Baby Boy Page #2

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Whatever, Jody.

All right, y'all have a good time.

Mama, remember your curfew.

You need money?|I got some change for you.

Jody, you ain't got no money.

Bring me back a Fatburger,|on the real, little cheese.

Go in the house!

You be careful with my mama, man.

Got that pure cake.|No butter, no sugar.

Straight, like my brother's soul.|We got pound cake.

-Give me some pound cake.|-Here you go, brother.

Thank you, brother.|Have a good day.

Today I begin a new life.

I am the master of my abilities...

...and today will be a great|and beautiful day.

What?

I said, today I begin a new life.

I am the master of my abilities...

...and today will be a great|and beautiful day.

Pillows, pillows. Goose down, $35.

Pea, are you a buyer or a seller?

What?

Videos, homie. Videos.

DVD, CDs, Master P,|Charlie's Angels.

Look at yourself.

How many millionaires you got on?

I count at least three.

What are you talking about?

Pea! Look around, man.

You see what I see? I see money.

Look at my man there selling T-shirts.

A brother selling pies and papers.|Cake Man over there.

Everybody moving, making money, right?

While we standing still, being broke.

I figured all this sh*t out, man.|All this.

The world moves forward|through transactions.

Commerce, nigga.

The exchange of goods and services.

All the real ballin',|successful folks are sellers.

All the broke people playing|catch-up are buyers.

I ain't trying to go out like that.|I'm gonna be a seller.

I'm gonna get my own business.

Change the game.

You want to sell clothes?

Like the man who came to the phone|company selling dresses. Remember?

Cute ass.

-Women's or men's clothes?|-Women's.

Women buy clothes every other day.

But you need to know about women.

I know all about females.

You hear your son?

-You're a bad boy.|-Believe me.

Are you trying to be a salesman|or a shyster?

You buy from a shyster,|you feel like you got took.

You buy from a good salesman|and you feel lucky.

A good salesman makes you|feel so good...

...you'll go back again to give|more and more money.

That sounds like sex.

-What else should I know?|-Sizes.

You gotta know a woman's size|on sight.

Don't wait for her to tell you.|Just know.

-Compliment them, even if they ugly.|-Especially if they are.

-Like Bernice.|-She's big.

They'll be your regulars.

You need to know her favorite|color, what's in season....

And fabrics.|How it feels on our skin.

What's an average size?

I'm a size 5-6. That's average.

For who? A white girl?

Jody, I'm a size 1 6|and that's average too.

-Remember that, you'll make money.|-It's best on payday.

Rachel?

My name is Joseph Summers.|My friends call me Jody.

You want to be my friend?

I wonder if I could|talk to your customers...

...show them my merchandise.

I didn't want to come in and talk|to people without your blessing.

What you selling?

You see this? That's your color.

You're an earth-tone woman.|It match your hair.

Feel how soft that is right there.|See that?

See? See how soft that is?

This is from Paris, France.

You'll change the game with this.|It's couture.

Girl, that's polyester blend.|You pop it in the dryer and go.

This dress is perfect for you.

It's an all-purpose style.|All-purpose dress.

You know what that means?

You can wear it to work,|go straight to happy hour.

Them pants got happy hour|written all over them.

Baby, I ain't gonna lie to you.

Them is one of a kind. Explosive!

You see anyone with them pants on,|you can come bite me.

It ain't happening.

How much?

I'll let it go for $40.

Forty dollars?!

Look, $35. That's the lowest I can go.|You're killing me.

Okay, 35.

Thank you.|I'll squeeze my tiny ass in this...

...and upstage these b*tches in here.|You like it? Cute.

One...

...two hundred, three....

That's four hundred dollars!

That is crazy!

Lord, that's crazy.|That is crazy. Okay.

Come on, dog.

I like!

It look good.|Your mama look fly, don't she?

Your mama look good?

-I got another surprise.|-What?

That beautiful dress, my son looking|nice.... We're doing big things!

What'd you do to my car?

I got them tinted windows done.

I got some 1 0s from my Mexican homies.

I told you she'd like that.|Daddy got taste.

Want some breakfast?

--I learned so many|incredible secrets.

When placing ads in newspapers...

...just one secret I can show you|can make you a fortune.

Nice, huh? State of the art.

Yeah. This is the bomb.

-Mama didn't say she got a new TV.|-She didn't know. It's a surprise.

Oh, yeah?

I have to hook up the VCR|and set the timer...

...so she can see--

I hooked it up and set it already.|Pass the remote, youngster.

Let me show you how it works.

I got this bad boy|from my man for free.

You know how much it costs|in one of them electronic stores?

-It cost a grip.|-You got that right.

But we black folks|live by the barter system.

You know about that?

When black folks had no money,|we traded for things.

My man give me this TV 'cause I did|some work for him back in the day.

You know, shot a couple niggas,|cut up some folk. Dumb sh*t.

I was like you, Jody.|Young, dumb and out of control.

I did a dime.

Ten years straight|in San Quentin and Folsom.

All over some dumb sh*t. But you?

You're smarter than I was at your age.

I gotta hand it to you.|You're smart.

You're no killer like me. That's good.

I was bad.|I ain't had my dome straight.

But, Jody, peep this. On the real.

Me and your mama|are getting real serious...

...so I'm gonna be|around here for a while.

I ain't trying to be your daddy|or nothing, but if you need advice...

...feel free to talk to me.

'Cause I seen it all...

...and I done it all to the full.

You may think you see new sh*t|out here, but it's just...

...a rerun to me.

You know what I'm saying?

Mama?

Mama, have you got this nigga|living up in here now?

-Can't I have a life?|-You got a life!

Them days are over. I ain't|like Big Mama. I got to have fun.

You have fun. Why can't I?

But why does the man|have to live here?

He a killer,|and you got him in the kitchen...

...scrambling eggs|and drinking the Kool-Aid?

He was making me breakfast!

All right.

What am I supposed to do?|Roll over and die?

You gonna kick me out?

You gonna kick me out?

Let me know now.|I don't need no surprises.

I do. Surprise me and move out.

You could learn from Melvin.

He's done well for himself.|He's turned his life around.

He has his own business. I don't have|to force him to get a job!

You're not a baby no more, Jody.|You need to grow up.

You got your own family. Why don't you|and Yvette get a place together?

Why are you so afraid to grow up|and be a man? Leave the nest.

I am a man.

So you're kicking me out?

What for? To be with this nigga?|You don't even know him.

What do you mean, "leave the nest"?|You didn't! This is Grandma's house!

I don't have to leave|if you never did!

What are you talking about?

Mama needs a life too.

F*** you, bro.

Can you tell your son something?

No, I'm not in it.

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