Saturday Church Page #2

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sexy at the same time?

Um...

Like Melanie Griffith

from Working Girls.

I like it, yeah.

Yeah?

- See?

- Please, what he know?

Oh, don't mind them,

they're all banshee-ass queens.

Excuse me, watch your mouth,

I ain't banshee.

Honey, honey,

look at these hoops, though.

Girl, my client bought

them at Zales, baby.

So, um, are you

living in the streets?

No, I live with my mother.

Uh, do you guys live

with your parents?

Um...

My mom kicked me out,

like, a very long time ago.

Like, this?

It don't fly down south.

Mm-hmm, ain't that the T?

Listen, none of us

live with our parents.

I live by myself.

Yeah, I stayed at Martha's

for a while,

but I'd rather sleep on

the streets than that sh*t.

Kids be getting

bed bugs and sh*t.

It's like,

it's really disgusting.

Yo, I got my purse

stolen from there,

the Chanel one.

Girl.

Alright,

I'm gonna go get seconds.

Do you want anything, Ulysses?

I'm fine, thanks.

Yo, can you get me some chicken?

Get it your damn self.

- Will you knock it off?

- Where were you last night?

- I was looking for work.

- I'm gonna tell Aunt Rose.

Didn't you learn

about running your mouth?

Abe!

What do you think you're doing?

Stop acting crazy.

Can you please

help me with this?

You didn't get my candy?

I'm sorry, I forgot.

Here.

Give me that, thank you.

Be quick.

Like he needs any more energy.

You're so quiet.

I'm okay.

Things working out okay

with your Aunt Rose?

Yeah, I thought so.

She is difficult, trust me.

I've had to deal with her

a lot longer than you.

She's a good person deep down.

Having her around is more than

I ever could have asked for.

I never found those stockings.

I thought we talked about this.

- This needs to stop.

- I said I'll stop.

You said that before.

Things are hard enough as it is.

- Baby, what are you...

- I said it'll stop.

Got it.

Good.

Do you have something

to say about the other day?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

It won't happen again.

Good.

I signed you up

to be an acolyte.

Okay.

You're so stupid.

Girl, let me tell you

about this date last night.

B*tch, this

motherf***er came over,

the one I was

talkin' to you about.

Sits on my bed, whips out

this big-ass-humongous dick,

and I'm like, if you

expect me to sit on that,

you better believe the price

just went up fiercely.

Date, my ass. B*tch.

- He kissed me, okay?

- B*tch, and then he paid you.

So?

What's the matter with that?

Girl, you know

that ain't no date.

Oh, God. What about you?

When was your first time?

Um...

Baby, she ain't talkin'

about for coins.

We know you ain't done that.

- Yet.

- Don't "yet" his ass.

Raymond Jackson,

you on thin ice, baby,

- Okay.

- Thin ice.

About to roll your ass up.

Have you

ever painted your face?

- No.

- What are you,

friggin' Mother Theresa

over here?

Actually, let's do some

Princess Diaries sh*t.

This pink nuvo, b*tch,

will look over on that mug.

I swiped

that sh*t at K-Mart.

Target, I don't do K-Mart.

- Uh, I don't know if I...

- Relax.

It's not gonna hurt you.

Now purse your lips.

Now blot.

Get into that mug.

Tell me that's not some

Taraji P. Henson sh*t

right there.

I don't see nothin' special.

He looks beautiful.

Thank you.

Goodnight, my sweetness.

Goodnight, Ulysses.

Goodnight, Aunt Rose.

Abe.

Enough with the TV,

it's time for bed.

Abe?

Go to bed.

What are you...

When I was your age,

my dad taught me

how to play piano,

so I figured I'm gonna

do the same with you, alright?

- Sorry.

- Babe, what are you doing?

- I just have to see.

- Give me some alone time.

- I just got home.

- I know.

I'm not goin' anywhere

- anytime soon, just...

- Okay.

Well, let me just,

I just wanna see how he's doin.

- Let the boys be boys.

- Okay, fine.

All right, so...

Basically,

what you're gonna do is

put this hand right here.

-

- Give me that other hand.

We're gonna place

that right here.

Okay.

Tap the first key

with this finger.

Your mom's never

gonna tell you this,

but this song

actually helped me to get her.

- You goin' to the ball?

- I'm thinkin' about it.

The competition is going

to be really crazy this year.

You should see what

Cocoa is comin' up with.

You ever been?

You should come to

Vogue Nights next week.

It's smaller, weekly.

You should come.

Sure.

Good.

Right, I'm gonna piss, find

somethin' to drink, you want?

- I'm cool.

- Cool.

So?

What?

You know what I'm talkin' about.

It is okay to like that boy.

Raymond is one of the good ones.

Is there anything I should know?

You'll get there.

Just take your time

and no need to rush.

You ever have a boyfriend?

None that ever lasted.

You forget my face

And you forget my name

And you forgot our bliss

'Cause love

Is an endless kiss

For you, I broke my body

For you, I gave my soul

For you, I wept these tears

And you, you were never here

Like whispers

Of an untold story

Like wishes that

Never come true

It's vicious

And leaves you hungry

Left lonely

It's the condition of love

It's the condition of love

It's the condition of love

It's the condition of love

It's the condition of love

Abe?

Abe, if you're gonna watch TV,

you're gonna fold clothes, too.

Aunt Rose,

doesn't make me fold anything.

Aunt Rose isn't your mother,

so get off your little butt

and help us fold

some clothes, please.

Thank you.

How's school?

It's fine.

Are your grades okay?

Yeah.

Can I get more

than a one-word answer, please?

They're good.

I hear you're quite

the celebrity at church.

- Do we have to talk?

- Excuse me?

I don't feel like talking.

Who do you think

you're speaking to?

Okay.

Listen, the level of disrespect

needs to stop tonight.

Do you understand me?

This isn't easy for any of us.

- I am trying my best.

- Try harder.

Ulysses.

Try to pay attention

and don't give it

to your girlfriend.

May the best woman or man win.

Big five hundred dollars!

B*tch,

Get your girlfriends up

Vogue, b*tch, Vogue,

Like two one time, Vogue

Turn like undeniable

Vogue like you're desirable

Now Vogue, b*tch, Vogue

On the count of three,

I want you to serve it for me

Show me what you got girl,

B*tch you are hot

Show me what you got

B*tch, b*tch make it hot

Show me what you got

Show me what you got

Show me, show me, show me

Word.

Give them a round of applause.

Only one is gonna be

$500 richer tonight.

All right, judges,

who do you want?

One in the front.

One in the back.

Two in the back.

Grand prize, Zenobia!

The next category

is battle of the supermodels.

This is for the runway

of the year.

Taking it from the back

and puff it, and walk it,

and storm it, and serve it.

This is R to the U-N way

Twerk it, servin' it every day

Servin' like a supermodel

You're lookin'

Like a next top model

What you know about style,

Forget that style

B*tch, you better

Serve and twirl for it

So, we'll see you

competing at the next one?

You'll need to get yourself

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