All language subtitles for Dream On (1990) S04E25 AI.en

Ooh.

Ooh.

Caramba!

It has been arranged
specially for you,

a rumba fantasy.

Guess what I did today?

- Uh--
- Nope.

I booked our Christmas vacation.

My sister told me
about these fabulous
beach houses in Costa Rica.

- And they only had
one left, so--
- Oh, wow.

Well, my foot is--
is dead asleep.

Oh.

Martin, they call it the
Switzerland of Central America.

Shut up.

Right, right.

Uh, Heather.

Isn't it a little early
to be talking about Christmas?

I mean, you know,
we've only been going out
for, like, three weeks.

Martin, it's been four months.

Every time he opens his mouth,
he puts his foot in it.

Well, yeah, yeah, if you count
the time in between the time

we-- we went out.

Oh.

So you don't think we'll still
be together at Christmas?

I didn't say that.

You didn't have to.

I gotta go.

I thought things were
going great, you know?

Why can't we just,
you know, hang out?

I'm sorry, Martin.

I am looking for a relationship
with some sort of a future.

Well, so do I.

So do I.
What about next weekend?

I mean, are you free?
You wanna go to the Guggenheim?

You know, you say the word,
you know, it's done.

Yes, I have done it all right.

Man, I can't believe you.

Heather is terrific.

I know. I know.

I'm just not ready to make
that kind of commitment yet, so.

I need something
to pry this thing out of here.

Like a big knife
or a, you know--

Oh.

- Thank you.
- You know, man,

there's something
seriously wrong with you.

I mean, you keep throwing away
these perfectly good women.

- Look who's talking.
King of three dates and out.
- No, totally different.

When I don't wanna
make a commitment,
it's because I'm a dick.

When you don't wanna make
a commitment, it's because
you're hung up on your ex.

- That makes you an asshole.
- Oh, really?

Now look what you did.

Stop distracting me, will you?

And I am not hung up on Judith.

Oh, what are you talking about?
You're in love with her.

You gave her husband
your kidney.

- I had an extra.
- Oh, come on, man.

It's been four years.
You need-- Just get over her
and get on with your life.

I am over her, Eddie, okay?
Now let's just drop it.

Do yourself a favor.
Just throw that thing out.

I can't.

I promised Judith
I'd make her a lasagna.

Uh, excuse me. Can I help you?

No, no. I've got it just fine.
Thank you.

- I need to see some ID.
- Not right now, pal, okay?

I'm kind of busy, do you mind?

- Is there a problem here?
- What?

The guy refuses to show his ID.

Excuse me.

Ow, man.

I worked all afternoon on that.

Oh.

- Ow!
- Oh, God, sorry, Martin.

Jim, Steve, it's all right.

- This is my ex-husband.
- This, this.

- Excuse me.
- Thank you.

Uh-huh.

Fine, fine, fine. Thank you.

Go ahead, Judith.
Oh. Everything's okay.

Everything's okay.

- Sorry.
- Oh, no problem. No problem.
Oh, is that mine?

Just-- Oh, geez.

I'm glad you tightened security
around the potluck dinner.

Yeah, sorry about that.
It's just been
a little crazy, you know,

with Richard being named
Chief Justice and all.

What? When did this happen?

Oh, about an hour ago.

It was amazing.

The whole confirmation hearing
only took eight minutes.

Richard admitted
he smoked pot in college.

Nobody even cared.

The senators gave him a cake.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Is this the Supreme Court
down in-- in Washington?

- Yeah.
- Hmm.

She's mine.

Jeremy, why don't you go
and make those nice
Secret Servicemen some lemonade?

If you want me
to leave the room, just say so.

Don't make me do dumb stuff.

Well, I really need
to talk to you.

- Yes?
- God, this is so overwhelming.

Well, I can understand why.
You know, I mean,

with Richard moving
to Washington and
you living here in New York.

She's finally all mine.

Actually, he wants the three
of us to go with him.

What?

I can't move down to Washington.

That's ridiculous.
I have a job here.

Uh, Martin, not you.

Three of us, you know,
me and the two children.

Oh.

I know this is
a big change.

For both of us.

I hope you're not too upset.

Upset? Me?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'm just-- I'm just--
I'm just fine.

Mrs. Stone.

This substance appears
to have been lasagna.

Oh, yes, Jim. Thank you.

Uh, why don't you
just set that anywhere?

I can't believe you're
actually leaving New York.
I mean, you love New York.

It's got all your shopping,
you know,

and there's that-- that
stupid hairdresser you like.

I'm taking this to the elevator.

You know, you shouldn't carry
something heavy like that.

Why don't you just
make two trips?

Careful there.

Jude, now you see
how difficult it all is.

And you, I mean, who loves
New York more than you?

Almost everybody.
I hate New York.

What? How can you say that?

I mean, come on,
New York's the best.

I mean, it's--
it's just got everything.

- Like?
- Well, like...

- The crime.
- Garbage.

- Traffic.
- ...the theater.

I never go to the theater.

Yeah, but it's here
if you want it, you know?

- And-- and what about...
- Me!

...the tree lighting ceremony
at Rockefeller Center?

- I mean, that's--
- Oh, come on, Dad.

It won't be that different.
Still get to see you
every other weekend,

and Washington's like,
you know, a train ride away.

It'll be like
I'd be living way downtown.

Right.

Well, listen, I got to get
your TV back from Danny, so--

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, that-- that'll be good.

Have you seen your mother?

- Judith?
- Yeah.

Go on.

Fight for your name. Be a man.

Hey.

Hey, I've got a great idea.

Why don't you guys stay here?
And Richard can commute.

I mean, people do that.

Think of all the frequent
flyer miles, you know?

Pretty soon you have
a free trip to Honolulu.

Martin, I can't ask Richard to
fly back and forth to New York.

But he's always traveling.
Come on.

When was the last time
he was actually here, huh?

Jude, Jude, just--
just think it over, okay?

I'm--I'm afraid
you might be making a terrible,

terrible mistake.

I'll miss you, too.

Look, uh, I got to get going.

Oh, all right.

Yeah, okay.

Well, let's-- let's not
say goodbye right now.

Why don't you come over
in the morning?

You know,
I'm leaving at 8:30 and--

Great, great.
I'll-- I'll be there.

All aboard!

Well, goodbye.

Don't say goodbye.

It's GI to say "So long."

I know, and I keep forgetting.
So long.

Oh, what's your name?

Oh, turn that off. I'm sleeping.

Sorry.

What--

- What are you doing here?
- I live here.

I'm your wife.

Mrs. Tupper?

Does it ring a bell?

But we-- we got divorced.

You-- you moved to Washington.

No.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I-- I was just--

- just thinking.
- Mm.

Wow, that was--
that was some dream, you know.

I mean, you were there
and Jeremy was there

and Eddie was there
and-- and Toby was there.

Who's Toby?

My secretary.

You don't have
a secretary named Toby.

Y-- You know what
the weirdest part was?

You were married
to Richard Stone.

Well, that's
a lovely thought, but I'm--

I'm afraid I'm stuck with you.

Jude?

I'm all alone.

Shit.

Jude?

Jude?

- If ever a plot needed a twist,
this one does.
- Huh?

Heather! Heather!

Wait, wait. Wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

- Martin!
- No, it's okay.

- You go. Thank you.
- What are you doing?

What are you doing here?

I was on my way to your office.

You know, I really,
really need to talk to you.

I don't think we have
anything more to talk about.

- I don't wanna see you anymore.
Please don't call me.
- Okay, let's get married.

You been taking
those cold pills again?

No, no, no, no, no, no.
Look, I made a terrible
mistake before, you know?

I was confused, but I'm not
confused anymore, okay?

So let's-- let's get married.

You're serious?

Make your bets,
ladies and gentlemen.

Yes, yes, yes.
I'm-- I'm completely serious.

But we've only been
going out four months.

Yeah, the first four months and
the rest of our lives together.

Okay, so let's just do it, okay?
Let's-- let's get married.

Martin, this is just
a little overwhelming.

I mean, I can't answer
that question here

in the middle of 29th Street.

Okay, give it a little slack.
Little slack.

Okay, just-- just forget
I mentioned it, okay?

Forget I said anything.
Just-- just have dinner
with me on Friday, okay?

- Come on. Come on, please.
- Well, I don't know.

Great! Great.
This is gonna be great!

See you. I love you!

Hmm?
What do you think?

You're in big trouble.

You know what?

I don't care what you think.

This is the best decision
I've ever made.

Don't you know what the failure
rate is for second marriages?

100%.

Where'd you get that from?

My mother, my sister Gina,
two for two.

That's 100%.

Do we have to sit here
and listen to
this provincial fanatic?

- Never mind.
- Statistics don't lie, Martin.

I can think of 20
right off the top of my head.

Oh, really?

Elizabeth Taylor, Johnny Carson,

Ron and Nancy Reagan.

What are you talking about?
They're not divorced.

They've been married
for, like, 45 years.

Just give it some time.

No, no, no, no, no.
You are not gonna bring me down.

I think Heather's the most
wonderful woman I've ever met.

We're gonna be deliriously happy
together. Okay, bye-bye.

- I give it a week.
- Mm-hmm. Bye.

Uh, yes, I'd like to order
a dozen long-stemmed roses.

No, wait, wait, wait.

I need something a little
more special, you know?

Do you have
a flower called Heather?

Yeah, I'll wait.

Ex-wife number one's
on the phone.

Ah, she had her chance,
but she mucked it.

Tell her I'll call her back.

- Your ex-wife, Judith!
- I heard you, Toby.

Tell Judith I'll call her back
when I get a chance.

I don't even know
who you are anymore.

Hello? Oh, you do?

Heather, I love you.

I-- I love everything about you.

You know,
I-- I love the way you hold

just these two fingers,
you know,
when we're holding hands.

And I love the way
you put on body lotion

before and after you shower.

And-- And--

I love the way
you bend forks with--

with psychic energy, you know?

I guess what
I'm trying to say is...

I'm in the mood for marriage,
getting hitched.

...will you marry me?

Oh, yes.

- Yes.
- Yes, of course.

I don't know.

- What?
- Well, I mean, this is all
really sweet and everything,

but I'm not looking
for one of those marriages

where we're together
for two years

and then I get
to keep half your stuff.

I'm looking for something real.

Real? Well--

This is real.

I mean, I'm real, you know,
and-- and you're real.

How can you make the propose if
you haven't gotten out the ring?

And-- and this ring.

I mean, this is real, right?

I mean, what could be realer
than that, huh?

Now we're getting somewhere.

- Do you need to--
- No, no, no.
The machine will pick up.

Hi, this is Martin.
You know what to do and
hopefully when to do it.

Oh, Martin.

I'm ready to marry you.

Hello? Hello?
I know you're there, Martin.

- Martin. Martin!
- Who is that?

Martin.

- I have no idea. It's probably
just the wrong number.
- Martin!

Martin! Martin! It's Toby.
I know you're there because

you're about to make the
biggest mistake of your life.

Martin, pick up the phone.

It's a matter of life or death.
Yours.

- What do you want?
- Are you watching TV?

No, I'm not watching TV.

Huh.

You might wanna flip it on,

because Richard Stone
just dropped dead
and it's all your fault.

- What?
- Stop yakking
and turn on the TV.

I, Richard Stone,
do so--

It's my-- it's my kidney.

And those were Dr. Stone's
final words.

He referred, of course,
to the defective kidney

donated to him by Martin Tupper.

- Oh, my God.
- No, I'm not kidding.

And that other kidney inside
of you is a ticking time bomb.

If I were you, I'd check
myself into a hospital pronto.

Dr. Stone's widow,
Judith Tupper Stone,

and their two children,
Jeremy and Richard II,

were immediately flown
to New York along with the body,

which was cryogenically frozen

at the Richard Stone Center
For Experimental Medicine.

Sure is a tragedy.

By the way, can I get
that 50 cents you owe me?

...has been renamed.

You looking for something
between the eyes?

Martin.

- What?
- Martin.

Jude?

Jude, wh-- where are you?

The apartment.

Are you-- are you okay?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Washington was nice.

It's cherry blossom time.

This is a suicide club.

Uh, I'll be right there.

The answer is yes.

I'll marry you!

Yes, I will marry you,
Martin Tupper.

Out of the frying pan,
into the snake pit.

Heather, Heather.

- I've been thinking.
- About what?

Well, maybe we've been
rushing things a bit.

I mean, I don't know.
I'm just so confused.

Look, I'm sorry.

When I told you I wasn't
confused, I was confused.

I was so confused, I didn't
realize how confused I was.

You know, I'm-- Heather,
I'm a-- I'm a sick man.

- I'm beginning to sense that.
- Good.

God, I mean, it's-- it's better
we find this out now.

Heather, I'm-- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

And I can't explain it
right now, you know, but...

are you gonna be okay?

I don't know.

I'll be just fine.

Ow!

The guy says, "Even Caruso
has to clear his throat."

Michael, please!
What a tool!

Those closest to
the beloved Dr. Stone
lament their tragic loss.

- More p

Oh, don't be shy.

- Boutros Boutros!
- Jude.

Oh, come on, now.
There's plenty for everyone.

Mr. President,
I didn't see you come in.

Judith,
there's broccoli canapes, right?

Is she a mental case?

- I think it's kosher.
- Mmm.

- I won't tell.
- No.

- Oh, who's gonna know?
- Jude.

Jude.

I am so... so sorry.

Martin, what happened to you?

Uh, I-- I fell out of a cab.

But are-- are you okay?

I can't imagine
what you must be going through.

Well, yes. I hate serving
hors d'oeuvres on paper plates.

And Simone picked
a fine time to go on vacation.

No, no, no, Jude.
I-- I mean about--

about Richard.

What about him?

Well, that he's-- You know.

Stone cold. Any comment?

Oh, that. No biggie.

- No biggie?
- Okay, okay. So he's away.

I mean, he's always away,
so I don't really see
what the big change is.

- Well, I think she's nuts.
- Jude, I-- I think you
better lie down. Come on.

Excuse me,
but I am entertaining here!

- Ah, Ambassador. More p

- Thank you.
- What? Oh.

Jude, Jude, Jude, listen to me.

Richard is gone.

He's not alive anymore,
Jude, and you-- you--

you're just gonna
have to face it.

We are talking about
Richard Stone here.

The man who survived
300 days at sea

with only a walnut
and two sticks of gum.

He'll be back. You'll see.

Any day now, he could just walk
through that door and-- or...

he could just come in and--

Oh, God, he's dead.

He's dead.

He's dead.

My husband
is a fucking KoolPop!

Jude, Jude, Jude, come here.

It's the grief, everybody.
It's-- It's just the grief.

- I feel so alone.
- Excuse me.
Mrs. Stone, right here.

I know, I know. Okay, everybody
get the fuck out of here!

Go on! You, go on.
Get out of here! Come on.

That means you too,
Your Highness. Just--
just beat it, hit the road.

Go on. Come on,
come on, come on.

Where do you
want this thing?

I don't care.
Just put it down anywhere,
will you? Just go. Now, go, go.

Go on.

Oh, Jude, Jude, come here.

It's okay, you know, it's okay.

It's okay, I'm here,
you're not alone.

Well, I'm not handling
this very well, am I?

Oh, no, you're doing fine.
You're gonna be just fine.

There.

See, there you go.

What am I gonna do, Martin?

What am I gonna do?

Jude...