All language subtitles for cybill_s01e11_the_last_temptation_of_cybill

This is wrong.

We both know this is wrong.

Why?

It'll never work.

I'm old enough to be your older sister.

I don't care.

I love you.

How long have they been rehearsing?
About an hour.

Same scene over and over?

Not even the whole scene, just that
part.

You and Sib going out tonight?

Yeah, romantic dinner, dancing, the
whole smear.

Guy's got a strong back.

Well, he's young.

I think it's great that you two are
trying to reconcile.

Yeah, well, we both realize how much we
still mean to each other.

So this must be tough for you to watch.

You know, Jeff, a couple of years ago it
would have driven me crazy, but that's

because I was insecure.

Now I'm much more comfortable with who I
am.

I'm not threatened by a kid like that.

Did you see my new Jaguar?

Yeah, nice.

Man, I remember when I was his age. I
could go all night.

Yeah.

Got the big engine.

Twelve cylinders.

Sweet.

They say a woman fibs age and a guy his
age both in their sexual prime.

Uh -huh.

But your peak earning years are 45 to
50.

Still, when you get out of the shower
and look in the mirror, would you rather

see somebody that looks like you? Hey,
has he written any award -winning

Does he own his own home? Does he have
any mutual funds? There you go. That's a

nerve I was poking around for.

Ira, how long have you been here?

Long enough to brag about his mutual
funds.

Aren't you late for a tractor pull or
something?

Let me introduce Rick.

This is Jeff, my ex -husband who lives
out of the garage.

And this is Ira, my ex -husband whom I'm
dating.

It's a long story.

These are for you.

Oh, thank you so much, Ira.

So, how's the play going?

Well, pretty good. Hard work, though.

It's only a little home wall theater
production, but I'm still scared to

Of what?

You're magnificent.

On stage.

Acting on stage.

Acting magnificent.

Well, I'd better get going. I'm working
the dinner, chef. You're a waiter.

I gotta pay the rent.

No shame in that.

What do you drive?

Uh, Don's Cold.

Economical.

Yeah. Well, it was, um, good to meet
you.

See you, Ray.

Adios. Bye. Okay, I'll go get ready.
Thanks.

in Brentwood. Everyone lives behind
gates.

No one invites you over for coffee. In
fact, you never even know who your

neighbors are until they're accused of
murder.

Isn't that always the way?

But I'm going to change all that.

I bought a telescope.

For what, she asked, fearing the answer.

Don't worry.

I checked with my attorney.

I am within my legal rights as long as
my telescope is pointed at the stars.

So far I've seen Orion, the Big Dipper,
and William Shatner.

Her fears were confirmed.

Did you know he let this cat feed off
his stomach?

You're kidding. Could I make that up?

Oh, hey.

How was your little rendezvous with Ira
last night?

Actually, it was very romantic.

We went to Malibu and had lobster, and
then we took off our shoes and walked on

the beach.

Off his stomach?

And not the dry cat food, either.

Especially Ira walked barefoot on the
beach.

Well... He left his socks on, and we
only got about 20 feet before he saw a

homeless man and ran back to the car.
But for him, that's progress.

Was there any other progress?

No, we're still taking it slow.

Define slow.

Just kissing.

Just kissing what?

You're a pig.

Hey, Pebble. Rick, I didn't know you
belonged to this gym.

I don't. I'm just here playing
racquetball with a friend.

Oh, this is Marianne. Rick and I are
doing that play together.

Hi.

Sybil's told me a lot about you.

Are we still rehearsing tonight?

Six o 'clock. Great. I'll see you then.
Okay. Bye.

Bye -bye.

I bow to you.

Marianne, nothing's going on. Does Ira
know? There's nothing to know.

I'm doing a play with Ira and I'm dating
Rick.

Excuse me? I mean, I'm dating Ira and I
want to do Rick. I mean, I want to play

with Rick.

You'll be back in a minute. You sure I
can't get you anything?

Oh, no, thanks. I'm fine.

Here.

Houston, we have touchdown.

You know, believe it or not, I'm usually
a teeny -weeny size one.

Well, I think you look great the way you
are.

You think so?

Pregnant women are beautiful.

You're glowing.

Oh, thank you.

So, how long have you been married? What
makes you think I'm married?

Maybe the wedding ring gave you away?

Just kidding, peanut.

Yes, I'm married. We live over in
Northridge. He's out of town right now,

staying here for a couple of days.

I'm divorced.

I'm just living here until I find my own
place.

Oh, Zoe.

Teenagers, what are you going to do?

Okay, Rach.

Snack time.

Need some help?

No, no, I'm fine. Sorry I'm late. I had
to restock the pantry before our little

mommy started hitting the dog biscuits.

Mother.

I ate a Gainesburger.

Be right with you, Rick.

Well, excuse me. I'm going to go get a
little something to wash down these

chips. How about a bucket of gravy?

Here, let me.

Wow, glad you're here, Rick. Usually it
takes two of us.

Thank you.

I know we both have a lot of baggage.

I've been hurt. You've been hurt.

But we're both young.

We can make this work.

Huh? Zoe!

Go do your homework.

Later.

I love you.

I'm sorry. I have to stop.

What's wrong?

I'm having a problem with the kith. Oh,
no. Did I bite you again?

Nothing like that.

Sybil, we've got to talk.

Knock, knock.

There I am.

Hello, Rick.

Excuse me.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was on my way to a party.

A party which I have on good authority
will also be attended by my ex -husband.

So I was thinking, what could I wear
that would fill him with regret for

me? And then it hit me. Marianne, you
cannot wear Rick to the party.

Come on, it's the perfect accessory.

No, Rick is not a handbag, he's an
actor. Sometimes there's a difference.

All right, I'll just go home and watch
TV.

Maybe Dustin Hoffman's TV.

Good idea. I bet he's got a satellite
dish.

Sorry about that.

Is everything okay?

With Marianne? No, definitely not.

Now, what were you saying?

Well, when we kiss in the scene... Boy,
this is kind of embarrassing.

I'm not acting.

I'm really kissing you.

I could see how that could be a problem.

I can't stop thinking about you, Sybil.
Can I say something? I'm an idiot,

right? No, not at all.

This happens to all actors.

You're tapping into some very intimate
emotions to make the scene work, and

easy for the line between fiction and
reality to get confused.

See? Isn't that confusing?

Still waiting, huh?

Yeah, well, you know women.

Theoretically.

You know Teresa, the waitress who
usually covers this station?

Uh, no. Big girl. Bad dye job.

Anyway, I can't begin to tell you how
many times she has come in late.

Boyfriend problems, car problems, hair
problems, and who has to cover her

You do. Ding, ding, ding.

Thibault, over here. But does she show
up in time to pick up her tips?

Oh!

Excuse me, could you, uh... Oh!

Glad you could make it.

Sorry I'm late. I got stuck in traffic.

Sure.

No, really.

Why am I apologizing to the waiter?

Well, he did take his chair.

So, how was rehearsal?

Rehearsal? Fine.

Rehearsal didn't make me late. It was
traffic. Horrible traffic. Bumper to

bumper traffic.

Really? Which way did you come?

What difference does it make?

There was traffic. I was late. Can we
drop it? Okay.

Hey, it's dropped. Hey!

I read the play. Pretty good. Nice part
for you.

You read the play?

Yeah. Why did you read the play?

Uh, to be supportive and take an
interest in what you're doing. Yeah,

You would have been counting how many
times Rick kisses me. No.

You really want to know?

Eleven times.

Boy, you haven't changed at all.

You still can't deal with the fact that
I'm an actor. And yet, sometimes I have

to have love scenes with other men.

Look, I was just... I was just... I was
just... Just... Because I have to kiss

another man on stage doesn't mean I
enjoy it, and it certainly doesn't mean

attracted to him and wonder what it'd be
like to have sex with him.

What? And furthermore, Ira, I resent
these childish accusations.

Okay. I said, how was rehearsal?

She said she was stuck in traffic.

I said, which way did you come?

Peek -a -boo, I see you standing at the
door.

Peek -a -boo, I see you lying on the
floor.

It's open, Sybil.

How'd you know it was me?

I saw you pulling off the freeway.

Hey, you want to watch Elliot Gould cook
dinner?

Absolutely not.

He's nude. Maybe a peek.

That man has the biggest... Wait, that's
an oven mitt.

This is such a wonderful hobby.

Last night, I saw Kirstie Alley eat an
entire pie with no utensils.

My turn.

I'm a terrible person, Marianne. Oh,
come on. Anybody would have looked.

No, not that. I had a date with Ira
tonight. I practically tore his head

And the problem is? He didn't deserve
it.

I guess I was feeling guilty about what
happened with Rick.

Something happened with Rick?

He kissed me. I mean, he really kissed
me, and I sort of really kissed him

Uh -huh. And then?

Then I sent him home.

Oh.

Marianne, it's not fair.

I've been single over a year, dating
nothing but boring middle -aged men.

The second I start seeing my ex
-husband, bang, in walks Rick.

And it's not just physical. He's smart
and sensitive.

Okay, it's a little physical.

I understand.

You care for Ira, but you're attracted
to Rick.

I feel like I'm being tested.

I hate tests.

Hell suck.

Sybil, we've known each other a long
time.

You know me better than anyone.

Yes, I do.

But you don't need my advice.

In your heart of hearts, you know the
right thing to do.

Yeah, I guess.

Jump that boy and use him until there's
nothing left but an empty hospital.

There's me right.

Trust me on this.

Go. Enjoy.

Breed a master race.

Hey, nosy lady, you like to peek? Here,
take a picture. It'll last longer.

kissing, embracing thing on the counter.

We just look at each other really
intensely.

I don't understand. It says here they
kissed passionately.

That's only a suggestion from the
writer. You can ignore that.

I get it.

This is about yesterday, isn't it?

Well, sort of.

Rick, listen.

Hey, I gotta talk to you. Not now, Jeff.
We're rehearsing.

Yeah, right.

Rehearsing.

This is important.

I'll be right back.

Sorry to drag you away from Rick the
Barbarian.

What's so important?

Where's Rachel?

She went out for pizza.

And yogurt. And corn dogs. Why?

Our son -in -law called.

She's not staying here because he's out
of town. They had a fight. She walked

out on him.

I should have known.

She's been acting really strange lately.

I couldn't tell if she was weeping
because her marriage was in trouble or

because we're out of pudding pops.

Rick, hi.

What are you doing here?

Oh, that's right. You were working with
my mother. Filly me. I completely forgot

you were coming over.

Oh.

What do you think?

About?

You did something different with your
hair? Oh, you noticed.

Yeah, I tried something new. Actually, I
was thinking of cutting it. Oh, don't

you dare.

It's beautiful the way it frames your
face. No, stop.

I gotta look under condition to feel it.

Obviously, I'm gonna have to talk to
her.

Why do you always do that? Do what?

Cut me out of the parenting.

I'm her father, you know. I could talk
to her, too.

Jeff, she's having marital problems.

All you know about marital problems is
how to cause them.

Oh. God, Rick, that feels so good.

My sister's pregnant. I did this for her
all the time.

Hey, hey, hey, what's going on here?

Daddy, Rick, what's wrong with my
shoulders?

Yeah, yeah, I know that game. Start with
the shoulders and who knows where it

ends up. Right, actor boy?

I know.

You know what? Rick has to leave now.

I hope I haven't caused a problem. No,
you're not the problem. Well, not that

problem. Can we get together later?
That's another problem. Whole different

problem. I don't understand.

Let's talk out here.

Jeff, I'll be right back.

Get... Rachel, a cupcake.

Quick!

Your daughter is really sweet.

As long as we keep her fed.

Rick, you know I like you. A lot.

That's good, because you know how I
feel.

Yes, I do.

Please don't.

You and I can't have this relationship.

Because? Because, well, first of all,
there's the age thing.

What age thing?

Boy, I really do like you.

The truth is, I'm dating my ex -husband.
Not the big one in the air that wants

to kill you. The small, nervous one you
met the other night.

You know, Rach, if you're having trouble
with Kevin, it really might help to

talk about it. To you?

Why not to me?

Geez, what is it with everybody? I'm a
person. I can listen.

I can advise.

Come on.

Tell Daddy all about it.

Okay. The other day, I came home with
six samples of wallpaper.

You know, for the baby's room. Mm -hmm.

So I go in, show Kevin, he says, you
two, they're all nice.

Can you believe that? It's like he just
doesn't care. But why should he? I'm

nothing but a big fat, so he thinks I'm
disgusting.

Rachel,

Rachel, I know how to hang wallpaper.

We can at least work together, right?

No, I'm going to quit the play.

Oh, no, don't do that.

Trust me, it's for the best. And there's
plenty of time to replace me.

Nobody could replace you.

I know.

is really not about the wallpaper.

Oh,

great.

Simple talk, would you?

Rachel, calm down, honey.

Honey, Mommy's here.

I think I know what's going on.

Kevin's not paying enough attention to
you, is he? Right? Right.

And you don't feel attractive to him
anymore, right?

And flirting with Rick made you feel
desirable and guilty at the same time?

thinks I'm beautiful.

Because you are beautiful.

Kevin, I'm sure thinks so, too.

He never says so.

Okay, here's what we're going to do.
We're going to go upstairs to my room.

And get all comfy. I'm going to rub your
neck and tell you about how horrible

your father was when I was pregnant with
you.

Really?

What's the difference?

Call me petty, but I think there's a
distinction.

Okay, I was wrong last night.

But I was reacting to the old Ira, the
one who used to be jealous and

condescending about my career. But
you've changed.

You've become supportive and
understanding. I appreciate that.

Wait, wait. Let's go back to you were
wrong.

I value our relationship.

And I want you to know I'm committed to
giving it a chance.

Yeah, yeah, but you were wrong.

Yes, I was wrong.

I didn't screw up this time. I didn't
blow it. I'm blameless and innocent.

You're really going to milk this dry,
aren't you? Oh, you better believe it. I

spent half the night wondering what I
did wrong. The answer is nothing. I did

nothing wrong.

Hey, world, I'm not guilty.

All right, all right.

Can we move on?

Certainly. I believe next on the agenda
we'll be begging for forgiveness.

Or remember how we used to make up after
a fight?

Oh, I get it.

After all these weeks of let's take it
slow, Ira, sleeping together would be a

mistake, Ira, now you want to hop in
this sack just so you can get off the

Well, it's not going to be that easy. If
you want me, you're going to have to

woo me.

Woo you?

Yes, woo me.

Call me up, ask me out, wine me, dine
me, then maybe you can have your way

me.

Okay, Ira, if that's what you want, I'll
call you.

Fine, maybe I'll be home.

I'm the stupidest man in the entire
world.

Oh, Rachel, that's great.

A few days in Palm Springs is just what
you and Kevin need.

What? I can't understand what you're
saying. Put down the chicken leg.

Oh, honey, don't cry. I didn't mean you
were fat.

Okay. Have fun. Call me when you get
back.

I love you, too. Bye.

Poor Kevin.

Oh, they'll work things out.

Two kids in love about to become
parents.

Oh, look, she left a potato chip.

So, heard from young Rick lately?

No, they recast the older woman part, so
I guess he's busy rehearsing.

How busy?

Forget it. Rick's a sweet person.

He just got a little confused.

I only hope it doesn't take him too long
to get over me.

You know, I really am attracted to you.

I just... Hope we're not letting the
emotions from the place spill over into

personal lives.

Who cares?

Something dies out.