All language subtitles for The Jeffersons s10e07 The Return of Bentley

Well, we're moving on up, moving on up
to the...

the feeling she's going to toss me a
bone.

I'm just trying to make sure
everything's fine for Mr. Benton. It's

that's all.

Besides, y 'all know what a
perfectionist I am. Well, I'm not moving

another inch.

Well, in that case, it's perfect.

Well, Florence,

shouldn't you be doing something, too?

Why don't you make some double date?

Uh, you know you shouldn't have Mr.
Bentley's friends doing your work for

They volunteered.

Besides, they ain't doing my work.
They're just helping with the party.

The ironing's almost done, Florence.

Florence, I folded your sweaters and
hung up your clothes. It'll just take a

minute to make your bed.

You know, we ought to have a party like
this every week.

Finished.

Well, I need a break.

I heard that.

Yeah, me too.

Well, Bison ain't exactly no picnic, you
know.

Well,

I finished wrapping all of Bentley's
presents, and if I must say so myself, I

spent a lot of money on them.

Oh, that was very generous of you,
George.

Well, now, who's more generous than
George Jefferson?

Sit down, folks. This may take a while.

I like Bentley to know that while he was
away in Russia for two years, we loved

him, we missed him, we're damn glad to
have him back again.

That's really sweet of you, George.

What are you giving him? I just bought
him everything he ever borrowed from us.

That way you won't have to show his face
around here.

Well, you really know how to roll out
the welcome mat, don't you?

You know, I think it's just so unfair
that the U .N. sent him to Russia in the

first place. I mean, how was he supposed
to know it was the ambassador's wife he

was fooling around with?

Well, we really should be thankful that
in Russia he was fooling around with the

Commissar's wife.

At least he's on his way home now.

Well, I hope he's changed his ways.

There's only so many countries a man can
get kicked out of.

I hope he's the same.

He was so cute.

I just love the way he used to say woof
every time he said something naughty.

I guess so. He was speaking your
language.

I like the way he used to drop by so
unexpectedly.

And the way he used to call us Mr.

and Mrs. J.

Don't you miss all that, George?

No.

It's no wonder.

Because all you ever did was slam doors
in his face. Now that I miss.

Well, it's too bad Tom can't be home for
this party. You know, he was looking

forward to swapping stories with Mr.
Bentley the way the two of them used to.

Remember how they used to try to outdo
each other?

I remember one time they even closed
down Charlie's bar with their outlandish

storytelling. Yeah, that was something
else, especially since it was 4 o 'clock

in the afternoon when they drove
everybody out.

Well, I'm just tickled to death that Mr.

Bentley is moving back in his old
apartment.

George arranged everything. How did you
do it, George?

The waiting list for that apartment was
a mile long.

They don't call me George Jefferson the
Genius for nothing. There won't be any

problems.

There won't be?

You have talked with Mr. Whittendale,
haven't you?

Well, yes and no.

Want to explain that?

Well, yes, I haven't talked to Mr.
Whittendale.

And have I talked to Mr. Whittendale?
No.

You mean... Mr. Bentley is arriving here
any minute expecting to go to his

apartment, and you haven't done anything
about it yet? Well, yes and no. Don't,

don't, don't! Out of the way, George.

Look, I'll talk to Whittendale when I
get a chance. Everything will turn out

fine. Okay, I forgot.

After all, I am human, right?

Well, yes and no.

Hello. Hey, Ralph.

He is? Great.

Hey, okay.

Hey, Bentley's on his way up right now.

Ladies, ladies, Mr. Bentley's here.

Okay, now, I want everybody to line up
in the order of importance in Bentley's

life. Since Soupy Sales ain't here, I'll
be first. Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Actually, I think I should be first in
line. After all, I was his last

girlfriend before he left.

You? Forget it. I was his last
girlfriend.

Excuse me. You two are dreaming. I,
which is one and only. Look at this

You are my one and only. Love, Harry.

Well, he couldn't add very well because
this bracelet says the same thing. Oh,

yeah? Well, check out this tattoo.

It's sick. We trust you, boy.

Don't start fighting over who you love
the most. He probably forgot all of you.

rather hair -raising moment.

Frantic people pushing and shoving,
screaming in foreign tongues, clawing

way through the crowds at the airport.

I heard they were desperate to get out
of the Soviet Union.

No, this was the baggage area at
Kennedy.

Oh, Mr. Bentley, you must be exhausted.

Sit, relax, and tell us all about
Russia.

There's so much to tell. I must have a
thousand and one stories.

I don't know where to begin.

How about with the last one?

George. Well, come on, Mr. Bentley, tell
us. Did living in Russia change you at

all? Absolutely net.

No, I tried to blend in with the
population and live with the people

you see?

You take Russian men, for instance. Now,
they have a taste for strong borscht,

strong vodka, and strong women.

And you developed those tastes yourself?

I did, and I've got the heartburn, the
headache, and the backache to prove it.

when he says that.

Now, the people there were just
fascinating. I visited one little

was nestled high in the mountains of
Soviet Georgia, or Georgia, where the

people are known for their longevity.

As a matter of fact, the week I was
there, one gentleman who was 117 years

was shot by a jealous husband.

What? You mean that old geezer was
fooling around at 117? I can't believe

Oh, neither could his mother.

Well, tell me, Mr. Bentley, what about
the culture? Did you see much opera or

theater or the ballet?

Oh, yeah, I heard the Boesky Ballet was
the best in the world.

That's Bolshoi. I agree. Those Russians
are always bragging.

Anyway, Bentley, so much for your trip
now. What about my presents you brought

me?

George, where are your manners?

As a matter of fact, I have something
for everyone. Hey.

Let's see now.

The ladies first.

Oh, me first, me first.

Oh, Emily Post of you, Louise.

Let's see.

I got you each a bottle of the most
popular perfume in Moscow. It's called

Boat Woman.

It's guaranteed not to drive a man away.

That doesn't sound like much of an
endorsement.

Have you seen some of those Soviet
women?

Woof? Bow -wow.

By the way, where's Mr. Willis? Oh, he
had to work late.

What a shame, because I thought he might
enjoy this.

Oh, what is it? It's a Russian girly
magazine.

Let me see.

Oh.

But these women all have on clothing.

Ah, yes, but they've got nothing on
underneath.

Bentley, what about me? Where's my gift?

For you, Mr. J, I have something very
special indeed.

Ta -da!

Levi's? Yes, those are the hottest item
on the Russian black market.

No pun intended.

Thank you, Bentley. I don't think I've
been this moved by a gift in my life.

Hey, Florence, you think I can turn
these without a receipt?

Sure. For me, why don't you do it in
person?

Well, thank you, Mr.

Bentley, and we are so glad to have you
back home. Yes.

Welcome home. Thank you so much. You
know, this reunion reminds me of a

Great. See if you can finish it before I
get back.

Mr. Whittendale, what brings you up
here?

Jefferson, may we come in? No, no, no,
no.

Maybe we should talk out here.

My wife is having a save -the -pigeon
meeting in there.

Pigeons aren't in danger.

Well, don't thank me. Thank my wife.

Anyway, I was going to say, Harry
Bentley is... Save it. I want you to

someone. George Jefferson, Roger Keller.

Ah, nice to meet you. Pleasure. Like I
was saying, Harry Bentley...

Unfortunately, Roger here has a problem
in his apartment building.

There's some loud, obnoxious people
living next to him that he can't stand.

Nothing irritates me more than noisy
neighbors.

Oh, why don't you move to another
apartment? That's what I told him.

Great minds think alike.

Anyway, like I was saying... Well, now,
I figured it would be best if Roger met

you before he moved into our building.

You'll love it here.

Oh. Yeah, well, uh, what apartment are
you moving into?

This one.

You mean Bentley's apartment?

No.

Keller's apartment.

You don't mind Roger moving in, do you?
Well, I don't mind, but I'm thinking

about hiring... Great!

I'm doing you a big favor, Jefferson.

Good neighbors help each other out.

Maybe Roger here can let you in on some
of those real estate deals he set up for

me. He has made me a fortune.

Well, look, Mr. Wendell, Harry... You
said a fortune?

A couple of fortunes. Several fortunes.
Now, what was that about Harry Bentley?

Harry who?

And as I

cradled her head in my hands, she gazed
up at me, eyes aglow, and murmured,

Which means?

My hair is caught in your watch band.

Well,

Florence, Mr. Bentley must be hungry.
Why don't you get the orders out of the

oven? Okay. I just have to do one thing
first. What's that?

Put them in the oven.

Same old Florence.

Hey, Bentley.

If I was to ask you what's the worst
thing that could possibly happen to you,

what would it be?

Am I clothed or not?

Yeah, you're clothed.

George, what are you trying to say?

Well, I got some good news and I got
some bad news.

Oh, well, you'd better give me the bad
news first, Mr. J. I can take it.

That damn Whittendale rented your
apartment.

Oh, no.

That's terrible.

Oh, Lord.

Well, what could possibly be the good
news?

Well, I was just kidding, Bentley. Ain't
no good news.

Well, this is a fine mess.

You promised Mr. Bentley that you would
take care of everything.

Weezy, General Custer promised his wife
he'd be home for dinner.

Sometimes things just don't work out.
Well, I must... Say, this certainly

the old Yahoo out of my homecoming.

Now, now, Mr. Bentley, we'll get this
settled.

Don't you let it spoil your homecoming
party.

Why, we have all these decorations.

Louise and I are here.

Florence fixed all that wonderful food.
Come on, Helen, he's depressed enough

already.

Oh, it's not just being without a home
that's depressing. It's knowing that

stranger is going to be the recipient of
all the wonderful love and affection

you've lavished upon me all these years.

Look, Bentley, if it makes any
difference to you, I think the guy is a

He's a creep.

And after what that bum did to you, he'd
be lucky if I even speak to him again.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey. How's it going,
buddy?

How's your new name?

Great. It is nice and quiet.

Look, I hate to disturb you, Mr.
Jefferson. No, you didn't disturb me.

just call me George. Just call me
neighbor. Just call me friend. Just call

Thanks, George.

Look, the phone company is coming over
to my apartment tomorrow around 11.

If I left you my key, would you mind
letting him in?

Oh, well, I'm supposed to be going to my
granddaughter's birthday party.

Oh, what the hell? She's going to have
another one, right?

Be glad.

You're sure it's no problem? It's no
problem at all. I mean, what else are

neighbors for?

Anything else I can do for you? Oh, this
is plenty. Thank you, George. No, thank

you.

He makes me sick.

Oh, me. Really? Well, he seemed nice
enough.

See that, Weasley? Just because a guy
smiles and acts friendly right away, you

think he's nice.

Women.

I hate to be a party pooper, but I'd
better go and find a place to stay

Look, Bentley, I feel responsible for
this whole thing. Why don't you just

here? Oh, thank you, Mr. J., but I
couldn't impose upon you. But you're not

imposing. Florence won't mind sleeping
on the couch.

But, George, I can make up Lionel's old
room for him.

At least stay with us tonight.

Well, if you insist, Mrs. J. Mr.

J., thank you, but for one night only, I
couldn't stand to impose upon you any

longer than that.

Really, Mr. Bentley, I can't believe
we've been looking for an apartment for

for eight weeks.

Well, Mr. J., perhaps that's because
it's only been eight days.

Did I say eight weeks? I meant days.

I hope I'm not getting on your nerve.

Oh, no, not at all.

I'm sorry about the 5 a .m. showers.
It's an old habit.

Oh, don't worry about it. And I'm sorry
about the midnight forays into the

kitchen. I get hungry late at night.

Forget about it.

And being a bachelor, I can't seem to
remember not to leave the seat up.

Now that I want to talk to you about.

I just don't think there's a single
available apartment left in New York.

Oh, don't worry, Mr. Bentley. You'll
find something soon, I'm sure of it.

Perhaps I'm being too picky. I should
have taken that place we saw yesterday.

But you said it was crawling with
roaches.

Yes, but they're quiet.

But don't forget, every window in the
place was broken.

Well, all right, I didn't say it was
perfect.

You must admit the rent was good.

That's true.

I just didn't like the idea of you
leaving a suitcase full of unmarked

a phone booth.

Well, I'm not going to let these minor
setbacks get me down.

Now, I learned two things on my trip to
Russia.

Never give up and never ever sleep in a
yak pasture.

That's when I learned the hard way.

Oh, my goodness, I've got to get going.
I have an appointment to see an

apartment.

You see, maybe your luck is turning
around.

Oh, I hope so. Here's the description.

A cold water flat, no view, easy access
up to subway.

Wish me luck.

Florence, we've got to help Mr. Bentley
get his apartment back.

I know.

But frankly, I don't see no hope of
getting that new guy out of there.

I mean, I guess we're just too nice to
live next to.

But... We don't have to be too nice to
live next door to.

We could be the worst neighbors in the
world.

Well, how do you expect us to do that?

Well, what do people hate to live next
door to the most?

Black people.

But they done seen y 'all already and it
don't seem to make no difference.

No, they...

Hate noisy neighbors.

Now, we are going to make so much racket
that Mr. Keller is not going to want to

stay here another minute.

Now, get me some pots and pans and a
wooden spoon.

Mr. Jefferson, I don't know how such a
silly scheme came out your mouth.

That's not the way to do things.

You're right.

You got to use a metal spoon, honey. It
makes more noise.

Hey, Wee, how's everything going?

Oh, George, I'm glad you're home. Turn
the stereo on loud.

Now, we must have some party noisemakers
around here someplace.

We are driving Mr. Keller out.

Oh, uh, do you really think that's going
to drive him out? Of course.

Then we can get Mr. Bentley's apartment
back. Now, scoot.

Oh, uh, yeah. As a matter of fact, I
think I'll just go out here in the

and be really obnoxious.

Oh. Okay, but I don't think just talking
to him will do it.

Yes, sir. Hey, Rog, old buddy. I want to
talk to you a minute. See, we're doing

a little construction over here next
door, you know, and the noise might come

sweeping through a little bit.

You mean that?

Yeah, well, I guess I'll let the cat out
of the bag so I might as well tell you

the whole story.

See, we're building you a monument.

Think you could hold up construction
till I leave?

What?

I'm jetting down to... Wait, wait, hold
on a minute.

Hey, quiet!

I think he's breaking.

What were you saying?

I was saying I'm jetting down to Key
West tonight to work out a big land

And, hey, this might interest you.

I'm putting together a consortium that
is going to make some big bucks. Ah, big

bucks are the best bucks.

Then why don't you fly down with me? You
can stay on my yacht, swim, fish, catch

the little sun, come home a rich man.

Yeah, sounds like a lot of work, but
that's what makes big businessmen,

Great. Then be here at six.

Ah, okay, with fins on.

Oh, and George, it's just the guys.

Do you mind leaving the wife at home?
Nah, I never mix marriage with pleasure.

Mr. J, hello. I just forgot my map to
Hell's Kitchen.

Oh, Bentley, I didn't see you standing
here.

I must be blind with rage.

Oh, Mr. Keller again?

Don't mention his name.

Well, you really dislike him, don't you?
Look, Bentley, you know I get along

with everybody, but this guy just bugs
me.

Well, why don't you tell him off?

Bentley, I don't have a mean bone in my
body.

You coming in?

Momentarily, momentarily.

Wait.

Where are my deck shoes?

In the closet. Thanks.

Did we drive Mr. Keller crazy with this
noise?

Oh, let me tell you. I just found out
Keller really likes noise. In fact, he

prefers noise, even with his loud
clothes.

What?

Now we have to be extra quiet and drive
him crazy.

You are vicious, Weaves.

You know where my wraparound sunglasses
are?

In your top drawer.

Thanks.

We have stuck with a neighbor that's
making George miserable.

Hey, wait.

Would I look better in my orange
swimming trunks than my black swimming

George, would you forget about those
trunks?

We're trying to help Mr. Bentley.

Who? Mr. Bentley!

Shh!

Mr. Jefferson, we have to get Mr.
Bentley back in his apartment.

Look, Florence, it's only a 10 -year
lease. In 11 years, Keller will move out

and we'll be back in business.

Sound like you don't care about Mr.
Bentley at all. Care, Wheezy? I care.

bleeding inside for the guy.

I can't think of nothing else. Where's
my cocoa butter?

George, what's with all these questions?

And where are you going? Shh. To another
stinking, boring, miserable business

trip.

I'll get it.

Howdy, neighbor.

Got the howdy neighbor, Bull Jefferson.

I understand you said some pretty nasty
things about me.

What? Where'd you hear that?

Hi, Mr. J.

Now, come on, let it all out, Mr. J.
It's much more honest that way, and Mr.

Keller here appreciates honesty, right?

Right.

So, did you call me a creep and a jerk
and say I made you sick?

Well, yeah, but only with the utmost
respect.

Say, do you happen to have any cocoa
butter?

You won't be needing any.

Oh, no, son?

No, no, you.

But I thought you said you liked
honesty.

I do. I just don't like people who don't
like me.

In other words, I never want to see you
again.

Oh, in other words, when I'm on the
yacht, just stay below deck, right?

No, in other words, just stay home.

I don't need neighbors like you.

Say, does that mean you won't need the
apartment?

That's right. And by the way, Bentley, I
want to thank you for cluing me in on

my ex -neighbor.

Maybe I can return the favor. I am
flying down to Key West tonight. How

you like to join me?

I'd love it.

Great. Then be at the airport at six.

I'll be there.

Mr. J, we did it.

You've lost an annoying neighbor and
I've got my apartment back. Oh, Mr. J,

going to be like old times.

You want to see old times? I'll show you
old times.