All language subtitles for Snobs s01e21

It's got to be around here somewhere.

There!

Imagine being so poor you have to grow
your own stuff to sell. Yeah, I almost

feel sorry for the ferals.

Uh, no I don't.

That's better.

That? The scarecrow, idiot.

They scare the birds and things away
from the plant.

Pretty lousy scarecrow. How come?

Not scaring us away, is it?

A man at the garden centre says mine are
the best veggie seedlings he's seen and

he'll buy as many as I can grow.

If you're going to make so much money,
I'm going to charge you rent for my

scarecrow. Keep your scarecrow. They
don't work anyway.

What happened to my seedlings?

So much for your stupid scarecrow.

Birds don't pick up boxes and carry them
away.

That's right. It wasn't birds.

What have you got to say for yourself?

Sorry, sir.

Why shouldn't you be running near school
buildings?

Can't see where we're going if we're
running, sir.

All right.

Off you go. And take your time.

Yes, sir.

What would we want with your stupid
seedlings? Yeah. If we want vegetables,

can open the fridge.

Come on.

Of course they took you. How do you
know? Because they said they didn't.

always say they haven't done something
when they have done.

What? What?

What?

Mmm, lettuce seedlings. Nice ones, too.

I'm clearing a space for a school
garden. I could find a space for them

Thanks, Mr. Alexander, but I've already
got spots for them.

Most of you already know about the
school's play competition.

But for the benefit of the newer
students... Every year, each class

play at the town hall in front of a
whole town and visitors.

The mayor judges the play and the best
class receives the certificate.

Mrs Church, the play competition's my
favourite time of the whole year.

I love acting.

As you prove in the competition every
year, Brooke. Now, I've adapted a

of Romeo and Juliet for Year 6 to
perform this year.

Anyone who wants a speaking role should
come and take a copy of the script.

Thanks, Mr Church.

There are only two main roles in the
play.

Romeo, a boy.

And Juliet, a girl.

Anyone else interested in auditioning?

I can see Mrs Hawkshaws' year threes
will be winning the certificate yet

I'll leave the script here, just in case
anyone changes their mind.

Auditions will be held straight after
school tomorrow.

Dressing up for girls?

Yeah. Mrs Church wouldn't let ferals in
the play anyway. I'd rather eat broccoli

than dress up.

Plays are for wimps. Yeah.

Mrs Church wouldn't give you a part if
you paid her. I'd pay her not to.

What are we going to do about the rest
of my siblings?

Spock's gone looking for them. He
reckons they could be around here. I

you'd be desperate to be in the play.

Me too.

Me?

Desperate to dress up and look stupid?

Ryan and Stan won't water my seedlings.
We've got to go find them.

Didn't you know? If you're a lead
speaking part in the play, you get out

class to rehearse. You miss getting
homework too. It's a complete sludge.

get to miss out on schoolwork?

Fair dinkum.

Thanks very much.

I'm glad to see you're interested in
representing Year 6, Marion.

I've been dying to represent Year 6 for
ages, Mrs Church.

Not interested in trying out for the
play? Not after last year, Brooke.

You were so mean.

It's too small.

Mrs. Hall.

What's the matter?

It looks ridiculous.

The costume doesn't fit her anymore.

She's too big. Only since you took the
costumes home to wash, Brooke.

It must have shrunk. It's too late to
make a new one now.

I'm sure that I could fit into it, Mrs.
Hall.

I'm a lot smaller.

That's not necessary, Brooke.

You're doing a fine job at understudy.
No, we'll just have to hire something

Carla that fits.

I call upon the heavenly sprites to lift
me up to Olympian heights.

Carla, here are your props.

Mrs. Hall's running late. She said to
start without her. I'm never going to

remember all this tonight.

That's another thing Mrs. Hall said to
tell you. She's changing some of the

scripts. So you won't need to remember.

It's busy.

But that's my biggest scene. A lot less
work for you, though.

That's true.

Carla, you haven't learned your words.

I would have. We have four hours left
until the performance.

I thought we weren't doing that scene
anymore. Why would we not be doing it?

doesn't make sense without it.

Now go and find a quiet place and come
back when you've learned your words.

All of them.

I know the words, Mrs Hall. Shall I take
over?

Okay, Brooke.

For now.

Unless you think that Carla might... No,
Brooke.

I know you wanted that part, Brooke, but
you're just going to have to accept

that this year you are the understudy.
Carla will keep the part.

Short of a twisted ankle or a broken
leg.

I was the best person to play the part
last year. Was it my fault you two

wouldn't believe it?

What's really going?

If she got Juliet's part, I'd get
Romeo's part just to teach her a lesson.

got Juliet's part.

None of us could be bothered competing
with her for it.

So that would mean that she'd have to
hang around with me whether she liked it

or not.

And I could drive her mad. And she
couldn't do a thing about it. If you got

Romeo's part.

I'm getting it.

I didn't think you were even vaguely
interested earlier, Spike.

Um, no, but I might not have been paying
attention, Mrs Church.

I know I don't sometimes.

Sorry.

Marion going for the boys' part.

There is no way I'm going in the play
with a feral.

There's no way a feral could represent
you six.

Right.

Okay, none of the other boys were
interested, so it's up to one of you

Up to one of us to what?

I seem to recall last year you thought
players were for wimps.

Last year I was in year five, Mrs
Church. I was just a kid.

Forget it. I'm not helping you.

But I can't read half the word.

What about my seedling? You lost
interest as soon as you heard the play

get you out of school work. Okay, I
promise I'll find your seedling. Forget

I'll take away my scarecrow.

Take it. It's you. Look anywhere. Okay.

Find someone else to help me.

You said dressing up's for girls. So did
you.

Hey, Thea, I need help to learn all
these words. You don't deserve help

Learn them yourself.

And action.

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious
moon.

How much more do I have to read?

Keep going, it's great.

What would you know?

Marion couldn't be worse.

No one could be.

There is no way Mrs Church is going to
let you be in the play.

You try.

What's this word again?

All right.

We're obviously going to have to find
another way to stop Marion being in the

play. What about our parents?

I knew... We weren't a total idiot, but
we better have a backup plan too.

Any bright ideas?

And what can I do for you two?

Hi, Mrs. Volkerton. I was just looking
for Abby. Got a favor to ask her.

What do you want? Hi.

I need help with all the words in the
play.

What are you going to be in the play?

I'm very impressed. Culture is a fine
thing. He only wants to get out of

Oh, no, I'm very much less impressed.

Good grief. Oh, no.

Oh, yes.

Help him in. Come on.

Mom,

is Abby home? I think I heard her come
home. Just a minute.

Are you there, Abby?

Abby!

She's on her way.

Hello, darling.

Mrs. Bellingham just called me.
According to Brooke, Mrs. Church is

feral audition for the lead in the class
play.

Is that right?

None of the town boys are interested.

Ryan Granger is.

He's hopeless, apparently. He doesn't
stand a chance.

I've spoken with the other parents.

None of us want our children represented
by a feral.

And Mrs. Church will be made aware of
this.

Bye -bye, darling.

Bye, Mum.

Guess that means you won't be helping me
with the words, huh?

No way. Why not? Because you don't
really want to be in the play. Are you

I'm really, really positive.

Well, then it looks like I'll just have
to be here and learn the words meself.

Oh, gee.

Look at the heaps of words I have to
learn.

I could be here for ages.

She speaks, yet she says nothing.

What of that?

How can I get into the play if I can't
read some of the words?

You'll just show off.

Ah, snobs.

You're a born show -off.

You can get me into the play.

Mrs Church, can I show you the school's
new flower bed?

It's been a long day, Mr Alexander.

Eleven -year -olds are getting busier
and I'm not getting any younger. Maybe

the morning.

Yes, fine.

Good afternoon, Mrs Church. Afternoon,
Mr Alexander.

Hello, Mrs Church. Mary, what are you
still doing here?

I came back to see if maybe you thought
of having a dog in the play. A really

talented one.

What's five minus three?

No, no, I hadn't. Because you didn't
think you knew one?

That's right.

Well, here he is. Meet Snobs.

He's a real crawler.

One thing Mrs Hawkshaw's year three play
certainly wouldn't have is a dog.

And if you put Snobs in it, I'd have to
be in it to make him do stuff.

No, no, not exactly.

Snobs would only be in the play if you
were in the play. And you will only be

the play if the audition you do tomorrow
is the best.

I bet you asked Abby to help you too and
she said no.

Mind your own business.

Oh, Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou,
Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name.

Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my
love and I'll no longer be a Capulet.

She speaks.

Oh, speak again, bright angel, for thou
art as glorious to this night being over

my head as is the winged messenger from
heaven.

Someone helped you learn all that. Nah,
I'm just a genius.

Anyway, I've got to think up ways to
drive Brooke mad.

See you later.

Someone helped him.

Please. I promise I'll find your
siblings.

Here's to my love.

Oh, true apothecary. Thy poison is
quick. Thus with a kiss I die.

Someone's obviously helped him.

I promise I'll find... Stop making
promises you won't keep.

I'll help you, but only because someone
helped Spike.

light through yonder window breaks.

It is the east. But stop. What light
through yonder window breaks?

It is the east. And Juliet is the sun.

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious
moon who is already sick and pale with

grief.

Everyone's on last warnings. Pass the
word around. No running near buildings.

Yes, sir.

You and your stupid ideas. What's your
problem? Getting our parents to stop

Marion being in the play.

I told my mum. And you know what she
said?

If Marion's in the play, I can't be in
it. It's okay.

There's no way Marion's going to be in
the play. You've had an idea.

What? You'll find out.

When Marion finds out.

Good boy, snobs.

Mrs Churchill loved that.

Romeo doesn't have a dog. Carla told me
the whole story.

Brian and Sam did it again. They stole
back the three seedlings and the seeds I

just planted and the scarecrow. Okay,
Pia, okay.

You can deal with Brian and Sam.

I'll be too busy getting out of class.

You can deal with Ryan and Sam because
I'll be too busy driving Brooke mad.

You boys ready for your audition this
afternoon?

Mrs Church, could I see you for a
moment?

And Marion Freeman, come with us,
please.

Are these your clothes, Marion?

Yes, but... Did you make this scarecrow?
Yes, but I... I will not have teachers

in my school disrespected in this way.
But I didn't. I made it for Pia's veggie

garden. It's true, Mr Alexander, but it
was stolen this morning. Who do you

imagine would steal a scarecrow, Pia?

I think I know. Oh, really? I can't
prove it. Perhaps it was borrowed by

who knew it was there.

Someone who made it in the first place.

Yeah. I mean, no.

Marion, I'm very disappointed in you.

I think you owe Mrs Church an apology.

I didn't do it. Marion, if you don't
apologise right now, I will be speaking

your parents.

Marion, you have to learn to respect
other people's feelings.

For this sort of behaviour, there's no
way on earth that I'm going to let you

represent year six in the play.

We'll discuss the matter of detention
tomorrow.

If I can prove Ryan and Sam stole the
seedlings, I can prove they stole the

scarecrow. I'm glad you're finally
worried about my seedlings.

My lips.

Two blushing pilgrims.

Ready. Stand to smooth that rough touch.

With a tender kiss.

Thank you, Ryan. That was very, very
good.

Yeah. Yes, it was, wasn't it, Mrs
Church?

Just as well, because Ryan's the only
boy auditioning for the part.

No, he's not.

I think it's really mean you're not
helping Marion prove he was set up. I

after I get the part.

I'm looking for volunteers to work in
the school's new garden. Any takers?

I'd really love to, sir, but I'm
auditioning for the play. Oh.

Well, good luck.

What about you, Carla? Have you got a
green thumb?

No, but I really like gardening.

Oh, that's what I'm looking for.

Come on, we'll call home, tell them
you'll be late.

G'day, snobs.

No worries, I'll get you into the play.

Spike, we're ready for your audition
now.

Can you make snobs do his trick?

Of course, Mrs Church.

Snobs, over.

Now, before anyone says anything, Spike,
as a Year 6 student, is as entitled to

be in the Year 6 class play as anyone
else, provided he's good enough. Is that

understood? Yes, Mrs Church.

But what's Marion's dog doing here? If
Spike gets a part, Tomps will also be in

the play. And he'll be better than you.

Drop. Good boy.

That's enough, Spike.

Now, are you ready to audition?

Yes, Mrs Church.

Where the heck's Tomps got to? Don't
worry about him. Just help me.

Are they there?

Everything's here.

And I mean everything.

Uh, shouldn't we leave the seedlings
here?

Why? Help me down.

Because it proves they stole them. And
the scarecrow. We shouldn't move them.

This proves they set you up with a
scarecrow.

What? As if I'm going to work backstage
with Feral and their dog in the plot. As

if. How does this prove they set me up?
Oh, what?

You've been a...

It does. Now take her to school.

What have you stolen?

Just think.

You and me stuck together for a whole
week.

You are so pathetic.

Just think.

Romeo and Juliet have to kiss.

We are not going to kiss. As soon as
Mrs. Church gets back, I'm going to tell

her no kissing. What if she says we have
to?

We should practice.

Stop it, or I'll hit you.

Hey, ever wondered how long your tongue
is?

Measure mine for me.

Oh, yuck!

Okay, then.

Now, this isn't a vial of poison, I
know, but it'll have to do. Mrs Church,

Juliet please take the poison and die
before she has to kiss Romeo? Mrs

my tongue is four centimetres long.

You have a very interesting mind, Spike.

What's your hurry?

Peter reckons that this proves they set
me up with the scarecrow.

Of course it does. Come on, we have to
show Mrs Church and Mr Alexander.

Well, how does it prove it? Get that
back!

Absolutely last warnings.

Understood? Yes, sir.

That's why it proves they set you up.
Sam used the cover for the sign.

How stupid are you?

I didn't want to waste any pages.

Mum said to waste too many pages. You're
hopeless.

It's not too late.

Come on!

The joke's on you.

My mother said she'd withdraw me from
the play if there's a feral in it. The

joke's on you.

You're the one who's so desperate to be
in this play and now you're not going to

be.

Snobs! What are you doing here? He's in
the play with me.

Traitor!

Anyway, I can still be in the play.
We've got proof that Ryan and Sam set me

with the scarecrow. Come on!

Weren't you listening before when I gave
you absolute last warning?

Stop!

This is precisely why you are asked not
to run around the plane.

You're not looking where you're going.

All right, you've been given absolute
last warnings. If you can't act

responsibly, then you will just have to
learn.

You are all on afternoon detention for
the next week.

Mr. Alexander, that's going to make it
very difficult for me to stage the year

six class play.

Spike and Brooke are my two speaking
class members, and these are probably

only other kids I can use.

I'm very sorry, Mrs Church, but I'm
afraid year six will just have to miss

play competition this year.

Apart from Pia and Carla, they are all
on detention.

Serves you right.

You only wanted to be in the play to
drive Brooke mad. Yeah, but you got

detention too.

I was getting detentions anyway for
putting the sign on the scarecrow that I

didn't do.

We couldn't get them out of our town,
but the last thing we want is one of

representing our year six.

I mean, more than just Eden Beach people
will be attending the play competition.

It would be humiliating. You have my
assurance, Mrs Oakley. There will not be

feral boy in the year six play. I'm so
glad you understand the parents'

position, Mrs Church.

I'm so glad we're going to be able to
stage the year six play after all. Now.

We've got the dog roll sorted out. The
only question is, which of you two in

speaking parts of the play would like to
pretend to be a boy?