Myles: mom, why is my nephew here?
Viola: you just adopted a baby boy.
Dylan: how you doing? What up?
I'm from the hard streets of chicago.
I was on that block.
Viola: that child has never had a home.
He would be happy here.
Dylan: this house is dope, man. Know what I'm sayin'?
Yasmine: is this english?
Myles: sounds like "blblblblb!"
Charlie: I think I need to google this.
Dylan: we got work to do. I'm gonna help you.
Charlie: what are you doing?
Myles: he's only . How bad could it be?
Dylan: so, let me tell you where babies come from.
Rebecca: mom!
Dylan: I'm taking the top bunk.
I'm a top dog in this dog-eat-dog world.
You're just a squirrel.
[Dylan mumbling]
How can you sleep with all of that?
Charlie: I don't hear anything.
Dylan: exactly! Where's the car horns?
The car alarms?
The carjackings?
Charlie: I guess none of that happens here.
That's the beauty of the suburbs.
Dylan: that's the booty of the suburbs!
Charlie: eww!
Dylan: I need some noise so I can fall asleep.
Not all this peace and quiet.
Charlie: o...k.
[Rebecca groaning loudly]
Dylan: now that's more like it.
Rebecca: oh. I'm sorry. Were y'all asleep?
Charlie: no. Dylan can't sleep.
[Dylan snoring]
Charlie: well, I'm up. What's wrong?
Rebecca: grandma v is sleeping in my room.
She is really annoying.
She went to the bathroom for the eleventh time.
Her bladder is the size of a pea.
Charlie: too bad you can't be me.
I'm living my best life rooming with dylan.
Rebecca: dylan? The -year-old
Who has more limited edition sneakers than common sense?
I'm good.
Charlie: he couldn't even fall asleep...
'Cause he was missing the streets.
[Footsteps] rebecca: oh, that's grandma. Be quiet.
Dylan: yo! This silence is so deafening!
It was just getting loud enough to sleep!
Rebecca: shh!
Dylan: ah, what? Wait. Rebecca, why are you here?
Rebecca: I'm hiding from grandma. Shh!
Dylan: word, word. I heard that.
God bless her. She got that corn chip feet.
Rebecca: right? Where the dip at?
Dylan: it's different perfumes
That all smell like a different peanut.
Rebecca: she really think she doing something with those.
Charlie: I thought she smelled good.
Dylan: here. Try this.
Got a whole bag.
Never know when you might need one.
Rebecca: thanks, dylan. You know,
Maybe I misjudged you.
Viola: what you doing in here, baby?
Rebecca: oh, I was going to the bathroom
When I saw the light on.
Viola: is that a clothes pin?
Dylan used to use those all the time.
Oh, if you going to that bathroom,
You might need one.
I used all the air freshener
But it's, um, lingering.
Night, babies. [Chuckles]
Kids: eww!
Charlie: that's gross. Dylan: thank you. See?
Never know when you might need one.
Now, somebody go outside
And loudly rattle a trash can
So I can fall back asleep.
* Ma knew I was important, not a regular guy *
* Everybody follow me, imma take you on a trip *
* Buckle up, let's go, I'mma getchu all hip *
* I'm a star, came up from a block in chi-town *
* Livin' large, I'm tryna balance school and these bars *
* Came far, ain't no better feelin' *
* I tell 'em, "you gon love young dylan" *
* Young dylan * singers: * ay! Young dyl *
Dylan: dylan! * Young dylan *
Singers: * ay! Young dyl * dylan: * ay! Get 'em, dyl *
* I tell 'em, "you gon love young dylan" *
Dylan: charlie, I'm saying if I can land a deal,
My whole life will change.
Charlie: wow, a deal? That's so cool!
What's a deal?
Dylan: man, I'll be rocking the labels
And riding in my benzo.
Charlie: awesome, dylan! I'm so glad
You're staying with us.
Dylan: I'm not.
Charlie: that's fair.
Dylan: except your mom is
Selling that celeb house soon.
That's cool. Who do you think it could be?
Ooh, drake.
Charlie: probably not.
Dylan: I feel like I can go platinum,
If I hook up with the right celeb producer.
That's my dream. What's yours, c?
Charlie: charlie wilson: local librarian.
[Dylan laughs] you're k*lling me, bruh.
I'mma teach you how to roll with me.
Charlie: I wanna change my answer.
This is my dream.
Yasmine: good morning, boys. Myles: morning, boys.
Hey, dyl. Sleep ok?
Dylan: nah. We need to talk, man.
Myles: oh, we do? Well, what do we need to talk about?
Dylan: I just think I need
Better accommodations than this.
Myles: you live in a big house with a big backyard and--
Yasmine: and a veranda.
Dylan: that's exactly what I'm talking about!
And auntie, come on, tell us!
Who's your deal with? You've gotta tell us.
Is it lil' baby?
Yasmine: I thought that was your rap name.
Dylan: huh? No. I'm young dylan.
Yasmine: really? 'Cause "lil' baby"
Just matches somehow.
Anyway, I told you kids that it's a secret.
I signed what's called an nda.
That means zipped lips.
Dylan and charlie: aw, man!
Charlie: come on, mom!
Dylan: yeah, man, this is celebrity...
[Charlie and dylan shouting at once] myles: hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey! [Snorting]
Dylan: ...just tell me.
Myles: it's a whistle. Stop it. Ok?
Nondisclosure agreement. Lips sealed. That's it.
Dylan: well, I'mma still give y'all my ryder,
Because if I'm staying here, some things gotta change.
Charlie: what's a ryder?
Dylan: it's what us stars be demanding.
Myles: hmph! Ryder.
You really about to write that down?
Viola: well, I need to be getting back.
Yasmine: oh! Leaving so soon?
Viola: har-har.
I better hurry. I don't like driving at night.
Myles: mom, it's the morning,
And you always drive at night.
Viola: I drive on ladies' night
Down to the clurb.
Charlie: what's a clurb?
Viola: I wanted to make sure dylan was ok.
Myles: you know, you dropped him off here,
But you seem to be over here all the time.
You can just take him back with you.
Yasmine: he's fine.
Dylan: no. I'm not.
Grandma played me.
Viola: boy, what are you talking about?
Dylan: you told me this family was dope.
They're, like, lame.
They have something called "responsibilities."
Viola: news flash-- everyone does.
You just don't be paying attention.
Dylan. Dylan: ow! Come on!
Viola: come here, baby. Bye. Grandma loves you.
Dylan: for real, though? Viola: mm-hmm.
Myles: mama, you don't want to stay for breakfast?
Viola: ooh, don't thr*aten me.
I've had yasmine's cooking.
It's like as*ault with two tablespoons of a deadly w*apon.
All right, I got to go, y'all.
Lock this doggie door or, hmm, I'll be back.
Myles: bye, mom.
Dylan: yo, grandma be like on that sauce.
Charlie: she sure do. Aioli.
Dylan: first lesson. "Aioli." What is that?
Say "sauce."
Charlie: sow-ce.
Dylan: there you go, kid...
And another thing. You book smart.
I am street smart. So, lose the pad.
Charlie: hey. [Pad hits floor]
Yasmine: ah, so, dylan.
Where have you been going to school?
Dylan: oh. I've been homeschooled...
* Home with no school, fool, that's the truth *
* The golden rule, I be educating myself *
* Talking to the ref like you don't know about me *
* You ain't my equal, you just the enemy *
* You ain't no friend to me *
Myles: ah. I got this one.
Yeah, he went to school with a ref and an enemy.
Dylan: no! I played ball all day.
My mom give me a book, be like,
"Read this."
She'd be in her room, but I'm good.
I'm street smart and when I'm done,
Cuzzo will be fly, too.
Bruh!
[Myles laughs]
Yasmine: hey.
Dylan: better watch your kid, man.
Myles: hmm. I have no idea--i don't know.
What's a cuzzo?
Rebecca: "cuzzo" is cousin.
Yasmine: so, he's saying that cousin will...
Be able to fly?
Rebecca: he's saying
That when he's done teaching charlie,
Charlie will be cool like him.
He thinks he's cool.
Myles: ok. Yasmine: oh.
Rebecca: [indistinct].
Charlie: wassup, harvard law? It's young c!
[Myles and yasmine panting]
Yasmine: did we just have the same day-mare?
Myles: think so.
It's ok, though, baby.
We got this. Uhh!
Yeah. But first we have to
Get a dictionary for street slang.
Rebecca: who are you asking to the dance?
Bethany: who am I asking to the dance?
No one.
I'm getting asked to the dance.
Rebecca: bethany, how many times do I have to tell you?
We are girls and we are powerful.
We don't wait for boys to ask us.
We ask them.
Bethany: I don't know. My mom says
I should wait to get asked to the dance
So I don't end up like my aunt.
Rebecca: your aunt that lives in a house
With a bunch of cats?
Bethany: no! The aunt with the raccoon farm.
Rebecca: well, as powerful women,
We can do whatever we want.
Live with cats, farm raccoons,
And ask boys to the dance ourselves.
Bethany: look, here comes zuri. Now's your turn!
Zuri: hi, rebecca. Rebecca: um, hey.
Zuri: hey. [Bethany whispers] girl power.
Rebecca: oh, can I talk to you about the dance?
Zuri: yeah, I was gonna talk to you about it.
Rebecca: let me say my thing first.
Bethany: what were you going to say, zuri?
Zuri: I was gonna ask if rebecca wanted to go with me.
That'd make me very happy.
Rebecca: ohhhh!
Bethany: interesting quandary.
Would you like to go to the dance with him, rebecca?
Rebecca: bethany!
Zuri: yeah. Would you like to go with me?
Rebecca: uh...uhh? Uh...uhh!
[Bethany whispers] yes! Rebecca: no.
Zuri: you don't? Why not?
Bethany: yes, rebecca, why is that?
Rebecca: because...er...wait.
Why do I need a reason?
Zuri: I just... I thought you liked me.
Rebecca: you think because you're the man,
I have to have an excuse
To not want to go to the dance with you?
Bethany: this is going great.
Rebecca: I'm not going with you. Bye, zuri.
Zuri: i, well, sorry. Good-bye.
Rebecca: ohh! What just happened?
Bethany: the guy you wanted to go to the dance with...
Ahem. Asked you to go to the dance with him
And you, my friend, said no.
Rebecca: you ever heard of a rhetorical question, bethany?
Bethany: I have, and... That was one.
Rebecca: uhh!
Dylan: aight, c, your moms could be closing that deal
With the celeb any moment.
Now, next lesson on street smarts--
Think on your feet.
Charlie: think on my feet. Yasmine: boys, dinner.
Dylan: lose the bandana.
Charlie: I think it looks fly.
Dylan: it does not. What are you--a cowboy?
Charlie: I wish!
Dylan: focus!
Yasmine: boys!
Dylan: coming, auntie.
Myles: ahh. Mm. Hey.
This was great. This was good.
Yasmine: thanks, sweet. Dylan: yo.
Y'all put out, like, forks, and I only used one.
Myles: yup, and when we're done, guess who does the dishes?
The kids.
Dylan: oh, that's cold.
But naw, man. When my hands be on the mic,
This manicure gotta stay on point,
Like I got the schmoney.
Myles: I don't have a clue. I have no--
Yasmine: we can search online.
Myles: yes! Right, right,
With the ebonics dictionary,
The ebonics-tionary. Yeah.
Rebecca: he said that when he holds the microphone,
His nails need to look great,
Like he's rich and has money.
Yasmine: baby, are we that old?
Myles: apparently.
Dylan: yo, yes.
[Knocking on door]
Myles: ooh, who could that be?
Dylan: is it the deal? Is it the deal?
Yasmine: ohh! Charlie: mom, is it the deal?
Yasmine: we're gonna find out!
And boys, behave.
Rebecca: yes, children, behave yourselves.
Man: bless up. How you doing?
Rebecca: dj khaled! [Screams]
Yasmine: calm-- calm down, baby!
Myles: [indistinct]. [Rebecca stops screaming]
[Rebecca screams] yasmine: honey!
[Rebecca stops screaming] myles: two of 'em.
Yup, right there.
Rebecca, get ahold of yourself. Come on.
He's just a man.
Dj khaled: how you doing, man?
There's a lot going on. Everything good?
Myles: how you doing, mr. Dj? I'm yasmine--myles's husband.
Dj khaled: I'm a little confu--
Yasmine: no, I'm sorry. Never mind him.
Come on in. Myles: yeah, come on in.
Move, move, move, move! Move, move!
Dylan: yo, you're gonna try to snipe the man on his ?
I'm just saying.
Myles: yes, you are saying.
Dj khaled: I'mma tell you what he's saying.
He's saying you got caught
Doing a selfie. What's going on here?
Myles: I was testing the batteries. Hello.
Dj khaled: you played yourself is what really happened,
But it's love, it's always love.
Myles: always. Dj khaled: always love.
Myles: oh, you speak dylan.
Dylan: yo. Dj khaled: dylan?
Dylan: y'all gotta chill with that groupie stuff.
Dj khaled: he's basically trying to say
You gotta chill out and just relax, man.
Yasmine: ha ha! He's only been here a few days,
But it's been a struggle.
[Myles laughs] yes, yes.
Dj khaled: we love the kids.
Myles: yeah, we actually had to go buy
A subscription to an ebonics translation site.
Yeah. I even downloaded the app.
It's crazy. It's...it's...
African-american vernacular thing...
Yasmine: so... * Mr. Dj, put a record on *
I'm sorry, mr. Khaled. I don't know why I said that.
Myles: really? Yasmine: uh...what brings you by?
Dj khaled: well, I came to tell you that
I want to get the house.
Yasmine: oh! Dj khaled: and not only
Do I want to get the house, I want to keep this top secret
Because I'm doing this for my mother.
Yasmine: oh. Dj khaled: it's something I want to
Keep on the low, you know? Shh. Quiet.
Yasmine: yes. For sure. Dj khaled: please.
Yasmine: we can get the price low.
Dj khaled: oh, yeah, I saw... I always
Want to get a good deal. I like that.
Rebecca: mom, that means don't tell anyone.
Yasmine: oh. Oh! Yes!
Fo sho! Ha ha ha ha! I can do that.
Dj khaled: please keep this top secret.
Keep it on the low.
Dylan: * introducing young dylan *
* Tell me, who don't know me? *
* Put respect up on my name *
* I'm the youngest o.g. *
* Khaled, this a cool b*at *
* You can call me what you want *
* But don't call me rope *
* There's money [indistinct] *
* I could grow a goatee *
Dj khaled: hold up, hold up. You just made that up?
Dylan: yeah, bro. I freestyle and so does he.
Charlie: yeah, check it. * They call me c *
* The letter before b, but I'm getting straight "a"s *
* Hey-hey * myles: rruff! Ha ha!
Dj khaled: you come up with that, too?
Dylan: charlie, man, I said
Street smart, not sesame street.
Dj khaled: that's incredible, kid.
Charlie: thank you! Dj khaled: not you, but
I mean him, but love, though.
Dylan: thanks. I gotta stay humble.
On my grind, though.
Dj khaled: have you thought about being a rapper?
Dylan: yeah, man. Been a dream my whole life.
Rebecca: yup, all years.
Dj khaled: this kid is amazing. You gotta let me sign him.
Charlie: and me? Dj khaled: I'm sorry, not you,
But this is the only time I don't want another one.
It's love, though.
Dylan: yo, man, let's get this paper.
Who got a pen? Sike!
I always carry one,
Just in case I'm about to sign a deal.
Dj khaled: he's a star. Myles: wait--wait a minute.
Wait a minute. What do you mean "sign him"?
Dj khaled: to my label. Let him release an album.
Dylan: I'm sorry. What's an album?
Dj khaled: it's like dropping a digital.
You know, I'm speaking their language now.
You know how it go.
Myles: ok. All right.
You know what? Uh, thank you for your interest.
Look, we're not his parents,
But we've been placed in charge of his care, so.
Yasmine: we just want to make sure that
He's in a stable and...
Myles: yes, and so, at this time,
We think it's best that we might--
[Dance music playing]
Yasmine: what are you doing? Ha ha ha!
Rebecca: he liked his rapping.
Maybe he'll like my dancing.
Yasmine: oh. Nobody's gonna like that.
Dj khaled: no, no, this is nice.
But you should try...try, yeah.
Just--yeah, yeah.
That--that's gonna show
The versatility, know what I'm saying?
This the new generation.
Yasmine: yes! Myles: what the old generation started.
Yasmine: yeah! [Cheering]
Myles: ha ha ha! There'd be no new school
If it wasn't for the old school.
[Yasmine laughs] myles: honey. Honey,
Yeah, the grass is wet.
Do me a favor, rebecca, and take dylan and charlie
Up to your room, please.
Rebecca: ok, but it's under fumigation
Since grandma left.
Come on, everyone. Let's do the sprinkler!
Dylan: that dance is wack.
I'll back in a minute, dj.
Dj khaled: yeah, make sure we stay in contact.
I'm gonna talk to your people, ok?
Dylan: yes... Dj khaled: y'all keep doing your thing.
Myles: mr. Khaled, you the best.
We the best. Dj khaled: we the best.
Myles: we the best. Yeah. Dj khaled: we the best.
Myles: um, once again, we feel like
It's best to give him a stable home first.
Dj khaled: I'mma be honest. I have two boys, so, I get it.
Myles: mm. Yasmine: we worry that
He's a bad influence on our son.
Dj khaled: yeah, that boy shouldn't rap.
Real talk. No, but it's love, though.
No, it's love.
Um, but this is the paperwork for the house,
And remember, it's for my mother.
Please keep this quiet.
Yasmine: stay on the low. Dj khaled: yes, please.
Before I go, can I say good-bye?
Yasmine: of course, kids, come down.
Say good-bye!
Oh, boy. Here we go.
Dylan: yo, mom, get her to please stop.
Yasmine: yup.
Dylan: I mean, that's embarrassing.
Dj khaled: yo, nice meeting you.
Dylan: yo. What up?
No deal? What's with that?
Dj khaled: look, you're really talented.
I have to agree with your guardians.
Stay in school. Stay focused.
Keep dreaming. Keep working hard.
It's gonna happen. Don't stop.
We all proud of you.
Dylan: but I'm not book smart. I'm street smart.
Dj khaled: you're very smart.
Charlie: yeah, he doesn't need school.
Dylan: yeah. Dj khaled: no.
Myles, yasmine, and dj khaled: everybody needs school.
Dj khaled: keep dreaming big, do good in school,
And trust me, you're gonna be great.
Dylan: all right. But let me holler at you.
I've just met these people.
These people don't know me like that.
They so lame, man.
Dj khaled: no... They're very smart.
They got your best interests.
I agree with them.
They're showing you love. Your time will come.
I see you. We're gonna meet again.
You know that my mom live here now, so, you good.
Dylan: yeah. Yeah. All right.
Dj khaled: nice meeting y'all. Love.
Beautiful family. Thank you.
Myles: bye-bye. Dj khaled: bless up.
Yasmine: bye. Thank you so much. Myles: thank you so much.
Myles: all right. Yasmine: ooh!
Myles: we the best. Yasmine: ooh!
Oh. Baby, you be you.
Charlie: you can stop now.
Myles: look, guys, let's all sit down
And talk as a family. Come on, come on.
Dylan: man, I was ready to sign!
I know y'all didn't just cause me
To miss my big break.
You know how much paper they slanging?
I could be stacking paper.
Myles: stop talking like that. Yasmine: oh.
What your uncle is trying to say
Is that we love you,
And we want to make sure that
You have a stable home before
We let you do a deal to stack yo' papers.
Dylan: ok. Yeah, I can get with that.
Yasmine: ok.
Myles: well, thank you.
Dylan: what are you thanking me for?
Myles: for saying something I can understand.
Dylan: ok. I got you.
You know what?
Tomorrow, I'm gonna set the table.
I'm gonna put out every fork in the drawer.
Myles: that boy has no idea which fork to use.
Yasmine: baby, neither do you.
Bethany: look who's here. :.
:.
Forget I said anything.
Zuri: hey, bethany, rebecca.
Rebecca: hi, zuri.
[Zuri and rebecca talking at once]
Rebecca: sorry. Zuri: I was just replaying
The conversation in my mind and I realized
You wanted to say something before
I opened my big mouth,
And I should've just waited to hear
What you had to say.
You're such an independent woman.
Rebecca: wow, zuri, how feminist of you.
Zuri: the future is female.
Rebecca: ok. I was wondering
If you'd like to go to the dance with me.
Zuri: I'd love to. I'm honored you asked.