All language subtitles for S2E4-Ed The Redecorator_Subtítulos01.ENG

[whinnies]

Hello. I'm Mister Ed.

♪ A horse is a horse,
of course, of course ♪

♪ And no one can talk
to a horse, of course ♪

♪ That is, of course,
unless the horse ♪

♪ Is the famous
Mister Ed ♪

♪ Go right to the source
and ask the horse ♪

♪ He'll give you
the answer ♪

♪ That you'll endorse ♪

♪ He's always
on a steady course ♪

♪ Talk to Mister Ed ♪

[chuckles]

Oh, wait a minute.

You're pathetic.
Give me that putter.

You're going to put?

Somebody's got to show you
what you're doing wrong.

Okay, here you go.

Put the ball down.

All right. All right.

xf Go ahead, Mr. Snead.

[Mister Ed]
See how simple it is?

You say I was stabbing
the ball, huh?

You're right.

Who's right?

Uh-- Uh, I'm right.

I always tell myself
how to play games.

I mean if you can't trust
yourself who can you trust?

For a start,
I'd suggest a psychiatrist.

Kay left the me this note
saying she'd be back around 4.

Have you any idea
where she went?

She was supposed to call
an electrician to fix our bridge lamp.

Well, Carol took her
to the home decorator show.

I get free tickets every year.

Oh, fine.
Those free tickets of yours

will probably cost me
a fortune.

Now Kay will come home
full of expensive ideas

on how
to redecorate our house.

Oh, I doubt that, Rog.

Why, you just decorated it
15 years ago.

14.

Now, it isn't the money,
Wilbur.

- You of all people
should know that. - Oh, I know that, Rog.

I mean, you're the first man

to pick up a check
in a restaurant.

You never deprive Kay
of anything.

And the whole
neighborhood knows

you're generous to a fault.

This is a recording.

How droll.

Rog, I'd like to show you
a little putting trick

I learned from
a putting expert.

No, no, no. Not right now.

I've got to get back
and fix that bridge lamp.

Fix the bridge lamp?

Well, look,
I'll get my toolbox.

No, no. No, thanks.

The last thing you fixed
was our toaster.

What's wrong?
Doesn't it pop up?

Like an atlas missile.

Our entire kitchen ceiling
is done in pumpernickel.

Well, you get
a long butter knife.

I'm a little weak on toasters,
but I'm great on lamps.

Come on, we'll get my toolbox.

They'll be eating
by candle light tonight.

Wilbur?

Kay, they must be over
at your place.

Come on, I'm dying to show
Wilbur this brochure.

Uh, Carol, I know you like
that Hawaiian furniture,

but do you think it's
a good idea to redecorate your whole house?

I mean what's Wilbur
going to say?

Oh, when he sees
these pictures, he'll flip.

Yeah, when he sees
those prices, he'll flop.

[Carol]
But we don't have to pay cash.

That decorator, uh,
Beverly Cavell,

he said he could arrange
all the financing.

[chuckles]

Uh, where are you going?

I'm going to put Mr. Cavell's
brochure on Wilbur's desk.

After all he's an architect
and once he sees this gorgeous Hawaiian motif.

He'll run right down
to the bank.

Yeah, throw himself
right off the roof.

Wilbur, maybe I better
call an electrician.

You don't mind, a little
positive thinking, please.

All right, I'm positive I ought
to call an electrician.

What for? It's all fixed.

There we are.

Now I just take the plug

and put the plug into the--
Into the thing here.

There.
And let there be light.

Funny, wonder what's wrong.

Well, I haven't your vast
technical knowledge,

but speaking as a laymen,

I would suggest you
put in that bulb.

Oh.
[chuckles]

Rog, you may have stumbled
on the answer.

There we are.

This will fix it.

Your good old lamp will be
just as good as new.

[bulb pops]

Should I bury it
in the backyard next to the toaster?

[phone rings]

Hello.

Yes, he's right here.
Hold it.

It's for you, Mr. Edison.

Hello.

Wilbur, your wife is trying
to squander our money again.

What do you mean?

Oh.

Hawaiian modern, huh?

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Oh, here they are, sweetie.

Oh, Wilbur, thanks so much.
I really enjoyed the decorator show.

- Good.
- Addison, you just should have seem--

Nothing in this house
is going to be changed.

- I agree.
I'm telling you right here.

You can cry.
You can stamp your feet.

What did you say?

What? I love our house
just the way it is.

I didn't see a thing
I wanted to buy.

All right, who are you,

and what are you doing
in my wife's clothes?

Carol, how did you like
the show?

Oh, it was very nice.

They had some
very interesting ideas.

Personally, I can't stand
Hawaiian modern.

Who said anything
about Hawaiian modern?

Isn't that what you
were leading up to?

Having the whole house
redecorated.

Well, yes,
but how did you know?

Oh, well, when you came in,

your eyes looked
like two coconuts.

Kay?

I didn't tell him.
I was with you.

Wilbur, how did you know?

My dear, you married a man
with strange mystical powers.

Just keep him away from lamps
and toaster.

I got to get back to work.

Oh and, uh, you can throw away

that brochure you put
on my desk.

How-- How did you know that?

Swami sees all, knows all.

Kay?

I don't know how he did it,
sweetie.

But you're wired for sound.

Yeah.
[chuckles]

What a nice brochure.

Yeah, that interior decorator
has some interesting ideas.

Hanging grass mats
on the wall.

How charming.

Hey, Wilbur.

Wake up.

Wake up, buddy boy.

Oh, what is it, Ed?

Can you imagine your wife

wanting to redecorate
the whole house?

It's ridiculous.

Yeah, that's what I told her.

The trouble spot
is right here.

What?

My room,
it looks like a stable.

Well, it is a stable.

Doesn't mean it has
to look like one.

Now just a minute, Ed.

What are you driving at?

I want my stable done over
in Hawaiian modern.

Oh, you're kidding.

No, I'm not.

You think I like
living this way?

Well, you never
complained before.

True, but don't you wonder

why I never invite any
of my friends over?

All right, tell you
what I'll do.

Next week,
I'll give your stall a fresh coat of paint.

No.

Wallpaper.

Grass wallpaper.

Grass wallpaper?

Yup.

You just want something
to nibble on

while you're watching
television.

- That's right.
- This what I'm gonna do.

I'll repaint and I'll change
the straw on the floor, but that's all.

I'll bet you didn't buy
your wife off

with a coat of paint
and a change of straw.

I didn't have to buy her off.

I simple told her we couldn't
afford to redecorate

and that was the end of it.

- Oh.
- [phone rings]

Excuse me, Ed.

Hello.

Oh, yeah, honey.

Lunch? Be right in.

- Gonna have lunch, Ed.
- Wilbur.

Yeah.

You're leaving
a very unhappy horse.

You'll get over it.

♪ [Hawaiian music]

What are you going
to do now, Lilani?

Dive for pennies?

Alhoa au i ã'oe.

It means I love you, darling.

Wicky-wacky hulli
yacky-hicky doola.

That means you can wiggle
all day,

we are not doing
the house over.

What's going on?

Just ignore her, Rog.

Oh, I am. I am.

Uh.

Uh-uh.

Well, I see the natives
are restless tonight.

What's going on?

Don't ask me.
I just got off the boat.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

I haven't had so much fun
in years.

- Wonderful.
- Oh, isn't it?

Oh.

Hello, Kay.

But, darling,
I haven't finished my number.

Oh, Wilbur, admit it.

Wouldn't be fun to have
every luncheon like this?

Honey, I loved your show,

but I think that was
your closing performance.

Oh, Wilbur, at least
talk to the decorator.

Sorry, Tondelayo.

If you folks will excuse me,

I'm due for a haircut
on the mainland.

Uh, if you go
for this Hawaiian stuff,

I'll learn the hula.

You do, and we're back
to 49 states.

His wife's a cinch
to get the house done.

There's only one way
to get my barn done at the same time.

Call that decorator myself.

Operator.

[doorbell rings]

- Hello, Mrs. Post.
- Why, Mr. Cavell.

Didn't your husband tell you
he phoned me?

Well, no, but--
Please come in. Come in.

Oh, that's just like
my husband.

He always loves to surprise me.

Mr. Cavell, ever since
I saw your display at the decorator show,

that's all I've been
talking about.

Oh, this room has great
possibilities, Mrs. Post.

It just screams
for Hawaiian modern.

I've been doing
a little screaming myself,

but I never thought
it would do any good.

Make yourself comfortable,
Mr. Cavell.

I'll get my husband.

Thank you.

♪ Aloha Oe ♪

Wilbur. Wilbur.

Oh, darling,
what a wonderful surprise.

What's the surprise?
I told you I was going to get a haircut.

Oh, honey, stop it.

This beats any gift
you ever given me.

Honey, you deserved it.

Whatever it is.

Wilbur, the joke is over.

I know you called
that decorator, Mr. Cavell.

He's in the living room
waiting for us.

Mr. Cavell?

He said the house was just
perfect for Hawaiian modern.

Well, come on, honey.
His time is valuable.

Well, you know how
expensive he is?

Yeah, yeah, of course.
You go on ahead, Carol.

I got to put
all this stuff away.

All right, darling.

Oh, you sweet wonderful man.

Careful now.

A man can get five years

for hitting a horse
with glasses.

Ed, this--
this is the dirtiest trick you ever pulled.

You've got me in
a terrible jam with Carol

and I don't know how
I'm going to get out of it.

Do you know what it would cost

to have Beverly Cavell
do the house?

But I only wanted him
to do the barn.

He doesn't do barns!

Yell, but don't hit.

How am I gonna
get rid of this guy and still keep my wife.

Ed, what were you
thinking about when you phoned him?

Hawaiian modern.

Hawaiian?

That's ridiculous.

Asking a famous decorator
like Beverly Cavell

to do your barn?

Why, a man
with his reputation?

If you asked him to do a barn,

he'd walk right out of here
and never come back.

And that's exactly
what I'm gonna do.

Ask him to do a barn.

And right along here,
I'll put a drift wood planter

to give us
that outside-inside feeling.

Oh,, yes.

And now to capture the warm,
lush, sensuality of the tropics.

I suggest a mural here
in the style of, let's say,

- Gaugin.
- Gaugin.

Marvelous. Simply heavenly.

Oh, Mr. Cavell,
you're bringing this whole room to life

Oh, Wilbur, just wait until
you hear Mr. Cavell's ideas.

They're just wonderful.

I'm sure they are.
Hi, I'm Wilbur Post.

A pleasure.
Uh, Mr. Post, I must admit I'm a little surprised.

Your voice, it sounded so much
deeper over the phone.

Uh, yeah, well,
it starts low in the morning

and then gains altitude
during the day.

Yes.

Mr. Cavell and I
would like to talk business a few minutes.

All right, I'll fix my coffee.
Excuse me, Mr. Cavell.

Oh, go get him.

Now, Mr. Cavell.

Uh, Mr. Post, I better
warn you, I'm not cheap.

Oh, I don't want to haggle.
Oh, no.

Actually, I don't want to do
the whole house.

I thought we start
with just one room.

Oh, well, what room did you
want me to do?

If you'll follow me
I'll show you.

This room you want done,
Mr. Post.

What is it?

A guest house?

uh, not exactly, no.

A rumpus room?

Well, I wouldn't call it
that, either.

Will anyone be living in it?

Yeah, my horse.

Your horse?

Right this way, Mr. Cavell.

Your horse?

Now, do you think
Hawaiian modern would go well in here?

Oh, I see, Mr. Post.
You want me to do your office.

Oh, no, no,
the office is fine.

I want you to do the stall.

Stall?

But really, Mr. Post,
you must be joking?

You're asking Beverly Cavell
to decorate a stable.

Think the job is to big
for you, huh?

Stall?

The house of Cavell
has a reputation to maintain.

- Good day, Mr. Post.
- Good day, Mr. Cavell.

However this is
the slow season.

Oh, now, Mr. Cavell,

I wouldn't want you
to do anything

that might damage
your reputation.

Um, I could do it at night.

I think I could make the stall
look quite attractive

and still retain
the barnsey flavor.

The barnsey flavor?

Well, how much monsey--
Money.

I have a strict rule.

I never accept a job
for under $1,500.

1,500?

Oh, that is far too much.

But rules are made
to be broken.

And, uh, this stall does
represent a challenge.

Well, I put the coffee on.

Oh, honey, we'll be right in.

All right, dear.

Oh, Gaugin.

Now, Mr. Post, why don't you
tell me just how much

you like to spend
on the stable.

Stable?

Oh, you're having
that done, too.

Yeah, well--

Yes, dear,
this is the trouble spot.

But we are going
to do our home, too?

Oh, yes. Yes.

Well, get around to that
a couple of years.

If you think
this is a trouble spot,

just wait till you get back
to the house.

Umph, now, uh, Mr. Post,
as I was saying,

we can still keep
that barnsey flavor.

Mr. Cavell,
I think you better put it off

until I call you
on the phonsey.

Ah, wonderful dinner tonight.

Everything I like.

Caesar salad. Roast beef.
Au Gratin potatoes.

Apple pie.

Would have been perfect

if you'd been
in the restaurant with me.

Look, honey,
we'll do the house.

Believe me.

When?

When, well, just as soon
as we can afford it.

Afford it?

You're ready to do the barn.

Look, I only said that to--

as an excuse
to get rid of Cavell.

I was kind of embarrassed
to tell him he was too high.

So I asked him to do the barn
figuring he walk out on me.

Look, honey,
we'll do the house

the minute I find a man
that isn't too high.

Is that a promise?

You bet it is.

Look, I got an idea, honey.

The Addisons have been after us
to go to Palm Springs.

Uh-huh.

Well, then why don't
the four us jump in a car

and take off?

I'd love it.

Oh, darling,
I'm sorry I made you eat

in a restaurant tonight.

You poor kid.

You probably didn't even
have any dinner.

Who didn't?
I was in the booth right next to you.

Good morning, Ed.

Uh, hi, Wilbur.

Did you patch things up
with your wife?

- Yeah, no thanks to you.
- What?

We're leaving for Palm Springs
right now.

Oh, boy. That sun will do me
a lot of good.

I've been looking
a little pale.

You're not going.

Not going?

Yeah, I owe this trip
to Carol.

She was very upset about
not getting the house done.

And I was upset about
not getting my stall done,

so take me, too.

I'm sorry, old boy.

But you'll be
well taken care of.

I've ask Mr. Johnson across
the street to look in on you.

Oh.

They're waiting for me.
Send you a post card, Ed.

[mocking]
"Send you a post card, Ed."

Everything for her.
Nothing for me.

Treats me like some kind
of animal.

I'll show him.

Won't they be surprise
when they get home.

Information, please.

Oh, honey,
we had such a wonderful time.

Yeah, well, it's nice
to be home isn't it?

Oh, yes,
but I could have stayed another couple of days.

Excuse me, honey.
I better see how Ed is.

- All right, dear.
- Just leave the bags here.

Oh, no, I'll get them.

Good, I was hoping you would.

[whistling]

Good morning, Ed.

♪ [Hawaiian music]

[singing Hawaiian song]

[music stops]

Uh, welcome to the islands,
malahini.

Ed,

you flipped.

You flipped.

Well, when Carol sees this
she'll leave me.

And I will leave you.

Leave me?
Now, wait a minute, Wilbur. You wouldn't do that.

I'm only a dumb animal.

Not too dumb to phone Cavell

and have him redecorate
your stall.

Well, I just thought
once you saw it.

Once my wife sees this,
you are finished.

Finished?

Now, look, Ed.

You got this stuff,
now you get rid of it.

Everything has to go.

Well, okay, Wilbur.
But you won't leave me, huh?

Not if it's gone
before Carol sees--

[Carol]
Wilbur?

Wilbur, what's keeping you?

Ed, you phone Cavell and send
all of this stuff back.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Gee, I thought he'd like it.

Honey, uh, did you say

you could spend another
couple of days in Palm Springs?

Well, yes--

So could I.
Come on, let's go.

But-- Whoa.

That's right, Mr. Cavell.

Yes, this is Mr. Post.

Uh--
[coughs]

I have a cold today.

Uh, Mr. Cavell,
everything has to go back.

You see my horse
is allergic to straw.

[mumbles]

Nice morning.

Uh, how about a ride
through the park on me?

I got rid of all
the furniture.

Carol never found out.

And I haven't used the phone
in three days.

[phone rings]

Hello.

Gee.

♪ A horse is a horse,
of course, of course ♪

♪ And no one can talk
to a horse, of course ♪

♪ That is, of course,
unless the horse ♪

♪ Is the famous Mister Ed ♪

♪ Go right to the source
and ask the horse ♪

♪ He'll give you
the answer ♪

♪ That you'll endorse ♪

♪ He's always
on a steady course ♪

♪ Talk to Mister Ed ♪

♪ People yakkity-yak
a streak ♪

♪ And waste
your time of day ♪

♪ But Mister Ed
will never speak ♪

♪ Unless he has
something to say ♪

♪ A horse is a horse,
of course, of course ♪

♪ And this one will talk
till his voice is hoarse ♪

♪ You never heard
of a talking horse? ♪

♪ Well, listen to this ♪

[Mister Ed]
♪ I am Mister Ed ♪

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