Blindspotting

Yeah, but who the fuck is The Spice King?

Apparently, there's a new chef in town.

Some dude on house arrest just moved

into Collin's old room next door.

Get a job, Earl, today.

It's gotta be weird with Janelle back

from Bali or wherever the fuck.

Two people under one roof

trying to reenter Oakland society.

Trish been in a funk since she got denied that bank loan.

There's more to it, but she won't tell me.

I'll bet some bullshit must've happened at that club.

Let's go! Clock's tickin'.

Meanwhile, Ashley still hasn't told Sean.

Does he know where I am yet?

Every day that goes by, I just hope

she brings him here, tells him I didn't leave him.

-Move through, please. -All right. Thank you.

Purse in the basket.

-Next. -Here you go.

All right, over there.

-I am waiting to be hated. -Where's my son, Ash?

Even though he don't say it, my breath bated

because, let's face it,

he asks with his eyes,

but his tongue ain't far behind and gaining,

and I don't have the heart or mind

to tell him it ain't the time.

Ash, bring my son to the line, babe.

See, his son is also mine, and the boy won't cry.

He'll just go ghost in the eyes if he gets wise

and see that monsters ain't under the bed.

They come cuffing in the night,

and I don't want his first monster

to be the one that ate his papa alive.

I'm in the belly of the whale.

Bring my son inside!

Fuck this line!

I wanna duck and hide,

cut and climb out of my rut and run.

But I'm not the one to leave a motherfucker up and dried.

Oh, well, I guess today's the day that loyalty died, huh?

Ugh!

I got one boy going on man

and one man I've made a growing lie,

stuck where hoping dies, and...

here I am all doey-eyed.

What kinda dope am I? The broken kind?

In need of an omen or at least an open mind.

So throw me a bone or a sign, 'cause I'm going blind.

And I'm knowin' that clock ain't slowin'

by the time I go in.

I'm probably overtime.

Fuck!

Ash!

Hey!

Oh!

Oh, shit.

James, what up?

Hey, you said you know about the boats, right?

I got you an interview at the port.

It's in an hour, though, so I'll pick you up.

Be outside in 30.

Wh--

What?

Ash.

Come do psychedelic drugs with me.

I got a lot going on up there.

I just walked out on a visit with Miles today,

and I don't think that door is safe to open right now.

Uh-uh, uh-uh, see, Smash, now, that's the problem, okay?

You gotta let that door fly open, you feel me?

Let it fly open, spill into the room.

Then take a step back,

take a look, and go,

"Hey, what the fuck is all of this?"

You know? And then deal with it.

Why are you so naked all the time?

Take it easy on her today, y'all.

My girl's goin' through it.

Uh, goin' through what, the last pair of pants?

A cotton allergy? A denim protest?

Why you always gotta make a comment on what I'm wearing?

Mm, I'm commenting on what you're never wearing.

Wearing pants in the house is stupid, okay?

I feel liberated, okay?

I want to feel free at home.

W-well, how you feel at work, then?

Expensive.

Look, I do not wear this for anyone.

I wear this to feel comfortable and let it all out.

You're just always so exposed.

And you're so fuckin' afraid of bein' exposed.

All right, all right.

No, she's always talkin' some shit!

That's enough! Trish!

Listen, you are gonna love the HCHM experience, okay?

Now, my girl Maria,

she's leading this guided trip, right?

And I promise you, sis, it will give you

a whole new perspective on life, okay?

Do the fool on your chakra, right?

Wipe the smirk off ye hurt.

Ghost ride the pain inside.

Listen, go dumb all on that numb.

Okay, okay, okay. -I'm serious.

Wait, wait, wait. Hold up, hold up.

Y'all bitches finna do 'shrooms?

Oh, good morning, sunshine.

I mean, it's not only 'shrooms.

I mean, it's kinda like that, same idea.

Bet. See, yes, that is what I need.

I need to trip so I can stop trippin'.

Get a sad bitch back to a bad bitch!

Drug myself so I can love myself.

Mm, child, your generation is a mess.

It's a metaphor.

All right, listen, I'll be nice, okay?

I'll text Maria; I'm sure she'll be fine with it.

Ooh, yes, thank you, 'Nelle.

Jacque, please come with, okay?

I need your positive vibes.

James, goddamn. I gotta know about boats.

Like, I gotta be comfortable

but, "Hey, I'm skilled with boats."

All right, you good.

You ain't high off no two hits, nigga, you not.

You Big Shmokie. Big--

I can't even read this shit.

I just need some eye drops or somethin'.

All right, I'ma be straight.

Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa!

Let's wake up a little bit!

Whoa! Ha-ha.

Whoo! Whoo! Comin' at you.

You're good.

Stop talkin' to yourself. Stop talkin' to yourself.

Okay.

You are a weird motherfucker.

Unplug and get in.

Yeah.

Okay. Fuck.

Okay.

Whew!

Thank God that wasn't too complicated.

You're tellin' me.

That's quite an ensemble.

Khaki shorts are the jeans of the sea.

You nervous or something?

Did you turn my monitor off?

-Like, is it off, off? -Yes, Earl.

You're good till five p.m. I did it this morning.

Put your fuckin' seat belt on.

You don't gotta curse like that.

-You can just-- -You can walk, you know.

Your s--

Ooh, bitch! It's cold as Ashley out here.

Somethin' might go down while we're here, Trish.

Did you bring your ho-in-the-dark bathing suit?

Uh-uh, ain't nobody gettin' in that cold-ass water.

Oh, so you admit you have one.

Listen, heifers, we are not doin' this today, okay?

Now, Bay beaches are for reflective pondering

while staring off into the sunset in your North Face.

Damn, it is hella beautiful,

even though it's a gloomy-ass day.

But, y'all, it is the perfect place

to do some mushrooms.

Uh-uh, the Furley Dose.

Oh, shoot. There go Maria.

Now, y'all don't embarrass me.

Hola, chica! Como estás?

Mm-hmm, yeah.

Okay. Yeah. Okay. Okay.

-Hey, um, I'm-- -Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Yeah, yeah.

-I'm the, uh, two-- -Okay. Uh, oh, okay.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yes. Yes.

Right. Uh-uh.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, bye.

Ah!

Uh, hello. Are you the three o'clock?

I'm the two o'clock.

Oh, everything's been pushed.

The only two hiring managers are super behind.

Our third port manager's wife nearly got stung to death

when she went out to check on her honeycomb.

The hive was not having it.

So am I the three o'clock now?

Yeah. Just have a seat.

-We'll get to you. -Okay.

Is-is there a bus stop nearby?

I really need to get home by five.

Yes, the 26 has a stop right outside.

-Okay. -Here.

Have a seat.

Just focus on my voice.

That's right.