When a Woman's Fed Up Page #5
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- 2013
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messing around
with a married man,
let alone my friend's husband
messing around with someone
who she think is her friend.
I'm not trying to hurt Tarlyn.
"I'm not trying to hurt..."
Don't you think it's a little
too late for that?
And you, Ray, no.
It's your anniversary
and you're out her
with another woman.
How the heck do you think
She has to be upset and worried
out of her mind right now.
I think we got to go.
I want to go. I want to
go. Please can we go.
You know what? Tarlyn is going
to be a whole lot worse
when she finds out
what you two...
oh, you just do that.
- You really picked up the knife?
- Save me a plate.
What? Save you a plate?
Are you for real?
You know what? If you want to
support this act of adultery,
then you may as well
leave with them.
What are you talking about?
I didn't...
what? What do I have to do
with that?
I don't know.
You tell me.
You know what?
As long as Ray is messing around
with another woman,
he's not allowed in my house,
Troy.
But...
He can't play Madden?
Nothing?
Baby, you just made dinner.
I'm hungry. Ugh.
Ray, damn it.
Mm-hmm. Yeah, girl.
Wait a minute.
Hold on a minute.
Whew.
Ah, now, okay, I'm back.
Uh-huh. You know, girl,
I paid my tithe,
so I'll be preaching
next Sunday.
Girl, you know how I do.
I got to pay to get behind
that pulpit.
Mm-hmm.
Well, you know,
you pay your tithe
and get a pass to a little
something on the side,
and he'll ordain you
with no questions asked.
You know what?
I got to call you back.
Ray is just now
coming into the room,
and you know how nosy he is.
All right, girl. Bye.
Now I understand.
You paid the pastor to preach.
That's why there's
so much riffraff.
You paying the preacher
on Sundays.
Yeah. You got a problem
with that?
I won't be going to church
on Sunday.
- I won't be.
- Well, you know what, Ray?
That's just fine with me,
because I'm getting
to preach on Sundays
because I'm a woman of God.
Hey, you know what?
- A woman of God?
- Mm-hmm.
Yes, I am a woman of God.
Hey, sweetheart.
How you doing, baby?
Hi, baby. Mwah.
I stopped off and got you
something to eat, baby doll.
Oh, thank you, honey.
Ray!
You home.
You made your way home, man.
I would have got you
something to eat too,
but I didn't think
you was going to be home.
Why wouldn't I be
in my own home?
Why are you two here?
Because we got a key.
And with that key,
we unlocked that door.
Well, I got money.
Maybe I should just
change my locks.
Hey, I can do that for you.
Want me to change it for you?
Why would I let you
change my locks?
Listen, that's enough talk
about keys up in here.
My daughter said that you stayed
out all night long.
Now, where were you?
Number one,
that's none of your business.
Mm-hmm. You ain't got
no business.
And what's number two, you ask?
It's something you full of.
Ooh!
Baby, that's a good one there.
I got to give it to my baby.
That was a good one there.
Now.
Why are you two clowns
even here?
Clowns?!
Who you calling clown?
You know what?
Don't make me have to go
upside your head,
calling somebody some clown.
Wait a minute, man.
Where you get off
calling us clowns?
Thank you.
Man, look at you.
Ray.
Dum-Dee-dum-dum.
Where was you last night?
hanging on our anniversary?
I got caught up. Some things
happened last minute.
You know what? Back in the day,
I was known as the human
lie detector.
So now let's just see
how truthful you are.
- Beep, beep, beep!
- Okay, mama, mama.
- Put the Bible down.
- You heard my baby.
Shut up.
I am so pissed with you
right now.
First, you don't come home
last night,
and now you's running
around here,
sneaking around like you got
some kind of secret from me.
Let me tell you something, Ray.
If you are cheating on me,
you are going to live
to regret it.
Look at all this. What...
shut up.
You better not ever.
There's nothing worse
than a scorned woman.
And you don't want to have made
my baby mad.
- Oh, I'm beyond mad.
- Oh, man.
Jean, I think we should leave.
talk this over.
I ain't going nowhere.
This here's getting good.
All I need is some popcorn
and my purse.
Come on, Jean!
We should leave.
Fine. I'm going.
Ray, you one lucky man.
I got to give you props,
though, boy.
You can go out, stay out
all night, come back in.
All you get
is a tongue-lashing.
Me? She'd have beat me upside
the head with the good book.
And I'm going to beat you upside
the head with it right now
if you don't come on.
All right, I'm coming.
I just got to give you props.
- You the man.
- Lee, come on!
- All right, I'm coming!
- Hey, Roy.
Don't forget the broom.
That was a good one.
Ain't nothing good about that.
No, that was a good one.
I will see you later,
my love. Mwah. Bye.
You take care of that one
and I'll take care of this one.
- Come on.
- That was a good one.
I got your broom and a whip.
Uh-huh, you just wait
till I get you home.
I don't care what she say.
She knows that was funny,
the broom.
- She knows that was funny.
- Really?
Ray, I had something really
important I wanted to tell you,
and you blew it.
I'm sorry. I'll make it up
to you. I promise.
What is it you want to say?
I don't feel like
talking about it.
I promise I'll make it up
to you.
Are you okay?
I don't want to talk
about it anymore.
But...
I love you.
Did you hear me?
Yeah, I heard you, Ray.
Damn.
- Yo, yo.
- Hey, what up?
Yo, what's up, man?
Yo, I need to talk to you, Ray.
What's up?
It's about Laticious.
I don't know if she feels
the same way.
Hey, man, like I say, man,
go with the "pertinence"
of the same way you do.
You know how we do.
True, but I'm saying, man,
we have so much fun together.
She's easy to talk to.
Not to mention she fine as wine.
She easy on the eyes, yo.
Hey, I mean,
I guess we should be straight.
Yeah, but I think she's seeing
somebody else.
Hey, man,
you already know, man.
They always got something
on the side.
Just in case.
You know what?
Maybe I should just talk to her
and tell her how I feel.
Hmm?
I mean, me?
I don't think...
but hey, if that's what
you feel, hey, man, go do that.
Hey, it wasn't easy
getting with a girl like
Lati-ti, you know what I mean?
Y'all got nicknames
for each other?
Yeah, that's my baby.
I can see myself
marrying her one day.
Marriage?
Mm-hmm. Yeah.
T, look at me.
What's up?
She's not wife material.
Dude, love can be
overrated, man.
You know that.
You need to find somebody
that you really know
for sure loves you.
You got to...
you got to be careful, man.
Take your time.
Yeah, you might be right, man.
But that chick got me
wide open.
Whoo! A chick like that
would have my nose
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