All language subtitles for Different Strokes - 1x08 - Retrospective ( Part 1 )

♪ Now the world don't move
to the beat of just one drum

♪ What might be right for
you may not be right for some

♪ A man is born
he's a man of means

♪ Then along come two

♪ They got nothin'
but their jeans

♪ But they got Diff'rent Strokes

♪ It takes Diff'rent Strokes

♪ It takes Diff'rent
Strokes to move the world

♪ Yes, it does

♪ It takes Diff'rent
Strokes to move the world ♪

Hey.

What's the big idea?
Turn it off, come on.

Sorry, guys.

Oh, man, I gotta get
some sleep, Mr. Drummond.

I got a big ice hockey game
in the morning, in the park.

I'm sorry I woke you up, guys.

I'll tell you what happened.

I was just about to go to sleep,
when I realized something.

You had to go to the bathroom.

No.

What's going on in here? I
need to get my beauty sleep.

You really gonna
sleep that long?

I'm glad you're here, Kimberly.

I was just about to tell the boys how
great the old year's been for this family.

You guys have been living with
Kimberly and me now for exactly 56 days,

56 of the happiest
days of our lives.

That's right.

Same for us, Mr. D.

We have everything
a family could want.

Except one thing.

What's that? Some sleep.

Good night, folks. Good night.

All right.

It's kind of scary, though, to realize
how close I came to losing you fellas.

You remember the day you
came here? The very first day.

Remember?

I'm very good with doors.

Aha! You're here.

Welcome, gentlemen.

You're talking to us? Of course.

How about that, Willis?

Downtown two minutes,
and already, we're gentlemen.

Come in. Come in.

Mmm-mmm!

This is some place.

Be careful of my goldfish.
His name's Abraham.

I've never seen a
black goldfish before.

That's okay, he never saw a
rich white man before, either.

If Abraham looks like he's dead,
don't worry. He's just sleeping.

My ex-husband had
the same problem.

Oh, excuse me, boys.

Hi, sweetheart. Hello, Daddy.

Oh, they're here...

Oh, look at them,
Daddy, just look at them.

Aren't they gorgeous? Real boys.

Welcome, little brother.

Welcome, big brother.

What's she smoking?

Boys, this hurricane that just
blew in is my daughter, Kimberly.

This is Arnold and
this is Willis, Kimberly.

Hi, there. Hi.

Hi, metal mouth.

Oh, Daddy, isn't this delicious?

We've just met and already he's
insulting me like a real brother.

By the way, guys, stay out of
my room or I'll punch you out.

Willis,

there's something I
want to say to you.

You didn't even give yourself
a chance to get to know us.

The only thing I'm guilty of is trying to
make you and your brother feel at home.

Yeah, Mr. Drummond's
Santa Claus,

and you're treating
him like our old landlord.

Toys and money ain't family.

That's right, Willis, toys
and money ain't family.

Family is love and caring.

Maybe I overdid it,

but I did it because I
cared about your mother,

and now, I care about you.

But caring has to be
a two-way proposition,

and you're not even
willing to meet us halfway.

The worst part of it is, you're
only thinking about yourself.

You're not even
considering your brother.

You're just being
selfish, Willis.

Willis...

Not one word out of you, Arnold.

Does this count as a word?

If Mama was alive,

you would've got a lot
worse than a raspberry.

What you talking about?

We're here because
before Mama died,

she asked Mr. Drummond
to take care of us.

Do you think she'd send us to live
with somebody who didn't want us?

I'd do what you
tell me to do, Willis,

but you've been a sourpuss
from the minute we got here.

Mr. Drummond's right.

You're not being fair to
me or you or him. Or Mama.

Willis.

I been sitting here
soaking and thinking.

Does that mean I can say,

"Welcome aboard, Son"?

Yeah.

I got it right this time.

Yeah, you did.

I wasn't trying or
thinking of Arnold.

Hey, I can't tell you
how proud I am of you

and how glad I am that
you are staying, Willis.

Yeah, but just
remember, Mr. Drummond,

that front door is always
open any time I want to leave.

That's right, Willis. Harlem
is just a limousine ride away.

I'm sure glad we
stayed, Mr. Drummond.

Yeah. And if we can get
some sleep, I'll be even gladder.

Okay, lights out.

Oh, hi, Mrs. Garrett.

Hi, Mrs. Garrett.

I was going to complain
about noisy tenants,

but I see the
landlord is one of 'em.

We were just reminiscing about
when the boys joined the family.

That's when I joined you. Right.

What a surprise.

Without even a husband,
I suddenly had three kids.

You weren't as surprised as
Grandma was when she met the boys.

Right, Daddy?

Oh, I will never forget that.

It's so good to see you, Mother.

Let's both sit down.

All right.

There's something
I want to tell you.

Oh? Yes.

There has been quite
a big change in my life.

I have two sons now.

Two sons?

You... You got married
and didn't invite me?

No. No. I'm not married.

Oh, you little devil, you!

You mean it's one of those
modern arrangements?

No, no. Not that, either.

Oh?

You see, my two boys are...

Yes?

Well, they're...

Maybe you better just see them for
yourself, and make up your own mind.

Arnold. Willis.

You're just gonna
love them, Mother.

They're bright,
delightful, full of fun.

They're a wonderful
addition to our family.

Mother, these are my
two boys, Willis and Arnold.

What a pleasant surprise.

Now, that's what
I call a surprise.

Now, you just relax,
Grandma, we'll take care of you.

Now, we know all
about old ladies.

We got lots of them in Harlem.

Oh, you dummy.

You don't remind old
ladies that they're old ladies.

They already know
they're old ladies.

Well, they called mama an old lady
and she worked till the day she died.

Mr. Drummond's mother never
did a lick of work in her whole life.

I beg to correct you, young man.

I'll have you know I worked
as a volunteer during the war.

Is that the one the South lost?

Yeah, you guys sure won
my mother over in a hurry.

Which gives me a great idea.

What about writing her a letter
on that typewriter she gave you?

Sure. And I'll tell her how
you're keeping us awake.

Okay, I can take a hint.

And, Willis, you
can tell Grandma

thanks for the terrific
ski jacket she gave me.

Okay.

I thanked her for the
French perfume she sent me.

I already got results.

What does that
mean, Mrs. Garrett?

Oh, while at the market, while
I was squeezing the tomatoes,

the manager was
trying to squeeze me.

Hey, you know what else
would be a terrific idea?

Write a thank you note to the
Thompsons for their present.

Yeah. You guys almost ended
up living with them instead of us.

Yeah.

Hey, don't lay that one on me.

Blame the engineer up
there with the one-track mouth.

What you talkin' about?

That was one of the worst days of my
life, the day that social worker came here.

Mine, too.

Sorry to keep you
waiting, Mr. Drummond.

Yeah. We would
have been here sooner,

but we were up there
counting our blessings.

Boys, there is someone
here I want you to meet.

This is Arnold. And
this is Willis Jackson.

Boys, this is Ms. Aimsly, a social worker,
who's come to pay our happy home a visit.

How do you do? I'm happy Willis.

And I'm delirious Arnold.

Charmed, I'm sure.

You're Arnold. You're Willis.

Yes, ma'am.

We also got a happy
goldfish named Abraham.

So you boys are really
happy living here?

If this was heaven,
I'd kill myself tomorrow.

Oh, yes. Yes, of course. Willis? Arnold?
Would you come down here, please?

Oh, Jeffrey, look at
the darling little one.

This darling little
one is my goldfish.

I'm the darling next size up.

Boys, I want you to meet
Mr. and Mrs. Thompson.

This is Arnold.
And this is Willis.

Hello, Arnold, Willis.

Hi. How do you do?

And they're simply
marvelous boys.

I'm in love with them already.

Well, we're packed and
ready to make tracks.

Yeah, well, tell us something
about yourselves. How old are you?

Eight, trying for nine.

I'm 13. Trying
to get out of here.

Well, I know we're going to
make one big happy family.

I'm sure.

As I told you yesterday, Mr. Drummond,
black children belong with black families.

You said that?

That's right.

You said Mr. Drummond said that.

He did say it. What do
you want, an instant replay?

Hold it, boys. What did I say?

You said that black children
belong with black families.

I heard you say it.

You boys started all this
because you thought...

Arnold, you little... Dummy.

Thank you, Willis.

Come here, Arnold.

Oh, Arnold, you only overheard
a part of the conversation.

I was merely repeating what this
rather opinionated lady here said.

I am not opinionated.

I was merely repeating
what the computer said.

You can tell your computer
to go suck a lemon.

Willis.

Arnold, what you did
was a very natural mistake.

I mean, sometimes people
hear a part of a conversation,

and they jump to
the wrong conclusion.

Why, when I was only nine,
I overheard my father talking,

and I was sure he
wanted to sell me.

How much did he get for you?

No, it wasn't me, it
was just some stock.

But I learned a very
important lesson.

Misunderstandings do occur.

But see, when you love someone,

well, then, you discuss it first
before you do anything about it.

Do you hear that, lame brain?

Yeah, I heard.

I guess there's only one thing
bigger than my ears. My mouth.

Mr. Drummond, will you
take me and shorty here back?

Willis, if you boys had left, I was
thinking about leaving with you.

Yeah.

I know how to keep
Arnold's mouth out of trouble.

How about fillin' it with some hot
chocolate, ice cream and cake?

Thanks, Mrs. Garrett, but I'm afraid
the boys have to get some sleep.

They've got a hockey
game tomorrow.

Who, us?

I just remembered, I sleep
better on a full stomach.

Now, he tells us.

Do you remember the time Arnold
couldn't sleep and kept us all awake

for two whole nights?

What you talkin'
about, Kimberly?

I'll tell you what
you talkin' about.

When Willis gave your doll Homer
away to Kimberly's charity drive at school.

Oh.

Don't remind us.

Hi, Willis. What's new?

Isn't it about time you
stopped sneakin' around?

I wasn't sneakin' around.

I thought I heard
mice in my socks.

It's about time you stopped
sleepin' with that doll.

Me sleepin' with
a doll? What doll?

Where do you see a doll?

Right here. You're
sleepin' with this doll.

Are you accusin' me of
sleepin' in that drawer?

You're the only one
in the family who could.

Look at this ratty, old thing.

You tryin' to tell me
I'm dreamin' this?

I'm givin' it my best shot.

Kimberly is
collecting old things

for her charity
sale at her school.

Yeah. I'm counting on you guys

to donate something
you don't need.

Will you take Willis?

Hey, Arnold, what about that
beat-up doll you sleep with?

Doll? Who sleeps
with a doll? What doll?

And who's got a doll?

The one you keep
in the dresser drawer.

The one with the yellow hat.

Nobody knows, huh?

You told. I didn't
open my mouth.

Then your mouth
has a real bad leak.

It's gone. Where
is it? It's not in here.

It's gone! We've
been robbed! Robbers!

Huh? We been
ripped off! Robbers!

Robbers? Where?

Don't touch nothin'.

You'll mess up the
fingerprints. They got Homer.

Homer?

Arnold, you little dummy.

Don't "dummy" me, they're
holding my doll for ransom.

Boys, what's the matter here?

Somebody stole my doll.

Willis gave me
Homer for charity.

Who said you could
give my doll away?

Now, Arnold, this morning at
breakfast, in front of everybody,

you said that you
were a big boy now

and that you were
giving Homer up.

Don't you guys know when a little
kid is bluffin' to save his reputation?

Arnold, you're gonna end up
a 35-year-old man with a wife,

two kids, and a doll?

You can have my
wife and two kids.

I just want my doll!

Arnold, Arnold, this is
easily solved. Kimberly...

This kid doesn't miss a trick.

Well, did you find
him? Did you find him?

Miles Monroe always
gets his doll, kid.

Well, isn't there anything you
want to say to Mr. Monroe, Arnold?

Yeah. This ain't my doll.

What are you
talking about, Arnold?

This ain't Homer.

Aha, it looks like Homer to me.

It looks like Homer,
but it ain't Homer.

Oh, Arnold, how can you tell?

When a guy sleeps with a doll
for eight years, he gets to know.

Tough luck, Drummond.

Guess that's 200
clams down the old toilet.

Well, thanks anyway.

Stop by my office tomorrow and my
secretary will have a check for you.

And I'm sorry about the kid.

That's the trouble with
being a private eye.

I get so emotionally
involved with the kids.

You're right, Arnold.

This isn't your doll and I'm
sorry that I tried to trick you.

I only did it because it's
impossible to find Homer again,

and we're all so worried
because you hadn't slept.

Homer's gone forever.

Listen, Arnold,

I know it's hard, but
sometimes in life,

we have to say
goodbye to things.

Even things that we love a lot.

That's part of growing up.

But you don't
have to have a doll

or anything else to
hold onto to feel secure,

and to help you go to sleep.

You're surrounded by
people who love you.

And that's the greatest
security there is.

He's asleep.