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our trip.

Hi, guys.

Hey. Mama, what are you doing here? I thought you had that big catering gig.

I do, but I also have to study for my Spanish exam, finish three papers, hem

choir robes, and rehearse tonight for the Bobby Jones gospel special.

Nikki, there's no way you can possibly do all that in one day.

Well, I'm... I could if I had help.

Like I said, there's no way you can possibly do all that in one day.

I'm sorry, Nikki. My mom just got her knees lipoed. I have to...

Hang around and tell her they look ten years younger.

I'll help you study, Mama. No, no.

That's all right. That's all right. I just want you to worry about your exams

and your solo for the choir.

Okay? I'll be fine.

All right, Joe. All right.

Bye -boo, bye -boo.

Uh, Kim, your mother just walked right by me. Is she sick?

No, just really stressed out.

Oh.

Here's 20 bucks.

Keep her that way.

Kim.

Queens of comedy. Look, do you realize you filled my class three semesters?

And you call yourself a teacher.

Look, Kim, I'm willing to spend the next two days tutoring you so I never have

to see you in my class ever again. Now meet me in the library at three.

can add that to the menu.

Will you pipe down?

No, no, no, not you, Mr. Wiley.

It'll be done.

Okay, bye.

I know it's a crazy schedule, but that's all the time I have.

Look, Gertie, I gotta go.

sent me over to help you prepare for the catering job.

Really? Well, he didn't say anything to me, but come on in.

Okay. Come on.

Now, as you can see, I can use the help. Plus, I have to study for my Spanish

exam and finish him in these rows by 6 .30. Honey, don't you worry about a

thing. I was a seamstress in Mexico before going to cooking school.

Oh, well, thank you, Grace. You are a godsend.

How many times have I heard that?

Thanks,

Professor, for rescheduling. I swear I look... everywhere for that library.

It's okay, Kim. I blame myself for thinking you've ever seen one.

All right. Here you go.

Let's get started.

All right.

In the 1920s...

Now, can we get back to the Harlem Renaissance?

Don't you mean a Harlem shake?

Oh, bounce with me now.

I'm going to need a drink.

Oh, happy hour. Can I invite my homegirl, Shaquan?

Stop it!

Now, listen, you missing link.

You're going to pass my class if it kills me. Do you understand?

Now, tell me everything you know about Malcolm X.

Oh, it was way too long, but Denzel, he looked good.

Honey, your accent is coming along

fairly.

Listen, I certainly had fun, but I got to run.

Okay. Grace, I can't thank you enough. Maybe we can have lunch next week.

I know this great Mexican restaurant that has karaoke.

Okay, it's a date. All right. Okay, adios.

Arriba, Dutchie.

All right, baby, see you later.

I cook a racha, racha.

Y 'all don't pay me quite enough.

Mama. Huh?

The place looks nice. What happened?

Oh, my client sent this lady named Grace to help me. She just left. You didn't

see her in the hallway?

So, uh, how was your tutoring session?

Oh, great.

Mama, did you know there was a real Malcolm X?

This is ridiculous.

Nikki is 30 minutes late for a 10 -minute rehearsal.

I'm telling y 'all she's messing up.

Besides, has anyone noticed that she's been acting crazier than usual?

How would we know?

Please don't tell Nikki I left.

acting no more crazy than usual.

Oh, really?

Well, then how do you explain yesterday when she showed up at rehearsal in her

pajamas?

Okay, Kim, where's Nikki now?

Well, she had to drop some food off at a catering gig.

Then she stopped by the library or wherever that is.

And then she had to drop a paper off.

Obviously, this choir is not a priority for her.

Look, y 'all, all I'm saying is that we got a lot of... stay here. It is not

every day that we get to be on the Bobby Jones gospel special.

Now he will be here tomorrow to film us and we're not ready.

I think I should take over as choir director and kick Nikki to the curb.

How about it? Gertie, the only kicking that'll be going on is me kicking you

behind.

The choir has voted. I'm in and you are out.

I'm sorry I'm late, but my car broke down.

And luckily, my friend Grace was driving by and gave me a lift. Where's this

Grace lady?

Oh, you'll meet her later, baby. She's coming back to get me right home.

Now, y 'all ready? We were ready a half hour ago.

But somebody wasn't here.

That's it, Gertie. I've had enough of you. You wasted one time. One time.

you think we got time?

Charmaine, could you take over rehearsal for me? I'll be right back.

Hey,

Grace, you're early.

Something told me to stick around.

You don't have to wait. The organist is giving me flack about being late, so I

may be a while. I'll just catch a ride. Listen, I don't mind.

I'll just wait.

You sure, Grace?

Mama, what's going on?

Oh, hey, Kim, this is Grace, the lady I told you about.

What lady?

What? Are you blind?

Grace is standing right here. Mama, there is no one there. Now, I'm going to

Phoebe to drive you home so you can get some rest.

I'm so sorry, Grace. I mean, I don't know what's gotten into Kim. This is

strange even for her.

There's nothing wrong with Kim.

You're the only person who can see me, Nikki.

See what?

Nikki, I'm your guardian angel.

Stop it.

Guardian angel?

You don't look like Della Reese.

Thank you, baby.

Watch how those things are in the closet next to my Afro puffs.

Listen, you might not believe it, but we really do exist.

Why do you think Kim couldn't see me?

There's a lot of things I can't explain about Kim.

Remember when you were nine and Richard the bully cornered you after school?

Who do you think it was that threw that baseball and knocked him out?

That ball did come out of nowhere.

And who do you think caught Kim when she fell out of her crib?

Oh, that's right. I didn't get there that time.

How come I can see you now after all these years?

You were really close to the edge this time, Nikki.

And you needed an extra special miracle.

So I got permission to appear.

Nikki, what's going on? Kim said you were hallucinating.

You actually used the word hallucinating?

No, that's Stevie's word. I said that she was seeing spooks.

Look, guys, there's a reason you can't see Grace.

Yeah, because she doesn't exist.

No.

I'm the only one that can see her because she's my guardian angel.

Oh, come on, Mama.

Phoebe's going to drive us home.

Go on home, Nikki.

Will I see you again?

Yeah, we live together.

Not you.

Grace.

Anytime you need me.

Thanks, Grace.

Oh, she's worse than we thought.

Come on, Mickey. It's time to go, I think.

Mama, do you see Tupac? Oh, he's still alive.

She was out there talking to invisible angels.

Oh, yeah, honey. Then she started jerking and twitching again.

Now, either she's crazy or somebody done put a root on that girl.

But y 'all ain't here for me.

Are you sure you feel okay? Because I can probably... Will you stop?

There's nothing wrong with me.

You're gonna get slapped.

Hey, Kim, is Nikki okay?

Or she flipped her lid?

The whole choir's talking about it.

Listen, just because I can see my guardian angel and y 'all can't doesn't

me crazy.

It makes me special.

Oh, yeah, you're special, all right.

Seriously, Nikki, I mean, don't you think this whole thing sounds a tad

I think we should call a doctor. A doctor? No, no.

No need.

You know what?

You guys are right.

I have been tired lately.

Maybe it was just my imagination.

Are you sure, Mama?

A good night's sleep is all I need.

You know, I remember this one time I thought I saw a ghost.

Yeah, it just turned out to be my mother with no makeup on.

Are we studying today?

Well, I visited a local elementary school and I found a smorgasbord of

aids. Oh.

All

right.

Please tell me you know what continent this is.

Um, can you give me a hint?

It begins with an A and ends with an A.

And name it.

Okay, why don't we go to something a little bit more remedial?

I hear that first graders really respond well to role playing.

Oh, I like first grade. I took it twice.

Okay, we'll start with the civil rights movement, all right? You pretend to be

Rosa Parks, and I'll be the guy that asks you to give up your seat. Oh, okay.

Hey, get up.

Oh, sit down.

Oh, I get it, I get it.

Good, then sit down.

Ah, ah, ah, you didn't say Simon Says.

All right.

Does the word unteachable mean anything to you?

No, but it does sound familiar.

Look, I'm just going to give you a D so you get out of my class. Make it a B

plus or I'm coming back.

It's me, Gertie. I saw your ad on the Internet offering a reward for anything

that could put Nikki away.

Uh -huh. Honey, she's lost it. She is seeing things and talking to angels.

And there are witnesses.

Oh, this is great news.

Thanks. Hey, with her out of the picture, you know, maybe me and you can,

know... Hello?

All right, the session's over.

I got to make a phone call.

Professor, can I take you home? Yeah, now get out.

Hello, Santa Monica Psych Ward?

It's Stanley Overby.

I think I finally got Nikki Parker.

Nikki,

where is Kim? We should have started an hour ago. I don't know, but when I find

her, I'm a killer.

Nikki, did you try her on her cell phone?

Yeah, no answer.

Let me try her at home again.

Put your trust in behind, down to this church right now, you'll be in a

permanent sleep.

Get down here.

What are we going to do without Kim?

Now, there is no way Bobby Jones is going to invite back this bunch of

Idol rejects to perform again.

Okay, Nikki, now this is getting ridiculous.

Okay, Mr. Jones, now I just talked to my daughter. She's on her way.

Sorry, but I've got to go to the Ebenezer Baptist Church. I have another

We can't wait.

Come on, Nikki. Do something.

Okay. Mr.

Jones, please don't go. I will just find someone else to sing solo.

All right.

There she is. Now, remember, she's surprisingly light on her feet, so be

prepared to sprint.

I'm finally having you committed to the insane asylum where you belong.

Boo, I'm not crazy. Oh, yes, you are.

Yes, you are.

Ask anyone.

Gertie, Gertie, tell these men what you told me about Miss Parker talking to

little angels and foaming from the mouth. Nikki Parker is a child of God.

Mr. Oglebay, why don't you come with us?

No, no, hey, hey, get off me. Don't touch me.

This will help you free.

No, no.

Don't worry, boo.

I'll never leave your side.

I came to say goodbye, Nikki.

You won't see me again after tonight.

Why not?

Well, since I revealed myself to others, I can no longer appear to you.

Those are the rules.

Well, how will I know you're here?

Well, because I'll always be here.

Yeah.

Grace. Grace. Mama, are you okay?

It's Grace, baby. She's gone.

I won't ever see her again.

I hope not.

But at least I know she'll always be right here.

Oh, that's nice.

Uh,

Santa Monica Psych Ward?

Yeah, do you have a room next to Professor Ogilvie?