All language subtitles for family_affair_s03e02_by_a_whisker

Well, no, I wasn't planning on any golf,
Charlie, but it sounds great.

Where? Oh, the Springs, huh? We picked
up our new basketball. It's a beauty.

I didn't hear you.

Yeah.

Well, sure, I guess I could. French will
be here with the kids.

Joey's going to teach me how to dribble.
Yeah, as soon as I learn how.

Charlie, be quiet. Your uncle is
occupied.

Okay, well, look, I'll meet you at the
airport, Charlie. Yeah. What?

Three o 'clock, huh?

Okay, great. Yeah. Yeah, it'll be a
great weekend.

Hi, Uncle Bill.

Hey, what do we got here now?

Official size and weight, huh? How about
that?

Yeah, those little ones are kid stuff.

Hey, what's for lunch?

Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

No, Jody, I think something perhaps a
little more gourmet.

Yeah, how about some of that cheese
souffle? We haven't had it for a while.

Oh, I'm sorry, sir.

Unfortunately, we're out of Gruyere.

Do you want me to go to the store for
you, Mr. French?

No, thank you, Jody. I'm afraid you're
not old enough to go out on errands by

yourself yet.

How old do I have to be?

Perhaps your next birthday.

Gosh, that's a long time.

Mr. French?

Sir?

Listen, we work together pretty good on
the discipline stuff, and I didn't want

to say anything in front of Jody, but...

I think he's getting old enough where we
could give him a little responsibility.

If you say so, sir.

Okay. The store where the Italian plays
is just around the corner. He wouldn't

have to cross any streets.

Yes, by all means, sir.

Perhaps we should allow him to purchase
the Gruyere without escort.

Okay. Johnny!

Yes, Coppio?

Come here.

Listen, now, Mr. French and I have been
talking it over, and we decided that

you're old enough to go on out by
yourself.

Now, take that, go down to Mr.

Amalfi's, and have him give you a pound
of Gruyere cheese, okay?

Alone? Me? By myself?

Sure. Think you can handle it?

I'm not a kid anymore, and can I stay
out and play?

Okay, you just be back in time for
lunch.

Thanks, Uncle Theo.

See you later, Mr. Almothy.

I'll probably be shopping around here a
lot.

It's good to do business with you, Mr.
Davis.

Hey, Mr. Davis is me, isn't he? Of
course. You come back soon, huh, Mr.

Hi,

Jody. Hi, Frankie.

Boy, this sure is neat basketball.

Hey, want to come up to our place and
practice?

We can make a basket out of something.

I can't, Jody.

Us 64th Street Daredevils are having our
club meeting.

Hey, now that I'm grown up, I'd sure
like to join.

You? Grown up?

Sure. They sent me on an errand all by
myself today.

They wouldn't send a kid.

You know, Jody, us Daredevils got a
real...

basketball.

Maybe you're not such a kid anymore.

Right.

Come on, I'll take you to the meeting.

Who are you kidding? He's seven at the
most.

No seven -year -old kid would have a new
basketball.

I say he's 11.

Jody, you can join the Daredevils on
account of your lucky 11.

to pass the test of bravery.

I'm not afraid. Just name it.

I had to jump from that roof clear up to
that one and nearly missed.

Boy, that is kind of tough.

Guys, you figure out something.

Right now, I've got to take these stuff
home to Mr. French.

I've got it.

Jody, here's what you've got to do.

Cut off some of Mr. French's whiskers
and bring them to us for proof.

Mr. French's whiskers?

No, but Mr. French likes his whiskers. I
wouldn't want to do anything to hurt

his feelings.

And besides, he won't let me cut him
off, even just some.

You don't ask permission.

You just do it.

A kid wouldn't know how, but a real 11
-year -old would.

Okay, I'll show you.

First repeat after me.

I will not tell nobody about the secrets
of the daredevils. I will not tell

nobody about the secrets...

I'll be here.

With the whiskers. And bring the
basketball.

What are you staring at now?

Nothing.

Mr. French. How long did it take you to
grow your whiskers?

Many years to achieve the proper effect.

I was afraid of that.

Mr. French, may I take your regular nap
today?

Of course. Why?

I wanted to be sure to be quiet so I
won't wake you up.

That's very considerate of you, Jody.

And important.

What

you

looking for there, Joe?

to put something loose in.

All right, excuse me, sir. Wait to pick
you up at the airport Monday.

No, I'm going to ride in with Charlie.
I'd better get going, too.

Have a good time, Uncle Bill.

Okay, you too. Hey, don't go putting
your turtle in Mr. French's bed like

time.

That's when I was a kid.

I'm grown up now.

Judy, what are you staring at?

Nothing, Mr. Whiskers. I mean, Mr. Fred.

Mr. Whiskers, indeed, sir.

Did you notice that he was gazing at my
beard as if he'd never seen it before?

Yeah, he was kind of studying it, all
right.

I seem positively fascinated. I mean, I
noticed him staring at it all through

lunch. Why?

Well, he just said he's not a little kid
anymore. Maybe he's thinking about

growing one, huh?

Certainly. Speared to 20 years of loving
attention.

Oh, well, take care of it while I'm
gone.

Sissy, Buffy, Jody, I'm going.

Goodbye, Uncle Bill. Bye, Uncle Bill.
Have a good time. Bye.

Bye, have a good time. Okay. Sissy's
taking me and Jody to the planet uranium

we can see the stars and the planets and
twinkly junk.

That's good. I'll see you Monday.

Jody and Tizzy will be with us.

It's not the dark.

I'm grown up. I'm not scared of
anything.

They should never have sent him for that
cheese.

Just think, this morning he was...

tickets to the Folk Rock Festival.

You want to go?

Oh, I'd like to, but I promised to take
Buff to the Planetarium.

Well, you go with Sharon, Sissy. I don't
care. I'd just as soon go up and play

with Jody.

Oh, good.

Great. Then you can stay with me
overnight, Sissy.

Okay.

Tell Mr. French that I'll call and ask
him for permission.

Here's your friend, Dorky.

Bye -bye.

You could have got me in terrible
trouble.

You would have been in worse trouble if
he cut his whiskers off. I wasn't going

to cut them all off.

Just enough.

Enough?

Enough for what?

I can't tell you. I promised the guys.

What guys?

64th Street Daredevils.

Those big ones?

They're not too big for me.

But they're my pals.

But first I've got to show them that I'm
real grown up.

I gotta do something real scary and
dangerous.

Like cutting off Mr. French's whiskers?

I can't tell you, Buffy.

It's a secret.

You didn't tell me. I guessed.

Okay, then. That's all right.

Bimbo, bambo, dimbo, del.

Keep a secret, never tell.

Well, I better get back to work on Mr.
French.

Jody, you better watch out.

Naps are not for sure like real sleep.

Yeah, what if he opened up his eyes and
caught me?

Mr. French sleeps better at night. Why
don't we do it then?

We? You gonna help me?

Sure. I'm your sister, and I know the
secret. And somebody has to hold the

envelope. Yeah.

handsome prince, no longer an ugly frog,
married the beautiful princess.

And they lived happily ever after. The
end.

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

Well, we seem strangely anxious to
retire tonight.

Very well.

Come along, Judy. Mr. French, Sissy's
spending the night over at Sharon's, so

can I sleep in here with Beth?

Definitely not, definitely not. With a
pair of you giggling and playing till

hours of the night, I would never get to
sleep.

Oh, we want you to get to sleep, Mr.
French. You were tired today.

Yeah, don't wake up till morning.

Thank you, children.

Mr. French.

Hmm? I can put my arms off to bed, so
you get started going to sleep.

not scared, are you?

Sure, are you?

No, I'm grown up.

My toy duck.

Now we know why we shouldn't leave
things lying around.

It could have woke Mr. French.

Ah, dear sir, there's nobody at this
residence by the name of Gussie. And if

there were, she wouldn't be taking calls
in the middle of the night.

Good night, sir.

Wrong number indeed.

So I guess I can't join.

Can I please have my basketball bat?

We don't allow babies in this club.

So long, baby.

I am not a baby. I'll bring back those
whiskers tomorrow.

You'll see.

Hi, Bob.

Hi. Did you tell the 64th Street
Daredevils that you didn't want to join?

Mm -hmm.

They said I was a baby.

I'll show them.

Buffy, where's Mr. French?

Taking a nap.

Good. Can I borrow your scissors again?

Okay, I'll help you on account of you're
my brother.

No, Buffy, I gotta do it alone. I can't
let them think that I'm a little kid who

needs a sister to help.

Okay, Jody, I understand.

Jody? Hi, Mr. French.

And may I inquire exactly what you're
doing here?

No, sir.

It's a secret, sir.

Oh, it's a secret, is it?

What are you holding behind your back?

Just an envelope.

What have we here?

Whiskers.

Whiskers? My whiskers?

How dare you? This is an invasion of
privacy, which will not go unpunished.

Well, it seems, sir, that I've been
bearded in my den. Why, it's absolutely

unforgivable. I got a hunch it's more
than just a childish prank. Joe, he's

malicious, you know.

Well, then, sir, why would he sniff my
beard? It's an unquestioned invasion of

privacy and unwarranted intrusion upon
my person.

We'd better ask him.

Twenty years of achieving perfect
symmetry, and if I hadn't wakened in

he'd be gone.

to talk to you.

Yes, sir.

About Mr.

French's whiskers.

Come here.

Now, why'd you do it anyway?

I can't tell you.

Why not? We've always been able to tell
each other everything, haven't we?

I'm sorry, Uncle Bill.

I can't tell you.

Okay, you know what that means, don't
you? I'm going to have to punish you.

Yes, sir.

Okay, well, I'm going to leave you here
by yourself for a while, and you just

think it over.

If you don't come out there in five
minutes and tell me what this secret's

about, then I'm going to... Well, I'm
going to have to think up something

drastic, I guess.

Right?

Right.

No,

excuse me, sir.

Whom have we here? We're the 64th Street
Daredevils, and we've got to talk to

Jody. What about?

He's a nice kid, and we treated him kind
of rotten.

Jody can join the Daredevils, and he
doesn't have to let us use his new

basketball. Or do the dare.

That test we gave him was a little bit
too tough.

You don't know about it because we swore
Jody to keep it a secret.

Uh -huh.

Okay, thanks, fellas. I'll, uh...

I'll give him the message.

Okay. Come on, guys.

Well, a man gives his word to keep a
secret.

He doesn't break it, sir.

Not if he's grown up sufficiently.

Yes, sir.

Uncle Bill, I thought it over, and I
decided to tell you something.

You did?

I decided that you got to punish me
because I'm not going to tell you the

secret.

Well, I guess if you promised us,
there's nothing I can do about it.

Quite, sir. A gentleman's word mustn't
be broken.

Oh, no, no need.

How long is it going to take for those
whiskers to grow in?

Oh, well, I do believe they're...
beginning to grow already, sir.

I'm glad.

I'm sorry I had to do it, Mr. French.

Okay, Judy.

Now run down the corner and get me the
evening paper, okay?

Me? By myself?

Yeah, you by yourself.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

The punishment still goes, okay?

Okay. Now wait, whoa.

Listen, some of the daredevils were just
here, you know, your pals, and they've

accepted you as a member.

Oh, boy, I'll be right back.

Now, sir, it's difficult to believe that
man is only seven years old.

He's about ten feet high there for a
minute.