All language subtitles for the_wonder_years_2021_s2e07

What do you think you're doing?

I'm watching on my file. I'm starting to
think this guy is not cut out for the

Marines. You have been home for two
hours. Don't you have some homework to

I finished my homework.

Then go outside and play. But all my

friends have sports after school now. I
don't have anyone to hang out with.

I'm sorry, Dean.

That can't feel good.

You want some ice cream?

Good.

It's on the grocery list on the counter.

Since you have so much free time, you
should spend it doing something

productive, like helping your mom around
the house.

I walked right into a trap.

With those young legs of yours, it
should only take about 30 minutes. Three

watermelons? What do I look like, the
Incredible Hulk? 30? No.

Don't make me say it twice.

Are you sure it's dead?

No.

That's why you're in there with your
young eyes to see.

It's not dead. It's not dead. It's not
dead.

You sure you weren't plugged in? Of
course I did. I'm your mother.

Since my friends were busy and I didn't
want to spend my afternoons running

Mom's errand, I went to the guidance
counselor for help finding an after

activity. I see you.

That's more of a thespian.

And you're in luck because the drama
teacher is looking for people for their

upcoming production of Peter Pan.

I don't know, Mr. Cox. I usually stick
to books.

Nonsense. You'd be great.

You have a young Sidney Poitier thing.

Wow. Really?

Well, definitely.

I can see it.

I'll do it.

Huzzah! Then I shall see you tomorrow at
our play rehearsal.

You're the drama teacher?

I thought you were just a guidance
counselor.

It's called acting.

And also, we're underfunded.

Hey, hey, ho, ho, underfunded schools
have got to go.

Hey, hey, ho, ho, underfunded schools
have got to go. Hey, Bruce, over here.

Sis,

what's up?

I didn't expect to see you here, but...

I guess I should have. Sure.

You know Congressman Baker has been
mishandling government funds for way too

long. You need a sign? I think we have
an extra no -index pig.

Actually, I'm not protesting.

I'm a volunteer to help the Congress' re
-election campaign.

Would you like a pamphlet to see how you
can become a Baker Becker?

You are supporting a Republican.

I'm supporting a candidate who cares
about bets and has made us a major part

his platform.

I'm telling Mom and Dad you're voting
for a Republican.

Okay. Well, now you're just being
childish, so I'll see you at home.

Don't drop your sign.

Say goodbye to your Afro team.

Trying

to

break into a new group in middle school
is like a prostate exam.

Scary, exposing, and you pray no photos
exist of either.

Uh, hi, Dean.

Is he okay? Oh, yeah. Tom's just a
method actor. He's playing a dog and a

crocodile, so he's in deep crocodile
mode.

Good afternoon, my little Artis. We have
a new actor joining our ensemble today,

so let's give Dean a proper welcome,
shall we?

We welcome you to the drama club, so
join us at the end.

It's so neat to have you here and see
your journey begin.

So give us your best, forget the rest,
and we'll give ours to you.

Welcome, welcome, Dean.

Wow. Out of sight.

Okay, now let's get into the magical
world of Peter Pan.

Now, I do have a bit of bad news. Our
sweet Sandy will not be able to play

Wendy. She's come down with a bad case
of mononucleosis.

Then who will be Wendy to my Peter Pan?

Dean will now be Peter Pan, and Karen
will play Wendy. Isn't that exciting?

He also doesn't have a ponytail.

Mary Martin played Peter Pan on
Broadway.

Broadway, Mr. Koff! Yes, but a man
didn't play Wendy. Dean is the obvious

choice. Besides, Dean is the only
available boy who can fit into the

Fine. But know that this injustice
against women will go down in the

books. Next to Joan of Arc.

No one appreciates my sacrifice.

I'd only been in the drama club for five
minutes and had already experienced the

musical number and two dramatic exits.

These drama kids weren't messing around.

We can fly.

We can fly.

You can fly.

We can fly.

Okay, well, it's time to go off to
Neverland. Second start to the right and

it left on Decatur Street.

Wait, no, no, that's how you get to my
real house.

I can't work like this.

It's all right, Dean. Don't worry. You
have all the way until Friday to get the

lines down.

Friday? But I'm in like every scene.

I'm happy to sit back in for Dean.

I already know all the lines.

That is a good point. Karen, you can
work with Dean after school until he

the part.

Problem solved.

Did Dean tell you he was in a school
play?

Is he playing somebody white?

Never mind.

You're starting your schoolwork mighty
late, Kim.

Oh, yeah.

I lost track of time at the rally.

Whoops. I'm not trying to hear all that.
What I keep telling you, if the

revolution hasn't started by 8, you're
going to miss it. You're right. You do

say that, Daddy.

You know what else? I accidentally
scratched the car on a pole.

What? Your late ain't going to cost me
some money.

Kimberly Lynette Williams.

Wait. What's going on here?

Why are you admitting these things?

Because. Because she's about to tell you
that she saw me at a protest supporting

Congressman Baker, and she knows you're
going to be mad.

You're a Republican?

A black Republican?

Oh, Lord, I shouldn't have locked the
ever -loving mob today. You could have

been on drugs, a gambler, or hated jazz,
but a Republican? It's not that big a

deal, Dad.

I mean, I just heard him speak at the
VFW.

Yeah, looking for votes? You should
check out his platform.

You might like it. Don't you tell me
what I like. I know what I like. And

not some snake oil salesman. Look, the
lines between political parties are

blurred anyway.

I mean, just look at the Dixiecrats.
They considered themselves Democrats but

supported segregation.

The Republican Party was actually
founded by anti -slavery activists.

Did you know that? Don't you ask me what
I know.

Bruce, is this you in the picture?

Yeah, see?

This is exactly what I'm talking about.

This white man is using you, son.

There's a reason you're the only black
face in this picture. We don't even look

good in red.

Speak for yourself.

Bruce, you're not going down there
anymore.

I'm an adult, Dad.

Can't tell me what to do. Things were
heating up.

Luckily, Mama always knew when to step
in. Cam, you scratched the car.

Nicely done.

Nicely done.

So, when do we get to the fight scene?

You're not ready to rehearse a sword
fight.

You haven't earned it.

First, you must do the character work
and, you know, learn your lines.

That's sad, because I really think my
character would love to sword fight

now. That's because you don't know
anything about theater.

Great actors fully immerse themselves
into their characters.

Like Laurence Olivier.

Who's Laurence Olivier?

You're hopeless.

Okay, wait, wait.

Peter Pan is just such a big role in...

All you guys are so good and into this.
I don't want to let anyone down.

Okay.

What are some of your favorite plays?

I like Batman.

We can work with that.

Think about Adam West. When he plays
Batman, it's not just about the pals and

the what.

He has to delve into the tragic
backstory of Bruce Wayne and find his

to become a millionaire vigilante. You
know?

I can do that.

Act one.

Scene three.

Shadow scene. Ah!

Is it there?

Must be somewhere.

Shadow? Shadow!

Peter Pan!

I saved your shadow for you. Oh, I hope
it isn't rumpled.

How did Nana get your shadow?

It jumped out at me the other night at
the window.

I come to listen to the stories.

My stories?

But... They're all about you.

I know. That's why I like them. I tell
them to the lost boy.

And scene.

Not bad, Dean.

Really? I was really trying to get into
the mind of Peter and thinking, hmm, who

is my shadow, you know?

All right, cool it.

You were good for two seconds.

We still have lots of work to do. On to
the next scene.

All right.

Put the sword down, Dean.

And when was the last time you saw him
in the black neighborhood, huh?

Any politician.

Look, I work for the state. Now, let me
be the one to tell you, none of them

care about us black folks. Well, my
brothers, you are in luck because the

congressman is on his way down here to
meet you all.

You invited him?

Well, I had to.

You weren't going to give him a chance
on your own.

Ambushed by my very own son.

Why can't you use your military training
for good, like getting us a discount on

tires?

Oh, hey, Bruce.

What's up?

Good afternoon, everybody. I'm your
congressman, Brad Baker.

Is this your establishment, sir?

Mm -hmm.

From what Bruce tells me, this is quite
the community staple.

It sure is, Congressman.

Well, it is an honor to be here with you
fine gentlemen. And thank you for

inviting me, Bruce.

This is exactly the type of outreach
outlet I was hoping for from my new

community liaison.

What the hell is that? It's my new job
title, Dad.

I'm here to listen to constituents and
help them solve problems in the

community. You're working for them now.

Community outreach, huh? Does that mean
you fix potholes? Forget the potholes.

You got to think bigger.

Can you make some parking tickets go
away? You know, better yet, can you make

Jefferson Street go the other direction?
I'm trying to get to work faster. Well,

now, now, can you arrest some of them
kids out there in front of my house,

chucking and jiving all hours of the
night? Y 'all are wasting your time.

This man is here for a photo op and some
votes.

He's using us and Bruce.

All right, Dad, that's enough. Open your
eyes, son.

Come here.

You can't see what it's doing because
you haven't been right in your mind

you've been back.

It's been one bad decision after
another.

Going back to the military and getting
her dating a divorced woman with a kid.

What are you trying to say? I'm just
trying to understand what's been going

with you.

I mean, people go over there and a lot
of things can happen.

Then they come back and... Are you
saying that I'm shell -shocked?

I'm saying it would explain things.

Wow.

It's easier for you to think that I'm
crazy than to think that I just have my

own ideas that are different from yours.

Now back to the Jefferson Street going
from north to south. Man, I got some

complaints.

You know, we can talk about that later.
Get back to the game, man. You know.

I propose we leave for home at once.

All right, boys.

All right.

I'm sure Mother would be glad to have
you. That is, if Peter doesn't mind. Go

on. Go back and grow up. And I must warn
you, once you're grown up, you can

never come back.

Never!

Bravo!

That's being bravo, Dean! You have truly
embodied Peter's... Boyish charm.

Thanks, Mr. Cox.

Really been doing the work, you know?

And Karen's been guiding me. Couldn't
have done it without her.

Now, since our play conflicts with the
homecoming game, I have made an

impassioned plea to the principal to let
us perform a preview.

So now, your friends will see you at
tomorrow's pep rally.

Isn't that thrilling?

Uh -oh.

My friends aren't ready for this.

Oh, and the best part is all of your
costumes will be done just in time.

Be

ready

for your cue to swing in.

Well, try, Karen.

I glittered my pants.

I had escaped going down with the pirate
ship, but I wasn't feeling good about

it.

Uh -oh.

How could you just abandon us like that,
Dean? Aren't you glad I quit? Night can

be Peter Pan like you want it.

But the place is better with us both.

You may have gotten good at being Peter.

Thanks. It's only to me.

Well, thanks, Karen.

I am really sorry I ditched you guys
like that. I saw people laughing and I

panicked. I mean, weren't you guys
embarrassed?

Of course we were.

But at least we were all in it together.

That part felt great.

What didn't feel good was being ditched
by our castmate.

That one hurt.

I knew what it felt like to be left out,
and I hated that I made them feel that

way. Okay, I let this go on as long as I
could, but you need to come inside.

And little white girl, here without your
parents or corroborating witnesses, you

need to head on home.

Let's get a move on, Speedy.

Due down to the barbershop. Checkers
can't cheat by themselves.

Can't show my face after that fight with
Bruce.

Maybe I'll just wear my hair long for a
while.

Yeah, fella's still talking about that
little performance you and Bruce had.

Said it was the first time they'd ever
seen a black man turn red.

Can I give you some advice, son? So I
can know what not to do.

I'm not going to handle it the way you
would.

You're my son, but we think very
differently.

Just like you and Bruce.

I just feel like the world has changed
so fast these days.

Kim and Dean have time to figure it out
still, but Bruce just got thrown out

there, and I don't know if he was ready.

I really think he's making a bad
decision.

Well, he might be.

But sometimes the only way they learn is
to let them make it.

Maybe, but it ain't easy.

You're lucky. I've always had a good
head on my shoulders.

Now, remember after high school, you
followed that girl Hazel down to New

Orleans. You came back a month later, no
money, and no less than five roots cast

on your head?

I had pneumonia, Dad.

It's a legitimate illness.

Well, you tell that to your grandkids
when they come back with shrunken voodoo

heads and little blue weenies.

After betraying my new friends, I
realized I needed to make a big gesture

back their trust.

No one calls Pam a coward in lips.

Huzzah.

Look, um... Guys, I'm sorry I ditched
out on you at the pep rally.

That wasn't cool with me.

Not cool, Kat.

But we forgive you.

I don't forgive you.

For that line reading.

I didn't feel enough minutes.

Man, if we got work to do, we're going
to get you ready for opening night.

Down, boy.

Hi,

son.

How's lifting weights going?

You sure you want to be down here all
alone with a crazy person?

Might hit a car backfire and thank you
to Viet Cong.

Okay.

I deserve that.

But I don't think you're crazy.

And I'm sorry for making you feel like I
did.

Look, I know you think I don't know what
I'm doing.

But I'm really passionate about this.

I know you know what you're doing.

And honestly, I think that's what's been
bothering me.

That you don't need me to help you
decide.

I'm used to you coming to me before you
make big decisions, like when you

enlisted the first time.

Well, of course, I still want your
advice, Dad.

No, no, I'm not asking for that.

This is how things are supposed to
happen, so you can become your own man.

I know our region made good decisions
for itself.

Thanks.

I did have some thoughts about Nixon,
though.

Of course.

Of course. Okay, that was joking. Yeah,
that was tight, man. That was tight.

Oh, Michael, John, we're home.

Cheerio, Peter.

We'll never forget you.

We're off.

Man the capstan and hoist the anchors,
boys.

You were the best pita pan ever, baby.

Those two hours and 23 minutes really
flew by.

Thanks. Well, go say goodbye to your
friends, and we'll meet you by the car.

Any chance of Ticket Ticket getting my
down back?

Dean, you were great.

Maybe even better than I would have
been.

Thanks, but no way. You would have
killed it.

You're probably right.

But it was kind of more fun doing it
together.

Yeah.

Way more fun.

Come on now, y 'all. It was 1959 in
Alabama.

Stop playing.

Good Lord.

Turn my back for one second. Dean, it's
time to go.

And little white girl, with your parents
and a host who are white witnesses,

Dean will see you at school.

Bye, Dean.

See you around.

See you, Karen.

Though it turned out Alabama was ready
for a Black Peter Pan.

A black boy with a white girl, though?

Yeah. Y 'all were going to have to wait
for the 80s to roll around before

sitcoms would go there.