When a Woman's Fed Up Page #7
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- 2013
- 80 min
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Well, I mean, what is it?
- Are you sick or something?
- No.
- Are you okay?
- No, I'm not sick.
Okay.
No.
Am I going to be a grandfather?
Yes.
Oh, give me a hug.
Oh.
Now you know I look a little bit
too young to be a grandfather.
I know, daddy.
It's okay.
Sit down, mama.
Woman, where you been?
Where are the eggs
and where are my
high blood pressure medication
pills that I loathe?
I left them in the car.
- Good.
- What happened?
Baby, I hate to tell you this,
but it's about Ray.
What happened to Ray?
Is he okay?
I just saw Ray
coming out
of Laticious's apartment.
- Oh, no.
- So he's with TT.
Those two are glued at the hip.
I'm wondering why I can't
find this man all day...
no, no.
No, baby.
He was with Laticious.
I'm talking about he was hugging
up all over her
like she was really delicious.
Oh, no! Are you sure?
You must really want
to get hurt right now.
I retract that statement.
I'm good.
No, no, no.
This has got to be some...
some kind of mistake.
Ray would never
do nothing like that.
I'm sorry, but I'm telling you
you never know
what some people might do.
You sure it was him, mama?
I'm sure it was him, baby.
- My Ray?
- Your Ray.
And that gal.
I'm telling you, you can't put
nothing past a girl like that.
Got you some flowers.
Yeah. Where were you?
I... earlier...
I told you, I went jogging.
You were sleeping.
I didn't want to wake you.
What's up?
Ray, what have you done?
A man who commits adultery
with his neighbour's wife,
the adulterer
and the adulteress
must be put to death.
I think I'll put these
in some water.
How could you?
You told my daughter
you wasn't messing around.
You told her
because she had all this...
- Leroy! Leroy!
- You didn't tell me
you were hanging out
with some Jezebel every night.
After all I did for her and
all I did for you, really, Ray?
Huh? After all I did
for you and her?
- Don't let her kill me.
- Yeah, well...
Ray, how could you
do this to me?
Answer my question.
How could you do this to me?
- Ow!
- Somebody get her!
Oh, oh, oh.
Baby, baby, you okay?
Tarlyn, you all right, baby?
- She's pregnant.
- What?!
She's pregnant.
What?
She's pregnant.
Sorry, mama.
I was going to tell you.
Come on, I need to get
to the hospital.
- Okay.
- Let me take...
Get off of me.
Don't touch me.
- Daddy, can you help me, please?
- I got you, I got you.
Move out the way, man.
Mama, can you get my shoes?
- I got your shoes, baby.
- She's my wife.
Move out of my way, man.
Telling you the truth.
I cannot believe this.
You know what, Ray?
I'll pray for you.
I told you you couldn't
hide that lie.
Hey, look, man,
I feel bad for you.
But your infidelity has affected
my marriage as well,
and I'm not cool with that.
Look, man, you shouldn't have
been cheating on your wife,
and on top of that
with TT's girl.
Say what?
You were with my girl?
How could you do this
to me, man?
How could you do this
to your wife?
What about our friendship?
I thought we were boys.
We are boys.
I admit, man,
that night was stupid.
I just...
I wasn't thinking.
Wasn't thinking.
And Troy, you knew about this?
You knew about Ray and Laticious
- and didn't say nothing?
- No, no, no, man.
Look...
- Really?
- Look,
I was trying to tell you...
- What do you want me to say?
- What?
You see?
Tarlyn, I can explain.
Explain what?
That you two knew
and didn't say anything?
Keep it a secret?
Whatever happened
to never condoning
your friend's infidelity?
I didn't like any of this.
- I even...
- Listen,
my daughter has been through
enough stress today, okay?
You must be real proud
of yourself, Ray.
You best believe
we ain't friends no more.
And you two are just as guilty.
What?
I'm out of here, man.
Forget this.
T...
I want you out of my life.
And out of my house.
Where am I going?
I don't have nothing.
I don't have nowhere to go.
I don't care where you go.
Why don't you go
with Laticious?
Or maybe you can go
with these two,
- 'cause y'all got to go too.
- Our marriage is over
because of this.
Wait, wait, hold on.
Wait a minute. Wait, look.
Let me explain, and let me try
to just work it out with y'all.
I didn't agree
about any of this.
That's why I sent you
the text letting you know
what was going on.
I didn't get a text, Shae.
Troy, Shae,
y'all got to leave.
No, wait. Look...
Ray, get out.
All y'all.
- You heard what...
- Get out!
- All right.
- All right?
All y'all get out.
You get out too.
- Out my own house?
- Out your own house.
Find another bed.
What do you want?
I'm ready to come home, baby.
I miss you.
You should have thought
about that
before you was doing what
you was doing with Laticious.
Baby, I'm out on the street.
I don't have nowhere to go.
And?
And, I mean, I can't...
Shae and Troy, they don't have
nothing to do with me.
Good for them.
Hello?
Okay, yeah...
all right, I'll call you later.
Okay, I'll check it out.
Okay.
Did you... did you do...
did you do this?
Don't you know hell hath no fury
than a woman scorned, Ray?
What are you talk...
these are my pictures.
Baby, can you take this down?
This is embarrassing.
Embarrassing.
Kind of like
how I might have felt
that my husband
was cheating on me,
That kind of embarrassing?
Baby, I'm sorry, but this is...
baby, can you take...
look, I'm begging you.
Please, can you take this
off of the Internet?
Ray, right now,
I despise everything about you.
Take your phone.
Baby girl,
what's he doing here?
He was just leaving, daddy.
Bye, Ray.
Good riddance.
Look, I don't have
anywhere to go, okay?
I don't have no money
in the bank, nothing.
You have all of it.
Boo-hoo-hoo.
Ray.
You can stay here
for a little while.
He can do what?
He doesn't have anywhere to go.
So?
Come on, baby girl.
You think this is a good idea
- after all he's put you through?
- I got this, daddy.
All right.
All right, you got this.
I'm going to let you
handle this, okay?
I'm going to go back
in the back room
and fix that back bedroom.
You got this.
- This is a joke.
- Ray, you can stay here.
You do not look at me,
you don't walk past me,
don't get in my way,
and you cannot sleep with me.
And do not touch me.
Although I don't deserve it,
I just want to say thank you.
No, you don't deserve it.
I'm going to go get
the rest of my clothes,
the ones that you didn't
burn or bleach.
The few of them I got left.
What is he doing here?
He's moving back in.
What is wrong with you, girl?
Are you crazy?
He has no place to go, mama.
Oh, please.
He should have a place to go,
since he's been out there
acting like a streetwalker!
Girl.
I'm just not done with him yet.
Oh.
Okay.
You got a plan.
Well, well, well.
Your mama taught you well.
Mm-hmm.
Thanks, Tarlyn.
Mm-hmm.
Can I... can I ask you
one more favour?
What is it, Ray?
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