The Brothers Page #2
We were in love.
Love, there's a word to look up
in the dictionary.
It's after "ignorant"
and just before "stupid," stupid.
- We'll be at the bar.
- Where's Terry? He's missing.
Went back to work on that temp
if he's smart.
No, he will be here, trust me.
He will be here.
- Oh, damn.
- Come on, B, now why'd you do that?
- I told you, I'm done with them.
- She looks cool.
Go and work
your brown magic, man.
- You want me to?
- Work it.
All right, all right. Check it out.
Excuse me. I'm sorry about
I had the worst day in court.
- So you're a lawyer?
- Yeah.
- I used to work for a lawyer.
- Really?
- Hey, I'm Brian.
- I'm Lamuzindah.
- La moo what?
- Lamuzindah.
"Goddess of light."
Okay. Cool. Do your thing.
You know what? You just look
so, so nurturing to me.
Do you have any kids, you know?
Actually, I do. You want to see
some pictures of Tanesha and Tenaka?
I got them right here.
No. Slow down with the kids.
Have a nice evening.
Tanesha and Tenaka.
The defence rests.
Forget you then.
Fellas, fellas, fellas.
Sorry I'm late.
Bartender, I need some of your best
champagne and five glasses.
- Champagne?
- It's always so crowded in here.
- Nice of you to bring a date.
- Right, well, listen up.
Tonight is a little different.
You ready to do this?
BeBe and I, we're getting married.
Hey, Terry. Congratulations, baby.
- Hey, good luck.
- That's nice.
- Congratulations, T.
- Thank you.
- There goes my buzz.
- What is your problem?
Now, hold on, baby. Let me get this.
I'll slide out of your way.
Look, Brian, you and I,
we have never liked each other.
Okay, that's cool.
But understand this. I will
not take any sh*t off of you.
I'm at the gun range twice a week,
and I'm licensed to correct a nigga.
Come on, now, baby.
I'm going to the ladies' room.
- Did she take my drink?
- You dis my girl in front of me?
Yo, Terry, I'm sorry. I was shocked.
Me too, that you didn't get
your ass whipped.
Terry, you said you'd get married
two minutes before you dropped dead.
Yeah, but that was
a long time ago, man.
I have changed.
I'll be 29 years old. I think
it's about time I settle down.
Twenty-nine's not old, though.
No, but how long are
you supposed to wait?
Wait, I thought that's what we wanted.
You know, love, happiness.
Look, Al Green, love and happiness is
one thing, but this is marriage.
Marriage is not something
you jump into, Terry.
Eighty. I mean, you know,
you're wearing a diaper...
Jack, man, you are not old.
Will you shut your old ass up?
to know if the booty's right.
Stop this nonsense.
Is this, "piss on Terry" night?
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