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- PAMELA: I will seriously consider

being your one and only.

- MALE NARRATOR: Previously on "BRUH"...

- It'll just be you and me. - I heard you called it off.

Did it have something to do with Bill?

- PAMELA: That girl earlier? - MIKE: She meant nothing.

- What about that girl, Andi? - She's in the past.

- I'm sorry, I'm not a bad person.

- I know you're not.

- PAMELA: You better be sure this is what you want.

- It is what I want. - It's about Regina.

- ♪ I don't care

- Listen. - [gargling]

- She didn't get married. - What?

- I'm at peace with my decision.

I have a girlfriend out in LA,

maybe I'll go spend some time with her.

- Let's go! - You're not going over there

like this! - Like what?

- Hey, man, hurry up! Man!

- Is this better?

- You smell better, yeah.

- Alright, well, let's go.

- I got a better idea. - BILL: What?

- Let's go by the sandwich shop.

- Wait, why?

- Because that's where she is.

- Well, it's your mama. Of course that's where she is--

- Not my mama, boy. Regina.

- Wait, what?

- Regina stopped by the sandwich shop

on her way to the airport.

That's where she is.

- Wait, so hold up, so--so she flying out like today?

- Yes. Today, today.

- Alright, well, take me to the shop.

- Okay, but my mama gonna kill me, so...

- BILL: J, come on man. I'm running out of options.

I need you, please. - I said okay.

- Okay, thank you. Let's go.

What are you waiting for? - Alright. Go get dressed!

- JOHN: Get dressed! - Oh, shoot.

That's why you my boy. Love you!

- Boy, if you touch me in my face

after you just came out the bathroom,

I will whoop your ass.

- My hands are clean this time.

- You okay? - Yeah, fine.

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

- JOHN: You sure? - Yeah, man, look.

I got another opportunity to get back

the woman I love.

- Okay.

- BILL: Thank you.

- For what?

- For doing this for me.

- Bill, I didn't do this for you to get all worked up, man.

There ain't no guarantees.

- Yo, I'm not worked up, baby. I'm not worked up.

- JOHN: You look worked up.

- See, you don't--you don't see it.

She called off the wedding.

- JOHN: I know that.

- That means she wanted me to stop it.

- She still haven't called you, Bill.

- Well, we 'bout to go ask her why.

- Bill, just don't get your hopes up, man, okay?

- BILL: J, I'm not a damn kid.

I know what I'm doing.

- JOHN: Okay, you just didn't look like you did before.

But you know what you're doing. - Yeah, alright.

- You sure you're okay? - I'm good, okay.

So, alright, let's go!

- Can you do me one more favor? - What, nigga?!

- Go put on some more damn clothes!

Your shirt is not on! - BILL: Oh. See--

That's where you--

- Don't fucking touch me in my face.

- This good? - JOHN: Yeah.

- She gonna like this one?

- You sure you're okay?

- Why do you keep asking me that?

- 'Cause you were just fucking drunk

and you're like--you're fidgety.

- Ain't nothing like a good shower, boy. Just woo!

Okay, we need to--we need to figure out, um,

what flight she's on.

- She's on the 2:30 flight.

But you know you gotta get a ticket to get--

We're not going to the airport, why are we talking about that?

- Well--well, even if we do--it's a safety, baby.

So, just in case--just in case we miss her at your mom's.

We gotta go do that so-- let's get it!

- Okay, well you need to get a ticket

if you're gonna try to meet her at the gate.

- No, no, hold up. Don't you owe me like 50 stacks?

- What that got to do with anything?

- Break out your phone, get me a ticket

on the way to your mom's.

- I ain't got no money for no ticket,

that's why I been asking y'all for money.

If I have money to buy you a ticket, nigga, I wouldn't

have asked you for money. - BILL: Where's your phone?

Don't tell me your phone's cut off again, J.

- Nigga, let's go. You trying to get your girl or not?

You sitting here talking about me.

- Let's go!

- JOHN: Wait, wait, wait. Where you going?!

Come back here, hold on one second.

Let's get it together. - J, come on, man.

- I'mma ask you one more time, you alright?

- Yeah, nigga, why you keep asking me that?

- 'Cause your ass fell off a horse.

So stuff could be rattling up there.

You might have CTE. Do you know what that is?

- I'm fine, man.

- How many fingers am I holding up?

- Wait, wait, how many fingers am I holding up?

- Okay, I guess you're fine. Let's go.

- Let's go, J! - [sighs]

- MALE SINGER: ♪ Navigating through this state of life ♪

♪ Trying to find me shawdy and make her mine ♪

♪ Now I'll find one in no time

♪ With the help from my homies

♪ I'm going up with my bruhs

♪ Going up, we're going up

♪ With my bruhs

♪ Going up

♪ Going up, we're going up with bruhs ♪

♪ Going up, we're going up with bruhs ♪

♪ Going up, we're going up with the bruhs ♪♪

- Good morning.

- You're still here?

- Yes, I am.

- So, no transfer?

- VALERIE: Come on.

Haven't I been behaving?

- Yeah, yeah, you have.

- So, thank you.

- What can I do for you, Valerie?

- I just have this feeling--

- Valerie.

- Not about you.

- Alright, then what's it about?

- The woman in the waiting room.

- Okay, what about her?

- She's been here before.

I think she's being beaten by her husband.

- Okay, well, did you call the police?

- No, I didn't.

- Well you need to call the police.

- VALERIE: I can't really. - Why not?

- He is the police.

- ♪

- That guy?

- VALERIE: Yeah.

- Okay.

- What are you gonna do?

- I'm gonna take care of it.

- Thank you. Here.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, this is Dr. Jarvis' patient.

- He won't care. - Well, I can't.

- No, Tom, you need to take it.

Okay, he saw her last time.

I told him about it, and he just ignored me.

- So, how are you so sure that you're right?

- I used to be her.

- Wait, what?

- I'm gonna go grab her.

- ♪

- Just go sit on the exam table, okay?

- TOM: I'm Dr. Brooks, I'm--

- I'm supposed to see Dr. Jarvis.

- Yes, well, I'll be seeing you today.

- No, I have to see Dr. Jarvis.

- Anything that he can do, I assure you I can do

as well, ma'am.

- You don't understand.

- It's okay.

- No, it's not.

- Hey, look at me.

It's okay, alright?

Can you tell me what happened?

- I--I fell.

- You fell?

- Yeah, I fell and I'm in a lot of pain

and I need pain meds.

So can you get me some?

Dr. Jarvis just writes me a prescription.

- Well, it says here that he's written you a lot

of prescriptions.

- No, not that many.

- Well, you're actually over the legal limit.

- Can you please get Dr. Jarvis?

- Ma'am, he could really get in a lot of trouble for this.

- No.

- So do, um, do--you have an addiction to pain pills?

- Nope. - TOM: Are you sure?

- I said no.

- Okay, because it looks like you have a lot of prescriptions

and, uh--

- Can you, can you get Dr. Jarvis?

- Ma'am, he's not gonna be able to help you right now.

- Fine.

- Hold on, hold on.

- What?

- What happened to your face?

- It's nothing.

- Ms. Watters, I'm--I'm gonna have to call the police.

- No. - TOM: Yes.

- No, no, no, you can't!

- I can help you.

- No, no, no, no.

- TOM: I can help you.

- No, you can't help me.

- Yes, I know plenty of people on the police force,

it's not just your husband. - No.

You can't help me.

- Wait, wait, wait, just wait.

Um, I'll write you the prescription.

- You will? - Yes.

Yeah. - Okay.

- TOM: Alright.

But first I'll need a little blood work

and we'll do some x-rays.

- Um, why--why do we have to do all of that?

- Well, I just want to make sure that you're good,

no broken bones. I'm fine.

No, I'm fine.

Ah, mmm.

- Well, that doesn't look like that's fine, okay?

Hey, look at me.

Please, let me help you. - LENA: Okay.

- Okay. - Okay.

- Alright, please, I'mma--I'll be right back.

- LENA: Okay. - Okay.

Hey, do you need something for the pain right now?

- No. I just need the prescription.

I can take them later.

- Okay, I'll be right back. - LENA: Thanks.

- ♪

- So?

- I think you're right.

- Yeah.

- And you're a victim?

- Yes.

- I didn't know that.

- There's a lot about me that you don't know.

- Yeah, yeah, I see that.

- Don't--don't be giving me those eyes.

- What--what are you talking about? What eyes?

- Those "you've been through so much,"

"I feel so bad for you" eyes.

I'm fine.

- That wasn't what I was doing.

- Good.

'Cause you want to save somebody, save her.

There he is.

- I'm gonna go talk to him.

- Good luck.

- ♪

- TOM: Are you Mr. Watters?

- Blaylock.

- Oh, okay, are you the husband of Lena?

- Yeah. Is she okay?

- Yeah, well, we're just--we're gonna run some tests.

- Oh, she doesn't need any tests.

Dr. Jarvis just usually gives her a script

and then we're good. - Oh, okay.

Well, he won't be doing that today, so--

- Why not? Where is he?

- I'll be the one to look out for her today.

- We need Dr. Jarvis.

- I said I'll be the one looking out for her today.

- Okay, well, then we're leaving.

- Wait, stop, stop for a second.

What, uh--what district do you work for?

What precinct?

- Excuse me?

What did she tell you?

- I mean, she didn't tell me anything.

But what makes you think that she did?

- What's with all the questions, kid?

- Oh, I have my reasons. - Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Well, to hell with you and your reasons.

- Hey, hey, stop, stop! What do you think you're doing?!

Get your hands off me! - Get off, boy!

- Get your hands off me! - Hey, hey, hey!

Listen, she's not going anywhere.

I haven't discharged her yet.

- Lena!

- I just told you, she's not going anywhere.

- Lena!

- Get your hand off me, Officer.

- Lena.

Lena!

- She hasn't been discharged yet.

- She's going.

- No, no, Officer, she's staying.

- You wanna bet? - No.

- Oh, oh, big man.

Well, guess what? You wanna know what?

She said she's thinking of hurting herself.

So technically she has to remain in our custody.

That is the law, Officer. - Did you say that?

- No, no. - Yes, yes, she said that.

- LENA: I didn't--

- So you know if you take her out of here

then you're breaking the law. - No, I didn't say that.

- Mrs. Watters, please return to the room, please.

Thank you. - No, I have to go.

- It's okay, Lena. Go on. - No, babe.

No, I can go with you. - I'll be back.

- Mrs. Watters, please, please. - I'll go with you.

- I said go on!

Okay, Doc?

Okay. - Have a good day, Officer.

- Oh, I will.

- I know you will.

- You don't know what you've done.

- Oh, I think I do.

- And what's that?

- I just helped you.

- You just killed me.

- ♪

- [humming]

Come in.

- Hi. - Hi.

Look, I made you this.

- Wow. - Yeah.

And this. - Wow.

- I know you like sushi. - I do.

I also like it from Lee's. I mean...

I saw the bag.

- BOTH: [laughing]

- I tried.

- No, it's the thought that counts.

Okay, so tell me, how was your day?

- So far so good.

But I feel like my night's gonna be better.

- Why is that?

- Because you're gonna be here.

- That's so sweet. So sweet! - It's so sweet.

- You're so sweet. - What does that mean?

- I don't think I'm gonna stay the night.

Like, actually, I'm not gonna stay the night with you.

- Why?

- I think we need to slow walk this.

So we can be sure, you know?

- Damn--damn, we just talked about this.

- I know.

- Are you that afraid of me? - PAMELA: No.

I feel like I'm that afraid of me though.

- What does that mean? - [sighs]

When I give my heart, Mike--

- Babe, relax. It's gonna be okay.

- Is it? - Yes.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

- I've just, I've heard that before.

- You've never heard that from me.

- Unh-uh.

- Okay.

Let's not talk about this slow walk shit.

- Well, we need to.

- Okay.

- PAMELA: Okay.

- What happened?

- For instance.

Like here.

- I like these. - Mmhmm.

- These are cute, these are nice.

- Yeah, they're not mine.

And, uh...

these, it's disgusting.

And like those over there--

- Mm-hmm.

- --not mine, Mike. Why do you look so--

You look--come on.

You're a lawyer, I'm sure you have something to say.

- Ah, uh...

you sure they're not yours?

- Yes, I'm sure.

- Okay.

- And like the thing is, is we just moved

the furniture in a few days ago, you know.

- Come on.

- No, so I really don't even want to know.

- I was lonely. - You--"I was lonely."

- I was lonely for you, that's a compliment. No?

- No, that's not a compliment.

No, 'cause you were running after me,

but meanwhile you had all these girls here.

And honestly, psycho ones at that.

'Cause who just leaves their underwear in--

Okay.

- MIKE: Yeah, yeah.

- Yeah what?

- Yes, there were girls here.

- PAMELA: Okay, so-- - Some nasty--nasty--

Yeah, there were some girls here.

There were some girls here. - PAMELA: Okay.

- Okay.

- Great, so that's why we need to slow walk it.

- [sighs] Look, Pam...

- It's for both of us, you know.

- I'm over it.

- Wow, just like that? - Yeah.

- Okay.

- Babe.

- Babe. - Babe.

- Babe. - Babe.

- What? Say it.

- I feel emptier than a condom wrapper when--

- BOTH: [laughing]

- What? - I just want you.

- Okay, take it easy.

This is exactly why we just

need to like slow walk this.

Okay?

- Okay.

So that means we're exclusive? - Mm-hmm.

- But just slow walking? - Yeah.

- MIKE: Whatever that means. - That means I'm hungry.

Can you--can you please finish putting

this plate of food together? I'm starving.

Come here, come here, come here, come here.

Okay?

Just take it easy.

We gotta--

I don't wanna rush this.

- Alright. Okay.

Do you want salmon or tuna?

- So aggressive.

- BOTH: [laughing]

- Spicy? Did you do spicy?

- Of course I did spicy. - Thank you, Chef.

Oh, so cute. - Put my foot in this?

- Yeah. - I put my foot in this.

- Yeah, looks like it. Mm. - Right.

- ♪ Baby, we can start again

♪

- There she is. There she is. - JOHN: I know, you smell her.

As soon as you see--you're bloodhound.

Okay, okay, let's go.

- [indistinct chatter]

- Hey. - Hey, this is crazy.

How you get here? - What the hell?

- I don't know how he-- - How you doing? You alright?

- What are you doing here?

- Well, I heard about the wedding and--

- John.

- Hey, how you doing?

That's crazy, how you just be here?

- REGINA: It's crazy? - JOHN: Crazy.

- I did not tell your mother what I was doing

for you to go and do this.

- I'mma wait in the car.

- No, take his ass with you, nigga.

- I don't take men's asses with me.

He's a big man.

It's not, it's not for me.

- John.

- I'mma let y'all talk. I'm sorry.

- [indistinct whispering]

- Hi.

- What the hell do you want, Bill?

- To see you.

- Bill.

- Just so you know, I got a ticket to LA.

- What?!

- If you're not willing to talk to me here,

then I'm prepared to fly there.

- We don't have anything to talk about.

- I think we got a lot to talk about.

- You just never ever leave me alone, huh?

- No, never.

It's because I love you.

- You know, I'm thinking maybe you should just

go back to your life, how it was before all this.

- I got a better idea.

- ♪

- Marry me.

- ♪

- ♪

- ♪