All language subtitles for S3E20-WorkingWives_Subttulos01.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 ♪

♪ç♪ 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 ♪

[Ed] ♪ This is the way
we shine our shoes ♪

♪ Every chance we get ♪

I've told you 100 times
not to use this.

You're going
to ruin that machine.

I was just sprucing up
for my date tonight.

Next, you'll be wanting

Oh, no.
I'm growing a beard.

My little filly
likes to sing along with Ed.

You really look forward
to going on these moonlight rides, huh?

Yes, sir.

Your riding club
ought to have them more than once a month.

So you can see more
of that cute little French filly Gigi?

Ooh-la-la.

She's got a figure

that should be on the cover
of Playhorse magazine.

Come on in your stall.
Come on.

Ah, Gigi.

Go on, go on.

Hypnotism Made Easy.

Where'd you get this book?

I sent away for it.

Figured I'd try it
on Gigi tonight.

Ed, hypnotism
is a very serious thing.

It's not for amateurs.

Who says she's an amateur?

Hm, you shine your shoes,

but you won't let me
shine mine.

- Wilbur.
- Yeah?

Kay just dropped in.

She and Roger had another one
of their quarrels.

Oh?

I told them
that we'd take them to a movie tonight.

- Okay?
- Tonight?

No, I don't think so.

This is the night
my riding club meets.

Oh, you can skip it
for one night.

No, I can't.

It's the moonlight ride
we have once a month.

Ed's been looking forward--

I've been
looking forward to it.

When was the last time
we've been out in the moonlight?

You don't belong to the club.

Not that you have to.

It's a bunch of fellas
with their horses.

They go out riding...

I'm glad
we never fight, honey.

Sit down, Wilbur.

I think it's time
we had a little talk.

Listen, Carol--

- Sit.
- Sit.

Wilbur, if I asked you
a question,

would you give me
an honest Ñanswer?

Sure. What do you
want to know?

The truth.

If that horse and I
were drowning,

who would you save?

That's a silly question.

You know
what a good swimmer Ed is.

Oh, what's the use?

That horse
has you hypnotized.

All right, Carol,
you win, you win, you win.

I'll take you
to the movies tonight.

Are you sure
Ed can spare you?

Oh, look, dear,
I know I've been neglectful,

but from now on,
it'll just be you and me

and the moonlight. Okay?

Okay.

[mocking Carol]
That horse has you hypnotized.

That horse
has you hypnotized.

[normal voice]
Hey, why not?

For once, that blonde
gave me a good idea.

"Animals have been known
to hypnotize human beings.

"There are accounts
of African natives

who have been transfixed
by the stare of a lion."

[Wilbur whistling]

Uh-oh. Here he comes.

If this works, Wilbur won't
be leaving me alone tonight.

Hi, Ed.

Carol and I
will be leaving in a minute.

Anything I can do
before we go?

Uh, yeah, Wilbur.
One little thing.

I've got something
in my left eye, Wilbur.

Will you take it out?

Sure thing. Sure.

Ed, I hope you're not
too disappointed

in my calling off
our moonlight ride tonight.

Why, no, Wilbur.

A wife comes before a horse.

That's the law of the jungle.

I don't see anything
in your eye, Ed.

Look closer, Wilbur.

Closer.

Keep looking
in my eye, Wilbur.

Keep looking.

Are you looking in my eye?

I'm looking in your eye.

When I count 3,

you will fall into
a deep sleep.

I will fall
into a deep sleep.

1, 2, 3.

[Ed laughs]

Looks like he's under.

I'd better test.

- Wilbur.
- Yes?

You're a chicken.

Flap your wings.

We could use some eggs
for breakfast,

but I haven't got the heart.

Wilbur.

Yes?

When it's time
to go to the movie,

you won't be able
to get out of your chair.

Repeat.

I won't be able
to get out of my chair.

Yeah. When I count 3,

you will wake up.

1, 2, 3.

I don't see
anything in your eye, Ed.

It must have been
my imagination.

Okay. See you later.

Enjoy the movie, Wilbur.

[clucks like a chicken]

While I had him under,

I should have hit him up
for a few carrots.

Sorry I took so long, kids.

Oh, dear, I hope we don't miss
the beginning of the picture.

Let's go in our car.
It's parked in the street.

All right.

Coming, Wilbur?

I can't get up.

Are you all right?

I'm all right.

I just can't seem
to get out of this chair.

This hypnosis really works.

Ed, you're a devil.

Oh, come on, Wilbur.

You got your laugh.
Now let's get started.

Help me.

I think it's fallen asleep.

What's fallen asleep?

Guess.

I can't get out.

Do you think
it's a muscle cramp?

Could be his sacroiliac.

Maybe he's wearing
magnetic shorts.

Hey, girls.

I'll hold the chair in back,
and you pull from the front.

All right.

Come on, Wilbur, try.

Oh, thank goodness.

I can't get out.

It's a trick.

He just wants me to leave

so he can go on
that moonlight ride with that precious horse.

That's not true.

Oh, I did so
want to catch this picture.

They say there's a scene
in a Paris dress shop--

Move over, Wilbur.
I'm with you.

Never mind. I'll go
without you, Diamond Jim.

Come on, Kay.

- But, Carol.
- Kay, be reasonable.

Are you going to open
that joint checking account,

or do I go alone?

Enjoy the picture,
my dear.

All right, Wilbur,
they've gone.

You can stop playing games
and take your horse rowing

or whatever
you were going to do.

I am not playing games.

I can't get out of the chair.

If I were you,
I'd call a surgeon

and have that thing removed.

Now, Roger,
I am not playing ga--

Hi, Ed.

Well, I thought
you went to the movies.

No, I had a little fight
with Carol,

so she went by herself.

Oh, what a shame.

Looks like we'll
have to go on that moonlight ride after all.

Yeah, yeah.

You know, Ed,
the strangest thing happened.

I sat down on the chair,

and you won't believe this,
but I couldn't get up again.

- No?
- Yeah.

I can't understand how--

Hypnotism Made Easy.

No, no, no.

"Animals have been known
to hypno--"

So you had something
in your eye, did you?

It was only
a little joke, Wilbur.

You aren't a horse,
you're a witch.

A Svengali.

I'm sorry, Trilby.

Uh, Wilbur.

I didn't think
it would work.

Oh, you didn't, huh?

No. You just happen to have
a weak head.

You are liable to have
a weak tail

when I get through with you.

Of all the lowdown tricks.

You know, Carol may never
talk to me again.

Look, Wilbur,
I like talking with you,

but if we don't get started,
we'll be late for that ride.

I'm staying home,

so if you're worried
about being late,

you better take a taxi.

You enjoy the picture
last night, dear?

That bad, huh?

They don't make them
the way they used to.

That's just as well
because they used to be terrible.

Right, dear?

[clears throat]

You know what I've always
admired about you, Carol?

You are so pretty
in the morning.

And that's the test
of a real beauty,

if she's pretty
in the morning.

How does your horse
look in the morning?

Terrible.

His eyes are all bloodshot,

his tail is snarled.
He's a mess.

Ooh!

I'm hungry.

Before you fell in love
with your horse,

you should have found out
if he could cook.

Look, honey,
about last night,

I didn't take Ed out.

You didn't take
me out, either.

You ran out of the house.

Only because I got tired
of playing musical chairs.

About last night, Carol.

You know, the strangest
thing happened.

I sat down in the chair,
and all of a sudden,

I must've had
a muscle spasm or something,

because I had
a sudden pain.

You know something?

You're not going
to believe this,

but when I tried
to get up, I sud--

Just the way I like it.

Kay, I'm so glad
you're not angry with me about last night.

How was the picture?

Oh, you wouldn't have
liked the show anyway, doll.

It was a woman's picture.
Oh, what a performance.

It wouldn't surprise me
if she gets an Academy Award.

Who was she?

I don't remember her name.

But you should've
seen her at the opening,

when she comes into the hotel

wearing a tangerine
vicuña coat

with a gorgeous,
wide, blue fox collar

and a fabulous
Princess Toya hat

trimmed with gold sequins.

Tell me more.
You've got my tongue hanging out.

There on the floor,

she saw a handsome man
who had just been murdered.

Who was he?

He was the fella
who had been dating the girl

in the black brocade sheath

with the white
organdy trim.

He had it coming to him.

Addison, guess what.

I checked
all over town this morning,

and I finally found
a place that sells those vicuña coats.

Don't you ever go to see
a John Wayne picture?

Doll, we're going
to the bank right after breakfast

and open
that joint checking account.

Over my blue serge,
single-breasted, pearl-buttoned body.

I'm tired of being
doled out an allowance like a chi֒ld.

If I have to, I'll go out
and earn my own money.

Oh, you don't think
I could go out and work, do you?

No.

Kay, you are a model wife,
but not a working model.

Wilbur, if Kay
can go out and work,

I don't see any reason
why I can't.

But you don't have to.

You already have
a joint checking account.

Also a joint husband account.

With a horse.

You know, maybe if
I weren't around here

to wait on you hand and foot,
you just may realize

that a wife is
just as important as a horse.

Honey, you are
as important.

More important than a horse.

If I'm not home by 6:00,

he can fix you something
out of the refrigerator.

Well, good morning,
buddy boy.

Buddy, buddy, buddy.

Don't you
"buddy buddy buddy boy" me.

Thanks to you,
Carol's out working,

and I've got to do
housework.

Don't yell at me.

I'm just a poor, dumb beast.

Dumb? Dumb like a fox.

You started that fight
between Carol and me.

One more word,
and I'll go home to my mother.

Stop with that
sympathy bit.

Maybe I'll hit the road.

Ride the rods,
or go door-to-door bumming hay.

Good. Why don't you
start now

so you can get home
in time for dinner?

Wife lover.

[hums]

What are you doing,
practicing judo?

This darn ironing board
has three legs.

I don't know how Carol
gets it to stick.

I just came over to borrow
some furniture polish, little mother.

It's in one of those drawers,
Grandmother.

I don't know if this
was such a great idea,

letting our wives go to work.

They've only been
on the job three days.

You mark my words.

By the end of the week,
they'll be ready to throw in the towel.

And I'll have to iron it.

I don't know.

I still don't like the idea

of Carol working
in a department store.

I make enough
to support the two of us.

They took these jobs
as salesgirls on purpose,

knowing we'd ask them to quit,
but we're going to fool them.

You know why?

Because you want
your wife to support you.

Not true. I want Kay to learn
the value of a dollar.

Then perhaps I will
let her share in my checking account.

I wish I could
convince Carol that I think more of her

than I do of my horse.

I have a radical suggestion.

Send your horse out to work,
and keep your wife home.

Oh.

How clever.

Why don't you wax
the floor while you're down there?

How's that
for a meatball, Rog?

Stick a couple of holes
in it,

and you can go bowling.

If you don't like
my cooking, you can go home to your wife.

Don't be so sensitive.

Get that can
of tomatoes open, will you, please,

before my spaghetti
is done.

The Brinks mob
couldn't open this can.

I still say you should
make the meat sauce

before you make
the spaghetti.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

You put the meat sauce
on top of the spaghetti, don't you?

- Yeah.
- All right.

If you put the meat sauce
on top of the spaghetti,

the spaghetti
has to be there first, right?

Wilbur, it still
isn't too late

to make hot dogs with beans.

I don't run
that kind of kitchen.

Please get the can
open, will you?

The girls will be home
any minute, and they'll want their dinner.

I got to see how those
kitchen commandos are doing.

This is ridiculous.

I got to get Carol back.

My mother didn't raise
her son to be a daughter.

I can get Kay back anytime

by offering her
a joint checking account,

but you have
a much deeper problem.

You will always have trouble

as long as you have
that horse around.

Oh, you think so?

[Ed cries]

I couldn't open this can
with a blowtorch.

You need a little ingenuity.

Stand back, will you, boy?
Stand back.

One deft blow.

Kay, maybe we shouldn't
have quit the jobs.

I think our husbands
were weakening.

So were my arches.

Oh!

Mine, too.

I'm bushed
from trying to outrun that fresh floorwalker.

Me, too.

High heels just
don't stand a chance against track shoes.

Well, shall we go in
and take our medicine?

Might as well.
My pill will be waiting for me.

How's the spaghetti coming?

I guess it should be
a little looser, huh, Rog?

I haven't had
a decent meal since Kay went to work.

Now you've ruined this one.

All right, throw me
out of the chefs' union.

[sighs]

- Addison.
- Kay.

Kay, you can have
your joint checking account.

Quit your job.
Come home and cook me a decent meal right now.

For the first time
in my life, I have to admit this--

- I need you.
- You do?

Oh, boy, do I need you.

Why, doll!

- Honey, I--
- Carol, I--

What he says goes for me.
I want you at home.

Oh, Wilbur,
do you really?

Look at this.
Spaghetti on a stick.

About me spending
so much time with Ed--

Oh, Wilbur, I was being
very childish.

I shouldn't be jealous
of your horse.

Oh, honey,

Mister Ed should be
my worst competitor.

No, you're right.
You're my wife, and from now on,

I'm going to give you
my undivided attention.

I'll start your dinner.

Dinner!
I'll be right back.

I forgot to feed Ed.

Well, I guess this is it.

Good-bye, old buddy.

I'm going to take
your picture with me.

I always want to have
the memories of the happy years

we spent together.

I love you, Wilbur,

and I don't want
to be the cause of your unhappiness.

So it's good-bye.
Auf wiedersehen.

Sayonara.

[Ed sobs]

- Ed, wait a minute.
- Oh, Wilbur.

Don't leave.

I love you, too.

Oh, you ought to hate me.

No, Ed. No matter
what you did,

I could never hate you.

You mean too much to me.

Wilbur, I've got
a confession to make.

You have?

When I made that beautiful
speech just now,

I knew you were
standing behind me.

Oh, you big phony!

Ed, I will tell you again.
You're wrong.

Carol is very fond of you.

That's hard to believe.

Wilbur, dinner's ready.

Oh, fine.

It's your favorite,
pot roast.

Wonderful.

I brought a little something
for Mister Ed, too.

Some carrots.

- See, I told you.
- Told me what?

Oh, that pot roast
is my favorite.

Here, Mister Ed.

That's a boy.

Oh, you're so sweet.

Oh, all right.

Here. Have some more.

♪ 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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