All language subtitles for The Jeffersons s07e16 I Buy the Songs.eng

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

To a deep.

Special Valentine's Day dinner for the
most marvelous man in the world.

Really? And I thought you were making
dinner for Mr. Jefferson.

Do me a favor.

Listen to this Valentine and tell me
what you think before I send it off.

My darling Billy Dee Williams.

Florence, today is Valentine's Day. So
your darling Billy Dee Williams is going

to get his card late.

I know.

I don't want you to get mixed up with
them cards he gets from lonely,

women who bother him all the time.

Oh, hi, George.

Don't talk to me.

Well, what's wrong?

The whole world might think that the dry
cleaning business is a glamorous

profession, but some days it's just
another lousy job.

Well, maybe this will cheer you up.

I'm making you a special dinner for
tonight, and this is a little something

after dinner.

Uh -uh.

It's for later.

What's the occasion?

You mean to tell me you don't know it's
Valentine's Day?

It is.

Of course I know it's Valentine's Day.
How could I forget that?

Well, nobody could blame you if you did.

I mean,

you can't be expected to remember
Valentine's Day and your way home from

I know you think I forgot it was
Valentine's Day, right? But I didn't. I

favorite wife a present.

You did?

That's right. What is it?

Close your eyes.

Okay.

Here's a hundred bucks.

Go out and buy yourself something real
nice.

I can see you put a lot of thought in
this, George.

You bet I did.

You didn't even bother to get me a card.

Hold it.

Here you go.

Buy yourself a card.

Bring it to me, and I'll sign it.

Oh, come on, Weezy. Look, I've been
busy. I've hardly been home.

And I sure do appreciate it.

Oh, hi, George. Oh, Louise.

I can't wait to show you what I got Tom
for Valentine's Day.

Oh, Tom, come on in.

Ta -da!

It was imported from Paris.

They must have thrown it out of the
country.

Tom. I think you look wonderful.

Oh, thank you. You don't think it makes
me look too, uh... Fat, bald, ugly,

stupid? George!

Uh, Louise, did you two exchange
presents?

I got George some beautiful silk
pajamas.

Silk? Oh, I hope they don't make him
look too, uh, too, uh... Short, bald,

stupid?

It doesn't matter what they make him
look like. The pajamas are going back.

Why don't we keep the pajamas and send
Miss Jefferson back?

Oh, Louise, I bet you'll never guess
what Tom gave to me.

He wrote me a love poem.

A poem.

What a tight one.

George, I adore poems.

Oh, yeah? Well, how come every time I
tell you a poem, you tell me to shut up?

I never told you to shut up.

There once was a hermit named Dave. Shut
up!

Why don't you recite your poem?

Well, I...

Oh, no, I'm too shy.

Well, I'll tell it to you. It goes like
this.

Oh, Helen.

Oh, Helen. Oh, weren't you listening?
That's my Helen, my Helen, not oh,

oh, Helen.

Well, that was touching. Thanks for
sharing it with me. Bye.

Now, wait a minute. There's more. Here,
give me that. More.

My Helen, my Helen.

The love of my life. The woman I'm proud
to say is my wife.

Troubles may assail me. My cupboard may
be bare, yet the sun still shines.

when my Helen is there.

So,

on Valentine's Day, I'm happy to say,
excuse me for yelling, but I love

you, Helen.

What a perfect Valentine's Day present.
It came from the heart.

Yeah. Mine was better. It came from the
wallet.

Oh, Mr. Willis, that was so inspiring.

Do you mind if I borrow a few lines? Oh,
I'd be honored.

Oh, Billy Dee.

Oh, Billy Dee. That's my Billy Dee. My
Billy Dee.

My Billy Dee.

My Billy Dee.

Oh, you're a lucky woman, Helen.

I know.

Lucky? How can she be lucky? She's
married to Willis.

Old Moby Grape was too cheap to even buy
a real present.

A love poem is a real present.

Look, it didn't cost a dime.

Money has absolutely nothing to do with
love.

Uh, Tom, I think we'd better go.

Aw, gee. Now?

Louise was just about to give him both
barrels.

She promised to take me for a carriage
ride around Central Park, dear.

You hear that? A carriage ride.

Do you see how romantic he is? He's a
miser. He's just too cheap to spring for

cab. I am not.

I've never been so embarrassed.

Me neither. Boy, that was a dumb poem,
wasn't it?

Excuse me for yelling.

I'm talking about your behavior.

And there's nothing dumb about a husband
telling his wife he loves her.

You ought to try it once in a while.

What are you talking about? Look, we've
been married now for...

to know what you mean to me.

It wouldn't hurt to hear it once in a
while. Okay, what do you want, a poem?

Some of that mushy, gushy stuff? That's
what people in love not marry people.

It's even more important when you're
married. A woman needs to know she's

special. Everybody does.

That's why I tried to show you how
special you are to me.

Okay, I'm going to show you how special
you are to me.

Tomorrow, go out and buy yourself
another mink.

coat uh george what you haven't

the faintest idea what i've been talking
about do you nope

here's your money back go buy yourself a
heart

Mr. Jefferson. Charlie, Charlie.

Ah, lovely day, eh, Mr. J?

How's Mrs. J? Oh, yeah.

Had a little tip, eh?

Our women, you can't live with them and
you can't live without them.

Heavy, Bentley.

Good to see you, Mr. Jefferson.

How's the missus? Oh, there's been a
little marital discord, I fear.

Yeah, we've made at me. I can't figure
out what I did wrong.

women, you can't live with them, you
can't live without them.

Well said.

I'll tell you what happened.

Willis wrote a poem for his wife, right?

So I offered to buy a weasel a mink coat
and she gets mad at me.

Would you rather have a mink coat or a
stupid poem?

Well, that all depends.

Would the pelt be ranch bread?

Well, you know, Mr. Jefferson, sometimes
it takes more than money to please a

woman. Let's face it, women are curious
creatures.

Yeah, I know you can't live with them
and live without them.

Exactly.

But you know, Charlie's right, Mr. J.

Women thrive on love and romance.

They need to feel that they're special.

Well, I tried to make her feel special,
but it just didn't turn out right.

Well, the same thing happened to a
friend of mine down under.

A dead guy?

Oh, no, Mr. Jefferson, down under means
an Australian.

Oh, an Australian dead guy.

Now, you see, this friend of mine fell
in love with a lovely lady, but she

wouldn't give him a tumble. He bought
her a rose, and she threw it in his

He bought her candy, and she threw it in
his face.

He bought her a diamond ring, and she
threw it in his face.

No, that she kept.

She was rude, but she was no fool.

My friend decided to give it one more
try, so he composed a love song for the

lady, and he serenaded her from under
her balcony.

Was she to pour hot water on him?

Au contraire.

I was right?

No, Mr. J. The lady was so touched that
she fell in love on the spot, and they

were married within a fortnight.

Ah, I love happy endings.

Well, the actual ending wasn't all that
happy. They decided to honeymoon out in

the outback. Their very first night
together, they were stomped to death by

band of rabid kangaroos.

My God, the irony.

Hey, Bentley, that's it.

I'm gonna sing Weave Your Love songs
just for her.

Hey, that's great, Mr. Jefferson.

Music is the language of love.

Hey, say, I got a friend of mine who's a
composer. Why, he can knock out a tune

in no time.

I ain't got to buy no song. I can knock
one out by myself.

Come on, we got work to do.

Well, I'm more than happy to help, Mr.
J., but I really don't have much time.

ain't going to take that long, Bentley.
Just noodle around a little bit. Get a

little inspiration here.

All right.

Tell your ma.

Tell your pa.

Mr. J, I think we ought to stop and
collect our thoughts, eh?

What exactly would you like to say to
Mrs. J?

Well, that I love her.

Well, that's beautiful. You see, now all
you have to do is to put that thought

into a love song.

I love her.

Not exactly chock full of information,
is it?

There must be something else you'd like
to say to her, Mr. J.

Let's see. Well, I want to tell her what
she means to me, how lucky I am to have

her, and like all the money in the
world, it wouldn't mean anything without

Well, those are lovely sentiments. Now,
all you have to do is to put those

thoughts into poetic form.

I've got to go, but I'll be back to work
on your song later. Wait a minute. Come

here. I need a piano player.

Charlie,

do you have the songwriter's address?

You said, uh, the moon where, uh, we
walk, we walk.

When I met you in Piccadilly Square.

Hello?

Uh, no, I'm sorry. You got the wrong
number.

the wrong number.

But you dialed

Come to the right place, grab a chair,
put a smile on your face.

Hey, that's pretty good.

Hey, there's nobody better.

Not even Lana Turner with a sweater.

Charlie Clark told me you were good, but
he didn't tell me what is good.

Have you done anything famous?

I wrote Mr.

Ed's Vegas act.

Of course, of course.

That's it.

Love songs are my specialty.

Terrific. I need one for my wheezy.

You got a pet weasel?

No, that's my wife. My wife's wheezy.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Asthmatic, huh?

Well, we all got our problems.

My wife's got no teeth.

Could you write a song for me?

Sure, I could have it ready for you in a
week. But today is Valentine's Day. Oh,

jeez, I forgot.

My wife's gonna kill me.

At least she won't bite you.

Well, well, that's true, but I'd better
buy her something nice.

Well, just write her a song.

Are you kidding?

She doesn't want any more songs.

How many times has she told me, Sammy,
say it with cash?

I'll tell you what. You write a song for
my wife, I'll give you cash for yours.

You're on.

Well, tell me something about yourself.
What do you do?

Well, I'm a dryer cleaner.

Oh, wow.

I always wanted to write about that. I
never did before.

But I always wanted to.

Just a minute.

Let's see.

Press and steam.

I've got a crease in my heart over you.

There's a permanent thing where you gave
me that pain.

And I'm steamed because you said we were
through.

I wanted something a little more
romantic. You know, how much is this

cost me?

Just like that, how much?

This song will come from my soul.

It'll be art.

How can you put a price on art?

How about a hundred bucks?

Sold.

Okay, George, what's this all about?

I want you to hear all the reasons why
Wheezy's lucky to be married to me.

Oh, well, this won't take long.

My darling, my love, here you sit right
here in the seat of honor.

And the rest of you, who cares?

Look, Weezy, I know you've made at me
and you've got every reason to be.

I was wrong and you were right.

Love is more than giving money. It's
giving of yourself.

I hope you really mean that, George.

Of course I mean it.

And to prove it, I, George Jefferson, am
going to sing a song.

I have something very special for my
Wheezy.

I've been working all day, all by
myself.

Sweating, slaving.

Reaching deep inside my heart.

Nay, inside my very soul. Mr. J, I think
you're pushing.

Wheezy, this is from me to you.

Hit it, Vince.

We started out with nothing.

Beans and meatless stew.

Now we're rich, but here's the hitch.

It wouldn't mean a thing without you.

And how can I show my love?

Wheezy, it's not easy to do.

I could buy you diamonds.

I could buy you cars.

I could tell you that your eyes are
brighter than the stars.

But that wouldn't be the way for me to
show my love for you.

Wheezy, my wheezy, I love you, can't you
see?

That all the money in the world can mean
as much to me.

So forget about the riches and the
things that men can buy.

The jewelry, furs, and custom cars that
simply don't apply.

Just let me croon this simple tune.

To show my love to you.

Weezy. It's so easy.

To be in love.

George, that was beautiful.

What are you doing?

I'm just checking to make sure it's you.

You actually did something nice.

Oh, Mr. Jefferson, I just got to go blow
my nose.

You know, George, I didn't think you had
it in you.

Hey, Helen, look, I'm deep.

George. Would you consider putting my
poem to music? You're very talented.

I'm busy, Willis. I'm working on a
boring musical.

Call me in a couple of days.

Oh, George.

That was the most romantic thing
anyone's ever done for me.

Hey, what can I say? I'm a beautiful
guy.

Hey, come on and sit over here.

Yo, Charlie.

How about some champagne over here?

Oh, thank you, Mr. J.

George.

I never knew you could write love songs.

Everything rhymed so beautifully.

Yeah, it did rhyme, didn't it?

Hey, Mr. Jefferson, that was terrific.

Yeah, well, I guess some of us are just
blessed with natural talent. Yeah.

Say, I better call my friend and tell
him how much Mrs. Jefferson loved the

he wrote, huh?

Sure.

Oh,

see, what I meant was I want to call
you.

You're my friend, to tell you how much
she, Mrs. Jefferson, loved your song.

Ah, that you wrote.

I'll, uh, see you later.

George. Come on, we don't ruin this
moment with words, okay?

I thought you said you wrote that song
all by yourself.

Yeah, we... And I thought you really
meant it when you said love is more than

giving money.

It is. But you were lying.

That song didn't come from you.

You might as well have handed me $50 and
said, go out and buy yourself a song.

But it cost $100.

That's better than $50.

Mrs. J, not to be a Barinsky, but I
think you're being a little harsh on Mr.

Mr. Bentley, you don't understand.

Well, perhaps in this one instance, it's
you who doesn't understand.

You see, Mr. J did put forth a valiant
effort to write a song himself.

Now, he only turned for help to a
professional composer when he felt that

song he'd written wasn't good enough for
you.

And, you see, while it's true that he
did need some help arranging his

the feelings for you in that song are
all his.

Thank you, Mr. Bentley.

George. All I can say is I'm sorry I did
it again.

The only thing I'm good for is buying
things.

That's not true.

The thoughts in that song came from your
heart, and that means more to me than

you'll ever know.

Well, I do love you, Weezy, but I just
don't know how to say it. You just said

it.

And you said it just fine.

I'm sorry I had to use that other guy's
song.

That's not his song, George.

From now on, that's our song.

Play it again, Bent.

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