All language subtitles for Mr Belvedere s02e15 Rivals

Something on fire?

Oh, it's you.

Smells a little like writer's block in
here.

Hey, a good cigarette helps me think.

Do you say think or think?

Hello, boys.

That was a fast game of catch.

Yeah, sure was.

Where's the football?

Oh, Wesley went out for a pass in the
Huffnagle's backyard, but Grandma

Huffnagle intercepted it, took it
inside.

I tried to tackle her, but she's pretty
quick with that aluminum walker.

Better luck next time.

Oh, boy, peanut butter and cookies.

No, no, no, no, no, Wesley.

No, no, no, no. They're far too hot. You
might burn your tongue.

Oh, okay.

He's so crusty.

Ouch, ouch, ouch. Hot, hot, hot.

Thanks, buddy. Hey, what do you think
you're doing?

Following your example.

Hey, I don't need any smart remarks.

Come on, Dad. You know these things
aren't any good for you. Look, it even

right on the package, smoking causes
lung cancer, heart disease, emphysema,

may complicate pregnancy.

Well, I wasn't planning on having any
more kids.

How do I look? Very cute.

I don't want to look cute. I want to
look sophisticated, alluring.

Why? Well, I didn't want to tell you
this, but I'm dating an older man.

He's almost 16.

Oh, my goodness.

Look, George, all I'm saying is your
body is a temple. Yeah, well, this

got a smoking section.

Gross, Dad's smoking again.

Yeah, I can see that.

Come on, are you guys going to start in
on me too?

I just got an earful from the Nairobi
trio here.

George, you can quit if you really set
your mind to it.

Yeah, I've tried.

It's tough.

Any bad habit can be broken with a
little determination and self

Big talk coming from a guy stuffing
cookies down his throat.

What is that supposed to mean?

It means that you're as hooked on that
junk as I am on these things. That's

ridiculous. I like a little something
sweet every now and then, but I should

stop any time.

I'll believe that when Prince Charles
gets a job.

Hey,

I got an idea.

Why don't you guys both quit?

Huh? Yeah, sure.

Dad will give up smoking, and Mr.
Belvedere will give up all his junk

And whoever quits the longest is the
better man.

Well, guys?

Well, I think it's a marvelous idea.

Well, I think it's marvelous, too.

It's a bet.

Honey?

Okay.

Belvedere?

Never met her before.

Who cares when you dropkick your jacket?
As you came through the door, no one

glared. But sometimes things get turned
around and no one's spared.

All hands look out below.

There's a change in the status quo.

Gonna need all the help that we can get.

Life is more than mere survival.

We just might live the good life yet.

Somebody seems to be making progress.

Yeah, it's coming along pretty good.

Well, there you are, you see.

You don't need a pack of cigarettes by
your typewriter to do your job.

Right.

Especially when you've got a pack of
ding -dongs.

You realize, of course, this means war.

Hello? Hi, I'm Sean. I'm here to see
Heather.

Oh, hi, Sean. Come on in.

Yeah, could you please tell your sister
that I'm here?

I'm Heather's mother.

Get out of here.

Oh, hi, Heather.

So, how do I look?

Nice. I mean, your zit's cleared up and
everything.

He's so bad.

Actually, you look real special.

Well, I guess you guys better get going.

It was very nice meeting you, Mrs.
Owens. Oh, it was very nice meeting you,

Sean. Come on, Sean. We're going to miss
the movie.

That's okay. You go on ahead. I think
I'll just stay here and hang out with

mom for a while.

She's teasing, Mom. Come on, Sean.

See you, Mrs. Owens. Have a nice time.

Yeah, don't worry. I'll have her back by
Tuesday.

Morning, guys. Morning, Dad.

Hey, what do you got there?

It's just a graham cracker.

Graham cracker? That's the same as a
cookie.

No, it's not. It's a cracker. It says so
right on the box.

You can't eat that.

Judges.

Well, it's not the chocolate -covered
kind.

But there is cinnamon on top. That's a
seasoning, like garlic.

Wait a minute. He's having it with milk
that makes it a cookie. That's

ridiculous. It's disallowed.

Fine,

fine, you're the judges.

But I'm the one who cooks your dinner.

And if that's a cookie, wait till you
see what part is for meat.

So how's the bet coming?

Just fine.

I think you pretty much got that spot.

I need to keep my hands busy.

That's the same thing George said last
night.

Good morning, Heather. How was your
date?

It was a disaster.

First, I tripped coming down the aisle
and spilled on my bonbons.

And then, during the movie, Sean tried
to put his arm around me and I jumped

dumped a whole thing of hot nachos in
his lap.

Tell me again about the bonbons.

Look, honey, maybe the evening wasn't
perfect, but I'm sure Sean had a very

time. Oh, sure.

I mean, Sean's so smart and funny, and
all he could say the whole night was, uh

-huh, yeah, uh -huh, yeah.

Yes. Maybe I should just become a nun.
They don't have to talk at all.

Owens residence.

Just a moment.

To Heather, it's Sean.

He probably just wants to yell at me.

Hello?

Uh -huh.

Yeah. Uh -huh.

Yeah.

Hi.

Oh, I can't believe it. He wants to see
me again.

And you thought you couldn't carry on a
conversation.

Uh -huh.

Hey, what do you think you're doing?

Hmm. Just reading the sports section.

Go ahead.

Huff away, I don't mind.

I haven't had a smoke in two days.

I feel terrific.

Good for you.

Incidentally, I read your column today.

It didn't seem to have its usual
sparkle.

Oh, yeah?

Perhaps your brain isn't getting enough
tar.

Hey, go ahead, Belvedere.

Take your best shot.

I don't mind.

What's with the books?

Oh, I'm going to school.

I'm studying to be a lawyer.

Oh, yeah? Well, I'll call you if I ever
need one.

Yeah, somehow I think you will.

Oh, where's Heather?

She's not home from the mall yet.

Have you seen Mr. Owen?

That's the gray -haired gentleman?

Yes, John.

Yeah, he left for work a few minutes
ago, but he said I could wait around if

promised not to steal anything.

Well, you make yourself at home. I'm
sure Heather will be back sometime soon.

I can wait.

I thought that this was Heather's room.
Yeah, well, it's not.

Yeah, I was just going to go in there
and play some records. I didn't know

this was your room, I swear.

It's okay, Sean.

I'm really so embarrassed.

I just want to go someplace and hide.

Sean, you're still here.

I know.

And I feel real bad about that.

Then go.

Sean!

Has anyone ever told you that you're
beautiful when you're angry? And has

ever told you to go home and take a cold
shower?

Well, what's wrong with the one right in
there?

Sean, I think you better get out of here
before you do something you might

regret.

What, did you have anything special in
mind?

Just get out!

Problem, Mrs. Owens?

Was it something I said?

I'm up here getting dressed, and the
next thing I know, Sean is standing

staring at me.

I asked him to leave, but he wouldn't.

I'm glad I came in when I did.

I don't know what to do about this.

Well, he could always call the police
and have his libido impounded.

I can't tell Heather, because she'd be
crushed.

And I can't tell George, because Sean
would be crushed.

It's really up to you.

Do you think I somehow encouraged him? I
mean, I laughed at all... his silly

jokes. I enjoyed his compliments.

And I did tell him to make himself at
home.

Oh, don't be ridiculous, Mrs. Owen. I
know, I know.

Anyway, judging from the look on Sean's
face, I don't think he'll be bothering

you again.

I'm very glad you were here, Mr.
Belvedere.

I don't know how to thank you.

A cupcake would be nice.

Hey, Mom, have you seen Dad anywhere?

No, why?

Uh, It's just he hadn't smoked in three
days.

He'd think he might be getting a little
shaky.

I lost him.

Oh, yeah?

I trailed him into the woods, but I
think he doubled back to trick me.

Except those two rotten kids of mine
keep watching me like a hawk. Yes,

been keeping their beady little eyes on
me as well.

Look, Belvedere, we're both mature,
responsible adults.

I mean, if I want to have one cigarette,
or you want to have one cookie, I think

we should both be able to.

Are you suggesting a temporary truce,
comrade?

I won't tell if you won't tell.

pink nail polish.

Why, are you going out tonight?

No, Sean's coming over here.

Oh? We're just going to study together.
That's okay, isn't it? Sure.

Um, I just think that you've been seeing
an awful lot of him lately.

Mom, I've seen him once.

Yes, and this will make twice.

Mom, what's the matter? You're acting
like you don't like Sean.

I didn't say that.

Well, he likes you.

You're practically all he ever talks
about.

Look, honey, I...

I just think that you're too young to
get seriously involved with anybody now.

Especially a boy who's older than you.

Are you saying you don't want me to see
Sean anymore?

Fine.

Excuse me.

Mom!

Hi. You must be Wesley.

Yeah. Who must you be?

I'm Sean. I'm here to see Heather.

Give me a buck and I'll go get her.

Yes. Give yourself a new personality.

Yay!

Wes, go up and tell your sister Sean's
here.

Okay.

Cute little scamp.

You got a lot of nerves showing up
around here again.

Whatever you've heard, sir, it is a lie.

I'm kidding.

I just meant you've been over here three
days in a row.

I was just kidding, too, then.

Hey, come on over and have a seat, Sean.

Thank you, sir.

So, I take it you got your eyes set on
my little girl?

I will, I sure do.

Well, I just think I should warn you,
I'm kind of an old -fashioned dad when

comes to my daughter. Let me stop you
right there, sir. Are we talking about F

-E -X?

Because if we are, sir, I want to assure
you that my intentions with your

daughter are strictly honorable.

That's good to know.

We're home.

Hey, honey.

Oh.

Hello, everybody.

Hi, Mrs. Owens. I'm Sean. You remember
me?

Yeah, I believe so.

Hi, Sean.

Oh, hi, Heather.

I got my books.

Uh, Sean and I are just gonna study.
We're not going out or anything, okay?

Yeah, fine.

Uh, this is our housekeeper, Mr.

Belvedere. This is Sean.

I believe we met once, in passing.

Yeah, right.

Listen, Heather, I know it's kind of
corny, but what the heck.

I got you these.

Certainly.

Something wrong?

Oh, no. I'm just watching you.

Oh. You know, when you come to a tough
part in a problem, you crank your nose a

lot. It's kind of cute.

Thank you.

When I come to a tough part in a
problem, I stick my tongue out over here

this.

That's great.

Maybe you can get that fixed.

I don't know.

Listen, I gotta get something to drink.
Do you want anything?

No, um, listen, I think my mom's in
there and she's still not crazy about us

seeing each other, so just try to be
extra special nice to her, okay?

Sure.

You know, I really wanted to give those
to you.

Sean? I mean, to try to say that I'm
sorry. Oh, really?

I don't know what... came over me?

Maybe I've just seen too many of those
movies.

You know, with the naive young kid and
the beautiful older woman.

Takes them and shows them what life's
really all about.

Well, I guess I haven't seen those
movies.

I noticed that.

Anyway, I just want to say that I
appreciate you're not telling anyone

happened. I mean, if my old man found
out, he would have gone through the

Of course, I would have gone through it
first.

All right, look.

I know that I come off like some kind of
jerk who thinks he knows it all.

But maybe that's because I'm afraid
people might find out that I'm really

as scared and confused as any other kid.

It's just... Forget it.

Sean. I knew you were crazy about me.

right now. Sean!

All right, don't blame your mom. I guess
when they hit 35, they just go a little

crazy or something.

Ow!

Heather, we have to sit down and have a
little talk. Oh, that's okay, Mama. I

understand now why you didn't want me to
see him. Oh, you do? Yeah, because you

wanted him all for yourself.

Heather,

what's wrong?

Ask Mrs. Robinson.

And I just came down the stairs.

Heather, let me in. Go away.

Heather, I did not try to steal your
boyfriend.

Pat.

Sean tried to kiss me. Heather walked in
and saw it.

I always tell the children to knock.

And at your mother, that hussy.

Trying to seduce that sweet, innocent
boy.

Perhaps now she'll leave me alone.

That's not funny, Mr.

Belvedere. Heather, that Sean is a
contemptible lickspittle.

I know that.

And you must know that your mother did
nothing to encourage him.

But it's still her fault.

She made him like her by being so sweet
and pretty and perfect.

Heather. I mean, just look at her.

Beautiful. Who would you rather have,
Mr. Belvedere? Her or me?

At the moment, I think I'd like a jelly
donut.

Excuse me.

First, I couldn't figure out why Sean
would want to see me again.

For a second there, I actually thought
it was because he liked me.

Pretty stupid, huh?

Heather.

to make yourself feel bad.

Am I adopted?

No.

How come I turned out so blech?

Hey, come here.

I want you to take a good long look.

Tell me what you see.

A toad.

I see.

I see beautiful green eyes and a cute
little button nose.

And when it's there, a smile that can
just melt your heart.

Are you sure it's me you're looking at?

You see?

Yeah.

Thanks, Mom.

Such a klutz.

I don't know, dear.

You get that from your father.

Chuck,

come on in. Hey, take it easy. I just
gotta get my boots and my jacket. He'll

never see me again. Just don't do
anything crazy.

What are you talking about?

I said get my books and stuff. Well, you
guys, why don't you just get out of

here before I really let you have it?

Has anyone ever told you that you're
beautiful when you're angry?

Sean!

Well, I already told you.

Hey,

what was that all about?

Oh, nothing. It's just a little problem
we had with Sean, but it's nothing we

women can't handle. Right, Heather.

Right, Mom.

You see, Sean only pretended like me,
but he really had a thing for Mom, and I

found him trying to... in the kitchen
and I got all upset. But Mom and I had a

nice talk and she told me that I was
beautiful and that me being a cuss comes

from your excited family.

George, don't get so upset.

I'm okay.

I think I'll go out back.

I need a little fresh air.

Good idea, Dad.

Remember, George, nice and deep.

Let's have your snotty little victory
speech and get it over with.

I can't hold it in my mouth, though.

At any rate, Heather's self -confidence
seems to be on the rebound.

In fact, if the trend continues, she
might become as insufferable as Wesley.

As for George, it's been two weeks since
his last cigarette, and I think he's

kicked enough to have it for good.

Bravo, George.

As for me, I haven't done quite as well.

Although I have managed to cut down to
half a pack a day.