Why Did I Get Married Too

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I'll get you. I'll get you!

You're playing with your ball,|is that what you're doing?

How's my little baby doing? You good?

-Hey!|-Look, Dad, it's Uncle Marcus.

Yeah, I see that.

You guys, you guys are coddled|ever since high school.

-Is that live?|-Yeah.

And if he doesn't get out of there soon,|he's gonna miss our flight.

Which may not be a bad idea, honey.

Angela and him,|all that drama all the way on the plane,

-I'm not for that today.|-Stop.

...before he got hurt,|Marcus Williams was doing his thing.

I'm so proud of him. Look how good he is!

I'm talking about cheerleaders!|I mean, you got to love them!

-Same old Marcus.|-Yeah. Yeah.

Come on, baby, we got to hurry up,|get out of here.

We don't need the food, Mom.|There's food on the plane.

This is not for you. It's for the kids.

-We gotta go.|-Where are you going?

They're going on their annual vacation,|called the marriage retreat.

-I wanna go!|-It's for grown-ups only.

That's right. Remember we went|to Disney World and I told you,

"Not this time. It's gonna be me|and your mom." Remember?

-Okay.|-And what do you know about it, Kenya?

It's you, Aunt Pat and Uncle Gavin,

Aunt Angela and Uncle Marcus

and Aunt Sheila and Uncle Mike.

Yeah, but this time,|it's Aunt Sheila and Uncle Troy.

What happened to Uncle Mike?

-They got divorced.|-What's a divorce?

-Who's taking that one?|-No.

Mom. Mom?

That's something you don't|have to worry about, baby,

because your mother and father|are never gonna get one.

Okay?

-Okay.|-You are so good.

It's when two married people break up|because they hate each other.

They split up their children, house,|and their money.

They fight over everything,|and whoever has the best lawyer wins.

Kenya!

You wanted her in the private school.

That's exactly like you at that age.|Exactly, honey.

See, I got two of them.|Come on, baby. We gotta go.

You guys behave while we're gone, okay?

-We will.|-Be good. Be good. Have a good time.

If you need anything,|you know the numbers are all on the fridge.

I love you, too. Kiss Mama.

-You guys be good.|-We will.

I'll see you later, okay?|Take care of yourself.

-See you later.|-Bye!

Okay, here's your decaf.

-Thanks, baby.|-The flight's a little delayed.

I know, I saw that.

Babe, what is it?

-What?|-Come on, tell me.

-What?|-I have watched you bounce up and down

this hall to go get the coffee|and come back.

You're just so happy.

-What's going on. What am I missing?|-No. I'm just so happy to see everybody.

It's gonna be so nice.

And without Mike, I'm sure it's gonna be|drama-free. It's gonna be great.

Yeah. Yeah, hopefully.

Why couldn't you just get my luggage?

I mean, what are you working out for?

-Is that them?|-That's not them.

That is them.

-Oh, my...|-Oh, please!

You better shut up, okay?

-It's always the same damn thing with you.|-You shut up.

No, you know what?|You really getting on my nerves.

Some rope and some duct tape and three|bags of concrete don't cost all that much.

I will bust a cap in that ass!

$49.95.

-Hi, Di!|-Hi!

Hi, how you doing?

-I'm good.|-What's up, T?

He gets on my nerves.

-Hey!|-Hey!

Hey, Terry! Excuse me.

That hat, man!

This is my vacation hat!

Either that or it'll cut you!

Okay, y'all keep it down.

We're not trying to get|kicked out of the airport, okay?

Tell that to the pirate.

You know what, Marcus?|Say one more thing and we ain't boarding.

The flight's a little delayed, so...

Yes, it's delayed.

Come on, man.|Let's go see what's going on with the flight.

Good to see you, Angela.

Make me sick!|I'm telling you, I could kill him sometimes!

What is going on now?

Girl, ever since he got the little|hosting job, he thinks he's Mr. Big Shot.

Listen. We're gonna have|a nice, relaxing week, all right?

-Yes.|-No fighting, just peace.

-Yes, just peace.|-Okay.

I need some peace!

Wait a second,|I thought you stopped drinking.

Girl, please. With that Negro?

You better be glad I ain't on crack, okay?|Let me have this drink.

We have a flight to the Bahamas,

-and we're gonna connect to Nassau.|-All the flights are delayed.

Ma'am, I understand that.|I'm trying to get the information on...

Hi!

I'm Kelly. I love you on Sports Shuffle.

That's Kelly. She loves you.

Ma'am, we're both married.

Is this your bodyguard or something?

Yes, it is. This is my bodyguard, Rufus.

You watch my show, huh?

-All the time.|-Oh, my God.

-Me and my dad, we watch it together.|-Kelly...

You two are actually the same age.

You look good, girl!

I feel good!

Terry must be knocking it out the box

-for you to be smiling like that!|-Will you stop that?

You glowing, girl!

What, you pregnant again?|He knocked that up again?

No, no. After the surgery|and untying my tubes,

I'm just happy he has his son.

He's happy, I'm happy. It's good.

He's so good with the kids.|He's the best father.

Hey, hey, sister.

When things fall into place,|you just got to be grateful to God.

That is too bad.

Are you even listening to me?

Give me a minute.

Can I just get an autograph?

This is like a movie. Are you serious?

Marcus, you don't have time for this,|it's 10 o'clock.

It's 9:
00.

Twelve, 11, 10 o'clock.

What's wrong with you, Ruf?

What's wrong with your neck, man?|It's 9:00.

No, no, y'all got time, y'all got time.|Yeah, go ahead, get her number, Marcus.

You wanna write her number down?|Go ahead, write her number down.

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