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They say that everyone has a soulmate.
What I want to know is, who is they and where is my mate?
I've been giving Q his space for two weeks, but now I'm about ready to give
his walking papers.
I mean, why does everything have to be so complicated?
If you love someone, I think that's all that matters.
Love is the reason you wake up in the morning with a smile on your face.
Love is the reason you have a song in your heart.
And love is the reason for seven out of ten accidents.
Dang, Moe.
Until you start paying the bills, both of you back off.
Relax. There's enough for everybody.
But Hakeem is on his way over.
And? And he's bringing him back up.
Morning,
bunkers. Morning, Hakeem.
Hey, family, I'd like you to meet our cousin Omar. Omar, this is our family,
man. This is Auntie Dee. Oh, Omar.
And that's Uncle Frank.
Yeah, and that's Meathead over there. Yeah, and this is... Moesha, and we're
definitely not related.
Consider yourself lucky. That means you're human.
Shut up, little penny.
Omar, would you like some breakfast?
Yeah, boy.
Grab a cake. Thank you, but I don't want to impose.
Hakeem, I thought you said that was your cousin.
You better go in there and grab something before there's nothing left.
Thanks. Is there somewhere I can wash my hands first?
you go and show Omar to the bathroom, please?
Okay.
Hakeem, don't you want to go wash your hands, too?
Oh, I'm good.
I ran them through the sprinkler before I came over.
Hakeem, where have you been hiding him? Man, you remember Omar?
Yeah, he used to spend the whole summer with me when we were shorties.
Buckethead? Yeah, that's him.
Ooh, guess what?
He just transferred to Crenshaw.
So you can grow out ugly.
All right.
Hakeem, call it.
Well, see, one of you's got to go. I can't afford to feed you and Buckethead.
Frank, that's not nice.
Miss Mitchell, and payment for your hospitality. I insist on doing the
afterwards. Frank. Hi, Hakeem.
Okay, ladies, who stole these from the cuties at the bar? Well, we're being
romanticized in stereo.
And they sent a note. Oh, give me that. Hey, hey, don't grab.
Just nonchalantly jest it for me to put it on the table like you don't care.
Right, right.
Sure.
Whatever.
Look, Mo, we've been carrying you for the last two weeks.
What you need to do now is learn how to flap those wings and be flying again.
Or, you know, you can always roll with Q and his girl.
Ooh, looks like Q has gotten over that space thing. I mean, I can't see where
ends or where she begins.
Thanks for all the love, guys.
Girl, we're here for you.
We gotta get ready for twins.
Ooh, work it out, Mo. Bye.
Hey, Ma, mind if I join you?
On one condition, if you join me at the movies.
All right, only if you let me buy the popcorn.
I'll go you one better.
You can buy the tickets, too.
See you, homeboy from outer space.
I thought that the island of Dr. Moreau would at least be a little scary.
No, Brando in a kimono sure scared me.
Okay, well, next time you pick the movie.
As long as there is a next one.
Aw, that's so sweet.
I mean, who knew that little buckethead would grow up to be so... so... so un
-buckethead -like?
Who knew little pie face would grow up to be so... un -pie -like?
So, who are we making jealous? Is it homeboy?
Who?
Oh, you mean cute?
Please, I am way over him. Look, I'm so far past him, I have lapped him twice.
He is a tiny, insignificant speck that's in the rearview mirror of my life.
And you miss him that much? Yes.
What happened?
Well, as I understand it, we were liking each other too much, and we were
getting too close, and he felt that we needed space before things got too much
happier.
That sounds stupid.
Oh, my, why are guys like that? Why do y 'all want to run away from a good
thing?
First of all, we're not all like that. But those who do are probably scared. I
mean, look at Q, right? He's got that whole roughneck vibe going on. He wants
people to think he's hard.
And he can't do that if he keeps turning to butter every time you come around.
Basically, it's a fear of intimacy.
You know, I...
this whole thing where I talk, you listen, and then you actually say
back intelligent to me. I mean, what do they call that?
Conversation.
Well,
I never had one of those with the guy I like before.
Now, if you don't respond, then we ain't no longer having no conversation.
met some friends in limley we saw box here what i've been meaning to check
out how was it two hours in the dark with a man that fine oh couldn't be
anything oh i'm sorry maisha this is tracy
tracy's maisha nice to meet you oh you too
You've never heard of Jean -Michel Basquiat? No, that's why I'm asking.
He was this wonderful graffiti artist that rose to prominence in the New York
art world. Oh, that sounds interesting. Maybe we can check it out sometime.
Sure. Oh, Omar.
I mean, what have you been up to? You just dropped off the face of the planet.
I transferred to Crenshaw.
Crenshaw?
Be careful.
So everybody's been asking about you. Why are you being so mysterious?
I'm not. I'm not being mysterious.
Jesus.
Yes, I am.
Omar, are you ready to go?
You know, Omar, a friend of mine told me about this hot party in Silver Lake.
You guys want to go?
Oh, you know I'm down. Come on, let's check it out.
I think I should go home. You know, curfew.
It's only 9 o 'clock.
But my parents are old -fashioned Jehovah's Witnesses.
Don't tell them we saw a movie.
So, have fun without me.
Okay, we're out.
Bye.
At least let me see you home.
No, I think I'm fine.
Have fun.
I'll call you.
Okay.
You know, we didn't quite hit it off with the Johnson quads.
But I thought they were twins.
Lone story.
You know, you have to admit, the third one was kind of cute.
It was a reflection, Kim.
Oh, you just meant because he wasn't winking at you.
You guys, I... I have something that I need to talk to you about, but I need
present with me.
You guys gotta promise you will keep this on the down low.
Oh, what is it now, mellow drummer mama?
I went out with Omar tonight.
Oh, my team's cousin! We're gonna have double wedding!
Kim, put away the bouquet, because it ain't about that right now.
What happened, Mom?
We went to a movie, we had dinner and a great conversation, then Tracy stopped
by and they left me and went to a party, and now I'm here spilling my best out
to you two.
You mean to tell me another girl walked off with your date?
No.
Tracy is a man.
Oh, so you need backup. See you later.
I need you to listen.
I think Omar is gay.
What's up, kid?
Excuse me?
I'm sorry, Moesha.
What do you want?
You know, if you really want to make me jealous, you might want to do that with
a real man.
But what's that supposed to mean?
It means all over school.
Your boy Omar is sore.
Who told you that?
Kim and Isi would take an opponent third period.
You know what? You can learn something from Omar about how to be a man.
Oh, just admit it.
You try to play me, but you play yourself.
You. Now I need to be.
Yeah, I...
Mo, why did you lie to my cousin? I thought we was friends.
Hakeem, I am sorry. I did not mean for it to get out everywhere. Yeah, yeah,
yeah. That's why you told Kim and Niecy, because you wanted the free world to
know, huh?
I admit that that was a mistake.
Yeah, yeah, it was. Because you don't know nothing, nothing about Omar.
What's going on?
Uh, man, Mo and her homegirls been spreading some crazy rumors around
What kind of rumors?
Just the normal, regular, silly kid stuff, you know.
Just the stuff like you were gay. Stuff like that.
I'm just curious about one thing.
What's that?
What's the other stuff?
Man, come on, Omar. I'm serious, man. Are you?
No.
No. No. No.
See, Bo? See, you need to check yourself.
Come on, man. My class is right here.
Oh, all right, then. All right, then. Well, keep it real, boy. Oh, yeah.
All right.
Bo,
why did you do that?
Oh, look, I didn't say that you were anything, you know. I thought you were,
apparently I was mistaken, and I'm sorry.
I don't know what else to say.
Well, you can say that the next time you'll mind your own business instead of
making up stuff like a stupid schoolgirl.
Hold up. Hold up. Hold up. Hold up. You know what?
I didn't make up Tracy, maybe. Ravlon did, but I didn't.
And that makes me gay.
You know what?
You saw Q one time and concluded, correctly I might add, that he was
because he was scared.
I honestly think that you're scared.
Dee,
that was good, baby. You sure put your rump in it.
I thought this was chicken.
Oh, should we put it up, or is Hakeem really not coming over?
I don't think Hakeem is coming.
What's wrong?
Oh, no, no, no, Dee.
It's not what's wrong. It's what's right.
Baby, this is the first time we've ever had leftovers.
Frank, you're exaggerating.
Um, what's a leftover?
See? See, the boy is nine years old. He's never seen a leftover.
Since you are so enthralled with the leftovers, why don't you go out into the
garage and dig up the Tupperware?
Come on, son.
I'll tell you about the good old days.
When leftovers were plentiful and neighbors ate at their own home.
The year was 1980.
B .H., son.
Before Hakeem.
So what's going on with you and Hakeem?
Nothing. Why do you... think there's something going on between us?
Well, there's that crack in your voice, the leftovers, and that argument you had
outside my fourth period class.
Oh.
Well, Hakeem is mad about something that I said.
And?
I didn't mean for it to get all over school. You know, it's really Niecy and
Kim's fault.
Mo, what is Hakeem upset about?
Well, I went out with Omar, and I sort of told Kim and Niecy that I thought
was sort of gay.
And I think that was sort of irresponsible, don't you?
No. If you would have gone on that date, you would know it's true.
Mo, it does not matter whether it is true or not. You know what kids in
will do with gossip like that. But I didn't gossip. I told them not to tell
anyone.
Them?
Kim and DC?
The divas of dirt?
Well, I shouldn't have said anything.
And?
If Omar is gay, it's his business.
That's right. You remember that, and you'll be fine. In the meantime, I hope
haven't lost a good friend.
He's sick.
About it, I got to treat him.
Bring in a house of doubt, of glory, uniqueness, and thunder.
Something from the railroad under.
Non -stop, to the tippity -top, raises, the missing pages, the different pages.
Where have you been? You haven't been by to eat?
I got food.
No, you haven't. I came here.
Dee wanted you to have these.
Smothered chicken, peas,
rice, onions, cornbread.
Oh, and if I were you, I would stay away from that brown, leathery -looking
stuff. That's daddy's jerky.
Well.
Why don't you stay away from me, Laisha?
You're too kind. I'd love to join you.
Hey, look. That's way weirder.
Ooh, are you okay?
Yeah. Well, you don't look too good. I mean, are things going all right? No.
Not after you two wrecked my life. The things I told you about Omar, you should
have kept to yourself.
Now, Seymour, that's your fault. You know how we are.
That's like writing a fuse and getting mad at the dynamite.
Anyway, you'll never guess who we met.
The infamous Tracy.
And he told of everything about Omar. Stop it right there. I'm out of those
woods and I ain't trying to go back in.
Moesha?
You up?
Who are we supposed to tell?
Shh. Nobody.
Oh, no music, please.
Um, I want to dedicate this to... Well, he'll know who he is.
Um, these are lyrics from Edith Raquel, and, um, it's about... Well, you'll know
because I'm about to do it right now.
I'm not aware of too many things.
I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box.
Religion is the smile on a dog.
I'm not aware of too many things.
I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are or what?
I'm not aware of too many things.
I know what I know, if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is the walk on some slippery rocks.
Religion is the light in the fog.
I know what I know.
You know what I mean.
Hey, Mo.
Hey, Hakeem.
Dear diary, I got my friend back.
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