All language subtitles for Deadbeat s01e09

Narrator: Previously, on Deadbeat.

- All right, try it now.
- Testes, one, two, three.

- Good.
- That sounded good.

Ah! Oh!

Are you seeing any ghosts right now?

No.

Steve Myer is the mayor of New York.

I asked him, I said, "yo,
what's taking so freaking long

with the Second Ave. Subway line?"

He says the workers don't want to work

because it might be haunted.

We elected a Mayor Myer?

(Mysterious theme playing)

- Shaky legs. Knock it off.
- Sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm just nervous about the $10,000, Roofie.

It could change my life, man.

Kevin Pacalioglu and Rufus Jones?

(Coughing): Rufus?

Yeah, that's my name.

Mayor Myer will see you now.

Very good.

Hey, look, man. Be... be cool.

I know how you get around authority types.

(Sighs)

Oh, gentlemen. Welcome.

Good to see you again, Mr.
Mayor. Your excellency.

Please be seated.

As you both know, the
election is coming up.

And I intend to win.

- Ha-ha.
- You see, new yorkers,

they like progress.

And the premise of my proposed programs

has been the production
of prolonged projects.

That's literally my promise.

The promise of progress.

You're kind of blowing my mind right now.

And the icon of this campaign

has become the completion of
the Second Avenue subway line.

But now, after the recent cave-in,

the workers are refusing to finish the job.

They are scared to go down there.

Uh, and you think it's haunted?

Well, some would say that
the subway tunnel is haunted.

I personally would not go
on record saying as much.

(Chuckles)

Yesterday you told me you needed a medium.

Myer: No, no, no, no, no.

That was just a casual
conversation amongst friends.

And that reminds me,

how is it that you two know
each other? Are you friends?

Uh... yeah, yeah.

Well, yes.

Also, Roofie is my drug...

Counselor. I'm his drug counselor.

Not him. You know, he has a trouble niece.

I counsel her with the...

See, I love helping kids.

Just like he loves helping ghosts.

How does that work, exactly?

Helping ghosts?

Oh, well, you know, I just, uh...

I sort of find the ghosts'
unfinished business

and I just finish it.

Kind of like what you're doing

with the Second Avenue subway line.

Ah.

(All laugh)

Yes.

All right, all right, all right, all right!

Oh!

Happy, man. Congratulations on yourself.

I know. Roofie, I'm gonna
exorcise the living (Bleep)

- Out of that subway station.
- I know you are, man.

- Look, I'm proud of you.
- Thanks, dad.

Wait, dad? Did you just call me dad?

- What?
- You just called me dad.

No, I wouldn't call you dad.

(Stammering)

Hey, you want to get stoned

and go watch that new
Camomile White exercise DVD?

- Sound like a good idea, my white son.
- All right.

(Rock theme playing)

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Sue, remind me, what is
this ridiculous charity

that we're going to again?

Oh, it's for survivors

of people who claim they've
been raped by ghosts.

Right. Uh, take out my speech.

Oh. Um...

What? What? What the hell is that?

Is that a goldfish?

Oh, actually, she's a carp.

Her name's Barbara.

She doesn't look as though
she's doing too well.

I found her in a puddle. She's a rescue.

A puddle? She's probably
riddled with disease.

We can't look after a
riddled-with-disease goldfish.

Oh, I found her. I don't
mind taking care of her.

- I love fish.
- Fine, Sue. Don't you worry.

I know exactly what do to.

(Sue screams)

Oh, no! No!

Oh, relax, relax.

This leads all the way out
to the river. It's fine.

Come on. Bloody come on.

Come on.

That's the subway.

That doesn't lead to water.

Camomile: Come on.

Woman: This is where it all goes down.

Stuff moving around, electrical surges.

And as you probably heard a
few days ago, the cave-in.

Uh-huh. So you think it's a ghost

and not just the tunnel, like, settling?

No. For my money, I think the tunnel

is being haunted by one of my guys.

- Oh.
- Mikey O'Schmidt.

He had an accident a few months back,

and he didn't make it.

The thing is, Mikey's a good worker.

A real stand-up guy, you know.

So why he would be causing
trouble, I have no idea.

It beats me. Anyway,
nobody'll go past here.

Yeah. Who knows?

Maybe he just had a thing
for deep, dark holes.

Yeah, all right. Then why
don't you get to it, okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, you'll find your way.

- Okay.
- This place give me the creeps.

Yeah.

"Herro"?

(Jackhammer pounding)

Hey. Uh, hey, construction worker guy.

Hey, Mikey O'Schmidt?

- Hey, hey!
- Hey!

No civilians down here.

It's a liability.

No, no, I'm not a civilian. I'm a medium.

- I'm here to help you.
- All right, tell you what.

My shift ends in an hour.

Why don't you meet me
up on the street level.

No, no, no. What are you talking about?

There's no... there's no shift.

Haven't you noticed there's
nobody else down here?

You haven't heard?

The other guys think this place

is kind of haunted.

You know, I overheard some of
them talk about the equipment

turning on by itself.

These rocks floating around like this.

(Laughs)

Oh. Uh-oh.

You believe that or what?

- Oh, my God.
- What?

You're a ghost who
doesn't know he's a ghost.

What did you just say to me?

- I...
- How'd you get down here anyway?

What are you, some kind
of hobo or something?

Yo, I don't suck pa-chank.

I said hobo.

- Oh.
- Why don't you get out of here

before I rip off your pa-chank
and stick it up your pacino.

Mike, I'm gonna tell you something.

You're a dead man.

Now you're threatening me?

- No, that came out wrong.
- Nobody,

nobody threatens Mikey O'Schmidt.

Now, get the hell out of here.

- Yeah, yeah, okay.
- (Rumbling)

No, stop eating the
newspapers, you little piggy.

I need those.

They're delicious.

What is this? What are you eating?

Oh, my God. This is the
obituary I've been looking for.

You ate everything except for
the part I need for my case.

Well, it's a good thing I stopped you.

(Murmuring)

- (Jackhammer pounding)
- Okay. Look, Mikey.

Hey, hey. No civilians down here.

It's a liability.

No, I'm the... I'm the guy from earlier.

The medium, remember?

Anyway, I just came down here

to show you this newspaper clipping.

You're gonna get a kick... tell you what.

My shift ends in an hour.

Why don't you meet me
up on the street level.

What are you talking about, man?

Stop dicking around. I got
something I want to show you.

What is wrong with you?

Do you have old-timer's disease or what?

What did you say to me?

How'd you get down here anyway?

Are you some kind of hobo or something?

Uh, excuse me.

- Hey, Mikey O'Schmidt.
- Hey, hey, hey!

Both: No civilians down
here. It's a liability.

Oh, boy.

(Mysterious theme playing)

Barkeep, can I have another one, please?

And, uh, go ahead and leave the bottle.

Yeah, we don't really do that here.

No, but it's in all those
movies, though, so...

yeah, but it's not like a real thing.

If you want another drink,
I'll pour you another drink.

It's just, you know, the bottle,

- there's no way to regular it.
- All right.

Yeah, fair enough.

Sue?

Oh, my God. Hi.

Are you, like, uh, sobbing?

No, I'm just weeping.

Oh.

What about?

Life. Death.

Camomile.

Ah, been there.

Here, here, why don't
you wipe your face off.

You look like a little street rat.

Thanks.

May I?

Yeah.

What's all this about?

Oh, nothing.

It's a case I'm working on.

This ghost that doesn't know he's dead.

Oh. How does that work?

The way someone is in death is very similar

to the way someone is in life.

You know, and like this Mikey ghost,

he's a macho construction
worker type of guy

that never would admit that he got hurt.

- So is denial carried over?
- Yeah.

I... I just need to make him
understand that he's dead.

But this Mikey ghost,

he's on some sort of, like, ghostal loop.

Every time I go to talk
to him about his death

he just keeps resetting,
like he's never even met me.

- Huh.
- It's... it's bizarre.

I've never seen anything like it before.

He... I shouldn't be boring you with this.

Are you kidding? I love
talking about this ghost stuff.

If I talk to Camomile about it,
she'd just berate me senseless.

She's mean, isn't she?

In a weird way,

it's her evilness that
draws me to her most.

Yes. I think I have the exact same thing.

It's like a shame boner. I
get a shame boner around her.

Yeah, me too. But... but not that.

Yeah, the lady version of that.

Yeah. What's wrong with us?

There's nothing wrong with us.

We're... we're normal. She's nuts.

You know what? Matter of fact,

(Bleep) Camomile.

Yeah, (Bleep) her.

(Bleep) her right in the asshole.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, man.

I am so glad that I ran into you here.

I... I needed a distraction from this.

This is making me bonkers.

(Both laughing)

Wait. Maybe that's it.

Maybe you don't need to break the loop.

Maybe you just need to
distract him from the loop

long enough to get through to him.

Well, how would I do that?

You said he's a New York
City construction worker.

- Yeah.
- You literally

just need a pretty girl.

A pretty girl?

Will you do it?

Me? You think I'm pretty?

Yeah. You're pretty enough for this guy.

How would you like to
get really drunk with me?

Like, the most drunk you've
ever gotten in your entire life.

I... I...

- It's on me.
- I would love that.

- Yes.
- Yes.

Yeah. Barkeep.

(Camera shutters clicking)

Okay.

I have to tell you something.
I have to tell you this.

This is between you and me, but
this job I'm doing right now

is for the mayor of New York City.

And if I do it right, it will
bring me glory and riches

beyond my wildest dreams.

And when I get paid, I
want to come back for you.

I'm gonna rescue you from Camomile forever.

And I can be your assistant.

No!

We can be each other's assistants.

(Laughs)

All right. More money. More pictures.

Whoo!

(Jackhammer pounding)

A lot of noise for a man who doesn't exist.

- Hey!
- Hey, uh, I know.

Civilized liability. I
get it. But guess what?

It's different this time,

because I brought a pretty girl with me,

and she's gonna be coming any minute.

Yeah, well, if it's her

I'll be coming any minute too.

Hello, Kevin.

What are you...? What are you doing here?

You're kidding me, right?
I'm here for the subway job.

How did you even know about the...?

Sue.

(Indistinct chattering)

Uh, pardon me,

uh, your excellency.

Well, this is awkward.

Ahem, miss White here
called late last night,

and she expressed an
interest in helping out.

And since I hadn't heard from you,

I thought, you know,

you're having difficulties
finishing the job.

- No.
- So here we are.

It's just I have more experience

with these type of high-profile jobs.

High-profile? No, you said you didn't want

to go on record hiring a medium.

I did not go on record about that.

Besides, miss Camomile White

is the most respected
spiritualist in the world, so...

- Is she?
- It's kind of a no-brainer.

- You're kind of a no-brainer!
- Brilliant.

I'm sorry, Kevin. This is business.

And to compensate for your time, here.

It's the key to the city.

It's chocolate.

Let me jockey for position.

Excuse me?

You say this is all just business?

Let me jockey for position, then.

Me versus Camomile.

Mano a womano.

May the best medium win.

(Inaudible)

Okay, okay, we can do that.

- What?
- Yes!

The two mediums

who enter the tunnel,

whoever gets rid of the ghost

- gets the $10,000 fee.
- Yes.

We'll call all the news outlets

and make a big deal out of it.

I just have to say sir. For me,

it's not even about money.

I just truly believe
in your administration,

and I just really want to
make this subway project work.

Yeah, and for me, sir, I
would really like to say

that it is just about beating her.

And the money, obviously. Also,
a little press never hurts.

I have a meeting. Excuse me.

- Thank you, sir.
- Good luck to you both.

Very good, your majesty. Thank you.

I get to keep this?

Guess so.

This should be interesting.

You ready to lose?

Oh, I was born ready.

Camomile: Did everybody bring an egg

like I asked you to?

Okay, can I borrow off you?

Eggs represent the tender area

between life and non-life.

Cracking these eggs on various rocks

around the tunnel will determine
where the spirit resides.

Bull snot.

That is baloney of the grade-A variety.

Mike O'Schmidt the ghost is
standing right next to me.

Right here.

- (Laughter and murmuring)
- No, he is.

He's standing right here,
leaning off this post.

Yeah, as a matter of fact, he's saying...

he says, "Camomile, you can get
some sausage with your eggs."

- (Men chuckle)
- Bada-bing.

Yeah, there's more. Hold on, there's more.

He says, "is Camomile a
vegetarian? Because...

(Whispering): No, I'm not gonna say that.

Well, come on. What is he saying?

He knows another way

that you can get some protein in you.

- (Men laughing)
- He did that, not me.

Yeah, that does sound like Mikey.

This is insane. He's putting
on a ventriloquist act

to take jabs at me.

You want us to believe

that Mikey's standing there next to you?

- Yes.
- Make him actually do something.

- All right, I will.
- Do it.

Piece of cake. Uh, Mikey,

why don't you grab your
pickax and smash something.

- Come on. You serious?
- Smash a rock. Smash a rock.

Show Camomile how much of
a man you are. Come on.

- Come on, do it. Yeah.
- All right.

He's going to do it for her.

Mikey: Watch out. I got this.

- Stand back.
- Yeah, yeah.

(All gasping)

Was that you?

- I didn't do that.
- Camomile: Hold on a minute.

Okay, everybody just calm down.

Take a breath. Stay calm.

Stay there.

I have a feeling...

- Kevin: What is that?
- Just as I suspected.

A detonation device.

No.

He must have planted that there
earlier for this very use.

No, that... no, that's nof mine.

That is not my detonator.

Smoke and mirrors, folks.

Smoke and mirrors.

Please ignore this insensitive distraction,

and join me now in holding hands.

And let's send Mikey into
the light with honor.

- No.
- Everybody come together.

All together, please. Hold hands.

- Oh, my...
- Camomile: Concentrate.

Close your eyes.

Mikey O'Schmidt, hear our voices.

- You actually buying this?
- I'm right here.

Camomile: This place is no longer for you.

- Leave this place. Move into the light.
- Tony!

Roberto. Come on, guys.

Mikey, O'Schmidt, a
higher power commands you

Leave this place!

Send him the message with your mind.

- Tell him to leave this place.
- What's happening?

- What's happening?
- I tried to tell you, Mikey,

a bunch of times. You got into an accident.

Look.

Oh, no. I don't think it was an accident.

Yes, it was. It was an accident.

No. There was something else down here.

It's something big,
it's something powerful.

It's... it's something.

That did that?

- What?
- You got a giant head wound.

- What did that to your head?
- I don't know

Camomile: Mikey O'Schmidt,

move into the light.

Your light is waiting.

- No, no, no, Mikey.
- Something's here.

- And may your light...
- You were right.

Mike, tell me what you're talking about.

- Shine bright.
- I gotta go.

Hey, Mikey. No, no, no.

The exorcism has worked.

Mikey has passed into the light.

(All cheer)

Yes, yeah, yeah.

Mikey, he moved on. But
that was coincidentally.

That was a coincidence. She didn't do that.

Listen, guys. There's something
here. There's something here.

Something scary, something
more powerful than I thought.

No, it's not... it's not funny.

I'm not kidding. He had a giant brain gash.

- (All laughing)
- Guys, I'm not lying.

That's probably what messed up his memory.

- That's what put him on the...
- Camomile: Lies.

Lies. He's clearly making this up

because he's a sore loser.

I'm not lying!

Fraud.

Sue, the recording.

A few weeks ago I met
up with Mr. Pacalioglu

to discuss our respective abilities.

Sue, hit play.

Press...

Sue.

Camomile (Over recording): Just be honest.

Are you like me?

Can you actually see ghosts?

- Kevin: No.
- Camomile: Have you ever

seen a ghost in your life? I mean, please.

- It's important.
- Kevin: No.

I have never seen a ghost.

I don't even know how that would work...

that could... that could
be anybody on there.

Camomile: I really want to
believe in you, Mr. Paclogaloogie.

Kevin: Oh, uh, close.

Mr. Pacalioglu. Uh, I mean,
at least I think it is.

I never met my parents.

Your business is finished.

(Camomile speaking indistinctly)

Camomile: I think maybe I can

supply you with some
footage if you need it.

Go on, get out of here. Shoo.

Go.

Go, get out of here.

You too Blob.

(Whimpers)

What do you want? You want to sit around

and eat junk food all day?

Go do it somewhere else.

Get lost.

Just go.

Camomile: Did you get them
all? Oh, you missed one.

Okay, I think that's the last one.

Uh, I think we should probably get going.

You know, Sue, I have to say

you've been on very
thin ice with me lately.

But I really quite fancied that glam stunt.

Yeah, about that... you know, I...

I was under the impression

that just one single overhead light

was going to explode.

But actually the shock
on my face really played.

Yes, but I... I just wanted to let you know

that you are back onto
ice of regular thickness.

Miss white, please, I
have to confess something.

I didn't rig those headlamps to explode.

What?

I think Kevin is right.

Be very careful what you say next.

I have to come clean. I believe in ghosts.

I believe in Kevin.

I think that that Mikey guy
was actually here as a ghost.

And I think there's
something else in this cave.

Something powerful.

Oh, there is something powerful here, Sue.

And that something needs a new assistant.

Do you get where I'm going with this, Sue?

That ice that I was talking about earlier

not just cracked. Melted.

And has no place in the
paranormal enterprise

that is Camomile White.

I think we're making a mistake.

(Screaming)

(Mysterious theme playing)

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