuck. Dan, this place is a fucking death trap.
[Dan] I know, but the rent is good.
Kareem, get up! [coughing]
Kareem. Fire. Kareem, up.
-[exhales] -[Sydney] Ow! My back!
Fuck, I just pulled something!
-Dan? Ow, my back. Ow! Dan! -[Dan] Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sorry.
No. No, I got him. It's all right. I got him.
-I got him, I got him. Sorry. -Ow. [coughing]
I'm sorry. Go outside. Go outside. I got Kareem.
-I'm going. I'm going. -I got Kareem.
-Okay, Kareem. I got you. -[Sydney coughing]
-I got you. -[Sydney] Ow.
[Dan] Just a three-floor walk-up. We got this.
Hey, you. You want to partner up on this project?
Uh, sorry, I already have a partner.
Seriously?
Oh, okay. Whatever, man.
Hey. [scoffs] W-Were you talking about me?
I mean, yeah, if you... if you want to.
Yeah. Yeah, that'd be cool.
You know, if you actually went with him,
I was gonna poke holes in all your paintings.
That's all right. I'd still win. [scoffs]
All right. Sure.
Um, so what were you thinking? What you want to do?
[Dan] I'm sorry about your back.
And for such a bad night.
-Stop apologizing. -I mean...
-Sorry. -I had fun,
until, you know, most of the things that happened.
-Sure. Things were bad. -Of course. Yeah. Yeah.
It wasn't boring, though. You were tired of boring.
It wasn't boring. Yeah, it wasn't boring.
[inhales sharply] That's true. Ow.
-You okay? -No, I'm fine.
I'll hug you not on your back.
-Yeah. It's... -Can you go to the doctor?
Yeah.
-Do you want to go now, or... -[chuckles]
Ow. Don't make me laugh. Um...
Hey, we...
Maybe we shouldn't do this again, you know, hang out.
Especially if you're not gonna go back to NA.
That might... that might enable me.
Well, then I'll go back to NA.
Well, then we shouldn't date.
-That feels like a no-win... -I know.
-Either way, it's not... -Yeah.
It'd be no good, Dan. You know?
I'm messed up, you're messed up.
That might be good, though, you know?
Like, okay, like, the last person I was really into
-was my boss, right? -Mm-hmm.
And it felt like I was always trying to,
like, act more put together than I was.
But, like, like, meeting in this context
where we're both fucked-up and-and, like, owning it...
I don't... I don't know.
-Not fair. -Why is it not fair?
It was a good argument.
You're good at arguing for bad ideas, you know?
Mm-hmm.
Text me if you ever have a good one or something.
I'd like to see you again.
Yeah. You know where to find me.
Stale coffee, bad cookies, you remember?
-Bye, Dan. [groans] -Night.
[Sydney] Oh, hey.
You probably shouldn't have cooked with scrap paper.
-I did have that thought. -That might've been the thing.
-I did have that thought. -That might've... Yeah.
[Dan] The reason the thing burned.
Next time. We're learning.
-Live and learn. -Yeah. See you, Dan. Bye.
-Takeout next time. -Ow. Hi. How are you?
[car door closes]
[car drives off]
[coughing] Mm.
You good?
Yeah. You're welcome, son.
-I saved your sobriety. -Thank you.
'Cause otherwise, this night would've been a disaster.
Yeah.
-[knocking] - I know I make you nervous
Coming.
I be on my hustle, boy, I'm workin'
Saw your text, I'm gon' return it
No, I ain't out huntin'
That's the type of ... that just ain't worth it...
[Desmond] Wh-What's up?
[Zayna] Hey. I missed you.
I missed you, too.
-Damn! You look good. -[chuckles]
[clears throat]
Well, sit down. Don't be weird.
[exhales] A'ight.
So, how was your day?
Uh, just was working.
Yeah. Just trying to be a child of God.
-The fuck? Child of God? -[chuckles]
-Yeah. -[giggles]
-[chuckles] -Okay.
Well, um...
you, uh...
you sure about that?
Wait, wait. Hold on, hold on.
-What? -Nothing.
I mean, I just thought you wanted to wait.
I mean... [scoffs]
I don't know, I do, but I also want to make you happy.
Well, you do. Where you getting all this from?
I was just talking with Amaya, you know, and, like...
Oh, man. Don't talk to her about us, man.
Whether we fucking or not, just know, like,
don't no other girl got shit on you, Zay. For real.
Okay. [chuckles softly]
[phone buzzing]
[Gregory Isaacs' "If I Don't Have You" playing]
You may think that I don't care
Mm
'Cause I've been a rover
Here and everywhere
In Princeton, you bet, about me
They never yet say good
But one thing I like about you
You always do as you should
And that's why
If I don't, if I don't have you
Then for me there'll be nobody else
No
Oh, no
And even if the river should run dry