All language subtitles for Dinosaurs S04E08 Scent of a Reptile.DVDRip.NonHI.cc.en.DSNY.EN

I've got you now,
Captain Action Figure.

And there is no escape!

That's what you
think, Dr. Freebie.

Come, Remington.

Oh, no! Not...

Yes, it's Remington, the
robot puppy that transforms

into an assault rifle.

With telescopic tail sight!

- And doggie night vision!
- I want that!

OK, boy, let's show
Dr. Freebie how to play dead.

Hey!

I can't believe they'd put

that kind of violence
in a children's show.

- What are they thinking?
- Buy me the puppy rifle.

That's what they're thinking.

Hey, Mom. I've got this little
bump on the back of my neck.

A bump? I'd better
take a look at that.

Yeah, I'm a little worried. It's
breaking the line of my sweater.

Well, then. There's
no time to waste.

Something smells funny.

- Oh! Oh, Charlene!
- What?

- Yeah?
- This bump is your scent gland.

- Your scent's come in!
- Oh, already?

- I can't believe it! Mom!
- Oh!

How come they're
happy? She stinks.

To you and to every other male,
except one particular boy out there...

- Yeah.
- Who'll find that scent

a wonderful, magical fragrance.

And that's the boy Charlene is destined
to spend the rest of her life with.

She still stinks.

Trust me, for one lucky boy that scent
is the beginning of love and romance.

Remember, Earl,
when I got my scent?

Oh, you bet. You smelled
exactly like a new car.

You were attracted to Mom
'cause she smells like a car?

A new car.

Showroom fresh, leather
interior, pile carpeting. Oh...

- Not in front of the children.
- Oh, sorry, Fran.

For a minute there
I was 18 again.

- Earl.
- Please.

Whoa! What's that stench?

Are the carpets on fire again?

- No, it's my scent, Daddy.
- Swell.

It just came in this
morning. Smell.

- Isn't it great?
- Yeah, great.

Whoa, later.

Oh, oh, is somebody
burning tires?

Charlene got her scent.

- It's a magical fragrance.
- Yeah.

Congratulations. Now, could
somebody please open a window?

Very funny. You
see, you're just jealous

because I'm about to
start a whole new life.

And once I'm married, Mom and
Dad won't be making all my decisions

like telling me where
to go and what to think.

- I'll have a husband
to do that.
- Good plan.

Now, if you could just get someone
to chew your food and breathe for you,

you won't have to lug
that pesky brain around.

- Jealous.
- Yeah...

Ha! Of course, I can't start a
whole new life with an old wardrobe.

A milestone like this
requires major shopping.

I'm glad to see the significance
of this event was not lost on you.

Oh, I just realized. I could
meet him in school today.

My future mate for life.

Ha. I could be engaged
before homeroom.

Oh, I gotta change!

Ooh, OK, here comes another one.

Yeah? OK.

Huh?

Huh?

- Oh, gee.
- Boy, this is so depressing.

I mean, six hours and not
one guy has noticed me.

There you are!

Mr. Pullman?

At last, my desperate,
lonely search is at an end.

- Aah...
- Oh...

Oh, boy.

Oh, well, I don't know.
Charlene Sinclair-Pullman.

- It could've been magic.
- Very funny.

- What's that acrid odor?
- Huh?

Oh, let me guess.
Burning rubber, right?

Of course! Those darn seniors.

I told them, "No wheelies
in the parking lot."

- Excuse me, ladies.
- Sure.

Charlene, I don't know.
This is kind of weird.

Standing in the hall waiting
for some boy to get wind of you.

- It's pretty undignified.
- Yeah, you're right.

What if I sat on the hood of your
car, and you drove me around town?

- Ooh, cool. Meet you outside.
- Great.

♪ ...race is two miles
long Do-dah, do-dah ♪

Oh, no! Not him!

Not the custodian!

- Oh, yes!
- No!

Oh, baby!

Honey, I'm home.

Aaah!

- Ohh!
- Ow!

- Ow!
- Ooh!

Aah!

No!

Yeah!

Oh, baby!

Oh, that smarts! Oh!

I know I come over
here for something.

- Oh, yeah. That smell on you!
- What?

Whoo-ee! Takes me
back to my first car.

- I smell like a new car?
- Oh, heck, no.

That baby had some miles on her.

- What?!
- Burned off something fierce!

Never figured I'd smell anything
like that old smudge pot again,

- but, shoot, girl. Here you be.
- Yeah. Gosh.

Wow, that's very flattering,
but if you don't mind I gotta go...

Uh, uh, uh. You got the smell.

That means you the one.

I'm sure this is just
some sort of crazy mix-up.

Oh, there's no use
fightin' it, darlin'.

That smell and this nose go
together like a hog and slop.

We was made
for each other, girl!

But you don't even know my name!

- I know what it's gonna be!
- What?

Mrs. Ray Gherkin, janitor!

But, but, I, I... I'm too
young to be married.

- No.
- I'm only 15.

So. My sister was only 14
when she married Uncle Cephus.

And there's
nothing I'd like more

than to be part of such a
loving, inbred family, but I...

Yeah. You don't have to sweet talk
me, buttercup. I'm ready to do this deal.

Yeah, but I'm not!

I mean, I just can't
believe that I'm supposed to

spend the rest of
my life with you!

Believe it, sugar. And
it's a pretty picture, too.

You, me, a trailer park,
and a parcel of young'uns

crawling over everything
like maggots. Oh, yeah!

Huh? Where'd my
little smoke bomb go?

Don't matter.

You can run...
but you can't hide.

Whoo-hoo!

- More.
- You finished
that whole gallon?

- You can't still be hungry.
- This isn't about
satisfying hunger,

this is about exploding!

I know you're disappointed, but
eating's only going to make it worse.

Worse? Nature has determined
that I'm to spend my life

with a boorish,
slovenly, dimwit?

Do you have any
idea what that's like?

- Fran, the TV's gone!
- Turn around, honey.

Found it!

- The time passes quickly.
- Yeah.

- Oh, look at this!
- Hmm?

You heard right, ladies.

Spike reductions, tail
enlargements, even scent changes

for just $29.95. We'll
make it bigger, smaller.

Make you smell like a
daisy at Surgery King.

If you can find the same surgical
procedures anywhere for less,

I'll match it, or your
second surgery is free!

And you can believe me because
I'm not just the announcer...

I'm also a chief of surgery.

- Move it.
- What?! You're not serious!

Charlene, you can't
change your scent.

- It's a scam!
- You don't know that!

Tonight we go behind
the scenes at Surgery King.

- What?
- Where bogus promises
of scent changing

have already lured
countless, gullible saps.

After that, two more
depressing stories,

then a bit of fluff from
the old, whiny guy.

- I'm gonna smell forever.
- There's nothing wrong
with your scent.

Your scent is who you are, and I
think you're a wonderful young girl.

Yeah? Yeah, well
if I'm so wonderful,

how come the only
guy who sees it spends

most of his time with
his head in the toilet?

You know what?

I think we should invite
Ray over for dinner.

Uh-huh. And the twisted, misguided
logic behind that would be...

That in a relaxed,
social setting,

you can get to know
what Ray is really like.

Oh, you're right, Mom.

Yeah. It's time we
move past the glamorous,

debonair image we all
have of school custodians.

Look, if he's as awful as you say,
you have nothing to worry about.

Your father will never give
his blessing for a marriage.

What?

This can't be happening to me.

- I'll get it.
- No! No, tell him we moved.

Tell him it's the wrong
address, Mom. Please.

OK. I don't want to
prejudice you in any way, Dad,

but you've got to take a
long, hard look at this guy

and see him for the
fat loser he really is.

Now, don't worry.

I'm not gonna let just anybody
walk off with my little princess.

Earl, this is Ray Gherkin.

- Howdy-do!
- I like him.

- Dad!
- It's nice to meet you,
Mr. Sinclair.

Hope you don't mind, but I
parked my truck on your lawn

so's I can keep an eye on it.

Don't want nobody
stealing my new gun rack.

- Smart.
- Hey, Smokey!

Hi, Ray. Uh, what's
that under your arm?

I didn't want to show up at
the in-laws empty-handed.

- Brewski?
- You read my mind.

All right! I bet I can
guzzle faster than you.

- You're on!
- OK, here we go!

Pretty dreamy, huh, Mom?

- I'm champion.
- Wow! Doesn't that hurt?

Can ain't got no
feelin'. Right, Earl?

What a clever insight,

but I believe, now, my
husband has some questions

- he'd like to ask you.
- Yes! Yes, yes, yes!

- Questions? Oh, yeah, right. Um...
- Uh-huh.

Could you teach me that
thing with the beer can?

Earl!

- That ain't no big thing.
- Hmm?

Here, Ray. Why
don't you sit down?

- Oh, OK.
- No, Mom!

So, Ray. Charlene tells
me you're a custodian.

Yeah, but I'm just doing it for the
money, which ain't all that good.

But I can swipe all
the disinfectant I want.

Well, anyhoo, I'm taking night school
so I can make something of myself.

Oh, really? Night school.

- Please.
- Yep. Some say it's a dream,

but someday...

I'm gonna be a tree pusher.

- You wanna be a tree pusher?
- Yeah.

Reach for the stars.
That's what Daddy said.

Never said nothin' else.

That's when we had to keep him
in that little room under the stairs.

Hey, tree pushing's
a noble profession.

You've gotta be a special kind of guy
to push down hundreds of trees a day.

Are you sure you're up to it?

Yep. Long as I got a good,
sturdy female behind me.

Watch it!

I know exactly what you mean.

Would you excuse me
for a minute, please?!

Look, my life is
flashing before me.

And it's your life,
Mom. Do something!

Um... Why don't we have
dinner and chat some more?

I'm sure we have
a lot to talk about.

No, no. I think we can
skip the formalities, Frannie.

- Ray.
- Yeah.

I'd be honored to have you
as a member of my family.

You adopting me?

No. I'm giving you my
blessing to marry my daughter.

Well, hot doggies! Did
you hear that, Charlene?

Now there ain't nothing to
stop us from getting hitched.

Frail little bird, ain't she?

- So, you're making a new scent?
- Yeah. I've got to.

My real scent
attracted a janitor.

You'd have someone
to clean up your room.

Yeah... And yet,
something is missing.

- Several key chromosomes?
- For starters.

You think rubbing
on this other scent

is gonna help you attract
a better class of guy?

- Yeah.
- What a bizarre concept.

Hey, it's worth a
try. Here we go. Ah!

- OK. Come on,
smell me, smell me.
- OK, OK.

What do you smell?

- I'm in a pine forest...
- Good.

- High in the mountains...
- Yeah.

A sweet, alpine breeze caresses
me with the scent of jasmine...

- Jasmine.
- Honeysuckle,

and a fiery heap of
burning whitewalls.

There's got to be
a way out. I mean...

There's got to be
something I can do!

Refer to scent...

Scent, hmm, scent,
scent. Where is it?

Oh, here it is!

OK... All right...

- Charlene, it's two
in the morning.
- What?

- What are you doing?
- Well, I'm just reading,
Grandma.

Hey, shouldn't you be asleep?

I try to stay up at night so I'm
out cold when your father's around.

Nah.

- So... you're reading.
- Yeah.

What is it, fashion catalogues?

No, no. I'm studying
a medical text

on reptilian,
olfactory function.

- I'm old, don't mess
with my world.
- Oh, no, no, no. Grandma.

Several of these books mention
one particular flower with enzymes

so powerful that it can actually
change a dinosaur's body chemistry.

If I could find that flower, I
might be able to change my scent.

You're talking about
the McGuffen lily.

Yes, that's it! Oh, that's
the one! Where is it?

Well, nobody knows for sure.

Legend has it that
it grows in a valley

on the other side of
the super continent.

Look, you've got to
tell me how to get there.

Please. It's the only chance
I've got to change my scent.

Charlene, sweetheart,
you can't change your scent.

Fine, fine.

Then I'll marry Ray,
he'll move in here,

and you'll have someone exactly
like Dad around all the time.

Um... I'll draw you a map.

Let's see... North
by northwest...

Yeah, OK. Here we go.

OK...

OK... Uh...

OK. OK, if this map is right,

there should be a whole field
of lilies just beyond these vines.

All right, we're about there.

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What!? Drive-thru? There
are no roads out here!

Sure, now, but when there are,

you watch everyone start
scrambling for all the good locations.

- Then we'll see
who's crazy, huh?
- Well, maybe you can help me.

Oh, sure. You picking
up or dropping off?

No, no. I'm looking for
a special kind of flower.

The McGuffen lily.

Uh, beautiful little thing
with golden blossoms

and a wondrous, almost
mystical, fragrance?

Yes! Yes! Have you seen it?

- Sure, the place
was lousy with them.
- What?

That was before we paved the
whole thing over to build the hut.

There's still some
around, right?

- You didn't tear them
all up, did you?
- Uh, 'fraid so.

Hey, if you don't want
any pictures developed,

you got anything
you want laminated?

- No.
- Uh, film to video transfer?

No. I needed those flowers.

- I can make you a key.
- Shut up!

Oh, boy. I can't believe I
came all this way for nothing!

Oh, I'd hardly say nothing.

Bring this coupon next time and
you get free double prints. Eh?

How am I supposed to
change my scent now?

Those flowers were my only hope.

- Aah, tough break, kid.
- Yeah.

Say, on your way home, could you
stick some of these flyers on trees?

I'm dying out here -

I still don't understand how you
could let her go off on a dangerous trip

like that all by
herself. She's only 15!

Oh, beauty!

I don't know what
I was thinking.

Well, I can't just
stand here waiting.

- I'm calling the police.
- Don't bother, I'm back.

Charlene, thank
heavens! Are you all right?

- I'm fine.
- Did you find the lilies?

No. The legendary lilies
were all plowed under

to make room for a
one-hour photo booth.

I wish I'd known. I had film.

That was such a
crazy thing to do.

Anything's worth it to
get out of marrying Ray.

But you can't get out of it.
This is the way nature planned it.

- This is your destiny.
- Well, I want
a different destiny.

Honey, marriage is not that bad.

Sure, Ray may seem like
not the best catch in the world,

but with your help he
can grow and change.

- Just look at your father.
- Bad example.

I've been working with him,
shaping him, for 20 years

and with wonderful results.

Why you can see he's
so much more... more...

- Fat.
- Mother!

I'm trying to give
her a reason to live!

Uh, I found a
reason to live, Ma.

I... I climbed a mountain.

I crossed a desert. I
hiked a thousand miles.

- You climbed a mountain?
- Yep.

And I discovered I'm
capable of anything.

And that there's a world of
adventure and challenge out there.

But now the only adventure
in my life will be discovering

new ways to get beer
stains out of Ray's overalls.

- Rub in a little club soda?
- So Thursday night...

- Oh, Charlene, you're back.
- Yeah.

Ray, you are losing it, pal.

When I was courtin' Frannie,
I could smell her a mile away.

Depending on the
prevailing winds, of course.

Smokey, is that you?

Yeah, it's me.

- Whoo-ee, you stink!
- Huh?

Hey, Ray. Hey, a word of advice.

You don't usually talk to your
wife like that until after the wedding.

Oh, I don't care. That smell
could knock a rat off a road pizza.

- What?
- You've done
something to your scent.

You go back and hose yourself
off. Get yourself smelling right.

- Now, go on, girl. Git.
- But... Mom? What does he mean?

I mean, I don't
smell different, do I?

- Well, you do to him.
- So...

Don't you see, your
scent has changed.

But how could it? I
never found the flowers.

You tried to find them.

When everyone said you
couldn't change your scent,

- you still went out and tried.
- Ohh...

The old Charlene
would have just given up.

You've changed,
Charlene. In here.

- I'm a-waiting.
- Aah... Yeah...

- I'm sorry, Ray...
- Huh?

- But I'm not going anywhere.
- Oh?

And I'm not going to marry you.

Don't you sass me, girl!

There's plenty of females out there'd
give their eyeteeth to be with me.

- Well, then marry one of them.
- Huh?

You belong with someone
who's missing some teeth.

All right, I'm out
of here, dadgumit.

But you won't forget me, girl.

Every time you see a shiny,
white toilet staring back at you

like a polar bear's butt, you're
gonna remember Ray Gherkin, janitor!

- Oh!
- There! Now,
I'm gettin' out of here.

I'm gonna miss
that colorful dialect.

Charlene, are you crazy!

Letting that gem of a
guy walk out of here?

You go out there and
apologize to him right now!

- No, Daddy.
- What did you say?

I said I'm not
apologizing to Ray.

And I'm not marrying
anyone until I'm ready.

Okeydoke.

Hey, what happened to Ray?

He's out there taking
his truck off the blocks.

- I threw him out.
- Oh, yeah, right.

I did and I've got news for you.

I'm not gonna let you
walk all over me anymore

with your macho,
teenage male posturing,

and your pseudo-intellectual,
anti-establishment attitude.

- What'd you find out there? A thesaurus?
- Ha!

Look, don't push me, Charlene.
I know your weak spots.

I could reduce you
to rubble like that.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Take your best shot.
- OK, all right,
you asked for it.

Your sweater.
It's got... a snag.

It's only clothing.

Aah!