(R&B music)
- They need an answer within 24 hours.
- For real though, I want to know what's up
with that artist of y'all, what's his name?
- Kenny. - Kenny!
- Did I just walk in on some gossip?
- Don't confuse keeping it 100 with gossiping.
We don't gossip, Stevie but we keeps it real.
- Yes we do.
- As-salamu alaykum, sisters.
- Mm-mm, salami and bacon sandwich to you too.
- Namaste my brother.
- I need to talk to you when you have a minute.
- Now? - Not now,
just when you have a minute.
- That is our cue to leave!
- Was that a mating call?
- It was not a mating call, it's business
and I never said you two freeloaders had to leave,
so don't be looking at me with your mouth all--
- No, stop it.
- Okay well round two. - Yes indeedy.
- Do you see, why?
- What's up?
- Excuse you.
We about to talk some NeNe Leakes up in here.
(laughing)
Toodles.
- Bye!
What is the tea, is he single or what?
- See, that's why I don't want no man.
- Babe.
So what's up, what do you want to talk about?
- Well we got an offer for the label today.
Impact Music Group wants to buy us
and of course they're not trying to make
the same impact that we do.
- I'm not surprised.
Look we both knew this was bound to happen.
So what we gonna do, man?
- I don't know.
They offered 325 million, what do you think?
- I know we gonna count it right.
- I don't know if I want to sell it at all,
but I mean we're partners in this
so I need to know your position.
- Okay let's weigh the pros and cons.
Pro, if you'd be home more,
we'll see each other more often.
No traffic, long lunch breaks.
Look, we can travel months at a time.
If we sell, parlay that money
into other investment opportunities,
we could even have charitable work things
that we could do like we always talked about.
We invested in Inglewood to make it safer for us to live.
We didn't run to the suburbs.
Look, this could work out for us.
I told you, the music industry is becoming
way too fast paced for us.
- Right, but if we sell, then we're giving
one of the last independent labels
over to a company that don't care
about our communities like we do.
I mean this could be a real perilous move, babe.
I almost feel like I'm feeding the Devil.
- It's a tough decision, man.
Well, I'm going to hang out with the--
- Whoa whoa whoa, quickie real quick, come on.
Come on. - When they leave!
- That defeats the purpose of a quickie!
- They always give us a deal we can't refuse,
therefore we never possess real ownership.
I mean come on man, they did it with Baby Phat,
Phat Farm, Rocawear, Rockefeller, Motown, Def Jam,
Essence Magazine, and Telemundo
and Fernando, who owns Telemundo?
- NBC Universal, baby!
- NBC Universal, and I bet you none of them speak Spanish
and they gonna vote Republican.
I'm just joking NBC, I'm just joking.
And as soon as they sold BET, the first thing they did
was fire Travis Smiley. - Tavis Smiley.
- Whatever, Tavis Smiley, Travis Smiley,
but the first thing they did was fire him,
ex out the informative news program
and replace it with goofy ass music videos
with thick ass hoes.
- Man would you watch your language?
Why are you always disrespecting women?
- Okay I can't front, them thick ass hoes
be looking good in them videos baby!
I'm just joking BET, I'm just joking.
So, what they offering you for your company?
- 325.
- 325,000?
Man then cheapskates better on with that.
Your company worth more than that, bro.
- Yeah a lot more.
325 million.
- 325 million, as in zero zero zero
zero zero zero zero zero?
- Yeah, zeroes.
Man you better sell that company man.
- Hey, all I want is a new car and some tattoos.
I'mma get a tat under my eye like a rapper, unh!
- Man don't sell, don't sell bro.
- Don't listen to him, man.
- I may sell, but tell me why I shouldn't.
- The major record labels?
Bro they got money tied up in the prison systems heavily bro
and even the company that runs it,
whatever that MTC Management Training Corporation.
They tried to sue the state of Arizona
because their contract stipulated
that they need to have guaranteed 97% full.
And guess what?
They lost $10 million in revenue
because of the reduced inmate population right now.
And this is where your company comes in.
Your hurting their labels
because your artists are putting out social messages bro
and you're killing them.
So why, I mean think about it rap music?
Good or bad, it's influential man.
I don't care what any of y'all say.
- It's all conspiracy theories man!
Okay I got a conspiracy theory joke for ya.
Want to hear it?
No no, you want to hear this.
Look, the moon is not real
and we can actually fly to the sun,
but it's gotta be at night.
(humming theme from The Twilight Zone)
- I can't believe we had the same parents
and grew up in the same house.
- I can't believe y'all had the same parents either,
'cause he dumb as hell.
- I can't believe we let your
light skinned ass hang out with us.
- It's always messing with the Latino brother.
- [Man] Yeah okay Latino, you black as me.
(soothing music)
- Mhmm.
(chuckles)
- Yeah, take those glasses off.
How does this feel?
- You already know.
- So have you given it any thought?
- I don't think I want to sell.
- Yeah, I agree.
- You agree?
- Yeah I've been thinking.
You know we built this company
with the purpose of giving people a voice.
Impact ain't gonna do that.
- Not at all.
- Now if we sell, we'll be set
but we won't have the people walking around here
without a voice, unaware.
That's not us, that's not who we are.
- Right.
- They gonna keep coming for us
and we gotta be together on this.
- Well number one, I ain't worried
about nobody coming for us.
Number two, I taught you well.
- Round two?
- Yeah buddy.
(laughs)
Your lips soft.
Yeah buddy.
- You do understand what this means.
Let me make this perfectly clear to you, Ramadan.
These people will starve you,
your family, and your artists.
I mean they've already stopped
you guys from major radio play.
You sure you want to do this?
Okay.
(somber music)
- Yes, can I help you?
- Ramadan?
Ramadan Alimani? - Yes sir.
- You're under arrest. - For what?
- For the murder of Shaun Morris.
- Who's, what's going on?
- Step out. - Wait a minute!
(somber music)
(somber music)
- [Amina] They have no case.
This D.A. is trying to make a name for himself.
He's trying to scare you.
It's election season.
Are you okay?
- Excuse me for a minute.
Hey.
- [Amina] It's as well as to be expected, you know?
- Yeah, I'm working from home for a few days.
I have checks here.
Let me ask my wife and make sure it's okay.
Hey, babe.
This is Marilyn from Deluxe Duplication.
She needs to come get a check to Jerry.
And I need your signature.
- Okay. Sure.
- Yeah, that's fine.
Amina, can we talk about the case later?
- Sure. No problem.
Hey, can I get a ride back to the office?
- Hey, Ra.
She need the ride, man.
(clinking)
- Don't crash my car.
- Whatever, man.
- Did you?
Kill Shawn.
I don't even wanna know.
- Simee.
The very first time I laid eyes on you in the record store,
before you bought my CD, before you said a word to me,
I said to myself that's the woman for me.
I loved you then, and I never stopped.
And then to see you in the hospital like that,
fighting for your life.
If a man is not willing to do whatever it takes
to protect the woman that he loves,
then he doesn't deserve her.
Period.
So, it don't matter what happened.
We are here now.
(chiming)
It's Marilyn.
She's coming to get the check for Jerry.
- I'm gonna take a shower.
- Hello?
Yep. Still at the house.
Yeah, you know the address, don't you?
Okay.
- All right. I'm at the door now.
Hey, Mr. Ramadan!
- What's up, speedy racer?
You got here quick.
- It wasn't that far.
- Come on in.
(clicking)
(loud spray)
Hey.
- I helped myself to some water.
- That's fine.
Here's the check.
Tell Jerry I said stop working you so hard,
and buy some water so you can stay hydrated
and stay up out my kitchen.
(giggling)
- I'm sorry.
Just, my throat was so parched.
- It's cool.
Anything else?
- You know I noticed something.
Like, whenever we're alone,
you never look me in my eyes.
You never go there.
Why is that?
- You probably need to leave.
- Come on.
I've only been married, what,
seven, eight, nine, ten miserable years?
I'm pretty sure you've tapped some ass
in this big, pretty house of yours.
- All right. You probably need to go.
- Touch me.
Don't you ever touch me!
I'll scream rape.
I'll scream rape.
I'll scream rape.
Ramadan raped me.
Okay, okay. Chill.
You can put your hands wherever you like.
- Yo, you are fucking insane.
I'm calling Jerry.
I'm gonna make sure you get fired,
and I never wanna see you again.
(ringing)
(maniacal laughter)
- It's Jerry!
Hello? This is Jerry.
Looks like I got Jerry's phone.
Boy, you know I'm just playing with your crazy ass.
- My wife is gonna be up here in a second.
I suggest that you leave.
- She coming up here?
How enticing.
Do you want me to get undressed?
- That's your cue to get the fuck out of my house.
- Ramadan, please.
- Stop!
- What? What?
- You know what?
- Ooh, I like it rough.
(slam)
(clicking)
- This is the part of the entertainment industry
that I hate.
That woman just came onto me in my kitchen,
and when I went to put her out,
she talking about she gonna scream rape.
- Oh, Marilyn?
- Yeah! I ain't know she had issues like that.
- You just didn't wanna see it.
Look, I told Tyra and Celine that she gave me bad vibes,
but you know how you men are.
As soon as your wife say something
about the pretty girl you're doing business with,
we jealous.
No. Women can clearly read other women.
Especially when they have a close relationship
with they man.
So, you gonna file a sexual harassment against her?
- No. Oh, no.
There is no way.
- Don't be macho.
This is business.
Next thing you know, she filing on you and suing us.
This ain't got nothing to do with your manhood.
- You know they do not take cases like this seriously
when it comes to men. - First thing in the morning,
call Amina.
And then Million Man March yourself on down
to the police station.
End of discussion.
- You are such a thug.
(suspenseful music)
- So, how long we gonna keep this a secret?
- I don't know.
How long do you want to keep it a secret?
- Hmm.
Guess what?
- What?
- Yo, what's doing? - What you doing, baby?
Good to see you, bro.
- Good to see you as well.
She told me to give you this.
- No doubt.
Yo, you gettin' back in the studio later today?
- Yeah, I'll probably be in there 'til the early morning.
- Alright.
- But that ain't why I came out here, man.
- What's happening?
- I'm in LA this weekend rockin' the set man.
After my performance, dude came up to me, like,
man, I rep B and B.
What is it going to take you to leave your label
and sign with us?
- What you tell 'em?
- Straight up told 'em, fuck you.
- Thanks, man.
- I'm just, I didn't start rapping to sell my soul man.
That's not what I'm in to.
- No doubt.
- He didn't take that too well, but shit, I'm not
with promoting that pig shit type people, man.
- Thank you, man.
I appreciate that.
- No thanks needed man.
Here we get to make good music and we keep our publishing.
Not too many people doing that.
But he did haul in some of the other label mates, man.
- Yeah, well, it's no secret man.
There's a war against me and all the other independent
labels as well.
- I'm already knowing, bro.
- They want to control the mouths of the youth.
They control the mouths of the youth,
they control the world.
- You gotta keep at it, man.
You gotta keep at it.
Keep the strength.
- Thank you, bro.
You a champion.
- No, we knock 'em dead together.
- No doubt.
- Hello, (noise drowns out speech)
- Man, come on, Rob, where you at man?
Got to talk, man.
Rob.
- What's up, man?
- What's up?
- You good?
- I need to talk to you, man.
- What's wrong?
What did you do?
- So what ya gonna do, man?
Huh?
Drop and creepin'?
Smash him?
I went on the radar.
Did you know about this?
- Nope.
- Okay, cool, 'cause I thought you all left
a Latino brother out.
- Muchacho, I tell you stuff I would never tell him
and he's my blood brother.
This went way below the radar.
But the truth came out in this here pregnancy.
- Whatever, man.
Thanks for the pie.
Man, you, you lucky you my brother.
- Hm, hm.
- Damn, man.
This pie's so good, I'm rejoicing.
I might convert.
- Uh, huh.
And I was thinking about a slice all day at work too.
- Yeah, but back to reality.
You been creepin'.
You been creepin'.
- Bro, just say it.
- I admit.
I was creepin'.
I was creepin'.
I was--
- Yeah, you were smashin' too, right.
- Yeah.
- Having a good old time and you got a baby on the way,
smart move.
Nah, stupid move.
Okay?
I mean, you out here running around,
you were 16 year old without protection.
- Right.
Out here going nature boy like you.
Nature boy Rick Flare.
- [Both] Woo!
(laughing)
- What you all choir boys now?
- Whatever.
- Don't judge me, man.
You Catholic and you Muslim.
What if I say, hide all them little boys
in the book bag box.
You wouldn't like that would you?
So don't judge me.
Don't matter anyway man.
I stopped hitting it.
I stopped using protection 'cause I love her.
- Wait, wait, what?
You love her?
- I like her.
- [Both] No, no.
You said love.
- I said like.
Man, clean ya'll ears.
I said like, man.
- I'm sitting right across from you and what you said,
was I love her.
- You know what, man, I just noticed something.
- What?
- After all these years, I Just noticed you a instigator.
- Hm, mm.
- You a shit starter.
Yeah.
- Yeah.
- It don't matter.
She said she having an abortion.
She says she got the freedom of choice, so.
- An abortion?
You can't be serious?
- Bro, freedom of choice?
Freedom of choice to me is to choose who I have sex with.
And an abortion, really?
Can't even believe you gonna entertain that man.
- It ain't me, man.
- Abortion kills more black babies in the US
than cancer, accidents, crime, any of those things,
like 870 black babies a day.
- While 70% of the abortion clinics are in our communities.
Now tell me that's an accident.
- Thank you, Mr. Wikipedia.
- You're welcome.
- Look, an abortion is serious, bro, like in real life.
That's why we make sure all of our artists take classes
and one of them is a safe sex class.
I mean, come on man.
Okay, so here's what you're going to do.
You are going to sit down with Celine,
speil it out and tell her that you love her.
- Yup, because know what, that's what she wants
to hear anyways, so just go ahead and say it.
- Look man, for the last time, I said I like her.
Alright and Rob, please, please, don't tell
your nosy ass wife none of this.
- I will tell my wife anything.
Let's play some checkers.
- He's got a point man.
- Your move.
- Baby, don't say a word,
I promised Terrence that I--
- Seriously, babe.
- I promised him I wouldn't tell you.
- I'm not going to say nothing.
- Okay, you always say you promise you ain't gonna
say nothing.
- Oh, that's Celine right here.
What do I say?
- Don't say nothing.
Be normal.
- Okay.
Hey girl.
So you pregnant?
- Ah!
Really, Simee, really?
- Girl.
- Really.
- Bro don't shoot me.
Bro don't shoot me, bro.
Don't shoot me.
Don't--
(gun bangs)
- Are you going to be okay?
- I just left Kenny's parents' house.
- I can't believe he's dead.
- What happened?
- He was leaving the studio
like he normally does.
And was ambushed.
I ran downstairs and saw him laying there on the pavement.
Dead.
To see Kenny like that was painful.
Ra, someone from here had to have set that up.
They knew exactly when he was leaving out.
- I need the names of anybody who was in and out
of this building.
Yesterday and this morning.
- Why is media calling this gang related?
- Fuck the media.
- See, we knew Kenny
and everybody knows he didn't ride like that.
- That's why we send out our own press release.
I'm not gonna let them ruin this kid's name like that.
- Excuse you?
- It's cool.
Give us a minute.
- Calm that pit bull down.
- You wanna end up out that window?
Disrespect her again and watch what happens.
- Anyway, tough guy,
I heard the terrible news about one of your artists.
Is your label becoming gangster now?
I like that.
You sell way more records that way.
I'm talking major radio play.
Now you playing with the big boys.
I see gold albums.
I see platinum albums plastered all over your office walls.
I dig the new direction.
I dig it.
- Kyle, when I find out who killed this kid,
I ain't going to the cops.
Take that how you want it.
It's a promise, not a threat.
- Hey, I personally believe it's gang related.
What did that one guy from Godfather say?
They're animals anyway.
Let them lose their souls.
Yeah, that.
- And when did you lose your soul, brother?
- My bosses want this company.
Write a number
any number on this piece of paper, and let's make a deal.
(crinkling)
Brother.
- Get the hell out of my office.
Run tell your masters next time we meet,
they ain't gonna have to come looking for me.
I'm gonna be to see them.
Get the hell out of my office now, boy!
- Is everything okay?
- I'm good.
- The rapper, One Time, he wants to meet with you ASAP.
You sure everything is all right?
- I'm good.
- Okay.
(rustling)
- Come on, boy.
I'm gonna make it quick for you.
- Hey, it's raining.
- I know it's raining, bro.
I can see it's raining man.
Come on.
I got some shit I gotta tell you, man.
It's on some real shit.
Probably gonna make your head spin too.
Have you wondering who really killed Kenny Green.
Check it out.
Kenny was well respected out here in these streets, bro.
Everybody fucked with him.
Know what I'm saying?
So, a lot of the heavy's, they was going
to the top politicians, trying to get meetings
so they could talk about stopping the violence.
But at the same time, talk about all these killing's
that's going on.
How it's not them that's actually doing the killings.
Like, and they do shit, bro.
They do some of this shit,
but they ain't doing all of it.
And some of the shit they doing
is creating a bullshit ass atmosphere
for these dirty cops to just create all kinds of shit, man.
They go off and do hits.
All kinds of shit, bro.
Look, people don't believe this shit, man, but crime pays.
Crime really fucking pays.
Prison industry brings in, like, five million,
five billion a year, bro.
Google that shit if you think I'm lying, man.
Just think about it, bro.
You know what I'm saying?
We need poor people in this country.
Commit crime and be violent and all that shit.
Feed that beast.
And the mainstream media, they do all that talking
about the gangs and all that shit that's going on
in the streets.
But they wouldn't even let dudes, like, come and talk
on the tv show, like, iron out their differences.
Ain't that some shit?
- Something ain't right.
- This ain't no conspiracy shit, bro.
This is, like, this is the truth, man.
This shit is happening right now, man,
before our eyes.
Man, bro, I know a lot of shit, bro.
I know a lot of shit,
but I ain't courageous enough to go out
and speak about that shit, man.
Especially in my music.
You know what I'm saying?
I end up like Pac' or Kenny or some shit, man.
I ain't trying to go out like that.
Plus, like, on some real shit,
I get paid a whole lot of money to say ignorant shit
that don't matter, bro.
I know it sound fucked up, but it's the truth, man.
We all got our vices, man.
I got bills just like you got bills.
I like to eat.
I love filet mignon, man.
I can't help it, man.
I can't-
- You love red meat.
- Oh man, I eat it, bro.
I eat it.
On some real shit, them agents,
they the puppet masters,
and we just the puppets, man.
Our music create this bullshit environment.
It just, it just feeds the bullshit, bro
and then makes us targets for jail, murder,
and the industry's forever.
Don't none of these leaders speak up for us.
The only one who speak up for us is Minister Feracon, man.
Who killed Kenny Green.
- Perry's at her funeral.
- If anything ever happens to me,
please know it wasn't by accident.
- I know all the tricks of the business.
That's why I hated it when I was singing.
If anything happens, they better take me too
because it ain't gonna be a pretty future for anyone.
(indistinct chatter)
- So, you hanging with my enemy now?
- What you mean?
- Ramadan.
- Ramadan. Ramadan my homie, man.
Y'all got beef?
- Yeah, we got beef.
Look, I'm gonna tell you something,
and I never want you to repeat it.
Do you hear me?
- All right, man, what?
- Do you hear me? - Hey, get your crazy ass hand
out my face.
Why you acting all-?
Damn!
Ramadan must be knocking the bean flies
off that little ass.
Got you acting like this.
- Hell no.
Look,
you remember a rapper named Sean?
That was killed two years ago?
He was killed outside...
- I remember that.
I was a shorty, but I remember.
What's up?
- Well, he kept me from the public eye to protect me,
and he was my father.
And Ramadan killed him.
So, you get it now?
- Yeah, I get it.
(ominous music)
- Kenny spoke to me from his grave.
I'm not crazy.
I heard my baby's voice.
All because of that I had his body exhumed,
and I came here to let you guys know what's going on.
I hired another coroner, to perform another autopsy,
and all of my baby's organs had been stolen.
And they stuffed his body with newspaper!
- What?!
- They stuffed my baby's body with newspaper.
(crying)
Did you hear me?
Newspaper!
- I'm so sorry.
- In this 2006 article, USA Today estimates
that more than 16,800 families
have been represented in lawsuits
that claim that their loved one's
body parts had been stolen for
profit over the course of like, 19 years.
You okay?
- Yeah, babe, finish reading, I wanna hear this.
- Okay. Alright, so get this:
So, the world health organization estimates
that as many as 7,000 kidneys are illegally
obtained by traffickers every year.
Other organs, such as hearts, lungs, and livers,
and human tissue such as bones, tendons,
and other body parts are illegally harvested
al over the world for transplant.
For research, education, baby, this could
be connected to all this gang violence.
Simee, you okay?
Are you sure you're pregnant?
- Yeah, pregnancy number three.
Maybe my body just ain't meant to carry.
I can't deal.
I can't, I just can't do it.
- Baby, baby, don't talk like that.
This could be it for us.
- Babe, two miscarriages? In 10 years?
This is draining me.
- I just don't want us to give up.
I love you.
- I tried everything.
We eat organic foods, I clean the
house with chemical free products.
I just don't know, I don't know what else to do.
I'm sorry.
(phone buzzing)
- It's Amina.
- Hey, Amina.
Yeah, I'm okay.
He's right here.
Yes? (laughs) yes!
I'll let him know the great news!
Oh, thank you so much for your hard work.
Thank you.
Bye.
She just got off the phone with the DA.
They dropped all the charges to Shawn's murder.
(Simee laughing)
- Good news, good timing.
I love you.
- If I decide to keep this baby,
there are a lot of things you're
gonna have to change about yourself.
- Now, you should've thought about that
before you started letting me tap that.
I mean, I am who I am,
why you tryna change me now?
- Do you hear yourself?
Do you hear the words coming out of your mouth?
God, you act so immature
and ignorant sometimes!
- Okay, I might be a little ignorant,
but how am I immature?
Come on, really immature?
- Really immature, yes.
You're 40 years old!
And I've seen you, maybe, one time in a suit!
Not to mention you drive around with
the music blasting talkin' bout,
"Celine, watch this, Imma beat up the block."
Really? Who does that?
And, you still refer to women,
queens, goddesses, as "hoes"!
That's immature.
- That's just the way I talk.
And that's the only way I hear the lyrics to the music.
- It's immature.
And you need to expand your vocabulary.
- You know, it's ironic, oh-
ironic, that's a big word,
but it's ironic how you refer to me as immature
because I call women who behave immaturely "hoes".
I call women "women", and hoes "hoes," simple.
- Yeah, is it that simple?
So, what happens if this baby
right here is a little girl?
How would you feel, Terrence, if
some guy called her out of her name?
- First of all, I'll bust his damn head.
Second of all, Imma be a good daddy.
So my daughter ain't gonna never be no hoe.
Why you gotta point fingers at me, though?
- Baby, I'm not pointing fingers at you, I just,
I may be having your child, and I
want the father of my child to be a good example.
I want him to be somebody she can be proud of!
And I want him to be educated.
I know it's too late for you to go
back to high school and get your diploma,
but, dang, baby, read a book!
Self-educate yourself!
- Celine, I got my GED.
- Seriously, Terrence?
Oh, God, why did you allow this man to impregnate me?
- Now, see, that's an immature statement.
And you went to junior college,
and you're trying to talk about me. Yeah right.
- Oh, we both know I didn't go
to no doggone junior college.
- And we both know God didn't have
nothing to do with us having sex.
You know who I am and you still decide to sleep with me.
So I ain't gonna sit up here and let you accuse God.
Hell, one day I might decide to become a Christian.
Okay? And I ain't gonna let you get me
in trouble with the Lord, hallelujah.
(both laughing)
You see, look at that!
I make you laugh.
- Yeah, you do, and that's a good thing.
- Mmhmm.
- But I may be having your baby, Terrence.
And I'm gonna need for you to get a real job.
- Here we go. - No, no!
Seriously, doing security for
your brother at special events is not a real job!
I'm talking about a steady check, steady income.
- Celine, ooh, you just, you really
know how to dig in my ego, don't you baby?
You really know how to do it.
- I'm not digging at your ego.
I just, I want us to work towards this together.
I'm working towards being a better person,
I want you to do the same.
I know you gon' find what it is you love to do.
You gonna pursue it, and you gonna get it.
You know why?
Because I see you, you understand me?
I see you.
- Look at you trying to tug on my
heart and make me cry.
- I ain't trying to make you cry.
I love you.
- Do you really?
- Yes, I do.
And I have for a long time.
- And I love you too.
And you know what?
- What?
- I ain't gonna call another woman a "hoe."
We might have a daughter.
- Or a son, we don't want him
growing up calling women out their name either, right?
(both laughing)
Oh, boy, I'm having your baby.
And, you gonna marry me.
- You know, these hoes ain't loyal.
- Terrence!
(Terrence laughing)
- I'm just playing.
Baby, I love you.
- I love you. - Yes.
- But we not having sex no more
in that little ass room that you call a "home."
You gotta get your own place.
- Wait a minute, you just started
reading self help books, and now you wanna evolve me.
- Yes, we gotta family now.
- Yeah, we having a baby.
- Yes we are.
- You are so beautiful.
(birds chirping)
- You did the autopsy on my baby's body.
His name was Kenny Green.
- Pardon me?
- You did the autopsy on my baby's body.
His name was Kenny Green.
- I'm sorry, but I perform hundreds of autopsies.
- You stole all of his organs.
(gun shot)
(sad music)
Now my baby can rest in peace.
(sad music)
- Damn!
- Terrance, what's wrong, baby?
- Something don't feel right.
I need to go check on Rob.
- I thought you was helping me in the garden this morning.
- What happened was, baby, I got some meetings
I got to handle at the office this morning.
- You keep playing with me, you going to be eating
that death at those grocery stores.
- No, I'm not, that's my medicine right there.
I already know.
- Then act like it then.
So what do you want to to eat tonight?
- Sound like a loaded question, girl, trying to keep me--
- Boy, stop playin' with me.
- Your world famous navy beans and some Farina, please.
- (laughing) Done.
- Alright, babe, I gotta go.
- Yo man?
- Sorry, shnookums, pumpkin.
- (laughing) Mwa.
- I love you, baby.
- You better.
(dramatic music)
- What's up, boss?
- Hey.
I um, I think I'm going to be unavailable
for the next few days.
I want to take Simee to Cuba.
- I love it.
Okay, cool.
That's good.
- You think you can handle everything while I'm gone.
- I handle everything while you're here.
(laughing) Man, it's all good.
I mean, you guys go have some fun.
You both earned it.
- Thank you.
She deserves it.
- Yeah, yeah she does.
Alright, well I'll see you when you get back right?
- Alright, yeah.
- Alright.
- I appreciate you.
- Um, hmm.
(dramatic music)
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