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When it comes to giving women our proper respect, why do some guys still act
like they're clueless?
Last week, a new organization, the Council of Concerned Youth, contacted
church and told us to select two males to serve as devils.
Talk about nerves.
Well, our church youth council is 75 % female, and we're 100 % just not having
it. We've decided to bring a whole new flavor to their title, Old Boy Men.
Bye.
Bye.
Bye.
Yes, I tell you. Brothers from all walks of life. Where?
From all walks of life empowered by a common sense of what it means to be a
responsible man. Well... Now it's on us, the next generation.
Are we ready for responsibility?
Yes! Are we ready to leave?
Are we ready to be left?
Sorry we're late.
Yeah, my baby here took forever to dry.
Good afternoon, sisters.
I'm sorry, but the choir rehearsal has been moved down to the multi -purpose
room. Oh, we're not singers. Ooh, especially my homegirl over here. Not a
singing bone in her body. Anyway, I'm always committed, and this is Kim
We're the delegates from the Second Army Church.
Whitlock Green, it's your service, but I'm afraid there's been a terrible
misunderstanding. See, the Council of Concerned Youth is for men only.
Please, being male doesn't make you any more concerned than we are.
Ooh, suddenly I'm extremely concerned.
Allow me to address those concerns.
Andress, don't you want my phone?
Listen, no offense, ladies, but this organization's purpose is to cultivate
leadership. That's right. Male leadership.
Oh, so you're saying that women aren't fit to lead?
Well, listen, it's out of my hands. It's the will of the group. The will of the
group. Great. Then let's put it to the group. Excuse me.
All those who feel that Kim and I don't belong here, reject our support, and
generally don't like women, please raise your hands.
It's unanimous. Mm, by a man's slide.
Well, if you feel comfortable knowing you've played the beauty card, by all
means, join us. Yeah, like right here.
Please, allow me.
Charmed, I'm sure.
All right, next on our agenda is our proposed scholarship fundraiser. Now, if
we're going to hit our target dates, we need to start making some committee
assignments. Yes?
Will this scholarship be open to women?
No. Now, next on our... What do you mean, no? He means negative.
Not. It ain't gonna happen.
Moesha, this is a deliberative assembly, not a hen party.
Kindly observe the established rules of parliamentary procedure.
Kindly tell that to your echo.
Anyway, I move on the grounds of fairness, equality, and because girls
better grades, that the scholarship be open to female applicants. Do I have a
second, Kim?
Girl, take as long as you need.
Kim, I'm asking you to second my motion.
Apparently, neither of you are familiar with this book. It's called Robert's
Rules of Order.
Would that be the enlarged seventh edition or the expanded ninth?
It doesn't matter. They both say you're out of order.
The scholarship is not open for discussion.
Now, as you all know, the fundraiser is scheduled for the 14th of next month.
And you're just now assigning committees?
Hey, you're going to get publicity at this late date. Holler out the window.
Yeah, she's right.
We should have been talking about this last week instead of counting how many
people were in that picture of the Million Man March.
We will deal with these extraneous issues after. If we move fast, we still
get the word out. All we have to do is be a little bit more creative.
Hey, I got an idea.
We can all lift announcements in our church bulletin. Good thinking, Norman.
You're on the publicity committee.
Hold up.
I'm still running things, Winnie Mandela.
My bad, Nelson, just helping things move along.
Yeah, well, Harold, you've got the security committee.
Craig, finance. Norman, you're off publicity.
I need you on something really important.
Refreshment committee. And Moesha will assist.
Moesha will not.
Ooh, I'll do it!
Ken, there's a principal involved here. No, there is a man involved here.
What committee is Simon Sir left?
The cleanup committee.
Then why don't we rename that the Entertainment Committee?
There is no Entertainment Committee. Our people do enough of that already.
Our people also planned too many events at the last minute, but that didn't stop
you, did it?
Yeah, she's right.
Okay, okay.
Well, Moesha, since you're just brimming with ideas, I'm appointing you head of
the Entertainment Committee.
Thanks. That just about covers everything on our agenda. I'll expect
next week's meeting.
What now?
Who's on the location committee? We can't book a group or set publicity at
late a day. You needn't concern yourself with that.
No, this is important. We really need someone good on this. I know. That's why
I'm doing it. Well, if you need any help, I know a progressive sister
there are no further objections, this meeting is officially adjourned.
Excuse me, Whitlock.
Listen, I know it seems as though we've gotten off on the wrong foot, but I
really hope we can work together on this.
Well, we can.
And we will.
Just as soon as you learn your place around here.
Learn your place.
Okay, Miles.
Let's see what you've learned.
Okay.
Where do we put Moe's blouse?
Permanent press.
Good. Okay, ah.
Where did this go?
Cold water.
Excellent.
Uh, what's going on? I'm learning how not to be a burden on some women when I
grow up.
I'm teaching Miles a few basic household skills.
Yeah, like what?
Like cooking, cleaning, laundry. Things a young man needs to know in order to
survive on his own.
Tomorrow I'm learning how to hem my pants.
Yeah, that's real nice, son. Dee, you mind if I talk to you for a second?
Sure.
You keep sorting.
Something wrong, Frank?
Dee, this is no time to be confusing that boy. These are his formative years.
That's why I'm teaching him now.
Look, baby, I don't even expect for you to get it, okay?
Look, just trust me. It's a man thing.
You act like learning how to do the laundry is the first step towards a life
musical theater.
You said it. I didn't.
I'll tell you what confused is.
Confused is a young man thinking he's going to find a 21st century woman who's
going to cook and clean for him.
As a matter of fact, I'm conducting a special weekend seminar just for you.
I wasn't too sure about this one.
Gentle or normal cycle?
Normal.
You know, Hakeem, I'm tired of trying to talk this into some macho knuckleheads.
Oh, so all guys are guilty because of what one guy said?
That's like saying all women are gold diggers because of Robin Givens.
And Anna Nicole Smith.
And any woman that would go out with Biggie Smalls.
What is going on with you two?
Some Neanderthal named Whitlock Green tried to claim that the Council for
Concerned Youth is just for guys.
Says they're learning how to become men.
That's what I'm talking about.
That's the kind of training young boys need.
Are you saying that young girls don't need leadership training?
No, but y 'all can form the National Organization for Women, and men won't
complain a lick about it. Yeah, not a lick. Yeah, what's wrong with training
young boys how to become young men? Not a thing.
And what's so wrong with wanting to make leaders out of those young men? I don't
see nothing wrong.
Well, what is wrong with you two cooking dinner for each other tonight?
Not a chance.
Come on.
Let's get out of here so the men can lead themselves up Hamburger Helper
Left, left, left, right, left, your left.
Next we'll hear from the Entertainment Committee.
Thank you.
Per our last meeting...
I've contacted several well -known performers.
The question is, have you contracted any of them?
I'm sure you've heard of Milli Vanilli.
Anyway, I got Jodeci.
That's great. How'd you get them?
I told a VP at their record label what we were trying to do, and she said...
she'd do anything to help us girls out.
So... Everything is contingent upon date and location, so I guess we should hear
your report before I finish mine. We're not talking about location. Now, we're
talking about entertainment.
Would that be Swahili for we have no location?
Now, see, that's exactly why we don't need women in the room. Don't need them.
What? Why can't the black woman just support the black man instead of always
jumping up in his face trying to tear him down? Tear him down.
Shut up.
You know what? This isn't about that woodlock, so don't even try it. This is
about me and you. You mean this is about you. About how you always have to be in
the front when what you really need to do is just step back. Way back.
Is that what you want?
Most definitely.
All right.
I'll go you one better.
I'm stepping off.
Me and Jodeci are out of here.
believe I actually let it happen. Oh, Frank, stop it. Honey, there's nothing
wrong with a boy learning how to cook.
Tonight, we're starting with a small garden salad, topped with a light
vinaigrette. All right.
Mm, good, Miles.
Very good.
Here we get going here.
No, Dad.
What's the matter?
Not your salad for me.
No, son, this is not salad.
It's roughage.
Nice apron, Chef Boyard Little D.
What's on the menu?
For the entree this evening, we're having veal piccata with lemon capers,
by a medley of steamed vegetables.
Oh. Not too tart, I hope.
Just the way you like it.
Oh, my God.
Frank. Hey,
Miss Mitch.
I like that new little thing you're doing with my man Miles.
Yeah, D. Maybe you can do the same thing for Hakeem at his house.
This is good.
Miles, this is real good.
Thanks, Dad.
Want some more? Yeah, buddy, why don't you just lay it right there?
Why, you ought to give me some of that sauce, too.
Is this the right corn?
It's the only one left.
Say, Mo, I've been hearing mad noise about your little fundraiser.
Heard you got Jodeci.
Boo!
Sounds like the bomb.
So, uh, I was wondering, could you hook a brother up with a couple of them free
tickets or loan me $10, whichever one's easier for you?
Look, I'm not involved in the fundraiser anymore. If you want tickets, you gotta
get them from Kim.
That's all right.
I can't afford her free tickets.
Mo. You quit the youth council?
I didn't exactly quit. I'm just waiting for Whitlock to die.
So you let him get the best of you, huh?
Who cares about an ungrateful, narrow -minded, sexist million -man march
clothes?
I'll get it. No, I'll get it. I don't want my food getting cold.
All right, Mo, what happened? What did that Lockheed boy do?
It's a Whitlock, and I don't want to talk about it. No, no, no, wait a
baby. Now, if somebody hurts my pumpkin, we do need to talk about it. Mm -hmm.
Does Moesha Mitchell live here?
Unfortunately.
I'm a bro.
Figures.
Tell a girl like me to see her.
Mo, the guy you wanted dead is here.
Moesha. What are you doing here? No, no, no, Mo. Where are your manners, baby?
That's no way to speak to a guest.
Hi. I'm Moesha's father.
Pleasure to meet you, sir. Yeah, I've heard a lot about you, young man.
Now, let's get something straight.
My little daughter has got more leadership in her pinky than a million
you.
Frank, give him back his hand.
Frank?
I am sure that he has a very good reason for making Mo feel so unwanted that an
anguished resignation was her only recourse. And I, for one, am dying to
it.
Guys, can we... Hold him, hold him.
Let me set you straight on something, bruh.
Okay, Mo, she can do anything she set her mind to.
Okay, so if you don't know who you dissing, you better ask somebody.
Yeah, like me. Don't let this apron fool you, bruh.
Thank you, Blank Man and Robin.
And Bonnie and Clyde.
Nice family.
No need to sit.
So, Whitlock, what in Robert's rules made you think a visit to my house was
order?
I didn't come here to argue, if that's what you're asking. I was just hoping
and I could just talk.
Okay.
Talk.
Are you always so abrupt?
Get out.
All right, Marisha, we want you back in the group.
Really?
on earth would you want me back?
You didn't get a place, did you? Oh, no, I got a place. I mean, a year and a
half from now, but I got it.
Well, that gives you enough time to get publicity, huh? Yeah.
All right, Moesha, I was wrong for the way I treated you, and I'm sorry.
Oh, an apology.
At least you're on the right road.
Come on, don't make me beg.
Beg? You're just brimming with ideas.
Moesha, we need your help.
I tell you what.
You open that scholarship to girls, and I'll help you get a place.
But I can't... Or beg.
I'm talking old -school, dramatic, stylistic temptations. I ain't too proud
beg, baby.
Okay.
I'll open the scholarship to women, but only if you allow me to take you to
dinner.
Are you serious?
Oh, I'm Babyface R. Kelly Boyz II Men on Bed and Knee serious.
That'd be nice.
We'll see you Saturday?
Saturday.
Did you tell him off? He is so fu -
It's about to go good to me.
You've got to get on up.
You've got to get on up.
smoothie or some nachos or something. I mean, not only is this food good, but
Miss Endell back there is donating everything she sells, a percentage of
our concerned scholarship.
All right? Ooh!
What's up between you and Mr. Whip -A -Pill Whitlock?
Nothing you haven't already told everybody.
Y 'all really got married?
Yeah, Kim.
I'm on my honeymoon right now.
And most importantly, I think the world needs to see young black brothers coming
together for something positive.
Excuse me a minute. Charles.
Charles, take a look.
Oh, it seems like the publicity committee is on the case. What paper was
from? The Sentinel.
Moesha, there's something very important I need to ask you.
What's that?
Well, they want to take a picture of the event organizers. Oh, how do I look?
You look perfect.
And you know that I know that this wouldn't happen without you.
This was a team effort. We all did our part.
Moesha, I think this picture should just focus on the man.
Huh?
I think we all need to see that this is the work of young black brothers.
Even if it's not?
Even if it's not.
You know what? You're the same old wedlock.
You know what?
You can tell them this event was organized by Martians for all I care.
Oh, excuse me. Men from Mars.
What's wrong, Mom?
At what age did you guys stop being jerks? Stop?
They don't really get started till they're 25.
That hasn't been my experience.
Hold up, hold up. Everybody's not here yet. Yeah, Moesha, come get in this
picture. Yeah, come on, Mo.
That's right, girl. I can't hold this pose forever.
Look, Moesha, we're not going to do this without you.
Come on.
Mo, Mo.
Locke still acts like he doesn't know.
Too bad, because he's got a fine.
You know, I wish I could have seen the look on his face when the newspaper came
out. I had a good idea what the picture would look like, but the headline even
blew my mind.
It's a good thing Andale is tight with the editor.
The old boys aren't the only ones who know how to network.
Lizzie wants to be voted best dressed at school.
All you have to do is outdress Kate for one day. But will mom's help cramp her
style? I would like to take you bargain hunting. I can't wear bargains.
Lizzie McGuire, today at 5 .30 Eastern.
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