All language subtitles for Bewitched S03E16 Soapbox Derby_track3_[eng]

Ooh! Watch it.

Be careful.

I bet I know
what you’re thinkin’.
Uh-huh.

There must be
an easier way.
Well, there is,

but it might
shake you up a bit.
What?

Here we go.
All set, Johnny.

I sure appreciate this,
Mrs. Stephens.

If it weren’t for you, I’d
have no other way to get down
to the track and practice.

I’m more than happy
to help, Johnny,

but I still don’t see
the point of practicing

for a race you don’t think
you’ll be able to enter.

I guess it’s just
my nutty way
of hoping against hope.

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

All right. Stand back.

Oh, hi, Mrs. Kravitz.
What are you doing here?

Me? I only happen to be
the aunt of Flash Kravitz,

the fastest
Soap Box Derby racer

in the future history
of Soap Box Derby racing.

Really?
That’s wonderful.

Hmm. He’s staying with us
until he wins the local races,

and then naturally,
he’s going on to win
at Akron.

Naturally.

What are you
doing here?

Oh, I came with my friend,
Johnny Mills.

Well, uh, if you don’t mind,
Mrs. Stephens,

I, uh, wish you wouldn’t
look at Flash.

Mrs. Kravitz,
I’m afraid I don’t know
what you mean.

Let’s just say
I’m superstitious,

which, incidentally,
I never was,
until I met you.

Beat it, kid. I’m Class "A,"
and this is a time trial.

I’m racin’
against the clock.

Well, it won’t hurt anything
if I race with you, will it?

In that pile of junk?
Don’t make me laugh.

The Gray Goose may not be
painted as fancy as yours,

but I’ll bet I’ll beat you
to the finish line.
Not if you had jet engines.

Now, go back
on your skateboard, kid.
I don’t race with amateurs.

Flash!

Wait!

You’re not gonna
let him race with you?

Well, if he wants
to end up eating my dust,
that’s his hang-up.

It certainly is.

Ready, set,

go!

Come on, Flash!

Get your weight forward.
Come on!

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

So as Johnny and I drove home,
that’s when he asked me
if I could keep the racer.

Well, why can’t
he keep it at home?
Where’s he been keeping it?

That’s what I wanted to know,
but I didn’t find out much.

All I know is there’s just
the boy and his father.

He’s the garage man.

You know
Mills Auto Service?
Yeah.

Well, for some reason,
Johnny doesn’t want his father
to know about the racer.

That doesn’t make any sense.

Who’d be more interested
in his own kid’s racing car
than a garage mechanic?

Mmm. You figure it out.
I don’t want
to figure it out.

I don’t want to get involved,
and I don’t want you
involved either.

I’m not involved.

Sam, you’re helping
a 12-year-old boy
deceive his father.

You don’t call that
being involved?

Darrin, did you tell
your father everything
when you were 12?

We’re not talking about me,
and it’s been a long time
since I was 12.

Want to lick the spoon?
It’s chocolate.

Oh, yeah.
I love your chocolate.

Sam, that’s not fair.
(LAUGHS)

Well, neither is sitting in
judgment on a boy when you
don’t know the whole story.

Say, have I heard
the whole story?
Hmm?

Uh, you didn’t interfere
when the boys
were racing, did you?

I, I told you,
they were only practicing.

But you didn’t tell me,
did you interfere?

Well, if you could call
straightening a wobbly wheel
interfering,

I could.
(DOORBELL RINGS)

That must be Johnny. He said
he’d be back. Sweetheart,
would you answer the door?

We’ll continue
this discussion later.

Not if I can help it.

Mr. Stephens?
You must be Johnny.

Yes, sir. I came
to work on my racer.

I’ve got a wheel problem.
Uh, so I’ve heard.

Uh, come inside
a minute, son. I’d like
to talk to you.

Sam! We have a guest.

Hi, Johnny.
Hi, Mrs. Stephens.

Thanks a lot for keeping
my car in your garage.
I was happy to do it.

Sit down, Johnny.
Look what I just made.

You think a little piece
would spoil your dinner?
I could risk it.

Johnny, why don’t you
want your father to know
about the racer?

Oh, lots of reasons,
none of them really
very interesting.

Why don’t you
let us decide that
for ourselves, huh?

Well, Dad doesn’t know
I built the racer.

Tommy Summers let me
build it in his garage,

but it was taking up
too much room.

That’s why
I had to ask you.

Why keep the racer a secret?
Your dad’s a mechanic.
He could’ve helped you.

Uh-uh. The Soap Box Derby rule
says you gotta build it
all by yourself.

And anyway,
you don’t know my dad.

He’d have thrown a fit.

Why?

Well, because,

Look.
My dad’s a great guy,

about the greatest
there is,

but he’s got this thing
about me becoming a doctor.

What’s building a racer got
to do with becoming a doctor?

With my dad, just about
everything’s got something
to do with becoming a doctor.

You want to be a doctor?

Sure. I, I guess so,

if it’ll make Dad happy.

Mrs. Stephens,
I gotta go.

Thanks for the cake,
and thanks again
for keeping my car.

Uh, Johnny,
wait a minute.

What are you going to,
Good luck, Johnny.

We hope you win
the Soap Box Derby
and become a doctor.

Thanks.

Mrs. Stephens?

I got one other problem.

Okay.
You see, they won’t let me
race in the derby

unless my parent
or guardian signs
the application.

Well, Johnny,
we can’t sign it for you.

Oh, I know that.
That’d be illegal.

Anyway, I was going
to ask my dad to sign it

after I got the racer
all built.

Well, the race is
on Saturday,

and I’m kind of scared
to ask him.

Would you?

I’ll bet he’d have
a tough time
saying no to you.

Speaking from experience,
Yeah, I’d be willing
to give it a try.

Mr. Mills,
don’t you understand?

If you don’t sign this,
Johnny won’t be able
to race.

That lousy bolt’s frozen.
He’s got a very good chance
of winning.

And if I don’t fix
this buggy by 8:00,
(STRAINING)

I’ve got a very good chance
of getting the riot act from
the guy that owns this car.

Mr. Mills, haven’t you got
just five minutes
to stand up and talk to me?

Look, Mrs. Stephens,
you’re a very nice lady
and a very good customer,

and I
appreciate your business,
but my son is my son.

All right?

Yes, I know.

The only reason I am asking
is because your son
is afraid to ask.

How about people?
They see a kid
without a mother,

and right away they figure
they got a right
to stick their nose in.

And I told you, I gotta get
finished with this car.

Is that more important
than Johnny?

Look, do you think I like
working 14 hours a day,
seven days a week?

You got any idea
how much it costs

to send a kid through college
and then medical school?

Yes. Yes, I know
it’s very expensive,

but did you realize that
the Soap Box Derby finalists
win college scholarships?

Oh, well, that’s terrific.

Now if I figured like that,
I’d take all the profits
from this garage,

and I’d try to win
his tuition in a crap game.

You’d get about the same odds.

Mr. Mills, Johnny’s racer
is already built.

Now he’d only have
to take one afternoon
off from his studies.

Surely he can
spare that.

(SIGHS)
Ah, this thing
won’t budge.

(GRUNTS)

It come loose.

Mr. Mills, please?

Huh?
Please?

All right. All right.

Now you will give him
a little encouragement?
He thinks a lot of you.

Yeah, that’s his trouble.

He thinks too much of
a $150-a-week grease monkey.

Will you come watch him
race on Saturday?

(SCOFFS)

Boy, give ’em an inch.

Lady, on Saturdays,
I, I’m up to my ears
in work.

You got so much free time?
You go watch him race.

All right. I will.

(CROWD CHATTERING)

(CHATTERING)

Mission accomplished.
Mmm.

Johnny, you got time
to put these on?

Hey! Brand-new
regulation wheels!

Now I can pass
inspection.

Thanks,
Mr. Stephens.
It’s okay, Johnny.

You too, Mrs. Stephens.
Glad to do it.

You better hurry up.
You haven’t got much time
before the first race.

Right!
(LAUGHS)

Look who didn’t want
to get involved. Come here.
Hmm?

Come on. There are kids
around here.

SAMANTHA:
Yeah. Too bad, huh?

You better get
those wheels on, Johnny.

We’ll be rooting
for you.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Mrs. Stephens,
you will watch for
my dad, won’t you?

I mean,
in case he does come.

MAN: (ON P.A.) Contestants
for the next heat,
Oh sure, Johnny.

are Jim Kleinman,
Johnny Mills, Don Bellow.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Ooh, come on, Johnny.
Come on, Johnny.

Come on! Faster!
Come on, Johnny!

Oh, come on, Johnny.
Faster!
Come on, Johnny!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Ooh!
There he goes.
There he goes. There he goes!

He won!

The winner in Class "B",
Johnny Mills.

He won!
I make it 28.7 seconds.

MAN: (ON P.A.)
Contestants for
the next heat,

are George Cooper,
Frank Healey,
I knew he could do it!

Leroy Kravitz.
That-a-boy, Johnny!

Oh.

Oh, there, there, Oh.
Figured.

(CROWD CHEERING)

And the winner in Class "A"
is Leroy Kravitz.

Uh-oh. Uh-oh.
It looks like he and Johnny
will be racing each other.

I’m afraid so.

(SCREAMS)
The finals! Abner!

Oh, Flash is gonna
be in the finals!
(LAUGHS)

In that case,
I’ll have another hot dog.

The bases are loaded again!

Ladies and gentlemen,

the drivers in this final
championship heat

of the local
Soap Box Derby

are Johnny Mills
and Leroy Kravitz.

Drivers
to the starting line.

Ooh.
Remember now to let him do it
on his own. No funny help.

Why, Darrin, do you think
I’d stoop to,

No, but you might get excited
and lose control.
Okay.

Oh, they blew it.
Uh, who?

Who, Who else?
The Mets!

(CROWD CHEERING)
Ooh! Come on, Johnny!

Let’s go, Johnny.
Come on, Johnny.
Come on!

Oh, faster. Faster, Johnny!
Stay back, Flash. Flash,
stay back. Oh! Ooh!

Come on, Johnny. Come on.
Oh, he may make it!
Come on.

Oh, come on, Johnny. Faster!
Remember, on his own.
On his own.

Oh, I promise. Witch’s honor.
Come on, Johnny!

Johnny!

Mmm. Go, Johnny!
Go on!
Go, go, Johnny!

Faster! Faster!
There you go, Johnny!
You’ll make it!

Come on, Johnny.
(SCREAMS)
He won!

MARCHING BAND:
♪ Oh, hi, Johnny.
Oh, he won. He won ♪

MAN: (ON P.A.)
The winner and this year’s
champion is Johnny Mills.

See, I told you they were
doing something funny.

Okay, so why don’t you
do something funny,

like mind your own business
for a change?

This is my business,
and I think it needs
further investigation.

Congratulations, Johnny.

Now I can say
that I know a local
Soap Box Derby champion.

Congratulations, champ.
Say, you gave us a bad moment
in that last heat.

MAN: (ON P.A.)
Attention,
ladies and gentlemen.

There’ll be a delay before
the presentation
of the trophy.

Will Johnny Mills
and his parents

please report
to the Soap Box Derby
headquarters immediately?

I wonder what
that’s all about.

Hello, Johnny. I’m Mr. Martin
of the derby rules committee.

Are you Mr.
and Mrs. Mills?

Uh, no, we’re just friends.
Is there anything
the matter?

Well, we’ve had a rather
strange complaint

from
a Mrs. Gladys Kravitz.

Do you know her?

(SIGHS)
Well, she’s,

I don’t like
to say this, weird.

MARTIN:
She is, isn’t she?

And most difficult
to cope with.

She has insisted that Johnny
here got illegal help
in winning this race.

And of course we’ve got
to clear this thing up before
we can declare him the winner.

I built the car
all by myself. Honest!

I’m sure you did, son,
and I’m sure
you can prove it.

Now where are your parents?

Your father did sign
the entry application?
Yes, sir.

What, uh, What’s the nature
of the charges?

They, like Mrs. Kravitz,
are also weird,

but we’re gonna have
a little informal hearing

as soon as we can
round up all
the judges.

Now where is
your father, Johnny?

Well, Mr. Mills
was delayed.
He got sick.

He really wanted to come,
but he got sick.

Well, he should be here
to help answer the charges.

Darrin, why don’t
you go along with
Mr. Martin and Johnny?

I’ll phone Mr. Mills and see
if he’s feeling better.
Don’t you worry.

Come along with me.

Come on, Johnny.

Mr. Mills, Johnny needs you.

Johnny never cheated
on anything in his life.

Let him tell the judges that.
They’ll believe him.

Well, why should they,

when his own father won’t
take the time to come down
and stand up for him?

Well, what can I do?

Look, I know
it’s tough on the kid,

but there are
more important things
than Soap Box Derbies.

Yeah, I agree,

like a boy who has to say
his father’s sick

because he’s too ashamed
to admit he isn’t interested
enough to go to the race.

He gets a roof over his head
and three meals a day

and a chance to go to college
so that he won’t have to
pump gas for 12 hours a day.

If that ain’t good enough,
that’s just too bad.

Oh, please, Mr. Mills.
It’ll only take an hour.

Look, Mrs. Stephens.
I got three tires to fix
on that one over there.

I have to replace
the carburetor
in that one

and a complete brake
reline on that one
back there,

all before 6:00.

If all those things were done,
could you come?

How they gonna get done?
You got a magic wand?

What’s a carburetor
look like?

Mrs. Stephens,
please go away.

Is it that thing?
Yeah. Now go away.

Okay.

Mr. Mills, is that the car
without the tires?
It seems to have ’em all.

They was laying
on the ground.

Isn’t that a carburetor?

Uh, Now nobody can
hook up one of them
things that quick.

Well, you must’ve done it
this morning and forgot.
You’ve been awfully busy.

Did I forget about
the brake reline too?

I don’t know.

The heck with it.
Let’s go, Mrs. Stephens.

Oh, I, uh, I better
change my clothes.

I can’t go
looking like a bum.
You look just fine.

Besides, it’s a hearing,
not a formal dinner party.
Come on. Come on.

Mrs. Kravitz, can you be
a little more specific?

Exactly in what way
did Johnny here
get illegal help?

Well, you saw the way
he was behind
in the last heat,

and then he caught up...
like magic.

And I don’t use
the word loosely.

How about not using
the word at all?

Well, the same peculiar
thing happened when he was
racing with my Flash,

and they were just
practicing.

(SIGHS)
What’s so peculiar
about that?

Drivers often
come from behind.

Both times,
Samantha Stephens
was there.

Uh, that’s my wife.
Uh, she’s sort of been
coaching Johnny.

GLADYS: (LAUGHS)
She’s been doing more
than just coaching.

And she’s always doing
something more than
she should be doing

when she should be
doing something.

The things
I could tell you!

The things
I could tell you.

Johnny, did anyone
help you build your car?

No, sir.

Dad!

It’s okay, kid.
What’d they say you did?

Mr. Mills,
won’t you sit down?

We’re just trying
to make sure that Johnny
built his racer himself.

If he says he did,
he did.

Look, I’m a mechanic.
If he didn’t ask me for help,
why would he ask anybody else?

Now, please,
everybody sit down.

Johnny, can you tell us
how you constructed
the, uh, brake assembly?

Yes, sir.
I used the tools
at school, in woodshop.

I built the car
in my friend
Tommy’s garage.

We had a bunch of old tires
around the house,

so I used a piece of them
for the braking surface.

I attached the rod
to the front end plate
with an eye bolt.

Then for the rear housing,
I used regular door springs
and some hinges.

I had a little bit of trouble
getting the regulation
three-inch ground clearance,

but after I switched
the hinge, it was okay.

Where did you learn
all that stuff?
From you, Pop.

You’re the best mechanic
in town.

Can I say something?

Certainly, Mr. Mills.

My kid never lied
about anything in his life,

uh, except maybe today,
when he said that I was sick.

I wasn’t sick.

I was stupid.

Well, that’s all
I wanted to say,

but if you want to make out
that my kid didn’t win ’cause
he got help from somebody,

you better be able
to prove it pretty good.

Thank you, Mr. Mills.

Congratulations, Johnny.

I think we can give you
your trophy and your
$500 bond right now.

And we also want you
to know

that we’re very proud
to have you represent our city
in the finals at Akron.

(HUFFS)
Come on, Abner.

We don’t have to listen
to this. We’re leaving.

Are you going
with him to Akron?

Why should she go with him?
I’m the kid’s
old man, ain’t I?

Look, lady. How about taking
over the station while me and
the kid are out of town?

When you show up,
things have a way
of working... and working out.

No, thank you, Mr. Mills.
I’m retiring.

By special request.

(MARCHING BAND PLAYING)
MAN: (ON TV)
70,000 spectators

crowded the stands
of Derby Downs
in Akron, Ohio,

Oh, darling, isn’t it
wonderful about Johnny?
I just can’t believe it.

It’s fantastic.
There were over 250
local champions competing.

Yeah, well, he won
the scholarship.
That’s the important thing.

No more
problems about college.
His father won’t have

to worry about that now.

There he is.

ANNOUNCER:
This year’s winner
was Johnny Mills.

As the crowd cheered
the new champion,

Johnny was paraded
down the track on which,
only minutes before,

he had beaten
two other finalists
in the championship heat.

Johnny qualified for
the All-American Derby

by beating all other entrants
in the local trials
of his community.

At the finish line,
Johnny was
joined by his father

who shared
in the excitement.

If anybody ever made
a boy’s dreams come true,

Well, thank you,
darling.

You’re pretty good
at making a man’s dreams
come true too.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)