- One point two, and I want Bellamy's job.
Previously on "Sistas"--
- Uh.
- Preston, unlock me. - Come on now, beg me, gal.
- You dating a preacher, and then randomly this lady
walking in? Maybe God trying to tell you something.
- I just wanna tell you, I didn't get it.
- You know I may know someone who's looking to rent a room?
- Who? - You're looking at him.
- Why? He has money.
- He said something about his fathers.
That's what they do, they make excuses when they on that sh*t.
- Gary got bail.
He's coming to get his money from you.
He knows that you were out last night.
Just be careful, okay?
- Gary, what are you doing here?
- I said I wanna talk to you! Get in the car!
- We can talk out here.
- You wanna talk out here?
- Yes, please.
- -- that, Andi, get in the car.
- I don't like your tone.
- Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet.
- Gary, calm down.
- Where's my kiss? - What?
- I mean, there's no kiss, um, no hug.
You didn't even ask how I got out.
- Why would I kiss you when you're acting like this?
- See, you didn't kiss me because of that guy.
- What guy?
- Andi, don't play these games with me!
- I'm not playing games with you, Gary.
- Then get in the car and let's talk!
- Gary, keep your damn voice down.
I am not getting in that car.
- You want me to embarrass you right here?
You want me to embarrass you right here?
- Gary, embarrass me?
Just stop, stop. - That's what I said.
- This is my place of business. - Tell me something.
Who was that dude you were with?
- What dude?
- Listen to me, I've been through too much sh*t!
I really need you to talk to me right now, okay?
- I am not saying anything to you until you calm down.
- Who were you with?
- Gary, I-- - Who were you with? Who was it?
Who--who was the guy you were with?
Who were you talking to? Who were you with?
- Are you having me followed?
- It was that guy that dropped you off.
- Oh my God, Gary, do you wanna go back to jail?
- Are you threatening me?
- I am asking you to calm down.
- And I'm asking you to tell me who he was!
- I'm not telling you anything.
- Tell me--and tell me who he was.
- Gary, give me my keys! - Andi, no! Alright!
I gave up everything for you.
Okay, I gave up my--my wife, my life, my kids, everything,
just so I could be with you.
- You can't blame me for that.
You were married, not me!
- And you knew that!
You knew that, Andi.
- And you wanna talk about this here?
- Well, I told you to get in the car.
- I will.
And I'm gonna go to my house. Give me my keys.
- And I'll be right behind you.
- No, you won't.
- Andi, what the -- ?
- Gary, don't talk to me like that--
- [indistinct arguing] - Hey!
Hey!
Is everything alright?
- Uh, look, man, everything's fine.
We're just--we're just having a conversation.
You can go ahead and go.
- Andi? - We're--we're good.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
- You need me to call security?
- No, get the -- out of here, alright?
- ♪
- Hayden, um, everything is fine.
Everything is good. - Okay.
- Gary, unless you want to go back to jail,
I suggest you give me my keys.
- ♪
- ♪ My girls hold me down
♪ Them boys mess around
♪ My love life is a headache
♪ We going out to tonight 'cause I'm looking for love ♪♪
- ♪
- [horn honking]
- What the -- are you doing?
Move your car! What, are you -- her too?
Alright, you're -- . Alright.
- [car door slams]
- [moans]
- [phone ringing]
- [phone vibrating]
- Just one moment, I'm sorry.
Hey, girl.
- ANDI: Hey.
- Look, I'm on my last client right now, okay?
I'll be there as soon as I can.
I told Aaron I'm gonna meet him early, just like you said.
Just give me a minute. - ANDI: Karen?
- What? What's up?
What happened?
- Gary.
- KAREN: What--what'd he do to you?
Melinda, come wash this out.
Come--come wash this out for me. Thank you.
What--what happened?
- He came to my job. He was...really mad.
- Well, did he hurt you?
- ANDI: No, he was just arguing with me.
- Where you at now?
- I'm in my car.
- KAREN: Okay, are you safe?
- I think so.
- KAREN: Is he following you?
- No.
- Okay, where you heading now?
- ANDI: I'm going home.
- Alright. I'm gonna meet you there, okay?
- Okay.
- KAREN: Look, wait.
Does he have the key to your place?
- No, of course not.
- Alright, look, I'm on my way, okay?
- ANDI: Okay. - Alright, bye.
- [phone beeps]
- Oh my gosh.
- ♪
- Hello?
- Hey, what are you wearing tonight?
- Whatever's clean.
- SABRINA: Yeah, I'm thinking the same thing.
- What she wanna talk about?
- Mm, I'm sure that she got her job back.
- DANNI: Yeah, that's good.
- Yeah.
- Why do you sound like that?
- SABRINA: Sound like what?
- Sabrina, I'm not in the mood to pull it out of you today,
friend.
- I'm fine.
Mm, how was your date?
With that bartender?
- Girl, he likes to lick booty.
- SABRINA: Danni, don't be vulgar.
- I'm not the one that did it.
- SABRINA: I can't with you.
- No, but listen--
- I don't want to listen, Danni.
- DANNI: No, uh, no, he used my toothbrush, hmm.
- That is disgusting.
Are you gonna get rid of it?
- I did. I donated it to my landlord.
- What? Why?
- She keeps letting Preston into my apartment,
and he walked in on me today, so there's that.
- Really? - DANNI: Yeah.
- Why?
- She likes him because he's so damn country and cute and nice.
- SABRINA: Isn't that ill*gal?
- Apparently not to her.
- Well, what did she say?
- "Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."
- SABRINA: That's crazy.
- I know. But, Sabrina, spit it out.
- Calvin said he wants to commit.
- DANNI: What kind of commit?
- Like to each other.
- But you don't even know him like that.
- I know.
- Oh, and the crystal meth thing, girl.
- SABRINA: We don't even know that to be true.
- Well, if it quacks like a duck.
- Listen, I've never even been around anybody who's done that
before, so how would I even know?
- DANNI: Ask Maurice, I don't know.
- How would he know?
- Oh, girl, he's been around.
- Oh, oh, Danni, uh, um... - What?
- I'm gonna see you later tonight. I'll see you then.
Okay, I'll tell you everything, I promise.
- DANNI: Alright. - Okay, okay, bye.
Okay, uh...
- [phone ringing]
- Yes?
- Hey, Maurice.
Um, where are you?
- MAURICE: I'm still at the bank.
- Maurice-- - I'll be leaving soon.
- SABRINA: What are you still doing there this late?
- I'm trying to catch up on all of this stuff.
I cannot let that b*tch take my job.
- Oh my God, he's not gonna take your job.
- I know he's not, because I'm here getting things done.
What do you want?
I'm trying to concentrate.
- So, you're thinking about letting Calvin move in with you?
- MAURICE: Why?
- I'm just asking.
- [sighs] Yes.
I could use the extra money.
- SABRINA: Okay, can you do me a favor and...
go to the cabinet on the left side?
There are these drug tests that we usually give the employees.
Do you mind just giving him one?
- And why would I do that?
- Maurice, you--you want him to move in with you, right?
You don't wanna live with an addict.
- You shady b*tch.
- Maurice, can you just do it?
- I will, mm-hmm.
But this has got to be ill*gal.
- Well, it doesn't matter, just don't tell anybody, okay?
- That's right, your secret is safe with me.
I won't say a peep.
- Okay. Thank you.
And go home.
- MAURICE: I'll do it. Now bye.
Bye-bye-bye-bye-bye.
I got to count, bye-bye. - Bye!
- Drug test.
- ♪
- [phone ringing]
- ZAC: Yeah? - Hey.
- What's up?
- FATIMA: I'm gonna leave my house key over the door.
- Uh...
- Look, I didn't wanna say it in front of those guys.
- Right, um, I think they might have figured that out.
- It's all good.
- ZAC: Well, uh...
- Look, the key will be over the door,
just come when you're done.
- Um...
- FATIMA: Why do you keep saying "uh"?
- Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright.
I got it, I got it, I got it. I'm gonna do it.
- Well, I might be out if you don't get off soon.
- Uh, no, well...I think we're gonna be wrapping up soon
anyway, 'cause one of the guys ain't show up, so--
- Okay, then I'll see you soon.
- Alright, alright, bro. Alright, I'll holler at you.
Yeah.
- Alright...bro.
- ♪
- [knocking at door]
- Who is it?
- KAREN: It's me.
- Oh.
- Girl, are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- What the hell?
What the hell did this as*h*le do now?
- Would you like to have a seat first?
- Absolutely, yes, I do. - Before you get all riled up.
- What'd he do?
- He was just mad.
- How'd he even get out?
- I don't know.
- Mm.
Well, he got some audacity popping up on you,
being all mad and sh*t for no reason.
Who does he think he is?
- Well, um...he knows that I was with Paris last night.
That may be the reason.
- Excuse me?
- Yeah.
- How the hell does he know that?
- I think he's having me followed.
- KAREN: Oh, hmm-mm.
- Karen, just-- - No, no, no, no.
You need to leave that man alone, okay?
- He was just upset.
- Girl, this ain't no [unintelligible].
It's dangerous, just trust me, okay? Trust me.
- I need you to trust me. He was just upset.
- Oh my gosh, same excuses.
You're like a broken record, Andi, come on.
- I just--I have to give him some money back.
He sent it to me from jail. - Good, he owes you.
He got you in all this mess. - Karen, I'm fine.
I'm fine, everything is fine.
I just--I wanted him to calm down.
- KAREN: Mm-hmm.
- I'm going to give him his money back, and we'll be done.
- No.
No. You can tell Brenda to give me the money.
He can meet me at the salon, and I'll talk to him, okay?
- It's not even that deep. I don't even know
why you're doing this. - Oh, it's not that deep?
It's not that deep. You forgot what his wife said
to you already, wow.
- And how am I supposed to trust her lying a*s?
- 'Cause you can see it with your own two eyes now, Andi.
Can you trust that?
- Yeah, I know. - You know.
You know, you know, you keep saying that you know,
but you ain't acting like it, come on.
- Damn, I still love him. - I know you do.
- Well, then give me a break. - I still love Zac.
- I know you do. - Okay.
But at some point, we gotta stop this sh*t.
We gotta just look out for ourselves for once, please,
can we do that?
- So you're done with Zac, hmm?
- I ain't got no choice. I gotta be.
For my own sake, Andi.
He's taken too much of me.
And this Gary's taking too much of you.
You know that.
I know you can feel that.
- I'm really not understanding why it's so hard to just love
a person and be loved in return.
I'm--I'm not getting it at all.
- I don't know.
But...we can't stop 'til we get it right.
- Mm. - And this ain't right, Andi.
- I know it's not. - KAREN: Mm-hmm.
So, do something about it.
What?
- I can't just get him out of my head and my heart that soon.
- I know that, but you gotta start somewhere.
You gotta start.
Just do it.
- I'm not as strong as you, Karen. You know this.
You treating me like I'm you. I'm not you.
I'm me. - Ah, sure, Andi, come on.
- Not when it comes to my heart, you know that, Karen.
I can't just cut people off.
"Bye, Zac. Get out, Zac."
I wish I could do that, but I can't.
I was planning a life with this man.
And you telling me to, poof-- - I know, I know.
- Mm-hm. - I know.
- Then just give me a damn minute, please.
- Okay. Okay.
- And in the meantime, we are gonna go out, we're
gonna hang out with the girls, and we're gonna have fun.
And we are not going to talk about men
and none of this bullshit.
- Andi...
You do realize that your minute has lasted for six months,
right?
- Yeah.
- I'm sorry, but...I'm giving you a minute,
but I just ain't going through this with you,
so if he come at you...your minute is over.
- I understand.
- Good. Finito.
It's done quick-- - Okay, see, now you done
made your point. I'm getting--
I'm gonna get dressed. - [unintelligible]
- Yeah. - Why? You look good.
- Uh, do I? - You do.
- That's the best thing you've said to me all day.
Say nicer things.
- I just drop gems, I don't know what you're talking about.
- Please, nicer words.
- Just dry your eyes.
- ♪
- [knocking at door]
- Who is it?
- HAYDEN: It's me.
- What the hell?
- Can I come in?
- You didn't call.
- Yeah, but I wanna talk to you.
- Well, you should've called.
- HAYDEN: It's about Andi.
- What about her?
- Can I come in? You gonna make me stand out here?
- Alright, come on, you got five minutes.
- Okay. Okay.
- I'm going out.
- Oh, you are, huh? - Yes.
- With who?
- You don't get to ask those questions.
- Yeah, you right. - Yeah, that's not what we do.
- Okay.
- So what is it?
- Well, that guy is angry.
Did you know that he was at work in the parking lot?
He was being very threatening.
- What? What happened?
- He just being disrespectful to Andi,
had this crazy-a*s look in his eye.
- What? - Yeah.
I didn't know what to think.
How well do you know her?
- I mean, I'm getting to know her.
- Well, would you know if she was in trouble?
- I don't know her like that, but I can try and talk to her.
- Okay, cool.
- That's it?
- I mean, you look great.
- Hayden. - What?
- There is nothing going on with us anymore.
- Yeah, why not?
- Look, that was one night.
It was fun.
But don't be catching feelings now, come on.
- How could I not?
- [sighs] What do you want from me?
- I mean...I feel like you the one.
- [laughs] That's cute. - Oh, yeah?
- I'm the one for a lot of guys.
But I'm not interested.
- Really?
- Yeah.
There's nothing a man can do for me that I can't do for myself.
- Mm.
I don't get you, Fatima.
'Cause every girl I know that's your age,
they're trying to get married.
- Yeah, well, I'm not that girl, alright?
- Well, I know why.
- Man, if you don't get out of here--
- No, you can tell me.
What is it?
Your daddy did something to your mama, right?
- Wow.
If you don't get out of here with that ignorant sh*t--
- Oh, it's ignorant that I wanna marry you--
- Marry me?
Boy, nothing, go.
- Ha.
You know what, Fatima?
You're gonna look back, and you're gonna see.
You missed out on some real good opportunities.
- Mm.
Guess what?
You ain't one of 'em, alright? I'll take my chances.
- Really? - Yes, now go.
Boy, bye.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
See, it kinda feel like--like you rushing me up out of here.
What? You got somebody coming through?
- Yes, I do. - Really?
- You wanna meet him?
- Yeah, I do, actually. - Okay.
You can meet him on the other side of the door.
- Wow. - Yeah.
- It's like that? - Yeah, introduce yourself -- .
- [laughs] Okay. - Alright.
And don't be coming over here unannounced -- ,
you ain't got it like that.
Yeah, bye.
- ♪ Don't stand so close, they be calling about a move ♪
♪ 'Cause my body's so cold, about to get cold ♪
♪ Slapping money's my mold 'cause my body's so cold ♪
♪ Better have you know, got my honey watching so ♪
♪ 'Cause my body's so cold
♪ Don't tread so close ♪
- Oh damn. - Hey, look, I didn't go in.
- Oh, I know.
Cussed her a*s out, so...
- Well, yeah, I could tell,
'cause she wasn't having it today.
- Oh, she learned her lesson.
She's a good student.
- Right. Can I come in?
- Come on.
- PRESTON: I wanted to apologize.
- Yeah, I wanted to talk about what happened.
- Uh, look, we'll get to you in a minute, but me first.
- Okay, go. - You wanna sit down?
- No, talk.
- I didn't understand why you got so mad
until I talked to my sister.
And she told me just how offensive
me calling you a gal is.
- Your sister's smart.
- And, look, we're getting to know each other,
and some of this stuff I just--I don't know.
- You should.
- How can I when I've never been in this situation before?
- Preston, if you wanna date Black women,
you need to know what's offensive to Black women.
- You're right, but that's not what I mean.
I mean, that's just a word that I've called girls before
who weren't Black.
- African American.
- African American.
- I'm just messing with you. - PRESTON: Okay.
- Really don't know a lot. - Don't--don't do that.
- I'm sorry. - I'm--I'm trying to learn.
- I know.
- PRESTON: Okay, good.
- I could have been more...
patient and calm, more--
- Okay, look...I think it's safe to say we both were wrong.
- Uh, you more than me a little.
- PRESTON: Okay, fine, I'll take that.
- Okay, good, 'cause we can't argue that.
- Now can we talk about the guy?
- What guy? Who? What?
- Oh, okay, so now you wanna sit down?
- Due to my feet hurt, taking a load off.
- Well, I think I'll join ya.
What's up? Are we gonna talk about that guy?
- What guy? What guy?
We don't need to talk about him. - Okay.
- He's a vagrant that I was letting shower.
- Did you sleep with him?
- We're not together. - Okay.
Is that something that you do?
- Preston, what does that mean?
- I mean, how many men are you sleeping with?
- However many I want to. Does that upset you?
- Yeah, it kind of does.
- Why?
- Any man who likes a gal--I mean, girl--I meant girl.
- Okay. - Alright, look,
just work with me, give me a minute, I promise,
I'll--I'll get it right.
It's gonna take a little time.
Any man who likes a girl--a girl--wants to--
- Woman.
- A woman wants to be the only one.
- So does any woman.
- I didn't like that.
- We're not together.
- But it felt like we were
in that moment.
- Preston, I don't know what to tell you.
- Don't do this, Danni.
- Don't do what? What am I doing now?
What am I always doing?
- Don't say something you don't mean.
I thought we talked about this.
You tell me the truth, the same way I'm telling you the truth.
- You know, I called you several times--
several times--despite all of that.
And I was still--still missed you.
And, um, he was at the bar.
Preston, I just wanted someone to hold me...
like you do.
I wanted someone to be with me.
I wanted someone to make me feel the way you make me feel.
- That was honest.
- I know, well, you wanted honesty.
- How does that feel?
- Depends on how you react.
- Well, I'll always appreciate the truth.
- There you go.
Thank you.
- So did he?
- Did he what?
- Did he make you feel any of the things that I made you feel?
- No.
Empty as the condom was when he left, which is weird.
- I'm sorry.
- He wanted to lick my butt.
- Danni, hold on.
- What?
- That's too honest.
- Oh, you wanted honesty.
- Yeah, but that's too much.
- That's what I told him. You know what? I blame you.
- What did I do?
- You weren't here.
- So, do you like him?
- No, I don't like him at all.
- Danni, do you like me?
- I really like you.
That--I thought that was--[sighs]
- Okay.
That's great.
Look, since I'm here, do you want me to...
cook dinner or something?
- That would be nice, but I'm going out with the girls.
- Okay. Well, why don't I stay here and have dessert ready
for you when you get back?
- I'd like that.
- Look, I love honesty, Danni.
- I think I might like it too.
Don't start, Preston, no. - Oh yeah?
I wanna start. - No, I--
Okay, sh*t, I'm gonna be late.
Alright, come on-- - Okay, but look.
I'm not licking your butt.
- You better not.
I've never asked you. - Let me just--
- I've never asked you to lick my butt.
- Look, I'll lick you everywhere else,
but I'm not doing that.
- I'm not licking yours either. How 'bout that?
- I hope not. - Okay.
- ♪
♪ Being around you is a present ♪♪
- ♪
- Ain't none of this sh*t right.
What the hell?
[sighs]
- [phone ringing]
- This is Extravaganza.
- Hey, what you doing?
- MAURICE: What manner of man is this?
- It's me, Calvin.
- Oh, hey.
- CALVIN: Hey, what are you doing?
- I'm at work.
- Wait a second, I thought the bank was closed.
- Yes, it's closed, but I still have reports
and all this stuff to do.
- CALVIN: Oh, okay.
- What is it that you need?
- Well, I was seeing if you thought about my offer.
- MAURICE: What offer?
- The offer about me moving in with you.
- [sighs] We're gonna have to talk about that, Calvin.
- CALVIN: Alright, cool, let's talk.
- In person.
- Alright.
What, you wanna go to dinner or something?
- MAURICE: Sure, I can always eat.
- Alright, well, I can come by and pick you up.
- Uh, I'm gonna be here a few more hours.
Um...
- Okay.
- MAURICE: But you can pick a b*tch up a burger.
- [laughs] Alright.
- Uh-huh, how long's it gonna take you to get here?
- CALVIN: It shouldn't take me too long.
- Okay. Call me when you're on your way, girl.
- Alright, I'll be there shortly.
- MAURICE: Alright, bye-bye. - Alright.
- ♪
- [knocking at door]
- I'm coming.
Hey, come in, come in.
Nice to see you.
- Nice to see you.
- Sorry I'm running a little behind right now,
but I'll make it up.
- I mean, you're dressed up really nice
to go to the grocery store.
- Oh, well, yeah, I'm gonna go see the girls at , so I
figured if we go now, then that leaves me about minutes.
- You're gonna see the girls? - Yeah.
- Oh, you should have told me. We can do this another time.
- Oh, I didn't wanna.
- Oh, but now you're in a rush.
- I ain't wanna because I wanted to see you.
- You wanted to see me? - Mm-hmm.
- Wait. - What?
- Is this bad news?
- No, Aaron, what is wrong with you?
- AARON: I'm saying. - Goodness.
- AARON: Nervous. Just a lot-- - Oh, but I did wanna ask you.
Um, do you know a woman named Rachel Hollister?
- Rachel Hollister?
- She's the first lady, preacher's wife.
- Mm-hmm, I don't.
- No? - AARON: Hmm-mm.
- Oh. - Why do you ask?
- Well, um, I just--she came in, and uh--well,
I just thought it was a little strange that she came in.
- Why would that be strange?
- 'Cause I ain't never seen a first lady in there before.
- And that made you think of me?
- Absolutely, yes. - Uhm.
- Mm-hmm. - Okay.
Maybe, um--you think maybe God's trying to telling you something?
- Oh my gosh, don't say that. - Why?
- 'Cause Pam said the same exact thing.
- [laughs] Really?
- Yeah, goodness.
- I mean, what do you think he's trying to tell you?
- Okay, I ain't gonna go there.
I'm not gonna do it. Hmm-mm. - [laughs]
Could it be that maybe, um, we should get married or--
- Slow your roll. Huh-uh, no.
- I'm messing with you, I'm messing with you.
- Mm-hmm. There was a little bit of truth in them jokes.
- Yeah, there is.
I won't lie on that. - Mm-hmm. So let's stop.
- Okay. - Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, I will say I have been praying for you, so who knows?
I'm just-- - Okay. You know what?
- Alright, I'll stop, I'll stop, I'll stop, stop.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
- Uh-huh. - [laughs]
- Goodness.
- So, look, how 'bout we just go tomorrow?
- Is that okay? - Yeah.
I mean, I don't need much.
And I just wanted us to go back where we met.
- Oh, well, that's so sweet.
- You're sweet. - Oh, I'm sweet.
- You are sweet. - Sweet, mm.
- So sweet, so sweet.
- Stop that, mm-hmm. - [laughs]
- Back. - Right.
- Yep. - Mm-hmm.
So have fun with the girls.
Yeah? - Uh-huh.
You know, it'd be great if you were here when I got back.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I mean, I love coming home to--[laughs]
- Say no more.
- So you'll be here?
- Yeah, I'll go grab a bag and I'll come right back.
- Okay. - Okay.
Well, I'll let you do your thing.
- Okay, thank you. - Yeah, sure.
- Mm-hmm.
- Uh, do you need money?
- What?
- You know, money to hang out?
- Um, nah.
Nah, I'm good.
- Yeah, you sure? 'Cause-- - I'm--I'm sure. [laughs]
- Okay. - Yeah. Oh.
Earring again. - [unintelligible]
- Ooh. - Maybe do you wanna
just stay with me, is that-- - Maybe.
Maybe that's what this is a sign of--
- Yeah, maybe like don't go out,
let's just stay in. - --stay in. I'm gonna go out.
I'm gonna go out. - Okay, yeah. Yes.
- You go get your bag. - Do your thing,
I will get my bag. - Okay.
- And I'll be here, um, when you get back.
- Good.
- ♪
- I will.
- You look very good.
- Thank you.
- ♪
- Do I need any money?
What the hell?
I mean, heaven--sh*t.
[sighs]
- ♪
- [knocking at door]
- Who is it?
- It's a glass door, you can see me!
- Are you by yourself?
- Who else would I be with?
- MAURICE: Hmm-mm.
You could be kind come up here and rob a doll.
- CALVIN: Just open the damn door, please!
- Come in. - Thank you.
- Mm-hmm. You got my burger?
- Yep, right here.
- You got extra mayo on it.
- As disgusting as that sh*t sounds, yes.
- Ooh, you sure do know how to make a girl drool.
- So about me moving in with you, um--
- You're just gonna go straight in like that, huh?
- What are you talking about? - I mean, no lube,
no prophylactic, no condom,
no nothing. - What?
- Straight in!
- Well, I need to know.
- Why?
Are you in a rush?
- No. Since my dad died, my dad's moving to Florida,
and I gotta make a decision.
- Are you moving to Florida?
- No, but I'm giving him my savings
so he can be comfortable.
- Ah, Calvin.
You're giving him all your savings?
- Yes.
- That white man ain't got no saving?
- Maurice, come on, man.
- Calvin, that is really sweet. You're a good man.
- Thank you. - [claps]
- So, can I move in with you?
- Yes, Calvin, you can. - Yes! Thank you.
- That's a pirouette. - Thank you.
Yes, yes. - Oh.
- Look you're not gonna regret it, man.
We're gonna have fun.
I'm--I'm really neat. I'm clean.
I'm very low maintenance. - Wonderful. Yeah, yeah.
First, take your d*ck out.
- ♪
- I'm sorry, what?
There ain't gonna be none of that. And I mean ever.
[indistinct whispers]
- MAURICE: Uh-huh.
I need you to pee in this cup.
- Why would I do that?
- Because I need to drug test you.
- Are you serious?
- Yes, you'll never be in my house stealing
my air conditioner again. - What the -- does that
even mean? - Never again!
Pee in the cup.
- [sighs] Alright, fine.
Where's the bathroom? - No, no, no, no.
Right here. - Maurice.
- Do it right here.
- I'm not about to let you watch me pee,
especially in a bank. Come on, bro.
- The--the cameras, they don't look at the cameras unless
something happens.
Let's have it.
- Are you serious?
- Golden shower, yes.
- Go over there. Way over there. - No, no, no, no.
I'll turn around so that I can hear the rain in the forest.
Make it rain, Calvin.
Make it rain!
Did you know that you can tell the size of a man's p*nis
by the sound of his drip?
Sounding heavy for me, Calvin.
Go on, Calvin, with the drawers.
- Okay, I can't concentrate. Quiet!
- [pee dripping]
- Had corn today?
What's taking so long?
- I'm not used to peeing
while a man is standing right next to me.
- Oh, you missing out.
You ain't never been to a public bathroom?
That's where I get all my men.
- Stop before you make me spill this.
- Truck stops.
Gas station.
a*s station.
Church.
- Alright.
- Don't put that right there. I'm trying to eat my sandwich.
- Well, where do you want me to put it?
- Well, go put it over the counter or something.
- [sighs] - I ain't touching that.
Stink.
- Fine. Look.
I'll be over tomorrow.
Thank you so much. - No, no, no, no.
The results won't be back by tomorrow.
- Maurice, it'll be clear.
- Mm-hmm. You sure you ain't doing no drugs?
- No. - What about a little weed?
- I don't do drugs.
- What about a little cocaine?
- I've had asthma ever since I was a kid.
I don't smoke or do drugs.
- You ever did a little crystal meth?
- Just check the test.
- I'll check it.
- And I'll be over tomorrow with your money.
- Mm, the test won't be clear.
- Maurice.
- Okay, I'll see ya tomorrow.
- Come lock this door. - Alright.
Don't touch it!
I'll get it.
Nasty a*s hands.
- I'll see you-- - Go on now!
- ♪
- [knocking at door]
- If it's this mother -- again, I swear.
Hey. - What's up?
- You came right in time. I was about to leave.
- You want me to go? - No, no.
So, how do I look?
- ZAC: You look good.
- Well, that should have been the first thing you said when
you walked in the door.
- Oh, my bad.
- What's wrong with you?
- Nothing.
- Mm.
That's some strange energy you got going on.
- Okay.
You know, I was thinking.
- About what?
- You look great.
- Well, thank you.
- You're a beautiful woman.
- Okay, now you're saying all the right things.
- And I mean it.
- And I appreciate it very much.
- You know, you look so good, you probably have a ton of men
just...dropping at your feet, right?
- No, I don't.
- You sure?
- Yeah, I think I would know.
- Okay. But you're going out though,
right? - Yeah.
- I can--I can come back.
- No, I want you to stay.
- You do? - Yes.
- But you're going out.
- And I'm coming back.
- Alone?
- Zac, what the hell is wrong with you?
- What do you mean?
- Look, if there's something you wanna ask me, just ask.
I'm an open book.
Mm-hmm.
- Why you want me here?
- Well, we had a great time last night,
and I was hoping...that we could have an even better one tonight.
- Why you being so nice to me?
- Damn. - Damn what?
- I let you out of my sight for a few hours, and we gotta
start all over again? - Start what?
- Building you up. - Oh, that's what you doing?
- Yes.
- You sure you're not buttering me up?
- What does that mean? - Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
How many dudes in the program you doing this to?
- Wow.
So you think I'm some type of wh*re?
- No.
- I haven't been with anyone else in the group, alright?
- How 'bout Hayden?
- Who you been talking to?
- I just asked the question.
- You know what?
Don't let them losers you work with...let you mess up
a good thing listening to that bullshit, alright?
- Now they losers, now they losers, right?
But you still ain't answered the question though.
- Alright, we had sex once. - Ahh!
- But I didn't like it.
But we remain friends. - Okay.
- Look, Zac, and I'm only telling you this,
because you asked, and I felt like telling you.
But really, it's none of your business.
Alright?
- Okay.
- And I'm a grown-a*s woman.
I got me.
And I'm in control, alright?
But you need to figure out what it is that you want,
'cause I'm very clear on what I want and what I don't want.
- Okay.
- And if you're into playing games, I'm not the girl.
- Okay.
- You know what? I'm about to go.
- With a guy?
- If I want to, yeah.
- So I could just come back.
- You know what?
I'll leave it up to you.
- ♪
- Okay. - Okay, then whatever.
- ♪
- Remember me?
- SABRINA: Next on "Sistas"--
- What do you want?
- I just came to check on you.
- I'm here doing nothing, so I think I'll just go to the house.
- That's some real nice shoes, man.
I saw those same shoes at Fatima's in the corner.
- He is not making me change.
- I do like him.
- I'm usually dating two or three guys.
- Why did you go home with the bartender?
- Why'd you go home with Paris?
- She's off with some dude spending my money? My money!
- I don't wanna talk about me tonight.
I want us to celebrate, I want us to eat, I want us to drink.
- ♪ Hallelujah - ♪ Amen
- [sips]
- ♪
- ♪
- ♪
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02x09 - When I Get Home
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A group of single black females from different walks of life who bond over their one common thread: why am I single?
A group of single black females from different walks of life who bond over their one common thread: why am I single?