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I cannot be worried about Zac day and night.

-I'll find him. -We'll all find him.

If y'all see Jeremiah, can you please just--

You'll be the first to know.

[Zac] Previously on Zatima.

Did Jeremiah come back over there?

I got him with me right now.

I'm about to take him back to Belinda's spot.

You seen Jeremiah? He hit Fatima.

If you fight him and he dies,

your ass going to jail for murder.

-Where is he? -Zac, you're not doing this.

I'm going to speak to my brother.

I can't let you do that, man. Zac, just--

-Relax, relax! -[Fatima] Stop him!

Zac!

[gunshots]

Oh, shit, Fatima! Yo.

Stay down, everybody, stay down!

-What is happening? -Who is shooting?

Jeremiah's shooting.

-What the hell, man? -Go talk to him.

-What the hell? -What?

Hey, maybe you can talk him down.

-I don't know that, nigga. -I'm talking to Tony.

You're the one that brought him here, Nathan.

You're gonna take your ass back there and talk to him.

-I ain't going up there. -Stay down.

Everybody, stay down.

-Yo, he shot at you? -Yes, he shot at him!

-Damn! -Where'd he get a gun from?

Shit! That must be my gun, y'all.

There's a crackhead with a gun? Somebody call the police!

-I already did, Angela. -No, no!

-Whoa, you did? -Yes.

Yo, I can't be here.

What the fuck are you talking about?

You know I can't be here when the cops come.

That's some of that bitch-ass shit, Nathan!

I ain't going to jail for you.

I can't believe he fucking shot at me.

-I can't believe he shot at me. -Baby, are you okay?

No, that motherfucker shot at me.

-[Fatima] Zac. -[Zac] I got you.

-No, no, baby, please. Zac. -No, he tried to kill me.

-My own brother. -Where are you going?

-Hey, you stay with her. -[Fatima] No, no, no.

-If you go, I'm going, Zac. -No, no, no.

-Just let me handle this. -No. If you go, I'm going.

I mean it!

If something happens to you and this baby, I won't be the same.

Zac, I mean it. It's this or us.

[music]

? Love ain't perfect

? We still work it

? Ain't gonna be what we see on TV ?

? But it's damn sure worth it

? Uh-huh Love ain't perfect ?

? But we still work it

? Don't gotta be what we see on IG ?

? 'cause we still worth it Uh-huh ?

? Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah ?

? Do, do, do, do, do We still work it ?

-Come on, Fatima. -Don't touch me!

-Y'all take her outside. -No!

-Fatima, come on. -Stop it!

Don't touch me.

Where's your gun? Where's your gun?

-I don't have it! -Why don't you have your gun?

-I'm trying to be better. -Oh, shit.

-Take her outside. -We're all going.

-Damn it, no! -Come on.

-Zac! -No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

-Get off of me! -No, Fatima.

Get off of me! Zac!

Let her go, let her go! He's gone, he's gone, he's gone.

-What? How? -Out the window.

Oh, I bet this nigga stole all my shit!

Fuck!

Yo, fuck her shit. Y'all all right?

Whoo.

[Tony] Damn.

-Is this what you're gonna do? -Me?

I didn't do nothin'. He started it.

Zac, this is why I didn't want to tell you.

-Look at this! -Fatima, come on, man.

-I didn't even do-- -No. No, Zac.

If this is the way you wanna live,

then do it without me.

Fatima, come on.

Oh, my God! This nigga stole all my shit!

[Fatima] I've gotta get out of here.

-He stole my fuckin' rent money. -What?

-What the fuck am I gonna do? -How you gonna be mad at me?

I'm sorry.

Look, you better find this son of a bitch.

? I'm gonna find him, all right? ?

Yeah, when you do, his ass is going to jail.

Stealing my shit. Fuck!

-My rent money is gone! -You left it out?

-No, I didn't leave it out! -Then where was it?

Why does it matter?

I hid it in the fucking bookshelf.

-He found that shit that quick? -Damn.

I guess fucking junkies can smell money.

I just know you better find his ass and get my money.

All right, okay. I will.

-Let's go. Come on. -[Tony] Okay.

Neither one of us gonna have nowhere to stay if you don't

-find it. -I'ma find it.

-I'm serious. -All right.

-[Nathan] Come on. -Fuck.

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-Yeah. See, I like this. -Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

This is great. This way it all works out.

Yeah, I see.

Okay, well, I mean, contract, straightforward?

Yeah. I'll get my lawyer to look it over.

Okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And um...

I just wanna thank you again, Preston for this bail out.

Okay, let's get one thing straight.

This is not a bail out. I expect my return on this.

Yeah. Of course. And you'll get it.

[door closes]

Okay.

-Hey. -What's up?

Hey, Zac. You okay?

-Yeah, we've been calling you. -I need a minute.

Okay.

No, no, not you. You.

But Zac, I have the contract ready.

Yo, yo, yo, did I not-- Come on, man.

I need you to leave.

-I'm really sorry. -[Zac] Bryce, come on, man.

I am, man. I'm sorry.

The fuck are you not understanding about me

-saying I need you to leave? -All right, all right.

Hey, hey, hey. Just, Bryce, go ahead.

Okay.

Like, I'm happy you're okay, dude, but you're still

on my shit list, and I-- I gotta talk to Preston.

-It's all right. -Sorry, man.

I just-- I'm good.

-You okay? -Man.

-What is it? -Man.

Okay. All right.

Hey, just take a deep breath. Talk to me.

-It's my brother. -What did he do?

He attacked Fatima for some fucking money.

-Are you serious? -He's on all sorts of shit, bro.

Damn.

-Then he shot at me. -He what?

I know. I know, this shit sounds--

Yeah. Crazy, yeah. Just a little.

I'm so fucking mad right now I could kill him.

Okay, well, calm down. Calm down.

I can understand how that would make anybody mad.

This nigga shot at me, bro.

-I get it. -I've been dealing with this

my whole en-- Oh, my gosh.

I could fucking kill him right now.

-Okay. Well, look-- -And Fatima's mad as hell at me.

Whoa, whoa. Why is she mad at you?

'Cause I-- It's a long story, bro.

Okay, look, this what we gonna do.

We're gonna get out of here, okay?

-Where we gonna go, Preston? -We're gonna go to a bar.

We're gonna have a drink, or two, or three.

And we're gonna talk this out.

It's not gonna work for me. I don't need to talk to nobody.

-Listen-- -It's not gonna work for me.

A good drink and a good conversation always helps.

Okay?

I just need a minute. Just give me a minute.

[Preston] Whatever you need. I'll be waiting in the hallway.

Okay.

It's gonna be all right.

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Hey. I overheard.

Okay, well, don't let him overhear you overhearing.

Okay, okay. Here. Take this.

-What's this? -That's his therapist,

Dr. Reid's number.

You should give him a call and have him meet you at the bar.

-He has a therapist? -Yeah, but don't tell him

I gave you his number.

Yeah. No problem.

I know he can help.

-Thanks. -Yeah.

So we'll go over the contract tomorrow?

-Yeah. -Okay.

Tomorrow's fine.

Okay. I'm gonna get out of here because I'm the last person

he wants to see, I'm sure.

Yeah, that might not be a bad idea.

Okay, okay. Good luck.

See you later.

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? All day All night ?

? I get to the wallet Topper ?

[indisctinct party chatter]

-Girl. -Are you kidding me?

-What the hell is going on? -Having a damn party.

Oh, my God. What the hell?

Look, Angela, I'm not in the mood for her shit.

I know. I know, Fatima.

It's okay. I'll handle this, okay?

-Angela. -I will.

I'll handle it.

All right, 'cause you know if I ever go in there--

Yeah. Please don't, Fatima. I got this, okay?

And I'll park the cars and everything, okay?

-[Fatima] Thank you. -Just go inside.

[Fatima] Shit. Move!

[Angela] Again.

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? I'm gonna get to it all All night, yeah ?

-Hey, what's up? -What the hell?

-What? -What are you doing here?

-I was invited to the party. -Oh see, what the hell?

-Hey, Shawn. I see you, baby. -Hey, what's up?

-What's up? -You know her?

-[Shawn] Yeah. -Okay, see, I'm done with you.

-What? Why? -You messin' with her, too?

Oh baby, uh-uh. I don't do broke-ass men, okay?

-Atlanta's just too small. -Look, I'm just--

No, no. Get up out of my face.

-Damn, you see how she does me? -You love that shit.

-[Shawn] Yeah, I do. -[Deja] You do.

-[Shawn] I do. -What you even doing here?

-I'm actually here to spare you. -Girl, you wasn't invited.

-Yeah, I know that. -So spare me the door.

Listen, Fatima is not in the mood for this--

That bitch ain't never in the motherfuckin' mood.

You got all these people in here being loud

and you got her driveway blocked.

So what? It's my birthday.

It ain't-- Girl, I don't give a damn, okay?

Get these people up out of here.

These people ain't goin' nowhere.

Okay. Then she gonna call the police.

Okay. Well, tell her to do what she got to do

because the music ain't even that damn loud.

Well, then she can call her cousin.

I don't give a fuck.

Tell her to call Madam because she ain't gonna get

over here in time. And you know, while she at it,

you might as well tell Fatima to fight her own issues, okay?

And I can take your man.

Please. I tried to warn you.

You think I won't?

No dogs allowed, babe.

Now what the fuck you gonna do with that?

Bitch, that's an expensive-ass speaker!

My sugar daddy bought me that speaker.

[glass breaks]

Fatima, don't start that bullshit.

It's my birthday, okay? Yo, this bitch is fuckin' crazy.

Hold this for me.

Yo, get your friend. You can get the fuck out!

You weren't even invited.

Don't just be coming up in my house breaking up shit

and think that you're not finna to clean this shit up!

Yo, Angie! Get your bitch!

Everybody, get out of here! Shut the fuck up!

[Deja] No, no. We're still partying.

[Fatima] What'd I say?

We still turnt it up. Don't worry about her.

Just ignore this bitch. Now why you gots to do that?

Get out! What the fuck did I say?

What is wrong with you? Yo, you're really gonna

come up in here and try to ruin my birthday like this?

No, no, no, not the lamp! This my mama--

My mama got me this lamp. Put is down.

My mama bought me this lamp. Let it go!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Don't worry about this crazy bitch, okay?

We still having fun.

-Call me bitch one more time. -Bitch!

Yeah, everybody on the count of three.

One, two, three. Bitch!

Bitch, bitch, bitch. I can make a beat out of it.

What the fuck!

What the fuck is your problem, you crazy bitch?

How about that one? Damn!

Okay, Fatima, fine. You proved your point, okay?

You can go now. What are you doing?

-Leave my cake. -Fatima. Girl, calm down.

Exactly. Listen to your friend.

She the one who clearly got some damn sense.

My grandmama made me that cake. Leave the cake alone.

Leave it alone!

It's a symbol of all the money I made this year!

I didn't even get to make a wish, yet!

No! Look, we gonna call it even. You can just get the fuck out.

Not my fucking cake! No!

I said this fucking party is over!

Damn. And I was gonna eat that.

Oh, that's the vanilla sweet butter cream

that my grandma made us. It's her famous cake!

-The fuck is your problem? -[Angela] Fatima, calm--

-Shit. -Actually, it tastes disgusting.

Oh!

I'm not fuckin' playing with you.

Why the fuck are y'all still sittin' here?

It's time for y'all to get the fuck on.

Get out! Go! Okay, fine. All right? Fine!

You fuckin' win, okay? You ruin every fuckin' thing!

And you can get the fuck out and I'm sure you've got a

cleaning crew or somebody that can come get this shit up!

'Cause I can't clean it up! I got a bad back!

Fuckin' crazy bitch.

Look at my house. Look at my fuckin' house.

You wanna see crazy?

-Fatima-- -Let's go.

You done did it now. Shit.

No. Leave my car alone! That's candy paint!

I was gonna eat that cake, shit.

You need to get these people out of here.

She can't be doing this shit, okay?

-I'm gonna call the police. -Call whoever you want,

but I'm telling you, you gotta get these people

out of here faster than this.

Look, I ain't scared of no damn Fatima, okay?

You ain't seen crazy yet. I'm trying to tell you.

How much crazier can the bitch be?

Shit.

You don't listen. Shut up!

-You don't fuckin' listen! -Damn, sorry. Damn.

I'm sick of your shit, Deja.

Move!

I tried to tell you.

What kind of car is this?

-I'm sick of your fucking shit! -Okay, I'm sorry!

I'm sick of your fucking shit!

If you don't want a homicide, I suggest you go inside

and stay quiet.

Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, okay? Shit.

Wait, wait, wait. Hey, hey, hey,

it's my friend's car. It's my frien--

I'll move it. I'll move it.

Get the fuck out of here!

I'm going, I'm going, I'm going.

Fatima, it's okay. She's in the house now.

-Angela, I can't take this shit! -I know.

Fatima, calm down. Go inside, okay?

Fuck. What the fuck you still doin' here?

-They're leaving, Fatima. -Shit!

-Ang-- -I got it. Shit. Go!

What the fuck are y'all still doing here?

Get out of here! Shit.

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-[Preston] Man, yeah. -So that's what he did.

Well, you know, I'm certain Fatima wouldn't want you

to go after him like that.

I know she didn't, but what am I supposed to do?

-Well-- -Well, what?

-Zac, man-- -Oh, shit.

Hi.

-You invited him? -Bryce gave me his number.

Damn.

Well, look, I'm gonna let you two talk.

Drinks are on me.

Thanks, buddy.

Look, now is really not the right time.

Why don't you think so?

I really don't feel like thinking straight.

-That's good. -What?

That you know that you don't wanna think clearly.

No, I don't.

I just wanna bust his fuckin' head open.

Who's his?

Don't play. I know they caught you up.

-Your brother's? -Yes.

-So Fatima called you, too? -No, Bryce did.

I wish he would just mind his fuckin' business.

They are just looking out for you.

They care.

You know he took a shot at me, right?

-Well, I-- -You know it's true, right?

Okay. Are you gonna talk or can I talk?

Do your thing. Do your thing, Doc, yeah.

I just want you to take a couple of moments.

In this place? Yes, just--just briefly.

[sighs] Okay.

I want you to take a look at your life.

I want you to look at everything that has been against you

since birth.

And then I want you to look at how you made it

through them all.

Yeah.

No. I want you to really think about it.

You overcame every one of them.

And now you're gonna throw that all away?

What am I supposed to do? He came after Fatima.

-That's my wife. -I get that.

But she's fine.

Yeah, but it's my job to protect her.

And that is a natural instinct, but she is fine now.

This has escalated to a place that is gonna cause an issue

between you and her.

You have to approach this from the point of view

of where you want your life to be now.

You cannot handle things the way you once did when you know

-how far you have come. -I hear you.

-That's easier said than done. -I get it.

How--how could you possibly get it?

I'm not from some white-collar neighborhood.

Oh, here you go. Here you go.

I had a hard life, too.

I just don't let my past dictate the answers to my now.

I hear you.

Look, I know you're gonna do what you wanna do.

But you are gonna have to decide

how you handle things in your life.

The way the streets taught you or what you've now become.

I still ain't got nothing to lose.

Ye--yes, you do. You have Fatima to lose.

Now if she means nothing to you, then by all means,

keep doing this.

Shit.

Look, I know how hard you worked to get here.

Do not throw it all away because of your brother.

I hear you. I hear you.

No, no. Really hear me, Zac.

You are about to throw it all away because of your brother.

I need this nigga to learn. It'll all be worth it, trust me.

That's because you're angry.

But when you calm down,

it won't be.

Shit.

Your brother has caused you enough pain.

[Zac] Mm-hmm.

If you let him do this, he will destroy your life.

He doesn't get to make that choice.

You get to make that choice.

Choose wisely.

-I hear you, Dr. Reid. -All right.

I hear you.

So am I buying or am I gonna have to bill you?

Ain't you on the clock right now?

Man, I've been off the clock for three hours.

You just got a free session so, but this one's on me.

Thanks. I appreciate it.

I got you.

-Can I be honest? -Go ahead.

I stil don't really know what I'm gonna do.

Like, I get mad fuckin' thinking about it.

As long as you acknowledge that you are in control.

I'm not in control. He took a shot at me.

-Doesn't he have a-- -A what?

A substance-abuse problem? Everybody keep bringing that up.

That doesn't change anything for you?

No.

I can't let him slide because of that.

Come on.

Look, I'm not gonna tell you what you should do,

but I would hope that you'd at least hear me out.

I hear you. I'm listening.

-I hear you. -All right.

Bartender...

-Appreciate you. -Thank you.

-Nah, that's Preston's drink. -Can I get an old fashioned?

-On the rocks. -On the rocks. Definitely.

-I'm fucking with you. -Appreciate it.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

[music]

-Thank you. -Here you go.

It's quiet over there now.

-She keeps trying me. -I know.

-She gonna learn today. -Shit.

You okay?

-No, I'm not. -I know.

Shit.

Loving somebody is so damn hard.

-It shouldn't be this hard. -Well, it is with Zac.

Yeah, and he's got a lot going on.

And then with this baby on the way.

I know, Angela. I don't need you to remind me.

I'm just sayin'.

You know, I feel like every time we get over something,

-something else happens. -I know.

Isn't that exhausting?

-Angela. -What?

You cannot give me advice on this.

What's that supposed to mean?

I mean, all the men you got in and out of your door.

Wait, what?

Look, I'm just saying you don't know how to commit.

What are you talking about? I was committed to Bryce.

Remember? And then we found out he likes dick.

Hmm, yeah.

If it wasn't that, it would've been something else.

What are you talking about?

You know what? Never mind.

No, no. Say what you gotta say.

[sighs] Angela.

Look, y'all always have something to say about Zac,

but none of y'all got a man.

Wow.

-Right. -Look, I'm just sayin', okay?

Look, I'm really trying to work at this.

Well, look, you're the one who brought this up, not me.

Angela, sometimes I just-- I just need you to listen.

Just sit down and don't say anything?

Yeah, I mean, so I can hear myself think.

No, you know I can't do that.

Well, can you at least try sometimes?

You know what? I think I'm gonna go.

Yeah.

-Angela. -No, Fatima.

I don't like all this drama.

And that's why when they start being dramatic, I make my exit.

Angela, relationships are drama.

You just gotta work through it.

I know.

You got enough drama for the both of us.

I'm going.

-Angela. -No.

Oh, and there he is now. Bye, drama.

Don't you have a home?

I'm about tired of your friends. Real talk.

-I'm mad about this whole thing. -I know that.

And you know how I get when I'm mad.

Yep. I'm learning that more and more every day, Zac.

What you expect me to do?

Just let him push you on the ground?

Zac, there is a reason I didn't tell you.

And if your actions don't show you that,

then I don't know what to tell you.

Really?

There is a reason why women do not tell men everything.

Why can't you see that?

So like Tony said you were trying to protect me, right?

You think Jeremiah pushing you on the ground

and you letting him do that is protecting me?

-Zac, he didn't hit me. -He didn't?

[Fatima] No.

Yes, he did.

You know what? That's besides the point, okay?

Zac, I don't want you throwing everything away.

Come on.

I'm not letting this go, Fatima.

Okay, so you're just gonna stand on that?

That's where you're gonna stay with this?

Fatima, he took a shot at me and could've hurt both of you.

-I'm not letting that go. -What you gonna do, Zac?

-Hmm? -What I have to.

-What? Kill him? -No, I'm not gonna kill him.

So what then? Beat him?

Till I'm tired.

Zac, that could kill him.

Since you care so much about him how about you pray

that I get tired first?

You know what? I can't do this with you.

I'm sorry you feel that way, but I can't let nobody hurt you.

Go ahead and see this your way, Zac.

-I will. -Okay.

-Mm-hmm. -But I promise you this.

I will not come see you. I will not write you.

And I will not answer your calls.

Okay.

Oh? You think I'm kidding? Zac, you know me.

-I do know you. -Mm-hmm.

That's it? You just gonna be mad?

Zac, I mean it. Let this go.

-It's not leading anywhere good. -I hear you.

I don't think you do.

[door closes] [phone rings]

I ain't no bitch. And he took a shot at me.

Yo, this is Zac.

Right now?

KC, don't play with me.

Yeah, I got the money.

All right. I'll be right there.

[music]

-So he just came in there? -With a damn gun.

No, no. It was Belinda's gun.

Whatever, man. It doesn't even matter.

He shot at us.

Jeremiah is wild.

Yeah, man, he is off his rocker.

-And Zac... -I know he ain't havin' it.

-Nah. -Where he at right now?

I don't know.

So wait a minute. Y'all can't find Zac.

Everybody lookin' for Jeremiah.

[Tony] They won't be looking for long.

Oh, shit. There he go right there.

Yeah.

-Yo, J. -Hold up, hold up, hold up.

-There goes Zac right there. -[Tony] Oh, shit.

Jeremiah, you tough, right?

-Oh, shit. -[Zac] You tough, right?

Jeremiah, you touch my wife? Huh, pussy? Huh?

You took a fuckin' shot at me, pussy? Huh?

-[Tony] Damn. -[Nate] You're gonna kill him.

[Zac] Huh? You took a shot at me? Huh?

Stop him. He gonna kill him.

[Tony] Yo. Come on.

Huh?

[Tony] Zac, calm down, bro.

-[Nathan] Yo, Zac. Relax, bro! -[Zac] Pussy!

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