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I don't understand why you

don't know where my pills are!

You know, any time

I ask Nicole for my pills

she has put them in a strategic

place for me to find them.

- Nicole, Nicole, Nicole!

- Where is my book?

You got somethin'

to say to me, sis?

I do.

Where the hell

have you been?

Working my ass off.

Where else, Brandy?

I have a life.

I have my own family.

So how dare you run off and

leave me holdin' the bag?

Well, you don't think

I'd like those things

particularly

in that order?

I would, okay?

But how am I supposed

to get those things

if all I do is work

and take care of moms?

- Hi, Nicole.

- Hi, moms.

Did you save me

that piece of cake?

I forgot.

See? See?

Okay, from now on, I'm

gonna get my fair share.

I will help out with moms with

you, but not instead of you

because what I will not do

is I will not give up

my life.

I know you don't think that

I have a life, but I do.

And I will not give it up, so

that you can live yours. Okay?

- Moms, sit down.

- Okay.

I will help out

as best as I can.

- But I am a grown woman.

- I know.

Which means, I have to live

my life for myself, okay?

- Okay. Okay.

- Not just for you.

That was easier than I

thought it was gonna be.

This is non-negotiable.

Okay.

I got it, thank you.

I can't believe

she ate my cake.

- That's so wrong.

- Sorry

That's okay.

Hello?

I've got an all-points

bulletin out

on a super-cute,

Taser-packin', badass.

Would you happen to have a

20 on her current location?

Is there a badass here?

- Ma.

- Ma.

What?

Why are you on my phone?

- Because it rang and you were talking.

- Mom.

Why would you

answer her phone?

Because it was under

my butt cheek.

Uh, where's

Nicole Stevens?

Uh, yes. Is this, uh, building

manager, Michael Evans?

I think I ate the cake.

[laughs]

I love you, mom.

I love you too.

I like that phone

feeling though.

[laughs]

Well, the twenty on

Nicole Stevens

is that she is currently

walkin' into her bedroom

and takin' off her uniform

in preparation for a nice,

hot bubble bath.

So you tell me. Who's

thinking like a criminal now?

So you ready for me to

kick your ass in checkers?

Wanna try Candyland?

You did your hair?

Yeah, you like it?

It's not bad

for an old lady.

You know I'm a grandma?

- No, sh*t!

- Uh-huh. You got kids?

Uh-huh.

Oh, my God.

They twins?

[indistinct chatter]

In the old barn

Okay I wanna go home

Go home

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Standin' on the corner

Doin' no harm

Along came the man

A real one

Before he finished he

grabbed me in the chest

I said

wait a minute man

Let the jazz

be the rest

But still..

In the old barn

Let me tell you

what I want

I want love

and affection

Not the house

of correction

I want love

And affection

Not the house

of correction

I can't sing oh no

in the old barn

I wanna go home

I wanna go home

Go home

I wanna go home

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