All language subtitles for Bewitched.S04E10.That.Was.No.Chick.That.Was.My.Wife.Imprint.1080p.BluRay.FLAC2.0.H.264-BTN_track5_[eng]

Here you are,
sweetheart.

Thanks, honey.

You know what I'm
gonna do this weekend?

What?
Nothing.

Not a single, solitary
blessed thing.

I'm not even gonna
answer the phone.

If that doorbell rings,
it can just ring.

Oh, just, uh...
Hello there.

What if somebody
lands in our tree?

Oh, dear, I'm afraid I zigged
and I should have zagged.

Oh...

Oh, come here, Aunt Clara.
Let me help you.

Oh dear.
My.

Oh, thank you,
dear. Tha--

I'll get it.

I thought you weren't gonna
answer the doorbell.

We answered the tree.
Why not the doorbell?

Oh, oh, I hope
I'm not intruding.

No. Never.
Oh.

We're always happy
to see you, Aunt Clara.

Oh, bless you, dear.

Darrin, am I lucky
I caught you at home.

Oh. Hi, Larry.
Uh, come on in.

Honey,
it's Larry.

Hi, Larry.
Hi, Sam.

You remember
Aunt Clara?

Of course. How
are you, Aunt Clara?

Oh, hello.

Oh, have I got
great news.

Great news,
Darrin!

Sit down.
Sit down.

Uh, you mind if I stand?
No, why?

Because whenever you say
"Sit down, sit down" like that,

I always end up
back on my feet, yelling.

Ha-ha! Not this time you won't,
you lucky son of a gun.

How would you and Sam like

an all-expense-paid
weekend in Chicago?

Chicago?
Chicago?

Oh, I think that sounds
wonderfully exciting.

You know the Springer
Pet Food account

is coming up for renewal.
What I had in mind

is for you and Sam
to soften him up a little.

Smooth the road for us when
he comes to town next week.

So, I arranged
this little luncheon

with Springer and his wife.

What do you say to that?

You mean, you don't want to go?

Actually, Sam and I
have plans for the weekend.

Oh, now, don't
you worry about me.

You two go
and have a good time,

and I'll stay here
and take care of Tabatha.

Thanks, Aunt Clara.

Thanks, Aunt Clara.
Then it's all settled.

The plane reservations,
hotel reservations.

Plane leaves at 4:00, lunch
tomorrow at 1:00 at your hotel.

Well, I guess
I have to be running along.

I was going to
suggest that.

Oh, I almost forgot.

You know,
if we land that renewal,

there's a big bonus
in it for you.

You son of a gun.

Oh, isn't that a nice man?

Aunt Clara,
we're leaving.

[Aunt Clara] I'll be right there.

Tickets, money,
car keys.

I'm all set
except for one thing.

What's that?
My peace of mind.

Oh, Darrin. Will you
please stop carrying on?

Aunt Clara's perfectly capable
of taking care of Tabatha.

But who's gonna take
care of Aunt Clara?

Shh! Everything's under control.

And our little darling
is fast asleep.

Good. Now you have
that list I gave you?

Well, yes. It's here. It's here.
Everything's on it.

Nothing to worry about.

Now you run along
and enjoy yourselves.

Well thank you, dear.
Goodbye.

Bye-bye, darling.

You be sure to read her a
story at bedtime, Aunt Clara.

Come on, come on.
Goodbye.

If she cries
during the night--

Goodbye, Aunt Clara. Uh-huh.

To me, Stephens, the most
important ingredient in any product

is the pride of the
man who makes it.

And the man
who sells it.

Exactly.

Of all the pet foods
we manufacture,

my favorite
is our birdseed.

Now, I believe
in birdseed.

Mrs. Springer will
tell you that.

Right, dear?
Oh, yes.

Tell them about
the sales convention.

Oh. Well, we had this
one wise-guy salesman and--

He claimed he wasn't selling
any birdseed,

because it wasn't
fit for animals.

So, Alvin stood up, and he ate
a whole box of birdseed,

and made a fool of him.

Hm.

Tell them about it, dear.

That's it.
I ate the whole box.

Now, how many other birdseed
manufacturers would do that?

Not too many, I imagine.

Maybe none.
Pardon?

I-I mean, that's certainly a
convincing demonstration of faith.

Well, thank you,
young lady.

May I tell you
both something?

Now, we've only just met,
but in my opinion,

you two are real
pet food people.

We are?

Thank you.

Cute monkey.

Um. Um.
Uh, well, now I--

Where did that come from?

Oh!
Oh, oh.

Ha-ha.
Uh...

Funny monkey.

There isn't a thing
on that list

about what to feed
the monkey.

Hello?
Hi, Aunt Clara.

I was just calling to see
if everything's all right.

I'm glad you called.

I didn't know what to
feed the monkey.

Feed the what?

I said, I-- I don't know what
to feed, uh, Tabatha's monkey.

Y-you're not talking about
her stuffed monkey, are you?

No, no. This isn't
a stuffed monkey.

Oh, no, uh,
if anything, uh...

Oh, I think he's hungry.

Don't do a thing, Aunt Clara.
I'll be right there.

That was your mommy,
and she's going...

...to pop in.

Well, that's just
as I thought.

Oh, Aunt Clara.

Tabatha turned her toy monkey
into a real one.

Oh, that's what you meant.

Oh. Isn't she wonderful?

Oh, she's coming along,
you know?

Tabatha, you turn him
back immediately.

[Aunt Clara] Oh, she
really is talented.

She is rather
amazing, isn't she?

But... Aunt Clara,

that is something we do not
want to encourage.

Well, why not,
for heaven's sake?

Aunt Clara...
remember, I'm not here.

You're not?

Oh! Ha-ha.
Of course.

Hello, Aunt Clara.
I'm Louise Tate, remember?

Oh, yes.
Uh, yes...

Uh, Samantha
isn't here.

Of course. I know that.

She's in Chicago.
Oh?

You mean, she didn't tell you
where she went?

Oh, I know where she went, but
I don't know where she's going.

Pardon?

[Aunt Clara] Is there any message
in case I see her?

No. I'll uh-- I'll call
her tomorrow night.

I got rid of her.
Hm.

Well you almost
got rid of me.

Now... let's go
over that list.

Number one...

What did you mean,
if you see her? How--

Samantha.
Hi, Louise.

I-I thought you
were in Chicago.

Ahh. Well, yes.

Uh, well, uh,
I-- I was going,

but at the last minute,
we had to change our plans.

Our sitter
got sick.

Well, I thought your aunt
was sitting for you.

Oh, I'm sorry.
You better take care of that.

Take care of what?

What a shame,
Samantha.

I mean, Larry was counting
on your being there.

In fact, he suggested
that I stop by to make sure

that everything
was all right.

Oh, how sweet
of Larry.

Yes, he... is thoughtful.

Well, I'm sorry you have
to be rushing off, Louise.

I'd ask you to stay
for a cup of coffee.

Well, thanks anyway.
Some other time.

Bye.
Bye.

Wait a second.

Who said I was in a rush?

That's very good.

Isn't that amusing?

Ah, no, no.
Don't get up.

We were getting worried
about you.

We certainly were.
Well, I'm sorry,

but I had trouble getting
through to our sitter.

But you did. Oh,
yes. Everything's fine.

Good.
For the most part.

[Mr. Springer] Well, I'm
delighted you found

your little love nest
in such good order.

Meanwhile, we have a little
surprise of our own.

Haven't we, Stephens?
Yes, honey.

While you were on the phone,

Mr. Springer agreed
to renew the account.

Oh, that is a happy
surprise.

And I'm just about
to put a call through

to Larry Tate right now
and give him the good news.

Excuse me.

L-Larry Tate?

Alvin just can't wait
to tell him

how fond we are
of both of you.

Oh, ha, that's nice.

Now, what's
the matter, honey?

Nothing.

Nothing at all, Darrin.

Hm.

Hello?

Speaking.
It's Springer.

Darrin's really fouled
things up this time.

Well, hello there,
Mr. Springer.

Now, I know why
you're calling.

I just found out myself

that Stephens couldn't
bring his wife along.

His wife couldn't
make it, eh?

But I can assure you
that she was brokenhearted.

You may as well
know the worst, Tate.

Stephens had the colossal gall

to bring along some blond
he picked up.

And he introduced her
as his wife.

What?!

Mr. Springer, I-- I--
I can't believe that.

Well, frankly, that's not
the sort of man I want

to represent Springer Pet Food
to the public.

And I shouldn't think
it's the kind of man

you'd want in your employ.

Right, Mr. Springer,
on both counts.

But I hope it's not going to
affect our relationship.

Not at all.
Oh, thank you.

Because as of this moment,
our relationship has ended.

Mr. Springer. Uh, wait!
Just-- Just let--

Hello?

Ah, did you
reach Mr. Tate?

I did. I bet he flipped
when you told him.

Oh, he flipped
all right.

Mrs. Stephens, you
haven't told us

anything about
your home life.

I'm sure Mrs. Springer
would be interested.

Well, what
would you like to know?

[Samantha] Uh, we have
one child, a girl.

A very nice house.

That keeps me busy
most of the time.

Does it?

Young lady, you're
one of the coolest numbers

I've ever
run into.

I beg your pardon? It's
a little late for that now.

My dear, at the risk of
offending your delicate ears,

with the height
of gross indecency...

...this lady is not
Mrs. Stephens.

Oh!

What do you mean?

What's he
talking about?

Uh, n-now,
now, Darrin...

And don't deny it.
Tate just told me.

Huh?
The nerve!

Come along, my dear.

I'm sure you want
to go home and lie down.

Oh, yes, dear. I feel one
of my migraines coming on.

Goodbye, Mr. Stephens.

Goodbye, Miss
Whoever-You-Are.

What did he mean?
What's he talking about?

Well, sweetheart.
I think I know.

Remember when it was your
idea that I call the house?

Mm-hm.
W-well, while I was checking,

Louise dropped by.

Louise?

Dropped by?

Out there in
the phone booth?

No. In there.
In our front hall.

You mean, you--

Oh.

And Louise told Larry,
and Larry told Springer.

Oh, Sam, why didn't
you use the phone?

Well...

Oh, no. The phone.
Oh, the phone!

The phone!

Oh. Well, hello.

Well, aren't you home
a little early?

We're home
a lot early.

There was a slight
change in plans.

So slight it's
too horrible to mention.

Hello,
sweetheart.

Aunt Clara...
Darrin may lose his job.

Oh, I think that's splendid.

Oh... then you'll be able
to spend more time at home.

Oh, I'm happy for you.

And, if I have
helped in any way...

Aunt Clara...
I think maybe you'd better

take Tabatha upstairs.

Oh, yes. Ha-ha.
Come along, dear.

Oh, I just knew
this was going to be

a lucky weekend
for both of you.

Sweetheart...
she meant well.

Yeah.

You know, this may be
the best thing

that's ever happened to me.

It's time
I made a change.

Darrin... when you talked
to Larry on the phone,

he didn't come right out
and fire you, did he?

No. He's waiting until
I call him back,

then he's going to fire me.

Now, Darrin,
I know Larry.

Now, I bet he's sitting
at home right this minute,

just feeling terrible about
the whole thing.

You really think so?

Of course,
he does need me.

As a matter of fact...
I'm indispensable.

In the advertising
business,

men of my caliber are
very hard to find.

He can't afford
to fire me.

Hello?

Oh, hi, Larry.
How are you?

Did I tell you?

How's everything, Lar?

Fine, Darrin,
just fine.

Now that I've got
the Springer account back.

You got the account back?
That's terrific, Lar.

How'd you do it?
Oh, it was easy.

I just promised Springer you'd
never set foot in our office again.

Uh, wait a minute-- Wait--
Wait a minute, Larry--

So first thing tomorrow,
come in and clear out your desk,

before Springer arrives
from Chicago.

Now he wants me to come in
and clear out my desk

first thing tomorrow.
Oh, dear!

And I'm glad.
Glad?

At least we don't have to come
up with a logical explanation

of what happened
in Chicago.

That's true.

Um, sweetheart...

could I go
with you tomorrow?

What for?

W-well, I have to take, uh,

Tabatha shopping and so, uh...

Do you mind?

Okay.

Anyway, it's nice having your
loved ones with you

when you're walking
the last mile.

Oh.

Martini?

Two.
Oh.

Yes, sir.
I'll tell him, Mr. Tate.

Mr. Springer...

Mr. Tate says he'll
be down momentarily.

Huh.
About time.

[Charlie] Well, Mr. Stephens...
how are you?

How are you, Mrs.
Stephens? Fine, Charlie.

And look
who's here.

My, but you're getting
to be a big girl.

You know, Mrs. Stephens,
the way she's growing up

is enough to
scare you.

And what a doll.

Yeah, she's the spitting
image of you.

Thank you,
Charlie.

Well, I got to
get back to work.

Mr. Stephens...
Mrs. Stephens.

Goodbye.
Charlie.

Stephens! Hold it
a minute, will you?

Mr. Springer.

Then I did hear right.
This is your wife.

Believe it or not.

But I don't
understand.

Darrin, how dare you
confront Mr. Springer.

I'm sorry, sir.
I told him--

It's all right, Tate.
It's all right.

I'm just trying to clear
up a little confusion.

Oh, boy.

You mean, it's, uh,
all out in the open, huh?

I'm sorry, Sam. I-- I
tried to keep it from you.

What? Tate, I think you're
the one who's confused.

This is the Mrs. Stephens
who was in Chicago.

The real
Mrs. Stephens.

Huh? But Loui--
Louise said--

I don't understand.

Will somebody please tell
me what's going on here?

Mr. Springer...

we enjoy socializing
with my husband's clients,

not because we
feel we're obligated to,

but because we want to.

Now, my husband feels very
strongly about that.

Don't you, dear?
Uh, yes! Of course.

[Samantha] So when we created
that little misunderstanding

about who
he was with,

he thought that your
attitude was out of line,

and you didn't
deserve an explanation.

Is that a fair statement,
sweetheart?

Yes. I would say
that was very fair.

I think.

We purposely made you think
that Samantha wasn't my wife,

just to see how you'd react.

Right, Lar?
He's crazy.

They're both crazy.
My wife--

[Mr. Springer] Shut up,
Tate. I'd like to hear more.

Oh, yes. Ha-ha.
So would I.

Uh, go on Stephens,
by all means.

Uh, McMann and Tate is uh,
one of the busiest

advertising firms
in the country.

They're in demand.

And we just-- They
just don't have time, uh...

fooling around with people
who are more interested

in prying into their
employees' lives,

than in the job
they do for them.

Are you saying you
don't want my account?

Uh, he didn't say that.

Uh, you didn't say that,
did you, Darrin?

No, I'm saying
we want your account,

but we don't need it.

And that represents
your point of view, too?

Oh, no. I should say not.

Too bad. Because I think it's
a kind of a unique attitude.

Takes guts.

That's it. Guts.

Guts and imagination.

You might say that's the
hallmark of our entire backbone.

So to speak.

All I'm really saying is,
if we deliver the goods--

And I believe we have--

What else matters?

I like his style.

Put him back
on the payroll.

[Larry] He was never
really off. Ha-ha.

Oh, I was just trying to throw
a little scare into him. Ha-ha.

Thanks,
old buddy.

No, his kind
doesn't scare easily.

And I wouldn't want to have
him on the opposing side.

Mm.
Well...

it's nice to have you two

back in the Springer
Pet Food family.

And you too,
sweetheart.

Hi.

Well, I guess that cancels
our luncheon appointment, Tate.

I'd rather take
Mrs. Springer shopping.

Now, why don't we all meet
tonight at my hotel,

and we'll finalize
the deal.

Great.
Bye-bye.

See you tonight,
Mr. Springer.

All right, Tate.
Thank you.

Bye-bye.

Darrin...
forgive me.

I-I must be going
out of my mind.

No, I take it back.

It's Louise who's
going out of her mind.

Oh, now, Larry.

Don't you go
blame it on Louise.

Why not? No question
about it, she's crazy.

How could she be crazy?

She married you,
didn't she?

That's true.

Well, uh, we're going to
take Tabatha shopping.

Uh, wait a minute,
Darrin.

Why didn't you
tell me the truth?

I was testing you.

Oh!

Oh, good morning,
Aunt Clara. Sleep well?

Oh, not particularly.

I've been so worried
about that poor Mrs. Tate.

Is she
any better?

Well, I'm expecting
her over any minute.

And I think I can
straighten her out.

With a little help.

Excuse me.

I hate to impose, Serena,

but you do owe me
a favor or three.

Well, well, well.

What happened to
all your mortal values?

I thought it wasn't
nice to lie.

Well, this is just
a little white lie.

And for a good purpose.

Oh, I see.

In your mortal world, all you
need is a good reason to lie.

Yes. No!

I mean, uh...

Oh! There she is.

N-now Serena,
please cooperate.

Oh, very well.
But this settles our account.

Oh, uh... I have
to make a few changes.

Mm.

Yuck!

Aunt Clara,
if that's Louise,

I want to talk
to her alone, okay?

Hi, Louise.
Come on in.

Can't stay long.

Have to be at
the psychiatrist at 9:00.

Well, you have time
for a cup of coffee.

Good morning,
Aunt Clara.

Hi.

Aunt Clara... I think
I heard the baby cry.

You did? Well, I didn't
hear the baby cry.

Aunt Clara...

Oh! Oh, I think I hear
the baby crying.

Louise, I thought if you
dropped by here first,

you might not have to go
to the psychiatrist.

Oh, I certainly do.
Larry insists.

And frankly, after what
happened, I don't blame him.

Oh, Samantha, I just can't
apologize enough

for all the trouble
I've caused you.

Louise...

I'd like you
to meet somebody.

Come on in!

Is she...

It's my cousin,
Serena.

Do you mean, when I dropped by
here the other day that she...

That's right.

Well, why didn't you tell me
who you were?

You didn't ask me.

Uh, Louise...

I'm afraid Serena
was playing games.

When we were children, we
used to love to fool people.

And... well, Serena
would like to apologize.

Wouldn't you?

If you say so.

What a relief.

I'm going right home
and tell Larry.

Well, I'm glad it's
all cleared up.

I'll walk you
to your car.

[Serena] Good morning,
sweetheart.

Good morning.
Who was that?

Louise.

Were you able to
straighten her out?

Yes, I think she'll
be okay now.

Where's my
good-morning kiss?

Right here.
Hey!

And don't ever
try that again, Serena.