All language subtitles for the_golden_palace_s01e22_one_angry_stan

Thank you for being a friend.

Travel down the road and back again.

Your heart is true.

You're a pal and a confidant.

Thank you for being a friend. Thank you
for being a friend.

Finally finished that jigsaw puzzle.

Big deal. It took you six months.

On the box, it said two to four years.

The Carlton Hotel called. They have a
problem. They're overbooked tomorrow.

want to know if we could handle a
bachelor party.

Yeah, we can do that. We just need to
order some more beer.

Yeah, we can borrow some dirty videos
from Blanche.

Be kind. Please rewind.

And they want us to hire a stripper and
have her pop out of the cake.

I'll be in charge of that.

You can handle that?

Hey, no problem, man. I just need a
table, some whipped cream, some

and some sparklers.

Sparklers? For the cake? No, the
auditions.

I can be keeping Stan's attorney.

And I still can't imagine why he wants
to come over here to talk to us.

Well, if I know that cheap ex -son -in
-law of mine, there's only one thing he

could want. What?

His toupee bag.

If the man wants to take me on a fishing
trip, I keep what I catch.

Why would he send a lawyer?

I owe him a little money. You owe Stan
money for what?

Neck job.

You had your neck done?

Yeah, I got tired of people saying, my,
what an unusual scarf.

Now, look, when Stan's attorney gets
here, I'll do the talking. Well, why

you do the talking?

I'm not stupid. I know how to talk to a
lawyer.

Hi, I'm Herb Jenkins, Stan's attorney.

Oh, yes, my liege.

I'm representing Mr.

Zbornak in absentia.

Absentia? What's Stan doing in Europe?

Ah, you must be Rose.

I've been given specific written
directions to find a Blanche Devereaux.

Gina, I haven't heard that since the
Shriners had that scavenger hunt.

Well, actually, the reason I'm here is
the last time I saw Stan, he gave me

instructions to make sure that... Now,
whatever the reason, he better have one

damn good excuse for not coming here in
person.

Stan is dead.

I just

can't believe... Steve Stan is dead.

Of a young man like that in the prime of
his life. Yeah.

Have you ever noticed how as we get
older, the prime keeps moving back?

I know.

My father was just 85 when he died. A
baby.

So how are we going to tell Sophia?

We'll break it to her gently tonight
just before we put her to bed.

Guess who I just ran into.

Not Stan. He's dead.

Time for bed, Sophia.

What did she say?

Sophia, Stan is dead.

Oh.

Are you okay, honey?

I don't know what to say.

Well, what can you say about a man who's
always been a burden and now is

finally...

Man who never lived up to his
responsibilities, who ran out on your

who never thought of anybody but
himself.

I'd say I'll miss him.

Me too.

I guess as much as the two of us are
gonna miss him, you'll miss him even

Sophia. Boy, he was part of my family
for over 40 years.

So, how did it happen?

Well, apparently he died while making
love.

Oh, poor Stan.

There's nothing worse than dying alone.

At least we know he

went quickly.

Okay, thank you very much. I'll see you
then.

The stripper is all set.

And I got a great deal. How much? 100 %
off.

Stripper? No, no, no. I've had second
thoughts about that.

Yeah, I can't stop thinking about her
either.

Look, I am hardly a prude, but if a man
loves a woman, why would he want to

spend the night before he gets married
looking at someone else?

Last gasp before the freeway?

I think it's wrong.

Oh, come on, Rose. Everybody needs a
little fantasy now and then to help them

get through the day.

When I attract a man, it's because of my
brains.

Now, you see there?

They're picking us up for the funeral in
20 minutes.

Now, wasn't that something of Stanley,
ordering a limousine for us? I mean, and

hadn't it put in the will and all?

Well, he must have really loved us.

Yeah.

Gee, I'd love to know what else was in
that will.

I mean, he must be worth... Oh, a
million, million and a half, easy.

And he didn't have a friend in the
world.

you anything i was his favorite well he
was in love with me for years oh he was

not oh he most certainly was all men are
but bald men especially

bald men have always found me very

attractive well i can't tell you how
many times i've looked down and thought

had three boobs

All right, you two, that's enough.

We're talking about a man who died here.

Sophia's right.

I don't care about Stan's will.

I just wish he was still here to talk
to.

Yeah, me too.

Um, well... We'd better be on our way.
Yeah.

You coming, Sophia?

Give me a minute.

All right, we'll be waiting for you,
hon.

Okay, Lord, this is the deal.

Please let Stanley into heaven. Yeah, I
know, I know it'll ruin it for everyone

else.

But the truth is, he deserves it. He's
always done his best.

Hi, it's me, Stan.

Not now yet, I'm praying.

Sophia, it's really me.

You're not haunting me, are you?

No. Are you sure? Because you smell like
you're decomposing.

I was hiding in the trash bin. No, I
really am alive.

Oh, Stan.

How do you like the deck?

Look at that.

What a great summer look for you.

Oh, Sophie, I'm so happy you're taking
this well because I thought you might be

angry at me for being alive.

I'm thrilled. My Stanley's alive. Why
should I be angry?

Because I faked my death. I'm in trouble
with the IRS.

You faked your death? Do you know what
I've been going through? Look, I had to

do this. The IRS court winded some
creative bookkeeping I was doing. I

have gone to prison.

I couldn't let that happen. Can you
imagine me confined to some filthy,

room spending my life with a hundred
other men?

So what are you going to do now?

I hired on as a steward on a tramp
steamer.

Stan, how could you do this to your
kids?

I called Kate and Michael and I told
them they know what's going on. I'm not

heartless, Sophia.

What about Dorothy? Have you told
Dorothy?

Sophia, she was my wife for 38 years. Do
you actually think that I could keep

silent while she mourned my passing?

She would have turned you in. In a
heartbeat.

Of course I didn't tell her.

In another month when things settle
down, I want you to tell her. But I

leave the country without telling you
the truth.

They mean a lot to me, Sophia.

You always have.

You're not going to get away with this.
They're going to catch you. No, they

won't. I have planned everything down to
the last detail.

Where can I get in touch with you?

I wish I could tell you, but the less
you know, the better.

Well, I'm off to Madrid.

Or Rome, or Paris, or Cairo, but
probably not Madrid.

Not now.

Let's go over this checklist again, make
sure we get everything ready for the

bachelor party.

Okay.

Food check, beer check, cigars check,
entertainment.

I know, no check, just cash.

Okay, Bambi, Chris and his friend should
be here any minute, so why don't you go

ahead and go in the kitchen and, you
know, get ready.

Okay. Okay.

I love this job.

Can I help you ladies?

Hope, so sweet cheeks. We're here for my
friend Chris's bachelorette party.

You're Chris.

Bachelorette party.

Yeah, I arranged it on the phone with
someone named Rose. Is there a problem?

Yes, but we think it's neurological.

Why don't you ladies go ahead and get
comfortable, and we're going to go get

Parcheesi board and get the punch out of
the fridge.

Tell you what, this is her last night as
a free woman, so why don't you just pop

open the Jim Beam, crank up the Rolling
Stones, and drop your pants, butter

buns.

We paid for a stripper, and we want to
see someone shake their booty.

We're just going to be over there.

animals chewy they're just some girls
not having some fun

i'm

so very scared i'm not going out there
i'm not going out there look somebody's

got to get in the cake odds come on come
on two out of three man get

in the cake butter buns

Would you look at the size of this crowd
that showed up for Stan's funeral?

Hey, give the people what they want.
They always show up.

Sophia, it's not nice to speak ill of
the dead. Believe me, I'm not.

Hello. So nice to see you.

Well, Rose, what do you know about that?
A bald man was glad to see me.

Well, I want to thank you all for
coming.

Stanley Zbornak.

meant a great deal to all of us.

But before I bring a few of his friends
up here to honor him, I'd like to show

you a few minutes of a videotape that
Stan himself made just weeks before his

tragic and unexpected death.

Lights!

Hi, it's me, Ghost Stan.

It's regular Stan.

And this is just a little something I
put together to show at my own funeral

someday. I want to thank you all for
turning out to bid me farewell today.

to honor you, I've written a special
poem called What My Friends Mean to Me.

My friends sure mean a lot to me.

Yes, a lot they mean indeed.

Live from Miami.

It's the International McKinney Fest,
where we'll show you more, or should I

less, of the latest Blythe's Blythe's.
He taped over it. He taped over his own

funeral message.

Well, I guess I should screen these
before I... Well, we certainly

got the gist.

And now I... like to invite some of
Stan's closest friends up here to say a

words about him.

Attractive, intelligent, sexy.

These are just a few of the words Stan
used to describe me.

But Stan was a very important part of my
life, as he was to all our lives.

I first met Stan when he was a novelty
salesman.

And, well, I guess God needed a whoopee
cushion laugh, so he decided to

squeeze the air out of Stan.

Wake up, Fluffer, wake up!

But she never did.

Now, I know a half hour is a long time
to spend talking about a dead cat.

Oh, but she was really so... Get to it!

So, speaking of dead cats, how about
this Stanley?

What a loss.

He was a special man, this Stanley.

This marvelous thing called Stanley.

of reading to you his epitaph, the
epitaph of a great American.

Here lies Stan Zabornak, beloved son,
model citizen, caring

father, faithful husband. All right,
that's it.

I can't listen to any more of this. Oh,
Mrs. Petrillo, I know you're in pain.

But, of course, it is through pain that
healing comes.

He's right, Sophia, honey. You're
suffering right now. But I'm not

I'm telling you, Stan is not dead.

Oh, of course he's not dead, honey, in
our hearts. Yes, so as it is written,

he's... shall live on as love in all of
our hearts. He wasn't alive in my heart.

He was alive in my kitchen. He spoke to
me in my kitchen.

As he shall speak to me in the dell and
in the village where the poor and the

rich alike... Look, the man smelled from
garbage. He said he was going to

Madrid.

Uh... Uh, yea, though the elderly may

become feeble and their minds might turn
to cussing... Let go of me.

He's not dead. He's not alive.

Music.

Music.

Oh,

here comes his big finish.

Ah, paper cut.

Really got a hand up to roll, and he's
handling this thing with a lot of

dignity.

Hey, all right, the show's over.

Topaz.

Yeah, man, they gave me a stage name. I
feel so cheap.

Come on, man, I thought you did great.

Those women really got their money's
worth.

You saved the day, man. No, I feel
horrible.

It's awful, man. I mean, they acted like
they'd never seen a man before. They

were treating me just like I was a...
Piece of meat?

Yeah.

That's how I felt the first time I
stripped at a bachelor party.

But you get over it.

How? Well, when I'm working, I just try
to keep my mind on other things.

Like... The crisis in the Middle East or
the economy or nuclear proliferation.

Of course, I don't smile a lot when I
strip.

You know when I was the most humiliated?
When they started stuffing money down

my pants.

You know what's even worse? Making
change.

Hey, well, look on the bright side,
Roland. I mean, this is the last time

ever be humiliated like this.

Yeah, lucky me.

Well, I guess I should be going. My
taxi's probably here by now.

Hey, Bambi, why don't you let us walk
you out?

Yeah. Well, that's really sweet. Thanks.

Hey, have you ever done a show before
and nobody's tipped you at all? Oh,

Sometimes a whole audience will pull a
real stand on you.

Some scene Sophia made at the cemetery.

I know. To throw herself on top of the
coffin like that, screaming and yelling.

And then to fall asleep there.

Weird how that guy came up and measured
her.

I wonder why Stanley left directions
that his will be read the same day as

funeral. I don't know.

Boy, he didn't leave us what we thought
he would, did he?

He didn't leave us anything.

And how come he left all his money to
some yahoo in Madrid?

Who does he know in Madrid?

Would you two stop it? The man's just
pretending to be dead.

I'm the one who should be upset. All he
left me in his will is this lousy

friendship ring.

A friendship ring.

And to think, I let the man see me
naked.

saying she's really in denial. We better
go talk to her. But let's give her a

minute. Stan was like a son to her. She
needs time to let go.

Yeah.

Sophia!

Oh, Grace.

The night of the living dead.

Will you get out of here? I am.

My ship leaves in 45 minutes. I just
came to say goodbye.

No.

I can't believe you're doing this, Stan.

Do you know the pain you put everyone
through today?

I'm not going to go to jail, Sophia.

Maybe they won't put you in prison.

Maybe you can work something out. Why
should I take that chance?

Because I love you.

You love me?

Yes, you're a pathetic man, but I love
you.

Oh, Ma.

The neck, the neck. I'm sorry.

go, Stan.

If you walk out that door now, you
really will be dead.

I'm sorry, Sophia.

I love you too, Ma.

All right, sweetheart.

It's okay.

It's okay. You finally understand, don't
you, honey?

Stan is gone.

Yeah.

Stan is gone.