All language subtitles for Head.Of.The.Class.S02E19_2

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Oh, you're bright and early
this morning.

Hello, Ms. Meara.
Is Dr. Samuels in?

Yes, he is, Jawaharlal,
but I'm afraid he's busy.

I'll wait.

- Well, it could be a while.
- I don't mind.

I mean, quite a while.

- I'll wait.
- 'Are you sure?'

Sure. Heh.
Patience runs in my family.

My Uncle Jawala climbed
the 7000 steps of virtue

to the Temple of Truth
to learn the meaning of life.

It took him two weeks.

- And?
- They were closed.

Ms. Meara, make sure
this goes in the morning mail.

- Hello, Jawaharlal.
- Hello, sir.

- Is this it?
- Yes, sir.

My entry in the
Stay-In-School Poster Contest.

- Oh!
- Uh..

I've never designed
a poster before

I-I'm not really an artist.

You probably won't like it.
Uh..

Why should you?
It's-it's really not that good.

Actually, it's pretty bad.

I don't even know why
I brought it in. Forget it.

- I love it!
- It is rather good, isn't it?

Good morning, children!

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

[humming]

Uh, "Delaney.

Feinberg."

'"Janero."'

Uh..

- 'Uh..'
- Janero?

- Morning, everyone.
- Good morning, Mr. Moore.

Ms. Russell?

Oh, dear.

I seem to be
in the wrong classroom.

Um..

Well, uh.. Ha-ha!

I guess that's why I teach
Literature and not Driver's Ed.

Well, carry on.

Oh, if Feinberg and Janero
show up

tell them
they're in the wrong room.

What was that all about?

Oh, you know Mrs. Russell.

She's the original
absent-minded professor.

But she's fun.

Yeah, remember the time
that she told us

she was Queen Elizabeth
in a prior life?

But she does get our attention.

- 'Oh, yes.'
- 'She does.'

Right, well, if I can
get your attention

um, today, we're gonna talk
about the relationship

between the press
and the presidency.

So, how does the press
get the president's attention?

[clamoring]

Your papers have been
graded and sealed

in these envelopes
and kept on

Funk and Wagnalls' porch
since noon today.

No one has seen the contents

of these envelopes.

Read 'em and weep.

[bell rings]

Oh, what'd you get, Darlene?

An A, I guess.

You guess? Aren't you even gonna
open it up and look?

Don't be silly,
I could break a nail.

- Mrs. Russell?
- Yes, Maria?

Um, this grade.

You can't be serious.

I've never got an F
in my life.

I've never gotten anything
lower than a B.

Besides, I know the work
I turned in.

It-it was well thought out.

I did the research,
I did the footnotes

the bibliography,
even the typing was perfect.

I didn't even use white-out.

Maria, calm down.

But, Mrs. Russell,
this is a mistake.

Maria, I don't make
mistakes about grades.

And I have my rules.
No refunds, no exchanges.

Well, that's not fair.

The grade is final.

Ah, what brings you here, kiddo?

That book I promised you.

"The Mysterious
William Shakespeare"

by Charlton Ogburn?

Well, what's the mystery?
Shakespeare wrote Shakespeare.

Will you wake up?

I mean, this is four pounds
of good solid evidence

that the Shakespearean plays

were written
by the Earl of Oxford.

- Edward de Vere.
- Oh, please!

Look, we could have
such a great argument

if you would just read the book.

Read it? I can barely lift it.

[scoffs]

And what if it's true?

I'll have to retract
everything I've taught

for the past 30 years.

Dear learned teacher,
I do beseech thee.

With thine eyes
peruse the pages of this tope

and find its words fair flying
straight from eye to brain

igniting like spark to tinder

thy intellect's keen flame!

Or, he's got good ideas.

Read the book!

Alright.

How are things going for you
for this semester?

Well, balances out.

My classes are larger

my paycheck is smaller.

I finally got a parking space

and then somebody stole my car.

[chuckles]

You know, you really remind me
of an English teacher

I had in high school,
Ms. Wartz.

I had to recite poetry
in one of her classes..

"Invictus" by Henley.

You know, the IHP enjoyed
your little joke this morning.

I'm sorry, what joke was that?

In my classroom,
this morning.

Oh, come now, Charlie.

I haven't been
in your classroom

for weeks.

First period, today?

Really, Charlie, you keep
having these memory lapses

and you'll be forgetting
your own name.

[chuckles]

That may apply to some people

but not to Wendell X. Bushman.

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Well, I don't care
what anybody says

I think it's brilliant.

The-this-this poster
speaks to me.

'It asks that eternal question.'

Who is this schmoid
and why is he pointing at me?

Hey, Jaws, I wanna thank you.

You know, I almost quit school
and joined the navy.

- But then you saw my poster?
- Yeah, yeah,

Then I realized, no way.

They could send me to India!

[laughs]

He's got a point.

Maria. I, uh..

I got those college catalogues
you wanted to see.

[sighs]
Just keep 'em. Forget 'em.

I'm becoming a nun.

I'm gonna work with the homeless
and the slums in a place

ravaged by bandits, corruption,
pollution and violence.

At least you're not
leaving New York.

Sorry, Maria.
What's the problem?

Mrs. Russell gave me
an F on my last paper

and it's gonna kill
my quarterly grade.

An F? Hm.

- I'm gonna die.
- Now, take it easy, Maria.

I mean, there,
there must be an explanation.

Mr. Moore, I've already tried
to talk to her about it.

She won't even listen to me.

But she probably
would listen to me. Hm?

Thank you. Heh-heh. Thank you.

An Elizabethan practice

of males playing female roles
in Shakespeare

had another logic.

A boy, 14, would play Juliet.

And a year or two later,
he would play Romeo.

And be a better Romeo

because he had
already experienced

what it was like to be Juliet.

And, as he got older,
he would play Prince Hal

cavorting with
a much older Falstaff

knowing that someday

he would play Falstaff

trying to keep up
with the young Prince Hal.

[laughing]

And so, now we have Antony

who has been Cleopatra.

And we have..

I don't believe I told
you children this before.

Oh! Dear..

I completely lost
what I was going to say.

[bell rings]

Good morning!

Today, I think we'll begin

our poetry reading. Sit.

'I hope you're all prepared.'

'Do I, uh, see any volunteers?'

Charles Moore?

If, uh, I'm not interrupting
your conversation

why don't we hear you first?

M-Mrs. Russell?

Oh, come now, Charles,
we all wanna hear your poem.

- I don't know what you mean.
- 'Your poem.'

"Invictus" by Henley, I believe.

- Well...well, uh..
- Come, come, Charles.

Our tongues are hanging out
in anticipation.

We look stupid. Save us.

I'm not prepared, Mrs. Russell.

Charles, you have
great potential

but you'll end up
working on a rock pile

'if you don't prepare
your lessons.'

Are you listening, Charles?

Yes, ma'am.

- 'You will have it tomorrow?'
- Yes, Mrs. Russell.

The bell rang. Scoot. Scoot.

Uh, listen, Miranda.

Charlie, can it wait till
tomorrow?

I-I'm running late.

- It-it's about Maria.
- Lovely girl. Tomorrow.

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Well, you don't look concerned.

I know, Alan, you're doing it.

Sure, my heart goes out to her
but you saw Maria's grade.

I mean, what if Mrs. Russell
zones out again

and gives me an F?

Look, uh, we-we need
to discuss this

and there's obviously something
wrong with Mrs. Russell.

You saw how she was
with Mr. Moore.

- Yeah.
- Well, what is it?

It could be a lot of things.

Shouldn't we tell Dr. Samuels?

- Maybe it's just temporary.
- Yeah.

There's no point
in getting her in trouble.

Seems like she is in trouble.

Uh, I'm with Sarah,
let's stay out of it.

Look, I know
you're all precocious

but none of you have graduated
from medical school yet.

So, let's get some help
with this.

- No, no, no.
- No way.

No, you guys,
I didn't mean to start anything.

Let's just forget it, okay?

No, no, no, I don't,
I don't wanna ta--

Good morning, everyone.

[clamoring]

Hi, Dennis.

(Alan)
Mr. Moore?

About Mrs. Russell..

Yeah, I know.
Uh, I-I'm gonna talk to her.

And I am going to talk to her
about your grade, Maria.

Mr. Moore, let's just
leave it alone, okay?

I probably deserve an F, anyway.

You don't believe
that you deserve an F

and I don't believe it. I don't
think anybody else here does.

Mr. Moore, I just
don't want to deal with it.

It's too scary.

Look, uh..

This is not the time to turn
our backs on Mrs. Russell.

'She has a problem,
but that doesn't mean'

we should start
avoiding her. Okay?

I mean, she is a wonderful woman
and she's a fine teacher.

And I don't think she would
want to be unfair to you.

So, let's not be
unfair to her. Hm?

- Okay.
- Okay.

[humming]

Hi, Mrs. Russell.
Are you busy?

Oh, just
spritzing my Venus Flytrap.

Come, sit down.
What can I do for you?

Well, uh, actually, Maria and I

wanted to talk about
her quarterly exam grade.

She's brought all
of her graded assignments

and, uh, they're all A's.

Yeah, so I guess there must be
some kinda mistake, right?

No. A mistake is letting
Sylvester Stallone play Hamlet.

Your grade stands, Maria.

Mrs. Russell, if you just
look at my assignments..

Maria, dear, if you're having
problems with your studies

I'd be more than happy
to tutor you.

No, but, Mrs. Russell,
you don't understand.

You come to me after school

and we'll discuss
a study program.

We'll get that grade up.

Soon, you'll be doing
as well as Charles here.

Charles, you'll be
graduating this year.

And mark my words

you'll do things for people.

Thanks, Mrs. Russell.

The new auditorium is due
for completion in 1962.

Well, they say
it'll be finished in 1962

but I'll believe it
when I see it.

So, what did you
want to discuss?

Well, uh..

We were gonna discuss
Maria's grades

but I, I-I don't think
it's the right time.

Mrs. Russell, it's okay.

Because what I really
wanted to tell you

was whatever your decision
is, I'll accept it.

Because I've, I've always had
a lot of respect for you.

I mean, you've been
one of the best teachers

that I've ever had.

I just wanted you
to know that.

Thank you, Maria.

And think about what I said.

I'd be more than happy
to tutor you.

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[laughing]

Jawaharlal, what are you doing?

Dr. Samuels, I'm withdrawing

my poster from
the city competition.

Oh, no, you're not.

The school board
called this morning.

Your poster made it
to the final four.

- It did?
- Sure did.

Wonderful! Thank you, sir.

Still going to tell me people
don't take this face seriously?

(both)
Yes.

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"Goodnight, goodnight.

"Parting is such sweet sorrow

that I shall say goodnight
till it be 'morrow."

"Sleep dwell upon thine eyes,
peace in thy breast.

"Would I were asleep and peace,
so sweet to rest.

"Hence will I go to
my ghostly father's cell

his help to crave
and my dear hap to tell."

And as they gaze
into each other's lenses

the curtain falls.

Bravo, bravo.

Very good.

Mrs. Russell, do you believe
that Romeo and Juliet

were actually lovers?

Well, John Barrymore,
a famous actor

was once asked if he believed

Romeo had an intimate knowledge
of Juliet.

And Barrymore replied

"Well, he surely did
in the Chicago company."

[laughing]

I love to walk
to school in the fall.

I go through
Jackson's Orchard.

Oh, the colors.

I got all A's that year.

'My parents rented a cottage
by this beautiful lake.'

'Oh, what times we had.'

'I guess we're not going there
this year, though.'

What was I talking about?

Well, Shakespeare.

Romeo and Juliet.

Summer cottage on the lake.

I was?

Yes.

[chuckles]
What the hell has that
got to do with Shakespeare?

[bell rings]

Alright, hit the road.

Maria?

I looked over your work,
and of course

I'd made a mistake.

I'm sorry about the, um..

...well, let's face it

the confusion.

Well, it's just one grade.

Well, I never expected
to hear that from you.

I know, it's just not as
important as I thought it was.

Well, it's important
to me, dear.

Because you're important to me.

I just want you to be okay.

I'm okay a lot more
than I'm not okay.

Okay?

- But--
- No buts.

Okay.

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(Charlie)
'Alzheimer's?'

So, what-what do we do?

I mean...how is she
gonna handle this?

Would be nice to let her
retire at the proper time

a year and a half from now.

I don't think
she's going to make it.

It's a tough one.

If I remember, uh..

...she was a veteran teacher.

I was this..

...skinny, young,
rookie principal.

I was.

I had a lotta theories on

how to run a high school.

[Harold laughs]

And she was very patient

and...eventually

she taught me how to do my job.

Finest teacher I've ever known.

If there's anything I can do..

No.

I know what I have to do.

I have to take her away
from the thing

that she loves most.

I have to tell her
it's time to give up teaching.

I don't know how
I'm going to do that.

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Charlie, if you have a moment,
I'd, uh, like a word with you.

Sure. Have a seat, Miranda.
Make yourself comfortable.

Thank you.

[sighs]

Oh, dear.

I don't quite
know how to begin.

I was on my to talk
to Harold Samuels

but I wanted to see you first.

You've been such a friend.

I have something for you.

Maria's corrected grade report,
A plus.

Can you believe it?

I got her mixed up
with another student.

Well, thank you, Miranda.

And I am about to hand
this to Harold.

- It's your resignation.
- Oh.

Come now, Charlie,
we both know, don't we?

Yeah.

Harold isn't, uh

very good at handling
these things

but I shouldn't be teaching.

He just hasn't had
the guts to tell me.

But he is a great
admirer of yours.

[sighs]
It's a consolation to me.

Charlie, I'm in trouble

when I ask a student a question

and neither one of us knows

what I'm talking about.

[chuckles]
Is there anything that I can do?

Continue to be my friend.

Sure.

Oh!

Here's your book.

[chuckles]
Just when my mind is going

you give me something good
to think about.

Charlie, stop looking so morose

you're depressing me.

I mean, there's always hope.

They're constantly experimenting
with new drugs, who knows?

I mean, they may get it
before it gets me.

So, what are you gonna do?

Oh, I have money. My..

I live with my sister.

Maybe we'll go to England.

I'll find out who really
wrote Shakespeare.

[chuckles]

Well, anyway, I..

...never did hear you
recite "Invictus."

Well, I don't know.

If I can remember it,
so can you.

"And yet the menace
of the years finds

and shall find me unafraid."

Come on.

"It matters not
how straight the gate

"how charged
with punishments the scroll

"I am the master of my fate.

- "I am the captain of my soul."
- I am the captain of my soul."

[chuckles]

I was a good teacher,
wasn't I?

You were one in a million.

Now, I ask you

would you buy a used car
from this face?

I wouldn't buy a used yak
from that face.

Do I detect
a note of jealousy, boys?

I would like to be the first
to congratulate Jawaharlal

on winning first prize
in the state-wide

Stay-In-School Poster Contest.

Hear, hear!

Speech, speech.

- Nice going.
- 'Oh, come on.'

Thank you.

This is a, a very proud moment
for me.

Being from out of town,
so to speak

I can tell you
that most of the world

does not have
the educational opportunity

that we in this country
might take for granted.

Winning this contest feels good.

It would feel even better

if this poster influences kids
to stay in school.

I'm sure it will, Jawaharlal.

- Congratulations, son.
- Thank you once again, sir.

[bell rings]

Oh, listen, everybody,
I, uh, did get

a postcard from Ms. Russell.

- Oh!
- 'Anybody want to hear it?'

- Yeah.
- Sure.

Okay, she writes..

"Having a wonderful time.
I think.

"Only kidding.

"I miss you all very much

"and please don't
worry about me.

"Remember, in the immortal
words of Yogi Berra

"It ain't over
till the fat lady sings.

"Love, Miranda Russell.

"P.S.

Maria, stop playing
with your hair."

- It doesn't say that.
- Oh, it does say that.

Where?

[laughs]

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