04x09 - Got Your Money

[bunniefuu]

[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]

MALE SINGER: ♪ Oh ♪ [ECHOES]

ASHER: Aw, come on. What?

JJ: Oh, that's good luck, bro.

[SIGHS]

I used to run under
birds, hoping to get hit.

Never did.

Keep my fingers crossed for you.

[COUGHS, GROANS] Oh.
What... what happened?

Man, I can't believe you rented
us that dope-ass beach house,

- and we keep crashing down here.
- JJ: Who cares?

JJ's beach house is the
place to be this summer.

[CHUCKLING] Look, my Insta's blowing up.

And so is my head, so let's...

Hey, we gotta stop mixing
this stuff with our liquor.

JJ: No way. It's the only energy drink

with the charge of an Angry Hippo.

And they follow me, so...

JORDAN: Ooh, hold on,
fellas. I don't know.

Waking up at the beach
does have its perks.

JORDAN: Mmm! Man.

Man. Good mor...

- SPENCER: Liv?
- JJ: Ha ha!

Ahem. No. Ahem. Not...
not a word. Not a word.

- SPENCER: Ha ha ha!
- JORDAN: Mor... mornin', Liv.

- JJ: Ho ho ho! Yeah!
- [SPENCER AND ASHER LAUGH]

BILLY: Pops? Pops! I
think there's a fire!

[MEN LAUGH]

- MAN: No, he didn't.
- ALL: Ha ha ha!

- What the hell are y'all doin'?
- I'm cleanin' house.

- MAN: More like cheating.
- WILLIE: If you ain't cheatin',

you ain't tryin'.

BILLY: Y'all, it is A.M. in
the morning. Don't you have homes?

Not without nagging wives.

Heh heh! But I guess you have one now.

- WILLIE: I got two.
- BILLY: OK. Look, y'all,

I don't know if you realize, but
Pops just had a major heart att*ck,

so unless you want this to be
your last game, he needs rest,

and I'mma need them cigars.

- Come on. All right.
- MAN: Well, you got mine.

- BILLY: Put it in there.
- WILLIE: My heart,

- my house, my rules.
- BILLY: Hey.

I'm trying to save you, Pops.

- I'm trying to help you.
- If you're really trying to help,

you'll leave. You...
you... you're bad luck.

[SIGHS] All right, y'all
can stay, but look...

No cigars or anything
else he can light up.

BILLY: If I see smoke,
y'all see the door.

When Pop rubs his nose like that,

that's when you know he's bluffing.

MAN: Ho ho! I gotcha now!

Ha ha ha ha!

- MAN : He folded.
- MAN: Ha ha ha!

What you got?

["YOU'RE TOO COOL" PLAYING]

RYMAN: ♪ Saint Laurent, lip gloss ♪

♪ outta , I can't find any flaws ♪

♪ Denim on denim, you
roll up your sleeves ♪

♪ Shirt and a belt and
it's tucked in your jeans ♪

- Oh.
- ♪ You're what everybody... ♪

- Damn, I missed you, girl.
- [CHUCKLES]

These last weeks seemed like forever.

Not according to JJ's Instagram.

Looks like you guys are
having the time of your lives.

I guess things have been
a little out of hand.

[CHUCKLES] Listen, I'm not judging.

I mean, you busted your
ass all of high school.

If anyone deserves some fun
time before college, it's you.

OK, but how 'bout you? Did
you have fun at newspaper camp?

- OK, stop calling it that, OK?
- [CHUCKLES]

The journalism institute was...

I mean, it was amazing.
I mean, we learned

research skills and interview technique,

- ethics, you know...
- [SNORES]

Mmm.

- Hmm?
- OLIVIA: You're not funny.

- [CHUCKLES]
- OK? It was inspiring!

OK, it was less about

how to write and more
about what to write.

- You already good at that.
- Who knows, you know?

Maybe I'll be as good with the
pen as you are with a football.

Probably better.

Wait, don't you have that meeting
with that gym sponsor today...

- Something nil rules?
- SPENCER: Heh heh. N.I.L...

- Name, image, and likeness.
- OLIVIA: OK.

Yeah, the NCCA's finally
allowing college athletes

to get paid for endorsements, so...

So they want to pay you to
use your pretty little face?

- Liv, I always told you, girl.
- [GIGGLES]

- I am special.
- Ha ha!

- You're special, all right.
- SPENCER: Mm-hmm.

- LAYLA: Dad. Hey, what's up?
- JP: Hey.

Hey, I got something for you.

- Ooh.
- You can call it

a late graduation gift, all right?

Don't worry. It's not a tiara.

- [BOTH CHUCKLE]
- LAYLA: OK. Thank you.

You got it.

Now, when, uh, you were a baby,

your mother loved
testing her songs on you,

so when she'd finish one, she'd
bring it straight to your crib

and you were always
the first to hear it.

Well, that's a lot of pressure.

Would I give it, like, a...

Like, a chubby little thumbs up or down,

- maybe a -rattle review?
- JP: Ha ha, actually, yes.

But, you know, when you'd smile,

she'd just know it
was perfect because...

You're perfect,

and I'm pretty sure
that after you were born,

she wrote every song for you, so...

They should belong to you.

[CHUCKLES]

Her masters, Layla... every
song she ever recorded.

They're yours now.

Um...

Wow. [CHUCKLES] Dad, I
don't know what to say.

No need. Smile says it all.

[CHUCKLES]

Spencer James.

- Hey.
- Nice to meet you.

- You, too.
- Big fan.

- Let me show you around the gym.
- OK.

[WEIGHTS CLANKING]

That's the gym.

OK.

Is everything a'ight?

I had this pitch about how you exemplify

everything I want my
clientele to embrace...

Strength, body, and character,

dedication, commitment,

overcoming adversity.

- That sounds good to me.
- Really? Not too, uh,

- used-car-salesman?
- Nah, I never bought a car,

- but I like the pitch.
- Well, I'm about to ruin it.

I can't pay you, but I can
give you a free membership.

This place may not
have a fancy juice bar,

but I guarantee you it
has everything you need.

All I'd ask from you
is... to use the gym,

give us a few shouts
on social media, and

maybe wear a shirt
every once in a while.

A non-exclusive, uh, sponsorship.

"Don't just show up, show out."

- You should have led with this.
- [CHUCKLES]

Well, you don't have
to decide right now.

Take the night... and the shirt.

Thank you.

See you.

["DEAR UNIVERSE" PLAYING]

MALE SINGER: ♪ Ever since
I was an adolescent ♪

♪ I was taught to speak
my mind and address 'em ♪

♪ Use my words to show you positive
and change that negative ♪

♪ Media be acting like a... ♪

Hey. Hey, what's the emergency?

Did I say that it was an emergency?

"Hiding at Slauson Café so I
don't k*ll my mom"... all caps.

That wasn't an emergency.
That's a fact, OK?

That woman's been driving me nuts,

talking 'bout, "when you comin'
home? Any luck with a job?"

She don't even know yet;
I got a job... avoiding her.

Well, well, how's, um,
apartment search coming?

Two weeks of "no's"

and dirty looks,
probably 'cause I'm black,

probably 'cause I'm gay, but
definitely 'cause I'm broke.

Yeah, nothing I can
do about the first two,

obviously, but I can do
something about the broke part.

What, we gonna go
"set it off" on a bank?

- I ain't driving.
- PATIENCE: No.

You need a roommate.

What? Look, no chance, OK?

I'd probably have Layla's luck.

I don't need some whack psycho
trying to launch me off a cliff.

OK, well, how 'bout a
stable woman who loves you,

who would jump off of a
cliff if it meant saving you?

Why wouldn't you just pull
us back from the cliff?

Oh, my God, Coop! I am
trying to ask you to just...

Listen, I would love
to move in with you.

Mmm.

ANNOUNCER: Here's the - pitch...

ASHER: Ooh, nice. That's
definitely a score.

- JORDAN: They got one in. Yo!
- ASHER: What's up, Spence?

- JJ: There he is.
- JORDAN: Hey, how'd it go?

They, uh... offered
me a free membership...

All right.

And this t-shirt.

JORDAN: Mmm. Solid material,

- thin.
- SPENCER: Yeah, comfy, too.

JJ: Ooh. That's it?

A free membership?

ASHER: Hey, and that dope t-shirt.

Nope. Take it off.

JJ: Angry Hippo DM'd me,

and they want to sponsor you
for the rest of the summer.

OK, so I'll do both.

JJ: No, the deal's exclusive, all right?

They want to see you have fun,

not slummin' in some dinky gym.

Oh, uh, and they want to give you

grand to rep their product.

ASHER: Gettin' paid to party.
That's not a bad deal, man.

JORDAN: Mm-hmm, and to top things off,

they want to throw you a
yacht party to celebrate.

- SPENCER: What?
- ASHER: Spence, dude, come on.

JJ got us the house.

Bring home the yacht.

- SPENCER: Pass me an Angry Hippo.
- JJ: Yeah!

- JJ: Whoo! Ha ha ha!
- JORDAN: OK, now go.

- JJ: Yo, yo, yo, yo.
- [VIDEO BEEPS ON]

Yo, Spencer James is
about to get charged!

JORDAN: Deals and wheels, baby.

- Deals and wheels.
- SPENCER: Yep.

- JJ: Yo! Ha ha ha!
- [VIDEO BEEPS OFF]

OK.

Oh, that was great. Yep.

Ha ha ha! They're gonna love it!

Oh, man.

Asher.

First official paycheck.

Of my first official paying job.

- Today's a big day for you, then.
- Huge.

Uh, have you heard
anything from Jaymee yet?

I haven't.

Is it normal for her
to just bail on the job?

Tell you what, if I hear anything,

you'll be the first to know.

Yeah.

OK, I know it's low,

but everyone's got to start somewhere.

[CHUCKLES] I remember my first job.

I was washing dishes at .

So I have the job of a -year-old.

Keep up the good work.

Your cut of the tips.

[SIGHS]

bucks?

Yeah, sorry. Bad day.

[BALLAD PLAYING]

LAYLA'S MOM:
♪ I think it's love at first sight ♪

♪ It felt like the earth moved ♪

♪ In your eyes, I can see
the future's you and me... ♪

CLAY: This is crazy-good, Layla.

I mean, I remember your
mom's voice being really good,

but I always just figured it was
because my mom's was really bad.

[CHUCKLES] Yeah, it's like she's, um,

she's here in the studio with us.

Oh, no, no.

Don't cry.

- [LAYLA SNIFFLES]
- OLIVIA: Oh.

- [CHUCKLES]
- CLAY: I'm not made of stone.

Are you gonna do anything with it?

Uh, maybe. I don't... I
haven't thought about it yet.

- OLIVIA: Well, you should.
- CLAY: She's right.

Your mom's voice needs to be heard,

and not just by the
teary-eyed trio in here.

- [CHUCKLES]
- [CELL PHONE RINGTONE]

[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]

CLAY: Excuse me, ladies.

Yo. This is Clay.

- [OLIVIA SNIFFLES, SIGHS]
- CLAY: No, I'm not crying, man.

- What are you talking about?
- [DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

I leave for weeks and
the whole world changes.

- Changes how?
- Well, Spencer and the boys

are throwing a never-ending
party at #jj'sbeachhouse,

my parents are living
in Crenshaw, and, uh,

my roomie has a hot new boyfriend.

- What, me and Clay? No, no, no.
- Mm-hmm.

- That's not a thing.
- Looks like a thing to me.

Well, maybe you should
get your eyes checked

'cause it's definitely not.

Well, maybe you should
get your eyes checked

- because it absolutely should be.
- OK.

- [CHUCKLES]- What, not even one
late-night "hit it and quit it"?

No prolonged eye contact or
accidental brushing of hands

- or intentional brushing of hands?
- LAYLA: Liv, no.

We work together,

and even if I did
feel some sort of thing

towards him, it's just a
line I would never cross.

Why not? Men have literally
been doing it for decades.

That's why not. 'Cause
I'm not my father.

OK, well, Clay works with you,

not for you. There's a big difference,

so live your life.

- Do your thing. He's hot, you know?
- [LAYLA CHUCKLES]

[CHEERING ON TV]

How'd it go at the gym?

- [TURNS OFF TV]
- That bad, huh?

He get pissed when you turned him down?

Nah, just disappointed.

[SIGHS] Always so much worse.

Yeah, he understood, though.

Even told me I can keep the shirt.

It just didn't feel
right, man. I liked him,

- and his gym.
- And the shirt.

Yeah, but I could really
use the money, so...

Look, I think you did the right thing.

The rate I'm going, I'm gonna
be bussing tables till I'm .

I just don't want to
be one of those guys

- that peaked in high school, you know?
- Nah, man, [CHUCKLING]

that ain't you. We all
know what you can do

when you set your mind to something.

You just gotta find
it again. It'll happen.

- Thanks, man.
- Yeah.

JJ, QUIETLY: Hey, you guys
gotta see this. [CHUCKLES]

Honestly not in the mood, JJ.

- Me, neither, man. Just flush it.
- JJ: Trust me.

This is way better.

SIMONE'S VOICE: OK, I'm on the
bed. Now what do you want me to do?

- Take off your shirt.
- Mm-mmm. You first.

- Come on.
- [CHUCKLES]

Come on, Boom-Boom. Take it off.

JJ, LAUGHING: Oh, yeah, Boom-Boom!

- Take it off!
- JORDAN: Get outta here!

MALE SINGER:
♪ Oh, girl, I don't really know ya ♪

♪ Always want to... ♪

I don't know. I just think I'm
cursed to live at home forever.

Girl, you've only
been looking for a day.

No, we've only been looking for a day.

I've been looking for,
like, two weeks now

and it's like, when they see
me coming, they think, "well,

- there goes the neighborhood."
- Oh.

OK. OK, see, this place just opened up.

It's a shared apartment, but

the pictures look great
and the price is right.

- What's the catch?
- Well, we just have to put down

the deposit and sign a
year lease, like, right now.

Without even seeing it in person?

I mean, it's first come, first
served, and it could go any minute.

The good news is that they
can't see us, either, right?

And so there's no "there
goes the neighborhood,"

- right? So curse reversed.
- [COOP CHUCKLES]

All right, sure. Let's do it.

Oh, it's gonna be so cute!

- [BALL BOUNCES]
- JORDAN: Ah!

JJ: Take it.

- JORDAN: Aah! Whoo!
- ASHER: Whoo! Right?

JJ: Oh, you pounded
that in hard, Boom-Boom.

JORDAN: Look, I'm not gonna
apologize for having a hot girl

- find me sexy.
- Just happy you ain't focused on my girl anymore.

JJ: And our old-ass
neighbors are coming,

and I hate those guys.

But we don't even know them.

Up for a little challenge, Boom-Boom?

OK, now I hate 'em.

Only we can call him Boom-Boom.

No, no, please don't.

MAN: What do you think, huh?

You ladies want to play for real?

Put it up.

Look, guys,

we can b*at these fossils.

- I could use the win.
- Yeah? What about your heart?

It's just one game.

Honestly, I'm more worried about theirs.

Blue shorts over there
looks like my grandpa.

All right, Spence, what do you
say... team Beverly one final time?

Might be the last time the of
us get to play on the same team.

As of next month, with training
camp starting at A.A.U. and Coastal,

we officially gonna be rivals again...

- JJ: [CHUCKLES]
- SPENCER: So let's get it.

JJ: Oh, get ready, grandpas.

You're about to be schooled.

All right, let's go. Let's do it.

["GAME OVER" PLAYING]

EASY MCCOY: ♪ I'm takin' it up a level,
gonna even that score ♪

♪ I'm tickin' like a time b*mb
when I hit that floor ♪

♪ On a mission, bring that heat
and make my move ♪

♪ Stand back, I'm a freak of nature ♪

♪ Make way, comin' through, don't stop ♪

♪ Get it, now is that all you got? ♪

♪ I do it supersonic,
a*t*matic, ready or not ♪

♪ I'm goin' worldwide, global,
number one on the top ♪

♪ I came out hardcore, I go hard,
I'm takin' this spot ♪

♪ Game over, game over ♪

♪ That's how I do it when
I move over, move over ♪

♪ You know I'm takin' over,
game over, game over ♪

♪ There ain't no way to stop me,
cold shoulder, cold shoulder ♪

♪ You know there ain't no other,
goin' out with a bang ♪

- ♪ How ya like me now? ♪
- MAN: Up and yeah!

- MCCOY: ♪ Game over ♪
- MAN: Whoo!

Class dismissed, kids!

- MCCOY: ♪ Game over ♪
- MAN: All right.

MCCOY: ♪ Game over,
cold shoulder, cold shoulder ♪

♪ How you like me now? Game over ♪

Yo.

What the hell just happened?

Ain't no way we should
have lost that game.

Uh, heh! I'm sorry, what?

- That was... that was beach volleyball. Who cares?
- I do,

and you should, too.

OK, look, I know that you
don't like to lose and all, but

- volleyball's not even our sport.
- Ain't just 'cause we lost, man.

We're at least years
younger than those guys,

- and we couldn't keep up.
- OK, and you think they could keep up with us

- on the football field?
- At this rate, yeah.

Look, we losin' our edge, bro.

Can you imagine if we showed up
to practice looking like that?

We won't, we won't. I
promise you that, all right?

We have another month before we
need to get in shape, all right?

Can you just relax,
try and have some fun?

I know that you don't like to
do either of those things, but...

Shut up.

[DISTANT SIREN]

Mr. Fleming, we... we
thought these would be

pictures of the actual apartment.

- FLEMING: Well, I'm not a mind reader.
- PATIENCE: Yeah, well,

that's the reason why
we signed the lease.

And now you can enjoy
them whenever you want.

Or we could just leave right now.

You signed a one-year lease
and the deposit's nonrefundable.

PATIENCE: OK, so we're stuck here

with an alley view
and stains on the walls

and the floors and everywhere else?

And who the hell are they?

The ad said "shared space."

OK, we didn't think you
meant "shared bedroom."

Again, not a mind reader.

I'll let you settle in.

Uh... how's it goin'?

BOTH, DEADPAN: Good.

That went good.

[SCOFFS] What are we gonna do?

[SCOFFS]

I don't know. Maybe...
maybe this spot isn't so bad?

I mean, I say we give it a chance.

[SIGHS] How does one
man make such a mess?

Um, you know what? Let's not
worry about that right now.

My pops went on a walk, so
we have at least minutes.

- For what?
- [FEMININE VOICE] "For what?" You know for what.

- Oh.
- We got the whole house to ourselves,

I got a fine girl over.

LAURA: Well, but what if he comes home?

We're supposed to be studying.

- Well, we are studying.
- Oh.

- Yes, um, sex ed.
- Oh.

And then, I need, um, some
private tutoring, please.

Come on. Does that... did
that line actually work for you

- back in the day?
- BILLY: You know it did.

- Mmm.
- Mmm...

[FRONT DOOR OPENS]

LAURA: Ooh. [GIGGLES]

- WILLIE: What the hell is this?
- LAURA: Ooh! Mmm.

- Um, Willie, we were just, uh...
- WILLIE: Just what,

wiping down my table with your behind?

We thought you were on a walk.

So, that gives you the green light

to play your little sex
games all over my house?

Why is that OK, but I can't
play cards with my buddies?

BILLY: Pops, that's different,
OK? You had a heart att*ck, and...

And you were smoking cigars all night.

But you can disrespect
your mother's dining room

with a little afternoon delight.

OK.

Oh, are you serious?

Man.

[WOODENLY] Hey, party people.

This is Spencer James,

and I love partying with...

With Angry Hippo energy drink.

- [VIDEO BEEPS OFF]
- Whew.

That's the worst thing I've ever heard.

Oh, come on, man. How
many of these I gotta do?

Till it doesn't seem like t*rrorists
are holding you at gunpoint.

[CHUCKLING] Just loosen up a little,

all right? Have some fun with
it. I know it's hard for you.

Why does everybody keep saying that?

- I know how to have fun.
- Then prove it,

all right? Say something like, uh,

[AGITATEDLY] "Hey, nothing charges me up

like an Angry Hippo.

It makes me want to...
" [HUFFS AND PUFFS]

"Roar!"

[WHISPERS] b*mb.

- I'm not saying that.
- Well, you gotta say somethin'.

- [SIGHS] All right.
- [SIGHS]

[WOODENLY] What up?
This is Spencer James...

JJ: Cut.

WOMAN, WHISPERING: When you
asked me to move in with you,

I never imagined it would be like this.

MAN, WHISPERING: So move
back in with your parents.

You're the one who told
me to follow my dreams.

Well, I never would have said that

if I knew how fast
you'd give up on them.

Oh, at least I had dreams.
You just latched onto mine.

Yeah, now we're living in
a dump with two strangers

- who may be serial K*llers for all we know!
- You're such a manic!

- [QUIETLY] Oh, my God.
- Mm-mmm.

Oh, my God. [CHUCKLES]

Wait, are we the bad roommates
in this situation? Like...

- [SCOFFS]
- COOP: I don't know,

but I liked them better
when they were not talking.

No, no, we gotta get outta here.

That is the first shower
that's ever made me feel dirty.

There.

They stopped. Now we can
finally get some sleep.

OK. Love you.

[BEDSPRINGS CREAKING IN RHYTHM]

- PATIENCE: Oh, my God.
- [COOP SCOFFS]

OK, yeah. We gotta get outta here.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

Hey. What are you still doing here?

I am working on the next big hit.

Oh, exciting.

I took a sh*t at remixing
one of your mom's songs...

Uh, out of some music that
really brings out her voice.

It's got a cool trip-hop
vibe. You're gonna love it.

You remixed my mom's music?
Who said you could do that?

I just wanted to try something.

Uh, it isn't yours
to try something with,

and neither am I, for that matter.

Wait. What are you talking about?

Uh, I don't appreciate
you using my mom's music

in some warped attempt to hit on me.

- Chill. That's not what this is.
- OK,

then you took something
that belonged to me,

and you changed it
without my permission.

You don't have to use
it. It's not a big deal.

You crossed the line,
Clay. It is a very big deal.

It's getting late.
I'mma... I'mma head out.

[REMIXED VERSION] LAYLA'S MOM:
♪ Forever I choose you ♪

♪ To the moon and back... ♪

This is amazing.

[SCOFFS] Well, tell that to Clay.

- He's the one that did it, without asking me.
- Uh-oh.

- Do you like it?
- Uh, it doesn't matter.

and, more importantly, it was Mom's.

He had no right to take it.

Obviously, he doesn't
respect my boundaries.

Professionally or personally?

We work together.

There is no personal.

OK, I, uh...

I know that, given my history,

you wouldn't expect me to
disagree with you, but, um,

it's your life, Layla.

It's your call,

and I understand that this
is a trigger for you, and

you want to protect your mom, but

she would have really loved this.

- Yeah, I know she would have.
- Yeah.

You know, what Clay did was wrong,

and he should have asked you first, but

is that really why you're this upset?

Hmm.

OLIVIA: Hey.

PATIENCE: Hey. Sorry.

My God. Oh!

Ooh, yes, it feels so good in here.

- [DOOR CLOSES]
- COOP: It does. I can marry the man

- who invented the A/C.
- [PATIENCE SIGHS]

- I said what I said.
- OLIVIA: What's going on?

- Is your mom here?
- No. Why?

- PATIENCE: We need a lawyer.
- OLIVIA: What happened now?

Why you lookin' at me?

[SCOFFS] Whatever.

OLIVIA: OK, my mom is staying
with my grandpa right now,

and trust me, you do not
want to go over there, so

is there anything I can do?

I appreciate it, but I don't think

you're the right Baker
woman for the job.

Unless you know how to deal
with scam-artist slumlords.

I mean, I need to get to the
boys' yacht party, so talk fast.

["PARTY STARTED" PLAYING]

BLACK PREZ: Look.

Ha ha ha!

Hey.

♪ Phone ringing... ♪

LAYLA: Uh, I forget. Who's
sponsoring this party again?

JJ: Oh, uh, Angry Hippo.

OLIVIA: Well, it's cool that they're
throwing this party just for you.

You really are special.

SPENCER: You gonna want
that poster for your room?

Then why would I need you?

That's cold. That is cold.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[OVERLAPPING CHATTER]

LAYLA: Hey, um, has
anyone heard from Asher?

- My texts aren't going through.
- JORDAN: Uh, yeah.

He had work this morning,
but I think he should be here.

- LAYLA: OK.
- OLIVIA: Uh, we might get better reception

- on the upper deck.
- Oh.

- Oh, we should get a chocolate strawberry.
- [OLIVIA GASPS]

JJ: [CHUCKLES]

Still feeling bad about
turning down that crappy gym?

- SPENCER: What gym?
- JJ: [CHUCKLES]

JORDAN: Yo. I don't think we're
the only All-Americans here.

- Isn't that... that Connor Murphy?
- SPENCER: Yo.

That dude was a shoo-in
for the Heisman trophy,

- then he just disappeared.
- Yeah, well, I wonder what happened to him.

Ah, he looks like he's doing just fine.

- [ALL CHUCKLE]
- SPENCER: Uh-oh.

JORDAN: Well, well, well.

Uh, garçon, think you
could get us a few drinks?

- ASHER: Yeah, sure, Boom-Boom.
- SPENCER: Uh-oh.

- ASHER: What do you want?
- JORDAN: All right, here, look.

Let's be clear for a second.
When Simone says it, it's sexy.

When you guys say it,
it's just plain creepy.

OK, look, I couldn't get out early,

so it was either go
home, change, and possibly

miss the party or just
come straight from work.

- JORDAN: You feel like you made the right decision?
- [SPENCER SCOFFS]

Man, at least I had a pin-striped shirt.

- The hangout had style.
- Look, I only took the stupid job

to pay Jacob back for the
college money, all right?

And to sniff around that Jaymee girl.

- Come on, Ash.
- [ASHER SIGHS]

- ASHER: Yeah, yeah.
- JORDAN: [CHUCKLES]

Well, look, she disappeared,
I'm stuck cleaning up garbage.

JORDAN: Hey, well, look,
man, you're also on a yacht,

surrounded by beautiful
women, so let's just

focus on that instead of some
girl that you barely even know.

Yes. Look, we're here
to try to have some fun.

JORDAN: Let's go, boys.

Chocolate strawberries.

MALE SINGER: ♪ I'm about to get up ♪
[ECHOES]

Uh... I know you didn't
just slap my hand.

Touch my thermostat again
and I'll slap somethin' else.

- Laura's cold.
- You're tellin' me.

Uh, what was that?

Look, instead of insulting my wife

and hitting me, I think
you should be thanking us.

For what... taking away my cigars,

not letting me drink,
telling me what to eat?

Pops, we have to do
this every damn week?

We are trying to save your life.

Only so you can annoy me to death.

- You're crampin' my style, Billy!
- Cramping your style?

- Listen here, old man...
- Yes, and I am getting tired...

LAURA: Hey, hey, all
right! That's enough!

Honestly!

Zip it! Go to your room!

Are you putting me in a timeout?

No, I'm putting both
of you in a timeout.

Go to your rooms!

Now!

[SIGHS]

MALE SINGER: ♪ You know I
got that flava, now get some ♪

♪ You know I got that flava,
now get some... ♪

♪ You know I got that flava,
now get some... ♪

- CONNOR: Spencer James.
- SPENCER: Hey.

- Been wanting to talk to you.
- [CHUCKLES] Same.

Same. It's kinda busy in there, right?

- Oh, all part of the job.
- Yep. [CHUCKLES]

See, companies like Angry Hippo,

they pay me to make
sure that parties go off,

and I never disappoint.

- Sounds like a good gig.
- It doesn't suck,

but if I had N.I.L.
rules in college, whew!

Things would have been different.

See, when I played, there
were no endorsements, no money;

Most we could hope for
was a pat on the back,

and that's only when we won.

- Is that why you quit playing?
- What did you hear?

I heard different things:
I heard you got injured,

I heard you didn't get along
with your coach, I heard you...

Blew off practices
because I was partying?

- I heard that, too. [CHUCKLES]
- See?

None of the money and all of the blame.

And who cares if I was partying?

Why should guys like us have to, uh,

put in more work than everyone
else when we're better than them?

- I always try to.
- Exactly,

but joke's on them because now,

my life's one big party.

Selfie?

- Yeah.
- All right.

Angry Hippo.

- I'll tag you, bro.
- SPENCER: Yes, sir.

JJ: Well... [CHUCKLES]

Hugo the Angry Hippo wouldn't
take a picture with me.

[CHUCKLES]

Never meet your heroes, right?

MALE SINGER: ♪ Now I don't know a thing... ♪
[SINGING CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

Hey.

Uh, oh, I'm good. Thank you.

Uh, I'm... I'm not a waiter.

Oh. Ha! That's embarrassing.

Yeah. Look, uh,

- let's start over. I'm...
- GIRL: Spencer James.

No, but I get that a lot.

But that is him, right?

I heard he's gonna be
the next Desean Jackson.

I have to meet him.

["DJ MAKE THE PARTY JUMP" PLAYING]

- ♪ Lights out! ♪
- Whoo! [ECHOES]

J. DASH: J. Dash!

- ASHER: Yeah, that happened.
- LAYLA: Wow.

- Do you want me to kick her ass?
- [ASHER COUGHS]

- [CHUCKLES] I'll do it.
- Um, I'm pretty sure Olivia can take care of that.

- Yeah, well, trust me. You dodged a b*llet.
- It doesn't matter.

Anyways, like I have
money to take her out.

Look, quality women don't
care about that stuff,

which is why you're not
gonna find any at this party.

- You're here.
- Touché.

[CHUCKLES]

So, as one of the only
quality women on this boat,

what do you care about?

Lately, I'm happiest being the boss,

doing things on my terms
and my terms only...

- Hmm.
- You know, too much of my life

has been out of my hands for too long.

- That's intense.
- I don't know. What makes you happy?

And don't say money because,

you know, you weren't always
happy when you had that, either.

Really don't know anymore.

Seems like everything I like
just goes away, you know?

Kinda wish I was more like JJ.

- JJ: [LAUGHING] An angry hippo!
- LAYLA: Wow. Um,

I don't think anyone's ever
said those words before,

but yeah, maybe we should
all be more like JJ.

He, uh, takes things at face value,

lives in the moment,

goes after what he wants.

So we should always ask
ourselves, "what would JJ do?"

WWJJD.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Let's drink to it.

- Hey.
- Cheers to that.

[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING]

[LAUGHTER]

- You want me to get you an autograph?
- No, thanks.

[GIGGLES]

You know, I was in middle school
when he was a freshman in college.

OLIVIA: Mmm.

Everybody thought he
was going to the NFL.

- Why didn't he?
- He got a lotta excuses.

- Mmm.
- I just think he didn't have a great work ethic,

not like my girl,

who just spent the
summer in newspaper camp.

Seriously? If you call
it that one more time,

- I'm gonna throw you overboard.
- Sorry.

[CHUCKLES]

No, but it did get me thinking
about Coop and Patience.

That whole landlord thing
was, like, really screwed up.

My mom said there's
nothing she can do legally,

but it would make a really good story.

I mean, they're not the only
two to fall for that scam.

Journalism institute to the rescue.

How hard was it for you to
not call it newspaper camp?

Hardest thing I've ever done in my life.

JJ: Ha ha ha! Yo, yo!

Party back at our place! Ha ha ha!

[OVERLAPPING CHATTER AND LAUGHTER]

TV ANNOUNCER: Here, the
- pitch down the middle,

- and that's a strikeout!
- CONNOR: Oh...

Oh, I just took a b*ating.

Gonna make it up on the next game.

Uh, I'd go home team.

The other team's a
mess, and the shortstop

missed batting practice all week.

I'm pretty sure his injury's
worse than they're letting on.

And their catcher was in a Twitter fight

with his girlfriend all night,
so his head's not in the game.

You really think so?

Yeah. I mean, what
players do outside the game

matters almost as much
as what they do in it.

I learned that from experience.

CONNOR: All right, you convinced me,

but if they lose, you owe me.

- MALE SINGER: ♪ Hey! ♪
- ASHER: Add it to my tab.

SINGER: ♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Who with us? I and the band tonight ♪

♪ Who with us? I got that bank
and I blew it up ♪

♪ I brought the band and I do it up ♪

JJ: Ooh-hoo-hoo!

Ho ho ho! That is good!

SPENCER: What's up? What's
up? Look. Do this real quick.

- [VIDEO BEEPS ON]
- Hey, what's up, y'all? This is Spencer James,

and there is nothin' me
and my friends love more

than gettin' charged by Angry Hippos.

- PATIENCE: What?
- COOP: Wait. What the hell was that?

It's just something I gotta do
for my new sponsor. What's up?

- PATIENCE: Hey.
- SPENCER: Heh heh! Glad y'all could make it.

Yeah, yeah, don't feel too special

because we'd rather be
anywhere else but our place.

Yo, ain't that the guy
that showed up drunk

to playoffs a few years ago?

SPENCER: Yeah, he comes with the drink.

[SCOFFS] Never imagined
you'd be living like this.

What, a million-dollar beach house?

No, I meant, "what up,
what up? This Spencer James,

- live with my stank drank and some groupies."
- PATIENCE: Ha ha!

- COOP: Like, what?
- SPENCER: Ha ha! Yeah,

I know it's summer and everybody's
supposed to be having fun, but...

I'm starting to feel
surrounded by people

who I don't want to end up like.

Sounds like our new apartment,

which is why we're hanging
out at your frat house tonight.

I mean, it is a kind
of a new look for you.

I just don't know if it's a look I like.

Come on.

SINGER: ♪ I got that bank
and I blew it up ♪

♪ I brought the band
and I do it up, ooh ♪

WILLIE: Am I allowed out of my room yet?

You keep this up and I'm gonna
send you to bed with no dinner.

WILLIE: Be doing me a favor...
heh! With the way you cook.

[CHUCKLES]

All right. You know what?

I know it's not easy having us here.

That's the understatement of the year.

You have no idea how
aggravating that boy is.

Oh, really? 'Cause the only person

that's lived with him
longer than you is me.

Hmm.

Talk to him.

- Tell him he's... he's...
- LAURA: What?

Pushy, inconsiderate,

hard-headed, impatient
just like his old man?

Already done.

Look, he's your son, Willie,

and I know how important he is to you,

and you and Billy have
made so much progress.

Don't throw it away.

I'd hate to think that the
only way for you two to be close

is from a distance.

[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]

Well, thanks for meeting
me. I know you're a busy man.

When you said on the phone
you were doing a piece

on local entrepreneurs
for the "L.A. Tribune,"

I couldn't resist. [CHUCKLES]

So how did I land on your radar?

Well, a journalist isn't
supposed to reveal her sources,

but, um, I think it's important
that we be up-front with each other.

These two just signed a lease with you,

based off of some beautiful
photos that they saw online,

but the place wasn't quite
as advertised, was it?

I thought this was a
human-interest story.

I'm not a mind reader,

but I'm sure some humans would
be very interested to learn

how you catfish people with apartments.

They signed a legally binding contract.

If they have a problem,
I'll see them in court.

Well, I'll let you know
when the story drops.

[SCOFFS] Am I supposed to be scared?

You should be. Look up Crenshaw Cathy

or what happened to the
police who k*lled Tamika Pratt.

You know what? And while you're at it,

why don't you give my podcast a listen?

You might actually learn something.

[KNOCK ON DOOR] You wanted to see me?

Um... your, uh, your
remix is really good.

I shouldn't have done it without asking,

but I'm not about to take
another lashing from you

for trying to do something nice.

Why did you do it?

You're not used to people
thinking of you first, are you?

I guess I wanted to surprise you.

Um, because you like my mom's music
that much or because you like me?

Yes... to both,

- but it won't happen again.
- Yeah, I know it won't.

Now, look, you've made it mad
clear you're not interested

in me personally, and I'm
trying to respect that.

But you keep looking
at me like that, um,

- I'm gonna have to do something.
- So then do something.

Did that happen because
you like the remix that much

or because you like me?

It happened 'cause I
wanted it to. Now shut up.

Yes, ma'am.

CONNOR: Great call, my man.

You were right about that shortstop.

Kid looked like a wounded
gazelle. [CHUCKLES]

I'm glad everything worked out for you.

That's your cut for helping me out.

- ASHER: What?
- JORDAN: Whoa. What is that, like, $ ?

CONNOR: Well, you got to
bet big to win big, right?

Hey, who do you like
for tomorrow's games?

Um, I honestly haven't thought about it.

CONNOR: Oh, well, you should.

You got a real talent for this.

Shall we find a room to celebrate?

Yo, I told you, bro.

That bird crap hooked you up.

MALE SINGER: ♪ What you say?
Today was a good day... ♪

[SINGING CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

OLIVIA: It's all done. You
guys are free and clear.

Wow. I guess you were the
right Baker woman for the job.

PATIENCE: Like, I can't
believe he fell for your bluff.

It wasn't a bluff. I'm doing the story.

I mean, if I don't, he's just
gonna keep scamming people.

- He's going down.
- COOP: Remind me to never get

- on your bad side.
- PATIENCE: Right.

COOP: I never thought I'd
be so happy to go back home.

OLIVIA: You don't have to.

I found you a place.

Bad news is it's another shared space,

but, um, it actually has a
really nice view and a pool.

PATIENCE: Is this for real?

COOP: What, we got to be
your maids or something?

No, but, I mean, with, you
know, my parents in Crenshaw and,

I mean, Layla's always at work

and the boys are at the
beach house, it's lonely here.

This is too much, Liv. Like,
we can't let you do this.

No, I can,

OK, 'cause my pops told me

- don't ever turn down a mansion.
- PATIENCE: Oh.

COOP: And at least,
here, we ain't got to hear

those loud sex noises all night.

OLIVIA: Well, I never
promised that, so...

OK.

Oh, oh, oh.

[DISTANT DOG BARKING]

[SIGHS]

- BILLY: Uh, you going somewhere?
- Florida.

Come on, man. How old are you?

We get in a few fights
and you're running away?

I ain't running nowhere.

Bum ticker, remember? I'm flyin'.

Uh, no, Dad, you're not.

Yes, son, I am,

but I ain't doing it 'cause I'm mad.

I'm doing it because I love you.

All right, what's... what
are you talking about?

If we keep living together,

we're gonna start hating each other
again. Neither of us want that.

All right. Well, then,
me and Laura, we'll...

- we'll move out. We'll hire somebody.
- WILLIE: Florida is good for me.

My friend Jerome said
I could stay with him.

He's got a sweet setup:

Ocean view, live-in nurse,

and walking distance from the track.

Could you please...

Maybe it's not the worst idea.

He gets to have his independence,

and we know that he's taken care of.

WILLIE: Listen to your wife.

She's a smart woman.

She made me realize you and
I are best from a distance.

- [BILLY SCOFFS]
- LAURA: But that's not exactly what I meant.

Um, so how long are you gonna be away?

WILLIE: Maybe a month,

maybe forever, but I'll visit.

All right, well, I don't
want to argue more, so, uh,

I guess the only thing
that's left to say is that

I love you, too.

I ain't gonna argue with that.

[CHUCKLES]

The house is yours now, son.

Do whatever you want.
Just don't sell it.

Too many good memories.

No, no, it's always gonna... be yours.

Laura and I, we'll take
good care of the place.

Hmm.

Tsk. Yeah.

[WAVES CRASHING ON SHORE]

[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]

[SPUTTERS, COUGHS]

- Rise and shine, Boom-Boom.
- [GROANS]

- [CHUCKLES]
- Uh, nice shirt.

- Comfy, too.
- Mmm. So, uh,

- no more Angry Hippo?
- SPENCER: Nah. Wasn't for me.

- Not my style.
- JORDAN: Yeah?

So what are you gonna
do about the money?

I'll work for it, like I always do.

Oh, by the way,

we're not waiting a
month to get in shape.

Training starts now. Come on.

- Let's get it.
- JORDAN: Oh.

- [CHUCKLES] Come on.
- Whoa!

Come on! [INDISTINCT]

Oh!