All language subtitles for Hotel - S01E02 - Blackout

Thank you.

I'll tell you what, Senator.

I'll put a hold on the presidential
suite if you'd sad and throw in your

Western White House.

That's not a bad idea.

Thanks for everything. My pleasure.

Bye.

Good morning, Mr. Myers.

Don's got a great promo for the Tony
Bennett gig in February.

Try this. A major event.

Take over a couple of cable cars with
Tony, his backup singers, the band. It's

parade. You know what?

I love a parade.

It's a natural, am I right?

Well, if Tony can take it, I can take
it.

Mrs.

Cabot, I'm sorry.

Good morning, David.

Enthusiasm is appreciated, but grace is
preferred.

Absolutely.

I'll remember that.

Here we are.

Everything all right with your suite,
Mr. Fielding? All right, very

thank you. Good, good.

Where can I find a house phone?

Oh, around the desk, sir.

Thank you.

Practically ran over Mrs. Cabot just
now. After a great fact.

You know, for sisters, she and Mrs.
Trent don't look at all alike.

That's because they're not. They're
sisters -in -law. She knew my name.

You know, somebody told me that if she
meets you once, she never forgets you.

Not going to get away with much, are we?

See you later.

Hello, this is for Cabot Sweet.

Hi there. It's me, Sweeney. 3 .37?

Yes, Mr. Sweeney.

I see you've survived another night of
loneliness. Well, it wasn't easy.

It was an empty king -size bed. Oh,
terrifying.

Maybe a phone call to your wife will
help the pain go away. Okay.

But you'll be sorry when I fling myself
out a window.

Hi. Room 508, the put in the television.

He settled up with a check. I suggested
that he try changing the channel next

time. Thank God.

Oh, I'm down. Maybe I need to go.

We can guarantee 200 rooms for the 16th
and 17th.

After that, there are no more open
blocks.

Mm -hmm. I can have a confirmation for
you in the mail this afternoon.

Bye, Mr. Walsh.

Two -seven is holding for you. I think
it's pretty charming.

Yes, hello.

Hi, Princess.

you get them?

Uh -huh.

They're lovely.

They're all lovely.

But I'd appreciate knowing who you are.

We'll get together very soon.

Mr. Sweeney, is this you?

Patient princess.

Look, I really don't like this cat and
mouse.

I need a mouse.

I'd be nicer to the cat.

If TD's truck again.

Should only happen to me.

He's thick.

If he were normal, he wouldn't be hiding
behind flowers and telephones.

Probably too shy, too short.

Guy can't handle rejection.

Just don't fence with him.

He'll get bored and go away.

I'm probably just over -flowered.

Can we not talk about this anymore?

Mom's the word.

Hi,

the boss in?

He's up with Mrs. Cabot.

Is this a private funeral, or can
anybody come?

Sorry. I have to go see Mr. Brenner
about his banquet.

Maybe she's allergic to flowers.

Well, young man.

Yes, sir. Would you be kind enough to
deliver these to Mrs. Cabot?

Mrs. Cabot?

Sure. Any message?

Well, there's a small card inside.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, one other thing.

Would you tell the lady that if she
cares to respond, I can be found in the

across the street about 2 p .m.? Yes,
sir.

I like tulips. So does she.

Hello. Mr.

Brenner. I'm your man, I hope.

Menus. I'm here to discuss the menus for
your banquet.

You are a definite improvement.

Please, come in, said the famished man
to the chef.

Or is it Chef S?

Mr. Brenner, I'm sorry. I just can't do
this right now.

The Psychiatric Association wraps this
Friday.

But we'll still have 80 % occupancy for
the weekend.

There's the ball game and paparazzi at
the opera house.

Oh, has Luciano checked in yet?

Yeah, this morning.

Send him to Rose's for the opening.

And ask him, please, not to sing in the
shower. I understand he shouted at the

tiles last time.

How, uh...

How is the staff taking my reign?

Well, even Laura would give you an A+.
My sister -in -law would love to

be seven people so she could be
everywhere.

You know, when I ran the St. Regis in
London, she called me at least once a

week. You think she's left me out? I get
a pep talk from Rio every day since she

left. It's hard to let go.

But I hear the new hotel is a smash.

Well, with Laura at the helm, could it
be anything else?

So, looks like you're stuck with me for
the next few months.

Excuse me, Mr. Cabot.

A bellman is here with flowers.

All right, Kai, send him in. I think
there's a flower freak loose in the

Hello again.

Hello, Mr. McDermott.

Dave.

Tulip's my favorite.

That's what he said.

He? An older gentleman. Very
distinguished.

At my age, they're always older and
distinguished.

Did this mystery man give a name?

There's a card.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

What is it?

Someone from another lifetime.

Miss Francis' office.

Hold on.

It's for you, Princess.

Uh, take a message.

Miss Francis just stepped out. Any
message?

Mark, let's get one thing straight.

I am not a princess, and I don't like
the reference, okay?

I just said what he said.

I know everybody thinks this is amusing.

But this is a sicko. He is not cute, and
I am not enjoying this one bit.

What time do you have?

You've got 15 minutes.

I thought the blue dress was very nice.

Oh, you like it better than this one.

Well, they're both great.

Yes, but which do you prefer?

From what standpoint?

A man's.

Victoria, I think you look just great in
almost anything.

Almost? Peter, this is not a Supreme
Court decision.

A simple opinion will do.

Okay, this one.

You'll knock him dead.

That is not exactly what I had in mind.

Bill, you got a second? What do you
need?

That girl over there on the couch.

What, are you looking for an
introduction?

She's a little pregnant for that. Well,
not exactly a crime, unless you know

something. I don't.

She's been sitting there for hours, you
know. I don't get the feeling she's

waiting for anyone.

Okay, let me run down a resume.

Don't give her a hard time.

Hey, pal, you're looking at the dip
about a kid.

Yeah? Hi, I'm with the hotel.

I'm, uh, what they used to call in the
old movies, the house dick.

Oh.

I'm waiting for my husband.

Oh, sure, no problem.

Listen, um, if you feel like a little
snack before he shows, maybe the little

guy's hungry.

Little guy?

Oh, he hasn't complained.

They've got these little sandwiches they
serve for tea. Supposing I send a plate

around? Yeah.

Gee, maybe you are complaining.

Christine, would you come in here,
please?

Don't worry, the doctor's touch is very
light today.

Cardinal Flory is arriving at four.

Sit down.

You've got a bad back.

They requested a bed for you.

When Mr. Brinner called, he said you
came by about the menus.

Something happen?

Well, maybe I should have just asked him
if he wanted me for lunch.

I don't know if... Or maybe I should
have just jumped in his bed.

I didn't get the feeling that's what he
was complaining about.

Well, you weren't there.

But I've been there.

Oh, what is that supposed to mean?

Look, I've had my share of female guests
hitting on me, not to mention the

males. It goes with the territory.

It's dumb.

Nothing happened. I... I'm just
overreacting to everything.

Listen.

I think I owe you one.

I've been treating this flower thing a
little too lightly.

He keeps calling and... And now I'm
finding notes.

Peter, I'm scared.

I'll get into it.

I want you to go home.

Now? I have a million things I have to
do. The Cardinal's coming. I'll send him

your blessing.

Forget about this place.

I do have a date tonight.

For him, huh?

Even on a bad day, he's the lucky guy.

Hey. Hey. What?

Isn't that Caroline Darby's little
sister?

Not so little these days.

Hey, you're right.

I thought she looked familiar.

She's been there for hours, sort of
nodding out.

I've got a break coming up. I'll make
sure she's okay. Okay.

Oh, I was afraid you wouldn't come.

Dear Tony.

We were supposed to get married last
night.

I admit the timing isn't great.

Oh, you left him at the altar.

Poor Jeff.

I just couldn't do it.

I could never be sure if he loved me for
me or... Well, he does have a

stake in that little person's future.

Yeah.

Hey, what do you say we get you in off
the street? I've got an open room.

It's paid for.

Change of plans. The man doesn't arrive
until tomorrow.

Come on.

Of course, with double occupancy, there
may be a surcharge.

That was dear pumps.

Oh, Chippy.

He's dressed white, so clean and crisp,
though slightly ruptured.

On those ridiculous red shorts.

Picking up the seat of his trousers.

Feeling about -face and strides out of
the club oblivious to it all.

Forty years.

Not even a card.

Well, I didn't see the point, really.

You were married.

So was I.

Chippy said that he'd seen you, that
he'd told you that muddled through.

I wish I'd heard it from you.

Oh, Vicky.

After two years in that Jerry prison
camp, I was a hell of a mess. Both knees

shot up. I wasn't playing rugger
anymore.

You're married enough.

Yes.

She was a lovely lady.

I thought of phoning her from the
hospital, but then I read that you were

engaged to that Philadelphia chap.

Stephen.

He died five years ago.

Oh.

Thank you, then.

After all these years, both of us alone
again.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Yes, she was lovely.

I really didn't deserve her.

You know, I couldn't believe you still
had this.

Oh, but that's our lucky ticket. That's
the thing that pulled me through the

whole bloody mess.

Why don't people take the ticket?

I don't mean just the starboard that we
won six pounds.

That's the ticket that you held in your
hand and wished us luck.

Wished that we would be together again
like we were that last time.

Must have worked.

Would it amuse you to know that I am in
the Windsor Street?

Oh, comfortable, I hope.

Yes, well, it's not the castle, but it
is quite comfortable.

Will I see you for dinner?

Well, I'm afraid I can't tonight. I've
got some business.

But tomorrow I can be all yours.

Well, I'm happy to hear you've joined
the workforce.

Yes. You were always rather intolerant
of my silver spoon heritage.

The notion of spending one's life as a
gentleman of leisure is a bit decadent.

Let me warn you about something.

The life of commerce is not all it's
cracked up to be.

But you are.

Thanks, Jack.

I guess I've been lousy company.

Who's complaining?

Me.

Constantly.

Another night, okay?

You'll appreciate me more.

I specialize in vulnerability.

Call me when you get tucked in.

Making an obscene call.

Admiral's runner.

Paid £6 .10 to win.

What are you doing?

I tried to call, but your line was out.
I got worried.

What is it?

It's been in my apartment.

Well, pack some things.

You're staying at the hotel.

A Vaughn for a dead princess.

I don't even own that record.

The police checked out the apartment.

The basement.

Oh.

Trespassing to play my stereo.

Not real heavy stuff.

We have to wait until you really... I'm
having your locks changed and gates put

on your windows.

My own little prison.

Do you want to move?

Well, I could change my job, leave the
city, the state.

What does he want?

Power, control, sexual dominance.

You mean rape, don't you?

There'll be a security man with you for
as long as... For as long as what? As

long as it takes.

This is my house, and I promise nothing
will happen to you here.

Thank you.

I guess I was really wiped out.

I slept 12 hours.

Well, take your time.

Our arrival is still delayed and paid
for.

Well, I'll be gone soon.

And thanks.

Sure. I hope everything works out.

announcement, huh?

Okay.

Tony,

I'm sorry to barge in.

Yes, may I help you?

Oh, well...

I must have the wrong... I was looking
for Mr. Fielding.

Oh, yes, he's here.

Well, he isn't really here at the
moment.

And you're Mrs.

Morganson. Darling, do you know where
Tony hid my cufflinks? Now, dear, it's

someone for Tony.

I hope we haven't fouled anything up. It
was his day off. We had so many

errands, we had to prep him into
service.

May I say who came by?

Uh, if you don't mind.

I'd rather it be a surprise.

Tony and I are old friends.

Of course.

Mr. Sweeney, please.

I do not go out with married men.

See, my wife is very understanding.

I'm not.

Goodbye.

I heard you had a rough night.

I thought maybe I could buy you a quiet
dinner or something.

Don, we've been through all of that.

I know, but we've had some great laughs.

And you could use a few right now.

You're very sweet.

But to tell you the truth, you've caught
me at a time when I'm seriously

considering a nunnery.

It's okay.

Well, maybe we'll get together sometime.

Soon.

Hello?

Peter, hi.

No, no, no, I'm in the shower.

The dinner sounds great.

Give me 20 minutes.

Bye.

You remembered.

Everything.

Thank

you,

Kai.

Very dry.

Not too chilled.

I'd say our memories held up rather
well.

If not our hearts.

To recollections?

To expectation.

Well, that cream should take care of the
sting.

Otherwise, nothing permanent.

Thank you, Doctor.

This nut has a real nose for some dead
big games.

I'll stop back later.

Christine, you gotta remember to lock
that door and keep it chained. It was. I

made sure I checked it before I went in
the shower.

Well, run a check on the masters and get
that lock changed right away.

Obviously, somebody knows their way
around this place.

Insider.

I want somebody with Christine 24 hours.

Peter, that's crazy.

So is he.

Tell me about her.

What do you want to know?

Did you love her?

I suppose.

She was very sweet.

She made you forget?

Not everything.

And I rewarded her devotion by being
unfaithful to her every day of our

marriage.

I never stopped thinking about you.

Yeah, Mac, you beat.

I can't do it, man. I got strict orders.

What is it?

607 called for a doctor.

Maybe you better go. It could be
trouble.

I'll be okay.

Okay, Mac, I'll catch you.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Okay, remember, we have the only keys,
so keep those locks dropped.

Hello?

Security. Take it easy. We'll get you
some help.

Doc Siegler better get on his roller
skates. We got a lady delivering.

Uh -huh. Roll the paramedics.

Try to breathe.

Don't fight it.

Christine, Billy, you okay?

Good.

I'm going to be a few minutes.

Last time I saw her, she said she was
going home.

Boy, am I glad you called. I've been
crazed looking for her.

Well, we're getting married tonight,
whether she likes it or not.

Six, please.

Hi, Doctor. Hello, Megan.

What a night.

I haven't even had dinner yet, and I've
got a woman in labor on six.

Oh.

Blackout teams confined to 6, 7, and 8.
We have two elevators out between

floors. What about the emergency forms?
We have contact. There's no panic.

Get Mrs. Cabot.

Yeah.

Well, where the hell are the backups?
Why haven't they kicked in?

Stay on it.

We need a flashlight.

Mrs. Cabot, sweet.

It looks like the landlady has pulled
the plug.

I believe we're having our very own
blitz.

Excuse me.

Mr. McDermott is on the line.

Yes, I think he wants me to know we're
having an electrical problem.

Top three floors.

Uh, Kai, you tell him I appreciate his
concern, but I wisely invested in

candles.

You know, I find this rather ironic.

Yes? Our last night in the Blitz,
remember?

We had no power then.

And even the batteries of the shortwave
went flat.

We lost the music.

And you harmed him, we danced anyway.

Any special requests?

I leave that to the band leader.

We're not ready. But he is.

I was downstairs when the call came in.

The girl from the office? Where's the
doctor?

I don't know. I just went upstairs.

Well, I'm deputizing you official
midwife while I go find her. Oh, no.

Hurry, will you?

Dean, it's me, Don Walden. You okay?

Don, what are you doing here?

You need to ask me to check on you.

Don, I was so scared. What happened to
all the light?

It's okay.

No need to be frightened.

Friendship.

Come on now, Christine. I'm feeling
awfully rejected and I don't like it.

What do you want?

I thought that was obvious.

Come on, Princess.

We'll go to the ball whether you like it
or not.

Where are you, Princess?

Okay, Don.

How are you with the lights on, huh?

How are you without all your flowers and
telephones to hide behind?

You can't have me.

If I can't, nobody will.

I think we've seen the last of the fall
flowers.

Congratulations,

Doctor.

It's another Jeff, like you said.

I've got a few other things to say.

To say you love me.

Oh, I do.

I love you.

I've been looking forward to this night
for so many years.

Disappointed? Oh, no.

You don't know what it's meant to me.

And me.

But you're sad.

Sad that we can't get the 40 years back.

Sad that we'll never see each other
again.

Oh, don't say that.

It's true, isn't it?

I thought of you so often.

My handsome R .A .F. Flyer.

So dashing in his uniform.

So proud.

I'm afraid the image has become a bit
tarnished, as well as the brass.

Not to me.

I love you, Tony Fielding.

Oh, Victoria.

I've always loved you.

But?

Other obligations.

Don't mind your...

Success, my inheritance, intimidates
you? No, no, no, of course not.

You could leave your business, stay
here, help me run mine.

No, I... You see, I'm...

So many people depend on me.

There's someone else.

Your wife.

She's still alive, isn't she?

Yes.

Yes, it's true.

I'm so sorry.

She's done so much for me. I couldn't
hurt her.

No, I wouldn't think so.

I suppose you must live by some code of
ethics.

If we don't have that, what... what do
we have?

Our pride.

Yes.

Our pride.

Would a little ethics prevent you from
kissing me goodbye?

Good morning.

It is a good morning.

I don't want you to think I've been
checking up on you.

Well, I'm not your mother, but with that
power... Peter, please, just say it.

Well, I thought you should know that Mr.

Fielding may not be everything he
pretends to be.

Oh, but he is.

Tony Fielding is everything he pretends
to be.