One thing I've been asking myself is...
What kinda sick individual names a street Edgewood Way...
and he put it half a mile away from Edgewood Lane? Huh?
It's crazy.
Got me out here in this creepy, confusing ass suburb.
Gosh, I'm serious, though. I feel like a sore thumb out here.
Aight then. I'll talk to you soon. See you.
Okay, so this is the Rhine Ave.
It's like a fuckin' hedge maze out here.
Okay, let's see, east...
Keep going straight, and then...
I think he said the left on ah, what was that, Peacock?
Go straight, then left on...
Run, run, run Run rabbit, run rabbit
Okay.
I just keep walking, bruh. Don't do nothin' stupid. Just keep on...
Fuck this. I'm gonna fuckin' go the other way I came.
Not today. Not me.
You know how they like to do motherfuckers out here, man. I'm gone.
Yo. Come on, bro, this is... Yo! Hey!
Don't give the farmer his fun, fun, fun
He'll get by without his rabbit pie
So run rabbit, run rabbit run, run, run
Brother,
Sikiliza kwa wahenga
Brother,
Sikiliza, sikiliza sikiliza kwa wahenga
Kimbia
Una kimbia mbali
Sikiliza, sikiliza sikiliza kwa wahenga
Brother,
Sikiliza, sikiliza, sikiliza kwa wahenga Brother,
Brother
Kimbia Sikiliza, sikiliza
Sikiliza kwa wahenga
But stay woke
Niggas creepin'
They gon' find you
Gon' catch you sleepin'
Oh, now stay woke
Niggas creepin'
Now don't you close your eyes
Too late
You wanna make it right, but now it's too late
My peanut butter chocolate cake with Kool-Aid
I'm trying not to waste my time
If you want it, oh
You can have it (you can have it)
If you need it (you better believe in something)
We can make it, oh
If you want it
You can have it, ah!
But stay woke (stay woke)
Niggas creepin' (they be creepin')
They gon' find you (they gon' find you)
Gon' catch you sleepin' (gon' catch you sleepin', put your hands up on me)
Now stay woke
Niggas creepin'
Now don't you close your eyes
But stay woke (ooh, ah)
Niggas creepin'
They gon' find you (they gon' find you)
Sid, Sid, Sid. How's it going over there?
Good.
- You got your toothbrush? - Check.
- Do you have your deodorant? - Check.
Do you have your cozy clothes?
Got that.
Can you give me a minute, Sid?
I gotta pry something out of your dad.
What?
Do they know I'm... Do they know I'm black?
No.
Should they?
It seems like...
something you might wanna, you know...
mention.
"Mom and Dad, my uh, my black boyfriend will be coming up this weekend...
and I just don't want you to be shocked that he's a black man. Black..."
- You said I was the first black guy you ever dated. - Yeah, so what?
Yeah, so this is uncharted territory for them.
You know, I don't wanna be chased off the lawn with a shotgun.
You're not going to. First of all, my dad would've voted for Obama a third time if he could've.
Like, the love is so real.
I'm only telling you that 'cause he's definitely gonna wanna talk to you about that...
and it will definitely fucking suck.
But that's because he's a lame dad, more than anything else.
They are not racist.
- All right - I would have told you.
I wouldn't be bringing you home to them. Think about that for two seconds.
- Yes, I'm thinking. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. Good.
No, no, no, no.
- No, c'mon, I'm a grown man... - No way.
You broke my cigarette.
You just threw it out the window?
Was like a dollar. You basically threw a dollar out the window. Great.
Well, that was a dollar you decided to spend on nicotine and tobacco.
Hold on, I gotta call Rod.
Oh, Rod!
Don't, don't. Don't do that.
What's up?
- Yo, you at work? - Yeah, yeah, I'm at work.
Look, Chris, hit me this, okay?
How can I get in trouble for pattin' down a old lady? It's standard procedure.
Gary just think 'cause a elderly bitch is elderly, she can't hijack no motherfuckin' plane.
See, wait, wait, I know you're laughing.
I'm serious, man. The next 9/11 is gonna be on some geriatric shit.
Look man, thanks for looking after Sid this weekend. And remember no human food.
- He's got... he's got IBS. - Damn. See, give me some type of credit.
Okay? I don't forget shit. You do.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Aight, aight. - No, I accept your apology. It's all good.
- How little Miss Rosie doing? - She's good. She's driving.
- Let me talk to him. - No.
I'd like to talk to him, please?
Hold on, hold on.
- Hi, Rod. - You know you picked the wrong guy, right?
Oh yeah, of course I know that. This is all just a ploy to get to you.
- It's not too late for us, though. - Okay, get your own girl.
It don't matter, 'cause you never take my advice.
Like what?
Like don't go to a white girl parents house.
She done lick your balls or something?
- Yeah bye. - You know what I'm saying, Chris?
Chris... Chri?
This motherfucker hung up on me.
- You're jealous. - I'm not jealous.
- I'm not jealous of Rod. - I made you jealous. It's Rod.
- Fuck. You okay? - Yeah, scared the shit out of me, you?
Yeah, I'm okay.
Oh my God!
Fuck!
- Stay here. - What? What are you doing?
I do not know. I...
Maybe it's gone, you know.
Chris...
So in the future, the number to call is Animal Control Services.
Yes, sorry about that. I was just disoriented.
So you guys coming up from the city?
Yeah, yeah. My parents are from the Lake Pontaco area. We're just heading up there for the weekend.
- Sir, can I see your license, please? - Wait, why?
Yeah, I have state ID.
No, no, no. He wasn't driving.
I didn't ask who was driving. I asked to see his ID.
- Yeah. Why? That doesn't make any sense. - Here.
No, no, no. Fuck that. You don't give him your ID 'cause you haven't done anything wrong.
Baby, baby, it's okay. Come on.
- Anytime there is an incident, we have every right to ask... - That's bullshit.
Ma'am, the...
Everything all right, Ryan?
Yeah, I'm good.
Get that headlight fixed. And that mirror.
Thank you, officer.
What?
That was hot.
Well, I'm not gonna let anyone fuck with my man.
- I see that. - Okay
We're here.
That's the groundskeeper.
Are you ready?
- Hi! - There's my little girl! Come here!
- How are you? - I love you too. I've missed you.
This is my dad, Dean. This is Chris.
- Call me Mr. Armitage. - Of course. I...
I'm kidding. You call me Dean and you hug me, my man!
- How are you? - I'm good, how are you?
- We're huggers. - Yes.
This is my mom. This is Chris.
Welcome.
Nice to meet you.
Your father's very excited. Anyway, yeah, I'm Missy.
Come in, please. Welcome to our home.
Nice.
So, how was your drive in?
It was fine.
- We actually hit a deer. - What?
- Was it dead? - Yeah.
That's horrible. Are you guys all right?
- Yeah, it just fruck us out. - It did?
Yeah, it came out of nowhere. We got it pretty good.
Yeah, it must've frucked you out big time.
- Fruckin' weird. But you know what I say? - Stop it!
I say, one down, a couple hundred thousand to go.
- Dean! - Dad!
No, I don't mean to get on my high horse, but I'm telling you, I do not like the deer.
I'm sick of it. They're taking over. They're like rats.
They're destroying the ecosystem. I see a dead deer on the side of the road, I think to myself, that's a start.
- I don't even understand that. I'm sorry. - I'm just saying.
You know what? I am grateful for what you've done today. I don't like 'em.
We got that.
You guys look so wiped out.
Yeah. Yeah, a little.
So, how long has this been going on? This... this thing?
How long?
- Four months. - Four months?
Ah, five months, actually.
She's right. I'm wrong.
Atta boy. Better get used to saying that.
I... Please. I'm so sorry.
Yeah, I'm sorry. She's right. I'm wrong.
See?
Does he have an off button? This is exhausting.
I know. I wanna give you a tour.
Can we like unpack first?
You wanna unpack? Before the tour?
This is Missy's office. She takes appointments in there.
- She's a therapist, right? - A psychiatrist, yeah.
Turns out people up here are just as messed up in the head as they are in the city.
This is Jeremy. This is Rose's little brother. There he is.
I've heard stories.
Yeah, I bet you have. He's studying medicine now, wants to be just like his old man.
- You'll meet him. - All right, cool.
Picked these up in Bali.
It's pretty eclectic. I'm a...
I am a traveler and I can't help, but I keep bringing souvenirs back.
It's such a privilege to be able to experience another person's culture.
- Know what I'm saying? - Mmhmm
Oh, here, you're gonna love this. My dad's claim to fame.
He was beat by Jesse Owens in the qualifying round for the Berlin Olympics in 1936.
- Those were the ones where... - Where Owens won in front of Hitler.
Yes, what a moment, what a moment. I mean Hitler's up there with all his perfect Aryan race bullshit.
This black dude comes along, proves him wrong in front of the entire world. Amazing.
Tough break for your dad, though.
Yeah.
He almost got over it.
Ah, that's the basement, we had to seal it up. Some black mold down there.
My mother loved her kitchen, so we keep a piece of her in here.
Georgina, this is Chris. This is Rose's boyfriend.
Hi.
Hello.
The ah, garbage goes under the sink. And now for the...
Pièce de résistance.
The field of play.
I love it. Ah, the nearest house is across the lake.
It's total privacy.
I know what you're thinking.
What?
Come on, I get it.
White family, black servants. It's a total cliché.
I wasn't gonna take it there.
You didn't have to, believe me.
No, ah, we hired Georgina and Walter to help care for my parents.
When they died, I just... I couldn't bear to let them go.
But boy, I hate the way it looks.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
By the way, I would've voted for Obama for a third term if I could.
Best president in my lifetime. Hands down.
- I agree. - Yeah.
So what do your parents do, Chris?
Ah, my dad wasn't really in the picture.
My mom passed away when I was like, eleven.
Oh, I'm sorry. How did she die?
A hit and run.
That's awful.
- Yeah, I'm sorry to hear that. - You were young.
Actually, I don't remember a lot from that time, so...
Well, that's okay. We don't have to talk about that.
You smoke, Chris?
- You jonesing a little bit over there? - I'm quitting.
Dad, this is why I don't bring people to the house anymore.
That's okay, we're not judging. We're not.
It's a nasty habit, though.
You should have Missy take care of that for you.
How?
Hypnosis. She developed a method. And I'm telling you, it works like a charm.
Wow... um...
Some people don't want strangers messing around in their heads, guys.
Listen, Chris, I thought it was total bullshit.
I, I smoked cigarettes for fifteen years. I loved every goddamned puff I took.
She puts me under once, the sight of a cigarette makes me wanna vomit.
Okay, fall back, Dean.
It's a service we provide.
I'm good, actually. Thank you, though.
Well, smoker or not, we're thrilled to have you up here for the big get-together.
- Wait, holy shit, that's this weekend? - Yes, this weekend.
- What get-together? - Oh my God.
Thanks, Georgie. It's ah, Rose's grandfather's party.
My dad would throw a shindig once a year, get all his friends together...
Bocce ball, badminton...
Wait, why didn't you guys tell me about this?
Well, it's the same day every year, sweetheart.
No, it's not.
- Um, actually, it is. - Yes.
- Is it, really? - Yeah, that's when you'd be wrong.
We just kept it up because after they died, we just, it felt like we'd keep them close to us.
They're still with us.
- I just wanted to have, like a chill weekend. - Sounds like fun, actually.
- Sorry. - Georgina?
- I am so sorry. Look what I... - That's okay.
Why don't you go lay down, just get some rest?
Yes. I think I will.
Good.
- My God. Must be very... - What's up, fam?
Hi, Jer-bear.
- Hi darling. - Hey, buddy.
Nobody answers the door around here?
Hey, Rosie.
- Why would I lie, huh? - Love it.
Did she tell you about her toenail collection?
- What? - Oh my God.
She used to bite 'em off, suck on 'em, save 'em on a jewelry box.
- No, I didn't. I don't know what you're talking about. - That is really disgusting.
- I fucking hate you. - Okay, here's a good one.
Let me set the scene. It was our junior year.
- Rose has a crush on this guy, Conner Garfield. - No.
- Conner Garfield. - No. Mom!
No, er, no. Jeremy, stop.
No. These are good, these are good. We gotta... I want to hear it.
Rose, where are your manners? Our guest wants to hear the stories, please.
Thank you.
So Conner's from my lacrosse team, right. Huge kid, like 6'3. He's pretty dumb, right?
- So we threw this party. - You threw a party.
I think my parents were in Greece or something.
We raided their liquor cabinet, and we're all shitfaced, like fifteen of us.
Oh my God, tell me this isn't true, Rose.
Yah.
I filled the liquor bottles with water. Let me finish?
Uh, huh. Go ahead. I'm curious.
So, I'm upstairs hooking up with the hottest girl in class, Jane Deely, right?
You realize you're coming off as like the world's biggest douchebag right now, right?
So, Conner starts banging on the bathroom door, right? I open it.
Blood's gushing from his mouth and he screaming: "Your sister bit my fucking tongue off!" Right?
You bit him?
Okay, okay, to be fair, it was my first kiss and he slipped some tongue...
and I was not expecting it. It was, it was a reflex. I'm sorry.
A reflex that I've since gotten rid of.
- Yeah, you better be careful. - Yeah, I'm very careful now.
I'm gonna go get dessert. And Dean, maybe just clean it up just a little bit?
So, Chris, what's your sport? Football? Baseball?
Basketball, mostly.
You an MMA fan?
- Dude. - Dude, what?
What?
Hey, Jeremy, why don't we let someone else have the floor for a second.
You're dating my sister, right?
He's dating my sister. You had your chance.
I can't get to know the guy?
You mean like UFC?
Yes.
Yeah, no, too brutal for me.
Have you ever got into street fights as a kid?
I did judo after school, first grade. You should have seen me.
Judo?
'Cause with your frame and your genetic makeup...
if you really pushed your body...
And I mean really train, you know? No pussyfooting around, you'd be a fucking beast.
Carrot cake.
- Ooh! - Hi!
Carrot cake.
What did I miss?
- A whole bunch of nothing. - We're just talking about sports.
- Right? - Yeah.
That sounds good.
So the thing about jiujitsu is...
that strength doesn't matter, right?
It's all about this.
It's a strategic game, like chess.
It's all about being two, three, four moves ahead.
Cool.
Stand. stand, stand up.
- Jeremy, no karate at the dinner table. - It is not karate, Mom.
Yo, I got a rule. No, no, no play fighting with drunk dudes.
- No play? I'm just gonna... - Jeremy.
I wasn't gonna hurt him.
He was gonna put you in a fucking headlock.
What is his problem? He's never treated any of my boyfriends that way. Ever, ever, ever.
Mmhmm.
Oh my God, and then my dad with that "my man" stuff.
"My man. My man." I don't think he's ever heard that, or said it...
and now he just... that's all he says.
Yup.
Oh, and my mom being rude to Georgina? Why was fuck that about? That was so crazy.
I mean, how are they different than that cop?
That's the fucking bummer of it all.
Mmhmm.
Mmhmm? Anything, anything more you'd like to add?
I told you so. Like...
I didn't wanna say it. I didn't wanna say it. I didn't wanna say it. I didn't wanna say that.
I don't like being wrong.
- I've noticed that. - But I am sorry.
- Oh, no, no. Wait. Come here, come here, come here - I'm sorry. This sucks.
What? Why do you say sorry?
Because I brought you here and I'm related to all of them.
No, no, no, it's fine. It's fine. Yeah?
- Yeah? - Mmhmm.
- How are you so calm? - Honestly, it's nothing.
I like you in your racial flow, though.
- Is this a racial flow? - Racial flow, flow.
- Am I feeling a racial flow? - I feel a racial flowing.
Oh, fuck. The party.
- How bad can it be? - They're so white.
- So white. - It's all good.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
You know, with my genetic makeup the shit can go down. I'm a beast. I'm a beast!
Do you realize how dangerous smoking is?
Ye... yeah.
Come in and sit with me. Please.
Just for a little while. Please.
Thank you.
So you're comfortable enough, right?
Its perfect. Thanks.
Sure.
You want to know how it works?
You just dangle a pocket watch in front of people's faces? Is that it?
You watch a lot of TV.
When I was a kid.
Ah... Now you feeling very sleepy.
We do use focal points sometimes to...
guide someone into a state of heightened suggestibility.
Heightened suggestibility?
That's right. That's right.
Do you smoke in front of my daughter?
- I'm gonna quit, I promise. - That's my kid.
That is my kid.
Are you interested?
What about your mother?
What about her?
- Wait, are we? - Where were you when she died?
I don't wanna think about that.
Home
Watching TV
Do you hear the TV?
What do you hear?
Rain.
Rain. It was raining.
Hmm.
You hear the rain?
Mmhmm
Do you hear it? Find it.
Tell me when you found it.
Come here, Chris, look at me.
Found it.
Where was your mom?
She, ah...
She was coming home.
She wasn't home.
From work?
Hmm.
Mmm.
And...
What did you do?
Nothing.
Nothing?
I just sat there.
You didn't call anyone?
No.
Why not?
I do not know, I just...
thought that if I did, it would make it real.
You're so scared.
You think it was your fault?
How do you feel now?
I can't move.
You can't move.
Why can't I move?
You're paralyzed.
Just like that day when you did nothing. You did nothing.
Now...
Sink into the floor.
Wait, wait, wait!
Sink.
Remember
Now you're in the sunken place.
Sup, man?
They working you good out here, huh?.
Nothing I don't want to be doing.
Yeah.
I didn't get to meet you actually up close, I'm Chris.
I know who you are.
She is lovely, isn't she?
Rose?
Yes, she is.
One of a kind?
Top of the line?
A real doggone keeper?
Right.
Sorry about last night.
What?
My exercise. I didn't mean to scare you.
Yeah.
And did it work?
Did what work?
You were in Mrs. Armitage's office for quite some time.
Oh, yeah.
I guess I had too much of that wine last night. Can't really remember. So...
Well, I should get back to work and mind my own business.
I think your mom hypnotized me last night.
What?
When?
I went out for some... I went out for some air last night, and I run into her and...
and I can... I can barely remember anything.
But now the thought of a cigarette makes me wanna throw up, like...
Oh my God.
I'm sorry. I can't believe she did that to you.
And I had fucked up dreams.
What'd you dream?
I was in a hole or something and I couldn't move. It was like...
Oh, God. That sounds terrible. I'm sorry.
Hey, ah...
What's Walter's deal?
What do you mean his deal?
I just talked to him, dude's whole vibe's hostile.
Did he say something?
It's not what he says, it's how he says it, you know?
Hmm.
Maybe... maybe he likes you.
Maybe... maybe he's jealous or something. I dunno...
Are you fucking with me?
No.
So you think I have... you think I've got a chance with him?
- Aight, you've got jokes, okay. No, You've got jokes. - Put in a good word?
- Great, no, fine. - I will um... I'm gonna talk to my dad about that. That's not...
- No, don't talk to your dad. It's fine. - No, it's not cool.
It's not a big deal. It's not a big deal.
Forget about it. It's done.
Okay.
Mmm.
Oh, boy.
Oh, man.
It begins. Are you ready for this?
Yeah, yeah.
I'm not.
- There they are. Marcia. - Oh...
So nice.
How are you?
- Just smile. - Smile? All right. How do you do that again?
Yeah, just smile all the time. Yeah, there you go. There it is.
Oh, look, the Greenes.
Gordon and Emily, this is Chris. Chris, this is Gordon and Emily Greene.
- Chris, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, Chris.
Nice to meet you, indeed!
- Oh, and that's quite a grip. - Thank you. You too.
You ah, you ever play golf?
Once, a few years ago. I wasn't very good.
Gordon was a professional golfer for years.
Are you kidding?
Well, I can't quite swing the hips like I used to, though.
But ah, I do know Tiger.
- Oh, that's great. - Super.
Gordon loves Tiger.
Oh, the best I've ever seen, ever. Hands down.
So, Chris, ah, let's see your form.
- This is Neilson and Elisa. - Hey, how're you doing?
So, how handsome is he?
I dunno, are you handsome?
Okay.
Oh!
Not bad. Hey, Neilson?
So, is it true?
Is it better?
Wow, wow.
Wow!
Fair skin has been in favor for the past, what, a couple of hundreds of years?
But now the pendulum has swung back.
Black is in fashion.
Pardon me, I'm, I'm gonna take some pictures.
Sure thing.
There he is.
Good to see another brother around here.
Hi.
Yes, of course it is.
Is something wrong?
There you are.
Do something with this.
Ah, yes, yes.
Oh, hello. I'm Philomena. And ah, and you are?
Chris. Rose's boyfriend.
Fantastic.
You two make a lovely couple.
Thanks.
Ah, where are my manners?
Logan. Logan King.
Chris was just telling me how he felt much more comfortable with my being here.
That's nice.
Um, Logan, I hate to tear you away, dear, but
the Wincotts were asking about you.
Ah.
Well, it was nice to meet you, Chris.
Ah!
Goodbye.
The fuck?
Ignorance.
Who?
All of them.
They mean well, but they have no idea what real people go through.
Jim Hudson.
Chris.
I know who you are.
I am an admirer of your work.
You have a great eye.
Wait. Jim Hudson?
Hudson Galleries?
Believe me, the irony of being a blind art dealer isn't lost on me.
How'd you do it?
My assistant describes the work to me in great detail.
You've got something.
The images you capture are so brutal, so melancholic.
Powerful stuff. I think.
Thank you.
I used to dabble, myself.
Wilderness mostly.
I submitted to Nat Geo 14 times before realizing I didn't have the eye.
I began dealing, then of course, my vision went to shit.
Damn.
Hmm. I know.
Life can be a sick joke.
One day you're developing prints in the dark room, the next day you wake up in the dark.
Genetic disease.
- Shit ain't fair, man. - Ooh, you got that right. Shit ain't fair.
Hey!
Come here, come here.
What the fuck? You left me out there.
Look at this.
She unplugged my phone.
Who?
Georgina. I came here to talk to Rod and I got no juice.
So you think she did that because?
Maybe she doesn't like...
the fact that I'm with you.
Really?
It's a thing.
So, you are so sexy, that people are just unplugging your phone?
Forget it, never mind.
No, no, no, stop. Don't...
Don't do that. Don't...
Okay, okay. I'm sorry, it's all good. Right?
They got you on display now, huh?
It's weird, man. And the people here, too.
It's like they haven't met a black person that doesn't work for them.
Yup, you in it.
Also, shit...
I don't even wanna tell you.
What?
I got hypnotized last night.
Nigga, get out the fuck outta here!
No, yo, yo, yeah, yeah. To quit smoking. But it's Rose's mom's a psychiatrist, so ...
Bruh, I don't care if the bitch is Iyanla Vanzant, okay?
She can't fix my motherfuckin' life. You ain't gettin' in my head.
I know, she caught me off guard, right? But it's cool, because ...
I am cured! It worked.
Bruh, how are not scared of this, man?
Look, they coulda made do all types of stupid shit. They have you fuckin' barkin' like a dog...
flyin' around like you a fuckin' pigeon, lookin' ridiculous, okay? Or...
I don't know if you know this.
White people love to making people sex slaves and shit.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure they're not a kinky sex family, dog.
Look, Jeffrey Dahmer was eating the shit outta niggas heads, okay?
But that was after he had fucked the heads.
Do you think they saw that shit coming? Hell, no!
Okay? They was comin' over there, like, "Oh, I'm just gonna suck a little dick,
maybe jiggle some balls and shit."
No! They didn't get a chance to jiggle shit, because their head was off their fuckin' body.
Yeah, they still sucked the dick, but without the head. It's fuckin' weird detached head shit.
You know, that's Jeffrey Dahmer business.
And thanks for that image right there, man.
Hey, I ain't makin' this shit up. I saw it on A&E, man. It'real life.
And it's the black people out here, too. It's like all of 'em missed the movement.
'Cause they're probably hypnotized.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Look, bruh all I'm doin's connectin' the dots. I'm taking what you presenting to me. Okay?
I'ma tell you this. I think the mom is puttin' everybody in a trance and she fuckin' the shit out of 'em.
Thanks, Rod. Bye.
Hello.
Fuck! Hi.
I owe you an apology.
How rude of me to have touched your belongings without asking.
No, it's cool. I was just confused.
Well, I can assure you, there was no funny business.
Allow me to explain.
I lifted your cellular phone to wipe down the dresser...
and it accidentally came undone.
- Yeah, I, I to... - Rather than meddle with it further,
I left it that way.
How foolish of me.
It's fine.
I wasn't trying to snitch.
Snitch?
Rat you out.
Tattle tale?
Yeah.
Oh, Don't you worry about that.
I can assure you...
I don't answer to anyone.
Right.
All I know is sometimes, but...
If there's too many white people, I get nervous, you know?
Oh, no!
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no,
Aren't you something.
That's not my experience. Not at all.
The Armitages are so good to us.
They treat us like family.
This bitch is crazy.
The bitch is crazy.
Hey, hang on. Chris, Chris, I wanna introduce you to some friends.
This is David and Marcia Wincott, Ronald and Celia Jeffries
Hiroki Tanaka and Jessika and Fredrich Walden.
Too many names to remember, but hi.
Do you find that being African-American...
has more advantage or disadvantage in the modern world?
That's a tough one.
Yeah, I do not know, man.
Hey!
Yo, my man,
They were asking me about the African-American experience. Maybe you can take this one.
Oh.
Well, well...
I find that the African-American experience for me has been...
for the most part, very good.
Although, I find it difficult to go into detail...
as I haven't had much desire to leave the house in a while.
We've become such homebodies.
Yes, yes, yes, but even if you go into the city, I've just had no interest.
The chores have become my sanctuary.
Fuck. Shit.
Get out!
Sorry, man.
- Logan! - Get out!
Yo!
- Yo, chill, man! - Get out!
- Chill! - Get outta here!
- Yo, chill, man! Chill! - Get the fuck outta here!
No!
Seizures create anxiety, which can trigger aggression.
Yeah, but like, randomly attacking other people?
Ah, it's not random.
You know, it was your flash. That's what set him off.
- Hey. - Well.
- How is he doing? - He's much better.
I imagine that I...
owe you all an apology.
No, no, no, we're just very happy that you're yourself again.
Yes. Yes, I am.
And I thank God for you for calming me down.
I know that I must've frightened you all quite a bit.
Especially you, Chris.
No, I'm sorry.
The flash, I didn't know.
Of course not. How could you have?
But you shouldn't have been drinking, either.
Yes.
Well, I will have to let you all get on the rest of the night without the aid of my marvelous wit.
The whole ordeal has made me quite a bit exhausted.
Logan, you just get some rest.
It was nice meeting you, Chris.
Yeah.
Something to lighten the mood?
Yes! Yeah, let's get this party back on track.
How about sparklers and bingo?
We're gonna go on a walk.
You sure?
Shall we?
My cousin's epileptic. That wasn't a seizure. Right?
My dad's a neurosurgeon and that's what he said it was.
- I'm inclined to trust... - That wasn't a seizure.
- What was it, then?
How long have you known that guy?
I met him today. Why?
Man...
Man, this is gonna sound weird, but ...
when he came at me...
It felt like I knew him.
Like you've met Logan before?
No, I don't know Logan. I knew the guy that come at me.
I think your mom got in my head. Right?
I think she got in my head.
- Yeah, and it worked I thought. - No, it did not.
It didn't work.
She got in my head and now I'm thinking all these fucked up shit that I don't wanna think about.
Like what?
I just need to go.
- You want to go? - Mmhmm
Without me.
Whatever you want.
I told you about that night my mom died.
But I didn't call 911, didn't go out looking for her.
Yeah.
One hour went by, then two, then three...
and I just sat there.
I was just watching TV.
There was nothing you could've done.
I found out later that ah...
She had survived the initial hit.
She lay there bleeding by the side of the road, cold and alone.
That's how she died in the early morning, cold and alone.
And I was watching TV.
- There was time, there was time. - You were just a little kid.
There was time, there was time.
There was time.
There was time when somebody was looking for her.
There was time, but nobody, nobody, nobody was looking.
You're all I've got. I'm not gonna leave here without you. I not gonna abandon you, okay?
You're not?
No, no, no. No, I'm not. No.
Oh, my God. You scared me.
Let's go home.
What?
Let's go home. This sucks.
This sucks. Let's go home. I'll make something up.
I love you.
Love you too, baby.
- Goodnight. - Come on, sweetie.
Goodnight, Chris! It was great to meet you.
Asshole.
Yo!
- That's Dre. - Dre?
Andre Hayworth.
- Used to kick it with Veronica? - Veronica from what?
Teresa's sister that worked at the movie theater on 8th.
Yes, that is him. That is him. But wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
This is so fucking, fucking crazy!
Yo, he's different.
No, shit.
Why is he dressed like that?
It's not that. It's everything.
He came to the party with a white woman like 30 years older than him.
Sex slave!
Oh, shit!
Chris, you gotta get the fuck up outta there, man.
You in some "Eyes Wide Shut" situation. Leave, motherfu--
- Yo. - You gon' be a se... Hello?
Chris? Oh, oh, shit! His battery must've fuckin' died.
Hey handsome, are you packing?
Rose, we gotta go. We gotta go now.
- Okay. - Okay.
Is everything okay?
I'll tell you in the car but we gotta go. Right now. Is that okay?
- Okay. Yeah. Uh, let me go get my bag. - Okay.
Okay.
Shit.
Hey. You ready?
Yeah, yeah, I was just looking, just looking for my camera.
Uh...
It's right here.
Have you got the keys? I'm gonna put the bags in the trunk real quick.
Okay.
Um, yeah. They are in here somewhere. Just a matter of finding them.
Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah. - Okay
Gonna take me a second.
Hey, Uh...
What, you can't find those keys, Hmm?
- No. I can never find them. - Let's do this on the move.
Yeah.
- Chris... - Just get the keys.
- Yo. - Yo, man.
Where you going? The party's just getting started.
Just putting the bags in the car, man.
Would anyone like tea?
No, I'm good. We leaving, actually.
Really? Why? Something wrong?
- Rose? - His dog got really sick,
So he has to be at the vet first thing in the morning.
- Sorry. - Oh, how terrible.
- Rose, the keys. - I'm looking...
Rose?
What is your purpose, Chris?
What?
In life. What is your purpose?
Right now, it's finding those keys. Yeah?
What's wrong?
Fire.
It's a reflection of our own mortality.
We're born, we breathe and we die.
Rose?
I'm looking.
Even the sun will die someday.
But we are divine.
We are the gods trapped in cocoons.
Rose...
I don't know where they are.
Rose?
Rose!
Rose, give me those keys! Rose, give me...
Give me those keys. Rose, now! Now! The keys!
Whoa, be careful, bro!
What the fuck?
I didn't do anything.
What the fuck is going on?
Where are those keys, Rose?
You know I can't give you the keys, right, babe?
Come on.
Oh, ho, shit!
- Is he hurt? - Did you see him drop?
Yes, I did. Jeremy, grab his legs, please. Take him downstairs. Dean, help him.
I can get him alone.
- No, you can't. You've already damaged him enough. - Okay, fuck.
Okay.
- Ready? - Mind his head.
Easy.
- You'll drop him. - No, I'm not.
Can you give me a lift here, Oh!
Okay, that was my fault.
You were one of my favorites.
You hear that, Chris? Huh?
One of her favorites!
Flight 237...
Hey, it's Chris. I'm either away from the phone or I just don't wanna talk to you. Peace.
Chris!
Hey, it's Chris. I'm either away from the phone or I just don't wanna talk to you. Peace.
Yeah. Me too.
...College Fund. A mind is a terrible thing to waste.
Millions of Americans feel the effects of aging.
Every movement puts pressure on your joints.
Over time, this wear can cause discomfort.
Oh, shit.
Is there anything more beautiful than a sunrise?
Hi.
I am Roman Armitage and if you're watching this, you're probably wondering what's going on.
There's no need to worry. Let's take a walk.
You have been chosen because of the physical advantages you've enjoyed your entire lifetime.
With your natural gifts and our determination, we could both be part of something greater
Something perfect.
The Coagula procedure is a man-made miracle.
Our order has been developing it for many, many years
and it wasn't 'til recently it was perfected
by my own flesh and blood.
My family and I are honored to offer it as a service to members of our group.
Don't waste your strength. Don't try to fight it. You can't stop the inevitable.
And who knows?
Maybe one day, you'll enjoy being members of the family.
Behold...
The Coagula.
What the fuck?
- Hello, mister...? - Williams. Rod Williams.
- from TSA? - Yes, ma'am.
Well, you know all of TSA issues should be brought up with your authorizing officer.
Yes, ma'am, but, but this is not TSA business.
Okay, Don't call me "ma'am." Otherwise, we're not gonna get along.
How can I help you, Rod Williams from the TSA?
- All right, here it is. - Mmm.
My boy Chris has been missing for two days.
Your son is missing?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not my son, my friend, he 26.
His name is uh, Chris, Chris Washington.
He left on Friday with his girlfriend, uh, Rose Armitage.
She's white.
All right, go on.
Look, Chris was supposed to come back on Sunday, right?
And I been watching his dog, Sid.
- That's Sid. - Cute, right?
So Chris sent this to me from his girlsfriend parents' house.
See, that's Andre Hayworth.
Okay? Somebody we knew from back in the day.
Apparently he's been missing for six months in some affluent suburb.
Mmm, He don't look so missing to me.
That's 'cause we found him, right?
But Chris say he acting real different.
Different how?
This dude from Brooklyn, ha? He don' dress like this.
I used to dress like this.
Plus, he's married to a woman twice his age.
And that would explain the clothes. All right.
Oh, Lord! Rod Williams, TSA.
I know, I know, I know, I know. I'm trying to work towards this.
Look, what I'm about to tell you gonna sound crazy. You ready?
All right, try me.
I believe they've been abducting black people...
brainwashin' 'em, makin' 'em work for 'em as sex slaves and shit.
Oop, sorry about the shit.
Sorry.
Hold on a second.
Then he sent me some weird picture, and I'm like, "Oh man, that's Andre Haysworth."
This dude been missing for six months, right?
So I do all my research, you know 'cause as a TSA agent, you guys are detectives, I got the same training, you know.
We might know more than you all sometimes 'cause we're dealing with some terrorist shit, so...
But that's totally different story. So look, I go do my, my, detective work, right?
and I start puttin' pieces together and see, this is what I came up with...
They probly abductin' black people, brainwashin' 'em and makin' 'em slaves
or sex slaves, not just regular slaves, but sex slaves and shit
See, I don't know if it's the hypnosis that's makin' 'em slaves or whatnot,
but all I know is, they already got two brothers we know
and there could be a whole bunch of brothers they got already.
What's the next move?
And don't ever, ever say that I don't do nothin' for you.
Oh, white girls, oh, they get you every time.
Magic ain't real.
None of this shit makes sense.
Hello?
Chris?
Yo, um,
Hey, what up, Rose? It's uh, it's me, Rod.
Hi.
Where is Chris?
He left two days ago.
He left?
Yeah. He, he got all paranoid and then he freaked out on me.
And then he just got in a cab and left his phone.
Wait. You haven't seen him?
No, he never cam back here!
Oh, my God!
Look, look, man, I been callin' this phone a bunch of times. Matter of fact, I went to the police.
What did you say?
I just said he was missing.
Oh, good. You ah...
Let me ask you something.
What cab company did he ah, did he use to leave?
Oh gosh, I...
I do not know, I guess uh, maybe uh
a local one or I guess he could've called an Uber?
Um, wait, I'm so confused.
Oh, sh, you confused? Oh, sh, okay. Confu- you know something, me too.
- Could you hold on one second? - Okay.
Okay, hold on.
You lyin' bitch. She is lyin' like a motherfu- I know that...
Ooh, that TSA shit tingles. This motherfucker's lyin'.
Okay, I got you, I'ma record your ass.
Record the shit outta you. You talk too goddamn much. You gon' say something.
Hold on, record.
Speaker.
Unmute.
- Uh, Rose? - Mmhmm?
So, last time I talked to Chris, he said your momma hypnotized him.
Rod, just stop.
Huh?
I know why you're calling.
Why's that?
It's kind of obvious, don't you think?
What?
That there's something between us.
No, what you talking about, girl? I called you about Chris.
No, Rod, whenever we'd go out, I remember you looking at me.
What the fuck you? No, Chris is my best friend.
- If you did something to him... - I know you think about fucking me, Rod.
Ain't nobody thought about fucking you. Why do you say some stupid shit? What the f- you ass fuck you!
I didn't wanna fuck you! Bye!
Shit!
God, she's so... she's a fuckin'... She's... Ah! She's a genius.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
Hey, Chris. How's it going, buddy?
You can answer, there is an intercom in the room.
- Where, where, where is Rose? - Oh, you dirty dog.
You're one of the lucky ones, trust me.
Jeremy's wrangling method sounds way less pleasant.
I'm supposed to answer any uh, outstanding questions, uh, concerns that you may have so far.
Apparently our common understanding of the process
has a positive impact on the success rate of the procedure.
You could give a shit, right? Okay, let me just tell you what it is.
Phase one was the hypnotism. That's how they sedate you.
Phase two is, is this. Mental preparation. It's basically psychological pre-op.
Pre-op?
For phase three.
the transplantation.
Well, partial, actually.
The piece of your brain connected to your nervous system needs to stay put
keeping those intricate connections intact.
So you won't be gone. Not completely.
A sliver of you will still be in there, somewhere. Limited consciousness.
You'll be able to see and hear...
What your body is doing, but your existence will be as a passenger.
An audience. You'll live in...
The sunken place.
Now, you're in the sunken place.
Yeah. That's what she she calls it.
Now, I'll control the motor functions, so I'll be...
Me.
You'll be me.
Good. Good.
You got it quick. Good on you.
Why us, huh?
Why black people?
Who knows?
People want a change. Some people want to be stronger. Faster. Cooler.
Black is in fashion.
But don't, please, don't lump me in to that. I don't give a shit what color you are.
No, what I want is deeper.
I want your eye, man.
I want those things you see through.
This is crazy.
Okay, I'm done.
No, no, no, no, no!
Sikiliza, sikiliza sikiliza kwa wahenga
Jeremy?
You fucking... you fuck!
You...
Come on.
One Mississippi, two Mississippi...
three Mississippi, four Mississippi...
I had the time of my life
though I never felt this way before
Yes, I swear it's the truth
and I owe it all to you
Hey, baby
Run rabbit, run rabbit run, run, run
911, What's your emergency?
I'm at the Armitage house. My name is Chris.
I'm sorry, sir, can you repeat that?
I'm at... I'm at the Armitage...
Run rabbit, run rabbit run, run, run
No, don't do it, don't do it. Don't do it, just fucking go.
Grandma.
Every Friday that ever comes along
I get up early and sing this little song
You ruined my house!
Get him, Grandpa.
Damn you!
Let me do it.
Chris...
I'm so sorry.
It's me.
I love you.
What are you doing?
Help.
Help me.
Oh, shit!
Chris!
I mean, I told you not to go in that house.
I mean...
How you find me?
I'm TS motherfucking A.
We handle shit.
That's what we do.
Consider this situation...
fuckin' handled.
No.
Brother,
Sikiliza kwa wahenga
Brother,
Sikiliza, sikiliza sikiliza kwa wahenga
Kimbia
Una kimbia mbali
Sikiliza, sikiliza sikiliza kwa wahenga
Brother,
Sikiliza, sikiliza, sikiliza kwa wahenga Brother,
Brother
Kimbia Sikiliza, sikiliza
Kuokoa mwenyewe
Sikiliza, sikiliza sikiliza kwa wahenga
Kuokoa mwenyewe
Sikiliza kwa wahenga