All language subtitles for Good Times s02e10 The Gang 2

Good time.

We'll go on your side. We're going to
bring it up about three inches.

Okay, now, ma 'am. Oh, Michael, now,
we've been up here five minutes. It's

straight yet.

It's been straight three times.

I just did give an order.

Well, now, let's beat him up. You're
looking at the pint -sized kid, Dino

You sure have been moving. Why shouldn't
I be? JJ's coming home, and he's all

right. Yeah, it sure was a relief when
the doctor said it was only a flesh

wound. Yeah, and a surprise, too,
because we never knew he had flesh.

Yeah, but if I know JJ, even though they
only kept him overnight, he'll act like

he came out of major surgery.

Don't you know it, honey? I remember
when he had his tonsils out talking

suffering. He ran that...

by myself now.

Oh, I think it was a little bit too
premature.

Dad, I think I'm on fog.

Catch me.

Which way are you going to fall, Johnny?

Are you on my left? I'm on your left.
Here I come.

Son,

I think you'd better sit down.

Come on, there you are.

Okay. Could y 'all help me bend?

No. Well, sure.

I burped you when you were a year old. I
guess I can bend you at 18.

All right.

Junior, I want to say thank you for
saving my life. I'm proud of you.

It wasn't nothing, Dad.

Michael! Yeah?

Is that you?

Sure, it's me, J .J. My, how you have
grown since I've been away.

Since yesterday.

It's been a long time since you've been
wounded, don't it, son?

Like an eternity.

Here, J .J., I got you a nice tall glass
of Kool -Aid. I made it myself.

Thanks, Michael. Maybe we ought to feed
it to him intravenously.

Why don't we just pour it through the
hole in his head?

Now I know I'm home.

And we are glad to have you home, too,
you character.

I shake when I think what could have
happened.

I'm still thinking the Lord that J .J.
is home and he's safe.

It's all over.

Yeah, I'm thinking the Lord he got his
health too, baby.

But it ain't all over.

Now, James, not that again.

Yeah, that again. It ain't gonna be over
till I get my hands on that gang leader

that shot a mad dog.

James, don't say things like that. Don't
even think it. The Lord's gonna take

care of a mad dog.

Yeah, well, the Lord can take care of
them the way they want. I'm gonna take

care of them the way I want to.

Seems I don't want no more curtain.

So let's don't talk about it anymore.

We got JJ to look after.

That's right. I'm out of Kool -Aid.

I need some banana cream pie.

I hear it builds the blood.

The first thing we gonna do is get you
into bed.

Come on, Thelma, give me a hand.
Michael, you take the front now. I got

you handle it? JJ, you gonna be
recuperating in style.

I got you that fancy pair of pajamas you
always wanted. Ha ha, dynamite!

Yeah, these are them.

The one I saw in the store there. The
man said, Jack, you got...

Could you help me into the bathroom
where I can change into these things?

JJ. Oh, I'll show you where the bullet
nicked me. It was pretty close. Almost

wiped out my beauty mark.

JJ, I'd like to buy you something to
read. Anything in particular you want?

Well, since I had such a close brush
with death, something deep and serious

a lot of meaning.

Like what?

Like this month's issue of Black
Bunnies.

We'll see you all later. Okay, Melona.
Thank you. Okay.

That J .J.'s really something.

Oh, he's more than something, Thelma.
He's special.

And I like to got him killed when he
tried to save my life.

But when I saw he was all right, I like
to jump for joy.

Now, baby, all I need is five minutes
alone with that mad dog. Just five

with him.

But that is only going to cause more
trouble. And besides, after the court

hearing, they'll put Mad Dog away where
he belongs.

Yeah, the same as Neckbone and that
other character. They still walk in the

street. Now, James, before you do
anything you'll be sorry for, remember

the good book says.

Turn the other cheek.

Well, you let Mad Dog turn the other
cheek because he ain't going to watch

I get finished doing my number on him.

I'm sorry, if you're going to keep
quoting that scripture at me, how about

eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth?

And don't keep it up now.

to go after them parts.

Mom, what are we going to do with Daddy?

We ain't going to do nothing about it.

I've got to go in there and try and cool
him down.

I thought it was the other shoulder, J
.J. See how sick I am?

I'm so delirious, I keep forgetting.

Michael, put me over there to the bed,
will you? Come on.

Oh, thanks, Michael. What a brother. Oh,
man, yeah.

Yeah,

thanks.

Hey, Thelma, could you pull up the
blankets?

Okay. Thanks.

Next time you better be more careful,
otherwise I'll tell Ma and Dad you're

taking tender loving care of the man of
the hour.

AJ, don't take it too far. The hour's
gonna be up before you know it. I could

have an answer for that, but I feel
another weak spell coming on.

I think I need a strawberry shake and
some french fries.

AJ, you're not wounded, you're pregnant.

Just leave me be here, Florida. Just
leave me be. I'm trying to say that

never helped nobody. Well, it's going to
help me as soon as I get my hands on

that mad dog for five minutes.

James, we were raised to love one
another.

There you go with the Bible again.
Always with that Bible. Can you want

Bible? I'll give you some Bible. Now,
I'm not going to kill him with the

of an ass, but I'm going to bust that
ass's jawbone.

James.

don't you go misusing the good book for
your own purposes.

Baby, I ain't gonna misuse the good
book. I'm gonna use a good left hook.

James, how long we been married?

Getting on towards 21 years now.

That's right.

And we had a lot of arguments in them 21
years, right?

Yeah, we having a pretty good one right
now.

Yeah, that's true.

But remember, James,

never settle no arguments by yelling at
one another.

We always talk quietly and reason with
one another. And in the end, we always

agree, didn't we?

Yeah, that's because you usually won.

Nobody won, James.

It's just that most of the time we
agreed that I was right.

Don't start with that sweet talk again
now, Florida. Don't try and trick me

here. James, you know, every... Every
time you lose your temper, you get into

trouble. When? When did losing my temper
cause me to get in trouble? When?

Do you remember when we was engaged and
I was walking with that nice looking

fella? You got so jealous.

You didn't even ask him no questions.

You just picked him up and threw him
into the fish pond.

Didn't you feel silly when you found out
it was Reverend Henderson?

I was asking him to perform our wedding
ceremony.

I still remember his words.

Florida, marry him quick before he kills
somebody.

You gotta admit, it did help move our
wedding date up some, didn't it?

You've been known to blow your cool a
few times, too.

Me? Yeah. When did I ever blow my... I
cool.

Remember the time I was walking down the
street with Sarah Hines? Now, all I was

doing was asking the woman what would be
a nice surprise gift for my wife on her

birthday. Right away, you jumped to
conclusions, started scratching the

eyes and tore out all her hair.

Yeah, and I regretted it for months. You
might have regretted it for months. She

walked around damn near bald -headed for
years.

But at night, we always made up. Yes,
Lord.

And some of them make -ups was worth the
flare -ups.

I got a confession to make.

Huh? I faked a couple of them flare -ups
in order to get to the make -ups.

I figured as much.

Ah,

but James, that's what make our marriage
work.

We talk nice to each other and we settle
things peaceably.

And in the end, we've always been
together.

Yeah, but we ain't gonna be together on
this, baby. And we ain't gonna be

together on it till I get my five
minutes with that mad dog.

James, you can't change what has already
happened.

Yeah, but maybe to make it better for
the next kid on the next go -round. Let

the law handle that, dog. The law, the
law.

James, please, honey. For my sake.

For our whole family's sake.

Put it out of your mind. Forget it
happened.

Oh, Florida, you know something?

You could wear the rocket you brought
down to a pebble.

All right, baby. I said I was going to
break every bone in Mad Dog's body. I

take it back. I promise I will not break
every bone in Mad Dog's body. Good,

James. Just the trigger finger.

Just the trigger finger. I'm going to
break it so it's pointing north, south,

east, and west all at the same time.

James. You're yelling again.

I thought we promised we were going to
talk about it nice and quiet like.

You're right, baby.

You ready to talk about it nice and
quiet like? Mm -hmm.

Me too.

I'm going to break his damn finger.

Vengeance is mine, says the Lord.

Baby, all I want to do is the Lord's
work.

I'm starved.

I made the oatmeal myself.

I ain't that starved.

Good morning, children.

Good morning, Mama.

How are you, son?

I feel fine, Mama. Oh, that's good. That
means you'll be able to go to school

real soon.

Hey, do you really think I can go, Mama?
Do you really think I can get back in

the... Ah, the pain in my chest is
terrible.

J .J., stop acting. It's been coming and
going for a week now.

I can't stand to look at them pajamas
without sunglasses.

Thanks for making the oatmeal, honey. I
would have done it myself when I was

trying to help your daddy get dressed
for court.

He's still going through with it, huh,
Ma? Well, now, Thelma, I'm not against

pressing charges.

Boys like mad dogs should not be allowed
to walk the street, and they deserve

anything the courts decide.

But your father wants to get ahead of
the law and punish the boy himself.

If Daddy does that, he's liable to end
up in jail, too.

Yeah, he better not hear me in front of
the judge.

Lord, I hope not.

You should wait till they call a recess.

Good morning, Daddy. Good morning,
Daddy.

Good morning, good morning, good
morning.

James, isn't there anything I can do to
make you change your mind? Nope.

Well, at least... let me go to court
with you. Baby, now, I done told you.

ain't got nothing to do with this no
more. This is between me and Mad Dog.

One on one.

What are you doing eating pretzels for
breakfast?

Baby, don't think of these as pretzels.

Think of them as Mad Dog's finger.

Oh, Jerry.

Aren't you going to have some breakfast?
I ain't hungry. Well, at least have a

cup of coffee.

I ain't thirsty.

James! Huh?

At least you can kiss me goodbye.

Ain't that either.

You're in a courtroom, Cleon. Sit up
straight.

Name is Mad Dog, dig it?

What you doing here, old man?

Oh, Mr. Mad Dog. I just come to watch
the due process of the law.

Excuse me. You want to move your feet,
Mr. Mad Dog?

What feet?

These feet.

Best be cool, turkey.

Everybody rise. Judge Daniels presiding.

Young man, did you hear the bailiff?

You talking to me?

I don't hear too good sometimes.

Some of the law beat me upside my head.

What they call police brutality.

Get up, please.

Anything you say, man.

Refer to me as your honor. Don't call me
man.

I was giving you the benefit of the
doubt.

With that dress you got on, who can
tell?

It'll be another one of those days.

You may be seated.

I wish you'd make up your mind, man. Get
up, sit down, get up.

Remove the gum.

You hear what the man said?

And you got no respect for the law?

Remove the gum.

I'm referring to you.

Me?

Anything you say, your highness.

the aspirin, will you?

Hey, ain't that your majesty?

You shouldn't be pill -popping in court.

Young man, I've had just about enough
out of you. Mr. Connors is his probation

officer. Haven't you impressed upon him
the seriousness of this charge?

I did, your honor. I have more than 15
cases to dispose of this morning, and

not going to put up with any more of
your childish nonsense.

I'm just a juvenile, you ecstasy.

I don't know how to act. I'm
underprivileged.

Sometimes I think this court is
underprivileged. Are you this young

father? Lord, no.

Your Honor, this is the gentleman who's
pressing charges.

You already have his deposition.

The young man does not have a father.
His father left home when he was a

Wise choice.

Is he represented by counsel?

The Office of the Public Defender
assigns counsel, Your Honor. The

refuses to speak to him. Well, is there
a mother or a guardian?

Mother, Your Honor, she works. She
should be here any moment.

Well, we're pressed for time. Let's get
on with it.

Frank Jefferson, you're charged with
holding up the Lakeside supermarket.

minute. That's the wrong route, Your
Majesty. Your Honor, there's been a

mistake. Frank Jefferson is the next
case on the docket. Well, then, who am I

talking to?

Cleon Edwards, Your Honor. I thought I
put a file on your desk.

Oh, so damn many cases. The backlog is
unbelievable.

Here we go.

No, I'm sorry, Your Honor.

Your Honor, I'm sorry. Our file clerk
was just transferred to the sheriff's

department.

Here we are. Cleon Edwards.

No, this isn't it either. This is your
application for your transfer. You're

leaving.

Sorry about this, Your Honor. Cleon
Edwards.

Cleon Edwards.

Here we are.

All of the past violations, the home
environment, etc.

I did the best I could with the time
that I had.

Excuse me for being late.

Your Honor, this is Cleon's mother.

I'm sorry, Your Honor, but I had to go
straight home from work and feed my

kids and get them off to school.

Be seated, please.

Over here, ma 'am.

Well, Cleon, I see you've been a busy
young man in the past few years. You've

been arrested five times.

Curfew violation, vandalism,
drunkenness, petty theft, assault.

And now assault with a deadly weapon
against one James Evans Jr.

That's right. That's right. That's the
animal that shot my son. I've seen it

myself. Mr. Evans, please.

What's all the jive, Your Worship?

I plead guilty and throw myself on the
mercy of the court.

Do you know what you're waiving your
right to?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. I've been here
before, man.

Witnesses may be dismissed, Mr. Evans.
Thank you.

Oh, now, wait a minute.

I want to see what happened to this
animal that shot my son.

He's thrown himself on the mercy of the
court, Mr. Evans, and we already have

your deposition.

Well, at least let me hang around and
see you throw the book at him.

I'm sorry, you're going to have to leave
the court.

Now, wait a minute. I want to see what
happens to this dog that shot my son.

court will determine that.

Only the immediate family is needed.

Man, I don't dig it.

See you later, old man.

Yeah, outside.

Outside.

The defendant will stand for sentencing.

Get up.

Cleon, I've decided on an indeterminate
sentence at St. Charles Reformatory for

boys until you're 21 or otherwise
discharged.

Your Honor, St. Charles is filled up. No
vacancies.

Well, the county jail is no place for a
juvenile, but he'll have to go there

temporarily. Well, they're even more
crowded over there, Your Honor. No

vacancies.

No vacancies? What the hell are we
running here? A jail system or a holiday

Probation in particular, Cornwall.
During which time you'll report to your

probation officer at least twice a week
and attend group rap sessions. Yeah,

yeah, yeah. And if I ever see you in
this hearing room again, you'll serve

full sentence even if it's in the county
jail.

So later on in your magistration... Oh!

Got my gum.

See that, Mama?

Nothing, too.

I'm in the clear. Everything is cool.

Don't you talk to me, boy.

Don't you ever talk to me again.

There ain't nothing can be done for you,
Cleon.

You no good.

Lord knows I have done my best, but you
just plain no good.

It's the only way to talk to your
beloved son.

You was a beloved one a long time ago,
but no more.

And I give up on you, Cleon.

I pray to God every night that none of
my other kids turn out like you.

Oh, you ain't got to worry about them,
Mama.

See, they got me.

I'm going to teach you what they get
over.

See?

Look at you.

You're standing there smirking and
bringing all this grief on me.

I never thought I could feel this way
about my own child.

But I hate you.

Sometimes I wish you was never born.

Only your father was here. What if he
was?

He'd be a whiner on the gutter.

want to hit your son.

I don't want nothing.

Florida, what you doing here? I thought
I told you to stay home. I was so

worried about what you might do. I had
to come.

You let him go, huh? Yeah.

Plenty of guns, but no places to put the
kids that use them.

Well,

there ain't nothing we could do, James.

Yeah, there was something I could have
done. I could have broke them in half,

but...

What kind of father am I to feel sorry
for the man that shot my son?

The right kind, James.

The right kind.

Just looking out of the window, watching
the asphalt road,

thinking how it all looks and we die.

Good times, good times, keeping your
head up above water,

making a wave when you can.

Temporary layoff. Good times.

Good times is recorded on tape before a
live audience.

Ain't we lucky we got.

Thank you.