All language subtitles for I Am Frankie s01e11 Speechless.eng

You're not
going to fix her?

Then tell me how
to and I'll do it.

- Dayton, please.
She's malfunctioned.

At best, she's defiant.

At worst, she
could be dangerous.

- She's not dangerous.
She's my best friend.

Look, I'm the only person
who knows about her,

and I won't tell anyone.

I'll even spit shake on it.

- Mom, she's my sister.

- Well, stand back.

It's her cooling system.
Her internal fan is failing.

If I could just
temporarily get it moving.

- It's okay, honey.
It's okay.

I am glad you're all right.

But you and I,
we need to have a talk.

- Frankie?

I don't think she can talk.

Droid sync slots one
through three are filled.

The fourth slot was for the
vicious android

that I bravely vanquished.

And this slot is for...

- Dr. Gaines's android

- Genius, sir.
You really are on your A game.

- Stop sucking up, PEGSy.

- Right away, sir.
Right away.

Now, we know that by
accessing the droid sync port,

we can lure
Dr. Gaines's android to us.

But the question is, to
where do we lure her?

- Just bring her here, PEGSy.

- You can trust me to
take care of it, sir.

- I trust you can handle this.

I need to get this
info to Warpa.

They will be
interested to hear it.

- You can count on me, sir.

I expect nothing but
smooth sailing from here on...

- It's password protected.

- Oh, come on!

- Your internal software
seems unaffected,

but it looks like there's
a hardware malfunction.

The fan's failure caused
her system to overheat,

thus melting her
synthetic vocal cords.

- That's a quick fix, right?
- I'm afraid not.

Synthetic vocal cords
aren't something

you pick up at the mall.

Let me just call
up the schematics.

That's what I was afraid of.

My lab's not equipped to
manufacture new cords.

I'm going to need
to do some research.

- Guess it's gonna be kind
of quiet here for a few days.

- Oh, then nothing will
distract you from cleaning.

Actually cleaning?
The whole house?

- Wait, me?
Why am I in trouble?

- Um, you blackmailed
your sister,

you kept a huge secret
from me, and you lied.

Shall I go on?

- Should I start in the
bedrooms or the bathrooms?

- Mm, surprise me.

- Are there any other
problems with her system?

- Her internal software
is perfectly intact.

She isn't showing any
signs of residual effects,

no memory loss.

She should be fine.

That's a relief.

She was worried she
wouldn't be able to compete

in tomorrow's
Brain Squad competition.

The whole team is
counting on her.

She doesn't want
to let them down.

The Brain Squad!

You can't compete
if you can't talk!

- Would you hurry up and finish?
We need to report back to Tammy.

- Experts say you
should chew your food

30 times before swallowing.

- Yes, if you're eating meat or
vegetables, not vanilla pudding.

Why are you stalling?

- Because we don't actually know
what we're reporting to Tammy.

- Of course we do.

The hair we found at the crime
scene is an exact match

for the sample we
got from Frankie.

- But neither of them
are actually hair.

We can't tell Tammy anything
until we know what it is.

She's too impulsive.

- Sure, she's passionate due to
her overactive ventral striatum.

But that argument is not
persuasive enough

to keep her in the dark.

- If we tell Tammy now, she'll
jump to some rash conclusion and

make a complete fool of herself.

Until we know more,
we owe it to her

to keep this our little secret.
- Keep what secret from who?

? Real

- Hello?
I said, don't tell who what?

- It's over, finished,
donezo, kaput!

- What are you talking about?

- I'm talking about
mechanical engineering.

- Ugh, my least favorite
of all the engineerings.

- It's everyone's
least favorite,

but it just so happens
to be the theme

for today's
Brain Squad showdown.

- Slow your roll.

Frankie Gaines is a
mechanical engineering whiz.

She nails every question.

- Well, Frankie might
not be able to compete.

- She lost her voice.
- No!

We have never made
states before.

If we lose today, what will I
put on my college application?

- Wait, is this what
you were hiding from me?

- Yes.
- No.

Um...

we found a hair during our
graffiti investigation

that matches Frankie's exactly,
but after further testing,

we found that neither
is actual human hair.

- Is this true?

- We didn't want to
tell you yet

'cause you always
fly off the handle.

- I do not fly off...
the handle.

I was totally in
control when I did that.

The point is, if
Frankie's hair isn't real,

then she must be wearing a wig.

- Of course.

That's why her hair
always looks so fantastic.

- It does prove she was
at the scene of the crime,

and that's enough
to get her expelled.

I need to handle
this immediately.

You two, find an emergency
replacement for Brain Squad.

You owe me.
Now, somebody give me a napkin.

- What's with the long face?

- I know your face isn't long
and is perfectly symmetrical.

I just meant you look sad.

Cheer up, we'll get
your voice back.

BT-dubs, you should really use
your phone to text

while we're at school.

- I get that you don't want

to let anyone on
the Brain Squad down.

It's totally normal.

It means you have
integrity and loyalty.

Frankie, integrity, loyalty!

These are human
traits, like emotions.

You really are becoming human.

Attention, students.

I am happy to report that
the activities committee

has selected a theme
for the upcoming dance.

- Why haven't I heard
about this committee?

I love committees.

And by committee,
I mean me.

The theme for the dance
will be non-virtual reality.

So get used to being face
to face, hand to hand,

and cheek to cheek,
but not phone to phone.

Our first dance?

I can't believe it's
finally happening.

The school dance is a milestone
in the life of any teenage girl.

Oh, ah, the decorations,
the music, the food!

It's all so amazing, believe me.

Okay, Frankie, that's
enough fanning.

- How do I know so much when
I've never been to a dance?

I've seen a ton of them.

They're in all the
best teen rom coms.

Wait a minute.

I just realized, we
need to find dates.

Well, technically we don't have
to, but should I ask Byron?

And you should
definitely ask Cole.

Oh right, sorry.
Speak of the devil.

It's just an expression.

Guess you gotta go now.

- All right, give me the deets.

"Cole Reyes, I would like to
offer my sincerest apologies.

"I have acted unkindly.

"And while I most likely
cannot attend

"the non-virtual reality
dance with you,

"I will speak with my mom about

"the possibility of us getting
to spend time together."

That's the most romantic
thing I've ever read.

- Dude, huge news!

I just talked to Frankie.

Well, I wouldn't say talked...
Communicated?

Communicated with Frankie.

And she told me that...
I wouldn't say told.

She texted me that she's gonna
push her mom to let us hang out.

Pretty cool, right?

Earth to Byron!

It's a longshot,

but do you think I should ask
her to the dance?

Whoa, you're all right?

- Of course I'm all right.
Why wouldn't I be?

- So, you're gonna ask
Dayton to the dance?

- Okay, I'm not all right.

Every time I think about asking
her, my palms get all sweaty.

See?
- Oh, yeah.

Look, since you're my boy and
all, I'm gonna help you out.

- You are? How?

- Oh, Dayton?

- What? Now?
This is so uncool.

- It's all about confidence.
Girls love a confident guy.

Just walk up to her
and ask her flat out.

Hey.

- Hey, Da-Dayton.
Can I ask you something?

- No way, this is it!

I can't believe
this is happening.

I've seen this so many
times in movies,

but usually there's
music and a crowd.

How's my hair?
My hair, is it good?

I'm sorry.
You were saying?

- I just, um...
I just, uh...

Will you...

help me organize my
locker after school?

It's a huge mess.

- Come on, pal.
We've got some work to do.

- It's not perfect,
but it'll have to do

until you get your voice back.

"Frankie says this
looks stupid."

I disagree.

- What's that stupid thing?

Frankie, wait.
I didn't mean...

- Real nice, Andrew.
- Hey, I was only kidding.

- Why do boys always do that?
- Do what?

- Act like a jerk to the
girl they have a crush on.

- A crush?
On Frankie?

Wait, says who?
- It's so obvious.

The nicknames, the name-calling,
the stupid feud with my brother?

- So?

You know, maybe I do
like Frankie a little.

I don't know why I act this way.
I'm really sorry.

- Don't apologize to me.
Apologize to Frankie.

- Hey Gaines, is
this a joke to you?

Basketball isn't a game.

Very funny, Gaines.

Perhaps you'd like to
demonstrate dribbling

to the class
with me guarding you.

- All right, Gaines.
Try and get by me.

- Ooh!

So, it looks like someone's
played a little b-ball.

Let's pair up for some defense.

- You and me, Frankie.

What?

Just because we can't compete
together at Brain Squad

and you may let
the entire team down,

possibly crushing all
their hopes and dreams,

doesn't mean
we can't be friends.

Look, I'll even
play defense first.

That's a foul, Gilroy!

Gilroy, you're ejected.

I'll be seeing you in detention.

- For what?

- Unsportsmanlike conduct.
Now hit the showers.

- But we don't have any...
- I said now!

You know, that 3D printer
is a real lifesaver.

I'm always losing these, so I
made myself about 20 backups.

Yeah, in the computer lab.

You can make anything
you want with it,

but it is especially
good for whsitles.

- A 3D printer to
print the vocal cords?

Wow, technology.
Am I right?

Right, look who I'm talking to.

You must really want
to compete today.

You're really taking your
responsibility

to the team seriously,
aren't you?

You're becoming more human
by the day, Frankie Gaines.

- Bring in the first candidate.

Cole?

Ha, good joke.
Next!

- Tammy sent me down here.

She's been tutoring me in math,

and I got a B on
my last math quiz.

- I'm so sorry.

- No, it's great.
I'm pretty happy.

- Whatever you say.

So why do you think you're
Brain Squad material?

- I can now do
algebra pretty good.

- Well.
- Well what?

- You can now do
algebra pretty well.

- That's what I said.

- Next.

- That's the whole list?
- That's it.

- What are we gonna tell Tammy?
- Don't forget about me.

- Where did you just come from?

- It's like you appeared
out of thin air.

- Impossible.
To appear out of thin air,

I would have to travel
through time and space,

which is inexplicable, as a
single photon cannot travel

faster than the speed of light...

Unless you're in a mechanically
engineered time machine.

- Congratulations!
You're on the team.

All we have left is extra large,

so wear a thick undershirt
underneath your...

- Oh, no.
Ms. Hough.

- What?

You've never seen anyone
print out shingles

for a kitty condo before?

- We're waiting
to use the printer.

We need to print out
a new, uh, hair tie.

I lost mine.

- Why so quiet, Gaines?
Cat got your tongue?

- She lost her voice.

- You'll have
to borrow a hair tie.

Student use of the printer is
for academic purposes only.

- It doesn't look like you're
using it for academic purposes.

- I said students, Miss Reyes.

The rules committee hasn't
made rules for the faculty yet.

And since the rules committee
consists of me and me alone,

it never will.

Now, what do you
think about orange

for the new living room walls?

"Studies show that
yellow is more relaxing."

Off you go.

And don't let me catch
you trying to use this.

I assure you, the
consequences will be dire,

especially for Ms. Gaines,
who's already on thin ice.

- Welcome, sir.
These are the password options.

- 123456?

Password?
Qwerty?

Do you morons really
think Dr. Gaines

would use any of these?

- Statistics show
many Americans do.

- Well, Dr. Gaines
isn't many Americans.

Do you realize what Warpa will
do to us if they arrive tomorrow

and all we give them is 123456?

They will make this lab and
everyone in it disappear,

like this!

- Oh, no, we need to crack
this one scientifically.

Anderson, write an algorithm to
try every possible password now!

- I think it's a litter box
in the shape of a toilet.

We need to wait her out.

Let's split up so we don't
draw attention to ourselves.

When you see Ms. Hough
leave, shoot me a sign.

Exactly.

- Don't say a word, just listen.

Can you confirm the target
has been eliminated?

I'm accessing your processor
through my laptop as we speak.

No, this... this can't be!

And these photographs
are from today?

No!

Easy, James.
No need to lose control

That's it.

We need to find
someone or something

for Frankie to destroy.

If I can make Sigourney think
her android has lost control,

become violent, a danger
to everyone around her,

she will destroy Frankie, and
I will win the Robel Prize.

- Who are you spying on?

Oh, relax.
I'm kidding.

Hey, we're okay, right?

I didn't mean to make
fun of you before.

It was a pretty mean thing
of me to do, and I'm sorry?

I like to do the rounds, and
I know you can take a joke.

That's what I like about you.

Well, that's just one of lots
of things I like about you.

I, um...

I talked to Dayton yesterday
and it made me think.

Well, would you want to
go to the dance with me?

Is that a yes?

Yes? Yes!

We're gonna have such an
awesome time together.

- Sorry, Ms. Hough.

Looks like your kitty study
won't be getting

these French doors after all.

All right, fire that baby up.

Ms. Hough, she's coming back!

Let's get those vocal
cords and get out of here.

It's almost time for the
Brain Squad competition.

There's only one
place they can be.

Ms. Hough's kitty condo!

- This is crazy.

Her cat bedroom is
nicer than mine.

Look at this master bathroom.

It has his-and-hers
kitty sinks!

Oh, right.

Not again!

Achoo!

Meow.

- Where did you run off to?

- Ms. Hough, a stray cat
just ran into the courtyard!

- Oh, I knew it!

Come on, let's get you
back to your mom

so you can get your voice back.

What?

Oh, no, it starts in
a couple of minutes,

but somebody has to
install your vocal cords.

Uh uh, no way.
No, not after the battery.

My android tech
support days are over.

Where did you learn how
to do puppy dog eyes?

Fine.

- Go on, go on.
Get in there.

- Mr. Kingston, look.

I promise to return
the toilet paper

I took from the
employee bathroom.

That is why you called
me in, isn't it?

- Well, of course it is.

And even though that
is a grave offense... grave...

I wouldn't want to see
a young career ruined

over something like this.

- Thank you, sir.

- Maybe there's something
we can work out.

There might even be
a job in it for you.

- But, uh, I already have a job.

- Disinfecting shoes at a
bowling alley is hardly a job

for someone with your
programming skill set.

Oh, come on, can you see?

Do you want to do this
the easy way or...

...the hard way?

- I'm listening.

- Hm, good.

Now, tell me what you know about
the Dr. Gaines's droid, Sig.

- It's a packed house out there.

And the only one of us who
knows anything about

mechanical engineering is...

- Quick, how would you engineer
the bulkhead on a 737 jetliner?

- That's impossible.

- Of course it's possible.

It's horribly
cramped, but possible.

- I'm talking about Frankie.

There are absolutely no possible
DNA matches for Frankie's hair.

And I yanked it pretty hard.
She can't be wearing a wig.

- Then what could it be?

- Logic only leads me to
one possible conclusion.

Girls, Frankie Gaines
is not a human.

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