02x02 - Gone Fishing

[bunniefuu]

[g*n c*ck]

[footsteps approaching]

Where you going, amigo?

[breathing heavily]

Huh, funny you say that.

I just drove down from Pasadena
to do a little fishing is all.

- Oh!
- So if you don't mind.

- I got me some cousins up in Pasadena.
- Oh, okay.

You came all the way from Houston
to fish here?

[Mo] Yeah.

In them pants.

With no rod.

Well, uh, God gave me these hands,

so I decided, "Hey, what the hell,
let's do a little noodling."

Hell, almost got me
a little catfish there.

Uh... Uh...

Damn near took off my thumb.

Now, fellas,

y'all need to just...
just breathe in this air. It's nice.

We're all Texans here, okay?

Are we?

sh*t, it's all about God,

- family, and country music. Right?
- [man] Mm-hmm.

Now, a lot of people ask me
all the time, they say,

♪ Hank, why do you drink? ♪

Come on, don't be shy. Come on with it.

- To get drunk.
- [Mo] Right. Right.

♪ Why you roll smoke? ♪

- To get stoned.
- That's what I'm talking about.

♪ And why must you live by the songs
That you wrote? ♪

- [man] To get laid.
- Yeah, who doesn't like to get laid?

[man] Hey, lookit there.
We got some backup singers, I guess.

Hey!

[in Spanish] Did he come with you?

[in English] That's what I thought.

You almost had me.

[chuckles]

[officer 1] Keep it moving.

[officer 2] All right,
this is for your own safety.

[officer 3] Take your belongings.

[officer 2] Come on, move. Come on!

[indistinct shouting]

- [officer 1] Keep it moving.
- [man] All right.

[officer 4] Spread out now.

- [officer 4] Let's move it along.
- [officer 5] Move.

[beeps]

[beeps]

[officer in Spanish] Let's go.

[in English] Jesus Christ! Next.

[softly] Oh, for f*ck's sake. Okay.

Do you speak English?

Yeah, I speak English just fine.

sh*t. No accent even. Let me get that.

Careful with that ring.
I'm gonna propose to my girl with that.

Lucky woman.

- Mohammed Najer?
- [Mo] Najjar.

Najjar. What's your birthday, 9-11?

It is, actually.

Hilarious.

You'll get this back when you're released.

This is a big mistake.
I'm in the system already.

- Yeah.
- [keyboard clacking]

[Mo] It's N-A-J-J--

I got it.

You are in the system already.
Asylum pending?

See? Let me just make a call.
My lawyer will clear all this up.

Detainee phone's broken,
so you'll have to wait.

- What about your phone?
- My phone? It works fine.

Can I use it?

Come on. Over here.

- [Mo] Come on.
- No.

- [Mo] Come on.
- This way.

- You saw I'm in the system.
- I know.

- You don't need to do this.
- I do.

- No, come on.
- Number four.

- Oh sh*t.
- There you go.

- [exhales] What's your name?
- You don't need to know my name.

- I'm gonna call you Jack.
- Don't call me Jack.

- You don't have to be like that, Jack.
- I do.

Let me make a call.
My lawyer will fix all this.

Don't push your luck.
I don't need bullshit.

[Mo] At least tell me how long
I'll be here.

- "48 to 72 hours."
- You're doing air quotes.

That's how long it's supposed to be.

Could be a couple of weeks, maybe a month,

and that's before you maybe get sent
to an ICE facility.

Get the f*ck in there.

- Come on.
- Get the f*ck in there!

Could be worse.

You could be in Guantanamo
with your friends.

Don't be like that, Jack.

Jack!

Just let me make the call, Jack!

- Jack?
- [detainee] Meow.

Is that a f*cking cat?

Meow.

[detainee 2] Todos tenemos
nuestra historia.

[in English] All of us
have our own journey.

You, you, me, todos.

Y no fue fácil.

[in English] It was very difficult
to get here.

Very difficult.

[detainee 3] ¿Quienes eramos esperando?

[in English] We waited three weeks

for the ferry to take us
close enough to the border

to go by foot.

And then ten days,
caminamos through the jungle

with the mudslides, the snakes,

but the worst...

The worst was the cartel.

Three days we hide from them.

Drinking only the juice
from the can of a sausage.

To make it last, you know.

[in Spanish] When we finally...

[in English]
Finally, we cross into Panama.

f*ck! You did all that to get to Panama?

Yes.

- sh*t.
- And you, what is your story?

Oh!

I... I took a bus from Mexico City.

But, um...

We fled the Gulf w*r in 1990.

S*ddam Hussain came into Kuwait,

and my mom took the last bit of money
that we had and smuggled us out on a bus.

Took a plane to Paris.

And we had a layover for 12 hours
before landing in Houston.

I think... I think we took Delta.

- Meow.
- What the f*ck is this guy's problem?

[in Spanish] The Cat.

[in English] He was amusing at first,
but now he's just f*cking annoying.

[softly] Meow.

So he's always meowing?

Yes, he's always meowing.

Meow.

Doesn't take any breaks?

There are no breaks.

Only meows.

[The Cat] Meow.

Jack!

["Meet Again" by Maxo Kream playing]

♪ Free J Lo, free One Time ♪

♪ Free Lil CBD ♪

♪ Ayy, free Lil Wannabe... ♪

[The Cat] Meow.

♪ Free Montana C ♪

♪ Ayy, free J Money ♪

♪ Ayy, free Fauni ♪

♪ Free Gas for like ♪

♪ Free my n*gga Ike ♪

♪ I got homies in the grave ♪

♪ I got homies doin' life ♪

♪ I'd rather be carried by six
Before I'm judged by 12 ♪

♪ f*ck 12, before I tell, I'll take... ♪

[in Spanish] What is this?

♪ I'd rather be carried by six
Before I'm judged by 12 ♪

♪ f*ck 12, before I tell... ♪

[in English] Do you have
any sauce for this?

♪ I got homies in the grave ♪

♪ I got brothers in the pen ♪

♪ I got some that's comin' home
I got some that's goin' in ♪

♪ Tried to go to visitation
But they wouldn't let me in ♪

♪ So our only conversation
Writin' letters with a pen... ♪

[in Spanish] Can you move, please?

♪ Tell you who your b*tch been screwin'
Check in on your mom... ♪

[laughs]

♪ Hope you get a second chance
We been down since elementary ♪

♪ Hope one day we meet again
Break you out this penitentiary... ♪

[detainees cheering and applauding]

- You? All right.
- [mumbling]

♪ f*ck 12, before I tell
I'll take a .38 shell... ♪

- Cool, man.
- [detainees cheering and applauding]

[Mo] No good.

Don't try to block me.
What are y'all doing?

[grunting]

[Mo shrieking playfully]

[Mo laughing]

[detainees applauding]

[Mo] f*ck, yeah!

- Jack.
- It's not my name.

You're smiling, though.

Is there a little smile
on your face, Jack?

I liked you better when I thought
you didn't speak any English.

Come on, Jack, have a heart.

Hey, let me call my lawyer.

Please.

Okay, I tell you what.

If you make that shot from right here,

I'll call your lawyer for you.

- Done.
- But if you miss

and you call me Jack again,

[softly] I get to tase you.

[laughs nervously]

Uh, you... you're serious?

All right.

Throw in tacos for all the guys.

Real tacos,
not that f*cking MRE burrito bullshit.

This is not Shawshank,
and you're not my f*cking accountant.

Okay?

You make the shot, you get the call.

You miss, we play Guantanamo.

[Mo] Okay. Okay. Get out of the way.
Get out of the way.

[inaudible]

[all cheering and applauding]

Yes!

Lizzie Horowitz in Houston.

Lizzie Horowitz.

Jack? A deal's a deal.

Deal's a deal, Jack.

[shouts] A deal's a deal!

♪ Wanna know just how you been ♪

♪ Tell you who your b*tch been screwin'
Check in on your mom and 'em ♪

♪ Hope you get a second chance
We been down since elementary... ♪

[inhales deeply]

[sighs]

[lock beeps]

Psst! English.

[Mo] Oh!

[grunts]

[groans]

Jack, these mattresses.
So did you call my lawyer?

Yeah. Yeah. Lizzie Horowitz in Houston.

Oh, that's great, Jack.

- So can I ask you something?
- Sure.

You weren't gonna tase me, were you?

Nah, you weren't gonna tase me. Come on.

So what is this?

- Uh, you call an Uber, a bus?
- [lock beeps and buzzes]

Wait, what is this, Jack?

[Jack] It's all part of the process.

You said you called my lawyer.

Yeah. I called your lawyer.
I didn't call the f*cking president.

[keys jangling]

Get in.

Come on, man, it smells so bad--

[shouts] Get the f*ck in!

"Jack, Jack, Jack!"

Just shut the f*ck up. I'm sick of it.

- We had a bond.
- Why would you think that?

Come on, I was joking around,
having a good time.

Jack, it smells like everybody farted
in here at the same time.

[shouts] Jack!

You can't do this, Jack!

[detainee coughs]

[in Spanish] You don't have a bathroom
in here. It's not your fault.

[in English] You gotta fart,
you gotta fart. It happens.

Man, f*ck this place. Sorry.

[Yusra] We lived in Kuwait

because it was very dangerous for us
to live in Palestine

after the Zionists took over.

It was supposed to be temporary.

We always hoped to return back
to our homeland, Palestine.

But after S*ddam Hussein invaded Kuwait,

it was too dangerous to live there too.

So we fled again.

This time, it was to America.

We lived in Houston for over 20 years now.

Please, Your Honor,

don't take this home away from us too.

[Judge] While the danger posed
to the respondents in Kuwait has subsided,

this court considers applications

based on the time
they were originally submitted.

[door opens]

Jack!

Jack!

As such, this court finds the respondents
eligible for asylum.

The applications are granted.

[gavel bangs]

[in Arabic] Congratulations.

- Did we get it?
- Congratulations.

[Sameer] Alhamdulillah.

[in English] Congratulations, y'all.

Thank you, Lizzie. Thank you. Thank you.

And Mo is front and center on my mind.

- I'm doing everything I can for him, okay?
- Please.

[slow whirring]

[man] Mohammed Najjar.

[echoing] Najjar.

A man with no right of return.

I didn't choose to be stateless.

You think we'll ever get out of here?

Even if we do,

there's always another wall, bro.

I know where I'd go.

Palestine.

Palestine?
What the hell is wrong with you?

[suspenseful music playing]

Passport?

It's your grandfather's.

How'd you get this?

A n*gga that knows how to get things.

I could use a man
who knows how to get things.

Now hurry the hell up
and ask me for a key.

A key?

[gasps]

[in Arabic] Look after this key.

Grandpa?

[Grandpa] Look after this key.

[gasps]

Grandpa? [echoing]

[crying] Where are you, Grandpa?

[Nick in English] Palestine.

n*gga, that's a pipe dream.

Palestine's all the way
on the other side of the world,

and we're stuck in a cell.

[Grandpa in Arabic] Look after this key.

Khoud bihadha almiftah.

[Nick in English] Comes down
to one choice, really.

Get busy living or get busy dying.

[in Arabic] Grandpa?

[Nick in English] Mohammed Najjar
crawled through a river

of foul-smelling filth and burrito sh*t
that I can only imagine.

- [thunder rumbling]
- [coughing]

[triumphant music playing]

And came out clean on the other side.

Mohammed Najjar.

Free.

[music swells]

Free.

[door opens]

Hey, Al-Qaeda.

[Mo grunts]

[groans]

What's this? You gonna take me
to the bathroom from Saw?

[lock beeps and buzzes]

[door slams shut]

- What are we doing back here?
- It's your deportation hearing.

Have a seat.

Come on. You can't be serious, okay?

I don't have an attorney present.
This is so f*cked up, Jack.

Just press the space bar, stupid.

[sighs in relief]

Sorry, Jack.

Lizzie!

- Get me out. This place is a nightmare.
- That's why we're having today's hearing.

No, you don't understand.
It's been really messed up.

- Mo, you gotta let me do my job.
- Mr. Najjar.

- They had me in there with 30 strangers.
- Mr. Najjar.

The toilet is disgusting--

Okay, counsel,
I've gone ahead and muted your client,

so we can proceed here.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Before we begin, I'd like to have a motion
to stay today's proceedings.

My client has an immigration hearing
pending in Houston.

I'd like to consolidate them.

Any objection from the government?

No? Well, that's a first.

I'm gonna go ahead and grant that motion

and unmute your client now, Ms. Horowitz.

And I started having dreams
like it was Shawshank Redemption.

Tim Robbins and Morgan Freeman,
but I was Tim Robbins and--

Mr. Najjar, that is enough.

I'm sorry. I'm just emotional.

You're free to go as long as you agree
to appear in Houston with Ms. Horowitz

at a date and time to be specified.

- Do you understand?
- Yes, Your Honor.

- [Lizzie] Yes, thank you, Your Honor.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

[sighs in relief]

[somber music playing]

[Jack] Good luck with your proposal.

Why do you gotta treat people like trash?

Where's your heart in all this?

You've been here, what, two to three days?

I'm here every f*cking day.

At least you have a choice.

No. What I have is a family.

I've got two special needs kids.

I've got a mother-in-law
living in my f*cking house.

I've got a leak I cannot pay for.

Okay?

The choice that I have is do I go home
at night and blow my f*cking brains out,

or do I get up in the morning
and come back here,

and deal with sh*t like you
again and again and again?

That's the choice
that you're talking about.

So do me a favor.

Take your f*cking ring,
go get married, and get out of my face.

Take care of yourself, Jack.

[The Cat] Meow.

[soft guitar music playing]

[man laughing]

- [Mo] Hey, finally.
- Back home, baby!

Back home, baby.

- [in Arabic] Peace be upon you.
- And unto you.

[coughs and retches]

[in English] Oh, bro!

God! n*gga!

- Bro, you smell very bad.
- Yeah, I love you guys too.

Listen, man, f*ck all of that sh*t.

Anybody do anything to you inside?

- You're okay? Nobody...
- What?

Like, did anybody tickle your tush?

- Nothing like that?
- You know what? I can't do this.

- [Hameed] You can talk--
- I haven't slept in two days!

I'm just asking you, bro.
Therapy. There is therapy now.

If anybody do anything, tell me.
I'll protect you.

- All right, this is ridiculous.
- [Nick] What? No, we love you.

You should probably...

No, Mo,
you should probably get in the bed.

It's more ventilation.

He smells very bad, bro.

[scatting "The Pink Panther Theme"]

[toilet flushes]

[door opens]

[door closes]

Wait. Listen, where I came from,
this is a privilege.

[man] Nasty.

Didn't even wash your hands.

Disgusting.

- [door slams]
- [continues scatting]

[Mo] Full camo, huh?
It's actually slimming.

Man, I missed America.

[Hameed] The greatest country
on Earth, bro.

n*gga, for who?

Bro, if you don't love it, leave it, bro.
Go back to Nigeria.

Dang, homie.

That's probably the most American thing
you've ever said to me.

Really? Thank you, bro.

Listen, tomorrow, Trill Burgers.
I've been craving for the last six months.

Ah, bro, tomorrow I can't. I'm sorry, man.

I'm going with Dallas, bro, to g*n show.

I already struck a deal.
A double barrel semi-automatic shotgun.

I'm gonna be a busy tomorrow too.

With what, working?

Uh, well,
I ain't really had time to tell you,

but me and Toya kind of got back together.

- You and Toya are back together?
- Kind of?

Bro, not kind of back together.

Living together, buying a home together,
doing the whole thing together.

Hameed, shut the hell up. I got this.

You bought a house with Toya?

We didn't just meet.
You know what I'm saying?

We been on and off since high school.

Yeah, no sh*t. I know. I'm just saying.

He's raising her baby, bro.
Another man's baby.

- Toya had a baby?
- [mimics g*nsh*t]

Bite-sized Jafar, shut the hell up.

Bro, I'm just telling him.
Hey, not only that. He got her pregnant.

- Shut up.
- She has his, and he's raising another.

- You're gonna be a dad?
- Yeah.

- You're having a baby.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, it's good.
- Why didn't you tell me that?

Hey, I'm... I'm really happy for you.

That's amazing, bro. Congratulations.

Oh, I'm gonna be an uncle. It's amazing.

Bro, hey, I'm glad.

You found love. It's cool.

I'm gonna get some barbecue.

- Let's go eat.
- What the hell is wrong with you?

What, bro? What? I'm sorry, bro.
I'm just saying truth.

Listen, if I'm lying,
may lightning strike me right now.

Uh, I'm still alive, bro.

I'm about to strike you.

[Hameed] Sorry, man.
Truth will set you free.

[Mo] Uh...

So have you seen Maria lately?
Did she say anything about me?

[Nick slurping]

I mean...

I mean, I get it.
It's tough, long-distance relationships.

When I see her face to face,
all that ice will melt, right?

I don't know, bro.

[Nick] That's a long time, bro.

Is she married with kids now, or what?

For the record, bro,
me and Toya ain't married.

sh*t! How's your mom feel about that?

[mimics mom] "Nicholas,
why has thou forsaken me?"

- "Why do you love living in sin?"
- [Hameed, Mo laughing]

"Hasn't God done enough for you
to not be fornicating?"

But who would've thought
that between the three of us,

I would have the most successful
and beautiful

and the only relationship with my Dallas?

I didn't see it coming.

["Home Again" by PJ Morton playing]

[Nick] Bro...

[Hameed in Arabic]
Say hello to your mom for me.

- [Mo] I will, thanks.
- [Hameed] Take care.

[Mo] Bye.

- [Nick in English] All right, fam.
- [Mo mutters indistinctly]

[Nick] Hey, that brisket
kind of made me wanna boo-boo.

Hey, be safe.

[Mo] Yeah, I'll be a lot safer
now that I'm out of your car.

You drive like a Nigerian immigrant.

[Hameed laughs]
Near-death experience every time.

[Mo] Every time.

- All right, man.
- [Nick] All right.

["Home Again" continues]

♪ Sometimes there's only but one remedy ♪

♪ You know exactly the thing you need... ♪

Mama?

♪ When I've been gone too long ♪

♪ Things just seem to start going wrong... ♪

Mama?

♪ Memories fade ♪

♪ Seasons change... ♪

Sameer?

♪ The way you make me feel ♪

♪ And it feels so good to be home again ♪

♪ It's so good to see you my friend ♪

♪ I hope I get to see you again soon ♪

[rattling]

Oh, yes!

Oh, yes!

[bottles clinking]

[cat mewing]

You're scaring my cat, Hamoodi.

I'm sorry, Crystal.

[in Arabic] Hello, sweetie.

- [in English] When did you get home?
- I just got here.

I missed you so much.

[in Arabic] Watch out for my cat.

[in English] Oh, sorry.

I'm sorry about your room.

I can take some of this stuff out
if you like,

starting with this jungle gym.

You could. That's okay.
You could leave that, but the boxes...

You know, it'd be nice
to have some of my stuff back in my room.

Right. It's just that it turns out
that having some of my stuff in your room

makes my room more roomy.

Still. You know?

Well, maybe I could take some of it out
in stages.

You know, that way I could ease Crystal
into a new routine.

Otherwise, you know,
she might feel anxious.

Oh, of course.

Of course.

[chuckling] Oh, okay.

All right, see?

I... I missed you, little bro.

- I missed you too, habibi.
- Watch... Watch the cat.

Watch the cat.

[Mo] Okay.

[in Arabic] Mama. My beloved mama.

Oh, my love!

- My dear mother.
- [Yusra kissing]

I missed you.

Love you, Mama.

I missed you.

You donkey!

[speaking Arabic]

[in English] It's your favorite.
How could you do that, uh?

[in Arabic] I swear I will barbecue you.

- [in English] How could you do that to me?
- I'm sorry!

[in Arabic] Dummy!

[in English] Didn't mean to hurt you.

You think I wanted to be in Mexico
selling falafel tacos?

Do you know how much trouble--

To your health, my love. Eat.

[in English] Do you know how much trouble
you made for yourself?

Mama, this is delicious.

Lizzie tells your brother
not to do anything stupid.

What does he do?

He crossed the river
into the detention center.

[in Arabic] Donkey.

[in English] Think I wanted to end up
in detention center

where a guy just meows for days and days?

Just meowing.

Meow. Meow. Meow.

[meowing]

For days.

Crystal does it all the time.
Doesn't bother me.

Look, it's not about me.

It's about you guys.
My brother and my mom finally got asylum.

[in Arabic] Praise be to God.

How long have we been waiting?

You should have been there.

Of course, Mama, I wanted to be there.
But let's celebrate.

We already did that.

Nadia took us out for lunch
to the Cheesecake Factory.

Lunch at the Cheesecake Factory?

Did you assess the olive oil situation
while you were in Mexico?

Oh yeah, I looked into it. Come on.
We're not ready to go international.

It's year five of my five-year plan
based on the SMART system.

Specific, Measurable, Achievable,
Relative, and Time-bound.

Don't worry about that.

I'm back now.

I'm ready to take things to another level.

Another level.

You haven't even seen it.

Seen what?

[jaunty violin music playing]

[in Arabic] Morning blessings, my son.

Excellent.

Very good. Thank you.

[music continues playing]

[music continues]

- [Mo in Arabic] Wow! Amazing.
- [Yusra] Nice?

Nice? These are beautiful!

You are an artist.
Everything from your hands is blessed.

- My love, thank you.
- [Mo] May God protect you.

[Buddy in English] Sure is good
to have you back, Mo.

What's up, man?

Yeah, man, this is incredible.
It really is.

Thank you for letting my family
use the farm like this.

No. It ain't nothing. I'm happy to do it.

Yeah?

You know, it'd been nice
to get the trees Manny stole back

since that was the deal we made--

It would be nice to get six months
of my life back.

You know, that's what I lost.

I'm losing money
leasing my equipment to y'all for free,

not to mention the discount on the olives.

Oh, man, you know, everything
I've been through with the legal troubles,

psychological stress,
and trauma of chasing down your trees.

Trees I'll never get, but...

- Thanks for this, Buddy.
- Hey, don't mention it.

Don't mention it, but I'm...

I'm still losing money.

Love you too, Buddy.

So how are you pricing the bottles?

The little ones at $14,
and the big ones at $20.

- That's it?
- Yep.

Why don't you just give them away?

Because we want to make money.

Exactly. We're losing money
by not charging more.

No, but The SMART system says--

Just because it's called SMART,
doesn't mean it's actually smart.

No, SMART's an acronym, Hamoodi.

Even Vanessa knows that.

The duck doesn't know that.

[Yusra] Habibi, take the duckling
back to its mom. Please.

[duck quacks]

[Sameer] Specific, Measurable, Achievable,
Relevant, and Time-bound!

[horse neighs]

I know you're a great salesman.

But this business is so much important
to your brother.

And he's really good at it.

He works hard,

he knows the numbers,

and he's gaining so much confidence,
ya mama.

Especially after the Chick'n Cone thing.

[clicks tongue] Please.

[in Arabic] May God be pleased with you.

[in English] For my sake,
give him the lead.

Yeah, of course.

What's wrong, sweetheart?

It just seems like everyone's doing well
without me.

Maybe I should go back...

[in Arabic] ...to Mexico, go back there.

[in English] Mo, just think
how much better their lives will be

now that you're back home.

Think Maria will feel the same?

[in Arabic] God knows best.

God knows best.

May God be pleased with you.

[gentle music playing]

[metal rattling]

[Spanish music playing]

- [metal clangs]
- f*ck!

God! [groans]

When'd you start working on slabs?

A couple of months ago.
I got tired of waiting for my second shop.

So I just went for it.

Are you okay?

Mm-mm.

Yeah, these things are just...

These things even street legal?

I mean, f*ck all that. You look amazing.

What have you been doing?

Working out. I got time now.

Clearly, you got--

f*ck! You gotta watch out
for these things.

I mean, man, you are, like, glowing.

I can't even look at you.
Where my shades at?

I need my shades.
You're like a solar eclipse.

- Come on, Mo.
- No, I'm serious.

You look beautiful.

How did you get home?

I took a hot air balloon, you know?

The gust of wind took me to Arizona,
but... [whooshes]

- ...a little shift, and I--
- Seriously.

I crossed the border and got caught.

- What?
- I was out of options.

Mo, what about your case?

I don't know.

We'll see.

Man, I missed you.

I'm... I'm not doing this.

[Mo] Doing what?

This. Whatever it is you're doing. Okay?
I'm not doing it.

- Maria.
- I was there.

I went to Mexico that first week.

I was there. I showed up for you.

And you told me very firmly to move on.

- Firmly?
- Yeah, firmly.

That's a little strong, okay?
It was more like, you know, softly.

Like, "Maybe... Maybe you should move on."

Firmly, softly, however you said it,
you said it.

I was living in a janitor's closet.

It was f*cking embarrassing.

I didn't know how long
I was gonna be stuck in Mexico.

I didn't want to burden you.

I wanted to be a partner for you.

I've always just wanted to be
a partner for you.

But you don't know how to take help.

[in Spanish] For better or for worse.

[in English] It's the same reason.
Your stupid pride.

Didn't tell me about the lean,

nor about the gangster
you got mixed up with.

It's just not a good fit.

I'm sorry.

Babe, I love you.

I love you too. I really do.

And I'm very, very happy that you're home,
but we just don't fit.

- Look--
- We don't.

All right, you...

I get it. You need space.

How much time do you need?

I'll wait.

I'll wait this time. I'll wait.

Mo, I'm seeing someone.

What?

I'm seeing someone,
and you need to respect that.

["Family Tradition"
by Hank William, Jr. playing]

♪ Don't ask me, Hank, why do you drink? ♪

♪ Hank, why do you roll smoke? ♪

♪ Why must you live out the songs
That you wrote? ♪

♪ If I'm down in a h*nky-tonk ♪

♪ And some ole slick's trying
To give me friction ♪

♪ I'll say leave me alone ♪

♪ I'm singing all night long ♪

♪ It's a family tradition ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Lordy, I have loved some ladies... ♪