Atlanta (2016–…): Season 3, Episode 3 - The Old Man and the Tree - full transcript
Going to rich parties and meeting weirdos.
Who this dude?
Earn: Will knows him.
He's an investor.
Um, apparently, his family
gave out the first loan.
- you don't have
to do anything, you know.
He just wants to
hang out around you.
Uh-huh.
Remember that weed
subscription idea you had?
Oh, yes, yes, yes.
Bud of the month club.
Strains of the finest cannabis
harvested by real,
authentic mexican hands...
Yeah, you know, you
don't need shark tank
to pitch that idea, okay?
You have people around you
now who can invest in it.
You know, fernando's
a billionaire.
How many billionaires
do you know?
Exactly. Just hang out
around him, peep some game.
:
Okay, should I, uh,
- also ask him some stock tips, earnest?
Uh, maybe ask him to
diversify my portfolio?
Alfred, my god,
you must check the dow
industrial jones average.
- Oh, my god!
- It's off the charts,
- I tell you.
- The dow jones is the way to go.
Hey, guys, this
is my white voice.
- Where's the blow at, man?
- That's just how you sound.
- You sound exactly like yourself, man.
- That's not...
- Earn: Okay.
- It's not like... Earn can sound like anything.
Van: You guys are bullying him.
: You guys,
you're bullying him.
- Oh, shit.
- Are you making fun of me, too?
They don't really
sell like ones we got.
- It's not in that show.
- And they ain't got no flavors over here.
- That one is stale.
- Is this it?
It's stale as hell, man.
I'm, like, "the fuck."
Yeah, it's supposed to be.
No, this ain't the house, man.
This ain't no billionaire house.
This is giving me tales
from the hood vibes.
Hell yeah.
I'm gonna check it out.
Yeah, you do that.
- What?
Uh... We're here for will,
for-for... For the party?
: 'ere
for the do, is it?
Well, don't just stand there
like a spare prick at a wedding.
I don't know what you're saying.
Is that earn I hear?
- Mate! You made it.
- Hey.
Come in, guys. Come in.
Everyone's in the back.
Van: She coming?
Oh, no, no. She-she
works here, yeah.
Oh, mind the glass, yeah?
Will: So, what you
up to out here?
- You working with any british artists?
- No.
Will: Do you listen
to much u.K. Rap?
Man, I can't understand
what y'all saying
half the time, so, no.
Will : Yeah, yeah.
Uh, thank god for mumble rap.
Really gave us a leg up.
Any, uh, u.K. Artists we
should be listening to?
- uh, have you heard slowthai?
- No.
- No.
Uh, k-trap? He's pretty dope.
- Mm-mm.
- No.
Um, 21 savage?
- Yeah, we know 'em.
- Yeah.
- Oh.
- oh, shit!
All right, this... see, this
is a billionaire house, man.
What was that raggedy-ass
shit back there?
Oh, no, you're thinking
about it wrong.
: That
was a decoy house.
Ooh. Now, you see,
that's hard as fuck, man.
- bruh.
- Oh, wow.
- Bruh.
- They got their own nando's.
They got their own nando's,
man. Like, what the fuck?
Thank you.
Is she one of yours?
Oh. Uh, no, no.
She's-she's a friend, uh...
Her-her name's van.
She's not an artist.
So, um, how's your wife?
I'm sorry. I can't
remember her name.
Adrian. She's good, yeah.
Yeah, um, we got
divorced, actually.
Oh, no. I'm-I'm sorry, man.
Oh, she fancies girls now.
Bit of a hard time for me, that.
Yeah. You all right?
- Oh, it's all behind me now. I'm good.
- You sure?
I got my mates. I'm
seeing a new bird.
And I'm renting some space
in the house right now
'cause I've got this young
street artist from tooting.
He's around here somewhere.
Oh, man, I would love
for you to meet this guy.
- Seriously.
- Yeah, yeah, that sounds dope.
I'd love to meet him.
That sounds cool.
- Great.
- Uh, van?
You want to meet this,
um... This artist guy?
Yeah, sure.
- That was nando's.
- Yeah.
Alfred: All right, can I get
four boneless chicken thighs?
- Woman: Mm-hmm. Yeah.
- Alfred: What you want?
- Darius: Oh, just a burger.
- Okay.
- That's chicken thighs there.
- Ooh, it's ready to go.
- And here's your burger.
- Both: Thank you.
Um, it's free so you don't
have to pay anything.
Darius: Yeah, thanks.
Alfred : Okay.
Bitch, I know it's free.
- I don't pay for nando's.
In somebody house?
Mm. Oh, look, at
the book collection.
That's hard as fuck.
Man :
I hope you weren't put off
by my neighbors.
I've found my lifestyle attracts
unwanted attention.
I've had to find creative
ways to protect myself.
Mm.
Welcome. I'm fernando.
Oh, man. Al, man.
Hey, are you...? Are
you the-the nando nando?
No. No.
- Hmm.
- Me... I just like the peri-peri sauce.
- they told me
this was the only way to
get it whenever I want.
That's hard.
I don't leave this
property often, but
- I still manage to enjoy life's small pleasures.
- Mm.
I just bring them to me.
- Hey, man, say less. Oh.
Darius: Good sirs,
I'm going to go get a drink
and also find the bathroom
you don't want nobody to use.
Toodle-oo.
I hope I'm not too presumptuous
in asking you this, but, um,
do you like... Trees?
Does a frog bump
his ass when it hop?
Fuck yeah, I like trees.
- come. Come with me this way.
Shit. Fucking love
this place.
Alfred: Oh.
What do you think?
I mean, that's a... Real-ass
tree right there, man.
Right? This is one of the
oldest trees in london.
I had the whole place
built around it.
: Yeah. Whitest
shit I ever heard.
Hey, man, is it... Is it
cool if I smoke, dawg?
Whoa, whoa, actually,
there's no smoking out here.
: It's not
good for the tree, huh?
Alfred: Nope. Uh, yup.
: That's
a fucking tree.
hey, these
all your friends, man?
Yeah, in a manner of speaking.
People come in and
out as they please.
I used to keep this
place to myself,
but one day I realized
I could be using my
abundant resources
to bring people together,
rather than shutting them out.
Now, I open my doors
to influential people
from around the world
in hopes of fostering
meaningful exchange of ideas.
Ideas that can maybe...
Change the world for the better.
It's cool.
: But we mostly drink
and relax in the spa and gamble.
What kind of gambling
y'all do over here, man?
We got poker upstairs.
you
can smoke up there.
Well, shit. Why you ain't
start with that, nando, man?
- Got me out here looking at a tree and shit.
Excuse me.
Yes.
Oh! Bad decision.
Mm-mm.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, um, excuse me. Just, uh...
Oh, I'm sorry, no.
Yeah, I'm actually
in a relationship?
- Oh.
- Yeah.
- Congrats. Cool.
- thanks. Yeah.
Um, could-could you pass me the
gin right behind you, please?
Oh, my god, I am so sorry.
- I... I just... I thought...
- Oh.
- Oh, you thought...?
- : Yeah. Yeah.
- No.
- I'm so sorry.
- No, no, it's fine.
- I...
Um, I get hit on by black
men a lot, so...
- Word?
- Yeah, um,
I lived in los angeles
for, like, a minute.
- Mm-hmm.
- Black guys love asian women.
- So...
- Hmm.
Well, it seems like a good...
- Good cultural exchange, actually.
- Mm-hmm.
You know, you guys love
hip-hop. We like anime.
- yes.
- So it's, like, a cultural experience.
- That's so true. Um, I'm mk.
- Mm-hmm.
- Darius.
- You know, you're funny, darius.
It was so nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
Yo, man. I heard
what that woman said.
That's fucked up.
Oh, that? I mean, that's
lightweight. It's...
- I mean, it's...
- Well, yeah, bro, don't worry. I got you.
My name's socks, by the way.
Sox? Like... Like s-o-x?
no.
Darius.
Yep.
- It's a nice party.
- Yeah, man.
Wow. Your hairline's
intense, bro.
- That's-that's intense.
Yeah, man, I'm losing my hair.
- Yeah.
- But I'm afraid of what
it'll look like if
I shave it all off.
I don't know.
Maybe I got the juice to pull
it off. What'd you think?
Mm, I don't know.
I feel like, um,
that's more easily
pulled off by white men
that are assumed to
be dangerous, right?
Like, uh, jason
statham; Like, uh,
bruce willis, the rock.
Um, same reason why black
dudes can do it, as well.
Um, but I feel like you...
The best hope for you
is probably, like, moby.
- Yeah.
- But, you know...
Both: Everybody hates moby.
- Yeah, man.
- yeah, it's true. Yeah.
- A shot?
- Yeah, sure.
I kind of like moby.
All right, tj?
- Tj?
Um, there's someone I'd
like for you to meet.
Uh, this is tj. Tj, this
is earn and vanessa.
Tj: Hello, people of color.
- Hey.
- Hey.
So earn here, uh,
works with paper boi.
Paper boi?
yeah.
- Oh.
- Earn: You a musician?
Oh, man, I mean, I do whatever.
Look around, bro. It's all me.
Self-taught multi-hyphenate.
- Got my fingers in all the pies, bro.
- Yeah?
Do you, uh, do you guys want
to see my installations?
- Yeah, yeah, that'd be great.
- Cool.
This piece has such a deep,
deep sadness about it.
Alfred, I'd like you
to meet my close friends
bruce and yonathan.
- What's up, y'all?
- Hey, hey. - Hey, guys.
okay.
- Hmm?
Well, cheeky, can I,
um... Can I get a toke?
yeah. Yeah, man.
- Yeah. All right.
- Great.
- I got you, man.
- Been a while.
- There's no tobacco in there?
- No.
- You smoke it straight?
- Hell yeah.
- You madman.
Oh.
Woman: And it's 25
buy-in with a buy-in
starting a thousand
to two thousand.
What?
- Alfred, is it?
- Yeah, man. Al or
- you can call me paper boi, whichever.
- Ah. See. The buy-in
is at 20 thousand.
Oh, man.
My bad.
My bad. I guess I'll just
throw that in the pot.
Okay, let's see. I got five.
- Ten. 15,000.
- Yolnathan: My god. Yeah.
20,000. Hey, that good?
- Let's see here, let's just do that right.
So, what do you think?
Uh, he definitely
has a lot of ideas.
hey. So, I've been
renting this space off fernando
for about four months.
You know, buying supplies.
I've dropped about 500k.
You spent half a
mil on that kid?
: Yeah, I'm
in deep, which is why
I wanted to run
something by you.
Um, tj's got this idea
to turn this space into
a place for artists
passing through town.
So instead of, like,
wasting time looking
for a place to stay,
and studio space,
artists can stay and
work here free of charge.
- And you'd be paying for all that?
- Yeah.
Is that crazy? I... You know,
I get excited about
ideas, and, you know,
my wife was a voice of
reason... My ex-wife.
Um, so I'm just looking
for some perspective.
Okay.
- Um...
- I mean, it's got potential, right?
If I'm being honest, uh,
it-it sounds really expensive,
- and it's not really...
- Tj: Uh, let me, uh,
just stop you right
there.
Um, he didn't explain it right,
so, I'll explain it to you.
My vision is to turn this place
into, like, an
influencer incubator.
Okay? All the equipment costs,
the food, the laundry, the...
The drugs.
the-the sweets, right?
We can make all that back
through subscriptions.
To what?
The art.
Oh. Oh.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah.
Will... he just always
forgets that part.
Ah.
- So, this sounds good, right?
- Yeah.
Uh, yeah, just-just
let me think about it.
Will: No, but I don't...
I don't understand. Like,
if it makes sense, what
is there to think about?
I just have to make sure
that doja cat isn't
doing this same thing,
'cause I heard her
camp is doing something
very similar to
this, that I just...
I want to make sure that it's
not stepping on that, you know?
- Oh, right.
- So let me just... Let me just think about it
- for a little bit, all right?
- Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Cool, cool.
- Yeah, yeah, def-definitely.
- Yeah, um... Yeah.
- Just think about it.
Um, I'll think about it.
- and I'm home
alone and scared shitless.
- so what do I do? I try
to sound really mean. I
yell out, "who's there?"
- "Show yourself at once!"
But I hear nothing. The
house is dead silent.
Then I see it.
A pale-skinned black man,
stick thin, completely naked.
He was soaking wet, shivering,
like he'd just come in
from it pissing outside.
hold
up, man. Hold up.
So, um, you're telling
me there was a... A wet,
ashy, naked nigga that broke
into your house, right?
hey, how he
went in ashy, man?
But what you do?
I got a lot of motherfucking
questions, fernando.
- I'm sorry, man. It's...
Uh, yeah, I'm gonna raise.
- you're right.
That's exactly what
I was thinking.
Because, alfred, it
wasn't raining outside.
All the windows and
doors were locked.
The security alarm
never even tripped.
That's when I realized...
It was a ghost.
Nah.
Mm-mm.
What'd you do?
I did what any man in
my position would do.
He fucked it.
- Get the fuck... Man!
- You fuck a ghost!
- No, no, no.
The connection we
shared wasn't physical.
It was much, much
deeper than that.
That spirit came
to me. It chose me.
It cleansed me.
And when I woke up, he was gone.
But I was covered in
a layer of ectoplasm.
You mean semen, right?
- se...
The spirit came
on you, my nigga.
- That's a bust-and-run where I'm from.
All in.
What, you don't
believe in ghosts?
Man, I ain't really ever
thought about it that much.
You know what I'm saying? So...
Well, you must
believe in god, yeah?
I mean, yeah.
Yeah.
And if you believe in god,
you have to believe
in the devil.
There's good and bad
spirits everywhere, alfred.
Why do you think there's so
much killing in the world?
Why do you think I
have so much money?
The devil is just
as powerful as god.
Everything's just
looking for balance.
Well, god must be looking
out for me, 'cause...
Four aces. Oh!
- yes!
See, I know what you
sayin' right there.
I know what that means.
Well played, alfred.
Hey, that was a good
game, fernando. Look,
balance is a
motherfucker.
Yeah.
Well, you cleaned me out.
Hey, I ain't clean you out
like that ghost did.
He going to get my money, right?
Uh, I'm going to go check
on my wife downstairs.
Alfred: Hey, can you check...
Girl, what the fuck?! Hey!
Bitch, what the fuck is wrong...
So you work with
paper boi, yeah?
Uh... Yes, I do.
Nah. Is he here?
- Yeah.
- Cheers. We should link, man.
I just did four stops
in europe with rihanna.
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
Oh. I should intro you guys.
He's around here somewhere.
Woman: Is this the guy?
Man, we heard what
that woman said to you.
- What do you mean?
- Hey.
You don't have to tell
them about the racism, man.
I got you. Yeah?
- Oh...
- Nah, nah, I got you.
Honestly, it was the
most fucked up thing.
Some real twelve
years a slave shit.
- Oh, my god.
- What?
Um, I don't know.
What are you... What
are you talking about?
Hey, you seen van?
She's been acting weird.
I've been trying to
keep an eye on her.
- Where's your hat?
how much he owe you?
- Forty.
- Forty? That's it?
He probably don't
have that much on him.
His ass can write a check.
Who writes checks?
Maybe he don't plan
on paying me back.
He didn't make no arrangements.
I ain't got this man's number.
Man, I may never see
this nigga again.
But that's all right, though.
I'm gonna keep a bill, man.
'Cause if this was
atlanta, nigga, mm, fuck.
On sight with that nigga.
Hmm.
You should have
seen him, too, man.
He was just sitting over
there, smoking a cigar
and shit, smiling,
looking at me,
talking about fucking
some black ghost.
- What?
- How I'm supposed to handle this, man?
Is this some london shit?
Is this what rich white
niggas do over here?
'Cause from where I'm sitting,
this is disrespect, man.
I need to at least
knock this nigga out,
steal some of his furniture
or some shit, fuck his wife.
I don't know. Shit. Fuck!
- Let me talk to will.
- Nah, man.
It's between me and fernando.
Hey, man, I'm going
through the same thing.
You know that kid
tj, the artist?
His art sucks.
But I think he knows that,
and he's taking
advantage of will.
And in the long run, that's
just gonna make it harder for me
and other black kids who
are actually talented.
- I don't know what to do.
- Yeah, but he black, though.
That don't mean I
gotta help him, right?
I mean, yeah, he's black,
but he's still scamming.
Yeah, but so? White kids be
scamming all the fucking time.
- Hell you think tiktok is?
Shit, black kids
need to scam more.
Say, swell, that's paper boi.
Hi, man. What's
good, b?
Damn, them skates fye, bruh.
Aw, come on, my man.
You know the vibes.
Hey, yo, brother.
Um... I just want to
thank you in advance, man.
I mean, we both know how
this needs to go, right?
If this fool wants to pay for
the culture, then let him.
I see how these white folks
are all the time, man.
What's wrong with me just
showing them who I am?
- Hey, man, you live here?
- Yeah.
So you know fernando, then.
We was playing a poker game,
and he went up to his bedroom.
When the fuck is he coming back?
Oh, man.
I hate to tell it to
you, but that nigga
is not coming back down.
You see what I'm talk...
I'm tired of this shit,
man, I'm gonna beat
this british nigga's ass
is what the fuck I'm gonna do.
Fernando!
Mm.
van : So
nice to meet you.
Sorry.
Do you need any help?
What happened? Are you okay?
Yeah. It's a party,
and things happen.
Relax.
I'm just having fun.
okay.
- Are you mad at me?
- What?
- Why would I be mad at you?
- I don't know.
You know, I talked to your mom.
She said lottie's good, but
she's worried about you.
Honestly, I'm worried
about you, too.
You-you seem like, um...
Earn, I'm fine.
I'm just taking some
time for myself.
- I can't have a vacation?
- No, you can have a vacation.
- that's fine.
- Good. I'm-I'm glad.
- Mm-hmm.
You deserve it.
Thank you.
Well, um, if you need
anything, you know, like,
you need me to get you, like...
A place, or some
money, or, like,
you want me to call
you a car at any time?
: I'm not
alfred. I'm okay.
Yeah, I... I'm... I know.
- I know. It's your job.
- I'm s... I'm sorry.
It's a bad habit now.
That's okay.
You're so in your head.
I think you need to
live in the moment more.
It's okay.
I'm gonna get another drink. Mm!
And he's just like, "I'm
here with paper boi." yeah?
Like, "what's the problem?"
And then she's like,
"all lives matter,
- "that's the problem."
: I'm not okay.
I don't know how you're okay.
Wait. I mean, it didn't
go down like that.
- I'm fine.
It was not that big a deal.
Why is she crying? Okay.
Sam: Where is she?
I mean, I've never
even met this girl,
but she's definitely a cunt.
Yo, darius, I just want
you to meet my fiancé.
Socks: That's her, man.
What are you coming
back in here for,
- being all racist?
- You're fucking sick.
- Coming back here...
Why would you even come back?
- you're just a bloody fascist!
Jai: It's one of them ones.
But you know what that is, yeah?
That's ultimate white guilt.
I thought racism wasn't really
a thing here, like that.
I thought it was
more about class.
Racism and capitalism,
hard to separate, isn't it?
- hmm.
Yeah, because something
only has value
if, uh, something
else has less value.
Yeah, I feel like anywhere
you can buy a can of coke,
some type of racism's
going down there.
Hmm.
What about taco
bell? Does that...
No, they only do pepsi.
Pepsi, that's...
- No racism.
- That's right.
- damn.
- alfred
: Hey, fernando!
Hey, I just want
my money, fernando.
Come on, man, stop playing.
Fernando!
Give me my motherfucking
money, fernando!
Oh, okay, yeah.
Fernando, you sleeping?
Fernando, you
asleep? You asleep?
All right, I got a lullaby
for your ass, nigga.
will: There he is.
So did you hear back
from doja cat's people?
Yeah, yeah, should be all good,
but, um, something a little
more troubling came up.
Oh?
Yeah, the more I thought
about it, the more I realized
tj needs a manager.
You know, with...
You know, the
u.K./u.S. Crossover,
someone like him
really needs somebody
to curate the beginning
of his career.
Will: I totally
understand. Yeah.
How much is a manager?
In the u.S., about 30%.
But I'd do it for 25,
because we're friends.
Oh. Does that sound
good to you, tj?
- Tj?
- Yeah.
That sounds great. Uh...
But we're probably gonna
need a lot more money, right?
- Will: Fair.
- Yeah.
We're in business, boys.
Darius: Hey, earn.
Earn: Hey. Uh...
Oh, this is socks.
Hey, sox. Like s-o-x?
No.
Um, earn, I think
we should get going.
It's getting a little,
uh, intense upstairs.
Alfred : I want...
My fucking money, nando!
Oh, you awake? You
awake now, right, nigga?
You awake!
You heard the chainsaw
alarm, right, nigs?
Well, fuck your
tree! Fuck your tree!
Yeah, can I get a car
to 61 vessel road?
Four people. How fast
can you get here?
Darius.
I heard what my
fiancée said to you.
I am so incredibly sorry.
I-I am so embarrassed.
Your fiancée?
No, the wedding is off.
- Her mum can rot in north korea for all I care.
- Oh...
Racialism drives me fucking mad!
I got a present for
your ass, bitch!
Yo, we'll-we'll...
I ain't leaving here
emptyhanded. Fuck that shit.
Oh.
You ain't missing shit.
Give me this shit.
The fuck y'all
looking at? Let's go.
Darius: Mk?
Earn: Oh, no, man, not our
problem, man, not our problem.
Go, go, go, go, go!
Thanks for the nando's, bitch!
Oh, shit.
Alfred: I took so
much nando's, though!
Oh, you forgot your hat, man.
Come on. Hey, I know a place.
Earn: Will knows him.
He's an investor.
Um, apparently, his family
gave out the first loan.
- you don't have
to do anything, you know.
He just wants to
hang out around you.
Uh-huh.
Remember that weed
subscription idea you had?
Oh, yes, yes, yes.
Bud of the month club.
Strains of the finest cannabis
harvested by real,
authentic mexican hands...
Yeah, you know, you
don't need shark tank
to pitch that idea, okay?
You have people around you
now who can invest in it.
You know, fernando's
a billionaire.
How many billionaires
do you know?
Exactly. Just hang out
around him, peep some game.
:
Okay, should I, uh,
- also ask him some stock tips, earnest?
Uh, maybe ask him to
diversify my portfolio?
Alfred, my god,
you must check the dow
industrial jones average.
- Oh, my god!
- It's off the charts,
- I tell you.
- The dow jones is the way to go.
Hey, guys, this
is my white voice.
- Where's the blow at, man?
- That's just how you sound.
- You sound exactly like yourself, man.
- That's not...
- Earn: Okay.
- It's not like... Earn can sound like anything.
Van: You guys are bullying him.
: You guys,
you're bullying him.
- Oh, shit.
- Are you making fun of me, too?
They don't really
sell like ones we got.
- It's not in that show.
- And they ain't got no flavors over here.
- That one is stale.
- Is this it?
It's stale as hell, man.
I'm, like, "the fuck."
Yeah, it's supposed to be.
No, this ain't the house, man.
This ain't no billionaire house.
This is giving me tales
from the hood vibes.
Hell yeah.
I'm gonna check it out.
Yeah, you do that.
- What?
Uh... We're here for will,
for-for... For the party?
: 'ere
for the do, is it?
Well, don't just stand there
like a spare prick at a wedding.
I don't know what you're saying.
Is that earn I hear?
- Mate! You made it.
- Hey.
Come in, guys. Come in.
Everyone's in the back.
Van: She coming?
Oh, no, no. She-she
works here, yeah.
Oh, mind the glass, yeah?
Will: So, what you
up to out here?
- You working with any british artists?
- No.
Will: Do you listen
to much u.K. Rap?
Man, I can't understand
what y'all saying
half the time, so, no.
Will : Yeah, yeah.
Uh, thank god for mumble rap.
Really gave us a leg up.
Any, uh, u.K. Artists we
should be listening to?
- uh, have you heard slowthai?
- No.
- No.
Uh, k-trap? He's pretty dope.
- Mm-mm.
- No.
Um, 21 savage?
- Yeah, we know 'em.
- Yeah.
- Oh.
- oh, shit!
All right, this... see, this
is a billionaire house, man.
What was that raggedy-ass
shit back there?
Oh, no, you're thinking
about it wrong.
: That
was a decoy house.
Ooh. Now, you see,
that's hard as fuck, man.
- bruh.
- Oh, wow.
- Bruh.
- They got their own nando's.
They got their own nando's,
man. Like, what the fuck?
Thank you.
Is she one of yours?
Oh. Uh, no, no.
She's-she's a friend, uh...
Her-her name's van.
She's not an artist.
So, um, how's your wife?
I'm sorry. I can't
remember her name.
Adrian. She's good, yeah.
Yeah, um, we got
divorced, actually.
Oh, no. I'm-I'm sorry, man.
Oh, she fancies girls now.
Bit of a hard time for me, that.
Yeah. You all right?
- Oh, it's all behind me now. I'm good.
- You sure?
I got my mates. I'm
seeing a new bird.
And I'm renting some space
in the house right now
'cause I've got this young
street artist from tooting.
He's around here somewhere.
Oh, man, I would love
for you to meet this guy.
- Seriously.
- Yeah, yeah, that sounds dope.
I'd love to meet him.
That sounds cool.
- Great.
- Uh, van?
You want to meet this,
um... This artist guy?
Yeah, sure.
- That was nando's.
- Yeah.
Alfred: All right, can I get
four boneless chicken thighs?
- Woman: Mm-hmm. Yeah.
- Alfred: What you want?
- Darius: Oh, just a burger.
- Okay.
- That's chicken thighs there.
- Ooh, it's ready to go.
- And here's your burger.
- Both: Thank you.
Um, it's free so you don't
have to pay anything.
Darius: Yeah, thanks.
Alfred : Okay.
Bitch, I know it's free.
- I don't pay for nando's.
In somebody house?
Mm. Oh, look, at
the book collection.
That's hard as fuck.
Man :
I hope you weren't put off
by my neighbors.
I've found my lifestyle attracts
unwanted attention.
I've had to find creative
ways to protect myself.
Mm.
Welcome. I'm fernando.
Oh, man. Al, man.
Hey, are you...? Are
you the-the nando nando?
No. No.
- Hmm.
- Me... I just like the peri-peri sauce.
- they told me
this was the only way to
get it whenever I want.
That's hard.
I don't leave this
property often, but
- I still manage to enjoy life's small pleasures.
- Mm.
I just bring them to me.
- Hey, man, say less. Oh.
Darius: Good sirs,
I'm going to go get a drink
and also find the bathroom
you don't want nobody to use.
Toodle-oo.
I hope I'm not too presumptuous
in asking you this, but, um,
do you like... Trees?
Does a frog bump
his ass when it hop?
Fuck yeah, I like trees.
- come. Come with me this way.
Shit. Fucking love
this place.
Alfred: Oh.
What do you think?
I mean, that's a... Real-ass
tree right there, man.
Right? This is one of the
oldest trees in london.
I had the whole place
built around it.
: Yeah. Whitest
shit I ever heard.
Hey, man, is it... Is it
cool if I smoke, dawg?
Whoa, whoa, actually,
there's no smoking out here.
: It's not
good for the tree, huh?
Alfred: Nope. Uh, yup.
: That's
a fucking tree.
hey, these
all your friends, man?
Yeah, in a manner of speaking.
People come in and
out as they please.
I used to keep this
place to myself,
but one day I realized
I could be using my
abundant resources
to bring people together,
rather than shutting them out.
Now, I open my doors
to influential people
from around the world
in hopes of fostering
meaningful exchange of ideas.
Ideas that can maybe...
Change the world for the better.
It's cool.
: But we mostly drink
and relax in the spa and gamble.
What kind of gambling
y'all do over here, man?
We got poker upstairs.
you
can smoke up there.
Well, shit. Why you ain't
start with that, nando, man?
- Got me out here looking at a tree and shit.
Excuse me.
Yes.
Oh! Bad decision.
Mm-mm.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, um, excuse me. Just, uh...
Oh, I'm sorry, no.
Yeah, I'm actually
in a relationship?
- Oh.
- Yeah.
- Congrats. Cool.
- thanks. Yeah.
Um, could-could you pass me the
gin right behind you, please?
Oh, my god, I am so sorry.
- I... I just... I thought...
- Oh.
- Oh, you thought...?
- : Yeah. Yeah.
- No.
- I'm so sorry.
- No, no, it's fine.
- I...
Um, I get hit on by black
men a lot, so...
- Word?
- Yeah, um,
I lived in los angeles
for, like, a minute.
- Mm-hmm.
- Black guys love asian women.
- So...
- Hmm.
Well, it seems like a good...
- Good cultural exchange, actually.
- Mm-hmm.
You know, you guys love
hip-hop. We like anime.
- yes.
- So it's, like, a cultural experience.
- That's so true. Um, I'm mk.
- Mm-hmm.
- Darius.
- You know, you're funny, darius.
It was so nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
Yo, man. I heard
what that woman said.
That's fucked up.
Oh, that? I mean, that's
lightweight. It's...
- I mean, it's...
- Well, yeah, bro, don't worry. I got you.
My name's socks, by the way.
Sox? Like... Like s-o-x?
no.
Darius.
Yep.
- It's a nice party.
- Yeah, man.
Wow. Your hairline's
intense, bro.
- That's-that's intense.
Yeah, man, I'm losing my hair.
- Yeah.
- But I'm afraid of what
it'll look like if
I shave it all off.
I don't know.
Maybe I got the juice to pull
it off. What'd you think?
Mm, I don't know.
I feel like, um,
that's more easily
pulled off by white men
that are assumed to
be dangerous, right?
Like, uh, jason
statham; Like, uh,
bruce willis, the rock.
Um, same reason why black
dudes can do it, as well.
Um, but I feel like you...
The best hope for you
is probably, like, moby.
- Yeah.
- But, you know...
Both: Everybody hates moby.
- Yeah, man.
- yeah, it's true. Yeah.
- A shot?
- Yeah, sure.
I kind of like moby.
All right, tj?
- Tj?
Um, there's someone I'd
like for you to meet.
Uh, this is tj. Tj, this
is earn and vanessa.
Tj: Hello, people of color.
- Hey.
- Hey.
So earn here, uh,
works with paper boi.
Paper boi?
yeah.
- Oh.
- Earn: You a musician?
Oh, man, I mean, I do whatever.
Look around, bro. It's all me.
Self-taught multi-hyphenate.
- Got my fingers in all the pies, bro.
- Yeah?
Do you, uh, do you guys want
to see my installations?
- Yeah, yeah, that'd be great.
- Cool.
This piece has such a deep,
deep sadness about it.
Alfred, I'd like you
to meet my close friends
bruce and yonathan.
- What's up, y'all?
- Hey, hey. - Hey, guys.
okay.
- Hmm?
Well, cheeky, can I,
um... Can I get a toke?
yeah. Yeah, man.
- Yeah. All right.
- Great.
- I got you, man.
- Been a while.
- There's no tobacco in there?
- No.
- You smoke it straight?
- Hell yeah.
- You madman.
Oh.
Woman: And it's 25
buy-in with a buy-in
starting a thousand
to two thousand.
What?
- Alfred, is it?
- Yeah, man. Al or
- you can call me paper boi, whichever.
- Ah. See. The buy-in
is at 20 thousand.
Oh, man.
My bad.
My bad. I guess I'll just
throw that in the pot.
Okay, let's see. I got five.
- Ten. 15,000.
- Yolnathan: My god. Yeah.
20,000. Hey, that good?
- Let's see here, let's just do that right.
So, what do you think?
Uh, he definitely
has a lot of ideas.
hey. So, I've been
renting this space off fernando
for about four months.
You know, buying supplies.
I've dropped about 500k.
You spent half a
mil on that kid?
: Yeah, I'm
in deep, which is why
I wanted to run
something by you.
Um, tj's got this idea
to turn this space into
a place for artists
passing through town.
So instead of, like,
wasting time looking
for a place to stay,
and studio space,
artists can stay and
work here free of charge.
- And you'd be paying for all that?
- Yeah.
Is that crazy? I... You know,
I get excited about
ideas, and, you know,
my wife was a voice of
reason... My ex-wife.
Um, so I'm just looking
for some perspective.
Okay.
- Um...
- I mean, it's got potential, right?
If I'm being honest, uh,
it-it sounds really expensive,
- and it's not really...
- Tj: Uh, let me, uh,
just stop you right
there.
Um, he didn't explain it right,
so, I'll explain it to you.
My vision is to turn this place
into, like, an
influencer incubator.
Okay? All the equipment costs,
the food, the laundry, the...
The drugs.
the-the sweets, right?
We can make all that back
through subscriptions.
To what?
The art.
Oh. Oh.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah.
Will... he just always
forgets that part.
Ah.
- So, this sounds good, right?
- Yeah.
Uh, yeah, just-just
let me think about it.
Will: No, but I don't...
I don't understand. Like,
if it makes sense, what
is there to think about?
I just have to make sure
that doja cat isn't
doing this same thing,
'cause I heard her
camp is doing something
very similar to
this, that I just...
I want to make sure that it's
not stepping on that, you know?
- Oh, right.
- So let me just... Let me just think about it
- for a little bit, all right?
- Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Cool, cool.
- Yeah, yeah, def-definitely.
- Yeah, um... Yeah.
- Just think about it.
Um, I'll think about it.
- and I'm home
alone and scared shitless.
- so what do I do? I try
to sound really mean. I
yell out, "who's there?"
- "Show yourself at once!"
But I hear nothing. The
house is dead silent.
Then I see it.
A pale-skinned black man,
stick thin, completely naked.
He was soaking wet, shivering,
like he'd just come in
from it pissing outside.
hold
up, man. Hold up.
So, um, you're telling
me there was a... A wet,
ashy, naked nigga that broke
into your house, right?
hey, how he
went in ashy, man?
But what you do?
I got a lot of motherfucking
questions, fernando.
- I'm sorry, man. It's...
Uh, yeah, I'm gonna raise.
- you're right.
That's exactly what
I was thinking.
Because, alfred, it
wasn't raining outside.
All the windows and
doors were locked.
The security alarm
never even tripped.
That's when I realized...
It was a ghost.
Nah.
Mm-mm.
What'd you do?
I did what any man in
my position would do.
He fucked it.
- Get the fuck... Man!
- You fuck a ghost!
- No, no, no.
The connection we
shared wasn't physical.
It was much, much
deeper than that.
That spirit came
to me. It chose me.
It cleansed me.
And when I woke up, he was gone.
But I was covered in
a layer of ectoplasm.
You mean semen, right?
- se...
The spirit came
on you, my nigga.
- That's a bust-and-run where I'm from.
All in.
What, you don't
believe in ghosts?
Man, I ain't really ever
thought about it that much.
You know what I'm saying? So...
Well, you must
believe in god, yeah?
I mean, yeah.
Yeah.
And if you believe in god,
you have to believe
in the devil.
There's good and bad
spirits everywhere, alfred.
Why do you think there's so
much killing in the world?
Why do you think I
have so much money?
The devil is just
as powerful as god.
Everything's just
looking for balance.
Well, god must be looking
out for me, 'cause...
Four aces. Oh!
- yes!
See, I know what you
sayin' right there.
I know what that means.
Well played, alfred.
Hey, that was a good
game, fernando. Look,
balance is a
motherfucker.
Yeah.
Well, you cleaned me out.
Hey, I ain't clean you out
like that ghost did.
He going to get my money, right?
Uh, I'm going to go check
on my wife downstairs.
Alfred: Hey, can you check...
Girl, what the fuck?! Hey!
Bitch, what the fuck is wrong...
So you work with
paper boi, yeah?
Uh... Yes, I do.
Nah. Is he here?
- Yeah.
- Cheers. We should link, man.
I just did four stops
in europe with rihanna.
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
Oh. I should intro you guys.
He's around here somewhere.
Woman: Is this the guy?
Man, we heard what
that woman said to you.
- What do you mean?
- Hey.
You don't have to tell
them about the racism, man.
I got you. Yeah?
- Oh...
- Nah, nah, I got you.
Honestly, it was the
most fucked up thing.
Some real twelve
years a slave shit.
- Oh, my god.
- What?
Um, I don't know.
What are you... What
are you talking about?
Hey, you seen van?
She's been acting weird.
I've been trying to
keep an eye on her.
- Where's your hat?
how much he owe you?
- Forty.
- Forty? That's it?
He probably don't
have that much on him.
His ass can write a check.
Who writes checks?
Maybe he don't plan
on paying me back.
He didn't make no arrangements.
I ain't got this man's number.
Man, I may never see
this nigga again.
But that's all right, though.
I'm gonna keep a bill, man.
'Cause if this was
atlanta, nigga, mm, fuck.
On sight with that nigga.
Hmm.
You should have
seen him, too, man.
He was just sitting over
there, smoking a cigar
and shit, smiling,
looking at me,
talking about fucking
some black ghost.
- What?
- How I'm supposed to handle this, man?
Is this some london shit?
Is this what rich white
niggas do over here?
'Cause from where I'm sitting,
this is disrespect, man.
I need to at least
knock this nigga out,
steal some of his furniture
or some shit, fuck his wife.
I don't know. Shit. Fuck!
- Let me talk to will.
- Nah, man.
It's between me and fernando.
Hey, man, I'm going
through the same thing.
You know that kid
tj, the artist?
His art sucks.
But I think he knows that,
and he's taking
advantage of will.
And in the long run, that's
just gonna make it harder for me
and other black kids who
are actually talented.
- I don't know what to do.
- Yeah, but he black, though.
That don't mean I
gotta help him, right?
I mean, yeah, he's black,
but he's still scamming.
Yeah, but so? White kids be
scamming all the fucking time.
- Hell you think tiktok is?
Shit, black kids
need to scam more.
Say, swell, that's paper boi.
Hi, man. What's
good, b?
Damn, them skates fye, bruh.
Aw, come on, my man.
You know the vibes.
Hey, yo, brother.
Um... I just want to
thank you in advance, man.
I mean, we both know how
this needs to go, right?
If this fool wants to pay for
the culture, then let him.
I see how these white folks
are all the time, man.
What's wrong with me just
showing them who I am?
- Hey, man, you live here?
- Yeah.
So you know fernando, then.
We was playing a poker game,
and he went up to his bedroom.
When the fuck is he coming back?
Oh, man.
I hate to tell it to
you, but that nigga
is not coming back down.
You see what I'm talk...
I'm tired of this shit,
man, I'm gonna beat
this british nigga's ass
is what the fuck I'm gonna do.
Fernando!
Mm.
van : So
nice to meet you.
Sorry.
Do you need any help?
What happened? Are you okay?
Yeah. It's a party,
and things happen.
Relax.
I'm just having fun.
okay.
- Are you mad at me?
- What?
- Why would I be mad at you?
- I don't know.
You know, I talked to your mom.
She said lottie's good, but
she's worried about you.
Honestly, I'm worried
about you, too.
You-you seem like, um...
Earn, I'm fine.
I'm just taking some
time for myself.
- I can't have a vacation?
- No, you can have a vacation.
- that's fine.
- Good. I'm-I'm glad.
- Mm-hmm.
You deserve it.
Thank you.
Well, um, if you need
anything, you know, like,
you need me to get you, like...
A place, or some
money, or, like,
you want me to call
you a car at any time?
: I'm not
alfred. I'm okay.
Yeah, I... I'm... I know.
- I know. It's your job.
- I'm s... I'm sorry.
It's a bad habit now.
That's okay.
You're so in your head.
I think you need to
live in the moment more.
It's okay.
I'm gonna get another drink. Mm!
And he's just like, "I'm
here with paper boi." yeah?
Like, "what's the problem?"
And then she's like,
"all lives matter,
- "that's the problem."
: I'm not okay.
I don't know how you're okay.
Wait. I mean, it didn't
go down like that.
- I'm fine.
It was not that big a deal.
Why is she crying? Okay.
Sam: Where is she?
I mean, I've never
even met this girl,
but she's definitely a cunt.
Yo, darius, I just want
you to meet my fiancé.
Socks: That's her, man.
What are you coming
back in here for,
- being all racist?
- You're fucking sick.
- Coming back here...
Why would you even come back?
- you're just a bloody fascist!
Jai: It's one of them ones.
But you know what that is, yeah?
That's ultimate white guilt.
I thought racism wasn't really
a thing here, like that.
I thought it was
more about class.
Racism and capitalism,
hard to separate, isn't it?
- hmm.
Yeah, because something
only has value
if, uh, something
else has less value.
Yeah, I feel like anywhere
you can buy a can of coke,
some type of racism's
going down there.
Hmm.
What about taco
bell? Does that...
No, they only do pepsi.
Pepsi, that's...
- No racism.
- That's right.
- damn.
- alfred
: Hey, fernando!
Hey, I just want
my money, fernando.
Come on, man, stop playing.
Fernando!
Give me my motherfucking
money, fernando!
Oh, okay, yeah.
Fernando, you sleeping?
Fernando, you
asleep? You asleep?
All right, I got a lullaby
for your ass, nigga.
will: There he is.
So did you hear back
from doja cat's people?
Yeah, yeah, should be all good,
but, um, something a little
more troubling came up.
Oh?
Yeah, the more I thought
about it, the more I realized
tj needs a manager.
You know, with...
You know, the
u.K./u.S. Crossover,
someone like him
really needs somebody
to curate the beginning
of his career.
Will: I totally
understand. Yeah.
How much is a manager?
In the u.S., about 30%.
But I'd do it for 25,
because we're friends.
Oh. Does that sound
good to you, tj?
- Tj?
- Yeah.
That sounds great. Uh...
But we're probably gonna
need a lot more money, right?
- Will: Fair.
- Yeah.
We're in business, boys.
Darius: Hey, earn.
Earn: Hey. Uh...
Oh, this is socks.
Hey, sox. Like s-o-x?
No.
Um, earn, I think
we should get going.
It's getting a little,
uh, intense upstairs.
Alfred : I want...
My fucking money, nando!
Oh, you awake? You
awake now, right, nigga?
You awake!
You heard the chainsaw
alarm, right, nigs?
Well, fuck your
tree! Fuck your tree!
Yeah, can I get a car
to 61 vessel road?
Four people. How fast
can you get here?
Darius.
I heard what my
fiancée said to you.
I am so incredibly sorry.
I-I am so embarrassed.
Your fiancée?
No, the wedding is off.
- Her mum can rot in north korea for all I care.
- Oh...
Racialism drives me fucking mad!
I got a present for
your ass, bitch!
Yo, we'll-we'll...
I ain't leaving here
emptyhanded. Fuck that shit.
Oh.
You ain't missing shit.
Give me this shit.
The fuck y'all
looking at? Let's go.
Darius: Mk?
Earn: Oh, no, man, not our
problem, man, not our problem.
Go, go, go, go, go!
Thanks for the nando's, bitch!
Oh, shit.
Alfred: I took so
much nando's, though!
Oh, you forgot your hat, man.
Come on. Hey, I know a place.