House Party 3 Page #4

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and Play will take care of the rest.

[SCREAMS]

There it is.

Um, you know what? I'll bring home the condoms...

I'm sorry, I'll bring home the contracts tonight, baby.

Keep it clean.

Hook them up, Ms. Pain.

Hook me up.

Uh, aren't there a few things we should discuss

before we start taking Showboat's money?

PLAY:
What are you talking--?

Kid, ain't nothing but a G thing, baby.

We all adults here. Showboat trust us.

He's a businessman. We are businessmen's.

Ah, you are a silly motherf***er.

Showboat don't trust sh*t.

No, no, no, my daddy always said

don't trust nobody but your mama and then cut the deck.

F*** that. Make sure you do what you say you gonna do.

You got my money, boy.

Oh, oh, oh. One more thing.

Go have a good time.

But look, look, whatever you do,

you can talk about my mama, steal my car, take my jewelry,

but don't mess with my money.

Oh, when you do that, you done...

Then you messin' with the wrong G.

The wrong G.

Now, um, here's the list of those 12 cities we talked about.

Uh, make sure you have those girls

sign that contract by tomorrow.

And until then, heh, let's make some money.

It was just really nice this morning, you know.

Kid had his reunion with his little cousins.

And they are three of the cutest little boys

you ever want to see, until one of them asked Kid

what happened to the big booty girl

he used to date in college.

Oh, no, he didn't.

Oh, yes, he did.

Was he talking about Sydney?

Don't say that "S" word.

Oh. Not with this day I've been having.

Not only that.

Kid kept going on about how good my French toast is.

But you don't like French toast.

Veda, you're my baby cousin, and I love you.

But if you're having second thoughts about this,

then maybe you ought to keep on thinking.

You're more than welcome to continue living with me.

I love having you.

No, if Kid were not ready,

he would not have saved for our condo.

Bought me this ring. He could have a car.

Janelle, I am wearing the man's car.

He announced our engagement, not me.

He never got this far with Sydney.

Yeah, that's because Sydney had some sense.

[PLAYING JAZZ MUSIC]

Okay, guys. Guys, guys, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Calm your nerves. Have a seat. Have a seat.

All right? Just sit down and do whatever Stinky tells you.

You sit down too.

I keep telling you I ain't no babysitter for these kids.

I need to be trying to impress them girls.

Play, take me with you, man.

They look at me, they'll sign that contract.

Stinky, do me a favor. Either wash your ass

or sit the hell down and shut up.

KID:
Please.

Hi, Kid.

Hi, Kid.

Uh, I mean, hi, ladies.

Know what? We need to talk in a better business atmosphere.

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