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[singing in foreign language]

[imitating a monkey chattering]

[continue singing]

[theme song]

♪ We are living single ♪

♪ Ooh in a 90's kind of world ♪

♪ I'm glad I've got my girls ♪

♪ Keep your head up ♪ ♪ What ♪

♪ Keep your head up ♪ ♪ That's right ♪

♪ Whenever this life get tough you got to fight ♪

♪ With my homegirls standing to my left ♪

♪ And my right ♪ ♪ True blue ♪

♪ We're tight like glue ♪

♪ We are living ♪ ♪ Check check check it out ♪

♪ Check check check it out ♪ ♪ Single ♪

Max! Have you been here all night?

Are you crazy? I went home to get my robe.

What's up with those rollers?

Oh! Oh, oh, oh!

Was an experiment. I had to do something at 4:00 a. m..

And that's all you could think of?

Made you a pot‐holder.

‐ Maxine. ‐ Yeah?

Look, I know it's been rough being suspended from work..

And girl, you know you're like a sister to me

but you've just been chillin' all up and through here

for the past four weeks.

What are you trying to say?

‐ Go home. ‐ It's time.

You again?

Max, you're like a wad of gum stuck to the bottom of my life.

What do you people want me to do?

I just can't sit around my place all day

waiting for Evans and Bell to call me back to work.

[crying] Why not?

'Cause I've already had my phone calls forwarded here.

Good morning, my little crumpet.

Good morning, my handsome hash brown.

Hey, you two make breakfast really unattractive.

You ladies know Miss Meg, that nice elderly woman

about ye high, who lives across the street in Max's building?

‐ 'Yeah.' ‐ 'Mmm‐hmm.'

You think she's a serial killer?

No!

‐ Why? ‐ No reason.

Just thought I saw her draggin' a dead body to her car.

‐ Wait! ‐ What?

‐ Morning, people. ‐ Overton, you are bugging.

That sweet old lady is not a murderer.

Overton, man, are you still on this Miss Meg thing?

I saw what I saw.

Uh‐huh. Now, tell the ladies what you watched

on television last night.

‐ "Dial M for Murder." ‐ Mm‐hmm.

‐ "Psycho." ‐ Mm‐hmm.

And "The Wrath of Khan."

‐ Your point? ‐ Has been made.

[telephone ringing]

Don't! I got it! Oh, sorry.

I'm here, don't worry yourself.

Maxine Shaw.

Yes.

Mmm‐hmm.

Okay. Bye.

That was Evans and Bell. They want me at work tomorrow.

I'm... back!

[all cheering]

Okay? Hey, you know what I mean.

There you go. Hey! Ah!

‐ Hey, baby, I love you! ‐ She's back! She's back!

Yo!

Ah‐h.

Whoo!

Fluorescent light.

Oh, headphones.

Oh! Stapler.

[laughing]

Tracy, we're out of staples.

Welcome back, Max.

It's good to be back.

Oh, look at that. Come here, girl.

City.

A city filled with contract disputes, personal injuries

bad marriages... at 125 bucks an hour.

Let's get started.

‐ Fire away. ‐ Okay.

First, I need the depositions

for the Bentley embezzlement case.

Then, a precedent

for the Harris vs. The Cherry Hill Tattoo Parlor.

This can't be the first time a customer's asked

for "Satan rules", and got "Santa rules" instead.

‐ Ah! ‐ Knock‐knock.

Glad to see you settling in, Max.

A good lawyer never settles.

He he.

Yes, well, I hope your extended vacation gave you time to think

about how your over‐zealousness almost lost us

our biggest client.

Mr. Evans, my time off was a virtual reflect‐a‐thon.

Not only did I reflect on how I over‐stepped my bounds..

I also thought about how I can improve my win‐loss ratio

dispose of my case load more efficiently

and I learned French!

Lovely!

You understand we had to give your cases

to other attorneys during your absence.

Natural‐mo.

And you understand that you'll have to help

some of the new associates before taking on any more cases?

Absolu‐mo!

I'm glad we're on the same page.

One other thing, our tax department is expanding.

So we're moving you to a office down the hall.

You mean one of those cubby holes with no windows?

Oui.

Anything else?

Max. Max, let me say this.

If it were up to my partner, you'd never see the inside

of this law firm again.

But I convinced him that we'd look pretty stupid if we lost

a lawyer of your caliber to another firm.

Oh, another thing.

It'd have been more useful if you'd to learn Spanish.

Estupido!

Enough.

Khadijah, paper plates?

Oh, you volunteerin' to wash dishes after the party.

Carry on.

Synclaire, I am really impressed that you made

all these decorations by yourself.

We needed a theme.

Could you hand me one of those little electric chairs.

That's sick. That's..

Oh, think Miss Meg about to make a move.

Overton, man, the woman uses a cane.

Yeah, in the right hands it's an effective murder weapon.

But wait, what's that in your orthopedic shoes?

Why, it's poisoned spikes!

Yeah, you just laugh it up, Little Lord Fauntelroy.

But always remember, in the movies it's always

the skeptical one that get's it first.

Oh, please. Overton, you know what, man?

I am really sick of you and about this. Alright?

Now, I'm sure it's just a‐‐.

Oh, my God!

That's right. Hannibal Lecter with dentures.

Wow, Miss Meg really is holding a corpse.

She's in great shape for an old biddy!

Let me see. Let me see.

Oh, too late. She just went inside.

Obie, are you sure it isn't just one of those scary movies

you saw the other night?

No, Synclaire, I saw the body, too.

Besides, I can tell the difference

between reality and movie magic.

Wait, wait. Remember the time we went to see "Alien"?

You spent the whole night up worrying something was gonna

pop out of that mole on your arm.

Pffft. Aah!

Yeah.

Well, I would expect you not to believe me, Khadijah.

You're a skeptic.

But, Synclaire, I'm your man.

Don't you worry, Overton. I'm with you on this one.

We're gonna bust Miss Meg.

Now, she might be old, but she ain't above the law.

When I'm receiving the mayor's medal of honor

I'll be sure to thank you.

Even though we both know that you didn't support me

when... I needed it most.

Oh, thank you. Sometimes, I think I don't deserve you.

Believe me, you do.

Good evening, people.

[all cheering]

So... how was your first day back at Evans and Bell?

[sighing] It was great!

Magnifique!

‐ I quit. ‐ No!

Max, you just went back to work. How could you quit?

I had to.

They gave away my cases, moved me into a cubicle

and they asked me out to lunch for sushi.

I hate sushi!

Me, too. Sushi can give you parasites.

It's the green horseradish that gets to me.

You couldn't have given this a little more thought?

Well, hell, I tried it with ginger, I tried it with..

I tried it with soy sauce. I tried it..

You're not even talking to me, huh?

Khadijah, I am not going back. Bump that.

They made it very clear they would never

stop punishing me for what I did. So..

Oh, I understand, Max.

I know what it's like to be trapped in a job you can't stand

trapped like a wolf in a clamp.

You just wanna chew off your own paw just to be free.

Just gnaw.

And then, Khadijah hired me.

It's good to be free. Let the sun shine in.

You got to scrape your fins on that one, baby girl.

Max, I know things was kinda tight at work.

I'm saying it was a paycheck right.

And a place for you to go everyday, right.

I mean, couldn't you have at least waited

until you had another job lined up?

You are all forgetting that I am Maxine Shaw

the baddest attorney of law.

Now there've been offers in the past

there'll be plenty in the future.

All I have to do is sit here, and wait for your phone to ring.

Oh, no.

See, honey, when you left, I had the phones re‐forwarded

back to your crib.

I know. I had them re‐re‐forwarded.

No!

You've got to get up pretty early in the morning

to get one over on me!

Yes, because evil never sleeps.

But ugly gets plenty of rest.

Dissing Kyle.

I guess you really are okay, huh?

That's what I've been trying to tell you.

Well, I'm glad, Max. So since you gonna be home a lot

would you let me put some suction mounted parabolic

microphones on your ceiling, so I can listen in

on what Miss Meg's up to?

If you're looking for someone to worry about..

(Max) 'Khadijah.'

‐ Khadijah. ‐ What?

That cover letter and resume

aren't folded into perfect thirds.

Then you could be foldin' 'em your damn self.

Come on, Khadijah, these are the kind of things employers notice.

No wonder I haven't received any offers.

I've offered to throw your ass off the roof.

Max, these things take time.

You've only been out of work one week.

And four week's suspension before that.

If I don't sue someone soon, I'll die!

Regine, let go.

I gotta check the depth of field

and make sure the F‐stop is properly adjusted.

Well, I've gotta put film in the camera, Jughead.

There you go, genius.

Get over that spying on that old lady.

Y'all should be ashamed of yourselves.

No, it's the police that need to be ashamed.

We've been down there three times

telling them about Miss Meg.

And now, we ain't allowed within 200 feet of the precinct.

Well, has Miss. Meg done anything out of the ordinary?

Well, let's just take a little look at the log.

8:00 a. M., sharp

10:00 a. M., takes three blue pills.

11:30, drags body in front door.

It's the same thing everyday.

Someone's approachin' the building!

Middle‐aged man, striped polyester pants

wallabies, large canvas sack.

Ooh, not a good look!

Mailman!

I just hope she doesn't get any more rejection letters today.

Me, too! Every rejection means 100 more resumes.

I am tired of licking the back of Patsy Cline's head!

Obie, Obie, I think I got something.

The couple in 3‐B just had a argument

and from the look on his face

he just found out that baby ain't his!

Regine, sometimes I feel you're motivated by sheer nosiness

and not the pursuit of truth and justice.

Yeah, so?

Three more law firms have thanked me for my interest

but I've nothing available.

But the good news is, I get ten CDs for a penny, if I act now.

Don't do it, Max. It's a trap.

Max, may be you should just call Evans and Bell

and ask for your job back.

That would be like admitting I was wrong.

And I wasn't.

It's not gonna happen, Khadijah.

Hey! This one's from Pearlman, Horn and, Kocek.

They're the ones who made you the offer before Evans and Bell.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Blah, blah, blah.

Et cetera, et cetera. Yes!

They want a meet with me.

Hey, see, Khadijah, she does have a prayer in hell.

Regine, I've solved the case.

There's an abandoned apartment across the street.

It's been completely trashed. It's gotta be the crime scene.

Well, no, that's Max's apartment.

You know, Max, the city will pick that stuff up

every Wednesday if you just put it all outside.

You know, I miss helping Max.

Typing, stuffing envelopes, making copies.

It was all so soothing.

Well, in that case, there's a big soothing pile of work

on your desk at the office.

It's practically a spa.

Alright you naysayers... say nay to is.

We got three rolls of hard evidence.

Plus the shot of Synclaire trying to blow out

the trick candles on her birthday cake.

You guys!

Look at this. Miss Meg dragging the body.

Well, just call him John Doe.

Here she is, putting John into the car.

Oh, that really is a body.

Oh, I should've had faith in you.

Don't worry, my little sweet potato pie.

Just being able to say, "I told you so" is its own reward.

Overton, I have solved the case.

Here is your dead body.

It's called a safety man. Miss Meg puts him in the car

so it doesn't look like she's driving alone.

You sure it's not just a crafty alibi?

Come on, give it up, Overton.

When I went to talk to her

she'd just gotten off the phone with the police.

She reported a couple of peeping toms across the street.

Unbelievable!

I cannot tell the difference between a real man

and a rubber one from 50 feet away.

I'm losing my touch!

Maxine Shaw, Esquire in the house.

Hey, two scare crows looking for a brain.

So I guess the interview went well?

I was on.

By the time I finished

they were asking me when I could start.

Girl, I have not seen you this happy

since you won that negligence suit against that bra company.

Snap in the front, someone's bound to lose an eye.

‐ When do you start? ‐ Sometime next week.

They still have to call, and make me a formal offer.

Oh, then I guess this is what this message is all about.

Oh, they probably want me to start tomorrow.

Hello, Maxine Shaw for Tom Pearlman, please.

Mr. Pearlman, hi.

I enjoyed our meeting this afternoon, as well.

Oh, I see.

Thank you.

‐ I didn't get the job. ‐ Oh!

Why not?

They went with another candidate.

Oh, maybe it's because you're a woman.

‐ Yeah. ‐ They hired a woman.

Well, you know, could be a racial thing.

Yeah, that's it, racial.

She was a sister.

Anybody?

I know what the problem is. It's me.

Max don't trip.

No, no, maybe..

Maybe I'm, uh, not qualified enough.

Come on, Max, now, I could say a lot of bad things about you.

And I will.

But you are a good lawyer.

You graduated at the top of your class.

You passed the New York bar the first time.

John F. Kennedy Jr. couldn't do it, and he knows people.

Well, maybe I just don't work hard enough.

Hush up, girl. Nobody works harder.

Or maybe it's an ego thing.

Maybe I'm too arrogant.

No.

Max, you are arrogant.

And hard headed and overbearing and domineering.

But that's what it takes to be a good attorney.

‐ Maybe. ‐ Okay, my pep talk is done.

If you need some more stroking, talk to Synclaire.

You'll be back to work in no time.

At even better firm, making more money.

Believe me, everything happens for a reason.

Woo woo woo. Woo woo woo.

Yeah, you're right.

I'll be fine. Fine, more than fine.

‐ Ha, I just need food. ‐ There you go.

Yes, hello. May I speak to Al Evans

or Raymond Bell, please?

I know I may have acted rashly, but..

No, that's stupid.

I know I may have acted foolish..

But if you give me another chance

I think I can prove... that I'm a team player.

(woman on phone) 'Al Evans office.'

'Hello?'

'Hello?'

'Hello?'

♪ We are living single ♪

♪ Yes we're living the single life ♪

♪ We are living single ♪

♪ In a 90's kind of world ♪

♪ I'm glad I've got my girls ♪

♪ Keep your head up! What! ♪

♪ Keep your head up! That's right! ♪

♪ Whenever this life gets tough you got to fight ♪

♪ With my homegirls standing to my left and my right ♪

♪ True blue, we're tight like glue ♪

♪ We are living single ♪

♪ In a 90's kind of world ♪

♪ I'm glad I've got my girls ♪