All language subtitles for Bigger s02e03 Ns in Retrograde.eng

- The stylist of all time has
found us, and we are not ready.

- I realize that
you're actually

a really big stressor
in my life.

- So what style of his
and hers sinks are ya thinkin'?

- There is no him.
It is just me, okay?

- Ma, I've been callin' you
for an hour.

And who's that man?
- At a certain age, you know,

it gets old if it ain't
with the right person anyway.

- What are you doin' here?
- It's really good to see you.

- I got a woman
at home, okay?

- She invited us to dinner.

- To health, wealth,
and happiness.

- And sex.

- [forced laughter]

- Damn, for real?
What she say?

- Bro,
if I could speak Latin,

I would tell you.

Then the bitch
started levitatin'.

[knock on door]
I said shi-it.

- Hey, baby.
Thought we'd surprise you.

- Ma?
What? We?

- Son, Julius.
Bring it in.

- Dude!
Ma, what?

- Oh, no, don't worry, baby.

Julius and I
done had the Covid.

- What? You didn't tell me
that you had the Covid.

- Well, that's 'cause I didn't
have any symptoms.

So there was nothin' to tell,
but now we thought

I might've had it
when Julius got sick, though.

- As hell.
- Ooh.

- But then I didn't bring none
of this up,

since you didn't know
Julius yet.

And then you guys met
on the phone,

and I thought, well, why not
take a road trip to Atlanta

so y'all could meet
face-to-face?

- [chuckles]

Yeah, I didn't know
you had a...

a boyfriend, Momma.

- Yeah, I don't.
I have a...fiancé.

[smooth hip-hop music]

♪ ♪

- Son, you ain't got no rice?
Okay, I see the pan.

- Literally, who is that man?

- Boy, stop trippin'.
I have known Julius for years.

- Why is this the first I've
heard of the Jolly Black Giant?

- Because we lost touch
for a while.

Then a few months ago,

we reconnected
on "My Age Meets."

- A dating app?
- Mm-hmm.

- Momma, please tell me

that you're not thottin'
on the internet.

- Oh, please,
my thottin' days ended

when your daddy put you
in my belly

before we got married.

You have the Isley Brothers
to thank for that.

- Not this conception
story again.

- What?
[laughs]

- You don't have any cutlery?
Every man needs proper cutlery.

- Okay.
So how you doin', baby?

How's work, hmm?

- Uh, fine, fine.

But, Ma, don't switch
the subject.

Why the shotgun wedding?

- I am in my 50s, okay?

And a few months
equals a few years in dating.

Plus, with all this craziness
going on, we just realized

that life is short,
and you only get one.

Which is why I wanna ask you
for somethin'.

- It's kinda short notice.

I mean, I might be able
to move some money around,

I might be able to shift--

- Oh, no, no, no.
The wedding is covered.

Between Julius and
the deacon at my church

who owes me the favor
for that time

I bailed him out,
we're covered.

- Oh, word?
- Yeah.

- What does Julius do?
- [laughs]

He owns his own landscaping
business in High Point.

And he does well for himself.

What I wanna ask is will you
throw Julius a bachelor party?

Babe, it'll be a good way
for y'all to bond.

- That old nigga
ain't got no friends?

- Of course, he does.

But I volunteered you.

- Ma, I got a lot
goin' on at work.

- Well, I was gonna stir up
some dinner,

but those shelves are lookin'
a little bare, son.

- Yeah, I've been busy, man.
I ain't got no time to shop.

- Well, how 'bout we go out and
go get some things for Deon,

since he's so graciously
letting us stay here, huh?

- Okay.

Ah.

So that's a yes to the party?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Thank you, baby.
Julius is gonna be so excited.

- Yay.

- You ready, baby?
[door opens]

- Fuck.

- Look, I can't stay on long.
Billie's stylist, Virgil,

is going to be here
soon to see my new selections.

And he may be crazy,
but I need him to love these.

- Okay, then just listen.

So Ken moved back to Atlanta
and wants to "talk."

- After he played you
in college,

he wanna to slide back
in 15 years later and talk?

He should talk
to your middle finger.

- And I vote that you should
just ignore him.

- I left his ass on read.

- Our exes are out here
resurrecting like Jesus.

Like them producers trying
to bring Aaron on the show

to sell a rekindled romance.

- Oh, not good for your
real life,

but great
for a juicy new season.

- I mean, we out here
tryna move forward,

and these niggas
are in retrograde.

Our exes are our exes
for a reason,

and we should
keep them that way.

- We all could just
be celibate together.

- Team no sex is poppin'.
Join us.

- Girl, bye, no.
- [yawns] Oh, oh my goodness.

Does it seem like time
goes faster in the morning?

- Which brings me to how's

the de-stressing
working out, Layne?

- It's not. She gave me
a big ol' scare yesterday.

Boo, you gotta get it
under control.

- Okay.
I made a de-stressing list,

and it actually made me
more stressed out,

so much to the point where
I am not sleeping regularly.

- Bitch, you need real therapy.
- That costs real money.

And I am an owner
of a growing small business.

So there is no such thing
as a good benefits package.

- Boss lady!
- Oh, my God.

Virgil's here.
I gotta go. Bye.

- I thought you all were
gettin' stuff for dinner,

not feeding an army.

- Well, uh, Julius had
a wonderful idea for us

to have a special
family dinner tomorrow.

- I'm makin' my famous brisket.
You wanna be my sous chef?

- Oh, I would but, like, I got
dinner plans with my friends.

They took forever to set.

Busy schedules
and all, it's just--

- Invite 'em.

I'd love to meet
my future friends-in-law.

- Ha, ha.

- So what you think
about this?

- Hmm, no.

I'm looking for something cool
without trying too hard.

Uh, like this.

Original but universal,
also relatable and comfortable.

- Also, not '70s,
like you originally asked for.

- Yes, well,
plans change, often.

I want that type of look.

- Semi-homeless?

Noted.

In fact, I have a huge order
coming in this weekend

with pieces
that fit aesthetic.

- Weekend?
The event's in 48 hours.

Let me know now
if you can't come through.

- N-no!
I can.

I mean, I'm gonna do it.
I got you. We got you.

- Great!

- Bye, Virgil!

- Ta!

- Boss lady.
- Mm?

- Why'd you lie to him?
You know ain't shit coming in.

- Okay.
He doesn't have to know that.

Hand me my bag, please?
C'mon. Give me the bag.

- There you go.
- Okay. Bye, Liberty.

[smooth music]

- Where'd you learn that?
[chuckles]

[indistinct talking]

- I like that.
- If you like it,

I can do that all night.

[moaning]

♪ ♪

- Oh, hell, no.
Hell, no.

Come on.
- Ooh, yeah, yeah.

You know you like this.
[bed squeaking]

Uh-huh.
[indistinct talking]

- [sniffs]

Ma, you didn't have to,

but I ain't gonna say no to...

sausage?

- Ain't no problem at all.

Your mom loves sausage
in the morning.

- Yo.

- Man, she been callin'
both of us "baby."

Now that word
just feels tarnished.

- Besides the fact that dude's
fuckin' your moms,

why don't you like him?

- 'Cause he's fuckin' my mom.

- Oh. Fair.

How long you gonna lie to her
about havin' a job?

Actin' like you've got video
meetings every other hour?

- Man, I just can't
bring her down.

She's been runnin' around,
flutterin' and flapping,

all happy
about getting married.

- You need to man up
and tell her.

- You ain't perfect either.

Letting Shosh turn you
into her little slave buck.

- Uh, uh, uh.
I ain't nobody's buck, chuck.

A'ight?

- Well, her friend
is problematic as fuck.

If we were back
on a plantation,

she'd be sneakin' in
and out of our quarters.

- That may be Sylvia's MO,
but Shoshana's not like that.

I'm the only one runnin' up
in her house and her.

- As far as you know.

- Do I need to remind you
that I'm doing you a favor

by lettin' you hide here
from your momma?

- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

Look, I'm just lookin'
out for you.

And if I can be real,

I'm mad as hell I'm bein'
forced to plan a bachelor party

for that whack dude, Julius.

- You mean your "Pa?"

[laughs]

Mm.

All right.
All right, I got you.

I'll DJ your party.

- Great. Great.

Now I've just got to find
a cheap place for you to DJ.

- Oh, easy.

I'll just talk to Terry
about lettin' us use V Live.

Oop.

[hip-hop music playing]

[chuckles]

- Bro, come on!

- Relax.
It's not even mine.

Shoshona asks for 'em
all the time.

So it's just easier
to get them online.

- But what you're saying is

that one of those
is actually yours.

That's a lot of dicks.

- So if you're interested,
make an offer soon.

A competitive one.
[laughs]

- Okay.
- Thank you.

- Thank you very much.

- Excuse me, Ms. Yates?

Hi, I just moved here and I'm
in the market for a new spot.

Do you think
you could give me the tour?

- Ken?

Is this why you messaged me
the other day?

- Well, if you'd answered,
you'd know.

You haven't changed.

- [sighs]

- You know, I'm not--
I'm not taking any new clients.

Just grab a warm cookie
on your way out.

That'll be the only cookie
you get from me.

Hi, I'm so glad
you could make it.

- Hi.
- You know what?

I'm going to start
with the master bedroom.

So we're gonna go.
- Okay, great.

- ♪ Hold up, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa ♪

♪ Get out the way,
get out the way ♪

- I told Virgil
I'd have pieces,

so now my as is running around
looking for those pieces.

I mean, I just don't want him
to think I'm a liar.

And just because I am,
doesn't mean he needs to know.

♪ You either with me or wait ♪

♪ Win, win-win-win-win ♪

♪ Fuck everything else,
win-win-win-win ♪

♪ These niggas ain't shit ♪

- [screams]
- ♪ Win-win-win-win ♪

- Yeah, that doesn't work.
All right.

- That's what your ass
get for lyin'.

- Who said that?
Liberty, that is not funny.

- Me, bitch!

- Man, I must be tired.

- Girl, your existence
is tired.

- I know you're not talkin'
to me like that. I own you.

- [laughs]
Well, what you gonna do?

Not dress me?

You already succeeded
in that today.

- Keep talkin', bitch.

At least I've got
a full range of body motion.

- Always actin'
like you better than somebody.

That's why nobody
wants your ass.

Celibate by choice, please.

- Oh, my God.

No, I'm not doing this.
I'm not fighting it.

- The reason you in this mess

is 'cause yo ass
can't commit to shit.

Bitch.

[hip-hop music playing]

- [grunting]
What's up now?

What's up now?
[grunting]

[shouting indistinctly]
That's for you.

Huh? What's up now?
[shouting indistinctly]

- [clears throat]
- Dear boss lady,

your recent behavior
has been "disconcerning."

We love you, but your actions
have affected us

in the following ways.

- Uh, Liberty,
we don't have to do that.

This is a light intervention.

- An intervention?
I am fine.

- I was surprised to learn you
could throw hands.

But that ain't you, boss lady.
That's what I do.

- She's right.
That is what she does.

- You guys don't understand.
That mannequin was taunting me.

It wouldn't wear
the clothes right.

- I get what's you're goin'
through, Layne.

I used to hear voices, too.

- Okay, this is different,
Willy.

- That's what everybody say,

but once I got hired
at Wilona's

and got the help I needed,

now I only hear
voices sometimes.

- I don't have time
for this, you guys.

Okay, I've been juggling a lot.
It's just stress.

I've tried everything I can
financially muster to fix it.

And nothing is working.

- I have an idea.

Inhale for four.

Hold for seven.

Exhale for eight.

And again, inhale.

Hold.

Good, and we'll repeat
four more times.

Breathe in.

Hold.

- Oh, oh, wait, um--

- What's wrong?

- I am just really bad
at, um, centering,

and not thinking, or whatever.

Just as soon as I try not
to think about something,

that's all I can think of.

- You're doing great.
May I?

- Yeah.

- Breathe into my hands.

And exhale.

Breathe in.

Exhale.

- [snores]

- Huh?

- [snoring]

[phone buzzes]

- Okay.

[sighs]
Focus, Layne.

Oh, wait.
Okay a dress.

Oh, damn, I'm hungry.
A shake.

Fries.
A puppy!

Oh, puppies.
No.

Oh.

Oh, wait.

Oh.

Ah, I got it.

[sighs]

Virgil problem.

I got it.
You were right.

Thank you, Kristi!
I've gotta go.

- Okay.
Um, I didn't do anything.

Willy, you good?

- Look.
I know you've been skeptical.

But I want you to know,
I'm being real

when I say
I still care about you.

What we had, I want that back.

I wanna be with you.

- How can you say you still
care about me

after you cheated on
and left me for Keisha?

Explain that.

- I know I hurt you, I know,

but Keisha was nothing
more than sex.

- I know Keisha wasn't
the only one, nigga.

I ain't stupid.

- You're right.
But let me explain why.

I'm a sex addict.

I-I'm in therapy, and I'm
getting the help I need.

But I need you to know
I'm a changed man.

And I want you back.

- Cut, that's a wrap for today.
Thank you very much.

- You really sold
that performance.

I almost believed you.

- Wait, hold on.
I'm bein' deadass.

- They cut the cameras.
You can drop the act, now.

- Man, fuck them cameras.

All I care about
is getting' you back.

Tracey, I just want things
to go back

to how they were, you and me.

- I have a dinner
to get ready for.

See you at the next shoot.

- Tracey--

- I marinate the meat
in my succulent secret

20-spice blend.

It's my special
soaking technique.

To get the meat nice and wet.

- Look, I know we're black but,
like, that sounded like

ten spices too many.

I'm good.
- Deon, wait.

I need to ask you something.
- What's that?

- [sighs]

For your blessing
to marry Connie.

Listen, I see you being
a little standoffish.

And I get it.

I just want you to know that
I'm a good man.

- I got a question.

If my blessing was
so important,

why not ask me
before the engagement?

- I promise you.
No disrespect was meant.

It's just that Connie and I
can't wait to be married.

I was going to ask you
when we met.

It'd just mean
a lot to have it.

You don't have to answer
right now.

Take some time.

[laughter]

- I can't believe that it has
been so long since I saw y'all.

But Deon has been
keepin' me up to date.

- Whatever he told you
about me, Ms. Connie,

don't believe it.

- Now hush, Vincent.

He told me that you were DJ'ing
Jewish parties

and getting that kosher cash.
[laughs]

And you, we saw your ads
on the drive up, Ms. Veronica.

You'd better sell Atlanta.

- Why thank you, ma'am.
I'm tryin'.

- Oh, no, you're not tryin'.
You're doin', okay?

- Cheers.

And Tracey,
our big TV star.

Your parents have got
to be so proud.

- Something like that.
[laughter]

- Oh, please.
[laughter]

And Layne.

Deon tells me your business
is doin' really well.

Which makes sense with that
cute outfit you got on tonight.

Mm?

- Thank you!
- Mm-hmm.

- Wow, he must be givin' it
to her real good,

because last I checked,
she could not stand me.

- I see you eye-bangin' my son.
Ain't no fuckin in my house.

You didn't come outta
my vagina.

- Keep up that good
work, Julius.

- Well, dinner's ready.
Let's eat.

[all cheer]
- Yes.

- Mm. You like that?
- Mm-hm, I do.

- Let me get that. Hold on.
- Oh, thank you, baby.

Mm.
- Mm-hm.

- Oh, my God, Julius.

This brisket is Bomb.

Not as good as mine,
but almost as good.

We should collab
on the next dinner.

- Well, now,
that would be nice.

'Cause I have seen
your cooking videos,

even tried some
of your recipes.

You got skills.

- Thanks, Ms. Connie.

I, uh, I'm actually starting
my own little frozen meal line.

- Well, now that looks good.

You should be doin'
more cookin' on that show

instead of all that fightin'.

- You see, we agree.

But apparently cooking is not
as exciting as cat fighting.

- Deon never told me
you watched.

- I do.

- I didn't know
she watched trashy TV.

I mean, no offense.

- None taken.

Checks are received.
Bills are paid.

And foundations are being laid
to build my own brand.

- Okay, I know that's right.

Are you gonna give me some tea
on this new season?

- Honestly?
I don't know what's tea.

We'll see how it
all cuts together.

- Mm.
- If I could make a wild guess,

probably gonna look crazy.

- Speakin' of, what kinda
craziness you got planned

for the bachelor party?

- Um, plans?

- Mm.
- Underway.

Uh, but I did get you
the best DJ in Atlanta, Vince.

- Okay.
We'll see what you got.

We'll talk music after dinner?

- I'm more than happy to.
- I know you guys are gonna

play these new cats
that my kids love,

Future, them Amigos.
[laughter]

How 'bout some classic,
old-school hip-hop,

like Goodie Mob, UGK?

- Okay.
- Outkast.

- Your kids?
- Yeah, I've got twin sons.

They can't wait to meet you.

- Mm. Baby, you and his sons
are really gonna get along.

- Mm-hm.
- You know what?

I've got three boys now.

- Hey, Ms. Connie.
[laughter]

- Mm.

[R&B music playing]

♪ ♪

- Come here, you even taste
better with icing.

- You, too. [laughs]

- Ooh.
Those tastes good.

Let me give you
some right there.

- Right here, right here.
[laughter]

- Ooh.
- Boy.

Ms. Connie sure is turnt out.
- Right?

I can feel her dicked down
glow over here.

Okay. Wait, I wonder
what positions they like.

He look like
the "Cincinnati Bowtie" type.

He really does.
[laughter]

- Ew!
- Shh.

- The what?
Please, stop.

Or I might throw up.

- Look, mom's gotta get
her loins lit too.

- Amen to that.
This is the first time

I've ever seen her smile
this much, or at all.

- Vince, talk some
sense into them.

- It's cool with me
as long as it's not my momma.

She probably ain't got
Connie's stamina anyway.

[applause]
Round of applause, clap.

- I hate you.
I hate you all.

- Here we go,
a little peach cobbler.

- Nice and hot.
- [laughs]

- Pass one down to De.
- Here you go. Oh. Forks.

- I got it.
- Thank you, hon.

- Mmm.
- Here you go.

- You like that?
- Thank you.

- Looks delicious.
- Yes.

- [sighs]

- Hey, are you okay?

You know they're gonna be
ridin' you

about this for a while, so.

- I'm cool.

- Deon, grab napkins!

And can you put
some coffee on, baby?

- Okay.

- So I have to ask.

Any idea why Connie's
being so nice to me?

Did you tell her about us?
Or what we were?

- Huh?
No.

She been acting weird
since she showed up.

I don't know what's
going on with her for real.

- Well, maybe that's
what love does to you.

Makes you act weird.
Maybe she's found the one.

- These tacos
are famously spicy.

I might have to...
cool you down.

- Oh, I can handle heat.

Fun fact.

Chili peppers
are an aphrodisiac.

- Oh, word?
Is it working for you?

- You wanna get outta here?

- ♪ I met lil' mama
in the deli ♪

♪ She was a wetty ♪

♪ She was horny, ready ♪

♪ I was on it, heavy ♪

♪ She like
why you so sexy? ♪

♪ She fell in love
when she met me ♪

♪ Tell ya ex
to come check me ♪

♪ All this shit
will get messy ♪

♪ I met lil' mama
in the deli ♪

♪ She was a wetty ♪

♪ She was horny, ready ♪

♪ I was on it, heavy ♪

♪ She like why you
so sexy? ♪

♪ She fell in love
when she met me ♪

♪ Tell ya ex
to come check me ♪

♪ All this shit
will get messy ♪

- Let's take this
to the bedroom.

What's wrong?

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm-I'm fine.
I'm-I'm fine.

I just--um--

I just can't--
I can't do this.

There's someone else.

- [laughs]

Thanks for ruining my night.

[slams door]
- Fuck.

Thanks.
- [laughs]

Yeah, Kama Sutra
is a sexy stretch.

Hey, yo, cuz, we gonna have to
get some cobbler for the road.

I gotta go.
[laughs]

- What happened to your car?
- It's getting serviced.

So Vince is my ride.

- Oh, uh, and there's
one more stop

we gotta make
before I drop you off.

[hip-hop music]

- We are at your old club,
during a pandemic.

- Because we have business.
- You have business.

- I need a venue hookup.

And I feel like Terry'll be
nicer if you're here with me.

So if he asks for your number,
give it to him.

- Wait, what?
I didn't even ask to be here.

And I don't have any money
to tip these hardworking women

that are risking their lives
to entertain people

during a pandemic.

Every little bit counts.

- What--

♪ ♪

- Terry! What up, man?
It's good to see you!

Yo, I wanted to chop it up
real quick.

I have an event comin' up
for my homeboy's new--

- No.
- Don't be like that.

I didn't even get to tell
you what the event is.

It's a bachelor party.
Huh?

Bring you some new customers.

Think about our history.
Do me this favor.

- You know what, man?

You fucked me over when you
dipped for them bar mitsvahs.

So I am not helping you
with a damned thing.

Mazel tov, bitch!

- ♪ We are the chosen ones ♪

♪ Kill the bullshit, no guns,
I'm here now ♪

♪ Watching everybody
blow up the trees now ♪

♪ ♪

- You're doing a great job,
honey.

There you go.

Oh, my God.
I can do that.

I can totally try.
I could go like...

There it is.
- Wow.

- Vince? Layne?

♪ ♪

- Greg?

You're in a strip club.
Like, on purpose?

- Like a G, I see.
- [laughs]

Well, I just like to support
grassroot strip clubs.

Everyone loves public
strip clubs, but, uh,

they don't always
support them, so.

[laughs]

You look good, Layne.

- Yeah, you look good
too, Greg.

- Um, thank you so much,
ladies.

I appreciate that.
Thank you.

- Yeah. Bye, baby.
- Thank you.

- You all look gorgeous.
- Fine.

- So, um, what are
you guys doing here?

Are you gonna spin, Vince?
- Hell no.

I need a location

for Deon's mom's
fiancé's bachelor party,

but Terry is trippin'.

- Well, I got an in at Lush.

It's much better for events
than this hole in the wall.

I only come here on Wednesdays
for the food.

- Mm.
- Yo. That would be dope.

Are you sure
you could pull that off?

- Oh, definitely.

I recently did the owner's
wife's "vaguvination,"

so he owes me one.

- Yo, thank you.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Thank you.
You're the man. Thank you.

- Yeah, thank you, Greg.

- Ah, look at this growth.

Two ex-fiancés
not actin' weird,

even though you're helping
set up a party

for her other former lover.

Ex couple goals, for sure.

- Yeah, thanks for summin'
that up, Vince.

- Yep, I got you.
I be payin' attention.

- [sneezes]
- Oh, my God!

- Tiffany's got Corona!

- Ah, I like your friends.

They are a unique bunch.

- Unique is one word I'd use.

- So, you and Layne,

what's goin' on with that?

- Nothing's going on.

- You expect me to believe that
after what I saw at dinner?

Oh, and I noticed that, uh,

there's no longer
a ring on her finger.

- Yep, that's gone.

All right, Ma.
Layne and I gave it a shot.

But things fell apart,
and now our friendship's weird.

- Well, let me tell you
what I know.

Julius looks at me the same way
you look at Layne.

Oh, yeah, no, I saw you,
all night,

when you thought
I wasn't watchin'.

So you guys can fight
this thing all you want,

but there is no denying it.

- [laughs]

- Boss lady, Virgil's here.

Ahh!
This jacket's fire!

- I've been working on it
all night.

- Oh, my God.

Damn, I didn't even know
you had skills like that.

This is definitely
something Billie'd wear.

- Well, thank you.
Okay?

You know, I thought all that
just breathe stuff

was just super cliché,

but Kristi's
onto something with yoga.

- Mm.
- You killed that, though.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Mwah. Mwah.

Show me what you got,
Ms. Layne.

- Of course!
Liberty?

[smooth music]

♪ ♪

- This is perfection!

Sold!
- Wonderful.

I just have a few more
things to do to it,

but I will get it to you ASAP.

- Sounds like a plan. Bye.
- Bye, Virgil, thank you.

- Bye!

- What?
[shouting indistinctly]

- Okay. Okay.

I have officially helped style
Billie friggin' Eilish!

- Once Billie gets
photographed in your jacket,

everyone's going to find out
it's from Back in the Day.

Ooh, it's gonna be poppin'!

Shit's about to get crazy!

Crazy!

- Shit!

- Veronica?

Veronica.

- Ken?

So you're stalking me
at the gas station now?

- [laughs]
No, it's a coincidence,

I promise.

Look, a'ight,

I know I came at you
the wrong way.

I just really want
to apologize for the way

I treated you in college.

I-I know I hurt you,

and I wish I could
take it all back.

- Interesting.

I look a little different
than I did in college.

Makes sense.

- No, no, that's--

That's not it.
That's not it.

You-you always looked great.

I was just ashamed of being
seen with you in college

'cause I was scared
of what my friends might think.

So I ignored
what I wanted, you.

Look, as I got older,
I realized how wrong I was.

And I'm more ashamed of myself
now about how I treated you

than I ever was
of being seen with you.

I can assure you
that I really do love you.

- You always get this deep
at a gas station?

- Not usually.

But I was hoping you'd consider
having a drink with me?

- No.

I'm not considering it.

I've decided.

Why not?

- I'll hit you.

- All right.

Damn!

Ooh!

- ♪ We got back and forth ♪

♪ 'Cause you know
I'm addicted to your loving ♪

♪ But I know I'll get burned ♪

♪ 'Cause there's nothing left
to feel but the hurt ♪

♪ Don't feel the same ♪

♪ All that's left is pain ♪

♪ It don't feel the same ♪

♪ When love fades away ♪

♪ Love fades away ♪

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