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Hakeem and I have been homies for as
long as I can remember.

We were even hanging out back in the day
when the only thing little boys and

little girls did together was fight and
take afternoon naps.

Kim used to always dog us out at recess,
though.

Hakeem and Moesha sitting in the tree.

K -I -S -S -I -N -G.

Now she wishes she could get in that
tree with Hakeem.

He still hasn't figured out it's a
friendship tree.

Hakeem asked me if I would loan him $20.

See, I normally don't lend people money,
but Hakeem is not just people.

Hakeem is my boy.

And besides, if he doesn't pay me back,
I'll stick him on it.

It's me.

croquettes, biscuits, and grits. My baby
sure know how to burn.

And in the bedroom, too.

Miles might hear you.

Oh, that boy can't hear us?

I heard you last night.

Uh, what did you say, boy?

These biscuits are really light.

Mm -hmm.

Miles, go on until your sister breakfast
is ready.

that myself.

Hey, what's up, everybody? Good morning.

Momisha, what are you doing out this
time of the morning?

Yeah, you better have a darn good excuse
or a wedding ring.

I was just next door looking for Hakeem.
He borrowed $20 from me two weeks ago,

and now he's avoiding me like Miles
avoids soap and water.

Hey, I take a bath every Saturday,
whether I need one or not.

Come over here, Miles. Come on.

Oh, my goodness. You could plant things
back there.

Let him wash up. Aw, man.

This time you soaked, dirt boy.

A .T., could you hold Hakeem after your
third period class for me? Now, how do

you suggest I do that?

Handcuff, leg irons, share your lunch
with the brother. I want my money back.

I'm sure that Hakeem has every intention
of paying you back your money. Oh, he

better, because the bank of Moesha don't
play.

How much interest you charging,
sweetheart?

Come on, Daddy, he's my friend.

I gave him a variable interest rate tied
to the 30 -day T -bill. Oh, that's my

girl.

Frank. Yeah, baby?

Happy anniversary.

Anniversary? Mm -hmm.

Dee, we've been married, what, one or
two months?

Six, Frank.

Okay, I believe you're six.

Yeah, but I mean, isn't this something
that people usually do six months from

now? Okay, you don't like it, I'll take
it back. Say thank you, Daddy, so I can

open your gift. Thank you.

An Armani suit. Now, see, this is funky.

This makes up for them coupons you lose
driving that Saturn.

Hey, it's funky, all right. Dee, how
much did you pay for this suit? Oh,

it's just a token of my love. Dee, this
is an Armani suit. We talking two, three

thousand tokens. That's a lot of love,
baby.

Now, Frankie, baby, don't you worry your
pretty little head about how much it

costs Mama.

Come on, Daddy, try it on. Yeah, all
right, all right.

Huh?

What? What? Excuse me, Mr. GQ, but what
did you do with my daddy?

Oh, that must be Kim and Niecy. I got to
go get my school on. Okay, baby.

See you, D. Have a nice one, baby.

Oh, Frank, you look good.

You look... Stay at home. Don't go to
work. Take off that suit.

Good. Oh, come on, Dee. I'm serious,
baby. I mean, I could have gone to the

bar and got ten suits and a bag of feed
for what you paid for this.

Then why don't you just do that? And the
feed, that's what you'll be grazing on

for the next week. Oh, no, no, no, baby.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Look, it's a

beautiful present.

You're a beautiful wife, and it's been
beautiful being married to you. There's

six beautiful... Save it, Frank.

Beautiful.

Were you serious about taking this suit
off me?

Hey, Mo, what you know?

Nothing until Hakeem pays me my money.
Look, should I hire somebody to break

leg or say the 50 cent and do it myself?

You jumped off that bridge, too?

He borrowed $5 from me last week. He owe
me $7 .50 and he borrowed my bus pass,

okay?

chocolate behind.

Because he couldn't afford the balloon
payment.

Hey,

Mom.

Handle my business.

What's up, Hakeem? Remember me?

Hey, Mom.

What's up, girl? I've been meaning to
get with you.

Well, I'm here now. Where's my money,
bro?

Okay, look, look, look, bro. I'm a
little short.

So, why don't you take my watch? It's
collateral.

You better take this vampire in Brooklyn
watch back to Taco Bell. I want my

money, bro.

I mean, relax, Mo. Why you frontin'? I
fronted you, all right? And apparently

is everybody else in here. Now, give me
my money before I have to embarrass you.

Worse than this?

God, man, you'll get your money, okay?

Huck, I'm not playing. Mo, Mo, wait.

Girlfriend, come here. Let me talk to
you.

Moesha Mitchell, what was that about?

Why you humiliate him? He ain't Tina.
You definitely ain't Ike.

I don't care. He owes me money.

Never loan what you can't afford to give
away.

And, uh, he owes me $20. He needs to pay
me. You're right.

But if he doesn't, trust me, your
friendship is worth a lot more than $20.

I think you need to apologize to Ike.

Don't you?

Moesha?

Come here.

Look, look, Ma, look. I got three
dollars.

Hakeem, I'm not here about the money.

I'm here to apologize.

Look, we've been tight since forever,
and I shouldn't have broke on you like

that. I'm sorry.

Okay, thanks. Goodbye.

Hold on, hold on. The arrangements still
have to be made, my brother.

Okay, well, could we do this tomorrow in
the daytime?

No, we're going to talk about it now.

Look, Hakeem, I am willing to bend
over...

Am I interrupting a romantic homework
session here?

There's nobody here but me.

Then what's with the mood lighting?

Oh, uh, the power company's been having
problems all day.

Our lights are on?

Well, it's a hit and miss thing.

We missed a payment, they hit the off
switch.

Well, why didn't you pay the bill?

Because my mom got laid off, okay?

Laid off?

Hakeem, I didn't know.

I feel like such an idiot.

I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. It's all right.

Hakeem, I told you your mother was
welcome to come to dinner, too.

She got a new job working night shift.
Oh, that's good.

She won't be getting a paycheck till two
weeks. Oh, that's bad.

Yep. So I guess I'll be spending a lot
of time with you folks.

That's horrible.

Why don't you get a J -O -B?

Miles, you know better than that.

Didn't I spell it right?

I mean, I've been trying.

I even skipped school the last past
couple of days looking for a J -O -B.

But nobody wants to hire M -E.

Well, don't worry about it, Hakeem.
We'll do all that we can to help you.

we, Frank? Of course.

Hakeem, just have your mom give me a
call.

Our phone's disconnected.

Or a holler.

We'll see what we can work out.

My mom won't take your money. She's too
proud.

That's why I've been busting my butt
looking for a job.

Well, you ought to bust your butt down
there to the mall. I saw Help Wanted

at the Athletic Square.

Hey, hey, I ain't trying to hire no
brothers at the mall.

I went down there last Friday and they
threw me out. Some kind of gang sweep.

Well, were you dressed like a
gangbanger?

No, I had on some fly gear.

Yeah, I had on my Unleash the Dog Pound
T -shirt and my free Tupac cap and my,

um, Don't Squeeze the Juice souvenir
pin.

What job were you interviewing for?

LAPD target dummy?

Let me throw something different at you,
Hakeem.

A suit plus tie equals a job at the
athletic square.

Don't say nothing.

Just let it marinate.

All right.

Now, what do you think?

Why do I have to put on a suit and tie
to get a job wearing a T -shirt and

sneakers?

No, no, no, no.

I mean, the suit and tie thing is cool
for you, Mr. Mitchell.

But it don't work for young brothers
like me. You know what I'm saying? I can

dig it, man.

But do you think I was born in this
suit?

Man, I used to be a young T -shirt
wearing hip cat just like you.

Hip cat.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Go ahead. You can laugh all you want.
But see, I got a suit. Got a job and got

the self -respect that goes along with
it.

But I guess you're just not the proud
type like your mom.

Okay. All right.

I'm going to give it a shot.

Right on, soul brother.

Hey, Mr. Mitchell. Yeah.

Exactly how old are you? Hey,

Ken, tell me what you think of this
resume I wrote.

Okay.

Hakeem Campbell.

Chris Shaw High.

Honor student.

Honor student. Maybe honorary.

Girl, will you let me finish? Okay.

Activity. Chess club, feet club, future
farmers of America.

Future farmers?

Shoot, I love them, but I ain't living
on no farm.

Earth to Kim, this is a resume. It ain't
real.

What's up?

Dang, Hakeem, you get dressed in the
dark?

Well, yeah.

Hakeem, you were supposed to wear your
suit. You are not going to get a job

looking like that. You look like a
gangster Urkel.

Well, this is the best I can do.

Besides, my mom's using my suit. She got
a new job as an usher over there at the

Magic Johnson Theater.

Just wait right here. Move.

That's okay, Hakeem.

Clothes don't make a man.

Shoot, I'd hire you with nothing on.

a muzzle on your girl. Kim, Kim.

Now, which one of these you like? Ooh,
he likes this one because the other one

looked like it busted out of the soup
barn.

Dang, Hakeem, you sweating like you
stole something.

I can't help it, man.

You better quit, man. You're messing up
my daddy's new suit.

I'll be right back.

You know, why are you always playing so
hard to get?

I'm not playing.

That makes two of us. Smoke!

Put these on.

Toilet seat covers?

They haven't been used.

That's your work.

Well, you missed a spot. Hey, I ain't
sweating right there.

Let's just get this over with, all
right? Okay. Hey, can I do this solo?

Yeah, Mo, can we have a private moment?

Come on, fatal attraction.

Good luck, man.

Hey, working here would be the bomb.

Excuse me.

Do you have this in a size five?

I'm sorry, I don't...

Are those for him?

Yes. He's starting peewee basketball.

So, my man, little Spud, you getting
$165 air pennies? If they make me.

Oh, I see.

That's your sport, huh?

Excuse me.

We have a nice special sale on the golf
shoes.

You might want to point my man in that
direction.

Save a few bucks now and him a lot of
tears later.

Mr. Campbell?

Mr. Hakeem Campbell?

That's me, President.

I'm not used to being called Mr.

Knucklehead.

Bruh. Put your hands on the car.

But not Mr.

Feels good, though.

Hey.

Are you all right?

Oh, no.

I got it all under control.

Not like his shoes or anything. You got
a resume?

Oh, yeah.

Shoot.

Put it down.

Very impressive. You know, I was on my
high school chess club, too.

Yeah, yeah, I live for chess.

Which do you prefer, King's opening or
the Queen's opening?

I'm rather partial to the U .S. opening.

I'm impressed.

Good sense of humor, nice suit, creative
resume.

You know... Most kids come in here with
their pants all around their butt,

beepers going off, wearing free Snoop T
-shirts and expect me to give them a

job.

Kids today just don't get it.

Right on, soul brother.

Solid.

I only have one question I need to ask
you, and I'm quite sure you'll have no

problems with it.

Yeah, sure. Go ahead. Fire away.

Why should I hire you? Because I need a
job.

Listen to the question.

Why do I need you?

Why do you need me?

Oh, no. Can I get a hint?

Thank you for coming.

Credenza Jones?

Dee,

you are going to love this.

This is my sixth month I didn't forget
anniversary gumbo.

Smells good, Daddy. Oh, you better
believe it. Boy, your pops can throw

a kitchen.

Frank, why must you use such a big pot?

Why must you use every pot?

You see, that's where men and women
differ, Dee.

See, we men like big food.

And in order to cook big food, you need
a big pot.

Or a big grill if you're cooking big
meat.

Step aside and let the big man work his
magic on this gumbo.

But I sure hope the big man clears up
this big mess when he's finished.

No, that's for the little man with the
big ears.

Come on, old man, why are you tripping?
Whatever, Hakeem.

I mean, it's not my fault I didn't get
the job.

It's not like I didn't try. Okay, look,
I was on time.

I had my resume.

And I even clowned myself by wearing
this stupid suit.

Stupid? Actually, you're looking pretty
righteous in that suit, Hakeem.

Why don't they have something like that
down at the suit bar? Not unless they

ruffled up a few stray Armanis.

Oh, I knew that was my suit.

Hakeem, what are you doing in Frank's
new suit?

Dang, everybody got questions.

I gave it to him, Dee. Oh, well, you
guys said he needed a suit.

Plus, you said you would do anything to
help. And since Daddy didn't like this

one, I figured it was cool.

Pumpkin, I never said that.

Yes, you did. I heard you with my big
ears.

Well, look at it.

Look at it. Just look at it. Look at
that stand. Lord, I'll never get it off.

Take it off, man. Take it off. Take it
off.

Now you got her island up. Well, I'm
sorry, Miss Mitchell. I'll pay you to

clean. You know what? You could do that
if you had a job. But no.

you couldn't answer one simple question.
Well, it doesn't matter because they

wasn't hiring any brothers anyway.

Geez, you were interviewed by a brother,
brother.

Exactly. They already had their quota.

I just didn't know what to say.

You could have said a whole bunch of
stuff. You're smart.

You're honest.

You're good with people except Ken.

And not to mention, you know more about
sneakers than Bubba knows about shrimp.

I don't know about that. I do.

Mr. Porter, what are you doing here?
Your mom said you were here having

Oh, by the way, she said bring her plate
and don't forget dessert.

Did she happen to mention anything about
a beverage? Sure did.

Red Kool -Aid with a twist.

Look, Hakeem, I just got one question
for you.

Oh, man, not again.

I think you should at least hear the
question, Hakeem. Yeah, Bubba.

All right, shoot.

Did you sell some shoes while you were
waiting to be interviewed?

No, I just talked to a couple people.
You did more than talk, because one lady

even bought a pair of golf shoes. And I
haven't sold any of those since Tiger

Woods told Jet Magazine he wasn't black.

For real?

For real.

Look, that's all I need to know.

Thank you, everybody.

Good night. Hold on, hold on, hold on.

How you gonna come up in here?

And get a brother all excited like that.
You know, like he got a job and just

bone out.

Why should I give you a job?

Why?

Because I'm smart.

And I'm honest.

And I'm good with people.

Except Kim.

And I can sell shoes, man.

Man, I'm one bad shoe selling son.
Hakeem, you've made your point.

She's right. Report to work after school
on Monday.

For real? For real.

Good night, everyone.

Good night, Mr.

Porter. Yeah, my man.

Way to go, Papa!

You do know you just bought yourself a
suit, right?

My man.

Here, you can give me my $20.

You know, it's strange how you can live
next

door to someone all your life.

and not have a clue about what's going
on inside their house.

I'm just so glad everything worked out
for Hakeem.

I mean, he's got a job, self -esteem,
and with the installment plan D worked

out, he'll own an Armani suit by the
year 2020.

I told him to put the money he owes me
towards the first payment.

You know, it's like Angel said, don't
lend what you can't afford to give away.

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