All language subtitles for whos_the_boss_s06e04_sams_novel_romance

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

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

Nights are long, but you might awake to
a brand new life. A brand new life. A

brand new life around the bend.

You go.

All right. Theological themes.

Thesis of thought.

Theories of theocracy.

This is stupid.

Oh, there you go. Theories of the
universe. The last copy. Thank you.

Whoa.

I'm not intimidated by your brawn, sir.

Oh, look. It's Carl Sagan. Where?

Oh, my mistake. I meant Carl Bagan.

They look so much alike.

Hey, is this working out great or what?
You stand on line, I get the books. What

a team.

Dad, how much longer is this going to
take?

Well, as long as you're stuck here, why
don't you read something?

Here, try this.

Weathering Heights?

Yeah, give it a shot. A good book can be
a friend for life.

Let's see now. There's the guy.

My roommate.

Get him, Bubba.

Oh, look.

It's Bo Jackson!

Well,

you're about to embark on a great
romantic adventure.

I am?

Wuthering Heights.

Yeah, the best part about being a
college freshman is reading Emily

Oh, I'm not a freshman.

Even better, as a sophomore, you'll
bring more of your experience to the

That's why I waited.

I'm Andrew Booth.

Um, Samantha Maselli.

It's a really good book, huh?

You like romantic movies?

You like sad love songs?

You'll be a pushover for Bronte.

Maybe I'll give her a shot.

You know, we're reading Bronte this
Thursday. Why don't you come to our

club meeting?

You'll love it. All my students do.

You're a teacher?

Well, a grad student.

But this semester I'm teaching my first
English lit class.

Which began two minutes ago.

So I'll see you Thursday.

Around seven?

Okay.

Sam, could we leave now?

That is not attractive.

Come on, get in on the tape.

Bubba.

It wasn't Bo Jackson.

Oh, did I say Bo Jackson? No, I meant
Vic Damone. You know, Vic.

Vic!

Dinner time, or as they say in Peking,
duck.

Let me just finish this chapter.

What? You're reading? What are you
reading?

A book. Angela, she's reading a book.
Really?

Oh, Wuthering Heights.

Oh, my favorite. You know, I didn't
realize I was such an influence on you.

Oh, hey, Angela, not for nothing, but
she's reading literature because of me.

Oh, Tony, you're a wonderful influence
on her, but let's face it, I'm the one

who brings the love of the written word
into this house. Oh, Sam, this is so

exciting. You know a book can make you
soar like an eagle. As Percy Shelley

said, hail to thee, blithe spirit.

Well, as Shelley Winters said more than
once, let's eat.

Angela? Yes?

You know how you always want us to have
one of those mother -daughter moments?

Well, I think I feel one coming on.

Yes, yes, sweetheart.

Okay, swear you won't tell anyone? I
swear, I swear.

Okay.

The other day, when I was in the
bookstore with Dad, I met a man.

A man?

He's not like the boys I usually date.
He's sensitive, and he's intelligent,

he's interested in my mind.

He's a graduate student.

A graduate student man.

Sweetheart, I don't think your father's
going to like this.

I'm not sure I like this.

Oh, come on, Angela. I thought you'd
understand.

I mean, you're not like Dad. You don't
freak out just because I have feelings

for a guy. What kind of feelings?

When I think of him, I imagine long
winter nights sitting by the

fire.

Reading each other passages from
Dickens.

And how does he feel about you?

I don't know. I mean, I only talked to
him for a minute.

That's why Bonnie and I are going to go
to his literary club meeting tonight.

All right.

But just promise me one thing.

If this goes any further, you promise
you'll talk to your dad?

Okay.

The Cat in the Hat.

It's the first book she ever read.

You know who she got it from? Me.

Not you.

Me. Me. I gave it a love of literature.

I gave it a passion for the written
word. Remember, honey?

I know some games we could play, said
the cat.

I know some new tricks, said the cat in
the hat.

Is that him?

Is that Professor Dreamboat?

Bonnie, please, let's show some maturity
here. We're supposed to be college

sophomores.

No, no, no. He is the embodiment of
evil. You're missing the whole point of

duality of all being.

You don't know what you're talking
about.

How would you describe Heathcliff?

Oh, I don't read Heathcliff. I'm into
Garfield.

a mistake. Bonnie, we don't belong here.

Why don't we get started?

I'd like to welcome everyone to our
first meeting of the year, and I hope

looking forward to this as much as I am.

Samantha, hi. Glad you could make it.

You know, a lot of people think that
books are simply words on paper, but

there's more. There's much, much more.
There's you.

You're the ones who bring the words to
life, and that's what we're going to do

tonight.

So, what do you think?

So cute.

Bonnie, he also has a brain. He makes me
want to run out and get a library card.

Bonnie, everyone here has a library
card?

Smart group.

Shiny ones that used to say Harvard,
Princeton, and Yale.

Really? I used to beat up the kids that
had the shiny ones.

Angela, do you know what your son is
doing?

What?

Homework. And Sam is reading 19th
century novels, and you, you're making

stupid paper book covers.

I mean, this is no longer a home. It's a
nerd farm.

What's wrong with my daughter expanding
her horizons? Yeah, especially if it

helps her land that guy.

What guy?

The guy at the literary club meeting
tonight.

What literary club?

What tonight?

What guy? She's studying with Bonnie.

That's what I meant. How come you know
things that are going on in my

life and I don't? Because she tells me
things.

Well, actually, she tells Bonnie on the
telephone and I listen on the extension.

This is not something Sam wanted
broadcast.

Wait a minute.

You knew about this, too, and you didn't
tell me?

Oh, shoot out at the old nerd farm
tonight.

She feed Heathcliff's hands again and
laughed like one beside herself.

Uh, Samantha, would you like to read
Catherine for us?

Right there.

I shall think it a dream tomorrow, she
cried.

I shall not be able to believe that I
have seen and touched and spoken to you

once more.

I heard of your marriage, Kathy.

And while waiting in the yard below, I
meditated this plan.

Just to have one glimpse of your face.

A stare of surprise, perhaps a pretended
pleasure.

Time's up already. I get so carried away
with this.

Okay, everybody, see you next Thursday.
Thanks for coming.

I told you Heathcliff was the embodiment
of evil.

You want to go out Saturday?

I'll pay.

Samantha, you're really capturing the
spirit of Bronte.

He is so hot for you.

No way.

Are you deaf?

Didn't you hear what he said?

You're really capturing the spirit of
Bronte?

It was the way he said it.

You're really capturing the spirit of
Bronte.

Yeah, he did say it like that, didn't
he?

Come on, I gotta get home. Dad's
waiting.

Janet.

You missed a good one.

Oh, sorry. I got hung up at the library.

Everybody, this is Janet, my wife.

I'll never forget this night as long as
I live.

I shall think it a dream tomorrow.

Maybe I better drive.

Okay,

look. I'm going to leave the room. When
I come back, I want you to write down

everything that you know about this guy
that Sam's interested in. This way, it's

not like you told me. See, I don't hear
nothing. Tony, Tony, I can't do that. I

already told you. For the tenth time,
I've been sworn to secrecy.

Hey. Sam, have a seat. I think we need
to talk.

I didn't say a word.

Did he try to write it on the paper
trick?

Yeah, but I didn't fall for it.

Sweetheart, please, sit down.

Samantha, when you were a baby, I always
thought that when you grew up, we'd

have the kind of relationship that
Robert Young has with Princess.

And John Forsythe and Kelly and my
little Margie and Vern.

Who are these people?

of these people are, Sam. The thing is,
is that those daughters could go to

their fathers and say anything.

Now, is there something you'd like to
say to me?

You may not be crazy about this.

Sam, please, don't think of me as the
wall of opposition.

I mean, you could say anything to me.

Okay. Um, the other day when we were in
the bookstore, I met a guy. His name is

Andrew Booth.

And he's a little bit older than I am.

How much older?

Eighteen? Nineteen?

Nineteen and a half?

Nineteen and seven -eighths?

Oh, please don't make me leave the
teens!

He's a grad student.

Uh -huh.

Andrew makes me feel special.

The other day, when we met at the
bookstore, there was instant connection.

Well, I knew how I felt, but I wasn't
really sure the way he felt, you know?

But tonight, when we read together, I
was sure that my

instincts were right.

He looks at me the way that I look at
him.

How nice.

This is so great that we could talk like
this.

I feel so close to you.

Me too.

Princess.

Order. What's the occasion?

Uh. Well, you never know who might drop
by, you know.

Maybe Mrs. Rossini.

Maybe Victor Moan.

Maybe Andrew, the graduate student that
Sam's interested in. Tony, you didn't

invite him over. I had to, Angela. I had
to. I couldn't help myself. I had to

check the guy out.

Well, how'd you get him over here?

Well, I told him that we bought Sam an
autographed copy of Jane Eyre, and I

wanted him to make sure it was
authentic.

Tony, we don't have an autographed copy
of Jane Eyre.

We do now.

Mr. Maselek. Andrew Booth. Just call me
Ishmael.

It's a little Moby Dick humor.

We got it.

Hello.

This is my wife, Janet.

And this is Samantha's father, Tony.

Hi. Hi. And this is... Angela.

Won't you come in?

That's a lovely dress. Did you say wife?

It'll be eight months next Tuesday.

That's a wife.

You should be very proud of your
daughter. She's a bright, bright young

Thank you.

Can we get you anything?

No, no thanks. We can't stay long. Yes,
we have dinner reservations.

But I am dying to see that Bronte
autograph. Oh, yes.

Here it is, right here.

I hate to tell you this, Tony, but...

This is a fake.

Charlotte Bronte doesn't spell her name
with a Y.

Damn.

Would you excuse me for just a minute?

How's married life treating you?

Would you excuse me for a minute,
please?

I cannot believe he's married.

Will you imagine how Sam is going to
feel?

Well, how am I going to tell her? I hate
giving her bad news.

Well, I guess I'm lucky that way. I
never had that problem with Angela.

I liked giving her bad news.

What are we going to do?

I think first thing we get rid of the
newlyweds, and then I figure out a way

break my daughter's heart.

All in all, not a great night.

Hi.

Uh, Sam, uh, I thought you were studying
at Bonnie's. We finished early.

Oh, why don't I take the hors d 'oeuvres
out to the guests?

Guests? Who's here?

Uh, Sam, um, I invited Andrew over.

You what?

Well, I had to, Sam. I had to check the
guy out.

Thanks, Dad. I am totally embarrassed.

What am I going to tell him? Nothing,
nothing. Look, we have to talk. No, I

to talk to Andrew. No, no, no, stay
away. You cannot stop me from seeing

I don't believe you.

Hi.

I wasn't expecting to see you.

Or you.

This is Janet.

His wife, sweetheart.

Oh. I've heard a lot about you.

Andrew tells me you've become quite a
Bronte fan.

There's nothing like a great book.

Hey, we could stand here and talk books
all night, but Andrew and Janet have a

dinner to get to. Yeah, we really have
to be going. Nice meeting you.

Try to get your money back on that
Bronte.

Oh, yeah, yeah. And you know what else?
I'm going to send back that autographed

copy of the Bible we got, too.

Told you Gutenberg's first name wasn't
Steve.

Samantha, see you Thursday.

Yeah. Great, thanks. Good night. Good
night.

Bye -bye.

Sam.

Go ahead.

Give me a lecture.

Tell me I'm stupid and immature.

Have lousy judgment.

Hey, hey.

Take it easy there. That's my daughter
you're talking about.

So you saw something that wasn't there.

It's no crime.

We all make mistakes.

You're like a total idiot.

Well, you shouldn't.

You handled yourself with a great deal
of dignity.

Oh, I'm the one who's an idiot.

I invite this guy over and you get hurt.

I hate when you get hurt.

You know, when you were learning to walk
and you'd fall down, I'd die inside.

When I took you to the doctor and you'd
get a shot, I'm the one who yelled,

ouch.

I remember.

You cried more than I did.

And the doctor gave you the lollipop.

It was cherry.

Well, where are you going?

To finish Weathering Heights.

Dad? Yeah, honey?

Thanks for looking out for me.

I'll never stop.

Dad? Yeah, honey?

Don't ever invite my dates and their
wives over here again.

How are you doing?

Angela, it's hard.

We've never fallen for a married guy
before.

Well, we'll get through it together.

You want a lollipop?

Cherry?

It was his body.

His brows.

The drop of fire grew more intense in
her breast.

She must hold him.

Whoa, man, that's nice prose style.

Yes, D .H. Lawrence really knew his
sentence structure.

Let me... Yes, of course.

She followed him into the dark, ugly
basement and lifted her arms to him.

He kissed her, and the intensity of
passion began to burn him again.

No!

Here is a game that they like, said the
cat.

They like to fight tight, said the cat
in the hat.

Thank you.