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Girls, you don't know how much I enjoy that fitting.

I'm going to call you.

Next, we have my sporty sister, Lori, whose sporty look is a cross between

hip and cowboy chic.

Right on count, girls.

And now, we have my main girl, Meekie, straight out of La Mer, wearing my

Kimberla Lay creation, a sexy retro poncho.

And I can't say enough about our last model. She's fine, she's fabulous, she's

available. But more importantly, she's my mama.

lights, girl.

Aw, thanks, Andell. And Nikki.

Don't be no fool. Stay in school.

I ain't thinking about you, Andell.

Hey, Professor Ogilvie.

Professor Ogilvie? Uh, ladies.

Ow. Damn, you really are real.

Congratulations on your engagement.

Good catch, Nikki.

Engagement?

Introduce me to your friends.

My friends?

Oh, you mean them.

Ladies, this is my mother, Camille Ogilvie. She's visiting from Atlanta.

Mother, Nikki and Kim Parker.

So you're the professor's mother.

It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Mom.

Do you mind if I call you Mom?

Yes, I do.

It's nice to meet you, too.

Especially you.

young lady. Oh, thank you. I've always had a passion for fashion.

Passion runs in our family.

Speed runs in ours.

Not so fast. Not so fast, Stanley. Mother, I can do it.

Yes, dear, but not as good as me.

So, Kim, what do you call those cute little poncho things?

You must be very proud of your daughter.

I am, but not nearly as proud as you must be of your incredibly intelligent,

handsome, virile son.

You're divorced, aren't you?

So, Kim, this is your lucky day.

I own several boutiques in Atlanta, Miami, and here in L .A., and I'm always

looking for fresh designers.

I would love to see more of your work.

house tomorrow night at six and uh bring your son are you sure yeah bring your

son move that stuff baby

dang mama it's not thanksgiving you're right sweetie if i'm right the professor

it'll be more like christmas now how do i look do you think mrs ogilvy will

approve i thought she was coming here to see me it's always about you isn't it

to eat until my mother -in -law gets here. I want her to get the full effect.

Of what? That you crazy?

Mother Ogilvy, come on in.

Please, call me Camille.

Uh, where's the professor?

I apologize for Stanley, but he became

violently ill just as we approached your home.

place you have here.

It's right out of a catalog.

Now, please, have a seat on my freshly fluffed sofa in my spotlessly clean

house. I can also burn in the kitchen and in the bedroom, too.

It's okay to have secrets, honey.

Take a look, Camille. I would love to know what you think.

Kim, where are your manners? You haven't offered Camille any hors d 'oeuvres.

a crack and go crazy, girl.

No, thanks.

There might not be enough to go around.

Oh, don't worry, honey. I have another turkey in the oven.

Nice.

Nice, nice. Very nice, Kim.

But I must tell you, my favorite are those ponchos from your show.

Oh, thank you.

She's very talented. She gets her creative genes from my side of the

Those are certainly some creative jeans you're wearing.

So, Kim, how many of these ponchos do you have?

Uh, five.

Well, what if you sell them to me? I think they could do very well in my

Well, you can come to tea at Stanley.

It will be an opportunity for you to meet some of the movers and shakers in

sorority. You young people must learn the value of networking.

You know, I was almost a triple A.

I suspect almost is an exaggeration, dear.

Oh, there's Stanley.

I must be off.

I'll see you at the tea, Kim.

I'll call you with the details.

I'll be there.

You're not seeing...

Sorry, darling, but Stanley and I have a previous engagement.

I thought you said he was upset.

always on the run.

Stadley? Yes, Mother? Don't forget your jacket, Skipper. It's a little nippy out

there. Mother, I asked you not to call me Skipper.

Okay. I'm sorry. I won't do it again.

Bye, Pumpkin.

Kim, I'm so glad that you could make it.

Yeah, thanks for inviting us.

Nikki, you're staying.

I predict great things for this young lady.

Oh, stop.

Keep going.

Kimberly isn't the only one celebrating today. I have a little surprise of my

own. Trevor.

to get so carried away.

I guess Trevor will just have to marry me.

I guess I'll just have to kill you.

Give them lotion. Try this.

used to say to me.

Hey, it's for horses.

Hello is for people.

Oh, hello.

Much better. Come in, Kimberly.

Thank you.

I'm sorry about that ring thing.

All is forgotten, sweetheart.

Besides, I know it wasn't your fault.

Oh, I love your chiffon.

What?

Oh, this.

A little something I picked up in the south of France.

It's yours.

Really? I meant to say nice watch.

No, I didn't.

So what did you want to see me about?

I wanted to make you a business proposition.

Did you know that your ponchos have already sold out? Hi!

Hello.

You are going to be very rich, young lady. I am?

Trust me. It is definitely within your reach.

Here.

Look in the mirror.

What do you see?

I see a couch. I see a door.

I see you standing over my shoulder.

Hello, Mrs. Oakley.

Darling, let me tell you what I see.

I see a very special young lady with a tremendous amount of potential who, with

my guidance and support, could surpass her wildest dreams.

Can you see her?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Then she gave me a deposit for 500 more ponchos.

Hey!

Hands for horses.

And that check is for me.

Well, excuse me.

But tell me this. How are you going to pull all this off with school and all?

I'll figure it out.

Camille says sometimes you have to change your priorities to fit your

opportunities.

Uh -huh.

Okay, well, forget what Camille said.

What does Nikki say?

not telling her. This has nothing to do with my mama.

It's my life, my decision.

I do what I want.

Kim,

get your butt in here and help me with these groceries.

And right now I want to help her with those groceries.

Can I please use the bathroom?

Didn't I give you a bathroom break six hours ago?

Yeah, well, tell that to my bladder.

Miles, go ahead. Just hurry up.

Niecy, I'm not paying these kids 50 cents an hour for them to use the

If I can hold it, so can they.

Do you need a hug?

No, I need to get these kids out of the basement before my mama catches us.

Now let's get these ponchos whipped up.

Poncho!

Artesia? Did you trace the pattern like I showed you?

What?

My hands are numb.

Shake it off.

Dylan, come on. Did you cut along the lines?

It's just like cutting paper dolls.

Yo, I don't do paper dolls, all right?

I'm just trying to make a quick buck.

Well, you're going to have to cut a thousand more to make a quick buck.

Yo, Kim, we have some issues.

Well, you need to take that up with your therapist.

But you're not being fair.

for low pay and no benefits.

Do you have any better offers?

No, I didn't think so.

I'm gonna need you to get back to work.

Oh, and I'm docking you a half day's pay.

Yeah. All right, negotiations are over. Time to play hardball.

It's like Niki's running a sweatshop.

I am not. Kim is the one using these kids to help make her ponchos. And she's

cheap.

Moms. Oh, uh, hey, Mrs. Parker.

Hey, and this.

Moms, do you realize how upset Frank and Dee would be if they knew you were

working here on a non -union job?

the walk because the phone got cut off last week.

Or does she believe in me?

Why can't you?

Come on.

We're going to pay Mrs. Camille Ogilvie a visit.

And to what do I owe this pleasure?

Believe me, it's not going to be pleasurable.

I beg your pardon?

Camille, you're a college graduate.

Why on earth would you tell my child not to pursue her education?

Excuse me, I didn't tell her that.

I simply suggested that she follow her talent wherever it takes her.

But I must tell you, nobody's ever asked to see my degree.

Kim can always go back to school when she's ready.

You're not Kim's mother. It's not your place to try to influence her decisions.

Why all the attitude?

You should be grateful that someone like me took an interest in your daughter.

I could teach her style, grace, restraint.

Things you never could.

Wait a minute, you can't talk to my mama like that. Hold up, baby. I got this.

Let me teach you a few things.

Real grace is not looking down your nose at people.

Real style is not wearing a scarf that went out of style three weeks before

those earth shoes you're wearing.

And real restraint is what I'm doing right now.

I'm not finished.

And to think... I was trying to impress you because you're the professor's

mother. You're nothing like her. All you care about is yourself.

Look, I was just trying to help her realize her potential.

You said yourself that she was talented. She is, but I would never tell her to

drop out of school.

The only thing that's holding her back is you.

What did you just say to me? Ladies, please.

Stay out of this, Stanley. Calm down, Mother.

Calm down?

You're going to take this woman's side?

You should mind your own business.

You are so controlling.

Watch your mouth, Skipper.

No, Mother, I'm not a child. And I'm not the Skipper anymore.

I'm the professor.

Now, look, I love you, Mother. You know I do. But you can't continue to talk to

me and my friends like that.

Now, you owe Ms. Parker an apology.

Apologies.

I'm leaving.

Oh, Kimberly.

My office still stands.

I know you'll make the right choice.

order for Mrs. Ogilvie.

But I don't think this is going to be... Look, Mama, I'm old enough to make my

own decisions, and I decided that I love designing, and there's nothing you can

do to stop me.

I was just concerned about your education.

I don't want you to make the same mistake I did.

Well, if I do, it'll be my mistake.

Look, Mama, I'm just finishing up this order, and then I'm going to focus on

school. Well, that's all I needed to hear, sweetie.

Go ahead and do your thing.

You need any help? Oh, no, I'm okay.

I'm so proud of you, baby.

Okay, the coast is clear.

Let's move it behind us.

That's right, Mrs. Adams.

Hey, Miss Naomi, I'm going to need my clothes back. Don't you need your... You

must be very proud of your daughter.

I am.

But not nearly as you must be as...