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Ooh, baby, we should start every morning like that.

- Yeah, Gina. - Mm.

The way you were yelling my name

the neighbors don't need no alarm clock.

Be quiet, Martin.

So, what's up, boo? What are you going to do today?

Are you going to get your hair done?

Martin.

Why do you ask? Uh, you don't like it?

No, Gina, it ain't that.

It's just that it's all over the place, that's all.

Well, baby, if you weren't so busy

running your fingers through it, it wouldn't get all messed up.

Oh, well, Gina, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hit the soft spot, baby.

I'll change the subject.

You still going shopping today?

You don't like my clothes anymore?

Baby, you're being paranoid over nothing. What's wrong with you?

You know what?

Ever since me and Pam went to go see

Wade in Exhale, I have noticed..

Oh, damn!

Oh, damn nothing, Martin.

I've noticed that you haven't been appreciating me

like you used to when we first got married.

Gina, I love you just the same as I did

when we first got married.

- If not more, baby. - Prove it.

- You want me to prove it? - Uh-hmm.

What are you..

Alright. Ah, there it is. I proved it.

- Proved it how? - Gina, I just kissed you.

Your morning breath is smelling like an old Timberland.

Alright.

Cole. Why are you always in my refrigerator, man?

'Cause you be having the bomb snacks, yo. Great.

Well, instead of going through my refrigerator

you need to be out looking for a job.

Didn't you get fired from your last one?

Ah. True that. True that. Yeah.

But listen, man, every time I hear about a job, right?

They always want me to come down there for interview.

Like I got that kind of time. No ways.

Well, they are hiring down at my job.

Well, uh..

H-how about hooking a brother up, Tommy?

Well, it's as good as done.

Tommy, how are you going to hook a brother up with nothing?

Look, I will pick you up on my way to work

and you make sure that you're wearing a suit

a tie, and a blindfold.

Yeah, okay, okay, b-but now, if I get the job

maybe we can all go out and celebrate tomorrow night.

Ah. No, no. Not tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night I'm having dinner with Jim Bozack and his wife.

You're having dinner with Mr. Jim Bozack

from Big Bozack Productions?

That brother is large.

Word up, Martin. What are you having dinner with him for?

Well, he's producing this late night talk show

and he's looking for a host.

Right, right.

Uh, but don't you already got your own talk show?

Yes, I do, Cole.

They need to give you your own talk show

'cause you talk too damn much.

Right, man.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. - 'Alright.'

- Yeah. - Hey, Martin.

Hope you did your homework, man

'cause Mr. Bozack ain't no joke, man.

Well, neither am I, Tommy.

They say he like to give his wife anything she wants.

All I got to do is flatter her and I'm in there like swimwear.

She's spendin' all his money.

- You're right. Yeah, yeah. - Alright. Alright.

Well, it sounds like you got it all worked up.

Okay, I will see y'all on Saturday

when we come over to watch the basketball game, dawg.

- Tommy, Tommy. Check this out. - What?

Now about that job, right?

I'll find a blindfold.

That ain't going to be no problem at all.

Where the hell I'mma find a suit at?

Cole. Try the short and thick men store. Yeah.

They'll show you something in your size. Now step.

- 'Um, Gina.' - 'Yeah.'

Don't you need to go home and get ready

for that dinner with the Bozacks tonight?

Yeah, girl. I'm just checking out these new fashions.

You know what? Sisters today just don't care.

Look, everybody is running around half-naked.

Mm. That's the style if you're single.

No, girl, that's the style if you stank.

Wait a minute, wait, wait, what you so interested

in fashions all of a sudden for?

Well, I'm trying to get Martin to notice me.

What are you talking about?

Lately, Pam, he hasn't been complimenting me

like he used to. You know, all he wants to do

is hang out with Tommy and Cole all night.

That doesn't mean anything.

- Oh, it doesn't mean anything? - 'No.'

Well, well, check this out then. Check this out.

He's wearing a new cologne.

Damn it, call Johnnie Cochran.

Yo, Pam, you think he's seeing somebody else?

Gina, your mind is playing tricks on you, girl.

Shorty DoWop loves you.

Yeah. You know what, you're right.

You're right. I'm buggin'. I'm buggin'.

- I'm just going to be myself. - Be yourself.

What do you think I should wear tonight, girl?

Heels. Flat?

Eh, eh, eh. No, no, no, no, no.

Whatever you do, do not wear heels.

You want Martin to look like your husband, not your son.

- That wasn't funny. - Alrighty!

Gina. Baby, you ain't dressed yet?

Now come on, Gina, we got to go.

I'm almost ready.

How are you almost ready and you ain't got on no clothes, Gina?

Martin, I couldn't decide which one to wear.

Which one do you like? This one? This one?

Mm, I don't know, Gina. Whatever.

- Martin, which one? - Uh, wear that one.

That one looks good. Wear, wear that one, Gina.

We're running late. Now come on, baby.

Martin, you didn't even look.

I don't have to look, Gina.

- I trust your judgment. - Oh, really?

Well, what about this, baby? You like this on me, honey?

Oh, yeah, yeah. Wear that one, Gina.

That's the bomb!

Martin, it's a blanket.

You didn't even look at the outfits I tried to show you.

I'll tell you what, Gina. Why don't you bring both of them?

Halfway through dinner, you can change in the bathroom.

Now come on, baby.

Martin..

My brother.

Why are you wearing new cologne?

The same reason you're wearing two dresses.

Now come on, baby. I'll meet you in the car. Let's go!

Thank you.

Alright.

Thanks for pulling my chair out for me, Martin.

Oh, my bad, Gina. I wasn't even thinking.

- Let me get that for you, baby. - Baby, I'm sitting already.

I'm sitting.

Then what are you complaining about, Gina?

Martin, you have ignored me all the way over here.

Gina, how can you say that?

We've been arguing all way over here.

That's because you haven't been paying me any attention, Martin.

Wh-what is it? What is the problem?

You're not attracted to me anymore?

Baby, please.

Gina, you're so fine to me, I don't even notice other women.

Hi, Martin. We're the Bozacks.

Damn!

Thank you.

Well, Martin, you're quite the gentleman.

Well, you know, I got to look out for the ladies.

And you are most definitely that.

Oh. Oh! Excuse me.

Um, this is my wife. Gina.

Gina, this is Mr. and Mrs. Bozack.

- Hi, Gina. - Hi. How are you?

Please just call us Jim and Lena.

- Please. - Okay.

Lena.

- Now, is that like Lena Horne? - Yeah.

I bet you could sing a little something, something, huh?

Well, a little.

Martin, my wife was right about you.

You're just what we need for our show.

You're a natural.

He can harness his natural ass.

You say something, baby?

Oh! No, I, I was just saying that I can't wait

for the natural to come back.

You know, perms are too hard on the head.

You know what I'm talking about, girl.

- Yeah. - Oh.

Lena. When it comes to dressing, my wife can throw down.

Oh, Martin.

But that dress you got on

is straight out of a magazine.

Oh.

Well, thank you. I made this myself.

And this is nothing.

No, Lena designs all her own clothes.

As a matter of fact

I'm thinking about opening a boutique for her.

- Her own boutique? - 'Hmm.'

Won't that be a little expensive?

Well, hey, now, money is no object

when my wife is concerned.

Her every wish is my command.

Ain't that right, Ley-Ley, huh? Hmm?

Yes, it is, binkie.

Who the hell is binkie?

It's just a-a little nickname I have for Jim.

Don't you have any names you like to call your husband?

Oh, yes. I have a lot of those.

And believe me, he'll hear them later.

Gina, baby, did you hear what she said?

She makes her own dresses, baby.

It looks like she hasn't finished working on that one.

Gina, you ain't got to give no attitude--

Uh, Lena, do you think you can hook my wife

in one of them dresses?

No, stank you. I mean, thank you.

No, thank you.

No. No. That's really not my style.

So, uh, Martin.

I heard that when it comes to talk shows

flat out, you're the man.

Oh. So you like to watch the show, huh?

Uh, no.

But my wife is a huge fan.

And whatever baby likes, I like.

That's right, Martin. I told binkie just how funny you were.

That's right. She did.

So, uh, come on, man.

- Say something funny. Come on. - Come on. Come on.

Say something funny.

Y'all, uh, you're gonna put me right on the spot.

Alright. Alright.

Something funny.

I mean, you got it. Right?

- That's right. - Baby.

Gina, is there a problem?

Look, can we order? I am really hungry.

I'm ready to eat. Can we do that, please?

Good idea, Gina. I'm starving.

Martin, you suggested this place. What would you recommend?

Well, the chicken sounds good.

Well, in that case

I recommend the stuffed breasts. Oh-ho!

My bad. That's my bad.

My bad.

And in your case, I recommend the raw steak for your eye

'cause you're going to need that.

My bad.

Uh..

Gina, can I-can I holler at you for a minute?

Oh, you sure can.

Excuse me, fellas.

Hey, Gina. What is wrong with you?

You're not acting like yourself.

Look who is talking. Dr. Giggles.

Baby, come on, look, this is the most

important dinner of my career.

Don't you want to see me get ahead?

- Yes, Martin. - Alright then, come on, baby.

Give me that smile.

Come on, baby, the pretty smile. Come on.

Well, bring it out. There.

That's my girl. That's my girl. Come on, baby.

- Yeah. - Yeah. How about that?

Is, um, everything alright?

Oh, yeah, everything's fine. Ain't that right, boo?

Yes, that's right. Everything's just peachy.

Yeah, I just have slight headache, that's all.

So, Martin, where did you say you were from?

Well, I was born and raised here in Detroit.

- And yourself? - Well, I-I'm from Long Island.

And Lili here is from Ohio.

What part would that be?

Cleavage. I mean, I mean, I mean..

I mean, Cleveland, Ohio.

Oh. Oh.

Excuse me. I have to use the ladies' room.

Oh, wait a minute, girl. I'll go with you.

- Great. - I need to freshen up.

- Say, Martin.. - Yeah, phew.

Is everything alright? I mean, Gina seems a little disturbed.

You're not in the dog house, are you, man?

Oh, no, man. No. Gina is fine, you know.

She just got a little headache.

Everything will be cool once we get home.

Ahem! Yeah.

Everything will be cool.

Come on, Gina. You know, you..

Gina, you know I can't sleep on no couch with my bad back.

Oh, really, baby? Then why don't you go see a chiropractor

in Cleavage, Ohio.

That's Cleveland, Ohio, Gina! Cleveland!

Just don't make no damn sense.

Let's toast to a very sexy new friendship.

Um, why don't you wait right here? Just..

You know, you just keep looking good, huh.

Now, what is it? What?

Hey, Pam, look, I got to talk to you right now.

Girl, now is not a good time, Gina.

- Now is not a good time. - Excuse me.

My brother, look here.

I got to talk to my best friend for a moment.

It's really important too.

Look, I'm really sorry the date went so badly.

She'll call you though!

What the hell?

I was just about to get me some.

Pam, look..

I got to talk to you about Martin.

Well, what is the problem?

Pam, something is up with him, I know it.

Well, we know it ain't his height.

That was funny.

Will you be serious for one minute?

- Just one minute. - Alright, alright. What is it?

Look, girl, we went to dinner last night.

- Right? - Okay.

Martin didn't pay any attention to me.

But he was surely sniggling, giggling and cheesing

and all up in Mrs. Bozack's face.

Well, what does the half-wit look like?

Exactly.

She ain't all that.

Well, what are you worried about then?

I'm lyin'.

She was beautiful! She was bad, Pam!

She could be Miss USA.

Dang, that's messed up, G.

Oh, Pam, and you know what the worst part of it all is?

Pam, he didn't even apologize to me yet.

Pam, all he is interested in is watching that stupid

basketball game with his friends.

I think I'm losing my fire, girl.

You know what you got to do, G?

You got to fight fire with fire.

Girl, what do you suggest?

Well, I don't know why you're going through

all this trouble for an elf? But..

...what you need is the Pamela James "Uptown" makeover.

Take my hand.

We're going to get hoochie-fied.

Yeah!

Man, these college basketball players got mad skills.

Yeah, these young boys play like the pros.

I bet they get paid a grip.

No, Cole. It's college, they don't get paid nothing, man.

Now you see.

That's exactly why I didn't go to college, okay?

You get me? I mean, after all that hard work

the last I'm goin' to do is work for free.

Cole, these are--

Martin, Martin. Don't, don't.

No, I know, I know.

But don't let him get to you, man.

Cole, a mind is a terrible thing to waste.

If you had a damn mind to waste.

Well, now, Tommy, I didn't waste my mind

when did I got that job yesterday, now, did I?

Oh, wait. Wait, wait a minute.

Somebody actually hired you?

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah. I got a job working with Tommy.

- Working with Tommy? - Yeah.

When do you start, Cole?

I don't know.

- Where's the office at, Cole? - I don't know.

Well, what do you do, Cole?

Same thing as Tommy.

- Same thing as Tommy? - Yeah.

Then you ain't got no job, man.

Hey, wait a minute.

Speaking of jobs, Martin, how'd that dinner go?

- Tommy, you ain't heard? - Mm-mm.

I'm like a man smoking at a gas station.

- What does that mean? - I'm about to blow up!

Hi, everybody.

Martin, I brought you some snacks

for you and friends to watch the game.

Yeah. T-thanks, baby.

Oh! He just dumped that, Tommy. Did you see that?

Yeah, I saw that. You see Gina?

I-I don't think you've ever seen her quite like this before.

You know, you guys could just, ahem

throw this right on the counter. Right here.

- Gina. Gina! - What?

What the..

What the hell are you doing?

Have you been drinking?

No, Winkie!

I just came from shopping.

Who the hell is Winkie?

- None of your business. - 'Okay.'

Where you been shopping at, Gina?

The soul train garage sale?

- Watch that. Put that. - I don't..

- Put this on. I said put it on. - But I..

- Martin. - What..

What the hell are y'all looking at?

Can I get you guys anything?

Yeah, a kick down your sister's digits.

Martin, your wife is the bomb!

Bu.. Buckwhite, you're checking out my wife?

Y'all checking out my wife?

That's it! That's it! Half-time! Show is over.

Y'all got to get out. Get to stepping.

- Yeah. Let's go. - That's right, get the step!

- Come on, man! - That's right, step.

Get to moving. Goin' too slow, now move it.

Don't look at my man's wife. Move. Move.

- Get out of here. That nar-- - How dare they!

It's wrong. Just straight up wrong.

Cole, that goes for you too and take Peeping Tom with you. Step.

- Step. Just step. - Come on, man.

Martin, what's the problem?

- What's the problem? - 'Uh-huh.'

You're the problem, Gina.

Coming up in here wearing all that, that nothing.

Oh, really? Well, when Mrs. Bozack was wearing nothing

you thought she was all that, Martin.

- Oh. Oh. - Oh, yeah, remember?

- Oh. - Remember?

Is that what this is all about, Gina?

I-it ain't like that, Gina. Okay?

I was just doing that to get on Mr. Bozack's good side.

So. Mrs. Bozack doesn't do anything for you?

Gina, please.

Baby, I like my woman classy.

Not showing all the assy.

- Martin, I'm sorry. - Oh, baby, look.

The only reason men like that go for women like that

is 'cause they insecure.

And need somebody to make them look good.

Is that right, Martin?

Well, I guess this doesn't make you look too good now, does it?

Uh...Mr. Bozack.

Mrs. Bozack.

How long y'all been out there?

Well, long enough to know that you're not going to be

the host of our new show.

This was your contract.

Come on, binkie. Forget about him.

He wasn't that funny anyway and he's much shorter in person.

Oh.

You're going to let her talk to you like that?

I know you ain't going to let her

talk to you like that, Martin.

Hey, well, you know what? You know what?

My wife may not have all that fine body like you

and it is fine.

But at least she keeps it real.

At least she keeps it real!

What?

What'd I do now, Gina?

Oh, baby..

What is this love thing all about?

My damn contract.

Gina.

If you'll let me explain. Okay?

There's more than one kind of fine, baby.

Then you should be just fine sleeping on that couch!

Damn!

Once again, I'm on the couch.

And I pay the bills up in here, Gina!

I pay the damn bills up in here.

Mama.

Uh, no, no, not tomorrow, fellas.

- Alright, ready. - 'Okay.'

- Yeah. - 'Okay, here we come sa..'

Oh, damn, sorry not tomorrow, fellas.

You know what, Tommy.

Don't worry, I checked it out, uh..

Oh, man, please. Neither am I.

Alright, alright.