All language subtitles for Silver Spoons s03e15 Whats Cookin

Here we are, face to face, a couple of
silver spoons.

Open to find, we're two of a kind.

Make it a call, make it a call.
Together, we're gonna find our

way.

Together, taking the time each day.

To learn all about...

Bye.

Bye. Bye.

the starving pores.

A man's pores are constantly saying,
feed me, feed me.

How do you feel, Edward?

Stupid. Stupid.

What was that?

Oh, I'm just getting a picture for next
year's Christmas card.

No.

Tony starts spelling his name with a Y.

I mean, come on. A facial is not what I
would call a manly endeavor.

In my opinion, only a guy was a complete
and total... We don't need to see any

more of this.

I'll take that off now.

Boy, I'm wiped out.

I just spent two hours fighting savage
jungle weeds with my bare hands.

So, uh, how about it?

Okay.

Let's see here.

Give me 50 cents an hour.

Yeah, but in those days, you could buy a
car for that.

At this rate, by the time I have enough
money for that surfboard, I'll have to

get a gray one to match my hair.

I'll get that.

Oh, hello, Grandfather.

Oh, hello, Mr. Stratton. Hello.

I don't think I've ever told you how
greatly I admire this house of yours and

what a delight it is to be in your
presence, my beloved son.

Forget it, Father. I'm not buying
Stratton flour mills.

In great.

You pass up such a golden opportunity.
Golden opportunity? That place has been

losing money for years.

Grandfather, why would you try to sell
your own son a company that's losing

money? Because no one else would buy it.

I've never heard of Stratton flour.

My good woman, that flour has been on
the market for 40 years.

I mean, you've never heard the slogan,
made with Stratton flour, ooh, better?

the second.

Lulu Baker, the woman who turned my son
against me.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

Isn't it so good?

After 11 years, you still have retained
the capacity for rousing

my bile.

Keep your shorts on, picklepuss.

Why do you call me picklepuss? I am no
picklepuss.

Boy, Lulu, this brings back memories.
Nobody can bake like you.

I've got an idea.

Something to make people sit up and
notice Stratton flour.

Grandfather, you could sponsor a cooking
segment on that TV show, Wise Up New

York. I'd rather like that show.

Because Vaughn is a turkey, but that
Debbie is quite something.

And get this, Lulu could be the chef.

Well, I don't think so.

Uh, I've got a restaurant to run.

You could do a live from your
restaurant.

I do know hundreds of recipes, and, uh,
I could wear some marvelous clothes,

and, uh, Edward, you could write a
snappy jingle. Well, okay.

Grandpa, she'd be great at selling
stratton flour.

Stratton flour.

Mmm, better.

That's ooh, better.

Lulu, you've always been up. obstinate,
and difficult.

But your food has always been eminently
edible.

So, uh, how about it, Grandfather?

Well, let's give it a shot.

Come on, Kate.

You could help me with some recipes.

You know Julia Childs? Well, she better
watch out for this child.

Richard?

Yes, ma 'am? Impressed with your
imaginative thinking.

Impressed enough to give me a job?

Well, maybe it is time you went to work
for Stratton Industries.

I'll give you a minimum wage.

Oh, right.

You always told me it was cheap.

I didn't rush into anything, son. I've
been there, you know. Your grandfather's

the toughest man in the world to work
for.

Your father is not incorrect.

There are cushier jobs, believe me.

Like being a bulletproof vest tester.

My father is trying to say, in his usual
anemic way,

I'm a hard man to please.

When I give an assignment, I want it
done accurately and on time.

Hey, I'm your dude.

You are no dude.

You're a Stratton, heir to a dynasty.

which must come from you.

Let us see how our casserole looks when
it is done.

Oh, my, my.

Let's have a close -up.

Not of the macaroni, of me.

Now, do you see this happy face?

Well...

can have a face like this if you use
stratton flour.

Right, friendly farmer?

Breads and noodles, apples, strudels,
cakes and cupcakes too.

Flaky rolls and donut holes.

Flaky rolls and donut holes.

To Stratton.

to the Mets game this afternoon.

Box seats?

I can't go. I have to finish all this
work.

My grandfather's counting on me.

What's the panic?

See all these papers?

These are questionnaires from people
who've bought Stratton flour.

By 10 a .m. tomorrow, I have to have all
this information tabulated in my

computer.

Name.

Occupation. How often do you paint?

Oh, yeah. This is a lot more fun than
watching the Mets play a doubleheader

against the Phillies.

Look, Alfonso, I've been putting this
off for a week.

I understand, Rick. You go back to work.

I might make a mistake.

My grandpa, he's real picky. I'd be in
big trouble.

Right. Tell the other gang.

Oh, by the way, did I mention?

It's jacket day.

At least we found four.

And a half.

I wrestled this one and fought.

I'm dead meat.

I'm sorry, Rick.

Look, Alfonso, nobody told me what to
do.

to meet Dexter's nephew, Alfonso Spears.

Alfonso, this is Rick's grandfather,
that kind and patient man I was telling

about. Give me five so I know you're
alive.

I only have tens and twenties.

Great joke, Grandfather.

Well, I'm sorry I'm a minute late.

I had to dismiss my chauffeur. There
were some spots on the chrome.

I cannot tolerate slovenly work.

Let's get down to the nitty -gritty. May
I have your report?

Why are there Walmart on that paper?

Because old Spock...

Oh, boy.

Look, grandfather, here it is. These are
the only questionnaires left.

All the others, they're, uh... They blew
out my bedroom window.

And how did that calamity occur?

I kind of left my window open when I
sort of went to the med scan.

I see.

Instead of doing your work, you went to
watch grown men trying to hit a ball

with a wooden stick.

Puppy cock.

I'm sorry, Grandfather.

I love you.

I love you.

You're fired.

I'm your grandson. Aren't you going to
give me a second chance?

Negative.

Instead of doing your work, you went off
to the ball game.

And I chose that you are irresponsible,
inefficient, and...

Good day.

Coming up, another segment of Cooking
with Lulu.

You know, in the two weeks, the two
weeks that she's been on this show, Deb,

I've gained five pounds just watching
her.

That's true, Vaughn. I can pinch an
inch.

How'd you like to go back to Wise Up
Peoria?

Didn't do his job. I fired him.

Yeah, but you didn't even give me a
second chance. I gave you an assignment.

gave me diddly squat.

At second, Lulu.

Father, he's 14 years old. He's bound to
mess up once in a while.

Case closed.

Coming up in 5, 4, 3, 2... Oh,

yes, welcome to Lulu's Kitchen.

The happiest kitchen in town. You know
what you are, you're a...

obnoxious, obstinate, impossible, and
thick.

Thick, thick, thick.

Yes, today we have a recipe. White
bread. You just gotta put jam on it.

I love this recipe. Sometimes you make
me so mad I could scream.

look at a bag of Stratton flowers.

Isn't he a handsome devil?

Well, girls, hold on to your scepters,
because he's here with us today.

In person?

Edward Stratton II.

Yes,

indeed. You remember?

There are a couple of hundred thousand
Stratton flowers.

Out there. Point well taken.

And now, as an added bonus, his darling
grandson,

Richard. Come, Richard.

Hello.

Now, these two are my guests.

Sift flour, and I'm going to warm some
milk.

Well, these two are having a little
tiff.

But if they could only step into each
other's shoes, perhaps each one would

things a little differently.

Richard, why don't you pretend to be
your grandfather?

Are you kidding?

Talk to me like you were your
grandfather.

What did Rick do?

I gave him a job. Yes.

And he gave me diddly squat.

Get off my case, dude.

You're a minstrel.

A wastrel.

Don't talk back to me.

Rick, what did...

Well, I went to a sort of a kind of a
baseball game.

Hey, I'm just a kid.

That's what kids do.

That's why we're grooving.

good enough.

You're fine.

But I'm your grandson.

Case closed.

Now, wait a minute. If you're going to
imitate me, do it right. You're

exaggerating. I do not do that. I do not
turn my back on people.

Oh, yes, you do, Father. That's exactly
what you've been doing to me all my

life. You're wrong, Edward.

Now, excuse me, but I've seen you do it
many, many times.

But it's true, sir. You did it to me
earlier.

They're all mad.

Father.

Father, look at yourself.

Well, it may be true that on certain
occasions I have...

turned my back on certain people.

And, Richard, it is true that I have not
taken into account that some of the

things I do may hurt people.

Well, I shouldn't have taken on a job if
I wasn't going to fall through with it.

Richard, I care for you a great deal.

I know.

And I care about you, too.

Maybe you'll work for me again someday.

And, Edward, I'm sorry about the 11
times I fired

you.

You fired me 12 times.

I know that, but I'm only sorry about
the 11.