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Dwayne, have you noticed that

I'm the only one doing all the cooking and ironing, cleaning, laundry?

I'm sorry, baby. You say something?

Dwayne, we both have careers.

I don't think we need to fall back on these traditional roles.

Why? When you have such a beautiful thing to fall back on?

I just think that we should divide the chores up.

That's good. 'Cause I would love to see you

take out the garbage every now and then.

I've never seen your hand up in the toilet bowl.

Nobody's home. Go away.

Good morning, Mr. Wayne and Mrs. Gilbert-Wayne.

I'm so excited recording the life of a real career woman.

This is a guaranteed "A." I have the title of my paper,

"The rise of Whitley Gilbert, African-American success story."

Well, Ms. Charmaine, prepare yourself.

You're about to witness a woman of the '90s

take on a male-dominated industry.

Ooh. That's deep.

You're also about to witness a woman of the '90s

- take out the garbage. - Mm.

? I know my parents loved me ?

? Stand behind me Come what may ?

? Come what may ?

? I realize that I'm ready ?

? I'm ready ?

? 'Cause I finally heard them say ?

? I heard them say ?

- ? It's a different world ? ? It's a different world ?

? From where you come from ?

? A different world ?

? Now, here's our chance to make it ?

? Here's our chance ?

? If we focus on our goal ?

? Focus on our goal ?

? If you dish it We can take it ?

? We can take it ?

? Just remember that you've been told ?

? That it's a different world ?

? It's a different world ?

? It's a different world ?

? It's a different world ?

? From where you come from ?

? It's a different world ?

? It's a different world ?

? From where you come from ?

? It's a different world ?

? From where you come from, yeah ?

I found this signed serigraph by Bernard Hoyes in an obscure gallery-

Whitley, I just met Mr. Krum.

Do come in, John.

Well, hello.

Hi. I'm Charmaine Tyesha Brown.

I'm Big John Holtworth.

- Are you the new head of finance? - Stop.

I'm a freshman at Hillman College.

A freshman. Freshman.

I'm taking Intro to Sociology.

We have to write a biography,

so I'm recording Ms. Gilbert-Wayne's every move.

Well, you've picked a very worthy subject.

Do you have a point, John?

Yes. Your pitch meeting with Mr. Krum is cancelled.

Cancelled? I have this wonderful piece to show him.

Great investments wait for no one.

I will.

We're not buying anything until the Tazcat merger.

What am I supposed to do in the meantime, just hang out by the water cooler?

If you get hot enough.

Relax, the merger's going through any day now.

I'm sure your subsequent pay raise will make it worth the wait.

Pay raise?

Ms. Charmaine Tyesha Brown, I do hope I see you again.

Me, too.

Well, well, well. Mm.

Now you nip that in the bud, missy.

Big brother John derives his manhood from sexual harassment. I know firsthand.

He harassed you in the workplace?

If he harassed me, I'd smack his tight booty loose.

If they won't listen to my opinion, then that's on them.

Nobody-

Nobody says that I can't purchase that print myself, anyway.

- Mm-hmm. How much is it, baby? - You snooze, you lose.

That's what I always say. It's a great investment.

That's right. How much is it, baby?

It'll double its value in five years.

Whitley, how much is it?

$3,000.

$3,000 for a picture?

Are you crazy, woman? We got a television that cost $300.

We get a different picture every time we put it on.

This is a limited edition. It's a bargain.

No. Three pair of socks for $2.99, that's a bargain.

Dwayne, would you please step up?

I buy art for a living. Trust me.

It's not about trust, baby. It's about learning to live within our means.

That doesn't mean live like paupers.

I'll put more in the account every month. I make enough.

You make enough?

I just meant I'm getting a hefty pay raise soon.

Congratulations, Leona. Then why don't you buy the thing yourself?

I can't afford it by myself, Dwayne.

My point.

Excuse me, buster. We're having a little conversation here.

Carry on.

We finished this conversation.

Oh. We can't afford the print, but we can afford to feed Jughead.

Hey, listen.

At least Jughead just doesn't hang on the wall

and do nothing, okay?

Really?

Oh, dang!

Hey. Way to control your woman there, brother.

Shut up!

Ain't no way we spending $3,000 for no stupid picture.

I'm telling you.

Oh, it just sounds like a lot to you because you're a cheap,

wallet-clutching, coupon-cutting tightwad.

You're gonna sit in my house and call me cheap and eat my food?

I'm smart with money,

and Whitley has no right to throw that paycheck in my face.

Oh, relax. Money? Kim makes more than me.

Do you see me complaining?

You don't make anything, Ron!

Regardless. You can afford it.

It's not just your little professor paycheck anymore.

You got her big one, too.

Unless it ain't about that. Maybe you just want to make all the decisions.

Please. I'm a much bigger man than that.

Are you?

Well, I got to get going to my double-date dinner.

Kim wants to pass the peace pipe.

She thinks Shazza, myself, and Freddie should sit down and act like human beings.

I don't like the way he's always pushing up on Freddie.

Like the way you always pushing up on Kim.

No. See, that's different.

'Cause you ain't getting any.

- What are you doing? - Get off!

Go away.

I have arrived.

Hey!

- Hi, baby. - Hey, there.

Thank you.

Oh, you smell great.

- What is that? - Formaldehyde.

Smooth, brother.

Some people mistake it for musk oil. I did.

This is for you.

Thank you.

- Uh, Kim. - Mm?

You need some help to steam up the kitchen?

No, everything's ready. Let's go.

- Thank you. - Yes.

Shazza?

What's up, babe?

My chair.

Yeah, that's your chair.

You know we don't believe in that stuff.

- Believe in what, common courtesy? - Thank you.

Sexism, my brother. Winnie's my equal.

There's no need to place her in a position of helplessness.

Kim is anything but helpless.

I do it because I care about her.

Winnie knows I care about her.

I just show her the right way.

Lasagna! My favorite.

It's vegetarian.

Well, guess we know who made what.

But, Kim, you threw down on these Cajun vegetables.

The way you just mixed up the right spices,

and it's poppin'.

You know, flavorful, I like that.

Ron, I, um, made the lasagna.

Freddie made the vegetables.

Oh.

But thank you. He's so appreciative.

I see that, Freddie.

Shazza, you haven't said anything, honey.

He's so appreciative.

He is where it counts.

Oh, yes, slobbering and grunting is so manly.

How was lab today?

Actually, Spencer and I played a trick on Steve.

This is so cool. I mean,

the way he takes an interest in your academic life.

You don't think I take an interest in your academic life?

I'm interested in everything you do.

Yeah, by accusing her of selling out to the system 24/7.

Excuse me, he is trying to keep me real, grounded, and Black.

Thank you.

This coming from old blue eyes?

Don't even go there. That is so unnecessary, Ron.

I have to go there.

I'll get it.

I've got it.

Oh, calm down, Charmaine.

Honey, I think I could use some wine, please.

- Sure, baby. - Thank you.

Can you stop giving me those looks?

Well, stop slobbering all on Dread Flintstone.

Are you jealous?

You are fine.

I don't believe this.

Believe what?

Charmaine caught Gina stealing cookies from her care package.

Naughty old Charmaine.

Honey, do you remember that trip we took last month in the mountains?

Baby, my mortal soul could not contain

the passion that erupted on those first two beautiful nights.

Kim, what do you say�

you and I go to Richmond Falls this weekend?

It's so lovely this time of the year.

Sure, if you don't mind a headless,

half-dissected cadaver lying between us.

Is that male or female?

Ron, your food's getting cold.

Oh.

Honey, I'm getting cold.

You're always gnawing on her.

Can't she eat her dinner?

We got better things to do.

Well, so do we. Come on, Kim, let's get busy.

I beg your pardon?

I didn't mean it like that.

How did you mean it, Mr. Sensitivity?

Who are you calling "Mr. Sensitivity"?

I can't believe E.H. Wright is letting this one go.

Hey, baby.

Dwayne, what are you doing here?

Making a good investment, I hope.

You bought the serigraph.

What? I'm just kidding.

I love you.

You gonna stand there with cheese on your face

or you going to show me which one it is?

This one!

Take it out of the box and get on out of here.

Look at that. Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah, that's kind of fly.

- Isn't it nice? - Not bad.

Dwayne, in a few years, we're gonna be living large.

Or we'll be living in a large cardboard box.

- You like that? - Thank you for trusting me.

I love you, and I trust you.

- You're a good man. - I'm a damn good man.

I love that man.

Thank you.

Ms. Charmaine Brown. I was hoping I'd see you again.

You can keep on hoping,

'cause as far as you're concerned, I ain't here.

Well, good, because I need to speak with Whitley, alone.

You sit right down. Take notes.

Is this about my raise, John?

Yes. You're not getting one.

The merger fell through last night.

John, um�

I have worked very hard for this company for a year and a half now.

My work has been exemplary.

How long will it be undervalued?

You don't understand.

The merger was an attempt to bolster sagging revenues.

Unfortunately, we cannot afford future art acquisitions.

And, well, it pains me personally to have to tell you this, Whitley,

and I'm sorry,

but we simply have no other choice other than to let you go.

Oh, Ms. Whitley.

Double shot of coffee, please, Mr. Gaines.

- It's late in the day for that. - Just pour.

Hey, Whitley. Oh, nice painting.

- Thank you. - Why aren't you at work?

They've given me more flexible hours.

How was your dinner party?

Oh, Ron was trying hard.

Shazza was annoying, but that's a given.

Better than expected.

But something is missing.

When I'm with Ron, I find myself thinking about my cadaver.

My, my.

Well, don't give up on Ron.

- These things take time. - Excuse me?

It's not right to toss someone away

after all their hard work and commitment and everything-

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Whitley, I'm so sorry you lost your job.

I was extremely upset, but I can change the name of my paper

to "The Rise and Fall of Whitley Gilbert: African-American Tragedy."

I highlighted the classifieds. It's the least I can do for a Hillman bum�

I-I mean, alum.

You lost your job?

So what, chicken butt?

I'll get another one.

It doesn't mean I'm less of a human being.

I'm not a statistic, you know.

And I didn't get fired. I got laid off.

- Hey, baby. - Oh!

Hey, man, don't sneak up on a brother.

- Who are you hiding from? - Nobody.

Uh-huh. I see Vernon.

I see Whitley.

Ooh. And I see Kimmie.

- Get away from there. - What's the matter with you, man?

I kissed her.

Dang, it was that bad?

No. I'm talking about Freddie. I kissed Freddie.

You kissed her? Get out of here!

Yeah, the first day back, in Height Hall.

You got busy in the middle of Height Hall?

Not in the middle of Height Hall.

Behind a pillar.

I can't believe you kissed Freddie.

I can't even- Two women just-

I'm caught in a love triangle.

You in the Bermuda Triangle.

So, did you tell Dwayne?

No, and we're barely getting by as it is.

Then I go and convince him to spend our savings on this serigraph.

He's gonna kill me.

Oh, you better write your will now.

- Kim! Hey, baby. - Ron! Hey.

- How about going to my place? - Oh, yeah.

Hey, Mr. Gaines, can I get some water, please?

Baby, you come to see me on your break?

Sort of.

Ah. I gotta tell you. This thing here, it's very fly,

but that $3,000 hurt a brother.

- I know. - Biggest check I ever wrote.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

But I trust you, so what the heck.

Dwayne, I lost my job.

You crazy. Don't do that. You're gonna give me an ulcer.

Seriously, Pookie.

She's serious, Pookie.

You are serious.

Baby, I'm sorry. Are you okay?

They got rid of my whole department,

including me.

Are you okay?

I think so.

- Are you sure, baby? - Mm-hmm.

Don't worry. We'll get through this.

I'll take this picture back and get the money until something comes along.

It's not a sweater, Dwayne.

I mean, once the money exchanges hands, it's over. Finito.

Damn! This is good.

This is good.

So now we have one income, no money,

and a $3,000 print.

More water, please!

More coffee!

Dwayne, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault.

You married a complete compulsive, jobless idiot.

No, no, sweetie, sit over there, it's all right. Everything is okay.

I'll take on some extra consulting work from Kineshewa.

- I'll get us through this. - Dwayne�

No, baby. I got it covered.

This is on me. I can handle this. I'll get us through this.

All right, I got to get back right now.

We'll talk more over dinner.

Can you make some tostadas?

My office chair is barely cold and you got me being your personal cook?

What?

I didn't go through five years of college to be your housewife.

I will get another job, brother.

- I wasn't saying� - I want support, not your dinner order.

Okay, well, would you like to go out for dinner tonight?

Okay.

Okay. Are you free this afternoon?

What did you have in mind?

I want you to pick up my dry cleaning for me.

What did you have in mind?

This is fun.

This is great.

This isn't working, is it?

Well, it's been better.

Ever since the day you stayed over,

something has been in the way of us getting together, Ron.

Like what?

I don't know. I mean, I feel like it's in this room with us.

No, no!

There's nothing in the room.

- See, the room is empty. - Come on, Ron, be honest.

I know you feel it.

Well, all right, I'm a little torn.

About what?

Kim, I like you, all right?

I really, really like you.

I like you, too.

But� I also like Fre-

Uh�

I like�

freedom is what I like.

- I know. I feel the same way. - Yeah?

I'm not ready for a commitment, Ron.

Yeah, I understand.

I need to concentrate on my books.

You know, and I need to concentrate on my�

own concentration is what I need to concentrate on.

So where does that leave us?

Friends?

Friends.

Uh, you want to go get some dinner?

I'd like that, friend.

Okay.

Kim, are we still the kind of friends that get� friendly?

Ron!

It's just a question.

You ain't got to get all upset.

A brother can ask a question.

So, next time, we'll go Dutch.

- You're one of a kind. - That's true.

I'll see you later?

Yes, you will.

I see you're having a good time tonight.

Yeah. You and your roommate have a lot to talk about.

- What do you mean? - We broke up.

What? What are you saying? What did you tell her?

Freddie, we need to talk.

Yes, Kimmie, we have to talk.

Ron and I broke up.

I'm sorry, Kim. I'm really sorry.

You didn't even like Ron.

- Besides, it's nobody's fault. - It isn't?

No. There's no chemistry between us.

Who you tellin'?

I mean, you said it, right?

Look at it this way.

You don't have to worry about Ron coming over anymore, huh?

Phew. Relief.

You really shouldn't have taken me to Chez Jus D'Amour.

We're trying to watch our pennies.

Yeah, but I just wanted to make my baby feel good.

You don't have to spend money on me to make me feel good.

You lie. You lie.

Okay, a few dollars here and there.

That's right.

- But I got you, babe. - I got you, babe.

- Stay there, Whitley. - Hey, what's wrong?

- Stay there. - What's going on?

Just stay there.

- Damn! - Dwayne?

We've been robbed!

Oh, Lord! Call the police.

They took the phone, baby.

And the TV and the VCR.

And the microwave.

They stole the can opener.

I forgot to lock up my computer.

The ironing board, our stereo, my good vase.

What? Whitley?

Whitley, what?

My clothes!

Everything's gone!

They left me nothing but these wire hangers.

I hate wire hangers. No more wire hangers!

Baby, where did you hang that painting?

Well, somebody just made a real good investment.

Well, we still have each other.

That's right.

But I want my clothes.

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