All language subtitles for Bewitched.S07E13.Sisters.at.Heart.Imprint.1080p.BluRay.FLAC2.0.H.264-BTN_track7_[eng]

Mommy, look.
I wrapped Lisa's present.

Oh, sweetheart,
that's terrific.

Now, uh,
Tabitha,

this is
the first time

that you've ever had
anyone spend the night,

and I want to
make sure

that you remember
everything I told you.

I'm supposed to share
my toys and don't fly.

No flying and no witchcraft
of any kind.

It'll be like having
a temporary sister

for a couple of days.

I wish I had
a real sister,

'cause they don't

break things
all the time.

Oh. Adam
didn't mean to

break your
jack-in-the-box.

Did you,
sweetheart?

Adam.

[Darrin] What's going on?

Oh, just a little sibling
quibbling. It'll pass.

That's them.

Have you had that talk
with Tabitha?

Yeah, I did.
Everything's fine.

Hi there. Come on in.
Hi, Darrin.

How are you, Dorothy?
Pete, good to see you.

- Hi, Lar.
- [Larry] Hi, Sam.

Hi.

And you're
Lisa.

Hello, Mr. Stephens.
It's nice meeting you.

Oh, it's nice meeting
you too, Lisa.

We're very happy you're
going to stay with us.

[Tabitha] Especially me.

Because you're
gonna be my tem, uh--

Tempor--

Uh, that's "temporary."
As in sisters.

Right.

Come on, Lisa,
I'll show you the tree.

Uh, and don't forget to
introduce Lisa to Adam.

Do I have to?

Yes.

Uh, come on in, everybody.

Oh, we haven't got time, Sam.
We gotta get to the airport.

I'll just say a last
goodbye to Lisa.

You've been saying goodbye
all the way over here.

Ha-ha.

Have fun,
sweetheart.

We'll be back
before Santa Claus comes.

Oh, Brockway called.

He wants to meet us
at the office this afternoon

to go over
the layout revisions.

I'll be there.

Good. Now, if you
land Brockway,

and Keith comes home
with the Fenmore account,

we'll really have
a white Christmas.

Uh. Watch that.

Come on. Bye, Sam.

[Samantha] Bye-bye.
[Darrin] Have a good trip.

Have a good time.

Well, shall we finish
trimming the tree?

Uh, I've got
a little work to do.

And final touches
on the, uh, Brockway layouts.

Oh, okay. Then
we'll go to the park.

How does that sound?
[Tabitha] Goody.

I'll get
my coat.

Hello?

Oh, Mr. Brockway.
How are you?

Fine, fine.

Good.

Yes, I have just put the final
touches on the layouts,

and, uh, forgive the immodesty,
but, uh, they're great.

Mother always said:

"Don't trust a man
who is modest.

He knows something."

Uh, the reason
I called you is

I'd like to postpone
our appointment

from 2 until 4:00
this afternoon.

Is that okay?

Sure. Four o'clock
is fine.

Good. See you at
the office, Stephens.

Get his address.

We have the office address.

His home address.

Mother also said:
"Never sign a contract

"without checking
a man's home life.

"Make sure there are
no skeletons

rattling around
the family closet."

I'm ready for my warm milk
and cookies now, Miss Hathaway.

Hey, you colored
her arm green.

I can't stay inside
the lines too good.

"Too well."

Too well.

You color your girl
green too.

Then they can
be sisters.

'Cause they can't be sisters
if they're different colors.

Okay.

Where did you get that idea?

The girl in the park.

She said that Lisa and me
weren't the same color,

so we couldn't be sisters.

She's a big dope.

That's not nice,
Tabitha.

She got me mad. I almost
did some magic to her.

Tabitha.

I wasn't going to
tell, Mommy.

Tell what?

Oh, uh, I-I think Adam is
up from his nap.

Uh, why don't you come upstairs
for a minute and help me?

Now?

Now.

Anyway, don't forget
we're sisters,

no matter what
anybody says.

Okay.

Hello.

Well, hello there.

Oh, my. Aren't you
a fine, great big girl?

I'll bet your mommy's
the housekeeper, right?

What housekeeper?

Uh, your mommy works here.
Or is it your papa?

My daddy works for
McMann & Tate,

a big advertising company.

Oh, he does?

Mm-hm. And Tabitha's
my sister.

We're not the same color,

but we're sisters
just the same.

Oh.

Uh, well, then you must look
like your mommy.

Uh, right?

"Splitting image," Daddy says.
You wanna see somebody?

Uh... no.

I think I've seen
enough. Heh.

Bye.

Goodbye.

Oh, no. Now look
what I did.

If you close your eyes,
I'll clean you up.

Why do I have to
close my eyes?

It's a family secret.

Okay.

Oh, boy. I didn't mean to do it,
but it's great.

Didn't mean to do what?

How'd you do that?

Well, now that we're
the same color,

we're really sisters.

So I guess I can tell you,
'cause it's a family secret.

I'm a witch.

But witches are only in stories.
You can't be a witch.

Okay, then. Explain
how you changed color.

You're a witch.

Do you ride a broom?

Witches don't ride brooms,
and they don't wear pointy hats

and have warts
on their nose.

What do you do?

I do this.

Wow. You really are a witch.

What else could you do?
Can you change you like me?

Hey, now we're sisters
the other way.

Wow. Even your own mother
wouldn't recognize you.

I didn't think of that.

Gee. Now we're not
the same anymore.

Yeah, I wish we were.
Me too.

But if I turned you white,

your mother wouldn't
recognize you.

Yeah.

I wish there was
some way.

I know a way.

Apparently, Mr. Brockway
stopped by here earlier,

and someone from
your illustrious family

made such
an impression on him

that he's decided he wants
someone else on the account.

He thinks I'm
not stable.

Darrin, Mr. Brockway

did not come by
here today.

Besides,
all my relatives

are out of town
for the holidays.

Where out of town?

The 14th century.

Far enough?

He's right.
I'm not stable.

Darrin, everything
around here today

has been as mortal
as blueberry pie.

[Tabitha] Mommy? Yes, sweetheart?

Mommy, don't
be mad.

I was just wishing and
wishing that Lisa and me

could be really,
really sisters,

and look what
happened.

Relax, sweetheart.

It isn't witchcraft.

Then what is it?

"Wishcraft."

And when I tried to change
us back, I couldn't.

Sam.
Hi.

Is everything
all right

with Tabitha and Lisa
this morning?

Everything's fine.

They slept well and ate
all their breakfast.

Now, come on, Sam.
Uh, you know what I mean.

[Tabitha] Come on, Lisa.

D-Darrin, don't panic.

Good morning, Daddy.

Good morning, dear.

Good morning,
Mr. Stephens.

Good morning, Lisa.

Can we go upstairs
and play now?

Sure.

Come on, Lisa.

Uh, you said the polka dots
would disappear by this morning.

Well, I-I have a call in
to Dr. Bombay.

I told him what
the problem is.

And the problem is?

Tabitha doesn't want
to change back.

Well, you're a bigger witch
than she is. Do something.

Well, there's nothing
I can do.

Her conscious mind
wants to obey me,

but Tabitha and Lisa
want to be sisters so badly

that her subconscious mind
won't cooperate.

How about getting through
to her little-old subconscious

with a little, old-fashioned
mortal spanking?

Darrin.

I'll get it.

Merry Christmas.

I guess you're still
a little angry about yesterday.

You're not gonna
believe this,

but I'd forgotten about it. Oh.

Larry. Oh, hi, Sam.
Merry Christmas.

Oh, thank you. Put it
under the tree.

Good.

I decided not to let Brockway
get away with this.

I want my number one man
on that account.

Since when am I back
to number one?

Ever since Ferguson
bombed out.

Darrin, we can't let
the Brockway account

out of our office.

And you're the only man who can

follow through on your layouts.

Did Brockway ever
tell you where

he got the idea
that I wasn't stable?

No. And that's my plan.

We're gonna show him
just how stable you are.

We're gonna have
the Christmas office party

here tonight.

Uh, L-Larry, we couldn't
do that.

I-I-I mean, n-not on
such short notice.

I thought of that, Sam.

The caterers will
take care of everything.

Oh, terrific.

What makes you think
Brockway will come?

Well, that's just it.

When I told him that the party
was here tonight,

he said "yes" right away.

Seemed very interested.
Almost curious.

So we're gonna
give him the works:

eggnog, Christmas carols,

the good-old Stephens'
warmth and hospitality.

And at just the right moment,
we'll tippy-toe into the nursery

to look at those
sleeping angels,

and Brockway will sign
right on the dotted line.

Uh, now, Tabitha. I want you
to close your eyes

and wish real,
real hard

that you and Lisa would
change back to normal.

I am going to
try this spell

from this book
of incantations

to counteract
Wishcraft.

Now, close 'em.

You too.

Tight.

Okay.

Warlock, wizard
Behold these tots

And hear my plea
Out, out, darn spots

Okay. You can open
your eyes.

Tabitha, are you
really trying?

I think so.

There is nothing
funny about this.

We know.

Can we finish
our game now, Mommy?

What's wrong with the game
we're playing?

I am outnumbered.

So...

I guess I'll just
have to wait

till the other part
of my team gets here:

Dr. Bombay.

Sam, what are we gonna
say to the Wilsons?

I-I've got an idea.

Uh, we'll-- We'll take
Tabitha and Adam and Lisa,

and we'll get out
of the country.

Darrin, that's
kidnapping.

Oh.

Well, if worse
comes to worse,

uh, we can always
tell them the truth.

The truth?

Sure. They understand
about minority groups.

I-I'll just
tell 'em that

I'm a witch and
so is Tabitha,

and Tabitha made
a little mistake,

and now Lisa's
polka-dotted.

You're right.

Kidnapping is
the only way.

Oh, sweetheart,
that's Larry.

A-and don't worry.

Dr. Bombay has
never let us down.

Perfect. Perfect.

This will do it.

With any luck, we'll
have Brockway signed

and gift-wrapped
for Christmas, hm?

What's keeping Sam?

Oh, uh-- Uh, she'll be
down in a minute.

Mm.

Could be him.

I'll mingle.

Howdy.
All right, Darrin.

Welcome back. What
are all the cars doing out--?

Hey. A party.

Hey. How
about that?

Oh, you shouldn't have.

But I deserve it.

Uh, this is
the office party.

I-it got
transferred here.

Oh.

Here, let me
take that.

Where's Lisa?

Uh, she's upstairs, asleep.

Oh, I'll take a look.

No, no.
I mean, uh--

Uh, Larry.

The Wilsons
are here.

Excuse me.

Larry!
Welcome back, you two.

How you doing?
What's the good news?

[Italian accent] The
good news, she's-a good.

I knew you would
do it.

Come on, come on.
I wanna hear

every exquisite economic detail.
Excuse us.

I'll only go up a minute.
Yeah, no.

Uh-- Uh--

I mean...

I-- I have to tell you
something first.

Is something wrong?
No, no.

Uh, the doorbell.
Ah-heh.

I'll, uh, answer
the doorbell first,

and, uh, then I'll
take you upstairs.

Okay.

Yeah.

Well, M-Mr. Brockway,
good evening.

Good evening,
Stephens.

I, uh-- I trust there's
no hard feelings.

No. No. Oh, say,

I'd like you to meet--
And this must be Mrs. Stephens.

I met your little
girl yesterday.

By George, Stephens,
you're right.

She is the spitting image
of her mommy.

Uh--

I want you to
give this to her

uh, from me.

And, uh, I brought this one
for the other little girl.

Uh, Tabitha, isn't it?

And I-- I brought this
for the little boy.

I wasn't quite sure whose side
of the family he takes after,

so I thought I'd just
play it safe.

Uh, by the way,

I want you two to know
that I am for you.

Someday what you're doing
will be accepted, I guess.

But by George,

it sure takes a lot of guts.

Say, I think
I'll get me

some of that eggnog,
all right? Heh-heh.

Yes, sir. Guts.

What was that
all about?

He thinks you and I
are married.

Where'd he get
that idea?

Lisa must have answered the door
when he came by yesterday.

So?

So she probably said

that she and Tabitha
were sisters.

Are they still
going through that?

Which is why
we're in this mess.

I could tell
something was wrong.

Darrin, I want to see
Lisa right now.

Uh, here you are.
Come on.

I want you
to meet someone.

Not till I see Lisa.
Oh, worrier.

Come on. It'll
only take a minute.

Okay, Tabitha. I have
the cure from Dr. Bombay,

and you don't even
have to try to try.

Cat's paw
Dragon's claw

Combine in
Delicate maneuver--

Wow. This is better
than television.

Lisa, we mustn't speak in
the middle of an incantation.

Sorry.

[Darrin] Sam.
Cat--

Keith and Dorothy
just arrived.

And Dorothy's
on her way up here.

Mommy and Daddy
are here?

Yeah-- S-so
we'd better hurry.

But if you
take away the dots,

we won't be
sisters anymore.

Tabitha, you can be sisters
without looking alike.

But that girl
in the park said

that Lisa and me
can't be sisters

'cause I'm white
and she's black.

That's right, Mrs. Stephens.
That's what she said.

Well, she was wrong.

Now, sisters are girls
who share something.

Usually, the same
parents.

But if you share
other things--

Good feelings,
friendship, love

the way
you two do,

well, that makes you
sisters in another way.

Actually, all men
are brothers,

even if they're girls.

Well, I guess Mama
would be kind of upset

to see the polka dot.

Kind of.

I think they're
ready now.

Okay, Tabitha.

Okay, Mommy.

But remember,
we'll still be sisters,

and you'll
come visit.

All the time. This is
better than Disneyland.

Boy, that was
fun.

Yeah.
Mm-hm.

There she is.

Hi, Lisa.

Hi.
Hi.

Tabitha. How are you?
Fine.

Do you mind, uh,
equal time?

Hi, Daddy.
Hi, baby.

How are you?

Fine. I had
the best time.

- And guess what?
- [Keith] What?

Mrs. Stephens
is a witch,

and so is
Tabitha.

But they're
good witches.

That's right,
honey.

And you're our good
little fairy.

Then, you mean it is
not a mixed marriage?

That's what you thought? Yes.

But now that you know
the truth,

you want Darrin
back on the account.

Of course.

Excuse me.
I just want to

make sure
it's me talking.

It's me, all right.

Mr. Brockway, find
yourself another agency.

We're not
interested.

You're not
interested--?

Huh. Y-you mean,
you're turning down

a million-dollar account?

Believe me, I'm more
surprised than you are.

You've got to be
kidding me, Tate.

Nobody turns down
a million-dollar contract.

Anyhow, you've got me
all wrong.

Regarding the
house rule against witchcraft...

I'm full of
holiday cheer,

so if you get
the right cue...

Why, uh, some of my best
friends are Negroes.

Why, I'd be the--

You all right?

Huh?

What's going on here?

What's the matter?

Is this some kind of a...

joke?

What--?

Why... I-I think

I'd better be--
Be going now.

I'm... feeling
a little strange.

Eh--

What was that all about?

I don't know.

But I think Mr. Brockway

is dreaming of
a black Christmas.

Here's
the last one.

And it's
for Lisa.

Thank you.
Ha-huh.

Excuse me.
Here you are.

Oh. Mr. Brockway,
this is a surprise.

Merry Christmas.

M-Merry Christmas.

Uh--

I should have called
before I came over, but...

I was afraid you'd say no.

I had a very...

sleepless night
last night, and...

well, I-I just had to
come over.

Come in.

Thank you.

Oh, uh...

I don't want
to intrude.

Come in.

Well, uh, everybody,
look who's here.

Uh, merry Christmas.
Oh. Mr. Brockway.

Merry Christmas.

Tabitha, uh, why don't you
and Lisa take Adam upstairs?

Y-you can play up there
for a while, okay?

Come on, sweetheart.

You can take your blocks.
Go on. Go on.

I told Mrs. Stephens
I didn't want to intrude...

uh, but I've got something
I'd like to say...

to all of you.

A peculiar thing happened
to me here last night.

The equivalent
of 20 years

on the
psychiatrist's couch.

I discovered something
about myself.

I found out I'm a racist.

A racist?

Oh, not the obvious,

out-in-the-open
type of racist.

Not me. No, I was a...

sneaky racist.

I was so sneaky, I didn't
even know it myself.

A very smart man said:

"To adequately
define the problem

is the first step
toward solving it."

Well...

I've defined it.

And I'd like to apologize
for that other thing. That...

That misunderstanding.

There's really
no apology necessary.

Thank you.

Well, I...

guess I'll be going.

Before dinner?

What?

Mr. Brockway...

you are invited to stay
for Christmas dinner.

Thank you, Mrs. Stephens.
I'd like that very much.

Stephens... I wish
I could talk you

into coming back
on my account.

This is Christmas,
Mr. Brockway.

Business can wait.

I'll tell you, Mr. Brockway,

a lot depends on
how you do at dinner.

Hm?

We're having
integrated turkey:

white meat and dark.

Okay, come on.
Eggnog for everybody.

Let-- Let me
have your coat.

Oh, thank you.
And your hat.

Thank you very much.
Here we go. Excuse me.

Merry Christmas.