All language subtitles for Big Mood s02e05 Furlong.eng

In conclusion, we are all
defined by the people

we accept into our sacred
inner space.

We must be careful about

who we allow to influence
our fertile spirits,

especially as busy CEOs

in the fast-paced world
of corporate stationery.

[HESITANT APPLAUSE]

Did that work?

It is perfect.

The CEOs are going to love it.
Anya will be so grateful.

Well, she better,

because, I mean, she hasn't
actually paid me yet.

I mean, that's the only reason
I'm even here!

She will, don't worry.

Because 20 grand will buy us
a lot of bamboo sleeping mats.

- I'll chase the invoice.
- Make sure it's cash or check,

because once we get
to Devon tomorrow,

we won't have Wi-Fi
on the farm.

Right, then,
those stationery honchos

are absolutely ravenous
for your keynote speech.

They're just in
with the reiki fella now.

In the meantime,
we need your phones.

The frog shaman has a bit
of a thing about 5G,

and we like to keep
these retreats

as screen free as possible.

Thank you.

- Anya.
- Hmm?

Whitney was just asking
about her fee.

Oh, all in hand.
We just need to get you in

for a quick aura assessment,
Whitney.

Mandatory for all
guest practitioners.

Yeah? Oh, sorry, babe.

The assessment's strictly
confidential.

No plus-ones.

- Whitney would want me there.
- I don't, actually.

Can you just stay here and,
you know, practice breathing?

Anya roped me into helping out.

I really didn't want to,
but I still owe her bail money

for that thing in Faliraki,
so...

Where are, like,
the other guests?

Um...

[BEEPING]

- Is that a pager?
- Sorry.

I... I'm needed in the, um...

...colonic tent,

so just wait here,
and I won't be long.

KRENT: I just thought people
might be hungry.

MAGGIE: It's not a sleepover,
Krent.

What was that?

I'm sorry, OK? I know fuck all
about this woo-woo shit.

It's very hard to improvise

around a subject you know
nothing about.

Which is why you were sent
a 35-page primer.

Can confirm it was
sent to your Gmail on Thursday.

It was Homobloc last weekend.

- Call yourself an ally.
- Fine! Let me summarise.

Krent, you probably need
a refresher too, so...

Right, so the goal today
is to deprogram Eddie

and save her from Whitney's
evil scheme.

It's not as simple
as just showing her

the evidence we've found.

Eddie has really drunk
that kombucha Kool-Aid,

so we need to be careful.
But if we can keep her here

and follow these simple steps
I found on Reddit...

[GASPS]

...I think we have a shot
at success.

I know it's a big fucking
swing,

but it's the least Eddie
deserves.

Which is why I stepped up

to be the primary-slash-only
financial backer

- and executive producer.
- Right. Thank you, Krent.

We've got step one
out of the way.

We've got them separated.

And Anya's holding Whitney
off... for now.

But we are on the clock, people.

Whitney is getting on a secret
flight early tomorrow morning,

so we need to intercept today,

save Eddie...

And get her goddamn money
back.

I was getting to that.

Eddie has transferred almost
everything she has

into Whitney's bank account,

so that she can buy this
supposed farm in her name.

But we know the pictures
she showed Eddie

are just the fifth result

when you google image
search "English farm".

Phone me. We need to get
that money

out of Whitney's account by
EOD before it's gone for ever.

- What does...?
- End of day.

I've almost cracked
Whitney's account,

but I've come up against
one final hurdle.

The memorable question.

What's the memorable question?

First pet's name.

Well, he looks like a Larry.
Try Larry.

That is where Anya comes in.

ANYA: Ready to start
the assessment?

I've never seen equipment
like this before.

May I ask which practitioner
this is informed by?

Oh, I believe it was
Sivaya Subramuniyaswami

who perfected the technique.

[LAUGHS]

- Impressive.
- So question one.

What would you say
your soul animal is?

Soul animal. Damn,
she's good.

OK, then, team.

Send in the interrogator.

Gillian.

Eddie.

What a lovely surprise.

Well, now, it's been a while.

Yeah.

Sorry, did Anya invite you?

Retirement, it turns out,
is awfully boring.

So I've been doing
some light events catering.

Keeps me busy.

Would you like a cheese scone?

I made them this morning.

KRENT: Are you sure your mum
can do this?

When I was 17,

I admitted to nicking
her drink at a wedding

I hadn't even been at.

What's her secret?

Guilt... and crumbs.

Oh.

Wow.

Mmm. They're so... loose.

So, Eddie, I hear you're moving
to Devon tomorrow.

Hmm.

We've bought a small farm.

And we're going to live
off the land

and start an intentional
community

focused on inner peace and...

Make sure you finish that, love.

It's bad luck to leave
a scone in half.

And how can your friend Whitney
afford a farm?

We bought it together.

That's nice.

50-50 sort of a deal?

And you've been down
to have a look, I take it,

before making
any financial commitment?

Wow!

That was...

...delicious.

Really... overwhelming.

In a good way.

Have another one...

...while they're fresh.

[SWALLOWS HARD]

You see that? That was good.

Yeah. Very...

Yes.

What was it, though?

The look on Eddie's face.

It's the same look she gets

when someone offers her
a bump in the loo.

She's not sure.

[KRENT CHUCKLES]

Now, look, I don't want
to get involved

in the rift between you
and Maggie,

but I'm her mammy,
and I've got to say one thing.

What's she doing?

You mean so much to Maggie.
You're her family, Eddie,

and I just...

I worry about what will happen
to her without you.

How about what will happen
to me?

Ryan! Pull her out.

- And say what?
- Just go!

Jesus!

Gillian!

I have spent a lot of my life
looking after Maggie.

You abandoned her, Eddie!

Do you have any idea
what that did to her?

Gillian!

[GASPS]

BREATHLESSLY: There you are.

Everything is ready...

...for your acupuncture session

with Sha... ness... cafe.

Of course.

We wouldn't want to keep
Shanesscafe waiting,

would we?

I recently discovered
that I was a dog

in most of my previous lives,
and I must say,

I think I recognised the scent
of your astral trail, Whitney.

Perhaps we were puppies
together in Soviet Russia.

Wouldn't that be something?

[SHRIEKS]

Ever had a dog, Whitney?

One... as a kid.

- Her name was Baby.
- Baby... you say?

Baby.

- Yeah, Baby.
- Ah, no, don't do that.

[DULL BEEP]

I didn't know about
the attempt limit.

Oh, God!

That was not what
I asked you to do.

I think you'll find
it's exactly what you asked,

thank you very much.
I sowed seeds of doubt.

And then I had some time
left over,

so I thought I'd try and help.

I'm not doing this for me, Mum.
I'm doing it for Eddie.

Of course you are, darling.

OK, time for stage three.

- Inform. Ready to go to?
- Totes, babe.

I mean, if I was right about
what an HDMI cable is...

Wait, wait, before we watch,

I just want to say...

[CLEARS HIS THROAT]

From the moment I saw Flubber
in my father's home theatre,

I knew my future lay in the art
of what the French call cinema.

Oh, God, I knew I should have
watched this first.

[TV CRACKLES]

Hey, Eddie, don't freak out.
Sit down. Relax.

In his seminal 1981 paper
Cult Formation,

the psychiatrist
Robert J Lifton

observed that the most
common unifying feature

of high control groups
is the presence

of a charismatic leader,
one who can't be questioned

or held accountable
for anything they do.

[MAGGIE LAUGHS]

Not bad.

All of us can relate to having
someone to look up to.

For instance, if Madonna told
me to plunge my hands

into a bucket of hot piss,
I'd say, "Pass the bucket."

But that doesn't mean I
wouldn't regret it later,

Eddie, when I'm scrubbing
my hands under hot water,

trying to get
the smell of piss off me.

Once strictly a job
for dirty white men,

cult leadership is now
a viable option

for people from all walks
of life... even hot girls.

MAGGIE: Shit,
she's getting antsy.

No. We knew this would happen,
So we also added this.

? When the camera flashy
I act so happy

? I'm in heaven when you're
looking at me

? Angel of my dreams

? I will always love you
and hate you

? It's not fair

? It's so bittersweet... ?

What the fuck, Krent?

Well, I did better than
whatever that was.

Get her off me.
She's gonna kill me.

[MAGGIE GASPS]

- What were you thinking?
- I was thinking my audience

needed some sugar
with their medicine.

- I'm gonna kill him.
- Take a lap, hon.

Look, this isn't some fun bit.
This is Eddie's life.

And if we fuck this up

because you idiots can't do
anything normally,

then I might lose it
for good this time.

And I can't face that, OK?

I can't face it.

So, please, just fucking focus.

- Just try "Larry".
- What?

- No! No, no,
- [DULL BEEP]

No...

Gee, it must nearly be time
for my talk.

You've actually only been here
for 20 minutes.

The aura reading can really
contort your sense of time,

if you let it.

My sense of time was
specifically complimented on

by a clockless monk
I met in Peru.

Hmm!

Oh.

Wait. What's she doing?

It's happening. Stage four,
people. Come the fuck on.

[PHONE BUZZES]

[BEEPING]

One sec.

Got to wrangle
some lost herbalists.

ANYA: Ohh!

Oh, hey.

Eddie, can you just check
my crotch is dry?

Is this for real?

[GROANS]

It's locked!

What? It shouldn't be locked.
Fuck! Ryan!

Gillian! Anyone!

A baby is coming out of her!

Fucking help us.

Come on, Anya.

Quick q. Where's Whitney?

There is a map in your
e-mails.

No. I mean,
she's not in her room.

What?

Help us, you pricks!

Shh-shh-shh! You shouldn't be
shouting like that.

You might burst the baby.

You need to distract me.
Take my hand.

- Talk.
- Talk about what?

- Maggie, they need you.
- Yeah, but...

- We'll find her.
- Ohh!

Let's talk about the real
reason you're leaving.

Let's talk about the real
reason you're leaving.

I'm leaving to build
an intentional community

with Whitney.

It's kind of an extreme thing
to do.

It only seems extreme to you

because you're not truly
spiritual.

Please. I spent all of 2009
in an ashram in Croydon.

No ad-libbing. What I mean is,
it looks to me like...

It looks to me like you're
doing what you always do.

Running away.

Running away.

MAGGIE: I don't think it
will help.

And I don't think that will
help.

I think everything felt
really hard...

...and you wanted to be
someone else.

You wanted a way to feel free
and happy...

ANYA: ..and not constantly
fighting any more.

I know what that's like.

I get that, I really do,

but you know what my mum
always says?

Wherever you go...

IMITATING GILLIAN:
Whatever you go, there you are.

You didn't have to do
the fucking...

...accent.

Oh, shit.

[SNIFFS]

Now, I don't know exactly

what that's supposed to
smell like...

...but I'm pretty sure
it isn't apple juice.

[SUCKS]

I'm a fucking bartender.

Good point.

[HE GRUNTS]

Shit!

She's loose. Quick. Quick,
somebody get eyes on Eddie.

Eyes on...

- What's this?
- WILL: Eddie?

Listen to us.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, Eddie.

These people locked me
in a room.

No, we didn't.

There was no lock.
We made very sure of that.

- Yeah, we use lies instead.
- Eddie,

we need to get out of here,
like, now.

Her dad is alive.

Ronald Hotchkiss, 66, happily
married to Angela Hotchkiss,

also 66, for over 40 years.

That's a picture of him
with Whitney -

or Catherine, since that's
her real name, actually -

at a family reunion
a few months ago.

He messaged earlier asking

if you might need a lift
from the airport tomorrow.

Didn't they say they would try
and discredit me like this?

They are demons

and they want to block
your path to the light.

And she is also a failed
slime influencer.

She's actually a serial
influencer,

which is really sad.

All my friends are influencers
without even trying to be.

She keeps making online
personas to scam people,

and she's been doing it
for years.

I can't believe we need
to point this out.

- Look at her brand-new teeth.
- They are insanely white.

She looks like she's on
Geordie Shore.

- She's not even a real healer.
- She's a liar.

Her crystal necklaces
are hideous.

[ALL TALK AT ONCE]

You're being insane.

Stop it, stop. Eddie, None of
this was meant to hurt you.

Maybe this... this wasn't
the right way to go about it,

but I knew you needed
to be un-brainwashed,

and... and maybe we should have
got an expert in,

but we didn't have much time

and, please, Eddie, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to make you
feel...

But I'm trying to save you.

I-I might be bad at it,
but, look, I'm trying.

Is your dad alive?

It depends what you mean
by "dad".

I mean, is my birth father
alive?

Well, sure.

So when you told me that you
knew exactly how I felt,

that you'd been on
the same journey as me,

and you knew how to fix me,

that was just marketing?

No.

Give Eddie her money back.

You give it back and you leave

and let her family take care
of her.

If you're referring to the
investment Eddie willingly made

into our intentional community,

then those funds have already
been used to buy land.

The land we decided to buy
together.

We know there's no land,
Whitney. It doesn't exist.

You know...

...I actually help people,

and you all find that
so challenging

that you have to try
and discredit me

and make up all these lies.

Oh, we are the liars?

When you are the one with the
made-up name.

You know what?
Why don't you go and shove

a crystal dildo up your hole,
Catherine?

You know, I have had to deal
with this kind of prejudice

ever since I began
healing others.

Much like...

Much like Jesus Christ himself.

- Who?
- Oh, come on.

Much like Jesus Christ himself
had to endure.

And if requiring
some financial compensation

for the burden I carry
with me every day,

for being a bearer of light
is a bad thing to you,

well, that says everything
about you people

and how little you value
enlightenment.

I mean,
what do you offer each other?

Loads.

Because I can take you
to the light.

Let's go.

Really?

You're gonna believe
these freaks over me?

The person who saved you?

You know, one day I will ascend
to the celestial heaven

that's waiting for me,

and I will look down on
all of you

from my throne of purity,

with my childhood cat
ChooChoo by my side,

because I know
she's waiting for me...

[BEEP]

...and I will watch y'all burn.

Come back here! Thief!

Oh, God.

What a day, huh?

Anya, are you not pregnant?

Not any more.

Well...

- So where's the baby?
- At home.

[RUNNING FOOTSTEPS]

She's... She's so fast

and she jumped through
a really high window.

Do you know if she's ever been
in Cirque du Soleil

or something?

- We... We should call police.
- And say what?

"Hi. I'm a fucking idiot
who gave all my money

"to a white girl
who owns clip-in dreadlocks."

They can't do anything.
I gave her that money.

Ryan.

Was I in a tiny cult?

A bit, yeah.

It's all right, Eddie.

We've all found ourselves
in a pyramid scheme or two.

And this, this was the only
way to fucking tell me that?!

Let's talk.

Just you and me.

I don't want to do that.

Eddie, please, just...

Just give me one night.

- I don't want to be here.
- We can leave.

We-We can go somewhere else.

Where?

? I was in your dream
last night

? I came to tell you
everything tastes so bad

? But it tastes so strong

? My skin is tied to your skin

? So everything you touch

? I touch

? And I'm rolling
in my grave... ?

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