Everybody Loves Raymond s09e11 Episode Script

- Hey.
- Hey, how was the game? lt was good.
Yeah.
Knicks finally won.
The twins loved it.
Oh, and their new buddy, Chris there-- he's my new favorite of their friends.
Yeah.
Hello, Chris, goodbye Spencer.
That's great.
So where are the boys? They're gonna hitchhike home from the strip club.
Nah, they took Chris next door.
They're shooting hoops.
Who is this Chris? Have l met him? Oh, he's adorable.
His dad works at the school.
Oh, yeah? What subject does he teach? He's not a teacher.
Actually, he's the custodian.
Oh, really? l didn't know that.
- Ah, that's funny.
- Why? No no.
'Cause, uh we were eating peanuts and l looked down, and little Chris had all the shells on his lap.
And l said, ''Hey, Chris, you can throw those on the floor.
That's what they pay the janitor for.
'' - Oh! - Oh my God! - Raymond, how could you? - What? Oh my God, Ray, what are you thinking? That poor boy must be devastated.
l think that's sick.
No no.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Everybody calm down.
l didn't devastate anybody.
lt was totally fine.
lt was a joke.
The kid laughed, he-- he threw his shells on the floor.
And then we watched the game and we all lived happily ever after.
Raymond, you're a lovely boy, but this is why sometimes when you talk, my heart goes into my throat.
l agree 100%, Ma, except for the ''lovely boy'' part.
l've tried to teach you.
You should know that words could hurt people.
That's right, Raymond! No one's talking to you, Robert.
You're such a busybody.
l'm telling you the kid was fine.
Mom's out of her mind.
Yeah, well, be that as it may, you've done it again.
My heart goes out to the boy.
Will you stop it? l was just being funny.
l beg to difer.
You say things that nobody likes.
Just like that time with your parents.
What are you talking about? Well, remember how you saw the little Jesus figurine on their dashboard, and you said to them, ''l guess this must be a hard car to make out in''? Well, l mean the guy's looking right at ya.
Ray, it can't always be the other person's fault when they don't get you.
But this thing with the kid was funny.
l'm telling you, he laughed.
Yeah yeah.
You see, if he laughed, it was the uneasy chuckle of a terrified young child having to spend the afternoon with a very mean and unfunny man.
l bet when you make out in the car, that Jesus weeps.
Hi, kids.
Hey, Chris! Hi! Chris, l want you to meet to boys' Uncle Robert and Aunt Amy.
Hi, Chris.
How are you doing, buddy? Good.
- Let's go upstairs, you guys.
- Yeah.
You guys go have fun.
l mean-- l mean, go have more fun 'cause we had a lot of fun today, didn't we, guys? Obviously traumatized.
Oh.
Stop it, huh? Look at him.
How soon you forget your own past, Raymond.
How about all the time we had to laugh at Dad's horrible pubert jokes? He had to make jokes.
You went through pubert at six.
You stole that line from Dad! Come on, Amy, we're getting the paper and moving far far away from jack-ass lane! l'll still visit.
What? Don't look at me.
They think you did something wrong and they gotta bring Jesus into it.
Right? Hi, l'm Chris' dad, George Buckner.
Oh.
Oh hey, l'm Ray.
Hi hi hi.
Come on in.
l know l'm a little early, but l figured you probably had enough of him.
Oh, never.
He was a pleasure.
- ln fact, we'll keep him.
- Ha ha ha.
Okay, but no givesies-backsies.
- Hey, how was the game? - Oh, they had a blast.
Yeah.
lt was a real treat for Chris.
This was his first Knicks game.
- Yeah.
Well, good.
- Mmm.
Ray, why don't you go up and tell Chris his dad is here? Can l get you something? No, l'll get him something to drink.
You can go upstairs.
Go ahead.
lt's okay.
l can do things.
Yeah.
Come on.
Come on in.
Hey.
Can l give you something for today? Oh, no no.
l get the tickets for free.
Oh, it's okay, but l've been to the movies with him-- he can eat fort bucks worth of candy.
Oh, well, consider his stomachache my gift.
That's funny.
Yeah, funny, right? Yeah yeah.
- You know what else is funny? - No.
You know, uh uh-- at one point, Chris started eating peanuts, and l looked down, and he's not throwing the shells away.
He's got all of them on his lap.
So l say to him, ''Hey, Chris, you can throw those on the floor.
That's what they pay the janitor for.
'' Ha ha! Yeah yeah.
And then he laughed.
He kinda laughed hard.
And then he took his shells and he put them on the floor real gently.
So l guess you got him trained really good at home.
Uh, it was just kind of a a-- a simple remark, you know? A ''hey-throw-your-nuts- on-the-floor-ha-ha'' remark.
Yeah yeah.
lt was funny.
lt was funny.
He's funny-- Chris.
You know, he's my favorite friend of the kids'.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
You know what else is funny? l didn't know-- l didn't know that that was your that-- that-- that's your craft.
- Hi, Dad.
- Hey, buddy.
Let's go.
Listen, Chris.
lt was great having you.
We'll have to do it again sometime.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
That's a polite kid.
Yeah yeah.
Any time, Chris.
Take it easy.
Yeah.
And it was nice meeting you mister! l'll see ya, Chris! You're my new favorite friend of the kids'! Next time before l take a kid to a game, would it kill you to tell me what his father does for a living? What did you do? Either l'm not telling that Chris story perfectly, or-- or his father's a little sensitive.
You told him what you said?! Why the hell would you do that?! To show-- to show you that it's just a funny story and that anybody would be fine with it.
And is he fine with it? l'm not always right! Ray, l was worried that Chris would tell him.
l never thought that you'd go and commit hara-kiri.
Well, l didn't mean anything by it.
He's sensitive.
You'd think a janitor would be tougher.
Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop saying that! You have to realize you said a horrible thing, and you are not a funny person.
l know! Good.
Good.
When you take the kids to school tomorrow, you'll go down to that furnace room and apologize to Chris' dad.
All right.
Hi! l think Chris left his retainer here.
l'm sure it's upstairs.
Go on up, Chris.
Come on in.
Come.
Come in.
Can l-- can l get you something? Maybe, uh, some ginger ale or pretzels? No, thanks.
Listen, l hope you didn't get upset or or or angry about the thing l said before, about the thing l said-- at the game? Let's just forget it.
'Cause he would never say anything to hurt yours or Chris' or anybody's feelings.
Hey, l'm doing it! lt's okay.
No, it's not okay.
lt's not.
Come here, please.
Just sit down for one minute.
One minute, please.
Go ahead.
Just-- just sit down, please.
Please please please.
You know you know what happened? l-- l wasn't thinking.
So-- so l'm sorry that l was a little insensitive.
l think maybe l said what l said because l'm not a janitor.
Well, actually, now that you mention it, we prefer the term custodian.
Custodian.
Right.
Custodian.
l meant custodian.
l always say custodian.
l've said custodian! lt-- it's okay, really.
l-- l'd better get going.
No no.
Now l feel like you feel like you have to go, but, please-- l'm not like that.
- l know.
- No no.
Please, wait.
Ray, let him go.
l'm sorry, George.
Hey, don't apologize for me! Hey, can l use your phone to call real estate agents? Yeah, sure.
Every time l try to call them from over there, l hear Ma breathing on the upstairs line.
Hey, Robert, you remember the twins' wonderful friend Chris? This is his wonderful dad, George.
Oh l think Chris is wonderful-- a splendid lad.
He's my brother Robert.
Yeah.
He's a cop.
He's a cop, just a regular cop-- working Joe-- my brother.
You ready, Chris? You got your retainer? Not yet.
We're gonna go play on the computer.
Yeah, but we really have to-- great.
Let him stay.
They should stay.
They're having a fantastic time.
ln fact, this is better 'cause you guys can just sit down and get to know each other better.
Yeah yeah.
Just sit.
Sit sit sit.
Sit.
Sit.
Sit.
Sit down.
Down.
What are you doing? No, they have a lot in common, these guys.
- We do? - Sure.
Sure.
l just think it's so interesting, you know? One of you keeps the schools clean, and one of you keeps the streets clean.
You know? Metaphorically.
But the main thing is, should one of you start to slack of-- wow! There's a mess.
Ray, what are you doing? l'm talking to the backbone of America.
You have to stop.
George, Ray is sorry for his faux pas, and l'm sorry for all of this.
''Faux pas! Faux pas!'' You're so much better than me, right? This is not about me.
l know.
So stay out of it.
l don't go apologizing for you when you do one of your faux pas.
You know what? Next time l make a faux pas like you, - please say something! - l will, l will.
Chris! Go get your retainer.
You gotta stop taking it out! Robert, put that phone down.
Oh, hello.
Uh, Marie, this is our friend George-- Chris' dad.
- This is Ray's mom Marie.
- Hi.
Wait.
You're the janitor? Custodian, custodian.
Oh.
'Cause l thought-- Marie, what's the story with the cannelloni? lt's ready.
Let's go.
Who's this? This is Chris' dad George.
The janitor? Marie, you said he was black.
- Ah! - Oh! - No, l didn't! - What are you talking about? - You said-- - No, l said he was African-American! - Ah.
- Oh-hh.
Okay.
What are you arguing for? l apologize, George.
lt's just, well-- well, l-- you know, l think it's wonderful that anyone can be a janitor now.
George, please No, it's okay.
l-- l really have to go.
l want to assure you that Marie does not speak for all of us.
She just speaks more than all of us.
Who are you to talk? You came in saying ''black''! Oh my God! George, listen, l-- you don't know what it's like to live with this man.
l mean, he-- he's a constant embarrassment.
l'm just waiting for a retainer.
What about the time you worked for Pelk Accounting? Oh, yeah, that was funny.
l walk into work one morning and there's this huge lady sitting at one of the other guy's desks, working the phones.
So l go over to lrv Lebrotte and l say, ''Hey, who's that big, fat moose over there?'' He smiles at me and says, ''That's my mom.
'' Oh my God, Frank, what did you say? Well, l was pretty quick on my feet back then, so l said, uh, ''What do you feed her?'' And l walked away.
You're unbelievable, Frank.
Whenever l take him anywhere, l wanna give out cards that say ''l'm sorry'' on them.
My cards say ''Wife for sale.
'' The phone ain't ringing.
Will you two stop? This is why everybody thinks our family is crazy.
lt's because of you two and Raymond.
How dare you, talking about our family in front of company? l apologize for my son.
Don't apologize for me.
You came in here with the biggest faux pas ever, not me! Oh, yeah? How about the time you arrested the guy for flashing gang signs, huh? And you started reading him his rights, but he just kept flashing gang signs, making you madder and madder.
He wasn't breaking the law, was he, Robert? No.
What was he doing? He was being deaf.
Holy crap.
Fee-fi-faux-pas! Oh, God, l still remember.
l'm so so sorry.
Yeah that's worse than what l did, right, George? No, it is not worse because at least he apologized and then left it at that.
You're going on to make this even more humiliating by what you're doing.
Why? What? What am l doing? What? George, what? You say that horrible thing to poor little Chris, and then you go and say the exact same thing to the man himself! And then you invite your whole family in, the flying faux pas who treat him to an afternoon of insults.
All right.
All right, all right.
l'm sorry.
George, l said something stupid, and l'm sorry.
l am.
l'm very very sorry.
Hey, it's okay, man.
Let's-- let's really just forget about it.
Please? Thank you, George.
Ray, go upstairs and help Chris find his retainer so George can get out of here.
Okay.
But l've been thinking of something, though.
No.
No no no.
Because maybe, yes, it-- it seems l was a little insensitive.
But, actually, that thing at the game today-- ''Hey, you can throw your shells on the floor.
That's what they pay the janitor for.
'' l was just stating a fact, right? l mean, it's true, isn't it? lt's like this-- l'm a sportswriter, right? So the next time you're cleaning up something and your kids are with you, and a sporting event goes by, and one of your kids says, ''Hey, l should write about that.
'' Then you can say, ''No, you don't have to.
That's what they pay the sportswriter for.
'' You see? lt's the same thing-- sportswriter, janitor custodian.
l'm very sorry! Chris! l can't find it.
lt's all right, your teeth are straight enough.
l hope you're all happy.
Listen, George, George l want to apologize to you and your family.
And l just hope that the children can still be friends because that's the most important thing, even if the parents can't figure out how to get along.
You're right.
Thank you.
Great great.
l just want my kids to be friends with everybody.
l mean, who knows? Tomorrow they might come home with some boy whose dad works in a sewer.
No-- l-- uh l didn't-- l'm sorry.
Debra! l found it-- it was in the fish tank.
Oh.
Put it in and let's go.
Thanks again for the ballgame.
Okay.
Thank you.
Well, we're never gonna see them again.
No, l think he'll be back.
He forgot his keys.
l just feel horrible for a custodian to see all this mess.
l think l'll straighten up.
Hey.
Chris and his dad are outside and he asked me to get his keys for him.
lt seemed like he didn't want to come back inside.
l don't blame him.
lt was kind of a nightmare.
Oh, yeah? Did your mother come over and make things worse as usual?