03x06 - Woo Woo Woo

[bunniefuu]

Previously on The Chi

I'm Elizabeth Romero from DCFS.

Why we got to do this sh*t, anyway?

Jake is my blood I ain't

got to prove sh*t to you.

Just because you're his blood

doesn't mean you're capable

of taking care of him.

f*ck is going on here?

You think I don't know

what you've been doing?

Shut this sh*t down

and get the f*ck out my establishment.

What, fool?

I want you to be my lady.

Okay, I guess we go together.

I really like that girl Jemma.

Me too.

Does she know about your sister?

At first, they thought it was Kiesha.

Her poor family.

I just don't want anybody

feeling sorry for me.

That girl still missing?

You'll find her.

No!

Kiesha?

Stop taking my picture.

I can take your picture if I want to.

Okay, so are you getting

banana-rama-raspberry flapjacks

or Jamaican-me-crazy blueberry waffles?

Mm-mm, I'm just getting eggs.

You are anorexic.

Shut up. And smile.

How does it feel to be a year older?

Feels the same.

You ain't learn nothing new?

Well, uh, I learned not

everything stays the same.

That's true.

Wish it did sometimes.

Well, if everything stayed the same,

life would be boring.

Yeah, but I just want things

to be good for a while.

Things are good right now.

Things would be better

if we could get this food.

Now, can I order?

Yes. Let me give you your gift first.

Okay, I wanted to get you

something to remember me by.

You're going to college.

You ain't dying.

You still gonna miss me.

Open it.

Where'd you find these?

I found it a few months ago

in Daddy's stuff.

It don't matter how old you get.

You always gonna be my little brother.

Happy birthday to you ♪

Happy birthday to you ♪

Happy birthday, dear Kevin ♪

Happy birthday to you ♪

Lean back for me.

Very good.

That's nice.

Very nice.

Clean.

That's a good girl.

See?

That's easy.

It's easy. It's easy.

It's okay.

That's a good girl.

Let me take care of you.

Can I help you?

Uh, look, I know this sounds s-strange,

but, uh, I thought I heard

someone screaming

the other night during the blackout.

Yeah, my wife thought

she heard something, too.

She said it came from across the street.

We always hearing sh*t screams

g*nshots, n*gg*s fighting.

How long you been in the neighborhood?

Not long.

Hey, you mind if I use your bathroom?

They working on mine.

sh*t sh*t ain't been right

since the power went out.

Look, I don't know, man.

I promise I'll be quick.

It's a mess in here. I really can't.

Look

if I'm gonna be honest with you

I ain't got a pot to piss in.

What you mean?

Just what I said.

Come on, man.

Help a brother out.

- Sure.

- Thank you.

Chicago can gain

more jobs and more opportunities.

We can rise up from the ashes

and walk boldly into the future,

but we can only do that together.

- Help me

- Nice place.

Bathroom's upstairs.

Greatest city on the planet.

- Vote Perry on election day.

- Appreciate it.

God bless you, and God bless Chicago.

Does anyone have any questions

for the candidates?

Yes, ma'am.

That's true.

I have paid several people

to let me speak at their

- Help! Help me!

- The owners of those venues

need the money. Now

Pastor Jackson, for example,

puts money in the pockets of

those who need it the most.

So giving him money

is like giving it to the community.

Look, I'm not here to mislead.

I just intend to play it fairly.

Help me!

Help me!

Help! Help me!

Help me! Help!

Very good.

- We have time for a couple more questions.

- You hear that?

Hear what?

Why should this city trust you?

Now, that's a very good

question, young man.

I must be hearing things.

The citizens of Chicago

deserve a mayor

Happens to me all the time.

And I, for one,

have not paid anyone to allow

me to speak at their venue.

Thanks for letting me use your bathroom.

Anytime.

Employees or colleagues

to vote for me.

Help me, please!

Help!

You get him that video game?

No. I got him a cologne set.

He got him a little girlfriend now,

so I'm trying to make sure

he not walking around here

smelling musty.

I never know what to get him.

Kiesha used to always help me shop.

I got it, I got it.

Boom.

Thank you.

I got you.

Ah, he's coming, he's coming.

He's coming.

Hey, Kev! Happy birthday.

Happy birthday, honey.

Don't be out too late.

I'm cooking tonight.

Oh, I already got plans

with Jake and Papa.

You don't want to spend

your birthday with us?

Not really.

Look, I know you growing up,

but I'm still your mother,

and I want to spend

some time with my son

on his birthday,

so bring your ass home.

Jake and Papa can come with you.

Yeah, just come home,

eat dinner with us,

and you can be about

your business, all right?

Hey. Happy birthday.

Thanks, Dre.

No doubt.

I suppose I can't blame him

for wanting to spend

the day with his friends.

It's all good.

I got a whole surprise party

planned for him later today.

When did this happen?

Last night, when you was asleep.

Me and Papa got it all figured out.

He's gonna bring him

a cake and everything.

If you weren't already

my wife, I'd marry you.

Mm.

Just look at the camera.

It took me a long time to get

on the list for this place.

Don't act up, okay?

You ain't got to worry about me.

He cool, Dex.

Come on.

- Hey.

- Hey.

What you need?

Blackberry Kush.

I got a customer going through chemo.

Mm, we all out of that, but we still got

some of that North Star left.

What's that?

It helps with nausea.

Come on, follow me, girl.

sh*t, my my bad. Uh

Y'all got the good sh*t.

All right, cool. Let me get that.

We'll cut it and bag it for you.

- Thanks, love.

- Yeah.

That'll be four racks.

Hey, hold up.

Y'all got the same sh*t

here by the ounce for $250.

And?

My girl doing y'all a solid

by turning over so

much of y'all inventory.

Y'all y'all should give her

a volume discount or something.

We don't do discounts.

- I want to speak to the owner.

- Emmett, stop.

- Hold up. We got a problem here?

- No, we good.

I just want to speak to the manager.

W-why is that a problem?

- Let's go.

- Oh!

- Whoa, whoa!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, hold the hell on, LeBron.

Damn. Let him go.

- What's up, n*gga?

- What's up, dog?

Man, I didn't even know you work here.

I don't.

I own this m*therf*cker.

Babe, this, uh this Brandon's cousin.

What's up?

Hey.

Man, holler at me.

- sh*t, man.

- Yeah, dude.

It's nice. What the hell

is this cologne you got on?

Oh, man, I'm on a budget.

That's Perry Ellis or some sh*t.

Shorty, swing my way ♪

You sure look good to me ♪

Now would you please swing my way? ♪

Shorty, swing my way ♪

I stepped off in a

club on a Friday night ♪

Looking for a man that'd do me right ♪

First move that I made

was on the dance floor ♪

Broke it down one time,

then I went for more ♪

Physical action was happening at ♪

Saw this young player

dip through the crowd ♪

Looked over to my left

and told my girl, hey ♪

If I see him again, I'ma have to say ♪

- And I'ma have to say ♪

- Shorty, swing my way ♪

You sure look good to me ♪

Now would you please swing my way? ♪

Shorty, swing my way ♪

Swing it over here, shorty ♪

Shorty, swing my way ♪

You sure look good to me ♪

I got you, I got you.

You hungry?

I can go grab us some

fries or something.

Nah, I'm saving myself

for the House of Pancakes.

My sister took me there

every year for my birthday.

I could take you if you want me to.

Maybe.

You sure look good to me ♪

Now would you please swing my way? ♪

Shorty, swing my way ♪

You cool if I invite some

friends to meet us here?

Sure.

You ready for round two?

Yeah, um

I'ma use the bathroom

real quick, though.

He told me that we could do business ♪

A girl like you I can't resist ♪

- Shorty, swing my way ♪

-

You sure look good to me ♪

Now would you please swing my ♪

Now, you just can't seem to behave

can you?

Now, I heard you trying to scream.

Look, why

you want to get Daddy into trouble?

When I first saw you

you reminded me of

my very first crush

Sophia Boyden.

Oh, she was so damn

pretty.

You know what I loved

about her the most?

Her hair.

It was just like yours

soft and

and natural.

All I wanted to do was be with her.

Run my fingers through her hair.

So I asked her out on a date

and she rejected me.

Said she preferred some

guy on the football team.

Soon enough, she got him.

Then she started flaunting her hair

wearing shorter skirts.

Always had the buttons of her blouse

open.

Next thing you know,

she started serving it up

to every n*gga on the block.

She was a whore.

She ended up getting pregnant

fat,

and on welfare.

I couldn't save her.

But I can save you.

I can save you.

I can save you.

I can save you.

What's the emergency?

I got somewhere to be.

- Where the stash at?

- What stash?

- Don't lie to me, bro.

- I ain't lying.

Look, Reg told me he had

50 grand stashed away

in the house somewhere

in case of an emergency,

and getting custody of your

ass is a f*cking emergency.

Reg ain't never had no money.

He told me he did.

Well, he lying, 'cause

that n*gga stayed broke.

Can I go now?

It's Kev's birthday, and we throwing

a surprise party for him later.

You little n*gg*s, man,

y'all real spoiled.

I ain't never had no birthday party.

I was just happy to be alive.

Me and his girl gonna kick it with him

till it's time for the surprise.

You like his girl, don't you?

Hell, no! I can't stand that girl.

Uh-huh. That usually means you do.

She think she all that

and better than everybody

'cause her daddy got money.

Man, having money don't mean sh*t.

Well, maybe if you had some,

you wouldn't be staying

in our dead brother's trap house.

Look, man, I'm I'm

doing what I got to do

to make sure you live a good life.

- I'm good where I'm at.

- No, you not.

- Says who?

- Me, that's who.

Otis Perry's mother, Opal Perry.

Man, turn that sh*t up.

Otis "Douda" Perry is not a politician.

He sells pizzas and calls

himself a businessman.

Now, I could rattle off the

the statistics of his

three failed businesses

or remind you of the fact

that his current franchise

is drowning in debt,

but the Internet will

do most of that for you.

And how do you feel

about Otis Perry's promise

to the working people of Chicago?

Otis "Douda" Perry has never cared

about anything but himself.

He's not in this

election to help people.

He's here to to gain power and money.

He ain't. He never will be.

And I know. I'm his mother.

You can't pick your children,

but you can pick your mayor,

and I am endorsing

Camille Hallaway.

There you have it.

Very strong words

I hate that bitch.

Careful. She's still my mother.

She just endorsed your f*cking opponent.

You gonna have to make

a statement or something.

We need to just be quiet and

and let this die down.

It's not your brand to be quiet.

Shut up!

I'm not responding.

She is crazy. She always has been.

We just need to let this sh*t pass.

Rose

Do not engage with that bullshit.

Don't get too f*cked up,

'cause I ain't carrying you out of here.

He'll be fine.

I made this strain myself.

I mean, that sh*t will f*ck you up.

Like, it's gas, but you can

still function, you know?

It's the only way I got

through all my corporate jobs.

A cubicle ain't nothing but a jail cell.

I'm good.

Ooh

ooh.

Mm, go on, change your life.

Change your whole thing.

What is he d

That sh*t good, ain't it?

This sh*t spiritual.

I got this sh*t from my private stash.

I figured since you, uh,

was cool with my cousin,

I'll let you take some home.

Uh

actually, I-I appreciate it,

but it's got me thinking.

Oh, talk to me. Talk to me.

Maybe instead of giving me this ounce,

we pay full price on it,

and you think about cutting Tiff, like,

a volume discount on her purchase.

No!

I don't do volume discounts for nobody.

What you think this is?

I don't want my customers

stocking up on my product

and then becoming my competition.

- I'm not

- Tiff ain't trying to compete with you.

She can actually bring you more business

and sell your specialty

strain for a premium price.

It's true.

Y'all both win.

Now, why are n*gg*s

always trying to hustle?

This ain't a hustle.

It's just good business.

Mm-hmm. Good business.

sh*t.

If I can Okay.

Cut in half, put it in fifths.

Carry the one. It's not a leap year.

15%

All right.

You got a deal.

All right.

Let's toast up, light-skins. Toast up.

- Eh, what's this?

- This is, um,

hot kombucha.

Hot?

Yeah, it's a 'cause

that's good for your

your "intestinals" and

your "indigestionals".

It gets down in there

and gets the sh*t out.

- That's some weird sh*t.

- He need that.

All right, player.

Why you got to always make

everything a business meeting?

'Cause I'm a hustler!

Yeah, but your hustles always

end up getting us in trouble.

Look, I'd rather take the risk

than live paycheck to

paycheck my whole life.

Just don't get us locked

up. I ain't legal yet.

Hey, we got this.

We got it.

Why you got to be so cocky?

I ain't cocky. I'm self-aware.

Yeah. Mm.

I hope his sister's okay.

Yeah, she's been missing

for a long time now.

Must be why Jake said

to give him some space.

Jemma!

- What's wrong?

- Jake ain't text me back yet.

So? I rarely respond

to texts right away.

Yeah, but he stay looking at his phone.

He'll respond.

How them wack-ass girls

from the country club

know that Kiesha's missing?

I don't know. People talk.

Yeah, but I asked my people not to.

Man, f*ck him.

- Happy birthday, Kevin.

- Happy birthday.

What?

This cake better be ready.

I told Ms. Williams

we'd get there early.

And in case I haven't said it,

you look beautiful today.

Oh, thank you, boo.

How long you gonna make me wait?

Wait for what?

When we going public?

I'm ready to tell people we go together.

The moment you tell people

you in a relationship,

here they come with

they wack-ass opinions.

I don't care about people's opinions.

I care about you.

Look, I'll let you know

when I'm ready to go public,

but for now, can we please

just keep a low profile?

I'm here to pick up a

order for Nina Williams.

Hey, is this for Williams?

Yeah.

Oh, hell, no!

Who the f*ck is Kavyon?

Fix it. Jesus.

- What's the problem?

- You guys spelled Kevin wrong.

How's it supposed to be spelled?

With an E and an I after V.

You know, how normal people spell it.

Can you fix this?

I'm not leaving without this cake.

You ain't about to have Dre mad at me.

Whatever, man.

Where is my red lipstick?

Can't go nowhere with a naked lip.

That hussy of a nurse turned

the heat up in my room.

She gonna have me get

all musty before I go out.

Hey, beautiful, the lipstick's

- right in your hand.

- Oh.

Wow.

Why you not wearing your uniform?

Uh, it's in the cleaner's.

Okay, we going to Foxxies or not?

Because I always introduce the band,

and nobody does it like me.

Of course we are.

Wow.

You look great, Grandma.

I know. Now let's go.

You know, my cousin got sh*t last week.

Damn. Which one?

The one with the lazy eye.

- Did she survive?

- Barely.

The doctor said she gonna be limping

for the rest of her life.

So she got a lazy eye and a bum leg?

sh*t. Life comes at you fast.

Hey, I'm just glad she's still alive.

That's my favorite cousin.

You know, she taught me how

to braid hair and make tacos.

Hmm. Why would God let her get sh*t?

What?

She just seems like someone

God would look out for.

Well, I don't know too much about God,

but I do know He ain't

one to punish people.

One time, I heard your dad say

everything He does is

for the greater good,

even if we don't get it at times.

It's a lot I don't understand

about God right now.

How you a preacher's son

and don't understand God?

Stuff used to make sense

back when I was younger,

but now I just got a lot of questions.

I get that.

sh*t.

I knew I couldn't hold

your hand and that cake

at the same damn time.

Then why did you do it?

'Cause

I really like holding your hand.

They spelled his name wrong anyway.

I got something special for you today.

It should help bring your appetite back.

Thank you, baby,

but I don't have the cash.

I tried to call you,

but my phone only works

with the Wi-Fi, and the

Wi-Fi been acting up.

f*ck. Um

And you know

I wouldn't want to

send you off like that.

- I know.

- Maybe we can just go

and come back while you get some cash.

Well, you gonna be waiting a long time.

I-I just spent my last

dollar on my pills.

Don't worry. I got you.

You can just pay me

back when you have it.

You know I don't like a debt,

especially when my soul could

cross over at any moment.

How about I give you a reading

in exchange for my flower?

What kind of reading?

A psychic reading.

- Oh, we'll wait for the cash.

- Deal.

Here you go.

Mm.

Uh, choose a card.

Ah, the Lovers.

Clearly, your love is strong,

Yeah, I be loving on her.

Take another card.

That one.

The Three of Swords.

This means that there's

danger on the horizon.

Ah, sh*t.

- Your love has been tested.

- Yeah, it has.

It will be tested again.

What? How am I getting blamed

for sh*t I ain't even do yet?

What you mean "yet"?

Look, Lady Nubia,

I didn't come here to

get into it with my girl.

I'm just reading the cards.

Well, can I pick a new one?

'Cause this some bullshit.

There are forces in the world

that don't wish you well.

The forces are hungry.

Is "forces" another word

for "thirsty b*tches"?

What's her name?

For that, you'll need

to choose another card.

Okay.

Mm-mm. That'll cost you.

See, I knew this was a hustle.

Go ahead.

That one.

Knight of Wands.

What? What does it mean?

You might as well say something,

'cause you ain't getting

no more free weed.

Your d*ck is the force.

It'll always need more

than her p*ssy can provide.

Please don't tell me

you believe that sh*t.

For the past year I been selling to her,

she ain't never predicted

nothing that ain't come true.

That bitch is crazy!

Come look, Miss Cleo

in there don't know sh*t

about how I feel about

you and what we got.

You better not be cheating.

Look. Look at me.

Babe.

I'm not cheating on you. I

am never gonna cheat on you.

You my one and only, I promise.

I love you, Emmett,

but you need to get you a job.

I like helping you. I

can act as your manager.

I don't need no manager. I got this.

Now, come on, I ain't trying

to be late for Kevin's party.

Did you get him a gift?

No, you were supposed to get him one.

Damn.

- Ah, sh*t.

- You know what?

You need to start using

that brain of yours, okay?

Why you always trying

to get physical with me?

- Because

- You look good.

Yeah, whatever.

You play?

Little bit.

Yeah, j-just like I thought.

You play just like Reg.

Man, stop fouling.

Defense ain't fouling,

n*gga. That's defense.

Uh-huh.

Reg told me you got your shoes stolen

when you was playing over here.

I did.

He also said you chased

that n*gga down

and b*at the f*ck out of him.

And after that, nobody

f*cked with you again.

That's true, too.

But I let him keep the shoes.

I figured he needed them more than me.

Why'd you leave us?

I wasn't a man yet.

I needed to go somewhere where

I could figure out how to be one.

So, while you was trying to be a man,

we was left in the house without one?

What kind of sense that make?

Look, bro, what you want me to do

turn back the hands of time

and and fix everything?

I can't go back and make sh*t perfect.

No, just stop trying to

be the black Superman.

Just because you left me behind

doesn't mean you need to save me.

All right, then.

I'll stop trying to save you.

You mad at me?

- I have the right to be.

- But you can't be mad forever.

You you want to hit me?

You got your fists balled

up like you want to hit me.

Hit me. Go ahead.

Go ahead, n*gga, hit me. Hit me, n*gga.

Go ahead.

That was a good one.

I know.

I may not be your Superman,

but I ain't gonna be your

punching bag neither.

We good?

You have to eat to

keep up your strength.

If I'm good, can I ask for something?

Please.

Mm.

This chair is ugly as sin.

I'm sure you picked it out.

Mm.

You can't smoke in here.

"Can't".

Now, that's one word I have no use for.

I saw you on the news earlier.

Mm, you did?

Yes, I found it to be

both bold and inaccurate.

Mm.

No one knows a son

better than his mother.

Yes, but when a man takes a

wife, he becomes his own man.

He's no longer just an

extension of his mother,

but he becomes a part of something

much bigger than himself.

That's interesting,

'cause your marriage seems very small.

I'm sure that's much more

than Camille gave you.

What am I supposed to do with this?

Take it and be quiet.

My silence gonna cost you

a whole lot more than ten racks.

Stop talking to the press.

Just so you know

that d*ke ain't come to me.

I called her.

Why would you do that?

'Cause she a mean, cold-hearted bitch

who would do anything

to get what she want.

Kind of remind me of

myself when I was her age.

She'll make a wonderful mayor

much better mayor than

my son could ever be.

I love you, too, Ma.

Get the f*ck out.

I was just starting

to trust your ass again.

Babe

Oh, wow. This is beautiful.

- What's that they playing tonight?

-

Whatever it is,

tell them to put a

little more funk on it

and stop trying to sound like Herbie.

She just in her twilight,

but she used to own the place.

- Oh, you the OG?

- Yeah.

Miss Ethel's in the house.

Go ahead, then.

This is nice.

Remember this?

Oh!

That's me.

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, baby, take my coat.

Yeah.

Wish me luck, baby. Time

for me to go do my thing.

Now, wait, Grandma.

I don't I don't think

this is the same spot.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Silky Spade on the mic

and welcome to Foxxie

afternoon delights!

If you came to get right,

let me hear you make some noise.

It's time for the black d*ck!

Where the hell am I, Ronnie?

It's your old jazz club, Grandma.

Why you bring me here?

'Cause you been begging me to bring you.

Maybe we should go.

Oh, no. Maybe we should stay.

Ooh, show me what you

working with, baby.

Oh, you got a couple of dollars?

Oh, yeah. Okay.

Don't spend it all in one place.

Yeah, show me what

you working with, baby.

Oh, hoo-hoo! Whoo!

Yeah!

I got you something.

- You ain't have to.

- I wanted to.

Hey, Miss Rich-Rich.

You deserve it.

Thanks, J.

Oh, so that's my new nickname now?

Hey, birthday boy.

Hey, Miss Wankita.

Oh, look at your little haircut.

You think you grown now?

Well, I'm getting there.

Mm-hmm. Do you want your usual?

- Yeah.

- Mm, what can I get you?

I'll have what he's having.

Mm, I'm wondering if I

want grits on the side, too.

Get whatever you want. It's my treat.

Okay, sugar mama.

What's wrong?

I really like you.

Yeah, I know. I like you, too.

- It was me.

- What?

It's my fault those kids

know about your sister.

- Why would you do that?

- It was an accident.

I was talking to my mom about Kiesha,

and she must have told Trip's mom,

and Trip mom must have told him.

- I'm sorry.

- Why would you

tell your mom about the

situation in the first place?

I was just telling her

how strong you are

and how much of a hot mess

I would be if I was you.

- Yeah, but you're not.

- I know.

I just wanted some advice

on how I could take

your mind off of things.

You think buying me sh*t's

gonna make the situation better?

Kiesha could be dead right now.

- Don't say that.

- What do you want me to say?

Everything's gonna be all right?

Huh? You want me to make you

feel good about my situation?

- No.

- Then what do you want?

I just want you to talk about it.

I don't want to talk about it!

If the money ain't at Reg's crib,

- then it got to be here.

- Yo, it ain't no money.

He said the money was

at home, and this is

the only other place

he ever called home.

All right, whatever.

Ain't sh*t here, bro. Just let it go.

Uh-huh.

What I say, huh?

What I tell you? Hmm?

Get back, get back, get back.

Get back, get back, get back.

- He work for Douda.

- I know.

That m*therf*cker been tailing us

ever since we left the house.

Why you ain't say nothing?

That n*gga could've k*lled me.

No, Douda needs you, bro.

Them n*gg*s trying to k*ll me, though.

That's why you kept me around all day?

Something like that.

Man, f*ck you. You ain't

no better than Douda.

n*gga, I'm still your blood, boy.

I'm getting the f*ck out of here.

Douda k*lled Reg.

The Wild Boyz k*lled Reg.

No, he told them to do it so

it wouldn't come back on him.

Douda don't f*ck with the Wild Boyz.

Exactly. So, if they

k*lled one of his own,

why would he let them still breathe?

- I don't know.

- Yeah, you do.

You ain't dumb.

Look, I'm not about to spend

this money on no lawyer

if you ain't trying to live with me.

All right? It's

it's either him or me.

What's it gonna be?

Not many people know about

my mother's mental illness

because I worked very hard

to shield her from the public eye.

But I would like to thank my opponent,

Camille Hallaway,

because by exposing my family,

she exposed a problem

this city has been ignoring

for far too long

the lack of access

to mental health care.

We need to do more,

which is why my campaign

is making it a priority.

We don't just need physical checkups.

We need mental check-ins as well.

I wanted to go on the record

about this because I'm honest.

My opponent, on the other hand,

has said a lot of things off-record

that I think the city deserves to hear.

For example

Yes, I'm going to keep going

to churches in low-income areas

because people with nothing left

to believe in but Jesus

will believe anything.

People told me I wouldn't be

able to open this place up,

but I did.

Back then, I kept this

spot open real late.

All the revolutionaries were coming in,

drink and talk sh*t.

It was the only place they

didn't have to be heroes.

Like Black Panthers and sh*t?

Mm-hmm. I was thinking

about becoming one,

but I ain't want to wear all black

for the rest of my life.

I got to be stepping

out on Easter Sunday.

This place was like a jazz sanctuary.

That's all we played in here.

And you could barely

see the musicians on stage

because everybody was chain-smoking.

Folks either had

numbers in they pocket

or a cigarette in they mouth.

We was just happy to be black

and far away from the South.

It was the only place

blacks could be free.

I'll raise a glass to that.

- Me too.

- All right, now.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

All right, now.

I think I'm ready to go on home.

Ooh.

All right. Y'all is beautiful.

Good night, y'all.

Good night, Miss Ethel.

Uh-uh, Tiff, you got to go

a little higher on your end.

Yeah, there you go.

I think the whole thing is too high.

Kevin gonna break his

neck trying to see it.

All right, well, come on

down just a couple inches.

All right. That's how you like it?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey, Ms. Williams.

I just want to apologize

again about the cake.

See, what had happened was

Papa, don't bother.

With the day I've had,

I don't need nobody

bringing me bad news.

All right, here he comes.

Everybody be quiet.

Turn out the light.

You ready?

Oh.

That is one night to remember, Ronnie.

I tell you

Let me get your coat for you, Grandma.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Did I ever tell you about the time

I almost slept with Coltrane?

Oh, that was a memorable moment.

Oh, thank you.

- Thank you, baby.

- Mm-hmm.

Mm.

Now, I'ma get your shoes for you.

Oh.

It's cold in here.

Let me get you a blanket, Grandma.

Thank you, baby.

How's that, Grandma?

Grandma?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Are you happy now?

Surprise!

Hey!

Happy birthday to you ♪

Happy birthday to you ♪

Happy birthday, dear Kevin ♪

Happy birthday to you ♪

- Hey.

- Happy birthday, baby.

- You remembered.

- Of course I remembered.

What kind of mother

would I be if I forgot

to give you pancakes on your birthday?

Now make a wish.