All language subtitles for happy_days_s011e01_because_its_there

Monday, Monday, happy days. Tuesday,
Wednesday, happy days. Thursday, Friday,

happy days.

The weekend comes, my cycle hums, ready
to race to you.

These days are ours.

Happy and happy.

These days are ours.

Share them with me.

Goodbye gray sky, hello blue. There's
nothing can hold me when I hold you.

You're so right.

It can't be wrong.

Rockin' and rollin' all week long.

Sunday, Monday, happy days. Wednesday,
Wednesday, happy days. Thursday, Friday,

happy days.

Saturday, what a day.

Provin' I'll be with you.

These days are ours.

These happy days are yours and mine.

Told you I would get this later.

Now, come on, help me get this food over
to the Burkharts before the fumigators

get here.

Well, Howard, why are you labeling those
steaks liver?

Well, you know Burkhart. All he has to
do is read top sirloin on a package and

he'll suck it up, paper and all.

See, let me help you with that.

Right.

Oh, thank you, Arthur.

So you're really going through with
this, huh, Mr. C?

Fonzie, I am not a bloodthirsty man, but
these are termites. You gotta cast

their little brains out.

Yeah, I know, but I see them on those
little commercials, you know, and

singing and they're dancing, they're
full in love, and then whammo!

All of a sudden, we're talking six
little skinny legs all up in the air.

Oh, Howard, we can't go through with
this.

They're bugs, Marion. They eat their
young.

Oh!

Cookies. Oh, don't eat that, Charlie.
This is Arthur's food.

That's all right, Mr. T. We're family.
We share.

Besides, Mr. Burkhardt can eat
everything that isn't labeled poison

Oh, poison. Better, better.

Want one?

Thank you. Oh, these look homemade.

That is a lot.

These are horrible.

You got any more?

No.

All right, this is my final.

Hey, that's great. Thank you.

I ought to take this over to your house
to protect it. You know what this is?

What?

This is the cookie jar I had when I was
a little boy.

You know what's in here?

The last three cookies my mother made
before she took off on me.

I know you might think I'm silly, but...

I think as long as I got him in here,
there's a chance he might come back.

Fonzie,

Fonzie, I got a terrific idea. Why don't
you let me take that down to the store

and I'll laminate that baby shut.

That way no one will ever be able to
open it, huh?

That's very nice of you. Thank you. Be
careful.

Fonzie, is this yours?

I don't know. Where'd you find that?

It was taped to the bottom of the
cooking jar.

Oh, yeah? Let me see.

Did you read this? No. You're lying. No.

Did you read this? No.

My goodness.

What is it, fine?

Nothing.

Well, then, what are you keeping it for?
I'm not keeping it. I'm going to throw

it away. Here it is. Look at this.

I'm throwing it in the garbage can right
there. There you go. All right?

Nothing.

You know something, if he really wanted
that garbage thrown out, he'd have had

me do it.

I think something on that note really
upset him.

Does Fonzie know there's some clown
playing an accordion in his office?

Josh, I hate to tell you this, but that
is the Fonz.

Take that back, Tommy. No, really.

He's in there having an accordion
lesson.

Chucks, there is something wrong with
Fonzie. What are you talking about? He's

changed. He's different.

Hey, when he came in, he turned on the
light.

Big deal. He turned on the lights. He
used the switch.

He used the switch?

Really? He's coming.

He's in bad shape.

Oh, my gosh!

He put a dime in the jukebox!

Bobby, take it easy.

There's something really bizarre going
on here, and I'm going to get to the

bottom of this.

Fonz?

Hello, Josh.

Where's your leather jacket? Stolen.

Leather thieves.

They clean me out.

Leather jacket, belts, pillowcases,
everything.

Something's bothering you.

I think it has something to do with that
note we found this morning on the

bottom of the cookie jar. Am I right?

Why don't you play a tune with my dime?
I haven't used it yet. I gotta go home

and rehearse, okay? Great. Bye -bye.

Foxy, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I drew
into the parking lot too fast and I

knocked over your motorcycle.

It was an accident. Don't hurt me. Don't
kill me. Is that an accordion?

You know what? It's okay.

Because it was just a motor
transportation. It was just a machine.

Worst comes to worst, I will take a bus.

I think I know what it is. What?

They came down last night while he was
sleeping.

They stole his brain, and now they're
pretending they're him.

Who?

Martians.

But they made a mistake.

See, they didn't realize that he was the
boss.

They thought he was just like one of us.

See, they always make these little
mistakes.

That's how we beat them.

Tommy, do me a favor. Take him home.

Yeah, good idea, Chacha. Hey, Bobby,
come on, man. It's gonna be all right.

He may get fancy, but they'll never get
my brain.

I can't believe some of this stuff
people give away. Look at this. A

jacket just like Fonzie's.

This is Fonzie's.

Fonzie, would you come down here,
please?

Do I have to?

Right this minute.

All right.

Oh, Howard, I love it when you're so
forceful.

Mary and Chachi's here.

Well, Chachi, you're forceful, too.

Could we make this quick, please? I have
tea steeping.

Fonzie, I'm going to deal with this as
if you were my own son.

Oh, Howard, now you're not going to use
the belt again.

One time, and you never let me forget,
Mary.

Now,

look, Fonzie, we're worried about you.

We know that there's something in that
note that's bothering you, and we want

know what it is, and we want to know
right now.

All right.

Better hear from me than on the street.

Read all the gory details.

Well, come on, read it, read it.

It's in crayon.

I wrote it when I was a little kid.

Things I must do in the next 20 years to
consider myself a man.

Maybe I should leave.

When I was a little boy, I went to see
this movie about this Indian kid, see,

and he had a list of things he had to
do.

Climb a tree, swim a river, ride a horse
bareback without getting hurt.

So I wrote myself a list, too. You know,
it's like the rights of manhood.

Build a dragster from scratch.

I did that.

Meet the Lone Ranger. I did that. Yeah,
yeah, yeah.

Go out with the homecoming queen.

Every year since 53, he's the first to
ride a motorcycle all the way to the top

of Suicide Hill.

Hey, why don't you do that, Fonz?

Fonz?

Talk to me, Fonz. All right, I didn't do
it, okay?

All right, there you have it. There you
go. Why don't you yell it out the

window? Hey, everybody.

Hey, if Fonz didn't do it, is that good?
I'll tell you what you can do. Buy some

commercial time on television. Everybody
knows what kind of loser I am. Is that

why you're so upset?

Is that why you threw your jacket into
that goodwill box? Because you didn't

ride to the top of Suicide Hill on a
bike?

But that's childish.

Are you mocking the rights of manhood?

Arthur, everybody makes lists and then
doesn't do what's on them. It's just a

way of keeping track of all the things
you don't get done.

You don't understand.

Look. Other people can do that. Other
people can make promises and not keep

them. Not me. If I say I'm going to do
something, I do it, you know? I mean,

that's what cuts me out from the rest of
the herd.

Fonzie, it's climbing a hill on a
motorcycle. It's not achieving world

Understand, it don't make no difference.
It could be a motorcycle climbing up a

hill or juggling fruit.

If I'm going to do it, I'm going to do
it. So do it. No.

Wait a minute.

What do you mean, no?

Come on, Fonzie, you're just bouncing
yourself off the walls in here. You're

even going to try it now?

I tried it.

I failed.

Hey, I brought you something.

It's a book. Oh, yeah? What do you do?
You're peddling me some psychology here?

I'm gonna learn about my id, my ego,
right? My lumbago.

This happens to be perfect for your
situation. Here.

The little engine that could...

I know what you're thinking. And you're
still standing here?

This happens to be the book that got me
through Little League.

Remember how short I was when I first
started? Yeah.

How I used to bail out of the box on
every inside pitch?

Well, who got me to read this book? I
did. That's right. And what happened to

batting average? It's sore. I rest my
case. Don't be fresh.

Read this.

For me.

All right.

And just promise me one thing, okay?

Don't just read the words.

I want you to listen to the message
behind the words, okay?

Are you finished? Yes. For your sake, I
hope so.

The Little Engine that Could by Waddy
Piper, published by

Platt & Monk, 1930.

It gets better.

I hope so.

Now, don't get distracted by the
illustrations, Fonz. As good as they may

Chug, chug, chug. Puff, puff, puff.

Ding dong, ding dong. The little train
rumbled over the tracks.

Boy, this guy can write. It's all right.

Hold on a second, hold on a second.
Let's skip to the good part.

Where? Come here.

Right here.

Here, read this.

I'm not very big, said the little blue
engine.

I have never been over the mountain.

Mountain? I get it.

But we must get over the mountain before
the children awake, sit all the dolls

and toys.

And the very little engine looked up and
saw the tears in the doll's eyes.

And then she said, I think I can, I
think I can, I think I can.

Puff, puff, chug, chug, went the little
blue engine.

I think I can, I think I can, I think I
can, I think I can, I think I can, I

think I can, I think I can, I think I
can, I think I can, I think I can. All

right. Chachi, give it to me. The
accordion? No, my jacket.

Let's go.

All right.

Mike,

you remember it?

Uh, no, it's deeper.

Fonz, I think I can.

I think I can. I think I can.

Good, you do it. Fonz. Yeah, right.

Fonzie. Now, look, Barry and I know you
can do it, but it is so high.

Yikes! Are you sure you really want to
go through with this?

Hey, look, I really appreciate your
concern for my physical self.

But as Winston Churchill said, I'm twice
as good as anybody.

Yeah.

Come on, do okay stuff.

You alright?

I hit a rock.

Oh, yeah, well... I hit a rock.

Those rocks, they can be nuisance. Yeah.

You know, a mountain is no place to
leave rocks lying around.

Bad rock.

This doesn't happen to you very often,
Arthur.

Mr. C, I failed.

Not failing, that's just a part of
trying.

If you're afraid to fail, you're afraid
to try.

It's easy to love a success, but Howard
and Chachi and I love you even when you

bite the big one.

That's what it means to be a family.

Fonz, why don't you come home and have
dinner with us, huh?

Yeah, yeah, that sounds like a great
idea.

I'll do that. I'll follow you. Why don't
you go ahead, okay? And I'll be along

in a minute.

Okay, thanks a lot. I just like to be
alone, okay?

Thanks a lot.

Want me to stick around?

No, why don't you just ride home with
the Cs, okay? All right, fine. I can

I'd like to be here alone. I can stay,
really.

Please go home with the Cs.

All right, whatever you want.

You're still the best, Fonz.

Yeah.

Look at that. Am I a lucky guy or what?

Mr. C loves me. Mr. C loves me.

Jot, she loves me.

Joanie, we're here. She loves me.

So how come I hate my guts?

You did it.

You did it, Fonz. You did it.

Oh, is this Steve?

You did it, Fonz. I can't believe it.

What are you doing down there?

I thought you left.

Get up here.

Come here.

If I live, I'm going to tell everybody.

I'm going to tell all the people down in
Arnold's.

I'm going to tell everybody.

You don't have to tell anybody.

I don't want you to tell anybody.

What are you talking about, Fonzie?

You almost gave up your leather jacket
because you couldn't climb this stupid

hill. That's right.

And now that I made it, I don't need to
tell anybody.

It's just like Mr. C says.

My friends would love me if I climbed
this hill or if I didn't.

All right.

I won't tell anybody. Thank you.

I'm still proud of you.

Oh, Mr. and Mrs. C, I just came down for
my combustibles.

Monty, I'm glad you're here.

I've got something for you.

You do this for me? I can't believe it.
I mean, now my mother's cookies are,

like, protected for eternity.

Well, you see, it's a special process
developed by space technology.

It practically renders the contents
noiseless. You could take that baby to

moon.

I've got to tell you two something.

There are not too fine of people walking
the face of this or any other earth.

I mean, when they made you, they ate the
mold.

I guess they no longer tell him. Tell
him the truth.

What's the truth?

Fonzie. Yeah?

There's nothing in that jar.

You see, the truth is... Marion and
Chachi ate your mother's cookies.

Well, and me too.

You ate my cookies?

I tried to stop them, but in the
struggle, one of the cookies fell in my

You ate all three cookies?

They must have been terrible.

I mean, they're 20 years old.

They were terrible then.

Ever forgive us?

Of course.

Of course I can. Thanks a lot for this,
Mr. C. Listen, the most important thing

is...

I still got my lucky sandwich.

That's what he thinks.

These happy days are yours tonight.
These happy days are...