All language subtitles for Bobs Burgers S11E06 Bob Belcher And The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Kids 1080p DSNP WEB-DL DDP5 1 H 264-FLUX (1)_track3_[eng]

BOB:
All right.

Everything's ready for tomorrow.

Ocean Avenue Business
Association Ocean Fest!

-Oh, I can't wait.
-Right, so we're all prepped.

And now you kids are going to be pepped,

'cause I'm about to give
you kids a great pep talk.

-Incredible start.
-Mm...

I'm pretty fired up.
It's working, Dad.

Great, I-I haven't really started it yet.

-And you lost me.
-Now hold on.

As you all know, Ocean Fest
is a big day for business.

And crafts and drinking
and music and drinking...

And middle-aged guys playing
steel drums in the street.

Anyway, my point is there's
gonna be a lot of foot traffic,

so I'm gonna need you guys to work ex...

I think it's gonna
be bigger than ever this year

'cause of the Creatures
of the Sea sculpture contest.

-A sculpture contest?
-Yeah.

All the businesses are making
sculptures of sea creatures

to put in front of their stores.

The prize is a $300 gift certificate

to any store on the street.

Even Mort's? Free funeral!

Guys, we need to win this.

Toys in the Hood is on Ocean Avenue.

$300-- that could get us through
the rest of our childhood.

We don't need to win
the sculpture contest.

We just need to win at working good.

But, Dad, my hands
were made for sculpting.

And for going like this.
(snorts)

I'm a little piggy.
(oinking)

Okay, just one to ten more questions

-about this sculpture contest.
-Mm.

You don't have to worry about it
'cause I already made

our sculpture.
Ooh, I'm gonna go get it!

Great. Oh, okay, uh,
now back to my pep talk.

-LINDA: Bob, do your pep talk!
-Yeah, I'm doing it, Lin.

Tomorrow morning,
I need you kids to hand out

these flyers for the restaurant.

(singsongy):
It's a mermaid who loves beef!

-Is that a used piñata?
-No, it's my sculpture.

It's papier-mâché.
I made it last night.

-Were you asleep?
-No. I maybe had some wine.

Did you wake up next to it
in a pool of your own vomit?

-No!
-Did you guys hear
what I said about the flyers?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
So that's definitely

what we're entering
in the sculpture contest?

-Hmm.
-Yes! She's pretty, isn't she?

She's not conventionally attractive,

but she has kind eyes.

They're kind of eyes.

And can we talk about
what color you painted her?

And why it's off-putting?

No, leave her alone.
Don't listen to them, mermaid.

I just don't think it's gonna
get the judges' attention.

Don't worry, I'll take care of it.

Um, we don't need to focus
on the sculpture, okay?

Ocean Fest should actually be
a good day for us.

So I need you kids to not be horrible.

I mean, I love you all,
but it'd be great if you

could just not be like
how you are sometimes.

I just really want to give
that mermaid a mer-makeover.

-A merk-over.
-No, don't touch her.

My sculpture's good.
She's beautiful.

If you don't look at her face.
Sorry. She's really pretty.

Hello, Bob.
Guess what time it is.

-It's 3:45.
-Ron, I was doing a thing!

-Oh, sorry.
-It's inspection time.

-I was gonna say.
-Nice.

Full disclosure: one booth
might have a booger under it.

Don't ask me how I know.

-Okay, that's enough.
-Thank you, Tina.

This prep area is damp.

I just cleaned it.

That makes sense-- you look damp.

These lettuce heads are stacked weird.

Is that illegal?

-No, it's... it's just stupid.
-Mm-hmm.

What do we have here?

-Rags?
-Wash... your...

greasy... rags!

Stop throwing them at me, Hugo.

Also, you missed every time.

-Good effort though.
-Hmph!

Well, Bob, you passed. Barely.

-That's our thing.
-Go, Dad.

I guess you get to stay open
during Ocean Fest.

You're a lucky little fishy.

-Lucky little fishy?
-Forget I said that.

I thought it would sound tough.
We're leaving!

That thing makes me uncomfortable.

-I made it.
-I love it.

Come on, Ron.

Please let tomorrow go okay.

It'll be great.

-I hope so.
-I know so.

It's like I can see the future.

You're there, you're looking
sexy selling burgers,

-you have a cool tattoo.
-Wait.

I have a cool tattoo tomorrow?

-Yeah, of a sword.
-Of a sword?

-Is that cool?
-You thought it was.

Hey, don't worry.
Tomorrow's gonna be...

it's gonna be good.

-You're probably right.
-(snoring)

And you're asleep.

Linda. Linda?

-Do you smell smoke?
-Yeah.

What's burning?

-Ah, it's probably nothing.
-(alarm ringing)

BOB:
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

-Oh, my God!
-Aah, my mermaid!

No. Why?

Oh, this is bad.

Okay, uh, maybe it's okay.

Uh, the-the fire didn't spread,
so maybe we can

still open?
Yeah, it's not so bad out there.

And we can cook in here, right?

It is cooked in here.

-What do you think started it?
-(clicking)

I have no idea. Crap!

The grill won't turn on.

That's not good.

-Mommy, Daddy?
-Yeah?

I think I might know
what started the fire.

-What?
-What, honey?

Me.

BOB:
Gene, how could you have started the fire?

You were upstairs, asleep.

It all began when Mom
showed us her weird...

I mean, good and not weird sculpture.

I couldn't stop thinking about the contest

and how her mermaid would never win.

And we'd never get to be up to our butts

in toy gift certificate money.

So, yeah.
I left Mom's old crimping iron plugged in,

and I guess it set the restaurant on fire.

I'm really, really sorry.

Oh, my God.
That was not great of you, Gene.

But it's gonna be fine.
But why did you do that?

Terrible. Bad.
I mean, I-I'm glad you told us.

But why did you do that?!

Sorry. Sorry.
But it'll be okay.

Maybe.
Probably not.

Bob! Linda!

Kids.
Oh, my God, Linda.

-Give me a hug. Come on.
-No. Uh-huh.

TEDDY:
I thought I lost you there, Bob.

-Mm-hmm. Mm.
-Let me look at you.

Kids, there you are.

Linda, all the stuff
we almost never got to say.

-We're okay, Teddy. W-Wait, wait, what?
-(panting)

W-Wow.
You're breathing really hard.

-I ran here.
-From your house?

No, from my truck.

It's, uh, parked out in the alley.

I'm just in really bad shape.

Well, thanks for coming.
Sorry we called you so early.

We can't start the grill
and we were thinking maybe

you could fix it,
like, really soon. Please?

I don't want to let go.
I don't want to lose you,

-you know? (crying)
-Uh-huh. I know.

I know, but it-it seems
like it'd be hard for you

to fix the grill
if you're also still hugging us.

(shushes)
Just a little longer.

GENE:
I feel terrible.

Don't end up like me, you guys.

I had so much promise.

Yeah, yeah. Uh-huh.

But you know, Mom and Dad, Gene actually

kind of got me thinking about something.

Yeah, honey? What?

Just that I, um,

also might have started the fire?

-What? H-How?
-No.

I shared Gene's opinion
that your sculpture

was sort of unlikely
to win us any toy money.

So, I, uh, snuck downstairs
in the middle of the night.

BOB:
Oh, my God.

Anyway, I just shoved, like,
a bunch of them into the mermaid.

So, yeah. I feel like,
by bringing a bunch of sparklers

into the restaurant, I maybe, potentially,

contributed to the fire.

(high-pitched):
Mm-hmm. Great. Yep. Uh-huh.

She didn't need sparklers.
She sparkled all on her own.

I'm sorry about the sparklers.
(scoffs)

Let's go back to blaming
Mr. Crimping Iron.

It's hard out here for a crimp.

-I think I figured out what's wrong.
-What? What is that?

It's your thermocouple.
It's why your grill isn't turning on.

-Uh, the-the what-a-couple?
-Your thermocouple.

It regulates your heat.
I think it got damaged by the water.

-A lot of stuff did.
-Yeah, those fire guys

went all Patrick Sprayzey in there.

So, can we get a new one and install it

-before Ocean Fest starts?
-I don't know. I'll try.

Your grill is old,
so this might not be a standard size.

I'll start calling around
and see if anyone has the part.

-(groans)
-You figured it out, Teddy. Good job.

Listen, Gene and I
haven't discussed this yet,

but we're both willing to move

our stuff out by the end of the day.

We'll find a place to live.

-Probably a nunnery.
-Or a Cinnabunnery?

I, um, kind of need
to tell you guys something, too.

Tina, no.

-Yeah.
-No.

Uh-huh.

'Cause, you know, oxygen and fire.
You-you do the math.

I'm really sorry.

What is wrong with all of you?!

Nope.
I didn't mean that.

It's okay.
(sighs)

Thanks, Tina, for telling us.

So, it sounds like Gene started the fire

with Mom's old crimping iron.

Louise gave the fire fuel
with all of the sparklers

and, Tina, you literally
fanned the flames.

Aw, working together.
I mean, that's not good.

Teddy, did you find
a new thermocouple thing yet?

I called everybody.

The closest I've come was
a restaurant equipment place

called Chef Marks The Spot.

But they sold the last one.
I said, "How could you do that?"

They said, "Who are you?"
I said, "Who are you?"

Aah!
I'll keep calling places.

Our street is about to be full
of hungry Ocean Fest people

and we can't feed them.

W-We got to figure out a way to cook.

We're gonna figure out a way to cook.

Kids, go hand out flyers.

So, the restaurant's open?

It will be, 'cause it's Ocean Fest,
damn it.

-Right, Bob?
-Yeah. I don't know how.

And hopefully the restaurant
won't smell like it does now.

But yeah.
Kids, go hand out flyers.

It seems like the least we could do

'cause of the whole fire thing.

Unless you guys already forgot about that?

-We remember.
-You got a good memory, Dad.

-For your age.
-And a great ass.

Thank you.

LOUISE:
Guys, we're horrible.

We set the restaurant on fire.

-Yeah. Why are we so bad?
-I know.

Aah! Damn it!
We're not even good at handing out flyers.

We got to fix this.

I mean, we can't
un-set the restaurant on fire,

but maybe we can un-horrible ourselves
and help Mom and Dad.

How?
We killed Dad's grill.

He can't even cook.
He's useless.

He's a sick joke.

What if we get the thermocouple thing?

We go to Chef Marks The Spot,
find out who bought it,

and track them down.

So, you in?
You in?

You both are making faces like you're in.

I have resting in face.
But yeah, I'm in.

-Tina?
-I'm in.

All right.
Operation un-horrible ourselves is a go.

Steel Songnolias, wait for me.

BOB:
All right, thanks.
I'll-I'll be right there.

Tell, uh, tell it I'm coming.
That was the rental place.

They have a portable grill we can rent.

I can go pick it up right now.

Oh, we have so much cleaning to do here.

-Hey, I can pick it up.
-Uh, really?

Yeah, 'cause otherwise
you'd probably want me

to clean this place, and it's a mess.

-It really is.
-Yep. So, bye.

Wait.
Where am I going?

The catering rental place, Teddy.
Supplies Party.

You think they'll be all right

with a guy in pajamas and slippers?

-I think they'll like it.
-Great.

LINDA:
Yoo-hoo!

-Bob, what do you think?
-Aah!

-I've been fixing her up.
-You gave it teeth?

Yeah.
She's smiling.

She's saying, "I'm okay. I'm alive."

I got to go put it out in front.

-Perfect.
-Oh, great, Jimmy's coming over.

Whoa-oh-oh!
Hey, I heard you had a fire this morning.

Good thing no one's ever in there,

or somebody could've gotten hurt. Zoom!

Good one, Jimmy-- if it's Opposite Day

and good ones are bad ones.

-(quietly): Nice, Bob.
-Oof.

-What the hell is that thing?
-It's a very brave mermaid

with an incredible story,

and a smile that lights up a room.

Hey, you want to see a sculpture?
Look at mine.

It's Trev.
I put a bunch of seaweed on him.

He's, like, a creature thing.

I think I'm allergic to seaweed, Jimmy.

Sculptures can't talk.

Well, I'm gonna head back to my restaurant

and get ready for Ocean Fest,
'cause mine didn't catch on fire

like an idiot.
Bye-zoom!

Oh, go French-kiss a jellyfish, Jimmy!

LOUISE:
Hello...

"Kyle."

We're just following up
on a phone call you received

this morning about, I believe,
it's called a thermocouple.

Oh, the, uh, heavy-breathing guy

who sounded scary but also vulnerable?

-Big-time.
-Yeah. I told him we sold the last one.

Totally.
We just need to know who you sold it to.

Oh. I don't think
I'm supposed to tell you that.

Dang. We can't break this guy.
Should we just go?

We're not leaving
until we get that name from you.

Wouldn't want your nice kitchen
supply store to get messed up.

-What?
-Oh. Look at this
beautiful display of whisks.

-Yeah. That was me.
-They go from small to large.

Thank you. You don't know
how hard I had to fight for that.

Well, what if this little one goes here?

-(Kyle gasping)
-And this one goes here.

And this one just gets
mushed in with this one?!

Okay, okay, I'll tell you.

Just stop messing with my whisks.

I don't know her name.

I just know she's opening
a new shrimp restaurant.

It's called A Shrimp-le Plan.

-I love her.
-You did good, Kyle.

Now go tend to your whisks.

We got to go see a shrimp about a lady.

TEDDY:
Here it is.

I got the grill.
And maybe a hernia.

But I'm fighting through it.

Thanks, Teddy. I guess
I need to put it on top of my grill

-so I can use the vent, right?
-That works.

-Just seems rude.
-What?

I don't know, it's like having an affair

with another woman on top of my wife.

I am a pretty sound sleeper.

Okay. Uh, grill?

I'm-I'm really sorry
for what we're about to do.

Here's the thing.
We're gonna put this...

other grill on top of you to cook.

It might feel weird,
but it's not long-term.

But... but you can't get hot right now.

(crying): You're...
you're gonna get better soon, though.

I know it.
Just shut your eyes.

Teddy, let's just do it!

I'm crying over here.

-LOUISE: Ugh! Nobody's here.
-TINA: What should we do?

Forget about the plan?
Come back when she opens this place?

-Eat a bunch of shrimp?
-You're allergic.

You don't know me!

Dang it!
Who locks all their doors when they leave?

Oh, my God.
I see it.

It's right there.
It's sitting on the counter.

Damn, look at the thermocouple
on that thing.

-Huh.
-Why'd you just say "huh" like that?

I mean, they won't
need it until they open.

Would it really make a difference

if we borrowed it until Dad got a new one?

You mean, like, steal it?

-Borrow, Tina.
-How? The door is locked.

-Well, windows get broken.
-N-No, they don't.

They do.
They get broken all the time.

I don't know, rocks,
croquet balls, drunk birds.

-Nope.
-Gene, help me find a rock.

-Gene, don't help her.
-Darn it.

-I only found a brick.
-Perfect.

Don't give it to her.
Take the brick and run!

I can't run with a brick.

I can barely run without a brick.

Louise, if we break the window
and take the thermocouple,

doesn't that make us actually horrible?

Maybe that's just what we are.

We set our restaurant on fire
this morning.

We're horrible.
We're bad eggs.

But if we take that thing,
at least it'll help Mom and Dad.

Uh...

-Wait, let me write a note.
-A note?

Yes. An apology note.
Something like,

"We're really sorry we broke your window,

love, Tina, Gene and Louise"?

No! No names.

Maybe just, "Here's a free brick"?

Oh, God, whatever.

Here, give me that.

All right, we're doing this.

-Oh, God, we're doing this.
-Yes!

Aah!

Bubba Gump, give us strength!

Aah!

Okay, just do it!
You're stressing me out!

Hang on.
I'm getting warmed up.

Aah!

Damn it!
I just don't think I can do it.

Gene, you try.

I can't do it.

-Tina?
-Fine.

Wait, no, I'm not doing it.

Hi.

Welcome to Bob's Burgers.
Ignore the smell.

We had a fire.
That's not the food.

-Are you guys open?
-Are we... open?

Uh, that is a good question.
Hold on.

Bob, how we doing back there?

BOB:
Why isn't it turning on?

Why is this grill also not working?

Why-why is this happening?

Why did everything
turn out the way it did?

-Hey, you sound like me every morning.
-(groans softly)

Uh-oh.
The propane tank is pretty light.

They might have forgotten to fill it.

-Oh, my God.
-LINDA: Bob?

Uh, ask them if they
like their burger cooked.

LINDA:
Excuse me, do you like your bur...

-(door bells jingle)
-Oh, you're leaving. Have a nice day.

I could go back to the place
and get a new tank.

No. You won't get back
till after the lunch rush.

Gah!
I wish I was made of propane.

I would get inside that tank
for you so fast.

Hi, parents.

-Hi, kids.
-Wait, wait.

Why are you still
holding all of the flyers?

-Y-You didn't pass them out?
-What the heck have you kids been doing?

-Should we just tell them?
-(sighs)

We didn't pass out flyers

'cause we've been trying to track down

the one thermocouple in this dang town.

And when we finally found it,

the only way to get it was
to break a window and steal it.

What?! No!

Oh, God.

It was Tina's idea.

Wait, what?

But we couldn't do it.

Kids, you can't go around
breaking windows.

Even if it is fun.

Smashing it and running away
and laughing...

-Lin.
-Kids, no!

No window breaking.
No stealing, too.

Even if that's fun.

Grabbing the thing
and running and laughing...

-Lin.
-Sorry.

You were right about us, Dad.

We are horrible.

And we felt horrible
about being so horrible.

And then we almost
did something horrible

because we felt horrible
about being horrible.

W-W-Wait, what?

We'll pack our things.

Actually, Mom,
if you could pack our things,

that'd be great.
We're really bad at packing.

This is Bob's Burgers, right?

Uh, yeah. But, uh, we don't have
the burgers part right now.

I was just stopping by because of this.

Our flyer?
Oh, kids, you did hand out one.

Yeah, sorry.
Our grill is, uh, uh, not working.

Both of them.
We have two grills.

It's-it's complicated.

Actually, that's kind of why I came by.

-I read about it on the flyer.
-My note!

It must have fallen out of my pocket.

I'm Pam.
From A Shrimp-le Plan.

Pam Shrimple.

Oh, God, are you here to arrest us?

No. I came because I thought
the note was really sweet.

I mean, it's a little weird,
writing an apology

for something you didn't do.

But I'm also glad you didn't.

'Cause I like my window.

"Dear Shrimp Lady,

"We're sorry we broke your window.

"Our dad needs your thermocouple.

"We set our restaurant on fire
and ruined his grill.

"He's a great dad and a great cook.

"Sometimes he smells weird.

-"But we're used to it.
-Mm.

"We promise we'll be back
in a few days with the thermocouple

"and money to pay for a new window.

"Good luck with the shrimps.

We're sorry."
Long note.

Yeah, it came up.

You've got some good kids here.

I wanted you to know that.

And I wanted to bring you this.

The thermocouple.

We don't open for a month.

It's all yours.
Go nuts.

Wow. That is really nice.
Thank you.

Wait, I think Teddy left.
I-I got to call him.

TEDDY:
Nope. I'm still here.

I was using your employee bathroom.

Quick question,
do you have an employee plunger?

Oh. Hello, ma'am.

Teddy, we got a thermocouple.

-W-We need you to install it.
-Great.

You want a burger?
On the house.

All right!
Let's do that, too.

Oh. No.
I was talking to her.

-Oh.
-Uh, you can have one.

-Yay!
-Sit anywhere you want.
-Thanks.

Oh, great.
You're here.

No, not to inspect.

-Hugo has something to say.
-Eh.

All right, fine, I'll start.

We heard about the fire, didn't we?

-Eh. Yep.
-And I was going back over

what was happening yesterday,

-and I remem...
-(sighing loudly)

I remembered that Hugo
pulled out all your greasy rags.

-Didn't you, Hugo?
-(mumbles)

And as you might know,
when grease-soaked rags are exposed

to open air,
they can sometimes spontaneously what?

-Rarely.
-They spontaneously combust.

So, yeah,

I, um, started your fire.

(mumbles):
I'm sorry.

Hugo, louder.

The last part.

(quietly):
I'm... sorry.

Hugo.

I'm sorry!
There, I said it!

-I mean, the stuff we did didn't help.
-Tina, shush.

Mom, unpack our things.
We're staying.

Yeah, that makes sense.

I thought I picked up
the rags you threw at me,

but I guess I didn't find them all.

Hopefully you've learned your
lesson about greasy rag storage.

No, you don't get to say that.

We're leaving.
Can't hear you!

Sorry about the fire.
Hugo will probably offer

to help you cover
your insurance deductible.

Ron!
(mumbles)

Oh, we got customers.

How we doing, Teddy?

TEDDY:
Almost done!

Hi. Here you go.
Thanks. Here you go.

-Hey, kids.
-Yeah?

You know I don't actually
think you're horrible, right?

It's just something I said
'cause sometimes... you...

-are.
-Bob.

At restaurant stuff.

But then look at what you did.

You-you cared about this place so much,

you were gonna break a window for it.

I'd do more than that.
I'd kill a guy.

Uh, okay, don't do that.

But I just want to say,
you kids are great.

Maybe the best ever.

Including that kid from Jerry Maguire?

-I do.
-Nerd!

Wow.
Oh, my God.

Best sculpture.

I mean, like, what even is this?

Let's take a picture with it.

Did you hear that?!
Best sculpture!

Those were probably the judges!

Lin, I don't think those were the...

The pictures are probably for the paper.

-I won! I won!
-Nice work, Mama.

Aw. After Ocean Fest,
we should bring her inside.

-She's looking cold.
We'll take her upstairs.
-(others protesting)

-LOUISE: That's an out...
that's an outdoor sculpture.
-No, we just take it.

-Just for one night...
-BOB: No.

RON: Hugo, louder.
The last part.

HUGO:
I'm sorry.

HUGO:
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

-RON: Hugo.
-HUGO: I'm sorry. There, I said it!

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