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* Any time
You meet a friend *

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* Any time
You're out from under *

* Not getting hassled
Not getting hustled *

* Keeping your head
Above water *

* Making a wave
When you can *

* Temporary layoffs *

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* Scratching and surviving *

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* Hanging
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* Ain't we lucky
We got 'em *

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* Yeah *

Where is that JJ?

My face cream is gone,
and I know he took it.

When I see him, I'm going to
knock him right upside his head!

Thelma, I took
your face cream.

You, James?

Yeah, I had two pipes
under the kitchen sink

to screw together, and I run out
of plumber's grease.

Daddy!

Oh, don't worry, baby.
First thing in the morning

I'll buy you a nice, big jar
of plumber's grease.

James, you shouldn't
tease her.

Mom, what Daddy's
talking about?

Nothing.
He heard that Flip Wilson

won't be back next year,
so he's bucking for the job.

Hi, gorgeous family.

Hello, pretty sister!

Hello, lovely Mama.

Hello, handsome Papa.

Get out your wallet, James.

That's a "Can I borrow $5?"
greeting if I ever heard one.

You can forget that,
Junior.

My wallet's so empty,
make a mugger cry.

Oh, Mama, Daddy,
I say these happy things

'cause I'm a happy person.

Today my joy is overflowing

like a garbage can
in the ghetto.

JJ, what you so happy about?

Did they remove the "Condemned"
sign from your great body?

Don't worry, Mama.
I feel so good today

I won't even bother
to tell her

that I hope her hot comb
has a short-circuit.

Junior, what is happening?

You're happier than a rooster
in a henhouse.

Family, are y'all
ready for this?

Marcy Jones is crazy about me!

Well, that's nice, JJ.

But what are we supposed to do,
fire a 21-gun salute?

Come on, JJ.
Stop fooling yourself.

Marcy Jones is the most popular
chick in school.

She won the class beauty contest
this year.

Now how did a girl like that
ever notice you?

Simple. When you're on top
of the heap,

all you notice is top
of the other heap.

And the minute
our eyes heaped,

I knew she was Gladys Knight
and I was the Pips.

Boy, Junior, you are something
else with them chicks.

I tell you, I can't keep up
with you without a scorecard.

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

My motto used to be, "A chick
a day keeps Dullsville away."

But ever since
I met Marcy Jones,

it's "El Permanente."

I don't believe
what I'm hearing.

Marcy Jones wouldn't
give you the time of day.

Well, for you information,
little sister,

she not only gave me
the time of day,

she will be here in
approximately 10 minutes.

What's she coming here for?

She heard about
my ebony genius on canvas.

And she asked me
to paint her portrait.

Oh, that's a nice idea.
Yeah.

And you know how them models
and artists work.

Paint 15 minutes,
rest 15 minutes.

Paint 15 minutes,
rest 15 minutes.

And you'd be surprised

how much I can squeeze
in those rest stops.

Oh, Dad, could I borrow
your aftershave lotion?

For what?
This ain't your week to shave.

Well, when you're taking out
a girl like Marcy,

you even shave
on your off-weeks.

Well, take it easy
on that stuff.

You got to give Marcy
a fighting chance.

Thelma...

what is this Marcy like?

Beats me, Ma.

Every time she passes me
in school, she never speaks.

All I know is that she can have
her pick of any dude in school.

And she picked JJ?
This I can't believe.

It don't surprise me none.
Look who his daddy is.

Boy, Junior reminds me of myself
when I was his age.

A kid back on that farm
in Mississippi.

There wasn't one girl
who didn't want to--

Didn't want to what,James?

Didn't...didn't like me.

Well, why not, baby? I was young
and handsome and muscular.

And modest.

That too.

Oh, you know
what I mean, baby.

Any kid his age
has got to sow some wild oats.

From the way you talking,
you sound like

you worked the whole farm
by yourself.

Baby, that was
a long time ago.

Once I met you,
my whole life changed.

Threw away
all of my farming tools.

You just made me
change my mind.

About what?

About burning your dinner.

Hi!

Sorry, I didn't know the movie
already started.

Willona, sometimes I think
you wait outside that door

till it's the worst minute
to come in here.

From what I just saw,
it's one of the bettertimes.

Okay, Willona, what has
the roving reporter

got to say today?

No news, just one question--
what is happening with JJ?

I passed him in the hallway
a little while ago,

and I spoke, you know.

He just walked by singing.

* Let's get it on *

Girl, JJ has got himself
another girl.

Well, she must have
his nose wide open.

'Cause he was pushing
the down button on the elevator,

and he was in the basement
at the time.

Yeah, JJ says,
"This is the biggie."

Oh!
"El Permanente."

Whoo!
17, what a great age.

I'd give anything
to be able to buy back

the last 10 years
and be 17 again.

Well, I hope you got
heavy cash, Willona,

'cause you got a whole lot
of buying back to do.

That's cold.

And you supposed to be
my best friend.

All right. Remember when
we was 17 years old, Florida?

And we double-dated.

And there wasn't a dude
who didn't--

Didn't what?

Uh...didn't want to date us.

I kind of
played the field myself.

Florida was sweet
on some dude.
Willona.

What's his name?
Fred Thompson.

Let's hear some more about this
what's-his-name Fred Thompson.

Oh, I could tell you a whole lot
about him and Florida.

Willona.

He was the finest, sharpest dude
you ever laid your eyes on.

Florida just melted every time
he walked into the room.

Hey, you just cool it
on that stroll down memory lane.

Since I met you, honey,
I never even gave

Fred Thompson a thought
until she mentioned it just now.

Well, good enough.

That's why in the morning,
I'm going right in there

and tear up that picture of him
that's hidden in my drawer.

You can tear
his picture up now!

Well, I'm going to, uh,
leave this movie.

This is where I came in.

You two are the mushiest,
kissing old folks

I ever seen in my life.

Kissing, kissing,
kissing, kissing.

[DOOR CLOSES]

You know,
this here is crazy.

Junior's the one
that's supposed to be in love.

We doing all the kissing.

"Thanks! I needed that."

Hey, Junior, you all finished
shaving and lotioning?

Also under-armed.

That green deodorant of yours
is right on, Daddy.

Green deodorant?
That was my mouthwash, fool!

Well, I guess
I'll just put my arms

around her a lot,
and postpone the kissing.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

That's her.
Now take it easy.

When a fox like that is calling,
she deserves the honor

of having her own very special,
private wolf answer the door.

Hi, JJ!

Hi. JJ?

[DAZED VOICE]
Hi, Marcy. Come in.

I'm right on time.

I mean,
you're right on time.

Oh, I can't wait
to get started, JJ.

Brought my baddest dress
to pose in.

Hope it's all right
with you, JJ.

Anything you wear
is all right with me.

Even if you didn't
wear anything,

it would be all right
with me.

I mean-- Uh, uh, uh...

I want you to meet
my mother and my father.

Okay.

Uh, this one's my mother.

Hi, Marcy.
Hello, Mrs. Evans.

And this one's my father.

Oh, hi, Marcy.

How do you do, Mr. Evans?

Oh, now I can see
where JJ gets all his charm.

Well, thanks.

I must say, it's hard to believe
you're JJ's father.

You look so young.

Marcy, I'm going to make you
immortal on canvas.

When I get through
with that painting,

you going to make
the Mona Lisa

look like Moms Mabley
without her teeth in.

Aw, JJ, you too much.

I know!

Oh, uh, Marcy, I want you
to meet my kid sister, Thelma.

You don't have to
introduce me to Thelma.

We talk in school all the time.
Hey, girl, how you doing?

Oh, fine, Marcy.

Um...JJ,
where can I change?

Right in Thelma's room, baby.
Right through there.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Evans.

If you need anything else,
just holler, hear?

Oh, I sure will.
[JAMES CHUCKLES]

Oh, JJ, I'm going
to change my clothes.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought you said she hardly
speaks to you in school.

She doesn't, Ma.
I don't get her.

Well, wasn't she everything
I told you she was?

She seemed like
a real nice girl.

Real sweet, well-behaved
and respectful to her elders.

Especially the male elder,

who looks too young
to have a son.

She is pure dy-no-mite!

That's how come
I made up my mind.

About what?

When I finish that painting,
I'm going to pop the question.

What?!

I'm going to ask her
to go steady.

Changing her clothes
in that room right now

could be the future
Mrs. James Evans Jr.

And standing right here,
having a fit,

is the present
Mrs. James Evans Sr.

Baby, Junior must be
in love.

This is the first girl
he ever painted

that wasn't 8-feet tall
and shooting a basketball.

Well, James, I don't like it.
I been watching this Marcy.

I been watching her too.

Aw, no, no. I mean,

I been watching how nice
a girl she is, baby.

I don't understand why
you keep putting her down.

Well, there's
just something wrong

with the two of them
going together.

But why? They're both
the same age. They're 17.

Yeah. Marcy is 17 going on 30.

JJ is 17, looks 15 and acts 12.

Baby, they're just two kids
that dig each other.

Ain't nothing wrong
with that.

I think you're getting upset
about nothing.

Why don't you just
flap your wings

over to the refrigerator
and get me a beer, hear?

Careful, James.
Them ain't my wings.

I know!

Come on, JJ, you been in there
a half-hour now.

What you doing?

I'm taking a bubble bath!

Stop yelling! You just busted
one of my bubbles!

Ma, tell him to get
out of there.

Now, honey,
you can't complain,

all the time you spend
in the bathroom.

That's right, Thelma.

This is a big moment
in your brother's life.

He's in love.
He should look good.

Ma, this whole thing with him
and Marcy is getting ridiculous.

I don't know what she wants
with him, anyway.

Now wait a minute, Thelma.

Don't go putting
your brother down now.

Junior's got a lot on the ball.
Got a good sense of humor,

he's bright, he can be charming
when he wants to be.

Of course, he's got
that gift with the girls

that he inherited
from his old man.

I think you're
working the farm again.

Hi, everybody.
Where's Romeo the Casanova?

He's in there gussying up
for Marcy.

You know, this girl just might
be Miss El Permanente,

'cause JJ came to my boutique
last night,

and he bought this slave key
for Marcy.

He did?
Mm-hm.

And I had it engraved
just like he wanted, see?

"To M.
with eternal love, JJ."

James, this is getting
out of hand.

Aw, now, baby, calm down.

You know, the thing
I can't figure out, though,

is how could he afford this?

This thing looks expensive.

Well, we sell 'em for $10.

But I gave it to him
at the wholesale price.

Eighty-three cents.

Eighty-three cents?

Yeah, and with the 50 cents
I loaned him, he just made it.

Whoo! Florida,

the way kids
move these days,

it won't be long
before you'll be a grandmother.

And I just had
a horrible thought.

What?

A girl my age
is much too young

to be the best friend
of a grandmother.

Oh, you!

Well, I got to go,
but I'll be back later

to see if Romeo made it
up to Juliet's balcony, dig?

James, this ain't funny.
Now it's a slave key.

Baby, kids always giving
them things to each other.

That don't mean
they tied together.

Ma, JJ must be crazy,
thinking about getting serious.

I don't intend to get serious
for at least another six months.

Junior, you are clean
to the bone!

Don't I know it!

Well, we got more than 200 days
to Christmas,

but already we got ourselves
a decorated tree.

JJ, where'd you get
the threads?

Don't touch. Just look.
Touching is reserved for Marcy.

Here is your slave key.
Willona brought it over.

Hey, thanks, Mama.
Now that's class.

Mmm.

Now when I hang this gold chain
around Marcy's neck,

she got to say yeah.

You better hurry,

or else that fake gold is
going to turn her neck green.

Oh, Ma.

[SNIFFS]
Hey, JJ,
you got on my perfume!

Yeah. It didn't say
how many drops to use,

so I just emptied
the bottle.

Emptied the bottle?
It cost $2.95 for six ounces!

When you're in love,
money doesn't matter.

Yeah, but it's my money!

That's why
it doesn't matter.

JJ, I want to talk to you
serious for a minute.

Don't you think
you're rushing things?

Mama, I'm 17. She's 17.
Together that makes us 34.

We're way over
the legal age limit.

We may even get married.

Married?
Oh, JJ, don't talk crazy.

Where would the two
of you live?

Easy, Mama. We'll figure
someplace close to home,

like Thelma's room.

Myroom?

And where am I
supposed to sleep?

In the bathroom.

You live in there.

You might as well
sleep in there.

Now, Mama, Marcy's going to be
here in a few minutes,

and we'd like to be alone.

Now, JJ--
Now thanks, Mama!

Y'all excuse me.
I got to go chill the Kool-Aid.

James, I ain't leaving
this house.

Me neither!

Baby, we can't blame the boy
for wanting to be alone.

Maybe he's entitled
to some privacy.

You know how it was
when we was going together.

We was doing
all that heavy courting.

That night I talked
your mother and father

into leaving the house
so we could be alone and we--

Hell, no.
We ain't going nowhere.

Y'all ain't gone yet?

We ain't going, JJ.

But, Mama--
[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Now that's her now. This is
a big occasion in my life,

and we'd like
a little privacy.

We going to give you
all the privacy you need.

Thanks, Ma!

Come on, Thelma, y'all,
let's go in the kitchen.

Some privacy.

I might as well pop the question
at Wrigley Field.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Hey, JJ!
Hey, Marcy.

Oo-ee! You mighty sharp.

Heh-heh.
Just a little something I...

threw on.

Why don't you come
and sit down, my dear?

Okay.

Hi, Mr. Evans, Mrs. Evans,
Thelma.

Marcy.

To put us in the mood
for what I'm about to say...

Ahem.

I wrote this little poem
especially for you.

Y'all folks can't hear me,
can you?

Mnh-mnh.
Uh-uh.

Good.

How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways

I love you
For your skin's pure sheen,

For your two sweet lips
With teeth in between

I love you
For your gorgeous bod

And for your hair
That is strictly mod

I love you
In all kinds of weather

'Cause, baby,
You is all together.

Aw, JJ, that's...
that's pretty.

Just a little something I wrote
while I was bubble-bathing.

Oh, JJ, I just love
sitting here talking,

but don't you think
we should work on the painting?

Ooh, I can't wait
to get it finished.

Marcy, baby,
it isfinished.

It is?
It is.

I put the finishing touches
on it yesterday after you left.

Oh, JJ, it's out of sight!

I'm glad you like it, Marcy.
It's yours.

Oh, I love it!

Ooh, and George
is going to really love it.

George?

Yes. He my boyfriend.
My main man.

And he's graduating
high school.

I'm giving him this painting
for his graduation present.

But, Marcy, I thought
me and you were, uh...

Oh, JJ, you are
a great artist. Ohh!

I don't know
how to thank you.

Wait till George
sees this painting.

Oh, bye, Mr. Evans,
Mrs. Evans.

Be talking to you
in school, Thelma.

[DOOR SHUTS]

Oh, JJ, baby.
I am so sorry.

And I was going to
give her this.

Oh, Junior, don't let it
get you down, son.

Someday you'll meet a girl
like your mother,

and you'll be just fine.

JJ, it's not
the end of the world.

It is.
I'm just going to sit here

and drink myself
into a Kool-Aid coma.

Now, JJ...

she's just one girl.

There'll be a lot of other girls
before you're through.

No, Mama.
I'm finished with women.

Oh, now come on, Junior.

There's more than one fish
in the sea, man.

No, I mean it. That's it.

Finito.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

JJ the Hermit speaking.

Oh, hi, Charlotte!

How you doing, baby?

Oh, yeah, well,
I'm usually busy

around this time of the day,
but if you got an extra ticket,

I'll be happy
to go along with you.

Uh, can I have
a little privacy, please?

Uh, Charlotte,

I wrote this little poem
especially for you.

How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways

I love you
For your skin's pure sheen

[SOUND DROPS OUT]

Hi, Ma. Hi, Dad.

Hey, Junior.
How'd your date go?

Hi, son.
Did you have a nice time?

Sure did.
The concert was groovy,

and I gave Charlotte
my slave key.

She liked it so much,

she spent a half-hour kissing me
a thank-you note.

You know, Florida, that's some
boy you brought into this world.

I know!

* Mmmm *

* Just looking out
Of the window *

* Watching the asphalt grow *

* Thinking how it all looks
Hand-me-down *

* Good Times
Good Times *

* Keeping your head
Above water *

* Making a wave
When you can *

* Temporary layoffs *

* Good Times *

NARRATOR:
Good Times is recorded
on tape

before a live audience.

* Ain't we lucky
We got 'em *

* Good Times *