All language subtitles for The Honeymooners - S04E27 - Head of the House

ANNOUNCER:
With the stars...

and...

Good morning, ladies.

Yes, can I ask you some
questions, please, about...?

(women giggling,
man mutters)

Excuse me, sir.
My name is Dick Pres...

I beg your pardon, sir.
I'd, uh...

I'd, uh, like very much

to have a few moments
of your time if you don't mind.

I realize both of you gentlemen
are on your way to work

this morning, but, uh,
my name is Dick Prescott.

- I'm the "questioning
photographer." -Oh.

Oh, oh, oh, yeah. "Questioning
photographer," here.

Why, I read your interviews
in the paper every night, boy.

- It's good. I wouldn't miss it.
-Thank you. Thank you very much.

Right. You had a...
you had a good question there

one night last week must have
caused a lot of controversy.

Oh, that-that must have
been the one on whether or not

the U.N. should outlaw
the H-bomb?

No, No. This one, uh, was:
'Which one is more authentic,

"the Canasi
or Weehawken style of mambo?"

- Oh.
-Uh...

Would you get on with what
you want us to do here?

-'Cause we're a little late
as it is. -Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Well, would you mind answering
today's question

and letting me
take your picture?

Well, be a privilege
and a pleasure.

Would you like a profeel
or full face?

No, no, we'll, uh...
we'll get to that in a moment.

- First, uh, your name?
-Uh, Edward L. Norton.

"Edward L. Norton."

And, uh, your occupation?

- I'm an engineer.
-"Engineer."

In subterranean sanitation.

Oh, and, uh...
(clears throat)

Where do you live, Mr. Norton?

I live in the garden spot
of the world, Brooklyn, U.S.A.

Brooklyn. I see.

Now, Mr. Norton,
today's question is:

In your house, who is the boss--
you or your wife?

I'd be very happy
to answer that question.

- Am I boss... I...
In my household... -Mm-hmm.

I am the boss of the household.

I think that any man
that is afraid of his wife

-is not a man.
-Mm-hmm.

And I can't stress this point
too strongly,

that a husband is the boss.

- Yes.
-Uh, don't quote me,

because if my wife reads that,
she'll kill me.

But, uh, if I don't quote you,
how can I print it?

Can't you just use my picture?

Well, Norton, you just proved
to me something

-that I've suspected about you
for a long time. -What?

You're afraid of Trixie.

Oh, wait... a minute.

You're in no position
to talk to me like that. No, no.

You're not inferring...

All I know, pal, is that if
he had asked me that question,

I would have said
without hesitation

that I am the boss
in my household.

I'm the one
that gives the orders.

I'm the one
that makes all the decisions.

Huh, on the day we were married,
I said two things.

One: I do.
Two: I'm the boss.

Uh, pardon me, sir.
Urn, what is your name?

- Ralph Kramden.
-"Ralph Kramden."

-(Ralph scoffs)
-Mr. Kramden, I'm going to print

what you just said, okay?

NORTON:
Go ahead.

Go ahead, go, go, go,
answer him.

Go ahead, big shot.
Go on, go on.

(laughs)
Go ahead and print 'rt.

He's a bus driver,
and he lives in Brooklyn.

"Bus driver in Brooklyn."

Now let me see.

Just hold that.

Thank you very much,
Mr. Kramden.

You'll be in tonight's paper.
Good-bye, men.

(Norton chuckles)

What are you laughing at?

I'm just... I'm just picturing
what you're gonna look like

in a French
Foreign Legion uniform.

Are you trying to tell me
that I'm afraid of Alice?

I know you. We're buddies
for a good long time, Ralph.

I know you pretty good.
Now, Just take a little advice.

Get on a phone
and call that newspaper

and tell them to hold
the presses, stop the presses

and don't print that statement.

Oh, no. Not me, Norton.

That's the kind of a thing
you'd do, but not me,

and that's the difference
between us, Norton.

That's the difference.

I am a boss.
You are a mouse.

Well, I got
one more thing to say.

I'd rather be a live mouse
than a dead boss.

Hiya, honey. Supper ready?

- No, Ralph, it'll be a little
while before it's ready. -Oh.

You want to give me
the evening paper, darling?

'Cause I just want
to take a look at that contest.

Oh, I... I didn't bring
the evening paper home tonight.

Well, you always bring
the evening paper home.

That's right.
I always bring it home.

But from now on, that paper
is never entering this house.

- Why?
-Why?

I'll tell you why.

I don't like its editorial
policy, that's why.

Well, Ralph, what's wrong
with its editorial policy?

They just cut out
Orphan Annie.

Now listen, Ralph.
You know perfectly well

that I've been following
that puzzle contest.

Well, never mind.

It'll be a little while
before supper's ready,

so I'll just run down
to the corner and get one.

You will do nothing of the kind!

That paper is not getting
into this house, Alice.

Hey, Ralphie boy!

It's in the paper.
There it is.

Everything you said,
word for word.

- Look at that. -Ralph's picture?
What did he say?

Didn't the head of the household
show it to you?

There it is, right in there.

Out! Get out!

How could you, Ralph?

How could you?

Five men, Ralph.

Five men answered this question,
and you were the only one

to make an idiotic statement
like that.

Why, Ralph? Why?

Because I was the only one
brave enough

to make that idiotic statement,
that's why.

Ralph, do you think if
they'd asked me that question,

I would have said
that I was the boss?

How could you?

How could you, Alice?

You're a woman, remember that.

Women aren't bosses.

Men are bosses. Men.

They do it all.

Men run this world, Alice.

Men.

They are responsible for
the shape the world's in. Men.

Well, I'm sure glad
to hear one of you admit it.

It just kills you, don't it?

It just kills you
that you're a woman.

And instead of being
a leader like a man,

you got to be a follower.

That's what women are,
you know. Followers.

Men. They've done it all.

Done it all.
All the great inventions. Men.

Men have done
all the great things

since the beginning of time.

I'll give you
a perfect example.

There'd be no America if it
wasn't for Christopher Columbus.

There'd be
no Christopher Columbus

if it wasn't for his mother.

Now I'm gonna tell you
something, Ralph.

I am never gonna refer to
that ridiculous article again.

But I want you to understand
something once and for all.

There never was, and there never
will be a boss in this house.

Now let me straighten you out
about something.

There has been, there is,
and there always will be

a boss in this house,
and that boss is me.

I'm glad
Norton brought the paper down.

I'm glad you saw it,

because today is the day
that I was emancipated.

I'm the boss, Alice!

And you might as well
get it into your head.

And I'm glad about it!

Very glad I'm the boss.

Very glad that you know it.

Practically calls
for a celebration.

I'm gonna celebrate.

Is that bottle of wine
that I was supposed

to give your brother
for Christmas

-still in the closet?
-Yeah.

Well, then watch this.

What do you think
you're gonna do, Ralph?

You'll find out
what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna celebrate.
I'm gonna drink it.

- Ralph, you're not gonna drink
that wine. -I certainly am.

Ralph, you know
what drinking does to you.

Now, one drink of that, Ralph,

and you'll be just
so deathly sick,

you won't even be able
to go to work tomorrow.

Are you kidding?
Drinking doesn't affect me.

Oh, no? Then how about the time

we ate
in that Hungarian restaurant,

you had a two-day hangover
from a slice of rum cake?

Now, you're not touching
that bottle, Ralph.

Don't you ever tell me not
to touch anything in this house.

Just make sure you don't
touch anything in this house.

Now I'm going up
and getting my pal Norton

who I rudely threw out of here,

and he's coming down
and celebrate the emancipation.

How do you like that?

- Ralph.
-Oh.

What did you say to my puddin'?

For once, Trixie, you're right.

I was out of place when I said
anything to Norton. He was...

What did you throw him out
of here for?

Because I made a mistake.

I'm very happy now
that he came down here

and brought this whole thing
to a head,

because now she knows it
and I know it,

and you know it--
I'm the boss of this house,

and Norton's the boss
of his house.

And I'm going up,
bringing him down,

and we're gonna celebrate
the emancipation.

Ha! Ha!

-(door slams)
-Alice, what is this all about?

Here.

- This appeared
in tonight's paper. -Hmm.

Now Ralph's out to prove that
he's the head of the house,

and he's making
a test case out of it.

He's going to get Norton
to bring him down here,

and they're gonna drink
this bottle of wine.

Oh, this is terrible.

Oh, what am I gonna do, Trix?

I can't let Ralph drink that.

Oh, we'll have
to think of something,

or they'll both get sick.

- I got it.
-Hmm?

Well, well,
what good'll that do?

They'll just go out
and buy another bottle.

Oh, no they won't.

I'm gonna fill this bottle up
with grape juice.

- Just wait and see.
-Grape juice?

Won't Ralph know
it's grape juice?

Oh, of course not.
Take this a sec. Thanks.

- Oh.
-Ralph?

Not the kind of drinker he is.

- Here, Trix.
-Mm-hmm.

He'll never even know
the difference.

And besides, the bottle
is still gonna smell like wine.

- Yeah. -Say, I better fill it
all the way up.

The only trouble is, do you
think Ed'll know the difference?

Oh, don't worry about him.

He gets tipsy
from reading the label.

Besides, Alice, I think
all they're really interested in

is having one drink just
to prove

that they can get away with it.

- Do you know what I mean?
-Yeah.

- Now let me just get rid
of this. -Okay.

Put it over here.

RALPH:
Come on, my pal.

Right this way.

Out of the way, girls.

Some men are gonna do
some drinking.

- Sit down there, pal.
-Thank you.

Clear the field.

Ooh, nice-looking
bottle of wine there.

Norton, I propose a toast.

The first toast to my wife,

who finally has found her place.

Ha, ha!

Ah...

- Ah.
-A little strong but good.

A very amusing
little bottle of wine.

(Ralph chuckles)

I would like at this time
to propose a toast.

- May I pour?
-To my wife.

To Trixie.

I don't know why
we haven't done this before.

(both laugh)

As we say in the sewer,
here's mud in your eye!

Well, I guess you girls are
learning something tonight.

Uh, Trixie, could I come up
to your apartment?

I just can't stand seeing
my husband destroy himself.

You are so right.

(women giggling)

You'd think they were drinking.

Must've got a look at the label.

(Ralph laughs)

Let's have another one, pal.

Pour away, mein host!

(laughing)

"Pour away, mein host."

Can't walk on one leg!

(laughing harder)

Select.

(Ralph laughs quietly)

(laughing louder)

(guffawing)

(hacking cough)

(both laughing)

What are you laughing at?

(laughing uncontrollably)

What are you laughing at?

What am I laughing at?

(chuckling):
Yeah.

What am I laughing at?
(laughs quietly)

I forgot what I was laughing at.

(Norton laughs)

What's the difference
as long as we're laughing?

Pour out another one now.

♪ Duh-duh, duh-duh,
duh-duh-do ♪

♪ Duh-duh-duh-duh,
duh-duh-do. ♪

Huh.

Hey. . -

Nah, never mind.

What do you say,
Ralph, that we, uh...

- Nah.
...rip into a little song?

I'll say... I'm feeling...

beautiful.

You know why
I'm feeling beautiful?

- Go ahead.
-I'll tell you why.

I can't wait... to see the face

on Joe Fensterblau tomorrow
when I go to work.

(Norton chuckles)

Ever since the night
we were playing poker...

I know.

...and I had to leave early,
and he says,

"He's got to leave early

'cause his wife won't let him
stay out."

- Do you remember that?
- Yeah. Do l...? Do l...? How...?

It's all right.

No, I mean, like...
ain't that much time for that.

- Wait till I see him tomorrow.
-Joe Fensterblau.

Wait till I see him tomorrow.
That's the thing.

Don't let you get upset
all over Joe Fensterblau.

-(Ralph mutters)
-He repeats everything.

He hasn't got a mind
of his own anyway.

Here's to that poor,
misguided soul, Joe Fensterblau!

-(mirthless chuckle)
-Joe Fensterblau.

- He's a...
- He sure is.

Va-va-va-voom!

I feel like I had a hair
on my face or something.

(Norton laughs)

Either that's wine on the table,

or somebody was just
stabbed upstairs.

(laughing hysterically)

That is funny, Ralph.

(drunken laughter)

- Huh?
-A little song.

- A little song? -That one
that was always good for you.

All right.

"L Had a Dream, Dear?"

Wait a minute. We might
as well do this right.

I got a pitch pipe
in the bedroom...

Go get the pitch pipe.
Go get the pitch pipe.

(Norton chuckles)

Everything's going real fast.

The table ain't level!

(Ralph laughs)

You, boy, you.

(Ralph laughing)

Somebody stole the bed.

We don't need any pitch pipe.

♪ I... ♪

- ♪ We had a dream, dear ♪
-J' ...had a dream, dear ♪

♪ You had one, too ♪

♪ Doo-wop, doo-wop ♪

♪ Doo-wop. ♪

(Norton exhales sharply)

(snoring)

Well...

there they are.

Our dashing, debonair,
devil-may-care playboys.

It just shows you what the power
of suggestion can do.

Yup. 100 proof male ego.

Alice, a toast.

I give you our husbands.

(snoring)

A toast.

You can have 'em.

Yes. Oh, aw, man.

Man!

Hey, Fred, how do you like this
for a clincher?

"The day I got married,
I said only two things:

"'l do,' and 'I'm the boss."'

(Fred laughs)

Did I have
that Kramden figured wrong.

I didn't think he had the nerve.
ls he working today?

Yeah. He always works
half a day on Saturdays.

Harry, I ought to hang
around here and shake his hand.

- Yeah.
-I tell you...

- Hi, fellas.
-Oh.

Is Ralph around? I was supposed
to meet him here.

Norton, you're just the guy
we want to see.

- What?
-Yeah, give us the lowdown.

What did Kramden's wife do
when she read the newspaper?

I'm very happy
to announce that in his house,

Ralph Kramden is king.

Oh. She crowned him?

No, no, no. On the contrary.

He proved to me last night that
in his house, his word is law.

- No kidding?
-Yeah.

I saw it with my own eyes,
heard it with my own ears. Hey.

- Oh, boy, do I want to shake
your hand. -Hi, Ralph. Hi.

I thought I'd come
and shake the hand of the man

-who said what you said.
-Thank you.

- What courage!
-I tell you, I really mean it.

You're twice the man
I am, Ralph.

Yeah, with about
20 pounds left over.

Well, I didn't do anything
any other brave

or intelligent man wouldn't do.

Well, now, you keep punching.
You keep punching.

- So long, Ralph. See you Monday.
-See you on Monday, huh?

- Good night, Norton. -Nice
couple of chaps, those guys.

Ah, I tell ya,
they-they admire you, you know,

they worship you,
and deservedly so.

- Yeah.
-Boy, you know what?

I'm glad I only have
to work a half a day today.

Hoo-hoo, what a head I got.
Oh! Oh!

- Yeah, I had a little
hangover myself. -Ooh.

I couldn't hardly get my head
through the manhole, you know.

Fortunately,
when I got up this morning,

there was something
in the icebox,

straightened me right out.

- What?
-Cold grape juice.

I got to remember that
for the next time.

Yeah. It wasn't bad
at that, though, was it?

Hey, I got
a newsflash for you.

I'm gonna play a little pool
with you this afternoon.

This is Saturday afternoon.
I thought you went

shopping with Trixie
on Saturday afternoon.

I don't care whether
it's Saturday afternoon.

I told Trixie
to go shopping by herself.

I'm gonna play pool with you.

I said, "You either like it,
or you lump it."

Very good, pal.
You're beautiful.

She lumped it.

Hey! Hi, Norton.
Hey, Windy.

Joe Fensterblau--
just the guy I wanted to see.

By any chance, did you read
the paper last night?

Yes I did, Kramden.

You got away
with some kind of a fluke.

But before I believe that
malarkey I read in the paper,

you got to prove it to me.

Well, I wish
there was something right now

I could do to prove it to you.

Well, there is a way.
A very simple way.

If a guy's really the boss
of his house,

it isn't any trouble
for him to call up his wife

and tell her he's bringing home
a friend for supper.

Is that all you want?

- Ten bucks you can't do it.
-You got a bet.

I, uh... I'd like
a little piece of that.

-I'd like a little piece
of that. -I got another ten.

- You're coming.
-All right, you, now,

what would you like
to have to eat tonight?

Oh, I'm not a fussy man.

Just some soup, roast chicken
with stuffing, rice,

a little salad on the side
and a little dessert and coffee.

You got it, pal.
Be there at 6:00.

6:00. I'll see ya.

Oh, boy, that's the easiest
money we ever made.

You can say that again.
Now I got to call up Alice.

- She's over at her mother's.
-Go ahead.

Hello? ls Alice there?
This is Ralph.

Alice? Look, run right home now
and start cooking.

I'm bringing a friend over...

Alice? Alice!

She hung up.

Well, there goes the 20 bucks.

Is that all
you're worried about?

Fensterblau finds out that
she wouldn't cook the supper,

it'll be all over
the depot tomorrow.

What are we gonna do?
What? What?

- You and I...
-What?

We're going home, we're gonna
cook that meal ourselves.

When Fensterblau
gets there tonight,

I'll say that Alice cooked it,

but she had an appointment,
she had to leave.

That's a good idea.

After all, men are
the best chefs, aren't they?

Oscar of the Waldorf, uh,
Pierre of the Ritz, uh, uh...

Grace Kelly's father.

What does Grace Kelly's father
got to do with it?

He cooked up
a pretty sweet dish.

(Norton laughs)

How's the chicken coming?

As soon as I get the dressing
sewn up, I'm all ready.

I think that salad's
about ready for seasoning.

Whoops! Water's boiling.

Where's the...
where's the wild rice?

It's right in front of you.

Uh, wait,
how much do I put in here?

Well, there's three of us.

Uh... it's a small box.
You better put it all in.

In case it's too much,
I won't eat it.

Okay.

Where's the, uh... where's
the spoon or ladle or something?

Oh, there's one on top
of there. I'll get it.

You got a new watch fob?

Shut up!

Come on! Get the chicken
in there. Hurry up.

- He'll be here any minute.
-No sense to hurry up.

I'll have this thing ready
by the time he gets here.

- All right.
-I'll just turn it up full.

It'll cook in twice the time.

There you go.

Well, the soup's on,
chicken's in the oven.

- We got the salad.
-Yup.

Got the dessert all ready
in the icebox.

I want to tell you something.

Every husband should cook
just to show his wife

that she's dramatizing
the difficulties of cooking.

- That's right. Look,
we went out, did the shopping,

got the food all prepared,
put it in the oven,

and it's all ready to go,

and we've only taken two hours
on the whole job.

- That's right.
-They make big...

- Hey, what's a light...
-Look out!

- What? Ooh. There you go.
-Oh...

Wait. Look out.

Boy, that is the wildest rice
I've ever seen.

Well, Norton,
our goose is cooked.

Our chicken is
a little well-done, too.

Ralph, what is this?
What happened?

(Norton clears his throat)

Uh, tell Fensterblau
I'll settle with him on payday.

Hello, Alice!

All right, here it is.

When I called you up today,
I wanted you to come home

and cook because
I invited Fensterblau over here

to have something to eat.

I wanted to show him
that I was boss of the house.

But when you hung up on me,
there was nothing to do,

but me to come home, cook it,

and say that you cooked it
when he got here.

All right, Ralph,
did it ever occur to you

that if you'd asked me
to cook supper

instead of ordering me to do it,

that I would have been
very happy to cook supper,

and you could have had him
over here?

(knock on door)

Come in.

6:00 on the button.
I'm ready for supper.

There ain't gonna be any supper.

Well, I'm not surprised.
I didn't think there would be.

Oh, hello, Mr. Fensterblau.

Please excuse this mess.

Well, hello, Mrs. Kramden.

I guess I owe you
some sort of an apology.

I had planned to have dinner all
ready when you got here, but

while I was
in the midst of cooking,

that crazy stove went blooey

and made this terrible mess
here, so I guess

the only thing that I can do
is give you a rain check,

and, well, if you can
come tomorrow night,

I'll cook you the greatest meal
you ever had.

Gee, that's awfully nice
of you, Mrs. Kramden.

- I'll be here.
-Good.

Well, Ralph, I guess
I owe you some money.

No, that's okay, Joe.
We're even.

- Okay.
-Just be here tomorrow.

See you tomorrow night, folks.

Good night.

Baby, you're the greatest!