All language subtitles for Sabrina.The.Teenage.Witch.S04E14.Super.Hero.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor_track3_[eng]

A peanut butter, banana
and vitamin sandwich?

I'’m intrigued. It'’s
career day at school,

and I have to figure out

what i'’m going
to do with my life,

so, hopefully, a diet rich
in jif and zinc will help.

Well, if you'’d like
to get a head start,

I have a witch aptitude
test on my laptop.

Is it accurate?

Are you kidding?

Not only did it peg me 100%,

but I got into Wellesley.

Okay, i'’ll try it.

Just put your finger

on the asterisk key,

and it'’ll show you your future.

Don'’t you quit on me.

I need four
milligrams of epi, stat!

And something for my tummy.

[Gurney crashes]

Okay,

either i'’m going
to spend my future

being sued for malpractice

or that test is wrong.

Salem, did you
tamper with this test?

Took, tampered with...

A cat'’s got to do
what a cat'’s got to do.

Tell Elton John he
can start singing now.

[Laughs]

♪

♪ Secrets

♪ you'’re never gonna know ♪

♪ you'’re never gonna get it ♪

♪ nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

♪ secrets, secrets

♪ secrets.

♪

You know what I
hate about career day?

It makes you think
about your future.

I Don'’t know. Some
of these lectures

are pretty nap-friendly.

Spellman, kinkle, new girl.

I'’m not new. I'’ve
been here all year.

Surly new girl.

Detention.

That'’s it? No calling
us "miscreants"?

No resenting us for our youth?

Why bother?

Oh, sure, when I
became principal,

I had a dream.

Mandatory "yes, sirs,"
corporal punishment,

scratchy woolen shorts,

but my hands are tied

by the school board.

And the century.

Yeah, when you
look in the mirror

and the man staring back is
just an ineffectual figurehead,

crushing young dreams
just ain'’t what it used to be.

That'’s kind of sad.

He used to really revel
in being unjustly mean.

Hey, you want to check out
the "world needs corn" booth.

Can'’t. I have an appointment
to talk to a career counselor.

He'’s going to help me
whittle my options down

from "anything but a doctor."

It'’s good that you'’re
thinking about your future.

You are clearly at
a crucial crossroad.

Mm-hmm. Well, thank you

for offering me
that shred of hope.

Oh, and, uh, here'’s the
literature you requested.

Thank you. Although
I have to tell you that

rodeo clowning might be
rough on a man your age.

Duly noted.

Mr. Kraft wants
to change careers!

Yes!

[Choir singing "hallelujah"]

So, Mr. Kraft is soon
to be ex-principal

of my little hallways.

Which explains why
you'’re floating on air.

But you better get down.

Your aunt Eileen
lost an eye that way.

I just hope Mr. Kraft
doesn'’t try and move in here.

Nothing'’s sadder than a man
who freeloads off a woman.

May I remind you

that i'’m a cat.

Should we tell Zelda?

No, she'’ll use her common sense

to try to talk him
into staying there

and playing it safe.

I just got off the
phone with Willard.

He'’s having an identity crisis.

He'’s not sure if
he'’s actually human?

No.

He wants to change jobs.

And you talked him out of it.

Of course not.

You are so good for him.

I encouraged Willard to
take a leave of absence

and-and go find a job

that will make him happy.

Yes! And you might want
to mention that Mexico

is brimming with opportunities.

I hope he takes your advice,
but I doubt Willard kraft

would leave a job
where he gets free pens.

Kraft [over P.A.]: And so,
with a heavy heart, I resign

as principal of westbridge high.

[Applause and cheering]

I prayed for this day!

[Band plays victorious march]

Well, i'’m sure those
kids were just punchy.

Well, maybe i'’m being paranoid
because the bacchanal happened

immediately after
the announcement.

Well, you were right
to keep those pens.

How am I going to
pick a new career?

I just fell into academics.

Well, after I failed
the post office exam.

You just need to try new things.

I'’m scared, zoo-zoo.

I mean, what if people scowl
at me and say mean things?

You'’ve dealt with that
wonderfully for years.

Willard kraft,

you are a brilliant
and talented man.

I want you to
follow your dreams.

I'’ll do it.

♪

♪

♪

Just think of all the jobs you
know you Don'’t want now.

I got to tell you, I
am seriously thinking

of taking my job back
at the high school.

You can'’t!

I mean, you just
have to stick to it

until you find a job
that'’s suited for you.

I tried. I'’ve got the
scabs to prove it.

So it might take a while.

I mean, look at me.

I found my dream
job at the coffeehouse.

Sabrina, say hello to
your new shift partner

will.

As in, "i'’ve lost
the will to live"?

No, just will.

Now that i'’m behind
gen-x enemy lines,

I thought i'’d go with
something a little more with-it.

You'’ve got to help me
get Mr. Kraft out of there.

A coffeehouse
should be a sanctuary.

Amen. Don'’t worry.

We'’ll figure something out.

Oh, and we can'’t
tell aunt Zelda.

She'’d never want me to
interfere with Mr. Kraft'’s life.

You'’ve got to help me get
Willard out of that coffeehouse.

We do? I mean, absolutely!

What is an intelligent, talented
man doing wasting his time

in some pathetic
little hole-in-the-wall?

Hey.

I mean, absolutely!

He just needs to remember
his childhood dreams.

You know what?

I am going out
and get him a copy

of what color is your parachute?

Oh, what a sweet idea...

That will never work.

You'’d better use magic.

All Willard needs is a
shot of "dream come true."

Sounds very "golden
age of Hollywood."

All you have to do is
squirt him, and he'’ll become

what he wanted to be
when he was a child.

Oh, so he'’ll have to
quit the coffeehouse,

and we'’ll go back to
having repeat customers.

Let'’s test it out.

I'’m not scratching
the furniture!

[Sobbing softly]

Finally, i'’m a guy
in red suspenders.

Get in line, ladies.

Beautiful. Well,
i'’ll thank you later,

but first I have
to go shoot will

before he gets
something pierced.

Two cappuccinos.

Mr. Kraft?

[Chuckles] You
left your job for this?

Oh, yeah, that
gig was strictly l-7.

Hey, you two peepsters savvy
to any raves this weekend?

I'’ll just get those
cappuccinos.

This is like a mercy killing.

Wow, Sabrina.

He wasn'’t bothering
us that much.

Oh, this is all
part of the training.

Police that slop
tray. Now, mister!

[Gasps]

Ooh, I have someplace
very important to go.

Just call me the
little kraft who could.

And just call me
the dream Weaver.

Think fast, kinkle!
Brad, Don'’t!

Sabrina: No...!

You got me.

And it was my last
day on the force.

Harvey. Harvey, speak to me.

I think he'’s going to survive.

What do you think this
is, some kind of toy?

Josh: Hey, that guy'’s

stealing the tip jar.

Citizens,

go about your business.

Mighty teen to the rescue!

I believe this is yours.

[Man grunts]And
I believe that'’s

frightened criminal
for "i'’m sorry."

Mighty teen, away!

Was that kinkle?!

Was he flying?

Yeah, that was Harvey flying.

He was trying to get away
from bigfoot and Elvis.

[Chuckling]: No more
caffeine for you two.

There'’s got to be
a way to reverse

this dream-come-true spell.

Here... "once someone lives
out their childhood dream,

the spell will
automatically end."

Great. Well, Harvey obviously
wanted to be a superhero,

and now that he'’s saved
the day at the coffeehouse,

he'’s fulfilled his
childhood dream.

I bet he'’s

back to normal already.

I got to get curtains.

You got to reverse that spell.

Excuse me, but your
cat was stuck up a tree.

Got a real kick out of
his little fireman suit.

Well, you'’re brave, virile
and easily entertained.

Come back next week.

He'’s going to be Abe Lincoln.

Yeah, I better go. The guys
are going to get together

and watch the
fights, eat some chili.

Just the guys, hanging
around in our skivvies,

loading up on the musical fruit

and watching the sweet science,

and i'’m not there?

I got to convince
them i'’m a real fireman.

Try losing the tail.

Oh, if you'’re
thinking of trying

that matchmaking service,

take it from me...
Specify "mammal."

I just read an
e-mail from Willard.

He sounds so happy.

He says he'’s going
to follow his dream.

Really?

Whatever could
have gotten onto...?

I mean, intohim?

I wonder what his dream is.

You know, is it a doctor
or statesman or...?

[Making airplane noises]

This.

Request clearance for sugar.

Oh, look, it'’s baron
Von emergency landing.

[Sarcastic laughter]

You know, they all
laughed at Lindbergh, too.

But that'’ll change when I
realize my lifelong dream

of recreating his flight
across the Atlantic

in a tiny two-seater.

It certainly is a strange...

Some might even say
delusional... dream,

but... good for you.

You have to admit, uh, I look...

[English accent]: Awfully
dashing in goggles.

What'’s with the glasses?

Oh, i'’ve had these for a while.

I mainly use them for sleeping.

Harvey, I know your childhood
dream was to be mighty teen.

I'’ve never met the lad,
but I hear he'’s a nice fellow.

I need to know, what
mission does he have to fulfill

or motto does he
have to live up to?

Mighty teen was put on
this earth to save the world.

The whole world?

Or so i'’ve been told.

These bathrooms
are nothing but trouble.

They always run
out of toilet paper.

Trouble?

Excuse me, I just remembered.

I left my notebook in...

This classroom.

When there'’s trouble around,

mighty teen will be found.

Oh, super.

Not superteen.

Mighty teen!

Kinkle, what are you doing?

This is one great
senior prank, huh?

And yet there'’s nothing funny
about poor hygiene, ma'’am.

Mighty teen, away!

I have to admit... he
really pulls off that cape.

Do you think bringing an
economy size roll of toilet paper

to an empty bathroom would
fulfill mighty teen'’s quest...?

I'’m going to stop talking now.

Well?

What do you think?

I wanted it to be
just like Lindbergh'’s.

Wow.

Looks nothing like Lindbergh'’s,

and yet, even though you
used modern materials,

you managed to
make it so much...

Less safe.

[Chuckles]

Guess what I named her after.

Oh, Willard, you didn'’t.

Oh...

You didn'’t.

Yep. The spirit of westbridge.

See, I want my flight
to be just like Lindy'’s...

Right down to only taking
one Bologna sandwich

and a tiny bottle of water
and a lawn chair to sit in.

Um, dear? Mm-hmm?

I think it'’s wonderful

that you have your lunch meat
and your terribly rickety chair,

but what about

the small matter of
flying experience?

Oh, well, if I get into trouble,

i'’ll just fly square circles

until I can latch onto
the proper longitude.

My, my.

You seem to have acquired

a great deal of aviation
knowledge very suddenly...

Almost magically.

Excuse me.

I have to go see my sister
and... make some accusations.

Somewhere in these comic books

there has to be a story

where mighty teen
saves the world.

All we have to do is recreate it

and Harvey'’ll go
back to normal.

Here'’s one where mighty
teen squeezes his radioactive zit

on his archnemesis.

Okay, gross, and keep looking.

You know, the good thing about

having changed
Harvey into a superhero

is he'’ll never
feel pain or die.

You obviously didn'’t
read issue number 64,

where he died... Painfully.

Sorry.

Okay, more good news.

[Siren wails]

What is that?

This is red eagle
to squad leader.

We are in progress.

[Static bursts]

Do you smell smoke?

[Grunts]

Nothing to worry about, folks.

Keep it moving, and
let the fireman do his job.

I hate to interfere with a pro,

so I have no problem doing this.

But I wanted to fight the fire

and prevent our
home from incinerating.

Who started this fire, anyway?

Me.

Zelda: Hilda?

Did you put some
sort of spell on Willard?

I can honestly
tell you that, yes,

there is a spell on him,

and I can honestly
tell you that, no,

ididn'’t do it.

You know, it would have
been a lot easier just to say

"Sabrina did it," aunt snitch.

Sabrina,

you are in serious trouble.

[Rumbling]

Where there'’s trouble around,

mighty teen will be found!

Obviously, one of
mighty teen'’s powers

is eavesdropping.

Let the girl go, oh, dark one!

I'’m her aunt!

Sabrina: It'’s okay.

I did something wrong, and
my aunt was upset with me.

A false alarm.

Much like the conundrum
I faced in issue number 15:

"Requiem for a mutant."

Mighty teen, away!

Criminals, beware!

You'’ve warned them.

Isn'’t that enough?

That was odd,

but Harvey'’s strange behavior

couldn'’t have anything
to do with Willard'’s.

I mean, there is no spell

that would make Willard
want to fly across the ocean

and turn Harvey
into a superhero.

Uh-huh. "Dream come true"...

Or whatever you call
that thing you made.

I knew it.

You put a childhood
dream spell on Willard.

Y-You said you wanted him

to follow his dreams.

He'’s flying to Paris in
a hunk of balsa wood!

Oh... that thing'’ll
never get off the ground.

[Engine roaring]

See you in 33 and a half hours!

He seemed happy.

Zellie, just a thought,

but maybe you should
go along with Willard

so that he doesn'’t, uh, die.

I can'’t.

Since Sabrina put
the spell on him,

only shecan protect him.

But I have to protect Harvey.

Who knows what evil
he'’s chosen to fight.

I mean, some criminals
can be downright mean.

Sabrina, we are in triage.

My boyfriend'’s situation
is worse right now,

and he doesn'’t
have superpowers.

All right, i'’ll go,

but if you hear the anguished
screams of mighty teen,

will you please call the
justice league of america?

Boy, this spell has
reallygotten out of control.

Badsabrina!

Willard: I'’m free!

Away from the world and its
mundane little annoyances!

Hey!

[Screams]

What are you doing here?

Oh, i'’m not really here.

I'’m a phantom,

just like Lindbergh hallucinated

after 20 hours of flying.

Yeah, but i'’ve only
been flying a few minutes.

Well, it'’s a much
more fast-paced world.

Look at mtv.

[Engine sputtering]

What'’s that noise that
sounds like an engine failing?

T-T-That would be
your-your engine failing...

Um, usually a sure sign
that we'’re going down.

Tempting, but...

[Sputtering stops]

That'’s it, baby.

Yes. I knew you
wouldn'’t let me down.

I hope you'’re in
the mood for burritos,

'’cause Paris,
France, here we come!

E-6!

Stop trying to
sink my battleship.

I'’m trying to trace
Willard and Sabrina'’s flight

over the Atlantic.

Well, I just want to tell you

about me fulfilling
my childhood dream.

Later.

[Muttering]: One Mississippi,

two Mississippi...

There I was...

Cut off from my squadron,

and lady fahrenheit

was cranking up the jet.

With nothing more

than my wits to arm me,

I saved countless lives by
subduing a raging brushfire.

Thisis coming out
of your allowance,

you little Pyro!

You know, I Don'’t think
a daredevil like Lindy

would settle for
a straight line.

Let'’s make this interesting.

Stop!

Where is your
sense of adventure?

In my throat along
with my stomach.

Ow!

Whoa! That was fun!

I can'’t straighten
my finger out.

Yeah, well, why
would you need to?

Just leave the driving to us.

♪ Come fly with me

♪ let'’s float, let'’s... ♪

Oh, sweet mother of
mercy, we'’re out of gas.

Oh, no! My magic'’s out!

I knew I shouldn'’t have used
the dials off of mother'’s stove!

No. It must have been
because I jammed my finger.

Look, will you shut
up about your finger!

I Don'’t understand this.

I filled this plane with the
exactsame amount of gas

that Lindy did.

Yeah, but Lindbergh
didn'’t waste all of his gas

circling over the
carnival cruise ships

trying to get a
glimpse of kathie Lee!

Oh, I just can'’t
wait and worry.

Oh, Don'’t be such a worrywitch.

Sabrina and Willard
are going to be fine,

and if anything goes wrong,
Sabrina has her magic.

Sabrina: I guess this is it!

No. No, no!

No. Thisis it!

Mr. Kraft, this may
be my last chance

to tell you how
I feel about you.

Well, there'’s something I want
to share with you, too, Sabrina.

Me first. You'’re an idiot!

You didn'’t even buy enough gas,

and now we'’re going
down, you shovelhead!

Well, you give
deadweight a bad name,

you whiny little stowaway!

Oh...

This is taking an
awfully long time.

And it hasn'’t even hurt yet.

Are you on the rainbow bridge

being greeted by family
members and old pets?

We'’re flying again.

Look!

What?

But... how?

And where'’s that
music coming from?

When trouble'’s around,
mighty teen really willbe found!

My hero!

That sounds so phony in
comic books, but now I get it.

Well, the emotions in
comic books are real.

Just Don'’t send away
for the X-ray specs.

Ow! Oh...

I hurt my finger

in the world'’s most
ill-advised barrel roll.

Well, lucky for you,

I have some teen
bactine in my utility belt.

At the risk of
being redundant...

My hero!

Often heard but never tiresome.

Has my childhood
dream come true?

Are we in Paris?

Yeah.

I mean, Oui!

[Screaming and cheering]

This must be
just how Lindy felt.

I wonder how long it
took hischeeks to wake up.

Is there any way I can
talk you out of going off

to save the world?

But I already saved it.

You'’remy world.

Now I know why Superman
ruined Lois for other men.

What?

Uh... oh, essay

for my "comic books
as literature" class.

[Cheering]Hey, what'’s
all that ruckus over there?

Bonjour, monsieur fromage.

French embassy
come for career week?

I-I think everyone
is just weirdly excited

to welcome Mr. Kraft back.

[Victorious melody plays]

So, Willard remembers nothing?

Nada.

He'’s principal again,

and even though the hours
are long, the pay is short,

and he'’s still ineffectual,

he says he'’s
never been happier.

So maybe it'’s time for me
to be out of the doghouse

for my childhood dream spell?

It looks like it worked.

Yeah, and that "peace
with yourself" spell

that you put on Willard
didn'’t hurt either.

Did it, zellie?

What?! you really are
aunt snitch, aren'’t you?

Why are you still
dressed like that?

I thought you fulfilled
your pitiful dream

of ruining my hairbrushes.

I want people to recognize me

from the four-alarm

fireman'’s calendar.

I'’m Mr. November.

Well, this will certainly
change your image.

I know, I know,
it'’s airbrushed.