Outside a restaurant, steam from the sewer blows debris against the wall. Keith Sweat and his girlfriend walk out. He asks why she doesn’t want to spend time with him. She responds that she can’t. He lights up a cigarette and turns the corner.
Lit in a sunrise yellow, background singers and a keyboardist perform on stage.
Sweat walks upstairs to his bedroom. He takes off his jacket and watches the rain splatter the window. Some lights turn on and off in various apartments in the city. Turning his head, he wonders if his girlfriend got caught in it somewhere.
In black-and-white, she kisses another guy in another apartment.
He views himself, twisting his mind into a dozen excuses explaining her absence.
He joins his band on stage. It changes to black-and-white twice then returns to color.
Back at his apartment, he picks up his jacket and goes back outside.
Keith Sweat wants to give her the benefit of doubt. She hasn’t seen her girlfriends in a while. She has to work late. However, each night there’s a new reason as to why she can’t stay. Maybe she’s cheating? He pushes it out his mind. They haven’t fought much lately.
Why doesn’t she love him? He can’t pinpoint at which point she stopped caring. An innocent question about how she’s doing can tick her off. Dinner was his idea. They hadn’t gone out in a while. However, she sat in silence, staring at her plate. Any attempts at conversation were met with one-word answers. He really loves her but doesn’t know what to do.
He leaves his apartment, needing some fresh air. Breaking up with her is something that needs to be done. However, he’s not ready for it. He hasn’t been single in about two years. Starting over again is overwhelming. It brings up questions he prefers to avoid. But he can’t avoid for much longer.
Director: N/A Year: 1988