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- She was cute. - No, she wasn't cute.

I think I lost it in the bathroom, maybe.

- Why do you always bring home leftovers?

- Well, honey, because I hate the thought

of leaving food behind.

There are starving people in the world.

- But you never eat them, baby.

There's like five Styrofoam containers

in the refrigerator right now.

- Okay, but my intentions are good.

Don't I get some credit for that?

- A little.

But you have two days or I'm throwing them away.

- Okay.

[cellphone rings]

- I was just texting you.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm available.

Okay, I'll come over right now.

Yeah, no... - We should have gone

to the movies or something.

Or dancing! Let's go dancing, honey.

It's still so early.

- Why you always talking about dancing?

We have not been to a club in years.

- No, not that kind of dancing.

Something different, like ballroom.

- Ballroom? - Mm-hmm.

- You've been watching too much TV.

[laughs] Plus I got to go, baby.

- Where you going? - Didn't I tell you?

- No, you didn't tell me.

- I got to pick up Noah from work.

- Tinker? Why doesn't he get a car?

- Would you stop calling him "Tinker"?

- But he's so cute the way he Tinkers with all those gadgets.

Besides, you used to call him that.

- When he was 12.

I'm trying to get him to mature now.

- Well, then, buy him a car.

- I got to go.

- It's Friday night. It's our date night.

- And we just came back from a date, honey.

Look, I'll be back in one hour.

Plus you said you had work to do.

- I don't want to work. I want to play.

- Time me, time me.

One hour. - Fine, one hour. Bye. Go.

- Okay, whoa! - Love you.

This is not my idea of a Friday night!

[sighs]

♪♪

[sighs] I can't believe

this is my Friday night, folding laundry.

[cellphone beeps]

[cellphone beeps]

[cellphone beeps]

[sighs]

Hello? Hey, are you home right now?

Yeah, I need you to come over right away.

It's an emergency.

All right, thank you.

[sighs]

[door opens]

- Oh, my God. Is everything okay?

- Okay, I need you to check Deon's phone.

- What?

- Well, he left it here, and it's been buzzing.

I need you to check it.

- Are you serious?

Is this why you begged me to move across the street,

so you can call me about crazy stuff like this?

- All right, but this is not crazy.

He's been acting odd, going places at night.

Just check it. - No.

And I'm leaving, Patrice.

Thought it was something important.

- It is important! Please!

- Patrice, what has gotten into you?

- I don't know. I don't trust him.

- Since when?

- Well, I mean, he's been...

he's been working out, and he bought new underwear.

- So?

- So, men never buy new underwear.

They are content to wear the same old raggedy drawers

until the seams fall apart.

- Patrice, I think you're exaggerating.

- Well, maybe, but then again, maybe not.

[sighs]

You know what my mom always said?

"Don't go looking for trouble, or you'll find yourself

smack-dead in the middle of it."

- Yeah? Well, my mom always said,

"If the devil knocks on your door,

invite him in and see what he's up to."

- Your mama didn't say that.

- Here, just check it.

- No. - Please, I'd do it for you.

Okay, do you remember that time

you had me cruising by Rodney's house

to see if his ex-girlfriend was there?

I drove by there for three hours.

- Patrice, we were children.

- Oh, so, you're saying favors have an expiration date?

- No, I'm saying it's your husband,

so you should do it.

- I can't because that would be snooping.

- And it would be no different if I did it.

[sighs]

You know, on second thought, this is ridiculous.

I'm gonna take this thing upstairs and hide it.

- You saw something. - No, I didn't.

- Yes, you did. - No, I didn't.

Patrice, you are a beautiful, successful pediatrician.

Not many women can say that.

Why are you being so insecure right now?

- Okay, give me the phone.

- No, Patrice, don't do it.

- Corinne, give it to me right now!

Stop redirecting. Let me see.

- You shouldn't do this.

- "Great time last week.

"I know you're a little nervous, but don't worry.

"I've had plenty of married men.

"It'll be fine.

"Can't wait till next time."

- Patrice, calm down. You don't know what that means.

- It means I'm gonna break his legs.

That's what it means.

- Wait, what are you doing? - I'm replying.

- You can't do that. She'll tell him.

- Well, not if I pretend to be him.

"So, how do you feel about us?"

- No, Patrice, you can't say that.

- Why not?

- Because it sounds like a woman.

If you're gonna do this,

you have to say something like...

[clears throat]

"What's up with us?"

- Okay, yeah, that's good. - Smooth.

- "What's up with us?"

- You know, I can't believe you're drawing me

into this circle of mistrust.

- What is the circle of mistrust?

- You see this circle?

You see it? - Yeah?

- You know what's in the center of that circle?

Bam! The serpent

is waiting to gouge your eyes out.

- What is wrong with you?

- I don't want any part of this.

I trust my man, okay?

- Well, you need to learn what a real marriage

is all about, okay? Lies and distrust.

[cellphone beeps] - Patrice...

- What does it say?

- "See you Monday."

Patrice, don't jump to conclusions.

You should talk to him.

- Mm-hmm, you're right. I'm gonna talk to him.

I'm gonna have a nice, long conversation.

- And erase those texts.

- Mm-hmm, yep.

[sighs] - Bye.

- Oh, Patrice...

Do you think you can go to my uncle's funeral

with me tomorrow?

- Where's Lucas gonna be?

- At work.

- Yeah, sure. I'll go, that's fine.

- Okay, thank you. - You're welcome.

- I'll talk to you tomorrow. - Mm-hmm.

- No more texting. - Yep.

Bye, Corinne.

- No more texting.

- Okay, Mimi. You little homewrecker.

♪♪

- We cannot have another late delivery.

If so, we're just gonna have to hire another manufacturer.

Okay, fine.

All right. We'll talk Monday.

- Lucas, these colors are off.

- Off how?

- Well, this is a swatch, and this is a sample.

You tell me how off they are.

What happened?

- I don't know. I gotta make some calls.

- Lucas, I thought you were gonna be able to handle

this promotion.

Lucas, suits everyday.

Walk like an executive. Talk like an executive.

You gotta pull it together.

Let me know if it's too much for you.

- It's not.

- Well, then, we can't keep making mistakes like this.

Maybe you need to go over and visit the plant,

go over and find out what's happening,

at least until the first run of the new line comes out.

- Ma, look, I already told you.

I cannot go to Thailand right now.

Now, me and Corinne, we're taking these marriage classes,

and we're getting married in two months.

I cannot travel until at least after the wedding.

- Lucas, I told you, this is a bad time for the wedding.

We launch that new line in a month.

What if something goes wrong?

- Ma, nothing is gonna go wrong.

Okay, nothing else is gonna go wrong.

- Well, it better not.

And what about that other business?

Trevor tells me that you haven't, uh,

returned those papers.

- I actually haven't had a chance to discuss it

with her yet.

- Well, what are you waiting for?

Lucas, you cannot get married to this girl

without her signing that prenup.

- I know, Ma.

- Hmm, you think I'm gonna give away

half of everything I own

to some country bumpkin out of Alabama?

- Ma, don't call her that.

And she's from Mississippi. - Even worse.

- Look, I'm not about to go into any marriage

with the assumption that it's bound to end.

- Baby, you may have saved her from a life of misery,

and she may have hair hanging down her back,

but don't get it confused.

She's not Rapunzel, and you two are not guaranteed

to live a life happily ever after.

This is real life, Lucas.

And this company's worth millions.

- I know, Ma, I know.

- Well, then, act like you know.

- I'm sorry. Am I interrupting something?

- No, come on in.

Lucas was just saying that he needs

to talk to you about something.

Today, Lucas.

- Oh, Elena, I hear you've been really busy.

- Yeah, well, you know me. Um, my work is my life.

- Yeah. - Talk to you two later.

- Okay, bye.

[sighs] - Hey, babe.

- Your mom is never gonna like me.

- Oh, don't worry about her.

She like that with everybody.

So, uh, how was the funeral?

- Oh, it was so sad.

I mean, my uncle really didn't have anyone.

He never got married.

He-he didn't have any children.

He was just a lonely old man.

- Uh, that's your, uh, mom's brother, right?

- Mm-hmm, yeah.

And after she died... My mom died...

No one ever went over there to see him.

You know, I got to see family I didn't get to see in years.

I really wish you would have been able to be with me.

- I know.

Speaking of family, um...

You know you about to become a part of mine.

- I know.

I can't believe the wedding is in two months.

- Yeah, and my family, they have these strange traditions.

- Hmm, like religious traditions?

- Um, no, not really.

- What's this?

- It's a, um, prenuptial agreement.

- Mm-hmm.

What's this for?

- Oh, it's for you to sign.

I mean, it don't really mean nothing,

I mean, 'cause me and you,

we gonna be together forever anyway,

so it's just a formality.

- Yeah, but if we're gonna be together forever,

then why do we even need to have this discussion right now?

- Because, babe, we have to.

I mean, it's very important that the estate is protected.

- The estate?

- Yeah, you know, when my dad left,

he took half the business with him,

and me and my mom had to start over from scratch.

- Yeah, but what does that have to do with us?

- Baby, this company is worth a lot of money.

- And?

- And if things ever got crazy between us...

I mean, which they won't...

It's just a security measure.

And the business manager, he insisted we get it signed.

- Your business manager?

[scoffs]

Lucas, did your business manager propose to me?

Did I promise to spend the rest of my life

with your estate?

No!

- Baby, look, it's just a form.

It don't mean nothing.

[scoffs]

- Do you think I want your money, Lucas? Huh?

I didn't even know who you were when we first met.

Okay, I don't care who your mother is.

- Good, then sign the prenup. - No, Lucas!

- Why not? You haven't even looked at it.

You don't know even what it says.

[scoffs]

- It says, "Lucas promises to have and hold Corinne

"as long as she promises not to have an attitude

"with him keeping his little money."

- Look, baby, it doesn't really mean that.

Now, it's a really fair deal.

All it basically says is, if we ever got divorced,

that you get a nice percentage.

- Divorced?

Lucas, you're already thinking about a divorce.

Okay, that's a problem.

- No, that's a reality.

- Do you trust me?

- This has nothing to do with trust, okay?

All I'm saying is,

sometimes the people who love each other the most,

they have the worst fights.

- Yeah, mm-hmm.

Well, you're really about to see how much I love you.

[sighs]

♪♪

- Thought you were taking a nap.

- And I thought you were fixing dinner.

- Oh, is it dinnertime?

- Are you all right?

[sighs] - Yeah, I'm fine.

- Well, you're acting funny.

- I'm... I just...

- Look, is there something you want to talk to me about?

- Nope.

- You can talk to me about anything, honey.

- I just haven't been feeling well.

- Okay, well, I guess I'll just get dinner started.

- Do you still love me?

[scoffs]

- Why are you asking me that?

- Because I want to know.

- Of course I still love you.

Is there-is there something going on?

- No, I've just been, uh, feeling weird.

That's all.

- Well, how am I supposed to know what's going on

if you don't talk to me, baby?

- You know, I have tickets to a play on Monday night.

You want to go?

[chuckles]

- I-I would love to go, but I'm working.

- How late?

- I don't know what time I'm gonna get off.

- See, I haven't even given you a time yet.

- Okay, I'm probably gonna get off at like 10:00, the earliest,

and then I got to help Noah with his presentation.

- Oh, yeah, right, the phone-app thingy.

- Yeah, it's a phone and computer app.

And I would tell you about it,

but I know you don't like that techie stuff,

and you probably wouldn't understand anyway.

- Try me.

- It's an app that connects all your mobile devices

with vocal recognition.

- Sounds interesting.

- It is, and I'll probably be up with him

all night going over figures.

- Hmm, I bet you will.

- All right. That's it, okay?

What is going on?

- Nothing.

You know what, though, honey?

Um, I've been craving fried chicken,

so can you run out and get me some?

You know, just never mind about cooking?

- Any kind in particular?

- Nope, just fried.

- Okay, I'll be right back.

- Thank you very much.

[door closes]

♪♪

- Hey, Snoopy, you're about to get caught.

Charlie Brown is still in the driveway.

- I wasn't doing anything.

- Yeah, right. You're as jumpy

as a newborn baby cricket.

- What are you doing here?

I thought you were going out with Lucas tonight.

- Well, I was, and then he gave me this.

- This is a prenuptial agreement.

- He wants me to sign it.

Okay, this is when you're supposed to say,

"Oh, girl, no, he didn't."

- Okay, nobody says that anymore.

- Okay, well, I need you to say whatever it is

you're supposed to say,

'cause I really need you on my side right now.

- Corinne, I'm not surprised.

- You're not surprised? - No, he's worth a lot of money.

- No, his tacky textile-making mommy

is worth a lot of money.

- Either way... - He just works for her.

- He's worth a lot.

- I didn't even know he had money

when we first started dating, remember?

- Yes, I know you didn't.

- And now he wants me to sign some piece of paper

that says I won't get any of his money if we divorce.

First of all, why is he even thinking about divorce already?

- Because it's a reality.

- That's what he said. - Well, he's right.

[scoffs] - See?

You drew me into the circle, and now karma stung me

like a bloodthirsty mosquito.

- What are you talking about?

- You! You don't trust Deon,

and now Lucas doesn't trust me!

- Oh, so, you're blaming me for this prenuptial agreement?

Hmm, this is interesting.

- What? What does it say?

- You didn't read it?

- No!

- It says in case of a divorce where the reason

is irreconcilable differences,

you get $100,000 for every year

that you were together.

But if the cause of the divorce

is due to infidelity on your behalf, you get nothing.

- Oh, yeah? What if he cheats?

Then what do I get?

- An additional $300,000 paid over 2 years.

It's actually a good deal.

- Patrice, that is not a good deal.

I cannot sign that.

- Listen, if you stay married forever,

then you found true love.

But if you're divorced after five years,

then you are up half a million dollars.

Either way, it's a come-up.

- But he's putting a price on my love.

- Actually, he's putting a price on your hate.

- I am not a vengeful person. You know that.

- Well, sweetheart, up until now,

you've had no reason to be.

Okay, follow me.

What if you have two big-headed babies...

and they give you stretch marks and a pot belly

that doesn't go away no matter how many sit-ups you do?

- And?

- And you leave work

so you can take care of these babies.

- Well, actually, I was thinking about

home-schooling, so... - Okay, I'm not done.

So, while you're home-schooling these big-headed baby boys,

he leaves you for some hot supermodel

who has a perfect body like you used to have

before those big-headed boys stretched you far and wide,

and then you have to move out of the mansion

into a two-bedroom apartment,

and your boys only come and visit you every two weeks,

and they don't want to spend summers with you

because they'd rather be with their rich father

and his pretty little wife traveling the world.

- I'd kill him. - Exactly.

So, you see this?

This is a rectangle. - I see it.

- Do you know what is in the center of this rectangle?

- What?

- A prenuptial agreement. Bam!

So, now the question becomes,

♪♪

- Haven't seen you in a while, bro.

- Hey, between work, home, man, I've been swamped.

How's Mom? - She's good.

Should come see her next weekend, though.

- I can't, anniversary.

- Ah, that's right. What you got planned?

- You know, she's been bugging me about dancing,

so I'm gonna surprise her.

- That's nice.

- Would you believe, you know, she still does not trust me?

- Patrice still snooping around in your stuff?

- She was.

I mean, the other day, I purposely closed my e-mail.

I came back, and it was open.

- Look.

Got the perfect thing for you.

- Air freshener?

- See, they might look like air fresheners,

but really, they're cameras.

See, what you do is

you place these in certain places in the house

and use your phone as a monitor,

and that way, you can see who's snooping around

with your stuff.

- And where'd you get these? - I made them.

There's plenty more where these came from.

Let me see this.

- Really? - Yeah.

Tch, tch, tch, tch, tch.

Placing this special "nosy" app on your phone,

so that way, an alarm goes off

and it'll alert you and let you know

someone's snooping around with your things.

It's bluetooth.

- Oh, and I assume you created that, too?

- Sure did.

Did I mention that it's bluetooth?

It only works on certain devices, though.

- You know, you really need to get out more.

- Whatever. Check this out.

- So, what's up with that, um, that girl you said you liked?

- Let's not talk about that girl.

- Hey, Mr. Deon.

- Hey, Selma. - Hey, Noah.

I didn't get to mop the kitchen floor last week,

so I'll start in there.

- Okay. - Okay.

[sighs]

- So, what's happening with this girl?

- She doesn't know I like her yet.

- And why not?

- I haven't told her.

- You know, you need to leave these gadgets alone

and you need to get out more.

Go to a club or something.

- Not old enough to drink.

- Okay, then. You in college, right?

Why don't you go to a fraternity party?

- I don't frat.

- You don't frat? - No, I don't fraternize.

Get it? It's a joke, man.

- You know, seriously, I'm your brother,

and I actually have no idea what you even like.

- I like karaoke.

- Okay, great. That's a great start.

Why don't you ask her out to karaoke?

- Uh, I don't know how to do that.

- Just look her directly in the eye

and say, "Would you like to go to karaoke?"

- It's not that easy, bro.

- Selma?!

- Yes?

- Could you, um, put down that mop?

- Okay.

- And have a seat, darlin'. - All right.

- Now, tell me, what do you think of my bro?

- I think he's nice and he's smart

and-and smart

and, um... - Okay.

I get it. - Yeah, smart.

- Now, Selma, I'm gonna flirt with you, okay?

It doesn't mean anything, of course.

I just want to show

my little brother a little something, okay?

- Okay.

[chuckles]

- Why are you laughing?

Why are you laughing? - I don't know.

'Cause he's looking at me.

- Women love when a man gives them direct eye contact.

- Yeah, we do love that.

- It sheds that first layer of defense.

Then you drop a little dialogue on them.

Selma, how come we haven't been out yet?

- I don't know.

- Now, I know you must have a man,

'cause a woman like you could not possibly be single.

- Well, as a matter of fact, I am single.

- Hmm, so, what you doing Friday night,

or what would you like to do Friday night

if you could do anything in the world?

- Hmm.

I'd go to Italy.

[both laugh]

- Well, how about dinner, Italian?

That's as close to Italy as I can get you.

- Sounds good.

- So, I'm gonna give you a call, okay?

- All right.

Can I go back to the kitchen?

- You sure can, doll. - Okay.

- Bro, you didn't even compliment her.

- You don't want to come in with too many compliments, okay?

It makes it seem like you're trying too hard.

There's two methods that work without fail.

One, direct eye contact.

Look them right in the eye. Say, "Do you have a man?

"Would you like to go out?"

The second one is, you totally ignore them.

- Yeah, I like that one.

- But you must ignore them with a purpose.

- How so?

- Well, you ignore them, but then you do subtle,

little things that you know they like,

and it confuses them.

Then you ignore them some more.

But you keep doing those little, subtle things.

Next thing you know, it intrigues them.

Then it interests them.

Next thing you know, they're asking you out.

- Ooh, I like that one. I like that one.

- No, that's way too advanced for you.

You try the direct approach.

You look them right in the eye,

and you ask them out, okay?

Now stand up.

[sighs] Make like I'm the girl.

You're gonna ask me out.

- So, um...

- What are you doing,

and what are you even looking at?

[sighs] Move back, get a little space.

Okay.

- All right, um...

I really like you, and, uh, I hope you like me, too,

'cause I like to eat and I like...

- Are you "hooked on phonics"?

[groans] Would you talk normal?

- I get tongue-tied, bro. - Gosh.

You know, I'm sorry.

I had no idea how bad this even was.

I mean, I feel like I failed you as a brother.

Look, you need to be going out on date

after date after date.

- But I don't want to be out there.

I like being in the computer lab.

- Look, the only way you gonna get a girl in the computer lab

is if you build one yourself.

- Well, actually, I have been working on...

- Look, I don't even want to hear about that, okay?

This is not "Weird Science".

You have three things to do this month.

One, go out on a date.

Two, go out on another date.

Three, go out on another date.

You hear me? I'm serious. - Okay.

- Every girl I see, no matter where she's at,

in church or in the store,

I want her to say, "I went out with your brother."

- Okay, I'll try.

- Okay, I'm gonna take this air freshener upstairs

before Patrice gets home. - All right.

- I'm not gonna fail you on this, trust me.

- Okay.

- You got a family reputation to uphold here.

Okay? - Yeah, yeah, okay.

- Come on! - All right, just go upstairs.

[grunts] - Yeah.

♪♪

- Where is he?

[door closes]

I can't believe he was messing around in your house.

- Yeah, well, I saw him flirting with her.

They were right in here, and her car is still here,

so where are they?

- No.

He wouldn't do that.

- See, I was really hoping

that my marriage wouldn't end like this.

- You know, infidelity ends a lot of marriages.

- Not infidelity, sweetheart, murder.

[cellphone beeps]

Oh! See? That's probably Mimi.

I'm gonna end this right now.

[alarm sounds] - Aah! What is that noise?

Oh, my God.

- It worked, it worked!

- Oh, so you, you are fired.

- What?!

- Oh, see, I get it.

Because you're coming from two different directions,

I'm supposed to believe that nothing is going on here?

- She heard you ask her out on a date.

- No, no, no, that-that's a misunderstanding.

- You've been messing with Selma!

- What? Are you crazy?

No, I have not!

- Deon, I heard you. I was at the door.

- Then why didn't you just come in?

- Because she came to get me for backup.

- Look, I was trying to show my brother

how to ask a woman out for a date.

- Ugh! - Really, he was.

- And you, what is that look on your face?

- I'm just glad my "nosy" app worked.

Sorry you got caught snooping, though.

- Oh, so you, you set me up?

- Miss Patrice, I would never do what you're suggesting.

- Okay, who is Mimi?

- What?

- I mean, it's all out there now.

We might as well find out who the real homewrecker is.

- Corinne, bye.

Patrice, upstairs.

Selma, would you mind taking my brother home?

- Yeah.

Just got to get my stuff. - Bye, Corinne.

- Okay, I'm ready.

- Hey, um...

Oh, s-sorry.

- Okay, are you okay? Are you ready?

- Um, where would you like to go sometimes?

- Hmm? I'm confused.

- I like your hair. Is it real?

- Yeah. What are you doing?

Oh! You practicing!

Okay, yeah, we'll do it more in the car.

Um, but let me tell you,

don't ask a woman if her hair is real.

It's rude.

- I wasn't practicing.

I really do think you're pretty.

♪♪

[telephone ringing in distance]

- Are you finally ready to apologize?

Oh.

Elena, I didn't expect to see you here.

I thought Lucas was here.

His secretary told me to come back.

- That's because I need to speak with you.

Have a seat.

- Is this about the wedding dress?

Because I know that you wanted me

to pick something out from the showroom,

but my aunt already made it, so maybe we can get

the honeymoon dress from back there.

- Sweetie, we can talk about dresses later.

I want to speak to you about my son,

my only child, whom I care for dearly.

- I care about him, too.

- Then why haven't you signed that prenuptial agreement?

[sighs] - Elena, look,

I-I just don't think that you should go

into a marriage preparing for a divorce.

- Corinne, you have it all wrong.

- How so?

- I don't wish divorce on anyone.

But my son is very young.

And although he's very mature, he's a lot like his father.

And if for some reason he should happen to slip up

and the marriage ends prematurely,

the prenuptial agreement guarantees

that you get some money.

And that way, you don't have to go to court

and fight over how much you're gonna get.

You'll know.

That way, you guys can just split up

and you can go your separate ways.

- You're already planning our divorce?

- Of course not.

But Lucas is not gonna marry you

unless you sign that prenuptial agreement,

and it's as simple as that.

And, Corinne, if you don't sign it,

it just proves that you were after his money after all.

- No, Elena, that proves nothing, okay?

I love Lucas for who he is.

- Well, then, why don't you sign the prenup?

- Because I read it,

and it said that I get $100,000 per year

we're married if something were to happen.

I don't see how you can put a price on my love.

- That's what I'm talking about.

You're ready to negotiate.

- I don't want to negotiate.

- Oh, sure, you do. Everyone wants to negotiate.

Listen, Corinne, I know you're not as sweet and naive

as Lucas thinks you are.

And you can play that little game with him, but not with me.

I'm a woman, and I know how women think.

So, what number were you thinking about?

- My God, I wasn't thinking of a number!

- $150,000? - Elena...

- $200,000? $250,000? - Elena, Elena, please stop it!

You cannot put a value on what we have.

It is priceless.

- Mastercard moments are priceless.

This is real life, Corinne.

- Well, I think I'll have this conversation with Lucas.

- What conversation?

Okay, not everybody jump at once.

- Hi, sweetie.

How was your meeting this morning?

You're back early. - Oh, it was fine.

Hey, baby. What are you doing here?

- Oh, me and your mother were just discussing the wedding.

We're talking about the options for dresses.

- Hmm, really?

- Oh, yeah. It's whatever Corinne wants.

Listen, have Hannah pull some samples

and, uh, just choose what you want.

I'll talk to you later.

Oh, and, uh, Corinne?

Pleasure, as usual.

- Are you all right?

Did my mama say something to you?

- Look... [sighs]

Lucas, I know you and your mother are extremely close,

but that woman does not care for me.

- Baby, what did she say?

- Okay, well, it's not what she says.

It's more how she says it.

I need to know that you're gonna be able to stand up for me

if I need you to.

- Baby, of course I'll stand up for you.

I love you.

And, listen, my mom,

she is just all bark and no bite, trust me.

- Don't forget about the foaming at the mouth.

- Just tell me what happened, please.

[sighs]

- We need to talk about this prenup.

- Oh, God. Did she bring that up?

- Lucas, I am not marrying your mother or this business.

I'm marrying you.

I don't see why it's so important

to decide on a number if we eventually break up.

- Baby, listen, when my dad left,

it devastated us.

I mean, he turned into a completely different person.

People change during divorce.

- I know, Lucas.

What your dad did was really awful.

But just because I sign that agreement doesn't mean

that one of us won't change if we get hurt.

We're human, Lucas.

- I know, and that's what I'm saying.

Why are you so against this?

- Well, because I see that you don't trust me,

and that just kind of hurts.

[sighs]

- Baby, I'm so sorry that you see it that way.

[scoffs]

So, what happens now?

- Well, I don't know.

I know I don't feel comfortable signing that agreement.

And your mother made it very clear

that you won't marry me unless I sign it.

- Wait, did she say that?

Listen, my mother does not control me.

- Yeah, but she controls your career and your money.

- Yeah, but not my personal life.

- I'm glad to know I fit into 1/3 of what's left.

- Listen, I will talk to my mother, okay?

But what about us?

- Do you trust me, Lucas?

- Yes, as much as I trust anyone.

[scoffs]

- That is really not good enough.

- Corinne, wait.

[sighs]

Yes, can you come to my office, please?

♪♪

- Yes, my son?

- Mom, you had no right telling Corinne

that I wouldn't marry her if she didn't sign the prenup.

- But it's true.

- Look, I want her to sign it.

But if she doesn't... - "But if she doesn't"?

That's not an option.

Lucas, we've been down this road before.

You're the heir to millions.

I'm not gonna let you throw all of this away on emotion.

- Look, Ma, I need you to stay out of it right now.

I just need to talk to her.

- Baby, if she doesn't sign this prenup,

it just means it proves what I thought,

she's trying to cash in.

- You don't know that.

- Well, I know this.

If you marry Corinne without her signing that prenup,

I'll make sure that the Board and not you

get controlling stakes in this company.

This business will continue to flourish

whether you're running it or not.

♪♪

- Why didn't you call me when you got off of work?

- Look, don't start up with me, Patrice.

- I just want to know why you didn't answer your phone.

- Because I was afraid I might say something

that I might regret.

- Whatever.

- You're something else.

Tell me something. Do I treat you bad?

- No.

- Then why are you always assuming

that I'm doing something?

- I don't know, because you're a man.

- Yes, and I'm a good man.

But I feel as though if you're gonna accuse me

of doing something all the time,

I might as well go on out there and just do it.

- Well, you know something, Deon?

You're always out, so how do I know

that you're not being tempted?

- Have you ever heard of the word "trust"?

- Women are constantly flirting with you.

- Look, I can't control what women do,

and neither can you.

But it's been me and you, Patrice,

now, and it's always going to be.

And you need to have faith in that.

And you need to stop going through my things!

If you have a problem with me,

why can't you just talk to me?

- I try to talk to you,

and you just blow me off like I'm nagging you.

- Because you are nagging me!

Instead of telling me just one time,

you got to tell me something 10 times

like I'm a child!

I get it the first time!

- Well, you don't act like it.

- Well, what do you expect me to do, just get up

and act like I'm a robot and do it immediately?

No! I get it!

And I'm always working on that.

- Fine. I will stop telling you stuff.

[scoffs]

- Have I given you a reason not to trust me?

- You were with Lisa when we first got together.

You left her for me,

so how am I to know that you're not gonna leave me

for somebody else?

- I wasn't married to Lisa.

And you need to just have faith, okay?

- No, that's not okay,

and it's not good enough.

You're out all the time.

When your phone rings,

you go into the other room to answer it.

You get text messages from women I don't know.

Come on!

You have to know that your behavior

has a direct correlation on my feelings,

and this is the exact same habits

that you had when we first got together.

- So, what, you mean to tell me

you haven't trusted me the whole four years

we've been married? - No! I mean...

yes, but... - No, which one is it?

- Deon, you know that my father cheated on my mother

their entire marriage

and she acted like she didn't see it.

Well, I'm not her.

- And I'm not him.

- Then why didn't you answer me when I asked you who Mimi is?

- I did.

I told you she is someone that I work with.

- Deon, you have never mentioned her before.

I know all the women that you work with.

- Patrice, I'm not cheating on you.

- Okay, then call her.

- What? I'm not calling her.

- Why not?

- Because you just need to believe me, that's why!

- Well, I don't.

There, I said it out loud, okay?

And the fact that you won't call her,

it just proves to me that there is something.

- No, it proves to me that you need help.

That's what it proves.

- I don't need help.

What I need is a husband who's faithful.

- Faithful?

[scoffs] I'm not faithful?

Okay, I'm not... All right.

- And you need to stop slamming doors!

♪♪

- Since you don't trust me,

I don't even know why I've been working so hard

to give you a gift you don't even deserve.

- What is this?

- Read it!

[sighs] - It's a dance-class schedule.

- How many times have you asked me to go dancing?

- I don't know. - Let's just say 20, okay?

I've been taking salsa classes.

I wanted to surprise you for our anniversary.

Mimi? That's my dance instructor.

- You're gonna take me dancing?

- I was.

- Honey, I'm sorry, okay?

I-I'm sorry that I accused you of cheating with Mimi,

and I'm-I'm sorry that I accused you

of cheating with Selma.

- How could you even think I would do such a thing?

- I don't know, you know?

You're right, okay?

I should have just come and talked to you.

I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions.

I shouldn't have gone through your phone.

I knew it was wrong when I was doing it.

I just... I became obsessed with the thought

that you were cheating on me.

- So, now you know the truth.

I have no reason to cheat on you.

- Okay. And once again,

I'm sorry.

- It just makes me so mad to think

that you don't trust me.

- Honey, I'm sorry, okay?

Really, please forgive me.

I'm gonna work on my issues.

Come here.

- So, we cool now?

You know who Mimi is?

- Yes.

And I know that I'm the only woman

that you've been with since we've been married.

- You're the only woman that I've been with

since we started dating.

And I'm the only man you've been with, so...

Right?

Patrice?

- It was before we were married.

- How much more before we were married?

- Six months.

- We were engaged for a year.

- I know.

- So, you cheated on me while we were engaged?

- Sweetheart, it was just my ex.

He wanted to get back together with me, and I...

- So, this whole time

you've been accusing me of cheating,

you were just torturing me

because of your own guilty conscience?

- I guess so.

- Why would you even tell me this now?

What am I supposed to do with this information?

- I don't know, okay?

You never asked me if I've ever been with anyone else.

- I didn't think I had to.

- Okay, I know.

And when you asked me this time, I didn't want to lie, okay?

I just wanted to start from a clean slate.

I'm sorry, and I...

It was just the one time,

and I promise that I'm gonna trust you from now on.

- You're gonna trust me?

[chuckles] You gonna trust me?

I should be the one not trusting you!

- Deon, I didn't lie to you, okay?

I just didn't tell you.

And I'm sorry.

And I promise it was just the one time.

- Look, I can't even deal with you right now, okay?

- Where are you going?

- Out, okay?

And don't wait up for me,

'cause I don't know when I'm coming back!

- Deon, please don't leave.

Deon!

♪♪

- I can't believe you cheated.

- Yeah, well, I can't believe you're gonna

walk away from Lucas.

- Do you think I should sign the prenup?

I mean, I don't want to marry a man who thinks

I'm gonna rip him off.

- Corinne, it's not your fault that he thinks that way.

I mean, look at all the women who set up men for their money.

- Yeah, but I don't act like those money-hungry women.

- Well, I'm sure they don't act money-hungry in the beginning,

but it happens all the time.

Maybe if you sign it, he won't see you that way.

- Yeah, but I want him to see me that way

without having to sign the agreement.

- Well, it doesn't work like that.

In a marriage, there is always a compromise.

- Well, I don't like it.

- Well, then, maybe you should just stay single.

- I don't want to be single for the rest of my life.

- Okay, so, then maybe you wait

until a nice, broke guy comes along.

And instead of him asking you to sign a prenup,

he asks you to co-sign his loan application.

Would you prefer that?

- My gosh, you are so extreme.

I'll stop complaining.

- What if Deon doesn't come home?

- He'll come back.

- Corinne, he was really angry.

- You cheated on him.

I can't believe you did that.

And I can't believe you kept it from me.

- Well, I mean, you know, I was ashamed of my behavior.

I didn't expect things to happen.

It just... happened.

- You sound like a man.

- Okay, so...

What if it didn't just "happen"?

What if I planned it?

I didn't tell Deon this, but I called him.

You know, I went over there with the intention

of something happening.

I didn't know what, but the intention was there.

- Oh, intentions are bad. What is wrong with you?

- I don't know, okay?

I wanted to make sure that Deon was the right one.

I wanted to make sure that I wouldn't miss being single.

It was stupid.

- Telling him was stupid.

- So, you think I shouldn't have said anything?

- Hmm, I don't know.

I mean, that's a tough one.

Do you tell your spouse about your past

if you know it's gonna ruin your future?

- Well, I always think it's best to be honest.

- It's best to be honest when it happens.

Sometimes it's best to leave things in the past.

[sighs]

- Maybe you're right.

- Yeah, I am right,

which is why you need to get it together.

Help me solve my problems.

[groans]

- What am I gonna do about Lucas?

- You're gonna sign it.

♪♪

[knock on door]

- I'll get it. - Thank you.

- Coming, coming, coming, coming, coming.

- Hey, Corinne. - Hey, Noah.

- Hey, Patrice.

Are you still mad at me?

Um, don't be mad. I have great news.

Um... where's Deon?

- Wait, he's not staying with you?

I thought he was with you guys.

- I haven't seen him since the other night.

- Corinne, where is he staying?

- Don't start, Patrice. He's probably in a hotel.

What's your news?

- I got the call from Kilgore,

and they're buying the app!

- Aah! Oh, my God!

Oh, Tinker! That's awesome!

- What's happening? What-What app?

- Um, okay. Well, Tinker created

this, um, phone-computer app.

I don't know. Let him tell you.

- Well... - You can spare me the details.

Are you getting a lot of money?

- A whole lot of money.

- Okay, well, when you meet a girl

and you want to marry her,

don't ask her to sign a prenup,

because it's rude and disrespectful.

- Okay, ignore her.

Sweetheart, congratulations!

- Thanks, thanks.

Um, but I do need your help.

- What do you need?

- There's this girl I like, but she doesn't know I like her.

- Okay, well, you should just tell her.

- She doesn't look at me like that, so...

- Well, of course she doesn't. Look at you.

I didn't mean it in a bad way.

I'm just saying, if you want to get a girl,

you're gonna have to fix yourself up.

- You think I need new clothes?

- New clothes, new shoes, new hair.

[sighs]

- And stop wearing those silly hats.

Girls want to see your face.

- Well, I need these glasses, and I like my hat, so...

- Okay, well, maybe, sweetheart,

you can update them.

- Think that'll work?

- Well, it couldn't hurt.

- Would you help me?

- Oh... [clicks tongue]

Honey, I-I can't.

You know, I have too much on my plate.

But Corinne here would be happy to help you.

- Would you help me, Corinne?

- Yes, it would definitely get my mind off Lucas right now.

- Yes, thanks! - Love to.

[chuckles]

What are you doing right now?

- Nothing. - Let's go.

- Now? - Yes, right now.

Come on. - It's gonna be fun.

- See you, Patrice.

- Congratulations, Tinker.

I'm proud of you.

[sighs]

Hi, Deon.

It's me, sweetheart.

I haven't heard from you all day,

and, um, I was just wondering if you were coming home soon.

I miss you.

♪♪

- Hmm.

That one.

- I don't think any of these are really my style.

- Noah, are you serious?

- Yeah, I mean...

- You look like a tacky little nerd.

No woman is ever gonna be able to get past

all these layers of geek

to see how cute and brilliant you really are.

- But shouldn't I want to be with someone

who wants to be with me for who I am?

- Absolutely not. - No?

- No, Noah, listen.

What I'm saying is your personality will keep her,

but your representative has to reel her in.

And right now, your representative

looks like you should be holding a sign that says,

"Will work for food." - Oh, wow.

- Is that what you want?

- Hey, I like that hat.

- Noah!

No.

Let go and let God

and a little bit of me help you out.

- ♪ I know a place where we will cry ♪

♪ but He'll wipe the tears from our eyes ♪

♪ all our fears will be all right ♪

♪ because only in him are we alive ♪

♪ oh and I ♪

♪ I know a place ♪

♪ when you reach the end of the road ♪

♪ you can't carry the weight on your own ♪

♪ Jesus will lift the weight from your soul ♪

♪ let go ♪

♪ look at his accomplishments and perfect sacrifice ♪

♪ to appease God's wrath ♪

♪ to worship him is right ♪

♪ there is no other way they're all lyin' ♪

♪ God sent his son and his son died ♪

♪ put your idols to the fire let 'em burn ♪

♪ Christ resurrected and he will return ♪

♪ God wrote the story put himself in it ♪

♪ now you and him can meet is the way that he intends it ♪

♪ so if you're lookin' for a place ♪

♪ that can take away the hurtin' ♪

♪ lookin' for a place before your situation worsens ♪

♪ lookin' for a place where the freedom is for certain ♪

♪ lookin' for escape 'cause the enemy is lurkin' ♪

♪ ooh yeah ♪

♪ should you join another church ♪

♪ maybe you are sick and tired of searchin' ♪

♪ 'cause it seems like nothin' is workin' ♪

♪ I'm here to tell you that the place is in a person ♪

♪ I know a place where we will cry ♪

♪ but He'll wipe the tears from our eyes ♪

♪ all our fears will be all right ♪

♪ because only in him are we alive ♪

♪ oh and I ♪

♪ I know a place ♪

♪ He's the son of God the father confirmed

♪ at his baptism I'm prayin' that you turn ♪

♪ turn around ♪

♪ you can have a brand-new position ♪

♪ in Christ forgiven ♪

♪ he is everything you need ♪

♪ love joy hope peace ♪

♪ come rest come rest ♪

♪ in him in him ♪

♪ let go let go ♪

♪ amen I know a place ♪

♪ where we will cry ♪

♪ but He'll wipe the tears from our eyes ♪

♪ all our fears will be all right ♪

♪ because only in him are we alive ♪

♪ oh and I ♪

♪ I know a place ♪

♪ when you reach the end of the road ♪

♪ you can't carry the weight on your own ♪

♪ Jesus will lift the weight from your soul ♪

♪ let go ♪

♪ I'm letting go ♪

♪ letting go ♪

♪ I'm letting go ♪

♪ I'm letting go letting go ♪

♪ letting go ♪

♪ I can't do it on my own ♪

♪ I'm letting go ♪

♪ he's on the throne ♪

♪ neither can you on the throne ♪

♪ let go let go ♪

♪ on the throne he's on the throne ♪

♪ he's on the throne ♪

♪ on the throne on the throne ♪

♪ he's on the throne ♪

♪ be free ♪

♪♪

[telephone rings]

- Phoebe!

- Elena!

- Oh, my goodness.

I've missed you!

- Oh, I missed you, too, Elena.

- Listen, listen. So, are you back for good?

- I don't know, maybe.

I mean, I love working in Paris, of course,

and it was great for my career,

but I kind of just miss my family.

- I know, well, we're glad to have you back.

- Thanks.

Hey, um... you know, although Lucas and I didn't work out,

I was kind of hoping I could still do

the fall fashion show.

- Absolutely, absolutely.

- Great.

- You know, Lucas isn't married yet,

and you never know.

Might still be sparks.

[laughs] - Really?

You think so?

- Well, I certainly hope so.

But at any rate, I'm glad that you're back.

And listen, I haven't started booking any models yet,

so I'll-I'll sign you in, okay?

- Okay, thanks, Elena. - Okay.

- Oh, look!

I did this photo spread with Pierre Moreau.

- Oh, Pierre! Oh, my God. - Yes.

- He's one of my favorites.

- Mine too. How fabulous are these?

- Listen, he was always good at this.

He was the absolute best. - I love this one.

- Um, excuse me, this is still my office, isn't it?

- Hi, baby.

- Hey, Phoebe.

What you doing here?

- I came to see you.

- Isn't that nice, Lucas? She came to see you.

- Uh, Mom, could you excuse us a second, please?

- Oh, sure, sure.

Absolutely.

And, Phoebe, it's good to see you again.

- You too. - All right.

And you look amazing!

- Thanks, Elena. - Talk later, okay?

- Okay.

- Doesn't she look amazing?

- Well...

You look good.

- Thanks.

So, um, why are you here again?

- Well, I just got back from Paris,

and, um, of course, I wanted to let your mom know

that I'm available for work.

- Oh, okay, so...

why are you in my office?

- Well, I wanted to see you.

You know, Lucas...

I miss you.

- Phoebe, we haven't talked in like three years.

- So, does that mean you miss me, too?

- Not at all.

[scoffs] - Really?

You don't miss anything about me?

- Phoebe, look, you look good,

but... I moved on.

[scoffs] - You moved on?

Let me see.

[gasps] Oh, look, no ring.

So, listen, how about this?

I say me and you go to dinner,

have a couple drinks,

and if there's nothing there, then I'll move on.

[sighs]

- Phoebe, you moved on when you went to Paris.

- Lucas, I had to work.

Now, look, Lucas, I know you make

more than enough money to take care of me,

but you know me.

I don't want anybody to take care of me.

Now I make enough money to take care of both of us.

- Uh, what do we have here?

- Hey, hey, baby.

- Phoebe. - Oh, Phoebe,

the infamous supermodel. I've heard a lot about you.

[chuckles] - And you are?

- Uh, this is, um...

- "Um"? - Look, b-baby,

I know this looks weird. Trust me.

But I didn't even know Phoebe was back in town.

- Hmm, no, no.

I know looks can be deceiving,

but I think this is exactly what it looks like.

- Yeah, a-and I don't, um...

I don't know what was going on.

- Shh, Lucas.

Now, the situation can play out one of two ways right now.

I could storm out of here, accuse you of cheating,

and run home and cry myself to sleep,

or it could play out like this.

Phoebe...

I'm sure you realize that Lucas is a good man,

and I know you know now more than ever

that he's not yours.

[laughs]

But, Lucas, there are some things

that I just won't accept from my loved ones.

Dishonesty, infidelity, and humiliation.

Now, I realize that there's always gonna be

some long-legged beauty in your face,

but don't you ever get so mesmerized

by the woman in your ear

that you forget about the one that's in your heart.

If you're gonna be with me,

my name always better be on the tip of your tongue.

Oh, Phoebe...

I'm Corinne, his fiancée.

[laughs]

- Rawr!

She's a little spunky one, isn't she?

- Yes, she is.

- So, anyway, um... dinner?

Is tonight good for you?

- Oh, um, actually, no.

Tonight is not good. No dinner.

Um, Phoebe, you look good.

You look real good.

And you can do whatever you want to do with my mom.

But me and you? We're done.

So, if you'll excuse me, um, I got to get back to work.

[chuckles]

Oh, yeah. You can go now.

[sighs] Call this.

Hello, yeah, I'm calling to check on an order.

Okay.

♪♪

- Lucas.

I just saw Phoebe leave.

She looked upset. What'd you say to her?

- That's none of your business, Ma.

- What?

- Ma, listen,

I never thought I'd say this to you,

but now that I'm grown, I'm really starting to see

why dad had such a problem being with you.

- You're out of line, Lucas.

- Then that makes two of us.

- You will not talk to me like that.

- Look, Ma, I mean no disrespect.

Now, listen, I love you, but I'm not 10 years old.

And I love my position here.

But if you ever use that against me,

you won't have to fire me. I'll walk away,

because no job is worth my dignity.

- Lucas, I'm just looking out for you.

- No, Ma, you're looking out for yourself.

- I just don't want you making anymore mistakes.

You just don't understand.

- Ma, I understand that I'm a direct reflection of you.

So, if I'm so messed up,

then you must not think a lot about yourself.

- Lucas...

I just want you to make the right decisions in life.

You only have one time to get it right.

- Ma, I'm so glad God does not think like you.

♪♪

[knock on door]

- Coming!

[sighs]

Lucas, what are you doing here?

- I was hoping Corinne was over here.

She ain't at home, and I've been calling her phone

and she hasn't answered all day.

- Well, I haven't talked to her today.

Come on in.

So, is everything okay?

You want something to drink?

- No, I'm good.

- What happened?

- Corinne came by the office today

and... saw me with Phoebe.

- Phoebe?

Oh, that Phoebe.

Lucas, how could you do that?

- I didn't.

Look, Phoebe came by to ask me out,

and before I got to tell her about Corinne,

she walked in.

- Oh, God, she must have been devastated.

Was she crying? I should call her.

- Nah, actually, it was the total opposite.

She told me I need to get it together,

told me she wasn't about to tolerate no disrespect.

- Really? - Yeah.

I ain't never seen her like that before.

- Well, maybe she was in a state of hysteria.

- No, she was actually very lucid.

- That's interesting.

- Look, before all this prenup stuff,

me and Corinne never argued about nothing.

I mean, she's so easygoing. That's what I love about her.

- Well, don't mistake her kindness for weakness.

I mean, yeah, Corinne will smile at you

and quote scriptures while she's burning

your house to the ground.

- Yeah, I saw a glimpse of that today.

[laughs] - Well, that's good.

You should really know who you're gonna marry.

- Yeah, but you got to know that this prenup

don't have nothing to do with how much I love her.

- So, if she doesn't sign it, will you still marry her?

- Of course.

You know what my problem was?

I was trying to appease everybody.

And now I know I can't do that.

But I didn't really even think it was that big of a deal.

- Oh, anytime you put a dollar amount

on a woman's love, it is a big deal.

- Look, I know Corinne did not get with me for my money.

I know that.

But people do change.

- Sometimes, but most of the time, people don't change.

We just take forever before we see them

for who they really are, and then it's too late.

[sighs]

Corinne and I are very blessed.

We both have good men.

- Just hope I ain't messed that up.

- Hmm, you ain't telling me nothing.

- What?

- Oh, nothing.

You know, listen, Lucas, honestly,

I think it's a good thing for you guys

to have this test of trust before you get married.

- Yeah, I guess.

- No, you see, most people experience this kind of thing

after they're married,

but the more trials you have before you say, "I do,"

I think it makes for a stronger marriage.

I mean, think of this as, like, superglue

over your relationship.

- Wait, so, you don't think I was wrong?

- Well, was this something that you believed in,

or were you influenced?

- Impressions can definitely become your reality.

- Okay, but thoughts

get their seeds from somewhere.

- But how do we decipher that, though?

- Ask God for a really good filter.

[laughing] - Okay.

Where Deon at?

- Oh, yeah. You've been so busy

with your own drama that you haven't had time

to tune in to my soap opera.

Um, well, I'm not gonna go into the details,

but Deon and I are at war,

and it is all my fault.

- Finally, a woman who admits to her mistakes.

You know, y'all are really bad with that.

- Well, yeah, we could do better.

- No, I mean, y'all, like, terrible...

Like, over the top with it.

- Okay, Lucas! I get it.

♪♪

- Are you hungry? Did you eat?

[knock on door] Oh, excuse me.

[sighs]

- Hey, I saw Lucas' car.

- He's here looking for you.

- Hey, baby, I've been trying to call you all afternoon.

- I know, I-I was at the lawyer's office all day.

- A lawyer?

Is everything all right?

- Yes, actually,

I found out that my uncle left me some property

down in Mississippi,

so I was down there signing the paperwork.

- And that took all afternoon?

- No, but this did.

When I told my lawyer about the prenup,

he informed me that I should have one drawn up, too.

So I did.

- Uh, Corinne...

You don't have any money.

- I know. That's what I said.

But then I found out that prenups

just don't deal with money.

They're just terms that the parties agree to

before they marry.

- Hey, is this a joke?

- It is most certainly not a joke.

- Yeah, but it don't make any sense.

- Okay, I'm gonna leave you...

two alone. - It makes perfect sense.

- I'm gonna head upstairs, yeah.

- No, no, no, no.

No, Patrice, I want you to stay.

I want you to do the honors.

- See, Corinne, I don't really want to get involved...

- Do the honors! Please?

Thank you.

[sighing] Okay.

[clears throat]

Uh, "Should either spouse be unfaithful,

"the spouse who committed the infidelity

"must pay $500,000 in cash or assets."

- What? What's so crazy about that?

Keep reading.

- Uh, "If couple is to bear children,

"they will receive joint custody."

- Man, let me see this.

See, there's what I'm talking about, right here.

"Husband is not allowed to watch more than one football game

"on Sundays during football season"?

"And the family is required to take at least one vacation

a year without the attendance of husband's mother"?

Now... that's a good one.

- See? - Yeah, but-but this one ain't.

"Husband is not allowed to exceed 50 pounds over

"his approved doctor body weight.

"And if so, husband is required to have a physical trainer

"five days a week throughout a 90-day period of time.

"And if the husband's weight continues to increase,

"he must pay $10,000 for every pound he's overweight"?

Baby, what is this?

- What? It's my incentive to keep you healthy.

- Okay, so, what about your body weight?

- Uh, it's definitely not my fault that you didn't think

to put these particulars in your agreement.

- Okay, uh, you know what? I'm gonna go.

- So, you're serious about this?

- Yes, I mean,

you got to state the things that were important to you,

so those are the things that are important to me.

- Okay, so, what about all the other crazy...

Okay, I-I get it.

You did it to prove a point.

- No, actually, it's quite the opposite.

So, I did my research on prenuptials,

and I looked up both the good and the bad.

And now I just realize that they're

just people's expectations of one another.

I definitely should not be entitled

to your mother's legacy because of my vengeance,

and you shouldn't be able to take my property

because things don't work out.

- Okay, so, what about all the other crazy stuff?

- They're my expectations.

Couples never discuss these kind of things

before something goes wrong.

- Okay,

I know that it sounds ideal,

but why put it on the agreement?

- It's just a formality.

I feel like we should just get everything

out there in the open

so that we can never look back and say,

"You never told me that."

- Yeah, but you expect me to stay in shape?

[chuckles] - Okay.

Well, actually, there is a clause in there

about unforeseen physical disabilities,

right there.

But other than that, yeah, I'm very serious.

- Okay, so, I should just go back to my agreement

and add some stuff that you should do

with your wifely duties.

- Hmm, you could do that,

only I signed the agreement and notarized it already.

- Wait, you signed it?

- Yeah, I had my lawyers look over it

when I-I gave it to you.

- I didn't even open it.

I thought you just gave it back to me unsigned.

- Tsk, oh, Lucas.

I love you.

I would never let this agreement come between

what we have, ever. Ever.

- So, this prenup... - Mm-hmm?

- You're serious about this?

- Very.

In fact, I already had a copy sent to your lawyer.

[both chuckle] - Girl, you are a mess.

- I know I'm a mess, but I'm your mess,

and I know you love it. - I do.

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

- Now, uh, let's go get all this stuff down on paper

so I can really see how crazy you are.

[laughs] - Okay, okay.

That sounds good.

- Come on, let's go home.

- I'm just gonna stay behind and say bye to Patrice,

so I'll meet you over there.

- Okay. - Okay?

[sighing] - Oh, boy.

[chuckles]

- Patrice!

Patrice!

- You rang? - Yes.

I just wanted to say bye because I'm about to go home.

- Oh, okay.

- What?

What? - I'm just... I'm proud of you.

- What did I do?

- Well, you're not even married, and yet you're showing me

what being married is all about.

- Mmm, well, I've learned a lot from you

over these years, so thank you.

- You're welcome. - You're the bestest.

[chuckles]

- I just kind of watched your screw-ups

over the years and just, you know, do the opposite.

- What? [chuckles]

- No, but, seriously, Patrice,

you shouldn't beat yourself up so bad,

because I've learned so much over the years

about love and marriage from you.

You've taught me a ton.

- Yeah, well...

Deon hasn't been home in two days,

and he hasn't called.

- He'll be back home.

But when he comes back home, just know that

you're gonna have to do everything he asks of you.

- Everything?

- E-e-e-e-e-verything.

Mm-hmm. [chuckles]

- Good night, I love you. - Good night, I love you.

It'll be... Mmm.

- Here.

[sighing] - But just know that...

When it's all good, it's give-and-take.

But when you've messed up...

You got to take what you can get.

[chuckles] - Mm-hmm.

- Think about it.

♪♪

♪♪

- Hi, Miss Patrice.

- Hi, Selma.

- You're home late.

- Oh, it's the end of a very long day.

- I'm almost done.

- Oh, you know what? I need to get you a check.

- Oh, I need one from last week, too.

Mr. Deon didn't write it for me.

- Oh, right.

You know what, um, Selma?

I want to apologize to you for my behavior last week.

- It's okay. - No, it's not.

You've been coming here once a week for the last two years.

I've helped you with your homework.

You've talked to me about boys you like.

I know you. I was being ridiculous,

and I'm sorry you had to see me act like that.

- No, I-I'm glad I did.

I actually enjoyed it.

- What?

- I just thought you were perfect,

and-and seeing you...

like that, it-it kind of

made it good

that you have some flaws, too.

[laughing]

- Oh, my gosh. Well, uh, yeah.

I'm-I'm a hot mess, and I am far from perfect.

- Doesn't look like it from my perspective.

- Well, trust me, I've been living with myself

for a very long time, and, uh...

I have a lot of flaws.

- Well, seeing you jealous like that,

it was a relief, 'cause it's hard enough

being a single pre-med student,

but trying to be like you is nearly impossible.

- Wow, you're trying to be like me.

- Yeah. [chuckles]

You went from hospital to private practice in four years.

You have articles written about you,

and you manage to have a successful marriage.

Some women have a great career but no husband or vice versa.

You have it all,

and you did it all by the time you were 35.

Yeah, I want to be like you when I'm your age.

- Whew. Selma, life is funny.

[chuckles]

[clears throat]

Sweetheart, I am flattered that you want to be like me,

but I am far from perfect.

Oh, I'm... I get jealous.

I'm insecure about my looks.

I wonder if my husband is gonna tire of me.

You know, I wonder if I've waited

too long to have children.

And right now...

I wonder if Deon is ever gonna come home again.

[door closes]

- Well, that's one less thing you have to worry about.

- Baby, I'm-I'm so sorry.

Please forgive me.

- We need to talk.

- I'm gonna finish in the kitchen.

[sighs] - Okay.

You know, those four words together are like death.

- We have to.

[sighs] - Honey, I am very sorry,

and I'm very ashamed of my behavior.

- What makes you think I'm gonna get tired of you?

- I don't know.

I'm getting older. I'm always exhausted.

It's starting to show around my eyes.

You know, men trade in their wives

for newer, younger models all the time.

- And so do women.

I mean, you don't think I have those same thoughts?

But it doesn't help me to know that you were

with somebody right before we got married.

- Baby, I'm sorry about that. I just...

- No, listen, please, don't say another word, okay?

[sighs]

Look, if there's any other little secrets

that you might have

before we said our "I dos," please just do me a favor.

Keep them to yourself.

[sighs] - Honey, there's nothing.

I promise.

Do you forgive me?

[scoffs] - I have to.

'cause I'm not gonna let this ruin us.

- I promise...

No more secrets and no more snooping.

- Baby, I love you.

And we're gonna be together.

We're gonna talk through the rough times.

But you have to stop worrying.

[chuckles] - I'm trying.

- You do believe that God brought us together, right?

- Right.

- Then you have to have faith that God

is gonna take care of us.

And that our marriage is a blessing, baby.

And if you don't believe that, it's never gonna work.

- Okay.

I will work on putting all my trust in God.

- Good.

- And in the meantime...

I'm gonna go see a therapist.

- That is even better.

[laughter]

- Honey, I love you so much.

- I love you, too, baby.

- I missed you.

♪♪

- I cannot believe that you thought

I was messing around with Selma.

I mean, come on. She's a child.

[sighs]

- Well, so are Hugh Hefner's girlfriends,

but that doesn't stop him.

- Speaking of which, they did call me the Black Hef

back in the day.

- Oh, hush, please.

Selma!

- You call me? - Yeah, you can go home.

I'm gonna go get your check.

- Selma, I'm sorry.

I put you in a really awkward situation last week.

- It's okay, no problem.

I think your brother's cute.

I enjoy talking to him.

I tried to give him some pointers

when I was driving him home,

but he just kept laughing.

- Yeah, well, you know, science, technology,

that's his thing.

Girls has never been his strong suit.

[footsteps approaching]

- Are you two talking about Tinker?

- Would you stop calling him "Tinker"?

- Wait a minute. Have you talked to him?

- About what?

- They called. They want to buy his app!

- Are you serious?! - Yes! Yes!

[knock on door]

Oh, I'm gonna see who's at the door.

Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to present to you

Noah, the nerd formerly known as "Tinker."

- Hmm, check me out. Check me out, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

[thump] - Sweetheart, are you okay?

- Yeah, guess I better put these back on.

New frames, though.

- Oh, those are nice.

You look very handsome. - Thanks.

- Except for the backpack.

- Oh, I like my backpack.

- You look like a whole new person.

- Oh, thanks.

- A new, hot person. - Thanks.

- So, I heard about Kilgore.

- Yeah, man. Can you believe it?

- Of course I can believe it, man.

You're brilliant, and you're my brother.

- Think it's gonna be a great venture.

- I think so. - The merging of two brands,

if you will. [chuckles]

- Uh, Deon, you know, we need to go

take a look at that thing in the kitchen.

- What's in the kitchen?

- You and I are in the kitchen.

- Okay, we... All right.

- Hey, I'm really digging your new look.

- Thank you, uh, digging your new look, too.

- I wear this all the time.

- Oh, well, maybe it's the glasses

that give me a different perspective

on things, yeah.

- Oh, so, I look different?

- Yeah, you look a little more dirty than usual,

but I guess that's different.

- Okay.

It's really good to hear about your-your computer stuff.

- Yeah, thanks. Thanks.

- Yeah, you know what?

You should make a program where I can say, "learn,"

and then, automatically, my coursework

is programmed into my head.

- I don't think that's possible.

- It was a joke, Noah.

- Oh, it was a joke.

Sure is funny. - Yeah.

- I just didn't get it. Sorry.

- It's all right. - Hey, um, Noah,

have you, uh, celebrated your new achievement yet?

- No, I haven't. I haven't.

- Oh, well, um, I think that the four of us

should go out and paint the town.

- Yeah. - I think that's a great idea.

- Sounds like a good idea. - I like that, let's do that.

- Where would you like to go?

- Wait a minute. Babe, darn it.

You... We have that thing tonight.

- Oh, yeah, right. We have that thing.

- That thing? - Yeah, but you know what?

We'll reschedule, the four of us,

but the two of you should go out tonight.

- On us.

- Yeah, on us. Great idea, honey.

- Yeah, I like that. - Here you go.

- Okay, yeah, thank you.

- And they may want to see a movie.

Give them more money.

- Yeah, more money. Yes, yes.

- Yeah. - Yeah, all right.

Here you go. - Yeah, I'm hungry.

- Oh, yeah, oh, yeah. Thanks.

- I just have to go home and change first.

- Okay. - You want to ride with me

and then go get something to eat?

- Yeah, I'd like that.

- All right.

- That sounds like a very good idea, Tinker.

- Tinker? I like that.

[chuckles] Can I call you "Tinker"?

- Yeah.

- Okay, cool. - Thanks.

- You ready to go, Tinker?

- Let's go. - All right.

- All right, you two. Have a good time.

- Bye.

- You know, that could be very interesting.

- I cannot believe that my little bro is going out

on his first date.

- Well, you know what? I think that

that is sweet, especially during this day and age.

You know, he's gonna make someone

a very nice husband one day.

- Well, I'm just glad that he's focused.

You know, and it's actually good that maybe

he hasn't dated before,

because, you know, women can be a very big distraction.

You know, I'd probably be the next Steve Jobs

if I hadn't met you in college.

- Oh, please.

More like Steve no-jobs,

especially when I had to do all your essays for you.

- That was just a ploy

to get you to spend more time with me.

- I'm sure all your professors were in on this ploy, as well,

because you almost failed American Lit.

- It was all part of the act, baby.

- Okay, baby. All right.

Now, you know, I know I spoiled the surprise a little bit,

but are you still taking dance classes?

- No, I finished last week.

- So, when can we go dancing? Tonight?

- I'm really not in the mood.

- Oh, okay.

- You know, I'm still a little upset

that you went through my stuff.

- I understand.

- You know, I'm go upstairs and, um, do a little work, okay?

- Okay, uh, you know, I'll just start dinner.

[sighs]

[drums beating rhythmically]

Babe? What's with the music?

♪♪

- May I?

[chuckles]

- Would you let me lead?

- Okay, but you're not leading right.

- You're stepping on my feet.

- Oh, I'm sorry, honey.

[sighs] - Wait, who are you calling?

- Mimi.

- What?! Why are you calling Mimi?

- I'm gonna schedule you some dance classes.

You're not gonna embarrass me.

- Oh, babe, are we gonna take dance class together?

- No, I'm in the advanced class.

You're starting off in beginners.

- Oh, well, excuse me.

- Mimi?

- Tell Mimi you'll call her back

and dance with your wife.

- What are you talking about?

♪♪

Uh-oh, uh-oh. - What?

- You can freestyle, but that's about it.

[chuckles] Uh-oh.

- Mimi, forget about that, okay?

I got this covered.

♪♪

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