[soft electronic music]
♪ ♪
- [snoring]
♪ ♪
- [snoring]
[yawns]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- [sighs heavily]
♪ ♪
[cat meowing]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
- Are you just wasting your life away,
sitting on the couch, living in the past,
and wondering what if?
- Okay, I'm tripping, but, yeah, I am.
- Well, this ad was made for you,
only you, Angela, and this is your moment.
- Yeah, it is. To do what exactly?
- To start doing what you've always wanted,
to start living with Euthora.
Euthora is made for women
with dreams, hopes, ambitions...
- Well, come through, Euthora.
- And urinary tract infections.
- Side effects may include dizziness, asthma,
tennis elbow, rickets, diarrhea, blindness, vomiting,
ulcers, hair loss, bone loss, organ failure,
internal bleeding, mild death.
- Internal bleeding?
I'ma call.
[bell ringing] [vocalizing]
[soft electronic music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ I'm taking my freedom ♪
♪ Pulling it off the shelf ♪
♪ Putting it on my chain ♪
♪ Wearing it around my neck ♪
♪ I'm taking ♪
- Bienvenue, Angela.
- ♪ Putting it in my car ♪
♪ Wherever I choose to go, it will take me far ♪
♪ I'm living my life like it's golden ♪
♪ Living my life like it's golden ♪
♪ Living my life like it's golden, golden ♪
♪ Living my life like it's golden ♪
♪ Living my life like it's golden, golden ♪
♪ I'm taking my own freedom ♪
♪ Putting it in my song ♪
- [strained] Yes! [grunts]
- ♪ Singing loud and strong ♪
♪ Grooving all day long ♪
♪ I'm taking my-- ♪
[cup breaking]
[phone buzzing]
- ♪ Yeah, no one going hard as me, man ♪
♪ Yeah, no one really do like me, man ♪
♪ Yeah, no one going hard as me, man ♪
- [sighs]
- ♪ Yeah, I'll be grinding 'til my last breath ♪
- What's good, Star? - Hey!
Did I actually get
the hardest-working producer in the business
on the line? - Don't start.
- Stop wasting my time calling you
because you already sent me the beats
like you said you would?
[scoffing] Here they are.
- Yo, chill, man.
- Shh. Be quiet, boy.
I'm trying to hear these beats.
Hey, this is straight fire.
Let's hear the second track.
It's called "Excuses."
Oh, shoot now.
This go hard.
Wait a minute. Hold on, last track.
This one right here is called
"Stephen's Bank Account."
Oh, wait. Ain't nothing in this one.
Well, maybe because I gave you the plug with Lil Unk,
and now I gotta hustle double 'cause you ain't come through.
- I'm sorry about that. - We're making trap beats
for trap artists. It don't get no simpler.
I need beats.
I done told Little Durk you'd have something today.
- You know, a perfectionist needs more time than that.
- That's the wrong P word, my guy.
Try procrastinator.
- You just don't understand.
It takes time to make a hit.
- You gonna get hit with an eviction notice
if you don't start producing some records.
- [sighs heavily]
- What's a procrastinator?
Is it bad?
- No. It just means you're an artist
and you take your time to make things perfect.
- Okay.
For a second,
I thought it meant lazy.
Well, I guess I'm a procrastinator, too, then.
- Yeah.
We come from a long line
of procrastinators.
- Cool.
So you're sure it doesn't mean lazy?
- Didn't your mom ask you to clean your room today?
- I'll clean it later.
I got a lot of procrastinating to do.
- [sighs heavily]
[clanging]
Angela, you good?
- Oui, oui.
[trap music playing]
♪ ♪
[cat groans]
♪ ♪
- Come on. Get your head in the game.
You got this.
- Who asked you?
[cat groans]
- I took some creative liberties
and iced out my polar bear.
Zuri, are you listening?
- That's cool.
- Here are my handouts.
- I wrote us a song about global warming
with a little help from my nanny, of course.
Zuri? - Uh-huh.
- Come on, Zuri.
Show us the diorama.
- Can't. I haven't started it.
- You haven't started it because...
- I woke up this morning planning
to have it ready for this call,
but I've decided to procrastinate instead.
- But Zuri-- - Don't worry.
It'll be legendary.
- But will legendary be ready
for our group presentation tomorrow?
Ms. Anderson's cool, but she don't play.
We don't turn it in--
- Hey, you can't rush procrastination.
No, I'll see you tomorrow.
[mid-tempo accordion music]
- Dad!
- Hey!
What's wrong?
- [French accent] Bonjour. Welcome to Paris!
You have now entered Chateau Angela,
where I am your waiter, Angela.
Come right this way.
♪ ♪
Anyone care for some caviar?
Maybe some Kirkland Signature baguettes?
- What is this?
- It's a caviar omel-iette.
- Since when can we afford caviar?
- Since I found it in the grocery clearance
by the bathrooms.
They're barely expired.
Oui, oui, mademoiselle, monsieur.
- [sniffs]
[chuckling nervously]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
[gasps]
Mmm. [laughs nervously]
Angela, what is going on?
This is not you.
- I found my list.
My list list.
"Paris vacay, live my best life" list.
- Oh, from when you were-- got it.
Okay. Well, Paris it is.
Not gonna make yourself a plate?
- I can't eat before a performance.
[whistles]
[energetic music]
♪ ♪
- [beatboxing]
♪ ♪
Damn.
When'd you learn to do that footwork?
- This morning.
It was number 67 on my checklist.
- Yeah, yeah. That's tight.
Babe, you deserve some downtime
after your productive-ass morning.
I'ma just jump over here to the lab--
- But my list. I'm checking boxes, babe.
- You gotta really check them all today, though, babe?
- Of course, not, crazy.
Just the first 50.
- Angela, I really have a deadline.
- Just one more, and I need two people for this one.
- And by "people," you mean me? - Of course.
I can't get all sweaty and entangled with just anyone,
you know, connecting on a deep level.
- Oh, I see.
Well, hey, if it's on the list--
- Hello, child in the room.
- [groaning]
Hot yoga, Angela?
Really?
[tranquil music playing]
- Concentrate.
The goal is to melt into your poses.
- How long 'til I melt?
- Okay, deep breath.
Now lift your right foot up.
Link it to your partner's left ankle.
Then press both legs out. - What the--
- [yelling]
- Uh, Zuri, can you come untangle Mommy?
I can't feel the left side of my body.
- Gonna head to the bathroom right quick.
I think my bowels are entangled.
- 5-minute break, or I'ma come find you.
- Ah!
Wait, how did you get here?
- Rocky and I dug a hole that connects to your closet.
- Zuri! What--how--
please tell me that this is
the only tunnel you've built.
- It is.
It isn't.
On the week of January 7, 2018,
Zuri, with the help of Rocky,
developed a chain of tunnels
that make it easy to navigate
throughout the house undetected.
She learned it from watching the 1994 seminal classic
"The Shawshank Redemption."
Maybe you should pay more attention to what your kid
watches on TV, Stephen.
[trap music playing]
♪ ♪
- Yo, I am so done.
- Voice command activated.
- [screams]
Save now. Save now.
Save, save. Save, save, save.
[ringtone]
[sighs heavily]
- How's the beat coming?
- Oh, the beat? Fire.
Fuego.
Is that a limo?
- I hate to break it to you,
but because I finish my beats,
I get invited to the fancy stuff.
Play me something.
- Sorry, Star. I can't hear you.
These beats get my computer hotter than hot yoga.
It's crashing.
Gotta go. Bye.
- Stay tuned after the game for Dwayne Wade's "The Cube."
- Yes.
[phone buzzing]
[tranquil music]
[door opens]
- The audacity!
- Hey, Dad.
- This thermal disrespect ends now.
Now that's better.
If I need to put a lock on this thermostat,
you know I will.
- Grandpa, we weren't done yet.
We had at least an hour left.
- Ahh, your grandpa's spoken, ZuZu.
Respect your elders. - It's okay.
Honestly, hot yoga is like stretching in hell.
- I agree wholeheartedly.
Welp, now that we're done--
- Next up, sip and paint.
- Sip and what?
- Okay. I'm in.
What we sipping on?
- Could I--could I ask you just a question?
Why painting?
- That's like asking "Why hot yoga?"
or "why cut off Zuri's doll head to experience Paris?"
- Exactly. - Remember how we always talked
about sipping and painting, but we put it off?
- Uh, yeah, because I didn't want to do it.
[cat meows]
[stately tango]
♪ ♪
- Go off, Rocky.
- I'm done.
- Same.
♪ ♪
- What?
Never said I couldn't paint.
- Nice, Grandpa, but not better than mine.
- That's weirdly on point, Zuri.
- Angela, you got a lot of deliveries downstairs,
and I'm not bringing up any more boxes.
I just brought this one since it seemed time sensitive,
and I was nosy.
- Perfect timing.
I was just checking off
sip and paint.
[suspenseful music]
- Birds! Best day ever!
- What the hell are we doing with the birds, Angela?
- Same-day delivery is a blessing.
[phone buzzing]
[cat growling]
- So what we got?
Parakeets, parrots, cockatoos?
- Cockatoos?
Angie, what has gotten into you?
- Hey, there's some ice cream in the freezer, Zuri.
You should come with me and get some.
- Say less.
- Okay, enough is enough.
We have to stop playing this game with your mama.
- What game, Dad?
I've been procrastinating all day,
just like you.
- Look, I think we've done
enough procrastinating for one day.
- I agree completely.
But first, ice cream?
- What? We got butter pecan?
No! No more.
We both love your mother, but it's almost 2:00.
We're gonna march out there and tell her
it's time for us to work.
- I remember one day, I was feeling so weak,
but then I saw these doves on TV being trained to dance.
- Like breakdancing?
Or the electric slide?
- I'm thinking Macarena.
That's a more feathery dance.
No, wait--
both: The chicken dance.
- As silly as it sounds, these doves
inspired me to keep going.
They gave me hope when I was sick.
[gloomy music]
- Umm, Dad, don't you got something to say?
- Yeah, Zuri, I was gonna tell you
not to interrupt your mother.
- Sure.
Go ahead, Mom.
- So this may sound a little crazy...
- Crazy as hell? Yes.
I don't wanna see no damn birds.
We got pigeons on the porch.
Let's go, Gigi. - Oh, no.
I carried those birds up these stairs.
I need to see this.
[cat growling]
- I have to say,
it was breathtaking.
I was enamored.
So I thought we could try our hand
at training them today.
- Really? - But today?
Come on, Angela, please.
- Yeah, I found a five-minute tutorial.
Trust me. The doves basically train you.
- If she hears those birds commanding her,
ooh, she's too far gone.
- Yeah. Like your Uncle Don.
- Yep. That turtle ruined his life.
[cat yowling]
- No, no, no! - [spluttering]
[all yelling]
[mid-tempo music]
- Ah! Ah! Shoo!
Let's--get off! - [yelling indistinctly]
♪ ♪
[dove coos menacingly] [cat yowls]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[dove coos menacingly] - [screams]
[mid-tempo music]
[cat yowls]
[glass shatters]
♪ ♪
- [groaning]
♪ ♪
- Well, I can't really say I trained them,
but I did shoo them out the window.
So that counts as a dance, right?
I'ma count it. Check.
And the next half of this list will be a breeze.
- [sighs] Okay,
if this is really what you want to do, then let's go.
Let's go, Angela.
What's next?
No, as a matter of fact,
I'll pick it.
Oh, nice.
Getting a tattoo's on the list. You ready?
- Uh, we can do something else.
Maybe number 43.
Ooh, hotwiring a car.
- Nah, we're not skipping nothing.
If tattoo is on the list, it's gotta get done,
unless you wanna call it a day.
I mean, 'cause I--
- You ain't saying nothing, boy.
[dramatic music]
[tattoo pen buzzing]
♪ ♪
You good, champ?
- Oh, you already know.
Here we go.
- Let's go, then.
♪ ♪
- Stephen! - I know!
I can't believe you let me do that.
This is insane.
You got me out here doing hot yoga,
making doves cry,
and now you let me put a squiggly line on your leg.
I gotta at least make it into a snake or something.
- No, it's kind of fly actually.
Check. - Come on now.
You know I support you.
This is crazy.
[sighs] And I haven't made one damn beat.
- Yeah, but sometimes the hourglass of your life
just straight-up shatters
before the sand even reaches the bottom,
and you're left regretting
all the things you never did.
- Angela, is that Maya Angelou?
- The point is, if I don't do these things now,
I might never get to do them.
- Baby, you still have your whole life ahead of you.
You have time to do all of those things.
- Sorry you didn't finish your beats.
Is Star gonna be mad?
- Always.
[trap music]
♪ ♪
[phone buzzing]
- Yo, work hard, play hard.
Where you going?
- Someplace exclusive.
What's good?
- Wow. That's what's up.
I finished the first beat. It's fire.
I need to know what y'all think before I do the next one.
So should I,
I don't know, send to you and Lil Durk
or just to you first?
- Send it to me. Look, I'ma be honest.
Lil Durk ain't really ask you for no beat,
but one day he might.
And now you got one.
I'm proud of you, bro bro.
- I'ma kill you, Star.
You woke me up at 7:30 in the morning!
- 'Cause you too comfortable.
So I'm gonna do whatever it takes
to keep you uncomfortable.
And you ain't got no time to be sleeping no way.
Sleep is the cousin of death, Stephen.
I gotta go.
Okay, we here.
Let's knock 'em dead.
[shop bell tinkles]
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
- This family puts in the hard work
and shows up 100% always.
Although I should probably only show up at 80%
because, you know, your moms goes in.
- Glue stick.
♪ ♪
Yeah! - Yeah!
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Yeah!
Whoo! [laughs]
That's what I'm talking about.
♪ ♪
- [sighs] Rocky.
- Mommy! - Wow!
Baby!
- Stephen, quick, go get me two other bags.
both: Damn!
- That booty is not a procrastinator.
♪ ♪