Baby Boy (2001)
Taraji P. Henson: Yvette
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Quotes
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Yvette : Hey, girl.
Sharika : What you doing?
Chris : Are you on the damn phone again? Get off the phone.
Yvette : What's all that noise? Are you okay?
Sharika : That's Chris. The nigga is trippin'. We've been drinking that Thug Passion.
Chris : Get off the phone, bumping your gums, talking to them hos.
Sharika : You made up with that nigga Jody yet?
Yvette : No. I ain't thinking about him.
Sharika : Yeah, right. Jody know that's his pussy.
Yvette : I won't put up with his shit no more.
Chris : Am I invisible?
Sharika : I feel you.
Chris : Hello! Lights on. Anyone home?
Sharika : I definitely feel you.
Chris : Get off the goddamn phone and come here, so I can drop it off in your drawers! Damn!
Sharika : These niggas trip when they think hey own you. You need to check him.
Chris : You need to check these nuts in your mouth.
Sharika : Shut the fuck up! You see I'm on the damn phone! Shut your motherfucking ass up!
Chris : Fuck them hos! You always talk to them bitches about their relationships. Attend to your nigga!
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Jody : Yvette. Hi, baby. Baby, don't be mad at me. It ain't my fault. I love you.
Yvette : What is it Jody I'm listening.
Jody : Some Mexican stole your car.
Yvette : They what? Jody.
Jody : You hear?
Yvette : I hear.
Jody : You still got that tracking thing on?
Yvette : Yeah.
Jody : Cool. We'll find it in like 30 minutes. Call the po-po's and tell them what's up.
Yvette : I ain't doing that.
Jody : Why not?
Yvette : Because I know who stole my car.
Jody : Who? Tell me who stole your car baby and I'll go get it back for you.
Yvette : I stole my car Jody.
[Hangs Up Phone]
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Rodney : Hello? Hello? Yvette?
Jody : Naw, nigga, this ain't no motherfuckin' Yvette!
Rodney : Put Yvette on the phone, nigga!
Jody : What? This my phone, nigga! Don't call my house no more!
Rodney : How the *fuck* is that yo' house, nigga? You don't even live there. Is this Jody? The Jody that got my boo pregnant and can't take care of his responsibilities as a muthafuckin' man? Livin' at yo' mamma house? Walking around the streets like a little ass boy? Nigga, you's a *bitch*!
Jody : What? Yo' ass in jail! You can't say nothin' about me and mine, homeboy. Look, don't call my *fuckin'* house no more! My girl ain't feeling you. It's not happening, cuz! Concentrate on not dropping the soap, you bitch-ass nigga!
Rodney : *Fuck* you, cuz!
[hangs up]
Jody : I want a block on my motherfucking phone tomorrow, Yvette.
Yvette : All right, Jody, damn!
Jody : Stupid ass.
Yvette : You stupid.
Jody : All on the phone spreading my business out there. He on the other end talking 'bout "Yeah, I know you live with yo' mamma." I don't wanna hear that shit!
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Yvette : Jody, I know you love me. I also know you fuck other girls. I don't like it, but I know you. So just be real with me. Man, you gone be honest or what?
Jody : If you can take it. You're starting to get on my nerves with this shit Yvette.
Yvette : I'm getting on your nerves? And you're the one fucking around. You get with any of them girls you sell dresses to?
Jody : A few. There. You feel better now? I love you, girl. You got my son and you probably gone be my wife. You want me to be honest?
Yvette : Yeah, I do.
Jody : You're my woman. Them other ho's is tricks. I make love to you, I want to be with you, but I fuck other females occasionally. I don't know why, I just do. That's the situation. You feel better now? That's some honesty for yo ass. Deal with it. I love you enough to be honest.
Yvette : Jody, If you loved me, you wouldn't lie to me all the time. Move!
Jody : Hold on. You got it all twisted up! I lie 'cause I do love you. Being honest would mean I don't give a fuck. Out on the street, I tell the ho's the truth. I lie to you because I care about your feelings.
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Yvette : Jody my Jody.
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Yvette : Mama gotta have a life too.
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Yvette : Nigga, who told you to light my candles? You trippin'.
