Mike & Molly (2010–2016): Season 5, Episode 7 - Support Your Local Samuel - full transcript
You know what looks good?
The French toast.
I thought you were on a diet.
I am.
But you're not.
I am not gonna be
your surrogate eater again.
You know, you're just selfish.
You were born with a body
that can eat French toast.
I wasn't.
What?!
It's just weird
you watching me eat.
Just leering,
barking out commands.
"More syrup." "Slow down""
"Don't ignore
the whipped cream""
Come on, Carl.
Nobody around here's
ordered anything I want.
You two ready to order?
Oh, where's Samuel?
In the can
the last two hours.
Want to hear the specials?
That depends.
Did Samuel eat a special?
Two hours?
Should we go check on him?
Yeah. All right, hold our booth.
Two black coffees.
And he'll have the French toast,
whipped cream on the side.
He doesn't know to treat it.
Sam, are you in here?
Come on, man, I know it's you.
I recognize your wide stance.
Go away.
Come on, Samuel. That toilet's
been busted for months.
Yeah, he should know.
He was a material witness.
I had nothing
to do with that.
You can't convict a man
just 'cause he's got priors.
I appreciate your concern,
but I would like to be alone.
I've just received a very
disturbing letter from home.
Aw, geez.
Did-did someone die?
No.
Anybody sick?
No.
Okay then.
We'll get out of your hair.
"Dear Son...
"Our village is once again in
the grips of a horrible drought.
"Tribal warfare threatens
to break out at any minute.
"So it is with deep
sadness I inform you
"that this month
we can only afford
to send you $164."
Wait, your family
lives in Africa
and they send you money?
I know. I'm pathetic.
Well, no, no,
now, you know...
Well.
Yeah, I'm trying to put
a positive spin on this,
but I keep picturing
a guy covered in flies
writing you a check.
Out of 14 children, I was
the one they sent to America.
Look at me.
I'm a complete failure.
They put all of their ostrich
eggs in the wrong basket.
No. Now-now,
you know...
Well.
My family can't afford
to support me anymore,
and I can't afford to live here.
They're telling me
I should come back home.
Sorry, pal.
What am I going to do?
Oh. Okay.
All right. Okay.
I might as well
get up in this, too.
Oh.
Can you give us a minute?
We're just finishing up in here.
♪ La, la-ba-dee-da ♪
♪ La,
la-ba-dee-da ♪
♪ For the first time
in my life ♪
♪ I see love ♪
♪ I see love ♪
♪ For the first time
in my life ♪
♪ I see love ♪
Hey, Mol.
Taste this.
Mom and I are perfecting
our smoothie recipe.
It's got flax seed,
protein powder, kale,
and three different kinds
of rum.
Whew!
That's got quite a kick.
Well, at least
I can't taste the kale.
Hey.
Hey. How was your day?
Not good.
Got some bad news.
Looks like Samuel's gonna have
to move back to Africa.
Wait, he's leaving?
Yeah, he just doesn't have
the money to stay...
Oh, smoothies!
Oh, no.
That's terrible.
Wait a minute, how bad is it?
Not bad, man... more rum,
less kale, you got a winner.
No, I mean Samuel.
Oh, I don't know. I didn't ask.
Well, when is he leaving?
No clue.
Well, what's he gonna do
when he gets back home?
I don't know.
Probably African stuff.
So Samuel is going through
something like this,
and you didn't find out
any details?
No, I did not... it's called
respecting a friend's privacy.
When a guy's going
through something,
you don't poke your nose in,
you avert your gaze
and let him go down the drain
with dignity.
He's your friend.
He's not a dead goldfish.
You don't get it.
The last thing a guy wants
is for his friends
to see him vulnerable.
It's like when we shower
at the gym... eyes forward.
The naked, wet man next to you
is invisible.
That's ridiculous.
Well, you say that
because shower time for you gals
is an excuse to get
in each others' business.
Giggling, tickling,
lathering each other up.
You forgot the mud wrestling
before we get in the shower.
Mom, don't... he's gonna
think you're serious.
Mike, friends help friends
whether they ask for it or not.
We're not gonna just do nothing
and then let Samuel leave.
Molly,
sometimes nothing
is the kindest thing you can do.
Mike,
that's a load of crap.
You just don't want
to do anything
that has real emotions involved.
Exactly. You get it.
We're saying the same thing.
That was a very nice dinner. Aw.
Thank you for
inviting me over.
Oh, no, that was
Molly's idea.
I'm a friend. I didn't want
to go anywhere near you.
No, the reason we had you over,
'cause we're concerned and...
we care
about you.
Right, Mike?
Yeah, yeah.
What?
I said yes.
Then it might be nice
for your friend to
hear that... from you.
Okay. I care. He knows that.
Doesn't mean
I don't like to hear it.
Listen, Samuel, I know
that things haven't gone
quite the way you wanted to
since you moved to America.
You mean the fact
that my health plan
is the first aid kit from Abe's?
And that my best hope for
retirement is to die at 45?
Well, at least you still
have your sense of humor.
Did I say something
that was funny?
No, no, no. Uh, the...
my point is that maybe
we should not be talking
about why you should
leave the country
but maybe why you
should be staying.
You know, that's
actually not bad.
Well, thank you.
I mean, it's really about
creating an open dialogue
- so he feels heard...
- Molly...
Just a sec, Samuel.
And how you can give
him something positive
to take away and
keep with him
even when you're no longer there
to kind of encourage him.
You know what, I was
just afraid to see my friend
crying in front of me.
Sometimes when you open yourself
up to other people's pain,
you're the one that
ends up getting healed.
You're amazing. Aw.
So we really haven't solved
how I'm going
to stay in this country.
You know what
we're gonna do?
We're gonna have cake.
Huh? Do you want cake?
Want cake? Cake? Cake it is!
Sounds like a plan to me.
Okay, remember, we're just here
to offer Samuel moral support.
So be nice
and treat him normally.
Which is it? Are we being nice
or treating him normally?
I'm just saying, sometimes
when you open yourself up
to someone's pain,
you might be the one
who's rewarded.
Hmm.
I know I was last night.
Molly and I couldn't keep
our hands off each other.
Uh, uh, hold on.
Uh, I think I almost have enough
for the buy-in.
Just put that crap down.
We got your buy-in.
But I can't take your money.
He has his pride.
Can I have my five dollars back?
You shut up. You sit down.
That is very
kind of you.
Ah...
It's good to be
with friends.
I'm gonna miss this.
It could actually
be our last poker game.
No.
Oh, you mean together.
Yeah, probably.
So...
five-card stud,
quarter ante.
Yeah, well-well,
look at the up-side, man.
I mean, you may be a penniless
foreigner with no prospects,
but you know what you do have?
You got a great head of hair.
I'll sell it to you.
I feel bad
for you, kid.
It's tough being an immigrant.
Not like when us Italians
first came here.
In those days, if you worked
hard and paid your dues,
my family would leave you alone.
I'm just saying,
it's much harder now.
There's got to be a way
for you to make more money.
Have you thought
about asking Abe for a raise?
The man is too cheap.
He wouldn't even buy me
a new name tag
when I started working there.
Well, your name tag says
"Samuel."
Do I look like a Samuel to you?
My real name is Babatunde.
Well, Bobby, here's my advice.
Tell him to give you a raise
'cause the place down the street
is offering you
a managerial position.
But that is a lie.
No!
It's a bluff. Like in cards.
Sometimes a good bluff
is better than a good hand.
I raise ten.
Fold. I'm out. Too rich for me.
Hey...
It's not what you have.
It's what they think you have.
Wait...
I'm all in.
But not in this case, though.
I got a full house.
Man, you cannot catch a break.
Samuel's been
back there a while.
I'm starting to think
we sent him down a bad path.
Look, either he comes out
with a raise,
or he comes out with nothing,
which is exactly
what he has now.
Plus, a fantastic head of hair.
God, I'm so nervous,
I can't even watch you eat.
Hey, what happened?
What did he say?
Uh, he said
he couldn't give me a raise
because
business hasn't been great.
He showed me all
of the books,
the operating costs,
the debt-to-profit ledger.
Oh, why would he have all that
paperwork just sitting around?
It turns out,
he's trying to sell the place.
But if someone would take on
all of the debt,
he'd let them have it
at a great discount.
Good luck to the idiot
who takes that deal.
Thank you.
I'll need it.
Welcome to Babatunde's!
So, Abe laid the place
off on him for a dollar,
and now he's on the hook
for a two-year lease
and a stack of
past-due bills.
There's no way
that's legally binding.
It is... a contract
was witnessed and signed.
Turns out the dishwasher
isn't just a pot dealer.
He's also a notary.
Well, what do we do now?
Nothing. Don't you see?
He was doing
just fine before
we stepped in.
He was on the next plane
back to Africa.
Well, better on
the way to Africa
than on the way
to bankruptcy.
Well, actually,
bankruptcy is not as big a deal
as everybody makes of it.
I mean, I've bounced back.
Twice.
What?
What?
Now, what did you just...?
What did...
what did you just...?
I'm... I'm just...
can we just focus
on Samuel, please?
Oh, Moll, he's in
way over his head.
Look, instead of talking
about what's wrong with
Samuel, we should...
we should focus on
what's right with us.
What are you doing?
Nothing... I'm just
opening a-a dialogue
like we did the other night.
Samuel would want this.
Nice try.
Oh, where you going?
I'm going to the diner to see
if our friend needs any help.
'Cause unlike you,
when I'm in the shower
next to a naked man, I look.
All right.
Hello!
It's open.
Oh.
Congratulations,
restaurant owner.
Wait...
Well, you-you get it. Yay!
So, how's it going?
Ah, what can I say?
Yesterday,
I was asking for a raise.
Today, I'm giving myself a pay cut.
Oh. Well,
maybe instead of that,
you should fire the dishwasher.
I hear he sells drugs.
Hey, thank you for coming.
I'd give you a hug,
but there's no reason
for both of us
to be covered in black mold.
Oh!
Oh... black mold.
Well, I don't know if
it's black mold. Yeah...
But it's mold.
Yeah.
And it's black, so...
Well... well,
like they always say,
if it quacks like a duck,
you should put on a face mask.
Well, preventing a terminal
lung disease is not high
on my list
of priorities right now.
It's actually number 257,
uh, right after
"Get a juke box."
Listen, Samuel, I...
I just want you to know,
you're not in this alone.
And all your friends
are here to support you
every step of the way.
The same friends that gave me
money to play poker,
and then, they cruelly
took it away from me?
Okay, maybe not those friends,
but this one, you know?
You know what?
I say we attack...
here we go...
that to-do list.
Come on, give me
the first one on the list.
Uh...
"Find a friend
to co-sign a $20,000
business improvement loan."
Ooh!
"Number two... clean floors."
Let's get on that.
Sweetie,
this is a bad idea.
I know, but he
wanted to present us
with his business
plan for the loan.
Yeah, but we can't afford that.
If he defaults, it's on us.
What was I supposed
to tell him?
"No." "No way."
"No chance." "Hell, no."
Anything from the "no" family.
Okay.
You know that's not my role.
You're the hard-ass,
I'm the nice one.
You really think
you're the nice one?
Shut up, Vince.
Hey...
You.
Please, sit.
Oh. No.
Oh, you...
Thank you for your interest
in investing
- in Babatunde's Hot Beef.
- Oh.
No.
Not yet.
It-It's all right.
He should be skeptical.
Look at the money
this restaurant has lost
in the last year alone.
I have worked at that diner
for over eight years.
I know what is wrong,
and I know how to fix it.
I saw where there was waste.
I saw where
there was mismanagement.
And last night, I saw where
the rats were coming in from.
Rats?
Uh, yes.
Apparently, the black mold
was keeping them at bay. Look...
I believe the menu needs
to be simplified,
the quality of food needs
to be higher,
and in turn,
the people will pay more.
I will be diligent,
I will work hard,
and I will devote my life
to making this diner a success.
Really good stuff.
Yes. Yeah.
Can we, uh...
can-can we have a second?
Oh, take all the time
you need.
I know
this is a big decision.
Biggest of my life.
Now you can tell him no.
I can't tell him
after he poured his
heart out... you say it.
If I could've said it,
I would've said it at the diner.
All right, we'll say "no"
together, on three.
Fine.
Okay. One, two, three.
No!
Oh, Mike. Well...
If that's his decision.
Aw...
Look, uh, I believe
in you, Samuel,
and if anybody can
do this, you can.
But you're also a good friend,
and I'd hate for money
to jeopardize that.
Of course. I should never
have put you
in this awkward position.
Hang on. I'm in.
What?
I'll co-sign the loan.
But what about our friendship?
What friendship?
This is an investment.
I'm always looking for
a distressed business
to revamp, sell off
or burn down.
Oh, Vince, thank you!
Just know, I won't work 24-7.
I will work 25-8.
I know, 'cause I'll
be on your ass 26-9.
You think we should warn him
about getting into
business together?
Which "him"?
Come in. Come in.
Thank you for making
Abe's... Whoa!
...your first choice
in hot beef.
Oh. What happened to
calling it Babatunde's?
Ah, Vince made a good point.
Uh, right now, we can't afford
to change the sign.
Or my name tag.
Well, I love what
you've done to the place.
So far, we've just spruced it up
a little.
Uh, if you'll notice, your feet
no longer stick to the floor.
That's nice.
I like that.
Hey, man, I always knew
you could do it.
Yeah, not enough
to give me a loan.
No. Now, now, you know...
Well...
You know, just for the record,
we were very close
to saying yes.
And I was equally close to
naming a sandwich after you.
How was that not part
of the pitch?
We're doing a tasting menu.
So far, all I taste is salt.
Look at this. I got my own booth
where I can hold court.
This is kind of me and Mike's booth.
Not anymore.
I'm an angel investor.
And you two are gonna have
to start paying now.
Does he have
that kind of power?
Mike, you are a good friend,
and I would hate
for you not paying me money
to jeopardize that. Eh.
The French toast.
I thought you were on a diet.
I am.
But you're not.
I am not gonna be
your surrogate eater again.
You know, you're just selfish.
You were born with a body
that can eat French toast.
I wasn't.
What?!
It's just weird
you watching me eat.
Just leering,
barking out commands.
"More syrup." "Slow down""
"Don't ignore
the whipped cream""
Come on, Carl.
Nobody around here's
ordered anything I want.
You two ready to order?
Oh, where's Samuel?
In the can
the last two hours.
Want to hear the specials?
That depends.
Did Samuel eat a special?
Two hours?
Should we go check on him?
Yeah. All right, hold our booth.
Two black coffees.
And he'll have the French toast,
whipped cream on the side.
He doesn't know to treat it.
Sam, are you in here?
Come on, man, I know it's you.
I recognize your wide stance.
Go away.
Come on, Samuel. That toilet's
been busted for months.
Yeah, he should know.
He was a material witness.
I had nothing
to do with that.
You can't convict a man
just 'cause he's got priors.
I appreciate your concern,
but I would like to be alone.
I've just received a very
disturbing letter from home.
Aw, geez.
Did-did someone die?
No.
Anybody sick?
No.
Okay then.
We'll get out of your hair.
"Dear Son...
"Our village is once again in
the grips of a horrible drought.
"Tribal warfare threatens
to break out at any minute.
"So it is with deep
sadness I inform you
"that this month
we can only afford
to send you $164."
Wait, your family
lives in Africa
and they send you money?
I know. I'm pathetic.
Well, no, no,
now, you know...
Well.
Yeah, I'm trying to put
a positive spin on this,
but I keep picturing
a guy covered in flies
writing you a check.
Out of 14 children, I was
the one they sent to America.
Look at me.
I'm a complete failure.
They put all of their ostrich
eggs in the wrong basket.
No. Now-now,
you know...
Well.
My family can't afford
to support me anymore,
and I can't afford to live here.
They're telling me
I should come back home.
Sorry, pal.
What am I going to do?
Oh. Okay.
All right. Okay.
I might as well
get up in this, too.
Oh.
Can you give us a minute?
We're just finishing up in here.
♪ La, la-ba-dee-da ♪
♪ La,
la-ba-dee-da ♪
♪ For the first time
in my life ♪
♪ I see love ♪
♪ I see love ♪
♪ For the first time
in my life ♪
♪ I see love ♪
Hey, Mol.
Taste this.
Mom and I are perfecting
our smoothie recipe.
It's got flax seed,
protein powder, kale,
and three different kinds
of rum.
Whew!
That's got quite a kick.
Well, at least
I can't taste the kale.
Hey.
Hey. How was your day?
Not good.
Got some bad news.
Looks like Samuel's gonna have
to move back to Africa.
Wait, he's leaving?
Yeah, he just doesn't have
the money to stay...
Oh, smoothies!
Oh, no.
That's terrible.
Wait a minute, how bad is it?
Not bad, man... more rum,
less kale, you got a winner.
No, I mean Samuel.
Oh, I don't know. I didn't ask.
Well, when is he leaving?
No clue.
Well, what's he gonna do
when he gets back home?
I don't know.
Probably African stuff.
So Samuel is going through
something like this,
and you didn't find out
any details?
No, I did not... it's called
respecting a friend's privacy.
When a guy's going
through something,
you don't poke your nose in,
you avert your gaze
and let him go down the drain
with dignity.
He's your friend.
He's not a dead goldfish.
You don't get it.
The last thing a guy wants
is for his friends
to see him vulnerable.
It's like when we shower
at the gym... eyes forward.
The naked, wet man next to you
is invisible.
That's ridiculous.
Well, you say that
because shower time for you gals
is an excuse to get
in each others' business.
Giggling, tickling,
lathering each other up.
You forgot the mud wrestling
before we get in the shower.
Mom, don't... he's gonna
think you're serious.
Mike, friends help friends
whether they ask for it or not.
We're not gonna just do nothing
and then let Samuel leave.
Molly,
sometimes nothing
is the kindest thing you can do.
Mike,
that's a load of crap.
You just don't want
to do anything
that has real emotions involved.
Exactly. You get it.
We're saying the same thing.
That was a very nice dinner. Aw.
Thank you for
inviting me over.
Oh, no, that was
Molly's idea.
I'm a friend. I didn't want
to go anywhere near you.
No, the reason we had you over,
'cause we're concerned and...
we care
about you.
Right, Mike?
Yeah, yeah.
What?
I said yes.
Then it might be nice
for your friend to
hear that... from you.
Okay. I care. He knows that.
Doesn't mean
I don't like to hear it.
Listen, Samuel, I know
that things haven't gone
quite the way you wanted to
since you moved to America.
You mean the fact
that my health plan
is the first aid kit from Abe's?
And that my best hope for
retirement is to die at 45?
Well, at least you still
have your sense of humor.
Did I say something
that was funny?
No, no, no. Uh, the...
my point is that maybe
we should not be talking
about why you should
leave the country
but maybe why you
should be staying.
You know, that's
actually not bad.
Well, thank you.
I mean, it's really about
creating an open dialogue
- so he feels heard...
- Molly...
Just a sec, Samuel.
And how you can give
him something positive
to take away and
keep with him
even when you're no longer there
to kind of encourage him.
You know what, I was
just afraid to see my friend
crying in front of me.
Sometimes when you open yourself
up to other people's pain,
you're the one that
ends up getting healed.
You're amazing. Aw.
So we really haven't solved
how I'm going
to stay in this country.
You know what
we're gonna do?
We're gonna have cake.
Huh? Do you want cake?
Want cake? Cake? Cake it is!
Sounds like a plan to me.
Okay, remember, we're just here
to offer Samuel moral support.
So be nice
and treat him normally.
Which is it? Are we being nice
or treating him normally?
I'm just saying, sometimes
when you open yourself up
to someone's pain,
you might be the one
who's rewarded.
Hmm.
I know I was last night.
Molly and I couldn't keep
our hands off each other.
Uh, uh, hold on.
Uh, I think I almost have enough
for the buy-in.
Just put that crap down.
We got your buy-in.
But I can't take your money.
He has his pride.
Can I have my five dollars back?
You shut up. You sit down.
That is very
kind of you.
Ah...
It's good to be
with friends.
I'm gonna miss this.
It could actually
be our last poker game.
No.
Oh, you mean together.
Yeah, probably.
So...
five-card stud,
quarter ante.
Yeah, well-well,
look at the up-side, man.
I mean, you may be a penniless
foreigner with no prospects,
but you know what you do have?
You got a great head of hair.
I'll sell it to you.
I feel bad
for you, kid.
It's tough being an immigrant.
Not like when us Italians
first came here.
In those days, if you worked
hard and paid your dues,
my family would leave you alone.
I'm just saying,
it's much harder now.
There's got to be a way
for you to make more money.
Have you thought
about asking Abe for a raise?
The man is too cheap.
He wouldn't even buy me
a new name tag
when I started working there.
Well, your name tag says
"Samuel."
Do I look like a Samuel to you?
My real name is Babatunde.
Well, Bobby, here's my advice.
Tell him to give you a raise
'cause the place down the street
is offering you
a managerial position.
But that is a lie.
No!
It's a bluff. Like in cards.
Sometimes a good bluff
is better than a good hand.
I raise ten.
Fold. I'm out. Too rich for me.
Hey...
It's not what you have.
It's what they think you have.
Wait...
I'm all in.
But not in this case, though.
I got a full house.
Man, you cannot catch a break.
Samuel's been
back there a while.
I'm starting to think
we sent him down a bad path.
Look, either he comes out
with a raise,
or he comes out with nothing,
which is exactly
what he has now.
Plus, a fantastic head of hair.
God, I'm so nervous,
I can't even watch you eat.
Hey, what happened?
What did he say?
Uh, he said
he couldn't give me a raise
because
business hasn't been great.
He showed me all
of the books,
the operating costs,
the debt-to-profit ledger.
Oh, why would he have all that
paperwork just sitting around?
It turns out,
he's trying to sell the place.
But if someone would take on
all of the debt,
he'd let them have it
at a great discount.
Good luck to the idiot
who takes that deal.
Thank you.
I'll need it.
Welcome to Babatunde's!
So, Abe laid the place
off on him for a dollar,
and now he's on the hook
for a two-year lease
and a stack of
past-due bills.
There's no way
that's legally binding.
It is... a contract
was witnessed and signed.
Turns out the dishwasher
isn't just a pot dealer.
He's also a notary.
Well, what do we do now?
Nothing. Don't you see?
He was doing
just fine before
we stepped in.
He was on the next plane
back to Africa.
Well, better on
the way to Africa
than on the way
to bankruptcy.
Well, actually,
bankruptcy is not as big a deal
as everybody makes of it.
I mean, I've bounced back.
Twice.
What?
What?
Now, what did you just...?
What did...
what did you just...?
I'm... I'm just...
can we just focus
on Samuel, please?
Oh, Moll, he's in
way over his head.
Look, instead of talking
about what's wrong with
Samuel, we should...
we should focus on
what's right with us.
What are you doing?
Nothing... I'm just
opening a-a dialogue
like we did the other night.
Samuel would want this.
Nice try.
Oh, where you going?
I'm going to the diner to see
if our friend needs any help.
'Cause unlike you,
when I'm in the shower
next to a naked man, I look.
All right.
Hello!
It's open.
Oh.
Congratulations,
restaurant owner.
Wait...
Well, you-you get it. Yay!
So, how's it going?
Ah, what can I say?
Yesterday,
I was asking for a raise.
Today, I'm giving myself a pay cut.
Oh. Well,
maybe instead of that,
you should fire the dishwasher.
I hear he sells drugs.
Hey, thank you for coming.
I'd give you a hug,
but there's no reason
for both of us
to be covered in black mold.
Oh!
Oh... black mold.
Well, I don't know if
it's black mold. Yeah...
But it's mold.
Yeah.
And it's black, so...
Well... well,
like they always say,
if it quacks like a duck,
you should put on a face mask.
Well, preventing a terminal
lung disease is not high
on my list
of priorities right now.
It's actually number 257,
uh, right after
"Get a juke box."
Listen, Samuel, I...
I just want you to know,
you're not in this alone.
And all your friends
are here to support you
every step of the way.
The same friends that gave me
money to play poker,
and then, they cruelly
took it away from me?
Okay, maybe not those friends,
but this one, you know?
You know what?
I say we attack...
here we go...
that to-do list.
Come on, give me
the first one on the list.
Uh...
"Find a friend
to co-sign a $20,000
business improvement loan."
Ooh!
"Number two... clean floors."
Let's get on that.
Sweetie,
this is a bad idea.
I know, but he
wanted to present us
with his business
plan for the loan.
Yeah, but we can't afford that.
If he defaults, it's on us.
What was I supposed
to tell him?
"No." "No way."
"No chance." "Hell, no."
Anything from the "no" family.
Okay.
You know that's not my role.
You're the hard-ass,
I'm the nice one.
You really think
you're the nice one?
Shut up, Vince.
Hey...
You.
Please, sit.
Oh. No.
Oh, you...
Thank you for your interest
in investing
- in Babatunde's Hot Beef.
- Oh.
No.
Not yet.
It-It's all right.
He should be skeptical.
Look at the money
this restaurant has lost
in the last year alone.
I have worked at that diner
for over eight years.
I know what is wrong,
and I know how to fix it.
I saw where there was waste.
I saw where
there was mismanagement.
And last night, I saw where
the rats were coming in from.
Rats?
Uh, yes.
Apparently, the black mold
was keeping them at bay. Look...
I believe the menu needs
to be simplified,
the quality of food needs
to be higher,
and in turn,
the people will pay more.
I will be diligent,
I will work hard,
and I will devote my life
to making this diner a success.
Really good stuff.
Yes. Yeah.
Can we, uh...
can-can we have a second?
Oh, take all the time
you need.
I know
this is a big decision.
Biggest of my life.
Now you can tell him no.
I can't tell him
after he poured his
heart out... you say it.
If I could've said it,
I would've said it at the diner.
All right, we'll say "no"
together, on three.
Fine.
Okay. One, two, three.
No!
Oh, Mike. Well...
If that's his decision.
Aw...
Look, uh, I believe
in you, Samuel,
and if anybody can
do this, you can.
But you're also a good friend,
and I'd hate for money
to jeopardize that.
Of course. I should never
have put you
in this awkward position.
Hang on. I'm in.
What?
I'll co-sign the loan.
But what about our friendship?
What friendship?
This is an investment.
I'm always looking for
a distressed business
to revamp, sell off
or burn down.
Oh, Vince, thank you!
Just know, I won't work 24-7.
I will work 25-8.
I know, 'cause I'll
be on your ass 26-9.
You think we should warn him
about getting into
business together?
Which "him"?
Come in. Come in.
Thank you for making
Abe's... Whoa!
...your first choice
in hot beef.
Oh. What happened to
calling it Babatunde's?
Ah, Vince made a good point.
Uh, right now, we can't afford
to change the sign.
Or my name tag.
Well, I love what
you've done to the place.
So far, we've just spruced it up
a little.
Uh, if you'll notice, your feet
no longer stick to the floor.
That's nice.
I like that.
Hey, man, I always knew
you could do it.
Yeah, not enough
to give me a loan.
No. Now, now, you know...
Well...
You know, just for the record,
we were very close
to saying yes.
And I was equally close to
naming a sandwich after you.
How was that not part
of the pitch?
We're doing a tasting menu.
So far, all I taste is salt.
Look at this. I got my own booth
where I can hold court.
This is kind of me and Mike's booth.
Not anymore.
I'm an angel investor.
And you two are gonna have
to start paying now.
Does he have
that kind of power?
Mike, you are a good friend,
and I would hate
for you not paying me money
to jeopardize that. Eh.