All language subtitles for Head.Of.The.Class.S01E04_2

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The question remains,
why, in 1945

the British voters chose..

[banging on door]

[sighs]
Sorry, I'm late, sir.

This isn't late, Janice.
Think of it as early for lunch.

It wasn't my fault.
The subway stalled.

We were all trapped in the dark
for 40 minutes.

Luckily, I had my cello.

Can you believe
not one person knew the words

to "Kommt Eine Schlangen
Bershka Gangen."

That's why I keep out
of the subway.

Gangs and cellists.

Yeah, let's get back
to the British elections.

Now, in 1945, the voters
chose to reject Churchill.

A man who, earlier, they
perceived to have won the war.

Uh, excuse me, Mr. Moore.

Churchill didn't win the war,
a computer won the war.

I can think of a number
of veterans' organizations

that would argue with that.

But Colossus made
a major contribution.

"Colossus?" The movie starring
Victor Mature?

[laughing]

No.

Colossus was the first
electronic computer ever built.

They used it to break
the enemy code.

That's what made the difference.

No, the people that built

the computer
made the difference.

See, people build machines.

Machines build machines.

People build machines
to build machines.

Should I put that
on the board for ya?

You're right.
He is resisting it.

Resisting what?

Admit it, Mr. Moore,
you get weirded out

every time we talk
about computers.

No. It's not talking about them,
it's talking to them.

Naming them. Good morning, Fred.
Good morning, Wilma.

No, no, no, no.
That's Fred, this is Wilma.

- How do you tell them apart?
- You have to lift them up.

He is computer phobic.

I am not computer phobic.

I realize that computers
have a place in our world

which in my case

seems to be to
screw up my phone bills

scratch my plane reservations
and scramble my bank statements.

Well, just because of
a few little inconveniences

you're ready to trash
the miracle of our time?

Yeah, you know, in a few years,
computers will take us

to places like Jupiter.

Yes, and my baggage
will be on Mars.

Mr. Moore, you're overreacting.

Really? Wha-what about baseball?

Now, we have a computer
in the dugout that tells us

Dave Winfield can bat 300
against pitchers named Al.

So, what is wrong with that?

Well, it doesn't leave room for
characters like Yogi Berra.

Here's a guy who once said,
"Baseball is fifty percent luck

"fifty percent physical

and the other ten percent
is mental."

But, Mr. Moore,
that doesn't make any sense.

But it's baseball. It's human.

Computers are for banking

which brings me back
to my bank statement.

Well, I think
what Mr. Moore is saying

is that
for the sake of efficiency

well, we're losing a little bit
of our humanity.

Exactly. Thank you, Simone.

But you're wrong.

[bell ringing]

Look, I don't know how
this degenerated

into a discussion
about computers

but we are a history class

and tomorrow,
we're gonna keep talking

about real, live dead people.

Okay, Mr. Moore, but you really
should give Wilma a try.

Many teachers have
come to enjoy

the wonderful
world of word processing.

Thank you, Dennis, but, uh,
this is my word processor.

I've been using it for years.

This is the entry mode. Delete.

And, uh, if it goes down

I just buy another dozen,
they're cheap.

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- Hi.
- Hi.

Oh, no. I hate it
when this happens.

An anonymous love note.

Ooh, let me see.

"Turn me on, my teacher

"every day you do.

"Light me up with wisdom

from the soul of you."

[laughs]

Charlie, there's more.

I'll go and show this to Carol.

Why-why don't
we just turn on the PA

and read it to the whole school?

Oh, Charlie, I'm very sorry.

So, what are you
gonna do about it?

Uh, poetry. It's Simone.

I think it's best to stop
these things before they start.

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(Alan)
'Churchill was elected
prime minister'

'again in 1951.'

'And during his years
out of office'

'he wrote his series
of six books'

on World War II.

If he'd had a word processer

he could've written
twelve books.

Yeah, and Moses could've written
the "Twenty Commandments."

Sorry to interrupt,
uh, but not very.

I just have a little cue
I want to inform the class on.

Well, congratulations.
Which country?

Please save your jokes
for someone

who thinks you're funny.

- Big news, gang.
- A hush falls over the crowd.

I have secured three entire
pages of the yearbook

exclusively for
my honors program.

I need a biography
from each of you

to go next
to your color photographs.

(Jawaharlal)
'You're a wonderful person,
Dr. Samuels.'

The only other color photograph

in the entire yearbook
is of Mrs. Candlish.

That's because she died.

Sensitive gesture,
Dr. Samuels.

So, fill out these forms.

I need them ASAP or sooner.

1250 BC, Alan?

The Trojan War.

First person to calculate
the circumference of the earth?

- The big A?
- Ptolemy.

145 AD.

A well-oiled machine.

[chuckles]

Name, age, clubs,
hobbies, awards.

This is exciting stuff, guys.

Don't forget to list
your shoe size.

That's the way
Dr. Samuels wants it.

Well, uh, let me rephrase that.

I-if we don't it
Dr. Samuels' way, he'll kill us.

But what about how you feel?

I mean, the stuff
that's exciting to you.

Like what?

Well, Dennis, if you
could speak to the entire world

what would you say?

Let's work together to help stop
the spread of country music?

Okay. Uh, Alan?

What's your favorite movie?

"Cattle Queen of Montana."

Yeah, that's
when President Reagan

was real young and vibrant.

Uh, Janice, what's your
dream in life?

To colonize another planet

entirely out of Lego's.

Interesting.

You see, uh,
that's the real person.

Of course, if that's
too radical for you

you can always do it
in the old, dull way.

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'Okay, don't forget, tomorrow'

women in the workforce
during the war, post-war years.

And, Simone, I need to see you
for a moment.

Oh, of course.

Have a seat, please.

Simone, uh, one of
your greatest gifts

is, uh,
your romantic vision of life.

I think it comes through
very clearly in your poetry.

You know what I mean?

Poetry..

...as a means of communication.

Oh, yeah.

- "Give me a kiss."
- What?

"And to that kiss a score

"and then to that twenty,
add a hundred more.

A thousand to that hundred.
So kiss on."

- Simone.
- Robert Herrick.

- English, 17th century.
- Right.

[laughs]

Well, y-y-you have
a wonderful quality, Simone

and I hope it's something
you never, ever lose.

Well, Robert Lowell said

"We poets in our youth
begin in sadness.

Thereof, in the end, come
despondency and madness."

Correct. Uh, Simone..

You see, sometimes, we-we tend
to put people we admire

up on a pedestal.

Now, when I was in junior high

I-I had a teacher
named Ms. Barrenger

and I was convinced that
I was in love with her.

'I think you know
what I'm saying.'

Pablo Neruda said it.

"I could write
the saddest poem tonight--"

No, no.
That's not what I'm saying.

[sighs]

Does this look familiar?

- Huh, yes.
- Oh.

The rhyme scheme looks familiar.

Blank, A, blank, A.
On the simple trochaic rhythm--

No, no, no. It's not a test,
Simone. Thank you very much.

I-I was just having trouble
placing this poem

and, uh, thought maybe
you were the person to ask.

Oh, well,
it's not any major poet.

I mean,
"Turn me on, my teacher?"

Uh, I'd try either
a Hallmark Card

or maybe Luther Vandross.

Luther Vandross.

Good.

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Well, did you nip it
in the bud?

Wrong bud.

Where do these notes
come from anyway?

Oh, the office computer

which a basic, love-sick
teenager can program

from any terminal
in the building.

That's great.

That narrows it down
to about 1200 girls.

Unh-unh. Only your honors
program users in first period.

That narrows it down to five.

Make it four.

I only have one note.

Make it two.
This is getting serious.

You know,
I've been here before

and the worst thing you can do
is ignore this.

"How long I searched my memory

"for one as worldly wise
as thee

"but ended his love's calculus

for I know
there's a place for us."

Yeah, last line
sounds familiar.

Yes, it sounds like a song
from "West Side Story."

Well, maybe that's a hint.
Maybe she's into musical comedy.

Bernadette, "West Side Story"
is hardly a comedy.

I mean, almost everyone dies.
Bernardo, Riff, Tony.

Only one left alive is..

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Maria, one of
your greatest gifts

is your, your unique vision
of the human condition.

And it's something that
I hope you never, ever lose.

Yeah, so?

But sometimes we put those
we admire up on pedestals--

Oh, how'd you know?

I have, uh, you know,
call it a gift.

A sixth sense for these things.

You know, it's like you're
so in touch with your feelings

you get to see
right through me, right?

Maria, when I was
in junior high

I had a teacher named
Ms. Barrenger and--

- And you loved her, right?
- Right.

And you didn't know
how to tell her, right?

- Right.
- Oh, my God!

That's exactly how I feel.

- I think I'm in love..
- Maria..

With David.

- David?
- Of course, David.

Who'd you think
I was talking about?

Well, I-I-I didn't know
the guy's name.

I-I sensed there was somebody.

David Markowitz
isn't just somebody.

He's only the most
incredible looking guy

in the whole entire
senior class.

[sighs]

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

I mean, I don't even think
he knows I'm alive.

I mean, I know
he knows I'm alive

but I don't think
he's happy about it.

Hey, Maria, uh

if there's anything
I can do to help, uh..

You know, sometimes when a girl
wants a boy to notice her

she sends him a note.

A note?

Mr. Moore,
that is so Darlene.

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- 'Morning, Mr. Moore.'
- Morning, Janice.

Okay, Mr. Moore, this is funny.

[chuckles]

How many computer programmers
does it take

to change a light bulb?

I give up, Dennis. How many?

It can't be done.

It's a hardware problem.

[laughs]

Oh, you don't get it, do you?

I'll explain it later.

That's a super jacket,
Mr. Moore.

You look really hot.

Well, not at all, Darlene.
Uh, it's linen, it breathes.

When I say hot,
I mean, you know, cool.

I really admire
the way you dress.

- Darlene--
- Yeah, me too.

At your age, you got guts.

Well, so how are we,
uh, this morning, all of us?

Uh, Mr. Moore,
I-I started my bio.

- Is this what you meant?
- I don't know, let's hear it.

[Arvid clears throat]

"Arvid thinks of himself
as the floating variable

"riding the surf
of advanced algebra

trying to find
the perfect geometric waveform."

[chuckles]

I-I like it, Arvid.
I mean, it's the right idea.

I'm learning more about you.

Mr. Moore,
I see what you're going for.

This could be interesting.

Mr. Moore always
has great ideas.

This is so dumb.
Who can't do this?

- Uh, so, uh, do it.
- No..

[clamoring]

At age five,
I was the leader of my own gang.

No, really. We robbed liquor
stores with low accounts.

At age six,
I was back in prison.

It was good to see ma again.

That isn't what you meant,
is it?

I mean, he said all lies.

Well, it's okay because
sometimes a lie tells you

more about a person
than the truth.

That's a really good answer,
Mr. Moore.

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...in everything you do

and it's something I hope
you never ever lose.

But sometimes, we put people
we admire up on pedestals.

I think I know what it is
you're talking about.

I'm so glad.

Well, it's something I've had
to deal with my whole life.

It's part of being, well, let's
just say, extremely attractive.

Men fall for me.

But I know that they're only
falling for what I represent.

Oh, um, actually, Darlene, I--

A physical
and intellectual ideal.

Something that
they can never, ever have.

So, I try to let them down easy,
Mr. Moore.

But sometimes, yes.

I can be...cruel.

Cruel?

Look, Mr. Moore,
I am flattered, I am.

But you're gonna
have to forget it.

Darlene!

Mr. Moore.

I just wanted
to tell you that

you have a romantic quality
in life

and it's something
I hope you never ever lose.

What?

Well, I just wanted
to be the one to say it first.

- Excuse me?
- Oh, the notes.

Well, I was next on your list,
wasn't I?

Well, I just wanted
to tell you

I'm not the one
who wrote them either.

So, uh, you know
about the notes?

Well, we all do,
and we know who wrote them.

- Who?
- Well, I can't tell you.

But don't lose heart, Mr. Moore
you will figure it out.

Yeah. I mean,
the only one left is Janice.

Janice?

- Hi, Mr. Moore.
- Hi, Janice.

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(Mr. Samuels)
'Mr. Moore?'

- Yes, sir.
- Mr. Moore.

I read these kooky bios
from my honors class

a-and I don't recognize anyone.

Well, perhaps you should
get to know them better.

What did you tell them?

I told them to have fun.

This isn't a ski trip,
Mr. Moore, it's an assignment.

Who cares if Simone thinks

she was Balzac
in her former life?

Well, I thought
that was pretty creative.

I don't want creativity.

I want clubs, I want
achievements, I want prizes.

Well, don't give up hope.

Your life isn't over yet.

You sure know
how to handle the big guy.

- Part of the job.
- Hmm.

Oh, what's happening
with the mystery groupie?

Well, actually,
the mystery is solved.

It seems it's little Janice.

Janice?

Oh, you got a problem.

I mean, what do you say
to a ten-year-old genius

to let her down easy?

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(Moore)
'Thanks for coming in early,
Janice.'

I, I really don't know
how to say this.

Is it a big word like
"Polytetrafluoroethylene?"

- Just say "Teflon."
- No.

Uh, well, I-I-I
don't know how to..

I-I'm trying to say that

you're-you're
starting to grow up.

Yeah, I'm 4'8 and a half.
That's 1.4351 meters.

No, I-I meant, emotionally.

I mean, you're practically
a teenager

and you know how they get.

Yeah, pimples, braces and then
they expect you to kiss them.

Maybe I'll get lucky
and die first.

I'll start again.

Janice..

'...you're a very nice
little girl.'

You've got a wonderful life
ahead of you.

You're very special,
and someday you'll meet someone

and you won't even
remember my name.

I'm a genius.
How could I forget "Moore?"

Okay, let me put this
as sensitively as I can.

Have you been sending me
love notes?

Barf-O-Rama.

Me? You thought it was me?

Well, call me crazy, but--

Maybe someday I wouldn't mind
going out with an older man.

Once I start going out, that is.

But not with an old man.

Okay, okay,
so you didn't write it?

No.

But you know who did?

Yeah.

- I suppose you can tell me?
- No.

Why me?

Maybe I can help.

Where have the messages
been coming from?

Uh, from the main computer
in the principal's office.

Okay, we'll start there.

If we access
the computer's memory

and trace each note
to its source terminal--

Thanks, Janice,
but, uh, I think

a human problem deserves
a human solution.

- You wanna do it the hard way?
- Hmm.

I'll give you a hint.
It's not a student.

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If this is your idea of a joke,
it's in bad taste.

Now, if it's true

I'm free for dinner
on Wednesday.

Oh, Charlie, you think that
I wrote you the notes?

Could you just
let me down real quickly?

I got a lotta things to do.

- Sure, I'd love to.
- Okay, thanks.

Uh, it will never work
between us, Bernadette.

You're administration,
I'm faculty.

'You read the "Post,"
I read the "Times."'

Why is this happening to me?
I mean, who-who is doing this?

I don't know, but that's
probably for you.

They usually come in
around this time.

(Moore)
'Yeah?'

I got it. I know who it is.

And she's going to love
these flowers.

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[indistinct whispering]

[door shuts]

My little angels.

(all)
Good morning, Mr. Moore.

Good morning, class.

These are not for you

they're not for you,
they're not for you

they're not for you
and they're not for you.

They are for you.

For moi?

You shouldn't have.

I didn't.

They're for Wilma.

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He figured it out.

It took him long enough.

I've built computers
in less time.

Well, I'm sorry it took me
so long

to deduce it was you, Wilma.

How'd you figure it out,
Mr. Moore?

Well, "Two different worlds,
that's you and me

"yet we share
the same electricity.

I need your touch,
so I might glow."

Dennis and the girls really
had you going, huh, Mr. Moore?

It was hard to keep
a straight face.

"We tend to put the people
that we admire on pedestals."

I mean, I almost lost it.

I'm not really in love
with David Markowitz.

Good, Maria. A boy like that,
he'd kill your brother.

Luther Vandross?

Wilma..

All of you, I-I-I appreciate
what you've done

and I-I guess I'm about
to turn on my first computer.

[applause]

Welcome to the 20th century,
Mr. Moore.

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Mr. Moore, apparently,
you don't listen.

Eisenhower, a picture
of a bunny rabbit?

Balzac? Th-there's no clubs
or grades here.

Yeah, it's them.

It's what they wanna say
about themselves.

This is my yearbook.

No, it's their yearbook.

Yours was 1950.

I think tomorrow I'm going to
call the Board of Education

and have them
check out your license.

(Moore)
I see a wonderful life
in the future for us, Wilma.

And if you love me
like you say you do, prove it.

Just tell me who's messing up
my phone bills.

I think I'm calling them now.

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