All language subtitles for growing_pains_s07e11_bad_day_cafe

Whoa, you guys must find the Civil War
stuff pretty interesting to stay five

minutes late.

I believe I just did an involuntary
fandango.

Yeah, uh, Mr. Tedesco, how can I help
you?

Actually, I... I wanted to speak with
your father.

Ah!

Sorry, I was just showing the class that
history is full of surprises.

Original.

At any rate, I can't seem to locate your
father anywhere.

Oh, well, he's with my mom. They're in
Washington.

My mom's giving a speech on consumer
rights.

Oh.

Something has come up regarding Luke
Brower.

Uh,

anatomy.

Look, Mr. Tedesco, when it comes to
Luke, I'm pretty much second in command,

maybe I can help.

Don't tell me.

The physics of trajectory.

No, they just don't like you.

What about Luke?

The Bureau of Child Welfare has located
Luke's natural father, George Brower.

He's come to New York.

Really?

And he wants his son back.

Show me that smile again.

Don't waste another minute on your
crying.

It's Shakespeare.

You'll love it. I'd rather see this one.

It's Raining Guts.

I'm not going to take you to see some
gory, disgusting slasher movie.

Come on, Ben.

Okay.

Ben, listen to me.

Luke's father is in town, and he wants
him back.

Why didn't you tell him? Ben, I can't
just tell him.

I mean, the father leaves when he's two
years old and doesn't show his face for

13 years.

I'm not handing Luke over to this guy
until I know he's absolutely perfect.

You better call Dad.

Don't you think I already tried, Dad?

There's no one at the hotel named
Seaver.

Well, then you just have to wait till
they get back.

I can't wait till they get back.

Luke's father could show up and take
Luke away any second.

And I have no idea how to find out
anything about this guy.

I do.

Luke!

You can't just ask him. You have to be
very subtle about these kinds of things.

Mike wants to know all about your dad.

My dad?

He's all yours.

What about my dad?

Well, uh, do you remember anything about
him? How could he?

You just said the guy skipped out when
he was two.

Well, I don't know much. All I know is
he was involved in some kind of

government work.

Really? Like, what are we talking here?
CIA?

FBI?

USDA?

Yeah, yeah. The man was an undercover
meat inspector.

So your dad, he never made contact with
you in all these years?

Well, he was some kind of secret agent.
He was hiding with some witness

relocation thing.

He was trying to protect Mom and me.

I know someday he'll come back for me.
Maybe sooner than you think.

Can we talk about this later? I'm in the
middle of a Godzilla movie.

He's got Tokyo between his toes.

Ben, what am I going to do?

I mean, if he finds out that his dad's
in town, he's going to go straight to

him. He idolizes him.

Hey, if our dad was a secret agent, I'd
idolize him, too.

Get out of here, you heavy metal
doorstop.

I have to deal with this by myself.

move, Dorfberger.

You're on a space phone.

Mom and Dad are gone, and for once, I
can play as loud as I want.

You want loud?

Here's loud.

Killed my amp.

Hi,

may I speak with George Brower, please?

I really wish you could come with me
today, Maggie. I hate being the only man

the wives' tour.

Well, I'm sorry, sweetie. I've got
meetings all morning and I give my

this afternoon.

I don't know if I can stand another day
of shopping and fashion shows.

And by the way, those earrings are way
too large for day wear.

Well, I guess you just have to bite the
bullet and put in another day with the

ladies. Speaking of which, what's on the
agenda?

Well, highlights are the White House
tour lunch at the Smithsonian and ooh, a

complete makeover at Lady Be Lovely.

Who could ask for anything more?

Don't mock me, Maggie. If this weren't
free, it would be downright humiliating.

Well, now you know how the other half
lives. What about all the times I've

with you to psychiatric conventions?

You never told me you didn't like the
paranoia seminar.

I was afraid to.

You've reached the voicemail for room
547.

Maggie Malone is in a conference, and
Jason Seaver is at a waterproof eyeliner

seminar.

Please, please, please don't let that be
George.

Be right with you, George.

Excuse me, George.

Oh, big guy. We got to sauce that puppy
down before it stains.

We need a couple of more napkins and
make sure my compadre here gets a fresh

slice of that Boston cream pie.

I hate Boston.

Okay, partner, we got you covered for
dry cleaning. Our new shirt, if the

moves you.

Gotta fly, big buddy. Catch you later on
a midnight... Oh, shut up.

Tenfold. Thank you very much, but I
still have to talk to that guy. Not

you want a belly button on both sides.

I'm the George you want. You're Mike,
right?

Yeah, you're George Brower?

Known and respected wherever hard
-working men on the road stop to catch

breath and drink. I said shut up!

Lock that coffee. Sit down.

Coffee made a fresh pot yesterday.

Sweetie Pie, you have got the most
breathtaking, gorgeous pair of hands I

ever seen.

You didn't bring my boy, did you?

You wanted to check me out first.

Breathtaking pair of hands.

Does that kind of line really work?

Oh, from Tucson to Tupelo.

Here, check out my brood.

Wow. These are all Luke's brothers and
sisters?

Half brothers and sisters. Don't get me
wrong, I tried like heck to marry each

and every one of their mamas, so help me
God.

What stopped you?

There's something out there on that
stretch of black between city and town

that's bigger than life itself.

The feel of the wind on your cheeks as
your heart's pumping to the sun

ecstasy of freedom.

Sometimes you just have to scream out
the window because it hurts so good.

You know what I'm saying?

Sure, I kind of like when you eat ice
cream too fast.

It doesn't really sound like you need a
kid to tie you down.

Oh, maybe these other little puppies
might be a problem, but Luke's my

firstborn. It's time for him to get out
and scratch his name across the sky.

Look, I don't think you understand. See,
Luke's in school now, and Luke's got

friends. I'm going to teach Luke things
he can't learn inside four walls. He's

going to make friends all over this
country.

I don't know.

Look, Luke's my son.

Either you bring him to me, or I get an
attorney.

Either way, I get him.

So have him back here by 7 .30 tonight,
and we get to stay buddies.

Where were you? You said you'd be back
before lunch.

Hey, what's that all about?

Oh, I just want to give you a hug, you
little knucklehead.

Mike, if you're trying to thank me for
doing your math homework, I'd rather

money.

Hey, come on. Can't a guy walk in and
give another guy a hug without everybody

getting the heebie -jeebies?

No.

please dress like this.

Uh, no.

Petticoats make me look hippie.

Carol did this.

She made me look like a geek.

Uh, hey, consider yourself lucky. You
should have seen what she used to do to

Ben. Oh, I'm, like, bummed.

Yeah, me too.

Ready, Precious?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, Carol, look, I
really need your help.

I have been waiting to hear those words,
Carol, I need your help.

And now that I've heard them... I'm
trying to get a hold of Mom and Dad.

And I called the hotel, and there's
nobody registered under Siever.

Well, did you try under Malone, you
Neanderthal?

Malone?

Carol, Carol, I'm going to show you what
a stupid idea that is, okay?

Hello, uh, yes.

You don't have anybody there registered
under Maggie Malone, do you?

Oh, thanks.

Mike, a lesser woman might feel the need
to say, I told you so.

But I'm secure enough for myself merely
to say... Hi,

Mom. Ah, man, it's just a voicemail.

Luke says you're acting weird.

Hug me, and you're wearing baloney.

Did you see him making a phone call, you
little geek?

Okay, Mom, Dad, listen, call me back the
second you get in. Luke's father's in

town, but I just figured out how to deal
with him.

George Brower?

Meet your son, Luke.

a disappointment on your face. He's just
not all that you hoped for.

We're stuck with him. I understand.

Goodbye. No, no. He's become a fine,
strapping young man.

At least to meet you.

Yeah.

You know, it's funny, but you don't seem
to resemble Alicia.

Who? Your mother.

Oh, her.

I always just thought her name was Mom.

Son, why don't you sit down?

And take off your coat and hat and
earmuffs and muffler and gloves.

No, it's nippy in here. I could catch
cold.

Luke, all you need is a change.

You and me are going to drive 24 hours
straight under cotton candy skies in

South Dakota.

Cotton candy gives me gas.

Well, then we'll race up the windy road
to the glaciers of Montana where the air

is so fresh and crisp you can take a
bite out of it.

Cold air gives me nosebleeds.

Well, then, in Arizona, we'll kick up
some dust on the Hopi Reservation where

you can dance with the prettiest maidens
of the tribe.

Dancing makes me dis... maidens, you
say?

Luke. Like, uh, how old are these
maidens? Luke, what? Luke!

Oh, me, Luke.

You, Mike.

You, Daddy.

Uh, George, would you give us a minute?

Uh, sure.

What's the matter with you? Will you
quit, idiot? Will you stop acting like a

bunny? Why don't you shut up? You shut
up. No, you shut up.

Stop it, stop it, stop it.

We've got to get rid of this guy. Fine.
Fine. Okay. Okay.

So, Luke, you ready to come with me and
spin an 18 -wheeler around a cloverleaf?

I have motion sickness.

In fact, I can't start the day without a
major hurl.

You toss your taters every morning?

Doesn't everybody?

All right, let's cut through this
sickness of the week song and dance. I

what you're up to.

You do?

Luke, if you don't want to come with me,
just say the word.

Oh, that.

Yeah, right, that's what I'm up to.
Right, and I'm right up there with him.

Well, maybe this was a bad idea.

Maybe it's easier if I just stay out of
your life. It is much easier.

Well, I guess this is goodbye then.

You're a decent egg, Mike Seaver. I
would ask you to take care of Luke for

but seems like you got that one down.
Yeah.

Goodbye, Luke.

Oh, where are you going, man?

I want to get the address for that
Indian maiden thing.

What was I thinking, taking you to see
It's Raining Guts?

I didn't see it. You dragged me out
early.

It was almost over.

It isn't over until the fat lady blows
up.

I can't believe I pulled it off. What do
you mean? Every two seconds, I had to

yank your foot out of your mouth.

Hey, guys, what's going on?

You guys need a dog.

Can't a couple of your best buddies give
you a little hug, you little button

nose?

A big, goofy dog.

Mom, Dad, what are you guys doing back?

We grabbed the first flight we could so
we could stop you before you went ahead

with this idiotic plan.

For your information, it was not
idiotic. It worked like a charm.

and Mike will take it from here.

Mike, do you mean to tell me you
actually pulled that hair braid scheme?

had to. I mean, George Brower is a truck
-driving flake, and he was starting to

go to court to take Luke. Mike, Luke is
15 years old. If he tells a judge he

doesn't want to go, he's going to be
listened to.

Oh.

That's not the only reason that I did
that. I mean...

Luke thinks that his dad left him
because he was some kind of secret

Abandoned kids make up all kinds of
stories to keep from feeling they

wanted.

You mean you think Luke made this up?

A long time ago.

And somewhere along the line, he started
to believe it.

But, Dad, if he meets his father, he's
going to find out the truth. And that

hurt, Mike.

But facing the truth about his father is
an important part of his growing up.

Okay. All right. I'm sorry. I screwed
up.

But, kid, I don't want to lose Luke.

Well, none of us does, Mike, but staying
has to be his decision.

You owe it to Luke to tell him that he
can meet his dad right now.

Today.

Okay, fine, I'll tell him.

But I brought Luke into this house, and
if he's leaving, then I want him to be

the one to see him off.

Huh. So, what's going on?

I know we're not going to the Knicks
game.

Oh, yeah?

How'd you figure that one out?

Well, for one thing, the game's sold
out.

For another, it's in Utah.

Okay, Luke.

Listen, I'm taking you to Manhattan.

Now, you don't have to go if you don't
want to, but... but your father's there.

My dad?

My dad's here?

Yeah.

You see, the Bureau of Child Welfare
tracked him down, and they got a hold of

me.

I saw him this morning.

You saw him? Why didn't you tell me? I
know, and I'm sorry. I should have. I

mean, he's your family and I'm not. But
I feel like you're family. So what kind

of guy is he?

Well, he's friendly.

Colorful.

He's well -traveled.

Does he know we're coming? Is he going
to be surprised to see me?

Oh, yeah.

Let's sit down.

All right.

You look just like Alicia.

Yeah, I know.

I look like you, too.

Tap your thumb when you're nervous.

It runs in the family.

Hey, you got the Brower eyebrows.

Can you do this?

Even better. That's great.

Look, I know this is supposed to be top
secret and everything, but could you

tell me why you had to leave Mom and me?

No secret. I was just a big kid and
scared to death.

How could I take care of either one of
you? I could hardly take care of myself.

It's okay. I know you were a secret
agent or something.

Where'd you get an idea like that?

Well, I don't know. I just sort of, you
know, figured it out. Well, you figured

wrong. I was just a snot -nosed kid with
a played -out 8 -track of the Allman

Brothers sketching sunlight on my
dashboard.

There was no reason?

You left because you felt like it?

Oh, come on, son. What's past is past.

All this time, I thought you were saving
the country.

You were just running away.

Hey.

I came back to make it up to you. Come
with me.

You're old enough to ride right here in
my hip pocket without slowing me down.

You and me, town to town, bar to bar, in
and out of scrapes like a couple of

compadres.

Compadres? Hey, kiddo, it gets downright
lonesome on the road. We can kick some

butt, take some names, paint the country
red.

There was a time when I really would
have jumped at that.

Let me just fill you in on something.

I was on the street for three years,
eating out of a dumpster and scared to

death I'd get beat up or worse.

Every night I hoped and I prayed that
you were looking for me, that you were

going to find me.

Here I am.

You're too late.

Mike was the one who found me.

Mike put a roof over my head. Mike put
his arm around me and told me that I was

smart and told me that I was okay to
care.

He gave me a family.

I'm your family.

That's why I tracked you down.

No, you didn't.

The Bureau of Child Welfare had to track
you down.

If they hadn't, you'd still be God knows
where not giving a damn about me.

I care about you the only way I know
how.

I got a spare seat and an extra sandwich
in the glove compartment.

I want you right there beside me.

What do you say?

Hey, Luke.

What's going on?

Hey, can't a guy give another guy a hug
without everyone getting the heebie

-jeebies?