Why Did I Get Married? Page #2
her husband Marcus?
Wasn't he having trouble
staying employed?
Yes, but they seem to have
worked something out.
I'm sick of dealing with
your ghetto baby mama.
Do you mind?
Excuse us.
And what the hell are you talking
about, "do you mind?"
Y'all ain't never seen
black people on a train?
You ain't never heard
of the underground railroad?
It looks like we've got
a ghetto Harriet Tubman.
Ooh, let my people go.
You heard me?
Snap.
- She's drunk.
- Yeah, we can tell.
- Probably a 40.
- Malt liquor.
Do you always have
to embarrass me?
Look at you, Marcus.
You are an embarrassment, OK?
And I was fine till we dropped
your kids off at Keisha's house.
She's their mother.
What do you want me to do?
Be a man and tell her
to stop talking to me like she crazy.
I'm telling you, Marcus, if she
looks at me one more time cross-eyed,
I'm gonna gut her like a fish.
She wasn't even looking at you.
How would you know?
You weren't even on her face.
You too busy staring at her ass.
Could you lay off
of that for a while?
Could you go to hell for a while?
I'm already there.
- Excuse me?
- Nothing.
Do you mind?
Fifi is trying to nap.
You know what?
Well, Angela is trying to have
a conversation with her husband.
I'm about sick of y'all
interrupting my conversation.
I don't give a damn about Fifi.
smart-ass remarks
you made, too.
Didn't your mama
teach you something?
Who the hell do these
people think they are anyway?
Didn't y'all see me having
a conversation with my husband
when I got on this train?!
Trying to save
a damn marriage here.
What about you
and your husband?
What about us?
I know you've been
through a lot lately,
and I am so sorry for your loss,
but I mean, how
Um...
you can ask my husband yourself.
Um... ahem.
We're gonna be late for our flight.
That's how we're doing.
Well, there you have it.
Thank you.
Wow. The brochure didn't
do this place justice.
Look at this.
How you guys doing?
Welcome to Lake Leland.
Thank you. You must be
Sheriff Jackson.
Troy. Please, call me Troy.
Hey, I'm Terry.
- A pleasure.
- This is my wife Dianne.
Nice to meet you both.
Well, everything's
all set up for you.
Here are your keys.
Plenty of wood for you already
chopped up out back,
but we're expecting
a huge snowstorm tonight,
so you may want to
chop some more.
It should be over by morning.
It gets pretty thick up here.
Oh, OK. Thanks
for the heads up, man.
No problem. I thought
there were more of you.
Oh, there are.
They're gonna be here
within the next few hours.
Oh, good.
Then they'll beat the storm.
Need anything?
I appreciate the house, man.
Thank you.
I'll be at the sheriff's
station down the mountain.
OK. Thank you.
Hey, this is Mike. I can't get
to the phone, so holler at me.
You know what to do.
Hey, Mike.
It's Shelia.
I hope you and Trina
had a good flight.
I'll get there
as soon as I can.
Miss you, baby.
I love you.
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# And grace will lead me #
# On, ohh! #
# Can you believe it? #
# Clap your hands #
# Everybody #
# Whoa #
# I'm gonna keep on clapping my hands #
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So, Dianne, I was
thinking we could have...
Dianne?
Wine and candles
are down here.
What are you doing?
Hey, Dianne, we...
Dianne.
Hello?
Hey, Monica, how you doing?
No, no. She's asleep.
Monica, listen,
do me a favor.
Don't call this week.
We're on vacation, OK?
Oh, I understand all that,
I understand all that,
but I'm saying to you,
I'm telling you not to call, OK?
- Knock, knock. Hey.
- Hey.
- How you doing?
- Good. How are you?
Good to see you, Patricia.
- What's going on, Gavin?
- Hey, brother.
- You all right?
- Good to see you. Yes, sir.
- Good to see you, man.
- Where's Dianne?
- She's upstairs sleeping.
- Oh, no, no, no.
Can't have that.
I'll get her up.
How you been, man?
She sleeping, or she working.
Sleeping and working, man.
You know what she's doing.
You look good, man.
Thank you, thank you.
Glad we beat the weather.
They were delaying
flights like crazy.
Yeah, I think Mike
and Shelia got delayed.
They were supposed
to beat us here.
Mm.
So, who got that
contract for the city
you guys were working on
with the casino?
Me.
Myself and I.
- By yourself?
- Mm-hmm.
Congratulations, man.
That's great.
Thank you, thank you,
thank you.
I was praying that
you would get it, man.
Thank you much.
Look at all of us, man.
When we were in college,
did you think
that we'd be doing what we said
we'd be doing?
I mean, look at me. Pediatrician,
doing well, private practice.
Dianne's a top litigator
at her firm,
you, top architect, right?
Patricia's a best-selling author.
Man, I'm proud of us.
I think we did all right.
But if my memory
serves me correctly,
you should have about,
what, 4 kids by now?
You got to talk
to her about that.
And you supposed to
have at least two...
Oh, man.
I'm sorry about that.
Naw, that's OK.
It's OK.
Who's the wine for?
Was for Dianne.
You may as well.
Wake up.
Oh.
You are still the same
pain in the butt
that you were
when we were roommates.
Exactly, and that's
why I'm not leaving
until you get up.
Come on, Dee, get up.
Wake up.
I'm up.
Give me a hug.
- Hey, girl.
- How are you?
Well, I just dozed off
for a second.
Oh, goodness.
I can see why.
Yeah. Well, I'm defending
a 16-year-old on trial for capital murder.
- Jeez.
- Mm-hmm.
Which is why I needed
this break, which, nice spot.
- Yes. Yes, it is.
- It's very peaceful here.
Ah, Angela and Marcus, yes?
- Uh, yeah.
- Oh, God. Here we go.
- Yeah. There goes the peace.
- Right.
Can you close the door? Huh?
You're closer to the door.
What... with your hand, can you...
the same way you close the door
can you write a check?
Huh? Can you do that?
Can you write a check?
What does that
have to do with anything?
No, you know it has...
I breathed in and out again.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
I swear, one of these days...
What? What you gonna do? Huh?
I wish you would.
You know I got 5 brothers...
Hello, hello.
- Like I'm scared of them.
- You say that now.
- I'm so scared of them.
- Hi!
- Hi!
- Hello, hello.
Hey, Terry.
Hey, Pat.
Good to see you.
Oh, he gets on my nerves.
Hey, Di.
Oh, yeah, yeah. OK.
Hey, Gavin. Mwah!
Hi.
Y'all all right?
Hell, yeah.
We're fine.
Oh, man. We good.
Know what I'm saying?
I need a drink.
It's the middle of the day.
Yeah, well then
get me some kahlua and milk.
I'm tired as hell.
And whose idea was it
for us to come up to the snow?
Now, y'all know colored folks
and water don't get along in any form.
I like it up here, and this is
Patricia's idea, you know that.
Yes, it's mine.
It's beautiful here.
You have to admit this.
No, you're right.
You're right. It's beautiful.
But Jamaica's
beautiful and warm.
Now where's the kitchen
so I can get a drink.
- Come on.
- Come over here.
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