All language subtitles for my_favorite_martian_s01e31_miss_jekyll_and_hyde

What do you do in your stomach itches?

Ask a silly question.

What's the matter? Is something wrong? I
don't know.

Someone coming up the stairs with Mrs.
Brown.

I can't quite make out who or what.

Oh, Tim, have I got a surprise for you.
Come on in, honey.

This is my niece, Paula Clayfield, Tim.

Oh, I could just hardly keep it a secret
she was coming because I knew you two

would just hit it off right away.

Hi, there.

Hi, yourself.

Oh, and this is Tim's uncle, Martin O
'Hara.

He's an inventor.

Oh, he's got the garage just filled with
all sorts of secret things he won't

even let me see.

Really? What kind of things do you
invent, O 'Hara?

Say, maybe...

Paula can help you. You know, she used
to be a child prodigy, and she's still

very smart.

Child prodigy?

It must be your oxygen recirculator and
waste

moisture conversion unit.

Uh, yes.

And that's some kind of a gadget for
dissipating heat, isn't it?

What do you call that?

Uh, raster.

I just sort of made it up. It probably
won't work.

I don't know, O 'Hara.

The basic design is rather ingenious.

I'd like to work on it with you.

You see?

Didn't I tell you?

Oh, with pretty blue and red lines.

I can't make heads or tails of it.
What's it supposed to be?

Obviously, Aunt Laura Lee, it's a design
for a spaceship.

Oh, you're not planning on leaving us,
are you, Martin?

Won't leave in that. There are some very
basic flaws in the overall design. This

ship will never get off the ground.

Any sign of the menace yet?

This is no joking matter, Tim.

This girl may very well prove to be just
that, the menace. And now you know I'm

in no position to let her discover that
I'm a Martian. Well, I don't see what

you're worried about.

You know, she can't really be so smart
if she thinks that your spaceship won't

fly. Well, that's where you're wrong.
She is absolutely correct.

According to her primitive theories of
aerodynamics,

a ship like mine couldn't rise afoot on
its own power.

But then, according to those same
principles, a bumblebee can't fly.

Oh, yes, I've heard about that.

Theoretically, a bumblebee should crawl
from one flower to another.

Have you seen my notebook around? Oh, it
was over there on the coffee table the

last time I saw it.

Hey, Uncle Martin.

What's this?

Oh, that's all that was left of my
raster when I crash -landed. I checked

on a spectroscope to try to work out a
substitute alloy.

Oh. Well, I'll see you later, Uncle
Martin.

Hi, there.

Is your uncle up yet? Yes, yes, as a
matter of fact.

O 'Hara, I've got an idea how we can
make that thing you call a raster work.

Come here.

Have fun, Uncle Martin.

You've been working under a fallacious
theory, O 'Hara.

you're assuming that once the process of
molecular dissipation has begun, it

will continue under its own volition,
which is untrue, of course. Let me show

you.

By the way, what is this?

Oh, it's just a piece of metal I've been
using for paperweight.

Looks like magnesium.

And some other element I can't identify.

Now, it might be interesting to have
that analyzed sometime.

Yes, it might at that.

Well, let me show you now what's the
matter with your...

theory of continuing dissipation.

Take a look at that.

You've been ignoring the conversion loss
in your computation.

However, with the proper shield to take
the first heat wave impact,

I think we can overcome that conversion
loss through micro -miniature electronic

impulses.

Uncle Martin.

Uncle Martin, what's the matter with
you? Tim, up until 30 minutes ago, I

couldn't even disappear.

She won't let me out of her sight. I
think she's got eyes in the back of her

head. Well, maybe she's from another
planet, too.

No, no, no, she's from Cincinnati.

Tim, I'm worried.

This girl has the IQ of a super genius
and the innate curiosity of a natural

-born scientist.

Sooner or later, she's going to put two
and two together and come up with M -A

-R -T -I -A -N.

Hmm. Well, I'm sorry, Uncle Martin. I
wish I could help. No, no, no. Wait.

all we have to do is divert her
attention from me to you.

Now, here's what we'll do.

You make a play for her. Tell her she's
beautiful.

Make her feel like a woman.

Take her to the beach. Take her to the
mountains. Keep her occupied.

You can start tonight. Now, go ask her
for a date. I can't do that, Uncle

Martin. Not tonight. No, I've got to
cover a dog show.

Fine. Take her along.

You mean enter.

I don't care what you have to do. Just
do it.

First prize.

No, not Paula.

Don't forget to remind me to take that
to the office tomorrow. We've got to get

a picture of the first edition.

Well, I should have known it wouldn't
work. You and Paula, you have nothing in

common, nothing to talk about.

Oh, all right, I'll go in. So it was a
dull evening.

May I have the coffee, please? Yeah.

But I'll tell you what, if it'll help
you in any way... Well, if you ever need

me to take Paula out again, you just say
so. No, no.

There's no point in burdening you with
her again.

I'll just have to think of some other
way of fending her off until Edgar gets

here.

Edgar? Don't you know about Edgar?

No. Uncle Martin, this is Earth. I live
here. But unless somebody tells me

something, I have no way of knowing what
it's all about.

You see, I don't read minds.

Well, from what I've been able to glean
of her occasional thoughts of him, they

have what you Earth people call an
understanding.

You mean they're engaged?

Paula? Not exactly.

As nearly as I can tell, Edgar keeps
putting off any definite commitment.

That I can understand.

He'll be here in a few days to attend a
demonstration of a new rocket at the

university. He's a physicist.

I've been unable to classify him. Well,
I can classify him for you. Any guy that

would think that Paula is a... Well,
a... He has to be a nut.

Hello, Carla?

Tim.

Hi, sweetheart.

I'll be there right in the night.

Bye, hon.

Now, on the other hand, O 'Hara, if we
could devise some entirely new method

assimilating the heat factor, say
transferring it from the shield to a

dissipator without increasing the urge
count, I think we might be able to make

this raster of yours work.

Now, take a look at this.

But keep in mind that the exponent must
be constant throughout in order to

arrive at the conjunctive logarithm.

You didn't take into account the
systematic anti -hyphenating of the

arc, which makes the third unit a fourth
power instead of a three.

Hi there.

Hi yourself.

How about having dinner with me tonight?

Who, me?

Of course, yes. Oh, of course, this
won't be like the dog show, but I mean a

real dinner, no hot dogs. I know a
restaurant that you will just be wild

And they have a violinist who is just
magnificent, and the food is... But

I was under the distinct impression you
didn't want to be seen with me.

gave you an idea like that?

I was never driven down so many alleys
in my life.

Oh, well, I was trying to make it short,
but I got lost several times, that's

all. But tonight will be different, I
promise.

Well, all right. I mean, if I don't have
to get dressed up.

Oh, she doesn't have to get dressed up.
No, you're perfect just the way you are.

Now, uh, now don't you go away, huh?

I'll be right back.

No, thank you.

Uncle Martin, what do you think you're
doing?

Jesus, go!

Tim, I thought you'd be anxious to know
that I figured out a way to build my

roster. Bully for you.

It came to me all in a flash from an
idea Paula had. What she proposed

work, of course, but it did give me the
idea to... Tim.

Tim, you didn't.

I did.

I asked Paula to marry me.

But, Tim, this girl has a super
intellect.

Well, what do you think attracted me to
her in the first place?

Good morning, Mr. O 'Hara.

Is Tim at home?

Come in, Paula.

Tim went to the store.

He'll be back in a few minutes.

What did you do to Tim last night?

Hypnotize him?

He kept telling me I was beautiful.

And I really felt almost beautiful.

I felt wonderful and alive and different
this morning.

Do you think Tim will still feel the
same way about me this morning?

That's entirely up to you.

You aren't beautiful because you've
never tried to be beautiful.

You're even afraid of being a woman.

You have this great, giant intellect and
you think that's enough.

You cling to it like a child clings to a
teddy bear.

It's your security.

You're afraid to let go of it, even for
a moment.

You're a coward, Paula.

Afraid to compete with other women on
their own level.

I don't need to compete with other
women.

That's right, you don't.

You feel too superior.

Be a woman, Paula.

I dare you to even try.

Maybe I can help.

You don't really need those glasses, do
you?

Have you got a comb in your purse?

Do you think Tim will like the new me?

Why don't you ask him?

He's about to drive into the driveway
now.

Oh, I have an extremely acute sense of
hearing, and our automobile has its own

peculiar sound.

Oh,

Mr.

O 'Hara.

How can I ever really repay you for
everything you've done?

Your happiness and Tim's are all I care
about

If

I weren't so smart this never would have

happened

Hello?

Edgar, it's Paula.

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't recognize you. You're wearing a
different dress.

Excuse me.

Don't go away. We want to go directly to
the university from here.

Been, Paula.

You've been fine.

Yeah.

Did you see him? Did you see Edgar?

She went out to the university with him.

Oh, boy, it's going to be quite a shock
when she tells him about us.

Now, I know it was there this morning
because I rechecked it in the

spectroscope. And then Paula came in and
she... Holy jumping Jupiter, she

couldn't have.

Couldn't have what? She must have put it
in her purse. Come on, let's go.

Now, wait a minute. Where are we going?

We're going to the university. If Paula
finds that Martian alloy in her purse,

she won't be able to resist analyzing it
in the laboratory, and that's all I

need.

Thus, by liquefying the oxygen, we
increase the pressure to a measurable

of... The trouble is that there are so
many brilliant minds around here that

it's going to be difficult to find
Paulers and Edwards.

Hot pastrami on rye with potato salad on
the side.

That's me. We missed lunch. I'm awful
hungry.

Why don't you just disappear and walk on
in?

Once inside, I may have to ask
directions.

And most people are reluctant to answer
questions from disembodied voices.

Wait here.

I hope you're not planning on doing what
I think you're planning on doing. If

it's all the same to you, I'll take care
of the mind -reading department.

Here, put this on.

No, no, wait. Someone's coming.

Oh, Martin, look, we can't sneak into a
restricted area. It's 20 years in

Leavenworth if we're caught.

Stop bickering.

No matter which way I look, I keep
seeing Leavenworth.

Well, if it bothers you so much, why
don't you close your eyes?

I beg your pardon. Do you happen to know
Dr. Edgar Edgerton?

Edgerton, Edgerton.

Is he here for the demonstration?

Yes, he's a friend of Paula Clayfield.
Oh, sure. He's from Midwest Tech.

The last time I saw them, they were
heading for the testing lab.

The testing lab?

Yeah, they had an alloy specimen they
found someplace, wanted to check it out.

The testing lab is right down this
corridor and three doors to the right on

next corridor.

Thank you very much. Yeah, thanks.

See you around, Louise.

Nobody's going to believe that's me.

They're in there testing the alloy in
the radio spectrograph.

Well, can they find out anything that
way? Plenty.

Someone's coming in here. Quick,
disappear.

You know I can't disappear.

You got poor. That spectrograph must be
broken.

It checked out all right with the
specimen control.

Yes, I know, but all I can say is if we
get comparable results from the gas

vapors, we're just going to have to go
to the head of the department.

I've never noticed it before.

Noticed what before?

How beautiful.

That's it.

What's this?

Well, ever since I got here this
morning, I've had a vague, uneasy

there was something I should do.

And I just realized what it was.

anything to do with that Cinderella bit?

That's a pretty direct question.

Well, here's another one.

Why do I always have to be the pumpkin?

Carla? Sweetheart?

Hi, this is Tim. I'm completely
recovered.

Yes, well, I thought maybe you'd like to
have dinner with me tonight.

Well, I have this little... Come in,
Mrs. Brown.

How did you know it was me?

Mrs. Brown, I have a seventh sense about
you.

Oh, that's nice.

Well, guess what's in this letter. All
right, hon, fine. Look, I'll pick you up

at 8 o 'clock, all right? It's from
Paula and Edgar, and they're having a

wonderful time on their honeymoon.

Oh, they've been to the aquarium and the
museum and Grant's tomb, just

everywhere, even Ellis Island.

But you know what?

No, what?

Well, Paula said she had the most
marvelous idea on how to fix Martin's

so they're both on the way back to help
him. Isn't that wonderful?

Oh, when I read the letter, I could
just...

your smiling faces.