Acrimony Page #9

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for the Gayle Force Battery

from my client's income alone.

And the mortgage from the

family house, which she lost.

Counselor, I'm looking at all

the dates on these contracts

and the email chains.

And an affidavit from

Prescott and Howard Industries.

They attest that the deal

wasn't offered

until well after Mr. Gayle

and your client were divorced.

And seeing as he didn't ask

for the divorce, she did,

I'm confused.

- Well, Your Honor...

- I'm not done.

After the divorce, he gave your client

10 million dollars voluntarily.

- And then he rebought the family house and gave that to her.

- (INAUDIBLE)

Is that right?

Yes, Your Honor.

And how much are you claiming

for damages?

Well, she invested over

1.2 million dollars

over the course

of their marriage.

And we're asking for half the

value of the Gayle Force Battery,

which deems to exceed approximately

150 million dollars.

Okay, enough.

That's ridiculous.

It is apparent to the court that Mr.

Gayle has been more than fair.

I'm going to dismiss this case.

MELINDA:
This is not fair.

I should get half of what he got.

That is fair.

Listen.

This court has spoken.

Don't you understand that he

didn't have to give you anything?

This is one of the most generous

gestures this court has ever seen.

This case is dismissed.

Also, Your Honor, there's

another matter on the docket.

Mrs. Moore has been harassing

the future Mrs. Gayle.

You'll see all the evidence

presented there in front of you.

We're asking for a restraining

order for both Mr. and Mrs. Gayle.

I'm the one who should get

the damn restraining order.

- Counselor, control your client!

- Melinda.

I don't need to be controlled.

I'm not an animal.

Did you send these messages?

This is America.

I have freedom of speech.

These are threats.

You could spend time in jail,

Mrs. Moore.

Do it again, and you will.

Restraining order is granted.

Mrs. Moore,

you are to stay 300 yards away

from Mr. and Mrs. Gayle.

- Do you understand?

- They're not married.

Stay away from both of them.

Is that clear enough for you?

Yes.

Wait, go!

Melinda!

- Go!

- Mel, don't!

- I'm okay, I'm okay.

- Stop, stop, stop.

Let them go.

- Melinda, no.

- Melinda!

This is Melinda, and I

am live on the Internet.

I want you to see this

injustice.

This whore slept

with my husband.

And he left me with nothing...

- Stop it now. Please stop.

- Enough, enough!

Please stop!

Mel, it's not healthy.

I'm serious.

You have to stop the way

you're dealing with him.

I don't want to talk

about him.

Fine, we won't. We'll

talk about your sisters,

and how they love you, and

they're worried about you.

And so am I.

That stuff that

we found in your house.

- It was...

- Wait.

You went to my house?

Yeah.

Y'all motherfuckers

don't wanna help me.

Come back with me,

so we can talk about it.

- Melinda, just...

- No, I see what's going on.

- Melinda?

- F*** that!

I'm going to June's.

JUNE:
Thank you, guys,

for coming.

Look, we're worried

about Melinda.

She has really lost it

over you two.

Now we're gonna try to get a judge

to force her and get some help.

That might be

a good idea.

But in the meantime,

you need to be careful.

- BRENDA:
Yeah.

- Yeah.

Both of you do.

We have the

restraining order.

You guys might wanna have

security at the wedding.

- Yeah.

- Seriously.

Look, guys,

I know she's upset.

Like you said,

I know your sister.

She'll be fine once

she calms down.

If you think that,

you don't know her at all.

Oh, my God.

No, no, no.

You two, you cannot be

here right now.

- She's right behind me.

- Oh, sh*t.

Why the f*** are y'all

still coming in my house

- without my permission?

- Sweetie.

So what y'all

been doing?

- Talking about me behind my back?

- Melinda.

- Go!

- And that's why you brought her here?

No! No!

- Let me talk to her!

- No!

Y'all have to hold me

back! No!

I need that b*tch

to know that's my car!

Why would you

bring her here, Robert?

That's my car, b*tch!

It's not worth it, honey.

- MELINDA:
That's my car!

- BRENDA:
No! No!

- Go!

- Get off of me!

I'm okay. All right! Okay!

I'm okay.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

Stop treating me like this.

Why would you let him

bring her here?

So disrespectful! What kind

of family are you, huh?

What about me?

- God!

- Melinda!

Melinda!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

ATTENDANT:
Hi, may I help you?

No, I'm just looking.

Thank you.

WOMAN 1:
Here we go.

WOMAN 2:
It's really lovely.

Yeah, I love

the buttons.

(ACID SIZZLING)

(ALARM RINGING)

Hey, wait!

FRANKLIN:
And she ruined the future Mrs.

Gayle's wedding dress.

JUDGE:
This court

apologizes to you.

I shouldn't have

been so lenient.

It's okay, Your Honor.

I couldn't fit the dress

anymore anyway.

This little one's

growing pretty fast.

JUDGE:
What is it going to take to make

you heed the warnings of this court?

It's obvious to me that you're not

taking this matter seriously.

I will not allow you to continue

to harass these people.

Am I clear?

If you violate

this restraining order,

I assure you, you will spend

40 days in the county jail.

I mean it.

One more offense.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, Your Honor.

THERAPIST:
Melinda.

Have you ever considered that maybe

there's another way to look at this?

Maybe he did mean

what he said.

Maybe the deceit

isn't what you think.

Would you allow room

for that possibility?

Would you feel better

if he was really being honest

- and he really meant well?

- (SCOFFS)

I am not wrong.

You're just like

everybody else.

See... (CHUCKLES)

I get dogged,

and it's my fault.

That's not

what I'm saying.

That's what you're saying.

I just wanted to know

if you would consider it.

Let me ask you

another question.

Okay.

Have you ever

heard of something

called Borderline

Personality Disorder?

It's when a person has...

You know what?

I'm not doing this.

F*** you and this bullshit.

I'm not crazy.

What?

Get out of here

with this bullshit.

As a matter of fact, I'm out.

We are gathered here...

MELINDA:
That b*tch wasted

no time taking over my life.

I just can't believe

Robert married that whore

and gave her my boat. My boat!

The boat with my name on it.

She was living my life.

F*** her.

F*** him.

F*** them both.

Hey.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

JUNE:
Melinda?

Melinda?

(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

DIANA:
It's a beautiful night.

Mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmm.

I love you.

Look at those stars.

You're that one.

What are you doing?

I meant to start a bath.

Let the staff do it.

No, no. I need to get up.

I need to get sea legs.

You wanna join me

in a few?

You know it.

See you.

Where's my wedding dress?

It was hanging

in the closet, ma'am.

I didn't see it.

I'll check with

housekeeping.

Okay.

(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

The bath is ready already?

- No.

- (GUN C*CKS)

Sit down.

Mel.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing, Robert?

- Come on, Mel, you know this is not right.

- No.

What's not right is

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