Good Times1974

J.J.:
Sweets, this can't be a social call.

Sweet Daddy:
Why not, J.J.?

J.J.:
You mean it is?

Sweet Daddy:
Naw!

J.J.:
I didn't think so.

Sweet Daddy:
But, Sweet Daddy is mad, and is very upset that you don't think of me as just 'plain folk'.

J.J.:
Well, Sweets it's hard to think of some people as plain folks, like Jack The Ripper, Attilah The Hun, Darth Vader!

Sweet Daddy:
Boy, don't you be calling me no Darth Vader, boy!

[Sweet Daddy grabs J.J. and starts to shake him]

Willona:
[yells] Hey!

Penny:
[Penny runs up to Sweet Daddy] You let go of J.J.!

[Penny kicks Sweet Daddy on his ankle]

Sweet Daddy:
Owww! Oh lord! I sure hope she didn't hit a diamond

[Sweet Daddy pulls up his pants leg, and nurses a jewel encrusted ankle bracelet]

Willona:
Penny! Penny, I'm shocked at you! Nice young ladies don't go around kicking other people!

Sweet Daddy:
Right On!

Willona:
But, a pointy headed orangutang is

[snaps her fingers]

Willona:
cool with Mama!

[to Sweet Daddy's bodyguards, who are blocking the front door]

Willona:
Move, goons!

[Penny pushes past them]