All language subtitles for Head.Of.The.Class.S03E15_2

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[indistinct chatter]

- Morning, everyone.
- Good morning.

- Morning.
- My report, sir.

Oh, great, thanks.

Great. Okay.

- Here you go.
- Thanks.

Where's your report, Dennis?

Oh, it's, uh, it's really good.

It's an A. A minus, easy.

Well, why don't you
let me read it?

That way the grade
will be more official.

- I'll get it to you.
- Why is it late?

Well, you see, it's about, uh,
the Iran-Iraq war

and, uh, there's a ceasefire.

Yeah, so?

I'm waitin' to see
how it turns out.

Why don't you write it up
to the point of the ceasefire?

Oh, uh, I have it
up to that point. I have that.

Good. You'll give me that
before today is finished, okay?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

[clamoring]

I hate her.

I'd like to shove that stupid
whistle down her stupid throat.

No, I'd like to take a barbell
and wrap it around her head.

That's too good for her.
We ought to tie her

to the trampoline and bounce
on it for a couple of hours.

I got it.
We make her run 100 laps

seal her in a rubber suit
and then lock her in the sauna.

Then she'll know
how it feels to sweat to death.

[all clamoring]

You know, if you're talking
about Barbara Bush

you ought to give her a chance.

They're talking about
the First Lady of girls' gym.

Oh, you mean, Holly Collingwood

teacher from the black lagoon?

- Yeah.
- Oh, come on.

How bad can Miss Collingwood
make girls' gym?

In the air force, she was known
as the beast of basic training.

If General Patton were alive,
she would've slapped him.

Mr. Moore,
you've got to help us.

Talk to her.
You would really hate her.

- Yeah.
- Well, it sounds like fun.

But I think I'll pass.

Oh, come on, Mr. Moore, please?

Yeah, Mr. Moore, we need someone
to get her to ease up on us.

Actually, I did read
this ad for a hitman

in the latest
"Soldier Of Fortune."

[bell rings]

- Well, another day.
- Oh, Charlie.

You wanna chip in five bucks
for Mrs. Kelsey's baby gift?

Uh, sure.
What are we getting her?

Well, you know,
I haven't decided yet.

I was thinking either
some jammies or booties.

Maybe a blankie.

Gee, what about stockies
or a bondie?

Yeah. By the way, have you met
the new girls' gym teacher?

- Oh, Miss Collingwood?
- Yeah.

- Sure.
- What do you think of her?

She's nice. She straightened out
that bent bike rack.

Sounds more
and more interesting.

(Holly)
'Forty five!'

'Forty six.'

'Forty seven!'

'Forty eight!'

Forty nine! Fifty!

[whistles]

Up! I wanna see
your happy smiling faces.

'Up! I do not wanna see feet!'

'I wanna see you flat on the
floor when I turn around.'

On the line,
find your spot with your toes!

Atten-hut!

Very good.

Drescher?

What is this?

A spin?

The thing
that is spinning, Drescher.

The thing.

A ball?

Are you sure?

- Uh-huh.
- Good.

Now that we know what it is..

...what do we do with it?

Nevins!

Spin it?

Incorrect.

We catch it, Nevins.
Catch it.

Now what do I want you to do?

Catch it?

Throw it, Nevins, throw it.

You're pathetic.

I can see you girls
need some concentrated work

on your upper body strength.

Merriman, how's your
upper body strength?

Strong enough
to hold a credit card.

[sniggers]

[laughs]

Then you'll be in big trouble

if you live beyond 19 years
of age, won't you?

I don't wanna look
like The Incredible Hulk.

I'd rather look like a woman.

Yeah, really.

You, too, Borges?

- Sort of.
- Ah.

This sort of woman
you're going to be..

...will she marry?

- I guess.
- Hypothetical question!

You're happily married,
you're at home.

Your seven-year-old child's

riding his tricycle
in the driveway.

The neighbor comes home,
runs over him

crushes him, he's pinned,
what do you do?

Scream.

Too bad you don't have
any upper body strength.

You could've saved his life.

As it turns out, he's a goner.

- Oh, my God!
- Great.

You just set her therapy back
three years.

Four-eyes, when I refer
to the upper body

I don't mean the mouth.

Hit the ropes!

Leave her alone.

Did I say that?

Yes, Foster, you did.

I didn't realize you had
a backbone. Let's test it out.

Sit-ups, 50 of them. Now!

Oh, no.

You don't have to do it, Simone.

[all clamoring]

We come to school to learn.

We're high school students,
not Contras.

You know, nobody wants you here.

Why don't you go back
to wherever it is you came from?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

If you can find the rock.

Hey, that's enough.

Who are you?

Well, uh, forgive the intrusion,
Miss Collingwood.

Uh, I'm-I'm Charlie Moore.

I teach history
to most of these girls.

Although at the moment,
I can't say I recognize them.

And I would like to apologize
for their behavior.

Ah.

- What about yours?
- Eh, sorry?

You, out!

[chuckles]
Why?

Because I am the one
in the gym garb

and you are the one
in the history garb

so correct me if I'm wrong,
but, you, sir

are pulling rank
in the wrong room.

- Twenty laps, move.
- Oh, come on.

[all clamoring]

Move, move, move, move!

You and I, sir,
have a private caucus.

- There he is, come on.
- Okay.

Mr. Moore, I know
you're expecting my report

by the end of the day,
but I have a good excuse

and I brought Arvid here
to back me up.

- My computer--
- My word!

What is the name of the disease
you two boys are carrying?

Oh, look at these fingers.

They look like
they're cream filled.

What's holdin' your head up?

I've seen thicker necks
on a snake.

Hey, we don't have to take
that kind of talk from you.

Yeah, we're in boys' gym.

Oh, not at this moment,
you're not.

Give me 20!

Laps, splatter brains.

You, Laurel, move.

Hardy, follow, go!

- Twenty laps.
- M-Mr. Moore--

- It's your chance, run for it.
- Go!

Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut,
hut, hut, hut!

Allow me to be direct.

I do not need
to be rescued by any man

and furthermore, I do not
allow another teacher

to waltz into my class
and speak for me.

Uh, I'm sorry.

I-I'm very sorry
if I stepped on your toes.

Uh, I'm-I'm sure
that you had plans

to reprimand the girls.

Nope, no reprimand
was in order.

Do you know anything
about aikido, Mr. Moore?

- A little.
- Oh.

Yeah, it's a defensive
human exchange

in which you attempt to use
your opponent's strength

against him or her.

That's how I teach.

I push.
Finally, they're pushing back.

Oh.

I tear down useless individuals

and rebuild them back up
into fine athletes.

Well, if that method
works for you, uh..

Oh, it does

except for the odd time
you've reassembled

an individual and you look over
on the work bench

- and there's a spare--
- Spare part.

[laughs]
I love that one.

Alright, come on!
Get a move on, alright!

Come on,
I wanna see some action!

How about you?

Well, I-I prefer to build them
up rather than tear them down.

You know, you provide
a blueprint for learning

and occasionally
hammer in a loose pipe.

Whoa, that's good.

You wanna remember
something like that

to say in your deathbed.

[whistles]

You are a tough one,
aren't you?

- Wait, air force, right?
- Second generation.

Born at Clovis,
raised on 12 bases in the States

as well as
the European theater.

Ooh. Well, sounds like
an interesting life.

No complaints.
Alright, come on!

Let's keep it moving over there!

Come on, ho-ho-ho-ho!

You know, Charlie,
you're the first member

of the faculty
who's even attempted

to communicate with me.

The others kind of wimp out.

Well, I, I have a tendency
to be direct.

- No kidding.
- Oh, no, I do.

Well, uh, I heard a lot
of interesting things about you

and I wanted to meet you
and, uh, about your class

uh, there was no intrusion
intended.

- A thank you is in order.
- Ah, not at all.

- You want your boys back?
- No, they're all yours.

Yeah, pitiful.
A worm and a snail in the rain.

- Moore!
- Yeah.

- Do you ever go anywhere?
- Often, yeah.

No, I-I-I mean,
uh, maybe, we, uh..

Well, do you like hockey?

I like to watch, yes.

- I--
- Yeah, that's what I mean.

Uh, well, I have season tickets
to the Rangers' games

and, uh.. Tonight?

- Sure.
- Well, good.

- I'll look forward to it.
- Okay.

- Later.
- Yeah.

(Holly)
'Move, move, move!'

'Hut, hut!'

- Cheese squish?
- Oh, oh.

Oh! Dennis.

You know, I can't believe you
still haven't done your report.

Arvid, I started to.

I turned on my computer
and everything

but I got sidetracked.

I started hackin'
into the FBI computer.

Oh, that reminds me, you're now
public enemy number three.

Those Rangers really stunk up
the rink last--

What are you talkin'?

I've seen tougher crosschecking
at Snoopy On Ice.

Oh, well.

The Flyers played incredibly.

I mean, Hextall made
some brilliant saves--

Charlie, I didn't know you were
so passionate about hockey.

Well, I'm-I'm-I'm not
like Holly.

She throws her beer in the air.

Oh, yeah.

- Sorry about your coat.
- Oh, well.

You know, if you give me
a chance to return the favor

I happen to have tickets for
tonight's Knicks-Cleveland game.

Hey, the big guys in shorts?
Sure. Why not?

Well, tonight
the beer is on you.

[laughs]

I love it. Isn't he somethin'?

- Yeah.
- She's something, huh?

Uh-huh.

Thank you, Mr. Moore,
thank you, thank you

thank you, thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you!

What did I do?

We just wanted you
to talk to her

but you've done better.

You're dating her.
We owe you one.

- Thanks.
- Uh, we're not dating.

We just went to a hockey game.

Yeah? What about
the basketball game tonight?

[all clamoring]

The basketball game tonight
is not serious.

However, the problems
facing Anastasio Somoza

in Nicaragua 1979 were serious.

Why? Was he dating
a gym teacher too?

[indistinct chatter]

- Morning. Hi.
- Oh, hi, Charlie.

Uh, hey, I looked for us
on the news clips

of the game last night.
I-I think I spotted your coat.

- How did it look?
- Wet.

[laughs]

Hey, I got tickets
to the Coleman-Marshall fight

Saturday night? You interested?

Yeah, but, uh,
no more sport food, okay?

I, these-these hotdogs..

I'm wakin' up in the middle
of the night.

Me too. We keep it up,
we'll wind up lookin' like this.

I think
I got the prefect solution.

My apartment tonight.
My home-cooked turkey loaf.

No preservatives, brown rice

fresh steamed veggies,
what do you say?

I don't think you should go
to all that trouble.

Oh, it's no trouble.
We're friends. I care about ya.

- We on?
- Sure, thanks.

Okay, good. Later.

- You, dog, you.
- Sorry.

- You know what I mean.
- No, I don't.

You know.

If I keep saying that I don't,
are you gonna keep hitting me?

Right, right, right.
You're a gentleman.

I-I can appreciate
your discretion.

But if you are referring
to Miss Collingwood, uh

I assure you there's nothing
serious between us.

Ah, you heartbreaker, you.

[laughs]

Well, I, I consider her
a friend and that's it.

Right,
and I consider you a friend

for trying to mellow her up.

But, uh, be careful.

She can clean and jerk
twice her own bodyweight.

He certainly is making
a big deal out of all this.

I'll say.

I mean, just because
you and Miss Collingwood

are dating, just--

(Charlie)
'We are not dating, Miss Meara.'

We're just friends.

Oh, friends on their third date
in three nights?

Ah, they're not real dates.

Charlie,
you've just been invited

to a single woman's apartment

for a home-baked turkey loaf.

In Femalese, that is a date.

Well, I don't think
she looks at it that way.

Uh, you know,
she's, she's different.

Well, that's for sure,
but she's still a woman

and she has feelings
and she has dreams.

Did you notice
that she's wearing

that pink and lavender
tracksuit?

Mm-hmm.

Now surely,
you don't think that..

Dennis, this is a copy
of an old report.

- He'll never buy this.
- Why not? I did.

Twenty bucks to a guy
at NYU for this.

- Morning.
- Hey, Mr. Moore.

- My report.
- Great, about time.

Looks like a very
professional job, Dennis.

Thank you, thank you.

You sure you want
to turn this in?

Yeah.

- Okay.
- No.

Good. Still the best grade
I can now give you is a B

unless, of course,
you don't wanna turn

anything in until tomorrow

in which case
the best grade will be a C.

Uh..

Dennis, you blew 20 bucks
on this one

you still owe me 20 bucks.

Here, we're even.

[bell rings]

Okay, let's get started.

Mr. Moore,
you're a miracle worker.

I'm very flattered, but we still
have to get started.

She means with Queen Kong.

You've turned that woman
into a human being.

It's true, Mr. Moore.

Yesterday,
she was understanding.

She was nice.

She didn't even once
called me maggot.

(Darlene)
'Mm-hmm.'

That's very nice,
but, uh, I don't think

I have that much to do with it.

Men, they're so naive.

Mm, isn't it obvious, Mr. Moore?
She's crazy about you.

[all cheering]

[screaming]

Uh-oh.

[whistles]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I am, I'm trying.

I-I'm just no good in sports.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Merriman.
Maybe I've been too hard on you.

There must be something
physical you're good at?

- How about shopping?
- 'Excellent.'

Let's more appropriately
redirect our attention

into that arena.

- You know about shopping?
- Of course, I do.

Where do you think I get
my clothes? Salvation Army?

Yeah.

Very good humor.

Alright,
now you spot a sale rack.

You wanna force your way
through the crowd.

The pick and roll technique
can be as handy

at a half price bin
as it is right here

in the basketball court.

[grunting]

That's how I get my sport bras.

Three for $5. I buy in bulk.

[bell rings]

Alright, girls, hit the showers.

[whistles]

- Hi, how is it going?
- Hi.

- It's going great.
- Okay.

Listen,
have a great date tonight.

We wanna get out
of gym early tomorrow.

Hey, Charlie, hi!

Hey, what do you say
before the fight

Saturday night,
we barbeque, huh?

Well, I'll tell you, uh..

...I'm not sure
that I can make it.

Why? You get something else on?

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

Uh, I'm not sure that I should
come for dinner tonight.

Why not?

I think that
we've started spending

too much time together.

We'll eat fast.

I think I misrepresented myself
and I let this thing go too far.

Oh, that's very sweet.

What the hell
are you talking about?

You're new in town
and you don't know

a lot of people, uh..

You did just break up
with a guy

and, uh, now you're developing
this thing with me.

Oh, I see, it's a thing, is it?

I think I'm beginning
to catch your drift.

Good, be-because, uh, I-I think

I can understand the feelings
you have for me.

Oh, yeah? And just what
are those feelings, Charlie?

- Infatuation.
- Oh.

You do know
you're makin' a complete idiot

of yourself, don't ya?

- I am?
- Oh, yeah.

Your helmet's on way too tight.

Who the hell
do you think you are?

I wanted somebody, a friend

to go to a couple of ballgames
with, that's all.

Maybe..
Never mind, forget it.

Hey, come on, Holly.

Hey, what did I just say?
Forget it.

[knock on door]

I know who I am. Who are you?

(Charlie)
'Holly, it's Charlie Moore.'

Charlie Moore, the idiot?

'If I'm such an idiot, I guess I
wouldn't really know, would I?'

Hi.

I'm, uh, sorry
if I surprised you. Uh..

May I come in for a minute?

A minute? I'll set the timer.

Look, uh,
I made some assumptions

and I was wrong.

I, uh, th-the thing
was not a romantic thing.

It was, uh, something
called friendship.

I'm sorry.

Okay, I understand.

Thanks for droppin' by.

What about the friendship?

Oh, we're back to that again,
are we?

Well, I think
we were always there.

I just didn't recognize it.

Well, I don't do so well
at friendship.

I make mistakes.

Well, can I give you
a piece of advice?

I mean, that-that's something
that friends do

but they need their friends
to, uh, forgive them.

Oh, oh, you want me to say
I forgive you?

I can't. It's not me.

Besides, someone
might hug someone

then someone might
get the wrong idea.

Look, I admit that I certainly

got the wrong idea
about a few things.

Why, do women throw themselves
at you every day?

What? Not exact..

I had a pretty decent run
in college, yeah.

I don't have to hear
about it, do I?

Look, I, I made my appearance.

I made my apology.

[timer dings]

And obviously,
my one minute is up.

Oh, that just means
the turkey loaf is ready.

Well, I'm-I'm sure
you'll enjoy it.

Oh, I can't eat it all.
It's too much food.

Holly, I didn't come here
for a meal.

I know that.

Charlie!

I want you to stay for dinner.

I want you to stay.

What do you say?

Would I, would I have to eat
the steamed cauliflower?

No.

Not all of it.

Not any of it!

I'll eat the cauliflower.

You'll eat the cauliflower?

Sure. What are friends for?

Come on, get yourself a plate.

- Alright.
- Take your coat off. Here!

Morning, Dennis.
You have something for me?

No. No, Mr. Moore, I don't.

And I'm not gonna give you
some lame excuse either.

I just didn't do the work.

Nope, don't say anything.

I know that I've let you down,
so you know what?

I'm gonna go home this weekend

and think long and hard
about what I've done.

I don't think so, Dennis.

I think
you're gonna be doin' laps.

- Laps?
- Yeah.

Uh, call them history laps.

I want you to trace
every major event

in the Iran-Iraq conflict
from the point of view of Iraq.

And then I want you to go back
and retrace the same events

from the point of view of Iran.

And then I'd like you
to examine

all of those same events
from the point of view

of every member
of the United Nations.

Mr. Moore, that will take weeks!

Yeah, but, Dennis,
you're gonna build

a lot of upper,
upper body strength.

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