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Fatima, he got a whole tattoo of you on his chest.
I see that.
Previously onZatima...
I'm about to get her back.
Okay, but they're getting married.
We'll see about that.
He really thinks he's gonna have you.
Yo, he is just as crazy as his damn wife.
All I'm saying is watch him.
Tony, it's cancer.
They said that I don't have a long time to live.
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
Oh, hell, no! Man...
God...
What the hell is going on?
I thought it was you.
Just get the fuck out of my bed.
-I just wanted to... -I will fucking kill you.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Fatima, I'm really sorry.
Get the fuck out of my house.
I'm sorry. Let me just...
Who the fuck you... Get out!
-Can I get my shoes? -Hurry up. Hurry up.
You do not need shoes. You better go.
I swear I thought it was you.
How did you not know that wasn't me?
-Because... -Because?
She... When I got in the... She...
She holding too, right?
-It was dark. -Okay, so you lying.
I didn't say she holding it like you.
You got the cake.
She got a little cupcake, but it was cakey.
But I didn't touch it. The minute I realized
it wasn't you, I didn't touch it. I swear.
Zac, this girl done lost her fucking mind.
I know. That's what I said.
Okay.
You okay?
I just need to calm down.
Yeah, yeah, calm down.
Calm down because this is light.
-Right, this is light. -This is light.
-This is light. Uh-huh. Mm-hmm. -This is light.
Yep, I'ma handle it.
That's right. You gonna handle it.
-I got it. Mm-hmm. -You got it?
I'ma handle this shit. Mm-hmm. I'ma handle it.
How did she get in here anyway?
I don't know.
Baby, we done come a long way.
You better know it.
I know because, if this was a while ago,
you'd be in here...
Yeah, both y'all.
-Right, right, so we cool? -Yep.
How about we just lay down real quick.
You know what I'm saying?
Zac, you gotta wash them sheets first.
I'm not getting in that bed.
Okay, okay, the sheets will get washed.
Okay, great.
Where you going?
I'm going to make sure her ass is out of my house.
Okay, well-- Let me do that.
How about I go downstairs and make sure she good.
-Then you... -Zac.
How about I wash the sheets?
You go down there and make sure she out the house.
How about you do that?
-Yeah, I'ma handle it. -Keep her safe.
-You know what I'm saying? -I got it.
Babe, she left her shoe. You wanna take her shoe?
I don't give a fuck about that.
Yeah, fuck her shoes. That's right. Fuck her shoes.
We don't give a fuck about these shoes.
Fuck.
Zac, I don't know if you know this,
but me and your mother went to school together.
She was so smart.
She introduced me to my wife.
What I want you to understand is that your mother
was a good person at her core.
I know a lot about what she went through
as a child.
But when I tell you I have seen drugs
destroy a good soul,
they can make you do things tht you never thought you would do.
And sometimes, it makes them not be in their right mind.
Your mother loved you and Jeremiah.
I remember all the times she came to me
begging for help to get her off that stuff.
She wanted to get clean.
She wanted to do better.
But how many of you know
that want is one thing,
but whenever there is a chemical brain reaction,
it is hard?
If there any of you here who are struggling?
I want you to know
that God can meet you at your want.
God can take desires to better
and add the supernatural
to get you to where you need to be.
Don't give up trying to get better.
I think Gladys' entire life
is a reminder to us
to not stop trying to get better.
Don't stop trying.
Come on, choir.
Y'all sing for us.
Move over, man.
Y'all ain't gonna leave no room for me?
Baby, he's high.
It's okay.
No, it's not.
It's fine.
I can't deal with this right now.
Look at me. I got you. I'm right here.
Yo, sit down, man.
I'm trying to see Momma for the last time.
Why y'all got the casket closed, man?
I can't see her.
Can you not do this for once?
Man, I wanna see my momma, man.
Jeremiah, we're not doing this right now, okay?
Man, I wanna see my momma for the last time.
Can you please relax?
Don't touch me, man.
Baby, baby, it's all right.
-Jeremiah. -What?
Hey, man, you gonna have to stop, for real.
It's okay.
Hey, Jeremiah. Let's take a walk.
I'm not leaving my momma.
Jeremiah, I just wanna talk to you.
I ain't going nowhere.
Jeremiah.
Fatima. He's high.
If you take him somewhere and he does something to you,
all bets are off.
Zac, I got this, okay?
Okay.
Nathan, you're just gonna sit there and watch this happen?
We're at a funeral.
Bryce, go help her.
I don't know. He seems kinda angry.
See, this is why...
All right, I got him...
-Jeremiah. -I'm not leavin' man.
You get your hands off of me.
No, no, look, we're going outside for a second, all right?
Come on with us.
I'm staying with my momma, man.
Come on, come on, we'll be right back, come on.
-Come on. -We got you.
It's okay, it's okay.
'Cause he paid for the funeral?
My momma funeral.
Get your hands off me, man.
Come on, Jeremiah.
Hey, hey, calm down, man.
Just breathe, relax, relax.
Relax, relax. Come on.
Hey, fix yourself up, man.
No, man.
Thank you.
It's okay. We got you, we got you.
Hey. Go get him some coffee.
I don't think coffee's gonna help
for the drugs he's on.
Nathan, are you trying to help or not?
I'm helping. I'm helping.
Hey, Jeremiah...
What, man, I just wanted to see my momma, man.
Y'all put me out the church.
Okay, we did not do that, Jeremiah.
We just wanna help you.
By making me leave?
Do you not see how beautiful this service is?
I didn't see nothing, man.
Y'all done put me out the damn church.
Jeremiah, we even got her favorite flowers.
Yeah, I saw 'em. I saw 'em.
Okay, look, we are just trying to help you.
Don't you wanna honor your mother's legacy?
Yeah, I do.
Okay.
So how about we do this?
How about we go back inside,
keep... Okay, sorry.
How about we just go inside stay in the same space
in honoring her.
I don't know about all of that.
Nathan, you're not helping.
I'm just saying.
How about you not say and just go back inside?
Nathaniel, now's not the time for that.
My bad. My bad. You right.
Why you being so nice to me?
Jeremiah, I care about you, I do.
And I wanna see you well.
Look, let's just go back inside and honor your mother's legacy.
Can you do that?
-Okay. -Okay.
Fatima.
You're up next.
Okay, I'm coming.
All right, we got him.
That was beautiful.
And now we will have words of expressions
from one of her sons.
Why did he say "one of her sons"?
It's okay, Jeremiah.
No, no, I wanna talk too.
Well...
No, I was with my momma more than he was.
-Jeremiah. -I wanna talk. I'm intelligent.
I can talk.
Jeremiah.
No, Fatima.
You know what?
Since you wanna talk so bad, go ahead, man, go talk.
Zac, it's your turn to go up.
Is everything okay here?
He said he got something to say,
so go ahead, man, let him talk.
-I wanna hear it. -Zac.
No. We're not gonna do that.
This pulpit is a holy place.
And your brother has no position
-to stand there. -No position?
I'm sorry.
What position? What about your position?
Calm down, son.
No, no, no, you don't want me to talk, huh?
I...
Why you don't want me to talk?
Because my momma used to come in here and pray
with me and my brother.
I took good care of your mother.
And not that she would pray. He would...
Don't you tell lies in my church!
You know what you did was wrong, man.
You are a devil.
I'm a devil?
What you made my momma do was wrong.
-This funeral is over! Deacon. -No, no, no.
Not no way! Nothing ain't over!
I wanna tell y'all about my momma.
My momma was a good woman.
When I was a little boy,
I used to do this dance with my momma,
me and Zac, and she used to laugh all the time.
I wanna do it one more time for her.
Choir, play a song. This funeral is over.
Momma!
Where should I put this?
Put it right here.
You should check on Zac.
Oh, he doesn't wanna see me.
Y'all are friends, right?
Oh.
-Hey. -Hey.
How are you?
I'm good.
Okay.
How's Zac doing, Fatima?
He's fine, thank you.
Okay.
I was just telling him that he should go check on Zac.
Oh, no, he's good.
That's good, but thank you.
You're welcome. See, I told you.
Okay.
You sure you good?
First of all, don't be telling him to go up there.
You know that is not good.
I was just trying to be helpful.
You know, we're friends.
He messed up Zac's money. That can't help.
Right. Facts.
-Hey. -Hey.
-Preston. -Hey.
How you doing?
I'm good. How are you?
I'm all right.
Where's Zac?
He's upstairs.
Do you care if I go check on him?
Well, I was, actually, I have to go check on him right now.
And I'll let you know, okay? He'll be down soon.
-Okay. -Yeah.
Can you keep an eye on everybody down here for me?
-Oh, yeah. -All right.
This right here behind you, keep an eye on her.
Thank you, Preston.
Hey.
What's up?
I don't, I don't know if this is the right question,
but are you okay?
I am...
What is it, babe?
I feel numb.
I can imagine.
You can?
Yeah.
Baby, you have to have so many different emotions.
It's not like she was there for you.
Shouldn't I feel bad, though?
Feel bad about what?
I don't know. I'll just talk to Dr. Reid about it.
I think that's a good idea.
You want me to call him for you?
Nah, I'll talk to him on Monday.
Okay.
What is it, babe?
I can't tell nobody this, Fatima, but...
Talk to me.
I know I'm supposed to feel sad, but...
You don't?
I don't.
Look, babe, I get it.
Grief can come in a lot of different ways.
You just gotta feel it out, okay?
I feel like...
relief.
Like, I spent my whole life worrying about her.
You know what I'm saying? Worrying about where she was,
-what she was doing. -Yeah.
What might happen to me.
And now that she's dead,
I'm not worried no more.
Ain't that, like, a fucked up way
to think about your mother?
Baby, how you feel is how you feel.
Are you sure that's okay?
Look, I mean, if she had been a loving and amazing mom,
then I would be worried about how you feel.
But she wasn't.
So I get it.
Yeah, I'm gonna be all right.
You will, baby.
I know I'm gonna be good, babe.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Just give it time, okay?
Yes.
Talk to Dr. Reid. It's gonna be okay, baby.
I know it's gonna be okay.
-Yeah. -'Cause I got you too.
Mm-hmm. And I ain't going nowhere.
I ain't going nowhere either.
Can I tell you something?
No.
No?
No, 'cause I gotta tell you something first.
What is it?
Thank you for loving me.
Well, you make it easy.
-Sometimes. Yeah. -Yeah?
You and I both know that's a lie.
I mean, okay, it's not easy.
Ugh, yeah.
But you're getting better.
Am I?
Yeah, you're doing great.
You promise to tell me if I'm not?
Yes, I will.
-Yeah? -Mm-hmm.
I'll be the first one to tell you
because we been through too much shit.
-Yes, we have. -Mm-hmm. Yeah.
I've never had nobody love me like you.
-Really? -Yes, really?
Tell Connie that.
Why I gotta tell her that?
'Cause she's downstairs.
-What? -Mm-hmm.
Look, I know your friends are wild,
but I invited them.
You invited them here?
You know me. I used to...
Uh...
-Past tense. Yes. -Yeah, very much past tense.
-Past tense. -Yeah, mm-hmm.
God, you amazing.
I never thought my wife would be inviting my ex
to our house.
Well, that is what you call security.
I see what you did there.
You see what I did there?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
You know, but seriously, when you have a secure woman
who knows what she brings to the table,
she is the least bit jealous of a downgrade.
Damn!
It is what it is. I'm just saying.
Plus, you know what you got.
Oh, and, um, Preston is downstairs too.
He is?
Mm-hmm, he wants to come up and talk to you.
You know, I don't know if it's just me,
but he seems a bit intrusive.
He do, don't he?
Is that, like, a white people thing?
I don't know. He just be walking in here.
And just sitting outside.
-Who does that? -And wanna come to your room.
I ain't never do that.
Yeah... You never do that?
I might've just barged in a couple of times.
Yeah, okay.
I'll go and check him later.
Yeah. You good?
Great.
Might be better if I had a drink, though.
I can handle that.
-Can you? -Yeah, I'll get you one.
You got me?
With your fine self.
Mm, hate to see you leave,
but I love to watch you walk away.
Boy...
So you a real cowboy?
I am.
So that means you know how to ride?
You better believe it.
I mean, like, you know, horses and shit.
Absolutely.
Are you, are you, um, still dating Zac's home girl?
No, but I told you that.
But y'all, y'all not together no more?
No, we're not.
I'm so sorry to hear that.
Well, that's all for the best, I guess.
Yeah. You know, you really are very sexy?
I mean, this black you got on just...
Well, thank you, Deja.
Don't you think I'm sexy?
Well, of course, but this is a repast.
What? A bitch can't look sexy at a repast?
Yeah, you're like an E-I-E-I-O and shit.
Okay, whatever the fuck that means.
Take my number, okay?
I wanna hear more about this E-I-E-I-O
or whatever that means.
It sound erotic.
Okay.
And, listen, I'ma be honest.
I haven't had a good ride in a long, long time.
-I'm sorry to hear that. -Me too.
And I would love to learn how to ride a horse.
Oh, I can definitely teach you that.
-Oh, yeah? -Yeah, you got the cowboy boots?
I got stilettos.
Even better.
Oh, shit.
Where you going?
You know she don't really fuck with me like that.
Um, what is that about?
That's nothing.
Listen, it's nothing.
I'm glad you made it.
I got you.
Thanks, bro.
Sure thing, man, you know I had to be here for you.
I see. I also see you dressed for the occasion.
You see, special up.
Don't start, man.
I put my good boots on for you and everything.
-Don't start. -I see, I see, I see.
What about you, man? You doing all right?
Mm, I'll be all right.
You know, I'm just taking it one day at a time.
I know. But, look, you know I'm here for you.
I know.
Okay, and the money thing. Don't worry about that.
I just want you to focus on you right now.
Thanks, bro.
You know it.
Is there anything I can do for you?
Nah, I'm good.
As a matter of fact, I got some people I need to talk to.
Some family and stuff.
-I get it. I got you. -All right, give me some.
Oh, come on, man.
-My bad. -Make yourself at home.
You ain't at the farm. Jeez.
Connie!
Hey.
What's up? You over here, all pensive. What's good?
-Oh, nothing. -No?
How you holding up?
I'm good. You know, trying to maintain.
Yeah, you good.
Are you sure?
A little bit.
And you got that one by your side.
Yeah, I do.
Excuse me.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing? What are you doing?
I just wanted to talk about your moms, Ms. Gladys.
I just have some words. Can I share them, please?
Well, you've made it very clear that you gonna share.
Okay. Yo, everybody.
Um, yo, Ms. Gladys was funny as shit.
We used to have mad fun with her.
But she was mean too.
She was very mean, remember?
We took that money for that ice cream.
And she came outside, she was about to...
Beat our ass. I remember that.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
And it's so crazy
'cause we can look back and laugh at it now.
Yeah, it wasn't funny in the hospital, though.
It's funny now, though.
-Ha! -Ha!
Eat, eat, eat. Go eat. It's...
Zac.
My bad. It's just... My bad, though.
I'm sorry.
No, no, no, it wasn't you.
It's just a lot. It's a lot. It's a lot.
I know.
About everything.
But Ms. Gladys would be so happy
that you turned into this.
-You grown. You've... -Yeah.
You know what I'm saying? You really doing your thing.
Yeah.
You have a bomb-ass chick by your side.
I do.
-I really do. -Yeah.
-Hey, baby. -What's up?
You know, so I'm happy you and Fatima are together
'cause it couldn't be me.
Yeah, it could never, ever be you.
Baby.
You know, I get it, though. I get it.
But all I wanna say is
I got a lot of respect for both of y'all.
Your relationship.
And, Fatima, you know, I'm cool
and if one day, we could be cool
in your world, I'd like that.
Or whatever, maybe.
Okay, whatever, yeah.
But I've always loved Zac.
Oh.
-Not like, not like... -Not like that,
but he's my family.
-Yeah. -You know what I'm saying?
But everything we had before,
that's dead.
-Yeah, dead and gone. -Yeah.
But that's still my fam.
Yes, this is my fam.
They all my fam, man.
Hey, I just wanna say something real quick.
Oh, gosh, here we go with the crying.
Hey, don't block the blessings now.
Don't block the blessings.
Um, I just wanna say that, bro,
we're all just here because we love you, man.
I know we could seem messy and dysfunctional at times.
But this is our messy, crazy, dysfunctional family,
and we wouldn't have it any other way, bro.
-It's Zac Attack. -Locked in for life.
Ah, man, come on.
You know, I wanna say something too, man.
Ah, hell, no!
Okay, okay, okay.
Nah, but, for real, we love you, man.
And we have been through a lot of wild stuff together.
Oh, yeah, like the few times
you almost got us locked up, right?
Mad times. Not "few times." Mad times!
Yeah, that was you. That was you.
That was not me, Fatima.
That definitely sounds like you.
So you really with Nathan?
I mean, it's complicated, but, yeah.
Mm.
I know you not judging me.
No, I'm not, I'm not.
You got a lot to say
with that whore house you running over there.
They ain't married.
Well, they don't like dick.
See, you didn't even have to go there.
Well, let's not go there then.
You know, I don't even know why you here with him.
I'm not here with him.
He's friends with Zac,
so we're just both here.
-Together. -But not together, Belinda.
Whatever you wanna call it, Angela.
Whatever you wanna call it.
Don't you wanna go home?
No!
You should.
Why? 'Cause of Fatima mad ass?
You heard what Connie said. They're good together.
Please, that bitch,
she just trying to get in close so she can fuck Zac.
I don't think so.
I think that she's sincere
and that she's actually happy for them.
No. Nothing sincere about that bitch.
I think you're wrong.
I think I'm right,
and you know Fatima ain't going for that bullshit.
Yeah, she ain't.
She watching that bitch with both her side eyes.
Damn.
See, damn, this is why I didn't want you here.
You making me messy with you. You need to go, Belinda.
I'm not going nowhere.
Shit, I may need another drink before I go.
You got enough.
Is that the only reason you here?
Why else would I be here?
'Cause of Zac's mom.
That's right.
Forgive me, Jesus.
Hm-hm, you going to hell.
Zac!
What the fuck, man? Get off me!
-I need to go! -What is wrong with you?
What the fuck, man? Fucking fiend!
Tony, check this nigga, man. See if he all right.
There's always something with this guy.
What the...
Where that nigga at?
Who the fuck are y'all?
Where the fuck that nigga at?
Y'all gonna have to get the fuck out my house.
Fuck your house.
Gentlemen, I'ma need y'all to leave.
Please.
-Pssht. -Hey, yo.
You heard my man.
Dreadlocks.
Yo, don't make him ask twice, big boy.
You need to bounce, nigga.
Okay. Okay.
Ay, y'all niggas all right with me.
I'm still gonna fuck that nigga up.
All right, man.
Let's roll.
No, no! Fuck it...
Fatima!
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