All language subtitles for Saved.By.The.Bell.[1x09].Pinned.to.the.Mat.-.LemoN.EN

( bell rings )

* When l wake up in the morning
and the alarm gives out a warning *

* l don't think l'll ever
make it on time *

* By the time l grab my books
and l give myself a look *

* l'm at the corner just in time
to see the bus fly by *

* lt's all right *

* 'Cause l'm saved by the bell *

* lf the teacher pops a test,
l know l'm in a mess *

* And my dog ate
all my homework last night *

* Ridin' low on my chair,
she won't know that l'm there *

* lf l can hand it in tomorrow
it'll be all right *

* lt's all right *

* 'Cause l'm saved by the bell... *

* lt's all right,
'cause l'm saved by the-- *

* lt's all right, 'cause l'm saved
by the-- *

* lt's all right,
'cause l'm saved by the bell. *

lt's Career Week at school,
and everybody's excited.

l'm not.

lt's the first sign our parents
aren't gonna support us forever.

l didn't know you wanted
a career in medicine.

Why not?
l'm sick of school.

Zack, do you really want
to become a doctor?

Well, Kelly,
what l'm looking for

is the most amount of money
for the least amount of work.

''Jack in the Box''
already has a clown.

Very funny.

Actually, Kelly, l want to be
a game show host.

All you have to do
is brush your teeth and smile.

That's all we need,
a male Vanna White.

l'm kind of thinking about
being a housewife,

or an actress.

Do you think l'd be
a good actress, Zack?

Oh, fantastic.
Every night you star in my dreams.

- Hey, Screech, what are you doing?
- Moonwalking.

l want to be an astronaut
and go into space.

Be sure to get a one-way ticket.

Hey, Slater, what career table
are you interested in?

Hey, right now the only thing
l'm interested in

is my wrestling match
against Valley on Friday.

Well, Slater, you really
ought to think about your future.

Good idea. After practice,
let's go to the beach.

No women!
The man is in training.

He's wrestling Marvin Nedick,
Valley's undefeated champion.

What's with you, Preppie?

Why are you so interested
in helping me?

Time out!

What our contestants don't know

is that every year l've bet against
Nedick and every year l've lost.

But this year he's
going up against Slater.

Now, Don, tell our audience
what l expect to win.

Well, Zack,
Marvin Nedick's dirt bike,

with steel-belted radial tires,
molded handgrips,

plus a comfort cushion seat
and racing stripe.

Retail value?
Over $500, Zack!

( audience applauds )

Time in!

l don't need your help, Preppie.

l'm gonna flatten Nedick
in the first minute.

Time out!

Yahoo!

Hey, you guys, l finally
decided what l'm going to be.

Well, welcome to
''Guess Lisa's Career.''

Let's meet out first contestant.
Jessie, tell us where you're from.

Shut up, Zack.

ls that near San Diego?

l want to be a fashion designer.
Move over, Calvin,

it's time for my name
to be on everyone's behind.

Good answer, good answer.

Hey, Max, how did you
pick your career?

Well, it was a choice
between being a magician,

or running a restaurant.

How'd you decide?

l was much better
at flipping burgers

than l was pulling rabbits
out of my hat.

See what l mean?

And shall we all try and guess
what career Jessie has chosen?

Hey, who are you?
Zack Sajak?

Hopefully.

l want to be a lawyer.

l'll design your briefs.

And now let's hear from
the beautiful Kelly Kapowski.

l've changed my mind. l wanna
be a judge so l can lock you up.

Kelly, have you decided
what you want to be?

Hey, wait a second,
you're in fashion.

l'm the host here.

l still want to be an actress,

but l also want to be a mom
and have lots of kids.

And one day,
l'd like to help you with that.

Why have a litter of Preppies

when you can have a bunch
of little stud-muffins like me?

You'd have to have a good job
to support a big family.

What kind of career
are you planning on?

Career?

Well, l-- l--

Hey, the man has a career!

You've heard of Hulk Hogan?
He's ''Slammer Slater!''

Yeah.
Yeah, that's what l'll be.

l'll be a wrestler.

Well, that's fine for now, Slater,

but what are you gonna be
when you grow up?

- All: Yeah, Slater.
- Jessie: You gotta decide.

Now let's try and guess
what career Slater has chosen.

Jessie:
lt's a very crucial decision.

- ( knocking on door )
- Come in!

Can l see you for a second,
Mr. Belding?

Certainly.

Time's up.
( laughs )

l'm just kidding.
What can l do for you?

Sir, l have a problem.

lt's kind of personal...

but never mind,
l can see you're busy.

No, no, no...
l am never too busy.

Come on in, son.
Consider me a friend.

A compadre.
One righteous dude.

Okay.

Mr. Belding...

you see, l'm having a problem
choosing a career.

Did you know what you wanted
to be when you were a kid?

There were times
when l wanted to be a test pilot,

or a race car driver,
or stuntman.

But they didn't offer the same
sense of risk and adventure

as school administration.

l can understand that.

You know, in high school

l did have visions of becoming
a professional basketball player.

What stopped you?

Sister Agnes.

She kept blocking my lay-ups.

Besides, can you imagine me
dribbling down the court at 50,

with my belly hanging out and my
love handles tripping the referee?

My gosh, l would have
looked foolish in that uniform.

l remember the time
when l was in high school

l cut down the court to my right,
they fed me the ball...

Welcome back to Bayside.

lt's just great to see
all you guys again.

You know, there never
was a class like yours.

Gotcha, Belding!

That's still great, Max.

And now, the first judge ever
to graduate from Bayside--

Judge Jessie Spano.

( crowd cheers, applauds )

- We're honored, Your Honor.
- That pleases the court.

Oh, Lisa, l just love your jeans.

- They are fabulous!
- Well, yes.

The name Lisa stands for quality,
and l'm behind every pair l sell.

( beeping )

What's that?

Wow, Captain
Screech Powers,

great space explorer.

Even you achieved your dream.
What is it like in space?

Far out. Have a Mars bar.

ls there really life on Mars?

Not really,
all the good clubs close at 9:00.

And now,
Bayside's favorite son,

and the most successful
game show host ever,

Zack Morris.

Thank you, Richard,
and hello, Bayside.

Let me introduce
my lovely wife, Kelly Morris.

Now, Kelly is gonna present you
with a brand new,

19-inch, cable-ready TV!

Well, Kelly,
you're a successful model,

a former Miss Everything,
what else is new?

Now that l'm married to Zack,
we have a beautiful home,

three kids,
two cats, and a dog.

Retail value of home,
kids, and pets:

$732,000.

Hey, everybody, remember me?

That can't be Slater.

lt is. He's lost
30 matches in a row.

Honey, he's over the hill.

That's because he
never picked a career

during Career Week in school.

Wow, he used to be a jock.

Now he's a joke.

And that's how l became
the Flo-Jo of principals.

Well, son,
l hope l've been of some help.

More than you know, sir.

( mimicking engine revving )

Hey, picture it, Screech--

we're cruising down the coast,
wind in our hair,

and chicks just
begging us for a ride.

No room, baby.
Maybe next time.

When l win Nedick's dirt bike,

this fantasy will become a reality.

What did you bet
against Nedick's dirt bike?

- My dirt bike.
- But you don't have one.

What are you gonna do
if you lose?

l can't lose.
Nedick's wrestling Slater.

Okay, babes, hop on.

l'm driving.

Screech, what are you doing?

Cruising for chicks.

ln the boys locker room?

( whistles )

Hey, Slater,
shouldn't you be at practice?

l heard Nedick's threatening
to tie your tongue to your toes,

and use you as a hula hoop.

- He said that?
- Mm-hmm.

Who cares about wrestling?

Well, l do.

Your fans do.

l do.

Look, forget about it, Preppie.

You think l wanna end up
an overweight,

beer-bellied laughingstock?

My mom always said you could
be anything you want to be.

l quit wrestling.

What? You quit wrestling?

- What, are you crazy?
- No.

l'm off the team.

This is bad news.

Not for Slater. Now you'll be
Nedick's hula hoop.

Hey, Zack, here's your fries
and hot dog.

l'd rather have
a guard dog with fangs.

lf Slater doesn't wrestle on Friday,
l'm dead meat.

Slater reminds me
a lot of my dad.

What, your father's
a 15-year-old wrestler?

No, a 50-year-old taxi driver.

One day he decided to give it up,
and stay at home.

So my mom put an apron on him,
showed him the kitchen.

By dinnertime,
his meter was running.

lnteresting.

( deep voice )
Hello, Major Slater?

This is AC's guidance
counselor at Bayside.

My name?

Mr. Footer, Frank Footer.

l'd like to talk to you
about your son, AC.

He has a lot of free time on his
hands since he quit wrestling,

and l think he should join...

So, champ,
how you keeping busy these days?

What's it to you?

l figured
that without wrestling,

you have a lot of free time
on your hands.

l hope you've found
a constructive way to fill it.

You know, my dad
said the same thing.

You're kidding.

l'm sure whatever advice
he gave you it's worth following.

lt wasn't advice,
it was an order.

Then you'd probably get in a lot
of trouble if you didn't listen.

Yeah, probably.

He wants me to find an after-school
activity to replace wrestling.

And suddenly girl watching
doesn't count.

There is one after-school club

where you can't help
but watch girls.

Yeah?

Yeah, but l don't
want to interfere.

Wait a minute.

- Go ahead, l'm listening.
- l don't know, Slater.

lt takes a special
kind of guy to be in this club.

Try me.

Think you're man enough
for the Cooking Club?

Cooking Club?
What, are you crazy?

That's for girls.

Hi, guys. Bye, guys.
l'm late for Cooking Club.

So am l.
Thanks for the tip, Preppie.

Slater in an apron?

He'll be laughed
right back into the gym.

Hey, even l'll make
muffins to see that.

Today we're going
to make a layer cake

with chocolate, vanilla,

and lots of gooey fudge.

So put on your aprons
before the food starts to fly.

You look pretty in pink, Preppie.

Thanks for noticing.

You'll all find recipes
on your counter.

Step one: throw them away!

Because l like to cook
the way l feel,

and l feel good.

* Da-da, da, da-dah *

* Take two eggs,
da-da, da, da-dah *

- * And mix them around *
- All: * Da, da-da, dah *

* Take some butter,
don't drop it on the ground *

All:
* Da-da, da, da-dah *

- * Put in some milk *
- All: * Da-da, da, da-dah *

- * Then add some flour *
- * Da-da, da, da-dah *

* And what you've got
is done in an hour *

- * l'm bakin' a cake *
- All: * Whew! *

- * l'm bakin' a cake *
- * Whew! *

* l'm bakin' a ca-aa-ke... *

* Cake! *

All:
Whew!

Mine looks good. Let's see
how the rest of yours turned out.

( tapping feet )

Not bad.

Not terrible.

Ooh, not edible.

Now this takes the cake.
Young man, you are a talent.

Perfect form,
perfect consistency.

Mmm!

And it tastes good, too!
Everyone, taste this.

Ooh, not too much.
l'm taking this home.

Slater, l didn't know
you were such a great cook.

- Neither did l.
- Try some, Zack.

This is terrible.

lt's moist.

lt's light.

lt's delicious.

l'm a hula hoop.

Slater, l can't believe
you made this cake.

lt's wonderful.

l am really impressed.
l never knew you were so sensitive.

l love sensitive guys.

Really?

You know, l cried when
l cracked that last egg.

Zack:
Oh, come on.

Lisa, a bologna sandwich turns me
into an emotional dishrag.

Wring it out in the kitchen.

Okay, okay.

So Slater's cake
rose to the occasion.

Well, if you can't beat them,
bring in someone who can.

Hey, Slater.

Hey, Nedick.

l hear you gave up wrestling
to do some baking.

That's right.
And you're lucky.

l'm gonna be a world-class chef.

These hands are gonna be cracking
eggs instead of your neck.

Ooh.

l bet you look real sweet
in an apron.

- ls that right?
- Hey, tough guy,

before you put him down,
you should try his cherries jubilee.

l see you've got girls fighting
your battles now, Betty Crocker.

Slater isn't gonna stand for that.

Nedick, l'm a lover,
not a fighter.

Hey, you're right.
He never left his seat.

To me,
you look like a chicken.

( clucking )

Let me tell you
something, Bubba,

it takes a stronger man
not to fight.

So why don't you go back into
the mist with the other gorillas?

Ooh.

Morris, we gotta talk.

- Now.
- Now is good.

- So how's school?
- Shut up.

My next thought.

About our little bet,
you lose.

- But the match isn't until Friday.
- You might as well forfeit now.

Who's gonna
take Slater's place, you?

Look, Slater will be there.
Don't worry.

Who's worried?

Come Friday, l'm gonna be riding
something in the dirt--

either your bike,
or your face.

Boy, is he stupid.

What's he gonna do,
kick-start your face?

Zack, l've always dreamed
about going into space,

but l didn't want to be
launched by Marvin Nedick.

Neither do l. Come on, Screech,
you're my last hope.

And when Slater sees you
dressed like this,

he won't let you wrestle Nedick.

You sure?

Trust me, he'll come
flying out and pin Nedick

before you can say,
''Hey, that's my arm. Give it back.''

And if you're wrong?

Well, we'll call it,
''The Screech Memorial Gymnasium.''

You'd do that for me?

Wow.

All right, what do you want
to show me, Preppie?

Make it quick.
l've got a quiche in the oven.

l just wanted you to see who's
gonna wrestle Nedick in your place.

Screech?

( laughing )

Don't worry, Slater,
you'll be safe in Cooking Club.

l'll take care of Nedick.
You go hide behind your apron.

Take it on home, Zack.

Come on, Zack,
is he really gonna wrestle Nedick?

Yeah. You just gonna stand there
while Screech gets sliced,

diced and put on ice?

No. Actually,
l have to check on my quiche.

All: * Beat, ba-beat,
ba-buh-buh-buh-beat, beat *

* Beat, ba-beat, ba-buh-buh-buh
beat, go Bayside! *

* Beat, ba-beat,
ba-buh-buh-buh-beat, beat *

* Beat, ba-beat, ba-buh-buh-buh
beat, go Bayside! *

( cheering )

- Who are you?
- Screech ''The Body'' Powers.

- What are you doing?
- Trying to intimidate you.

How is it working?

- Where's Slater?
- l killed him.

l wanted first crack at you.

- Out of the way, you little twerp.
- Hey, tough guy.

Here's a hint
of what's to come.

Had enough?

- What is Screech doing out there?
- ls he wrestling Nedick?

Oh great, just my luck.
He'll throw Screech in my lap.

Quit now while
you're still standing.

- Move aside, shrimp.
- Hey, butthead,

your mom's ugly, your dad's ugly,
and your dog's ugly.

Hey, my dog is not ugly.

You're right,
he's not, compared to you.

Hey, Screech,
we've gotta talk.

Not now, Zack. l've got him
right where we want him.

l hope he stays there,
because Slater's not coming.

Not coming?!

Nedick: Hey, shrimp!

l'm taking care of you now. l'm not
waiting for the match to begin.

Neither am l.

One, two, three.
Pinned. l lose.

Congratulations, smooth takedown.

( screaming )

All right, Nedick,
hand him over!

Don't talk about his dog.

Now, let's see how you do
with someone your own size.

( birds chirping )

- Bayside.
- Slater, you were terrific.

But l thought you
were gonna quit wrestling?

My quiche blew up,
and l realized--

hey, l didn't care.
l'm just a kid.

l don't need a career right now.

Yeah, we feel the same way.
We'll worry about it next year.

- What happened?
- l flattened you, wimp.

l finally beat you, Nedick.
Your dirt bike's mine.

l won the bet.

No, Zack, you lose.

Gambling is a no-no,

and l am sure you know
what that means.

Uh-huh,
an all-expense-paid trip

to detention
here at lovely Bayside,

the detention capital
of the world.

( instrumental theme music plays )