All language subtitles for whos_the_boss_s03e15_tony_the_patchmaker

There's a time for love and a time for
living. Take a chance and face the

An open road and a road that's hidden. A
brand new life around the bend.

There were times I lost a dream or two.

And found a trail.

And at the end was you.

There's a path you take and a path not
taken.

The choice is up to you, my friend.

Not so long, but you're not awakened to
a brand new life. Brand new life. A

brand new life for Dr.

Dean.

Jonathan.

Jonathan. Who taught you to break eggs
like that?

Mom.

Wow, that is her style, except you got
it in the bowl.

Good morning. Oh, good morning, Angela.
How about some breakfast? A little

coffee, juice, eggshells?

I'd love to. It says Jeffrey will be
here any minute. Is the garage clean?

Oh, Angela, why don't you let him in the
living room?

He's leaving his car with us while he
goes to Boston. You know how he is about

his thing.

Obsessive? No, of course not.

It's just that his garage is being
painted and he's afraid that the fumes

ruin the car's high -gloss finish.

Obsessive.

Who's the doofus tooting his horn?

That is not a doofus, that is Jeffrey.

But it's so easy to mix them up.

Heavenly stars!

Holy mackerel, look what just landed!

where you bought a new car.

Oh, no, no, Angel, not a car.

This is a perfect synthesis of
technology and craftsmanship.

No fingerprints, please.

Whatever made you buy this perfect
synthesis?

My id told me to. Then my therapist
backed me up and we had my accountant

outnumbered. You realize that this baby
can do 157 miles per?

Ooh, that'll come in real handy in
Midtown Manhattan.

Jeffrey. Great wheels.

Why, thank you, Mona. They cost me $4
,000 extra.

How much was your hat?

Got him to throw it in.

Oh, boy, you're a vicious negotiator
there, Jeffrey. That's what they told

Silent. No, no, honey, don't do that.
Don't do that.

Oh, pinch me. I must be dreaming a car
telephone.

With voice -activated dialing. Oh, can I
live in here? No, but you can visit.

Busy hours are up.

Jeffrey, I don't want you to worry. I'm
going to take very good care of your

car. Oh, no, no, Angel. Not my car.

I want you to think of this as our car.

Oh, Jeff.

You mean I can drive it? Well, of course
you can drive it.

You do know how to use a stick, don't
you? Oh, yeah. Don't worry about a thing

there, Jeff. What are you kidding me?
You know...

I let her use my van all the time, and
she's very responsible.

She paid for the new transmission.

All right, Super Bowl fans.

Get your red hot quiche, your fresh
pate, your room temperature brie.

For football?

Dad, that's wimp food.

Well, I know it, I know it, but Angela
only watches one game a year, and I want

to make it special for her.

C 'est magnifique, eh?

Mmm.

Mmm, what do you mean, mmm? What's the
matter?

What is it? Is the brie too runny? The
pate too foie?

No, just foie enough.

Well, then what's the matter, Angela?
What's missing?

Since you asked, nachos, hot dogs,
barbecue chips, pork rinds, I want to

out with the rest of the country.

You're a great American there, Angela.
Hey, I'm going to go get us some real

star food. Oh, Dad, you're going to miss
the kickoff.

It's all right. I'll go. All kickoffs
look alike to me.

I'll take Jeffrey's Porsche.

Angela?

Angela, no.

Tony, it's just a car.

She's just kidding, Jeff.

No, no, I'm serious, Angela. Wait a
minute.

Now, wait a minute. Don't gun that
engine. And don't ride that clutch.

And most important, don't forget the
cheese doodles.

You like cheese doodles? You've got to
have them. Super Bowl?

Oh, what a catch. What a tush.

Hey, hey, look who's back.

Got some bad news.

I know it. Did I say it? I said it.

You creamed Jeffrey's car?

No, the stores were out of foot -long
hot dogs. I had to settle for cocktail

franks.

That's all right, Angel. We'll put a
couple of them together. The buns will

never know the difference.

Okay, so how did Jeffrey's car drive?

Perfection. Pure exhilaration.

I went from zero to 15 in eight seconds
flat.

I hope you didn't get whiplash.

Oh, Mother, by the way, your car is
blocking the driveway and I can't get

Jeffrey's car back into the garage.

So... Well, it's out there totally
exposed to the elements.

Oh, no.

And it's turbo flu season.

Hello. Oh!

Oh, hi, Jeffrey.

Ah, you missed her, huh?

That's sweet.

Oh, he's so romantic.

Oh, Angela's here, too. Hang on a
second.

Hello.

Oh, my, Jeffrey, the things you say.

Um, I think I'm going to take this
upstairs.

Okay, hold on. Tony, would you please
put Jeffrey's car into the garage? Yes,

okay. Oh, okay, look.

Hey, don't blitz, pass, or fumble till I
get back.

Here comes the blitz. Oh, go blitz. But
he made the play. Yay, complete.

It's complete.

Yeah. Oh, wait.

He fumbled.

Oh, blitz.

He recovered.

Oh, good. I knew we could count. Oh,
what a play.

God's gonna die.

Hey, hey, hey, what'd I miss?

Nothing. Oh.

I need the keys to your car.

Catch.

Oh, oh, oh. Hey, six points, huh? Hold
it, hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it,

hold it.

Oh,

wait, wait, they're back. They're going
for the box.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Good dance.

But not as good as yours, Tony.

Hey, look, keep me posted.

Wait, Dad, there's a flag on the flag.
There's a what? There's a flag? How

there be a flag?

still parked on the street? Well, I had
to leave it there until I backed Mona's

out. Well, I just don't want any sawdust
from the wheeler's tree to get on it

and scratch the finish.

Angela, would you stop worrying about
that car?

Really?

That's a big scratch.

I just can't believe this. I mean, who
would have thought a car that cost so

much could be so squishy?

Yeah, it'd look like a pancake, only
flatter.

I got it. I got it. Look, we sit Jeffrey
down, right? We give him some white

wine, a few pork rinds, all right? Then
we calmly tell him that terrorists, they

stormed the house, they tied us up, and
they took his car.

Will you relax?

You don't know Jeffrey the way I do.
He's a man of reason.

He's going to understand that this is
just a material object, and sometimes

these unfortunate mishaps happen.

Well, you are absolutely right, dear.

Well, I'm out of here.

Jeffrey!

Angela!

Hello, Jeffrey. How was Beantown?
Wonderful.

Everything's coming up roses.

Keep that thought, Josh.

I've got something to tell you. Jeffrey,
I have something to tell you, too.

You're not going to believe it. You're
not going to believe it, either. Me

first. The Phillips deal went through.

Your car got totaled.

We thought you might want this.

Oh, my God, you're serious.

Well, you know, you should be proud of
this steering wheel. Not many steering

wheels could have held up like this one.

Where's the rest of it? The remains are
on view at Acme Salvage.

Angela, are you all right?

I thank my lucky stars you weren't hurt.
How in the world did you walk away

without a scratch?

Oh, Jeffrey, why don't you have a seat
over here? You know, you're a man of

reason, and I think you're going to find
this story very...

Reasonable. It all started with the
Super Bowl and the pate.

Only, I wanted football food, and so I
took your car because you said to think

of it as ours.

I see, I see. Well, they say that most
accidents occur within ten miles of the

home, sometimes even closer.

And when I got back to the house,
Mother's car was parked in the driveway,

had to park your car behind it.

You parked my car in the driveway? In
the shade.

And everything would have been fine,
except that the wheelers were cutting

their tree.

And to make a very long story short,
we've got a great lawsuit.

I'm sorry.

Sorry won't bring back my baby.

Jeffrey, I know that this is difficult
for you, but there's no need to

overreact. No one was hurt. You're fully
insured. Yeah, hey, Jeffrey, you can

get a new Porsche tomorrow. I don't want
a new Porsche. I want my Porsche.

Don't you think you're being a little
childish?

Oh, first you thought of my car, and now
you're calling me names? You know what

you are? You are irresponsible.

Irresponsible? How dare you? You care
more about that stupid car than you do

about me? Uh -huh. I knew it all along.
You were always jealous of her.

So now I'm crazy? Now, now, now, wait a
second, Jeff. Hold on here. Look, I

don't mean to butt in, but... Tony, then
don't. Please, I can handle this. Now,

wait a minute, Louisa. This isn't your
fault. Now, look, Jeffrey, I parked the

car on the street, so if you're going to
blame anybody, blame me.

You let somebody else drive my Porsche?

Just a few feet.

I see it all clearly now. You don't
understand me at all.

I think you're right about that.

Well, if that's your attitude, then I
think it's best if we dissolve this

relationship. Fine.

Don't you worry, Angela.

He'll be back.

Well, I didn't say he'd stay.

Jeffrey, is that you?

Gee, you look like you haven't eaten or
slept or showered.

I need to talk to you.

Sure, come on in. Hey, can I get you a
cup of coffee, a glass of juice, some

airwick?

No, no, nothing.

I'm too tortured.

Tony, you're looking at a desperate man.

Have you considered a BMW?

Tony, what have I done?

You don't know how special... Angela is.
You can't imagine what it's like being

crazy about her.

Well, you know, I got a good imagination
there, Jeffrey.

I mean, she's everything that I've ever
wanted. She's everything I've ever

dreamed about. I can't lose her.

Oh,

Angel. I'm so sorry.

Jeffrey,

get a hold of yourself here. Come on,
will you? You're leaving nose prints on

the picture.

Put your hand...

Wouldn't it be better to just apologize
in person? Oh, sure, I can see it now. I

show up at her door, she slams it in my
face. I send her candy, flowers, a

bracelet from Cartier. She won't accept
my apology. I don't eat, I don't sleep,

I neglect my clients. They drop me, I
lose everything.

I end up at a shelter eating pea soup.

Sometimes they put those little croutons
in it.

You know, Tony, I always felt that we
had the start of a

little friendship.

Am I right?

Yeah, I guess.

Well, I need you.

I'd really like to help out, little
friend. But I really don't know what I

do. Talk to Angela.

Tell her not to slam the door in my
face. She'll listen. She thinks the

you. Now, now, hold on here, Jeffrey.
Why should I? I mean, you heard Angela.

And what's to say you won't do it again?
I won't. I swear. Tony, all I want... I

just want Angela to be happy. If you can
honestly tell me that Angela is happy

without me, I will crawl out this door
and never come back.

Never?

Anthony, don't listen to him. You know
she's not happy.

Oh, hey.

Hey, Mo.

Don't be a chump.

You don't want that jerk hanging around,
do you?

She's not happy.

Happy. Not happy.

Not happy. Happy. Not happy. Happy.

I'm right already.

Huh?

Jeffrey, she's... She's not happy.

Tony, you're an angel.

You'll talk to her? Please?

Please? Please, I'm prepared to beg.

You're way past begging. You're already
a groveler.

Just one thing.

Anything. Get a shave. Your beard's
giving me a rash.

One of those shelves to paper?

I've been wanting to alphabetize these
for the longest time.

Aristophany, Aristotle, Boswell,
Browning... Where's the Jackie Collins?

In the bathroom.

Pass me the Chaucer, please. Sure.

Oh, what a coincidence.

Chaucer's first name is Jeffrey with a
G.

Think about him much?

Not since my senior thesis.

I don't mean that, Jeffrey. I mean the
one that doesn't speak in Middle

That Jeffrey is history also.

My past is over. My future is now.

Pass me the Play -Doh, please.

Angela, let me ask you a question.

Let's say you're walking down Fifth
Avenue and you run into Jeffrey. Would

say hello?

Probably not.

Well, let's say you were walking down
Madison Avenue and you accidentally bump

into him. Would you say excuse me? I
don't think so.

Well, how about Lexington Avenue?

All right, you're walking down Lex and
you look up and you spot Jeffrey about

floors up ready to take the big plunge.

Would you at least say don't jump?

What floor did you say that was?

Hey,

I guess so.

All right, now then, wait a minute. Come
here.

What?

Pretend you're on Lincolnton Avenue.

Don't jump.

Come on.

Now, Angela, come on. The least you can
do is listen to what the poor slob has

to say. I mean, he's showered and
everything.

I'll try and catch up to him.

Did I see Jeffrey waiting at the front
door?

Or was it a nightmare?

It was Jeffrey.

Oh, no. The return of the living dud.

They're out there right now kissing each
other on the nose.

Damn, I hate that.

I kind of arranged it, Mona. What? That
is just like you. Selfie, selfie,

selfish. You never once considered my
feelings.

Wait a minute, Mona. We're talking about
Angela here, and she was miserable. And

besides, this Jeffrey, did he beg me?
Oh, it was terrible, Mona. You know,

there's nothing more pathetic than a
yuppie on the skids.

Jeffrey, forget it. Angela, I won't hear
of it. Jeffrey, why are you always so

stubborn? Angela, please.

Hey, hey, I think they're fighting.

Oh. mother's dream.

I've made up my mind that it's final.

Angela!

You know, I mean, it's too bad that they
couldn't work things out, but hey, I

gave it my best shot.

I better get in there and break it up
before it gets ugly. No, wait.

Let it get ugly.

Angela, sweetheart, there is nothing
left to discuss.

I am paying the deductible.

Has anyone ever told you that you're
beautiful when you're insistent?

You know, I realized something while we
were apart, Angela.

I love you.

What are you doing?

Piddling.

Where's Jeffrey?

He's warming up the Jags. We're going
out for a celebration.

Oh, well, that's nice.

If it hadn't been for you, Jeffrey and I
wouldn't have gotten back together.

So I just wanted to say thank you.

Oh, hey, as long as you're happy.

You are happy, aren't you?

Yes.

Well, that's good, because, hey, you
deserve to be with the right guy.

Whoever he is.

Hey, look, I guess you got a celebration
to get to, huh? And I better get a vase

for these beautiful roses. Boy, they are
gorgeous.

Too bad they're not pink, huh?

Tony, how did you know that pink roses
are my favorite?

You mentioned it once.

What are you kids up to tonight?

Nothing much, just dinner and a Broadway
show.

And then we're off for a weekend in the
country.

What do you have lined up?

Oh, well, I'm going to curl up with a
good book, either Chaucer or Jackie

Collins.

Have a good time.

You too.

Thanks, Tony.

You're a real pal.

Thanks, Tony.

You're a real pal.

You know what you are?

You're a fool.

Oh, yeah?

Go ahead, tell them. Tell them what?

You blew it, you big chump.

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