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Who the hell is that? Hey, uh, Constance, give me a close-up. Ooh, hi. I'm Hattie Mae Pierce. But you can call me Big Momma. Everybody calls me Big Momma. Miss... Big Momma? Um, I'm not sure how you found out about this job opening, but unfortunately- - Well, has the position been filled? - Uh, no. Now, that's good equal opportunity. You should know I got Al Sharpton on speed dial. Mm- hmm. Need me to call? Wanna make a call? Hmm? - Want a rally? - Mm-mmm. First, we have Petra. - She studied art in Paris. - Oh. Bonjour. - Hmm. - She speaks four languages, and recently worked... for one of Orange County's most respected families. Unfortunately, they divorced. Oh, child, that divorce wasn't your fault. So what if men like to look at you in your birthday suit? Excuse me? Well, the only way you get a tan like that is by layin' out butt naked. Butterball naked. Hmm? Mrs. Fuller, I can assure you- No, its all right that you wanna be a nudist. Do your nudie thing. All right? It's okay. I'm sure Mrs. Fuller is not intimidated... by a pair of perky Ds. Hmm, Ds. Hmm? Hmm? Oh. Where you goin? Did I say somethin'? Ooh. You don't need nobody like that around your husband anyway. Okay. Um, our next candidate is Isabella. Isabella spent the last few years in the Peace Corps. Wow. That explains it. You-You chasing the dragon? - What? - You firing the 'aack- ack' gun? Child smoking the cheeba? I got two words: roach clip. So you don't burn your fingers. - Can you see that? - I should- I should probably really go.