All language subtitles for Hotel - S01E03 - Choices

Ready? Oh, yeah. Here's that fix -it
place on Jack London Road.

Yeah, they're pretty cheap.

Yeah, just tell them to spark the light
and the toast doesn't pop up.

Whoa.

Waiting to stress.

Let me give you a hand.

Oh, dear. I could use several, couldn't
I?

I'm so late.

Let me guess. Miss Golden Coast Contest,
right?

Right. Which way do I go? Oh, just
follow me.

The toaster.

Later.

Roberto, here's a list of all the room
numbers.

Please make sure every girl gets
complimentary flowers.

Even the ones who don't make the final?

Especially the ones who don't make the
final.

Okay, who's next?

Miranda Hardwick, Seattle, Washington.

Well, that's my kind of town.

This is a rehearsal, Miranda, so... Why
don't you show me how they boogie in the

great northwest?

Ready?

Did you like the extra turn I worked in?

Yes.

Well, I just don't see the point right
now, honey, of changing or adding

anything. Okay?

I thought it was good.

Oh, it was.

It was real good.

But next time, fix yourself an image in
your mind that you want of yourself

dancing. This way you can draw upon it
any time you need it.

Do you know what I'm talking about?

That's my darling.

Hey, perfection.

That's our only standard, right?

Huh?

That's water?

I've got to go change.

Here you are, sir. Thank you.

Yes, sir. What can I do for you?

Anything you like.

My name's Frank Vance. I'm going to need
a small safe deposit box.

Yes, Mr. Vance. If you'll just sign
this, please.

Call me Squire.

I'll call you Mr. Vance. I think it's
safer.

Will my things be safe with you?

Julie?

We haven't lost anything all morning.

I think I have.

What's that?

My heart.

I'll get you a key.

Victoria? Hello, Peter. Welcome home.

It's good to be inside these old walls
again.

How was Chicago?

Windy and cold.

Though I believe my speech didn't warm
them up. What did I tell you?

Need anything?

Yeah. A hot bath.

And one of Kai's foie gras salad.

Oh, Roberto says his parents are coming
to visit.

Really?

Yes, sir. As a matter of fact, tomorrow.

I assured him we'd do our best to give
them a memorable day.

Oh, Mrs. Scuttle, is that really
necessary? Oh, of course it is.

If we don't take care of our own, who
will? Now, isn't that so, Peter?

It is if you say so.

You want to let me in the vault, Philip?

He forgot the secret handshake.

Hey, Alvin.

How's it coming? You almost done?

You want it fast, kid, or you want it
good?

I want both.

Billy! Hey, Billy!

How you doing?

I've been asking around about you, man.
Nobody seemed to know where you hung

your hat.

And here you are.

Yeah, I work here.

Security.

Security, you?

Yes, what are you doing here, Squire?

Stashing my Rolex, baby.

You don't know the kind of thieves they
got running around out there. No

reflection on your hotel.

That's what I call work.

Are you Mr. Patrick?

Me? No.

I'm Miranda's mother.

Oh.

She's lovely.

Yes. They're all lovely.

Yes, well, that is the idea, isn't it?

I'm Barbara Hardwick, Miranda's mother.
Oh, Mrs. Hardwick, it's a pleasure. I

was just complimenting Miranda on her
style and beauty, but I see that they

both inherited.

What a lovely thing to say.

Thank you. Well, it's the truth.

Mr. Rhodes.

Yes. We're going to need the judges over
there for a group shot, please. Sure,

I'll be right with you. You will excuse
me.

Miranda, until later.

I hope you were nice to him.

And we both know how nice he'd like me
to be, don't we, Mother?

Oh, don't be foolish, baby.

Garrett Rhodes is a very respected
stockbroker and a very married man.

Maybe you should tell him that, not me.

It's not going to do any harm to be nice
to one of the judges, now is it?

Huh?

No.

Come on.

Hungry?

Change of style since we shared a cell,
Billy.

Remember? Two bunks, a can, six feet
square.

Why are you here, Squire?

You know, Billy, your needle's stuck in
the same groove.

That's because I'm hung with the old
records.

Come on, let me buy you a drink. You got
the time? Later, man. The bar ain't

going anywhere.

All right, here it is.

I got a mighty tidy business deal
working.

I'm nearly tapped, Billy.

And I'm calling in an old market.

Well, I think you sat in at the wrong
table, Squire.

Fellow owes me.

Time to collect.

Man's got to pay his debt.

Am I right, Billy?

you want the Murrieta suite?

It's expensive, you know.

Well, I was thinking I can work double
shift and overtime for a while until

paid off.

Forget the double shifts. I got an in
with the owner.

I think I can get you a break.

Thanks, Mr. McDermott.

You see, my parents have dreamed about
flying north to see me for years.

I want them to have everything first
class.

We'll take good care of them, Roberto.

You just enjoy being with each other.

You know...

My folks put up with a lot for me when I
was a kid.

I'd like them to know I turned out okay.

They'll know.

I love my work.

Don't misunderstand me.

But if you happen to bump into them or
something, well,

they don't know I'm just a bellman.

Now? Now.

Your friend, Miss Butterfingers.

Hello?

Aaron?

Yeah?

Now?

No, I can't.

Okay. Okay. Sure.

I don't put her suitcase.

She can't.

If you need any help, I'll send the bomb
squad.

Damn it, Squire.

I'm not forgetting I owe you, man.

But you're a professional thief,
brother.

And I want to know what's going down in
my house.

It's not the way you think, Billy.

I'm clean as a whistle, man.

I'm buying myself a bar. I was hoping
you'd kick in with me.

That's a good tale, Squire.

I wish I could believe that.

So believe it.

You know, I always said you'd make it on
the outside. I'm glad you didn't make a

liar out of me.

So am I.

Because I wasn't going anyplace in the
joy.

And now the St. Gregory's home.

That's where it's at.

C 'est la vie.

Maybe we can find another gig to work
together. Oh, come on, man.

Why don't you stop talking all this
bull, squad?

It's the same game with you, man.

Hey.

Billy?

You need me?

I'm sorry.

You surprised me.

I need you to cover for Charlie
Robinson.

Now? He turned his ankle on the service
stairs.

Now go ahead, Bill. We'll talk later.

You know it.

Nice meeting you.

Miranda. It's me, Gary.

Don't worry. I love the way you move.

Not worried. I thought I was alone,
that's all.

You're going to make the finals. I can
see that.

Thank you.

I've been making the finals since I was
three years old.

Little Miss Eisenhower Park, 1968.

Do you know what I find the most
interesting part of the finals?

The interviews with the judges.

As an example, last year I asked this
one girl if she thought there was a

generation gap.

She didn't think so.

She won the title.

I've got to go. My mother's waiting for
me. I ask interesting questions, and I

like interesting answers.

Oh, excuse us.

Well, at least now you'll be able to see
yourself.

Miss Francis, can I speak to you?

I hope my answers please you, Mr.
Rhodes.

So do I.

Something wrong?

Oh, no.

I just wanted to ask you what you do
around here.

Oh.

Well, I'm the hotel liaison with the
beauty pageant.

I get to be beautiful vicariously.

Are you kidding? You should be in the
competition.

You'd walk away with the crown.

Well, I must confess, I did enter a
beauty contest once.

Miss Oklahoma City.

Really? Did you win?

Hardly.

It was just something different to try.

I did a lot of crazy things before I
really found what I wanted. So you like

your job.

It's a wonderful opportunity.

That's great.

I've only ever done one thing.

And what's that?

Nothing.

Hi, Julie.

Hi, Hal.

Another shipment of the crown jewels?

Yeah.

You going

to be with us a while?

Until Sunday night.

The red -eye.

Did you get a chance to check out
Charlie Robinson's corridor? I'm on my

was working with Alvin in the vault.
What about room 714?

714? Yeah, Mr. Fazio's evidently on his
third bottle of brandy. Credit manager

asked you to check it out this
afternoon.

I'm sorry.

I spent the whole day in the vault. And
letting everything else slide?

I just don't want anyone breaking into
it, that's all.

Room 714, I'm near already. Billy,
what's going on?

Nothing to do with that friend of yours,
is it, Mr... Vance. Vance.

Just a guy I knew a long time ago.

A long time ago. You don't have to worry
about it.

I wasn't.

Till now.

Room 714.

I'm gone.

We've had a stroke of brilliance here.

Why don't we stay here and stay
regularly one more week?

Let's have a holiday.

Do you mean it?

God, if I don't take a break, old age
will set in.

That's enough about old age. Thank you
very much.

You are not old. You look wonderful.

Well, let's just say I'm not Miss
Washington State 1963 anymore.

I think you should get married again.

Honey, I wouldn't get married again if
you paid me.

Why would I want to?

We're doing okay, aren't we?

I'm sorry if you thought I was
interfering this afternoon.

It takes work, I know.

I just wish I didn't have to be so damn
beautiful all the time. Well, then Mr.

Rose wouldn't have singled you out,
would he?

That animated adenoid? He made a pass at
me.

How'd you handle him?

I walked away, of course.

It's a lech.

Honey, I don't think this is the time to
alienate one of the judges, do you?

You don't understand, Mother.

He likes to touch me.

Is that what you want? Do I need to
devote that badly?

I know a little bit about this.

I had five years of your father's
wandering hands.

I learned a little bit too late.

You have to use men before they use you.

My mistake.

Maybe I should go back there and say,
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.

whatever you want.

Is that what you're telling me?

Miranda, I'm talking to you about being
a beauty queen.

That's what every little girl wants.

And she wishes she had been when she
gets older.

Is that what you wish, Mother?

Honey, this is your big chance.

Don't throw this away.

For both of us.

The word on the street is that you're
going to score.

I figure that means to St. Gregory.

Do me a favor.

I remember all the... times we went
through in the joint.

When you start acting the man, it really
hurts, you know?

I remember too, Squire.

I remember a dude coming at me with a
blade.

I remember the brother who put himself
between me and my maker.

But I can't let you put yourself between
me and the St. Gregory.

Walk away, Squire.

Walk away.

I hear you, Billy.

But you can't sit there and tell Squire
that if I was to cut you a slice, only

if I was there, that you wouldn't mind
looking the other way.

I won't help you, Squire.

And it's dangerous to improvise,
brother. You taught me that.

A whiskey, baby, and don't be stingy.

Julie.

What are you two guys up to? Getting
into the party spirit?

Would you introduce me to this marvelous
woman, Billy?

Julie Gillette, Squire Vance. I
remember. How are you, Squire?

I think the sun just came out.

And the wolf with it?

The wolf only comes out with a full
moon, baby.

That's not all you're full of.

Everybody doubts my intentions.

I don't believe it.

Maybe your mask has slipped, Squire.

What do you say, lovely lady?

Ready to show me around the town?

I'd love to, but the fellow I'm supposed
to meet, I think he'd find you a bit of

a crowd.

Charming, but a crowd.

Oh, hello, Miranda.

I'm glad you called.

Come on in. We'll rehearse your
interview.

What? I can't hear you.

I said the night is... with a friend.

Oh.

Peter.

Good morning.

You and me, possibly.

However, I just ran into Billy Griffin,
and he looks as if he hasn't slept in a

week. That's a long story.

I have lots of time. I live over this
door.

You

know,

I'm so jumpy thinking about my folks
arriving.

I wrote and told them I was an executive
here.

You think you should be honest with
them?

If my mother discovers I'm nothing but a
bellman, it'll break her heart.

Roberto, you're not just a bellman.

You're a bellman at the St. Gregory.

Am I boring you? No, no. It's just what
I'm doing at 9 o 'clock.

We can finish the tale some other time,
huh? Go on. You were telling me about

the first time.

Right, okay.

Well, the first time this dude from the
neighborhood was telling you about

cutting me into the action, he said to
me as a kid, it's going to be simple. He

said either both of us will grab the
cash and have $50 apiece in our pockets,

we'll be in jail.

You and Billy, you could be brothers.

Well, we were like brothers in the
joint.

I think it's really terrific that you
were both able to start life over again.

I'm working on it.

Come on, this is sounding like a soap
opera. A bad one, isn't it?

You're a sweet guy, Squire.

I gotta hustle.

I get off at four.

I found out your friend Vance is in need
of a credit history.

Is it possible he's an alumnus of your
old alma mater?

Look, I told you I won't let him pull
anything in the St. Gregory.

By yourself?

You're going to watch over the vault,
the jewelry cases, Mrs. Cabot's safe,

payroll truck?

I think it's time you stopped playing
Lone Ranger.

Look, Squire was more than just a
cellmate.

He won.

Benign. Come on, baby, a little
something, huh? You gotta keep up your

Remember when I was 13 and I stopped
playing the piano?

You were very good.

I gave it up.

because it was interfering with
cheerleading practice.

And now I'm trying to become the biggest
cheerleader of them all.

I would hardly express it that way,
honey.

This is what we wanted, isn't it?

I spent the night with Garrett Rhodes.

I slept with the damn judge.

That's what you wanted, wasn't it?

That's what you wanted, isn't it?

What do you think, Kai?

I think it will do nicely, madame. I
appreciate this, Mrs. Keppel, but I

think... Oh, there's no bother at all.

You see, management personnel at this
hotel just doesn't wear double knit,

Roberto. How did you know?

Hector told me.

Well, he was worried.

He was worried that I might fire you for
passing yourself off as an executive.

So you won't tell Mr. McDermott?

Not if you don't.

Well, for God's sakes, where have you
been, Miranda?

I just assume we not talk right now.

I don't understand this. How could you
do such a thing?

How could I do such a thing? Yes.

I seem to remember you saying, be nice
to him, Miranda.

I meant for you to be nice to one of the
judges so he wouldn't favor any of the

other girls. I did not mean for you to
sleep with him.

Terrific. I've disappointed you again.

I think you're refusing to take
responsibility for your own behavior,

You know something, Mother?

You're right.

I haven't taken responsibility for my
own life since I was three.

All my life, I've been parading my body
to please you.

To please me. But I never could. You're
never satisfied.

I'm never good enough for you.

Well, I was plenty good enough for you
last night.

All I ever wanted in life was for you to
be a beautiful young woman. I'm bored

with being beautiful. I'm sick of it.

And that's not all I am anyway.

What is it that you want, Miranda? Do
you want to end up like me?

With a lousy little typing job?

Always wishing that you... Maybe you'd
like to marry the first guy that comes

along and tells you all the pretty
little things in life that you'd like to

hear. Is that what you want?

I live in hotel rooms, Mother. With you.

That's worse than being alone.

Be honest, Mother.

This is your fantasy, not mine.

What?

Roberto, you are in charge of all this?

Well, not all of it, Mother.

Oh.

Got a minute, Julie?

Sure.

Hey.

What's up?

Well, listen.

Do yourself a favor. Stay away from
Squire Ferris.

I thought he was your friend.

You don't know this guy.

And you do?

He's a thief.

I think he might try something here. You
know, I didn't expect this of you,

Billy. Squire's been through hard times,
but he's got his act together now.

Doesn't he deserve a second chance?

Not to hurt you.

Or me.

Julie, I'm just telling you what I know.

And you've done all you can, haven't
you?

I'm so glad they had this book. I've
been wanting it for weeks. Great.

Thanks, David.

Sure.

Honey, you look great.

And by the time we got to the fix -it
store, they were closed.

We?

Well, Sharon needed a lift to the
library, and I was on my way to the

so... You want to talk for breakfast?

Go to McDonald's.

I thought security was my
responsibility.

Everything under this roof is my
responsibility.

I think you've forgotten that.

It's Squire Vance, isn't it?

I want to know what you owe him.

Who says I owe him?

Ever since he walked into this hotel,
you've been talking to me out of the

of your mouth. Maybe you think I own the
keys to the vault.

Well, you said it. I didn't.

You still think of me as an ex -con,
don't you?

You think Squire snaps his fingers and I
run back to him.

I think he thinks that.

But do you think I'd help him rob the
St. Gregory?

No, I don't.

But I'd be a damn fool if I left the key
in the lock.

Going without sleep is one thing, but a
body has to eat, eh, Mr. Griffin?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Cabot. Oh, no, no, no,
it's all right.

I like a kitchen raid myself now and
again.

What is that?

That's a peasant omelet.

A peasant omelet, Mr. Griffin, is made
with potatoes, not onions.

Whose omelet is this, anyway?

Do it yourself.

You didn't come down here to raid the
fridge, did you, Mrs. Cabot?

You came looking for me.

You flatter yourself.

I'm sorry.

But you're right.

I hope your instincts are as good when
it comes to dealing with Mr. Vance.

You know about that, huh?

Figures.

I'm concerned, Mr. Griffin, for you.

I'll handle it.

Oh, I'm sure.

I just hope you remember that, uh,
today,

It's all that matters.

Yesterday's gone.

And no one owns tomorrow.

Squire Vance took a knife in the gut to
save my life, Mrs. Cabot.

It's what I own.

He's the reason that for me, there is a
tomorrow.

I want you to follow the new queen all
the way down the aisle, all right? The

thermostat was shorting the coil, and
the clip spring on the riser

Are you going to be here all day?

Oh, sorry.

Thanks, Shannon.

I never would have thought you could do
something like this. Oh, I do stereos,

too. Oh, keep that in mind.

Hello,

David. Christine, I was just, uh... I
think Megan's looking for you.

Has anyone been down to fix the shower?
Oh, I've been meaning to, but I'm still

on this toaster.

Hello, Miranda.

Is everything okay?

Miss Francis, can I ask you a question?

Shoot.

How did you get to do what you do?

I saw an ad in The Classified.

The Classified? A hundred people must
have seen that ad.

And they were all lined up in the
corridor when I got here.

I'd freak out. I did.

For a minute.

Then I don't know what came over me.

But I wanted this job so badly.

I grabbed Peter McDermott's lunch tray
from the room service waiter, wheeled it

into the executive suite, and just kind
of acted as if I belonged.

Pretty smart.

Chalk it up to desperation.

I'd think it's impossible and then give
up.

Well, sometimes if you think of six
impossible things before breakfast, one

them might come true.

You'll be great. Thank you.

I fear this is the end of La Grande
Illusia.

Madame Robert, I'm sorry to intrude with
your parents here.

But I really need you to sign these.

Sign? Me?

Well, the contractors have to have your
approval before they can go ahead with

the work on the new wing.

Oh, of course.

Yes.

There you go. And tell the architect
that I give him a call in the morning,

What? Oh, sure. Thanks, Roberto. I don't
know how we'd manage without him.

Excuse the interruption.

Ladies and

gentlemen, your host for tonight's
ceremonies, Mr.

R .B.

Archer!

Thank you very much. And welcome again
to the St. Gregory Hotel and the

of this year's Miss Golden Coast.

And without any further delays, let's
meet tonight's 12 finalists.

And I don't believe we could achieve
world peace without it.

Thank you, Miranda.

We've enjoyed your answers.

Now, do you have any questions for the
judges?

I have a question for Mr. Rhodes.

Could you tell me why you enjoy being a
judge in a beauty contest?

As you know, Miranda, I... I, uh...

I'm a firm believer in closing the
generation gap, and I'm... I'm dedicated

doing my bit.

I know Mr. Rhodes won't mind if I share
with everyone something he told me

earlier.

This is Mr. Rhodes' last appearance as a
judge.

Personal considerations make it
impossible for him to continue.

I know we'd all like to thank him for
his dedication.

How did you know? I get a coffee break
in 15 minutes.

It's a date.

Hey, Julie, look, let me in the vault. I
miss my Rolex.

Sure thing. As soon as the other guy
comes out.

House rule, one visitor at a time. Oh,
come on, baby. You mean I won't get to

see the crowning of Miss Golden Coast?

All right, Squire.

I really need to get into the vault,
Julie.

Squire, don't be like this. You don't
want to give me the wrong idea, do you?

Open up, okay?

Tell you what.

I'll buzz Billy to come and take you in.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, to present
our winner, Mr.

George Christie.

It's a great pleasure to be here
tonight, ladies and gentlemen, and it is

privilege to present Miss Golden Coast,
1983,

Miranda Hardwick.

It ain't the job of a courier to be a
hero, my man.

Give me the gun.

You lousy... Sounds like I just fell off
your pedestal, baby. Give me that.

Hey.

I warned you not to improvise, quiet.

Hey, Billy, there's two million dollars
with a blank industrial certificate in

here, man.

Fresh from the printers. All we have to
do is write our names on the dotted

line. What? You gonna play commando?

We used to be friends, my brother.

There was two other guys, Squire.

Now all I see is a pretty face and a
pretty mouth, and I'm pretty sick of

of them. I'll catch you later, man.

Now you be sure and stay out of the sun,
because the suntan looks good, except

around the eye.

Sure you want it this way?

I want $10 ,000.

I don't know how or where, but I'm going
to make it work for me.

Luna, you wanted it more than I did.

I'm sorry, baby.

I'm so sorry it took me so long to
understand.

You have to go.

I have to live my own life.

I do love you.

Oh, baby.

You're a lucky lady, Mrs. Kendall.

I just hope someday I meet a man as
sweet as your Dave.

I mean, you weren't really after...
Dave? You thought I was... Why, he's a

married man.

Yeah, he is.

Goodbye. Bye.

I was just thinking about the choir.

You know, it's terrible when life
doesn't live up to your dreams.

I know a lot about that.

Billy, what in the hell ever possessed
you to jump Vance while he was holding

that cannon? I don't know. Anything
to... Maybe a bit of the old

show.

Well, I'm sorry I ever doubted you.

You were right.

The Lone Ranger Cutler. By the way, Mrs.
Cabot wanted to know if you were

available for lunch.

We got a staff meeting?

Just you.

Said something about wanting to fix you
an authentic peasant something.