All language subtitles for Good Times s01e07 Junior Gets a Patron

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I was having this terrible dream.

I dreamt I was commissioned to paint
Miss Black America.

Nude.

Well, what's so terrible about that?

Turned out the winner was Mom's
Maybelline.

T .J., I thought I told you not to use
my dish towels to wipe your

Now, what do you call this?

How about Sunset on the Congo?

Over with your stuff. You know what I
almost made for dinner the other night?

Tartantine soup.

Ma, you gotta do something about JJ. Now
what?

I was gonna wash my hair, and I almost
used this tube of paint.

I might have wound up with green hair.

If you were a little shorter, you'd have
met the first black leprechaun.

Inspiration may hit me.

In the bathroom?

Some people read, I paint.

Can a man get some rest in his own
house? You should hear what's going on.

I did. Your voice is carried all the way
to the west wing of the mansion.

James, I want you to talk to J .J. All
right, baby.

Hi, J .J.

Now, what's eating you?

I was on this protest march. We were
demanding more black policemen in the

project area.

They came and broke it up.

Who broke it up? Some black policeman.

I'm going back to sleep. James, before
you go, there's something else we got to

discuss about J .J.

Well, what's to discuss, baby? If the
boy made a mess, let him clean it up. It

ain't the mess he made. It's the mess he
might be in.

How come all of a sudden he got so much
art supplies?

I hope he hasn't been finding things.

Jody, have you been finding things?

I'm no longer forced by economic
necessity to find things.

I have what we call in artistic circles
a patron.

A patron?

What's he talking about?

A patron is a sponsor.

How'd you get a sponsor?

I took a couple of my masterpieces
downtown, and this dude... recognized

true talent and divine inspiration when
he sees it, took one look at my work and

it blew his mind to the tune of $10 for
some art supplies.

A man gave you $10?

Yeah, so I can keep on exercising my
ebony genius on canvas.

How about that?

Well, take a look at this, baby.

Well, this is art.

I don't know.

Say, why don't you paint things like
trees, mountains?

Green Meadows.

Soon as we get some of them around here,
I'll paint them.

Why don't you paint a jolly thing,
something gay?

I did, Mama.

This is Sweet Willie Koontz.

Baby, let the boy do his thing. I mean,
he got a sponsor now, ain't he?

Hey, Junior, who is this cat that knows
the real Evans Talent when he sees it?

He owns Little, get this word, Boutique.

Fancy name for a store where they charge
you too much.

When you got a name like boutique, you
got to charge more.

Anyway, you're going to meet him pretty
soon because he's coming over here. He

wants to pick out two of my paintings.

He thinks he can sell them.

Hey, JJ, this could be the big break
you've been waiting for.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

I'm going to be the Hank Aaron of the
art world.

Mr. Jackson's even got a little storage
room over his store.

Pardon me, boutique.

Anyway, he says I can paint there any
time I want to.

Yeah, now, how about that, baby? Now
Junior's going to have his own separate

place to paint. Won't be no... Did you
say Jackson?

What's his first name?

Leroy. Leroy Jackson.

Oh, well, now, James, it can't be the
same one. How do we know it ain't? Well,

how do we know it is?

What's going on?

I don't want to talk about it.

Long time ago, somebody named Leroy...
I'll talk about it.

Before I married your mother, Junior, Me
and Leroy Jackson was working in a gas

station together.

Boy, we were tight. I mean, we did
everything together. We drank together.

partied together.

Then we decided to go into business
together.

So I gave Leroy Jackson $250 of my money
to put on the business. You know what

he did with it? He blew it on a horse. I
mean, he was my friend, and I trusted

him.

He blew everything, the money, the
business, and our friendship on a horse.

Daddy, the horse lost tongue.

Is the elephant heavy?

James, you're being foolish about this
whole thing.

It can't be the same when there are at
least 200 Leroy Jacksons in Chicago.

Well, there's 80 ,000 at Soldier's Field
the night that pigeon picked on your

Uncle Hector.

James, how long are you going to carry a
grudge?

The Bible says love your enemies and
pray for them. Well, baby, when I catch

to Leroy Jackson, you pray for him.

You're going to need it to recover from
that head weapon I'm going to put on

you.

That ain't the kind of prayer the Lord
had in mind.

The Lord ain't never lost $250 on a
horse.

Hey, Mr. Jackson.

Hello, Junior. Come on in.

I want you to meet my family.

This is my mother, my brother, and my
sister. How do you do? Hello.

Hi, folks.

This is Mr. Jackson, my jackpot.

The man who followed this magnificent
talent, my dad.

Daddy, this is... Leroy Jackson.

The only man I ever trusted to go into
business with, and you beat me out of my

money. James Evans.

I can't believe it.

Well, you're going to believe it after I
separate your teeth from your mouth.

James. Now, there's going to be no
violence in this house.

Ain't going to be in the house, baby.
The first punch is going to knock him

clean out in the hall with it.

James, I just want to say one thing.
Man, I don't want to hear it.

I've been trying to say this for 20
years. I said I don't want to hear it.

James, let the man speak his piece.

No. Now, Leroy Jackson, get the hell out
of my house. Not until I get this off

my chest.

Daddy, don't throw him out. He wants to
help JJ's career.

Baby, ain't nobody in this family taking
no help from him. Now, split, man.

Man, I said I don't want to hear it.
Now, split.

Well, too bad, Junior.

Hey, what are you doing?

Mr. Jackson, don't go.

Thanks a lot, Dad.

You just turned my jackpot into two
lemons and a plum.

You better check yourself, Junior. I
don't need no lip out of you and no

from him.

Just because y 'all had a hassle 20
years ago, I don't see why I gotta

I wasn't even born yet. And if I'd known
this was gonna happen, I wouldn't even

bother to show up.

silly argument like this stand in the
way of your son's future?

Yeah! Who you saying yeah to?

Uh, to me, the naked son.

Can I say something?

This was a big chance for J .J. The
people could have discovered his talent.

Do my ears deceive my face?

Tell me, you saying something kind about
me? I could kiss you.

I didn't say nothing that kind.

I'd like to express myself from the
black father's point of view. This house

do with a lot less fat -mouthing from a
militant midget like you.

That also goes for the medium and the
large.

You ain't heard from the giant economy
side.

James, the children were right.

You did the wrong thing. Look, Floyd,
I'm running this house, and I'm not

to have our kids talking to me that way.

Now, Junior, as long as you're living
under my roof, you ain't going to do but

one thing, and that's obey.

Who says I got to live under your roof?
JJ!

Oh, what you trying to say, Junior?

I'm saying maybe I ought to leave.

Oh, son, it's rough out there. You'd be
back home before your suitcase stopped

rocking.

I can make it on my own. To lose the
truck was 18 when he left home.

I'm a year younger, but I'm a lot
taller.

I think you're letting this go too far.

No, Mama. Mr. Jackson says I could use
his storage room. Maybe I'll take him up

on that.

June, you mean to say you stay with a
man who betrayed your father?

Oh, Dad, that was 20 years ago.

He's my patron now.

Well, son, and that's if you care about
being my son. If you go anywhere near

Leroy Jackson's house, you can forget
about ever coming back here again.

who says I'm coming back?

JJ! Well, you got your hat, get your
coat. James, please.

That's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm
going back.

I'll help you.

J .J., don't. Hey, come on, J .J., don't
do this. I'm being asked to.

James, tell your son this is his house,
too.

If he sets foot outside that door, it
ain't his house no more.

J .J., you heard your mama.

Goodbye, Mama.

Goodbye, Michael.

Goodbye, Thelma.

James, you remember when Junior was
born, you came into my room, picked him

in your arms and said, Florida, this boy
is going places.

I never dreamed it would be the storage
room over a boutique.

You're doing awake, Michael. I thought
you liked to sleep late on Sunday

mornings. I ain't been sleeping too good
since J .J. left. I'm used to having

him in bed with me.

I know, son.

I keep dozing off, but every time J .J.
don't kick me, I wake up.

I ain't been sleeping too good myself
these last few days.

Yeah, I heard you and Daddy arguing all
night.

We were not arguing. We were discussing
the problem.

Sure was a loud discussion.

problem coming home.

I wish I knew, child.

I sure do hope for soon, because I need
JJ to kick me to sleep.

Why don't you get washed up?

Breakfast will be ready soon.

Okay.

Hey, mister, what you doing up so early?

I had a bad night.

You got mama to argue with.

I ain't got nobody.

Better pull that lip in.

Morning, baby.

It's morning.

There ain't nothing good about it.

Will you stop looking at me like I'm an
imperial wizard of the clan?

If the sheet fits.

Oh, now, baby, I'm still your husband
and you're still my wife. We are also

mother and father of a son that's not
here.

James, we could get that boy back if
you'd just be reasonable.

I am reasonable.

Then why don't you tell J .J. it's all
right for Jackson to help him?

Now, Florida, my mind's made up and
that's that.

Make this man more reasonable.

Hey, I don't want you doing no praying
for me, woman, without my permission.

James Evans, you watch your mouth. How
do you know the Lord won't reach down

punish you for that?

Well, the Lord is my friend, too.

Hey, we're running buddies, ain't we,
Lord?

James, that is blasphemy.

And the Lord is going to show you a sign
and make you know it. All right.

I'll give him ten seconds to show me a
sign.

You ready, Lord?

You put that watch back on and
apologize.

Now, you stay out of this, woman. This
is between me and the Lord.

Another one of those discussions?

Just a three -way discussion.

Go finish setting the table. Yes, ma
'am.

No.

No, it don't seem funny setting the
table for four instead of five.

Well, just do it without any references
to number five, will you?

Okay. But it's going to be weird sitting
around eating without once hearing

somebody say...

we're going to be down to a setting for
three, number four.

Morning.

Good morning, sweetheart.

Hey, morning, baby girl.

Why are you so down?

I know you had all the time you needed
in the bathroom this morning, didn't

That's the trouble, Daddy.

Let's just sit down and eat our
breakfast and that's all.

Michael, say the blessing.

Thank you, God, for the grits we are
about to receive.

And when you finish with us, say hey to
JJ.

Now, what kind of blessing is that?

The Lord ain't got nothing against a
good DS.

Let's face it, James, the children miss
JJ.

I miss him, and in your heart, you know
you miss him, too.

Why don't we just ask him to come home?

No way, baby. That boy ain't setting
foot in this house again till he can

some respect for his father. Now, can we
eat, please, before I lose my appetite?

I already lost mine.

Oh, my baby, when you're all finished,
clear the table for me. Okay, Mom.

Hey, baby, where you going?

Your Highness has had his breakfast
served, and I'm going to church.

It's Sunday, remember?

Oh, look here.

I ain't busy this morning.

You want me to go with you?

No, I don't think so.

The sermon this morning is going to be
about the prodigal son.

Come in.

Hi, Junior.

Oh, hi, Mr. Jackson. How's it going?

Not too good. All this quiet has
disturbed my concentration.

I could bring the radio up. No, I don't
mean that kind of noise. I mean, hand

-me -yapping kind of noise.

That's music to paint by. I'll bring the
radio up anyway.

It might help.

Thelma, will you stop looking over my
shoulder making dumb remarks about my

paintings?

ugly system.

Just trying to recreate the peaceful
sounds of home.

Yell at me.

I didn't come here to yell at you. I
came here to see how you were, and I

You're just as lonesome for us as we are
for you.

Yeah, I'm getting flaky having a
bathroom wall to myself.

And look out that window.

No kids playing stickball.

Ned the wino not passed out in the
gutter.

Nobody mugging nobody.

All this quiet is just too much for me.

This is the only thing I've painted so
far.

wasn't so humble about Mr. Jackson, I
could stay at home and paint, and Mr.

Jackson could still sew my paintings.

I'll keep working on you, Daddy.

I want you home, too, son.

In the meantime, I better go. I told
James I was going to church.

JJ, you need any money?

No, I'm all right, Mama.

All right.

But if you need anything, you be sure
and let me know you're here.

I will.

Bye, son.

Bye, Mom.

James!

What you doing here, woman?

I thought you were supposed to be going
to church.

Well, I was, but the Lord detoured my
footsteps in this direction.

and he's trying to explain gasoline
prices.

What am I doing here?

I'll tell you what I'm doing here.

I'm missing my red checkered shirt and I
thought Junior might have packed it in

with his stuff by mistake.

That's what I'm doing here now.

Well, that makes sense, except for one
thing.

You want J .J. home as much as the rest
of us do. And you came over here to ask

him back.

No, that's the last thing on my mind,
baby. But I'm still the boy's father.

And I came over here to warn him about
that no -good crook Jackson.

Because, Junior, once a crook, always a
crook.

And once a stubborn ox, always a
stubborn ox.

James! Leroy Jackson, get the hell out
of here!

Woofing so much, you don't give nobody
else a chance to woof. Amen.

Just be quiet, Florida. Now, Jackson,
I'm going to talk this time, James

and I don't care what happens after.

But I'm going to say something I've been
wanting to say all these years.

Something you never gave me a chance to
say.

But it's on my mind, and I'm going to
say it now.

After I blew that $250 on the race that
day, I came by your house to tell you

this, but you slammed the door in my
face.

I tried to explain it to you the other
day, but you threw me out of your house.

Well, you're in my house now, and after
20 years, I'm finally going to say it,

and you're going to listen.

Y 'all ready for this, folks?

Here's a man, my blood buddy, broke my
heart, beat me for my money, now he's

going to come up with a 20 -year -old
excuse.

Well, this ought to be good. Go ahead
and say it, Jackson.

James, I'm sorry.

what you was trying to say 20 years ago?
Yeah, man.

Ain't that a whip?

Well, baby, how do you answer I'm sorry?

You don't answer it, honey. You accept
it.

Oh, Jackson, you always did fight dirty,
man.

Well, I hope you let me keep helping
your son, because I think he really is

talented. Well, if you think you can
help him, go ahead.

If somebody really wants to help me, ask
me to come home.

Would immediately be too soon?

Immediately would be right on.

I don't mind.

I'm going to call Thelma, then I'm going
to pack.

What you got to call Thelma for? I want
her to lock herself in the bathroom.

Looking out of the window.

Watching the asphalt flow.

Thinking how it all looks when you die.

Good times. Good times.

Keeping your head up for water.

Making a wave when you can.

Temporary layoffs. Good times.

Good times is recorded on tape before
live.