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Is Bill bringing another bitch over to your house to fuck?

I've never seen that man with another woman in my house.

- Where were you? - I went to the mountains.

- By yourself? - Pam, why all these questions?

Because you're an addict.

John said he had a date.

- A date? - Yeah.

And he said that she's coming over here.

Oh. Well, he isn't doing anything but lying to you.

Dude a drug dealer, Mike. What's going on?

- I gotta go. - Mike--

Don't touch me, bro. I'm sorry.

Bill!

Just the man I wanted to see.

Yo, what up, doc?

Well, I got a call from Regina today.

Shit!

Yeah, yeah.

You know what she asked me?

She asked me if you're fucking someone at my place.

Damn, man, I'm sorry. The fuck?

That's it?

I mean, what you want me to say?

Oh, why is she calling me, asking me that, man?

'Cause she knows.

- What? - Yeah.

Wow! Heh.

What happened?

I got home. I was trying to shower.

She smelled this perfume.

I swear, that woman's nose...

What did you tell her?

I told her she needed to stop being so damn paranoid.

Okay. So you lied to her?

No, no, I just didn't tell her the whole story.

Man, you lied to her.

Did you say something?

- Well, you know I'm not a liar. - So you told her.

No, Bill, I didn't tell her. Come on, now.

I just didn't answer her question completely.

Well, then, shit, you might as well have told her, Doc!

I know you're not mad at me.

Man, sh...this is...

Bro, this is your bullshit, all right?

Yeah, I know.

So hey, you need to tell her.

- It's over. - What do you mean it's over?

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

Why?

Well, a crazy-ass husband and I'm married.

- Yay. - You're married.

Bro, you need to get an annulment.

That's what I'm talking to Mike about right now.

Why are you talking to Mike about it?

You need to talk to Regina about it.

Especially considering the fact

that you're not in love with her anymore.

Hey, hey, don't say that.

You're not, bro, come on!

I am!

Okay, Bill, this is me.

Don't bullshit me.

Look Doc, I am, I just--

I just don't think we should be together, that's all.

Hmm, well, one way to get her to leave you

would be to just tell her you're seeing someone.

I'm not seeing her.

Oh wow, so what do you call it?

We're just hookin' up.

Ah, okay.

So I guess your wife probably

doesn't need to know that bit, right?

No.

Listen, I'm just telling you, bro.

Like, if you keep lying straight to that woman's face,

you'll make her your enemy.

Look, I'm just fucked up, okay?

She just needs to go and leave me alone.

That's it.

Ooh, so have you told her that?

No, man.

I'll--I'll tell her.

Okay, when?

When I'm ready.

Listen, all this shit you're doing, man,

it's gonna get you caught up.

I know right now it seems super hard.

But I promise you, in the long run,

honesty's always the easier decision.

What are you talkin' about?

I'm just saying, you have this way of, like...

you make women leave you by doing some foul-ass shit

rather than just telling her exactly how you feel.

Fuck.

Look, man, she got me.

What you mean?

She knows how much money I got.

She gonna get the house.

She gonna take everything from me, man.

That situation is only gonna get worse

if you keep lying to her face and she finds out.

- Yeah, you're right. - Yeah, so...

- Well, anyways, I gotta go. - Okay.

But you need to tell her the truth.

- Yeah, I'm going to. - You know, she's on to you.

Yeah, I know.

All right, we'll talk later. I need to work.

All right.

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Mike?

Mike, come in here.

Come in here now.

Mike, get your ass in here, bro.

Get in here, Mike!

Get!

- What's up? - What the fuck are you doing?

I told you I was meeting with a client.

Mike, that ain't no damn client, okay?

Stop playing me, bro, like I don't know

what I'm talking about.

Since you know everything, who is it?

- He's a drug dealer! - John, come on.

Mike, what are you trying to do?

You doin' a drug deal in the hallway.

Are you just trying to lose everything?

Like, think! Like, what's going on?

I wish yall' would watch your fuckin' business bruh.

You're a lawyer.

You're trying to throw your life away?

Nigga, you trying to throw my life away,

saying all this shit in front of everybody.

I'm sorry. Hello, how y'all doin'?

Enjoy your meal. You good, you good.

Shut the fuck up.

Mike, this dude is bad news, okay?

- He's bad news, dude. - John--

- For real. - I'm cool, I'm fine.

You're not!

If you're messing with him, you're not fine.

- I'm fine. - You're not.

Mike, how much money you got?

How much money I got? I got more money than you.

Mike, how much money you got in the bank?

- A lot. - Okay, Mike.

If you're messing with dude, you don't got no money,

'cause dude only work on credit.

People that come to dude, they--he--

- I know what dude do! - Ah!

- I'ma go to work. - Mike, you're not going to work.

- I'm going to work. - No, you're not!

- Let me go. - You're not going to work, Mike.

You know, I'll-- I fuckin' hit you last time.

I'll hit you again.

Mike, I hit you too! I ain't scared of you!

Nigga!

Mike... You know what?

Fine, fine. Go, go! Go!

We comin' to your apartment, though.

- Cool! - Okay.

Cool, it'll be a good time. It'll be a great time.

Yeah.

Don't slam my door!

Damn, Mike!

Fuck.

I'm so sorry, y'all.

Yes.

Yeah?

Look, man, Mike--Mike down here buying drugs.

What?

I'm saying from the worst nigga you can buy drugs from.

Wait, what are you-- what are you saying?

I'm telling you I think he's losing his shit.

Okay, so how do you know that?

The dude he dealin' with, bro, he charge interest

and he give credit, right?

He done broke people's legs and everything.

Damn, Pam didn't tell me all that.

Maybe she didn't know it.

Yeah, I'm sure she didn't.

Hell, man, we didn't even know he had a problem.

Yeah, yeah, you're right.

Yeah, okay, well, we're going over there tonight, right?

Oh yeah, I'm there right after work, all right?

Okay, fo sho.

Okay, yeah, I told Bill and Greg.

Aight, see you there.

Okay, all right, bye.

Hi!

Hi.

How are you?

I'm good.

You sure?

Yeah, yeah, I'm pretty sure, I'm good.

I mean, you have been avoiding me.

Yeah, yeah, I have been doing that.

Why? Because I'm an awful drunk?

Yes, that'd be the reason.

Thank you for your honesty.

Well, yeah, I mean, it's the only way I know how to be.

So--so that's it.

A girl doesn't get a second chance?

Look, that...that was really bad, all right?

I know! I know.

You don't think I know that?

I'm really a cool chick outside of the--

Like, you can see that.

Yeah, well, I can see that around here, you're cool.

And outside of work too.

- Okay. - Look, look,

I promise I will not drink

if you just ask me out again.

Look, I just-- I just don't think--

- Come on, Tom. - --that's a good idea.

We were going to have so much fun that night.

Well...we were?

Yeah, I mean...the sex was gonna be electric.

Well, I'm glad you think so.

I know so.

So?

Ask me out.

How about you ask me out?

Hm?

Okay, don't set a girl up, now.

No, I'm not.

You better not be trying to get my hopes up.

No, that's not what I'm doing.

Okay.

Okay, fine, Tom.

Will you go out with me again?

No.

You see, that's that bullshit.

But--but...what I will do

is I will go and meet you

at the cafe on the corner for a coffee.

- Well, isn't that going out? - No, it's different.

That's a daytime thing, all right?

It's just coffee.

Okay, fine.

Okay, thank you.

When?

- I'll text you. - Okay.

All right, well, I actually have to go see a patient.

- Okay. - So we'll talk later.

- Mm-hmm. - All right.

- Hi. - Oh, shit.

- What? - She told you?

Ms. Alice, I don't wanna talk about--

Look, I didn't know that was your daddy I was fucking.

Okay, Ms. Alice, please?

And look, I'm not sorry.

If she had been treating him right,

he wouldn'ta been with me.

Okay, can--

She not gettin' that damn bracelet.

I'm telling you, he gave it to me.

Can we talk about me now?

What?

What the hell you want, then?

I want to talk about Bill.

Oh, shit.

Pam was here talking about Mike.

Now you.

I'ma have to start charging for this shit.

Well, I mean, you do give good advice.

No, I don't.

- Okay, sometimes. - Nope.

Every now and then?

- Mm-mm. - Okay.

It depend on how good the weed is.

- Got it. - Mm-hmm, yeah.

- Okay. - Mm-hmm.

So, what is it now?

He's cheating.

Well, you knew that shit was gonna happen

when you married him.

Yeah, and he ruined my wedding.

And?

And I want him to suffer!

Oh, so you gonna suffer trying to make him suffer.

Okay, fine, yeah, whatever.

You know, y'all at some point got to realize

life is short.

And you got to get over shit.

Yeah, yeah.

But--but I'm mad.

I know that.

Yeah, just like my mother was mad when--

Okay, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,

don't be draggin' me into that shit.

- I'm just saying... - But it was fine, though.

- Okay, Ms. Alice. - Your damn daddy was happenin'!

My mother was hurt!

- Oh, okay. - And--And I...

I could see it in her eyes, you know?

Yeah, I bet, yeah.

She stayed with my dad,

and I could see the pain in her eyes every day.

Yeah, I bet you did.

I mean, he smelled like her.

And she smelled cheap.

It was humiliating, you know what I'm saying?

- Oh no, he didn't. - Yeah, he did.

He was a hoe-ass hoe, Ms. Alice.

Well, he wasn't with me. He was a good hoe.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, go ahead.

No, I mean, that's what they do, right?

- What's that? - Mm-hmm.

Well, maybe that was because I didn't marry his ass.

Mm-hmm, right.

They treat the wives like shit and then the whores like--

Queens.

Yeah, why you gotta smile when you say that, though?

Oh, I'm sorry. Go ahead, go ahead.

I'm ju--I don't know what to do. I just don't.

Hmm...

Now, you sure he's cheating?

Yes. He's at Tom's house right now.

Oh, he cheating with Tom?

No, he's not.

I'm saying that's where he's taking his trick.

- Oh, Tom's not like that. - You don't think so?

No, he's a square. He wouldn't let that happen.

Please. I don't know about all that.

Yeah, well, go on over there and see, then.

I ain't goin' over there!

Why not? Shit, I would.

Look, I'm tired of chasing him all around,

trying to make him do the right thing.

I get it.

Yeah, I'm not doing it anymore.

He has to wanna do the right thing on his own.

Heh! Girl, men don't do right until they get old.

- Yeah, I don't believe that. - They can't.

I don't know one that didn't try to get their shit together

until after forty.

Oh yeah, I'm not waiting that long.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. It looks to me like you might

if you don't take care of this, now.

Well, I'm done talking.

So you can sit your crazy ass right here and look crazy,

'cause you damn sure look crazy.

And I'm finna take care of my damn business.

You figure it out.

Crazy as hell.

I don't know how you was gonna' charge for that.

Fuck you!

The hell you talkin' about?

We through with the conversation.

You still damn talking.

I told your ass, I got shit to do.

The hell?

- Hi. - Hey.

Where have you been?

Work.

No, you haven't.

I called your office.

You keeping tabs on me now?

Yeah, I am.

Okay, fine.

Where's your car?

It's at the shop.

Is that why you have the rental?

Yeah.

Okay, so...

- What is it, Pam? - Mike...

Have you paid the mortgage on this place?

Yes.

Because there was an eviction notice

or, like, something left on your door.

- What? - Yes.

I put it on the table.

The hell?

They can't do this.

You're behind on your payments.

They can definitely do it.

Nah.

It's not an eviction notice.

It's just a notice...

Do what?

The payment is behind.

I see. Mike, sit up!

You're--you're acting like you're okay with this.

Are you okay with this?

It's fine. I'll just...pay it tomorrow.

- Tomorrow? - Yeah.

With what money?

Pam, what are you doing?

You're going through my shit?

Yeah...baby,

and you're overdue on everything.

Your--your credit cards are maxed out.

Your car was repossessed.

Okay!

Give it to me.

Please.

Is this the bottom?

I don't like you looking into my shit.

What else am I supposed to do, Mike?

Yo, you trying to make me leave you?

I'm trying to help you.

I got this, okay?

Says the man who literally does not have this.

You don't have the money to pay for shit.

I have a 401k.

Okay, you still have that?

Yeah.

I'll get it tomorrow.

Okay.

Wait, you--you good? You wanna go home?

No. I'm gonna stay here.

Yeah? Okay, fine. Come here.

- Until they put your ass out. - That's not gonna happen.

I bet it will.

- Yo, are you with me? - Yeah.

I don't even know why that's a question.

That's why I'm here right now.

Okay, then stop with the bullshit.

Mike...you are the bullshit.

You know what?

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

Hm.

Just a second.

Hi.

Hi.

Hey.

How are you?

I'm good, how are you?

I'm good.

How are things at home?

Everything's good.

So he had no clue?

I told you he wouldn't.

That's good.

I told you I got him.

Don't worry about that.

I kind of have to.

I didn't even bring my phone up this time.

That's smart.

Well, I missed you.

Claudia...

Come on.

Look, just--just hold on, okay?

Oh no.

Why you say that?

What, you wanna talk?

Yeah, is that a problem?

Baby, that's not what this is.

- What is it? - It's a good fuck, okay?

We don't have to do all the talking stuff.

Why not?

Because I don't wanna get to know you.

Damn, it's like that?

Yeah, I don't.

I like my life. I don't want it to change.

Well, shit, what about my life?

Honey, my husband is a multimillionaire.

I do this shit so I can get out of the house to come see you.

I don't want to leave all of that behind.

I have a good life.

I'm not asking you to leave that behind.

Then what are we talking about?

I just want to fuck. Is that okay?

Cool, well, go fuck your husband.

Wow.

Okay, so--so you really gonna make me talk to you?

- No, not if you don't want to. - I don't want to.

Okay, well, I guess you can leave.

- Really? - Yeah.

Okay.

What do you wanna talk about?

Why do you wanna talk?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

You know I'm not some piece of meat.

You're right, I'm sorry.

Yeah, that's better.

Look, Bill...honestly,

I don't wanna talk to you because...

I can't stop thinking about you.

- Really now? - Really.

All day, all night, I...

I don't wanna get to know you because I know me, and...

if I...

go down that road with you...it's...

- What are you trying to say? - Nothing.

No, go ahead, no, you on a roll, keep going.

No, no, what happened?

Don't try to switch this shit on me.

No, you said you wanted to talk, so talk.

What happened?

She knows about us.

- What? - Yeah.

How does she know?

I was going home, trying to get in the shower,

- and she smelled your-- - Perfume.

Yup.

Yeah, I thought about that.

Yeah, me too.

That's why I was trying to get in that shower.

Well, I don't have any on today.

Look, I don't--I don't think that's a good idea.

- Really, Bill? - Mm-hmm.

Look, she's threatening to take me for everything that I have.

Well, what do you have?

My car, my money, my house.

How much money?

Excuse me?

Look, I like you, Bill.

And I like you too.

And I wanna pay for this. I don't wanna be in love.

I don't wanna talk. So just let me know how much.

Look, Claudia, listen--

Or...

Or what?

I can get her out of your hair.

That's funny.

And how you plan on doing that?

I can have that bitch killed.

If that's what you want.

What the fuck?