The Women of Brewster Place1989

Mattie Michael:
[rocking in a chair and sewing] So, trusting you stay out of jail, what you intend to do now?

Etta Mae:
I guess I could get a couple thousand for the car. That'll tide me over until my next... business opportunity comes along.

Mattie Michael:
You and your business opportunities. Why don't you just settle down and get yourself a regular job?

Etta Mae:
A job doing what? What kind of experience I got? Nothing that's gonna get me a regular job.

Mattie Michael:
You don't know that.

Etta Mae:
I do know it. And why're you on me? [Goes over to where Mattie is and takes a drink] I ain't heard nothin' about you working.

Mattie Michael:
Child, what'd I got to work for? Them days is behind me.

Etta Mae:
Oh, Mattie. I don't need no job. [Sits down in a chair beside Mattie] What I need is to find me a good man and live quietly in my old age.

Mattie Michael:
Uh huh. So where you planning on finding a "good man"?

Etta Mae:
That's the part I gotta figure out [They giggle a little] Problem is, only decent men are either dead or waiting to be born.

Mattie Michael:
Why don't you go to meeting with me tonight?

Etta Mae:
What you gonna do? Pray me up a man?

Mattie Michael:
There's a few decent, civil-minded men in our church. Widowers and such. [Mattie gets up and walks across the room] Beside, a little prayer wouldn't hurt your soul a bit.

Etta Mae:
I'll thank you to leave my soul out of this. [Mattie faces her] Besides, if your church got all those fine, decent men, how come you ain't snapped one yet?

Mattie Michael:
Child, I done banked them fires a long time ago, seeing as how you still keeping up steam. [They laugh]