All language subtitles for The Jeffersons s04e16 George and Whitty

Well, we're moving on up, moving on up,
to the...

wherever you are.

Careful, Estelle.

No problem at all. I have a passkey. As
long as Mr.

Whittondale sends you, I'm sure it'll be
perfectly all right.

Ah, here we are.

This is the living room, the dining
area, and here is a very large terrace

a lovely view. Oh, really? What can you
see?

The outside.

It's a little joke I use sometimes.

Very little.

Would you like to see the bedrooms now?

I assure the Jeffersons won't mind.

Not at all.

The doorman told me they were away at a
wedding.

Now, the bedrooms are right this way.
Come, come, come.

full of champagne from the wedding.

He's acting a little silly because he
drank too much. He'd be acting silly if

didn't drink enough.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, I thought it was funny. No, I mean
the cigar.

You're not supposed to smoke in here.

Don't worry about it. I won't arrest
you. No, the law is the law.

You know, it's a shame to waste it. Why
don't you take it?

Okay, thanks.

See you later. Come on, Will. I hope the
smoke didn't bother you. Oh, no, not at

all. I wasn't even thinking when I lit
it. It's okay. Forget it. All right,

as long as you're sure you're not mad.

Oh,

calm down, George. It was just

a practical joke.

Yeah, but it scared the hell out of me.

You're always shooting your mouth off
anyway.

That ain't funny.

Oh, come on, George.

Florence has the day off, and it'll just
be the two of us. So?

So, you know what weddings do to me.

That's right.

What are we waiting for?

Oh, I'll never forget our wedding night.

Yeah, we couldn't afford a motel, so we
had to stay at my house.

Remember the hard time you had carrying
me across the threshold?

Well, it wasn't my fault. Mama wouldn't
have locked the door.

Well, at least after we were married a
month, we finally had enough money to go

away for the weekend. Yeah.

Then we had to stay at that motel by the
railroad tracks. And every hour, the

bed was shaking.

Well, just think how bad it would have
been if the trains were running.

The master bedroom has lots to offer.
The bathroom has possibilities, too.

Oh, I think so, too.

George, somebody broke into our
apartment. Stay back, you junkie.

Mr.

Jefferson, what are you doing? Oh, bust
your brains. That's what I'm going to

do. Hold it. Just hold it.

I'm Mr. Curtis.

What? I work for Mr.

Whittendale, remember?

You're the man who rented us our
apartment.

Right. What are you doing in there?

Well, you see, I... Get a load of these
monstrosities.

Oh, hello.

Uh, who the hell are they?

The foxes. The foxes? Well,

she ain't too bad, but he's a real
stiff.

Here, Stella, you hold this end. All
right.

Five foot ten inches just right.

Hey, would you mind explaining to me
what the... We're just checking on where

put my piano.

I know exactly where you can put it.

Really?

Would you hold this for a second? What?
What's the reading?

What? What does it say on the tape
measure?

About eight feet. Perfect.

Ow!

Mr.

Curtis, would you please tell us what's
going on? Well, I tried calling earlier,

but you weren't home.

How did you get in?

Well, I used my passkey.

Ralph said you were at a wedding.

What gives you the right to come busting
in here when ain't nobody home? Well,

this is Mr. Whittendale's building, and
the Foxes are friends of Mr.

Whittendale's. They've just moved here
from upstate, and they're looking for an

apartment.

But why are they looking in our
apartment?

They want to see if they'd like living
here.

In this building? In this apartment.

We live here!

Yes, but your lease expires next month.
So what? We'll renew it.

Oh, well, I'm afraid it's not really up
to you.

You can only renew your lease if Mr.
Whittendale wants you to stay.

That's illegal.

Ain't it?

Not at all.

It's on the lease that you signed.

Oh, yeah, we'll see about that.

He does not need painting, Martin.
Whoever heard of a brown kitchen?

My mother's kitchen was brown.

That's because she never washed the
walls.

Careful, Estelle.

What about the dining room? You want to
paint this, too?

No, it looks fine.

Fine? Oh, it should be a warm pink.

What's wrong with the blue?

Oh, it's hideous. That's what's wrong
with it.

Oh, hello, Mrs... Jefferson.

Yes.

We were just admiring the dining room.

Such a lovely color.

I found a lease.

Oh, good, George.

No, bad.

Whittendale doesn't have to renew our
lease if he doesn't want to.

Just as I said.

You mean Mr. Whittendale would throw us
out just like that?

Oh, no, he wouldn't do that.

Thank goodness.

He'll give you at least a week to find
another apartment.

Well, have you folks seen enough, huh?
Yes, and we love it.

Oh, now, you wouldn't want to move into
this apartment.

Why not?

Well, there are a lot of reasons.

Like what?

Like, uh...

See that? There's so many reasons I
can't even think of them all.

Well, they can't be very important.

It's a very noisy apartment.

Noisy?

Uh, yes.

From all the traffic on the street.

Jefferson, you're 12 stories up. You
can't hear any street noise.

That's because we're up so high, all the
noise from the airplanes drowns it out.

And don't forget about the neighbors.

Awful. Always knocking on your door,
pestering you. Oh, that's wonderful.

Wonderful. Well, we'll be happy just to
have neighbors. We just moved from the

country and our nearest neighbor was
miles away.

I never had anyone to talk to.

What about me?

Thank you for showing us the apartment.

Oh, but you... Sir, wait. Yes?

You can always use some extra money,
can't you? Well, can't we all?

Out of 500, sir.

Like a symphony. Well, just call me
Beethoven.

What's this for?

For you.

All you've got to do is tell Whittendale
to let us stay in this apartment.

I'm afraid that's out of the question.

You see, the Foxes are friends of Mr.

Whittendale's.

However, if you're interested, there is
a small one -bedroom apartment vacant on

the 3rd.

Get out of here.

Well, it's as good as my apartment.

Oh, George, this is terrible.

We are losing our apartment.

Yeah, I don't want to move out of here.
I like this place.

I got my main store downstairs.

Oh, this is awful.

Yeah, and it's all your fault.

My fault?

Yeah, that's right. If you let me make
friends with Whittendale like the Foxes

did, he'd be giving us our apartment.

I never stopped you. Yes, you did. Every
time I tried to find a new way to make

friends with Whittendale, you said it
was dumb.

It was dumb.

Especially when you bought those
bicycles because you heard Mr.

his bike in the park every Sunday.

Well, I thought it was a good way for me
to casually bump into him.

But instead, you casually bumped into a
rosebush, a fence, and a policeman.

Well, it would have worked if you'd have
helped me.

I did help you.

I plucked the rose thorns out of your
behind.

Yeah, well, you better really help me
think of a good way to make friends with

Whittendale now. Or else we could just
kiss this apartment goodbye.

Well, why don't you just call him?

Calling Wheezy on the phone? Are you
kidding? I can't do that.

Okay, then I'll do it.

Wheezy, look, you don't just be calling
Whittendale on the phone just like that.

It's worth a try.

I'll just speak to him as one human
being to another and invite him down for

drink. As one human being to another?
Are you crazy, Wheezy?

Whittendale ain't no human being.

He's a millionaire banker.

Hello?

Who am I talking to?

Oh, good.

This is Louise Jefferson, apartment 12D.

I just wondered if... You're just making
a fool of yourself, Wheezy, trying to

talk to that man.

Oh, you do?

How nice.

I was just saying to my husband, why
don't we invite Mr. Whittendale down for

drink? Oh.

Okay.

Goodbye.

You see that? I told you he was wasting
your time.

Wheezy, when are you going to listen to
me?

He'd be down in 20 minutes.

Say what?

He said he'd love to meet us.

Wheezy, I knew you could do it.

Whittingdale's coming down here.

Do you know what this means?

Sure. The big cheese meets the mighty
mouth.

Hey, Wheezy, the place looks great.

Oh, thanks, George. George, I just hope
Mr. Whittendale likes the way we're

keeping it. Look, Wheezy, don't worry
about Whittendale. I'll use my

on him.

Don't you think we're in enough trouble
already?

Now, look, we'll tell him how much we
love the apartment and... Wheezy, we

mention the apartment until the time is
right.

First, we gotta get to be friends with
him.

Oh, that must be him now. Let me handle
this.

Bentley, what do you want?

Hello, Mr. J. I've got something I think
you'd really like to see.

You know what I'd really like to see?
You walking back to your apartment.

Oh, you've seen that before.

What is it, Mr. Bentley? What I have,
Mrs. J., is a colony of hymenopteri.

Oh, how nice.

Commonly called an ant farm.

You mean you've got bugs in that case?

Why not? He's got bats in his belfry.

These little creatures have a lifestyle
very similar to our own. Oh, you mean

they got nosy neighbors, too?

And ants are so efficient, each one has
a definite job.

These are the workers here, and these
here are the soldiers.

How can you tell?

By their large mandibles.

Mr. Bentley!

That's their jaws.

And this one here is a queen.

How can you tell by the way he walks?

I don't mean to be rude, Mr. Bentley,
but I hate ants.

They give me the willies. Would you mind
taking them back to your apartment?

Oh, dear, I was hoping you could take
them off my hands. They were a gift, and

haven't the time to care for pets.

Look, Bentley, if you plan on leaving
those ants there, you can forget that.

I agree with George, Mr. Bentley. Who
would want to live with a bunch of ants?

A bunch of uncles?

Oh, your majesty!

They just come from a broken home.

Perhaps if I get some honey, we could
trap them.

The apartment is crawling with ants. And
Mr. Whittingdale says he'll throw us

out before our lease is up. Well, he
ain't gonna see them if you hurry up and

start the vacuum cleaner.

Are you sure it's okay to suck up a
bunch of live ants in the vacuum?

Yeah, you're right. Maybe we should kill
them first.

Oh, Weezy, look, these little things
can't hurt you.

You can't even see them all.

They flew right into the rug. Start the
vacuum!

That's Whittendale. Turn off the vacuum.

I haven't even started it yet.

Good, put it away.

But what about the hands?

Look, Weezy, it'll be all right. Just
don't let Whittendale go behind the

Oh.

Mr. Jefferson?

What do you want?

Your wife invited me down for a drink.

You, Mr. Whittendale?

Have been all my life. Oh, pleased to
meet you.

I got you again.

That was a good one.

Louise,

this is Mr. Whittendale.

You are... Yeah, the funny guy from the
elevator.

Hey, that cigar joke was pretty funny.
Right, Louise?

Yeah, that's right.

Well, what about that drink?

You want one? That's why I'm here, isn't
it? Oh.

Louise will get it for you. Right,
Louise?

Oh, sure.

What do you drink, Mr. Whittendale? What
do you have?

Uh, everything.

That's what I drink.

But I'll start with scotch, straight up.

Make that two, Louise. Uh, two.

Right.

I didn't go shopping.

Didn't go shopping?

Oh, hey, hey, hey, that's funny.

Did you hear that one, Weasley?

Oh, uh, yeah.

Here you go. Oh, thanks, Mrs. Jefferson.

Well, here's how.

I'd like to make a toast. Oh, let me get
another drink, George, and I'll join

you in that toast.

Oh, you don't have to do that, Mr.
Whitney. Why don't you just take my

Oh, but I don't want it. Oh, go right
ahead. I wasn't really thirsty anyway.

Well, if you insist.

But, uh, let me make the toast.

Here's to two of the nicest, friendliest
people in the building. Oh, I'll drink

to that.

Uh,

Mr. Whittendale, about our apartment.
Not yet, we...

Something the matter? Oh, no, I was
wondering if it was real wool.

Camel hair.

Oh, yeah?

Oh.

Oh.

I'll get it.

Here it is, honey.

How dare you call me honey?

It's awfully nice of you to invite me
down to your apartment.

Mr. Whittendale, George and I can't
understand why... Why we haven't invited

you down before.

Oh, don't let it worry you, George.

All my friends are caught up in the rat
race, too.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, sure. You know, we used to go to the
racetrack two or three times a week,

but now they're all too busy.

Well, I ain't too busy. I'll go to the
racetrack with you. You will?

Yeah. If we hurry up, we can still make
the second double. Hey, that sounds

great.

I don't have any money on me.

Money? Look, don't worry about money. I
got plenty of money.

Here.

$300? Look, don't worry about it. If
anybody's good for it, you are.

Maybe your wife would like to go along,
too.

No, I don't think so. I figure we go and
clean up at the track, and Louise can

clean up here.

Right, Louise?

Right.

Yeah.

Are you feeling okay?

You both have been acting like you got
ants in your pants.

What's the matter? It's all right. Don't
worry about it. She just laughed so

loud she snapped her girdle.

This guy says the horse can do.

Did you two have a good time? We had a
great time.

Even if we didn't win no money.

Say, George, you don't mind if I make
myself a drink, do you?

Oh, sure, Mr.

Whittendale. Go right ahead.

Why don't you forget that Mr.

Whittendale stuff, Louise? Just call me
Whitty.

How do you like that, Whitty? Whitty.

See, ain't no way in the world
Whittendale's going to throw us out of

Did he say that? Say what?

say that he's not going to throw us out
of our apartment?

I don't know. I didn't get a chance to
ask him yet.

Don't worry about it, Wheezy.

I'll ask him as soon as I take care of
these beers.

What beers?

The beers I drank at the track.

Oh, hi, Ralph. Hello, Mrs. Jefferson, ma
'am. Can I help you?

Oh, there you are, Mr.

Whittendale, sir. Oh, hiya, Ralph. Put
her there.

No, thank you, sir. I've been burned, or
should I say buzzed before.

You know that, Ralph? He's a smart
cookie.

Why, thank you, sir. And I came right up
here to tell you that your brother just

called from Switzerland.

He's coming home tomorrow afternoon, and
he wants you out of his penthouse by

the time he gets here.

Ralph, why did you tell H .L. I was
here?

Because I'm a smart cookie, sir, who
doesn't want to lose his job.

Wait a minute.

You mean you are not H .L. Whittendale?
No, I'm R .S.

Whittendale. You don't own this
building? I don't own anything, just the

on my back.

Hey, Ralph.

You looking for me for something? No,
sir. I just came to bring a message to

Whittendale. Good afternoon for now,
sir.

You know something, Wheezy? That is the
first time Ralph ever came to this

apartment. It didn't cost me nothing.

Don't be so sure.

Why don't you both join me in a drink?

Hey, Wheezy, you should have heard my
man Whitty at the track, boy.

He had me laughing so hard.

We were standing in line at the betting
window, and this guy comes up, he says,

what do you think of Indian Red and the
Fifth?

And my man Whitty said, I don't know
about him, but I like Johnny Walker and

Quart.

George, we have to talk.

Oh, yeah, Wheezy.

Now's the time.

Hey, Whitty, old buddy. Yeah.

What is it, George?

Well, uh, me and Wheezy have been
hearing this rumor that we might have to

out of this building. Really?

I have to move out, too.

You do?

Why would you have to move out of your
own building?

George, Whitty here doesn't own this
building.

You mean you sold it? Sold it? I never
owned it.

Well, what can that be? You're H .L.
Whittendale, ain't you? No, H .L. is my

brother. You see, I've been sort of
staying up in his apartment while he's

of town, but he wants me out by
tomorrow. That's what Ralph came up to

Your own brother throwing you out?

Yeah. You might say I'm the black sheep
of the family.

I wouldn't say that.

I finished law school years ago and
passed the bar, and I haven't passed

bar since.

Oh, Lord.

We're in trouble now. We... We're going
to throw us out of here for sure.

How can my brother throw you out? Don't
you have a lease?

Yeah, but it expires next month.

Your brother wants to lease our
apartment to friends of his.

Wait a minute, George.

Didn't you tell me that you have a
cleaning store in this building?

That's right. And I got a 10 -year
contract.

Why? Because there's a clause here which
means that as long as your store lease

is in effect, you cannot be forced to
leave your apartment.

You sure?

Well, certainly I'm sure. I got straight
A's in contract law.

You mean we don't have to leave our
apartment?

Not unless you want to.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Hey, old Whitty saved the day. What
about that, Wheat? Oh, thank you, Mr.

Whittendale. Oh, don't mention it. Well,
I'd better be going.

Oh, George,

about that $300 you gave me. Oh, forget
it. No, no, no, I can't, I can't. I'll

tell you what I will do.

I will subtract it from the legal fees
you owe me.

Legal fee?

Yeah, for the advice I just gave you.

You mean you're going to charge me for
that? Only $500.

So you just owe me $200.

Pay him, George. It was worth it.

Yeah, it sure was.

Thanks.

You know, I better be careful. If
business keeps up like this, I might

pay taxes this year.

I was certainly glad to be able to help
you. Well, so long, George.

You know,

frankly, I don't know why you want this
apartment.

It's crawling with ants.

Well, I'm glad that's settled. We won't
have to...

else is great we still got the rest of
the day together yeah

what's wrong i think another ant just

bit me well you can't blame the ants
wheezy it ain't too often they find

something as sweet as you

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