How Stella Got Her Groove Back Page #4

before you leave, l know it.

Please.

-Yeah, okay.

-l'm serious.

Okay.

DELILAH :

You think you got played, huh?

STELLA:

Let's not go there.

lsn't this beautiful?

DELILAH:
What you mean,

Iet's not go there? You're already there.

Look at you. Lip hanging down. You're

pouting, which l ain't seen in 20 years.

l am not pouting. l'm pissed.

-Outraged is more like it.

-Yeah, by a 20-year-old kid.

-Would you feel better if he was 40?

-At least l'd have some dignity.

l wouldn't feel like

some desperate old broad.

l gotta ask you one question.

Was it good?

Better than that.

-Return the man's phone calls.

-Mm-mm.

No. No, it's over.

It was just one night.

Return the man's phone calls.

Listen, you are not fooling anybody,

especially not me.

God's here.

WOMAN:
Good morning, Castle Beach

Hotel and Resort. May l help you?

MAN:
Hello?

-Yes, Winston Shakespeare, please.

Winston!

l'm sorry, he's not here.

Do you expect him soon?

l can't say.

l can take a message f you lke.

No, that's okay. Thanks.

STELLA:

Lord.

Ooh, finally.

Well, first of all, welcome back, slut.

l'd say that was

a pretty accurate description.

Can l at least get into the house

without the instant bullshit?

Next trip. l'm sorry, but Miss FBl Agent

grilled me so long and hard...

...l had to tell her.

Whatever. Can you at least

help me with the bag?

l got some good news

and a little bad news.

-lt's not Quincy, is it?

-No.

lf it was Quincy, you were

halfway across the world partying...

...so, what would you have done?

Hello, Angela.

Plus, l hear you're a cradle robber.

So you probably have a hard time

keeping the children straight.

You didn't have to go there, Angela,

not at all.

Whatever. No, then again--

l love these braids!

You look like a real hootchie mama.

Don't say another word.

Yeah, you'll be delivering in this driveway.

Don't start with me.

Before you get too pissed,

they're about to cut off my cable...

...and take back my Nordstrom's card.

Because you know Chantel's daddy

is late again with the check.

So can l borrow about 300

until whenever?

So, what's the good news?

-Did l say there was good news?

-Yes.

l'm still beautiful.

Beautiful one, did you feed

Phoenix and Chester, or are they dead?

Don't worry.

It's still Wild Kingdom in there.

But the bad news is,

l had a baby accident in your car.

Wait. No, It wasn't my fault, Stella!

This woman came out of nowhere

making a left out of the right lane.

-Did anyone get hurt?

-No.

Thank goodness.

How come you're not acting pissed?

Vanessa, it's just a thing, a stupid car.

It can be fixed.

Oh, uh-uh. Wait a minute, Stella.

That young boy

must have put something on your ass.

-What happened to you?

-Nothing.

Did you fall in love

with a 20-year-old boy?

Are you crazy?

How could you stoop so low?

And l want to know, how low did you go?

Look at you. You're glowing!

You ain't got the sense God gave you.

ANGELA:

All l've got to say is.. .

...thank God it was just a little fling...

...and you're not seeing him again.

You should be ashamed

for being so desperate.

Angela, you need to take

your pregnant behind home right now.

You could spoil a wet dream.

For your information, l'm not completely

stupid, nor have l committed any crime.

All l did was sleep with him.

Damn!

Yeah. And l want to hear

all the juicy details blow by blow.

But l gots to go, so call me in the car.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[SIREN WAILS]

Hi.

lsaac, what's going on around here?

l mean, are we moving

and no one told me? l'm at a loss.

Active files are missing from my desk,

and l didn't authorize access.

l can't log on to my computer.

Has the system crashed? Talk to me.

Sit down, Stella.

l don't feel like sitting.

Just tell me what's going on.

Our numbers are down.

We've had three rough quarters.

The merger with Thorsen-Bendett,

Jerry went for it.

So to avoid a redundancy

at the upper levels...

...one of ours, one of theirs.

Carl Amundsun has your spot, Stell.

l know they plan to offer you

an excellent package.

You think l'd fall for that? l built this

division. l made millions for this company!

You think l'd take some golden parachute

and drop back into my hole?

You've known me longer than that.

Tell them they'd better make it platinum!

Even then, l may sue their sorry asses.

l understand. l didn't want

this to happen, but what could l do?

Nothing, l expect.

Too busy making sure your spot

didn't become one of theirs.

QUINCY:
Don't forget, l got over 3000

in my bank savings if you need it.

Thank you, baby, but your mom put away

something for a rainy day.

So don't worry.

Don't you feel bad about getting fired?

l'd be pissed.

You'd be what?

-l'd be mad as hell.

STELLA:
Quincy.

Sorry, Mom.

Remember how you felt

when you didn't make the all-star team?

Mom, don't go there.

That's what losing my job feels like.

But things happen for a reason.

We'll see.

QUINCY :

l understand.

l hope this makes you feel better.

You always make me feel better.

Grace.

God is great. God is good.

Lord, thank you for our food. Amen.

So did you have fun in Jamaica?

l did indeed.

Here, check these out.

All the places l went to when l was there.

QUINCY :

Wow!

Mom, since you don't have a job now...

...could we take a family bonding vacation

in Jamaica this summer...

.. .instead of Africa?

Quincy, now we have to be sensible.

We may not be broke...

...but l gotta find a new job,

deal with these lawyers.

l have a lot on my plate right now.

-You understand?

-Yeah.

[BEEPS]

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Who's this?

-One moment, please. Mom.

-What?

Some guy named Winston.

He has an accent.

Winston?

-Hello?

WINSTON:
Hello, Stella.

Wow! What a nice surprise.

How did you get my number?

Your friend Delilah gave it to me

when l came to look for you.

l wanted to say goodbye.

-She gave you my number?

-Yeah.

She doesn't know you.

How much did you pay her?

Everything l had, plus an lOU.

You know, l tried to call you,

but you weren't there.

-l've been thinking about you.

-Really?

-Mm-hmm.

-No, you haven' t. l miss you, Stella.

No, you don't.

-Could you hold for a minute?

-Yeah.

Hi. l'm back.

So, where we just left off, you were just

getting into how much you miss me.

l, uh....

l wrote you a letter,

but l was a little afraid to send it.

Fax it to me.

l want to see you, Stella.

Why don't you come to the pont?

Look, Winston, l really don't see

how that's possible.

Well, in three months,

l can take a sick leave.

Well.... Maybe l could arrange something.

l did promise Quincy

l'd bring him to Jamaica.

Yes, Mom! How soon? How soon?

-How soon?

QUINCY:
Can Chantel come too?

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Let me think about it

and l'll call you back with the details.

Oh, Stella, when you come,

could you bring me some junk food?

-Junk food?

-Yeah.

l need Snickers, uh, HoHos...

...Oreos and Cocoa Puffs.

What will you do for me?

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