All language subtitles for Head.Of.The.Class.S02E03_2

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- Good morning, campers.
- Good morning, sir.

I hate it when he's perky.

I love it when he hates it.

Listen, everybody, I have got
some really great news.

Don't tell me.

You're gonna be the poster boy
for conjunctivitis.

It's not definite yet,
but it looks as if we're getting

a new class member, Billy Chin!

The Billy Chin?

Oh, "The Billy Chin?" Who is he?

Only one of the smartest
high school students

on the East Coast,
possibly, in the country.

I know him personally,
his parents moved in from Queens

and he's coming to Fillmore.

Why does he have to come here?

- Yeah.
- 'Yes, why?'

Well, because I convinced him

that Fillmore
is the superior school.

[indistinct chatter]

Well, congratulations, Arvid

you've just won
the dweeb-of-the-year award.

Yeah, Arvid, that was stupid.

Wait, he's great, you know him.
Why is that stupid?

Not knowing why it's stupid's
really stupid.

Well, call me stupid,
but I-I need a clue.

Look, everybody knows
Billy Chin is brilliant.

He is talented and he's the
number one brain in the city.

Who needs him?

Right.
I mean, he'd be superfluous.

Yeah, we got kind of
a natural flow going.

- We are very close, Mr. Moore.
- 'Yeah, we're like a family.'

A loving, nurturing, caring,
close-knit unit.

Except for Arvid
who betrayed us.

Now, tell me the real reason.

He's going to disrupt
the grading curve.

Oh.

And our class rankings.

Not to mention, your egos.

- That'd be ridiculous.
- I don't have an ego.

Come on, now,
we are talking about somebody

who would be
a, an asset to this class.

He'd bring fresh energy,
a fresh point of view.

You make him sound like
a room deodorizer.

The fact is if Billy Chin

wants to join the class,
he will.

I guess we just have to take in
a deep breath and accept it.

Hey, we can be gracious people.

We'll welcome Billy Chin
with open arms.

Good.

Then we'll hang Arvid
by his thumbs.

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Hey, great news.

We've had enough
of your great news for one week.

No, no, no, I-I found
the charter directive

of the individualized
honors program.

- I think I found a loophole.
- Oh, you found a loophole?

- It's great.
- Look, it says it right here.

"At no time
shall the program exceed

the maximum of ten students."

Which means Billy Chin
can't join even if he wants to.

That's right,
'cause we have ten now.

Uh, so I'm off the hook, right?

Hold on, that thing just says
that there has to be

ten students,
it doesn't say which ten.

[scoffs]
You're not suggesting
Dr. Samuels would dump one of us

for Billy Chin?

Think about it.

What does the portly dude
in the front office

value more than anything else?

Blue jeans
with a skosh more room?

She means
the Academic Olympic Team.

Yeah, that man would sell
his mother to make it stronger.

No, no, no,
Dr. Samuels loves us.

H-he wouldn't cut
one of our throats just to win

some crummy
city-wide competition

and then, maybe the state finals
and national championship.

Oh, my God, what have I done?

Good morning, everyone.

Well, heh, all these long faces
ought to go very well

with the, uh, lesson
I have for you this morning

a little ditty
that I like to call..

Excuse me, Mr. Moore.

Class, say hello
to one of the foremost people

in secondary education today

Mr. Billy Chin!

- Hi. Oh, hi, Arvid.
- Uh, hi, Billy.

I'm giving Billy the VIP tour
of our hallowed halls.

Billy,
this is contemporary history.

Why don't you take a seat
right here

at the head of the class?
Maria? Thank you.

You know, son,
you're going to be

in some
pretty fast company here.

Class,
the tenth of October, 1938?

Germany occupies
the Sudetenland.

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

The Maxwell function. Dennis?

Uh, uh, the negative
of the Helmholtz function

divided by
the thermodynamic temperature.

- Alright.
- Dennis!

Of course.

The first of January, 1984?

The 200th anniversary
of 1784.

He's not on the team.
Jawaharlal.

Major General Buhari
becomes ruler of Nigeria.

[all cheering]

Define a muon. The big egg.

[stammering]
Uh, what it is,
it's a uh, uh, uh..

- Exactly--
- Billy?

A subatomic particle
of the lepton family.

Its charge is equal
to that of an electron.

Muons are produced by the decay
of pions, kaons and hyperons.

That's right.

Well, I-I knew that.

Well, off to the library.
After you, son.

I'm sure
he's read everything in it.

[chuckles]

Go, team!

Well, I really
don't see a problem.

Seemed like
a very nice young man.

That's what they said
about Damien in "Omen II."

(Samuels)
'I think it's going to happen.
I think I have got him.'

With Billy Chin on the team

I can send everyone
to the showers.

Push comes to shove.

We've gotta ask Mr. Moore
to talk to Dr. Samuels.

Well, how can Mr. Moore
do anything?

Dr. Samuels won't listen to him.
This is a disaster.

Phew. Yeah, kiddo, you're right.

Who asked you?

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Now, I guess it's just
a question of who's going to go.

Well, I know who ought to go.

See if you can guess.

He acts like Benedict Arnold,
he looks like Pee-wee Herman.

[chuckles]

W-wait a minute. You mean me?

- 'Yeah.'
- Yes, you.

- You got us into this, pal.
- W-w-wait a minute. Why me?

I mean, if-if somebody
has to be sacrificed..

Eric, h-he's not even
on the academic team!

- Oh, that's right.
- Oh, yeah.

Whoa, believe me, I would love

to be off of this geek farm.

There's just one problem,
my mother.

I mean, she'd rearrange
Samuels' anatomy

if you booted me out of here.

Alright, don't you just love

how the tough guy
in the leather jacket

is always hiding
behind his mother?

- 'Yeah.'
- 'Oh.'

I admit
it would be a lot easier

to hide behind your mother.

- 'Oh.'
- Oh.

- 'That was low.'
- 'Yeah.'

Aren't you forgetting
one thing?

- Samuels can't stand you.
- Hey, you know, that's right.

Samuels would love
to see you go.

Oh, oh, this is how
we treat a friend.

Some friend, who borrowed money
from each and every one of us.

- Yep, and not paid it back.
- Yeah.

That is no reason
for you all to turn on me

like a pack of wild animals.

There is your man!

Let's not forget how
he conveniently got sick on us

during the meet
with the Russians.

- 'Yeah.'
- I-I-I had stomach trouble.

- 'Oh, come on.'
- Yeah, no guts.

- Low blow, Dennis.
- 'Okay, wait a minute.'

Let's be honest, we all know
Jawaharlal chickened out on us

but there'd be a lot more room
around here if Dennis left.

- 'Ooh, that's true.'
- 'Well, that's right.'

You wanna play rough?
You wanna play rough? Fine!

At least I'm stable

unlike Ms. Squeaky Fromme
over here.

[indistinct chatter]

- He's right. Maria's cuckoo.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, what about the meet
with Bronx Science

when Simone choked up on us?

See?

Are you people
really this insecure?

You're acting like
a bunch of paranoid vultures.

Oh, and you're that secure, huh?

Yeah, Dr. Samuels
would never dream

of unloading his perfect
little princess, would he?

Well, I can't help it
if I'm perfect.

- Oh..
- Oh, come on!

Get real.
What about that car you stole?

- Wait, whoa, wait a minute--
- She stole a car?

I didn't steal a car.

The neighbors left their keys
in the car

and I moved it for them.

- Into the living room?
- Oh..

I said sorry.

Listen, all Dr. Samuels
is going to look at

are our grades, right?

And the person
with the lowest GPA...is Sarah.

- Oh, that's true.
- You know, she's got a point.

That was low.

That was so low
I can't find you.

And you're supposed to be
my best friend.

Way to go, Sarah.

- That is the way to nail her.
- 'Yeah.'

What do we need
a ten-year-old kid in here for?

Why don't you go to college
where you belong?

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Stop it!
Stop it! Just stop it!

Now I'm ashamed of all of us.

I thought we had
something special together.

I thought we were a family.

Well, I'll quit

if the rest of you
will stop attacking each other.

Simone..

...I think I speak for everyone
when I say thank you.

We'll miss you and we'll never
forget your sacrifice.

Just a minute, senator.
What about you?

Do you really think
that you're invulnerable?

Frankly? Yes.

In all modesty, I present
the right image for the program.

I am not a slob computer geek

'I am not
a stereotypical nerd..'

...and I'm certainly
not a pre-pubescent freak.

And not to mention
the most important factor

I'm Dr. Samuels' favorite.

Oh, right! You mean
you were Dr. Samuels' favorite.

Did you see the way Samuels
was all over Billy Chin?

Looks like
it's bye-bye, big shot.

- Bye, Alan. Bye-bye.
- No, no, wait, wait, wait.

We're forgetting something.

Billy Chin
is a mathematical genius.

And the fact of the matter is

we don't need
two math jockeys on the team.

- 'Oh, yeah.'
- Wait, wait a minute.

- You don't mean--
- Yeah, yeah, I do mean it.

Well, I thought we're friends!
Doesn't that count for anything?

Oh, please don't do this to me,
Dennis, please!

- Arvid!
- Please don't do this.

Arvid, why don't you
try to hold on

to what's left of your dignity?

Don't make this any messier
than it is.

Do you think it's easy for me
to say these things?

Yes, I think it is.

You're a shallow, selfish
egocentric, insensitive

greedy, superfluous

gluttonous mass of hypocrisy,
sadism and all--

- Are you just about through?
- No, you also interrupt me.

[indistinct yelling]

I don't know
what the trouble is here

but, uh, you do have a few
minutes before class begins

so why don't you settle it
amongst yourselves?

Incidentally,
I applaud the absence

of hard-edged weapons.

Look,
this is getting us nowhere.

I say we vote on who leaves,
alright?

- Fine.
- 'Okay.'

And whoever gets the most votes

goes to Dr. Samuels
and voluntarily resigns

unless there are any objections.

Not at all.

Ditto.

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- "Jawaharlal."
- Oh.

Well, so much
for your stupid idea of voting.

Everybody got one vote.

Stuff it, Alan,
if I could get just one person

to switch votes,
you'd be out of here.

Oh, you got about
as much chance of doing that

as getting the ERA passed.

- He's gone. That's it.
- Wait a minute.

- You can't do that.
- Goodbye.

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Okay, freeze.

Talk to me, anybody.
What's going on?

Billy Chin is coming here.

Yeah, so we were voting to see
who leaves.

What, someone is leaving?

It's the IHP charter, Mr. Moore.

It says the class can't exceed
ten students.

So, Billy Chin is in, and
you're voting one of you out.

That is cold.

But it was good in one way.
The truth came out.

Yeah, at least now, we know
what we think about each other.

Yeah, no more phony friendships.

Yeah, I sure learned a lot
about friendship and loyalty

and hypocrisy and betrayal!

Hey, Arv, anyone ever tell you

you're even more of a jerk
when you're angry?

- Oh, did you hear that?
- Okay, hold it, that's enough.

That's enough.

Now, it so happens

that I just came
from a, a chance meeting

with Dr. Samuels
in the faculty lounge

where he's retching
in an ashtray

because he just learned,
it seems

that Billy Chin
is going to Bronx Science.

So...you can relax.

Listen, everybody,
I think we all said some things

we didn't mean before

but I'm confident
that we can put it all behind us

and come together as friends,
right?

Put a sock in it, Simone.

Yeah, too little too late for
that Pollyanna act of yours

of which I'm getting
extremely tired.

Alan, kiss off.

[school bell ringing]

Well, it's nice to be a happy
little family again, isn't it?

So, uh, let's go to school.

The 1987 Disarmament Conference

'filled with infighting,
manipulation'

'obstructionism, dissension.'

And that was
just the American side.

Russians had their own problems.

The rest of us
living under the threat

of a nuclear nightmare

wallow
in our own petty emotions.

Anger, frustration, impatience.

An increasingly typical portrait
of today's teenagers.

Is it our fault or society's?

Never seen such smart kids do so
many dumb things to each other.

But then again, we are society.

You know,
I think the real problem

is that the people
don't even listen anymore.

I destroyed the academic team.

I didn't mean to do it, I was
trying to make them invincible.

Look what happened.

I blew it with Billy Chin
and the rest of the kids.

Well, they can't function

because they hate
each other's guts.

1943 Philadelphia Athletics.

What does this have to do
with anything?

They hated each other, too.

And they won
the World Series, anyway, right?

- Yes?
- No.

Last place, 50 games out.

Is this supposed
to make me feel better?

No. It gives me an idea.

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Your essays on
the Geneva Disarmament talks.

Well, uh, uh,
I can't find my grade here.

Oh, oh, just look
for the giant flashing F.

I can't find mine, either.

It's right there on the top.

"Okay?" You gave me an okay?

No, I gave you an okay.

- Where's my grade?
- That is your grade.

Mine just says, "It's not bad."
What's that mean?

It's better than not good.

"Bitchin'?"

Mr. Moore, what is this?

Well, it's no big deal.

I just decided
to stop giving you grades

till after the semester.

- What?
- You can't do that to us.

Mr. Moore, you're putting
our academic standing

in serious jeopardy.

Yes, this is gonna affect
our grade-point average

our entire future.

Pardon my frankness, Mr. Moore,
but this is a dumb idea.

There are rules you have
to follow. You can't do this.

Wrong, Sarah, I can do anything.
I'm the teacher.

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Good morning, everybody.

Yesterday's pop quizzes.
Come and get 'em.

[school bell ringing]

Hey, I got a "Far out!"

- I'm getting better.
- Yeah.

This is a grade?
"Talk to me, mama?"

[exhales sharply]
"A buffo."

So far I've gotten
a "Groovy" and "A buffo."

You're doing good.

Mr. Moore, I think
it's only fair to tell you

that you're about to run into
some very serious opposition.

Oh, yeah?

We don't like
getting something like

"Zowie plus" for a grade.

You don't?

We're prepared
to have our parents

form an action committee.

- Oh, you are?
- And send a petition.

And hire a killer lawyer.

A lawyer.

I'm not used to making
passionate speeches.

- You're not?
- I have to warn you.

We're really fired up about this

and we're going to take this one
all the way to the mall.

- To the mall?
- He means the wall.

Mr. Moore, this isn't fair.

- We need grades.
- You do?

Okay, forget about me
for a moment.

- What about Sarah?
- Well, what about her?

[scoffs]
She's worked too hard
for you to mess it up now.

- 'Oh, she has?'
- 'Oh, yeah.'

Think about Maria.

- She's a grade junkie.
- She is?

You can't ask her
to go cold turkey.

It could push her
over the edge.

Yeah! Yeah.

Arvid needs real grades
to get into MIT.

- He does?
- Yes!

He's not gonna get in
with his personality.

And-and-and Caltech
is considering

Dennis for a scholarship.

They know they'll never get
the tuition out of him.

Oh, so you know,
you owe me at least--

Mr. Moore, please, reconsider.

- Okay.
- What?

(all)
Okay?

Yeah, I give up.

That's it?

You're caving in
just when you had

these bedwetters on the ropes?

Yeah. You win. I'll start
giving you grades again.

- Alright!
- How cool!

- Maria, we made it.
- Yes!

Oh, hey! Whoo!

Wait a minute. I think
we've been taken for a ride.

Yes, you have.

And the bus stops
in Philadelphia.

Oh.

Well, that narrows this down

to the Liberty Bell, Dick Clark
or cream cheese.

Baseball, 1943

Philadelphia Athletics.

They weren't doing very well
because they hated each other.

And their manager,
the legendary Connie Mack

decided if they hated him
instead of each other

at least they'd be doing
something together as a team.

Now, unfortunately,
it didn't work for the Athletics

because even when
they were together as a team

they weren't very talented,
but you're different.

And it goes without saying

that you're gonna get
into all the best schools

and you're gonna be successful..

...but do you want to be
the kind of people

that sacrifice your friends

or people you don't even know

'because of your own fears?'

You know, it got ugly in here.

Yeah. I'm embarrassed.

Right. I mean,
things went too far even for me.

And I meant
half the things I said.

Mr. Moore, can I say something
to my buddy Arvid?

Arvid, um, I'm sorry
I blamed everything on you

and made you the scapegoat
for the whole thing.

I didn't mean it, and I really
hope you can forgive me.

Well, um, thank you, Dennis

and, and I hope you'll forget
that I called you

a, a zit looking
for a place to happen.

You didn't call me that.

Oh, I-I was going to, but you
interrupted me again. Ha-ha.

Well, I-I know
that underneath it all

lies a, a heart of, uh,
pure friendship.

Isn't that sweet?
Young nerds in love.

Excuse me, Mr. Moore,
we have a visitor.

Hi. Hi, Arvid.

Hey, Billy.

I just wanted to say to you all
that I was really impressed

when I visited here

and explain that the reason

why I chose Bronx Science was..

Well, it wasn't because
it's a better school or anything

but the fact is
my girlfriend goes there.

But, hey, you guys are great.

You know, the one thing I like
the most about this class is

you all stick together.

None of that cut-throat
competition stuff

that you usually see.

Oh, well, anyways, uh, good luck

and I'll see you around.

One big happy family.

It's-it's beautiful.
Beautiful, beautiful.

Guess there are some things
even Billy Chin doesn't know.

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Hey, don't feel bad.

Uh, maybe you could
talk his girlfriend

into transferring to Fillmore.

Hm.

- Dr. Samuels?
- Yes?

If you had to get rid
of one person in the room

who would it be?

I mean, a student.

I'll tell my mother.

I was just kiddin'.

You know, I love all my kids.

You didn't answer the question.

No, I didn't.

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