All language subtitles for Good Times s03e12 The Mural

Good time, anytime you need a payment.
Good time, anytime you feel free.

Good time, anytime you're up and under.

Not getting hassled, not getting
hustled. Keeping your head up for water.

Making a way when you can.

Temporary layoffs. Good time, easy
credit ripples.

Good time.

working in that boutique is an
education.

I see it all.

From the hanky to the panky.

Get the hanky and get to the panky. I am
not one to gossip. But you know Lucille

Adams? Live on the fourth floor, work at
the laundry?

That's the one. Girl, last night that
dude, husband of hers, come strutting in

the store and bought this foxy baby doll
nightie. So?

Honey, he bought a size seven. And
Lucille ain't wore a size seven since

seven.

about Jake Adams. He's such a nice man.

Yeah, but nice to who?

Had it all wrapped up fancy, and while
he's waiting for the package, he calls

Lucille. Check this out.

Lucille, honey, I got a little bad news
for you. You see, I'll be home a little

late tonight. I got to go to the large
meeting.

The old story about the large meeting.
Oh, that's what it was. James.

Huh? You know why Jake Adams told you.

Yeah, matter of fact, I saw him at the
large meeting last night.

Poor guy had to miss his daughter's
birthday, too.

Bought a nice present. I was just saying
what a nice guy he was.

Well, what do you see?

What do you see? What am I holding?

Nothing. That's right, because there was
something, but now there's nothing,

because I sold it. Sold it?

Which one was it? The one where the kids
bought a fire hydrant and water. I call

it my ghetto seascape.

Talent, that's his middle name.

We got a genius in the house.

I know.

Oh, JJ, where'd you sell it and who'd
you sell it to?

At a sidewalk exhibit. Well, actually,
Michael was sitting with it when it was

sold. Yeah, this dude comes by, kind of
walks past like around three or four

times. Very sophisticated.

You can tell he was interested.

So JJ comes up and looks over the dude's
shoulders and says,

Hey, man.

That painting sure does look great. I
mean, it sure does look groovy. I have

never seen art that cool before in my
life.

JJ, you mean you shield your own
painting?

Sure, Ma. Who else knows how great I am?
Better than me.

Oh, JJ.

So JJ says to me, hey, man, I'll give
you $5 for that painting. So the dude

says, I'll give you $10. So JJ says,
I'll give you $20. So the dude says,

give you $30.

Then J .J. says, $30? Are you kidding?
That is an insult to the artiste. I will

give you $50.

So the dude said, you got it, man, and
walked off.

I thought y 'all said you sold it. We
did sell it, Walona, to the next guy

came by. This time J .J. kept his mouth
shut.

How much y 'all get for it, Junior?

$5.

The paint and the canvas cost him $7
.50. Oh, it's all right. As long as

somebody recognized his work. The money
will come later.

Ma, Dad, have I got news?

You got news?

Wait till you hear my news.

What do I care about your news? I got
good news. My news is good news.

Now, Ma, how come you always trying to
out -good my good news?

Okay, okay. Open the Grand Canyon, you
call a mouth, and tell me the good news.

I saw the paint. for five dollars.

Oh, that's wonderful, JJ.

Congratulations.

You got the brains and I got all the
talent and good looks.

Well, I got to be splitting.

I got to go spread the good news about J
.J. and Thelma. That's right.

And retract the bad news about Jake
Adams.

That some gossip started.

I'll see you all later. Okay, bye. See
you, my love.

Boy, Thelma, I can't tell you. How happy
we are. Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Now I got to tell you the bad part.

What? The $1 ,000 won't cover
everything.

I could live at home, but I'll still
need at least $200 more to make it.

Thelma, you won't have to worry.

Shall we tell her now, James?

Florida, Thelma, we got a big surprise
for you.

You don't have to worry. We got it.

I could burst.

Thelma, when you were a baby, your daddy
went to the bank and opened an account

for a college fund for you.

Daddy, for real? Thank you.

Yeah, believe me, Thelma, it ain't no
big thing.

Heck, it isn't, and it wasn't easy.

I remember you said, my daughter is
going to college. I'm going to put away

cents every week in that account.

Hey, 50 cents.

Times 52 weeks.

That's $26.

And 26 times 18.

Oh, boy. I can't even think that high.
Hey, Daddy, how much money does Summer

have in her college fund?

$8 .16.

James, is that all there is? Honey, I
don't understand.

Sorry, baby, but I had to dip into it
every now and then.

In case you all ain't aware, but we're
living in hard times.

But, Eddie, why didn't you tell me? I
thought we always talked about these

things. Except when I don't want you to
know about it.

Oh, baby, what I mean is, I had to take
that money out of the college fund for

your operation.

And if I had told you where I was taking
the money from, you'd have never had

the operation, and you'd know it.

Oh, wait a minute now.

Let's look at the bright side of this
thing.

Maybe Thelma might not get to college,
but Mars Goldblatter might make it to

medical school.

Don't be for them 12 cavities where I
wouldn't have spent the money, you

mouth rascal.

Sorry, Dad.

Sorry, baby girl. Just wasn't nothing I
could do.

That's okay, Daddy.

Oh, Florida, I tell you, if it ain't one
thing, it's another. These are layoffs.

They're trying to put something under
the Christmas tree, keep these kids in

clothes. And Michael there, he's growing
so fast, he needs a new pair of shoes

every time he wakes up from a nap.

Sorry, baby, just wasn't nothing I could
do.

College always seemed like something way
off in the future, but eating and

living always been right now.

James, we understand.

It's all right.

Oh, the hell it is, baby. There ain't
nothing I can do about it. Honey, you

to do it. We know that.

Daddy, don't worry. It'll work out. I
can always go to City College.

Now, James, don't start blaming yourself
so much. You have always been the

breadwinner in this family and a darn
good one. Yeah, a lot I got to show for

it, baby.

$8 .16.

James, don't worry about it. It'll all
work out.

Where there is a will, there is a way.
Yeah, well, Will ain't been around here

lately, and I don't see no way.

Maybe that's Will now.

Will who?

Will help.

Why do we bother to get your mouth
fixed?

Michael, answer the door.

Okay, Dad.

Hello. Is James Evans Jr.

here? Yes, he is. Come in. Thank you.

Yeah, I'm James Evans Jr.

How do you do? I'm P .J. Hewitt,
president of Hewitt Trust and Savings

Assets over ten million.

Oh, you can't have that much.

Dad's been pulling a little bit out of
his account.

I'm Mr. Evans. This is my wife, Mrs.
Evans. What can we do for you? Well,

your son that I was looking for. I
understand that you're a painter.

Oh, that's right, but I didn't paint
those signs on your wall. I ain't into

spray cans.

No, uh, in fact, I'm interested in your
work.

I happened to see a painting of yours
that a friend of mine bought.

Ghetto children playing at the fire
hydrant. I liked the way it captured the

feeling of the black community.

It had a certain... Well, I just can't
find words to express it.

Try fantastic.

Sure. The purpose of our bank is to
serve the black community. We are into

black. That's the bank's motto.

Into black and in the black.

Clever, huh?

I wrote that myself.

You here to make a point, Mr. Hewitt?
Yes, of course.

I'm here to commission your son to paint
a mural for my bank.

A mural?

Oh, what?

Are you talking about painting it or
rolling it?

Painting, of course.

Naturally, the bank will pay for it in
line with our policy of supporting

youth. Mr. Hewitt, how much money are
you talking about?

Well, as you must realize, your son is
an unestablished artist and this will be

quite a break for him. Shall we say
$250?

$250?

Now, hold on, hold on here.

As an artiste...

I usually don't accept the commission
unless I have complete approval of the

subject matter.

Well... And I approve.

Well, you are the artist. All that we
want is something appropriate for the

bank. Something depicting the life of
the black community, especially the

side of ghetto life.

Happy? For $250, you're going to get
ecstatic joy.

Mr. Hughes,

We don't know how to thank you. The
pleasure is mine.

We have another motto.

We are the bank that banks on the youth
of today.

I wrote that one, too.

And have a nice downtime.

Well, I must be going.

It has been a pleasure to meet you all.

But, as we say in the bank, it is time
for my withdrawal.

Good day.

Good day, Mr.

Hewitt.

Cheerios.

Everything good is happening today.

Yeah, T .J., you finally moving up, man.
Yeah, Rembrandt, don't get uptight,

because here comes Kid Dynamite!

Hey,

T .J., what are you going to do with the
money?

Well, according to the bylaws of the
Evans household, all money earned by any

member of the family goes into the
family pot.

Well, I don't think it's going to be
hard to figure out what to do with the

money. We're going to give it to Thelma
for college.

Right, T .J.? Right.

Ma, J .J., I can't let you do that. We
need the money for so many other things.

Oh, but honey, this is the biggest thing
that's happening to us right now.

Your daddy and I have always talked
about you going to a good college,

J.? That's right.

Now, Thelma, that money is for your
education. I don't want to hear another

about it.

Thanks, Daddy.

Thanks, Ma.

Look here, Lord.

You and me ain't had too much to talk
about lately.

You know, I'm just as happy as everybody
else about this thing, but there's

something about the whole thing just
don't sit right with me now. What is it?

What is it?

Michael.

Michael, you awake?

Michael. What's the matter, J .J.? I
can't sleep.

Maybe you can't sleep, but I sure can.

Hey, J .J. Come on, Michael.

This is my big break.

I see my whole future flashing before
me.

Today, I paid a mural at a bank.

Tomorrow, City Hall.

And before you know it... The Pope walks
up to me and says, Brother Jay, we're

getting tired of that ceiling on the
Sistine Chapel.

Oh, boy.

Hey, man, I can see it now. The Sistine
Chapel full of black angels.

And Ma's been working too hard. We got
to get her a maid.

A white one.

Yeah, but we better make sure she does
windows.

Yeah, and Dad needs transportation.

I'm going to get him four Cadillacs, one
for each direction.

J .J., if I didn't know you were a Kool
-Aid man, I'd be worried about the way

you were flying.

Michael, believe me, I haven't forgot
about you.

We're going to send you through law
school.

Well, Michael, tell me, how did them
apples grab you?

Okay, you better rest up for law school.

Get ready to hit them books.

I dreamed I was walking through this
field.

I came across this hole.

It's real narrow, about 20 feet deep.

I fell down in it, and baby, I broke my
leg, and I couldn't get out.

And then right across from me was a
stream, and right on the other side of

stream was a pack of mean crocodiles.

And when they saw me, they looked at me
and they said, sharp in your teeth, here

comes Sunday dinner.

And I looked up at you, baby.

And you said you was going to try and
help me, but you couldn't get through

hole because it's too narrow.

It wasn't nothing but a dream.

Honest, I was just dreaming.

Anyhow, I looked up and I saw Junior's
face smiling down at me.

And he said, don't worry, Dad.

I'll get you out. I'll save you. But he
couldn't reach me. So he grabbed him by

his heels.

And skinny as he was, you let him hang
down in the hole, and he grabbed me.

And, baby, seconds, just seconds before
them crocodiles was going to make me

their blue plate special, Junior reached
down, grabbed me, and pulled me up.

Then he smiled at the crocodiles, and he
tipped his hat and said, Sorry, you got

to miss your Sunday delight, because
Dad's been saved by kids.

Maybe I'll be doggone if I can figure
that dream out.

You know something, James?

Huh?

It just might have something to do with
J .J. coming through with the money

today just when we needed it.

What you talking about, Florida? Now,
what could that have to do with me

dreaming about him saving my life?

Well, it could be that you were a little
disappointed.

Well, you know, because you weren't able
to help Thelma yourself.

Baby, that ain't got nothing to do with
it. I mean, I love the kids. I love all

of them, and I'm proud of all of them.

No, that ain't got nothing to do with
nothing.

She's right.

That's what it was. That's what was
eating me up, huh?

Well, now that I know what it is, I can
deal with it.

Danny, did you say that?

Huh? Oh, yeah, I said, uh, uh, as long
as we up, uh, how about, uh...

How about making me a sandwich?

She's down that hole a long time.

Attention, please.

Attention, please. Attention, please.

Ladies and gentlemen, not only does
Hewitt Trust and Savings offer a full

of services, maximum interest, free
traveler's checks, safety deposit boxes,

our new personalized African motif
checks.

With all that winning, she'll be playing
the tuba.

It is with great pleasure that I present
to you a young man who, through... the

generosity of this bank, assets over 10
million, together with

his own drive and determination, has
brought him to this proud moment.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. James Evans,
Jr.

Thank

you,

Mr. Hewitt.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Cats and kitties.

Dudes and dudettes.

I'd like to thank all the people who
made this moment possible.

First, my mother who encouraged me to
paint at every moment.

And next, my father who

beat my butt whenever I did.

Sister Thelma and my little brother
Michael. All right, all right.

Flo, Flo, he left me out.

And to my neighbor and...

May I present to you, Mr. Hewitt.

I refuse to pay for that piece of trash.

Trash?

What are you talking about? That idiotic
painting. I commissioned your son to

paint the happy side of ghetto life.

Well, what can be happier than shooting
a little eight ball?

This is a bench, not a pool.

But, Mr.

Hewitt, I thought you said I could paint
anything I wanted to.

In Limit. That painting is sordid and
totally unfitting to the dignity of this

bank. He worked for hours every night.

I don't care how long he worked. I'm not
going to pay for it. I'm going to have

that wall repainted, and I refuse to pay
a cent for that junk.

Oh, now, wait a minute, Mr. Ewing.

I don't believe I heard you right.

I said I am not going to pay him.

Oh, no, you're going to pay him, bougie.

Now, you told my son to paint what he
wanted. Now, he likes it, I like it, and

everybody likes it.

The main thing is my son is a fine
artist.

He painted it the way he thought.

So that makes it good.

Now, wait. No, you wait. You know how
many years it took him to learn how to

paint like that? Huh?

You know how many hours he had to stay
up?

10 times what you're trying to rip him
off for, and if you don't pay him, I'm

going to shove you in the night deposit.

All right.

All right.

All right.

You don't have to get rough. This is a
bank.

James.

I suppose it does have a certain...
basic appeal to it.

Boy,

Dad, you really told that dude off.

I could have never stood up to a dude
like that, not even with a pair of brass

knuckles.

Oh, Junior, I was just doing what I had
to do.

No, Dad, it's more than that. I mean,
when something's wrong, you got the guts

to make it right, and I don't.

Dad, I'll never be the man you are.

I'm proud of you.

You hear that?

He's proud of me.

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

thinking how it all looks and it dies.
Good times, good

times, keeping your head above water,

making a wave when you can.

Temporary layoffs, good times.

Good Times is recorded on tape before a
live audience.

If we're lucky, we got a good time.