All language subtitles for Dr Quinn s02e21

She's old and fat. Yeah, with warts.

How come teachers are always ugly?

I thought those women kept being pretty
and smart at the same time. My mom's

smart, and she's the prettiest lady in
town. She's a doctor, not a teacher.

As acting head of our new school board,
it gives me great pleasure to introduce

to you our new school teacher, Miss
Louise Chambers.

I want to express my appreciation for
this opportunity.

Timothy, that is, Reverend Johnson, has
written me so much about your wonderful

town, and now I see that it's all true.

She seems real nice.

Boy, she an ugly. I'm going to sit in
the front row. I look forward to sharing

my love of learning with all of your
children, and I can assure you I will do

everything necessary to give them a
proper education, starting with the

that order is the first law of heaven.

An orderly, well -disciplined child has
an orderly, well -disciplined mind.

Kids around here could use a little
discipline, that's for sure.

Indeed,

there are times when children should be
seen and not heard, and times when

children, though they may go unheard,
are never unseen.

Come on out, boys.

Brian, don't you know it's not polite to
eavesdrop on your elders?

We weren't eavesdropping. We were just
seeing how ugly she was.

Brian. But he ain't.

I want you to apologize to Miss Chambers
at once.

Sorry.

Sorry to start, but you must pay for
your mistakes.

I want to see both of you at the school
and before class tomorrow morning to

clean the blackboards.

But I've got chores at home.

Well, then you'll just have to get up a
bit earlier, won't you?

Now go on, both of you.

Well, looks to me like we got ourselves
a teacher.

Welcome to our town, Miss Chambers.
We're glad to have you here.

Nice

to

meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Oh, nice to meet you.

I think the Reverend's sweet on her.

Time's up.

All right, let's see how you've done.

Alice, put a star by your name on the
board. That's good work.

Everybody clear about their homework
assignments for the weekend? I don't

to hear one more excuse when it comes
Monday morning.

All right, I have a wonderful surprise
for all of you.

has furnished us with some new paint
sets.

Since our third graders' math tests were
most improved, they get to use them

first. You can take them home, and I
want each one of you to draw a picture

your house.

We'll put them up on the wall Monday.

Tear up this room a little, all right?

Stephen. Ow!

You will wash all the slate boards after
school every day next week and try to

get to bed a little earlier at night.

One last thing. Who will volunteer?

To write the letter to that Library of
Congress that we talked about. I could

it. And my Uncle Horace can send it
through the telegraph.

Well, Lewis, that's a wonderful idea.

Perhaps one day your uncle can come and
talk to us about the telegraph system.

You two, the next time I have to remind
you to stop whispering, I will separate

you. I mean it.

Yes, Miss Chambers.

Class.

We have had nearly two weeks to get to
know each other, and I have gone over

over the rules. Now it's time for us to
buckle down to work.

So, beginning Monday, rules will be
enforced.

Enforced was on your spelling list,
right?

And so was the word consequences.

There will be consequences for any
misbehavior, tardiness, or incomplete

homework. Is that clear?

Dismissed.

Benjamin Avery, stay after class.

Bye -bye.

Bye -bye.

She's not mean.

She's just great. Same thing. It is not.
She's a good teacher. She shook out all

our rules. She's just not going to put
up with misbehavior.

You and Becky were just whispering.

She's dorky if it reminded her she was
our teacher. What about Benjamin? That's

different.

Hey, if you can, sir.

First you can talk Lauren into donating
wood to build some more seashells and

swings. And then you can shame your
congregation into providing shoes for

of the students.

And you can see to it that the winter is
mild or my children will freeze. I have

to keep using that broken old stove in
there.

I can probably get the lumber and the
shoes, but as far as the winter's

concerned, you might have to appeal to a
higher source.

Maybe at least you can put in a word for
me.

Louise, I just wanted to say... I wanted
to say that I'm real glad.

You're falling behind, Reverend.

Sorry.

Louise,

I am going to say this.

No, you're not. Yes, I am.

I was stupid to walk away back then.

I was just so... Young?

I thought I wanted a different life.

Well, it was a long time ago.

And what makes you think I would have
been interested in someone who turns out

to wear his collars backwards and stands
around with his arms full of wet rags

all day?

Understand, the room at the clinic is
lovely.

Oh, cooped up in one room, I couldn't
stand it. Well, it's time to find your

place, and I'd be glad to help.

Lauren knows every piece of land around
for miles.

Mr. Chambers?

I'd like to tell you I'd be happy to
tell those youngsters anything I can

the telegraph business.

Not that I know that much, but you just
say when, I'll be there.

Thank you, Horace.

Bye -bye.

Bye. Thank you, Reverend. Bye -bye.

Thank you, Reverend. Thank you.

She's a winner, Reverend.

Jake? Better make your move before
someone else gets ideas.

He says he got himself tangled up in the
barn door.

There were no cuts or abrasions.

The knuckles are badly bruised.

Must be very sore, Benjamin.

I ain't nothing.

Mrs. Avery, here's some orange cuts. It
should help. Thanks, Dr. Mike.

Ma?

Where's Matthew?

Oh, he said Tyree found him supper with
Ingrid.

Becky asked me to be with her family.
Can I?

What about all the food for our picnic?

Please. I'll eat it. I'm hungry.

All right, boy.

Here we go. Thank you.

Mom, when's Tully coming back?

As soon as he's finished checking his
traps.

McChamber?

How would you like to come on a picnic?

I'd love to.

I'm going with Colleen.

Brian?

I gotta hurry to catch up, Ma.

Don't blame him.

I wouldn't want to go on a picnic with
my teacher either.

Well, it's just the two of us. I hope
you're hungry.

Famine.

He couldn't understand why I wouldn't
let him bring his pet raccoon to school

with him. Swore it could do addition.

Could it?

Probably better than he could.

Bad.

Bad?

Yes, well, most of them will never visit
an art museum or hear a symphony.

I wouldn't worry yourself.

That's not what they need.

When I'm through with them, at least
they'll be able to read and write and do

their numbers.

They'll probably do a lot of kicking and
screaming at first, but I will make

them learn.

You must really love children to become
such a dedicated teacher.

No, I wouldn't say that.

Why did you become a teacher?

Because I didn't want to be a secretary.

Where I grew up, if a girl didn't want
to get married, she had two choices.

Business college or teacher's college.

So it wasn't exactly a calling.

Could the Reverend Johnson be your
calling?

Once I thought he was.

But now...

I don't know.

Maybe.

Probably.

Or not.

I love a woman who knows her own mind.

It's good to find you exactly as Timothy
said you would be.

I knew we'd be friends.

Well, there are some remarkable women in
this town.

Some of my own age from the East.

I must say, I've missed that.

I know what you mean.

Your own kind.

Sally says that everyone recognizes
members of their own tribe.

Who's Sally?

Well, that's something for a whole other
picnic.

I'm done with that?

I'm not hungry.

Come on, Grandma, we can't be late.

I've got a stomachache. Better not go to
school today. No, we're just worried

about the tour. I got it done!

Sometimes it can be frightening to do
your best and not know if it's going to

good enough.

You understand?

Well, I bet that Miss Chambers feels
exactly the same way.

Our school is new to her, and she's
trying her best, too.

She doesn't know if it's good enough,
either.

I guess if I went and my stomachache got
really bad, I could go to the clinic,

huh?

Of course.

Bye, Ma.

She's had a bellyache for two days.
Won't go to school.

See?

I think there'll be a lot of that going
around.

Becky, open your mouth, please.

Sorry? Is your neck hurt?

No.

The area around here is red and
inflamed.

I had no idea. What happened?

I was bad.

Oh, Dr. Mike, you know me better than to
be thinking what you're thinking.

Becky can be a handful, I'll grant you,
but we don't smack her.

It's my fault.

Miss Chambers said she'd separate us if
we whispered again.

And I forgot.

I'm sorry.

I told Miss Chambers that I didn't want
to move away from Colleen.

She got mad and pulled me away from her
and put me in another seat.

She pulled you by the ear?

A stab should help.

Can we talk later, Dr. Mike?

Colleen, it was not your fault.

Colleen, has Miss Chambers ever struck
anyone on the hand?

Benjamin, Miss Chambers uses her ruler
on him sometimes.

Pulled her by her ear?

Oh. The child must have done something
to deserve it. For heaven's sake,

no child can do anything to deserve
having her ear damaged. We must talk to

Louise. Ah, there you go, making
trouble.

I'm sure there's a perfectly good
explanation. We just need to... Need to

nothing. Why, the woman's been on the
job all the two weeks, and already

making a mountain out of a molehill.

I just want to have a word. Of course we
will. I'll do nothing of the sort.

Kayla. Hello, Louise.

Dorothy, the paint sets were a great
success. Do you suppose we could order a

few more?

Well, I'll see to it right away.

Louise, this is a bit awkward, but...
Well, I treated Becky Howes

today, and she said that you pulled her
ear to discipline her.

I'm sure the circumstances were a bit
different from what you might have been

led to believe. Oh?

It's to be expected, Michaela. Students
always test the new teacher at first.

But, well, I'd best be on my way.
Louise?

What about Benjamin Avery?

That one.

These children have to learn there will
be no nonsense.

Otherwise, I'll spend the entire year
refereeing petty squabbles. I don't

that's what you hired me to do.

Why, of course not.

Louise, you ready to go?

He's determined to teach me to play the
piano. Can you imagine?

Dinner's soon, Michaela.

I tried to tell you.

Perhaps I was wrong.

And she thought I was just bad at
teaching.

Actually, I suspect you were a terrible
old softy as a teacher.

But I think it was sweet of you to be
the fill -in for Dorothy until I could

here. Oh, no, I'm very well known as the
Right Reverend Fill -In.

I was not only fill -in teacher when
Mrs. Kaiser had to help get the corn

planted, but I was fill -in pianist when
Mrs. Gerard had to get the cannon done

before the corn dried out.

And I was fill -in corn canner when Mrs.
Landry's back went out.

You know this.

No, I'm afraid I don't.

What's your favorite lullaby?

Oh, I don't know any.

Everybody knows at least one.

Well, I was the oldest of seven
children, and by the time we were all

put to bed, there was no time left for
lullabies.

I'll teach you one.

Timothy.

Louise.

I'm so glad you're here.

You didn't do it on purpose.

Sometimes I forget my homework, too. I
didn't really forget it.

I didn't get it done.

I still think we should tell Ma.

Please don't. You should tell Uncle
Horace. She'll make your arms feel

You promise you won't tell?

I've lived a lot of places, and I like
living with Uncle Horace.

Myra's real nice.

I don't want to be in any trouble.

Promise?

Hey, boys.

What did you two fellas learn in school
today?

Nothing.

Brian, what's the matter?

I'm just going to Grace's for some pie.
You want to come?

I'm buying.

Dr. Mike, something's wrong with the
boy's arm.

It's all right. No, it's not.

Sit down.

Ow.

It doesn't seem to be any breaks or
fractures.

Did this start hurting at school?

Yeah.

We were just horsing around at recess,
Uncle Horst.

You fellas must have been horsing around
a little too rough if you asked me.

Lewis. I need to know how you got hurt
so I can treat you properly. It's

important.

I fell.

You fell?

The muffled don't seem to be compacted
as they would be from a fall, and the

swelling indicates that you might have
had a bad pull.

Lewis, are you sure you're telling Dr.
Mike the truth?

It was that Avery boy, wasn't it? Of
course.

That boy is picking on Lewis all the
time.

I want you to keep your arms still and
not use it for a few days.

I'll need you to wear a sling.

Not too badly?

It should heal quickly.

Much obliged, Dr. Mike.

There you go.

Hey, Steven.

Ow.

What's the matter?

Nothing. You can tell me.

Miss Chambers grabbed my arm, and she
shook me real hard.

I didn't mean to fall asleep.

I just got tired.

Sometimes I get sleepy, too.

Especially after lunch.

You do?

Sure. But if I open my eyes real wide
like this, and take a real deep

I'd wake right up.

You try it.

Don't you tell nobody you're here.

But you didn't do nothing wrong.

You gotta swear.

I swear.

I gotta go. I got chores to do.

Steven?

If I see you starting to nod off or
something, I'll poke you.

Thanks. I'll do the same for you, too.

You're supposed to put the new bedding
down two days ago. I don't want to do

bedding. Well, that's just too bad. You
know, everybody's got chores around

here. I don't want to do what you say.
Brian! You're not my boss! Stop it!

I'll do the bedding.

Brian, you feed the chickens and get the
eggs.

What's going on with him?

He's just mad at everybody lately.

Brian!

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

What's wrong, sweetheart?

Benjamin.

Benjamin didn't hurt Louis.

Miss Chambers did.

Louis forgot his homework and he didn't
want to stand in the corner.

It's all right, Brian.

Benjamin laughed at it. Louis felt real
bad.

Stephen didn't mean to fall asleep.

Stephen grabbed Louis' arm and yanked it
real hard.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't know.

Listen to me.

It doesn't matter what Louis did. He
shouldn't have been hurt.

People aren't supposed to hurt other
people.

And children are people too.

And I've got a joke to tell you.

I need to talk to you. Oh, I have to
talk to you, too. I have something very

important to tell you.

The Reverend has asked me to marry him.

Oh, Michaela.

Will you be my maid of honor?

You're the best friend I have here.

Oh, Michaela, isn't it wonderful?

Will this mean you'll be giving up
teaching?

Oh, of course not.

Michaela, what's wrong?

I don't want to ruin this moment.

Aren't you glad for me? Of course I am.

Well, then what is it?

Louise, I know what you did to Becky and
Louis' adventure.

I don't understand.

You make it seem as if I'm doing
terrible things behind locked doors.

Beating children is terrible.

Don't be ridiculous.

Corporal punishment is perfectly
acceptable in every school in the

It's not acceptable to me.

Your job is to help us mold character,
teach patience.

Michaela, it is not my job to mop up the
messes that some parents make of their

children. I don't kiss it and make it
better. I teach children.

I will not pamper them or coddle them or
wipe their noses or sing them

lullabies. As a parent, that's your job.

Caring for children is everyone's job.

I'll strike a bargain with you.

I won't tell you how to run your clinic,
and you won't tell me how to run my

classroom. The town will decide how you
run your classroom.

Are you sure that's what this is about?

I know that Timothy proposed to you
once.

Oh, that was ages ago, and it wasn't
about the reverend and me. It was about

providing homes for orphaned children.

I want you to promise me that you'll
never lay a finger on another child.

I was spanked when I was a child, and it
hasn't done me any harm. In fact, if it

hadn't been for strong discipline, I
wouldn't be what I am today.

You're right.

Unfortunately, what you are is a child.

See this?

Bruises all up and down his arm. There
must be some explanation.

Stephen gets up every morning before
dawn, does his chores, then walks to

more than two miles.

Ten years old he is.

We got no extra horse for getting him
there, but he gets there. And no

got a right to lay a finger on my boy
just because he's tired.

I find this very hard to believe, Mr.
Myers.

Like I said, there must be some sort of
explanation.

Why don't we talk to Miss Chambers
herself?

You're the one who brought her here. You
talk to her.

And you better make sure it don't happen
again.

So help me, Reverend. If you don't, I
will.

Dorothy, where's Laurence? In Jake's.

Politicians. They wouldn't know how to
do an honest day's work.

Warren, we have to call a town meeting.

What for?

We have to make a stand about using
corporal punishment in our schools.

Why bother? No one's going to come.

How can you be so sure?

Because you're the only one complaining.
That's not true. Some people are.

Most folks think that Miss Chambers is
doing a perfectly fine job.

Alice's mother was in just this morning
saying how well she was doing.

But Alice has always done well. That's
not the point.

The point is...

That we have a problem in our school.

The children are getting hurt.

Oh, they ain't getting hurt. They're
just getting disciplined.

Sometimes they just don't understand you
at all.

When Dorothy's husband beat her, you
took her in. You condemn that kind of

physical abuse?

Oh, it's not the same thing at all.
You're right.

It's not the same thing.

I was a grown woman.

I could fight back or I could leave.

A child can't do either.

I'll put a notice in tomorrow's Gazette
that there's going to be a town meeting.

Thank you.

All right, everybody ready to begin?

Go. Paris. France.

Geneva. Switzerland.

London. England.

Madrid. Calpies.

Try again, Benjamin.

My pa says the only thing you need to
know about geography is where you're at

and which way to the bar.

You know the rules, Benjamin. To the
corner. I don't have to.

Well, then would you please leave my
schoolroom right now? Well, then please

make me.

I will not waste everyone's time.

Then what are you going to do about it?

Huh? Oh, come on.

You're not supposed to hit people. Don't
you do it.

What's all these kids doing around here?

It's a town meeting, isn't it? They're
part of the town. Oh, what goes on in

there is none of their business.

I disagree, Lauren.

It's their bodies and their minds we're
here to discuss.

That makes it very much their business.

All I know is, if I give my kids a good
licking, I sure get a whole lot more

respect. Don't confuse respect with
fear.

Same thing. No, it isn't.

Children who are raised with respect try
their best.

Children who are raised in fear just try
to get even. Well, I gotta say, I don't

care how Miss Chambers is getting the
job done. She is getting it done.

Thank you.

Somebody hits the nail on the head.

I say we got a good teacher here. Excuse
me.

Nobody's saying Miss Chambers is not a
good teacher. I'm sure she is.

That's not the point.

It sure ain't.

Pinching and paddling, that's the point.

Can't think about learning if you're
busy worrying about getting hit.

That's the truth.

Becky used to love school. Now she don't
anymore.

We as parents all have the
responsibility to teach our children

wrong. And physical force is not the way
to do it.

We need patience.

Ah, it's for our own good. Swap now and
then to plain good discipline.

No, striking children is not about
discipline. It's about imposing your

over them. Yeah, it's like if you point
a gun at my head. Of course I'm going to

do exactly what you tell me.

Until you take the gun away, then I'll
run away from you.

Exactly, Horace.

Your children will pull away from you
because they've learned to be afraid of

you. I have never heard so many
crybabies in my life.

I don't even know why you got us all out
here.

You say don't smack them. Well, I'm
saying it works.

And that's the end of it.

Spare the rod and spoil the child.

My children are not afraid of me.

You people hired me for what I know
about teaching, and what I know is that

education can only happen in an
environment of fair but firm discipline.

This town condones corporal punishment
in our schools.

My children won't be there. I'm
surprised at you, Michaela.

You're willing to sacrifice your
children's education simply because you

run the school the way you want.

All right, all right. I say that's
enough.

We all know how we're going to vote
anyway, so why don't we just go ahead

it?

Before the vote, Reverend.

Well, things being as they are, it
didn't seem like I should get too

You mean because of you and Miss
Chambers?

No, it's nothing.

Well, I'm not a parent.

I think it's important for me to be fair
and not take sides.

Being fair never kept you from taking
sides before.

How old... in favor of allowing Miss
Chambers here to run her classroom the

she wants, say I.

I. All opposed?

No. That's it. The ayes have it. This
meeting is adjourned.

How do you feel about kids?

Running around, wild, nobody telling
them to mind.

I've seen you take after them with a
broomstick.

But you never saw me hit one of them,
did you?

Did you?

Can't say as I did.

My ma had one hanging on a ten -penny
nail right by the front door.

Last thing I saw when I left the house
in the morning and the first thing I saw

when I come home at night.

Just hanging there like a loaded gun
waiting for my ma to use whenever she

mad.

Only I never knew who that was going to
be.

Sharpening razors is all these things
are good for.

Whoa.

Now it hurts so much.

I thought she was going to be my friend.

Brian, aren't you going to change your
clothes before you do your chores? I can

wear my town pants.

They're going to get dirty.

No, I'll be real careful. All right. I
want you at least to put up with... Come

on, leave him alone.

Brian, don't be so silly. It's all
right.

Brian, did Miss Chambers do this to you?

Sally, look. Isn't that Benjamin Avery?

Yep.

Oh, honey.

Don't try to get up.

Where did he hit you?

I died.

We'll get you to the clinic.

Eat it now. Let me help you.

Be careful.

I'm sure he thinks I deserve it.

Of course. Nobody does.

How is she?

She's been badly beaten.

She has a black eye and at least two
broken ribs.

Oh, poor woman.

I wrote out to the Averys. It seems
Benjamin's run off.

Sometimes that's best, I suppose.

I'm really sorry.

About Brian.

Can I see her now?

Go on in.

I feel like I should apologize to you.
Louise, that's not necessary.

I'm just glad you're all right.

Timothy, is something wrong?

No.

I think just with this and with
everything that's happened...

Everything?

Never mind.

You need your rest now.

I want to know what's bothering you.

At the meeting?

You were just exaggerating your position
just to make a point.

No, I wasn't.

Why would you think that?

Louise, I need to ask you a question.

Yes.

What about... What about our children?

Would you discipline our own children
the same way you discipline your

Timothy, you have a church full of
parents and children

to take care of seven days and nights a
week.

And I intend to continue teaching.

That's enough children for both of us,
don't you think?

No children.

I hope to... I'd be enough.

I hoped you loved me that much.

God knows I do love you.

This is about the town.

The people in the meeting.

Darling, they voted for me.

Allowing me to teach and discipline the
way I see fit.

I have their approval.

I don't care how they voted.

I don't care about their approval.

And I don't care that they will allow
you to discipline the way you see fit.

Louise, the way you see fit is wrong.

No.

I'm sorry.

Timothy!

I see a lot of families here today.

That's wonderful.

I am going to forego the sermon that I
had prepared today.

I want to tell you a story.

This is a story that my grandma told me
a long time ago.

Once there was a shabby town where all
the people were unhappy, poor.

and ignorant.

Then one day a king came to visit, and
he told them that he had secretly

switched a baby in the town with his
own.

Now, after the king left, the people
were afraid.

They were worried that when the king
returned again, he'd punish them if the

royal child was unhappy.

But since they had no idea which baby it
was...

The whole town began to treat each child
as though that child were royalty.

Many years later, the king did return.

By then, these children had all grown up
and they had children of their own.

And the town was very different.

There were libraries, schools and
hospitals and churches.

All the families were hardworking and
happy.

You see, these grown -up children had no
idea that they'd never heard the story

of the king.

They had no idea that there was a prince
or princess among them. They were

productive, creative, happy and kind
simply because they had been loved and

educated and protected.

Treated as if each child were royalty.

An old woman on her deathbed.

She asked the king, she said, I know my
wonderful grown -up daughter.

She's the princess, isn't she?

And the king told her, they are all the

one.

Louise? Why are you leaving?

No, you're not.

I'm wrong.

I am sorry for you and the Reverend.

It's just as well.

I don't know any lullabies.

But you could have learned.

I suppose the truth is I don't really
think they're necessary.

What's the matter, Brian?

I can't sleep.

Come here.

I want you to promise me something.

If anyone ever hurts you, I want you to
promise you'll tell me.

I will, Ma.

you cry.