Kevin Hart: Let Me Explain

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This is Harry GoodSpeed

and the Plastic Cup Boyz,

here at the Kevin Hart mix

and mingle after-party, baby.

It's going down.

Let's go, baby!

Hey, yo, that little jackass

right there dancing!

Hey, come on, get this!

Craziness, as usual. Crazy.

Yo, I'm about to make a toast.

You trying to roll?

No, no. I got some girls in

the stairway waiting for me.

All right, well... Ew! Nasty ass.

Brian, come on.

And stop leaving me, jackass!

Spank, I'm about to make a toast, yo.

Hey! Hey, yo! Yo! Everybody, real quick.

Let me get your attention.

Welcome to my mix

and mingle event, everybody.

Yeah, that's right, boy!

We're toasting to a great year, man.

It's been a great year for me.

We're gonna have a blast tonight.

Drinks are free, it's all on me.

What up, Big K!/

It's a celebration!

Have fun, everybody!

Kevi-Kev! Baby boy!/

What's up, baby?

How you feeling, baby? Good to see you.

Hey, thank you for inviting

a dapper brother like me.

No problem, man.

They say you ain't been

talking to your dad.

Is that sh*t true?

No. Let me explain something

to you. Listen, that's not...

Get your sh*t together.

No. No, dude. Hey, hey.

I can explain what...

Hey, boo!/

Wow! How you doing?

Is it true you don't f*** with

dark-skinned b*tches no more?

Huh?

You ain't even dark-skinned!

Let me explain something to you.

No, no, no, no/

I said... Wait, now.

I don't wanna hear it. Neither do my girls.

Do your girls? Listen, let me talk to you.

What are you doing, man?/

You got some goddamn nerve!

Get your ass over here, man.

That girl be yelling at me.

I can f***ing yell back.

Nigga, you asked for that!

That's the price of fame.

That's the dumbest sh*t I've ever heard.

I can't deal with you, man.

I need somebody to talk some

sense into your dumb ass.

Harry/

Yo, Spank!

That's stupid for you to get Spank.

Yo!/

Listen, jackass over here mad,

'cause he can't compare to Eddie Murphy.

What was that?/

What?

First, quiet. First of all,

I never said anything like that.

Dude! That's the price of fame/

What the f*** are you... I never said...

Let me explain something to you, Spank.

What I just said...

Ain't nobody trying to hear that sh*t.

Hey, yo, yo. Yo. Hey, Na'im!

F***ing Kev over here getting upset

because Soul Plane bombed.

It bombed. It flopped/

That was yesterday!

That's the price of fame.

You asked for this.

Kev, Kev. Kevin motherfucking Hart/

Who the f*** is this?

No. Hold on, man. Listen, I'm a fan.

Oh, thank you/

But only in America.

What?/

You ain't sh*t until you perform in Paris.

Okay/

Old LAB-ass nigga. Local-ass b*tch.

Come on, y'all.

Hey, Terry! Hey! Get him out of here!

Hey! Hey!

I can't believe this sh*t, man.

Whoo! You got to be kidding me.

I can't even enjoy myself

at my own mix and mingle party.

I put this party together!

Why can't I enjoy myself?

'Cause I'm dealing with a bunch of people

who wanna tell me about my life.

Why you gonna talk to yourself?

You know what?

Be a man and confront somebody.

Want me to explain myself?

That's exactly what I'mma do.

Nate! Nate!

Where's Nate at?

Y'all seen Nate? Nate!

Come here.

I know what I wanna do.

I want you to call the Garden,

tell them I'm coming down there

to get some sh*t off my chest right now.

Kevin, all this food,

and you want Olive Garden, man? For real?

Nate, ain't nobody talking about

no goddamn Olive Garden.

I'm talking about

Madison Square Garden, Nate.

Tell them I'm coming down there right now

to explain some sh*t.

We can't just call the Garden/

God damn it, Nate! What are you doing?

Okay, look, we don't go back and forth.

That's not why I pay you.

Okay, I pay you to do

what I ask you to do.

Right now, what I'm asking you to do

needs to get done.

So do it!

Kev, you know how many people

Madison's gonna hold?

God, Nate, if I...

Why am I going back and forth with you?

Huh?

Is that your job?

You don't go back and forth with me.

Nate, I'll punch you.

I'll double-punch your face,

and I'll break both of your eyes.

You seriously the boss, Kev, all right/

You're goddamn right I'm the boss.

And let me tell you something

about the boss.

Sometimes, when the boss gets hungry,

he turns into an elephant.

Which means he needs some nuts.

And right now, I'm about to get some nuts.

Exactly what does that mean, though, Kev?

Shut this party down. Right now.

Shut the party down.

Madison Square Garden.

This nigga crazy.

I'm about to go to Madison Square Garden

and explain.

Nate's setting it up right now.

Don't try to talk me out of it!

I'm doing it right now!

Don't try to stop me!/

Oh, sh*t!

Don't try to stop me!

Hey, Kev, hold on!

Well then, try and stop me! I'm going!

Hey, Kev, what you doing, man?

What the f*** you doing, man?

Don't be touching my sh*t!

Shut your ass up, man.

Everybody, listen up!

This party's officially over.

Kevin's about to go to

Madison Square Garden

'cause he wants to explain.

Good night.

Shall we go?/

Where?

He's going to explain!

Go! Go, go, go, go, 90!

Kev! Wait!

Oh, sh*t. Move, b*tch!

Okay. Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t.

Oh, hell no!

Why this motherf***er

didn't take the elevator?

God damn it.

I should have took the elevator.

Kev! What you doing?/

Get your goddamn hands off me.

But the Garden?

You gonna do the Garden?

You're damned right I'mma do the Garden!

Man, he crazy/

Why shouldn't I?

It's gonna be 30,000 people

at the Garden, my nigga.

There's 30,000 goddamn people

at the Garden?

Well, didn't nobody tell me that.

I'm out, I'm out. Right now.

I'm going. I'm about to leave.

To the Garden.

Phew!

Relax. Breathe, Kevin, you are fine.

You're ready for this. Okay? It's time!

It's time that you explained this sh*t.

Is it true you don't f*** with

dark-skinned b*tches no more?

Why would I not like dark-skinned girls?

I don't even know where that came from.

I'm friends with so many

dark-skinned girls. So many.

My daughter's dark-skinned!

I love my daughter.

So I guess I don't love my daughter?

Boy, I will tell you.

I heard his little ass

don't even talk to his ex-wife no more.

Okay, me and my ex-wife are friends!

What are you talking about?

"The divorce, did Kevin change?"

"Oh, he Hollywood now.

"Kevin Hollywood now,

'cause he got a divorce."

Please. We're friends.

We're applicable. We're applicable.

I hope I said that word right,

'cause I don't even know.

But we are.

That's the best thing about

being a comedian, I can address it.

I can talk about it my damn self/

Hey, look!

It's that hysterical comedian,

Kevin Hart.

Yeah, well...

There ain't no way to explain that.

That's just...

It's a bad day.

Old LAB-ass nigga.

Okay, okay, now that's enough...

Local-ass b*tch.

I'm not gonna tolerate that.

Not after what I've been through this year.

You're not gonna call me

no LAB, no "local-ass b*tch."

You know why?

I traveled the world doing comedy, people.

I did!

You know what, I don't like the

fact that I'm telling you this.

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