04x03 - Who Left the Door Open

[bunniefuu]

You're being sued for custody and child support for Michael.

She's saying that me and Heather are unfit parents.

[Zac]Previously onZatima.

They're all gone, even all the nasty comments.

Yeah, just the way it should be.

I'm just so relieved.

[Dr. Chantis] Cancer's spreading.

Connie, you're gonna need your village.

What you hiding something for?

You're stealing from your own shop?

[Tony]I'm not stealing from the shop, okay?

That's all you need to know.

I'm making things right.

[snoring]

[tranquil music]

-Where you going? -Huh?

I just woke up.

Where you going?

No, just um, I just gotta go to the office real quick.

-The office? What, Zac? -No, stay asleep.

Uh-uh, we got company coming over.

No, no, don't, don't.

Let me help you. Come on and sit up.

What?

Preston called.

There's some stuff we gotta go over with the new deal,

so I gotta go.

Zac, it's Saturday.

I know, baby, but I'm trying to build an empire.

But nothing. We supposed to be spending time together.

I got you, but Rome wasn't built in a day.

You ain't even use it right.

Yes, I did.

Zac, I'm doing this for you and your partners.

You should be here to help.

Babe, I get it, but I gotta go in.

-Whatever, it's bullshit. -Don't do that, don't do that.

Look, look, look, look, just look.

How about you just relax?

I'ma go, and when I come back,

we can do whatever it is you wanna do.

I promise. You don't gotta worry about it.

I mean, Preston's making the main dish anyway.

Just take a nap.

I know, and I'm excited about the gumbo,

but I'm just afraid you gonna get back too late.

I'm not. You need to rest anyway.

Look, you fell asleep third night in a row,

full makeup after work.

Dude, I'm just telling you,

this pregnancy got you sounding like a bear anyway.

-You be snoring like crazy. -First of all, I do not snore.

-Who don't snore? -I don't.

-You don't snore? -No, I do not.

Telling me I snore.

-You don't snore, Fatima? -I do not snore, Zac.

-[snoring from the phone] -Wow.

-Did you really record me? -Yes, I did.

-That is not me. -This is absolutely you.

-It is you, and I recorded you. -Delete that right now.

-Delete it. -No, no.

And the way you've been acting, I might just post it.

Okay.

-Alright. -What?

I got something for your a*s.

-You ain' got nothing on me. -Oh, I don't?

No.

Look at you, drooling all over yourself.

-When did you take that? -Don't worry about it.

Nah. And why you posing next to me?

Be careful! The baby.

You such a liar.

You ain't got to long to keep using that excuse.

-Zac, we got so much to do now. -No, no, no.

Look, look, look. It's a potluck.

Okay.

Let the guests do the heavy lifting.

Worst case scenario, I'll order some food.

No, Zac, I wanted to do this for you and your partners.

Especially after y'all got all the tenants signed.

-And the money rolling in. -Exactly.

We should celebrate.

Just tell Bryce and Preston

don't put no raisins in their food.

You know how they be doin'.

I know Bryce ain't gonna put no raisins in the food,

but I ain't too sure about Preston.

And now that I think about it,

I ain't that excited about that gumbo.

Right.

I love you.

-Mm-mm, go on. -Yeah, just like that?

Fine.

I'll just kiss my other girlfriend.

-Yeah, okay. -And delete that picture.

[laughs] You delete yours.

Never.

I'm definitely not deleting this sh*t.

♪ Love ain't perfect, but we still workin' ♪

♪ Ain't gonna be what we see on TV ♪

♪ But it's damn sure worth it, uh-huh ♪

♪ Love ain't perfect, but we still workin' ♪

♪ Don't gotta be what we see on IG ♪

♪ 'Cause we still worth it, uh-huh ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do ♪

♪ We still workin' ♪

[techno music]

[knocking on door]

-What's up, bud? -How's your Saturday, man?

I'm here looking at you smiling at me.

How do you think my Saturday is?

What do you need, Bryce?

I was just wondering, are we still on for tonight?

Oh, tonight? Yeah, we on for tonight.

[Bryce] Oh, great. -But...

[Bryce] What?

Fatima's not really ready.

Really? Should we reschedule?

Because I have this fantastic bottle of red wine

that I'm gonna bring.

No, she's fine, she got it.

She just needs some time. We'll be good, though.

Oh, okay.

What's with the wine? You got wine?

Yeah. Really expensive.

Nice. So what are you cooking, though?

Because it's a potluck.

-I thought, um... -You thought what?

[Bryce] I thought, uh...

I thought Black people don't really eat everybody's food.

We don't.

Unless we inviting you over for a potluck.

Uh, yeah.

I wasn't really planning on cooking.

That's why I got the wine.

So you are bringing red wine for my pregnant wife to eat?

-Yeah. -[Zac] For her potluck?

Yeah, well, I thought Fatima could...

-She's pregnant. -Yeah, man. I know.

She can't drink wine. She can't eat it either.

No, you're right, man. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

That was so stupid. I just...

Man, I am exhausted.

I was cooking for Angela all morning.

Ha ha. You was cooking for Angela, huh?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We had brunch at her place after I showed her some stuff.

Oh. You showed her some stuff?

-Mm-hmm. -At her place?

[Bryce] Yeah. Yeah.

-You dog. -Oh, no.

Zac, no. I mean...

We didn't do anything like that, you know.

Yeah, but you said you showed her some stuff, though.

Yeah.

Did you at least get to smell it?

No.

No, unfortunately.

[Zac] No?

[Bryce] No.

But you said you showed her some stuff.

Like, what were you doing?

I got her cyber profile completely cleaned up.

The videos are all gone.

You went over there and played Geek Squad?

And then made breakfast like suburban housewives?

-That's what you did? -Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, it was actually quite pleasant.

Oh. She's playing you.

What?

No. No, no.

-I mean, is she? -What else she have you do?

Um, okay, well, the other night, oh, she got scared

and she called me,

and I came over and slept on the couch.

For protection, you know?

Yikes.

-Oh, my gosh. -[Zac] Yeah.

-Oh, no, man. -Yeah, yeah.

-She's playing you, my man. -She's playing me.

-[Zac] Yes. -I don't wanna be played, man.

Okay, wait, what am I supposed to do, Zac?

Um.

Look.

I'm gonna show you how you act, a little bit.

Okay, so, just...

Yep.

You're Angela. I'm you.

Okay?

This is what you gotta do, you gotta look in her eye.

-Say, "Yo, Angela. I'm a man". -[Bryce] Okay.

"I don't do no f*cking sleepovers and housework.

"If you like me, you like me.

Because I got these hoes lined up".

Okay. Okay.

-[Zac] You see what I'm saying? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-I see what you're saying. -Okay.

-Um, Angela? -No, no, from your nuts.

-Say it from your nuts. -Okay, um, hey, Angela.

-I'm a man. I don't do no... -m*therf*cking...

I don't do no m*therf*cking sleep.

Sleepovers in a house, hoe!

No. No. No, no, don't.

No, no.

I didn't say-- Don't call her a hoe.

Uh-huh.

Tell her you got hoes. I got hoes.

-Oh, okay, okay. -[Zac] Yeah.

But wait, but she knows that I don't.

[exhales] Bryce, it don't matter if you don't got hoes.

It's about confidence. It's about confidence.

You know what I'm saying? I got hoes.

-I got hoes. -Confidence. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You know what I'm saying? From your nuts.

From my nuts. Okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-Hey, Angela. -[Zac] You see?

I got hoes.

I got hoes down on all foes.

-Get on these nuts. -Right.

-Get on these nuts. -Yup.

Okay, okay, okay.

No. Stay over there. I'm not Angela.

-Get on these nuts, baby. -I'm Zac.

-Get on these nuts. -Okay.

Preston, get these nuts.

-I'm gonna pass on that. -[Bryce] Sorry. Sorry, man.

That was unprofessional.

Zac was just showing me some stuff.

No, no. Zac's not showing him nothing.

I'm working on work. I'm trying to sell properties.

I don't know what he's selling.

If I need to come back, just tell me.

[Zac] Nope.

-Let's get to the properties. -I appreciate that, man.

[Preston] Speaking...

Speaking of the properties,

I'm glad you're both here so we can go over our next deal.

You said you had a big one.

I can get us into a commercial space.

-Boom. -Really?

-Now you talking. -Yeah.

My broker has a contact at a capital firm

that's selling a strip mall in Alpharetta.

They're asking for a close referral

before they take it to market, but real high ROI possibilities.

-[Zac] Oh, damn. -Yeah, let's do it.

This is not gonna be easy, though.

Commercial spaces can get really hard.

We have a proven track record now, liquid capital.

-Shouldn't be that hard. -But you guys are minorities.

So?

So that means there's gonna be assholes in place

to just bump us out because of that.

-Oh, come on you guys. -[Preston] Yeah.

-I mean, that would be... -[Preston] r*cist.

Yeah, that's generally how it goes in real estate.

Even more so when we're talking commercial spaces.

I mean, we're gonna have to come in really high overhead.

But if we can get it... [whistles]

I hear you. I hear you.

[Bryce] Hold on, hold on, hold on.

I mean, do we even have that much capital?

Yeah, we do. Let's get it.

I'm with it. Let's do it.

All right, so I'm about to get on the horn

and see what it'll take you to get us an LOI asap.

Okay.

You guys just make sure you bring champagne

because we will be toasting.

[Bryce] Oh, hey.

Hey, what are you bringing tonight, Preston?

I'm gonna be making gumbo.

Gumbo? You know how to make gumbo?

I throw down in the kitchen. So yeah, I'm bringing gumbo.

[Zac] This is just for my knowledge.

You're not putting any raisins in this gumbo, right?

No, there's no raisins in any gumbo I've ever heard of.

I really like raisins, that sounds nice.

I'm so happy you're not cooking.

Yeah, whatever.

Oh, Zac, can we bring a date for tonight?

I don't see why not.

Let me just call Fatima first.

-All right? -Okay.

And remember, you are not a toy.

Yeah, not a toy.

Yeah, you know, actually, I'm planning on bringing Angela,

so maybe you could tell her for me.

Hell no!

What? Okay, yeah, you're right.

-Confidence. -[Preston] I'm... I'm out.

[soft music]

[phone vibrating]

-Hello? -Hey, girl.

-[Fatima]Girl. -What's wrong?

I'm trying to put this damn dinner together

for Zac and the boys by myself.

Wait, why isn't Zac helping you?

-Whoa, he's at work. -[Angela]But you're pregnant.

-You should be chilling. -[Fatima]I know.

I wanted to do this for them.

I at least thought Zac would be here

to help with the damn groceries.

-What you need me to do? -Really?

[Angela]Of course. You know I got you.

Besides, Bryce asked me to be his date to this thing anyway.

Wait. What?

Wait.

They didn't ask you if they could bring guests.

No, they did not.

sh*t.

You... This is Zac. Now I'ma k*ll him.

[Angela]But wait.

Wait, wait. Don't tell him that I told you.

Okay? Text me what you need me to do.

-Alright, girl. -[Angela]Bye.

-Hey. -Uh-oh. Am I in trouble?

You think? Bryce is bringing Angela?

I literally told him to let me tell you first.

I went to the bathroom and started playing on my phone.

-And now you know. -Yeah, let me guess.

-You got distracted. -[Zac]I did.

I figured it wasn't a big deal

seeing as how that's your girl, so...

It's fine, Zac. She's actually gonna help out.

Is Preston bringing anybody?

He didn't mention bringing anybody.

I don't think he has a date.

Alright, we'll just cook extra anyway.

Baby, you the best. You know that?

-Don't do this sh*t again, Zac. -I won't.

Alright. I'm on my way home anyway.

Yo, Zac.

What you think about us putting an arcade game in the office?

Oh, hell yeah! But it gotta beStreet Fighter.

-Hey, babe. I gotta go. -Bye.

This n*gga.

[Nathan] Oh, a little big one.

Oh, my God.

-Oh! -n*gga.

What?

You ain't gonna put no newspaper down?

-I'm catching all the clippings. -Uh-uh.

It's time for your nasty a*s to go home.

It's been three days, Nathan.

-It's Saturday. -I know.

It's time for you to go let your wife get a turn.

-It's Saturday? -[Belinda] Yes, it's Saturday.

Time flies when you having fun, alright?

Right? Time to be flyin'. It's it!

-You a pilot? -I'm a pilot. I'm the captain.

Fly your a*s up outta here, n*gga!

Belinda, I thought you was all gonna be happy

I was staying over.

Hell no!

You need to go let your wife get some.

Oh, come here.

But you got me full time, though, baby.

You don't like the full time Nate dog?

Nate diggity dog?

Get your hands off me! No! sh*t.

-Why can't you go home? -I can't go home.

I can't go out there, Belinda.

Lori got her brothers looking for me.

For what?

They gonna force me and tie me down to work on my marriage.

I know. It's terrible, right?

I can't believe.

These dudes are no good. They like pit bulls, man.

-They just vicious. -No! Oh my God!

Because I need to get rid of your a*s, too!

I didn't know that was right there.

What are you...?

Whoa, what you doing with my stuff?

You gotta go. Uh-uh.

Whoa! Why you throwing my stuff, B?

Belinda!

I'm not throwing your stuff out, n*gga.

I'm throwing you out!

Last time we was together, it was a party.

n*gg*s came in there sh**ting up the spot.

Somebody innocent almost got shot.

Oh, hell no. Come on. It's time for you to go.

-Damn. -Get your sh*t.

All right. Damn, you right. You right.

I can't get a trash bag to get my stuff?

No, you can't get no trash bag, n*gga.

-Get out! -Damn, Belinda.

You can't let me get a trash bag to get my stuff?

Damn, Nathan.

Can I get some rent money for my apartment?

No!

All right. All right.

You know what?

You're gonna regret kicking me out.

-[Belinda] Really? -Yeah, I'm not coming back.

You are not?

[Nathan] No, I'm not coming back here.

[Belinda] You're not coming back.

[sobs dramatically]

Oh, Nathan!

Please don't leave me!

-[Nathan] All right, B. -Please don't leave me.

All right, B. I did it.

Get the f*ck out!

sh*t!

[hip-hop beats]

And you should have taken your damn toenails!

[soft music]

[R&B plays in barbershop]

Yeah, what's up, Nate?

Hey.

Why you looking all homeless?

Because I am.

Belinda just kicked me out of her place.

Well, you weren't supposed to be there anyway.

I know. Lori's still mad at me, man.

But she say she wanna talk.

Well, that's a good thing, right?

Lori talks with her fists, Tony.

-Yeah. Yeah, you're right. -Well, you can't stay here.

Man, I wasn't even going to ask that, Tyrone.

[Tyrone] You a liar.

I can see the desperation all over your face.

What you need to do,

you need to go home and face your wife, young man.

Man, hey, Tony, can I stay with you again?

-Oh, I can't, man. -Why not?

-I don't want to. -Man, it's like that, bro?

Hey, look, maybe Lori will be more understanding.

Okay.

Beat you with a baseball bat Lori?

Yeah, you right.

Aw.

Ah, sh*t.

Maybe y'all both right.

Yo, you and Lori been rocking for so long, man,

it might not be that bad.

Maybe.

And I did just have a last will testament prepared,

so just in case any happens, my kids,

they got a solid foundation.

[Tony] Whatever, man.

-Ain't much money, but. -Boy, y'all frustrate me.

Boy, y'all going to learn how to deal with these women.

Ain't no way in the world

a woman going to be chasing me around with no baseball bat.

What would you do?

I'm going to be at home on the sofa with my shirt off

and my legs kicked up.

-That's it? -That's it.

But that's after I've been put her to sleep in that bedroom.

You know what I'm talking about? See, that's what's missing.

You ain't putting her to sleep. She wide awake.

[Tony] You know, he is right.

I mean, she can't hit you if she wore out, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, they say that makeup sex is the best sex.

[Tyrone] Yeah.

I just gotta go home and lay some pipe down, you know?

-Lay some pipe. -Yes, sir.

Beat it up, beat it, beat it up.

You know what I'm saying? Show her who boss.

That's what I'm talking about, Nate.

[Nate] Yeah.

Now go show her, who the man is.

You know what? You're right. You're right.

Hey, one of y'all got one of them testosterone pills?

I'm trying to go long and strong,

you know what I'm saying?

-Get out of here. -Get the hell out of my chair.

You don't need no pill

for that earring stub you got down there.

Hey, your breath smell like earring backs.

Wish me luck.

I hate to be the one to say it, but he ain't going to make it.

Well, you tell him.

There you go, young man.

[Tony] Wrap it up. Wrap it up.

What you doing? You out of here?

Yeah, man.

Kinda early for that.

That's kind of different for you.

Tyrone, not today, okay?

I'ma just need you to close up the shop, all right?

I got you, man. Go ahead. Take care.

Hold on. Hold on, T. Let me talk to you.

-What's up? -Just a second.

I need to know that you're okay.

Yeah, man. I'm good.

-You sure? -Yeah, I'm sure.

Okay, man.

I done stick my neck out on the line

and make this situation go away.

And the last thing I need you to do is fold it on me.

-I'm not. -All right.

It's just...

I feel guilty.

n*gga, I get that.

I get it.

But you have to remember something.

You was defending yourself. Okay?

And when you fought that young man,

decided to come down and do what he did,

but you had a right to defend yourself.

Tyrone, I know.

I took a life.

That sh*t is heavy.

-sh*t, Tony. -What?

If we don't get this together,

you're going to do something and you're gonna say something

that's going to get both of us locked up for a long time.

I won't let that happen to you, Tyrone.

And I believe that. I believe that.

And that's why I did...

And that's why I did what I did for you.

Because I don't want nothing to happen to you.

I promised your dad I'ma take care of you.

All right?

I'm concerned about you. You understand?

You need to put it together, man.

I, I... I hear you.

-All right, come on. -I'm getting it together.

All right, come on.

What is you doing?

-Oh, sh*t. -Get your a*s out of here.

Got these n*gg*s thinkin' I'm soft in here.

You're not.

[Tyrone] Go on and do what you gotta do. Get out of here.

Don't even come back for the rest of the day.

-I'll lock up. Go on. -All right, man.

While you out there, you need to get you a cuddle buddy.

[indistinct]

[playful music]

Lucy, I'm home.

[Fatima] Hey.

I have your groceries for you.

Good, you got the eggs and the seasoning I asked for?

Uh, I got the eggs.

-Let me see that. -I don't know about seasoning.

Zac, I told you to get me Sock It to Me Cajun seasoning.

Oh my God, Zac.

You got every seasoning except for the right one.

Oh, I thought when you said Sock It to Me seasoning,

I thought you were saying, like, sock it to me.

Give me all of the seasonings. So I grabbed all the seasonings.

You know what, Zac? Don't even worry about it.

Just, dinner's almost ready.

Just put the dinner rolls in the oven, please.

h*, h*, h*. You gotta relax. You're doing too much.

I can just order something.

-Zac, it's too expensive. -Babe, babe.

-We got it, though. -Zac.

Look, I'm trying to do something special for y'all.

Something special would be you resting, okay?

Look, it's not like I'm cooking the whole meal.

Preston's bringing the gumbo.

And Bryce is bringing wine, so we good.

No, Bryce is bringing Angela,

which means he's bringing a proper dish.

Huh.

So he must've told her what's up.

What you mean he told her what's up?

He set her straight, finally.

Zac, what are you talking about, set her straight?

Fatima, real talk, yo.

You can't be cool with your girl using Bryce

and all them dudes like that.

Zac, they are using her.

You gotta be kidding me, yo.

She been playing Bryce for a while now.

I gave him some advice.

Advice?

Yeah.

-Zac, what did you say to him? -I'm not telling you.

You just going to have to see when they get here.

Zac, don't be starting no mess.

I'm not starting no mess.

And I thought she wasn't fooling with Bryce.

I mean, he's my business partner.

Can't watch a homie get played by a chick like that.

Homie? So he's your homeboy now?

You know what I mean. Stop deflecting.

Just saying.

Zac, she's not using him, okay?

-I'm just saying. -You would say that.

Come here.

Grab a spoon right here.

Mm-hmm.

Mmm. Mmm.

Here, taste this.

Mmm, your foot all up in that!

-Yeah. -Mmm.

How about you leave this here? They can eat everything else.

Boy, shut up.

I've made enough so you can take some to work tomorrow.

Good.

-You okay? -Yes, Zac. I got it, okay?

I know.

Just making sure you don't push yourself too hard.

Ah.

Well, I was mad earlier.

You were? Why? Because I wasn't here to help?

Yes, Zac, because you weren't here to help.

Sorry. I wanted to be here.

No, you did not.

No, seriously. I did wanna be here.

Look, I didn't wanna be here,

but I would have done it for you.

Okay? I don't want you all stressed out.

I need you all nice and loose and juicy.

Look, I'm not stressed.

-No? -No.

Okay, so how can I relieve stress other ways?

Mmm. Now you're talking.

-Oh, yeah? -[Fatima] Oh, yeah.

What's up? What's up?

-You can start. -Mm-hmm.

By putting away the laundry. Okay?

-Yeah. -Oh my gosh.

You on that again?

Oh, you thought you was going to get it twice in one day.

I used to.

Yeah, well, you know,

it's something about laundry just laying around that, yeah.

-Okay, all right. -It stresses me out.

Okay, okay.

Let's do this. Then you wanna do this.

-What else? -Uh, take out the trash.

-I take out the trash. -[Fatima] Before it overflows.

It doesn't overflow often.

-Zac. -Fatima.

Are you serious right now?

What?

To be honest, I feel like you're kind of playing me

like Angela be playing Bryce.

-That's how I feel. -Oh, well, guess what?

What?

This ring on my finger, this one?

-Mm-hmm. -It says that I can't play you.

When it start saying that?

It says you're doing your duty.

-Oh, my duties. -[Fatima] Yeah.

-Well, you know what? -[Fatima] What?

You're going to do your duty later.

[bell rings]

-That's the bell. -Get the door.

[Zac] [laughs]

I'm getting the door. More chores for me to do.

-[Angela] Hey. -What's up?

Come on. Come on. Come on.

-How you doing? -I'm well. How are you?

-What's up? -Hey, girl.

-Hey. -How you doing?

-Hey, Bryce. -Hey, Fatima.

[Fatima] Hey. Oh, girl.

-I brought wine. -[Fatima] Thank you, Bryce.

Girl, thank you for bringing a dish.

Of course.

You know, I had to throw on a pot of spaghetti

at the last minute.

Hopefully, next time, Bryce will give me a proper heads up.

But, you know, the women have to save the day again.

-That's what we do. -Mm-hmm.

Uh, Angela?

Yeah?

I paid for the ingredients, you cooked them.

That's the way it goes. No suburban mom.

Excuse me?

-Yo, hey, let me, uh... -I know. I know.

Maybe I phrased that wrong.

Okay. Who the hell are you talking to?

Oh, Angela. Girl, listen.

Just help me with the dishes, okay?

-Who are you talking to? -Whoa.

I'm the man.

-Not right now. -You know what?

-[Zac] I don't know. -Zac, get your boy.

[bell ringing]

Get the door.

[knocking on door]

[indistinct]

-What's up, Preston? -What's up?

-[Zac] Go home, Deja. -Hey, Preston.

I know you smelled the food through the vent.

We don't have a plate for you.

[Deja] Can't you see I'm on a date?

I'm with Preston. Can't you see?

-What the hell going on, man? -She's my date.

Here. I brought salmon croquettes.

Deja, what the hell are you doing here?

-Get out. -She's my date.

Preston, what are you doing with her?

Preston here is, uh, teaching me how to ride.

Horses. Horses.

-[Deja] I ride. -[Preston] Horses.

-That's it. -[Deja] With him on the weekend.

What else you gotta eat up in this b*tch?

Zac, you better handle it before I do.

I got it. Trust me, I got it.

[Fatima] Mm-hmm.

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Mama.

Mama.

Where you at, Mama?

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Hey, Mama.

Hey, baby.

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