All language subtitles for newhart_s06e04_me_and_my_gayle

Honey, don't get rid of comfortable
clothes just because they're old.

Dead clothes are not like wine.

They are not meant to be stashed in the
corner of a dark closet for years.

They were there for a reason.

Oh, let's hear it.

Because I knew if you found them, this
would happen.

Here it is.

My old high school yearbook. The
Agrarian.

I have looked through this for ages.

Don't let Joanna see it. She's on a
roll.

There we are, the class of 47.

Can you pick me out?

Well, it's a wild guess, but I'd say the
kid with the plaid shirt and the

overalls.

Yeah, I was wearing them before they
even became popular.

George, I bet you can't wait for your
reunion tomorrow night.

Yeah, it'll be good seeing everybody
again, especially the gang from the

club.

George, may you always go through life
with the torch in your hand and the

sparks off your pants.

Frank. George, thanks for lubing my
locker.

Chet. I wasn't voted most likely to be
handyman for nothing.

I can't read this one. What does it say?

Nothing. Tank Bowman liked to use my
yearbook as a pen starter.

Oh, now she's pretty.

Gail Crowley. What did she write?

Oh, uh... It's nothing.

Come on.

Well... Uh... George, have a great

summer... game.

You're right, it is nothing.

Well, I better go to my room and try to
learn how to...

recognize some of these people bald.

Hey, cardigan guy, pull over, gal.

Seen my cashmere cutie?

Oh, Michael, you're here.

My favorite fashion magazine came today.

French guy thinking.

This is the worst thing that's ever
happened.

Tiffany, there are a lot of things in
the world worse than that.

What?

Oh, I don't know.

Floods, famines, fires.

Sure, I didn't read anything about that.

And I get this every month.

Come on, my pretty and pink cheeks gal.
We'll take this page by page. There must

be something we can salvage from this
fashion freeze.

Maybe you're right, Michael. After all,
we survived khaki.

Haven't they suffered enough?

Joanna, are you, uh, are you doing
anything important?

I'm reading.

Oh, good.

Joanna, this new winter look has thrown
Steph for a loop.

I mean, for the first time in her life,
she's uncertain of how she looks in an

outfit. I told her she looks great, but
she thinks I'm just saying that, which I

sort of am.

What do you want from me, Michael? She's
ready, Steph!

All we want is your honest opinion.
Should Steph wear this outfit, or is it

catching the next train to Ragsville?

never been the issue. The clothes, the
clothes.

They look, um, different, but in a nice
way.

Stephanie, not everybody is as fashion
conscious as you are.

I mean, there's a good chance that
people won't even notice what you're

I'll just go read in my room.

Lana doesn't even like it, and, you
know, she'll wear anything.

Michael, what are we going to do?

I can't wear the new winter fashions
because they look ugly, but if I don't

them, everybody who sees these magazines
will know that I'm out of style.

Don't worry, Daph.

I'll think of something.

Many animals hibernate during the
winter.

Something else.

Oh, hi, George.

Hi, Dick.

Boy, there's nothing more exciting than
a trip to the dry cleaners.

You won't get any argument from me.

George, there you are.

Well, Jim, should we tell him? I guess
so. The suspense is probably killing

Tell me what?

See?

I bumped into Ann Davies today, and she
told me that Gail Crowley was back in

town for the reunion.

First time in 40 years.

Gail's in town?

George had a secret crush on Gail in
high school.

Jim, how did you know?

Chester was the only living soul I've
ever told about Gail.

Well, back then, Chester and I did a lot
together.

We were inseparable.

I would have guessed.

Whenever George got near Gail, he acted
as awkward as a schoolboy.

He was a schoolboy.

Come on, Chester, let's go practice our
duet of George and Gail sitting in a

tree. K -I -S -S -I -N -G.

You guys.

Gail Crowley, isn't she the one that
wrote that sweet nothing in your

Sometimes I thought about her so much it
was hard to keep my mind on my work.

Once I stripped a hinge screw thinking
about her.

Then it wasn't just puppy love.

And the worst part is I never told Gail
how I felt.

I almost did graduation day.

I just started to talk to her when Les
Darby cut in front of me. Next thing you

know, they're married.

Dick, she was ready.

I promised myself if I ever saw Gail
again, I'd tell her exactly how I felt.

Of course, that promise was a lot easier
to keep when I thought I'd never see

her again.

George, you've got to go to the reunion
and tell her you liked her. Otherwise,

you'll never be able to lurk yourself in
the mirror again.

Gee, go tell Gail how I felt or cut
myself shaving every morning.

Okay. I'll do it, Dick, but you've got
to go with me.

Why? I can't do this alone.

Look how I botched it up last time.

George, I can't go to your high school
reunion. I don't even know your school

song.

Come on, Dick, you're my friend. I need
your support.

Besides, when Gail sees me, I don't want
her to think I didn't have anybody to

bring to this.

I'd feel out of place.

Okay, Dick, I understand.

I guess I'll go fillet my face for the
party.

Okay. Okay, George, I'll go, but I want
a corsage.

Boy, look at the old gym.

It sure takes you back.

Right over there is where I jammed my
finger playing medicine ball.

And right there is where Duke Powell
yanked my shorts below my knees.

Those were the good old days.

Look, there's Duke now.

George Utley.

Clara Wittscomber.

Here, put on your name tag.

Isn't it a terrific turnout?

It's so good to see all our wonderful
and dear friends again.

Who are you?

I'm Dick Loudon. There's no Loudon in
our class.

I'm not a member of your class.

And you want to crash our reunion?

George invited me.

Well, okay. But don't try to sneak into
the class picture.

Yes. Yes, ma 'am.

So, George, are you finally going to
tell Gail about your crush?

How did you find out?

It was a secret.

Well, that's right.

Chester told me to eat that note after I
read it.

If it isn't George, at least.

George!

Hey,

George. Is your watch running?

Yeah, I think so.

Well, you better go and catch it.

You guys.

Oh, George.

You finally going to fess up the gale?

You knew? Who didn't? Come on, guys,
let's hit the eats. I hear they're

that good turkey roll.

George!

Percy! George!

Oh, good to see you.

Oh, hardly seems like 40 years since
high school.

40 years.

Look at you in that sport coat.

We want you to look nice for Gail.

You too?

Dick, what are you doing here?

Looks like he's crashing the party.

I'm not crashing.

Chester, when I told you about Gail, it
was supposed to be a secret.

I'm sorry, George, but I guess when I
was younger, I had some trouble keeping

things to myself.

Yeah, he was a blabbermouth.

I was standing right next to him when he
told the entire school.

Oh, no. Then Gail knew?

Don't be silly. Nobody'd tell her.

It was a secret.

Dick, there she is.

It's Gail.

Look at her.

She looks 18 years old. Doesn't she,
Dick?

Sort of.

Well,

George, did you hear? Gail's single
again.

She is?

Ann Davies just told me. Les passed away
about ten years ago.

Oh.

Well, Dick, seems we have an extra name
tag. You want to wear it?

No, no.

Still under the thrill of crashing, huh?

Well, I've got to make the rounds. As
class president, one of my

responsibilities is to see that no one
smokes in the boys' room.

Dick, maybe telling Gail I like her
isn't such a good idea.

I mean, she's widowed. I don't want to
look like I'm on the prowl.

George, she came here to see old school
chums and you qualify.

Go over and talk to her.

That's it, Dick?

That's the support I get?

Better, Dick.

So help me if she marries him.

George, what happened? Dick, it was
horrible.

This guy was even faster than left.

I used to lie in bed and imagine what
I'd say to Gail.

Gail, the three greatest things in the
world are a sunrise, the smell of a new

toolbox, and a pretty girl.

Gee, Dick, it's a lot easier saying it
to you.

Yeah, but, you know, I'm married.

George Utley.

Gail. Oh, I knew you'd be here. Oh, it's
just so good to see you.

Gail.

You want to shoot some hoops?

Oh, George, really? Now, I didn't come
here to work up a sweat.

Gee, Gail, you haven't changed a bit.

Yeah, I don't know which I like better,
your eyesight or your lying.

No, I really mean it.

Gail, I never told you this, but... In
high

school, I liked you.

There, said it.

George, I'm sorry my hearing aid keeps
blinking out now and then.

What was that again?

I said, back in school, I liked you.

Really? Oh, I liked you, too.

What?

I thought you were the cutest guy in the
welding club.

Yeah, well, I guess we did look pretty
irresistible with our visors down.

You really liked me?

Wow.

I'll see you.

Guess what? I did it. I told her I liked
her.

That's terrific.

Then what? Then she said she liked me.

That's great, George. Then what? Then I
came over here.

Why? I'm so happy I had to tell
somebody.

George, it doesn't have to end here.

Okay, Dick, you want to go out and
celebrate?

No, I mean, go back to Gail and tell her
you're nuts about her and ask her out.

On a date?

Don't think of it as a date. Think of it
as getting together with an old school

child. Gee, Dick, a date sounds like
more fun.

Then ask her out on a date.

You're right, Dick.

Okay, everybody, let's all line up for
the class picture.

Not you, Dick.

So, Gail, I was thinking maybe we could
go out tomorrow night and start what we

should have started 40 years ago.

Oh, George, I'm sorry. If you had only
asked me back then, I would have said

yes. But, well, I think now it's just
too late for me to start anything.

Smile! Enjoying the fire, Steph?

Oh, yeah.

And to think we almost let them silly
magazines ruin the entire season.

Oh, we're just lucky this town doesn't
know hooey about this winter's look.

Forever will, now that we've bought up
every fashion magazine in town.

until the spring fashions bloom.

Oh, what a lovely fire.

Excuse me, is that a fashion magazine?

Yes. I was lucky to find this. Every
place in town is sold out.

I'll pay you for that, Michael.

Name your price. Ten, fifteen, twenty?

Twenty -two.

cost three dollars.

Sold.

Thank you.

Go ahead, Steph.

Make your fashion statement.

Oh,

this is so romantic.

But, Michael, these magazines won't last
all night.

Deep hout those lips.

What, say we go up to your room and
bring down that purple piggy dress?

Dollars to donuts. It's flammable.

and for destroying my life.

What?

You're mad at me, George?

Didn't you notice I fastened my seatbelt
extra loud?

Oh, you're right, George. I guess that
was a real slap in the face.

Well, if you hadn't made me talk to
Gail, I never would have found out that

would have gone out with me back in high
school.

I lost 40 years, Dick.

Forty years I might have spent with
Gail.

Picnics, movies, maybe a couple of walks
around the lake.

George, you can't live in the past. You
have to live for today.

What's done is done.

Any more cliches, Dick?

I'm just saying, George, you can't go
back and live your life over unless you

build a time machine, and I don't think
you can.

And I call myself a handyman.

I guess you're right, Dick. I'm not
really mad at you.

George, that seatbelt thing's forgotten.

Dick, she said she didn't want to start
anything. She said it was too late.

See, that's your problem, George. You're
too accepting.

You're right.

There, that's exactly what I'm talking
about.

Oh, you're right. Oops.

George, 40 years ago, you sat back and
let someone you really cared for walk

of your life.

George, don't let that happen again
tonight.

You are right, Dick. I'm going back
there, and I'm going to get Gail to go

with me, and I'm not going to let
anything get in my way.

That's the spirit.

George, let me move my car!

Chester, have you seen Gail?

You're seeing some of the other girls
are busy trying to divvy up the leftover

punch. There seems to be an uneven
amount of stiffness.

So, George, you finally saw Gail and
told her you'd like to start something,

How did you know?

Sorry, George. That wasn't a secret, was
it?

Not around here.

Oh, George, I'm so glad you came back. I
was afraid we wouldn't get a chance to

say goodbye.

Well, I'm back.

But not to say goodbye.

Gail, I saw you tonight.

and started feeling funny inside.

I tried to blame it on the turkey roll,
but it was you.

How about we grab a cup of coffee at the
Tree Tap

Diner? Oh, George, I'm sorry. I'd like
to, I really would, but I have to catch

the early bus tomorrow.

She says she's sorry, but she has to
catch the early bus.

Gail, give me one good reason why we
can't start seeing each other.

I live in Schenectady.

I know how to drive.

But I have grandkids, and I've got a big
old house to take care of. I love

grandkids. And I can fix anything in a
big old house.

Wriggle out of that one. Oh, George, I
guess I'm just too stuck in my ways.

Well, I am too.

I won't have breakfast till I go out and
smell the morning air.

And I'll weed the garden whether it
needs it or not.

And when it comes to pudding, none of
that instant stuff for me.

I want cooked pudding with the real skin
on top.

So you see, I'm stuck in my ways too.

I have a good life here.

And when I saw you tonight, I knew it
could be better.

George.

Movement on Gail's part.

You sure we can't grab that coffee at
the diner? Oh, it's late.

Yeah. But it's not too late.

Well, maybe there is time for a cup of
coffee with an old friend.

Major movement on Gale's power.

What

comes

next is private.