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Dangerous Affair (2024)

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Dangerous Affair (2024)

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(deep suspenseful music)

- Please. No. No.

(whimpers) No, no, no.

No, no, no. No, no, no. (cries)

Please don't. (cries)

(dramatic swoosh)

(soft mysterious music)

(woman screams)

(deep mysterious music)

(deep mysterious

music continues)

- Good morning, Henry.

How you doing today?

- Okay, I feel,

(laughs) I feel good, doc.

Man, I feel all right.

- It's good to hear.

So what about today that

has you feeling so good?

- Oh, well uh, God woke me

up this morning, you know,

started me on my way.

I'm in perfect

health. (chuckles)

Oh, it's a nice sunny

day outside today.

- It is pretty nice.

Well, it's good to see

you in good spirits,

'cause we both know

you're not always

in the best of spirits.

And, how's dating life going?

I know you mentioned

you're seeing someone

a few sessions back.

- Nah, man uh, it

ain't work out.

- And, when did the

relationship end?

- Hmm. Very recently.

- Talk to me.

You walk into the session

today, chipper, upbeat.

Why's that?

- Well, doc, it's

like this, man.

I believe that, there's

a very special someone

for me out there.

I just haven't found it yet.

- And, you've been working

on your aggressive behavior?

You know we talked about

your aggressive behavior

and being able to let

things go and move on.

- (laughs) Yeah, yeah, doc,

I'm uh, I'm nothing like,

nothing like I used to be, doc.

Yeah, I'm a changed man, yeah.

- It's good to hear. Looks

like we're making progress.

I'd like to see you again.

Let's see, next week, same time?

- Yeah, I'm good with that.

- If anything comes up

between now and then,

just contact the office

and let them know.

- All right.

- All right. Sounds good.

It was good to see you, Henry.

- Hey doc, uh, I wanna

tell you something man.

- What's that?

- I'm a good person.

Yeah man, I'm a, a,

I'm a good person.

- Well we're gettin' there.

The first step is

taking responsibility.

- Hey, where the waiter at?

m*therf*cker been gone

for a little minute.

- Uh, you already

ordered your food.

What else could

you possibly want?

- Do you see any

cinnamon bread here?

Plus, I ain't get my

rum and coke, like I'm--

- Oh, no, no, no, no.

You not dropping dead

on me in 20 years.

If you want something

else, order you a salad.

- Don't want no damn

salad. Ain't no rabbit.

I've been eating salad

for the last week.

- Ain't the only thing

you've been eating.

- Okay.

(Jazsmin laughs)

- Now why we gotta

talk about my dessert?

- Huh?

- Plus, you trying

to taint they food.

I ain't trying to do that.

- Baby.

- Okay, first of all, we

get down and dirty too.

- Really?

- Tell 'em.

- Last week we had

sex in the car.

- So? What's so

dirty about that?

- Well it was

(laughs) on Wednesday,

at church, after Bible study.

(both laugh)

- We need to go, 'cause

y'all about to get struck

by lightening.

Man, Jesus was watching,

the angels was watching.

- Uh-huh, just, just no, no.

- Mary.

- Just nasty.

- Come on now.

- Nasty.

- But we're married.

- All right, now look,

y'all like hearing about

our freaky stories, right?

Baby, don't fall for that game.

You know they do

this sh*t every week.

- I know.

- Man, what we do?

- [Ryan] Get us to tell

our freaky stories.

Y'all ain't slick.

- Well, it seems

to work every time.

- Yeah.

(Erika laughs)

- Anyways, so we all still good

for the five mile run next week?

- Oh, yeah. Just send us a

reminder, we'll be there.

- [Ryan] All right.

- Do you know that

we have new employees

coming in next week?

- How can I forget?

The boss seems to remind me

every time he gets a chance.

You know, try to

scare some sh*t.

But I ain't going nowhere.

I got some dirt on his a*s.

- Girl, like what?

- Erika, I cannot be

spreading this man's business,

saying how he may or may not

have a certain massage parlor

that he likes to

frequent in Buckhead.

- Oh, oh, hey.

- sh*t.

- The one in Buckhead?

- That's the one we

was talking about, huh?

- Yeah.

- That's crazy.

- Hey look, you trying to go?

(Ryan and Aaron laugh)

Come on.

- Uh, uh-uh.

- Oh.

- Baby, baby. I'm sorry, man.

I'm sorry.

- Girl, no.

- Now you know if I

go there with you,

you gonna wanna go in there too.

- What?

- We could both go.

- Look--

- We could have our

own little room.

- Really?

- We could be in

the parking lot.

At the masseuse parlor.

(Erika laughs)

- You know.

- You go with him.

(all laugh)

You go with him.

- Set that up, my

boy, set that up.

Y'all over here

talking about us.

- Look, I just be trying

to compare, compete.

You know, I wanna

one up you guys all.

- It's no competition.

- Don't worry about me.

- No competition.

- It's not gonna happen.

- No competition.

- No competition?

Yeah, don't, don't try me now.

- Y'all goin' to hell.

We just having fun.

- Yeah, that's fine.

Y'all gonna meet us there.

(upbeat dance music)

- That was fun.

- (chuckles) It was.

Except somebody got loose lips,

telling all our freaky stories.

- Hey, sometimes we have

to match their freakiness.

- Yeah, whatever.

- (laughs) We still

on for tomorrow?

- What's tomorrow?

- Zumba.

- (sighs) sh*t.

Look, I am so sorry, baby,

but I got Aaron coming over

to watch the game

with me tomorrow.

- You promised me two weeks ago

that you would come with me.

- I know. Why won't

you take Jazsmin?

I'm pretty sure

she'd like to go.

- She's visiting her

mom and Alpharetta.

- Look, come on babe.

Can we please not go

to bed arguing tonight?

- I'm not arguing.

Guess I'll get over it.

- Let me make it up to you.

- How you gonna do that?

- I'll show you.

(smooth seductive music)

(Erika moans)

(smooth seductive music)

(crickets chirp)

(smooth seductive music)

(gentle R&B music)

(gentle R&B music continues)

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, hold that.

(Henry sighs)

- Hi.

- Thank you for

holding the elevator.

You know, a lotta people,

they just let it close.

- Well, I'm not most people.

- I see.

Have a good day.

- You too.

(deep suspenseful music)

(deep suspenseful

music continues)

(deep suspenseful

music continues)

- Mm, mm, mm. You sl*t.

- Girl, nothing happened.

- Nothing happened yet.

- I love my husband.

Nothing is going to happen.

Just felt good to be noticed.

- (sighs) Hey, look girl,

you don't have to tell me.

Trust me, I understand.

I almost risk it a few

times with a few men

over the past years.

- What stopped you?

- Girl, look, at the end of the

day, it's just not worth it.

I'm not leaving my

husband, my man.

I mean, unless LeBron James

came walking into this gym.

(Jazsmin giggles)

Wow. Girl, this man really got

you thinking about it, huh?

- Ryan is funny.

He's considerate, you know?

And, that man is sexy

as hell. And he--

- But boring.

- At times.

I just need like a,

like a spark, you know?

- Hmm. Be careful

what you ask for.

You just might get it.

(Erika sighs)

- Babe, what are we watching?

- Um, "Perfect Wife,"

by Jonathan Milton.

- There's no such thing.

I mean, um, the only

perfect wife I know is you.

- Hm?

Somebody's not

gettin' some tonight.

- Why you gotta take it there?

(both chuckle)

I mean, is anybody really

perfect all the time?

- You're perfect to me.

- True.

But, I mean, I have my flaws

just like everybody else.

I mean, I love that

you accept my flaws

just as much as I love yours.

Okay.

- What flaws do I have?

- Let's just watch

"The Perfect Wife,"

with Jonathan Milton tonight.

- Uh, no.

(Ryan sighs)

Come on, let's hear it.

- Are you gonna use my

words at a later date?

- No. And stop stalling.

- Okay, well, you

have a one-track mind.

And when you get an

idea in your head,

you don't listen to anybody

and you just do it anyway.

- No, I don't.

- Are you gonna listen or what?

- Go ahead.

- Okay.

Now I do love this.

I love that you're a go-getter,

but you do tend to focus on

the wrong thing sometimes,

and it hurts the

people around you.

- Hmm.

- Well, I guess since

you turned the TV off,

there's only one

other thing to do.

(lips smack)

Why you being like

that? Come on.

(deep mysterious music)

(deep haunting music)

(deep haunting music continues)

(gentle mysterious music)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(suspenseful orchestral

music continues)

(suspenseful orchestral

music continues)

(upbeat pulsating synth music)

Mm, good morning, sunshine.

- Good morning.

(Ryan chuckles)

(lips smack)

- So what happened

last night, babe?

- What do you mean?

- Well, usually if I'm

asleep on the couch,

you'll wake me up so we

can go to bed together.

- I mean, you were just

sleeping so peacefully

I didn't wanna wake you up.

- Okay. You sure that's it?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Well, I got a packed

day at the shop today.

Got like 10 heads to cuts, so

I might be home a little late.

- That's great. I actually

have a busy day today too.

Crap ton of paperwork,

and I have a meeting

(sighs) bright and early.

- So I'm guessing

a little quickie

is outta the question, huh?

- Can I take a rain check?

- It's cool.

- What about we take

a mini vacation?

- Mm.

- It's Friday.

(Ryan sighs)

Come on babe, we haven't

been anywhere in months.

- Look, I'm sorry babe, but

I'm booked this weekend.

I got a lotta clients

to take care of.

- What about taking care of me?

- Babe, you'll be all right.

Look, babe, come on.

Now you know I'm still

paying debt on the shop,

and I'm still trying

to find barbers

to fill the chairs

for booth rent.

- Yeah, you've been looking

for barbers for a while.

- Babe, now you know

better than anybody

that this takes time.

How 'bout this?

When the time is right, we'll

go wherever you wanna go.

(Erika sighs)

All right, babe?

- I'm late for work.

- Well, can I get a kiss?

(keys clatter)

(sighs) Guess not.

(door clicks open)

(door bangs)

(knocking at door)

- [Erika] Girl, you have

got to be kidding me.

- Girl, I got some presents

for you. Christmas came early.

(files thud)

- You're not funny.

- Oh. What got your

panties in a bunch?

I thought you liked

work that kept you busy.

- I do, but not this busy.

Girl, I'm starting

to feel fatigued.

- Well, maybe you need a break.

Girl, tell your man

to take you somewhere.

- Too bad, my man can't

afford a vacation right now.

- Mm.

(sighs) Well, Ryan

is fine as f*ck.

And we both know you did

not marry him for his money.

- You got that right.

(Jazsmin laughs)

But what I wouldn't give

for just a little

bit of excitement.

You know? Or maybe some

romance would be nice.

- Well, that's not

who you married.

- Obviously.

- Look, he's home

every night, right?

- Yeah.

- Okay, well then, b*tch,

count your blessings,

because it could be worse.

Anyway. Girl, get

your mind right.

I will see you later

at lunch. Bye-Bye.

- (laughs) Bye-bye.

(Jazsmin laughs)

(traffic hums)

(door bangs)

(mail thuds)

(mail thuds)

(cellphone alerts)

(pool ba*ls click)

- [Henry] Hey, stranger.

- (giggles) Hey, um.

Henry. Right?

(both laugh)

- Come on, don't do

that. Don't do that.

Oh. You mind if I play?

- You wanna play with me?

- I don't know. Maybe.

So uh, you play often?

- No, actually, just

relaxing on a Friday.

- Mm.

(pool ba*ls click)

Gotcha.

(Henry sighs)

(tense suspenseful music)

- [Erika] So how long

you been living here?

- Mm.

Oh yeah. Um, about six months.

Yeah. How 'bout you? How long

you been living around here?

- Oh, a few years.

- Oh. Just you?

- Um, my husband and I.

- Mm, got you.

And he got you all alone

on this Friday night, oh.

- He had to work late.

- Yeah, well, if you was my

woman, I'd never have you alone.

Especially on a Friday night.

(soft suspenseful music)

- So uh, where's your woman?

- Don't have one.

- Oh.

- Yeah, oh. But it's cool.

You know, we broke up

about two months ago.

- What happened?

- Mm, I guess I was just

a little too much for her,

you know?

She ain't see a good

thing when she had one.

Just let me slip right

through her fingers.

Mm.

You know what? I wanna

ask you somethin'.

When was the last

time you had it good?

And I mean really good.

(both laugh)

(pool stick clatters)

- Follow me.

f*ck that n*gga

f*ck that n*gga

(door squeaks)

'Cause he ain't got nothin'

on me, nothin' on me

There's about

to be a disaster

Blood stains

laid on the floor

And my heart breaks

when you're saying

You don't want no more

Girl, you're so

dangerous, dangerous

And like a web we

are caught in this

Love and w*r

Dangerous, dangerous, and like

a web we are caught in this

Dangerous affair

(relaxed R&B music)

- I mean, say something.

- Well, it's gonna be hard

having dinner with Ryan

from now on.

- Girl.

- b*tch, I'm serious.

Geez. (sighs)

- What you think I should do?

- Nothing.

It was a one-night stand. Right?

- Yeah.

- Okay, well, look,

there you have it.

Look, everybody makes mistakes.

And, as long as you

and ole boy carry on

about y'all lives, then

everybody'll be good.

- I didn't plan this, obviously.

But I would really be lying

if I said I regretted it.

- You will regret it

if Ryan finds out.

You know, your husband?

Girl, where he at anyway?

- He's at work.

- Man, I can't believe Tom

Brady dealt with Gisele bullshit

for all those years.

Now if that was me, I would've

been putting my foot down

a long time ago.

- I can't believe Gisele

let him play all them years.

- Let?

- Yeah, n*gga, let. Who's

gonna watch all them kids?

- That's what a nanny

and a grandmother's for.

- (laughs) Hey man,

what are you a caveman?

Women make money too now.

Some of 'em make

more money than us.

- But the difference is,

she chose to take a

backseat to Brady.

I mean, at this point you

might as well just be quiet

and change those diapers.

- (laughs) Yo.

You wouldn't say half that

sh*t in front of Erika

if she was here.

- You mean I can, and I have?

Remember, I'm the

man of the house.

- (laughs) Yeah, right.

- And she cooks damn

near every night.

- Yeah, and you clean

them dishes damn

near every night too.

- Well, it's a team effort,

man. What you expect?

- Hey, what you think Fred?

- It ain't none of my business,

but your wife got you in

some panties, homeboy.

- Shut up, Fred.

(Aaron laughs)

Damn, it's like, you're

always capping on me.

And what about you, Aaron? I

see you tricking off Jazsmin.

- Fool, that's my wife.

She can have all my money.

Don't worry about it.

- Now we see whose wife got

somebody in they panties.

- Nobody said that, you

know, my wife didn't have me,

out here soft.

But you out here acting

like you run things,

and that ain't the case.

- 'Cause I do.

- Oh. So uh, you got everything

figured out at home, huh?

- Yes, I mean, we hardly argue,

and I get it at

least twice a week.

- More than me.

- I mean, and look at this.

And when I'm out with the boys,

she hardly even complains.

I got it good, man.

(chuckle) So she's

sleeping with him,

and he slept with her

and got her pregnant?

Man, baby, this movie

ain't nothing but sex,

betrayal, and lies.

- True.

- I mean it's, it's

so unimaginable

that I can't even see

nothing like this happening

in real life.

It's crazy.

- You'd be surprised.

- Hmm.

(cellphone alerts)

- (groans) Let me

use the restroom.

- Okay. Well, hurry back.

Damn.

(chip bag crinkles)

- Um, hey babe, I'm

gonna go downstairs

to the vending machine.

- Okay.

- I'll be back.

- Well, wait. Why? We

got snacks right here.

- I want chocolate.

I don't want chips.

- All right, well, bring

me something back too.

- Okay.

- All right. Be safe.

- All right.

- Ain't no way, bro. Ain't

no way. That's some sh*t.

(door clicks shut)

(tense suspenseful music)

- You're crazy.

- What you mean?

- Why are we meeting out

here? We could get caught.

- Don't you feel that?

- What?

- That adrenaline rushing

through your body.

That nervous excitement feeling

that you're feeling right now.

(tense suspenseful music)

- (sighs loudly) I

shouldn't be here.

- Mm. You do like

I asked you to do?

Let me see.

(tense mysterious music)

Mm. Good girl.

(tense suspenseful music)

(Erika moans)

Come here.

(tense suspenseful music)

(Erika moans)

(tense suspenseful music)

(Henry moans lightly)

(tense mysterious music)

(Erika moans lightly)

(tense mysterious music)

(Erika moans)

(tense mysterious music)

- Hey, where you been at?

- What do you mean?

- As I was watching the movie,

I noticed you've been

gone for a while.

So I got up and went down

to the vending machine

and you weren't there.

- Okay. You must've

just missed me.

- Okay, but the snacks.

Where the snacks?

- Huh?

- The snacks.

- Oh, I didn't find

anything I wanted,

so I didn't get nothing.

- So, where were

you this whole time?

- What's up with

the third degree?

- Third degree, what

are you talking about?

I mean, you jump up in

the middle of a movie

to go down and get snacks

and then you come back

and you don't have snacks.

Babe, what's up?

(Erika sighs)

What's going on?

- Jazsmin called me. Okay?

- Okay.

- I didn't have service

at the vending machine,

so I went to my car

to get better reception.

- So you were

talking to Jazsmin?

- Yes.

- Then why were you

being so defensive?

- I wasn't.

- Okay, well, I mean, we could

finish watching the

movie another time.

Maybe we could talk

about some adult things.

- You are so corny.

- You love this corny man.

- What I would love

is to take a shower

before we do any of that.

- Come on, man. Not really.

- Meet me in the bed.

- Okay.

- Give me 20 minutes.

(water sprays)

(Ryan moans softly)

- Girl, what has gotten

into you, other than d*ck?

- That's not funny, Jazsmin.

- Well, sh*t. I don't

know what else to say.

Look, this was supposed

to be a one night thing.

You know, a fling?

- I know, it was supposed to be.

- Look, do you love this n*gga?

'Cause you ready to risk it all.

- I don't know how I feel.

I ain't never did no

sh*t like this before.

I know I love Ryan,

but I also know

that something is missing.

I get bored.

- (sighs) And

whatever's missing,

this other dude is

filling the hole.

- Yes.

- Literally.

Look, you know whatever he's

feeling is temporary. Right?

- But what if it's not?

What if Henry is the guy for me?

- (sighs) Okay, so you

willing to leave your husband

for Henry?

- I didn't say that.

I'm just saying, I need

time to vet him out,

to get to know him a little

bit better, to, to see.

- Let me get this straight.

You want to date Henry while

still being married to Ryan

and may the best n*gga win?

- Pretty much.

- Girl, this sh*t is better

than "Fifty Shades of Grey."

That's (sighs), it

be the quiet ones.

(slow somber music)

(relaxed R&B music)

Don't wanna, don't wanna,

don't wanna, don't wanna

Go ahead and love

him and talk to me

Don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna think about it

Go ahead an love

him and talk to me

Don't wanna think about,

don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna think about it

Go ahead and love

him and talk to me

Don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna think about it

Go ahead and love

him and talk to me

Don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna think about it

(relaxed synth music)

- What's my favorite color?

- Red.

- What's my favorite movie?

- Another easy one.

"Love and Coffee."

- Okay, that was too easy.

- Yeah, I know.

- What's my mother's

maiden name?

- Come on, man.

How am I supposed to remember

your mama's maiden name?

You told me that like

what, six months ago?

- Exactly. Exactly. I knew I

was gonna trip you up. (laughs)

- Ring.

Baby, how many times

I gotta tell you?

I pay attention to

everything you say.

I see you.

- I'm just amazed

that no woman in Atlanta

has scooped you up yet.

How?

- Can't any woman just have me.

When I love, I love hard.

- What's that mean?

- It's like this.

When I'm with someone,

I give my all to 'em.

My mind, body,

soul,

blood.

- Hm. I understand that.

I'm the same way.

- You sure you do?

- Yeah.

- You're so beautiful.

(Erika giggles)

(tense pulsating synth music)

- I'm gonna go check on

that. (speaks softly)

(door bangs shut)

- Hey.

Bro?

What's wrong with him?

Jazsmin must've

kicked him out again

for nuttin' too

fast, huh? (laughs)

Baby, what's wrong?

- Erika, come here.

Ah, don't touch me.

Were you at Johnny's Bar

today kissing another man?

- Huh?

- Where you at Johnny's Bar

today kissing another man?

- Baby, I can explain.

- Are you f*cking this n*gga?

I guess I must be

talking to myself, right?

Are you f*cking this n*gga?

(laughs) How long?

- 10 months.

- 10, 10 months?

- So you've been lying

and f*cking this n*gga

for 10 months.

- Baby, I'm sorry.

- Has he been in his house?

Erika, I'm asking

you a question.

Has he been in his

house? In our bed?

(Ryan gasps)

(fist thuds)

Do you love this n*gga?

- Baby, no. I love you. Okay?

- You know what? If you

want him, you can have him.

- No, no, no. Listen to

me. I don't want him. Okay?

Baby, I want you. I love you.

- Okay.

You wanna be with me?

- Yes.

- Who is this n*gga?

Where does he live?

(tense pulsating music)

- Um, he, he lives

on the fourth floor.

- The, the, the, the fourth

floor? In this building?

Show me.

Show me.

(tense pulsating music)

Don't act scared now.

(knocking at door)

- It's over between us.

I love my husband.

I don't love you.

What we did was a

mistake and I regret it.

- So you the n*gga, huh?

You stay the f*ck

away from my wife.

Or I promise you, I'll k*ll you.

(hand thuds)

- How's life treating you?

- Well, life has its

difficulties but,

nothing I can't handle.

- And how's your

personal life going?

- (sighs) A little bumpy,

man, but nothing I can't fix.

- Mm. Care to elaborate?

- Well,

I'm dating this fine honey

that live in my

apartments, man, but,

it's like her ex keep

trying to win her back.

- Hmm. And what is she saying

or, or doing about that?

- (sighs) She seems

like she's confused.

Seems like she don't

know what she want.

- Well, are you giving

her enough space

so that she can make the

right decision for herself?

That may be what's needed.

- I am giving her space, doc!

(gentle somber music)

I am giving her space,

doc. I'm sorry about that.

Ah man, I ain't pressuring

her or nothing like that.

- I want you to remember that

there's more than one fish

in the sea.

And if you feel like

she's pulling from you,

in the opposite

direction, let her go.

You have to control

you. Control yourself.

- So, when we get upstairs,

you gonna come and

cuddle with me?

- No.

- Since when do you pass

up on an opportunity

to cuddle with me?

- Since you knew that Erika

was cheating on my mans

and you didn't say sh*t.

- Look, if I would've told you,

then you would've told Ryan.

And look, I'm loyal to my girl

just like you're loyal to Ryan.

- So we keeping secrets now?

What does Erika know

that you out here doing

and you know, I'll

just never know?

- Look, stop

starting sh*t, okay?

Whatever Erika and Ryan

have going on between them,

let them handle that.

Do not let that affect us.

- Look, Jazsmin, I

need to know now.

You creeping around on me?

- (scoffs) Boy, ain't nobody

f*ck' around on you.

- (sighs) I'm gonna get it,

but I'm still mad at your a*s.

- Well baby you can be mad,

but come upstairs and

take it out on this p*ssy.

- [Aaron] So, you chose

to take her back, huh?

(Ryan sighs heavily)

- I love her, man.

She's my wife.

- (sighs) Um, you ever seen

this guy before or nothing?

- Nah. He must stay to his self.

I mean, I pretty much know

everybody in the building.

- Mm.

(sighs) You don't think there

gonna be a problem with him,

right?

- Nah, I don't.

I don't think so.

- Watch out.

- I mean, and if he does, I

mean this is nothing my hands

and my revolver can't solve.

- Look, hopefully it

don't get to that.

But if you need

me, I'm here, man.

- I appreciate it, bro.

(tense haunting music)

(tense haunting music continues)

(tense haunting music continues)

- Girl, you look like sh*t.

- Thanks, Jazsmin.

- You being my girl,

I gotta let you know.

- I haven't been

feeling good lately.

- You don't think you

have that C-19, huh?

- No.

But you know, just because

you took that shot,

that don't mean

you can't get it.

- Girl, I'm not trying to

hear your conspiracy theories

about how they're

trying to control us.

- You should hear me out.

- Nah, I'm good.

You know, I'm really surprised

Ryan didn't leave your a*s.

- Thanks, Jazsmin.

- Look, I'm just saying.

You know men typically

do not stay with a woman

when she's the one that cheats.

- No, I know. I'm fortunate.

- So, have you heard

from Henry recently?

- Girl, yes.

- Yeah, that's not good.

- I know.

And Ryan told him to leave

me alone. He just, he hasn't.

- Okay, well did you tell Ryan?

- Girl, hell no.

- Okay, see you just

making things worse

by not letting Ryan

know what's going on.

- I just feel like if I ignore

him, he'll get the picture.

- Okay, well I hope

he gets the picture

because I do not want

Ryan going to jail

over hurtin' his a*s.

- Me neither. That's

what I'm afraid of.

- Mm, mm, mm. And you better

not talk to him again.

- Girl, I'm, I'm done with him.

(Erika retches)

(Erika coughs)

- b*tch.

(Jazsmin sighs heavily)

(deep foreboding music)

(deep foreboding

music continues)

(timer rings)

(deep foreboding music)

(dramatic bang)

(intense daunting music)

(intense daunting

music continues)

(slow somber music)

(soft haunting music)

(soft haunting music continues)

(deep mysterious music)

(deep mysterious

music continues)

(deep mysterious

music continues)

(deep mysterious

music continues)

(deep mysterious

music continues)

(deep mysterious

music continues)

(door creaks)

(deep mysterious music)

- Anything new happening, babe?

- (sighs) Nope.

- And uh, Henry, he

hasn't been harassing you?

- I would've told you.

- It's behind closed doors.

- You better not ever think

about putting your hands on me.

- Only a weak man would

do something like that,

and I love you way

too much for that.

- You trying to get

some tonight. (laughs)

- Is it working?

- Uh-uh.

(door clicks open)

- Hey brother, how

you doing, man?

Uh, you mind if I

get a haircut, man?

- Sorry man, we closed.

- (sighs) Man, uh,

damn, I had this little

special engagement I

was trying to go to.

I need to look fresh, you

know, trying to impress.

Hey, how 'bout this?

How 'bout, how 'bout I pay

you uh, pay you double?

It's a hundred dollars.

- In the chair.

- (chuckles) My man.

(sighs) Yeah, that's nice.

Nice spot.

- So uh, you been

in the shop before?

- Uh, nah man,

it's my first time.

- Okay. How you

hear about the shop?

- Um (scoffs), I kinda

know the owner, man.

- Ryan?

- Yeah, Ryan.

- Hmm.

You don't mind me asking,

how you know Ryan?

- (chuckles) Well for starters,

we live in the same building.

- Okay.

- Yeah. I'm f*ck' his b*tch.

- Hey man, what

the f*ck you say?

- Oh, you married

to Jazsmin, right?

- How the f*ck you

know about my wife?

- (laughs) Hey, you know

what man? Nevermind me, man.

I don't want no

trouble, man. Just--

- Hey, you know what? Get

the f*ck up outta my shop.

- (laughs) Damn.

You know man,

that's what's wrong

with you light-skinned

boys, man.

Y'all get way too emotional.

- Hey, man.

- Hey, you know Erika talk

about y'all all the time

in our little pillow talks,

been sayin' the

b*tch is kinda fine.

Ah. (laughs)

Whoa, man, you're

way too emotional.

- Get outta my shop.

- What happened to the

customer's always right, man?

Hey, let Ryan know I stopped by.

(pool ba*ls click)

Scratched on the

eight ball, boy.

You know you ain't

supposed to be doing that.

You mind if I play?

- No, I'm good.

- What you afraid

of some competition?

- What'd you say?

- Oh man, don't mind

me, just doing a little

friendly sh*t talking

before the game.

Scratch, man.

- Seems like you

like to play games.

Coming by my

barbershop and sh*t.

- Well, life is a game.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Well explain that to me,

'cause right now it seems like

you playing a dangerous game.

- Hmm. Well Ryan,

it's like this.

You go through life and

you, you learn its lessons.

And if you're smart,

you learn quick.

Show no fear. sh*t,

just take what you want.

- Take what you want, huh?

- (laughs) Yeah. Yo though,

right? You only live once.

Can't leave a life of regrets.

- Sounds to me like people

might die playing them games.

- We all gotta die

sometime, Ryan. (sighs)

- Right about that.

Question is, are you

ready to die for Erika?

- Mm. So that's

who this is about.

- Don't play stupid now.

- (sighs) You know Ryan,

Erika's, she's smart.

You know, she's funny, she's

cool, she always smell good.

You know, sexy--

- You know, I would be

very careful what comes

outta your mouth next.

- (laughs) You right.

But uh, nah man, I ain't

down to die for Erika.

But uh, my seed.

Oh yeah, man.

I'm definitely willing

to die for my seed, Ryan.

- So are a lotta dads,

that's not uncommon.

- Yeah, that's

true. That's true.

But um, let me ask you this.

Has Erika been a little--

- Okay.

- Distant, little moody lately?

- Keep Erika's name out

of your f*cking mouth.

- (laughs) Okay. I'm

sorry, tough guy.

You the one that brought her up.

- What the f*ck

is wrong with you?

You think this sh*t

is a game, huh?

(Henry laughs)

What are you talking about?

- Man, baby, she's, you

know with all the horrible,

the, the, the, the mood

swings she be having, man?

Baby, she's horrible.

- No. Why you asking

about my wife, man?

Because you don't know what

the f*ck you talking about.

- (laughs) Baby, she's--

- Is everything okay here?

- We good.

- Yeah, we good.

(sighs) Well, it was fun, right?

Hm. I'm gonna get

up outta here, man.

Gotta go do a little,

little baby shopping.

Diapers and stuff like that,

you know, bottles and stuff.

You know how is. It was fun.

(sighs) All right, Ryan.

(Henry whistles)

(pool stick clatters)

- Hey, you're just

in time, actually.

The car just pulled up, so

we can go ahead and head out.

- [Ryan] Are you pregnant?

- What?

- You heard me.

Are you pregnant?

- Where's this coming from?

- Where is this coming from?

Man, I just ran into your

little boyfriend downstairs

and he seems to think that

you might be pregnant.

Now, why would he think that?

- I don't know.

- You still f*ck' this n*gga?

- Baby, no, I'm not.

- You must be still

talking to him.

- No. Baby, I'm

not talking to him.

- When was the last time

you had your period?

- A few months ago.

- (laughs) A few, a few

months, and you ain't say sh*t?

I mean, did you at

least test yourself?

What the f*ck? (laughs)

- Baby, I found out last

week and I was just trying

to figure out a

time to tell you.

- What's to figure out? I

mean, the baby's mine, right?

(scoffs) You gotta be

f*ck' kiddin' me.

I'm gonna ask you this.

Let me ask you this.

Did you wear a condom?

I mean, you ain't let him

come in you, did you? Right?

- Baby, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. (cries)

- How could you be so

f*cking irresponsible?

I mean, what the hell

were you even thinking?

- I wasn't thinking, baby,

I wasn't thinking. (cries)

- You know what? I

can't, I can't stay here.

I'll be here later in the week

for the rest of my clothes

and things, but right

now, I can't be here.

- (cries) No, no, no, please.

Oh my god, oh my god. (sobbing)

(door clicks shut)

(sobbing) Oh my god.

(Erika crying)

- Girl, so what

are you gonna do?

- I don't know.

I love him so much,

I, I can't lose him.

I don't know how I did this.

This is such a big f*ck up.

Do you think that you

can talk to Aaron,

and, and get him to talk

to Ryan and calm him down?

- Girl, look, I don't know.

You know Aaron is team Ryan, so

(sighs), and besides, he

and I have already had

more than a few arguments

defending you guys.

- I understand.

- Have you seen Henry?

- (sighs) In passing.

But he, he hasn't

said anything to me.

- Good. Let's hope

he keeps it that way.

'Cause you do not

need any more drama.

- Very true. (cries)

- Hey man, we gotta talk.

You snore. You snore way

too motherfuckin' loud, boy.

It's been a week. I

can't sleep at night.

I gotta be quiet in

the bedroom, like.

What you doing? What,

what, what you gonna do?

- Look, look, I'm sorry man,

but to be honest with you,

I really don't even know

what I'm gonna do, man.

I mean, I love her,

but not knowing who the baby

belongs to is k*lling me.

And I, I really don't even know

if I could live without her.

- Yeah um, that's tough.

I ain't really got

no answer for that.

But if you, if you

love her, right.

Maybe, maybe go talk it out,

see if you can make

somethin' of it.

- What if we don't

work things out?

- I mean, at least we'll know.

And uh, I'll help

you find a place,

get you back on your feet.

Might take you to a doctor

and get that snoring

sh*t figured out too.

(Ryan laughs)

It's, it's really a problem.

- (laughs) I'm sorry, man.

- Hey man, all love, bro.

All love.

- All right.

- Seriously though. Get

that sh*t figured out.

- I got you, man.

- Ryan, I'm, I'm

so, so sorry, baby.

You don't deserve that.

- What were you thinking?

- I wasn't. I, I

was being selfish.

- How many times

did you cheat on me?

- Never.

- And I'm supposed

to believe that?

How many times did you

cheat on me with him?

Dammit, answer me!

- I don't know. 20, 25 times?

- 20, you were just ready to

risk it all for this n*gga.

Why? (scoffs)

- He caught me in

a vulnerable state.

Baby, you were hanging

with Aaron all the time.

- So you just go and jump

on another n*gga's d*ck?

- Oh, come on baby.

Don't do that.

- So basically this

is all my fault.

You putting all the blame on me?

- No. Not at all, baby.

Me, it's my fault. Okay?

I broke our marital vows.

I was lustful, I was wrong.

Baby, I just want you

to forgive me. Please?

- (sighs) I don't, I don't

know if I can. (sighs)

- Do you still love me?

(Ryan sighs)

Baby.

- Look. Look, look,

look, look, look.

If we go forward, we're

not doing a paternity test.

- Okay.

- This baby is ours.

- Okay, okay.

- [Henry] There you are.

- Oh, god. Oh, no.

- Hey, baby.

- Oh, no.

- Wait! Come on.

- There's nothing to talk

about, Henry. It's over.

- But what about the baby?

- How do you even

know about the baby?

- I just know.

- Have you been snooping

around my apartment,

you f*ck' psycho?

- It's not good to call

people names, Erika.

I might start to act like it.

- Too late for that.

- I mean, f*ck all that, man.

Uh, you decide what you

gonna do about the baby?

- That's none of your

f*ck' business.

In the eyes of the law,

the baby belongs to Ryan.

Did you forget? I'm

married, to him.

- Speaking of Ryan,

I ain't seen him around

the apartments lately.

Are y'all still together?

- What's up with

the 21 questions?

(Henry sighs)

- Oh, that was your plan. Hmm.

- What you talking about?

- You tell Ryan about the baby,

make him leave me so

you could step in?

- Well yeah, actually.

When you put it like that.

That's cool, yes?

You know how we do it.

- Please.

- Come on, baby. You

know how we get on it.

- Get your f*ck'

hands off of me.

You're f*ck' crazy.

- But what about what we had?

Ooh!

(fist pounds)

(cellphone vibrates)

- Hello?

- Hey.

- Hey, you okay?

- (sighs) I just saw

Henry in the mail room.

- What? What did he say?

Did he, did he do anything?

- He's not gonna stop.

He's just so creepy.

- Okay. I'm about

to be on my way.

But look, don't say anything

to him and stay away from him.

Okay?

- Okay.

(Jazsmin moans loudly)

- Oh, sh*t. (moans)

Oh, sh*t. Whoo. Mm, mm.

(laughs) Oh, sh*t. Ooh.

- Girl, you know how

to put it on me, huh.

- (laughs) Yeah, I

do what I can do.

- sh*t.

And uh, you wanna get me some

chip or cookies or something?

- Oh, so you want a snack?

- I mean, sh*t, I

was working too.

(Jazsmin laughs)

I'm tired.

- n*gga, you pushing

it. (sighs loudly)

- Come on, baby, please?

- Hm, I guess you

earned it. (laughs)

(Jazsmin sighs)

- Thank you.

- Ooh.

- Oh, sh*t.

(tense suspenseful music)

(Jazsmin cries out)

- b*tch, stop it.

(Jazsmin gasping)

(Henry grunting)

(deep eerie music)

(Henry grunting)

(eerie music)

(Henry grunts)

Yeah, put your a*s

down. Put your a*s down.

Yeah, I got it. b*tch. (grunts)

Pretty little (speaks quietly).

I can't wait to get

that (speaks quietly).

(soft suspenseful music)

- I'm happy you're back.

(soft suspenseful music)

I think Henry's been

in our apartment.

- Wait, what? Why

would you say that?

- Well, I saw him earlier,

and he pretty much

admitted it when I asked.

(soft haunting music)

- Okay.

Look, I'm here now.

I'm not gonna let

anybody hurt you. Okay?

I'm gonna see what I can do.

I'm gonna talk to the leasing

officer in the morning.

Maybe we can get them to

kick him out, something.

If they don't take

care of it, I will.

- It's worth a try.

(tense haunting music)

What about us?

- Baby, I'm here because

I love you. Okay?

The baby is mine, and we

can make it through this.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

(tense haunting music)

(door creaks)

(tense haunting music)

(knife clicks)

(Henry grunts)

(door knocks)

(g*n clicks)

- Ah!

- Say, little n*gga.

(g*nshots blast)

(Henry grunts)

(Henry gasping)

Baby, it's okay. We're

okay. All right? It's okay.

It's okay. It's over. It's

all over. It's just us.

You okay?

(synth music)

Dangerous

Dangerous

Dangerous

Dangerous affair

She got me feeling

like Marilyn Manson

Running on her

love and passion

She telling me

that we are done

It was just fun, now

who are you asking

'Cause it's not

a mystery, babe

You were my fantasy, babe

Never gonna let

you leave, babe

I don't care what he say

f*ck that n*gga

f*ck that n*gga

'Cause he ain't got nothin'

on me, nothin' on me

It's about to be a disaster

Bloodstains laid

on the floor

And my heart breaks when you

say you don't want no more

Girl, you're so dangerous

Dangerous, and like a

web we are caught in this

Love and w*r

Dangerous, dangerous, and like

a web we are caught in this

Dangerous affair

(relaxed synth music)

(relaxed synth music continues)