All language subtitles for Moesha s03e11 Break It Down

The life of a teenager is one of high
highs and low lows.

And on our journey to adulthood, we must
face many barriers.

But thanks to my father, I have
additional barriers to overcome, like

to the school of my choice or not having
a certain someone in my life.

Growing up can be a pain.

So, uh, J .W., why does N .D .O. have
you working here today?

First off, she ain't got me doing
nothing.

I volunteer.

Okay, I know. You know how I do it, man.
Yeah, usually on the bus.

You work at a car dealership, but don't
have a ride?

You work at a barbershop and don't have
hair.

Oh, man.

Aaron Sanderson, Mr.

Neighborhood Activist.

He don't care about the community. He's
just trying to get on TV.

Hey, Brother Sanderson, what's up, man?

Good to see you, man.

How you doing? Hey, y 'all forget about
them athletes and your daddies. This is

a role model, huh?

Ah, J .W., you win some, you lose some.

Good,

how you doing?

I sure hope you young men can attend our
father -son retreat.

Yeah, the theme is bonding, dialogue,
and understanding.

Ah, no thank you. I don't know where my
father is.

We're going to have good old home
-cooked church lady food.

Ooh, I'll find it.

Are you down, Q -Man? We're going to
have a lot of fun and games. Gee whiz,

Charles, I don't know.

Some of our hanging with a bunch of
hardheads and no honeys doesn't quite

to me.

Don't knock it till you try it. Right,
son?

You're on your own, Dad.

Well, I didn't mean...

Well, I hope to see you fellas on
Saturday.

Yo, cute man, yo, I think we should go.
I'm not your dad's son.

Let's bounce, all right?

Dang, Shorty, we're like two low -riders
passing in the night.

Oh, well, maybe you ought to make a U
-turn. Yeah, he can't. He's riding a

EJW, what you doing here?

Oh, I'm waiting on Ann Dale. She got
a...

Okay, but I'll work before I can get the
rye.

Do you know who you are? You are Don the
Dragon Wilson.

Don, this can't be poster child is
Moesha Mitchell.

Oh, I watch her movies on cable all the
time.

Do your parents know you stay up that
late?

I'm letting Don use the den for his new
movie, A Dragon Flies in Leimert.

Oh, my God.

And Jill's letting you do a movie here?

More like bloodletting.

You should see this lady negotiate.

She doesn't give up hardly anything.

Speak for yourself.

The only thing I asked for was to be an
extra and for Don to teach a class in

women's self -defense and for an
autographed picture of those muscles and

his biggest fan to be in his movie.

You want my mom to be in the movie? No,
me.

Yo, Kung Fu.

You gonna let me be in your movie, man?

I got skills.

Sorry, but I limit giving away roles to
beautiful women.

Oh, it's like that, huh?

Well, this here is my woman, and she
does what I say.

Okay? And if I can't be in the movie,
she can't be in the movie. And another

thing, man, look. Shut up, J .W.

Okay.

You still want me to use the crowd
again, huh?

So, Dee, what do you think of Don the
Dragon Wilson?

Nice ass.

So did I.

You know, I've been going to the gym
myself lately.

Really? Yeah.

I hadn't noticed.

Honey, I'm just teasing. Your form is
every bit as good as the dragon.

Yeah, the magic dragon.

What I meant to say was, Dee, can I go?

Oh, can't do it. I got a lot of
inventory to move on Saturday.

So, Daddy, should I cancel that six
-foot sub you had me order for the F .E.

game?

Look, Hakeem.

I'm going to be watching the USC -Notre
Dame game on Saturday, and I don't have

to explain nothing to nobody.

Nobody, Frank?

Okay, no one.

Oh, come on, Mr. Mitch. I mean, you're
my father figure.

Ever since Big Mama shaved her mustache.

Get it, Hakeem. He's not going to take
you anywhere. And remember how he was a

no -show at the father and son
breakfast?

And don't forget about the scout
jamboree.

And the PV playoffs. Yeah, that was the
day I scored my touchdown.

You a bad dad, Mr. Mitch.

I missed three events in your whole
life, and I'm bad?

All right, I'll do it.

And I'm not a bad dad.

I can count on you to bring it to me,
Frank. I got 50 bucks riding on this

And when Notre Dame loses, you two had
better pay up. And no whining about that

stupid lunch money.

It's a shame when a football game means
more to a man than spending time with

his son.

Isn't that right, Frank?

Half minute, half time.

I was just joking. That's all.

Okay, fellas, come on. Come on, y 'all.

Now, my father and I would like to
welcome you to the father -son retreat.

We're here to have fun, right?

That's right. Right? Yeah. So let's do
this.

Hey, hold up.

Can't do this without me and my son.

Welcome.

Hey. Good to see you.

Good to see you.

Afternoon, Mitchell.

It's good to see you again, man.

Yeah, Brooks.

It's good to be seen.

Yo, Pops, let's break.

No, son.

It's our day.

So what's up, Q?

Change of mind, huh? No, my pop did.

After Charles and his old man tag
-teamed him at the shop.

Okay. Okay, let's do this.

The first exercise we're going to do is
the trust fall.

All right, everybody line up. Fathers in
front of sons.

All right. Get over here.

I think you better back up a little bit
there, son, because, you know, I'm a

tall drink of water.

Excuse me, was I in your way?

Pops, let's move over. It's getting kind
of crowded in here.

All right, Hakeem. Now, this is about
trust.

If you let me fall, trust me, you'll
never eat at my house again.

so let's switch positions.

Ready?

Oh, I don't think so.

Come on, little Larry, you're the
smallest.

But that's not fair.

Neither was the judge's child support
ruler. Now get up. I hate you, Daddy.

Until I get the blood test results, that
daddy mess is pending.

everybody. This next move demonstrates
the rear choke hold and encompasses

several techniques I've already taught
you.

We learned all of that.

Well, I threw in a little something
extra for entertainment.

Please. I've seen your movies.

Elvis was entertaining.

You, my friend, are no Elvis.

Dobby, you must have a death I'm not
scared of him. I'm a master street

A dragon don't want none of me.

Andell, what would you do if I grabbed
you like this?

Pray that you never let go.

Yo, Karate Kid, you better check
yourself before you wreck yourself, man.

he don't wreck you.

Before I was interrupted, I wanted to
show Andell this maneuver.

Can I try that?

Go on, D. You got a man.

Oh, so you just gonna play me for this
judo gigolo?

J .W.? Maybe you should show us what you
got.

Moesha? You're doing pretty well. Do you
mind working with him? Not at all. You

know what? You can just call me bus
driver because I'm gonna take you

you've never been before.

To school.

Yeah, all right.

Man, don't be grabbing me like that.

That's the girl, man. I don't want to be
her little girl, man. You know.

All right. How about Miles, then? Oh,
yeah, yeah. Let me take him.

Boy, your mouth just wrote a check. Your
butt can't cash.

That's my boss's little kid, man.

Besides,

man, I want the A -Pink.

Me and you.

Mano a mano.

Let's get it on, dragon.

Or should I say chicken?

Yeah.

What's all that? You praying? That ain't
gonna help you now, boy. Huh?

Dip, dip.

Yeah, dip.

so you can say whatever is on your mind.

All right.

Who wants to start?

I'll start.

All right.

Well, I like to say my mama does the
best she can since my dad's not around.

And I'd just like to thank Mr. Mitch for
stepping in from time to time.

Don't you mean time after time?

I'm just kidding, I keep.

If Miles turns out to be half as
thoughtful as you, I'll be a happy man.

Thanks, Mr. Mitch.

Well,

um, I am real proud of Quentin.

He's going to be the next Puff Daddy.

Come on, son, don't be modest. Let your
old man brag about you. Now, not

only is my son a musical genius, He's a
good student, and he works with me at

the barbershop. Not to mention that he
calls his mama every Sunday.

Yeah, you know, Q was cool when some of
the kids at school were teasing me about

my size.

Q told me not to let them get to me. He
said, you know, big man, you should size

to your advantage.

So the next time they picked on me, I
power slammed them.

My bad.

Okay, now we're talking.

Little Larry, what do you want to talk
about?

Sex.

Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

Remember the first time I made out with
your mama? She had on nothing but a

Michael Jackson jacket and a smile, you
know what I'm saying?

Oh, so you're going to leave me hanging?

That's my mama you're talking about.

Little Larry.

Clayton is just saying what's on his
mind, as simple as it may be.

Now, it's important that we all be able
to talk to each other about everything,

even sex.

Charles and I talk all the time.

Right, son?

Is there a problem, Charlie?

Dad,

it's just sometimes it's hard to talk to
you.

I mean, it's like you're so perfect.

I don't know, it's intimidating.

Now, Charles, you can talk to me about
anything.

Now, what's on your mind?

Sex. Oh, well, when you're ready for
your first encounter, then we'll talk

it.

Dad, then we should have talked two
weeks ago.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh.

Well, what's your girlfriend's name?

She wasn't my girlfriend. I mean, she
was just a little freak. What?

Well, Charles, why she got be all that?

We need to respect our women. Right,
like you respected my daughter?

Yeah, you heard me.

Mr. Mitchell, I never disrespected
Moesha. We just made a mistake.

Oh, you got that right.

Moesha's mistake was hanging out with a
guy like you. Now, hold up, Mitchell.

What do you mean, a guy like you? Oh,
hell no. No, no, no, no.

Look at it.

The boy doesn't plan to go to college or
do anything with his life.

Now, he's banking on some musical pipe
dream.

Now, why would I want my daughter stuck
with a dreamer, huh?

First off, I don't have to justify my
son to you.

Chill.

Okay, so what if he doesn't want to go
to college?

At least he's banking some of his money
working towards his dream.

That seems to me there'd be plenty of
reasons why your daughter would want to

out with him.

Pops, it doesn't matter what you say to
this man. To him, I'm just a face and a

lie.

Don't put that on Mr. Mitchell. Wait a
minute. What are you talking about,

Quentin? I'm talking about how you wrote
me off the first time you even saw me.

How you never thought I was good enough
to date Moe with your cute lamp?

Now, come on, man. You got to admit,
man, you was wrong for being in Moe's

that night.

You're right, Hakeem.

Quentin was wrong that night. All right.

Now, come on, Mitchell.

When you were my son's age, didn't you
ever do anything that one of your

girlfriend's fathers might have
considered disrespectful?

I know I did.

Mm -hmm.

Because you probably didn't.

Since you're so perfect.

Perfect? Man, Mr. Mitch is a Mac from
way back.

Yeah, you're right about that. Now,
look, I know all the tricks, okay?

And that's why I'm trying to raise my
daughter right.

And you have, Frank.

Moesha's a wonderful girl.

Should I trade you these two
knuckleheads and my cell phone straight

daughter like yours?

So why don't we all just have a seat?

I'm glad we got that out, huh?

Oh, boy.

Frank, you look like you got a lot on
your mind.

Talk to us.

Well, it isn't that I don't trust Mo.
It's just that, well, you know, it's

to let go. Come on, come on, come on,
come on. Get it out. Let it flow.

Well, raising a daughter isn't easy.

I mean, I'm sure you know that.

We were all boys, right?

I mean, come on.

Some guy walks up to the door, you know
what he's got on his mind.

Thank you, lady.

And Miles.

You guys, this class was so great. I
feel so much more prepared just in case

ever attacked.

Yeah, girl, I can't wait for one of my
brothers to start some mess with me.

This is a holiday.

Get me out.

I love defense, miss.

Y 'all went straight up street. Mm -hmm,
and you got straight up beat.

Baby, you still gonna let me use the
car, right?

Yeah.

Hi, Mr. Mitchell.

You look like you're a watchman at the
church.

Thank you, Quentin.

You're welcome, sir.

Say, Quentin, you like football?

Yeah, but basketball's my game.

Well, I was watching the Raiders -Bronco
game.

You, uh, care to join me?

You know more Pops knows I'm here.

Come on in.

What's up, Mom? Hey.

Who would have thought that the retreat
Hakeem so desperately wanted to attend

would lead to breaking down the barrier
between my dad and Q?

I mean, who knows?

If they go to another one, maybe I'll
end up back at Crenshaw.

Oh, yeah, and Dale called me tonight.
We're shooting Don's movie next week.

In fact, he gave us a line.

He even threw J .W. a bone.

I wonder how it'll turn out.

Give me the deed to your shop.

Or your daughter's hand in marriage.

Mommy, please don't let him take me
away.

Oh, somebody help me.

Let her go, you cad.

Make me cook.