[LAUGHTER] The place looks great. Thank you. Mm. I need to check the food. For you. So– how’s it going, partner? Lower your damn
voice, and stop grinning like a Cheshire cat. [SIGH] Hi, Carly. Come here, baby. Hey, Daddy. – Is everything OK, young lady?
– Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for asking. I just need some fresh air. Here less than a minute,
and my family members already fleeing from your presence. We’re not all
members of your family. Hey, baby. Hey, baby. Look here. [LAUGHTER] Promise? Whoa. Not getting cold feet, are you? Didn’t think I
would, but, uh– I’m sweating worse
than a crooked preacher on Judgment Day. [LAUGHTER] And you’re sure
they said tomorrow morning is the final deadline?
– Excuse me for a second, Dad. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
– Thank you. Yes, ma’am. Thank you, thank
you, thank you. I know what you’re going to say,
but it simply can’t be helped. We’re not going
to do this here. Not tonight. It can’t wait. Peter’s investors are
demanding that the deal be finalized immediately. Not now. Under no circumstances. It was a tough sell for
them in the first place. I need to follow through
while they’re still on board. Our father is about to
propose, for Christ’s sake. Oh, isn’t that cute? Love still blooms in
the American ghetto. All right, do your wheeling
and dealing another time, please. Evan, what do you
expect me to do? Wait for the offer to expire? It would be Thelma’s
last dinner. Literally. I swear, Steph, if you
make this into a spectacle– If there’s one thing Stephanie
Lancaster knows how to do, it’s be low key. Rondell? Can I– Can I speak
with you in private? Can it wait? I am trying to host
a dinner party. There you go, baby. I’m afraid not. [SIGH] You all right? Yeah. Uh, Luelene, uh– I know there’s been a lot of
talk about family tonight, but you won’t have to live with
my late wife’s ghost forever. To tell you the
truth, I’ve been a little worried about that. It’s hard to compete
with a dead woman. Oh, no, no, no. You ain’t gotta
compete with nobody. See, it’s like this– Luelene– I told you, I ain’t
signing nothing tonight! Rondell, there’s a lot
of money on the table. For God’s sake, just
sign the damn contract! – No.
– What money? What contract? [CLEARING THROAT] I’m so happy that we are
all here to commemorate this auspicious occasion. Stephanie, don’t. This is a night of
wonderful new beginnings. Thelma’s Place will be better
than ever now that Rondell and Senior have
agreed to make it the mainstay of the English
Rose development project. Is this true? Everybody will
be taken care of. I promise. Greg Peters has been
throwing us money for months, and we turned him
down because you made us believe that
all of us united could save this neighborhood. We supported you, Rondell. That’s right. Thelma would be ashamed. Oh, come on. You knew about this, and you
didn’t talk to me about it? What’s going to
happen to my daycare? I thought I meant more to you. Luelene, wait. Wait! Luelene! Rondell– Don’t do this! I need the contract signed. You make me sick! You couldn’t wait just
one more night, could you? Sign the contract,
and you will have many more nights here. That is enough, Stephanie. We will deal with the
contract situation tomorrow. None of you seem to
comprehend what’s at stake. Baby, please.
Please– No, no, no, no.
Don’t baby me. – I can explain!
– Don’t– don’t baby me. I know all too well
about Lancaster selling out this community.