04x13 - Drive Me Crazy

[bunniefuu]

-Angela? -Wait, Angela?

-That was my mother. -Yo momma?

Angie, you sleeping with the bodyguard?

-Angela, seriously? -Hey girl, I'm sorry.

[Fatima] Previously onZatima.

I have reason to believe that it wasn't Ms. Adams

who accidentally started the fire,

but instead it was the children

who were left to fend for themselves.

-It was an accident. -Tony, Tony, be quiet.

Officer, can you tell me

the reason why you're arresting him?

Don't tell them! Just take me away.

Hey, don't worry about me, y'all.

I'm in a setup, you know, trying to keep my head up.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! That was an accident. I just...

Can I just talk to my boy real quick?

-He's the one who surrendered. -Yeah, but...

Don't, Zac, don't. Don't try to save me.

This is crazy.

Man, his asswould get arrested in the courtroom.

-Ask for a lawyer, bro. -Ooh, baby.

-What? -Yo, you gotta help him.

-Zac, I'm not a lawyer yet. -You gonna let them take Tony?

He obviously did something.

Hold on, what happened to innocent until proven guilty?

-Tony ain't acting innocent. -What the hell did he do?

This man just called himself a monster in front of the cops.

So? You just gonna let him take Tony?

Come on, baby. Please, please, please, please?

-OK. -Sir, sir, please!

You have the right to remain silent.

Yeah, I'm gonna stay silent.

You don't get no confession out of me. Mm-hmm.

-Shut the f*ck up. -It was an accident, though.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in the court of law.

Yeah, my Blackness will be used against me in the court of law.

I thought you said you were gonna remain silent.

-Tony, be quiet. -OK. OK.

-I knew this was coming. -Tony, shut up, OK?

-Look, I'm his legal counsel. -You are?

-Yeah, she is. -Yes, I am.

OK.

We're just leaving another case, and I just want to know,

can you just tell me exactly why...

Tony? Be quiet.

Can you tell me the reason why you're arresting him?

Yeah, the automatic tag readers out there

scanning the parking lot lit up like a Christmas tree.

This guy here, he's got over $, worth of parking tickets.

-[Fatima] What? -Damn, Tony!

Parking tickets?

Wait, wait, wait. Aren't automatic tag readers ill*gal?

-Not in Georgia, babe. -Parking tickets! Oh, thank God.

Yeah, why did you think you were being arrested?

Whoa, whoa, hey! Shut up. Hey.

OK, great. Parking tickets. We can handle that. Right?

If we can just go ahead and...

He's had a warrant for this for over three months.

Oh, good lord Jesus.

I don't have any parking tickets.

Oh, yeah, you do.

Most of them are from bars, lounges, strip clubs, et cetera.

Man, my car ain't been in no clubs.

The only person that uses my car

that goes to places like that is...

[Nathan] [laughing] The f*ck? $,.

What?

-Oh, damn. My bad. -This n*gga.

♪Love ain't perfect ♪

♪But we still workin'♪

♪May not 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'♪

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I'm telling y'all, I ain't see no parking tickets

when I went back to the car.

Because you threw them out, Nate.

You ain't never getting in my car.

You can get arrested for parking tickets, I didn't know that.

Are you serious?

Well, Tonywasmy ride.

n*gga, are you serious right now?

It's fine. You can just ride with Zac, Nathan.

How you gonna volunteer my car for this fool?

Thank you, Fatima.

Zac, don't we have to get Connie's stuff from your place?

You right. No, you right.

-I am tired, y'all. -Get you some rest.

-[Zac] Come on, baby. -All right.

Um, baby, just one second. Could you guys give us a minute?

Yeah, yeah.

Here let me give you your keys, Connie.

Connie, you drive.

-You know I am. -I'll just take this.

-Thank you. -Hold the bag.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

What's up?

Zac, I, um... I owe you an apology.

-Hmm. -I should have told you

that Leslie's stalking was escalating.

Yeah, you definitely should have told me that.

-I know, babe. -I'm pissed.

And you know, you have every right to be.

I know. I don't really know if I'm gonna forgive you for this.

-Zac, you better. -Fatima, I'm not playing, yo.

She could have did anything to you.

I know, babe, and I feel bad. I do.

No, You gotta stop trying

to protect me while I'm trying to protect you.

-Zac, it's just... -It's just what?

Do you know what I'm willing to do for you?

Exactly. You don't even have to say it, especially not in here.

[quietly] Exactly.

Look, I do, and that's why I'm trying to protect you.

-Yeah, but I don't need that. -Ineed that, Zac.

Look, I need you here.

I get it. I get it.

-Do you? -Yes. I hear you.

All right, so this is what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna go to the clerk's office

and file a temporary restraining order against Leslie.

-Fatima. -Zac, I'm serious.

Look, if she does this again, I can just call the police.

And what is that gonna do?

Zac, you saw how he just drug Tony out of here.

And besides, repeated stalking is a felony.

Yeah, but the police ain't never been helpful

-until it's too late. -I know that. I know.

OK, so why are we gonna try to do this system sh*t?

-Like, I don't get it. -Because, babe, I know you.

And when you go to where I know you're willing to go for me,

at least we have on record that I got a restraining order.

-I got it. -Do you?

Because then that protects you for standing your ground.

-I hear you. I hear you. -Thank you.

All right, so I'm gonna go handle this,

and you take care of Connie, OK?

Come on, Fatima.

Zac, I do not need a bodyguard, OK? I'm good.

OK. All right. I'm gonna fire that big n*gga, though.

You should. Seriously?

Him screwing Angela was so unprofessional.

Talk about it. By both of them.

But listen, when you leave here, call me as soon as you're done,

and talk to me while you're driving.

Zac.

-OK. OK. -Thank you.

-Can I have a kiss? I love you. -I love you, too. Thank you.

All right, look at that waddle. Go ahead.

-Be careful on them heels. -I will.

-I told you about them heels. -I know.

These millennium floors. Is it millennium?

Mandoleum? What is it called?

[Fatima] Marble, baby.

Linoleum.

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Ooh, sh*t! Boy, you scared me.

Damn, baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

What are you doing here?

I don't know. I just thought

I'd bring you something to brighten up your day.

Aww!

Um, damn, Shawn.

So you putting us on front street like that now?

It's OK. They can know I'm your man.

Boy, we went on one date, OK? Calm down.

What you mean, calm down?

I thought you liked where this was going.

Look, I'm enjoying this, but you're not my man. OK?

Yet.

-Shawn. -What?

I'm enjoying this, but...

There's always a problem with you.

Shawn, look, the flowers are sweet. The date was sweet.

Yeah, and I want another one soon.

[Angela] Shawn.

So, I can't ask for another date?

-I gotta get to work. -I know. I just... I don't know.

-I thought you'd like this. -No.

-So this isn't what you want? -I don't know, Shawn.

Why do you do this to yourself, Angela?

Do what?

You put yourself in these positions to be treated badly.

-Excuse me? -Come on. I'm nice to you.

I'm not even trying to have sex with you anymore.

-And that's the problem. -No, that's not the problem.

I'm just trying to get to know you the right way.

-So? -What do you mean, so?

I don't have to want to be with you

just because you're nice, Shawn. Nice guys always think

they deserve something for just not being a d*ck.

See? You'd be all over me if I was treating you like sh*t.

-What? -It's true.

-No, it's not. -Good girls always swear

they want a bad boy just to complain about them.

You know what? I don't want anything from you, OK?

Not from you, not from Bryce, and not from Chris or Chuck

or whatever the f*ck his name was.

So you're just checking them off like that, huh?

-Yeah, I am. You know why? -Why?

-Because I can. -You right.

Look, Shawn, I didn't ask you to bring me flowers.

You didn't.

And if you don't back off when I'm asking you to back off,

then you're just being a d*ck.

-Heard. -OK, so...

I mean, you did bring those for me, right?

Yeah, you could just...

I don't know. Call me if you want.

Yeah, OK. Damn.

-Hey, girl. -Oh, hey Fatima.

-Was that Shawn? -Yeah.

And he brought you flowers? That's so sweet.

-I guess. -What do you mean, you guess?

Girl, he just embarrassed the hell out of me.

What? Come on. Come to my office.

Yeah.

Now girl, what happened?

Girl, he brought me some damn flowers.

-Girl, if you don't... -What?

-Ang, are you serious? -I didn't ask him to do that.

It's called a nice gesture.

It's a nice gesture if he's my man, Fatima.

-He's not my man. -Well he's clearly trying to be.

Well, I don't want him to be.

Angela, what's really going on?

And don't say it's because he took you out to eat.

Why do I have to have a reason, Fatima?

So you don't sound crazy.

Oh, so I sound crazy to you?

I didn't say that. I didn't say that.

You know, we can't all

have perfect relationships like you, Fatima.

Wow. Angela, I can't even believe you would say that.

You know my relationship with Zac is far from perfect.

Yeah, I know. But you're judging me like it is.

I'm not judging you.

OK, I am judging you.

I mean, the man brought you flowers and you're tripping.

What is going on?

Angela, talk to me.

Angela. What is it?

I guess I pushed him away

because I don't feel like I deserve it.

Like, it can't be real, Fatima.

Angela...

I mean, how can it be? How could they want this?

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[Zac] Here you go.

You like it? It's all you.

-It's nice. -You got cable.

-[guys laugh awkwardly] -So how long I got?

Um, well, Fatima spoke to your caseworker,

so she's working on another spot for you and the kids.

-The kids. -I mean, don't worry, Connie.

You're gonna get the kids back. She'll get the kids back.

Yes.

I can take you to your chemo appointments.

So when's your next one?

-Friday. I appreciate it. -Hey, hey, don't do that.

You don't gotta thank us. We're family.

-That's what we do. -That's what friends are for.

You just keep us informed on all the important details.

OK. I will. I will.

I'm just tired, y'all. I wanna lay down.

Hey, say less.

We're gonna drop these bags, let you get your nap,

but promise us you're gonna call us if you need something.

-I will. -All right. Come on.

You know if she's got cable anymore?

[Zac] Stop asking about cable! What is wrong with you?

[Nathan] She needs something to watch!

-Got a fancy doorbell. -I got you.

Are you serious, Angela? Girl, you are so beautiful

You're smart, funny as hell, fly as hell.

Look, you got men lined up down the park

wanting to talk to you.

They're lined up to hurt me, Fatima. To use me.

Angela, you can't think like that.

It's not me thinking that. That's what it is.

I get it.

-You do? -[Fatima] Yeah. I do.

Look, you know all the bullshit

I went through before I found Zac.

It got to a point

where I didn't even think I would find true love.

But, Angela, I never turned my back on it.

And I didn't try to push it away, either.

I had to keep my heart open for love.

But what if...

[Fatima] What if? I know. There's always what ifs.

"What if he does me like all the other n*gg*s?"

Look, you can't live your life

thinking like that or you'll never be happy.

You're right.

[Fatima] Sometimes I do be tripping. I do, now.

But even in those moments,

I just have to let those thoughts go.

You're right.

Yeah. And guess what? You've even helped me

not jump off the deep end.

-I have. -Yes, you have.

And now it's my turn to do the same for you.

Because, baby girl, you're tripping.

-Yes, you're tripping. -Yeah, you're right. I am.

But not really, though.

I don't think Shawn is the one.

Hm. OK.

-I got to tell him, though. -You know you do.

I'ma miss that meat, though.

Girl, you're already missing that meat.

Right. He really won't give it to me.

But that is not the reason you're cutting him off.

No. No, it's not. I just know he's not the one.

I know who better be the one.

-Oh, right. -Right.

Sorry about that. Is Zac going to fire him?

Girl, you know he is.

sh*t. I should apologize to Zac, too, huh?

Mm-hmm.

But what about Charles? Anything there?

Girl, I do not date unemployed men.

Right. We don't do that.

All right. Well, let me get to work.

I spend most of the morning at the courthouse, so.

Really? What happened with that?

Yeah. Well, I got Connie on the right track, and so am I.

-What you mean? -I got a TRO on Leslie.

-Good, good. -[Fatima] Yes.

-So you know what that means? -Yeah.

Next time I see her a*s, I'ma call the police

while I whoop that a*s.

-Period. On sight, OK? -Yeah.

-All right. Love you. -Love you, too, girl.

[Guard] Let's open up cell four.

[door clangs open]

-[Guard] Let's go. -I can make my call?

Yeah, go make your call. [door clangs shut]

Give me a second.

-This is Tyrone. -Hey. What's up, man?

-[Tyrone]What's up? -It's me, Tony.

I know it's you, Tony. What the hell do you want?

I need you to bail me out.

Bail you out? Boy, you got the wrong number.

[Tony[Wait, wait, wait, wait. If I, um...

-I almost said it. -You almost said what?

Look, I can't stay here. They're gonna break me.

If you don't shut your mouth!

-I need you to get me out. -What the hell did you do?

-Uh. Can't you just help me? -Why are you in jail anyway?

Parking tickets.

Parking? n*gga said parking tickets.

Parking tickets. Are you serious?

[Tony]They're not my tickets.

Look, Nate got them when I let him use my car.

Nathan, I should have known. How much are the tickets?

-$,. -$,? sh*t, man, you crazy.

Wait, wait. That's just for the tickets.

My bail is a lot less.

[Tyrone]Hold up.

Where's all this money you had the other day?

-I uh... -"I uh," what?

n*gga, don't call me trying to play me out of no bond money,

and I just seen you stack all that money.

I don't have it anymore.

What you mean you don't have it anymore?

Where's all that money?

I need you to get me out, man.

What, am I supposed to pull $, out my a*s? Huh?

Huh? No, I thought you'd have it in a safe or something.

Hey, hey, hey, don't be worrying about where I keep my money.

The question here is why you ain't got it.

Look, I can't say it here.

I'll explain it when I get out. Can you just please help me?

Man, look here, I'm going to do it this time

just so you won't say nothing stupid down there.

Now just stay there until I get there.

I don't really have anywhere else to go, man.

[Tyrone]Go take a shower or something.

Don't look at nothing on the floor. You understand?

Just walk to the shower, look at the pipes.

Don't even look at the pipes in the ceiling.

Just walk forward, and when you get in the shower, don't lather.

Just stay there until I get there.

All right? Get off my phone.

All right, let's go.

Open cell four. [buzz]

[door clangs shut]

Perfect. I appreciate you.

Yes! Hey, yo, Preston! Bryce! Yes, yes, yes!

-Yo, I did it. -Did what?

I got the inspector, locked and loaded.

-For real? -Whoa. That's amazing.

Yes, it's some old dude. He gonna charge us a grip, but...

That don't even matter.

We're good, so the deal's going forward then.

Hey, hey, hey. You came through. You came through.

Yes, I did. OK, so what's the next steps? What we do now?

You gotta meet with the current owner.

Right. I was just about to say that.

Yeah, that face-to-face connection's

-gonna make a huge impact. -OK. Good.

Maybe I can set up a lunch for all of us tomorrow.

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

You sure?

I'm good, and if I have...

If something comes up... f*ck, this is hard. I don't--

Look, I get it. Work-life balance is always gonna be hard.

You know what? Give me the number. I'll reach out to him.

That f*ck needs to know my voice anyway. I got it.

All right, look, I'll text you his number.

Usually I'm not the type to jump ahead on these kind of things,

but I feel good about this.

It's in the bag. Let's go, boys! Boom.

-Let's get money. -Let's get money.

[knock on door] Hey, Mr. Taylor.

What's up, Charles? Come in.

Yo. Wait, no, no, no, no. Hey, hey, what's he doing here?

What do you mean, what he's doing here?

-That's Fatima's bodyguard. -Her bodyguard?

Yeah. I hired this fool to watch Fatima and the baby,

but he decided he wanted to sleep...

with...somebody... who you don't need to know, so...

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

-He's gonna be fired. -Mm-hmm.

Oh no, please don't fire me, Mr. Taylor.

Hey, why were you sleeping with Angela

when you were supposed to be working? Huh?

-Whoa, whoa, whoa. -How do you know that?

I was at Angela's this morning. He was there.

Yeah? I'm gonna grind you into the carpet, buddy.

[Zac] Bryce, what are you doing?

Just gotta take him down first. Kick him in the knees!

Kick him in the knees-uh! [Bryce grunts loudly]

[Preston] All right, you can't be kicking knees in this office.

-[Bryce] No, Preston! -Get him out of here, please.

[Bryce] Kick him in the knees! You don't belong with Angela!

Sounded to me like you don't belong with her either!

Yo, yo. Chill out. OK? Angela got Bryce tripping. All right?

I can see why she got him tripping.

You feeling her like that?

-All night. -OK.

-And all morning. -All right. All right.

-But that was unprofessional. -Yes, it was. OK?

-I just-- -No, no, no, no, no--

I didn't expect it to be so good!

OK, OK. Stop. You... OK? Stop. Stop.

-All right? -All right.

I'm sorry I'm gonna have to let you go.

No. Can't you just give me a write-up or something?

-No, no, no. No, no, no. -[Charles] Please?

No, no, no, no, no. I cannot give you a write-up.

I would hate to have to fire a brother,

-but this is not acceptable. OK? -Damn. Come on.

Mm-mm. Mm-mm. Sometimes you don't get second chances.

And to be honest, Fatima wouldn't feel comfortable

with you at work anyway,

especially not after all of that.

And I jumped the g*n when I hired you anyway.

I was panicking.

-Damn. Come on. -Nope. But I'll do this.

I'll hire you for special events.

I can do that.

-Cool? -[Charles] Yeah.

And I'll pay you for two weeks.

-Thanks, man. -Cool?

-Thank you. Yes. Appreciate you. - All right.

In the future, though, don't sleep with the client's friends.

Yeah. Lesson learned.

-Lesson learned? -Lesson learned.

All right. Let me walk you out here

before Bryce Lee takes you down.

[upbeat instrumental music]

-Yo! -[Fatima sighs]

-Hey, baby. -What's up?

Oh, my goodness. The house looks so clean.

Yes. I got home early.

[Fatima] Yes.

And I took my time and cleaned the castle for my queen.

Thank you, baby, because it has been a long day.

-Yeah? -Yes.

What you need, a foot rub?

Mm. I think I need a little something more tonight.

-Yeah? -Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

-Yeah? -Yes?

-Like? -Like, yeah.

-Say less. -[Fatima] Mm-hmm. Turn it off.

Come on!

[both make flirty noises]

[Fatima] Hold on, you can not get me up them stairs.

-Come on. What's up? -[Fatima] You must have forgot

we have the house to ourselves again.

Stop playing with me.

What you want? To do it in the living room?

-[Fatima] We can do it anywhere. -[Zac] In the kitchen?

In the patio....

OK, well let's just keep it inside.

I'm definitely going to keep it inside.

[soft R&B music]

-[Fatima] Babe. -[Zac] Yeah?

-I'm hungry again.

-Mm? -I'm hungry!

I don't even got no energy to cook.

-Zac, come on. Order something. -You wore me out, I'll...

All right, let me just... I'm going to make you something.

-I'm gonna get up. -OK.

-Zac, get up. -I'm up. I'm up.

Thank you.

[glass shattering]

[Zac] Oh! What the f*ck?

[Fatima] What is that?

No, no. Stay right there. Stay right there.

[Fatima] [whispers] Zac?

What is it?

Somebody threw a brick!

What? Somebody threw a brick in the house?

Yeah.

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