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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? Don't have theirs. 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.

Last week on Different Strokes.

The Drummond family received good news
from their social worker about Willis

Arnold. Well, guys, just think.

After all this time, come Friday, you
will legally be my sons.

That'll be great. Not only do we get
adopted, we get to miss a day of school.

Meanwhile, in Jethro Simpson's junkyard
in Los Angeles, Simpson finds some bank

books and a document in an old mattress.

It's the will of a deceased friend of
Arnold and Willis' late parents.

I, Morton Ridley, leave my entire
fortune to Henry and Lucy May Jackson of

York City, or, in the event of their
death, to their sons, Willis and Arnold.

Hmm.

Willis and Arnold Jackson sure need
somebody of their own kind to help take

of them and all of that money.

And I vote for me.

The morning the family was leaving for
court to make the adoption legal,

appeared with a lawyer and a letter.
It's a letter from your father, boys.

Our father?

It says that if anything ever happens to
him or to your mother, he wants your

cousin Jethro Simpson to be your legal
guardian.

And now, part two of the adoption.

Boys, is that your father's writing?

I wouldn't know.

I was only a year old at the time and
doing more thumb sucking than reading.

Yeah, that sure looks like his writing,
Mr. Dean.

Tom.

Does that letter have any validity?

Well, that'll be up to the court.

If Mr.

Simpson is claiming guardianship.

Oh, no. He can't take the boys away. He
won't let them go. He won't go.

Yeah. You lay one hand on us, I'll
karate all over your knees.

Arnold, Arnold, now calm down.

Simpson, you can see what this is doing
to my family.

Why are you doing this?

I'm sorry, Drummond. I appreciate the
way you've looked after the boys, but I

think they'll be better off with someone
of their own kind.

Color has nothing to do with anything. I
love these boys, and I'm not going to

let you do this. Mr. Drummond, if we
have to, we can go to court and obtain a

legal order.

Uh, Tom?

What is my position here?

Well, I know one thing. In view of that
letter from their father, no judge is

giving you Willis and Arnold today.

But, uh, let me research it. I'll make a
call.

Now, look, Mr. Simpson, there must be
some other way we can work this out.

Now, what do you want?

Just name it.

Name it.

Is it money?

Money?

Now, don't insult my client by offering
him money. Oh, I'm not insulted.

Your client doesn't need your money,
Drummond.

He's a wealthy man.

Mr. D's got money, too.

If you hadn't noticed, this isn't
exactly a flop house.

Yeah, we got four Johns.

I'll warn you, Simpson. If I have to, I
will put every penny I have behind us

and fight you all the way.

That's telling him, Mr. Drummond. We're
behind you, Daddy. And if Mr. D needs

any more money, I'll throw in my piggy
bank.

Yeah, and I'll see if I can get an
advance on my old age benefits.

Now, let's not be hasty here.

Think of what's best for the boys,
Drummond.

I am, Mr. Drummond.

As you've indicated, a court battle
could be very costly.

Now, as I've said before, my client has
money, too.

Of course, it's in Rio.

The Brazilian savings and loans.

Hey, I'd like to have a word with you.
If we can step out on the terrace,

please.

I can't believe this is happening.

Five minutes ago, we were all so happy.

Life sure is funny.

Yeah, life is like an ice cream cone.

Just when you think you got it licked,
it drips all over you.

Now, don't worry, kids.

We'll beat this thing.

I'm going to see what my lawyers found
out.

Peyton, I don't think it's a good idea
to be tossing all of our money around.

What's the problem? Cash flow?

That's right. At the moment, the flow is
slow.

But when you came to my law firm and
showed me that letter, you said you were

wealthy man.

I know. I was there when I said it.

Well, the only way I can think of to
prevent a costly court battle is if the

boys wanted to go with you voluntarily.

Judges take into consideration the
wishes of children.

Turn on the charm, Simpson.

Oh, well, that's easy.

I'm up to my armpits in charm.

Well, let me know what you decide.

Goodbye.

Uh, would you lovely young ladies mind
if I had a charming chat with the boys

alone? Mr. Simpson, I hope you know that
you're tearing this family apart.

Yeah. Look at this face.

Look how sad you've made it.

I may never smile again.

Oh, my goodness.

Come on, guys.

Cheer up.

As we say on the pampas, every volcano
has a silver lining.

I don't understand that.

Well, that's volcanoes for you.

But believe me, we're going to have lots
of laughs.

No, thanks.

I'll get all the laughs I need by
watching Willis kissing himself in the

Oh, come on now.

You like South America.

It's real hot.

I hate it hot.

Oh, except at night when it's real cold
and there are lots of big mountains down

there. I hate mountains.

Except on the parts where it's flat.

And I bet it rains a lot, except when
it's not raining.

Oh, you've been there before.

I ain't been there and I ain't going.

I'm staying right here in New York.

Rio would be just like New York if you
put in a subway to Empire State Building

and scatter some winos around.

We ain't going there.

Okay. All right, if that's the way you
feel about Rio, we won't go.

We'll live in Los Angeles.

Los Angeles?

Yeah, I've got a little antique business
out there.

Ain't no way I'm gonna live in Los
Angeles.

The smog makes your eyes run and the
earthquakes make the rest of you run.

Oh, come on now. You like Los Angeles.

We've got Disneyland.

You can play with Snow White and her
little friends. And Mickey Mouse.

I don't need Mickey Mouse.

I got Super Mouse.

And I got Grumpy and Sleepy all rolling
on.

Come on, let's go.

Hold on, fellas.

Give a charming man a break here.

I'll be good to you, I promise.

Now talk it over.

You'll get to like the idea.

Abraham is sure going to take this hard.
You ever see a goldfish cry?

No, but I once took out a barracuda that
complained a lot.

Is that a sample of the last we're going
to have?

That's right.

Willis, we're in big trouble.

Yes. Yes, I understand.

All right, thanks, Bill.

What did you find out, Tom?

Well, there was a case where a judge
took a black child away from a white

and awarded him to a black relative.

But surely this situation is different.

Yes, but Simpson has that letter.

Are you telling me that I couldn't win?

No, no, no. It's just that it could be
an uphill battle.

And very traumatic for Willis and
Arnold.

I just can't put them through that.

They've been through enough losing both
their parents.

Come on, now. Cheer up.

Everything's going to be all right.

That's what Custer kept telling his
troops.

This is worse.

We're already tied to the stake and
Cousin Jethro is lighting the fire under

butts.

Daddy will figure out a way to change
our cousin Jethro's mind.

I can think of a lot of ways, but they
all get you ten to life.

Mr. Drummond, what do we got to do?

Fellas, I love you and I always will.

But I just have to honor the wishes of
your father.

What do you mean?

Well, boys, it breaks my heart to say
this, but unless I can find an answer...

You just may have to go with your cousin
Jethro.

I've prayed for a miracle, but it's no
use.

Maybe God's on a coffee break.

Boys, I will never stop fighting to try
to get you back. Never.

But it just may be that cousin Jethro
has the law on his side.

We'll just have to remember the year we
had together as a wonderful gift and be

grateful that we had it.

Well, he wants to see you, so I'll send
him in.

Oh, my.

I sure am going to miss seeing your two
faces at breakfast every morning.

I can't imagine walking into the
bathroom and not seeing hurry up on the

and toothpaste.

I'm sorry I yelled at you for that,
Willis.

I'm not. I'm the one who did it.

We're even, Kimberly.

You yelled at Arnold and I was the one
who put the sour cream in your makeup

jar.

As long as we're confessing, who put the
starch in my pantyhose?

and I'm sorry I brought the whole thing
up. Well, I don't want to see that

Jethro Simpson again.

I'm liable to say something, and I don't
like to use that kind of language.

Come on, Emily.

Boy, Willis, life sure is confusing,
isn't it?

Right now, I'm too confused to be sure.

It's just not fair that we have to leave
here.

Yeah. I thought I'd finish school, get
married, raise kids, and grow right here

in this room.

Well, what can we do? You heard the
letter.

Going with Cousin Jeff was Papa's idea.

Yeah, but being with Mr. D was Mama's
idea.

In times like this, I wish you could
dial heaven direct and get some answers.

Can I come in, fellas? It's your loving
cousin.

Yeah, come in.

Wow, my goodness. I can see you're a
little upset here.

But you're going to love living with me.

You see, you like Los Angeles.

It's like Harlem with palm trees.

When you lived in Harlem, did you see a
lot of Mama and Papa?

Oh, all the time.

A week didn't go by when I didn't drop
in on them for dinner.

Sometimes they even invited me to stay.

Oh, did you know Cousin Myrtle Waters
from Detroit?

Uh, Myrtle? Uh, Myrtle.

No, I can't seem to recollect her.

How about Mama's friend, Bessie?

Bessie? Was she a friend of Myrtle's?
Yeah.

I guess that's why I can't remember her
either.

That's strange.

Mama knew Bessie way before we were
born.

Well, my memory ain't been so good since
I had jungle fever.

It shook me up so bad for two years I
thought I was a rubber plant.

Well, don't you remember anybody?

Maurice the baker, Jimmy the barber?

No, I can't recall them.

How about Crazy Vito the vegetable man?

He used to put carrots in his ears and
say he wasn't moved.

I sure remember him.

Yeah, old Mr. Ridley.

He sure was a nice man. He moved to Los
Angeles.

Remember Papa used to kid him about his
mustache? Yeah.

He had the biggest, funniest mustache I
ever did see.

No, no, no. Papa kidded him because he
couldn't grow a mustache.

Oh, sure. I guess I was thinking of
Cousin Myrtle.

Well, boys,

look, why don't we just forget the past?

Looks like you already have.

Yeah. You got a memory like Willis's
shorts.

There's a big hole in it.

Well, I guess I better be going, boys.

Oh, excuse me. I didn't know you were
still here.

Oh, that's all right, Drummond. I was
just leaving.

And I think I'll come back a little
later and discuss the final

that's okay with you.

Yeah, I guess so.

So long, little cousins.

Well, boys, you getting to know your
cousin?

Yeah, but he sure got an awful memory.

He only remembers one friend out of our
whole family, old Morton Ridley.

Yeah, he didn't even remember Cousin
Myrtle, and she had a face people pay

to forget.

Well, tell me, just who is this Morton
Ridley?

Some poor old bum Papa used to be nice
to. He said he's gonna leave Papa all of

his money.

Yeah, I think Mr. Ridley was a little
old.

He had a lot of air between his ears.

Well, do you know where this Mr. Ridley
is now?

A long time ago, he moved to Los
Angeles.

Like Cousin Jethro said we're gonna do.

Wait a minute. I thought he came from
Brazil.

Well, he said he had a little antique
business in Los Angeles.

We don't want to live there either.

Yeah. Who wants to live in a city where
they only let you breathe on odd or even

days?

Excuse me, guys.

I've got to make a call to Los Angeles.

I have a sudden interest in antiques.

Listen, Arnold, we don't want to live at
Cousin Jeff's, all right?

Right. Definitely, absolutely, and I
mean it.

A quarter of a make us go. You know,
kids just don't have any right.

Then there ought to be a country run by
Jeff's kids.

What would we do with the grown -ups?

Put them to bed early and make them eat
broccoli.

Arnold, if we can't live with Mr. D...

We've got to run away.

Run away?

Are you with me?

Sure, Willis. I always want to be with
you. But could we run away after dinner?

Mrs. Gardner's cooking some of my
favorite stuff.

What's that?

Food.

You all ready to leave?

Yeah, just one second.

Well, goodbye, Abraham.

I'll never forget the way you look up at
me every morning and flap your little

fins and go... Come on now, let's be
going before Cousin

Jethro gets back.

You think they suspected anything at
dinner?

No. But I thought you blew and he asked
for dessert in the doggy bag.

Well, I figure we might get hungry on
the road.

Should I pack my electric blanket?

Where you gonna plug it?

To your nose?

Did you write the goodbye note?

Yes, right here.

Dear Mr.

D., Kimberly, and Mrs. Garrett, if we
can't live with the people we love, we

want to live alone.

Don't worry about us. We've got each
other.

Signed, Willis and Arnold, your almost
former son.

Well, I guess that just about says it
all.

Come on, little brother. Let's go.

Help. Goodbye, Abraham.

Here's one for the road.

Wait up.

Hey, fellas.

Where are you going with the suitcases?

We'd rather run away than live with
Cousin Jethro.

Yeah, when our mama died and you took
care of us, where was Cousin Jethro?

Down in South America, sitting on his
big, fat plantation.

Boys, I don't think you're going to have
to go with Cousin Jethro.

What are you talking about, Mr. Lee?

I just spoke to a friend of mine in Los
Angeles, and you know what?

Jethro Simpson isn't a rich man from
Brazil.

He's a junk dealer from L .A.

And I'll bet he is no more your cousin
than Kermit the Frog.

And why were you trying to take us away?

I don't know, but I think it has
something to do with old Morton Ridley.

Didn't you say that he was going to
leave all of his money to your father?

Yeah, but he was a poor old man, wasn't
he, Arnold?

Was he poor?

Allocats used to bring him food.

Now, listen.

Get that cousin Jethro.

Don't mention anything that I said. Put
those suitcases under the desk. Okay.

Well, hello, Drummond. How you doing
this fine evening? I couldn't be better.

Cousin Jethro, come in. Come in.

Thank you.

Well, how are my little cousins feeling?

Real cool, Cousin Jethro. Yep, if you
were any cooler, we'd have to be

defrosting.

Cousin Jethro, how about a drink? Oh,
don't mind if I do.

Make mine a Harvey Warbanger.

Light on the Harvey and heavy on the
banger.

Would you settle for a glass of wine?

Well, I certainly will.

Dicker is quicker, but wine is fine.

Well, here's to you. Bottoms up. What do
you hear from Morton Ridley?

I've heard of tossing one down, but I
never saw anybody toss one up.

Excuse me, that's just a...

A little jungle twitch I get every now
and then.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Drummond.

Now, who was that you asked about?

I was asking about Morton Ridley.

Oh, yes. Old Ridley. He was a friend of
mine. Lived in Harlem.

Richest dude in the neighborhood.

Always going around flashing his money.

The boys tell me he didn't have any
money to flash.

That's... That's right.

I didn't say he was flashing it. I said
he was fashioning it.

Simpson, there is something very fishy
about all this.

Maybe it's the tuna sandwich I packed in
my suitcase.

Simpson, you've been lying and we know
it. Now, what's your game? Come on, I

want the truth.

Okay.

Oh, all right. I confess.

Freelance reporter doing an article on
child stealing.

Oh, boy, meet the president of the Liars
Club.

Simpson, the truth. Now, what are you up
to?

Right now, it looks like I'm up to my
bumpers in trouble.

Fill it, Simpson, or you're going to be
up on a 428.

Heard that on a Columbo rerun.

Oh, okay, Drummond. I'll tell you
everything.

Uh, boys, now, this may come as a shock
to you, but I ain't your cousin.

I'm no more relative than Miss Piggy.

I was close.

And I'm not into chinchillas and coffee
in Brazil.

I've got a junkyard in Los Angeles.

I know.

You do?

And do you also know about the fake
letter from their father?

I do now.

You better quit while you're behind.

Why was she trying to take us away from
Mr. Drummond? And what has Morton Ridley

to do with all this, Simpson?

Well, you see, he died, and I found
Ridley's old will leaving all his money

Willis and Arnold. Say what?

Money! Oh, sure, I get it. And you
figured... Hold it! Let's talk a little

more about that money.

See, boys, he figured that whoever the
guardian was would have control of the

money. Isn't that right, Simpson?

That's right.

I mean, I didn't mean any harm.

Honest. Let's get back to that money.

Arnold, money isn't important.

How much did Ridley leave the boys?

$97 ,000.

$97 ,000?

Well, do you know how many gumballs he
could buy with that?

Simpson, you should be put in jail for
what you tried to do.

Oh. Sale is really too good for me.

I should be locked up in a room with
Donnie and Marie.

Oh, don't be too hard on him, Mr. D.

He's an old man.

Yeah, and he did confess.

What he did was unforgivable.

Have mercy on him, Mr. D. From the way
he looks, he doesn't have much longer to

live anyway.

Oh, please let him go.

All right.

Cousin Jethro, since my sons want it
that way and no harm was done, I'll let

off the hook.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You know, Mr. Drummond, you're a lucky
man to have two fine sons like that.

Hasta la cucarachas.

All right, boys, you can unpack those
suitcases. All right.

Well, it's finally official, guys.

You're my sons.

And my brothers.

Oh, what a perfect day.

You got adopted.

And the court clerk asked for my phone
number.

We got a surprise for you all. Now that
me and Arnold's inherited all this

money, we'd like to take you all out to
dinner.

Oh, that's very generous of you. But you
can't get the money till you're 21.

I'll be starved by then.

I got some money for my savings. And I
got a little mad money I haven't had a

chance to use.

Oh, no, this treat's all on me.

You're the greatest, Mr. D.

Arnold, you said it wrong.

I did?

Oh, I did.

You're the greatest.

Dad. No.

I second that.

Dad.

To the beat of just one drum, what might
be right for you, may not be right for

some. For men in four, he's a man of
ease, men are long come too.

They got nothing but the genes, but they
got different strokes to take,

different strokes to take.

Different strokes to move the world, it
is hard to take, different strokes to

move the world.