All language subtitles for Wait.Till.Your.Father.Gets.Home.S02E07.Jamies.Project.1080p.BluRay.FLAC2.0.H.264-BTN_track4_[eng]

Compared to the treatment I'm
getting, it'd be a pleasure.

I stopped by to alert you.

And don't get too cozy with Pete Benson.

He's an enemy agent.
And now, I've got proof.

He's out there in his garage
with the doors closed

and I found sketches of a secret
naval weapon in his garage.

Oh, that.

Well, you see, there's
a school project--

And inside the garage,
he's using power tools.

Power tools?
Are you sure?

I heard 'em. And they're
probably from Red China.

I can tell from the tiny whine.

See ya.

Julius, maybe you and I
should take a little walk.

[theme song]

♪ I love my mom and dad
and my brothers too ♪

♪ And the groovy way
we get along ♪

♪ Every time the slightest
little thing goes wrong ♪

♪ Mom starts to sing
this familiar song ♪

♪ Wait till your father gets
until your father gets ♪

♪ Wait till your father
gets home ♪

♪ Dad's not so bad
and he seldom gets mad ♪

♪ And we aren't
about to desert him ♪

♪ Kids today like to have
their own way ♪

♪ And what daddy doesn't know
won't hurt him ♪

♪ I think my mom's just swell ♪

♪ But she starts to yell ♪

♪ Every time we have a blast ♪

♪ Just wait till your
father gets ♪

♪ Until your father gets ♪

♪ Wait till your father
gets home ♪

♪ See what I mean? ♪

♪ Wait till your father
gets home ♪

♪ We know ♪♪

♪♪

- Hi, mom.
- Hold it.

You're not going through my house

with those filthy pants.

Now, where're your new ones?

These are my new ones.

But look at them.

Yeah, aren't they great?
It's my secret formula.

First, I dip 'em in root beer.

Then I drag 'em along behind my bicycle.

Just take them off.
I've got a wash going.

Take 'em off? Here?

Yes, here. Now, hurry up.

Well don't look.

I'm going through my shy phase.

What about the bulletin from school?

What bulletin?

The one that's in my pocket.

Your pocket?

Why didn't you say so?

Hi, I'm... home.

What's for dinner?

Roast paper?

Meat prices must really be out of sight.

It's a bulletin from school.

I hope we have plenty of ketchup.

"Parents and friends are
cordially invited to open house

on Friday afternoon at 1:30."

- You'll get out of class.
- That's the good part.

[Harry] "Students' projects
will be on display."

That's the bad part.

They laid a project on you?

Yeah, American History.
A real bummer.

That's a bummer?

When I was in school, I
made an Indian village.

An Indian village?
Like Alcatraz and Wounded Knee?

Back then, we did tame stuff.

Like the shores of Gitchi Gummi.

Wish they told me what to make.

[Irma] Well, what do you suggest, Harry?

I suggest we let him
think of it himself.

It's his project.

- I got it!
- You got what?

The idea for my project.

The first trans-continental railroad.

You know, when the two trains met.

Hey, that sounds great!

I better get started. I'm gonna
call it "East Meets West."

There you see?
He thought of it himself.

Harry, you were right.

Where does he get such wonderful ideas?

Takes after his father.

"The first trans-continental express."

Hmm. the two engines there
and the dignitaries

and the Chinese workmen and the
mountains in the background.

Ah. That'll be something to see.

- I'm finished.
- You're what?

I'm all done with my project.

In 30 seconds?

[Jamie] East Meets West.

A nail? Painted yellow?

That's the golden spike.
Don't you know your history?

Oh, of course.
Golden Spike.

Well, um, it's certainly concise.

Golly. You work your heart
out, and nobody cares.

Well, take away the engines
and the dignitaries

and the Chinese and the mountains

and this is just how I saw it.

Harry, um maybe he does need some help.

Irma, we are not mixing in.

[grunting]

Oh, somebody's coming.

[sniffles]

Some watchdog.
Wrong door.

Oh, hi, Pete.

Hi, Harry, Irma.

Say, can I borrow a hunk
of wood, about this long?

It's for Sally's project.

Oh, how nice.

A father helping his child.

Isn't that nice, Harry?

He's just borrowing a
piece of wood, Irma.

That's not exactly doing all the work.

Certainly not.

I don't believe in parents
interfering in these things.

I just didn't want Sally out after dark.

What's she making?

She's gonna build a model
of the Merrimack.

You know, the confederate iron warship

that fought the Monitor.

I thought she was making a
tom-tom out of an oatmeal box.

Well, she was, but I...

Uh, that is she figured the
Merrimack would bring

a better challenge to her abilities.

What's Jamie making?

Well, uh...

It's tough to nail it down.

Merrimack, huh?

That's an unusual choice for a girl.

Well, Sally's exceptional
with her hands.

Takes after her old man.

Not that I believe in competition.

But when you're good, you know,

why not show it, right?

What did you say Jamie's making?

Well, it's, uh...

He's building the Monitor.

He is?

He is!

Really? The other ironclad.

Well, that's quite a coincidence.

[Harry] It's quite a surprise too.

Well, Jamie's very exceptional
with his hands too.

Well, uh, Pete, the garage is open

help yourself to the wood.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Monitor?

I had to say something.

I mean, the way he was
bragging about Sally.

Irma this is not a competition
between parents.

But maybe Jamie would
like to do the Monitor.

It's not against your principles

just to suggest something, is it?

Well, no.

I-I guess a suggestion's okay.

[Harry] Now, we don't want to
influence you in any way.

If you'd like to make the Monitor, fine.

Or if you'd rather turn
in this uh, Golden Spike

well, that's fine too.

You do understand what
we're saying, dear.

Yeah, I'm not gonna get
away with a spike.

You know, I'd kinda like
to do that Monitor boat

but I'm crummy with my hands.

Well, you could give it a try.

Yeah. But remember, I
won't be helping you.

[Jamie] Hey, I know.

For the round turret, I
can use one of the pots

you make at the factory.

And if you'd cut off the handle
and drill some holes in it

and paint it gray, and
take me to the library

to look at some pictures of it and...

Woah, woah, woah, woah!

I'll take you to the
library and that's all.

And only because you can't drive.

I can't find any books.

You're in a library and you
can't find any books?

That's better than your brother.

He can't even find the library.

I mean, books about the Civil War.

They're all gone.

[Harry] Oh, that's impossible, Jamie.

You probably looked in
the wrong section.

Now let's see.
Civil War.

I'm telling you, pop.
The books are all gone.

Here we are, "Civil War."

And all the books are gone.

Hiya, Pete.

Oh, uh, Harry.

W-What are you doing here?

Trying to find some books
about the Civil War

but they all seem to be missing.

Well, Sally and I took a few.

She wanted a picture of the Merrimack.

Ha! Haven't you forgotten something?

- What?
- Sally.

Oh, she-she's right here, someplace.

Uh, Sally?

Are we home yet, daddy?

[Harry] Hmm. Sally draws
a very nice sketch.

Uh, just a minute.

Sally did a lot of the work.

I sharpened the pencils.

Honey, you're not awake yet.

Sally, doing the Merrimack?

I bet it'll still look like
an oatmeal box, huh, pop?

Oh? Sure, sure.

How's it coming?

Okay, I guess.
But, don't worry.

I'm doing it myself.

[Harry] It's stuck.

Don't-don't help me.
I can get it.

Oh, that's alright, there's a
lot more blades in the drawer.

[Jamie] Not anymore.

[Harry] Those cuts bother you, son?

They're just scratches.

[Harry] Well, it's-it's just great

that you're managing all by yourself.

isn't it?

Why can't everyone understand,
the best way I can help Jamie

is not to help him?

Alright, so Pete is helping
his daughter a little.

Does that make it right?
Besides, it's his decision.

Let his kid grow up
without self-reliance.

Right?

I mean, he was only
helping her a little.

poing

- Pretty sloppy, Harry.
- Huh?

Your security.

Window wide open, no burglar
alarm, back turned.

If I were Zhou Enlai, I could've had

bamboo slitters under your
nails before you knew it.

Compared to the treatment I'm
getting, it'd be a pleasure.

I stopped by to alert you.

And don't get too cozy with Pete Benson.

He's an enemy agent.
And now, I've got proof.

He's out there in his garage
with the doors closed

and I found sketches of a secret
naval weapon in his garage.

Oh, that.

You see, there's a school project--

And inside the garage,
he's using power tools.

Power tools?
Are you sure?

I heard 'em. And they're
probably from Red China.

I can tell from the tiny whine.

See ya.

Julius, maybe you and I
should take a little walk.

[machine whirring]

Can't I do something?

Sure, honey.
Pull out the plug.

Is that all I get to do?

Handling the electric
cord is very important.

I mean, without that, we
couldn't do anything.

- Oh. Hi, Harry.
- Hi, Pete.

Just, uh, walking the dog,
and thought I'd say hello.

Wow, hello!

Well, nice seeing you, Harry.
Drop in again.

Is that your project?

Papa says it's gonna make
everyone else's look sick.

Honey, I told you, winning
isn't important.

She's certainly doing a great job.

Yeah, she's really got talent.

I pull out the plug.

I just finished my project. Look!

It's the Monitor.

Isn't it great?

Oh. Sure. Absolutely.

I made it all by myself.
Just like you said.

Think I'll win a ribbon?

Uh...

Careful, the turret keeps falling off.

I'm gonna phone Billy.

Well, that's the way you
wanted it. Isn't it?

[machine whirring at distance]

[cheering and applauding]

Tell 'em how you did it.

I pulled out the plug.

Wait, you haven't seen mine yet.

Jamie, you really think it's ready?

Maybe you shouldn't--

Hit it.

[Jamie] There it is. I made it myself.

What's it supposed to be?

Who can tell? It just proves
that Boyles have no class.

And the kid's as dumb as his old man.

What is the court's opinion?

Jamie Boyle, we sentence you
20 years in the 4th grade

for flunking open house.

Where is this boy's father?

Where is this boy's father?

Where is this boy's father?

Just a second, Jamie.

I'll turn off the garbage disposal.

Oh, good morning, papa.
You look awful.

- Hi, Jamie.
- Hi, pop.

I'm testing the Monitor
to see if it'll float.

Uh, son. Maybe it's time
we had a little talk.

About what?

Well, you know, things.

Oh, that. Relax, pop.

They told us all about it
in school last Tuesday.

[Harry] Well, what I meant was,
I-I bet you got a lot of ideas

on how could improve on this, huh?

No.

Maybe we could get together
and do a little better job.

Isn't that cheating?

Try to think of it as cooperating.

I mean, the idea is to learn.

If we made a little more detailed model

you'd learn more.

Thanks, pop. But I guess
I've learned enough.

I'll just turn it in like it is.

Hey, guess what I found in the garage.

I deny any knowledge of
those nudey magazines.

What's this, pop?

An old piece of wood I
just happened to find.

It's amazing how much it looks
like the deck of your model.

Only, it's a little bigger
and a little smoother.

Now, what do you think
we can do with it?

Make a skateboard?

It's not cutting.

Well, you gotta hold it flat.
Careful now don't gouge it.

Here, let me help you, huh?

That's it. Easy does it.

Oh. Hey.

[Irma] Making a new model?

Yeah. Pop accidentally ran over
my other one with the car.

I'm not helping him.
He's doing everything.

Now, don't make him work too hard, dear.

[camera shutter clicks]

What are you doing?

I've got the goods on you now.
Who're you taking orders from?

Peking or Moscow?

What are you talking about?

You had me fooled with that

white protestant make up for
a while. Now I got you.

Let's see you say "rots-a-ruck."

You mean, lots of luck?

I thought so. You Orientals
can't pronounce your R's.

Just get away from the Merrimack.

Code name, huh?
I'll make a note of that word.

This evidence will prove
you're a crook, a spy

and a dirty trader.

Uh, can I borrow your pencil?

No.

You won't even lend me a pencil

and you call yourself a neighbor?

Clear out, Ralph.

Alright, for you.
I'll borrow one from Harry.

He's in his garage building something.

He's building something?

Big wooden boat.
Guess he's going fishing.

You haven't heard the last of this.

And you can stop wearing
that phony crew cut wig.

Building a big boat, huh?

[Harry] Pete?

Oh, hi, Harry.
Just walking by.

Oh, say. what's this?
Jamie's project?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah. The kid's really
working hard on it.

Goodnight, Pop.
Goodnight, Mr. Benson.

How's my project coming?

Oh, fine, fine.
Keep up the good work, son.

Movable turret, huh?

Well, I, uh, that is, Jamie
thought it'd be a nice touch.

Why, he seems to have done
quite an excellent paint job.

Including the paint he got on your hand.

Oh, I-I was just mixing up a
sample for the, uh, living room.

Battleship gray?

♪♪

Here we go. Now, we'll
make a tape recording.

I'll put it in the model

and it'll sound like the
crew of the boat talking.

Don't you think you're
going a little too far?

Ah, what's wrong with a
little showmanship, eh?

You'd like to have a blue
ribbon, wouldn't you?

- Uh, I guess so.
- Of course, you would.

Now, remember, everyone,
it's a Civil War.

Go.

Captain, captain.
Enemy sighted dead ahead.

It's the Merrimack.

Oh, at last.
The Battle of the ironclads.

Sound general quarters.

[howling]

Fire when ready, Gridley.

Hark, here come the rebels.

Fight for rights!
Free the slaves!

Equal opportunity for blacks.

Desegregate the restrooms.

Love. Peace. Blessing.

Cut. Cut. Hold it!

How's your project coming?

I don't know. Dad won't
let me in the garage.

Mine neither.

Mom says he built in a cannon
that shoots tennis balls.

Wow!

I wanted to tell him to relax, but...

I know. You hate to spoil his fun.

♪♪

It's a good old American
California Mission.

I made it out of sugar cubes.

Neato!

Hey, there's something moving inside.

[boy 1] Yeah. Ants.

Where's your project?

Uh, my dad's bringing it.

That one's Vermont.
That's New York.

And that's Rhode Island.

Boy, you're a regular Betsy Ross.

I've really wanted to do
something on the Civil War.

But when I went to the library,
all the books were gone.

I know.

Where's your project?

My dad's bringing it.

There she is, Sally.
Isn't it great?

Oh, sure.

That's yours, huh?

I guess just plain old stars and
stripes don't have a chance.

Look, a brake and everything.

I'll go in and clear away a
real good place to display it.

Hey, what's that out there?

Your pop really went all out, didn't he?

[Harry] Ahoy there!

Well, where do I drop anchor?

I don't know, mister.

Mister?
I'm your father.

- That's your father?
- Well, yeah, kinds.

Then, that's your project?

The USS Monitor with real smoke.

Well, I guess I better get back
in before the ants eat my roof.

Well, should we take her inside?

Pop, do we have to?

What do you mean, "do we have to?"

[Jamie] It's just that the other guys

have cut out regular things
they made themselves.

- Yeah, but, Jamie...
- I know you worked hard.

And if you really feel bad, I'll
go through with it, but...

You won't have to, son.

Here. Chet fixed it.

Wow! Thanks!

Hey, you guys.
Look what I made?

Eat your hearts out.

Hey, Jamie, wait for me.

Crash

[Jamie] Wow! The greatest!

Here you go, Sally. You can
have my other project.

- The Golden Spike.
- Oh!

How about that?

Oh, Pete's gonna have a fit.

Um, what about you, Harry?

Do you mind if Jamie
doesn't use the project?

[Harry] Ah, I suppose not.

You know, it's a funny thing.

All along, I thought the school project

would help Jamie's education,
and look what happened.

I'm the one who ends up
learning something.

[both chuckle]

Hey, not bad at all.

Pete, now, now, stay calm, I...

Of course, to be honest,
it really can't compare

to that beauty over there.

Ruined!

Sabotaged!
You did this, Harry.

You're jealous.

bam bam bam

Harry! Uh, do something.
Fire back!

[comical music]

Irma, you don't happen to remember

which boat won that fight, do you?

[theme music]