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♪ Whoa whoa whoa oh oh-h-h ♪

Get me another one.

Hey, my man. Can't you
see my glass is empty?

Get me another one!

Boy, Luke has got himself
a snootful tonight.

Yeah, he's celebrating.

He just got this big promotion
down at the warehouse.

Yeah, well, shouldn't
somebody call him a cab?

No need for that.

Being socially aware
and mindful of today's problems

I took it upon myself to set up

a designated driver
program here at Charlaine's.

Each week, one of the regulars
takes their turn.

Hm. Well, that's a very
responsible idea, Wiz.

Are you freaking deaf?

Well, I think that designated
driver better jump on the case.

Take this man home.

Yeah, I think
you're right, Joey.

Attention, everyone!

Who's tonight's
designated driver?

Hey, I am.

Who needs a ride?

- I'll call him a cab.
- Hang in there, Luke.

♪ Them that's got shall have ♪

♪ Them that's not shall lose ♪

♪ So the Bible says ♪

♪ And it still is news ♪

♪ Mama may have ♪

♪ Papa may have ♪

♪ But God bless the child ♪

♪ That's got his own ♪

♪ That's got his own ♪ Them that's got shall get ♪

♪ Them that's not shall lose ♪

♪ Them that's got shall get ♪

♪ Them that's not shall lose ♪

♪ Whoa oh oh-h-h ♪

Hey, pop. Uh, you seen my
"Sketches of Spain" album?

No. I haven't.

Damn! I don't know what
I did with 'em.

- Hey.
- 'Hey!'

'What you got there, son?'

Two brand-new pieces of luggage.

New, Roc? Those look like you
found them on your route.

- I did.
- Well, then...

How can they be new?

You ever seen
these before, Joey?

- No.
- Then they're new.

Oh, but, son,
what you gonna do

with the suitcases you
brought home last year?

I'm gonna throw them. I got
them out of the trash anyway.

See, two brand-new usable
pieces of luggage

with enough room for clothes,
shoes and accessories.

Whoa! And a ventriloquist dummy.

Man, why don't you think you
ought to...

- Take this back to the owner?
- Why?

Well, because right now, there
are probably a bunch of kids

at a party watching some man
do this.

"Hello, boys and girls.
I'm, uh, Mr. Hand."

Yeah, well, Joey, I couldn't
take him back

even if I wanted to.

Well, good. Can I keep it?

- Oh, yeah, why not.
- Roc. Honey, baby.

What'll you wear
to the wedding?

You dark blue suit
or your sports coat and slacks?

Sports coat.

But your suit's
so much dressier.

I'll pack the suit.

Why does she ask?

Baby, where'd you get these?

- On my route.
- Why do I ask?

Son, while you and Eleanor
are in Washington

you plan on doing
any sightseeing?

Yeah, we was thinkin' of taking
a tour of the White House.

Uh, you only got two days.

Uh, you gotta get on the list
way in advance for that.

Well, we'll go see
the Washington Monument.

And climb all those stairs?

You're on vacation,
you don't wanna work.

Well, we'll go visit
the Lincoln Memorial.

Boring.

Okay, we'll just
hang around the hotel.

Why?
When there's so much to see.

Yeah.

Well, I still wish
I could go with you two.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry, pop.
You can't.

I know you really must feel bad.

Anything I can do
to make it up to you?

Well, you could bring me
back one of those snow globes

with the, uh, Supreme Court in
it. I collect snow globes.

Pop, is there anything
that you don't collect?

Well, apparently,
wedding invitations.

Well, I got everything laid
out for the trip tomorrow.

- Oh, great, honey.
- So, Eleanor.

Tell me about, uh, this cousin
of yours who's getting married.

Well, she's my
last single cousin.

Oh, ugly, huh?

- Joey!
- 'Hey, hey, hey.'

- She's a lovely girl.
- Hey, it wasn't me. Wasn't me.

Yeah, next she'll say be saying
"She's got a nice personality."

- Joey.
- Okay, alright. Okay. I can...

I can't help it. Now I know why
they threw this thing out.

Oh, baby, this gonna be
the first time

you really met any of my family
except mama and baby sis.

Yeah, I know, I'm really looking
forward to meeting them too.

- Really?
- Well, yeah.

Anything to get
away from my family.

Yeah, well, the feeling's
mutual, trash man.

- Yeah, okay, Joey--
- Okay, alright, I'm stopping.

- I'm stoppin'.
- Yeah, I know you are.

Ow! Ow! Oh...

Ow! Ow! Oh!

So... Roc...

May... maybe we better
put the present out now.

You did remember to pick it up,
didn't you?

Oh, about that
china plate setting--

- Roc.
- Oh, you know.

With all the talk about lead
poisoning in dishes today

I thought we get them something
much more practical. Cash.

Remember how could have used it
when we got started.

- Still could.
- I guess you got a point.

I even went out and got one
of those envelopes

with the hole cutout to show off
the President's face.

Oh!

Jackson looks a little
lonely, doesn't he?

Roc, $20?

Uh-uh, Eleanor.
$20 and 41 cents.

- 'Get it?'
- Mm-mm.

2041, the year they'll celebrate
their golden anniversary.

Oh, well, then, I
guess that is romantic.

- Yeah, I know it is.
- Yeah, and cheap.

Okay, Roc, last time,
last time, last time.

Let me get that.

- Hello.
- Hello, I'm Margaret Carter.

Mama!

- Mama!
- Eleanor, honey!

Oh, give me
some sugar. Muah!

Oh, baby, let me look at you.

So tell me, how are you?

Oh, I'm fine, mama.

Okay, you can
tell me later.

No, mama, really.

Things are
going just great.

But I didn't think
we were gonna see you

till tomorrow at the weddin'.

Baby, I couldn't wait
another day to see you.

Oh, mama, this is
a wonderful surprise.

- Roc, isn't this wonderful?
- Oh, I'm surprised, alright.

- Hello, Roc.
- Hey, Margaret.

Okay, you too. Come on,
give me some sugar.

Muah. Muah.

- Well, Andrew.
- Don't ask me for no sugar.

I'm a diabetic.

You'll never change.

- And you must be Joey.
- Ah, guilty.

- How you doing, Aunt Margaret?
- Oh, I'm wonderful.

- How are you?
- Fine, thank you.

You know, I've heard so many
good things about you.

- Yeah?
- Uh-huh.

Are you still unemployed?

Um... actually, I'm in
between gigs right now.

No job.
Roc's a garbage man.

'Andrew, you must be so proud.'

After a while
you get used to it.

So, mama, are you
gonna stay the night?

Well, I don't
wanna be any trouble.

Too late for that.

Come on, mama.
You know you can sleep with me.

Well, my suitcase
is out on the porch, Joey.

Uh, I hope it's still there.

So, this is
where you live.

- Uh, it's only temporary.
- Uh-huh.

Well, as
Grandma Carter says

"It doesn't matter
where you hang your hat

as long as you call it home."

That's a good philosophy.

Of course,
Grandma Carter was always

a few sandwiches
short of a picnic.

Mama. Well, come on.

Let's all sit down,
and you tell us

all about Cousin Francine's
fiance, Lee.

Well, I just happen to have
a picture of him.

Oh, let me see.
Oh, he handsome.

He's an investment banker.

Hey, I got a couple of them
on my route.

They throw out great stuff.

Like those
bookends over there.

You mean, you actually bring
home stuff people throw out?

You don't think he'd pay
for all this crap, do you?

- I heard that.
- Um, well...

I-I'm so looking
forward to the wedding.

It's gonna be so
nice to see Ruth.

Won't that be nice, Roc?
You always liked my sister.

- Yeah.
- Ruth and David can't make it.

David's trying a big case.
He's about to make partner.

Oh, well, you know...

...Roc made
district supervisor.

Oh, really?
That's wonderful, Roc.

Yeah, but I quit
'cause I missed the fresh air.

Fresh air?

Don't you hang from the back
of a garbage truck all day?

That's a misconception people
have about this business.

If I had a nickel for every
time somebody wanted to--

Okay, here we go.

Oh, and, uh, apparently,
you forgot to pay

the cab driver
so I took care of it for you.

Oh, thank you.
How much do I owe you?

Uh, let's see,
with the tip it was $65--

Joey.

Twenty two fifty.

Margaret, Eleanor and I
have really looked forward

to this trip since
we got our invitation.

Mine obviously
got lost in the mail.

Andrew, you can be
my escort if you like.

Nah, I'm busy right then.

Roc, I need to talk to you
before the wedding tomorrow.

You know, you haven't met
the rest of my family

and somebody might ask you
what you do for a living.

Oh, look, Margaret, I know
you're a little embarrassed

about what I do and I know your
other son-in-law's a lawyer.

But I want you to know
that what I do

is an honorable job and I make
a decent living.

That's nice, Roc.
I know you do your best.

Well, I understand
you must find it difficult

telling people that your
son-in-law is a garbage man.

Oh, no, I don't find
that difficult at all.

- Oh, really?
- No.

I've told everyone
you're a doctor.

♪ Whoa whoa whoa oh oh-h-h ♪

Muah! Morning, baby.

Oh, did you sleep
alright on that old couch?

No.

It's not like
lying next to you.

This couch is lumpy
in all the wrong places.

Eleanor, you're lumpy
in all the right places.

Oh, thank you, babe.

I couldn't sleep
thinking about that lie

your mother told everyone
about me being a doctor.

Did you talk to her last night

It took me so long
to calm you down

by the time I got upstairs,
she was already asleep.

You don't think she really
expects me

to go along with such a lie,
do you?

Oh, Roc, you know my mother.
She wasn't serious.

She was just having
a little fun with you.

Oh, okay.

Good morning, Eleanor.

Morning, mama.

Doctor.

See, wasn't that fun?

- Eleanor, you have got--
- Okay, I'll go talk to her.

Mama.

Now, you've gotta get
it through your head

that Roc is not a doctor.

Now, Eleanor, that's
just the kind of attitude

we do not want
to see at the wedding.

Mama! Do you really expect
Roc to go along with this?

Of course,
why shouldn't he?

Because, Roc is not ashamed
of what he does, mama.

This is insane.

Well, I know it sounds that way

but after a while
you get used to it.

Look, it sounded strange to me
too the first time I said it.

But, if you say it
enough, it's easy.

Dr. Emerson.
Now you try it.

Mama, stop it.

Now Roc is a very proud man
and you have hurt his feelings.

His feelings?
What about my feelings?

You know I want
the best for you.

Mama, I got the best.

Roc is the best
husband I could have

and you have
really hurt him.

Oh, my.

I didn't mean to hurt him.

You know I like Roc.
You know I do, baby.

I know that, mama.

But whether you meant to
hurt him or not, you have.

And I think you
owe him an apology.

Okay.

Psst! Hey, what's up, doc?
Ha ha ha!

Leave me alone
this morning, Joey.

I'm serious, got no patience

for your smart aleck
remarks or his.

You know something, Roc, I don't
know why Eleanor's mother

went so far as to say
you were a doctor, I mean

she could've said you were
an operative for the CIA

and, uh, being a garbage man
was just a cover.

I don't happen to
think that's funny.

Oh, you're right, son.

What Margaret did was wrong.

After all, you're just like a
lot of people in this country

who work long, hard
hours at thankless jobs

for wages that will never make
you rich, or even comfortable.

Now you got absolutely
nothing to be ashamed of.

In fact,
this reminds me of a story.

You got time to hear this, son?

No, but i-it ain't
gonna stop you.

You're right.

It's about a man.

He was a porter.

And he wasn't proud of what
he did for a living.

So, when he'd meet strangers
he wanted to impress them.

He told them he was
a college professor.

It wasn't until he was
an old man

that he realized what
he'd done was wrong.

Wow, and that, that
old man was you, right?

Oh, that was some
doofus named Herb.

Even if he had been
a college professor

people still would
have hated him.

So what's the point
of the story, pop?

How do I know?
I like telling stories.

Roc, we need to talk.

Well, I got a million things
to do today. I gotta go.

- Me too.
- Wait.

- Aren't you retired?
- Uh-huh.

And don't you just sit
around the house all day?

Yeah.

Well, we better get started.

Roc... I want to apologize.

I know that what
I did was wrong.

'And I know that by
lying to my relatives'

I've shown you disrespect.

I have offended you.

And I guess by doing
that I have demeaned you

undercut your integrity

and robbed you
of your self-esteem.

Well, Margaret,
the truth is, you have.

Well, get over it.

Just my family, you never
have to see these people again.

And I told them that
after the wedding

you're taking your
practice to London.

London? Practice?

Margaret, o you think it's easy
for a man to walk into a room

full of strangers and pretend
to be something he's not?

Well, I hope so or the whole
thing's

gonna blow up in my face.

Look, lady, it's only
because you're Eleanor's mother

I haven't thrown you out.

How dare you walk into my house

and tell me what I do
isn't good enough

for you and your family.
Well, let me tell you something.

I may not save lives
or make a lotta money

but what I do honest work.
And I'm good at it!

You know, Margaret, I can
solve your problem.

Eleanor and I just won't go
to that damn wedding.

- Oh, Roc, you can't do that.
- Why not?

Uncle Louis had put off
his gall bladder surgery.

He wants a second
opinion from you.

Well, I can't believe you! You...

You want me to pull out
somebody's gall bladder?

Oh, like I wouldn't have you
pull out his gall bladder.

- You're a heart specialist.
- A what?

Roc.

You got to do
this one thing for me.

If I tell everybody
that you're not a doctor

it's gonna make me
look like a liar.

- You are a liar!
- No, but I'll look like one.

Oh! Margaret, I'm sorry. What
you're asking me is too much.

I'm proud of my life and you're
asking me to say I'm not.

Now if I go along with this,
I couldn't respect myself.

Oh, who needs respect
from a garbage man?

Oh, obviously not you, Margaret.

And you're getting none
from this garbage man.

Roc.

Roc, I deserve that.

I guess I'm just
a foolish woman

who cares too much about
what people think about...

...her and her family.

Roc...

I don't want you
to get the impression

that I don't love you.
Because I do.

You're a terrific guy.

And you have been
wonderful for Eleanor.

I just need you to do
this one thing for me.

Please.

Why should I?

Because, Roc...

...I've given you
the best thing in your life.

Eleanor.

You said so yourself.

Roc...

I don't wanna say
you owe me one.

But you owe me one.

Just think about it.

Okay? Hmm?

I'm sorry, Margaret, I can't.

No, Roc,
you won't.

Eleanor, I'm sorry.

Roc, you don't have
to apologize to me.

As far as I'm concerned, I
should be apologizing to you

for mama's behavior.

Yeah, well, well, we're here,
huh? So let's have a good time.

Introduce me
to some of your relatives.

Oh, baby, I'd love to.
There's my cousin, Lucille.

Eleanor, look who's here.
Your Great-Aunt Mable.

Oh, Aunt Mable.

Roc, this is my Aunt Mable.

Well, how are you
doing there, Aunt Mable?

She got out of her sick bed,
flew all the way from Atlanta

even though her doctor
advised her against it.

- To meet Roc.
- Is that so?

And that's not counting
the two-hour bus ride

from the convalescent
home to the airport.

- Really?
- 'Yes.'

She thought she'd
miss the chance

to meet the first
doctor in the family.

Well, you know, I...

She thought that the next family
gathering would be her funeral.

But that's not
what's important.

What's important is
that I lied to her.

Aunt Mable...

...when I told you about
Eleanor's husband, Roc

I didn't tell you the truth.

I told you that
he was a heart doctor.

- The truth is... he's a--
- Heart surgeon.

Um, I'm a heart surgeon.

- Easy mistake to make.
- Roc, what are you doing?

Eleanor, she got
out of her sick bed

and flew from Atlanta
just to see me.

Come on, Aunt Mable,
we don't want to monopolize

all of Dr. Emerson's
time, do we?

- Who was that man?
- Oh, no one.

Here's your hearing aid.

Well, an aspirin a day cuts down

the risk of heart attack
by sixty percent

in most men over the age of 40.

How do you know that, Roc?

It was in the Union Newsletter
right next to

the tip about putting
baking soda in your socks.

I thought you said you
weren't going to do this.

I know what I said, Eleanor.
I got caught up in the moment.

I'll tell you something.
Being a doctor is fun.

What are you
talking about?

They respect me, Eleanor.
They want my opinion.

You think they'd ask
the real Roc Emerson

what kinda trash bag
to use? Feels good.

But, Roc, you are lying.

No, no, no, no, no.
Your mother's lying.

See, she wrote the play.
I'm just acting in it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

You should have
that mole looked at.

And so, Francine and Lee,
I can sum up

the secret
to a successful marriage

and to a successful life
in one word. Honesty.

- Right.
- Amen.

Because without honesty between

people, there can be no trust.

'And without trust,
there can be no love.'

Amen.

Um, it's a... little hot
in here, huh, Eleanor?

If a man's not
honest in this world

he will eventually end up
unloved and untrusted.

Amen.

So, Francine and Lee...

Keeping this in mind,
I hope you will enter

into this marriage openly

lovingly and most
of all, honestly.

Amen.

'Now, if there's anyone present'

'who knows any just cause
why these two people'

shouldn't be joined
together in holy matrimony

let them speak now...
or forever hold your peace.

Um...

I-I-I'm a garbage man.

Dr. Emerson, please.

No, no, don't-don't
you understand. I'm...

I'm not a doctor.
I-I-I collect trash.

With that said, do you, Lee,
take this woman to be your wife?

- I do.
- You do?

- Well, yeah.
- Oh, boy, that's great.

Hey, you don't know how good it
makes me feel

to tell y'all the truth.

You know, for the last two hours
I've been living

a terrible, terrible lie

and, um, well, I-I, I-I
hope you all will forgive me.

Yeah, sure.

Now can we get married?

Oh, yeah, go ahead. Go ahead.
Right. Please, alright.

And do you, Francine, take
this man to be your husband?

Roc.

Oh, look, Margaret,
before you say anything

I just want you to know I'm
sorry

I couldn't pull off
this doctor thing.

And I guess I'm sorry

that what I do for
a living embarrasses you.

Oh, Roc, that's not true.

In fact, I've never been so
proud of you as I am today.

- Really?
- Yes.

What I told you to do
was wrong, wrong, wrong.

Can you ever forgive me?

Well, hey, hey, hey,
we're family, huh?

Yes... we are.

Thank you, Roc.

Roc, we gotta catch
that train, baby.

- Bye, mama.
- Bye, baby.

- Mmm, I love you.
- I love you too.

And I'll talk to you real soon.

We gotta go because, uh, my
work is piling up at home.

- It's a joke.
- Yeah.

Let's go.

Excuse me, everyone.

I have to apologize for
my son-in-law's outburst

during the ceremony.

He's having a tough time.

'He recently lost a patient'

and since that time
he's been questioning

whether he really
even is a doctor at all.

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