Brown Sugar Page #9
You're probably right.
It's when you
talk like that,
that's what
makes me think
that you're jealous.
- What?!
- Yes.
Jealous!
No wonder you two
are married.
You're both crazy!
Look here,
contrary to what you
and your wife may think,
I don't spend my nights
thinkin' about you, ok?!
I got a man who's fine,
intelligent, successful,
and gives it to me
on a very,
very regular basis,
and the sh*t
is the bomb!
So? I don't
care what...
Dre, I need you
to be happy for me.
I need you to be
there for me,
just like
you asked of me.
So... So I can have tea
and eat cucumber sandwiches
with the crust cut off!
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Ahem.
You're upset.
I'm sorry.
I'm, uh...
For real...
I'm, uh...
I'm happy for you.
I'm happy for you.
I'm happy for you,
just like you was
happy for me.
All right?
Cool?
All right,
can I get a hug?
Good friends.
You tore up
those cookies.
# Oo-ooh #
# Ooh #
# Oo-ooh #
# Ooh #
# Ooh... ooh #
# Oo-ooh #
# Ooh #
Sidney:
Nice shot.Hey, beautiful.
Hey.
Mmm...
what you got there?
I, uh...
wanted us to make
the final decision
on these invites.
All right.
Well, whatever you want
is cool with me.
It's all you.
What's wrong?
I just needed
a writing break.
Oh.
I mean, writin'
these articles
here and there
is one thing, but...
this book is different.
I really want it
to be good, you know?
Yeah.
And, uh...
I don't know if I can
write at that level.
Of course you can!
Can I ask you
something?
Yeah.
What did you think of
the underground review
I wrote on Cassius
in last month's issue?
That was good.
That was really good.
- Really?
- Yeah.
What was good
about it?
You know, everything.
I mean, the...
Yeah, the whole...
the whole thing was great.
It was really good.
You didn't read it,
did you?
What?
Oh, yeah, no. Um...
what about the one
before that?
Uh...
well, the one you wrote
about me was great.
Hey, I'm sorry.
Look... Look...
I've been on the road.
You know how it goes.
Look, I promise I will
read every article
you've ever written
in your life.
Everything.
Like your essays,
your little love letters,
everything.
Ok? Every single thing.
For you.
All right, I gotta go,
Ms. Dawson.
Oh! Oh, my bad.
See you.
So, this is where
my money's going?
Ha ha. That's called
brain food right there.
Richard? Who's Richard?
Yo, Chris.
What's up?
You got your cab
with you?
Wait a minute.
Dre.
Dre.
Sidney:
Oh, no.That guy goes to our gym.
Dre, think about this, ok?
Let's just go.
Dre, you don't
want to do this.
Dre:
What's up?Surprise!
Reesey, what...
Huh... you...
How... are you doin'?
Hey...
- Hey...
- Hey...
guys, what's up?
How are you doin'?
Ha ha...
it's funny runnin'
into you here,
singing love songs
to each other.
Dre...
Sh*t, that was pretty.
Don't stop on my account.
Oh, Dre...
Yeah. Me and Sid,
we was just
in the neighborhood.
We thought... You mind
if we join you?
No, not at all.
Not at all.
Richard:
Have a seat, man.Right.
Sit down, girl.
Why you all stiff?
Reesey...
I see you got on my...
favorite dress
with this area
all, like, "hey. "
All out.
Greased up for my man.
I'm sorry. Dre Ellis.
You are?
Richard Lawson.
Richard Lawson.
All right.
You sound educated.
Good for you, girl.
I, um...
you guys, um,
friends of Reese's?
Yeah, well, actually,
the funny thing is,
she's my wife.
What?
Richard:
Oh...look, hey, I'm sorry.
I didn't...
That's cool.
That's cool.
How could you know?
She ain't wearing
the $15,000 ring
that I bought her ass.
I'm still paying it off,
but you understand.
Actually,
I'm paying for it.
Could you not put my
business out on the street?
Will you be joining us
for dinner?
Listen, my man...
You know what?
We were just about to leave.
I'm trying to order
the most expensive
bottle of champagne,
'cause we fixin' to celebrate.
Dre.
We gonna celebrate what?
# My divorce #
How about that?
And some pork chops.
Dre, come on.
'Cause I'm kind of hungry.
All right?
You're making a scene.
Good. I want to make a scene.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Bye-bye, Richard Lawson.
Sidney:
This is so embarrassing.
I can't believe
you got me to do that.
Hey, stop complaining.
You forget it was me
who helped you
let all the air out of
Shawn's tires
when he asked Angie
to the homecoming dance
instead of you.
Key word:
home... coming.High school. We're almost
30 years old, Dre.
Oh, time is a b*tch.
I swear, I still feel like
we're just those 2 kids
pop-locking
at the block parties.
You remember my first
little beat machine?
Boy, you thought
you were D-Nice.
The TR-808.
Bust this.
"Simplicity provides
"a fine line
between eloquence
and plainness. "
That's a dope line.
And I know LL didn't think
he was that deep.
That was my first
published article.
I can't wait
for your book to come out.
And when you left,
I went out,
got the L.A. Times,
every Wednesday,
for your column.
I'd go to the park
and read it.
I don't know, it just...
made me feel closer to you.
Uh...
you want anything?
Coffee?
- Vodka?
- Uh, no.
I wanted them pork chops.
I told you we should have
stayed for dinner.
How can you...
joke about this?
'Cause I would be
flipping out.
Ha ha!
Sid, I do not know.
later.
You know what, though?
I... I...
I'm glad I know now.
deep down inside
that we weren't
meant to be together.
Yeah?
Mm.
And when did you
figure that out?
The night before the wedding.
Something happened
between me leaving the house...
and, uh...
getting to the wedding.
But, you know,
I shook it off,
'cause, damn,
I had a beautiful woman
that loved me to death.
So, you know,
I took all those feelings
and... locked them away,
'cause not everybody
can marry their one true love.
It was a pretty difficult
situation.
Do you, uh...
you know anybody
like that?
No, I don't.
No?
But...
I do know somebody
that was friends
with this guy
a long time, and...
she thought maybe
it was more than just...
friends, but...
something happened
to her, coincidentally,
before your wedding.
Oh, yeah?
And... she realized
it was nothing more
than just friends.
Nothing?
Nothing.
Just friends?
Just friends.
Sidney:
I can't believewhat just happened.
Dre:
I know.I don't know
what to say.
I mean, usually I'm like
the Energizer Bunny.
You know.
I keep goin' and goin'...
I was talking
about us...
doing it.
This was bad.
We made a huge mistake.
Honey, I said I was sorry.
I mean, next time I won't
be so caught off-guard.
I'll use a little ginseng.
There isn't gonna be
a next time. Don't you get it?
This was bad.
Real, real bad.
It couldn't have been
that bad.
Dre, I'm not talking
about that.
I'm getting married.
You're still married.
And we... we just got busy.
Where are my shoes?
They're downstairs.
Wait. Where you goin'?
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