All language subtitles for newhart_s05e12_saturday_in_new_york_with_george

Well, somebody did a good move.

It's easy when you get mail like this.

Embossed. I'm impressed.

It's no bulk, right?

You're holding an invitation for two to
a gala party in New York being thrown by

my publisher for a few of his best
-selling authors, one of whom is moi.

Wow.

A party in your honor.

I know the way you feel.

I remember the magic night I was named
Beaver of the Year.

This is a little different, George. I
know. You have to share the spotlight.

I had it all to myself.

Ben is flying his first class and we're
staying at the Manchester Park Hotel.

Tick, the Manchester Park.

Joanna, you're making a big deal out of
a big deal.

And this party may be finally the chance
to corner Ben and pitch my idea for my

novel. Well, I can't wait.

A weekend in my favorite city with a
cute, cocky novelist.

When do we leave?

Next weekend.

Dick, we can't go next weekend.

That's when Alice and Barney are coming
here from New York.

Honey, a gold invitation overrules a
know -it -all salesman and his chatty

Why don't we just call them at home and
tell them to stay there? It's too late.

They're on a tour of New England. All I
know is that they're going to be here

next weekend.

Honey, couldn't we leave them a note, an
apology?

A couple of bucks or something?

Okay, I won't go to New York either.

Oh, Dick, you're one of the guests of
honor. You have to go.

Joanne, I don't want any arguments.

I'll go.

All I have to figure out is what to do
with that extra plane ticket.

Coffee?

Stephanie, you are not going to New
York. You have used up your vacation

for the next decade.

It's just that the thought of you flying
all alone makes me feel lonely and sad.

No. Then I hope you have turbulence.

You know, I've never been to New York in
the winter, or the spring, or summer,

or fall.

Oh, George, you'd love it.

Central Park, the skyscrapers, the
nightlife.

Yes, that does sound exciting.

But I'd never go there unless I was with
somebody who knew their way around.

George, I'd love to have you come with
me, but all I'm going to do is go to a

dull book party with a lot of boring
publishing people.

Believe me, you'll have more fun just
staying here.

If you say so, Dick.

Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll go
outside and whoop it up hauling wood.

Dick, why don't you want to take George
to New York with you?

Honey, I'd love to take him to New York,
but I'm going to a very fancy,

sophisticated party.

George just wouldn't fit in. I'm
protecting him.

I understand.

You're a snob.

I am not a snob.

I know George.

And believe me, he'll be much happier
staying home.

What do you say, George? You mean New
York?

Wow!

911 emergency?

Well, you could at least call and let
them tell you that.

Stephanie, I'm sorry you've had to work
so hard, but I just want the inn to look

nice for Alice and Barney's arrival
today.

Joanna, what have we gained? The inn
looks lovely, but your maid looks like

just took a trip through fashion hell.

Well, Joanna, do I look like my ticket?

First class?

You look big city to me, George. I know.

I've just been reading up on New York. I
don't know what to do first.

Ice skate in Rockefeller Center, go to
the top of the Empire State Building, or

dig the scene down in Greenwich Village.

Oh, I know the greatest Chinese
restaurant in the village.

New York, New York, so wonderful town.
The Bronx is up in the battery.

And my watch needs replacing.

Good cover, honey, but...

I'm okay, believe me. Well, I'll call
him and get to the hotel.

Let's go, George.

My first plane ride.

Gee, I just hope there's the same number
of people on each side so the plane

will fly level.

No, George, you see... I hope so, too,
George.

The flight was fine, Joanna, except...
George wouldn't let me go to the

because he was afraid I'd unbalance the
plane.

He's out taking in the neighborhood.

Yeah, and I'm making a few notes for my
novel pitch.

No, I'm not worried about George at the
party. I came up with a great idea.

He's not going.

Yeah, I bought him a ticket to Cats.

I am not a snob.

Joanna, I went to a lot of trouble for
George.

Cats is sold out.

I had to buy the ticket from some sleazy
guy on the street.

Joanna, come on, you can't tell me you
miss sleazy people.

Look, George is going to have a great
time at the play.

Joanna, stop using that word.

Yes, the buildings are still tall.

But they're not gleamy, they're grimy.

Oh, George just walked in. I'll put him
on. It's Joanna.

Hi,

Joanna.

Boys, it's a great place.

You should see the buildings gleaming.

Gee, Dick, she's crying.

I'll see you tomorrow, honey.

Yep, blow your nose.

Bye.

Ray Hick, this is a great city.

All the cars, the people.

It sure is a toddlin' town.

George, I... I think that's Chicago.

Gee, it sure seemed toddlin'. Hey, where
do you see all the great souvenirs I

bought?

Oh, an Empire State Building
thermometer.

I'll bet this baby's accurate.

And I bought about a zillion postcards
to send.

George, you're in the most exciting city
in the world. You aren't going to have

time to sit down filling out postcards.

Gee, I don't know, Dick. My friends
might get kind of mad if I send them out

blank.

Oh, and here's the best of all.

Ta -da!

Utley elected Gotham mayor.

I can take it to the party.

Leave it lying around and just watch the
laughter build.

George, about the party. I got some
great news.

You don't have to go.

I got you a ticket to the sold -out
Broadway hit, Cats.

Cats?

Fifty dollars.

Dick, I can't let you spend fifty
dollars on me.

No, it's all right, George. It didn't
cost me anything. It's a complimentary

ticket from my publishing house.

Gee, thanks.

Boy, did I pick a great city to be mayor
of or what?

But you'll be at that dull party all
alone. I feel kind of guilty.

George, this is New York. You know, one
of us should be having a fun evening.

What a pal.

George, what are you doing?

That cost me... Uh, nothing.

I can't let you go to that awful party
alone.

You brought me to New York. Don't worry,
Dick. I'm not going to leave your side

all night.

Great.

Poor Joanna.

We've been waiting all day for Alice and
Barney and they're still not here.

Poor, poor stood -up Joanna.

Stephanie, Alice and Barney are good
friends. They said they'd be here

today, and they will be.

Of course they will.

Joanna, you can sit here pitifully
hopeful all night long, or

you could go out with Michael and me
tonight.

Stephanie, that's very nice of you.

I think I could explain it to Michael in
such a way that he wouldn't throw much

of a tantrum.

Thanks, but I think I'd better stick
around here pitifully hopeful.

Are you sure you won't change your mind?

I'm sure.

Thank you.

You know, these little hot dogs are even
better than the

ones at Beanie Farrell's barn warming.

You know, George, I wouldn't blame you
if you left right now and tried to

tape together that cat's ticket.

I know I'm having a miserable time.

Mr. Loudon, your books are the best.
Keep up the good work.

That's all I can do to keep from running
right out of here.

May I have your attention, please?

I'd like to welcome you to the 30th
anniversary celebration of Kirkwood

And we hope... There are many more
chapters to come.

Did you get it, Dick? He's in the book
business and he said chapter.

And now I'd like to introduce some of
the brightest lights in our literary

family. First, our diet author, Dr.

Harriet Weston.

Our how -to maven, Dick Loudon.

Lalo. Lalo will grace us this evening
with a reading from his latest

Running on the beach, I noticed
something odd.

The tide comes in, the tide goes out, it
never stays.

Just like my friends.

God, I'm lonely, thank you.

I'd be embarrassed to come if I was his
handyman.

So nice of you to come.

Oh, Ben, good to see you again. This is
a great party.

Yeah, it's really neat.

People aren't shoving each other to get
at the eats.

Is this a friend of yours, Dick?

Yes, yes.

Ben Williams, this is George Utley.

Nice to meet you, George.

Hello.

Could I have our three authors over
here, please? I'd like to take some

publicity stills.

Mr. Loudon?

Well, go ahead, Dick. I'll take care of
your friend.

So, Ben, where are you putting your
pits?

Mr. Lalo, smile, please.

This is as happy as I get.

I thought I'd never be able to pull
myself out of that sooty chimney.

But then when the Hawkins kid built that
fire, it gave me the extra oomph to get

myself free.

Anything like that ever happen to you,
Ben?

Excuse me, George.

Dick, you didn't say that Sir George is
your handyman.

Yes, yes, yes, he is. George was just
telling me about life in Vermont.

Great. Guess what, Dick?

Ben's family has a summer home near
where my grandmother lived.

I remember she loved to paint. She'd
have us pick blueberries, and she'd

them to make her watercolors.

Nothing caught the summer sky like my
grandmother's blueberry paint.

Homegrown art.

Did you keep any of the paintings,
George?

No.

We ate every one.

So, Dick, George is quite a fellow.

Yes, an interesting combination.

Handyman, wit.

Oh, you noticed.

Thank you so much for bringing him. Ben,
can I talk to you for a minute? Yes,

please.

There's something I think you're going
to be...

Pretty excited about. I have an idea for
a book.

A novel.

You're pitching a novel? Yeah, I thought
now would be the perfect time, you

know, to run it by you. Dick, I'm very
surprised. I mean, a lot of yokels think

this is where it all happens, but a
literary party is the worst place to try

pitch an idea for a novel.

Excuse me, I'm missing some of George's
stories.

So they asked me, where does this road
go? And I said, the road hasn't moved

since I've been here.

Oh, well, it's about time.

Coming.

Hi, you're not Allison Barney.

No, ma 'am.

and this is my other brother, Daryl.

You guys never knock.

It's a funny thing.

Come ten o 'clock, no matter how
politely we enter, we get a better

when we knock.

What can I quickly do for you, fellas?

Well, we heard about you being upset
about your fair -weather friends not

showing up, so we thought we'd come by
and coax them pearly whites out into the

open.

To start, let's play a friendly game of
feel and tell.

on that one, Larry.

It's just as well.

One touch of them scales and you would
have guessed.

I know.

Staring game.

We won that one.

Fellas, I appreciate what you're doing,
but I'm just not in the mood to compete

tonight.

That's okay. As a backup, we've prepared
a little playlet for you.

So just park it over here on the couch
and enjoy our version of On the Town

featuring Daryl as Gene Kelly and Daryl
as Frank Sinatra

and yours truly as Jules Munchen.

So let's follow the adventures of those
three happy -go -lucky sailors with 24

-hour shore leave to see New York and
get girls.

Beep, beep, taxi.

Well, here we are in the heart of New
York City.

Look at all them gleaming buildings.

I knew you'd like this picture of the

Chrysler building.

anyone were here.

Oh, hi, Dick.

Thought maybe you'd be asleep.

Who can sleep with all that damn gleam?

I'm sorry you got a headache and
couldn't come with us.

Ben really showed me the town.

Yeah, it was really hard to turn down
his offer to tag along.

No, he meant it, Dick. There was plenty
of room in the limousine.

If you don't mind, George, I think I'll
go to sleep.

Okay, Dick.

I'll tell you all about Madison Square
Garden in the morning.

What about Madison Square Garden?

We caught the last couple of minutes of
the Knicks game.

Boy, it was so exciting.

I even made a basket.

You shot a basket from the floor of
Madison Square Garden?

Yeah. It didn't count, though. The game
was over, and we were just messing

around.

After that, we went to an art gallery in
Soho.

And guess who was there?

George, there are eight million people
in New York City. Why don't you just

me? Woody Allen.

Woody Allen?

You know, the little guy in bananas.

I know who he is.

I made him laugh, Dick.

I don't believe this.

You were having the time of your life
and I was watching bridge and tunnel

traffic on the 10 o 'clock news.

That's why I came back home.

We were all at Sardi's. I knew you were
stuck back here all by yourself.

I mean...

I wouldn't have even gotten to see New
York if it hadn't been for my best

friend, Dick.

George, I'm not such a great friend. I
have

a confession to make.

Did you break my Empire State Building
thermometer?

No, no, George.

I didn't want you to come with me to New
York this one time.

I, uh, I was afraid that you wouldn't,
you wouldn't fit in at the party.

And then, you know, you'd be
uncomfortable and, and they, you know,

uncomfortable and, and maybe, you know,
maybe I might, you know, I might even be

a little, little uncomfortable.

I understand, Dick. You're kind of a
snob.

Well, I don't think I'd use that word.

Although everyone else seems to grab
onto it.

But they all loved you.

And even if they hadn't, I mean, I was
wrong to worry. I mean, I was a...

I was a snob.

Boy, Dick, I can't believe it.

I know, George. You must really hate me.

No, how could I hate you for feeling
exactly the way I did?

Remember the first Beavers meeting I
took you to? I was on pins and needles

night. I thought you'd embarrass me and
say the wrong thing.

And all your worries were for nothing.

Well, the important thing, Dick, is you
finally fit in.

Anyway, thanks for inviting me to New
York, even if you were worried.

It's been the greatest night of my life.

I'm glad it was, George.

You know, I'm feeling a lot better now.

After all, we are in the greatest city
in the world.

What do you say we get dressed, George,
and we find one of those all -night

delis, just the two of us?

Gee, after Sardi's, that'd be sort of a
letdown.

Good night, Dick.

Good night, George.

What did I say to the beavers?

I just got off the phone with Alice and
Barney.

They were having so much fun up in
Maine, they ran out of time and went

back to New York. I'm sorry, honey. You
stayed home this whole weekend and still

never got to see Alice and Barney.

It's okay.

I told them we'd see them in New York
next weekend.

We can't see them next weekend.

I know.

Dick! You're back!

I'm glad you're home.

So?

So, so what?

So, did you bring me a gift?

And you thought I'd forget.

Thank you.

Ain't tourists staying on it.

Let's see it on.

Okay.