All language subtitles for reba_s06e12_the_house_warming

Oh, dang machine.

Hey, guys. I know you're over there at
your new house and your brand new

kitchen, but I know how much Van loves
my pancakes.

Anyway, so if you guys are hungry, come
over and eat with me because I made a

whole batch and there's not anybody here
to eat them.

Wait, Elizabeth, if you hear this,
honey, I miss you so much. Grandma loves

and she does. Come see me pretty please.

Mom, they were here for dinner last
night.

I know.

Such a nice dinner.

Hey, empty nester.

Gee, she still has two other kids that
live here.

Yeah, whatever you need to tell
yourself, kid.

So, Barbara Jean, to what do I owe this
intrusion?

Reba, I need some help.

Her words were never spoken.

Wait a minute. Is this about the
divorce? Barbara Jean, I do not want to

involved with your divorce.

I just want to come to the after party.
That's it.

Well, I was involved in your divorce.
You kind of owe me.

And listen, all I need is a little
information, okay? I need you to give me

name of Brock's best friend.

Best friend?

Why? Well, I need somebody he confides
in.

You know, I need to know what he's truly
feeling deep inside that unnaturally

tanned skull of his.

Sorry, can't help you on that. Brock
doesn't have a best friend.

Yeah, he does.

Who?

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no, no, Barbara Jean. Face
it, Reba, face it. Forget it, Barbara

Jean. He's my ex. He's not my best
friend.

Well, obviously, he's not your best
friend.

I am.

But you are his best friend, which puts
you smack dab in the middle of us, which

makes you the perfect person to talk to
him. Ash, I already talked to him about

one divorce. I have the frame
certificate to prove it.

You talk to him. I can't.

Things are in a really weird place with
us right now.

When we went on that date to discuss the
details of the divorce...

things got a little bit heated.

And then, they just got... hot.

Yuck.

And we know we shouldn't have done it.
And we certainly shouldn't have done it

three times since.

I can't wait for old age when I go deaf.

Anywho, I think all of the...

confused Brock.

Barbara Jean, are you sure it's Brock
that's confused and not you?

Me?

No, I'm fine. Thank you very much. I am
strong.

And I have no problems expressing my
emotions.

You're forgetting.

I have a blog.

It's bigblondeblog .com. You should
check it out.

So, you'll talk to him? No. Maybe. No.
Think about it. I will hurt you.

that if you'd come to me when you and
Brock were breaking up and you asked me

talk to him, I would have done it. You
were sleeping with him.

Well, that's the perfect time.

I had his ear.

when you were standing proudly on the
front lawn in your boxers.

It was a bathing suit, Cheyenne. The
people next door have a pool, and I want

them to know I have a bathing suit.

Isn't this a wonderful country,
Cheyenne, where a man can work hard and

life right, and he can go from sharing a
room in his mother -in -law's house to

owning a little piece of land,
technically owned by the bank, but who

Come stand with me, woman.

Man, I am so proud of us.

And I love our house.

Man, Cheyenne!

Wow, your mother lives miles away, but
her voice carries.

Knock, knock, it's me.

Hey, look, Cheyenne, it's your mom.

Oh, third day in a row with the drop
-by.

Awesome!

Well, I have a lot more time on my hands
nowadays without you guys there at the

house. There's just less to do.

Apparently you two were the messy ones.
Yeah.

Looks like things haven't changed. I'll
go get my broom.

Van, I know that she stops by a lot, but
she's just here to help us.

I know, I know. Do you want me to tell
her to not come by so often?

No, because I will, Van. No, no, it's
okay. I'm fine with it. Well, I'm not.

She's driving me crazy.

Thank God. Okay, how do we get rid of
her? I know.

We'll talk to her in a mocking tone.
People hate that. Okay, Van.

That is not gonna work. Okay, man, knock
it off.

Knock it off, Ben. Knock it off.

Sorry I took so long.

Let's just say that your parsley, sage,
rosemary, and thyme are in order.

Hey, um, so, Mom, I kind of, I wanted to
talk to you about something.

What's the matter?

Oh, it's just when you said that...

It reminded me how many talks we've had
over at my house, and now here we are

having talks in your new house.

My little girl's not a baby anymore.
She's all grown up.

I did good.

Hey, sorry I'm late. I was over at Van
and Cheyenne's. I was just going to pop

in for a second, but they would not let
me leave.

They are so clingy.

Yeah, I read that on Barbara Jean's
blog.

Where are you going? I have to go pick
up Dad.

He's at Sam's Sports Bar. I'm his
designated driver.

You mean to tell me that he's making you
drive all the way back and forth to

pick him up?

Why didn't you just take a cab? Did you
know that a cab costs 75 cents a mile?

Dad does.

Besides, I think he just uses it as an
excuse to trap me in the car and talk

about Barbara Jean.

Honey, that is not a father -daughter
conversation.

That's something that he should talk
about with his best friend.

You're right.

Have a nice chat.

I am not his... Crap.

So, it's finally starting to sink in.

I'm getting divorced again.

You know, you get divorced the first
time, you think, hey, These things

Then, when it happens again, you just...
You have to ask yourself, what is wrong

with these women?

Oh, I wouldn't sit there, lady.

Two -time loser.

I know. I was number one.

Hello, Brock.

Hey, Reba. What are you doing down here?

Well, I'm your designated driver's
designated driver.

And two...

I don't feel good about here driving you
home with you singing, all my exes live

in Texas at the top of your lungs.

You know what, Reba?

I really don't need a lecture from you
right now. I got a lot going on.

Can I get you something to drink, lady?
No, I'm fine, thank you.

Oh, man, it's all so weird. I mean,
Barbara Jean and I have been all over

map, you know.

First we're crying, and then we're
fighting, and...

Then we can't keep our hands off of each
other.

Whiskey.

It's all so confusing.

Well, of course it is. One minute you're
okay with it and she's not, and the

next minute she's okay with it and
you're not. You guys got to get on the

page with this divorce or it's never
going to work.

I'm sorry, what can I do, Reba? I can't
change what happened.

In fact, I'm not sure that I'd want to.
I mean, Barbara Jean and I were like

wild animals.

Repeatedly. Hit me again.

It was like a National Geographic
special.

Leave the bottle.

Hey, you know what? Barber Jean's on
right now.

So, um, how does the rest of the weekend
weather look like? We're looking at

clear blue skies, possibly through the
weekend. That's what I wanted to hear.

Taking the wife up to the cabin to keep
those romantic fires burning. Oh, that's

lovely. It's always nice to hear of a
couple that's making it work.

Well, we are. Of course. We know Tim.

But you never know when there could be a
storm coming. You've got to be careful.

Well, that's okay, Sue.

We can always cuddle by the fire or lay
down and listen to the rain outside.

Yeah, but, you know, sometimes the
storm's on the inside, you know, and

just kind of, you know, and they're
screaming at you, you know, look out,

know.

Your life's falling apart.

Right. I'll be sure to bring a sweater.

Maybe you should just ask your wife if
she wants to go to your cabin. You know,

I mean, maybe there's something else
she'd rather do, but you don't even ask

because you don't think that her life is
as important as yours.

Did my wife talk to you? Shut up, Tim.
I'm not talking about your stupid wife.

I'm talking about my stupid husband.

He wants a divorce, and I don't know if
I do.

It's so hot in here.

She looks like I need a drink.

Watching my wife unravel in front of all
those people has made me realize

something.

I still have a chance.

Brock, do you mean to tell me that
you're happy Barbara Jean just had a

on TV?

No, I'm not happy she's suffering, Reba.

I'm happy she's suffering because of me.

You really are a piece of porpoise poop.

No, don't you see? She knows that I
watch her weather reports. She was

me a message.

Why didn't she just call you? Well, she
had a show to do. She's a professional.

I still have hope, Reba. There is time
to save this marriage.

Here you go.

Hey, Brock.

I hope it works out. I really do.

Thanks, Reba.

Hey, do you think I have time to stop
and grab a quick tan? No, what am I

saying? There's no time.

Can I get you anything else? No, thanks.
I'm fine.

Hey, Kira, can you come get your mama?

Dan, it's

freezing in here.

Is the thermostat even on?

No, don't touch that. Don't touch that.

The inspector said he needs to fix the
heater before we use it.

Well, Dan, how am I supposed to keep
warm?

Well, we can make our own heat like the
pioneers and astronauts did.

I like the way you speak.

Yeah.

Knock, knock!

Oh, oh!

You will not believe what just happened.
I was at this bar with your dad, and we

were watching Barbara Jean give her
weather report, and she had a meltdown

the air.

Don't worry, she's okay, but...

I just know that she's going to want to
come over to the house and tell me all

about it. You know how she gets. She
just talks and talks and talks on and on

and on.

Gee, what's that like? Oh, it's
horrible. I can tell you that.

Anyway, I just wanted to know if I could
come over here and hide out.

Look who I'm talking to.

Of course I could come over here and
hide out.

Well, actually, Mom, you know, Vanna and
I, we were just in the middle of

unpacking. Oh, that's perfect. I can
help. And I've got the perfect unpacking

story. It was when your father and I
bought our first house. Look, Mrs. H.,

have been so generous to me, and I owe
you so, so much, which is why I'm going

to have Cheyenne say this hurtful thing
to you. Cheyenne?

What are you talking about?

Well, look, Mom, it's just that you've
kind of, you know, been over at the

a lot.

A lot, a lot.

Like, more than me.

Fan, do you agree with that?

Well, I think there is a nicer way of
saying it, but yes, I do.

Look, look, look, Mrs. H. I just think
that, you know, you didn't realize how

annoying it was getting. I mean, just
like Barbara Jean doesn't realize how

annoying it is when she does it to you.

You know, it's funny if you think about
it. You're our Barbara Jean.

What did you just call me?

What? Mom, it's not your fault. I mean,
maybe you've just hung out with her so

much that she just, like, rubbed off on
you.

Well, you could not be more wrong.

And I'm going to prove it to you.

I'm going to do something that Barbara
Jean would never do.

I'm going to leave and never come back.

I've done for those two dopey kids, they
have the nerve, the downright nerve to

say I am their Barbara Jean.

Well, was I their Barbara Jean when I
let them live here? Six years rent free?

Was I?

Was I, Jake?

No. No, you weren't. And the worst part
is when they said that my stories go on

and on so long.

I mean, do I go on and on about up,
Jake? I mean, do I? I don't think so.

Hey, you know what I just remembered?

I've got to go decide what I want to be
when I grow up.

Just remember this, Jake. One of these
days, you're going to miss me when I'm

gone.

Who are you yelling at? It doesn't
matter who I'm yelling at. I just feel

yelling. And since you're in the room,
guess what?

Yeah, I don't have time for that right
now. Listen.

About this Barbara Jean thing. Oh, so
you've heard about it too, huh?

Well, get this through your thick skull.
I am not their Barbara Jean.

What are you talking about?

Apparently something totally different
than what you're talking about.

Yeah, well, anyway, I went down to the
station, but Barbara Jean had already

left. In tears. And apparently the
phones were ringing off the hook. I

may lose her job over this.

Are you smiling?

No. Yes, you are!

What's the matter with you? I can't help
thinking that she may need me again. I

mean, this might be the very thing that
brings us back together. Do you think

that's possible?

How would I know? I am nothing like her.

Yeah, I know.

You do?

Yeah, of course. You're nothing like
Barbara Jean. In fact, you are exactly

opposite of Barbara Jean.

Oh, my gosh. I can't believe I was
yelling at you.

When you're my only true freedom.

Reba! Oh.

Hey, Brock.

Barbara Jean, I don't know what to say.

I just want you to know that I am here
for you. Forget about those people.

That's their loss.

Whose loss?

What are you talking about?

Barbara Jean, we saw the broadcast.

Yeah, and then I went down to the
station. I guess there was quite a

from the viewers.

I know.

Did you hear that half of them think I
should be thrown off the air?

I'm sorry.

Any other half loved me?

Come again?

Controversial. And controversial is big
right now. My clip has already been

posted on YouTube under Bimbo Bloopers.

So does that mean you're not going to be
fired from the station?

Are you kidding?

I'm hot.

I got a call from a real talent agent.

I'm his first two -legged client.

Well, that's great then, right? Oh, it
is better than great. Oh, thank you,

Brock. Oh, you're welcome, honey. You
know, if you hadn't made my life so

painful and confusing and just
tumultuous, this never would have

This divorce is the best thing that has
ever happened to me.

Oh, well, glad I could help.

Babs here.

Yeah, yeah, how many hits have I gotten?

Well, I don't care if they're all from
inmates.

I'm sorry, Brock.

No, no, that's okay.

I guess I finally ended up supporting
her career.

But before the weather, how was that
weekend with your wife up at the cabin?

Oh, I don't want to talk about it. Oh,
come on now. We have a little extra time

you can share.

Nope. How was the weather?

Cold. Very, very cold.

Great. And now the weather.

First of all, I would just like to say
hello to all my new viewers.

And for those of you who missed Friday's
report but heard about it, I just want

to say that I'm real sorry that you
missed it.

I'm doing much better.

You know?

I mean, you know, as good as a person
can be doing, you know, when our

life is crumbling.

Tighter shot, please, Dennis, over here.

And I would just like to say that to
anyone out there who is dealing with

personal pain, that, you know, even
though the storm clouds...

They may gather.

You know, there's always a silver
lining.