Love and a Bullet

No, you don't look scared.
A little dumb, maybe.
But not scared.
Look, my name is Bishop.
Malik Bishop.
-So you say.
-Yeah, I say.

What do you want, Malik Bishop?
Malik Bishop wants to save you.
To save me?
Save you from a life of Ioneliness.
What makes you think I'm Ionely?
Look here, baby, check this out.
See, I know what you're about.
I mean, you walk around here like you all that.
I mean, you're finer than a motherfucker,
dress sexy as hell.

You've got your makeup on just right.
You ain't gotta take nothing away,
add nothing, it's tight like...

But, you know what?
You got this frigid little look in your eye.
And you know what it's tellin' me?
It's tellin' me that Miss Thing over there
is scared. Afraid.

Afraid of what?
Afraid of lettin' somebody like me in.
'Cause if you did,
we'll find all them little skeletons...

:29:16 got locked away
in that little nasty-ass closet of yours.

And once that cat's out the bag,
we'll find out basically that you're insecure...

...and in a desperate need to be loved.
Baby, don't even bother tryin' to refute me,
just give me your goddamn number.

That was just about the dumbest shit
I've ever heard in my life.

And you were so serious, too.
You were like, "You're afraid to let someone in."
Mackin' your ass off.