All language subtitles for mr_belvedere_s02e22_the_play

Let me guess.

You're doing your impression of Wesley.

Nope. A lost student on spring break.

Congratulations.

Will you be throwing things on the floor
all week?

I'm sorry, Mr. Belvedere.

It's just that I've got some time off
and I've got to figure out what to do

myself.

There's a load of laundry upstairs.

Oh, Mr.

Belvedere. Oh, Mrs. Owens.

Hey, Marsha. Hi, honey.

That's it.

I am through with show business.

Uh -oh. What's this?

A mutiny on the HMS Pinafore?

What happened, honey?

They canceled the play.

Congratulations, Wesley.

Normally, you just get yourself kicked
out.

Hey, I didn't do anything.

Mrs. Futterman, our director, got sick.

Oh, that's too bad.

What's she got, the flu?

I don't know. The guy taking her away
said she needed a long rest.

And of course that had nothing to do
with you.

No, I was behaving myself.

Because I'm that thorn, I have to set a
good example.

And my singing was getting better, too.

I am the captain of the pin -off board.
Excuse me. I'm the captain.

Honey, honey, honey.

Are they going to get you kids a new
director?

I don't know.

If one teacher nervous breakdown,
suddenly they're all afraid of you.

Their school said he's going to try to
find a parent to volunteer.

That's nice.

Hey, Mom, what about you?

You're on vacation, aren't you?

No.

Well, I mean, yes, I am, but only for a
very short while.

And I guess you've got to work, huh,
Dad?

Afraid so, Jim.

never going to get to be captain of the
pinafore.

Hey, maybe Mr. Belvedere could direct
it.

Yeah, that's a great idea, Dad.

I mean, Mr. Belvedere is English, just
like Gilbert and Sullivan.

Yeah.

And he loves kids.

Boy, Mr.

Belvedere, have we got a treat for you.

If it's not a milk bone, I'm in very big
trouble.

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.

According to our new arrival, life is
more than mere survival.

We just might live the good life yet.

I'm called Little Buttercup, dear Little
Buttercup. Though I could never tell

why. But still I'm called Buttercup,
dear Little Buttercup.

Sweet little buttercup.

Evan.

Hey, I didn't hear a thing, Mr.
Buttercup.

Evan, it's just a song from H. and Miss
Pinafore. I'm directing your brother's

play.

Why? I don't know. Share masochism?

Mom, you're reading again.

Huh? You promised me you wouldn't study
during spring break.

I'm not, really.

Jessica was so mesmerized by his bedroom
eyes, she was barely aware of his

caressing hands.

This is trash, young lady.

No, it's not. It's a romance novel.
They're sold in the finest supermarkets.

a couple of weeks off.

Oh, don't worry. I won't bother you.

No, I mean, I thought we could spend
some time together.

You know, do some mother and daughter
stuff.

You mean like argue?

No.

I mean like go shopping.

Just the two of us.

Ooh, great.

Well, why don't you pick me up after
school and we'll go to the mall?

Oh, well, I was thinking we could go
downtown.

I hate the stores downtown. Why can't we
just go to the mall? Heather, you spend

your life at that mall.

But Mom...

your break was? Two weeks.

Well, if you can take it, I can take it.

Thank

you.

Wesley, I'm in charge of this fiasco,
not you.

I'll cut the chorus my way. Thank you,
Jesse. We'll be in touch.

Next victim!

Hi, I'm Rebecca Rose.

My parents are separated.

My dog is sick.

And singing's the only joy I know.

be in the sailors chorus thanks mr
belvedere is that all yeah that's it

i'm sorry there's such a bunch of loxes
wait wait wait there's still a tommy

sullivan tommy i forget mr belvedere he
probably didn't even show up he's kind

of shy oh all right

You were just about to leave. Oh, so
long.

Tommy!

Since we're all here, you may as well
sing for us.

Oh.

I don't really know any songs.

Oh, come, come, Tommy. You must know
something.

It doesn't have to be anything special.

I know Silent Night.

Fine. Sing that.

I hope you guys shoplifted some of that.

Dad.

Oh, George, we had the best time.

We walked around. We split up hot fudge
sundae. We talked. It was just

wonderful. Hot fudge sundae, huh?

Did you charge that, too?

Hey, I think it's great you and Heather
are doing stuff together.

You know, George, it wouldn't hurt for
you to spend a little more time with

Kevin. Who?

Next year he'll be a senior, then he'll
be off to college.

I know.

I think you'll wish you'd spent some
quality time together while you had the

chance.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, Kev. How's school?

Oh, okay, yes.

Hey, Kev.

Yes.

You want to do something together?

Just the two of us?

You know, before it's too late.

It's too late.

What do you mean? Are you okay, Dad?

No, I'm fine.

I'm talking about you.

Me?

Why?

What have you heard?

Nothing.

Look, I'm going to go upstairs now, Dad.

I'm going to lay down for a while.

Good idea, Kev.

That wasn't so bad.

take five and let Mr. Belvedere clear
his head.

But I haven't finished my song yet.

Yes, well, we want to save something for
the opening night, don't we?

Yes, that's true. Maybe I should rest my
voice.

Maybe it should rest in peace.

I'm going to have a nice break.

Oh, Tommy.

Yes, Mr. Belvedere, did I do something
wrong?

No, not at all. You've been very good.

I'm just curious.

Would you mind singing the song on page
98?

But that's not a Wesley song.

I know, I know.

But sing it anyway, just for fun.

Now, why don't you go and join the
others?

Okay, Mr. Bobbitt.

Hi, Wesley.

What's going on? Is Tommy going to be my
understudy?

No, not exactly.

Well, how come you're singing my song?

Look, Wesley.

We all want to put on the best possible
play, don't we?

Yeah. And if you were the director, how
would you go about it?

I'd give me my song back. Aside from
that.

You're giving Tommy my part, aren't you?

Wesley, you'll be in the chorus.

I don't want to be in the crummy chorus.
Who's going to hear me there?

Oh, I don't know.

Certain breeds of dogs.

This isn't funny, Mr.

Belvedere. Oh, look, Wesley, I'm sorry.

I know what this has meant to you, but I
have to do what is best for the play.

You understand that, don't you? Yeah, I
understand, all right.

I quit.

We're back.

Where have you guys been?

Just out, doing stuff together.

Yeah, Dad and I walked around for a
while. We split a hot pretzel, and then

bought me some underwear.

It was great.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, champ. How's the captain of the
Pinafore doing?

Mr. Belvedere made me walk the plank.

Huh?

Mr. Belvedere gave somebody else
Wesley's part.

What?

felt the other boy could sing just a
little bit better.

Can you believe that?

I am that captain of the pin.

That's still no reason.

Mr. Belvedere said you could still be in
the chorus, right, honey?

Chorus? Big wow.

Hey, champ, the chorus sounds like a lot
of fun to me.

I'm gonna go upstairs.

Yeah, come on, Wes.

I'll show you my new underwear.

Thanks, Kev. You always know how to
cheer me up.

I'm back.

Mr. Belvedere.

I take it you've talked to Wesley.

Yeah, he mentioned something about you
giving him the old heave -ho.

Look, both of you, I didn't enjoy it.

But Wesley simply wasn't up to the part,
and I felt I had to be objective.

Mr. Belvedere, don't you think you're
getting a little carried away?

Yeah. It's just a stupid little school
play.

It's not like opening night on Broadway
or anything.

No.

Not yet.

Oh,

look, here you are at your fifth
birthday party.

Do you remember how chubby you were?

Mom, please turn the page.

Oh,

there you are at the seashore.

Hey, Wes, honey, come here. You want to
see a real cute picture of your sister

in a bathing suit?

No, thanks. I'm depressed enough.

I'm talking to you again.

My prayers have been answered.

Listen, I've been thinking about what
you said, and if Tommy has more talent

than me, then he should be the captain.

I'm glad you feel that way.

And if you'll still have me, I'd be
proud to be in the chorus.

Fine, Wesley.

Thank you.

And I promise to do my best to help make
this the most memorable school play

ever.

and I just wanted to tell you that most
of the credit goes to me.

At any rate, the curtain goes up in two
hours.

Your parents and your friends will be
out there, and I'm sure you'll all do

best. Any questions?

Yes, Tommy.

Are we really going to do this?

No. We're all going bowling, you silly
little twerp.

At any rate, all go home, rest up, and
don't eat anything that'll clash with

your costume.

Tommy.

Mr. Belvedere. Look, it's perfectly
natural to be nervous before a

I am.

You are?

Certainly. I mean, it's my name up in
chalk, just like yours.

So remember this.

You're going to be fine.

Because you are the captain of the
Pinafore and a right good captain, too.

Thanks, Mr. Belvedere.

You sit down right next to me. Sure,
Mom.

Hey, I don't see Wes's name anywhere in
this thing. Oh, well, it's got to be

here somewhere.

Oh, here it is, right down here.

Yeah, at the bottom.

Look, George, I'm very proud of Wesley.

I mean, he's used to being the center of
attention.

And I think he's handling this situation
quite well.

I know.

It's just, look how big Belvedere's name
is.

Amen.

So what did you guys think of the play?

It was very good.

What about me? I was pretty funny, huh?

Yeah, you were a laugh a minute.

I mean, I just figured I was making
mistakes anyway. Why not make them

entertaining?

I mean, you gotta admit, I was hilarious
when I burped during a love scene.

Where's Mr. Belvedere?

I don't know. I left before he had a
chance to thank me.

I don't think Belvedere's gonna be in
any mood to thank you, pal.

Yeah, well, I... I just hope he doesn't
start yelling and calling me names like

he does. He'll bust my eardrums. Hello,
everyone.

Uh -oh.

Mr. Belvedere, we all enjoyed the play.

Yeah, and I usually gag on junk like
that.

George.

Was there something you wanted to say to
me?

I don't think so, Wesley. Shall we?

At any rate, now that I've taken a week
off my job...

And a year of my life.

I'm pleased to say the maiden and final
voyage of the HMS Pinafore went

relatively smoothly.

Save for one vengeful crewman whom I
wouldn't mind seeing laugh to the mouth.

Speak of the devil.

Come in, Wesley.

How did you know it was me?

Just a lucky guess.

I couldn't sleep.

I wonder why.

You're just mad because I stole the
show.

You didn't steal it. You vandalized it.

Oh, yeah? I didn't think you'd notice.

Well, what's that supposed to mean?

I don't know.

Winchester best friend Tommy.

Oh.

He's the only one you care about.

Helping him, hugging him, calling him a
stupid little twerp.

I thought I was the only twerp in your
life.

Well, someone like Tommy comes along.

Someone who needs a little extra
guidance and compassion.

So? So, just because I give someone else
a little help doesn't make you any less

special to me.

But the whole time I was in the chorus,
you didn't yell at me or call me a name,

even once.

Oh, Wesley, believe me, I wanted to
strangle you on several occasions.

But I just couldn't find the time.

You mean it?

Of course I do.

Now get back to bed, you snotty little
twerp.

Morning,

Heather. I'm not going. Huh?

Mom, I love you. But if I have to relate
to you one more time, I'll go nuts.

Just about to tell you that we can't do
anything today because I have to go to

the law library.

Oh, sorry.

I guess I did overdo it a little.

Oh, that's okay, Mom.

I like hanging out with you, you know?
You just can't force it. It has to be

more natural, spontaneous.

save for one particular crewman whom I
wouldn't mind seeing lashed to the

Actually, I would never do a thing like
that to Wesley, although it was a lovely

thought.

Anyway, one can hardly blame the lad for
being a bit jealous.

There's just not enough of me to go
around.

Thank you.