01x07 - Boy Bye

[bunniefuu]

- I went to her this morning.
- You went to see Karen?

Previously on "sistas"...

I asked her to give US 6 months.

I don't want to lose you.

Will you sign the damn papers?

I love you.

Fawn, sign the damn papers now!

What's got into you?

Have anything to do
with them red panties?

I got so turned off
when I saw them.

- Karen.
- What about her?

I need to be sure
that we're done here.

They're divorced.

As of tomorrow,
he is a free man.

After Zac, I don't got
no time for that, ok?

I don't know how to go slow.

I don't know how to pace
myself or play games.

- Forgive me.
- But...

What the hell?

What?

You just kissed me.

I didn't see you resisting.

Neither did I.

- Who's that?
- Nobody.

Wow. Really?

- That's what I said.
- That's what you say?

Yo, I'm sorry.
I'm Aaron.

You move on that quick?

Yeah, now be gone.

Got it.

I know you ain't got
no damn attitude with me.

You know, I'm crazy as hell
to come back here for you.

Well...

I'm out. I'm so damn stupid.

What's your name again, man?

None of your damn business.

You see that?
You see that, right?

That's what you... you see how
she talks to me?

She makes me feel
like I'm nothin'!

And no, my stupid a*s
is back here

always tryin' to get back...

Tryin' to what?

Exactly. Exactly.

Your a*s is here 'cause of what?

Hmm?

She put you out?

No, she didn't.

Then go ahead
and be with that h*.

Fine. I'm out.

Good. Be that.
Be out.

Fine. Tsk!

Broke a*s ain't even got a car.

That's 'cause
I like to exercise.

No, it's 'cause
your credit is shot,

and I been supporting you
this whole damn time, Zac!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Still talking.

- Go!
- You know, yo,

look at his face.
Look at his face.

Look at my man.
He's gonna be gone, too.

You know what, get your a*s
from around here.

Yo, you know why
he's gonna be gone?

Every time you get a man,

you want to take
his ba*ls from him.

Every time!

I ain't never had a man
when I was with you,

so how would you know?

Hmm?

I'm crazy as hell
to come back again.

Boy, bye.

I hope you get a flat, too.

♪ When my girls
hold me down ♪

♪ When my girls
♪ them boys mess around ♪

♪ My love life is erratic ♪

♪ We goin' out tonight ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm lookin'
for love ♪

Don't worry
about him. He's...

Yo, what's up with the...

Don't. Just
shut up and come inside.

Come on, just...
- What?

Shut up and come in.

You not coming?

Don't tell me to shut up,
all right?

I'm not some damn dog.

Fine, fine.

And don't call me until you know
how to speak to a man.

What did you just say?

Yo, I don't know
what that was right there,

but I'm not that dude.

Ok? I will never
be that dude.

Oh, well, thank god.

No, hold on.

I won't be that dude
in any life.

So to think that you
would treat me

the way you just treated him...

What the hell you talkin' about?

That right there... that "what the
hell?" And "shut up."

Nah, sista, like,
I ain't the one, ok?

That don't work for me.

Wait, what?

Be careful.

I don't understand
what you're talking about.

I don't know what
the hell you talkin' about.

See... just be careful.

'Cause I don't care
how upset you get with him.

Do not put his stuff on me.

I didn't do that.

Oh, shut up.

Who the hell you telling
to shut up?

You... with your
broke a*s!

Look, you came over here.
I didn't invite you over, ok?

Are you upset?
You angry?

'Cause I'm using
your words to talk to you

like you just talked to him.

Ok.

So, how did it
make you feel, huh?

Small? Reductive?

You know what...

You don't get this.

I'm not talkin' about
gettin' it.

I'm talkin' about
gettin' this feeling.

I'm talkin' how someone
so beautiful

can let words fall
out of her mouth

to tear somebody down
rather than lift him up.

He cheated on me.

So what?

So what?

My wife cheated on me.

I still choose my words
not to destroy her.

Oh, well, hooray!

You better than me.

It's not about being better.

Karen, it is about being aware.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry
I bombarded you.

All right, I'm sorry
I kissed you.

I'm sorry your
boyfriend walked up.

He's not my boyfriend.

Go on and lie to yourself.

He's not.
I moved on. I'm done.

Look, there is
too much passion there

for you to be done.

You are too upset, and you're...

Look, I know that space.

You're too raw
for me to touch you.

It really has been
nice to meet you,

and... I wish you the best.

I don't give a damn.

He really pissed you off,
didn't he?

Mama, what you doing here?

Mama: Well, didn't you see
my bike out there?

I came to get my rubber stuff

that you seem to completely
forget to bring back to me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Mama: What was that all about?

Uh, how much did you hear?

Well, that window
was open, so...

Look, it's none of my business.

Zac just got pissed, that's all.

So you're cheating on him.

No!

Mama: Oh, so you weren't
getting even

with the cute accountant?

He's not an accountant.

Mama: Well, dump him.

Why?

Well, I slept with him.

- Mama...
- Ha! Look...

No. I'm kidding.

I don't even know who he is.

Mama: But he sure is cute.
Where did you meet him?

The supermarket.

Is he married?

No.

You sure he's not married?

He sure smells married.

What does that mean, mama?

Mama: Baby, you know, I can
spot them from a mile away,

just like that Gary man
that Andrea is seeing.

Ok, but if she calls you,
you don't know that, mama.

Mama: No, no,
I got it, I got it.

But is he?

He's getting a divorce.

Mama, don't give me
that look, ok?

Andi's taking care of it.

So you moved on from Zac?

Yes.

But Zac walked up and saw you
with the cute accountant?

He's not an accountant.

Ok, then, what does he do?

I don't know, actually.

Well, whatever he does,
it's sterile.

What does that mean?

It means your mama knows best.

Ok, well, I would agree,
but I have no idea

what you're talking about.

You been smoking tonight, mama?

- No.
- Be honest.

No, no, no, no, no,
'cause I'm on the Harley.

Oh, ok.

Mama: But I do have
a big, fat blunt waiting for me

when I get back home.

- Mama!
- What?

Tell me.

What you want me to tell you?

You think I'm moving too fast?

Oh, baby, that's a decision
you have to make.

He cheated on me, mama.

Ok.

Don't just say ok.

Oh, babe, look, every time
a man breaks your heart,

don't think that your heart's
gonna stop beating

just because he's not
in your life anymore.

I'm supposed to just
let him walk all over me?

- No.
- You never did that.

No, no, I didn't.

And I thought there
were some men

that wanted to walk all over me,

but in truth, they loved me

and they just needed
to figure out their own sh*t.

Your daddy was one of them.

Mama: Look, men don't
mature like we do.

They... they're slow.

It's kind of like pregnancy.

When they've matured
and they're ready,

they'll arrive...
At least most of them will.

So I'm supposed to just
let him sleep

with whoever he wants
till he figures it out?

No. You're supposed to do
what you think is best for you.

I hate when you say that, mama.

Mama: Oh, I hate when you

don't bring my rubber sh*t
back in time.

I was kidding.

I love you.

Wait. But, mama,
what am I supposed to do?

All right, well, first,
I would apologize

to the cute accountant.

- You know calling is right.
- I'm not calling him, mama!

Mama: Ok, fine.
I knew you'd say that, so...

I'm done with advice.
I'm going camping with Jose.

Who's Jose?

Just somebody I'm doing.

Look, I left his information
right there

in case I disappear.

Don't say that, mama.

Where did you meet him?

Coachella
when beyonce was there.

Where was I?

Oh, you think I would
take you to Coachella?

With me?
- Mom...

Mama: On the back
of my bike?

I care for you
too much for that.

All right, I'm outta here.

But, mama,
what am I supposed to do?

Tell the girls I said hi.

Mama.

- Mom!
- Bye.

Mom!

You can't just
drop in like that...

Mama: Oh, yeah, I can.

With no advice.
Love you, too!

Mama: Love you!

Jose?

Aah!

Danni, shouting: What the hell's
wrong with you?

Ooh! Ooh,
I am so sorry.

I did not know you were home.

Danni, talking softly: You be
comin' in this house,

slammin' the damn doors.

The damn landlord
lives downstairs.

Zac, whispering:
I'm sorry.

Danni, whispering: Old b*tch
can hear like a bat.

Zac, whispering: I'm sorry.
Why are we whispering?

Danni, whispering:
Because the landlord

lives downstairs, stupid.

Zac, whispering: Ok.

Danni, softly:
What is wrong with you?

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Why do I listen to you?

I'm smart and I'm cute.

Oh, this damn girl.

What? What happened?

I went to her house.

Karen?

No, bozo the clown.

Of course
I'm talking about Karen.

Well, don't be getting smart.

It ain't like you wasn't
messing with that thot.

Can you just listen?

I went over there
to talk to her.

I show up, and she's on the
street kissing some mex dude.

What?

Wait a minute.
You knew.

Knew what?

That she was seeing somebody.

No, I didn't!

I get it.
Y'all playin' me.

Boy, will you stop
being so paranoid?

Is the biggest pothead
in Atlanta

telling me to stop
being so paranoid?

That's cute. Why don't you just
tell me what happened?

I just told you.

Well, who's the guy?

Some ...Named Aaron.

Ok, what's he look like?

Like ...Damn Aaron. Hell!

Well, I didn't know
anything about it.

Sure.

I didn't!

She holds out on me,
her and Andi.

You know what...
I don't even care.

Yo, like, fine. If she
want to be with him,

she could be with him.

I mean, you really didn't think

she still wanted to be
with you, did you?

I don't know what I thought.

I'm confused, though.

You know what I want, though.

You got any more?

- What?
- What you gave me last night.

Come on, danni.

Stop lying.

- I don't.
- Come on, danni!

No, you smoke that kind of weed,
you be trippin'.

I get it.
Just one toke. Please!

No!

I get it. I get it.

You scared I'm gonna
start talkin' sh*t right...

I'm not scared of sh*t.
You can do what you want.

I'm goin' out to Freddy d's.

- With who?
- The girls.

She bringin' him?

You really need
to relax. It's not cute.

So, give me some, then.

I wish you'd mix
something else, but...

Here. Fine.

Don't take too many hits.

I got this.

'Cause that hybrid is...

I got this!

I know she's bringing him.

Zac!

I gotta go to the bathroom.

Ah, give me the pen,
give me the pen,

give me the pen,
give me the pen.

- Use your other one.
- Don't play with me.

- You look nice.
- I know,

but still I need my pen!

Come on, man.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know
there was anyone here.

I was just about to leave.

- Oh, I'll come back.
- No, come on.

Irene: Are you sure?

Yes.

I would have thought
a pretty young thing like you

would be at home
with her husband.

I'm not married.

I see.

You said "I see."

Now, what do you see?

Oh, darling, don't mind me.

I'm just an old lady
here to clean the office.

I am sure you're more than that.

Everyone has a story.

Yes, we do.

What's yours?

You're working. You don't want
to hear about me.

No, I do.

Irene: Well...

I'm an educator.

You are?

Does that surprise you?

I just expected...

Irene: I retired
a long time ago,

and I don't like sitting around.

So I started this cleaning
service with my son.

- With your son.
- Mm-hmm, yeah.

You should meet him.

- Oh, no.
- He's a handsome thing.

He's having a hard time
finding women,

which would be pretty easy
in a city like this

where the women
outnumber the men.

You would think so, right?

Are you seeing anyone?

Yes, I am.

Ah, well, that's too bad.

His loss.

You're a pretty girl
and a good person.

How do you know that?

Your trash.

I'm sorry.
I don't understand.

You can tell a lot
about a person

with what's in their trash can.

Not that I go looking
in people's trash,

but some of the folks around
here are disgusting!

But you, you take care.

You put things
in the can, you recycle,

you don't chew gum, and if
something is bad or rotten,

you double-bag it.

You're a good girl.
Your mama raised you right.

She would be glad to hear that.

Oh, look, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna let you
get back to work.

Um... thank you for that.

For what?

For reminding me of who I am.

Oh, baby,
didn't take me to do that.

There's a mirror right there.

Thank you.

Sure.

Zac, I'm not playing.
Give me my pen!

Zac, shouting: Huh?

Hello?

I have to use the bathroom!

I'm using it!

Give me my...

I can't hear you!

- You know what...
- It's too loud!

Damn!

Give me my hat
before you get it wet.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Watch that knife.

I ought to cut your fingers off.

Don't play like that, please.

Give me my pen.

You want the pen,
you want the hat.

Is there anything else
I can help you with?

Well, you're naked already.

You know what this looks like?
An old married couple, right?

No, no, we don't. No.

No, actually, we do.

"Give me this, give me that.

Give me this,
give me that."

This is my house.

Ok, Karen.

No, my name is danni.

Your name is Karen, doing
the same thing she did to me,

always telling me what's hers.

"What did you buy?
What did you buy?

What did you buy?"

If you bought something, maybe
she wouldn't have to say that.

Whoa.

I can't feel my face.

Yeah.
You're an idiot.

You smoked too much.

I need some more.

Give me my pen, man.

You ain't givin' me nothing.

Karen sure as hell
ain't givin' me nothin',

'cause she giving it to old boy.

I know you're not
sittin' there jealous.

No, look at me. I got
a cowboy hat on takin' a bath.

Well, you better not be,
because you're the one

that screwed that up.

Oh, my gosh!

Karen reminded me that
every day.

What you gonna do now, too,
you gonna remind me, too?

No, honestly, Zac,
I don't wanna hear this, ok?

So just give me my stuff.

Why you don't want to hear?
You jealous?

Of... of what?

Of me talking about Karen?

Yeah, that is my friend.

Is it, though?

What that mean, hmm?

I'm just saying.

The way she talk about you,
I wouldn't know the difference.

Like what?

Snitches get stitches.

Who's holding the knife,
'cause I could just, you know...

Ok, but only 'cause
you have a knife.

Good.
You smart man.

She be talking about how
you out of all the friends

are the only one that didn't
use your degree.

Then she be talking about how
out of all the friends,

you be talking about
how you on a diet,

but you eat everything you see.

That's true.

She be talking about how
you can't keep a man...

Mmm...

And she be talking about how
you so ratchet

that the other girls don't be
want to take you nowhere.

Which girls?

I don't know.
I don't know.

No, no, no.
What else she say, Zac?

This ain't me talking.
This is the weed.

I'm sorry to bother you.

It's ok.

Irene: But there's a man
out front,

says he needs to see you,

but I won't let him back here.

- What?
- Yes.

Ok. I'll be back.

You shouldn't be here.

It's late. I figured
nobody would be here.

And what if one of the partners
were here? Hmm?

Well, you should have
returned my calls.

Gary, this is a bad idea.

Just tell me
when you're coming home.

I'm going out
with the girls tonight.

I can go to a hotel
if I'm invading your space.

You act as if she
hasn't hired some p.I.

That's tracking your every move.

You should not have
come here, Gary!

Well, just tell her that I'm
looking for a divorce attorney.

Gary, do you hear yourself?
Are you listening?

Will you come home?

I'll come home when I'm done.

Then we'll talk?

Yeah.

I love you.

No!

Cameras.

Ok.

- I'm on my way.
- Where are you?

I just got wrapped up at work.
I'm on my way, I promise.

Don't have me
sitting here by myself.

I don't know where danni is.

She's not even
answering her phone.

I am on my way.

Hmm. Ok. Hurry up.
Girl, just hurry up!

Ok.

And what is that noise?

I don't know.
The cleaning crew?

I don't know.

They've been vacuuming the same
spot for a while.

Ok, whatever.
Will you come on?

I'm on my way. Bye.

Man: ♪ I just
want a chance... ♪

Man: Hey there!

Why you sittin' here
by yourself?

Um... hi.

I'm not. My boyfriend
is at work.

He's a damn fool to leave
something fine as you

sitting here by yourself.

I'm waiting for my boyfriend,
actually.

He's a police officer.

So, you know, he investigates
criminals, drug dealers,

you know, and murderers.

Man: Yeah, yeah, I get it.
You funny, you funny.

Am I?

Man: Yeah.
I'm blackman.

And I'm a black woman.

Blackman: Ha ha ha!

Now, that's funny.
That's hilarious right there.

I'm sorry.
Would you excuse me,

'cause he's kind of
the jealous type.

Oh, you want me to leave?

Just for your safety.

Blackman: Oh, ok, well,
here's my card.

I'm a singer.

A singer?

Yeah, R&B, blues,

and I'm a trainer.

They call me
the singing trainer.

So, call me.

I'll sing you sexier.

Blackman:
♪ do the squats, baby ♪

Man, rapping: ♪...
I ain't in my right mind ♪

♪ Where the youngest try to get
up in your pipeline ♪

♪ You don't know what you're
doin', but you're quite fine ♪

♪ Drop that,
eeny, meeny, miney, mo ♪

♪ ... was come and go ♪

Danni, on recording:
Hi, you've reached danni.

Leave me a voicemail
or send me a text.

Danni, where the hell are you?

You need to hurry up.

Y'all leaving me here
on freaky Friday by myself.

That's not cool.

Hurry up!

Hey, girl, look,
I'm on my way right now. Ok?

Can you guys hurry up?

Why would you leave me
here alone?

I know, I know. I'm just
trying to get there. Ok?

I get hit on
by one more gold tooth...

Wait, I'm sorry, but where is
Andi and danni?

Danni is not answering
her phone,

and Andi's still at work.

Ok, well, look, I'm on my way
right now. Ok?

What the hell?

Look, I know. I'm coming
right now. You hear my keys?

Ok.

I promise you. Just stop
talking to him.

Yeah, I look cute, girl.
Yeah, I do.

Hurry up!

All right, I'ma see you soon.

I'm gonna be right there, ok?

- What the hell?
- What's going on?

Hey, what you doing around here?

Hello.

No. You need to leave.

How the hell did you know
where I live?

I knew he was coming over here.

Lady...

- Please.
- I don't want him, ok?

You need to leave me
the hell alone.

Who is that?

Some crazy-a*s woman.

- What?
- Yeah.

Girl, who is she talking about?

Girl, I'm gonna
see you in a minute, ok?

No, no, no, no, no.
Let me stay on the phone.

I wish this...
Would try something.

As mad as I am,
I'm gonna beat her bloody.

I'm not here to harm you.

Harm you?
Is that a white woman?

Girl, you know it.

We're divorced.
I signed the papers.

Well, good for you.

I expect you already
knew that, huh?

Ok, move from in front
of my car, ok? I gotta go.

Excuse me. She's
in front of your car?

Yes, ok, yeah.

I just want to talk.

- Look, I'm...
- Karen, be careful.

Move!

Look, I can give you money.

I'm not seeing him, ok?

- I saw him here.
- Ok, I need you to...

I saw him kiss you.

Get out from in front
of the car.

I'm gonna get in and hit you.

Girl...

Go!

What the hell?

She moved.

Girl, I'll see you
in a minute, ok?

Hold on.
Are you sure you're safe?

You know my mama
was in the military. Ok?

She taught me everything I know.

Mmm, that's right.
Miss Lisa did prepare you.

Mm-hmm. All right,
I'm on my way.

Hurry up.

All right.

- Hi.
- Hey.

You calmed down?

- Yes, I have.
- Great.

And did you think
about what I said

about how you speak to people?

Oh, yes. Yes, sir, I have.

- Sir?
- Mm-hmm.

But I just have one question.

Ok.

I'm gonna make it quick 'cause
my girls is waitin' for me.

Ok. Yeah,
what is it?

Could you please just
kindly tell

that crazy-a*s,
b*tch-a*s wife of yours

that if she ever shows up at my
job or my house again,

I'ma beat the b*tch down?

Mother...

Miss Irene?

Hey, miss Irene?

Tired. Ha!

Miss... miss Irene?

Miss...

Oh, god.
Miss Irene!

Get up.

Hello? Hello?

I need an ambulance!

I need an ambulance
at 123 peachtree road.

Yes, she works here.

Miss Irene, come on, get up.

Get up.

She's not breathing.
I need you here now!

I don't know how to do that!

I don't know how to do that!

Could you tell me, please?

Miss Irene, please.
Get up.

Could you come now, please?

Uh-huh!
It's about time.

Mmm, yeah, that's what I say.

Leaving me here alone
with these assholes.

Assholes. Hmm.

I need a drink.

- What you want?
- Peach vodka.

Did you bring some?

No.

Well, girl, you know

it's like 10 times more
expensive in here.

- I got it.
- Are you sure?

Are you sure you didn't
bring some with you?

We can just get some
on the way home.

I said I got it.

Thanks.

Mmm, 'k...

Are you all right?

Let me ask you something.

What you think of me?

What do you mean?

I mean just what I said.

What's going on?

Just help me out.
What you think of me?

Well, I think you're
cool as sh*t.

I love you,
and you're hella fun.

Think I'm a freeloader?

Hmm?

Answer me.

I mean, girl, you can be
a little heavyhanded

when it comes to
somebody else's bill.

Ok.

Danni, is something
bothering you?

What time the other...
Getting here?

They're on their way.

What's wrong with you?

Nothin'.

Ok, but there's clearly
something going on.

So...
They talk about me?

Who?

Karen and Andi.

No.

You lyin'.
They talk about me,

and I know it.

Danni, what the hell
is going on?

Man: Hey! So, me and my friends
saw you...

Buy me a drink.

I was actually talking to...

Well, if you want to
get to know her,

you got to get to know me.
Come on.

Danni.

Hello?

Girl, you will not
believe this sh*t.

They keep coming out
like vampires

at my job and my house.

Paging Dr. Sams to
radiology.

Dr. Sams to radiology.

Girl, where you at?

I'm at the hospital.

What? Why?
What happened?

Oh, no, it's not for me.

It's a woman
who works at my job.

She passed out.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

They revived her, but she
insisted that I call her son

and ride with her
to the hospital, so...

Are you with the girls?

No, not yet.

Oh. Well, can you come
and pick me up?

I'm at wilmont.

Yes, of course.
I'm on my way.

Ok.

You ok?

Yeah, I'm fine.
It was just scary.

I'm on my way now, all right?

Ok, thanks.

Yeah, bye.

Hi. I'm here to see
my grandmother.

- Her name?
- Irene Johnson.

Irene Johnson...

Right this way.

Man: Ohh!

Oh, how are you?

She wants to see you.

- Me?
- Andi?

Yes. Right this way.

Irene: There she is.
My hero.

Man: Thank you.

You don't have to thank me.

Irene: No, no.
She helped me.

- I was just...
- Saved my life.

Man: Thank you.
My grandmother is ill,

and she just refuses
to stop working.

Irene: Well, if I stop,
you may as well Bury me.

- Don't talk like that.
- I'm serious.

Now, listen...

That nice young lady
needs to get home to no one.

- Can you take her home?
- Ma!

Irene: I'm all right, now.
Go on, take her home.

She came in the ambulance
with me.

Now take her home,
and then come back and get me.

I'll be ready to go home then.

- Ma?
- Mm-hmm?

Did you fake this?

What?

Doctor, did my grandmother
fake this?

Doctor: No, this one
was real.

We're gonna give her
some oxygen.

Miss Irene,
I actually have a ride, so...

Irene: Yes, and he's
gonna take you.

Now, go on.
Go. Get out. Go.

But my friend
is coming. She's...

It's pointless to argue
with my grandmother.

Ok.

Come on, I'll take you.

All right.
I'll see... I'm sorry.

Irene: Take your time.
Take your time.

I'll see you soon, miss Irene?

Irene: Bet that tight little a*s
of yours, you will. Ha ha!

Ha! Ok.

Man: And I'm so sorry.

It's fine.

- She is something else.
- Yes, she is.

Your grandmother, huh?

Yeah, but she tells everyone
she's my mama.

Oh! Well, my girlfriend
is actually coming...

How far you got to go?

Downtown.

Then let me take you.

I still have to stop by the
office and get my bag and...

Well, come on.
I'll take you.

Please?

Ha! Ok.

Even though my grandmother
didn't fake it,

I assure you, she's milking it.

I'm Paris, by the way.

Andrea, but everyone
calls me Andi.

Andi.

Let me call my friend.

I'll run and say good-bye to her
while you do that.

Ok.

Hello?

Hey, girl.
Um, I have a ride.

- You sure?
- Yep.

I'm just gonna
run home and shower,

and then I'll meet
you guys later. Ok?

Oh, can you take me home?

- Ok.
- Perfect.

Man, rapping: ♪ so what,
so what, you got it ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Let me see
what I can do ♪

♪ Put it down,
give it all to me... ♪

Whassup, girl?

Man: ♪ so what, so what?
You got it, got it ♪

Hey, it's about... Time?

Andi's at the hospital.

Is she ok?

Yes.

Somebody at the firm
she was helping.

She's on her way.

Where's danni?

I don't know. She over there
mad about something.

About what?

Hell if I know, girl.

Oh. Well,
I'm sure she'll tell US.

- She always does.
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, by the way,

who was that woman on the phone?

The wife of the man
that I met at the supermarket.

What guy?
Supermarket?

Look, you don't need
to know about it.

All you need to know is that
they both bat-sh*t crazy,

showing up at my job
and my house!

What?

I wish she would.

That's super scary.

- Uh-uh.
- I wish she would!

All right, why?

They divorced.

Andi did the divorce.

And she's over here
begging me to leave him alone

so she could be with him.

I mean, it's just...

It's crazy. Ok?

And another thing,
he went off on me

for going off on Zac,

like he's my daddy or something.

I need a drink.
Please, can I...

Waitress!

- Hi.
- Yes, ma'am.

Martini, please.
Thank you.

Man: ♪ ...You just want
a loaner ♪

♪ And, girl, I promise
nobody gotta know her ♪

Did she just give me the finger?

Man: ♪ baby, baby, baby ♪

Girl, she need to stop
smokin' that weed.

I don't know what it is.

Well, whatever.
I'm hungry.

Paris: Thank you, again.

Thanks for the ride.

I was scared to death.

She seems like a strong woman.

She mentioned you to me.

What?

Yeah.

Oh, that's strange.
I just met her tonight.

Well, she seems to know you.

Oh. Yeah,
she told me.

She knows a lot about me.

- From your trash?
- Well, yeah. Ha ha!

Damn, I told her
not to say that.

It's so weird.

I get what she means now.

She was right, though.

What?

You are beautiful.

Thank you.

I mean, for a cross-eyed girl.

What?

- Ha! I'm just joking.
- Oh.

Cross-eyed women
are beautiful, though.

Yes, I do love
political correctness.

They are!

Now, your eyes are beautiful.

What color are they?

Hazel.

You noticed?

And in a certain light,
they look green.

Am I right?

Yeah.

And that dress,
it brings out the green.

Right again.

Well... what color
are my eyes?

Brown?

Well, that's easy.
I'm black.

Yeah, but so am I.

Wow. What a smile.

What?

Look, my grandmother,

she's always trying
to hook me up.

But she usually comes with
those chicks from church.

Well, you know, I go to church,

and there are a ton of
beautiful women in church.

Yeah, but the church chicks
she brings

ain't the beautiful ones.

You have to look at
their heart, Paris.

Ahem. I try to, but they're all
covered in clothes.

Hey, hey, don't do that.
Ha ha ha!

I'm just saying,
they're all covered up.

I think god created a woman
to be looked at and admired...

Like you.

So why do you need your
grandmother to set you up?

It's a long story.

Well, tell me.

Well... looks like
we're here.

Right.

Um... thank you for taking
care of my grandmother.

Of course.

She's all I got.

Uh, I feel like I need to...

I'm gonna go.

Need to hug you,

like, you... I have to.

- Is it ok?
- Oh, ok.

- Come here.
- Yes, of course.

It's gonna be ok.

Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Get... get home safe.

Man: Next on "sistas"...

Does he have your number?
- No.

- Do you have his?
- What are you doing?

You're a lawyer. I know I have
to ask the right questions.

Well, these questions
are pissing me off.

Are y'all talkin' to Zac?

He's living with me.

That boy loved you,

but you made him feel like
he couldn't do nothing right.

And now you mad at the world.

- No. I'm leaving.
- The truth hurts.

Gary left his wife.

I think I'm gonna tell him
to leave.

Better be sure
that's what you want.

Ohh...

What?