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Okay, you guys know Morgan, right? Well, she's having a pajama party and it's

gonna be factual!

Wait, the guys are staying?

Yep. A chance like this doesn't happen every day.

Well, exactly what kind of chances are you talking about?

Let's go.

Now.

Bernie, you know you the man. Who the man?

And, uh, this is nice.

Fruity like Boone's farm, but yet not a bracelet.

Oh, thank you, Bernie.

It's, uh, French, 1995, Morgon.

Tweety, if you paid $20 for this little bottle, you paid too much.

No, it was bottled in 1995. The wine was only $15.

$15. You could have scored a gallon of Gallo, two Whoppers, and, uh, another

of no pretty head red.

But, hey.

I like a woman who's not afraid to pay for what she wants.

Oh, Bernie.

You really helped me get over breaking up with J .W. Thank you.

Well, hey, you know, what are friends for if they can't keep you from being

spiteful?

Well, I'm not a spiteful person. I hope he's happy.

Can't be.

35 -year -old man still living with his mama.

Come on, sweetie. Come on.

I have.

I don't want him.

I don't even think about him.

I don't care if I ever see him again.

Hi, that might be J .W.

Bernard Jefferson Mitchell hired from no one.

Except Moish.

Moish?

Mo, what are you doing here at 1 o 'clock in the morning?

Where are your clothes?

Moesha.

Angel, I'm sorry if I woke you up.

Uncle Bernie.

What are you doing here?

That's grown folks business.

Now, my question is, when did you start sleepwalking? I wasn't sleepwalking. I

was at a slumber party when he busted in and took me home. He?

My dad.

We had a fight and I walked out.

Angel, can I stay over here tonight?

Forget it.

No.

I mean, uh, I'm taking you back home, baby girl. Oh, wait a minute, Bernie.

can stay tonight in the guest room, and I'll call Frank and let him know she's

okay.

Okay.

You sure she's gonna be all right? Oh, she'll be fine.

Well, I'm going home.

Baby girl, if you need anything, call me.

Oh, your phone's back on?

Hey.

Okay.

Good night, Bernie.

And thank you for giving me a shoulder to lean on. Anytime.

And when this shoulder wears down, I got a spare.

All right.

See you now.

Well, you want to talk about it now or in the morning?

Now.

What was my uncle doing over here?

Well, girl, you do look tired. I think you should get some sleep.

We'll talk about your situation in the morning.

I'm going to go in there. Nighty -night.

Frank, why don't I call over and make sure that Mozart... No, no, no, Dee. And

they'll call us if there's a problem.

But, Frank... Oh, babe, please don't.

Big bro, Dee!

Hey.

Uh, Bernie, you haven't learned that knocking doesn't mean come in.

What do you mean, yeah?

Mmm, boy, this house either has real good ventilation or that boy next door

all the smell out of breakfast.

Bernie, would you like a cup of coffee?

Indubitably.

I could have some bacon and eggs so I could hold it down.

Sure. I'll even give you the frying pan to cook it in.

Then cook it myself?

Indubitably.

You know, Bernie, something tells me that you didn't come all the way over

for bacon and eggs. Bingo, big bro.

I'm here by motion.

Now, when she comes back from Andale... Wait a minute.

How'd you know she was over there?

That's my business.

Now back to your business.

When Moesha comes home, you need to lighten up on her. Try using a little

psychology, sociology, even maybe even a little anthropology.

You need to study a little etymology.

Dee, Dee, you don't have to show out.

We know you went to college.

You need to be less of a father, more of a friend. Mm -hmm.

Well, what I don't need is some checkbook father trying to tell me how

my daughter.

Excuse me.

Oh, Dee, Dee.

He cut me low.

He know I send money orders.

Now, Bernie, you know how your brother is when he thinks he's right.

It's him against the world.

He gonna take on the world.

He can't get you to cook.

Look, I don't care what your record sold. No Javon, Air, Miss Willis lives

Stop calling.

J .W.'s back.

Desperate?

Anyway, that's probably me selling my clothes.

Clothes? I called and asked her to bring the bag I left at the party.

Hey, Nia.

Hey,

girl.

Thanks for bringing it over. No problem.

And we're just glad that you're alive.

Because your daddy was mad.

And we didn't know if you were going to make it.

Yeah, but I bet you kept partying.

Yeah, well, it wasn't like we could save you.

Frank was that mad, huh?

Mad. Man, he was out of control.

Uh -huh. And for no reason. I mean, he burst in there and dragged me out in

front of all those people. Uh -huh. And then he accused me of having sex with

Jeremy. Did you?

No. Can you see Pooka there?

Yeah, but I didn't see you for about an hour. An hour?

Oh, he must have skills.

Hey, you guys.

Sam, look. Just because he saw us coming from upstairs in our pajamas, he jumped

to conclusions.

Well, he didn't have to jump too far.

But it was a slumber party, Andell. Yeah, full of ovulating teenage girls

testosterone -ooling boys in pajamas. It sounds perfect to me.

And you sound just like my daddy.

Hold up. Your father used ovulating and testosterone in the same sentence? If it

translates into get your butt in the car, yes.

Look, you guys.

Just forget it.

Mo, all fathers with daughters act like Frank.

Uh -uh. Mine doesn't. My five older sisters broke him down.

What I was trying to say is your father cares about you.

But does caring about me mean controlling me?

It's not working out. He won't listen to me, so that means he doesn't understand

me. And why can't he just trust me to handle my situation?

I don't know. You can ask him in a few minutes when you get home.

You need me to drop you off?

No, I have my hoopty outside.

Niecy, you gonna ride with me?

Uh -uh. Your daddy might be home.

Besides, I trust you to handle your situations by yourself.

Ready, Andale?

An hour?

What you been up to, girl? Not much. Just showing my cousin Jenny around L

And I want her to see your place.

She just got here from North Carolina.

Oh, it's good to meet you. Oh, it's good to be off that bus.

And Dale, I told her about your famous smoothie.

Well, have a seat and I'll bring you a cup. Oh, great.

And, uh, speaking of smoothies, do you know where Denzel lives?

No. Wesley Snipes.

Nope. Eddie Griffin?

Girl, you don't really want to know.

So what else happened to Mo?

Forget Mo.

What's up with you two?

What two?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, so now y 'all gonna play dumb.

I'm not playing.

Anyway.

I love the way you two are looking at each other.

Dancing all slow and everything.

Well, that's what you do on a slow record, Niecy.

Gin and juice is not a slow record, Hakeem.

But that's okay. Stay caged in denial.

But remember, the truth shall set you free.

Hey. Hey, Mom.

How'd the talk with your father go?

Everything's cool.

Okay. Okay.

Girl, Niecy told us what happened.

You have to be pretty desperate to listen to Andale all night.

Last night wasn't bad.

Wasn't until this morning she started tripping.

Y 'all, I can't go back there.

Well, you're always welcome to stay at my house.

Aw, thanks, Hakeem, but I still have to go to my house to eat.

True, true.

Well, you can stay with us.

And share the bottom half of a bunk bed? I don't think so.

You know, I would put you up in my house, but my mama thinks you're a bad

influence.

And when she forced us to go to Tijuana, and she still can't get over the night

we stayed out till 4 in the morning.

Kim, I never stayed out that late with anybody.

Well, girl, you didn't expect for me to say I was with Michael till 4 in the

morning, did you?

No, I'd much rather you sacrifice my reputation.

Well, that's what Michael said.

Anyway, I got to go to work. I'll see y 'all later. What are you going to say?

Don't worry about me.

I got some place I can crash.

Dude, I'm always straight tripping. If I had my own room, my own bed, and only

one annoying brother, man, they'd have to pry me out of that house with the

of life.

Moesha, what are you doing here?

Sleeping.

How did you get in?

Remember your key that I lost?

Yes.

I found it.

Mo, I thought you and your father worked things out.

You never went home, did you?

You lied to your father, now you're lying to me?

Get your things, let's go.

My hand, Donna. Oh, your butt's run out of butt. Come on, Moesha, let's go.

Come on. All right.

Let's go. I'm going.

Hey.

Dad,

may I be excused?

Sure, son.

I've got to move fast because the countdown is on.

Countdown for what, little man?

For Mo's room. If she's not home in 30 minutes, I can claim squatters rights.

You know, Dee, I don't understand this.

I mean, I thought sure she'd come to her senses by now.

Yeah, I'm feeling you, Mr. Mitch. You going to eat that biscuit?

Frank, why don't you call Ann Delvin and tell Mo to come home?

Yeah, that's a good idea, Mrs. Mitch.

Please pass the jelly.

Baby, it's not that I don't want to, but she is the one who disrespected me and

my house, so she has got to make the first move. Honey, I'm sure she

that.

All right, I'll call over there then.

Yeah, I'll tell her I said what's up.

More butter?

Machine, I guess they've gone out for breakfast.

They should be over here.

This is the joint.

Hey, what does a brother got to do to get some juice around here?

Hey, Frank D.

Hey. Cream.

Oh, well, I guess I better go. I'm allergic to people with shiny clothes.

Hey, boy, at least I don't glow in the dark.

Bernie, what you got in the bag?

Some real food.

I got bacon.

Grits.

Papa Jeff.

No quiche.

Something better than that.

Fatback.

I just thought I wanted to do something special for you, Dee, you know, because,

see, it's times like this when family should be together.

Thanks, Bernie. You're welcome.

And listen, don't go worrying about Mo. She's going to be fine. She's a little

high, strong, a little independent.

I was the same way, and look how it turned out.

Yeah, now you understand my concern.

Oh, big bruh.

Jealousy don't look good on you.

Even that plaid shirt.

It's Moe.

Wow, look at Dorothy. Back from Oz. Where's Toto?

Moe, where's Chet?

Good to have you home.

It's good to be home.

It's all good.

Hi, Daddy.

Moesha.

Daddy, I apologize for not telling you that boys were at the slumber party.

I accept your apology, Moesha.

And I didn't know that they were going to be spending the night. Uh -huh.

And I'm sorry I walked out of the house.

Okay. But I think that you should trust me to act like the person that you've

raised me to be. I do trust you. However, you can't expect me to trust

you lie to me.

Okay, but I didn't lie to you about not having sex with Jeremy. Well, why should

I believe you told the truth about that when you didn't tell the truth about

anything else? Because I did tell you the truth about Jeremy.

I mean, just because you saw it coming from upstairs, it doesn't mean that I

anything. Okay. All right, this time I'm going to give you the benefit of the

doubt.

Then I'm going to say something to you again.

As long as you live in this house, you'll do as I say. You understand,

I understand.

Good.

I understand that nothing's changed.

Daddy, nothing's changed.

You only call me Moesha when you're mad at me.

But you want me to be pumpkin for the rest of my life.

I can't.

Then where are you going?

Going upstairs to get some clothes.

I'll be back for the rest of my things later.

Frank, maybe I should go upstairs. No, no, no, Dee. Leave her alone.

She thinks she's grown. Let her go.

Go where, Frank? Why don't you ask her?

She has all the answers.

Dee.

Don't worry, Moe. She can stay in my house until she and Frank come to some

of mutual understanding.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, tween?

I was kind of hoping you and I can come to a mutual understanding.

Can a man make plans?

Going somewhere?

Yep.

You won't be back before noon, will you?

Nope.

I'm out of here for good this time.

For real?

Can I have your room?

You got it.

Have fun.

You're not kidding, are you?

Look, Mom, I'm getting my stuff. You can have your room back.

I don't want my room, Miles.

It's yours.

But it's no fun having it if you don't want it.

Mo, you can't go.

It's the only thing I have.

Just because I'm not living here anymore doesn't... It doesn't mean that I'm not

your sister.

Hey, I'll still come by the playground and kick your butt in some horse, all

right?

Oh, yeah. It's much bigger than my old bed. It's queen size.

She knows I'm working and I can pull my own weight around here.

In a way, Kim stopped tripping. And Dale likes my company. She said I can stay

here as long as I want. So you know what?

Call Niecy and y 'all come on over.

Hakeem's on his way.

All right.

Bye.

Hey, you guys want to hang out?

I'm going to make some popcorn. And you know what?

Joaquin's picking up I Know What You Did Last Summer.

I can't wait for the sequel.