03x03 - The Gift of Goodbye

[bunniefuu]

- He called me this morning very upset

that one of his models quit. I told him you'd be perfect.

- I don't know about that. - For me, babe.

- WOMAN: Previously on Sistas.

- MAURICE: Do you remember that nice gentleman

who stayed in your room?

The hustler that he was with stole your checkbook.

- She's doing a sh**t for a friend of mine at seven

and it would be really nice if you came.

Can you tell the girls?

- I left my laptop bag. - I'll go get it.

- You don't understand, I really need that.

- I got you. I'll get it.

Cart coming through. Gotta get the lady's bag!

- ♪

- Woo.

- Did you get it?

- I got it. - Oh, thank God.

- Thank God and thank Zac.

The plane was leaving and I had to tell 'em

I had to stop the plane.

I grabbed the plane and everything,

you know what I'm saying.

- You're a lifesaver. You have no idea...

- No, I do, I know, I know.

- No, you have no idea. My life is in this bag.

- If your life's in that bag, you need to be more careful.

What else you got in that bag?

- [chuckles]

Um.

- No, I wasn't asking for a tip.

I wasn't asking for a tip or nothing.

- Oh, no, no. - No, no, no!

- No, don't leave, don't leave. - Oh, no, 'cause I didn't...

- Here. Take it.

- What is this?

- Well, I'm not supposed to do this,

but, you know, it's a stock tip.

- A what?

- You know, stock markets.

This stock is gonna be worth a lot of money in hours.

But whatever you do, don't tell a soul that I told you.

I could go to jail.

- What? Is that why you whispering?

- Yeah. - So what do you, what is this?

- Just, just do it.

- What do you mean, "Just do it"?

You ain't Nike. Like, is this legal?

- For you? Yes.

But not for me.

You don't want to know how I got that information.

Put as much money as you can on this stock,

it's called Ballunezza.

They're going public in about hours.

I'm not supposed to tell anybody,

but anytime I can hook a nice man up, I'm in.

- Well, you're being very inconspicuous.

But um, how does this work?

- I know that you don't know me.

- No, I don't.

- You know what, there's my card.

Trust me. Just try it.

- Nah, I'm good. I can't do that.

- Well, you're gonna be one sorry a*s in the morning.

- Really?

- Look, what time do you get off?

- I'm off in a few hours. - I'm at the Belt-Line, call me.

You can come by and I'll walk you through it all.

- You serious? - Yes.

- Aight, bet. Aight.

- Okay. - I'll see you.

- Alright. - Give me some.

Quiet.

Can't let nobody see you.

Lady weird.

Damn, Danni! - Hey.

- What are you, like the ops?!

- Ops of what, stupid?

- You just be popping up. - What was that about?

- Will you just chill out. I was just getting a tip.

- No, who is she?

- Why don't you mind your business?

- You pushing up on a cougar, really?

- Don't you got a job to do?

- She gave you her number.

- A job. There's somebody at your desk.

- DANNI: Yeah, yeah I do. - So then do it.

- You do yours. - That's what I'm doing.

- DANNI: How's Fatima? - She's not part of your job.

- DANNI: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Anything with a coochie. - That's my job.

Cart coming through, cart coming through!

- FEMALE SINGER: ♪ My girls hold me down ♪

♪ Them boys mess around

♪ My love life is a headache

♪ We going out tonight 'cause I'm looking for love ♪

- [Ezzy money singing "Run A Check Up"]

♪ Run a check up, get your money ♪

♪ Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up ♪

♪ Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up ♪

♪ Run up a check, run up a check ♪

♪ Run up a check, run up a check ♪

- Where you going? - On break if you don't mind.

- Okay. - Where I'm going.

Ain't none of your damn business where I'm going!

- Sabrina. - SABRINA: What?

I'm busy Maurice.

- Well, I need to talk to you about Calvin's account.

- SABRINA: I said I'm busy.

- Okay, well I sent you an email.

Can you please read it?

- SABRINA: Fine. - h*.

- SABRINA: I'm busy, Maurice.

- It's Jacobi.

Sabrina, can I please come in?

- SABRINA: I'm busy.

- Sabrina, it's about work.

- SABRINA: What is it?

- Hey. - SABRINA: Hi.

I didn't say you could come in.

- Look Sabrina, I just wanted to say

I'm sorry about the other night.

- Okay, thank you.

- Aight, ummm....

- Shouldn't you be at the teller counter?

- Yes, but again like I said, I just don't want you

to be mad at me.

- Okay. - JACOBI: Okay.

Hey, I was tipsy.

- You just came to my house for a booty call,

okay Jacobi? That's it.

- Sabrina, you called me.

And you're gonna tell me you didn't enjoy it?

Hmm? - No, I didn't.

- Well, when I was kissing on your neck

and rubbing on your-- - Okay, Jacobi.

Please. - Okay, okay, I'm sorry.

- Go do some work. - Okay.

Look, I won't talk to you like that again.

Alright, I won't bother you again.

I can be professional and not mess this up.

Alright?

- Well, you need to be. - Okay deal.

So I have these reports

and one of them is not adding up.

So I need to know what I did wrong.

- Really?

Jacobi, really? - Really what?

- Are you running this game now?

- I'm serious.

Sabrina, come on. We gotta work together.

And I know you're a professional too.

Sabrina, please.

- Okay, I will help you. - JACOBI: Thank you.

What do you want me to do, pull up a chair?

- Okay, you can sit right there. Professionally.

- I will sit right here professionally.

- Do you wanna grab a notebook and a pen maybe

so you don't have to ask me again?

- I don't know what to do. - Here you go, take the pen.

- JACOBI: Thank you. May I have a notepad or book?

- Yeah, just... - Thank you.

- [sighs] Okay.

- So, what did I do wrong?

- We're gonna figure it out.

- ♪

- [phone ringing]

- Andi Barns's office.

- Hi, uh, Fatima. - FATIMA: Yes.

- GARY: This is Gary. - Hold for Ms. Barns.

- GARY: No, no, no, no, I want to talk you.

- No you don't.

- Okay look, I'm sorry.

- I'll transfer you. - GARY: No, no, no.

Look, look, it's for Andi.

Did she tell you about her photo sh**t?

- No, she didn't.

- GARY: Okay, well I set one up for her.

Can you, can you please go with her?

- She didn't ask me so, no.

- If she mentions it can you go with her?

- Gary, what is this about?

- Again, it's a surprise for Andi.

It's gonna be amazing.

- Alright, if she mentions it, I'll go.

- And, and, and, Fatima, please don't say anything

about it. - Bye.

- GARY: Alright, thank you. Fatima...

- The hell you up to?

- ♪

- Hey, you need anything?

- No.

- No coffee, no nothing?

- No, I'm fine. - Okay.

- Oh wait, here is the number to a police officer

I need to file a police report.

Could you ask him if I can do it over the phone, please?

- Yes. - Don't look at me like that.

- Well, you know I worry.

- It was just a little incident, it's fine.

- An incident?

- Nothing to worry about.

- You want to tell me about it?

- If I wanted to tell you about it--

- You would have told me.

- Precisely.

- Well, okay.

Do you want me to set this up for after work?

- I have an appointment after work actually.

- There's nothing on the books.

- Gary and a friend of his set up a photo sh**t for me.

- What?

- Yeah, he invited his friend by who is a photographer.

And his model canceled, apparently,

and they asked me.

- Wow. - What?

- Has he ever done anything like this before?

- No, I didn't even know he knew a photographer.

- Hmm, I see.

- What's that look about? - What look?

- Fatima, I can be a model.

- Girl, I know that. You're beautiful.

- Thank you.

- I just don't...

- What?

- Okay, am I talking as Fatima or your employee?

- Girl, tell me. - I don't trust the --.

- You sound just like the girls. - Well, they got a point.

- Look, I told the girls way too much

and they won't give Gary a shot.

- Look, I understand how that can happen.

Just don't forget that the sh*t you shared was the truth.

- Yeah, I get it. But for me,

could you just not sound like them, please?

- I'm sorry, okay. But I want to go with you.

- You do? - Yes.

You'll need an assistant.

- No, I'll be fine. - Andi girl, come on.

You gonna need an assistant

especially if you're gonna be all fly.

- Well, I do wanna be all fly.

- Okay, and I used to be a stylist, girl.

So... - You did?

- Yeah, girl. I worked at Congress too.

You didn't know?

Check my resume, okay?

- I did, I didn't believe any of the bullshit on there.

- Oh wow. - ANDI: I'm just saying.

- Wow. - [laughing]

- I got you, I got you. I'll be there.

Just text me the address. - Oh yes, I will.

- FATIMA: Alright, thank you. - Mmhmm.

- I don't trust this -- at all.

- ♪

- Maurice!

- Child, you scared me.

- What the hell?! - What is it?

- I just came from the ATM

and it said my account was overdrawn.

- Mama, that's what I was trying to tell you

when you hung up in my face.

- I didn't think you were serious.

- Calm down. They're gonna catch him.

- No, no, no, you don't understand.

I need my money.

- I do understand because I need my rent.

- I have your rent. - I know.

- But it's my check is gonna bounce if we don't fix this.

- Well we can reverse it for you, calm down.

- And you sure I just can't go to another branch?

- Not if you want it done right away.

It pays to know somebody.

- Alright fine, where is she at?

- She right in there.

- With the blinds closed?

- Yeah.

- So he's in there?

- I don't think so.

- You full of sh*t. - I'm serious.

I just got back from break, I don't know.

- You let me find out he's in there,

I'm gonna kick your a*s. - Child, come on.

Wooh, with the violence, child, that's turning me on.

- Shut up.

- Sabrina. - SABRINA: What?

- I need you to come out here, please.

I need a manager. - SABRINA: Can't you get

another one to do it? - No, you have to do it.

- SABRINA: Alright, I'm sorry.

- What's taking you so damn long to open the door?

- Wooh, so butch.

Girl you better hurry up, he gonna blow your house down.

Little red. Oh sh*t. I oughtta go.

- You knew his a*s was in there. - I didn't know.

- What do you need?

- I need you to reverse his charge.

Did you get my e-mail? - I got your email.

- Okay, well then you know what I need.

Reverse his losses.

- Do you have a police report?

- No he doesn't.

- Well if you don't have one I can't help you.

If you'll excuse me-- - Wait, a second.

What you got an attitude with me for?

- Look, we don't have anything to talk about..

- But you're the one that was in the wrong.

- We're at a bank.

- Look, this is stupid.

I don't want to do this anymore.

- Is this about him?

- Yo, I'm not in this. Alright?

- Oh, you're not in this but you had no problem

being in her last night. - MAURICE: Oh, no he didn't.

- Yo bro, that's inappropriate. - No he didn't.

- SABRINA: Please don't be vulgar.

Stop. Don't.

- Oh what, and you -- him in your kitchen

wasn't vulgar? - Yo, he lucky I'm at work.

- Calvin, you need to leave. You need to leave.

- Sabrina, so you know I need this money,

and you're not gonna sign it?

- How am I to know you need money?

- Maurice, didn't you tell her what was going on?

- I did. Listen Sabrina, I know the guy

who stole his checks. Calvin didn't do that.

- Well, if you remember I recently got in trouble

so if I don't get a police report, I can't do it.

I have to follow protocol. - You are so full of sh*t.

- Calvin, do not talk to me like that.

- I bet you if he asked you to sign it, you'd sign it.

- Yo, again, I'm not in this.

- Calvin, you need to go. - No, this is bullshit.

Sabrina-- - I'm done with this.

I'm not dealing with this! - No Sabrina, you know

I need this money. - I'm not doing it, I'm not,

I'm not-- - No you're gonna talk to me.

- Stop! - Don't grab her like that, bro.

- Shut your a*s up.

- Yo Maurice, you better get your boy.

- And what the -- you gonna do? What?

- You don't wanna -- ask that question.

- SABRINA: Maurice!

- MAURICE: Unh-uh, y'all stop! Oh my...

- CALVIN: [screams]

- Jacobi, what the hell are you doing?

-He started it! - I don't care if he start...

You need to go!

- Are you serious? - I'm so serious!

Calvin! - Sabrina, he came at me.

- I don't care. Leave! Jacobi, leave!

- So wait, no, no, no, are you firing me?

- I'm suspending you. Go!

- Wait what? - SABRINA: [unintelligible]

- Sabrina, that sh*t is not cool!

- Leave! - Can you not hear?

- Shut the -- up, Maurice.

- I know that he just screamed like a b*tch

and fell but I'm not that girl.

Goodnight, --.

- JACOBI: You on some bullshit, Sabrina.

- MAURICE: Buenas noches.

- ♪

- Mr. Masley's in the conference room.

- Okay great.

- And he wants coffee and a breakfast cake.

- Why are you rolling your eyes?

- Okay look, I know I'm studying law

and I would love to do what you do,

but this tired a*s man is trying to take that woman

for everything she got.

- Well if you're gonna do what I do,

the first step is knowing that we can't judge

our clients.

- But it don't bother you that his broke a*s

was collecting ba*ls at a tennis game?

- That was his job.

- And now he trying to take all this woman's money.

- Fatima, you have to remember

they were together for ten years.

- I wish a -- would.

I wish a -- would.

- Are you good? - No, I'm not.

Yes, I'm good. I'm good.

- Okay. Collected?

- Yes. - Okay, good.

I think I'm gonna let him wait for a little while

'cause goodness knows he gets on my last nerves.

- You see, at least you're being honest.

- Honest, but not judging.

And I will never let these coins get away, okay?

- Okay. - Okay.

- I got you. - [laughing]

Alright.

- Calvin, oh my God.

Oh no.

- MAURICE: Girl, did you hear him scream?

- I think we all did.

- Calvin, Calvin,

Calvin.

- Damnit. Ms. Cynthia's gonna be pissed.

- Calvin.

Calvin. - Where he at?

Where he at? Where?

- Sabrina sent him home.

Calm down. - I'm gonna -- him up.

I'm gonna -- him up. He sucker punched me.

I'm gonna -- him up.

- Child, please.

How's your vocal chords?

- Shut up.

- Here's your paperwork, I've reversed the payments.

Can you please go, Calvin?

- That's all you had to do in the first place.

- I didn't have to do it.

- You know I didn't do this sh*t.

- I don't know anything.

- Yeah, that's right, because you don't believe

anything I say anyway.

- Calvin, go! Go!

- Yeah, that's a good idea. I think I'mma do that.

- Oh my God.

- Girl, you really know how to bring the drama.

- Maurice, shut up.

- I'm serious, kudos.

You had two gentleman fighting over you

in the middle of the bank.

- Do you feel like losing your job today?

- Dear, I won't be losing my job.

It'll be you and Japonica.

- Matter of fact, did you do this on purpose?

Did you set this up so he can get in trouble?

- Of course I did Sabrina, I -- Calvin.

I pulled out a vibrator and stuck it up his --,

and ran to my friends and told them all.

I also came in here, met a new employee,

-- him on my counter and then had him and Calvin

come into the bank and fight.

That's what I did. Yes, I love it honey.

Drama. Me.

Yeah. Do I enjoy stuff.

- ♪

- Hi. - Oh, hello.

- Have a seat. - Thank you.

Thank you. Did you call her attorney?

- Yes, I did.

- She said he's coming over from London.

- Yes he is, tomorrow.

- Okay, well you gotta help me.

I don't have money to pay my rent.

She's gonna file in the UK courts--

- Victor, Victor, Victor, I already filed here, okay?

You need to relax. - How can I?

She's gonna leave me with nothing at all.

- Victor, Victor, I assure you that you'll be fine.

And everything with your case is fine.

- Okay, okay, okay, well what do I need to do?

- I need you to not show up to my office unannounced

And I need you to let me do my job.

Okay? - Okay, thank you.

- Here's your coffee and breakfast cake.

- Um, I'm good. Thanks. Thank you.

- Sure.

- Thanks Victor. Don't worry.

- Thank you.

- What the hell?

Girl, I had to send a runner downstairs

to get the damn cake, and he ain't even eat it.

- Okay, stop. It's fine, I'll eat it.

- I told you, here you go. - [laughing]

- Oh sh*t! - ANDI: What?

- Look.

- What in the hell is he doing here?

- Girl, I don't know.

He must be here to see you 'cause...

- You know damn well he not here to see me.

Go. - No.

- Get out of here and go talk to that man.

- [sighs] - ANDI: Go.

- What are you doing here?

- You ain't answering my phone calls.

- On purpose. - Don't do that.

- Zac, I'm at work clearly.

- Can we go somewhere in private?

I know that -- Hayden is somewhere around here.

- Don't use that language in front of her.

- And what does that matter?

No we cannot.

- Please...

- Come on.

What is it?

- I been thinking about you all day.

- Okay...

- Don't act like that. Why you gotta do that?

- Look, I'm at work.

- So then answer your phone when I'm calling you.

- I don't wanna talk to you.

- So you just gonna act like everything we had

was nothing? - Everything we had?

--, all you had was your ex.

- I apologized about that.

But I get it, you know what I mean.

We had chemistry. Come on.

- No Zac, this is pissing me off.

- Why? I just wanna talk to you.

- This is disrespectful, this is my job.

Andi is my boss.

sh*t is messy as --.

- Okay, alright, okay. My bad, my bad.

So then let me, can I come by tonight?

I just wanna talk to you.

- Zac, why are you doing this?

- Because I felt something with you.

- Yeah --, this a*s, but it's over.

- Alright, I'm coming by your house tonight.

- Alright --, sh**t your shot. Whatever.

- Don't tell me to sh**t my shot.

I will sh**t, -- be -- up in here.

Okay?

This what we doing? We doing this?

- Yes, this is what we're doing. - Fine, fine, Fatima.

That's what you wanna do? Fine.

Before I leave your job though, I'mma say this.

A man, a real man wants to be a provider, okay,

a protector.

But you don't need that obviously

and neither did Karen. But you know what?

It wasn't even about her and it's not about you,

it's about me. You made me feel good.

You made me feel like I could rise up,

like I could meet you at your worth.

I just want to show you how special you are.

So please, can I just talk to you?

Can I come by later?

- Zac, I gotta go. - Please, please.

- I'll think about it, I'll let you know.

You need to go, now.

- Can I have a kiss first? - No.

- Can I just have a kiss?

Can I touch it for a second?

- ♪

- What the hell was that all about?

- Same old bullshit. You ready?

Come on, we gotta get you ready to get over there.

- Just a sec.

Now, I will never betray my friend.

- Andi, I know that.

I know.

- [clearing throat]

With that being said, I like Zac.

I always did.

Now, I don't like him for Karen

'cause I always thought she could do better.

But, but just so you know

I always liked him.

And that's all I'm gonna say about this.

- I hear you.

- Okay, let's go.

- ♪

- Girl, you alright?

- Do I look alright? That fool hit me.

- No, he knocked you the -- out.

- Maurice...

- Just saying.

Your white dads didn't teach you how to fight.

May they rest in peace.

- Okay, it's one of my dads only died.

- Yes. - Can't believe that -- hit me.

- No, no, no, Calvin, again, he knocked you--

- Don't say it!

- What has gotten into you?

- I'm just sick of it, man. I'm tired of it.

- Tired of what? - Sabrina.

- Woo, me too.

I think we're all tired of you and Sabrina.

- So she really wants to be with him, huh?

- That's what it seems like to me.

He's a rugged, tough, ghetto,

got a big --.

What you working with, Calvin?

What you got?

- Maurice...

- I think that it's time for you to move on.

- You know what, you're right.

It's time for Calvin Rodney to cut loose, you know,

go buck wild, that's what I'mma do.

- MAURICE: Ooh alright bucky, well you can go back

in my room and do that. Knuck if you buck.

Cut loose!

Footloose!

- Okay, I can't.

Every time we try to have a serious conversation

you do some bullshit. I can't.

- MAURICE: My room is that way.

- I'm, I'm, I'm gone. I can't.

- It's over there.

I can nurse you back to health.

I know your jaw hurt. I want my jaw to hurt.

[chuckles]

- [camera clicking]

- That's really good, Andi.

You look great. - Thank you.

- STEVE: That's really good, Andi.

- Girl, this is hot!

You are k*lling it. - Stop, I'm nervous.

- Pose. - [laughing]

Fatima. - That was perfect.

- [phone ringing]

- STEVE: I'm sorry I gotta take this call.

- Okay.

- Andi, go ahead and look at these.

- Okay. Thank you.

- Girl, look! - Oh my goodness.

- I told you.

- ANDI: These are so beautiful. - I know.

- And this dress...

- Girl, it is fitting like you bought it.

- I'm going to ask the designer

if I can buy this for my real wedding.

- Oh, okay?

- Don't look like that, it fits me perfectly.

- It does. You do look beautiful.

- I feel beautiful. - You do, I love it.

Oh my gosh.

- I love it so much. I feel like...

- Girl, it's perfect. - A queen.

- [giggling]

- What are you guys doing here?

- Why wouldn't your friends be here to support you?

- But how did you even know about it?

- A little birdie told us.

- Wait, Fatima...

- No, I didn't tell anybody. No.

- Well, then who told you?

- Gary. - He called you guys?

- Yeah, I know a b*tch looks good in blue

but I'm not a genie. Don't summon me.

- I'm sorry.

Oh wow, who are these beautiful ladies?

- ANDI: Oh, these are my friends.

- Oh my God I've got the best idea.

Did you see all the bridesmaids dresses

back there? - No, we just got here.

- Would you ladies mind trying them on?

- ANDI: Wait what?

- I want this campaign to be k*ller.

I can pay you each $. - Where the dresses at, baby?

- Back on the rack.

You're saying that you want all of us to model?

STEVE: Yes, please. - You got a dress in my size?

- Yeah, they're all back there.

- Well...

- You too. - No I'm--

- No, go on. You too.

- Yes.

- Please. - Okay.

- STEVE: Come on Andi, let's get some more shots.

- Yes, please.

- What the hell is going on? - I don't know.

- Come on Karen.

- You look great, darling. - Thank you!

- What the hell's going on? - I don't know.

- Hmm. She did look beautiful.

- You know what, for $ I'll look beautiful too.

- Should we be doing this? I mean it is Gary--

- I don't give a damn. I mean, we're here now.

- I mean, Danni, you sure?

- Look b*tches, put the dresses on, okay?

Don't mess with my money.

Alright?

Where's my size? Oh here they are.

They're all the same.

Lovely.

Hell, I'm in, I don't care.

- I kind of always wanted to be in a photo sh**t.

Oh, they got my size. I'll be back!

- Um, I think this is your size.

- How would you know my size?

- I used to sell clothes in college... two, four?

- A two. - Yeah.

That's it, here you go.

- Thanks.

- Look, um, I'm really sorry- - Just don't, okay?

- ♪

- [knocking]

- Hi, come on in.

- You sure? - Yeah, I'm glad you came.

- So I been looking at this company

on my way over here. It looked pretty legit.

- Yeah, it is.

Can I get you a drink?

- Nah, I'm good on that.

- Oh, come on, drink with me.

- I'll do, I'll do one.

- Alright. What do you like?

- That's fine, whatever that is. - Alright.

- So, talk to me about this deal.

- All business. - Hmm, yes ma'am.

- No, I get it.

I mean, what do you want to be doing in a hotel

with a -year-old woman?

- You're ? - Yeah.

- You look good. - Why, thank you.

Here. - Thank you.

- I'm sorry I'm a little bit tipsy.

- I can tell. You look a little tipsy.

It's fine, though, it's fine.

- Okay, so you wanna get down to business.

- Yes.

- Have you ever heard of Senator Leslie Whitmill?

- No.

- That's my husband and we're getting a divorce.

- Sorry to hear that. - No, it's fine.

It's been a long time coming.

My husband's on this intel committee that knows

what's happening around the country,

and he's been buying and selling stocks for years

based on inside information.

- That's insider trading.

- You know what that is? - Yeah, I told you.

I been researching on my way over here.

- What do you think it is?

- Well, pretty much, your husband gets secrets

and he uses those secrets to make trades

and make money. Which is -- up and ill*gal.

- [chuckles]

Yeah it is. - Yeah.

- I'm his wife and I'm not supposed to know, but I do.

I gave that info to you and you really should

put all your money in that stock.

- Well, you know I work at the airport.

I only got like a thousand in savings, so you know....

- Oh, that's too bad. - Yeah.

- Well, I'd put that grand on it.

It'll make you ten in hours.

- Why are you telling me this?

- Okay, if I gave you $, in cash

to put on that stock, would you?

- What? - It's there in the bag.

- You serious?

- Yeah, but you'd have to get

lots of money orders under $, to put in an account

and send them to them.

- I don't even got a bank account.

- Can you open one?

- I mean.... - Zac...

- Look, look, lady, I just met you alright?

This sh*t is ill*gal and I am not trying to get caught up.

I'm not, unh-uh.

- Nobody would know that you know.

You put it on the stock, it'll make grand,

you give it to me slowly in cash.

You keep all your money and the interest.

- Why would you trust me to do that?

- I don't. - So why are you asking me?

- Because he's gonna leave me with nothing.

This is my only shot, but you've gotta get it all done

and make the buy before noon tomorrow.

- So you're gonna let me walk out of here with $,?

- Yes.

- Nah... - Why not?

- Nah. You ever been to jail?

- No. - Yeah, see I have.

There's a lot of people in there that look like me

that tell stories just like this.

This sh*t look like a set up. - It's not.

- Nah, I'mma pass.

- Okay.

- Can I get you another drink? - No, I'm good on this.

Matter of fact, you can have this back.

Thank you. I'm good.

- Sorry to have wasted your time.

- It's not a waste of time. I appreciate the conversation

and the information.

- You won't tell anyone, will you?

- Tell anybody, what? I have never been here before.

- Thank you.

I'm not supposed to know.

- Know what? I've never, I don't know

who you are. You don't know me.

I'm out of here, lady.

You gonna lock this door? - Yeah.

- ZAC: 'Cause I'm leaving without any money

in my hand.

And I was never here with the money.

- You guys look so beautiful. - Thank you.

- Step on up. Two on each side please.

- You look so good.

- You're gonna pay me right after this, right?

- Yes, of course. - Okay, in cash?

- In cash.

- DANNI: Handshake, it's binding right in Georgia?

She's a lawyer. - I am.

- I'm crazy. - I love these dresses.

- You ladies look beautiful.

Don't do the thumbs up.

Look beautiful, ladies.

Let me see it sexy, ladies.

Give me, give me everything. Give me everything.

Give me some legs.

Karen, you look amazing. I love it, I love it.

Oh yeah.

- [camera clicking]

- Yeah, keep looking at me ladies.

Yeah, there you go.

Amazing. Beautiful, beautiful.

- Um hey. - Hey.

- Wow, you look beautiful. - Thank you.

You're all dressed up...

- GARY: Yeah.

My man, I'll take it from here. - Baby, stop.

You're messing up the photo sh**t.

- [laughing]

- Okay Andi, here's the truth.

I asked all of your friends here,

and I wanted you here, to tell you that I love you.

- Aw.

- And you know, I don't want to live another moment

without you.

This is not a photoshoot,

this is my proposal.

This is a real minister

and I want to get married right here, right now.

What do you say?

- ♪

- WOMAN: Next on Sistas.

- Say "Yes."

- Andi, we need to go in the back and talk to you now. Okay?

- Andi, say "yes". - Can you...

- I'm sorry, I don't think you're hearing us.

Um, we need to talk to the lady.

- ZAC: Let me ask you a question.

- If somebody gave you a tip, right,

and it seemed like a sure thing,

would you put all your money on it?

- So, what's up? - What's up is you're going

to jail. - Look, you have what you want.

Just don't call the police. - I'm calling the police.

Don't worry, he's drunk. Nothing to see here.

How you doing, baby? He's fine.