All language subtitles for Bad Teacher s01e11 A Little Respect.eng

Mr. Baxter, Nate's French
is really coming along.

Vive la diff?rence! Am I right?

You're right.

Ms. Perry... (laughs)

Looking forward to this month's PTA brunch.

Gonna keep the potato salad
out of the sun this time.

Hi. Sorry I'm late.

Car wouldn't start. Truck blocked me in.

Lost my keys. Holiday traffic.

Well, as long as you have a good excuse.

VICTOR: Ms. Davis!

I made my parents take me

to a salon for a real haircut,

like you said.

Good job, Victor.

Much less DIY.

JOEL: Ooh, okay.

Candles? Strawberries?

Looks like we're about to have
sex in a Boyz II Men video.

Please. There's got to be at least

one single, rich dad here

that wants to talk about their kid.

We can have a one-on-one now

and then a one-on-one later on
the floor of his home theater.

What about the floor of a regular theater?

- 'Cause, you know, then I'd be back in this thing.
- (Scoffs)

Wait. Why are you so late, anyway?

I got in a fight with Abby,

the manager of the country club,

in front of my entire tennis circuit.

She tried to tell me that
I wasn't a member anymore

because my dues hadn't been paid.

- Oh, that bitch.
- And I was like,

"Well, Abby, what do
you think I'm doing here?

Trying to find a man to pay those dues."

Ugh, some people, right?

- Yeah, some people.
- And I was actually

- really excited to...
- Can't believe people.

Are you done?

I was actually really excited

to come here tonight,

because this is a place where
people actually respect me.

This is Ms. Davis.

She's the most fun teacher I've ever had.

WOMAN: Oh, Harper loves your class.

It was so cool when you had them

melt the gold jewelry.

What a fun way to learn
about the Gold Rush.

Yeah.

Are we getting any of that back?

So nice meeting you!

- Bye, Ms. D.
- Bye.

I mean... I'm like a god here.

Totally.

Totally.

JOEL: A jazz band?

Hey, this is a classy open house, Carl.

Well, it needs to be.

'Cause these parents are
breathing down my neck.

Tonight I need them to
focus on the positive

and not on the fact that these basketballs

are dodgeballs painted orange.

Yeah. Well, the smoked Gouda is amazing.

Ooh, fun fact:

It's regular Gouda that I browned

in my roommate Ron's toaster oven.

That's what gives it the smoky flavor.

And the bagel seeds.

Huh.

Big money to win is...

Hi. I'm Keith's dad,

- Mr. Mueller.
- Hi.

(giggles)

Would you like a strawberry?

Oh, sure.

And maybe one for my wife.

Oop.

Okay. You can go.

Ugh. It's like everyone's married.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

We're Victor Hu's moms.

Kid's a genius. Thanks for coming by.

But he's not meeting his potential.

Well, no one is. Too much TV.

Okay, good chat. Glad you came.

Victor loves you.

Apparently, you give him

- a lot of fashion advice.
- Yeah.

But you don't challenge him academically.

He says you show a lot of movies.

I like to make learning entertaining.

It's not a smart way to educate.

Everybody else seems to like it.

Well, we're doctors.

Oh... doctors. (Laughs)

How long have you been
trying to get that out?

It's on our name tags.

(exhales)

We just want to make sure

Victor has good teachers.

He does. Trust me.

Every parent here adores me.

For melting down their gold?

It's called hands-on learning, Doctors.

(growls)

Sorry, Carl, I gotta leave early.

But we still have three hours left.

Lady business.

Poor kid.

Third time this month.

* Be good, be good, be good, be good *
* Johnny *

(crunches)

Ah... it's not that bad.

* Be good, be good, be good, be good *
* Johnny... *

Joel!

Doug Pilaf.

- Math department.
- Math department.

Uh, I hate to bug you, but...

Listen, I know I still owe
you those 50 bones, but I was

able to pre-order the
next Halo, so thank you.

Wait. You said it was an emergency.

Oh, my gosh, no... it was an emergency.

Yeah, you have to pay

- when you
pre-order.- Um...

You should come over and play sometime.

Oh. I'll ask my wife.

Look, I don't quite have the funds

to repay you just yet, but I do have

a bear claw with your name on it.

Glaze is still melty.

Oh, well, my... my wife
doesn't like me to have sweets

on account of how hyper I get.

I won't tell if you don't.

(laughs)

So, uh... we cool?

Yeah, we're cool.

This is really gonna hit the spot.

(gasps) Thanks, math department.

JOEL: Hey... I heard you got into it

with the Hu ladies last night.

Those stupid tiger moms

were so disrespectful to me.

It's like they think just
because they're doctors,

they're better than everyone else.

Let me tell you something:

I've known a lot of doctors.

They're just like us.

They put their pants on
after sex one leg at a time.

Man, every day's a gift with you.

It's bad enough I get no respect

from people in my old life,

and now I get no respect

from people in my horrible new life.

PRINCIPAL CARL (over P.A.): Meredith
Davis, please report to my office.

Principal Carl's office.

I am Principal Carl.

Ooh...

Now what?

I would really...

DR. HU: Dr. Hu and I
would like Meredith fired.

CARL: Meredith!

Do you remember the Doctors
Hu from the open house?

Yeah, I could never forget

an overly-confident woman in Uggs,

never mind two.

(forced laugh) Such funny language.

Perhaps it was this robust sense of humor

that these good folks misinterpreted

as "rude indifference" at the open house.

Nothing that can't be cleared up

with a firm handshake and an apology.

Meredith, what do you say?

- To what?
- Apologize to the Hus.

To the Hus? No, it should be from the Hus.

Could you excuse us for a moment, ladies?

DR. HU: And that's inappropriate attire.

Dude, you gotta bounce these chicks.

They're totally talking down to me.

Welcome to working with parents.

You need to apologize, Meredith.

Carl, we're friends, so trust me on this:

Those Bond villains are
trying to destroy me.

You gotta have my back on this.

I acknowledge that most of the time

you and I are a sassy, fun-loving duo,

but in this instance, I
need you to have my back

and tell the Hus you're
sorry so we can all move on!

Why would I apologize to them?

I didn't do anything wrong.

They're trying to act like
they're the boss of me.

Nobody is the boss of me.

I am literally the boss of you!

- I am not gonna do this.
- I am telling you you have to do this.

Oh, just suck it up
and lie, for God's sake!

Don't lie on our account.

Oh, everyone, stay calm.

Here, have a butterscotch candy.

Oh, don't mind if I do.

DR. HU: We're leaving.

Wait, wait, wait.

Mrs. and Mrs. Drs. Hu, uh,

I apologize for both of us.

(choking)

(panting)

You're welcome.

(growls)

Can I have another one?

No, you may not.

That mocha latte smells
mocha-tastic, Doris.

How about a little love for the home team?

Mm-hmm.

Attention, faculty!

While Kim was vacuuming my rental car,

she made an unsettling discovery.

Do not vacuum the change holder

with the change in it.

There was a scuff.

A scratch.

On the rear quarter panel.

You will have difficulty

seeing the note the driver left,

because there wasn't one.

The world is going to hell.

Absolute hell.

Don't let Kim's double
thumbs-up in the photos fool you.

This is a serious situation.

The inconsiderate coward
who did this will likely

never come forward.

(grunts) My bad, Ginny.

I guess I forgot to leave a note.

But you know what will help is some of that

delicious mocha latte
that Doris brought in.

Check this out.

I... I love his face.

Coffee won't make this better.

I looked into the eyes of the man

at the rental car counter,

and I promised him that I would take care

of that subcompact vehicle.

Hey, don't you worry.

I will do everything it
takes to make this right.

You should ask him to do

whatever it takes to make it wrong.

(laughter) Doris!

It's not even lunchtime. Behave.

Ginny, don't worry another second, okay?

I got you covered.

- See, he's a good guy.
- Aw...

Who doesn't love coffee?

DORIS: He's such a good guy.

I don't know what you're
so stressed out about.

Great guy. Great guy.

Why are you all encouraging him?

CARL: One thing.

I needed you to do one thing:

a simple apology to the Hus.

You cannot let these
people walk all over you

unless they are giving you a massage.

I am your boss.

And they are my boss.

And Victor Hu is the best student at Nixon.

His test scores pad the numbers

for all the less gifted students.

And by "less gifted", I'm being generous.

Last week, Tony Gutierrez

got his head caught in the bike rack.

He did that to make five bucks.
That's really good business.

I would've given him ten
if he'd lasted longer.

Victor Hu is special.

No, he's not, Carl.

There are other Asian
kids. Like, a billion.

I don't get why you're freaking out

about two parents complaining.

It wasn't just two.

It was two dozen parent complaints.

About you.

You know, another principal
would've acted on these immediately.

Yeah, but we're friends, so...

Yeah, and... and that's
why I gave you leeway.

Because I knew that

your teaching methods were unorthodox,

but that you did get through to the kids.

Thank you.

Well, maybe this was wrong.

No. It was super right.

Parent groups are
scrutinizing my every move.

I can't let our friendship

force me to make bad
decisions about this school.

I can't protect you anymore.

I don't care about your...
your... your car problems

or your female troubles.

I gotta treat you like everybody else.

No more thinking with my downstairs brain.

What?

My heart.

(car alarm whooping)

Hey, hey! Check it out!

The scratch is gone.

It is as good as new.

It was never new; it's a rental.

Okay, then it's as good as used.

I called in a favor from the shop teacher.

He owes me. I have to
roll his joints for him

'cause he's missing a few fingers.

He might not be the best shop teacher,

but he did a great job on this!

So, uh... we cool, Ginny?

LORNA: If anybody asks,

I'm going out to lunch.

Somebody ate my leftover
lasagna from the fridge.

Ugh.

Is that marinara on your shirt, Joel?

No.

Cuff me, Lorna. I was powerless.

You are a magician with ricotta.

Aw, that's sweet.

I'm even better with fresh mozzarella.

I don't believe you.

I'll prove it. I will make you

baked ziti this weekend.

I dare you.

(laughs)

Lorna!

Aren't you mad about the lasagna?

Now you have nothing to eat for lunch.

Oh, it's okay. It's nice to get

some attention from a man who's not trying

to sell me a reverse mortgage.

(groans)

So, we cool, Lorna?

Yeah, we cool.

(chuckles)

See that? Everybody's cool.

Everybody is not cool!

Ginny is being so unreasonable.

I scratched her car,

then I fixed it, but we're still not cool.

You want to hear about uncool?

Victor Hu's moms tried
to break up me and Carl.

They Yoko Ono'd us,

and I'm not just saying that

because they're horrible Asian women.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. How?

Carl demanded that I apologize

to them for being rude, and I refused.

Well, were you being rude?

Yeah, absolutely,

but they were being disrespectful to me

and talking down to me.

Look, I could be as successful as the Hus.

I just didn't have the same
opportunities that they had,

because I could get by on my looks.

But if I were ugly, I could be a doctor

and join any country club that I wanted.

- Well, it's good to know you're thinking straight.
- You know what?

I'm gonna go down and give those doctors

a taste of their own Chinese medicine.

That sounds like a bad idea.

Or the best idea ever.

No, I'm sticking with bad idea.

At least count to ten
before you do something rash.

... eight,

nine,

ten.

Attention, Hu patients.

You can't stand on the furniture.

Oh, really, is it disrespectful?

More like dangerous.

- What's going on here?
- Oh.

Hey, you guys. I thought I would just come

by your place of work
and complain about you,

since you took time out of your
busy schedule to come to my work

- and complain about me.
- Complain about what?

Oh, thank you so much for asking.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I would like to lodge a formal complaint.

The Hus

are the worst doctors

in America.

They didn't spend

enough time with me taking my temperature.

They didn't even know where
to put the tongue depressor,

and they were rude during my breast exam.

They're allergists.

So on top of everything,
I might have been molested.

I mean, where does it end?

(scoffs)

- Here.
- MAN: Step down.

Why, thank you.

Ooh!

These, they're mine.

Thanks for the ride.

I usually walk, but I forgot my mace.

It's really good for scaring people off,

but it's pretty heavy to carry around

on a daily basis.

I should really see if Medieval Times

- has a travel-sized one.
- JOEL: Ginny, hey.

I know you're still mad at me, but...

How many different ways
can I say "leave me alone"?

There's nine ways in Eskimo,

but most are used on bears.

Okay, I know the car is
fixed, but I still want

to give you something for your trouble.

So... (sighs)

I got my second-to-last stamp

on my sandwich card.

Now, the next one is full price,

but the one after that, totally free.

Joel, you borrow money from people
and then you don't pay it back.

You drink people's coffee,

and when you ate Lorna's lasagna,

did you even return the Tupperware?

Well, no, it's soaking.

You want everything to be cool,

but sometimes it isn't cool.

And then somehow I'm the uncool one

because someone scratches my car,

and I want them to leave a note!

- A note?
- It shouldn't be so hard to acknowledge

that something happened, Joel.

To respect someone's feelings.

(engine starts)

(easy listening music blaring)

What if I buy the next sandwich

and then give you the card?

Oh, do you think she's
gonna circle back around?

I... I don't get it.
I have tried everything.

Joel, walk with me.

You're a good kid,

but you're prettier than you are smart.

So I am gonna help you out.

Three years ago,

you kissed Ginny at the Christmas party,

then said "we're cool" the next day.

(groans) She stopped
talking to you for two weeks.

You didn't even notice.

I know this because I found her journal

in a shoe box in the back of her closet

when I was house-sitting.

Man, I had no idea.

Yeah, I house-sit for her pretty regularly.

I'm super tight with her plants.

- Ow.
- What?

I'm an inspiration?

No.

Hey, you're the inspiration, kid.

I just got off the phone with the Hus.

Apparently, you paid them a
visit without my permission.

Well, I did go down there to demonstrate

how out of line they'd been,

and it was actually a very creative

and well thought out
plan, but they went nuts.

And you cannot trust
anything that they say.

Well, you don't have to
worry about the Hus anymore.

They're taking Victor out of Nixon

and transferring him
over to Kennedy Middle.

I'm not supposed to say
this, but he was my favorite.

- It's all over.
- Carl, it's not my fault.

I know it's not your fault.

(sighs) It's mine.

Oh, okay, good.

So, are we friends again?

I don't know if we were
ever friends, Meredith.

- Crazy week, huh?
- Huh.

I heard Victor Hu is transferring.

- Mm-hmm.
- That's a bummer.

He does my taxes.

Well, I say good riddance.

His moms are the pits.

Carl is so depressed about it

and upset with me.

(scoffs) It's like, what's the fuss?

It's one tiny student.

No, no, no, it... it's not just one student.

It... it's 30 students, three teachers

and... and a janitor.

They've all transferred
to Kennedy this year.

- Wait, why?
- I don't know.

More money, better resources.

They don't have to inflate their
basketballs at a gas station.

I mean, Carl's been doing backflips

to make everyone so happy,
but they keep jumping ship.

Who cares?

Carl cares.

Why do you think he put
on such a nice open house

for the parents with the
smooth jazz and the cheese?

Why do you think he cares about
you apologizing to the Hus?

You know, you've been so
worried about being disrespected,

when the real person being
disrespected was Carl.

But by other people.

Really?

(school bell ringing)

Hey.

Grab your coat. We're going to Kennedy.

- Why? Are they hiring?
- Come on!

The juice bar lady said their
tour started 15 minutes ago.

The Hus should be in auditorium three.

Man, what school has three auditoriums?

This place is like Versailles,

which I toured once... virtually.

Nope, Esteban, you quit.

You are dead to me.

(classical music playing)

- How can they afford all this teak?
- I don't know.

MEREDITH: Victor!

Seriously? Again?

Man, the acoustics in here are amazing.

Unique New York, unique New York.

MAN: Excuse me.

Hi. You here with the tour?

We need to talk to Victor.

We want him back.

We're not listening to this.

Mom, they've been good to me.

Let them speak.

Victor, you belong at Nixon.

DR. HU: But everything's better here.

Not everything at Kennedy is better.

At Nixon, you only have 21 kids per class.

At Kennedy, you have 28.

Well, because so many Nixon
students keep transferring

- to Kennedy.
- (Laughter)

If you're looking for

a Nixon-Kennedy debate,
pal, you just found one.

Wonderful.

Oh, now you leave a note.

Oh. (Chuckles)

Hey, I really am sorry.

I'm sorry about a lot of things.

Too little, too late, Joel.

But the thing I'm most sorry
about is that we never talked

about what happened at the
Christmas party, you know.

- So you do remember.
- Yeah, of course.

I mean, the two of us under the mistletoe.

In the parking lot.

Well, we had a lot of eggnog.

(sighs)

Yeah, I... I rarely drink anymore.

No good comes from it.

Well, I mean, some good came from it.

I got to make out with a really hot girl

in a light-up Rudolph sweater.

That was the one

literal bright light in
a pretty rough Christmas.

I... I had just broken up
with my long-term girlfriend.

We were supposed to get married.

You know, I... I bought
a ring and everything.

- You never told me that.
- Not to mention,

I had just gotten bumped from the playoffs

in my fantasy football league.

Yeah, you told me about that several times.

Anyways, um, I'm sorry I
didn't handle things well.

But you're right.

I need to start owning my mistakes, so...

Okay.

We're cool.

- Cool.
- (Knocking)

Kiss her!

Not that kind of moment, Kim.

Kiss me.

Our soda machines only
charge 75 cents a can.

I noticed yours charge a dollar.

We discourage our students
from drinking soda.

That's why we offer a
complimentary fresh juice bar.

Oh. Juice.

Well, maybe Victor
doesn't like fresh juice.

Are you kidding? I love fresh juice.

Okay, Meredith, this isn't working.

No, no, not yet.

He forgot the most important
thing at Nixon Middle.

He's standing right here.

This man cares so much
that he ignored, like,

- a huge file of complaints about me.
- (Coughs loudly)

And more importantly,

he has not missed one day of school.

That is... count them...

five days a week.

Which feels excessive to me,

but not to him.

He's even been teaching Victor
calculus in his free time.

It was your Christmas present, Moms.

Aw.

Last year, we got trigonometry.

Look, Carl lives and breathes Nixon so much

that it's easy to take him for granted

and forget everything that he does for us.

And, uh...

and I honestly never
thought I would say this

about a middle school principal,

but...

I respect him.

(whispering): Now say
it's fine and walk away.

Okay. Okay.

You know what, Victor?

If you want to stay at
Kennedy, then you should stay.

I don't know about this, Meredith.

Hey, people respond to
those that reject them, okay?

This is sort of my area of expertise.

- It's gonna be good.
- Well, I've always said,

Meredith, you are unorthodox.

Principal Carl?

But I get through to the kids.

And that is why I respect you.

VICTOR: Principal Carl, I choose Nixon.

Let him hang.

This is where we go for something extra.

Maybe new earrings for me,

maybe a beanbag chair for you.

I'm just saying.

Yeah, but I already
got everything I wanted.

(grunts)

If Victor wants to stay, it's okay.

- We want him to be happy.
- So do we.

That's one thing we can agree on.

I guess so.

But we're keeping our eyes on you.

It's hard to take your
eyes off me; I get it.

That's not what I meant.

(sighs)

Damn, that was a good Christmas.

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