Living Single

Season 2 Episode 4

Working Nine to Nine-Fifteen

Aired Sunday 8:30 PM Sep 22, 1994 on FOX
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Working Nine to Nine-Fifteen
Max drives the girls crazy by spending all her time at their apartment (even having her calls forwarded). They rejoice when Evans and Bell call her back to work. However, Max is frustrated by the loss of her clients and office and the realization that the partners will never stop punishing her for her mistake. She quits during her first day. Khadijah insists that she has acted rashly, and advises her to ask for her job back. Max refuses, insisting that a better offer will come along. After a week of rejections, Max is finally offered an interview. Although the interview goes very well, the firm decides to hire someone else. Max begins to lose confidence, although her friends assure her that she is an excellent lawyer. Max breaks down and calls Evans and Bell to plead for forgiveness, but hangs up without speaking to them. Meanwhile, Overton and Regine become convinced that an elderly woman in Max's building has committed a murder. Kyle finally talks to the woman and discovers that the "body" the duo had seen was a safety doll that she used so that she wouldn't appear to be alone in her car. Tag: Safety doll performs the theme song.moreless

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    John Henton

    John Henton

    Overton Wakefield Jones

    Kim Coles

    Kim Coles

    Synclaire (James) Jones

    Mel Jackson

    Mel Jackson

    Ira Lee "Tripp" Williams III (season 5)

    Kim Fields

    Kim Fields

    Regine Hunter

    Erika Alexander

    Erika Alexander

    Maxine Felice Shaw (a.k.a. "The Maverick")

    Queen Latifah

    Queen Latifah

    Khadijah James

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    • QUOTES (19)

      • Max: You got to get up pretty early in the morning to get one over on me.
        Kyle: Yes, because evil never sleeps.
        Max: But ugly gets plenty of rest.

      • Khadijah: I just hope she doesn't get any more rejection letters today.
        Synclaire: Me too! Every rejection means a hundred more résumés. I am tired of licking the back of Patsy Cline's head!

      • Max: No wonder I haven't received any offers.
        Khadijah: I offered to throw your ass off the roof.

      • Overton: Good morning, my little crumpet.
        Synclaire: Good morning, my handsome hash brown.
        Khadijah: You two make breakfast really unattractive.

      • Evans: One more would have been more useful if you had learned Spanish.
        Max: ¡Estupido!

      • Khadijah: Max, you just went back to work. How could you quit?
        Max: I had to. They gave away my cases, moved me into a cubicle, and they asked me out to lunch for sushi. I hate sushi!
        Synclaire: Me too. Sushi can give you parasites.
        Overton: It's the green horseradish that gets to me.
        Khadijah (to Max): You couldn't have given this a little more thought?
        Overton: Well, hell, I tried it with ginger. I tried it with soy sauce. I tried it...You're not even talking to me, huh?

      • Overton: When I'm receiving the mayor's Medal of Honor, I'll be sure to thank you. Even though we'll both know you didn't support me when I needed it most.
        Synclaire: Oh, thank you. Sometimes I think I don't deserve you.
        Khadijah: Believe me, you do.

      • Max: Yes! They want to meet with me.
        Synclaire: See Khadijah? She does have a prayer in hell.

      • Overton: Regine, I've solved the case. There's an abandoned apartment across the street. It's been completely trashed. It's gotta be the crime scene. Well, no, that's Max's apartment. You know, Max, the city will pick that stuff up every Wednesday if you just put it outside.

      • Synclaire: You know, I miss helping Max. Typing, stuffing envelopes, making copies. It was all so soothing.
        Khadijah: Well, in that case, there's a big soothing pile of work on your desk at the office. It's practically a spa.

      • Regine: Obie, I think I got something. The couple in 3-B just had an argument, and from the look on his face, he just found out that baby ain't his!
        Overton: Regine, sometimes I feel you're motivated by sheer nosiness and not the pursuit of truth and justice.
        Regine: Yeah, so?

      • Synclaire: I should have had faith in you.
        Overton: Don't worry, my little sweet potato pie. Just being able to say, "I told you so" is its own reward.

      • Khadijah: Girl, I have not seen you this happy since you won that negligence suit against that bra company.
        Max: Snap in the front, someone's bound to lose an eye.

      • Regine: Unbelievable. I cannot tell the difference between a real man and a rubber one from fifty feet away? I'm losing my touch!

      • Regine: Someone's approaching the building! Middle-aged man. Striped polyester pants. Wallabies. Large canvas sack. Ooh. Not a good look.

      • Regine: Miss Meg really is holding a corpse. She's in great shape for an old biddy!

      • Overton: Yeah, you just laugh it up, Little Lord Fauntelroy. But always remember: in the movies, it's always the skeptical one that gets it first.

      • Regine: Max, you're like a wad of gum stuck to the bottom of my life.

      • Synclaire: I understand, Max. I know what it's like to be trapped in a job you can't stand. Trapped like a wolf in a clamp. You just wanna chew your own paw off just to be free. Just (growls)…and then Khadijah hired me! It's good to be free. Let the sun shine in.

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