All language subtitles for 2x05.EN

Hi, Ma. What are you watching?

I don't know.
One of those Steven Spielburger movies.

That's not a Steven Spielberg movie.

What are they doing?

You know. We had that talk
when you were 12.

Ma, I can't believe this.
You rented a dirty movie?

Dirty is in the eye of the beholder.

OK, maybe that's a little dirty.

I cannot watch any more of this.

Hi.

Wrong button. That's fast forward.

Oh, my. What are they doing?

I know what they're doing,
but I never saw it at that speed.

It reminds me of
my Uncle Ricky's rabbit farm.

- That's reverse, Dorothy.
- I did that once.

It was his birthday.

Ma, we did not get a VCR
so you could watch dirty movies.

I'm 81, what are you worried about?

That I'll find someone to do that with?

- When's Jean coming?
- She's left the airport.

I hope she has a good time.

It was so tough for me
after Charlie died.

She's getting better every day.

How long were Jean and Pat married?

They were together eight years.

Poor thing.
I wish there was something I could do.

I know. I'll make my famous
ice-cream clown sundaes.

The ones with little raisin eyes
and sugar-cone caps.

If that doesn't fill the void,
nothing will.

- What's the matter?
- Nothing. Nothing.

I'm nervous about Jean.
She's very special.

I don't know if she'll get along
with Blanche and Rose.

- Because she's a lesbian?
- Oh, Ma, she's not a lesbian.

What an absurd thing...
How did you know?

I've known since you two
were in college together.

She didn't even know in college.

- How did you know?
- A mother knows.

Should I tell Rose and Blanche?

Jean is a nice person.

She just likes girls instead of guys.

Some people like cats instead of dogs.

I'd rather live with a lesbian
than a cat.

Unless a lesbian sheds.
That I don't know.

- Jean.
- Dorothy.

Oh, honey, it is so good to see you.

Sophia. You haven't aged a bit.

You look great.

You were always a terrific girl.

Dorothy,
why can't you be more like Jean?

Scratch that.

- Where are your roommates?
- Jean,

that's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

I don't know how to phrase this.

The lesbian thing.
Do you keep it under your hat, or what?

Ma.

Jean, do you?

- I mean...
- I know what you mean.

You didn't say Pat was a woman.

They just assumed Pat was your husband.

I wanted to check with you
before I told them.

Dorothy, I'm not embarrassed
or ashamed of who I am.

You know your friends better than I do.

If you think they can handle it,
I'd prefer to tell them.

Here we are. Ice-cream clowns with hats
for everybody.

It'll be our little secret.

Hi, Jean. I'm Rose.

Nice to meet you, Rose.

- Ice-cream clown sundae?
- Jean will be here for a week.

Let's not have all the really big fun
right away.

Oh, Blanche, this is my friend Jean.

- I'm so glad to meet you, Jean.
- Me too, Blanche.

I've heard so much about you,
I feel like we're bosom buddies.

Ma, not a word.

We're gonna have such fun.
I know the best restaurants,

- the best clubs, the best men.
- Blanche.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Was that insensitive of me?

Maybe you're not ready for men yet.

You don't know the half of it.

Jean, put your suitcase in Ma's room.

Ma's gonna sleep with me.

- You wouldn't mind?
- No problem.

I'll just remember
when I get up at night

the bathroom is to my left.

Last time we had a guest,
I killed two potted palms.

So, tell me.
What do you have planned today, Jean?

Nothing special.

Jean, forgive me for dwelling
on the subject of men,

but isn't it about time
you planned something special?

Oh, I couldn't.

Oh, come on. Of course you could.

Believe her, Blanche, she couldn't.

I couldn't even think of another man
for years after my husband died.

That's exactly why you have
bad muscle tone.

Let me know if you change your mind.

I haven't eaten a breakfast like this
since I left the farm.

Really? You were raised on a farm?

- Until I was 17. A dairy farm.
- Whoa. A dairy farm?

Just like me.

Did you hear that?
Jean was raised on a dairy farm.

Why didn't you tell me
Jean was raised on a dairy farm?

I was afraid it might be
too much excitement for you.

- Did you help with the milking?
- Oh, yes.

Until we got a milking machine.

Thank goodness
for the milking machine.

Hard as it is to leave,

- I have to get ready for work.
- Yes, me too.

I can be in late today.

- Would you come to a matinee?
- That sounds great.

I remember when we first got
our milking machine.

I hooked Molly up to it
and she dropped like a rock.

- Oh, no.
- She wasn't electrocuted.

After that,
she was no good for milking.

But she became the most popular cow
during mating season.

I do love the rain so.

It reminds me of my first kiss.

Your first kiss was in the rain.

No, it was in the shower.

Sophia. Where have you been?
I thought you were taking a nap.

- I went to the video store.
- I told you I'd go.

Forget it. The last time you brought
back Seven Brides For Seven Brothers.

You know how disappointed I was
that it's a musical?

So, Jean and Rose aren't back yet?

They're probably
having lunch together again.

They certainly have hit it off,
haven't they?

I'm so glad.
Jean's such a lovely person.

Oh, yes, she is.

Lovely.

Dorothy, I don't want you
to take this the wrong way,

but there's something about Jean

- that bothers me.
- Bothers you?

Every time I suggest she go on a date,
you change the subject.

Come on, Blanche, that's ridiculous.

Look. I think the rain
is beginning to let up.

Dorothy, I may be a lot of things,

but naive is not one of them.

Face it.

Your friend Jean...
is seeing a married man.

Blanche, that is absolutely uncanny.

I wasn't born yesterday.

- Oh, my God. What happened?
- Don't worry, she'll be fine.

Of course you will, honey.

That phoney hair colour won't come out
just cos it got wet.

It's not that.

We saw Love Story
and Terms Of Endearment.

It was the Cry Me A River matinee
at the Rialto.

I'll be back. I want to change,
then I'll make us some tea.

Blanche, would you mind
if I spoke to Dorothy privately?

Mind? Why, of course not.

And listen,

don't you worry,
your secret is safe with me.

Dorothy, I'm afraid
I'm going to have to leave today.

Because of Blanche?

No, nothing to do with Blanche.

Something unexpected has come up.

- Back home? Is it serious?
- It's not back home,

but it is serious.

I haven't met anyone
as good and decent as Rose

since Pat died.

And I think I'm falling in love.

Not tonight, Salvadore,
I've been cooking all day.

Ma, it's me. It's Dorothy.

Oh, Dorothy.
The way your elbow was poking me,

I thought it was your father
sneaking up on me.

I'm sorry, Ma. Go back to sleep.

- Ma...
- Is it morning already?

No.

- I want to ask you a question.
- What?

How would you react if you were told
one of your kids was gay?

Your brother Phil is gay? I knew it.

As a kid, we couldn't keep him away
from gladiator movies.

Ma, Phil is not gay.

You mean you're gay?

Is Jean having a membership drive?

- Ma...
- Dorothy,

I know you don't get many dates,
but stick with what you know.

At your age, it's hard
to break into something new.

- Good night.
- Ma. I am not gay.

I just wanted to get your reaction.

I'll tell you the truth, Dorothy.

If one of my kids was gay,

I wouldn't love him one bit less.

I would wish him every happiness.

You're the greatest mother
in the world. And I love you.

Fine.

Now keep your fat mouth shut
so I can get some sleep.

Jean thinks she's in love with Rose.

Ma, come on. It's not funny.

The hell it's not.

Jean in love with Little Miss Muffet?
Come on.

What is going on?

Nothing.

Come on. I heard you laughing.
What's so funny?

For starters, Jean is a lesbian.

Ma.

What's funny about that?

- You aren't surprised?
- Of course not.

I've never known any personally,
but isn't Danny Thomas one?

Not Lebanese, Blanche.

Lesbian.

Lesbian.

Lesbian.

Lesbian?

But isn't that where one woman
and another...

We already know what it means.

Jean's very attractive.
She could have any man she wants.

- She doesn't want them.
- Well, why not?

A man has so much more to offer,
you know?

I found that out when Mark Perper ran
for Class President in the third grade.

What?

His slogan was "Vote for me,
I'll show you my wee-wee."

He won by a landslide.

Well, I'll never understand

what Jean doesn't see
in the opposite sex.

But if that makes her happy,
that's fine by me.

Jean's in love with Rose.

Rose?

Jean has the hots for Rose?

I do not believe it.

- I was pretty surprised myself.
- Well, I'll bet.

To think Jean would prefer Rose
over me?

That's ridiculous.

Blanche, please.

If you had to pick me or Rose,
who would you pick?

Blanche, pull yourself together.

Oh. I'm sorry.

- Does Rose know?
- No.

Oh, good. You shouldn't tell her.

After all, she's not as worldly
about these things as I am.

If she hears Danny Thomas is a lesbian,

it'll break her heart.

- Bless you.
- Stop blessing her.

She shouldn't have run around
in the rain for dirty movies.

- I'm going to bed.
- Me, too. I'll call it a night.

Don't sleep in the same bed as Sophia.

- You could get that cold.
- You're right.

Ma, take your own room.
Jean can sleep in my room.

You're letting a sick,
old woman sleep in her own bed?

Bless you, warden.

I wouldn't mind sleeping here
on the sofa.

That lumpy thing? No.
You're sleeping in my room.

I think I'll retire too,
to do my facial packs and compresses.

It takes me an hour,

but that's why my skin is as smooth
as a baby's bottom.

That must explain the urge
I sometimes have

to diaper your head.

- Want to play a few more hands?
- Sure.

Staying up like this playing games

reminds me of
my teenage slumber parties.

Oh, God. Oh, I'll never forget
my first slumber party.

We all fought over who had
the cutest date for the prom.

- I never got to go to the prom.
- You're kidding. Why?

Well, I really wanted to go with
Delbert Twitchell.

He was the most gorgeous boy
at our school.

And he was captain of
the Precision Combine Drill team.

Actually, I was so sure
Delbert was going to ask me,

I turned down a foreign
exchange student, Cyril Mountbatten.

Daddy didn't like Cyril anyway,
cos he was British.

Daddy said the relationship
would never work out,

on account of the language barrier.

Daddy was a very caring
and ignorant man.

Finally, it got to
the day before the prom

and Delbert still hadn't asked me.

So, I marched across
a crowded cafeteria,

stared him straight in the eye
and said,

"Delbert, what gives?"

He said, "Jenny McCoy.
That's why I'm taking her to the prom."

The first year after Charlie died
was the hardest.

I'd lie awake for hours.

I could not get used to sleeping alone.

Then I took the extra pillows

and shoved them under the covers
to lie next to them.

It didn't really feel like Charlie,

but sometimes it helped me fall asleep.

I'll have to try that.

Oh, it can't be two o'clock.

It is.

Oh, I'd better let you get some sleep.

- Good night, Rose.
- Good night.

Oh, Jean. With it this late,
don't wake Dorothy.

- Stay in my room tonight.
- Well,

I suppose that makes more sense
than waking Dorothy.

Good. By the way,
you're not a cover hog, are you?

- No.
- Good, cos I am.

Rose, are you awake?

Rose?

Am I hogging the covers?

Oh, no, no, no. Everything's fine.

Rose, I want to tell you something.

If I don't say it,
I'll never get to sleep.

What?

I like you very much, Rose.

I like you too, Jean.

I think you're very special.

I think you're special, too.

What I really want to say is, I...

I'm quite fond of you.

I'm fond of you, too.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Blanche, have you seen Jean?
- No.

I wonder where she could be.

Did she say anything when you got up?

- She never came to bed.
- Maybe she stayed with Sophia.

Ma, did Jean sleep with you
last night?

There are a lot of things
I want to try before I die,

but that's not one of them.

Then she must have stayed
in Rose's room.

My God. You don't suppose
Jean would ever... you know?

Listen, Blanche.
I do not believe for one moment

that anything other than
gin rummy happened

between Rose and Jean last night.

Dorothy? Something terrible happened.

Oh, God.

If someone told you
to jump off a bridge, would you do it?

Sophia, Blanche, would you excuse us?

You don't want to talk to me?

Thanks, but it really involves
Dorothy's friend.

We're going, we're going.

OK, Rose, what is it?

- It's about Jean.
- What about Jean?

I don't want to shock you, Dorothy,
but Jean...

I know. Jean is gay.

You know already?

- How about Blanche?
- No, Blanche is not gay.

I don't mean that. I mean, she knows?

- And Ma.
- You told everybody but me?

I didn't even know
if you'd know what a lesbian was.

I could have looked it up.

I'm sorry.
I thought I was doing the right thing.

I guess I underestimated you.

That's not important.
I've got a problem.

I like Jean. I like her a lot.

But I think she's in love with me.

- She told you?
- Well, not in so many words.

But I knew what she meant.

Unless I'm wrong, Dorothy.

You know I'm wrong
about so many things.

You're not wrong about this.

Dorothy, what am I gonna do?

Dorothy, I... Oh, hi, Rose.

What's with the suitcase?

I decided I do have to go.

- But you were going to stay...
- Dorothy,

would you mind if I spoke with Jean?

No. Fine. Go ahead.

I'm going. I'm going.

- Want a cup of coffee?
- Maybe I will have a coffee.

Rose, about last night.

I should never have said anything.

You only said what you were feeling.

It's just that this last year
has been so difficult for me.

Pat was the person I planned to spend
the rest of my life with.

And when she died,

I just felt so terribly alone.

Empty.

I thought I could never
care for anyone again.

Until I met you.

I just got very confused.

I hope I didn't make you feel
uncomfortable.

Well, I have to admit,

I don't understand
these kinds of feelings.

But if I did understand,

if I were, you know,

like you,

I'd be very flattered and proud
that you thought of me that way.

Thank you, Rose.

I guess that's all I had to say.
Except you don't have to go.

Unless you think our friendship alone
isn't enough.

It's enough.

This isn't what it looks like.

I know, I was listening at the door.

Why were you listening at the door?

Because I'm not tall enough
to see through the window.