All language subtitles for S02e05 - Teachers

I hear you're planning on firing me.

You're getting fired?

Look,

you want to go to Juilliard, don't you?

I do.

All right, then you got to start
learning to stand up for yourself.

You can't go through life letting people
push you around.

Where do you think you're going?

I have a theory class. I'll be late.

I'll write you a note.

big dreams.

You want fame.

Well, fame comes.

And right here is where you start pain
and sweat.

Your children are still in your prime. A
little combination like this shouldn't

wear you out. I'm ashamed of you. That's
very tired. Very tired.

Miss Grant.

What? This is the 33 and the third LP
that you're playing at 45 RPM.

Why, mercy me, Michael.

So I did.

So like I said, remember who loves you
and hit the shower.

How would you all be interested in
helping me teach a class after school?

What kind of class?

Exercise.

You like push -ups?

No.

No, kind of like what we do here in
class.

Exercising and music, except it'd be in
a health studio and, well, aerobics.

That's what they call it.

What are you going to be doing that
stuff for?

I don't know, Michael. I guess I just
love to sweat.

Why do you think I want to work an extra
job?

For the extra money? You are quick
today.

I sure could use your help.

Bravo. Total linguine, man.

Obviously you heard.

Heard what?

Yeah, I heard, but how did you hear that
I heard?

Heard what?

You wouldn't be practicing like that if
you hadn't heard.

Wouldn't be like you, Bruno.

Hey, if I turned invisible, tell me so I
can go rob a bank or something.

There's some piano scholarships
available at Juilliard.

Gag me with a spoon.

Danny, you know, you have a natural gift
for being dense. I mean, you never have

to work at it. You don't think I ever
heard of Juilliard?

I heard of Juilliard. It's a play by
Shakespeare, Romeo and Juilliard.

Yeah, I heard of Juilliard. It's a movie
by Fellini, Juilliard of the Spirits. A

pun is the lowest form of humor.

Then I got the right stuff for this
audience.

Mr.

Shepard, I guess you're wondering why
we're here doing this stuff.

I've learned long ago that there are no
answers to any of life's great

mysteries.

They're only well -timed exits.

Gotcha. Danny?

And there's another great mystery.

Martelli, I thought you couldn't make
music without electricity.

I was just practicing for the auditions.

You are interested in going to
Juilliard?

Isn't everybody?

Yes, Mr. Martelli, I'm afraid everybody
is, but I'm surprised that you are.

I know this isn't exactly what you'd
call my kind of music. I think that's an

accurate statement.

See, my father's always wanted me to go
to Juilliard. Now that I have the

chance... Chance has nothing to do with
it.

Commitment, technique, total dedication.

I know. That's why I'm here.

There's one more thing necessary before
you can audition.

The signature of your musical advisor on
your application.

My advisor?

I'll give you a hint.

His name rhymes with Tchaikovsky.

Well, Mr.

Shirovsky, if my father found out that
there was a chance to audition for

Juilliard and I didn't take it...

Did you ever see those pictures of the
guys buried up to their necks in sand

the tide is rolling in?

We'll see, Mr. Martelli.

Shut up and play.

Now, there are a few things I'd like to
get straight right from the very

beginning. You don't know me, and I
don't know you, so I think if we... help

each other out, we can make this work.

I'd like to start out by just playing
some music that has a really good beat

get you to moving so I can get a good
sense of how much trouble we're in here.

Okay, Michael.

Let's see if you can pick up what I'm
doing.

Pay attention.

Come on, try.

You can do better than that.

Not paying attention.

Come on, move these children.

People, what is going on? This is
ridiculous.

I know your children didn't just step
out of the ball show, but you're not

trying.

attention to what i'm doing here you're
not giving me

coco michael taylor please excuse me

can i help you hi how are you my name is
richard richard nice to meet you i'm

right in the middle of class right now
i'm very busy simmons richard simmons

you own this place oh i think i feel my
foot stuck somewhere deep inside of my

big mouth

I'm sorry, Richard. Hi, I'm Lydia Grant,
and I think I used to work for you

about 30 seconds ago. Hey, as long as
you have that sense of humor, you can

for me anytime.

Honey, I'm not so sure this is a
laughing matter.

It says here that you're only signed up
to do one session. Is there a problem?

No problem.

Well, the truth is, this is not my
lifetime dream.

Well, I'm real sorry that you don't take
your work too serious.

Well, Richard, let's face it. This is
not exactly a life and death situation.

To some of these people, it is.

It says here you're a dancer.

Yes, and I teach dance.

Well, you know, dance is dance, and
exercise is exercise.

Meaning? Well, as a dancer, you're out
there performing. You hear all the

applause. These people never hear that.
But as an exercise teacher, you have to

make them feel like a dancer.

Oh, Mr. Simmons, I don't... Shh.

Call me Richard.

Richard.

Richard, I don't think I'm going to be
around long enough to have to deal with

morale problem, if that's what you're
talking about.

Jim, I'm real sorry to hear that.

Because I know deep inside there,
there's a real nice person.

Does that mean I'm not so nice on the
outside?

Well, that's what I came down here to
find out.

Why don't you come talk to me after you
finish class?

Hey, that's great.

Just think, my son going to Juilliard.

I think we should celebrate.

First let me get into the auditions.
Piece of cake.

Hey, Pop, why don't you drive it a
little fast?

I just want to get you home so you can
practice that song.

Pop, I can't practice at home.

Why not?

Piano keyboard and synthesizer keyboard
are totally different touch.

Don't worry, there's plenty of pianos at
school.

Dad, stop it. What? I wasn't doing
anything.

You're thinking. I can tell. Please
don't. Thinking is wrong?

It's just that when I told you I
couldn't practice at home, you went into

problem -solving mode.

I'm telling you, it is not a problem. I
can practice all I want at school.

All you want?

Yes. That's not the same as practicing
as much as you should, though. For once

in your life, why don't you let me solve
my own problem? Aha!

So it is a problem, huh?

Pop... Look, a father's entitled to help
out. And a son's entitled to say he

doesn't want any help?

So you don't need my help anymore?

That isn't what I said. Is that what you
meant?

In some things I do, in some things I
don't. This is a don't.

Thank you very much.

Light's changed.

It's not the only thing that's changed.

Nice.

Hey, uh, easy now. Control yourself.

You know what?

I'm tired of listening to you play.

You just got here 30 seconds ago. I
couldn't play that bad if I was using a

jackhammer.

These are you.

Everything you've done for me for
evaluation of this class for the past

months.

I took them home with me last night.

Listened to every one of them.

Flattered. Don't be.

I took them home to convince myself I
wasn't about to make a mistake.

Make a mistake about what?

Make a mistake in my decision not to
allow you to enter the competition for

Juilliard scholarships.

And did you convince yourself?

Why, I mean, you're not going to let me
try out?

You at least told me a reason why.

Because, Mr.

Metalli... At this point in time, you
don't happen to be good enough.

You've got about a minute.

Thank you, Miss Sherwood.

Check.

Something the matter?

You ever been fired?

Yeah, once. Long time ago. Summer job
back when I was a teenager.

Probably taught me a lesson. Well,
that's one lesson I don't need. You got

Yeah. Good. I'm glad.

Now, what are we talking about? I'm
talking about a button -nosed wood

who's thinking about firing me from his
health club.

At least you're not hostile about it.

Says I have an attitude problem.

Do tell.

What I've got is 15 flabby bodies to
whip into shape, and he wants me to firm

their morale.

Now, I don't know what he's thinking,
but your girl here is not getting fired.

Do you hear what I'm saying?

Jump back, will you? I'm not the one
who's trying to fire you. I'm on your

okay? Well, David, he's got to realize
what we're up against. We're dealing

people who don't know anything about
discipline, and if you baby them,

just going to be set up to fail.

Miss Grant. What?

In the first place, Martelli is my
student, and I'm the best judge as to

and what is not too tough for him. We're
not talking about Martelli.

What are we talking about?

Uh, Lydia.

You see, she's getting canned from her
moonlighting job.

You're getting fired?

You've got a mouth like the Mississippi.

Now, wait a minute. The man asked me a
question. You never said it was a big

secret.

What's the secret?

About my getting fired.

So you are getting fired. The hell I am.
You just said... What? Forget it, okay?

Just forget it. We won't talk about your
maybe getting fired or about your not

letting Martelli into the Juilliard
tryouts, okay?

You're not letting Bruno try out? Why
not?

He's the best student you've got.

I'll be the judge of that, but it's all
the same to you.

Well, I just made a small comment.

You were right.

He's very talented. He's a good
composer, but he's not ready for this

competition. Is this the same Mr.

Sharofsky that's always telling his
students that now is the time to take

Yes, I say that. But here is the place
to do that. Not at auditions for

Juilliard. If they fail here, we can at
least protect them from being hurt too

badly. Sounds very paternal to me.

Perhaps it does. Perhaps it does.

Perhaps it is.

But why am I taking advice from someone
who can't even keep a job?

Oh, no, don't you try it.

There. Good morning, campers. Volleyball
in five minutes.

Checkmate.

Relax, Bruno. I didn't buy the piano. I
just rented it.

Pop, why did you do it? I did it because
you said you can't practice keyboard

technique on that gang over there.

How much you pay to rent this thing? I
got a deal. Rudy Goldberg owed me a

favor. Look, it's Hollywood talking
about it. It's that cheap.

You know, Sharofsky doesn't want to
enter me in the competition.

What are you talking about?

Apparently, he doesn't think I'm ready.

What's he saying? You're not good enough
to go to Juilliard?

No, no, it's just that they're piano
scholarships.

Well, you play the piano. Yeah, but
piano scholarships are for people who

serious about becoming virtuosos. I
mean, Sharofsky feels my talents lie

elsewhere. Look, Sharofsky's wrong.
That's all there is to it. It doesn't

him a bad person. He just doesn't know
what's best for you. All right, and you

do.

Yeah, what kind of question is that?

Sorry, I lost my head. But between you
on one side and Sharofsky on the other,

I'm starting to feel a little squeezed.

Look, you want to go to Julia? I do.

All right, then you got to start
learning to stand up for yourself.

You can't go through life letting people
push you around.

Sharofsky's not trying to push me
around.

What's he doing then? He's not letting
you audition, is he?

No, but it's only... Look, no more buts.

If you want to go to Juilliard, you got
to convince Sharofsky that you want it.

I'm not a salesman.

Then I'll talk to him. No, no, it's
okay. I will.

It's just that I don't like the way
you've been pushing me.

Look, Bruno, I'm only doing it for your
own good.

Excuse me, but isn't that an old cliche?

They don't make new cliches.

There's some of your mother's old sheet
music in that box over there.

Pop? Yo.

What was her favorite?

Beethoven. Moonlight Sonata.

I guess she thought that looked pretty
silly.

Richard, I hear you're not a fan of
mine.

I hear you're planning on firing me.

Richard, I've never been fired from a
job in my life, and I don't intend to

started now.

Well, then, Lydia, you're going to have
to just kind of shape up.

Child, no one ever tells me to shape up.

And no one ever calls me child.

Now, you're just here going through the
motions. I am not. going through the

motions. You are not giving these women
what they need. Oh, and you know what it

is they need. What they need is
motivation.

They have to read in your eyes. You have
to say to them, you can do it. Well,

Richard, suppose they can't. Oh, boy,
you'd be really great to take to a

wouldn't you?

Mosquitoes and thunderstorms and lousy
food.

That's all you can see. Richard, we're
not talking miracles here. Now, take

Goldman, for example.

She told me she's got to lose 12 pounds
in two weeks. Now, honey, I'm sorry. No

matter what she does... Lydia, listen to
me. Let her lose six pounds.

Isn't that terrific?

Let her hold on to that. Then she can
lose the other six pounds, Lydia.

In your way, she could.

Yes, she could.

Well, I'd like to see that.

When do you teach your next class?

Friday at six o 'clock.

You teach the first half?

I'll teach the second.

Deal.

Hey, Danny, I need to talk to you.

Wait, just let me finish this one.

How long could it take to read that when
the monster fell dead?

What can I do for you?

Look, I'm having trouble with my pop.

Come to the right place.

Pop trouble's my specialty.

Danny!

Right here, Mrs. Berg.

Oh, Danny, I'm a too low.

Oh, Mrs. Berg.

There you are.

These must go to every class before the
bell.

Miss Brody, that's in seven minutes.

That is correct.

Danny, Danny, I've got to talk to you.
Talk?

Look, I'm having a lot of trouble.

Look, I'm not acting for Shakespeare.
Just the occasional complete consent.

On the top. Need this bird?

Afraid so.

Hey, why don't you just tell your old
man no?

Hey, it's not that easy. Says you. I do
it all the time. No. No thank you. No

sir. No ma 'am. No way.

Watch my lips.

No. It's easy.

Hall pass.

Excuse me.

Look, I'm sorry, but I got no time.

Obviously, you can't say no to your
father.

Of course I can.

So you won't say no to him. I don't know
that.

Well, figure it out.

Let me get this straight.

You went to school to talk to Zyrowski.

You changed your mind.

Now you're telling me that...

You won't talk to him at all?

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

I'm telling you to talk to him, and
you're telling me no.

Yes, sir.

It's like you going into a voting booth.

You either vote with your father, or you
vote with Swarovski.

You're voting for Swarovski.

And don't give me yes sir again or I'll
shove your nose up your ear.

I'm wanting to do what I think is the
right thing to do.

It's getting late.

It's only 9 .15.

I'll see you in the morning.

It would have been better if I'd swung
at him.

You know, at least he could have written
that off with some kind of crazy

impulse.

What I did was thought out, you know,
and that's what hurt him the most. I

absolutely agree.

You should have swung at him. Not
exactly my style.

If you'd have swung at him, you could
have broke a couple of fingers. He'd

been all over you with sympathy.

Danny, this is my father we're talking
about, not some grade -D Saturday Night

Live skit. Hey, sorry.

Look, the truth is, Bruno, everybody
loves your dad and what the two of you

together.

Just knowing it can be that way with a
father and a kid. It means so much to

To a lot of people.

I really am sorry.

Where's Barry Manilow when you really
need him?

Oh, I'm sorry.

You already said that. No, I just got
lipstick on his shirt.

Look, if you want, I'll take and wash
it.

Oh, no, if you did that, I'd have
nothing to wear.

This thing with my father has started me
talking like Nancy Rae. Well,

obviously, this conversation has
crumbled. Hey, Danny, wait. Before you

gotta ask you something.

Okay, as long as it's not to wash your
shirt. No, it's about father.

I take it back. I'll wash your shirt.

Bruno, see, me and my father have this
problem.

We don't get along.

That's my question. What do you do when
you don't get along?

I ask my mom.

I know my mom will give me advice on how
to handle him. And it's pretty sad

because she got his act down pat.

But when I take her advice, me and him,
we seem to get along better.

What would you do if she weren't there?

Probably turn into Bruno Martelli.

Lydia?

Lydia, come on.

Come on, girl. Now, you promised me
you're gonna help me out with this.

It hurts.

There's no gain without strain.

Lydia, my legs are shaking.

Elizabeth, this exercise is designed to
tighten the thighs. Now, let's face it.

I'm dancing six hours a day. I can't try
it out on myself.

I got thighs like marble.

Excuse me.

Ebony. And I don't. Is that what you're
saying?

Well, that does... It... Let me go in
and take this to the office, and

I'll be right back. Now, you hang in
there.

I'll get you lunch, okay? Deal? Deal.
Just move, will you?

Lydia!

I'm going, I'm going!

I

know

I shouldn't ask this.

Then don't.

You are aware that...

Someone stole your chair?

I'm earning my lunch.

Beethoven, Mr. Matt Kelly?

Oh, it's the Moonlight Sonata.

Actually, the Sonata in C -sharp minor.

I play corrected.

Why the Moonlight Sonata? I would think
it too traditional, too corny for your

taste.

Well, it was my mother's favorite piece.

I found it with a bunch of her old sheet
music. It was all doll -geared and

everything.

No better reason could exist.

Mrs. Berg needs you in the office, Mr.

That's what it says here, too. What a
coincidence.

You going to play something?

Not while you're standing there.

If you ask me, I'd say it's strange how

you can love someone and still want them
to change.

We're all dreamers.

Sometimes we go too far when you want
the best for someone

you can push too far.

So wish me well and love me as I am.

If you ask me, I'd say it's true.

Pleasing everyone can get you so
confused.

One Direction.

It's hard enough to go.

And sometimes you gotta get there on
your own.

So wish me well.

So wish me well and love me as I am.

So wish me well, love me as I

am. Dream for me, but try...

Thank you very much.

Mrs. Ferg, you wanted to see me?

Oh, actually, I wanted to tell you
something more than just see you.

Though you do look very spiffy today.

Nice cologne, too.

Blessings.

What did you want to tell me?

Oh, just that we received a call from
Mr. Martelli, Bruno's father.

He's made a formal request.

Request for what?

He wants his son transferred out of your
class.

Mrs. Berg, be so kind.

What is this word?

Permanently.

Transferred? Why?

Excellent question.

The answer is I let it happen.

I let you pull me one way, and I let him
pull me another way, and somewhere in

the middle, I'm at a music class and an
audition.

Well, it's a lousy deal, and I want my
money back.

Where do you think you're going?

I have a theory class. I'll be late.

I'll write you a note.

First of all, I have every right to
decide what I want to do with my life.

Please, Renee, you can't give up now.

Hi, Renee.

Can I have the band?

That's it. Breathe.

That's it. For the weight. And fight.

Come on. Suck. And suck.

And sigh. That's it.

Woo!

Give it to me, big man.

Will we see you next week?

Mm -hmm.

Okay.

All right, Richard. I got to hand it to
you. You had Renee dancing better than I

ever did.

That was great.

Thank you.

You had her dancing for herself.

What does that mean?

Well, Miss Granice told us that when you
learn how to dance, you have to really

love it, or else when you get up in
front of an audience, you won't be good

enough.

That's why Mrs.

Goldman may not lose the 12 pounds for
her son's wedding.

Because, you see, she's not doing it for
herself.

She's doing it for her son.

Now, why do you sound like the voice of
experienced talking?

Well, you see, I... I was overweight all
my life.

Regular Mr. Chubbo.

And what I really missed all that time I
was eating was a lot of love, a lot of

hugs and kisses.

And when I teach overweight people to
lose weight, well, I want to give them

much emotion as I possibly can.

It really does help.

Well, I got to go now.

Richard, do you think it's safe to take
me on a picnic now?

You just named the date.

Bye -bye.

Bye.

Oh, Mrs.

Goldman, you were wonderful.

Thank you very much, but I worked up
such an appetite, Mrs. Goldman.

Well, I did.

Oh, no, girl.

You're going with me. I'm going to keep
you out of trouble.

Pardon me, I've got a call for a cab
here. Yeah, at the end of the bar.

You can't go outside.

The street's full of them.

Order what you want. I'm buying. I don't
want nothing. I'm driving.

Then we can get right down to it.

You're a stupid, irritating jackass.

I love you, too.

I told the dispatch I just arrived that
today was your birthday and this was a

surprise party for you. A lot of trouble
to go to just to get me down here and

call me names.

To call you names, yes, and to give you
some information.

As of Monday, your son will be assigned
to Mrs. Kaufman.

For music studies.

Well, at least that's over.

Now maybe the two of us could give the
kid a break.

I hope you realize that all my
stubbornness came out of caring.

Yeah, I do.

I also realize that between all your
caring and all my caring, we almost hurt

this kid.

You know, for a jackass, you're really
quite a sensitive human being.

They probably don't expect me back at
the garage, right?

Not on your birthday.

Here, beer.

Now, did, um... Did Bruno ever tell you
that his mother played piano?

Yes.

She was good, too.

This has sounded good to me.

But the idea of doing something like
going to Juilliard never entered her

Why not?

Because it was another world.

Where we come from.

A person didn't even dream of doing
something like going to Juilliard.

In fact, in our old neighborhood, it was
against the law to dream. They used to

come in at night to see if we were or
not.

These dreams can come true for Bruno.

When you said he couldn't audition, I
sort of came unglued.

Mr. Martelli, does the name Snikowski
mean anything to you?

Pianist? Never heard of him.

It was a boxer once. That's the one.

You a fight fan, Mr. Sharofsky?

Hardly.

But I have never forgotten what happened
in his career.

As I remembered, he was super hot for a
while, then nothing.

What happened was this.

He was super hot, as you say.

And he was pushed into taking a shot at
the title.

But it was much too soon.

Eventually, your son will have a shot at
the title.

But timing is everything.

I hear what you're saying.

But shouldn't Bruno have a say in when
the time is right for him?

Absolutely correct.

Now drink up. We'll be late.

Late for what?

When I told Bruno about you transferring
him, he demanded that I enter him in

the Julia competition after all.

Couldn't turn him down. It was like a
condemned man's last request. Come on.

Alright, he hasn't gone on yet. He's the
last one on the list.

Tonight's final entrant is Mr. Bruno
Martelli. He will perform Bach's fourth

-part invention in D minor.

Professor Sharofsky, that selection is
not on the approved list.

You caught us.

I'm going to have to ask him to stop.

Of course.

Tell me, are you still having that
clandestine affair with young Teitelbaum

the office?

I never had an affair with him. You
might as well have, because that's the

I'm going to start if you do anything to
stop that young man who's on stage

right now.

Sure.

Is he going to get in trouble for
playing the wrong song?

Do you know the words to that song?

Words to the Moonlight Sonata? I didn't
know the word.

Very obscure.

Not many people know they exist.

They go, Dear Pop, I love you, but I'm
going to do it my way.

Nice words, don't you think?

Sharofsky called me a jackass.

He's a pretty smart guy, Sharofsky.

Sharofsky, how dare you do that to me?
You know what you did is unforgivable.

That's blackmailing.

I see a friend indeed.

See you later.

Sharofsky, I give up.

Is everything all right?

Everything is under control.

Mr. Martelli, you ought to be proud as
you can be.

Indeed I am.

That's great.

This is Rene Goldman.

I'd like you to meet Mr. Martelli. This
is Bruno's dad.

I'll be right back, okay?

I've always loved the piano.

Always. Always, always.

Could never get enough of it.

Never get tired of listening to him
practice.

Never. His kind of playing I could
listen to all day.

Oh, could you now?

Bruno.

Here, let me give it a try.

Come on, everybody.

Clap for Bruno. Come on, now. Give him a
hand.

Come on, everybody. Yeah, let's clap for
Bruno. Yeah!

Come on, boys.

Martelli, now that we are finally back
on speaking terms, it would be a shame

lose you to an angry mob. I think you
should give him a hand.