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- But if you're confused-- - I said I wasn't gonna

get down on one knee. I'm on one knee.

I'm begging you baby, let's go in there.

I want you to marry me. Will you?

-Previously on "Bruh".

- I know somebody who can help you, okay?

There's this great outpatient rehab.

- Bruh, is it that serious?

- Nigga, you came out like you just swam

in a bucket of flour.

- You just check in on the weekends, that's it.

It's really easy.

I wanna make love to you.

- I don't jump into bed with men.

I have to, I have to get to know them first.

- I wanna be with her. But-- - But what?

- I want you too.

- You should go. - Damn.

Look, I'm not doing anything.

- But your heart is doing a lot.

- Okay, I'm gonna-- - Just go!

Go. Shit. - Okay.

- Y'all are so full of it. - You right.

- She just called and told me how happy she was.

- I know she is.

- But he's not.

- That's not true.

- Then what is it?

- I'm just...

- Confused?

Confused? - Yeah.

- Poor Bill. - I am.

- I'm so sick of you niggas and this bullshit.

If you want us all the way. - We do.

- No, it's exhausting.

This entire emotional roller coaster.

I'm fucking done. - I know.

- No. Hey, she loves you like I love Mike, okay?

And all you motherfuckers want to do is fuck us

and abuse us while you fuck us over.

- Can you pull up? - No.

Why the hell should I pull up?

You bring this bullshit to our doorstep,

and what, we should help you figure it out?

- Look-- - Get the fuck out of here!

Get the fuck out of here.

- Don't be mad at me, I'm not Mike.

- Oh, you might as well be.

You're pulling the same damn bullshit.

- Look, Pam--

- Don't, don't, don't "look Pam" me.

Look at the door.

Look at the door and get on the other side of it.

- Look, I'll see you--

- No.

- Bye.

- Bill, Bill, Bill!

As soon as you leave here you better call her

and just tell her what the fuck you just said.

Tell her what you just said to that girl

or I swear I will.

I am not playing with you.

You're so full of shit.

Think about what you're doing.

You, you're still in your suit from getting married!

Go!

- Are you okay? - No.

- Come on, girl. - No, no, no, no, no.

I'm, I'm sick of them.

No, I'm sick of them.

- OK, you have to calm down, okay?

- You know he wanted to screw you, right?

- Yeah.

- That's bullshit.

That is bullshit.

- I know, I know. - No, no, unh-uh.

What the fuck is wrong with them?

What the fuck is wrong with them?

I can't do this. I just...

- I know. - I can't do this.

- Okay, okay. - No, please.

No, I fucking, I go from Mike and dealing with his shit

and then I come in here and I see this--

And like, what are you...

Why are you dealing with that?

Why are you dealing with that?!

Why are you putting up with that?!

- I'm not. I-- Girl...

- Let's just, let's just....

- Okay, okay, okay, okay, how about this?

How about we sit down and...

and center ourselves, okay?

Alright? Alright?

Come here. Come here.

I got you, okay?

I got you.

Come here, come.

Come.

- I thought you was going out with the boys?

- No. I'm chilling.

- Well, you should have.

- For what?

What do you mean "I should have"?

It's my house, I'm wanna chill.

- I got company.

- You got what?

- 'Bout to have company.

- Ma, I don't, I don't feel like company tonight, okay?

I just want to come home, chill, relax, like...

In my own house without, like--

Come on, Ma.

Like, why you can't go over to that dude's house?

Why he always got to come over here?

- Hell, it ain't a dude.

- Ma... - What?

- Like, like what are you trying to say?

- I ain't trying to say shit.

Now you know I love dick too much to be with a woman.

But you know, there was your PE teacher, Ms. Salem.

Mmhmm, the one with the mustache.

- Okay, Ma, I don't--

- Ma, I don't care.

- She had a Flava Flav.

- Ma, the point is I don't want to have no company, okay?

- Well, I don't think so.

- What do you mean, "You don't think so"?

- I don't think that's gonna happen.

- What are you talking about?

- I wanna know the serial killer.

- What do you mean you wanna know--

What are you talking about? - Yup.

- Ma-- - What?

- Is Littia here? - Yup.

- Why wouldn't you tell me that?!

- What you want me to say when you walk through the door?

The Slicer is here? - Yes.

Where's she at? - In the bathroom.

- Ma, why wouldn't you say something to me?

That's something you should tell me.

I told you how serious it is and you're just gonna let--

Why you-- How she get in here?

Damn, I gotta go. I gotta go.

- I'm sure she heard your ass. -I sure did.

- Uh-oh. Nigga busted.

She sound like she mad.

She gonna kill your ass.

- Ma, why in the hell wouldn't you tell me she was here?

- Who you talking to? - I'm talking to you!

You're my mother, you're supposed to tell me

stuff like that.

- Nigga, you talking to me like that,

I'll shoot you and tell them that bitch did it.

- Ma, okay?

That's out of control, okay? - Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Yeah, she's a serial killer.

They'll believe she did it.

- Ma, chill out.

- Hi. - Hey, how you doing?

Good to see you.

- I thought you were out with the boys.

- I'm, I'm actually going with the boys.

I had to come home and change my clothes

so I can get with them.

So I had to change my clothes and stuff.

- Oh okay, yeah that makes sense.

Yeah, but, like, I thought you had to work.

- No, I decided to take the night off.

- What brings you here?

- I called your mom and asked her could I come over.

- But why? I don't understand.

- 'Cause I wanted to talk to her and get to know her.

- And she was gonna cook. - Yeah.

- Oh, cook? Okay, well that's really nice.

- Yeah. So you got time for dinner?

- Uh no I don't, I'm sorry.

- But you said-- -Ma, I didn't say--

I had told you I had to go with the fellas.

I had told you that.

- No nigga, that ain't what you said.

- I did. She getting older, her hearing,

she don't know what she saying. Anyway, um...

Yeah, I'm sorry I can't stay. I gotta go with the guys.

I gotta take care of some business with them.

But thank you for the invite though.

Ma, please don't be talking about me.

- I'm gonna talk about you.

- She's been talking about you.

- Okay, well please don't, don't believe what she says.

- Oh no, I believe it.

- Okay.

- That's my kind of chick.

- Alright, cool. Well, I'm gonna go.

Let y'all do y'all thing.

How long is dinner gonna be?

- As long as I want it to be.

- As long as she want it to be.

- Is it like a echo?

Okay, alright, well enjoy all of that.

- Yeah, we will. - Okay.

- Mmhmm. - Mmhmm.

Bye.

- Hasta la vista to you too.

-- Adiós.

- What are we gonna do with him?

- He don't know if he coming or going, girl.

I don't know why you bother with him.

And he got a little dick too. I don't know why you bother.

- Hey.

- What the hell?

- How are you doing?

- What are you doing here?

- You didn't read the board when you came in?

- No, I didn't read the board when I came in.

- I'm one of the counselors who works here.

- Damn.

Don't worry. - I'm not worried.

- I'm saying don't worry because I'm not allowed

to talk about who's here and I never will. Okay?

So--

- You're one of the therapist for this place?

- Yeah.

- Pam.

- Mmhmm, and your boy Tom.

Yeah, don't worry though.

If you want to talk to someone else, you can.

-Yeah, I think that's-- I want that.

- Okay.

- So let's make that happen.

- Tomorrow.

Tonight I have to give you your evaluation.

-Okay.

-Okay.

So, how are you feeling?

- Anxious.

- Okay. -I guess.

- And when was the last time that you used?

- A few hours ago... ago.

- How else are you feeling?

- A little aggravated.

- Okay.

- Is that it? We're good? - No. Unh-uh.

- Can we hurry this up?

And maybe you can go get me something to sleep?

-So, I can get you some tea

that can help you sleep.

- Tea?

Girl, I have insomnia.

I need something stronger than that. Like--

- Mike-- - Pills.

- Well, let's talk and I'll think about it.

- Think about it?

-You're here to find a new way to cope

without a substance.

- Okay, well I hope that doesn't mean alcohol,

'cause I am still gonna drink.

- You are?

- Yeah, I got no problem with drinking,

it's the coke. You know?

- You sure? - Yeah.

You're sure one thing doesn't lead to another?

- Look, I know me. Okay?

- Mike, any substance that you have to use is a problem.

- Really? - Yeah.

- You know what?

I'm not for this shit.

This was a good time, I enjoyed the experience but...

I'm good. I'm good with it.

- Look, dude. Like I said before,

I just wanna help you, okay?

Genuinely.

- --go get me something to help me sleep.

That would be a help.

That would be a great help.

- Alright, cool. I'll do that.

- Alright, thank you. - Uh-huh, I got you.

I'll be right back. -Alright.

- Hmm.

- Fuck this shit, man.

- Hey. - Hey.

- So, with everything that happened today

I'm assuming that tonight is our honeymoon.

- Damn.

- Come here.

- Hey, hey, I, I need to talk to you.

- Unh-uh.

- Look, Regina...

- No, we're not talking.

We're making love.

- No, I need to talk. I, I...

I went to see Natalie.

I went to see her to get her opinion on stuff

and out of nowhere Pam popped up

and she saw...

She heard me comment on Natalie's yoga pants.

- What did you say, Bill?

- I said a couple things

and she noticed I got hard down there and, you know...

That's... Yeah.

- So, did she kiss you?

- No.

- Did you touch her?

- No.

- Okay.

- That's it?

- Yeah.

- You're not gonna threaten to

sue me, slap me, kill me?

- Alright, no.

No.

I'm not doing any of that, okay?

'Cause that's what you like, all that.

You sit and, and just feed off of that.

I'm not doing that.

You want me to get all mad.

That doesn't work.

You want me to yell, that doesn't work either.

So you know what, Bill?

I'm just gonna let you be, and you do you.

- What do you mean by that?

- I mean if you want to be with her, be with her.

- But we're married.

- Yeah, well I'm not about to police you.

- Alright. - Yeah.

- Look... Baby, I'm so sorry.

- Don't be 'cause I have something to tell you.

- Okay, shoot.

- I saw Peter.

- You did? - Mmhmm.

- When? - Today.

He was at the Justice of the Peace before you came.

- How did he know you'd be there?

- I told him.

And we talked

and then one thing led to another.

and he kissed me.

We had sex in the back seat.

- All this happened before we got married?

- Yeah.

- Wow.

So you are, you're just as confused as I am.

- No, actually I'm not, Bill.

- So, what you saying?

You want to be with this dude?

- At the moment, yes I did.

- Then go be with his ass then!

The fuck out of here, man.

- And he had on grey sweatpants. So...

- That's petty as shit, that's fucked up.

- Yeah, well is it?

- It is! - Really?

- You just fucked some dude right before we got married.

What kind of shit is that?

- I don't know, I just, I just think that's how our marriage

is gonna be.

- Then why the fuck are we even married, Regina?

- 'Cause you owe me.

- What are you talking about? Owe you for what?

- My wedding, ruining everything.

Nigga, you owe me.

And I'm telling you right now,

you fucked with the wrong one.

- Regina, let's-- - Nah, I'm serious.

You want to do all this bullshit, be out in the streets?

I'm not the one Bill.

- Aight, look, I'm sorry.

- No prenup, nigga?

I'mma fuck your whole life up

you don't get your shit together.

- That don't scare me.

I ain't got nothing.

- And to think...

I'mma take half of that.

- What the fuck did I just do?

Shit.

- What's up? - John.

- Listen, hey, I got a problem.

- Yeah, I do too.

- Okay, remember the girl? She crazy.

-What girl? - I mean she crazy.

- What girl? - The bartender.

- What about her? - Dude, she murdered her ex.

- What?! - She murdered her ex.

- Listen, that's not my problem.

I have a date right now, okay?

- Oh damn, my bad. - Yeah. So could you beat it?

- This is the chick you was telling me about?

- Yes. - Ooh, the onee with the--

- Yeah. - When I'mma get to meet her?

- Soon. - Soon like?

Can I meet her today? - No, you gotta go.

- Come on Greg, don't be like that.

- Look man, she's shy. Okay?

- Let me just say hi. You know what I mean?

I'll leave and I'll give you my opinion.

- Alright, man. -Yeah. Tighten up.

- But don't act ignorant.

You know you don't know how to act, man.

- What you mean I don't... I know how to act.

I know you're a doctor and you're so prestige,

but I know how to speak properly.

- Do you have some proof?

- Good after, good afternoon, good evening.

How are you?

- You gotta go.

- Okay, okay, Imma go.

Let me just speak to her.

- Hey. - Hey.

- This is John.

- Hey, how you doing?

- I'm doing well.

- It's pleasure to meet you.

- I'm Darla.

- Hey Darla, I'm John.

It's a pleasure to--to meet you.

- You too. - Yeah.

- Bye John. - Oh, I'm leaving. I'm sorry.

Have a good night, you--you enjoy.

- Yeah. - You look really familiar--

Okay, see you later.

- Bye, John.

-Bye. Enjoy.

-Hi.

- Hi.

- I'm sorry about that.

He just had to see me.

- Oh no, it's fine.

Um, oh... it smells good in here.

- Not as good as you smell.

- Do you need to get that?

- Oh sorry, no.

It's John.

I'll turn it off.

- Would you like some wine?

- Yes.

- Um, it's a twist off.

Don't ask.

- That's good, that's fine.

It was good last time.

I'll let you... - Thank you.

How did you know this is my favorite?

- Well I mean, you only mentioned it like 15 times.

- Did I?

- No, actually you only said it once.

- Oh, when we first met. - Mmhmm.

- That's right, that's right.

- But I don't forget.

- No, you don't.

- Yeah, listening's a good thing.

- Yes it is.

So, um, are we going out?

- You look so beautiful in this dress.

- Well, it's just a little thing I picked up at a thrift store.

- You're beautiful.

- Oh, um, thank you.

Um, um, Greg.

This is um...

Oh Greg, this is um...

- Don't tell me to stop.

- This is too soon.

-No it's not.

-You're not answering your phone.

- Look, now's not a good time.

- Dude, I need to talk to you, man.

- J, not now. - No, listen.

I met this chick that Greg is crazy about.

- Good for you.

- Nigga, no it's not about "good for me".

I think I know her.

- Okay.

Look man, Regina's lying down.

- Listen, okay? Listen.

He thinks she something else, she's not.

She's not who he thinks she is.

- What you saying, J?

- Look, just look at this.

Do you see her?

-Yeah.

-You see him?

- Who the hell is he?

- I went to school with him.

His name was Darren, now it's Darla.

- What?