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* Good times
Any time you meet a payment *

* Good times
Any time you need a friend *

* Good times *

* Any time you're
Out from under *

* Not gettin' hassled
Not gettin' hustled *

* Keepin' your head
Above water *

* Makin' a wave when you can *

* Temporary layoffs
Good times *

* Easy credit ripoffs
Good times *

* Scratchin' and survivin'
Good times *

* Hangin' in a chow line
Good times *

* Ain't we lucky we got 'em *

* Good times **

What are you sitting
there for, J.J.?

Breakfast
is finished.

I'm waiting
for dessert.

J.J., there ain't
no such thing

as dessert
with breakfast.

How about a Twinkie
dipped in oatmeal?

Well it's not in
the Galloping Gourmet's

recipe book.

Now, get ready
for school.

Aw, Ma, but
my stomach's

really empty.

With you,

an empty stomach
only means

that the rest
of your body

is catching up
to your head.

Now I know the day has begun.

The sun's come up,
and the big mouth is open.

All right kids,
that's enough of that.

Hey, J.J., don't you
know what's going on?

The Defendersaid that
there's a big food price crunch

in the country.

Yeah, and folks like us
are the crunchees,

but the President
has a solution for it.

He says we've just got
to bite the bullet.

Bite the bullet?
We already down to the powder.

Now, our food
may not be fancy,

but it's nutritious
and filling.

Yeah, I had
enough to eat.

So did I.

I can't help it
if y'all easy to fill up.

Me, I'm like a Cadillac.

I need a lot of fuel

before my luxury body
can move out of park

and comfortably glide
down the freeway of life.

Well, here's
a solution

for your little
fuel problem.

Next time you're gliding
down the freeway of life,

get off at the exit
marked "part-time job."

Ma, I been out there looking,

but there ain't nothing
out there part-time,

spare-time, or no time at all.

He's right, Ma.

The Defendersays that
the average unemployment figure

for black teenagers is 35%,

and the government's
unemployment figure

for all blacks is 11%.

Well, we're getting up
in the world.

Two years ago,
we were 10% of the population.

Now, we're 11%
of the unemployed.

Here's some
good news.

It says here
the stock market's

down 15 points.

Well, what's good
about that?

We don't own no stocks.

Well, we may be
taking that plunge

on the stock market soon

if everything works
out all right.

Your daddy is up
for a big job

in that
department store,

and I may be up
for something big too.

You are?
Really?

What?

Well, I didn't want to say
nothing about it,

but Willona told her boss
that I was good at sewing,

and I might get a job
altering clothes

in her boutique.

All right.

That's great!

When it comes
to altering clothes, Ma,

you're the best.

Because my blue turtleneck,
every time I wear it,

people give me
compliments on it,

and little will they ever know

that that's half
of Thelma's old gym shorts.

And the other half is my shorts.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

I'll get it, Ma.

Hello, Evans residence.

Oh, hi.

No.

No.

No.

Yeah, bye.

What was that all about?

That was that old ugly
Charlotte McDaniel.

I told her,

no, I wouldn't walk her
to school this morning,

no, I wouldn't
play with her at recess,

no, I wouldn't
walk her home after school,

and, yeah,
if she calls here again,

I'm not going to talk to her.

Girls, yuck!

I ain't got time
for none of that mushy stuff.

The 12-year-old mind,
a thing of pure beauty.

Except when it's trapped
in an 18-year-old body.

Ma, I'm going to school early,

so I won't have to bump into
that dumb Charlotte.

Later, y'all.
Okay, love.

Hi. Bye, Willona.

Whoo-wee! He just set
a new world's record

for the least time elapsed
between hi and bye.

Good morning,
everybody.

Hi, Willona.

Well, I'm all ready
to go down to the boutique

to see about that job.

I got up real early
and did my hair.

It may not look like much now,

but wait until you see it
when I go outside

and let it blow in the breeze.

Oh, I remember
the last time

I let my hair
blow in the breeze.

It blew off.

The next thing I know,

some dude was driving around
with a hairy hubcap.

Willona,
you made that up.

Yeah, it was just a little joke
to, uh, soften the blow.

What are you
talking about?

Flo, honey, I don't know
how to tell you this,

but my boss
just called.

About my job.

Mm-hmm.

He couldn't afford
to hire nobody,

so he got somebody to work free.

His mama.

Damn.

Ma...

Not in front
of the child.

Florida,
I'll tell you,

it's impossible
to get work today.

You know things are so bad,

the newspapers
are putting the want ads

in with the obituaries?

Which means employment is dead,

and since its dead,

I think I'll give it
a little service--

Hell, yes.

Brothers and sisters.

The opportunity
to get work,

so dearly beloved,
has gone,

is no longer with us.

I say, it's
no longer with us!

The other day,

I was walking
down the street

past the unemployment
office,

and there was a line
about five miles long.

People was
a'standing there hungry

looking for work,

but all the work
was already gone.

Hey!

But those of us
that are working,

we got to keep on
keeping on.

We got to keep on struggling.

We got to keep on trying.

Ah, yes, sir.

Even though our salaries,

I say, our salaries
are slowly...

slowly, slowly dying,

and all the while,

the old grim reaper
called "inflation,"

yeah, I'm talking
about inflation.

It's a'standing
right outside that door.

Standing, a'watching,
and a'waiting.

Hey! Can I get an Amen?

Amen!

Hallelujah! Hey!

The service
is now concluded.

Oh, Flo, honey,
I'm sorry about the job.

Oh, that's
all right, Willona.

But if hear
of anything, you know,

I'll sure let you know.

I'll see you kids later.

Okay.

Bye.

What you going
to do now, Ma?

The only thing I can do,
go see what's out there.

Hey, baby,
we got any Band-Aids?

What's wrong, honey?

Nothing.

It's just that
I'm dressed so sharp,

I'm liable
to cut myself to death.

You do look
mighty fine, James.

Thank you.

Sure do, Daddy.

Well, thank you,
baby girl.

You know they say
clothes make the man.

Yeah, them French designers
would sure delight

in calling you
Monsieur Dyn-o-mite!

Well, Junior, from now on,

this is going to be
my uniform of the day.

No more breaking my back
and coming home dirty

for chump change.

Tomorrow, I'm starting
me a prestige gig.

A chance to go
to work clean,

do a lot
of smooth talking,

and make
grand-theft dough.

You know something, Daddy?

That department store

couldn't have found
a better man

to sell their
appliances than you.

You know something,
baby girl?

You are right.

Hold on, James.
You ain't got that job yet.

Are you kidding, baby?

I got a grip on that gig
like a vice.

The woman in personnel

told me I passed
all the tests,

and as far as
this interview goes,

now it's just
a formality.

Hell, she thinks
I'm the greatest thing

since red beans and rice.

Too bad soul food

ain't a hit
on everybody's menu.

I don't follow you.

Forget about
that job with Willona.

It's dead.

Yeah, we just had
the services.

That ain't no reason
to get upset.

Baby, that could be
a blessing in disguise.

Now I don't follow.

Well, look, now you can
go down to the department store

and get a job with me.

James, honey, you haven't
been hired yet.

Are you kidding, baby?
I got it made in the shade.

Do you know how many cats
applied for that job?

Over 50. Over 50!

I came away
leading the pack.

You know why?

Why?

Because, Junior,

when it comes
to doing the do,

your father
can do it to death.

Me, I just real cool,

like, laid a little bit
of the James Evans charm on

and proceeded to charm
the pants off that woman.

You what?

Figuratively speaking, baby.

What I mean is that,
uh, I just turned on

what they call
the male charisma.

You know, before
I left that office,

I knew I could get anything out
of that woman I wanted.

You what?

I mean like favors, baby.

Like getting you a job.

One of them good
women's jobs.

What do you mean women's jobs?

Well, you know, like, uh,

wrapping packages
and putting stuff away.

You know,
all them good things

that women groove on.

What you mean
things women groove on?

Why they always want
to offer us the crummy jobs?

Now, Thelma, you
and your mother got to realize

that men are cut out
for certain work

just because
of the way we're built.

Now, wait a minute, James.

That ain't what
that Title VII says.

What's Title VII?

It's a part
of a federal law

that I've seen
tacked up

everywhere I went
to look for work,

and it forbids
job discrimination

on account of sex.

For participants
or non-participants.

J.J....

Look, suppose
you two go

and get ready
for school.

Hey, where's
the militant midget?

Oh, he cut out early

to avoid being the victim
of the hormone revolution.

Well, Florida, you going to come
on down to that job with me

and get it while
the getting is good?

James, honey, you going
to feel foolish

if you ain't reading
that woman right.

Yeah, Daddy.
Maybe it's her job

to be super nice
to everybody.

Thelma, being super nice
is one thing,

but when you're bitten
by the James Evans charm,

it leaves
an unmistakable mark.

Hah-hah.

It's called a hickey,
right, Dad?

I'd better split
before I get split.

Bye, Daddy. Ma.

All right.
Bye, Love.

Good luck.

Later, Junior.
Okay. Thank you.

Straight home from school, now.

James, you really think
you could get me a job?

Baby, I am so positive
that you're going

to come away from
that place with a gig,

that if you don't,

I will push a needle
down State Street

in 10-degree-
below-zero weather

using my nose.

Now, is that confident
enough for you?

Well, just fine, James,
but I hope you're right.

Them cracks
in the sidewalks'll kill you.

Florida, will you stop
fidgeting and fussing?

You're about to give
that chair a fit.

I can't relax, James.
I'm worried.

About what, baby?

Honey, I don't want
to be embarrassed,

and I don't want
to see you embarrassed.

Ain't nobody going
to be embarrassed.

I told you I got a lock
on the whole--

Mr. Evans, come in.
Come in.

Mrs. Rogers.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Morning.

How are you,
Mrs. Rogers?

And how are you?

How are we today,
Mr. Evans?

Mrs. Rogers, we are like
a microwave oven.

We are turned on
and ready to radiate.

That's very funny.

This is Mrs. Evans,
my wife.

Oh, how do you do,
Mrs. Evans?

Sit down,
please, please.

Thank you.

Well now,
Mr. Evans. I--

Mrs. Rogers,
before we begin,

my wife is also
looking for work,

so I thought you might want
to lay a nice job on her

before we got started with my
interview, you know.

Sorry, Mr. Evans,

but I don't believe we have
any other openings.

Well, it don't
have to be nothing

as good as my job,

but maybe something

in the package-wrapping
department.

You know, you looking

at the last of the red-hot
package wrappers.

Oh, oh...

Oh, it must be sheer heaven
living with such an amusing man.

Sorry, no openings.

Well, how about
something

in the stock-clerk
department for her,

because that don't
take no skill.

She'd be real
good at it.

My husband's always putting me
on a pedestal.

Excuse me. Mrs.Rogers, may I
speak with you a moment please?

Of course.

My boss.

Will you
excuse me, please?

Well, I sure hope
your nose is in good shape

for pushing that needle
down State Street.

Oh, you can do it.

It don't need no skill.

What's the interview for?

Well, I'm just hiring
for that sales job

in appliances.

Good.
She's just what we need.

Oh, no, no, no.
That woman is his wife.

I'm hiring the man.

Wrong. You're hiring
the woman.

But I practically promised
Mr. Evans.

Mrs. Rogers,
I promised myself,

my wife and
my four children

that I'd keep my job.

The head of this store
has promised to fire me

if we did not comply

with the government
regulations

regarding the hiring
of minorities.

Well then, what's the problem?
He's black.

She's black too.

She's also a woman.

Therefore,
when we hire a black woman,

we're capturing
two minority butterflies

with one net.

The government is happy.

The head of the store
is happy.

I'm happy, you're happy,
and she's happy.

But what about him?

We can't all be happy.

Mr. Bridges,
I all but told Mr. Evans

that job is his.

I just can't tell him
he doesn't have it anymore.

I just can't.

You can't?
No.

All right then,
you don't have to.

Oh, good.

I'll tell him.

Mr. Bridges.

Thank you.

Mr. Bridges.

Thank you.

Hi. I'm Len Bridges,
Mrs. Rogers' supervisor.

Mr. and Mrs. Evans,

boy, have I got
news for you.

Yes?

Now, what the hell you mean,

you're going to give the job
to my wife instead of me?

That's crazy.

Well, what's crazy about it?

Is there a better way
to sell housewares

than with a housewife?

Yeah, Jack,
with a house husband.

Now, Mr. Evans,

I sense that you're about
ready to explode.

Yes, Lord.

I can understand
how a man might feel

when he thinks he's got a job,

and it's offered
to his wife instead.

I can see where it would make
you feel frustrated

and betrayed and angry, uptight.

Keep going, man,

you ain't even
dented the list yet.

I won't do it.

I won't take a job
from my husband.

Well, Mrs. Evans,
if you don't take the job,

I'll just have to offer it
to somebody else.

You mean to say
if my wife don't take the job,

you going to give it
to somebody else besides me?

Another woman.

Well, Mrs. Evans,
it's up to you.

The job is yours if you want it.
If not...

Uh, excuse us a minute,
will you please?

Uh, baby, let me
speak to you over here.

Come on.

Florida, take the job.

What?

Baby, take the job.

I can always get back
on at the car wash.

Take the job, baby.

James, you know
what you're saying?

Yeah, I know
what I'm saying.

Damn, if it's
what I'm feeling.

Look, we done run
into a roadblock, baby.

Ain't nothing to do but either
go back the way we come from,

or keep on pushing.

Now, take the job,
Florida. Please.

Florida Evans, saleswoman.

Florida Evans, salesperson.

You know,
it sure does seem weird

with Mama working
at days,

and her
not being here

when we come home
from school.

Yeah, and it's a shame Daddy
had to go back to the car wash.

But at least
he had some place to go.

Hmm. The real shame of it

is that we got to eat
Thelma's ghetto garbage.

J.J., it's not too smart

to scream on
somebody's cooking

you're about to eat.

They might put
something bad in it.

Hm. Good. Your cooking can
use all the help it can get.

What do you mean it can use
all the help it can get--

Yes, I ain't
saying nothing

this old Chef Boyardee
ghetto stuff--

I don't care. You're
going to eat it!

J.J. and Thelma,
y'all better cool it.

Daddy's going
to be home soon,

and he ain't in
a good mood these days.

Hm. You telling me.

The other day,
a mugger tried to attack Dad,

Dad gave him one of
his mean looks,

and the mugger
gave Dad a dollar.

J.J., you're making that up.

Just a little joke.

That's what we need
around here.

I mean, if Dad is down,

we should try
and cheer him up.

The man comes home
to two lovely children, and--

You're not going
to count yourself, J.J.?

As I was saying,

it's our job
to cheer Daddy up.

How?

With love, warmth,
and a little humor.

I don't think
Dad's in a laughing mood,

but at least Ma had proven
a woman can do a man's work.

Hm. I hope that
don't go too far.

Some day, some dude's going
to walk up to me and say,

"What does your mother
do for a living?"

I'm going to say,

"She plays linebacker
for Chicago Bears."

All right y'all.

Let's lay on
the warmth and love.

Okay.

Hi, Daddy.

Hi.

Hi, Daddy dear!

Yeah...

Hi, Dad.
How'd the day go?

Rotten.

Hey, Dad, there's a great
new joke going around.

Did you hear the one about--
Yeah, I heard it.

It ain't funny,
and shut up.

Well, now that I got
him all cheered up,

you take over, Thelma.

Daddy, we know things
are rough right now,

but it'll get better.

I don't know, baby girl.

They laying off

all over the place.

They laid off Willie Washington
and Lunchmeat Mumford

down at the car wash.

Boy, they laying off
thousands at the auto plants.

The President said

he was going
to bring us all together.

None of us knew
the meeting place

was going to be the bread line.

Hey, Dad, you want me
to turn on the 6:00 News?

I'll see what the government
is calling it today.

Stagflation, recession,
depression,

or a nostalgic look at hunger.

Hey, everybody.

Hey Mom!

What you got
in the box?

Ah, a nice cake I picked up.

Oh, Mom, what are
we celebrating?

You got a raise
at the store?

You'll see.

Hi, James.

Uh...

Is that all you got
to say to me? Huh?

Aren't you glad
to see me?

One thing about
Dad's kind of joy,

it'll never
get you busted

for disturbing
the peace.

Why don't we set
the table,

Chief Runningmouth.

All right.

Okay, James. Something's wrong.
What is it?

Nothing.

Now, James,
something is bothering you,

so let's talk about it.

I don't want
to talk about it.

But I think we should
talk about it.

Yeah, well, I said I don't
want to talk about it.

Okay then,
we won't talk about it.

You want to talk
about it, huh?

Uh-huh.

Well I don't want
to talk about it.

[DOOR SLAMS]

James, let me tell you
why I bought the cake.

I don't want to hear
about no cake.

At least let me tell you
why I bought it.

Lord, I said I don't want
to hear about no jive cake.

Oh, you'll want to hear
about this cake.

Well, you just got
to rub it in, don't you?

What do you mean
I just got to rub it in?

It ain't enough that you're
going to be the breadwinner,

now you got to show off

about being
the cakewinner too, huh?

James, you still mad,

because you didn't
get that job.

I am not mad.

That's why I didn't want
to take that job,

why I had second
thoughts about it,

but, no, you insisted--

I didn't insist.

You did too!

Well, you ain't
got to listen

to everything I say.

Well, from now on,
I won't

if that's the way
you feel about it.

Well, Florida, how do
you expect me to feel?

I been beat
out of more jobs

for more reasons
than you can imagine

all my life.

Wrong paint jobs,

overqualified, underqualified,

too much of this,
not enough of that.

Boy, they found every reason
in the book to keep me down.

Then just when I think
I got it made,

they come up with a new one.

Do you realize
I'm the first man in America

to lose his job to his wife?

It wasn't my fault, honey.
The whole thing was an accident.

Yeah, the flying foot of fate
done caught me

in the same place as usual.

Honey, the flying
foot of fate

don't play no favorites.

That's why
I bought the cake.

Well, look, you can take
that cake and eat it.

Do whatever you want to. Just
get it out of my life now.

I am not going to eat it,

and you're going to listen
to what I have to say.

You want to have some more
conversation about cakes?

You have it with Betty Crocker.

I ain't going through no more
changes about no damn cake.

You don't have to go
through any changes.

I'm going through
enough changes

for both of us.

James...

I was laid off.

Now, I said I don't want
to hear no more about it.

I don't want to talk
about it no more, hear?

James, you haven't
heard a thing I said.

I said I don't want
to talk about it no more, hear?

James! I was fired.

Damn. I mean, you just got
started working there

three days--

Well, people
just not spending

as much money
as they used to

and the stores
had to cut back.

Yeah, and while they was
cutting back,

they was playing our song, huh?

The last-hired,
first-fired blues.

It all happened
so quick.

By the time I got over
the shock of it,

I went out
and bought that cake.

I thought it would
bring a little joy

into the house...

after we sang
the blues.

That was a wonderful
thought, baby.

Just wonderful.

I'm sorry I did all that
hollering and screaming.

Oh, you had to get
it off your chest.

Yeah, but I didn't
have to put it on your back.

It's all right.
Forget about it, James.

Cakewinner, breadwinner.

Baby, you just
a plain winner.

Oh. Thanks, honey,

but I got to tell you,
I'm worried.

About what?

With you just having
a part-time job,

I wonder how
we going to make it.

Oh, relax, baby.

We'll make it

the same way
we always have.

Somehow.

What you mean
I couldn't get a job

if my life
depended on it?

That's right.

The only job you can get is
modeling popsicle sticks.

If your brain was
as big as your mouth,

you'd need a head
like a Goodyear Blimp.

James, Thelma,

why don't y'all
stop fighting?

[UNINTELLIGIBLE YELLING]

Yeah, we'll make it
all right.

We got all
the ingredients.

Family, love,
and togetherness.

[KIDS SCREAMING]

[***]

[***]

* Mm-mm-mm *

* Just lookin'
Out of the window *

* Watching the asphalt grow *

* Thinkin' how
It all looks hand-me-down *

* Good times
Good times *

* Keepin' your head
Above water *

* Makin' a wave
When you can *

* Temporary layoffs
Good times *

ANNOUNCER:
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on tape

before a live audience.

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* Good times **