Why Did I Get Married? Page #7

nowhere with him.

- Why not?

- Yeah, Mike.

Why can't this single woman go out

with this single man?

Can we just drop this, please?

I'm so agreeing with

Dianne right now.

- Let him answer.

- Marcus, get your wife.

Come on, baby.

Give me that drink.

No. As matter of fact,

let me get another drink.

So Mike can tell us why

Trina can't go with Troy.

Angela...

really. It's no big deal.

OK. Let's do it.

- Come on.

- Mike.

- No, no. Come on. Talk to me.

- Calm down.

- Eat your food, OK?

- No, no.

No. Let him talk.

Let him talk, Shelia.

She's just a little drunk.

Yeah. You know what, Marcus?

I may be a little drunk

but somebody

at this table got

some damn secrets.

- Really?

- That's enough.

No, no, no. Dianne...

somebody got some secrets.

What are they?

You know, I'm so sick

of this. I'm sick of it.

The reason she can't go

with this man or any other man

is because she's sleeping

with yours, Shelia.

What?

No.

Yeah, Shelia.

Oh, hell.

Well, y'all,

thanks for dinner.

But I should be going.

I think you need to stay, man. We're gonna

need some law enforcement around here.

I'm sorry.

Is it true?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's true.

That's my secret. I'm the bad guy.

I'm not the only married person

with a secret at this table.

Terry...

have you told your wife how you got

a DNA test on your daughter,

'cause you weren't sure

that she was yours?

Mike, don't go telling secrets, man.

Oh, no, no. Come on, Marcus.

Y'all talking about me. Hmm?

You put my secret out there.

Let's put everybody's secret

on the table, shall we?

Dianne, have you told

your husband that

you got your tubes tied after you

had Kenya and didn't tell him?

Hmm? That's what Shelia told me.

I'm sorry, Terry,

but your chances of having a boy?

- A little slim to none.

- Mike, wait. This has gone too far.

You are getting really dangerous now.

You need to stop this.

Gavin. Since you guys are walking

around here like the perfect couple.

Will you please inform your wife

how you came crying at my house

asking, "How could she be so stupid

"and not strap your son

in his car seat?" Hmm?

- What about that?

- You are a lowdown, dirty bastard...

- Shut up!

- No. You shut up!

- Marcus, please. Please.

- Oh, hell.

Please tell this woman the truth.

And I pray that it sets you free.

I pray, brother.

But I'm telling you, tell this woman

how Terry had to give you

a shot because you had VD.

Let's talk about condoms

now, shall we, Angela?

Oh, so you got VD?

Checkmate.

- Who you been with?

- Angela, let's discuss this in private.

No. You know what?

It seems like you guys

have been talking in private enough.

How long have you had it?

A week.

Was it Keisha?

No. You didn't get it from her.

You got it from Walter.

What are you talking about?

I ain't gay.

No. I slept with him.

I got a shot.

I was just waiting

for you to say something.

Boom!

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Don't!

I hope he breaks

your throat. Touchdown!

Get off of me!

- Man, come on, man. Come on!

- Don't be putting your hands on me!

Arrest him!

Get him. You see he

trying to kill me.

- Let me go.

- Arrest him, Troy!

That's why I slept with her!

You so damn evil!

You know what? You put your hands on

the wrong one, Marcus.

- I'm out of here.

- Get out of here.

Now, that's the best idea I heard

since we got up here.

Let's cut this trip short.

Baby, go pack our stuff.

We outta here.

Look, I'm sorry

you had to hear this way.

Thank your friend over there.

It's over.

I'll be more than fair,

but I want a divorce.

Hey, you can have

the rental property.

I'll have Paco put

bars on there for you,

so don't thank me or nothing.

It's a rough neighborhood.

You can have your car.

And I'll figure everything else out.

Huh?

Whatever.

Oh, my God.

Oh, I hope he's dead.

I'll get my medical bag.

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Shelia, you know you had the key

in the door.

You came to arrest me?

Actually, I saw

your car out front.

And I just came

to check on you.

Did I kill him?

No. You didn't kill him, but, uh...

Heh. He's gonna have

one hell of a headache.

I should have killed him.

Shelia, you don't mean that.

Maybe you do.

I gave him my life.

You know, he emptied out

my bank account?

I have $87 to my name.

I don't know

what I'm gonna do.

I don't know

what I'm gonna do.

Well, if you've got a minute,

I'd like to show you something.

Hey, guys, I'm really

sorry about everything, OK?

I love you.

I'll call you later.

Bye, baby.

If anyone hears from Shelia,

we'll let each other know, right?

- Yes.

- Bye, guys.

All right, daddy.

Give that man what he wants.

Have a safe drive.

Are we gonna talk about this?

Gavin, please.

Not right now.

Oh, you're not gonna...?

I'll do it.

What?

You wasn't even

gonna tell me, were you?

Why did you test our daughter?

Because you are so damn busy

that when you got pregnant,

we had sex what... once?

Well, what were the results?

What do you mean?

She's mine.

Really?

Huh.

What the hell is

that supposed to mean?

What the hell

you saying, Dianne?

Yeah, OK.

OK.

It's snowing a little bit...

but this is where

I come to clear my head.

I just come right here.

I pray. I scream. I yell.

Do whatever I need to do.

And it's just me and God.

You ever come here to cry?

Yeah. That, too.

I can't even...

describe to you the pain I feel.

It's like I've been hit by a car.

I keep trying to understand.

Why I'm... what did I do... so wrong?

Why he betrayed me?

It hurts.

I have no life without him.

I can't even pray about it.

You know, Shelia,

this is a great time

for a new start

if you want to stay.

Oh. I thought you were

still at work.

I took the day off.

I'm gonna get dinner started.

We need to talk, Patricia.

I don't think so.

I know you heard what Michael said

at the table.

So you're not gonna deal with it?

Look, Gavin, I have dealt with this, OK?

This is what I do for a living.

I'm a doctor. I've dealt with this.

Yeah, well, you haven't

talked to me about it.

So now you want to talk to me

the way you did Mike?

Now you want to cry

your eyes out to me?

It's not like you made

it easy for me to discuss this.

Yeah, we talk about...

Noah like has never here.

Can you look at his picture?

Patricia, please.

Please put...

Can you just look at his picture?

Gavin, I didn't know...

- I didn't know you blamed me for it.

- I...

OK. I blamed you.

I blamed... I'm sorry.

OK? I blame myself, too.

I blamed God, but...

It's no one's fault.

Baby, just look at the picture.

All right.

Steak or chicken?

Patricia, no!

Look at the picture!

No! You know what?

Stop it!

- Patricia, look at...

- Stop it!

- Patricia, Patricia...

- Gavin, just stop it!

Patricia, just look at the picture.

Stop with your pretending.

- I'm not...

- Stop. Would you...

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