Beauty Shop Page #2

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You know what?

Lynn, I got this.

Why don't you go finish

setting Mrs. Dexter for me?

I don't know. I was just supposed

to shampoo till an available chair opens.

Well, do you see me at my chair?

No.

Then it's open.

Go ahead, girl, do your thing.

Come on back.

- So tell me about this dinner party.

- Big, big party.

But, don't worry,

I've got everything under control.

I have caterers,

the kids all have play dates...

- Well, that's good to hear.

- Life is good.

You know,

life is just really, really good.

You havin' problems with Steven again?

Yeah, I am.

He just looks at me

like he hates me.

- He does.

- Come on, now.

He doesn't hate you.

Don't even worry about it.

I got my special conditioner

to take care of that, so...

You know, I just don't know what to do.

I try to please him.

I do everything.

I've bought sex toys.

Did you get any

of them Chinese balls?

- Do you think that'll work?

- Oh, man.

That's the move right there.

I mean, I hear

they make men go crazy.

You just sneak 'em up in there

and then go...

I don't know about that!

...out.

- Shampooer.

I guess.

So don't forget you gotta drink

a lot of water, take those vitamins,

and come on back next week.

Let me give you

another treatment, okay?

Thank you, Gina.

Your cream has just saved my hair.

- Oh, Terri, come on.

- Thank you.

Take care now. Have fun!

- You're so sweet!

- Don't stress!

Hello, shampooing girl.

Have you gone cuckoo clock in the head?

I don't remember saying

you could leave the shampooing area.

You are the shampooing girl.

You should be shampooing, no?

Lynn! Girl, you got

some skills on you!

Look at this. This is great!

- I hope I didn't get her in trouble.

- I hope not.

So, this is not the way

we do things here at Jorge's, ja?

Look, I know

it wasn't proper protocol,

but you were gone,

and I was busy and Lynn...

Look, Lynn has her license.

So I just told her to take a shot.

So you told her to take a shot.

Yeah.

And she dunked it.

I don't care

if she dunked it, alley-ooped it,

touch-downed it, or any

of your other little street colloquialisms.

You don't get to give shots

here at Jorge's, okay?

I give the shots...

unless you're diabetic.

Right? The stylists here, they work

for me, they don't work for you.

So if you wish

to continue working here,

I suggest that you

get with the program

and you give me

some proper respect, ja?

I showed you the proper respect

when I took care of your client

while you took a Pilates class.

So you wish to altercate with me?

You have no idea

what I wish to do with you.

You know, you act

like you own me or something.

Gina, Gina, of course I do.

Without me, you would be

back in Chicago, baby,

washing hair

in your mama's kitchen.

Now you wanna talk

about my mama?

So do I own you?

Technically,

as in "have papers on you"? No.

Get your fingers out my face.

I've given you the lifestyle

that you have grown accustomed to.

Get your fingers out my face.

And, like all things, what Jorge giveth,

Jorge can also taketh away.

You know what, Jorge?

I don't need a damn thing from you.

You hear me?

And you cannot "taketh"

anything away from me.

You know, matter of fact,

I giveth it back. I quit.

- Oh, you quit?

- Yeah. I don't need this.

Shoot. I quit.

Outta here.

Snatch my picture off the wall.

Everybody knows I am the sh*t

all up and through Jorge's.

And what's up

with the K-Mart thing, huh?

Is it 'cause I'm black?

Is it 'cause I'm black?

'Cause I'm black?!

Let me tell you something, baby.

You're nothing without me.

You're going to fall flat on your ass,

I promise you that.

Well, I got a little cushion.

You wanna kiss it?

I didn't think so!

- What you doin' up?

- Can't sleep.

I miss him.

- So do I.

- Wait a minute.

Does this mean I'm gonna have

to leave music school now?

No. Why would you

say that, Vanessa?

Because, Mom... you got fired.

No. I quit.

There's a difference.

Please. If I wanted to go get

a job tomorrow at a shop, I could.

But that's not where my heart is.

It's time I owned somethin'.

I can't approve this,

not for this much.

But didn't you read my business plan

or my letters of recommendation?

All very impressive, but...

But...

Miss Norris, see, you're

missing what we like to call here

at Southern Mutual

and Savings "the three C's."

- Credit, collateral...

- Color.

No. I was gonna say capital,

which is something

that you could earn

by acquiring

one of our secured credit cards,

as opposed to you

throwing around your... race one.

And that's my lunch calling me,

but nature's calling me first.

So, Miss Norris,

good day to you.

Don't kill me.

Stay still, now, or I'ma mess around

and take your eye out.

Relax, woman.

There. Okay, okay.

Let me get a look at you.

All right.

There.

A new face at the bank.

- You like it?

- Oh, you...

I guess that's a "yes,"

or is that the way you fight?

No. I like it. I love it.

I haven't seen this woman in years.

Well, now you got her back.

Try not to lose her.

All right, go get

that cutie bank manager now.

Loan approved.

What?

You got your loan.

I got it? Oh, yes!

Go Gina,

it's your birthday

I got a hundred-fifty thou',

a hundred-fifty thou'

- No, Gina, no, no.

- A hundred-fifty...

No, I... No, we...

Not quite that much.

That's cool.

I'll take a hundred thousand!

- No, no, Gina.

- What? What? No?

What? Like 95? 85?

- I can work with sev... Lower than that?

- Thirty.

Thirty thousand dollars?

What kind of shop can I buy with that?

Lord Jesus, have mercy!

Look like somebody swallowed

the '70s and threw it up in here.

Now, Gina, I've been

in some messed up salons, but damn!

Girl, this is just straight-up nasty!

Thanks, Darnelle.

Tell me how you really feel.

What's that supposed to be?

Looks like some kind of skylight.

Mama, that look like a big ol' hole

in the ceilin' to me.

I got an electrician

coming to look at that tomorrow.

Listen to that.

Whoever's up there can play.

And they need to stop.

The realtor told me I'd be inheriting

a few stylists, not a whole damn band.

Well, Gina, let's just look

at the blessing in it.

You've got your own beauty shop!

Be happy. It's yours!

Come on,

let's make this place sparkle!

I'm ready!

Let's turn this into Gina's!

Turn that music on!

There we go...

Madam C.J.

Hi, can I help you?

Yes, ma'am.

I received a message yesterday.

Joe's Electrical Repairs.

I'm Joe.

I found your business card

on Miss Angeline's desk,

and I was guessing

you had done some work here before?

A little. Miss Angeline

wasn't exactly into repair and upkeep.

- Who you telling?

- Well, it looks nice.

- You've done a great job with it.

- Thank you.

And you are?

I'm Gina. Sorry.

And this is my mother-in-law,

that's Paulette and her daughter Darnelle.

- And that's my baby, Vanessa.

- Ladies.

So, you're familiar with the place.

How bad is it?

The place needs a lot of work.

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