All language subtitles for My.Favorite.Martian.S02E08.The.Great.Brain.Robbery.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-NTb_Subtítulos01.ENG

(ambient music)

(laughing)

(erasers clapping)

- Boy.

You could've saved
me an awful lot

of trouble in grammar school.

(laughing)

- You?

Cleaning the erasers?

Oh come now Tim, I
don't visualize you
as the teacher's pet.

- Oh yeah.

Listen, I had a real beat.

And she was a swinger.

(laughing)

Well oh listen.

For you a little something to

celebrate your new
status as teacher.

Although frankly Hilmore,
I have the vaguest idea

why you're getting
involved in all this.

- Well Tim, I did
think it was about time

I made some financial
contribution around here.

And when Mrs. Brown told me
that she knew of this boy,

Eddy Prescott, who
needed some gray matter.

- Eddy Prescott?

That is a hard way
to make a buck.

- Yeah, I understand he
is a bit of a terror.

- Well a 12-year-old hardened
criminal is more like it.

(laughing)

Of course I guess
kids do toughen up

in this California climate.

(laughing)
Do you like it?

Open it.

- Oh Tim.

You shouldn't have.

(light music)

(buzzing)

(yelping)

- Oh come on Uncle Martin,
they're not the crown jewels

they're just a simple
pair of silver cuff links.

- Get those silver cuff
links out of this apartment.

- What happened?

- Silver.

They were practically
pure silver.

- I know, I paid for them.

(laughing)

- Silver is disaster for a
martian's electrical system.

Especially pure silver.

If I come close to pure silver,

it discharges my high
tension nervous system.

And short circuits
the solid state

protoplasma transistors
in my brain, brain!

- Simpler on the money.

Make it simpler.

- Simpler.

Simpler, eh?

Simpler for a simpleton.

Alright, then it changes
me into a bird brain.

- He he, hords.

- Well anyway Tim it's
the thought that counts.

But here after, stick
to gold and platinum.

They reinforce a martian's
electrical field.

- Alright, I'll tell
you what I'll do.

I'll trade in the
silver cuff links

and get you a platinum bath tub.

- That sounds like a great idea.

But don't have anything
engraved on it.

- Oh?

- We martians don't
like to be ostentatious.

(laughing)

(beeping)

(ambient music)

(beeping)

(victorious music)

(cheerful music)

- Straighten up boy!

Shoulders back!

- I like round shoulders.

(laughing)

- I want you to make a good
impression on this new tutor.

- I don't like him.

- You have never met him!

- He'll give up,
like all my teachers.

(laughing)

- I intend to see you go
through the Air Force Academy

in the old family tradition.

(chuckles)

Off we go into the
wild blue yonder!

Off we go into the
wild blue yonder!

- You know I get air sick
every time I hear that song.

(laughing)

Learn something by the Beatles.

(laughing)

- Oh if I thought it would do
any good I would spank you.

- Let's not get rough.

Remember my braces?

(laughing)

They cost you 2,000 dollars.

Two grand worth of silver.

(laughing)

(patriotic music)

- What's that for?

- Well I thought we could use
a little school room touch.

(cheerful music)
(laughing)

(suspenseful music)

(laughing)

- Come on Martin will
you cut that out.

(laughing)

- Just a thought.

(laughing)
(knocking)

Outside that front door
at this very moment

there stands one small
cloud of juvenile

evil and incorrigibility.

That would be young
Eddy Prescott.

(laughing)
(cheerful music)

- Call me if you need
any judo holds broken.

(laughing)

- Well you must
be Eddy Prescott.

- Yeah.

(laughing)

- Please come in.

(suspenseful music)

Won't you sit down?

(laughing)

(eerie music)

- Hey quit pushing me.

Hey.
(laughing)

(closes door)

- I'm terribly sorry, Eddy,

but you must have stumbled.

- I did not stumble.
You pushed me.

- I was several feet
away from you, young man,

and I did not touch you.

- Forget it.

I hate studying.

- Have you ever tried it?

- No.

- Well then don't knock
it until you've tried it.

- And I don't like
teachers either.

- I understand your
father's in the Air Force.

- Yeah, Missile Command.

Off we go into the
wild blue yonder.

Like that.

- He tells me he'd
like you to go

into the Air Force Academy.

(disgusted groan)

- Is that an opinion or
a missile taking off?

(laughing)

- When does the tutoring start?

- Right now.

- Well you might as
well give up right now.

I'm not gonna learn anything.

(eerie music)

- Which is it Eddy?

You won't learn or
you can't learn.

- What does that mean?

- It means that I think you
are pretending to be dumb.

- I am not
pretending, I am dumb.

- You think you're too dumb to
get in the Air Force Academy.

You feel you've let
your father down.

- Well you don't
know how smart he is.

How can anyone be that smart?

Not me that's for sure.

- Eddy, you're not dumb.

You just never gave
yourself a chance to learn.

Your mind is like
this blackboard.

Good, but blank.

(ambient music)
(writes on blackboard)

It's as easy to learn as it is
to write on this blackboard.

The mind is just like that.

What's written on
it is remembrance.

- Even me?

- Even you, Eddy.

- Gee, Uncle Martin, I never
had a teacher like you before.

You even like me, don't you?

- Yes, yes, well,

- Yes, yes, well,

let's not get all caught up
in a wave of mortal emotion.

To learning.

Back to English grammar.

Now, let's get down to cases.

Dangling participles.

(ambient music)
(writes on blackboard)

(electric buzzing)
(beeping)

- Gee what was that?

- Yes what was it?

Sounded like an
electrical discharge.

- Felt like I got
a shot in the head.

- And I have a kind of
echo effect up in my head.

I can learn anything I want to
learn, dangling participles.

Now what in heaven's
name is that?

(laughing)

(cheerful music)

Now to the Pythagorean theorem.

- What's that?

- You've never had
plane geometry?

- Just measles
and hooping cough.

(laughing)

- Well plane geometry is a
branch of mathematics Eddy.

- Oh my head feels swollen.

- Well our first session
will be over soon.

Now just relax and let
the information penetrate.

That the sum of the
squares of the two sides

is equal to the square
of the hypotonus.

For instance, if the
sides were three inches

and four inches and
the hypotonus was five,

it would be nine plus
16 equals 25, right?

- It's not penetrating
Uncle Martin.

- Well it's like water
in the desert, Eddy.

The sand is so surprised
it takes a while

for the water to soak in.

(buzzing)

(laughing)

(beeping)

- There it goes again.

My head feels more swollen.

- Mmhmm, back to geometry.

What's the triangle
doing up there?

- You were telling me about
the Pythagorean theorem.

- Telling you what the what?

- The Pythagorean
theorem, you know,

where the sum of the
squares of the sides

is equal to the square
of the hypotonus.

- Yes, well...

(laughing)

I think that's enough
for today, Eddy.

I'll see you at the
same time tomorrow.

- Boy, wait until
I tell Pop and Mom

all I know about English
grammar and geometry.

Bye Uncle Martin.

- English grammar and geometry.

He knows all about it and
I can't remember a thing.

- Well how'd it go?

- Tim sit down over
there and get ready

with pencil and paper.

(laughing)

- You're kidding.

Come on Uncle Martin
you're not tutoring me.

- Stop that nonsense
and sit down, Tim.

Start a checklist of my brains.

(laughing)
- What?

- Start a checklist of
the things that I know.

Meteorology.

(beeping)

Present.

Plane geometry.

(wooshing)

Missing.

- What?

- Missing.

- You're kidding.

- English grammar.

(wooshing)

Missing.

- You're kidding?

- I don't even know what
a dangling participle is.

(wooshing)

(laughing)

- Missing.
(laughing)

- Intergalactic navigation.

- How do you spell that?

(wooshing)

- I don't know.

(laughing)
It's missing.

- Say, Uncle Martin look,

what about your
extrasensory perception?

You know, well,
your mind reading

and your levitation all that.

(beeping)

- Present.

Tim, however I'm facing some
kind of a diabolical plot.

- What do you mean?

- Some of my magnificent
martian brains are missing.

(dramatic music)

(cheerful music)
(yawning)

(sniffing)
- Now you made coffee yet?

- No, is it morning already?

- Yeah, did you finish
your brain checklist yet?

- Oh no, that's the
curse of being so gifted.

It may take days to
list all of the learning

that I have packed in my head.

- How much is missing?

- I don't know.

I can't understand it.

There's absolutely
no explanation.

- Well have you tried
your disappearing act?

(ambient music)

(laughing)

- Help I'm maimed.

- How about a splint?

(laughing)

(eerie music)

- Part of my disappearing
brains are missing.

- How could you
lose your brains?

- Well either I'm being
robbed or I have a slow leak.

(laughing)

Slow leak.

Slow leak.

Captain Prescott.

Coming up.

Grateful and confused.

- Lots of luck.

(laughing)

(dramatic music)

- Oh, oh, I'm Captain Prescott.

I can't tell you
how grateful I am.

You are doing
wonders with my boy.

- Well he's a very bright
and willing student.

- Bright and willing.

You're talking about Eddy?

Eddy Prescott?

- Of course.

Quick, bright,
responsive, obedient,
polite, and thoughtful.

- My son?

Well, I...

- Undoubtedly, he'll be able
to enter the Air Force Academy

with flying colors.

- All those books he was
reading this morning.

Celestial navigation, missile
physics, fission nucleonics.

- He was reading those?

This morning?
- Yeah.

(laughing)
(dramatic music)

- Boy when you tutor
you really tutor.

- Well that's just it.

I didn't mention those
subjects to Eddy.

And they're part
of my robbed brain.

- You mean Eddy is
the brain robber?

Well what a story this
would make for my paper.

I can just see
the headlines now,

The Great Brain Robbery.

(laughing)

- Hi Son.

- Hi Pop.

Say Pop, do you have any books

on missile fuels
for outer space?

And what about the state
of our research program

and the nuclear reactors
of particle propulsion?

(laughing)

- Well I'm gonna have another
little talk with your tutor.

(laughing)

- And it has to be
a short circuit.

- Well at least you
haven't lost your brains

about martian physiology.

Oh listen, I have
a question for you.

After this experiment, do
you think I may be able

to get these things to
work normally again?

- If by normal you mean
the inadequate television

by which Earth people are
satisfied, yes you are correct.

- What's this rig gonna show?

- A little wiring change
has converted them

to a brain tester and
internal analyzer.

Now examine the screen
closely with this.

- Huh, alright.

What am I looking for?

- A slow leak.
(laughing)

My brains could escape from
over-intelligence pressure.

(laughing)

- I haven't the faintest idea
what a slow leak looks like.

Oh.

Oh, here's something looks sorta

like a, a hammer
hitting an anvil.

- That's just my headache.

Oh it can't be a slow leak.

There's something about Eddy.

Something that's triggering
my override diaphragms

and collapsing the
fail-safe interlock.

(ambient music)

Uh-oh, Captain Prescott.

Coming up the stairs and
very, very suspicious of me.

I'll have to use some
diversionary tech.

- Off you go into
the wild blue yonder.

(laughing)

- Come in Captain.

(door closes)

I know why you've come over.

- You do?

- Of course.

You see I knew how
anxious you were

for Eddy to be interested
in the Air Force,

space and missiles
and things like that.

- I would like the boy to
go to the Academy, yes.

- So I sort of got him
interested in space.

Let's say I undertook
a bit of diplomacy

at the 12-year-old level.

- Yes, but I'm rather
concerned about his topics.

- Naturally I know very
little about such matters.

So I'm afraid I
invented some things.

Pure fiction of course.

Science-fiction.

- Oh.

Oh yes.

Oh yes.

Then his interest in my books,

that would be his
source of information.

- Well certainly not me.

I know absolutely
nothing about space.

(laughing)

- Sir, you are doing
a magnificent job.

Simply magnificent.

- Thank you.

- No not at all, thank you sir.

(patriotic music)

- Now if Eddy will just stop
putting my brains on display.

(laughing)

Your father was over
a while ago, Eddy.

And he's very impressed
with your progress.

- It's just great at
home now, Uncle Martin.

Mom's proud and Pop's
grinning from ear to ear.

- That's just wonderful, Eddy.

Tell me, do you like television?

Tell me, do you like television?

- Sure.

But, well it takes
time from study.

(ambient music)

What are you doing?

- You'll see.

(ambient music)

- You're not gonna
have me watch TV.

- Just a few perception tests.

Now sit down, right there.

That's it.

- There's no sound.

- That's alright, now, now,

just concentrate
on that picture.

Now what do you see?

- Just some lines.

- Good heavens.

Even your eight sinus cavities
are filled with brains.

- What?

- Oh, I,

I said that you are,

you're getting so smart
that your sinus cavities

will soon be full of brains.

(buzzing)
(beeping)

(laughing)

- There it goes again.

- Your mouth.

Those braces, what
are they made of?

- Silver.

- Silver?

Silver braces?

Eddy, Eddy now this
is very important.

Don't get up, no, no, no,
don't come any closer.

- Whatever you say, but why?

- Why?
Why?

- Why?
Why?

Oh well, well it's my eyes
they're very sensitive today.

It's all that glare.

- Okay, I thought you
were gonna make fun of me.

- Oh no, no, no, no,
Eddy not that, not that.

Intergalactic astronomy.

(whooshing)

Gone.

(laughing)
(knocking)

(suspenseful music)

- Oh excuse me, I
have news for Eddy.

Oh son, I've just been
transferred to Washington.

- We've gotta move again?

- I'm sorry boy.

We have to be on that
plane by 8 o'clock tonight.

- Tonight?

You're moving to Washington and
you're taking Eddy with you?

- Yes.

And just when Eddy's been making

such wonderful
progress with you.

I'm sorry.

Oh look Eddy don't
worry about packing.

Your mother and I will
tend to those things.

We'll see you.

(ambient music)

- I'm sorry too, Uncle Martin.

Everything was going
so swell at home.

School, with the other kids.

- You've learned
how to study, Eddy.

You want to learn.

It'll be easy from now on.

- Are you sure?

I won't just be dumb?

- Never again, Eddy.

Never again.

- I better help
Mom and Pop pack.

- Of course, Eddy.

- Can I see you before I go?

- Oh yes, yes, of course.

Tim.

Tim, come out quick.

I know now what's
happened to my brains.

That boy's mouth is filled
with braces, silver braces.

(laughing)

- Well what's that
got to do with it?

- The electrical attraction
of all that silver

overloaded my synaptic
microswitch in my pituitary.

He bloated it and allowed a
high intensity electrical drain.

- Oh, so that's he
got your brains.

- Mhm, getting them
back will take an

enormous amount of
electrical energy

and I have until
8 o'clock tonight.

- Oh, oh, oh.
(laughing)

I lost my brains.

I can feel the electricity.

(laughing)

- Not humorous.

Now the Prescotts leave at
8 p.m. for Washington D.C.

The formula for
getting my brains back

should be very simple.

I lost them by superior
electrical discharge.

I'll simply reverse the process.

Now let's see how much
electricity I can produce.

(buzzing)
(eerie music)

(laughing)

(whistling)

(dramatic music)

- Ah, boy is that hot.

Oh.

- Not nearly enough electricity
to get all my brains back.

But time is short,
I'll have to try.

I'll have to find some
way of getting Eddy alone.

- Yeah, but what's gonna
happen to him, Uncle Martin?

He's so happy now being smart.

His mother and father are happy.

He's got friends.

- I'm not heartless.

- It was just a thought.

- If and when I get my brains
back it will leave a vacuum.

Now nature abhors the vacuum.

It will fill the
vacuum with knowledge.

The boy will be left with a
burning thirst for knowledge.

- Well, alright, alright.

- The important thing is his
attitude toward learning.

He knows he can now
and he wants to.

- Okay, I said alright.

- He has friends.

He's happy.

He'll still be happy when
I take back my brains.

(ambient music)
(knocking)

- Hello Eddy, may I come in?

- Sure, we're packing.

(door shuts)

(eerie music)
(buzzing)

- Woah.

I'm sorry Mrs. Prescott
isn't here to meet you.

She's at the airport
picking up the tickets.

There's more stuff ready for
the barrels as you ready.

- Okay Pop.

(ambient music)

(buzzing)
(beeping)

(laughing)

- What was that?

- I tripped.

Over an extension cord.

(ringing)

- Hello?

Oh yes dear.

Yes, a little after six.

Alright.

Bye.

Eddy, you better
go up and change.

We have to leave in an hour.

- Okay Pop.

- That boy's gonna
miss you, sorry.

- We,

I mean I don't have very
much time so if you'll,

well please tell,

tell the good bye.
- Oh sure.

Would you write me and let
me know how he's getting on?

- Certainly, certainly.

- Thank you.

- [Both] Good bye.

- Bye.

(ambient music)

- Any luck?
- No.

Tim, there's only one way
to get my brains back.

I'll have to do it
with my space ship.

I'll need two clouds, one
negative and one positive.

With the boy in
the negative cloud

and me in the
positive cloud I can

use the full polarization
power of my space ship

as a magnet and
pull my brains back.

Come on.

(laughing)

(ship engine revving)

(beeping)

- Just one chance.

But I wonder what the
noise will be like.

When my brains leave
Eddy's head and

that vacuum suddenly
develops in there.

Eight, seven, six, five,
four, three, two, one.

Eight, seven, six, five,
four, three, two, one.

(buzzing)

(laughing)
(beeping)

Celestial navigation.
(beeping)

Check.

Wash on ecology.
(beeping)

Check.

Plane geometry.
(beeping)

Check.

Intergalactic navigation.
(beeping)

Check.

(laughing)

Captain Prescott
says that he and Eddy

are comfortably settled
at his new place

and that everything is
going fine with the boy.

- Does he have anything to say

about the great brain robbery?

- Oh heavens, says he is a
bit disappointed over Eddy

not being as knowledgeable
as he was here with us.

But he seems to be
making things up

with his great thirst
for higher learning.

Well, as I once said
to William Shakespeare,

thus have I politically
begun my reign,

it is my hope to
end successfully.

Go to, go to, all's
well that ends well.

- Hey look, it's from
the telephone company.

They sent back that dime I lost

in the telephone
booth last week.

(buzzing)

- Put that thing away
it's a dime, it's silver.

(laughing)

- To be or not to be
that is the question.

(laughing)

- Oh well I guess your
brain stealing a little bit

of my Shakespeare
knowledge can't hurt.

- Was it by opposing
and them dying?

Sleep.

Perchance to dream.

(snoring)

(laughing)

(victorious music)

(ambient music)