All language subtitles for Gidget.S01E06.A.Hearse.a.Hearse.My.Kingdom.for.a.Hearse.1080p.BluRay.FLAC2.0.H.264-BTN_track4_[eng]

[chattering, laughing]

You're still steamed because
I was a little late, huh?

Late? Were you late?

I really didn't notice. Well, I
explained what happened.

You don't owe me
an explanation, Jack.

After all, it is your car.

Anybody that
minds waiting around

for an hour and 13 minutes...

just shouldn't depend
on you for a ride.

That's a very sensible way
to look at it.

Of course. That's why I'm
not depending on you anymore.

Hey, you are steamed.
I am not steamed.

For me,
this is Independence Day.

I'm not depending on anybody
for rides or anything else.

How are you going to get to
the beach? There are buses.

Drivers are a little fussy
about bringing a surfboard on.

You can't be really independent

without a car.
Then I'll get a car.

You know, and if you did,
I'd have to drive it for you.

You can't get a license
until you're 16. Oh, men!

As if women can't
get along perfectly

well without you.
Come on. Let's tandem.

We can fight when the
surf's not up. I'm hungry.

Well, I'll go get
you a hamburger.

I'll get my own hamburger.

You're gonna find
out there's at least

one girl who knows
where she's going...

and can manage perfectly well

without the assistance--
[screams]

Oh! Why didn't you tell me
I was walking into a hole?

Well, I, uh-- I thought,
if I warned you once,

you might start
depending on me.

♪ [jazzy pop]

♪ If you're in doubt
about angels ♪

♪ Being real

♪ I can arrange to change

♪ Any doubts you feel

♪ Wait till you see
my Gidget ♪

♪ You'll want her
for your valentine ♪

♪ You're gonna say
she's all that you adore ♪

♪ But stay away
Gidget is spoken for ♪

♪ You're gonna find
that Gidget is ♪

♪ Mine ♪

♪ [rock]

[Gidget thinking] Independence.

I've got it. That's
the big thing.

So I don't have wheels yet,

and I don't have a license to
drive even if I did have a car.

Petty details.

Sure is a whizzin'
wagon, huh? The end!

When you go in this baby,
you go in style.

All the way!

And only 99,000 miles,
showing.

Sure wish I had the money
to buy her.

Is she for sale?
Yeah.

King says he may sell her
before he cuts out for Hawaii.

- When's he leaving?
- July.

July?
By then I'll be 16!

- Happy birthday.
- ♪ [continues]

Hi, King.
Hi.

I was just admiring
your hearse. Feel free.

Can I talk to you about it?
I'm listening.

Are you really gonna sell it
in July when you go to Hawaii?

Who knows? I don't
know where I'll be...

or what I'll be doing
tomorrow, much less in July.

But if you do, how much
would you like for it?

300. Interested?

Have you got the bread?
Not all of it.

How much?
Well, um--

$6.23.

See you around.
But--

But-- But--

But the 6.23 could be like
a-- like a down payment,

and then I could pay you
eight or nine dollars a month,

and then pay the rest of it
in July when I get the buggy.

Hey, I'm not your friendly loan

agent. What have
you got to lose?

I mean, you can keep the buggy
until you get all your money.

I'm not even sure
I want to sell it.

I kind of get attached to things.
[giggling]

Listen, I'll pay you 310.

The extra 10 will be
like-- like an interest.

Okay.
You mean it?

Why not?
Wa-hoo!

Let me feel the bread.

[mutters]

6.23 That leaves, uh--

Uh, $303.77.

Hey, arithmetic gives
me a headache. We eat.

Oh!

Hey, you kids!
Get off my wagon!

Get off!
Go on. Go play.

[sighs]
[board bangs]

Hey, watch out for that board!

You wanna put a ding
in my wagon?

[thinking] The classiest
buggy on the beach-- mine.

Now who needs who?

Of course,
I'll be big about it.

At the wheel of this baby,
I can afford to be.

Hey, remember, $6.23
does not give you title.

I was just getting
the feel of it.

Yeah, yeah. Well,
look, we're on our way

to get a couple of
nice, thick steaks.

Do you mind if I come down
sometime just to look at it?

- Maybe polish the chrome?
- Hey, be my guest.

A hearse?
You're buying a hearse?

- On the layaway plan.
- Very funny.

No, Daddy, I'm serious.

I didn't promise you could own a
car when you were 16 years old.

I said you could drive one--
mine-- occasionally.

But then I'd still be
depending on somebody else.

Even with your
own car, you'll be

depending on me
to pay for operating it.

Oh, no.
I'll buy my own gas.

Gasoline
is a small part of it.

Youth insurance
is very high.

Well, I'm taking
driver's education at

school, and that lowers
the insurance rates.

Honey, I think I
understand how you

feel about this,
but let's be realistic.

How can you possibly hope to
raise $300 between now and July?

Well, I can save some of it
out of my allowance...

by giving up lunch and
unessential things like that.

You'd save $30 maybe,
not 300.

Well, then I thought I'd tell
all the relatives and friends,

for my 16th birthday,
just to send money.

And I could work. I can babysit,

and-- and maybe
get a Saturday job.

Oh, Daddy, I can do it.
I know I can.

I've got to.
Please let me try.

How old is this hearse?

Oh, it's in beautiful condition.

It only has
99,000 miles on it.

- 99,000?
- Showing.

A car that old would be in the
repair shop 90% of the time.

If anything goes wrong,
I'll fix it myself.

You are baffled by the
complexities of a can opener.

Well, then I'll learn.

I'll take auto shop at school.

Auto shop?

I'll bet I can still
get in that class.

And then I can learn
all about carburetors

and differentials
and crankshafts.

And then I'll not
only be able to take

care of my hearse,
but your car too.

Think of all the money
I can save you then.

Gidget, this is ridiculous.

Even if I were
foolish enough to go

along with this
preposterous idea,

the school would never let you
enroll in auto shop.

The cooking lab is
down the hall to your

right, and the sewing
room is on the left.

But I'm registered
in this class, Mr. Walters.

This is auto shop. Girls
don't take auto shop. I do.

I only had an opening
for one student, and

that spot's been filled
by Francis Lawrence.

I'm Frances Lawrence.

Frances. With an "E"?

If you'd come
to see me first, I--

You'd have tried
to talk me out of it.

Mr. Walters, I want to learn
all there is to know about cars.

I'll work hard, honest.
[boy] We'll help her.

[boy 2] Sure. She can
count on us. Sure she can.

You've always been such a big
help. Back to work, everybody.

Back to work.

Young lady, you're starting
with two strikes against you.

To begin, apprentice to some
of the boys and try to catch up.

Yes, sir.
All right.

Get into your coveralls.
Coveralls?

Didn't you bring anything
to work in?

Tomorrow, coveralls.

Hi. Mind if I
start with you?

Well, maybe I do mind.
In my book,

boys should be boys
and girls should be girls.

Does it make me
any less of a girl...

because I know how to take
that-- that carburetor apart?

This happens to
be a distributor. Oh.

How would you like me working

alongside you at
a sewing machine?

You're prehistoric!

That kind of thinking
went out with bustles.

A girl can handle any job a
boy can, and I can prove it.

Not everybody's
as narrow-minded as you.

Aren't you going to
the beach? I can't.

This is the second weekend
you've missed.

I'm saving money.
Besides, I can't

ask Jack or anybody for a ride.

What if somebody offered
you a ride? Didn't have to ask.

- Really?
- I'm going to Malibu.

I can drop you and pick you up
on the way back.

Great. I can see my hearse
and give King another payment.

Aunt Trina came through with
my birthday present in advance.

I guess some of the pressure's
beginning to pay of.

Well, let's go, let's go!

I'm ready, I'm ready.

Hey, Gidget!
Hey, Gidge!

Have you seen
King Mannix today?

King took off for
Acapulco last week.

Acapulco?

- Well, what about the hearse?
- He sold it.

Well, he can't do that. He
sold it to me three weeks ago.

Some cat
came up with 300 cash.

King grabbed it and took off.
Zip. That's the way it goes.

That's the way it goes.

[thinking] Wiped out. No hearse.

No $6.23.
Nothing. And why?

Because I trusted another
slurky, undependable man.

- Don't come gloating around.
- I'm not gloating.

You know King Mannix
sold his hearse and split.

And I made
a down payment on it.

Well, that's what he said.
He felt bad about it.

Oh, I'm sure he cried
all the way to Acapulco.

- When did you talk to him?
- Well, you see, Gidge, uh,

some of us guys
got together and, uh,

pooled our dough, and
we bought the hearse.

You're just kidding me.

You bought my

Now, don't get all shook up.
Shook? I'm shattered!

Of all the nerdy, tricky,
conniving things to do!

You'd have lost
out anyway. Mannix

was looking for a quick buyer.

But this way, since
I own part of the

hearse, you can ride
in it anytime you want.

Oh, I do feel
so much better.

And you can quit auto shop since
you won't be repairing any cars.

Oh, you've got it all
figured out, haven't you?

Well, Mr. Collins, there's one
little item you've forgotten.

I own part of that hearse!
Now, hold on--

$6.23 of that wailing wagon
is mine!

Well, I'll buy you out.
Thanks, but no thanks.

When you figure out who gets
to use the hearse and when,

just remember that little
Gidget is one of the boys.

Gidge, I know what
a disappointment

this has been to
you, but maybe--

So help me, Dad,
if you say maybe it's

all for the best,
I'll turn purple.

I appreciate the warning.

Now, I know this is not
a popular suggestion,

but have you
considered the remote

possibility that
Jack might be right?

That possibility's
impossible.

After all, what's the point in
your going on with auto shop?

The point? The whole
point is, if I quit now,

it'll look like Jack
and the guys won.

Like they were
right all the time. A

girl can't make it
in a man's world.

Yeah, but there
are other ways of

making it. I'll
make it their way.

No special treatment,
no concessions.

Honey, you admit, you don't
know a muffler from a manifold.

If you flunk the midterm--
I've got it all figured out.

I'm gonna start doing a lot of
extra homework and catch up.

Homework? In auto shop?

Starting tomorrow, I'll start

practicing on your
car. Wait a minute.

I just had that motor tuned. I'm
not gonna let you mess around--

Daddy, whose side
are you on?

I wanna know right now. Are
you a man, or are you my father?

[Gidget thinking] How could anything

that's so easy to take apart...

be so hard
to put back together?

Jet "E"-- Metering pin "H"--

Float "C"--

Why do dumb men
have to make things

so complicated to begin with?

My cause célèbre was getting
to be something of a drag.

Much damage to the other car?
You're in my light.

Did you, uh, really get all of
those parts from one carburetor?

I work much better
without an audience.

Afraid I'll borrow some of
your trade secrets, huh?

I, uh, talked it over
with the other guys,

and they agreed to cut you in
as a shareholder in the hearse.

Fine. Well, sometime this week,
we'll work out a schedule--

When you get to use the wagon,
for how long and all that.

Oh, hi, Dad.
You remember Jack Collins.

Yes. How are you, Jack?
Nice to see you. Okay, sir.

Well, I've, uh--

I've been saying
I should do more walking.

Thanks for the vote
of confidence.

Do I call a mechanic
or a junk dealer?

Uh, maybe I could help Gidget
if she'd let me.

- I'm not asking you to help.
- I'm asking.

- Well, it is your car.
- That is right.

I'll have to have a
larger screwdriver

and a couple of
smaller wrenches.

Life was a lot
simpler when Gidget's

homework consisted
of math and history.

Can't you talk her into
quitting auto shop, sir?

The more I say, the more
determined she is not to quit.

Yeah. Same here.

Jack, I don't know
very much about cars,

but I've learned
a little bit about women.

They rarely accept
a direct suggestion.

Yeah, I've noticed that too.

And when a woman clamors
for complete equality with men,

sometimes giving her exactly
what she thinks she wants...

is the surest way of convincing
her she doesn't want it.

Do I make myself clear?
Yeah. I get the idea.

From now on, with
us guys, Gidget is

going to be more
equal than equal.

[Gidget narrating] Seeing

those two guilty,
grinning faces,

I suddenly knew how poor old
Julius Caesar felt...

that day his buddies were
waiting for him in the forum.

Good morning, Mr. Walters.
Good morning, Lawrence.

[boy] I'm telling you. You're

out of your gourd.
It was Loyola.

Hi. Hi. Hi. No. Cincinnati.

They took it two
years straight. '61,

'62. In 63, they
were runners-up.

Right, Lawrence?
Hmm? What?

Who took the NCAA
crown in '63? NCAA?

Loyola, right?
Cincinnati!

[bell rings] Who cares?
Let's get busy on the hearse.

You two guys-- the rear end,
tailpipes and muffler.

Siddo-- wiring.
Morriston-- distributor.

Lawrence, uh--
Lawrence, pull the battery.

Pull the battery? That's
right. Let's get with it.

Battery. Let's see.
That's somewhere in front.

The battery's on
that side, Gidge. Oh.

Excuse me.

Siddo. Ooh.

Don.

Tim. Jack?

Put some muscle in it.

Here.

[Jack] Hey, Lawrence.

Check that tube out.
Heads up. You'll need this.

Ooh! Ow!

Probably this too.
[clangs]

Hey, what are you doing,
Lawrence?

Let some air out.
You wanna pinch the tube?

[scoffs]

[Jack] Hey, one
of you guys slide

under here and loosen
the fluid coupling.

Hey, you, Lawrence.
You're not doing anything.

Down on this. Under
there. Loosen the coupling.

Here, you'll need this.
[screams]

[groaning] Come on,
come on. Under here.

All right. Now, get the
coupling from down below there.

[liquid pouring]
[grunting]

Hey, Lawrence, what are you
doing down there? Jack! Jack!

I didn't say to drain
the crankcase, stupid.

We made a fair start
the first half.

The second hour, we'll
really settle down to work.

That baby's really got
beautiful brake drums.

You see those drums,
Lawrence? Beautiful.

Chocolate shake.
Yeah, I'll have a coke.

I'll have a malted.
The same.

Uh, I'll have a malted.

Lawrence, you,
uh, did all right this

morning, except
for the crankcase.

- Get yourself a chair.
- Thanks.

In a week or so, we'll really
have you shaped up.

Then I can push your fair
share of work your way.

Great.

We figured out an
ownership chart on the

hearse, cutting you
in for your fair share.

Let's see.
You put in, uh, 6.23.

Of course, till you're 16, you

won't be able to
drive her at all.

But on your 16th birthday, she's
all yours-- every 29th weekend.

Every 29th weekend?

Well, that's not even
twice a year.

I'll be an old lady before I
even get used to driving her.

I'll still buy your share.
It'd give me 12-48ths.

After what I've been through?
No, thanks.

Lawrence, you're dead game
for a little guy.

We better get back.
Like usual?

Odd man pays.

Tails.
Tails.

Tails.
Tails.

Ah, looks like your
treat, Lawrence.

My treat?

Come on. Let's
move. You know how

shook Walters gets
if we get back late.

Thanks, Gidge.
Thanks, old buddy.

But wait, Jack. I'm
not sure. Thanks, pal.

Uh, I'm
a little bit short.

Only 65 cents. Can you
trust me until tomorrow?

Helen.

[no Audible dialogue]

[thinking] What price independence?

I've been fighting in the right

war, but wearing
the wrong uniform.

Do you like it?
Beautiful.

It is a pleasure to have
a girl around the house again.

Welcome back. Oh, thank you very
much. I like it this way too.

I mean, what's so terrible about
being dependent on other people?

I found that to be
a normal human condition.

I mean, women need men,
and men need women.

A very nicely balanced
equation.

You know, Jack's
going to be glad to

see you in that,
after those coveralls.

Well, I-- I'm not going out
with Jack tonight.

I have a date
with Mr. dreamboat himself.

What happened to Jack?

Everyone agreed
that I should sell my

share of the hearse
to the highest bidder.

And Jack got it...
for $12.98.

So, for a while, he can't
afford to take me out. 12.98?

That's more than a hundred

percent profit on
your investment.

That's what Jack
tried to explain to me.

But complicated things like high
finance are much too much...

for a poor girl like me
to understand.

I just take the money.
[doorbell rings]

Good night, Dad.

Well, I was beginning to worry.
You're later than I expected.

Well, after the movie, dreamboat
couldn't get his car started.

Vapor lock. I finally had
to take care of it. Gidget.

Well, I had to, or we'd
still be sitting there.

Dreamboat was too proud to
admit he didn't know what to do.

It must've been great
for his pride when

you picked up a
wrench and took over.

[scoffs] A wrench?

Me pick up a greasy
old wrench? Blech!

I took care of it. I stood there
and wrung my lily-white hands...

and looked
devastatingly helpless,

and sure enough, along came
a nice boy and offered to help.

And in two minutes,
we were rolling along.

Aren't men wonderful?

Good night, Gidget.

Life sure is simple when you
quit trying to complicate it.

I'm never going
to forget that no

woman is ever really helpless...

as long as there's
a man around.

And she remembers
she's a woman.

Good night.