03x14 - Know Yourself

[bunniefuu]

Young Thug's "Hot" plays...

♪ Wheezy outta here ♪

MDMA.

Molly. Ecstasy.

All different terms
for the same recreational drug,

which induces
the same chemical reaction

that your brain unleashes
when falling in love.

And for Vivek,
who was doing this "love drug"

for the very first time
with his very first girlfrien,

that meant rolling with
every new fun-filled experiene

that presented itself.

♪ I'm the bossman
in the suit with no tie ♪

♪ I can't be sober,
I gotta stay high ♪

♪ Pour me some...
in a Canada Dry ♪

♪ Runnin' this spaceship
like Bonnie and Clyde ♪

♪ Don't worry, baby,
I keep me some fire ♪

♪ Shenenehs and Birk... ♪

♪ Everything litty ♪

♪ I love when it's hot ♪

♪ Turned up the city,
I broke off the notch ♪

♪ Got some more millis,
I keep me a knot ♪

♪ I created history
and made me a lot ♪

♪ I took
the Bentley coupe back ♪

♪ Then I hopped in a Cayenne ♪

As the night progressed
and their highs crescendoed,

they moved the party
from Titanium to Heidi's,

and the effects of the molly
had everyone floating...

...until, one by one,
the party fizzled,

leaving only three.

The chemistry between
Vivek and Heidi was electric.

♪ I took
the Bentley coupe back ♪

♪ Then I hopped in a Cayenne ♪

And that electricity
became so intense

that Vivek found himself
contemplating the question,

"How far was he willing to go
in the name of love?"

♪ Cash, money, checks, cash ♪

♪ Wheezy outta here ♪

♪ Watch out, world,
I'm grown now ♪

♪ I'm grown ♪

♪ Learn something new
every day ♪

♪ I don't know,
so I'm-a feel my way ♪

♪ Got the weight of the world ♪

♪ On me ♪

♪ But no regrets,
this is what I say ♪

♪ Watch out, world,
I'm grown now ♪

- ♪ I'm grown ♪
- ♪ You can tell me ♪

♪ My heart b*ating so loud ♪

♪ Mama, look, I'm grown now ♪


♪ I'm grown ♪

Ask me why it feels like
someone cut my skull open,

removed my brain,
put it in a blender,

and then then poured the slush
back in.

- Nah.
- Nah.

Fine, but you know
it's coming anyway.

Your boy is coming down
off a boatload of dr*gs

and a boatload of sex.

Ah.

Guys, we had a threesome,
and it was beyond wild!

- You had a threesome?
- Oh!

My boy! My boy!

That's amazing!

You know what?

Y-You deserve
these soba noodles.

Mmm! You do. I don't need 'em.

I ain't have
no threesome.

Focus.
I need some details.

I'm a...
I'm a visual guy,

so I need you to use adjectives
like, uh...

like "rotund,"
you know, "moist."

Gosh, I mean,
it was all such a blur.

Uh, first,
we popped some molly.

- Okay. Right.
- Smart choice.

Then me and Heidi
started kissing.

- Obviously.
- Mm-hmm.

Then she started
kissing Alex.

- Alex.
- Damn.

Alex. Alex sounds thick.
Was Alex...

- Was she thick like...
- Mm-hmm.

Um, I mean, sure.

I think he's on the rowing team.
Dude's pretty swole.

What'd you say?

You had a threesome
with a...

With a guy?

Told you guys,
sh*t was wild!

Um...

A toast
to our baby girl, Nomi,

and her baby girl,
Luna!

Welcome home!

I'm so hap...

- Uh...
- Oh. Oh.

Oh, my God.
Oh, that's good.

Single-mom life
has been a lot.

Well, look,
you're home now,

and you can lean
on us

for all the booze
and support that you need.

Ohh!

Thank you guys
so much.

And since you're willing
to help,

I think
now's a good time

to talk changing
and feeding schedules.

- Changing and feeding?
- Oh. Ooh!

Ah, looks like I have, uh,
youth ministry with Javi.

And I have class
in like 10 minutes.

- Yeah. Excuse me.
- I'm really sorry,

but I actually have, like, a photo
sh**t with Joey this afternoon so...

And I don't have anything,

but I'm not feeding
and changing your baby.

Wow.

It really is great
to be back.

Oh. Junior.

Everything okay?

Oh, my goodness.

Mom's not pregnant again,
is she?

Probably,
but that's not why I'm here.

I came
to reclaim my woman.

Oh.

Well, good luck with that.

Well,
hello, there, Skyler.

Junior.

It has been
a minute.

Rumor has it
I've driven you to white men.

Look,
we've discussed this.

I've moved on.

You should, too.

I'll never stop fighting
for our love, Skyler!

Oh, God.

Is that a baby
I detect?

Yes,
and I just got her down.

Ah!

My baby brother,
Devante,

used to cry like that
all the time.

That is the sound

of a soiled diaper
and heat rash.

Also, that baby's
allergic to soy.

Allow me.

Probably fine.

So, um,
real question is...

Was there any
homeboy-on-homeboy action?

Oh,
between me and Alex?

- No. Negative.
- Yeah. Good question.

I mean, we did kiss,
but that's it.

You kissed a man?

- Hmm?
- Wow.

I mean, I just...
I didn't know.

I didn't know
you were...

You were bi.

Wait.
Guys, I'm not bi.

Well, uh,
of course you are.

- You... You kissed...
kissed another man. - Yeah.

So?
I'm still straight.

No.

I'm... I'm straight

because I've never
even thought

about kissing a guy,
right?

But the fact that you did
makes you bisexual.

Or, at the very least,
bicurious.

Mm, no,
because before last night,

I never considered it,
either.

But, you know,
we were rolling hard,

and Heidi wanted me to,
so I tried it.

- Okay, look, I hear you.
- Nah.

I just think that
when a man kisses another man...

- he has some tendencies.
- Tendencies?

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

I shared one kiss with a guy
one time

and decided it wasn't for me.

And, honestly,
had I liked it,

I'd have
taken things further.

But I didn't.

I'd argue that is the
straightest thing a man could do.

I'd argue there's a million
straighter things

that a man could do.

Barbecuing.
Hating your father.

Barbecuing! Anything...
Shrimps, ribs, steaks.

Okay? Anything other than
kissing another man.

So, what?
You guys think I'm gay now?

I mean...

I don't know
what to think, bro.

Well, because there's nothing
to think about.

I'm telling you
I'm not gay.

Says the dude
with the sun-kissed highlights,

delicately sipping on that H-2-O
through a straw?

Mm. Mnh-mnh.

It's not not gay.

- Wow!
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

This is fascinating.

Since you guys are clearly
the "sultans of straight,"

why don't you school me?

What else
can't straight men do?

- Set it off, my man.
- Okay.

Since you're asking...

Look at my man, 3:00.
You see him?

Look at him.

Okay,
he's eating a banana.

Unless he's gay,

he should be using a fork
and a Kn*fe to eat that.

Mm-hmm.
It's a little too much.

Nah, you know what?
Forget it. Okay?

This is some of
the most h*m* trash

I have ever heard.
I'm out.

What?

Dramatic storm-off?

The shoulders.

- Definitely gay.
- Definitely gay.

Hey.

We looking for Vivek.

Well, I've got nothing
to say to you.

- Yo.
- Whoa!

What's going on?
Is everything okay?

Vivek called us h*m*.
Well, because you are.

And apparently I'm gay

because I had the "wrong" kind
of threesome and kissed a dude.

Wow!
I've missed a lot.

- Wait, you kissed a guy?
- Yes.

Okay, having absolutely
zero knowledge of this event,

I would like
to jump to a conclusion...

This definitely sounds
gay-adjacent.

Okay,
only it's not, okay?

Because I wasn't
into it.

But, apparently,
it doesn't matter

because I also drink
out of straws and eat bananas.

- Whoa, whoa!
- Oh-ho-ho!

- Yikes.
- Vivek.

- Bananas? In public?
- Told you.

Wow. I'm just surrounded
by h*m*.

Dude,
we are not h*m*.

It's just, look,
by definition,

two people
of the same gender

sharing a sexual moment
is...

...it's gay!

- That's the facts.
- Mm.

Says the girl
who, uh,

begged me for a kiss
freshman year.

Mm.

- Ooh!
- Ooh!

Okay,
that was different

because I-I was drunk
and being dumb.

That's literally
the exact same situation.

No, it's not.
You're a guy.

And, no offense,
but I don't see

how Heidi
can mess with a man

who's been messing around
with other men.

Wow.

But you can mess
with a cornball-ass

- who can run real fast?
- Oh.

- Ha!
- His name's Ricky,

- and he's the slowest
one on the team. - Yeah.

Look, guys, relax.

Bottom line is,

is that a girl
hooking up with another girl

is like a rite of passage,
you know what I mean?

And, honestly, it's...

it's hot as hell.

But for guys,
it's just gay as hell?

- Yes! - Yes!
- Yes! - Yes!

Vivek, come on.
We didn't make the rules, man.

No, but you're just perpetuating
outdated social constructs,

which is
beyond problematic.

And h*m*!

Would you stop saying that,
please?

Nobody here has anything
against gay people.

I support gay marriage.
I do.

And... And I have
tons of gay friends.

- Dude, do you even hear yourself?
- I'm bi.

Like, what if I made
some r*cist-ass comment

but then
I just followed it up

with, "But I have
tons of Black friends"?

It's very different.
Sorry.

I think what Vivek
is trying to say

is that
just like racism,

there are varying degrees
of h*m*,

and I'm sorry,
but you're really treading

some casually
h*m* waters.

Oh, my God.

- Thank you, Nomi!
- Yeah.

And, look,
you guys are my friends, okay?

I know this is just coming from
a place of pure ignorance

and not hatred.

It's mainly just
toxic masculinity.

- In what way? - You know in
exactly what way, mother

Whoa!

Oh, oh.

Yo, uh, like,
I-I don't get this sh*t.

Yo, I don't get
how you smashing old boy

makes me look toxic.

Because if it was you
who had sex during the break,

none of this
would have been an issue.

I'm sorry,
but no self-respecting man...

None... is gonna
forgive their girl

once they asked
for a break

and went
and smashed somebody else.

Am I right? I mean,
look, I don't want

to get in the middle
of your guys' thing here,

uh, but if you're asking me
what you are,

I will say I don't think
any self-respecting man

is going six months
without smashing, period.

So that's technically on you
for agreeing to that.

- Aw.
- Unbelievable!

So, uh,
just because Doug

didn't, uh,
run through a bunch of women,

- is he gay now, too,
just like me? - No, Vivek.

Because your lips touched
the lips of an another man,

that is
what makes you gay.

And Jazz smashing
this owl-eyed dude

is what makes her
a toss.

Damn.

And you saying that...

is what
makes you a jerk.

♪ Boy ♪

♪ I can tell that she choosy ♪

♪ I can tell... ♪

Well, well, well.

Junior,
what are you doing here?

I came to meet
your boyfriend.

You gonna introduce me
to the lucky little fella?

♪ I can tell that she choosy ♪

Junior, Rodney.
Rodney, Junior.

Yo, is this like your cousin
or your dad or something?

No.

But she used to call me Daddy
when we made love. Often.

We were both
satisfied sexually.

Wait.

I thought you said

I was the first White guy
you ever dated.

Yo,
you wanna step outside

and see how White I am,
playboy?

Dude.

Do you have a baby
on your back?

Do you have a baby
on your back?

Okay, Junior,
you need to go.

You are
a Black man in a bar

with a White baby
strapped to your back.

Check yourself, n*gro.

Oh, Sky.

This n*gro
needs no checking.

It is 2020.

Nobody cares
about any of that.

I stand corrected.
People care.

Rodney... Sky...

this isn't over.

Good day.

What?

Okay.

Can we just, like,
regroup

and refocus
this conversation?

- Why?
- This whole thing,

all this
doesn't even matter anyway.

Yo, Vivek can do
whatever the hell he wants.

Yeah.

- We gonna love him
regardless. - Pause.

- - Mm! See?
What, what?

Ooh!
It's that, though.

- It's that right
there, okay? - What...

Is the fear
of Doug sounding gay so awful

that you need to qualify it
with the word "pause"?

I mean, can't you just say,
"I love you, Vivek"?

No! Straight men don't talk
like that, Nomi. Sorry.

Alright? We don't put "I"
in front of "love you"

when you're talking
to another man,

and we definitely
don't kiss them, okay?

And I don't know why
I'm becoming the villain

because I'm expressing
how I feel.

Because it's not about
how you feel!

It's about you not respecting
what I know about myself

based on
my personal experience.

You guys are supposed to be
my friends.

- We are your friends, man.
- Yeah. Come on.

Chill out. If you were, you
would take me at my word.

You know what?

If you guys want me to be
such a man, fine.

Since I'm the man of this house
and I pay the rent here,

how about you guys
get ****

Come on, bro.

Alright.

♪ Threw away your love letters ♪

♪ I thought it'd make me
feel better ♪

Jazlyn?

♪ I finally got you
out of my bed ♪

Jazlyn.

Doug, leave. Now.

Jazz, I'm sorry.

Yo, I-I shouldn't have
disrespected you like that.

♪ I'm sending you
one text at a time ♪

It's just, yo,

ever since you told me
about what happened,

I just can't
get the image

of you and ol' boy
out of my head.

Again, it was your idea
to sleep with other people,

- not mine.
- No, I-I...

I know, I know.

And I shouldn't have
asked you for that.

I shouldn't have even
blamed you for this.

♪ I need you to know ♪

Yo.

I-If you don't even
want to talk to me again,

I-I get it.

♪ If you don't put up a fight ♪

I just wanted to come here
and say to you...

♪ And you say you know
what love is ♪

I-I j... I just wanted
to come here and say to you

you didn't deserve
what I said.

♪ Unh ♪

I'm sorry.

♪ I swear you never seen it
in your life ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Unh ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪ I swear you never seen it
in your life ♪

I'm sorry, too.

Jazz,
don't do that.

You don't have to apologize
for anything.

No, we...
We can fix this.

Okay?

I love you.

So, so much.

♪ My love for you is infinite ♪

♪ I ride and die
and live in it ♪

♪ And if my life depends on it ♪

♪ I'd use my last breath
to tell you this ♪

- You miss me, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

You miss me?

♪ I'll make excuses ♪

♪ And I'll keep
all your secrets ♪

- ♪ I will take... ♪
- 'Sup, bro?

You enjoying
my sloppy seconds?

Doug? Babe?

Uh...
You okay?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. What's wrong? - I, um...

Babe, I-I think we need
to stay the course with this.

Yo, our break is up
in only a-a few weeks,

and we'll be
right back together, okay?

Alright?

I love you.

Love you, too.

- Think I'm gonna get going.
- Alright.

Oh, hey, dude.
Listen.

I know that you bared
your heart and soul

and that you lost
this fight,

but this is only your first,
like, real heartbreak.

And, you know, take it from
someone who's had three.

You're for sure gonna learn
how to love again.

Alright. Bye.

Bye.

Hey, Skyler.

Just wanted to say that
it was great seeing you again,

and, for what it's worth,

your boyfriend seems alright,
I guess.

I like
that you fought for me.

Slide into
my DMs sometime.

So, after failing to realize
why Vivek was so upset,

Nomi decided to appeal to Aarn

in a way
that he would understand.

Let's think of it
like this.

By some people's
definition,

a strong Black man dates
strictly in his race, right?

Absolutely.

By my definition,
yeah.

Perfect. Okay.

So, let's just say
that a strong Black man

has a short-lived
relationship with...

I don't know...
Let's say a Cuban,

this conservative Cuban.

Nomi, stop.

No,
I'm serious, okay?

This was your definition,
so, you know, let's use it.

You, at one point,
prided yourself

in dating
strictly Black women,

and then, last year,
you had a moment,

a short-lived relationship,
with Ana.

So, does that one time

suddenly make you less
of a strong Black man?

No.

An idiot maybe, but...

- no.
- Exactly.

So can we please just apply
that same logic to Vivek?

One experience
does not define someone

for the rest
of their life.

Yo, before you make us
bounce again,

can you just hear us out,
please?

Please.

Yo, yesterday
got way out of hand...

...and we both
feel really bad about it.

So we got you
a little something

as a token
of our friendship.

Think you'll
enjoy that.

Seriously?

Yeah.
"Sorry you're gay"?

Huh?

Oh.
Damn it, Doug!

I-I told you to tell the baker,
"Sorry we said you're gay."

Hey, I ordered it
over the phone, bro.

- Dude must've misheard me.
- Oh, my God.

To be clear,
you guys got me a gay cake?

I mean, he...

This is seriously

the sweetest thing
you've ever done for me.

Bottom line is, bro,

we said some things yesterday
that weren't cool.

Yep.

And moving forward,
we're gonna be way more aware

of the things
that come out of our mouths

and even more open to the things
that go in them.

Hmm.

Okay, I'm talking about
straws...

Mm-hmm... bananas,
eh, Dodger dogs.

Um, I...

I just want to say personally
that I am... I'm so sorry.

You know,
you're one of my best friends,

and I believe you.

And...
I love you, man.

Wait, you love
with me with an "I"?

Yes, man,
I love you with an "I."

'Ey!
Come here.

Acceptance.

Appreciation.

Respect. Understanding.

All different terms rooted
in the same emotion... love.

And Aaron and Doug learned
how much they could grow

in the name of love.

Alright.
I'm here for you guys.

You're gonna be okay.

- I don't like this, man.
- What would my mother say?

You guys
worked on this, okay?

- Hmm? - You guys
got this. On my count.

1, 2...

Hurry up.

...3.

Wow.

It's so much easier to drink
a smoothie with a straw.

You're right about that.
I told you!

Alright.

Now onto the big g*ns.

- - Nah.
Nah.

They're delicious!
I brought 'em from home!