All language subtitles for The Jeffersons s04e20 George and Jimmy

Well, we're moving on up. Moving on up.
To the top. Moving on up. To the deep.

Yeah, about three.

Clarence took me out.

Again?

Looks like he's getting serious.

I bet he's ready to pop the question.

He already did.

He did?

Oh, Florence, what did you say?

No, and get your hand off my knee.

You know, I went out with a guy like
that once, always grabbing me and pawing

me. How'd you stop him?

I married him.

How come you didn't wake me up on time?

Because I overslept myself. I had a date
last night.

With who?

The moon wasn't even full.

Where's my breakfast?

You're drinking it.

Look, you don't wake me up on time, you
don't get my breakfast. What kind of

maid are you?

Underpaid.

I don't know how you can think about
breakfast after all we ate last night.

Where'd you go?

To a fundraising dinner for the new wing
on Mercy Hospital. All the best people

in town were there.

How come they let you in?

Because we didn't bring you.

It was real fancy, Florence. A hundred
dollars a plate.

For a hundred bucks, I'd still be
eating.

Well, the money did go to a good cause.

It went to a great cause. Getting my
name in the society column of the East

Chronicle.

Hey, I wonder if it came yet.

I still don't understand what's so
important about seeing your name in the

society column.

Publicity, Weezy.

Look, if my name's in here, that means
everybody knows George Jefferson.

Ah, I should think you'd want to keep
that a secret.

Hey, here's the story.

New Wing Mercy Hospital.

Mr. and Mrs. Forbes, Dr. Scott, go lay
me down.

Hey,

look at that.

You found my name?

No, the supermarket's having a half
-price sale on nuts.

It's so lousy, paper. Now, you know
we've been going to those fundraising

dinners for weeks, and they ain't
mentioned my name once.

They didn't mention me either.

That's because you're black.

And what are you?

I'm out 200 bucks because they bleed me
white.

Oh, hi, Tom.

Come on in. Good morning, everyone.

Here's the casserole dish we borrowed.

Helen thought you might need it for
dinner. Oh, thank you, Tom. Tell Helen

was very thoughtful of her. I will, and
thanks.

Why waste time? Go tell her now.

You have to excuse George.

He made a terrible mistake this morning.
Oh?

What did he do?

He got up.

Well, I have to be going anyway.

I'm picking up my shotgun this morning.

Shotgun?

No, George, it's for my new hobby, skeet
shooting.

Skeet shooting?

What's a skeet?

Don't you know nothing, Weezy? A skeet
is a little bird with a long tail.

No, it isn't, George.

It's a clay disc you use in trap
shooting. There are no birds.

Oh, I get it. You just imagine you've
got birds. Right.

Well, why don't you just imagine you've
got a gun?

You know, bang, I got one.

I'll explain the whole thing later when
I get the gun.

Seems kind of silly, grown men standing
around shooting at pieces of clay.

I wouldn't mind doing it if the skeet
had a picture of that news editor's face

on it.

Oh, forget about that. It's not
important. Oh, yes, it is important,

if I ain't good enough to be in their
paper, then they ain't good enough for

advertising. I'm calling the editor.

Oh, try and stay calm, George.

Don't worry about me, Weasley. I'm
always calm.

Hello, this is George Jefferson calling.

Who's this?

I don't want to speak to you. I want the
editor.

Look, you tell him he's got five seconds
to get on his phone.

What's he doing?

Keeping calm.

Hello, Mr. Hirsch?

You damn right something's wrong. How
come my name don't ever appear in your

column? The society column.

Uh -huh.

Oh, you ain't got enough room for
everybody, huh? Okay, well, in that

ain't got enough room for my
advertisement.

Right.

Say what?

Oh, yeah?

Oh, good. Well, thanks.

Bye.

What did he say?

They're going to send a reporter over to
talk to me.

Uh, darling, will you put this in the
kitchen, please?

Did you hear the bell?

Yeah, didn't you?

George, don't get so excited. The
reporter couldn't make it here that

Oh, hello, Florence.

Huh?

That's mental telepathy.

No, it's a casserole dish.

But how did you know I was coming over
to borrow a casserole dish?

Just a wild guess.

Oh, no, it's got to be telepathy. My
Aunt Agatha was gifted like that. She

called in once by Scotland Yard.

Oh, they wanted her to help solve a
crime?

Uh, no, they wanted her for walking nude
through Piccadilly Circus.

All your family belongs in a circus.

Thank you.

Why do you want the casserole dish, Mr.
Bentley?

Oh, I'm fixing dinner for Valerie this
evening.

Another new girl?

Oh, no, you don't understand.

Ah,

here's Valerie now.

Oh, did you find her in the circus, too?

You know, Mr. J, in Russia, Valerie is a
man's name.

Valerie Kamilkov, Mr. and Mrs. George
Jefferson.

Hi.

How do you do?

I am pleased to meet you.

Hey, you speak English real good.

So do you.

You see, when I was working at the
embassy in Moscow, Valerie showed me the

town. He took me to all the fun places.

Lenin's tomb, Stalin's tomb. And now
Harry is returning the favor.

Oh, yeah. And where are you going to
take him? Woodlawn Cemetery?

Valerie's here with the visiting trade
delegation, and I'm getting him into the

U .N. tomorrow to hear President
Carter's speech.

Oh, President Carter's speaking here
tomorrow?

Look, he's always speaking someplace.
That way you don't have to do nothing.

Will you be translating his speech, Mr.
Bentley?

Yes, and that can be a problem with
President Carter.

Why? I don't know how to translate y
'all into Russian.

You like President Cartier? Oh, yes.
He's just like one of us.

Oh, Wheezy, he ain't like one of us.

I mean, he doesn't put on airs. He even
carries his own luggage.

Oh, that's true. He's the man of the
people.

When he visited Massachusetts, he stayed
overnight at the home of a beer

distributor. His brother Billy must have
made those reservations.

Well... We've got to be going.

Do svidaniya, Mr. Jefferson.

And do svidaniya to, Mr. Valerie.

Do svidaniya to.

Is this for real about the president
staying at ordinary people's homes?

Oh, yes. It was on television and in the
newspapers. He does it all the time. He

likes to get to meet the people.

Yeah? And I guess all those people get
great publicity, right?

Oh, yes. You know, I was in the
newspaper once.

Wait.

I just got a great idea.

Look, since Carter's going to be in town
tomorrow, let's ask him to stay here

overnight.

What? I'm going to call the president
and ask him to stay here overnight.

What? Look, can you think of a better
way to get publicity?

That's crazy!

Hello, operator.

I'd like to place a long -distance phone
call to the White House, please.

Yes, the one in Washington.

Floss! George, have you lost your mind?
The president will never stay here.

A dry cleaner is just as good as a beer
distributor any day.

What? Oh, yeah, yeah, I'll hold it. Hey,
look, would you talk to my secretary,

please?

I ain't no secretary.

You ain't no maid neither.

Who am I calling?

The White House.

The White House? You're wasting your
time, child.

They do their own cleaning.

Look. Just tell him it's Mr. Jefferson
calling.

George, you can't be serious.

What are you talking about? Of course
I'm serious. This is a great move.

Hello. Is this the White House?

It is the White House.

I'm talking to the White House. I'm
talking to the White House, y 'all. See?

Would you just tell him who I am?

Hello.

I are calling for Mr. Jefferson.

They said Jefferson ain't president no
more.

Give me that.

Move.

Hello?

Hello?

This is George Jefferson calling.

I'd like to speak to Jimmy, please.

What do you mean, Jimmy who?

Jimmy president.

What? No, I don't want to talk to you.
This is personal between Jimmy and me.

Say what?

You don't want to talk? Look here. You
tell him if he don't talk to me, I'll

him where it hurts.

I just won't vote for him next time.

You didn't vote for him last time.

Look, are you going to put me through or
not?

Okay, you tell your boss if that's the
way he feels about people, that this

country would be better off without him.

George! Look, don't worry about it.

This is the way you handle these people.
That's the only language they

understand.

What?

Oh, yeah? Oh, oh. Oh, that's more like
it, sister.

Yeah, I'll be here.

George Jefferson.

New York City, 555 -3197.

Thank you.

What happened? What did they say?

I did it, Wheezy.

You know, they asked me if I was going
to be here. That means he's going to be

calling me back.

No, Jeff.

President Carter really might stay here.

That's right.

Oh, I've got to tell Tom and Helen.

Hold on, hold on. Look, if the president
wants to see zebras, he can go to the

zoo.

We better get this place straightened
up.

You're right. I don't want him telling
Rosalind I keep a meckly house.

Oh, yeah, you better get a cleaner lady
in here, Weave.

I just cleaned yesterday.

Rearranging the dust ain't cleaning.

Get a caterer, too.

Oh, I don't know, George. I read the
president likes plain food.

I can cook plain food.

Yeah, plain awful.

Well, if I can't clean and I can't cook,
I guess I'm just in the way around

here, huh? I've been telling you that
for two years now.

That's enough, George.

You said it, Miss Jefferson.

Lawrence, where are you going?

Out. I'm taking the rest of the day off.

How will we know the difference?

I sure will be glad when the president
gets here, Mr. Jefferson.

It'll make history.

You damn right it will. It'll be the
first time the Democratic donkey stayed

with a Republican jackass.

George, you should be ashamed of
yourself. You insulted her.

Don't worry about it. We should get over
it.

Well, when she comes back, you're going
to apologize.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Look, hey, I got a lot
of good ideas to give the president.

Oh, really?

Like what?

Well, you know, things that are going to
help the country, like peace in the

Middle East, job for everybody, tax cuts
for dry cleaners.

George, you're a real patriot.

I try my best.

Yeah? Morning, sir.

Agents Allen and Neal, Secret Service.

Secret Service? Are you George
Jefferson?

Yeah, that's right.

And you're the man we want.

Me? For what?

For threatening the President of the
United States.

Sit down, Mr. Jefferson. We have several
questions we want to ask you.

What do you mean I threatened the
President of the United States? What

nut do you think I am? If you answer the
questions, maybe we'll find out. Who do

you call a nut?

It'll be a lot easier on you, Mr.
Jefferson, if you just cooperate.

Look, it'll be a lot easier on me if you
just leave.

Now, wait a minute.

There must be some mistake here.

Aren't you the George Jefferson who
called the White House this morning?

No, my maid did. I see.

And why did you make the call?

maid. I'm his wife.

Where's the maid? She went out. What's
your name?

Florence Johnston.

Can you describe her?

Yeah. Just picture Dracula with
earrings.

Mr. Jefferson, this is serious business.
The White House notified our field

office while you were still on the
phone.

Did you say, referring to the president,
I'll get him where it hurts?

Oh, yeah. And this country would be
better off without him?

My husband said those things, but he
didn't mean any harm.

Right.

I wasn't threatening the president.

I was threatening the operator.

I mean, I wasn't threatening nobody.

Would you guys just leave me alone?

As soon as we get some answers.

Okay, ask me some questions.

Mr. Jefferson, do you have the feeling
that the government has done something

you? Of course not. The government don't
do nothing for nobody.

Mr. Jefferson, what we're trying to
determine is, do you feel you're getting

raw deal somehow?

I mean, you are black.

Man, these guys don't miss a thing, huh?

George, I don't think you should be
playing games with them.

Then tell them to get out of here. I got
enough problems without worrying about

them. Say,

Mr. Jefferson, do little things often
make you mad?

Oh, sure. You know, I lose my temper
every once in a while. Everybody does.

course, some days are worse than others.

Yeah, that's right. You know, some days
you have to talk to idiots morning,

noon, and night, and that's the worst
part.

Yeah, then by the end of the day, you're
so mad, you want to get rid of all of

them. Yeah, that's right.

You get that way, too, huh?

No, never.

Neither do I.

Hey, don't write that down.

Oh, relax, George.

How can I relax with these two goons
hanging around here?

They shouldn't even be in here.

This is my house.

Look, I'm a taxpayer and I'm a citizen.

Hey, wait a minute.

I pay your salary, right?

That's right, sir. Well, you're fired.

I should have known that phone call was
going to be trouble.

Mr. Jefferson, we're just doing our job.

Before the president goes anywhere, the
service checks its list on anyone in the

area who might be a threat.

And thanks to your phone call, you made
the list.

Well, congratulations, George. You
finally got your name mentioned

So, I hope you understand we can't take
any chances. We have to check every nut

in the area.

He said it again.

He called me a nut. What does it take to
make you guys listen, huh?

Believe me, we're listening to
everything you say.

I tell you, I'm not a nut.

We'll have you jailed.

Look, the only reason George made that
call was to get the president to stay

here. It was just a publicity gimmick
for his cleaners.

You mean you don't have anything against
President Carter?

No, I like him. Well, what do I know? I
like Nixon, too.

Well,

we'd like to believe you, but it would
help if the maid was here to back up

story.

If there is a maid.

Look, I didn't say she was a good maid.

Normally, she'd be here right now,
wouldn't she, George?

If she hadn't had an argument with
someone.

Oh, see, that's got to be Florence now.

Now you're going to see what a big
mistake you made. I tell you, I'm the

red, white, and blue apple pie American
you've ever seen in your entire life.

Jefferson!

Now,

now, Valerie. I just came from a... Oh,
excuse me, I didn't know you had guests.

And who are you?

Valery Kamilkov, Soviet Union.

Andrew Neil, Secret Service.

George Jefferson, dead duck.

Guys are coming. I think we really got
something this time.

Wait, hold it, Jack.

Look, before you start thinking
something crazy, I never saw him before

I don't even know him. Oh, sure you do.

Don't you remember?

I was here before.

I have left my gloves.

See? Yeah, that's right. He just came
here to leave his gloves. No, no, no,

Don't you remember?

We talked about President Cartier.

Yeah, and I said I liked President
Carter, right?

No, you didn't.

He didn't like President Carter?

His wife did, I think.

Oh, believe me, this is all a
misunderstanding.

Valerie, will you please tell them what
you are doing in New York? And get to

the point, huh?

Just a minute. Just a minute. I am good
Soviet citizen.

I show you. Oh,

excuse me. Have you seen my pen? Oh,
Valerie,

there you are. Oh, Harry, thank
goodness.

Oh,

Harry.

I'm Harry Bentley. I live next door.

I can vouch for Mr. Kamilkov. Never mind
him. Vouch for me.

Look, these guys are secret service
agents. They think I threatened the

president. Oh, my goodness. Mr. J., why
did you do that?

I didn't do it, Captain.

You say you know this Russian? Oh, very
well. In fact, we were on our way to the

U .N. to reserve him a good seat so he
can't possibly miss the president

tomorrow.

Oh, shit, Tristan.

Oh, please, Tristan, please. Oh, please,
Tristan.

I'm making a big mistake.

Mr. Bentley is a translator at the U .N.
Yes, here's my identification.

I have top security clearances. So does
Mr.

Kamilkov. It's true, it's true. The
Russian trade delegation.

That's easy enough to check, huh?

Hey, look, I ain't talking no more till
I talk to my lawyer.

We've all been railroaded.

Don't worry.

We'll get a fair trial.

Yeah, then the firing squad is typical
imperialist tactics.

Would you please stop talking like that?
We're all innocent.

We have nothing to worry about.

Do we?

We'll soon find out. Okay, thanks.
That's what I wanted to know.

These guys check out. They're all right.
Hey, great. Not you.

Them.

Hey, gentlemen.

Hey,

you see that?

He let the white guys go.

Even the red ones.

Hey, I think the guy's probably okay.

I'd still like to talk to that maid.

Look, he's right.

You're wasting your time here, man. I'm
the most nonviolent person you'll ever

want to meet.

All right, George, here's the guy.

by the Secret Service.

Secret Service?

What did you do, George? Threaten the
president?

Who are you?

My name is Thomas H. Willis. I live
upstairs.

That's only a skeet gun.

Well, I think we should take them both
downtown.

That's my pocketbook. I won't be sorry.
Come back.

Come here. I need you. This is my maid.

Is that true? You're the maid?

How many body you want me to be?

You don't have to be scared, Florence.

These men are government agents.

They just want to find out why George
called the president this morning.

That's right, miss, and unless you can
verify his story, we're going to have to

take him down for questioning.

You mean it's up to me whether they take
you in or not? Yeah!

Hey, look, would you just tell him why I
made that call?

You want me to get you off the hook?

The same me who got thrown out of here
for being in the way?

What first made you suspicious of him?

Was it them little beady eyes?

Will you just tell him? I'm trying to
remember, Mr. Jefferson, but I need

something to jog my memory.

Maybe if I had a sandwich.

What? Hey, look, the sandwich can wait.

Well, your apology came.

Okay, I'm sorry, Florence.

I'm a good maid.

You're a good maid.

And a good cook.

And a good cook.

And I get a $20 raise. No way.

Okay, I'll visit you every month. Hey,
wait, wait, wait.

I'll make it ten.

Why, thank you, Mr. Jefferson.

Mr. Jefferson only made that phone call
because he wanted the president to stay

here. He thought it'd be good
advertising for his business.

That checks out all right.

See, I told you.

Yes, I'm Dean, East Side Chronicle. My
editor sent me over to talk to a Mr.

Jefferson. Oh, yeah, that's me. Hey,
it's about time. Come on in here.

This was to be a private interview. I
didn't realize there'd be a party going

on. Believe me, this is no party. These
are Secret Service men.

Secret Service?

Why are you guys here?

Oh, it's silly, really.

They thought George threatened the
president.

What are you writing that for?

I'm a reporter.

So what?

I'm a dry cleaner. You don't see me
cleaning your clothes, do you?

Hey, where you going?

To get my camera.

You're going to do better than the
society page, Mr. Jefferson.

I'm going to put you on the front page.

What? Local dry cleaner threatens
president.

Wow. Hey, wait a minute. You can't do
that.

Hey, if I see my name in your paper,
I'll kill you.

Joking? Just joking.

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