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Yeah. Y'all, got them CDs and DVDs.

-What's up, baby?

-What's good?

-How you?

-Ain't sh*t.

All right.

You got that new

Bad Boys II soundtrack?

Do I? And the sh*t is fire, dun.

I'm selling out every day

on that right there.

Yeah, y'all, CDs, DVDs...

Man, I told you. You can't be marrying

my sister, you ain't got no paper.

I ain't having it.

What's up, youngblood,

you can't speak?

What's up, man?

I'll come holler at you later on.

Let me finish this.

Hey, you know what I heard

they pay these chicks in these videos?

Pay them a ham sandwich.

They don't get a dime shaking their ass

in the camera like that.

Yeah. I f***ed around

with a little video chick one time.

Wait. What?

What do you mean?

You saw her in the club?

You bumped into her on the way

to the bathroom in the club?

Come on, man.

Quit clowning me, man.

Stay out of my business, all right?

I don't love them hos.

I like me a gangster b*tch.

Pretty but gangster.

You know what I'm saying?

It's all right. It's all right.

F*** that. Yeah, all right.

Damn, son. I'm saying, why don't you

just date dudes, then, man?

-What? Oh.

-Take that ho with you, son.

If there ain't no water in here,

I'm telling you I'm gonna be crazy.

Tell your mom I'm gonna call her later

about that information.

-Ali. What's good, my man?

-What up, L?

Hey, man, you know me, man.

I'm always good.

Another day, another hustle.

I'm about to go to work, so, you know,

came to get my newspaper.

I'm about to go to work, so, you know,

came to get my newspaper.

My water. You know you're running

out of water, right?

You'd better get on your man.

And, this bag of chips

and you already know...

A man after my own heart...

Yeah. That's fresh. Yeah, I like that.

So how much I owe you?

-$2.50.

-$2.50?

-$2.50.

-$2.50?

-It was $2.50 yesterday.

-All right.

Damn. I gotta count this out.

You know what I'm saying?

Ten...

Yo, I'm gonna owe you 30 cents,

all right?

-No. No, dude.

-I'm good for it.

What is it you don't understand?

No credit. The sign is right there.

It says, "No credit."

Look, there's even an exclamation point.

Oh, that's what you're talking about.

You want the credit.

-Oh, thank you, Ali...

-No. No, dude, I'm serious.

I can't let you off anymore.

Every day you come in here,

go through your pants

and realize you ain't got no money.

Maybe if you counted your money

before you come in here,

you realize you don't have enough

to buy what you want.

Come on, man. I come in here

every day. You know what I'm saying?

You're getting rich off us out here.

How you gonna spaz on me with...

Hold on, hold on,

hold on, hold on, hold on.

-Who the hell you think is getting rich?

-You!

Dude, you think I'd be out here

working 16 hours a day

-if I was getting rich?

-Damn, 16 hours.

That's why we don't accept IOUs.

Man, give me this, man. I'll give you

the 30 cents tomorrow, all right?

I was going to be one myself

at one time, you know.

Super!

When you gonna fix my sink, man?

You come over to my house

from a week ago,

and you don't come back, man.

I haven't forgotten about you, Beatrice.

As soon as the company

brings the stuff,

you're gonna be first on my list.

This man full of sh*t.

I'll soon report him to me landlord.

Sure. You know how much

they report him already?

-Morning, George.

-Hey.

Good morning, Mrs. Thompson.

Coming from work, I see.

Yes.

-How's CJ?

-Oh, he's fine. Thank you.

Figured out which school

he's gonna go to yet?

Yes, indeed.

He will be going to Penn State

in the fall. Full academic scholarship.

Good Jesus!

-I know you must be proud.

-Oh, very much. Very much so.

-Well, I'm not gonna hold you up.

-All right.

I know you gotta go get your rest. Okay?

By the way, George. I got a leak coming

down from my ceiling in the bathroom.

Could you...

I'll be up there in half an hour.

Maybe just a little bit more. Okay?

-Thanks a lot.

-Okay.

-Good morning, ladies.

-Morning!

Did you hear that woman?

Bragging about her child,

like he's the only one

doing right or in college.

Did I tell you my son Trevor

got accepted to college, too?

Is he? But isn't he about 32?

So what? It ain't never too late.

Thank you.

Anyway, he's taking two night classes

-at Medgar Evers Community College.

-Good for him.

-James!

-Hey, babe, good morning.

Papi, I overslept.

You didn't wake me up.

Now I'm late for work.

Babe, you didn't come to bed

until almost 3:
00 this morning.

You looked so peaceful.

I didn't want to bother you.

Besides, I wanted to surprise you

with breakfast in bed.

But my boss is gonna kill me.

Babe, you can work from home.

You do it all the time.

-Hey, how do you want your eggs?

-No, thank you.

Man.

She done ruined my whole mack mood.

Oh, hey, Ma.

Hey, handsome.

How was your evening?

It was good.

You know, same old, same old.

Well, do you want me

to do something for you?

You want me to make you some tea

or something like that?

-Oh, could you?

-You know I got you.

You're getting ready for work?

Yeah. I'm gonna leave in about

Where is The View?

I like that Star Jones.

You going job-hunting today?

Well, I got a lot to do

in the house today.

I don't know yet.

Claudine, hold up.

What?

You don't think I wanna find a job?

No one's saying

that you don't want to find a job.

Well, you think this is easy?

I haven't had a steady job in two years.

-You think I like this sh*t?

-You don't need to curse at me, James.

-I'm just asking.

-No, no. No, you're not just asking.

All right? Nobody's "just asking."

I hate when people say that.

When I got laid off,

the economy was already jacked up.

I mean, how was I to know that

the terrorists would drop the bomb

on us, right here in New York.

-Hey, baby.

-Hey, baby.

I see you found your breakfast okay.

-What?

-Got to go.

-What?

-Listen, I'm late for work.

I'll be home from work around 7:00,

all right?

-Already?

-One sec.

-Wait.

-Love you.

Wait, baby, wait.

I wanted to surprise you, but...

I made reservations for us tonight

at the Jazz Lounge.

Jazz Lounge?

I want to celebrate my baby

getting his promotion.

Damn. You know, I tell you, I must have

done something really special

in my past life to get loved up

with someone as fine as you.

Nubian queen. I'll tell you.

Look, I got to go.

Hey, have fun on your day off.

First of all, your mother plays Xbox.

My mother has a job.

What took you so long?

I thought you wasn't coming

to see me no more.

Is that what you thought?

James, you've been supported

every month, all right?

I'm sorry that I don't

pat you on the back daily

just because you tried

to get a job today,

which is something you're supposed

to be doing every single day.

You know... Yo, check this.

I tell you what. Yo, I'm not here

to be a burden on no one.

Okay? So how about

I do my thing, you do your thing.

I'll move out, so that way you don't

have to stress out why I'm tripping.

All right. I mean, if that's how you feel...

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