All language subtitles for Stargirl.S01E07.720p.WEB.x265-MiNX-eng

Good morning.

♪ You get up every morning ♪

♪ From your
Alarm clock's warning ♪

♪ Take the 8:15 into the city ♪

♪ There's a whistle up above ♪

♪ And people pushin'
People shovin' ♪

♪ And the girls
Who try to look pretty ♪

♪ And if your train's on time ♪

♪ You can get to work by nine ♪

♪ And start your slaving job
To get your pay ♪

♪ If you ever get annoyed ♪

♪ Look at me ♪

♪ I'm self-employed ♪

♪ I love to work at nothing
All day ♪

♪ And I'll be
Takin' care of business ♪

♪ Every day ♪

♪ Takin' care of business ♪

♪ Every way ♪

♪ I'll be taking care... ♪

Beth, are you okay?

Honey? Did you make us lunch?

Yeah, we didn't see it
in there.

I got busy.

Hope you have a great day!

Hey! Fetch!

Dad?

Dad?

Dad!

I'll take care of it,
and training begins
after school.

-Hey, buddy.
-Training for what?

Oh, you're making Courtney
get a job, too?

She can actually have mine.

Miss Hawkins,
she likes her paper on
the front porch swing.

And look out for the cat.

It's adorable,
but it's a hell beast.

No job for me,
young one.

Pat's just helping me...

-Learn to drive.
-With her homework.

Well, what I mean is, it's...

It's more like a driver's
ed class, you know?

Well,
less of a class,

and more of
a "hands-on" experience, right?

Because the only way
to really learn how to drive
is to just...

do it.

Actually, you're not right.

'Cause you're not just going
to jump behind the wheel
of an automobile

without learning
a few fundamental rules.

That's a good way
to get yourself
and everyone you love killed.

- Geez, Dad.
- Yeah.

Learning to drive
is serious business, Mike.

It's, uh...

Please tell me you're not
teaching Mike how to drive.

Mike? No.

Nope, just Courtney.
If she doesn't kill everyone.

Wait. What?

It's fine, Mom.

We're probably just going
to study a bunch of boring
old manuals

and never even leave
the Pit Stop.

That's exactly what
we're going to do.

No driving yet,
just going over

-the basic rules of the road.
-Pat.

And, you know...

You probably have
a better idea how to do it.

-Pat, listen.
-Yeah.

I appreciate you
showing interest in wanting
to teach Courtney how to drive

and I know cars are your thing,

but I really wish you would've
talked to me about this.

I'm sorry.

I should have told you.

I should tell you everything.

Like what?

Like, you look beautiful today.

Man, are they lucky
down at American Dream!

I'm lucky, too.

Okay! Let's go,
we're going to be late.

Aw.

- I'll check in with you later.
- All right.

Come on, Mike,

-you can finish it on the road.
-Shotgun!

- Let's go, guys. Come on.
- Finished.

Baby.

- Hi.
- Cindy.

What are you doing here?

I thought that these
would brighten the room.

And I'm worried about you.

I feel like I can
wake him up.

Like I can will it to happen.

-I know it sounds crazy.
-It does.

You poor thing.

Listen...

let me help.

Help how?

Help you plan Homecoming,
of course.

Look, I could find you a suit.

Make the dinner reservations.

Book the town car,
which is really important

because I want the interior
to match my corsage--

Cindy, you think I care about
some dumb dance?

Look at my dad.

You're right. You're right.

You're right. I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry I brought it up.
I shouldn't have.

I just, um...

I thought you might want
to have some fun.

Remember fun, Henry?

Yeah.

I know. I'm sorry.

I just...
I can't leave him.

I understand.

Okay? I'd be the same way
if it was my dad.

I'm so sorry.

You want to stay with me
a while?

Sure.

Oh, my God.

Good morning students,
Principal Bowin here.

I hope you're as excited
about Grease as I am.

One of my personal favorites.

Now, I expect every student
to post no comments about...

Watch where you're going.
Losers.

Why is Cindy Burman so mean?

She's always been like that.

No, I remember
in elementary school
she was a lot nicer.

Then her mom died
and her dad got remarried.

Twice, actually.

And overnight,

she became the scariest kid
in the fourth grade.

- Her mom died?
- That's no excuse.

She's just a horrible person.

So, six more hours,

then JSA time!

-Shh!
-Great! Say it louder!

Meet here after?

I can't wait.

- Oh.
- Oh! Hey. Sorry. Barbara.

A wonderful opportunity
just presented itself.

A sewing machine factory
in Oakville

that's been closed for
the better part of a decade

just went up for sale.

And I was hoping you
could help me secure it.

Me?

The city council needs
to approve the buyer,

and being from Blue Valley,

you're a great advocate
for what The American Dream
can do for a town in need.

Of course, you'll need
to make it work with
your family's schedule.

But we'd leave today,
come back tomorrow.

Yes. Wow.

Uh, let me check with Pat.

-Great. Let me know.
-Okay.

Jordan.

Thank you...

for thinking of me for this.

Of course.

You've done such
a great job here.

You and your family
should be proud.

Good afternoon, students. This
is Principal Bowin again...

I wanted to remind everyone
of the pre-game pep rally set
for promptly at five PM.

Guess what?

Surprise me.

Travis asked me to Homecoming.

Ew.

Well, that means
we can double date.

Me and Travis,
you and Henry--

What makes you think I'm even
going to the dance, Jenny?

It's ground zero for losers.

Like Travis and you,
apparently.

Why are you such a bitch?

What did you just say?

I'm saying I'm glad
you're not going to the dance.

Because I need a break
from you.

Well, it's mutual.

Idiot.

These shoes are worth more
than your life.

There is no book so bad
that it has not something good
in it.

Okay.

Worthless freak.

Here you go.

Thank you, m'lady.

Henry.

- Henry.
- Hey, not so loud.

We have to go to the dance.

I told you, I'm not up for it.

I'm not even playing
in the game tonight.

You're taking me.

If you want to go
to that dance so bad,

go with someone else.

I wish I could.

Okay, class. Let's partner up
for the cloud experiment.

Remember to put
your safety glasses on.

We are dealing with
some serious chemicals here.

Alrighty, everyone,
find a partner now. Quickly.

Hey. Want to be partners?

With you? No.

I don't see anyone else
knocking down your door.

Face it, this is happening.

Fine. Get the beakers.

I'll get the sodium chloride
and the hydrogen peroxide.

-Right.
-Less standing, more moving.

So, everyone...

Turn your papers over.

You have 45 minutes.
You know how many seconds
that is?

Anyone?

Extra credit.
Anyone?

Mr. King.

Mr. King.

Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah.

I hate tests.

I should have studied.

I'm glad I studied.

This pencil's broken.

To the power of 3.
So x is 17.

- Seventeen.
- Seventeen.

Equals 64,
so y is 23.

Use the diagram
to match the values of x.

We're doing
triangles now.

What are you staring at?

You haven't looked at
the directions once.

Yeah. This is child's play.

I literally did this
as a child.

You played with dangerous
chemicals as a kid?

That's kind of...

unusual.

Yep, not when your dad's
a chemist and leaves
the cupboards unlocked.

On purpose.

We did science experiments
for fun.

Oh.

That sounds kind of cool.

What did your dad do?

I don't really know.
My stepdad's a mechanic.

My real dad died
when I was younger,

but I hear he was
this really great guy.

Hmm. Sad he died.

Oh, don't forget
the sodium chloride.

Oh.

All right.

Whoa.

Cindy, Courtney.

Great work, you two.

Nice job.

So, are you going to the dance?

I hadn't planned on it.

Yeah, I figured.

Me either.
It's going to be so lame.

Hey, if you want
we can, um, hang.

Saturday night.

Oh, uh...

Sure.

Cool. Then I'll text you.

-'Cause you have my number.
-Mm-hm.

Okay.

You're home!

How wonderful.

How was your day, honey?

None of your business.

Of course, it's not,

but I do hope it was nice.

Do you?

Do you really hope
that I had a good day?

Because if I were you,
I'd be praying I was hit
by a car.

My day was awful...

if you must know.

I think I might retire
to my room a bit early.

Oh.

No.

No, no, no. I want
an after-school snack, Mom.

How about some cheese...

and wine?

Oh!
You know I can't serve
you wine, you silly goose.

Hmm.

So, you're disobeying me again.

No, I'm not disobeying you.

Your father has given me
very strict instructions

on alcohol and curfew and...

Yeah, I'm going to tell him
how awful you've been to me.

You're in so much trouble.

Please, Cindy. Honey.

I'll get the wine.

How about a nice Pinot Noir?

I keep a bottle in my room.

Just put it in mine.

You know your father
doesn't like it when you
visit unannounced.

Yeah, well, if I ask him,
he'll just say he's busy,
like always.

You're not allowed down there.

Stop growling at me. Creep.

Hey, guys,
welcome to the Pit Stop.

We're training here?

We need to do it
somewhere private.

The Injustice Society
is looking for us.

Courtney's right.
We've got to lay low until
we're trained and ready.

-Do we suit up, or--
-Not yet, Rick.

I've been working all day
on something special for
you guys.

We need to go over
two crucial categories.

One, what you guys can do,

and two,
what the bad guys can do.

We know what we can do.
I can hit things hard.

Yolanda can climb up walls
and kill toasters.

Beth can talk.
About everything.

Happy to!

And Courtney has a glow stick
that blows things up.

But you still don't know how
to work together as a team.

Teamwork is what made
the original Justice Society
of America so special.

But it took time for them
to become great.

And still, with all that
skill and talent,

they weren't able to survive.

So I just want you kids

to understand the dangers, too.

So, let me present

the Injustice Society
of America.

Wow!

It's great!

Let's go.

I trust you, Pat.

So,
our man comes out the door,

I hit him with three baseballs
in quick succession,

and he goes down.

Thanks for
the play-by-play,

but who are they?

They can't just come
from nowhere.

They have to come
from somewhere.

I'm telling you,

I think they were all
just kids.

They were kids.

Except maybe that big robot.

Then we should bring
our children into this.

-They could help us find them.
-No.

We agreed to keep our sons
and daughters in the dark.

My boy Isaac
is much too sensitive
for this kind of life.

You coddle him.
That's your problem, not his.

How can you not be worried?

This new JSA could already know
who we are.

No, if they knew
our true identity,

then they'd come
for us already.

Keep looking for them
while I'm gone.

I have facial recognition
programs working overtime.

We'll find this Stargirl
and her friends,

whoever they are.

"Stargirl"?

Their leader's
called Icicle.

He's the one responsible
for Joey Zarick's death.

And my dad's.

But his days are numbered.

The staff and I
went after him before,

and that's when I barely knew
how to use it.

But you still have
a lot to learn.

So, let's get started.

This is Sportsmaster.

If there's a better fighter
in the world,

I've never met them.

He first appeared on the scene
a few decades ago,

battling against Wildcat
and Green Lantern--

If we wanted a history lesson,
we'd ask Beth and her goggles.

Sportsmaster's partner
is called Tigress.

She's as sadistic as they come,

and she uses a crossbow
that's lethal--

We know.

We saw it last week.

Okay. Let's talk about
some of our, uh,

more eccentric opponents.

Like the Gambler.

Don't let his rotund form

and southern-fried charm
fool you.

He's one of the most
cunning and nefarious

criminal masterminds
in the world.

The Fiddler. Male. Caucasian.

Except he's no longer
a white dude,

she's Principal Bowin.

-We don't know that.
-Yeah, we do.

Court, you agreed to let me
do the training.

Well, can we speed this up?

Who knows how many people
are being hurt

because we're not out there
right this second.

If you're not trained
to work as a team,

you'll be the ones
getting hurt.

You have no idea the threat
that Solomon Grundy presents

if they still control him.

My point is,

rushing to confront them again
is too risky.

There are always
going to be risks.

I'm ready, don't you think?

Darn it, Court,

this exercise
wasn't just for you.

You could've saved one of those
for me to practice on.

Me too.
I'm a newbie at all this.

That was lame.

All right, well,
let's just call it for today.

We'll pick it up again
tomorrow, all right?

You'll do it tomorrow.

This was supposed to be
for the team.

I'm really sorry.

Why did you
come down here?

Is there a problem
with your stepmother again?

She's not my stepmom.

She's a glorified babysitter.

I can't take it anymore.

Can't take what,
exactly?

Being a teenager.

You are a teenager.

I want to be part
of the ISA.

Right now.

It takes two weeks
to condition them.

Two weeks of work wasted,
and for what?

It's like
you've learned nothing

from your mother's death.

I was young, okay?
That was a mistake.

Get rid of this.

I gave you powers
to protect you.

Not enhance your tantrums.

Get away from there.

Don't touch that.

Put it down.

I said,

stop.

You know,
I could be helping you for real

instead of wasting my time
in high school.

I'm the one that runs
that place,

not Principal Bowin.

Those kids will do
anything I say.

Your only concern
should be for one of those
kids.

Yeah, Henry?
He used to be fun,

but now that his Dad's
in a coma

all he does is mope around.

Just pull the plug already.

If Brainwave
doesn't wake up,

we need Henry's telepathic
abilities for my machine.

He doesn't have any,
Dad.

Can I dump him? Please?

No. You must keep watch.

Yeah, but whenever
he's not at school,

he's sitting at
that dumb hospital.

I've asked you
for one simple thing.

He doesn't have
his dad's powers, okay?

He doesn't even know
who his dad is.

None of them do.

-That's for the best.
-It's boring!

And if they knew
who their parents were,

at least I'd have someone
to talk to.

I'm all alone up there.

If you're unhappy,
buy some clothes.

Or throw another party.

I don't care which.

Who's Stargirl?

I heard the grownups talking.

The Justice Society's
in Blue Valley.

That's not your business.

I want a seat at that table.

And I want it now.

You're not ready.

Not ready?

I'm not a novice
anymore, Pat.

This isn't only about you.

It's about your friends that
you put in the line of fire.

It's about learning to be
a team to save this town

from whatever
the Injustice Society
have planned.

How about you send me
on a mission while they train?

A mission?

I can prove that I'm right
about Principal Bowin

being part of them.

There are more
important things at stake

than your selfish needs.

-But Dad, I--
-Go home, Cynthia.

And don't take this out on
your stepmother again.

I don't have time
to prepare another.

You are my greatest experiment,

dear child.

You're awful.

So, you're sure
you can handle them?

They're not babies,
Barbara.

We've got it all under control,
Barbara.

Dad's going to take us to
the homecoming game tonight.

-He is?
-Yeah.

-That sounds like fun!
-It's gonna be great.

I'm sorry
I'm going to miss it.

This has gotten me through
many boring cross country
road trips with my dad.

Circus peanuts. Gobstoppers.

Pop Rocks, when you need
a little extra boost.

Oh, Mike, you're so thoughtful!

Thank you.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Aw, come on, group hug.
Group hug.

Oh, I'm going to miss you guys
so much!

Okay, we gotta go.

-Your papers, miss.
-Good luck.

-Bye.
-Good luck.

All right.

Hey.

Everything all right?

Cameron.

What's going on?

The Homecoming dance
is tomorrow.

There's this girl
I wanna go with.

I just don't know
how to ask her.

When you really like someone,
it's never easy.

Like when I first
asked your mother out.

You had trouble asking Mom out?

Well, I had competition.

There was another man
pursuing her.

So what'd you do?

I killed him.

I first saw your mother
in Trafalgar Square in London.

Every day we would eat lunch
in the same park.

She would sketch
and I'd watch her.

When I finally got the courage
to speak with her,

she showed me page after page

of the most amazing drawings
she had made

of me.

So, she liked you too?

Yeah.

She was just waiting for me
to approach her.

You know,
maybe this girl of yours,

she's also just waiting
for you to ask her.

Yeah.

Maybe.

Hey.

You were put on this Earth
to find love.

Don't let anything stop you
from trying.

What about you, Dad?

Mom would want you to be happy.

I am happy.

Come on, Dogs!

-Gotta get into it. Right?
-Yeah.

Ladies and gentlemen,
get to your feet.

Your Blue Valley Prairie Dogs
are set to kick off!

Back to receive,
number 15, Greg Hayes

for the Civic City Atoms!

Oh! Okay, I'm starved.
I'm going to grab a hot dog.

-You two want anything?
-No, thanks.

Nachos, popcorn,

a giant foam finger,
a funnel cake--

Okay, yeah, Mike,
I'll go take out a quick loan

and then go to
the concession stand.

Coke and a hot dog.

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

According to you.

Leave her alone, Court.

Who are you two talking about?

No one.

Well, at least you had
the same answer this time.

Up the middle
for a 15-yard gain

by number 22,
Jacob Garrison.

He's my dad, you know.

Not yours.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about you and him.

Hanging out all the time,

teaching you how to learn to
drive and cook and be annoying.

Do you see me with Barbara 24/7
because I don't have a mother?

No, you don't.

-Mike--
-'Cause I deal with it.

Pat and I
have been through a lot.

More than you know.

Mike.

Courtney.

Hey.

I was hoping you'd be here.

Do you mind if I sit down?

- Please, yeah.
- Okay.

Do you want to go to
the Homecoming dance with me?

What?

Yes! I... I would.

I... I mean, I do.

But I already made plans.

Oh. Okay.

Not to go to the dance.

To hang out with Cindy Burman.

Cindy Burman.

-Really.
-Yeah.

But I... I'd really love
to go to the dance.

So, I can go talk to Cindy.

She and I can hang out
some other time.

-Okay.
-So, yes!

Great.

Touchdown!

That was another
beautiful play by Blue Valley
All-Star, Artemis Crock!

Whoo!

Go, Dogs!

My God, you're bad.

Hey, Cindy!

-Hey.
-Hi.

Hi.

I could really use
you on this team.

It's a disaster.

Um, I was wondering
if we could maybe hang out

another night besides tomorrow?

Why?

Cameron asked me
to the dance.

Are you serious?
The art freak?

Um, maybe we could
do it another--

Forget it. Forever.

-But I'd really like--
-No, no. Your loss. Not mine.

Ugh, I hate it up here.

Popcorn. Hot Dogs.
Funnel Cake.

You know, I don't see anything
on that menu

that's on your plan, big guy,
except maybe the water.

Let's hit the gym
this week, Pat.

I know everything's ready.

I've been trying
to wake Dr. King up.

Yes. I'll try again.

Thank you.

Where's Courtney?

Don't know, don't care.

You're the only one
I can always count on.

Come on, let's go get her.

Come on.

Dad?

Where is my father?

Where is he?

I want a seat at the table,
now!

Dad!

He's never there
when I need him.

Stargirl.

What the heck?

Stargirl, I presume?

You know,

you really shouldn't be taking
Courtney to these games

if she's not even going
to watch them.

Okay, I'll be back in a minute.
Hold that.

Oh, no.

Oh, no!

I so needed this today.

Until death it is all life.

Where is she?

Courtney!

Court!

Courtney!

Oh! Oh, God.

Stripesy.

Courtney.

Courtney. Courtney.

Oh, no.