All language subtitles for 2Brenda Starr - 19829.eng

Come on,Jake.
No one's gonna think you like a girl...

just because you give her
a Valentine card that says:

" I'm buggy for you.''

- Isn't that cute?
- No.

- " I'm buggy for you''?
- Yeah.

Why don't you just go to school without pants?
That would be less humiliating.

- Can I, Mom?
- No.

You have no idea
what it's like to be a man.

So, Mom, tomorrow's
your first Valentine's Day with Brian.

I don't see what the big deal is. It's just
a made-up holiday. I think I'll make up a holiday.

Oh, yeah.
National I Hate My Life Day.

I was thinking more like Teenage Mothers' Day.
It comes nine months after prom.

I was already pregnant at prom.
[ Mock Laugh ]

Well, I'm with Kyra.
I can't stand Valentine's Day.

What?
You've gotta be kidding me.

Valentine's Day ruins relationships.

If you give yourself into it,
it's really a wonderful day.

It's a wicked day!

It puts relationships under a hot light
and smacks 'em around till they talk.

Yeah, you don't get that
on many Valentine's Day cards.

Look, it's fine for you and Van.
You guys are married.

But Brian and I,
we're at a different stage.

- What stage is that?
- I like him. We're deeply in like.

- " In like''?
- Yep.

- So you haven't said " I love you'' to each other?
- No!

I don't say that unless I mean it.

I could barely muster it up
for you the other day.

What if Brian gets caught up in the romance
of Valentine's Day and says it to you?

Then I'll just say, " Thank you.''

If he says " I love you,''
you cannot say " Thank you.''

Well, I'm not gonna be rude.
And, anyway, we've already talked about it.

- We're gonna treat this day
just like any other date.
- Uh-oh.

- What?
- Well, he's planning on surprising you...

with a romantic dinner and a carriage ride
through River Oaks.

He told me so I'd make sure
that you dress properly.

Oh! Dinner and a carriage ride? Man,
he sure knows how to ruin a Valentine's Day.

[ Reba ]
Ha, hey.!

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Hey,Jake. Carla called.

Or should I call her
"Mrs.Jake Hart''?

Shut up.

That valentine really did the trick.
You, my friend, are a love magnet.

And I can't turn it off.

Hey-Hey there, little stud.
Carla called.

I know!

You remember that, Van?

That time in your life
when you hated girls?

Uh, no.

Hey, Mr. H,
can I borrow your car tonight?

Last Valentine's Day,
we didn't get to do anything special...

since Cheyenne was all pregnant
and, you know, mean.

- So this year I wanna do something special.
- What'd you have in mind?

I'm gonna drive down
to the football field...

and I got a buddy
to rig the scoreboard...

to flash " Van loves Cheyenne,''
and then, you know, my stats.

I love that
you love my daughter so much...

but can I give you a little piece
of marital advice?

Well, are you really
the best one for that?

The bigger a deal you make
out of this Valentine's Day...

the more you're gonna have
to do next year.

- But isn't that good?
- Well, is it?

Here's what happened
the first year Reba and I were married.

I'd saved a piece of driftwood
from the first night...

we ever walked together
on the beach.

So I got a buddy of mine
with a pickup truck.

We filled it up with sand
and dumped it in the backyard.

- Then I recreated that night.
- Wow.

Exactly. And how do you think
I topped it the next year?

You brought water.

No. No, I never did top it.
And even though she never said anything...

I always felt like every Valentine's Day
after that was a big disappointment.

Well, is it even legal
to take sand from the beach?

Look, you have to manage
a woman's expectations.

Start small. Take her to a restaurant
with little puzzles on the place mat.

Oh, yeah. Those are fun.

Even better- they're cheap.

Look, I tell you what.
Barbra Jean and I'll go with you.

That way, the girls can't compare notes
and hold it against us.

- And we shouldn't get 'em any gifts?
- No gifts. No flowers.

- Well, how 'bout a card?
- What? Make me look bad?

Take it easy, Diamond Jim.

Hey, Kyra. Brian and I aren't goin' out
to dinner tonight, so you don't have to babysit.

Great. That'll be $30.

I have a strict
2 4-hour cancellation policy.

It always makes me laugh that
you think you're gonna get paid.

Is it too late for you
to make other plans for tonight?

I already made plans.
Cheyenne told me you were sick.

Can I get you anything?
Maybe some fake aspirin?

[ Knocking ]

- Hey, Reba.
- Brian!

What are you doin' here?
I told you I was sick. [ Coughing ]

That's why I came over-
to nurse you back to health.

[ Nasal ]
Oh, um, can't you do it over the phone?

- Come on, Reba. Let me in.
- Okay.Just a minute.

[ Coughing ]

[ Continues Coughing ]

[ Sneezing ]

Come on in.

I figured since we couldn't go out
for Valentine's Day...

the next best thing would be for us
to stay in together.

- Isn't that nice?
- After all, we cannot miss our first Valentine's Day.

Oh, can we not talk anymore?
My throat's startin' to close up.

Van, do you think I'm dressed up enough
for this restaurant?

Well, you're wearing shoes
and a shirt. You're fine.

Wait a minute.
Is this one of those things...

where you tell me not to dress up because
we're just going to the Spaghetti Hut...

but then when I walk outside, there's
gonna be a limo waiting to take us dancing?

Well, if there's a limo outside,
it's that chick who likes Jake.

So we're really spending Valentine's Day
with Dad and Barbra Jean?

Come on, Cheyenne.

Valentine's Day is about family.

Who's ready for
an all-you-can-eat meatball bonanza?

Bring it on! I'm 25 meatballs away
from makin' their wall of fame.

And save room for
a special Valentine's Day dessert:

- Oh!
- assorted nougats.

- Brock got 'em for me.
- Oh, that's so sweet. Van,
why didn't you get me candy?

Because you can get yourself candy,
because you're not five.

Did you wipe your feet off, because, you know,
Reba really doesn't like it when-

- I thought you said no presents!
- I couldn't help it.

We were at the drugstore.
The candy was by the cash register...

and Barbra Jean
had already eaten one!

Well, you could've got a box for me,
so I don't look bad in front of Cheyenne.

I got a box of cough drops
if you want 'em.

Great. Now Cheyenne's gonna be mad because
Barbra Jean got something nice and she didn't.

They're medicated.

- That doesn't cut it for my girl.
- Ye-

Uh, excuse me, ladies.
I just remembered.

I left something upstairs
for Cheyenne that's very special.

- You're bluffing.
- If by " bluffing''...

you mean I didn't pull it out of my butt
at the drugstore, then, yeah, I'm bluffing.

- So I brought you a little somethin'.
- You didn't have to do that.

- I don't need anything, really.
- Hey. If she doesn't want it, I'll buy it from ya.

This is something ya need.
Something special for somebody special.

Don't say that.
Don't sound like a greetin' card.

Chicken soup. This is the same soup
my mom gave me when I had a cold.

How old is that stuff?

You know what?
Since it's Valentine's Day...

- I should serve this to you by candlelight.
- No!

I mean, look, Brian. Do we have
to be all " romantic-y'' and everything?

- Is that okay if we don't?
- Can I be honest?

Sure.

[ Sighs Deeply ]
I hate this holiday.

- You what?
- I hate Valentine's Day.

You do? I hate it too!

- There's so much pressure.
- Absolutely!

I mean, it's just hearts and flowers
and that Cupid guy.

Stupid, fat baby goin' around
shootin' people with a bow and arrow.

- [ Blows Raspberry ]
- Why do people make such
a big fuss about each other...

simply because
it's Valentine's Day?

- Amen! Who needs it?
- Yeah.

I mean, we decide which nights
are special nights.

- Like when we go out bowling.
- And eat hot dogs.

- Man, I love them hot dogs.
- I love hot dogs too!

- And I love bowling.
- I love bowling too!

- And I love you, Reba.
- I love you too!

[ Coughing ]

Well, we finally said it.

We sure did.

Just popped it right out there.

It felt good. " I love you.''

[ Weak Chuckle ]
Excuse me.

Cheyenne, I need to talk to you.

- Oh, could you two please
excuse us just for a second?
- Why do we have to leave?

Because it's my house,
and you annoy me.

If you hadn't left her, this would still
be your house, and we wouldn't have to leave.

- Mom, what is it?
- Things went horribly wrong, Cheyenne. He said it.

- Oh, my God. Did you say " Thank you''?
- No!

- I said " I love you too,'' but I didn't mean it.
- I don't understand.

Why would you say " I love you''
if you didn't mean it? It's not like you're a man.

I don't know. I panicked.

Look, it's been a long time
since I've dated...

so is it okay to say that
and then take it back?

It is if it's recess.

Look, Mom, so you said it once.
Just don't say it again.

I don't think it's that simple.
He's already said it twice.

And he's gonna notice if every time
he says it, I get up and leave the room.

- What are you gonna do?
- I don't know.

I just wish I could get him out of here
so I could figure out a way...

to handle this
without ruining everything.

You know what?
Maybe Brian didn't mean to say it either.

Maybe he just said it
because he thought he had to.

Yeah! Yeah. Maybe your boyfriend lies
to you. I mean, we can hope.

Well, I just think it's wonderful
that you and Reba found each other.

Last year, it was just so awkward:
"Reba Hart, party of one.''

You know.
[ Grunts ]

Oh, there she is,
and she's got that love glow.

It's a fever sweat, Barbra Jean.

[ Scoffs ]
Oh, yeah.

A love fever.

- I'll bite you.
- Okay.

Barbra Jean, leave her alone.

Reba, I'm sorry.
Maybe we ought to wait out in the car.

No, no, no. It's okay.
It's not like we're on some sort of big date.

I'm just nursin' Reba back
to health with some chicken soup.

[ Chuckles ] You brought her soup
the first time she got sick?

Good luck
during cold and flu season.

- [ Women Gasping ]
- Oh, Van...

you're wearing the sweater I bought you
for Valentine's Day!

You're wearin' the sweater she got you?
Are you even a man?

Oh, I'm a man, all right-
a man who wrote Cheyenne a love poem.

- What?
- In lavender-scented marker.

- Thank you very much, Kyra.
- Oh.

- You wrote me a poem?
- And I'd like to share it
with all the lovers in the world.

[ Squealing ]

You make my heart go pitter-pat.

In those jeans, you don't look fat.

And the reason
for my love is that...

- I can't imagine life without you.
- [ Sighs ]

Wow.

Which jeans?

No, no, no, no, no. You can't throw in lines
that don't rhyme and call it a poem.

Eat my dust, old man.

Well, I think it's sweet.

I mean, there is nothin' more sacred
and profound than words from the heart.

Isn't that right, Reba?

Uh, who knows
where words come from?

Sometimes they just spill out of the mouth
like drool from a hound dog.

Barbra Jean,
I may not have a poem...

that somebody
clearly made up on the spot...

but I do have three little words
that say it all for me: I love you.

I love you too, Brock.

- I love you, Cheyenne.
- I love you too, Van.

And Brian loves hot dogs,
and I love bowlin'. Next topic.

You know, after that poem,
well, a buffet just seems wrong.

- I'm takin' everyone to Gerard's.
- [ Gasps ]

Oh, that is the most
romantic restaurant in town!

Oh, and the food's wonderful. I'm too sick
to go, but, Brian, you shouldn't miss it. Go on.

Reba, of course I'm not goin' anywhere.
I'm stayin' right here.

It's Valentine's Day.
Besides, I love you.

[ Nervous Laugh ]
Excuse me.

Very smooth
with the restaurant.

But remember: I could crush you
with another poem like that.

Yeah, and on the way,
let's stop by the florist.

I wanna get my wife a dozen-
no- two dozen roses.

[ Barbra Jean Squeals ]

Two dozen roses?

Someone's scared, I " supposes.''

- He did it again! He's gifted.
- I know.

- [ Door Closes ]
- [ Sighs ] Looks like everybody left.

Assuming they were here.
Were they here?

Oh, my gosh. I must be delirious.
I really should go to bed.

- Reba, what's goin' on?
- Nothin'.

You just tried to get me to go out
on a date with your ex-husband.

Okay, Brian. Look.

I'm gonna be honest with ya.

- I just didn't feel comfortable
about what we said earlier.
- Mm-hmm.

And I know it's Valentine's Day, and we're
under a lot of pressure to say what we said...

and you probably didn't mean it,
'cause I didn't mean it either.

Of course I meant it.

Well, I'm sorry, because I didn't.

I mean, you said it first.
What was I supposed to say?

How 'bout " Thank you''?

I had that.

Reba, you shouldn't have said it
unless you felt the same way.

I know, but in my own defense,
I only said it once.

After that,
it was " Excuse me'' and out.

Well, then, excuse me.

Oh, Brian,
I don't want you to leave all upset.

Okay. I'll leave happy.

[ Exhales Strongly ]

Well, that was
the worst dinner ever.

" Lobster for everyone.''
"Thank you so much, Dr. Big Shot.''

- You didn't have to eat two of'em.
- Who was he tryin' to impress?

- Maybe his wife.
- Oh, yeah. Right.

You know what?
I'm not gonna let him get off that easy.

I'm gonna write the most romantic poem
in the world...

and tomorrow, I'm gonna find your dad
and read it to him.

- What about me?
- Don't get in the middle of this, Cheyenne.

Okay. What is going on here?
Because you seem to be a lot
more focused on my dad than me.

- He's tryin' to take me down.
- What?

He wants to make me look bad, 'cause he knows
I can't take you to fancy restaurants...

- or buy you expensive jewelry.
- [ Sighs ]

Honey, someday you will. Right?

You know, if I had the money,
I'd buy you a Camaro.

Actually,
I'd buy us both Camaros.

We'd have matching Camaros.

Well, I had a wonderful Valentine's Day
because I was with you.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

God, I am such an idiot.

You only care about being with me,
and all that fancy stuff doesn't matter.

Of course it doesn't.

You know, I'm gonna remember this
next Valentine's Day.

Well, you made this one
very special.

[ Sighs ] I just can't wait to see
what you do next year to top it.

- What's with you?
- I got girl trouble, bad.

- Do you really want Carla off your back?
- Yes, please.

- Then you gotta kiss her best friend.
- Tiffany Baxter?

Gross! She eats bugs!

What's worse? A few moments of gross
or a whole lifetime of Carla?

Man, I hope this stuff
gets easier when you get older.

- Hey, honey.
- Love stinks.

- What's goin' on?
- Nothing important.

But when Tiffany Baxter calls,
it's not my fault. Your son's just a player.

[ Grunts ]
Hey, Mrs. H. How was your Valentine's Day?

- Brian and I had a fight.
- Oh, man. I knew that guy was trouble...

with his smooth talk
and his little glasses that say, " Look at me.

I'm sensitive.''

I told him I love him, and then I told him
I didn't. I think it might be over.

- Wow.
- Stupid Valentine's Day.

I told everybody this was gonna happen,
and it happened.

Well, if you didn't love the guy,
it was gonna happen eventually, right?

Wouldn't you rather
have it happen now than later?

No. Now I don't have anybody
to go bowlin' with.

There are leagues, you know.

I guess I was just afraid
of bein' lonely.

The year after the divorce
was hard.

It was just nice to
have somebody to hang out with.

How can you be lonely? You have a house
full of people who love you.

Yeah. That's another problem.

I know I do, Van. Thank you.

- And Mrs. H?
- What?

- I love you too.
- [ Nervous Laugh ] Excuse me.

Acme.!
[ Coughing ]