All language subtitles for Head.Of.The.Class.S04E09_2

[theme music]

I think it's great
that you like a guy, T.J.

Which one is it?

It's, uh..
I-I-I, I can't say.

Oh, come on, T.J.

Well, the really cute one.

- Eric?
- No.

He is cute in a interesting
sort of way.

- Alex.
- No.

He's cute and interesting,
he has weird hair

and he is someone who might
actually go out with me.

Arvid?

No. It's Aristotle.

Oh, good, because I was
down to either him

or the skin head
with the snake tattoo.

[chuckles]

Well, how do I get him
to notice me?

Oh, just go talk to him.

Well, what do I say?

Anything. Just say the first
thing that comes to your mind.

- Aristotle!
- Yes.

Where did you get a dumb name
like Aristotle?

What did I say?

[bell ringing]

- Hey!
- Hi.

Okay, before we get started
I wanna remind you

that your essays are due
before the end of the week.

- Arvid, are you okay?
- Are you alright, Arvid?

- Arvid, are you alright?
- Arvid..

What's the matter?

- My, my, my..
- What, what?

You acting like somebody
died or something.

[gasps]

- Died?
- Who-who died?

Someone in your family?

Your mom?

Uh, y-your aunt.

- Uncle?
- Your grandpa?

[indistinct chatter]

Arvid, who died?

My dog!

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Well..

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Hey! Arvid, about your dog..

Yeah, poor Einstein.

Yeah, well, uh,
I just wanted to tell you

I'm really sorry about him
dying and, and..

Oh, what am I saying,
I'm not sorry.

That dog hated me.

He did not.
Einstein loved you.

No! He loved my leg.

Listen, Arvid, um,
we are all sorry about your..

Most of us
are sorry about your dog.

Thank you, Mr. Moore.

Somebody tell me the Republican
campaign slogan for 1928.

"A chicken in every pot
and two cars in every garage."

That's right.

Somewhat ironic, uh

by the 1930's though since

in 1932, the reporter
who actually coined the phrase

was broke and begging for money

to support his wife
and three children.

That's terrible.

That was the Depression.

And here comes the inflation.

Excuse me, Mr. Moore, I hope

I'm not disturbing
anything important.

Oh, no, just a lesson
I spent several hours preparing.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

As you know, uh, tomorrow night
is the first of two meets

against Bronx Science.

Needless to say,
I want a clean sweep.

So, practice tonight
is mandatory.

- Okay, we'll be there.
- We'll be there.

Good!

If we finish early,
I will teach you

the fine points
of the Bronx cheer.

So, in the 1930's--

Uh, excuse me, Charlie, um..

Are you the last interruption
or is there a line behind you?

I'm sorry. Uh, Sarah, could I
talk to you for a minute?

Sure.

Uh-oh. Bad news Bernadette
strikes again.

"Bad news Bernadette?"
She looks like good news to me.

Yeah, whenever she calls a kid
out of class, it's trouble.

Uh, for you maybe,
not for Sarah.

Yeah, what kind of trouble
could Sarah be in?

Maybe Dr. Samuels has
a new rule against perkiness.

[chuckles]

Maybe, she is the one
who has been doing

the happy face graffiti.

Oh, right.

- So what did she say?
- 'Yeah, is everything alright?'

- 'Yeah.'
- You in trouble?

No, no, everything's fine.

- Well, so what happened?
- Yeah, what happened?

My grandmother died.

Oh! I-I mean that's not fine.
Of course, it's terrible.

Oh, I-I really did care
about her, it's just that

she'd been sick as a dog.

Oh, Einstein was
sick as a dog, too.

And, uh, of course,
he-he is a dog. Or was.

He's dead, you know.

Arvid, we do know.

Go ahead, Sarah.

Well, uh, Mr. Moore, there is
really not much more to say.

I mean, I hardly ever saw her
except on holidays.

And you know,
every once in a while

I'd go over,
I'd take her for a walk and--

Oh, take him for a walk. Oh..

That was my favorite part.

Except when Einstein would
meet up with a cat

and he'd started
barking like..

[yipping]

Arvid, Arvid.

We're-we're all sorry
about your dog.

But Sarah has just
lost her grandmother.

Uh, you're right, Mr. Moore.

First my dog
and then, her grandmother.

They say they always
go in threes.

I wonder who's next.

You, if you don't quit whinin'
about that dead mutt.

Dennis!

Oh, I'm sorry, Arv,
don't cry.

- So, how did it happen?
- Well--

The poor thing was chasing
a boxer down Fifth Avenue--

Arvid, Arvid, Arvid, Arvid.

We're talkin' about
her grandmother.

Oh!

Sarah, i-if there is anything
that we can do..

Oh, no, Mr. Moore,
I'm fine, really.

Sarah, if it makes you
feel any better

I'm a firm believer
in reincarnation.

I mean, right now, your
grandmother could be anything.

A flower, an aardvark,
who knows maybe even that fly.

Whoops!

Now she's an aardvark again.

Would you people show a little
sensitivity to Sarah's feelings?

Yeah, I met Sarah's grandmother.

She was a really nice lady.
I'm sorry, Sarah.

Oh, thanks,
but it's okay everybody.

Look, I got through
my mother's death

when I was just a little kid.

And believe me, this one
will be no big deal.

Oh, that sounds awful,
doesn't it?

I mean, I really am sorry
that it happened.

It's just that really,
you guys..

I really didn't know her
all that well.

I hope you're not
doing the eulogy.

Um, I think I can understand
how Sarah feels.

[sighs]

What do we really know
about our grandparents, anyway?

Every year, there is
a couple of dollars

stuck into a birthday card.

[chuckles]
Yeah.

And they all have
a tendency to leave

hard candy
on the coffee table.

- That's true.
- That's her, that's her.

But, uh, what do we really
know about their lives?

I mean, they are the best source
of living history that we have.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, they are.

[bell ringing]

Listen, for tomorrow

I want you to investigate
the lives of your grandparents

during the Depression.

And be prepared to deliver
an oral report.

- Tomorrow. Okay?
- Okay.

- 'Okay, see you then.'
- See you later, Mr. Moore.

- 'Have a good day.'
- Bye, Mr. Moore.

Sarah.

Listen, uh,
in view of the situation

with your grandmother, uh

you don't have to deliver
your report tomorrow, okay?

Why?

Well, it seems like you don't
really wanna talk about her.

Look, Mr. Moore,
I'm fine. Really.

Mr. Moore?

Even though I too
have suffered a loss

I'd be happy to do
the assignment.

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T.J., if you want
to attract a man

you've gotta dress
more femininely.

Uh, you've got a problem
with what I'm wearin', lady?

Well, it's fine
if you're planning a career

in pest control.

Here's what you do.

You start with an
Anne Klein silk blouse.

Maybe a cashmere sweater.

Pringle makes a nice line.

Liz Claiborne's doing
some interesting things

with pleated skirts
this season.

And you finish it off with
a pair of Pappagallo flats.

By the way, who is the guy?

Aristotle!

What you're wearing
will be fine.

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- Oh, hi, Sarah.
- Hi!

Look, I brought you this book
I think will help you

get through this
difficult time.

"How To Turn A Personal Loss
Into Capital Gains".

I'm really touched, Alan,
and so are you.

Sarah, are you sure there's
nothing we can do to help?

I am fine and I'd be
a lot better off

if everybody would just
stop being so nice to me.

T.J., what the heck
happened to you?

Hey, that looks funky fresh.

What are you doin'
Saturday night?

Huh, nothin'.

Cool! Can I borrow
one of those earrings?

[bell ringing]

Engen, why weren't you
at practice last night?

I, uh.. Mr. Moore said
it'd be okay if I went home.

You told him he could
skip practice?

Uh, m-may I speak to you?

I-I think you should know that

Arvid was in no condition
to practice last night.

- Uh-huh?
- There has been a death.

Someone close?

Yeah, you could say that.

Well, why didn't you
tell me so?

Stand aside, Mr. Moore.

This takes training
and sensitivity.

Engen, get over here.

You know, I almost
went into psychiatry.

I could recommend
several doctors.

Son, I understand
you lost someone close.

Known him a long time?

Well, we were
potty-trained together.

Must've been very hard
on the family.

Um, actually it was
hardest on me.

My mother was really sick of him
chewing the furniture and

dad was really tired of him
sniffing our guests.

What kind of friend
we talkin' about here?

My dog.

You mean to tell me
you missed practice

over some mangy mongrel?

[whimpering]

Nice technique, Dr. Samuels.

Took my therapist about
three months to get me to cry.

Great! Sarah is going
to her grandmother's funeral.

My star player's a basket case.

We've lost!

Oh, don't worry, Dr. Samuels.

I'm not going to the funeral.

- What?
- Whoa. What?

That's the school spirit!

Go team!

Carry on.

You're not goin' to
your own grandmother's funeral?

Well, I don't think
I should miss the academic meet.

Well, that's cold.

No, Sarah, you let us worry
about the meet.

You should go to the funeral.

Uh, no, I-I don't
believe in funerals.

Sarah, it's your grandmother.

[indistinct chatter]

Okay, okay, you're right.

My grandmother died,
and I'm not going to the funeral

and I'm not crying,
and I'm a horrible person.

Now can we please
get on with the class?

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Dennis. Good news.

I think I'm finally
over my grief.

A little late.

We already lost
the academic meet.

I know. I just couldn't
stop thinking about my dog.

Yeah, tell me about it.

The sequel of Tom Sawyer's
"Huckleberry Finn".

Not Huckleberry Hound.

Dennis, Dennis, I'll make up for
tomorrow night at the rematch.

But I think I have
the whole thing under control.

Einstein may be dead,
but that doesn't mean

I can't be near him.

I've got his ashes.

You know, I think you may have
something here, Arv.

Add a little hot water,
"Cup-O-Dog."

Stay.

So the idea of
teaching entrepreneurship

really sounds interesting.

And I think we should
discuss it further

at a faculty meeting..

Uh, Mr. Moore?

I just wanna tell you
that I'm sorry

about my outburst on Friday.

Oh. It's okay.

It's natural that you have
a lot of emotions now, Sarah.

It's good that you
express them, you know?

Probably makes you feel better.

Well, actually it made me
feel even worse.

My father came back from the
funeral and he brought me this.

My grandmother wanted me
to have this locket.

It means that she was thinkin'
about me while she was dying

and, and I didn't do anything.

I didn't go to see her and
I couldn't go to her funeral.

You couldn't?

Okay, I, I wouldn't.

I told you, Mr. Moore,
I don't believe in funerals.

You really do look like
your grandmother.

I know. It's like
lookin' in a mirror.

You know, I remember her telling
me once when I was a little girl

that I'd grow up
to look just like her.

Well, I bet you have a lot more
in common besides looks.

I think you should
talk to your father.

You know, he probably has
a lot of stories about her.

What's the point, Mr. Moore?
It's too late.

It's not too late
to sort out your feelings.

[instrumental music]

And what's really interesting
about my grandpa

is he's a vegetarian,
just like me.

And today he's still alive, spry
and has all his faculties.

- How old is he?
- Fifty-seven.

It's amazing.

Well, I suppose
we can all see..

Okay, huddle up, team!

Tonight's our rematch
with Bronx Science.

Now last week,
they kicked our cans.

But they had
the home court advantage.

- Yeah.
- Right.

This time, they're gonna be
on our floor.

- Yeah.
- Our floor.

In front of our crowd.

(all)
Our crowd.

With our referee!

(all)
Our referee.

If you get my drift.

[chuckles]

Arvid, you are over
this dog thing, aren't you?

Yes, Dr. Samuels, I am.

What's in there?

My dog.

Oh, Mr. Moore,
I'm sorry I'm late.

I hope that's not
her grandmother.

Mr. Moore?

Mr. Moore, you were right.

I found out
about my grandmother.

I'm ready to do
my report now.

Good. Let's go.

This was my grandmother.
Clara Nevins.

She turned out to be a lot more
than just a little old lady.

I found out that
she'd lost her first baby.

Back then, the infant
mortality rate in Harlem

was much higher than in
any place else in the city.

So my grandmother,
she decided to devote her life

to improving medical care
for babies.

So she worked three jobs

and she put herself
through medical school.

Then, in 1937,
she became pregnant again.

And this time, she had
proper medical attention

and she gave birth
to a healthy baby boy.

My father.

And, you know, as my father
was talking, Mr. Moore

'I remembered how,
when I would get sick'

'my father,
he'd call my grandmother'

and she'd come over

and she'd take care of me,
and she could answer

all my questions.

In a lot of ways,
I owe my dreams

of becoming a doctor
to my grandmother.

That's very nice.

You, uh, feel better?

Well, Mr. Moore,
I-I feel even worse now

because, I know what
a wonderful person she was.

It's too late.
I-I'll never see her again.

There is always channeling.

Save it, Viki.

Maybe I should've gone
to the funeral.

Sarah, it's okay.

I mean, I-I never understood
the point of funerals

anyway, you know?

You know, a lot of people
feel like Alex does.

There are people who do not want
a funeral after they die.

'But funerals are not
for the dead.'

They're for the living.

Every culture
has its own burial rituals

from the pyramids of Egypt

to Viking funeral pyres
to Irish wakes.

It's a way of saying goodbye.

You're absolutely right,
Mr. Moore.

We'll have a funeral
for Einstein.

- Oh, no.
- Get outta here.

- Come on, Arvid.
- Give me a break, Arvid.

No, no, no, really,
I'll, I'll rent a chapel

get a-a minister, an organist..

Oh, let's just get a dust buster
and get it over with quick.

Seriously, I.. We could do it
right here after school.

You know, before
the academic meet.

Thanks, Mr. Moore.
That's great.

[bell ringing]

- See you later, Mr. Moore.
- 'Yeah.'

Hey, it'll be nice.

- Oh, come on.
- Mr. Moore, come on.

Mr. Moore, we're not
really gonna have

a dog funeral, are we?

Well, look.

Arvid is obviously having
trouble getting over this.

So, maybe a funeral would help.

[indistinct chatter]

If nothing else,
it gives you a chance

to show him that you do
really care about him.

[instrumental music]

Thank you for coming.

I bet this would look pretty
weird to an outside observer.

This looks pretty weird
to an inside observer.

Thank you for coming, Dennis.

This is for you,
not the deceased.

Looks very nice, Arvid.

Thanks, Mr. Moore. You know, I..

I wanted it to be solemn
but not somber.

Thanks.

Well, we're all gathered here

to mourn the loss
and celebrate the life

of, Einstein Engen.

For 14 years, Arvid's
good friend and companion.

Why don't you take over
from here, Arvid?

Uh. Uh, yes, yes.
Uh, right.

Before I begin my eulogy,
I'd like to begin

by showing a few slides
to commemorate Einstein.

Uh, oh, first..

♪ When I was a lad ♪

♪ And old Shep was ♪

♪ A pup.. ♪♪

(Arvid)
'This is Einstein chewing his
very first pocket protector.'

'This is Einstein
with Dennis.'

[chuckling]

'This is Einstein
with my grandparents.'

We used to take him with us
whenever we would visit.

'This is Einstein on the beach.'

[chuckling]

[indistinct chatter]

Yeah, there's Einstein
in the bathtub.

[chuckling]

This is, uh,
playing Frisbee together.

'I never could catch it
with my mouth like he did.'

It kept bouncing off
my retainer.

(all)
'Aw!'

(Arvid)
'This is the two of us together
just last month.'

I know that to a lot of you,
Einstein was just a dog.

But...he was a lot more
than that to me.

'He was a, a living soul'

who brought happiness
to everyone he touched.

We shared a lot together.

I wish I could've had
more time with him.

It's alright.

Arvid, that was
really beautiful.

- Yeah.
- 'It was very good, Arvid.'

'Very nice.'

Uh, Dennis,
you wanna get the lights?

Right.

(Charlie)
'It was very nice.'

So, uh, would anyone else
like to say anything?

'Sarah?'

Well, Arvid, I-I'm really sorry
about Einstein.

Thank you, Sarah.

The last funeral that I went to
was for my mother.

And I was just a little girl.

And I promised myself that
I'd never go through that again

because it hurt too much.

And I guess that's why I didn't
go to my grandmother's.

Arvid, I-I know
that this was for your dog.

But to tell you the truth

the whole time,
I was thinkin' about her.

Arvid, I feel like I have been
to her funeral now.

I know. It's weird, huh?

To pay your last respects
for somebody

at a, a service for a terrier.

If my grandma's watching

I wonder what she thinks.

Well, chances are
your grandmother was

a very wise woman
and she saw a lot.

I'm sure she'd see
the humor in this.

[indistinct chatter]

You're right.
It's funny, isn't it?

[chuckles]
It's very funny.

Yes.

[sobbing]

Uh, Arvid

we can't bring Einstein back.

And, uh,
we all know how you feel.

So we wanted you to
have this.

Oh, thanks, Dennis.

Oh, thanks, everybody.

[Arvid chuckling]

Oh, you're so cute.
Yes, you are.

[instrumental music]

You know, if you don't
wanna go out with me

why don't you just say so
instead of leading me on?

T.J., I don't even know
what you're talkin' about.

Okay, go ahead,
play with my emotions.

What are you sayin'? You wanna
go out with me or somethin'?

You know, you're really
pushin' it, buddy.

Then why didn't you just
drop a few hints?

[scoffs]
Hints?

I tried to strike up
a conversation with you.

I pranced around in a really
killer outfit for you.

I played harder to get
than Rubik's Cube.

I've been in your face
for the last week.

Then why didn't you just
ask me out?

I'm shy.

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