A Different World (1987–1993): Season 6, Episode 8 - Baby, It's Cold Outside - full transcript
Whitley gets upset because Wayne does not spend enough time with her.
Oh, baby, no, I got
to brush my teeth.
That's okay, Dwayne.
I like you au naturale
like me.
Dwayne?
You don't have to go right now.
You still have time.
Why don't you come back to bed.
No, baby, I got to go.
I love you babe.
Then why don't you show it?
£ ooh £
£ I know my parents loved me £
£ stand behind me
come what may £
£ come what may £
£ I realize that I'm ready £
£ I'm ready £
£ 'cause I finally
heard them say £
£ I heard them say £
£ it's a different world £
£ it's a different world £
£ from where you come from £
£ it's a different world £
£ oh, now,
here's our chance to make it £
£ here's our chance £
£ if we focus on our goal £
£ focus on our goal £
£ if you dish it,
we can take it £
£ we can take it £
£ just remember
that you've been told £
£ that it's a different world £
£ it's a different world £
£ oh, it's a different world £
£ it's a different world £
£ from where you come from £
£ it's a different world £
£ it's a different world £
£ from where you come from £
£ it's a different world £
£ from where you come from,
yeah. £
You know what?
It's amazing.
I don't even feel
guilty this morning.
That's good, Freddie.
I mean all we did
was kiss platonically, right?
Come here, you.
Freddie, if we're caught,
we're dead.
Right.
Oh, I see.
See what?
It's you.
Stay away from my Dwayne.
Your dog is rubbing off on him.
Leaves before dawn,
back at midnight.
Not that I care.
It's no reflection on me.
It's not my fault
I haven't seen him
in three, four... eight days.
Are you saying..?
I'm not saying anything.
Least of all not to you, pig.
And, Ron, you have been warned.
Dwayne, mi amor,
I finally found you.
I'm just grabbing
a cup of coffee.
How would you like to grab this?
Whitley, what are you doing
in the pit
in front of my students?
But they said in cosmo...
I don't care what cosmo said.
Go home!
I bought velma one of those,
but she wouldn't wear it.
Montel in the house.
Say, ho.
All:
Ho!
Who?
Montel Williams, her new man.
He's on
at 4:00 P.M. now.
She changed
all her classes for him.
Don't forget,
4:00 P.M., height hall, montel.
Wait, Gina changed her classes
to watch a talk show?
That's why I need new roommates.
Hey, Kim, you need
to talk to your girl.
She's losing her mind.
More so than usual?
Be happy you have someone.
I wish I had someone
to complain about.
I wish I had a love life.
Yeah, me too.
I mean, marriage is cool.
It's a comfort zone
but when you leave that zone
at the crack of dawn
you're on your own.
No matter how tired you get
you still have to pay the am-ex
and a $2,500 insurance bill
on a Mercedes
you ain't even allowed to drive.
But that's okay.
Your mate might lose her job,
but that's cool
because you're young
and 17 hours a day
of hard work...
They won't kill you.
Oh, I'm late
for my 2:00.
Hey, baby, don't look so down.
We'll talk later.
Hello.
Hi, whit.
Kimberly, I'm so glad
you called me.
Actually, I was calling
about Dwayne.
Really?
I saw him in the pit today
and he seemed kind of troubled.
Well, Kimberly, rest assured
whatever your concern is,
I've got it covered.
I know my husband
and his every need.
You think so, huh?
Just keep your little nose
in the formaldehyde bottle
and let me worry
about the grownup things.
Sometimes I could just slap you.
My, my.
Dwayne is under
a lot of pressure.
Totally self-imposed.
He needs to talk to you.
He's got my number.
You're such a joy.
All you care about is Dwayne!
Calm down...
I've got
my marriage under control!
"Men who fall out of love quick
and the women who love them."
Next on montel Williams.
Go, montel.
Excuse me, is there
a head wagging convention
and no one informed me?
No, Kim, we just
watching montel.
You know gatherings of this size
must be approved
by either me or Freddie.
I knew.
Oh, but you didn't tell me.
I hadn't seen you yet.
Maybe you should start
leaving notes
since you're not around
much anymore.
What do you mean?
Don't walk away from me.
Montel:
Caller, I'm sorry
to keep you waiting.
Whitley:
That's quite all right, montel.
Montel:
You had a question or comment?
Whitley:
I love your show.
I think bald men are so strong.
That's whitley!
Montel:
Well, thank you very much.
Now can you tell me
why are you calling?
Whitley:
I'm having a Teenie-weenie
sexual problem with my husband.
Now, wait, wait,
what are you saying, caller?
Whitley:
Oh, that's good, montel.
That's real good.
Call me "caller."
Montel:
All right, your husband
quoted you and what happened?
Whitley:
Things were good.
Montel:
Just "things?"
Montel:
A teeny, sexual problem
in your marriage?
Well, you know,
like his intellect
his... his sense of humor,
his charm...
His lips...
The sweet smell of his hair
after his morning shower...
All:
What?!
Montel:
You got married
and then he stopped
taking showers or what?
Whitley:
Oh, I wish it were that simple,
montel.
But, alas, it is not.
Whit, it's an hour show.
Come on, girl.
Whitley:
Well, I heard
what that gentleman said
in that horrific polyester tie
about how women don't try
to stay sexy for their men.
But I do try to stay sexy.
I've done everything.
I cook. I clean.
I even have
a pair of black lace panties
with bells on the front.
Little bells?
That could get noisy,
couldn't it?
Okay. All right.
Whitley:
And guess what?
Pookie always calls me "bunny,"
you know?
So one day
I had a little rabbit
painted on my derriere...
Like a tattoo.
It lasted for a whole week.
Poor Mrs. Wayne.
Nobody to pet that bunny.
Montel:
Okay, well...
Now I'm starting
to understand this
but maybe you need to teach him
how to be a better lover.
Me?! Teach my pookie?!
Well, he's taught me
everything I know
from the "slow groove"
to the "rhythm and blues"
to the "glory-hallelujah-big-
daddy-you-sho-do-do-me-right."
Okay, but, caller
there are women
out there right now
that are trying to figure out
how they could get a man
to "sho-do-them-right."
What is the problem?
Big daddy just don't do me
no more.
Whitley:
I can see why.
I'm broke, my feets is flat,
and they stole my clothes.
I'm nothing.
Montel:
Oh, now, wait a second there,
caller.
If your man has a problem
because you don't have a job
or he has a problem
with your clothes
or maybe even the little bunny
on your butt
then it's time for you
to find yourself another man,
right?
Gina:
That's why I watch this show.
Go montel. Go montel.
Montel:
I'm really, really sorry
but we don't have a lot of time
and we've got to go
but you can call back
anytime you want.
I'm sure that sometime
or someday
he will come around. Okay?
Can I get your number at home?
Montel:
I'll tell you...
I'll tell you what.
I normally don't do that,
but when we go to break
we'll get that number to you.
But look, join us tomorrow again
on the next
montel Williams show.
Now I have put up
with a lot from you
but no one hangs up on me,
Whitney Gilbert!
I just called montel.
Oh, god, montel who?
Montel Williams.
I needed some sound advice.
I cannot believe
you actually called a nationally
syndicated talk show.
Why didn't you come to me
instead of the entire world?
Oh, calmn down, Kimberly.
It was strictly confidential.
He referred to me as "caller"
the entire time.
Oh, then you're safe.
But I'm still miserable.
Why, whitley?
Because you lost your job?
No.
Because you got robbed
last night?
No.
'Cause...
'Cause Dwayne doesn't...
Dwayne isn't enjoying...
Won't have...
What? Sex?
Ugh!
Don't say it like that!
Kimberly, not a word of this
to anyone.
If anyone knows about this
I would die,
and Dwayne would kill me.
Hey, girl,
now don't you worry, okay?
We have good news.
There are immediate ways
to solve your problem.
What problem?
Now look, I think
I know professor Wayne
and what he needs
is spiritual stimulation.
This is my book of poetry.
You let a man read that,
and he'll never leave you alone.
Gina:
And if you are alone, girl
just get that "jammin' jelly."
Rub it right in,
and it heats right up.
Why... why...
Why are y'all here?
We heard you
on the montel Williams show.
Yes, Mrs. Gilbert Wayne.
I have the ultimate
motivational appliance.
I don't have batteries,
so I had to plug it in.
Oh, she's going to plug it in!
Whitley:
Not in this house!
Kimberly, do something!
Now, I haven't tried this.
But I understand you whip up
cream and sugar
rub it all over
your face and neck...
Oh, I'm dying.
I'm hungry. Excuse me.
Kim, thank god you're here.
I've got to talk to you.
Hey, whit, sorry
about your sex problems.
You don't have nothing
to drink or eat.
But it is happy hour.
All right, girls' night out!
I can't go.
I have to cook.
For who?
Not that man
who's been ignoring you.
He can go without that
braised spam and applesauce
for one night.
Kimmie, I have to talk to you...
Come on, not now.
Let's go to the reggae room,
girls!
Girls:
Yes! Yes! Yes!
I have to leave a note.
"Hasta la vista, baby."
You don't understand...
We're going
to the reggae room...
Hey, bunny?
Hey, baby?
She's not here.
Where did she go?
I don't know.
I heard Kim and Freddie
in the kitchen
so I hid out in the trash chute.
Hey, that's appropriate.
You want some ray-nays?
I got an extra slab.
Oh, hey, white bread, I hope.
Yeah, I usually get both...
Whole wheat for whitley.
But since she ain't here...
And she didn't leave a note?
She probably took off on one of
them spur-of-the-moment things.
Where's the sauce?
No, no.
She always leaves a note.
Your woman busted me, man.
Busted you sneaking Freddie out
at 6:00 A.M.?
Yeah, she's probably
dissin' me to Kim.
Kim is probably dissin' me
to Freddie
and I'm going to be dis-missed.
Why don't you tell Kim
yourself there, champ?
What are you, stupid?
Hey, I'm like you.
I don't tell a woman anything
I don't want her to know.
Don't ever say you're like me
in public, all right?
I tell my wife things.
Maybe, when you talk to her
but she hasn't seen you in days.
She knows.
She knows what?
Come on, Dwayne,
we've been caught.
Surrender with some dignity,
all right.
Didn't I teach you anything?
I'm not cheating on my wife.
I've been working...
Something you have
no personal knowledge of.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
I've been working real hard.
Juggling two women
is very strenuous work.
Man...
Dwayne, I can't cover for you
if you don't tell me
what's going on.
Ron, I am telling you
what's going on.
Then you need to tell her.
You're looking rude, Kimberly.
Very rude, Kimberly rice.
Not boogie-boogie.
That's enough.
Oh, this is so much fun.
I'm sorry we had to take
the little munchkins
back to the dorm.
Hey, they're underage.
They really want
to hang with us too.
Well, we took them
to McDonald's.
Happy meal.
This rum is packing a punch.
How much do we owe you?
Drinks are on the gentleman
in the corner.
Ooh, that's Spencer,
my lab partner...
I told you guys about.
He is very lovely.
Oh... I wonder
what time it is.
It's almost 9:00,
why?
I always watch pookie
brush his teeth at 9:00.
We said we weren't going
to talk about pookie.
I'm sorry.
It's all right.
You go ahead and get it out.
Well, there was a time
when he only wanted
to make me happy.
Then after seven months,
it finally happened.
What?
I got common.
Common?
He got used to my looks,
and I can't change them anymore
unless I go red.
Believe me, going red
will not solve your troubles.
I'm nothing.
Oh, come on, stop it.
I mean, you've come a long way
from that little snot
I used to room with.
I mean,
don't forget who you are.
Who am I?
You are a strong, educated,
cultured woman of the '90s.
Yeah! Get a job!
I mean, Dwayne has three.
Is it that many?
See, now you don't even know.
And I'm sure he doesn't
know what you're feeling.
You guys need to communicate.
I mean, talk, confess
let it out...
I've been kissing Ron.
I mean, I kissed him like twice.
Are you crazy?
I thought you had
some sense this year.
Well, I know that it's awful...
But I just...
I like him,
and I don't know why.
Well, that's just peachy.
In the meantime
you have mutilated the heart
of a very dear friend of yours.
You should
get down on your knees
and beg her for forgiveness.
I'm not that mutilated.
It's okay.
Good evening, ladies.
Hello.
How was your rum punch?
It was delicious.
Thank you ever so.
You sound just like this one
on montel Williams showtoday.
So, like she need
a champion lover.
So, miss Reese,
you too tired to dance
with your future husband?
Oh, not at all.
Excuse me.
And, uh.. Freddie,
I already knew.
I'm so glad you told me.
Woman:
£ I really can't stay £
Charles:
£ baby, it's cold outside £
woman:
£ I've got to go away... £
I didn't know ray Charles
sang this song.
Yeah, it's a tape my mom made
for me of her old favorites.
You used to sing this song
to me.
I missed you, baby.
I was only gone a few hours.
You were gone
for three and a half hours.
The first two and a half hours
were terrible
and then I just went numb.
How do you feel now?
Baby, I had a real bad day.
Me too.
Tell me about your day first.
Really?
You're letting me go first?
Of course.
Talk to me.
Well, it started
when I left you
in that warm, soft bed.
Baby, you don't know nothing
about this
because you're dead asleep
but you look so beautiful
in the morning.
I mean,
you got this glow about you.
And your breath is fresh
like you've been dreaming
about strawberries.
How do you do that?
Anyway, so I was late
and I ran out of here
and that morning air hit me.
Baby, it's cold outside
at 6:00 in the morning.
I know.
Then I got to school
and none of the monsters
had their papers in on time.
Poor professor pookie.
I skipped lunch
and went to a faculty meeting
that they didn't
even need me for.
It was just...
No, tell me
about your bad day, baby.
How was your bad day?
Well, I kind of lost whitley
for a while...
But I found her again.
Thank god for that.
Who was I going to sleep with?
£ I've got to go home £
£ babe, you'll freeze
out there £
£ say, lend me your comb £
£ it's up to your knees
out there £
£ you've really been grand £
£ I thrill
when you touch my hand £
£ but don't you see £
£ how can you do this thing
to me? £
£ there's bound
to be talk tomorrow £
£ think of my lifelong sorrow £
£ at least there will be
plenty implied £
£ if you caught pneumonia
and died £
£ I really can't stay £
£ get over that old doubt £
£ oh, but it's cold... £
£ outside. £
to brush my teeth.
That's okay, Dwayne.
I like you au naturale
like me.
Dwayne?
You don't have to go right now.
You still have time.
Why don't you come back to bed.
No, baby, I got to go.
I love you babe.
Then why don't you show it?
£ ooh £
£ I know my parents loved me £
£ stand behind me
come what may £
£ come what may £
£ I realize that I'm ready £
£ I'm ready £
£ 'cause I finally
heard them say £
£ I heard them say £
£ it's a different world £
£ it's a different world £
£ from where you come from £
£ it's a different world £
£ oh, now,
here's our chance to make it £
£ here's our chance £
£ if we focus on our goal £
£ focus on our goal £
£ if you dish it,
we can take it £
£ we can take it £
£ just remember
that you've been told £
£ that it's a different world £
£ it's a different world £
£ oh, it's a different world £
£ it's a different world £
£ from where you come from £
£ it's a different world £
£ it's a different world £
£ from where you come from £
£ it's a different world £
£ from where you come from,
yeah. £
You know what?
It's amazing.
I don't even feel
guilty this morning.
That's good, Freddie.
I mean all we did
was kiss platonically, right?
Come here, you.
Freddie, if we're caught,
we're dead.
Right.
Oh, I see.
See what?
It's you.
Stay away from my Dwayne.
Your dog is rubbing off on him.
Leaves before dawn,
back at midnight.
Not that I care.
It's no reflection on me.
It's not my fault
I haven't seen him
in three, four... eight days.
Are you saying..?
I'm not saying anything.
Least of all not to you, pig.
And, Ron, you have been warned.
Dwayne, mi amor,
I finally found you.
I'm just grabbing
a cup of coffee.
How would you like to grab this?
Whitley, what are you doing
in the pit
in front of my students?
But they said in cosmo...
I don't care what cosmo said.
Go home!
I bought velma one of those,
but she wouldn't wear it.
Montel in the house.
Say, ho.
All:
Ho!
Who?
Montel Williams, her new man.
He's on
at 4:00 P.M. now.
She changed
all her classes for him.
Don't forget,
4:00 P.M., height hall, montel.
Wait, Gina changed her classes
to watch a talk show?
That's why I need new roommates.
Hey, Kim, you need
to talk to your girl.
She's losing her mind.
More so than usual?
Be happy you have someone.
I wish I had someone
to complain about.
I wish I had a love life.
Yeah, me too.
I mean, marriage is cool.
It's a comfort zone
but when you leave that zone
at the crack of dawn
you're on your own.
No matter how tired you get
you still have to pay the am-ex
and a $2,500 insurance bill
on a Mercedes
you ain't even allowed to drive.
But that's okay.
Your mate might lose her job,
but that's cool
because you're young
and 17 hours a day
of hard work...
They won't kill you.
Oh, I'm late
for my 2:00.
Hey, baby, don't look so down.
We'll talk later.
Hello.
Hi, whit.
Kimberly, I'm so glad
you called me.
Actually, I was calling
about Dwayne.
Really?
I saw him in the pit today
and he seemed kind of troubled.
Well, Kimberly, rest assured
whatever your concern is,
I've got it covered.
I know my husband
and his every need.
You think so, huh?
Just keep your little nose
in the formaldehyde bottle
and let me worry
about the grownup things.
Sometimes I could just slap you.
My, my.
Dwayne is under
a lot of pressure.
Totally self-imposed.
He needs to talk to you.
He's got my number.
You're such a joy.
All you care about is Dwayne!
Calm down...
I've got
my marriage under control!
"Men who fall out of love quick
and the women who love them."
Next on montel Williams.
Go, montel.
Excuse me, is there
a head wagging convention
and no one informed me?
No, Kim, we just
watching montel.
You know gatherings of this size
must be approved
by either me or Freddie.
I knew.
Oh, but you didn't tell me.
I hadn't seen you yet.
Maybe you should start
leaving notes
since you're not around
much anymore.
What do you mean?
Don't walk away from me.
Montel:
Caller, I'm sorry
to keep you waiting.
Whitley:
That's quite all right, montel.
Montel:
You had a question or comment?
Whitley:
I love your show.
I think bald men are so strong.
That's whitley!
Montel:
Well, thank you very much.
Now can you tell me
why are you calling?
Whitley:
I'm having a Teenie-weenie
sexual problem with my husband.
Now, wait, wait,
what are you saying, caller?
Whitley:
Oh, that's good, montel.
That's real good.
Call me "caller."
Montel:
All right, your husband
quoted you and what happened?
Whitley:
Things were good.
Montel:
Just "things?"
Montel:
A teeny, sexual problem
in your marriage?
Well, you know,
like his intellect
his... his sense of humor,
his charm...
His lips...
The sweet smell of his hair
after his morning shower...
All:
What?!
Montel:
You got married
and then he stopped
taking showers or what?
Whitley:
Oh, I wish it were that simple,
montel.
But, alas, it is not.
Whit, it's an hour show.
Come on, girl.
Whitley:
Well, I heard
what that gentleman said
in that horrific polyester tie
about how women don't try
to stay sexy for their men.
But I do try to stay sexy.
I've done everything.
I cook. I clean.
I even have
a pair of black lace panties
with bells on the front.
Little bells?
That could get noisy,
couldn't it?
Okay. All right.
Whitley:
And guess what?
Pookie always calls me "bunny,"
you know?
So one day
I had a little rabbit
painted on my derriere...
Like a tattoo.
It lasted for a whole week.
Poor Mrs. Wayne.
Nobody to pet that bunny.
Montel:
Okay, well...
Now I'm starting
to understand this
but maybe you need to teach him
how to be a better lover.
Me?! Teach my pookie?!
Well, he's taught me
everything I know
from the "slow groove"
to the "rhythm and blues"
to the "glory-hallelujah-big-
daddy-you-sho-do-do-me-right."
Okay, but, caller
there are women
out there right now
that are trying to figure out
how they could get a man
to "sho-do-them-right."
What is the problem?
Big daddy just don't do me
no more.
Whitley:
I can see why.
I'm broke, my feets is flat,
and they stole my clothes.
I'm nothing.
Montel:
Oh, now, wait a second there,
caller.
If your man has a problem
because you don't have a job
or he has a problem
with your clothes
or maybe even the little bunny
on your butt
then it's time for you
to find yourself another man,
right?
Gina:
That's why I watch this show.
Go montel. Go montel.
Montel:
I'm really, really sorry
but we don't have a lot of time
and we've got to go
but you can call back
anytime you want.
I'm sure that sometime
or someday
he will come around. Okay?
Can I get your number at home?
Montel:
I'll tell you...
I'll tell you what.
I normally don't do that,
but when we go to break
we'll get that number to you.
But look, join us tomorrow again
on the next
montel Williams show.
Now I have put up
with a lot from you
but no one hangs up on me,
Whitney Gilbert!
I just called montel.
Oh, god, montel who?
Montel Williams.
I needed some sound advice.
I cannot believe
you actually called a nationally
syndicated talk show.
Why didn't you come to me
instead of the entire world?
Oh, calmn down, Kimberly.
It was strictly confidential.
He referred to me as "caller"
the entire time.
Oh, then you're safe.
But I'm still miserable.
Why, whitley?
Because you lost your job?
No.
Because you got robbed
last night?
No.
'Cause...
'Cause Dwayne doesn't...
Dwayne isn't enjoying...
Won't have...
What? Sex?
Ugh!
Don't say it like that!
Kimberly, not a word of this
to anyone.
If anyone knows about this
I would die,
and Dwayne would kill me.
Hey, girl,
now don't you worry, okay?
We have good news.
There are immediate ways
to solve your problem.
What problem?
Now look, I think
I know professor Wayne
and what he needs
is spiritual stimulation.
This is my book of poetry.
You let a man read that,
and he'll never leave you alone.
Gina:
And if you are alone, girl
just get that "jammin' jelly."
Rub it right in,
and it heats right up.
Why... why...
Why are y'all here?
We heard you
on the montel Williams show.
Yes, Mrs. Gilbert Wayne.
I have the ultimate
motivational appliance.
I don't have batteries,
so I had to plug it in.
Oh, she's going to plug it in!
Whitley:
Not in this house!
Kimberly, do something!
Now, I haven't tried this.
But I understand you whip up
cream and sugar
rub it all over
your face and neck...
Oh, I'm dying.
I'm hungry. Excuse me.
Kim, thank god you're here.
I've got to talk to you.
Hey, whit, sorry
about your sex problems.
You don't have nothing
to drink or eat.
But it is happy hour.
All right, girls' night out!
I can't go.
I have to cook.
For who?
Not that man
who's been ignoring you.
He can go without that
braised spam and applesauce
for one night.
Kimmie, I have to talk to you...
Come on, not now.
Let's go to the reggae room,
girls!
Girls:
Yes! Yes! Yes!
I have to leave a note.
"Hasta la vista, baby."
You don't understand...
We're going
to the reggae room...
Hey, bunny?
Hey, baby?
She's not here.
Where did she go?
I don't know.
I heard Kim and Freddie
in the kitchen
so I hid out in the trash chute.
Hey, that's appropriate.
You want some ray-nays?
I got an extra slab.
Oh, hey, white bread, I hope.
Yeah, I usually get both...
Whole wheat for whitley.
But since she ain't here...
And she didn't leave a note?
She probably took off on one of
them spur-of-the-moment things.
Where's the sauce?
No, no.
She always leaves a note.
Your woman busted me, man.
Busted you sneaking Freddie out
at 6:00 A.M.?
Yeah, she's probably
dissin' me to Kim.
Kim is probably dissin' me
to Freddie
and I'm going to be dis-missed.
Why don't you tell Kim
yourself there, champ?
What are you, stupid?
Hey, I'm like you.
I don't tell a woman anything
I don't want her to know.
Don't ever say you're like me
in public, all right?
I tell my wife things.
Maybe, when you talk to her
but she hasn't seen you in days.
She knows.
She knows what?
Come on, Dwayne,
we've been caught.
Surrender with some dignity,
all right.
Didn't I teach you anything?
I'm not cheating on my wife.
I've been working...
Something you have
no personal knowledge of.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
I've been working real hard.
Juggling two women
is very strenuous work.
Man...
Dwayne, I can't cover for you
if you don't tell me
what's going on.
Ron, I am telling you
what's going on.
Then you need to tell her.
You're looking rude, Kimberly.
Very rude, Kimberly rice.
Not boogie-boogie.
That's enough.
Oh, this is so much fun.
I'm sorry we had to take
the little munchkins
back to the dorm.
Hey, they're underage.
They really want
to hang with us too.
Well, we took them
to McDonald's.
Happy meal.
This rum is packing a punch.
How much do we owe you?
Drinks are on the gentleman
in the corner.
Ooh, that's Spencer,
my lab partner...
I told you guys about.
He is very lovely.
Oh... I wonder
what time it is.
It's almost 9:00,
why?
I always watch pookie
brush his teeth at 9:00.
We said we weren't going
to talk about pookie.
I'm sorry.
It's all right.
You go ahead and get it out.
Well, there was a time
when he only wanted
to make me happy.
Then after seven months,
it finally happened.
What?
I got common.
Common?
He got used to my looks,
and I can't change them anymore
unless I go red.
Believe me, going red
will not solve your troubles.
I'm nothing.
Oh, come on, stop it.
I mean, you've come a long way
from that little snot
I used to room with.
I mean,
don't forget who you are.
Who am I?
You are a strong, educated,
cultured woman of the '90s.
Yeah! Get a job!
I mean, Dwayne has three.
Is it that many?
See, now you don't even know.
And I'm sure he doesn't
know what you're feeling.
You guys need to communicate.
I mean, talk, confess
let it out...
I've been kissing Ron.
I mean, I kissed him like twice.
Are you crazy?
I thought you had
some sense this year.
Well, I know that it's awful...
But I just...
I like him,
and I don't know why.
Well, that's just peachy.
In the meantime
you have mutilated the heart
of a very dear friend of yours.
You should
get down on your knees
and beg her for forgiveness.
I'm not that mutilated.
It's okay.
Good evening, ladies.
Hello.
How was your rum punch?
It was delicious.
Thank you ever so.
You sound just like this one
on montel Williams showtoday.
So, like she need
a champion lover.
So, miss Reese,
you too tired to dance
with your future husband?
Oh, not at all.
Excuse me.
And, uh.. Freddie,
I already knew.
I'm so glad you told me.
Woman:
£ I really can't stay £
Charles:
£ baby, it's cold outside £
woman:
£ I've got to go away... £
I didn't know ray Charles
sang this song.
Yeah, it's a tape my mom made
for me of her old favorites.
You used to sing this song
to me.
I missed you, baby.
I was only gone a few hours.
You were gone
for three and a half hours.
The first two and a half hours
were terrible
and then I just went numb.
How do you feel now?
Baby, I had a real bad day.
Me too.
Tell me about your day first.
Really?
You're letting me go first?
Of course.
Talk to me.
Well, it started
when I left you
in that warm, soft bed.
Baby, you don't know nothing
about this
because you're dead asleep
but you look so beautiful
in the morning.
I mean,
you got this glow about you.
And your breath is fresh
like you've been dreaming
about strawberries.
How do you do that?
Anyway, so I was late
and I ran out of here
and that morning air hit me.
Baby, it's cold outside
at 6:00 in the morning.
I know.
Then I got to school
and none of the monsters
had their papers in on time.
Poor professor pookie.
I skipped lunch
and went to a faculty meeting
that they didn't
even need me for.
It was just...
No, tell me
about your bad day, baby.
How was your bad day?
Well, I kind of lost whitley
for a while...
But I found her again.
Thank god for that.
Who was I going to sleep with?
£ I've got to go home £
£ babe, you'll freeze
out there £
£ say, lend me your comb £
£ it's up to your knees
out there £
£ you've really been grand £
£ I thrill
when you touch my hand £
£ but don't you see £
£ how can you do this thing
to me? £
£ there's bound
to be talk tomorrow £
£ think of my lifelong sorrow £
£ at least there will be
plenty implied £
£ if you caught pneumonia
and died £
£ I really can't stay £
£ get over that old doubt £
£ oh, but it's cold... £
£ outside. £