All language subtitles for dear_john_s03e11_matter_of_trust_1

Have any idea why I asked to see you?

You don't?

Well, let me just start by saying I am
not a prude.

But you two have got to stop groping
each other in class.

Now, I know what you're going through.

It's hormones.

I understand.

You're just full of them.

I mean, I used to be full of them
myself.

But as you get older, they thin out a
little bit.

So, kids, when you get this sudden
hormone surge, could you just think of

something that will turn you off?

Like my English class?

You understand?

Good. Excuse me.

Hello.

Oh, hi.

Hi, Dr. Hendricks.

Yes, I know, the, uh... Yes, the drama
club is going to England, yes.

What?

Me?

Chaperone? The drama club in England?

I would love to.

Yes, four o 'clock in your office. I'll
be there. Thanks.

So, kids.

Did you get the gist of what I was
saying?

Definitely. Good.

See you in class.

Thanks, Mr. Lacey. Okay. See you later.

Am I a born chaperone or what?

Dear John, film before a snooty old
audience.

John, a week in England. I'm green with
envy.

Yes, I'm very excited about this.

And when the students leave to come
home, I get to spend an entire weekend

by myself in this rustic little bed and
breakfast in Wales.

Oh, that sounds great, John.

Oh, I'd love to find a little out -of
-the -way place where I could spend a

weekend curled up on an old brass bed
covered with a goose -down quilt.

Hey, Red?

Let's say I knew of a little place like
that.

What would it take to get you there with
me?

Chloroform.

I'll check my medicine cabinet.

Very good, Kirk. Now, if you'll just zip
up your mind, we can get on with the

meeting.

Well, if it's all right with everyone, I
have something I'd like to discuss.

Certainly, Kate. What is it?

Well, lately, it seems that when I talk
to people, they don't seem to pay

attention to what I'm saying. Like
yesterday, I was just...

Today's I. Never mind.

I suppose you all have seen this dumb
article in the Regal Park Register about

the community center.

No, we haven't, Denise.

It mentions every group in a building
except my overeaters anonymous group.

do they leave us out?

Beats me. Usually, fat people are the
hardest ones to miss.

Chill out, Bones. You don't need me all
over you. You have enough problems with

that jacket.

Excuse me.

Could we get back to what I was talking
about?

you were talking about?

About how I have this feeling that
people don't notice me.

I'll tell you what works for me.

Fluorescent sequins and a little paste.

Mrs. Filbert.

Mrs. Filbert, I'm not about to paste
sequins on my clothes.

Did I say clothes?

Sorry, Kate. Go ahead.

Well,

I guess I have this fear of becoming
like my father's cousin, Sophie.

She's a sweet lady, but nobody ever
listened to a word she said. And lately,

that seems to be... Hi.

Can we help you?

Happening to me.

Is this the one -to -one club?

Yes, dear. And I'm the group leader,
Louise Mercer. And you are?

Do you really have to know my name?

Oh. I like this chick.

Excuse me a moment. I'll

be right back, everyone.

Ralph?

You'll have to forgive Ralphie. He
hasn't really been himself the past 32

What in the world is going on here?

Louise.

I'm sorry.

Am I interrupting something?

Well, actually, I was just talking about
how sometimes people don't even know or

care who I am. Does that ever happen to
you? Oh, my God, it is you.

I guess not.

Wait a minute.

I know who you are.

Brooke.

TV. I've done films, too.

You sure did.

Desperate Measures in 1973.

the details of my private life from
leaking out to the public. But now that

all know who I am, maybe I'd better just
go.

No, no, no. Please don't be silly. You
have nothing to worry about. Yes, yes,

yes, that's right, that's right.
Whatever is said in this room stays in

room. Right, everybody?

You promised you won't reveal to anybody
else that I was here. Rob,

I could use somebody to talk to.

I'm going through a very painful
divorce.

You and David split up?

Yes. After 12 years of marriage.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry.

It's just that what I did to our
marriage is unforgivable.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You're really being too harsh. on
yourself.

Yes, dear.

Oftentimes in divorces, we blame
ourselves for something we shouldn't.

don't we see if we can get to the root
of the matter?

Well, I have this problem with... I
can't. Really, I can't. Oh, no, no, no.

Trust me. You'll feel a lot better if
you just get it off your chest.

Well, I have an addiction.

You see, it also... started when my
series was cancelled.

I don't know if it was anger or a
feeling of inadequacy, but I... Even

knew that I was ruining my marriage, I
just couldn't stop.

What is it you're addicted to, Brooke?

I think there's a very important
question that needs to be asked at this

What is that?

Your place or mine.

This lady will have a sherry, and I'm
going to have a beer.

Ah, same.

Oh, the waiter.

Yeah. I would like a white wine
spritzer, not too much seltzer, and if

it, a slice of lemon.

copies of the Rego Park Register for my
family back in England. They're going to

be so impressed.

Wow, you know, it's not every day you
mention in the paper.

Right. The last member of our family who
got their name in print was dear old

eccentric Uncle Trevor.

He was arrested for fondling a swan in
Hyde Park.

Boy, if I could just get Brooke to come
down to my toll booth, it would be the

biggest... happens is we got that
electronic slug detector.

No, no, no. Ralph, Ralph, Ralph. You
can't tell anybody.

Brooke wants to protect her anonymity.

Oh, right.

Brooke, Brooke, Brooke, Brooke, Brooke.

Is Brooke all we're going to talk about
tonight? Oh, no, no. Of course not. No,

no, no. Sorry, Kate.

Good, because as I was trying to explain
earlier, I'm having this... I can't

believe it.

John, those jerks at the electric
company turned off my lights just

owe them 127 bucks.

You got any of this?

Yeah, why don't you get some candles?

Get serious, John. Where am I going to
find a church open at this time of

Oh, there you are, Brooke. Are you
feeling better?

Oh, she's fine.

Oh, yes, I must be. I haven't cried in
at least an hour. And I have you people

to thank for it. I want to thank each
and every one of you.

Would anyone mind taking a little time
to listen to my problem? Thank

you. Because as I was... Excuse me.

What about my drink?

You ordered something?

am. I just picked up my plane tickets.
In ten days, I'll be walking down the

same cobblestone streets that William
Shakespeare walked.

Whoa, talk about your major blood rush.

John, I am so jealous.

Well, as I said, Louise, is there
anything I can bring back for you? Oh,

John. I wouldn't dream of imposing.

Okay.

Grey's Apothecary. It's only in
Chichester, which is about 90 miles

London. Sure to ask for Felicity. She's
the only one who knows bitly about

cucumber lotion.

And if they're out of it there, you can
go down the road to Brighton. Louise,

Louise, this is quite a list. I know.

And, you know, those customs people can
be real pains.

Oh, and how. I just hate when they go
through your personal items.

Yeah, and good luck finding one who'll
give you a decent strip search.

Brooke, what's wrong?

What's wrong?

You get me to bare my soul, then you get
me to go to that bar so that you can

call that despicable tabloid and get
them to sneak in a photographer.

Brooke, what on earth are you talking
about?

This article in the National Intruder.

Sex addict Brooke Collins and her new
boy toy?

Oh, how could they do this?

Yeah. It's one thing to find a three
-headed camel, but to get a picture with

all three faces smiling at once.

Ralph,

Ralph, the story about John, may I? Oh.

Oh, will you just listen to this
garbage?

Former TV star Brooke Collins is
confessing her sex addiction to the 121

divorce group in Rego Park.

A reliable inside source reveals after
bet -hopping her way through all of show

business, Collins' latest bunk hunk is
Drake Prep English teacher John Lacey.

Drake Prep?

They mentioned my school? Oh, that's
great.

This is disgusting.

They mentioned everybody in the group
except me.

Well, knock me over with a cream puff.

It's all... Always you quiet ones, isn't
it? Yeah, yeah, yeah, please, please.

Denise, I got a problem.

You've got a problem?

I finally get Orlando to forget about
our group not being mentioned in the

article, and now he sees this?

Would it have killed you people to tell
the intruder that Overeaters Anonymous

meets right down the hall?

Denise, you couldn't possibly think that
we had anything to do with that pack of

lies.

on which one of you is the reliable
inside source.

Personally, I think it's the pretty one
with too much mascara.

Well,

see ya.

In her own delicate way, Denise raises a
rather disturbing

thought. One of us... Us in this room
must be the reliable inside soul. Yes,

Louise, yes, you got that right.

And I would like to know who it is.

How about who in this group would do a
horrible thing like that?

What?

Oh, come on!

I am really wounded.

One good reason why I would want to do a
hatchet job on my pal John.

It says in there that the intruder pays
$1 ,000 for the lead on a story.

Oh. Yeah. Like I need $1 ,000.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Before you condemn me, I think you ought
to listen to this.

Brooke Collins and her latest
heartthrob, John Lacey, met at the One

Club, a support group led by Louise, not
Louis Mercer.

What are you getting at? Well, I just
think it's kind of interesting that a

certain publicity hound got her name
spelled correctly this time.

Louise.

feel invisible when Brooke joined the
group.

Who was that?

It was me, dammit!

Well, looks like we have a confession.

No, I meant it was me who felt
invisible.

And while we're pointing fingers, let's
not forget little Miss Harmony Grits.

She's the unemployed writer. I wouldn't
be surprised if she'd do anything to get

a job at the intruder. Well, she does
have a point, Mary Beth. Yeah?

could one of you have done this? One of
us? John, how do we know you didn't

plant that story? Oh, come on, Kate.

Why would I let them put my picture on
the front page?

So if you got caught, you could say, oh,
come on, why would I let them put my

picture on the front page?

I wasn't born yesterday, you know.

the guilty party steps forward and
confesses right now I won't have

more to do with this group.

Very well.

I'll just pick up my coffee mug and be
on my way.

Now, John, don't let's be hasty. I agree
with John.

What's the sense of being part of a
group where you can't even trust

Really, Mary, but this is getting out of
hand.

I don't need this group either.

Please, can't...

Shame here. I'm with you, Red. Come on,
let's go try and sort this thing out.

Put our heads together, and if that
doesn't work, we'll put our bodies

Wait for me.

Mr. Lacey.

All right, Brad. What is it?

You have made me so proud.

Yes, well, I'm afraid I would have to
disappoint you, Brad. Because the fact

the matter is, I hardly even know Brooke
Collins.

All right, John. Next you'll be telling
me they airbrushed the smiles on the

three -headed camel.

Good morning, John. Good morning, Dr.

Ted Master Hendricks, my, uh, it looks
like you've lost some weight, sir.

Well, actually, I've, uh, put on a few
pounds. And may I say, in all the right

places.

And, uh, what do you think of this
article, sir?

Extremely distasteful. My feelings
exactly.

Look, I know how these tabloids
exaggerate. And if it were solely up to

still be sending you to England to
chaperone the drama club.

Wait a minute. Are you saying that I'm
not going? I'm sorry, but... Too many

parents have been complaining about that
article.

I know my mother was appalled.

Dr. Hendricks, I've been looking forward
to that trip.

John, let me be blunt.

The situation is even worse than that.

The school board is going to be asking
for your dismissal unless you sign this

statement promising that you won't be
seeing this Collins woman again.

Wait a minute.

First you take away my trip, and then
they can tell me who I can socialize

In a manner of speaking.

Yeah, well, in a manner of speaking, I
think this stinks.

And you can tell the board that I don't
appreciate them trying to push me

around. And you can also tell them that
John Lacey will see whomever he wants,

whenever he wants.

You know, John, you remind me of me in
my youth.

I used to take bold stands for my
rights.

Had morals. I had scruples.

God, I was an ass.

What did I just do?

I'm risking my job so that I can
continue to see a woman I've never even

out with.

Wait a minute. What are you saying,
John? You mean there's nothing going on

between you two?

No, of course not. I don't even have her
phone number.

John, you have got guts.

Standing up to Hendricks like that?
Well, well, that was different. It was a

matter of principle. Right. I mean, you
took a stand.

You told him, John Lacey will not be
pushed around.

And I think when this is all over,
you're going to have earned the school

board's respect for that.

You really think so?

Absolutely. Bet my life on it.

By the way, John, if I'm wrong, could I
have your office?

question.