All language subtitles for The Jeffersons s09e05 Charlies Angels

Well, we're moving on up. We're moving
on up. Too deep down. We're moving on

To a deep.

Sometimes the butter's starting to smell
like Vitalis.

Well, hey, I like to eat, okay?

If that's a crime, so be it. If it was a
crime, you'd be on death row.

Listen, I'm getting sick of these
unfounded fat jokes.

Oh, is that the food section?

No, it's the stock market.

Just like you clean your plate, I clean
up at the stock market. Check this out.

AT &T up one half, IBM up seven
-eighths.

McDonald's? Hey, I eat there. Up 15 and
a half.

Wow. You know, I've always wanted to
invest in the stock market.

Now I have a little extra money to
invest.

George, what do you think I could get
for a few thousand dollars?

Lunch.

Will you please stop with the fat jokes?

I can't help it, Willis. I'm on a fat
freeway. I can't find an off -ramp.

Oh, come on, George.

You know, you're pretty successful in
the stock market.

How do you always know what to buy?

Because I've been gifted with a sixth
sense.

A sixth sense?

What do you mean?

Well, not only do I have your normal,
everyday five senses, like hearing,

smelling, tasting, four and five, I also
have a sixth sense,

which helps me make investments.

That's amazing.

What, did I have a sixth sense?

No, that you can't name the five senses.

You're just jealous, Willis. Look, I am
a man of vision. See, when I see a

vacant lot, I think of putting up high
-rises. When you see a vacant lot, you

think of putting up picnic tables.

Well, that does it, George. You know,
I'd really like to tell you what I think

about your fat jokes, but it's not
polite to talk with your mouth full.

George, who was here?

weren't making with the fat jokes at
Tom's expense.

Me making with fat jokes? Come on.

If that's Willis, grease the doorways
and wedge him in.

Oh, hi, Charlie. Long time no see.

How you doing, Mr. Jefferson?

Long time no drink. Oh, I know.

And I'm sorry we haven't been down to
your bar lately, but we haven't

about you.

How is your lovely wife, Georgia?

Uh, Gloria is just fine, thank you.

Oh, I'm so embarrassed.

I just blanked out.

Oh, come on in.

Oh. Charlie.

Charlie. You're right, right.

Hey,

Mr. Jefferson.

Hey, Charlie, what can I do for you?
Well, sir, you know, uh, when you have a

problem, you always come into the bar
and share it with me? Yeah.

Well, I thought I'd have this little
problem. I'd like to come up and kind of

share it with you. Oh, don't tell me
you're having a problem with your son

again. Uh, that's Diane, sir.

Whoa, you do have a problem.

Um, could I get you a drink, Charlie?
Yes, thank you very much, Mrs.

I think I'll have a Singapore sling.

Oh, I've never made one of those.

Oh, it's a snap. You just juice half a
lemon, add a little powder sugar, and

some gin.

Shave some ice and mix it, then strain
it off into a Collins glass.

Add some ice cubes, fill it with non
-carbonated water, then float a half

of wild cherry brandy on top, and then
just decorate it with the fruit of the

season.

How about some coffee, Charlie?

I'd love some.

Coming up.

Have a seat, Charlie. Thank you very
much, sir.

So, what's the problem?

Well, Mr. Jefferson, I could use some
real good business advice.

And who better to come to than George
Jefferson, huh? Oh, come on, Charlie,

you're embarrassing me.

Go on.

Well, sir, let's face it, you are a
financial genius.

Well, look, Charlie, the word genius has
been overused.

Wizard, maybe.

Well, genius, wizard, phenomena, they
all apply to you, sir. Yeah, I guess

there's no sense in me complaining.
People are still going to use them

So, anyway, what kind of advice did you
want?

Well, sir, I was wondering if you could
tell me what's the best way to ask you

for a business loan?

In your sleep.

Because you're dreaming.

Look, Mr. Jefferson, I really hate to
ask. This is hard for me to do, but

business has been so bad at the bar, I
could really use the money to decorate

the place. You know, draw in the
customers.

You know what you have in mind?

Oh, hey, I got some great ideas. I mean,
real heavy stuff. Get this.

I want to put that blue stuff in the
toilet water.

I want to add a ceiling fan and kind of
patch up the tablecloths.

And for my coup de grace, I want to get
a radio for Monday night football.

A radio.

Why don't you spring for a tape recorder
in case anybody wants to listen to the

instant replay?

Somehow I sense you're not too crazy
about my idea. Well, Charlie, it's just

that... Oh, Mr. Jefferson, I give up. I
mean, what am I supposed to do?

Well, look, Charlie, you're right about
one thing. I mean, your place does need

some improvements. I mean, see, you need
to set some kind of a mood, you know, a

little atmosphere.

You know, like the French call
ambulance.

Don't you mean ambiance?

Yeah, I just said it without the accent.

See, you gotta give people what they
don't get at home.

Sex.

Get about it, Mr. Jefferson, but I ain't
about to serve drinks in my shorts. No,

no, no.

Look, that's not what I mean. See, I
mean hire some sexy waitresses, you

with the little skimpy skirts even. And
maybe, uh, you could wear wings, you

know, and maybe little halos.

And you could call them, uh, Charlie's
Angels.

And I could be Charlie.

Right.

Nah, nah, Mr. Jefferson, nah.

I mean, that'll turn the bar into
something different.

Something... Worth owning.

That's it, yeah.

Hey, Charlie's Angels, huh? Boy, it does
have a ring to it. Sure does.

Hey, Mr. Jefferson, that's a great idea.
I could make it work. I know I could. I

know. Oh, gosh.

Gee, all I need is a little money.

Yeah, it wouldn't take that much. Say,
about five grand?

Oh, that's more than enough. Could I
borrow it from you, sir? Not a chance.

See what I mean? I'm saving my money in
the bank, and I'm waiting for some good

investment to come along. I mean, not
that yours isn't a good one. I

sir. I understand.

Look, I got another idea.

How about instead of you loaning me $5
,000, you give me the money, and then

and me, we're partners in the bar.

Five grand's not enough for a
partnership.

All right, I'll take $10 ,000.

Charlie, you're missing my whole point,
right?

See, I have armed you with an idea. So
now it is up to you to go out and find a

sucker. I mean, a partner.

And just go out and come up with the
money.

Yeah, okay, sir.

Look, thanks a lot for the advice, Mr.
Johnson.

I'm going to go out and find myself a
sucker. Oh!

I mean a partner.

Thanks a lot, sir. I appreciate it. Go
ahead. Bye. Take it easy.

Coffee's ready. I perked it.

My... Where's Charlie?

Oh, he left.

He's not feeling too good, is he?

Business is hurting. He wanted to borrow
some money from me.

You know, Weasley, I feel sorry for
Charlie. He's such a good guy.

Did you give him the money?

To that loser?

George!

Charlie is a friend.

I know that, Weasley. The bar business
is terrible.

I'd never get into a business that
depends on the public's mood.

What about dry cleaning?

Oh, that's no problem, man.

See, uh, filth is a constant.

God has been very good to the dry
cleaner.

He provides for us.

In the wintertime, he gives us slush. In
spring, he gives us mud.

In summer, he gives us dust.

Then along comes fall again, and we get
brand new clothes to get filthy all over

again.

Yeah, every time I think of how good the
big guy has been to me, it brings tears

to my eyes.

And, George, I'm sure whenever the big
guy thinks about you, he gets tears in

his eyes, too.

That's sweet, Weave.

Uh, look, George, we haven't been down
to Charlie's Bar for a long while.

Why don't we go down one night this
week, just for a couple of drinks?

It's the least we can do.

No, it ain't, Weave. The least we can do
is nothing.

George. Okay, we'll go. But remember,
it's going to be lonely down there. If I

wanted to be lonely, I could stay here
with you.

Heaven,

I'm in heaven.

Charlie. What is it, sweetheart?

I was just wondering.

Trudy, that's olives in a martini.

I was putting cherries in because
they're prettier.

Honey,

as long as they're selling, you can put
cantaloupes in them.

George, I thought you said Charlie
wasn't doing any business.

Hey, Mrs. Jefferson, Mr. Jefferson.

Pretty busy, huh?

Well, yeah.

I mean... I'm glad to see you're doing
so well.

Thank you. But aren't your waitresses
dressed a little too naked?

Yeah.

George, this board is on exploitation of
women, don't you think? It's a

goldmine.

Charlie. Yes, ma 'am.

We're friends.

But I just don't feel comfortable with
what you're doing here.

How about you, George? It's a goldmine.

Hi.

Can I get you something?

Sorry, sweetie, but you're barking up
the wrong tree.

Hi, honey.

Can I get you something?

This time, dearie, you're not even in
the right forest.

Oh, Charlie.

Yes? Your cash register is overflowing
again.

Again? Problems, problems, problems.

Heaven, I'm in heaven.

George, I can't believe this.

Me neither, Weems.

Where could Charlie have gotten an idea
like this? Who cares? I just want to

know who the genius is that's backing
this.

He's got to be a lot smarter than me.

and you'll tell me that she called you
horse, not boss.

No can do, George.

Tom, how can you be part of a business
that exploits women?

I'm disappointed in you.

I'm sorry, Louise. I'm sorry you feel
that way.

But I can live with it.

I'm sorry, but I'm just not going to
stay here and watch.

I'm disgusted. Right, well, you go home,
and I'll stay here and be disgusted for

the both of us.

George, George, what do you think about
all this? This idea of Charlie's was a

stroke of genius.

Yeah, genius. Oh, you know, I can't
believe it. My investment was a measly

,000, and in just two nights, I've
already got all my money back.

Oh, but it's not just a matter of money.

There are fringe benefits, too.

All the peanuts you can eat.

Oh, boy, I'm glad that Charlie didn't
come to you first with this idea.

Why, with your sixth sense, why, you
would have jumped on it.

Then where would I be?

I'd be sitting here feeling jealous of
you. Oh, I'd be fuming.

No, I couldn't have handled it as
graciously as you are.

Well, I need a drink now.

Sure, George. Hey! Charlie, a drink for
my friend here.

On the house.

Right away, partner.

Later, George.

I got a boogie.

There you go, Mr. Jefferson. I put a
couple extra cherries in on the house.

knows I can afford it.

Charlie, I want in.

Oh, Mr. Jefferson, the truth of the
matter is I don't need the money

Charlie, I was going to give you the
money all along.

You were?

Yes. Gee, I thought when you said no,
you kind of meant no.

Charlie, Charlie, Charlie.

When are you going to learn how to read
people?

A lot of times when I say no, I mean
yes.

Now that that's all cleared up, are we
going to be partners?

No.

Does that mean yes?

No.

Let me rephrase that.

Please.

Mr. Jefferson, I'd love you to be my
partner, but I already got one.

That's not a partner. That's a
conglomerate.

Hey, partner!

Hey, Mr. Ritka!

Listen, partner, we got troubles.

Trouble? Yeah, your share of profits is
overloading the safe again.

Oh, my. My goodness. Well, I guess I'd
better go upstairs again and put my

under the mattress.

It's a good thing you got a king size.

You got a king size mattress, huh? Yeah.

Where did your wife sleep?

What a kidder.

Well, so long, partner. All right.

Excuse me, George, but I've got to... I
know you got a boogie.

No.

Thank you enough for this Charlie's
Angels idea.

Let me in.

Oh, what a kidder. Come on, seriously,
Mr. Jefferson, what can I do for you?

Let me in.

No can do.

Charlie, look, I can offer you more than
cash.

With my business experience, I can turn
this dump into a success.

Okay, so you don't need my money. I
ain't gonna beg you no more. Forget it.

Take another hundred.

Please.

Come on, Mr. Jefferson, will you cheer
up? You look like you just lost your

friend.

I did.

Look, Mr. Jefferson, I'd love to have
you as my partner, but I already have

Willis.

Hey, everybody, let's have a party.

I can't believe that Charlie and Mr.
Willis would stoop so low just to make

money. I know. I just called Helen and
asked her to come down. Because if she

doesn't know about this, I've got to
tell her.

I don't know, Miss Jefferson.

I mean, butting into other people's
marital affairs can only lead to

Your husband is an animal.

Would it be considered rude if I asked
what that was all about?

Helen, do you know that Tom bought part
of Charlie's bar?

Yes, I know. Tom tells me everything.

Oh, excuse me.

Did he tell you that he had women
serving drinks?

Yes, he did.

Did he tell you they were young?

Yes, he did.

Did he tell you they were naked?

I'm going to kill him.

Now, Helen, I'm sure the situation
doesn't call for killing, does it,

Well, why are you asking me? I told you,
I don't butt into other people's

marital affairs.

Helen, they're not naked. They wear
costumes.

That is, if you consider a washcloth a
costume.

I'll kill him.

I'm sure you'll listen to Rita. But if
not...

I have a pretty persuasive skillet you
can borrow.

Oh, hi, Louise.

Oh, sweetheart, I got your message to
come down.

What's going on?

I know your secret.

Helen, it's about the snickers in my
sock drawer. I can explain.

I'm talking about those nearly nude
bimbos you have working for you down at

Charlie's Bar.

Bimbos?

Oh, you mean my angels.

Your angels?

I'll get the skillet.

Now, why don't you two discuss this
rationally?

Right.

Rationally. You're right, Louise.

Now, look, Tom.

I'm not upset because I'm jealous.

Well, not entirely.

It's just that, well, I think it's very
wrong of you to exploit those women.

Sweetheart, I'm not exploiting them. I'm
just making a great deal of money off

of them.

Tom, don't you see it's bad on so many
levels?

You're treating women as sex objects.
That's right.

Now, Tom, is that what you think of
women?

Come on, Helen. I have never thought of
you as a sex object.

Is that skillet cast iron?

Yep, and it's got a no -slip grip.

Helen, I didn't mean it the way it
sounded. Tom, I want you to fire those

Even Trudy?

Who's Trudy?

Especially Trudy.

I will not. I'm afraid this time I'm
going to have to put my foot down.

If that's all right with you, dear.

No, it is not, Tom.

Helen, he's not going to listen to
reason, so we're going to have to do

something about it ourselves.

Let's go.

But, Helen!

You'd better take some of that money you
made and have the couch reupholstered.

Why?

Just consider it redecorating your
bedroom, honey.

Oh, Florence, I'm so depressed.

What do you think I should do?

I'm sorry, Mr. Willis, but I don't butt
into other people's marital affairs.

But what am I doing? Am I doing
something so wrong? I mean, think of all

things I can buy with the money I'm
making.

Oh, my, a new car, a house in the
country, my own weenie wonderland

franchise.

You can also get a bad conscience,
eternal damnation, and a life plagued by

demons.

There's one now.

Look,

please, I'm begging you. Would you
please let me buy the thing from you?

listen to me. Will you buy my chair and
Charlie's bar?

Please, look.

Say what?

Oh, you want to sell it? Yeah. Okay,
okay, look.

I want you to start begging me.

It's $3 ,000, okay?

Well, after all, I did put $5 ,000 in.
Okay, $5 ,000.

Well, I... $15 ,000.

Well, let's see.

$15 ,000. That would be tripling my
money in two days. Is that good, George?

Is there a deal?

Well, I guess so. I mean, Helen's really
mad at me about all of this. Oh, well,

then you're making the right decision.
Nothing's worse than having your wife

at you. Yeah.

Right, okay, it's a deal. All right.

Oh, hey, but wait a minute. If you buy
me out, won't your wife be mad at you?

Who cares?

Heaven, I'm in trouble.

Hey, Trudy.

Yo, Trudy, come on out here and meet
your new boss.

New boss?

You bought up Mr. Willis?

That's right.

Where's Trudy? Where's the people?
Where's the money?

Gone, sir. In that order.

What do you mean, gone? What happened?

Well, Mr. Jefferson, I don't quite know
how to say this, sir.

Carefully. Your life depends on it.

Well,

it seems that your wife and Mrs. Willis
complained to Mr.

Whittendale. He came and told me that
the girls would attract a bad element to

the building and that I was in violation
of my lease and that he would evict me

if I didn't get rid of them. I had no
choice.

Well, I saw Whittendale sitting there
yesterday having a good time.

I know. The problem is, so did his wife.

No more Trudy, no more people, no more
money. Boy, that Mr. Willis got out just

at the right time.

You know that guy must have a sixth
sense.

To tell you the truth, I'm kind of glad
it happened.

I mean, sure, I mean, the bar was
jumping and their business was good, but

at the place. It's not really me
anymore.

I really feel comfortable with the way
it was.

You're a sick man, Charlie.

Well, not really, sir. I mean, I can't
complain.

Look, I made some money, Mr. Willis made
some money, and the best part of all,

you and me, we're partners.