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What the fuck?

[Zac] Previously onZatima.

Somebody better start talking.

I'm Malachi. This is my wife Leslie.

Zac, what you need to do is go to the hospital and apologize.

Jeremiah can still press charges on you.

-What do you do? -Real estate.

-I'm an FBI agent. -You have a good memory.

-How could I forget? -Malachi never forgot either.

OK, I think you've had enough wine.

-Is this you? -What the?

So what you gonna do, Zac?

[Malachi] Baby, you need to stop!

Girl, I can never live up to you.

-[Malachi] Baby. -Give me the damn wine!

Shit.

Let her finish. Let her finish. Please. Go ahead. Yes.

It's you. We went to therapy and he only could talk about you.

I knew it.

Come on. Just tell him how much you loved him.

I'm sorry about this, Fatima. We're gonna go.

-No, I'm not done. -[Malachi] Leslie!

Don't you want to explain the picture?

[Malachi] Leslie!

You know, the reason why my hair is like this

and the reason why you saw us in the kitchen

is because he wanted to see what it would be like to be with her.

Before you got there, I saw him all through your house,

going all through your pictures, looking, staring at stuff.

And you too, Zac.

[Zac] Trifling. She trifling.

[glass clinks]

You know, every time we try to get to a good place.

How?

How we gonna get to a good place when she is always present?

-You love her like that? -Tell him.

-Yes. -Tell him, Malachi.

And tell him you was at that hotel.

I wasn't.

You lying. Don't lie to protect them.

That's a picture I doctored and I had someone send to you.

Oh, the lies. Why? Why?

Leslie, you've had too much to drink.

-[Leslie] Look at the picture. -Enough!

? Love ain't perfect But we still working?

? Ain't gotta be what we see on TV?

? But it's damn sure worth it Uh-huh?

? Love ain't perfect But we still working?

? Don't gotta be what we see on IG?

? 'Cause we still worth it Uh-huh?

? Yeah yeah?

? Yeah yeah?

? Do, do, do, do-do-do-do-do ?

? We still working?

I think we should go.

I think you're right, Malachi.

-Fatima. -[Fatima] No.

You should go.

-You gonna keep seeing him? -No, I'm not.

So my eyes just lying to me then?

Look, I don't know what that is, but it's not real.

So we just gonna pretend to be the ones they want?

Like, come on. Like, what's up? She want him, he want her.

Like, we just out here looking stupid.

-No, you looking stupid. -[Leslie] Whatever.

-Malachi? -Yeah, I got it. Come on.

Oh, come on, Zac. You a street nigga.

-We not taking this. -I'm not a street nigga.

-Go get in the car. -You go to hell!

-Bye, Leslie. -Bye!

-I'm sorry about this, Fatima. -Yeah, so am I.

What you sorry for?

-You wanna talk about this? -I'm pissed.

Zac, you do not believe that.

That? Not about that.

-Then about what? -Fatima, come on.

Zac, that was an old photo, OK?

Look, I don't know what type of game she's playing,

but baby, it has nothing to do with me and you.

OK.

Zac, you do not believe that I was just with him.

-With him? -Yeah.

Hell no. I know you.

-Good. -Yeah.

But, babe, why are you upset?

Bruh, you let them two weirdos know where the spare key be at.

Shit, OK, Ill move it.

And you didn't tell me about him.

Baby, I'm not gonna tell you about every man

that broke my heart and walked out on me.

Every man?

-There's a few. -Wow.

But you didn't tell me about him, though.

-Baby, it's over, OK? -Fine, OK?

But before you invite people in this house,

I need to know what's going on.

I'm sorry, babe, OK? I just needed him to...

-What? You needed him for what? -To help Angela.

-Help Angela how? -Don't even worry about it.

-I'm not gonna call him now. -No, you can call him.

-I don't care. -No, I'm good.

Good. At least we on the same page.

-Yeah. -But I don't blame him.

What you mean, Zac?

How can anybody not want you?

Look at that shoulder. Bite it.

It look better than this food. This is trash.

Look, Zac, niggas like that that kept breaking my heart,

leaving me at the altar and just walking out on me, it's...

Baby, baby, stop.

I'll never break your heart or leave you at the altar.

But you just did.

What are you talking about?

When you went after Jeremiah, that's what you did.

-You chose him. -No, I didn't.

Zac, you even going to jail is choosing him.

I could see you was out here hustling or doing whatever

and got caught up, but you didn't.

You chose to go after Jeremiah. That's choosing him.

And that's also choosing him

over this baby that we have on the way.

OK. What would you have me do then?

Check on me. Make sure I'm OK.

And think of something else before you abandon me.

Wow. OK. OK. I got it. I got it.

-No, you don't. -I got it.

-I don't think you get it. -I got it. Trust me. I got it.

-OK? -OK.

And it will never happen again. And I'm sorry.

So am I.

You should be, for leaving me in jail.

Zac, I needed to make sure you learned your lesson.

Lesson learned.

-Good. -Mm-hmm.

You need to go see your brother.

-Now you pushing it. -Zac, I'm serious.

That video is all over the place.

Your brother's in the hospital.

You need to go see him before he presses charges on your ass.

And you better hope that D.A. don't see it.

I'm not going to see him.

-So you want to leave me again? -Don't do that. Don't do that.

No, Zac. That's what it is.

OK.

You need to go see him tomorrow.

I'm not going to see him.

Before your mother's funeral. Yes, you do.

-When is that, by the way? -I got to call this damn man.

We got to figure it out ASAP, though.

Why?

Because the rate is going up day by day.

That nigga's a scammer, bro.

-Yeah, I know that. -Yeah.

-So go see your brother, OK? -Why'd we get back here?

I don't want to hear it, Zac. He's in the hospital.

I'm going to text you where to go, OK?

-Fatima... -I'm going to bed.

-Really? -Yes, I'm going to bed.

Fine, I'm going out.

You're going to have to clean this up.

You don't want to know where I'm going?

No, I do not.

How I get stuck?

Invited these crazy-ass people, this nasty-ass food,

ain't nobody eat this food.

Now I got to clean it up.

Fatima! She better give me some booty for this.

[Zac] Yo, it's Zac!

Who is it?

-[Zac] It's Zac, man! -Oh.

What the fuck you got this shit locked up like this for?

Yo, bro. There's been a string of robberies lately.

-You not holding? -Oh, yeah. I'm always holding.

So what's the problem? Why you out here so late?

Man, I got to come in at different times,

you know, throw them off just in case.

What, you getting threats?

Nah, nah, nothing like that, but, you know, just in case.

So I already know what's going on here, so.

Shit, they knew Mike up the street, but he got got.

-They got Mike? -Yeah, B.

-Damn. -It's crazy.

I mean, these young kids, they got no code, no ethics.

They be shootings and gangs and shit.

I mean, listen to that drill music.

-Hey, oh. -Nah, bro.

-No, you're not? -Nah, bro.

-Hits my spirit, here. -Yeah, that's the hood in you.

That's the hood in you, man. Yeah, but...

-[Zac] You good? -Yeah, I'm good, man.

What's up? What's going on?

Fatima wants me to talk to Jeremiah.

I know. I see. I know. I know what you guys said.

Yeah, we just don't want him to press charges on you.

I got it. I don't want that either.

Yeah, so I think you should go talk to him.

-And say what? -He was wrong.

-[Zac] I know. -But you was wrong, too.

Dude, how was I wrong, bro?

-Can I show you something? -Show me.

I'm not trying to see that shit, bro.

Bro, you blacked out, man. Like, you was gone.

He shouldn't have touched my wife.

You were beating him for everybody who did you wrong.

This wasn't just about Fatima, yo.

How can you say that?

If he don't touch Fatima, I don't got to touch him.

You could have killed him. I mean, you damn near did, bro.

He's your brother, all right? And we can't choose our family.

But you can't allow people to have a say in your relationship

and allow you to lose yourself and lose your character.

I know. I know.

These people are going to be in your relationship

whether you like it or not. They in your head.

Fitting to sound like Fatima, bro.

-Well, I mean, she's right. -That's why I didn't call Nate.

He'd have told me I should have killed him.

He probably would have helped me, too.

He would have.

See, you got these two different sides to your brain.

You got this good dude

that everybody loves and is a stand-up guy.

And you got this other cat

that'll just kill at the drop of a dime.

The thing is, who are you going to listen to?

Oh, fuck.

I hear you. I hear you, Tony. I hear you.

I say you go and talk to him.

But if you don't want to talk to him, it's on you.

If you do, that's on you.

Either way, there's going to be consequences to your decisions.

I hear you. I'll think about it.

All right. You do what you think is best, bro.

-I appreciate it. -Come on, bro.

-We family. -Locked in, baby.

Locked in for life.

I got to go smoke, though, man.

You still smoking?

No, I'm doing edibles, actually. Them shits is banging.

Your head look like an edible. Edible Milk Dud.

That ain't even funny.

See, that's why your hand's still busted.

That's why your hand's still busted.

-I can make it worse. -Nah, nah, we good.

Don't let the door hit you.

I appreciate the advice, though.

[Tony] Nah, you good, bro. Always. For life, man.

See? See? Don't even unlock the door.

That's because your hand's fucked up. See?

[Zac] No, this is because this whole thing is fucked up.

You shouldn't have to live like this.

Hey, better safe than sorry. Come on, man.

Aha!

-It's about time. -Figure stuff out.

[Zac] I love you, bro.

[Tony] All right. Love you, too, bro.

[knocks on door] Come in.

-Yo. -Oh, no. Hey Doc!

Shh! No, no, no, no, no, man. I ain't come here for all that.

Sure, man.

I just came to talk, bro.

Well, you gotta hear me out.

Jeremiah?

No, man. You kicked my ass, bro.

Bro, you can't touch Fatima, bro.

Man, you know I got a problem.

You think that make it OK, bro?

No, I don't think it make it OK,

but she fell when I was pulling her purse.

I don't care how she fell! Like...

I ain't gonna talk to her again.

And you won't. You don't talk to her.

You can't talk to her no more, bro.

I know, man. Man, I'm hurting, man.

I ain't come here to fight you, bro.

I'm sorry for what I did, man.

And I know you sorry, but you don't have to say it.

How you know I'm sorry?

Because you've kicked my ass before.

I have.

I want to get off this shit, man.

What makes this time any different?

Mama dead, man.

Yeah. She is.

And they say that shit killed her.

I know this shit did, bro.

-[Tony] So... - So then that's enough, bro.

Like, her death is enough, bro.

Yeah, it is.

It's enough to get you off this shit?

What if I get some help?

-Would you help me? -You want me to help you?

Yeah, would you pay for it?

If you're serious about going this time.

I'm serious, man. I don't wanna live like this no more.

All right. I'll help you out.

-Thanks, man. -I gotta go.

Why did you come, bro?

-I came because I wanted to. -What?

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

I'm sorry too, man.

All right.

-I'm out of here, man. -Hey, when's Mama's funeral?

You really wanna know?

Yeah, man. I want to pay my respects.

No, I know.

I got you. I'll let you know.

Look, Zac, man, I know I ain't never been shit to you, man.

-Jeremiah, man, we-- -No, man. Listen, man.

I don't wanna end up like Mama.

What you talking about?

I want to tell you I love you, man.

And I always have.

Why you treat me like shit then?

Man, jealousy is a motherfucker.

Jealousy? What the fuck I ever have for you to be jealous of?

Man, look at you, man! You got fucking money.

All the women like you.

I'm a fucking junkie, man!

-I'm a junkie! -All right.

All right. Damn, Jeremiah.

Damn.

So that's why you mistreated me?

Yeah.

All right. Well...

Can you forgive me, man?

I almost beat you half to death

for you asking me for forgiveness.

I deserved it, bro.

I wish you would've never stopped.

Then you'd be dead, Jeremiah, like...

Fuck. It wouldn't be so bad.

Come on, Jeremiah.

Come on, man. Man, my fucking kids don't even talk to me, man.

They don't say nothing to me.

When you get off this shit, then you can fix that.

No, man. I fucked up too bad.

-It's just too much damage. -No, it ain't too much fuck-ups.

It's never too much. It's never too late, bro.

As long as I can just get off this shit, man.

You can.

[Zac] All right, well...

I'm gonna go, bro. All right.

Look man, I love you, man.

I love you too, bro.

And I'm sorry.

Sorry too, man.

You're my little brother, man. You're my little brother.

Let me know about Mama's funeral, man.

I got you, bro.

-You gonna be good, man. -I'm gonna be good.

Hey?

I'll see you when you get out of here.

[Jeremiah] All right.

[Jeremiah cries]

? They wanna see us down They wanna hit us hard?

? We ain't never finna fall Aw no?

? They crossed us once and now we ball, ball, ball?

? I'ma be the one they call, oh Lord?

[hip hop music]

You asleep?

I love you.

I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you.

I'm so grateful for you.

Zac, are you OK?

I went to see Jeremiah.

How'd that go?

It went.

I said I was sorry.

He said he was sorry.

I cried. He cried.

-That's good, baby. -Yeah.

He's good when he's sober.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

He told me he wanted me to help him get clean.

You gonna do it?

-I'ma do what I can. -That's all you can do, baby.

Yeah.

-I love you. -I love you, too.

-And I know you really love me. -Mm-hmm.

This is really a beautiful moment with you and Jeremiah.

Yes, it is.

-Can we keep it that way? -Mm-hmm.

-Zac? -Hm?

Can you get your hard dick off my back?

-Hmm? -"Hmm?"

-You said "Hm," you can hear me. -No, I was just...

-You just, what? -I can't help that, you know?

Have you seen your back lately? Your back backin', you know?

-Zac, come on. -OK, OK, OK.

-Mm-hmm. -We can just lay here.

-All right. -Until we fall asleep.

Or...

Or, yes, yes, I like "or."

-Oh, you do? -I like "or."

What's up? I like "or."

-Do you? -Mm-hmm.

You can answer some questions for me.

Mm-mm. Mm-mm.

Get up. You the one that woke me up. Get up.

-[Zac snores] -Zac, stop playing.

Get up.

OK, all right. OK. I started it.

-Mm-hmm. You did. Yes. -What's up? What's up?

-So... -Yes?

When you saw that fake-ass picture of me,

you didn't blink an eye.

No.

Why not?

You wouldn't do nothing like that.

Like, you move with, like, integrity and purpose.

You know, even when you mad, you might leave a nigga in jail,

but you ain't gonna just go run up on somebody else.

Feel me?

-No, I wouldn't. -Exactly.

But...

Oh gosh, then there's a but. There's always a but.

-No, baby. -Oh no, you're sitting up.

Oh, there you go. Now she's sitting up.

Now, come on. Come on, now. You're sitting up. Come on.

-Seriously. -OK.

I love you with everything in me.

I mean everything.

Yeah.

And before I go out with someone else, I'll let you know.

Well, damn.

I mean, what you want me to say?

You really gonna go out with somebody else?

Zac, I cannot see myself with anybody else.

Good, good.

But baby, seriously, if you don't get your shit together...

I know.

I won't lose you.

Well, you come really close several times.

I know. I know.

So you promise to be calm?

-I promise. I promise. -Mm-hmm.

Zac, I don't want our kids around this.

-I know. I know. I know. -OK.

Zac, you are a good man. You really are.

And I love you.

You're not perfect.

But if we continue to work towards what we need to,

-I'm good. -I can rock with that.

All right.

So, now that we...

Got that out the way...

We are not having sex.

-OK? -Damn. What? Why?

Because you was with old boy, right?

Right? I'm just playing. I'm playing. I'm playing.

-I'm playing. -You play too much.

I'm playing, I'm playing, I'm playing, no, no, no.

Look, I took one look at that photo. I knew it was old.

How could you be so sure, though?

Because I know you.

That picture had an ear pierced to the top.

That hole been closed.

How did you know it was closed?

Fatima, I know every hole in your body.

-Really? -Yeah, really.

OK, but...

-Wow. Thought you trusted me. -I do trust you.

-I just had to verify. -Oh, I bet you did.

Yeah, you remember that, huh? Verifications.

Oh, I love verifying. Yeah.

So...

Since we are loving on each other, we're up.

[Fatima] OK.

-Oh, your arm is? -Yeah, the arm's coming out.

-OK, well, let me sit up. -All right, go ahead. Sit up.

So, um, I figured, since we're being transparent.

Mm-hmm.

We could talk about some of your issues.

My, my issues?

Yes, your issues.

I know I'm not perfect, but what issues do you have with me?

No, you not, but...

You tend to fly off the handle sometimes.

OK, I have gotten better.

OK.

-You've gotten better. -Exactly.

But you...go ahead.

-I know what you're gonna say. -What I'm gonna say?

That I jump to conclusions. I don't do that anymore.

You just jumped to a conclusion.

You just did that.

But you right, though.

You do be jumping to conclusions.

-Wow, that's crazy. -Yeah.

-OK. -But you got better.

-Thank you. -Yes.

-Anything else? -Um...

You tend to be insecure sometimes.

OK now, you're taking this way too far.

Just, no, it's a little bit.

-Me, Fatima, insecure. What? -I don't see nobody else...

"Fatima" and "insecure" don't even go in the same sentence.

No, but they go in the same person.

-Wow. -Sometimes, babe.

OK, well, baby, that's your truth.

I don't have to agree with it, but...

[whispers] Accountability...

-Listen, I am improving. -Yes.

-I'm getting better. -Mm-hmm.

And that's all I can ask for,

because I need to improve as well.

So we can both get better together.

-I like that. Let's do that. -I love it. I love it.

-Me too. -Yeah?

All right. So there's nothing else?

There's nothing else?

Oh, now you're ready to go to bed now?

-Now you're tired now, right? -Yes.

-So tired. -OK, come on.

Thank you.

I figured that that'll put you to sleep.

-Oh, yep. -Amongst other things.

-Wore me out. -That wore you out, huh?

-Mm-hmm. -Make sure we get some sleep.

[Fatima] OK.

Zac? What are you doing?

Listen, all I'm saying is you don't even gotta do nothing.

-I wanted to sleep. -OK.

Thank you.

I'll just back up over here by myself.

[Fatima] OK.

Just... [groans]

Come on, boy.

[Zac] That's what I'm talking about!

-[Fatima] Oh my god. -[Zac] Making me wait!

[suspenseful music]

You know what time it is, nigga.

Run it.

I can't let you do this, bro.

You wanna die tonight?

'Cause I ain't playing.

Yo, you ain't got to do this, just put the gun down, man.

I said give it to me. Now!

[gunshots]

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