All language subtitles for Bewitched.S06E26.A.Chance.on.Love.Imprint.1080p.BluRay.FLAC2.0.H.264-BTN_track5_[eng]

Okay, who's the wise witch?

Wiser than you are, Cousin, drudging
around the kitchen like a slave.

Serena, doing housework is one of
the joys of living the mortal life.

It means you're doing
something for someone you love.

Well, you didn't develop
biceps doing it.

Instead, why don't you break out and
join me and the Maharaja of Jodhpur?

He's throwing
an elephant race.

Well, I appreciate
the thought,

but I have a day
you wouldn't believe.

I have to take Adam to the pediatrician,
get Tabitha some new shoes,

pick up a dress to wear to a business
dinner at the Tates' tonight...

And tote that barge
and lift that bale.

That's on tomorrow's list.

Hello?
Oh, hello, Mrs. Corby.

Mrs. Stephens. I'm
surprised to find you at home.

You were supposed to be here
10 minutes ago to relieve me.

Oh, but there must be
some mistake.

I thought it was
tomorrow at 11:00.

Ah. No. I have you down here for
today, and I'm counting on you.

Well, yes,
Mrs. Corby, but...

I can cover for you
for a while.

How long will it
take you to get here?

About 20 minutes.

I'm sorry, and I'll be
there as soon as I can.

Serena, have I ever asked
you to do me any favors?

Yes. You've asked me
to get lost often enough.

Oh, Serena, this is for
such a good cause.

For sending underprivileged
kids to summer camp.

Yes, but...

All you'd have to do is
take my place in the lobby

of the Huntington Hotel, selling
chances to people passing by.

It's really very simple.
Even you could do it.

Somehow, I don't think
I'm being flattered.

Oh, well, on second
thought, forget it.

Darrin would have a fit!

I'll do it!

Um, just one more thing.

Would you make that skirt
just a smidgen longer?

Killjoy!

That's better.

Bewitched.

While I was waiting
for you, Mrs. Stephens,

I sold another $14
worth of tickets.

Oh, well, I only hope I
can do as well as you did.

Now you're using
good common sense.

Listen, Larry,
you know as well as I do,

your company has done a great job
over the years for Dinsdale Soups,

but let's face it, we've got to
close up that generation gap.

Now when am I going to meet this young,
bright genius who's going to turn the trick?

Tonight at my house, along with
some other members of my staff.

Hi, there!
Hi.

Would you be interested in sending a
boy to camp and making a girl happy?

Yeah.

See you tonight.

How about you, sir?

Huh? What?

How about me for what?

Send a boy to camp?

Oh, sorry.

All of my charitable
contributions

are made through
the George Dinsdale Foundation.

Oh? Who's George Dinsdale?

Silly girl. Me.

But if you'd like to
have a drink with me,

I might consider
some out-of-pocket charity.

What do you say?

Depends. How much
have you got in your pocket?

Well, let's see.

Two fives and three dimes
and a cough drop.

I'll take the cough drop.
I just got a chill.

Oh, my hunch was right.
You are something else.

You have no idea.

Do you know what
I'm going to do for you?

What?

I'm going to buy
all of your tickets up.

Groovy.

There's something about a first meeting
that has its own special excitement.

It's like the start of
a big game hunt.

Don't tell me
you're a hunter, too?

No, no, no.

I confine my safaris to the jungles
of New York, Paris and London.

And may I say, you are the
wildest game I have ever hunted.

Careful. Maybe you're the
chicken, and I'm the hawk.

Well, you do have
beautiful hands.

Thank you.

And the longest lifeline
I've ever seen.

It runs in the family.

I see something else.

I see lunch tomorrow
at this table.

Look harder

and you'll see dinner
tonight at your place.

I have to go to a business
dinner tonight, unfortunately.

Well, if you got to go,
you got to go.

Would you consider
coming with me?

If you think that's my kind of
evening, I'm a little disappointed.

You're right.
Lost my head.

Lunch tomorrow.
Where do I pick you up?

Right here.

Ciao.
Ciao.

I'm so glad
you could come.

Thank you.

There you go, George.

Very cold, very dry with a
twist of lime instead of lemon.

You know, I've got to
try that sometime.

Thanks, Larry.

Where's this
wonder boy of yours?

Oh, he's got to be here
any minute.

Oh, hi, dear.

Hello, Louise.
I'm sorry we're late.

Let me take your coat.
Look at that.

Groovy. Listen, you'd better go
right on in. They're waiting for you.

Here he is, George.
The late Darrin Stephens.

Great pleasure,
Mr. Dinsdale.

- And the charming Mrs. Stephens.
- [Sam] How do you do?

Hello.

Two ice-cold martinis
coming right up.

I'm looking forward to our
meeting tomorrow, Mr. Dinsdale.

I'm very enthusiastic
about some of the ideas

I've worked up
for Dinsdale Soups.

I think you're going
to like what I have.

Oh, I already do.

[Darrin] Pardon?

I mean, I appreciate
your enthusiasm, Stephens.

Darrin, I'm sure you know your way
back to the bar better than I do.

I wonder...
Oh, sure.

I like it stirred slowly, at
least 50 turns in the pitcher.

I see we have the same
taste in martinis. Excuse me.

As well as
beautiful women.

Well, thank you
very much.

How come the 50 turns
in the pitcher?

It gives us more time.

For what?

For what?

And you thought this was
going to be a dull party.

I did?

So did I.

How could I
know about this?

About what?

Well, what else?
You and me.

I tell you. Fate must be
dealing those cards to us.

It's kismet. The
gods have ordained it.

You know what I mean?
Yes.

Yes, I know exactly
what you mean,

and I suggest you put it
right out of your mind.

Oh, you mean
until tomorrow?

Mr. Dinsdale, you are laboring
under a misapprehension.

Now if I may make a carefully
considered suggestion.

Sure.

Knock it off!

I love it. I love it!

When those sparks fly
from your eyes.

You know, you're even more striking
now than you were this afternoon.

I think we'd better go back
and join the others before...

This afternoon?
Of course.

What are you worrying about?
Nobody can hear us.

At the Huntington Hotel?

A name that will be etched
in my memory forever.

Oh, Mr. Dinsdale, I'm
afraid I owe you an apology.

What for? I loved it.

No, you didn't.

I mean, no.
No, you didn't meet me.

Well, I mean, you met me,
but it wasn't me you met.

Keep talking. You're
beautiful. The way you look...

Will you listen? Now, my
cousin Serena took my place

at the hotel this afternoon
to sell those raffle tickets.

We look a great deal alike,
and sometimes...

Oh, dear. Well, it's much too
complicated to explain right now.

It's all right. I get it. Oh,
the games that people play.

Listen, Serena, when you arrive
at the lunchroom tomorrow,

just ask for 007.

I'm telling you.
I'm not Serena!

Oh, sure, I understand.

And I'd appreciate it if you didn't
mention anything about this to Darrin.

Are you kidding? He's the last
one that's supposed to know.

Just be there
at the luncheon date.

Your date is with Serena.

Serena, Samantha. "A
rose by any other name..."

Just tell your cousin
to be there.

Oh, I definitely will.

Serena? Serena!

Serena?

Boy, do you have
rotten timing.

What can I do
for you, Cuz?

For one thing,
you can stop being me.

What are you
talking about?

Don't play innocent with me.

Innocence is not my bag.

I am talking about
a certain George Dinsdale.

Oh, him.

Yes, him. He happens to
be a client of McMann & Tate,

and he tried to nuzzle
my ear at dinner tonight!

Well, that is a bit
of a sticky wicket.

Funny, huh?

Not to me. I gather you're
having lunch with him tomorrow,

so I want you to
straighten him out.

I don't know why
you're so uptight.

It's perfectly innocent.

He's very good-looking,
and I happen to turn him on.

Well, turn him off!

Okay! Okay.
Don't bust your broom.

Hi, there.

Hi, there.

Forgive me.
I'm terrible with names.

The password
is "Send a boy to camp."

Samantha!
That wig is terrific.

I didn't recognize you.
Sit down. Sit down.

I was beginning to think
you'd chickened out.

I took the liberty
of ordering.

George, there's something
I have to tell you.

I can't
get over that wig.

That's what
I have to tell you.

It isn't a wig. Yesterday,
that was a wig.

Well, who cares? Let's
not waste time on small talk.

Oh, Samantha, I want to
know everything about you.

Well, the first thing you must
know is that I am not Samantha.

I'm her cousin Serena.

Oh, sure, sure.
Very wise, too.

You're Samantha in suburbia and
Serena when you're out on the town.

You devil, you.
A bit overcautious, but...

No, no.

No. Samantha was
in a spot yesterday,

so I took her place
to sell those raffle tickets.

I tell you I am Serena.

Okay, okay.
So you're Serena.

Just as long as I've
made that perfectly clear.

Perfectly. Now,

there's something I've got to
know before we go any further.

What?
What about Darrin?

What about him?

Well, you know.
How do you feel about him?

Oh, well,
he's all right.

What does that mean?

Well, he's okay to visit,

but I wouldn't
want to live with him.

That's just
what I figured.

Oh, believe me, I would
love to stay and play,

but I have to fly.

So if you'll excuse me.

Well, wait.
What about lunch?

Besides, we haven't begun
to talk about me.

Sure we have.
In fact, we just finished.

Oh, Samantha, stay and at
least have one more drink.

Oh, waiter? Waiter?

Another round for me
and the young lady.

Young lady?

Yes...

If I may suggest, sir, maybe you
should have something to eat.

Oh, hi, Larry. I'm glad you dropped
in. I wanted to show you this.

It's a new label I'm thinking
of springing on Dinsdale.

Forget it. He just called.
And?

He doesn't want you
on the account. What?

And from the way he talked,
I'd say he was thinking

of canceling
his account altogether.

But why?
That's the same question

that's been going
through my mind.

What'd you say
to him last night?

Nothing.

I mean, I said I was looking
forward to working with him,

and I was confident he
was going to like my ideas.

What else?

Oh, I don't know.
I made him a martini.

Did you use gin?
Of course.

Did you chill the glass?
Yes.

Did you put a twist
of lime in it? No.

Well, that's it.
He didn't like the martini.

Larry, you're not
making sense.

I know,
but I'm desperate.

Oh, Mr. Dinsdale.

You're a naughty girl.

I am?

I didn't think you were
the type that got cold feet.

Well, I don't, not even
in the coldest weather.

May I come in?
Of course.

Serena did show up at
the luncheon, didn't she?

Oh, of course.

And she did clear up the
misunderstanding? Mmm-hmm.

Oh, look, I'm tired of
playing these kind of games.

Oh, well, so am I,
especially without a referee.

Please!

Mr. Dinsdale, what
went on at that lunch?

Oh, Samantha, will
you stop this charade?

Look, I know
what's bugging you.

You do?
Of course I do.

And I... Frankly, I agree.

The fact is, it's because your husband
is still doing business with me,

and I make it a rule never to do business
with a man while I'm seeing his wife.

It puts me at a psychological
disadvantage, if you know what I mean.

Yes, I know exactly
what you mean.

Where were you when they
were handing out character?

Oh, Samantha, let's
be adult about this thing.

I have solved our problem. I have
fired Darrin off the account.

What?

And now that I've cleared
the way for our happiness,

how about showing
a little gratitude?

Mr. Dinsdale,
in about two seconds,

you are going to feel the
full extent of my gratitude.

Now will you please
let go and listen?

Oh, all right!

Okay.

Now, I'm going to try
once more to clarify things.

I am Samantha.

You are Samantha.

I did not meet you
at the hotel yesterday.

You did not meet me
at the hotel yesterday.

That was my cousin
Serena.

That was your cousin
Serena.

Will you stop parroting me?

You're right.
Let's both stop talking.

Okay, you asked for it.

Hey, Sam?

Oh, hi, Larry, Darrin.

Is Dinsdale here? What
makes you think he's here?

He didn't show up
for the meeting,

and Betty told us
he phoned for your address.

Oh.

Where'd the parrot
come from?

Oh, well, he belongs
to a neighbor.

I was sort of
parrot-sitting.

Hi, Darrin.

Isn't that cute?

I just taught him
to say that.

Wow. That usually
takes months.

Well, he's a very apt pupil.

Maybe we ought to try
Dinsdale's hotel again.

I'm Dinsdale.
I'm Dinsdale.

You taught him
that, too?

Yes. Well, I figured if
Dinsdale ever dropped in...

I don't understand.

In case Dinsdale
ever dropped in,

you'd go and borrow
the bird again?

You said it, I didn't.

Listen, if he can say
Dinsdale's name,

maybe we ought to buy the parrot,
take him over to the hotel,

go up to his room
and spring it on him!

Well, I guess
I'll go on home.

Let me know if you
hear from Dinsdale.

I'm Dinsdale.
I'm Dinsdale.

Oh, shut up
and eat your crackers.

See you, Sam.

Yeah. Bye, Larry.

Hello.
Hello.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

"Four score
and seven years ago."

"Four score
and seven years ago."

Fantastic!

I've never heard of a parrot
that could learn that quickly.

Yes.

Well, there's a good
explanation for that.

Oh?

Yes, it isn't a parrot.

You could've fooled me.
What is it?

It's a George Dinsdale.

You turned a client
into a parrot?

I had to.

You see, he met Serena when she took
my place at the hotel yesterday.

Then when he met me,
he thought I was Serena.

You turned a client
into a parrot?

Well, Darrin, he was
all over me. I had to do it.

Of course.
You had to do it.

Poor guy.

Well, what about poor me?

And what about poor you?
That bird had you fired!

That still doesn't justify
doing a thing like this.

What if Larry
had found out?

Well, he probably would have tried to get
the parrot to sign on the dotted line.

Very funny.

Now, will you
change him back?

Darrin, it's not
going to do any good

until we can convince him
that there are two of us.

Now, you take him into the kitchen
while I try and get hold of Serena.

Okay.

He doesn't seem
to like me.

Well, it isn't
a popularity contest.

Just get him
out of the room.

Serena?

Did you get in touch
with Serena?

Yes.
She's getting ready.

May I have
a glass of water?

Can't it wait till
you change him back?

It's not for me.

And Darrin, don't be surprised
at anything I might say or do.

You're kidding.

Just have a few more sips
and you'll feel better.

What happened?

Tell him what happened.

You felt a little faint
and asked for some water.

Yeah, some water.

I must have had
a lapse in memory. I...

What am I doing in here?

Apparently,
he doesn't remember

about wanting
the meeting changed.

No, no, he doesn't.

You wanted to meet here
instead of at the office.

I did?

And I'm very glad we got that
little matter straightened out

about me
and my cousin Serena.

Oh, now,
that I remember.

As a matter of fact,
she's here.

Come on.

Hi, Georgie Porgie!

I can't believe it! There
really are two of you.

I thought I'd never
hear you say that.

I owe you
a profound apology.

It's perfectly all right.

No, no, no.
It isn't, Mrs. Stephens.

What can I do to make up
for my grotesque behavior?

Well, you could begin
by apologizing to Darrin.

Stephens, what can I say?

Well, what I'd like
to hear you say is that

you'll read the material
I've prepared for you.

I don't have to.
Under the circumstances,

I love it. Love it!

And speaking of that,

what are you doing
in the immediate future?

I'm having
dinner with you,

followed, I imagine,
by an evening of dancing,

merrymaking
and etcetera.

What time
shall I pick you up?

Why wait? What's wrong with
starting the evening this afternoon?

Oh, lady,
I like your style.

Again, forgive me.

Ta-ta, Cuz, Dumbo.

Oh.
Oh.

May I come in?

Yes, of course.

A little... A little something
to reinforce the apology.

Oh, well, thank you, but
it really wasn't necessary.

Well, good to
see you, George.

Oh, hi, Darrin.

I'd offer you a drink, but I
have a hunch you wouldn't accept.

You'd make
a great bookie.

I was wondering if you knew
how to get in touch with Serena.

I owe her an apology.

Did something go wrong
the other night?

Well, I must've had a bit
too much to drink.

What happened?

Well, Serena and I
were dancing,

and the music
was playing real soft.

Kind of prehistoric style,
you know?

And I was singing
in Serena's ear...

♪ Fly me to the moon

And then the next thing
I knew, I was on my way!

Where?

To the moon!

Oh.

Oh, dear. Well, that must've
been quite a nightmare.

Oh, I tell you, I...

But I don't remember
being asleep.

I must have passed out.

When I woke up,
I was in my hotel room.

Imagine that.

Yeah, three days later.

I've just got to find her
and apologize to her.

Well, it's a little hard to tell where
Serena will be at any given moment.

She travels, you know.

But I'll give her
your message.

And in the meantime, I wouldn't
worry about it if I were you.

As a matter of fact,
I'd be rather pleased.

What do you mean?

Well, you made
the trip a lot easier

and a lot cheaper
than the guys from NASA.

Well, that makes sense.