All language subtitles for Good Times s03e14 Cleatus.eng

Good time! Anytime you need a payment.
Good time! Anytime you need a 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!

I'm just trying to make sure I got these
speaker wires hooked up right. Oh, now,

come on. Let's hook them up. Let's get
on with it. Oh, your daddy's right. Be

patient, children.

Boy, Ma, that stereo's a beauty.

You going to church all this time has
finally paid off.

For the first time in my life, I want a
raffle.

But that ain't why I go to church. I go
to pray.

Well, Mama, you must have prayed real
hard this time to win that.

Yeah. For a $250 stereo, you got to give
the Lord a few extra amen.

Hallelujahs. Well,

let's get on with it. Cut that out.

I didn't pray to win no raffle.

Well, it's about time you won something.

Well, it's all set.

Thelma, you can put a record on now. All
right.

the price of oil again.

That's all right. I'll hit the breaker
switch. That ought to get it.

That's better.

Yeah.

Aw, it must be something in the
building.

No, it can't be.

All the lights in the other apartments
are on.

Wait a minute. Thelma, turn that thing
off a minute. I want to try something.

Okay, Dan.

It's off.

All right.

Now turn it back on.

Okay.

That's it. Turn it off. Turn it off.

Okay.

That's what it is, baby. It's the
stereo.

Well, how can that be, James? It's brand
new.

Oh, that don't mean nothing, baby. Not
the way they build stuff today.

You know, they used to build stuff to
last a lifetime.

Then they started building it to last
until you made your final payment.

Now they just build it to last until you
get it out the door.

What a ripoff.

Oh, well, don't worry, children. I am
sure they will exchange it.

Now settle down, everybody.

Mrs. Evans?

Yes. Federal Bureau of Investigation?

I'm Special Agent Reardon.

This is Special Agent Monroe.

Oh, I never thought blowing a fuse was a
federal offense.

Can we talk to you, please?

I don't understand. What about?

Hold on there, Ma. You don't have to say
a word.

They've got to say anything that you say
will be held against you.

Now, just be quiet, Junior.

You may continue the interrogation.

What do you want to talk to us about?

If you let us in, we'll explain.

Well, come on in.

Mrs. Evans, you have a nephew, Cletus
Jackson?

Yes, that's my sister Clara's son. What
about Cletus? We have reason to believe

he was involved in a robbery of the
Dayton National Bank in Atlanta,

four days ago.

$25 ,000 was stolen.

Cletus? Oh, that can't be.

I bet you're just picking on him because
he's a member of the Black Falcons. All

right, now be cool, Michael. Daddy, I'm
just standing up for what's right. Yeah?

You keep popping your chops, you're
going to be standing up all night.

You all sure about this?

Closed -circuit TV cameras took pictures
during the robbery.

Though they're not too clear, it looks
like him. Well, looks like ain't the

as is.

That couldn't be Cletus. He would never
do such a thing. We're not saying

definitely he's the one, but it is a
coincidence that he's suddenly dropped

of sight and we can't find him. And
until we do, he's a suspect.

Well, what's all that got to do with us?
Yeah, what's this got to do with us?

Uh, shutting the mouth.

Mrs. Evans, have you seen him at all
lately?

I haven't seen Cletus since two
Christmases ago.

Instead of wasting time with Cletus, why
don't you find a guy who shot Medgar

Evers?

Well, uh... If

you do see him or hear from him, we'd
appreciate you letting us know. We're

anxious to get in touch with him. You
can reach us at this number right here.

Well, I'm sure it's a mistake.

Well, if he's innocent, then he has
nothing to worry about.

Um, sir?

Can I ask just one question?

Certainly, son.

Who is it for the guy who shot Medgar
Evers?

Well, thank you for your time, and good
night.

James, I'm still shaking.

All this crazy talk about Cletus, FBI
coming to our house investigating us.

Maybe they're getting tired of people
investigating them.

FBI in our house. Wait till I tell my
running partners how cool I was and how

easily I handled them. No, no, Junior.

That's exactly what you ain't gonna do.
Now, we're gonna keep this in the

family. We don't let it get no further
here.

Last thing we need is neighbors knowing
about this. Don't worry, Dad. My lips

will be sealed.

Hmm. It'll take an awful lot of glue to
seal those lips. You two knock it off.

Florida, please, whatever you do, don't
tell Walona.

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

This kind of news is something I
wouldn't like to get around.

Well, that's good.

I tell you, the last person who needs to
know about it is Motormouth.

Hi.

Those FBI dudes give you all a hard
time?

Well, the news will be in Uganda by
morning.

Well, Lana, how did you know it was the
FBI?

Oh, you jive and two white dudes walking
through the parties at night with their

Efren Zimbliss suits on?

Well, I hope you didn't say nothing
about Cletus to her.

Well, Lana, how did you know about
Cletus?

I think one of her earrings is a
listening device.

Well, let's just say I have instinct and
intuition.

And besides, it's in the newspapers.

How can you tell? That picture is so
fuzzy.

I don't know.

Yeah, but mine does look like Cletus.

Oh, no, it can't be. You can't tell
anything about his pictures. It's so far

away. And besides, the cat in his
picture is wearing dog glasses and he's

even facing the camera. You know,
Michael, as a rule, when you robbing a

you don't stand there and pose for
pictures.

But you know me, I do not stick my nose
into nobody's... Well, I say it

isn't Cletus.

And I should know better than anybody
else what Cletus looks like. Even the

ain't sure.

Well, if you want my opinion, I think
that, uh... Uh, when I

have one, I will definitely relay it to
you.

Uh,

who's that now, the CIA?

The CIA, the FBI, we're being
alphabetted to death here.

Just answer the door, will you?

One more alphabet and I'm going to leave
home and never come back.

A, B, C, D, E, F, G.

And answer the door on your way out.

Oh, boy, keep that up. I'm going to feel
I'm not wanted around here. J .J.

Yeah, what y 'all want again?

Good evening again. Mrs.

Evans, do you mind if we use your phone?

Of course not. It's right over there.

Thank you very much.

It better be a local call.

Michael.

Well, as a matter of fact, it is. He's
calling a cab.

Somebody stole all four wheels off our
car while we were here.

Did they steal a spare, too?

No. Mere amateurs, then.

They're professionals. They'll left you
nothing but the driver's manual and the

glove compartment.

I'd like a cab, please.

963 North Gilbert.

Yes, that's right.

As soon as possible, please. Thank you
very much. Goodbye.

Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Evans.

You really expect a cab to come here?

Sure, why not?

turning into a nightmare.

Flo. What? Have you heard anything from
Cletus lately?

No.

But the last time I talked with my
sister Clara, she said everything was

fine with Cletus. She's real proud of
the work he's doing with the Black

Falcons. You know, the free lunch
programs for the kids, counseling

that are in trouble, all that.

Maybe that's the reason why they're
hassling Cletus. You know, a lot of

don't like the idea of the Black Falcons
trying to help us stand on our own.

Hey, Cletus is a hero.

Hey, now, wait a minute now.

We ain't sure if he's innocent or
guilty. I mean, this picture in the

looks too much like him. It could be
him.

You just be careful how you pick your
heroes, mister.

Oh, James.

Now, I have known Cletus since he was a
little boy. And he's always had nothing

but good in him. Flo, I know you're
right, honey. But if anything happens,

me know.

Why, you always know before we do.

Very funny.

You know, J .J., I'm just like you.

Sometimes I get the feeling I'm not
wanted.

Whatever you was about to fix in your
mouth to say, forget it.

How'd it go?

Oh, don't worry, Ma.

We haven't seen Cletus in over two
years.

And he's not our responsibility.

Yes, you got a point there.

Well, Florida, look here. That store
where we got the stereo from, is it

open at night?

Yeah, until 9 .30.

Good. Why don't we go on down there and
talk to the people about exchanging?

Ain't no sense in this thing sitting up
here just blowing out the lights every

time you turn it on.

You know, James, you're right.

I think I still have the guarantee in my
purse. Hey, yeah. Let's get one that

works. Then I can call up one of my
current foxes, invite her over, and we

do the hustle.

The hustle, huh?

I saw your current fox. She looks more
like a cow you rustled.

You got some nerve insulting my chick.

You should be in that new movie Mahogany
as one of the termites.

Who you calling a termite?

an anteater's nose.

James, I got the strangest feeling
that's Cletus.

Oh, Flo, don't be silly. That could be
anybody.

No, James.

I think it's him.

Well... Hi.

That's Cletus. He sure shrunk.

Hello, son.

What is it? You selling something? You
the Evans family?

Yeah.

Is anybody else here?

No. Well, thanks. Bye.

What was that all about?

I don't know, baby.

Cleeter.

I've been running hard in Florida.

I need a place to stay.

Can I come in?

James?

Yeah, let him come in, Florida. We ain't
sure he did anything.

Come on in, Cletus.

Thanks, Aunt Florida.

Hi, Uncle James, JJ, Thelma, Mike.

Cletus, the FBI's been looking for you.
I know. I saw them downstairs.

That's why I sent that little kid up.
Checked to see if they left anybody up

here. All right, Cletus, I'm going to
ask you a question right down front.

Did you rob that bank?

No, I didn't, Aunt Florida. I knew it.

I knew he couldn't have done it. Yeah?

Well, if you didn't rob the bank, how
come you've been slipping and sliding

dodging and hiding?

Because I'm a black falcon. You know how
they feel about the black falcons,

Uncle James? They'd never believe me. I
wouldn't stand a chance.

See? What'd I tell you?

Just checking something out here. Just
checking something out.

Mm -hmm. How you doing, Cleet? It's nice
to see you.

Why don't you give me a little sideways
there? Give me a little profile.

Oh, come on, man.

It wouldn't be easy to recognize you if
you had a pair of dark sunglasses on and

a pistol in your hand.

Stop that nonsense.

This picture don't look nothing like
him.

I don't know, Ma. For somebody that
don't look like him, it sure look like

Hey, look, I know it looks a little bit
like me, but it ain't me. But if I told

the man that, do you think he'd believe
me?

No way, man. You wouldn't have a chance.

Right on, Michael.

Aunt Florida, I could show you the cup
of coffee. I'm beat.

Oh, of course, son.

Thelma, make him some coffee.

If you think you got trouble now,
Cletus, wait till you taste Thelma's

You know, Cletus, you sound very
convincing, but you can't stay here. I

family, and you got the FBI on your
tail. Hey, Daddy, why can't he stay

You know, one more word out of you, and
you're going to have something on your

tail.

Cletus, son, you can't keep running
forever.

I know that, Aunt Florida, but I got to
get my thing together, scrape up some

money so I can get myself a good lawyer.

Yeah, but, uh, what about that $25 ,000
you took?

You're looking for it, Daddy.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Easy. Just jiving, man. Just jiving.

Hey, look.

I'm sorry I yelled. I'm kind of uptight.

You understand?

Of course, Billy. Of course.

I mean, if I could get myself a good
night's sleep, I'd be all right.

Promise to leave in the morning.

All right, you can stay tonight.

Thanks, Uncle Jay. Yeah. And Florida.

Thanks, Uncle.

Cletus, your mama's gonna be awfully
worried.

I know she is right now, and I would
call her, but they probably got her

tapped. Hey, Cletus, can't you get help
from the Black Falcons? I mean, they

have lawyers. They can help you. Well,
I've been thinking about that, Michael,

but right now it's pretty hard for me to
make contact with anybody.

You must feel like the city of New York
trying to get in contact with President

Ford.

J .J.

You ain't changed a bit. Still clowning
around.

Hey, man, I see you getting yourself a
mustache.

Oh, what can I say, bro?

Yeah, we call this Lip the Astrodome.

It needs artificial turf.

Son, you look exhausted.

Yeah, I can barely keep my eyes open. I
really got to hit the sack.

All right, son, why don't you go in
there and wash up? You can sleep with

boys on the sofa tonight.

Hey, thanks a lot.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Hey, please, man, let me help you with
your bag. Oh, no, Michael, that's cool.

Come on, man, I'll help you. No, man,
let go of it!

Lord,

we're at the 25th...

Okay, so now you know.

Hey, Cletus, man, I don't get it. I
thought black falcons didn't steal.

That's right, brother, but I ain't a
black falcon no more.

I got tired of being half full for the
cause and getting by on chump change.

So I decided that the only cause worth
fighting for is me.

Cletus, you didn't have to steal.

Maybe, but I wanted my bread in one big
loaf, not one lousy slice at a time.

Yeah, well, take your bread and get out
of here before I turn both of y 'all

into a jam sandwich.

Hey, easy now.

I ain't here to put you through no
changes.

In fact, I'm willing to offer you top
dollar for temporary room and board.

What do you say to five big ones?

What you say to these five big ones?

Hey, don't y 'all need the money?

Not that kind, Queers.

Now, will you just leave?

But, Aunt Florida.

We blurred.

Yeah, and yours is going to be all over
here if you don't hit that door. Now

split, man.

Cletus, will you please go? I don't want
nothing to do with you. And I feel

sorry for your mama.

It's going to break her heart when she
finds out what you've done.

No chance of me staying. Not in one
piece. Now hit the door, man. Cool, man,

cool. I guess I ain't wanted here, so
I'll just split.

One thing I don't need right now, it's
more trouble. Hey, Cletus, man, I'm

disappointed in you. I thought you were
a black fucking willing to help the

people in their problems.

Hey, man, what you doing? Get off of me.

God, Cletus, what are you doing?

I'm just taking my little cuz here for a
little walking insurance.

I mean, I'm going to make sure that you
don't call the fuzz.

Oh, we won't call the police on us.

Cletus, please.

Yeah, let him go.

He's never harmed you.

And I ain't going to harm him either so
long as y 'all keep cool.

And like I said, he's my insurance
policy.

Hey, Flo girl, I was...

You're gonna drop your butt in that
chair right over there.

You telling me to drop my butt in that
chair? You got it.

Dropping my butt in the chair.

That's it.

Nice and quiet.

Matter of fact, it's too quiet.

Turn on the stereo.

The stereo?

The stereo.

Yeah. Give me a little exit music.

I mean, make things sound normal around
here. Dig?

Yeah, I dig.

We don't want no trouble, please.

We don't want no trouble. Now, tell me.

Do like you're saying. Turn on the
stereo.

Dig?

Okay, Dad.

That's just what I'll do.

Everything's cool now, honey. Okay.

Rita, the Jets don't understand.

You were always such a good boy.

You had dreams and ideals.

What happened, son?

Do you know what it's like out there in
Florida?

I mean, scratching and scrounging for
every little penny.

I mean, what you gotta do to make it if
you're poor today?

Damn if I know, Cleta. See, we so rich,
we don't know.

up here in this big penthouse on
Lakeshore Drive, and all we do all day

son, is eat caviar, count our stocks,
and bonds.

What the hell would we know about being
a cop?

Huh?

Yeah,

come on in.

Do you mind if we make another telephone
call?

We've been waiting downstairs, and that
cab still hasn't shown up.

Yeah, but look who has.

Hey, what do you know? Cletus Jackson.

J .J., get the suitcase with the money
in it.

Ah, here's his gun. You did have to
remember that, didn't you, Dad? Get the

suitcase, Dad.

Just jiving, just jiving. Hello, this is
Special Investigator Monroe, FBI.

We've got an emergency here. We need
transportation fast.

963 North Gilbert Avenue. You got it?

Thank you.

Okay, let's go.

Thanks a lot for helping us out, Mr.
Evans.

Yeah.

And, Mrs. Evans, I'm...

I'm sorry it turned out this way.

Sorry, bye.

Daddy? Yeah?

I want to apologize.

For what, Michael? For thinking Cletus
was a hero.

I acted just like a kid.

Oh, that's all right, son. You didn't
know no better.

But I do know one thing for sure. When
it comes to heroes, there's only one in

this house.

Well, it's nice of you to say that,
little brother.

J .J., I was talking about Daddy.

Well, now, Michael, as much as I
appreciate that, I ain't no hero.

You don't have to be no hero to catch a
chop like that.

You know, I think, son, if you're
talking about heroes, you're thinking

people like Martin Luther King or
Thurgood Marshall or Medgar Evers.

And James Evans Sr.

Right on.

James Evans Sr. You didn't say that,
Nick.

You've been outvoted.

You've been outvoted.

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

thinking how it all looks when we die.

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

making a wave when you can.

Temporary layoffs, good times.

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