Original subtitles

- Something going on here.

It's bigger than us.

- ANDI: Previously on "Sistas"--

- I asked you to marry me.

- Let's just slow walk it.

- I love you.

You don't have to say it back.

- Why do you always pullinú away from me?

- I'm starting to fall for you hard.

- That's good, I like it. - No, it's not good.

- You like the drama. - It's not true.

And you better be careful this shit she's putting in your head.

- We're gonna go to the bank, and you're gonna give me

all the money that's in that bitch.

- Sabrina, do whatever he says.

- Sabrina, do whatever he says.

- You better listen to him.

Yo, y'all go watch the doors!

- SABRINA: [stammering]

- You came here by yourself? - Yes.

- Alright, is anybody else coming to work?

Answer me.

- No, no. - Okay, good.

Now you gonna come open this safe, alright?

You hear me?

- We--we can't do that.

- What the hell you mean?

I came here for the money. Where's the money?

- Uh, it's in the safe.

- QUE: Uh-huh.

- But I cannot open it.

- What the hell you mean you can't open it?

I'm sorry, sir.

- You the manager, huh?

Are you the manager?

- Yes, I'm one of them.

- Then you can open it.

- I'm sorry, I can't-- - Open it!

- [quivering]

I don't have--oooh--the ability to open it--the safe.

- QUE: You lying to me.

- I swear I'm not lying, I'm not.

- I will blow his -- brains out.

- Que, just--just hear her out.

Listen to her. - No.

- Que-- - Shut up, -- .

- Just listen to her-- - No!

One of y'all lying to me.

- We are not lying. - I didn't lie.

- No, you told me she could open it.

Didn't you?

- Maurice-- - Bitch, I didn't wanna die.

- So then you bring me in the middle of this?

- Who do you think I am?

Wonder Woman?

I can't dodge bullets.

I don't spin that fast no more.

- Maurice, it's not time for a joke right now.

- You mother -- think I'm playing?

- SABRINA: No.

- You making jokes right in front of me. You stupid?

This is serious!

Look around you!

- Dear, that gun is real deep down my throat.

- I don't give a shit. - Mm.

- Please--

- Look, I--I can tell you're a little agitated, and maybe

you need some of that shit.

But this is not--

- Shut the -- up!

Now you come open this safe.

- I can't do that. I can't. - You can't?

- SABRINA: No, please. - Then one of you about to die.

- Wa--wait, wait, wait.

- ♪ My girls hold me down ♪

♪ When them boys mess around ♪

♪ My love life is a headache ♪

♪ We goin' out tonight 'cause I'm looking for love ♪♪

- I'm not playing with you, hurry the -- up!

- I promise you, sir, I am telling you the truth.

[deep breathing]

- Then why lie to me, Maurice? Hmm?

You told me she could.

All that bullshit I did.

I don't even -- do that shit.

That ain't even -- me.

That even my -- M.O.

I'ma get this -- money, you hear me? Iúma get it.

I'm gonna get it.

If I don't get it, you dead, she dead, -- I might be dead,

I don't give a -- . Give me the -- money.

Think I'm playing?

- Que--Que, you need to calm down. Okay?

I--you seem--you seem nervous. - [stammering]

Yeah, yeah. - Que?

- Bitch, don't -- say my name.

- Okay.

- Hey, keep an eye on him.

I'm taking her to the vault.

- I can't open-- - QUE: Shut the -- up.

- You got him? - Yeah, I got him.

- QUE: Come on. - Shut the -- up!

- Come on, let's go. - Look at me.

- QUE: Come on. - SABRINA: I can't go, sir.

- QUE: What you mean you can't go?

- I can't open the vault. - What you mean?

Yes, you can, come on, let's go. - SABRINA: I have--I promise.

I promise, Maurice, tell him! Maurice!

- QUE: Come on, let's go! - I can't open--

- Sabrina, just do what he says?

- Shut the -- up!

- She can't open it.

She has to call corporate. - SABRINA: Okay.

- QUE: Pick up the -- phone.

Pick it up! - Ah!

Okay, okay, okay! Okay.

- I told you she needs to call corporate.

Listen, hear her out. - I'm--

- Maurice, talk to her.

- I just wanna explain to you before I--

- I said to explain! - Call, Sabrina, please.

- Please, I have to call them first.

Because I have the code, but then they have to unlock it

on their side too.

[heavy breathing]

But they have to see me on the camera.

So, if they see me, it's okay.

But if they see you, they are going to call the police.

- Okay, well, let me tell you something.

If this don't work, both of you mother -- is dead.

- I promise! I promise!

- QUE: Bring him up, John.

- SABRINA: [stammering]

Que, please, you don't have to do this.

- You don't tell me what I have to do, bitch.

- Uh!

Wasn't Maurice trying to help you?

- Shit, it's a dog-eat-dog world.

All he wanted was what everybody wanted.

- No. - And that's a -- piece of me.

- That's not true. - And you know what?

He got that. - That's not true, that's--

- And you know what else I want? I want -- money.

Money! - Okay, okay, I'll call them.

- QUE: Call them -- and do it now.

- [whispers] Call them. Call them.

- Let me--you're sweating. - Don't ask me shit.

- Oh, Que! Okay, okay.

- Pick up the phone. - Okay, okay, okay.

- [phone ringing]

- Hello, this is Sabrina Hollis.

At Brookhaven Bank & Trust.

Badge 25221.

Yes, I have a customer here who would like

to get into the vault.

Yes, I can have my access code ready in 45 seconds.

- ♪

- The developer wasn't finished on the project.

We ran into some trouble.

And so we had to go into foreclosure.

- Yes, I like it. I like it.

- The bank foreclosed on it three months ago,

so they're eager to get it off the books.

Now there's already some offers in, so if you want it, I suggest

you pull the trigger. - Right, right, right.

Okay. I like it, I like it.

- Okay, well, what do you say?

- Can I make a phone call?

- Sure. - Okay.

- FATIMA: Hey. - Hey.

Where are you?

- Just at work a little annoyed.

- ZAC: You okay, what's going on?

- Nothing.

- ZAC: You sure you don't wanna talk about it?

- No, you know, it's fine.

What's going on?

- Well, did you get the video?

- FATIMA: Yeah, I did, and I like it.

- I don't know.

- FATIMA: What?

- I don't know, I'm just a little nervous.

- Zac, don't be, okay?

Don't be afraid of it, if you like it.

- ZAC: Uh, just I really wanted you to see it though.

- Okay, I'm gonna--I'll see if I can sneak away.

- Okay.

- FATIMA: Alright, I'm gonna call you back in a bit.

- Great, I'll see you soon. You got the address, right?

- FATIMA: Yes, Wilcox Street. - Yes, 2433.

- FATIMA: Got it. I'll call you back, okay?

- Alright. - FATIMA: Alright, no problem.

Bye.

- Excuse me, Miss? - Yes?

- Um...I like it.

I like it a lot. - Great.

I'm sure the bank will be grateful to hear that.

- Yeah, I think--I think I wanna put an offer in.

- Okay.

- So, um, how do we get the ball rolling?

- Oh, well, a cash offer.

- Okay, what if I don't wanna do a full cash?

Can I do 50%?

- Um, okay, well, how's your credit?

- That's why I gotta do 50%.

- Oh, I see.

Well, with the rental income next door, I'm sure I can get

one of my lenders to jump all over it.

- Oh, you think so? - Absolutely.

Let me get one on the phone.

I'll be right back. - Yes, yes, yes.

- And take a look around. - I will.

- Um...one question.

- Yeah?

- Are you married? - Huh?

- Engaged? Dating?

- Do they ask all them questions on the application?

- No, no. I just wanted to know.

- Oh, no, I'm--I'm not married or engaged.

- Oh. Well, I was thinking that maybe we could

meet for drinks sometime.

- I am seeing someone though.

- Oh. [laughs] - Yeah.

- Oh, that's too bad.

- Come on, don't do that. - What?

- Don't tell me you're not gonna work hard for me now

because I'm seeing somebody.

- Uh, no. Not at all. - Okay.

- A girl can ask, right?

- Yes, I just had to make sure.

I just had to make sure, you know, people be mad, so--

- Look, don't blame me, you know, it was the suit.

- Oh, was it? - Mm-hmm.

- Thank you, thank you, that suit looks very nice as well.

- Well, thank you.

- Thank you, I'm gonna go look around.

- Alright. - Yes.

- Thank you. Thank you.

- What she say?

What she say?

- Anita said she'll call me back.

- Why she wanna call you back?

- Because she has to do everything on her side.

- No, this some bullshit. - No, no, no.

- Why she wanna call you back? - I promise you, it's not

bullshit, she has to do what she has to do, I promise.

- Que, you too jumpy. - Shut the -- up.

You don't -- know me. - Uh!

- Listen-- - You don't -- know me!

- I know-- - You don't -- know me!

[heavy breathing]

You go watch the back, I got the front.

Let's -- go. Move! - Okay.

- Move. Go fast, let's move. - Ooh, okay.

- What did I say? - SABRINA: Ah, okay.

- MAURICE: Sabrina, just be quiet.

[whispers] Just be quiet.

- And if I see the police, both of y'all mother -- is dead.

And I mean dead.

- ♪

- [door opens]

- Bitch, what code was that you gave her?

That ain't your badge number.

- I gave her the robbery code.

- Why didn't you just give him the money?

- I can't get in the vault.

- That's real?

- Maurice, did you not read the handbook?

Yes, it's real.

- I ain't got time to read all that shit.

- Well, if you had, you wouldn't be in this situation.

- If I hadn't been chasing -- , I wouldn't have been

in this situation.

- Maurice, how did this happen?

- I don't wanna talk about it.

- Maurice, you know we're gonna have to talk to the police.

- I know.

- Please, tell me.

- He came over to my house, and we -- .

And then he put a gun to my head.

- Maurice--

- [sighs] - I'm sorry.

- I already feel bad enough about it.

- I know. I know.

I'm--I'm sorry if I'm trying to--

you know, I don't wanna make you feel worse.

- That's exactly what you're doing.

- Maurice, I need you to be more careful.

- Sabrina. - I--

I'm sorry.

- What is taking them so long?

- I don't know. - Uh.

- Oh-- - Police!

- No, no, no, we work here!

- I don't have a weapon!

- Alright, it's alright, you're safe.

- Thank you.

- They ran out the back and front door.

But we have a perimeter.

- SABRINA: Okay. - Are you okay?

- Uh. - Yes, I'm fine, thank you.

Ooh. - You, ma'am?

- Yeah, I'm fine, thanks, Officer. Thanks.

- What the hell do I look like?

I'm very delicate under this big frame, Officer.

- Okay. - Delicate.

- Yeah, we know. - I understand.

We're gonna need to get your statements.

- MAN ON RADIO: 482. - SABRINA: Okay, okay.

- Alright, right this way then.

- Are you sure they're gone?

- Yes, ma'am.

We've got 40 police officers out there.

We will catch them. - How'd they get away?

- Okay, thank you.

- Did, uh, either one of you know 'em?

- He did. - Sabrina!

- Just tell them, Maurice.

- How you gonna rat on me to 12?

- Come on, we'll take your statement.

- Let's go.

- ♪

- Don't look at these colors, guys.

Don't be alarmed.

Don't touch me like that, white mother--

- ♪

♪ Big boss anything ♪

♪ Big, big boss anything ♪

♪ Big, big, big boss anything ♪

♪

- Danni?

- What?

- Hey.

- Oh, hey.

- How are you?

- I'm okay.

- It's really good to see you.

- Thank you.

It's good to see you too.

With clothes on, no less. [laughs]

- Come on, I can't walk around naked every day.

- Why not? You do it every night.

- I get paid for that.

- I hear that, yeah.

- How are you?

- Uh, since the last time you asked me, I've been through

a lot, but I'm hanging in there.

I'm hanging in.

- I did ask you that. - [laughs] Yeah.

Where you heading?

- Coming back from Miami.

- Oh, Miami.

- Yeah, I had a weekend up there.

- Working?

- Yeah, you know, gotta make them stacks.

- I bet you do.

You still sleeping with the girls you, uh, dance for?

- Now you know that ain't me.

- Shit. Okay.

- Just 'cause we had sex, you think I do it all the time.

- You tell me there's no sex in the Champagne VIP Room?

And we didn't have sex by the way.

- I don't know what you call it.

- I call it you being so drunk that your thing was between

my thighs and you didn't know the difference.

- Damn.

- Yeah, you were green, but you had fun.

So that's what counts, you know?

I'm happy you were happy.

- Well, I better know the difference now.

- You better go on.

- Okay, so when I was fat in college you wanted me,

but now you don't?

- Fuego, that was a pity -- .

It was--it was pitiful.

- You're wrong for that.

- You're wrong for almost--[coughs]--it happened,

we're past it. Let's move on.

Go have fun at the club tonight. Flourish.

- I haven't seen you at Eden.

- Oh, you're not going to, I ain't got money to be

throwing at y'all. - Not even me?

- Especially not you, Mr. Miami.

- Well, I would love to see you there.

- You know, ain't no future in shaking ass or selling ass,

for that matter.

- You know how much money I'm making?

- Whatever.

- [laughs] I mean, I'm killing it.

- Alright, but what you gonna do when you're 40,

and your balls sagging, you got gray pubic hair.

- I'll have so much money by then.

And I can buy dye.

- You're gonna dye your pubic hair?

Don't that burn a little bit?

- I mean, not really.

You know what I'm saying?

- I wouldn't--I wouldn't know, um, but if you say you got

enough to retire on from now to 90,

then hey, you do you.

- Come to Eden.

- I'm not.

- I'll get you and your girls a table on me.

- Why? So we can just see you

lost all that weight and your damn mind at the same time?

- And gained it in all the right places.

- Except your brain.

- Yeah, okay.

You call me if you wanna come.

- If you buying...I'll think about it,

like at best. - Okay.

- And you gotta get us bottles, 'cause I'm not

spending a damn dime. - I got you.

- And cover parking. Valet.

Including the tip. - Okay. Done.

- You got it like that, huh?

- I'm telling you, I'm killing it.

- Okay, boy. Good for you.

- Call me.

- Yeah, yeah, see ya later.

- ♪

- Damn.

- ♪

- ♪

- Alright, you're all set.

All paid out too, so I'll see you next week.

Thank you.

- Okay, you laid that hair, Miss Karen.

- It looks good, huh?

- Yeah, but you know she gonna start going to Isaiah.

- Really, Pam? You had to say that?

- Half the people on the books have canceled.

- I know, I know.

- How you gonna make it like that?

- I will.

- You know I need my paycheck, right?

- Pam, look, I'm gonna go to the bank, okay?

- To cash the check that Zac gave you?

- How the hell did you know that?

- I didn't.

[laughs] I guessed.

Thank you for your confirmation.

- Pam, Pam, Pam.

- So how much he give you?

- Mm, enough to make you mind your business.

- Well, I hope it's enough to make this place keep moving.

- It is.

- And to pay me? - Yes.

- Okay, Zac.

He might not come when you want him,

but he always on time. Mm.

- So he's the lord now, huh?

- You better thank the lord that he used him to come through

for you.

- Mm.

- You know I'm right.

- All those years that you've been with Zac broke...

and now he's using him to deliver.

- Right.

- Karen, are you getting upset?

- Uh, no, I just need you to do your job.

- Ooh, you mad-mad.

- ♪

♪ You make it real hard to break ♪

♪

- [sighs]

- He is still blocking me.

Tta.

- [phone dialing]

- [phone ringing]

- [sighs] Hey.

- Why you still got me blocked?

- ZAC: Oh, uh, yeah.

- It's okay.

It's fine.

- Alright, my bad, I didn't mean to keep you blocked.

I just felt like it would be best that way.

- KAREN: And why is that?

- Because--what do you want, Karen?

- Look, um...

the girls don't know this, but one of my stylists left and

started his own thing.

And I was starting to get worried until you gave me

that check.

- ZAC: Well, I'm glad I could help you as much

as you helped me. - Yeah.

It couldn't have come at a better time.

- Same could be said for your timing.

- KAREN: Yeah, right.

Um, you wanna do dinner maybe?

- Dinner?

- KAREN: Yeah, I mean, I wanna talk to you.

You ain't have to give me the money.

- [laughs] That's funny.

Karen, if I ain't give you that money, and your girls told you

I had it, you'd be pissed.

- I know what kind of man you are, Zac.

- ZAC: Yeah, I know, the type of man that steals credit cards,

right?

- ♪

- I've apologized for that.

- Yeah, I guess it's water under the bridge, right?

- KAREN: Good. So...

let's do dinner then.

- No, I'm gonna have to pass on that.

- You good on all that?

That's how it is?

- ZAC: This is how it is.

- ♪

- Okay, um-- - Alright, look,

I'm in the middle of something, alright?

Can I just give you a call back? Alright.

- KAREN: Alright. - [phone beeps]

- Water under the bridge, huh?

- On me now. All on me now.

She got three years.

- [sighs]

- ♪

- Pam? - Hmm?

- I'm gonna head to the bank. - Okay.

- Alright, I'll see ya.

- Okay, see ya later, girl.

- ♪

- This really gonna cost a grip.

A lot of money.

I'm gonna call...

one more time.

Where are you?

- I'm right here. [laughs]

- What's up? - Nothing.

- I'm glad you made it. - Yeah.

- I missed you. - Boy.

- Nah, for real.

So check this out. What do you think?

- I love the outside, but ain't nothing in here.

And I need to get back to work.

- Okay, it's a work in progress, but just--just see it,

like visualize it. - Okay.

- Are you visualizing? - Mm-hmm. Yeah, okay.

- I could see a bedroom over here.

- Okay. - See a kitchen over here.

What you think about the neighborhood?

- The neighborhood is really nice.

- Ain't it nice? - It's nice, yeah.

It's close to a school. And I saw two daycares.

- What?

- No, Zac, I'm talking about for resale.

- Oh, no-- - I'm not pregnant.

- I--you never know. You never know, I was, you know--

- Yeah, I'm not--I'm not ready to tamper with this body, so--

- I wanna tamper with it. - Yeah, you do that.

- I do do that, don't I? - [laughs]

- So--no, I'm seriously thinking like the bedroom

could be here. - Okay.

- I'm not sure yet. The kitchen here.

Can you see it?

- I--I can't see nothing, no.

- You can't see it?

I can see everything. - Hmm-mm.

- I could see a kitchen right here.

I could see you in the kitchen. - Mm-hmm.

- Cooking in the kitchen, can't you see that?

- I can see that.

And I can also see you cooking for me in the kitchen.

- I'll do that.

I'll do that, I'll Chef Boy-a-Zac some stuff up.

- Okay. - You know what I'm saying?

- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, I can do that, yeah.

- But, look, I gotta go, so is this the exact same next door?

- Yes, it's the exact same so-- - Okay.

- --I can rent it out.

And, uh, I'm gonna put 50% down to make sure I'm good.

- Zac, that's a lot.

- Listen, I just wanna make sure it's paid off. You know?

- Okay. You got it. - I do.

Why you always do that? - What?

- Always say things to make me feel good.

- 'Cause I want you to feel good.

- Well, you're doing a good job.

You know, you and this suit. - Mm-hmm.

In this suit, yeah, I like it. - You like it?

- Yeah, you're doing a pretty good job with me, too.

- Am I? - Mm-hmm.

- Am I? Give me a kiss. - You are.

- Are you going back to work?

- Yes, I gotta go.

- Alright, am I gonna see ya later?

- Yeah, as long as you keep that suit on.

- Oh, I plan on it.

As long as you keep that dress on.

- As long as you take it off of me.

- Oh, I plan on doing that too. - Okay.

- Oh, don't get done up here in the wood, I got wood for you

in the wood, wood in the wood. - Boy, bye.

- Alright, you better go to work.

- Well, look, I'm so happy that you're happy.

- Thank you. - Yeah. You deserve it.

- I appreciate it.

'Preciate it, it feels good.

It feels good.

Alright, get to work, get to work. Alright.

- Mm, bye. - Bye.

Ah, man.

- [indistinct chatter]

- Sorry, ma'am, we're closed.

- Oh no, excuse me, Officer.

I know her. It's okay. Please.

Thank you.

- What is going on?

- We just got robbed.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah.

- What happened?

- It's okay, they're about to be done

with their investigation.

We're probably gonna close up right now.

- That's crazy.

Was it at gunpoint?

- Yeah.

- Oh my God.

- She doesn't wanna say it's because of me.

- Maurice. - I had a man at my house,

and he used me.

- SABRINA: Stop, okay? Don't-- - It's my fault.

- No.

- It's all my fault.

I'm just a lonely bitch, I guess.

- ♪

- Um, are you sure you're okay?

- Yeah, I'll be okay.

What are you doing here?

- I came to make a deposit, but never mind.

I could do this later.

- No, it's okay.

I can put it in the system.

Give it to me.

- Are you sure you're up to it?

- Yeah. It's Maurice I have to worry about right now.

- Okay, so-- - Yeah, I know.

Was it a check? - Yeah.

- Zac, yeah.

- Whoa. - Yeah.

- Whoa, Zac, wow. - Yeah.

He actually gave me the money.

- That's really nice of him.

- Yeah, and it came at the perfect time.

I mean--[sighs]

- Good for you. - Yeah.

It was real thoughtful of him. - Yeah.

- I'm happy he's getting on his feet.

- Mm-hmm.

- Everything he's been struggling with, I mean--

- Karen. - Yeah?

- Mm, are you feeling Zac?

- Sabrina, I love him.

You know I love him.

I'll always love him. - Right.

I know that you love him.

But are you feeling him now?

- No, I just think I judged him too hard, that's all.

- Well, Karen, I--you said judged?

- Didn't you just get robbed?

Calm down a little bit. Bring your energy down, okay?

- Mm-hmm. So?

- What?

- How's Aaron?

- He's good. He's fine. Yeah.

- Mm-hmm, good and fine. - Yeah.

- Okay.

- He, um...

He asked me to marry him.

- Um--[clears throat]

Excuse me, what? - Mm-hmm.

- Is he--is he joking?

- No, serious.

- Okay, and what did you say?

- I said that we should just wait and see.

- Okay, good.

[laughs]

- Good, 'cause you don't like him or--

- Oh, no, no, no.

I mean, I just feel like you guys should take some more time,

you know, get to know each other--

- Yeah. - --and feel it out.

- Yeah, me too. - SABRINA: Yeah.

Especially since Zac is still around.

- Zac ain't around.

- SABRINA: The new Zac.

- Okay, Sabrina. Thank you.

- I mean, you are feeling him, aren't you?

- Okay, are you done? - SABRINA: Yes.

- Is it processed? - SABRINA: It's processed,

it's processed. - Okay, thank you.

- Here's your--dinner on you? - No.

- Okay, call me later.

- Are you sure you're okay?

- You know how I deal.

I'm fine. - Okay.

- Have a nice day. - Okay, alright, I'm leaving.

- Karen Taylor. - Uh, stop.

Stop it.

Uh, Maurice?

Sorry that happened.

- Me too. I guess...

I'll be an old lady, get a rocking chair

and rock 'til I die.

- Okay, well, on that note, just know that I'm sorry, okay?

- Thank you, Karen. - KAREN: Bye.

I'll see ya later.

- ♪

- Maurice, you want me to take you home?

- No, I'll just walk.

- Come on, you know you hate to walk.

- Maybe if I'm lucky enough, I'll get hit by a car.

- Don't speak that into existence.

Come, let me take you home.

Come on.

You want a glass of wine?

We can wear our bonnets.

- Okay, well, let me get my things.

- [phone buzzing]

- Hi.

- Hey, let me get Danni on the line.

- ANDI: Okay.

- [phone buzzing]

- What is up?

- Hey, Andi, you there?

- ANDI: Yeah, what's going on?

- Well, Sabrina just got robbed at the bank.

- DANNI: That damn bank right there?

- She's fine though.

- Is she?

- KAREN: Yeah, I'm here now.

But you know, she was robbed at gunpoint.

- Okay, I'm on my way.

- KAREN: No, no, don't come.

They're closing up, and she going home.

- ANDI: Alright, so we should meet her at her place?

- No, how 'bout y'all just finish work and we can all meet

up there after.

- Alright, you sure we shouldn't just come now?

- KAREN: I'm looking at her.

- ANDI: Okay, I will see you at 6.

- KAREN: I'll be there.

- I'm gonna call her real quick.

- No, Danni, just--just wait, okay?

- DANNI: Alright, I'll see you at 6.

- Alright.

But I know she's stressed, because I was making a deposit.

And she was shaking and--

- DANNI: Ah, shit, I'll be there.

- Alright, but, Danni...don't come high.

- Don't say stupid shit to me, Karen, alright?

I'm coming high.

Goodbye.

"Don't come high."

- [exhales]

- ♪

- Hi.

- Hey.

- What are you doing here?

- I was looking for Fatima.

- She's running an errand.

- Oh.

Oh, okay.

- So why are you behind her desk?

- I was just making a call.

- On her phone? - Yes.

- So--

- Kinda feels like you--you lawyering me right now.

- I'm just asking questions, because it's not making

much sense to me.

- I see.

You're a suspicious one, aren't you?

- I can be.

- Well, I was just making a call, like I said.

- Well, if you're done with your call...

you can come from around her desk.

- [laughs] You don't trust me, do you, Andi?

- I don't know you.

And, frankly, Fatima deals with a lot of confidential

information for me, so--

- I see.

Well, we work at the same firm, so--

- Different divisions. - Right.

- Right. - Right.

- So, um...

I can show you out.

- Okay. Sure.

- Hey. - Long break?

- Sorry. - It's okay.

- You need anything? - No.

- Okay, I'll be in my office.

- Fatima? - Yeah?

- Why was Hayden in your office behind your desk?

- Behind my desk?

- Yeah, do you know why?

- No, did you ask him why?

- He said he was looking for you, but it was clear

that he had been there for a bit.

- Mm. Okay.

- What--what are you about to do?

- I'm about to go ask his bitch ass.

- Okay.

- What the hell were you doing in my office?

- I was looking for you.

- Why?

- I wanted to talk to you, obviously.

- What is it?

- How you doing?

- Hayden?

- HAYDEN: What?

- I'm the wrong bitch to be playing games with.

- Why you calling yourself a bitch?

That's not nice.

- Well, if you are playing games, you better pray to God

I don't find out.

- And you won't find out anything,

because there's nothing to find out.

- Okay. - Okay.

Hey, Fatima!

- What? - One more thing.

Make sure you knock before you come in my office.

- -- you.

- Uh-huh.

- ♪

- [sighs]

Thank you for bringing me home, girl.

- Mm-hmm.

- [exhales]

- Ah, you sure you're okay?

- I'm good.

How are you?

- Little nervous.

- You want a drink?

- ♪

- Well-- - Come on!

They made us close the bank.

- [sighs]

- ♪

- Yeah.

Yeah, I'll have one.

- MAURICE: Perfect.

- ♪

- Mm.

Mm, mm, mm.

- ♪

- What a day?

- Uh.

- You know that we're gonna be on the news this afternoon?

- Child, I know.

I guess you're first.

- I am the lady.

- Well--

- Sorry, it's your house but--[giggles]

Oh my gosh, what did you end up telling them?

- I told them the truth.

That I'm a miserable lonely bitch, who was so desperate for

company that he let a fine piece of ass come in and steal

everything that he worked hard for.

- Maurice, you didn't do that.

- When he robbed Calvin, I should have just ended it then.

But of course, Maurice... -- chaser.

- Maurice, come on, don't beat yourself up.

- I'm lonely, Sabrina.

I'm a lonely bitch.

- What do you mean?

- It's the truth.

That's just the truth.

- Maurice, I'm sorry.

- Don't be sorry.

It's life, right.

It's always been my life.

- I'm sure there are a lot of guys out there.

- Child, please.

All the guys out here on dating apps, whoring around,

sleeping with anybody they can.

- All of them?

- If they're not married or old or settled down,

they're just -- -- -- anybody they can.

- I don't know, I just feel like there has to be some good guys.

I know some good gay guys out there.

- Look...I'm not thin.

I don't have a six-pack, a small waist.

I'm fat and I'm fem...

and undesirable.

They always go for the ones that look like the ones

that you like.

- ♪

- Like Que.

So...

when I had him, I knew it wasn't real.

But I just held on to it.

And even though it was empty.

- I know there's good healthy gay relationships

out there, right? Where the people are loving

and kind. - Bitch, where?

- Come on, don't be so cynical.

There are.

- I'm done.

- Ple-- - MAURICE: I'm done.

- Really? Really?

Really, you're gonna let one bad relationship make you lose

your self-esteem?

- I don't give a -- about him.

What's making me lose my self-esteem is

these damn colors I'm wearing.

He didn't even let me put on my good bra.

- Stop it.

- But the lie, Sabrina.

The lie of the sex.

Him smiling at me.

I knew it wasn't real.

I knew he was a hustler.

But I never thought he would rob the -- bank.

I just--

- Just what?

- Nothing. - No, no, no, tell me.

- Sabrina...

when your mom and dad hate you for being gay,

it's hard to believe anybody else can love you.

So I just go with it.

And for those few minutes of pleasure...

I do whatever I can to feel loved.

Even know I know it ain't nothing but empty-ass sex.

I don't know why I do it to myself.

- I'm just--I'm sorry, Maurice.

- Don't be sorry, don't cry for me, Argentina.

- What?

- Nothing.

[sighs]

- Well, why don't we just finish this glass of wine

and go to the Proud Bar

and see if there are some good men out there?

- Mm. Not tonight, I'm tired.

I think I'm just gonna lay down.

I'll probably get fired for this one.

- No, no, no, no, they're not gonna fire you.

- Mm, yes, they will.

It's okay, I'll be alright.

- Maurice, come on, let's go.

Let's--let's just have a drink.

- No, no, no, no.

Not tonight.

- [dish clangs]

- Hi.

Sorry, I didn't know anyone was here.

- ♪

- What'd you say?

- ♪

- Oh, um...

- SABRINA: Next on "Sistas"--

- I'm gonna go. - Hmm-mm.

- Please, just let me explain.

- You're gonna explain with your -- out?

- I literally don't know what to say.

- Why'd you come here?

- I came to -- . - Scusi?

- Don't you see what she's doing?

Any woman that will bring another woman

into your fiancée's bed and not tell them

wants to have sex with you, Gary.

- Are Zac and Fatima together?

- Are you still feeling Zac like that?