All language subtitles for The Jeffersons s04e11 The Costume Party

Well, we're moving on up. Moving on up.
To the east side. Moving on up. To the

deep.

And I do hope you'll be able to come to
the costume ball.

Well, I must admit, it sounds like fun.

I always love dressing up.

So do I.

Tom and I had a wonderful time at the
society dance last year. And we met a

of nice people.

That's right. I remember every time I
saw Tom, someone seemed to be shaking

hand. His arm must have ached for a
week.

Well, he should have known better than
to go at the slot machine.

Well, what do you say, Louise? Can I
sell you a ticket? The Interracial

Awareness Society needs all the help it
can get, Louise.

Sure. Thanks.

You'd be surprised how many people still
object to mixed marriages.

Oh, no, I wouldn't be surprised.

Really? Then you're a very aware person.

Well, I have a husband who makes me
aware.

I'm glad to hear it.

I want you to meet Mrs. Fletcher. Hi.

Hello.

I'm always glad to meet a man who's
aware of society's problems.

Oh, yeah, I got plenty of problems. They
just keep turning up. Hi, Helen. Nice

to see you.

It's always a pleasure seeing you too,
George.

George, how would you like to go dancing
this weekend?

Hey, that sounds great. Good.

Because Mrs. Fletcher is selling tickets
to a big costume ball, and I told her

we'd go. All right, fine. I haven't been
dancing in months.

You'll have a ball at our ball, as they
say.

And you'll be helping the organization,
too. Oh, yeah? What organization is

that? The Interracial Awareness Society.

The interracial who?

It helps to promote understanding
between... I understand what it

did you say the ball was?

Next Saturday.

Oh, shoot. We ain't gonna be able to
make it.

Why not?

I'll give you one guess.

I can't tell you. You'd ruin the
surprise.

What surprise?

The surprise I got planned for you for
next Saturday.

George, you... Now, don't try to pry it
out of me.

But, of course, you will buy a ticket to
help the cause, huh?

No, I can't buy a ticket. Why?

It's part of the surprise.

George... Can I see you in the kitchen?

Sure, but you ain't gonna trick me into
telling you about the surprise.

George, I'm ashamed of you not wanting
to help the interracial society.

Why should I pay people too dumb to
marry their own color?

For your information, Mrs. Fletcher's
husband is white.

You mean she's black?

No, Mrs. Fletcher has a son who's
married to a black girl.

Oh, I wish I did.

Oh, come on, George.

Why are you making such a big deal out
of going to the ball?

It could be a lot of fun.

Everybody's going.

The Willises, Mr. Bentley. Louise, for
the last time, I am not wasting good

money to buy tickets and rent costumes
to go to that ball.

You don't have to pay for the costumes.

Mrs. Fletcher's husband is donating
them.

Say what?

Mr. Fletcher's company is providing free
costumes to anybody who wants to go. Is

this woman's husband the Mr. Fletcher
who owns that costume company?

Yes. Oh, that's one of the biggest
costume companies in town.

Huh. And all those costumes get dirty.

What? Oh, I said it's almost 7 .30.

You should be ashamed of me. In fact, I
should be ashamed of me.

Are you trying to say you've changed
your mind?

Sure, how can I turn down a free
costume?

Mrs. Fletcher!

We have decided we're going to the ball.

Wonderful! Yeah, Louise made me realize
that I got a good chance to do somebody

some good.

But what about the surprise?

This is it! I'm going to the dance!

You know, Mr. Jefferson, for a minute
there, I thought you were trying to get

out of buying a ticket because you
didn't approve of our organization.

Me? Why, my own son's married to a Zip.

To Helen's lovely door.

Well, I must be going.

I better be going, too.

See you later, Louise.

Uh, fine, Helen.

I'm really happy that you both will be
joining us. Oh, we'll be there, all

right. Oh, but there's one condition I
must insist on. What's that?

That my good old friends the Willises
and my good new friends the Fletchers

come over here for drinks before we all
go to the ball.

I'm delighted.

I'm amazed.

Now all I got to do is figure out what
I'm going to wear.

What's your husband wearing, Mrs.
Fletcher? Well, Bill always goes as a

Perfect. I never met a good businessman
who didn't make a good pirate.

Thank you.

What can I do for you?

Here, take these pirate costumes, Leroy.

Oh, my, Mr. Jefferson.

You want all these clean?

No, I don't want them clean, Leroy. I
want you to listen.

I don't hear anything.

To me.

Look, I want you back here at the store
tonight at 8 o 'clock sharp.

8 o 'clock.

Store will be closed.

I know that.

I want you to open it.

Got it.

I don't have a key.

I know.

I'm going to give you a key.

Now, little F8, my maid Florence, will
be coming down here.

Well, how will I know her?

There'll only be two of you here.

The one that ain't you is her.

Got it. Good.

Now, she'll be bringing down a pirate
costume stained with grape juice.

Oh, a favor of the trip, Mr. Jefferson.
You know, grape juice is murder to get

out. I know, Leroy. You ain't got to
worry about getting it out.

I don't? No, all you got to do is give
her one of these clean pirate costumes,

whichever one matches the one she brings
down. You got it?

Got it.

Why? Because the costume with the stain
on it belongs to a man who owns a

costume company.

And if we show him how fast we are and
how good we are, maybe we can get his

business. Because he'll think the
costume you bring back to him is his

only clean.

Right.

Oh, Mr. Jefferson.

You know, you sure are smart.

I know.

So why are you going upstairs wearing
all those pirate hats?

Why don't you tell me sooner?

Well, Florence, how do you like my
costume?

Oh, Miss Jefferson, it's wonderful.

Who are you supposed to be?

I'll give you a clue.

Anthony and... The Imperials!

I just love them. I got all their
albums.

Do -do -do -do.

Tears on my pillow.

Do -do -do -do.

Pain in my heart.

No, Miles.

Anthony and Cleopatra.

Black Bart tells them to reach, they
reach.

And if Black Bart does that again, Black
Bart is going to wind up with a black

eye. What?

What you got to say, Florence?

Oh, yeah.

I think you'd have made a great sheriff
in the old west.

Why, you'd have got rid of all them bad
guys.

Yep. They'd have took one look at you
and died laughing.

Ask Floss to make it for us.

Why? Because we ain't had it in a long
time.

We've never had great punch.

Well, you can't get no longer than that.

You better hurry up and finish getting
dressed.

I am dressed.

What about your crown?

Oh, it was a little heavy, so I was
thinking about not wearing it.

Are you crazy? You don't stand a chance
of winning that best costume prize

without your crown.

You're right. I hadn't thought of that.

Of course, as long as Black Bart's in
town, you don't stand much of a chance

anyway.

Florence, I gotta talk to you.

Yeah? Look, when Mr. Fletcher gets over
here and when he asks for a drink, I

want you to give me some of that grape
juice and then pour it on him. I can't

that. Of course you can. You're always
spilling things.

I'll even pay you. How much?

Twenty -five bucks.

Forget it.

Well, how much you want? Five thousand
dollars.

But I'll take 50.

Okay, you got a deal. Now look, after
you spill it on him, you say, oh, Mr.

Jefferson can get that out. He can get
anything out. And I'm going to say, no

way. But no matter what I say, you just
keep on saying, oh, he can do it. He can

do it bad.

But Mr. Jefferson, great juice punch
won't come out.

Ain't nobody asking your kitchen
philosophy.

Look, you just get Fletcher in the
bathroom, get his costume off, take it

to the store, get a costume from Leroy,
bring that one up here to me.

You get 50 bucks. You blow it, nothing.

I found my crown. It was in the
bathroom.

Ah.

Good thinking, Weezy. A smart queen
always needs a crown by the throne.

Oh, Helen. Oh, my queen.

Oh, Louise.

Cleopatra never looked so good.

Thank you.

But where's your ass?

It's on the desk here, see?

You look beautiful, too, Helen. Who are
you? Helen.

No, I mean, who are you supposed to be?
Helen of Troy.

Good choice.

Your face looks like it's been used for
launching ships.

George! I didn't say it. Black Bart said
it.

You look great, too, Willis. Oh, thank
you, George.

That's pretty clever going as a zebra.

It's a convict uniform.

Oh!

I feel like I'm on my way to a Johnny
Cash concert.

Anybody want a drink?

I'll have a scotch and soda.

Make it two.

Make that three.

Three shots of red eye coming up.

Hello?

Oh, hi, Leroy.

Hey, I'll get it. Oh, I'll help you,
Louise.

Leroy, what's the matter?

You want to go over to play in a gang?

I'll call you right back.

I've got to make an important business
call.

It'll only take a minute.

Florence, we could use some help with
the drinks.

Okay.

Too much soda.

Oh, I'll get it.

find your sheep.

Oh, the Fletcher's welcome.

Thank you. Louise, you look beautiful.

Thank you.

This is my husband, Bill. Bill, this is
Louise Jefferson.

Hello, Bill. Louise.

I love your costume, but your wife said
you were coming as a pirate.

Well, I was, but somebody rented all our
pirate costumes.

Here you are, Mr. Fletcher. Oh, thank
you.

How about you, Mr. Fletcher? I'd love
some. You know, leaping over tall

buildings in a single bound makes
Superman thirsty.

Superman! Oh, no!

let you look at it all over my ass i
don't know what's the

matter with me i guess my mind was
wandering why don't you pack a bag and

look for it you're supposed to be the
master of ceremonies tonight you can't

stand up in front of a lot of people
looking like that oh mr jefferson can

it out mr jefferson

can get grape juice out.

That's right, Florence.

It just doesn't come out.

That don't scare Mr. Jefferson. Mr.
Jefferson just laughs at grape juice

Don't you, Mr. Jefferson? Will you shut
up?

Wait a minute. A long time ago, we had a
huge grape juice stain on our rug.

Helen, how did we get rid of it? We
moved.

Oh, yeah. Well, then I guess there's
only one person left who can help you.

This looks like a job for Superman.

Mr.

Jefferson can get it out. I know he can.
Now, you just go right on in there and

hand me out your costume, and me and Mr.
Jefferson will do the rest.

Don't you understand? I can't clean it.

Well, George, the least you could do is
get Mr. Fletcher a bathrobe.

Yes. Please, he can't go to the costume
party naked.

Unless you two want to go as Little Bo
Peep and Little Boy Blue.

Poor Bill, this is going to ruin the
whole night for him.

Oh, look, why doesn't he just take my
outfit?

Oh, Tom, that's so nice. And you had
your heart set on winning the prize for

most original costume.

Really, Tom? Who are you supposed to be?

Anyone who worked for Nixon.

You overdoing it, Mr. Jefferson.

Come back here.

Where are you going?

There's a man in our bathroom with no
clothes on. Don't just stand there.

to be the trouble, little buckaroo.

Don't bother me, I'm busy.

Hey! You're Superman!

Not really, Mr. J. It's me, Bentley.

Although, there's a young lady in
Scarsdale who says I'm faster than a

bullet.

You going to the bar like that?

Yes, and I must say I'm rather pleased
with my choice of costume.

Uh -uh, it's all wrong, Bentley.

I hate to see you make a fool of
yourself.

Oh, goodness, do I look that bad?

Work! Everybody will laugh at you. Ha
-ha!

See, I couldn't help it.

Don't tell me I've sprung another hole
in the tights. No, no, no. It's just

you ain't the right type.

Superman was American.

Really? I thought he came from outer
space.

His family did, but they moved to New
Jersey.

Oh. Well, if I don't go with Superman,
what'll I wear?

Well, you're English, ain't you? You
should dress like somebody that's

Now, think hard.

Now, who do you look at and immediately
say, Now, that's England.

Oh, Mr. J., I couldn't go with the
Queen.

No, really, I mean a pirate.

Pirate? Well, many of them were English.

Sure they were.

Running around robbing and burning and
killing and looting. I mean, see, they

were something you could be proud of.

Perhaps you're right, Mr. J.

Many of our pirates were romantic
figures and certainly typical of the

adventurous English spirit.

You know, I like the idea.

Great! But where would I get a pirate
suit at this hour?

I can get you one for nothing.

You just go ahead and get changed. I'll
get Florence to get it for you. Thank

you, Mr. J. A pirate, eh?

Yo -ho -ho and a bottle of rum, hmm?

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest.

Ah, Jim!

Okay, Mr. Fletcher, we are in business.

You will be master of ceremonies because
I am the master cleaner.

Ah, Jefferson, no one can clean that
costume. Have you forgotten George

Jefferson fans is gonna need?

Not now, Luigi. I gotta make a call.

I don't know exactly what's happening,
but I smell a rat.

So do I. A little one with furs on his
boots.

Hello, Leroy.

This is Mr. Jefferson.

Is Florence there?

The Mr. Jefferson that pays you your
checks, dummy?

Who'd you think it was?

Richard Pryor?

No, nobody told me that before.

Now, let me speak to Florence.

Hey, Blonde, look.

Bring one of those pirate costumes up to
Bentley.

And then you get his Superman shirt and
bring it to me. You got it?

Yeah. Look, just hurry up.

George, I want to know what you're up
to. Okay, Fletcher.

I just talked to my man, Leroy.

And you know that big S on your Superman
shirt? Well, it now stands for

spotlight. You mean you got the grape
juice out?

Blonde will be back in a minute. You can
see for yourself.

George, I don't believe it.

Would I lie to the Queen of the Nile?

But you kept saying you couldn't do it.
I know. That's one of my biggest faults.

I'm too modest.

And besides, I don't want nobody to know
about my new secret process yet. What

secret process?

I call it that old black magic.

Well, I'll tell you one thing. If it
really works, you're the best cleaner in

the business.

And the best costumes deserve the best
cleaner, right?

Right.

Okay, everybody.

Now, here's the proof.

I told you he could do it.

Well, look, it's clean as a whistle.

Mr. Jefferson, this is remarkable.

It's also 20 bucks extra.

Thank you, Pastor.

Oh.

Of course, I still have to work out some
of the wrinkles.

Still amazing.

If I didn't see it, I wouldn't believe
it. Me either.

George, I owe you an apology.

I thought you were up to something.

Wheezy, when are you going to learn to
trust me?

Mr.

Jefferson, now what am I supposed to do
with this shirt? You say pirate, this is

Superman. You know I tried to ask you on
the phone.

It ain't no shirt, Leroy. That's an old
piece of rag. Hold it.

That's not an old rag.

It's a Superman shirt.

Two grape stays in one day. What a
coincidence.

Take it downstairs, and you're going to
give us a new secret process.

Right, boss. A secret process. Ah, what
secret process?

The one you ain't supposed to talk
about. Hold it.

Look, that's my shirt. Look.

It is?

Well, whose shirt is that you're
wearing?

Where did that one come from?

Yes, George.

Where did it come from?

It came from Bentley. I got it from him.

I don't understand.

Has Bentley gone into the cleaning
business?

Why, George?

Why? Well, because I wanted to get his
business.

Why didn't you just ask? Because he
could have said no.

Look, you've got to find some kind of
way to show your customers that you're

good. But you tried to trick us, Mr.
Jefferson.

Yeah, I know.

Sorry, Fletcher. No, why be sorry?
That's how I got where I am, too.

But it's not worth it, George. You don't
need the money. It ain't the money.

It's the game.

Exactly. And you're not a winner till
you make it to the top.

That's right. You're a good man,
Jefferson.

I like your spirit.

Ah, well, you like my cleaning even
better. My cleaner is terrible. I'm the

best. He's slow.

Hey, he's expensive.

I'm not so expensive.

He never supports the Interracial
Awareness Society.

What kind of bigot is he?

I support it all the way.

Oh, really, George?

How much have you given? How much have
you given?

Tom is a sustaining sponsor. $1 ,000.

Oh, yeah? Well, Weezy and I are both
sustaining sponsors, and I'm pledging $2

,000.

Jefferson, I want to give you my
business.

Great! But I can't. What?

My brother -in -law does all our
cleaning. Mrs. Fletcher would kill me.

better believe it, Cookie.

Fletcher, you just gave me the business.

Sorry, Jefferson.

Can I go now, Mr. Jefferson?

I ain't been this confused since I don't
know when.

Yesterday? Yeah, that's when it was.

Bring me one of those pirate costumes up
here for Mr. Fletcher. All right, boss.

Well, George, I'm sorry you didn't get
the contract, but I hope you've learned

lesson. I sure did, Weezy, a big lesson.

First you close the deal, then you make
the donation.

But, George, it's for a good cause.

Maybe I could get some of it back.

How much do you win for best costume?

$500. Hey, that ain't bad.

I bet you I win too short as I am.

It wasn't.

The Jeffersons was videotaped in front
of a studio audience.