- Big Momma, you didn't say you had a man.
- Child, I ain't got no man.
Why, she got every man in town
sniffin' round like dogs.
- I do?
- Do I smell some greens?
- Yeah, come on in. There's plenty.
- Oh, no!
Now, Ben, you know you can't eat no greens.
Greens give you gas somethin' wicked.
Last time I had Ben over for greens,
I had to re-wallpaper.
- Ben, let me show you to your car.
- Wait a minute!
You look different.
- Different?
- You know, I said the same thing.
That face and those eyes. You've changed.
- Changed?
- Yes, ma'am.
You're gettin' younger every day.
Sherry, say good night to Mr Rawley.
Good night. Nice to meet you.

Take it easy, Hattie.
Who the hell do you think you are?
Comin' up here, tryin' to put your
nasty-ass lips on me. I am not street booty.
I will not be treated like street poontang!
Ben, ifyou wanna get with me...
I mean... you will never
get with me! Understand?
And even if I was interested,
which I definitely am not,
you be goin' about it the wrong way.
- How am I supposed to go about it?
- You don't come in a woman's house
and lead with your shaboink-boink!
Women don't respond to that.
I should've bought you somethin'.
Like a corsage.
This ain't no damn prom.
Ben, you gotta bring a woman
somethin' special.
Somethin' that means it's from your heart.
Come on. You's a OG, aren't you?
You's a fake one,
but you's probably a OG, huh?
All right, well, get it together.