All language subtitles for Bookie.2023.S02E01.REPACK.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-NTb.en[sdh]

If living is without you

I can't live

I can't give any more

Can't live

If living is without you

I can't give

- I know, I'm sorry.
- 109 miles an hour.

Would it help
if I told you it was for love?

- License and registration.
- Yes, sir.

- Registration's in the glove compartment.
- Go ahead.

It's Cialis,
kind of hit that fork in the road.

Come on, let's go.

Got a question, Mr. Colavito.

It's Colavito.

Actually, Colavito has a nice ring to it.

And the answer to your question is a pool.

I fell in the pool.

- Didn't see it.
- Want to step out of the car?

[sighs] Really?

You've been drinking?

I wish.

Take some steps for me,
one right in front of the other.

Yes, sir.

Want me do the nose thing?
Alphabet backwards?

Moonwalk? I could do the moonwalk.

[exclaims] Whoo!

Kills at parties.

Wait here.

928, go.

[928] What's the line on
the Timberwolves?

- Because...
- There's no time for thinking.

You got a bet, give me a bet. Go.

All right. A dime on the T-Wolves
and a dime on the Lakers...

All right, you're down.

Yeah, too late, window's closed.

- How are we doing?
- You're a model citizen.

- [chuckles]
- What?

Nothing, what's the damage?

I could write you up for reckless driving,
but I'm gonna give you a break.

Let's say 80 in a 65.

- That's very kind of you. Thank you.
- Have a nice day.

You too.

You know what? Indulge me, pop the trunk.

Oh, come on, you said, "Have a nice day."

Don't make me ask again.

What's in the bag?

- Money.
- Mind if I take a look?

Sure.

Jesus!

- Yeah.
- You care to explain?

Well, yeah. Here it is. Um...

I'm in the cash business.

Vending machines, laundromats and, uh...

I don't trust banks.

Because of the Jews?

- Pardon me?
- They own all the banks, the Jews.

Oh. Oh, yeah, and the media.

Oof, fucking A-right, brother.

That body cam, is it hot?

- Pff, ah, only if I tell it to be.
- Achtung, baby.

Tell you what, grab a brick.

Buy the fellas
in your militia something nice.

That is very generous of you.

And seeing that we're on
the same page, ideologically speaking...

- Why don't we rip up that speeding ticket?
- And break the law?

I don't think so, Mr. Colavito.

I'm just messing with you.

Hey.

We will not be replaced.

[theme music playing]

Oh, Frank,
my darling Frank, don't leave me.

[cell phone ringing]

Damn. I'm sorry.

You know what this is, Rayfield?

Frank and I are being punished.

Or he was so happy to marry you,
his little heart just couldn't take it.

No, no, we sinned.

We committed adultery a lot.

Adulteries.

- That was 60 years ago.
- Not in the eyes of God.

He waits till when things
are looking up and then he gets you.

[cell phone ringing]

- Shit.
- Oh, just answer it!

Go, 307.

[307] I got your money,
but I need a little more time.

I broke my collarbone.

You broke your collarbone last week.

That was with you?

Eleven o'clock,
at the gas station. Be there.

[307] The Mobil on Cahuenga?

The Texaco on Melrose,
you cheating motherfucker!

It's gonna be okay, Grandma.

Can you bring my Frank back to me?

No.

Then you're just talking
out your ass, aren't you?

[EKG flatlining]

- Oh, Frank!
- I'm so sorry, Grandma.

He's going home.

[EKG beeping]

He's back.

Glory be, he's back.

[EKG flatlining]

No!

[EKG beeping]

I told you we should have gone to Cedars.

- Cremora and Splenda.
- Thank you.

That's NutraSweet.

- You can tell?
- I have a very discerning mouth.

I gotta ask. What were you thinking?

To be honest, I thought
if I saved Danny's life,

he'd forgive me
for the Russians, the gunfire,

and few other things
he doesn't know about.

- Yeah, but you can't swim.
- I didn't think it through, all right?

- How is he?
- Alive.

Well, that's good.

I would've helped you out with the CPR,
but I had my hands full with Danny.

Yeah, you're Seal Team 6.

- Where's my brother?
- Modesto.

Trying to talk Sandra into coming home.

Oh, did she find out about
his goomah in Tarzana?

I don't know.

I think the whole
Russian thing freaked her out.

I saved him from drowning.

I did!

Hey, yo, that's private parking.

- What?
- Private parking.

I'm in no mood, Jethro.

- You've been told!
- Get some teeth.

[laughs]

- Oh, shit.
- Hey, Wendy.

- Sandra?
- [Sandra] Yeah?

You have a visitor.

- Oh, shit.
- What I said.

- What do you want?
- Talk for a minute?

Come on in.

You smell funny.

- So, where's Anthony?
- Next door, playing video games.

- Oh, he made a friend?
- A simpleton, but, yeah.

- Mom!
- You yell at me when I say "retard."

I... [sighs]

- Are you gonna be in this conversation?
- I'd go outside, but it's coyote country.

Okay, here it is.

[cell phone ringing]

- Hang on.
- Really? Now?

114. I'm trying to save my marriage.
Could you call me closer to tip-off?

- [114] Uh, sure.
- Thanks.

Listen, Sandra, I love you and I want
to spend the rest of my life with you.

But I am what I am
and you knew that when you married me.

- Popeye.
- What?

"I yam what I yam
and that's all that I yam."

- Right.
- [imitates Popeye laughing]

Listen, I know why you left.

Things got crazy
and I was trying to pretend

it was business as usual,
and it wasn't, and I see that now.

But here's the cold, hard truth.

Even if I threw in the towel
and started selling, I don't know, shoes,

I couldn't protect you and Anthony, 24/7.
It's just the world we live in.

- Armageddon is coming.
- Can you please...

You drove all the way here to tell me
nothing's changed and I should come back?

No, no, a lot has changed.

If this separation
has taught me anything, it's that

I can't live if living is without you.

Did you hear that song
on the drive up here?

Yes. And it upset me so much,
I had to pull over.

- So what do you think?
- Danny, I don't know.

Things are going really
good here with my mom.

Oh, come on.

As long as I've known you, you said
your childhood was a shit show

and you couldn't wait
to get away from her.

She wasn't the problem.
I was a drug addict.

A big one. I had to sleep with my purse.

Sorry, Mom.

It's a disease. All is forgiven.

- Love you.
- Love you more.

- Anthony, good to see you!
- Yeah. Hi.

- How you holding up?
- Okay.

What are you gonna do with him in school?

- Um, excuse me.
- What?

- Your car is getting towed.
- Oh, fuck!

Good eye.

Whoa. Stop! Stop!

- Told ya!
- Stop!

- Back off.
- Jesus.

No, listen, I'll move it.
Could you just put it down?

- No can do.
- Come on, man. I'm right here.

Read the sign.

That sign was probably
written by that fucking moron.

That fucking moron is my brother.

All right, that's enough.

Watch it with the hook!

Don't fuck with me, asshole.

I'll gut you like a fish.

I used to date him.

Bring it on, Captain Hook.

Okay, okay. Hold on, hold on!

Will $1,000 make this right?

- Sandra, I got this.
- No, you don't.

- Well?
- $2,000.

- Kill him, Danny.
- Hang on.

- $1,500.
- $1,200.

Deal.

You are a lucky man.

- I'm lucky? You're lucky.
- All right.

I have so much love for you right now
I can't even express it in words.

That's very sweet.
I want every penny back.

[Grandma crying]

- Mahnanga.
- Frank?

Mahnanga.

Oh, dear God...

Rayfield!

I'm here, my darling. Talk to me.

Hey, what's going on?

Frank's alive, he's back.

Mahnanga.

Kind of.

[Anthony]
I'm so glad we're going home.

- Good.
- Modesto sucks ass.

Hey, I grew up there.

- Explains a lot.
- [cell phone ringing]

Yeah.

[Danny] There's a rest stop
in about five miles.

Why don't we gas up and hit the head?

Right behind you.

[music playing on radio]

It'll be nice for Sandra and Anthony
to have you around for a little while.

[both chuckle]

It's not a big house.

But we'll make do.

Hmm.

That's Ray, gotta go.

Say hi for me.

So glad to have you back.

Hmm. [chuckles softly] Me too.

Here you go.

- What's that?
- I made you lunch.

Oh, thanks.

And you wrote my name on it.

Question. If I want to make
a small wager on the Sacramento Kings,

is that something I can do with you
orally, or is there a paper trail?

No, Wendy, I don't think
it's a good idea to take your action.

Why? My money's not good enough for you?

No, it's just that we're family,

and the truth is, you can't win,
not in the long run.

- Here's $10. I want the Kings.
- Help me out here?

Just take her money.

[sighs]

All right. Do you want them to win
or you want this spread?

- They're getting eight points.
- Paper said 8.5.

Fine, you're down.

You see him try
to weasel me out of the hook?

What you got there?

- My lunch.
- Are you on a budget?

Mother-in-law's trying to help.

Oh, yeah, how long is that going on?

Until I'm dead.

- How's Frank?
- He's a fucking eggplant.

So I take it the honeymoon's off?

The honeymoon is Grandma feeding him
applesauce and wiping his ass.

That's a bad beat for her.

If I ever end up in a vegetative state,
promise you'll pull the plug?

I'm not committing murder
so you can have your dignity.

It's not murder, it's assisted suicide.

When it's a Black guy
doing it to a white guy, it's murder.

[baby cooing]

What the fuck?

Charisse is
at a bachelorette party in Vegas.

So, Julian's with me
for the next couple of days.

You brought a baby on our rounds?

I can't ask Grandma to watch him.
She's at the hospital with Frank!

- Oh, for God's sake!
- Well, you give me an alternative.

This does not help our street cred.

[Ray sighs]

[baby cooing]

Mmm...

Meaty.

You sure he can't have an oyster?

- I'm sure.
- I tried.

Danny, what's up? You're not eating.

Just had a bologna sandwich.

You had a bologna sandwich?
Did you cut the crusts off it?

- What are you, nine?
- Why are we here, Walt?

Why do I ever call?
To make you guys money.

Speed it up.
I can feel my prostate enlarging.

All right. What do you know about Botox?

It's for wrinkles. Why?

I got a dermatologist who lost
six figures on, get this, Wimbledon.

And she didn't have it, so me
being the flexible fella that I am,

I took a boatload of Botox in trade.

So what's the play?

Last we spoke, your wife had
a retail establishment, correct?

Yeah. She sells candles, vases
and bullshit made out of driftwood.

To aging women with furrowed brows.

- Oh.
- [Walt] Oh!

Oh, the pitch makes it
over Bologna Mountain.

So what's our piece?

[clears throat] You know,
I'm supplying all the Botox

and the needles and what have you,

- so 80-20.
- 50-50.

Done and done.

Ah, Scooter, we're gonna need
a bottle of bubbly for the table

and a fresh apple juice
for the little jefe over here.

Oh, no, you'll get your apple juice.

Hey, hey, Danny, while I got you here,

would you happen to know
any deep-pocketed individuals

who might want to own
a mature Komodo dragon?

It's from the Mike Tyson collection,
so, you know, it's a real Komodo.

Mahnanga.

Damn it, Frank. What's that mean?

I don't know what that means.

Mahnanga.

"Mahnanga" what?

- Mary.
- What?

How about Hector
takes you home? Get a little rest.

No, I can't leave him.

Oh, no, I'll stay with Frank
until you get back.

I don't even know you.

Yeah, I was at your wedding.

- Ray and I are seeing each other.
- Oh.

How far along are you?

No, I'm not pregnant and not gonna be.

We just like each other a lot.

- Look at me.
- Hmm?

Like, love, don't matter.

Do not let my grandson
ride bareback on your ass.

Yes, ma'am.

And you know something?
I could use a break.

If you want, we could stop,
get something to eat.

That would be nice. Thank you.

I love you.

Mahnanga.

- What's Mahnanga?
- I have no fucking idea.

There you go, $4,200.

- Well done.
- Thanks.

You hearing footsteps?
'Cause I'm kind of on a run.

Evidently. Just take it easy on me, huh?

No promises.

Douchebag's down 112 grand for the year.

He has two good Sundays.

All of a sudden,
he thinks he's a fucking expert.

Hey, you paying attention?
You don't bet on sports.

- No, you don't.
- Can I get a white wine?

And who are you, young man?

That's Ray Jr.

Ray Jr., you're one handsome guy.

Got that right.

Ray Sr.

I see the resemblance.

You watching this?

Five grand
says the big motherfucker gets laid.

Of course he's gonna get laid.

- The question is when?
- Tonight.

No chance.

- She's got too much class.
- Got a bet?

You're down.

You know, I should
bring my kid into the bar.

Maybe he can
help me out with the Fräuleins.

- Oh, how old's your kid?
- Forty-eight.

You gave us a real scare, my friend.

If somebody your age goes down
that hard, they usually stay down.

- Mahnanga.
- Mahnanga indeed.

You know, looking at you, lying here,

circling the drain,
and I can't help thinking,

"Is this my future?
Is this what I have to look forward to?

Old, decrepit, forced to listen
to some crazy bitch I never met,

and all I can do is grunt?"

- Mahnanga.
- Let me finish.

Every day you wake up
knowing you can't walk, can't talk,

can't do anything,

you can forget about fucking.

Best you could hope for is to sit
behind some kind of one-way mirror

and watch your beloved come
on the face of some other whore.

- Mahnanga.
- Okay.

Sorry, maybe that was a little much.
But I guess what I'm saying

is that time waits for no one.

I got to make some decisions
about who I am and where I'm headed

before I'm, you know, team Mahnanga.

What? You know I'm right.

Sip.

[Ray] Oh, hey, I got a big ask.

- What?
- Can you watch Ray Jr. tonight?

- Are you serious?
- I met somebody at the bar.

- Fuck.
- What?

Sandra loves spending time with him.
You don't have to do anything.

It's not that. I bet Petey five grand
that you wouldn't get laid tonight.

Oh.

Well, how about I push to tomorrow
and me and you, we can chop the pot.

- I love you.
- Yeah.

Now, you be a good boy.
Daddy's got to go to work.

- Hey, Brad.
- Danny.

- What the fuck?
- This is Ray Jr.

I'm just watching him
while his mom is out of town.

Oh. So you're not running
some kind of bookie daycare?

Nah, just pay us and we'll get going.

Why? Gotta buy a breast pump?

Yeah, very funny.

You do understand
you kind of look like a bitch?

- I do.
- Like the poster

for one of those shitty movies
that The Rock used to make

before he realized he wasn't funny.

How about you just give us our money?

How about I throw in another grand
and you take that pacifier

and you put it in your mouth
and I take a picture for my Insta?

- Are you done?
- Almost.

Did you have a C-section
to protect your figure,

or did this adorable child
pop out of your ass?

Can you hold him for a minute?

Sure.

There we go.

See what happens
when you fuck with your daddy?

♪ ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I love Jimmy Luxury ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Hey, hey, lada dada ♪

♪ I'll see you tomorrow
in Havana ♪

♪ I love Jimmy Luxury ♪

♪ Hey, hey. ♪