All language subtitles for Reba.S04E10.No.Boys.Upstairs.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-FLUX_track4_[eng]

Cheyenne, we're gonna be
in Denver for two days.

How much stuff did you pack?

Well, I need it
because I dress according to my mood.

Feels like you're gonna be awfully moody.

Don't make me pack my angry clothes.

Not sexy.

Mom, thank you so much
for watching Elizabeth this weekend.

Oh, you're welcome. But when you get back,
you need to take her to preschool.

The teachers are startin'
to think she's mine.

Hmm.

At your age, Mrs. H?

Hey, thanks for watchin' her.

Uh, I better get these out to the car.

Yeah, I don't wanna miss our plane.
I am so excited about going to Denver.

- Oh, you are gonna love my apartment.
- I know! [chuckles]

[panting] Reba, big news.

Kyra's coming over any second
to tell you she met a boy.

- [gasps]
- I know. Now, she told me not to tell you,

but I had to tell you
because she met a boy!

Anyway, she's gonna
ask you something, but I already said no.

So back me up, okay?

- [door opens]
- [exclaims]

So the penguin says to the bartender,

"This is my most casual outfit."

[forced laugh]

Barbra Jean, did you run over here
to beat me to mom?

No!

Okay, knock it off. So you met a boy.

Yeah. His name is Chip.

He's really cute and really nice
and supersmart.

Oh, he sounds great.

Yeah, but here's the deal.
Problem is, I can't see him.

And it's not because
they're from different worlds.

You know, like... like Danny
and Sandy in Grease.

She's like... [Australian accent] "Danny."

And he's... [Brooklyn accent]
"I don't know, Sandy.

[indistinct] Maybe there's two Danny Zukos
in the phone book--"

No.

It's the way you've set up the rules.

I'm not allowed to be
with a boy alone in the house,

and you guys are never home.

- Oh, I see.
- So I was hoping you'd change them.

Hold on to that hope.
It'll help you through the tough times.

That's what I told her. Too bad. So sad.

I could've not said anything and just
snuck around to see him, but I didn't.

I came to you guys first.

You mean second.

She was listening on the phone.

Well, she's hoggin' the phone,
and I was tryin' to call my friends.

Mom, haven't I always been responsible?

Doesn't that count for something?

[sighs]

Well, you got a good point.

Okay, you can bring your boyfriend here
after school.

But there is one rule
that's not up for debate,

and it's the same rule
your grandma gave me.

No boys upstairs,
and no hanky-panky downstairs.

Grandma said "hanky-panky"?

Actually, she said something else
that I'm not comfortable repeating.

- Thanks, Mom.
- Yeah. You're welcome.

You're welcome from the both of us. Okay.

Bye-bye.

You need to skip to my loo, my darlin'.

A girl her age
cannot be trusted with a boy.

He'll say she looks pretty. She'll blush.

Next thing you know,
she's in the backseat of his B-210

parked underneath the water tower.

Kyra is my daughter, and I trust her.

And I don't get a vote in this?

You're a stepparent. You get half a vote.

So, everybody in favor, say "aye." Aye!

- Everybody opposed, say "nay."
- Nay.

I win.

[Reba] Ha, hey!

♪ My roots are planted in the past ♪

♪ Though my life is changing fast ♪

♪ Who I am is who I want to be ♪

♪ A single mom who works too hard ♪

♪ Who loves her kids and never stops ♪

♪ With gentle hands
And the heart of a fighter ♪

♪ I'm a survivor ♪

Oh, hey, Kyra.

Sorry, I can't talk.

Gotta run to the market
and get somethin' for dinner.

- If you wanna stay, I'd love to have you.
- Sure. Can Chip stay too?

Is Chip here? Oh, I'd love to meet him.

Okay.

- Mom, he's taken.
- Oh.

- Chip, this is my mom.
- Hi. Nice to meet you.

How are you?

Well, at least he wore nice underwear.

Kyra, can I see you
in the kitchen for a minute?

Sure, Mom.

Isn't he cute?

Probably. What's your guess?

He's so smart and so sweet.

And, Mom, the best part, he's in a band.

Well, that is the best part.

Look, Kyra, I've changed my mind.

I don't feel comfortable
with Chip coming over here

after school unsupervised.

What? You just said
this morning that I could.

Yeah, you know, but in order
for a boy to date my daughter,

I have to be able to pick him
out of a lineup.

You said you trusted me.

I know, but I have to trust him too.

Why doesn't he say anything?
That's just not polite.

Chip's shy.

Shy?

Ha, yeah. You know,
jails are full of shy boys.

You're judging him on his looks.

Don't blame me.

- You're the one that let me see him.
- Mom.

Okay. Okay, fine. He can stay.

Where are you going?

In the living room
with Willie Nelson here.

- I thought you were going to the market?
- I don't need to.

- Then what are we gonna have for dinner?
- Uh, gum and Cheetos.

Okay, fine. Give me my coupons.

Forgot my keys.
Notice how unexpected that was?

I do that a lot, you know,
just pop in unexpected-like.

So I'll see ya.

Or maybe I won't.

And that was the elevator to my apartment.

This is the hallway to my apartment.
Oh, this thing's great.

You put an empty can of anything
on this, the next day, gone.

And this is the door to my apartment.

And this...

is my apartment.

Oh!

Well, isn't it great?

Well, it totally matches
the hallway and the elevator.

Come on. Check this out.

Huh?

Mm-hmm? Huh?

I can sit here and watch TV. Uh-oh.

[smacks lips] I'm a little thirsty.

I hope I can see the TV from the kitchen.

I can! I can. I can see the TV
from the bathroom

if I leave the door open
and angle the mirror.

It scared the heck out of the maid once.

Well, you haven't gotten much chance
to do decorating, have ya?

Are you kiddin'? Look.

They had the fire-evacuation plan
in this frame, but I chucked it.

So do you like the place?

I think I'm going to. [chuckles]

It's weird. Every time
I talk to you on the phone,

I picture what this place
is gonna look like.

And, well, now I know.

[chuckles] It's like this.

You know, when I talk to you on the phone,

I'm usually nude.

Yeah. Yeah, you tell me that every time.

Van, those curtains close, right?

Well, lookit there.

Curtains.

So, you wanna see the bedroom?

Well, don't you need to practice?

That's what I'm talkin' about.

- Daddy needs a little practice. [laughs]
- Okay.

Aw, shoot!

Football practice.

I gotta go. All right,
we'll finish the tour later.

I'm gonna straighten up a bit.

No, no, don't! Just relax.

If you're hungry, there's cereal,
but the prizes are gone.

When I come back,
we'll go out and see Denver, or...

Finish the tour?

[chuckles]

- I love you so much.
- I love you too.

Oh, hey, and if you drink
a can of soda, put it out here.

And you, you can watch TV from here.

Oh, that was ridiculous.
One hour in the express lane.

Mom, I got my own problems.

I wanna watch Pokemon,

and Kyra and her friend
are hogging the living room again.

Oh, I'm sorry, honey,
but they have to be in there.

Why can't they just go back upstairs?

Did you say "back upstairs"?

Yeah. They were in Kyra's room
for, like, an hour.

Now they won't let me downstairs
while Pokemon's on.

Jake, are you sure?

I think I know when Pokemon's on.

She is in big trouble.

Wait! Wait! You can't tell her I told you.

Why? She broke the rules.
She has to be punished.

She'll be mean to me.
Last time I tattled on her,

she drew hair under my armpits
with a marker while I was sleeping.

Okay. I won't tell her it was you.

Did she draw the mustache
on you last week?

No. That was me.

I got my eye on this girl
in the eighth grade.

Okay, Kyra, playdate's over.

- What?
- You heard me.

He didn't, but you did.

Okay.

Well, Chip, I guess I'll call you later.

Sorry about my mom.

This is one of those things
I was telling you about.

[scoffs] What was that all about?

I think you know.

That you don't keep promises?

- Remember the rules we talked about?
- Yeah.

- Pretty easy to understand. Uh-huh?
- I guess.

Yeah? Did you break the rules?

- No.
- [chuckles]

Maybe I wasn't clear.
Did you go upstairs with that boy?

Oh, that is clear. No.

Kyra, tell me the truth.

- Okay.
- Look me right in the eye.

- Okay.
- Did you go upstairs with that boy?

- No.
- Ooh!

Look, I know somethin'
you don't know I know.

So given I know it, you should tell me.

- Okay.
- Have somethin' to tell me?

- No.
- Ooh!

Ooh!

Mom, I don't lie to you. You know me.

The Kyra I know wouldn't bring a boy home

that "a," is in a band,
and "b," looks like he's in a band!

He's nice.

I don't know that.
I don't even know if he has a face.

You're grounded.
I don't want you to ever see him again.

[scoffs] That's so unfair!
I didn't do anything wrong!

Why do you treat me like this?

Tell Willie to write a song about it!

And she lied about it, so I grounded her.
I couldn't think of anything else to do.

I think we should kill the boy.

You wouldn't get away with it.

I don't know. This is Texas.

I'm pretty sure he'd never see it comin'.

Quick question. When you grounded her,

was it just for your house,
or was it for all our houses?

- All of ours.
- Yeah, see, there's the rub, yeah.

You want me to punish her for somethin'

I would have never allowed
in the first place.

You invited the boy over.

I mean, why not just
put on some soft music

and give 'em a nice bottle of Chianti?

Barbra Jean, let it go.

Reba, I tried to warn you.

Teenagers are just adults with energy.

You know, as Kyra's father,

I think I should have been included
in this.

What would you have done?

Maybe I would have gotten
some of my golf buddies

together and thrown a scare into the boy.

Yeah. The sight
of four middle-aged men in plaid

speeding up the driveway
in a golf cart would scare off anybody.

Man, something smells like sh-- Cheyenne!

You're cooking.

Yep. I've been busy, busy, busy. [giggles]

Van, what do you think about the place?

Hey...

- look at that.
- [giggles]

Pink.

Uh-huh.

Lavender.

And whatever that color is.

Just a little touch of home.

Little? Is there anything left at home?

Well, the apartment
was just so boring before.

It didn't make a statement
of who you are, and now it does.

Oh, it sure does. But unfortunately,
that statement is,

[high-pitched voice] "I'm Cheyenne."

No, it's not. This isn't just my stuff.
This is our stuff, honey.

I don't know if you realize this,
but most of the stuff at home

is your stuff.

That is so not true.

You have teddy bears on your bed.

Well, guess what? You have
teddy bears on your bed now too.

[chuckles]

[sobbing hysterically] No!

Cheyenne, I cannot have
teddy bears on my bed.

I'm a professional football player.

Van, I cannot believe
that you are making such a big deal

about just a few decorating things.

A few decorat--
It looks like I live in a candle store!

Cheyenne, I liked it better
the way it was.

Well, I like it better this way.

Yeah, but, see, Cheyenne,
you don't live here.

It's true, Cheyenne.

You don't live here.

I do.

I should've known you'd come here
and try to Cheyenne up the place.

Why would you say that?
I don't do that, Van.

[scoffs]

What is that? What is that?

Well, I am sorry that I didn't react

the way you wanted
to your precious apartment.

How... how did you want me to react, Van?

Well, I wanted you to like it.

Well, I wanted to like it,
too, but I didn't.

So I added some stuff.

Well, I don't need stuff
for it to feel like home.

No one does, expect maybe Elton John.

All I need is that.
That picture right there.

I can sit on this couch for hours

looking at that picture...

during commercials.

And when I do, it is home.

I can't believe I'm gonna say this,
but I understand that.

How about before I leave,
I'll take all this stuff down?

Nah, don't worry.

As soon as you leave,

I'll put all this stuff on the table
in the hallway.

I'm starving.
Let's go get something to eat.

No, I'm cooking.

I know.

Hey, Jake, what you watchin'?

The weather channel.

More rain for Brazil.

Listen, honey, I know it was pretty
scary telling me about your sister,

but tellin' the truth is very important.

- So I got you this.
- [beeping]

Wow! A Game Boy SP! Where'd you get it?

I got it for your grandma
for her birthday,

but she kept tryin'
to use it to make phone calls.

Well, Kyra called me a crybaby.

Who's cryin' now?

What do you mean?

Well, I really wanted to come downstairs
and hang out with them,

but she said get lost
and called me a baby.

I thought you said
she called you a crybaby?

Yeah, 'cause then I started to cry.

Oh.

Jake, I thought you said
they were upstairs

and you were downstairs?

Uh, you were mistaken.

Hmm.

Was that before or after Chip and Kyra
locked you in your bedroom?

After.

That's interesting,
'cause you didn't say anything about them

locking you in your bedroom.
I just made that up.

Uh... Mom, please.
I'm tryin' to concentrate on--

Jake Mitchell Hart, are you lyin' to me?

No!

Did you lie about your sister
and Chip bein' upstairs?

Yes! Nobody mocks me
and gets away with it!

So did that boy even go upstairs?

No. And I didn't know he was a boy.

I thought he was an ugly girl.

You are in big trouble, mister.

No TV, no dessert,

and grandma gets her cell phone back.

Hi.

I don't know if you've heard,
but there's more rain for Brazil.

So I got a funny little story to tell ya.

[sighs] Turns out that...

I got some unreliable information
from my mole.

In other words, I wasn't lying.

Yes.

So your grounding is off.

And because I'm a big enough person
to admit I was wrong,

you can't be mad at me. [laughs]

Gee. Then everything's all better.

Kyra, I am so sorry.

Honey, when you have a child,

you try very hard to teach it good values.

And then one day you blink,
and they're all grown up,

and you think to yourself,
did I teach 'em enough?

Did I do a good job?

Yes, you did a good job.
You should trust me.

Honey, decisions about dating
are adult decisions.

And as much as I love you and trust you,

and as smart as you are,
you're still just a 15-year-old girl.

I make bad decisions, and I'm 29. [laughs]

I looked you in the eye

and told you the truth
over and over again,

but you didn't believe me.

I know that now.

I'm sorry.

Wish there was a way
I could make it up to you.

Yeah, me too.

Jake was the mole.

What?

He's at the house. Knock yourself out.

[theme music playing]