All language subtitles for The Wonder Years s01e06 Dance With Me.enng

Adult Dean: Growing up in
the '60s, I was surrounded by images of the ideal

and I wanted nothing more
than to have

my own big, fat slice
of that American pie.

♪♪

Can you blame me?

Those smiling white people
made happiness and prosperity

look so damn appealing.

It only seemed fair --
if other families

got to have these cool,
middle-class experiences,

who said mine couldn't, too?

Hey, Dad.
Can we go to the beach?

Sharks.

My dad. That's who.

Hey, Dad, can we rent
a cabin in the woods?

Bears.

Hey, Dad,
can we get a dog?

Fleas.

But I was not going to
give up that easily.

I was on a mission
to find my own version

of the suburban
middle-class dream,

one my dad couldn't possibly
say no to.

And I got this one
for archery,

and this one
was for canoeing.

What's that one for?
Camping.

We went on this super cool trip
to the state park.

We didn't shower or brush
our teeth for two whole days.

Cool!
Whoa!

Yeah. And I chopped down a tree
with a hatchet by myself.

[ Chuckling ] Oh, man.

The Dixie Scouts. Of course!
It had everything --

the great outdoors,
terrible hygiene,

and the unsupervised use
of a lethal weapon.

Couldn't get more
all-American than that.

Hey, Brad.
Cool uniform.

And it appears the ladies love
a man in uniform.

That clinched it.

Is my sink
done leaking?

Yep.

[ Groans ]

Third time's
the charm.

I think you mean
the fifth. [ Door closes ]

Hey, Dad.

Can I join my friend Brad's
Dixie Scout troop?

The Dixie Scouts?

So you want to join
the white troop?

Or as I call them,
the junior Klan.

No, but, Dad,
it's not like that.

Brad's father
is the Scoutmaster.

I'm sorry,
did you say Scoutmaster?

The man in charge
is called "master"?

Listen to yourself,
son.

But, Dad, all my other friends
are doing it.

Yeah, your white friends.
I'm not letting you

join in with those
East Montgomery boys.

Well,
what's the harm in it, Bill?

Well, for starters,
I don't like

how the white Scouts
stole all their rituals

from African
tribal rites of passage.

My dad was of the opinion
that if there was

something of value
in American culture,

it was definitely stolen
from Black people.

[ "Ed Sullivan Show" playing]

Elvis Presley? Ha!

Everything he does,
Big Mama Thornton did first --

except better.

Coca-Cola?
[ Scoffs ] Please.

They'd be nowhere
if Africans hadn't

domesticated the kola nut.
[ Chuckles ]

Santa Claus?

You know the real Saint Nicholas
was a black Moor.

Are you sure about that,
Bill?

I thought the Scouts

got their rituals from
the Native Americans.

And where do you think
they got it from?

I shouldn't have been surprised
that my Dad

didn't want me joining
Brad's troop.

Like a lot of men
from his generation,

he didn't think we needed
to mix with white people

to have a better life.

But that didn't change the fact
that I really wanted this.

Lucky for me, my mom was there
to save the day.

Well,
you want to be a Scout,

you can join the troop
your brother belonged to.

That's right.
We got a perfectly good troop

right in our own neighborhood --
a Blacktroop.

I forgot
all about it.

[ Chuckles ]
Yeah, I'm not surprised.

You were on the road
with your band back then,

and I used to take Bruce
to all his meetings.

Well,
I'm here now,

so I'll take Dean,
get him signed up.

You don't
have to worry

your pretty little head
about a thing.

Ask for Deacon Loren
at the church.

He's the troop leader.

Right.

Nowyou don't have to worry
about one little thing.

[ Water dripping ]

Let's go, Dean.

[ Door opens ]

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ And I know

♪ Ohh

♪ Through the highs
and the lows ♪

♪ I'mma find my way home

Sorry, men.

Troop 24 is no more.
Bill: How come? We had to

when the older boys got drafted
to Vietnam to fight.

Guess I did too good a job
teaching those boys

how to run through the woods
and shoot. [ Chuckles ]

Well,
my friend Cory

and a few others
would like to be Scouts.

Maybe we could
start it up again?

No, not with me.

I'm too old to be sleeping
out there on that hard ground,

and eating all of those
weenies and beans out of a can

gave me the gout.

Well, son, we tried.

Dad,
you could do it! Wait, what?

Yeah, you could be
the Scoutmast--

Scout leader.

You already know
a lot about it,

like how the Scouts stole
all their ideas from Africa.

Is that so,
Bill?

I didn't know that,

and I was a Scout
for 40 years.

True, I'm acquainted
with the history,

but you know how busy I am
with the college and the band.

Don't worry.
You'll figure it out.

You're good
at everything.

Welcome to the Scouts,
Bill. [ Chuckles ]

♪♪

Look, Ma.

Bruce's old uniform
fits like a glove.

Well, it fit about as well
as Bruce's old baseball glove,

which I had to attach
to my arm with duct tape

to keep from falling off.

Mm,
it looks good,

but it's gonna look even better
after I take it in.

Or cut it in half.
[ Chuckles ]

Can't wait to fill
this baby up with merit badges.

So which one
should we do first, Dad?

"We"?

Yeah, Dad's taking over
as troop leader.

You?
Yeah, me.

Where are you gonna find
the time to run a Scout troop?

Well,
I thought maybe

you could help me out
with the paperwork...

and making snacks...

and maybe lead a few meetings
if I have band practice.

Where am Igonna find the time
for you to run a Scout troop?

Looks like somebody's
not getting her Kissing badge.

Dad's gonna be
a great leader.

He's smart.
He can figure out anything.

Oh, you're right
about that.

Your dad is the smartest man
I ever met.

And what I don't know

is all explained right here
in the book.

I couldn't wait for
my first troop meeting,

and we had a great turnout.

My dad had a full slate
of activities planned.

You all ready to
get these merit badges?

Yes!
Yes! Yes!

Let's have some fun.

♪♪

Keep stacking
that wood, son.

♪♪

How's that leak coming?

Just need to put in
the washer, Mr. Williams.

Excellent.

You're one step closer
to getting that Plumbing badge.

I finished
trimming the bushes.

Good work,
Norman.

Now clear the weeds
out of that flower bed

and you'll have yourself
a Gardening badge.

[ Door opens ]

Oh, man.
[ Door closes ]

We are never getting

the stinky-boy smell
out of this house.

Bill, why is there
a young man

painting
our front door?

He's working hard to earn
his Home Repairs merit badge.

You sure
he's not just

checking items
off your Chore Chart?

Ooh, is there
a Laundry badge?

'Cause I don't feel like
doing my chores, either.

Lillian, merit badges...

"Encourage boys
to try out new activities

that may result
in new skills."

I'm sure
that is not

what these little boys
signed up for.

Yeah, Dean said we'd go out
camping and canoeing,

not digging up
other folks' weeds.

Whoa. [ Chuckling ]
Whoa, whoa.

Looks like somebody doesn't want
his Good Citizen badge.

[ Door opens, closes ]

Coach Long:
Hey, Bill.

Come to get Cory.
How's it going?

Ah, you know.
Just over here, men being men.

Alright, now.
[ Both laugh ]

What's up, Dad?
Hey, Mr. Williams,

I'm almost done
baking those cookies.

Now, I remembered
not to use walnuts,

'cause you said it makes
your tummy hurt, right?

You know what, Cory?

I'm just gonna go ahead
and give you that Cooking badge.

And First Aid, too. You could
have just saved my life.

Congratulations, son.
Thank you.

Hey, Bill.

These boys need to be
outside, in nature --

hiking, fishing,
sleeping under the stars

like I did
when I was a Scout.

-Yeah!
-Yeah! -Yeah!

Hey, Dad,
you could take us camping.

Well, I wouldn't want to
step on Bill's toes,

but if you need my help --
or rather, my expertise...

Dean:
He doesn't.

He can take us,
right, Dad?

Of course, son.

[ Laughs ]
Bill Williams.

What you know
about camping?

It's just like going on the road
with my band,

except
more marshmallows,

but if you want to
spend time with your boy,

I guess it'd be okay
if you came along

as my assistant.

Well, I -- I see it
as a co-leader situation.

Ah, let's not get
hung up on titles.

We're doing this
for the boys, right?

Of course.
Titles are just words.

Just words.

Like, uh --
"Eagle Scout."

"1/16 Cherokee."

Just words.

♪♪

Just words.

♪♪

Spending a weekend in the woods
with a bunch of 12-year-olds was definitely not

but there was no way
he was gonna let Coach Long show him up.

So before our trip,

he broke the bank at
the sporting goods store.

The man came to play.
Uh, Bill?

What -- What -- What you doing
with all that stuff?

Now, you know I could
survive for a week

with just a knife,
a canteen,

and two sticks
to rub together.

Well,
you enjoy your sticks.

I believe that if
you're gonna do something,

you should do it
in style.

This tent had all
the bells and whistles --

literally, it had a bell.

Not sure why.
Maybe to scare away bears.

Anyway, it was amazing, and I
couldn't wait to put it up.

I think we put A-23
where C-27 should go,

and where's B-26?

Be cool.

It's just
letters and numbers.

We'll figure it out.

Y'all still
working on that, huh?

Now,
don't you worry, Bill.

If it rains, you can put
that pretty box over your head.

[ Chuckles ]
Yeah, well...

if you hear a bear
in the middle of the night,

don't come running to
ring my bell.

[ No sound ]

It's at a frequency
only bears can hear.

Yeah, bears don't
work like that.

Who wants to go
chop some firewood up?

All: Me!
Come on, y'all.

♪♪

I'll stay and help
with the tent.

Thank you, son.

I refuse to believe
that this grinning idiot

is smarter than me.

[ Chuckles ]

♪♪

I think that's supposed to
be a skylight.

Well,
it's a door now.

Hey, Dean.
You won't believe it, man.

We were chopping down trees,
right?

And a copperhead
came up from under the log!

Then Mr. Long cut it in half
with the hatchet!

But, listen, the head
was still wiggling.

Then a hawk flew down,
grabbed it,

and carried it away.

If it wasn't
for my dad,

we'd all be dead
from that snake.

And Norman would have been
carried off by the hawk.

[ Chuckles ]

Well, uh, the boys
are exaggerating a bit,

but, uh, I did
work up an appetite

saving all these lives.

[ Laughs ] You know,
some of y'all start a fire.

And the rest of y'all,
sharpen up some sticks

so we can roast some hot dogs.
Come on.

Actually, I know you
told me to get hot dogs,

but I did
a lot better than that.

Freeze-dried
beef stroganoff.

What you feeding us?

Beanies and weenies would have
been a whole lot easier.

Cliff, this is the food
of the future.

The salesman told me
this is what the astronauts use.

All we got to do is
add hot water

and we'll be eating
like kings.

♪♪

♪♪

Come on, guys.

If you
close your eyes,

it's just like eating at
a fancy restaurant in...

whatever country
beef stroganoff comes from.

In that moment,
all I could think about

was what my mom and sister were
having for dinner back home.

Ooh. [ Laughs ]

Mama, no.

I couldn't possibly
have one more piece

of Dean's
favorite cornbread.

Not after
I ate two helpings

of Dean's favorite short ribs!
[ Laughs ]

Girl, well, I hope
you saved some room

for a big piece
of coconut cake.

Mmm!

It's Dean's favorite.

[ Both laugh ]

[ Playing "Reveille" ]

At 6:00 a.m.,
Dad decided to wake us up

with a Scout bugle call
that he told us

was a tradition stolen from the
Matabele warriors of Zimbabwe.

[ Clattering ]

[ "Reveille" continues ]

Alright, men,
grab your notebooks,

'cause I want you
to explore the area

and identify
native plants

so you can earn
your Nature badges.

Oh, man.
Oh, man.

Or I saw on the map
there's a crystal-clear lake

with a swimming dock
not too far from here.

Who wants to get their Hiking
badge andtheir Swimming badge?

-Yes!
-Yeah! -Alright!

Okay, now we're talking.

♪♪

♪♪

Walking sticks?
Seriously?

That salesman clearly
worked on commission.

Hey, you sure you know
where you're going?

We're almost there.

Let me see.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait.

We been off this map
at least a mile.

Impossible.

My lensatic compass tells me
the lake is just up ahead.

Well,
my 1/16 Cherokee blood

tells me
it's back that way.

Are you still spewing that BS
about being part Indian?

I didn't believe you
in third grade

when you made it rain,
and I don't believe you now.

Let's go, son.

[ Birds chirping ]

Almost there.

You said that
20 minutes ago.

Look, I don't care
about the lake anymore.

Can we please just
go back to the campsite?

[ Breathing heavily ]

Fine.
Uh, let me see here.

Admit it --
you're lost!

You have no idea
where we are.

[ Laughter ]

I know
exactly where we are.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

See ya, Lisa.
Bye.

It was nice
meeting you. Alright.

Norman: Dean,
where you been, man?

We ran into
these Pixie Scouts,

and they were
really nice. Yeah.

Cory: One of them didn't have
nobody to talk to,

so I told her
about you.

She wanted
to meet you.

She was wearing a two-piece.
[ Chuckles ]

Alright,
it's getting late, men.

Let's go ahead and head
back to the campsite.

But I didn't get
a chance to swim!

I don't think I've ever been
so angry at my dad.

I knew I shouldn't let it out,
but I couldn't help myself,

so I turned to him
and summoned up

all the 12-year-old eloquence
I could muster.

This stinks!
You stink!

You ruined this trip
for me

because you don't know
what you're doing!

You shoulda just let
Coach Long be the leader!

I stood there,
waiting for my dad to whoop me

for being so fresh
or drown me in the lake --

Wait a minute. Nobody brought
that hatchet, did they?

There's no telling
what this man might do.

But he did nothing.

Coach Long is right.

It'll be dark soon.
We should head on back.

You lead the way, Cliff.

♪♪

♪♪

I could tell my dad
was feeling terrible about what I said at the lake.

I was feeling
pretty lousy myself,

and he obviously needed my help
putting up that tent.

But you know what?
I was cooking a marshmallow,

and those things go
from brown to black real quick.

[ Breathes sharply ]

It looks like your father
could use a hand.

It's not my fault

he doesn't know
what he's doing.

He's really bad
at this.

Bad?

[ Laughing ]
He's the worst.

[ Chuckles ]
Always has been.

Now, when we were
around your age,

a bunch of us
would go out into the woods,

and your father
would stay home

and practice
his saxophone.

And he would yell at us,

"Y'all can waste your time
chasing those squirrels,

'cause I'm gonna stay home
and practice

so I can play at the Blue Note
in New York City."

And I'll be damned
if he didn't play there

before
we graduated college.

[ Chuckles ]
And I'll be honest --

I couldn't believe
when I heard

he volunteered to be
the troop leader.

Then why'd he do it?

Well, if I had
to take a guess,

um...

he wanted his son
to do something

that was important
to him,

and if that meant
looking a little foolish...

well...he was man enough
to let it happen.

♪♪

[ Chuckles ]
[ Distant laughter ]

Boy, how many times
I told y'all

about playing catch
with the hatchet?!

Hold up.

♪♪

When you're 12,
it's hard to process

the first time you realize

your dad isn't good
at everything.

Or in the case of my son,
when he was 8.

[ Scoffs]
Stupid "John Madden Football."

Like that proves anything.

♪♪

[ Insects chirping ]

♪♪

[ Sighs ]

♪♪

[ Book thumps ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Chirping continues ]

♪♪

There were so many things
I wanted to say to my dad

in that moment --
that it was hard to realize

he wasn't the perfect man
I thought he was.

That I was ashamed of the way

I embarrassed him
back at the lake.

That I was grateful
he was willing to

leave his comfort zone
and do something he hated

so I could do something
I loved.

All these thoughts
swirled around in my head,

until finally, I said...

Dad...

I haven't BM'd
in two days.

Is that
a bad thing?

I think you'll live.

Just don't
tell your mother

or you'll be gulping down
castor oil.

That stuff is almost as nasty
as my stroganoff.

[ Thunder rumbles ]

Oh, y'all see
that lightning?

Mnh-mnh.

Grab your things
and get to the car.

[ Gear clattering ]

We do not
play with God!

Come on!

Come on, now!

[ Thunder rumbling ]

[ Tent poles clattering ]

[ Thunder crashes ]

♪♪

Well, men, it looks like
it's not letting up.

Now we can't earn
any more badges.

You know,
there's one more badge

I remember seeing in the book
that we can still get

before your parents
expect you home.

[ Thunder crashes ]

[ Jazz music playing ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

You hear that?

The bass player
lays down a melody,

and the cat on the piano
responds.

It's called "antiphony."

Straight from
traditional African music.

Thanks to my dad's
quick thinking

and a $5 bill he slipped to
the maître d',

that was the night we all got
our Music Appreciation badges.

Who's ready
for another round?

Me!
Me! Me!

It was also the night
we ordered

our first drinks
from a bar.

There's no alcohol
in a Roy Rogers,

but we didn't know that.

We were convinced
we were wasted.

Maybe it was all that
cigarette smoke.

[ Cheers and applause ]

Or maybe it was because

none of us had BM'd
in two days.

Ladies and gentleman,
I see a familiar face out there.

If y'all
make enough noise,

maybe we can convince
Mr. Bill Williams

to come and join us
for a number!

[ Cheers and applause ]
Yeah!

Yeah!

Go, Mr. Williams!
[ Chuckles ]

[ Blowing soundlessly ]

[ Cheers and applause continue ]

[ Music begins ]

♪♪

This was also the night
I realized that

my slice of
the middle-class American dream

might not look like
other people's...

but I had a cool cat
for a father,

a man who would do just about
anything to make me happy...

and that was enough.

♪♪

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