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Aw, Grace, honey,
let me explain.

No, see, the reason I didn't
make our date last night

was because I was sick.

Oh!

That girl hugging me?

Oh, that was my nurse.

You see, what I did was donate
my beautiful body to science,

and she was here to make sure
all the parts were there

and functioning.

J.J., hurry up.

I'm expecting a call.

Let him finish, Thelma.

He'll be through soon.

Yeah.

No, I wasn't unfaithful
to you, honest.

If I'm unfaithful, may
I be struck down dead.

I was talking to God,
not to you!

Oh, no, that was
my sister.

Oh, yeah, she's home
on leave from the circus.

Yeah, you've seen
the sideshow?

Yeah, she's
the dog-faced girl.

Give me that phone.

No, I can't
bring her along.

I'm afraid she may
chew through her leash.

Oh, you so beautiful,
my dear, and, uh--

Hey, Ma,
did you see this?

Thelma, that was J.J.'s call,

and it might have been
somebody very important,

so you shouldn't have done it,

'cause I was gonna do it.

"I left my
beautiful body to science."

It's a good thing
it wasn't your brain,

because they don't make
test tubes that small!

[SHOUTING]

Thelma, J.J., stop it.

I want you
to knock it off.

Hi, baby,
how was school?

Michael?

Don't "Michael" me.

What did you say?

Oh, I'm sorry, Ma.

I didn't see you there.

Well,

I guess my new diet is working
better than I thought.

Well, are you going to leave
your books here on the floor?

Michael,
come here.

Come here
and sit down.

Is something
bothering you?

Anything wrong
at school?

Michael, you're not
in any trouble?

I don't want
to talk about it.

Maybe he's sick, Ma.

Let me
feel your head.

Ah.

Allow Doctor J
to diagnose the problem here.

Hey, Michael,
have you noticed

any sudden
gain in weight?

No.

How does a nice

pickle and peanut butter
sandwich sound?

Nauseating.

Hmm.

Michael, did you throw up
first thing this morning?

No.

Well, then,
you're not pregnant.

What is this?
Can't a person come home

without having everybody
jumping down his throat?

Flo!

Hey. I came from the
laundry room, honey,

and heard some news
so hot,

if I don't
tell somebody soon,

my lips
gonna blister.

Yeah?
Ooh.

Thelma...

Girl,
come over here.

Whoo, child!

Tell me about it.

Who's it about?

Louise Horton and
Rita Willard's husband.

You mean
old Tomcat Willard?

That's the one,
honey.

Well, you know Rita
works at night?

Well, she went to work
and forget her glasses.

Came back home, honey,
and snuck in--

Oh, Gramps.

Uh, you just the one
I wanna see.

I've got
something for you.

Willona, what about
Rita and Louise's husband?

Uh, Rita
and Louise--

Oh!

Uh, they got on
a bus together.

Sure they did,
Willona.

Well, anyway, honey.

The Reverend
Jesse Jackson

is coming to the meeting
on Saturday

for the launch of
the new daycare center,

and I got two tickets.
Here you go!

Hey!

Outta sight!

Michael's going to lunch
with the Rev.

I'm not going.

What?

I told you he was sick.

Uh, you don't want to see
Jesse Jackson?

Willona, thanks,
but I'm sorry.

Here, J.J.,
you take the tickets.

You can get a girl
to go anyplace with you.

Well, you know,
that's the way it goes.

Michael,

why can't you ask a girl
to go out with you?

Because
I'm dumb.

If there was an event
for being stupid,

I'd win first place.

Oh, Michael.

Oh, Gramps, you got
your nose open again.

You in love.

Yeah, I'm in love,
but what good does it do me?

What's so funny?

Oh, I'm sorry, baby,

but I had to laugh.

It's such a relief.

Oh, Michael,
you're in love!

My little brother's in love.

Once again you'll be
embarking upon

life's greatest
journey.

You'll know bliss,
rapture, splendor,

two souls
together as one.

Uh, by the way,
Michael,

did you two
"get on the bus together" yet?

J.J., is that all
you can think of?

He need to clean his mind out
with some soap and water.

Soap and
water?

Lord have
mercy!

What's the matter?

My laundry's downstairs!

Wait, wait, wait!

What, what, what?

You didn't tell me
about Rita and the Tomcat.

Flo, I'm ashamed of you.
Why?

Every time I come here
to do a little chit-chatting,

all you want to do
is gossip.

Willona, I will
get you for that!

Hey, Michael, come on,
tell us all about her.

Well, her name
is Yvonne,

and she's very beautiful,

and she has the prettiest smile
I've ever seen.

She doesn't even know
I'm alive.

Have you tried showing her

your birth certificate?

J.J.,
what I mean is that...

Well,
I'm not good enough for her.

Oh, Michael.

You're good enough for any girl.

Ma,
Yvonne's father is a doctor.

She's the only girl
who comes to school in a car.

It's a two-seater X-K-E.

That's nothing.

I go to school
in a 40-seater

B-U-S.

Well, Thelma, that's not all.

She's smarter than me,

and she gets
better grades than I do.

Hey, that ain't no big deal,
Michael.

I go out with a lot of chicks
that are smarter than me.

They can't be too smart.

They go out with you,
don't they?

Well, yesterday she was
absent from school,

and today she asked me

if she could
borrow my notes.

I acted
like a fool.

When I was handing her
my notebook,

my hands
were shaking.

I couldn't
even talk.

Well, you're talking all right
right now.

Yeah?

Well, tongue, where were you
when I needed you?

This is
something else.

A brother of mine choking

while he's talking
to a chick.

J.J., that's not
the worst part.

She's coming over here
this afternoon

to return
my notebook.

Well, that's great,
Michael.

You get a
second chance.

And I hope this time
you know how to act.

I'm gonna call her
and tell her I'm sick.

Take it easy,
Michael.

Take it easy.

The Evans family honor
is at stake here.

I see I'm gonna have to give you
some coaching.

Uh, J.J., maybe you better
keep out of this.

No, Ma,
it's my duty to help Michael

as the head
of the house.

As the who of the what?

Uh,
"as the who of the what,"

uh, I am in charge
of certain aspects

of Michael's
growing up.

To wit...

The fine art
of impressing a chick.

J.J., Yvonne is not
just any chick.

She's special.

Lesson number one.

All chicks
are the same.

What?

That's right,
and I quote:

"Rosie O'Grady
and The Colonel's lady

are sisters
under the skin."

That's Kipling.

That's hogwash.

J.J., how dare you say
all girls are alike?

Women are people too,

and deserve to be
recognized as individuals.

Oh yeah?

Well, who runs
big business?

Men.

Who's the best
in sports?

Men.

Who's the power
in Washington?

Barbara Jordan,
and you'd better know it.

Ha!

Nevertheless, Michael,

whenever you dig a chick,
no matter whom she is,

all you gotta do
is get her on your radar

and zero in
on her bleep-bleeps.

J.J., do you
really think

all of this is doing
Michael any good?

Sure, Ma. Let's pretend
Yvonne is here right now.

Ma, you be Yvonne.

Come on, Michael, we stand like
we on the street corner here.

J.J., I don't have time
for games.

Oh, Ma.
go ahead.

Come on, act like you sexy.
This is for Michael.

[J.J. HUMMING]

The things a mother
doesn't do for her kids.

All right.

Wow!

Okay, J.J.,
now what do I do?

Go over there and ask
her for a date.
Oh, okay.

Hi.

[SWEETLY]
Hi.

Would you like to go
to the movies with me?

How was that,
J.J.?

Mm, like the part
in Kojak's head.

Nowhere, Michael.

Oh, I didn't think
it was so bad.

What is he
supposed to do?

It's not what
he's supposed to do.

It's how
he does it.

Now watch
the debonairapproach.

[PURRING]

Hey there,
sweet mama,

how you say
we link up our destinies

and go bopping
down the boulevard?

Get lost, turkey.

J.J.,

it didn't work.

Hey, Michael,
this is Ma.

It would have worked
with a young chick.

Hey, watch that,
J.J.,

or I'll bop you
down the boulevard.

Come on, Thelma,
let's fix dinner.

Bop!

Michael, what you seem
to be lacking here

is confidence,

and confidence is
the name of the game.

That's what makes
great football players,

like O.J. Simpson,

great boxers
like Muhammad Ali,

and great
lovers like...

You know,
what can I say?

J.J.,
all that is fine,

but what if
you're confident

that you
don't have confidence?

Then just repeat
after me:

I amthe greatest.

"I amthe greatest."

I can have
any girl that I wants.

"I can have
any girl that I wants."

"I'm not afraid
of Yvonne."

"I'm not afraid
of Yvonne."

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Tell her I ain't here.

Michael, come on,
come on.

I don't wanna.

Michael,
let her in.

Come on,
Michael.

Come on, Michael,
I'm in your corner.

Just follow my lead,
brother.

Come on, now.
Take it easy, man.

Come on, brother.
I'm in your corner.

J.J.--
You're on!

Hello, Michael.

[WEAKLY]
Hi.

Convoy the chick
into your cave.

Come in.

Oh, hello, sweetheart.

You must be Yvonne.

I'm Michael's mother.

Pleased
to meet you.

And I'm his
sister, Thelma.

Hello, Thelma.

And I'm J.J.,
Michael's main man.

How do you do?

Wow. You sure know how
to greet a girl.

Well, you know,

I'm known
as The Sultan of Smooth,

and Michael here...

[CLEARS THROAT]

Michael here is
my prize pupil.

Really?

Yeah.
Cool runs in our family.

You know,
'cause--

Tell her,
Michael.

Oh.

I'm cool too.

Cool?

You look like
you're sweating.

Michael's what's known
as hot cool.

Yeah.

Uh, Michael,

maybe Yvonne
would like

to take off her coat
and stay a while.

Thank you, but I just stopped by
with Michael's notes.

Uh, what's your hurry,
my cheri?

Allow me.

Fantastic!

Of course.

Um, J.J.,

why don't you
run down to the store

and get some
ice cream for dessert?

Aw, Ma.

Wow, that sounds
like a great idea.

I love
ice cream.

Don't you,
Yvonne?

I adore it.

Come on, J.J.,
I'll go with you.

FLORIDA:
Uh...

On second thought,

we don't need
any ice cream.

We're all
on diets anyway.

Hey, Ma, but I ain't
on no diet.

Me either.

Um, J.J.,
could you come here, man?

I need your advice on something.

Oh, changing
the game plans, huh?

Well, you wanna
talk to the coach?

Yeah.

Uh, what is it?

Just this.

Hey, uh, Michael.

You awake?

Hey!

I guess you are.

Uh, Michael,
could we talk?

Okay, then I'll
do the talking,

you do
the listening.

Uh, Michael,
I'm sorry.

Drop dead.

Michael,
I said I'm sorry.

I'm not listening.

Michael, I didn't mean
what happened

to happen out here.

I mean, you never know how
a chick's going to react.

You got to be careful
how you use your cool,

because sometimes

it can be uncool
to be too cool.

If you know
what I mean.

J.J., if you
don't shut up,

I'm going
to punch you again.

Hey, Michael.

The only reason I didn't
throw any punches out here

was because I didn't want
to embarrass you.

See, because
if I would have

unleashed these
massive biceps,

I could have
done your person

some serious
bodily harm.

Well, what's
stopping you now?

Come on, J.J.,
I'll fight you right here.

Hey, take it easy,
Michael.

We're brothers,

like the
Doobie Brothers,

The Wright Brothers,

Dr. Joyce Brothers.

Why don't you
try Cain and Abel?

Hey, Michael,
don't be like that.

I wanna tell you
one thing, Michael.

No matter what goes
down between us,

we're always
gonna be tight,

because we've been through
too much together.

What I'm trying to say,
Michael,

is that...

I love you, man.

Was that supposed
to be heavy?

Or just cool?

Well, let me tell you
something, James Junior,

you ain't cool,
you ain't heavy,

and you ain't my brother!

Hey, give me some
of this blanket.

Give me the blanket, J.J!
Hey, come on, man!

Come on, man.

Matter of fact,
I don't even

wanna sleep in
the same bed with you!

Hey, man,
bring that blanket back here.

Hey, wait a minute!

You left me indecently exposed!

Every time you show your face,
you indecently exposed.

J.J., Michael,
what are you doing up?

Freezing.

Michael,

you can't sleep
in that chair.

Yeah, well,
I'm not sleeping with him.

All right,
Michael.

Give J.J.
the blanket.

You come in my room.
I want to talk to you...

Privately.

Hey!

Michael,
come on.

Come on in here and sit down
beside me, Michael.

You know, Michael,

it seems like
only yesterday

I was holding you
in my arms.

And you know

what your biggest
problem was then?

Diaper rash.

Ma, I'm not
a baby anymore.

Oh, Lord,
don't I know it.

Look at you,

so big and handsome.

You're growing up so fast
I can hardly believe it.

You've even
fallen in love.

I won't do that anymore.
It hurts too much.

Well, hurt is a part
of growing up too.

You may not
believe it now,

but you'll
get over this.

No, I won't.

I'm never
gonna forgive J.J.

Now, Michael,

you can't blame J.J.
for what happened.

Whose side
are you on?

Well, you were so
terrified around Yvonne,

you just weren't
any fun.

She liked J.J.
because he was alive.

He was sure
of himself.

Michael, unless a man
is sure of himself,

he ain't got nothing more
going for him

than a plate
of cold grits.

I thought you would
give me sympathy.

I would if I thought
that's what you needed.

Michael, you are looking
for a pat on the head,

and what you need

is a good whack
on your behind.

I'm sorry, baby,

but I had to
tell it like it is.

I guess you're right.

It wasn't J.J.'s fault
after all.

He was just being J.J.

And, Michael,

when you have the guts
to be Michael,

the best Michael Evans
there is,

things will
be different.

Now go to bed
and get some sleep.

I'll see you
in the morning, okay?

[SNORING]

J.J.?

[WAKES AND SNORTS]

What is it, Michael?

J.J.,

I apologize.

It wasn't your fault,
it was my fault,

and I wouldn't
want to have

anybody else
for a brother except you.

J.J.,

I love you,
too, man.

Hey, Michael,

what do you think
big brothers are for?

Good night.

Yeah.

J.J.

Now what is it?

Take a shot at me.

What?

Come on,
you owe it to me.

Nah, Michael, that's
all right. Forget it.

J.J., I laid one on you,
so you lay one on me.

No, Michael,
I'm too tired. Forget it.

J.J., do it.

No, man,
that's all right.

I said hit me!

Hey, man.

I said hit me!

Hey!

I told you to hit me.

What's going on in here?

Oh, nothing, Ma.
We just making up.

Hey, J.J.,
don't touch that.

Just sniffing, Ma.
Just sniffing.

I want to make sure
my nose is well fed.

Uh, when's Michael
getting here?

Oh, he's staying
after school

to study
at the library.

I guess that means

things are
back to normal, huh?

Yeah, I guess it is.

And Ma, don't worry.

From now on, I'm gonna
keep my cool to myself.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Oh, J.J., get that, please.

Getting the door.

J.J...

Oh, uh--

[SUBDUED]
Getting the door.

FLORIDA:
Right.

Hello, J.J.

Hey, Yvonne.
Come on in.

Mrs. Evans,
is Michael home?

Michael stopped
at the library,

but he should be here
any minute now,

and this is my friend,
Willona Woods.

Hello.

So you're the little
nose-opener, huh?

All right.

Yvonne, come in
my room

and wait for Michael.

I've got
some great albums.

You do?
Yeah.

What do you got?

Earth, Wind, and Fire...

[CHATTERING]

Well, well.

And all the time

I thought she was drawn
to my irresistible charm.

Drawn to me like a moth

drawn to a flickering,
fluttering flame.

Well, honey,

don't look now,

but your flickering,
fluttering flame

has just flickered out!

Hi, Ma. Sorry I'm late.

What's for dinner?

Yvonne.

Yvonne?

Here?

Now?

That's right.

She's right there
in Thelma's room.

She came
to see you, honey.

Um...

Mama, I just remembered,
I got basketball practice.

Michael,
Michael!

WILLONA:
You ain't going nowhere.

You stay
right here.

Yvonne!
Michael's here.

And remember,

be alive, Clive.

And don't be a dud, Bud.

Hello, Michael.

Hi.

Well, well, well.

if y'all will excuse us,

Mater and Willona and I
will retire to the drawing room.

Now, what is all
this "Mater" jazz?

Now, if you want us
to leave the room,

why don't you say
something simple,

like, let's split.

Hey, what's
shaking, baby?

Michael, about the
other day, I'm sorry.

Hey, no sweat,
my pet.

By the way, mama...

You sure is
looking good.

Got to hand it
to you there.

Michael, why are you
acting like this?

Hey, baby,
I'm the Crown Prince of Cool.

I am the hippest, the coolest,
the slickest, the jivinist--

The stupidest!

Just listen to you!

Well, you liked it
when J.J. did it.

This is what you want,
isn't it?

Not me.

I don't want a phony.

Why don't you relax
and be yourself?

Hey.

That's the same thing
my mother told me.

Well, the other day
you were a zombie,

and now you're
strutting around

like some
fool peacock.

Will the real Michael Evans
please stand up?

I'm sure
he's a very nice guy.

Hey.

Well, he is.

Um--

Yvonne, can we
start all over again?

I'd like that,
Michael. When?

Right now! How'd you like
to stay for dinner with us?

You bet!
Good.

Thank the Lord!

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