-"Discreetly designed."
-[Fatima] She's perfect.
Why would I f*ck this
when I could f*ck that?
Previously onZatima...
[Zac] It's my brother.
[Zac] I told him I would go see
my mama tonight.
You know, I know you got
a lot of money.
I don't know about a lot.
[Gladys] I need some groceries.
I got it.
[Gladys] You're on me
like the damn police.
Damn!
Today she left me again.
Gave her $100.
And snuck out
the back door.
[phone ringing]
Hey.
Hey, girl, where you at?
Yeah, I'm just waiting
on Zac to come down.
Mm, okay, well, I'm here.
[Fatima] Where?
At the parking garage at work.
Why are you there?
'Cause I'm waiting on him
to bring that tire back.
-Well, has he?
-[Angela] No, not yet.
Well, hopefully,
he didn't steal it.
Girl, he didn't.
Okay, well, when you see him,
ask him how much I owe him.
Um, Fatima, you need
to get here.
What are you saying, Angela?
You need to keep
your options open.
Angela, I am engaged.
Will you stop?
My mama always said...
Girl, your mama
ain't never said nothing wise.
Okay. You right.
All right,
I'll see you at the office.
[Angela] Wait, wait, wait.
Is Zac dropping you off?
Yeah, but he's moving
a little slow this morning.
He had a rough night.
I'll tell you about it.
Okay, I know you will.
All right,
I'll see you later, girl.
Okay, bye.
[Fatima] Hey.
What's up?
You all dressed up.
Yeah. Sorry I'm late.
-No, you good.
-Ready to go?
You okay?
Yeah, I'm good.
Okay.
I just want you to know that...
I know. You got me.
Yeah.
Come hell or high water,
[Fatima] I got you, baby.
I love you. I really do, Zac.
I love you too.
-Come on, get you to work.
-Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh.
I'm going to tell you that
as much as I have to,
so that you never have to
doubt it, all right?
I know.
I know you do.
Come on.
[music]
♪ Love aint perfect
♪ But we still work it
♪ Ain't gonna be
what we see on TV ♪
♪ But it's damn sure worth it
Uh-huh ♪
♪ Love ain't perfect
♪ But we still work it
♪ 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-doo ♪
♪ We still work it
[music]
You see this sh*t?
-Now she got a neck brace on.
-[Deja] Hey!
Can you help me?
-Help you?
-In the car.
-[Zac] No, get in the car.
-Not you.
-[Fatima] Girl...
-Go get in the car.
[Deja] Do you see this?
Look at me.
You are the reason
that I'm like this.
-Really?
-No, no...
You better be glad
that's all I did.
-No, no.
-Are you still threatening me?
-You better know it.
-Stop. I need to...
So you not even gonna help me?
No, he's not.
[Fatima] The girl better
be glad she breathing.
-Are you serious, Fatima?
-Yes, I am.
[Zac] What if she
really hurt, though?
Look at her.
You know what? Here, hold this.
I'm gonna go help her.
[Deja] Are you
not even gonna help me?
-I'm gonna help you.
-No, no, no!
-I don't want your help!
-I got it. Too late.
-[Zac] No, no, no!
-I don't...
Oh, my God.
No, I don't want your help!
[Fatima] This sh*t.
Give me this sh*t.
-Don't throw the...
-[Deja] No! Zac? The lettuce.
I'll help you.
[Deja] No! No! No...
Girl, you breaking my damn wine!
-[Fatima] Oh, well.
-[Zac] Why would you do that?
Zac, did you see this sh*t?
No, I didn't. What happened?
Who the hell be cleaning up?
You asking too much.
Ain't nobody cleaning that up.
[Fatima] I've warned you.
What the hell?
Your lettuce. Here's your...
-Don't kick the...
- --damn lettuce!
Zac, let's go.
Put that sh*t down.
She was trying to give me head
of lettuce.
You got my tampons
covered in wine!
That's all right, girl.
Them tampons
will suck up that wine.
-Get in the car. Get in the car.
-You should open the damn door.
Act like you know.
-[Deja moaning]
-sh*t.
[car honking]
[Zac] Here, come on, come on.
[car honking]
[Zac] Come on, come on.
Get in the car.
Why you blowing the horn?
It's a residential neighborhood!
Get in this car.
-Damn.
-Sick of her sh*t.
Trying to give you some head.
[Zac] Why you got to do that
to that girl?
[Zac] Who is this?
Oh, babe, that's the contractor
I was telling you about.
He don't got no shirt?
Zac, stop it.
What you talking about,
"Zac, stop it"?
This ain't the f*cking jungle.
Zac, he's just trying to help.
Do you know how hot it is?
You should've seen
how sweaty I was
trying to change the damn tire.
Oh, so he saw you sweaty, huh?
I know what he trying
to help himself to.
Really, Zac?
I got something
for his a*s, though.
You... Zac, stop it.
Hey.
-[Fatima] Hey.
-[Angela] Hey, Zac.
What's up, Angela?
This is Paul.
Hey, what's up, man?
You tell me.
Okay. Well, just fixing the tire
for this
beautiful young lady here.
Hey, hey. Whoa, whoa.
Chill on all the compliments.
This is my fiancée.
[Paul] Okay. My bad.
-I didn't mean nothing by it.
-[Zac] Mm-hm.
But you a lucky man.
I know.
[Paul] Okay, well, there's
no need for the hostility.
I'm not hostile.
This is not me hostile.
Trust me, I'm just hot,
but I'm not hostile.
Okay? Right, baby?
-Yeah, babe, yeah.
-[Zac] Mm-hm.
Okay, well, Fatima,
your tire's all fixed, so...
Thank you so much.
How much do I owe you?
Oh, nothing.
No, no, no,
what you mean "nothing"?
You ain't gonna be
walking around,
just doing stuff
for her willy-nilly.
She gonna pay you.
Yeah, I got it.
I got it.
How much?
Honestly, Fatima,
it's my pleasure.
-Just doing it for you.
-Hey.
You ain't gonna be
pleasuring nobody.
Matter of fact,
we gonna pay you.
What I got in here?
-[Fatima] Oh, my God.
-[Zac] I got here,
one, two, three, four,
five, six, seven dollars.
Seven dollars, seven dollars.
There you go.
-[Fatima] Really, Zac?
-You good, you good now.
All right?
Zac... Paul, I am so sorry.
Thank you.
What you sorry for. That's $7.
He can get about
two, three shirts.
'Cause I used to wear them
flannel shirts
when I was
doing construction.
-[Fatima] I know.
-Yeah, okay.
Back in my smaller days,
you know?
-I'm big now, you know?
-Really?
-Yeah. Really.
-[Paul] All right.
-[Paul] Okay.
-Thank you.
-All right.
-[Zac] All right.
-Don't eyeball me, light-skin.
-Paul, sorry.
Zac, what the hell?
What?
Man, f*ck that n*gga.
Wow.
Okay, I'm gonna
go head into the office.
-See you later, and call me.
-All right.
Bye, Zac.
Bye, Angela.
What the hell, Zac?
What? What, that?
Yeah, Zac, don't act
like you do that all the time.
What was that?
I mean, that's no different
than what you do with Deja
every time.
Wow, okay.
He probably the n*gga that
flattened your tire.
-Really? You taking it there?
-Yes, really.
It is what it is.
-You know what?
-Look, I gotta go, all right?
So now you mad at me? Why?
I'm not mad, at all.
I'm not mad.
Zac, we were just happy at home.
What is going on with you?
I'm happy. Look at my face.
-You are not, something's wrong.
-I'm happy.
I'm good. Trust me, I'm good.
All right? I just got to go
to work.
[Fatima] Fine.
You just going with no kiss?
That's what we doing?
Yes.
You just gonna leave
the money there?
[Zac] Seven dollars,
you want it?
Don't try me, n*gga.
You know that ain't enough.
[Zac] Seven dollars, n*gga.
My $7.
[elevator dings]
-Girl, what the hell?
-Girl...
I know.
That man is jealous as sh*t.
Angela, I have never
seen Zac like this before.
-Mm-hm.
-I'm telling you that's not Zac.
Well, then, why the hell
is he acting like that?
I don't know. He went to see
his mom last night,
and he's been
in a foul mood ever since.
Damn.
I know. sh*t.
Well, Fatima,
this is what I mean
about keeping your options open.
I hear you, girl...
But do you?
Yes, but I'm telling you
that is not Zac.
No, what that was
was some bullshit.
I know that.
I don't need you to remind me.
Okay, well, I'm gonna go
upstairs then.
-All right. You too.
-[Angela] Have a good day.
You might want
to deal with that first.
-Hey, Bryce.
-Hey, Fatima.
-I'll see you later.
-Mm, bye.
Hi.
Hi.
-You're avoiding me.
-Bryce...
[Bryce] Wanna tell me
what's going on?
I just need some space, okay?
What? Why?
What do you mean "Why"?
'Cause we're moving
too fast, okay?
Okay.
Right, okay,
I'm gonna go upstairs.
Angela, hold on, hold on.
I came over here to see you.
I wanna talk to you.
Bryce, I gotta get
to work, so...
Your work doesn't start
for an hour, right?
Um, maybe
they need me there early.
Okay, hold on a second.
Can you just tell me
what it is, please?
Can we do this maybe later?
Yeah, sure. Do you want
to call me after work?
Sure. Whatever.
Okay, 'cause if you
don't call me,
I'm gonna come
to your house, okay?
I said I'll call you,
Bryce, okay?
Okay. Call me. Thank you.
-All right. Mm-mm. Bye, okay.
-Yeah.
I'll talk to you later, okay?
Uh, yeah. Okay.
It's like he don't have
no sense of what's going on.
-At all.
-He just be just wildin'.
-[Tony] Yeah, that's...
-[Nathan] Hey!
-sh*t. What y'all doing here?
-What's up?
Yo, what up, man?
You know, we had to come
check up on you, bruh.
Why?
We heard you saw your mom
last night, bro.
-[Tony] Mm-hm.
-How you heard?
You know Jeremiah
tells me everything about you.
Always running his mouth.
Yo, you good, bruh?
Yeah, I'm good. I'm good.
-Cool. We can go.
-All right.
-No, no, we can't go, bruh.
-Why?
Because we got to make sure
the homie's good,
-make sure he's straight, bruh.
-Yeah, n*gga got an attitude.
Told y'all I'm good.
Like, I don't know why y'all
keep looking at me like I'm not.
I don't look good?
You look good.
Look like shmoney.
-Thank you.
-Here, what about here?
-But how you feel though, man?
-I'm fine. Okay?
Y'all can leave.
No, bruh, look,
we gotta make sure you good,
and this place, n*gga,
this sh*t is nice.
You came up, bruh.
You got the nice chairs
and sh*t.
It's temporary.
-It is?
-[Zac] Yes.
What, it's not working out
with you and ole boy?
Hell, no. Not at all.
[Bryce] Oh, it's the boys!
Oh, my gosh.
-Stop. Stop.
-[Bryce] Come on, Big T.
Hey, hey, there we go.
Yeah, it's us.
Everybody doing good, right?
What's up, what's up,
we hooping this week?
Nobody's hooping.
No ba*ls this week.
No ba*ls playing with this week.
Baby, nope.
Okay, well, how you guys been?
-What's up, man?
-Man, we just chillin', man.
Yeah, we good, bro, you know.
Good. Good, good.
That's great.
You got busin...
Speaking of business, right,
the property on Peachtree,
you's gonna go
look at that, remember?
-The Peachtree property.
-Oh, yeah, yeah.
-Yeah, yeah.
-[Zac] Yeah.
-Yeah, okay, cool, um...
-[Zac] Yeah.
-Don't want to lose it.
-Yeah, you got it...
Fellas, thanks for stop, stop...
Yeah. Uh-huh. The Peachtree.
-Bow, property.
-It was good to...
Good to see you guys
in the office, man.
-All right.
-Good to see you too, Bryce.
What the hell was that?
Trust me, I'm saving you.
Saving me? Okay, so I can see
you in a bad mood.
So what she do?
-Why you always gotta go there?
-No, no, no.
Look at him, man, look at how
he be acting with us, all right?
I know she did something.
What she do?
The same thing Lori does.
Oh, damn, we got a monster.
She as bad as Lori?
No. You as bad as Lori.
That's why I'm going
to my office
and y'all getting
the f*ck up out of here.
-Come on.
-Take him.
sh*t, why you be tripping, bro?
You always getting upset.
-Look. All right.
-Unbutton your suit.
All right, look, just go on.
I'ma talk to him,
all right?
-He needs...
-Why?
What you mean?
Yo, Nate, just go to the car
and I'ma meet you there
in a second, all right?
Yo, y'all about
to have a meeting,
I should be in there first,
that's my boy too.
Yeah, but you the boy
that's always talking sh*t
and hates his girl.
Right? Just go, bruh!
Oh. No, no, no.
You a fan of her now?
My bad. I didn't get the memo.
You might wanna discuss that
with me next time.
Now y'all buddy-buddy and sh*t.
Okay. Cool.
Can you just go?
You know what?
You got an attitude.
He got an attitude.
I'ma leave
'cause I don't need this.
Make me trip.
Fancy-a*s office and sh*t.
Ooh. Oh, you got
an office-office, boy.
-I said leave.
-Look, look...
That meant you too.
Bruh, I'ma just say this
and then I'm gone.
What?
Look, bro, I know
you got a lot going on.
If you need somebody
to talk to, I'm here.
I know. I got you.
Facts.
Bro, are you good?
Y'all keep asking me
if I'm good.
Don't I look good?
No, you don't seem good, bruh.
Look, I know when you see
your mom and your brother,
they send you there, man.
And you have every right
to be mad as hell.
sh*t. I remember the sh*t
they did to you.
Please, please, please.
I mean, bringing up
all that jail sh*t, bruh.
I...
They always bringing up
the jail sh*t,
like he wasn't doing
the same thing.
Yeah, I know, man.
But, sh*t, bruh.
Look at your life now, man.
Look at this.
You got these
nice-a*s plush pillows,
the big-a*s office.
Tony, I feel like I owe them.
Bruh, you don't owe
anybody anything.
I hear you. I hear you.
-But that is my mother.
-[Tony] Yeah.
But I remember all the sh*t
that she did to you.
[Tony] It was a lot, bro.
Please don't remind me, please.
All right, well, look, bro,
we your boys.
If you need us,
we here for you, all right?
I know.
[Tony] And lighten up
on ole boy...
Hey, you do not know
anything about that, trust me.
Hold up. What, what happened?
Tony, Tony, Tony...
Oh, all right, all right,
all right.
-I don't wanna talk about it.
-[Tony] I got you.
I'll get up out of here
before you kick me out again.
But just know this.
If you need me,
I got you, all right?
I know.
-We locked in for life, right?
-Yes.
I know, I know.
My man.
I appreciate you.
-Love you, bro.
-I love you too, man.
You want this door shut?
-Just leave it. I need air.
-All right.
Yes, yes, I'm...
I'm sorry, there's construction
going on upstairs.
Yes. All right. Thank you.
Oh, my God.
This is driving me crazy.
[telephone ringing]
Andi Barnes' office.
Yes. Okay.
All right.
-Dion. We need four...
-Hey.
-Hey.
-There's four of them.
Hey! Hey.
I'm sorry, but my boss
is on a conference call.
They're complaining
about the noise.
Hold on one sec, hold on.
You going to be up here,
you gotta wear one of these.
What?
If you're gonna be up here,
you need to wear one of these.
And mess up this hair? Yeah. No.
I'm good. Is that even clean?
Look, I'm sorry,
but my boss is complaining.
Can you guys
just keep it down a little bit?
All right, I'll come down
and talk to him
when I finish
this last side right here.
-"Her."
-[Paul] Oh.
-I'm sorry. Okay.
-[Fatima] Mm-hm. Yes.
-That'll be "her," okay?
-[Paul] All right.
Thank you.
Hey, you know what? Actually,
I'm gonna come with you now.
Okay.
[elevator dings]
Look, um, I'm sorry.
No, I'm the one
who should be sorry.
No, I'm talking about earlier
with the tire.
Oh, yeah, no, that's nothing.
[metallic thudding]
You're kidding, right?
sh*t.
Come back, Dan.
[Dan] Damn.
Please tell me
you did not cut the power.
[Dan] Wasn't me.
One of these idiots hit a line.
I'm in the elevator.
[Dan] I'm sorry, boss.
We're getting right on it.
All right, well,
get it fixed quick, all right?
I'm in here
with a nervous young lady.
[Dan] We're on it, sir.
I'm not nervous.
Yeah, well, good
'cause I might be.
Why you nervous?
Should I be?
No, no, we're fine.
Everything's good.
It's just some stuff
from, you know, my combat days.
I get a little weirded out
in small, closed spaces.
You in the wrong business.
Combat?
Yeah. Middle East.
You all right?
Yeah, I'm good.
And are you
even old enough to fight?
I didn't say Vietnam.
I was 18 when I enlisted.
Okay, well,
thank you for your service.
You know, I always find it
strange when people say that
because I feel like
nobody really means it.
Well, I do.
-Oh, okay.
-[Fatima] Yeah.
My father was in the Army.
-Wait, really?
-Mm-hm. He's retired now.
Oh, nice.
Uh, yeah.
Um, I heard that one
call you the boss.
So you running things
around here?
Well, I hope so.
It's my company.
Oh. How long
you been doing that?
Well, my father,
he owned it first,
so I kind of just took over,
but I'd been working
with him for years,
so I knew the ins and outs.
Nice.
Yeah, well,
it's nice when it's nice
and when it's not,
well, let's just say
if I don't finish this job soon,
I'm probably gonna need
that money
your boyfriend threw in my face.
Yeah. Um, he's usually
not like that.
Well...
He's not. He's just been
really stressed out.
And I'm really sorry.
It's okay.
You know, he's actually
in construction too.
You'd really like him.
I highly doubt it.
I know you would.
No.
Any man who would be
that disrespectful
-in front of you isn't...
-He's not disrespectful.
Your dad was military
and you don't know
that he's disrespectful?
Okay, look, you don't...
Oh, you know, honestly,
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't even have said that.
It's just you're defending him,
you know, rightfully so,
and I'm just, I was
speaking my mind,
but that's not my place.
I'm sorry.
It's cool.
All right.
sh*t. Oh, God.
I don't have my phone on me.
Can you ask him how much longer
this is gonna take?
Dan, how long?
[Dan] We're on it, sir.
We're going as fast as we can.
Copy that.
-What?
-Hey. Zac, um...
What is it?
Okay, I can see
you're still in a mood.
-[Bryce] I'll just come back...
-No, come on, what is it?
Okay, um, I was wondering
if you told Fatima
about what happened.
Yes, of course I did.
Okay.
What?
Well, damn, that's why Angela's
been acting so weird and...
Well, can you blame her?
Gosh, man.
What did you say to her,
exactly?
What are you sitting down for?
I...
I told her what happened.
Okay, but what did you say
specifically to her
about what happened?
I specifically said
that you tried to kiss me.
But there's so much more
to the story, Zac.
Not on my end.
I just wish I got the chance
to tell her myself.
This is so...
You still do.
Go tell her. Like...
No, because it's tainted now,
because you told her.
I told her my truth.
Is this it, Zac?
Is this how you are now?
What?
You used to be
this great guy, man.
And you just turned
into this as*h*le.
-I'm an as*h*le? Me?
-[Bryce] Yeah.
It was just a kiss, man.
You're acting
like I m*rder*d your mother.
What the f*ck
you just say to me?
I, um... I...
Okay, Zac, I didn't... I...
I didn't... I don't know...
Say that sh*t again,
and I'll break
your f*cking face.
I'm sorry, man.
Don't you ever say sh*t
about my mother.
sh*t.
Your feet hurt?
You try standing
in these heels all day.
You should sit down.
I'm not sitting on this floor.
Oh, you know what?
Here, you can take my jacket.
-I'm good.
-No, take it, for real.
I'll stand. I'm fine.
Yeah, you know, this thing
is probably filthy anyway.
You said it.
I hope I don't smell.
-[Paul] I don't smell, do I?
-No, you don't smell.
Okay, good.
Hey, are you dating,
married, straight?
Uh, no.
No. And, yes.
Okay, great. So what'd you think
of my friend?
Your friend who?
From the garage. Angela.
Oh, Angela.
[Fatima] Yeah.
Eh, she's, she's nice.
Mm. Not your type?
[chuckling] No, sorry.
Uh, she's a really great girl.
I know. I'm sure she is.
It's just that, um, well,
I'm attracted
to a certain type of woman.
-Mm.
-[Paul] Yeah, see, it's, like,
my two exes, they look like
they came from the same family.
Oh, okay, so you got a type
and what do they look like?
You.
I see.
You are a stunning woman.
-Thanks.
-Yeah.
That bad dude's lucky.
He's not a bad dude.
Yeah, okay.
Well, he's a lucky dude.
Mm-hm. Thank you.
I hope he knows it.
No, he definitely knows it.
Are you sure about that?
He does.
Okay.
Why you say it like that?
I don't know. I mean, I just...
I know his type.
I've seen it, you know.
Misplaced anger.
He don't appreciate nothing,
he's just mad at the world.
That's not him, no.
Oh. Right.
That was just him today.
Right. Just today,
like, seriously.
So how long y'all been dating?
Um, about a year now.
Are you happy?
Very.
All right, well, I guess
that's all that matters, right?
That's right.
[Paul] You know,
if I had a chance,
I would do all that I can
to make you happy.
Yeah, well, that chance
will never happen,
um, but if you want
to talk to my girl,
-I can definitely...
-I don't want to talk to nobody
but you.
Can we just be friends
at least?
Yeah, no.
Damn. Is he that jealous?
No, you don't want
to be my friend.
-Oh, no?
-[Fatima] No.
Then what do I want to be?
Don't act like you don't know.
All right, well,
I tell you what, friend,
let me at least
give you this number, all right?
What number?
He's a good friend of mine,
all right?
He's a brilliant dude.
He's an amazing therapist.
He does these retreats
for the guys, you know.
It really helped me out.
Thanks, but he's fine.
He doesn't have to know
it came from me.
I just don't think
that's a good idea.
All right, well,
I'll tell you what,
let me just at least
give you his information.
You know,
you can look him up later.
Just have it on deck,
just in case.
All right, well,
what's his name?
His name's Dr. Jackson Reid.
All right, and he does
these workshops
called The Healthy Black Man.
I'm serious. Look him up.
I will.
You gonna remember that?
Yes, I'll remember.
All right, good.
[elevator banging]
Oh, my God.
sh*t.
Oh, my God.
What the f*ck?
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