Hey y'all. Here's what's been happening on "White Famous."
Ooh, the man with his first movie in the can!
- What else you got for me? - Some black responsibility project.
Teddy Snow is writing and directing.
I totally see you in this joint.
Thank me later.
We have an interview at Broken Arrow tomorrow.
- You like it here? - What's not to like?
- Of course he's gonna get in. - What makes you so sure?
- What's the problem? - Look, Officer...
All right, hands behind your back!
- Wait, wait! Ah, shit, man! - Cut!
This was just another one of your fucking games?
We can't keep falling into bed
with each other when we're lonely.
You know I'm gonna keep trying, right?
♪ Upbeat trumpet jazz ♪
- Synced and corrected by Shazi89 - - www.addic7ed.com -
[MALCOLM] So, we're just like one mind-numbing conference call
away from this deal being done.
I just gotta make sure they cough up the dough for Balls,
and then we are good to go.
They really gonna let Balls be my fuckin' assistant?
A rising star of your magnitude?
Fuck yeah, they'll let Fat Predator work with you.
Floyd, this is just the beginning, bro.
What a world.
Oh, and the network does wanna see you in the morning,
but that's totally pro forma.
They just wanna juice your puss,
tickle your meatus a little bit.
Do not worry, I will come with and I'll hold your hand.
All right, dude, I gotta...
I gotta go meet up with Teddy.
- Cool. - See you in a second.
Hey, Floyd, real quick.
I need a favor.
[SCOFFS] Really?
Seriously, you think favors should be flowing in this direction?
Listen, man, um, hear me out.
I got a guy, a client, and he's reading with you today,
and I... and I really need you to just go easy on him.
Why wouldn't I go easy on him?
I'm barely a professional my goddamn self.
You're a humble warrior, Floyd,
and that's why I dig you,
but-but this situation in particular, um,
is a little sensitive.
Oh, speaking, have you talked to Sadie lately?
That's-that's kinda what this is about.
What's with this new dude she's seeing?
- I'll tell you what I know. - Okay.
Uh, black British dude, killer accent...
- Yeah. [SCOFFS] - And class up the ass...
'Course he's got a fucking accent, man, Sadie eats that shit up, man,
[BRITISH ACCENT] "What? What?"
Downtown Abbey - ass motherfucker.
Nah, he's a good dude, Floyd,
I really think you'd like him.
And here's where things get really interesting
just from a strictly sociological perspective...
- Malcolm. - Oh!
- Ooh! - Amy!
- Hey. - Hi.
And you must be Floyd Mooney.
I most certainly am be.
It's very nice to meet you. I've heard really amazing things.
- Nice to meet you as well. - You're working with Teddy, right?
- Yeah. - How's that goin'?
- So dope. - I asked him.
It's just a little fuckin' weird.
Yeah, he's a piece of work, huh?
Yeah. Is Malcolm minding the store?
Oh, that's cute, I'm standing right here.
I see you.
You know, this is low, even for you,
to hit on a client in front of his own agent.
[AMY LAUGHS]
Sorry, I just...
I have a hard time seeing you as an "agent".
He used to be my assistant before I left to start my own agency.
- Word? - Yeah,
and she didn't take me with her in her suitcase. Too many skeletons.
Oh, speaking of which, congratulations on your promotion, by the way!
Thank you, Amy. Wow, you know what?
- I think it's time for us to... - Wait, promotion, promotion,
- you never told me about a promotion. - Oh, you didn't say...
He's so modest. Your boy's an agent now.
Now, just now?
What were you before?
- He was an assistant. - Mm.
Yeah, you got the Foxx movie, he got promoted, boom!
Hardworking Indian kid does good.
Really? I was gettin' repped by somebody's assistant?
You told me you were a fucking agent!
I'm a rising star, Floyd, and you know what?
To be fair, I was just hip-pocketing you at the time.
Yeah, you and a bunch of YouTubers. This guy's a real empire builder.
Yeah, I see.
It was very nice to meet you.
And if you're ever worried about what happens next,
and you should be, you should be absolutely fucking terrified,
I'd love to take you to dinner and just discuss.
Call me, anytime.
Bye.
[SCOFFS]
What the fuck, Malcolm?
Floyd, you listen to me, okay?
There are things about this dark, dreary industry
that you do not need to know. That is why you pay me.
Know what?
I gotta go.
I think I just gotta...
process all this shit.
Floyd, don't, don't go away, Floyd, Floyd.
Floyd, I still gotta brief you on my guy, Floyd.
Floyd?
♪ Hip hop instrumental ♪
Fuck!
In my world, being early is on time.
Okay, embracing the character
doesn't extend to you being late for work.
Well, I wasn't embracing a character. As a matter of fact,
I wasn't even thinking about the character, I was just fucking late.
Yeah? You got a problem with me, Floyd?
Sure, but you know, no more than usual right now.
You know, typically when a person's late,
they're trying to tell you something. You, uh...
You trying to tell me something, Floyd?
Uh, nope, not tryin' to tell you nothin', man,
just havin' lunch with my stupid fuckin' agent.
Oh, your stupid fuckin' agent,
he's driving me crazy about a client of his.
Really?
This band could be so much more than this scene,
but you're fucking our shit up.
You gotta keep that fucking needle
out of your arm and keep your dick in your pants, man.
Okay, okay, okay, enough with the words.
Okay, let's just jump right into this, all right?
You guys, you're best friends, okay?
But there is a war brewing over creative control
over this band, Angry Black.
There's drugs, and there's booze,
and there's a girl, right?
There's always, there's always a fuckin' girl, all right?
Now let's get into it, let's do it.
All right, cool, what scene we doin'?
Nah, no scene, no words, I want you guys to wrestle.
- Huh? - [CHUCKLES]
You fucking with me right now?
Nah, I wanna see you boys wrestle over this band,
over this girl, over this life, man.
Manifest.
Action.
Man, I don't know...
All right, all right, cut, cut, cut.
Floyd, man, god damn it, man.
I need you to show up for once in your life, man.
I need you to be present just one time, man!
We're fucking wrestling.
Acting isn't just about words!
God damn it!
You know what, I'm sorry.
I apologize, I forget sometimes
that your toolbox is just made up of, uh, crayons, right?
Listen, I'm...
I'm more than happy to run through a few scenes
if it helps him get up to speed.
I'm completely off-book at this point.
Wait a minute, a British black dude?
Killer fuckin' accent.
Class out the fuckin' ass.
I'm not entirely sure that's a compliment.
Looks like we got a little more in common
than just Malcolm, homie.
Oh, he didn't tell you.
No, he most certainly did not.
Oh, what am I witnessing?
I'm afraid we do, friend.
Motherfucker!
What is goin' on here?
Why am I gettin' goosies?
Why is the hair on my arm standing up?
Why are my pubes on fire, huh?
Never mind. Let's go again, same thing.
Action.
From him, really?
- Come on, Terrence Howard. - Ah, yeah.
- [LOUD RUSTLING] - Hold him tight. Yeah!
Break the fuckin' place up!
Tear the fuckin' joint up!
Take your shirts off if you want.
- Okay, hi. - What the fuck, woman?!
- What the fuck, what? - Language!
Hey, little man, me and your mom
got something to talk about real quick,
so why don't you get your headphones and your iPad
and just, you know, go for a few minutes.
No, he is doing his homework,
and he's had enough screen time for today.
- Mom! - Yeah!
What is your problem?
Why didn't you tell me...
I can still hear you guys from right there.
Okay. Oh!
Why didn't you tell me he was a fuckin' actor?
Why would I tell you that?
I didn't think you wanted to talk about him at all,
much less his vocation!
Well, you could've at least given me a heads up
- before he came in to read with me! - Really? I didn't know.
- Isn't that Malcolm's job? - I had to wrestle him, Sadie.
- Wrestle him! - That's weird.
Yeah, it is weird. It's real fuckin' weird.
- [DOORBELL RINGS] - I hope you were nice to him.
Nice to him? Why is it my job to be nice to him?
And what's up with that fuckin' weird accent?
You know, he needs to Brexit from your vagina!
Okay, whoa, he can't help his accent.
Oh, it was so pretentious! I think it's nice.
- I bet you do. - Hey!
That creepy Indian guy is at our door.
Great, this nigga.
Okay, this is me begging for forgiveness.
I will do anything.
Go play in traffic, motherfucker!
Floyd!
Floyd, Floyd, Floyd, Floyd.
Am I young and dumb and full of toxic cum? Yes.
- What does that mean? - [SADIE] Okay, gotta go.
Am I just figuring stuff out? Obviously.
But I brought you to the dance,
me, Floyd, me, you stick with me.
I don't gotta do nothin',
especially not for a lyin' sack of shit!
I never lied to you, Floyd, ever.
Oh, really? How 'bout when you told me
that you were an agent when you're actually an assistant?
I didn't actually tell you I was an agent.
I just said I wanted to represent you.
And I was gonna tell you about Robbie.
If anything, it was just a sin of omission.
- Robbie. His name is Robbie? - It's his name!
Hey, how 'bout givin' me a heads up before you sign this guy!
Okay, I hear what you're saying,
the words do make sense. But at the time, bro,
I didn't think it mattered
- until I found out he had the audition. - Whoa, whoa!
So you didn't think it was a big deal
to inform me that you signed the guy
- who's currently smashin' my baby mom?! - Hey, watch your mouth!
You don't think this bums me out?
When the two of them hooked up at my party I was devastated.
If anything, the person you should be feeling
the most sorry for is me.
Bro, you already been up in there.
I might never get a chance.
Okay, allow me to ease your mind, Malcolm,
- you're never gonna get there. - Don't say things you don't mean.
- I mean that. - So, you're the reason
that they hooked up in the first place?
Oh, no, man, I can't take responsibility for that, man,
that's the universe.
They would've found each other eventually.
- I'm callin' the lady agent! - Don't you dare!
Yeah, mm-hmm, watch me, motherfucker!
Floyd! Floyd, you're being crazy, man!
Put the phone down.
Let's just... Floyd, Floyd, put the phone down, Floyd!
Okay, you think this through.
You and Robbie and I are gonna go out tonight
and we'll talk it out, because if you guys
- are gonna be working together. - What?!
Oh, that's what I came here to tell you. Shit, I buried that lead.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, no, Robbie booked the pilot,
turns out Teddy loves him and tonight, we celebratin'.
Ow, Floyd, don't you...
Physical abuse, Floyd!
[SIGHS]
Hey, can you help me?
- Get out now. - What?
You're creepin' out my kid.
Your kid is in school because of me.
- I hope you know that. - Get out!
Hey, stay woke, lil' bro.
Stay educated!
You freakin' kidding me.
♪ Hip hop instrumental ♪
[CHEWING LOUDLY]
Dope as fuck. Mmm.
Oh, shit, there she is, man. Esther Blaze.
She's a genius, like a stone fox.
Like a sexy lil',
lil'... fire hydrant.
Man, you and your fuckin' foodie crushes, man.
You gotta stop sexualizing everything you eat, motherfucker.
How you expect to drop the LBs
if you get wood every time you see a plate of food?
- [AMY] Hi, Esther. - [ESTHER] Hi, how are you?
I'm great. I'd like you to meet Floyd Mooney.
- Hi, it's nice to meet you. - Hi.
- And his friend Balls, - Oh.
Who is a very big fan of yours.
Oh, my goodness.
[LAUGHS] Okay, okay.
It's nice to meet you.
Uh, would you like a tour of the kitchen?
- Oh, hell yeah. - Well, Balls.
- [AMY, FLOYD AND BALLS] Balls. - Okay, let's go.
[FLOYD] Hey, nigga, behave yourself.
So listen, I can get you into any restaurant in town
any night of the week.
We can sit so close to the Lakers,
you can make out cock and ball definition.
- You get my son in private school? - Which one?
Uh, Broken Arrow.
I know half the board, that's a phone call.
But that's not what this is about. This is about your career.
Can I ask you somethin'? Of course.
How would you get me out of this project?
I'd just pull you the fuck out.
I love to blow shit up.
But you don't wanna do that. You don't want out of this project.
I'm pretty sure I do.
No, no, I would insist you stay on.
In fact, I'm vaguely annoyed and kinda impressed
with Malcolm that he had the foresight
to steer you towards this thing. I mean, he has terrible,
terrible taste in material.
Maybe he did learn something from me.
Nah. No, he didn't.
He was pushing his superhero bullshit instead.
Of course he was, yes, well,
nonetheless, you are in a fantastic position right now.
So just stay put and don't fuck it up.
Why do you want out? Is it Teddy?
Motherfucker's crazy.
Callin' and textin' me all the time,
"Where are you now? I need you."
So what? All the good ones are crazy.
It's not just Teddy.
I think I could be working with my baby mom's new boyfriend.
That's why they call it work. Grow the fuck up, Floyd.
[LAUGHS] Sounds like some shit she would say.
Oh, wow. Oh, God, what a waste.
What?
Well, you're young,
and not [CLEARS THROAT] entirely unattractive,
and there's a whole world of pretty young things out there
to get the poison out for ya. Nah, been there, done that,
got all the t-shirts,
That shit gets old.
All right, tell me about this chick.
What makes her so special?
[CHUCKLES] I don't know, man, I mean,
I fell in love with her the second I set eyes on her,
back in high school.
She was way out of my league.
And you know, convincing her to be my girl
was such a dream come true that...
all the cool stuff since just paled in comparison.
- [CHUCKLES] - What?
What, you laughin' at me now?
No, I'm not laughing at you.
This is my favorite part of the job.
So, you know someone's talented but then you sit down with them
and you realize there's something more, there's something extra.
So with you, there's this...
This sweetness.
- [SCOFFS] - And light.
- Nah. - No, it's true.
You're... You're romantic, Floyd.
You are.
I don't see a lot of that in my line of work,
and this is the career that I love to guide.
[PHONE CHIMES]
- [GROANS] - What's up?
- Okay, let's go. - Where?
Well, we're gonna go talk to Teddy and straighten him the fuck out.
♪ Hip hop instrumental ♪
Floyd, what the hell took you so long?
And what the hell are you doing here, Amy?
Floyd and I have been chatting about his career.
You hear that, motherfucker?
Oh, you think that bothers me?
It should, dumbass. She's a great fuckin' agent.
- You smell good. - Thank you.
- Amy Von Getz. - Robbie MacDonald.
[AMY] Oh, I know, I've heard amazing things.
So, Teddy, what the fuck are we doing here?
Well when I heard about Floyd's situation with his baby mama,
and how pretty Robbie here, he's, uh...
- He's railin' her. - Hey, man!
He's stuffin' her nice. I got excited.
I got really fuckin' excited 'cause I knew it was gonna add a layer
of richness to this project.
Okay, well, what brings us to the Shamrock, then?
The guys in the band all had matching Angry Black tattoos
and Mark Mahoney, the fuckin' man here,
he gave it to 'em and I want these guys
to get the same exact tattoo from Mahoney.
Matter of fact, I insist on it, okay?
No wussin' out.
Floyd, meet Krull.
He's the technical advisor on the project.
He was there, he knew X.
It's true, X was a mate.
- Had a huge cock. - Big one.
[KRULL] Used to pull all these birds.
He put me in on it sometimes.
We were like stepbrothers...
when he'd step out, I'd step in.
They were like tunnel buddies.
Do you wanna get a tattoo tonight?
- Fuck no. - Do you wanna get a tattoo?
Not the permanent variety.
You guys are pussyin' out on me?
Teddy, I need you to listen to me.
What?
You're gonna leave these boys alone, okay?
Enough of your method mind game bullshit, save it for the set.
I'm serious, I will pull Floyd the fuck out of this thing
- No, don't do that. - And blow it up.
- No, I'll do it. - No, don't do it.
I know how hard it was for you to cast this thing.
And you're in a very precarious position with the network.
But I'm gettin' one, we should all get 'em.
- That's not how it works, Teddy. - I'm gettin' fuckin' inked, man!
You guys are fuckin' soft, man.
- Amy? [CLEARS THROAT] - Yeah.
I'd appreciate if you left my client out of this conversation.
Oh, I'd really appreciate it if you would shut the fuck up
and reflect on what a sad, shitty excuse
for an agent you are, Malcolm.
I'm offended that you once worked for me
and you still think it's okay to work with
both of these guys knowing their history.
Ooh, I love my new agent.
You know what, Amy?
I know you're just jealous because a young,
handsome person of color is rising up the ranks and nipping at your heels
and you wake up in the morning and look in the mirror
and all you see is a sad, menopausal old cougar,
so you think to yourself,
"I'm gonna boost my dopamine levels by flicking the bean a little bit,"
but, oh, no,
I can't reach the Astroglide
"because of the arthritis,"
and all the while, your dry, old cooch
is just... [SLURPING]
sucking up whatever moisture it has left
with each passing second.
This the kind of guy you want representing you?
Don't you talk... Robbie knows who I am,
and he knows what I've done for him because he's loyal,
unlike some other traitorous motherfuckers.
Hey, keep digging your grave, nigga.
Keep talkin', keep losin' clients.
Actually, Malcolm, I've been thinking it might be best
to bow out of this situation altogether.
Are you crazy?
'Cause this project is so good for you.
No, I meant being represented by you.
I... I could go somewhere else, maybe.
- Right? - Mm-hmm, yes, absolutely.
Fuck her! No!
I brought you to the dance! Me!
Doesn't that stand for anything in your fucking British world?
Jesus fucking Christ, is there any fucking loyalty
left in this universe?
Call me. You're very special.
- I will, and thank you. - Of course.
This is not fucking happening. This is not h...
Okay, Floyd.
Floyd, I'm gonna appeal to your greater sense
- of loyalty and honor, Floyd. - Mm-hmm.
Because my heart knows that it's in your heart.
And our hearts are in harmony, man,
they always have been since day one.
So you just tell me right now,
please, Floyd, what can I do?
Because I will do anything, Floyd.
- [MALCOLM GROANING] - Jesus, Mary, and Joseph,
what a nancy boy you are.
[GROANS]
Be ashamed of yourself.
Anyway, you're done, son. Check that shit out.
Oh, my God, that is harrowing to look at.
All right, Floyd, are you happy?
Have I proven my loyalty?
You still fuckin' lied to me.
What?
Floyd?
Floyd.
Hey, Floyd.
I just wanted to say I'm sorry about everything.
And I never meant any disrespect.
I guess it's just a highly...
unusual situation.
Well, look, man, it's not your fault, man, you know...
We both just pawns in this game anyways.
Listen, I've been giving it a lot of thought.
And if you think this whole thing
is just too unworkable, I will drop out right now.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, man, no.
Don't do that, I ain't for fuckin' up nobody's career.
[IMITATING KATT WILLIAMS] You make your paper, Booboo.
[LAUGHS]
Yeah, you don't seem like that guy.
Hey, I know, that's why it was so easy
for you to offer, motherfucker, you see that?
Ah, yeah, I see you, yeah.
Touché.
♪ Hip hop instrumental ♪
Look, I'm not a hard sell kinda gal.
So, sign with me, don't sign with me.
Either way, I had a really good time tonight.
Yeah, me too.
[SIGHS]
But I'm not gonna sign with you.
- Interesting. - Yeah, look, look,
I feel bad for the guy.
I know he's a big fuck-up, but he's my fuck-up,
and he did bring me to the dance,
so that's gotta count for somethin'.
- Sorry. - No, no, no sorries, Floyd, it's okay.
You're in a really good place right now.
Just keep trusting your instincts and...
I admire your loyalty, it's a really rare thing.
And to be honest, it's a bit of a relief for me.
How so?
I don't like being attracted to my clients.
It's a distraction.
Well, uh...
I ain't never had a smokin' hot agent before.
You know, I just had Malcolm.
But you know, he's...
He's a little, little skinny...
- Floyd? - Yeah?
Shut the fuck up.
Oh.
♪ Hip hop instrumental ♪
Ooh. Mm, mm, mm, that was nice.
That was a lot of things, but nice wasn't one of them.
Yeah, you're right, that was some
high-quality interracial shit right there.
You just got blacked.
Yeah, I hate to break it to you, Floyd,
- but you're not my first black guy. - Oh, damn, really?
Well, I'm just happy to be in their company.
What about me?
Am I your first married lady?
- What now? - You didn't know?
- [SIGHS] - Sorry.
I'm definitely not signing with you now.
I'm really sorry, Floyd, I did think... I thought you knew.
Yeah, sure.
I guess I kinda took advantage of you, huh?
Yeah, you just got a little rapey with me.
- Yeah, come on. - Mm-mm, Mm-mm, Mm!
♪ Hip hop instrumental ♪
I just gotta say this, okay? I don't say it enough,
but I fuckin' love you, Floyd Mooney,
and you are the gift that keeps on giving, okay?
- You are my brother... - Get off me, clown!
And you're welcome, motherfucker.
Talk about a happy fuckin' twist ending.
I literally just got off with Amy.
She told me what you said.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, just no more lies and no more secrets, all right?
Oh, no, Floyd, you don't understand. I'm gonna be working for her now.
- What? - Yeah, she offered me
an impossible-to-refuse job at her agency
and best of all, I get to take you with me!
You're in my suitcase, motherfucker!
Yeah, you don't have to choose.
All's well that ends well.
[RYANN] Peter is ready to see you guys now.
See?
Milady. Ha!
[TREADMILL WHIRRING]
Peter.
Hey!
Lloyd Mooney!
Uh, close,
it's Floyd Mooney.
Oh, yeah?
Stu Beggs calls him Lloyd.
That doesn't make it right.
You know what?
You are right.
Thousand apologies, Floyd.
Oh, good lord.
You are a handsome man!
And a tall drink of water too.
Excellent physique.
Yes, Malcolm, this is some serious
leading man shit right here.
Thanks?
You obviously work out?
Yeah, obviously.
Well, lift it up.
Let me see that shit.
Come on, motherfucker, show him what you got.
- Look at that! - Whoo! Nice!
Wow, that is fuckin' rad, dude!
You are ripped! I'm telling you.
Look, check this out, look at that! [SMACKING]
- Yes! - That's some serious Magic Mike shit
right there, Peter.
Bless you, took a lot of work.
You wanna see my teeth next, motherfucker?
[LAUGHS]
That's classic.
Anyway, as much as I would love
to stand around here all day polishing our knobs,
I'm afraid I can't.
I have a network to run.
But know this.
I am super duper fucking psyched
to be in the Lloyd Floyd Mooney business.
Diversity is really important to me right now,
and I walk the fucking walk.
When Teddy came in here with the untold story of Angry Black,
NWA before there even was NWA,
boom!
I bought that shit in the room. Yes, darling, what is it?
Hi, Peter
Well, thank you.
I'm loving that green skirt, matches your eyes.
And thank you for wearing the shoes I asked you to.
Okay, anyway, listen, lovely to meet you, Floyd.
And can I say?
I am very excited to be sharing this...
golden age of peak TV with you
because you are a colossal fucking super talent, my friend.
Amy thinks the world of you.
I'm really glad that all worked out, by the way.
She's a fucking genius, isn't she?
Oh, yes, sir.
Amy?
His wife.
Yes, my wife. How quickly they forget.
You had dinner with her last night.
Yeah, yes, Amy,
she was fantastic.
You know, she came home raving about you
in exactly the same way I'm gonna go home
raving about you tonight!
[SNAPS FINGERS]
Idea, you two, come to my house,
we'll break some bread.
- No! - No!
And in the meantime,
get the fuck outta here.
Thank you, Peter, thank you.
Let's go, Superstar.
Peace!
♪ Hip hop instrumental ♪
[TREVOR] Can I ask you a question?
- Sure. - Man to man?
[LAUGHS] Yeah, man, shoot.
Okay, just promise not to laugh.
Ah, I could try, but promising would be ridiculous.
Okay.
So... there's this girl...
Oh, no, oh, no.
Oh, that's how it starts.
The ruination of mankind can be traced back
to those three simple words.
Who's the girl?
- Zoey. - Oh, okay.
All right, she's a cutie, I can see that.
I didn't say I liked her!
[LAUGHS] My fault, my bad,
my bad, I'm sorry.
But I really do.
Mm-hmm, and what's not to like?
She's foxy as shit.
Sorry.
But I think she likes this kid, Braden.
- Uncool. - I know.
He's a big, fat noob with his big, fat face.
He's always bragging about his stupid Yeezys.
Listen, boy, as long as you stay black,
never say the word "noob" again.
And I hate to break this to you, kid,
but you can't escape it.
No matter how far you get in life or how old you get,
you just gotta learn how to deal.
But how do I make my intentions known?
Do I just grab her and kiss her?
No, no, no, no, no, no, don't do that.
Don't do anything like that.
But that's how they do it on TV.
Yeah, but that type of stuff gets you thrown in jail.
Or The White House.
- Okay. No kissing. - Mm-mm.
Should I just, like...
freeze her out, like...
be mean to her?
Nah.
Don't do that either, that's a punk move.
- Hmm. - Here's what I would do.
And this is easier said than done, trust me.
I'd just leave her alone.
Be a good friend to her,
let the players play their silly little games,
and when she wises up and the smoke clears,
she'll see you for
the good-hearted little dude you truly are.
Wait, I just do nothing?
Yeah, pretty much, it's a waitin' game.
I thought you'd have better advice.
[CAR APPROACHING]
- [CAR DOOR SHUTS] - Mom's here!
- Oh! - So, guess what.
- Did I get in? - You got in, they just called!
- I got in! - Yeah!
Hey, Dad, I'm gonna go text Zoey.
Yeah, you do that.
Thank you.
I didn't do nothin'.
No, you did somethin'.
The admissions lady said some bigwig called
and put in a good word that sealed the deal for us, so...
whatever you did, Floyd, whoever you had to...
blow, I love you for it, and your son loves you for it.
Well, look, as long as y'all are happy, I'm happy.
But I still think public school builds character,
strong teeth, and funny bones, but whatever.
[CHUCKLES] Shut up.
You wanna come inside?
No.
Don't wanna confuse the boy.
Oh.
Okay.
Yeah, I'm just gonna leave, let you do your thing,
let the players play
till the smoke clears and you wise up
and you see the last man standin'.
What kind of game is this?
Good-bye, Sadie.
Oh.
♪ Light piano music ♪
Hmm.
♪ Bring me uptown, bring me uptown ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
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