Diary of a Mad Black Woman Page #5
the next bus doesn't come
for at least an hour.
I'll be fine.
Why are you being
so mean, woman?
Why are you being
so nice, man?
You know, there are still
a few of us nice guys around.
All right. Suit yourself.
Come on, now.
This makes no sense.
You'll take me straight home?
I'll take you wherever
you want to go.
Just get in the truck.
Come on.
You all right?
Yeah.
This is some weather, huh?
Hey, you know what?
I'm kind of hungry.
You want to stop
and have some dinner?
I have food at home.
I was thinking you might like...
at one of my favorite spots.
Where is that? McDonald's?
Actually, it's a little
jazz bar called Chandra's.
I love that place.
There you go. All right. So?
Are we going?
-I can't afford Chandra's.
-No, no, no, no. I got it.
You got it?
Yeah, I got it.
And what do you do?
Because I don't hang
with drug dealers.
at McWorth steel, all right?
I got the bill.
Yeah. Well, this is not a date.
Yes, ma'am.
What are you looking at?
Is that all you see
when you look at me?
No. No, not at all.
I also see a woman
who's been hurt...
a lot...
and she's taught herself
how to be tough...
real tough.
But, you know, the key
is to be tough, not hard.
And how would you know
what the key is?
Let's just say
I had to learn it, too.
Is that what you tell
all your women?
I don't have women.
I had a bad breakup last year.
And I guess
you could say I've...
I've been happily single
ever since.
Well, I guess...
we've both had
bad breakups, then.
Hello. Welcome to Chandra's.
I'm Chandra Currelley.
This one is
for the new couples...
here for the very first time
tonight.
How do I start?
Where do I begin?
I've been hurt so much
I just need a friend
Could it be you?
Will you break
through these walls?
Are you willing
To help them fall?
I want to love again...
So, what did you do?
What?
Well, men always do something.
Did her looks change?
Did you grow tired of her?
No.
She decided she wanted
a pro ball player.
He had a lot more money
than I had.
I'm sorry.
It's not a big deal.
...with you
You don't know that
These...
Dance with me.
No. I'm in my uniform.
So what? Who cares?
Look at me. Come on.
No, no, no.
Is driving me crazy
Oh, my mind,
my mind says no
But my body says yes
You're...
Dear diary...
this man is fine.
How does he know
I like to be held like this?
Am I holding you too tight?
Lord knows, I wanted to say,
"Yes. Back the hell up."
But he felt so good.
It's OK.
Dear Jesus,
please let this man let me go...
before I lose my mind.
And he smells so good.
What's the catch?
Please let him
say something stupid...
like all men do at this time.
You know,
No, he didn't!
That was the right thing.
What do you mean?
Just me holding you like this.
I used to believe
in fairy tales, but...
I don't anymore.
And I'll, I'll do the rest
Your every smile,
your gentle touch
I've...
never been this close
to any man...
other than my husband--
my ex-husband.
Charles--that's his name.
He was supposed
to be my fairy tale.
He was my first...
and my only.
Here it is.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
You know,
I'd like to see you again...
if that's all right.
Orlando, I'm just getting
out of a relationship and--
You know, it's so easy to say no
sometimes out of fear.
So how about just taking
the hard road...
and saying yes?
Just this one time.
I mean, what's so wrong
about being friends?
Nothing, I guess.
Yeah. Nothing.
So, I'll see you tomorrow?
So, you're asking me out again?
This wasn't a date, remember?
-OK, I'll see you tomorrow.
-There you go.
I'll see you tomorrow.
-You got it?
-I'm trapped.
It's old-school. I got it.
-I'll see you tomorrow.
-OK.
-Good night.
-Good night.
When you're finished,
you need to leave.
Leave?
I don't have nowhere to go.
What do you want me to do?
Open the house up to you?
Give you the keys?
You put me and these
kids through enough.
You need to go.
You still have that picture.
What happened to us?
You.
I don't want to do this
anymore, Brian.
Help me, please.
No. Every time
I try to help you...
you disappoint me.
This time,
you got to help yourself.
But I can't.
God knows how many times
we've been through this.
You say that every time,
and I wake up...
the next morning,
my wallet is gone.
No, but I'm serious
this time, Brian.
Come on, please.
I can make you feel good.
Don't you want to feel good?
It's time to go.
I really am trying.
Damn thing working
on my nerves.
You know, I was watching
and they say that
when a coyote is trapped...
it will eat its own foots off
to get out of the trap.
You want some hot sauce?
In your case,
it wouldn't be a coyote.
It would be a elephant!
A big old giraffe!
A big old giraffe!
Say one more thing, Joe.
Say one more thing.
I don't hear you. You're quiet.
Can I buy a vowel?
It's open!
Come on, Tiffany.
Hey. Got to drop the kids off
because I got to go to court.
My cigarettes.
How you doing? You all right?
Hey there, little boy.
What's going on?
How you doing?
Good to see you, B.J.
What's wrong with you?
She wants to sing
in that church choir.
You can join in at twelve.
Let me talk to your daddy.
Madea, I don't want to hear it.
She's not singing in that choir.
Roll your eyes at me,
get slapped.
Brian, just because singing
led Debrah to drugs...
don't mean the same thing is
gonna happen to your daughter.
And why you put Debrah out of
You need to try to help her.
Hell, no! Don't do that.
That is stupid!
I've done all I can, Madea.
You right. You right.
Let me tell you something...
what I learned.
You can't turn no whore
into no housewife.
I'm telling him.
I tried it with your mama.
Whoo, that was terrible.
Come on. Let's go out there.
Madea, I can't keep putting
these kids through this, OK?
Brian, you is using them
children like a crutch.
You understand
what I'm telling you?
Any fool could see you love
that woman with all your might.
You need to help her.
And at the same time,
it might help you.
Don't do it! Don't do it!
Don't do it, I say!
Don't do it!
Listen, you take your daughter
on down there...
and let her sing
in that church choir.
That is constructive,
what she's doing.
She need to do
something constructive.
Love is stronger
than any addiction, baby.
Hell, it is one.
You got time to eat?
August 30.
Dear diary...
Orlando and I have been out
That was almost four months.
I keep waiting
for him to change...
to be this evil person...
but it hasn't happened.
I didn't know a man
could be so thoughtful.
It's like second nature.
What?
I'm just sitting here
trying to think of a way...
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