All language subtitles for Newhart - S01E10

Hey, Dick, look alive.

I thought I was.

Oh, I mean,
we have a guest.
Oh.

Say hello
to Mrs. Dannon.

Hi there.
Hello.

She doesn't have
a reservation,

but I told her
we don't have
any guests anyway.

We've only been
open a few weeks.

Seems longer. That's
because the place
is usually empty.

I know this is really
short notice, but I'll take
whatever you have available.

Fine.
As long as it's
your best room.

Right.

Oh, honey, I would
like you to meet
Mrs. Dannon.

This is
my wife Joanna.

Hello.
Hello.

I just gave her our room.

You're kidding.
Yes.

George, why don't you
take Mrs. Dannon's bags
up to Room 5?

How much
do I owe you?

Let me think now.

Driving over to get you
and then you were late,

and making a couple
of stops for you
on the way back

and pretty much blowing
the whole morning,

$2.

Thank you.
I don't have
change for a 10.

Well, that's your tip.
Oh.

Well, in that case,
you can skip
the $2.

George...

I understand
Leslie Vanderkellen
works here.

Do you
know Leslie?

My husband and I
have been friends
of her family for years.

She's been like
a daughter to us.

Maggie Dannon?

Is that her?
Yes.

Leslie!

It's so good
to see you.

I haven't seen
you in years.

I'd have known
you anywhere.

You look great.
What are you doing here?

Just a little holiday.
You know how hectic
Washington is.

Where's David?
In Washington.

Maggie's husband
is Senator Dannon.

Senator David Dannon?
Really? I am
a big fan of his.

I think you're married
to one of the most

distinguished
and charismatic men
in America.

Looks like you two
have a lot in common.

Anyway, I needed a break
from all the state dinners
and cocktail parties,

so when your parents
told me you worked
at the Stratford Inn,

I just grabbed
the first plane out.

Actually, it was
two planes and a train
and a bus.

I guess we're
a little hard to get to
from Washington.

But we're
glad you made
the effort.

I just wish
David could have
gotten away, too.

I dug out some
pictures I thought
you'd like to see.

Here's a picture
of you on a
horsy-back ride

when you were
two years old.

Isn't that cute?

Who's the guy
on his hands
and knees?

Prince Philip.

I didn't
really know him,
I just rode him.

Look,
this is David.

He was taking me
on a tour of
the White House.

What an
incredible life
it must be there.

Where?

Washington.

Great state,
majestic forests,
delicious apples.

Not the state,
the capital.

Olympia,
where they make the beer,
one of my favorite cities.

Washington, D.C.

Lincoln Memorial,
Washington Monument,
sailing on the Potomac.

Who is this man?

Kirk Devane,
next-door neighbor
and beloved friend.

This is Maggie Dannon.
Her husband is
Senator David Dannon.

I voted for him.

Senator Dannon doesn't
represent Vermont.

I wrote him in,
I thought he could handle
more than one state.

Nice picture.
Who's the stiff in the tux?

Senator Dannon.

Nice shoes.

You and the senator
certainly do make
a handsome couple.

If you'll excuse me,
I think I'd better
go to my room.

(CRYING) I'm sorry.

Oh.

LESLIE: Maggie,
what's wrong?

Listen,
it's all right,
it's all right.

Dick...

Really, it's okay.
Whatever it is,
it's okay.

Hmm?

Um...

(STAMMERING)
You know,
take it easy.

Thank you.

Maggie,
whatever it is,
you can tell us.

It's okay, Leslie,
this is my specialty.

Now, what's biting you?

I walked out on
my husband this morning.

And?

I think that's it,
Kirk.

Right.

You left David?
Maggie, why?

Because I'm no longer
a part of his life.

As far as he's concerned,
I'm just a useless appendage,
invisible.

You don't really
believe that.

Don't I?

I left him a note
this morning,

telling him where I'd gone
and not to follow me

because I never
want to see him again.

I'm just praying to God
when he finds it,
he comes and gets me.

He's probably
on his way right now.

It's gonna be fine.
Don't worry about anything.

Right.

He's wonderful.

Maggie? May I
call you Maggie?

Yes.

May I call you Maggs?

No.

If there's anything
you need, I'm just
a phone call away.

If you need a hand
to hold or a shoulder
to cry on,

a warm body
to cling to.

By the way, Leslie,
this doesn't mess up
anything between you and me.

What are you doing?

They asked me
to write a description
of the inn

for the travel guide
to New England.

Terrific.

Now, this is just
the first draft,
but see what you think.

Okay.

"Nestled in a grove
of majestic maples,

"just a stone's throw
from the ivy-covered halls
of Dartmouth University

"lies the authentic
colonial comfort
of the Stratford Inn.

"Your jolly and congenial
hosts are well-known author,
Dick Loudon,

"and his wife Joanna."

"And his wife Joanna"?

What's wrong with that?

Sounds like
"and his dog Spot."

How about "well-known author
Dick Loudon and his
jolly wife Joanna"?

How about
"his ticked-off wife Joanna"?

George, what are
you doing?

I'm gonna set up these chairs
in the dining room.

What for?

For the press conference.

What press conference?

The one Mrs. Dannon is having
in the dining room.

Maggie, are you sure
you want to do this?

It's not what
I want to do, Leslie.
It's what I have to do.

What's going on here?

Maggie is holding
a press conference.

I don't understand.

Well, if my note
didn't do any good,
maybe he'll notice I'm gone

when I announce our divorce
on the 6:00 news.

Divorce?

I tried to talk to her,
but her mind's made up.

Leslie, would you please
see about the hors d'oeuvres?

Maggie, divorce is so final.

Joanna, this really isn't
any concern of ours.

At least consider
a trial separation.

That way you'd
have some time
to work things out.

This really isn't
any of our business.

Or try a marriage
counselor.

We had some friends
in New York and...

Joanna?
What, Dick?

Could I talk to you
for a minute?

Excuse me.

What?
What are you doing?

I'm just expressing
a little compassion

for a fellow
human being,
that's all.

Well, stop it.

Excuse me, is this
the press conference
for Maggie Dannon?

Yes, hello,
you must be a reporter.

I'm Maggie Dannon.
Let me get you
a glass of champagne.

Hi, I'm John Fergus.

I'm Dick Loudon.
This my wife Joanna.

Hello.

You're the people
that bought the inn.

I've been meaning
to write an article about you
for the Home Section.

Really?

Yes, can you tell me
a little about the place?

Well...

(CLEARS THROAT) It's...

"It's nestled
in a grove
of majestic maples,

"just a stone's
throw from..."

Looks like you're
the first to arrive.

I guess the others
will be here shortly.

Who would that be?

The other reporters.

I think I'm it.

What do you mean?

I called the television
and radio station, too.

No, what you called is
the television
and radio shop,

which I also run
when I'm not being
the only local reporter.

This isn't a little
small-town humor, is it?

I don't think it is.

I don't know why I thought
there would be
more press here.

I think, for that,
you'd need the senator.

(SIGHS)

Isn't that
the story of my life?

Did I say
something wrong?

No, I think she's
just a little upset
right now.

Maybe this isn't
a good time.

I've got
a feeling
you're right.

Besides,
that's what I hate about
the newspaper business,

writing about
people's personal problems.

Thanks for understanding.

Sure. Well,
I've got TVs
to fix anyway.

He doesn't notice me
when I'm there.

He doesn't notice me
when I'm not there.

Maggie, you know
he cares about you.

Listen, why don't we
go for a walk
and talk about it?

It'll make you
feel better.

I've run out of ways
to get through to him.

I just don't know
what to do anymore.

That poor woman.
I know.

Dick, you have got to
call her husband.

You want me to call
a United States senator?

I mean, he's possibly one
of the most powerful men
in the country.

I mean, I probably
couldn't reach him anyway,
and even if I could,

I'm not going to
interrupt him and tell him
about some marital problem.

I'm sorry, Joanna,
just forget it.

As long as you're
gonna look like that...

Yes, hello, I'm trying
to get in touch with
Senator Dannon.

Yeah, my name
is Dick Loudon
and I'm calling...

Dick Loudon.

And I'm calling
from the Stratford Inn
in Vermont.

Well, I'm aware that
the senator doesn't
represent Vermont.

Would you just tell him
it's about his wife
and it's very important?

Thank you.

I'm on hold.

I mean, I told you
this wasn't gonna work.
He's probably in a meeting...

Yes, sir,
Senator Dannon.

I hope I'm not
interrupting
anything important.

I am.

Well, then, let me get
right to the point.

Yes, I'll hold.

He really sounds busy.
I can hear phones ringing,
people moving...

Yes, sir, still here.

I run the Stratford Inn
in Vermont and I'm calling
about your wife.

Maggie Dannon,
that's right.

Well, sir, I don't know
if I should be the one
to tell you this,

but it looks like
your wife has left you.

No, I won't hold.

I'm on hold.

(SIGHS)

Hello?

No, I can't put her
on the phone.
She's out walking.

Well, I think what
you should do is

get up here
as soon as possible

and straighten
this thing out.

Fine.

We'll see you then.

Vermont, that's right.

When's he coming?

Day after tomorrow.

Well, I'm proud
of you anyway.

That was a strong
and courageous thing
for you to do.

You made me do it.

I want to apologize to
both of you for my behavior
a few minutes ago.

I'm feeling
much better now.

I think the fresh air
did some good.

We've got some
great news for you.

Dick called your husband,
and he's coming up.

When?

Day after tomorrow.

Oh.

Well, I'm glad he could
fit me into his schedule.

Well, it really
wasn't anything like that.
He sounded really busy.

Whether he was or not,
it doesn't matter

because I'm not going to
see him anyway.

I really want to thank you
for getting me
involved in this.

Who'd like
more coffee?

I would.
I'll have some.

I'll get dessert.

Guess tomorrow's
the big day, huh?

The day after
tomorrow, George.

Ah.

I still don't know
about David
coming up here.

Maggie,
we've talked about this.
It's gonna be fine.

Oh, sure.
Men can be cruel and callous
and totally indifferent.

Then when you
call them on it,
they think a simple hug

and "How are you?"
is all we need to have
everything back to normal.

I know.
I hate that about men.

Me, too.

Well, not to change
the subject. What did
you girls do today?

We didn't do anything.
I cried all day.

I cried at the antique shop,
I cried at the covered bridge.

I cried over coffee
at the bakery.

I ruined everything,
didn't I?

No, not at all.
I enjoyed it.

Well,
not to change the subject.
The meal was delicious.

Yes, it was.
Thank you.

Wasn't it great?
They call it meatloaf.

I'll have to
remember that name.

The best way to do that is,
instead of a loaf of bread,
think of a loaf of meat.

It's so quiet here.
So tranquil.

Nothing but
the wind in the trees.

That's really all there is.
The wind and the trees.

Do any cars ever go by?

It's really very peaceful,
though.

If you were
sick and screaming,
could anyone hear you?

Well, it wouldn't matter.
There are no hospitals
around here.

Vermont must be
quite a change
from Washington.

(SIGHING CONTENTEDLY)

Yes, we do have
wonderful parties,

the best food,
the finest wines.

I love everything about it.
Except David, of course.

You don't mean that.

I know.

So, tomorrow's
the big day, huh?

The day after tomorrow.

Ah.

He does have a tendency
to sweep me off my feet.

Who's that?

Her husband.

Ah.

He can talk me
into anything.

I guess that's what
scares me about facing him.

If there's anything
we can do to help...

I don't think
there is.

If you could both be
in the room with me...

Don't you see?
David is so strong.

With you two there,
maybe I would finally

have the courage
to stand up to him,

strip him bare, emotionally.

You know, like they do
in those encounter groups

where they just end up
with two naked souls,

trembling and in tears?

Well, we'll be happy
to be there.
Won't we, Dick?

Giddy.

Well, one way
or another, I guess
we'll know tomorrow.

"...well-known author,
Dick Loudon,

"and his voluptuous wife,
Joanna."

Well, today's the day.

Dick. Honey.

Do you think
I'm overdressed?

If you're
getting married, no.

When a member of
the Senate pays a visit,

I don't think there's
anything wrong with
dressing for the occasion.

Well, look at Leslie.
She isn't dressed
to impress anybody.

Thanks, Dick.

No, I mean, you're just
dressing appropriately.

Well, I think
I'm dressed appropriately.

I mean, he is an elected
government official.

There are some people
who still respect the office
and dress accordingly.

Okay, I'll go change.

How's my Maggie doing?

She's nervous.
We're trying to
leave her alone.

We think
the fewer people
around, the better.

I hear you.

Hello, everyone.
How do I look?

Like a vision.

Fabulous.

Fine.

He always knows
just what to say.

Now, when David comes,
should I be upstairs
or downstairs?

Wherever you feel
most comfortable.

Right.

Upstairs.
I'll make an entrance.
You call me when he comes.

I think he's coming.

David!

Leslie! Is that you?
I can't believe it.
You're all grown up.

It's good to see you.

I just wish it could
have been under
better circumstances.

Where's Maggie?

Maggie?

Oh, hi!

It's good
to see you.

It's nice of you
to drop by.

I've been worried
about you ever since
you left Sunday.

Saturday.

Whenever you left.

I've hardly been
able to think
about anything else

since someone
called and told me
you were gone.

That was me.

Was it? Great, thanks.

Hello.

Oh, David.
I want you to
meet some people

that I've grown to love
over the past few days.

Dick and Joanna.

Dick and Joanna.
Wonderful.

Nice to meet you,
Senator.

And Kirk.

Wonderful.

Senator, if you
want to be alone,

you're welcome
to use my study.

Oh, no,
I want both of you
in there.

If you don't want
a crowd, you know,
we understand.

I want whatever
Maggie wants.

I want both of you
in there.

Do you want me in there?

No.

Well, into
the lion's den,
so to speak.

Hope everything
works out for them.

I mean, I've known them
for so long, they're kind of
like second parents to me.

Hmm.

I know what you mean.
I feel the same way
about my folks.

Maggie,
come back to me.

Okay.

Fine. Anybody want coffee?

Wait a minute!
I thought you two
were going to talk.

They talked.
It's settled. Let's go.

No. There were
things Maggie wanted
to say to him.

That's right,
there were.
What were they?

Well, that you
were feeling ignored.

Oh, right. I was.

Sorry, I didn't
mean to ignore you.

I know you didn't.

It wasn't only that.

You also said
that you felt

that he was insensitive
and self-centered.

Did I?
Did you?

Well, maybe I did.

Well, if I was,
I'm sorry.

I know you are.

Who takes
cream and sugar?

I wasn't too
insensitive though.

Who said
too insensitive?

And there was more.
Dick, help me here.

Joanna, you know
how uncomfortable
I feel about doing this.

No, Dickie,
if there's something
you remember,

I'd really like
to hear it.

Well, she did mention
something about being
a useless appendage.

Uh-huh.

And she mentioned
something about

not being able to
get your attention.

I see.

Oh, and...

She mentioned something
about feeling invisible.

I think I get
the point, Dick.
Okay.

Maggie,
if I've neglected you,

if I haven't paid you
enough attention,

I apologize
with all my heart.

Oh, David.

I knew when I married you
that politics was the most
important thing in your life.

I guess all I really want
to know is that
I'm number two.

Oh, Maggie.

Of course
you're number two.

You've always been
number two.

And you always will be.

Now go pack your bags.

I'll be ready in a minute.
I just want to
say goodbye to...

George and Leslie.
Right. George and Leslie.

I'll keep the car
running out front.

Okay.

What can I say?
Am I a lucky guy?

Damn lucky.

Senators, innkeepers.

We've all got
the same problems,
don't we?

Hey, we're people.
People helping people.

That's what this country
is all about.

Oh.

Thank you. Goodbye.

You know, Dick,
he may have
a lot of faults,

and I know
he may not be

the most sensitive man
I've ever met,

but I really had
the feeling
at the end there

that he was
being sincere.

I'm sure he was.

He slipped me 10 bucks.