02x05 - Not What You Think

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- I'm Zac.
- [Fatima] Oh, God. Zac!

Stupid m*therf*cker.

There's a video.

I may have sent it to her.

Sent it to who?

Belinda.

Yeah.

She ain't my friend
after the way she treated me.

Oh, you mean
after you went after Zac?

[Zac] Please move your hands up.

'Cause they can be wrapped
all around your...

No, please, please.

- Are you Zac?
- Yeah, I'm Zac.

- [Zac] Who are you?
- Fatima's mother.

- Oh.
- [Deja] Ow!

- What the f*ck!?
- Shh! Shh.

I'm in pain! What the f*ck?

Now my back really f*cked up.

Okay, uh... Come on, get up.

Slow, slow, slow.

Come on, sit up.
Just sit up, sit up, sit up.

Sit up, sorry. Sorry, sorry.

- Sorry. I'm sorry. No...
- [Deja] That feel kind of good.

Oh! No.
No, I wasn't... I wasn't...

- Yes, you was.
- No, I wasn't.

Stop, Deja, stop.

I'mma take you inside.

You don't wanna know
what happened to me?

No, nothing happened.

His country-a*s b*tch
from next door.

- No. No.
- That's what happened to me.

[Zac] She... It was
a slip and fall.

- She was...
- [Deja] Oh, sh*t.

[Zac] Come on. Come on, come on.

[Deja] I'm walking
as fast as I can.

[Zac] Okay, okay.

You trying to k*ll me for this
insurance money, ain't you?

b*tch, you ain't got
no f*cking insurance money.

Go inside the door.

[Deja] [groans]

I need an ice bath!

[Zac] Shut up!
Deja, shut the hell up!

- [Deja] [groans]
- [Zac] Damn it, you--

♪ Love ain't perfect,
but it's still workin' ♪

♪ May not be what we see on TV,
but it's damn sure worth it ♪

♪ Uh-huh ♪

♪ Love ain't perfect,
but we still workin' ♪

♪ Don't gotta be what
we see on IG ♪

♪ 'Cause we're still worth it ♪

♪ Uh-huh ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Do, do, do, do-do-do-do-do ♪

♪ It's still worth it ♪

[crickets chirping]

[dog barking]

sh*t...

Hey, Momma.

- Hey!
- Hi, Daughter.

[Fatima] Um, what are
you doing here?

I didn't like the way
you sounded on the phone

so I thought I'd bring
the care package myself.

Momma, I'm fine.

I know you.
You're not fine.

Okay, Momma.

Don't tell me
I don't know my daughter.

[Fatima] Momma.

So this is where you're living?

Um, yeah, yeah.

You never really answered
my question.

What question was that?

[Mona] Are you living with Zac?

See, Momma, I was waiting
to talk to you in person.

- Good.
- [Fatima] Yeah.

I'm right here.

Uh, yeah, you are.

Um, did you knock on the door?

No, I was waiting
for him to invite me in.

Okay, so you didn't knock,
though?

No, he's next door.

I'm sorry. What?

[Mona] When I drove up,
he was with a young lady

sitting in his arms.

Sitting in his arms?

Yeah, he's with her now.

Okay.

So are you gonna invite me in?

Yes, yes, I, I am.

I'm gonna invite you in
right now.

[Zac clearing throat]

Sorry about that.

Fatima, your mom's here.

I see that.

[Zac] Did you know
she was coming?

[Fatima] No, I didn't.

Are any of you
going to invite me inside?

Oh, yes. Come on, please.

- [Fatima] Zac.
- This is heavy.

[Zac] Oh!

Of course, let me
grab this from you.

Come on.

Well, this is nice.

Thanks.

Seems to be more of your taste
than Fatima's.

Yes, Mom, this is Zac's house.

But you live here too.

- Sometimes. Not all the time.
- [Mona] Sometimes?

Mom, I still have my place, yes.

I see.

Well, I'll have to rethink
that care package.

What are you talking about?

Well, I sent you all kinds
of things for a single woman.

Mom, what are you talking about?

[Mona] You'll see
when you open it up.

Okay, Momma.

So how are you, young man?

Oh, I'm good.

So tell me about yourself.

Right. Um, my name is Zac.

Would you like to sit down?

No, I just barged in,

and you know what?

I'll just see you two at dinner,
and we'll talk then.

Dinner.

- I...
- You didn't tell him?

I just got home, Mom.
I mean here.

Here.

Yes.

I would like you two
to join me for dinner,

and you can meet her father.

Of course.

[Mona] That's what we did.

We met the parents
before we married

and before we moved in together.

But you young kids...

I'm so sorry about that.

Oh, no need to be sorry.

We raised our daughter well.

I know she wouldn't be with
anyone who is not worthy of her.

No, I wouldn't.

[Mona] So, again, I'm sorry
for barging in unannounced.

So Saturday for dinner, Zac?

Of course,
if Fatima would have me.

Fatima?

Yeah, of course.

- [Mona] Great.
- Yes.

Well, you two have a good night.

You too.
Let me walk you to your car.

No. Fatima can walk me.

- Um...
- Like mother like daughter.

- [Fatima] Let's go, Mom.
- Y'all have at it.

These damn bougie b*tches.

Thanks for stopping by, Momma.

Fatima.

Momma, please!

I can look at him and tell
that he has been in jail.

What?

Your real father
was that kind of man,

in and out of jail.

Momma, Zac is not like that.

[Mona] Oh, no?

[Fatima] No.

The tension in that house...

Momma, we're just going through
something right now, that's it.

What?

[Fatima] Momma, it's fine.

I hope that you're okay.
I really do.

I am.

And thank God your stepfather
came along,

because you'd be right there
in the gutter with your father.

Can you not?

[Mona] I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

I will try to give him
the benefit of the doubt.

But I don't think
your stepfather will.

I guess we'll just
have to see, won't we?

Yes, we will.

All right.

[music]

Okay, Zac.

Ha, ha!

[music]

Okay. Okay.

[phone ringing]

- [Angela] Hello. Hey.
- Hey, girl.

[Angela] You all right?

No.

What's going on?

[Fatima] Girl, my mom
was just at the house.

Okay.

And she saw Zac taking Deja
into her house.

- What?
- [Fatima] Yes, girl.

Pretending to be hurt
'cause I whooped her a*s.

Wait, what?

Long story.

[Angela] Okay, what are
you doing now?

Sitting in the car.

Where we going?

[Fatima] Girl,
I don't even know.

Okay, well, then let's go
to Club Eden.

I don't wanna see no men.

[Angela] What? Girl, they got
some big ol' dicks in there.

Yeah, but Zac's is bigger.

[Angela] Shut up.

I'm telling you, that's why
I need a damn break.

It's big like that?

- [Fatima] Yes.
- Damn.

Bryce ain't like that.

Have you even talked to him?

[Angela] No, I'm not
talking to him.

All right, then move on.

I will. Well, look,
does Zac got a brother?

[Fatima] Yes, girl,
and you met him.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
No, I'm good on that.

- [Fatima] Mm-hm. Yeah.
- Yeah.

Okay, well, then
let's go to the open mic.

I like that idea.

- We can do that.
- [Angela] Yeah.

I can find me
a man in there.

Girl, I just want a drink.

Well, then let's go
to Club Eden.

- [Fatima] Okay, fine, fine.
- For real?

All right, I'll be there
in 30 minutes.

[Angela] Well, I'll be there
in five.

Angela, are you speed racing?
What you doing?

Yeah. Okay, and I'll
save you a seat.

Girl, you are so damn thirsty.
I'll see you in a minute.

- [Angela] All right, bye.
- Bye.

Playing with me? Okay.

[phone ringing]

Yo.

[Tony] Zac attack, what up, man?

Where you at?

[Tony] I'm meeting up
with the joint. What's up?

Yo, let's go out.

Well, I'm about to link up
with this shorty.

I mean, Nathan's out
at Rack Racks.

Damn, I ain't trying
to do no ratchet sh*t.

[Tony] Where you
trying to go, man?

I don't even know.

Zac, what's going on, man?

[Zac] Nothing, bruh, I just need
to get out of here.

Why? What's up?

sh*t. It's Fatima.

[Tony] Hold up.
You still with that joint?

Yo, I gotta stop
talking to y'all n*gg*s, man.

What you mean, bruh?

Y'all are trying to see me...

[Tony] Happy.

What's up, man? What's going on?

Talk to me, bruh.

I just need
to get out of here, bro.

All right, I got you, bro.

Just text me a location,
all right?

All right.

[thumping R&B music]

[Tony] What's that noise?

It's my f*cking neighbor.

[Tony] Is she still trying to...

Yeah. At me? Yes.

Do you want that?

[Zac] Not after she
started tagging Nathan.

Bruh, those sloppy seconds
ain't that bad, man.

Look, just text me
where you going, all right?

I'll text you if I go.

[Tony] Whoa,
what do you mean "if"?

Just what I said, n*gga.

Yo, bruh, if you're not coming,

I'mma just tell shorty
to come through, man.

I'm going.

[Tony] All right.
I'm there.

f*cking Deja, man.

[phone ringing]

Yo.

[Deja] Hey, neighbor.

- Deja.
- [Deja] Zachary.

Turn that sh*t down.

Oh, sh*t, you can hear that?

[Zac] b*tch, you know damn well
I can hear that.

Well, I'm gonna need you
to come and turn it down for me

because I can't reach it.

[Zac] Deja, how long you gonna
play these bullshit-a*s games?

Look, I don't know
what you talking about.

I'm gonna bring you
my doctor's notice.

What a doctor's note
gotta do with the music?

[Deja] Because he said I can't
do nothing but lay up here.

Deja, there's nothing wrong
with you.

Okay, well, you don't
have to believe me.

[Zac] I'm telling you
there's nothing wrong with you.

Okay, well, fine. You'll see.

[Zac] Yo, turn it down!

Zac, I really need help.
I can't do it myself.

How did you turn it on?

[Deja] I used my crutches.

So use it again.

Okay, what happened was

when I used my crutch
to turn it on,

my crutch pushed
the speaker back

so now I can't reach it.

[Zac] You gotta be
kidding me, right?

If you want it off,

you gonna have to come
turn it off yourself.

I'm not coming over there.

[Deja] Okay, well,
I can't turn it off.

All right, fine. I'm gonna
send Fatima over there.

Nice try. She ain't even home.

Damn.

Deja, how long you gonna
play this bullshit game, yo?

No, I'm not. I promise
I'm not. I'm not.

[Zac] f*ck.

I'm sorry, Zac.

[Zac] sh*t.

You coming?

Deja, you keep playing,
it's not gonna be good.

Okay, well, just use
your landlord keys, okay,

'cause I really can't get up.
My neck hurts too bad.

Yeah, whatever.

[Deja] Yeah,
bring that key, Daddy.

I'm putting some clothes on.

Wait, hold on.

You sleep naked?

[Zac] I'm on my way, Deja.

Ooh, yes, baby, come as you are.

I'm like the church.
Yeah, bring that thing swinging.

Hello?

This girl. Come on.

[R&B music playing]

- Deja, man--
- Hi.

What the f*ck, man?
Where's the plug?

Oh, it's, it's,
it's on the side.

[Zac] Damn.
[switches music off]

Damn, Deja.

I'm sorry, Zac. I'm sorry.

What is wrong... And why is it
so hot in here?

Can you turn the air down,
please?

- I'm so hot too.
- [Zac] Yo, Deja.

Let me explain something to you.
You play too much.

- I'm so hot, Zac. What?
- Deja, stop.

You gonna burn up
in this m*therf*cker.

I'm serious.

Zac, I didn't even do nothing.

Yes, you did.
Why did you turn the AC off?

I didn't... Well...
Can you turn it back on?

Yes, I'll turn it back on.
Stop touching the AC.

And leave your robe on, Deja.
I'm not...

Zac, I didn't even do anything.

You know what? Stop. Deja.

I'm not looking at you.

Y'all n*gg*s are just
scared of y'all b*tches.

Y'all get on my damn nerves.

- [Zac] Ain't nobody scared.
- Well, you scared of this.

You won't even look
at my t*tties.

[Zac] I'm not looking
at your t*tties.

They perky.

This is the last time
I'm gonna tell you, Deja, okay?

Don't touch the AC.
Leave the radio off.

You understand me?

Do you understand me?

Yes, Daddy.

Wait, you don't have to leave.

You really don't have to leave.

Wait, don't go! Zac!

- [Zac] f*ck!
- Damn.

Scary a*s.

[music]

Damn.

This is some
b*tch-a*s sh*t.

What this sh*t even look like?

What the f*ck is this?

This b*tch can cook and moan?

That's all I need.

[music]
[loud chatter]

Girl, I love coming here
with you.

I wonder why,
'cause I get the best tables?

And the free drinks.

Yes, that too.

That man on the stage
is fine as hell.

He all right.

Fatima?

What?

[Angela] Are you not
enjoying yourself?

Yes, I'm enjoying myself.

No, you not.

It's just...

Yeah, you thinking about Zac

and trying to punish him.

Honestly, I don't know
what I'm doing, Angela.

It's just, he was
at that girl's house

and my mom saw him.

Fatima, are you happy?

I was happy.

[Angela] Well, what changed?

Look, I don't like this
not talking and going cold sh*t.

It don't work for me.

Yeah, but he did see you
in that elevator with Paul.

Yeah, and he went off

and wouldn't even
let me explain.

[Angela] Yeah.
And you tried to tell him.

Exactly, I did.

And the truth is,
if you can't take that,

then I don't know
what to do.

I know, girl.

I'm just...
I'm just over this sh*t.

Fatima.

Look, I'm not
gonna jump the g*n,

but I'm just saying, like...

I'm just venting.

Okay, well, you know
I'm here if you want to vent,

but like I always say,
you know yourself.

Look, I just, I just wanna
hear myself think, all right?

You know what?
Actually, I don't.

I wanna forget about all this.

And we need more drinks.
Where... What...

- What are we doing right now?
- [Angela] I can second that now.

- Yes, we need more drinks.
- This ain't enough.

- We need some hard stuff.
- [Fatima] Hm-hm, we need more.

[Fatima] Gonna have a good time.

- Okay. Here. Hey.
- Hey, what's up?

Um, can we get two more
of these?

Oh, I'm not the waiter.

- Oh, sorry.
- [Fatima] Sorry.

[Shawn] No, it's all good.

- I'm Shawn.
- Okay, well, hello.

I'm Angela.

And you're?

That's my friend, Fatima.

Hey, what's up, Fatima?

So what's up with them drinks?

- [Angela] You tell me.
- Um,

we're gonna wait for the waiter
to come. Yeah.

Why?

[Fatima] "Why"?
n*gga, we don't know you.

And you might
put something in them.

Wow, it's like that?

Uh, yeah, it's like that.

Please do not mind my friend.

Um, I have a solution.

I'm gonna come with you
to the bar to get those drinks.

Yeah, come on.

You tripping.

[Shawn] Let me see...

[Angela] Ooh, well, hello.

[Shawn] What you drinking,
momma?

[loud music]
[cheering and screaming]

I'm not using this sh*t.

Deja already took my
[unintelligible].

She would've suck my sh*t,
and I'm supposed to use...

[phone ringtone]

This f*cking girl.

Deja, what? I'm asleep.

[Deja] Zac, I need you.

Deja, stop, leave me alone.

[Deja] No, Zac,
I can't turn the bathtub off.

Deja, stop lying.

[Deja] I promise it's the truth.

Deja.

[Deja] Zac, the water
is going to run over.

sh*t, man.

[Deja] Please help me.

f*cking girl, man.
She gonna be the death of me

in this...

No, come on now.
Hold it together, let's go.

- I'm good, girl.
- No, you not.

- And you okay?
- I'm fine.

My feet hurt, sh*t.

- Angela. Hey, hey, hey.
- I can't hold. This thing is...

- Come on now.
- Okay.

- You good?
- Yeah.

- Girl.
- You can't drive home.

Uh, and neither can you.

Uh, ooh, Shawn
can drive us home.

No, he can't.
We don't know that man.

- I know, girl, but...
- Angela, no.

I'm about to call us a ride
share, okay?

- No! No!
- Yes!

- Girl...
- Oh, girl, I got it.

Let's call a train.
Let's ride a train.

Call a... Okay, you definitely
have had too much to drink.

Why the hell
would we ride a train?

'Cause there'd be some
fine-a*s men on the train, girl.

[imitating train horn]

- Angela.
- What?

It ain't got no damn car.
We'd still be walking.

- You right.
- Yeah.

All right.
Probably six minutes...

- Okay.
- Ladies, can I help you?

Man, you don't...

Just tripping.

Hey.

No, you cannot. We good.

Come on, I'll take you home.

We don't know you, okay?

Damn, I'm confused.

Did we not
just have a good time?

Oh, y'all had a great time.
You did.

[Shawn]
So what's the problem?

But you been drinking,
so, no, we good.

Fatima.

Angela.

Seriously?

Is that your car over there?

- Yeah.
- Oh god...

- Fatima.
- Hm-hm.

- Girl...
- [Fatima] Angela, no.

Are you... How much
have you even had to drink?

Mm...

Couple shots.

Girl, come on. Come on!

Let's go.

Oh, f*ck.

[Shawn] Hey, watch your step,
watch your step,

- watch your step.
- [Angela] Watch your step, hey!

Girl, come on.

[Shawn] She tripping.

Oh, f*ck it. sh*t. Hold on.

Deja. Deja, I know you.
You play too much.

Where are you?

[Deja] I'm in here.

Deja, you better have
some f*cking clothes on!

Hurry! Help me!

[Zac] You better have on
some damn clothes!

Zac!

Talk so I can hear your voice.

- [Deja] No, just come in.
- No.

Say Marco Polo.

n*gga, grow up.
Come turn this f*cking water off

before I flood this sh*t.

Stop playing.

Damn. Stop!

What is wrong with you?

[Deja]
I didn't even do anything!

[Zac] Fine, do you need
anything else?

Yes, can you just stay
for a second?

[Zac] No, I can't stay
nowhere else.

- Can you keep me company?
- No, I'm leaving.

No, wait. Wait, Zac, wait,
where are you going?

- [Zac] I'm going home.
- Zac!

- Oh, sh*t. God.
- [Deja] Zac, are you all right?

- [Zac] I'm fine. Fine.
- Now you feel how I feel!

I can't even turn this off

because your girlfriend
did this to me!

Uh, do you need anything else?

[Deja] Can you pass me a towel?

- Damn.
- [Zac] Oh, f*ck.

I can't, but you...
Zac, I can't get out.

Here's the towel.
I'm gonna throw it.

No, not that one.

[Zac] I'm gonna throw it.
One one, I'm throwing the towel.

- No, no, no, Zac.
- One. Two.

[Deja] No, I can't...

Bow!

You got it?

[Deja] Wait, don't go.

What do you need?

I need you
to look at your phone.

- [Zac] Why?
- Zac, just look at your phone.

- Why?
- No, it's really important.

It's something really important
that you should see.

Look, I'm sorry. I didn't
want to be the one to tell you,

but your girl's playing you.

My homegirl,
she works at that spot.

She sent me that.

She told me she's
down there

with a n*gga right now.

She's obviously doing her.

So you should do me,
you know?

Help me put my back
back in place?

Zac.

Help me with my back, Zac.

I know you want me.

I know you want me. I know you.

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