All language subtitles for The Flying Nun s01e10 With Love from Irving.eng

[dog barking]

[glass shattering]

[Jacqueline]
It was spring in San Juan, Puerto Rico.

The sun was shining,

the trade winds were blowing,

the weather was ideal
for flying.

For some.

It was a perfect day.

At any rate,
it started out that way.

How this day ended
is something else.

[waves crashing]

[squawking]

Oh, it's got to be
here someplace.

Now, if it fell directly down,

allowing for wind,
air speed, drift--

[pelican squawking]

Uh, hi!

[squawking]

What's a nice bird like you
doing here all by himself?

Why aren't you out playing
with the other pelicans on a day like this, huh?

[squawks]
You Ok?

You look a little peaked
around the gills.

Ah, you bruised your leg,
didn't you?

Well, I'll fix it up
for you.

[squawks]
Just hold still now.

This is gonna hurt me
a lot more than it is you.

Ah. Hold still.

[squawks]

Ok.

There you are.
As good as new.

[squawks]

Ah, you don't
have to thank me.

I only did
what anyone would do.

[bell tolling]

Oh, gosh. I gotta hurry.

See you later.
So long, Irving.

Don't take any wooden fish.

[squawking]

[Jacqueline]
And thus it was

that on this beautiful day
in spring,

Irving fell in love.

[Jacqueline]
Sister Bertrille's brief encounter with Irving

delayed take off

and less than Gale-force winds

brought her back
behind schedule.

Meanwhile, we were assembled
to meet a very important guest

arriving for
very important reasons.

[birds chirping]

Welcome to
the convent San Tanco, Father Sweeney.

Thank you,
reverend mother.

Well, I hope my visit

will not inconvenience
anybody too much.

No, not at all.

I would like you to meet,
uh, uh, Sister Jacqueline.

It's my pleasure, father.

Pleased to meet you,
Sister Jacqueline.

Sister sixto.

How do you do, sister.
Father.

Now, I would like
to present

some of my young novices
to you.

Sister Ana,
my secretary.

Sister Ana.

Uh, Sister Marguerita.

How do you do,
Sister Marguerita?

[leaves rustling]
And...

[Bertrille]
Sorry I'm late, reverend mother,

but I took a shortcut
and got caught in a downdraft.

Whoops. Excuse me.

This is Sister Bertrille.

How do you do, father?

Downdraft?

Are you a pilot,
Sister Bertrille?

Who me?

[Reverend Mother]
Sister Bertrille is interested in flying

and, uh, she uses
the terminology from time to time.

You may find
her use of English

a little more colorful
than most novices.

So I see.

Uh, shall we go in, father?

Our, uh, accommodations here
are not luxurious

but, uh, you will find them,
I trust, adequate.

I'm sure I will,
reverend mother.

It appears to me
you have a beautiful and...

Very peaceful place here.

Yes, it is very beautiful.

And, I hope, peaceful.

You pulled a bone that time,
Sister Bertrille.

Boner, sister.

I don't get it.
What's the big excitement?

Who's the father?
He's a big whale.

Wheel. Father Sweeney
is the administrator from

the newly merged colleges of
Saints Bernard and Boniface.

They're going
co-educational

and the reverend mother
will be in charge of hundreds of girls.

She's to head
the den of women.

There's a rumor
to the effect

that she's a candidate
for the Dean of Women.

[Ana]
It's such a big honor.

I still don't get it.

Well, apparently
Father Sweeney is here

to interview and observe
the reverend mother,

to see if she qualifies
for the position.

You mean she might
leave San Tanco?

Well, that all depends on

how Father Sweeney
evaluates her in the next few days.

And us.

[Jacqueline]
So I might suggest, sister,

you curtail
your extracurricular activities temporarily.

It's our responsibility
to see that

the reverend mother looks
as good as possible.

Oh, don't worry,
Sister Jacqueline.

I'll do everything I can.

That's what worries me.

Come on.

[Jacqueline]
Well, Sister Bertrille was certainly aware

of the gravity
of the situation.

Unfortunately,
no one told Irving.

[squawking]

Sister Bertrille,

I believe
it is your turn to say grace.

Of course,
reverend mother.

We ask, oh, lord,
that you bless this food

and that our humble plates
be filled with--

[dishes clattering]

[Irving squawking]

Irving!

Sister Bertrille's prayers
are always answered, Father Sweeney.

And this is our chapel,
father.

Right now our novices
are concluding

a silent hour of prayer.

Tell me,
reverend mother,

did you ever have
any problem of discipline with the novices?

Well, our rules are
very strict, father.

Generally speaking,
I have very few problems.

[Bertrille]
Irving!

Irving, will you please
stop following me around?

People are
beginning to talk.

Look, Irving,
if you want religion,

why don't you try
the synagogue?

[Irving squawks]

You were saying,
reverend mother?

Of course, human nature
being what it is,

we can have an exception
now and then.

So I see.

Ok, now,
it's very important

that you be
on your best behavior

and that you sing
your very best.

Because I wanna
try to impress

the reverend mother
and Father Sweeney with your fine manners.

In other words,

[speaking Spanish]

Uh, English translation,
shape up or ship out.

Ok, ready?

[blows keypipe]

[all]
♪ hello, captain pumperdinkle, how are you today? ♪

♪ Thank you, sir,
I'm very well ♪

♪ I must be on my way ♪

♪ I'm on my way,
I'm on my way ♪

♪ I'm on my way,
I'm on my way, I'm on my way ♪

♪ hello, Freddy
Spotted Puppy ♪ ♪ I'm on my way ♪

♪ how are you today? ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪

♪ hello,
Freddy Spotted Puppy, how are you today? ♪

♪ I'm on my way ♪

♪ sorry, I must leave you
but I haven't time to play ♪

♪ I'm on my way,
I'm on my way ♪

[Bertrille]
Well, that wasn't bad, ninos. Shall we try it again?

And, um, Pedro, this time
try and sing on key, Ok?

[children laughing]

Ok. Ready?

[blows keypipe]

[squawks]

[all]
♪ hello, captain pumperdinkle, how are you today? ♪

♪ Thank you, sir,
I'm very well ♪

[Irving squawking]
♪ I must be on my way ♪

♪ I'm on my way ♪
hold it.

[Bertrille]
Hold it, that's enough.

Uh, Pedro,

we're singing in the key
of "g" not "a" flat.

[speaking Spanish]

Ok.

[blows keypipe]

[Irving squawks]

[children laughing]

[blows keypipe]

[all]
♪ hello, captain pumperdinkle, how are you today? ♪

♪ Thank you, sir,
I'm very well ♪

[children laughing]

[children clamoring]

♪ Thank you, sir,
I'm very well ♪

♪ I must be on my way,
I'm on my way ♪

You seem to have
acquired a pelican

as a permanent guest,
reverend mother.

I assure you,
Father Sweeney,

his visit is
about to terminate.

Excuse me, please.

Reverend mother,
I'm so sorry.

I wanted so much for my class
to be on their best behavior.

Sister Bertrille,

I will appreciate it
very much

if you will
get rid of that bird.

Oh, I will. Right away.
Right...

[Reverend Mother clears throat]

Ok, kids, back to work.

[squawks]

Ok, Irving, now look
what you've done.

At least you could
have sung on key.

Shoo, shoo.
Get out of here. Shoo.

Irving, go away.
Shoo. Shoo.

[Jacqueline]
Never let it be said that Irving couldn't take a hint.

He left, or so it seemed.

You're aware, of course,
reverend mother,

that being Dean of Women at
a large co-educational college

has its own set
of unique problems.

I'm afraid you won't find
university students

as self-controlled,

as easy to handle,

as the novices
in your charge.

Oh? Indeed.

Yes, the troubles
you have here

may seem simple
by comparison.

[Irving squawking]

Did you say something,
reverend mother?

No. No, father
I did not.

You see,

in a large co-educational
institution of learning...

[Irving squawking]

[crickets chirping]

[Bertrille]
Sea shells.

Don't you think you've got me
into enough trouble?

[Irving squawking]

Shh!

Irving, will you please
be quiet?

You'll wake up
the whole convent.

And Father Sweeney
will think we're a bunch of crazy, mixed up goons

and the reverend mother will
never get her appointment.

Shouldn't you tell Irving,

uh, visiting hours
are over at 7:00?

Oh, Irving's
a non-conformist.

He doesn't believe
in rules.

And after he practically
promised me this morning he'd stay away.

[chuckles]

Show me one pelican
who'll keep his word

and I'll show you 10
who won't.

[sighing]

Seems to me
no self-respecting pelican

would stick around
where he isn't wanted.

Where did you meet
this bird anyway?

Well, it wasn't my idea.
I can tell you that.

I was just flying
around the beach,

minding my own business.

I--I lost my crucifix,

so I flew down to look for it
and I found him instead.

He had a bruised leg,
so I bandaged it.

You mean that's
the same pelican?

He followed you all the way
from the beach here?

Well, unless
there's another pelican flying around

with his right leg bandaged
with my handkerchief.

Do a good deed
and see what happens?

I--I haven't had
a peaceful moment since.

He--he follows me
everywhere.

He brings me fish
and sea shells.

[Irving squawking]

Now he's serenading me.

That's a serenade?
Yeah.

It seems to be part of
a program of harassment.

I don't think harassment
is the right word.

No? What?

Try courting.

Courting?

He serenades you.
He brings you gifts.

Gifts?

Fish.
Fish?

Sea shells.

Sea shells.
What are you getting at?

Irving is in love with you.

Irving is a bird.

Well, what do you think
Irving thinks you are?

[Irving squawking]

Ok, Romeo. Fun's fun.

But I've put up
with your nonsense

about as long
as I'm going to.

Don't try
and argue with me, Irving.

I'm not gonna play a Juliet
to any pelican,

I can tell you that.

I am going to
personally escort you back to the beach

where you belong.

Move over. Move over.

Don't get angry with me,
just move over.

[grunts]
Ok.

Are you ready, Irving?

[squawks]
Let's go.

Ok, come on, Irving.

I said, "come on."

[screams]

Oh, good grief.
Now what am I gonna do?

Sister Bertrille.

Oh, reverend mother,

I know you're not gonna
believe this, but, uh--

another downdraft,
Sister Bertrille?

Oh, that--

[Jacqueline]
Irving was no slouch when it came to courting.

He never let Sister Bertrille
out of his sight.

[squawking]

[Jacqueline]
What he didn't know, however, was that

he was about to get the gate.

Irving.

[squawks]

This isn't gonna be easy
for either of us,

but the time has come

to clear the air
once and for all.

Now, please,
try to understand.

What I mean is,

you see, we just weren't
meant for each other.

[Irving squawking]

What am I doing
talking to a bird?

[sighs]

Irving,

[squawks]

What I'm trying to say is,
it's all over.

W-We're through.

But, not that I don't
appreciate your affection.

Matter of fact,

I--I'm quite touched.

But I'm already spoken for,
you know.

Besides,
we'd never get along.

I mean, the only thing we have
in common is that we both fly.

And any way you slice it,
that isn't enough.

I don't even like fish.

So what you should do

is--is find yourself
a nice pelican girl and settle down.

Oh, I'm-- I'm sorry, Irving,

but t-that's just the way
it is.

It's been nice but it's over.

Tell you what I'll do.

I'll turn my back
and--and count to 5.

And then I'll walk off
this way

and--and you fly off that way,

and--and we'll try very hard
not to even look back.

Just like in the movies, Ok?

[squawks]

Ok.

1,

2,

3,

4,

5.

Irving, I said, "go!"

Oh.

Good morning, father.

[Bertrille clears throat]
Good morning, sister.

Irving, this is it.

One of us has got to go.

[Jacqueline]
Perhaps,

but quite obviously
it wasn't going to be Irving.

He planted 2 webbed feet
firmly on the convent grounds

and nothing could budge him.

He played the role
of the rejected lover to the hilt.

He wouldn't eat.

He wouldn't drink.

Irving was in trouble.

Did you find
anything wrong with him, Dr. Leonard?

Nothing that
medicine can cure.

His leg is completely healed.
It isn't that.

Doctor, the bird
is either sick or he is not sick.

It depends on what you mean
by sick, reverend mother.

Physiologically, there's
nothing wrong with the bird.

Mentally--
mentally?

It's not an unusual case.
I've seen it before.

Pets who become attached
to their owners,

their owners leave town
or reject them.

They literally pine away.

I see.

Well, uh, couldn't you
arrange to have him

pine away someplace else?

[Reverend Mother]
I mean, I cannot have

the morale
of the entire convent disrupted

for, uh, an emotionally
disturbed bird.

Oh, I could take him
with me easily enough.

Fine.

But he would probably die.

Oh, reverend mother,
we can't let him die.

Really, sister.
This is utterly ridiculous.

What on earth
could he be pining for,

here at San Tanco?

Uh, reverend mother,

may I speak to you
a moment, please?

[birds chirping]

What?

In my 20 years
at the convent,

I've seen and heard
many things.

I've had to handle
many difficult situations.

I've even learned
to accept the fact

that we have a novice
who flies.

Never have I had to cope
with a lovesick bird.

It's never happened
to me before either, reverend mother.

[sighs]

Well, of course,
the logical answer is to send the pelican away.

Sister Jacqueline,
I do not intend to have the demise

of even one bird
on my conscience.

No, we have
a problem here

and we have to find
a solution for it.

Now, looking
at the situation pragmatically,

what do we have?

We have a pelican

who believes Sister Bertrille
is another pelican

and as a result falls, uh...

Has a romantic attachment
for her.

There must be
something we can do.

I tried
to reason with him.

Did you tell him
how difficult he's making...

Oh, goodness,
I do keep forgetting he is a bird.

Oh, I tried everything,
reverend mother,

but Irving just
will not be discouraged.

Sister Jacqueline,

you must have
a suggestion.

How about
a marriage counselor?

Sister Jacqueline,
this is no time for levity.

Sorry.

We have an acute emergency

and it must be
handled as such.

Now,

what we have to do
is find something to divert Irving's,

uh, this pelican's attention.

But, of course.

We have to find
a substitute for you,

Sister Bertrille.

Oh, well,
that's fine with me.

[Reverend Mother]
In other words, another pelican.

A mate for Irving.
Isn't that plausible?

[Sweeney]
Reverend mother,

I think you've come up
with an ingenuous solution.

And I must commend you
for your approach

to a most delicate situation.

Not at all, Father Sweeney.

Merely routine.

[pelicans squawking]

I did the best I could
with the short notice I had.

Oh, there ought to be one here
that Irving will like. I hope.

I gave them each names
so I could identify them.

And this one is Josephine.

This one is gertrude.

[Bertrille]
Uh-huh. That's Angeline.

And that one is Emma-Lou.

Oh, well, shall we start
with Josephine?

All right.

Irving, meet Josephine.

[Josephine squawking]

[both squawking]

Gertrude, meet Irving.

[both squawking]

Angeline?

[Irving squawking]

One to go.

Emma-Lou.

Irving, old boy,
it's Emma-Lou or nothing.

Uh, wait a second,
Dr. Leonard.

Mind if I try
a little psychology?

By all means. Please.

Irving will never go
for this one.

Look at those scraggly
bunch of feathers.

And she calls herself
a pelican, hmm?

And can you imagine
having to listen

to that squawking
the rest of your life?

[imitating pelicans squawking]

[both squawking]

I think that was
meant for you.

Not only that,
but, uh, she's vain.

Spoiled rotten.

I'll bet she's the type
that wouldn't even lift a beak

to get fish for dinner.

Well, poor Irving
would be waiting on that bird's dropout

for the rest of his life.

[both squawking]

I guess Emma-Lou had
what it takes.

With a little help
from Sister Bertrille.

How do you like that?

Irving never even
said goodbye.

Oh, that's a pelican
for you.

Young bird comes along,
flicks a feather,

and away he goes.

Oh, what a snappy-looking
group.

What happened,
somebody drop a bomb?

In a manner of speaking.

Father Sweeney
just left.

And?

I'm afraid
the reverend mother didn't cut it.

He's not recommending her
for the appointment.

She looks
so very sad.

I think we blew it.

I couldn't say it
any better, sister sixto.

But why?

Don't answer that question.
I know why.

Reverend mother?

Yes, Sister Bertrille.
What is it?

I--I heard you didn't
get the appointment.

Yes. That is correct.

It's my fault.
It's all my fault.

Well, one could say
you had something to do

with Father Sweeney's
decision.

We didn't want you to go,
reverend mother,

we would have
missed you terribly.

But we also know
how much it meant to you.

You would have made
a wonderful Dean of Women.

There didn't seem
to be any question

as to my qualifications.

The roses did
exceptionally well this year.

I don't understand.

Father Sweeney felt that

under the circumstances,
I should remain here.

Of course, I have no choice
in the matter.

I go
where I am directed to go.

But when he told me
what his recommendation was,

it was the happiest news
I could hear.

I love it here
at San Tanco.

Even with me here?

Most specifically
with you here.

Sister Bertrille,
do you not agree

that the most
gratifying reward in life

is to feel one is needed?

[bell tolling]

[end credits]

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