All language subtitles for The Jeffersons s07e18 Not So Dearly Beloved

Well, we're moving on up. We're moving
on up.

The next time, try to roast something
from this planet.

George, the dinner was delicious.

Look, you don't have to defend her. I
ate it, didn't I?

She got her revenge.

Revenge? I don't need no revenge.

Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord.

And he done took enough revenge on your
scrawny little body already.

Hi, Louise.

Tom, get in here.

Oh, come on, Helen. I'm not sure this is
such a good idea.

What is the matter with you? This is
important.

Tom, you have got to stop letting people
push you around.

Now get in here.

What's this all about?

Oh, it's really no big deal.

George, Tom was just insulted by one of
your employees. What?

One of your employees just insulted my
husband. Tell him, Tom.

Well, one of your employees just
insulted me.

Well, what happened?

Well, Helen and I are going out for
dinner tonight, so we stopped by your

downstairs to pick up my blue suit.

Your favorite blue suit.

Well, it's an okay suit. It fits me.

Those are the circus pants.

What's the point?

Well, when I picked up the suit, I
noticed a tiny jelly stain on the lapel.

George, I hate to bother you with this.
Bother him, Tom.

Bother him.

Look, there was no jelly stain when we
brought the suit in. And what do you

think we saw on the counter next to the
cash register?

Tell him, Tom.

Well, we saw... A half -eaten jelly
donut.

manager was eating a jelly donut. And
tell George what he said to us, Tom.

Well, he said... He called us liars.

And I don't think he should get away
with it.

Now, don't you feel better after getting
all that off your chest?

George, you better have a talk with your
manager.

Damn right I will. That was Wendell
Thomas, right? Well, that's a fellow.

really, George, it wasn't that major.
The hell it ain't. The next time you

insult somebody important.

Take care of this right now.

Hello, Wendell.

This is Jefferson.

Your boss!

Look, I want to see you up in my
apartment right now.

I said now!

George, what are you going to do?

I'm on Cannon's butt, that's what.

I should have done that months ago.

Then why didn't you?

Because he's as good at making me money
as he is at making me crazy.

Then, George, maybe you ought to
consider keeping him on.

But, Tom, he insulted you, don't you
remember?

He called you fat, though.

Okay, so that's one for Wendell.

But I'm getting rid of him anyway. He's
causing me too many problems.

George, have you ever tried to get him
to change his ways?

Weezy, I have sat him down and tried to
teach him everything I know about

compassion and understanding.

Why'd you sit him down?

He could have caught that one on the
run.

There was another time, Weezy, when he
disappeared for three hours with my

delivery truck and the part -time
counter girl.

But, George, I saw him wearing a wedding
ring.

Look, Willis, that ring goes on and off
more than the light in your

refrigerator.

Oh, George, I forgot to tell you. When I
mentioned that you were a friend of

ours, all he said was, hmm, I'm not
afraid of that little midget.

Midget!

Okay, so there's another one for
Wendell.

Okay, look, I'll take care of this.

And look, don't worry about your suit.

You're a customer of mine, and
Jefferson's customers always get

I'll clean your tooth again myself the
right way.

Free of charge.

Grow up, Willis.

George, I don't mean to interfere, but
maybe Wendell deserves a second chance.

Forget it, Weezy. He's rude.

He's obnoxious. He shoots off his mouth.

I mean, you don't know what it's like
constantly being around a man like that.

I can only imagine it.

Well, I'm through with the dishes, so if
you don't want nothing else, I think

I'm going to take a nap.

Well, how about that?

Do you want to get the door?

Let me put it like this.

Come on now, Wendell.

Hey, I hope this won't take long. You
see, it's my... Wipes bridge night, and

made other plans, if you know what I
mean.

It won't take long.

Oh, you don't mind if I smoke, do you?
Well, good.

Oh, and boss, something hilarious
happened today.

You were like this.

Old Lady McIntyre came in to pick up her
cleaning today.

On her way out, she tripped on that
loose floorboard, fell on her face, got

cleaning all dirty, had to come right
back and get it cleaned all over again.

And just think, You wanted me to fix
that floorboard.

Remember, Mrs.

McIntyre is one of our best customers.

Not anymore. She's suing you. What?

Don't worry.

She's old.

By the time the case gets to court,
she'll be history.

Look, did anything else happen today
that I should know about? Not a thing.

Everything's cool.

You got along with everybody?

Yep. Especially the part -time counter
girl, if you know what I mean.

Sit down.

Oh, don't mind if I do.

I could use the rest.

Get your feet off the table. My wife
wouldn't appreciate it.

You let her push you around like that?
Not me. My old lady steps out of line,

smack. That's what she gets from me.

That makes you feel like a man?

Usually.

Look, enough of the small talk, Wendell.

I got a complaint about you today. Oh,
man, let me guess.

The fat blimp with the jelly stain.

But the fat blimp happens to be a friend
of mine. Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought you was hanging around with a
better class of people.

I don't like getting complaints about my
employees.

I ain't been getting no complaints.

Just ask the counter girl, if you know
what I mean.

You know something, Wendell?

I don't like you, if you know what I
mean.

Look,

you're rude to my customers.

They're idiots.

You're rude to my employees.

They're idiots.

And you're even rude to me.

Okay, Wendell, I'm going to give it to
you straight.

Ain't no easy way to do this.

I've given you every break I've been
over backwards.

I'll give you a chance.

And you let me down.

So, it's all going to end right here.
Right now. It's over.

Well, got anything to say for yourself?

Why do you like that? I'm trying to fire
the guy and he falls asleep.

Wendell, get out.

It's over.

It's through.

You're finished.

You are dead.

I did.

Hey, hey, hey, Wendell, look, that was
just a figure of speech.

Wendell, please, hey!

I killed him.

I killed him, Weeds.

From now on, they're going to call me
George Jefferson, the angel of death.

George, it wasn't your fault. You tried
to give him CPR, but he had a stroke.

The doctor, Said there was nothing you
could do.

So you're not responsible?

Yeah.

Maybe Wendell knew I was going to fire
him. When he realized he wouldn't be

working for a great boss like me, it
sucked the life right out of him.

George, Wendell could have died any
time.

At work, at home, on the subway.

Unfortunately, he died here.

On my new couch.

Yeah, I guess you're right, Weasley.

It wasn't my fault what happened to
Wendell.

Florence, did you get the door?

You're closer.

You want to get fired?

Uh -uh.

After what you did to Wendell, I think
I'll just retire.

Hello.

Welcome to Boot Hill.

Is Mr. Jefferson there?

Yeah, I'm George Jefferson.

How do you do? I'm Fred Thomas,
Wendell's brother.

Oh, yeah, hi. How are you? Look, I'm
really sorry about what happened. I

it was just the strangest thing. I mean,
one minute, he's sitting on the couch

talking up a blue streak, and the next
minute, he's lying on the couch, just

blue.

You have our deepest sympathies, Mr.
Thomas, and please convey them to Mrs.

Thomas. Oh, I will. She's with Wendell
right now.

You mean she's dead, too?

No, I mean she's at the funeral home
with his remains.

George was just telling us today what a
wonderful man Wendell was.

I was.

I mean, yes, I was.

I'm so glad you feel that way, Mr.
Jefferson, because I have a favor I'd

ask of you. Go ahead, ask. Anything you
want, just ask me.

Would you deliver the eulogy at
Wendell's funeral?

I mean, I know nobody likes to do these
things, Mr. Jefferson, but it would mean

a lot to our family.

Well...

Okay, okay. Anything for an old friend.
Oh, thank you. Thank you very much.

The service will be at Foster's Funeral
Home Thursday at 3 o 'clock. Oh.

Okay? Okay, fine. Thank you. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

I can't give no eulogy for Wendell.

What can you say about a man you can't
stand?

I'd be glad to give you a few corners.

because you're good at it.

Now, I want you to hear what I've done
so far on Wendell's eulogy.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here
today to bid fond farewell

to Wendell Thomas.

Very good, and not too long.

Wendell ate from the tree of happiness.

and enjoyed the fruit of life.

But suddenly, his fruits rotted on the
vine.

I'm moved.

Wait, there's more.

God loaned us Wendell, but he became an
overdue book in the

library of humanity.

Why was Wendell called back?

I just had some reading to do.

Look, Florence, this is not supposed to
be funny. It's supposed to be sad.

Oh, it's more than sad.

It's pathetic.

Oh,

Mr. J, I... I found that old eulogy I
told you about.

Oh, great, Bentley. Come on in.

You're a genius, Bentley. You're
incredible.

Yes, I know.

Regina told me the same thing last
night. Whoop.

Well,

let's hear it.

Oh, well, you see, first I put on a
little soft music.

Then I dimmed the light, took Regina in
my arms. Bentley, I'll wait to see the

movie.

Oh, oh, well, now you must bear in mind
this was written several years ago for

my friend Rufus. So you see, I simply
substituted your friend's name for his.

Oh, nice touch.

Friends, we are gathered here today to
bid our final farewell to Wendell's

earthly remains.

Not bad.

He was a good and loyal companion until
the last.

I remember... I remember... I
remember...

I can push on now.

I remember the wonderful times we had
together. The special moments we shared.

The way Wendell used to smile when I
rubbed his stomach.

The way he would jump on my lap, lick my
hand, and yes, wag his little tail.

Wait a minute, Bentley.

Bentley.

Wendell was a dog, wasn't he?

No, Mr.

J. Wendell was your manager.

Rufus was a dog.

The door, Bentley.

Well,

how's the eulogy coming, George?

Well, Wheezy, why don't you just write
me a note and say I'm sick?

George, you have to do this.

It's your duty to his family and
friends.

He didn't have any friends, Weeds. The
man was a bum.

A bum.

There are certain times when you have to
tell little white lies.

Like when?

Well, for example, suppose you bought me
a dress and I hated it.

I'll tell you I loved it. Why?

Because I wouldn't want to hurt you.
Understand?

Yeah. You hate that dress, don't you?

No, George.

I bought you that dress last year. You
told me you loved it.

George, I'm just trying to make a point.

I knew it. I knew I shouldn't have
bought that dress.

But there's nothing wrong with the
dress. I paid $500 for that dress. I

care how much.

$500.

For this?

See, you hate it. I knew it. I knew it.
I knew you... George, George, forget

about the dress.

Now, all you have to do is stand up and
say a few nice words.

Now, what is the best thing you can say
about Wendell?

He's dead.

No, I meant character traits.

What was he like?

Well, he cheated on his wife.

Oh.

Well, when you give the eulogy.

You can just put that in a different
way.

You can just say he loved everyone.

That's pretty good, Weas.

Okay. And he was a know -it -all.

He was knowledgeable.

Quiet, Weas.

He was a loudmouth.

Outspoken.

I got ahead of you, Weas. You really
know how to lie.

George, you do not have laryngitis.

How do you know?

Dearly beloved, we're gathered here to
pay our final respects to...

Wendell Thomas.

Here with some kind words about Brother
Thomas is his employer and close,

close friend, Mr.

George Jefferson.

Knock him dead, George.

Good luck.

As I look around the room, I see many
faces of those near and dear to

Wendell Thomas.

That's why I'm especially honored to say
a few words in his memory.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Wendell Thomas was a wonderful man.

A vibrant man.

So full of life.

When you think of Wendell, so many words
come to mind.

He was knowledgeable.

Outspoken.

And he loved everyone.

He touched everyone he knew.

Only met Wendell once, but he left a
strong impression on her.

I can't believe George paid $500 for
this.

Wendell Thomas was a family man, a good
provider, and

none of us will miss him more than his
grieving widow, Yvonne.

He was a loving husband.

He was loving all right.

Loving every woman he could get his hand
on.

Yes.

And let's not forget his loving brother,
who was holding up so well at this time

of sorrow.

I never thought I'd find someone to do
this eulogy.

14 people turned me down before I found
this sack of jars.

Yes, all of our lives are just a bit
emptier with the loss of this fine man.

And perhaps it's only fitting tribute
that we pause for a moment of silence

look back at the way Wendell affected
our lives.

He kicked my dog.

He owed me 50 bucks.

He wrecked my car.

He cheated on me.

He cheated on me.

He cheated on me.

Nice and warm in here.

Thank you.

In closing, let me say that Wendell left
his mark on all of us.

I'm sure we all feel the same way about
Wendell Thomas.

You may be gone.

But you're not forgotten.

If you know what I mean.

Oh, that was lovely, George.

Yeah, Weezy, but I felt like a hypocrite
up there. It taught me something,

though.

If you want people to say something nice
about you when you're dead, you gotta

do nice things when you're alive.

You're right, George.

But I think your words were a real
comfort to his family and friends.

You said such beautiful words.

Just beautiful.

Bye -bye. Bye -bye.

Ah, another funeral and another 500
bucks.