Fatima, why are you crying? What's the matter?
[Fatima] Angela had a heart attack.
[Zac] Previously onZatima...
I don't understand how this could happen.
I mean, Angela is so healthy.
It was this.
The stuff they were saying about me.
Angela...
I just felt like I had to change.
I never stopped loving him, Fatima.
Yo, yo. This bitch is in the house.
It should be my baby!!!
It should be me!
Hey, hey, hey...
[shouting, exclaiming]
[Leslie] Get off of me!
You fight like pussies.
Hey, hey, hey. You might wanna calm down.
-Whoa! -Strong, ain't she?
-Man, she's strong as shit! -You might wanna calm down...
-Yo, you okay? -Yeah, I'm okay.
Bitch kicked me in my ankles, though.
You better hope that I don't fall over my heels,
bitch, or I'm gonna sue you!
-Hey, how did you catch her? -Oh, shit. You know what?
I heard a bunch of commotion going on upstairs,
and I thought it was you tearing that ass up.
I said, ooh, Zac in there, gettin' it.
Gettin' it, gettin' it! But I said, hold up.
-Let me look out the window -Deja...
and make sure the cars are there.
The cars wasn't there, so I said, hold on.
Let me use my detective skills to solve this, right?
-Deja... -So then,
I seen that bitch coming around the corner, right?
I went down the pole.
I slid all the way down into the backyard.
All thighs.
-Deja! -No hands.
And then I saw that bitch,
and I dragged her ass around the corner!
Damn!
But this is the best part right here.
Hold on. And then--hold on.
-Wait a minute! -[Tony] She strong, yo.
Whatever she told you, baby, she's lying.
I promise.
The bitch had this shit on.
Oh, damn. This bitch is sick as hell.
You think you really Fatima?
I don't know where she got that.
You've been stalking my wife?
Get her, Zac.
Answer me.
I suggest you answer me.
No. No.
So then, what you call that?
Hmm?
I am your wife.
Yo, this chick is crazy.
Baby, don't you recognize me?
My hair, my makeup.
I just needed some clothes,
baby, and then she started tripping.
That's it.
She thinks she really Fatima.
Baby, look at me. It's me!
Yo, this chick is batshit crazy.
-I'm not crazy! -Whoa, whoa, whoa...
I'm hurt!
I'm just hurt, baby. That's it.
Hello.
[Tony] Crazy-ass bitch...
Yeah, this is Zachary Taylor.
Who are you calling?
I found an intruder in my house.
You gonna call the police on your wife?
Y'all need to come get her
before something real bad happens.
Wait, you gonna call the police on your wife?
Baby, what about the baby?
What are you doing?
Yo, shut the fuck up.
[whimpers, moans]
What would you do to her for two months free rent?
Two months free rent?
Well, first things first, I go in here and cut off
all them little Puerto Rican curls she got.
-And then-- -Hey, don't tell me.
You got ten minutes. Bring her in the back.
Baby.
Baby, wait. Baby, wait.
Wait!
♪ Love ain't perfect, but we 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 still worth it, uh-huh ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do ♪
♪ We still workin' ♪
[smooth music]
-Zac, what happened? -She got arrested.
-Oh, my God. -Yes.
-She did? -Yeah.
I called the police.
Wait. You called the police?
Yeah, I called the police.
Oh, I'm sorry. I just didn't expect that.
I surprise you sometimes.
-Just thank God you're okay. -Yeah.
-Where's Nathan and Tony? -They're upstairs.
They're, uh, cleaning up upstairs.
Zac, what did she do?
You don't even want to see it.
Don't worry about it.
Baby, I'm so proud of you.
Why are you proud of me?
Because you could have been in jail.
Well, I had some hired help.
What you mean?
Hey, partner.
Zac?
What the fuck is she doing in my house?
It's all right.
It's all right? Why is she in my kitchen?
Super Deja, to the rescue.
Again.
Helped how?
Oh, baby.
I beat that bitch ass.
Okay?
Thank you.
No problem.
She gets two months free rent.
-Two months? -Yeah.
That had better have been one hell of a beatdown.
Oh, girl. You should have been there.
I A-Town stomped that bitch! [laughs]
-You did? -Hell yeah.
Don't play that shit.
She did.
Thank you.
I'm sorry. I didn't hear that.
-Thank you. -You pushin' it now...
So we even now.
Don't push it.
You're right.
-How's Angela? -Well...
Oh, she's gonna be okay.
She's just gonna be in the hospital a few days.
She told me to come over and get the tea.
-Sounds like Angela. -Right.
So where is it? It's in the kitchen?
The tea?
-You should go be with Angela. -Yeah, Bryce.
-In the hospital. -Okay.
I'll just tell her you guys don't have any.
Call me if you need anything, okay?
Bye, Bryce.
He just... You know what? Okay.
-Let me go and-- -Oh, hey, hey, hey.
You're good. Just take some time.
What? Zac,
I need to see what the damage is.
No, you don't.
Zac, I need to call the insurance company.
It's fine.
You don't. Trust me, you don't.
Zac, what?
The baby's room?
-I'm going up. -Fatima...
Fuck.
-I think it goes to the bottom. -Oh, yeah.
Hey, I told you I didn't want you to see this.
-Zac. -Hey, hey, hey...
Zac, what?
Why would she do this?
I, I--
Hey, she's gone. She's gone.
We're gonna make sure she stays away.
Okay? Stop. Don't look at that.
Oh, fuck.
Let's go downstairs.
-Hey, you okay? -Yeah.
Oh, shit.
Hey.
Bryce, you scared me.
Sorry.
I'm glad you're here.
Yeah.
You told me to go get the tea,
but Zac and Fatima didn't have any,
so I just came back. Is that okay?
Uh... [sighs] Yeah...
Um, did Zac catch that stalker bitch?
Oh. Um...
Well, I didn't get the whole story,
but apparently the next door neighbor
stomped the bitch's ass.
-Wait. What? -Yeah.
Yeah, I wasn't there long, but that's what I could gather.
That's all you got?
Bryce, give me my phone.
It's, it's in my purse.
Okay.
Bryce.
Angela.
I haven't had time to throw all that crap away yet.
You had it in different places?
At work, in my car.
Angela.
Bryce, it's the cheap stuff.
You have to take it, like, every two days, so I be busy.
Where'd you even get this?
I don't wanna say.
Come on. I'm not gonna go after the person.
I know you ain't going after nobody.
How do you know that?
I mean, you did step to Charles like a G.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm definitely not telling you.
Come on.
Angela, I, I just want to know, for me.
A girl at work got me the hookup.
That's so dangerous, Angela.
I know, Bryce.
Damn.
I just, I thought it would be worth the risk.
Well, definitely wasn't, so.
I know.
Give me that.
No.
Bryce, just hand it to me.
I don't want to. I...
I'm not about to take it. Do you think I'm crazy?
No.
Just hand it to me and pass me the trash can.
-I can, I can... -No, no.
I need to throw it away.
Okay? For me.
Okay.
-Be gone. -Right.
Hell yeah.
And now I can call my girl and get the tea,
'cause you are a sorry storyteller.
I am.
Here you go.
You're good at other things, though.
Hey.
-Hey. -What, Zac?
[phone ringing]
[Fatima] What?
Angela's on the phone.
Hold on. I'll just...
Angela, can she call you back in a little bit?
-[Fatima] Shit. -All right.
Babe.
Zac, gotta get this cleaned up.
Babe. Babe. I need you to relax.
Relax how?
Hey. Okay.
Look, Zac, she ruined all of our baby's stuff.
I... Okay.
-Shit. -I get it.
She's nuts. All right?
She's gone, though.
Babe.
Oh, she fucking lost it, Zac.
Yes, she lost it.
Okay, I don't know what your ex did to her,
but she's gone.
Babe. Babe.
Look, Malachi is not worth all this.
Babe, I know. I know. Okay?
I don't even want to talk about him.
I don't. Okay?
And to be honest-- look at me.
I'm kind of glad things happened the way they did.
You glad?
Yes.
I was about to call Malachi and ask him for help
if I couldn't catch her on my own.
What?
Listen, I did not want to, okay?
But he's in the FBI,
and it seemed like it made sense.
At least to Nathan.
To Nathan?
We taking advice from Nathan now?
Okay. Okay. That's the wrong person.
I thought it was a good idea.
Okay? Look at me.
I was about to partner with your ex
to protect you that much.
I guess that does say a lot.
Yes.
And I was not going to tell you,
but I decided to because I'm tired of keeping stuff from you.
-You're right. -Hey, hey.
No more crazy secrets.
Okay. No more crazy secrets.
Okay?
Okay.
-Look at us. -Yes.
Becoming... unsure parents.
Yes, we are.
Zac, we got to get all this cleaned up.
No, no, no, we don't. Could you calm down?
We don't have to. I need you to relax, okay?
You already stressed out because of Angela.
Right?
Yeah.
Zac, I don't need to be stressed.
This is just too much.
No, you don't. Exactly. Exactly.
Have a seat.
Hey,
I need you to stop worrying about this.
Stop worrying?
Zac, how can you say that?
Shh.
This is just stuff.
It is just stuff.
I can get more baby stuff.
I can't get another Fatima.
And that's all that matters, right?
Yeah.
That's all that matters.
Okay.
Yeah, Zac, but seeing this just pisses me off.
I know.
It pisses me off, too.
But you know what pisses me off even worse?
Seeing her.
Could you imagine that?
Yeah, actually, I could.
Okay, okay.
Relax.
I don't need you to get all upset.
No, seriously. I'll whoop her ass, Zac.
She might be dead.
I know she would be. I don't need that.
I don't need you uppercutting, punching.
I don't need none of that.
But I'm surprised you didn't, though.
I thought about going there.
Well, why didn't you?
Because I got two more important things to think of.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
I guess we can replace all this stuff.
Exactly.
We gotta get this cleaned up before the shower.
We don't gotta do nothing.
I just need you to relax.
Okay?
-Relax? -You can relax.
I'll buy more stuff.
I'll even buy a different crib.
Good. We can get an easier crib.
No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no.
I'll get a different crib. Not an easier crib.
We need all the high-tech stuff.
Zac, just find somebody to do it, okay?
Fine.
Thank you.
Fine.
Okay.
Compromise.
Yes.
We compromising ain't we?
-Don't that feel good? -It does.
Now can we compromise and get some sleep?
Yes.
Let me call Angela first, okay?
-I love you. -I love you, too.
-Big Tima. -Zac Attack.
Zac Attack.
I can't even do it. I can't even do that.
Hey. Don't take long because I need my blanket.
-Your blanket? -Yeah. My blanket.
It covers me at night.
Oh, my God. Boy, go on.
I got this.
It took me three days to put this together.
She broke it in ten minutes.
[mellow music]
Angela.
Hey, girl.
I'm gonna tell you, you're not gonna believe this shit.
[upbeat music]
Okay.
Easy.
Be careful.
Easy, sweetheart.
Just right here.
-Bryce. -Right here.
I'm not handicapped, okay?
Well, the doctor said you have to take it easy, so...
-Good? -I got you, babe.
Yes.
Just happy to be home and out of that hospital.
Girl, you was only in there for a week.
Damn.
What is it? What is it?
Bryce, calm down.
You're gonna give me a heart attack.
Shit.
I was just gonna say that...
Are you okay?
Bryce, I'm... Bryce.
I was just gonna say that
I have a lot of work to catch up on.
Angela, that's the last thing
you need to be worried about, okay?
Uh-huh, because you know...
-[mumbles] -Yeah...
Oh, wait a minute.
What y'all got going on?
-Nothing. -Nunya.
Mm-hmm.
Zac, I thought we made a promise not to keep secrets.
Oh, nice.
Going on the honest relationship route.
Good job, Zac.
Winkin' at me.
Wait a minute.
I know you...
not out here giving relationship advice
to Zac about being honest.
No, no, no.
I wasn't coming from a place of do what I did.
I was coming from a place of don't do what I did.
Oh, okay. Okay.
[Zac] But he didn't say that, though,
when he was giving me the advice, though.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, but you didn't ask.
So, anyways, here, Angela,
let me take your shoes off for you, okay?
Here we go. One, two, three.
Thank you, Bryce.
One, two, three.
Here you go.
Zac, stop.
Bryce, that is so sweet.
-Yeah. -I love it.
It's nice to rest. Thank you.
So, wait.
So, this is happening again?
Well, Angela and I are gonna talk about it.
Oh, good. I'm glad you are.
Yes, we're gonna talk about it.
But not right now.
I got a lot of things to do
and reality shows to catch up on.
Can you get me my laptop?
Uh, yeah, okay.
And, um, we gotta go. Bryce.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You're sure you're gonna be okay here?
Bryce, you don't think her best friend
can take care of her?
Yeah.
Fatima got me, okay?
You go handle your business.
You're gonna be gone an hour, right?
Yeah, yeah, not very long.
The walkthrough shouldn't take that long.
-But we'll be right back. -Oh, it's fine.
Take your time.
And I'll call you before we come home.
-Okay. -In case you need anything.
And Fatima, you have my number, so you can call me.
I've got your number, Bryce.
-You got this. -Get up off the...
I want you to start bowing just like Bryce.
-I like that. -Let's do it!
Yes. Thank you.
Bye.
You see what I got to deal with?
You see what I got to deal with, girl?
I'm not gonna be able to take much more of this.
Angela, he's just worried about you.
I know, but damn, can I breathe?
I should have brought
an extra oxygen tank home from the hospital.
Damn.
Girl, I'm just glad you're okay.
Me too.
But I got a long road ahead of me.
Yeah, I know.
Like, rehab, stress therapy test.
Like, I really messed myself up.
Angela, don't beat yourself up, okay?
I'm not.
I'm just facing the reality of the situation.
It's fine.
But I'm here, okay?
And I cannot wait for this baby shower.
[chuckling]
Wait.
That's what you and Zac got going on?
What?
What you talking about?
I knew it. I knew it.
He done roped you into helping him.
Well, I mean...
Talking about he could do it himself.
-Yeah, right. -No, no, no.
He is doing it all on his own.
I mean, I ain't been no help for at least a week, so.
No, actually, Angela, I'm happy you're helping him.
Yeah.
He was about to have a whole damn petting zoo up in there.
A what?
It's okay. It's fine, okay?
I talked him out of all that crazy shit
he was about to do.
We're gonna keep it nice and basic,
just like you like it.
First of all, ain't nothing basic about me, okay?
Oh, God.
See, no, no, no.
Now you stressing.
You need to relax just like me, okay?
We both need to be relaxing.
Yeah.
I guess you're right.
We need to let our men handle their business.
-Our men? -Mm-hmm. [chuckles]
I mean, me and Bryce are taking it slow, okay?
But I did tell him that I love him.
Angela. What?
Yes, last week in the hospital.
Okay.
But you were scared then, are you sure?
Uh, yeah, I'm still scared.
It's okay.
We'll just see how it goes.
Yeah.
Oh, shit.
What?
Girl, I need to call Belinda over here.
She need to get me right.
Okay, you know Belinda is not a mobile stylist.
Why don't we just go see her?
Besides, the doctor said you need to walk.
I guess. I do feel pretty good today.
-You do? -I do. Okay.
Yeah, let's go.
All right.
You go slow and I'll go slow.
We both gonna do this. One, two, three.
Yeah! There you go.
-All right, girl. -All right.
-Got everything? -No, girl.
I don't have to pay.
[Fatima] True.
[easygoing music]
-Yo! Something bad? -No, we're good.
Contractor's out back taking a phone call.
Said first that you're going through.
Cool.
I don't know if you saw on your way in,
but this building actually has
three restaurants and four businesses.
And two have been here over 10 years.
And all the tenants are staying?
Some of these people have
had their lease for damn near over a decade.
-So this is turnkey. -Exactly.
All we have to do is collect the rent,
and this property can be open for anything.
[phone ringing]
One second. It's the inspector.
Yo.
Yeah.
Did Mr. Hines get the specs?
What you mean, no?
We're doing a walkthrough right now.
He's...
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Fuck. Fuck.
Everything okay, Zac?
Um, not exactly.
The inspector's not taking the job.
What?
Why?
Apparently, he looked me up.
Wait. What does that even mean?
He looked me up, and according to his assistant,
he doesn't think that this is a legitimate sale no more.
Well, I mean, that doesn't make any sense.
And you sent him the due diligence for the PCA?
He has everything. I sent him the due diligence.
He has the LOI. He has the specs.
He has everything.
Well, I mean, you're not saying it could be...
But come on.
He looked me up and says he doesn't think
this is a legitimate sale?
-Come on, Bryce. -Zac.
I mean, maybe he just needs to speak to the owner.
Yeah, fuck all that shit. I'm not...
Come on, Zac.
Listen, this is obviously blatant discrimination.
I ain't even worried about it. Why don't you call him?
Why me?
Because if he looked you up...
I just can't even believe this, man.
-Don't even trip. -No, no.
I've never experienced anything like this before, so...
Bryce, he looked me up and said he doesn't think
it's a legitimate sale.
Pretty much what he's saying is
I don't inspect businesses for niggas.
Dang.
Zac, you know you're right about this.
Of course I'm right.
But I don't want to have to do this kind of stuff
just for us to get this money.
Hey, listen.
We are not gonna lose this opportunity.
Fuck it. Okay? Fuck it.
Shit.
Okay. All right, look.
I'll contact him.
I'll see if I can get him to do the inspection.
Yes. Yes. Easy money.
All right, well, what do you want to do, Zac?
We do what we've been doing.
We just keep moving as if nothing changed.
We go take a look at the building.
-I'm not tripping on it. -I agree.
We should do that. Look, let's go.
Let's just check out the rest of the building.
Hey, I'll be right there. I'll be right there.
All right, man.
Fuck.
Yeah, yeah, man.
There you go, young man.
Man, shop busy today, huh, Tone?
Yeah, man. It's about time.
It's definitely a good thing.
It's a real good thing. I got you up next, all right?
Oh, wait a minute. Y'all need me to cut?
-No! -No!
We need you to do just what you're doing.
Right, 'cause you just got here and you're already messing up.
Boy, you had one job.
It's cut that man a ball fade.
That man walked out of here with a whole George Jefferson.
His hair was already thin.
I was helping him embrace what was about to happen.
How long are you gonna punish me for that?
It's gonna be a long time before
you out live that one, brother.
A long time.
Come on, man, Tyrone.
Look, the shop being so full,
you let me start cutting some heads,
I can pay you back the money for bailing out Tony.
Nah, nah, you're gonna have to find another way
out that hole, little brother,
'cause cutting hair ain't gonna be it.
Look, man, how long they gonna punish me for that?
How about putting your friends in jail,
paying your tickets that you get in other people car,
and go over and get that hair 'cause you missed some.
[Tony] Yes.
It was Tony that was in jail, not me.
What?
Watch your mouth.
-Hey. Are you all right? -Yeah.
So did you decide what you're gonna do
about the situation?
Nah, not yet. I mean,
I know the shop is picking up in business,
but...
I can't keep doing this forever.
You're right.
So is that to say you're going to talk to her?
I got to.
I mean, just be honest with her, man.
I mean, I think she'll receive that better than anything else.
Just tell her what you told me.
The truth.
Man, doing something like this,
I never thought I'd be here.
I'll tell you a little something about life, brother.
Life is full of twists and turns.
Now you got a choice, though.
You can hang on, you can navigate through the BS,
or you can let go
and let life take you on the motherfucking road.
That's a good one, Tyrone.
I'm good for a little advice every now and then.
Listen,
if you need me to go with you...
No, no, no. I, uh...
I got to do this alone.
That's good.
Damn.
-What's up, baby? -Chilling, baby.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Uh... What up, Zac?
It's gonna be a minute.
What you mean, man?
You don't even know these niggas.
You know everybody trying to get fly for the weekend.
Man, y'all.
Go ahead, man.
Yeah, he need a haircut bad.
He need to hit that.
Rough shit, huh?
Rough shit.
Why you looking all, uh... down?
That's why I came here anyway, bro.
I got fucking played.
Hold up. What you mean?
This commercial real estate inspector, bro.
Dude looked me up, told me he don't think I'm running
a legitimate business.
-Are you serious, man? -Let me guess.
Yes. Old white man.
Been doing this shit since Jim Crow.
Racist-ass motha...
I mean, so just get another one.
It's not that easy, bro.
There ain't that many inspectors,
especially inspectors that look like us.
Hey, you can sue his ass.
All he gonna do is deny it, Nathan.
-Like... -No, no, no.
Look, I'll try and book something
and that's how we're going to catch him.
Yeah.
I don't need all that.
I already got Preston calling the same guy.
There you go. That's a good idea.
So if he say yes to Preston, then I'll know he racist.
Yeah.
Okay, so you're doing what I said, but, like, in reverse.
No, I'm not doing anything like you said.
What I'm trying to do is get my business off the ground
and get moving to make this money.
That's what I'm trying to do.
All right. You should still sue his ass.
Yeah, I mean, it ain't even worth it.
I ain't even ...
Report the man, dog.
I beg to differ, nigga.
Getting justice against racists is always worth it.
I wouldn't let him get away with that.
[Tony] Yeah, I mean, you really have
an easy case if he says yes to Preston, right?
I don't know, man. I just...
I'm just trying to get this off my mind
before the shower, so...
Oh, yeah. That's coming up fast, man.
Um...
Y'all trying to do poker later?
Oh, yeah. You know I'm down.
Hey, if y'all taking IOUs, you already know I'm in.
That's normal, Nathan. So, yeah.
That's why I love you.
Yo, I'll holler at y'all.
All right. That's a bet, man.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. No haircut today?
I mean, I was just going to get lined up,
but I mean, he seem like he really need one.
So I'm going to let my man have my spot.
-Yo, let my man live. -No, no, no, no. Hey, no.
It's a free chair over here. You know, I can get you.
You a lie.
No, he still on punishment. Don't worry about it.
Never in my life
would I ever let you near my head with a razor.
We've been friends since six.
You ain't going to let me cut your hair, man?
I love you. Come on. Give me somethin'.
You whack for that.
Yo, I see you, boy.
Try to play me like that.
I love y'all, man.
Yo, Tyrone, take it light.
Holler at you.
Yee!
Later, fellas.
-[Nathan] Later! -[Tony] Holla.
Hi! What y'all doing here?
Girl, I need an emergency reset.
What happened?
I had a mild heart attack and been stuck in the hospital.
Wait, what?
♪ Spinning, spinning ♪
[ominous music]
[keys jangling]
Hey, I'm cold.
Ain't no thermostat for you.
You get in that cell, you get under that blanket.
Or, you can give me something else to keep me warm.
I heard about you.
The rumors true?
I'll be back to get you later.
I'll be waiting.
[unsettling music]
[keys jangling]
[unsettling music]
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