All language subtitles for Bewitched S04E29 A Majority of Two_track3_[eng]

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When is Daddy
coming home?

In about a week.

When is a week?

Ooh...

about seven
tomorrows.

Now, you be a good girl
and eat your dinner

if you want Daddy
to bring you a surprise.

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[CRASH]

What's that?

You finish
your dinner.

I'll see who it is.

One more time.

Oh!

Aunt Clara!

[CRASH]

Oh, my stars.

Hooh!

Oh.
Ha, ha!

That could gave you
quite a headache.

Especially if you already
have a headache.

Ha, ha!
Yeah.

What the matter,
Aunt Clara?

Oh, oh,
it's Ocky.

Your boyfriend?

My ex-boyfriend,
if you don't mind.

Again?

This is the third time
he's run away

with some empty-headed
witch.

And I told him

that under no circumstances

would I ever take him back.

Well, good for you.

The problem is now...

suppose he takes me seriously?

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[DOORBELL RINGS]

- Oh, hi, Larry.
- Hi, Sam.

I was just driving by,
and I thought I'd drop in,

see how you were doing.

Just fine.

How's everything with you?

Terrible.

Boy, I can't wait
for Darrin to get back.

Come on in,
and tell me what's wrong.

Hm.

Did Darrin ever talk to you
about Mishimoto?

Uh...

Not that I remember.

Well, Mishimoto
is one of the biggest

television manufacturers
in Japan.

And we've been
corresponding with him

almost eight months about
our handling his account.

And I just got word
that he's flying in

from Tokyo tomorrow
to talk to us.

- Well, that's good, isn't it?
- It's terrible.

You know
Louise is away.

How am I going
to entertain him?

I can't take him
to a restaurant.

No, of course not.

Why not?

Because to an Oriental,

being invited to dinner
at someone's home

has an, uh,
important significance.

LARRY: And I wouldn't want to
get off on the wrong foot.

Especially since the account

will probably be
assigned to Darrin.

Oh.

Well, Larry,
why not invite him here?

Here?

Well, that never occurred to me.
[CHUCKLES]

Oh, Sam, I couldn't ask you
to do that.

I'd be pleased to.

W-what do you serve
a Japanese visitor?

Japanese food he may be
sick and tired of,

or Western food he
might not like?

Sam, I just happened to phone
Mishimoto's secretary in Japan

and found out that
his favorite dish

is Hung Ai Wan Goo Rash.

Clever?

Very.

What is it?

Who knows?

Do you want me to make...

Um, Hung Ai...Wan Goo Rash

without a recipe?

Sam, you are not
dealing

with an amateur,
you know.

Japanese recipes.

All you have to do
is look it up.

I see.

Boy, am I glad
I dropped in.

Well, you sure dropped in
well-prepared.

This is
gonna be fun.

Aunt Clara
can help me.

Good girl.

Sam, I'm putting you
in my will for this.

I'll call you
tomorrow.

Bye.
Bye-bye, Larry.

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- Here. Taste this.
- Oh.

Mm... Myeah...
What is it?

It's the sauce
that goes on the raw fish.

[COUGHS]

Well,
I'm just about set.

Oh, want to check up
on the table?

Oh, sure. Yeah.
All right.

Aunt Clara,
I thought you set the table.

AUNT CLARA:
I did.

You're in the wrong room.

What?

[♪♪]

Ha, ha!

Oh.

Well, my dear.

A Japanese dinner
doesn't taste Japanese...

unless you're sitting
on the floor.

Well, you certainly get
"A" for effort.

You know,
I've been thinking.

Why not go
the whole hog?

Pardon?

Aunt Clara!

Oh?

Is it not becoming?

Oh, y-yes.

It's lovely, very,
but...

since I'm not
wearing a kimono,

you might stand out.

Do you follow me?

Yes. Yes.

- Well--
- [DOORBELL]

There they are.

I hope you
don't mind.

I don't mind at all.

Well...

Hello, Larry.

You didn't tell us

this was going to be
a costume party.

It was
a last-minute thought.

That's what you get
for thinking.

Um, Mr. Mishimoto,
may I present Mrs. Stephens.

Mrs. Stephens,
a great pleasure.

Well, it's a pleasure
to meet you.

May I take your hat.

I hope you
don't mind

my wearing
Japanese clothes.

It's just that
I find them...

so comfortable,
as well as so flattering.

Don't you agree?

Oh, yes.
I think it is charming of you.

And I thank you for the tribute.

I told you she was
something special.

Didn't I,
Mr. Mishimoto?

Oh, leave it
to Samantha

to come up with
a charming idea like this.

Ha, ha.
How do you do?

Larry,
this is Aunt Clara.

It is?

Ah!
Oh, of course.

I didn't recognize you,
with the--

Mr. Mishimoto,

SAM: may I present
my aunt Clara.

How do you do?

Oh, forgive me for staring,

but you look remarkably
like someone I once knew.

Oh.

My wife.

And she was very beautiful.

Was she?

Uh, if this is a surprise,
don't tell me, but...

LARRY:
what is this?

Oh, ah...

Well, since we were having
Japanese food,

Aunt Clara and I
thought

we would serve
Japanese-style.

LARRY:
Oh, good. Good.

Say, I think
this'll amuse you.

On the way out here,

Mr. Mishimoto told me
that he has a French chef.

- Really?
- Really.

Oh, ha!

Well, then
a Japanese dinner

will be a nice change,
won't it?

Definitely.

You see, I have spent
most of my life abroad.

MISHIMOTO: First at Oxford, and
then representing my company

in the capitals of the world.

And now that I am back in Tokyo,

I am afraid
I find myself very much

in the position
of a western visitor.

Oh!

I think we could all use
a little drink.

Sake, anyone?

No.

Whisky and soda,
no ice please.

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And eventually,
with Mrs. Mishimoto gone,

I tired of traveling
and felt a great desire

to return
to my homeland.

Have you ever been
to Japan?

Oh, yes.

I've spent a lot of time
over Japan.

Over Japan?

Back in the days
when I used to fly

without any trouble,

You used to fly?

How very interesting.

Sam, you never told me
she was a pilot.

I didn't.

I mean, I didn't?

Mr. Mishimoto,
before Stephens left,

he prepared
a very interesting graph

showing the average sales
increase of our clients

from the time
we took over their accounts.

LARRY: I think you'll
find--

There will be plenty of time
to discuss that later.

Madame,
I find it fascinating

that you used to fly.

Oh? Well, I still manage
once in a while.

Really?

I have my own plane.

Perhaps some time
you would fly with me?

Well, that's very sweet of you,

but I wouldn't dare
go up in a plane.

Oh! Ha, ha!

Oh, that's very funny,
Aunt Clara.

[ALL LAUGH]

She has the kind
of sense of humor

that sort of
sneaks up on you.

Next time give us
a little warning.

Well, I think we're all
about ready for dessert.

SAM: So, if you'd like to
circulate...

I don't, ha, ha,
but I think my blood does.

Please let me help you,
Madame.

Well, I will if you don't
call me Madame.

The name is Clara.

[WHISPERING] Why don't you get
your aunt Clara

to help you
clear the dishes?

I can handle it.

Yes, but, heh,
I can't handle her.

Oh, relax,
Larry.

It's better
for the digestion.

Mr. Mishimoto,
don't you think that

since you'll be leaving
soon, we really ought to

take advantage
of this evening?

There will be time.

Clara,

may I ask,
quite frankly,

how you would feel

about going out
to dinner with me?

Oh, no.

I see.

I couldn't eat
another thing tonight.

Ha, ha, ha!

Your niece
is quite correct.

Your humor does
take one unaware.

Sam, will you
come back in

and help me
break this up?

What for?

All the attention
that Aunt Clara's getting

is just the therapy
she needs right now.

I know, but if I don't get
a little attention

from Mr. Mishimoto,

I'm the one who's
going to need therapy.

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[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Oh, hi, Larry.

Darrin just called
from San Francisco,

and I told him
about the wonderful time

that Aunt Clara is having
with Mr. Mishimoto.

That's precisely
what I called about.

How is the toast of New York?

Mr. Mishimoto took her
to a fashion show.

Sam, with all due respect,
can I point out,

Mishimoto didn't
fly all the way from Tokyo

just to entertain your aunt?

It seems to me
that's his business.

No, it's my business,
which is going down the drain.

Because he's been so busy
escorting Clara

all over the place,
he hasn't had a minute for me

the entire week he's been here.

Apparently, you're not
as captivating as my aunt.

All right.

But do you mind if I come over
and stake out a claim

to some of Mishimoto's time?

Call me and let me know when

I can casually run into him.

All right.

I will.

Bye-bye.

Good evening,
my dear.

Oh, I had a marvelous time.
Marvelous time!

And the clothes
were beautiful.

And Kensu,
he has exquisite taste.

Exquisite taste!
Kensu?

Yes. Ah...
Mr...

ah...
Mr. Michimomo.

Ha, ha.
Do you like it?

Oh, it's beautiful!

Well, Kensu was very anxious
for me to take it.

Well, ah...
Oh, dear!

Oh, dear,
I must go and get ready.

Oh, my.

We're going dancing
this evening.

- Aunt Clara?
- Yes.

Don't you think that maybe
you're overdoing it?

Why, you've spent every day
and every evening with him.

Maybe you ought to let
Mr. Mishimoto

have a little time to himself.

Oh, I've suggested that.

He won't hear of it.

But tonight...
I must see him tonight,

because he's going to ask me
a very, very important question.

Ha, ha. Oh, dear,
I hope I...

know the answer.

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Ah...
It's the only way.

Handrum, Jandrum
Wishing weaver

Find for me
The old deceiver

On wings of night
And wires of steel

Take my message
To that heel

[PHONE RINGS]

Just a moment,
please.

Aunt Clara?

AUNT CLARA:
Yes?

Telephone for you.

AUNT CLARA:
Oh. Oh, yes.

Oh, that must be
Kensu,

calling to see
if I'm ready.

SAM: No.

No, no, no.
It's not Kensu.

No? Then who?

Hello?

AUNT CLARA:
For heaven's sake.

[WHISPERING]
It's Ocky.

What do you want, Ocky.

Oh? Oh, really?
Ha, ha, ha, ha...

And what about you
and that little, uh...witch?

Oh, good.
Ha, ha.

Now you know
what it feels like.

Oh.
You will?

CLARA:
Well, uh, where are you?

Yes.

Oh, yes, I'll be there
in 10 minutes.

Goodbye...

my love.

- He wants me again.
- Oh!

Ha, ha, ha.
Oh, dear.

Listen, you don't think
it's wrong of me to--

Aunt Clara,

you're doing what your heart
tells you is right,

and that's
seldom wrong.

Well. Well,
it's flight time.

Oh,
that's great.

Just great!

But how did you get her
boyfriend to call?

Oh, I just used
a little black magic.

Just used a little--

Oh, Sam,
you're the end.

But it's the first break
I've had with Mishimoto,

and I want you to know
I'm grateful.

You are?

Then suppose you tell him
Aunt Clara's gone.

What's the problem?

Well, he may be upset.
Oh, nonsense.

He's a grown man.
He'll take it in stride.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Just be simple
and direct.

Simple and direct.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Oh, good evening,
Mr. Mishimoto.

What a surprise.

Good evening.

Did Clara not tell you
I was coming?

Oh, sure.

It's just that...

You're a little early,
aren't you?

I said 6:30.

It is now...6:29.

Oh, that's
what I meant.

I didn't expect you
for another minute.

You know Larry Tate.

Oh, ha, ha!
Of course you do.

Long time no see.

How about a drink?

Whiskey and soda,
no ice?

Sam, isn't there
something you wanted

to tell Mr. Mishimoto?

Yes.

Um, Mr. Mishimoto,

a close friend of
Aunt Clara's, a dear friend,

needed her, and...
So she had to go to him.

It was in the nature of
a reconciliation.

SAMANTHA:
She wanted us to

make her apologies. And...

she hoped you'd understand.

You have both been very gracious
and hospitable.

Should you ever come to Tokyo,

I would be happy to reciprocate.

Uh, ha, ha.

Mr. Mishimoto,
you talk as if you were leaving.

I am.

There is a plane for Tokyo
in one hour.

But, uh, what about
our business?

LARRY: Your account?
Our representing you, I mean?

I am afraid
that is no longer possible.

Goodbye.

Boy, I've heard of
soreheads,

but this guy--

Mr. Mishimoto,
I don't think

- you're really being--
- Larry,

you're wasting
your time.

I've never heard of
such childishness.

Mr. Mishimoto may have
English clothes,

and a French chef,

but basically he's still
an Oriental.

He was embarrassed
in front of you.

"Losing face"
is what they call it.

And if you lose face
with somebody,

it can put you
at a disadvantage.

Say, you really know
your Orientals, don't you?

Very clever.

Wait a minute.

- I'm getting an idea.
- Yeah?

Suppose I go
to the airport

and head him off
before he gets on the plane?

Yeah.
Then what?

I don't know.

I said I was
getting an idea,

I didn't say I had one.

So, you will please
have my bags packed,

and sent to me in Tokyo,

and likewise
with the hotel bill.

Oh,
Mrs. Stephens?

Oh, Mr. Mishimoto.

Am I glad
I ran into you.

Are you going
somewhere?

Well, it's
a long story,

and I don't want
to bother you.

But tell me,
could you use

an English speaking secretary
in your business?

You are going to Tokyo?

I might.

I just know
I can't stay here any longer.

What happened?

Well, if you must know.

Mr. Tate was
very angry at me

because his business deal
with you fell through.

And when my husband
finds out about it,

there'll be
no living with him.

Why should Mr. Tate
be angry with you?

Well, as you know,
Aunt Clara is my aunt.

And, well, if it weren't
for her--

So he blames you?

That is foolish.

But you don't think it's wrong
for you to blame him?

It is not the same thing.

You mean, it's all right for
you to lose face,

but not me?

I am afraid you are
oversimplifying things.

Am I?

Mr. Mishimoto,

are you really so upset
over the loss of Aunt Clara,

or is it just because
you were embarrassed?

SAMANTHA:
What I mean to say is,

aren't you more concerned
over what we think,

rather than the way you feel?

Well, I--

Anything wrong?

I must have my eyes examined
as soon as I return home.

WOMAN [OVER PA]: Yamato Airways,
flight number 32 to Tokyo

is now boarding at gate 18.

I must leave.

Goodbye.

[ANNOUNCEMENT IN JAPANESE
OVER PA]

Why, hello.

Do we know each other?

I don't know.

I just had an impulse
to say hello to you.

Well, that was
very friendly of you.

MISHIMOTO: Perhaps we met
on the Tokyo flight.

Oh, yes,
that's probably it.

- You are returning?
- Yes.

Oh, what a shame.

I am just about to start
a two-week vacation here.

Oh, really?

STEWARDESS:
And I don't know a soul

in New York.
Well, too bad.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Oh. One moment.

Yes?

Actually, I have left some
unfinished business here.

And, yes,
I see no reason

why I cannot
postpone my return.

Oh, that would be
very nice.

You little Dickens.

[♪♪]

This is very good of you
to invite me to lunch.

I'm delighted
to have you.

Delighted.

Uh, Mr. Mishimoto,
Stephens will be back tomorrow,

and I thought we might meet at,
say, 2 o'clock?

Ah, I have a prior engagement.

Kensu is taking me

to a doubleheader.

All right. Suppose we get an
early start day after tomorrow.

Say at nine?

That is the day we are
going to the flower
market in the morning

a polo match in
the afternoon

and the movie premiere
in the evening.

Well, they say that
New York City

is a summer festival.

Yes, but it's only spring.

Ha.
When are you free?

After I leave,
you will have

plenty of time.

Larry, you haven't even tasted
your chocolate mousse.

Does your chef
make a good mousse?

That sounds funny,
doesn't it?

Naturally,
I mean chocolate mousse.

Oh,
and that reminds me.

There's something
I've been meaning to ask you.

Your secretary
gave Mr. Tate

the name of your
favorite dish,

but I haven't been able
to find it

in the Japanese
cookbook.

It's called, uh...
Hung Ai Wan Goo Rash.

Hung Ai Wan Goo Rash?

I have never heard of it.

Oh, isn't that strange?

Hung Ai--
Oh, ho, ho!

Oh, this is priceless.

My secretary's English
is a little weak.

Do you know
what she was trying to say?

No. What?

Hungarian goulash.

[ALL LAUGH]

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