- A woman like this, a man has done something.
- I'm not closed-off and shut down. I'm just uninterested.
-Previously on "Sistas"...
- Look, I know that you want this to be your baby,
but I swear to you, it's not.
- If I hear anything about what happened to you,
this shit is gonna feel like you went to a spa.
- Gary is going to buy and buy,
and I don't know what the man's gonna buy me next.
- Don't fall for it. - Can you call Fatima?
- I don't think you want her to know this.
- Oh, you gotta be kidding me!
- Back child support?
- Yes. - How is this even possible?
- She says you're the father of her baby.
- What?
- He's three years old. She's been trying to find you.
- Oh, she's bugging!
This is cap, I don't even know this girl!
- Well, she knows you.
There's a picture of the kid here.
- What the -- ?
- Jake, this is not my kid!
- He look like you.
- I swear to God, I don't know this girl.
- Her name's Heather Lee Jennings.
- I don't know nobody by that country-ass name!
-Okay, okay.
- Well, then, we need to ask the judge for a paternity test.
- Yes, that, we need to do.
- Okay.
I'm on that.
- Whoa, wait, wait, what about getting me out of here?
- The judge wants you to pay all the child support
to get out. - Oh, you bugging!
-No. - How much?
- $37,000.
- 37-
How they come up with that number?
Nobody even called me!
- It'll get you out of here.
This is ridiculous!
That's not my -- kid!
- Okay, well, until the judge knows that,
you're gonna have to pay in order to get out.
- Look, Zac, just pay it, we'll work it out.
- Jake, you know damn well
I'm not gonna get my money back, bro!
-Either that or you stay in here.
All right, all right.
- Look, I'll help you arrange it.
- How? How?
- We can ask the bank to do a wire transfer.
- Isn't it past four o'clock?
- Yep. -So then we can't do that.
- Then you'll have to stay here.
- Some bullshit, bro. That's not my kid!
- Okay, but we're talking about the system.
- Will they take money orders?
- Yeah, I think I can get the clerk to do that.
- Cool, all right we'll just get you a couple of money orders.
- Once again, how?
All my cash is in the safe in my girl's apartment.
I'm the only one with the combination.
- Well, you can just give it to me.
- What?
- Well, just give me the combination.
- Hell no.
- What, you don't trust me?
- No disrespect, but hell no!
- All right, I understand. - Oh, you should understand.
I ain't giving you-- -Oh, look, I get it.
- And you should get it. That's the only thing you getting,
'cause you not getting that combination.
- You got a better idea?
- Wait, just wait.
Yeah, 'cause that, that ain't it.
Just give me some time, let me think.
- Look, I got it. - What?
- How about I take care of it, you just pay me back later?
- You serious?
- Yeah.
- You sure? -Yeah.
Apparently I trust you more than you trust me.
- How do you do it? That's your white side.
- Ha, yeah, you funny.
- Ain't shit about this funny.
I don't even understand why you laughing.
- All right, look,
we'll get on this quickly as possible, all right?
- Yeah, man, thanks.
- Stop, yo.
Thank you for not telling Fatima.
- I figured you want to explain it to her.
- Yeah. I know she probably going crazy looking for me.
- Yep, good luck with that one.
- -- !
- Hi, friend! -Hey.
- How are you? - Great.
- Thanks for joining me.
- Yeah. You're paying, right?
- Yes, Danni, I may.
-Okay, great, I started drinking already.
- I knew you would.
- Well, you want this one?
- Yeah, I will take a martini, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
- That's what we go, so.
So, it's been a while since we've done this.
- Hasn't it? No?
- It's always just the girls, you know, or you and Karen,
me and Sabrina.
Just, you know, we, we haven't hung out in a while.
- We do. - Okay, name the last time.
- Well, there was that time when we all went--
- We all, yeah, we all. Keep going.
- What about, um, at your--
- Right. Right-o.
- Okay.
You're right about that.
- So what do I owe the pleasure?
- I just want to talk to you, see how you're doing.
-Oh, that's bullshit.
- What? No.
- You just want somebody's advice other than Karen's.
- Yeah.
You're right. - Yeah.
Okay, well, I think you should keep all of that shit.
- And I felt like I knew you were gonna say that.
- Oh, yeah, you knew. That's why you called me.
- Well, I called you for more than that.
- Andi. Andi, Andi, Andi.
- Okay, you've always been in the middle
with the Gary situation.
When all the girls said leave him,
you would say I should make my own decision.
So I just, I wanted to get your honest opinion
without the influence of the crew.
- Well, I think that you still love him,
that he still loves you, and, um,
it's gonna be the same old shit until you get tired of it,
and you're not tired of it yet.
- Damn.
- You know I'm right.
- Yeah.
- And, I mean, that -- spending that kind of money,
at least we know he's in.
- Mm, well, Karen thinks he's spending that kind of money
because of control, and to control me.
- Mm-hmm, Sabrina, too.
- She said that? - Oh, sure. Mm-hmm.
- Wait, you guys were talking about me?
- Oh, we all do, yeah.
We all talk about each other, you know?
- But, like, in a good way? - In an honest way.
- A good way? - In an honest way.
- Good honest?
- The truth will set you free.
- Okay.
I think I know what that means.
So do you think I should be with him?
- No, absolutely not, I don't.
I don't think that. Not at all.
But I think you're gonna do what you wanna do anyway,
and, um, hey, whatever it takes for you to get over him,
you're gonna have to do, and...
And sometimes that means being with him.
- Wow.
That makes sense.
- In its own twisted way. You know, if you catch me
between my afternoon and evening high,
there's just this twilight period of clarity, you know?
-No. - Answers to the universe.
-Yeah, very wise. - And, and...
- It's inspiring, actually.
I'm gonna catch you at those hours all the time.
- Typically happy hour, so you could, we could do this
regular thing where you pay-- - Where I pay, got it.
I knew that was coming.
- You know, when people go to a psychic,
they give them money.
- But you're not a psychic, Danni.
- Ain't damn near. -No, no, you're not.
- I'm typically right. - Yeah.
How's Preston?
- Don't know. We're not together.
-You're not? - We're not.
You know, just taking some time from it.
Figure it out, get some optics.
Just go. - Speaking of optics,
you wouldn't mind if he saw other people?
- Why does this keep happening?
You know?
How do they know where we are?
- You know, we make them take us to our favorite places.
- Oh, he never took me anywhere, but he's got this bitch here.
-No, I didn't know that.
-Well, you know what? Let him.
Let him have a good time.
That's a pretty orange dress.
- Oh, that's great! Do you mean that?
- Absolutely, I do.
- Good.
Well, and we should have a good time, too. Cheers.
-Cheers, chin-chin.
- Check, check, check on gravy.
- I'm tired of the bullshit, Maurice.
-Where is he? - In your bedroom.
- You let him in my bedroom?
- You let him in here! -I did not!
-Hold on, so you mean to tell me he broke in here?
- Obviously so, Calvin.
- Shit, I'm calling the police.
- You can call 'em, but we won't need that.
- What you gonna do? - I'm going in there,
and I'ma yank his ass outta here.
- All right, cool, let's go.
- What are you gonna do?
- So you're telling me that you didn't invite him in here?
- I did not. - All right, then, let's go.
- Again, Cal, what are you gonna do?
- I'ma help you throw his ass outta here.
-Cal, remember the bank?
And Jacobi?
- Okay, stop bring up that shit, all right?
-I'm just saying, girl, it happens.
- Maurice! - Spinderella.
- Let's go!
- Okay, come on.
But if you twirl one time, I'ma beat your fairy ass.
Get up out my house, now just--
What the hell is going on?
- Hey. - You really in here just naked?
- Mm-hmm. - Calvin, stop staring!
- All right, you know what? - That's nasty.
- Handle your business.
- Don't leave me in here with this bitch!
I can't take it! I'm not strong!
You gotta get out of my house!
- I've been waiting for you.
- This shit ain't gonna work. - What shit?
- You, laying here. -Come on.
- Looking like a greased-up chocolate fudge sucker.
- Come on, I told you I'll make it up to you.
- Uh-uh, uh-uh.
You got to get the -- out. - Mm-mm, come on, Maurice.
You were the only one to ever help me.
- I don't care.
You gotta go, please?
- Go where?
- I don't know! Out!
You gotta--
You gotta go.
- You know, if I'm not staying here,
they're gonna lock my ass back up.
- I don't care!
You should've never given them my address
saying you live here!
- This bracelet is to this address.
- Que, um, you may'n to get a cardboard box
and set up outside.
You gotta get out of here. - You really gonna do this?
- Yes, get out, please!
With your fine black,
big --
Get on out!
Get out! - You serious?
- Out!
Come on, come on, get out.
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
Mm-mm.
You, you gotta get out.
- And go where?
- I don't know. - Mm-hmm.
- Smell like Commissary.
You got to go.
Ooh, ooh.
- So? Is he leaving?
- Yes. - Good.
- Ooh, Jesus, oh my goodness. - Where you going?
-I got to take a cold shower.
- Maurice? - Mm, mm, mm.
When I get out, he better be gone.
- I got you. - I'm weak.
- I got it. - I'm weak.
--, I'm weak.
Hey, kitty, kitty. - Get off!
Get off me!
- Wow.
- What?
- Y'all just gonna let me live outside?
On the street? - Not my problem.
- Damn.
- Shouldn't been robbing banks and people.
- Man, look, I got caught up in that.
- I don't care.
- That's the problem.
Nobody cared. - Look, man, we all had it hard.
But not all of us are out here robbing people
and knocking off banks.
- No, man, you ain't have it hard as me.
- Boo-hoo.
- I really do like Maurice.
Like, a lot. - Oh, well, I'm not him,
so you gotta get your shit and get out.
- Where'd he go, though?
- Come on, man, get your shit and get out.
- Damn, okay, fine.
- Really?
Girl, I know you lying.
Okay, well, thank you.
All right, bye.
So?
- What? - Guess what I just found out.
- What's that? -She is a cop.
- What? -Yeah, girl,
and she had a warrant for Zac. - For what?
- I couldn't find out everything.
- You found out that much.
- Well, yeah.
- What is he up to now?
- I don't know, but she trying to lock him up.
-Oh my god.
- Um, miss girl, where are you going?
- Zac's house, to tell him.
-Karen. - What? I need to tell him, Pam!
- Oh, good Jesus, you're still in love with him.
- Just do some work, okay?
- Oh, uh-uh, we closed.
- You can do something.
Zac, call me, okay?
Call me!
Gosh.
Do something.
- Shouldn't do this.
Bitch, why you gonna call and go to his house?
She just after that --.
- This was fun.
- We should do it again. - We will.
I'm sorry we don't do it more often.
- You've been preoccupied.
- Speaking of, I have to go.
- okay. -Yeah.
- Well, leave your card.
- Yeah. - Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Oh, shit!
-Are you going to be buying more drinks?
- Not a lot, maybe just a to-go for my lunch tomorrow.
- Okay, that's fair.
All right, um, also, don't go talk to him.
-Girl, I'm gonna go talk to him.
- Bye.
Thanks for the advice.
- Of course.
Oh my gosh, OMG, is this Preston?
Oh my gosh!
- Hey.
Who's this lovely lady? - Oh, this is--
- Kelly. Girl, you know me.
- Oh, hey!
How you doing? - I'm good.
- Good, good, good, good.
Remind me, where do I know you from?
- The gym. Zac introduced us?
- That's right, good ol' Zac Attack, the Mack.
-Yeah. - Yeah. He introduce you two?
-- No. -- Yeah.
- No. - No, he didn't?
- Either he did or he didn't.
- All right, look, what's going on?
What are you doing here? - Me? What am I doing?
This is one of my favorite places. You know, I come--
-Yeah? - Yeah.
You know, you never heard of it, but now you're here,
you know, on a date, so I thought I'd say--
- Date? - Yeah, that's the word,
isn't it? - Yes, we are.
- Okay. Well, how's it going?
What y'all been talking about?
- Uh, excuse me?
- You know, like, what you've been talking about?
Like, he been talking about cows and stuff?
- Cows?
- Yeah. - No. You're really funny.
We've actually been talking about politics and music.
- Oh, you mean like country, bluegrass?
-No, hip-hop.
- Okay, okay, okay.
- Why you asking all these questions?
- I'm just wondering. Dang, girl.
- Oh, okay.
- Well, Danni, it was good to see you.
- Child, I think he dismissed me. Okay, talk about me.
-No, no, I'm not.
I was just...
- Wait, hold on.
Are you two messing around?
- No, we're not.
- No.
Girl, just --, that's all.
- Danni.
- A lot.
- What the hell is wrong with you?
- I don't know why you would bring her here, you know?
You know that this is one of my favorite places,
and then bring her here?
What, so you can keep running into me? Is that your plan?
- Danni, I don't want you to do nothing but be happy.
- That's that passive-aggressive bullshit that I'm talking about.
- I don't--
I don't know what you're talking about.
- Well, you know what?
Girl, just be careful because sooner than you know,
he'll be in your place without your permission,
and at night he'll be talking about cows and bluegrass
and have that shit blaring on his speakers when he comes home.
Y'all have a good night, though.
- I've never heard that song before.
- Good night. That's your favorite.
-- It's-- -- Like that dress, girl!
- Thought you were taking a shower.
- I was just waiting for his ass to leave.
He gone?
- Yep.
-Good, good.
Good.
- What the hell, Maurice?
- Don't be what the hell-ing me.
I did not invite him here.
- Well, didn't he listen to you?
- He gone, ain't he? -Barely.
- What do you mean?
- His ass is down there on the steps.
- That bitch is crazy.
- Look, don't let him in here.
- I'm not going to.
- Better not.
- You know this is my house, right?
- Maurice?
- Don't tell me what the -- to do in my home.
- That boy is bad news.
- You don't think I know that?
- Oh, you don't act like it.
I hooked up you with a good guy, and then you bring home this?
- This dirty -- trade outside.
- What does that even mean?
- You too gay to be that straight.
- Just hush, all right?
Just go on somewhere.
- You go somewhere!
- Look, I'm relaxing at home.
- Is that him?
It's him, isn't it?
- Yes.
- I know you gonna fall for it.
- Do you think I'm stupid?
This man robbed me!
- Yeah, but you don't seem to remember that
when it comes to getting what you want.
- If you keep talking that shit, he'll be my roommate.
- And all your shit's gonna be stolen,
including your heart.
- Don't worry about my heart.
- Hell, I shouldn't. Hell, nobody should.
You seem to not care about it.
- Girl, what is it?
Do you want him? - Maurice--
- I mean, you're being so bitchy!
What is it? Your vibrator went out?
- All right, that's it.
- Bye, bitch! -Shut up.
- I wanna sit out here and be naked anyway.
Make my ass clap.
- Who is it? -It's me.
-Hey, girl. - Hey.
-What you doing here? - I need to talk to you.
- Okay.
- Preston was at the same restaurant
me and Andi were at.
- Huh. You and Andi?
- Yeah, she wanted to talk to me.
- That's weird.
- No, it's not. You already know what that's about.
- Gary? - Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.
- I'm not talking about her, though.
- Mm, I don't know.
I just think it's weird that she's asking you to talk.
- All she's doing is getting permission
to do what the hell she want to do anyway.
- You're right, okay, yeah. - Can we talk about me now?
Preston was at the bar with another Black chick.
Mm-hmm. - Oh, he likes the sistas.
- Yeah, a sista that Zac knows too.
- What?
- Yeah.
- Wow, so Zac is hooking him up?
- Yeah, and I cannot wait to that ass.
- Why would he do that? - Being a little bitch.
- Well, that's just wrong. - I know.
- Hmm. Are you sure he did that?
- Who else, Sabrina?
- Okay, I guess.
- So sick of this shit, you know?
- Mm-hmm.
Well, what are you gonna do with them?
- If we want talk to these women about cows and tractors
and all he had to do was listen to me work it out,
let him, nothing.
Besides, think I like this new guy at work, the cop.
- Hm, you do?
- Yeah, I'm still playing hard to get, though.
- Well, you know that doesn't always work.
- He's cute, sexy, shit, what the hell?
- Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, I think I'm moving on, too.
- I wish you would.
- Danni.
- Listen, the panty man will always be the panty man.
- Remember the guy he got into a fight with?
He asked me out.
- That night? -Unh-unh.
But he came to find me at the bank,
and he asked me out, and I was like--
- Did you say yes?
- Mm, I mean, I was kind of caught off-guard?
He's stupid rich. - Really?
- Mm-hmm. - What's his number?
- No, Danni. - Is it in your phone?
- Huh? What? Girl!
-Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
What's his name?
- Danni, please don't.
- What's the boy name?
- Bayo. - What kind of name is that?
- I think it's West African.
- Oh, there he is.
-What are you doing? - Texting him.
And... - Don't do that.
I've got plans with Calvin. - It's done.
Okay, I'll text him.
"Can you reschedule? "Can't make it tonight."
- Danni, come on!
What are you doing?
- Ah, he said, "Sure."
- What did he do? - Now I'm texting Mr. Zimbabwe.
- Oh, come on, Danni, why you keep calling him that?
What is-- What are you saying?
- "Can you do dinner tonight?"
- Shit, shit, shit.
Okay, um-- - Where you wanna go?
- No, no. - Brina?
- I'm not playing with your game.
I'm not getting in this. - All right, I'll choose.
He said sure! Oh!
'Can you come to Olive Bar?"
He said sure, see you at eight.
- Yeah. - You're going.
- Okay, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine.
Damn it. What if Calvin finds out?
- He'll have his panties in a bunch.
- I hate that you talk about him like that.
- Let's get you dressed, mama. - Danni--
- Come on.
Shit, you could wear half of this. I don't need it no more.
- Come on!
- Why you always starting stuff?
- 'Bout to save your life, girl.
- Just call him, just call him, just call him.
- Oh!
Hi.
-Hi.
How are you? - I'm really good.
- Good, I love that.
-And you?
- I'm good. I'm on the plane.
- Again?
-Yeah, I'm coming back to Atlanta.
- Oh, really?
- Uh-huh.
I'll be there in a few hours.
You wanna get a drink tonight?
- Um, tonight's no good, actually.
-Okay, what about tomorrow?
- Tomorrow could work.
- Okay, great.
Can't wait to see you.
- I can't wait to see you either.
-Oh, no.
- What?
- You sound different.
You're back on the fence.
- What are you saying?
- Andi, we're attorneys. We hear everything.
-Robin, I'm not on any fence.
- Okay, so what did he do? Did he send you a bunch of flowers?
He made up to you?
- Robin.
-Nah, it would take more than that
to get you to come back.
- You don't even know me like that.
- Yeah, you're right, I guess I don't.
It's just a healthy guess.
- Well, whatever the guess is, it's wrong.
- Okay, great.
I love being wrong.
-Um, I'm gonna go now.
-Okay, well, you just, uh, let me know.
- I will. - Okay.
-Okay, I'll see you tomorrow?
- See you soon. - Okay.
It's just dinner.
It's just dinner, it's dinner.
It's fine.
- Karen?
-Hey. - Hey. What's going on?
- Just waiting to talk to Zac.
- Oh, well, I'm sure he's inside. Come on.
- No, actually, um...
I wanted to talk to him alone.
- Okay, well, I'll wait.
Go on.
- No.
- Is everything okay?
- No.
'Cause, the truth is that I'm really -- mad.
- Okay.
- I'm trying to be okay with all this, so.
- With what?
- Looking at this place, how well he's doing.
The car, the house.
Everything.
- Okay, I'm confused.
- Why now?
Why all of a sudden?
Why is he doing all of this with you in a matter of weeks
when he wouldn't do it with me in three years?
- Would that have made a difference?
- Yeah.
You're damn right it would've.
- How so?
- His confidence, the way he handles stuff,
it would've made a difference.
- And let me guess, now you want him back.
- No.
I don't want him back.
- Well, it seems that way to me.
What I want is to not be mad
or jealous.
Shit, I even want to be happy for him. For you, too, I guess.
But...
- You can't.
- This shit is too hard.
- Look, I get it.
- Do you?
- Yes, I do,
and Karen, I appreciate your honesty.
Look, my ex is doing great with the woman he married.
With me, he was a bum.
- Yeah, I guess these -- just be winning
after all the shit they do to us, huh?
- You know what I've learned?
Sometimes we're just not a fit, Karen.
- Yeah, that's right.
I mean, I have an amazing man who wants to give me
everything I ever asked for, and I'm mad about this.
What the -- is wrong with me?
- You're human.
- Yeah, I think I need to be alone for a while.
-Maybe that's a good thing.
- Yeah, can you get Zac? -Yeah, I'll go get him.
- Okay.
-Oh, but, Karen, you know you can come inside?
- I thought I wanted to see it, but actually, I don't.
- I'll get him.
-Looks good. Make sure you get all the baseboards
totally cleaned, all right?
People forget the baseboards.
Very important.
- Hey. - Hey.
-- It's looking good. -- Yeah.
He should be able to move in soon.
- He cannot wait.
- I'm thinking, like, maybe this weekend?
- Oh, that's great.
- Could be.
But, uh-- -What?
- I mean, if he's still around, right?
- What are you talking about?
- Guys, give me a minute, all right?
Look, some of my guys, they're a little worried.
- What about? - Getting paid.
- Doesn't Zac always pay them?
- I mean, usually, he does.
- Okay, actually, where is Zac?
- Oh, so you don't know?
Yeah, the police, they took him away
about three hours ago. - What?
- Yeah. - You're kidding me, right?
- Why would I kid about that?
- For what?
-See, that, none of my business.
- I'm sorry, okay, thank you.
- Oh, no problem.
- He's actually not here.
- You just said he was here.
You lying? - I'm not lying, Karen.
I'm not that girl.
-Okay, well, his car is right here, so.
- Yeah, but he's not.
- Fatima, if he don't wanna talk to me, you know,
you could just say that.
- Karen, he's not here.
- Okay.
-Look, do you wanna come in and look for yourself?
-No, I don't, it's fine.
-What? - What did you do?
-I don't know what you're talking about.
- I know you did something.
-What?
- That's it, bitch, you're dead.
-Don't threaten me. - You're dead, -- !
- Shit.
Hi.
- Hey. - Oh, what is it?
- Damn, you make it sound like I'm working your nerves.
- No, it's just been a long day, so.
- Okay. Well, this won't take long.
- Okay?
- So I talked to my friend at the hospital,
and she can see you tomorrow.
- Aaron?
- Look, she's the best, okay, and her husband is an OBGYN.
- Oh, well, I don't know if my insurance is gonna cover it,
so, you know...
-Look, don't even worry about that, okay?
I got it, Karen. - Aaron.
- You know I'm out running some errands.
You want me to get you some ice cream?
- No, I'm good.
- Okay, Karen, look, I'm just-- I just wanted to help, okay?
I want to be supportive, but fine,
I'll pick you up tomorrow morning.
- Yeah, I will see you then. Thank you.
- Yeah. - I'll be at the salon.
Meet me there. -Okay.
- All right. - Have a good night.
- Night.
Oh, my god.
-Hi.
- Wow. - What?
- You look like a beautiful princess.
- Thank you.
- Come, sit.
-Thank you.
- I am so glad you texted me.
- Yeah, I'm glad I did too.
- Would you like wine?
- Yes, please.
I love this part of the restaurant.
-Yes, it is for private parties.
- Just the two of us?
- Just the two of us.
Is that okay?
- Mm-hmm.
- I took the liberty of ordering some appetizers.
Is that okay?
Do you have any allergies?
- No.
- You will love these, then.
- I know. -Yes, try it.
- Mm.
- Huh?
- This is really good wine. - Yes, it's my favorite.
- Oh, well, do you want some? -Oh, yes.
I'll take some.
I want to share this with you.
Okay.
How about a toast?
- Okay, what are we toasting to?
- To seeing how the date goes.
- Yes, to seeing how the date goes.
-Next on "Sistas"...
- You done -- up for the last time!
- I didn't do nothing to him, I swear!
-Robin is coming into town.
- He's not me. - What if he's better?
- He doesn't know you like I know you.
-You mind if I use your shower?
- Sure, I don't want your nasty funky ass
on my sofa, come on. -Come on, man,
you know you like it cold. - To the bathroom.
- When you gonna tell her? - It's not my kid, bro!
- He's moved on, and he's happy. - He loves me. He said it.
-He interrupted our date when we were trying
to have a good time. I just figure I'd return the favor.
- Please. -You should leave
my restaurant. - Oh, he got money!