All language subtitles for newhart_s02e13_curious_george_at_the_firehouse

Oh, no.

What's the matter? This is the third
time this month someone has written us a

bad check.

From now on, I think we should have a
rule that we're not going to accept

personal checks.

Okay. We'll take credit cards, we'll
take traveler's checks, but we're not

to take personal checks anymore.

Will you back me up on this? I just said
okay.

Well, I know you say that, honey, but as
soon as someone comes downstairs and

asks if they can write us a personal
check, you'll say sure.

No, I won't.

Just wait and see. The next person that
walks down those stairs and wants to

write a personal check, I'll say dream
on, buddy.

Morning. Coffee fresh?

Yeah.

Great.

What are you doing?

For me, it's for my customers.

Listen, Cindy's going to be performing
tomorrow at a charity rummage sale, and

she asked me to ask you guys if you
wanted to donate anything.

Oh, we'd love to. I've been wanting to
clean out Dick's closet anyway.

What about Stephanie? I'm sure she's got
a lot of things she could give.

Stephanie!

Could you come out here for a second?

I guess so.

What did you want?

Kirk just told us that Cindy's going to
be performing at a charity rummage sale

tomorrow, and she wanted to know if you
could donate anything.

Gee, I'd love to, but I'm kind of broke
right now.

You don't have to give money. The idea
of a rummage sale is to give things like

clothes.

Clothes?

Well, what's the matter?

Well, I don't really think I have any
clothes I want to give away.

Stephanie, I'm sure you could find
something.

Well, look.

What kind of things do they want?

Usually they want practical things.

That'll take some digging.

Thanks, guys.

You know, I'm always telling Cindy how
classy you are. This makes it look like

I'm telling the truth.

Is that George?

See, the Georgia, there's a cattle drive
going by.

Guess what?

They found a cure for being a hayseed?

The greatest thing that's ever happened
to me just happened. I'm going to be a

volunteer fireman.

What's all this about, George?

George, I didn't even know you wanted to
be a fireman. Oh, I've always wanted to

be a volunteer fireman. I've had my name
on the waiting list for years, and

today it came up.

I'm finally going to do something that
the people in this town aren't going to

laugh at.

George, what are you talking about?
Nobody laughs at you.

Oh, yeah?

Remember all that razzing I got last
year when I said I saw a UFO?

And then they put me in charge of the
Thanksgiving Day parade and it rained.

Let's face it, nobody in this town
thinks I can do anything right.

Well, in their defense, I think you've
given them good reason.

Well, not anymore. I finally found
something I can really be good at. But

being a fireman dangerous?

Not in this town. We haven't had a fire
since 1979.

But that was a big one. Where was it?

At the fire station.

What? A stack of papers for the paper
drive caught fire, but they stopped the

paper drive and they haven't had any
trouble since.

Well, I'd better go get my work done, so
I'll have the whole day tomorrow to be

at the firehouse.

It's my orientation.

Yahoo!

I can't believe how excited he is. Yeah.

You know, it's just the kind of thing he
needs to boost his confidence, and I

think just the kind of thing he'll be
good at. Well, needless to say, all of

with wood frame houses will be rooting
for him.

Morning. We'd like to check out.

Oh, my.

The place is beautiful. We just can't
wait to come back again.

Thank you. We're glad you enjoyed it.

How much do I owe you?

Two days, that's $70.

Will you take a check?

Sure.

seen you in your outfit before. It's
adorable.

Oh, thanks. It's just a little something
I threw together.

I love it. Oh, is this the stuff for the
rummage sale? Yeah.

Stephanie, Cindy's here.

Coming. How long does it take you to
look like that?

About an hour.

That's how long it takes me to look like
this.

Hi, Cindy.

Hi, Stephanie.

Here's your stuff. Oh, great.

You've never seen Cindy in her clown
outfit before. What do you think?

This isn't what you're giving, is it?
Yeah, why?

Out of all the clothes in your closet,
the only thing you could find to give to

the poor was a strapless evening gown?

Well, I wanted to give more. I just
couldn't find anything.

Besides, this happens to be a very fine
dress, just because I could never find a

pair of shoes to go with it.

Stephanie, the people we're giving these
things to really don't go to that many

balls.

They could shorten it and wear it for
cocktails.

Stephanie, if you don't want to give
anything, it's fine. I don't want

to feel pressured.

No, that's not it.

Listen, do you think it might pick up
these poor people if I just loaned them

something?

Stephanie, maybe I can help you find
something.

Okay.

But I'm telling you right now, I have
looked and looked and I love everything.

Uh, Joanna, I know you're here. Yeah,
she's upstairs with Stephanie.

You know, um, I'm curious, Cindy, you,
uh, you never told us how you got to be

clown.

To be like this, what else are you gonna
be?

Actually, it's, um, it's just something
I always really wanted to do.

I ever, uh, ever tell you I was a clown
once?

Professionally? No, no, in a school fair
when I was at college. Did you, uh,

juggle and do magic tricks?

No, I never did anything.

What did you do?

I just stood by the ticket booth, and
when people would walk in, I'd make my

pants fall down.

That sounds funny.

Yeah, but as the day wore on, you know,
it kind of got old.

Besides, my back began to hurt, and I
wasn't pulling out my pants as fast as

they were.

All in all, I don't miss it much.

Cindy, but apparently Stephanie's
running.

There's nothing in her closet she can
bear to part with.

You mean you aren't going to donate
anything?

Well, I know everyone hates me and I'm
sorry.

Well, you know, Stephanie, if you're
really serious about giving something,

could always give your time.

What do you mean?

I mean that you could come down today
and help volunteer.

And that would get me out the hook?
Great!

Here, grab a box and you can come with
me.

Thanks, God. Don't mention it.

I've done anything like this before, so
if I do something wrong, nobody's going

to yell at me, are they? Oh, no, of
course not. Will I have to work a cash

register or make change or anything?

No, not if you don't want to.

What about standing on my feet for a
long time? I don't really like to do

Don't you like Cindy?

Yeah, I do. I think she looks adorable
in that outfit.

You know, honey, maybe someday you
should tell her about the time you were

clown.

Come on, Joanna, I do have my pride.

You look wonderful.

You think so?

Oh, yeah.

You look like such a fireman.

How did the initiation go? Great. I
learned all kinds of fire prevention and

safety procedures, and then I saw a
pretty gruesome film called Our Flaming

Then Hank, the regular fireman, took me
out for an ice cream, and I came home.

Sounds like a great day.

Yeah. You know, I don't mean to sound
cocky, but when I walked down the street

in this outfit, people looked at me a
lot... Differently than they ever did

before.

I bet.

Oh, and guess what else? Since they only
have one permanent fireman, the

volunteers have to take turns spending
the night at the fire station, and my

turn is tonight.

So soon? Well, it's supposed to be Earl
Morgan's turn, but he bought a new car

this morning, and he wants to stay home
and sit in it.

So I'm filling in.

Looks like tonight the town's in your
hands, George.

Wow.

This is going to be one of the biggest
nights of my life.

Now, make sure that driveway is kept
clear at all times.

Now, let me acquaint you with some of
the equipment that we use here at the

station.

This is the truck.

That's about it for equipment.

On to procedure.

This is where the calls come in.

Somebody calls in about a fire, you get
the name, the address, the telephone

number. Name, address, telephone number.
That's right.

And when you get the address, you find
it on the map here.

If it's in the red section, you sound
the alarm once.

If it's in the blue section, you sound
the alarm twice.

This lets the fireman know which way to
head.

Now, if you get the system confused,
don't worry about it. The sound is flat.

The guys can just follow the smoke.

Now, here's the second most important
rule.

Never... Use this telephone for personal
calls. It's only for emergencies. We

can't take the risk of tying it up. Got
it.

Good. Now... Excuse me.

Fire department?

Oh, hi, honey.

Oh, sure, yeah. I can pick it up on the
way home, yeah.

Anything else?

Oh, good.

Okay, fine. See you soon.

Bye -bye.

Where was I?

Never use this phone for personal calls.

That's right.

These are the keys to the fire truck. If
there's a fire, do I drive the truck?

No. You have to be a fireman for ten
years before you get to drive the truck.

Why is that?

That's just because.

When somebody calls in about a fire, you
sound the alarm, you open the garage

doors, and you start up the truck.

By the time she gets warmed up, I should
be able to get here.

Then you'll drive the truck?

That's right, because I've been a
fireman for ten years.

If there's nothing else, George, I'll be
running along.

I left my number right on the board
here.

If you need anything at all, just give
me a call. Right. But not on that phone.

Right.

Good luck, George.

Good to have you with us. Thanks, Hank.
You won't be sorry.

Mrs. Utley.

Don't worry. I've got everything under
control.

Hi, Dick.

Hi, Joanna.

Oh, shoot.

Where did they go?

Oh, there they are.

Oh, no!

George, I'm down at the fire station and
I need your help.

I just dropped the keys and my life down
the drain.

George? Over here, Dick.

Did the hanger work?

No, and now I can't even hang up my
coat.

This is terrible. I can't believe I did
this.

George, there has to be an extra set of
keys around somewhere.

I looked everywhere.

I can't find any. Why don't you call
Hank? I'm sure he has an extra set. Oh,

I call Hank, he'll know I lost the keys
and they'll probably fire me. George,

you're a volunteer. They can't fire you.

Then they'll probably kill me.

Wait a minute. All we need is to move
the truck. How?

Well, maybe we can push it. George, put
it in neutral. Okay.

I don't think so.

I wonder how much this weighs.

Eight and a half tons.

That's our problem.

Dick, what are we going to do?

Wait a minute, George. We don't have to
move the truck. All we have to move is a

tire.

The tire is attached to the truck, Dick.

I know that, George. Maybe we can jack
it up and take the tire off. Oh, of

course. Why didn't I think of that?

George, you're just nervous.

I guess you're right. I want so much to
be a good fireman that I can't think in

an emergency.

All right, you see if you can find a
jack. Oh, wait a minute.

I've got a big jack at home in the
garage.

Great, you go home and get it, and I'll
wait here.

Oh, you can't wait here, Dick. You're
not a fireman.

All right, you wait here, and I'll get
the jack.

Dick, Dick, Dick, would you do me a
favor?

If anybody asks why we need a jack at
the firehouse, just tell them we decided

to rotate the tires.

Right.

jack, George. Oh, good. Did you get the
lug wrench?

Yeah, it's coming.

George, I know I promised that I
wouldn't tell anybody, but I couldn't

jack in the car by myself, and besides,
you know, we need someone to help us.

Who did you tell?

George Utley, ladies and gentlemen, boob
of the century.

Kirk, hand me the lug wrench. You put
the jack under the truck. George, you

help me loosen these lug nuts.

Couldn't you have asked, Joanna?

I just want you to know, George, you
have ruined my Saturday night. I'm

Kirk. I didn't do this on purpose.

I just hate wasting my time at this
stupid firehouse when I could be hanging

around the rummage sale waiting for
Cindy.

I'll get it.

Turn harder, George.

I'm trying, Dick.

This thing is stuck.

Who put these on here anyway?

That's no use.

Maybe this is the way things are meant
to be.

You mean tight?

No, you know how they say some men are
destined to be president. Maybe I was

destined to not be a fireman.

George, try to look at the bright side.
Anybody who's had as much bad luck as

you have is bound to be due for some
good luck.

Well, maybe you're right.

There's a fire. What?

Why, there can't be a fire there. hasn't
been a fire since 1979.

You want me to call them back and tell
them that? Dick, what are we going to

George, don't panic. We have to panic.
Someone's house is burning down.

All right, sound the alarm.

Where's the entrance?

You guys start getting coats and hats.
For what?

To fight the fire. How can we fight the
fire if we haven't got a truck? We'll

take Dick.

You go find a linen closet.

Grab something.

All right.

I'm sorry to bother you, but I just
thought you might have seen them.

Well, if you do hear anything, let me
know, Shirley.

Okay, thanks.

ran into some kind of trouble at the
firehouse and Dick went to help him and

hasn't come back yet. Did you call down
there? Yes, and there's no answer. I

don't know what's going on.

I'm sorry we weren't back soon, but we
stopped and got a bite to eat.

Well, I'm not worried. I'm sure they're
all right.

How was the rummage sale?

It was probably the most moving
experience I've ever had.

A rummage sale? I've never seen such an
outpouring of love and clothing in my

life.

All I'm saying is if my pants are
ruined, George is paying for it. And

paying for the broken window in the car.

Oh, yeah?

You want to hear something?

No, I'm not.

Why are you dressed like that? Where
have you been?

We were fighting a fire.

You fought a fire? Believe me, I would
have rather been at the rummage sale.

Oh, no, but I'm proud of you.

What I meant was I would have rather
been at the rummage sale, but my fellow

came first.

What happened?

I made another dumb mistake. That's what
happened.

No, you didn't. This man performed a
giant act of courage.

as a fit of panic.

He didn't panic.

He went into a smoke -filled kitchen not
knowing what danger was waiting for

him. What danger?

It was a blazing fillet of soul.

He didn't know it was fish. The point
is, it was brave of him to even go in

there in the first place.

Then explain to me why he tossed a
burning skillet in the backyard and then

threw himself on top of it. It was a
natural reaction.

To a hand grenade, not to someone's
dinner.

Kirk's right. I may have looked brave,
but the whole thing wouldn't have

happened if I hadn't messed everything
up.

Let's face it, I'm no fireman.

I'm going down tomorrow and resign.

George, don't feel that way. You did the
best you could.

Yeah, I'm not sure that I understand
everything that happened, but it sounds

me like you were a hero.

I can't imagine anyone making it sound
otherwise.

We're talking about me, right?

Okay, it's true.

While I might have been smarter about
putting the fire out, instead of

myself on top of it, I would have used
Dick's coat.

The point is, you were thinking about
other people while I was thinking about

myself. And you.

You were brave. And if anybody asks me,
that's what I'm going to tell them. Gee,

thanks, Kirk.

Excuse me.

Oh, Hank.

Oh, Joanna, Stephanie, Cindy. This is
Hank Dawson, our permanent fireman. Hi.

Nice to meet you. Is everybody okay
here?

Yeah, we're fine.

Hank, I'm sorry about everything that
happened.

I'd turn in my badge, except I never got
one.

What are you talking about? You didn't
do anything wrong.

See? And he's a fireman.

Well, I lost the keys to the fire truck.

Oh, we lose keys to that fire truck all
the time. You do?

Oh, sure. With so many volunteers, guys
take them home with them, they leave

them at work. There's keys to that fire
truck all over this town.

Isn't that kind of risky? I mean, anyone
could come in and drive off with a fire

truck. No, no, you can't drive the truck
till you've been a fireman for ten

years.

Listen, George, I'm really sorry about
this. I had the badge in my pocket all

day long and forgot all about it.

There you go.

George, congratulations.

Oh, you're here.

I'm going to be running along,
everybody.

Nice meeting you. Good night.

Good night, Hank. Thank you.

Now, how do you feel?

Oh, I think I'm going to cry.

Oh, that's sweet.

No, that's pain.

Hank's... Stab me with that vest.

Wow.