Madea's Family Reunion Page #8

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of God's heart for me...

of how he pursued me...

and loved me...

even when I didn't love myself.

You held my hand|in the darkness...

and you pulled me out|into the light.

I love you,|Frankie Henderson.

You are my light...

and it doesn't|matter what happens...

in this life...

as long as you're with me.

When I look at you...

I know that there's a God...

and that he loved me so much...

that he took the time|to create you...

just for me.

I love you...

past my mind...

beyond my heart.

I love you for my soul...

and that's the space...

where only you and God dwell.

After that...

there is nothing to say.

Kiss your bride.

You really are|a beautiful couple.

Really beautiful.

Yeah, you're on the mark.

You must be Carlos, man.

- Yes.|- How you doin'?

- I'm good.|- Good to meet you.

Is it that obvious?

What, that you're Carlos?

- I'm Carlos.|- Yeah, it is.

- I'm Carlos.|- I can tell.

Maybe we can|get this take again.

- Yeah.|- Ok. All right.

And, action.

Excuse me.

I'm a little old.|I can't hold it.

That's OK.

They tell me you're gonna|take her out somewhere.

Yep. I'm gonna take her out.

Oh. Where you goin'?

Just this place|around the corner.

It's a nice Italian place.

That ain't where you goin'.|You're going to a poetry bar.

That's true.|We're going to a poetry bar.

- Let's start over.|- Ok.

Read the script next time.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

I don't even know|where you at.

Am I loose enough?

The year is 2045...

and I am Michael Jackson...

and we're on tour|with my brothers.

Here's my brother, Jermaine.

Do you remember him?

This is my brother Tito.

And you gotta|remember little Janet.

Ya'll still here at the movies?|It's over.

You can go home now.|You enjoy yourself?

Lord have mercy.

Honey, don't bring your|baby to the movie no more.

That is rude as hell.

People trying to watch|this movie and you bring...

that crying child in here|through the whole movie.

What is your problem?|I hate that.

Why they sell popcorn|at a movie theater?

That is the loudest|food you can have.

Why don't ya'll get|something else?

Get something that|don't cause no noise.

And look at Junebug|back in the back...

with a video camera|trying to bootleg it.

You know they waiting on|to get something.

You see her over there?

You see her?

That dress is too small.

Pull your pants up, honey.|Them ain't lowriders.

Her butt just too big.

She couldn't get 'em up.

Lord have mercy.|All right, go on.

The movie over.|I'll see you later.

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