♪ Now the world don't move ♪
♪ To the b*at of just one drum ♪
♪ What might be right for you ♪
♪ May not be right for some ♪
♪ A man is born ♪
♪ He's 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 gotta
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 their ♪
♪ And you'll have yours ♪
♪ And I'll mine ♪
♪ And together we'll be fine ♪
♪ 'Cause it takes ♪
♪ Diff'rent Strokes
to move the world ♪
♪ Yes, it does ♪
♪ It takes ♪
♪ Diff'rent Strokes
to move the world ♪
(upbeat light rock music)
- See that gorgeous
girl, Arnold?
That little beauty's about to
become my date for the dance.
- Now why would she
wanna become your date?
Unless she does charity work?
(audience laughing)
- She's mine, Arnold.
And I know just what to do.
I'm gonna use the same att*ck
that your brother always uses.
- Begging?
(audience laughing)
- Come on.
Watch this.
(audience laughing)
Hello, foxy mama.
(audience laughing)
This is your lucky day.
(audience laughing)
- And I thought she
was gonna fall for it.
(audience laughing)
- I don't understand!
I thought it was foolproof!
- It's proof you're a fool!
(audience laughing)
- Come on, Arnold.
I've gotta find the right
kinda girl to take to the dance!
I mean, this is the
biggest dance of the year!
And they even gonna mop the
sweat off the gymnasium floor!
(audience laughing)
- Dudley.
- All right, I'm sorry.
Hey, look at her!
And she's a cheerleader too!
(audience laughing)
- Dudley, you're
embarrassing me!
- Hey listen, Arnold.
Let me take another sh*t.
Please?
- What is the big deal?
- I've never dated
a cheerleader!
- You've never dated
in your own species.
(audience laughing)
- Come on, Arnold.
You keep the friend busy
while I talk to the cheerleader!
- Dudley, I hate small talk.
- Please?
- All right.
Go over there and get sh*t down.
Knowing you, this should
take about five seconds.
(audience laughing)
- I'll bet you she doesn't
throw ice cream on me.
- No, she'll probably hit
you with canned goods.
(audience laughing)
Five, four, three...
- Hello, sweet cakes.
I'm Dudley.
Better known as Professor Love.
(audience laughing)
- And even better known
as Professor Cornball.
(audience laughing)
- I think he's kinda cute.
- You do?
Hey, do you guys
go to Roosevelt?
Oh yeah, I guess you do.
- Well, two more
seconds oughta do it.
(audience laughing)
- This is my friend, Arnold.
- [Girl With Braids] Hi.
- Hi!
- I think I've seen you before.
Would you guys like
to sit down with us?
- Hey, yeah, sure!
You wouldn't wanna go
sit over there, would you?
I'll buy you a Coke!
A large!
- Sure, why not!
- With me?
- Yeah, silly!
(audience laughing)
- I see you have the best table.
This one's got all the
sugarless gum underneath it.
(audience laughing)
- Right.
Your friend's pretty nice.
- Yeah, he's a nice guy.
Mind if I take a load off?
So, your friend's a cheerleader.
- Sarah's not really my friend.
I'm just tutoring her in math.
But she is a cheerleader.
(hums)
- You're not a
cheerleader, are you?
- Oh, no.
No, I'm afraid I wouldn't
make a very good one.
(hands tap on table)
- Me neither. (laughs)
(audience laughing)
- Yeah, you'd look awfully silly
in a skirt and saddle shoes.
(laughs) (audience laughing)
- What do you mean?
I've got great legs!
(audience laughing)
- Are you as
uncomfortable as I am?
- Worse!
- Isn't it awful being
in situations like this?
- I hate it!
I get all nervous and sweaty?
- You're not sweating, are you?
- Not as bad as you.
(audience laughing)
- Listen, what home
room are you in?
- 302, Mrs. Mansey.
- Oh no, old Hawk Face Mansey?
The one with the
crooked wig and moles?
(audience laughing)
(laughing)
(upbeat rock music)
- Maggie, I feel
silly doing this.
- You gotta learn
some modern steps
if you wanna chaperone
the kids at the dance!
- I have a better idea.
Instead of you trying to
teach me to do the bird,
why don't we teach
the kids to do the twist!
(laughs)
- Come on, I'll do it with you.
Now point your
toes in like a pigeon.
- [Phillip] Okay.
- Hold your arms up like this!
Five, six, seven, eight.
(audience laughing)
That's it, that's it.
- I feel as if I'm going
to fly south for the winter.
(audience laughing)
- Mama?
Mr. D?
- Saved by redhead.
- Look what I accidentally
did to Arnold's favorite model!
If he finds out I broke it,
I'm gonna have more
busted parts than it does!
(audience laughing)
- Sam, things always
work out for the best
when you tell the truth.
- I am telling the truth!
Arnold's gonna k*ll me!
(audience laughing)
- [Maggie] Hi Arnold!
- [Phillip] Hi Arnold!
- Hi!
Oh, it was a lovely Spring day.
I saw a robin, the
sun was shining,
and even that pimple
I had cleared up.
(audience laughing)
- Okay, honey.
Go ahead, tell him.
- Well, it's been
nice knowing you.
(audience laughing)
Arnold, I've got
something to tell you.
- What's that, Sam?
- I accidentally
broke your model.
I'm real sorry I did and
please don't tie my hair in knots.
(audience laughing)
- It's only a model, Sam.
- Arnold, this is your favorite!
- Sam, quit while you're ahead!
(audience laughing)
- Thanks.
- Well, Arnold, you certainly
seem to be in a good mood.
- Aren't I always
in a good mood?
(audience laughing)
- No.
(audience laughing)
Only when you've fallen
in love with some dumb girl.
(audience laughing)
- She's not dumb, Sam.
- Arnold, have you been
bitten by the love bug again?
- I'm gettin' outta here.
I hate pukey girl stories.
(audience laughing)
- Well, Arnold, I love
pukey girl stories.
Tell us everything.
- Well, Maggie, it's like this.
We met, actually, you see...
- Hey Romeo, this
sounds serious!
- It is, Dad.
I've gone out with girls before,
and I've even fallen
for some of 'em.
But this is different.
- [Sam] Talk soft, Arnold!
I can still hear you!
(audience laughing)
- I met Molly for
the first time today.
And I'm already doing
this goofy dumb stuff.
Like you did when
you first met Maggie.
(audience laughing)
- Oh come on, I didn't.
- You did too!
I remember how cute
you got with your baby talk.
(audience laughing)
- Baby talk!
One lousy I wuv woo.
(audience laughing)
- Dad, I'm even doing
dumber stuff than that!
We just sat in Hamburger Heaven
and just talked for two hours!
That's the longest
I've ever been
in a restaurant without eating.
(audience laughing)
- That's the longest you've
ever been awake without eating.
(audience laughing)
- Dad, you should see her smile.
It lights up a room!
- I know.
She makes you feel tingly.
- Right.
And I've been tingled before,
but you haven't been tingled
'til you've been
tingled by Molly.
(audience laughing)
- Molly sounds very special.
You have plans to see
each other again soon?
- Not soon enough!
Tomorrow!
(audience laughing)
It's our one-day anniversary.
(audience laughing)
- One day!
Good going!
You two really stuck it out!
(audience laughing)
- Where are you
taking her, Arnold?
- Back to Hamburger Heaven!
That's where we met!
We're gonna sit in
the exact same booth,
and sip milkshakes 'til the
wee hours of the afternoon!
(audience laughing)
- Well, I'm really looking
forward to meeting Molly.
- Oh, you will when you
chaperone the big dance next week!
I'm taking her!
- You're taking her
to the big dance?
Oh, she must be very special.
- She is.
So when you guys see us,
would you mind
chaperoning the other way?
(audience laughing)
- Hey Sam!
(door closes)
How you comin' on
my love song for Molly?
- I've almost got
it for you, Arnold.
- Great!
And it better be good because
I'm gonna serenade her
with it tonight at
Hamburger Heaven!
- Okay, Arnold.
Here you go!
(guitar strums)
♪ Oh be golly, oh me Molly ♪
♪ She makes my eyes twirl ♪
♪ I sure like her
more than Big Macs ♪
♪ Too bad she's a pukey girl ♪
(audience laughing)
- The beginning needs work, Sam.
(audience laughing)
- That was my favorite part.
(knocking on door)
- Hi boys!
Arnold do you have
those albums for me?
- Yep, here they are, Dad.
I think it's really great you're
learning all the
latest dance steps!
- Well, I wouldn't wanna
embarrass you at the dance!
- Oh Dad, you
couldn't embarrass me!
- Yeah, but remember
what you said, Arnold.
You said if Mr. D does
one of his old dances,
you were gonna
hide in your locker.
(audience laughing)
- Don't listen to him, Dad.
His red hair is growing inward.
(audience laughing)
- I won't embarrass you, son.
Watch!
(scats)
- You're a wonderful
dancer, Mr. Drummond!
Looks like he has
stomach cramps.
(audience laughing)
- He's trying to learn some
of the latest dance steps.
I think he's up to
the Kennedy years.
(audience laughing)
- Hey Arnold, guess who
I'm taking to the dance.
- Ricky?
(audience laughing)
- No, Sarah.
And thanks for yesterday.
Oh, sorry about leaving you
there with Molly and everything.
- Hey!
It was no problem!
Glad to do it!
- Come off it, Arnold.
That's pretty lousy of
Dudley to stick you with Molly!
- Stick me with her?
- Yeah, I'm really
sorry, Arnold.
- It was no big deal!
- I'll say it was no big deal.
You shoulda seen her, Ricky.
- You thought she was that bad?
- Well, she was eating
French fries, not Alpo.
(audience laughing)
But she was nothing special
compared to my Sarah.
- Maybe you're right.
But she is kinda nice.
- [Ricky] Sounds to
me like Arnold likes her.
- [Dudley] Yep, it sure does!
- No.
I mean, I like her.
I don't like her.
- Just kidding, Arnold.
But you gotta be careful.
- Right.
We're not kids anymore.
We're 13.
(audience laughing)
And it's real important
who we're seen with.
- What are you talking about?
- Look Arnold.
At school there's the
cheerleaders and the jocks.
That's the A crowd.
- And then there's the B crowd.
- And then there's us.
(audience laughing)
- And the only way us is
getting with the cheerleaders
and the jocks crowd is
to date our way into it.
- Can't we just
bribe our way into it?
(audience laughing)
- No way, Arnold.
And you've got no sh*t
with someone like Molly.
And you don't want
that to happen, do you?
(light rock music)
- Come on, Arnold.
And put your collar down.
You're acting like you don't
wanna be seen with me.
- Don't be silly.
You know, Molly.
I'm getting tired of this place.
We always come here.
- We do?
We've only been here once.
(audience laughing)
- Well, we're already
falling into a rut.
(audience laughing)
- Oh, Arnold.
Hey, come on.
Maybe there's some new
chewing gum under our table.
- Oh, ready to go?
- That's why I like you.
You're silly.
- I'm not being silly.
My mouth doesn't want burgers.
It wants pizza!
- Sure, if you really want,
we can go somewhere else.
- Let's go!
My mouth just changed its mind.
(audience laughing)
- Hey Arnold, look!
Your friend Dudley's here.
- Let's not...
- Hi Dudley!
- Oh, hi Molly!
How you doing?
- [Molly] Fine.
- This is my friend, Ricky.
- Hi.
- Hello.
- Arnold?
- Hi fellas!
(audience laughing)
What a surprise!
I didn't even see you there!
- I guess it's kinda
hard to see anything
when you're sitting
under the table!
- What are you two doing?
- Nothing special.
- Don't listen to him.
Arnold brought me
here for our first date.
He's so romantic.
And he doesn't
want anyone to know.
- Everyone knows
Arnold's romantic.
Even Julio Iglesias
calls him for advice.
(audience laughing)
- Hey Dudley, I
heard you and Sarah
are really hitting it off.
You're going to the
dance and everything.
- We're hitting it off but
we haven't discussed
the everything yet.
(audience laughing)
- Maybe we can double.
Arnold's taking me.
- [Ricky] Oh, he is, huh?
- Could you excuse
us a second, Molly?
I forgot to tell Arnold he had
an important phone call before.
- [Molly] Sure.
- Be right back!
(audience laughing)
- Arnold, are you crazy?
- You're not really taking
her to the dance, are you?
- Well of course, I
mean, I felt sorry for her.
Haven't you guys ever
had the urge to be nice?
- No, not me.
- No, not really.
Not really.
- Arnold, don't you
remember the A crowd?
Do you wanna live
your entire life as an us?
- Well, I...
- Look Arnold,
there's a girl here
who's dying to go out with you.
- Look, I don't care who...
(audience laughing)
- That's her.
- Really?
And she's a cheerleader?
- Beverly's more
than a cheerleader.
When they do the human
pyramid, she's the one on top.
(audience laughing)
- Dudley, wow!
Hey man, how come you
never told me about her before!
- Because I wanted
her for myself!
(audience laughing)
But then I met Sarah!
- But Beverly's better!
She stands on Sarah!
(audience laughing)
- I can't believe she
wants to go out with me!
- We can't believe it either.
(audience laughing)
- Arnold, you oughta
ask her to the dance.
I've gotta feeling
she wouldn't say no.
- Really?
- Yeah, hey listen.
We're all going
to a party later.
Come along!
Beverly would love it!
(audience laughing)
- Hey, sounds good!
'Course, I am a party animal.
Get down!
(audience laughing)
Wait a minute, what about Molly?
- Well, just get rid of her.
- I can't do that!
- Sure you can, she'll
never know the difference.
Just give her the old sick
grandma story, or something.
- My grandmother's
been dead for 10 years.
(audience laughing)
- Good!
That proves she's not well!
(audience laughing)
- I'll go talk to Molly.
Molly...
- Is everything okay?
- No, my grandmother's
not feeling too well.
- Oh no, is there
anything I can do?
- No, but thanks.
Listen, my dad wants me home.
Do you mind if we
called it an afternoon?
- Not at all.
I just hope your grandmother's
up and around soon.
And besides, we'll
make up for everything
next week at the dance.
- Uh, listen Molly,
about the dance.
My grandmother's real bad.
I don't think I'll feel like it.
- I understand.
- Listen, don't feel bad.
I'm sure there's a million
guys who wanna ask you.
- You're sweet, Arnold.
But I wouldn't care if
there were two million.
I wouldn't go without you!
- [Audience] Aw!
- Right.
I guess I better take you home.
- Sure.
Let me get my coat.
- Did she buy it?
- [Arnold] Yeah.
- Way to go!
- All right, it's party time!
- Yeah, party time.
(audience laughing)
(applause)
- Now you try it, Phillip.
You'll look just like
Michael Jackson!
(audience laughing)
- What if I just stood
here and wore one glove?
(audience laughing)
- You'll be the hit
of the dance tonight.
Come on, Phillip!
- Yeah, come on Phillip!
(audience laughing)
I mean, Mr. D.
- All right.
(audience laughing)
Did it look like
Michael Jackson?
- No, more like Andrew Jackson.
(audience laughing)
- Well, Arnold it's gonna be a
big night for you
and Molly, huh?
Hamburger Heaven, the dance.
- Yeah.
There's been a slight
change in plans with Molly.
- What's that?
- I'm taking Beverly.
- Slight!
What happening to Molly?
- Oh no, more dumb girl talk?
(audience laughing)
- Well, what happened?
- Well, Molly and I started
off as a blazing rocket,
but we had no place
to go but Fizzleville!
(audience laughing)
- I've been there many times.
But not since I
met you, darling.
(audience laughing)
- I say!
Well, I hope you have
better luck with Beverly.
- I hope so, too, Dad.
Tonight's our first date.
But things'll go great.
Beverly's a cheerleader.
She's the top of the pyramid.
- Ooh, Arnold.
You lucked out.
Top of the pyramids
are hard to come by.
- Not for a guy like me!
(audience laughing)
Well, guess I better be going!
I can just hear my little
cheerleader calling me now!
Give me an A-R-N-O-L-D!
Arnold, Arnold,
he's the hunk for me!
Rah, rah, rah!
- Rah, rah, rah!
Roosevelt, Roosevelt!
Go team!
You see, originally
that cheer only had
one Roosevelt in it.
The other Roosevelt was my idea.
Did I tell you that?
- Yes, before the dance,
on the way to the dance,
and after the dance.
(audience laughing)
- I've added so
much to all the cheers.
A rah rah there,
a go team there!
But I suppose that's why
I'm on top of the pyramid.
- Listen, I...
- Arnold, I know what
you're gonna ask.
How'd I get on
top of the pyramid.
- I was?
- I can't tell you, Arnold.
It's a cheerleader secret.
That's nothing!
I'll never forget
the memorial game.
We were losing,
spirits were low,
and I knew it was up to me.
I got everyone into
a human pyramid,
did the Go Roosevelt Go cheer,
got things so fired up,
Roosevelt won the game,
thanks to me.
- Arnold?
- Wait!
Molly...
- Arnold!
You're not paying
attention to anything I say!
(audience laughing)
- Sorry!
- So anyway, there was
this game against Lincoln.
And I knew the only
way to save the game
was to give 'em my
Go Roosevelt Go cheer!
(audience laughing)
(audience laughing)
- I haven't had so
much fun in ages!
I can't wait to go
dancing again!
(audience laughing)
- He wore me out, Sam.
I'm two inches shorter than
I was when the night began.
- Did you do the
moonwalk, Mr. D?
- In a way, I did.
See, somebody
spilled their punch
and I slipped halfway
across the room in it.
(laughing)
- Okay, let's go, sugar.
Bed time.
- But mama, I wanna wait up
and hear how Arnold's date went.
- Sam, since when did
you wanna hear about girls?
- If it means staying up late,
I'll listen to that
yucky girl stuff.
(audience laughing)
- That's it, Mr. Blister.
March!
- [Sam] 'night, Mr. D.
- 'night, Sam.
I'll be right up, honey.
- [Phillip] Hi Arnold!
- Hi Dad.
- Well, did you
have a nice time?
- You know, not too bad.
- But not too good, right?
- It was terrible.
- You didn't seem to be
having a very good time
with Beverly at the dance.
- Dad,
a guy can only hear so
many pom-pom stories.
(audience laughing)
- She couldn't have that many!
- 153.
(audience laughing)
- Don't worry, Arnold.
You'll find the right girl.
It just takes time.
- Well, you know Dad, I think
I let the right girl get away.
- Oh, really?
- Yeah, Molly.
- Molly, but I thought
Molly wasn't right for you.
- Well, that's only because
the guys were pressuring
me to go out with
Beverly because she's
a cheerleader,
attractive and everything.
- Well, you're not the
first guy to be sidetracked
by looks and the
so-called in crowd.
- You know, Dad.
I really feel bad about
the way I hurt Molly.
I hurt myself too!
I really blew it.
- [Audience] Aww!
(upbeat rock music)
- Hey Arnold, guess what!
Sarah just invited us
to the track team party!
- Yeah, and I'm fixing Ricky
up with my friend Karen.
She's a cheerleader, too.
- The one they
throw up in the air.
- And she's hardly
limping anymore.
(audience laughing)
- Hey listen, Arnold.
Beverly wants
you to go with her.
She said you're a
great conversationalist.
(audience laughing)
- I don't think so.
- All right, I'll let her know.
Hey, I'll get a booth
for us, Professor.
(audience laughing)
- Arnold, you turned
down Beverly?
Are you crazy?
- Look, I told you both before.
She's just so boring.
I've heard so many
pyramid stories,
I thought I was in Egypt!
(audience laughing)
- Look Arnold, you can't
judge a girl by her personality!
(audience laughing)
- And who cares if
the girls are boring.
We're getting invited
to all the A parties
and we're the
talk of the school!
- Somehow that just
doesn't mean as much to me.
- I'm worried about you, Arnold.
You were willing
to settle for Molly.
- What's with you?
We opened a whole
new world here.
Pom pom girls, water
balloons, whipped cream fights.
- Yeah, we're running around
with a classy crowd, now!
(audience laughing)
- Right, and if she's
your idea of fun,
you don't know
what you're missing.
(laughing)
- I know what I'm missing!
And I missed it because
I listened to you two jerks!
Now listen, I don't
care what you think!
And one more
cr*ck outta you guys,
this is what you get!
Now, I like Molly.
And I'm gonna go over there
and see if I can try
and get her back.
I don't know if she'll
ever speak to me again!
But all I can do is try!
(applause)
♪ Now the world don't move ♪
♪ To the b*at 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 comes two ♪
♪ They got nothing
but their jeans ♪
♪ But they got ♪
♪ Diff'rent Strokes ♪
♪ It takes ♪
♪ Diff'rent Strokes ♪
♪ It takes ♪
♪ Diff'rent Strokes
to rule the world ♪
♪ Yes, it does ♪
♪ It takes ♪
♪ Diff'rent Strokes
to rule the world ♪
07x21 - Beauty Is in the Eye of Arnold
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Series follows Arnold and Willis Jackson, two African-American boys from Harlem taken in by a rich white Park Avenue businessman and widower, Phillip Drummond, for whom their deceased mother previously worked, and his daughter, Kimberly.
Series follows Arnold and Willis Jackson, two African-American boys from Harlem taken in by a rich white Park Avenue businessman and widower, Phillip Drummond, for whom their deceased mother previously worked, and his daughter, Kimberly.