All language subtitles for A.P BIO s02e13_Ensh

[bright tones]

[Matchbox Twenty's
"Real World"]

♪

- Good morning, sunshine!

Come and get your java,
sleepyhead!

- ♪ I wonder what it's like
to be a rainmaker ♪

- Happy anniversary,
squeezy bear.

- Oh, is this for me?

"Whitlock teacher of the year."

Oh, I love it
so gol-darn much.

And I can put my java in it!
[laughs]

- Look inside.

[bell dings]
- There's already java in it!

- [giggles]
- Now, wait, snugglebuggle.

I got you something too.

- [gasps]

both: Mommy got a vacuum!
- Kids!

both: Mommy got a vacuum!
- Hey, Jack?

Aren't you glad you gave up
that silly philosophy book

so we could just settle down
in Toledo?

- Best decision of my life.

- Yeah.

[baby laughs]
- Another kid! [laughs]

[knocking on door]

- Oh!
- Your best friend is here

to take you to work.

- Hey, hey, there he is!

- Oh, no!

We both wore the ties
we bought together.

Again.
[both laughing]

♪

[music increasing in volume]

[all laughing manically]

- [screaming]

[all screaming]

- Ah! Ah! Ah!

Oh! Oh, God!

- [sighs]

Oof.
- One, two, three, four!

- ♪ Next time,
I'll listen to my heart ♪

♪ Next time,
well, I'll be smart ♪

♪

- Oh, God, it was--
it was awful.

I had--I had so many
fat Toledo babies,

and I was teacher of the year.

Yuck, that nightmare
was a horrifying reminder

that I need to stay
laser-focused on my plan

to get out of Toledo.

It's like I've been
on an escalator, you know?

And if I'm not careful
I'm gonna get

my shoelaces caught
in that escalator.

It's gonna pull me in

and it's gonna grind me
into a pulp.

[sighs]

Sarika, why the hell
are you so happy?

- The Whitlock college fair
is this week

and the Harvard admissions
officer will be there.

- Do colleges have
communal showers?

I'm scared guys will make fun
of my flat butt.

- I did my research,

and if the Harvard recruiter
flags my application

I have a 17% better chance
of being accepted.

Which should be no problem
with your help.

- [laughs]
Hard pass, Sarika.

Come on, you know that.
- Heather?

- [clears throat] If you can
get Sarika into Harvard,

she'll give your shiny
new manuscript to her aunt,

who just so happens to be one
of Dean Koontz' publishers.

Yes, you heard me right.

Dean Mother-[bleep] Koontz.

I punched it up a little bit.

- I'm sorry, Sarika,
why am I just now hearing

about this powerful aunt?

- Because you've never had
anything I've wanted

this much before.

- And why have Heather read it?
- She's your favorite.

It wouldn't have worked
if it was Marcus or Caleb.

- I'm the second worst
after Marcus?

- Uh-huh.

Good.

This is good. This is good.

Getting my book published
is exactly what I need

to get the hell out of Toledo.

Guys, we're gonna help Sarika
get into Harvard.

[dramatic percussion music]

- [slurping]

- A fruit smoothie
for lunch, Stef?

[laughs] So cool.

Feel like I'm eating next
to a fancy Hollywood celebrity

with body dysmorphia.
[imitates camera shutter]

- Uh, this is
straight-up cough syrup.

I woke up with a tickle
in my throat this morning

and I cannot be sick
for the college fair.

- Ooh, someone's
Navy recruiter boy toy

is coming in again this year.

- Yes, every year we have
a whirlwind romance

and he cleans my house.

- Ooh, I see.

"Cleans my house"
is like a sex term.

Well, then I should tell you
that last night

my husband, Keith, Swiffered
the dust under the couch

for the first time
in ten years.

- No, Michelle,
I mean literally.

He literally cleans
my house, okay?

He's such a disciplined
military man

that he wakes up so early
he just can't help himself

but get up and start cleaning,
and if he knows I'm sick,

he will not come over
and start cleaning.

- That's what I meant.
Our house is dirty too.

- He's like a strong,
sexy Mary Poppins.

[laughs]
- Ooh, yes, Admiral Poppins.

I'll salute you.
[both laughing]

- Ooh, careful, Michelle,
you just durbed.

- [sighs]

- I'm--I'm sorry,
did you just say, uh, "durbed?"

- Yeah, as in "durbing."

You know, when the stuff
glops out of a sandwich.

- But that's my--my name.

I'm Durbin.
- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, exactly.

We named it after you
three years ago

when one of your meatball subs
blasted out onto your shirt.

- You've been saying this
for three years?

- Whoop, careful, Michelle.
You're durbing.

- Oh.

- But--J-Jack knows this too?

- Well, don't be offended.

- Excuse me, I'll go eat this
out in the hall.

- Wh--
- Oh.

- Hey, ladies, um,
I just wanted

to give you a chance
to drink this up, okay?

'Cause it might be
your last chance.

- Pass.
- Uh, nope.

Return it.
- Okay, yeah, chuckle it up.

But it looks like my book
might be getting published,

which puts me on the next train
out of this miserable dump.

- Aww, come on, Jack.
You know you don't mean that.

- Trust me, ladies,
there is nothing in this town

I'll miss, okay?
- Okay.

[tense music]

- Well, he clearly hasn't been
to the Toledo Zoo.

- Aww.

Girl, he would
definitely miss you.

- Oh, it's fine.
It's totally fine.

It's just--it's--

♪

- I was at the zoo
when a panda gave birth.

Yep, I saw a little baby panda
durb right out of the mama.

both: Aww.

- [giggles]

.

- I can't believe
this is working.

- My, oh my, oh my, aren't we
boisterous this morning?

Gonna need some extra
shutting-up today.

All right, guys, let's focus
on getting Sarika into Harvard

and getting me the hell out
of Toledo holding two sacks

of that sweet,
sweet Koontz cash, right?

Now, these days,

good grades aren't enough
to get into Harvard,

so we're gonna have
to trick this recruiter

into thinking Sarika has
what she lacks most:

charm and personality.

Sarika, pop up.
Go to the back.

Face me,
I want to show you something.

- [sighs]

Now, you need to make
a really good first impression,

and that starts the moment
that the recruiter sees you.

So I'm the recruiter.

Show me your approach, come on.

This is what I'm talking about.

So rigid, so closed off,
you know?

No. No, no, no, no.

Can somebody in this room
please show Sarika

how to walk with confidence?

Marissa?

- That was confident.

- Here we go.

[peppy rock music]

♪

- Okay, Victor,
don't overthink it.

It's just like breathing.

Oh, okay, I'm thinking
about my breathing.

Oh, God.

- Why did you volunteer
for this?

It's not your thing.

Yes, this guy gets it.

All right, keep going,
keep going.

You guys seeing this?
All right, now make a left.

Just go all the way
down the hall.

- All the way down?

[door closes]

- ♪ La-la

- 'Sup, mama?

What up, big dog?
How you doing?

[chuckles]

♪

- [clears throat]

- ♪ Sweet rock and roll

- Dan Decker.
Honored to meet you, sir.

- Yes, well, good--yes.

Welcome to Harvard.

Wow.

Wow.
Sarika, did you see that?

Now, these recruiters,
they also love humility,

so why don't you start
with a self-deprecating joke.

Guys, what can Sarika say
to criticize herself?

- She's a kiss-ass.
- Bad clothes.

- She's rude.
- Yes, good. Yes.

Okay, we have--we have a lot
of good options here.

All right, yeah, now, did--
did somebody say she's rude?

- That was me.
- She is rude, you're right.

This is going good, Sarika,
trust me.

What else, guys?

[bell ringing]

[overlapping chatter]

- [blowing nose]

[chipper music]

[clears throat]
Well, hello, Admiral.

- Stef.

- Oh, I can't wait
to see you later.

- Can't wait either.
[both chuckle]

You okay?
Your voice is a little raspy.

- Oh, I been smoking.

- Huh.
- [coughing]

- I read a study that says
that that can be dangerous.

- You been on that boat
too long.

[laughs, coughing]

[strained exclamation]

[coughs, clears throat]

[coughing]
I'll see you later.

[muffled coughing]

- "Oberland."
- It's Oberlin.

- I always wished
I'd gone to college.

I know I'm not the traditional
college applicant,

but I am the perfect one.

- Why not?

Here's a pamphlet.

- A pamphlet?

It looks like
Helen Henry DeMarcus

is going to college!

♪

- Okay, so remember what
we talked about, all right?

I'm gonna say,
"This is Sarika Sarkar.

"She is our best student,
a unique talent,

and an even better human."

Then you hit them with...

- Oh, he's just saying that

'cause teacher evaluations
are this week.

- Yes, then we laugh
for exactly two seconds...

[both laughing]

Then you crush some small talk,

your app goes
in the priority folder,

and my manuscript gasses it
straight to Koontzville.

Ready?
- Yeah.

- All right.

- Well, if it isn't
Nasty Jack Griffin.

- Kate.
- [laughs]

- Bring it in, Nasty Jack.
- Okay.

- Oh, you smell good.

- Oh, well, um, I gotta go,
but it was great to see you.

And, uh, great seeing you,
Sarika.

Yeah, I--yep.

- [clears throat]
He's just saying that

'cause teacher evaluations
are this week.

[laughs]

♪

.

- What the hell?
- Uh, yeah, sorry about that.

Turns out I have a little bit
of a sexual history

with that particular recruiter.

Yeah, she and I used to hook up
all the time at Harvard.

It's a little awkward now,
though, 'cause I'm kinda-sorta

into somebody else a little,
you know?

That's not something
you guys need to know about.

all: Lynette.
- We know.

- The beautiful,
beautiful payroll lady.

- Knock, knock.
- Hey.

- I, uh, just wanted
to let you know

we're headed to our hotel bar.

- Oh.
- You should pop by.

It'll be like old times.
- [chuckles]

- I might even...

[indistinct whispering]

[both giggling]

- Uh, that'd be--
that'd be interesting.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Bye.

- So they really do whisper
dirty things.

- [whistles]

- Looks like you have
a second chance.

If you can get this
in her priority folder.

the deal is back on.

- Uh, I don't think so, Sarika.

- Are you really gonna
ruin your chances

at publishing your book
because of Lynette?

A woman you kinda-sorta like?

You're gonna be stuck
in Toledo.

Forever.

- Fine, give me
the application, all right?

I'll go do
a little harmless flirting.

But there will be no tequila
and no banging.

Do you hear me, Sarika?

I will not bang
that woman for you.

- Okay.

[jazzy music]

- Trick is, I take
my right hand,

and then I firmly shove it
under the starboard edge

of the mattress.

- Ooh, mama, I need
those tight corners.

[both giggling]
- Oh, hello, everyone.

Okay.

A durb, a durb.

Ladies and gentleman,
you have all been durbed.

- No, you cannot force
a new durb, Ralph.

Durbing is slop glopping.

- God, can't durbing mean
anything else?

It's so gross.
- Oh, my God.

Okay, if it bothers you so much,

we'll just let
the universe decide.

Okay, so the next random,
unnamed thing that happens

will be durbing.

- Yes.

All right.
- [laughing]

- Thank you.

- I'm like,
"If you have to ask,

you can't afford college"

- Hey, hey.

- Hey. [chuckles]
- How we doing, Kate?

You enjoying
Toledo's finest hotel?

Did you get
the parking lot view

or the mall's
air conditioning view?

- Mall's air conditioning view.

- It is stunning.
- Ooh. Aren't we fancy?

- [laughs]
- Look at you.

Hey, so, um, I wanted
to talk to you

about a student of mine.

- After we have some tequila.

- Uh, yeah,
I was afraid of that.

Um, I'm actually sticking
to club soda tonight.

- [laughs]

Oh.

Okay.

Suit yourself.

- Wow, your skin's
so hot to the touch.

Are you okay?
- Yes.

[coughing]
Yes.

[coughing]

No, I am very sick,
and I was hiding it from you

'cause I didn't want to ruin
our precious two days together.

- Stef, we're both
human beings.

We have to accept each other's
flaws and weaknesses.

To be honest, I feel like
I might be coming down with...

♪

False alarm.
[sneezes, farts]

- [laughing]
He just sneezed and farted

at the same time.

[laughing]
Oh!

Oh, that's the new durbing!
Yes!

- No--lis--no, no, durbing
cannot be a sneeze-fart.

That's snarting.

- I apologize for durbing.

Please excuse me.

- Ladies, we gone.

- What about what he said about
accepting each other's flaws?

- The image of that man
washing his underwear

in the bathroom
of a two-star hotel

is enough to make me clean
my own damn house.

- [laughing]
- [coughing]

- Good night, Durbie!
- Oh. Good night, Durbs.

- Snart.

♪

- What up, Durbs?

So Lynette's here, huh?
- Yeah.

- Who's the--
who's the guy she's with?

- That--that's Nico Marshak.

He plays hockey for the Walleyes

and he's the face
of Muscle Milk.

- Are they, uh--

- Oh, they are
a great-looking couple.

I'm gonna get a picture of them
for my vision board.

♪

- Cheers.
[chuckles]

- Oh, yeah.
You know what?

Um, I think I changed my mind.

I'm gonna do
a tequila shot after all.

- Yes!
Take mine.

- Oh, okay.

- By the way, did I mention
that this place has a hot tub?

- [laughing]

[dramatic percussion music]

.

[both laughing]

- How can you stand Toledo?

- Ugh.

- By my count,
there are 12 KFCs in this town.

- Well, actually 14
if you count

the combination KFC
and Taco Bells,

which I definitely do.

- [laughs]
- Yeah, it's crazy, man.

It's a lot of--lot of fried...

Hey, I uh--I can't even
get a taco these days

without ordering a side
of mashed potatoes...

- Oh...
- And gravy.

- Gravy.
- Yeah.

Which is not bad,
I mean, you know,

that way, you're bringing
the two cultures together.

You know, Mexican food and--

- No, no.

- Wait...
[stammers]

Okay, wait.
Kate, Kate, Kate.

I can't.

I got--I'm sorry,
but it's a no.

It's a--it's a no-go.

- "It's a no-go"?

Seriously?
- [sighs]

- Okay.

You're not as fun
as I remember.

[mellow music]

- I'm sorry...
[stammers]

I, uh--
- Whatever.

I'm gonna go kill a Toblerone.

♪

- Hey, what are you guys
doing here?

- We came here to make sure
you have her my application,

which you didn't.

- You ever need any tips
on how to seal the deal,

just let me know.

You were close, my man.
Proud of you.

- Yeah, what happened?
- Can't you see he's heartsick?

His soul mate is on a date

with a strong,
handsome milk celebrity.

- Look, Sarika, I'm out, okay?

I'm sorry, I just--
I couldn't do it.

But you can still get your
application into her folder.

I mean, at this point,
you guys should know how

to accomplish a mission
like this on your own.

I mean, we're--
we're in a hotel, okay?

There's a million uniforms
you could use as disguises.

There's a--there's a computer
that literally prints keys.

- I found pool chemicals
and a net.

- Grace, what are you gonna do
with that?

We're not dissolving anybody.

- This wouldn't fully dissolve
a body.

- All right, look, you guys,

you can do this
on your own, okay?

There's someone I need
to go talk to.

[overlapping chatter]

[dramatic music]

♪

[panting]

♪

Hey.

Lynette.
- Jack, what are you doing?

- Uh, did--did your
hockey guy take off?

Did he leave?
- Yeah, he just left.

- Oh.

Uh, so it's been
a crazy couple days, huh?

I had this, uh, weird dream

where, uh, you and I had these
four fat Toledo babies together

and, uh, you were super excited

because I'd gotten you
a vacuum cleaner.

And I thought maybe
I didn't want that,

uh, but maybe now I think
that it's not so bad.

- Ew. I-I don't--
I don't--mm-mm.

I don't want any of that.
[laughs]

I don't even know
your middle name.

- No, I know, I...
[chuckles]

It's Carson.

- That's kind of cool.

You should go by Carson.

- Lynette, I'm trying--
I'm trying to be serious.

- Jack, I heard you say
there's nothing you'd miss

if you left Toledo.

- I would miss you.

Think I'm just--I'm afraid
that if I admit

to liking anything in Toledo
I'll get pulled

into the escalator gears
and ground to a fleshy pulp.

I--I like you and I'm...
[stammering]

Glad I met you,
and I don't know.

I don't know, you just--you
make me happy to be in Toledo.

I'm just saying I don't want to
date anybody else.

- I actually feel the same way.

- You do?
- Yeah.

That's why I-I just ended things

with Nico, so...

- You did?

Have you guys been dating
this entire time?

- Not the whole time.

- Oh! [scoffs]

- We were not exclusive.

- Wow.
No, I know.

- Were you not dating
other people?

- No.

- Lame.
- Okay.

- God.

- Oh, my hero.
- Yeah.

- That's sweet.
- You're turning blue.

[Iron & Wine's
"Freckled Girl"]

- ♪ Someday soon

♪ I'll just live over yonder

- [grunts]

[chuckles]

Love wins.

- ♪ Crossword puzzles
to ponder ♪

♪ And I hope you're well

[bell ringing]

[laughter]

- Oh, look at this.

This sub just durbed
all over my work shirt.

- What, now you want glopping
to be known as durbing?

- I don't have any kids.

I--I can't have
my only contribution

to the Durbin legacy
be a snart.

- Oh, are you kidding me?

They are gonna name this "GD"
high school after you someday.

There are two people
in this world

that I would take a bullet for:
you and Gus Wakiama.

He's my neighbor,
and he took a bullet for me.

Well, took a bullet from me
'cause I was cleaning my gun.

[blows raspberry]
Feels like I owe him.

- Jeez.
- Ah, dang it.

Oberland rejected me.
all: Aww.

- They said I don't have
a high school diploma.

Well, yeah,
because I didn't graduate

from high school, you dummies.

Well, it looks like
Helen Henry DeMarcus is going

back to high school!
[holding last vowel]

- Good luck.

- Okay.

- I got so into character
as a bellhop,

I ended up working
a 12-hour shift.

- [laughs]

- All I care about is that
the mission was a success

and my application ended up
in her priority folder.

And since it was
technically your idea

to have us disguise ourselves
as hotel staff,

I still passed your manuscript
along to my aunt.

- Y-you did?
- Yeah.

She liked it,
and actually wants

to meet with you on Tuesday.

In New York.

Here's her card.

- Oh, my God.
- [gasps]

Way to go, Boss!

- Maybe you'll get
a big book deal and leave,

and we'll get a real teacher
in time for the AP exam.

- Getting out, JG!

[all clapping]

- This is very cool.
Very, um--yeah, very--

Very fast.
F-faster than I had planned.

But, uh--which is good,
it's good.

[laughs]

- So are you in?

- Am I in?
Yeah--well, yeah.

Yeah, absolutely.
I mean, pretty much definitely.

I just gotta make sure
that I'm free on Tuesday.

I'm pretty sure I am.

I just gotta check my--
I have a calendar at home.

That's my--sort of my master--
I keep everything on there.

So let me just, you know,
give it a look-see.

But, uh, yeah, no, looks like
I could be, um...

looks like I could--I could
be out of here

very, very quickly.

Yeah.

- Mr. Griffin.
- Huh?

- We have a new student
for you.

- Uh, yeah, no, I know.

She's been fitting in
really well.

Yeah, great job, new kid.

- I've been here
the whole time.

- Ah, you keep saying that.

- No, but Jack, this is
somebody completely new.

[dramatic boom]

- Hiya, teach!
- Have fun.

- [squeals]
Hi, guys.

- Oh, uh--wait, Ralph, I'm...
[stammering]

- [laughs]

Advanced Placement Biology.
[laughs]

Oh, I gotta go to the bathroom,
and it's an emergency.

Excuse me, oh boy.
It's called nerves.

Plus the spinach quiche.

[curious music]