The first 190 lines.
Raven's Home was filmed in front of a live studio audience.
Yes!
First! I finally beat you to the bathroom.
This must burn, Nia. This must burn bad.
It's not a competition, Booker.
I mean, I've won the last 16 days in a row,
but it's not a competition.
Now, can you please hurry?
Oh, no, I'm first to the bathroom. I'm gonna savor this.
Take a nice, long shower, wash my hair. I might even shave.
Shave what?
Hey, guys.
Look at that. Levi's first.
This must burn, Booker. This must burn bad.
That's my body spray.
The burning lets you know you're fly.
It's all good.
Levi can be here. We're like brothers.
I use the bathroom in front of him all the time.
Which I repeatedly told you I'm not comfortable with.
Hey, kids!
Hey, listen, um, breakfast is gonna be a little late this morning.
Had a small incident with the toaster.
On a related note...
If I were a fire extinguisher, where would I be?
Okay! Yeah! I'm just gonna find it myself.
Shower time.
- I'm dropping robe. - Oh, god! No!
Why are you wearing a bathing suit?
Little trick I picked up in sixth grade gym class.
Keeps everybody from seeing my bits and pieces.
Y'all better get out of here before you see my bits and pieces.
Yep! That's us.
If you got the best roommate in Chicago,
let me hear you say "whoop whoop!"
Ha! Whoo whoo.
If raising your kids with your best friend
is both a financial necessity, and a dream come true,
- let me hear you say "whoop whoop!" - Ha ha! Whoo whoo!
If you accidentally set the toaster on fire,
let me hear you say "whoo whoo."
Whoo...
- Chelsea, did you kill my toaster? - Whoo whoo.
Gosh, Rae, I'm so sorry. I am. I...
I guess I was just really excited to help out.
You know, when I was married, Garrett didn't want me to do anything.
He did all the cooking.
All the cleaning. All the, uh...
Falling in love with the federal agent who arrested him for tax fraud.
I can't believe that judge only gave him a year.
If I was the judge, I'd have given him five to 10.
Ah, it's not so bad.
Sure, garret stole all my money,
but I got to move in with you, right?
And if you think about it, Rae,
we are really lucky both of our marriages fell apart.
- Whoa. Yeah. - That got dark. Got dark.
Morning, mom! Morning, aunt Chels!
Well, hello, Nia.
Hello, sweetheart.
How'd you sleep?
- You still doing okay on the couch? - Of course.
I wouldn't have offered aunt Chelsea my room if I wasn't cool with it.
That's my baby girl.
Nia, I never have to worry about you.
Besides, a little sacrifice is good.
You know, a lot of my sheroes are defined by their struggles.
Rosa Parks, Oprah, Ruth Bader Ginsburg.
You know what all of those independent,
spectacular women have in common?
They made the bed!
- Point taken. I'm on it. - All right!
You my shero!
Hi, hon!
Wow. That was some nightmare last night, huh?
Yeah. Did you get back to sleep okay?
Yeah, eventually.
You gotta stop reading me scary bedtime stories.
Oh! There's my special little man.
Hey! What's that on your face?
Oh, it's my face.
Mommy! Cut it out!
- You missed a spot. - I know I did.
Mom, could you... could you give me a hand?
Oh, in a second, sweetheart.
I'm hiding the blueberries in your brother's cereal.
Love the taste, but I hate seeing them.
It's like my bowl's full of doll eyes.
Never mind. I got the bed back in.
I'm sorry I didn't help you, Nia.
I'm still a little sore from the thousand push-ups I did.
Please. The only thing you've done a thousand times is tell that story.
Mom! Nia said I'm not mad shredded!
Nia! Don't tell your brother he's not mad shredded.
Doesn't watching those two make you wish you had a twin?
I like being an only child.
There's never a question who the favorite is.
It's me, right?
All right, everybody! Come get your bags.
Your dad is downstairs to take you to school.
- Bye. - Bye. Mwah!
- Bye, mom. - Bye-bye. Mwah.
My turn to pick the music.
But you never pick anything in my vocal range. Mom!
Nia, pick something in your brother's vocal range.
Levi! Where's my kiss?
Make good choices.
- Bye! - Bye.
Hey, Chels, um...
I couldn't help but hear what Levi said,
and I just want you to know that I don't have a favorite Booker.
I mean "kid."
Well, of course, Rae.
You love both your Bookers equally.
Come on, Chels. I mean, yes, I might do more for Booker,
but Nia knows that I don't have a favorite.
Everything's always about Booker!
Booker, Booker, Booker! I'm sick of it.
Chels, I just had a vision that Nia was so upset.
She said that everything was about Booker.
"Booker, Booker, Booker."
Why don't you just talk to her about it?
I can't do that! No, because it hasn't happened yet.
I have to fix it before it does.
Or! Or! Hear me out.
You could just finally tell your kids you're psychic.
No, I'm not gonna do that. No.
Because they... they haven't had visions,
you know, they wouldn't understand.
Besides, it's like my... my secret mommy power.
And so I can give that "don't you think about doing that" look
before they think about doing it.
Man, I wish you gave me that look before I married garret.
I did give you that look.
Your mama gave you that look,
Levi gave you that look.
What? Levi wasn't even born yet!
But if he was, he'd have given you that look.
I'm telling you, Levi.
The day I mastered the slam dunk, was one of the best of my life.
- You can dunk? - He can.
He gets right under the rim, plants his feet,
and dad lifts him up so he can drop the ball right through the hoop.
It's adorable.
Yo, what up, kids? What up kid-lite?
- Hey, Tess. - What's up?
Why do you keep calling me "kid-lite"?
Because you're a kid, and you're light,
and I can't remember your name.
Tess, you've seen me dunk, right?
Yeah. Donuts.
Sorry you had to hear that, Levi.
I know it's hard when people question the awesomeness of your heroes.
Okay.
So I'm gonna get over to the fourth grade hall.
Whoa. What's happening?
Booker?
Booker! Get me out of here!
- Booker? - Levi!
Your butt's okay.
For my first time wearing skinny jeans,
I was hoping for better than "okay."
No, no. You were stuck in a giant trumpet.
It was like it happened, but it didn't.
Levi!
Help! Booker! Get me out of here!
That's what I saw.
Levi!
I saw the future!
I pee when I feel trapped!
Never mind.
Nia!
I need to talk to you.
Something happened and I'm freaking out.
What?! Are you okay?!
I saw the future. I think I'm psychic!
Ow!
Booker, you scared me!
I thought something was actually wrong with you.
I'm serious. It really happened.
Booker, that's impossible. Psychics aren't real.
Nia...
There's something I need to tell you.
I believe in psychics.
Continue.
It's just another one of his stories!
Like the push-ups, and the dunking.
And that time you said Bruno Mars stole your dance move.
No, actually, I said Bruno stole it from Timberlake
who stole it from me.
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