All language subtitles for Bewitched.S04E30.Samanthas.Secret.Saucer.Imprint.1080p.BluRay.FLAC2.0.H.264-BTN_track5_[eng]

Okay, flight crew.

Are we ready?

A-okay, Daddy.

Uh, roger.

Uh, uh,
Geronimo.

Clear for launch.

[Darrin] Countdown. Three, two,

one.

Blast off.

- Ooh, ooh, ooh.

- I hate--
- Blast off.

Uh, yes.

I hate to break up this
moon mission, gang,

but Colonel Stephens
and I have an ordinary

Earth rendezvous
at the Blake's.

Ready in a minute, honey.

I know it's painful for you to
give up your command,

Colonel Stephens,
but be brave.

Uh, okay.

- Okay, then.
- Aah, ha, ha.

Uh, Aunt Clara, you
got everything straight?

Oh, yes. Yes, of course.
I think so.

Now, let me see.

The, um, Blake's
telephone number

is, uh, in the icebox,

and the, uh,
glass of milk

is, um, pinned
to the bulletin board.

Or is it?

I've got an idea.

Instead of letting
your Aunt Clara baby-sit,

why don't we stay home
until Tabatha's 21.

Shhh.

Good night, Aunt Clara.
We'll be home early.

Roger.

Well, have a good time.

And everything's O-akay.

All right,
Tabatha.

One more flight,

and we're off to bed.

Countdown, one, two.

Oh, excellent,
Tabatha, excellent.

You're a better spaceman
than Dr. Spock.

Well, never mind.

I'll get it,
and then off to bed.

Here, saucer.

Here, saucer.

[Aunt Clara] Why, you naughty
little saucer.

You come right back here.

Flying saucer in darkest night

Hark ye, land within my sight

Whoo.

It's big.

Full moon

Tide rise

Shrink this saucer
Back to size

It's still big.

Tabatha, it's definitely
past your bedtime.

Come, dear.

But I'll be back.

Oh, boy, Orvis.
This is a fine mess

you've got us into this time.

It's not my fault, Alpha.

The controls are frozen.

You're the navigator, aren't
you, dummy?

One minute we're flying
over Parenthia, and then, pow,

we're a million miles
away in outer space.

This proves one thing,
though.

There is life
on other planets.

They speak
Parenthian too.

The question is,
are they dangerous?

Don't worry, Orvis.

We have our N-guns
for protection.

Hi,
Aunt Clara.

Everything go
all right?

Oh, hello, children.

Oh, yes, yes.

Everything's all right.

And Tabatha's
asleep in bed.

Good.

Well, it was a very
uneventful evening.

Uh, almost.

What do you mean, "almost"?

What does she mean,
"almost"?

What do you mean, "almost"?

Well, Darrin, you know
that little toy, um, saucer

that you like so much?

Uh, yes.
What about it?

Well, you're going
to love it now.

I am?

Well, there's so much
more of it to love.

All right, Aunt Clara.
Out with it.

Uh, well...

Now, now, sweetheart.

Try--Try and keep an open mind.

It's a wonder
I can keep

any mind
at all.

Ooh...

Oh.

Well, what do you think?

I think you've
done it again.

Well, it's quite
easy to explain.

You see, the saucer flew
around and flew out the door.

And I couldn't
find it.

So I wanted
to zap it back,

and, uh, well,

I'm afraid I didn't realize
my own strength.

I'm impressed.

Now, please shrink it.

Oh, but I tried to,
and nothing happened.

Uh-oh, the first one
is back,

and it's brought
more of them.

Look at the ridiculous ears

on the tall one.

Sam, you've gotta
cut this thing

down to size, and quick.

Well, uh, I wish I could,
sweetheart, but you see,

- it's Aunt Clara's--
- Aunt Clara's spell.

Well,
you're catching on.

But I'm sure that after
a good night's sleep,

Aunt Clara will be able
to reverse the spell.

DARRIN Okay.

But if that thing doesn't
fit into the toy box,

the first thing
in the morning,

I'll take a hacksaw
and do it myself.

Did you hear that?

He's coming back
in the morning

to destroy us.

If he aims his hacksaw at us,

we'll blast him with the N-gun.

I knew it. I was right.

There was a noise last night,

and it was caused
by that flying saucer.

Just wait till Mr. Abner
"Know-it-All" Kravitz

sees this.

Abner! Abner, wake up! Wake up!

Abner!

Ah, Sophia,
we'll motor down

the Via Veneto
together.

Abner!

Oh, it's you.

What are you
screeching about?

An invasion.

Right in our neighborhood.

Your mother's back?

In the Stephens' backyard.

I'd rather have her
over there than here.

It's not my mother.

It's a flying saucer.

- You know what I think?
- What?

I think your curlers
are wound too tight.

All right.

You don't have
to believe me.

I'm gonna
call the Air Force.

I gave up Sophia
for this!

Where's Aunt Clara?

- She's still asleep.
- Asleep? Sam, it's after 8:00.

We've gotta do something
about that saucer

before the whole
neighborhood sees it.

The doorbell.
What do we do now?

Relax, sweetheart.

We're not
Bonnie and Clyde.

I'll get it.

I don't know why
you just don't

go around
the back

and peek
at the saucer.

Mrs. Kravitz,
the Air Force

doesn't peek.

It investigates.

Yes, who is it?

It's Mrs. Kravitz.

I've got to
talk to you.

Well, I'm sorry,
Mrs. Kravitz,

but I'm
all out of sugar.

It's not about sugar,
Mrs. Stephens.

It's about
your flying saucer.

She knows.
What will we tell her?

Um, why not say it's for an ad
campaign?

Wait a minute. Why not say
it's for an ad campaign?

I just said that.

That's where
I heard it.

Hello,
Mrs. Kravitz.

Why, Mrs. Kravitz,
I didn't know

you had sons
in the service.

Very amusing, Mr. Stephens.

This just happens to be Colonel
Burkett

and Captain Tugwell of the Air
Force.

Oh, is our TV antenna up a
little too high?

Oh, no,
Mrs. Stephens,

but, uh, your neighbor
claims she saw

a flying saucer
in your backyard.

A flying saucer?

Oh, you mean the thing
in the backyard?

Oh, well, I'm in
the ad game, colonel,

and, um, I built
that flying saucer

to publicize
a new space toy.

Space toy?

It's very
authentic-looking.

Uh, you don't mind
if we take a look, do you?

Of course not.
Right this way.

Gosh, it sure

looks real to me.

Oh.

Well, that's quite
a compliment, Captain.

Coming from
an expert like you.

What's it made of,
Stephens?

Oh, uh,
just odds and ends.

Well, the Air Force should know
about this.

We are the Air Force.

I'm sorry, Uncle Charlie.

Tugwell, I got you
in the Air Force,

and if you don't stop
with the "Uncle Charlie,"

I will get you
in the infantry.

- Golly, Mom said--
- Tugwell!

It doesn't look
like a toy to me.

Say, did you bring
a photographer?

Wouldn't you like to take
pictures?

Yes. This promotion can use
all the publicity it can get.

I'm sorry,
Stephens.

This won't be getting
any publicity from us.

As far as the Air Force
is concerned,

this investigation
is closed.

Aw.

Come along,
Tugwell.

Wait a minute!

Don't leave.

Bye-bye,
Mrs. Kravitz.

It looks to me like the ones
in uniform are dangerous.

Maybe the other ones
are friendly.

We might as well find out.
We can't stay in here forever.

Good idea. You go.
I'll guard the ship.

Open the hatch, Orvis.

Boy, that was some
pretty fancy footwork.

I'll, uh, go wake up Aunt Clara,

and this toy will be back
to normal in no time.

Samantha!

- Aah!
- Aah!

Oh, my stars!

How do you
expect me to feel,

with a real flying saucer,
with real spacemen,

sitting in my
backyard.

Samantha, you don't realize
what's happened.

Your Aunt Clara
topped herself.

This time she started an
invasion from outer space.

Now, Darrin,
it's not an invasion

from outer space.

Aunt Clara's spell
just went wrong.

See, she's working
on the counter-spell.

Sure.

I think I'll go into the kitchen
and get a cup of coffee.

Sam.

Honey, I think you're
taking this too lightly.

This is a spaceship
from an alien planet.

I know.

Cute, isn't it?

I'm reporting this
to the Air Force.

What do we
do now, Alpha?

He wants
to turn us in.

She hasn't lost
the argument yet.

We'll just wait.

How long can we wait?

Will you please
stop arguing

so I can hear
them arguing?

Whatever
is in there

may be furious
for being wrenched

out of space
into our backyard.

Who's mad?
I'm not mad.

Are you mad, Alpha?

Not me.

Darrin, I just know they're
friendly.

There's only one way to prove it.

I'm going to
coax them out here.

Sam, I wouldn't
think of permitting--

Don't worry,
sweetheart.

If they show any
signs of meanness,

I'll just
pop back to you.

- But, Sam--
- Worrywart.

I'm--

[Darrin on speaker] Sam? Sam, where are you?

That's right.
Where is she?

Here I am.

How--How did she do that?

If they're that far advanced,
we don't stand a chance.

Well, I'm glad
you speak our language.

At least we won't have
any communication problem.

My name is Samantha.

We're from
the planet Parenthia,

and don't you dare
come any closer.

Before we put
our N-guns away,

I'd like to know where we
are and how we got here.

Well, you are on
the planet Earth.

And the way you got here--

Well, you see,
my aunt is a witch.

A what?

No, stupid, not a "what,"a
"which."

Are you sure
you don't mean a "who"?

Well, it is
a little complicated.

But, uh, the important thing is,
you wanna go home, right?

Good. Now, put away your guns.

Oh, ho, ho.

These are only N-guns.

That's right.
N stands for "niceness."

It wouldn't hurt you.
It'd just make you friendly.

But I'm already friendly.

That's right, stupid.
She's on our side.

It's the one with the funny ears
who's mean.

Um, he's really
a very nice fellow.

Look, um, why don't you
two come into the house,

and I'll fix you
a nice, hot breakfast,

and we can learn more
about each other.

Well...

Cross my heart,
fellas.

I will not take you
to my leader.

Okay,
open up in there!

Darrin, I'd like you
to meet our guests

from the planet
Parenthia.

Show them how friendly the
natives can be, sweetheart.

Uh, welcome to our planet, uh,
gentlemen.

Well, he certainly has changed
his tune.

I think the atmosphere
is all right for us.

My nose
is still cold.

How can you
just sit there?

You were right,
Mrs. Kravitz.

There is something funny
going on around here.

Our radar tracking clearly shows
that something streaked to Earth

last night
in this area.

And if my hunch
is right,

I'll be wearing
oak leaves.

That figures.

This place is getting
squirrelier by the minute.

Floppy ears.
My, my.

I thought spacemen
had pointed ears.

She means like my cousin
Rondo. You remember?

The one that
had the ear job.

So, you say you
descended from apes, eh?

Well, that's
believable.

Sam, I'm gonna call
the Air Force.

Sweetheart, he's
right... relatively speaking.

I know, but...

it's the way he said it.

Alpha,
don't be a snob.

After all, our ancestors
walked on all fours too.

Would you like to see
a picture of my family?

Oh, I'd love to.

Oh.

- Is that your wife?
- Yes.

And those are the twins,
Yip and Yap.

This is the first time I've
ever been away from my wife.

She's gonna be
howling mad.

But you know,

I kind of miss her whining.

Sweetheart,
I keep thinking

how I'd feel
if we were separated.

I guess you're right, honey.

It wouldn't be fair
to keep them here.

But what about, uh...?

Oh, wait a minute.
I have an idea.

Aunt Clara,
wasn't Tabatha

with you when you
cast the spell?

Well, uh, yes. That's it.

Well, of course.

Why do you ask?

Well, she might
remember some of the words.

Come on.
Let's go upstairs.

Oh, yeah.

Shh.

What is it?

They never covered anything like
this in Officer's Candidate School.

Let me
take a look.

Okay, but wait a minute. Wait a
minute.

You mean to tell me
that your planet Earth

is 250 trillion miles
from Parenthia?

Boy, you're really out
in the boondocks, aren't you?

Ha, ha, ha.

So that's what they've
been up to.

Isn't there
some kind of law

against harboring
space people?

Wait till Uncle Charlie
sees this.

He'll never be able to
call me a ding-a-ling again.

Come on, I've gotta use your
phone.

You go. I'm not
budging from this spot.

All right.
But keep out of sight.

This is so exciting!

Uh...

You fellas better
wait in the ship.

That way
you'll be ready.

Uh, Orvis, you wouldn't
wanna forget the syrup.

Oh, thank you.

Pancakes without syrup
is ridiculous.

[Gladys] Halt!

I'm making a citizen's arrest.

Mrs. Kravitz.

I knew there was something
weird about your family.

You're an advanced unit
from another planet.

Now, Mrs. Kravitz,
you're just excited.

But you're not gonna get away with it.
Captain Tugwell has contacted Colonel Burkett,

and the Air Force is on their
way over here right now.

And you'll be captured
and put where you belong.

Boy, this one is really begging
for a shot of niceness.

He-e-e-elp!

Hello, Mr. Stephens.

Aren't you going to introduce
me to your adorable companions?

Why, uh, uh, certainly,
uh, Mrs. Kravitz.

This is
Alpha and Orvis,

some actor
friends of ours.

They're with
the Parenthian Players.

Well, they're just the
cutest, most adorable,

loveable little angels
I've ever met.

Tell me about yourself,
precious.

I liked her better
the other way.

Well, if you'll
excuse me,

I'm going to pick some
flowers for my husband.

He's been so
understanding.

Okay, boys,
into the ship.

The Air Force is on its way.
Where are the spacemen?

Spacemen?

There aren't
any spacemen.

Care for a flower?

Sweetheart,

Tabatha remembered
part of it.

"Night"
and "sight."

Don't worry, boys.
It should be any minute now.

Let's hope so.
I hate long goodbyes.

Come on, dummy.

I don't wanna
rush you,

Aunt Clara,

but I think those sirens
are for us.

Yes, light,
fright.

No, no,
night and sight.

- Night and sight.
- Night and sight.

Night and sight.

Tugwell, this better not be
another false alarm.

Wait till you see them, Uncle Charlie.
They've got long floppy ears.

They're in back.
Come on.

Shane, you better stick with the
car radio, just in case, huh?

Springer, you go
around the other way.

I'll give it
one more chance.

Flying saucer
From out the night

All right. Nobody move.
You're all my prisoners.

Return ye now
And leave my sight

Okay, Tugwell, where are your
space people

with the long, floppy ears, hm?

Okay, Stephens, where
did you hide the spacemen?

Spacemen?

What spacemen?

You saw them,
Mrs. Kravitz.

The little men with
the floppy ears, remember?

Oh, you mean those actors.

It's not very nice of
you to make fun of them.

None of us is perfect, captain.

Here, colonel,
have a tulip.

Tugwell, you're gonna
love it in the infantry.

But, Uncle Charlie, Mom
said that you were gonna...

Oh,
Aunt Clara.

Oh, you were
wonderful.

- Oh, dear.
- Thank you, darling.

Wasn't she wonderful, Darrin?

I don't know what's so wonderful
about giving my ulcer an ulcer.

Well, now, I don't think
that's very nice.

After all, Aunt Clara got rid of
the saucer for us, didn't she?

That's true.
She got rid of it, all right,

but let's not lose sight of the
fact that it was Aunt Clara

in the first place who--

You were wonderful, Aunt Clara.

Oh, thank you, Darrin.

Thank you, Darrin.
Oh, darling.

You know,
something good

could have come
from this experience.

What's that?

If we had asked,

I bet they would have
left one of their niceness guns.

Who knows? It might
even work on your mother.

Darrin.

Well...