Beauty Shop

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Hotlanta, home of the Hawks,

the Atlanta Stomp,

and that fine-ass Michael Vick!

Michael. If you out there listenin'.

Come on over to WJLM

and touch down

on a sister's backside

Your girl Helen's got an end zone

you wouldn't believe baby!

Holler at your girl!

Call me anytime

Call me if you need

someone to talk to

Call me,

satisfaction guaranteed

- Darnelle, you see my blue sweater?

- Leave me alone.

Darnelle, I know

you be dippin' in my closet

and I'm not going anywhere until...

- Leave me alone.

- You missed.

Hey, Nana.

Look at you!

- Come on, sit down, baby.

- No, thanks. I'm late.

Nana, have you seen

my blue sweater?

I ain't seen it.

- Go ask your mama.

- Mama!

Stop screaming.

I'm back here.

Satisfaction guaranteed

You almost ready, baby girl?

We gotta go.

I can't find my blue sweater.

That's because it's in the truck

where you left it,

where you

pretty much leave everything.

Okay, I guess I'm ready.

You ain't strollin' up in school

with that pimp hat on.

Mom, it's not a pimp hat, it's fashion.

Alicia Keys has the same one.

Well, good for her.

Lose the hat.

Why send me

to a performing arts school

if you're not gonna allow me

to be creative or express myself?

Sounds

like a contradiction to me.

"Sounds

like a contradiction to me."

Lose the hat and the attitude.

I'll meet you in the car. Go ahead.

- Vanessa!

- Yeah?

Do you think these pants

make my butt look big?

- Yeah, they do.

- Perfect.

Call me if you need

someone to talk to

I'm gonna get the hell out of here.

I'll mess with it at the shop.

- I see my blue sweater.

- Yep.

Hi!

Told you.

Go ahead, get out.

Wait.

Fly me some fingers.

- All right, have a good day. Love you.

- Love you, too.

Can't believe it.

She was right.

Hollering with Helen

in the morning

Hotlanta, how y'all is?

Hope y'all feeling somethin' like me

reckon y'all checkin'

my good mood this mornin'.

'cause your girl Helen

is doin' quite well. Thank you very much

See. one of my many mens-es

came through last night

and got crunk with my trunk.

If you know what I'm sayin'

Yeah. He got a sister smilin'

like she just got

a thousand-dollar credit increase

on her gas card

and ready to get pumped!

Y'all know I ain't lyin' to you

Just keepin' it real. For real. For real

Holler at your girl Helen

I'll holler

Don't even worry about it.

I'll get the hair.

You just come on in and we...

Yeah, we'll see you at 10:00.

All right, bye-bye.

No, no, I can't go.

I have my consultation later.

Finally getting those implants.

Dr. Kopelin says it'll take

like a week or so to recover,

Dr. Kopelin says it'll take

like a week or so to recover,

but I'll be so doped up

on Vicodin, who cares?

Okay, I'll talk to you later.

Joanne, Joanne, girl,

I'm telling you, don't do it.

Or you know what? You'll be going

hot and heavy with your boyfriend,

he squeeze too hard,

that thing fly right out your mouth.

Besides, you don't need that, girl.

Do you know why?

- Why?

- Because you are beautiful.

- Oh, my God, Gina! It's amazing.

- Well, you know.

You just have to give me a bottle

of that special conditioner you make.

Hey, you gotta keep that on the low,

because Jorge only likes us

using Jorge products.

Oh, forget about Jorge.

I swear, you're the best thing

that ever happened to him.

Is she now? I thought the best thing

to ever happen to Jorge's was Jorge.

My God, Joanne, you look fantastic.

You look incredible.

So, when you getting the implants?

Soon.

Jorge, you have a gem

on your hands.

- Gina is a miracle worker.

- Yeah. She's a... worker.

Sweetie, I gotta run.

I got some crow's feet screaming

for some Botox, so next week?

I'll be here.

Great to see you, baby.

So, Gina, nice work.

Thanks. Just doing what I do.

Well, about that, just remember

that in doing what you do,

you're actually doing what I do,

what Jorge does,

the person whose name

is on the moniker, ja?

"My nigga"? What?

"Moniker."

As in the name on the building.

So, that being said,

you just have a marvelous day, ja?

You need to learn

how to pronounce that correctly.

Jorge's time of the month again?

Let's go get some lunch.

I could use some air, anyway.

You got a dictionary?

I gotta look up this word: "ma-nigga."

- "Moniker"?

- "Ma-nigga."

- "Ma-n*gger"?

- That's what I thought he said.

- You said, "My nigga"?

- "My n*gger"?

- Don't you ever say that again.

- What?

You know, you whites,

you can't really say that word,

but that's what I thought Jorge said!

The guy can do some hair.

Well, he can work a flip.

- But he's a idiot to work for.

- At least you got a chair.

- I'm stuck in shampoo hell.

- Girl, you'll get out.

Oh, dear God, let it be soon!

I've been dying

to show you something.

Pictures from a hair show

I worked last weekend.

Those are my models.

What?

You did this?

Girl, this is good.

Jorge is trippin' not giving you a chair.

Well, if it means anything to you,

you always got a chair in my shop.

- Why, thank you.

- Well, when I get a shop.

What do you want a shop for?

Too much of a headache.

I always wanted my own shop.

Shoot, sell my own products.

Vanessa getting accepted

into that expensive-ass music school

just moved it

from Chicago to here.

- But it'll happen.

- Yes, it will.

Until then, I'm just gonna kick back,

stack my chips at Jorge's...

And try not to kill him.

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