All language subtitles for Reba.S02E13.The.Rings.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-FLUX_track4_[eng]

But, Mrs. H, I don't
wanna go in the car. It smells terrible.

I'm sure it's better. I left all
the windows down,

I sprinkled
potpourri on the seats,

and I put a half a lemon
in the glove box.

Hints from Heloise.
Come on.

Mom, a mouse crawled into
the exhaust system and died.

Decaying rodent does not smell
better over time. Hints from science.

Come on, you wimps.
Let's give it a try.

It's just a little bitty mouse.

Oh, man!

Little bitty mouse
with a big ol' stink.

Oh, man. Oh, man, that is
back-of-the-football-bus bad.

Okay. One of us
has to find this mouse.

[all exclaim]

- [exhales]
- Whew!

Come on, Van. You're not my kin.
Get hoppin'.

Why do I always have to do
the big, strong man stuff around here?

Make Kyra do it.

You are such a waste
of testosterone.

[scoffs] Oh, yeah?

So are you.

Fine. I'll do it.

Oh, wait, I think I found something.
Yeah. There it is. Ah.

Hey, the dipstick
grabbed the dipstick.

You know, my friend
Kendall's family also had car trouble.

They took it to
someone called... a mechanic.

It costs $500
to flush out this mouse.

Stink or no stink,
I don't have the cash.

So borrow the money from Dad.

Every dollar of his we spend
is one less for Barbra Jean.

I like the way you think,
but, no.

Well, I guess there's only
one thing to do, sell Jake.

- Kyra.
- What? He's the obvious choice.

Cheyenne's the prom queen,
I'm the brain, and Jake's the spare.

Whew. I thought
I was the spare.

[Reba] Ha, hey!

♪ My roots are planted
in the past ♪

♪ Though my life
is changing fast ♪

♪ Who I am is who
I want to be ♪

♪ A single mom
who works too hard ♪

♪ Who loves her kids
and never stops ♪

♪ With gentle hands ♪

♪ And the heart of a fighter ♪

♪ I'm a survivor ♪

All right, I call ya.
Read 'em and weep, baby.

A pair of nines.
Let's see what you got.

Full house?

Well, one more king, you
might've had something there.

Van, I can't believe you're stealing
cookies away from Elizabeth.

You should be very proud.

Look how sad she is.

Mom, we've got to do
something about that car.

I can't get the smell
of dead rodent out of my hair.

Well, I still don't have $500,
so let's shave your head.

I think you should
sell this.

My engagement ring? Kyra, what were
you doing in my jewelry box?

Putting your earrings back.

You didn't ask to borrow
my earrings, you little poot.

Come on, Mom. It's the one piece of
jewelry you're never gonna wear again.

What if one of you kids
want it someday?

An engagement ring from
a failed marriage?

That's like wearing
the clothes off a dead person.

- What?
- It fits.

Cheyenne, take that off. That ring
symbolizes a lifetime of unhappiness.

Oh, hi.

Come on, Mom. I bet you get more than
enough money to get rid of that smell.

Let's not forget
I have a birthday coming up.

Hmm. Well, if I don't get rid of that
smell, this may be the year you get a car.

Look, what you're saying
makes sense,

but it just doesn't feel right
to sell my engagement ring.

It was such a beautiful ring.
My finger feels kind of empty now.

Really? 'Cause I could
buy you a ring.

You can't even buy her a taco.

I can too buy her a ring. I have a job
now. I'm clearing three figures a month.

That's okay, sweetie.
You'll buy me a ring someday.

Too bad by then humans
will have evolved into having no fingers.

Shut up, Kyra.
I will not have evolved.

Hey, Kyra, I need your help.

You're a girl. You-You know
stuff about, you know, girl stuff.

Are you getting your period?

I need you to come with me
and help me buy Cheyenne a ring.

- Okay.
- Wait. You'll go? Why?

I love to see the expressions
on strangers' faces when you speak.

[alarm beeps]

What the hell was that?

The poverty detector.

It goes off if you make less
than everyone in the store.

Oh, man, this place is
way out of my league.

I still think we should go
to Crazy Steve's Rings and Mattresses.

- May I help you?
- We're here to get an engagement ring.

- 'Cause we're in love.
- Kyra!

It's not for her.
It's for my wife. She's 18.

You're getting your wife an engagement
ring? Won't she be surprised.

Let me show you
what we have.

Any idea which cut
the young lady would prefer?

Pear? Square? Emerald?

Well, you know women. The one that
doesn't make her look fat, right?

Upper deck, ring dude.

Could we see something
simple, like him?

This piece has
marvelous clarity.

- Ooh. That's pretty.
- Mmm.

- It's $4,500.
- American?

That may be a little out of his range.

I'm sorry.
What price range were you thinking?

Do you have one of
those machines you put a quarter in?

Oh, I see which direction
we're heading.

This...

is called the "promise" ring.

Dude, I already
made the promise. I need a diamond.

If both size and price
are an issue,

- perhaps...
- [objects clinking]

...a cubic zirconium
would be nice.

Yeah, baby,
that is what I am talking about.

My man, you could've been a little
quicker with these "Cuban plutoniums."

- Van, it's fake.
- Yeah, but it's big and fake.

I want Cheyenne to love it.

Look, if it were me, I'd
rather have something real.

- Really?
- Really.

Of course, I'd also
rather have a husband...

who didn't tie his shoes
chasing the bunny through the hole.

[laughing]

[laughing harder]

What do you mean
I'm not covered?

I specifically asked
about this when I bought the policy.

Yeah, liability and mice.

Both. I asked for both.

Yeah? Well, you know what?
You're not a good neighbor.

I am stunned
that didn't work.

- Hey, hey, hey. We're back.
- Oh, how was the museum?

You're not supposed to
touch the pictures.

Oh, it's not your fault, buddy.
You didn't know.

They should have
a big sign that says, "Alarm will sound."

[loudly] You know, I still have
a ringin' in my ears.

Hey, Reba,

there any reason why there are, like,
20 or 30 cats hanging around your car?

I've been delivering fish
for extra money. What's it to ya?

Whoa. What's with you?

Don't mind her, Dad. Something
crawled up her tailpipe and died.

That's your mother
you're talking to, young lady.

[grunts] Oh, there it is.

- So, what are we talking about?
- A mouse died in our car's engine.

Ooh, a dead mouse.
Oh, that must smell terrible.

Hey, Brock, we should
lend them our car while we're in Italy.

- Italy?
- Yes. But don't ask me which city.

We're just gonna "Rome."

Barbra Jean, I specifically
asked you not to say that anymore.

You're taking her to Italy? My Italy?

The one place
I always wanted to go,

but you said we couldn't afford it?

I got a great deal. I used this Internet
site called Bare-bottom Tickets.

Actually, I kind of
found them by accident.

- Brock loves his Internet.
- Yeah.

Well, honey, though
if it's gonna be a problem,

maybe we should go
someplace else.

Is there anyplace
you're less bitter about?

We are not changing
our plans.

I mean, it's not like when we got
divorced Italy became off-limits, right?

No. You're right. Go.

You and I are divorced.

Italy shouldn't matter anymore.
Go on. Have a good time.

Oh, we will.
And you have fun in our car.

But don't let any animals
die in there. Ciao.

Kyra, go get my jewelry box.

So, you're selling
the engagement ring?

Oh, yeah. And their car.

- [knocking]
- Hey, Reba.

Ciao.

Come on. You're not still
upset about that Italy deal are you?

Ciao!

Mom, your engagement ring is up to
a thousand dollars on eBay. Oh, hi, Dad.

No way. You didn't sell
our engagement ring?

Not yet. They're still bidding on it.

I can't believe you'd
even think of doing that.

You know what
I went through to get you that ring?

Oh, I know what
you went through, Brock.

You went through your brother,
who went through a guy named Paco,

who went through Customs
with my engagement ring in his underpants.

I can't believe you're being
so petty. It's our engagement ring.

I thought it'd always
stay in our family.

That's funny. I always thought
you would stay in our family.

Oh, it always comes back
around to that, doesn't it?

- The divorce is my fault.
- Yep.

I've ruined everything,
made you miserable,

so now I deserve to be punished.

Well, not this time.
I forbid you to sell that ring.

Forbid me?

Well, I forbid you to forbid me.

It's my engagement ring
and I'm gonna sell it.

Then I'm gonna buy it.

Long as you're the high bidder.

[chuckles] Baby, I will be.

Kyra! Kyra!

Jump on the computer
and put in a fake bid of... $3,000.

[chortles]

Hey.

- What's this for?
- For my lovely bride.

[giggles] Oh, no. What did you do?
If Elizabeth has a mohawk, Van--

She's fine.

This is not an apology.
It's a proposal.

- And this time I have a ring.
- [gasps]

And you're not pregnant.

- You got me a ring?
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, no. Van, the diamond fell off.
- What?

No, no. It's there.

Oh. Oh, there it is.

Aw, dang. It's too small.

I knew I should've got
one of those big Cuban ones.

No, no, no. No. Van.

I must've had something
in my eye.

- Wow, I love it.
- You're just saying that.

No. Van, I love my diamond.

"My diamond." [giggles]

- Van, it's gorgeous.
- What's gorgeous?

Van bought me a diamond ring.

What?

Here I am scraping and scrounging to
get enough money to fix that stupid car,

and you have the nerve
to go out and buy a diamond ring?

Yes, and look at it.

Never mind.

[knocking]

Hey, Reba. I had a great idea while
I was planning our Italy trip.

You should tell me all
the places you wanted to go,

and then I could
take some pictures for you.

I can tell you
where I want you to go.

Arrivederci.

Or for you,
it would be "A-Reba-derci."

- Get it? Reba--
- Barbra Jean,

I've heard that joke all my life.

I don't think it's funny.

Barbra Jean, come here. I want you
to see the ring that Van got me.

[squeals]

[squealing louder]

Oh, my gosh, it's bellissimo.

That means "small," doesn't it?

I just memorize a lot of words.
I don't know the meanings.

You do the same with English.

Come on, Van. I wanna go down
to campus. I wanna show all my friends.

No, no. I don't think we should
show anyone.

An engagement ring should be private.

Don't be silly. I want everybody
to know what you did.

Can we not call it what I did?

Well, since it seems
we're all showing off rings,

take a gander
at what Brock gave me.

[spoon clatters]

Apparently, it's an antique.
I think some old lady died or something.

Barbra Jean, that's my
engagement ring.

Hey.

If I knew he was gonna give
it to you, I'd have never sold it to him.

- Give it to me.
- Reba, my finger won't come off.

You'd be surprised.

- I can't believe he did that.
- Me either.

That smoky smell is me, sister,
because I am burned up.

- I'm gonna kill him.
- Right. We are in this together.

- No, we're not.
- Oh, really?

'Cause for a second there it
kind of seemed like we were.

- Brock.
- Reba. Hey, look at you. Over here.

All of a sudden.
And looking kind of angry.

- I can explain.
- Really? Can you, Brock?

Well, not to both of you
at the same time.

You gave Barbra Jean
my engagement ring.

First, you give me
Reba's trip to Italy, and now, her ring?

Next you'll be telling me her
nickname was "sassy shorts."

Excuse me. [shudders]

Reba, I did not give
the ring to Barbra Jean.

No. She found it
in my pocket and thought it was a gift.

I couldn't very well
tell her the truth.

Yeah, that was never
one of your strong suits.

And what was the truth, Brock?

You bought your ex-wife's ring
for a little keepsake?

Honey, I had to buy it.

Otherwise it would've
gone to "grannyboots72" from Syracuse.

Well, I don't want it now.
I want my own ring.

Oh, Barbra Jean.

Oh, I'm gettin' the Tiffany's catalog.

And I'm gettin' a toe ring too.

Serves you right, Brock.
What were you thinkin'?

Hey, I thought you said
you didn't care about this ring?

I don't.

Well, if you don't care,
why are you so mad?

I don't want Barbra Jean
to have my ring.

Oho, so you do care.

That's not caring. That's hatred.
They just sound the same.

Well, you could've fooled me.

You know,
I still care about this ring Reba,

and it hurt my feelings
when you said you don't.

Well, maybe I still
care about it too, but I don't want to.

Just like I don't wanna care that
you're taking her on my trip to Italy.

So, why do I?

Well, maybe because there's
part of the past that's still good.

You know, just because
our marriage ended badly,

doesn't mean you have to write off
the whole dang relationship.

We had plenty of good times.
Like when I gave you this ring.

I said I'd never take it off my finger.
And you didn't.

Until that first fight when
we were driving through Iowa,

- and you threw it out the window.
- [laughs]

We spent six hours in that cornfield.

- Serves you right, taking me to Iowa.
- [laughs]

Yeah, we did have
some good memories.

I guess it's okay
if I keep this.

Reba. [chuckles] You know,
I did pay for the ring.

Twice now.

Yeah, I know.

Enjoy Italy.

You know what?
I changed my mind.

I thought it'd be better
if I took Barbra Jean to Paris.

My Paris?

[chuckles] I'm just saying,

you didn't have to show the ring to
your geology professor.

- The guy's a rock expert, Cheyenne.
- Yes, Van,

and he thought that the diamond
was very impressive.

Because he's never seen one
that small before.

Everyone was making fun of it, Cheyenne.

Van, you're getting upset over nothing.

I'm getting upset
'cause you won't stop punishing me.

How am I punishing you?

- You keep showing it to everyone.
- Oh!

Boy, it's pathetic seeing
two grown adults fightin' over a ring.

I should've never gotten it.
It's embarrassing.

Why don't you just wear
my paycheck on your finger,

and everybody can laugh at that?

- [sighs]
- Look, I got an offer for you two.

- I got my engagement ring back.
- I told you, Mrs. H. I don't want it.

You don't have to take
the ring, just take the diamond.

Wait a minute.
That would probably break the curse.

All right, pop that sucker off.
I'm gonna go get the glue gun.

No, no, no, no.
Mom, thank you. That's very sweet.

But I love this ring
exactly the way that it is.

Why? Why would you love it?

Because you gave it to me,

and that makes it the most
valuable ring that I'll ever own.

Wow. How cool is that?

Well, you did buy Cheyenne
a nice ring.

Oh, I didn't just buy her a nice ring.

I bought her a love
of inexpensive jewelry.

Acme! [coughing]