How do I feel about Thanksgiving?
Thanksgiving is very messy when it comes to my family.
Mom's side of the family is always messy.
Messy, messy, messy.
There's always a judgy aunt.
There's my grandmother, who's asking me
when am I gonna have some kids,
when am I gonna have a boyfriend.
I have a boyfriend, but she doesn't know that.
We get drunk. You know, we hug, we cry.
So it's... it's a nice balance.
You get the messiness and the calmness.
Comes together.
♪ I got beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes ♪
♪ Lamb, rams, hogs, dogs ♪
♪ Beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes ♪
♪ Chickens, turkeys ♪
♪ You name it! ♪
It's right up there. It's right up there!
Leave him! Leave him on the ground!
Listen to your mother! - ♪ Chicken, turkeys ♪
♪ Beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes ♪
♪ Lamb, rams... ♪
What do you mean there's no monthly
O Magazine anymore?!
It's quarterly, ma'am.
♪ Beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes ♪
What is taking so long? I'm gonna miss my flight!
- Be thankful I'm even here. - Be thankful I'm here!
Get out.
♪ You name it! ♪
I said you had to make a reservation!
Ma'am! You aren't--
Nobody's in the cart!
I-- Ma'am!
♪ DJ Suede the Remix God! ♪
♪ God ♪
Are you done, honey?
Yep! Yep, coming out.
Did you light a match? - I did the spray.
Wait, hold on. You know what time it is, babe?
- I don't. - Babe, we gotta hustle.
My mom is gonna be here.
Come on now. Did you get the sides?
I doctored them within an inch of their lives.
They'll never know it was Boston Market.
I cannot believe I'm sitting up here, trying to serve my mama
steam table sweet potatoes. She gon' know.
Yeah, for an emergency Thanksgiving.
She broke her foot.
Should just be happy you stepped up.
Yeah 'cause I'm the only one with a house
and the money to pay for it all.
You seen my watch? No.
- Where's my watch? - Are you gonna talk to Mel?
No. No, it's, uh, it's not the right time.
She stole your social, Brian.
You need to talk to her.
And I said it's not gonna happen today,
alright?
'Cause all I want today is a happy Thanksgiving,
and in order to have a happy Thanksgiving,
I gotta have a happy mom.
And my mom is not going to be happy
- if I'm screaming at her daughter. - Okay.
Talking about, "Hey, where's my money
that I think you stole" over the turkey.
- Okay, alright! Alright. - Is that what you want?
- Are you on my team? - Yes!
- Hey-- Ooh! [exhales] Goddamn it. - I'm sorry.
Dragon breathing.
- Hey, hey. - Okay, okay, I'm breathing.
Deep breaths.
Good. It's working, see?
You've been more in control of your anxiety lately.
That's good. It's okay.
Shayna's running around too much.
She's gonna sweat out her hair.
Hey, guys! Your grandma's gonna be here.
♪ Yeah, hey ♪
♪ I came to win, no second place ♪
♪ One chance to advance, no second takes ♪
♪ The clock's ticking... ♪
I'm sorry, but could you turn on the AC?
I know it's winter, but my body does not know it.
Today, my family's gonna meet the new me for the first time,
and they are a tough crowd.
My mother's love language is criticism,
and my brother likes to jack off to my failures, but...
...new Mel is gonna show off.
You know, she's gonna be like,
blazer, bam!
Blazer. [giggles] Blow out.
And then, I'm gonna hit them with the, uh,
"My career is advancing exceedingly."
- And then, with the little-- - Can we make this a quiet ride?
Mm-hmm. Yep.
It's a luxury vacation to Hawaii.
Bet you can't catch me!
Hey! Take it outside. Yeah!
Ooh...
- Pick it up! - You pick it up!
Nope, I was wrong. Bring it inside.
It wasn't my fault, Dad! Come on.
It's not my fault either!
Okay. Alright.
I'm sorry, super sorry.
Guys, uh, it's okay.
Don't worry about it. Nothing got broken.
Now, you two are lucky, though,
there was no hot oil in that thing,
or you would be spicy chicken nuggets.
- Alright, guys? Go on upstairs-- - Dad, can I have a hug first?
Yes, you can have a hug. Come here--
Okay, it's okay. No, it's cool, it's good.
- I'm telling Mom. - No, no, there's no reason to tell Mom!
Why would you tell Mom? It's cool. See? Boom.
Look at this. No harm, no fowl.
You didn't even catch that pun, did you?
We gon' wash it off.
We gon' use Mom's five-second rule, easy.
I thought you said Black people don't do the five-second rule.
I said that? That don't even sound like me.
Okay, guys, jackets off.
Wash your hands.
Okay, what can I do to help?
I'm good. I got it under control.
Actually... propane. You bought it, right?
I'll get my keys.
No, no, no. I can fix this.
It's not a big deal.
Yep, I will, uh... ...take care of that, too.
Shit...
Hey! Come on now! Looks like the party has arrived!
Oh! My baby!
Help me inside. - Hey, Mama! Come on in here.
You look great! Look at you! - Thank you!
Oh, looking like a Republican party.
Wait a second, hold up, hold up, hold up.
Why you gotta show up like that?
Oh, my goodness!
Well, you know I like to be different.
You know, this 22-year-old come up to me and say,
"Where you get that at?"
Said, "I ain't gonna tell you all my secrets!"
Is a mall kiosk a secret?
Ladies, hello?
Hi, Sarah! How are you?
You look tired.
Right this way, come on in. Have a seat. Please, please.
- I'll take that for you. - Oh, you know what?
Thank you so much for doing all of this!
Ooh... Alright, alright.
You know I am blessed to have a son
who will pick me up when I fall! Hallelujah!
I'm telling you. She-- - Happy to do it. That's my job.
She is feeling really sad about not hosting this year.
- Mama. - Sad? That's your word.
- No, it was not my word. - My word was blessed.
Ooh, it is way too early for church, Mama. Please.
Oh! You know, I just can't sit here and do nothing!
Is there something that I could do in the kitchen?
I got some Lawry's
and I got some sazón in my bag.
And some salt for Sarah.
Now, you know no amount of tips
is gonna keep us from missing your cooking.
Now, come on. Oh, God knows
that I have never sat down on Thanksgiving.
- Ooh! If I believed in depression... - Mama.
Relax, please. And just...
enjoy being treated like the queen you are.
- I ain't no queen! No! - Yes, you are. Well,
then you better stop looking like one.
Come on, you got on a diamond boot.
- Your hair is very regal. - Is it?
I love the earrings. I mean, the whole thing.
You couldn't tell that this was a wig?
That's a wig?
- See what I'm sayin'? - That's not no wig.
You better stop playin' with me! Talkin' about a wig!
Y'all want some coffee?
- Yes, please. - Put somethin' else in mine.
- Mm-hmm. - Oh, I love that boy.
- A little brown liquor in mine. - Mm-mm.
Thank you.
Melissa! Wow. You look great.
Uh, is everything okay?
Yeah, I just thought I left the whipped cream in the car.
Happy Turkey Day!
- Happy Turkey Day! Come on in. - Okay.
Brian! Kids! Auntie Mel's here.
Hey, Auntie Mel. Hi! Look who it is!
Hi, guys! Oh, you're getting so big. Let me see you.
- What's that? - We made this in class.
It's for the person we're most grateful for.
Oh, a little plant.
"The world's best auntie." Thank you!
Well, you know what? I got you a little something, too.
Gifts not from the airport?
Yep. They're not from the airport.
Okay! Oh, it's for me? Okay.
Alright, take those up, guys. Ah, so good to see you, sis.
It's been too long! Come on, make yourself at home.
♪ Melissa! ♪
♪ Come in here and see your mother ♪
♪ Coming! ♪
Do you smell anything that smells like food cooking?
- Mm-mm. - I got two words. Boston Market.
Mom, hey!
- Sit right here, baby. Tuchus right here. - Here!
Okay, alright. - You look brand new in that blazer.
Oh, thank you. You know, I'm just trying to switch it up,
- now that I'm advancing in my career. - Oh!
I didn't even know that Rainbow sold blazers.
Did you go down to the Dominicans?
Yeah, I-I did actually. I-I did, last night.
- Pretty. - Yeah, you always had a tough scalp.
- Yep. [awkward laugh] Right... - Like a cast iron pan.
What, they making you dress up and drive them little carts now?
Actually, I'm happy to report
- that I got into a management program. - Oh!
Girl, I almost thought you said you got into a man.
- Hilarious. - Everybody, my baby's gonna be
- the CEO of JFK! - Yeah!
It's a-- It's a program, a-and I'm actually feel really--
Where are your earrings?
Forgot-- Uh, must've forgot them. Um...
I'm going to Hawaii next month.
- Hawaii? Good for you! - Yep. That's right.
Oh. Is your friend Rorand taking you?
- That's her rich gay friend. - Uh, Rory, no, he's not.
I saved up, and I'm taking myself, so... Oh.
- Ain't you fancy? - Um...
Good thing you going in December.
Why?
'Cause then this way,
you ain't gotta have your arms out.
I'ma go see if Brian needs some help. Brian!
Your mother is on one.
A luxury vacay to Hawaii.
Mm.
Where'd that money come from?
How about you don't question how I spend my money,
and I don't question how you spend your time?
What's that supposed to mean?
Okay, Chakra Khan, you a meditation girly now?
No, no, just--
Sarah taught me an exercise to keep me from going off.
Well, that's cool.
My friend Terrance was in the military
and said that they did that shit, too.
What's that? You got a boyfriend?
Melissa got a boyfriend?
Hahaha, don't fuck with me.
Oh, but wait, he's not a Christian?
Why he don't love Jesus?
♪ Go easy now, easy now.
This bird ain't gonna save your family from a grease fire now.
I think it is. Alright, we'll see.
We will see. I think I did a great job on this.
I'm saying, then why you call me over here, bro?
Ah, you know I ain't wanna keep you from your family, man.
- What time y'all eating? - Oh, we've been ate.
See, we did that overnight turkey. Oh, man, you bugging.
Woke up, turkey brunch.
Yeah?
Shit, man, that sounds like paradise.
Yeah.
Come on, man. You know, how's, uh, divorced life treating you?
Oh, nigga, I'm living that shared custody life, boy.
- Okay. - Two weeks with my girls...
- Right, right, right. - And two weeks for the streets, nigga!
- There it is. Get it. - Bah! Uh!
Get it. Get it. Get it. Oh, my God.
Sounds like you having a good time
with them high-maintenance aspiring sugar babies.
Yo, that's a stereotype, bruh.
All these girls wanna do is fuck,
go to brunch, and take pics of food, and that's it.
Hmm.
You know, I still do miss the married life, though.
Yeah.
- Double income. - Okay.
Chillin' on the couch watching Bar Rescue.
- Nigga, farting freely. - Huh?
- Bread that don't go old? You know? - Well... Hmm.
Definitely beats having a standing appointment
at the STD clinic, huh?
Gotta take care of that now.
Mm...
Okay, good.
So, what we thinking? About three, four hours on this bad boy?
- No, no, about 30, 40 minutes. - What?
It's only a 10-pound bird. You don't need that long.
Forks, knives-- Oh, we need napkins.
There we go.
I don't know. I don't get it.
- Lord, look at them sweet potatoes. - Are they sweet potatoes?
They might be giant carrots.
You never know what these people do.
Everybody! Nathan, time for dinner, baby.
I don't know nothing about no pilgrims,
but I do know about Jesus.
♪ Jesus! ♪ ♪ Jesus is... ♪
And Jesus teaches us to be thankful,
so who wants to start the gratitude circle?
You know what? I will.
I wanna thank God for...
being alive.
Yes. Mm.
And for the miracle of flight.
You know, for my flight to Hawaii.
I'm thankful for, uh, my fiscal responsibility,
which allowed me to be a source of stability...
for my wife,
um, for my kids,
for my entire family.
Mm. That was beautiful. Are you a poet?
I am.
And I am grateful for...
every little thing.
Sun in the sky,
Toni Morrison,
brown liquor.
- Hey! Yes. Come on. - Come on now.
U-Uh, w-well, I am grateful,
uh, for matriarchs.
Huh? Matriarchs with blonde or black hair
that like to teach young men a little somethin' somethin'.
Lord have mercy.
- Who's next? Who's next? - I'm... Yeah.
I'm grateful for our children
and for my wonderful husband. Mm.
I'm grateful for any and all video games I get for Christmas.
For m-my wonderful family
and TikTok.
Oh. Come on now. What?
Family. Family.
Family is everything. Everything.
Amen. More than anything,
I am grateful for my son.
Alright. [laughs] I got carried away.
Alright, everybody, we just gon' bow our heads
and bless this-- this-- this food.
Dear Heavenly Father!
Yes, we come before your altar today, Lord,
thanking you for this food.
Bless all the hands that prepared it,
everyone at the Boston Market.
And, yes, I know it's a franchise,
but you are able, Father. You can do all things.
You turned water into wine! Yes, you did, Father.
May the strength go to our soul... Jesus.
...and Thy name shall have the praise.
Yes, and Father, please, you told us to ask
and it shall be given unto You.
Seek and ye shall find.
Knock and the door shall be opened.
And the walls came tumbling down...
And, Jesus, you are the King of Kings
- and the Lords of Lords. - Lord of Lords!
♪ You are the Alpha and Omega ♪
♪ You are the beginning and the end ♪
♪ You are from everlasting to everlasting ♪
♪ I believe in the resurrection ♪
♪ And I just say we pray ♪
♪ In Your precious name ♪
Let the church say amen. Amen.
- Amen! Let's eat. - Amen! Yay!
Amen.
Shayna!
Let's go find a calm activity.
Aw...
What's wrong, buddy?
Shayna made fun of me because I was laughing,
and then I farted.
Then I got angry, then I started screaming,
then I farted again.
You know what?
When I get angry, I fart, too, sometimes.
Did I ever tell you the story about your dad and his baptism?
Mm-mm.
Well, when he got baptized,
every time they dunked him, he farted under the water.
Ooh, nasty. "Bloop, bloop."
Son, just so you know, it wasn't a fart.
And I don't know why you the one telling the story
'cause you weren't born yet.
Oh, why don't you chill?
Your days of carbonating Jesus' Jacuzzi are over.
Oh, is that what we doing? Okay.
- You ain't gotta do that no more! - Okay. Mama?
Yes, baby? - Do you remember when Mel thought
you had to eat baby corn like it was regular corn?
I remember! Church picnic, remember that?
Your daddy loves this story.
She had that little-bitty cob,
she put that up to her face, and went to town.
I was thinking, what is wrong with her?
What was wrong with me was I was a child, Ma.
Nope! You were 14!
Brian, you should tell them the story of Lion King.
Did your daddy ever tell you that story?
Lion King? Oh, Junebug was there.
Were you there, Junebug?
When we were in high school,
we got snowed in, and they took all the students
and moved us into the gym,
and they put on a movie. Lion King.
But you know, all of the teenagers were doing what teenagers do.
But, not Brian.
Oh, no. He was watching...
and weeping.
Weeping is a strong word. It's a strong word to use.
Real alligator tears! - I-I was affected a little bit.
He couldn't catch his breath!
Alright, you need another coffee?
You good? You good? You good?
Yeah, you were weeping though, brother.
By the way, that's not how it happened.
You entitled to your own memories. You entitled to 'em.
Nigga, you were weeping!
Because that scene is moving as fuck! Dad.
Sorry. Son, cover your ears!
Simba watching his father
get murdered by his de facto uncle!
Come on! Mufasa trampled to death
by wildebeest in front of his son! I mean,
it's the single most emotionally affecting
death in cinematic history!
The Lion King is the crown jewel
of American animation!
Is that why you never wanted to watch it?
You think it would be too upsetting for the kids?
Sarah-bear... - Mm, only kids with daddy issues.
You know what?
Hey, B, don't be like that. We was just playin'.
Now, you see what you did?
Y-You always go a step above.
Hm...
Thank you. You're welcome.
We survived.
That we did. Barely.
- Go easy on him. - Oh God...
- He's had a lot of stress at work and-- - You know,
if you wanna leave him, leave him.
Look, your issues with Brian are your issues.
Not saying that I don't care about how he talks to you.
The way he treats me,
that's who he is.
He is a good man. Come on.
- Your brother has a big heart. - Hmm.
If you can't see it,
look at him with your niece and nephew.
So, he can treat them nice and treat me like shit?
Okay. Let's just put a pin in this.
- It's not worth it. - No.
Oh.
No, no, no. I'm good.
I'm not pregnant.
Thank fuck.
We are trying, though.
- What? - Brian convinced me.
It's... It's exciting.
It's nerve-racking.
Hey, guys! Keep it down!
Anyway, we both know he's such a family man, and...
I'm losing you.
I gotta get that. I'll be right back.
Shayna! Nathan! No running inside!
Somebody better take all these greens home.
Guys, that is enough.
Come on, dinner's done, it's calm time.
So, now you in here fighting with the countertops?
You know, I just needed some space.
I couldn't stay in there without breaking down.
But you did break down.
You broke down, you stormed off, you kicked some stuff,
but all because of some silly little stories?
She mocked me for crying about Dad's death.
What was I supposed to do?
Be a man. This your house.
You gotta keep it tight. You gotta be a leader.
- You gotta be a father-- - Gotta be a leader, gotta be a father,
a fuckin' bank, a fuckin' perfect husband,
of course, a good goddamn son.
I know you not talking to me. You must be confused.
Ma...
No, no, no. No.
It wasn't what you planned,
but this is the role that you stepped into.
I am not Dad.
I know that.
But you did inherit his sensitivity.
The only difference is...
he was no good.
A no-good man with the nerve to be sensitive.
What do you want me to do?
Want you to take this pie in to your sister
and fix it.
There you go, big head.
- Thank you, dummy. - Uh-huh.
Who's winning? No one.
- Here, baby. - Oh, thank you, thank you,
- thank you, thank you. - Oh, thank you, Mama.
Hey, uh, Junebug left his vape.
So, I'ma go on ahead and run it over to him.
I'll probably hang out for a little bit.
Hey, babe, I gotta go see Junebug. Bye, baby.
Have fun!
♪ We're kicking and screaming while we stand against the wall... ♪
Brian Jackson.
What a coincidence.
I got drinks with Junebug. He just left. Mm. Wow.
Did you follow me here?
No, no, no, no, no. I have a date.
And you do, too, right?
With Tia?
I swear to fucking God--
Oh, I love couples who get drinks on Thanksgiving.
- It's so chill. - Right?
I'll have what he's having, but make it a double.
You bet.
- Does anybody know I'm here? - Just...
me and Tia. By the way,
who cheats on their wife on Thanksgiving?
Who fuckin' catfishes their own brother?
- How'd you even think of this? - Now, that is a good question.
Thank you! See, I was swiping on the apps, like you do,
when I found my cheatin'-ass brother,
and I thought, I'ma fuck with him.
So, I changed my profile to Tia,
used a stock photo as bait, and we match.
I mean, it was disturbingly easy.
No, what's disturbing is
you running the risk of seeing my fuckin' nudes.
Oh, lucky for me, my brother cheats
like a gentleman.
If you tell my wife what you think you know--
I mean, I'll be real it depends on how this conversation goes.
Oh, you're blackmailing me.
- Are you for real? - Mm, not really.
Well, what the fuck do you want?
You know, having the tangible evidence
that you're a hypocritical piece of shit...
- Mm-hmm. Mm. - ...you know, that feels good.
The catfishing, that was just me having fun.
I can't believe you're sittin' in my motherfuckin' house,
eatin' my food...
- Boston Market. Mm. - ...in my house that I paid for.
You were talking to my wife and my kids in my house.
You were messaging another woman.
In your own home. In front of your wife.
Your kids. That's on you.
You know what it is? You just wish you had something to lose.
The pressure that I am under.
The responsibility that's on my fuckin' back.
Will you stop? You are not the only man
in the world with responsibilities, okay?
Y-You gotta come back down to earth
instead of letting Mom gas you up.
Ah! That's it. Yep. You just trying to get me
back for Mom putting me on a pedestal.
- Uh-uh. - That's some petty bullshit.
- You know what? - I'm not the one that did the shit.
No, she never put you on a pedestal.
She just made sure I was low enough,
so you had someone to look down on.
But the truth is, you're just a regular nigga
who thinks he's extraordinary for existing.
So, that's how you feel?
Oh, it's not just how I feel. Those are facts.
- Perfect. I love facts. - Mm!
- I got a few of my own. - Oh, can't wait.
- My sister... - Mm-hmm.
...is a 35-year-old woman...
- Here we go. Mm. - ...with a dead-end job
and no friends to pick her up from the hospital.
- Mm. - She is so broke
and so dishonest that she stole my identity.
I... I needed a guarantor to pay my hospital bill.
- Mm. - I mean, it's not identity theft.
- I'm making payments-- - How are you paying for Hawaii?
That's none of your business.
How in the fuck are you paying for it?
Why are you so pressed? I didn't take your money.
So, you did take someone else's?
For fuck's sake.
The hospital switched my belongings up
with the woman who died in my room.
I used her card.
Goddamn!
No one got harmed!
- You are fucked up! - After all that I had been through,
I felt like I deserved to do something for me!
No, yeah, you're right. You know,
stealing a dead lady's credit card is self-care.
Jesus. You, you really...
don't have empathy for me, do you?
None at all. Wow.
It is always the fuckin' same thing with you.
Working shitty jobs,
asking for money, complaining about your life,
and it just goes on and on and fuckin' on,
and it's been going on like that
for way too fuckin' long, Melissa.
Look me in my eyes and you ask me
to have empathy for you scamming.
This is a new low for you.
You love my lows, Brian!
You fucking love my lows.
That's the only shit you show up for.
- Never my highs. Never. You-- - Mel...
You don't even know me.
I'm different now, Brian. I am killing it at my job.
I have friends th-that are...
lovely and supportive.
I'm a morning person.
I get up, a-and I take the dog out.
I know it's not a big deal to you, but that's huge for me.
H-Hold on. Thought you were scared of dogs.
No, you're scared of dogs.
If there's a dog in my house, I am scared it's gonna take a shit.
How Am I Supposed to Live Without You. No contest!
Hands down, When a Man Loves a Woman.
No. What?
- Do you remember that song? - Come on. Do I?
Infomercials were my favorite show.
Oh, my God, I didn't even know they were disparate songs.
- Stop it. - I thought it was one long song!
One long song with a lot
- of different singers on it. - Oh, we used to tear that shit up!
♪ Tell me how am I supposed ♪
♪ To live without you? ♪
♪ Somewhere out there ♪
♪ Here and now ♪
- Hoo! - Hoo!
♪ Have I told you lately ♪
♪ that I love you ♪
- ♪ It must've been love ♪ Come on! - Hey! Yeah!
♪ But it's over now ♪
Oh, gosh. That is not the correct note, uh, Brian.
Yeah, I don't think those are them.
- I don't think-- - I'm telling you.
- Maybe I-- I'ma look into that... - Yeah.
Brian, you have everything.
And I-I'm just trying to understand
- why are you doing this. - If I knew that, I wouldn't be doing it.
I love her. I've never stopped loving her,
but, you know, marriage is weird.
Every few years, a different dynamic.
Right now, we're co-workers,
and I'm not gonna sit here and pretend that cheating's gon' fix that.
Neither is a baby.
Yeah, Sarah told me. A baby, Brian. Come on.
Well, you know, we are at our best when we're pregnant.
We get to be in our own world.
- Oh my God, we're kinder. - So you're gonna be wrapped up
in having this baby and magically stop cheating?
I... I mean,
have you tried... talking to her? No, not really.
I mean, Sarah's dealing with it by reading Brené Brown
or whatever bullshit white women read.
A Becky Book Club. - I knew you were gonna say that.
You know I love her. Mom, on the other hand.
She's mad you didn't marry somebody like her.
What's going on over there?
I forgot this thing.
You know, Sarah and I went to this, uh,
gala thingy for
like, Black History Month. We had a real good time.
And then, the DJ got on the microphone.
He was like, "Yo, I want all my Black couples
to come on down to the dance floor,
so we can celebrate Black love!"
And like-- And I was sitting at my table...
and I was watching it, and I was like, "Damn.
I'm never gonna have that again."
So...
the women you cheat with--
Oh, they're all Black.
I mean, you know, sometimes I just like
to talk to somebody who looks like me.
That's icky, Brian. You're using these women.
That's fucked up.
- Why not talk to Mom or me? - Oh, I can't.
- Why not? Why not? - Because you're my dependents.
- I miss Dad. - Hmm.
And I really need to talk to him.
I wish he did better by us on the way out.
Nah.
Becoming a father is the only thing
that allowed me to...
open a little bit of room in my heart,
see Dad and forgive him.
You know, I wish we experienced the same dad.
You got his good years, and,
to me, he's just the first man to not want me.
- The first of many. - Okay, which is it?
See, you're real good at picking and choosing
when you're changed and when you're hopeless.
I am different.
There's a lot of shit I don't have control over.
Some of us don't get to have the house...
or the family...
...or the love of their lives. - Bullshit! You do! You get that.
You get to have all of that.
Baby, you gon' have all of that.
You know what your problem is?
Your dumb ass is not paying attention, okay?
Because I promise you,
if you would just look up,
you would be surprised at how many people love you.
You gonna cry? I'm already crying!
Okay. Alright.
Fuck me.
Can I get another one of these, please? Be right there.
Don't do that.
So, after all this...
...you think we can be friends?
Nope!
To my face, my whole face. You said it with your chest.
I wanted to make sure I had your attention.
- Yeah, you did. - You know what?
Let's get outta here before I get my ass in more trouble.
After you. Mm-hmm.
♪ And the whole world will be saying ♪
- Oh, shit, come on now. - God! [laughs] Shit.
Look at me. See, I saved your baby corn ass again.
Oh, but you couldn't save Mufasa.
Bruh, you know what?
♪ When you moan, you don't know what you be moaning about now ♪
♪ I, I can hear the whole world sing, yeah ♪
♪ Start livin' it up, livin' it up... ♪