08x13 - To Live and Die in L.A.

[bunniefuu]

Man, where do I see myself
in 20 years?

Somewhere doing something fly.


retiring on the heels

of a Hall of Fame career
in the NFL.

You know, a life that makes
my father proud.

Where do I see myself
in 20 years?

Um, somewhere being a boss.

No, wait. I'm already a boss,
so, um, a mogul.

Um, maybe even
with my own little girl,

having the kind of relationship
my mom and I had.

In 20 years, I hope
to have made a difference

and have helped to make
the world a better place.

Man, I just want to be
enjoying life

with the woman I love,

retire from the NFL,

coaching our kid's
pee-wee league football team...

And being an asset
to my community.

Man, I just want to be
enjoying life

with the woman I love,

retire from the NFL,

coaching our kid's
pee-wee league football team...

And being an asset
to my community.

Man, I just want
to be enjoying life

with the woman I love...

OK, um, I think...

retire from the NFL...

that is enough Spencer for now.

{\an8}I can't believe JJ went back

{\an8}and dug up these capsules.

{\an8}Like, wasn't the point
to wait 20 years?

{\an8}I guess he couldn't
resist gifting them

to me and Spencer
for the wedding.

Yeah.

Oh, God. Oh, God.
Oh, God.

OK, OK. Hey, just breathe.
I'm here.

In for 3.

Out for 3.

Oh, God.

Is there anything
from Spencer yet?

No. I'm sorry.

But I'm here, and so is Jordan

and Coop, too,

and your mom is on her way.

So you're not gonna
do this alone, OK?

We've got you.

Thanks.

But Spencer is gonna be here.

Olivia...

how are you feeling?

Ugh. Like I've got
two bowling ba*ls inside me

trying to do something
they're not supposed to.

Not far off.

The twins are
definitely fighting

to make an early introduction,

and in the process,
their heart rates

continue to have
these periodic drops.

What does that mean?

That my time is up.

Yes. We're
likely gonna have to do

that emergency C-section

and deliver them, Olivia.

No, no. We have to wait.
It's too soon.

We've waited as long as we can.

No. Uh, you're not
hearing me.

Olivia, our priority is to have

a safe delivery for
you and your babies.

No, I am keeping my babies safe.

Liv, hey, just calm down, OK?

No, no, no. The only
priority right now

needs to be finding my husband.

OK. Olivia, I need to
check your CTG sensors.

Can you give us a second?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Bro, I don't know what's
going on with you,

but you need to get your
a*s to the hospital now, OK?

Do you hear me,
Spencer? Now.

Oh, God. Where are you?

{\an8}Got it. Thank you.

All right.

Hey. That was quick.

Didn't feel quick

when call time
was 5 a.m.

Fair point.

And besides, there's
only so many times

I can say my King Crenshaw line

and drink that damn soda.

Well, with that $12 million
endorsement deal,

you better get used
to saying it.

Ha!

Fair point.

I better get changed
so we can head out.

Ready when you are.

Thanks for flying in, Ma.

Today's either gonna be

one of the best days
of my career

or one of the biggest
mistakes I'll ever make.

Either way, I couldn't
do it without you.

It's been you, me, and Dillon

against the world since day one.

This ain't no different.

Yeah. You right.

Let's get it.

It's game time.

Game time.

Hey, good to see you again,

{\an8}Rachel, James.

{\an8}- Same, always.
- How are you?

{\an8}Though I must admit
we were a bit curious

{\an8}about all the secrecy
surrounding this meeting.

{\an8}Yeah, and our plane to New York

{\an8}leaves this afternoon,
so make it quick, huh?

{\an8}Understood. I appreciate
you all taking the time,

{\an8}and as soon as our
special guests get here,

{\an8}we can dive in.

What special guests?

Barry, what the hell is this?

{\an8}An ambush. That's
no way to go, son.

{\an8}With all due respect, sir,

{\an8}y'all left me no other choice.

{\an8}I tried to have this
conversation with you

{\an8}several times as my GM,

but you wouldn't even
give me the respect

of taking a meeting.

Respect? You want to have

a conversation
about respect, kid?

{\an8}Why don't we
all just have a seat

{\an8}and just talk?

Reasonably.

Fine, as soon
as Spencer tells me

what this whole ruse is about.

{\an8}I wanna be traded
to the L.A. Robins.

{\an8}I wanna come home.

{\an8}Now, look,

{\an8}everyone in this room
has a vested interest

{\an8}in Spencer's NFL career,

whether as a Bobcat
or my team here in L.A.

Phones have been put away.

It's just us, so let's talk

what it'll take to make
this trade happen.

Jesus coming from Heaven Himself

{\an8}because under no circumstances
are we trading

{\an8}a two-time
Super Bowl-winning MVP.

{\an8}No general manager worth
their salt ever would.

{\an8}Wh... why... why
can't I see her?

{\an8}J. You are
not helping, J.

- We know that she's here.
- Jordan.

Please. Someone talk
to me, please.

- Outside!
- Hey, hey, get him outside.

- Hey, hey, why can't I see her?
- I got this, all right?

Look, no one's
giving me an answer.

Maybe 'cause you're screaming
in everyone's face.

Let's give them a second.

- My sister is in there.
- Right!

She is in there
with professionals.

Uh, we have a flight to catch.

You said it was this afternoon.

Look, my son
has poured everything he has

{\an8}into this organisation since
the moment you drafted him.

He just needs a few
moments of your time.

All right. The floor
is yours, Spencer,

but my patience is on a clock.

{\an8}Yes, sir.

{\an8}Give y'all a minute.

Please.

{\an8}OK.

{\an8}As you know, I only
have a year left

{\an8}on my rookie deal,

{\an8}so if you agree to trade me,

{\an8}you'll save the
franchise 150 million

{\an8}on what would have been
my extension.

{\an8}Plus, I am sure whatever
Barry's willing to offer

{\an8}will give y'all a chance
to reload y'all roster

{\an8}for the future.

{\an8}And if we don't agree to this?

{\an8}Then I'll just play
out this season

{\an8}and leave in free agency
next year.

{\an8}Not if I slap you
with a franchise tag

{\an8}at the end of the season.

{\an8}What's that?

{\an8}It's their way

{\an8}of keeping me under
contract against my will.

{\an8}I won't sign that contract.

{\an8}Fine. You won't play for us.

{\an8}But if I don't remove the tag,

{\an8}you can't play for
anyone else either.

{\an8}You'd really rather tag me
than honour my request

{\an8}to be traded?

{\an8}You're colluding
with the GM of the team

{\an8}you wanna be traded to.
That's tampering.

All Barry did was help
set up this meeting.

Come on, Rachel. Let's
call this what it is.

You're punishing me
for wanting to leave.

{\an8}Need I remind you
we're the only team

{\an8}who took a chance on you
after you made

{\an8}those inflammatory comments
at the NFL combine.

{\an8}And what did I do in return?

{\an8}Oh, that's right.
I led y'all

{\an8}to not one
but two championships,

{\an8}the first two in
franchise history.

{\an8}But you want to leave us,
the reigning champs,

{\an8}for the... the L.A. Robins?

This is bigger than football.

Bigger how?

'Cause you're never gonna have
it better than you do now.

Without me and my dad,
you wouldn't have

your platform

{\an8}or the endorsements.

{\an8}Hell, we made you the man
you are right now.

Are you serious?

And I made y'all the team
you are right now.

OK, OK. Maybe we
just need to take a beat

and regroup in a little.

Uh, no need to regroup.
We're done.

And Spencer's not being traded.

Which pee-wee game were
you just reminiscing about?

Ha ha. That obvious?

My first one.

Oh, you showed out that day.

Mm-hmm.

You remember the night before?

I do.

You had your little uniform

all spread out on
the bedroom floor,

your cleats, pads,
even your mouthpiece.

That was the first time

I ever saw my name on a jersey.

I stared at it all night.

Mm-hmm.

The morning of the game,

you told me the name on
the front of your jersey

may change from time to time,

but the name on the back...

that'll last forever.

I was really hoping
to change the name

on the front of that
jersey today, but...

I'm pretty sure I just
fumbled it away.

The only reason Rachel
came at you that hard

is because she's hurting.

Hurting over what?

Think about it, son.

Rachel is a GM,

her dad is the owner.

Bobcats is a family business.

Legacy and loyalty are
everything to them.

So I got to ask you,

why is moving back right
now so important to you?

I'm grateful for my life
in New York, Ma.

I really am.
It's just...

I don't know.

My soul just never felt
settled out there.

Home is Crenshaw.

Home is you, Dillon,

our house on Palm Ave.

Home is the Bakers.

It's those swings
in Van Ness Park

where Coop and I shared
every secret, every dream,

every... fear.

Home is the Billy Baker Field.

It's King Crenshaw.

It's...

where you and Pops met.

Home is this field...

where I got
the chance to honour you

as the real MVP of
my first championship.

You remember that?

It's also where
I proposed to Liv...

right there
on that 22 yard line.

Home is where

the next generation
of my family started.

And it is where I wanna
raise my kids, Ma.

Then let's bring you home.

Nah. Rachel
ain't trying to see me,

not after the way I
just popped off at her.

Well, I convinced her
and Mr. Lamont

not to leave just yet.

Look, my dad
and I are still firm

with our decision.

The only reason
we agreed to this

is because you wouldn't take
no for an answer, Grace.

I see a lot of my mom in you.

Her name was Aimee, right?

That's right.

She got her wings, uh,
almost 10 years ago.

You and Aimee bought
this team back in 1991

with the money you both
earned in the tech space.

That's one of my favourite
stories on your podcast.

Had me in tears.

The Lamont
name has a rich history

that traces back to our
ancestors in Scotland.

That legacy is...

the foundation of
everything for us.

And this football team
is your legacy,

which is why you left
your finance job

to return home to
work for the Bobcats.

Everyone thought she was crazy.

- I had my reasons.
- Yeah.

Family and football
are your reasons.

They mean everything to you.

That's why you busted
your a*s to become

the dope GM you are.

Where is this going?

Your journey is no
different than Spencer's.

Crenshaw is where he learned

the power of family and legacy.

It's his why.

And similar to you, Rachel,
it's the reason

he wants to bring his wife
and their twins back home.

I guess you could say
that community is

my family business.

All right.

The only way we
would consider a trade

is if you agree to give us



a second-rounder,

and Ethan Cooley.

All that draft capital,

plus Ethan, my
Pro Bowl-starting quarterback?

You can't be serious.

That is the market
for a two-time champion MVP.

You can't meet our asking price,

there's no deal.

Really, Rach?

You and I go back
to our days as scouts

and you're gonna pull
this BS on me?

What the hell happened to
good faith negotiations?

There's nothing to negotiate.

We're offering you
fair market value.

No. You're being a complete...

OK!

Let's just stay focused
on the task at hand.

Mr. Parker, what are
you willing to give up?

Final offer I got

is one first-rounder,
two second-rounders,

and a third-round
compensatory pick.

Shall we?

Whoa. Whoa.
Where you going?

I gifted you 4 draft picks.

We're gonna need
multiple first-rounders,

plus one of your
proven star players

to keep our team competitive.

Fine. Then go.
This is ridiculous.

- No. Wait. Wait. Wait.
- For what, Spencer?

Let me holla at you.
Come on.

- Please.
- You know this is...

Come on.

Mr. Parker.

Look, kid, as much
as I'm willing to do

whatever it takes
to get you here,

trading away 3 first-round picks

and my starting QB?
That's a nonstarter for me.

I hear you on that, but look,

I know there's a deal
to be made here.

- I just don't think this...
- Look, look.

Nothing I got ever come easy.

I had to fight every
step of the way,

whether it's recovering from
my sh**ting in high school,

wrestling my way onto
the field in college,

missing day one of the draft.

Get to the point, Spencer.

Despite having to fight

for every one
of those opportunities,

every team I played for
won a championship.

So what you trying to say,

that you're worth it?

Hey, they don't call me
the resource for nothing.

The fight is not over!
The fight is not over!

The fight is not over!
The fight is not over...

Go ahead, Mr. James.

Please don't give up
on South Crenshaw High,

Ms. Sanchez. Not yet.

My moms reminded me today
that if we keep taking resources

out of the neighbourhood,

there gonna be no hood
left standing.

And, look,
I'm guilty of it, too.

I took a resource away
from my neighbourhood.

And like Superintendent Carter,

I thought I was doing it
for all the right reasons,

but I was wrong.

I was wrong.

Reinvesting in our community,
reinvesting in us,

in all of us,
is the right choice.

That's why I'm bringing back
the resource I took away.

What resource are you
referring to?

Me.

I'm the resource.

I respect your ego,
Spencer. I do.

But this isn't a school
district board meeting.

I run a billion-dollar franchise

that can't be sustained
without its first-round picks

and one of the best
QBs in the game.

Agreed. I need Ethan Cooley
to stay as my QB,

but what about
your running back,

Davonte Beemer?

Have you lost your mind?
Davonte's elite.

But he's stuck behind
Ray Foster,

who is also elite
and just signed

a big contract extension.

Look, Davonte would be
a damn good fit

on New York's offense.

What's it gonna be, Barry?

Are two first-round
draft picks enough

to at least get you
back in that room?

Mr. Baker, did
you speak with your sister

about her birthing plan?

Look, I told you,
she's pretty firm

on waiting for her husband.

I pride myself on
doing everything possible

to honour our mothers'
wishes during labor

until indulging those
wishes becomes dangerous

to both mother and her babies.

Is that where we're at?
Are Liv and the twins in danger?

- Mom, hey.
- Hey.

Thank God. Uh,
Liv is stable for now,

but the contractions
keep coming,

and... and Dr. Malone
believes

that she will need
a C-section today.

OK.

It's good to meet you,
Mrs. Baker.

- Hi.
- Perhaps you can help

your daughter understand that
we can't wait much longer.

These babies are coming with
or without her husband.

Uh, OK.
Still no word from Spencer?

Uh, no. No. And Liv
is kind of in denial,

and I... we don't know
what to do, Mom.

They're talking emergency
birth plans and all this stuff.

OK. How... how much time
does Olivia actually have

before the decision's
out of her hands?

An hour at most.

Understood. Um...

OK, well, I'm not gonna override

any of my daughter's decisions,

but let's see if I can
help things along.

OK?

- OK.
- Yeah.

OK.

Hi, sweetheart.

Hi, Mom.

Hi.

Mom, I'm so happy you're here.

I'm so sorry that my flight
took so long.

How are you so pregnant

and still so beautiful?

I hear it's hormonal.

How are you feeling, honey?

Let me guess.

You've been told
I'm being delusional

and/or irrational

and you were sent in here
to talk some sense into me?

I'm here to support you.
That's it.

Zero judgment.

OK.

What's wrong?

I think Layla took my phone.

Oh, she did, she did.

It's OK. Her and Coop
are keeping an eye on it.

They just don't want
you stressed out, babe.

All you need to focus on is you

and these beautiful babies.

Spencer will be here, Mom,

and together, we're gonna make

all the necessary decisions.

OK. You two sharing
this special moment is

the most important.
I get that.

But until then,
is it OK if we hang,

me and my baby?

- OK.
- OK?

Yeah.

Now let's talk about fun stuff,

like what excites you
the most about being a mom?

Rach...

we've been talking in circles.

Every single one of these
counters has been fair.

There's still the matter
of Ethan Cooley.

I already told you,

we gotta remove Ethan Cooley
from the chat.

Then we're back to square one,

and we have a jet to catch.

What about Davonte Beemer?

Your star running back.

He's a good back with
great hands

who would absolutely cook
for y'all.

Plus, I know how much

you wanted to
draft him last year.

We did, until you traded up
and snatched him from us.

Well, he's all yours.

Along with those
two first-round draft picks.

Sorry for barging in,

but you're all over
the local news, Spencer.

I think you should call home.

Why?

What's going on?

It's Liv. She's in labor.

Oh, my God.

Uh, so we will...

{\an8}OK, come on.

{\an8}Wait. Oh!

{\an8}Spencer, where
the hell you been, man?

What's happening? What's...
what's going on?

The babies' heart rates
are dropping.

Again?

We gotta bring them back up, OK?

Just like before,
the medicine is

gonna increase your
heart rate, too,

so it's gonna feel
a little weird,

sort of like
a mini anxiety attack.

OK. It's OK.
Look at me.

I'm right here, OK?
I got you, sweet girl.

Breathe.

Spencer is on the way, I think.

Finally!
Where has he been?

He wouldn't say,
and then the phone cut out.

- Have you told Liv?
- Not yet.

A bunch of doctors just
ran in there.

Plus, I don't have
any answers for her.

I mean, do you wanna
get her hopes up

and he still doesn't
get here on time?

Mm-mm. No.

Khalil, what are you doing here?

Why aren't you at the showcase?

Everyone's here.
You haven't heard?

We ended the game early.
KJ tore his pectoral muscle.

He's downstairs in the E.R.

Um, go. I'll keep you
updated on Liv. Go.

OK. OK. Yeah.

I'm sorry. I know today
was a big day for you

and nothing has gone as planned.

Yeah, well, I got
a really good conversation

with the coach
at Stanford out of it,

so it wasn't all bad.

Wait. I'm... I'm sorry.

You had a conversation

with a coach
from your dream school?

Bro, you gotta lead with that.

Look, I still gotta
raise my SAT scores,

but I don't know,
I'm... I'm hopeful.

Yeah. We are more than
hopeful, Khalil, OK?

Our money is on you.

- Yes!
- That's amazing.

Baby, that's what's up.

Were you scared
having twins, Mom?

About the delivery process?

All of it.

Ohh. Honey, I was probably
around your age

when I was pregnant
with you and Jordan.

I'd just started law school.

Your dad was on the road a lot,

and I was terrified
that you guys

were either gonna
come early or late

and that he wouldn't
be there for it.

Yeah, but he was there
that day, right?

He was. But...

even if he hadn't been,
I made a conscious decision

to acknowledge my fear,
put it in my pocket,

and plow forward

because I had to start
thinking like a mom.

I'm not as strong as you, Mom.

No. Nonsense.
You're stronger.

You have been since the womb.

Why do you think you
came out first?

'Cause Jordan was lazy.

Because you've been
a fighter from birth, Liv.

You fought your way
into this world.

You fought your way
back to sobriety.

As a teenager,

you fought on behalf
of the voiceless,

even when it meant
going against giants.

You're the walking
personification

of strength, my love.

I'm sorry.
Olivia...

take a look at
the screen for me.

You see this right here?
Your twins are holding

onto their separate
umbilical cords.

Both of them?

I know. It's unusual,
but yes.

And that's why their
heart rate keeps dropping.

We are officially
out of time, Olivia.

We need to deliver them now.

- Mom?
- It's all right.

They're listening to you
and holding on for their dad,

but it's time, honey.

It's OK to tell them to let go.

They're fighters, just like you.

OK.

OK. I'm ready.

I'm ready to meet my twins.

Thanks again, Doctor. We'll
let you know within the hour.

OK.

Dad...

I really don't want to get
the surgery today,

not until I know that
Liv and the twins are OK.

Son, this injury is serious.

I mean, your mother needs to
hurry up with that paperwork

so she can talk
some sense into you.

But the doctor said that I
have a little wiggle room.

He also said the longer
you wait for this surgery,

the more your tendon
will scar and retract.

Thank you. I like her.

But I hear you on
family over everything,

so split the difference.

Schedule the surgery for
first thing in the morning,

and we'll pray that your
baby cousins come tonight

so you can meet them first.

Yeah, I really like her.

Yeah, I like her, too.

Uh, yeah, I'm gonna go
check in with... with Jordan.

Man, this is...
this is crazy,

'cause I'm in the worst
pain of my life right now,

but somehow this is
the best day of my life.

Oh, hey. Sorry
to interrupt. Uh...

No, no. You're good.
I'll come back.

OK. Hmm.

Actually, uh, my dad
was looking for you.

OK. Yeah. No worries. I'll
catch up with him later.

Uh, full ride to GAU.
OK, cuz, I see you.

Ha ha! Yeah, I
appreciate you, cuzzo.

Yeah. How is the, uh, tear?

It hurts, but, um, it'll heal.

Mm.

But, listen, I plan
on being back

before the championship
in 7 months, OK,

so I just need Coach Jordan
to make sure

we get to that chip
in my absence.

- Yeah.
- Cool?

You... you are
coaching us, right?

{\an8}What is he saying?

{\an8}I'm just asking him
where the hell he's at,

{\an8}what's taking so long.

{\an8}- What? Again?
- Ha! Right!

{\an8}Hey, Auntie Coop,
I need a favour.

Oh, say less. What's up?

I wanna talk to that reporter

who helped you find Spencer.

OK. Talk to him
about what?

My standoff with ICE

and my arrest.

And I'm ready to speak
on everything.

I'm letting my mess
be the message

and showing up for my community

the same way they showed up
for my dad.

Uh, speaking of showing up!

Surprise!

Wow. That's
an understatement.

We're here.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait. Hey. I'm here.

I'm here.

Ohh, I knew it. Hi, baby.

The infamous husband.

You have about one minute
to get scrubbed in, Spencer.

It's time to meet your twins.

Yes, ma'am.
I'mma be right there.

OK.

Yeah, I'll see you
on the field, London.

Uh, where is everybody?

Oh. Trying their luck
in the cafeteria.

Got it. Uh, guess
I'll go join them.

You're not gonna ask
about that call?

Look, whatever
you and your new boss

have to talk about, it's
none of my business, man.

You mean me and your boss.

I was just wishing London luck

with the next football season

and saying how
I was looking forward

to facing him on the field

whenever I beat
y'all's asses again

in the playoffs.

Uh, wait.

You're not taking the job?

I'm not taking the job.

And for what it's worth,
I told him and AD Beckett

that they would be crazy
to let you go.

Thank you, man.

Of course.

Hi.

They're here.

Ten fingers, ten toes.

Ten fingers, ten toes.

Yeah.

We did it.

You did it.

You incredible, Liv.

Come on.

All right, Dada.

I got you.

You know, there was a time

I thought I didn't want kids.

I was terrified I wouldn't
be able to love 'em right,

raise 'em right.

And now?

Oh, I'm still terrified.

But loving you
and being loved by you

makes me feel like
I can achieve anything.

You...

and our babies...

are everything I want.

And you better remember that

when I elbow you in
the middle of the night

for trying to sleep
through a feeding.

Ha ha. I got you.

I love you.

I love you.

Hi.

Is it OK to come in?

Dr. Malone said you were
up for some visitors.

Oh, yeah. Of course,
of course.

Oh, my God.

Hi.

Hi.

All right, you
should do the honours.

Yeah, um, fam...

Mary and Corey Baker James.

Wait. I thought...

I thought that you were
having twin girls.

Turns out little Corey was
hiding something from us

on all his ultrasounds.

Hey.

How you feeling?

Pretty good thanks to you.

Seriously, thank you.

It was nothing.

Hey, it was everything.

Yo, for real for real,

where have you been
all day, though?

Oh, yeah, you never said.

Uh... I was trying
a Hail Mary that

I don't think is gonna pan out.

Holy crap.

Are you for real?

What's going on?

In a stunning trade
that no one saw coming,

it appears Spencer James
has officially been traded

from the New York Bobcats
to the L.A. Robins.

Looks like Crenshaw's finest
is coming home.

Is that true?

It's gonna cost L.A.
two first-round picks,

a second-round pick,
and a running back, but...

I'm coming home?

Yes.

Baby.

We coming home, y'all.

- Amina Simms. Hi.
- Hi.

Hi. I'm from
the "L.A. Tribune."

I'm so sorry. I'm actually
running late, but...

I'll be quick.
Just wanted a quote...

OK.

On how it feels to be

the youngest campaign manager
to run a winning campaign.

Councilman Simms attributed
his groundbreaking victory

in Tuesday's
special election to you.

Well, it feels earned, honestly.

We worked hard to make sure

the people of the Crenshaw
district felt heard,

and they proved their trust
in us at the polls.

My dad and I are of
the people and for the people.

Always have been
and always will be.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
it's a big day for my aunt.

Thank you.

And that I
will faithfully discharge

the duties of an attorney
and counsellor at law.

To the best of my
knowledge and ability.

To the best of my knowledge
and ability.

And as an officer of the court,

I will strive to conduct myself

at all times with
dignity, courtesy,

and integrity.

And as an officer of the court,

I will strive at all times

to conduct myself with
dignity, courtesy,

and integrity.

Congratulations, Coop.

It's official.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Ooh, Spence, don't you
gotta take off for media?

Go ahead. Go, bro.
I'm good.

I... I appreciate
you coming.

You crazy? I wasn't missing
this for nothing.

None of us were.

Well, thank you, Councilman.

You're welcome,
Mrs. Esquire.

It's a pretty big
weekend for everyone, huh?

I mean, first Coop,

and Jordan is up
for NFL's High School

Head Coach of the Year tomorrow.

I know, right?

And then Sunday,
we have the Super Bowl.

Ah, just like Uncle Spencer.

Always gotta upstage all
the rest of our big wins.

You're assuming
Jordan's gonna win.

I can't believe I won.

Hey, I can,

Mr. South Crenshaw
Coach of the Year,

and in your second
year, no less.

Yeah. Yeah, it's almost
as impressive

as all of your producing awards.

Hmm.

You think maybe we could...

you know, move them

just to make room for
my one little trophy?

Move? Oh.

Look at that.

You know, I'll, um,

I'll think about it.
OK. Just...

Ooh.

For the love of God,

will y'all two hurry up
so we're not all late?

Yeah. Uh, so which one
of us has the honour

of changing the little monster?

Not it.

Not... it.

Oh. Be careful.

Mary, please stop aiming
for your brother's head

with Grandpa Billy's doll.

God. Sometimes, I swear,
she's trying to k*ll him.

She does have
one hell of an arm.

- Takes after her dad.
- Oh.

OK, more like her
favorite uncle.

That is a Baker arm right there.

Where's Layla?

She's helping Monica
put her shoes on, so...

Seriously, dude?

What? Oh, this old thing?

You didn't think I was just
gonna leave her at home,

now, did you?

OK. Touche.

But it's been over two months,

and I'm coming back to
reclaim my title next year.

Yeah, OK. We'll see.

OK. Come on, Corey, Mary.

Let's go watch Daddy be great

and win a real trophy.

- Ohh!
- Yeah! Let's go, guys.

Damn, that was cold.

Yeah, that's your twin, man.

- Don't wanna be late.
- Yeah, she is.

OK.

Come on.

Tori?

Khalil?

This is crazy.
It's been forever.

It sure has. Um, congrats
on the dance career.

I heard about the big tour.

Thanks! You know,
I actually just landed

a new gig that's gonna
keep me put for a while.

You're looking at the new
assistant choreographer

for the Laker Girls.

Yo, that's amazing.

So you made it back
to cheer after all.

Something like that.

And you made your way
into medicine, I see?

Something like that.

Yeah, I'm a first-year
medical student.

Oh, my God. Shut up!

Khalil, what happened
to football?

I mean, football
got me to Stanford,

Stanford got me to
UCLA Med School.

Yeah, helping Liv the day
the twins were born

set me on a new path
to a new dream.

Dr. Khalil Edwards.

I'm not mad at that.

The big game starts soon,

and I assume that you're going,

so, uh, I won't hold you.

But it was great to see you.

It was great to see you.

You know what?

How about we grab
some better coffee

from across the street?

Aren't you gonna be late?

It's a 4-hour game.

Let's go. Come on. Come on.
You ready?

Let's do this. Let's do this.
Let's do this.

First Super Bowl.

How you feeling?

Nauseous, man.

That's good.
That means it matters.

And just know

that feeling before
the start of every big game,

it never goes away...

even when you know
it's your last game.

Wait. What you mean?
You... you retiring?

The bosses already know.

I asked that they let me
tell you myself.

And you thought now,

now was the right time
to tell me?

Oh, you damn straight.

It's your team now, KJ.

And when you step out
on that field,

I need you to own that, OK?

And it has been a honour

to play my last season
with you as my QB.

Nah, man.

The honour is all mine.

And here come the NFC Champions,

the Los Angeles Robins!

Uh, Spence,

not gonna let you
down out there.

I know you won't.

Now come on. Let's get it.
Game time.

Let's do it.

All right! Let's go.
Let's go!

Retiring a 3-time champ.
Nicely done, brother.

And to think, it all
started right here

on this field,

the field you're continuing
to build a legacy on.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess I am,
aren't I?

It's not bad for a couple of
messed-up L.A. kids, right?

Whoa. Speak for yourself.

I was a gem as a kid.

Yeah, OK. Whatever.

But for real, though, I mean...

think about how far we've come.

You know, I just wish, uh...

I wish my dad were
still here to see it...

to see the men that
we've become.

Yeah.

The fathers we've become.

Yeah.

That's all 'cause of him.

OK.

I don't know about you,

but my wife will k*ll me

if I'm not home in time

to put the wonder twins
to bed, so...

Ha ha!
Even on Super Bowl Sunday?

Bruh, please don't act

like Layla is not
the boss of your house.

Ha ha! Yeah. No.
Definitely.

She's definitely the boss.

- You OK?
- Yeah.

Greg, move your head.