She's Gotta Have It

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I want you to know the only

reason I'm consenting to this

is because I wish

to clear my name.

Not that I care what people

think, but enough is enough.

And if in the end, it helps some other

people out, well, then, that's fine, too.

I consider myself normal,

whatever that means.

Some people call me a freak.

I hate that word.

I don't believe in it. Better

yet, I don't believe in labels.

But what are you gonna do?

This was the deal.

I believe that there is only one

person, one person in this world,

who is meant to be your soul

mate, your lifelong companion.

The irony is rarely do

these two people hook up.

They just wander

about aimlessly.

But if you're lucky, and you do

find that person, you can't blow it.

Nola was that person.

Deep. Do you really

mean what you say?

I swear to God on my

grandmother's bible.

Where are you going?

To get the candles.

Are you sure

you have enough?

Do you smell them?

What?

The candles,

they're scented.

Yeah, it smells good.

Now, why don't

you undress?

I love you.

Me?

Uh-huh.

I'm running on E.

You're always running on E.

What can I

do for you?

A massage?

You want a massage? You got it. Uh-huh.

How does that feel?

You have

the serious touch.

A lot of men I've dealt with don't

know a thing about a woman's body.

Is that right?

Uh-huh.

But not you.

Sweetness.

Uh-huh?

Why can't we be like this in my place?

I can only do it

in my own bed.

It has magical powers?

Uh-huh.

Must be the mattress.

Night-night.

Nola and I used to be roommates,

until we had this slight falling out.

No, actually, it was

a big falling out.

But we're okay now, we're still

friends, but not roommates.

I had a boyfriend, and sometimes

he would spend the night,

usually on a weekend.

But Nola! Jesus,

I couldn't keep track.

I'd get up in the morning and I'd run

into all these strange men in my bathroom.

When we talked

about it, she said,

"Look, I found the place, so

if you can't hang, leave. Bye. "

So, I said bye

and I got this studio.

Now, I haven't

spoken to her in a while

and I kind of miss her.

In my experiences, I've found two types

of men, the decent ones and the dogs.

It seems that men are taught not

to be in touch with themselves,

with their true feelings, but

the things that they do say? Weak!

You so fine, baby, I'd drink

a tub of your bath water.

Congress has just approved me

to give you my heat

and moisture seeking

MX missile.

I just wanna rock your world.

Baby, it's got to be

you and me.

You may not

realize it tonight,

but you are sending out

some very strong vibes.

May I continue?

Well, you're lonely, you're alone,

you're sad, you're confused, you're horny.

You see, you need a man

like me to understand you,

to hold you, to caress you, to love you.

You need me.

What's your number?

I know I only saw you for the first time

in my life a minute ago, but I love you.

I know I only saw you for the first time

in my life one minute ago, but I love you.

I love you.

Look, baby, let's go to my house

right now. Let's do the wild thing.

I mean, let's get loose.

I got my B.A. from Morehouse,

my M.B.A. from Harvard.

I own a new BMW 318i.

I make 53 thou a year after

taxes, and I want you to want me.

Girl, I got plenty

of what you need.

Ten throbbing inches of USDA,

government inspected,

prime cut grade A tube steak!

One guy was different.

Nola, I don't want to chance

not seeing you again.

Whatever you wanna do,

I'll do,

wherever you wanna go,

I'll take you.

Will you see me?

And that's how we met.

Are you

following me?

You were

following me.

Oh, I was, but I was minding my

own business waiting for the 41 bus

when you walked by.

I know it sounds corny,

but, if I didn't follow you,

I might not ever

see you again.

You're right.

That does sound corny.

Was it worth it?

I don't know.

Following me and me following

you and you don't know?

It's too early to tell.

What's your name?

Nola.

Jamie.

You know, following me

around could be dangerous.

You look pretty safe.

Nola, I don't want to chance

not seeing you again.

Whatever you wanna do,

I'll do,

wherever you wanna go,

I'll take you.

Will you see me?

You will?

What about Nola Darling?

What do you want to know?

I thought she was a freak.

You know, freaky-deaky? You

ask why'd I continue to see her?

Do I look like a retard? I'm

not crazy. The sex was def.

Nola had the goods

and she knew what to do.

Look, all men want freaks. We

just don't want them for a wife.

You got it?

Yeah, I got it.

Dag!

You know, Nola, it took you

long enough to invite me up here.

I don't let just

anybody up here.

Am I supposed to be anybody?

You're not anyone,

that's why you're here.

Yeah, it took

long enough.

That's nice.

Thank you.

My birthday's May 19.

Do you know what that is?

The 19th of May?

Am I supposed to know?

You're supposed to know.

I'm supposed to know.

Yes.

Why?

It was Malcolm's birthday.

The 19th? Of May? Yeah.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

That's cool.

He was down by law.

This whole place

is yours, huh?

Whole place.

I likes, I likes.

What's the rent?

It's cheap.

Yeah?

Yeah.

You know, we could put a divider right

here, and you'll have a roommate, me.

You'll never know

I'm here.

You're right,

I'll never know.

How come every time

I let a guy up here,

the first thing they

want to do is move in?

Well, you work, you got a

nice crib and you're fine.

What makes you think I want

somebody to take care of?

I didn't say that. You know, I

didn't say that. I pay my own way.

I'm not looking

for no meal ticket.

So, what do you do?

What's your job?

I'm a layout/paste-up artist.

I do mechanics for magazines, you know.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

I know what that sh*t is.

There's something

about you.

About me?

Uh-huh.

Good or bad?

I haven't

figured it out yet.

You'll let me know

though, right?

You'll be the first to

know. You'll let me know?

You'll let me know?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

You'll let me know?

Sure.

You'll let me know?

Yeah.

Good.

It was bad enough, Nola

and all her male friends,

but there was also this one

particular female who was after her,

and that was a bit much.

I had my suspicions

about their relationship,

so I asked her point-blank

if anything was happening.

She said no.

I know you're thinking how do I

know she was telling the truth.

Well, Nola couldn't lie,

even if she wanted to.

It wasn't her nature.

She could be brutally honest.

You're not born lesbian

or heterosexual.

Both traits are within us. We all

have the potential to go either way.

At a young age, I knew where my

preference was and I pursued it.

Nola may have been

straight as an arrow.

I just want her

to be open-minded.

Check it out. Then decide. That's all.

You didn't

have to come.

Hey, when you said

you were ill, I flew over.

Summer colds

are the worst.

You're a sweetheart.

Hmm.

This has lots of

lemon and honey in it.

Mmm.

This is good.

Thanks, doll.

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