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No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, Ella.

One egg. What?

OK, I need eggs.

I need more eggs.

[knocking on door] Hi, honey.

Hi.

I'll get it.

If you don't stop kicking my door.

Hi, Miss Ella.

Mwah, mwah, mwah.

I have my home made brownies.

Wow.

What you makes these with, baby?

Eggs, butter, and rocks?

This weighs a ton.

Are they too heavy, Miss Ella?

I knew left 'em in the microwave too long.

You put these in the microwave?

Yeah, I just followed the directions on the box.

"Box?"

I thought you said these were homemade brownies.

Yeah, they are.

I opened the box, and I made 'em at home.

Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, baby.

You can not just make anything for the bake-off.

Honey, no.

This is a big deal.

The winning recipe is going to be featured in a magazine.

What?

Yes, we're gonna be televised this year for the first time.

Ella, you didn't tell me!

Yeah, well, I figured that you knew what you were doing.

I am never gonna get a hair appointment by then and

my nails done and my toes done.

Miranda, baby, listen, honey.

You are totally missing the point, OK?

This mother-daughter bake-off is for the mothers

to pass the baking baton on to the daughters.

On?

Yes.

Oh, baby. - Sorry.

Yes, please.

So now this needs be washed.

All right, then.

So I figured you could use a few tips.

Now, step one, you must take your time in the kitchen.

Oh yes.

See, mixing and measuring and rolling

and kneading takes time.

Or you could just open a box and make it.

You know what?

Claretha tried that.

She took a store bought pie to the competition

one year, before she got kicked, out of course.

Why'd she get kicked out?

Because she took a store bought pie to the competition.

Hey, Mr. Payne.

Oh, I forgot, you got your tonsils taken out.

Yes, yes.

I know you're hungry, baby.

Curtis, Curtis, Curtis, uh-uh-uh-uh!

Soft things only, baby, until your throat heals.

Don't talk about this.

Miranda made 'em.

Yes, baby, beer is soft, but you can't have that either.

Hold on, here.

You can have this.

Gelatin!

OK.

Curtis!

Curtis, they don't put steak in gelatin.

You-- you understand what he's saying?

Yes, even when he's cursing.

Did you see that? - That?

It's cursing.

Miranda, whisking is imported to baking,

because you don't want lumps [phone ringing] in your cakes.

Hold on, one second.

One more second, I'm so sorry.

You have to whisk.

baby.

What are you doing?

Oh, let me talk to him.

Let me talk to him.

Hello, mommy's baby.

I like you.

Is that my grandbaby?

It is.

Oh, he is spitting, and it is so adorable.

Hey, baby.

Well, listen.

Tell him to get off the telephone,

because Nana is trying to teach Mommy how to cook!

OK, baby.

I gotta go.

OK.

I'll call you back.

[smooches] OK.

Babe, easy.

Yup, I'm all yours.

The whisk, the bowl.

OK, we'll get your whisk.

Now, whisking.

There's a technique to this.

There's nothing in the bowl.

I know.

I'm rehearsing.

Oh, OK.

It's 3:00, 3:00, 6:00, 6:00, and 9:00, 9:00, and 12:00.

3:00, 3:00, 6:00, 6:00, 9:00, 9:00, and 12:00.

3:00, 3:00, 6:00, 6:00, 9:00, 9:00, and 12:00.

3:00, 3:00, 6:00, 6:00, 9:00, 9:00, and 12:00.

And by that time--

6:00, 6:00, and 9:00, 9:00, and 12:00.

Miranda?

Hey, Miss Ella, look what I found!

We have electric mixers and electricity now.

Who knew?

Miranda I use both of these things sometimes, honey,

but there are some methods that you can just not substitute.

OK?

Now, check that butter, please, and see

if it's room temperature.

Oh, it will be as soon as I nuke it.

No, no, , no, no, no, no, you cannot nuke this butter.

It has to sit out, Miranda.

OK, Miranda, this process takes time.

OK, well, Miss Ella, time is a luxury that I don't have.

I mean, with Calvin, and the baby, and the house?

I mean, I don't have time to be whisking, and welting,

and better, and stuff.

OK, so are you saying that you don't have time

to do all of the many things that I

did when I was a new mother?

It wasn't a problem for me back then.

No, no, no, no, no, Miss Ella.

I'm just saying that now we have modern conveniences.

So we don't have to churn butter anymore.

"Churn butter?"

I think you're calling me old.

No, no.

Miss Ella, I promise you I'm not calling you old.

I'm just saying that I can do the same recipe faster.

That's all.

Oh, you can, can you?

Yeah.

Miss Ella, times have changed.

I can get more done in less time and still have time to talk

on the phone to loved ones.

But you still need to take your time.

[phone ringing]

OK, time out. let me get my phone real quick.

Miranda, you need to take your time,

baby, so that when you finish you cookies

it won't look like--

Hey, girl.

Yeah, I'm not doing that.

I'm about to throw these cookies together right quick.

It'll look like you just threw some cookies together.

I'm-- I'm coming.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Here.

Just lift-- could you help me?

OK.

God.

What?

You're thirsty?

You want arsenic?

Hey, babe.

Hey.

Oh, I didn't even though he was here.

He's so quiet.

What's he doing here?

Trying to send me into a relapse.

Hey, Uncle Curtis.

What's up, man?

How's your recovery going?

Getting plenty of water?

Obviously.

Right here.

Excuse me.

Bottled spring water from the Ozarks,

precisely at room temperature, no condensation.

There you go.

Wait minute.

You expect us to wait on you like servants?

Yes.

All right, then.

Oh my goodness, if I wasn't a Christian.

What, what?

Sandwich.

Turkey or ham?

Ham it is.

You got it.

He can't eat that.

He'll choke or-- or get sick.

And then he'll have to go back to the hospital.

Two of 'em coming up.

Water, remote.

What's the foot card for?

Foot rub and pedicure.

And you've noticed this wonderful form of communication

he's come up with, right?

What is this?

What?

You wanna go outside and play catch?

He was trying to tell you, you were in his way.

He couldn't see the game.

Idiot.

Don't shoot the messenger.

He said it.

Oh, Curtis, you know your way around our house.

Now, Janine got a whole family to take care of.

No, no, no, it's fine. It's fine.

I'm OK.

I know he needs to be comfortable so he

can get better and get out.

Right?

[phone ringing]

Now, you are a grown man.

We are not gonna be spoiling you.

It ain't like I come over your house and sit on the furniture

like I own it.

OK, maybe I do.

All right.

Hey, Uncle Curtis.

That was Aunt Ellen.

She needs you to go by the store and pick up some eggs.

There you go.

You can take our car.

Take it as far as you need to go.

We won't miss you.

I mean, it.

Hey, man.

I don't go to your house and go in your refrigerator

and take food out of it.

What did he say?

Oh!

What did he say?

Uh-uh.

What did he say?

I'm a Christian.

I don't say those words.

Miss Ella, all done.

Already?

Yes, grandma's raisin oatmeal cookie recipe.

Is that what these are?

And how did you make them, again?

With the mixer and the oven.

Did you turn the oven on?

Of course, Miss Ella, to 500.

500?

So where should I put them?

In the garbage disposal.

What?

I have a proposal.

Hm?

Why don't you just take these home.

You should not enter these into some silly competition.

Oh, no, no, no, no. I'm honored.

It's not a problem, Miss Ella.

Don't-- don't you want to share these with your hubby?

Calvin would love them.

Oh, no, no, no, he has enough sweets at the house.

it's OK.

Wish he had these sweets at your home.

What?

I said, I leave you alone for 10 minutes and blah,

we have cookies.

I know.

I even improved the recipe.

I bet you did.

Oh no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no.

I want 'em to be a surprise, so you will taste them later.

Now, I'll go get finished setting up for the ladies

to come, and you go get dressed.

Come. - OK.

The committee will be here soon.

Let's go.

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

No, no, no, Mr. Payne!

We have to wait until the ladies get here.

You can't have one yet.

OK, wait.

I know what that means.

They are to die for, aren't they?

Thank you.

I don't care how many times I do this.

I am just so nervous.

Oh, almost everything looks so good.

Almost everything.

Oh.

How do I look?

Oh, like you usually do.

You're right, I do need to change my shoes.

[doorbell rings]

Too late.

Oh.

OK, you ready?

Yes.

Hi, Carmen.

Come on in.

Hi.

Hello, dear.

Hi, Ve--

Carmen, that is my daughter-in-love, Miranda.

Miranda, that's Carmen.

Hi.

And this is her daughter, Veronica.

[sniffing]

Do I detect the overuse of nutmeg, vanilla, and--

is that gelatin?

I just love her nose.

Veronica is a culinary student.

I'm passing on the baking baton to her.

Really, Mother, must we be so pedestrian?

"Pedestrian?"

Oh, um, so you know it's such a pleasure to meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

Oh, really?

Like what?

Miranda, less is more in baking and in conversation.

Oh, like you are a power broker and a woman on the move.

Enough with the kowtowing, for Pete's sake.

Is that the oversweetened peach cobbler

and the diabetes-laced sweet potato pie?

Let's partake.

I myself have truffles to shave.

Oh, I got some truffles for her to shave,

all right, little girl.

Please, Miranda, just get the desserts, get the desserts.

OK.

Oh, Carmen.

You remember my husband, Curtis.

Oh.

Oh, you didn't tell me your husband was hearing-impaired.

He's not.

But he is charming.

No, he's not.

He had his tonsils taken out, so he's a little hoarse.

Oh.

Please have a seat.

Oh, Ella.

Yes.

It was so excited to hear that you were

bringing those famous oatmeal raisin cookies back again

this year. - You know what?

I didn't make them this year.

I did not.

And I'm making citrus-infused creme brulee.

Well, I made great-grandmother Naomi's oatmeal

raisin cookies this year.

Ella, I was thinking that we would

add brownies to our line of baked goods,

and that we would go--

Or we could sit around all day and chew rocks.

Curtis, Curtis, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Mr. Payne!

Curtis, what are you doing?

Don't do this, Curtis.

Well, I suppose I have put on a few pounds, but really!

Well-- well, I'm really sorry about that.

- Maybe we should be going. - Wait, wait, wait.

No, no.

You haven't had anything to eat yet.

Well, Miranda-- well, honey.

No, honey.

Well, if they wanna go, just let them go on and go.

Sometimes--

Miss Ella.

Here you go.

There you go.

All right.

I didn't make them this year.

I did not make them. - I made them.

I didn't. Yeah, she did.

[crunching]

Um.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[mumbles] Yeah, no.

I know.

I'm sorry I didn't call you.

I'm just now getting my voice back.

I've only had it for like five days.

No, they still think I can't talk.

Hey, let me tell you something.

I'm gonna milk this joint.

I know I can milk this at least for another week!

OK.

[giggles] Oh my God.

Hey, Uncle Curtis.

How you doing?

How's your throat?

Feeling any better?

I got this.

You know, I know why you're not healing as fast.

They said that calcium actually slows the healing process.

Yeah.

So you don't wanna get sick, you're

gonna have to let me take this ice cream

and keep you from getting sick.

So you don't want that.

You know, between the pork you ate earlier and this ice cream

here, we'll be all trying to avoid each other, right?

How about a massage?

You want a massage?

Auntie Ella, just wanted to let you know

that Uncle Curtis is doing fi--

fine.

He is wonderful.

Uh-huh.

Like a beached whale.

Yeah.

But listen, did I ever tell you about the lady he

introduced me to named Bonita?

Yeah, Bonita, Bonita.

[mumbling]

Get out the way, you jerk!

Look, it was my bachelor party, OK?

So what?

She was all hard up, and I was drunk.

And then they said they weren't gonna take pictures.

Then bulbs starting flashing all over the place.

Suddenly I'm on the altar, saying "I do."

Did I say that?

Ah!

That's a miracle.

So what?

I talk.

Yeah, I talk.

I said it.

Yeah, I talk.

Look, I deserve a little pampering, OK?

Provided for 32 years, kept a roof

over both of y'all's heads.

I think I deserve a little-- a little break some time!

Hey, been retired two years!

How much of a break do you need?

You lied to us.

You owe us an apology.

- I'm sorry. - I can't hear you.

What?

I said-- I said it.

I said "I'm sorry."

And 12 bottles of expensive spring

water from the mountains.

You did that.

Well, you owe me a pension!

How about that?

I ain't about to--

I ain't about to.

Do you realize you asked me to rub your nasty, corroded feet?

Ooh!

Do you know every time I tried to do a little bit of work,

you clapped, clapped, clapped!

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!

Calm down, calm down.

It's gonna be all right.

OK. OK.

All right.

Hey, Janine?

Yes?

Get off me!

OK.

Miss Ella, I'm sorry.

I guess I ruined it for you.

No, you didn't ruin it for me.

You did ruin the family recipe, though.

Miranda, this was not just about baking and cooking.

I just did not know how big of a deal that this was.

Miranda, do you know how many traditions have been lost

because they're not passed down from one generation

to the next?

OK, how about we start from scratch?

I will get a bowl, a whisk.

I will even sift the eggs.

Oh, you do not sift eggs.

But I guess I can teach you something.

Oh, OK.

Teach me anything, Miss Ella.

I'm ready. I'm ready.

I'm ready.

OK, good.

What I want you to do first is grab that canister of cookies.

Got it.

Put them on a plate.

Spread them evenly.

OK.

- Take them home to Calvin. - Mhm.

And tell him you made them.

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