All language subtitles for 8 Simple Rules s02e18 Lets Keep Going 1

Good morning.

Hey, welcome to the club.

What club?

The To Hell With Everyone Let's Sleep
Till Noon Club.

Want to go out for breakfast and make
fun of the losers having lunch?

No, for your information, I worked all
night at the hospital.

Oh, right, you're new.

Trust me, eventually the need to justify
sleeping the day away leaves entirely.

Well, well, look who's finally awake. I
was up all night studying.

I was talking to Kate.

Right? She's not even dressed.

No, look, I was working at the... Oh,
forget it.

Oh, we finally have some food in the
house.

Well, why didn't you be one of the
nurses working the graveyard shift?

Honey, it is not politically correct to
say that when you're talking about a

hospital.

Okay, then why do you have to be one of
the health care providers working the

graveyard shift?

Well, with all the cutbacks, I just feel
like it's risky to give up any

rotation. Mom, you're no fun anymore.

I'm fun?

Well, just yesterday I made those
English muffin pizzas.

Yeah, your regular mom's gone wild.

Look, you guys think I like working this
much?

I'm really torn up about this.

Well, don't stress, baby girl. You've
got two strong men here to help carry

load. Right, Rory?

You know, I actually do need somebody to
give Carrie a driving lesson.

Ah, well, Rory can handle that.

Oh, Come on, Kate, do I have to? I mean,
Carrie is mean. I've never seen such

raw, naked hostility since, you know...
The Korean War?

No, your mother.

Listen, Carrie's brand of intimidation
may work on Billy Goat Gruff over there,

but she don't scare me.

Hey, what do you got to sign up?

Nothing. Hey, you look nice today.

Mom, Rachel's coming over.

Rachel? Rachel Sharp?

Yeah, what's it to you?

Nothing. She hasn't been over in a real
long time.

I know. She said she felt like a third
wheel with me and Kyle.

It's not fun.

I don't know how many times I've been
with a guy and a girl, and they look at

like, what are you doing here?

It sucks, especially when the chick's my
girlfriend.

Rachel deserves a guy who appreciates
her.

Whoa.

Just saying.

I'm going off myth here, remember?

Yeah, but who can resist an older woman
with experience?

I can. It gets easier every day.

I said I'm not interested in Rachel.

Grandpa, can you help me with my
homework? I have to memorize the

the Constitution.

Oh, you know what? Smart.

Get someone who was there when they were
ready.

You know, I just hope Jenna doesn't
drive Rachel over. She's so annoying,

selfish, superficial, totally obsessed
with her looks and how many guys like

her. I mean, he talks endlessly about
things nobody really cares about. Who

wants to be around someone like that?

And that, Rory, is why me and the guys
put in the Fifth Amendment.

I do not!

Can you look me in the eyes and say
that?

If I bend my knees.

You so love Rachel and know I'm right.
No, you're... Okay, you're right.

I am?

I can't explain it. She's sort of my
perfect woman.

She's nice, smart, pretty, even though
she doesn't know it. She makes her even

prettier. God, that's what Mom always
says about me.

Yeah, but I mean it.

God, you won't say anything to her, will
you? No, why would I?

Promise. Look, it would embarrass you,
it would embarrass her, and frankly, I'm

more than a little grossed out by it.

Out.

Door.

Rach, you want to laugh?

Bridget, Danielle called.

Oh, she's so annoying. Self is
superficial.

Obsessed with her looks, with voice,
talks too much, et cetera, et cetera.

How did you know?

Bridget, when you point your finger at
someone, there are three pointing back

you, see?

No, Grandpa, no one's pointing at you.

No, no, no. What I'm saying is when you
point your finger at someone, there are

three fingers pointing back at you. Go
on, try it.

Hey, it works.

Well, yeah, now that all three of you
are pointing at me.

Ah, forget it.

Rachel's on her way over.

Well, honey, don't you think it's a
little late for visitors?

No, it's not.

Well,

look, now that I have you all here, I
have something very important to

This came in the mail today.

It is a receipt for a deposit that your
father put down on the cabin at the

lake. He made the reservation over a
year ago.

Dad loved the cabin at the lake. Yeah,
it's the first year without him.

Yeah, and this is difficult for me.

With all the extra hours that I'm taking
at the hospital, I just don't think

that we should spend your spring break
at the cabin.

And I know this is going to bring up a
lot of emotions, so I'd like to suggest

vote. Yes or no?

No.

Anonymously. Okay, let's do it that way
now.

Remember those car rides to the cabin?
No radio allowed.

Yeah, Dad getting all rustic. Ew.

That singing, I'm just a poor wayfaring
stranger all the way.

Till, would you rather it was a hundred
bottles of beer on the wall?

Yeah, anything shorter.

Now look, you guys, is this okay with
you? I mean... Yes.

Can I just finish my sentence?

I mean, the cabin at the lake is a long
-standing Hennessy family tradition.

And I just really think we should take
the time to think about this to be sure.

No.

Okay. As long as you know.

The end of an era.

So, in the spirit of moving on, can
Bridget and I go to the May Festival?

What's that?

Well, it's a celebration of the Celtic
goddess May, which, of course, is very

significant to someone named Lucy.

She means me. Tons of guys think I'm a
goddess.

Anyway, it's a three -day cultural
gathering to embrace the oneness of

You said there'd be rock bands.

Oh, no, no, no. You are not going to a
rock festival.

You're damn straight.

Tell him about Woodstock, Kate.

Dad.

C .J.'s mom went to Woodstock and did a
lot of silly things. In a lot of

different tints.

My ears are burning. Is someone talking
about me?

If he loved my ass, he's never stopped
costing us.

Okay, but the May Festival is more than
a rock festival. It's a spiritual event.

It just attracts a bad element.

A bad element? Maybe I'll go.

Don't help us.

Aunt Kate, I tell you what. Why don't I
chaperone these two and you can pay me?

CJ, taco burrito conversation and
nachos.

You're just jealous because you can't
go, and I've been to more festivals than

can count.

I've met Bruce Springsteen, Bob Dylan,
Neil Young.

I've dropped some pretty heavy names.
I'm going to pause and let you pick them

up.

Mom, give us one good reason why you
don't want us there. Oh, actually, I'll

give you three.

Sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Sold!

Well, why can't we go if CJ gets to go?
Because I said so.

Burrito finito.

Oh.

Mom, this isn't fair. I said not another
word.

Mom, there's something you should know.

Since Dad left, the music's gone out of
our lives, and we thought we could

recapture that music by going to the
Maeve Festival.

Oh, Bridge.

That's the most moving crock I've ever
heard.

What happened?

I said it all right. You were supposed
to well up here.

Oh, stupid, stupid, stupid.

Mom, can't you be reasonable?

Let's go on our journey.

Oh, you're going on a journey, all
right. But you're going to start your

spiritual quest visiting Grandma in
Sarasota. How is visiting Grandma

You know, for lots of people.

Sarasota is the last stop before heaven.

Isn't that right, Grand Snappy?

You know what, C .J.? Nah, he's right.

Come on, you haven't visited Grandma in
a long time.

Yeah, well, I haven't seen her in a long
time either. You don't hear me

complaining.

And now here's the deal. I am not going
to let you just hang out around the

house for a week. You're going to have a
fun, safe vacation.

Well, how come Rory doesn't have to go
visit Grandma?

Rory is going to be with Grandpa.
They're going to go to the Tigers game

night. What?

Hey, girls, enchilada, piñata.

Come on, please. You are going to
Grandma's. That's final. Like you ever

chance otherwise.

Oh, speaking of never having a chance,
here comes your perfect woman.

You promised not to tell.

I may have told Bridget, but I didn't
tell Rachel. It's no betrayal.

Hi, Bridget. Hi, Carrie.

Hi, Rory.

Houston, we have betrayal.

Dad?

What happened?

I just got off the phone with your
mother. You better sit down.

Oh, my God. Is she... A tramp, yes.

She's shacking up with her boyfriend
Paco. Oh, thank God. I thought it was

something even more terrible than that.

I just can't believe it.

I mean, he's living there.

You know what that spells?

Hanky Panky.

Uh, Dad, nobody says hanky -panky
anymore.

Well, I didn't want to say nookie in
front of a lady.

Actually, nobody says nookie anymore
either.

That's right, Kate.

Euphemisms are my big problem right now.

Sorry. Well, I'm concerned. I mean, your
mother's developed a history of jumping

from one relationship to the next.

But, Dad, she was married to you for
almost 50 years.

And now she's with Paco.

Am I the only one that sees a pattern
here?

None of this makes sense. When I called
to set up the girl's travel plans, she

never even mentioned it.

Well, I found out by accident. I called
her condo, and this big husky truck

driver voice answered.

Paco? No, your mother.

Sorry.

While I was talking to her, Sergio
Mendez asked her where she put his

Speedos? Paco is 82.

The story just keeps getting uglier.

I'm off to the Maeve.

Three days of sun, fun, and communal
bathing.

Except this time, I won't be the only
one naked.

Look at this.

Girls, I'm with the band.

What are you doing out here?

I can't go in.

Rachel's over again.

Oh, yeah.

Hey, don't shoot the messenger, but word
around campus is Carrie wants to

apologize. Tell her I'm not talking to
her. Hey, whoa.

Look, uh...

The thing is, I'm not really a
messenger.

Although I do have some feelers out. So
keep your fingers crossed.

Don't you get it? She humiliated me. I
can't show my face around Rachel again.

Why? Because a girl found out you like
her?

Dude, it happens.

Not like she caught you kissing her
doorknob.

Don't do that.

No one.

And you know I would have driven you to
the airport, but I got called in for

work. Oh, Mom, it's okay. Kyle's glad to
do it. All right.

Now have fun at Grandma's.

I'm going to miss you so much.

I miss you already.

I miss you more.

Well, bye.

Okay. See ya.

You and your mom are so close. Oh, God,
so we're going to the Maeve Festival.

What happens when Mom finds out? Oh, she
doesn't ever have to find out.

What are you thinking?

What I'm thinking is, all we have to do,
come up with a plan.

That's what you're thinking?

Yeah, I came up with the hard part. You
got something better?

I don't know why you guys want to go to
the Maeve Festival.

I hear it's a gathering of militant,
hairy -legged, man -hating feminists.

Oh, great.

Carrie, it's going to be all your
friends.

Okay, so we don't go.

Should we tell CJ?

Tell CJ what?

I did. My knees.

You know, there's something I want to
talk to you girls about that's very

important. Me too.

Taco burrito, scramble.

What do you want to talk about? A rather
big subject that you may be familiar

with, betrayal.

Oh, God, Grandpa. You want me to
apologize to Rory? No, I want you to

away from Grandma.

What?

Carrie, I'm appealing to you as a
concerned family member. I'm not asking

manipulate. I'm not asking you to take
sides.

Well, I won't do it.

All right, fair enough. Bridget, how
about you?

You like me better than you do Grandma,
right?

I like you better than Carrie.

Fine, whatever.

Ah, great. You know, it's beautiful when
families pull together.

Sure. Get it yourself.

Okay, so, are you going to apologize to
Rory?

He's feeling pretty bad. Well, he won't
talk to me. Well, I don't blame him. You

know, you're mean and gossip all the
time.

Me? You use it like currency.

Um, you're confusing situations where I
take factual events that actually happen

to people in order to point out their
disgusting flaws. Believe me, I take no

pleasure in it.

Who thinks you just protest too much?

Me think? I believe it's I think.

What I'm saying is, when you point a
finger at someone, there's three

back at you. Oh, that won't work.
There's not enough people in the room.

See? Oh, my God.

That's what that means?

So the faults I find in others are the
things I hate about myself.

That's the general idea.

No. Anyways, you hurt our little
brother, and not in a good way, so go

Fine. You know, and why don't you take a
good look at yourself in the mirror?

Oh, you know, never a problem.

What does it look like?

By the way, I forgive you for telling
Rachel.

Rachel, can I work with you? I'm sorry,
but her mouth is busy. Now!

I'll be outside.

We'll pick this up when... Go!

Have you lost your mind?

He's such a good kisser.

Okay,

this never happened. But it did.

Not if we really believe that it didn't
say it.

This never happened? I can't hear you!
This never happened!

Oh, Rach, I'm waiting.

Be right there.

We done?

Okay, that never happened either.

Hello,

Rory. Rachel Sharp, you're trying to
seduce me, aren't you?

Hey, are you gonna finish that?

Yeah, yeah.

Sorry.

I had a pretty hot evening.

If you know what I mean.

Well, Rachel Sharp came over and one
thing led to another.

If you know what I mean.

Wait,

you lost me.

Rachel and I made out for a very long
time.

If you know what I mean.

You think I'm an idiot.

It's true.

Ouch, that hurt.

No, I mean about making out with Rachel.

Yeah, right.

That's scary.

Now, you remember, you spend all your
time with Grandma, and whatever you do,

don't call anyone Uncle Paco.

Okay. If you should happen to get
frightened in the middle of the night,

hesitate to crawl in bed with her.

Yeah, well.

Tell that to the father of our country.

A dollar?

You're giving me a dollar to sleep with
Grandma?

It's been a long time. I don't know what
the going rate is.

Yeah, but did CJ leave for the May
Festival? Oh, yeah, hours ago.

He said he was hitching all the way.

Oh, actually, he's still standing on the
curb with his thumb out.

Yeah, I know.

Well, we better get going to the
airport.

Wait, wait, wait.

Ask Carrie about me and Rachel. Go on,
ask.

Oh.

Carrie, did Rory make out with Rachel?

Never happened.

I figured.

Hey, whoa, everyone leave without saying
bye to Cousin CJ.

Hey, can I catch a ride with you?

No problem.

Having a little trouble catching a ride,
are you, CJ?

Yeah, people slow down, but nobody
stops.

Yeah, well, just put on a big smile
every time one gets close.

Yeah, and I'd take the sign off your
backpack.

Son, no longer contagious.

That's cute, Grandpa.

No one's pulled that one on me since
third grade.

Hey, wait, it's the same handwriting.

You know, I said you could start the
car, not actually drive.

You know, you're getting a little...
Never mind, you're doing fine.

This is the first plane trip we've taken
without our parent.

Yeah, first ever without Dad.

Well, you know there's a way you can
take Papa H with you.

In our heart? No, in your stomach.

My dad told me about this place where
they named a sandwich after him.

Our dad's been memorialized? On white
wheat rye.

Roy, your girlfriend called.

Rachel? Yep.

Or did she say Missy?

It wasn't Rachel.

Think, man, think.

Could have been Sarah. Do you know a
Sarah?

No. That's too bad. I always liked the
name Sarah.

Grandpa, I've been waiting for this call
all day.

Yeah, all right, all right, just hold
it. It was, uh, Missy. Yep, Missy, I'm

sure of it.

Man, maybe it's an older woman thing not
to answer messages right away.

I hear they play by a different rule.

Eh, they don't have rules. They live by
whim and impulse, trampling sweet

memories into dust.

Still thinking about Grandma?

No, why?

Guys, let's hurry. We have a plane to
fly.

I'm picking up three Paul Hennessey's on
ride for Kyle.

You're Tommy's kid, aren't you? Uh -huh.

Let's see the money.

Wait, look, there's a picture of Dad
with Kirk Gibson.

And another one with Mom?

No, I think that's Larry Bird.

Look, that's Mom over there with some
guy.

Oh, my God, Mom's cheating on Dad. Right
underneath his sandwich.

I'm up for air ride, old Chuck.

Look, okay, maybe we're just jumping to
conclusions.

She's in a bar with some guy when she
said she was at work. How much more

evidence do you need?

Hey, everybody.

I'm in love.

Okay, we're good.

Let's get out of here.

26, 27... Kyle, hurry!

What the... Oh, great.

5, 10, 15... Hey!

You forgot your sandwiches!