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[audience cheering on TV]

(male announcer on TV) 'Here's the kick. Look at the hang time on that ball.'

'Deion Sanders is fading way back. Back‐back.'

Hey, man. Pigs in the blanket.

‐ May I? ‐ Sure. Help yourself.

(male announcer on TV) 'Sanders catches it. Here they come.'

'Here comes Sanders, He's carrying the ball'

'and the tackler into the end zone.'

'Touch down!'

[indistinct cheering]

Hey, is he eating a pig in the blanket?

♪ We are living ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Single ♪

♪ O‐oh in a 90's kinda 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 up you gotta fight with ♪

♪ My homegirl standing to my left and my right ♪

♪ True blue and tight like glue ♪

♪ We are living ♪

♪ Single ♪

♪ Ah‐h ♪

Mm‐hmm.

Hmm. Then you fold in three cups of miniature marshmallows

and three cup of regular sized marshmallows.

Oh, mom.

I still can't believe you're giving me the family recipe.

I'm gonna go now, 'cause I'm feeling a little misty.

Okay.

My mother just told me how to make

her special marshmallow and yam casserole.

Not that crap you call yamallow.

‐ Compl‐compl‐compliments. ‐ Ha! Happy thanksgiving to ya.

Max, you're supposed to bring a side dish.

These are corn chips.

Maize.

The Indians served these to the pilgrims.

Why you sweatin' me?

'Cause everything has to be perfect for her new man.

Oh, please.

He's not my man.

We just hung out a couple of times.

And you know, at first I wasn't really attracted to Darryl.

Then he told me he wasn't attracted to me either.

And I became intrigued.

I think it's wonderful

that we're all bringing someone special this thanksgiving.

I've got my Obie, you've got your Scooter

she's got her Darryl, and you've got your..

‐ Who are you bringing, Max? ‐ I'm not bringing anyone.

Wait, I thought you was bringing Michael.

Oh, yeah, I am. Good ol' Michael Johnson.

Janson. Janson. Janson, that's right.

[phone ringing]

Girl, you a mess.

You don't even know who you're bringing.

Hello.

Hi, Scooty‐pooty.

Really? Why?

Tsk, alright. I'll wait.

Okay, love you too. Bye.

Scooter says he has something for me and something to ask me.

Oh! Oh, girl! I know that combination.

You gonna be giving thanks for an engagement ring.

You better start practicing.

That is ridiculous.

You think that..

No.

Do ya think..

No. No.

Khadijah, you have a good relationship.

You're havin' good sex.

Why would Scooter wanna wipe out

all that happiness with a proposal?

What would you say if he did propose?

I don't know.

I'd say..

I don't know.

Say no, girl.

I always do.

As if anyone has ever proposed to you.

Twice. Thank you.

Sure, they were screaming their proposals

at that critical moment.

But technically, I had 'em.

[laughing]

‐ Obie, what's this? ‐ My practice bird.

Do not take the honor of carvin' the thanksgiving turkey lightly.

It's man against beast.

What's wrong with your hands?

‐ Hmm. French tips. ‐ Ha ha.

Mm, you did 'em yourself.

What? I always do my nails for the holidays.

Oh, please.

You're tryin' to set off a ring.

[giggling]

Can't a girl do her nails

without it havin' to be about a man?

[doorbell ringing]

Oh, Scooter!

‐ Hey. ‐ Michael.

Mwah

‐ Glad you could make it. ‐ Yeah. It wasn't easy.

I couldn't tell mom I wouldn't be there

for thanksgiving, so I snuck out durin' the family prayer.

‐ Won't they miss you? ‐ Nah.

If I slip back durin' the family argument, I'll be fine.

So, Michael, did you bring a side dish?

There you go.

How lovely. Cranberry sauce.

What the hell's wrong with you?

‐ What? ‐ I told you to bring a dip.

Oh! Right, right.

[knock on door]

Oh! I got it. I got it. I got it. Don't touch it.

Hey..

[sighs]

Happy holidays, people.

Uh, this is Josephine.

Josephine, that's Overton. Um, Regine, and Khadijah.

Max and..

Oh, Michael.

It's good to see Max's old standby.

That's me.

Well, runnin' dry, huh?

Oh, and look at your date. Oh, she's so pretty.

She must be an actress.

What restaurant do you work at?

Well, actually I'm assistant director of pediatrics

at Park Slope Hospital.

[whimpering]

[doorbell ringing]

No, don't you dare. I'll beat you.

‐ Hey. ‐ What the..

How you doin'? Here you go.

Got a little somethin' for you.

(Regine) 'Thank you.'

Um, everybody. This is Darryl.

This is Overton, Max, Khadijah, Kyle, Josephine and Michael.

‐ Hey, how's everybody. ‐ Hey, what's up, bro.

Hey, hey, hey, brother.

‐ It's alright. ‐ Come on, brother.

Show a little love.

[laughing]

Wow!

Oh! He cracked my back.

So, Darryl, man. What do you do?

Oh, I work for a American parcel service.

I'm responsible for getting important packages

to vital locations in a timely fashion.

I don't get it.

You only date VIP's who drive German cars.

He drives a Volkswagen.

How?

So Darryl, tell me man, how did you two meet?

Oh, I had to deliver a priority letter to Regine's boutique.

Although, I wasn't paying her that much attention at first.

Back in the truck, I know it's the way she signed my clipboard.

Just R.

I knew I had to go back.

Oh, you found her mysterious.

No, you see, the law requires that I get a full signature.

So, uh, Darryl... what exactly are your intentions

towards our little Regine.

Oh, well, it's quite simple, Overton.

You see, I intend to treat Regine as well as I can

for as long as she'll let me.

Good answer.

‐ You a rare brother. ‐ Thank you.

Step off, Jezebel.

What is that unusual smell?

Oh, that's my cousin Synclaire's yamallow.

What? Homemade yamallow?

I'm so sick of the instant, can I check this out.

Oh, man. I'll be right back.

This'll give y'all a chance to talk about me.

You know what I'm saying.

I find the brother totally refreshing.

Yeah, I know, right.

After dating all those pretentious jerks

it's kinda nice hanging out with somebody that's real.

Regine, let's not beat around the bush

some people are born big, some just eat a lot, which one is he?

[doorbell rings]

Alright, that's Scooter. No body move.

‐ Okay, Khadijah, Khadijah. ‐ Yeah?

Stay cool.

This is it, this is it.

Hey.

Hi, everybody.

(everyone) Hi!

Come on in, baby.

Is there some place else we can talk?

Nope.

Come on.

If you rub a lemon on the cutting board

your eyes won't water, dicing the onion.

Oh.

Hey, I didn't realize you guys were still in here.

Darryl, this is Terrence. Terrence, that's Darryl.

‐ What's up, man? ‐ How you doing?

He does that. It's alright.

Can you guys excuse us for a minute? We need to talk.

Darryl was about to show us bachelor's casserole

from left overs.

Ah, yes, the secret ingredient... paprika.

Get out of here.

Khadijah... I've been waiting for the right time to give you this.

Oh, my God.

Scooter, I would never have..

It's a locket.

So you can open it and think of me.

Or I can just look at you, right?

I didn't want to tell you until I knew for sure.

I met the group Jasmine

and they've asked me to manage 'em.

Managing a group?

‐ That's your dream. ‐ Yeah.

If I take the job I have to go on a world tour

with them for six months.

Starting Monday.

Uh, wait, wait let me understand this.

Jasmine wants you to manage 'em, and go on a six‐month tour?

That's right.

I won't go unless you're cool with it.

Baby, I don't want to hold you back.

I don't want to stand in your way.

I won't keep you from going, but I don't want you to go.

Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot you two were in here.

What's this? A ring box?

No, it's not.

I'm going to go now. Bye‐bye!

I did just spring this on you. It is a lot to take in.

Maybe you need time to think.

‐ Yeah, about six months. ‐ Khadijah, come on.

Hey, you asked and I answered.

I don't think you should go.

Then I guess that's it. I won't go.

I can't say I think you're being fair on this.

‐ I'm not being fair? ‐ No. Forget it, alright.

I'll tell them no.

‐ Well, cool. ‐ Cool!

‐ Cool! ‐ Cool!

Hey, cool!

Uh, everything okay?

Oh, fine.

Scooter's been asked to go on a world tour and manage Jasmine.

Oh, that's great.

‐ Congratulations. ‐ Congratulations, man.

Those bony girls that don't wear nothing on stage?

Yeah, but I'm not taking the job.

Because someone decided it's not a good idea for me to go.

Well, someone just sprung this on someone.

We all know who you're talking about. Next time, use pig Latin.

Terrence, I hope you don't mind me saying this

but that group is weak.

All they ever sing about is letting a man control you.

Well, that's not such a bad thing.

‐ Yes, it is. ‐ It's bad for women.

It's bad for men. Just bad all around.

Show a little backbone, brother.

What are you talking about?

Scooter, is the invertebrate not going on tour.

'Cause his woman told him no.

I need some air.

You want to join me, bro?

I‐I‐I'll join you. Yeah, I'll join you.

In my family, it's a tradition

before people sit down to eat, the men go outside

for a talk in the evening chill.

Kinda gets the chest hairs to stand on end.

Shoot, it's cold!

I was trying to do the right thing by asking Khadijah.

‐ How could she say no. ‐ Ah! First mistake, my brother.

Never ask a woman anything.

She'll either give you answer you do not want

or she will answer your question with a question.

Oh, my God, that's Max's emo.

Answer the question with a question.

And it's always the same question.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Women! You know what I'm saying?

Nah, brother. I think that's just your woman.

Can't Khadijah see this is the kind of opportunity

that could set our life.

I just can't believe he's being this selfish.

We're just getting our thing going

and I'm supposed to let him leave like that?

Men are just born selfish.

You know, I know what you're saying.

'Cause even in the maternity ward

these little boys they wanna be fed, changed

and burped all at the same time.

Now, little girls, they practically diaper themselves.

I remember that.

Well, the truth is Scooter made his decision before he got here.

No, no, no. Asking me was one big lie.

Khadijah, remember in "The Godfather"

when Diane Keaton asked Al Pacino

if he had his brother‐in‐law killed.

And he looks her dead in the eye and says no, even though he did?

‐ That's men! ‐ It is! It is!

[indistinct chattering]

Not to cause a crack in the wall of sisterhood

but maybe you should let Scooter go.

What? Why do I have to be the mature one?

I don't want my man to go. I want my man to stay here!

Here, here, here!

Khadijah should understand.

It's not like I'm trying to leave her.

Well, you would be getting on a plane

and going away for six months.

If that's not leaving, it's an incredible simulation.

Six months apart is a long time, but I'm coming back.

Yeah, but she don't see it that way.

You see, what Khadijah needs is a sense of security.

Why, on my first date with Regine, I bought her

a steering wheel lock.

Yeah, she knew I cared.

So, instead of a locket I should have gotten her the lock.

‐ That's right. ‐ I got an idea.

Why don't you invite Jasmine over and let Khadijah meet 'em?

And maybe she'll see that while incredibly beautiful

they are absolutely no threat to her.

No, I don't think that would help.

No, but it would help me.

Maybe you should just reason with Khadijah.

I mean, she's a rational woman.

Oh, Max on the other hand.

Man, she's tough.

Man, I don't know how you deal with her.

I meditate.

For a hour before a date and after.

Sometimes during.

You know the problem is, we have given women too much power.

I heard that.

You know, it's about time we men start reclaiming it.

That's right.

My brothers, I propose a pact.

Well, propose on, then.

From now on, we decide our own fate.

Well!

We ask no one for approval.

(together) That's right.

Because no woman will tell us what to do.

‐ Alright! ‐ Why?

(together) Why?

Because we're men!

(together) Ready? Break!

(Synclaire) 'Guys! Come and eat!'

Okay. Let's say grace.

I'll start.

Thank you for the love that binds us no matter where we are.

No matter how far apart in the world.

Thank you for the fact that we can all be here, together.

Where we all belong, together.

Thank you for all of these wonderful people

and wonderful food highlighted by yamallow

and the turkey expertly carved by my Obie.

Thank you for that compliment..

Delivered through your child, and my girl Synclaire.

I'd like to give thanks for not having to eat

hospital cafeteria turkey cubes.

I'd like to give thanks for all the love in this room

and for my date, the doctor.

I thank God for all this food of great variety and quantity

and for the opportunity to share it with my very special man

for the evening.

Thank you for the gift of meditation.

I give thanks for my family and my friends, old and new.

At Thanksgiving it's a tradition to give thanks.

Me, I'd like to offer thanks for giving.

'Cause you see giving teaches us something

that receiving doesn't.

It allows us to look deep within ourselves.

And so, thank you.

Thank you for this special day when we can turn to those

who are closest to us and give them what they need most.

Amen.

(together) Amen.

Terrence, can I speak to you for a minute outside, please?

Sure.

Ah, relationships are tough.

(together) Yeah.

‐ Pass me them taters. ‐ Okay!

Look, Scooter, this is no way to spend the Thanksgiving.

I don't wanna keep you here only to have you resent me for it.

I really think you should go on this tour.

‐ Are you sure? ‐ Yes.

Every relationship has its tests and I guess this is ours.

So I'm giving you my love, and I'm letting you go.

‐ Six months is a long time. ‐ A real long time.

But we can get through it.

We'll write every day.

I'll call you every night.

‐ We'll send videos. ‐ And little cassette messages.

‐ We'll be fine. ‐ Yeah.

What am I saying, you're going to Tokyo, man.

I guess, I'm not really letting you go

if I try to hold on this tight.

I don't want to let go of you at all.

Remember when we were kids?

We used to race to see if we could outrun the moon?

Whenever we looked back, there it was.

That's how I feel about us.

Wherever I'm at in the world.

Whenever I see the moon, I'll think of you.

Scooter, I love the locket.

But don't you ever bring me a ring box

that does not have a ring in it.

I won't.

[mellow music]

[snoring]