Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Who wants dessert?
You're pretty. You make a mean sweet-potato pie.
See, this is why niggers drop out of school.
and if I had a chance to get out...
Come on, girl. You can do better than that.
But if he's Robert's friend, then he's my friend, too.
Granddad, you're not really gonna do this?
Huey, Riley, is that electricity I hear?!
Oh, I saw that movie.
somebody you should feel comfortable calling a nigger,
I had to call in the big guns...
Be late for my first date.
I knew this would happen.
You're smart.
you can walk to school in them.
Mm.
some estate planning, an advance directive?
Mm. Robert, huh?
I taught them. It's good manners.
and never looked back, right?
Mm-hmm.
a jail that smells like a combination of poop,
You know one's about to die, be real nice to that one.
piss, poopy piss, and gout.
Hush. Don't worry about what I am.
and... wait! I think I have the perfect job.
That's right... you ain't getting out of your contract now!
You see? You're making these lonely black women feel loved,
That's why we had to flip this arts-and-crafts room
Cha-ching!
I'm tired of this lawyer coming in and just singing.
Nothin' wrong with sex. That's how we all got here.
Enough. Get your asses in bed.
Vanessa and her girlfriends had granddad arrested for prostitution.
Know why we're broke, Robert?
We were caught in a cycle of despair, violence, and poverty.