All language subtitles for The Flying Nun s01e20 The Hot Spell.eng

[barking]

[Jacqueline]
The heat waves that occasionally invade

the island of Puerto Rico
are fortunately

few and far between.

But one particular hot spell
will linger long

in the memories
of the sisters at the convent San Tanco.

Do you think
it would be selfish

if I prayed tonight
for a cool breeze?

Not if you prayed for it
to blow on everyone.

[all]
Reverend mother, reverend mother.

[Reverend Mother]
Please, please.

Sit down.

I have bad news.

Air conditioners are
out of the question this year.

[Marguerita]
Oh, not even one

for the dispensary,
reverend mother?

The patients
are so uncomfortable.

They would be
more uncomfortable without medicine.

That is our choice.

Now then, Sister Marguerita,
would you please pass these out?

I have, uh, made out
a special class schedule,

for use during the hot spell.

Where is Sister Bertrille?

[object crashing]

[glass breaking]
Sister Bertrille.

Oh, uh, sorry,
reverend mother, but we dropped it.

Obviously.

What are those things?

Air conditioners.
And there's 2 more in the truck.

[nuns chattering]

It's really
a lucky break,

but you know,
little Jesus Perez,

well, his father works
for Carlos Ramirez,

and he told me
that the casino

was--was, uh, installing
new air conditioners.

And I figured if they
were installing new ones, they must be old ones.

Sister Bertrille,
come in here, immediately.

Yes, reverend mother.

[speaks Spanish]

Sister Bertrille,

Carlos Ramirez is a man
of questionable character.

I do not like the idea
of the convent San Tanco

being continually
in his debt.

Those air conditioners

will be used
in the dispensary

and the 3
hottest classrooms.

[nuns cheering]

[Jacqueline]
Although the official forecast

was for cooler temperatures,

Señor Ramirez's assistant,
Pedro,

had heard other predictions.

The arrival of
Rufus Morgan's yacht

convinced him
that the big heat was just arriving.

[exclaims]

There's a lagoon
5 miles up the coast

where the water
is as blue-green

as your eyes.

All right, Carlos.
But I have to be home early.

Oh, as early as you wish.

We are just going
to swim a little,

eat a little supper,
drink a little wine.

Let's go.

Señor Ramirez,
they are here.

Oh, later, Pedro.
We are going to the beach.

Then could I please have
my next month's salary in advance?

What are you
talking about?

I told you, I told you.
But you wouldn't listen.

It's no rumor.
Morgan's men.

They're in San Juan, Señor.

And they're coming
to see you.

In San Juan? Now?

Who's Morgan?

You don't know
about Morgan?

You know about
Al Capone?

Morgan is bigger
and meaner.

And he wants this casino.

Oh, Señor,
why didn't you listen when I warned you?

Quiet, Pedro,
you make me nervous.

Morgan's men are coming
to steal your casino

and I make you nervous?

If organized crime is
trying to muscle in on a legitimate business,

you should tell
the Attorney General.

She went to college.

Señor, you must
do something.

I will not sell.

They will not
get my casino.

[knocking on door]

It is them.
I will say you are not in.

Let them in.

Hi. Hi, there.

Sister Bertrille,
we have no more air conditioners,

and at the moment,
I am very busy.

Oh, that's Ok.
This will only take a minute.

I have to be back
in time for vespers.

Señor, they will
be here any minute.

How do you do?
My name is Sister Bertrille.

Glad to meet you, sister.
I'm Doris Finch.

I am in
a great rush.

What do you want?

Oh, right.
Uh, the reverend mother wishes me to express

her personal thanks
for your generous gift.

It was nothing, sister.
I was glad to do it. Thank you for coming.

What's the matter
with Pedro?

It is my stomach.
A little distress. Goodbye, sister.

You ought to come to
the dispensary with me.

Sister Marguerita's
just marvelous with stomachs.

I think
you ought to come, too.

Maybe we will, later.
Would you please excuse us?

Thanks again, Carlos.

And if there's ever anything
we can do for you... Thank you.

You might say a novena.
I think Señor Ramirez is going to need it.

Sure, I'll start tonight.
Goodbye, Miss Finch. Very nice meeting you.

Oh, Sister Bertrille.
What?

Would you really like
to repay me for the air conditioners?

Oh, sure. I'll get
all the sisters, and we'll all say a novena for you.

Oh, no, no, no.
I have something a little more,

um, tangible in mind.

Señor, on the honor
of my mother, they are coming.

Quiet, Pedro. I think I have
the solution to our problem.

Carlos,
I can't pay you any money,

I told you that this...
No, no, no, no.

This has nothing
to do with money.

It's just a little, uh,
paper transaction for a few days.

Sister, I'm going to give you
a chance to do me a great service.

♪[music playing]

Yes, gentlemen?
May I help you?

We want to see
the manager.

'Course, gentlemen.
Come right in.

[Pedro]
This is Sister Bertrille of the convent San Tanco.

The kind sisters
are now the owners of Casino Carlos.

The convent San Tanco owns

Señor Ramirez Casino
and Discotheque?

Explain yourself,
Sister Bertrille.

Well, reverend mother,
it's just for a few days.

Just until the heat's off.

And what does
the hot spell have to do with this?

No. I mean just until
Morgan's men are gone.

You see, they're trying
to muscle in on Señor Ramirez's territory.

Sister Bertrille,
in one moment,

I am going
to have to send for

Sister Sixto's dictionary
of American slang.

Now, what are you
talking about?

Reverend mother,
it's really very simple.

Then try to explain it
in simple English.

Yes, Ok. Uh, now,
reverend mother, uh, uh, Morgan is a mobster.

A what?

Uh, uh, a gangster,
a racketeer, and he'll do anything

to get a hold of
Señor Ramirez's casino.

Why, he might even
rub him out.

Uh, I mean-- I mean,
use violence.

So, Señor Ramirez
asked me

if we would take over
the ownership of the casino for a few days

while he took a powder.

What?
I mean,

I'm sorry,
while he left.

Morgan can't very well
put the squeeze on us.

The--the...
I mean, threaten us.

So when he finds out
that we own,

the convent owns
the casino,

then he'll just leave.

And Señor Ramirez
will come back,

and we'll give
the business back to him and everything will be fine.

Do you understand,
reverend mother?

Yes. And it's
out of the question.

But reverend mother,

this is a matter of
life and death.

It's a matter of
your having seen too many gangster films.

But, reverend mother,
don't you think it's better

if--if the convent
owns the casino for a few days

rather than having
some--some criminals get control of it?

Criminals?

Oh, now really,
Sister Bertrille.

But I saw them.

And they told you
that they were criminals?

No, Señor Ramirez told me
before they came in.

Sister Bertrille,
did they threaten you?

Oh, no.

They don't work
that way anymore.

Sister Bertrille,
I think that you would do well

to spend some time
in chapel.

And while you're there,

you might pray
for a less vivid imagination.

[knocking on door]

Come in.

Reverend mother,
there are 2 men here to see you.

Uh-huh.
2 men. Do they have straw hats on?

Yes.

They wish to see you.

I knew it. I knew it.
It's them.

Don't let them in.
Don't let them in.

Thank you, Sister Ana.
I will see the gentlemen.

You are excused,
Sister Bertrille.

But, reverend...

Yes, reverend mother.

You may go in now.

Shouldn't you be
watching the tables, sister?

Uh, what was it
that you wished to see me about?

Well, uh, well, Ma'am,

we were told that you own
the Casino Carlos. Is that true?

And, uh, what concern
would that be of yours?

Now, we're not of
the same persuasion, Ma'am,

but any respectable person
would be shocked at the idea

of a convent running
a gambling house.

You know what I mean?

[Reverend Mother]
I shall take note of your feelings.

Is there anything else?

Hey, Bart,
we're being watched.

I beg your pardon.

The little nun.
She's spying on us.

Gentlemen, I am rather busy
and if you have nothing further to add...

[Remick]
Oh, but we do, Ma'am. We do.

Uh, one of our associates,
Mr. Morgan,

you may have heard of him,

is willing to take
the place off your hands at a handsome price.

We're authorized
to make you the same generous offer

as we were going
to make to Mr. Ramirez, you know what I mean?

[phone ringing]

Excuse me.

Hello.

Yes, of course
I am all right.

Sister Bertrille,

I suggest that you do
what I advised you to do immediately.

Call the police?

She's calling the cops.

Sister Bertrille, please.

[Martin]
We're going, Ma'am. We're going.

You will think
about our offer?

[nuns exclaiming]

[Jacqueline]
The failure of his emissaries

to successfully
conclude negotiations,

left Mr. Morgan
only one alternative,

he decided to handle
the situation himself.

Watch where
you're walking.

What's all
the excitement about?

It's only a straight pin.

Don't, dumb-dumb.

You want to throw
my good luck away?

So far it is all right, Señor.

When they saw
Sister Bertrille,

they left, and I have
not seen them since.

I'm Morgan.
Where's Ramirez?

I am sorry.

Señor Ramirez does not own
the casino any longer.

I've heard all that.
I still want to see him. Where is he?

No one knows, Señor.

Who is there?

He's left the island.

He gave up all
his worldly possessions

and retired to live a life
of religious contemplation.

Excuse me, Señor.
The phone.

No, Señor,
we have no openings for croupiers at the moment.

He's a nut.

All right, Pedro.
I'll try to accept that for the time being.

Ramirez can't be found.

Right now,
me and the boys are going to play a little cards.

What's the house limit?

200, Señor.

Too low.
Up it to a thousand.

I cannot, Señor.

It is the house rule.

I do not have
the authority.

Then you find
somebody who does. I don't play for pennies.

The holy sisters,
they are the only ones,

they would be asleep
at this hour.

Are you telling me
they own this place and they don't watch the action?

What are you
handing me, Pedro?

I want to see one
of these new owners right now.

But it is late.
Now!

But that's impossible.

Uh, we're all in bed.

Well, well,
tell them you're in charge.

Oh, they're getting
suspicious, huh?

Well, let them
get suspicious. What can they do about it?

They are asleep,
the sisters.

What are you
going to do about it?

Oh.

That's what you're
going to do about it.

Sister.

I'll be there
as quick as I can.

Uh, good evening,
gentlemen.

I understand
you wanted to see me.

Pedro,
you've got to be kidding.

She isn't old enough
to get in this place legally, much less own it.

I'm old enough to have
you thrown out of here, Mr. Morgan,

if, uh, if you try
and make any trouble.

[Morgan]
Hey, a tough nun.

That's a new one.

Ok, sister,

I want to play cards
and I want the limit raised.

How about it?

Um, what do you think,
Pedro?

Never mind Pedro,
you're supposed to be the boss.

Oh, right.
Well, um, the house rules will remain the same

as when Señor Ramirez
was here.

All right.
We'll stick to that.

I saw
a table stakes-poker game out there, right?

[Pedro]
Si, Señor.

The house takes 10%
of every pot.

Not in my game.

I want to play
against the house.

And I want her
to sit in.

I'm sorry,
but the house rules don't permit--

boys, I think
we're being conned.

Maybe you'd better
have a little talk with Pedro here privately.

Now you leave him alone.

I won't lay
a finger on him.

I'm a sagittarius.
We never use violence.

Sister Bertrille.

Remick and Martin though,
they're Leos. Very physical.

Well, uh, Mr. Morgan, uh,

I'll play.

Good.
Let's get going, boys.

Can't fight the stars,
you know?

Does he really believe
in all that stuff?

They say he is
very superstitious.

Sister, do you know
how to play poker?

Well, sure.

Uh, 5 cards of the same color
makes a straight, right?

[door closing]

[people chattering]

Ace 10 is still high.

What do you say,
sister?

Do I have
to say something?

I mean,
do you want to bet?

Oh. Oh.

Ok. I, um,

I'll bet, um, 2 of these.

Hey, boss.
You got a bug on you.

Don't touch that.
It's a lady bug.

It's good luck.

Well, look at that.

You stick around, lady bug.

I guess I'm going
to have to bump you, sister.

All of those?

Um, hearts.

How many make a flush?
2, 3, 4...

Just one more.

Oh.

[Joe]
What do you say, cy? You in?

[Cy]
I'm in.

What about you, Mike?
[Mike] I'm in.

Morgan has 4 hearts showing
and he just raised a bundle.

Sister Bertrille,
she has 3 queens up.

3 queens?

Well, she has to call him.

Come on, Carlos.
Let's go for a swim.

Not now.
This is important.

Well, I'm important, too.

At least that's what
you've been saying for the last 2 weeks.

She what?

She dropped out.

Well, so have I.

My 3 queens wouldn't have
beaten your flush anyway.

[Morgan]
What makes you think I had a flush?

2 little old fives.

But you lied.

Bluffed, sister, bluffed.

That's the name of the game.

How do you like
that clown, Ramirez?

A couple of more hours
playing head to head with sister wide eyes here

and I'll take this casino over
the easy way.

What do you mean?

I mean, sister,
you're a pretty lousy poker player,

therefore,
I'm going to bust the joint.

Now, deal.

Jacks or better.

Candy from a baby.

Well, I can open
for 1 yellow,

and 2 blues.

Raise.

Call and bump a "g".

Isn't that
an awful lot to bet?

Table stakes, sister,
remember? No limit.

Oh, yes, well,
if those are the rules...

Ok, um, I'll take 2.

Hold it. You haven't
called the raise yet.

Oh, that's right.
Bet first, cards later.

I'll raise again.

[chips clatter]

Oh, Señor,
what they are doing to that poor sister.

She's caught in the middle,
raise, re-raise.

Cant you see
what she's got?

No, Señor. She is playing
her cards close to her...

Her habit.

I'll just call the raise.

Ok, sister,
you wanted 2 cards, right?

Um, on second thought,
I'll just play these.

What?
You said you wanted 2.

I changed my mind.
I'll just play these.

Now, let's see.

You say I can bet as much as
you all have on the table, right?

Ok.

[chips clattering]

[Bertrille]
Well,

looks like I have a guest.

Never mind, never mind.
It's all yours.

Gee. Thank you.

Just a minute.

If I could see your openers,
if you don't mind?

Oh, Ok.

That's all you had?
A pair of jacks?

That's all you need
to open, isn't it? Jacks or better?

Coffee-housed.
By a nun yet.

If I thought you knew
what you were doing...

It's just lady luck.

Don't you gamblers say
she's awfully fickle?

Come on, boys,
let's get out of here.

I can't believe it, Señor.

She did it.

She won almost
everything back.

Such a beautiful bluff,

it would warm
your heart, Señor.

Oh, you should have seen
that look on Morgan's face,

such a sickness
belongs in a hospital.

I tell you, Señor,
I still cannot believe it.

[Carlos]
That's because you have no imagination, my friend.

Just relax.

Everything is working out
just the way I planned it.

[Morgan]
Well, I'm glad to know that, Ramirez.

Nothing like a little
religious contemplation

to help work
things out, huh?

Ramirez? Ramirez?

Ramirez?

And to think I was
just about to leave

this lovely island
and miss all the fun.

Sister.

Sister Bertrille.

Wake up.

I raise.

The game is over, sister.

Everything is over.

Oh, I'm so glad
to hear it.

Boy, I wasn't cut out
for this kind of work.

What's the matter, Pedro?

Morgan knows everything.

He heard me talking
with Señor Ramirez on the phone.

And that is that.

Oh, brother.

Oh, sister.

What do you think
Morgan will do?

Really?

That bad?

Worse.

Oh, there must be some way
out of this mess.

I wish there were, sister.

But you saw how he is.

Oh, yes.

Rough,
tough and superstitious.

Maybe if I could
talk to him alone,

kind of reason with him.

You can't even
get to him.

He is always surrounded.

Even his boat is
like a fortress,

guards all around,
on the dock,

on the deck, everywhere.

Sister, it is impossible.

Pedro,
as we say in the trade,

don't make book on it.

Mr. Morgan!

[Bertrille]
Mr. Moran!

Are you down there,
Mr. Morgan?

Mr. Morgan!

Oh, I'm sorry to wake you,
but it's important.

Who are you?

I'm Sister Bertrille.

I played cards with you
last evening, remember?

You get away from here.

You're not real.

Yes, I am.
You want to touch me?

No! It's just a bad dream.
That's what it is. I'm dreaming.

What I want is,
I want to ask you to kind of go easy on Señor Ramirez.

You see,
he's been very kind to us

and we wouldn't want
to see anything terrible happen to him,

so, please,
couldn't you just leave him alone?

[stammers]
This is an omen.

You're some kind of sign.

You're--you're some kind
of warning, aren't you?

Oh, well, you could
put it that way.

Remick? Martin?
Remick? Martin?

[wind blowing]

Remick, Martin,
get this tub moving.

We're moving out
of here right now.

Bon voyage, Mr. Morgan,
smooth sailing.

No, uh, monsignor.

We did not e-exactly own it.

We, uh, we were, uh,
holding it for a few days.

Of course,
I take full responsibility.

I never should
have permitted it.

I beg your pardon?

Oh, well, no, monsignor.

I, uh, I do not know.

You--you see,
I've never played the game.

Yes, o-of course, sir.

Just one moment, please.

Uh, Monsignor Shanahan
from Miami

wishes to know
how you coffee-housed

Rufus Morgan.

Oh, really?

[clears throat]

Monsignor?

Hello, this is
Sister Bertrille.

Well, I'll tell you.

I was dealt a pair
of jacks, you know?

And, uh, Morgan was
the first one to raise.

So I figured he must have
openers or better, you know.

Or else
he was bluffing.

So I figured
I'd keep a kicker--

a kicker,
just in case 'cause if he...

[chattering]

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