All language subtitles for The Jeffersons s06e13 Louises Setback

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

Moving on up. To a deep.

my help center folder?

George! What?

Have you seen my file folder?

Wheezy, I can barely see you.

What's the matter?

I'm tired. That's what's the matter.

I wish you'd tell that Ruthie not to
stop calling all hours of the night.

George, he only called twice.

Oh, yeah. Once at 1 .30 and again at 4.

I couldn't tell if I was sleeping with
you or Ma Bell.

Oh, hello.

Oh, hi, Ruthie.

Ruthie, I don't have time to talk now.
I've got to get down to the help center.

Sure. Well, I should be there in about
20 minutes.

Great.

I'll see you then.

Bye.

What does she want this time?

George, for some reason, I'm the only
one on the suicide hotline that Ruthie

opened up to. Oh, Wheezy, but she's
becoming a pest.

And the only way to handle the pest is
just to come right out and tell them to

get lost.

Well, you're right, George.

Get lost.

Oh, Florence, I'm sorry the telephone
kept you up last night. Oh, that's okay.

was up anyway.

I was reading a new Western romance
story, Passion in the Cactus.

Passion in the Cactus?

It's all about this bounty hunter who
falls in love with the sheriff's wife,

the only place they can meet without
getting caught is in a cactus patch.

Well, how'd it turn out?

Painful.

Oh.

Well, I'd better get to work.

Look, Weezy, today is Saturday. Nobody's
supposed to work on Saturday.

Well, George, if you feel that way, how
come you usually work on Saturday? I'm

supposed to. The man works, so the wife
don't have to.

Lord, I got to get me a man.

Look, Weezy, since today's my day off, I
figure we spend some time together.

You mean you stay in here all day?
That's right.

Then I ain't.

You can use some help at the center,
can't you? Of course.

Good, I'll only be a minute.

That's great.

Everybody's going to the help center.
Center this, center that. What about me?

What am I supposed to do?

Well, you could clean up a little. I
hate coming home to a mess.

George,

I'll be home as early as I can. I
promise.

Tally -ho!

Mr.

Bentley, what are you doing on roller
skates?

Right now, about three miles an hour.

Finley, get off me. I'm sorry, Mr. J,
but I'm not used to having wheels on my

feet. And I'm used to having a honky on
my back.

I was wondering if you'd like to come
skating with me.

Skating? No way.

Oh, go ahead, George.

You wanted someone to play with.

Oh, come on, Mr. J. We'd make a fabulous
team. Just like Fred and Ginger.

Um, Steve and Edie.

Yogi and Boo Boo.

Look, you two, have fun. Come on,
Florence.

Oh, look on the bright side, Mr.
Jefferson.

If you slip while you're skating, you
ain't got far to fall.

What do you say, Mr. J? We can stop and
buy you a pair of skates on the way to

the park. Forget it, Bentley. I'm
staying here.

Oh, but I hate to skate alone.

Who'll compliment me on my grace? Who'll
admire my form?

Who'll pick me up?

Bentley, look, skating is for kids.

Well, I suppose you're right.

You probably are too old for it.

Say what?

Oh, I don't mean old as in old, old. I
mean old as in elderly.

Look, I'm young enough to skate rings
around anybody.

Sure you are.

Okay, I'll prove it to you. I'll go get
changed.

Whatever you say.

I say let's go skating.

Tricked me, didn't you, Bentley? Yes.

But I couldn't have done it without your
help.

Okay, Mrs. Simpson, now where have you
been staying?

On 38th Street.

In a hotel?

No, just on 38th Street.

Excuse me, I'm redecorating.

But you can't spend every day living out
of a shopping cart.

This may look like a shopping cart to
you, but I think of it as my Winnebago.

Okay, we'll find you a place to stay.
Just go over there, and she'll take care

of you.

Thank you. You've been so nice.

Here, I want you to have this.

Oh, a fork?

Thank you.

Oh, hi, Louise.

Hi, Alice.

Florence, what brings you down here?

Oh, I just thought it'd be nice to get
out of the house.

George is home today.

You got it.

Helen, I'm expecting Ruthie Graham.
Would you let me know when she gets

Oh, sure, Louise.

You got anything for me to do?

Oh, well, uh... Oh, do you think you can
file these?

Sure, I could.

You know, a maid and a secretary have a
lot in common.

They do?

Mm -hmm.

One, you wear out your feet, and the
other one wears out her seat.

So, here you are, Mr. Cassidy. Thank
you.

I tell you, I think a documentary on the
suicide hotline is a great idea. I'll

get Mrs. Jefferson. Fine, I'll just look
around.

Excuse me, miss.

Can I talk to you about suicide?

You want to kill yourself?

Kill myself?

That's what I was afraid of. No, miss,
I... Look, believe me, things will get

better. Nothing's wrong.

Ignoring the problem won't help.

I don't have a problem.

There you go again.

lot to live for. Think of your children.

I don't have any children.

Then think of your wife. I'm not
married.

Well, what about your girlfriend?

I don't have a girlfriend.

Lord, no wonder you want to kill
yourself.

Jill Cassidy, this is Louise Jefferson
and Helen Willis.

Hello. Mr.

Cassidy is a producer of Focus on New
York, the local television show.

He was going to kill himself.

No, I wasn't. Because I talked you out
of it.

Well, I'd better get back to work.

We'll be able to answer all your
questions.

Thank you, thank you.

So, Mr. Cassidy, what can we do for you?
Well, I'd like to film a documentary on

your suicide hotline.

A documentary on us?

You mean to put on TV?

That if you own it, you get to become a
star and dip your feet in wet cement

kind of TV?

Uh, yes.

I think it's important people see what
you do here.

Oh, me too. And one of the most
important things we do here is what I

File things.

I think a documentary is a great idea.

We'll do whatever we can to help. Good,
good. I want to interview you at the

beginning of the show.

Oh, okay.

You mean interview me on television?

Yes.

Oh, why me?

Well, your supervisor suggested it. She
said you'd been instrumental in helping

several potential suicide victims.

Oh, but... It's a great idea, Louise.
It'll really help the center.

Think of the exposure. Think of the
publicity.

Think of the fan mail. Think of the
movie office.

But I don't know anything about being on
television.

Mrs. Jefferson, can I talk to you?

Oh, hi, Ruthie. I'll be with you in just
a minute. It's all very simple, Mrs.

Jefferson. Besides, it's only a local
broadcast with a small audience.

Three million tops.

Three million?

Well, give or take a few hundred
thousand. We're up against reruns of

Acres.

Well, if you think it'll be good for
the...

Help center?

Hooray! Mrs. Jefferson.

I'll be back this afternoon with a
camera crew.

This afternoon?

Don't you think that's a little soon?

Not really. We in TV are used to working
fast.

I'll see you around two -ish?

Fine -ish.

I've got to get ready.

What should I do first? Get an agent.

Louise, the first thing you should do is
read.

Oh, but I'm going to be on television.

Shouldn't I at least... Get my hair
done?

Well, I guess you have time.

And I better change outfits.

Oh, yeah, me too.

Huh? Well, in case the camera swings in
my direction, I want to be ready for

stardom.

Oh, come on, you two. It's only a
television show.

Uh, yeah.

You're right, Helen.

See you in a while.

See you later.

Oh, man, Benny, we should have stayed
long. I was just getting hot.

Yes, and so were all the people you
knocked down.

Well, it ain't my fault they was moving
so slow.

Besides, I gave them all a warning,
didn't I?

Yes, but I think you might have shouted
something nicer than, Move it, turkeys!

Hey,

Florence, what happened down at the help
center? You get tired of working for

nothing? No, I'm used to that around
here.

I came home to change clothes because
I'm going to be on television.

In what, a monster movie?

No, they're doing a TV show on the work
Miss Jefferson does at the Help Center,

and I'm hoping to be on it, too.
Weasley's going to be on TV? Where is

she'll be right up.

Wait a minute. I ain't got a minute,
child.

A star is born.

Weasley's going to be on TV, ain't that
something?

Yes, television. It's a fascinating
industry.

Why, without it, we'd never have seen
the Nixon -Kennedy debate, the first man

landing on the moon, the Watergate
hearings, Earth's first visitor from

planet. Visitor from another planet?
Yes, Mr. J, who came to Earth with

and abilities far beyond those of mortal
men.

Superman, who can change the course of
mighty rivers, spend steel in his bare

hands, and who, disguised as... Bentley,
how'd you like me to bend your mouth in

my bare hands?

George!

George, you won't believe what happened.
You gonna be on a TV show? No, no, I'm

gonna be on a TV show.

Who told you? We heard it from a little
bird.

Yeah, an old bat named Florence.

Congratulations, Mrs. J. I'm sure it'll
bring a good deal of publicity to your

help center. Not to mention our
cleaners, right, Weez? George,

this program is for the hotline, and I'm
not gonna use it for anything else.

But, Weasley, you never know when my
cleaning stores might come up in a

conversation. How would a cleaners come
up in a documentary about suicide?

Well, suppose a guy purposely spray
-starched himself to death.

Just remember, Mrs. J., stay calm and
act natural.

Right. Forget about the lights. Forget
about the camera.

Forget about the millions of people
who'll be staring at you.

Mr. Vanity. Just remember, whatever you
say will be recorded for all time, so...

Be careful. I've seen people make
absolute fools of themselves on

Jabbering away and fidgeting and even
biting their fingernails.

Thanks for the advice, Mr. Bentley. I've
got to get ready. They're shooting this

afternoon. I'll go with you. Mr.

J, thank you for the company. I think
next Saturday I'll go skating with

Dolores. Dolores? That chick you were
talking to over by the water fountain?

She ain't no better skater than I am.

Well, perhaps not, but when I'm falling,
she'll be a lot more fun to hold on to.

Oh, hello, Mr. Bentley. Oh, I was just
leaving. Oh, Mr. Willis, do you skate?

Yes, ma 'am.

Oh, Joyce, I've got to talk to Louise.

Well, she's in the bedroom getting ready
for her TV debut.

I've got some bad news for her. They
canceled the show? No.

Ruthie Graham tried to kill herself.

Kill herself? You're kidding. No. She
took a whole bottle of pills and now

in a coma.

Oh, man, that's terrible.

I don't know how I'm going to tell
Louise. I know she's going to blame

She thought she had Ruthie turned
around.

Look, maybe you'll let me tell her.

Are you sure?

Well, look, Louise is used to hearing
bad news from me.

You got a point there.

Thanks, George. Tell Louise I'll see her
down at the help center.

Okay.

George! Oh, will you fasten this for me?
Sure.

Hey, look, there's something I got to
tell you. Now, before you say anything,

want to let you know I'm not going to be
nervous.

Oh, well, that's good. I mean, I talk to
people all the time at the help center,

so there's no reason why I can't do it
in front of a camera.

Right. There you go.

Thanks.

This documentary is important to the
help center, and I'm not going to let

anything distract me from telling people
that there's always a place to go when

they need help. Right.

Now, what did you want to tell me?

Well, uh, I'll tell you later.

Well, I'm ready.

Well, Laura. Mr.

Cassidy said to wear everyday clothes.

These are my everyday clothes.

Yeah, if every day is Halloween.

Come on, let's go.

George, isn't this going to be great?
Yeah.

Oh, yeah, it sure is.

Where can I get a pen?

Over there, what do you want a pen for?

For autographs.

Autographs? Whose autograph would you
want?

Nobody's. Somebody might want mine.

Oh, hi, Louise.

Hi, Helen. Where's Mr. Cassidy? Oh, he's
not here yet. Louise, I just spoke to

the hospital.

What hospital?

Hey, Louise, look at this clock.

Wow, I wonder what kind it is.

Probably the kind that tells time.

What hospital? Hey, it's got a radio,
too, see?

Where will it be in?

Ruthie, what's wrong with her?

What?

Will you turn that thing off?

You mean George didn't tell you? Tell me
what?

Right after you left today, Ruthie took
an overdose.

Overdose? Oh, no.

Louise, Ruthie is conscious now. She's
going to be okay. But we can't visit her

until tomorrow.

Oh, but why would Ruthie want to kill
herself?

She was just in here this morning, and
I...

And I didn't talk to her.

Oh, my God.

Damn.

What'd she say?

She wants to be alone.

George, why didn't you tell her about
Ruthie? Because I didn't want her to get

upset. But look how upset she is now. I
know. You shouldn't have told her.

Oh, Miss Willard, there's a call for you
online, too. Thank you, Florence.

Floss, I need your help. With what?
Getting Weezy out of the bathroom. Oh,

is the matter? Is the door stuck? No,
she got upset and she won't come out.

Okay, what did you say to her this time?

It's what I didn't say. Now, will you
just go in there and tell her I want her

to come out?

Hi.

Hi. You work here?

No, my wife Louise does.

Oh, here.

I want her to have this.

Why do you want to... Give her a spoon.

Because I already gave away my fork.

Well, did you talk to Weezy? Yeah, I
told her you wanted to see her. What'd

say? She said you have a picture of her
in your wallet.

What am I going to do?

I don't know, but you better do
something quick, because here comes Mr.

Damn!

Excuse me, I'm going to go talk to him.
He might ask me to stand in the

background.

If he's smart, he'll ask you to stand in
New Jersey.

Weezy!

The guy from the TV show is here.

I don't care.

Look, Weezy, if you don't come out here,
I'm coming in.

Okay?

Forgive me, Lord.

Weezy.

George, what are you doing in here?

Check it for feet.

This is the ladies' room.

What if somebody comes in and sees you?
I'll cover my mustache.

George, I just want to be left alone. I
don't feel like talking. Well, I do.

Look, Weezy, I know how much you care
about Ruthie. But what happened to her

not your fault.

Oh, yes, it is.

I was so wrapped up in myself, I forgot
all about Ruthie. But she's going to be

okay.

Well, this time I was lucky. But what
about next time?

Look, you win some, you lose some.

Take my job.

You think I can get out everything?

Oh, George.

Okay, we... Look, how many people have
you talked to on that hotline?

Oh, I don't know.

A hundred?

Maybe. And out of that hundred, how many
have you talked out of trying to kill

themselves?

Well... All of them except Ruthie,
right?

Well, that's 99 out of 100. That's a
good average.

Hell, if you was a baseball player,
you'd have your own candy bar.

I'm not talking about baseball. I'm
talking about someone's life.

And I almost cost Ruthie hers.

Weezy, will you listen to me? I don't
want to listen to anyone right now.

look, come out of there. I want to talk
to you.

I'm giving you three to come out.

One.

if you don't come out of here.

I'm not coming out, George.

Look, Weasley, would you stop pacing?

What am I supposed to tell all those
people waiting out there?

Tell them I quit.

You can't quit.

Oh, yes, I can.

I had a chance to save a life, and I
almost blew it.

Okay, you want to save a life, save
mine, because I'm going to jump off this

toilet seat and lay it on my head.

Oh, George, stop it.

Okay.

Hey, Reese, you saved my life.

George, don't you see the serious
mistake I made?

But everybody makes mistakes, even me.

But in my job, I can't make a mistake.

What do you mean you can't? Who do you
think you are, God?

Okay, maybe you should quit.

I'll just go out there and tell those
people that they have to find somebody

else to run the hotline.

I'll tell them to look for somebody
that's perfect.

Somebody that never makes mistakes.

If they can't find somebody like that,
well, to hell with all the people that

need help.

Well, I'm getting out of here. I got to
go to the bathroom.

George, wait.

Maybe you're right.

I made a big mistake, but it's a mistake
I'm not going to make again.

Right, Weas. I always knew you weren't a
quitter.

Thanks for coming in here and talking to
me, George.

It helped.

Yeah, it helped me, too. I learned
something.

What did you learn?

Women rat on bathroom walls, too.

Huh? See?

For a good time, call Fred. Oh, there
you are,

Mrs.

Jefferson. I'd like to get a little
information before we start shooting.

sure.

Tell me a little about your job.

Well, it's frustrating at times because
we don't always succeed.

But it's important for us to remember we
can't get out every stain.

I mean, we're not God. We're not
perfect.

It must be very hard sometimes to keep
up your spirits.

Yes, it is.

But I'm lucky to have someone who keeps
picking me up. Someone who won't let me

quit. Really? Who's that?

My husband, George.

I'd like for you to meet him.

Mr. Jefferson.

Let's get this on film.

Oh, come on, Mr. Jefferson. I'm afraid
to go on TV for long. Well, shoot, I

ain't.

This is Focus on New York.

We're here at the Suicide Hotline with
Louise Jefferson and her husband,

And their wonderful housekeeper and part
-time secretary, Florence Johnson.

Uh, Mr. Jefferson, do you have something
you'd like to say?

Uh, here's your spoon.

Well, that's that.

Wait a minute, you mean it's over?

They cut me out. You couldn't even see
my face.

That's because Weezy's program is to
prevent suicide, not cause it.

Well, I'm just happy they made that
documentary.

It should help a lot of people. Yeah,
like me.

Huh?

Didn't you see how good I looked on TV?

It could be a whole new career for me.

Who knows? Today, focus on New York.

Tomorrow, the gong show.