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Dirty Laundry Page #9
- Yeah.
I got a lot of orders,
you know, with, uh-
- Yeah.
Could you put that soap powder
over there for me?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- You all right?
- Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine. I'm just fine. Ooh!
Now, you go on and get out
of here with your rusty butt.
- I can't do nothing with you botherin' me.
- Excuse me.
I can't get no work done.
Oh.
Sheldon.
Oh, baby.
[Crying]
Oh, baby.
Sheldon, baby, what you doin'?
You're supposed to be helpin' Mama.
- Come over here and get these clothespins for me.
- [Crying]
- Sheldon!
- What?
You hear me talkin' to you.
Come over here and get these clothespins!
What is wrong with you, boy?
Give it here. Give it here.
Stop all that crying.
Do you hear me? The last-
The last thing you need to be doin' is all that crying!
Now you should be a man!
I'm tellin' you, I'm gonna tear this thing up.
- Every time I turn around,
you're messin' with this stuff!
- Mama!
Just quit it!
Now do what I tell you. Go ahead.
Get me that clothes basket
like I told you to.
I'm tired of all that crying,
actin' like a little sissy.
[Man Singing]
- [Ends]
- [Shouting]
[Groans]
I have a bad feeling about this.
- This is gonna be fun.
- Oh, obviously you've never been
Barbecued ribs, potato salad...
and a nice helping
of gossip on the side.
- This is the South. Everybody seems nice.
In New York, they spit in your face.
In the South, they smile at you,
then spit in your lemonade.
[Both Laughing]
I love what y'all did
with my cake table.
- Everybody gonna want some of Clarine's cake.
- You like that?
Hello, everybody, and welcome to the Ebenezer
family gospel picnic!
[Cheering, Applauding]
- Are you having a good time?
- Yeah!
All right. And so am I. I see cotton candy,
popcorn, balloons. Everything.
Let's thank our deaconeers for their great work.
- [Cheering]
- Yeah, yeah, Pastor!
All right. And you know we can't do this
without having a great pie-eating contest.
in the pie-eating contest.
- [Cheering]
It's banana supreme.
- Tastes like cake, don't it?
- That is good.
- Oh, Lord
- [Chorus] Oh, Lord
I was burnin' down
- You watched over me
- Oh, Lord
Slowly sinking down
Well, but in my darkest hour
- You stayed with me, Lord
- Stayed with me, Lord
- Oh, Lord
- Oh, dear. Take that one.
- I know it looks bad, but take it.
- Go, boy.
Oh, Lord. Here come
Lettie and her crew.
Hold your wallets and your pocketbooks, y'all,
'cause, you know, Peanut, he steals.
Oh, Sheldon!
Mm-hmm. Saw you in church last Sunday.
Didn't get to talk.
How's everything
in your-your world?
- I'm just fine.
- So how you doing, man?
This is Jimmy Dupree,
owner and proprietor...
of Dupree's World Class
Used Automobiles and Boats.
- My newest husband.
- Oh, Lord
And these are your cousins-
Dre Dre, Trae-Trae, Peanut and Tiny.
Trae- Dre- Oh.
- Ain't they precious?
- Yeah.
- Oh!
- Precious.
- Over there. Way over there.
- Go to the end of the block and make a left.
- Come on, y'all. Come on.
Well, but in my darkest hour
you stayed with me, Lord
- Stayed with me, Lord
- Lord
[Cheering, Applauding]
You want to taste
some of this darkness?
- That's right. It's good.
- That's good.
- Who wants some?
- Her.
I don't see anybody. Have you lost your mind?
You know what?
I'm gonna have to-
No, no. I don't have cake for you, honey.
I don't, but you know what?
A Fabulaxer will work really well on you, I think.
- Thank you. Good night. Have a good day.
- Hold on-
- Everybody say "uh-huh."
- [Crowd] Uh-huh!
Well, it's pie-eating time.
It's time to-
Can't be stoned-looking
and get no cake.
Did you want some, light skin?
Can I help you out?
See, that's a man.
Sheldon!
Ooh. Kelly, Beyonce,
y'all out. Bye. Sheldon!
And here to introduce them
is none other than Brother Henry Elliot!
[Cheering, Applauding]
Hey, everybody. These fellas are gonna
show you how to really eat some pie.
I don't want to leave yet.
What's wrong with you?
Nothing.
I-I just want to go home. Okay?
- Brother, what's your name?
- My name's James.
All right, James.
He look like he started already, don't he?
There's something important
I want to talk to you about.
I've been thinking
about things, and I just-
[Groans]
I need you to know.
- Well, let's talk now.
- What's your name?
- It's Julius.
- All right, Julius.
- No.
- What's your name, brother?
- It's Andrew.
- All right, Andrew.
The last thing I want to do is have
an important conversation...
at some damn church picnic
with my lover who's about to make a scene...
at some damn pie-eating contest.
[All Gasping]
[Together]
Did he say lover?
- Oh, damn it to hell!
- [Exclaiming]
- Oh, boy.
- Holy Lord.
Oh, Lordy. Gay. Gay.
I knew it, but not in my family.
Not in my family.
Not homosexual.
Oh, Lord.
Uh, is this apple or peach?
Anyone?
- Come on, girl. Come on, children.
- Come on, Gabe. Let's go.
Excuse us. Oh.
Uh, this might be the best time for us
to go to the good book.
I know you brought your Bibles,
so pull them out.
Oh, God.
These damn weeds.
Jesus. Oh.
Dinner's gon' be a while, so I brought you
some of those biscuit sandwiches you like.
No, thanks.
I'm not real hungry.
All right.
[Sighs]
You always used to come up here
when you were mad or upset...
or had a fight with somebody.
You were up here a lot.
What do you want, Mother?
Mama, I've been here for two weeks.
Well...
we all did a lot, talked a lot.
We did not listen a lot.
Guess that's partly my fault.
Well, we're just not
the family type.
And I think that we do better apart.
We ain't all cute and cuddly,
but that don't mean-
You know what?
I have made a decision.
I am going back
to New York City tomorrow. Okay?
Please. I don't want you
and Gabe to go.
We're not.
I am.
- So you're that kind of man.
- Mom, look at me.
Do I look like a father figure?
A child just does not fit
into my life right now.
Son, you're making a mistake.
trying to raise a kid.
I wouldn't even know what to do.
- I am terrified that I will mess up his life just like-
- Like I messed up yours?
Look, I've made the decision.
I've already bought the tickets.
Ryan and I are leaving
tomorrow morning. Okay?
You know, you were what-
And you won this big
writing contest in school.
You remember?
It was a big deal.
They printed up your picture
in the paper.
[Sighs]
Printed up some of your writing.
Ooh, and that night, I made this big dinner
with all your favorite foods.
Eugene, he was so jealous,
'cause all he wanted...
Later that night, after
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