A Madea Family Wedding

He Takin' us home?

Madea, Hattie, Bam, And Jhamia sit in the living room. They are all in the middle of a conversation when Brian walks into the living room.

Madea: Brian.
Brian: Hey, Madea, Uh-
Madea: You done with all that work and everything?
Brian: Thats what I came to talk to you about.
Madea: What?
Brian: Cynthia and I aren't just yet done with all these papers and I'm gonna have to stay a bit longer.
Madea: Hold the hell on, Brian, I'm ready to get the hell outta here and go home.
Hattie: And me too.
Bam: Hattie,

There is a knock at the door. Samiyah comes from upstairs to open it.  Tyrone steps through the door. He and Samiyah hug and kiss.

Madea: Hey! If you gone do all that, baby, go on upstairs somewhere, hell.
Samiyah: Madea, I didn't know you were here!
Madea: That's cause you been up them stairs. Lord, Have mercy. Who the hell is-
Bam: Mable-
Hattie: Aw, Damn-
Madea: Bam, I know that ain't who I think it is. Bam, Is that-
Bam: Mable, That's Him!
Madea: Boy, what yo name is?
Tyrone: Tyrone, ma'am.
Madea: You and yo daddy got the same name don't you?
Tyrone: Yes, Ma'am.
Madea: Yep, thats the one, honey.

Samiyah and Tyrone walk up the stairs. Madea, Hattie, And Bam hear the whirring of an electrical wheel chair.

Madea: Aw, hell, that ain't my brother is it?

Heathrow drives the wheel chair into the living room.

Heathrow: Hey, Madea. Hattie, Bam.
Madea: Heathrow, what you doin over here?
Heathrow: I have no idea. What you doing here?
Madea: You ain't got to worry bout what the hell i'm doin here.
Heathrow: Where Vianne?
Jhamia: Uncle Heathrow, You know she dropped you off here.
Heathrow: Then where Londa?
Jhamia: Who?
Heathrow: My other daughter Londa. Where is she?
Jhamia: You only have two kids.
Heathrow: Oh, hell, that is what y'all think ain't it.
Jhamia: What?
Heathrow: I gotta get the hell outta here.
Madea: Heathrow, what is you talkin bout?
Bam: He crazy.
Heathrow tries to back out of the living room but hits the wall. He knocks a painting off the wall.
Heathrow: Damn.

Heathrow goes forward and hits the coffee table.

Heathrow: Damn.

Heathrow bags out of the living room. When he is out, they all hear a loud bang from the hallway.

Heathrow(from the hallway): Damn.

Madea: Yall gave him his medicine?
Jhamia: Yeah.
Madea: Did he tell you which medicine he needed?
Jhamia: Yes.
Madea: Baby, was it a pill or was it a squishy gummy?
Jhamia: More like the second one.
Hattie: Baby, yo granddaddy done tricked you into givin him weed.

Madea, Bam, And Hattie laugh.

Jhamia: What?
Madea: Them was weed gummies you gave him. That wasn't no medicine.
Bam: He has been doin that every since he started taking medicine.
Jhamia: Oh my G-.
Madea: It's ok, honey, you didn't know.

Cynthia walks into the living room.

Cynthia: What yall in here laughing at?
Madea: Yo daddy don ate weed.
Cynthia: What?
Madea: Nothing. Look- how long this work and everything finna take? I'm ready to go home.
Cynthia: About a few more hours.
Madea: Oh, hell nawl, that ain't gone work for me, baby, I gotta go.
Cynthia: Ok, Ok-
Madea: My feet hurtin', my back hurtin', my breast is almost touchin' my leg, baby, I got to go.
Cynthia: Samiyah?!! Could you come here for a minute?!!
Samiyah comes down stairs.
Samiyah: Ma'am?
Cynthia: Do you think Tyrone could take Madea and Hattie and Bam home?
Samiyah: I'll ask him (goes upstairs.)
Madea: Hold the hell on. He takin' us home?
Cynthia: Why not?
Hattie: Ion know bout that there, now.
Madea: Nawl, Honey, Nawl.
Bam: Cynthia, You know that boy daddy is the same Tyrone that you-
Madea/Hattie/Bam/Cynthia/Brian: BAM!!
Bam: What the hell yall callin my name for?

Tyrone comes downstairs.

Tyrone: We all set to leave?

They all look at him.

Tyrone: What is it?