All language subtitles for The Flying Nun s03e04 The Paola Story.eng

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[barking]

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[Jacqueline] This is
the Convent San Tanco.

To the outside world,
it presents a picture

of peace, beauty
and serenity.

[music playing over speaker]
But since the arrival of Paola,

we renamed it
the Convent A-go-go.

Paola was sent
by an employment agency

as a temporary secretary
for the Reverend Mother.

That secretarial school
she went to

must have been run
by Arthur Murray.

Sure beats jogging.

Now you've got it, Bertie.
That's it.

You think?
Yeah. It is. It is.

Okay.

Uh...

It's--

It's sort of a new exercise.
[music stops]

It must be one I missed

in the Canadian air force
exercise manual.

Paola...
Yes, Reverend Mother.

I hired you
as my temporary secretary,

not to teach the bossa nova.

Oh, do not worry about it,
Reverend Mother.

I'm glad to teach
in my spare time.

No extra charge.

[phone rings]
Excuse me.

Convent San Tanco.
The Mother's office.

Chico, baby.

Today alone,
we have had calls

from Pietro Baby,
Ricardo Baby,

Claudio Baby,
and Manuelo Baby.

Maybe she likes babies.

[Paola] Reverend Mother.

Would it be okay if I leave
a little early today?

Chico is back.

Paola.

You may leave
as soon as you have typed

all the letters
that I dictated.

I will be there
as fast as I can run, baby.

See you.

Paola,
I believe that we are having

a communications gap.

I said that you may leave
as soon as you have typed

all the letters I dictated.

Well, she has typed them.
Here they are.

All you have to do
is sign them.

Hasta la vista,
Reverend Mother.

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Hasta la vista.

Bertie,

do you think Reverend Mother
is uptight about me?

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

You think she's pleased
with me?

Oh, well,
I wouldn't say that either.

What would you say?

I'd say you'd better cool it
with the, uh...

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Reverend Mother.

Yes, Sister Bertrille.

There is a rumor
going around the convent

that you wanted to see me.

I can't think of anything wrong
I've done--

Recently.

Neither can I.

This time it is I
who made the mistake.

Well, that doesn't sound
like you.

You're very fond of Paola,
aren't you?

Oh, yes. I think she's the most
out-of-sight thing

that's ever happened
to this convent.

I beg your pardon.

Oh.
You know, I mean, way out.

Ah. A very apt description
of Paola.

I am afraid
she is on her way out.

Oh, Reverend Mother,
you couldn't.

I could, and I must.

Why?

Paola is a very nice girl.

Begging
the Reverend Mother's pardon,

but is there really anything
so sinful

about doing the bossa nova?
During the coffee break?

I don't even think
the bishop

could object to that.
Perhaps not.

If the bishop's name
was Sergio Mendez.

I appreciate your loyalty

to your friend,
Sister Bertrille,

but my mind is made up.

When you gonna tell her?
In the morning.

Well, I hope the shock
isn't too great for her.

Paola is actually
a very sensitive person.

I don't what getting fired
might trigger off.

I imagine she can find
consolation with Chico Baby.

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I feel just terrible about it.

Oh, we'll be able
to visit Paola in town.

I don't think I'd exactly fit in
to the tango palace.

That Paola...

She really shakes
a wild leg.

A mean hip.

There's nothing mean
about her.

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She certainly looks
happy now.

[Sixto] A baby?

A baby?

A real baby.

A real wet baby.

Hello, Sisters.
Oh.

Hello, Bertie.

Oh. Who is your friend?

This is Anita.

She is a little beauty.

I know.
She takes after Mama.

Oh, why didn't you tell us
you had a baby.

It's not something
you forget to mention.

Who says she is mine?

Oh. It seems
like a logical confusion.

Conclusion.
No, confusion. I'm all mixed up.

This morning,
I found her in my doorstep.

Excuse me, Sisters.

I have to go see
Reverend Mother.

Come on, sweetheart.

Found her on her doorstep,
hmm?

That's what the lady said.

I thought that story went out
with dime-store novels.

It is a sad story.
Pathetic.

If true.

And I believe
almost every word of it.

[Jacqueline] Of course
in our infinite wisdom

we knew who's baby
that really was.

Cute kid, huh?

Oh. How old
is the cute kid?

Mm, six months.

Paola, tell us a little more
about the child.

Well, sure. This poor
little kid's daddy died.

Oh, how sad.

Oh, and that left you a widow
to take care the baby.

Well, it's a good thing
you have a very secure job

here at the convent.

Not so fast, Bertie.
I'm no widow.

It's my best friend
who's the widow.

Anita is her kid,
and it's her daddy who died.

Of what
did the poor man die?

Oh, some kooky jungle disease.
I see.

And, uh, what about
the child's mother?

She took off for the States,
trying to find a job

so she have money
to take care of the baby.

And, meanwhile,
she left Anita with you?

On my doorstep with a note.

Where will you keep this poor
little half of an orphan?

Um...

Reverend Mother,
I was wondering

if I can stay
and keep Anita here?

Oh, the guest room
would make a fantastic nursery.

Sister Bertrille,
I would like to think about it.

And when I have
thought about it,

I shall make the decision.

[cooing]

Don't worry about it,
little Anita.

Your mother will come back
to get you.

Someday.

I have thought about it,
and, um...

And, Paola,
you and the child may stay.

Oh, Reverend Mother,
you're fantastic.

Oh, Reverend Mother.

Is it okay to hug
a Reverend Mother?

Uh...

On occasion.
Oh.

[chuckles]
Oh, thank you. Thank you.

You're welcome.
[Anita crying]

Oh. I think it is
her feeding time.

Excuse me, Sisters.

Thank you, Reverend Mother.
[chuckles]

[clears throat]

Well, Anita's our first
abandoned baby of the year.

It was kind of you
to let them stay.

Well,
under the circumstances

there was a little else
that I could do.

Imagine, the young father
dying of jungle fever.

To say nothing of the mother
off to strange places alone.

Leaving her poor baby
on her best friend's doorstep.

I've got it.

You've got what,
Sister Sixto?

Where I heard that story
before.

It was on an old movie
on the late show.

Just like Paola told us.

Except that the friend,
she really is the mother.

I wouldn't be surprised

if Paola saw
that same late show.

You mean
you think she's fibbing?

Is that the same thing
as lying?

Without jumping
to any conclusions, Sisters,

I think that, uh, something
does not ring quite true.

Well, let's face it.
It rings downright fishy.

Of course, it's Friday.

Therefore, it is up to us
to try to determine

what is true.

But we must be discreet.

If we're going
to be detectives,

I think we should start
by pinning a tail on her.

Heh. I think the expression
is putting a tail on her.

Sisters, we shall
simply keep our eyes

and our ears open.

Not to mention our hearts.

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Hmm.

[Paola] Hello, Reverend Mother.

Ah. Hello, uh...Paola.

The kid, she sends two gurgles
and one coo.

Please thank her for me.

Oh. Paola, when you leave,

would you please
put this in the common room.

We keep it on top
at the television set.

Do you watch television,
Reverend Mother?

On occasion.

Do you?
On occasion.

What is your favorite
program?

The Midnight Sermonette.

Paola, there is no reason
to humor me.

But I do watch it,
Reverend Mother.

It comes on
just before the Late Show.

What a coincidence.
That happens to be

Sister Sixto's
favorite program.

She was just telling us
before

about a program
that she saw recently

about an abandoned baby.

What a coincidence.

Yes. It was all about

this young woman
whose husband died

and she was forced
to leave her baby

with her best friend.

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Reverend Mother, could I make
a confession to you?

Yes, Paola.

You will not be angry?

No, Paola.

I've lied to you.

Yes, Paola.
I have never watched

the Midnight Sermonette.
Not even once.

Ready when you are,
Reverend Mother.

Dear Bishop...

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Hi.
Hello, Sisters.

[Sixto] Oh, such a beautiful baby.

Takes after her mother.

Don't you think,
Sister Jacqueline?

Oh, yes.

Especially around the face.

Oh, you know Anita?

No. But she has to take
after somebody.

Oh, she does. Heh.
Her father.

Oh.

I think it's time
for baby's nap, Sisters.

[Anita crying]

[both] Oh.
Hush, my sweetheart.

Hasta la vista,Sisters.

[both] Bye-bye.

Isn't it strange?

Her friend's baby
has her eyes to a B.

To a T.

What does that mean "to a T"?

[groans]

[chuckles]

You got me.
Huh.

[both chuckle]

Must be a terrible
responsibility

taking care a little baby
like this all by yourself.

Oh, terrible. Just terrible.

I do not know
how my friend stands it.

Well, maybe
if your friend knew

that people really cared,
then it wouldn't be so terrible.

Oh. The best thing
for my friend

is to find a nice man
and get married again.

Well, with all the fellows
you know

you should be able
to find somebody.

Uh, for her.

The fellows I know
these days

are not to be taken
seriously.

Pietro, Chico, Ricardo. Ha.

All chasers. But, of course, you
wouldn't know about such men.

What do you mean?

One of my best friends

happens to win medals
in women chasing.

I tell you, when Carlos
puts on his track shoes--

Carlos?

Yes. Carlos Ramirez.

He owns the casino.

I do not want to hear
the name Carlos Ramirez.

You know Carlos?

I said I do not want
to even hear his name.

Oh. You know Carlos.

Ooh.

Oh. It's all his fault!

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It is no to my money.

It is no to my car.

It is no to my boat.

Keep going.

And in case
I left anything out,

it will be no to everything
from A to Z.

All I want
is a little information.

Information happens to come
between A and Z.

Oh, Carlos, cut it out.

Now, what does the name Paola
mean to you?

Paola. Paola, Pao--

Oh, Paola.

Well, I'm happy to say
that I don't know

nor have I ever known anybody
by the name of Paola.

I think you did.
I think I didn't.

And if I did
I forgot about her.

Well, she hasn't forgotten
about you.

Well, Sister Bertrille,
you have to excuse the modesty,

but very few women do.

Well, her last name
is Guzman.

Paola Guzman.

Does that mean anything
to you?

I refuse to answer

on the grounds
that it may incriminate me.

Unless, of course, you tell me
why you wanna know.

Well, that may tend
to incriminate her.

Now, think about it, Carlos.
Paola Guzman.

[in unison]
Paola Guzman.

Paola Guzman.

Paola Guzman...
...used to work here

as a hostess
for three months.

Mm. The last time I saw her,
was she mad.

What did you do
to make her so mad?

She wasn't mad at me.
She was mad at her husband.

Her husband. I knew it.
How can I get ahold of him?

Well, his name
was Lorenzo Guzman.

And he went into business
as a house painter.

Can I use your yellow pages?Yeah.

Oh, boy. Am I relieved.

That Lorenzo's
a house painter?

No, no, no.

That Paola is his problem,
not mine.

Thanks a lot, Carlos.

[sighs]

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Lorenzo, I told you
I want mustard yellow.

Señora,
it is mustard yellow.

Uh...

That's English mustard.

Now, what I want
is French mustard.

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That may be French mustard,

but to me
it looks like Spanish lime.

[gasps]
[knocks on door]

Come in. Oh, Sister.

It's time for the
used-clothing drive again?

Oh, no. I'm just here
to talk to the painter.

Oh. Well,
as long as you are here,

I go see what I can find.
Oh.

And when I come back,

I want French mustard
on these walls.

Um...

I have half the mind

to buy a gallon of mustard

and give her mustard
two coats.

Oh, Señor Guzman?

Yes.
I'm Sister Bertrille,

from Convent San Tanco.
How do you do?

If you want a donation,
Sister,

I am ready to give you
my brushes.

Oh, no.
I've come for an estimate

on painting our chapel.

What is the size
of your chapel?

Well, it's about
chapel-size.

This is the color
we'd like it painted.

Ah, yes.

Blue gray.

Paola calls it azure gray.
No, no, no.

Look, I have enough trouble
today

with French mustard,

so please, Sister, I--

Paola? Paola who?

Paola Guzman.

She's the Reverend Mother's
secretary.

Isn't that funny?

You two
have the same last names.

No, it's not funny.

Paola Guzman is my wife.
Was.

You're kidding.

She annulled me.
Oh, I'm sorry.

Don't be.
I was a no-good gambling man.

She had good reason
to annul me.

Oh. Well, I guess so.

That's not very charitable
of you, Sister.

Now I have reformed,
I give up the casino.

I go into business.

But does she bother to come
and find out

how I have changed, hmm? No.

Oh, well, she's been
awfully busy at the convent.

What with taking care
of the baby and all.

Baby? What baby?
Little Anita.

She's taking care of her
for a friend.

What friend?

I don't know.

How old is this baby?

Oh, about six months.

She's the most beautiful
little girl. Heh.

Six months, huh?

No. I don't believe it.

What?
How naiïve you are.

To believe the lie

that Paola is taking care
of Anita for a friend?

Lorenzo,
what are you saying?

I am saying

that I am the father
of that baby.

That would mean
that Paola is the mother.

I give you 100-to-1
she's the mother.

If I was a gambling man,
which I am not anymore.

Well, then I guess
you wanna come over

to the convent right away
and see them.

Ah, Sister,
I'm not the one who annulled.

If Paola wants to see
the father of her baby,

she will have to come to me.

Well, if that's the way
you feel.

Sorry I brought it up.

However, I do not allow
personal problems

to interfere with my duty
to the church.

Now, tomorrow
I come to the convent,

and I'll give you an estimate
to paint the church.

Well, if you insist. Bye.

♪♪

[Jacqueline] The next day, Lorenzo,
the painter, arrived

wearing
his estimate clothes.

Now the party
of the first part had arrive,

Sister Bertrille
went to round up

the party
of the second part.

♪♪

Come in.

Hi.

Listen,
I seem to have lost my rosary,

and I was wondering
if you'd seen it.

No.
No. Oh.

Well...

It's not under there.

Have you looked
in the kitchen?

Yes, it's not there.

The school room.

No luck there either.

The chapel.

Now, that's the one place
I didn't think to look.

Perhaps you would like for me
to go to the chapel

and look for you.
Oh, would you?

Oh, you'd be such a friend.

Listen,
I'm gonna be late to class.

Well, you go to class,
Bertie.

I'll take care of things
at the chapel.

Oh, thank you.

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Hi.

Hi, you miserable,
no-good gambling bum.

Hi. You faithless,
hot-tempered, annulling chick.

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Yes.
I shall tell her, of course.

Good day.

Thank you, Sister Bertrille.

Well, I guess all systems
are A-okay.

Paola and Lorenzo have been
in the chapel for half an hour,

and I haven't heard anything
smash.

Sister Bertrille,

I am afraid that we have made
a terrible mistake.

You mean we or just me?

All of us.

That telephone call
was from the United States.

It was from Anita's mother.

But Paola's her mother.

Apparently not.

The young woman on the phone
asked me to tell Paola

that she had several

excellent job opportunities.
Oh, no.

And that she would soon
be able to send for Anita.

Oh, no. This is terrible.

I'll see you later,
Reverend Mother.

If Lorenzo is not the father
of that baby,

I want him to be the first
to know.

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I have missed you so much,
sweetheart.

You have never been
out of my mind once

since we've been separated.

So why don't you stop acting
like a silly girl

and un-annul your husband.

Hmm?

That is your answer.

Wait.

Whatever you're doing, don't.
Too late, Bertie.

Lorenzo has proposed for me
to un-annul him,

and I've accept it.

Hey,
when can I see our baby?

What baby?

Wait a minute.
I think I can explain.

It won't be easy.

But I've been up
to one of my main faults,

which is butting in.

You see, actually,
it has to do

with this movie
we saw on the Late Show.

About this woman
who had this baby

and pretended it belonged
to a friend.

Naturally, we thought
that's what you were doing,

but actually
what you were doing

wasn't what we thought
you were doing.

That was a low trick, Sister.
Really low.

Using an innocent kid
to make me propose.

Well, that wasn't a trick.
No trick, eh?

Then how do you explain
the chapel?

It does not need painting.

Oh, that was a trick.
I don't to hear any more tricks.

All this sweet talk,
only because of Anita.

Now let's not be hasty.
You're wasting your breath.

It's finished
between Lorenzo and me.

But why?
I would never know

if he wants me for love
or he's simply doing his duty.

That is what your little trick
has done.

Oh, now wait a minute.

Listen, you guys. I didn't mean
to trick you, honestly.

It was all
a ghastly mistake.

So why don't you two just kiss
and make up right now, huh?

Sister,
I do not believe you.

And neither do I.

Well, if I'm lying...

may I just be rooted
in this spot

for the rest of my life.

Oh, after a while

people will start to think
you are a statue.

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Oh, it is a miracle.

A miracle.

But what is it saying?

It's saying that you and me,
we belong with each other.

Oh, Paola, that is a message
I like very much.

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Where is Lorenzo taking you?

To the Casino Carlos.

He's not.

Heh. Don't worry, Bertie,
only to dance.

The only table we will go near
will be a cocktail one.

He promised.

You know...
Mm-hm?

...this could be
Lorenzo's baby.

There's a definite
resemblance.

She is Lorenzo's and mine.

Don't say things like that
while I'm holding the baby.

If Anita is yours, then
what was that telephone call

to the Reverend Mother's office
all about?

Oh, that was a girl friend
of mine doing me a favor.

Just zip it. [sighs]

I tell you,
when I don't get something

I really don't get it.
Aren't you two

going to get married again?
Absolutely.

Well, then why don't you
want him to know about Anita?

That is because
you are a nun

and do not have the sin
of vanity.

Me? I'm as vain as heck.

Oh. I still don't get it.

What? Well, look.
Mm-hm.

I have to be sure that Lorenzo
loves me just for me,

then I would tell him
about Anita.

[Anita coos]
Oh.

Well, I guess
I get it after all.

I mean, if I did have
the sin of vanity,

I wouldn't want this other woman
for competition either.

[cooing]

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