Now, tonight it's going down.
I know my girlgon' be over the moon
when I give herher new ring,
and I'm hopingthat when our moms see
that this engagementis no joke,
that they're gonna start actinglike the grown folks they are
and start treating each otherwith respect.
So, now that Pamhas finally moved out...
Why would you...
(chuckling)I'm just saying
it's, like,a good thing,
and I'm sure you're happyin your new place,
so what I'm saying is
we would likefor you guys to be able
to come to family functionsand, you know,
and it not be a problem
every single timeyou guys get together.
We've never hada family function--
First of all,we're not a family yet.
I don't considerthis family.
I really don't.
Oh, well, wait'til she see
the size of this rockI got.
She'll be singinga different tune
about not wanting to bea part of this fam.
Since we're here,can we make a toast?
I don't know whatwe're toasting to.
(laughter)You know what I'm toasting to?
(Lyrica Garrett)You know whatI'm toasting to?
Being in L.A.for a year and a half.
I asked for the toast.
How you gonna get inon my toast
before I make it?
I said, "Can wemake a toast?"
Okay, say whatyou were toasting.
My toast is to Pam finallygetting the hell out.
Can we toast to that?
The hell out of what?Out of their house.
You in your own house.
You ain't got nothingto do with me.
I've got somethingto do with my daughter.
And then my daughterwas uncomfortable
with you being there.Okay.
You don't seem to knowwhen to leave.No, yo.
I don't know whatLyrica's mama's problem is,
but I'm not gonna sit hereand take this (bleep)
every time she goesto have an attitude.
I'm gonna have to show herwho I am.
She the one that started.
I started what?She did start.
All I said wasmake a toast!
You can't toastto no mother(bleep)...
Like, don't do that.Don't do that.
(Bleep) out of herewith that (bleep).
(Bleep), bitch.
No, no. Y'all chill.
Don't call my moma (bleep).
My mama don't (bleep)...
(overlapping dialogue)
Chill! Be quiet!
Damn!Is it too much to ask
for two parentsto just get along?
They can't even get overtheir own (bleep)
long enough to realize
that they not justhurting themselves,
they hurting us too.
Be quiet.I'ma be quiet.
But she put somegoddamn food on me,
and I'm not gonna put upwith her (bleep)!Mama...
You can't force us to besomething that we're not!
I'm not even sureabout you!
I'm sure about me.
You're the one who subjectedme and my daughter
to your mother.
I trust my daughter'sjudgment,
but I do not understand
why she thinks marrying A1and all that comes with it
with his ratchet-ass mamais gonna work.
Pam, you need to shutyour damn mouth
and stay away from me.
You got your (bleep)daughter crying!
Chill!You chill!
You don't even(bleep) care!
No, Mama, shut up!
I'ma show...Chill!
Mama, be quiet!
Y'all got me (bleep).Chill!
You know I do that--Stop! Stop!
I got a life and a career.You get one.
I don't understandwhy you can't get along.
The whole reasonthat we sat here--
Mama! Mama!
Be quiet!Hey! Hey! Mama!
I'm cool.You're not cool.
I am!