A young black woman discovers that her father was a sperm donor, and if that weren't bad enough, he's white.

Hal Jackson: Do you mind if I smoke in here?
Sarah Mathews: Yes, i do mind
Zora: ma, this is his office
Sarah Mathews: I don't care, this is my lungs, he can get himself killed.
Hal Jackson: Funny thing, sperm...
Hal Jackson: Yeah, I read black literature. Wilt Chamberlain book. Changed my life.
Hal: What the hell's that mean?
Hal Jackson: [trying on a rhinestone cowboy costume] I look like my mother.
Hal Jackson: Great advertising idea, lock the customers in 'till they buy something. I wonder if that would work with trucks?
Tea Cake Walters: There's a white man at the door!
Sarah: Are you giving me face ?
Zora: You're white.
Hal Jackson: Well, that's true, darling. But when we're alone in the dark, what difference is that gonna make?
[Tea Cake Walters is at a sperm bank]
Tea Cake Walters: Nurse? I need another cup.