Daddy's Little Girls Page #7

Nothing.

What could you two

possibly have to talk about?

They ain't gonna be talking.

- Cynthia.

- What?

Your client's last settlement,

his baby-mama drama.

- How do you know he has kids?

- Because.

Are you kidding me?

It is not if he has kids, it's how many.

- Does he have kids?

- How many?

- Three.

- He has three children?

I'm so disappointed.

- Are they all by the same mother?

- Probably not.

Yes, they all have the same mother,

I think, but it doesn't matter.

Just be careful, don't fall for this guy.

I'm telling you, he will run up your credit,

have you in the SWATs wearing

knock-off Gucci before...

Brenda, relax, all right. She's not married.

She's just having fun.

Right? You're having fun,

you're not falling in love.

And she needs to have some fun.

Girl, you need to take the edge off.

You do.

- Hi.

- Whoa.

- Hey, hey.

- You all right?

- Feeling good?

- Yeah, yeah.

You had fun last night except for the...

Yeah, I'm fine.

What are you doing here?

Well, you know, I just thought

I'd come check up on you.

And I realized, you know, you're doing

all this work but you haven't met the girls.

I have them tonight so maybe

you want to come by and meet them?

- Great. Sounds good.

- My place ain't as fly as yours, but...

- How's 7:
00?

- That sounds great.

That's great.

What's wrong with you? You still feel sick?

No. Maya, do you knock?

Well, I thought I did.

- I have the files you asked for.

- Great. Okay, thank you.

- I'll get those later. Thank you, Maya.

- Well, you just...

Thank you.

What is wrong with you?

I thought we agreed

that we would work after-hours.

Oh. Oh, I'm sorry.

You know,

you can't just come up to my office.

You know, it's a lot of nosey people and...

My bad. You know, I just

thought last night me and you...

- No, no, I hope you're not offended.

- No, I should have called you.

- You understand, right?

- Yeah.

- Great. Okay.

- All right, cool.

- Great.

- All right, so, yeah.

- Okay.

- You look good.

Thank you for that.

Damn it.

- So, your dad went to go get dinner?

- Yes.

Is it... Is it far?

Maybe.

- So, you have to be...

- Don't come up in here like you know us.

Oh, goodness.

I'm Lauryn and these are my sisters,

Sierra and China.

- Where did you meet my daddy at?

- We met at work.

I think you guys saw me in court

the other day. Remember?

- Oh, court? That was you?

- Yeah.

You look so much older.

- What did you say your name was again?

- Julia.

- Ain't that a white-girl name?

- Okay, now, we're supposed to be nice...

China.

...and say thank you for helping my daddy

try to get custody of us.

Oh, it's no problem, really.

Well, you could try a little harder.

I've been having migraines

since I've been living there.

- Migraines?

- Bad migraines.

- I'm sorry. I'm trying.

- Really bad migraines.

- Hey.

- Hey, you made it.

- Yeah.

- Hey, Daddy.

Yeah, your kids

are certainly gonna be lawyers

'cause they sure as heck

grilled the hell out of me.

I bet they did.

- Hi, girls. What you doing?

- Nothing.

And she's at school,

but she is not a nice girl at all.

- No?

- No.

- Are you a nice lady?

- I try to be.

I like your hair. Don't you, Sisi?

It's all right.

Looks like a weave to me.

- No, it's not.

- Sierra.

- What?

- So rude.

She's so rude. Are you okay, Daddy?

- I think it's time for y'all to go to bed.

- No, please.

- Not yet.

- Just five more minutes, not yet.

- Good night.

- No.

- Please, I want to talk to Ms. Julia.

- Say good night.

- Good night, Ms. Julia.

- Thank you.

Good night.

- Good night.

- Sierra.

Bye.

Bye.

Tell me what you know.

You know what?

I'll tell you what I do know.

I know that you, you're feeling me,

but you won't let yourself go there

because you care more about what

people think than your own happiness.

Am I right?

We could both act like, you know,

the other night never happened.

- But we both know it did.

- I was drunk.

- No, no.

- No, I was drunk.

You was being yourself and like my

mama used to say, God rest her soul,

"A drunk man never tells no tales."

What?

- Touch.

- Yeah.

- So your mom passed?

- Yeah.

- My mom passed.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- What about your dad?

- Who?

- Your dad?

- My dad, I don't know my dad.

I got a whole bunch of brothers and

sisters that I don't know, but that's cool.

It's funny how life works out.

You never knew your dad,

but my dad would have killed for a boy.

- For a boy?

- For a boy.

- Didn't get one.

- I know the feeling.

That man pushed me so hard, God.

I made partner in the firm before I was 28.

My parents have retired to South Beach.

I don't know, Ms. Julia. You know what?

You and I,

we come from two different worlds but...

Well, there is something

going on here, right?

- You want me to stop?

- No.

- No?

- No.

- Oh, you're on time today.

- Well, he's on time all right.

Oh, my God!

- What happened to you?

- Some thugs tried to break in here.

I fought them out.

Before that happened one of them cut me.

- Are you all right?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm all right.

Did you catch them?

No, it was just some crackhead

trying to get some stuff.

Yeah, I'm getting too old for this, man.

I'm tired of it.

They win!

You know, I was thinking.

I gotta get rid of this place.

I gotta leave this neighborhood.

So if you can get together what you can

for a down payment,

and then you hit me up once a month

until we reach 10, plus interest

you can have this place.

Would you do that?

I mean, sure. What are you saying?

Are you serious, man?

Yeah, this place is officially yours.

- I mean, I didn't want it like this.

- Me, neither.

But you gotta let me come back

and help you from time to time.

Any time you're ready, man.

All right.

Oh, man.

Congratulations.

- Is he gonna be all right?

- He'll be fine.

You see that?

I see it. Oh, look at that.

- Can you see it, Ms. Julia?

- I do. Wow.

So, you know, I'm mad excited.

I'm gonna get my sign for my new garage.

- I know.

- I know.

- Sounds great.

- I know. I'm really excited about that.

Congratulations.

- Julia?

- Hey.

Hey. What are you doing here?

- Nothing, we were just...

- I'm Monty.

- I remember you.

- Okay.

- Can I talk to you for a sec?

- Yeah.

- What are you doing with this man?

- What? We're just hanging out.

Are you serious? You like him?

- He's a nice guy.

- Snap out of it, Julia.

You are a partner at your firm,

the only black woman at that level.

What do you think your partners

would think if they knew

you were sleeping around with the help?

Are you trying to ruin your life?

- Hey, Julia, how you doing?

- Good, how you doing?

- Hey, baby, you ready?

- Yeah.

Come on, guys.

I think there'll be some people

who are disappointed in me behind this.

I mean, you know who I am.

I'm from the streets.

- I can't change that.

- I'm not trying to change you.

- Do I embarrass you?

- No!

I mean, it's obvious that I do.

And that's okay. That's okay.

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