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The ancient philosophers put a lot of emphasis on fate.

They were always asking why things happen the way they do and wondering if

course of our lives is set before we take our first step.

I don't know, but even if I hadn't just read Socrates, I believe I would have

recognized that fate was about to play a serious role in my life.

How else to explain my brother, the one with no friends, getting invited to a

sleepover on the same night that my folks... The ones who never go anywhere

be attending the Saturn dealer's annual war banquet in Oxnard, an hour's drive

away.

Coincidence? I think not.

I prefer to credit the unseen hand of fate.

Unlike the ancients, however, I don't feel trapped or enslaved by it.

Because if fate dictates that I'm to have the house all to myself tonight,

am I to question it?

Or in the words of my favorite modern philosopher?

Gotta go up the floor sometime, shorty.

i'm fed

to talk to Dredd. He is cute.

Nah, I can't get with the hair.

Well, maybe if you pick out the size, you'll be able to get that Maxwell

huh?

Yeah, because of that new Jack Don King. Look, he ain't that big.

Girl, you know he did time with Don King.

Uh -uh.

Mo, he is not that old. He graduated with Andell.

Sure you gonna tell me the surprise or what? Not now, Q. I don't have your full

attention. You do?

Ow! It ain't my fault your hand is bumpy.

Hey, Jay, thanks for hooking me up, baby.

Hey, homie, hey, I didn't know your name was Mooney.

Hey,

I was supposed to say money.

Man, I put him on your chills, son.

Yeah, I can handle the extra O, huh?

Yeah, yeah, see, I stressed it out because you got so much cash.

Mooney. Oh.

Okay. Okay.

See, that's why I come to you, Dre, because you so deep and broke. So tip

bro.

All right, all right. Who's next?

What about you, buddy? You here for a cut?

Not for nobody looking like a poster child for electroshock therapy.

Fool, you better let me melt that fro down before somebody mistakes you for

nightly professor.

Now, hold it, hold it. Let me check you out there, sweetheart. Let me see now.

Oh, you are good to go.

You have a nice time at your pool party.

And remember, don't go in the water.

Pops, I'm trying to give this shop a more progressive image.

I'm not trying to represent no weeds.

Hey, yo, son, that weed represents my car note.

Get that money, Mr. Briggs.

Ah, now what did I tell you about that? Mr. Brooks mess, huh?

I'm sorry, Rashawn. How you doing?

Everything's right and exact.

How you ladies doing?

Fine.

Yeah, well, that's no diggity.

And that's old.

Hey, Dre, instead of dipping in other people's business, why don't you dip

mop in a bucket?

Because I'm busy.

Yeah, right.

Who are you finna cut now?

The Invisible Man?

Uh -uh.

Yeah, Nick him, too.

Hey, y 'all, let's get up out of here before we miss the movie, all right?

which y 'all gonna go see? Oh, Hoodlum.

Uh, look in the mirror. Save yourself $7 .50, bro.

$7 .50?

Fool my mama at the door.

I thought we were supposed to be spending some quality time.

That's right, baby. Me and you. Not me, you, and the Hyundai car club.

Well, this is how I make my money. I gotta get paid.

Oh, that's okay.

Get your money.

Since I'm gonna be home alone for the next six or seven hours.

Baby, did I mention alone?

Yo, butter.

Bro.

What about my fro?

Drag got you.

Drag?

This is dope, shorty. You could be going like this all the time if me and your

pops got along.

If you and my pops got along, I wouldn't want you.

I'm just kidding.

Baby, you know what we need?

To make sure the front door's locked?

No.

You need music.

I'll be right back.

Don't be too long.

What's up, shorty?

It's your room, huh?

Nice.

You know you're not supposed to be up here.

Thought you might need some help.

Oh, help finding my CDs?

You never know, it's a big room.

Oh, snap.

Check out my shorty with a relaxer.

A relaxer? That's my hair, thank you very much.

You're right.

Look at you, all hugged up with Ohaji, the last poet.

Baby, he is ancient history.

Really.

And why are you looking at me like that?

Moesha.

came from under the covers.

There was Mr. Mitch with a machete.

And Mrs. Mitch with a taser. For real? Yeah.

Miles hit me up with a serious 411.

Dang. Well, what'd they do?

Oh, okay, okay.

So then Mr. Mitch had him cornered, right? Right?

Then Q went Van Damme on him. Oh.

You mean he beat up Mr. Mitchell?

No, he had a backflip out the window.

That'd have been my daddy.

he would have never gotten away. That's right, because you know your daddy

worked at the post office.

Oh, Claire, man, I got issues with you, man. I mean, because of you, Moe was on

punishment. What that got to do with you?

What? Since you got busted getting your love on, I can't get my grub on.

You're not even limping. We heard Mr. Mitchell threw you out the window.

Yep, and Mrs. Mitchell bopped you with some nunchucks.

the conversation when you saw me coming. But it's too late because I already

know about Mo.

What's that for?

Haven't I talked to you kids enough about waiting, abstinence, celibacy?

we thought you would be redundant.

Look, we didn't do anything.

Then why were you in our room?

Trying to do something.

What's he doing in here? I mean, isn't there a height requirement to get in

joint? Hey, little man.

Hey, how's Mo? In trouble.

But first, let's pass that hat around.

Okay,

I see you guys want the sign language version.

Bye. Hey, little penny.

Here's a dollar. Now, what's the message?

She made me memorize it.

You know, security.

As long as ropes unravel, fake Rolex will travel.

Keep hope alive.

See ya.

As long as ropes unravel, fake Rolexes will travel.

What's that about?

That's not cool.

Rope unravel means Shorty's gonna use her braids to meet me at the shop.

Fake Rolex means she's gonna be there at five.

Are you sure?

It might mean she wants to meet you at the swap meet.

Trust me, I know what I'm talking about.

But there's another thing he said.

See ya. What does that mean?

Goodbye, Kim.

that Moesha let Quentin in the house, let alone her bedroom?

Mm -hmm. You know, something told me to turn around and come back home, Dee.

It must have been fate.

Fate nothing. You forgot the directions, Frank.

Dee, some of my braids are loose, and I need to go get them tightened. I'll be

back in a few hours.

Baby, if you think you're going out of this house, you got more than some

loose up there.

Really, Daddy, I'm going to get my braids done.

Moesha. We were teenagers, too.

There's nothing that you can do that we haven't done. Nothing that you can think

that we haven't thought.

Mm -hmm. Well, if you know what I'm thinking, then you'll know where I'm

Well, Mo, you just made it a lot easier to break the news.

You're going to private school next year. What? Your father and I have been

thinking about this for quite some time now, and we think that this is the right

thing for you.

Now, Dee was able to pull some strings, and we got you into Bridgewood Academy.

Thanks a lot, Dee.

Yeah, well, you should be grateful I had you enrolled in military school.

I'm not going.

Y 'all can't just move me around like I'm a piece of furniture. I'm not an

Ottoman. You're not a love seat either, Mo.

Now, look, Mo.

I'm just going to say this one time.

As long as you are in my house, you will live by my rules.

Now, if you want to be grown, fine.

But you'll be grown someplace else. Daddy, that's not fair.

I suggest you let it go.

Frank, I hope we're doing the right thing with Mo.

Bridgewood Academy is a good school, Dee.

Besides, she'll be meeting some kids who are trying to do something with their

lives instead of trying to do something with my daughter.

Tomorrow, the Great Wall comes tumbling down. My bedroom becomes a suite.

What are you talking about, Miles?

She's gone.

She's finally gone, Annie.

If you need me, I'll be upstairs.

Move in.

Listen to this.

You don't respect me, you treat me like a child, and I can't talk to you

anymore.

Frank, Mom's run away.

She'll be back.

Well, I'm sure you're right, but I'm still worried.

Uh, Dee, according to that novel, she thinks she's grown, right?

Well, I don't worry about grown folks.

Well, then where do you think she's gone? I don't know, Dee.

But if she's grown enough to walk out of that door, she's grown enough to walk

right back in.

Provided I haven't changed the locks.

Well, you know something, Frank? I'm going to go look for her, and I think

ought to come along.

I haven't finished my paper, Dee.

Dee. Yes, Frank?

It's cold out. You should wear a jacket.

Andell, have you seen Moesha?

No. Is everything all right?

Moesha's run away.

What?

Why'd she wait so long to lose her mind? Shoot, I thought I'd run away before

Mo.

Hey, Andell.

Hey, Frank.

And what are you doing here?

I felt like a smoothie.

Come on, Frank, admit it. You're worried about Mo. No, no, no, no. I'm worried

about you worried about Mo, so I decided to tag along.

Well, why don't you tag along while I talk to Kim and Niecy?

All right. All right.

You know what I'm saying when I say that. Excuse me, have either one of you

Moesha? Miss Mitchell, what's up?

Moesha's run away.

All right!

I mean, I'm so sorry to hear that. Did she get an apartment yet?

Niecy, is she at your house?

Mr. Mitchell, I have six brothers and sisters and a cousin on a futon.

Nobody runs away to my house.

You hold it right there.

Mr. and Mrs. Mitch.

Hey, you know, I didn't see y 'all standing over there. Don't lie to us,

No, Mr.

Mitch, you know, lack of food blurs my vision.

Save it, Hakeem. Where is Moesha?

Can we talk about this over a turkey burger?

Would you stop stalling? Where's my daughter?

I'm going to tell you, Mr. Mitch, but if I'm going to tell on my best friend, at

least let me do it on a full stomach, you know?

One turkey burger with tofu chili fries.

Yep, one sellout special coming up.

Excuse me. In the words of Johnny Gill, my, my, my, how can I help you?

You can help us.

I see what you mean, bro.

How long you been out?

We're looking for Rashawn.

Oh. Hey, Rashawn, company!

Y 'all want some Ding Dong, Champagne?

Hey, hey, hey, Mrs. Mitchell. What a surprise.

What has Quentin done now?

Rashawn, I want to introduce you to my husband, Frank. Frank, this is Rashawn

Brooks, Quentin's father. Finally get to meet Moe's pops.

And we're looking for her. Have you seen her?

Oh, yeah. I sent them out to get my lunch. But they should be back any

So, why don't you...

Take a seat.

Excuse me, Rashawn doesn't have any manners. Let me introduce myself.

I'm Dredd.

Dredd, I'm Deidre Mitchell.

She's the vice principal at Quentin's school.

Man, if they looked like you when I was in school, boy, I would... Oh, you would

have gone inside.

Man, there's plenty of smart people that dropped out of school.

Yeah, but you ain't one of them.

Well,

what's wrong, boy? Where's your manners?

Hello, Mrs. Mitchell.

Mr. Mitchell?

Mm -hmm.

Hi, Quentin.

Moesha, let's go home now.

How'd you know I was here?

Does it matter?

You don't solve your problems by running away, Moesha.

Running away?

Pops, I'll tell you later.

No, I think you better tell me now. Mr. Brooks, your son is continuing to see my

daughter against my wishes.

Right. You having a problem with my son seeing your daughter? I'm having a

problem catching your son with my daughter in her bedroom.

What?

Is that true?

We didn't do anything.

Didn't nothing happen?

Marisha, if your father and I had not come in when we did, I might have been a

grandmother before I'm a mother.

Hey, you know, if you can pull that off, you might want to go on Jenny Jones.

Because they'll fly you out to Chicago for free.

What are you doing up there?

All right.

Since you can't answer that simple question, maybe the two of you need to

up. And chill for a while. But, Pop, Mo didn't invite me up to her room. She

shouldn't have invited you in the house.

But, Dee, it still doesn't give you guys the right to put me in some school

without even asking me what I feel about it. Mo, I don't need your permission,

baby. I'm the parent here. But, Daddy, I'm the one that... Look, Misha, this is

something we need to continue at home.

Now, let's go.

Let's go.

Say, uh, Mitchell. Yeah.

Can I have a word with you, Mama?

Uh, yeah, D, go on. I'll meet you at the car.

In the back.

We talk about you later.

So, uh, you know, that's a nice haircut you got there.

Why don't you let me tighten up that back a little bit for you?

Sit down.

Come on, it's on the house.

So, um, you know, I know my son is a little bit rough around the edges, but

a good kid.

So is my daughter, and I'd like to keep her that way. Yeah, I know, but I talk

to my son a lot.

Now, he thinks you've had it in for him from the jump. No, no, no, I don't have

it in for Quentin.

That's what I told him.

Hey, look, I understand.

If I had a daughter, I'd be looking out, too.

So...

Let me make a suggestion.

Instead of trying to drive these kids apart, maybe we should show them a

trust.

Then they wouldn't have to go sneaking around.

Maybe.

But I do know one thing.

I don't need you to tell me how to raise my daughter.

Thanks a lot.

Heard you made it back.

Thanks for giving me up, Hakeem.

Man, I don't know what you're talking about, man.

Hey, so what's for dinner?

Hakeem, Moesha is still on punishment.

Goodbye.

But I'm not Moe's company. I'm here with Miles.

Miles ain't with nobody.

Goodbye, Hakeem.

This came for you.

That's from your new school.

They're going to want to know what classes you'll be taking next semester.

You might want to fill that out before I do.

You better sit your butt back down.

Man,

I'm getting tired of this.

They're never going to let me grow up.