All language subtitles for moesha_s01e12_mothers_day

May 12th is just around the corner, so I
have been saving all my money to get a

special Mother's Day gift.

I planned to buy it after school, so I
stashed my cash in my locker.

Of course, it also happened to be the
exact day someone decided to pop its

Kim took it as bad as I did.

Dang, girl, you've been jacked!

Gabriella, my locker partner, explained
that it was like that when she got

there.

I searched the locker from top to
bottom, but my money was gone.

I asked Gabriela if any of her stuff was
missing, and she said... Just my lunch.

And then she left the reporter to the
principal's office.

You know, Gabriela's cool, so I knew she
was telling the truth.

But Kim wasn't buying it. Yeah, right.
You're supposed to believe that your

money got stolen by the Hamburglar.

Please, I've seen bad excuses on
America's Most Wanted. In fact, I've

on America's Most Wanted.

Well, Kim, you chill.

No, Gabriela didn't steal anything from
me.

Hey, I can't believe you.

That was all the money I had.

How am I supposed to buy my mother's day
gift now?

Well, it's just that this is the first
time I've ever seen you work up a sweat

without me.

Well,

I'm just trying to keep slim and trim
for my baby.

Well, your baby likes you just the way
you are.

Fine.

Well, now, come on, Frank.

You don't think that my hips have gotten
a little bigger?

Maybe you look good.

Frank, you haven't even looked at my
hips. And I'm not gonna.

to love on the run, baby.

What's the dinner?

Nothing, because I'm not cooking until I
can fit into my new dress.

Well, Dee, why don't you just buy a
dress that... That what?

Never mind.

Hey, Daddy, want some ramen? We got
beef, chicken, pork, and jerk.

Jerk ramen?

Yeah, Mr. Mitch. You can jerk anything.

Okay, well, thanks for the info, Hakeem.

Beverly Hills, Four Seasons Hotel,
please.

Ah, the Four Seasons, Mr. Mitch, huh?

No more Snooty Fox Motel for you.

D might hear you. Oh, yeah, yeah, I know
what time it is, you know. You and Mrs.

Mitch is finna get your romance on. You
know, a little bubbly.

A little snuggly.

Then boom.

Joaquin, don't let your imagination run
away with you, man. I'm just making

reservations for brunch for Mother's
Day.

Hello. Yes, yes. This is Denzel
Washington.

Yes, I'd like to make reservations for
four for Sunday's brunch.

Yeah. I think I should have been
nominated for Crimson Tide, too.

Oh, yes, I'll hold. Denzel Washington?

That's lying, then.

That's hallucinating. No, no, no, no,
no. See, it's okay to lie for

reservations, son.

I already have one.

Oh, oh, yes, yes, yes, yes. I was just
calling to check.

See, my three assistants sometimes get
their wires crossed.

Have a nice day.

Look, Mr.

Mitch, why don't you just check out the
den?

You know, and Dale's having this big
Sunday gospel brunch for Mother's Day.

Sounds like a pretty good idea, Haki.

But, Daddy, I thought we were doing what
we usually do, visiting Mom at the

cemetery. Oh, Pumpkin, you know we're
going to do that, baby.

But we got to do something special for
Dee.

Look. Why don't we go to the brunch at
the den first? Then you, Miles, and I

will go down to the cemetery.

How's that?

I guess.

All right.

Now, have you two gotten Dee a gift?

I'm busted. Somebody stole my money out
of my locker.

And you know my situation.

Now, look.

This is Dee's first Mother's Day with
us, so we got to make her feel

appreciated. Take it.

Daddy, you're giving me $100? Mm -hmm.
And you get her something nice now.

You know, Mr. Mitch, I ought to give
Mrs. Mitch a nice gift, too. You know,

that cooking she do for her brother.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. You do that, huh, kid?

So,

Ma, what you gonna get today?

I don't know. I know when I see it.

Oh, I know exactly what I'm getting my
mama.

Hair? You getting your mama hair for
Mother's Day?

Yeah. My mom's been dropping in. Not to
mention braids all week.

Come on to the pier.

Three dollars a bag. It's very good
quality.

Okay, then give me five browns.

Five? Girl, you know your mama got a ten
bag hair.

You're right. She's right.

Give me three more bags of browns and
200 blondes. You know I want to give my

mama a little Mother's Day highlight.

Hey, Mo.

You think Dee would like these hoops?
She'll love them.

$99. She will hate them. Put them back.

Hey, guys.

Hey, Gabriella. Looks like you found
some good stuff, girl. Yeah, I made out

like a bandit.

No, that's right.

Well, I found some really cool things
for my mama and abuelita.

How about you guys? Well, Kim got her
gift. I'm still looking for mine.

Well, good luck.

I gotta go. I still got some money to
spend. Bye.

And she's spending your money.

Will you stop it? That girl didn't take
my money.

Hey, Mom, you like this purse? It's only
$60.

Ooh, that's a good price for a Gucci.

Girl, this ain't no Gucci. It's a
Oochie.

Just like it. Try again, Miles.

Look, I'm tired of this. Give me my half
of the money.

All right.

Here.

Ten bucks.

You think I watched Sesame Street half
my life and didn't learn how to...

in the night.

Can I see this right here?

Oh, I should have known.

I came at five in the morning, man. Why
are you ringing my doorbell like that?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I don't have a key, but we're not going
to go there.

Look, my business is here with Mrs.
Mitch.

Hakeem, we're not having breakfast here
this morning, so try the Johnson's.

Hey, man, can't a brother come by here
when I want something?

You want to wake everybody?

Hakeem, honey, I thought I heard your
voice down here.

Well, why are you keeping up all this
noise?

Yeah, you ruined my dream. I was just
about to slam on Michael Jordan.

Look, I'm sorry. I just came by to drop
off Mrs. Mitch's Mother's Day gift

before I take my mama and big mama to
sunrise service.

I thought they only did that on Easter.

Dang, I always get that confused.

Well, anyway, happy Mother's Day, Mrs.
Mitch.

Oh,

Hakeem.

Oh, look at this.

My favorite cook.

You mean your only cook.

Hakeem, I love it.

Thank you.

Well, you gotta go.

Somebody gotta tell Big Mama we won't be
eating for five more hours.

Thanks, man.

Dad,

can we give the deer a dish now? Sure,
son. Come on.

Let me help you, babe.

Okay.

Happy Mother's Day.

Oh, thank you, honey.

That thing is so nice.

Dear Mom, Happy Mother's Day.

Love, Miles.

Oh, Miles.

Honey, I love it. I love it.

Oh, thank you. That's my boy.

All right, Mo, why don't you go next?

Kitty.

Thank you, Mo.

All right.

Dear D, I know it may not seem like it
sometimes, but I appreciate your being

here.

Thanks for making my dad happy. Have a
nice day. Sincerely, Moesha.

Thanks, Mo.

Come on, D, open it up. All right, all
right, all right.

Wow. Socks.

Socks? Socks. Oh, look at that. 100 %
cotton and everything.

Yes. Thank you, Mo.

You're welcome.

She owes you some money, Daddy.

Oh, I'd like to talk to you. Frank,
where is your present? You know I'm

waiting for that now, huh?

Huh? All right, all right. Okay.

Dee, we're very happy to have you here,
baby.

Happy Mother's Day.

Oh, Frank.

Let me guess. No, no, no. Let me give
you a hint.

Remember when we were on our honeymoon
down in Jamaica at Dunn's River Falls

there was a special thing that you
wanted?

A rain bonnet. Yeah.

Yeah, remember you were so worried about
getting your hair wet? Go on, baby. Put

it on.

Whoops.

Oh, Frank.

Oh!

A diamond tennis bracelet.

Oh, Frank. Oh, honey.

I love it.

Oh, gosh, it's so beautiful. Honey, put
it on. Please, put it on. It's

beautiful, but not as beautiful as you,
baby. Oh.

Dee, I want to thank you for being such
a wonderful mother to my kids.

Oh, Frank, it's been my pleasure.

Hey, Mo, Mo, where you going, baby?

Up to my room.

Baby, you look good.

Mm -mm, I don't need no sweets today,
because I got my sugar right here.

Then why don't you come over here and
give your sugar some sugar, sugar.

Hey,

I can see this on cable.

I mean the Discovery Channel.

Oh, look at my handsome little man.

Yeah, a little man with the tennis shoes
on. Boy, get back upstairs and change

your shoes. While you're up there, tell
your sister to hurry up, because we're

going to be late for the brunch.

Can't we just leave her a bowl of food
and some water?

Miles.

Okay, I'm going.

Hey, Dee, am I matching?

Everything except the feet.

You know what? I was just about to ask
you where my shoes were.

In the family room where you left them.

Dee. Baby, what would I do without you?

Keep laying diamonds on Mama, and you'll
never know.

And, honey, hurry up. We don't want to
be late for brunch.

Frank!

Frank!

Yeah, but I just wanted to get the score
out of the way so that I could give my

full undivided time to you on this your
day.

Ooh, baby, that bracelet sure looks good
on you.

Looks like Fido got loose.

She'll find the food.

Let's go.

No, no, wait a minute. Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait. Are you sure she's not

upstairs? Positive. She's gone.

Oh, Frank, you know, maybe this Mother's
Day thing is just too much for her.

Honey, let's cancel the brunch. It's
already been such a wonderful day. No,

no, no, no. It's going to be all right.
You and Miles just go ahead. We'll catch

up with you.

No, no, no. Trust me, baby.

Everything's going to be fine.

Miles? You're the man now.

Well, if I'm the man, throw me out with
some man cash, car keys, and something.

You know, Mommy, you were never a good
housekeeper.

Let's see.

Here's the 411.

Miles' ears have actually gotten bigger.

One day that boy's going to flap those
things and knock a building down.

And me, well, I'm doing pretty good in
school if you consider four A's and it'd

be good.

Like mother, like daughter, huh?

Look, Mommy, I know I told you that they
might not last, but, you know, Dad and

Dee are hanging in there.

Anything's possible.

Mommy, are you ready for this?

He gave her a diamond tennis bracelet
for Mother's Day.

Can you believe it? And Miles actually
called her Mom today.

You know, I know he's a kid and he needs
a mother and everything like that,

but... I can never call anybody else mom
but you.

I don't want to like her, but it's hard
not to.

Mommy, I need you so much.

You used to tell me that I was your
heart.

So, this is for you.

I'll keep the other half.

And if we ever see each other again, we
can put them together.

I miss you.

Mommy.

I miss her too, Pumpkin.

But you know what?

Baby, I'm a lucky man.

Because I see her every day when I look
at you.

Happy Mother's Day, Dee.

Oh, thank you, Moesha.

I'm glad you're here.

So is my stomach.

Let's eat.

Come on.

Oh, Frank, can I ask you a delicate
piece of some water, please? Yeah, babe.

So are you ready to hit the buffet?

I got this for you. It's the Prophet by
Khalil Gibran, and it's gotten me

through a lot of...

Rough time, so I thought, um... Well, I
marked a passage that maybe you might

want to read.

Well... Why not?

And a woman spoke, saying, Tell us of
pain.

And he said, Your pain is the breaking
of the shell that encloses your

understanding.

Even as the stone of the fruit must
break, that its heart may stand in the

so must you know pain.

And could you keep your heart in wonder
at the daily miracles of your life, your

pain would not seem less wonders than
your joy.

And you would accept the seasons of your
heart, even as you have always accepted

the seasons that pass over your field.

You would watch with a serenity through
the winters of your grief.

Thank you, D.

For nothing.

Let's eat.