02x11 - The Hot Stove

[bunniefuu]

- You play crazy, but I really am crazy.

- SABRINA: Previously on "Sistas"...

- MAURICE: I'm sick of h*m* mother -- like you

trying to hurt people who are not like you!

Teach you to -- with a queen.

- I wanted someone to make me feel the way you make me feel.

- Don't get kicked up out of this program.

- For what, bro? - HAYDEN: Overstepping.

- So what? He wanted me to commit.

I'm not ready.

- He's sitting over there with some woman.

- I'm home now, hit me if you're still up.

[giggles]

- We need to talk.

Where you been?

- What are you doing here?

- I asked you a question.

- You don't have the rights to that answer.

- Andi, answer the question.

- I took my key from you.

- I have several.

- Okay, you need to leave. - Why you treating me like this?

- Why am I treating you like this?

The way you treated me? I need you to go.

- Andi, I just came here to talk to you.

- I don't wanna talk. - [huffs] Come on, Andi.

You know I love you.

- Gary. I need for you to leave, please.

- So we're doing this right now, hmm?

You think I'm out so you call some -- in here?

- No! No, I just--

You can't just walk into my house, Gary.

And I'm having my locks changed.

- Who'd you call?

- I know who I'm gonna call. I'm gonna call the police.

- Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah. You wouldn't do that.

- Mm-hmm, yeah, because you are not listening to me.

Get out! - Andi, I want my -- money!

Alright? - It's in a safety deposit box

at the bank, I'll give it to you tomorrow.

- Tomorrow. - Yes.

- Okay, so then I--I, what? I leave and then

you call ol' boy over here? - Gary, you were not invited!

- But I heard you invite him.

You invited him, right?

- You know what? I'm--I'm not doing this with you tonight.

I'm not. - Okay, then, Andi, look,

I gave you all the money I had. Alright?

These-- they took everything from me.

And you're just gonna dog me out like this?!

- Gary, I am not dogging you out.

- Andi, I need you now more than ever.

- Gary, there comes a time... when it's just too much.

And this is way too much.

- What? So I put you through too much?

I'm sorry, but it can't end like this.

- I didn't say it was ending, I just...

- What do you call this?

- Gary, I have to process this. This is a lot.

My life was great-- - Great. Before you met me?

Your life was great before you met me?

- I just--I don't like the confusion.

- Confusion?

Andi, is that all I brought you, is confusion?

That's it, that's--that's all I've brought you?

Andi, you once told me I made you the happiest

you've ever been. Was that a lie?

- You did.

- Okay, then talk to me, what's happening?

- The way you talked to me in that jail--

- I'm sorry. - And you're just

so damn jealous of everything. - Andi, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- [phone alert chimes] - GARY: I swear to God

I'll change, alright?

- Oh no.

- Who is that? - It's no one.

- Everything okay? Is it him? - Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

It's fine. Everything's fine.

- It's a simple -- question! - Gary!

- I ask for it every time! - Gary, give me my phone. Gary!

- Open the phone, Andi. - Gary. Give me my phone.

- Open the phone. - What's the password, Andi?

- Gary, give me my phone! - Andi, what's the password?

- Gary! - Andi, open the -- phone!

- ♪ My girls hold me down, them boys mess around ♪

♪ And my love life is a headache ♪

♪ We're going out tonight 'cause I'm looking for love ♪♪

- I need you to open the phone. - Gary.

- Andi, I swear to God.

- Do you see what you're doing right now?

- Open the -- phone. - See how you are?

- Did you have sex with him?

Did you have sex with him?

- I'm not answering any more of your questions.

- Where were you? - I'm gonna tell you

one more time: you need to leave.

- Where were you, Andi? so whe--where were you?

- Hey, I just texted to let you know I was on my way up.

Oh. Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- You need me to come back?

- Nah, this mother -- ain't coming back up in here.

- He's staying, you leave. - Wait, what?

- I have told you several times I want you to go. Go, Gary!

- Andi. - I think you need to leave,

my friend. - I think you need to shut

your -- mouth.

Andi, I'm not going anywhere.

- Fine. Can I go to your place? - Yeah, let's.

- Okay, great.

- Andi, you're not going anywhere.

- Hey, hey, hey, man. - Let me go! Gary, let me go!

- [punching] - ANDI: Stop!

- [grunting] - [punching]

- ANDI: Stop!

- [grunting] - [punching]

- ANDI: Stop! Gary! Stop!

- [punching] - ANDI: Stop!

- [grunting] - [punching]

- Stop, stop, stop! - [grunting]

- ♪

- Zac?

Zac, are you here?

- ♪

- [call tone ringing]

- RINGTONE: ♪ Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up ♪

♪ Pick up, pick it up

♪ Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up ♪

♪ Pick it up, pick it up

- ZAC: Hey. - Hey, where are you?

- Uh, I'm at the house.

- The construction? - Yeah.

- Why are you still there? - You know, I was thinking

I'mma just--I'mma just work through the night.

- What? Are you serious? Why would you do that?

- You know I need to get this work done.

- Look, Zac, I've been thinking about you,

just...come over. - Listen, can we talk tomorrow?

- Tomorrow? - ZAC: Yeah.

- So you're really not coming.

- No, I'm not. - Wow, okay.

- ZAC: Yeah, um, yeah, I'mma holla at you tomorrow.

I'll holla at you tomorrow.

- Alright. - ZAC: Alright, later.

- What the hell?

- Stop. Stop, stop, stop! Stop!

Gary, go, the police are on their way.

- I don't give a damn about the -- police, Andi!

- Do you wanna go to jail? - Andi, I don't give a damn

about mother -- jail right now!

- Go! The police are on the way. - Andi, I don't give a damn!

Alright?! - -- , Gary.

- You doing this?! - Get out of here!

- I love you, Andi! I love you!

What the -- you gonna do? - Leave!

- I want my money. - Gary, I'm gonna give you

your money tomorrow. - Okay. Which bank?

I'll be there first thing in the morning.

- I'm gonna text you, get out of here!

- You're doing this right now. - The police are here.

- You better be there in the morning, alright?

With my -- money. - I will be there, go!

- He needs to go! - He is staying, you go!

- I can't believe you're telling him to stay.

We're done. We're done, Andi!

We're done! - Fine!

- We're done! - ANDI: I don't care!

I don't care. - You don't care? Alright.

- No! I don't care! - Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, my man, my man.

My man, enough. Enough. - We're -- done. Alright?

- Get out! - Brother, brother, enough.

Enough, alright?

The -- was that?! - sh*t.

- ♪

- Hey.

- Hey.

Sorry, I must've fell asleep. - Aw, you're tired.

- Been a long day.

- Well, I didn't mean to wake you.

- I would've been upset if you didn't.

- Why?

- 'Cause I missed you. - Oh. You missed me.

- I did miss you. Mm-hmm. - Hmm.

That's pretty corny. - Really?

- Mm. - But I mean it though.

- [giggling] - I mean it though.

I mean it, girl. - Okay, okay.

- Better believe me. - I do.

- You smell good.

- I smell like pasta and margaritas, actually.

- And that too. - It was good, it was worth it.

- It smells like it was delicious.

- Hmm. You smell good, though.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.

- What do I smell like?

- Hmm...

rugged. - Rugged?

- Mm-hmm. - I thought you were gonna say

I smell like love.

- ♪

- Love? - Yeah.

My mama used to say that you could smell love in the air

like spring time, that you knew it was coming

even before it got here.

- So love is coming for us?

- The train may already be in the station.

- Oh, okay.

- Curious to know how you feel about it.

- Similar. - Yeah?

- Mm-hmm. I mean, you did, you know, blindside me

at the supermarket, so...

- [chuckles] Yeah. You went off on me so bad.

- Well, I'm glad you talked to me after that.

- How could I not? - I don't know if I would have.

- Well, I just had to set you straight, that's all.

- Okay, whatever, the ice cream set me straight,

you didn't do nothing. - Oh, it was the ice cream.

- Yeah, it was so good.

- [sighs] - I don't know

where this is going, but, um...

I'm glad I got on this ride.

- I mean, that's the fun of it, right?

- Mm-hmm.

- So we're taking our time?

- Can you do that? - Yeah, I can do that.

- I think that's best. - And what about your ex?

Is he still your ex?

- And your family situation, you know, yeah.

- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, let's pace it now.

- Pace it. - Yeah.

- Okay.

But can you tell me what that looks like?

- It looks like this. - Really?

- Yeah. - 'Cause this looks like a lot.

- Okay, why do we need to put a title on it?

Can we just, you know, let it happen?

- Let it happen. - Hmm.

- Yeah, I like that. - Me too.

- Okay. - Come on, let's go to bed.

- Uh, you think I can do that. - I'll help you not do that.

- I know you feel that. - I do. [laughs]

But we gon' pace it, like we said.

- Pace it. - Pace it.

- Yeah, that's a great idea. - Slow.

- Slow, let's do that. - Yeah, okay.

- Yeah. - Come on.

- Pace it. - [giggles]

- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm good.

- I'm sorry.

- Did you know he was gonna be here?

- No, of course not.

- It's a good thing I came over, huh?

- Yeah. Thank you.

I'm not gonna say you're bleeding,

it's obvious, right? - Sure.

[sighs]

Sit down, just... sit down for me, please.

Andi.

What are you doing with a guy like that?

- Can we just not? - You deserve better.

- Paris. - Andi, I just...

I just got into a fight over you. Just answer me.

- He showed me a side I've never seen before.

- The side you're seeing is him.

- Look, Paris, thank you for...being here.

I'm so sorry.

But I--I'm tired, and I think I should go to bed.

- You want me to leave? - Yeah, I think that's best.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- [scoffs] Andi, this is jacked up.

- I know, I--I just, I had too much to drink and--

- No, no, no, it's no excuse, though.

You have a good night, alright?

- I'm not asleep. - Good.

Save me from having to wake you up.

- I heard you when you came in.

- Why didn't you say something?

- You tiptoed into the shower.

- Well, yeah, I wanted to freshen up after dinner.

- Oh, yeah? So, I take it that means you missed me.

- Mm-hmm. - I missed you too.

- Wanna come show me? - No.

- [disc-scratch]

- What? - We ain't doing that?

- Why not? What's wrong? - No, because last time

you got so mad, so... absolutely not.

- Um, these are for you, not for me.

- I don't wanna do that at all. - Since when?

- Danni, last time, you got so mad

you came home with a butt licker.

- Preston, you're just going to keep bringing that up, huh?

Hmm? - He could have hepatitis.

- Okay, I've already taken a rapid test.

- He could, I mean, you can get hepatitis

from licking butt. - Well, I don't have it.

- I mean, I'm just letting you know, just in case.

- Okay. I'm trying to forget, so...

- I mean, well, it's true.

- Uh...

This is not going at all the way I planned, um, so...

- I mean, I'm sure it's not, but...

Speaking of things I don't like. - Oh, God.

- 'Kay, could you not refer to me as the white boy?

- What are you talking about? - I don't like it when you

tell people I'm "the white boy." - But you are a white boy.

- Okay, but I would never call you "the black girl."

- Okay, I see your point. - Good. Thank you.

- Mm-hmm. - Look, we're still getting

to know each other, we gotta learn how to not--

- Preston, Preston, Preston, whoa, whoa, whoa,

where--what--what's all of this today?

- I'm just sa-- - I mean, what--?

- I'm just saying.

- Okay, um...can we do a little less saying,

and a little more rodeo-ing. - I don't--I don't like rodeo.

- I'm not giving up rodeo. I'm not, I'm not doing it.

Huh? Why are you so sensitive tonight?

- I'm not sensitive, I'm just trying to tell you

I don't like it.

- Okay, I will not refer to you as

"the white boy from the rodeo."

- Okay. - Mm-hmm.

- And I won't refer to you as... - Watch it.

- See what I'm saying? - Go ahead, say--

say what you gotta say, but... - [chuckles]

- Think before you--you know. - Alright.

- Speak. - I'm thinking, and I'm saying,

I would never refer to you as "the black girl

from the airport." - That's good.

Good, good to know.

Okay, now can we...? - Look, I'm tired.

I gotta get sleep, I gotta get up and wrestle

cows in the morning, I mean, that sh*t ain't easy.

- You know you just set me up for a lay-up, right?

What do you expect from me?

Okay. - You--you're not funny.

- Preston, come on, you're not gonna sleep on the couch.

- Why not? I was sleeping here all this time.

- Oh, so you're just gonna sleep on the couch? Hmm?

- Danni. - Oh! [gasps] Look at that.

How did the black girl from the airport do that

to the white boy from the rodeo?

- See, Danni, you ain't learn nothing.

- I'm not the one that needs to learn anything, I'm good.

- Okay, but at least I'm trying to learn.

- Hmm, I could teach you some stuff.

- I bet you could. - Let's go and learn.

- I'm not licking your butt. - And--

- Did you shower? I mean, weren't you out all day

when he did that?

- I just showered. - Weren't you out all day?

- DANNI: I just showered. - And he just went for it

with you being out all day. - DANNI: He didn't care.

- PRESTON: Okay, I do.

- [urgent knocking]

- Whoever this is better give me all of the good sex I need.

Or a six-pack of d*ck.

- [urgent knocking continues]

- MAURICE: Who is it?!

- [knocking continues]

- Hey!

- What the hell?

- Whoa.

- ♪

- Savannah, what are you doing here?

- Sabrina. - Are you drunk?

- No.

- Did you drive here?

- Shh, I'm not drunk.

- Well, you look drunk. - [snorts] I had a few. A few.

- Give me your keys.

- No, took a cab.

- Okay, well, then give me your phone,

because the cab driver took you to the wrong place,

I wanna get him to get you to your house.

- Maurice... - What?!

b*tch, if you throw up in my hair,

I'mma punch the sh*t out of you, get off.

- I saw him with another girl, Maurice.

- Who is him? - Calvin.

- Sabrina, that is what straight men do.

- I'm serious, Maurice.

- Raise your hand if you're tired of Sabrina

and Calvin's bullshit.

- 'S not funny. - I don't think that it's funny,

I think that it's sad, and I know that I cannot get

beauty if I don't sleep for eight hours.

- Come on, this is about me. Okay?

- Okay, b*tch. What's the matter?

- He said he wanted to commit. - Okay, what's the problem?

- I don't want to.

- Well, if you don't wanna commit, then you don't have

the problem. - But he wants me to.

- [sighs] Sabrina, that is the stupidest sh*t I've ever heard.

- No, it's not. - Yes, it is.

Either you're gonna do what you want to do,

or what he wants you to do, but you have to make a choice.

Do what makes you happy.

sh*t. - I don't wanna commit.

I don't think that's gonna make me happy right now.

- I'm tired, b*tch!

- Maurice, why do you make everything so simple?

- You are simple. And you make everything complicated.

Do what your heart says to do.

- No, I can be confused. - Sure.

In between : and : when we're at the bank,

but in my house in the middle of the night? Hell no.

- Sorry.

- Yes, now let me call you a car or something.

- No. - This your purse?

- You know, I--I think I'm gonna stay here, hmm?

- Sabrina, you can't-- - You know, can you hold me?

I don't wanna be alone. - Oh, no, no, no.

- Can you rub my feet? - Girl, if you don't get them

ugly-a*s feet off me... Listen, I have not been

in a vag*na since I was born, and I do not plan

to traumatize myself like that ever again.

- Maurice, you're my friend. - Yes.

- SABRINA: F-R-I-- - Mm-hmm.

- Wait. What's this?

Maurice, what is this about? Why?

- I was in pain and I needed some ice, that's all.

- Ice for what?

- Girl, just don't worry about it.

- That's blood, Maurice.

- I hurt my hand. - Your hand, what-- [gasps]

- That hurts, b*tch. - What happened?!

- Ow, that hurts, and b*tch, you're too close to my p*nis,

that's scaring me! - Oh, I'm sorry.

- It's just shriveling up and stuff, I can't--

- SABRINA: Sorry. - I'm not used to...

- I'm sorry. - MAURICE: Mm-mm.

- I'm sorry. - Olonzo was waiting for me

outside of the bank. - [gasps]

[whispers] Olonzo? What happened?

What happened, Maurice? - It's fine, he won't be back.

- Wait, what do you mean he won't be--Maurice.

- He was mad that he's being charged with a hate crime,

and...he wanted me to drop it or he was going to beat my a*s.

- You need to call the police. - I don't need to call anybody.

- Maurice, you could've really been hurt.

- You must not know me very well, dear.

- Again, remember...remember the first time he did it?

- I wasn't prepared that night. Tonight, I wore him out.

- What? - Yes.

You wanna see? - See what?

- Come on.

Uh-huh, I can roll back the video cameras at the bank.

- [gasps] - Mm-hmm. Look at it, b*tch.

- Oh, I don't think I'm gonna like this.

- Just watch it.

- Oh, this is not good, Maurice, not good.

- Well, I broke a few nails. But I put my hair up

and I went back to work. - Oh! Oh.

- Mm-hmm. - Oh, Maurice, that's crazy.

- Yeah. Got what he deserved.

- [gasping] Oh! Oh! Maurice.

Oh, I know, but look. - No buts.

But he got his butt kicked.

- Maurice how long ago was this? - Like an hour, two hours ago.

- Maurice. - What, Savannah?

You keep calling my damn name. - Look at the live feed.

- What about it? - He's still in there.

- Okay, I lay there all night. In my lashes. Good ones.

- He's not moving. - So?

- What if he's dead, Maurice? - Rest in hell, b*tch.

- Oh, no, that's not good. That's not good. Wake up!

- Girl. Get off of me, I'm going to sleep.

- SABRINA: No, no, no, Maurice. No, Maurice, look,

he really could be hurt, look. - I was hurt, b*tch. Welcome.

- You're telling me you really don't care?

- I don't.

What are you doing? - Calling an ambulance.

- Okay, well make sure you tell them I didn't have

anything to do with it.

- I mean, it's on camera, Maurice, so...

- It's fine, girl. - Look, Maurice.

Look at the time he's been laying there.

He's been there for an hour.

- What? You think I k*lled the creep?

- I don't know.

- Hang up the phone, b*tch! - [panting] What?

- Yeah, we got to go, come on. - Where are we going?

- We got to go. We're going to the bank,

we going--we--we--we--we--

we just gon' check, and if he's still laying there

then he's--if he's not laying there, then he's fine.

- What if he is, Maurice? What if he's still there?

What do we do?

- I wanna hit her so bad.

b*tch, you gotta sober up quick!

- SABRINA: Ow, my earring. Help me.

Help, Maurice, let's go, let's go. Let's go get him.

Olonzo, we're coming! Get up!

- I'm getting your drunk a*s some coffee.

Take down my hair.

- SABRINA: You don't got hair, Maurice.

- I'm magical, b*tch. -- you.

- ♪

- Uh--

- [sighs] - What is it?

- It's nothing. - No, something is up.

- I'm fine.

- It ain't working.

- I know, I know, I'm sorry.

Look, let's just try again. - No.

It's one of the girls at the table.

- Jan-- - No, I saw the way

you kept looking over there.

- [sighs] - Which one was it?

- The one with the braids. - I thought so.

- How could you tell?

- The way she was looking at you.

- No. - She loves you.

- [scoffs] No, she doesn't. - Trust me, Calvin. I'm a woman.

She loves you. - She won't commit to me.

- Oh, now I get it.

- Plus, on top of that, she thinks I'm g*y.

- Really? - Well, she used to.

- Well, I mean, Calvin, you know you're on a spectrum.

- sh*t, not you too. - No, listen.

You have to understand that most women are not into

or even understand dudes like you.

Don't take it personal, just show her who you are.

- I did that already.

- And you did all the things you did to me, to her?

- Yeah.

- Damn. She in love with you.

- Why doesn't she wanna be with me?

- Calvin, she may be scared. - Of what?

- The unknown. I've been there.

Trust me, you're in love with a man and...

you wanna give him your whole heart but you don't know

if you can trust him.

I don't think it's you, I think it's her.

- You think? - Yeah.

Heartbreak can be a scary thing.

It's like...touching a hot stove.

Once it happens to you,

you don't want it to happen again.

- Yeah, I guess you're right.

- If I were you, you know what I would do?

- What's that? - I would go over there

right now.

- This late. - Yes! I would go over there,

I would tell her, "I know that you're scared,

but it's all gonna be okay."

- [scoffs] I'm not doing that.

- Okay, well then, lay here like a wet noodle.

- Yeap. 'Cause that's what I got right now.

- 'Cause she's on your mind right now.

- [chuckles]

Jan, can you do me a favor? - What?

- Can you hold me?

- You want me to hold you?

- Yeah. You know, like back in the day--

- Calvin-- - You be the big spoon,

I'll be the little spoon. - Don't ever do this with her.

- You just laid here and told me to be myself.

- Well, not all of yourself. [scoffing] Damn.

- Alright, alright. - Come on.

No, spoon, not cradle, spoon.

You gotta let this go.

My god.

- CALVIN: [sighs]

- [items clanking]

- Who's there?

- [glass clanking]

- You just need to tell me why.

- Gary.

What are you doing here?

- I'll come here whenever I want.

- You're drunk.

- Is he in your room? - No.

- Good.

I'm going to lay down. - Gary, no. Gary.

No. No, no. No, no, no, you can't do that.

- What do you mean I can't do that? I love you.

- Gary, look at us. This isn't healthy.

- No.

What's not healthy is what you did to me.

- I didn't do anything to you. - Mm-hmm.

You and Jasmine.

- Gary.

- You know...

Are you--are you in this with them?

- Okay, no more of this.

Gary, I think you need to go home.

- Go home. Where?

I don't have a home, she took it.

Alright? She--she took everything.

- Sorry, can't help you with that.

- Like you took my money.

- I'm giving it to you tomorrow, you know that.

- So what, you're just... you're just done with me?

- Gary, I don't like this.

I told you, I'm having the locks changed.

- Would you just tell me what's going on?

You just--help me understand--

- Would you just stop? Just...stop now,

I don't like this.

- [chuckles]

You used to love it when I would come over.

I mean, you--you--you didn't want me to leave.

- Well, that's not the way it is anymore.

- Tell me you love me.

- I love you.

- Then...then why are you with him?

- Come on, Gary, you need to go home.

- I mean, you didn't call the police, so...

- Of course not, I wasn't gonna call the police.

- 'Cause you still love me. Right?

- Yeah, I still love you.

- Okay. [sniffles]

- Gary, I think you should--

I think--I think you have to go home--

- I told you, you're not listening, I have no home,

I have nowhere to go, Andi.

- Okay, okay, well...uh... come lay down,

over here, on the couch.

- I don't wanna lay on the couch.

I wanna go--I wanna go lay with you in the room.

Come on, I wanna lay with you in the room.

- Gary, no, we can't do that. No, it--the couch is fine.

- You know I love you. - I do know. I know you do.

- I'm sorry about all of this. - I know.

- Okay. - I know. I know.

- GARY: I love you. - Yes.

- GARY: I'm sorry. - It's okay.

- I didn't mean for all this to happen.

- I know, I know, I know.

I'm sorry. - GARY: I love you so much.

- I love you too. Ow. - GARY: I love you so much.

- Ow, Gary. - GARY: Just wanna lay with you.

- Okay, yes, I know. Gary, that hurts, that--

- GARY: I'm sorry, baby. - Gary, that hurts. [groans]

I can't breathe, Gary, please, stop, stop! [yells] Gary.

[choking] Gary. Gary, I can't breathe.

[coughing]

- GARY: I love you so much. I love you, okay?

[crying] I'm sorry. I love you so much.

I just wanna be with you, I just wanna hold you.

- Zac, what the hell are you doing?

- I was...I was--I was working.

- Why are you staying here? Just come back.

- No, I can't do that. - Why not?

- I just need this to work. - It will.

- I'm talking about the project.

I ain't never had nothing in my life work,

I can't -- this up.

- So staying at my house is messing it up.

- Yes.

- Are you that focused? - Yes.

- So you're just gonna stay here?

- Yes. And shower at the airport.

- Zac.

You don't have to do that. - Yes, I do, Fatima.

- Just come to my-- - No, I cannot do that.

- Really? I came all the way over here to get you.

- Fatima, I really want this to work.

You gotta respect that. - I do.

- Alright, then. So just let me do me.

- Do you.

- I'm sorry. - No need to be sorry.

- Let me just walk you to your car.

- I'm good.

- Fatima, this is a bad neighborhood, yo.

- Look, I'm a Philly girl, I'm good.

- Come on. So you mad now? - I got in here, didn't I?

- Come on. - What?

- So you're mad now. - No, just...

- Just what? Say it. Just what?

- Look, it's good.

- That's all you wanted to say?

- Yeah, it's really good.

Is that all you wanted to say?

- Yeah.

- Alright, well, if you need a bed or a shower...

- I'm good. Trust me.

- Alright. Have a good night.

- Come on-- Damn.

- Oh, my god.

- [car engine stops] - Maurice.

What the hell happened? He's still laying here!

- Well? - Don't act like you don't care.

- I don't. - What if he's dead?

- I had a restraining order.

- Oh, my god, this is crazy. This is so crazy.

- Bri. Kick him.

- Maurice, I'm not gonna kick him.

- Kick him!

- Olonzo?

- Is he dead? - [gasps]

I don't know, I don't know. - Kick him again.

- It's not funny, Maurice.

- I ain't trying to be funny, I'm trying to see

if this mother -- dead! - Maurice, stop!

Oh, my god, give me my phone. - What for?!

- SABRINA: I gotta call the ambulance! Give me my phone!

- Call an amb--Oh, right. - Come on. Alright, Olonzo.

- Yeah, you can call a ride, too, b*tch!

- What?! Maurice! - [car engine starting]

- What are you doin-- Maurice, where are you going?!

- MAURICE: Bye, b*tch! - Maurice!

- [tires screeching]

- [phone buzzing]

- Hey, wake up, somebody blowing you up.

- What? - They keep calling, who is it?

- [exhales] - [phone buzzing]

- Oh. Oh, man. - Is everything okay?

- Yeah, it's just, uh... one of the men

from my men's group.

- Oh. I mean, do you want me to step out

and leave you here to take it, is it private?

- No, no, it's okay. Hello?

- Aaron, I'm gonna do it, man, I'm gonna do it.

- Wait, wait, hold on. Hold on, you're gonna do what?

- I can't hold on to this. - Okay, slow down.

Tell me what's going on.

- She was with another man.

- But--who? - The woman I've been seeing,

the one I've been telling you about.

- Okay, where are you? - You know what?

I don't deserve this. Alright? I--I--I try to be a good person.

Right? You know?

- Look, I--Look, sometimes God--

- No, don't mention God to me.

- Okay, look, settle down, just pull over

and tell me where you are, alright?

- GARY: No, I wanna know why all this is happening to me.

Okay? I--I--I try to do the right thing,

and...I--I--I--I know was married, but you know what?

I was trying to end it!

- Well, I told you, all you have to do is just--

- GARY: Hey, you told me to clean that up first, and--

I don't know why I didn't listen to you.

- Pull over, tell me where you are.

- I wanna know what did I do? You know? What did I do?!

- Tell me where you are, alright?

- I'm everywhere. - Gary, come on.

- He was in her house, Aaron. With my Andi.

You know I love her. I love her, man!

- Look, I know that you love Andi, okay?

- GARY: I did something bad, man.

- Wait, what did you do?

- GARY: I did something really bad.

[sniffles] I did something really bad.

- Is this Gary? Gary Borders?

- Yeah, this is your Andi? - Yes, what did he do to her?

- Oh. Okay, hold on a second.

Gary, where are you, man? What happened?

- I--I went to her house, I just went to talk to her!

- Okay, you went to Andi's house. And then what?

- You know, man, how much can one man take?

- Andi, call me back, okay? Call me back right now.

- I mean, how much can one man take, man?

[screams]

- Gary! - [crashing noises]

- [call dies]

- What did he do?! Let's go!

- Andi! - Andi.

- Andi.

- What happened?! - SABRINA: You're going to jail!

That's what happened. - Did I k*ll him?

- SABRINA: What do you think?!

- So, what's your day looking like?

- Cows, flies and manure.

- Look what he did to me!

I was just defending myself, I got even.

- I got a second job. - Selling that sh*t, Zac.

- No, I'm not. - Then you're cleaning sewage?

- How much time do I have?

- SABRINA: I'm sure they're on their way.

- Okay, well, let me put on some lashes

and take my hair down for my mug shot.

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