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- Tell me, what's going on with you?

- Could you just get out of here?

- Let me talk. - And I won't listen.

- Girl, I will snatch those headphones.

Sandra! You don't hear me? Help me, Father! Girl!

Y'all handle it, I can't do that no more.

- I'll go talk to her.

I ain't gonna be scared to talk to a teenager.

Why you gotta be acting like this?

- Would you leave me alone?

- I'm trying to tell you how to get to your little boyfriend.

- Okay, I'm listening. - Go tell your parents

that you sorry, you can turn this around.

Say it. "I'm sorry." - I'm sorry.

- It's gonna work. - Thank you.

- [gasps] You said thank you.

- Oh, one more thing.

Can I borrow that for Halloween?

- This is vintage.

- ♪

- Okay. What do you think of this?

- You--you want my--my honest opinion?

- Well, that's why I asked you.

- I don't know about that.

It's the colors. - What?

- I don't--yeah, uh.

- It's taupe and blue jeans.

- It's so blah.

You got to get some roar in it. Yeah.

- I mean, it has a little bit of pattern.

- No, baby, if you wanna really impress,

you got to pop 'em with some color.

- What? - Yeah, look at me.

Look at me. - Okay, I'm looking.

- See, when I do 'em like this...

- SANDRA: Oh. - Sorta...

pow!

- [laughs] Okay.

- See, you gotta give 'em so much color, they don't

know where to look first.

You don't even know where to look, do you?

- That's a good thing, why?

- Because it distracts from everywhere. See?

You don't know which--look, look at the pattern.

You don't know which one to look at.

You wanna look right there, don't you?

You wanna look right--hey, check this out.

You see the shoes? - Mm-hmm.

- Bam!

- Wow. - Check out the shirt.

You ain't never seen a flowers on a shirt like that.

- I--I see it, yeah.

- You wanna see something else? - Okay.

- Look how the belt match the shoes.

- Is that--is that neon green crocodile?

- What?

They don't make these no more.

- It's interesting.

- Don't forget the suspenders.

Neon green.

You turn the lights out, they'll glow.

- They look like they're glowing now.

- Do they?

- You could probably go outside and direct traffic.

I mean-- - Direct some traffic.

They look good. You like that?

You--I know, you-- - Oh.

- MR. BROWN: You said yes. - I'm being nice.

- Did you see the way-- you see the way

the suspenders--they's taking up the fat? See?

- I do. Are you sucking in?

- No, this is natural.

You know how long it took me to build this?

I'm a built body.

- So yours is just natural? It's like that?

- I'm--this is nat-- I'm a natural.

- People wanna be you. - People wanna be me.

- They wanna look like you. - They wanna look like me.

- Okay. - MR. BROWN: You know why?

- Why?

- 'Cause I'm a fashion icon, baby.

- Okay, I see you.

You look the times. - We vibin'.

We vibin'. - You with the kids.

- We vibin'. We vibin'. I see ya, yeah.

- Okay, maybe not go that far.

- ♪

♪ No matter what you do, I love you ♪

♪ No matter where you go, I'm behind you for sure ♪

♪ Always remember, blood ain't never water ♪

♪ We'll make it if we stay together ♪♪

- ♪

- Stay with me, I'm gonna show you something.

- Alright, thank you.

- [gasps]

Me? You said "Thank you" again?

- I'm not saying it again.

- You ain't gonna say it no more?

- I'm--no. - Okay, you know what

you need to do? - SANDRA: What?

- Okay, we gonna just-- just add more color.

That's what you need to do.

- Okay. - See, watch how my jacket

follow me. Look it there.

See how it follows? - It's going very nicely.

- MR. BROWN: That's how-- - It went on nice.

- I got pimps that wanna be me.

- I can believe that.

Okay, look, I think I should grow into that gradually.

- Really? - SANDRA: Yeah.

- You think so?

- I don't wanna give 'em too much too soon.

- Yeah, you right, you right. - We gotta ease into it.

- I'm a fashion icon. - Step into that.

- You a little fashion icon. - I'll be there.

- We'll just let you wait and ease into it.

- Yeah. - That's good.

We vibin'. - We are. We--

I do that with you. [laughs]

Alright, you think this is gonna work, for real?

- Yeah, you just be nice, and I'm telling you,

people will treat you nice and sweet.

- All of them?

- Don't worry about everybody trying to be nice.

The ones that wanna be nice, let 'em be nice.

- It's just this move and everything has been so hard.

- Like I told you, it's your nasty "altitude."

It's your "altitude" was bad. - Attitude.

- Well, it was--okay! - I'm--I'm--I'm being nice.

- Now, we not even gonna think about that.

- Wait, let me. - We just--we gonna change

everything, and we gonna move forward.

- Okay.

- Say "I am." - I am.

- "Moving forward." - Moving forward.

- "I am." - I am.

- "Nice." - Nice!

- Give me your nice face.

Get her with the eyes like this...

You're gonna be nice, you gotta sure have a nice face.

Girl, you look like you constipated.

That ain't gonna-- - I'm doing the face

you're doing. - Like this...

That's it. Whenever you-- - I felt it.

I felt the difference. - Okay.

Now come on and get dressed so you can go to school.

- Alright, I'll be right back.

- MR. BROWN: Alright.

Wait. - Yeah?

- Is that how you walk? - Um, yeah.

- You walk like a goose.

You--you--I said you walk-- - I walk like a goose?

- --you just. - Oh, I didn't look like that.

- You did. - I did not waddle like that.

- Walk again. Walk.

Make the world your runway.

Girl, you--why you walk so stiff?

- Uh! - If you're gonna walk--

Stand over there and let me show you.

- Okay. - The world is your runway.

- Show me how to walk.

Show me how to walk. - This is the way.

See? You got to put one foot in front of the other like...

And then every once in a while, hit 'em with the turn.

- Ooh, wh--

- MR. BROWN: Hit 'em with the turn!

Come on. Come back, let's do it.

Come on! - Okay. Let me do this.

- Turn. Hit 'em with the turn! - Ooh!

- Give 'em the eye. Give 'em the eye.

And a smile. One more time. One more time.

You almost got this. - I--

- Wait, wait, give--I'm gonna give you action.

- Okay, okay.

- Action!

Get the neck. Get more neck.

Hit 'em with the turn!

Ooh, girl, you on your way. - Ah!

- You the next you if you let ya.

- I'm feel it too. - You're the next you!

- ♪

- You know she's probably in there killing him, right?

There's gonna be blood and loud-colored fabric

all over the floor. - Cut it out.

- No, she probably in there stabbing him with a hot comb.

- Would you stop that?

- Then why is it so quiet in there?

- Well, maybe he took her out.

- He took her out? No.

She way stronger than he is.

- I don't know about that. - Hey!

Will you two stop?

This is my daughter we're talking about.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- I'm--look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap.

Look, I really appreciate y'all, it's just crazy.

- Well, I'm sorry. It was my fault.

- No, Cora, listen.

You did not have to jump in, and neither did Mr. Brown,

so we're thankful. - Oh, okay, you're welcome.

You're welcome. - I love my babies.

- I know you do, baby. I know.

- You know this reminds me of a story of when I was a kid.

- Here we go. - No, no, you ain't--

you ain't heard this one.

I go to the prison to see my parents, and they would

tell me this story, and it was weird, because you know

my mom and daddy would've killed me two times--

dead, dead--if I had talked to them the way that child

talked to both of y'all.

- Yeah. Yeah, we know. - You got a point.

- We gotta hear about it all the time from you.

You tell us over and over, every day.

When you was a kid. - What--

- When your parents did this. - Oh, don't--all I'm saying

is why don't you do something about it, man?

- We are. - By sending bozo in there?

- I mean, she like clowns.

- That is all the more reason to be scared of her.

- Grandpa, will you cut it out, okay? Just stop.

- Look, I don't know no sane person that likes clowns.

- Well, Mr. Brown likes clowns.

- Case in point. You may step down.

- LEAH: Oooh. - Wha--

- He has been in there a long time.

- I'm sure he-- - MR. BROWN: Ooh, ooooh!

- CORA: Oh, hey. - Hey!

- You alright? - Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine.

Oh, uh, she ready to go to school.

- What? - MR. BROWN: Yeah.

This my friend. - We friends.

- We friends. We friends and a mug.

Go, oh, she gonna talk to y'all.

We'll talk the rest after school.

- Oh, yeah, but...first,

I need to apologize to you, Mom and Dad.

I'm sorry.

- Uh, you gotta do it right. - Oh, uh--

- MR. BROWN: Do it. Do it. - I'm sorry.

- You gotta--you gotta bring your voice up.

[in high-pitch] I'm sorry.

- [in high-pitch] I'm sorry.

- Yeah. - Sure, honey.

- Okay, sweetheart.

- Forgive me?

- Do--do the eyes thing. do the eyes thing.

Hit her with the smile.

- [indistinct whispers] - Yeah. Yeah.

We forgive you.

- I love you.

- What did you do? - Ssh, Cora, watch--

watch--watch, I'm a "psych-olol-ogist."

- Look, I know I missed the bus.

- Okay, I can take you school.

- Good, 'cause I know you don't want me to take it anyways.

- No, we don't. - Hmm-mm.

- SANDRA: Okay. - Hit 'em with the eyes.

Hit 'em with the eyes.

Bust 'em with the smile.

- Okay, so--so wait a minute, so now you understand why?

- Yes.

- Okay.

- Uh, can we talk about this when I come home from school?

- Yeah, sure. - So, can you take me to school?

- Yeah, I can take you. Come on.

- And-- - Bust 'em one more time

with the smile. Bust 'em one more time with the smile.

- And, Mom, can you come too?

- Sure.

- Okay.

Thanks, Mr. Brown and Miss Cora.

- [laughs] - Okay, you welcome, baby.

That's so sweet.

- Uh, uh, remember, like a swan on a cloud.

Yes.

Do the neck, do the neck. Get the neck.

Hit 'em with the turn!

- Love you, Grandpa!

- Bust 'em with the turn!

That girl good.

- [doorbell rings] - Bye-bye.

- Ooh, I'm so good. - What in the--

- Why, don't you say that.

How much did you pay her?

- What you talking about?

- I know you paid her something.

- Cora, ain't nobody paid nobody nothing.

- Oh, you right, you're too cheap to pay anybody anything.

- Right. - Exactly.

- So--so how'd you do it?

- How did I do what?

- Go-- - Look at him, man.

Don't play crazy. - Right.

- Ain't nobody playing. - I see that.

- Okay, I just told the girl to be nice,

and I told her why she should be nice.

- Hmm. - Hmm.

- And that worked? - You seen her. You seen--

hit her with the smile.

- No way. - Yes, way.

- There's something you're not telling us.

- Yeah.

- Cora, I know you're upset that you're not

the only Kid Whisperer in the family.

But I'm a Kid Whisper, too.

'Cause I whisper in 20 different languages.

- Really?

- [speaking Spanish]

I just whispered in Mexican, Cora.

- Oh. - Ah-ka-ka-ka-ka!

- What's that?

- I just whispered in Swahili.

- Get here, man, what did you tell her, for real?

- Ah, what does it matter what I told her for real?

- 'Cause I wanna put it in a bottle and sell it.

- Right.

- This is man that can turn a teenager around

in minutes. - Ooh.

- Seconds even.

- You could make millions.

- Okay, y'all just better get used to it.

I'm a genius, and it's a gift.

- Okay, Mr. Brown. - And I'm out. Ha!

- You know he paid her, don't you?

- Yeah, you right, I know he did,

but I just don't know how much.

- It is a miracle though.

- But I'm gonna find out how he did it.

Trust me, I will find out.

- ♪

- Ooh, yeah, cover all of this up, sweetheart.

We--but we're gonna get rid of all this.

This all a mess. It's terrible.

Here, just sit that down right there. Thank you so much.

You look like you carry boxes all the time, baby.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

Whoo. - Hi.

- Hey.

- Well, how'd it go? - I was gonna ask you that.

- Wha--I mean, she just said that she was sorry,

and that she was wrong. - Wow.

So--so what did she say on the way to school?

- That's it.

I mean, what'd he say?

- He didn't say nothing.

- He won't tell you? - No, he over there

in the kitchen acting like he a king.

- What? - Yes.

He over there talking about he a Kid Whisperer. [laughs]

And I went to college, but I couldn't do it.

- Uh. - Yeah.

- Well... - What? what?

You agree with him? - Wha--but, uh no, um--

Hmm-mm. - Well, I have a masters.

- Well, he got something else, Cora.

- What? Besides a bunch of colors.

- I don't even know what it is, I don't care.

But I'm just glad it worked.

- Well, be careful. - What you mean?

- 'Cause it could be too good to be true.

- Cora. - What?

- See, you never struck me as that kind of person.

- What kind of person you talking about?

- The kind of person who would be jealous of their father.

- Girl, I am not jealous of my father.

- Yes, she is jealous of me. - I am not jealous of you.

And ain't nobody even talking to you.

- Cora, you jealous of me.

It's my gift. You coveted my gift.

- Ain't nobody coveting no gift. - Yes you is, Cora.

You need to sit and represent. - You mean repent.

- Whatever it is, you need to do it.

- No, it would--and what did-- - Say, "I'm sorry, Lord.

Forgive me." - I'm sorry, Lord, forgive me.

- That's right, now he tell-- he told me to tell you, "No."

- And what did you say to that girl?

- Yeah, 'cause I really would like to know, Mr. Brown.

- I--okay. - Come on, tell us.

- Okay, you wanna hear it? - CORA AND LEAH: Yeah.

- Like to hear it, here it go.

It was 1976-- - Oh no.

- If Cora don't wanna hear it, I ain't telling.

- Please, go on. - Okay.

It was 1945--

- Now you just said it was 1976!

- Cora, you gonna let me tell my story, or you gonna

keep interrupting me like that? - Well, hurry up,

tell the story. - --let me tell it, let me tell

it like I can-- - Go ahead and tell it

then if you gonna tell it. - Can't nobody tell it

like I tell it. - Come on, tell it.

- Let me tell it. - Tell it.

- I just told that girl she can get more out of y'all

if she nice rather than being so mean.

- That's all? - Yeah, I told her. That's all.

- What else did you say to her?

- That's it.

- Oh, no. - What?

- Oh, my gosh, so this girl is about to start doing stuff

just to be nice, thinking she gonna get something.

And when she don't get it, she's gonna flip back

into her old herself. - No, she ain't,

she on the nice mode. - It's my child,

I know her, how she is. - All her sins have been

washed away. - Uh-uh-uh-uh.

- Just cast in a sea of forever-ness.

- Hold on a minute.

So, what did you promise that girl?

- I ain't promise her nothing.

- Mr. Brown? - Hmm?

- Now you know you can't lie. - Yes, I can.

This my lie face.

- What did you promise her?

- I--

I told the girl that you all would meet with that boy.

- CORA AND LEAH: What? - That's "technically a man."

- Oh Lord. - I don't see nobody else

trying to come up with nothing that was gonna work

good like I came up with. - Are you talking about

the sheriff's son? - Yeah.

- The bus driver? - Yeah.

- Mmmm. Okay.

- What's the matter?

- All hell is about to break loose.

- Why the hell about to break loose?

- Um, first of all, 'cause Jeremy don't like his daddy,

the sheriff, and second of all,

he is not gonna let her see that big-head boy.

- Oh.

- Genius.

You'd better not made it worse, Mr. Brown.

- I only make things better. - CORA: Right.

- And you stop rubbing her negative off on ya.

She just negative.

That's why I don't like y'all. You're negative.

Gotta a negative spirit. It's just dirty.

- I'm sorry.

- You'll come with me to talk to Jeremy? Come on.

- No, I'm--I'm-- I talk to kids.

I don't talk to husbands. - --use that

counseling degree. - For kids.

- Out of retirement. - Out--for kids.

- Please. - I don't counsel grown people.

- It's kind of the same thing

in a sense-- - No, it is not!

- Same philosophies and stuff. - Get over there and talk

to your husband. Hey, Jeremy!

- Hey.

- Hey, baby. - Yeah?

- So, I figured out why your daughter been being so nice.

- Oh, yeah? Why is that?

- Uh, apparently, Mr. Brown told her that if she was nice to us,

that we would meet the boy. - The sheriff's son?

- Yes. - What?

- I know, I told him that we would not do that.

- Tuh, uh, yeah, that's right. - I know.

- That's--that's just crazy. - I know.

- I'm--I'm not meeting that boy. - I know you ain't

gonna do that.

- Is Mr. Brown crazy?

Crazier than we thought? Must be.

- Are you really asking that question?

- Hell no.

He wouldn't even come knock on the door.

Duh, not like meeting no disrespectful boy like that.

And his daddy rude.

- Ooh, so rude, honey.

- I almost had to kick his daddy's ass.

- Ooh. - Ask my grandfather.

He was in there. - Yeah, I wish I was in

there for that. - Yeah, he held me back.

I was like... "How dare he?"

Like that's what I said. - Ooh.

Boy, you better stop that. - BOTH: [laughs]

- But for real, if that's what she think,

she got another thing coming.

- Yes, she does.

- I mean, ha, really? - I know.

- But it did get her to be nice.

- What you saying?

- Well... - Uh, what she was

trying to say is that when-- - Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Huh? - Were you listening

the whole time? - Yeah.

I was just standing there listening like this...

- Man. - MR. BROWN: It's hands free.

The kitchen ain't have no doors.

Ain't no doors around here but the front door,

so I can listen where I wanna listen.

The freedom to listen act is in play.

- Can you mind your business, please, Mr. Brown?

- Okay.

You gotta talk to me like that, I'm gonna mind--

I'm gonna mind my business right here.

You ain't talk to me like that when y'all was trying

to get me to straighten that little ol' girl out.

- You're right. Okay. - When y'all was scared.

It should be, "Mr. Brown, fix my life."

- Whoa. - It ain't gonna hurt you

to talk to that boy.

- Oh yeah, have you met his daddy?

- Huh-uh. - Well, if you had met him,

you wouldn't want him in here.

- Mm. - Yeah, so why'd you say

we would do that? - Mm-hmm.

- Y'all need to learn to comprom--"contro-mie."

- [doorbell rings] - Compromise.

- Oh, hell no, we don't.

- I thought you was sleep. - Well, I'm not sleep.

- Well, I guess I was wrong. - Yeah, and I was wrong

about you being ugly. - Well, you--you a lie.

Ain't nobody ugly over here.

- What--the devil is a liar.

- You--you--you--have you seen you?

- Beat you to it, huh? You look like--

like bull --. - And you look like

a fat-lipped catfish. - You look like

fried cat ass. - [laughs]

- You look like bald cat-- - Ass.

- Stop that cussing! - No, he cussed.

I ain't cuss. - LEAH: Bad.

- Make me sick. - Would y'all hold on

a minute? Hold on! - Well, if you that sick,

just go on and lay down and don't wake up.

- VINNY: If I die, I'm gonna back to haunt your ass!

- ♪

- Baby, we do need to talk. - Y'all go ahead and talk then.

- Mr. Brown? - Huh?

- Get out of these people's business.

- Oh, nobody was saying "get out of my business"

when y'all needed my $40,000.

- Would you get out of there?

- For that reason, I'm out.

No, I'm out.

- We done spent that money.

- Mr. Brown!

- Have you ever thought about nobody did teached that boy

nothing? - Mm.

- Y'all ever thought about that?

Maybe nobody taught him how to come to the door,

ring the doorbell. Ding dong. "Who is it?"

"It's me, Lindor."

Y'all ain't never thought about that, have ya?

Nah, y'all wanna judge the boy.

Maybe taught him how to come to the door and meet the parents.

Stop judging people.

Be judged by your own judgment if you judge somebody.

- What? - More of a reason

why we should meet him?

- See, I'm good. I'm good.

- Okay, so when she gets here after school,

we'll talk to her and let her know...

we'll meet him.

- You sure? - Yeah, I'm sure.

- Mr. Brown? - She is--they're not

talking to you, mind your business.

- Oh, okay.

- Yes, baby, I'm sure.

- Okay, I tell you what, though.

Let her seem like it was her idea. Okay?

- Alright, you got it.

- Make--make sure it look like she's leading.

Make sure that she look like the head and you the neck.

- Okay.

- I don't know what that mean, but it just sound good.

- It makes sense though. - The faster y'all learn

that I'm genius around here, the faster we can get stuff done.

Okay, I'm back in.

I'm back in.

Y'all will get my bill in the mail later.

For $40,000!

I'm back in.

- ♪

- ♪

- ♪

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