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degree, just like your big sister.
So, Ma'Dere, is there anything else
we need to do around here?
- Y'all want me to make something?
- No.
What? I can cook.
Girl, you can't make reservations.
She orders up a mean Chinese.
Ten-hut.
Merry Christmas, Claude!
- Oh, my child.
- Hi, Mama.
- You look so good in your uniform.
- You look like a formal peanut.
Claude's got all them girls
going berserk.
They take one look
at a fine specimen like myself...
...and can we say "Denzel"?
Yeah, when are you gonna settle down?
Well, I know, whoever she is, just
make sure she's taking care of you...
...and she can cook like your big sis.
- Some of us were busy...
...going to college while others chose
to stay home and learn how to cook.
helped with the cleaners...
...while the rest of us,
...jetted off to college
Are you two listening to yourself?
A stranger wouldn't know
you were sisters.
- She started it.
- I don't care. I'm finishing it.
Kelli, fix some Kool-Aid
for the kids.
Are you sure you don't want me
to make something?
- No.
- Damn.
Don't hurt yourself.
Kool-Aid, simple.
Play to your strengths.
Stop it. Claude, let the men know...
...we'll be eating
as soon as Mel gets here.
I'm gonna get out of this uniform.
- Okay, so I just need...
- Water, sugar. Help her out, please.
Where'd you get those pants?
I look good, huh?
Gentlemen.
Ma'Dere said the food is ready.
We'll eat when Mel gets here.
- So, what's up with you, Malcolm?
- Nothing much, man.
Good things. Good things.
Except for the storm on its way.
Who said it don't rain in California?
Rains, fires, mudslides.
I think God don't like California.
- Hey, everybody. Merry Christmas.
- Hey!
Oh, my God. Look at my... Hey!
- Hey, Fred. How you doing?
- Hey. Now we can eat.
Welcome home, Mel.
Ma'Dere didn't tell me
you got leave. Hi.
I couldn't miss Mama's cooking.
I missed you.
Where's everybody? Where's Lisa?
- In the kitchen.
- Let me go say hi to her.
You go do that. Get in there.
You got a name, homes?
Devean.
Brooks.
Well, you know, she did
always like them articulate.
I'm about to go change.
I'll show you your room.
- Come on, get your bags.
- It's okay.
Y'all are punks, man.
- Devean Brooks.
- Brooks.
Can we join hands?
Bless, O Lord, almighty God...
...the Whitfield family and home.
May health, purity...
...goodness, meekness,
and every virtue, Father...
...reign on this Christmas holiday.
May all who visit here...
...be blessed with faithfulness
to thy law and thankfulness to God...
...the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit.
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