05x05 - Crumbs

Episode transcripts for the 2015 TV show "Ballers". Aired June 2015 - October 2019.*
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05x05 - Crumbs

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Thinking about making a move
on Kisan Teague.

Anything I need to hear?
Or see?

If video
of said rumored event exists,

it won't see the light of day.

That's why you're the best,
Candace.

LANCE KLIANS: We are majorly out
on a f*cking limb.

Now is the time to go all in.

All I'm saying is,
we're way beyond all in.

Yeah, we are. I get it.

I gotta meet with your boy
Strasmore. Any advice?

Tell Spencer the truth.

Who pulled the trigger
the other night?

My boy Cliff. And me.

SPENCER STRASMORE: Well,
I believe in second chances.

Don't make me regret
this decision.

If I get you
on the esports team,

-will you sign the deal?
-Hell yeah.

We startin' our own team,
and you gon' play on it.

STRASMORE: You got a lot
to say about me.

The players are the only reason
I took the job.

RICKY JERRET:
Owners' meeting is coming up.

What you gon' do
for the players?

Just witness.

[TV static drones]

[bright tone]

[Lil Wayne's "Right Above It"]

- Kane is in the building.

[mid-tempo hip-hop music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Now tell me
how you love it ♪

♪ You know
you're at the top ♪

♪ When only heaven's
right above it ♪

♪ We on ♪

♪ 'Cause we on ♪

♪ Who else is really trying
to f*ck with Hollywood Cole ♪

♪ I'm with Marley G, bro ♪

♪ Flying Hollygrove chicks
to my Hollywood shows ♪

♪ And I wanna tell
you something ♪

♪ That you
probably should know ♪

♪ This that
"Slumdog Millionaire" ♪

♪ Bollywood flow ♪

♪ And, uh, my real friends
never hearing from me ♪

♪ Fake friends write the wrong
answers on the mirror for me ♪

♪ That's why
I pick and choose ♪

♪ I don't get sh*t confused ♪

♪ Don't like my women single ♪

♪ I like my chicks in twos ♪

♪ And these days, all
the girls is down to roll ♪

♪ I hit the strip club, and
all them b*tches find a pole ♪

♪ Plus I been sipping, so this
sh*t is moving kinda slow ♪

♪ Just tell my girl
to tell her friend ♪

♪ That it's time to go ♪

[indistinct shouting]

- Advice is a funny thing.

Everyone wants to give it.

Nobody ever wants
to take that sh*t.

[chuckles]

I prefer to make my
decisions based off instinct.

Because there's a rhythm to it.
[snapping]

It's all too much f*ckin'
information if you ask me.

Sometimes the right move
is just the flip of a coin,

but the only problem is,

you're at the mercy
of where it lands.

- Ray Rice, Greg Hardy,
Kareem Hunt, and Tyreek Hill.

Well, now add
Kisan Teague to that list.

Either let's decide
it doesn't matter

what anyone does
off the field,

or start evaluating character
like we evaluate performance.

Remember this fact,

that character drives
talent towards greatness.

It's never the opposite.

So what are we saying
to the kids of America?

And more importantly,
what are these owners saying

when they allow turds like
this back on their roster?

People say the biggest danger
to the league is safety.

I think the biggest
thr*at to this league

is the league itself.

- [chuckles]

Schlereth now too, huh?

- Don't you look dapper
for a man covered in sh*t.

- Spencer, can you
please just make one move

without courting
a waterfall of controversy?

- I'm not catering
to f*ckin' talking heads.

- It's not just
talking heads.

ESPN, Deadspin,
Ballers Report,

all the trolls are
sniffing around this signing.

- What are we supposed
to tell the press?

- Don't say anything to 'em.
It's gonna die down.

- No, no, we don't need
these headaches,

especially when we're
renegotiating with Mahomes.

- It's starting
to make him question

his long-term association
with this team.

Time to part ways with Kisan.

- Bret, I am trying
to run an organization.

- Call it what it is:
a corporation.

- Give me one more
sh*t with the league office.

- Don't die on your sword.

- God!
What a great weekend, huh?

I feel so alive!

- Joe, please don't start
my morning

with a "last night was great"
speech.

- [chuckles]
Come on.

What, do you think
I'm that corny?

- Yeah, it's one of your
most endearing qualities.

- Well, thank you.

I'll take the backhanded
compliment coming from you.

Hey, where you going?

What is there,
a fire drill?

- Ha-ha.
Work, remember?

- [groans]
I'm trying to forget.

Hey, what're you
doing tonight?

This new Italian spot
just opened up down the block.

Supposed to be good.

We could get a bottle of wine,

"Lady and the Tramp"
some spaghetti.

- I would love to,
but it's laundry night.

- I'll buy you underwear.

Go al fresco.
Let's freeball it!

- Okay, I'm gonna be late,

and I don't want
the whole office talking.

- All right, well, clearly
I'm not gonna say anything.

- Good.

As you know, it's best to keep
church and state separate.

- It's not
in the Constitution.

- Hey, make the bed
before you go.

- Why?

- What are we thinking, Les?

- I'm thinking
bagel or croissant.

- Mm.

All about the chocolate
espresso muffins.

Unbeatable.

- Nice scouting, Chuck.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hi. Charles Greane.

- Hey, Sally!
Put Chuck on my tab.

- You got it.

- Take a load off, pal.

- Morning, fellas.

- I thought I told you
to stop stressing.

- I'm not stressing.

- Well, that muffin
tells me otherwise.

- Oh, no.

It's a celebration muffin.

I was right.

Spencer and the Chiefs
are getting crushed.

- Yeah.
- [chuckles]

- And we still have
a hole in our offense.

Don't focus on other
people's misery, Chuck.

You gotta focus on your own.
Am I right, Benny?

- Um...

- How about this?

I have a meeting today
with Alvin Kamara.

How's that for focused?

- Really?
You know about this?

Is that true, Benny?

- Yeah, 100%.

- Well, it's something.

- [chuckles]
Something.

All right.
You know what?

I'm gonna take
my chocolate espresso muffin

and enjoy
my breakfast elsewhere.

[upbeat music]

- Yo, there's
the power couple.

- Yeah, I think you mean "duo."

- I want to take
y'all on a field trip.

- Yeah, does it
involve coconut oil

and smooth hands
on my body?

- You kinky beast.

- Not quite.
- Yeah, no, I didn't think so.

- I want to take
you on a tour of Riot.

- Sounds like a riot.
- It's a gaming company, Riot.

- You know,
I've heard of Riot.

Unfortunately it's a pass.

- Gaming accounts now
for $100 billion in revenue.

- Do you know
that some colleges

are giving scholarships
exclusively to gamers?

- Facts.

- Vernon has
no eligibility left.

Hey, Reg, maybe you can
finally get your degree, huh?

- I have my masters
in the streets.

- Facts.

- I'm a sensei
of the sidewalk, myself.

Listen, if Reggie
was talking about, say,

Google or Apple or Amazon,
you'd be all over it.

Riot's on a par with that,
isn't it?

- Right.
- Yeah, that's exactly it.

Games are overhyped
and overvalued.

Thank you.

- Just what white record
execs said about hip-hop.

- Big facts.

- How dare you?

That is the meanest thing

anyone's ever said to me,
you monster.

I'm only white on the outside.

Fine, I'll go,
but you gotta feed me.

- ♪ n*gg*s wanna know
why I ride ♪

♪ With semi a*t*matic
by my side ♪

♪ 'Cause I got n*gg*s
comin' at my head ♪

♪ But I won't let them
b*tches stop my bread ♪

♪ A mothafucker wanna
short my dough ♪

♪ I hit him twice
with the black fo-fo ♪

♪ The witness
courtroom no-show ♪

- Oh, sh*t.
Let's just go to Equinox.

- For what, a smoothie?

[scoffs]
I'ma do my workout, T.

- Let's just one time, you
could be nonconfrontational.

- That's me.
I'm confrontational.

- sh*t.
- What's up, fellas?

♪ ♪

What, y'all forget how
to move them lips or what?

- Clearly you haven't.

- You saying I talk too much,
Dante? What's up?

- Look, they clearly
don't wanna engage.

Let's just go get smoothies

and look at yoga girls in they
Lululemon pants, come on.

- Anybody
got something to say?

Anybody want to say something
to my f*ckin' face?

Anybody?

- We just think the way
you dragged Spencer

and Kisan was kinda f*cked up.

- You better
back the f*ck up.

- And then
you was talking crazy

like I ain't
invite you to my home.

- sh*t was OD, Rick.

- Bashing his
homies on the media.

Dog, you trippin'.

- I just spit some truth
about two guys who deserved it.

That's all I did.

- Still, you was one of us.

You coulda kept
your mouth shut.

- Ain't nobody
gonna censor me.

How 'bout I talk about
how y'all just sit around here,

barely workin' out,
talking sh*t,

gossiping like
a bunch of yentas.

- f*ck is a yenta?

- I'm a f*ckin' journalist,
all right?

- Hey, Rick, cool out, man.

- I just report about sh*t

that m*therf*ckers
don't wanna hear.

- You're f*ckin'
black Megyn Kelly.

- f*ck you!

- Ricky, Ricky, Ricky,
come on, come on.

- And what are you?
I'ma--I'ma spit the truth.

- Come--come here.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

You know I love you, right?

This place is supposed
to be a low-stress environment.

That's not low stress.

- Look, they--talk to them.
- Hey, hey.

Maybe it's time
you find another gym.

- Come on, Jay, man--I'm--

We unbreakable, man.

- Uh, you broke us.
- Come on, T.

- Mic'll make a m*therf*cker
say some crazy sh*t.

- I'll see y'all.

- Used to spend a lot of time
thinking about the future.

I suppose every kid does.

I always wondered
what was out there.

[clock ticking]

Whether I'd
ever leave Bethlehem.

Will my destiny
intervene on my behalf?

Does it even exist?

If it does, then there's
nothing you can do.

If it doesn't...

it's all on us.

No excuses.

Candace.
- Spencer, lookin' sharp.

- Thank you.
This is for you.

- Thank you.
Have a seat.

And welcome to our world.

Different day,
different story.

Some worse than others.

- Yeah, tell me about it.

- Strasmore's first move
as the new owner

and self-appointed GM
of the Chiefs

has been more of the same:

a lightning rod
for controversy.

- This one is bad, though.

- The Chiefs'
continuing PR problem

is only getting worse
with the recent acquisition

of Kisan Teague.

- We need to clean this up

before the CBA negotiations.

- I couldn't agree more.

So let's fix it.

Let's give the guy ten games,

and it'll all blow over
before the playoffs.

- No, we are way
past that point.

- Then give him a year, but
let's not cut the guy's throat.

- It's too late
for a slap on the wrist.

The video's leaking.

- How?
- Does it matter?

- [sighs]
What's on it?

- Take a look for yourself.

- Where is the handsome
bald dude?

- Well, Spencer would
have loved to have been here,

but he's stuck cleaning up
your Kisan-sized mega mess.

- Don't remind me.

It ruined what
would have otherwise been

a beautiful day in paradise.

- No sh*t. Maybe we can
make your afternoon brighter.

- Yes, we can.

We are prepared to come in

just a smidgen
under Russell Wilson.

130 million,
105 guaranteed.

Boom!

How's that for making
your day bright?

- Just under Russell Wilson?

- Hmm.
He doesn't look impressed.

In fact, he looks
downright miserable.

- Just a crumb below.

- Is that a crumb
or is that a chunk?

You know,
Patrick is a humble guy,

but he still needs
to get paid.

- Don't take this
the wrong way,

but Patrick hasn't done it
as long as Russ.

- No, he hasn't.

He's just doing it better.

- Next thing you know,

he's gonna tell us
he's better than Brady.

- He might be.

Time will tell.

- Live in reality, man.

- The reality is,

Patrick is seven years
younger than Russell,

he's got a better arm,
and he's a g*dd*mn MVP.

Not to mention,
he's the face of the Chiefs

and the future face
of the league.

- We're gonna need a little
bit extra of this dough

to pay for someone
to protect that face.

- Yes, you are.

It's also not
my f*ckin' problem.

- I hope he enjoys playing
under his current contract.

- And I hope you enjoy
having a disgruntled superstar.

I mean, that is not a good
look for a new ownership group.

You have a piece, right?

- We do.
- Yeah, we have a piece.

- Well, then we should've
waited for Spencer

to have this meeting,
'cause clearly neither of you

know how this game is played.

- ♪ Hey, guess again
if you thought ♪

♪ That we had come here
to pretend ♪

♪ Guess again if you thought
we wouldn't represent ♪

♪ Guess again if you thought ♪

- Just hear me out, Gavin.

- No, Charles, hear me out.

You cut two of my clients
to clear cap room.

And now you want me
to scratch your back?

How about this?
How about f*ck your back.

[laughs]

I hope you get
incurable psoriasis.

- Gavin,
how did this become

about you and me
and skin conditions?

- Alvin is never going
to leave Drew Brees,

who, by the way, I also
represent and vacation with.

- Which, by the way, is
a slight conflict of interest.

- Not to mention,
the guy loves NOLA.

- [sighs]
Gavin, please.

Just take him my offer.

- I'll think about it.
- Stall tactics?

You're really not gonna give
me a sh*t at this thing, huh?

- Charles,
you're wasting your time

pretending that
this is even a possibility.

And now I am done
wasting mine.

- It's a convers--
[phone beeps]

Hello?

- Refusal to surrender
is a mindset.

Whoa.
Are you okay, boss?

- [sighs]
Yeah, yeah.

Just having
some kind of att*ck.

- Panic or heart?

'Cause one is way worse
than the other.

- ♪ Aloha, ah, yes, yes ♪

♪ I smoke gas,
no stress yes ♪

♪ Swajjur across
my chest yes ♪

♪ I just broke her neck yes ♪

♪ Just secured the check yes ♪

♪ Syrup gas for breakfast ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Where's Alexis Texas ♪

♪ Aloha, ah, yes, yes ♪

♪ Two checks just do it
like Kaepernick ♪

♪ Two bad twins
and look like Double Mint ♪

♪ Big booty bitch
and the tats off bear claw ♪

- This is worth
the trip right here, Reg.

You gotta find out
what they put in these lattes.

- Turmeric, I reckon.

They really know how
to treat their employees.

- I need y'all to stop
focusing on the free coffee.

Now, take a look around.

This campus
was built off one game,

"League of Legends."

- That's my game.

- Over a hundred million
monthly players.

- Last year
they made $1.4 billion.

- Smells of money.

[sniffs]
And nerd sperm.

- So how much does it cost
to develop one of these games?

- Couple hundred million--
well, give or take.

- You've wasted my day.

- We're not talkin'
about developing a game.

We want to build
a team to play the game.

- The top esports teams
are worth tens of millions.

Splyce is worth
more than 300, Joe.

- We want our taste.
- And how much is a taste?

- A few million.
- What a bargain.

- That's for an elite
group of players.

Better odds.

- Yeah, elite button pushers.

Amazing.

Anything guaranteed?

- No, but you got
to be in it to win it.

- No!
No, you don't!

Vernon gets a $20 million
signing bonus

before he even
steps onto the field.

Doesn't matter
if he wins or loses.

So I'm not paying
a few million for some nerds

to stare at a screen
and maybe win something

while we hemorrhage
financially

paying for their
Ubers and Quiznos.

Thank you, but no thank you.

- Yeah, but you don't get it.

We're talking about endorsement
deals, Twitch partnerships,

energy drinks,
all kinds of sh*t.

- Yeah, well, we're
cash poor right now.

Sorry.

- You just spent 50 million
on Jason's f*cking agency,

and dude barely
shows up to work!

You won't give me
a fraction of that

to build the future
of our company?

- Jason's business
generates cash flow.

It doesn't suck it.

What you're asking for
is a start-up.

- You don't trust me
to build it.

- Build something
within the framework

that we already have, Reggie,
that's all.

Lance, help me out here.

- I'm sorry to say that
I agree with Reginald here.

- Well, we're gonna have
to agree to disagree.

That's it.

[car door closes]

[engine revs, tires squeal]

- This calls for a new voice
and a new approach.

Mine.

- Look at you, boy.

You're gonna be the first
n*gga on the North Pole.

In there looking like
the squirrel off "Ice Age."

- How much--how much time, T?

- You've been in
about two minutes.

- [sighs] Damn.
I must be part Inuit.

- Part what?
How's the leg feel?

- Better than my nuts.

Your turn.
- sh*t, man.

I'm down with schvitzing, but
that's where I draw the line.

Come on down.
- Oh, man.

- How's that?
- [groans]

All right, let's get
some borscht, man.

It's the best in the city.

- Oh, man, don't make me
eat that sh*t again.

- How you gonna be a man
if you don't man up, T?

- We all man up in our
own way, at our own time.

What's this kid
mad dogging for?

He still doing it.
- You good, bro?

- Come on, Rick.
- Oh, I'm sorry, man.

I don't mean to stare.
I--I just I know who you are.

- Oh, you want an autograph?

- I was hoping
to get a picture?

- I don't take pictures
with dudes, man.

- Yeah, I get it.
- Who's your team, kid?

Packers?
Dolphins?

Saints?
Rams?

- f*ck you, T.
- What?

- I'm a Rams fan,
but most of all, dude,

I love your radio show.

- No sh*t?
- Yeah.

- What'd you think about
me calling them fools out?

- [laughs]
Dude, f*ck those guys, man.

Everyone's
gotta hear the truth.

- [laughs]
You know, I like this kid, man.

- You just earned
yourself a photo, man.

Come on in here, man.

- [laughs]
Whoo!

- There it is.

- How'd it go with egghead
and the offer?

- They came in a couple
mil below Russell.

- Did you tell 'em
to go f*ck themselves?

- I told them
to go f*ck each other.

[laughs]
- How'd Spencer take it?

- I don't know.
He wasn't there.

- He was a no-show?

That guy is
un-f*cking-believable.

- You were
a no-show too, Joe.

- Yeah, I had an excuse.
I didn't want to see him.

Whatever, it just makes what
we have to do that much easier.

It's time to crush
these f*ckin' animals.

- Yeah, I think
you may be overreacting.

- You know, I love it
when my anger and my agenda

line right up.

- Let's try
and keep it civil, Joe.

- Yeah.

[phone rings]

- Whoops.

[phone chimes]

[phone rings]

- My bad, everybody.
Thought I hit the mute.

[phone rings]


- I'm at the doctor.
What the hell is so important?

- Alvin Kamara is at Alfred's.

- Who the hell's Alfred?

- It's a coffee shop
in West Hollywood.

Chuck, you gotta get here now.

This feels like
divine intervention.

- I hope not, 'cause I
think God's trying to k*ll me.

[groans]
But if I don't die,

missing this opportunity
will k*ll me.

All right, keep him there.

- How the f*ck do I do that?
- I don't know.

Put a laxative
in his cold brew.

- Isn't coffee
already a laxative?

- Benny, just shut up
and hold him there, all right?

[smooth music playing]

- What kind of coffee
you got there?

- The water kind, bro.
- Ah.

- ♪ f*cked up my bail,
living in jail ♪

♪ Know I'm in hell,
living in jail ♪

♪ I will not tell,
they said I'd tell ♪

♪ I know the deal, ayy,
f*ck my CO ♪

- Where the f*ck
you going, n*gga?

Huh?
n*gga s--

Turn your ass over.

n*gga, turn your
bitch ass over, n*gga!

What the f*ck is up?

Huh?
What's up, n*gga?

All that tough sh*t,
what's up?

You thought
this sh*t was sweet,

didn't you,
bitch-ass n*gga?

I don't hear
none of that sh*t now.

What's up?
Huh?

[g*n clicks]

[laughs]

Lucky, I should--I should
k*ll your bitch ass, n*gga.

Let's go, man.

Let's get the f*ck
out of here, man.

- ♪ You a stunner, you
ain't even got no gunners ♪

♪ You want beef,
you want w*r ♪

- I've been thinking
about what you said,

and I really, really
appreciate your first offer.

- Two reallys, that tells me
where this is going.

Nowhere.
- Settle down.

- No, sincerely,
I thought your offer

was a solid
jumping off point.

- Hey, I've got two hookers
and an eight ball

waiting for me
in the other room, Jason.

- We're asking for 175 million

and an escalator
tied to the new salary cap.

- And I wanna find
the cure for testicular cancer

and learn how to make
a perfect vodka gimlet.

Is this guy f*cking joking?

- Next he's gonna ask
for a piece of the profits.

Do you still got that number
for the Israeli hitman?

- It'd be way more fun
if we did it ourselves.

- Good point.
We'll discuss.

- Yeah, sure.
Discuss it with your boss.

- Oh!

Is that a country mouse
piping in,

or is that
Joey Little Man Krutel?

- This is Mr. Krutel.

- Spencer's not our boss,
wise guy.

He's our partner.

- Whatever you tell yourself
to get through the day.

And hey, for the record,
he's a shitty partner, too.

- So much
for keeping it civil.

- ♪ Bitch sit on my face,
I att*ck that ♪

♪ Choose up lil' junt,
I'm finna pack him ♪

♪ When it comes to my bitch
I'm straight active ♪

♪ Dirtball in the coupe
smokin' cat piss ♪

- My boy Cliff make
the best the best chicken

you ever had, baby,
I promise you.

- Nah, G, it's about that
sauce, though, you feel me?

- Why you hating?
- 'Cause, it ain't the sauce.

It's the spice.
I keep telling you that, man.

- Thanks for coming
on such short notice.

- Oh, sh*t, here my boy.
Turn it up.

Cliff, hit it, come on.

- In light of new information,

I've made the decision to
part ways with Kisan Teague.

When I met with Kisan
a few days ago, I asked him,

point blank,
what his involvement was

with the Jack in the Box
sh**ting,

and he looked me in the eye
and told me he wasn't there.

In this day and age,
I cannot and I will not

condone the criminal
use of firearms

under any circumstances.

- Damn!
That's twice in one week.

- ♪ Dirtball in the coupe
smoking cat piss ♪

- Man, people gotta do
what they got to do, I guess.

- ♪ Shut the f*ck up ♪

♪ Tell your best friend
shut the f*ck up ♪

♪ Ay little bitch
shut the f*ck up ♪

♪ Tell your best friend
shut the f*ck up ayy ♪

♪ My lil' baby
low-key a flexer ♪

♪ Six figs on the whip ♪

- He's downstairs.
Dreadlocks.

- Yeah, I know
what he looks like.

- Oh.
- Don't get me towed.

- Sure.

[overlapping chatter]

- Hey, what's up, man?

[clears throat]

Hey, is that a fauxnut?

- What the f*ck
is a fauxnut?

I'm just
messing with you, bro.

I know all about baked goods.

- Whew!
[laughs]

Charles Greane,
GM of the Rams.

- Yeah, yeah.
I know who you are.

Y'all stole one from
the whole city of New Orleans.

That's supposed
to be us in the Bowl.

- That's on the refs, but
we all feel real bad about it.

- Don't lie.
- We don't.

[laughs] You're right.
You're right.

What else could I say?

- Nothing.
Nothing at all.

- How about
we make it up to you?

May I?
- Go ahead, bro.

- I want to talk
to you about coming over.

- To the Rams?
- I know your deal is up.

- Me and Drew
got something good

going on right now, though.

- Yeah, but he's
not gonna play forever.

- That man like 19 months
younger than Brady.

- Still, you gotta look out
for yourself, right?

- That sound like
the sh*t Sheila say.

- See that, me and twin.
Eye to eye.

Is this your business manager?
- Yeah, that's my consigliere.

- Oh!
Wartime or peacetime?

[laughs]

- All of the above.
- Right.

Smart man here.

- Worst case, I'll just
raise my ask with the Saints.

- Okay, you get
how the game is played,

so then you'll get this.

Your agent told me
not to even waste my time.

- Nah, he didn't.
- He did, though.

Not in those words exact, but
you and I know what's going on.

Listen, I ain't
the kind of brother

to throw anybody under the bus,

but he also reminded me
that he represents Brees, too.

- You ain't just
throw him under the bus.

You backed up over him.

- [chuckles]
Mind if I use your napkin?

- [sighs]

All right, come on out, Lance!

I smell your Paco Rabanne!

- That's actually a natural
musk that I generate.

- Uh-huh.

What are you doing here?
What's that in your hand?

- Ambushing you,
and a cup of Darjeeling.

- What's that
in your other hand?

- Oh, a can of Red Bull

and some No-Doz
for my final surprise.

[Tory Lanez's "Broke Leg"]

- Really?
This sh*t again?

- ♪ What I told her
drop that ass ♪

♪ Till you can't no more ♪

♪ Shake that ass up and down
like your leg was broke ♪

♪ Take that big ol' booty girl
and scrub the ground ♪

♪ You f*ck with a real n*gga
when the thugs were down ♪

♪ You done walked in
like you invented the door ♪

♪ You don't
listen to opinions ♪

♪ From these sensitive hoes ♪

♪ Up and down on the d*ck
you ain't did it before ♪

♪ Shawty suck that sh*t
like she invited the dome ♪

♪ I see lil' mama
in here twerking ♪

♪ Like she don't work a job ♪

♪ She let me touch that body
like I work in massage ♪

♪ Oh she in her late 30s,
she a bad lil' bitch ♪

♪ All that age sh*t don't
matter not a tad lil' bit ♪

♪ I take 'em 20, take 'em 30,
take 'em 50 years old ♪

♪ Get her shaking that ass
like a video hoe ♪

♪ She hit the club tonight
in her pink dress ♪

♪ She hit that n*gga like
why the f*ck ain't you ♪

- Whoo-hoo.
Yeah!

You know, you don't look
like no head-shrinker to me.

- Well, I am,
and your crazy ass probably

gonna need my help, so you
should show a little respect.

- Ooh, I feel you.
Where you go to school again?

- Stanford.

- Your parents didn't
pay bribe money to get you

in there, huh?
That was all you?

- No, bro.
She on the row team, dog.

- Oh, you on the row team?
- Stop.

I worked my ass
off to get in there.

- And now you're gonna
twerk her ass off to stay.

[laughter]
- What's wrong with your boy?

He's not having fun.
- I'm good, baby.

- He all right, my n*gga's just
having a bad day, that's all.

- Don't worry about it, man.
You good.

They're gonna call
you tomorrow, watch.

- m*therf*cking better
for real. sh*t.

- ♪ 'Cause you still
counting tips ♪

♪ Pop out say ooh lookin'
good with your bitch ♪

♪ Rock out till June
in the summertime we lit ♪

♪ Pop up balloons
it's your birthday bitch ♪

♪ All the rich n*gg*s
wanna save this bitch ♪

♪ Bounce that ass
till you can't no more ♪

♪ Shake that ass up and down
like your leg was broke ♪

- Who the f*ck is that n*gga?

Hey yo, homie,

this is a private party.

- What, y'all supposed to be
the motherfuckin' VIP section?

- Duh, motherfucka.
- I don't see no velvet rope.

- No, that's
'cause they invisible,

you dumb m*therf*cker.

Get your ass out of here.

And leave the girl, bro.
She with us.

- All right,
whatever, n*gga.

That's cool.

I know who the f*ck you are,
Kisan Teague.

I saw your bitch ass got cut.

- What the f*ck you say, bro?

- What?
Supposed to be some gangsta?

You gonna sh**t at me
in a burger drive-through, son?

- I don't need no g*n
for your bitch ass, boy.

I slap the sh*t out you, n*gga.

- Too bad.
'Cause I got this.

- Oh, sh*t.

[all screaming]

- ♪ Make a n*gga pop
a tag yeah, tag yeah ♪

♪ f*ck a n*gga like
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

[MorMor's "Some Place Else"]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Another day
like yesterday ♪

♪ Where it all
just slips away ♪

♪ A change of scene,
a change of pace ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I'm waiting on
some better days ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Thought I'd left
a tribal state ♪

♪ ♪

♪ The moon
it kept me company ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Really couldn't
help myself ♪

[phone buzzes]

♪ I'm holding on
to something else ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is there some place ♪

♪ Is there some place else ♪

- That's right, Frank.

I'm right here on the corner
of Cotner Avenue

and Olympic Boulevard
in West Los Angeles,

right outside of 4Play
Gentlemen's Club

where tonight,
star Rams running back

Kisan Teague suffered
a fatal g*nsh*t wound.

Now, I'm being told it appears
to be a targeted sh**ting.

Teague was rushed
to UCLA Medical Center,

and that's when he was
pronounced dead en route.

That's the very latest here
in West Los Angeles.

I'm Megan Telles.

Frank, Jess,
back to you in Hollywood.

- ♪ Is there some ♪

- You can
never escape the past.

♪ ♪

Doesn't matter how far
or how fast you run.

♪ ♪

It matches you
step for step.

You get tired.

But it doesn't.

You can try
and leave it behind,

but it just keeps on coming.

I thought I could save
someone once,

but I couldn't.

We can only save ourselves.

Sometimes we
can't even do that.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Is there some place ♪

♪ Is there some place else ♪

♪ Is there some place ♪

♪ Is there some ♪

♪ Is there some place ♪

♪ Is there some place else ♪

♪ Is there some place ♪

♪ Is there some ♪

♪ Is there some place ♪

♪ Is there some place else ♪

♪ Is there some place ♪

♪ Is there some ♪

[bright tone]

BOSS MAN: So,
the owners meeting is tomorrow.

Two more games is gonna
be good for the players.

-I need to know where you stand.
-On my own two feet.

My company, SportsX,
just signed up OBJ,

-maybe you've heard of him?
-Name drop, big money!

-Miami Beach.
-Yeah, don't try so hard.

Come on.

You okay, boss?
You don't seem okay.

Think I'm having a stroke.

-You ready?
-What for?

To officially become part
of the machine.

All in favor
of an expanded schedule,

say, "Aye."

SPENCER STRASMORE:
My dad always told me,

"In order to get what you want,

the first thing you need to do
is ask."

Open the f*ckin' window!

"If they still don't give it
to you...

you just gotta f*ckin' take it."

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
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