Soul Food Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Soul Food Script



            BOYZ II MEN SINGING: You taught me everything

            And everything you've given me

            I always keep it inside

            You're the driving force in my life


            There isn't anything or anyone that I could be

            And it just wouldn't feel right

            If I didn't have you by my side

            Ooh, you were there for me

            To love and care for me

            When skies were gray

            Whenever I was down

            You were always there

            To comfort me

            No one else can be

            What you have been to me

            You will always be

            You will always be the girl in my life

            For all times


            Mama, you know I love you

            You know I love you

            You know I love you


            Mama, you're the queen of my heart

            You are

            Your love is like tears from the stars

            Your love is like tears from the stars

            Mama, I just want you to know

            Mama, I just want you to know

            Lovin' you is like food to my soul

            Lovin' you is like food to my soul

            Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah, yeah

            You are the food to my soul

            AHMAD: My grandma always said...

            "Family pullin' together in times of need makes you strong."

            This here's the story about my family, about our family...

            about the things that pulled us together...

            and things that tried to pull us apart.

            AHMAD: Let's see. Where should I begin?

            EMCEE: Give it up for the last Joseph sister to get married--

            Bird and Lem.

            AHMAD: Aunt Bird's wedding is as good a place as any.

            Everyone who was anyone was there.

            EMCEE: Just the party people to the dance floor.

            If you got more than $ .   let me see you shake it!

            We got food! We got music!

            We got a party happening here!

            There you go, Big Mama!

            AHMAD: That's my mom and dad dancing.

            They got two and a half kids-- me, my sister Kelly...

            and whoever that is in the oven.

            That's Aunt Teri and Uncle Miles--

            Iike Miles Davis.

            They're both lawyers and got big-time dough.

            I'm talkin' dollar bills, y'all.

            The bride is Big Mama's youngest, Aunt Robin.

            We call her Bird 'cause she used to be skinny.

            The groom is my new uncle, Lem.

            Folks are always doggin' him 'cause he's done time in jail.

            MOTHER JOE: Go on, baby. Go pin it on her.

            AHMAD: That's Big Mama there. Big Mama Joe.

            People always said she never made one enemy in her life...

            'cause if she did...

            she'd feed 'em her green beans, sweet potato pie...

            and Southern fried chicken...

            and they'd be down with her after that.

            That's my baby.

            AHMAD: Reverend Williams--

            ain't even kin, but he's always got something to say or eat.

            REVEREND WILLIAMS: Mama Joe, how you doin'?

            You lookin' so good.

            Them daughters are looking good, too.

            Especially that Lady Bird.

            I was teasin' her. I said, "Would you marry the Reverend?"

            She said, "If I marry, I need sex every night."

            I said, "Put me down for Tuesday."

            EMCEE: Got to change it up.

            Something new.

            Something new from the underground.

            BIRD: You just take my man. I'll see how you do.

            AHMAD: Oh, and this is Simuel.

            For Bird, he was one of the skeletons in the closet...

            Big Mama said we all had.

            LEM: All right.

            MAXINE: Look who's here.

            TERl: What's he doing?

            MAXINE: I don't know.

            BIRD: Get out of my way.

            SIMUEL: Heh heh. Congratulations.

            MAXINE: Would you look at this fool?

            AHMAD: Lem wasn't doing any better...

            in the "skeletons in the closet" category.

            MAXINE: I'm going to get her. Come on, Teri.

            AHMAD: That was him with his ex, bumpin' and grindin'.

            -Honey? -Hmm?

            Who's Big Mama's favorite grandbaby?

            I am.

            What would my sweet pea do for Big Mama?


            Then go tell Aunt Bird to get her butt in here...

            with her new husband now.

            AHMAD: Being Big Mama's favorite wasn't easy...

            especially when it came to keeping the peace.

            But I always did what she asked...

            even if it meant charging into a bathroom...

            full of fine, half-dressed women.

            MAXINE: Ahmad, what you want?

            -Yo, Bird. -What?

            Big Mama said get your black ass out here.

            Big Mama ain't told nobody to get nowhere.

            Stay out of grown folks' business.

            -Can't believe what I saw. -Me either.

            BIRD: Who invited Simuel?

            MAXINE: I didn't.

            TERl: Doesn't matter. Why were you letting him feel you up?

             MAXINE: Now your man's dancing with some Miss Hootchie Mama...

              Iike there weren't no wedding    minutes ago.

              -Whose man? -Your man, girl.

              BIRD: Oh, hell, no.

              Nobody's disrespecting me on my wedding day.

              MAXINE: That's what I mean.

              BIRD: Excuse me!

              Did you see that dress Miss Thing had on?

              -Did you see her behind? -All up her butt.

              That's what she get--

              draggin' somebody in who ain't got nothin'...

              and puttin' him off on family.

              Family? Puttin' him off on me. I paid for this wedding.

              Teri, why do you always say how you pay for everything?

              'Cause I do.

              Who is that hootchie-cootchie mama...

              with her fat ass all over my husband?

              MAXINE: I told you.

              This is my wedding day! I'm supposed to be happy!

              Shoot. We happy.

              It's supposed to be the happiest day of your life.

              -Everybody's happy. -We're happy.

              But we'd be more happy if we beat that ho' down.

              EMCEE: Yeah! Come on.

              MAXINE: Let's go get her ass.

              EMCEE: She's workin' it on him ! Do it! Do it!

              MAXINE: Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me.

              MAXINE: Excuse me.

              EMCEE: Whoo! Shake it! Shake it! Shake it!

              Go on, Big Mama.

              AHMAD: You see, right there-- that was just like Big Mama.

              Always knowin' how to set things right.

              I used to think we had a special connection...

              Iike we shared an inside joke no one else was in on.

              Then I found out she had the same connection with all of us.

              She was the rock of the Joseph family...

              the one that held us all together.

              the one that held us all together.

              Reverend, that sure was a good sermon today.

              AHMAD: One reason we were so tight...

              is 'cause we always had Sunday dinners at Big Mama's.

              That were a tradition started down in Mississippi...

              when old folks met at church to talk smack...

              and chow down on some good old soul food.

              Big Mama kept the tradition...

              when she and Granddaddy moved to Chicago.

              Holidays, of course, were bigger.

              More folks, more eats, more souls...

              more soul food.

              People would be rolling in from all over.

              Like Uncle Remus, always hittin' folks up 'cause he was broke.

              Before Granddaddy died, he owned a barber shop...

              corner store, and a Laundromat.

              Not bad for a black man in those days.

              Rumor has it Mama Joe's got a big stash of loot hidden away.

              Mama says that's a myth.

              We used to always have eating contests...

              which the Reverend would always win.

              He'd split after he busted slops with my mom and aunties.

              I can still see my dad...

              Iookin' like he wanted to break Reverend Williams' neck.

              Last but not least, there's Big Mama's brother...

              old Uncle Pete...

              who ain't left his room in    years now.

              -Go. -Go.

              AHMAD: Just sits up there, watching TV.

              It's kind of a "Iights on, nobody's home" thing.

              -Let's go! -Let's get out of here!

              AHMAD: Those were the good days, back before things took a turn.

              KELLY: Mama, Mama!

          Uncle Pete's messing with us!

         KENNY: I'm tryin' to do my thing. Can I do my thing?

          Hit me!

          LEM: Take that.

          AHMAD AND MILES SINGING: I got sunshine

          On a cloudy day

          Ooh. No, baby. That's too much.

          Just put about four pinches in.

          How you know how much to put in without using a measuring cup?

          And why we got to eat ham hocks anyway?


          I guess you

          MOTHER JOE: Ham hocks, pig feet, chitlins...

          We learn how to make things taste good by trying things out.

           Soul food cookin' is about cooking from the heart.

            MAXINE: That's right.


            LEM: What's up, mama?

            TERl: Newlyweds.

            If she spent more time with her shop instead of Lem...

            maybe she'd pay me back that loan.

            You aren't hurtin' 'cause you gave Bird money for that shop.

            I loaned her money, Max.

            As far as you're concerned, I'm an ATM...

            Automatically Teri's Money.

            MOTHER JOE: You two hush up. You do this every Sunday.

            Mama, she started it.

            MOTHER JOE: Maxine, you finish those biscuits.

            Teri, stop runnin' down your family.

            Focus on your own man.

            You're already on husband number two.

            LEM: Oh, shit, baby.

            -Shh. Shh. -Ohh...

            LEM: Mmph!

            -OK. -Mmph.

            BIRD: OK. Baby, wait.

            LEM: So good. Oh, shit.


            [Muffled moaning]

            That fried chicken smell good.

            Can't wait to get some of that.

            Don't ever put anything like this on the stove.

            You could burn the house down.

            Yes, ma'am.

            Remember when Bird almost did that?

            -Big Mama, your arm ! -Mama!

            Give me some butter, baby.

            TERl: You need ice.

            MAXINE: You ain't been takin' your insulin?

            I bet you ain't been to a doctor, either.

            I don't need no doctor.

            There's nothing salve, turpentine...

            and my herbs won't cure.

            MAXINE: Except your diabetes.

            AHMAD: I didn't know what diabetes was back then...

            but I was sure about to find out.

            REVEREND WILLIAMS: As we bow our heads on this special day...

            we ask a special prayer for this table...

            a special prayer for Mother Joe...

            who has provided for the rovin' eye of the Reverend...

            beautiful breasts...

            and delicious legs under-- I mean, on the table.

            Lord, all I'm askin' is, bless this bread...

            bless this meal...

            and bless my stomach, 'cause I's gonna eat.

            GROUP: Amen!

            Take your time, son.

            There you go.

            Don't take too much. Just what you need.

            Remember, son--

            this is for the needy, not the greedy.

            Ha ha ha.

            -Chicken? -Thank you.

            REVEREND WILLIAMS: I can't wait till Sunday finally comes.

            Oh, thank you.

            I dreamt of fishes last night.


            REVEREND WILLIAMS: Somebody's been deep-sea fishin'.

            BIRD: Don't look over here.

            MILES: Don't point over here.

            TERl: Why? You never know.

            LEM: What's she talking about, fishes?

            BIRD: It means either somebody's coming or somebody's pregnant.

            MAXINE: Or gonna get pregnant.

            What you looking at me for?

            She doesn't mean me 'cause this is the last fish dream.

            Don't sweep the dust straight out the door.

            If you do, you sweep out the good fortune.

            Whatever that means.

            MAXINE: Didn't Daddy say that?

            Daddy was the most superstitious man I ever met.

            LEM: I got one.

            If you step on a crack, you break your mama's back.

            Did you try my fish cakes?

            I made them this year, and I'm very proud.

            My plate's full.

            My plate's full, too.

            Y'all ain't right.

            Y'all ain't right, but that's all right.

            My boo likes 'em. That's all that matters.

            You ain't got to worry about cooking...

            'cause you can do hair.

            Miss Teri can't cook nothing.

            Right, Ma? That's why you always had me cookin', huh?

            I wasn't in the kitchen 'cause Mama and Daddy had me study.

            That's why I'm a successful lawyer.

            AHMAD: Moms and Aunt Teri don't get along.

            Never have, maybe never will.

            Big Mama said she should have named them Vinegar and Oil...

            'cause they don't mix.

            It started in the early eighties, before I was born.

            It started in the early eighties, before I was born.

            The rule was if one of the Joseph girls had a date...

            a sister had to come along, like a chaperone.

            When Teri and my pops were going out...

            Big Mama had Moms tag along, in case Pops tried anything.

            MAXINE: Hey, all right.

            Check it out, y'all. Unh! Mm-hmm.


            That's how you got to work it, how you got to skate.

            That's how you gotta do it. Ow!

            KENNY: You all right?

            AHMAD: I can't say for sure Mom started it...

            but Dad couldn't resist...

            whatever it was she was throwing down.

            Look at 'em. See what I'm saying?

            ROLLERSKATER: Look out, y'all!

            TERl: Aah!

            ROLLERSKATER: I told you!


            MAXINE: Kenny...

            AHMAD: Mom stole Dad from under Aunt Teri's nose...

            and the two haven't gotten along since.

            MAXINE: Get out!

            Get outta the car now!

            Get outta the car right now!

            Oh, shit!

              Get off her, Teri! Come on, now.

              Hey, Teri! Come on, now!

              MOTHER JOE: Just cut out all that hoo-shaw jawing.

              Y'all do this every Sunday.

              I've been cooking longer than you've been alive.


              Cornbread is my specialty.

              KENNY: Um, Lem...why'd you get thrown in the joint?

              MILES: Kenny, don't--

              KENNY: What?

              I ain't gonna lie to y'all.

              I made a stupid mistake.

              Came here from New York to help my cousin out and...

              I guess I got caught.

              -Doing? -Kenny, dang.

              LEM: It's all right.

              I got caught sellin' somethin'.

              He paid his debt to society.

              It's no different from Daddy and his gambling.

              In life, we all make bad choices.

              My husband was gamblin', and he was bad at it.

              Fact, we almost lost this house.

              But I worked... on my hands and knees...

              cleanin' up after white folks, takin' in laundry.

              You do what you have to do to stay strong...

              to save the family...

              even if you stumble tryin'.

              I'm gonna tell you something.

              One finger pointing the blame don't make no impact.

              But you ball up all them fingers into a fist...

              and you can strike a mighty blow.

              This family got to be that fist.

              Oh, my Lord...


              MOTHER JOE: Come here, baby.

              AHMAD: Cousin Faith-- Lord have mercy.

              The niece Big Mama took in after her sister died.

              In case you missed the news, Faith is trouble, big-time trouble.

              What's she doing here?

              AHMAD: Last we heard, she was strippin' in a Californian club.

              Then some guy supposedly discovered her...

              and got her dancing in rap videos.

              I ain't never seen her in none of them.

              Teri, you can take her.

              She ain't staying with me, Kenny, and the kids.

              MOTHER JOE: Ahmad, kiss your cousin.

              AHMAD: Here she comes.

              FAITH: My God, you've grown so much.

              Hi. Ohh.

              MOTHER JOE: Rev, this is my sister's baby.

              Mama Joe, Mama Joe.

              -Oh! -Aah, ahh!

              This is a pleasure.

              Ha ha ha ha ha. Oh, welcome home.

              MAXINE: It's time.

              The baby!

              What's the doctor's number?


              What's the name of the doctor?

              I don't know.

              I'll get this right now.

              OK. All right. I got it.

              Just get the door.

              Yeah. OK.

          Let's go. All right. Let's go.

            AHMAD: The birth of my baby sister, Faith arriving--

            Who could have guessed things wouldn't keep getting better?

            DOCTOR: This is where the problem is.

            BIRD: Mama, it's gonna be all right.

            Put your sweater on.

            MOTHER JOE: I'm not getting my leg cut off.

            TERl: Mama, you have to.

            There's no blood circulating to that leg.

            You're diabetic.

            MAXINE: You haven't been watching what you eat.

            MOTHER JOE: Nobody's cutting off my leg...

            and that's that.

            HAROME: Last thing you need is a G-string.

            JADA: I should give him some, right?

            HAROME: Give it to him. Sock it to him.

            JADA: Give it to him good.

            BIRD: What y'all talking about?

            JADA: The nasty, darling.


            BIRD: Come on, we got clients.

            Y'all better slow down.

            AHMAD: I finished dumping the garbage.

            Thank you. Help me sweep up this hair...

            then call your mama to see when she's picking you up.

            SIMUEL: What's up, shorty?


            Very nice.

            I see Teri finally gave you the money to open your shop.

            Teri didn't give me anything. It was an investment.

            If you had come to me, I would have given it to you.

            At what cost?

            How much you willing to sacrifice?


            Mm-mm. Girl, you are gettin' thick.

            BIRD: That'll do it.

            They'll help you up front. See you next week.

            SIMUEL: Mm-mmm.

            Let me tell you something, OK?

            I am married now.

            Whatever we had going on before is over with.

            And besides, my husband's name...

            is written all over my kitty cat.


            A wedding gift.

            I know you like the finer things in life...

            and I know your man can't afford to buy you shit like that...

            him just gettin' outta jail.

            When you need me. Hmm?

            Later, shorty.

            Oh, my God.


            KENNY: Ha ha ha.

            Bring my shorty up right.

            Hey, hey.

            MAXINE: Hey, baby.

            KENNY: You're gonna love this.

            -What you done brought? -An Apple Performa.

            A computer?

            It's for the baby.

            -For the baby? -Uh-huh.

            It's got everything.

            It's got a color monitor... CD-ROM...lnternet...


            It's got everything.

            You don't think she's too young for a computer?



            You just look beautiful.

            You're silly.

            KENNY: Hold it one second. One second.

            See what your daddy got you?

            See what your daddy got?

            Yeah, girl.

            [Slow music playing]

            What you doin', Kenny?

            You are so silly.

            What you doing?

            Hey...come here, now.

            Mmm, with your fine self.

            MAXINE: My other baby, huh?

            KENNY: Mm-hmm.

            Smellin' all good...

            MAXINE: Uh-uh. You gonna get in trouble.

            What you talkin' 'bout?

            The doctor said we gotta wait six weeks.

            -It's been six weeks. -No, it ain't.

            You know that you're wrong.

            [Light knocking on door]

            Did you hear that?

            -It's the door. -It wasn't no door.

            -Yes. -[Knocking]

            Someone's at the door. Go see.

            See who's there.


            LEM: Hey. What's up, man?

            KENNY: What's up, man?

            I was just...l mean, I don't even know why I'm here.

            If you're busy, I'll come back later.

            No, no. Come on in, man.

            MAXINE: Who's there, Kenny?

            It's Lem.

            After you, brother.

            -How you doin', Lem? -Hey.

            I need to talk to you for a minute.

            It's kind of personal.


            That's how we got this one. You better quit.

            KENNY: Mmm.

            So, uh, what's up, Lem?

             I was, um...

              I was fired from my job today.

              I lied on my application.

              They ask if you ever been convicted, and...

              I checked no.

              You and Miles, man...

              y'all got yourselves together on the job.

              I was just hopin' if--if you knew anybody...

              or...of any job openings.

              Man, I'll do anything.

              Yo, man, we'll find you something, all right?

              Cool, man. Thanks, man.

              Now I just gotta find a way to explain this to Bird.

              She's high-maintenance.

              She walks around the house in Chanel sandals...

              and shit like that.

              I don't want her to think I'm livin' off her.

              No, you don't want to tell her, man.

              -Why not? -'Cause you ain't got a job.

              -You don't wanna tell a woman-- -A black woman.

              ...especially a black woman, that you ain't got a j-o-b.

              It's all right for them to lie around, but let a man--

              -A brother. -Especially a brother.

              You could be fixin' the kitchen seats...

              LEM: Or waterin' plants.

              KENNY: Washin' the dishes.

              LEM: Takin' the garbage out.

              Let me give you a little somethin'.

              No matter what you do around the house...

              they still will consider you..

              LEM: A trifling nigger.

              BOTH: Don't tell her.

              AHMAD: That was good.

              MILES: Ha ha! Got you with your own trick, right?

              -Hey. -Hey.

              AHMAD: Hey, Aunt Teri.

              TERl: Hey, sweetie. You staying with us?

              AHMAD: Yeah.

              MILES: Yeah. Kenny and Max need a little time.

              Kelly's with Bird.

              I got your favorite tonight.

              I spent many hours slaving.

              I'm looking forward to it.

              Aunt Teri?

              Is Big Mama gonna get her leg cut off?

              You're worried, aren't you?


              I don't know.

              Looks like that case is kicking your butt.

              Yeah. I don't know how long the jury's gonna be out.

              And the firm is really pushing me to be partner.

              That's what you want, right... to make partner?

              Any attorney worth their salt wants to make partner.

              [Door buzzer]

              AHMAD: I bet that's Cousin Faith.

              I got it.

              There's some money missing from our savings.

              Last week, there was--

              I took      out.

              I used it as down payment for studio time.

              The fellas and I are gonna record a CD.

              A CD?


              I thought you playing with this band was just a hobby.

              Why would you say something like that?

              Because you're an attorney.

              You work for a great firm with a great reputation.

              We could make twice the amount of money...

              if you spent more time on your job...

              and quit this music crap.

              If I wanna take $     of my money out of the bank...

              I'll do it.

              Only       are yours.

              Tomorrow, we're getting separate accounts.


              just for the book's sake...

              next time you take money out, inform me, all right?


              FAITH: Hi!

              MILES: Faith, how you doing?

              FAITH: Teri...Hey.

              Just wanna say thanks again for letting me crash here.

              Your place is really fantastic.

              Where do I put my stuff?

       AHMAD: Hard as it was...

         Big Mama was finally convinced to have surgery.

          You know your daddy always said you was the strongest.

          The family gonna need your strength now.

          Where's that baby?


          Oh, sweet pea, I'm gonna be just fine.

          Just need you to be strong.

          That's why I'm doing this-- for you.

           We gonna be strong together, OK?


            AHMAD: After they wheeled Big Mama down the hall...

            we kind of sat around on our hands...

            saying nothing.

            I'm gonna use the rest room, OK?

            Stay with Daddy.

            DOCTOR: I'm sorry. There was a problem.

            [Doctor speaking]

            MAXINE: Ahmad...

            Ahmad, baby, I don't think you should be in here.

            Wait. Come on, baby. Where's Kenny?

            KENNY: Ahmad. Come on. Ahmad.

            AHMAD: The doctor said Big Mama had a stroke during surgery...

            and fell into a coma.

            We all knew things would never be the same...

            and all any of us could feel was bad.

            We'll call you.

            There's a sign on your door that says you'll train.

            I got experience on the presses, and I'm a quick learner.

            I can do the work.

            Like I said, we'll call you.

            [Horn honks]


            I'll check you later.

            BOY: All right. See you, man.

            LEM: What's up? I'll take you home.

            Why you all G'd up today, Lem?

            If I tell you something...

            you gotta promise me you won't tell your mama...

            or your nosy-ass aunties.


            I was fired from my job last week.

            I been trying to find another one...

            except things ain't going so good.

            Don't sweat it. You'll find a gig soon.

            You got a lot of confidence for a little shorty.

            I get it from Big Mama, they say.

            Big Mama, heh.

            Throw these in the glove box for me.

            You know I spent time in prison.

            I wouldn't have been locked up...

            if I'd have been smart, like you seem to be.

            Big Mama's always saying you gotta love yourself.

            Maybe you should try that.

            My man.

            It's getting late.

            I still have to shop for dinner tomorrow.

            KENNY: OK.

            Max, surely, you don't expect to have Sunday dinner tomorrow.

            Why not?

            Jesus, Max, Mama is in a coma.

            KENNY: Maybe--

            No. I'm not gonna let her ruin a   -year family tradition.

            -Tradition? -Yes, tradition.

            Don't tell me about tradition.

            I am the oldest, most responsible one here.

            I graduated from law school.

            You dropped out when you were   .

            This is about your jealousy, Max.

            Will you guys stop?

            Let's just take a vote.

            KENNY: Good idea. Let's take a vote.

            MAXINE: All right, cool. Let's vote.

            Hands in the air...

            for those who don't wanna have Sunday dinner tomorrow.

            MAXINE: Hands in the air for all those...

            who want chitlins, black-eyed peas...

            greens, some fried chicken...

            macaroni and cheese, and egg pie.

              TERl: I won't let you disrespect my mama like she's already dead.

              -Your mama? -Mm-hmm.

              You get on my fuckin' nerves with--

              TERl: Lower your voice.

              MAXINE: So you graduated! That don't make you better!

              Keep it down.

              BIRD: Stop it.

              DOCTOR: I'm sorry. All of you have to leave.

              Mrs. Joseph needs quiet.

              MAXINE: I'm outta here. Come on, Kenny!

              KENNY: I'm sorry.

              MAXINE: Whatever. I'm outta here.

              Let's go. We outta here.

              KENNY: Max, that wasn't necessary.

              MAXINE: I'm tired of her. She always says something.

              Where's my coat?

              KENNY: Maybe we should think about this.

              AHMAD: Grandma's illness was taking its toll on the family.

              Nobody knew where to throw the blame, except at each other.

              Aunt Teri and Moms especially.

              Because of them, hardly no one was speaking anymore.

              Poor Aunt Bird.

              She tried her best to pull off Sunday's dinner by herself.

              Because of Teri and Mom's fight, no one showed up.

              For the first time in    years, our Sunday tradition was broken.

              BIRD: Let's just eat.

              Here you go.

              [Television playing]


              Uncle Pete?



          I know you think I been avoiding you.

          But every time I come to visit...

           people are doing stuff to you or arguing around you.


            I know you're wondering how everyone is doing.

            Not good.

            We didn't have a Sunday dinner yesterday.

            Aunt Bird said nobody showed up.

            After church, Mom didn't feel like cooking at home...

            so Daddy brought home some Mickey D's.

            We were all on the toilet all night.

            We need you, Big Mama.

            I was thinking that, too.

            Maybe when you get out of here...

            I could help you turn the ground over.

            As you called it, put some fertilizer down.

            Yeah, I'll help you.

            Come dance with me.

            -What? -Come dance with me.

            -Miles... -Come on.

            -Dance? -Dance.

            I don't wanna dance.


            Mama is not doing well at all.

            I know. Dance with me. Get your mind off it.

            Um, I also...

            can't go to see you perform tonight.

            That's what you said last week and the week before.

            I'd really like you to come--

            I'm swamped with work.


            Well, just so you know...

            I'm thinking about pursuing my music full time.


            it's a mistake.

            It's what I wanna do.

            You find a job yet?


            But I have an audition.

            I'm not into the straight job thing.

            "Straight job thing"?

            I didn't plan on staying here.

            I thought I was gonna be at Mama Joe's.

            If you want me to leave, I'll leave.

            Why'd you come back here?

            What are you gonna do this time?

            Run up Mama's credit? Hmm?

            Or, um, make her co-sign on a car...

            and then you leave her with the note.

            Or better yet, why don't you get arrested again...

            and let Mama put up the house to post your bail?

            I've changed.

            You've changed?

            Don't you start any shit this time.

            You hear me?

            [Singing] Oh, ahhh

            Girl, I care about you

            I'm there for you

            So why don't you care for me

            Like I care about you?

            Oh, girl, I care about you

            I'm there for you

            So why don't you care for me

            Like I care about you?

            I spend, like, all of my days, baby

            Tryin' to sus out just how things got this way

            I thought that we were in love

            But I swear right now, I don't know what you want

            I make sure that I give you quality time

            But lately I feel you're not home by design

            But still I'm gonna try

            To give you the love of my life

            In hopes that you

            That you will open up your eyes, baby

            Girl, I care about you

            I'm there for you

            So why don't you care for me

            Like I care about you?


            Sometimes I'm not

            I'm not sure that

            I'm all you got

            That I'm all you got


            Sometimes I'm not sure you love me or not, baby

            There's one thing that I'm certain of

            Girl, I care for you

            And the one thing that I want is that you

            Care for me, too

            Girl, I care about you

            I'm there for you

            So why don't you care for me

            Like I care about you?

            Baby, baby, baby

            Baby, baby, baby, baby

            Oh, yeah

            Yeah, oh, yeah

            Ohh, ooh

            I care for you, baby

              That was the bomb.

              I'm serious, cousin. You was jammin'.

              Man, I didn't know you could play like that.

              You're good.

              Thanks, but it's not just about me.

              We're a group.

              Besides, the way those guys sing...

              they make my stuff come alive.

              But you're the mastermind.

              You put this together. This is your shit.

              The group's called "Milestone," not "Them."

              Heh heh.

              We were thinking about that name.

              You really wanna pursue your music full time, huh?

              I heard you and Teri talking.

              Your man's looking over here.

              He's looking a little jealous.

              Ha ha! Family comes first.

              Besides, I gotta get my career together...

              before I can think about a man.

              I got goals, OK?

              -OK. -OK.

              -OK. -OK.

              Ha ha ha!

              OK. Promise not to laugh.

              Jesus. See? Right there.

              I promise. I promise.

              FAITH: OK. Fine.

              I wanna dance.

              No. I mean really dance.

              You know, do Broadway musicals, choreograph the Oscars.

              I've spent the last few years...

              trying to figure out what makes me happy.

              I learned that the only thing that keeps me sane is dancing.

              I'm gonna put all my energy into it, so help me, Jesus.

              Praise the Lord.

              FAITH: And plus...

              it just...

              it just feels so damn good.

              You know what I mean?

              It's like that with you and your music, right?

              -You want another drink? -Mm-hmm.

              -Mm-hmm? -Mm-hmm.

              Sly, send another one over here, all right?

              SLY: All right.

              [Romantic song begins]


              Oh, that's my jam.

              Come and dance with me.

              I'm on my break.

              Come on.

          What the hell.

         HAROME: It ain't about being stupid, honey.

          BIRD: She really thought her hair was something.

          It was tova-- towed back and over. Hello.

          You cooked all this food and none of your people showed?

          You know I wasn't having it.

          You wanted to bash somebody.

          We'll help you eat it.

          Now I know why nobody showed up. Miss Thing can't cook.

          You can't cook, darling. What is this?


          What was that?


          HAROME: Why you gotta push me, honey?

          -Aah! -Aah!

            Wait! Wait!

            Stop! Stop! Stop!

            HAROME: What you hit me for?

            -Stop! -What?

            What the hell y'all doing?

            HAROME: Hoo.

            HAROME: Ohh...

            BIRD: Get in the bathroom.

            HAROME: Oh, my God. Did you see that thing?

            What are you doing home in the afternoon?

            I got fired from my job.

            Fired? You can't work a  -to- ? You got in trouble again?

            No. I got fired 'cause I lied on my application...

            about being convicted.

            You felt like you couldn't tell me that?

            I wanted to...

            but Kenny thought it'd be best if you didn't know.

            You gonna listen to Kenny?

            -What about us? -It's not about us!

            It's about this bullshit system.

            They lock you up and expect you to better your life.

            But when you're out, there ain't nothing...

            'cause the crackers that got everything...

            don't give a second chance.

            That white man shit is old.

            I'm sick of niggers using that shit as an excuse.

            I'm the one who's been on six interviews.

            Six! They won't hire me.

            What you know about being a black man?

            You're right. I don't know shit about being a black man!

            I'm sorry.

            The shop is doing well right now.

            I'll pay for our bills.

            A lot of people come through there.

            I'll see if anybody can hook you up with a job.

            Bird...l don't need your help.

            I can find my own damn job.


            Stop looking at my dick!

            [Indistinct arguing]

            DREAD MAN: We had a deal! We had a contract!

            Pay in full! All right? Full!

            Pay in full! Money up front!

            FAITH: Not right before I go in!

            This is so wrong! Hey, Miles.

            MILES: You all right?

            I'm having the most important audition in my life...

            and this fool is trying to screw me over.

            It's about principles.

            Business is business.

            You know something?

            I'm gonna fuck you up, Dread Man!

            Miles, you can help me.

            They got a piano up in the audition room.

            MILES: Faith, I don't--

            FAITH: Play anything. I'll dance to it.

            Come on, cuz, please?

            This is really important to me.

            I'll owe you.


            WOMAN: Ready when you are.

            [Plays slow ballad intro]

            [Plays moderate tempo]

            We have you down at   :   with Sterphan. Thanks. Bye.

            I knew you'd call.

            Simuel. Let me take your briefcase, baby.

            -Come on over here. -Here we go.

            I'm glad you made it.

            There's something I wanna talk about.

            -Is that right? -Yeah. Have a seat.

            Why don't you let me hook up your fade?

            -Fade? -Yeah.

            Edge you up, clean you up a little bit.

            You're looking good, but I can make it better.

            Dig that.

            What's this all about...hmm?

            What do you mean?

            You acting like I'm Big Willie or something.

            You treating me all good. What's going on?

            Actually, l, um...

            I need a favor.

            [Whispering] Can you do me a favor?

            AHMAD: When I first saw Simuel, I knew he was up to no good.

            He wanted Bird bad...

            and there wasn't nothing he wouldn't do or say to get her.

            Something bad was about to happen.

            It was as plain to see as those phat suits he wore.

            What do you think?

            You got much game, Bird.

            I learned from you. Heh heh heh.

            But what's in this for me?


            Bird, where you at, baby?

            I got some great news.


              I found a gig.

              LEM: Heh heh heh.

              Yeah, Kenny called me yesterday, and told me about a job...

              at the biggest in-house printing company in town.

              I went in cold...

              and they didn't even know who the hell Kenny Simmons was.

              -I knew I had to kick some game. -Right.

              So I told the man next to the goddamn man...

              I was the best man for the job, you know?


              So, finally, he looks at me...


              ...stands there, says...

              you're hired.

              Right there on the spot.

              Like he knew that I knew that he knew that I knew...

              that l...was...the man. Yeah!

              BIRD: You are the man. You're my man.

              LEM: With enough hours, you know what that means?

              BIRD: What?

              Gonna get us our own place, baby.

              -Oh, yeah? -Mm-hmm.

          -Aah! -Aah!

          P.A.: James Dawson, phone call, line two.

          P.A.: James Dawson, pick up line two.

          You have a phone call.

          Hey, Lem, I can't believe you finished that Johnson job.

          I didn't expect you to finish till tomorrow.

          Good job.

          Thanks a lot, man.

           Can you run a    /  X   Carver?

            I can work the Carver.

            -You sure? -Sure.

            Good man.

            Lem Harris?

            Simuel St. James...

            Chief Executive of Sales and Marketing.

            LEM: What's happening?

            SIMUEL: How you doing?

            I've been hearing good things about you.

            Especially the way you've been handling those machines.

            LEM: I'm no stranger to hard work.

            Ha ha. That's good to know. Cigar?

            Nah. I don't like cigars.

            Sorry. You don't mind, do you?

            Like I was saying, it's always good to, you know...

            have enthusiastic, hard-working employees like yourself.

            Especially down there in printing.

            I'm no stranger to hard work myself.

            I'm like you.

            I'm from the hood, too.

            But I make $      a year...

            because I was always willing to sacrifice...

            whatever I had to to get what I wanted.

            That's why brothers got to stick together--

            pull one another up in a time of need.


            The white man ain't gonna do it.

            Sooner than you think, you'll be helping another brother...

            just like I helped you.

            What are you talking about?

            I pulled some strings to get you hired.

            What, you didn't know?

            Kenny Simmons referred me.


            No. I know your wife...


            She told me about your little felony situation...

            and asked me to hook you up in the printin' department.

            Man, me and old Cola, we, uh, we go way back.

            Who the fuck is Cola?

            Oh, no. Ha ha.

            That's just something I used to call her back in the day.

            Since she got that body shaped like a Coca-Cola bottle, huh?

            She used to just make a brother want to scream.

            -Motherfucker! -Hey, come on!

            I'll beat your ass!

            Don't fuck with me!

            You can forget about your job, motherfucker.

            Aah! [Gasps]

            LEM: I want to talk to you.

            BIRD: What is wrong with you?

            Why are you fuckin' coming in here tripping?

            Think I'm not man enough to find my own job?

            I'm sorry.

            -You fucking that nigger? -No!

            What do you have to do for him?

            Ain't no man gonna give you a motherfucking thing free!

            I didn't do nothing with him.

            I just said I'd have dinner with him. That's it. I'm sorry.

            -What the fuck is this, huh? -It's nothing!

            It ain't shit but a fuckin' bracelet!

            This don't mean nothing.

            Baby, I'm sorry.

            Don't fucking touch me!

            Don't fucking touch me!

            Lem, I love you. I just did this for us.


            You stay the fuck away from me!


            Lem ! Lem !

            [Banging on door]

            NICOLE: Bird! Honey, it's OK.

            Sweetie, you can talk to us.

            HAROME: Bird, your sister is getting ready to call somebody.

            I don't want no drama here.


            NICOLE: Open up, Bird!

            AHMAD: So Aunt Teri was calling in Cousin Blimp...

            to whup Uncle Lem's ass...

            'cause she thought Lem had beat up Bird.

            Big misunderstanding.

            You knew things were gonna get worse before they got better.

            That's how it was when my aunts fixed each other's messes.

            TERl: Hey, no guns. You hear me?

            MAN: Give me a shot.

            Hello. Maxine, is Kenny there?

            This is Rick down at the bar.

            Your brother-in-law is down here...

            and he's getting wasted.

            Didn't know whether to call Bird or not.

            You need to send somebody to get him.

            There you go.

            AHMAD: There he is... Cousin Blimp.

            He's one of those cousins you don't see much...

            'cause he's always spends so much time in jail.

            Of all the people Aunt Teri could have called...

            to teach Lem a lesson...

            I can't believe she called Blimp.

            BLIMP: Give me some brews. A couple for my boys, too.

            RICK: Who's paying?

            He's paying for it.

            Yeah, right, motherfucker.

            Don't shit me, motherfucker!

            Ha ha! What is wrong with you, punk?

            Hit that punk!

            I'll blow your motherfucking brains out!

            -Should've brought my gat. -Shut up!


            BIRD: Stop the car, Kenny! Kenny, pull over!

            BIRD: Lem ! Lem !

             KENNY: Ahmad, stay in the car!

              BIRD: That's my husband!

              Wait! That's my husband!

              KENNY: No, no! Bird!

              BIRD: Wait, officer! Please, somebody help!

              AHMAD: Kicking Simuel's ass was one thing...

              but being an ex-felon with a gun...

              Ianded Uncle Lem back where he didn't want to be: jail.

              We're talking serious time.

              Sure enough, the family was starting to fall apart.

              BIRD: No!

              What happened?

              FAITH: Hey.

              [Music playing softly]

              Teri in?

              Uh, she's at the hospital.

              Any change?


              [Stops music]

              It's beautiful.

              For your CD?

              I don't know.

              It's something I'm messing around with.


              any news on your audition?


              Get out of here!

              Ha ha ha ha ha.

              Oh, yeah, I'm pretty happy about it.

              I'm sure you are.

              I was so scared.


              [Faith giggles]

              I gave two weeks at my firm today.

              I quit.

              Man, when your CD drops, you are going to blow up.

              I don't know about all that.

              Let's celebrate.

              MILES: Ha ha ha ha.

              Oh, oh.


              I'm moving out this weekend.

              Teri and I living under the same roof together...

              is not working.

              Teri's tough.

              You letting her run you out, huh?

              You're damn right.

              Besides that, I need my own space.

              Always on the go. I can't stay in one place too long.

              I got this new gig, so--

              So you gotta go.

              I don't know. It's always been like that.

              But, you know, we're all cool.

              There's no hostilities or anything like that.

              It's just...

              when it's time to go...

              it's time to go.

              Ha. That's bullshit.

              Excuse me?

              Sounds like bullshit.

              I mean, that's, uh...

              a lonely life.

              You should...

              stop pretending you don't need anybody...

              'cause you're just lying to yourself.

              That's how I see it.

              I'm going up to the studio.


              [Music playing]

              [Stops music]

            TERl: You never know.

            You have to just be yourself.


            AHMAD: Uncle Miles, we're home.

            TERl: He must be upstairs in the studio on the roof.

            AHMAD: The studio. Let's go.

            I love it out here, Aunt Teri.

            I know you love it out here.

            Um, we gotta go.

            But, Aunt Teri, I thought--

            -Back to your house. -Aunt Teri--

            No. Let's just go back, OK?


         AHMAD: I don't know why we left Aunt Teri's house so fast...

          or why Teri was so upset all of a sudden.

          All I know is she didn't speak the whole trip.

          We headed back to my house.

          Everybody was getting together...

          for my Mom and Dad's   th-year anniversary party.

          FAITH AND AHMAD: Happy anniversary!

          -Yay! -Yeah!

          FAITH: One more kiss.

          ["What About Us" playing]

          KENNY: All right. Look out now. Watch me now.



            Where's my baby?

            [Romantic music playing]

            AHMAD: There sure seemed to be a lot of tension in the air...

            especially between Teri and Miles.

            At one point, I think I saw Aunt Teri crying.

            Not even my mama could say why.

            KENNY: Good God almighty.

            AHMAD: At least my folks were getting along...

            which is always cool.

            MAXINE: Mmm. Ha ha ha.

            KENNY: Ahem.

            MAXINE: Uh, honey, uh...

            why don't you get everybody in the kitchen so we can talk?

            KENNY: Mmm.

            Want to dance?

            MAXINE: Ha ha ha.





            Teri, you OK?

            Are you all right?

            After all these years, you and Max are still together.

            I still envy that.


            I always thought if you and I had gotten married...

            my life would be different.

            Ah, but it wouldn't.

            I'd find a way to screw it up.

            Teri, you can't...

            What y'all doing in here?

            Just talking about this cake. Mmm !

            MILES: It was good.

            KENNY: Yeah, real good.

            MAXINE: Since we're all together...

            I feel it's a good time to talk about Mama's hospital bills.

            Y'all know her insurance won't cover everything.

            KENNY: We're talking about it since the five of us are here.

            Maybe we can all pitch in, take care of this tonight?


            What about that money Mama has stashed?

            That's just a myth.



            I felt that Teri and Miles could pay for everything.

            Then we can pay you back in installments or--

            Don't you start running that game on me again.

            Expect me to bail Lem out of jail, too?

            Lem doesn't have anything to do with this.

            TERl: We can pay for Mama's bills by selling the big house.


            We're not selling the house.

            Mama and Daddy saved their whole life for that house.

            We can't even agree on anything as small as Sunday dinners.

            Nobody's paying for the taxes or utilities except me.

            We can finally put Uncle Pete in a home like we discussed.

            Uncle Pete in a home? Mama would kill us.

            MAXINE: You are tripping.

            I'm selling the house.

            You're not selling the house.

            I'm the guardian of her estate, so I make the decisions.

            Teri, listen to what they're saying.

            Your mama worked hard to keep that house in the family.

            For everyone-- you and your family--

            Fuck the family!

            I let the family in my house. You know what?

            The family fucked my husband.


            Yeah. Faith fucked my husband.



            What are you gonna say?

            -Teri. -"Teri" what?

            -Can we talk about this? -Talk about what? Fuck you!

            KENNY: Teri! Whoa!

            [Hysterical screaming]


            KENNY: Let go!

            Let go!

            WOMAN: Oh, my goodness.

            Get out.

            I'm so sorry.

            Get out!

            Get the fuck out!

            I never meant to. Oh, God.

            Oh, God.

            Oh, God.

            BIRD: It's OK. It's OK, Teri.

            It's gonna be OK.

            P.A.: Second floor nursing station, maintenance.

            P.A.: Second floor nursing station, maintenance.

         AHMAD: ln the five weeks Big Mama was in that coma...

       every grownup in the family managed somehow to go crazy.

         I know, 'cause I just about went crazy, too.


          [Clearing throat]

            You were...


            weren't you?


            Everybody was worried about you, but not me.

            I knew you'd come around.

            I love you, Big Mama.

            The family's...

            a mess, isn't it?

            A lot of bad things happened while you were gone.

            If you let...

            bad things stop you...

            you won't be here...

            for the good things.

            I'm tired, baby.

            My soul is tired.

            I need you to do something for me.

            Only you can do it.

            I need you to--


            Big Mama, what's wrong?

            Big Mama.

            Big Mama.

            NURSE: Son, you'll have to wait outside.

            DOCTOR: It's OK, son.

            We'll take good care of her.

            Excuse me.

            P.A.: Dr. Horowitz...

            please report to the nursing station.

            Dr. Horowitz to the nursing station.


            Should I feel



            Should the shadows come

            And why

            Should my heart

            Be lonely

            And long

            For heaven

            And home

            When Jesus is

            My potion

            A constant friend

            Is he

            His eye

            Is on

            The sparrow

            And I know

            He watches me

            His eyes...

            AHMAD: Pulling together in times of need--

            That had always been Big Mama's job...

            but who was gonna do it now that she was gone?

            CHOIR MEMBER SINGING: And I know

            He watches


            Mama ain't even lukewarm in the ground yet...

            and that damn girl got her house for sale.

            Uncle Pete?

            What you doing out of your room?

            We going to the creek today, Joe?

            We can catch some trout for dinner.

            Put it in the iron pot...

            sear it with lard or cooking oil, Joe.


            I'm Maxine, Uncle Pete.

            Joe's daughter.

            She's gone.

            She's dead.

            Remember Daddy used to raise hogs?

            He'd gut 'em...

            and he'd cure the cut-up meat in brine, and...

            and put 'em in the smokehouse for sausages.

            Mmm, mmm, mmm.

            Daddy's gone now.

            So you got to take care of me now, Joe.

              That's right.

              I'm gonna take good care of you.

              Come on, now, Uncle Pete.

              You want some catfish?

              BIRD: I'm happy we're doing this.

              MAXINE: Yeah, me, too.

              Look. There she is.


              MAXINE: Hi.

              BIRD: We didn't order yet, 'cause we were waiting for you.


              TERl: What's up?

              Look, Teri, I know you're mad at the world...

              for what's happened between you and Miles.

              I understand.

              But you're taking it out on the family, and that's wrong.


              We're gonna stop the sale of Mama's house.

              I went to Kenny's lawyer...

              and I drew up a motion to cease and desist.



              -OK? -I'm sorry, too.

              BIRD: Teri, don't leave.

              MAXINE: Why doesn't that surprise me?

              I gotta go to the bathroom.

              MAXINE: You OK?


              Lem's gonna be a daddy.

              So you're the fish in Mama's dream.



              Maxie, I miss him so much.

              I knew, Bird...

              but you can't call your ex...

              to help your husband find a job behind his back.

              A man has to be a man.

              If he feels you take that away from him, he has nothing.

              Like with Mama.

              Remember when Daddy lost all that money gambling?

              -Remember? -Yes.

              She didn't trip.

              She did what she had to do and left him with his dignity.

              You see what I'm saying?

              Men need that.


              I guess you're right.

              MAXINE SINGING: I'm gonna be an auntie.

              BIRD: Oh, God.

              -I wish I could be like you. -Please.

              So does Teri. That's why she acts the way she does.

              Girl, you got your own shop...

              and Teri's got a great job at the firm.

              Shoot, all I got is a husband and some kids...

              but they badasses.

              Mama always said you were the strongest one in the family.

              I want to say thank you for always supporting me.

              You're my sister, girl.

              I love you, Maxie.

              I love you, too.

              Come here, girl.

              -It's gonna be all right. -Yeah.

              MAXINE: Just fine.

              We gotta get some bottles, some Pampers.

              -You ready for that? -I guess.

          MAXINE: Get ready.

       It's Teri Joseph for Jonathan Oliver, please.

         AHMAD: Teri must have felt really bad...

          about what she did to Lem...

          'cause she called in a favor from some downtown big shot.

          Um, I have a favor.

          MAXINE: And that last steal.

          The way you pulled up and scored.

          AHMAD: Mom.

          MAXINE: Sweet move, baby.

          AHMAD: But, Mama, why you always gotta be so loud?

          I don't care what they say.

          You my baby, and I'm proud of you.

          Can you hook up a victory dinner?

          Sure, baby, anything you want.

          Think I could grub on some lima beans...

           neck bones, greens with some hot sauce...

            hot cakes, and some fried chicken.


            All of that?

            All of that.

            All right.

            Besides, I haven't cooked like that since...

            So when you want to have this victory dinner?


            at Big Mama's.

            You up to something.


            MAXINE: Huh?

            I carried you for nine months, went through...

            BOTH: ...Twenty three hours,    minutes,    seconds of labor.

            Wiped your little butt...

            while your lil' ding-a-ling pee-peed in my face.

            So Mama knows when you're up to something.

            You're trying to get everybody together for Sunday dinner.

            Big Mama wants me to.

            It's what she was trying to tell me before she died.

            You liked that last shot?

            Oh, man, that last shot was the bomb.

            Flow, you know.

            Keep doing like that, and when you get older...

            you're gonna get a fat contract, right?

            -Buy a house. Get me a Lexus. -A Lexus.

            And a fur, you know what I'm saying?

            Guys, that's sounding good, but I'm still missing a note.

            Let's do it again.

            MILES: Let's try it again.

            Here we go.

            One, two, three, four.

            [Singing] Girl

            I care about you

            I'm there for you

            So why don't you care

            For me

            Like I care about you?

            MILES: Good, good, better.

            Let's take a break, all right?

            MAN: Leave the little man to his business.

            I'm glad you could make it, shorty.

            I'm glad, too.

            It's been tough...

            with school and working at the shop afterwards.

            And figuring out what to do with that loot Big Mama left me.

            What loot?

            -Dead presidents? -Cash?

            -When did she leave it to you? -Day she died.

            I was the only one at the hospital.

            Big mama told me where she stashed a lot of money.

            How much money you talkin' about?

            Lots. I mean beaucoup.

            -Beaucoup? -Beaucoup.

            Maybe you could help me decide what to do with it.

            This isn't the money from the will?

            Aunt Teri, you're the smartest in the family.

            You know that's right.

            If I was your son, would you invest in my future?

            -Do the right thing for family? -Absolutely.

            If you help me, I can give you a third.

            Like a fee.

            -A fee? -Yeah.

            Then you could pay Big Mama's bills and not sell the house.

            I can give you a percentage if you help me invest it.

            You can use the money to promote your CD.

            Have you told anybody else about this?

            No, but I'd give you some of it. You could pay Aunt Teri's loan.

            -Why don't you tell me... -...where the money is?

            -Let's get it. -When's a good time?

            Sunday at  :  ...

            at Big Mama's.

            [Knife chopping food]


            AHMAD: Hey.

            KENNY: Hey.

            BIRD: What y'all doing here?

            KENNY: Just cooking a little Sunday dinner.

            All right.

            Let the ladies handle this.

            KENNY: After all the hard work is done, you're gonna come in.

            MAXINE: You can work hard with that remote and watch football.

            -I can do that? -Yeah.

            -You sure? -Mm-hmm.

            -You don't need anything? -No.

            MAXINE: Thank you.

            You want me to start these dumplings?

            Yeah, but watch that measuring. You know how you are.

            [Whispering] I'm gonna kick your butt.

            Why didn't you tell me?

            AHMAD: This would be the test...

            to see if    years of tradition and Mama's soul food...

            could pull our family back together again.

            [Football game on television]

            AHMAD: Aunt Teri, what's up?

            TERl: Hey.


            There's a car outside.

            Is your mom here?

            Somebody cooking?

            Go in the kitchen and see.

              AHMAD: Smells in the kitchen bringing back the good old days.

              Mmm, dumplings, deep-fried catfish...

              macaroni and cheese, and sweet cornbread.

              The kind Big Mama made look like pound cake for the kids.

              I wanted the good old feelings back, too.

              And so did Big Mama.

              AHMAD: Miles, what's up, man?

              How you doing?

              What's going on here, Ahmad?

              We having Sunday dinner.

              We got some string beans, catfish...

              chicken and dumplings, some cornbread.

              I shouldn't be here.

              [Door opens]

              LEM: What's happening?

              AHMAD: When'd you get out of jail?

              LEM: What's going on?

              I wanna talk to you.

              MAXINE: How you doing, Miles?

              Have a seat.

              We're going to serve dinner.

              What's going on in there?

              We're having Sunday dinner.

              Sunday dinner?


              I fucked up, huh?

              How's Bird doing?

              She's in there.

              Why don't you go ask her?

              Looks like a family thing in there.

              I don't want to butt in.

              Why not?

              You're family.

              Hey, Ahmad, um...

              I know I let you down, and I'm sorry.

              But I want you to know, I ain't beat on your auntie.

              I pushed her, and that was bad enough...

              but I didn't hit her.

              I would never, ever hit a woman.

              Do you believe me?

              Ahmad, your mama said go wash and get ready for dinner.

              AHMAD: I'll leave you two alone.

              Oh, boo, you're home?

              Oh, baby.

              I missed you so much.

              LEM: I missed you.

              BIRD: I missed you so much. Are you OK?

              I'm fine, baby.

              I messed up, baby.

              BIRD: I'm sorry.

              -I love you. -I love you, too.

              I have something to tell you.

              [Knock on door]

              FAITH: Ahmad? Ahmad?

              BIRD: I can't even believe she's here.


              Come on.

              LEM: Hey.

              AHMAD: Hey, Faith, what's up?

              Ahmad, what's going on?

              How come everybody's here?

              We just having Sunday dinner.

              Sunday dinner?

              Yeah. We got some chicken and dumplings...

              some string beans, catfish, some cor--

              Not cool, Ahmad.

              I'm out of here.


              Wait. Please, stay.


        AHMAD: Dear Lord...

         thank you for allowing us another day on Earth--

          another day to glorify your name...

          and sanctify ourselves with your mercy.

          I'm grateful that the people I love most in the world...

          are here to celebrate life and the lessons as it unfolds.

          And let one of those lessons be acceptance and love...

          so we can be a family again...

          and love each other like we used to.

          In Christ Jesus' name, amen.




          It's so good to be back. I missed this place.

          I've got my favorite food.

          MAXINE: I have a surprise for everyone later...

           but for now, why don't we just eat?

            REVEREND WILLIAMS: Amen to that.


            LEM: Everybody, um, I got my job back.

            BIRD: That's good, Lem.


            BIRD: That's great.

            They asked a brother back...

            because they know I'm a good, strong, skilled worker.

            That's right.

            How'd you get out of jail?

            I don't even know.

            Somebody talked to somebody, and the charges got dropped.

            Here I am.

            MAXINE: Glad to have you home, brother.

            BIRD: That's right. My boo is home.

            Actually, I called a friend at the D.A.'s office for a favor.

            I felt bad.

            You should feel bad.

            Because of you, I spent weeks in jail.

            You should be thankful.

            Now you can take care of your pregnant wife.

            BIRD: Teri, mind your own damn business.

            Didn't nobody ask you for your help.

            Worry about your husband and why he's sleeping with her.


            No, sit.

            Let her go if she wants to.

            Teri, I'm sorry, but she's always running away.

            You're family, and we're gonna deal with this.

            Baby, get me some more peas. And take your sister.

            BIRD: Always worrying about somebody else's business.

            You need to take care of your own husband.

            So was that it, Miles? I didn't take care of you?

            We haven't been happy for a long time now.

            We used to have so much fun.

            I don't know what happened.

            It seems that everything I love...

            I lose.

            [Sets down silverware]

            Well, um, ahem.

            Good luck with Mother Joe's money.

            MAXINE: M-Mother Joe's money?

            What are you talking about?

            Supposedly, Mama has some large amount of money...

            stashed someplace in the house she was saving for Ahmad and...

            that's why we're all here tonight.

            MAXINE: Ahmad? Get in here.

            KENNY: Ahmad?

            MAXINE: Right now.

            KENNY: Where's this money Mother Joe supposedly left you?

            There isn't any money. I made it up.

            MAXINE: You made it up?

            Ahmad, what have I told you about lying?

            You know better.

            It's not my fault! It's all y'all's fault!

            Y'all messed up the family!

            Can't you see that?

            [Ahmad sobs]

            Big Mama wanted me to get you together for a Sunday dinner.

            I didn't know how to do that, because all y'all do is fight.

            So I lied about the money so you'd come...

            so we could be a family again.

            Y'all know that's what Big Mama wanted.

            MAXINE: Baby...come here.

            [Ahmad crying]

            MAXINE: It's OK.

            KENNY: Y'all smell that?

            MAXINE: Smell what?

            It's coming from the kitchen.

            MAXINE: You mess with the stove?

            KENNY: I'll go look.


            LEM: Oh, shit! Come on!

            KENNY: Uhh! Uhh!

            LEM: Let me get some water!


            Get back! Get back!

            BIRD: Oh, my God!

            LEM: Get back! Get back!

            Look out! Look out!

            Oh! Oh, whoa! Whoa! Look out!

            KENNY: It's coming from the back of the stove!

            LEM: It ain't working!

            TERl: Oh, my God!

            KENNY: Uhh!

            TERl: The house!


            The house!

            LEM: It's getting out of hand!

            LEM: We need an extinguisher!

            TERl: Yeah!

            [Men coughing]

            MAXINE: No.

            FAITH: Oh, my God.

            REVEREND WILLIAMS: Oh, my goodness.

            Oh, no.

            MAXINE: What happened?

            KENNY: I don't know.


            LEM: Ohh.

            I forgot. I left the towel on the stove.

            MAXINE: Oh, Ahmad...


            ALL: Aah!

            MAXINE: Uncle Pete, are you all right?

            Got a little on your face.

            He didn't mean nothing.

             This is, uh, my surprise, everybody.

              Uncle Pete.

              KENNY: Uncle Pete?

              [Maxine laughs]

              KENNY: I'm--I'm sorry, man.

              AHMAD: Look at this.

              -What? -What?

              LEM: Ho ho!

              AHMAD: Look at all this money!

              WOMAN: Yay!

              AHMAD: Big Mama really had hidden a pile of money.

              It was in the last place we'd look--

              Uncle Pete's TV.


              AHMAD: Now I understand what soul food was all about.

              During slavery, black folks didn't have a lot to celebrate.

              Cooking was how we expressed love for each other.

              That's what those Sunday dinners meant.

              More than just eating.

              It was a time for sharing our joys and sorrows.

              Something old folks say is missing in today's families.

              Things got better for my family after that.

              Even though Miles and Aunt Teri broke up...

              that doesn't stop Miles from coming over...

              and filling his belly with Mama's soul food.

              Lem and Bird are doing good.

              They got their own place...

              and they're expecting their baby any day now.

              My mama and Aunt Teri are cool again, at least for now.

              And Faith is finally a part of the family, too.

              As you can see, we didn't sell the big house.

              No way, no how.

              Even though we miss Big Mama's cooking, laughter, and love...

              none of us feel like life cheated her.

              She accomplished what she set out to do--

              to build a strong family with a rich tradition...

              and to leave love in her footprints.

              Thanks, Big Mama.

              BOYZ Il MEN SINGING: You taught me everything

              Everything you've given me

              I'll always keep it inside

              And you're the driving force in my life


              There isn't anything or anyone that I could be

              And it just wouldn't feel right

              If I didn't have you by my side


              You were there for me

              To love and care for me

              When skies were gray

              Whenever I was down

              You were always there

              To comfort me

              And no one else can be what you have been to me

              You will always be

              You will always be

              The girl in my life

              For all times



              You know

              I love you

              You know I love you

              You know I love you



              Mama, you're the queen of my heart

              You are

              Your love is like tears from the stars

              Your love is like tears from the stars

              Mama, I just want you to know

              Mama, I just want you to know

              Lovin' you is like food to my soul

              Lovin' you is like food to my soul




              Yeah, yeah

              You are the food

              To my soul

              Yes, you are

              [New song starts]

              [Singing] Uhh



              Don't you stop it

              Don't you stop what you're doin'


              You don't really want to stop

              No, you don't

              Don't you stop it

              Don't you stop what you're doin'

              Yeah, yeah

              You don't really want to stop

              PUFF DADDY RAPPING: Check it out, yeah, come on

              Whether you like it hard over live guitars

              Anything dropped

              If it's hot, it's ours

              If it's not, it's yours

              We on the job

              Everybody eatin'

              Everybody involved

              You can't stop that like you can't stop rap

              Bad boy, stop

              What's the chance of that?

              We don't stop

              So checks, advances, and stacks

              And we don't have to answer to jack

              No wonder we had this rap shit locked

              For eight straight summers

              Pull up at the party

              Eight straight hummers

              Six be the sixth, seventh, and eighth wonders

              Pop corks, we be the toast of New York

              And out West, we want y'all to understand

              All we wanna do is make you dance

              We know the song ain't done wrong

              When the party is hot

              Y'all don't really want us to stop, do you?

              [Singing] Don't you stop it

              Don't you stop what you're doin'


              You don't really want to stop


              Don't you stop it

              Don't you stop what you're doin'

              You don't really want to stop

              PUFF DADDY RAPPING: You can pump this in your jeep

              On an off-road

              Pump this through your Bose

              On the way to the toll

              Bang this in you're B.N.O.

              When you at home

              On the six-four sittin' on chrome

              Yo, we don't stall, we ball

              While you playin' the wall

              We in the middle of the dance floor

              Gettin' off

              We got a bunch of hot chicks

              Gettin' live with us

              At the end of the night

              They gonna slide with us

              [Singing] Don't you stop it

              Don't you stop what you're doin'

              You don't really want to stop

              No, baby, uh-uh

              Don't you stop it

              Don't you stop what you're doin'

              You don't really want to stop


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