Oh, come on, what?
(JJ) Well, that's good luck, bro.
(exhales)
I used to run under birds hoping to get hit.
Never did.
I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.
(coughing)
What? What happened?
Man, I can't believe you rented us that dope-ass beach house
and we keep crashing out here.
Who cares?
JJ's beach house is the place to be this summer.
Look, my Insta's blowing up!
So is my head, so let's...
We gotta stop mixing this stuff with our liquor.
No way. It's the only energy drink with the charge of an Angry Hippo.
And they follow me.
- So... - Hold on, fellas, I don't know.
Waking up at the beach does have its perks.
Oh, yeah.
And good mor--
- Liv? -(clears throat)
Nope. Not a word. Not a word.
(laughing)
Morning, Liv.
Yeah.
Pops, Pops, I think there's a fire.
(laughter)
No, he didn't.
What the hell are y'all doing?
- I'm cleaning house. - More like cheating.
If you ain't cheating, you ain't trying.
Y'all it is 7:00 a.m. in the morning.
Don't you have homes?
Not without nagging wives.
But I guess you have one now.
I got two.
Okay.
Look, y'all, I don't know if you realize, but Pops just had a major heart attack.
So, unless you want this to be your last game,
he needs rest
and I'mma need them cigars.
- Come on. All right. - Well, you got mine.
- My heart. My house. My rules. - Hey!
I'm trying to save you, Pops.
I'm trying to help you.
If you're really trying to help
you'll leave. You... You're bad luck.
All right, y'all can stay, but, no cigars or anything else that you can light up.
If I see smoke, y'all see the door.
When Pop rubs his nose like that that's when you know he's bluffing.
(exclaims) I got you now.
He's folding. What you got?
- Damn, I missed you, girl. -(chuckles)
These last three weeks seemed like forever.
Well, not according to JJ's Instagram.
Looks like you guys were having the time of your lives.
I guess things have gotten a little out of hand.
Listen, I'm not judging.
I mean, you busted your ass all of high school.
If anyone deserves some fun time before college, it's you.
Okay, but how about you?
You have fun in newspaper camp?
Okay, stop calling it that. Okay?
The journalism institute was...
I mean, it was amazing.
I mean, we learned research skills
and interview technique, ethics,
- you know... -(snoring)
Mmm...
- You're not funny. Okay? -(chuckles)
It was inspiring.
Okay, it was less about
how to write, and more about what to write.
You're already good at that.
Who knows, you know?
Maybe, I'll be as good with a pen as you are with a football.
Probably better.
Wait, don't you have that meeting with that gym sponsor today?
Something "nil rules"?
- N.I.L. Name, image and likeness. - Okay.
And the NCAA is finally allowing
college athletes to get paid for endorsements, so...
So, they wanna pay you to use your pretty little face?
What have I always told you, girl?
- I am special. -(chuckles)
- You're special all right. - Mmm-hmm.
- Dad. Hey, what's up? - Hey, hey.
- Hey, I got something for you. - Oh.
You can call it a late graduation gift. All right?
- Don't worry. It's not a tiara. -(chuckling) Okay.
- Thank you. - You got it.
You know, when you were a baby,
your mother loved testing her songs on you,
so she'd finish one, she'd bring it straight to your crib.
You were always the first to hear it.
Well, that's a lot of pressure.
Would I give it like a... Like a chubby little thumbs up or down?
Maybe a four rattle review.
Actually, yes.
But, you know, when you'd smile,
she just knew it was perfect because...
you were perfect.
And I'm pretty sure that after you were born she wrote every song for you.
So...
this should belong to you.
(chuckles nervously)
Her masters.
Every song she ever recorded.
They're yours now.
Um...
Wow. (chuckles)
Dad, I don't know what to say.
No need. Your smile says it all.
Spencer James.
- Hey. - Nice to meet you.
- Me, too. - Big fan.
- Let me show you around the gym. - Okay.
That's the gym.
Okay.
Is everything a'ight?
I had this pitch about how you exemplify everything I want my clientele to embrace.
Strength, body and character,
dedication, commitment,
overcoming adversity.
That sounds good to me.
Really? Not too... used-car salesman?
No, I never bought a car.
- But I like the pitch. - Well, I'm about to ruin it.
I can't pay you.
But I can give you a free membership.
This place may not have a fancy juice bar,
but I guarantee you it has everything you need.
All I'd ask from you is to use the gym,
give us a few shouts on social media
and maybe wear a shirt every once in a while.
Non-exclusive sponsorship.
You should have led with this.
(chuckles)
You don't have to decide right now.
Take the night.
And the shirt.
Thank you.
See you.
Hey.
Hey, what's the emergency?
Did I say there was an emergency?
"Hiding at Slauson Cafe so I don't kill my mom."
All caps.
That wasn't an emergency. That's a fact, okay?
That woman has been driving me nuts,
talking about, "When you coming home? Any luck with a job?"
She don't even know yet.
I got a job: avoiding her.
Well, how's apartment search coming?
Two weeks of "no's" and dirty looks,
probably 'cause I'm Black.
Probably 'cause I'm gay, but definitely 'cause I'm broke.
Yeah, nothing I can do about the first two, obviously,
but I can do something about the broke part.
What? We're gonna go set it off on a bank?
- I ain't driving. - No.
You need a roommate.
What? Look, no chance.
Okay? I'd probably will have Layla's luck.
I don't need some wack-psycho trying to launch me off a cliff.
Okay, well, how about a stable woman who loves you,
who would jump off of a cliff if it meant saving you?
Why wouldn't you just pull us back from the cliff?
Oh, my God, Coop. I am trying to ask you
- to just-- - Listen, I would love to move in with you.
-(man on TV) Here's the 2-2 pitch... - Nice.
- Definitely cool. - They got one in.
- Yo! - What's up, Spence?
There he is. Hey, how did it go?
They offered me a free membership.
All right.
And this T-shirt.
Mmm, solid material.
- Thin. - And comfy, too.
(JJ) Hold it. That's it?
What? A free membership?
Hey, and a dope T-shirt.
Nope. Take it off.
Angry Hippo DM'ed me and they wanna sponsor you
for the rest of the summer.
Okay, so I do both.
No, the deal's exclusive, right?
They wanna see you have fun.
Not slum it in some dinky gym.
Oh, and they wanna give you ten grand to rep the product.
Getting paid to party, that's not a bad deal, man.
And to top things off,
they wanna throw you a yacht party to celebrate.
- What? - Spence, dude, come on,
JJ got us the house,
you bring home the yacht.
- Pass me an Angry Hippo. - Yeah.
- Let's go. - Come on.
- Bring it home. - Yo, yo!
Yo, Spencer James is about to get charged.
- Feel the wheels, baby. Feel the wheels. - Yup.
-(laughing) Yup. - Okay. Okay.
Oh, that was great. Yeah.
They're gonna love this.
Oh, man.
Asher.
Your first official paycheck.
Of my first official paying job.
- So, it's a big day for you then. - Huge.
Have you heard anything from Jaymee, yet?
I haven't.
Is it normal for her to just bail on the job?
Tell you what? If I hear anything, you'll be the first to know.
Yeah.
Okay, I know it's low,
but everyone's gotta start somewhere.
During my first job, I was washing dishes at 12.
So, I have the job of a 12-year-old.
Keep up the good work.
Your cut of the tips.
Seventeen bucks?
Sorry, bad day.
(woman singing) I think it's love at first sight
It felt like the Earth moved in your eyes
I can see the future's you and me...
This is crazy good, Layla.
I mean, I remember your mom's voice being really good,
but l always just figured it was because my mom's was really bad.
Yeah, it's like she's... She's here in the studio with us.
Aww. No, no, don't cry.
Thanks. (sniffles)
- Oh. - I'm not made of stone.
Are you gonna do anything with it?
Uh, maybe, I don't... I haven't thought about it yet.
- Well, you should. - She's right.
Your mom's voice needs to be heard.
And not just by the teary-eyed trio in here.
(cell phone ringing)
Excuse me, ladies.
Yo, this is Clay.
No, I'm not crying. Man, what are you talking about?
I leave for three weeks and the whole world changes.
Changes how?
Well, Spencer and the boys are throwing a never-ending party at #JJ'sBeachHouse.
My parents are living in Crenshaw
and my roomie has a hot new boyfriend.
What, me and Clay?
No. No, no, no, that's not a thing.
Looks like a thing to me.
Well, maybe you should get you eyes checked 'cause it's definitely not.
Well, maybe you should get your eyes checked because it absolutely should be.
Okay.
What, not even one late-night hit it and quit it?
No prolonged eye-contact or accidental brushing of hands
- or intentional brushing of hands? - Liv, no.
We work together,
and even if I did feel some sort of thing towards him,
- it's just a line I would never cross. - Why not?
Men have literally been doing it for decades.
That's why not. 'Cause I'm not my father.
Okay, well, Clay works with you,
not for you.
There's a big difference. So, live your life.
Do your thing. He's hot.
- You know? -(chuckles)
Hey, how did it go at the gym?
That bad, huh?
Did he get pissed when you turned him down?
No, just disappointed.
Always so much worse.
Man, he understood though.
Even told me I can keep the shirt.
It just didn't feel right, man. I liked him.
- And his gym. - And the shirt.
Yeah, but I could really use the money, so...
Look, I think you did the right thing.
At the rate I'm going, I'm gonna be bussing tables till I'm 60.
I just don't wanna be one of those guys who peaked in high school, you know?
No, man, that ain't you.
We all know what you can do when you set your mind on something.
You just gotta find that again. It'll happen.
- Thanks, man. - Yeah.
Hey, you guys gotta see this.
Honestly not in the mood, JJ.
Me neither, man. Just flush it.
Trust me, this is way better.
(Simone) Okay, I'm on the bed, now what do you want me to do?
- Take off your shirt. -(Simone) Mmm-mmm, you first.
Come on.
(Simone) Come on, Boom Boom, take it off.
- Oh, yeah, Boom Boom, take it off. - Get outta here.
You know, I just think I'm cursed to live at home forever.
Girl, we've only been looking for a day.
No, we've only been looking for a day.
I've been looking for, like, two weeks now.
It's like when they see me coming, they think,
"Well, there goes the neighborhood."
Okay.
Okay, see this place just opened up.
It's a shared apartment but the pictures look great,
- and the price is right. - What's the catch?
Well, we just have to put down the deposit and sign a year lease, like, right now.
Without even seeing it in person?
I mean, it's first come, first serve and it can go any minute.
The good news is that they can't see us either.
Right, I mean, there's no, "There goes the neighborhood."
Right? So, curse reversed.
All right, sure, let's do it.
Oh, it's gonna be so cute.
Take it.
(all whooping)
- Nice. - You pounded that in hard, Boom Boom.
Look, I'm not gonna apologize for having a hot girl who finds me sexy.
I'm just happy you ain't focused on my girl anymore.
- Hey-- - Hey, our old-ass neighbors are coming.
Man, I hate those guys.
But we don't even know them.
Up for a little challenge, Boom Boom?
Okay, now I hate 'em.
Only we can call him Boom Boom.
No, no, please don't.
What do you think, huh? You ladies wanna play for real?
Huddle up.
Look, guys, we can beat these fossils.
- I could use the win. - Yeah? What about your heart?
It's just one game.
Honestly, I'm more worried about theirs.
Blue shorts over there looks like my grandpa.
All right, Spence, what do you say? Team Beverly one final time?
Might be the last time the four of us get to play on the same team.
As of next month, the training camp's starting at GAU in coastal.
We officially gonna be rivals again.
-(chuckles) - So, let's get it.
Get ready, grandpas.
You're about to be schooled.
All right, let's go. Let's do it.
Get it!
(inaudible)
Drop it!
Class dismissed, kids!
Yo.
What the hell just happened?
Ain't no way we should have lost that game.
Uh, I'm sorry, what?
That was... That was beach volleyball.
- Who cares? - I do.
And you should, too.
Okay, look, I know that you don't like to lose and all,
- but volleyball's not even our sport. - Just 'cause we lost, man.
We are at least 15 years younger than those guys and we couldn't keep up.
Okay, you think they can keep up with us in the football field?
At this rate, yeah.
Look, we losing our edge, bro.
Can you imagine if we showed up to practice looking like that?
We won't. I promise you that, all right?
We have another month before we need to get in shape, all right?
Can you just relax?
Try to have some fun.
I know that you don't like to do either of those things but...
Yeah.
Mr. Fleming, we thought these would be pictures of the actual apartment.
Well, I'm not a mind reader.
Yeah, well, that's the reason why we signed the lease.
And now you can enjoy them whenever you want.
Or we could just leave right now.
You signed a one-year lease and the deposit's non-refundable.
Okay, so, we're stuck here?
With an alley view and stains on the walls
and the floors and everywhere else?
And who the hell are they?
The ad said "shared space."
Okay, we didn't think you meant shared bedrooms.
Again, not a mind reader.
I'll let you settle in.
How's it going?
- Good. - Good.
That went good.
What are we gonna do?
I don't know, maybe...
Maybe this flat isn't so bad?
I mean, I say we give it a chance.
How does one man make such a mess?
Um...
You know what, let's not worry about that right now.
My pops went on a walk, so we have at least 30 minutes.
- For what? -"For what?" You know for what.
We got the whole house to ourselves.
I got a fine girl over.
Well, but what if he comes home? We're supposed to be studying.
Well, we are studying. Yes.
- Um, sex Ed. - Oh,
And I need some private tutoring.
Come on, does that... Did that line actually work for you back in the day?
You know it did.
What the hell is this?
- Um, Willie, we were really just-- - Just what?
Wiping down my table with your behind?
We thought you were on a walk.
So, that gives you the green light to play your little sex games all over my house?
Why is that okay,
but I can't play cards with my buddies?
Pops, that's different.
Okay, you had a heart attack. And...
And you were smoking cigars all night.
But you can disrespect your mother's dining room
with a little afternoon delight.
Okay.
Oh, are you serious?
Damn.
Hey, party people, this is Spencer James.
And I love partying with Angry Hippo Energy Drink.
- That's the worst thing I've ever heard. - Come on, how many of these I gotta do?
Till it doesn't seem like terrorists are you holding you at gun point.
I mean, just loosen up a little.
Have some fun with it. I know it's hard for you.
Why does everybody keep saying that?
- I know how to have fun. - Then prove it.
All right? Say something like,
"Nothing charges me up like an Angry Hippo.
It makes me wanna...
roar!"
I'm not saying that.
Well, you gotta say something.
All right. (exhales)
What up? This is Spencer James...
(JJ) Cut.
(Jess) When you asked me to move in with you,
I never imagined it would be like this.
(Doty) So, move back in with your parents.
You're the one who told me to follow my dreams.
(Jess) Well, I never would have said that if I knew how fast you'd give up on them.
(Doty) At least I had dreams. You just latched on to mine.
(Jess) Yeah, now we're living in a dump with two strangers
who may be serial killers for all we know.
(Doty) Shut your mouth.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Wait, are we the bad roommates in this situation, like...
I don't know, but I liked them better when they were not talking.
No, no, we gotta get out of here,
that is the first shower that's ever made me feel dirty.
There. They stopped.
Now, we can finally get some sleep.
Okay. Love you.
(bed squeaking)
Oh, my God.
Okay, yeah, we gotta get out of here.
Hey.
What are you still doing here?
I am working on the next big hit.
Oh, exciting.
I took a shot at remixing one of your mom's songs.
I added some music that really brings out her voice.
It's got a cool trip-hop vibe. You're gonna love it.
You remixed my mom's music? Who said you could do that?
I just wanted to try something.
Uh, it isn't yours to try something with.
And neither am I, for that matter.
What are you talking about?
Uh, I don't appreciate you using my mom's music
in some warped attempt to hit on me.
- Chill, that's not what this is. - Okay.
Then you took something that belonged to me
and you changed it without my permission.
You don't have to use it. It's not a big deal.
You crossed the line, Clay. It is a very big deal.
It's getting late. I'mma head out.
(song playing)
This is amazing.
(scoffs)
Well, tell that to Clay. He's the one that did it...
- Without asking me. - Uh-oh.
Do you like it?
It doesn't matter.
The music was mine, and more importantly, it was mom's.
He had no right to take it.
Obviously, he doesn't respect my boundaries.
Professionally or personally?
We work together. There is no personal.
Okay, I, uh...
I know that given my history,
you wouldn't expect me to disagree with you,
but it's your life, Layla. It's your call.
And I understand that this is a trigger for you,
and you wanna protect your mom,
but she would have really loved this.
Yeah, I know she would have.
You know, what Clay did was wrong and he should have asked you first,
but is that really why you're this upset?
- Hey. - Hey.
Sorry. Oh, my God.
Yes! Feels so good in here.
It does. I can marry the man who invented the AC.
I said what I said.
What's going on?
- Is your mom here? - No, why?
We need a lawyer.
What happened now?
Why are you looking at me?
Whatever.
Okay, my mom is staying with my grandpa right now.
And trust me, you do not wanna go over there.
So, is there anything I can do?
I appreciate it, but I don't think you're the right Baker woman for the job.
Unless you know how to deal with scam artist slumlords.
I mean, I need to get to the boy's yacht party, so talk fast.
I forget, who's sponsoring this party again?
Angry Hippo.
Well, it's cool that they're throwing this party just for you.
You really are special.
(Spencer) You want that poster for your room?
Then why would I need you?
That's cold. That is cold.
Hey, has anyone heard from Asher? My texts aren't going through.
Yeah, he had work this morning, but I think he should be here.
Okay.
We might get better reception on the upper deck.
- We should get a chocolate strawberry. - Yeah.
Still feeling bad about turning down that crappy gym?
What gym?
You know what, I don't think we're the only All-Americans here.
Isn't that Connor Murphy?
Yo, that dude was a shoo-in for the Heisman Trophy.
- Then he just disappeared. - Yeah, I wonder what happened to him.
Looks like he's doing just fine.
-(laughs) - Uh-oh.
(Jordan) Well, well, well.
Garçon, could you get us a few drinks?
Okay, sure, Boom Boom. What do you want?
All right, look, let's be clear for a second.
When Simone says it, it's sexy.
When you guys say it, it just ain't cool.
Look, I couldn't get out early,
so it was either go home change and possibly miss the party
or just come straight from work.
You feel like you made the right decision?
I mean, at least I had a pin-striped shirt.
The Hangout has style.
Look, I only took this stupid job
to pay Jacob back for the college money, all right?
And to sniff around that Jaymee girl.
Come on, Ash.
Yeah.
Yeah. Well, look, she disappeared and I'm stuck cleaning up garbage.
Look, man, you're also on a yacht, surrounded by beautiful women.
So let's just focus on that
instead of some girl that you barely even know.
Yes.
Look, we're here to try to have some fun. Let's go, boys.
Chocolate strawberries.
Uh...
I know you didn't just slap my hand.
Touch my thermostat again, and I'll slap something else.
- Laura's cold. - You're telling me.
What was that?
Look, instead of insulting my wife and hitting me,
- I think you should be thanking us. - For what?
Taking away my cigars,
not letting me drink, telling me what to eat?
Pops, do we have to do this every damn week?
We are trying to save your life.
Only so you can annoy me to death.
- You're cramping my style. - Cramping your style?
- Yes. - Listen here, old man.
All right, all right. That's enough!
Honestly...
zip it, go to your room.
Are you putting me in a time out?
No, I'm putting both of you in a time out.
Go to your rooms.
Now!
(sighs)
(Connor) Spencer James.
- Hey. - Been wanting to talk to you.
Same, same.
It's kind of busy in there, right?
- Oh, all part of the job. - Yep.
See companies like Angry Hippo,
they pay me to make sure their parties go off
and I never disappoint.
- It sounds like a good gig. - I mean, it doesn't suck.
But if I had NIL rules in college, things would've been different.
See, when I played, there were no endorsements, no money.
The most we could hope for was a pat on the back,
and that's only when we won.
Is that why you quit playing?
What did you hear?
I heard different things.
I heard you got injured,
I heard you didn't get along with your coach, I heard you--
Blew off practices because I was partying?
I heard that, too.
See? None of the money and all of the blame.
And who cares if I was partying?
Why should guys like us have to put in more work than everyone else
- when we're better than them? - I always try to.
Exactly.
But joke's on them because now,
my life's one big party.
- Selfie? - Yeah.
All right.
Angry Hippo!
- All right, I'll tag you, bruh. - Yes, sir.
(JJ sighs)
Hugo, the Angry Hippo, wouldn't take a picture with me.
Never meet your heroes, right?
- Hey. - Oh, I'm good. Thank you.
Uh, I'm... I'm not a waiter.
Oh. (chuckles)
That's embarrassing.
- Yeah, look, let's start over. I'm-- - Spencer James.
No!
But I get that a lot.
But that is him, right?
I heard he's like the next DeSean Jackson.
I have to meet him.
Yeah, that... That happened.
Wow, you want me to kick her ass?
I'll do it.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure Olivia will take care of that.
Yeah, well, trust me, you dodged a bullet.
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, it's not like I have money to take her out.
Look, quality women don't care about that stuff.
Which is why you're not gonna find any at this party.
- You're here. - Touché.
So as one of the only quality women on this boat,
what do you care about?
Lately, I'm happiest being the boss.
Doing things on my terms and my terms only.
You know, too much of my life has been out of my hands for too long.
That's intense.
I don't know, what makes you happy?
And don't say money because, you know,
you weren't always happy when you had that, either.
I really don't know anymore.
It seems like everything I like just goes away, you know.
I kind of wish I was more like JJ.
(laughing) I'm an angry hippo.
I don't think anyone's ever said those words before.
But, yeah, maybe we should all be more like JJ.
He takes things at face value,
lives in the moment, goes after what he wants.
So we should always ask ourselves, "What would JJ do?"
WWJJD.
- Let's drink to it. Cheers to that. - Hey.
(laughter)
- You want me to get you an autograph? - No, thanks.
I was in middle school when he was a freshman in college.
Everybody thought he was going to the NFL.
Why didn't he?
He got a lot of excuses.
I just think he didn't have a great work ethic.
Not like my girl
who just spent the summer at newspaper camp.
Seriously, If you call it that one more time, I'm gonna throw you overboard.
Sorry.
No, but it did get me thinking about Coop and Patience.
That whole landlord thing was, like, really screwed up.
My mom said there's nothing she can do legally,
but it would make a really good story.
I mean, they're not the only two to fall for that scam.
Journalism institute to the rescue.
How hard was it for you to not call it newspaper camp?
Hardest thing I've ever done in my life.
Yo, yo! Party back at our place.
(man on TV) And there's a 3-2 pitch down the middle. And that's a strike!
(groans) Just took a beating.
Gotta make it up on the next game.
I'd go home team.
The other team's a mess,
and shortstop missed batting practice all week.
I'm pretty sure his injury's worse than they're letting on.
And their catcher was in a Twitter fight with his girlfriend all night.
So his head's not in the game.
You really think so?
Yeah.
I mean, what players do outside the game
matters almost as much as what they do in it.
I've learned that from experience.
All right, you convinced me.
But if they lose, you owe me.
Add it to my tab.
Woo-hoo-hoo!
That is good.
What's up, what's up? I'll do this real quick.
Hey, what's up y'all? This is Spencer James.
And there is nothing me and my friends love more
than getting charged by Angry Hippos.
- What? - Wait, What the hell was that?
It's just something I gotta do for my new sponsor. What's up?
- Hey. - Glad y'all could make it.
Yeah, yeah. Don't feel too special.
'Cause we'd rather be anywhere else, but our place.
Yo, ain't that the guy that showed up drunk at the playoffs a few years ago?
Yeah, he comes with the drink.
Never imagined you'd be living like this.
What, a million dollar beach house?
No, I meant, "What up? What up? This Spencer James,
live with my stank drank and some groupies." Like, what?
Yeah, I know it's summer, and everybody's supposed to be having fun,
but I'm starting to feel surrounded by people I don't wanna end up like.
Sounds like our new apartment.
Which is why we're hanging out at your frat house tonight.
Man, this is kind of a new look for you.
I just don't know if it's a look I like.
Come on.
Am I allowed out of my room yet?
You keep this up and I'm gonna send you to bed with no dinner.
You'll be doing me a favor with the way you cook.
(chuckling)
All right. You know what?
I know it's not easy having us here.
That's the understatement of the year.
You have no idea how aggravating that boy is.
Oh, really?
Because the only person that's lived with him longer than you is me.
Talk to him.
- Tell him he's-- - What?
Pushy, inconsiderate,
hardheaded, impatient, just like his old man?
Already done.
Look, he's your son, Willie,
and I know how important he is to you.
And you and Billy, you've made so much progress.
Don't throw it away.
I'd hate to think that the only way for you two to be close...
is from a distance.
Well, thanks for meeting me. I know you're a busy man.
When you said on the phone
you were doing a piece on local entrepreneurs
for The LA Tribune, I couldn't resist.
So how did I land on your radar?
Well, a journalist isn't supposed to reveal her sources,
but I think it's important that we be up-front with each other.
These two just signed a lease with you
based off of some beautiful photos that they saw online.
But the place wasn't quite as advertised, was it?
I thought this was a human interest story.
I'm not a mind reader,
but I'm sure some humans would be very interested
to learn how you catfish people with apartments.
They signed a legally binding contract.
If they have a problem, I'll see them in court.
Well, I'll let you know when the story drops.
Am I supposed to be scared?
You should be.
Look up Crenshaw Cathy.
Or what happened to the police who killed Tamika Pratt.
You know what, and while you're at it,
why don't you give my podcast a listen? You might actually learn something.
You wanted to see me?
Um...
Your remix was really good.
I shouldn't have done it without asking.
But I'm not about to take another lashing from you
for trying to do something nice.
Why did you do it?
You're not used to people thinking of you first, are you?
I guess I wanted to surprise you.
Um, because you like my mom's music that much or because you like me?
Yes... to both.
- But it won't happen again. - Yeah, I know.
Look, you've made it mad clear you're not interested in me personally,
and I'm trying to respect that.
But you keep looking at me like that, I'm gonna have to do something.
So then do something.
Did that happen because you liked the remix that much,
or because you like me?
It happened 'cause I wanted it to, now shut up.
Yes, ma'am.
(Connor) Great call, my man.
You're right about that shortstop. Kid looked like a wounded gazelle.
I'm glad everything worked out for you.
That's your cut for helping me out.
- What? - Whoa, what is that, like, $500?
You gotta bet big to win big, right?
Hey, who do you like for tomorrow's games?
- I honestly haven't thought about it. - Well, you should.
You got a real talent for this.
Should we find a room to celebrate?
Yo, I told you, bro, that bird crap hooked you up.
It's all done. You guys are free and clear.
Well, I guess you were the right Baker woman for the job.
Like, I can't believe he fell for your bluff.
It wasn't a bluff. I'm doing the story.
I mean, if I don't, he's just gonna keep scamming people. He's going down.
Remind me to never get on your bad side.
I never thought I'd be so happy to go back home.
You don't have to. I found you a place.
Bad news is, it's another shared space,
but it actually has a really nice view.
And a pool.
Is this for real?
We gotta be your maids or something?
No, but I mean, with, you know, my parents in Crenshaw,
and, I mean, Layla's always at work
and the boys are at the beach house, it's lonely here.
This is too much, Liv.
Like, we can't let you do this.
No, I can.
Because my pops told me, don't ever turn down a mansion.
At least here, we ain't got to hear those loud sex noises all night.
Well, I never promised that, so...
Okay.
- You're going somewhere? - Florida.
Come on, man. How old are you?
We get in a few fights and you're running away?
I ain't running nowhere.
Bum ticker, remember? I'm flying.
Uh, no, Dad, you're not.
Yes, Son. I am.
But I ain't doing it 'cause I'm mad.
I'm doing it because I love you.
All right. What... What are you talking about?
If we keep living together,
we're gonna start hating each other again.
Neither of us want that.
All right, well, then, me and Laura, we'll move out.
We'll hire somebody.
Florida is good for me.
My friend Jerome said I could stay with him.
He's got a sweet setup.
Oceanview, live-in nurse, and walking distance from the track.
Could you please--
Maybe it's not the worst idea.
He gets to have his independence,
and we know that he's taken care of.
Listen to your wife.
She's a smart woman.
She made me realize you and I are best from a distance.
But that's not exactly what I meant.
So how long are you gonna be away?
Maybe a month,
maybe forever.
But I'll visit.
All right, well, I don't want to argue anymore, so...
I guess the only thing that's left to say is that...
I love you, too.
I ain't gonna argue with that.
The house is yours now, son.
Do whatever you want, just don't sell it.
Too many good memories.
No, no, it's... It's always gonna be yours.
Laura and I, we'll take good care of the place.
Hmm.
Yeah.
Rise and shine, Boom Boom.
- Nice shirt. - Comfy, too.
So, no more Angry Hippo?
- It wasn't for me. Not my style. - Yeah?
So, what you gonna do about the money?
I'll work for it like I always do.
By the way, we're not waiting a month to get in shape.
Training starts now.
- Wait. - Come on.
Come on!
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