All language subtitles for Good Times s01e13 My Son the Lover

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JJ, my face cream is gone and I know he
took it. When I see him, I'm going to

knock him right upside his head. Tell me
I took your face cream.

You, James?

Yeah, I had two pipes under the kitchen
sink to screw together and I run out of

plumber's grease.

Really? Oh, don't worry, baby. First
thing in the morning, I go down to the

store and buy you a nice big jar of
plumber's grease.

James, you shouldn't tease her.

What was Daddy talking about?

Nothing. He heard... I heard that Flip
Wilson won't be back next year, so he's

bucking for the job.

Hi, gorgeous family.

Hello, pretty sister.

Hello, lovely mama.

Hello, handsome papa.

Get out your wallet, James.

That's a can -I -borrow -five -dollars
greeting, if I ever heard one.

You can forget that, Junior.

My wallet's so empty, make a mugger cry.

Oh, Mama, Daddy, I say these happy
things because I'm a happy person.

Today, my joy is overflowing like a
garbage can in the ghetto.

J .J., what you so happy about?

Did they remove the condemned sign from
your great body?

Don't worry, Mama.

I feel so good today, I won't even
bother to tell her that I hope a hot

a short circuit.

What is happening? You're happening in a
rooster in a hen house.

Family, are y 'all ready for this?

Marcy Jones is crazy about me.

Oh, that's nice, J .J. What are we
supposed to do, fire a 21 -gun salute?

Come on, J .J., stop fooling yourself.

Marcy Jones is the most popular chick in
school.

She won the class beauty contest this
year. Now, how did a girl like that ever

notice you?

Simple. When you're on the top of the
heap, all you notice is the top of the

other heap.

And the minute our eyes heaped, I knew
she was glad as night and I was the

Boy, Junior, you are something else with
them chicks. I tell you, I can't keep

up with you without a scorecard, man.

You don't have to worry about that, Dad.

My motto used to be, a chick a day keeps
dolls full of waves.

But ever since I met Marcy Jones, it's
El Permanente.

Oh, believe what I'm hearing. Marcy
Jones wouldn't give you the time of day.

Well, for your information, little
sister, she not only gave me the time of

she will be here in approximately ten
minutes.

What's she coming here for?

She heard about my ebony genius on
canvas.

And she asked me to paint her portrait.

Oh, that's a nice idea.

Yeah, and you know how the models and
artists work.

Paint 15 minutes, rest 15 minutes.

Paint 15 minutes, rest 15 minutes.

And you'd be surprised how much they can
squeeze in those rest stops.

Oh, Dad, can I borrow your aftershave
lotion?

For what? This ain't your week to shave.

Well, when you're taking on a girl like
Marcy, you even shave on your off weeks.

Take it easy on that stuff. You got to
get Marcy a fighting chance.

What is this Marcy like?

Beats me, Ma. Every time she passes me
in school, she never speaks.

All I know is that she can have her pick
of any dude in school, and she picked J

.J.? This I can't believe.

Don't surprise me none.

Look who his daddy is.

when I was his age.

The kid back on that farm in
Mississippi, there was one girl who

to... Didn't want to what, say?

Didn't... didn't like me.

Well, why not, baby? I was young and
handsome and muscular. And mighty.

That, too.

Oh, you know what I mean, baby. Any kid
his age has got to sow some wild oats.

Well, from the way you're talking, you
sound like you worked a whole farm by

yourself.

Baby, that was a long time ago.

Once I met you, my whole life changed.

Threw away all my farming tools.

You just made me change my mind.

About what?

About burning your dinner.

Hi.

Sorry, I didn't know the movie already
started.

Well, Lona, sometimes I think you wait
outside that door till it's the worst

minute to come in here.

From what I just saw, it's one of the
better times.

reporter got to say today?

No news, just one question. What is
happening with J .J.? I passed him in

hallway a little while ago and I spoke,
you know. He just walked by singing,

let's get it on.

Well, J .J. has got himself another
girl. Well, she must have his nose wide

because he was pushing the down button
on the elevator and he was in the

basement at the time.

This is the biggie, El Permanente.

17, what a great age.

I'd give anything to be able to buy back
the last 10 years and be 17 again.

And there wasn't a dude who didn't...
Didn't what?

Uh, didn't want to date us.

I kind of played the field myself.

Florida was sweet on some dude.

What's his name? Fred Thompson.

Let's hear some more about this what's
-his -name Fred Thompson.

Oh, I could tell you a whole lot about
him and Florida.

Well, Lona... He was the finest,
sharpest dude you ever laid your eyes

Florida just melted every time he...
walked into the room.

Now you just cool it on that stroll down
memory lane.

Since I met you, honey, I never even
gave Fred Thompson a thought until she

mentioned it just now.

Well, good enough.

That's why in the morning I'm going
right in there and tear up that picture

him that's hidden in my drawer.

Well,

I'm going to leave this movie.

This is where I came from.

kissing the old folks I ever seen in my
life.

Kissing, kissing, kissing, kissing.

You know, this is crazy.

Junior's the one that's supposed to be
in love, and we're doing all the

Thanks. I needed that.

Junior, you all finished shaving and
lotioning? Also under arms.

and yours is right on, Dad.

Green deodorant? That was my mouthwash,
fool.

Well, I guess I just put my arms around
her a lot and postponed the kissing.

That's her.

Now, take it easy.

When a fox like that is called, she
deserves the honor of having her own

special private wolf answer the door.

Come in.

I'm right on time.

I mean, you're right on time.

Oh, I can't wait to get started, J .J.
Bought my baddest dress to pose in.

Hope it's all right with you, J .J.

Anything you wear is all right with me.

Even if you didn't wear anything of
yours.

I mean, I want you to meet my mother and
my father. Okay.

Uh, this one's my mother.

And this one's my father.

How do you do, Mr. Evans?

Oh, now I can see where J .J. gets all
his charm.

Well, thanks.

I must say, it's hard to believe you're
J

.J.'s father.

you immortal on canvas.

When I get through with that painting,
you're gonna make the Mona Lisa look

Miles Mabley without her teeth in it.

Aw, JJ, you too much.

I know.

Oh, Marcy, I want you to be my kid
sister, Thelma. Oh, you don't have to

introduce me to Thelma. We talk in
school all the time. Hey, girl, how you

doing? Oh, fine, Mom.

Um, J .J., where can I change?

Uh, right in Thelma's room, baby, right
through there. Oh, thank you, Mr. Evans.

Uh -huh. And look, if you need anything
else, just holler here. Oh, I sure will.

you say she hardly speaks to you in
school?

She doesn't, Ma.

I don't get her.

Well, wasn't she everything I told you
she was?

She seemed like a real nice girl. Real
sweet, well -behaved, and respectful to

her elders.

Especially the male elder, who looks too
young to have a son.

I tell you, she was pure dying old
might.

That's how come I made up my mind. About
what?

When I finish that painting, I'm gonna
pop the question.

What?

answer to go steady.

Changing her clothes in that room right
now could be the future Mrs. James

Evans, Jr.

And standing right here having a fit is
the present Mrs. James Evans, Sr.

Baby, Junior must be in love.

This is the first girl he ever painted
that wasn't eight feet tall and shooting

a basketball.

Well, James, I don't like it. I've been
watching this Marcy. I've been watching

her, too.

I've been watching how nice a girl she
is, baby. I don't understand why you

putting her down.

Well, there's just something wrong with
the two of them going together.

Why? They're both the same age. They're
17.

Yeah. Marcy is 17 going on 30.

JJ is 17, Luke's 15, and Ike's 12.

Baby, they're just two kids that dig
each other. Ain't nothing wrong with

I think you're getting upset about
nothing.

Why don't you just flap your wings over
to the refrigerator and get me a beer,

yeah?

Yeah, same.

Demi, my wing.

I know.

you spend in the bathroom?

That's right, Thelma.

Oh, this is a big moment in your
brother's life. He's in love.

He should look good.

Ma, this whole thing with him and Marcy
is getting ridiculous.

I don't know what she wants with him
anyway.

Now, wait a minute, Thelma. Don't go
putting your brother down.

Now, Junior's got a lot on the ball.
He's got a good sense of humor. He's

bright. He can be charming when he wants
to be.

Of course, he's got that gift with the
girls that he inherited from his old

wife. I think you're working the farm
again.

Gussying up for Marcy.

You know, this girl just might be Miss
El Permanente.

Because J .J. came to my boutique last
night and he bought this slave key for

Marcy. He did?

Mm -hmm. And I had it engraved just like
he wanted, see?

To end with eternal love, J .J.

James, this is getting out of hand.

Oh, now, baby, calm down.

You know, the thing I can't figure out,
though, is how could he afford this?

This thing looks expensive.

Well, we sell them for $10.

But I gave it to him at the wholesale
price, 83 cents.

What? A girl my age is much too young to
be the best friend of a grandmother.

Oh, my.

Well, I got to go, but I'll be back
later to see if, uh, Romeo made up to

Juliet's balcony, dear.

Sam, this ain't funny.

Now it's a slave key.

Oh, baby, kids always giving them things
to each other. That don't mean they

tied together.

My JJ must be crazy. thinking about
getting serious.

I don't intend to get serious for at
least another six months.

Touching is reserved for Marcy.

Here is your slave key.

Wilona brought it over.

Hey, thanks, Mama.

Now, that's class.

Now, when I hang this gold chain around
Marcy's neck, she got to say yes.

You better hurry, or else that fake gold
is going to turn her neck gray.

to you, so I just emptied the bottle.

Emptied the bottle? It costs $2 .95 for
six ounces.

When you're in love, money doesn't
matter.

Yeah, but it's my money.

That's why it doesn't matter.

Hey, James.

I want to talk to you serious for a
minute. Don't you think you're rushing

things?

Mama, I'm 17.

She's 17. Together, that makes us 34.

We may even get married.

Married? O .J .J., don't talk crazy.

Where would the two of you live?

Easy, Mama.

We'd figure someplace close to home,
like Thelma's room.

My room?

And where am I supposed to sleep?

In the bathroom.

You live in there, you might as well
sleep in there.

Marcy's going to be here in a few
minutes, and we'd like to be alone.

Now, thanks, Mama.

If you'll excuse me, I've got to go
chill the Kool -Aid.

James, why are you leaving this house?

Me neither.

Oh, baby, we can't blame the boy for
wanting to be alone.

Maybe he's entitled to some privacy.

You know how it was when we was going
together?

We was doing all that heavy courting.

That night I talked to your mother and
father into leaving the house so we

be alone, and we...

Hell no, we ain't going nowhere.

Y 'all ain't going yet?

We ain't going, J .J.

But, Mama.

Now, that's hard now. This is a big
occasion in my life, and we like a

privacy.

We gonna give you all the privacy you
need.

Thanks, Mom.

Come on, Thelma, y 'all. Let's go in the
kitchen.

Some privacy. I might as well pop the
question at Wrigley Field.

Hey, J .J. Hey, Marcy.

You mighty star.

Just a little something I...

Why don't you come and sit down, my
dear?

Okay.

Hi, Mr. Evans, Ms. Evans, Thelma.

Marcy.

To put us in the mood for what I'm about
to say...

I

wrote this little poem especially

for you.

Y 'all folks can't hear me, can you?

Let me count the ways.

I love you for your skin's pure sheen,
for your two sweet lips with teeth in

between.

for your gorgeous bod and for your hair
that is strictly mine.

I love you in all kinds of weather
because, baby, you is all together.

Oh, J .J., that's pretty.

Just a little something I wrote while I
was bubble bathing.

Oh, J .J., I just love... sitting here
and talking and everything, but don't

think we should work on the painting?
Oh, I can't wait to get it finished.

Marcy, baby, it is finished. Oh, it is?

It is.

Yeah. I put the finishing touches on it
yesterday after you left.

Oh, JJ, it's out of sight.

I'm glad you like it, Marcy. It's yours.

Oh, I...

He's graduating high school, and I'm
giving him this painting for his

present. But, Marcy, I thought me and
you were... Oh, J .J., you are a great

artist. Oh, I don't know how to thank
you. Oh, wait till George sees this

painting.

I am so sorry.

And I was going to give her this.

Oh, June, you don't let it get you down,
son.

Someday you meet a girl like your mother
and you'll be just fine.

J .J. is not the end of the world.

It is.

I'm just going to sit here and drink
myself into a Kool -Aid cone.

Now, J .J., she's just one girl.

There'll be a lot of other girls before
you're through.

No, Mama, I'm... finish with women.

Oh, now, come on, Junior. There's more
than one fish in the sea, man.

No, I mean, that's it.

Finito.

JJ the Hermit speaking.

Oh, hi, Charlotte.

How you doing, baby?

Oh, yeah, well, I'm usually busy around
this time of the day, but if you got an

extra ticket, I'll be happy to go along
with you.

Could I have a little privacy, please?

Charlotte, I wrote this little poem.

Hey, Junior. How'd your date go?

Hi, son.

Did you have a nice time?

Sure did. The concert was groovy, and I
gave Charlotte my slave key.

She liked it so much, she spent a half
hour kissing me a thank you note.

You know, Florida, there's some boy you
brought into this world.

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