All language subtitles for newhart_s04e21_torn_between_three_brothers

Hola, muchachos.

Donde esta, my main squeeze?

Stephanie, your blithering idiot is
here.

Thanks, Dick.

Steph and I have some major celebrating
to do.

Darn, it's not a mistake.

What's the matter?

They've replaced my favorite program.

Just when you find a show that's
intelligent, stimulating, and doesn't

to you, they yank it.

What show, George?

Barnaby Jones.

What? Oh, coincidencerama. This ties
directly into my celebration.

You're celebrating the cancellation of
Barnaby Jones?

In a way, yes.

You see, the station's decided to let me
try my hand at programming, and today

marks the debut of the new Michael
Harris schedule, or as I like to call

MTV.

Well, any schedule without Buddy Ebsen
sucks eggs.

George, don't despair. I've purchased a
replacement show of equal quality and

value.

Lifestyles of the solid platinum
dancers?

It's a piece of fluff.

They don't solve crimes or have a cute
secretary or anything.

George, each episode of Barnaby has
aired over ten times.

But no matter how often I watch, I
always find new things.

Buddy can do more with his eyebrows than
any actor I know.

Michael, I'm ready.

George, I'd love to keep up this
pointless debate, but we have some

brunching to do.

Steph, say it for me, just once.

I want my MTV.

Well,

I refuse to take this lying down.

I'm going to get Barnaby Jones back on
the air. Or as Buddy would say...

Good morning.

Good morning, Miss Newman. Did you sleep
well?

Yes, I just love your inn. Great
pillows.

Have you seen my fiancé, Edward?

No, but here's a note for you.

He's always writing me really
embarrassing, gushy notes.

He ran

out on me. We're supposed to get married
this afternoon, but he says he's not

sure of his feelings.

I'm sure he'll see the light before he
gets too far.

It says he's hopping the first bus for
Canada.

Maybe he'll see the northern lights
first.

This is awful.

I can't even afford to get home.

Oh, don't worry. If you want, we'll lend
you the money to get home.

Oh, you're very kind, but I believe in
paying my own way.

Good for you.

I used to be a waitress back in Arizona.

In fact, I saw a cute cafe right next
door the minute, man.

I... I happen to know they're not
hiring.

Okay.

Well, I'll bet you I have a job by the
end of the day.

I mean, the secret to getting hired is
to project a strong...

This is my brother Daryl, and this is my
other brother Daryl.

Please, grab a rump full of vinyl.

Oh, thank you.

But I'm not here as a customer. I'm
looking for a job as a waitress.

I'm sorry, but Daryl and I do fine by
ourselves.

We're kind of like a very oily machine.

Please, I've been all over town. You're
my last hope.

I'd like to help.

You'll have to excuse me. The lunch rush
is about to start.

Daryl, stations, please.

Hey, boys.

Ma 'am.

Can I take your order?

Just the usual.

I'm sorry.

It's hard to remember each regular's
culinary preferences.

Cup of coffee?

Oh, yeah.

Cup of joe?

Can I interest you in a generous hunk of
pie?

No, thanks. I don't want to be any
bigger target out there than I have to.

Well, as you can see, the three of us
can handle things.

even when it gets busy.

Well, the cheery smile of a good
waitress can do a lot to stimulate

Afraid we got that one covered.

I'll bet I could have gotten him to take
that piece of pie. Go on. We offer him

some every time he comes here.

Just watch.

Officer?

Are you sure you won't change your mind
about this pie?

Well, I'd love to.

But in my line of work, fitness equals
survival.

Come on. Surely one piece of pie isn't
going to hurt a stomach as flat as that.

It is often mistaken for a washboard.

What the hell?

Pie me.

Wow.

Little lady, you got a W -4 form to fill
out.

Really? You're amazing.

We thought we'd been saving that pie in
vain for the last six months.

Shouldn't Kathy be back by now? She said
she'd be home after the breakfast

shift. Honey, will you stop worrying
about her? She was fine yesterday.

I know, but how much longer can her luck
hold out?

Hi. Boy, what a morning.

What happened?

Oh, I helped them clean the griddle.

Okay, that's it. You gotta go home.
We'll lend you the money.

Oh, thanks, but I'm not that anxious to
get home anymore.

You like working with Larry and the
Daryls?

They're the sweetest men I ever met.

Not at all like Edward.

Really?

Well, I have to freshen up and get back
there.

Hola, Loudons. Dick, great news. I think
I can get the solid platinum dancers to

guest on your show.

Don't do glitz.

Exactly my point. You're the only one
who can break through all that phony

glamour and cheesecake and grill the
true measurements out of those girls.

Look, Michael, I got every beaver in
town to sign this petition to put

Jones back on the air.

Oh, I'm sorry, George, but the beavers
don't represent the younger audience

is after. But this new show is filled
with exciting things today's hip viewers

want to see. The drama of the dancers'
lives, their victories, their defeats,

their thighs.

The only thighs I want to see belong to
Buddy Ebsen.

George, maybe this will make you feel
better.

If you were under 30, what you're saying
would matter deeply to me.

Well, maybe you don't care what I want,
but the people in this town do.

And I can get them all behind me.

Bring back Buddy.

Bring back Buddy.

So, where's my sensual senorita?

She's upstairs giving herself a facial.
Oh, boy, if I hurry, I can peel.

Those wouldn't be for me, would they?

They're for Kathy, right?

She's freshening up right now.

You're going to wait, aren't you?

It's a shame about this Barnaby thing,
isn't it?

Why don't we put those in some water?

For Kathy, right?

Great.

I understand you guys are broken up
about Barnaby.

Hold on to this.

Fellas, I'm sure there's a way to work
this out.

On the other hand, maybe not.

Daryl, there you are.

What's going on here?

Are you responsible for this?

Ours for Kathy.

I see.

Daryl, get back to the cafe and wait for
me.

I'm sorry you were subjected to such
hormonally motivated behavior.

I guess the only thing to do is find out
which Daryl she prefers and lock the

happy couple in a barn for a while.

Larry, I think I know Kathy well enough
to say that...

The Daryl of her choice is neither.

Gosh. I thought between the two of them,
they would have covered all ranges of

taste.

Go figure.

I'll update Daryl.

Meantime, could you explain the
situation to Miss Kathy?

Why me?

You have the ability to talk about
affairs of the heart without using

sexual terminology.

It's, uh... That's a gift.

Well, see you later.

Kathy, it seems your presence at the
cafe has stirred up some romantic

over there.

You're kidding.

There's no reason to be frightened.

I'm not frightened. I think it's
wonderful.

You do?

I was having some feelings, too. You
were?

Which Daryl do you like?

Daryl? Oh, I think they're sweet, but I
like Larry.

Larry?

Masculine. He's dependable. He's
sensitive.

He speaks.

He does have it all.

Kathy, this is getting pretty
complicated.

It's the Daryls who like you. They just
got into a big fight because of it.

Oh.

Well, I guess the only way to put an end
to this is to go over there and tell

them it's Larry I'm interested in.
Kathy, I don't think that's a good idea.

I have to, Mr. Loudon. I've caused
enough trouble already.

Oh, dear. I know Daryl can take this,
but this will break poor Daryl's heart.

Well, I never thought I'd see the day.

When a pretty face could turn brother
against brother. Is it really worth it?

Well, I have it on good authority that
Kathy ain't a smidgen interested in you

or you.

From here on, you two leave Miss Kathy
be.

Now let's see some forgiving and
forgetting.

Hi, guys.

Miss Kathy?

Listen, I hate to be the cause of any
friction between you, so I think it's

really important that you know my
feelings.

What I'm trying to say is, uh, well,
this is hard for me, so...

That was

the only way I knew how to show you. I
hope you feel the same.

Well, so far, so good.

Oh, Larry.

Excuse me.

We're ready to order now.

Oh, you're coming.

Um, listen, uh, we'll all, uh, talk
later.

Oh, hi, guys.

Now, Daryl, I know how this looks, but I
had no idea she had eyes for yours

truly.

I realize this is hard to believe.

Coming as it does from lips that just
smushed up against paradise.

Look, the flea has picked out her dog.

Now, get to your stations.

Is everything okay?

Don't worry.

They're just a little slow to absorb
things.

Not unlike them plain -wrapped paper
towels.

Here's the order on table five.

Daryl, two fruit salads, pronto.

stuff has gone too far.

Something wrong, Michael? You've got
this whole town of hooligans out to get

Phone operators break into my phone
calls and go, buddy, buddy.

Bank tellers demand ten pieces of ID.

And finally, I was the victim of the
most hideous of all automobile crimes,

splash and run.

This is a nightmare.

Darn right, I could catch pneumonia.

That's it, George.

Between men is one thing.

But when innocent cupcakes take
shrapnel... Sorry, Michael, but people

town take care of each other. Television
is a mass medium.

It'll be a cold day in Hadestown when I
bow to the whim of one person.

Michael, I can't date you until my
clothing is safe.

Barnaby will be back on tomorrow,
George.

Suppose I put Lifestyles of the Solid
Platinum Dancers on in place of Eight is

Enough.

Life without Dick Van Patten?

I'll have to get back to you.

You know, you're welcome to stay longer
if you want.

Oh, thanks, but I don't think this
town's too good for me.

Lost two men in three days.

Hey, I'm Larry, flying solo.

Larry, what are you doing here?

Well, I figured you'd be heading out of
town.

I wondered if you'd mind my tagging
along.

But what about your brothers?

Well, we discussed it and discussed it
until we ran out of the basic food

groups.

I told them they could have the cafe.

Larry, are you sure this is what you
want to do?

Well, Miss Kathy's kiss moved me more
than I've ever been moved before.

Of course, nothing feminine has touched
these lips since that fat lady stood up

on the bus.

So, is it two for the road?

Oh, Larry, I just know we're going to be
wonderful together.

I have to tell you, that fat lady is a
distant second.

Kathy. Edward.

What are you doing here?

Kathy, I want to talk to you.

Why don't you just write me another
note?

Kathy, I know I did a terrible thing,
but I was scared.

I mean, marriage is for life.

After I left here, I realized that I'd
have no life without you.

I'm sorry, Edward.

While you were gone, I met a very sweet,
gentle, kind man.

He's coming back to Arizona with me.

I thought he was married to her.

Not me.

M.

Larry.

Wow, I really hurt you, didn't I?

We have nothing more to say to each
other, Edward. Kathy, please. I'm sorry.

So am I.

I don't think so, Miss Kathy.

What's wrong?

I know this may sound crazy, you being
such a tasty bag of groceries and all,

but I just don't think it'd be right.

Larry, don't worry about Edward. You
heard me tell him that we're through.

I heard what you told him, but your
mouth was having a major argument with

eyes.

There's a bird in these woods called a
sapsucker.

When it mates, it mates for life.

The boy sapsucker and the girl sapsucker
just have something in their eyes that

says, I'm for you and you're for me
forever.

I saw that something in your eye for
Edward, and in his for you.

Mary, people are not sapsuckers.

I don't know.

Cover them with feathers, jam a big
snout on their face, slice off some

lop off their arms, wrap wings on their
spines.

hard -pressed to tell the difference.

Oh, we're just a hair's breadth away
from being birds.

If you hurry, you can catch up with him.

Oh, Larry, you're so wise.

I'm never gonna forget you.

Larry, what you just did was wonderful.

Then why do my insides feel like they've
just been worked over by a Benihana

chef?

I have no girl.

I have no brothers.

I have no home.

Stand back, Daryl. I got a Pop -Tart in
my pocket. I'm not afraid to use it.

What's that?

Oh, my, a lovely chafing dish.

To Larry and Kathy, good luck wherever
you may roam.

Oh, they've accepted Larry's
relationship?

I guess I'm the only one who hasn't.

Daryl, this is beautiful, aside from the
spelling.

But Miss Kathy just left town with her
previous fiancé.

I realize you've probably taught me for
the rest of my days, but go ahead, do

your worst.

You're the best, brothers.

Sometimes things just go so right with
that DNA.