All language subtitles for S2E26-Ed The Matchmaker_Subtítulos01.ENG

[whinnies]

Hello. I'm Mister Ed.

♪ A horse is a horse,
of course, of course ♪

♪ And no one can talk
to a horse, of course ♪

♪ That is, of course,
unless the horse ♪

♪ Is the famous
Mister Ed ♪

♪ Go right to the source
and ask the horse ♪

♪ He'll give you
the answer ♪

♪ That you'll endorse ♪

♪ He's always
on a steady course ♪

♪ Talk to Mister Ed ♪

Well. Hmm.

Where is everybody?

[Wilbur]
Ed?

Uh-oh.

Ed, I told you not to spy
on our new neighbors.

I'm not spying.

I'm just exercising my eyes.

Quit sticking your nose
in other people's business.

Well, it's such a big nose.
I have to stick it some place.

Who are they?

Mr. and Mrs. Harper

and their teenage daughter
Emmy Lou.

Go on, Wilbur. What other
gossip do you know?

Well, they just moved in.
Their furniture is--

Ed, you're nothing
but a busybody.

If there's anything
I can't stand,

it's a peeping horse.

Big deal.

Come on. Back in the barn.

Back in the barn.

Now I got to watch
a daytime soap opera.

That's right. Get in the barn
and you stay there.

Okay.

[Carol]
Wilbur.

Emmy Lou came over to ask
a favor of you, hun.

Mr. Post, I know
we just moved in,

and I wouldn't want
to impose on you.

That's all right, honey.
Impose away.

Well, I'm not going
steady with anyone--

I'd be delighted.

I feel I should warn you
my fox trot's holding up well,

but my twist is bent.

Emmy Lou is serious.

I'm sorry, honey.
What's the favor?

Can I pull a hair
from your horse's tail?

You, uh, want to pull a hair
from Ed's tail?

Mm-hmm. I was reading
in this book called Love Charms,

and it says right here,

"If you pluck a hair
from the tail of noble steed,

then love will come
to a heart in need."

Honey, you don't mind, do you?

I'm going to use it
in a love potion.

You be my guest.

Better yet. I'll be right back.
Excuse me.

Ooh.

There you are, dear.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Post.

Don't mention it, Emmy Lou.
Anytime at all.

Thank you. Oh.

"If you pluck a hair
from the tail of a noble steed..."

[both laugh]

What did you use to catch me
with, dear? A horse's tail?

No, an angry father.

[water running]

Ed, stop being such a baby.

Gee, when Emmy Lou told me
her problem,

it got me right here.

Ah, you know where it got me.

All this fuss
over one little hair.

Pluck a hair from the tail
of a noble steed,

and pretty soon
a toupee he'll need.

[groans]

Martha, I thought we had
her adenoids out.

What hurts me has nothing to do
with my adenoids.

George, dear, read your paper.

What do you mean
read my paper?

I'm a paid-up member
of this family.

I have a right to know
what's troubling her.

Well, if you must know, Daddy,

I've been reading
a book on romance,

and I mixed a love potion.

You what?

Your daughter is
the only girl in Franklin High

who isn't going steady.

Oh.

I'm an old maid,
and you just sit there.

You're too young to go steady.

Aha.

Spying again, huh?

Who's spying? I was just
sniffing the rhododendron.

Ed, it's getting so you know
everything that goes on in the whole neighborhood.

I do not. I'm not one bit
interested in what anyb--

[car zooms past]

Hey, there goes Charlie Davis.

Charlie Davis?

That high school boy
who always needs a haircut.

He's gone ape
over Peggy Phillips.

You say you don't snoop, huh?

How come you know
all this stuff?

I happen to have
a little radar in my ears.

Well, you better get that radar
out of your ears,

or I won't put any carrots
in your mouth.

Look, Ed, you go
back to the barn.

And if I find
you snooping once more,

I'm going to send you to bed
without any television.

Oh, brother. It's tough
to be an only horse.

Back in the barn, Ed.

Hmm, I never heard
that muffler before.

I wonder who that is.

[tires squeal]

Looks like a new delivery boy.

[doorbell rings]

Why doesn't he use
the back door?

Oh, look, Mother. The man
from the grocery store's here.

[mumbles]

Uh, put it over here, sir.

Uh, do you go
to Franklin High?

[mumbles]

Oh, I'm a sophomore, too.

Uh, how come
I've never seen you at school?

[mumbles]

Mother, isn't that interesting?
He just moved into town.

Must be an exchange student.

Ask him what country
he comes from?

Where are you from?

[mumbles]

He's from New Jersey.

My name's Emmy Lou Harper.
What's yours?

- Huh?
- What's your name?

[mumbles]

Goodbye, Arthur.

How could she understand him?

They're teenagers.

Hello, Taffy? Taffy, guess
who just walked into my life.

Mr. Wonderful. He's a dream.

Huh. That's a dream?

I'm going to get out of here
before I go ape.

Yes, he's wearing
his own buckle.

Yeah.

Darn it. I wish
this wasn't Saturday.

Now I have to wait
all the way till Monday to see Arthur at school.

Yeah, well,
I'll see you later. Bye.

Emmy Lou, honey,
take the groceries in the kitchen for me.

- Sure.
- Thank you.

Hello, Mr. Bailey.
This is Mrs. Harper.

I'd like to order
some more groceries,

and have them delivered
immediately, will you, please?

Oh, Mother, you and Taffy

are the two best
girl friends I've got.

Ed.

I'll bet you think
I was snooping.

Oh, no, no.

You were just looking
at your reflection in the window

to see if your mane
was on straight.

You know what that
teenage little hair-puller is trying to do?

She now has her mother
ordering more groceries.

I don't care.

All I know is you broke
your promise to me not to snoop.

It wasn't a real promise.

What do you mean?

I had my hooves crossed.

[laughs]

Do you really think
Arthur will like it?

If he doesn't, dear, don't
bother with him. He's dead.

Oh, Wilbur, doesn't Emmy Lou
look adorable?

Emmy Lou?

I thought it was Zsa Zsa.

Oh, Mr. Post.

[chuckles]

Here. A little here, there,
and on the wrists there.

Why waste time? Just drink it.

[laughs]

Oh, look, Mr. Post.

I soaked a hair
from your horse's tail

in the love potion
for over 24 hours,

and now I made a ring
out of it.

What do you know?
My horse is engaged.

I just hope the charm
works on Arthur.

Mmm.

[speaking fake French]

What does that mean?

Ma chérie,
you are irresistible.

You really think so?

Gee, Arthur's never seen me
in high heels.

Just make sure he gets
a whiff of this perfume.

If it does what the bottlezf sa,
your problems are over.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

[tires squeal]

It's Arthur.

[doorbell rings]

You?

Hello, Arthur. Come in.

More groceries, honey?
He was just here an hour ago.

You never can tell
when people are going to drop in, right?

And I like to be prepared
for any emergency.

It sounds more
like a conspiracy.

Arthur, Emmy Lou will
take care of the groceries.

Emmy Lou? Honey?

[mumbles]

Oh.

I guess delivering groceries,

you run into a lot of girls
from Franklin High.

[mumbles]

You haven't?

[mumbles]

Oh, well, in that case,

since you're new in town
and don't know any girls--

[Man]
Gina Galuzzi. Gina Galuzzi.

See Italy's newest star
at your neighborhood theater.

Arthur, I--

[mumbles]

Here is a scene
from her latest film, Bitter Love.

Buon giorno, Roberto.

Oh, Gina, sei giù.

Buon, buon.

Un vino. Fantastico.
Grazie, Gina.

Gina, che bella che sei.

Roberto.

[mumbles]

Gina, cala.

Oh, che bella.

[mumbles]

Did you hear what he said?

Oh, I don't know what he said,

but it's the first time
I understood him.

Ah, now I think I know
how to handle Arturo.

Arturo?

Oh, Emmy Lou,
more groceries?

I think there's still a chance
to make him notice me.

Honey, if your father sees
any more groceries come in--

And besides, dear, there's
a limit to chasing a boy.

Now think of your pride.

Pride?

Pride comes
after you're going steady.

Oh.

Poor Arturo.

He's going to get it right
in the old pasta fazool.

So you're back here again, huh?

Ed, you are
positively incorrigible.

Thanks, Wilbur.
I'm glad we made up.

Come on. Back to the barn.

Ooh.

[doorbell rings]

We have moved.

George.

[knock at door]

Come in, Arthur.

[Emmy Lou]
Buon giorno, Arturo.

Buon giorno, Arturo.

[mumbles]

Prego, prego.

Eh, Arturo.

Prego, prego?

Oh, now George,
I told you she's just going through a phase.

She looks more like she's
been through a swap.

[mumbles]

You're so right.
Women should be so natural.

[mumbles]

[mumbles]

Oh, yes, I'd love
to go to the movies.

Very prego.

[mumbles]

Tonight? "Volare dipinto
di blu," Arturo.

Here.

[mumbles]

Why can't he
use the back door?

That's why I built a house
with a front door and a back door.

[mumbles]

Bye, Arthur.

Aw, come on, Wilbur.
This is dirty pool.

I'm sorry, Ed.

It's the only way
I can teach you

to keep your nose out
of other people's business.

But it's such a drag.

[knock at door]

[Emmy Lou]
Mr. Post?

Come in, Emmy Lou.

It worked! It worked!
I've got a date with Arthur.

And it's all
because of Mr. Ed's tail.

[phone rings]

Hello?

[mumbles]

Would you mind repeating
what you just said?

If you said anything.

[mumbles]

It's a young boy who doesn't
speak English very well.

Oh, that must be Arthur.

I guess my mother told him
I was here.

Hello, Arthur?

[mumbles]

Oh, Arthur, that's terrible.

[mumbles]

Oh, please don't call off
the date. Please.

[mumbles]

What happened, honey?

Arthur's left rear tire
blew out,

and he doesn't have a spare.

Look, it's times like this
that a woman has to be brave.

Yeah, but it's tough to be brave
when you're pushing 15

and your best years
are behind you.

Ed, isn't it funny
how these kids think life ends at 15?

[Ed sobs]

What are you crying for?

You think
puppy love is funny?

Oh, what's with you?

First you were against Emmy Lou.
Now you're all for her.

You just don't
understand us teenagers.

Oh, boy.

But, Daddy, we don't want
your whole car.

Just one tire.

Just one tire?

George, couldn't you
let them have the spare?

And what happens if we have
a flat when we're out tonight?

But, Daddy, you and mom
don't need to go out.

You're married.

I'm married.

Darling, it's Arthur's car,

so I think it's
his responsibility.

But, Daddy, Arthur doesn't
have enough money

to take me to the movies
and buy a tire.

Well, maybe if he'd quit
eating apples for a while,

he could afford both.

Oh, Daddy, you just
don't understand.

I'm sorry to bother you again,
Mr. Post.

Honey, I'd like to help you,

but, I mean, if your own father
won't let you have a spare tire,

it would be wrong for me to.

But, Mr. Post, Daddy
just doesn't understand.

He thinks I'm too young
to be going steady.

Well, you're not exactly
over the hill, you know.

Well, Juliet was only 13

when she was going steady
with Romeo.

Yeah, but look at the mess
those two kids got into. Ick.

Besides which, I think
your father's right, dear.

I mean, after all, why should
you give Arthur a spare tire

just so you can get a date?

Arthur just has 5enough money
to take us to the movies.

He doesn't have $5.00
for a tire.

Why doesn't he sell
that loud muffler of his?

I'd give him $5.00 myself.

Sell his muffler?

Without that muffler,

there would always be a piece
of Arthur missing.

Honey, this isn't
the end of the world.

It is for me.

I've just got to get
that tire for Arthur.

I feel sorry for her, Ed,

but if I were to help her
without her father knowing,

I could never face him.

[Mister Ed sputters]

Ed, I thought at least
you would understand.

It's easier
to understand Arthur.

Going, going, gone.

Sold to Gloria for 60 cents.

- Your money?
- Oh, here you go.

And now girls. Girls.

This very treasured possession
of mine.

[all]
Oh, wow.

This brand-new
bikini bathing suit

that my father
won't let me wear.

What are my bids?

I'll bid 10 cents.

Gloria, how could you

only bid 10 cents
for this brand-new bikini?

Well, my father won't let me
wear it, either.

Anybody have
an understanding father?

Sold to Gloria for 10 cents.

I wonder how I'd look
in a bikini.

There's nothing else to auction,
and I'm still a dollar short.

Wait a minute, girls.

This last item is
this Bobby Dexter record.

Who needs that?

Who needs it?

This Bobby Dexter record's
a collector's item.

It's the only flop
he ever made.

I'll bid 25 cents.

Marjorie, are you kidding?

Only 25 cents for "I Wonder
Who's Sharing Your Straw"?

There were only seven
of these records sold in the whole world.

It's the worst record
Bobby Dexter ever made.

He wasn't even
Bobby Dexter then.

He was still Elmerm3 Diggins.

Hmm, maybe that would make
a good souvenir.

55 cents.

It's worth a dollar.

65.

70.

80.

90.

$1.00.

Sold.

It was a rotten trick,
but Emmy Lou needed the dollar.

I sure hope Arthur
likes the tire.

Here, try this.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Oh, no, Arthur.

[mumbles]

What happened?

Now Arthur's battery went dead.

[Emmy Lou]
Mr. Post.

Emmy Lou, we're right back
where we started with the tire.

If your father won't give you
a battery, then I can't, either.

Well, in that case,
you might as well have this hair ring back.

I guess your horse wasn't
very lucky for me after all.

I just can't.

You already said no.

You don't have to rub it in.

See? Now my buddy thinks
I'm a jinx.

I feel bad enough
without you starting on me.

Scrooge.

Fagin.

Simon Legree.

Don't you start blaming me.

Maybe you are a jinx.

I mean how come
Arthur's tire blew out

and then his battery went dead?

Why do you guilty people
always yell?

I am not yelling.

Me thinks he doth
protest too much.

Well, I'm not going
to stand around here

arguing with a screwball horse

who has no right to be talking
in the first place.

And you are a jinx.

See?

Doesn't your father or Mr. Post

understand how important
your date is?

Well, they think
they're doing right.

It's just that grownups
are so mixed up today.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Oh, Mr. Post.

Oh, oh, oh, that's wonderful,
Mr. Post.

Oh, thank you.

No, don't mention it.

After all, that's
what neighbors are for.

Bye-bye.

[mumbles]

That's the nicest thing
anybody ever said to me.

[mumbles]

Arthur, it just wouldn't be
right to kiss you.

Well, gee, we're
not even going steady.

[mumbles]

Well, in that case--

True love always finds a way,

but sometimes it needs
a little help.

[knock at door]

Come in.

Mr. Post, I want
to thank you again

for lending me your horse
last night.

Even my father said
it was a fair compromise.

Oh, think nothing of it, dear.

I knew if I put my mind to it,

that I could come up
with some brilliant solution.

Thank you.

Brilliant solution, huh?

That was my idea.

[mumbles]

What did you say?

You just don't
understand us teenagers.

♪ A horse is a horse,
of course, of course ♪

♪ And no one can talk
to a horse, of course ♪

♪ That is, of course,
unless the horse ♪

♪ Is the famous Mister Ed ♪

♪ Go right to the source
and ask the horse ♪

♪ He'll give you
the answer ♪

♪ That you'll endorse ♪

♪ He's always
on a steady course ♪

♪ Talk to Mister Ed ♪

♪ People yakkity-yak
a streak ♪

♪ And waste
your time of day ♪

♪ But Mister Ed
will never speak ♪

♪ Unless he has
something to say ♪

♪ A horse is a horse,
of course, of course ♪

♪ And this one will talk
till his voice is hoarse ♪

♪ You never heard
of a talking horse? ♪

♪ Well, listen to this ♪

[Mister Ed]
♪ I am Mister Ed ♪

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