All language subtitles for Head.Of.The.Class.S01E17_2

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Yabba-dabba-doo!

This thing on?

Ah, isn't this great, Mr. Moore?

This is one stop on their tour
the Russians won't forget.

After today, the red menace
will have red faces.

Why don't we just nuke 'em
and forget it?

Ah, come on, Mr. Moore.

I realized they're just kids.

Well, you got to grow up.

This the American school system

against the Soviet
school system.

The best of theirs
against the best of ours.

In a friendly competition.

Call it anything you want.

But I consider it
my patriotic duty

to kick the Russian Bear.

Good luck.

You guys aren't gonna miss
the Russians, are you?

This is gonna be hot.

Uh, we're not interested.

Me and friend got
more important things to do.

Hey, Richie,
I can speak for myself.

So?

I might check it out.

Good, I think the team
would like to see you.

Are you really gonna go
watch your little geek friends

against the nerd nicks
from Russia?

Give me a break,
alright, Richie?

Mr. Moore, we've been hearing

the most ridiculous things
about the Russian team.

Of course you have,
they've probably been hearing

ridiculous things about you too.

I heard they're all
test-tube babies

put in state-run schools
just to get ready for this.

Yes, and their brains
are injected with steroids

to bloat them
to twice their normal size.

Typical liberal attitude,
Mr. Moore.

I mean, you think
if you joke about this

the problem's gonna go away.

But this is the evil empire
we're talkin' about here.

Well, we know their
new five-year plan.

First, the IHP, then Harvard

and then Congress!

Look, the Russians
have a lot to lose.

I-if they don't win,
they're gonna end up

working in the ball bearing
factory in Siberia.

Whereas if we lose, we end up

working in a Taco Bell
in Kansas.

Mr. Moore, uh,
the Russian team is here

and I'm worried
I can't find Dr. Samuels.

I doubt he'd defect, um..

Maybe they're torturing
him in the cafeteria.

- Mr. Moore.
- What?

Bring 'em in, we'll say hello.

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May I present Mr. Sobieski

and the members
of the Soviet academic team.

Come in, all of you,
please come in.

Say something. Say hello.

[speaking in foreign language]

Hi.

- Hi.
- Hello.

By the way, call me Charlie.

- Mikhail.
- Mikhail, okay.

- Da.
- No. you-you see..

Da.

You dress well
for an American student.

Are you a yupski?

Excuse me, it's top secret.

For you, maybe,
for us, baby stuff.

Did you see "Rocky IV?"

Uh, t-t.. Mr. Sobieski,
I'll show you to the gym.

[speaking in foreign language]

[indistinct chatter]

(Mr. Sobieski)
'Uh, Boris, Boris. Hush.'

Well, was that so bad?

That's it, I'm officially
terrified.

Yeah, did you see the frontal
lobe on that guy?

The little one
had glasses this thick.

A-and did you see the math guy?

Two pocket protectors.

You can look
at them as enemies..

...or possible future friends.

I mean, personally,
I think it'd be more exciting

to get to know them,
than just beat them.

Mr. Moore,
we're into competition.

Well, competition's okay,
but winning isn't everything.

Uh...20 years from now,
it could be you

sitting across the
negotiating table from them.

Trying to get what you want

without blowing
the rest of the world up.

I mean, from my point of view
you'd have to be a raving

paranoid to think of these
Russian kids as the enemy.

- Yeah, you're right.
- Yeah.

The enemy has arrived.

Alright, everyone,
it is getting close.

Forget you are up against
the most formidable opponent

you will ever face.

Forget you will be representing

the entire American
educational system.

Forget that every student,
every teacher

every school in the free world
is counting on you.

He's right.

Let's forget the whole thing
and go bowling.

I feel sick.

What's wrong with you people?

Well, maybe your pep talk
was a little hard to swallow.

No, sir, I-I really am sick.

I must've eaten
something bad last night.

Jawaharlal,
you cannot be sick now.

Now, uh-uh- repeat after me.

I am not sick.

That's right,
you are not sick, I am.

You'll be fine.

Just go down
to the nurse's office.

Everything is going
to be alright.

Take care of yourself
and hurry back.

We love you!

Who else can we get?

We've got to get someone
to cover for Jawaharlal

in the, uh, world literature,
Simone?

American and English poetry.

Well, what about Eric?
That's his strong point.

Yeah, well,
Eric is my weak point.

I better go check
on Jawaharlal, Eric.

Mr. Moore's right, Eric's
the only one here who knows

more world literature
than Jawaharlal.

Yeah, but he won't do it.

Well, it wouldn't hurt to ask,
he's still around.

He's not gonna do it, just
'cause he thinks we're cute.

Besides, who's gonna ask him?

- We need to plan a strategy.
- Yeah.

What do we have that Eric wants?

Oh-ho, no. Unh-unh.

I mean, that's outrageous to
even think that I'd consider--

Simone, we just want you
to ask him.

Oh.

With everything you've got.

- Hi.
- Hi.

What're you doin'?

Oh, just checkin' it out.

No, I mean, for the next
couple of hours.

Why, uh, you want me to take
you away from all this?

Um, that'd be lovely.

- It would?
- Sure.

Maybe.

Alright, Simone,
what do you want?

Oh, I don't know.

Just thought I'd get some air.

Say hello, tell you
Jawaharlal's sick

and beg you to be on the team.

Jawaharlal's sick?

I don't believe it,
they're only Russians.

It's not nerves,
it's food poisoning.

- So what do you think?
- About what?

Filling in for Jawaharlal.

You want me on a team..

...in front of everybody?

Hey, Eric, let's go.

You're askin' a lot, Simone.

(Richie)
'Come on, Eric.'

- Hey, Richie, relax.
- I know.

You're not gonna stick around
for the brain bowl, are you?

I wouldn't ask you to join
the team if we didn't need you.

What, the team? Are you kiddin'?

You're gonna try out
for geek of the week?

Richie, give me a minute,
alright?

Come on.

Eric, please?

[sighs]

Well?

- I asked him.
- And?

- And he..
- This is one time only.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Don't, don't get crazy.

Alright, bring on the Russians.

Eric, here.

You can wear
Jawaharlal's blazer.

Are you kidding me?

No, no, no way.

Eric, do you have something
against flammable polyester?

Come on, Eric, you have to wear
it, it's our team uniform.

I don't do uniforms.

Besides, I'm not in your nerd
army, I'm a hired gun.

- Eric, you promised.
- Yeah.

You know what, Simone?
Forget it.

If he can't do us a favor
in a nice way who needs him?

- We need him.
- Okay, fine, we need him.

But not enough for him
to lay this

heavy, neurotic, dependency
guilt trip on us.

I can get that from
my mother, take this.

- I'm just sayin', I don't--
- The big J is okay!

I never realized
I was so popular.

Now, let's get out there
and kick some Russian..

And do our best and, uh,
make the school proud of us.

Come on, gang!

- Close call, huh?
- Yeah, too bad.

- Too bad?
- Well, I think so, don't you?

Well, yeah, I-I would've liked..

No, no, forget it, it's fine.

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Welcome, welcome, everyone,
to this very exciting match.

Now, before we begin
with our questions

a representative from each team
will say a few words.

First, from the Soviet team,
Boris Yevtushenko.

[audience applauding]

We of the Soviet academic team

appreciate the invitation
to compete with you

in the name of
international brotherhood.

[speaking in foreign language]

And on the behalf
of the male members of my team

I would like to say
that your girl

with the fabulous red hair
is an absolute knockout.

And now, the representative
from Fillmore High school.

Excuse me, I'm Dr. Samuels,
the principal.

And, uh, I would like to say..

[speaking in foreign language]

Yes. And I would also say, um..

[speaking in foreign language]

And, um, uh..

Dr. Samuels.

- Yeah?
- Please, allow me.

[speaking in foreign language]

[audience cheering]

I couldn't have said it
better myself.

Thank you, Janice, sit down.

- Let us begin.
- 'Alright.'

Will the contestants
please test their buzzers?

[buzzing]

Oh, boy.

[buzzing]

[indistinct chatter]

I'm fine, crime and punishment,
Fyodor Dostoevsky, 1866, right?

Oh, my God! We've had it.

I'll take him to the infirmary,
you'll be okay, Jawaharlal.

Just take it easy, take it easy.

- What?
- Don't worry, we'll manage.

We'll cope, we're fine.

We're up the creek.

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"What do you call
a plant with perennating buds

situated at or just below
the soil surface?"

[buzzing]

(male #1)
'Soviets!'

It's a hemicryptophyte.

Correct.

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"What is mastigomycotina?"

[buzzing]

A subdivision of eumycota
consisting of aquatic

fungi that flourish
under damp conditions.

- Correct!
- I knew that one.

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(male #1)
"'What Italian novel
features the character

"'Brother William
and who is the author?'"

"The Name Of The Rose."
Umberto Eco.

(female #1)
'"The Conformist"
by Alberto Moravia.'

(male #1)
'I'm sorry, that's incorrect,
Fillmore High?'

[indistinct chatter]

Time is up.

'The answer is
"Name Of The Rose."'

'Author, Umberto Eco.'

What're you doing here?

- What?
- I thought you were going home.

Well, I was interested in a way.

I mean, it is the Russians
and everything.

- Yeah.
- 'Africa.'

Our gang could sure use you now.

Yeah, well,
they had their chance.

Look, I don't want you
to think that

I'm a snob or anything.

Why would I think that?

Well, I mean..

...I couldn't wear that jacket.

Oh, I-I understand.

You got a reputation to uphold.

"Describe a lattice constant?"

- Oh.
- 'Fillmore?'

Uh, lattice constant
is the angle between the axis

of the unit cell of a crystal.

Correct.

I would've helped them out.

I just wanted to do it my way.

Eric, when you do somebody
a favor, you go all the way.

(male #1)
'Define the Hubble Constant.'

Oh, come on, Arvid.

(male #1)
'The Hubble Constant
H is the ratio'

'between the distance
of the galaxies'

'and the velocity
at which they are receding.'

(male #1)
'Correct.'

I'm not like them.

I'm not into this
terminal competition.

Not good enough.

I've seen you play basketball.

Okay, bottom line

I don't want anybody
in this school to think

that I actually enjoy
being in that class with them.

You know, for a guy who is
as tough as you claim to be

you sure worry a lot
about other people's opinions.

(male #1)
'Yes.'

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"Name the Irish playwright
who writes his plays in French."

- Damn.
- 'Soviets.'

- Oscar Wilde.
- 'No.'

- 'Fillmore?'
- Come on, you guys.

Come on, we can get it.

Five seconds.

'Four.'

'Three.'

'Two.'

- Yes?
- Samuel Beckett.

Yes!

You can apologize to me later,
let's win this thing.

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The final question.

A correct answer wins the meet.

"What is the world's most
common male name?"

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[buzzing]

Uh, John?

No, Fillmore?

I-it could be a Russian name.

G-go ahead, Arvid, come on.

- Boris.
- No.

The correct answer is Mohammed.

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That was my second guess.

Well, the meet is tied.

And according to the rules,
we have the option

to go into overtime
if both teams agree.

Of course we go into overtime.

We fight until there's a winner.

Absolutely.

(male #1)
'Well, we'll take a short
break and then begin'

'with the tie-breaking
questions.'

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What's going on here?

Relax, could be educational.

- Uh, Mr. Bukana?
- Yes.

Uh, we just..

We've, uh, talked it over,
and if it's okay with you

we'd just like to leave things
the way they are.

A tie?

'That way, you know,
we know they're smart'

they know we're smart.

And it's like Mr. Moore told us.

It's lot more important that
we just get to know each other

than try to beat each other.

'So, uh..'

...what do you say
we just wrap up this puppy

get out of here
and have a party, huh?

- Alright.
- Yeah!

They can't do this,
there has to be a winner.

Why?

Well, otherwise,
how will we know

which system is superior?

Who's better?
Us or the Russians?

Ah, they're superior,
we're better.

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- Kids.
- Huh?

What are you gonna do?

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Hello, I'm Alan,
young Republican.

Natasha, young Communist.

You must be a great hero
to have so many medals.

Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah, these,
yeah, well, uh..

This one here, this is the,
uh, Tony Award, yeah.

This is the American League
MVP over here and this one

this is the People's Choice
Award, big award.

Do you like baseball?

I love it.

How about those metropolitans?

Do you have blue jeans?

Of course, I mean,
everybody does.

I'd like to take your blue jeans
back to Moscow as souvenir.

Really? Sure, why not?

With you in them.

So what are you gonna do?

What are you gonna see
while you're here?

Uh, well, we'll see the, uh,
uh, the Statue of Liberty..

...The United Nations..

...The Submarine Base
at Groton, Connecticut.

Just kidding.

- Uh, Mr. Moore. Thank you.
- Yeah? You're welcome.

Oh, uh, she's defecting.

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