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Oh, wow.
Whoa!
You hungry?
Come on, let's go.
Baby, like, oh
How'd you do the thing The way that you do it…?
You excited?
-Yeah. -Yeah?
Nothing
She be walking 'round so confident…
Is that who I think it is?
-Go on. -Hey. Please, follow me.
Okay, here we are, your favorite table.
-Thank you. -Thanks, Whitney.
Of course.
Okay. Aren't you walking in here like the man?
I mean, I should be. You know, I got you, so…
-Oh, smooth. -Mm.
Welcome to the Linden, sir. Is this your first time here?
No, no, not mine.
-No? -No.
-How about you, young lady? -Yes.
Ooh, well, welcome.
I hear you're celebrating a full ride to Howard University tonight.
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
Now, I named this restaurant after the famous Linden Boulevard,
which stretches from… from Brooklyn to Queens.
And on that one street, we're Black, Italian, Jewish, Puerto Rican, everything.
So I thought the best way to never miss home
is to prepare a menu with all of my favorite things.
That's so lovely.
Thank you.
And also, anything you want on the menu, have it.
We trying to keep you in the family, ya know?
Thank you.
Congratulations. You ought to be very proud of yourself.
I am.
Hey, I'll see you later.
-All right. Thanks, chef. -Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy.
Thank you.
What's up?
Do you, uh, you still wanna be together in college?
What? Where…
Where's this coming from?
Well, no, I mean…
Howard's no longer a wish, so…
Justin.
Look, I'm-- I'm just asking.
Yes. I wanna stay together. Why…
Why wouldn't we?
I mean, I really just hope I don't get into Northwestern.
Chicago's just so far away from you.
Well…
Are you sure? Because Northwestern is one of the best schools in the country.
Yeah, and one of the most rigorous. I mean, it would…
It'd be hell for me.
Okay, what about the music school?
Is that something to try and transfer into?
If I'm gonna go to school for four years,
at least it has to be something I'm excited about,
like the music programs at Berklee
or NYU, you know?
Then you'll only be a train ride away.
Your mom's gonna think you sabotaged your application if you don't get in.
No, no, no, not if I'm being proactive, all right?
And I hit her with the completed music portfolio,
and the-- the best damn application at NYU.
I mean…
Okay, how you feel about tomorrow?
I'm nervous.
Why?
Because I don't know how my dad and George are gonna act,
how my mom and my dad are gonna act.
My dad's…
He's a lot.
Uh, what does that mean?
The champ is here! The champ is here!
-What do you mean? -Champ is here.
Do-do-do-do-do!
The champ is here.
Dad, we're trying to pray.
Oh, shit. I mean, my bad. My bad, my bad.
-Tell God I said, "What's up?" -Come here, girl.
I love it when he comes, but he disrupts things,
especially for my mom.
It's just been you and your mom all this time?
-Yeah. -Can I have this moment?
I flew all this way. I'm not missing any moments.
Especially with you looking so good.
Just stop before you start.
Ay, Mami, why you so flustered?
-I'm… -Huh?
-I can't… -Dad, chill.
-You're scaring her away. -You pushing me? Gimme my camera.
-Come on. -I know he loves me…
I know it's a little late, but you think we should get back together?
No.No.
But I actually think it's hard for him.
My granddad got drafted by the San Diego Padres,
but he never got called up to the majors.
Thanks, Dad.
Urk…
I'm proud of you.
Thanks.
No, I'm proud of you.
So when my dad got drafted by the Atlanta Braves,
George told him to go to college instead.
Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats.
So my dad went to college, then the coach that recruited him left.
And my dad just got stuck on the bench.
He didn't get drafted again.
-We live now, baby! We here! -Did George regret it?
-Granddad! -He has a lot of guilt.
And my dad is… He's not mad.
He's just still trying to prove George wrong.
All right, y'all, say Howard!
Howard!
He's played baseball all over the world.
No, I mean, that's-- that's cool that his job takes him all over the world.
Yeah, it's cool when you're looking at him like a person,
but not so cool when you just miss your dad.
Damn, I'm sorry. I didn't even…
Oh, no, it's cool.
We found our way.
He sends me pictures of wherever he is, and then I send him pictures back.
Oh, that's why you take pictures of random things.
-Pictures just became easier than words. -Mm.
One day I'm gonna take all of our best daddy-and-me photos and just
put them in a photo album and name it "Wish You Were Here."
Dude, what are you doing?
Bro, I'm just texting Keisha.
"Wish…
you were here."
-All right, I got it. -All right, man.
Hey, you in way too deep.
-You mad you ain't hitting shit. -Yeah, all right, I'm mad.
Who?
-What? -Chloe?
Yeah. I mean, it ain't nothing serious. You know.
We just…
We fucking around.
Her dad's still a lawyer.
I know her dad's still a lawyer, but she's good peoples.
We agreed that, senior year,
we're gonna have fun until I leave after graduation.
Wow. They start football training that soon?
-Uh-huh. -Crazy.
Come on. Dude, come on. No, no, no.
Focus on ass-whooping. Give her a minute to respond.
I'm just trying to see how her signing day went.
-"Trying to see…" She gonna tell you. -Bro, shut up.
-Ah, there she is. -Justin, she ain't going nowhere.
-You gonna scare her away. I'm serious. -Hey.
Hey, babe!
Hey.
-Okay. -Where are you?
I'm out with Tammy and the girls.
-Where? -They got me on at some day party.
The seniors at St. Bernard's skipped-- Oh, my God.
Say hi to Tammy!
-Hey. -Hi, Justin. Bye, Justin.
I just wanted to, you know, see how your signing day went.
Okay. We're trying to take a picture. One second.
Wait, babe. I gotta go, I'm so sorry. Tammy, Tammy! Get me in the picture.
Okay.
-What? -Nothing.
I just-- If you can't handle her being out with her friends for one day,
no way you're gonna be able to handle when y'all are in two different cities.
Bro, fuck you!
I'm dead-ass. Bro, look at you. You look sick. You good?
-Bro, play the game. Play the game. -Okay, I'll play the game.
Okay, all I'm saying is, if you don't get into Northwestern, apply to Howard,
'cause your ass ain't surviving without your Keisha.
What up?
-Hey, how you doing? -What's up, bro?
What's up, man?
I mean, come on. Is this a party or what?
Y'all treating this like some damn meet-and-greet.
My baby girl finally get into the school of her dreams.
Full ride. Daddy ain't gotta pay no bills.
Come on! We supposed to be partying!
-Come on. Where the music at? -George, get your son.
I'm just here for the food.
-Is it ready yet? -Almost.
Whoo!
Your dad's kind of funny, honestly.
How old is he?
Chloe, don't start.
-What? Nothing wrong with having a zaddy. -Chloe.
-I'm just fucking with you. -Chloe, I'm not playing.
-Or him. -Hey, Keisha.
Oh my God! Tammy!
You look so good!
-Oh my God! -You look so cute!
Thank you.
Okay. I did not mean it like that. Don't do that.
George is looking really mad.
-Urk. -Yeah?
Which one of these cats your boyfriend?
Dad, don't.
You?
Nah, that's him.
Oh.
You the boyfriend?
Huh.
Okay.
You the one I gotta shake down, huh?
Dad, don't do that.
Yeah, I-- I guess.
All right, well, where the music at?
Heard you was a DJ.
Nah, nah, not exactly.
Oh.
So, maybe I'm confused about what you're doing.
What about school?
Heard you was going to Northwestern.
-I'm not sure about that yet. -Sorry, can't hear you. Can you speak up?
Yeah, yeah, I mean, I applied, but…
Uh, I mean, I don't know for sure until December.
Hell. Urk.
Hm?
Boyfriend don't seem confident.
If you gonna be dating my baby, gotta know where you going in life.
Dad.
-No, yeah. I-- -Yeah, no.
-See the world don't need another Quincy. -Yeah, I know.
-I'm sorry, I, um… -Shelly!
Get him.
I'm just, I'm trying…
-Um… -You gotta relax.
-Okay. Yeah. -Relax, relax. All right?
-I'm relaxed. -Yeah, relax.
Let me hear some of your music.
You make music, right?
-He does. -Uh, yeah.
Okay, well,
a party…
usually have music, right?
Yep.
-Well, let's hear some of yours. -Mom.
Justin, you don't have to if you don't want to.
-You ain't gotta do that. -You good.
-Y'all don't wanna hear his music? -We already heard his music.
I ain't heard it. I'm curious.
Am I the only one in here that's curious?
Look, just play them "Not Okay."
-That's a good one. -It's my favorite.
-Will Brittany get the speaker? -Okay. Okay.
-What's the name? -"Not Okay."
"Not Okay." Yeah, I wanna hear that.
It's the Bose speaker on your Bluetooth.
-Bose? -Yeah.
Got it?
-Okay, hold up. -Okay.
Okay, Justin.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey, hey, hey.
Yeah? Yeah?
Okay, Justin.
Right? I see you.
Okay, Justin!
My favorite one.
-You were right. -Where the rest of the song?
No, it's…
uh, it's-- it's a beat.
-Oh, so you just a beat-maker. -Quincy.
What? I can't ask him a question?
You're killing the vibe.
Justin, that was really good. That was really good.
I was feeling it. A little bop.
Yeah, me too. I was feeling it too. I was feeling it. Till it left me hanging.
If you gonna make a career outta this,
you gotta make songs.
Making beats ain't gonna get you pulled up to the big show.
You gotta be like Kanye.
You gotta make the beat, write the lyrics, perform and control the marketing.
Last time I checked, ain't nobody buying no damn role players.
Quincy. You got a song?
Ooh!
He cut him off real quick.
You know I ain't got no song, Pop. You know I play baseball.
You play baseball? Or you playing at life?
All right. I'm gonna need everybody to take a deep breath.
Breathe.
We're all here to celebrate my baby getting into Howard.
-That's right. Come on! -Yeah!
Looking good, baby girl. Yeah!
-Yeah. -HU. Come on, you know.
Urk!
HU.
And if you ain't here for that, you can leave.
-And there's the door. -Exactly.
But I'mma play some music because y'all need to chill.
-Thank you. -And he need to get off the bottle.
And come get some of this food too. It's a party. We celebrating Keisha.
We got ribs, beans, greens, potatoes. You know.
Okay!
You are cold.
My man.
Everybody move your body
Now do it…
It's nice meeting you, boyfriend. Good luck getting into Northwestern.
You move and groove
Hey, DJ, keep playing that song…
Come on, Jaden. Let's go. Please.
You barely touched your breakfast.
You told me to eat until I was full. That's what I did.
Well, in an hour, you're gonna be starving.
I'm gonna pack this to go.
-Hey. -Morning.
-Uh… -Some bagels…
-Bro, you stay sleeping. -Never get caught snoring.
Oh! Chill out, brother.
Hey. Hey!
You know you're gonna get in, right?
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Jaden, get your bag.
Yeah, but give me an update on that earnings report, please.
I need
to track the Fed movement closely on that one.
Yeah, okay.
Thank you, Larry.
Bye.
Okay.
-Hey. -Hey.
I'm in.
What?
I'm in.
You're in?
-Yes, Mom. I'm in. -You're in.
You're in.
You're going to Northwestern! You're going to Northwestern!
Oh wow! My God!
Wow! I'm so proud of you.
How do you feel?
Uh, it doesn't seem real.
Well, you better believe it's real. All those prayers I prayed.
-Did you call your dad? -Not yet.
We gotta call your dad!
Mom, no. I wanted to tell you first.
Oh.
Oh my God.
This is what it looks like when hard work pays off.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
I'm so proud of you.
Hey, babe.
I told you! I told you!
My baby out here doing it. Keeping the legacy alive!
Uh, it's weird to say…
…but I'm sorry you got into Northwestern.
Oh, my God.
Here are your fake congrats balloons.
-You know, honestly? -Hm?
I'm actually relieved.
Huh?
Keisha.
-Hi, Mrs. Edwards. -Hi.
-Today's a big day. -He did it!
And you were such a positive force in his life.
Thank you so much for all your support.
Justin, your dad is coming home from the restaurant soon.
What do you want for dinner? Mom's gonna fix you anything you want.
Uh, something low-key is-- is good.
Okay, whatever.
You never wanna make a fuss. I guess that's my job, because…
Jeanine!
Girl!I know!
Hold on one second.
Keisha, if you wanna stay for dinner, let me know.
-I will. Thank you, Mrs. Edwards. -So good to see you.
-Okay. -Okay.
Here.
Thank you!
Girl! I-- Listen, God did.
Your mom hasn't been that excited to see me since we started dating…
the first time.
Uh, well.
Uh, good news wiped her memories clean. So…
Okay, Justin, um…
What's going on? Now you're happy that you got accepted?
I mean, look, you saw her.
All right? Now I'm-- I'm suddenly the golden child,
and you are the positive force in my life.
Yeah, but are you happy?
What happened to you wanting to be in New York?
I mean, look, Keisha, your dad's right.
All right? Music… music is just another pipe dream.
Don't listen to my dad.
But it's not just your dad, all right?
You know how many kids work their asses off making really good beats
that just end up on SoundCloud?
What do I do, whine about getting accepted to one of the greatest colleges ever?
I mean, no, it's time to grow up, all right? And be realistic like you.
Whoa.
Look, I'm practical because that's how I'm gonna make a life for myself,
and I'm okay with that. But you don't have to worry about that.
Your parents got to where they are
so that it'd be easier for you and your brother
to have big dreams and to go for them.
Look, I don't know what to say
other than to just give you the advice that you gave me.
Talk to your parents.
It is what it is.
I'm going.
You give up too easily.
I didn't give up on us. I didn't give up on you.
Yeah, but you did.
The only reason we're together is because I traveled across the country
to get you back.
Do you know why I was so drawn to you?
It's 'cause you're so honest.
I never have to guess how you feel,
and I just really don't want you to lose sight of that for yourself.
Oh, no, no, no, fuck.
What? What is it?
Chloe, she didn't get into Stanford.
That's-- that's her dream school.
She's devastated.
I mean, um, go.
-You sure? -Yeah.
-Sure. -Um…
Mm, okay.
All right.
-I'll see you, okay? -Bye.
Girl! We won, honey! MVP, bitch!
Next in line.
Is that Justin?
Yeah. He knows I'm with you.
He's just been all over the place lately.
What do you expect? You're dating an Aries.
Also, what does he have to spiral about?
Seriously, do you know how fucking hard that school is to get into?
Tell him to suck it up and make his beats on the weekend.
He won't have time, okay? And he hates school.
You know, with his ADHD, and then he doesn't wanna take meds.
Then why the fuck did he apply early decision to Northwestern?
His mom.
-Right. -But…
I'm here for you, okay?
What are you thinking?
-I'm gonna get a strawberry donut. -Uh-huh?
And a matcha green tea horchata and a taro from the other side.
-Yeah, that's right. -Yeah.
Eat your feelings, because what? 'Cause fuck Stanford.
-Fuck Stanford! -Yeah! Fuck Stanford!
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
You know what? I'm getting the strawberry and the tiger tail.
-That's my girl! -Next guest, please?
-Let 'er rip. -Hi. Um, can I have a strawberry…
Time, time, time
Sunrise-rise
We can take our
-So you home yet? -Uh, almost.
Wow, so you've… I mean… you've, you've, you've…
been out all that time.
-Uh, yeah. -Okay.
Well, I mean, I'm just trying to, you know, make sure you're safe.
Okay, thank you.
So, uh, how's-- how's Chloe?
She's okay.
-Your mom home? -Nope.
Well, can I come over?
I can't tonight.
Why, what are you doing?
Um…
You don't wanna Uber up to me?
Justin, I'm tired.
Well, how 'bout I come down to you?
-No. -Why?
You hanging out with your Howard boyfriend?
Okay, good night, I'm done.
That little nigga clingy as hell.
Like that last piece of dookie hanging on for dear life.
-Daddy, ew! -What?
You want some?
You know, at least Mom
pretends not to, like, listen in on my conversations.
Look, real talk though, baby girl.
Justin… Justin's a real good kid.
-Mm-hmm. -He is.
But for some reason,
that boy is lost.
-What? -I know. I know.
How can an absent deadbeat dad give his daughter advice?
Well, you're not a deadbeat dad.
Yeah, but I'm absent.
But that's how I know what the hell I'm talking about.
Shit, when I was his age, I was lost too.
There was a time when…
when I was riding the bench,
wasn't getting in the game, mad at God.
But what you don't know is that I made your mama my distraction.
She was my prize.
Mm. That's how I ended up getting her pregnant.
-What? -It wasn't on purpose.
You know, it wasn't on purpose. We knew how to be safe, but…
but we wasn't.
Now my Black ass is out here still chasing this dream.
Is Justin making you his prize, Keisha?
He would never do anything to hurt my future.
Boys in love don't mean to hurt you.
They don't mean to get you pregnant.
Shit, they don't mean to leave you.
That's just the way it is.
That's why… why you gotta stay the course.
Focus on you.
-Don't put all your eggs in one basket. -Okay, stop, stop.
All right. I'm sorry. I mean, you know me. You know how I do.
When I open my mouth, I don't know when to shut it.
Just know that I've been working really hard to fill my own basket.
Like you have no idea. And I've been doing a pretty good job.
Yeah, you're goddamn right you are. You your mother's daughter.
Come on now, you know that.
I'm proud of you.
I just want you to stay like that for a while.
-Okay? -Okay.
-Okay. Okay. Okay. -Okay. Okay. Okay.
I wanna make sure you hear it.
-Stop, stop! Stop, stop! -Did you hear what I said?
-Whoa, whoa! -Whoa!
-Whoa!
Wait a minute! You been training?
Listen, I have been training, but I don't wanna fight right now.
Okay, all right.
-I want your ice cream. -Don't do that. If you do that…
Listen, listen…
If there were no presents
Waiting on Santa's sleigh
What would I…
-Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer! -Mom!
Mom, did you do all of this?
Uh, no, I didn't. Santa did.
Santa ain't make these bomb-ass pancakes.
-Oh, God. -Yeah, neither did you.
Come on, Pop.
-Hold up. Wait. Before we eat… -Come on, baby.
I want you to open this one first.
-What is it? -I don't know.
-Do you guys know what this is? -No idea.
Mom. No.
-Yeah. -No!
Yeah.
-We're going to Jamaica?! -We're going!
Yay!
Figured we could use a little girls' trip before you go off to Howard.
I love you, Mom.
I love you too.
For Christmas this year…
Oh, I could just die!
Don't die.
Oh!
This is why I do it, girl.
Well, this deserves a celebration. Nice little toast.
Yes!
Into delays
I still hope for joy…
What's that?
-What's that? -No!
-Yo! -Uh-huh, uh-huh.
-This is fire! -Yup. What's up with that?
That can get you to the MLB?
Definitely.
-Grand slams? Grand slams? -Yeah!
-All day! All day! -All day!
Exactly.
Dad, you didn't open up your gift.
-What? -Didn't open your gift.
No, no, no.
I don't need another damn thing, man. I-- I have won already, okay?
Seriously. Give me this.
Listen to me, though.
Do you know you're the first man on my side of the family to go to college?
Do you know what you've accomplished?
Listen, I remember when we went up to see your counselor
and we were in the office last year, right?
I'll be honest with you. I wasn't sure what your future was gonna look like.
But…
But you turned things around.
You showed integrity.
You showed commitment.
You worked so hard to overcome…
…because there was obstacles. I'm sorry, damn it.
Dad…
I witnessed you work hard to overcome all the obstacles.
And you got what you wanted.
You got what you wanted.
Look, my father, he wanted higher learning for himself,
and I know he wanted it for me.
You did it! You. You did it.
You took the Edwards men to college.
Dad, I…
Nah, you don't understand.
Your great-grandfather picked cotton.
He picked cotton.
I don't need… Come here. I'm so proud of you, man.
I'm so damn proud of you, boy.
You took us somewhere we ain't been.
You did that. You the first.
You did something no other, no other Edwards man could do.
You are a first. Get it?
I love you, man. I love you so much, man.
I love you.
-Merry Christmas! -Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas!
Thank you! Go.
-Hi, Shelly, baby. -Thanks for having us.
How are you?
How you doing?
Hey, Merry Christmas.
Hang a shining star Upon the highest bough…
-Is that for me? -That's for you.
Put it there.
And have yourself A merry little Christmas…
Eric. Eric.
He cried?
I mean, yeah, it kind of messed me up, 'cause…
apparently I'm about to do what no other Edwards family man has done.
Go to college.
I get it.
I mean, yeah, I guess I knew, but…
I guess I didn't know the weight of it until I saw him actually crying.
That's a lot.
Yeah.
-What the fuck? -What?
What?
Rodney just
asked me for beats.
What?
Yeah, what?
Wh-- Are you gonna send him some?
Uh…
I mean, what's the point, you know? Northwestern.
Well,
just in case.
So, you can make beats wherever you go, and it fits in your pocket.
Yeah, but, Keisha, I don't--
Ah-ah! And then when you're ready,
you'll always have a way to make music.
Thank you.
All right, your turn.
-Yeah, it's… -I love it.
Much better than the bullshit trash bracelet I got you. So…
No tetanus shot needed for this one. Oh my God, it's perfect.
-Let me put it on. -Okay, thanks.
Gotta be delicate.
-Yeah. -See?
Yeah.
How does it look?
Looks good.
-I like it. -Yeah.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
Here we go!
You can feel it in the streets
On a day like this, the heat
It feel like summer…
What is going on?
I feel like summer
You can feel it in the streets
On a day like this, the heat
I feel like summer
She feel like summer
This feel like summer
Men who made machines That want what they decide
Parents tryin' to tell their children Please slow down
So I just found out that I have to be at Howard
by the end of July for training.
Wow, so that means we only have seven months left?
Um, more like six.
My mom and I are going to Jamaica in June.
And then I'm gonna be going to DR with my dad for a bit.
That's good for you two.
Oh, are you jealous?
No, I'm…
mm, I'm glad that he is, uh, he's keeping his promises now.
Mm-hmm.
However, I am sad that he is cutting the summer before college short.
Oh! So you are so cute when you're jealous.
Man, get a room.
-Bro, shut up. -No, you shut up.
Hey, we're going down the street to the neighbor's winter wonderland.
They have fake snow and cider.
I think I saw that house driving up here.
I love it. Every year, they have such a great display.
Um, can I play Smash at Harrison's house?
If he's there and his mother says okay, but you gotta get out of the pool now
'cause we gotta go. Hurry on up. What about you, honey?
I think we're going to hang here a little longer.
Try to figure out how these Northwestern and Howard schedules are gonna align.
Okay, well, you know I'm a life-organizer. If you need my help, let me know.
-We will. Thank you, Mrs. Edwards. -Uh-huh.
Come on, we gotta go. Get inside. Go. This way.
What are you doing?
Justin, remember, your mama got cameras.
Oh my God, Justin.
I don't know who's more mature, you or your brother.
Hmm, okay.
Ah, um…Um…
Ah, it's you.
-Definitely you. -Yeah?
Yeah, you like that?
I do. Yeah.
Uh, baby, we should stop.
Baby. Babe, babe.
What if… what if I pull out?
Ha-ha. Hilarious.
Come on.
-Justin. -I'll pull out.
-No, I got you. -Stop.
I'm sorry.
Keisha, look, I said I'm sorry.
Who even are you right now?
What do you mean?
Like, it's like you're lost, Justin.
How am I lost?
Because I'm standing on the decision that I made?
You keep pushing me to do other things.
Because, Justin, you are unhappy, and it's obvious.
You're clinging to me to make yourself feel better.
I'm clinging onto you because I want you to be there for me like I was for you.
I'm trying.
Okay.
So maybe you only wanted me when you needed me.
How could you say that? How?
Maybe you were just more comfortable when I was trying to hide.
Miss me with that shit, bro.
And you can miss me with that.
Look, my dad is here. I got a lot going on.
Maybe you need time to figure your shit out.
Don't lose that energy
Peace and serenity
Eventually, eventually
Cut ties, realize, homie, is that
Don't move that energy
Peace and serenity
Eventually, eventually
Grant me serenity
Eventually, eventually
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