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And there goes the K,
and the ebony genius

has won another grueling
game of Scrabble!

Hey, hold on a minute, J.J.,

there's no such word
as a "snerk."

Ah, yes, it is, Michael.
It's a ferocious flea.

Whoever heard
of a dog having snerks?

Michael, they don't get on dogs.

Snerks are from Africa.
They only get on gorillas,

and nobody tries
to knock them off.

J.J., you're just
making that up.

Hey, brother, check it out,
check it out.

I will.

Well, let me take down here,
and take a well-deserved rest.

Oh, no, you don't.
Will you get off the couch?

Ma, make him get up!

All right, J.J., get up.

Thelma's friends'll
be here soon,

and the one thing
this couch don't need

is a bony cushion.

But, Ma, I was just about
to meditate,

to experience
a growth of consciousness.

If you don't get up,

you're gonna experience
a growth of knots.

Yeah? Is that a threat?

No, that's a promise.
Your face is a threat.

Get up!

You got some nerve,
with that old face you call--

You better get up!

All right, all right!

You two, squash it!

J.J., I said, get up.

Aw, Ma, how come
her Black Student Union

got to meet here?

You know,
this ain't no union hall.

It ain't no
concert hall, either.

So quit singing the blues
and get your butt up.

Well, J.J., I was right.

I looked, and I couldn't find
any such word as a "snerk."

And you know why, Michael?

I'll tell you why.

Because you're looking
in the old dictionary.

A snerk is one of them
new fleas

in one of them new
African countries.

Michael, one of the guys
who's coming to the meeting

is from Africa,

and you can ask him
about J.J.'s weirdo flea.

You mean,
a real African from Africa

is gonna be here
this afternoon?

Mm-hmm.
All right.

Oh, Thelma, that
sounds exciting.

I can hardly wait
to meet him.

Well, you might not like
meeting him, Ma.

He is the world's greatest
male chauvinist.

Hi, y'all.

ALL:
Hi, Willona!

How you doing? Thelma,
here's the dip for the meeting.

Willona, you didn't have to go
to the trouble to make this.

Honey, I didn't.
I bought that from the store.

The last dip I made
was like quicksand.

The Fritos wouldn't go in there
without life jackets.

Well, you've made this look
like a training table

for the Chicago Bears.

Don't you have to feed
the entire Black Student Union?

No. This is a meeting
with the action committee.

We're supposed to try to change
some of the conditions

in the cafeteria.
Oh...

Hold on, Thelma.

You mean,
all the injustices

black people are suffering
throughout the world,

and you turkeys are starting
a revolution in the cafeteria?

Michael, three students
got ptomaine poisoning.

Wow, that sounds like
my old lunchroom.

There was always something
brown in the soup.

It tasted terrible, but did
a heck of a backstroke.

Well, every Friday

they serve us leftovers
from the whole week,

ground up, burned up,

and covered up
with some lumpy sauce.

Now, watch your mouth.

That's what I'm making
for dinner tonight.

Willona...

Thelma, have you complained
to anybody about this?

Yeah, we tried complaining
to the dean,

but his assistant blocked us.

He said, "Students are in school
to learn, not to eat."

That's funny.

Lunch was always
my best subject.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

I got it.

Hi, Thelma.

Oh, hi, Ibe. Come on in.

Let me take your coat.

Everybody, this is one
of the members

of the Black Student Union,
Ibe Wubila.

Ibe, this is
my mother...

Hello, Ibe.

And my brothers,
Michael and J.J.,

and our best friend,
Willona Woods.

I'm delighted
to meet everyone,

especially
the lovely ladies.

Um, are you the one
from Africa?

Yes, I am.

Habari gani.

What?

Habari gani.

Um, that's Swahili
for, "What's happening?"

Didn't you know that?

[CHUCKLING]

Swahili is spoken mostly
in East Africa, Michael.

I'm from Nigeria,
and that's in West Africa,

and our official language
is English.

Well, uh, why don't we all
just sit down.

Ibe...

Thank you.

Well, look here,
Ibe, my man.

With all that warm, colorful
climate you got there

in Nigeria,

why'd you leave there
to come to the cold,

dull climate of Chicago?

My father owns a textile plant.

I'm here taking
an advanced business course,

so I can learn how to run it
more efficiently.

He's working on
his Master's degree.

I hope you don't mind
my saying this,

but you are two of
the most beautiful women

I have seen in America
since I've been here.

Well...

How can we mind you
telling it like it is?

[LAUGHING]

If that's chauvinism,

I don't mind
being chauved.

And you, Mrs. Evans...

Yes?

You have the same
graceful features as my mother

and other elegant women
of my tribe.

Oh, thank you, Ibe.

I'm very flattered.

Hey, Ma, maybe you
have some ancestors

from Nigeria.

You know,
come to think of it,

there was an uncle

on my mother's side
in Georgia

whose father
lived in Tennessee,

but whose grandmother
came from Virginia--

Excuse me
for interrupting

the Evans version
of Roots,

but I've got to run.
I'll see you later.

Nice to have met you, Ibe.

The pleasure was all mine.

Whoo, honey!

If all the men in Africa
are as suave as you,

I am ready to pack up and scram
on the next Pan Am. Whoo!

Ibe, have you ever heard
of an African insect

called a snerk?

A what?

Michael, don't bother this man
with small, petty questions.

Childish questions.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Childish.

Hi.

Oh, Valerie,
Richard.

Come on in.
Take off your coats.

Hi, Thelma.
How are you doing?

Yeah. That's my mother.

VALERIE:
Hello, Mrs. Evans.

Hello.
I'm delighted to meet you both.

Well, Thelma,
I'm going to my room,

but if you need any help,
just yell.

Okay, Ma, and this is
my brother Michael...

Hey, what's happening?
And my brother--

And I'm her brother James.

Better known
as the Dr. J. of Love.

What do you say me and you
fast break down the court

and go for a game
of one on one?

Why don't you
take your game to the hoop

and stuff it?

Hey, Michael, I may
have missed a shot,

but I'm in perfect position
for the offensive rebound.

Well, ordinarily
I'd stay and listen, Thelma,

but I gotta meet somebody
at the library.

Nice meeting y'all.

All right, everybody, let's sit
down and start the meeting.

Good. I'm ready to go to war.

Swallowing that cafeteria food
is like eating a live grenade.

Uh, J.J., don't you
have someplace to go?

Oh, don't worry about me,
Thelma,

you won't even know
I'm in the room.

Quiet as a little mouse.

So let us
begin the meeting.

Well, you know, the first move
I think we ought to make--

J.J.!

Pardon moi.

Thelma, you have
a very strange brother.

Okay, now who's gonna
keep the minutes?

Uh, that should be
either you or Valerie.

Now, I have a plan that--

Well, hey, wait.
Wait a minute, Ibe.

Wait a minute!

What do you mean,

it should be
either me or Valerie?

Well, keeping minutes
is secretarial work.

In my country,
that's woman's work.

[LAUGHING]

Yeah, but you're not
in your country,

you in this country,

and that woman's work stuff
is dead.

Thank you, Thelma.

We ain't here
to fight each other.

The enemy is the cafeteria.

He's right, and what we have
to do is speak to that dean,

and the way it looks,
that's not about to happen--

It can happen
if we hold a demonstration.

Right!

We sneak down to the cafeteria
after dark

and blow that sucker up!

Richard, we wanna
change the cafeteria,

we don't wanna
destroy it.

Oh...

Well, destroying it
definitely will change it.

Thank you, brother.

Oh, come on, Richard.
That's dumb.

Nobody's going for that.

Hey, I know what we could do.
We can hold a boycott.

And we can picket outside
until we get some results.

Yeah, and I'll paint
the signs.

J.J., are you
a sign painter?

Look here, Mama,
I'm a master sign painter.

Matter of fact, I've just
been struck with a vision.

I can see it now...

A gigantic deceased fly,
laying straight on his back,

legs stiff as a board,

with a caption
underneath reading,

"I ate in the school
cafeteria."

J.J., that is very heavy.

Ah, you know
what they say, Mama.

Some of us are blessed,
and the rest flunk the test.

Well, that's a D-minus
for you...clown.

So, all in favor of a boycott?

Aye.
Aye.

Not me!

Boycotts are passive!

We've gotta do something
more aggressive!

All right, then.

While we're outside picketing,

you go inside,
and you punch out the Jell-O.

Listen, since we are agreed
to boycott,

we must choose a spokesman
to handle the media.

Okay.

Thelma organized this committee,
so I nominate her.

Oh, no, that won't work.
Thelma is a woman.

So what?

So a spokesman is also a leader,

and only men were meant to lead.

Oh, yeah?

Well, somebody better lead you
back to the jungle!

Well, it's obvious

that a woman's tongue
gets more usage than her brain.

[INAUDIBLE]

Man, we're gonna
get it on now!

That's beautiful,
brother!

Thelma, is everything
all right?

I thought I heard
some commotion.

No, Ma,
everything's fine.

We just had a little
minor disagreement, here.

Okay, now, everybody.
Why don't you go and eat.

The food is right there
on the table.

Enjoy yourselves.

That was beautiful,
brother.

Where'd you get that from,
Kipling?

Thelma, did you decide
what to do about the cafeteria?

Uh-huh, we're gonna boycott, Ma.

Boycott?

Now, Thelma, I don't want you
to do anything

that's gonna jeopardize
your scholarship.

Ma, don't worry, most of us
are there on scholarships.

So it's gonna be very,
very peaceful.

Oh, honey, I know
how important your boycott is,

but you must remember

that there are more important
things at stake.

Thelma...

What do you want?

I-I want to apologize.

It's very difficult for a man
to go to another country,

and not to take his customs
and values with him.

Hmm, tell me
all about it.

Valerie's right.

You've organized this committee,

and you'd be
a very good spokeswoman.

Spokesperson.

Ah, spokesperson.

Please accept my apology
for making you angry.

Okay, I accept.

I guess I have
a little apologizing to do too

about that jungle remark.

I'm sorry.

Listen, we all say things
that we don't mean

when we're provoked.

So let's eat, shall we?

Ladies first.

Persons first.

ALL:
Save our stomachs!

Save our stomachs!

Hey, Thelma!

Thelma, this boycott
is really working!

How about that?

Even the roaches
stayed out.

The dean'll have
to talk to us now!

Hey, hold it,
hold it, hold it.

Our time may have come.

His assistant, Mr. Rogers,
is heading this way.

Well, well, well.

I suppose there's a leader
to this little insurrection.

Uh, yes.

I'm Thelma Evans, spokesperson
for the cafeteria boycott.

Well, Miss Evans, spokesperson,

I've been ordered by the dean
to tell you and your comrades

to end this little
demonstration now.

Well, we're not
gonna stop picketing

until the dean
hears our grievances.

[PROTESTERS CLAMORING]
That's not about to happen.

Why won't the dean
talk with us?

Because there's nothing
to talk about.

Now, either you pack up
your little signs and move out,

or I'll have the campus police
clear you out.

One of them suckers
put his hands on me,

he'll draw back a nub.

[LAUGHING AND SHOUTING]

Hey, we're not
breaking any laws

by picketing, y'all.

Come on, let's keep on marching.

PROTESTERS:
Save our stomachs!
Save our stomachs!

For the last time,
end this demonstration now!

Looky here, Mr. Boss Man,

you run on up
to the big house

and tell Master
we said, "No way!"

Now, that's enough out of you,

and don't you talk to me
like that.

I'm the assistant dean.

You act more like
the assistant fool.

And who said that?

Your mama!

[LAUGHING AND CHEERING]

That did it!

Now, I'm taking
all of your names,

and I'm putting this
insubordination on your records.

Well, that's what you'd expect
from a stupid Uncle Tom.

I heard you, Miss Evans.

I heard you.

Now, you are suspended
from this university,

right here and now!
WOMAN: What?

Now, how do you like that
from your Uncle Tom?

Hey, Thelma,
smile it up.

[GIBBERING]

Oh, J.J....

Hey, come on, Thelma.

Let me tell you something
from the bottom of my heart.

The last few weeks,

you've been a bigger
drag than usual,

all because you got
kicked out of school.

I mean, what's
the big deal?

It happened
to Einstein, Edison,

and if you can
believe this, even me.

You didn't see me
walking around

with my face
all wrinkled up,

like some old,
tired prune.

J.J., that's because your face
was already wrinkled up

like some old, tired prune.

Thelma, come back here.

Ma, I know
what you're gonna say.

Well, listen anyway.

Now, your counselor and I
just had a long talk,

and according to her,

you can get back in school
any time you want.

Any time
I want to do it their way.

What does that mean?

She says you just have
to apologize to Mr. Rogers

and sign a statement

that you won't take part
in any more demonstrations.

That's asking me to go to school
and not react to anything,

like some kind of zombie!

Hey, I zombied in school
for four years.

It worked for me.

J.J., this is serious.

Thelma, your scholarship
is at stake.

Ma, I'd rather
lose the scholarship

than have them take away
my freedom of speech

and right to protest!

Well, Ma, I agree with Thelma.

If you don't stand
for something,

you'll fall
for anything.

Standing for principles
is fine,

but Thelma is jeopardizing
her whole future.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Well, my sister the martyr.

The French had Joan of Arc,
and we got Thelma of the Ghetto.

Hey.

Come on in, bro.

Good evening, Mrs. Evans.

Hello, Ibe.

You look troubled.

I'm fine, Ibe.

It's Thelma who has the problem.

She's suffering from
a hardening of the head.

You know,
she still won't do anything

to get herself back into school.

I wish I could say something
to help, Mrs. Evans,

but I've been suspended
from the university too.

What?

Well, sounds like
they're having

a spring clearance sale
on blacks,

both domestic
and imported.

Ibe, why were you suspended?

Was it because of
the demonstrations?

Oh, not really, Mrs. Evans.

This morning we met
with the dean

to air our complaint,

and somehow,
Thelma's suspension came up.

He and I began to argue

over the terms
of her reinstatement.

Well, he called it fair,

and became offended
when I questioned his ancestry.

Well, Ibe got down!

Ibe, you were suspended
because of me?

I only spoke out
for what was fair, Thelma.

I'm a man of principle.

Principles are becoming
as contagious around here

as the mumps.

But I can't let it go at that.
I've gotta thank you somehow.

Well, if you feel
that way about it,

you can thank me by having
dinner with me this evening.

Dinner?

Good. I'll pick you up at 7:00.

Hey, wait a minute.
What if I say "No"?

Well, in that case,
I'll pick you up at 6:30.

Oh, now, that was nothing.

Now, the big shock came
when Fanny found out

that that plum-red lipstick
on her husband's shirt

was his very own.

You know what I mean?

Flo?

Florida Evans,
where are you?

Oh, I'm sorry, Willona.

I just can't quit
thinking about Thelma.

You know, she still wouldn't
do what they asked her to do

to get herself back into school.

She's going lose
that scholarship for sure.

Well, she hasn't lost it yet.

She could still change her mind.

Her mind is the big problem.

All she's got on it is Ibe.

Well, honey,
I can't hardly blame her.

Ooh, child, he is so fine.

He could charm the pants
off of anybody.

What?

Uh, well--
Well, what I mean is,

he's really got
his act together.

Oh, don't get me wrong.
I trust Thelma.

What bothers me

is how fast her head
is spinning over that man.

Flowers for the beautiful
young ladies.

Oh, flowers for me?
J.J., you shouldn't have.

Oh, no, no.
Whose are they?

These are for Thelma.

I got them downstairs,
from the delivery man.

Well, how come
he didn't deliver them?

Fear. He says every time
he comes to this neighborhood,

he doesn't know whether

he's going to be
delivering roses

or pushing up daisies.

Well, I wonder
who they're from.

Uh, they're from Ibe,

and wait till y'all read
this note.

Hot! Whoo!

Oh, J.J.,
that card was for Thelma.

Now, you had absolutely
no business reading it.

Your mother's absolutely right.

You're just too nosy
for your own good.

What does it say?
What does it say?

Well, due to my new-found
respect for Thelma's privacy,

my lips are sealed.

Hi, everybody!

Hi.

Uh, how do you like
my new hairdo?

Oh, Thelma, honey,

it's lovely.

You like it?

Oh, yes.

It's beautiful, honey.

A friend of Ibe's
did it for me.

Girl, looks like your scalp
is sprouting black spaghetti.

J.J., you have
about as much class...

Ooh, flowers!
Whose flowers?

They're yours.

Roses!
They're beautiful.

I wonder what
this card says.

Uh, "Thelma,
may your dancing eyes

always shine
like they did last night..."

J.J.!

"When I held you tightly
in my arms."

You are just
too nosy.

I swear, you are
so nosy!

Come on, baby.
We have got to have a talk.

Flo, Flo.

It's all right.
Take it easy.

Ma, you're right.

There is something
you should know.

What is it? What!

I'm thinking
about changing my name.

You can't.
"Godzilla's" already taken.

Well, which name
are you changing,

your first
or your last?

Both.

I'm thinking of taking
an African name,

Bisa Akua.

"Bisa" means
"greatly loved"

and "Akua" means
"sweet messenger."

I get the message, all right,

and I think this African number
has gone too far.

Now, I like Ibe,
and I respect his tradition,

but you're getting carried away

because he was suspended
from school sticking up for you.

Ma, I'm not
getting carried away.

Then how come your eyes
are shining and dancing?

Oh, Ma, you know guys.

They'll say anything.

She's got that
right, honey.

Most of the dudes I date

talk enough trash
to fill two Hefty bags.

You're right.

I suppose if there were really
anything to their relationship,

she would say so.

With a smile as big
as Jimmy Carter's.

I mean,
Thelma is a level-headed girl.

She wouldn't get involved
without telling me.

You would know it
before he would.

And like you said, it's just
a novelty that'll wear off.

Quicker than a pet rock.

So I really don't have
anything to worry about.

That's what I keep
telling you.

So why the hell am I worried?

Mm, you're delicious.

Well, that's what they say
about brown sugar.

You know, the last few weeks
I've spent with you

have been unlike
any I've spent before.

Well, I can dig that.

I mean it.

In my country,
you would be a queen.

Mm-mm. In your country,
a position that important

could only be
held by a man.

No.

In our constitution,
the queen's position

is clearly defined
as woman's work.

Oh, it's funny that
we can joke about that.

Just a few weeks ago,

we were at each
other's throats.

Now look at us.

Oh, I'd rather
look at you.

Go ahead.
I don't mind.

Thelma...I love you.

I thought
you would never say that.

Then you knew?

No, I hoped,
because I love you too.

Oh, Thelma, Thelma.

Oh...

I don't know
how I could live without you.

I want to see you, touch you,
adore you all the time.

Oh, Ibe, I feel the same way.

Thelma...
I want us to live together.

Live together?

Yes, I want to be with you
all day and all night.

Oh, Ibe...

um...

Living together.

Whoo, that-- That's a--
That's a big step.

I-- You know--

I mean, d-don't you
love me, Thelma?

Oh, I love you, Ibe,
but it-- It's like--

You know, I, uh--

But-- But
all we need

is just to share
our mutual love together.

Well, I-- I--
It's not like that--

Thelma, please,
say you love me.

Oh, Ibe. I--

Please, please, please.

I love you, but I--

Oh, Ibe.

Yes, yes, yes!

Yes.

Oh, it's going to be fantastic.

You know, in my country,
we have a saying--

"When a man and a woman
love as one,

they cast a mighty shadow
on eternity."

Well, in my country,
we have a saying too.

When Ma hears
about me and my shadow...

the grits are gonna hit the pan.

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