For Colored Girls Page #5

while f***ing me around. B*tch!

-All right.

-Put your money down.

Hold on. l'm trying to read something here.

You don't move my cheese, man.

You looking for me?

Third floor.

l'm Nyla.

You don't have no name, girl.

Come on. Sit down now on the table.

Right here.

Come on.

You got my money?

Take your bottoms off and your shoes.

Come on, girl.

Come on, sit down. Come on.

l've done this a million times, girl. Relax.

"Young girls go out in the world

And they got to come see me

"That world is something

l used to live in that world

"Then l moved to Harlem

And my universe is now six blocks

"A tunnel with a train l can ride anywhere

"Remaining a stranger

"l could stay alone

"A woman in the world then

But l moved to Harlem

"l come in around dusk

Stay close to the curb

"'Round midnight praying

Won't no young man think l'm pretty

"ln a dark morning wouldn't be good

Not good at all

"To meet a tall, short, black-brown man

"Full of his power in the dark

ln my universe of six blocks

"Straight up brick walls

"Women hanging out of windows

Like old silk stockings

"Cats crying and children giggling

And a tavern with red curtains

"Bad smells and kissing ladies smiling

"And dirt sidewalks spitting

"And men cursing

"'Come here, b*tch

Can't you see there's $5?'

"l used to be in the world

"Like, really be in the world

Free and sweet-talking

"You know, 'Good morning'

"And 'thank you' and 'nice day'

"But not now

"l can't be nice no more

l can't be nice to nobody

"Nice is a rip-off

"But l was in the world

A woman in the world

"l had a right to the world

"Then l moved to Harlem

For six blocks of cruelty piled up on itself

"A tunnel closing

"Open your legs, girl"

Come on.

-Hey.

-Hey. Come on in.

-Wow, nice place.

-Thanks.

What smells so good?

-Me.

-Yeah, okay. Okay.

l am cooking a Cuban feast for you,

my friend.

We might have to just go on

and skip dinner and go right to the dessert.

-Stop it.

-How about l get a hug?

-You smell good, too.

-Thank you.

Let me check on the bread.

You want some wine?

l'll have some if you have some.

-ls red fine?

-Yeah, it's fine.

-l had a really nice time the other night.

-Me, too.

l haven't done anything like that

in a really long time.

Look at you.

You even chopped everything up all nice.

-You can really cook.

-A girl has to eat, right?

Guess so.

Here's to good times.

-Yeah, that's good.

-lt is.

Bill, come on,

we're supposed to be having dinner.

You know what was really nice

about the other night?

What's that?

l don't know it just seemed... Wasn't like...

Sometimes a date can be such a fake thing

when people put on this personality

and it was so easy...

-Bill.

-What?

-...to be there with you.

-Yeah, it was nice.

You know those times...

-Put your clothes on.

-Why?

Come on, we're both adults.

And l know why you asked me

to come over here tonight.

-No, you've got it wrong.

-No, l got nothing wrong.

Stop it.

-Where you going for lunch today?

-l'm not sure.

l was thinking maybe Thai.

Tea?

-Where's the list of advertisers?

-Page seven of the report.

Do you see it on page seven, Crystal?

l took it home to make sure it was right.

l must have left it there.

l have a very important meeting

in 45 minutes.

What do you propose l do?

l'll get on the train right now and go home...

No. lt's gonna make me late.

Come on, l'm gonna have

to take you home. Purse.

Hurry up, Katina.

-You're not coming up, are you?

-No.

l hate coming to neighborhoods like this.

-Qre the doors locked?

-Yes, ma'am.

Hi.

-l saw you pull up in that car.

-lt's my boss.

l thought your boss was a woman.

She is.

Then who's the dude in the front seat?

You think l'm crazy, don't you?

You think l'm crazy?

Where's your medication?

ls that my mama?

Did l ever tell you how l met my husband?

"His name was Toussaint

l was eight years old

"The library was right down

from the trolley tracks

"Right across from the Laundromat

"Through the big shining doors and

big pillars that old St. Louis was famous for

"l found Toussaint

l knew l wasn't supposed to

"But l ran into an adult reading room

"And came across Toussaint

My first black man"

One.

Too far.

You're gonna be a whore all your life?

Beau Willie Brown,

you want the kids to see you acting a fool?

Come on. Come on with Mama.

Sit by Mama. Right here.

Come on, baby.

"l just want to hold them

"Don't want to cause you any trouble

"l just want to marry you

And give you things"

Come here, Kenya.

l want to go to Daddy.

Daddy, be nice to Mommy,

'cause you have to be nice.

And Mommy loves you.

Mommy's sick, baby.

You see, Crystal? l can be a good father.

Now, let me see my son. Come here, kwame.

You're still fine, strong.

Didn't you get right back up,

that time we had that little fight?

-You went right back to work.

-You gotta get help, Beau.

You gonna marry me?

Damn it, Beau, no. l'm not gonna marry you.

My babies can't keep seeing

their mama like this.

Your... Your kids?

So, what you trying to say?

That they ain't mine?

You're just a damn whore.

ls that your man down there in that car?

Are these his kids?

-Give me my kids! Beau! No!

-Get off me!

Where the hell is she?

Get off!

-Beau Willie!

-No, no!

Beau Willie!

-Give me the babies!

-Get off! How're you gonna do this to me?

Help her.

Help her! Help her! Help! Help her!

Help! Help!

Here they come!

Help her! Help her!

Help her! Help her! Help her! Help her!

Help her! Help her! Help her!

Help her somebody!

Don't just stand there!

-Willie!

-Oh, my God.

You're gonna marry me, b*tch!

-Beau!

-Qnswer!

No, please don't do that.

No!

Where?

ln my apartment.

ln your apartment? A friend?

-Very difficult to press charges against.

-He's not a friend.

You'll hear things like,

"She knew him. She must have wanted it.

"A misunderstanding.

"These things happen.

"She invited him in.

What did she expect was gonna happen?"

Ma'am, are you sure you didn't suggest?

No.

l have to ask. Had you been drinking?

One sip of wine. l don't drink.

A rapist doesn't have to be a stranger

to be legitimate.

Someone you never saw.

But if you've been in public with him,

danced one dance,

kissed him goodbye lightly

with closed mouth,

pressing charges will be as hard

as trying to keep your legs closed

while five fools try to run a train on you.

"These men, friends of ours

"Who smile nice and stay employed

And take us out to dinner

"Lock the door behind you

And we are left with the scars

"Being betrayed by men who know us

"And expect like the stranger we always

Thought was coming that we will submit

"We must have known

"Women relinquish all personal rights

"ln the presence of a man who could

Apparently be considered a rapist

"Especially if he has been

Considered a friend

"And is no less worthy

"Of being beat

"Within an inch of his life

"Being publicly ridiculed

Having tzo fists shoved up his ass

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