Good Times (1974–1979)
Jimmie 'JJ' Walker: James 'J.J.' Evans, Jr.
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Quotes
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J.J. : Thelma, I think I got VD!
Thelma : VD! The only way you can get that is by... JJ!... well who is it?
[JJ looks at her]
Thelma : ... Mariaane Thomas? Sweet little Marianne Thomas? ooooooWOOO!
Michael : [Michael comes out of the room with his text book] JJ what you say you got?
J.J. : VD
Michael : [looking up VD] It says here you can only get VD by... ooooooWooo!
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J.J. : [demonstrating to Florida how to do a TV commercial] Hi, y'all out there in TV land. This is Florida Evans - star of stage, screen, and the ghetto - here to tell you about Vita-Brite Health Tonic. My husband James used to have slow blood. He would cut himself shaving on Monday and wouldn't start bleedin' till Thursday. But *now*...
James : ...now, thanks to Vita-Brite Health Tonic, my blood is fast, fast, *fast*! Now I bleed all the time!
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J.J. : Looking for dead roaches. Because if they ate that cake, they couldn't got too far.
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Michael : Hey, Thelma. You about ready for that kissing booth?
Thelma : Yep, I've got my lips, and my lip gloss, and... Oh, Michael, you didn't tell me how much to sell my kisses for.
J.J. : Thelma, be ready to make change of a dime.
Thelma : You know something, if you were in there, it wouldn't be a kissing booth... it would be a house of horrors, you ugly monster.
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James Sr : Junior, get your Mother a glass of water.
J.J. : Water?... She ain't drinkin' nothin' but the best from now on... Kool Aid!
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J.J. : Jesus may have your soul, but mama gonna have your behind.
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J.J. : Here's the way it comes down, Michael. The alleged mama, took her alleged fist, and hit the little kid's alleged back, and left a mess of alleged bruises, that were legally clear.
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Florida : [after discovering J.J's illegal gambling] J.J, there are two roads out of the ghetto. So far, we've managed to stay on the right road.
J.J. : That's what's taking us so long to get out of here! Look, Ma, tell me one dude in the projects who's got a future that ain't in the rackets.
Florida : You, because you just resigned.
J.J. : Oh, no, Ma. It's MY way out and I'm going to take it.
Florida : Then you can start by getting out of here.
J.J. : Oh, come one, Ma...
[moves forward to hug Florida]
Florida : [pulls away and begins gathering his belongings]
J.J. : Now, Ma! Let's be reasonable...
Florida : [shoving his belongings into his hands] And take these things with you!
J.J. : Ma, you haven't even...
Florida : [angrily] J.J, get the HELL out of my house!
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J.J. : Van Gough, and Rembrandt, don't be uptight, cause here comes KID DYNOMITE.
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J.J. : Looks just like me, slim, black and DYN-O-MITE.
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[repeated line]
J.J. : DYN-O-MITE!
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Grandpa : In this box is something that is going to get all of us out of the ghetto.
J.J. : What is it? A BOMB.