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Hey, Thelma, when are you
getting out of there?

I got a date tonight too,
you know?

Don't rush me.

I need more time
to put on my makeup.

The way
you put yourself together,

you don't need a bathroom,

you need an assembly line.

Boy, that girl
will drive you crazy

with all that makeup.

She does lay it on
a little heavy.

Yesterday, I stepped on
one of her false eyelashes.

I thought I had
killed a centipede.

Hey, Mama,

make sure you iron that shirt
real smooth,

'cause the girl
I'm going out with tonight

likes to touch me a lot.

You know, you're
getting to be

the Richard Roundtree
of the project.

Four dates this week,

and each one
with a different girl.

What can I say, Mama?
When you're hot, you're hot.

Right now, the two things
in most demand around here

are me and gasoline.

Yeah, you do have the same build
as a gas hose.

I'll be right back.

I've got to go downstairs.
We're out of mouthwash.

You're making a special trip
for that?

Yeah. The girl I'm going out
with tonight

is in the special
life-savingcategory.

I expects to do

a lot of mouth-to-mouth
resuscitation.

Hi, JJ.

Hey, Willona.

Where's Junior Long-Legs going
in such a hurry?

To get some mouthwash.

He's got another heavy date
tonight.

Oh, well, that boy
is really growing up.

You know, I remember

when the only thing
he had on his mind

was making the basketball team.

Now he's trying out
for the cheerleaders.

Assorted.

Ooh, Willona,
heat up the coffee.

Coming right up.

THELMA:
Mama, you pressing
my dress yet?

I'm just
getting started.

Some day
when I want a vacation,

I'm going to take a job
as a maid.

Well, it's Saturday night,

and you got yourself
a couple of teenagers.

Yeah, well, I'm not too happy
about Thelma's date.

She's going out
with a 21-year-old boy.

Well, what are you
worried about?

Thelma's 16.

When I was 16,

I went out with
21-year-old boys, and...

You know, Florida,

maybe you got something
to worry about.

Oh, hi, Willona.

Hi, sweetie.

And if you're in a hurry
for this dress,

I got a little ways
to go yet.

Mama, you don't have
to iron that.

I decided to wear
my pink one.

Well, thanks for giving me
the rest of the night off.

You know, Thelma,

your daddy and I
still ain't too pleased

with this boy
you're going out with tonight.

Mama, you and Daddy
still on that kick?

You'll both change your mind
when you meet Eddie.

I'm the luckiest girl
in the world.

Eddie asked me
for a date.

He's brilliant, kind,
sensitive

and thoughtful
and intellectual and--

And too old.

Eddie's fantastic, Ma.

He's going to be a professor
some day.

He got his bachelor's degree,

and now he's going
for his master's degree.

He's the most wonderful boy
I ever met in my whole life!

Oh, Thelma!

Sixteen, what a great age.

That's when you meet

the most wonderful guy
in your whole life

every week.

Did you see how starry-eyed
she was

when she talked about him?

Yeah, we had that same
starry-eyed look

when we were young.

I remember you
and Jimmy Phillips.

What about you
and Charlie Ketchum?

Charlie...

You know, I can still remember
how gone I was on him.

Tall, slim, smooth...

Ooh, and when we danced,
boy, could he dip.

My dreamboat
was Jimmy Phillips,

but his motor was
too fast for me.

He took me to see
a Lena Horne picture,

and when I felt his arms
going around me, I froze.

While Lena was on the screen
singing "Stormy Weather,"

I was in the balcony singing
"Show Me The Way To Go Home."

That was a lot of years
and 50 pounds ago.

You were something else
in those days.

All the boys used to call you

the girl
with the dangerous curves.

Well, the curves are still here,

but they've widened the road
a little.

I found this
heavy new mouthwash.

It's called Control Tower.

One gargle, and all the girls
circle around

waiting for
landing instructions.

Who's he going out with tonight?

Some girl named Gloria.

Last night, it was Charlotte.

Two nights before that,
it was Linda.

And the night before that,
it was Barbara.

Sounds like
a basketball schedule.

Play two nights, rest one night.

Now, he may be a wild tiger now,

but some day, that one girl's
going to hook him,

and zap...
one skinny, tame house-cat.

Amen.

And good Lord, what is this?

What?

"Sexual Behavior
In the Ghetto"?

How'd this trash
get into my house?

I don't know,

but let's sit down
and read it.

It's a lot
of typewritten pages.

It looks like the kind
of dirty trash

that kids pass around
between each other.

Let me see.

Uh-huh...
pretty heavy stuff.

Oo-ee, now,
here's something

that's interesting.

I'm not interested.

It says the male...

Let me see that.

That JJ!

I'll make him sorry
he brought garbage like this

into this house.

Now, how do you know
it was JJ?

It might've been James.

Willona, we've been married
for 18 years,

and I got news for you...

James don't need
no instructions.

Well, I still say

a refresher course
ain't never hurt nobody.

No, this is JJ, all right.

Florida, why are you
so surprised? JJ's 17.

Today, kids read
that kind of stuff.

I don't like what's going on,

and I don't want my kids
exposed to it.

What are you going to do,
Florida?

It's a whole new world.

Well, personally,
I like the old world better.

JJ, come out of there!

I want to talk to you.

JJ, come out here!

Yeah, Mama?

JJ, how do you
explain this?

What?

"Sexual Behavior
in The Ghetto."

I don't know.

If they can't explain it
in here, I sure can't.

Don't give me
none of your sass.

What are you doing
with this?

That ain't mine.
Don't lie to me, JJ.

I ain't lying.

I wouldn't buy
nothing like that.

I'd rather wait
for the movie to come out.

Hi, everybody.

Hi, honey.

What's happening?

Nothing. Why don't you
go outside and play?

Mama, I've been playing
basketball for three hours.

Well, then, go on outside
and play some more.

Mama, what are you
trying to do?

I'm going to get
a heart attack.

Then go into my room
and do your homework.

I already did my homework.
Michael!

Mama, why are you trying
to get rid of me?

Does it have something to do

with what you're hiding
behind your back?

Now, Mama, this is
probably Michael's.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

Well, he does the most reading
in the family.

What you got there?

Is it something
on black unity?

In a way.

"Sexual Behavior
In The Ghetto."

JJ!
Well, it ain't mine.

Mama, if you and Daddy
are having any problems...

there's a whole section
about it in the library.

And if you don't want
any problems,

you get that junk off my couch
and go into the room

like I told you.

Yes, ma'am.

JJ, you ought to be
ashamed of yourself,

blaming an 11-year-old boy
for reading such trash.

Well, if he reads this,
he ain't going to be 11 long.

Michael wouldn't be interested
in that stuff anyway,

right, Gramps?

That's right.
I'm only interested

in stuff that will help
the black community.

If it wasn't
for stuff like that,

there wouldn't be
no black community.

Go to your room.

I don't know what
I'm going to do with this one.

I try to raise
a good Christian family,

and here it is, my oldest son
has the morals of a Philistine.

Aw, Mama, I didn't have
nothing to do with this.

Yes, you did,
and I want you to hush.

I've heard enough
of it.

Hey, is this the last round,

or do I still got time
to lay down a bet on the fight?

We got troubles.

We're really
going to have trouble

if you don't
give me some sugar.

Hi, James.

Hey, Willona. I see you got
your usual ringside seat.

Look, here, Florida,

before you hit me
with your fuss of the day,

let me hit you with mine.

It's been on my mind all day,
and I still don't like the idea

of Thelma going out
with this 21-year-old boy.

That don't even make
the Top 30 on the fuss charts.

Here's number one.

Will you look at what
JJ brought into this house?

"Sexual Behavior In The Ghetto."

Now, hold on, Dad.

I didn't have nothing
to do with this.

Hell, you son of a gun.

James!

Aw, baby,
you call this serious?

A boy his age wanting to know
about these things

is the most normal thing
in the world.

And he ain't a boy no more.
Shucks, he's a man.

Come here, Junior.

I thought I told you

everything there was
to know,

but I can't blame you

for wanting to find out
something else, though,

you dog, you!

You know, son,
I was just like you

when I was your age,
a kid back in Mississippi.

Did all right
with the girls too.

I'll bet you
were dy-no-mite.

I was nitroglycerin.

Of course, that was
before I met your mother.

Boy, the chicks used to line up

just waiting for a ride
in that big, black limousine.

Big, black limousine?

When did you drive
a big, black limousine?

Well, I used to drive
a friend's hearse.

Aw, it's so nice

to see father and son
talking things over.

Oh, shut up, Willona.

Father and son, huh?
They look more like

a couple of sailors
on weekend passes.

Well, I've got to get
ready for my date.

Look here, Junior.

If you're making time
in the hallway,

don't lean up against
no doorbells.

Dy-no-mite!

Well, that's a fine way
to raise your son, James.

What you planning
for him next?

A job as an usher
in a Pussycat Theater?

Well, I hate to give up
my ringside seat,

but I am totally disgusted

by this whole discussion

on sexual behavior
in the ghetto.

Well, let me relieve you
of your embarrassment.

Now, James,
about JJ and this.

Oh, baby, you're getting
upset about nothing.

You call this kind of trash
nothing?

That's right, nothing.

It's perfectly normal
for a kid his age

to be interested
in these things,

and it ain't
a filthy piece of trash.

I'm surprised at you
for being so old-fashioned.

Old-fashioned?

Hi, Daddy.
Hey, baby.

Mama, where'd you find that?

I've been looking
all over for it.

Yours, Thelma?

Yes.

That's yours?
Yes.

Well, young lady,
you sit down here right now,

just sit down
and tell me

what the hell you're doing
reading this filthy trash!

Thelma, what has
gotten into you lately?

Going out with 21-year-old men
and reading stuff like this?

There's nothing wrong

with going out with someone
21-years-old, Dad,

and what's wrong
with reading stuff like that?

Because
it's stuff like that.

Daddy, it's not
what you think.

It's educational.

Educational.
Where was it printed?

Porno Tech?

James, there's no need
to shout at the girl.

Florida, what's wrong
with you?

Ain't you as upset
about this as I am?

Well, I'm
not exactly thrilled,

but I'm also a little confused.
About what?

When you thought
it was JJ reading this stuff,

it was hallelujah time.

Now that you find out
that it's Thelma's,

you want to call in
the exorcist.

There's a difference
between girls and boys.

No kidding.

You must have read
the first page.

You know what I mean.

Boys don't get pregnant.

No, but they're usually

somewhere around
the scene of the crime.

Will you stop trying
to defend your daughter?

I don't need defending.

I have no intention
of getting pregnant.

I just hope your
21-year-old boyfriend

knows that.

Daddy, he's a wonderful person,

and you're making him sound
like a lecherous old man.

All right, baby, I'm sorry.

He's a lecherous youngman.

Thelma, why can't you go out
with boys your own age?

Because they're boring
and immature.

They don't know
what it's all about.

Yeah.

James, aren't you
forgetting something?

When we were going out,

you were three years
older than me.

That's different,
baby.

You was old
for your age.

What do you mean by that?

I mean you was experienced.

What?!

That ain't what I mean.

I don't know whatI mean.

This girl's about to drive me
up the wall

with her 21-year-old boyfriend
and reading that filthy trash.

Daddy, you're locked somewhere
in the 19th century.

Mama, I'm going downstairs
to wait for Eddie.

Now, you hold on, young lady.
You ain't going nowhere.

Ma?

James, Thelma is a good girl.

Yeah, and she's going
to stay that way.

Well, I gots
to keep on trucking.

Don't wait up for me
tonight,

'cause it's going to be
a long evening.

* Tonight, tonight
Won't be just any night *

Now I've seen everything.

You let the wolf out the door

and you're going to lock
Little Red Riding Hood up.

Yeah, how come it's all right
for him

to go out on a date
and not me?

Well, he ain't my daughter.
I ain't got to worry about him.

Well, he's going out
with somebody'sdaughter.

Well, then,
let her father worry.

Daddy, I haven't
done anything wrong.

Thelma, just go
to your room, baby,

till I can
figure this out here.

Mama?

Now, James...

Don't worry about Eddie.

I'm going to treat it
real diplomatic-like.

I'll just say, "Eddie,
she can't go out this evening.

She's got a fever
of 105 degrees."

Then I'll throw him
down the stairs.

Daddy, you're nothing
but a male chauvinist!

Now, you hear that?

You hear the dirty words
she done picked up

from reading that trash?

James, "chauvinist"
ain't no dirty word.

You ain't never seen it

on the walls
of none of the projects,

have you?

Hey, Mama.

What's the matter
with Thelma?

She's crying
like crazy.

It's nothing
that concerns you, son.

Go back in your room and study.

Mama, why is it that every time
something goes on around here,

I've got to go back in my room
and study?

You know, I'm going
to be smart in school,

but I sure am going to be stupid

to what's happening
around here.

Michael, go on back
in your room.

Daddy...

Don't "Daddy" me.
Go on back in your room now.

James...

your daughter is
in there crying.

Baby, you've got
to understand.

I love our sons, both of them,

but Thelma's the only daughter
we got, baby.

She's special.
She's my little girl.

Little girl?

Have you had a good look
at her lately?

Yeah, and that's
what scares the hell out of me.

Baby, I know we raised her right

and I know she knows
right from wrong,

but 21 years old...

Oh, James.

Did you see
the look in her eyes

when she started
talking about him?

I had the same glow
on my face

when I told my parents
about you.

Yeah, well,
you had reason to glow.

Well, so has she.

Now, Eddie is
somebody special.

He's going to be
a college professor.

Pfft.

So he uses a lot of big words
you don't understand.

[KNOCKING]

Oh, that's him now.

Look, this is a very special
moment for Thelma.

Well...

Come on, at least
talk to him.

Okay...

but I ain't going
to let him snow me.

Hi, I'm Eddie Conroy.

Is this the Evans'
apartment?

Well, it ain't
Let's Make a Deal.

You must be Mr. Evans.

I'm Thelma's mother.
Won't you come in?

Yes, thank you,
ma'am.

Is Thelma ready?

Ready for what?

The concert starts
in about half an hour.

She'll be ready
in a little while.

You know how girls are.

Yes.

I'll bet you do.

James, please.
Won't you sit down?

Yes. Thank you.

Would you like a drink?

A cup of coffee?

A soda pop?

No, thanks.

Why don't you offer him
a belt of booze? He's 21.

James...

Young man, do you mind
if I ask you a question?

No, sir. go ahead.

How did a dude like you
ever meet my daughter?

Well, I interviewed her
while I was doing my research.

Research?

Yes, I'm completing a thesis
for my master's.

Thesis?

This cat even uses short words
you don't understand.

You see that, James?

He interviewed Thelma
for his thesis.

What's it about?

Well, it's called
"Sexual Behavior In The Ghetto."

This?

I found Thelma to be one of
my more interesting subjects.

You wrote about my daughter
in this here thing?

She's page 25.

When a 21-year-old cat

goes out with
a 16-year-old girl,

he ain't looking
for no ice cream.

I don't understand.

I understand you wrote
a filthy piece of trash here,

and I don't appreciate you

getting my daughter
mixed up in it.

I told you 21 years old
ain't nothing but trouble.

I ought to drop him...
Oh, James.

A college thesis
can't be dirty...

can it?

No.

I interviewed a cross-section
of ghetto residents

and asked them
about their sexual behavior.

Yeah, well, it still don't sound
like Mother Goose to me.

Just tell me one thing, baby.
What does it say on page 25?

My interview with Thelma

helped to prove
a strong theory I have.

You see, in broken homes
with just one parent,

there's a high percentage
of loose attitudes towards sex.

He's right, James.

That's what Thelma's
interview's about.

It says so right here.

"But in homes with
a solid family foundation,

"especially a strong
father figure,

"the incidence
of unwanted pregnancies

is almost nonexistent."

You mean page 25
is clean?

It sure is.

And that's all
Thelma's interview

was all about.

It makes real nice reading too.

What did you say was
the reason for Thelma's low...

Incidence.

"Homes with a solid
family foundation."

No, I mean the part
after that.

Oh, "strong father figures."

Yeah.

That's the part.

Hey, uh, Thelma,
what's keeping you, girl?

Don't you know your date's
out here waiting on you?

Hi, Eddie.

Hi, Thelma.
Wow, you look great.

Thanks.

Thank you, Daddy.

Mm-hm. Have
a nice time, baby.

We will, Daddy.

Good night,
Mr. and Mrs. Evans.

Good night. You take care
of my little girl, now.

You know, if Eddie needs
more work on his thesis,

he can come up here
and fire away anytime,

because like he said
in the paper,

I'm the expert on how
to raise kids, right?

Right.

Junior, what you doing
home so early?

It ain't but 8:00.

It was a bad scene, man.

I knocked on the girl's door,

her father answered the door,

smelled the mouthwash
on my breath,

saw the gleam in my eye,

and slammed the door
right in my face.

Score one for another family
with a strong father figure.

* Mmm... *

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out of the window *

* Watching the asphalt grow *

* Thinking how
it all looks hand-me-down *

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* Keeping your head
above water *

* Making a wave when you can *

* Temporary layoffs *

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