All language subtitles for mr_belvedere_s03e08_reunion

Hey, Des.

Hey, Kevin. What you looking at?

Just going through my old high school
yearbook. My 30 -year reunion's coming

Oh, yeah? Let me see.

Allegheny High, class of 56.

A better life through strip mining.

Hey, is this your football team?

Yeah, that's us, the Allegheny Rangers.

They took this picture right after the
game where we clobbered Altoona 31 -7.

That's me in the middle there, number
17.

How come your uniform's so clean?

Maybe I washed it at halftime.

Hi, guys. Hi.

Hey, Marsha. Guess where we're going.

Pretty exciting.

I don't know.

Lumberama?

No, we're going to Johnstown.

Why? It's my class reunion.

I figured we'd drive up early, get a
room for the weekend, and, you know, pal

around with the gang. It'll be great.

Yeah, sounds nice. Hey, Mom, will you
and Dad in the same class together?

Of course not, honey. Don't be silly.

was your father and I went to school in
different towns.

Oh. I guess I just figured Dad got left
back a lot.

Anyway, I booked a room for the weekend.

This weekend?

Yeah, why?

Oh, I can't, honey. I'm going to that
law symposium in Atlantic City.

Oh, right.

Well, you can still go by yourself.

I know, it's just...

I've got such a beautiful wife, I was
looking forward to showing her off a

little. Oh, and I don't blame you,
honey.

But the symposium is very important.

But I don't want to go to this stupid
thing alone.

Dinner in five minutes.

Hey, Dad.

Why don't you take Mr. Belvedere to your
reunion and show him off?

What,

nobody else was going to bring their own
butler?

Yeah, don't we just like lifestyles of
the rich and famous?

I don't know. Yeah, come on, Dad. I bet
you two will have a blast together.

Not unless we bring explosives.

I'd love to. But with you and Mrs. Owens
leaving town, I'm afraid somebody has

to stay and supervise the unholy trio.

What are you talking about? I'm 18 years
old. I'm 15.

Yeah, and I'm 10, and I'll keep an eye
on both of them.

Hey, wait a minute here.

Come on, Mom. You're always telling us
how we've got to accept more

responsibility. But how are we supposed
to if you never give us a chance? Yeah,

come on.

Hey, I guess they're going to have to
wing it sooner or later.

You guys sure you're going to be all
right?

Mom, we'll be fine.

So, what do you think, big guy?

Looking forward to seeing where yours
truly went to school?

Not really.

Although I wouldn't mind having a word
with your principal.

Never matters for who cares.

When you dropkick the jacket, as you
came through the door, no one's glad.

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 you can
get.

According to our new arrival. Survival.
Life is more than mere survival.

We just might live the good life yet.

Hey, Belvedere.

You want to give me a hand with some of
this stuff?

Oh, I'm sorry, George.

May I help you?

You got a reservation for Owens? Yes,
sir.

Let's see.

Owens. Owens.

Ah, here it is.

Mr.

and Mrs.

That's us?

He's kidding.

My wife's in Atlantic City.

Well, what she doesn't know won't hurt
her.

Assign the register, please.

Tell you what, I think we're going to
need separate rooms.

Certainly, Mr. Owen.

I'll just scratch out Marsha and make a
separate accommodation for Lynn.

Lynn.

Of course.

Sir? George.

Huh? Would you sign the register?

You do it, Belvedere.

I'm going up to my room.

Howdy, neighbor.

Ah, it's you.

Awfully quiet in here, George.

I'd have thought by now you'd been out
throwing water balloons or organizing a

panty raid.

Ah, that's later.

Oh, she looks familiar.

I think I saw her in the lobby.

Did you happen to notice her, George?

She's Donna Flanagan.

Head cheerleader, homecoming queen,
personality plus prettiest.

I take it she's an old flame.

Are you kidding?

She never even knew I was alive.

God, I had a thing for her.

I took home ec three years in a row just
to be close to her.

The only thing I could ever work up the
nerve to say was, I think your cupcakes

are burning.

That certainly would have swept me off
my feet.

Look, George, that happened a long time
ago. Why don't you just go downstairs

and say hello?

Why? So she can give me that who -the
-hell -are -you look.

and start talking to somebody else?

Come, come, George.

You must be used to that by now.

Wesley, are you still there?

Yes, just more.

Wes, Mom and Dad have been gone for
hours.

They're probably just hiding in the
bushes.

But the minute I try something whammy,
they come busting in here and I'll be

grounded for life.

Well, if you ask me, you're wasting
valuable screwing around time.

That's true.

Who the hell are you?

Hello, Cindy.

Hey, it's Kevin.

Listen, I've got the house to myself all
weekend.

I figured I might throw a little bash
tonight.

You want to come?

Well, yeah.

There'll probably be some cute guys
here.

Yeah, great. I'll see you then.

Bye -bye.

Hey, Kev, I need to reply.

Yeah, what's the problem?

Mom and Dad and Mr. Belvedere have been
gone almost five hours, and I haven't

done one thing wrong yet.

So?

So help me think of something bad to do.

Yeah, I'd love to, Wes, but I've got a
party to arrange.

What? Mom said absolutely no party.

See ya. Hey, where do you think you're
going?

Me and Angela are going to this new club
downtown called Splash. It's supposed

to be real intense.

Downtown?

I just hope the voices don't start.

Hey, Belvedere, you think I look okay?

You look fine.

You sure? I mean, I haven't seen these
people in 30 years. I want to make a

impression.

George, you look very nice.

Got to get your name tags.

Hi, I'm Penny Nichols.

Remember? Best organizer, Perkins.

Yeah, sure.

I'm George Owens. Remember me?

Not at all.

I'm going to go mingle. Have fun.

No, no. Now, don't you tell me.

You're Scooter Stilansky, right?

You're that boy that used to hide under
the bleachers and look up all the girls'

dresses.

I did no such thing.

Oh. Would you like to?

So Pete Rose says to me, he says,
George, I don't care if you must quote

long as you do it verbatim.

George.

George, can I see you for a minute? Ah,
sure, Belvedere. Excuse me, guys. I've

got to go have a word with my butler.

Can we go now?

No, I'm having fun.

I mean, with my column and everything.

I'm kind of a celebrity around here. I'm
thrilled for you, George.

That doesn't help me with Pecky Penny.

What's the matter, Governor?

Is she talking your ear off? It's not my
ear I'm worried about.

Lee, are you trying to hide from me?

Yes.

Isn't he terrible?

Come on.

You two kids have fun.

Oh, I'm sorry. That's all right. I
should have watched where I was going.

Yeah, well, I gotta go. George, don't
you remember me?

Donna. Donna Flanagan.

Oh, right.

Right, sure, I remember.

I guess I'm just a little surprised you
remember me.

Oh, now how could I forget the fellow
that pulled a casserole out of the oven

without a potholder?

I guess I always thought potholders were
for sissies.

Want to?

Huh?

With you?

Yes?

Yeah, sure.

What happened to everybody?

Where's your party?

It left.

Sure didn't stay very long.

Yeah, well, I guess they were expecting
sex, drugs, and rock and roll.

Maybe I should have come down and seen
her.

I'm back.

Hey, what are you doing here? It's not
even 11 o 'clock yet.

Yeah, I thought you were going to spend
the night at Club Trash, Club Slash. And

I never even got in.

Why? What happened?

Well, me and Angela were standing in
line in these really...

guys with shaved heads and bicycle
chains came up to us, started telling us

were their kind of women.

Well, Angela got real nervous and broke
out into hives, so... Well,

sounds like you had more fun than I did.

Yeah, I'm going to bed.

Yeah, me too.

Hey, what's the matter with you guys?

Mom and Dad are gonna be home tomorrow
and we still haven't done one bad thing.

Well, we tried.

Yeah, you coming?

No.

there I shouldn't be doing, and I'm not
gonna rest till I find it.

Yeah, great, Wes.

Just don't burn down the house.

Okay.

And congratulations to Peg O'Donnell,
class of 56 alum, with the most number

children.

I guess you're going to want to find a
better partner.

George, you're a wonderful dancer. Come
on. Yeah, well, I guess I am when I'm

dancing with you.

Of course, my wife always says I got two
left feet.

Is that why she didn't come?

Huh? Oh, no. She had to go to Atlantic
City.

That's over 300 miles away.

Yeah, about a six -hour drive.

Three if she knew what I was thinking.

Well, you two seem to be hitting it off.

Oh, it's you.

Donna Flanagan, this is my friend Lynn
Belvedere.

Belvedere, this is my friend Donna
Flanagan.

It's a pleasure.

Although actually I'm not George's
friend, I'm his housekeeper.

Although this weekend I'm just his
keeper.

George and I were thinking of going into
the lounge for a drink.

Huh?

Oh, right.

You don't want to come, do you?

Thank you for your gracious offer, but I
think I'll stay here and enjoy this

delicious punch.

Great.

It's Wesley's favorite.

Oh, Wesley?

That's George's youngest boy.

Yes, George. Were you expecting someone
else?

Huh? Uh, no. My TV's on a fritz. They're
sending someone up to fix it. I see.

And you usually keep champagne on ice
for hotel maintenance?

Yeah.

All right, all right. So Donna said she
might stop by for a nightcap.

It's a big deal.

Nothing wrong in that.

What's that supposed to mean? Excuse me?

Hey, I know what you're thinking.

George, the high school nerd.

finally gets a chance to crown the prom
queen, and he jumps in with both feet

and the hell with the folks back home,
right?

Look, George, you're a grown man.

You're entitled to do what you want.

Yeah. And now if you'll excuse me, I
think I'll turn in.

I'll see you in the morning.

You changed.

I think we both have, George.

No, I mean you changed your dress.

Oh, yeah.

You like it?

School colors, remember?

Yeah, black and blue.

How could I forget?

George, could I come in?

Oh, yeah, sure.

So... Oh, this is a lovely room.

Thanks. I really haven't done much with
it.

Anyway, you want to sit down or
something? Oh, thanks.

Oh,

there it is.

You have a beautiful family, George.

Yeah, I know.

Sorry I sat on them.

Oh, that's okay. They're usually pretty
forgiving.

I was just thinking about you.

Uh, so how's Atlantic City?

Oh, it's been very busy. Yeah, just one
seminar after another.

And how's the reunion? Did anybody
remember you?

Oh, yeah.

One or two people.

Oh, Belvedere's fine.

Yeah, he went to bed right after the
bunny hop.

Actually, I've been thinking of turning
in myself.

I love you, too.

Hit me.

Sorry about the interruption.

This is Marsha, huh?

Yeah.

Funny, I always thought I'd be in a
picture like this.

Husband, a couple of kids, white picket
fence, the whole deal.

So what happened?

What usually happens when the head
cheerleader marries the captain of the

football team, she winds up being a
cocktail waitress and he... Oh, I don't

know where the hell he is.

But you could have found somebody else.

Not that easy, George.

All the best men are taken.

I've been waiting 30 years to do that.

Was it worth the wait?

It was everything I dreamed about.

But I take it that was a good night,
huh?

Yeah, I guess so.

Funny how things change in 30 years.

I'm not the prom queen anymore, and
you're sure not the guy who used to

me around in the halls.

The big goof with the crew cut.

Yeah, let it grovel.

Good night, George.

Bye.

See you in ten years?

It's okay, Belvedere. Nothing happened.

I'm glad, George.

I wish I could paint a theme for myself.

Well,

nice try, Wes.

Where did that come from?

From me.

I missed you. Oh.

So, did you have a good time?

Oh, yeah, it was okay.

How about you?

Uh, it could have been better.

But I'm glad it wasn't.

What do you mean?

Oh, nothing. It's just, uh...

This girl I used to really like showed
up, and I danced with her.

Oh, well, that's nice.

Yeah, well, we had a couple of drinks
and talked about old times, and next

you knew, she was up in my room.

Then what?

Then nothing.

I mean, I had my chance, and I almost
took it, but I didn't.

Because I love you.

George.

Besides, you called.

I'm kidding, I'm kidding.

Come on.

Hi, everybody.

Hey, Mom. Well, how'd you guys do?

Oh, we behaved.

Yeah, Mr. Belder says we're turning into
responsible adults.

Probably just a phase.

Did you gamble?

A little.

Well, you see, a few of us law students
sat together, you know, for a couple of

drinks and to talk about old times.

And before you knew it, well, there I
was out in the casino.

Then what?

I stayed up all night playing blackjack
and lost $300.

What?

Hey, you mean the only one who did
anything bad this weekend was Mom?

Well, not the only one.

Note on my first high school reunion.

George has returned with his fidelity
intact.

and seemed to be at peace with his
memory of Donna.

I wish I could say the same about my
memory of Penny.

She insisted I give her a number where
she could reach me.

So I gave her the first one that popped
into my head.

I hope Prince Charles doesn't mind.