All language subtitles for Stargirl.S02E01.AAC.MP4-Mobile

- Hey, kids, come on inside.

We're gonna cut the cake soon.

- Please, Mom.
I want to go to the party.

- No, Rebecca.

- Why not?
- You know why not.

You made a scene
at the store today.

- I just wanted that doll.

- I spoil you too much,
as it is.

- Daddy would let me go.

- Well, your dad's out on call,
so you're stuck with me.

Hi.

- Hi.

- I'm Bruce.
I just moved in.

What's your name?

- Rebecca.

- Do you want to go
to the party, Rebecca?

- I can't.
- Why not?

- My mom said so.

- Well,
I don't see your mom.

Come on.
It's right across the street.

It'll be fun.

Come on!

- Yay!
- Yay!

- What's that for?
- That's a donkey tail.

We're gonna play pin the tail
on the donkey in a little bit.

- When can we open presents?

- We'll open presents after
we have cake and ice cream.

- All right, children,

I think it's time
for cake and ice cream.

- Yay!
- Whoo!

- You should take one.

Susie has so many presents,

and you didn't get
anything today.

I bet there's a doll
in there somewhere.

Go on.
No one's looking.

I wonder what it is.

Hey.

You stole that.

Bad girl.

- Rebecca?

That girl.

No!

- All clear!

- She said all clear, guys.

- So, no supervillains?

Did you check
inside the trash can?

Sarcasm. Duly noted.

So I've got 27 minutes
until curfew.

How 'bout we do one more loop
around the Sub Shack?

Beth, any sign of trouble?

Goggles. Checking in.

Again. Ha.

Anything out there?

electronic voice: Searching.
- Hello?

- Searching.
Searching.

- These things just aren't
as much fun without Chuck.

- Searching.
Scanning complete.

- Yep. Nothing.

No trouble alerts.
No trace of the Gambler

or Cindy Burman
or Solomon Grundy.

- Hey, guys.

I've beat Grundy, okay,
and the Gambler's a wimp,

and Cindy Burman probably
got crushed with Brainwave

when the dish caved in.

- I doubt it,
and the others could--

- What others, Court?

Icicle was shattered
into a thousand pieces.

Dragon King is dead.

Tigress and Sportsmaster--
they're locked up.

The ISA are done.
All of them.

- I think we should
call it a night, Court.

- Me too.

- Yeah. Come on.

- We're the
Justice Society of America.

We can't quit.

- We're not quitting.
We're still the JSA.

And if something happens,

we'll suit up,
and we'll be there.

But right now
we're protecting a town

that doesn't really need it.

- Okay. Maybe we can
cut patrol back

from seven nights a week
to six.

- Good night.

- Later.

- Well, I'm gonna do
that last loop,

so if anyone
changes their mind,

meet me at the Sub Shack
in ten.

Okay. No problem.
I got it.

See you tomorrow.

You'll never quit on me,
will you?

- Court?
It's 4:00 in the morning.

What are you doing down here?

- Going through
the JSA files.

- Please don't tell me
you've been up all night.

- We agreed to be honest
with each other, so...

I have been up
all night, yes.

But with good reason.

- Okay, well, what about
your history final?

- Oh, I'll ace that.
What happened to Per Degaton?

- Per Degaton?

Uh...the Flash banished him
to an alternate timeline.

- Whatever...that means.

Uh, okay, um...

Black Briarthorn.

- Uh, Green Lantern
destroyed him in '88.

- Uh...

Baron Blitzkrieg.
- That's enough, Court, okay.

- It's not nearly enough,
Pat.

I've got a responsibility
as Stargirl to stay vigilant.

- Okay, look,

you got a responsibility
as Courtney Whitmore

to focus on normal life
instead of this stuff, okay?

- This stuff is my destiny.

- Your destiny isn't just about
being Stargirl, okay?

It's about going to school,
getting good grades,

working towards a career.

- A career as Stargirl.

Pat, just...

the Staff chose me
when my own dad didn't

for a reason that clearly goes
beyond the Injustice Society.

I mean, look at the obvious.

We stopped the ISA, and the
Staff is still lighting up.

It's still working,
so that means I have to be.

- Okay, well, it's not
that simple, Court.

Being a superhero doesn't mean
that the rest of your life

takes a backseat.

It's about finding a balance.

Taking advantage of times
like these.

The fact that things are quiet?
That's a good thing.

- We just think it's quiet.

Just because we don't see it
doesn't mean it's not there.

If we want to find
and stop the bad guys,

we're gonna have to
turn over some rocks.

- Well, I think you've turned
over enough rocks for tonight,

so time to hit the sack.

- But what about
Gentleman Ghost?

- Go to bed.

- Okay, Pat,
let's work it out here.

Right here.

Oh, hey.
- Hey.

- Take a gander at this.
- What am I gandering at?

- Our family trip,
because this, my friend,

is exactly where my dadtook me

the summer after I graduated
from junior high.

That's Yellowstone
National Park.

- Is that camping?
'Cause I don't want

to do camping--
anything but camping.

- Oh, it's even better,
'cause your old man

cashed in
his new gas grill fund

he's been saving up for
the last seven months.

Very selfless act,
I might add, for--

wait for it--

two weeks
at a lake house, huh?

Not just any lake house.

Dig these perks--
speedboat, jet ski,

outdoor kitchen
where yours truly is gonna be

grilling up hamburgers,
hot dogs,

and the best damn
barbecued chicken

this side of the Atlantic.

And here's the kicker.
Pets are welcome.

That's right. That's right.

- Sounds semi-tolerable,

but let's just table that
for a second,

'cause I was hoping
we'd start off the summer

maybe you showing me the ropes.

- Ropes to what?
- The family business.

I figured maybe I could go down
to the garage

and learn how to fly the robot,
fire the giant fist.

JSA stuff, you know?

I got a future to think about,

and this paper route thing--
it ain't it.

It's all going digital,
Pat.

- Responsibility.
Commitment.

That's what's important, okay?

And you're not gonna
quit your job.

- How am I gonna deliver papers
at Jellystone Park?

- I already talked
to Mr. Williams about it.

Your buddy Jakeem--he's gonna
take over the paper route

until we get back.

- Back from where?
- You didn't tell her?

- Not the details.

- The details about what,exactly?

- Dad's summer vacation.
- Two weeks of rest,

relaxation, family fun,

no Cosmic Staff,
no S.T.R.I.P.E.

Just some well-deserved
time off for everyone.

- Yeah.
- Two whole weeks?

- Yeah.
- Can we do a vote?

- Love that idea.

- All in favor for ditching
this vacay

because we got like
real work to do here?

- Hold it a second.
All in favor of a family trip

that'll live on in our memories

and our scrapbooks forever
say aye.

- Aye!
- Aye!

- Two to two.

- Three to two.
Pack your bags.

- Yes!
- Traitor.

Yellowstone. Yellowstone.
Yellowstone. Yellowstone.

- It'll be fun.

- Morning, Mom.
- Hey, Beth. I am so late.

- Committee meeting
this morning--I have to run.

- I figured.
Made breakfast to go.

French toast for you, Dad,
and eggs Benedict for you, Mom.

- Thanks, Beth.
- That looks great.

- It's the last day
of school.

- Oh, well,

good luck on your, um...
- Your test?

- Pre-calc
and American Literature.

I studied all night.

- You'll do great,
I'm sure.

- Yeah.
- Thanks.

- Well, gotta get going, honey.
- Okay.

- Bye, honey.
- Bye. See you later.

- Hey, can you believe

what's happening
in Blue Valley?

Oh, lock your doors--we've got
ourselves a crime spree.

So last night, a bear

broke into the Taco Whiz

and ate 200 pounds
of nacho chips.

200 pounds.

And this is
one busy bear, folks.

So earlier this week,

Waffle World
suffered a similar fate

when its manager arrived

to find
every jug of syrup missing.

Guess that old grizzly
has a sweet tooth, huh?

Ha, ha.

Yogi Bear, look out.

You've got some competition
here in Blue Valley.

- Do you want to talk today,
my child?

- I think I'd just like
to sit again, if that's okay.

- Of course.

- Are you all right?

- Can you believe that?
Two weeks stuck in a cabin.

I'll have my phone,
and if there is

a kind and loving God,
reception.

Maybe the Staff
could come get me

as soon as something
happened.

Or I-I could give you
my house key.

- Yeah, sure.

- Hey, you okay?

- I don't know, Court.

Maybe it's a good thing
that you're taking a break.

Maybe we all should
for a while.

You know,
I still hear Brainwave.

The sound he made
when I heard him die.

It's like--it's all
I can think about.

It's like
it's stuck in my head.

I don't know if I deserve
to be Wildcat.

Like, Ted Grant
would never do what I did.

- You do deserve to be Wildcat.

You are Wildcat, Yolanda.

Look, the JSA doesn't work--

this JSA doesn't work
without my best friend.

Brainwave could have killed us.

He would have.

- Okay, so let me
ask you something.

Does that make what I did okay?

- I--

- Yes or no, Court?

- I wasn't there, Yolanda.

I don't know
what else you could have done.

- Oh, my God.
Cameron's back.

- What do I say to him?

- You say nothing, Court.

- I-I want to see if he's okay.

- If you get
too close to Cameron,

and he figures out that what
happened wasn't an accident...

I mean, think about
what that would do to him.

Henry might still be alive

if he didn't find out
about his father.

- Morning, Dugan.
- How you doing, Zeek?

Thanks for coming by.

- So taking the whole family
on a trip, huh?

- Yep. They need a break.

I need a break
from them needing a break,

so there you have it.

Anyhow,
there's just a couple projects

that I'd like to keep moving
while I'm away.

This '48 is a real beaut.

- Thank you. Thank you.

Yeah, I'm rebuilding
the transmission.

Got these oil coolers
I was gonna put in.

You're welcome
to take a shot at that.

- What's that?
- What's what?

- Employees only.
Is that the lunch room?

What kind of goodies
you got hiding in there, Dugan?

- No, uh...
that's just storage.

There's nothing in there
to concern yourself with.

To be honest,
it's kind of a mess.

So, uh, what do you say, Zeek?

Can you mind the store for me?

- Well, Dugan,
lately, I've had a full plate.

I'm inundated.

- Can you do it or--
- But multitasking

is one of my specialties,

so I guess that
makes us partners.

- Partners?
- Yep.

- Till I get back.
- Whatever you say, Dugan.

- All right, prairie dogs.

Off you go to your last lunch
break of the semester.

As a reminder,
please have your lockers

cleaned out by 3:00 p.m.,

and be sure to have a safe
and healthy summer vacation.

- Mr. Harris.

- I go by Rick Tyler now.

- You got every single question
on the final correct.

Tell me how you did it.

- What?

- Where did you
get the answers?

- I studied.
- This test is from last year.

It has different questions,

so we'll see exactly
how much studying you did.

You're going to take it
right now,

and I'm going to be watching
your every move.

- I saved you.

I saved everyone
in this stupid town.

- Excuse me?
- You know what?

Fail me.

- I will, Mr. Harris.

- I just went online
doing research on time travel.

- Time travel?
- I figure this JSA villain

Per Degaton--he could still
be a threat now,

even though the JSA technically
stopped him years ago.

- What are you
even talking about?

- Paradoxes.
- $5.00, please.

- I think you're looking
for trouble, Court.

- Yeah, well, in our business,
trouble seems to find us.

Oh! I'm sorry. Sorry.

So sorry.

Hey, Beth. Where's Rick?

- Oh!

I don't know.

- What's up?

- Just those last-day-of-school
blues, you know?

- You think it's cool to have
your parents in prison?

- Come on, Artemis.
That's not what I meant.

- It is. Scares the hell
out of the other team.

It was a total frame job for
some Bonnie and Clyde robberies

way before I was even born.

Someone set them up.

- Hey!

- What the hell
are you doing, Whitmore?

- What the hell are you doing?
- I was giving Jerome

back his stick,
you blonde pinhead.

- Courtney Whitmore,

come with me.

- So what did she do?

- Well, it's more about what
she didn't do, Mrs. Whitmore.

Now, I know
from personal experience

that moving in the middle
of high school isn't easy,

but the good news is,

Courtney's managed
to acclimate.

I mean, she's made friends.

A few questionable choices
in that department,

but she seems to have found
her place at Blue Valley High.

Just as I have,
in the past few months.

Leaving aside that incident
today in the cafeteria

with Artemis Crock.

- What happened
with Artemis Crock?

- It was a misunderstanding.

- Okay, well, what kind
of misunderstanding?

- I thought she was...

Going to swing
a hockey stick at my head.

- Why would she do that?

- Well--

- Well, it sounds to me
they had, like,

what we would call back
in our day

just a good
old-fashioned catfight.

Right?

Which is wrong.

- Back to the point.
Courtney's struggled.

- Struggled,
but prevailed.

- You failed some classes.

- What? N--

Which ones?
- History.

- History?
- Okay, no.

That's impossible.
I studied.

For a very long time,
it felt like.

- And English too.

I'm afraid, if Courtney wants
to continue on to junior year,

she's gonna have to enroll
in summer school,

starting tomorrow.

Rachel
outside'll have the details.

- You promised me
schoolwork would come first.

- I know. I thought I had
all my bases covered.

I really did.
- I was really looking forward

to the trip, Courtney.
So was Pat.

- I'm sorry. Sorry.
- You really have to decide

if putting on that mask

is worth messing up
everything else in your life.

♪

- Court, what are you doing
getting into fights

with Artemis Crock?

- It was an honest mistake.

- You could have
gotten expelled.

And now you gotta go
to summer school.

And the vacation that your
mother was so excited about--

that's now been canceled.

The JSA--

it's not the only team
that you're a part of.

Our family's a team, okay?

- I know.

But the Staff
is still lighting up.

- Yeah, it still lights up,
but that doesn't mean

that there's a bad guy
around every corner.

- Yeah, but they're somewhere.

- And why are you so convinced

that it's up to you
to stop them?

- Because like the Staff,
I won't ever quit.

Not like you did.

Pat, I-I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

You're putting Stargirl away
for two weeks.

- What?
- It's for your own good.

- But what am I supposed to do
without Stargirl?

- Pass summer school,right?

- Well, it's another
sweltering day here in Nevada.

Temperatures should reach
92 here in the high desert,

but don't look...
- Afternoon there.

- Hi...Maggie.

- What can I get you, hon?

Earl makes
a country-fried steak

that you will be telling
your grandkids about.

I have it four or five times
a week, myself.

- Well, who could say
no to that?

Need anything else, handsome?

- Yeah.

I'm, uh...

I'm looking for
your ex-husband.

- Which one?

- The one who likes stripes.

- Hi, Cameron.

- Courtney.

Hi.

- So you're back.

- Uh, I am.

- Uh, what are you doing?

- Well, I thought it could use
a makeover, for my dad.

- That's really...nice.
- Thanks.

- Any summer plans?

- Bye.

- Hey, Zeek.

Looks like we won't be
taking that trip, after all.

Zeek.

Hey, Zeek.

- Dugan!

I knew you were
building something.

A robot.

- Yeah--
- Don't tell me what it's for.

I don't need to know.

Sometimes, a man
just needs himself a robot.

- The thing is--
- You know, I built

a flamethrower out of
a propane tank and a BB gun.

I bet you could fit one

right in the palm
of that there robot's hand.

- What? A flamethrower?

- Yes, sir. To start.

- Okay, well,
the thing is, Zeek,

this is a private project.
- Yeah. Right.

- It's kind of a hobby
that I'm...

- Mm-hmm. Okay.

- Kind of keeping to myself...
- Right. Great.

- That I really...
- I will go get my tools.

- Rather other people
didn't know about it.

- Lovin' this partnership.

I'll be right back.

- Hey, Mom.

Thought you'd be home early,
but I--

- I'm sorry, honey.
I meant to text you.

I'm stuck at the hospital.

- But I made a really nice
dinner for you and Dad, and--

- I hope your last day
was great.

Love you.

- Love you too.

- Hello?

- Oh, my gosh. Chuck!

Chuck.
Chuck, you're back.

- Hello, who is this?
- It's me! It's Beth.

Oh, my gosh, Chuck.
I missed you so much.

- Beth?
- Beth Chapel.

- I don't know you.

- You don't know me?

Hello? Chuck.

Chuck?
Please don't go.

Please don't forget me,
Chuck.

- Cindy.

- Aah!

- Who are you?

- I'm Green Lantern's daughter.

- What is going on?

- Oh, awesome.

- I-I think there's been
a misunderstanding.

- Yeah. You seem to be having
a lot of them today.

- Hmm.

- I am ready to serve you.

- Yes.

Let's go do some recruiting.

- Greg, move your head.