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I just thought I'd, you know,

go check up on the old traps.

Oh, cool. I'm coming with.

- I'm good by myself, thanks.

- Hold up. I wanna go too.

- Oh, we should ask everybody.

- Yeah, it's not a group thing.

Well, you know, Quentin,

if Lisa's going, I'm out.

- I've had enough of her.

- No discussion.

- There's no reason to talk.

- No Lisa, no Malcolm.

We gotta ask Mel

and what's-his-name.

- How about no Q, no Kelli.

- It's like Donny or Darryl.

- Something with a D.

- It's like Darryl or Donny.

Devean.

We wanna go.

- Babe, go get that table right there.

- Okay, okay.

I'll quarterback this thing.

What y'all wanna drink?

- A beer.

- Two.

- I'm good.

- See if they got any hot wings.

Okay.

Am I tripping or is brother man

checking me out?

- Where?

- Over there.

- He is peeping you out.

- Yo, I know that cat, man.

We used to go

to high school together.

Gerald. That's who he is.

That might be true,

but he's not checking for you.

- You're from Oceanside?

- Excuse me.

- Oh, we're talking here, cousin.

- But I'm with him.

- Oh, it's like that.

- No pressure. No pressure, man.

- You do your thing.

- Yeah. Stay black.

- Who are they?

- They were just keeping me company...

...while I was waiting for you.

- Oh, okay. Okay.

Can I get four beers

and some hot wings?

We're out of hot wings.

You're jealous.

Of them? Please. Why?

Something's wrong.

You ordered four beers.

That's what took me so long.

My sisters and brother

decided to come, so I didn't...

- Where are they?

- Hang on.

You didn't tell them.

See, there's these things

with my sisters.

And then my brother Quentin

just shows up.

That's a no, right, Claude?

I'm gonna tell them.

I can't do it right now.

- You're ashamed of me.

- That isn't true.

I have to tell Ma'Dere first.

In the morning. All right?

- In the morning?

- In the morning.

I'm gonna hang out with the family.

I'll meet you at the hotel.

- You promise?

- You have my word.

- Love you.

- I love you too.

Now, get out of here.

Y'all ready to get this show started?

Make some noise.

This is open-mike night.

We do this every Sunday.

- Every Sunday we got live...

- Oh, thank you.

- and do they thing.

- Gerald, this is my family. My sister Mel.

- Hi, nice to meet you.

- Kelli right there.

- Nice to meet you.

- Pleasure's all mine.

- This first singer confessed...

...that this is his first time

singing publicly.

- This is my sister's boyfriend, De Von?

- Give it up for Michael Whitfield.

- Make some noise for Michael Whitfield.

- Whatever.

- It's okay, baby.

- Did he just say Michael Whitfield?

Oh, my God, it's Baby.

- This one of your peoples?

- My little brother. What's he doing?

Thanks, everybody.

I'm real nervous, but, I mean, I...

I appreciate the opportunity

for y'all let...

Letting me be out here.

Just letting me

be able to do my thing.

Okay, we need to help him.

Quentin, get him down.

- He's struggling.

- Man. Yo.

Well, I'll be damned.

Damn, Mel.

- Your brother got pipes.

- Can you believe this sh*t?

Where in the hell did he learn

to sing like that?

He's singing.

Yo.

Sweet.

- Come on, baby, let's go dance.

- All right, let's do this.

- I love this song. Yeah.

- Yeah? You feeling it?

It's sexy.

- Wanna dance?

- No, I'm chilling.

Not you, fool.

Yeah, come on. I'd love to.

You didn't tell me Baby could sing.

- Like we knew.

- Go ahead!

- Where'd everybody go?

- Dance floor.

Come on. Let's go get

some of these honeys.

- I'm good. I'm just chilling.

- You sure?

All right.

Yes! Love you!

Y'all make some noise

for Michael Whitfield.

- Michael Whitfield!

- What's up?

We just wanted to apologise, cousin.

We ain't know that off-brand chick...

- Off what?

- The white girl.

We didn't know she was with you.

- Oh, it's cool.

- I ain't mad at you, though.

- Like I said, it's cool.

- White girls ain't got junk in the trunk.

But I hear they got

some strong knees.

Got a lot to say, huh?

- Come on.

- Who's on their knees now?

- Say it again. Say it again.

- I'm sorry...

- What are you doing?

- I'm sorry, man.

Get out of here. Come on.

We gotta go, let's go, let's go.

- Hey. Watch out. Watch out.

- What's wrong with you? You crazy?

Wait, where's Kelli?

- With Gerald.

- Oh, she's good.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Come on.

So you pull out a gun on him

because he pissed you off.

You lost your mind? We are Whitfields.

We don't behave that way.

- Listen.

- You listen. What are you thinking?

I think you made your point.

- I don't think I have.

- He pissed me off.

Like you are now. Now, drop it.

All right. All right.

I'll drop it.

You always had

that crazy temper, man.

You'd always just flip out. For what?

I mean, we're in a club.

We got our sisters with us.

What happened in there tonight?

Baby, please leave it alone.

We have moved on from there.

- You don't want Claude to shoot you.

- We moved on, Q.

Yeah, all right. All right.

You got some explaining to do.

- About what?

- "About what?"

How come none of us knew

you can sing?

- Because of him.

- Because of me?

Before she hear you.

Who?

What you think Ma'Dere'd say

if she found out I wanna sing?

Baby, come on. That doesn't mean...

Baby, nothing.

Y'all ain't have to hear it, live with it.

She's telling me how I'm the last

Whitfield man who hasn't left her yet.

She's gonna find out.

But not until I'm ready to tell her,

and certainly not now.

Mama's real happy for this Christmas,

with everyone home.

And I don't wanna ruin it.

You have to promise

that you're not gonna say nothing...

...until I figure a way to say it myself.

- Got you.

And, Mel, tell Kelli not to say

anything in front of Ma'Dere.

- I got you.

- Man, this is too much drama for me.

I say we all get some sleep,

pick this up in the morning.

All right?

You know, Baby...

...you can sing, man.

Good night.

Come on, D. Let's go.

I was proud of you, man.

I'm going to bed.

I've never been

more surprised in my life.

Four years of "maybe this year,"

so this time I didn't even ask him.

Oh, he just walked through that door,

and my heart almost stopped.

I swear, Rosie, sometimes

I thought I'd never see him again.

He's so much like Senior.

Good morning, Kelli, girl.

"Good morning, Mama,"

would be nice.

Yeah. Good morning, Mama.

Let everybody know

breakfast is ready.

He knows it's fine.

No.

No, I... We're not gonna bend

on that, all right?

Please. Give me a break.

Listen. It's a non-issue, all right?

I'll just fly out this afternoon...

...take care of the paperwork,

and then I'll fly back.

Of course the money's there. Money's

been there the whole time. In escrow.

Look, I'll talk to you about it

this afternoon, all right?

Yeah. Sure. All right.

Oh, f...

Can I help you?

Yeah, I just came to tell you

breakfast was ready.

Well, as soon as Lisa

gets out the shower...

...we'll be right down.

Going somewhere?

As a matter of fact, I am.

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