All language subtitles for family_affair_s02e24_his_and_hers

Oh, good evening, sir. Hi, French.

How are the kids?

Oh, they're doing fine, sir.

Uncle Bill!

Hi, Uncle Bill!

Hi. Hi.

You're invited to our party tonight.

What kind of party?

School.

Party in school?

The teacher's giving it, and all the
parents are invited.

It's a sort of open house, sir, so that
the parents may examine the results of

the semester.

They're going to put my drawing on the
wall so everybody can look at it.

Kind of like an art exhibit, huh?

Mm -hmm.

And the teacher's going to show my
arithmetic paper, the one I got the A

on, not the C.

You'll come, won't you, Uncle Bill?

Wouldn't miss it for the world.

You'll come, too, won't you, Mr. French?

Oh, I should be honored, Jody.

That's good.

Oh, sir.

This evening may present a dilemma.

Like what?

Oh, so the opening of the Van Gogh
exhibit.

Oh, we can look at Van Gogh stuff some
other time. How about you?

To be sure, sir. I place much greater
value on an original Buffy than a Van

Gogh.

Bam! Bam!

It's real good, doesn't she, Uncle Bill?

Mm -hmm.

I don't think Rembrandt could do that
well when he's her age.

Buffy, may I ask what those figures
represent?

Oh, those are people.

They missed the first moon plane, and
they're waiting for the next one to

arrive. Well, of course. You know flying
to the moon is going to be as easy as

flying to Chicago.

I think so, too.

Come on, Uncle Bill. Let's go look at my
arithmetic paper.

Hi, Timmy.

Uncle Bill, me, my best friend in the
whole class.

Her name is Jill.

And her brother, Timmy, is my best
friend in the whole class.

And he has a real live frog that lives
in his pocket.

Sometimes.

I'm Bill Davis. I'm their uncle.

How do you do?

I'm Jill and Timmy's mother, Margaret
Williams.

This is Mr. French. How do you do,
madam? How do you do?

We were just admiring the artwork.

I think it's better than some of the
stuff you see at the exhibits.

Well, at least you know what these
children had in mind.

Uncle Bill, my arithmetic.

Okay, in a minute.

I was just about to abandon Jill and
Tim. You can get a cup of coffee. Would

care to join me?

Thank you.

Now, listen, Jody, I'll make a deal with
you now. I'll go and get some coffee

with Mrs. Williams, and later on, we'll
have some ice cream, okay?

You've got a deal.

Mr. Davis, I'll study Jody's arithmetic
with him. In fact, I'd be glad to

shepherd the entire flock.

Marvelous. It's right this way.

What do they want coffee for when they
could be looking at our pictures?

And our arithmetic.

Sometimes it's hard to understand drama.

I've got another one at home.

Becky, she's 16.

We've got a 16 -year -old, too.

Sissy.

Six between us.

That's pretty frightening.

Population explosion.

Sissy goes to Lexi High.

So does Vicki.

You know, our lives seem to be running
in parallel lines.

Your husband an engineer, too?

No, I'm a widow.

No, I'm a bachelor. I inherited my
brother's kids last year.

You mind if I call you for parental
advice if the situation gets desperate?

Anytime. How about tomorrow at dinner
and talk about it?

I'd like that.

Fine.

Well, I think I'd better go and
compliment Jill on her drawing.

Young artists are very sensitive, you
know.

Yeah, yeah. I have to admire Jody's
arithmetic, too.

I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Davis.

Name's Bill. I'll call you. Uh -huh.

Okay. Bye.

Farewell, sir. And have a pleasant
evening.

Good night.

Oh, no, children.

Off to bed.

Can't we just stay up until Uncle Bill
gets home?

No, Mr. Davis is working late and then
dining with Mrs. Williams.

Sheila's mother?

Jimmy's mother?

Yes, the one and the same. Now, off to
bed and quickly.

Good night, Mr. French. Good night, Mr.

French. Good night, Buffy and Jodi.

Buffy?

Maybe Uncle Bill likes Timmy's mother.

Sure he does.

That's why he's eating with her.

Do you think she likes him?

Uh -huh. That's why she's eating with
him.

Buffy?

Wouldn't it be something if Uncle Bill
married Jules and Timmy's mother?

There sure would be a lot of kids.

Yeah.

It'd be fun all living here falling over
each other.

Yeah.

Jody, how do people get married?

I don't know.

Let's ask Sissy.

Sissy, excuse me, but how do people get
married?

Well, first they, uh, fall in love.

Jody, do you think Uncle Bill and Jill's
mother fell in love?

I don't know how you can tell.

Well, if they did, Jill could sleep with
me and I could play with her all day.

Yeah, and I can play boys games with
Timmy.

They even got a big sister for you to
play with, Sissy. Her name is Vicki.

I know. I met Vicki at school today.

She said her mother knew Uncle Bill.

Is she nice?

Very.

Then maybe Uncle Bill should marry Mrs.
Williams.

Right. Then we'd all have friends.

Get to bed.

Good night, Sissy. Good night.

like they do on TV.

Wait a minute. What is all this?

Oh, they've decided that you should
marry Mrs. Williams.

I just met her.

They also want Timmy and Jill to be
their brother and sister.

Oh.

And Sissy likes Vicky.

Maybe you'll get in love with her soon,
huh, Uncle Bill?

Well, I'll think about it, okay?

Think real hard.

Major Pointer, will you get out of here
before you're late for school?

Okay, Uncle Bill, but could you sleep
overnight Saturday?

Okay, if it's all right with her mother,
I'll ask.

Can I ask Timmy?

Yeah, I suppose so. In fact, that's a
good idea.

You know, Mrs. Williams likes sailing,
and she wants to go along Sunday. We're

going to be going all day. You want to
ask Vicki, too?

Oh, good idea.

it, Mr. Finch. Wait till you hear what I
have to tell you. What? Albert Turner

called Mary Phillips and told her that
he likes Edna Allen.

Oh, really?

Edna Allen is going steady with Felix
Morton. You're kidding.

Here, Timmy, I'll take it. Come on. Mr.
French, can me and Jill have some

cookies? Oh, yes, yes, of course, Buffy.

Come on, Jill.

Oh, and we've got a double date arranged
for tonight.

Marvelous. I think I'll like any boy you
think I'll like.

Do you know Alan Peabody?

Not exactly.

Well, he's in my math class.

He called me for a date, and I told him
I couldn't go because I had a friend

spending the night.

So he said he'd bring somebody neat for
you.

And then we can borrow back and forth.

Oh, great.

It's like we each had a whole new
wardrobe. Sure is.

Oh, is that your dress?

Mm -hmm.

And this is my old friend, Mrs. Beasley.
I hope she'll be my friend, too.

Oh, she will.

Mrs. Beasley likes you. She told me. Can
she talk?

Oh, only to me, because she's shy.

Listen up.

It's Major League, small size.

I forgot to bring mine.

That's okay. You can use this.

I can catch it barehanded, even if it
stings a little.

Hey, it fits.

Yeah. I think it's good for me to have a
brother.

When Uncle Bill and Mr. French are busy,
I'm surrounded by girls.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if we lived
together? Then we could do this all the

time. Then we could each have two
wardrobes.

Oh, here, try my lipstick.

Yes?

Oh, the young men are here, Miss Sissy.

Oh, I'm not ready.

Well, I'll tell them you'll only be a
minute, okay? Okay.

Sissy will be right out.

I'm Vicki.

Alan. And this is Norman.

Hi. Hi.

Let's wait in here for Sissy.

I go to Lexi.

No kidding.

Well, how come I haven't seen you
around?

I go there, too.

Well, who've you got in English?

Old Foster.

Oh, the last of the dinosaurs.

I had him last term.

Boy, could I tell you about him.

good. Does he like girls to wear makeup?

Well, what he likes is good for him.
He's weird.

Hi, Alan.

Oh, hi, sissy.

Uh, he's Norman.

Hi. Ready?

Old Foster doesn't care what you write.
It's only how it's written.

Oh, I'm terrible at grammar.

Oh, it's easy.

Would you like me to give you the
basics?

Oh, would you?

park to play ball as soon as mr french's
room well let's practice in the living

room it's big we're not allowed mr
french won't know

he's busy making something in the
kitchen

Who is responsible?

Jody.

Jody? Did you know you're not allowed to
throw a ball in the living room?

Yes, sir.

I shall have to acquaint Mr. Davis of
this.

And I should think that at the very
least it'll mean a week without TV.

Now go to your room.

Yes, sir.

I need to say I did it.

Well, you did.

You threw the ball hard.

Yeah, but you were supposed to catch it.
You threw it way over my head.

You don't throw good.

I'm a good thrower. A lot better than
you, I betcha. And I'll bet Willie Mason

didn't sign that ball at all. Your uncle
just wrote his name.

He did not.

started it he did boy well behave
yourselves

judy it's up to you to entertain timmy
it's a good thing mr french didn't see

you you wouldn't have had dessert for a
week

Beasley talk to you?

She said she likes me better than you.

After I dress her, I'll feed her and
take her for a walk.

You can come along, Buffy.

Very well, Mr. Davis. I'll have them
gather their things at once. Goodbye,

Mr. Finch, was that Uncle Bill?

Yes, calling for Mrs. Williams' flat.
The three additional children are

returning to their nest.

Oh, Miss Vicki, I have to take you home
in a taxi.

Oh, I've had so much fun. I hate to
leave.

Well, I'll tell Jill and Timmy.

Goodbye, Sissy.

Thank you for a wonderful time.

Let's do it again soon.

Come and play with Mrs. Beasley again?

I'll ask her.

Hi, Jody. See you at school tomorrow.

Yeah.

All right, come along, children.

I'll be back within the hour.

from getting married.

Uncle Bill?

Uh -huh?

If Timmy's my brother, I'll never get to
watch TV or have any dessert.

And I'll never get to play with Mrs.
Beasley again.

And I wouldn't have a boyfriend left.

If Uncle Bill loves Mrs. Williams and
doesn't marry her just on account of us,

he'd be sad for the rest of his life.

Yeah, I guess we don't want him to be
sad.

Not exactly.

Maybe when he comes home, he'll tell us
that he got in a big fight, too, and he

doesn't like her.

My three had a wonderful time.

They came back bubbling.

Can't wait to get together again.

Maybe next time they could come over to
my house.

You think that little maid of yours
could handle all six of them?

Of course.

Lucille may not be as awesome as your
Mr. French, but she's pretty tough.

French has got a trick, you know.

He just kind of raises one eyebrow,
rears back, and it stops him cold.

I imagine Lucille and French working
together could really do a job on them.

And yet... What?

Oh, I don't mean now.

Maybe never, but... Well... Well,
I've...

Always tried to be a pal to my children,
but it's not the same as having a

father.

Well, your children need to... Margaret,
I'm not a pal to my kids.

Because they're kids, and I'm an adult.

And I'm older than they are, and I'm
smarter, and I'm more responsible.

And I take care of them, so...

I decide what's best for him, too.

Bill, I think you misunderstood me.

Well, I guess maybe it did sound as if I
were trying to propose to you on behalf

of my group, but I wasn't really.

I was just thinking out loud.

I know, I know.

I couldn't think of anything better, but
if it ever did happen,

it'd be because we fell in love, not
because it was convenient for six kids,

right?

Right.

I've always wanted to drink champagne
with an honest man.

Did you sleep?

Yes, sir, except Miss Sissy.

She's catching up on her homework.

She was very busy over the weekend
entertaining her houseguest.

Yeah.

French, I don't suppose you ever
considered this marriage thing

if you ever do, forget it.

Three kids is enough.

That was my impression, sir.

I don't know how I'm going to break it
to them, though. They were looking

forward to this merger.

They were looking forward to it, sir,
with a great deal of glee and good

spinnets.

Hey, I thought you were asleep.

We woke up because we wanted to know if
Jill and Timmy are moving in.

Not that I know of.

You mean their mother is coming to live
with us without them?

No, nobody's coming here but us. I'm
sorry, but that's how it is.

back from sailing... Sissy said that we
had to like the kids because you like

their mothers.

We wanted you to be happy, even if we
were going to be sad.

I think we ought to say what we mean
around here.

Oh, sir, when I think what might have
happened, that... that mass of tiny

creatures...