Why Did I Get Married? Page #5

Stop. Stop.

Stop! Stop! Stop.

What are you...?

What is wrong with you, Marcus?

Nothing.

You ain't ever turned me down.

It's been a long drive and a long day,

you know what I'm saying?

I know you lying.

I just... let's just go to sleep. OK?

Such a liar.

Go to sleep.

That bastard let her drive

all the way up here

by herself, Terry.

- Baby, calm down.

- Oh, no.

You better keep him away from me,

that's all I have to say.

Hey, hey.

And then he comes

in here with her

and not his wife.

I mean, what is wrong with him?

Dianne, this weekend's supposed to be

about us, remember?

I know that.

I know, I know.

You know what I was thinking?

This is a good time

to work on our son.

Are you kidding me?

One of my best friends

is out there

in the middle of nowhere,

and you're trying to have sex?

No. Move.

Come on.

Oh, poor Shelia.

I can't believe that.

I really can't.

Whup his ass.

I'll whup his ass,

that's what I'm gonna do.

I told him I was

gonna whup his ass.

So, patty-cake, you sleeping?

No. I'm awake.

Let me ask you,

when you were with the girls today...

Mm-hmm.

Did you guys talk about, um...

kids?

Baby, please don't do this.

Don't do what?

No... I know where

you're going with this...

where am I going with this?

And it's just not

the time right now.

Time for what?

- Hey.

- What? Babe?

I'm just asking.

You know how much I love you?

No, I don't.

- Yes, you do.

- I don't. I don't.

How much do you love me?

How much?

I love you more than

all the words in all the books...

- All the words...

- In all the world.

- In all the world.

- Yeah.

So that's just a lot of words.

You ain't saying nothing.

It's not... it is a lot of words

but you know I love you.

And you know that I love you

more than...

I don't even know how much.

It's a lot.

So much.

What are we gonna do

about our friends?

That dirty bastard.

I saw him.

He was in there

up until two hours ago.

- What?

- I knew it.

Yeah. I'm telling you.

I'm telling Shelia

as soon as she gets here.

Uh-uh. Angela, wait a minute.

Wait for what?

We don't know what kind of state

of mind she's gonna be in.

Oh, come on, Pat.

Let's forget it with all that psych mess.

- I'm telling her.

- No. Pat's right.

You know, she's

been really depressed lately.

- Let's just wait.

- Come on. Why?

If it was one of us,

we would want to know, right?

- Uh.

- You don't know that.

Sometimes people

get angry at you for telling them.

Exactly. And because

she's been so unhappy,

the least we could do

as her friends is

to make sure that

she's gonna be OK.

Still, we're her friends...

- Good morning.

- Morning. Morning.

So where the hell y'all been?

We hiked the trail.

It was good.

There were, like, snow bunnies

and little silver fox things.

The white... what do you

call those things?

Wow. This smells so good, Angela.

Now, you belong in the kitchen.

And you belong on a corner.

- Angela.

- Need a pimp?

Hey, everybody.

Good morning.

Morning, Marcus.

So how did you

sleep last night, Marcus?

- I slept great.

- Did you?

I was like...

I slept OK.

Um, Mike, have you called Shelia

to make sure she's OK?

No.

Can I have some coffee?

Could you pass me

some orange juice, please?

- Thanks.

- Thank you.

I'm sure she's fine.

Trick, was anybody

talking to you?

- Trick?

- Yeah. Trick.

As in slut. Ho. Tramp.

You don't know your name?

Angela, look,

you don't know me, OK?

Now, I have tolerated you

long enough.

I will mop the floor

with your behind...

OK, well, let's do it then!

- Hey, hey, hey!

- What you got?

Stop this. Stop!

Hey. Hey. You got to handle that.

She cookin' grits.

I'm just gonna move

the hell out of the way.

- She ghetto.

- You know, you better get her before I do.

Hey, divas!

- Shelia.

- Hey.

Mm. How are you?

Hey.

Hey!

What's going on, everybody?

Thank God you're OK.

Yes. I made it.

We were worried sick about you,

you know.

I'm fine. This man

took really good care of me.

Yeah, well, at least

some man did.

Mm.

Everybody... whew.

This is Sheriff Troy.

Morning, everybody.

I invited him for breakfast.

Is that all right?

- Fine with me.

- Good to see you, man.

Same here.

Oh, Dr. Brock.

- A package came for you.

- Oh.

When the postal service can't make it up

the hill, they leave it with me.

- Thank you.

- What is that?

It's something I needed.

It's so good to see you guys.

Good to see you, too.

Trina.

That's Troy.

I talked about you all last night.

Girl, he is single.

Is that so?

- Mm-hmm.

- That's great.

Yes.

- I saw that.

- I did, too.

Mm-hmm.

So, um, Trina, why don't you move over

and let the man sit down?

Oh. All right.

Yeah. Sit down.

You're single. He's single.

So sit there.

Patricia, what are you doing?

I am helping out.

You don't know

nothing about cooking.

- Move over.

- Whatever makes you happy.

- I got it.

- We all know you know about cooking.

You know what this mother...

you know what?

You got one more time

to say something to her, Mike.

What is wrong with you?

Terry, please prescribe

her some valium.

You're just such a butt hole!

Let me go and just get out of here.

What's wrong with her?

PMS?

What is wrong with your wife?

- Take a valium.

- What do you mean?

It's Wednesday.

Welcome to my world.

You done got so immune to it,

you don't even know.

What do you mean?

- My goodness.

- God!

My goodness.

- Excuse me. Here, baby.

- Thank you.

Hello?

Hey, Monica.

Baby, the turkey bacon.

No, it's OK.

He said what?

No, it's fine. Thank you.

Just tell him I'll get

back to him later.

All right.

Terry...

Terry?

Yeah?

Did you tell Monica not to call me?

It's our vacation.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

No.

So, uh, Troy...

we saw some people on, like,

snowmobiles or something.

Where do we get those?

Ha! That's easy.

I'm not worried about snowboarding.

I want to shop.

Are you OK?

Sorry.

It's pretty.

Oh, oh, oh. Now, that is

gorgeous, Shelia.

I like that.

- I don't like it.

- Well, I think you should get it.

Me? It would take two of those

to fit half of my behind.

- OK. Come on.

- You're trippin'.

Come on. We're going in.

Something's going on with you,

and I can feel it.

He told my secretary

not to call me this week.

Girl, the man is just

looking out for you.

You're on vacation, Dianne.

I hope that's what it is,

you know, since I made partner,

he's been so different.

You're busy.

You are so busy.

- We can't even reach you.

- Well...

you know how long

I've wanted this.

Now it's finally happened.

I have a lot of demands on me.

And I don't want another child.

I have a career.

Ah, OK. Now we get down

to the bottom of this.

That's what this is about.

Have you talked to him?

Of course I have,

but all he talks about is having a son.

And... ugh. I don't want to.

Oh, Dee, compromise.

Marriage is about give and take.

- You know that.

- I know.

Well, look,

I compromised with Kenya.

OK? I mean, don't get me wrong.

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