Meet the Browns Page #3

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some money for food?

I'll tell you what... y'all need

to take your asses on

and don't you come

to my job no more.

Huh! Heh.

Come on.

- Let's go.

- Okay.

I'll be right there.

- Cheryl.

- You all right?

- Run. Run!

- Oh my God!

I can't go anywhere

with you, Cheryl!

- You could've hit him in the head.

- So? He deserved it!

- You're going to jail.

- Ay, I don't care.

I've been there, mamacita.

Ai, we need money.

You need money.

I'm gonna rob a bank.

Come on, be serious.

Cheryl, why are

you so crazy?

Because it's fun,

because I like it.

You know what? I've been thinking

a lot about your father.

I think you really should

go down there to Georgia.

- What if he left you something?

- No, Cheryl.

Come on. Why not?

Because I'm tired of getting my hopes up

for things that don't happen.

So what? You have nothing

to lose right now.

Come on, there's the bus.

Watch your step.

Watch your step there.

All right,

have a good day now.

This is country.

You can say that again.

Looks like we gonna

see slaves at any minute.

She look like she about

to fight somebody.

Uh, excuse me,

you must be Brenda.

I told you.

It's Chicken George.

- Yeah.

- I knowed it! I knowed...

I said to myself...

I said, "Self."

Myself said, "Hmm?"

I said, "That's Brenda.

That's got to be her." All these peoples,

I picked you out...

looked you in the face.

Girl, I'm Leroy Brown.

- Hi.

- My friends call me Leroy Brown.

- You can just call me...

- Leroy Brown?

Yeah yeah,

how'd you know?

- This is my daughter Cora.

- Hello, nice to meet you.

- This is my baby.

- Nice to meet you too.

Oh, look at you!

Hey, who are you?

Mommy, I like the clown.

He looks like a flag.

- Yeah.

- Leroy Brown?

You, um... you must be L.B.

Oh no, that's my brother

Larry Brown.

They just call him...

they call him L.B.

Mm-hmm. That's my oldest brother

on my daddy's side.

He told me to come

by here and get y'all.

Yeah. Y'all ready to go?

- Yeah, we're ready.

- Grab your stuff. Let's go.

Oh, I'm glad

y'all made it safely.

Come on. You need

some help with that?

I'll get it. I'll get it.

Here, Cora, hold that.

My back is messed up.

Y'all be careful now.

L.B., he was gonna come to get y'all,

but he had to go somewhere.

He had to go to Bingo,

I think. You see...

Ooh, Lord.

If y'all feel some jerking,

that's my transmission.

It just "snips" sometimes.

I got it fixed at church

the other day. Yeah.

- So how was your ride?

- Oh, it was fine.

- Yes, thank you.

- When my... L.B. told me

I needed to come get you,

he said you's a friend of the family.

I said I'm gonna go get her,

'cause she's a friend of him,

he's a friend of mine.

That's all right.

So where you from?

- Um, Chicago.

- Chicago.

Chicago! That's where them big

buildings is, ain't it?

Yeah, they got

a lot of big buildings.

- Ain't that where that S... Serus Tower?

- The Sears Tower.

Yeah, my daddy...

my daddy just loved it there.

He had a... he was there

and everything. I miss my daddy.

It's going to be

all right, Mr. Brown.

I just can't take it.

Lord, take the wheel.

I want you to look

at the road, Mr. Brown!

Get the wheel!

- Chicago's a nice town.

- Yeah, I like it.

- Mm-hmm.

- See, she likes it.

- I couldn't live there.

- Would you look at the road?

Huh-uh, gimme the South.

Yes, I like the trees of the South.

I don't like it. There's too much

smog and stuff there.

- Yeah?

- My daddy liked it though.

- It's okay, Mr. Brown.

- He was always in Chicago.

It's all right. I want you

to watch the road.

Oh wait, now watch the road!

He just taught me so much.

He taught me how

to dance and swim.

I miss him.

- Now this is when he was a young boy.

- Mm-hmm.

Oh, he was so handsome.

Now over here...

- this is when he married.

- That's my mama.

Oh, wow.

So how you know our daddy?

- Well, my mama...

- Where is everybody? Oh!

- Here we go.

- Y'all Daddy go.

Oh, Lord, help me.

Help me.

Vera, will you get somewhere

and sit down without all that drama?

Go on, y'all, daddy dead!

Vera, get ahold

of yourself now.

Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, I just don't know

what I'm gonna do, y'all.

I can't sleep.

I can't eat.

- You want some cake?

- Oh, yes, cake would help.

That would definitely help me.

Got any rum in that?

I don't know. Here you go.

Oh Lord, who's this big

yellow woman blinding me?

Good Lord, eclipse.

Eclipse!

- This is my daughter Cora.

- Your daughter?!

Brown, I didn't know

your soldiers marched.

Yeah, you remember in school

and you had on them tight pants,

you had a pencil stuck in the pocket?

And then he fell.

- Instant vasectomy.

- D'oh!

That ain't funny.

I got lead poisoning...

on my privacy.

- Good one.

- You do look a little familiar.

- Who's your mama?

- Oh, um... Madea.

Madea!

- Brown, that's just nasty.

- Oh, you don't know my mother.

You gonna roll up on me?

Hell to the no!

I got my purse.

I got something for you.

- Bring it!

- Don't go gospel gangster on her, baby.

Just relax.

That's your Aunt Vera.

What? Ain't no auntie of mine

acting like that.

- She drinks and smokes.

- Sit down.

- Sit down.

- You can't tell me to calm.

- Please excuse my mother.

- Oh, this is your cousin Will.

- He a doctor... a "gonorrheacologist."

- Oh!

- A gynecologist.

- Oh, okay. Nice to meet you.

Same thing.

Brown, I want to know

what these strangers

are doing here

during our time of bereavement.

- Vera, don't be so mean!

- How are y'all doing? I'm Will.

- Vera's son.

- Hello.

Who are you?

Now wait... hey hey hey!

Hey, Brown,

this your daughter too?

I'm Brenda

and this is Michael,

Lena and Tosha.

Brenda came down

for the funeral.

- Where'd she come from?

- Chicago.

Daddy! Daddy!

- Okay, Ma.

- My daddy lived in Chicago long ago.

Help me, Jesus!

Come on, y'all. I'm gonna show you

where you're gonna sleep.

- Oh, thank you.

- Just go on up the stairs

- and turn to your left.

- See you later.

- Good night.

- Mm-hmm.

And, Vera, you all can sleep

in Pop Brown's old room.

Oh, now I ain't sleeping in some room

some dead man died in.

I've been sleeping

with a dead man for years.

- Hey!

- You following us or something?

No. It's my hometown.

I live here.

- What are you doing here?

- Minding my business.

Oh yes, that's Harry.

Yo, hey, Harry!

- Hey, Mr. Brown.

- You doing all right?

- Yeah.

- Yeah yeah yeah.

Sorry to hear

about your daddy.

Oh, it's okay. People's dying

that ain't never died before.

Yeah, he's in a better place now.

Mm-hmm, he gone to heaven.

What's up, Harry?

How you doing, man?

- Big Will!

- Long time no see.

- I know.

- Thanks for coming. What's going on?

Just came by to pay

my condolences.

Oh, you ain't got to pay

for nothing.

We got $25,

everything is covered.

Yeah, Daddy left a big insurance

policy for that much.

Hey, Mike, I was watching you

from upstairs.

- You're pretty good.

- Oh, thanks.

He just needs

to watch his elbow.

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