All language subtitles for Bewitched.S06E30.Make.Love.Not.Hate.Imprint.1080p.BluRay.FLAC2.0.H.264-BTN_track5_[eng]

I think I'll wear the gray knit
to Larry and Louise's tonight.

The gray knit?
Uh-huh.

Not the one with
the plunging neckline.

Well, you loved it
the last time I wore it.

So did
a lot of other guys.

It's the only thing I have
that Louise hasn't seen.

Sam, the client and
his wife are from Boston.

They're against
open-toed shoes.

Oh.

Well, maybe I'll wear
a sweatshirt under it.

If we go at all.

If?

Well, I've been trying to get
Esmeralda since yesterday.

I can't seem to reach her.

[Esmeralda] Here I am, Samantha.

Hello, Mr. Stephens.

Good morning,
Esmeralda.

[Esmeralda] I couldn't
possibly baby-sit tonight.

Well, why don't you materialize
and tell me all about it?

[Esmeralda] All right.

Where have you been?

I have been devastated.

I don't feel up
to baby-sitting.

What happened?

Well, you remember a few weeks
ago I went out with Ramon Verona?

Oh, yes. He's the salad
chef at the Warlock Club.

Of course.

Anyway, it was
a shocking experience.

Did he make
a pass at you?

No. And I've never been
so insulted in all my life.

He's been dating that little
witch in the hatcheck room.

Oh!

You know her type.

Dresses up to here and
false eyelashes down to there.

And nothing in her head.

With those legs,
who needs a head?

Uh, Esmeralda, would you mind going
upstairs and looking in on Adam?

All right. But I can
only stay a short time.

Well, we have
two alternatives.

What's the second one?

Don't you want
to know the first?

The first is your mother.
What's the second one?

I could call Dr. Bombay.

That quack? I'd rather
have your mother.

Oh, Darrin. Esmeralda's
in such terrible shape.

He might know a way
to cure her depression.

Swell.
And after he does that,

who's gonna cure
my depression?

Oh, I'll think of something.

Anyway,
we'll be helping Esmeralda

and helping ourselves
at the same time.

Okay.
Bombay it is.

Only, uh, Sam,

don't call until
I'm out of firing range.

Bewitched.

Dr. Bombay!
Calling Dr. Bombay!

Dr... Oh.
Morning. Good morning.

Sit down.
I'll examine you.

Uh, Dr. Bombay,
I'm perfectly all right.

That's for me to decide. Sit down.
Left shoe off. I'll take your pulse.

No. Doctor,
you don't understand.

It's Esmeralda
who needs your help.

She's had a terrible
experience with Ramon Verona.

Ate one of his salads, eh?

Dr. Bombay,
this is serious.

Now, she's been going with
him for the past few months,

and all of a sudden
he just threw her over

for that little witch
in the checkroom.

Oh, she's terribly depressed.

I was hoping you could give
her something to cheer her up.

My dear, you don't
want Dr. Bombay.

You want Dear Abby.
Goodbye.

Oh, no.
Wait, wait, wait. Maybe...

Esmeralda?

Look who's here.

Oh, dear.

Uh, Esmeralda, Dr. Bombay
just wants to help you.

[Esmeralda] Nobody can help me.
I'm a natural-born loser.

That's not true.

No? What do you call someone who's
always pushing doors marked "pull"?

Uh, why don't you go
into the kitchen

and fix yourself
a cup of coffee?

All right. It might cheer
me up, but I doubt it.

Oh.

Hmm.

There's a lot less to her
than meets the eye.

You know what
I think, Doctor?

The only way to
bolster her ego is

to get another man
interested in her.

Jolly good idea.

Why are you
staring at me like that?

You mean
you're volunteering?

I just remembered a pressing
engagement with my tailor.

Oh, wait. Wait,
if you won't do it,

then you have to find
another warlock who will.

You must know somebody.

As a matter of fact, someone does
come to mind. Chap named Norton.

I once cured him of the incurable
square green spots disease.

What's he like?

Unfortunately, not the greatest
personality in the world.

Bit of a loser,
in fact.

Sort of, uh, short and
funny-looking, uh, drinks a bit, too.

Dr. Bombay,
nobody's perfect.

I really ought to be going.

Well, you can't leave,
Esmeralda,

until Dr. Bombay
gets back with your cure.

What is it?
A pill?

I hope not.

All right. You stay here.
I'll flush her out.

Bombay, could you
please lower your voice?

You're on the same
wavelength as my hangover.

Well, what's
this chick's name?

Esmeralda.
And you'll thank me.

Oh.

What does she look like?

Oh, she's warm,
sweet, intelligent.

Goodbye.

Norton. Did I
or did I not cure you

from the incurable square
green spots disease?

Yes, you did,
and I'm very...

Then the least you can do
is take a look at this witch

and, uh,
see what you think.

You have to keep your strength up
or you'll fade away to nothing.

If I'm lucky.

Now go ahead. Peek in, and if you
don't like her, you can leave.

There you go.

I hope this cure Dr. Bombay's
bringing isn't going to hurt.

I think you're going to be
pleasantly surprised.

I am?

I might as well tell you.

He's bringing
a friend for you.

Oh, no.

Well?

Wowee wow, wow!

She really appeals to you?

Oh, I'll say.

Well, you never can tell.

Esmeralda.

Yes.

You are going to
have to promise me that

when Dr. Bombay
shows up with his friend,

you won't fade out.

All right. But I really don't
feel like meeting anybody.

Oh, there you are. I want
you to meet a friend of mine.

Esmeralda, this is Norton.
Norton, this is Esmeralda.

Well, I'm certainly
glad to meet you.

You know, I almost
didn't agree to come here.

I could almost laugh
when I think of it.

This is Esmeralda.

No. No, you're Esmeralda.

You see, when he
told me to look in here,

and I looked in here, and
you were the one who was...

That's why you've got to be.

She's Esmeralda?

Oh, dear.

Dr. Bombay,
I don't think

Esmeralda's going to be able
to hang in there much longer.

How you doing?

My dear girl, you can't rush
a thing like a love potion.

It calls for the utmost
precision and care.

Oh.

Hello.

Oh, hi, sweetheart.

You'll make
what up to me?

Well, Louise is having one
of her migraine headaches,

so guess who's going
to have the pleasure

of entertaining Larry
and the Meiklejohns tonight.

Well, uh, I hope it's Oscar of
the Waldorf, but I know better.

I know it's late in the day to spring
this on you, so if you have to, uh,

you know, take some
shortcuts, I'll understand.

Well, fortunately
that won't be necessary.

I have some steaks
in the freezer.

Ah, you're beautiful.
I'll be home early to help.

Oh, and make some of that clam
dip of yours, Larry loves it.

Okay. But you tell Larry

that if I have to make one more dinner
for a client, I want to go on the payroll.

Bye.
Bye.

Dr. Bombay...
Shh.

I have a slight problem.

My husband
is coming home early,

and we're having
company for dinner.

Now, this won't take
but another moment.

Oh.

Or two.

Dr. Bombay, how much
longer is this going to take?

I'll be done
in a jiffy.

That's what you said
over an hour ago.

What does that do?

Nothing. It's just for
eating. It's my clam dip.

You don't say.

Scotch and soda.

Uh, does this potion
work in the usual way?

Yes.
After imbibing this potion,

the imbibee is smitten
by the first person he sees,

of the opposite sex,
of course.

Is there a chance
he'll refuse the drink?

If he does, he'll be
breaking a lifetime habit.

Well,
here goes nothing.

Ready for a drink?

You're a mind reader.

How about
a little toast?

Here's mud in your eye.

Don't be a bore, Norton.
There's a lady present.

Uh, sorry.
Here's mud in your eye.

Oh, dear.

Where'd she go?

Hi there.

I love you.

Oh, my stars!

Where are you going,
my little love bug?

Come back here. There's
been a ghastly mistake.

Dr. Bombay. Dr. Bombay, my husband's
going to be home any minute.

Right. Goodbye.

If there's one thing I can't
stand, it's a cowardly doctor.

There you are,
you gorgeous little witch.

And his friends!

I've got you now,
my little pigeon.

I wonder if that's
what they mean by

"life, liberty and
the happiness of pursuit."

Oh.

Esmeralda!

Esmeralda, will you
please tell him I'm married?

She's married,
but I'm not.

Come here, you
little pigeon. Whoo!

I'm not even engaged.

Oh, good for you.

Oh! Hi, sweetheart.
You're early.

Come back here,
you beautiful creature.

I'm not that early.

[Darrin] Sam.
Oh, dear.

Okay. You want
to play games, huh?

All right. But I'm warning
you. I'm a very sore loser.

Where are you,
my little pigeon?

Mrs. Stephens
come through here?

She went thataway.

[Samantha] No. She went this away.

Sam, who is that guy?

Well, you see...
What is all this mess?

Our guests will be here
in less than an hour.

Now, have you flipped?
Oh, dear. Yes.

Uh, excuse us,
Esmeralda.

Dear.

He's a warlock
that Dr. Bombay thought

might be attracted to
Esmeralda, but he wasn't.

So the doctor
made a love potion

to get him interested,
and it did.

In me.

I knew there was
a logical explanation.

Sam, will you get that character
out of this house right now?

He is out. But I don't
know for how long.

Larry's picking up the
Meiklejohns at the airport

and taking them
to their hotel.

I'd better call the hotel and
see if I can head them off.

Oh.

That can't be Larry.

With the luck I've been having
all day, it's got to be him.

I better do something about the
mess in the kitchen just in case.

Oh. Mr. Meiklejohn.
Mrs. Meiklejohn. Hello.

How do you do?
How nice to see you.

I know we're a little early, but we decided
to come here straight from the airport.

Oh.

I told you
we should have called.

Yes.

Stand back, Esmeralda. I'm gonna
have to speed things up a bit.

Ooh. Uh, Esmeralda, would you mind
putting the dip in that silver bowl

with some crackers
around it and...

Sam, come on.

The Meiklejohns will think
we went out the back door.

Which may not be
a bad idea.

[Samantha] Why did
Larry bring them over so early?

[Darrin] Well, they had
an argument on the plane,

and she refused to stay over, so they
canceled their hotel reservations.

[Samantha] Looks like a jolly evening.

Well, I have to change.
Will you please turn around?

Sam, this is no time to
be bashful. Just go ahead.

Oh.

Uh, how do I look?

Like a vision of loveliness.

Look, whatever you're
selling, we don't want any.

Now will you please blow?

Oh, sure. Uh, you have
hurricane insurance?

He didn't mean
to be rude.

Yes, I did. Get lost.

I'll give you your choice. Would
you rather be a frog or a zebra?

Don't you dare
lay a spell on him.

You'd make
a wonderful aardvark.

Norton, if you
really care for me...

Oh, I do. I do.

Then you behave yourself
and stay here in the kitchen.

Your every wish
is my command.

Esmeralda,
may I have the clam dip?

Anything you say.

Would you like to make us

a couple of drinks,
sweetheart? Yeah.

Oh, Mr. Meiklejohn, Mrs.
Meiklejohn, how nice to see you.

Excuse me.
Have some clam dip.

Thank you. My dear,
I do want to apologize.

After all, it wasn't my
idea to barge in this early.

Sure. Blame me.

Even though it's you
who refuses to stay over.

I don't care
to discuss it.

Well, uh, Boston must be
very nice this time of year.

Sure.
Nice and humid.

I tell you, I did not
know that stewardess.

I hardly think this is
the place to discuss it.

But I am curious to know
how she knew your first name.

I must have taken the trip a hundred
times, and it's only logical...

I don't care
to discuss it.

Oh, this must be
awfully boring for you.

Oh, not at all.

Uh, I mean, sweetheart, don't you think
you should freshen up their drinks?

Oh.
Uh, Mrs. Meiklejohn?

No, thank you.

Mr. Meiklejohn.

Just warm up
the ice cubes.

Humph!

I've only had one.

And two doubles
on the plane.

Wouldn't anyone
like some clam dip?

Uh, George, inasmuch as
you're going back tonight,

maybe we could
take a few minutes

after dinner to discuss
the renewal terms.

Hmm. I don't think that'd
be fair to our hosts.

Sure, it would.

I mean, uh,
wouldn't it, Darrin?

Oh, sure. Sure.

I don't usually mix business
with pleasure, but under the...

Isn't anyone gonna
try the clam dip?

It's really the end.

Oh. Yeah. I will.

It does look good.

What is it?

Hi there.

What's the matter
with you?

You're beautiful.

Did I tell you, uh, what happened
to our neighbor Mrs. Kravitz?

[Darrin] No, Sam. What happened
to our neighbor Mrs. Kravitz?

Well, Mr. Kravitz took her to her
very first baseball game, and...

What are you doing
all the way over there?

Hmm?

Will you stop acting
like a sex maniac?

You're a handsome devil.
You know that?

Well, that's
very flattering, but...

I think
I'll freshen that dip.

Let me help you.

If I were your wife,
I'd never let you out alone.

Well, that's very flattering too, but,
uh, listen, I don't want to crowd you.

Why not?

Quite a kidder,
isn't she?

I have every reason
to be angry.

Do you think it was cricket just to
take off and leave your friend behind?

Why not?
He knows his way home.

At any rate, I haven't
the foggiest notion

how the potion
got into your dip.

You know, Doctor, you'd
make a perfect stranger.

Darrin, please.
What about the antidote?

Listen, you two. What's the
idea of leaving me alone with...

Hi.
Evidently.

You two sure have
a lot of help tonight.

Hey, what did you put in Mrs.
Meiklejohn's drink anyway?

I beg your pardon?

Larry, don't you understand?

She's just trying to get even with her
husband because of that stewardess.

Sure. And it won't hurt
to humor her.

You're forgetting something.
We're here to humor him.

And if she keeps on...

[Mrs. Meiklejohn] Larry, where are you? Oh!

Hey! Come back,
honeybunch!

I say. They've all
gone amok, haven't they?

How long will it take
to make the antidote?

It might be faster if I put a
reverse spell on the potion.

Where's the clam dip?

Over there.

I may join him. I could
do with a swim myself.

Nothing.

Darrin, uh, why don't you
go out there and help Larry?

Right.

I'm gonna get you.
Mrs. Meiklejohn, please.

Mrs. Meiklejohn, I don't think
Mr. Meiklejohn would approve.

Oh. Here, Mr. Meiklejohn.
Let me help you.

Please. Will you please
calm down! Don't go so fast.

I suppose Larry has told you how anxious
we are to continue handling your account.

For the last time...

He has a funny way
of showing it.

Hmm?

Oh, yes, here.

Cheers. Oh, boy! Some more clam
dip. Is it as good as it looks?

Oh, yes. Yes.

Uh, Esmeralda and Norton
tasted it, and they loved it.

Oh, that's great.

In fact,
they just left.

That's even greater.

Here, Mr. Meiklejohn.
Have some.

Uh, ladies first.

Sam, sit over here.

Oh, no, no, no. You're not
gonna get away from me again.

Here, here.
I made a fresh batch.

Oh, thank you.
Thank you very much.

Oh, my goodness.
What's going on here?

I haven't
the vaguest idea.

George. George, where
have you been all this time?

Right here,
honeybunch.

Are you trying to
start another argument?

Why should I argue
with my lovely wife?

Oh. I think I'll have some
of that. No, you don't.

Pardon?

I mean, I want you to save
your appetite for dinner,

which will be ready
in a few minutes.

Come along,
sweetheart.

Aw.

[Samantha] Darrin?
Mmm-hmm.

Oh, hi, sweetheart.

Hey. What's the matter?
You look worried.

I am.

Meiklejohn just renewed his
contract with us for five years.

Well, that's wonderful.
What's the problem?

Well, since
Mr. and Mrs. Meiklejohn

decided to turn the trip
into a second honeymoon,

he's been acting
like a teenager.

He calls his wife three or four
times a day, uh, sends her flowers,

talks about her incessantly.

Well, I'm sure
she doesn't mind.

Sam, you and I both know he's
under the influence of witchcraft.

Darrin, I have
a surprise for you.

That love potion
only lasts 24 hours.

You mean he really...

I guess all he needed
was a little push.

Well, what do you know?

Sam, that was not funny.

So sue me.
It was worth it.

Come here.