All language subtitles for 20 - Samantha Meets the Folks

You like that?

Honey, take a look at this.

"To Miss Tabatha Stephens."

Her first letter.
How about that?

Who is it from?

It's from my folks.

Anything new?

I'll tell you in a minute.

Yeah, they're coming to
see Tabatha in two weeks.

Oh, marvelous. It'll
be fun seeing them.

Well, that depends.

The last time they visited,

it wasn't exactly
my idea of fun.

Well, darling, it
wasn't my fault

that Aunt Clara picked
the same weekend to visit.

I was surprised when she
came down the chimney.

Is that how she arrived?

Mm-hmm.

Poor dear, she was so lonely.

I didn't have the
heart to turn her away.

Oh, it's so nice
to see you again.

Oh, it's nice to
see you too dear.

Oh, well, we'll have a
lovely weekend together.

Weekend?

Doorknobs are all very
well, but they're not family.

Aunt Clara.

I count them when I'm lonely.

But somehow, you know,

today they didn't
seem to do the trick.

And then I remembered
the lovely invitation

you gave me to come
here whenever I wanted to.

I see.

Now, where is that nice
mortal you're married to?

Darrin went to
pick up his parents.

They're spending
the weekend too.

Oh.

Oh, I've picked a
bad time for a visit.

Oh, well, never mind. I'll
leave before they arrive.

No, you won't.

Now, I haven't met
Darrin's parents.

It would be kind of nice to have
you around for moral support.

Besides, we have plenty of room.

Now, are you sure I
won't be in the way?

Of course not.

And I'd like them to
meet my favorite aunt.

Oh, ho. You are a nice girl.

Now, why don't I
show you to your room?

And you can get
cleaned up and rest

before you have to meet
Darrin and his parents.

No, I think I'll wait for
my bag and umbrella.

They weren't ready and
packed when I wanted to go,

so I just left them there.

Teach them a lesson.

I can't wait to see him.

Oh, I hope she hasn't
let him lose weight.

He can't afford to lose weight.

Oh, he's probably in the
last stages of malnutrition.

Oh, now, you know
that isn't what I meant.

Oh, there he is!

Oh, Darrin! Oh, Darrin!

Uh-oh. Here come the waterworks.

Three months away and it's
like he's back from the grave.

Well, it's too long for a son
to be away from his mother.

Much too long.

Marriage obviously
agrees with you boy.

I've never seen you look better.

Have you, Phyllis?

Oh, he looks terrible.

How can you say he looks well?

He looks terrible.

Have you been eating
the right foods, Darrin?

Oh, I feel great, Mom. Honestly.

Never mind.

I'll fatten you up with
some good home cooking

in a couple of days.

Meet my wife, the diplomat.

Now what did I say wrong?

There's our luggage.

Sam's a pretty
good cook too, Mom.

Sam?

Samantha.

Oh, Samantha. Oh,
I'm sure she is dear.

And you know I'd cut off my
right arm rather than interfere.

I just thought I'd give
her a few tips though.

Can she make chicken cacciatore?

No, Mom.

No one can make chicken
cacciatore the way you can.

Oh!

It's nice that there's something
you need your mother for.

Well, let's go.

I'm anxious to meet
this bride of yours, Darrin.

I'll bet she's something
really special.

Pop, you win your bet.

Oh!

Oh, there you are.

I told you I wouldn't
wait for you.

Well, don't stand
there like that.

Come in, come in, come in.

Now, your room is
the second on the left.

I'll check dinner
and be right up.

Oh, it smells good.

Pot roast.

I wanted to serve
something more exotic,

but I thought I ought
to stay on safe ground.

Exotic?

Yes, you know, beef
stroganoff, coq au vin.

Something that would really
impress Darrin's mother.

Oh, don't you worry, dear.

I just know they're
going to love you.

How can you be so sure?

I'm a witch.

I can't tell you
how excited I was

when we heard that
Darrin was married.

Fainted four times. Four.

He's exaggerating as usual.

Oh, I will admit
that I was surprised,

but I'm not one of those mothers
who want to keep their children

tied to their apron strings.

Then why is everything
in Darrin's room bronzed?

Well, there's nothing wrong
with being sentimental.

I think it's rather nice.

His tennis racquet?

Now, why don't you
two men leave us alone

so that I can get acquainted
with my daughter-in-law?

Come on, Pop. I'll
show you your room.

Right.

You treat her well now, Phyllis.

I like this girl.

Now we can talk.

I just wanted you to know
that you don't have to worry

about me being one of those
interfering mother-in-laws.

Why, I'd cut off
my right arm first.

Well, I wouldn't
want you to do that.

Of course if you, uh...

If you do need any
help, I'm always available.

That's nice to know.

Well, I do know a little more
about Darrin's habits than you.

So if there's anything
you want to know,

anything at all,
feel free to ask.

Darrin tells me
you're a good cook.

Well, I'm still learning.

Oh, good.

That is, maybe I can give you

the recipes for some of
his very favorite dishes.

Do you know how to make
pineapple upside-down cake?

No, I don't.

Then there are his hives.

I don't know how
to make those either.

No, no, dear.

That's an allergy.

It's a rash he gets.

I'll show you how to treat it.

Oh, I've cured that.

You cured his rash?

Oh, yes.

We found out he only got it
when he ate chicken cacciatore.

I see.

My, this is a... This
is a lovely room.

Did you, um...?

Did you have a decorator?

No, I did it myself.

Well, absolutely lovely.

I'll bet you can't
wait to get it finished.

Finished?

Well, really all it needs is a
few knickknacks to warm it up.

Darrin is used to that.

He always had them at home.

Oh, I've got more than enough.

I'll send you some
when I get back.

Oh, why, thank you.

Oh, uh, Darrin,

I was just telling Samantha
how lovely the room looks.

Oh, yes, it does
have a nice clean look.

I hate a room that's all
cluttered up with ornaments.

You know, we really don't know
very much about you, Samantha.

What did you do before
you married Darrin?

Well, I, uh, traveled a lot.

With your family?

Sometimes.

Do you get to see
much of your mother?

Oh, she pops in and out.

And what about
the rest of your...

famil... Oh, hello, Aunt Clara.

Oh, hello, everybody.

Come on, I want you
to meet everybody.

Aunt Clara, this
is Mrs. Stephens.

And Mr. Stephens.

How do you do?

And that is Darrin.

Oh... Uh, this is an
unexpected pleasure.

You haven't met Darrin before?

Oh, well, I've met him,
but he hasn't met me.

Uh, in the flesh, I mean.

So to speak.

Aunt Clara is going to spend
the weekend with us too.

She is?!

Uh, I... I mean, she is?

Wouldn't you like to see
my doorknob collection?

Why, yes, I...

I beg your pardon?

Aunt Clara collects doorknobs.

I have 3000.

Where did you get them all?

I don't remember, but
there are a lot of people

having a heck of a time
trying to open their doors.

Samantha, could I
speak to you for a minute?

When?

Now.

Yes. Excuse me.

Maybe this would
be a nice chance

for us to have a little chat.

Darling, I was just as
surprised as you were.

I turned around, and there
she was sitting in the fireplace.

She came down the chimney.

Oh, well, darling,

you can't blame
someone for being old.

She used to come
through the wall

just the same as everybody else.

Oh, great.

She's really very sweet.

I'm sure she is, darling,

and I'd love to have
her here any other time,

but not this weekend.

My parents are plain,
simple folks who...

Darrin. Darrin.

Darling, I can't
ask her to leave.

I couldn't bear to see her hurt.

You can understand
that, can't you?

I suppose so, honey.

I know it's inconvenient,

but I'm sure your
parents will understand.

Besides, what possible
harm could she do?

Yes, I'm a witch.

All my family are.

It's sort of a family thing

that has been handed
down, you know.

But the witch game
isn't up like it used to be.

Oh, no.

Now, there was a time when
you could cast a spell on someone,

and they knew it.

Not now.

No, not now.

Well, now, take the Yankees.

Oh, the Yankees?

Well, they lost two World
Series in a row, didn't they?

Uh, you put a spell on 'em, huh?

Well, Bertha and me.

Bertha and you.

Oh, well, um, I'm so
glad you don't mind.

Mind?

About Samantha being one.

Oh. Heh, heh.

Samantha's a witch too, huh?

Uh, yes, yes.

But, uh, she's trying
to get away from it.

Uh, bothers Darrin.

Well, I, uh...

I think I'll go for
a little... fresh air.

If you don't mind.

Shan't be long.

Why, I used to go through
a wall, whoo, just like butter.

I think I'll try the front door.

She's kind of cute, isn't she?

What about your sister, Madge?

That's not the
same thing at all.

Madge has a quirk that's all.

Quirk?

She thinks she's a lighthouse.

You call standing
on the garage roof

when it rains to
warn ships at sea,

a quirk?

That woman
believes she's a witch.

Now, you can't tell
me that's normal.

Oh, well, Darrin
isn't married to Clara.

And I think Samantha
is a perfect wife.

Perfect?

She can't even make a
pineapple upside-down cake.

What kind of a family has
poor Darrin married into?

Oh, please.

Oh, Darrin, do you think
everything is going all right?

I don't know what
you're so worried about?

Pop thinks you're great.

Yes, but what about your mother?

I'm sure she likes you too.

Obviously the flight upset her.

She's just not
herself, that's all.

Oh, I don't know.

I just don't know.

I have a funny feeling there's
something out of whack.

The only thing out of
whack is your Aunt Clara.

Well, at least you know
where you stand with her.

Well, has Mom said anything?

Oh, no, of course not.

I know she's trying to be nice.

I've done everything
I can to please her.

I just don't know.

I have a funny feeling, that's
all, there's something wrong.

Hello, dears.

Everything all right?

Yes, everything's ready.

Just keep your fingers crossed.

Oh, I don't believe
in superstition.

I just know that everything
is going to be perfect.

Oh, dear.

I better go empty the
ashtrays in the living room.

Sam...

Now, Clara, Clara,
don't goof this up.

Now... Coq au vin.

Go away, chicken.
Go away, chicken.

Go away, chicken.

On, now that's better.

Oh.

Now... Now, for dessert...

pineapple upside-down cake.

It would be just my luck
if it came up, right side up.

Oh... I'm on a winning streak.

Please sit down, Mr. Stephens.

Oh, fine, sure.

Aunt Clara.

Make yourself comfortable.

Ahhh...

Hey, that smells
great! What is it?

Pot roast.

I would like to have served you
something, well, more exciting,

but cooking really
isn't one of my...

That's coq au vin.

Samantha?

Yeah, that's
what it is, all right.

Oh, it looks delicious.

I thought you said
you couldn't cook.

Quite a sense of humor
this girl of yours has.

Yes, she keeps
me laughing all day.

How did you know it
was my favorite dish?

Oh, does Mrs.
Stephens cook it for you?

Cook it?

She can't even pronounce it.

You must be a great cook.

Oh, you wait until you see

the dessert she's
whipped up for you.

What is it, Samantha?

Maybe it should be a surprise.

Pineapple upside-down cake.

Well, Phyllis, I guess you
can stop worrying now, huh?

Our boy couldn't
be in better hands.

What's the matter?

I have a sick headache.

You've been at it
again, haven't...?

Shhh! They'll hear you.

Zap! Coq au vin!

Wap! Pineapple upside-down cake.

I didn't make that food.

You promised me no witchcraft.

You said you were just
going to be yourself, but...

You didn't?

Well, who did?

I would say your prime
suspect is Aunt Clara.

Unless of course, your
mother's holding out on us.

What?

She isn't a witch too, is she?

Let's leave my
mother out of this, huh?

No matter what you say, Darrin,

it was a delicious meal, and
she hardly ate a mouthful.

Now, what can I do
to get her to like me?

Sam, let's just solve one
problem at a time, huh?

I think I'll have a little talk
with Aunt Clara after dinner.

Now, Darrin, if you
hurt her feelings,

I'll never forgive you.

She was only trying to help.

Well, I'll just ask
her to stop helping.

Be tactful.

Don't worry.

I'll tactfully tell her
that the position

of house witch
is already filled.

Hm? Come in.

Oh.

Am I disturbing
anything, Aunt Clara?

Oh, not at all, not at all.

No, I'm just polishing
my doorknobs.

It must be quite a job
keeping those clean.

Well, it keeps me
out of the pool halls.

That was quite a
dinner you whipped up.

Oh, I still know a trick or two.

Oh, that's what I wanted to
talk to you about, Aunt Clara.

You see, my mother
and father, they aren't...

used to, um... witchcraft.

You see that?

Now, to a doorknob collector,

that's equivalent to
the Hope diamond.

Hmm.

I-it's not that we don't
appreciate your trying to help.

Such a nice sparkle.

I wouldn't even have
brought it up at all,

except that...

well, my mother and
father... just don't understand.

Do you understand what
I'm saying, Aunt Clara?

Oh, it's nice of you to look
at my doorknob collection.

Not many young people care
about that sort of thing nowadays.

Come on, bag.

We must go.

Did you talk to Aunt Clara?

Uh-huh.

You didn't upset her, did you?

She didn't seem to be upset.

Did she understand?

I don't know, it's hard
to tell with Aunt Clara.

I think I better go
up and see her.

I thought I'd give you
a hand with the dish...

Oh. Oh, you've
already done them.

Isn't their anything I can do?

Nothing at all, Mom.
Sam's done it all.

Oh, you should get

the Good Housekeeping
seal of approval, Samantha.

Thank you. I'll be right back.

Darrin, are you happy?

What?

Of course, Mom.

Now, if there's anything
you want to tell me about,

I'm always here.

I've never been
happier in my life.

Any problem at all, no
matter how large or how small.

Just because you're married

doesn't mean you still
can't some to your mother.

Mom, I don't have any problems.

Well, that's all right.

If you don't want to tell me
about it, that's fine with me.

You know I'd cut
off my right arm...

Phyllis, will you
leave the boy alone?

Well, now, hasn't the
mother the right to ask

if her son is happy?

Well, who wouldn't be happy

married to a dream
like Samantha?

Oh, she's a
lovely girl, all right.

Then why have you been
trying to find fault with her

ever since we arrived?

That's not true.

I mean, what do you want?

She's beautiful, she's
talented, she's even-tempered,

and she's a great cook.

I agree.

Then there's no argument!

Then there's no argument!

All right!

If there's no argument,

why are you two
yelling at each other?

What did you do to Aunt Clara?

I didn't do anything
to Aunt Clara.

Well, you must've
said something insulting

otherwise she
wouldn't have left.

Sam, do we...?

Darrin, you promised
you'd be tactful.

Do we have to discuss
this in front of...?

Yes, we do.

Now, Aunt Clara is a
guest in this house too.

You may not like it,
but she's my family.

Really, Samantha.

There's no need
to take it out...

Shut up, Phyllis.

I told you it's not
my fault she left.

Oh, yes, it is.

If you hadn't been so annoyed

because Aunt Clara
made the dinner,

none of this ever
would've happened.

She cooked dinner?

Yes, she did.

You may as well
know it right now.

I'm not a very good cook.

You're not?

No, I'm not.

I can't make coq au vin or
pineapple upside-down cake

or any of those fancy dishes.

Samantha... It's no use, Darrin.

I cannot pretend to
be something I'm not.

And I won't stand here
and see Aunt Clara hurt.

I don't blame you.

What did you say
to that nice old lady?

I didn't say... You be quiet.

Go on, dear.

Well, that's just about it.

I wanted you to think that I
was the perfect wife for Darrin,

and Aunt Clara thought
she was helping me.

The fact is I'm not very
good at housekeeping yet.

If you like me any
less for that, I'm sorry,

but you'll just have to accept
me as I am, faults and all.

Oh, Samantha...

you don't know how
happy you've made me.

What are you crying about?

Oh, what do you men
know about anything?

What's going on here?

I didn't want you
to be perfect, dear.

Well, then why did
you act as if you did?

Because I'm a... silly old woman

who was afraid she'd be
pushed aside and forgotten.

And you seem so self-sufficient
and so good at everything.

I just thought I wouldn't
be needed anymore.

Do you understand?

Yes, I do.

I'll go see if I can't
find Aunt Clara.

Oh, she's at the bus station.

How do you know?

I asked her umbrella.

Good thinking. I'll be
back in a few minutes.

Well, I hope he finds her.

You asked her what?

Oh, uh, family joke.

I just have a hunch she's there.

Well, maybe Aunt Clara is right.

You are a witch after all.

I am.

But don't spread it around.

No.

It'll be our secret.

Oh, Darrin, you
don't really think

that I bronzed your
tennis racquet, do you?

Of course not, Mom. I
knew Pop was kidding.

However, I did
bronze your shoes.

Your football shoes.

We're using them for book ends.

Say, how would you girls
like to see a little magic?

Oh, Frank, for heaven's...

We'll show you
a little trick here.

Uh, Aunt Clara. Yes?

Take a card out
of the deck, huh?

Just any card. Go on.

Take it outta
there, and look at it,

and put it back in.

Don't let me see it now.

Oh.

Let me see.

Hmm, all right.

You got it?

Yep.

All right, put it back in now.

Anywhere, just anywhere. Right?

Alrighty, now, let's see.

Your card is the,
uh... Heh, it's funny.

This always worked before.

You'll find it in your
top coat pocket.

Oh.

Now, how did you do that?

I'm a witch.

Oh, well, now, I think I'll
go for our little constitutional.

Do you mind if we
walk along with you?

Uh, er, walk?

Oh. Oh.

Oh, well, that might
be nice for a change.

You know, the next time we come,

I must bring my
sister, Madge, along.

She and Clara would have
a ball, wouldn't they, Frank?

Oh, dear...

They really seem to
have hit if off, haven't they?

They sure have.

And they think
you're the greatest.

That's nice.

Well, it's as I said, all
you had to be was yourself.

You're right, darling.

Samantha... You
said I should be myself.

I take it all back.

Maybe my folks aren't
ready for the real you yet.