Acrimony Page #6

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- Yeah, yeah.

Of course.

- Hey, Mel.

- Mmm-hmm.

Mel, honey,

your sisters are here.

(SIGHS)

This can't be good.

MELINDA:
Do you know what the last thing

a woman wants to hear about her man?

Is that he's cheating on her.

SARAH:
Wait up, I'm coming.

And the last person in the world

she wants to hear that sh*t from

is the damn family member

who told her he would.

You're not gonna

believe this!

F*** is wrong with you?

You're gonna cost us

our biggest client!

- Where the keys?

- Let me show you, man.

Right here.

What the hell is

wrong with you?

- You trying to destroy us?

- Look, I'm sorry!

- KALVIN:
Let go, man.

- ROBERT:
I'm sorry, man.

Hey, baby, you're not

gonna believe this.

But they called... They

called about the battery.

Prescott called, baby.

What is this?

Why was her wallet

in your truck?

What?

After all these years,

you still messin' around

with her, aren't you?

- Hmm? After all we've been through, Robert?

- No. Baby, no.

Baby, no.

I promise you. Listen.

I saw her.

It must've fallen

out in the truck.

Why was she

in your truck, Robert?

Listen, listen.

Listen, I gotta go.

- You gotta go?

- I promise you it isn't gonna... Listen.

I will explain everything

when I get back, okay?

Robert, if you walk out of that

door, there is no coming back.

Prescott called me. I have to go.

I have to go.

So you're just gonna leave?

You're just gonna leave?

Where you goin', huh?

Where you goin'?

Where you goin'?

Baby, I need my keys!

You ain't getting

a damn thing!

What, you just gonna

just leave?

Baby, I gotta go.

Give me the keys!

No! Take 'em.

Take 'em.

Please, take 'em.

I can call the cops,

I'll have your ass arrested.

- Take 'em!

- Damn it, baby!

You don't understand!

I need to see Prescott!

What? Her?

- No!

- After all these years...

Baby, I didn't do anything!

Baby...

Baby! Mel!

Get off of me.

Get off of me!

- Get your hands off of me!

- Mel, stop!

- Mel, you need to stop!

- No!

- Stop it!

- BRENDA:
Melinda!

- Give me the damn keys!

- Melin...

- Get off of her!

- Get off of her!

Get your ass off

of my sister!

No! Get off of me

so I can...

Get off of me!

Don't let him go!

- Come on! Help me!

- Don't let him go!

Don't let him go!

Don't let him go!

You're letting him go!

Why are you letting him go?

You better not come back!

- BRENDA:
Go!

- MELINDA:
Don't let him go!

BRENDA:
Help me, June.

Get her up here. Go!

(MELINDA SCREAMING)

Damn it.

Robert.

What a way to make the

wrong first impression.

- You look terrible.

- I'm sorry.

Gonna be hard to convince people

you're not crazy looking like this.

Follow me, come on.

- Are you okay?

- (SIGHS)

Robert.

(STAMMERING)

My wife...

You're melting down.

You left this

in my truck.

Robert, did you

steal my wallet?

You left it

in my truck.

No, Robert. Is this

what this is about?

Did she find it?

I'm so sorry.

I got nothing left. Okay?

I got nothing left.

Yeah, I risked everything for

this meeting with Prescott, okay?

And I'm not even

sure if I can do this.

Look... Look at me,

Robert! Look at me.

If this is as good

as your research suggests

then your dreams

have come true.

Now you need to put

the personal sh*t aside

and you go in there

and you own that room.

You got me?

Come on, let's go.

Leave that.

Mr. Prescott,

this is Robert Gayle.

The persistent Mr. Gayle.

Like a Gayle force wind.

All right.

Let's hear this pitch.

What happened?

Did we make it in time?

No.

So we're gonna

lose our trucks?

- We can keep the trucks.

- We lost him as a client.

- He won't give us the money for this house.

- (SIGHS)

It's gonna be

okay, baby.

Is she okay?

No.

MELINDA:
I wasn't.

I was in that place that

scares me.

That place between present

and furious.

I had lost all rhyme

and reason.

It's like nothing mattered

but getting even.

I was told I get it from my

daddy, but his was quiet.

Mine...

I would burn a whole house

down with me in it

to get to the motherf***er

that done me wrong.

And the lipo and nickel,

and the Gayle Force Wind...

Okay, I've heard

enough.

Our team has received

your research.

They believe it can work, even

though you don't have a prototype.

We wanna offer you

$800,000 today

for all your notes, and research,

and any plans that you have.

You will have to sign

a non-compete, of course.

$800,000...

You wanna buy...

Buy my work?

Yes.

That's how this goes.

We are prepared to write

you a check today.

(SIGHS) Um...

No offense, Mr. Prescott...

I have no intentions

of selling my work.

I wanna own my copyrights and

license it to you for a term.

And when this thing hits the market,

it will bring billions to your firm.

I only think it's right for me

to participate in that upside.

Yes. But I would be taking all the risk

and spending all the money to perfect it.

$800,000 is my offer

to you, Mr. Gayle.

And it's not changing.

Take it or leave it.

Um...

I'm gonna have to say no.

I'm sorry to have

wasted your time.

Sure. Okay.

- Well, thank you.

- Sorry, Mr. Prescott.

Robert. Robert!

Wait, Robert!

There's no way

I can take that deal.

- It's a lot of money.

- Not for him.

This is my life.

What did I do?

I'm sorry.

Robert, I'm sorry,

especially about the wallet.

Robert. Robert.

Look, first let me

just say this.

I did not do

anything with Diana.

I found out that

she worked at Prescott,

and we went out for coffee

to talk business,

and that was it.

And she got into the truck

because her daddy

was some kind of driver

or something like that.

And her... Her wallet

fell out of her purse.

Look, listen, I know it makes

no damn sense,

but it's the truth.

And the reason why

I didn't make the deliveries

because Prescott

called me, baby,

to see the battery.

They offered me $800,000.

And he was ready

to write that check today.

And I'm sure if I had a prototype,

it would have been a lot more.

$800,000 today?

- Yeah.

- You need to take the money.

Look, I can't.

There is no damn

money. He lying.

Baby...

- Can we talk by ourselves?

- Sure.

Sure.

Just let me

understand this.

Some random b*tch that I

caught you with before

just happens to be

in your truck

and leaves her wallet?

This house is getting

foreclosed on.

And you turned down

an $800,000 check

that Mr. Prescott

was gonna write

you today?

Is this the bullshit

you selling me?

Baby, this is

not bullshit.

Then call him

and take the offer.

It's not a good offer.

- It's not a good offer, baby.

- It's not a good offer.

So I just lose

my mother's house?

Baby, I'll buy you

a bigger house.

As a matter of fact,

we're gonna live in a high-rise

building overlooking the city.

And that diamond...

I'mma get you.

And The Mrs. Gayle,

private jet.

We're gonna

make it, baby.

This is it.

No, we're not.

No, we're not

gonna make it.

You had a good woman.

I would do

anything for you.

And I did.

And you lie

and you cheat on me.

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