All language subtitles for Gidget s01e09 Is it Love Or Symbiosis.eng

[ No Audible Dialogue ] [ Gidget Narrating ]
Why is it that some people...

just can't leave
well enough alone?

Take my sister, Annie.
Please.

Now she's on
a "let's all make Gidget a young lady" kick.

That's her telling me
it's not ladylike to yell out the window.

But what are you supposed
to do when you want to talk to your best friend, Larue,

who lives three doors away
and her line is busy?

Well, Annie taught me
a lesson,

and I think her husband, John,
got one too.

And my dear sister is very big
on table manners too.

If you waited for people
to pass the food, you'd starve to death.

See? She's even brainwashed
that wonderful man at the end of the table.

Please pass the potatoes,
dear sister of my heart.

Sorry about that, John.

[ Gidget Narrating ]
And another thing. Anne is anti-baseball for girls.

She keeps saying that
young ladies shouldn't wear sweat socks...

because proper young
ladies don't sweat. Ohh!

Well, I don't know if she's
going to make a lady out of me,

but she's sure gonna wreck
a beautiful marriage.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Sighs ] Thanks, Jerry.

Miss Walker,
nice to have met you. Dear man.

It's the art department, Russ.
They live in a different world.

Say, what's with you?
Every man you meet you have to kiss?

He's a full professor. The world needs love.

Besides, I've never
heard you complain. I'm only an associate.

You didn't hear me complain
either, Miss Walker.

Aha. You liked it.

The world needs love.

See you at the shop.

[ Engine Starts ]

Well, good evening. [ Together ]
Hi.

Cute girl. A friend of Jerry Rogers.

Instructor
in the art department. Thinks the world needs love.

Hi, honey. Hi, Dad.

You cats sticking around
for dinner? Uh-uh.

We just dropped by
to give you some wonderful news.

Don't tell me. You are
switching your major from psychology to folk dancing.

Still covering up
the old hostility with humor.

Just tell me the good news.

We've found a school
for Gidget.

I didn't know
she was looking for one.

Daddy, wait till you hear.
It's the opportunity of a lifetime.

[ John ]
You remember me telling you about my friend, Moreau?

Claude Moreau?
The exchange student?

Well, anyway,

it turns out that
his father runs this exclusive girls' school in Paris.

And he said that with your
being a college professor and all,

he's sure that he can arrange
a full scholarship for Gidget.

How about that?

and all you're out is
the price of a plane ticket. Isn't that incredible?

Oh, well, Anne, I--

I don't see any point in
sending Gidget 6,000 miles away to school...

when she's already doing
very well in a school 10 minutes away by bus.

But, Dad, a young girl needs
more than just history and math in this life.

It's every bit as important
to have social poise.

You think the Queen of England
can do calculus?

Possibly not, but somehow
I don't visualize Francie in the role.

[ Anne ]
Daddy, really, it's nothing personal,

but Gidget should be
given the chance to become a proper young lady.

Who isn't a proper young lady?

Hi, honey.
You're just in time.

John and Anne dropped in
to rearrange our lives. Again?

Tell her the good news.

Gidget, darling-- The answer is no.

Every time she starts a
sentence with "Gidget, darling,"

I know I'm in trouble.

All I'm trying to tell you
is that we've arranged for you to go...

to a fabulous girls' school,
and guess where.

- Outer Mongolia.
- No, Paris.

We don't have an extradition
treaty with Outer Mongolia. Mm.

This is a school, Gidget, that
specializes in turning out well-educated young ladies,

thoroughly versed in the
social graces and,

above all, poised
and highly sophisticated.

Who isn't sophisticated? [ Anne ] If anyone ever
needed this school--

Oh, Daddy, look at her.
She hasn't a shred of feminine dignity.

Have you ever tried to
have feminine dignity while you're chewing bubble gum?

- Then why do you chew it?
- Well, I don't like the other kind.

Oh, this discussion
is pointless. Now you're reading my mind.

Come on, Anne.
We're wasting our time here. Good thinking, John. Bye, now.

Lipstick? My car needed work,
and Jerry gave me a lift.

Mm. Well, that explains it.

He hardly ever
travels alone. Right.

Well, I'll be down
in a little while to fix you some nibbles and goodies.

What's the matter,
my slip showing?

In a Freudian manner
of speaking, it is.

You know, it would increase
family harmony considerably...

if you'd stop treating
every visit to this house...

as a field trip
to a small sanitarium. You reached me.

Come on, Anne.
A prophet's never honored in his own country.

I am happy to honor you
as a son-in-law.

Why do you have
to be a prophet?

You know what I mean.

If a professional therapist
were to say it, you'd pay very serious attention.

And you should.
Symbiosis is a very serious matter.

Can all this be translated
into English?

John is of the opinion-- I don't need an interpreter.

You know that it would be an
excellent thing

if your daughter
were to attend this school,

but you're afraid
to let her go to France.

- Afraid for her
or afraid for the French? - For yourself.

You've grown to depend on
her so much, your subconscious refuses to release her.

Me, dependent on
that bubble gum addict?

Aren't you waiting for her
to come down and fix you your nightly nibbles and goodies?

Well, if she doesn't,
I'll fix it myself.

And cook your own meals
and mend your own socks...

and bring yourself
your paper and slippers?

I have a friend
who has a cocker spaniel that does that,

and they're both
very well-adjusted.

Does he also rub his back?

I think they're working on it.

What is all this?Well, John thinks--

I think that as long
as you've got Gidget, you'll never remarry.

And then
in about 20 years, we'll have the classic spectacle...

of an elderly parent with
a dried-up, spinster daughter,

still fixing your meals
and rubbing your back.

- That's symbiosis.
- That's baloney.

Well, there's nothing wrong
with Paris as long as I don't have to be there.

Okay, talk to you later.
The father-figure just came in.

Ready for dinner? Have Sigmund
and Mrs. Freud left yet?

Yeah. Is Paris definitely out?

Definitely. Whoo-wee.

We're doing all right.
Come on, let's go downstairs.

As far as I'm concerned,
you are father of the year.

Not to hear John talk. Well, who listens
to John anyway?

If he had any class,
he'd turn himself in.

Oh, I'll get your slippers. Uh, thanks just the same.
I'll get my own slippers.

Oh, uh,
don't start dinner yet. Uh, I have an idea.

But, Dad,
you never fix dinner.

I've cooked more dinners
than I can remember.

Now you just take it easy
and leave everything to me.

Okay, but it's beef stew,
and you have to use the pressure cooker.

It's up there
on the top shelf, and it's heavy.

Oh, fine.
I see it.

Okay.

[ Crash ] Francie!

Oh, yeah. Oh, the, uh--

The big part caught me
right about there.

I'll get it. No. No, wait a minute.
I'll get it.

Well, you can't
rub your own back. I've got to do it for you.

[ John's Voice ]
Then in about 20 years, we'll have the classic spectacle...

of an elderly parent with a
dried-up, spinster daughter...

still fixing your meals
and rubbing your back.

Francie!

I have something
to tell you.

- He's sending me to Paris.
- Oh, no!

Oh, yes.
Holy Pierre.

From now on, my life
is gonna be in subtitles.

Okay. That's, uh, three
cheeseburgers. Right?

Right. And put some meat
in the bun.

The last time, the F.B.I.
couldn't have found the hamburger under that cheese.

- Hey, what do you want?
- Gidge.

- Huh?
- What do you want?

I want to know why
he's sending me to Paris.

Give her what we ordered.

Gidget, why don't you stop
trying to figure out your father?

Yeah. I stopped trying to
figure my father out years ago.

Now I let him
try to figure me out.

But it just doesn't
make sense.

One minute he's on my side,
and then, just like that, he makes a switch,

right in the middle
of a massage no less.

Why don't you have another
talk with him, Gidge?

Howie's right. Just tell him
you don't want to go. Be honest.

Wrong.
Parents are not equipped to handle honesty.

If I only knew why
he was sending me away, I could reason with him.

I wonder what made him
change his mind.

What do you mean,
now I can live it up?

That's right, Professor.
With Gidget away, you're no longer trapped. And I--

Wait a minute.
Let's get one thing straight.

I am not sending Francie away
because I feel trapped.

If anything,
it's just the reverse.

Well, either way,
with Gidget in Europe,

I'm dedicating myself
to the proposition...

that you shall not suffer
from a lack of companionship and entertainment.

- Follow me?
- You've got this all figured out, haven't you?

Now, the one thing
we bachelors have to fight is loneliness.

I don't think
I'm gonna be all that lonely.

Of course.
I lost my head.

Anne will be here, and you
can spend your evenings having laughs...

with that fun-loving
husband of hers.

You really know how to
hurt a guy, don't you?

Wait a minute.
I've got the solution. To what?

Your whole problem. I didn't know I had one.

With Gidget gone, you're gonna
be rattling around this whole house by yourself.

Right? Well--

And scholarship or not,
you're bound to be hit by a lot of added expenses, right?

I suppose so. Well, then we've got
the whole thing licked.

I'll move in.

Uh, just a minute, Jerry.Now don't misunderstand me.
No freeloading.

We'll split everything
down the middle, including the mortgage payments.

Now you can't knock that. Well, that's very
generous of you--

What generous?
It's a case of mutual assistance.

I want to see you have some
fun, have some laughs, live it up a little.

Well, it's very nice of you
to take such an active interest in little old me.

- You know, I don't come
empty-handed. - I didn't expect a dowry.

Now we'll put my stereo set
right over here...

so that the sound drifts over
to the fireplace.

That should do it.
And then I'll send for my electrician.

- He'll install the dimmer
right about over here. - Install the dimmer?

Oh, you'll love it.
You kind of reach over, turn the little knob,

and the lights turn
soft and pink and romantic.

Where are you gonna put
the Chinese incense burner?

- In that corner.
- [ Doorbell Rings ]

Oh, that must be Pat. Pat who?

Pat Taylor.
Didn't I tell you about Pat? No.

You play your cards right,
she'll fix it up with one of her model friends.

I don't want her
to fix it up with one of her model friends.

Oh, you will when you
find out what she models.

Honey. Hi, Jerry.

Russ, Pat Taylor.
I'd like you to meet my new roommate, Russ Lawrence.

Hi. Oh, I've heard
so much about you.

Well, nothing's really been-- You know what?
This is a marvelous room.

I mean, it-- It's got
such possibilities.

Oh, she has quite a flair
for interior decorating. Great taste.

Do you know that corner
needs something?

I thought we'd put
my wine rack over there.

Oh, no.
Your wine rack can go over there.

I mean, this corner
gets the afternoon sun.

What did I tell you?
Isn't she beautiful?

And you know what else
you need are some bright-colored pillows,

give the place
a little warmth.

Uh, if there's one thing
we want, it's a warm room, eh, Russ?

If it gets
any warmer in here, we could grow orchids.

I told you he had
a sense of humor. Oh, he's divine.

Aren't you gonna
show me the patio?

What a lovely setting.

But at night, I'd like a
couple of burning tiki torches.

Tiki torches?

Looks like you're in. In what?

Well, it looks like you have
a chance now to really catch up on your social life.

[ Pat ] I miss a piece of
statuary, something oriental. [ Russ ] We've never

[ Jerry ] Well, why would
you and Gidget miss it? That was a different life.

[ Russ ] If you think that
life with Gidget is dull, you're sadly mistaken.

- Not dull, routine.
- [ Russ ] Children require routine.

[ Jerry ]
Well, isn't that what I'm saying?

And then comes the time
when they fly off to school or somewhere and-- zap.

Well, that is if you're
not too old by then. Zap?

Old? Him, old?

I know a man in his gung ho
years when I see one. Gung ho years?

Yes. You know, a man
who has youth for vigor and age for authority.

Gung ho years?

Yeah. Well, I do feel
as vigorous as I ever did.

So gather your rosebuds
while you may, right?

All you need is to be shown
where the rosebuds bloom, and that'll be my pleasure.

[ Jerry ]
What did I tell you, buddy boy?

From now on,
it won't be just living, it'll be la dolce vita.

[ Gidget Narrating ]
La dolce vita. I should have known.

At last the mystery is solved.

He's sending me to Paris
so he can bring Paris here.

[ Gidget Narrating ]
How could I be so dumb

not to guess
he's getting rid of me...

so he can have his freedom?

We women are such fools.

No man wants
a 15 1/2-year-old albatross around his neck...

when he can have
la dolce vita.

Well, I'm never
going to let him know that I really don't want to go.

I'm going to be
big about this.

Chin up,
smile upon my face...

and, above all, be gay.

Bonjour, mes amis.

That's "Hello, friends"
in French.

Uh, gar?on, gar?on.Who are you calling Garson?
My name's Irving.

What's your order? Do you have frogs' legs?

No. I'd say they're
more like birds' legs.

That's why I couldn't
make the football team. I'll have a hot dog.

- Right.
- He's so bourgeois.

- What's with the French kick?
- I guess if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.

- Au contraire. I can't
wait to get to Paris. - Say, that's a switch.

Yeah. A few days ago,
you wanted to kill yourself

because your father
was gonna send you.

That was just a phase
I was going through.

Upon mature reflection,
I realized it was the only thing to broaden my horizons.

- How long you gonna
be there, Gidge? - Trois years.

- I think that means three.
- Gee, that's a long time, Gidge.

Surf's up!Hey, Gidge,
you want to go surfin'?

No, thank you.

Oh, come on. It'll be
your last Oh, come on. It'll be your last

- Tomorrow?
- Yeah. Tomorrow's Wednesday.

Uh--

Uh, I think I've got
some shopping-- something--

- Say, Gidge!
Your-- Your hot dog. - What's wrong with her?

Hello. I'm home.

Hi, honey.

I, uh, never--
never could pack a pipe as neatly as you.

What you got there?

Oh, I-- I bought this
little thing that tells you all about foreign money.

Oh, that'll be handy.

Yeah, it tells you what the
dollar's worth in

pounds, francs, lira
and even "zlotnys,"

in case I get to Bulgaria.

Well, I hope you don't get so
busy that you don't have time to drop an occasional line...

to a close relative,
like your father.

Oh, Daddy,
I'll write you all the time.

You'd better write me. You can count on that.

I'll even telephone.

The way you use a phone,
that could get pretty expensive.

Well, you know, I'll just
phone on-- on special occasions, like Christmas.

I hadn't thought about you
being away at Christmas.

Who's going to trim my tree? Jerry.

That won't be quite the same. Well, you've got
Annie and John.

Oh, that'll be fun. We can
all sit around while John psychoanalyzes Santa Claus.

Oh, don't worry, Daddy.
I'm sure you'll have a marvelous time.

Well, uh, I'd better go
upstairs and finish packing.

[ Gidget's Voice ]
Well, you know,

I'll just phone on--
on special occasions,

like Christmas.

[ Sniffles ]

Almost finished, Daddy.
Just a few more things.

I'd like to talk to you. Sure, Daddy.

Uh, it's very important. What is it?

I'd like to know
how you really feel about this venture.

I feel fine.

I mean, I-- I think it's
a good idea for both of us, especially me.

I mean,
I'll never get another chance like this, will I?

And if I don't take it
and make the most of it,

what kind of a dope
would I be?

You mean you really
want to go... now?

I mean, I knew that
at first you didn't.

Absolutely.
Nothing could stop me.

Why'd you say you thought
it was a good idea for both of us?

Because it is. Why?

I don't know.
I can't explain it. It just is.

[ Sobbing ]

Oh-- Oh, I'm sorry, Daddy.

You see, I-- I just get
all sloppy when people go away,

even-- even me.

Why are you trying
to fool your old man?

You don't really think
this is a good idea at all. I do. I really do.

All these years, you've
been fenced in raising me.

And you could have been off
somewhere having a good time.

What have you got
out of it? Nothing. Everything.

Raising you is the most
interesting and enjoyable thing I can imagine.

But you've got to have
your chance to live.

Live?

What do you think I've been
doing all these years?

What kind of a chance
are you talking about? Chance for what?

- La dolce vita.
- La dolce vita? Where did you--

You think I wanted to
get into Jerry's shoes?

Why, you little nut, I
wouldn't change places with Jerry in a thousand years.

Don't you know that?
Honest now, don't you?

- But I heard--
- I don't care what you heard. You know what the truth is.

You mean, you don't
want la dolce vita?

What exactly
is la dolce vita?

I don't know--
having a ball.

But I am having a ball.
I've been having a ball for 15 and a half years.

Oh. Oh, Daddy, so have I.

I was just so afraid
the ball was over.

Oh, Daddy.

Oh.

[ Gidget Narrating ]
The sudden choke-off of my European education...

brought a tidal wave
of feedback.

Daddy took his position
behind a solid wall of common sense.

And I'm not knocking it.
But no animal relies on a single defense,

and I wasn't taking
any chances.

That was the pleasantest
half hour I ever spent with John.

These things do wonders
for his personality.

Shall we clue him in?
He might want to pass 'em around at parties.

No, let's keep 'em
for ourselves. Ours is the greater need.

I really don't understand
Anne and John.

Well, they should be agitating
to keep me at home.

If they'd only
open their eyes,

they'd see that I am the main
reason for the amazing success of their marriage.

Without me as a target,
what would they be doing?

Blasting away at each other
like any other normal married couple, natch.

Some people, it seems,
just don't know when they have a good thing.

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