Diff'rent Strokes (1978–1986): Season 5, Episode 9 - Memories - full transcript
A cassette tape, containing a recording of Arnold and Willis' deceased mother, is discovered in a trunk that is returned to the boys. When Drummond innocently plays the tape, it triggers Arnold's deep-seated grief about the loss of his mother.
♪ 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 nothing but their jeans.
♪ But they got,
Diff'rent Strokes.
♪ It takes Diff'rent Strokes.
♪ It takes Diff'rent
Strokes to move the world.
♪ Everybody's got
a special kind of story;
♪ Everybody
finds a way to shine.
♪ It don't matter
that you got not a lot.
♪ So what?
♪ They'll have theirs,
you'll have yours,
♪ and I'll have mine.
♪ And together we'll be fine!
♪ 'Cuz it takes Diff'rent
Strokes to move the world,
♪ Yes it does.
♪ It takes Diff'rent
Strokes to move the world.
So, this is goodbye, Cecily.
I hate this bloody war
for keeping us apart.
I understand, Leslie.
Our duty comes before our love.
After all, we're British.
No tears, my darling.
No tears.
Remember, we'll
always have Dover.
- What a terrible tragedy.
I loved it.
- Me too, they just don't
make wars like they used to.
- You can all wake
up now, it's over.
- It was a good movie.
We oughta do things
together like this more often.
- Man, I haven't slept
that good since dad
took us to the opera.
- Those British sure make
some weird war movies.
All they do is
drink tea and kiss.
- Right, they even do
that with a stiff upper lip.
- Anybody wanna join
me for a sandwich?
- I think I'll have a crumpet
before I rejoin my squadron.
- Good evening, Mr. Drummond.
- Good evening.
- Hey, good to see you.
You look terrific.
- Thank you, so do
you, you're looking great.
- Aw, I didn't think
you'd remember me.
- You're right, I don't.
- I'm Jack Darcy.
The landlord of
Willis and Arnold's
old building in
Harlem, remember?
- Now I remember.
Come in, Mr. Darcy,
what can I do...
- Oh no, I got something
important out here for you.
I would have called but I
didn't know your number.
I brought this
all the way
up from.
There you go, Mr. Drummond.
Don't worry about my back.
I'm no stranger to pain.
- May I ask what this is?
- It belonged to your
old housekeeper, Lucy,
and her two boys.
Now, see, the
Jacksons, apartment 12.
- Oh, okay.
Excuse me, let me them for you.
Willis, Arnold!
Could you come in here please?
- Yeah, dad?
- Someone here to see you boys.
- Hey, it's Mr. Darcy.
Remember him, Arnold?
- Yeah, he's our old slumlord.
- Arnold, that's landlord.
- I can't get over how
you boys have grown.
Willis, you're
practically a man now.
- Practically?
I'm already starting to shave.
- Yeah, and before you
know it he'll be using a blade.
- So what brings you to this
neck of the woods, Mr. Darcy?
- Oh, our old building
is being torn down.
And I knew you
boys moved up here.
- So, you're gonna
move in with us?
- No, I found this when I was
cleaning out the basement.
It belongs to you boys.
- Thank you.
It was really very
thoughtful of you
to bring this over for them.
- I know how important
something like this can be.
It's a piece of the past.
A heavy piece.
- You make a very heavy point.
Would you please take a
little something for your trouble?
- Oh, ha ha ha,
no, no, I certainly
didn't do this
with a tip in mind.
But I wouldn't insult
you by refusing.
Well, good to see
you again, boys.
- Goodbye, Mr. Darcy.
- Bye, Mr. Darcy.
- Oh this is really exciting.
This is like finding
an old treasure chest.
- What do you
suppose is in it, fellas?
- Look, let's move
it into the room.
Would you give
me a hand, Willis?
- Sure, dad.
- It's gonna be kinda heavy.
- I'll help you too.
- Yeah, me too, daddy.
- I'll supervise.
- Willis and I will
take the handles
and will you two
help us underneath?
- Okay, lift when I say three.
One, two, three.
- It's not heavy at all.
- It's light as a feather.
- Looks like Mr. Darcy
stuck you for a 20, Dad.
- Well, it was still nice of
him to bring the trunk over.
Said Drummond, unconvincingly.
Put it over here.
- Well, let's open it, come on,
I can't stand the suspense.
- Okay.
Huh, there's
hardly anything in it.
- Hey, look at this.
Remember when you
played with dolls, Arnold?
Cootchie-coo, Arnie-poo.
- Willis, how would
you like that doll
wrapped around your gums?
- Willis, lots of little
boys play with dolls.
There's nothing
to be ashamed of.
- Yeah, I think she's cute.
Oh look, there's a label on her.
My name is Wendy Wettums,
I belong to Willis.
- It's Willis'.
Cootchie coo, Willie-poo.
- So what, there's
nothing to be ashamed of.
You know, a lot of little
boys play with dolls.
- Oh look, there's a
cassette tape in there.
- Hey, I wonder what's on it?
- May I see that?
Arnold's fifth birthday.
- Hey, how about that.
- Why don't I get my tape
recorder, we'll listen to it.
- Okay - Okay, yeah.
Hey, I remember
my fifth birthday.
Mama gave me my first
bicycle with training wheels.
And you gave me four
sticks of bubble gum.
Some of it hadn't
even been chewed yet.
- Hey, look at this!
- Looks like a stickball bat.
- Right, but how
did you know that?
- I used to play this
when I was a kid.
I was a tomboy in those days.
I wasn't always the curvaceous
creature you see before you.
- Hey, I forgot about this.
- Arnold, you played football
when you were only five?
- No, this is for Halloween.
This is the top of
my skunk costume.
- A skunk in a football helmet?
- We had a tough neighborhood.
It was every skunk for himself.
- Here we go, gang,
let's give it a listen.
- Alright.
- Arnold's fifth birthday.
♪ Happy birthday to you,
♪ Happy birthday to you,
♪ Happy birthday, dear Arnold,
♪ Happy birthday to you.
Can we eat the cake now, mama?
That's, that's me.
- Arnold, you haven't changed.
Arnold, honey,
first you have to make a
wish and blow out the candles.
- That's mama!
That's a good boy.
And I wanna make a wish too.
You know I love you
and Willis very much.
So my wish is that,
with the good lord's help,
we'll all be together for
many more happy birthdays.
Arnold, honey, you
can lick the candles
but please don't eat them.
Can I say something, mama?
- Hey, that's me!
Be ready to hear
something cool and clever.
- Wait, I wanna hear mama again.
- Wait!
- Don't do that.
- Oh, oh no!
- Nice going,
Arnold, you broke it.
- Let me see if I can fix it.
Oh, it's all tangled up inside
but I don't think it's broken.
- Give it to me,
dad, I'll see if I can
get it fixed tomorrow
on the way to school.
- No, you won't.
It's my birthday tape
and I'll get it fixed.
It's too important to trust
to a gut that plays with dolls.
- How about that, Arnold?
They're tearing down
our old building in Harlem.
- Yeah.
- I haven't thought
about that place in years.
We were born there.
- Yeah.
What memories it brings back.
- Yeah.
- Can't you say anything
else besides yeah?
- Sure.
- Remember our old
apartment, Arnold?
- I was just thinking about it.
- We never could get Mr. Darcy
to fix the water pressure.
We never had enough.
- Yeah, you had your
choice of doing the dishes,
taking a shower,
or flushing the toilet.
- That's right, but
mama beat that problem.
She took the dishes
into the shower with her.
- Man, Willis, we could
almost fit that whole
apartment in this
one room right here.
- Yeah, it was small alright.
But mama used to call it cozy.
And even if it wasn't fancy,
mama sure made it look nice.
- Remember the time she
put that frame around a crack
in the wall and signed
it Salvador Dali?
- Yeah, and when
Mr. Darcy saw it
he tried to buy
it for five bucks.
- We sure never had
much, did we Willis?
- No, and what little
we did have, Arnold,
we had most of.
- Yeah, and mama
made sure of that.
I guess because I
was the smallest.
You were also the loudest.
- Man, Willis, who'd ever
thought that two poor kids
from Harlem would wind
up Park Avenue tycoons?
- Yeah, we got it made alright.
- Yeah, we got it made.
- Are you okay, Arnold?
Yeah, I guess so.
- Yeah, I know what's got you.
Hearing mama's voice again.
Yeah, at first it
shook me up too.
But you know something?
We really did find a
treasure in that chest.
- I forgot what mama
sounded like, did you?
- Yeah.
It's just so hard to believe
it's been five years
since she died.
Hey, but don't worry about it.
You'll get that tape
fixed and we'll be able
to hear mama's voice
any time we want.
- Hey, Willis, how do
you spell conciliatory?
- How do I spell it, or
how is it really spelled?
- Never mind, I'll
ask the dictionary.
- Hi.
Hi, Arnold.
- Hey, wait a minute, Arnold.
Did you get that tape fixed?
- Tape, oh right, yeah,
tape, got it right here.
Uh oh!
Oh no!
It's gone!
I must have lost it
on the way home.
- What, you lost the tape?
- You're kidding,
you lost the tape?
- Who lost the tape?
- Arnold lost the tape.
- You lost the tape?
- Hi.
- Okay, so I lost the tape.
- You lost the tape?
- Why don't we
put it in skywriting,
Arnold lost the tape.
- Gee, honey, I'm
sorry, that's a shame.
- Arnold, where do
you think you lost it?
- I don't know.
- Well come on, sit down.
We're gonna figure this out.
Now, did you lose it before
or after you had it fixed?
- After.
- Good.
Then did you come straight home?
- No, I guess I made
a couple of stops.
- Okay, now think real hard.
I want you to
retrace your steps.
Try to remember exactly
which way you went
when you came out
of that repair shop.
- Okay.
I'm walking down 5th Avenue.
- Good, good, good.
What do you see?
- A naked lady.
- A naked lady?
- Not a real one, hot breath.
One of those mannequins
in the window of Saks.
- Alright, now concentrate.
Okay, where are you now?
- I'm still looking
at the naked lady.
Arnold, would you get
away from that window.
- Where did you go next, Arnold?
- I stopped at the candy store.
- The candy store, now what
have I told you about that?
- Don't worry, dad, I
didn't buy anything.
I just ran my fingers
through the jelly beans
for old time's sake.
- I don't think we're getting
anywhere here, daddy.
- Well, let's face it.
That tape's gone forever.
We'll never get to hear
mama's voice again.
- Now, now, now,
don't be too sure.
Look, I'll put an
ad in the paper,
I'll offer a nice reward.
Maybe somebody will find
the tape and bring it back to us.
- Look, dad, I'm gonna
go out for a while,
so I'll look around the building
and see if I can find the tape.
- Good idea.
- See you guys later.
- Bye.
- Come on, cheer up, Arnold.
Look, I'll bet you a movie
and a jumbo popcorn
that we get that tape back.
- If you really cared you'd give
me that jumbo popcorn now.
- Arnold, I'm afraid
you've sold your soul
to Orville Redenbocker.
- I'm sorry, Arnold, I
know how you feel.
- Nobody knows how I feel.
- Hey, Arnold, I do
know how you feel.
My mother died too.
I know how terrible I'd feel
if I lost something
she left for me.
Especially something that
could never be replaced.
Well I'd feel like
locking myself
in my room forever
and never coming out.
Not even to eat.
- That's exactly how I feel.
Except for the eating part.
I never wanna hear
mama's voice again.
- ♪ Whistle while you work.
♪ Whistle while you work.
♪ Hum while you work.
He'll never learn to
straighten his drawer.
Arnold's fifth birthday.
Well, I'll be darned.
- No, no, no, no, no, Kimberly.
There's a special trick
to this sort of calculation.
Now you cancel these numbers.
Subtract this one.
And you take this
one over to the
other half of the equation.
And, then you get
yourself a good calculator.
- Thanks, Dr. Einstein,
you've been a great help.
- Mr. Drummond, may I have
a word with you in private?
- Sure, Pearl, go ahead.
- Willis, I believe
Pearl said in private.
- Daddy, we are a family.
We don't have any
secrets from each other.
Right, Willis?
Right, you tell us
your secret, Pearl,
and I'll tell you Kimberly's.
- Well, I suppose this
does involve all of you.
Look what I found.
- The tape!
- Oh, that's wonderful.
- Not so wonderful.
- Why?
Where did you find that?
- In Arnold's drawer.
- His drawer?
That doesn't make any sense.
Look, he hasn't
even had it fixed.
- What's with him, daddy?
- Yeah, why would he lie
to us and hide the tape?
- I sure don't
understand any of this.
But, mine is not to reason why.
Mine is but to wash and dry.
Hi, Arnold.
- Hi.
Hi there, Arnold.
- Well, I took one more
try trying to find that tape
and I looked
everywhere but no luck.
So, I guess that's it.
- I'll bet I know one place
that you haven't looked.
- Where?
- Have you looked
upstairs in your drawer?
- Whatchu talkin' 'bout, dad?
- Arnold, Pearl found the tape.
Why did you tell
us that you lost this?
- If you don't mind, dad,
I'd rather not talk about it.
- I mind very much.
- Yeah, Arnold, you
must of had a reason.
- Come on, you can tell us.
- Arnold, we're waiting.
- Will you guys get off my back?
So I hid the tape
and then lied about it,
I'm an awful rotten
person, all right?
- What was that all about?
- I don't know but I think it
must have something to do
with the fact that he
heard his mother's voice.
- Yeah, I think I got to him.
Why don't I go upstairs, dad,
and have a little talk with him.
- Why don't you do that, son.
- Okay, dad.
- Man, Abraham, you're lucky.
You don't have feelings.
I mean those heavy
parent attachments.
Your mother lays an egg,
swims away, and that's it.
Biggest shake up in
your life is when I put you
in a Dixie cup and
change your water.
- Hey, brah.
- Willis, if you came
here to talk about the tape,
forget it.
I don't need you
making me feel worse.
- Arnold, whatever
is bothering you
is not gonna go
away by ignoring it.
I'm not ignoring
it, I'm ignoring you.
- Come on, man,
I'm your brother.
We've always
shared our troubles.
I always tell you when
something's bugging me.
- That's 'cause what's
bugging you is usually me.
- Come on, you can tell me
why you lied about the tape.
I'll understand.
- Well, I didn't
know why I did it.
Haven't you ever
done anything dumb
and didn't know exactly why?
- No.
- See, you don't understand.
- Come on, Arnold, I'm trying.
You know, she was my mother too.
- Well, I really miss mama.
- Yeah, I know.
So do I.
But I miss papa too.
- I hardly remember him.
I was just a baby when he died.
But it's different with mama.
I mean, I forgot how
much I missed her
until I heard her voice again.
It was like she was right there
and I could just reach out
and, and, and, throw
my arms around her
and hug her real hard.
- Arnold, that's why it was
so great to have that tape.
Hey, how come you
didn't get it fixed?
- Well, I guess it sorta
reminded me of how things
used to be when mama was alive.
It was always so hard
for her to make ends meet.
- Yeah.
- And I got to thinking
about how things are now.
No money problems,
we don't have to
frame the cracks,
we got a great place to live,
we're always
happy, it's terrible.
It's terrible that we're happy?
- Well yeah, because
now we've got everything
that mama never had for herself.
She worked so hard
for us 'til she died.
And how do I pay her back?
By having a terrific life.
- Hey, Arnold, that's what
mama would have wanted for us.
That's why she asked
dad to take care of us.
- He's right, Arnold.
Your mother would
be very happy to know
that we're all together and
that you have a good home.
She always wanted
the best for you.
She was a wonderful woman.
- That's another thing.
I never told her that.
I didn't go to the funeral.
I've never even
been to the cemetery.
- That wasn't your fault, Arnold
We thought you were too young.
- Yeah, I should
have gone anyway.
You got to say goodbye to
her, Willis, but I never did.
- Well, maybe it's time
for you to do that, son.
Well, here we are.
- Yeah, here we are.
- Arnold, maybe it'd be
a little more comfortable
for you if I just left you
alone for a couple of minutes.
- Alone, what do I say to mama?
- Well, just tell her
whatever comes to mind,
whatever's in your heart.
- You go first.
- Me?
- Yeah, you knew mama too.
- Oh, right.
Hello, Ms. Jackson, Lucy.
I brought Arnold
up here to see you.
I'm very happy to
be able to tell you that
he's growing up to
be a fine young man.
I kept my promise to you, Lucy,
to see that Willis and
Arnold would be taken care of.
In fact, I adopted both of them.
And I'm very proud to
have them as my sons too.
- Tell her about my report card.
- Right.
Lucy, I'm happy to
be able to tell you
that Arnold's doing
very well in school,
matter of fact, so is Willis.
They're both very fine students.
- Tell her I beat up
a bully twice my size
and got his loose tooth
stuck in my knuckle.
- Right.
Uh, Lucy, see
Arnold beat up a...
Look, Arnold, I
can't tell her that.
You'll have to decide
what you want to tell her.
I'll wait out here for you.
- But, dad!
Hi, mama.
I brought these flowers for you.
Uh, I remembered
you like daffodils
but they didn't have any.
But, but these are pretty too.
I don't know where to start.
Uh...
Believe it or not, I made
it to the sixth grade.
My teacher's name is Ms. Cho.
She's sorta nice.
My principal's name
is Mr. Langford.
He's sort of a turkey.
Mama,
I'm really sorry for
hiding your tape.
I guess I was afraid to
start thinking about you again.
But I'm glad I did.
Because I'm starting
to forget about you.
I'm really grateful for all
the things that you gave me.
I hope they're treating
you good up there.
They better if they know
what's good for them.
Well, uh, guess
I have to go now.
I feel a lot better.
You're a good listener.
Listen,
I'm gonna come back real soon
and next time I'm gonna
bring you some daffodils.
I miss you a lot, mama.
I love you.
- Ready, son?
- Yeah, dad.
Goodbye, mama.
♪ 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 nothing 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.
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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 nothing but their jeans.
♪ But they got,
Diff'rent Strokes.
♪ It takes Diff'rent Strokes.
♪ It takes Diff'rent
Strokes to move the world.
♪ Everybody's got
a special kind of story;
♪ Everybody
finds a way to shine.
♪ It don't matter
that you got not a lot.
♪ So what?
♪ They'll have theirs,
you'll have yours,
♪ and I'll have mine.
♪ And together we'll be fine!
♪ 'Cuz it takes Diff'rent
Strokes to move the world,
♪ Yes it does.
♪ It takes Diff'rent
Strokes to move the world.
So, this is goodbye, Cecily.
I hate this bloody war
for keeping us apart.
I understand, Leslie.
Our duty comes before our love.
After all, we're British.
No tears, my darling.
No tears.
Remember, we'll
always have Dover.
- What a terrible tragedy.
I loved it.
- Me too, they just don't
make wars like they used to.
- You can all wake
up now, it's over.
- It was a good movie.
We oughta do things
together like this more often.
- Man, I haven't slept
that good since dad
took us to the opera.
- Those British sure make
some weird war movies.
All they do is
drink tea and kiss.
- Right, they even do
that with a stiff upper lip.
- Anybody wanna join
me for a sandwich?
- I think I'll have a crumpet
before I rejoin my squadron.
- Good evening, Mr. Drummond.
- Good evening.
- Hey, good to see you.
You look terrific.
- Thank you, so do
you, you're looking great.
- Aw, I didn't think
you'd remember me.
- You're right, I don't.
- I'm Jack Darcy.
The landlord of
Willis and Arnold's
old building in
Harlem, remember?
- Now I remember.
Come in, Mr. Darcy,
what can I do...
- Oh no, I got something
important out here for you.
I would have called but I
didn't know your number.
I brought this
all the way
up from.
There you go, Mr. Drummond.
Don't worry about my back.
I'm no stranger to pain.
- May I ask what this is?
- It belonged to your
old housekeeper, Lucy,
and her two boys.
Now, see, the
Jacksons, apartment 12.
- Oh, okay.
Excuse me, let me them for you.
Willis, Arnold!
Could you come in here please?
- Yeah, dad?
- Someone here to see you boys.
- Hey, it's Mr. Darcy.
Remember him, Arnold?
- Yeah, he's our old slumlord.
- Arnold, that's landlord.
- I can't get over how
you boys have grown.
Willis, you're
practically a man now.
- Practically?
I'm already starting to shave.
- Yeah, and before you
know it he'll be using a blade.
- So what brings you to this
neck of the woods, Mr. Darcy?
- Oh, our old building
is being torn down.
And I knew you
boys moved up here.
- So, you're gonna
move in with us?
- No, I found this when I was
cleaning out the basement.
It belongs to you boys.
- Thank you.
It was really very
thoughtful of you
to bring this over for them.
- I know how important
something like this can be.
It's a piece of the past.
A heavy piece.
- You make a very heavy point.
Would you please take a
little something for your trouble?
- Oh, ha ha ha,
no, no, I certainly
didn't do this
with a tip in mind.
But I wouldn't insult
you by refusing.
Well, good to see
you again, boys.
- Goodbye, Mr. Darcy.
- Bye, Mr. Darcy.
- Oh this is really exciting.
This is like finding
an old treasure chest.
- What do you
suppose is in it, fellas?
- Look, let's move
it into the room.
Would you give
me a hand, Willis?
- Sure, dad.
- It's gonna be kinda heavy.
- I'll help you too.
- Yeah, me too, daddy.
- I'll supervise.
- Willis and I will
take the handles
and will you two
help us underneath?
- Okay, lift when I say three.
One, two, three.
- It's not heavy at all.
- It's light as a feather.
- Looks like Mr. Darcy
stuck you for a 20, Dad.
- Well, it was still nice of
him to bring the trunk over.
Said Drummond, unconvincingly.
Put it over here.
- Well, let's open it, come on,
I can't stand the suspense.
- Okay.
Huh, there's
hardly anything in it.
- Hey, look at this.
Remember when you
played with dolls, Arnold?
Cootchie-coo, Arnie-poo.
- Willis, how would
you like that doll
wrapped around your gums?
- Willis, lots of little
boys play with dolls.
There's nothing
to be ashamed of.
- Yeah, I think she's cute.
Oh look, there's a label on her.
My name is Wendy Wettums,
I belong to Willis.
- It's Willis'.
Cootchie coo, Willie-poo.
- So what, there's
nothing to be ashamed of.
You know, a lot of little
boys play with dolls.
- Oh look, there's a
cassette tape in there.
- Hey, I wonder what's on it?
- May I see that?
Arnold's fifth birthday.
- Hey, how about that.
- Why don't I get my tape
recorder, we'll listen to it.
- Okay - Okay, yeah.
Hey, I remember
my fifth birthday.
Mama gave me my first
bicycle with training wheels.
And you gave me four
sticks of bubble gum.
Some of it hadn't
even been chewed yet.
- Hey, look at this!
- Looks like a stickball bat.
- Right, but how
did you know that?
- I used to play this
when I was a kid.
I was a tomboy in those days.
I wasn't always the curvaceous
creature you see before you.
- Hey, I forgot about this.
- Arnold, you played football
when you were only five?
- No, this is for Halloween.
This is the top of
my skunk costume.
- A skunk in a football helmet?
- We had a tough neighborhood.
It was every skunk for himself.
- Here we go, gang,
let's give it a listen.
- Alright.
- Arnold's fifth birthday.
♪ Happy birthday to you,
♪ Happy birthday to you,
♪ Happy birthday, dear Arnold,
♪ Happy birthday to you.
Can we eat the cake now, mama?
That's, that's me.
- Arnold, you haven't changed.
Arnold, honey,
first you have to make a
wish and blow out the candles.
- That's mama!
That's a good boy.
And I wanna make a wish too.
You know I love you
and Willis very much.
So my wish is that,
with the good lord's help,
we'll all be together for
many more happy birthdays.
Arnold, honey, you
can lick the candles
but please don't eat them.
Can I say something, mama?
- Hey, that's me!
Be ready to hear
something cool and clever.
- Wait, I wanna hear mama again.
- Wait!
- Don't do that.
- Oh, oh no!
- Nice going,
Arnold, you broke it.
- Let me see if I can fix it.
Oh, it's all tangled up inside
but I don't think it's broken.
- Give it to me,
dad, I'll see if I can
get it fixed tomorrow
on the way to school.
- No, you won't.
It's my birthday tape
and I'll get it fixed.
It's too important to trust
to a gut that plays with dolls.
- How about that, Arnold?
They're tearing down
our old building in Harlem.
- Yeah.
- I haven't thought
about that place in years.
We were born there.
- Yeah.
What memories it brings back.
- Yeah.
- Can't you say anything
else besides yeah?
- Sure.
- Remember our old
apartment, Arnold?
- I was just thinking about it.
- We never could get Mr. Darcy
to fix the water pressure.
We never had enough.
- Yeah, you had your
choice of doing the dishes,
taking a shower,
or flushing the toilet.
- That's right, but
mama beat that problem.
She took the dishes
into the shower with her.
- Man, Willis, we could
almost fit that whole
apartment in this
one room right here.
- Yeah, it was small alright.
But mama used to call it cozy.
And even if it wasn't fancy,
mama sure made it look nice.
- Remember the time she
put that frame around a crack
in the wall and signed
it Salvador Dali?
- Yeah, and when
Mr. Darcy saw it
he tried to buy
it for five bucks.
- We sure never had
much, did we Willis?
- No, and what little
we did have, Arnold,
we had most of.
- Yeah, and mama
made sure of that.
I guess because I
was the smallest.
You were also the loudest.
- Man, Willis, who'd ever
thought that two poor kids
from Harlem would wind
up Park Avenue tycoons?
- Yeah, we got it made alright.
- Yeah, we got it made.
- Are you okay, Arnold?
Yeah, I guess so.
- Yeah, I know what's got you.
Hearing mama's voice again.
Yeah, at first it
shook me up too.
But you know something?
We really did find a
treasure in that chest.
- I forgot what mama
sounded like, did you?
- Yeah.
It's just so hard to believe
it's been five years
since she died.
Hey, but don't worry about it.
You'll get that tape
fixed and we'll be able
to hear mama's voice
any time we want.
- Hey, Willis, how do
you spell conciliatory?
- How do I spell it, or
how is it really spelled?
- Never mind, I'll
ask the dictionary.
- Hi.
Hi, Arnold.
- Hey, wait a minute, Arnold.
Did you get that tape fixed?
- Tape, oh right, yeah,
tape, got it right here.
Uh oh!
Oh no!
It's gone!
I must have lost it
on the way home.
- What, you lost the tape?
- You're kidding,
you lost the tape?
- Who lost the tape?
- Arnold lost the tape.
- You lost the tape?
- Hi.
- Okay, so I lost the tape.
- You lost the tape?
- Why don't we
put it in skywriting,
Arnold lost the tape.
- Gee, honey, I'm
sorry, that's a shame.
- Arnold, where do
you think you lost it?
- I don't know.
- Well come on, sit down.
We're gonna figure this out.
Now, did you lose it before
or after you had it fixed?
- After.
- Good.
Then did you come straight home?
- No, I guess I made
a couple of stops.
- Okay, now think real hard.
I want you to
retrace your steps.
Try to remember exactly
which way you went
when you came out
of that repair shop.
- Okay.
I'm walking down 5th Avenue.
- Good, good, good.
What do you see?
- A naked lady.
- A naked lady?
- Not a real one, hot breath.
One of those mannequins
in the window of Saks.
- Alright, now concentrate.
Okay, where are you now?
- I'm still looking
at the naked lady.
Arnold, would you get
away from that window.
- Where did you go next, Arnold?
- I stopped at the candy store.
- The candy store, now what
have I told you about that?
- Don't worry, dad, I
didn't buy anything.
I just ran my fingers
through the jelly beans
for old time's sake.
- I don't think we're getting
anywhere here, daddy.
- Well, let's face it.
That tape's gone forever.
We'll never get to hear
mama's voice again.
- Now, now, now,
don't be too sure.
Look, I'll put an
ad in the paper,
I'll offer a nice reward.
Maybe somebody will find
the tape and bring it back to us.
- Look, dad, I'm gonna
go out for a while,
so I'll look around the building
and see if I can find the tape.
- Good idea.
- See you guys later.
- Bye.
- Come on, cheer up, Arnold.
Look, I'll bet you a movie
and a jumbo popcorn
that we get that tape back.
- If you really cared you'd give
me that jumbo popcorn now.
- Arnold, I'm afraid
you've sold your soul
to Orville Redenbocker.
- I'm sorry, Arnold, I
know how you feel.
- Nobody knows how I feel.
- Hey, Arnold, I do
know how you feel.
My mother died too.
I know how terrible I'd feel
if I lost something
she left for me.
Especially something that
could never be replaced.
Well I'd feel like
locking myself
in my room forever
and never coming out.
Not even to eat.
- That's exactly how I feel.
Except for the eating part.
I never wanna hear
mama's voice again.
- ♪ Whistle while you work.
♪ Whistle while you work.
♪ Hum while you work.
He'll never learn to
straighten his drawer.
Arnold's fifth birthday.
Well, I'll be darned.
- No, no, no, no, no, Kimberly.
There's a special trick
to this sort of calculation.
Now you cancel these numbers.
Subtract this one.
And you take this
one over to the
other half of the equation.
And, then you get
yourself a good calculator.
- Thanks, Dr. Einstein,
you've been a great help.
- Mr. Drummond, may I have
a word with you in private?
- Sure, Pearl, go ahead.
- Willis, I believe
Pearl said in private.
- Daddy, we are a family.
We don't have any
secrets from each other.
Right, Willis?
Right, you tell us
your secret, Pearl,
and I'll tell you Kimberly's.
- Well, I suppose this
does involve all of you.
Look what I found.
- The tape!
- Oh, that's wonderful.
- Not so wonderful.
- Why?
Where did you find that?
- In Arnold's drawer.
- His drawer?
That doesn't make any sense.
Look, he hasn't
even had it fixed.
- What's with him, daddy?
- Yeah, why would he lie
to us and hide the tape?
- I sure don't
understand any of this.
But, mine is not to reason why.
Mine is but to wash and dry.
Hi, Arnold.
- Hi.
Hi there, Arnold.
- Well, I took one more
try trying to find that tape
and I looked
everywhere but no luck.
So, I guess that's it.
- I'll bet I know one place
that you haven't looked.
- Where?
- Have you looked
upstairs in your drawer?
- Whatchu talkin' 'bout, dad?
- Arnold, Pearl found the tape.
Why did you tell
us that you lost this?
- If you don't mind, dad,
I'd rather not talk about it.
- I mind very much.
- Yeah, Arnold, you
must of had a reason.
- Come on, you can tell us.
- Arnold, we're waiting.
- Will you guys get off my back?
So I hid the tape
and then lied about it,
I'm an awful rotten
person, all right?
- What was that all about?
- I don't know but I think it
must have something to do
with the fact that he
heard his mother's voice.
- Yeah, I think I got to him.
Why don't I go upstairs, dad,
and have a little talk with him.
- Why don't you do that, son.
- Okay, dad.
- Man, Abraham, you're lucky.
You don't have feelings.
I mean those heavy
parent attachments.
Your mother lays an egg,
swims away, and that's it.
Biggest shake up in
your life is when I put you
in a Dixie cup and
change your water.
- Hey, brah.
- Willis, if you came
here to talk about the tape,
forget it.
I don't need you
making me feel worse.
- Arnold, whatever
is bothering you
is not gonna go
away by ignoring it.
I'm not ignoring
it, I'm ignoring you.
- Come on, man,
I'm your brother.
We've always
shared our troubles.
I always tell you when
something's bugging me.
- That's 'cause what's
bugging you is usually me.
- Come on, you can tell me
why you lied about the tape.
I'll understand.
- Well, I didn't
know why I did it.
Haven't you ever
done anything dumb
and didn't know exactly why?
- No.
- See, you don't understand.
- Come on, Arnold, I'm trying.
You know, she was my mother too.
- Well, I really miss mama.
- Yeah, I know.
So do I.
But I miss papa too.
- I hardly remember him.
I was just a baby when he died.
But it's different with mama.
I mean, I forgot how
much I missed her
until I heard her voice again.
It was like she was right there
and I could just reach out
and, and, and, throw
my arms around her
and hug her real hard.
- Arnold, that's why it was
so great to have that tape.
Hey, how come you
didn't get it fixed?
- Well, I guess it sorta
reminded me of how things
used to be when mama was alive.
It was always so hard
for her to make ends meet.
- Yeah.
- And I got to thinking
about how things are now.
No money problems,
we don't have to
frame the cracks,
we got a great place to live,
we're always
happy, it's terrible.
It's terrible that we're happy?
- Well yeah, because
now we've got everything
that mama never had for herself.
She worked so hard
for us 'til she died.
And how do I pay her back?
By having a terrific life.
- Hey, Arnold, that's what
mama would have wanted for us.
That's why she asked
dad to take care of us.
- He's right, Arnold.
Your mother would
be very happy to know
that we're all together and
that you have a good home.
She always wanted
the best for you.
She was a wonderful woman.
- That's another thing.
I never told her that.
I didn't go to the funeral.
I've never even
been to the cemetery.
- That wasn't your fault, Arnold
We thought you were too young.
- Yeah, I should
have gone anyway.
You got to say goodbye to
her, Willis, but I never did.
- Well, maybe it's time
for you to do that, son.
Well, here we are.
- Yeah, here we are.
- Arnold, maybe it'd be
a little more comfortable
for you if I just left you
alone for a couple of minutes.
- Alone, what do I say to mama?
- Well, just tell her
whatever comes to mind,
whatever's in your heart.
- You go first.
- Me?
- Yeah, you knew mama too.
- Oh, right.
Hello, Ms. Jackson, Lucy.
I brought Arnold
up here to see you.
I'm very happy to
be able to tell you that
he's growing up to
be a fine young man.
I kept my promise to you, Lucy,
to see that Willis and
Arnold would be taken care of.
In fact, I adopted both of them.
And I'm very proud to
have them as my sons too.
- Tell her about my report card.
- Right.
Lucy, I'm happy to
be able to tell you
that Arnold's doing
very well in school,
matter of fact, so is Willis.
They're both very fine students.
- Tell her I beat up
a bully twice my size
and got his loose tooth
stuck in my knuckle.
- Right.
Uh, Lucy, see
Arnold beat up a...
Look, Arnold, I
can't tell her that.
You'll have to decide
what you want to tell her.
I'll wait out here for you.
- But, dad!
Hi, mama.
I brought these flowers for you.
Uh, I remembered
you like daffodils
but they didn't have any.
But, but these are pretty too.
I don't know where to start.
Uh...
Believe it or not, I made
it to the sixth grade.
My teacher's name is Ms. Cho.
She's sorta nice.
My principal's name
is Mr. Langford.
He's sort of a turkey.
Mama,
I'm really sorry for
hiding your tape.
I guess I was afraid to
start thinking about you again.
But I'm glad I did.
Because I'm starting
to forget about you.
I'm really grateful for all
the things that you gave me.
I hope they're treating
you good up there.
They better if they know
what's good for them.
Well, uh, guess
I have to go now.
I feel a lot better.
You're a good listener.
Listen,
I'm gonna come back real soon
and next time I'm gonna
bring you some daffodils.
I miss you a lot, mama.
I love you.
- Ready, son?
- Yeah, dad.
Goodbye, mama.
♪ 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 nothing 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.
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