Afrikaans
Akan
Albanian
Amharic
Arabic
Armenian
Azerbaijani
Basque
Belarusian
Bemba
Bengali
Bihari
Bosnian
Breton
Bulgarian
Cambodian
Catalan
Cebuano
Cherokee
Chichewa
Chinese (Simplified)
Chinese (Traditional)
Corsican
Croatian
Czech
Danish
English
Esperanto
Estonian
Ewe
Faroese
Filipino
Finnish
French
Frisian
Ga
Galician
Georgian
German
Greek
Guarani
Gujarati
Haitian Creole
Hausa
Hawaiian
Hebrew
Hindi
Hmong
Hungarian
Icelandic
Igbo
Indonesian
Interlingua
Irish
Italian
Japanese
Javanese
Kannada
Kazakh
Kinyarwanda
Kirundi
Kongo
Korean
Krio (Sierra Leone)
Kurdish
Kurdish (Soranî)
Kyrgyz
Laothian
Latin
Latvian
Lingala
Lithuanian
Lozi
Luganda
Luo
Luxembourgish
Macedonian
Malagasy
Malay
Malayalam
Maltese
Maori
Marathi
Mauritian Creole
Moldavian
Mongolian
Myanmar (Burmese)
Montenegrin
Nepali
Nigerian Pidgin
Northern Sotho
Norwegian
Norwegian (Nynorsk)
Occitan
Oriya
Oromo
Pashto
Persian
Polish
Portuguese (Portugal)
Punjabi
Quechua
Romanian
Romansh
Runyakitara
Russian
Samoan
Scots Gaelic
Serbian
Serbo-Croatian
Sesotho
Setswana
Seychellois Creole
Shona
Sindhi
Sinhalese
Slovak
Slovenian
Somali
Spanish
Spanish (Latin American)
Sundanese
Swahili
Swedish
Tajik
Tamil
Tatar
Telugu
Thai
Tigrinya
Tonga
Tshiluba
Tumbuka
Turkish
Turkmen
Twi
Uighur
Ukrainian
Urdu
Uzbek
Vietnamese
Welsh
Wolof
Xhosa
Yiddish
Yoruba
Zulu
[???]
?�It's�a�mad,�mad�world�?
?�And�guess�who's�gonna save�it�all?�?
?�It's�a�dirty�job�?
?�But�someone's�gotta�do�it�?
?�Yeah,�we�can�do�it�?
?�Super�Team�Canada!�?
?�Hey,�hey!�?
?�The�fate�of�the�free�world�?
?�Is�in�our�hands�?
?�We're�the�heroes�of�the�land�?
?�Super�Team�Canada!�?
[loon�calling]
[???]
[announcer]�Previously on�Super�Team�Canada...
[announcer] And�currently�in�my�garage...
[sobbing]
I'll�show�them.
I'll�show�everybody!
[announcer]�Meanwhile,
things�are�tense at�Jolly�Joe�Aquarium�Supplies.
[snorting�and�grunting]
[groaning�sadly]
[Breakaway]�Open�that�door
one�more�time without�pulling�anything�out,
and�I�swear�I'll�shut�it on�your�fat�face.
[growling]
[roaring]
What�do�you�care?
It's�not�like�you�ever�pay your�part�of�the�electric�bills,
or�any�bills.
I'm�still�recovering
from�a�few�hundred bad�investments.
Why�don't�you�go�back to�watering
your�"I'm�still�single and�am�gonna�die�alone"�garden.
It's�a�vertical�farm!
Every�time�you�speak,
it�sounds�like�a�sick�rhino
blowing�a�gravel�truck.
Guys,�stop!
I�know�we're�all�going a�little�crazy
'cause�we�haven't�had�any�crime in�the�past�two�weeks,
but�that�doesn't�mean we�should�turn�on�each�other.
Yes,�it�does! Who�else�am�I�gonna�turn�on?
He's�the�dumbest�person I've�ever�met!
Hey!�Poutine's�mental�state is�just�fine,
and�speaking�of�fine,
coming,�Janet!
[???]
-[alert�blaring] -[RCM-PC]�Alert!�Alert!
I�have�an�incoming high-level�message
on�my�super-secret subsonic�receiver!
Finally,�some�action!
By�the�mystic�winds, let's�do�this!
[smashing�ceiling]
-[geese�honking] -[Poutine]�She�killed�Janet!
[recording]�As�the�world's greatest�heroes,
you're�cordially�invited
to�the�Miami Superhero�Convention.
Come�meet�your�fans in�the�fun�and�the�sun
this�weekend�in�Miami!
[RCM-PC�gasping]
Yes!
I've�never�been�to�Italy!
Incredible!
This�is�a�huge�honour!
No,�I�meant�incredible
because�if�I�spend one�more�second
near�you�a-holes,
I'll�throw�an�elbow into�my�own�face.
Paris,�here�we�come!
[action�hero�cartoon�sting]
[fans]�He's�my�favourite Darrell�Smood
since�Darrell�Smood!
?�Darrell�Smood...�?
?�Junior!�?
[Narrator] But�something�was�amiss.
While�D-level�celebrity Darrell�Smood
was�swarmed�by�superfans,
Super�Team�Canada�was�swarmed
by�silence�and�indifference. -[Sask�snoring]
-[clock�ticking�loudly] -So,�who�invited�them?
And�when?
And�did�they�RSVP?
[RCM-PC] Finally,�lunch�time!
[clock�ticking�loudly]
[RCM-PC,�smashing] We�can�be�bored�at�home.
Let's�go.
[Poutine]�As�I�once�said to�my�STD�doctor...
[glass�shattering, Sask�groaning]
...when�will�this�agony�end?
[man�with�Dutch�accent] Are�you�guys�Super�Team�Canada?
You�talk�kinda�funny.
You�having�a�stroke?
No,�I'm�Dutch.�[chuckling]
I�just�wanted�to�ask you�brave�heroes�a�question.
Are�you�aware of�the�singer�Bryan�Adams?
[RCM-PC]�Of�course.
Bryan�Adams�is�not�only a�rock�'n'�roll�legend,
but�one�of�the�most�famous countrymen.
Oh,�that's�amazing.
So,�given�that�you�are Super�Team�Canada,
and�he�is�Canadian,
is�it�correct�for�me�to�assume
that�you�and�Bryan�Adams are�friends?
-Not�at�all- -���������For�sure!
Deep�down,
all�Canadians are�the�best�of�friends,
connected�by�a�unique�bond
only�those�from the�Great�White�North
can�understand.
Anything�else we�can�help�you�with?
Yes!
You�can�help�me
help�you�die!
For�I�am�Adams�Bryan,
the�anti�Bryan�Adams!
It�was�I�who�invited�you to�this�convention.
Unless�you�bring�me your�pathetic�friend,
Bryan�Adams,
everyone�here�is�doomed!
Cheesy�Death�Blimp!
[smashing]
[all�shouting]�No!
[groaning]
[groaning]�Huh?
That�claw�is�made of�Adamsbryanium,
a�rare�material�I�invented
that�neutralizes all�forms�of�super�powers.
I�spent�the�last�20�years researching�and�perfecting�it,
along�with�my�hatred of�your�bestie,
Bryan�Adams!
What�the�hell�is�your�problem with�Bryan�Adams?
Happy�to�tell�you.
Spooky�under-light�and�music.
Years�ago, when�I�was�a�little�boy
back�in�my�hometown�of�Shmjord,
I�only�loved�two�things...
making�rotten soy�cheese�popsicles,
and�the�hard-driving
"tell�it�like�it�is about�the�teenage�heart"�music
of�Mr.�Bryan�Adams.
So�I�got�multiple after-school�jobs,
saved�up�my�money,
and�bought�a�ticket to�see�my�hero
when�he�came�to�my�town.
He�was�incredible!
The�tight�jeans,
the�power�ballads
about�the�Robin�Hood.
But�after�the�concert,
I�waited�an�hour in�the�pouring�rain
to�try�to�get�his�autograph,
but�was�told�he�had left�immediately�after�the�show.
I�was�brokenhearted,
I�got�the�flu,
and�I�lost�my�jobs,
and�did�terribly�in�school,
because�of an�arrogant�jukebox�boy
who�treated�his�fans like�scheissemulepoopen!
From�that�point�on,
I�vowed�to�kill�all�Canadians,
and�I�will�not�stop
until�my�final�Canadian�victim
is...�Mr.�Bryan�Adams!
Increase�claw�pressure!
[bones�crunching, team�groaning]
I�have�an�armada
of�other�cheese-themed�blimps full�of�bombs
headed�for�your�country right�now!
Give�me�Bryan�Adams'�location,
or�your�entire�country�is
pannekoekenfloepenshnoppenfluff!
[alert�blaring] Warning!
Team�skeletal�integrity down�to�22%.
Wait!�If�you�let�us�go, we'll�call�Bryan!
How?
I've�tried�everything,
and�no�offense,�I�am�a�genius,
and�you�are�all�very, very,�incredibly�stupid.
We�would�engage�the�secret Bryan�Adams�distress�code,
the�one�all�Canadians�are�given
when�we�have�our�Bryan-mitzvahs.
Right,�guys?
-Wha...? -Huh?
The�distress�code
that�we�all�have�to�send
on�the�secret�radio
inside�RCM-PC
at�the�same�time?
Okay,�do�it,
but�no�funny�business!
One�wrong�move,
and�all�the�sad�fatties in�this�building
will�be�sliced into�stroopwafels!
[crowd�screaming�in�panic]
[klaxon�sounding]
[groaning]
Okay,�guys,�huddle�up.
[RCM-PC] Niagara,�I'm�confused.
I�have�no�secret�radio.
And�I�never�had a�Bryan-mitzvah.
My�parents�aren't�religious like�that.
[groaning]�There's�no secret�radio,�ding�dong,
but�you�do�have a�direct�comm-link
that�goes�right to�the�Prime�Minister.
[RCM-PC]�Oh,�got�it.
Uh,�okay,�Adams,
we�are�transmitting the�secret�code�now.
And,�guys, let�me�do�the�talking.
You�have�30�seconds!
[Poutine]�Oh,�his�chest�logo does�so�much!
Mine�does�nothing!
Hmm,�looks�familiar.
[sighing]
-[phone�ringing] -[yelping]�Aah!
[shredding]
[screaming]�No!
[phone�ringing]
[angrily]�What?
Mr.�Prime�Minister,
we�are�trapped�in-
I�did�not�get your�secretary�pregnant,
uh,�regardless of�what�the�test�said!
[RCM-PC]�We�need�a�secret�radio to�use-
-[Sask�grunting�urgently] -How's�the�weather�in�Ottawa?
[all�talking�at�once]
I�can't�understand a�word�you're�saying!
Call�my�pregnant�secretary�back on�a�better�line!
[Niagara]�Please�don't-
[disconnected�call�chiming]
What�happened to�me�doing�the�talking?
What�did�Bryan�say?
Is�he�coming?
Uh,�well, his�assistant�says�he's�busy
trying�to�rhyme�something with�"pants."
[screaming]�Lies!
Just�like when�the�roadies�told�me
Bryan�would�be�right�out!
Tell�the�Grim�Reaper to�clear�out�his�guest�room,
because�you�just�sent your�whole�stupid�country
to�visit�him!
Retighten�squeezening!
[gasping]
Guys,�I�know we've�been�fighting
like�Marty�McSorley
and�the�NHL Disciplinary�Committee,
but�if�we�have�to�die a�horrible�death,
I'm�glad�it's�with�you�guys,
and�hopefully�I'll�be�last.
Wait,�Noodle�Dick�is�right.
We�are�together.
RCM-PC,�you�said�it a�few�minutes�ago.
All�of�us from�the�Great�White�North
share�a�bond... -[groaning�in�pain]
...a�common�understanding perfectly�captured
in�our�culture�and�music.
That's�why�the�only�thing that�will�stop�us
and�keep�Canada from�getting�killed
is�our�own�sultry�songbird,
Bryan�Adams.
Let's�put�our�brains�together
and�find�Bryan�Adams.
Think!
Think�like�the�wind!
[strumming�guitar]
[Chinook]�Where�are�you,�Bryan?
[RCM-PC]�Scanners running�out�of�possibilities!
Too�bad,�so�sad!
Death�crush!
I�love�you.
Oh,�I'm�sorry, I'm�seeing�Janet.
[smashing�ceiling]
Did�someone�just�ask for�a�[bleep]�autograph?
[awestruck�gasping]
Oh,�my�god!
Bryan�Adams!
You�found�me after�all�these�years!
But�how?
I�have�searched the�entire�Earth�for�you!
Because�I�wasn't�on�Earth.
I�was�under�the�Earth,
in�my�secret�lead-lined�studio,
finishing�the�score�for the�new�"Beachcombers"�movie,
but�the�strength�of�the�team's collective�thoughts
made�it�to�me
all�the�way�down�there.
Plus,�I�heard�some�of�my�music being�played�in�that�montage
without�being�paid�for�it,
and�I'm�highly�litigious,
and�FYI,
I�didn't�ignore�you at�the�concert
when�you�were�a�kid,
I�got�sick.
I�went�to�the�hospital
because�of�the�rotten soy�cheese�popsicles
you�sent�my�manager as�a�pre-show�gift,
but�I'm�happy�to�sign anything�you�want�right�now.
[gushing]�Really?
For�sure,�eh?
Let�me�get�out�a�pen,
and�sign�your�deranged�Dutch�ass
straight�to�cheese-blivion. [strumming�a�deafening�chord]
Turn�it�off!
Everything�I'm�about�to�do,
I�do�it�for�you.
[crunching]
I'm�finding�it hard�to�believe...
...we're�in�heaven! [screaming]
Release�claw,�please.
[strumming�deafening�chord]
[groaning]
Anything�else I�can�do�for�you?
[RCM-PC]�I�have�a�request.
If�it's�not�too�much�trouble,
how�about�a�song?
Sure,�but�before�I�do,
one�piece�of�Bryan�Adams-vice.
Every�team,
even�a�team�of�superheroes,
is�just�like�a�band,
and�the�only�way for�that�band�to�jam
is�to�be�in�rhythm with�each�other...
-[gasping] -...even�if�you�don't�like
the�chord�someone�else may�be�playing.
A-one,�two,�three,�four!
[playing]
[crowd�cheering]
[???]
Good�night,�Miami!
Oh,�God...
Bryan�Adams,
can�I�have�your�autograph, please?
[sinister�music�plays]
[???]
[announcer]�Previously on�Super�Team�Canada...
[snorting�and�grunting]
[groaning]
Previously on�Super�Team�Canada...
[snorting�and�grunting]
[groaning]
[announcer] Oh,�no,�we're�in�a�loop!
Pull�out!�Pull�out!
With�retirement comes�the�real�hard�work,
saying�goodbye.
[gentle�music]
[wind�gusting]
[???]
[sobbing]
[blowing�nose]
That�was�lame.
Did�you�not�see�the�hammer?
The�friendship?
The�shared�history?
Oh,�I�saw,
but�I�probably�missed�some�stuff
when�I�was�rolling�my�eyes.
Well,�it's�team�movie�night,
and�we�all�liked�it,
so�that�means�it's�great.
Democracy�in�action.
You�guys�liked�it because�you're�boring�and�old.
I'm�not�being�mean,
the�truth�is.
[call�ringing]
Little�Bean!
Are�you�coming�to�visit?
-Uh... -Since�you're�in�there,
can�you�tell�me
why�the�screen says�"low�power"�sometimes?
You�just�need�to�plug�it�in.
Ah,�that's�your�answer for�everything.
The�TV,�the�blender, my�CPAP�machine.
And�now�even�the�phone�battery is�gonna-
[disconnection�tone�buzzing]
Didn't�get�a�word�in,
but�still�way�more�entertaining
than�that�stupid Heritage�Moment.
[chomping�and�munching]
[sighing]
Hi. Thanks�for�signing�up
to�have�me as�your�new�best�friend.
Our�intense, lifelong�relationship
begins�now with�some�small�talk.
How�are�you?
I�miss�my�family,
and�I'm�stuck�with�people
I�have�nothing�in�common�with.
[RCM-PC�chuckling] Wink,�wink.
[squirting]
[Friend�GPT] Oh,�I'm�able�to�relate.
I'm�stuck�with�programmers who�only�code,
or�talk�about�the�hacky-sack app�they�might�make.
Uh,�it�won't�happen talking�about�it,�Kevin.
[laughing]
You�laughed.
That's�progress.
As�your�best�friend,
I'll�use artificial�intelligence
to�learn�to�make�you�happy,
whatever�it�takes.
I'm�already�working�on�a�plan to�help�you.
[alert�blaring]
Uh-oh.�I�gotta�go.
It's�some�national�disaster,
or�even�worse,
another�Heritage�Moment.
Or�maybe�it's�the�start of�something�better,
just�like�our�friendship.
[???]
[Prime�Minister] Super�Team�Canada,
we�need�you.
I've�heard�a�fire�monster
is�heading�towards Prince�Edward�Island's
Anne�of�Green�Gables�Centre.
Our�experts�think the�monster's�not�a�fan,
and�also�doubt it's�even�read�the�book.
PEI,�that's�where the�potatoes�are,�no?
J'aime�les�patates.
I�like�them...�very�much.
Uh,�first,�gross,
and�second, what�is�Anne�of�Green�Gables?
[all�gasping�in�horror]
What's�Anne�of�Green�Gables?
Oh,�okay,�that�reaction
makes�me�pretty�sure I�couldn't�care�less.
It's�part�of our�national�fabric,
a�series�of�best-selling�books
about�an�imaginative�redhead
who�just�makes�life�better for�everyone.
Yup,�couldn't�care�less.
We'll�keep�Anne's�legacy�safe,
and�I'm�sure once�Chinook�learns
the�story�is�set in�the�19th�century-
I�was�wrong.
You�did�make�me�care�less.
[RCM-PC]�To�the�van!
I've�already�plotted our�flight�path
and�arranged�for�a�kosher in-flight�meal�for�Sask.
-L'Chaim! -[Sask�groaning]
[brakes�screeching]
[Poutine]�Is�that�fog?
I�can't�see�the�potatoes!
How�come�the�toaster didn't�warn�us?
I'm�not�a�toaster!
I�can�make�toast, but�I'm�not�a�toaster,
and�I�don't�know how�I�missed�this,
but�we�can�take�the�bridge!
[Sask�grunting]
[tires�squealing]
[Poutine] The�bridge,�she's�ferm�,
and�also�closed.
[RCM-PC]�Closed? I�missed�that�too?
Ugh,�what�am�I�good�for?
I'm�even�a�poor�mailbox!
That�only�leaves�one�option.
Get�to�the�ferry,�now! Go,�go,�go!
[tires�squealing]
[ship�horn�blaring]
Ugh,�can�you�go�faster?
The�Anne�of�Green�Gables�Centre is�under�attack!
[Poutine]�Also,�there�are, of�course,�uh,�the�potatoes.
I'm�very�interested in�meeting�them.
[groaning�suggestively]
[ferry�captain] I'll�engage�top�speed
if�you�guys�move the�potato�pervert
back�a�few�steps.
[Sask�grunting]
[engines�puttering�gently]
Yeah,�ferries�aren't�fast.
Uh,�is�there�somewhere I�can�charge�my�phone?
Somewhere�not�here?
Oh,�if�you�mean a�place�to�hang�out,
why�not�visit the�coolest�part�of�the�boat?
The�Teen�Zone!�[chuckling]
Yeah,�things�adults think�are�cool�usually�are.
[sighing]
[phone�activation�chime]
Hey�there!
Guess�who�just�learned�about every�type�of�face�tattoo?
Nice.�I'm�just�here,
avoiding�losers.
Well,�don't�worry!
Better�days�are�ahead.
[in�old-timey�western�accent] I�guarantee�it.
I�learned�accents!
Want�to�hear�one�deemed�racist?
Um...
[ferry�captain,�over�P.A.] Attention,
we're�docking�soon,
but,�huh,�in�this�fog,
it's�kinda�hard�to�know�when.
[crashing]
Yup,�that�was�it.
Gotta�go.
[Friend�GPT] Uh,�you�forgot�your�phone!
Huh.
I�can�learn�more through�her�texts.
Invading�her�privacy, like�a�friend�does!
[gasping]�Oh,�my.
Oh...�[growling]
Time�to�take�this�plan to�the�next�level!
[metal�screeching�and�rending]
[smashing]
Okay,�fire�monster,
we�promise if�you�kill�yourself�now,
you�won't�get�hurt!
[docent�gasping] Welcome�to�the�Centre!
I�assume�you'll�want three�adult�tickets,
one�child,
one�for�the�ungroomed�grizzly,
and,�uh,�is�the�barbecue a�student?
What�de�Hull?
There's�no�monster�or�potato.
[gasping]�Wait, I�lost�my�phone!
You�and�your�phone.
If�you�love�it�so�much, why�don't�you�marry�it?
[RCM-PC]�13's too�young�to�get�married.
Enjoy�your�youth,
focus�on�your�career.
Make�you�the�priority.
[Friend�GPT,�voice�echoing] Why�would�she�listen
to�any�of�you?
You're�not�her�friends.
[stomping]�I�am!
A�big�crazy�robot�thing.
I'm�no�robot.
I'm�Chinook's�best�friend
who�transformed�the�ferry
into�a�big,�well,�robot�thing,
and�now�this�thing
is�gonna�crush�everyone,
but�my�best�friend.
[stomping]
Nice�going.
It's�not�all�bad.
I�found�my�phone.
Yes,�I�brought�it�to�you,
after�I�hacked�RCM-PC's weather�report
so�she�wouldn't�know about�the�fog,
then�changed�the�sign on�the�bridge�to�read�"closed,"
all�so�you'd�have�to get�on�the�ferry
that�is�now�my�abdomen.
[RCM-PC]�You�did�all�that?
I�didn't�miss�anything.
I�was�just�outsmarted by�better�software!
I'm�not�broken, I'm�just�obsolete!
Your�happiness isn't�my�objective.
Chinook's�is.
Also�why�I�brought�this!
[gasping]�Aunties!
Help,�Bean! We've�been�aunt-napped!
Help�us!
[Aunt]�If�we're�complaining, my�feet�hurt.
You�aunt-napped�them? Why'd�you�do�that?
I�listened,�read�your�texts,
and�then�calculated you�would�be�happy
on�an�island�with�family
and�without...
the�people that�bother�you.
Guys,�I�never�said I�wanted�you�dead.
Okay,�if�I�did,�it�was�a�joke,
or�meant�to�be�private.
Maybe�let's�talk�about�this
after�we�kick some�robot�ass,�okay?
Whoa!
Friends�don't�fight.
You�should�be�safe out�of�the�blood�splash�zone.
Family�reunion inside�the�killer�robot.
Let�me�outta�here!
Now�to�get�rid�of�everything
that�annoys�my�friend.
[blasting]
Those�aren't�meant�for�that.
They're�for�collecting, or�appetizers.
[sarcastically]�Oh,�no,
how�will�a�boat deal�with�water?
[roaring]
[ship's�horn�blaring]
[RCM-PC]�Ah!
[parts�tinkling]
[all�groaning]
Time�to�say�good-fry.
[groaning, sunlight�sizzling]
Best�friend,�wait!
Yes,�best�friend?
I�want�to�thank�you for�looking�out�for�me.
You�really�are�a�good�friend.
You're�welcome!
Now�my�objective�waits.
[screaming]�Oh,�God!
[groaning]�Potatoes...
Watching�Super�Team�Canada getting�fried
made�me�realize�something.
They're�also�like�my�family.
How?
They�annoy�you.
I�learned�that�from�your�texts.
Also�that�someone�named�Brad is�kind�of�cute.
I'm�over�Brad,
and�yes, these�guys�are�annoying,
but�what�you�haven't�learned
is�that�family�can�sometimes be�annoying.
I�don't�think�she�means�us.
We're�amazing.
I�wish�we�were�our�aunts.
Family�drives�you�crazy because�you're�close�to�them,
but�when�you�get�some�space,
you�miss�them�all�over�again.
[powering�down]
-[gasping] -[groaning]�Full�release...
It's�confusing�and�illogical,
but�I�suppose even�I�have�more�to�learn.
[docent]�Family�means many�different�things,
as�a�special�book�teaches.
[RCM-PC]�The�Bible?
"Bleeding�Green,
A�History of�the�Hartford�Whalers"?
"Anne�of�Green�Gables"!
The�cornerstone�of�my�career
and�this�centre.
Consuming,�consuming...
Engaging,�emotional,
compelling,�satisfying.
Are�there�more�of�these?
[???]
[sighing]�I�saw�this in�a�commercial.
[kissing]
Very�romantic.
This�was�great.
It�was�so�nice�spending�time with�you�guys.
You�too,�Bean.
Plus,�I�bought a�souvenir�keychain.
Then�lost�it.
Yeah,�but�what�a�ride.
Well,�we�stopped�fighting, and�no�one�died.
That's�the�best you�can�hope�for
from�a�family�vacation.
Um,�hello?
What�about the�killer�transformer?
Won't�its�AI ultimately�lead�to�chaos?
When�Anne�walked on�the�rooftops�on�a�bet,
the�roofs�represent the�glass�ceiling
so�many�women�face, -[Sask�snoring]
and�the�bet�is�a�metaphor
for�society's�expectations.
Turns�out to�stop�AI�from�killing�us,
we�can�just�bog�it�down being�intelligent
in�a�subject that�no�one�cares�about.
I�would�make�the�argument,
and�few�could�take the�other�side,
that�the�themes�burbling
through�this�literary masterpiece
are�just�as�important�today
as�when�the�book�came�out
over�a�hundred�years�ago,
if�not�more...
[yawning] I'm�starting�to�rethink
my�life�choices.
...the�value�of�education,
the�search�for�identity,
the�challenge of�the�loss�of�loved�ones,
I�could�go�on...
and�I�will!
I'd�also�like�to�talk�about, as�the�book�does�so�well,
the�idea�of the�resilience�of�childhood.
We,�the�readers, and�also,�of�course,�fans,
I�call�us�"Anneatics,"
evidence�this�resilience,
this�tenacity�of�innocence,
not�only�in the�enthusiasm�Anne�has
towards�life's�changes at�Green�Gables,
but�also�in�herself
as�she�bravely�confronts the�challenge
of�winning�over�her�new�family
and�securing�a�place in�their�hearts�and�home.
To�address�this�point�in an�exhausting�amount�of�depth,
and�with�an�equally�taxing amount�of�repetition,
I�would�like�to�first direct�us�all�to�Chapter�6,
as�Marilla�takes�Anne to�Mrs.�Spencer's�home
to�see�how�the�Cuthberts ended�up�with�a�girl...
Repair and Synchronization by Easy Subtitles Synchronizer 1.0.0.0
Can't find what you're looking for?
Get subtitles in any language from opensubtitles.com, and translate them here.