All language subtitles for george_lopez_s02e01_whos_your_daddy

And they lived happily ever after.

One more story, Dad, please.

Okay.

Once upon a time, there were three
bears.

Now there's lots of them. Good night,
man.

Hey, Grandpa's on the phone. Say happy
birthday.

Hi, Grandpa. Happy birthday.

Oh, and thanks for sending me those
really small tweezers.

Grandpa's sisters came with the whole
Swiss Army knife.

Hey,

Daddy, George wants to say hi.

Happy birthday, Vic.

I was going to say thanks for the Swiss
Army knife, but apparently you didn't

send it to me. Bye.

I got to go, Daddy. The kids are getting
ready for bed. Bye, Grandpa.

All right, Max. Lights out.

I wish Grandpa didn't live so far away.

You really love him, don't you?

Yeah.

You know, if my dad were alive, he could
beat up Grandpa Vic.

Dad was the best dad, huh?

Damn straight.

And I was the most important thing in
his life.

George, tell your mom I'll be home
around five, and don't give her a hard

Dad, do you have to go to work today?

George, you know this is my first day in
the big league, and I can't miss it.

You know what? The Dodgers can live
without me one more day. Let's go grab

Otter Pops. We'll catch some early
surfing, and we'll head over to

Hey, what do you say this time you
drive?

Dad, you're a good baseball player.

How come you never played in the big
leagues?

Nobody wanted to be an athlete back
then.

Kids in my day dreamed about working in
an airplane parts factory.

And I'm living that dream.

The thing that amazed me about your
grandpa was that he could handle any

emergency.

Dad, Dad, Gilbert, stop breathing!

Give me a minute, son.

Swallowed a marble, sport.

Start keeping your marbles in this brand
new personalized marble bag.

Wow!

You gave me that bag, but it doesn't say
George. It says Crown Royal.

That's because that was his little key.

But it wasn't just baseball and saving
lives.

My dad loved the house to be filled with
music.

You know next year when your hands are a
little bigger?

I'll teach you to play.

What's that song, Dad?

It's just a little something I wrote.

My boy George.

song called My Boy Max.

I did.

You hear it all the time. They just
change the words.

If you're happy and you know it, My Boy
Max.

All right. I never learned to play.

My dad died in a car accident that
summer.

I wish I had met him.

Me too, Max.

He was the greatest guy in the world.

Why do you do that?

Do what?

Every time you tell these stories about
your dad, they're a little different.

Eventually, he's going to catch on.

Angie, what am I supposed to tell him?
That my father abandoned me when I was a

baby? Well, it's the truth.

You know, and all these fantastic
stories are going to be hard to explain

he grows up and finds out that your
father was, you know, an unemployed

who was killed by alcohol.

He wasn't killed by alcohol.

He was hit by a beer truck.

I'm telling Max about the kind of father
I wish I had.

Somebody he could be proud of.

George, he's got somebody to be proud
of. He's got you.

And that's enough.

You really think so?

Yes. You're a good role model. You're
hard working. Wait a second.

I'm not playing this game.

But it's a good game.

And the winner gets to get busy with me.

I don't know if I feel like getting busy
tonight. You know, I just don't feel

cute and I don't look that sexy.

What did you do? Are you kidding? You
always look hot.

Wait a second. Now you're doing it.

I

know,

huh?

Remember, you remember.

What time you at?

Right now, right now?

Joe!

I told you the money in the fountain
doesn't belong to you. It's for wishes.

But my wish was to get all the money in
the fountain.

Excuse me.

Um, what's wrong with your dog?

He's sick.

Shouldn't he be at the vet?

Oh, no. I know how that works. I give
you money, but instead of getting the

medical care, you go out and buy boots.
Mom, please don't do that. You're

harassing a homeless guard.

Does that big box your house?

Lucky.

Where is the water and shelter for this
animal?

It's in my vacation box at the beach.

I'll give you $20 for him. Are you
serious?

Take him. Mom, I can't believe you're
doing this. Why do you have to get

involved with every lost cause?

Dog is not a lost cause. Look at him.

I just want to hug him.

Ew.

Thank you.

Mom, what do you think his name is?

I don't know, sweetheart. We can call
him anything we want.

Goodbye, stinky box man.

I love stories like this.

Ooh. Five gallons of mayonnaise for $5.
You know, this jar is so big, when I'm

done, they can bury me in it.

Mom, you haven't been five gallons since
you were 20.

Hey, George.

Hey, Ernie. What are you doing here?

Oh, my mom wanted to see the new buyer's
warehouse.

Yeah, mine too. Are we pathetic or what?

Hey, George is only here to reach the
high stuff.

You're here because you still live with
your mom, you freak.

Hey, I'm not just here shopping.

I'm scoping out the ladies.

I'm going to buy you underwear. Hold my
purse.

Nice purse, new underwear.

I think I'm falling for you.

Shut up!

Learn from somebody before.

Your mother?

Georgie Lopez!

Oh, it's been so long!

Oh, how drunk was I?

You look just like your dad.

I'd know that big head anywhere.

You knew my dad?

Of course I knew your dad. He's my
brother.

I'm your Aunt Cecilia.

I haven't seen you since you were a
baby.

My mom never told me I had an aunt.

I'm not surprised.

But I did send you gifts on your
birthday.

Oh, my God!

You're the poison cookie lady!

I got so many questions about my dad. He
died when I was so young.

Died? Manny isn't dead.

What are you talking about?

I mean, I lost touch with him a couple
of years ago, but last I heard, he was

living somewhere in Northern California.

So you're saying my mom's been lying to
me my whole life?

George! George!

Fantastic news.

Really, this is my aunt.

She just told me my dad's alive.

Okay, I got relatively good news.

What's the doctor say, Mom?

What does he have?

It'd be easier to tell you what he
doesn't have.

His dog is diabetic.

He has kidney stones, arthritis,
cataracts, and something called erupting

acne.

How do I say this?

Cartman, the little guy may be sick, but
we brought him home, and now it's our

job to nurse him back to health. He
deserves all the love and affection that

can give.

Don't touch him!

I can't touch our dog?

Of course you can, honey.

But he's got Maine.

You just have to use the petting stick.

We'll burn it when he's back.

Angie, I've got to talk to you. Kids, go
outside.

What's that smell?

It's a new dog.

Oh, he doesn't smell new.

Look, George, I know you don't want a
dog, but he was living on the street and

it was... No, no, can we talk about this
later? Get his leash and take him for a

walk. He can't walk.

Okay, then take him outside and squeeze
him till he pees.

strainer in case he passes the kidney
stone.

So what's going on?

Angie, my father's alive.

What? He's alive. My mom lied to me. Are
you kidding me?

No, I met my dad's sister and she told
me that he's living in Northern

California. Well, what did your mom say?

She didn't say anything. She ran out as
soon as she saw my aunt.

How crazy is this?

I never thought I'd be able to talk to
him or see him with my own eyes.

Now it could happen.

Excuse me, are you Manny Lopez?

Yes.

I'm... George, my little boy.

Mom told me you were dead.

She told me you were dead.

I guess I won't be needing this anymore.

My prayers have been answered.

I think I want to see him.

Honey, I'm not sure that's a good idea.
You really don't know anything about

this guy.

What if he turns out to be somebody you
don't want in your life?

Did you call the cops on me again?

Look, we're just having a little family
squabble, okay?

I'm not the police.

Who the hell are you?

I'm George, your son.

Holy crap.

What does somebody have to do to get
away from me?

Wow, Angie, this is messed up.

I don't think you should look for him.

That's easy for you to say. You had a
father your whole life. I just don't

you to get hurt.

Well, whoever he is, my mother should
have told me about him. I mean, who

what else he's lied to me about.

Maybe Santa Claus does like Mexican
kids.

Do you think my mom did this carpool
this morning?

No, I can't see anything but the future
Mrs.

Ernesto Cardenas.

What's that?

I don't know.

But I'll tell you this.

I'd kill you for her.

Hi, you must be George. I'm your new
assistant manager.

Bill Powers hired me.

Well, you must be somebody pretty
special to get the owner of the

attention, miss.

Powers. Cameron Powers.

You changed your name to the owner's
last name. You really are a team player.

I'm the owner's niece, but I don't want
anyone to be threatened by that.

I'm qualified.

I went to school.

This is my B .A. from UCLA and my M .B
.A. from Pepperdine.

I got a plaque, too.

Mind things.

out of here, but make yourself at home.
I'm sure you got a lot to do your first

day, filling out paperwork, sending up
emails. Did it.

Came in at six.

Oh.

I still want to leave.

Hey, Mom.

I'm working. What do you want?

I don't know.

A cup of coffee? A muffin?

A reason why you told me my dad was dead
for 36 years?

Here's a muffin. One out of three ain't
bad.

Oh, no.

I tried to call you all last night, and
you ducked me this morning. You're not

walking away. We're going to talk about
this now. Really?

What are you going to do about it? Hit
me?

Come on.

You're a crazy person.

You'd rather fight me than tell me the
truth. Hey, come on. Let's take this

outside. I don't want to embarrass you
in front of your little friends.

All I want is a straight answer.

Why didn't you tell me my father was
alive?

It was none of your business.

None of my business.

You know what? Why you got a pair of
men's shoes in your trunk is none of my

business. How you got a Tupac Leaves
bumper sticker on your car is none of my

business.

Not letting me know I have a father, I
think that's my business. I had a right

to know.

Okay.

How would you get a four -year -old to
stop asking, where's my daddy, where's

daddy? After the thousandth time he asks
you, say to him, your father's dead.

I'm not four anymore.

I deserve an answer.

Fine.

Where's my dad?

He's dead. Aren't you glad we did this?

You know what? I'm going to find him.

Sure. You go and look for him. You know
what you're going to find? A man who

doesn't give a damn about you.

You don't know that.

He never loved you. He never even held
you.

George, I know this isn't a good time,
but I can't get that rubber fish to stop

singing.

I'm sorry, Campbell. I can't deal with
that right now. I got things to sort

It's still funny.

the dog's on the table.

He's allergic to the grass.

Nice dog your mom brought home. When's
the crippled pony get here?

Okay, I'm going to show everybody how to
give the dog his insulin shot.

You know, we learn through doing. You
give him the shot.

Here, you're a boy. You're gross. You do
it.

I'm not doing it.

You know, When I was a kid, I had a sick
dog that needed a lot of special care

and attention.

And then one day, somebody left the back
gate open and the dog ran away. It got

all better.

George, I called and you left work two
hours ago. Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Just been driving around for a while
thinking.

And eating.

I'm thinking.

I'm not going to look for my dad.

Are you sure?

I talked to my mom, and for one, she
made sense.

The guy left, and he had all these years
to find me. If he doesn't care about

me, why should I care about him?

Mom, I just can't give the dog a shot.

I can't be around you pansies.

George, the dog needs his insulin. If he
doesn't get it, he'll go into a coma.

What's he in now?

I'm pretty good at this.

You kids want a shot?

Hello,

Benita.

It's Delia.

It's been a long time.

Let me in, Benny.

Make me.

Come on in, Cecilia.

It's been over 30 years. You haven't got
one nice thing to say to each other?

It was worth a try.

Cecilia, you want to stay for dinner?

I'm not going to stay.

I was just going through some old things
and I found these pictures of your

father.

Thought you might want them.

Who's he holding?

That's you.

That's me.

You know why he's holding you? Because
he just traded in your crib for some

weed.

I'm going to find him.

What you got there?

My aunt Cecilia brought some pictures
by.

It's my dad holding me.

You have his smile.

I do, don't you?

You didn't sleep either, huh?

Yeah, you and me, both got a lot going
on inside.

I got these mixed feelings about my dad,
and you got ringworm and a bladder

infection.

I'll tell you the truth, I'm kind of
nervous.

I mean, what's going to happen if I find
him?

Is he going to be happy to see me?

Is he going to be proud of me?

You know, you're all right.

You're a good listener.

It's like you understand exactly what
I'm saying.

Like you're following my every word.

Okay, I'll tell you what. You can have
some salami, but you're going to have to

come and get it.

You can do it, dude.

I believe in you.

Come on.

Come on.

Don't make me get the shovel.

Don't make me get the shovel.

Come on.

He just needed a little motivation.

I learned that shovel thing from my mom.

You know, if fish could sing, that's
exactly what they sound like.

Listen, man, I got to get home to Angie
and the kids. Yeah, me too. I got to

take my mom to her doctor's appointment.

One more time.