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Martin, Gina, I'm-I'm telling you

dinner was delicious.

- Thank you. - Pam gonna like, girl.

You outdid yourself this time.

Yo, this time was much better than last time, you know.

The meal was great.

Then Martin had to ruin it, huh

by showing off his new stereo VCR with surround sound.

- Time to go. - See ya.

Get out while you can!

Save yourselves!

Hey, hey, hey, is that what y'all feel.

That I'm a show off.

You know, I'm hurt.

You're right. I am! Pla-da!

I'm sorry. I know, it's not right

but it's in my blood.

Get to lookin'!

Martin, we don't wanna sit through this mess again, man.

Damn!

Tommy, I can't believe you're getting a attitude.

I mean, we-we ate dinner. Okay, brother?

I watched the sweat boil up on your head.

Didn't I? Alright, it was a puddle on your head.

Did I get mad from all tabasco sauce?

Please, man, this is important to me.

O-okay, Martin. What are its features?

Oh, what are its features?

Well, you know what?

I'm glad you asked, okay.

And I don't want you to ever forget it.

One of the most important features are

that none of your broke asses can afford it.

Martin, I know..

...you're not gonna be rude enough to tell us

how much that thing cost, are you?

Alright, Gina, fine.

You always got be to Good Samaritan, fine.

Hey, let's reverse it. Let's switch it.

- Let's change subjects. - Cool.

- Alright. - Me, me, me, me.

Okay, I got good news.

I got a commission at work today for $300.

Oh! Snap, beedeebee!

Hey now.. Whoo!

You know what?

Another $100..

...can get you one of these girl.

Hey, baby.

- I'm gonna leave. Mwah! - Mm.

Damn! You and the luscious lip, girl. Mm!

Look at you, girl, looking like a bright

beautiful tangerine.

- Go ahead, baby. - Shut up.

- Gina, check it out. - What?

Get ready to join one of the CD clubs.

- Ten CD's for a dollar. - Mm-hm.

Alright, check this one out here.

Ike Turner's greatest hits.

"Ike Turner's greatest hits?"

Don't knock it, Gina.

- He has got a good beat. - Ha-ha-ha!

Ah, he is scratching, kicking, biting..

Bad girl.

Swing back, swing back.

All cassettes smell you, you know?

Gina, you know what, baby? It don't even matter

which one of these I get.

'Cause they all gonna sound fine

on my new CD player. Heh. Uh..

Alright, baby, stop playing, alright. Alright.

- Where-where is my CD player? - I didn't touch it.

I can't afford to touch it, remember?

Oh. Alright, okay. I know what you're doing?

You're getting me back for rubbing in people's face.

Bab-bab! Bad Martin. Don't ever do that no more.

Bad, alright. Baby please, now give me.

Give me my CD player now, alright.

For real, Martin, I don't have it.

For real, for real?

No, Martin, for play-play.

Yeah, for real-for real, I don't have it.

Damn!

Baby!

I've been jacked!

'It was there before I went to bed, okay?'

I wake up. Boom! Gone.

Oh, man. Martin, I know how you feel, man.

You know, just last week somebody broke into my trailer

and ripped me off.

Damn it, man. It's getting crazy, man.

You know 15 pounds of spam. Gone, man.

Jeez, the cops ain't doing nothing about it either.

Who do you think took your player, Martin?

Stan, I don't know. Okay?

Why do you think, I'm pacing around here

telling you about it, man.

Okay, all I know is

I locked up before I went to bed.

'Cause it sounds like an inside job to me, Martin.

Did you check out any of your friends, man?

Stan, let me explain something to you, alright?

Friends don't steal from friends.

- Okay? Alright, don't go there. - Oh, what?

Well, Martin, let me to tell you

a story about me and my best friend. Okay?

We knew each other since we were children, man.

And we trusted each other like we were brothers.

And then one day, Martin..

...for reason, I still cannot understand..

...I slept with his wife.

And Martin, I was his best friend.

You getting my point?

It's a little hazy right now.

I'm trying to focus, Stan. I don't..

Well, let me break it down to you, okay?

Who knew about your CD player?

Gina, Tommy, Cole, and Pam.

Aha!

And who had keys to your apartment?

Gina, Tommy, Cole, and Pam.

- There it is. - But-but, Stan..

Okay, listen, man. I've known them all my life. Okay?

That don't mean nothing, Martin.

Damn it, man. Damn!

They're my besties, man.

Ah! Oh, man.

Stan, I'm gonna need the rest of the day off.

- You got it, man. - Oh, man.

I got to go put my foot in some friends' asses.

Hey man, take care of your business, Martin.

Your friends, huh?

Hey Martin, you forgot your..

...wa-l-let.

Hey, uh, you owe me, Stan.

Break me off a piece of that or I'm telling.

I don't believe that. I refuse to believe

one of our friends would steal from you, Martin.

I don't wanna believe it either, Gina.

Okay? But it is the only answer.

Stan was right. You cannot trust your friends.

Stan can't trust his friends.

Stan can't even see his friends except on visiting day.

But Tommy and Cole? No-no-no. You've known them all your life.

Yeah, yeah, Gina. But how well do I know them, baby?

Gina, I don't even know what Tommy does for living, do you?

No, but no one does, Martin.

Gina, what about your girl, huh?

What about Pam?

Pam is no thief. She's a spy.

I'm serious, Gina.

I'm telling you like this, baby.

- Pam may not even be human. - Mm-hm.

Have you ever checked her back teeth?

Have you?

- Excuse me? - What are you doing?

Gina, I'm getting ready to make a few calls.

Okay? I suddenly decided I want to spend

more time with my friends.

I'm sure, they got something to tell me.

Baby, you seen my wallet?

- Cole, you enjoying that man? - Mmm.

Ah...

Are you enjoying that?

Sure! Yo, yo, thanks a lot, man.

- Alright. - Thanks for treating me, man.

Hey, anything for my friends, brother.

You know, Cole, the reason why

I wanted to hook up with you is..

I noticed, you've been acting little strange lately.

You know, you look like, ah..

...you got a lot in your mind.

Really?

Hey, you know, I'm your boy

you could tell me anything.

- Cole. - Huh?

"The truth shall set you free."

Ooh, that's deep.

It shall set me free, huh? Okay.

That's right, like a bird.

You're ain't gonna be ashamed of me?

Nobody is gonna be ashamed of you.

Alright? No one's going to judge you.

- Okay? Just let it out. - Okay.

- Come on out say it. - Let it out.

Alright, then.

You're talking about my hemorrhoids, aren't you?

Brother gotta whole gang of them, I know.

Now, what do I do about that?

Y-you know what, Cole? See, this is the reason

why we don't hardly hook up no more, man.

That's why I'm always busy right now, alright.

Okay. I'm talking about real life.

You talking about your hemorrhoids.

Okay? No, man, alright. I'm talking about

what are things you want out of life.

Uh, uh, your ambitions, brother.

Your dreams.

- Oh, my dreams? - Yes.

Brother got big dreams.

- Okay, well. Alright. - Big dreams.

I don't wanna be cleaning planes for the rest of my life.

Well, good, good.

- I wanna be.. - 'Uh..'

...one of those brothers who loads

all those sandwiches onto them airport vending machine.

- You know them stewardesses? - Yeah.

Give a brother big play over egg sandwich.

- Sandwich, huh? - Yes.

Well, why don't you do it, Cole?

Can't afford it. No, no, can't do it.

Um, vendors got a mean union, you know.

Cost you $400 just to get up in there, bro.

- Yeah? - Yeah!

So, I guess you do just about anything

for that $400, huh?

Anything.

Anything, Martin.

- Alright. - Mm-hm!

Anything for cony Cole.

So, Martin.

What is it you wanna see me about, man?

What's your rush, Tommy? Heh-heh!

- No.. - We're boys, right?

-We're just hanging, that's all. - Just hanging.

Thought I'd get to know you

a little better, Tommy, that's all.

Oh, come on, Martin.

You know everything about me, man.

Correction, brother. No, I don't.

Tommy, I don't even know what the hell

you do for a living, man.

Stop it, Martin. Stop it, okay.

Stop it! You know what I do.

You remember, you picked me up from work there one time.

Yeah, Tommy, it was a big white building

with no signs, no windows.

Tommy, I'm not even sure you came out of there, brother.

Alright, next thing, I know boom-boom, there you were.

Yeah. I, um, got transferred.

Don't work there anymore.

Oh, now, we're getting somewhere.

Alright. Where'd you get transferred?

That big black building across the street.

- Um, Tommy? - Hm?

Let me come at you another way.

Um, is that watch new?

Looks like it could have set a brother back a few.

You know?

And you always complaining about

you not getting paid.

- Well, this is a.. - Yeah.

Well, uh, uh, see..

- Martin, this here was a gift. - Mmm.

A gift. A gift.

Well, is this, is this a gift too?

Wow!

Nice leather coat, is that new too?

- Is that a gift? - No, I got it from Fire-Sale.

Oh, boy. You just got your hands in everything, huh?

You playing your cards all across the board, huh, Tommy?

- You know me, Martin. - Yeah.

Brother, I like the finer things in life.

- You see. Now.. - Yeah.

...even though, I don't have much money

there is always a way to get what you can't afford.

Always a way, dawg.

Martin, why am I here?

We've never hung out. We have nothing in common.

Sure, we do.

We're both built like men.

Don't flatter yourself.

Alright, alright, alright. Okay, Pam. Alright.

I'm sure there's something we have in common.

Let me think, let me think.

Luther! Everybody likes Luther, right?

- Try again. - Yeah, yeah, you're right.

Luther don't went to the Pop-Tart charts!

Uh, let me see, let me see, let me see.

- Movies! - Martin, I guarantee you.

We won't like the same movies. You're not sophisticated enough.

Try me.

Okay. "Black Belt Jones."

Oh, snit it up!

Jim Kelly!

Uh, uh, uh.. "Three Is The Hard Way."

"Hot Potato"

"Enter The Dragon."

"Suddenly.."

"I'd like to leave your island."

"Man, you come straight out of a comic book."

"Huh!"

Mart, I don't believe we both like Jim Kelly movies.

You know what, you know what?

- Girl, you are, you are. - Ah..

I could learn to like you.

Oh, I think I can learn to like you too.

Ah, y..

- Ugh! - Right on.

Is that your breath?

Smelling like boiled baloney.

No, I think that's your feet eating through your shoes again.

Alright, well, we're back to normal, alright?

I don't like you, and you still don't have a man.

Martin, I told you I don't need

a man in my life right now, okay?

Oh, yes you do, sugar.

I mean, don't you want a man

to buy you nice things.

I don't need a man for that, Martin.

- See, when I want something. - Yeah.

I take it.

Two checks for beedeebee.

Now, y'all probably wondering why I called you here.

Hell, yeah, you dragged us out in the middle of a stormy night.

What's wrong with you, fool?

And why did you want us all in black?

I'm setting my scene.

Now, I have news about my CD player.

Sit down!

Cole, sit your $5 ass down, if I may change.

He.. You want some ch.. $5 seem like a change?

$5 for, for ass whoop? Huh?

Martin, just what is your duce, please?

I know who stole my CD player.

And the person's this room right now.

Anybody want to tell me who?

Come on now.

Don't you all speak at once.

Oh, down! Sit, sit!

Down!

Down!

Hold it.

Now, come on, now.

Oh..

Huh?

Don't anybody know nothing?

Huh?

Boy?

Down!

Yeah.

I mean, come on, now.

Gina, Cole, Pam, Tommy.

I know somebody knows something.

Yeah.

- Ain't that right? - Hm.

Yeah.

Sit!

Lay.

Yeah.

Cole, knows what happened, huh, Cole?

Yeah.

Cole knows everything. Ain't that right, Cole?

Huh? You messed up, boy.

You needed $400

to join your little bread sandwich union, huh?

That's exactly how much my CD player cost.

- Ain't that right, Cole? - Martin--

- Ain't that right, Cole? - Martin, come on, come on.

Come.. Martin, come on, man.

I mean that was just talk, alright. Damn!

You know, I can't be no sandwich vendor.

The man is not going to give a brother that kind of power.

Okay?

It wasn't me, man.

- It was Pam. - Me?

Yeah, you. Think about it, Martin.

She could have snuck it out of here..

...in her wee.

Did he just said, "In my-my wee?"

Yeah.

Pam did say and I quote

"When I see something I want, I take it."

Ain't that right?

Ain't that right?

Martin, it was not me, okay?

- It was Tom. - Wait-wait, what about me?

'Cause you're the one always buying

'em funky fresh fly clothes.

How you be buying it, bro?

What the hell do you do for living?

- What-what? - Nothing.

He don't do nothing, Cole.

Unless you call..

...stealing from your friends a job.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Ain't gonna be no threatening us with the physical, okay?

Ain't gonna be no threatening with the physical.

'Cause I can go with the big boys.

Martin, would you leave Tommy alone, please?

Please.

Nobody in here stole anything.

Nobody in here is a thief.

That's right.

- Aha. - Aha.

- Aha. - Oh, aha.

Gosh! You know what?

Is that my shirt you got on?

- What this? - 'Yeah.'

Oh, you know what happened?

This is what happened?

Um, I had to do laundry, right?

And then, um, I needed something to wear

so I borrowed this.

So what? You go around borrowing things

without asking, Gina, is that it?

- M-Mar.. - All this time, baby.

Right up under here. Right up under your nose.

- Why, baby? Why, Gina? - Martin..

I'm your man. You didn't have to steal from me, baby.

I would've given you anything, baby.

I would've given you hips if I could have, Gina.

- It was Tommy, Tommy-- - Wait, wait, wait..

Hold on, it was not me.

- Hold up! Hold up! - What?

- What? - Hold up!

No, no, no.

Sit, sit!

Brother man, come on, man.

It's not a good time, come on now.

What's up?

- Nothing. Just chilling out. - "Chilling out."

Looking for some Jell-O.

Brother man, come on get your Charlie Brown boots

and roll out. Let's go.

Let's go, Brother man.

Brother man, don't walk with the slow bop.

Let's go, man. Come on.

I almost forgot.

Thanks for letting me borrow your CD player.

It was all that.

Whoa-whoa-whoa.. You-you-you..

You wanna run that by me

A-a-again, Brother man? You, um..

You took my CD player?

Yeah. I borrowed it overnight.

Had this little honey over.

You ain't get my note I left for you

up under the bathroom sink?

That is...the dumbest

I have ever..

Brother man, education..

Why would you..

...leave a note up under the bathroom sink, Brother man?

Why?

I figured you would look there..

...since I used up all the toilet paper.

I need you.

Champagne, caviar

and hot wings for everybody!

Will there be anything else, Mister..

...Payne?

Um, no, no. No.

You're not the same Martin Payne from the radio station, are you?

- That would be moi. - Yeah.

- What's up? - What's up?