All language subtitles for 2 Broke Girls s06e20 Alley Oops

Table for two.

And don't worry, he just went.

So did the guy at booth three.
(laughs)

Max, that cop has
a drug-sniffing dog.

So, it was nice knowing you.

(gasps)

What's that, now?

-You're moving out?
-Max, put that away!

It smells like Willie Nelson's
bandana drawer in here.

Max, have you seen
the olicepay ogday?

Uh, that pot was too strong.

There's a chipmunk
talking to me.

Heavens, that's
a drug-sniffing dog!

Earl will spend the rest
of his life behind bars.

So, like, two weeks?

Earl, heads up.
Narc dog at 1:00.

Or it might be 6:00.

But it's definitely 420.

So, she can bring
that dog in here,

but I can't bring
my emotional support hooker.

I can't watch a dog
tear Earl to pieces.

Hey there, fella.
Sit.

All right,
now give me that paw.

Now here's what I got for you.
There you go.

I have a way with dogs.

Well, my marijuana biscuits do.

That's why I call them
Hush Puppies.

Hey, Han, if it's cool,
me and the dog

are gonna go see
the new Star Wars movie.

(Peter Bjorn and John)
* Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

(cash register bell dings)

* Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Max, guess what Bobby and I
are doing tomorrow night?

Where have I been dying to go?

Besides a doctor's office
that's not in a Chipotle.

Sorry, Dr. Pizza Hut
has a waiting list.

Hey, everybody!

Oh, I'm worried
that Barbara's not smart.

Yeah, she doesn't even
return my e-mails.

I think she has Oleg's DNA.

So do most of the chairs
in here.

That's why I bring my chair
from home every day.

I mean, it's awkward
on the subway,

but I don't wanna sit
on those seats either.

Sophie, don't blame me.
My family's very smart.

We won Family Feud in Ukraine,

and it takes intelligence
to kill another family.

Who are we kidding?

You're a gorgeous moron.

But what are we gonna do
with a dumb baby?

Maybe we should ask Han.

He's a dumb baby.

Hey, don't call Han
a dumb baby.

He managed to pull
that stupid vest

over his giant potato head
all by himself.

Nope.
I had to help him.

Starting to think the Splenda
packet I came out for

wasn't worth it.

-Hey, gorgeous.
-Hello, yourself, beautiful.

Bobby, great news--guess what
we're doing tomorrow night?

Tomorrow night?
I can't.

I have a hobby that I haven't
told you about

because I don't think
it's something you'll like.

Oh, so is your hobby getting to
the point of a story quickly?

It's definitely
not acknowledging

my new Caesar salad recipe.

Still waiting.

Still nauseous.

Well, I bet you Bobby's into
doing dead people.

Yeah, he just has that look.

Bobby, for the love of God,
just tell me.

Whatever hobby you have,
it can't be worse than that.

Fine, Caroline, I'm just gonna
come out and say it.

I like to bowl.

And you're sure you don't wanna

go with the dead people thing?

But bowling's just
a hobby, right?

Something you only do--

Every Tuesday night.

I'm on a team.
I have a locker at the alley.

And that tattoo
I told you was the moon,

it's a bowling ball.

Why didn't you tell me?

We don't talk about me a lot.

I thought it would
be more important

to tell you about my nut allergy
when I had the floor.

You have a nut allergy?

Bowler?
Nice!

I was on a bowling team
in juvie.

We were called
The Girls Who Escaped

when the Guards Took Us
to the Bowling Alley.

That'd be hard
to put on a shirt.

Oh, we didn't wear shirts.

Caroline, I knew bowling
wouldn't be your thing.

You don't pronounce any
of the Ns in Au Bon Pain.

That's because it's
(in French accent) Au Bon Pain.

We can have separate things.

Bobby, you know what?
Part of being in a relationship

is being open
to trying new things.

And since I'm not ready to try
being on top yet,

I'm gonna come watch
you bowl tomorrow.

Really?
Okay, great.

Hey, Max, you wanna come too?

Got some cute guys
on my bowling team.

Well, just some guys
that aren't that fat.

It's a bowling team.

Beer-based recreation?
Men with curves?

Are we going to
a bowling alley or heaven?

Max, I'm ready to go bowling.

You look like you're ready
for a greaser

to feel you up
at Make Out Point.

I've waited long enough
to have a boyfriend.

I can learn to like anything.

I mean,
it's not like it's bowling.

(gasps)
Oh, my God, it's bowling!

Well, I loved it.

But I hung up my back brace
after I bowled a 300.

I wanted to go out on top,
like Rob Schneider.

(knock at door)

And from what I hear,
apparently not you.

Hi, girls.

Yeah, Barbara's even dumber
than I thought.

Yeah, she had a play date
with the baby next door.

And he can read.

Jimmy?

He's 37.

He's a little person.

And a tax attorney.

Well, I did think it was odd
that he lived alone.

We're taking Barbara bowling.

Between the flashing lights
and the fist fights,

nothing's more stimulating
for a baby's brain

than a bowling alley.

How about a book?

On bowling?

So, this is a bowling alley.

This actually isn't so bad.
(bowling pins clatter)

What was that?

The sound of people
going nowhere.

Hey!

If you're here for the
sock hop, it was 40 years ago.

I'm kidding, I'm kidding.
You look sexy.

Thank you.
I'm here to support you

because this is what you love.

And what you love, I love.
(bowling pins clatter)

That seriously has to stop.

Hey, this is Frank.
He's the star of our team.

Tell 'em about yourself, Frank.

Well, I'm the star of our team.

I also enjoy dinner.

Yes!
Cute and dumb.

Where have you been all my life?

Well, I was in high school
for ten years.

All right, let's bowl.
(bowling pins clatter)

Whoo!

We're going towards the sound?
(bowling pins clatter)

Wow.
A curtain on the sex booth?

Classy place.
They had the same thing

on the sex booth where we voted.

You mean tried to vote.

I mean, I barely started
pulling your lever

before they kicked us out.

Barbara, Barbara,
what do you think?

You feel smarter yet?

You know what?
This baby's harder to read

than Chelsea Handler's memoir.

Oh, look, Oleg.
She likes the claw machine.

This is the first thing
she's been interested in

since she saw that lady fall
down the stairs in our building.

(laughs)
That was hilarious.

She was carrying
a casserole bowl.

You know, I am gonna
win her a stuffed animal

and show her
we may not be geniuses,

but damn it, we can
operate tiny cranes.

Now what's this knobby thing do?

So this is the rest of our team.
Bernie, Lynette,

there's Frank again,
who's currently trying

to drink a Sprite
through a wrapped straw.

So cute how he doesn't
know stuff.

And these are the bowling wives.
No offense, Wayne.

Oh, none taken.
I'm a pair of sensible earrings

away from being my mother.

So this is the practice for
the title game tomorrow night.

We win that, we get to go
to the championships in Detroit.

We win that,
we get to leave Detroit.

Oh, cool, I still have to pick
up my last check from Chrysler.

He was my pimp.

Uh, do the bowling wives
have to go to that--

get to come to that?

Sure, that'd be great.

This could be our thing.
You could be my bowling wife.

Before I say yes,
is there any way

the bar here serves white wine?

Well, this is what couples
do for each other, right?

I'm sure your spouses
support you

in whatever's important to you.

Bernie missed my swearing in
as a Federal judge last week.

But he bowled a 180,
so it was worth it.

Today's my birthday.
I'm one year cancer free.

Lynette didn't even know
I was sick.

Let's go, Frank.
Shake it for mama!

Those ten years in high school
did nothing for him.

(cheering)

I'm up.
Good luck two-step.

* Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

Let's go, Bobby!
Do a good jobby!

If Frank does a good jobby,
I might just give him one.

B-O-B-B-Y, I could be his alibi.

'Cause he's bowling.
He's bowling.

(cheering)

Hey, hey.
You wanna cut that out?

We want them to lose.
If they win tomorrow,

the season goes on
for two more months.

Haven't we already
been here two months?

The foot spray plays games
with your mind.

Max, can you come sniff me?

I was hoping the sewer smell
from our shower

would cover the stink
from the bowling alley,

but I think they just
joined forces.

If you keep smelling like
sewers and bowling alleys,

we're gonna have to have sex.

Well, unfortunately for you,

I won't be smelling like
a bowling alley anymore

because I'm gonna tell Bobby
that bowling

should be his thing.

And waiting for him cutely
at home will be mine.

Wow.
Onto something interesting,

Frank came over last night.

You guys had sex?

I didn't hear you
ring your sex bell.

Well, we tried to,
but he just seemed confused

so I let him go to sleep.

But I did put
those hands to work.

I didn't hear
your hand stuff buzzer.

I had him work on my laces.

You didn't hear my laces kazoo?

Hey, Max?

I got all the knots
out of your shoes.

If I can teach him how to have
sex and how to climb onto a bed,

I'm locking this down.

Hey, thought I'd surprise you,
bring you some coffee.

-Oh.
-Bobby, what are you doing here?

This isn't the bowling alley.

Well, I'm glad I found him.
His mom was looking for him.

Come on, Frank, let's go.
We gotta get ready for the game.

Bye.
I'll see you later at the alley.

No--okay.

So, can I call you?
(crunching)

-Ow!
-(gasps)

Please tell me that wasn't
his bowling hand.

Caroline, what did
you do to Frank?

He's our best player.

It was totally an accident.

I support your hobby.
I was looking forward

to coming tonight and not
waiting here, cutely.

I'm fine.

Is my pinky supposed to be
my longest finger?

What are we gonna do?

Well, like I told the producers
of Deadliest Catch,

looks like Captain Max
is coming out of retirement.

Good thing I still have
my bowling glove.

Max, that's an oven mitt.

That's how good I am.

No pressure,
but if you blow this,

I may never get married.

Oh, please, I once had to bowl
to get out of North Korea.

Max Black, Max Black!

She bowled to get
her freedom back.

That is a very specific cheer.

(grunts)

(cheering)

Shabooya!

You like that, suckers?

Bowling is not just for guys
with their third DUI anymore.

Max, that was amazing.

The strike, I mean--what you're
doing now is very off-putting.

Well, it makes more sense
if you imagine she's riding

a very small unicorn
named Tito.

-Oh, yeah, yeah.
-Yeah.

Look at this poor sucker.

I wasted $400 in quarters
yesterday on this thing.

Good luck, kid.
(laughs)

Oh.
He won.

Well, between Earl's
claw-like hand

and the fact that Han was born
in one of these machines,

we've got a dream team here.

Now this is our Ocean's 1 1/2.

Now, you promised, if I win
Barbara the stuffed animal,

you'll come to my live action
Clue party.

I'll be playing Professor Plum.

Reimagined as an English dandy
with a nose for trouble.

Great, and I'll play the butler
who doesn't show up.

I mean, we're not going, right?

both: No!

You know I can hear you?

Well, then you know
we're not going.

Max, Max, she's got spunk!

And she's only slightly drunk.

I haven't been slightly drunk
in five beers.

(cheering)

I think we got this.

Thanks for horribly
maiming Frank.

Two more pins
and we're going to Detroit.

(sighs)

Waiting for my ball to drop.

Story of my life.

This guy knows
what I'm talking about.

No, I don't.

Lemme get the ball for you, Max.

Look, like I said to you
at that all-you-can-eat

Indian buffet, unless you wanna
get bit, get out of the way.

And like I said to you
at the Indian buffet,

I just want to be part of this.

(crunching)
(screams)

Damn it, my fingies!

Max, I'm sorry!

-Caroline, what did you do?
-(groaning)

You're doing more damage
to the team

than when we tried
to get separate checks

at Macaroni Grill.

Hey, if I don't drink,
I don't pay.

Eh, this was
my pickle-snatching hand.

Like I said
at the Indian buffet,

I think we might
need an ambulance.

(yells)

Wow, that was the craziest
woman's room ever.

It was filled with
urinals and men.

Wait a minute.

Hey, did you get the stuffed
animal for Barbara yet?

No, but something more
impressive happened.

And we're still not sure how.

Like I said when I was
watching the OA,

what the hell am I looking at?

On the bright side, maybe she's
not as dumb as you thought.

That claw machine is harder to
get into than my neighbor Irene.

We looked away for two seconds.

Some 12-year-olds
were making fun of Han,

so we piled on.

We gotta get her out of there.

All right.
I'll keep her entertained

and you guys sneak up
behind her with the claw.

Max, so you don't think
it's broken, do you?

I know you've always
wanted a hook,

but I don't wanna be
the cause of it.

Is there any way
you can use your left?

Out of the question.
This one's just for show.

In an emergency,
someone else can bowl for Max,

but since we're mid-game,

it must be someone
of the same gender.

I was gonna see how this worked
out before I dropped it on you.

I'm also league commissioner.

I'm sure one of you
knows how to bowl.

Not to stereotype,
but look at you.

Bowling wives!
Bowling wives!

It's time to help
our bowling guys.

Think we should help her, hon?

That's right,
we're having an affair.

And no.

(sighs)

Yeah, they won't do it.

Is it too late
to put Earl in a wig?

Oh, that takes hours.

And I don't have the glue on me.

We're gonna have to forfeit.

I guess I Can't Believe
It's Not Gutter

is going to Detroit.

And I can't believe it.

No.
I can do the bowling.

I have to because I think I'm
years away from being on top.

I have vertigo.

You are amazing.

All you need is two pins.

And even if you don't get them,

I'll still love you.

But please get two pins.

Caroline, Caroline,
she's on her own.

If she doesn't get this,
she'll die alone.

Max, you know how much
I hate that cheer.

May I please have a practice
swoop on the court next door?

Everyone else
got practice swoops.

Does she think rolling the ball
down the lane

is called "swooping"?

I don't know.
She calls sheets "bedding."

Uh, gutter ball.
Someone's dying alone.

Oh, that was my bad.

I should have told you.
Aim away from the gutters.

The gutters are the things
on the sides.

Just--just focus on the center,

whip it back, and...

Or do that.

(shimmering tone)

(theme from Chariots of Fire)

*

(creaking)

(gasps)

(cheering)

Oh, my God!

The ten bases fell down!

I swooped them all!

That was incredible.

I hate to say it,
but I had this crazy thought

that you were trying
to sabotage the team

because you hate bowling.

I thought so, too!

There's someone down there.

Max?

You cheated!

You can't pin this on me.

How did Barbara get in
the claw machine?

Well, we've ruled out magic.

Currently, our top theory
is invisible gnomes.

Yeah, she may not be a genius,

but she goes after
what she wants.

Like Oleg at Swingers Yoga.

What you really had to see
was Sophie going in after her.

She was face down, Spanx up.

Man, it was wild.

All right, we better get going
before they realize

we broke their claw machine
and their sex booth

and two of the condom machines.

There's always next season.

We'll get back at it.
I can work on some cheers.

You are never coming here again.

-Thank you!
-(laughs)

Get a lane!

(sighs)
Take it easy, Larry.

Those are my handcuffs.

(sighs)
One day, I'll be able to

come to a bowling alley
without leaving like this.

(cash register dings)

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