All language subtitles for diffrent_strokes_s01e02_the_social_worker

Now the world don't move to the beat of
just one drum. What might be right for

you may not be right for some. A man is
born, he's a man of means.

Then along come two, they got nothing
but the genes. But they got different

strokes to take, different strokes to
take, different strokes to move the

Everybody's got a special kind of story.

Everybody finds a way to shine.

It don't matter that you got not a lot.
So what? You'll have yours and I'll have

mine. And together we'll be fine.

Different strokes to move the world.
Different strokes to move the world.

What are you doing in there?

Scaring the bums off you.

Young man, what have you been told about
hiding and jumping out at people?

That's the only way somebody my size is
going to scare anybody your size.

Well, watch yourself, because somebody
my size might decide to keep somebody

your size from getting any bigger.

You got that, Arnold?

lovely day.

Arnold,

that is the second time this week that
you've scared me half to death. Which

half did I get this time?

Please, don't do that again. All right,
Mr. Drummond.

Where's Willis?

I have to talk to you boys about
something very important.

Uh -oh.

Whatever it is, I didn't do it. No.

Arnold, you're not in any trouble.

Yet. But have patience. The day has just
started.

Do you want me, Mr. Drummond? Yes,
please.

Now, you boys know that there's a social
worker dropping by today to see how

you're doing, right?

Yeah, right.

Now, it's very important to all of us
that she sees how much you like it here.

But you said if you wanted to leave, the
door was always open.

That's right, Willis.

Now, I'm going to tell the social worker
how much I like you guys.

It might be helpful if you could say
something, you know, complimentary about

me. Okay.

I'll tell her you got all your own
teeth.

I thank you. And my dentist thanks you,
but that's not exactly what I meant.

Arnold, what could you say?

I could say this is a place I want to
die and be buried. Right here in this

with a colored TV and stereo.

Yeah, it's just like King Tut. Yeah,
King Tut.

Who's that?

It might be better if you just simply
said that you couldn't imagine wanting

live anywhere else. Except Harlem.

You know what I like about Harlem?

What?

Gang of kids.

If you behave yourself, Willis, today,
I'll buy your own gang of kids.

We'll give it a try.

And we'll do what you say.

Thanks, Willis.

Now, let's see.

What could you say about me that's nice?

And still truthful, of course.

We could say you're a real cool dude.

A real cool dude?

Mm -hmm.

You know, I like that.

That's who do we knew. He got five years
still in the hot car.

Yeah. Then he got spanked by his mommy
because he wasn't old enough to drive.

All right. Okay, fellas, get ready for
breakfast. And that social worker could

be here any minute. All right, Mr.
Drummond. Okay, Mr. Drummond.

Are you Mr. Drummond? Yes.

Miss Amesley, social worker.

Oh, yes, please, come in.

Can I get you a drink, Mrs. Amesley?

Miss Amesley.

And I never drink on the job.

Do you drink, Mr. Drummond?

Oh, never.

Never!

Won't you please sit down?

Now then, the children.

Ah, yes.

Those happy, well -adjusted little tots.

Boys! Coming, Mr. Drummond. Coming, Mr.
Drummond.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Drummond.

Yeah, we would have been here sooner,
but we're up there counting our

here I want you to meet.

This is Arnold, and this is Willis
Jackson.

Boys, this is Miss Amesley, social
worker who's come to pay our happy home

visit.

How do you do?

I'm happy Willis.

And I'm delirious Arnold.

You're Arnold, you're Willis. Yes, ma
'am. We also got a happy goldfish

named Abraham.

gopish we ever saw laugh.

Happy children making happy jokes.

So you boys are really happy living
here. If this was heaven, I'd kill

tomorrow.

that you children certainly do have a
lovely place to live in.

Confidentially, the man is loaded.

L -O -D -I -D.

He sure treats us right.

You know, children can be spoiled that
way.

Well, if you're gonna turn bad,
that's...

right from wrong. Oh, and wrong from
right.

Whichever we happen to get involved in
first.

Boys.

Have you ever lived in a non -black
neighborhood before?

Just once.

When our landlord in Holland painted our
building white.

Do you miss seeing other black children
your age?

No, ma 'am.

Black kid my age, all I gotta do is look
in the mirror.

Well, I guess that's all the questions
that I have for the boys. All right,

boys, you can run up to your room and
listen to your classical records.

Perhaps Peter and the Wolf?

I know you like the dance of the Sugar
Plum Fairies. Oh!

Just a minute.

I want you to take my card.

We can never be too careful in these
cases.

And I want you to feel free to call me
should the need arise.

Oh, we won't be needing anything.

We even got a phone in the car.

Yeah, and if you don't have anything to
do yourself sometimes, you can give us a

buzz.

Come, little brother.

It was a pleasure meeting you, Miss
Ainsley.

For me, Likewise.

Very civilized person, isn't she?

How wonderful human beings.

Aren't they adorable?

Yes. And you've coached them very well.

Now then, Mr. Drummond, I have a couple
of questions I'd like to ask you.

Yes? You also have a teenage daughter.

Kimberly. She's 13.

She's at boarding school, but she comes
home weekends to keep me from using the

phone.

Now then, Mr. Drummond, I understand
you're a widower. When it comes to

do you... Yes, I do.

Well, the boys seem to be getting along
just fine, and frankly, I'm surprised.

Why should you be?

Well, it's been my observation that
white children are usually happier in

families, and black children with black
families.

Oh, really?

Mm -hmm.

But then it just might be that money can
buy happiness.

It must be nice to be L -O -D -I -D.

It's true, I do have money, but I really
care a lot for those boys.

Good.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

I kiss you.

Mrs. Garrett, I'm a very fortunate man.

Yeah, you sure are.

have a gem of a housekeeper like me.

I was referring to the boys, but you
too.

Thanks. You know what that social worker
was just telling me?

That it's been her observation that
black children belong with black

Black children what?

Black children belong...

What's the matter?

Shut up and give me a hand.

Tell me why you're crying.

Never mind.

Oh, now come on, Arnold.

We've always been straight. You know,
brother to brother, right?

Yeah. And now that Mama and Papa have
died, we've got to look out for each

other.

Cry and tell him what's bugging you.

Well, Mr. Drummond said we belong with
the black family.

I heard him tell Ms. Garrett.

He said black children belong with black
families. You sure he said that?

I heard him. My ears aren't painted on.

Why would he say a thing like that?

You know, he likes us.

Nothing makes sense.

I thought there was one dude who was
colorblind.

What are we gonna do, Willis?

Don't worry about it.

I'm your big brother, and I'll take care
of it.

I'm sure glad you're my big brother.

Me too, short stuff.

Why won't he pretend to like us, Willis?

I guess because we laid his fad in
Hunkyland.

What does that mean?

It means we better get out of here
before he puts us under the jockey suit

plants us on the front lawn.

Hasn't this been an absolutely terrific
day?

My, we're in an especially good mood
this evening.

And why not?

I had a wonderful day at the office,
I've got two fine boys, and I walked

all the way through Central Park without
being mugged.

It's a little joke.

Oh, when they're that little, they
really need a magnifying glass.

Well, I'll go up and call the boys for
dinner. Forget it.

They've already...

What? Yes, they went out and bought
pizza and beans.

Went out and bought?

Yes, sir.

The only one who ever walked out on my
cooking was my ex -husband.

And that was only because I tried to
poison him.

Now that's a joke.

I think I better have a talk with the
boys.

Oh, by the way, that social worker
called three times.

Her number's on the pad there.

I wonder what she wants.

Ms. Ainslie, Philip Drummond here.

What?

I can't believe that.

But I... Well, yes, under the

circumstances, I...

Very well.

I'll be expecting you.

Miss Ainsley is bringing a black couple
here tomorrow morning.

Oh, adopting two more children?

Why not? The more, the merrier.

Just the opposite, I'm afraid.

Keep looking.

What do you think he'll do because we
call a social worker?

He'll probably throw a party after we
leave.

Yeah, maybe we could leave later. I sure
hate to miss a good party.

Uh -oh, he's coming up.

Remember now, if he don't want us here,
we'll show him we don't care.

Get up there.

Good evening, fellas.

What's so funny, guys?

The whites are attacking the Indians,
and the Indians are winning.

Oh, man, talk about a fast haircut.

Oh.

Willis, I understand that you called
that social worker this afternoon.

Yeah. had a chat with the lady.

And just what did you tell her?

I thought we'd be better off with a
black family.

In case you hadn't noticed, we're black.

But you were happy this morning. I mean,
what's the problem?

Just that things ain't working out.

You know, man, blacks belong with
blacks, and whites belong with whites.

Unless you happen to be a zebra.

I thought you liked it here.

Why do you want to leave?

Because we'd like it better somewhere
else.

I see.

Well, all I want to do is what's best
for you guys.

Because I love you.

But that's the way you want it.

A black couple's coming here tomorrow
morning to see you.

Good night, boys.

Well, I guess we told the man.

Yeah.

Well, a guy who don't want us to stay,
he sure is pretending like he does.

Yeah. You know, if he wanted us to stay,
he would have tried harder.

But he didn't say one word about us
staying.

He sure can put on a good act.

This is a tough world we live in,
Willis.

There's only two people we can trust,
and that's you and me.

Right. And sometimes I'm so sure about
you.

Come on, Mr. Drummond. Cheer up.

Eat your breakfast.

I hardly slept a wink all night thinking
about those kids.

How can I eat?

It's easy.

You take your little porky poo, and then
you stick it in the eggy poo, and then

you put it in your mouthy poo.

That makes me sicky poo.

I still can't understand why the boys
want to leave.

Just tell me one thing that I did wrong.

Well, sometimes you're a little
overbearing, and you can be a

you can be very demanding. I only asked
for one thing.

Wait. That was the bad news. Now for the
good news.

I could use some.

Well, you're very kind and loving, and
you make a wonder...

I'm telling you, these kids are living
in the lap of luxury.

Confidential. This place would make the
greatest garage sale in history.

What's a garage sale?

What's a garage sale?

That's when I call rich.

Oh, believe me, Mr. Drummond, that black
couple's going to have to be something

else before those boys will give up all
this and leave you.

Thanks, Mrs. Garrett. You really cheered
me up. Now all I feel is miserable.

I'll get it.

Good morning, Miss Ainslie.

Please come in.

Thank you.

Please come in. Thank you.

Mr. Drummond, this is the couple I was
telling you about, Mr. and Mrs.

How do you do, sir? How do you do, Mr.
Thompson?

Mrs. Thompson. Hello.

Please sit down. Thank you.

Charming place you have here, Drummond.

Thank you, Thompson.

It reminds me of our little flat in
London.

Your little flat? Oh, our main home's on
Long Island.

We use the London place just for
weekends.

May I ask what line of business you're
in, Mr. Thompson?

Well, you know all the oil the Arabs
have.

Yes.

Someone has to sell them the barrels.

Mr. Drummond, The children.

Oh, yes. Yes, of course.

Willis! Arnold!

Would you come down here, please?

Oh,

Jeffrey, look at the darling little one.

This darling little one is my goldfish.

I want you to meet Mr. and Mrs.
Thompson.

This is Arnold, and this is Willis.
Hello, Arnold. Hi. How do you do?

And they're simply marvelous boys.

I'm in love with them already.

Well, we're packed and ready to make the
tracks.

Yeah, well, tell us something about
yourselves.

How old are you? Eight, trying for nine.

I'm 13, trying to get out of here.

Well, I know we're going to make one big
happy family.

I'm sure.

As I told you yesterday, Mr. Drummond,
black children belong with black

families.

You said that?

That's right.

You said Mr.

Drummond said that. He did say it. What
do you want, an instant replay?

Hold it, boys.

What did I say?

You said that black children belong...

I heard you say it. I was standing right
up there looking down on your bald

spot.

So that's it.

You boys started all this because you
thought... Arnold, you little... Dummy.

Thank you, Willis.

Come here, Arnold.

Arnold, you only overheard a part of the
conversation.

I was merely repeating what this...

Rather opinionated lady here said.

I am not opinionated. I was merely
repeating what the computer said.

You can tell your computer to go suck a
lemon.

Willard.

Arnold, what you did was a very natural
mistake.

I mean, sometimes people hear a part of
a conversation and they jump to the

wrong conclusion.

Why, when I was only nine, I overheard
my father talking, and I was sure he

wanted to sell me.

How much did he get for you?

No, it wasn't me. It was just some
stock, but I learned a very important

Misunderstandings do occur.

But see, when you love someone, well,
then you discuss it first before you do

anything about it.

Do you hear that, lame brain?

Yeah, I heard. I guess there's only one
thing bigger than my ears. My mouth.

Mr. Drummond, will you take me and short
his back?

Willis, if you boys had left, I was
thinking about leaving with you.

Olivia, are you thinking what I'm
thinking?

Yeah, baby.

It's obvious that these boys belong
here.

Black or white, it's love that comes.

Mr. Drummond, I think I will tell my
computer to go suck a lemon.

Fellas, anytime you'd like to come out
to the island and swim in our pool or go

fishing off our yacht.

We'd love to have you. Yes, we'd love to
have you. You got a swimming pool.

Oh, yeah.

And a yacht, too. Yes, indeed.

Mr. Thompson, you better leave your name
and address just in case.

just one drum what might be right for
you may not be right for some a man is

born he's a man of means then along come
two they got nothing but the genes but

they got different strokes to take
different strokes to take different

to move the world everybody's got a
special kind of story

everybody