from Baby Boy
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JODY
You gone, [smacks Yvette's ass] get yo ass in there an make them tacos right?
1
JODY
[watching Popeye the Sailer on T.V] Popeye you're bitch ass ain't gonna do shit.
1
JODY
Go on and pull the damage out.
0
JODY
There's this psychiatrist, a lady named Frances Chris Walson. She has a theory about the black man in America. She says because of the system of racism in this country, the black man is meant to think of himself as a baby. A not yet fully formed being, who has not yet realized his full potential. To support her claim, she offers the following: First off, what does a black man call his woman? Mama. Secondly, what does a black man call his closest acquaintances? His boys. And finally, what does a black man call his place of residence? The crib.
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WINSTON
How much?
JODY
I'll let it go for $40.
WINSTON
$40?
JODY
Look, $35. That's the lowest I can go. You're killing me.
WINSTON
Okay, $35.
JODY
Thank you.
WINSTON
I'll squeeze my tiny ass up in this... upstage these bitches in here. You like it girl? Cute?
-1
SWEET PEA
Want me to take him out?
JODY
Nah. Let the nigga breathe. He make my momma unhappy, we will make his ass bleed. On the real. Make him feel the steel. Long as she happy, he got his life. Won't be no strife. And I hope his ass hear me, too.
MELVIN
I hear you. You know the problem with you little niggas? You think you know everything about the world, but you don't know shit.
-1
JODY
That's a pack of condoms girl what you doin with that?
-1
JUANITA
You know you're really starting to get on my last nerve with all this little shit between you and Melvin. I'm tired of it!
JODY
What? This my house too!
JUANITA
Your house? Your house? Do you pay any bills up in this motherfucker? Do you fix anything around here? When's the last time you paid a bill? All you do is eat, sleep and shit! Walking around here like you King Tut or somebody... be no mess about who's house this is... this is my house! Mine! And if I wanna bring a man all up and through here, I'll bring a man all up and through here! That's my say! Not yours!
-2
JODY
Hit Mr. Alize there. He tried to take my liquor. Do him first.
SWEET PEA
You got to get up close. You kind of draw back. Not too far, though. Aim for the nose or mouth. Prefaly the nose, it's soft.
JODY
Prefaly huh?
SWEET PEA
Nigga, you know what I mean.
-3
RODNEY
Hello? Hello? Yvette?
JODY
Naw, nigga, this ain't no motherfuckin' Yvette!
RODNEY
Put Yvette on the phone, nigga!
JODY
What? This my phone, nigga! Don't call my house no more!
RODNEY
How the *fuck* is that yo' house, nigga? You don't even live there. Is this Jody? The Jody that got my boo pregnant and can't take care of his responsibilities as a muthafuckin' man? Livin' at yo' mamma house? Walking around the streets like a little ass boy? Nigga, you's a *bitch*!
JODY
What? Yo' ass in jail! You can't say nothin' about me and mine, homeboy. Look, don't call my *fuckin'* house no more! My girl ain't feeling you. It's not happening, cuz! Concentrate on not dropping the soap, you bitch-ass nigga!
RODNEY
*Fuck* you, cuz! [hangs up]
JODY
I want a block on my motherfucking phone tomorrow, Yvette.
YVETTE
All right, Jody, damn!
JODY
Stupid ass.
YVETTE
You stupid.
JODY
All on the phone spreading my business out there. He on the other end talking 'bout "Yeah, I know you live with yo' mamma." I don't wanna hear that shit!