All language subtitles for The Jeffersons s09e03 Anatomy of a Stain

Well, we're moving on up, moving on up,
to the east side, moving on up, to a

deep...

what is known as peanut butter and
jelly.

I hate peanut butter and jelly.

And as the boss, I demand something
else. Okay, boss.

Now you have jelly and peanut butter.

You know something? The longer she works
for us, the lazier she gets.

Oh, that's not true, George.

Oh, no?

What did you have for breakfast this
morning?

Well, I made Florence and her friend
some eggs.

See what I mean?

Well, look, George, I'm sure the only
reason she made you a sandwich is

there's nothing else in the house. What?

Oh, get that, will you? I'm marinating
my steak.

Oh, now, George, don't fret.

The steak I had was a little tough
anyway.

I believe, is George Holmes. Yes, but
please come in anyway.

No, you see, this time we want to see
him. We had a little problem with some

cleaning George did for us.

Problem? Well, you know me, I'm an
easygoing guy. I don't like to make

but frankly speaking, today I'm really
ticked off.

Oh, you've been barred from the all -you
-can -eat joint again?

George, Tom is your friend. We all have
our crosses to bear, we...

Even the best homes have roaches,
Louise.

George is yours.

Well, now, as I was saying, Helen and I
were going out to dinner at our favorite

restaurant, and I was going to wear my
favorite suit. Well, actually, it's my

favorite suit of Tom's. It makes him
look kind of continental.

Oh, yeah, he does look like about the
size of Australia.

So what happened to your suit, Tom?

Well, we took it into your cleaning
store,

And it came back like this.

Oh, Tom.

I'm sorry about the stain.

Well, we'll send these trousers back
downstairs and George will clean them

again. Oh, but I'm afraid, Louise, that
this stain is permanent. Look, it

happened. Okay, I'm the best, but even
the best can't get out every gravy

Excuse me, George, but this stain is not
gravy. It's chocolate.

How do you know?

Well, I... I tasted it.

What? Well, I didn't want to come down
here making reckless accusations.

Well, the simple fact of the matter is
that there was no theme when we brought

the pants in to you, so it must have
happened at your cleaning. Unless the

customer left the chocolate bar in the
pocket when he brought it in.

I did not.

Okay, look, Willard. It's the Jefferson
Cleaners' policy to pay for everything.

How much do I owe you?

$400.

$400?

That's a lot of money for a suit.

Well, of course, this could be used to
cover the infield of Yankee Stadium.

Anyway, like I said, we pay for
everything, even if it is your fault.

Just a minute, George. I want to make it
perfectly clear that there was no

chocolate bar in this pocket.

Now, there's a principle involved here.
The truth is at stake. And the truth is

that, well, your store was at fault. No
way. Oh, now, look, Tom.

George offered to pay for the pants. Why
don't we just leave it at that, okay?

I'm sorry, Helen, I can't. Not until
George admits that the whole thing was

mistake. What?

My only mistake was taking your pants to
the first place.

Next time, why don't you take them
someplace where they can handle a big

like that?

Like the Cleveland Blimp Works.

Oh, that does it. There's just no
dealing with you.

Oh, no, there's no talking to you.

And what's more, you're an incompetent
dry cleaner. What?

Incompetent dry cleaner?

Okay, just for that.

I ain't gonna clean that circus tent you
call pants.

But you agreed.

Sue me.

You know something, George? I'm steamed
enough to haul you into court. Haul me

into court, then. My goodness. I ain't
never heard y 'all fight like that

before. George, were you listening?

Naturally.

You know, Mr. Jefferson, your argument
would be perfect for that TV show Video

Verdict. Video Verdict? You ain't never
seen Video Verdict, Chuck?

Well, two parties agree.

To let an ex -judge hear their case form
in front of everybody watching TV.

Oh, I don't know. It sounds a little
silly to me.

Well, I've seen it, and it's
unbelievable.

People say the dumbest things on that
show.

Well, like I said, Mr. Jefferson would
be perfect for it.

We ain't going on no video verdict. They
make people look ridiculous.

Only a complete fool would even consider
going on a show like that.

Video verdict.

Oh, no.

Hey, that's not a bad idea, George.

No, Tom.

You're not actually considering going on
television with this.

Yes, I am.

And you know why, George?

Because I want America to see you proven
wrong.

Yes, the more I think about it, I
believe that TV court show is a valid

Come on, Helen, let's go. I've got a
case to prepare.

Oh, and call Jim.

Is Jimmy your lawyer?

No.

He's our caterer.

I can't stand it.

You know what he called me? Weezy and
incompetent liar cleaner. I don't

he would say that to me. I'd never
insult him.

George, people say things when they're
upset.

Right, Mr. Jefferson.

And if you ain't gonna eat this peanut
butter and jelly sandwich, I wish you'd

throw it out. It's making me sick.

Don't jeopardize your friendship over a
silly stain.

Just give Tom some time to calm down.

Then offer to pay for the damages.

He'll take it, and then you'll maintain
your reputation as a fair and honest

business. I don't care.

And you'll also solve your lower back
problem.

I don't have no lower back problem. You
will after sleeping on that couch

tonight.

You just made me care.

So? I'll tell him you're willing to
solve this thing like a gentleman.

You tell him I hope he chokes on his
lousy steak and filthy 400 bucks.

I'll paraphrase, okay?

What are you mumbling about?

Did your stomach just realize that
you're the one who cooked the steak?

No, I was just looking forward to seeing
you and Mr. Willis go at it on video

verdict. We are not going on video
verdict.

Why should I let them use my talent to
help their lousy ratings?

Shoot, their ratings ain't lousy. I
mean, all my friends watch that show.

deal. One viewer.

Look, I read somewhere that in the New
York area alone, over four million

watch that show.

Now, that's eight million eyes blinded
by the glare of your bald head.

Eight million people?

eyes watching.

And hearing all the glory that's
Jefferson Cleary.

Anyway, I think you made the right
decision.

I mean, like you said, only a complete
fool would consider going on that show.

Video verdict.

It figures.

Good news, George.

I was speaking to Tom, and now he has
something he wants to say to you.

Well, George, I guess this whole thing
kind of got blown out of proportion.

Hey, Dave!

Anyway, I mean, if it's all right with
you, I'll allow you to pay for my suit.

I mean, why quibble over whose fault it
was? The important thing is that we're

both still friends.

Fat chance, fat man.

What?

I'll see you in court.

What?

Okay, quiet please, standing by.

In five, four, three, two...

Now

entering the courtroom, the plaintiff,
Tom Willis.

He claims that he brought his new suit
into Jefferson Cleaners to be cleaned.

But what he got back was a mohair
chocolate sundae.

He's suing the defendant for $400.

And now the defendant, George Jefferson,
owner and operator of Jefferson

Cleaners.

He claims the plaintiff left a chocolate
bar in his pocket when he brought the

suit in.

And therefore, the plaintiff is
responsible for the stain.

It appears we have the making of a very
interesting case here on Video Verdict.

And now, Judge Cronin is entering the
courtroom.

Let's join him as he hears the case
of...

Who took who to the cleaners?

The participants have been sworn in.

Will the plaintiff please state his
case?

Certainly, Your Honor.

Now, you see, I took my pants into
Jefferson Cleaners. I object, Your

Mr. Jefferson, this is not a real court.
This court does not recognize

objections. I'm sorry, Your Highness.

The reason I objected to the court...
The plaintiff said he took the pants at

Jefferson Cleaners, but he did not
specify which Jefferson Cleaners. You

sir, I have seven locations.

One near you.

Objection overruled. Grease stains, no
problem.

Grass stains, no problem.

Knock it off.

No problem.

Go on, Mr. Willis.

Yes, Your Honor.

Very simple. You see, I took the pants
in, no stain.

I got them back, pure milk chocolate.

Do you have any evidence?

I guess I do, Your Honor.

Here is Exhibit A.

And B, C, and D.

How do you know that this is milk
chocolate?

I tasted it.

Speak up, please.

I tasted it.

Now, look.

My husband made taste pants.

But, my gosh, he has right on his thigh.

Order. Order.

Mr. Jefferson, would you state your
case, please? Thank you, Your Holiness.

My wife bought her dress first.

Anyway, I'd like to open my case by
stating that anyone that comes into

Jefferson Cleaners and mentions video
verdict will have half off of their dry

cleaning.

And secondly, I'd like to say Jefferson
Cleaners, where clean is our middle

name, is not guilty of the charges.

And I'd like to claim that that man, Tom
Willis, left a candy bar in his pants

pockets, which caused the stain.

That's a lie.

I'm sorry. I got carried away.

Okay.

Now, how do you intend to prove that Mr.

Willis caused the stain?

You mean the plaintiff?

Yes, yes.

The plaintiff. Elementary, Your Majesty.

plaintiff never leaves home without
chocolate.

Have them empty his pockets right now.

Your Honor, this is an outrage. Now,
now, now, I know that this is an

request, but I'm intrigued.

Oh, but Your Honor.

Besides, I own this show.

So empty your pockets.

Oh, it's just a little chocolate kiss.

Come on, let's come clean.

which shows that not only was the
plaintiff wrong about his accusations,

is also grossly overweight.

But you be the judge.

Thank you.

Now, Mr. Willis, do you have any
witnesses?

Just one, Your Honor.

My wife.

the matter now, Mr. Jefferson.

I'm not trying to influence your
decision, Your Honor, but this woman has

subscription to Cosmopolitan.

Enough said.

George, I subscribe to that, too.

You're destroying me, Weas.

Go on, please, Mrs. Willits.

Your Honor, I swear...

There was no candy bar in that pocket.

I always go through Tom's pockets.

Oh, they call it a marriage.

I went through them, and they were
empty.

Just like the defendant's head.

Oh, yeah?

Well, in 1975, did you not leave a jelly
bean in your husband's back pocket?

Mr.

Jefferson, that is hearsay and
inadmissible.

Okay, I withdraw the question. But...
The seed is planted.

The damage is done.

Well, I'm afraid in your case that the
damage is irreversible.

Now, do you have any witnesses?

Yes, Your Honor. My sweet, lovely, she
-would -die -for -her -country wife,

I might add, has been on the verge of a
nervous breakdown ever since these

proceedings began.

I'll help you, darling.

I would like to say a

few words about my wonderful husband,
George Jefferson of Jefferson Cleaners.

He... A cleaner who cares?

A cleaner who cares?

He was born the son of a sharecropper.

He was so poor that in order to buy a
five -cent cup of coffee,

he had to find four other investors.

What has this got to do with the case?

I have no idea, Your Honor.

That's enough.

And he made me wear this dress.

Please, Mrs. Jefferson.

And I begged him, give Tom the money, I
said.

She's rambling, Your Honor.

The medication is wearing off.

Could anyone ever tell you that you look
like Tom Selleck?

He wanted me to say that, Joanna, but I
have my limits.

Well, I think that I have heard enough.

I'll take a brief recess and then be
back with my decision.

Look, honey, he's taking my pants.

Maybe he wants to take them, Tom.

We'll be right back with Judge Cronin's
decision right after this commercial

break.

This is a commercial break. Everybody
relax, but please hold your positions.

George, I'm afraid you're going to lose.

Come on, who cares?

I'm just in this for the free
advertising.

You mean you dressed me up in this
ridiculous dress?

dragged me down here, made me recite
that stupid story, and had me to

myself in front of millions of people
just so you could get some free

advertising?

Yeah.

Well, George, you deserve whatever you
get, because you're going to lose this

case, which will tell every customer you
have that Jefferson Cleaners is no

good.

Okay, we're back, everybody. Stand by,
please.

In five, four, three, two... And here
comes Judge Cronin

now.

Well, I've reached my decision.

This man, Mr.

Jefferson... Hang him, child.

Thank you for your...

As I was saying, it seems to me that the
verdict in this case is pretty obvious.

Oh, you look tired, Judge.

What? Look, I know you get tired doing
this junk day after day here. Let me

a little pressure off you, okay?

But, Mr. Jefferson, I've already reached
my decision.

But your decision don't mean nothing.

I mean, it's obvious that this whole
trial is going my way.

And I don't care about the fact that I'm
right.

There's something else that's been
gnawing at me.

I see here an unhappy customer. That
hurts!

And being the kind, generous, dry
cleaner that I am, who gives half off

hectic Christmas season, I have no
alternative but to pay

the plaintiff for his suit.

You still haven't admitted it was your
fault, you little weasel.

What a testimonial.

But that's the way we are down at
Jefferson Cleaners. We care.

And for the hearing impaired, that's
Jefferson Cleaners.

Well, a rather surprising conclusion to
our case.

And a rather generous gesture on the
part of Mr. Jefferson.

Well, what can I say? I mean, I guess I
was just cursed.

with a generous nature.

But that's the way I am. That's the
whole policy of Jefferson Cleary. Hold

hold it, cut it, cut it.

I'm working here.

Not anymore.

What's up?

It's a wrap.

We can't use this whole segment.

Say, why not?

Well, because Clarence Darrell here
didn't let the judge make his ruling.

Sorry, folks.

What are you talking about? I was a
bigger hit than that judge has ever

Maybe so.

There's one thing that you forget.

What's that?

I'm the star.

Oh, George, I just wanted to come over
and thank you for being such a gentle...

Drop dead, Willis.

Well, now, that did it. You know, Helen,
I can take a lot of guff, but I don't

go for that drop dead talk.

No, no.

I know, dear.

Now, listen, both of you.

You are friends. You've been friends for
years.

And court is no place... for friends to
air their dirty laundry.

Well, you know what I mean.

Anyway, this fighting is senseless. So
why don't you two just apologize for

taking this ridiculous mess this far?

Tom.

George.

Sorry.

I guess I was a real fool.

You sure were.

George. Oh, yeah, but look, I was a jerk
myself.

I mean, we should have been able to
figure this out ourselves.

Yeah, nobody but a complete fool would
want to be seen on a show like this.

It ain't gonna be on TV.

What you mean it ain't gonna be on TV?