All language subtitles for Kristen Scott For Your Own Good Pt 1

No!

You don't care, do you? You only care
about yourself.

that she wants out of this room.

How do you think this is going to go,
mother?

You think you're just going to take me
to Switzerland and I won't find my way

back to him?

What are we going to do?

Honestly, this is getting out of hand.

Robbie and I will run away together.

I don't need you to protect me.

Three options here.

I can be held here, I can be held there,
or I can take a chance on love. You

think you have options?

You know, we have the likes of police.

Come on, let's just leave her alone.

Please let me out of this room.

Promises mean nothing out of a liar's
mouth.

Do I?

Oh, your mother must not be here today.

I need to talk to you.

You're here.

Especially after last time. I hope I
didn't offend.

You practically pushed me out of the
house when your mother was here.

But why did you push me?

Are you ashamed of me?

Are you trying to hide me?

Why are you ashamed of me?

I'm not ashamed of you. Why?

What is it? Am I not ambitious enough?

Do you think that...

Your mother wants you to date a
religious girl?

Am I not pretty enough?

Stop it, please.

You're perfect.

It's just a little early to be
introducing you to my family.

But it's not too early for you to lay me
down in your bed.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm just here to pick up my evening bag
that I forgot in your room. I wouldn't

want your mommy to find it.

Wait, I'll get it. Wait.

Get it for you.

I know where it's at.

I knew where it was.

Found it.

Listen, one day I'm going to tell you
about this crazy relationship that I

with my mom and my little sister, and
you're going to understand.

See, I've been with you for a few months
now.

And you've never even told me you're the
sister.

Yeah.

Well, she's my stepsister.

Does your sister live here?

I want to meet her. Is she here now?

No.

She's not here.

I don't want to talk about this right
now.

Well, Zach, I clearly gave you the wrong
impression.

I thought you were different. I thought
that you were so similar to me.

But now I see.

You were just looking to have a little
casual fun with a girl. No, you're

I've just been going through some
difficult times, and I really just can't

you about them at the moment.

I don't want you to think that it's not
because I don't trust you. It's just...

I don't know.

Maybe... Maybe... Maybe we should...
Take it slow with our relationship.

Maybe we could just go out to dinner.

Someplace nice with a still or sparkling
option.

Well, no.

You don't have to take things slow.
That's silly.

And I can't really take you out to
dinner at the moment.

Plus, you look so comfortable.

I can't believe it.

I found another one that can't afford to
take me out to dinner.

Why does this always happen?

Are you employed?

I'm a magnet for men that are
unemployed.

I have secrets.

Did I tell you that I dated a guy for
three entire years and he never once

introduced me to his family?

I can't deal with that again. I'm not
going to. And I came here to tell you

that. I'm done.

It's been fun. I just can't do it again.

Goodbye.

Mom, listen.

No idea what I was doing here.

I don't just sleep with any girl either.

And yes, it's crazy to fall for you,
especially so soon.

You've fallen for me?

In love?

Whoa.

I was just looking to apologize for the
way that I kicked you out last time.

Can you just bear with me? I need some
time.

For the dust to settle in my life before
things get back to normal.

I don't know anyone here.

And I like you.

And I need a friend.

Well, if you need a friend, here I am.

Well, if you want to backpedal and take
it slow, then that's what I want.

Really?

Okay.

But how slow?

I mean, we can still fool around a
little.

Forget about it.

I may not be able to take you out to a
nice place, but I can make you dinner.

I'm an excellent cook.

You trust me and your house for that
long?

But if your mother comes home, are you
going to make me climb out the window

down the trellis in these heels?

Don't be silly.

Stay with me.

Please.

Please, I promise I'll be a gentleman.

Alright.

I'll stay.

Was that your sister?

Uh, I didn't hear anything.

Yes!

The place is old and just drafty. It's
probably the wind.

I heard her clear as day.

Introduce me to her.

No.

She's not feeling too... I wouldn't want
to get you sick.

I want to meet her.

Um... She's not really a sociable one.

She can be quite unpleasant.

Is that why she's not coming out of her
room?

I made her stay in her room.

I'm sorry that you heard her.

That sounds absolutely medieval to keep
a girl confined to a room.

Wait, is she locked up in there?

No, she's not locked up. Jesus, what
kind of person do you think I am?

Did she just say, let me out of here?

How old is she?

She's just... She's just being silly.

You know, typical little sister.

Loves to make a scene whenever I bring a
girl over.

I mean, not that I bring over girls all
the time. It's just... It's just, uh...

Well, I'd like to meet her.

No.

Well, how old is she?

Nineteen. A nineteen -year -old girl
locked in her bedroom? Well, I think

criminal.

You don't understand. She's immature.

I mean, we grounded her.

This looks really bad.

I just... I don't know. Maybe I
shouldn't have asked you to come over.

Step aside.

No!

There's a reason why you have to sign a
non -disclosure agreement if you want to

work there.

And there's a reason why you have to
schedule an appointment if you want to

your loved ones.

The abuse.

I mean, it's there. I mean, these places
are worse than prisons. And Kristen's

gone through so much force and sedation.

But at least she has me and my mom.

Zach, you love your mother and sister,
don't you?

Yeah.

She goes in and out of these little
fits.

You know, like a childlike temper
tantrum. There's nothing really you can

You just gotta wait it out.

Will your sister ever get better?

Well, maybe.

But not when she's institutionalized.

She's lucky to have a brother that loves
her so much.

It tells a lot about your character,
Zach.

It speaks well of you.

I'm very lucky to have you as a friend.

Stop. How easy would it be to think of
her as some sort of invalid?

One of Mother Nature's jokes and let
somebody else be burdened with her care.

But not you.

She's my sister.

I want to see her treated gently with
understanding.

I know she'd do the same for me if the
tables were turned.

You smell good.

I love your hands.

I love the way they feel.

They remind me of my father's.

So strong and capable.

Can I tell you a little secret?

Yeah. I think every woman just wants to
be protected and

cared for.

You know what I mean?

Women are a complete mystery to me.

I want to tell you a secret.

An intimate detail about my past.

I think it might help you understand me
better.

If I can understand one woman, I'm
probably well on my way to unlocking all

their mysteries.

Maybe.

I'd be honored if you shared your past
with me.

I promise to share a story of my own
with you, too.

When I was a little girl, I used to...

cling to my father.

I used to feel safety in his hands.

I was so little that there wasn't
anything sexual about it, but

my mother thought so.

She'd look at me as though I was my
father's mistress.

Of course I was too young to understand
her looks at the time.

All I felt was her anger and The
deprivation of her love.

I think she was jealous because I liked
him better than her.

But any child would.

And she forbade me to touch him.

And she beat me.

If she caught me touching his hand.

And that's when I became fascinated by a
man's hand.

I used to.

Wish for my father's hands, willed them
to come towards me, to comfort me, to

hold me, to caress me.

That's terrible.

It's a sad story, I know.

But it made me have an appreciation for
hands and their beauty.

A deep and intimate appreciation for
them.

Your hands are beautiful.

You know?

You have strong hands.

Big hands.

Sexy hands.

My hands?

My hands are sexy?

What you did with them last week was?

I felt your touch.

It lingered.

Listen, I'm sorry about last week.

I mean, I didn't mean to go too far. I
swear to you, I'm a gentleman.

I... Obviously, you're a gentleman.

But is this gentleman looking for a
woman?

Assuming that this woman is me, I'm just
curious what you're looking for.

What you want out of life.

I'm not used to being asked what I want.

I've lived with women my entire life.

And I've spent my life trying to keep my
mother and stepsister happy.

To be honest, you throw me off guard
when you ask me what I want. I couldn't

tell you.

I'm not sure.

Do you take care of your mother like you
do your sister?

Yes.

Yes.

Some years ago, my mom divorced my dad.

And he hurt him.

My mom and my sister, that is.

Sometimes he'd be beating her and I'd
have to jump in because, truthfully,

a fucking coward hits a woman.

That's horrifying.

But he's gone now.

No.

Not entirely.

Not yet.

It felt really good to be with you last
week.

You know, to forget about...

My mother and my sister's needs.

You know, just feeling your body
pressing up against mine.

It made me completely forget about what
I'm supposed to be doing.

And you're a provider.

It seems as though you get happiness
from providing for those that you love.

You can tell all that just by knowing me
for a few months?

One look at you.

Selflessness and generosity radiates
from inside you.

I don't know what I want out of life.

But last week, that night with you, that
was so amazing.

I'm glad you liked it too.

But Zach, will you spend some time
reflecting on what you want?

If it involves me or not, you have to
think about yourself and figure out what

makes you happy.

I know you want to take it slow, but
fuck.

You want me?

Do you want me?

Maybe it wasn't all the wine, but it
felt like a dream.

Even this feels strange.

It's been a strange day.

You're touching me now.

I'm real.

Are you real?

Are you?

Slowly. In.

Out.

And around.

Use those hands.

Use these rough, strong hands.

Go ahead and hold them in your heart.

Hold my body.

I want to feel them inside of me.

Hi.

I'm starting to forget that.

You're running late.

Who's Robbie?

He's nobody.

I gotta get back to it.

Hey.

Next time, I'm gonna have to take you
out in public.

Somewhere where I'll be forced to keep
my clothes on.

I gotta go see her. She's in the middle
of one of her episodes.

You can see yourself out, right?

Don't make me wait too long.

I think I'm falling for you.