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Michael, would you set the table
for me please?

I'm looking to see if anybody
needs some part-time help.

I do!

Now, will you set the table?

Gal, all you had to do was ask.

I did!
Get out of here.

Don't anybody make a move!

I want to remember the sight
of my humble beginnings.

Great! 'Cause you're
just in time

to take out
the humble garbage.

Thelma, forget
the humble garbage.

I've just scored
the winning touchdown

and I'm dancing
in the end zone!

J.J., man,
what are you talking about?

Mr. Miguel, Thelma,

your illustrious brother,
the Ebony Prince,

has just gotten
a promotion!

All right!
All right!

J.J.:
That's right!
That's right!

All right!
Yeah!

This calls for
a celebration.

Ooh, yeah!
How y'all doin'?

Am I in time for the
celebration?

Just in time,
Willona.

Thelma, go get our
good champagne-glasses.

And get the jelly
out the bottom of them, will ya?

Well, if we're
going to celebrate,

champagne is
the way to go.

By the way,
what are we celebrating?

Well, you see what happened,
Willona,

is that the big boss
called us all in today,

told us there's going to be
a promotion to

Assistant Art Director.
That means a raise.

And I am the
"raise-ee!"

Wait a minute, J.J.

You said, "us."

Who else did he tell?

Oh, Russell,
Raymond, Tom,

a few of the other
knuckleheads

around the office, you know.
Oh, J.J.!

You're just
in the running for it?

We thought you
already had the gig.

Willona,
can you imagine Mr. G

giving that raise
to anybody else?

Mm-hm.

Thelma, could you bring
down them champagnes?

I got a toast to make,
here.

Look at this,
Mr. Miguel.

Imported champagne!

Imported?

J.J.,
it's from Cucamonga.

Look, Michael, you're
a little young for all this,

so you're gonna have some
Kool-Aid, okay?

Kool-Aid?
All right, here we go, here.

Pouring the champagne.

A-ha.
Look out.

Now here's
the toast: Look out!

That's enough!
All right, then.

Look out, tongue.
Watch out, belly.

Here come the champagne,
mixed with a little jelly.

[IN UNISON]
All right!

Uh-huh.

Now, here's to that
pot of gold

at the end
of the rainbow

that Mom and Dad
always wanted.

I'll drink
to that.

[GAGS]

[COUGHS]

If this is the good life,

I don't like the taste of it.

Cucamonga!

Here you go,
Veronica.

Thanks, Carmen.
Uh-huh.

Hey, Veronica.
Hi, J.J.

Mmm...

Oh, hey,
lover boy.

Hey there, Carmen.

What's shakin'?

What are you doing here
so early?

Well, I'm here to
clean out my desk.

You going
somewhere?

That's right, mama.

I'm moving up!

Didn't you hear
about that promotion?

J.J., there are six others
in line for that job.

You mean,
the also-rans?

Mama, to show you
how sure I am

about gettin'
that promotion,

what do you say me and you
go out on Saturday night,

and skip the light fandango.

Just me and you?

Why not?
Ow!

Now you're coming
back to your senses.

Well,

if it isn't tall,
bronze and good lookin'.

Thank you very much,
Raymond.

I meant Carmen.

You know, Raymond,
for a man in your position,

it's not wise to curry
the disfavor of higher-ups.

What higher-up?

Me!

Raymond,
didn't you hear

about that promotion,
my good man?

Well, I'd better get back
to my switchboard.

I'll see you later,
J.J.

[BARKING]

Boy, this must be
my lucky day!

First a raise,

now a promotion,

then a date with
a classy chick like Carmen.

How much pleasure
can one man handle?

I wouldn't get my hopes up
over that job.

Why?

You think you gonna get it?

[WHEEZING LAUGHTER]

I have about as much chance
as you, brother,

and that's zero.

Hey, man.

Now, let's not go laying
that prejudice stuff on me.

You know this company
has never come on like that.

Agreed, brother,

or we wouldn't
be working here.

But, whoever gets this gig
as Assistant Art Director

has to deal with
several accounts

that I'm not so sure about.

You mean, no blacks?

[BRITISH ACCENT]
By Jove, I think he's got it.

You mean, if I was president
of a big company,

and I was dealing with Arab oil,

I wouldn't hire a dude named
Sam Ginsberg?

Now I know
he's got it!

Listen, J.,

if you were captain
of a sinking ship,

and you had room on your
lifeboat for only one more,

who would you
give the seat to:

A black man,
or a white man?

According to you,
that would never happen.

Why you say that?

'Cause they'd never
make one of us captain!

Morning, fellas.

Morning,
Mr. Galbraith.

Hey, there, Mr. G.

What can we
do you out of?

Well, I got a little problem,
fellas.

I need a rush job
on a paste up.

It's the ad campaign
for that new instant stuffing.

Love their slogan:

Take it and stuff it!

Don't worry, Mr. G.

I'll have it
out for you

if it takes me
all night long.

Oh, thank you, J.J.

You're a very industrious
young man.

Hiring you was
one of my better decisions.

Ha, ha, ha.

Uh, Mr. G.!

Could I ask you
kind of a personal question?

Any time, J.J.

Uh, how personal?

Well, there's a rumor
going around the office--

It's not true!

My secretary and I
are just friends.

No, it's not that rumor,
Mr. G.

It's about the promotion.

You see, there are
certain people

around here, that think
you won't give that job

to a black person.
Now, see,

I knowyou're not prejudiced,

but that's what the
scuttlebutt is.

Well, you're right,
J.J.

I certainly
am not prejudiced.

Ha, ha, ha.

However, I probably won't
give that job to a black.

Ha, ha, ha.

I'm sorry about this,
J.J.

but I'm sure you'd rather
have me be straight with you.

You see, this company's success
depends on the good will

of all our accounts.

I just couldn't stay in business

if some of them didn't approve
of my Assistant Art Director.

Yeah, but Mr.--

I'm really sorry.

I don't like that league,

but I have to play ball.

Well, if you the one
playin' ball,

how come I'm the one
strikin' out?

Ohhh...

those chilidogs!

Ohhh...

What's the matter,
you have a stomach ache?

Thelma, it's not an ache,
it's a revolution.

The kraut and the Kool-Aid are
fighting the chilidogs

to see which one
kicks out the onion rings.

J.J., man, I don't know
why you eat that junk

this late at night, anyway.

Michael,
I was working late.

And besides,
I'd get a lot sicker

if I was eating
Thelma's cooking.

Well, I hope your chilidogs
have puppies.

Well, I'm about ready
to hit the sack too, J.J.

You coming?

Michael, hold it.
Yeah?

If you were the captain
of a sinking ship,

and you only had one seat left
on your lifeboat,

who would you give it to:

a black man,
or a white man?

Well, J.J.,

my answer is...

Well, it depends.

Depends on what?

Depends on who it is.

I mean, is the black
Barbara Jordan, or Idi Amin?

Is the white
Dr. Salk, or Lester Maddox?

Oh, Michael, forget it.
Hold on, J.J.

How come all of a sudden
the interest in sinking ships?

You plan on
taking a cruise, bro?

Yeah,
to the Dead Sea.

Michael,
I'm not getting that promotion.

Why not?

Well, the boss claims he has to
give it to a white guy.

Calls it "playing ball."

Hm. I call that
foul ball.

Well, see you later,
man.

Michael?
Yeah?

You ever wonder
what it's like to be white?

[UNDER BREATH]
Be white?

Well, J.J.,

I guess in my opinion
being white

is never having to say,

"I'm sorry,
I didn't get that promotion."

Hey, but, bro,
you've got to face the facts.

You're black, so be proud of it
and deal with it.

And remember
what Dad used to say,

"You gotta play the game with
the uniform you're issued"?

Yeah.

I remember him
saying that.

He also used to say,

"Take it easy
on those chili dogs!"

See you later,
big bro.

Okay, Michael.

Oh boy...

chilidog rebellion.

Oh... I wonder who
I'd give that seat to.

Probably the ship's doctor.

I don't know.

I wouldn't want to be involved
in that captain business,

going down with the ship,
and all that mess.

Not me.

Attention all hands...

the boat's sinking.

Brothers and sisters first!

I wonder what it's like
to be white...

THELMA:
J.J., get up now!

J.J., I said get up!

J.J., I said to get up, now.

I said to get up!

Get up!

Thelma, J.J. didn't sleep
too good last night.

He's worried about
that new promotion,

'cause he thinks
a white dude's gonna get it.

Oh. Well,
he sure is qualified.

I hope he gets it.

Me, too.

I'll keep
my fingers crossed.

If you
keep your fingers crossed,

you won't be able to
eat Thelma's oatmeal!

Right!

Ha, ha!
You're bad!

J.J., if you don't
get up now

you're gonna
miss my breakfast!

Now he'll never get up!

Right!

WILLONA:
You better be quiet.

J.J.,
for once and for all,

I said to get up
before you miss work.

Get up!

Ah!

Good morning,
everybody.

J.J., that's enough
of that nonsense.

Enough
of that nonsense!

Now take out those
blue contact lenses,

and wipe that clown makeup
off your face.

Lord have mercy,

the boy done
turned white!

Hey! What happened
to the Ebony Prince?

The Ebony Prince is now
the Ivory Prince.

The Ebony Prince is now
the Ivory Prince.

Hooh, child!

There's got to be
an answer. Come on.

Yeah, let's talk
about this.

There's got to be
an answer.

Hey.
Good morning, y'all.

WILLONA:
I don't know
what we gonna say...

I said good morning,
y'all.

Good morning!

Ah, excuse me.

Uh, that won't do any good.
They can't see or hear you.

Hey!

Who are you?

Don't you recognize me?

I'm you!

You can't be me!
I'm me!

Besides, uh...
you're white!

James Evans, Jr.;

this is your dream.

Remember the
chilidog?

Remember you wondered

what it would be like
to be white?

Oh yeah.

So...

You're me white,
huh?

J.J.,
what happened to you?

Maybe he's been eating
too much white bread.

J.J., when
did this happen?

And how?

Probably right after
the ship sank.

J.J., if this is
some kind of put on,

man,
it's not funny!

You know,
I think we better

take him
to a doctor.

Thelma, this is one thing
penicillin won't cure.

Man, what am I gonna
tell my friends?

I know what to
tell my friends.

I don't care if J.J.
does look like

a vanilla
ice cream cone.

I still love him.
Aw.

Well, come on,
let's sit down here, J.J.,

and figure
this thing out.

I don't know
what we gonna do.

Uh, J.J.,
why aren't you eating?

I made your favorite dish:
Oatmeal.

Sorry, but your oatmeal
doesn't appeal to me.

Well, then what does?

I have a strange craving for
eggs Benedict and prune juice.

That proves it!

He's white,
all right!

Oh, no.
A white brother!

Can you imagine
the hassles we're gonna have?

Willona, this is
gonna be tough!

Well, tough or not,
we can deal with it.

Now, whatever shade
J.J. is,

he's still a member
of this family.

Yeah, he may be
a part of the family, all right.

But how are we gonna explain
this to Alex Haley?

Well, just tell him
he got root rot!

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Who is it?

[FROM HALL]
It's me, Bookman.

Oh, it's that oaf
of a custodian.

[IN UNISON]
Oaf?!

When did I start
talking like that?

Whose dream is this, anyway?
Mine!

Then keep your
big mouth shut,

and watch
how it turns out!

Oh, excuse me, I'd like
to speak to a member

of the Evans family,
please.

Booga?
What do you want?

That's Bookman,
Ms. Woods.

Hey, don't call me Booga
in front of company.

What company?
The white dude over there.

Hey, Bookman,
that's J.J.

It can't be,

'cause J.J.'s
skinny, black,

and always has
a silly look on his face.

Well, check it out,
Booga.

Good Lord!

Two out of three.

You can't fool
Buffalo Butt!

It's me,
Bookman.

J.J.

Yeah, but--
but you're white.

Well,
what can I say?

What can one say?

Hey, man, you can't even
get that right!

Well, one can say,
"There goes the neighborhood."

And as the Duke
would say,

[MIMICKING JOHN WAYNE]
Well, you'd better be out
by sundown, kid,

because this ghetto ain't
big enough for the both of us.

Yuh-huh-huh!

Well, there's
one good thing

that's gonna come out
of all this.

What's that?
Now that J.J. is white,

he will get that promotion
for sure.

That's right, Willona!
This is, uh, fabulous!

[IN UNISON]
Fabulous?

Fabulous?
Whatever happened to

Dyn-o-mite?!

What's that?

[IN UNISON]
What's that?!

Uh, J.J.,
it is getting late,

and I think
you're gonna miss your bus.

Bus?

You must be
"jivving."

Uh, that's "jiving,"

with one "v."

Uh, that's "jiving,"
with one "v."

I'm going
to take a cab.

Oh, you the last of
the big spenders, huh?

Don't you know that taxis
are very expensive?

It costs money to be white,
Willona.

Well, I wouldn't know
about that.

Well,
I'm on my way.

J.J., good luck
on the promotion!

Thanks, Willona,
but I shall cope.

I'm the Evans family's
great white hope!

Ooh-wee!

Did you hear him?

"I'm the Evan's family's
great white hope"?

Man's in my dream,

going down to my office,
to get my promotion.

Hey!

Wait for me!

Good morning,
Carmen.

Well,
if it ain't Snow White.

Tell me, Snow,

what did you do with Happy,
Sleepy, and Dopey?

Carmen, I'm getting
that promotion today.

Why don't you come
to the house for dinner tonight?

Ha, ha. "Guess Who's
Coming to Dinner"?

No, thanks.
I saw that movie.

I don't comprehend,
Carmen.

Yesterday you were willing
to go out with me.

Well, that was then
and this is now.

Besides, you no longer
have what it takes.

What it takes
is soul.

What's that?

If you have to ask,
baby, you ain't got it!

That's telling him,
Carmen.

That's telling me.

Good morning,
darlin'.

J.J.?

Pfffft!

Hooh, hooh!

Care for a
croissant?

What ever happened to
good-old donuts?

Donuts?

Surely you jest.

Wait 'til I tell Veronica
about this.

It's not going to work,
J.J.

What's not
going to work?

Man, I expected you
to do something--

something sneaky
to get this job.

But this is
ridiculous!

You think I turned white
on purpose?

I wouldn't
put it past you.

I think he's
just mad

'cause he's not
having this dream.

Raymond, look,

some men are born white,

some achieve whiteness,

and some have whiteness
thrust upon them.

Well, since it's been
thrust upon you,

maybe you can
tell me something.

I'll try.

I've always been
a little curious.

What's it like
to be white, brother?

Well, you save a lot of time
shaking hands.

Good morning,
Raymond.

Good morning,
Mr. Galbraith.

Good morning, J.J.

Good morning, B.G.
I finished that paste up, sir.

Why don't we pour it down
the drain and see if it gurgles?

All right, we'll do just that.
Thank you.

Wait a minute.

Isn't there something
different about you?

Oh, I've got it.
That's a new jacket.

Uh, yes, sir.

Very handsome.

I see you've redecorated
your face to go with it.

You like the jacket,
Raymond?

Yeah, those are
some bad threads.

"Bad threads."

I love those expressions
you people use.

"You people"?!

You have such
picturesque speech.

Don't you agree, B.G.?
Yes.

Very colorful.

Colorful!

Uh, Mr. Galbraith just
told a joke, Raymond.

Why aren't you laughing,
old boy?

Don't call me "boy."

Sorry.
I keep forgetting

how sensitive
you people are.

"Sensitive"?

Hey,
Raymond's my buddy.

So touchy.

Coffee, B.G.?
All right.

"Touchy"?
Look here, man,

I want outta
this dream.

I've had it with this dream
up to here.

Will you keep quiet?

We're about to get
that promotion.

Hey, man,
forget the promotion.

The eggs Benedict,
the new clothes, the cab,

it's costing me
a fortune, man.

The classy black chick
I wanted to go out with

now don't wanna
go out with me anymore.

Raymond, my buddy,
is not my buddy anymore.

I want to go back
to being me, J.J.,

black J.J. Evans.

Uh, your coffee, sir.

Oh, thank you.

I just want you
to know, J.J.,

that we've been very pleased
with your work here.

Oh, thank you,
sir.

And since I've just made up
my mind who's going to be

our new Assistant Art Director,
I want you to know.

Tell him we don't want the job.
I hope I get the job, sir.

Ain't you
got ears?

There's no question that you
have the ability for the job,

but Raymond has
the ability, too.

True, but Raymond
doesn't have that little...

something extra
that I have.

But Raymond
doesn't need it.

He's getting
the promotion.

ALL:
Raymond?!

I've decided not
to knuckle under anymore.

From now on,
there's going to be

real equal opportunity
around here,

so I'm giving that job
to a black.

And I'm also
sending Sam Ginsberg

to be our man
in Saudi Arabia.

But, Mr. Galbraith,

if you wanted a black,
why didn't you say so?

I'm black!

Be a good sport, J.J.

You don't know what
I've gone through!

If you think sex change
is tough, try color!

Now I've been equal
"opportunitied"

out of a promotion.

Mr. Galbraith,
I'll prove it to you.

Put out your hands.

Only brothers know
how to soul slap, man!

Hey, listen to this:

Foxy Mama!

Say what?

Jive turkey!

None of that makes a man black,
J.J.

Raymond,
tell him!

I'm a brother!

You're not
a brother anymore.

Now, if you don't
believe that

just go look
in the mirror.

Raymond, would you kindly
step into my office,

so we can discuss
your new promotion?

Raymond,
tell him I'm black.

The mirror lies!

I'm black, Raymond!

Come on, man.

I'm black!

Take me back.

I'm black!

Take me back!

I'm black!

Take me back!

[DISTORTED]
I'm black...

I'm black...

I'm black!

Hey, J.J.

Hey, man,
wake up.

Everybody knows
you black, man.

Hey, what's all this noise
around here?

Where am I?

On the sofa,
where you slept all night.

J.J., you must have been
dreaming.

Let me see.

Ah!

It's me!

I'm black!

I'm beautiful!

I'm back!

I'm black!

I'm beautiful!

Michael, guess what!

Yeah, yeah, man,
I already know.

You're black
and you're back!

That's right!
Thelma!

I'm glad
to see me black!

I had such a nightmare!

Well, the nightmare's
not over. It's after 9:00.

After 9:00?
I've gotta call the office.

Thelma, you're not thinking of
making eggs Benedict

for breakfast are you?

Uh-uh. I'm thinking about
warming up yesterday's oatmeal.

Okay,
I'll eat it cold.

Hello, Carmen?

Yeah, J.J. here.

Uh-huh, lover boy!

Yeah, look here,

tell them not to give out
that promotion yet.

No, 'cause see,
the ebony J.J. is on his way.

Huh?!

They did?

Who got it?

Okay.

See ya later.
Bye.

You didn't get the promotion,
did ya, J.J.?

Aw, J.J.,
I'm sorry.

That's all right.

I just remember
what Dad said,

"Play with the uniform
that you were issued."

Who got the job,
a black or a white?

Another minority.

What other minority?

Veronica.

That's great!

I didn't know
a woman was up for the job, too!

Well, I would hate going through
that dream in a dress.

[***]

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