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? I know my parents loved me ?

? Stand behind me come what may ?

? I know now that I'm ready, yeah ?

? For I finally heard them say ?

? It's a different world ?

? Ooh ?

? Than where you come from ?

? Yes, it is now, yeah ?

? Here's our chance to make it ?

? And if we focus on our goal ?

? You can dish it, we can take it ?

? Hey, just remember That you've been told ?

? It's a different world ?

? It's a different world ?

? It's a different world ?

- ? It's a different world ? - ? Than where you come from ?

? Ooh ?

? Than where you come from ?

Turkey! Oh, corn bread stuffing! Sweet potato pie!

Mm-mm-mm! This is what I call a Thanksgiving feast.

Just tell me how many of your boys are staying for the holidays.

I guess between three and five.

I didn't ask you to guess. I need a number.

It keeps changing, man. The flu's going around. My boys are sick.

Tell them to eat chicken broth over at Student Health.

I don't want them here spreading germs.

Health department come by, they'll board me up in a minute.

Miss Vinson, I can't see your face without smiling.

Oh, Mr. Gaines.

I'm sorry, but I still don't know how many girls from Gilbert

are staying this weekend.

Well, you better have a number.

Well, two for sure, but a couple of others have been getting sick.

- With that pesky flu? - Yeah.

Well, don't you worry about a thing.

Just send your girls right over here for some of my turkey noodle soup.

Those germs will be gone before the spoon hits their lips.

All right.

How come her girls don't have to drag themselves down to Student Health?

Because I like her.

Thank you, Mr. Gaines.

Oh, Walter, are we still leaving at 3:00?

I told Eric I'd be home 9:00, 9:30.

You tell Eric to be on your porch at 9:27 and 15 seconds.

And if he's half a second late,

you're riding all the way to New York with moi.

Have a happy Thanksgiving, Mr. Gaines.

Uh-huh, same to you.

Who's Eric?

Her boyfriend.

Let me give you some advice.

Are you crazy?

Well, you must be.

Driving the woman you love to some other man.

In your own car.

Well, I hope he's gonna pay for the gas.

Would you give me just a little bit of credit?

It's gonna be a nice, long ride to New Jersey.

Just Jaleesa and me.

Hey, man, we'll take the scenic route. Maybe stop at a cozy inn for some supper.

By the time she gets home, she'll be going like, "Who's that man on my porch?"

Son, after six hours in a car, you're going to stink.

Now, if you want any kind of future with this girl,

put her on a boat.

- Walter, you've got to help me. - Why can't you ever just say "Hi"?

No. Walter, it's not my fault this time.

My ride to New York is sick.

I got him out of bed, rolled him down the stairs, stuffed him behind the wheel,

the brother's too weak to shift into first gear.

I'd like to help you, buddy, but my car's full.

No. Walter, there's a big football game tomorrow,

and I got a date with Big Butt Brenda from the Bronx.

No can do, brother.

If I don't get home by Thanksgiving, my mother's going to kill me.

Here. This will be enough to get you there by bus.

- I knew you'd come through. - Hey, but the trip back is on your mama.

Freddie, aren't you supposed to be 10,000 feet in the air?

I was flying standby,

and that's exactly what I was doing when the plane took off,

standing by.

Freddie, uh, why don't you come home with me for Thanksgiving?

No. I messed up.

I should stay here, by myself, and suffer the consequences

of my own foolishness and irresponsibility.

Okay. It's too bad, though.

Plenty of good food at my place.

Good company.

You can finally meet Eric.

Maybe even sit next to him.

I could probably really check him out if I sat across from him.

Mmm.

Happy Thanksgiving! Don't overstuff on the stuffing,

and as you're driving back on Sunday, remember,

there is a curfew.

Colonel Taylor, what brings you to our barracks?

Well, I understand Ms. Bostic has left you in charge of the dorm.

Yes. From now until Monday, I am the commanding officer.

I was quite honored when Lettie thrust

the mantle of responsibility on my shoulders.

How many in your command?

Actually, one. My roommate, Kimberly.

But she's a freshman and quite a handful.

Oh, yeah. Well, if that freshman gets out of line, you be sure and call me.

Yes, sir!

You don't even have to take me to New York. Just near New York.

Maine? New Hampshire? Michigan?

Hey, you don't even have to stop. Just slow down and I'll jump out.

I've done it before.

Whitley, every bus in the State of Virginia is booked.

I guess my mama's out shopping for a new son now.

Well, we won't adopt you, but Kimberly and I would be happy

to have you dine with us in The Pit.

You can carve the turkey roll.

Why are you staying here for?

I thought you'd be in some sunny place that ends in "iti."

I had a choice. The juice spa with Mama,

or Rio with Daddy and his Miss Junior Cupcake.

Oh, I could hang out with your pops. You still got your ticket?

- Hello, Walter. - Whitley.

Jaleesa, you're messing up my schedule!

Forget packing. Just bring the whole closet.

All right, Walter. We're coming. We're ready.

Oh, I forgot my guitar. You mind if I play it in the car?

Why is she gonna play the guitar in my car?

- I asked her to come home with me. - Why did you do that?

Walter, she had nowhere else to go.

That is no reason-

The guitar rides on the roof.

- No problem. - Fine with me.

Well, let's get out of here.

Goodbye, Walter.

Say hi to the Statue of Liberty for me.

- Get in the car. - Oh! My man!

You open your mouth, you ride with the guitar.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Gobble, gobble.

Please, Mom, don't put Christina back on the phone.

She's only six weeks old. I don't think she has anything new to say.

Oh, Mom, I'm not lonely. There's plenty of people here.

Oh, Mom, don't start crying.

You know we can't afford two trips.

Oh, Christmas is not that far away.

Besides, we're going to have a great turkey dinner down at The Pit.

Ma� Ma� Mom, calm down.

It's only called The Pit.

I love you, too.

You better hustle your bustle.

We don't want to miss Mr. Gaines' turkey on a stick.

I'm ready.

You're wearing that?

All right, I'll change.

Thank you.

And how are things on the home front?

Oh, fine.

They got the walnut out of Chuckie's ear.

Well, he has something to be thankful for, doesn't he?

They're just sitting down to dinner now.

In a minute, Mom's going to bring out the turkey to the table.

And Dad will say, "Look at the legs on that bird.

I'm talking about your mama, not the turkey."

Tells that same old, stupid joke every year.

And then Mama slaps him with the potholder,

and everybody�

And everybody�

Kim, now�

we'll have none of that.

Blot, blot, blot.

Don't rub, you'll get all red and puffy.

Whitley� �Whitley�

Whitley�

? Little Sally Waters ?

? Sitting in a saucer ?

? Rise, Sally, rise ?

? Wipe your weeping eyes ?

? Turn to the east Then turn to the west� ?

There�

That's better.

Never missed Thanksgiving.

I want to go home.

Kim, stop!

What's the big deal about Thanksgiving, anyway?

Everybody sitting around, trying to choke down

some dried-up old bird.

My mom makes good bird.

Titi sitting at Mama's feet, wagging her tail.

Mama saying, "Titi, breast meat or thigh meat?"

I bet there's no wings on a turkey roll.

Mama sitting at one end of the table, and Daddy sitting way at the other end.

And me, sitting across from old Uncle Percy,

wondering if he's going to wake up before his head hits the table.

I guess there won't be any more Thanksgivings like that, now will there?

I hate The Pit.

We're pitiful.

Pathetic.

- Got to get out of here. - God, this dorm is so depressing.

We've got to go someplace.

Leave our blues at the door.

Someplace fun.

You know a fun place?

I know of many fun places.

The Huckleberry Inn. They have a wonderful Baked Alaska.

Oh, I'm not into desserts on fire.

We need a place where we can party. Some excitement.

This is our ticket to fun.

An ID?

Even better.

A fake ID.

Ooh, this is pretty.

Look, little Indian corn.

We should have gone to The Pit.

At least those people there are alive.

Let's give the place a chance. It's early yet.

Oh, yeah. Any minute, a bus full of fun people

are gonna roll right through here.

Anything's possible.

Bet the music will be starting any minute.

I bet they play polkas.

This is the worst Thanksgiving I've ever had.

Kimberly, think positive.

I'm positive. This is the worst Thanksgiving I've ever had.

Good evening, ladies. Can I get you something?

Beer, please.

ID, please.

Here you go.

"Naomi Cunningham."

You're 26?

I use a lot of moisturizer.

Too much.

Let me get you ladies something a little more interesting than a couple of beers.

Our Thanksgiving special, Pilgrim Coladas.

Oh, terrific. I haven't had one of those in years.

Yeah.

Kimberly, stop making goo-goo eyes at that salesman.

How do you know he's a salesman?

Come now, that suit's got "slashed prices" written all over it.

We did not come here trolling for men.

Speak for yourself.

Okay, fine.

I'll sit back and join

the musical styling of the Duarte Brothers,

while you bob for idiots.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. Se�ores y se�oras.

Bob and I need to let our fingers cool down for few minutes.

So, if you do the same for your feet? Yo, we'll be back in five.

Well, uh, thanks for the dance.

Thanks, I had fun.

Aren't you the little dancing machine?

Lucky thing you wore your boogedy-boogedy shoes.

Where's my Pilgrim Colada?

It took a little trip� down the hatch.

Look at that Ramon.

I think he and I could make beautiful music together.

I thought you said we weren't trolling for men.

Go with the flow, honey.

Gilbert, are you okay?

I'm in rare form.

Ramon.

That's Spanish, isn't it?

Oh, it certainly is.

And I do like the way you say it.

Oh� �Ramon.

You know when Bob returns,

I'll be happy to play anything you like.

Well� �ndale, Bob.

You know Spanish. Would you sing along while we play "La Bamba"?

I'm afraid I couldn't.

My Espa�ol is not as bueno as it seems.

Oh, it's bueno enough for me.

? Para bailar la bamba ?

? Para bailar la bamba ?

? Se necesito una poca de gracia ?

? Poco gracia ?

? Una poca de gracia pa' m�, pa' ti ?

? Arriba, arriba ?

? Arriba, arriba ?

? Para bailar la bamba ?

? La-la-la bamba ?

? Para bailar la bamba ?

- ? Shake it up, baby ? - ? Para bailar la bamba� ?

? Aah ?

? Aah ?

? Aah ?

? Aah ?

? Aah ?

? Shake it up, baby ?

? Shake it up, baby ?

? Twist and shout ?

? Twist and shout ?

? Come on, come on, come on, baby ?

? Come on, baby ?

? Work it on out ?

? Work it on out ?

? Listen, little boy ?

? Listen, little boy ?

? You know you look so fine ?

? Look so fine ?

? Come a little closer ?

? Come a little closer ?

? Show me that you're mine ?

? Aah ?

Oh, my God! That man's a professor at my college!

Naomi, you're 25, and you're still in college?

? Shake it up, baby ?

? We got to go, baby ?

? Twist and shout ?

? We got to go, baby! ?

? Come on, come on, baby ?

? Over there, baby! ?

? Work it on out ?

Over there, baby!

- ? Ooh, little boy ? - ? Ooh, little boy ?

? You know you look so fine ?

? Look so fine ?

? Come a little closer� ?

Colonel Taylor, baby!

Everybody, sing! Good night.

Hey, wait, wait. You can't leave now, baby.

- Yes, I can. - No.

? Shake it up, baby ?

- I'm through singing. - Oh, come on, baby.

? Shake it up, baby ?

Hey, come on. Let her go now.

- She's done enough shaking for one day. - I don't think so.

Hey, come on, get your own girl.

Take your hands off her. Take your hands off her right now.

- You all right? - What are you, her father?

No, but you don't start behaving yourself, I might start acting like yours.

Oh, I'm scared now.

Where are your things? Yeah, come on.

Hey, look, man. She don't go till I say so, all right?

Behave yourself.

You don't be treating women like this. What's wrong with you, boy?

Check, please.

Kimberly, thank you so much for driving.

The way my hands are shaking, I couldn't have held the steering wheel.

Did we lose the Colonel at the last light?

I think he knows where we live.

Well�

Think of a story that sounds logical.

- Think of something fast! - You think of something.

You were the one who was twisting and shouting.

- Hey! - I have to go to the bathroom.

Well, not now, you don't.

Colonel Taylor�

Mm-hmm.

�allow me to explain.

That wild woman back there at the lounge was not really me.

I mean, it was me, but it wasn't.

What I mean is�

You know the story of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?

I do.

There, too, a perfectly lovely,

well-behaved, even reserved human being,

drinks a potion, not unlike a Pilgrim Colada,

and turns into a raving lunatic.

Miss Gilbert�

there was no alcohol in that drink.

Excuse me?

Pilgrim Colada has no alcohol in it.

It's on the kiddie menu.

Oh, you find that funny, do you, Miss Reese?

Or is it Miss Cunningham?

Neither one of us finds it funny, sir.

Mm-hmm.

Well, in case you run into another identity crisis,

I'll just relieve you of that phony ID.

Yes, sir.

This is not possible.

There had to be something in that drink besides pumpkin mush.

Why else would I act like a lounge lizardess?

Maybe you were just having a little fun.

No. That can't be it.

I'm so ashamed of myself.

Oh, come on, now. Except for scuffing up a couple of tabletops,

I didn't see any real harm done.

You're just saying that.

No, I'm not.

I've been in the army for, what, 25 years.

I've spent a lot of time away from home.

Oh, boy, and those holidays, they're the roughest. They're the roughest.

It's easy to lose your decorum

when you're trying to just cheer yourself up.

Well, sir,

I bet you never shimmied in public.

I wouldn't bet money on that.

- Colonel Taylor. - There was a time-

Lettie!

You're not due back until Sunday.

Well, uh, I love my relatives. They're wonderful people.

I look forward to seeing them again� next year.

Evening, Ms. Bostic.

Good evening.

I've just been going from dorm to dorm,

making sure everything is all right.

Everything all right?

- Oh, great. It's fine. - Fine.

All right.

- Everything's all right. - Hmm.

Good night, Lettie.

Good night.

Good night, ladies.

- Good night. - Good night. Thank you, sir.

I'm so exhausted.

Me, too.

By the way, I don't believe one word he said.

But, since the building is still standing,

I won't ask any questions� till tomorrow.

What a hideous night!

It wasn't hideous. It was fantastic!

Oh, I'm sure you just loved watching your roommate

shake her way into the fools' hall of fame.

Whitley, I had a great Thanksgiving.

It's all because of you.

Really?

I mean, yeah. You had to work hard.

And I was determined to be miserable.

I'll have you know I just did that so you'd have a good time.

Oh�

Of course.

Listen,

if I have to cancel my Christmas plans,

can I hang out with you?

I don't think so.

I'll be touring with Bob and� �Ramon.

? La-la-la bamba ?

Next year, I'm spending thanksgiving at the hospital.

That way, when my sister's kids go,

"Can Uncle Walter give us a horsey ride?"

I'll already be in traction.

You know, your friend, Eric, ain't half ugly.

He's a tall brother, too. Whoo!

What's he, about seven-foot? Seven-foot-three?

Walter, he was standing on the porch.

- Oh! - Oh.

So he's, what, about four-foot-six, four-foot-eight?

I'm just glad you two had an amorous weekend.

You two did have an amorous weekend?

I know. It's none of my business.

- Would you watch the road, please? - I'm watching the road.

I'm just trying to make some conversation.

We could talk about something altogether different.

Have you seen the Ice Capades recently?

Well, Thursday, Eric came over for Thanksgiving dinner.

On Friday, he took me dancing.

On Saturday, we went shopping at the mall,

and this afternoon, we broke up.

Oh.

That's too bad.

Yeah, that's too bad.

Well, it just wasn't working for me.

I mean, between the distance and everything,

it was just too much. You know?

- So you broke it off? - Yeah.

It's never easy when a relationship ends.

Well, I think I'll be just fine, Walter.

I'm sure you will.

Did you guys get all of that?

- Yep! - Mm!

Yeah, I thought so.

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