All language subtitles for High Maintenance (2016) S03E06 Fingerbutt

Woman:
Wait. I'm starting
to rethink the beige.

I know you're closing up,
but what about these?

These are gonna run you
considerably more,

'cause they're
made to order.

My guy in Perugia is
a fifth-generation tile maker.

He and his brother
hand-paint each and every one.

-His brother
lost a hand.
-His leg.

Oh right. His leg.
Anyway...

-Well, they're
really beautiful.
-Aren't they?

I've been working
with Enzo and his family
for almost 40 years.

-Oh, wow.
-He's the best.
Very unique designs.

Here, why don't I give
you a card,

and you can look
at the whole gallery online.

Woman:
Oh shoot!
Look at those.

I thought I knew,
now I have no idea.

(laughing):
Well, there's no hurry.

You're gonna be looking
at that wall everyday.

Why don't you take
your time and come
back to us.

Thank you, I'll
definitely be back.
This has been great.

It sure has.

-Okay, thanks, Mamie.
-Bye-bye. Take care.

-Oh my God, I thought
she'd never leave.
-Tell me about it.

Let's blow this dump.

Mamie:
So, if he can't guarantee
his delivery by next month,

what use do we have
for him?

-I'm gonna take my business
elsewhere, you know?
-Uh-huh.

Why do you do that?
You're gonna run
into something.

It's my friend, Ruby.

She's asking if you'd
ever consider modeling.

What? Modeling?

Yeah, it's for a campaign
she's producing.

She's just seen you
on my Instagram.

-Instagram?
Let me see.
-Mm-hmm.

Come on.
I'm not a model.

They don't want models,
that's the whole point.

I don't understand.
Why me?

Are you kidding me,
Mamie? Look at you.

Exactly! Look at me.

Is this the body
and face of a model?

-You are fixated
on that word, "model."
-Wheeler,

you're the one who's trying
to convince me to be a model.

-Okay, fair, but--
-You're a beautiful woman!

Rivka:
Yeah, and your fabulous
clothes? Come on!

-Wheeler: Right? You're iconic.
-Mamie: Oh, well, let's not get
carried away now.

Mary:
I've always said you have
the most interesting face,

-haven't I?
- Rivka: Why is
this so shocking?

Mamie:
I don't know. It's not like
I was trying to get noticed
or something--

Mary:
Well, you certainly weren't
trying to be invisible.

Let's get real.
Is there pay?

-Oh, there's pay.
-Yes.

-You didn't say that.
How much?
-It's a fair amount.

It's enough that she can go
on a nice vacation.

-That's a no-brainer to me.
-Mamie, you are fabulous.

Thank you, my love.

-All right.
Let's get dessert.
-Dessert, I want--

No dessert for you.
You're a model now.

(all laughing)

Collier Schorr:
Take a few steps
to your right.

Nice. Look around.
Take a minute...

-Okay, so makeup is
straight ahead.
-Oh, thanks sweetie.

Sara:
Oh my God.
Mamie, right?

Hi! I love that name.

I remember you
'cause that name
is so good. I'm Sara.

(laughing): It's really nice
to meet you, sweetheart.

-You look amazing.
-Well, thank you!

-Okay, let's find Ruby.
-Is this Mamie?

Hi, how are you?
Oh my God!

You look better in person.
How is that even possible?

I feel like I know
you already, too,

'cause Wheeler's always
posting pictures.

Oh, is she? I don't know
what she puts up there.

Sara:
For real though, everyone
is obsessed with you.

Ruby:
Yes, girl, we are obsessed.
Let's go to wardrobe.

Are you hungry?
Do you need
something to eat?

No, I'm good. I would use
the ladies' room, though.

My bladder is the size
of a damn peanut.

Mamie:
Okay if I hang
this stuff here?

Absolutely.
But, cute-ini,
you did my job for me!

-I'm sorry.
-No, no. It's all good.

We just want to start
with a clean, fresh palette.

It's just, I'm so used
to slapping on my customary
spackle in the morning.

I always tell my clients,
just moisturize and drink water.

Those are really the two main
ingredients for good skin.

Of course, here I am
telling you to hydrate

while I suck down
the second coffee
of the day.

Oh, a little coffee
never hurt anybody.

Oh yes, sis,
it dehydrates your skin
and discolors your teeth.

Hey, I'm gonna order
some weed if anyone
wants to get in on it.

Shay: Hell yes.
That sounds good.

Hold a second.

Evan (laughing):
Okay, try to look,
like, disgusted.

Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, here,
check it out.

(Abdullah laughing)

-Dude, that's
fucking amazing!
-I knew it.

I'm gonna send this
to our mutual friend.

Man, who knew
that finger meat

could look that much
like ass and thigh meat?

Yeah. I guess I did.

Shit, man. Take an item
from the case, man.
Anything you want.

-Really? Well--
-Are you kidding me? Look
at the gift you've given me.

I won't say
no to that.

-You got anymore tricks?
-Oh, yeah. Sure.

(grunting, screaming)

Oh my God, dude!
What the fuck, man?
Are you okay?

Just kidding.

(both laughing)

-Dude, you're
fucking crazy!
-Yeah.

Wait, wait. Hold that.
Let me get some

of my finger ass-meat
in the shot here.

Both:
Ah!

Ooh!

All right, here.
Check this out.

(both laughing)

Wait. You have to show me
how to do that immediately.

Oh my God, it's so easy,
and it's going to change
your life.

Mamie:
Does it make me
look washed-out?

No, yeah. It's great.

-I think it really works.
-It totally works, maybe.

-I'm just kidding.
-Pip!

-Hello, my love.
-Hi boo!

Wow, sis, you are
looking sickening, mate!

Do you even need
to go to makeup?

Honestly, thank God
for y'all. I slept
maybe four hours.

-Well, God bless you,
because you're perfect.
-Amazing.

-So, are we good?
-Yeah, Ma, you look great.

That's the outfit.

Okay, you're all set.

Thank you.

Jojo:
Show us, show us!
What the--

(laughing)

Checking out
the sandwiches?

Can't decide
which one I want.

-Try 'em both.
-Mm, too many calories.

Mamie, are you ready?

Call me Helen Reddy.

Okay, right this way.

-(camera snapping)
-Collier Schorr:
That's great, Mamie.

Okay, take a small
little walk to your right.

Nice. Gentle.
Okay, stop.

Great.

Okay, take it back
to the middle.

Maybe, like,
give a little jump?

-Give a little hop.
-Okay.

Beautiful!

That's perfect.

You look like
you've been doing this
your whole life.

Mamie:
If there's even a little
bit of truth in that,

-it's because of you.
-Well...

I think you were born
in a photo studio.

(whispers): Okay.
You know what?

-We like it when
she smiles better.
-Okay.

Can you give me
one of those smiles?

-From before?
-Okay.

(breathes deeply)

Yeah, that's perfect.

Hey, Mamie, has anyone
ever showed you the fingerbutt?

The fingerbutt? No.

Look like you're shocked.

Mamie (laughing):
Oh my God!

That's great,
that's great.
Liam, Liam--

Liam,
get out of the way.

(laughing):
That's great.

-Yes!
-That's magic, Mamie.

-Yes, Mama!
-Get it girl, yes!

(Wheeler gasps)

Wheeler:
Look at you!
You look luminous!

Your skin is glowing!

Mamie:
Looks like somebody
else's skin.

And look at those teeth.
They glow in the dark,
that's glowing.

Wheeler:
They look beautiful. They look
white and bright and shiny!

Mamie:
They look radioactive.

Wheeler:
I am thrilled.
I know a model!

Rivka:
Wow, full page.

Why do they always find ways
to remind me about my age?

Yeah, like, oh my God,
I think I almost forgot,

I am old.

I never think of my age
until somebody reminds me.

I still feel like I did
when I was 35.

I still feel the same way
as you did when you were 35.

-(laughter)
-God, that is
such a mindfuck.

-Screw them!
You got paid, right?
-Where's the check?

Finally, a month
after the fact.

Ugh, where
are we going?

-I vote Jamaica.
-Waiter: Can I get
you girls another drink?

Oh, yes. We girls
would love another drink.

Mamie:
God damn it.

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ You got, you got, you got ♪

♪ You got to ♪

♪ Hey, you're mine,
you're mine ♪

♪ You gotta shake it,
you got ♪

♪ You're mine, you're mine,
you're mine ♪

♪ You're gonna break it
and shine, shine, shine ♪

♪ You got to ♪

♪ Hey, you're mine,
you're mine ♪

♪ You gotta get it,
and you shine, you shine,
you shine! ♪

Oh.

No, it's okay, really.

It's me, see?

Oh, okay.
That's what's up.

(laughing):
Have a good night.

-Hey-hey,
lady, wait!
-What?

You mind if I take
a selfie with you?

No! Come on.

Really? Oh man,
that's cool. All right.

Fix that up.
There you go.

One, two, three-- cheese!

Well, thanks a lot.
All right.

Mamie:
You're welcome.

Oh! Have you ever
tried the fingerbutt?

(dog whimpering)

-It's okay, buddy.
-So, what now?

I would want to get
him into surgery

for a proper biopsy
of the mass, and then,

depending on what we find,
there'd be another surgery
to remove the mass itself.

(sniffles)

Or you can take him
for a walk to the park,

buy him a turkey sandwich,

and then bring him
back and say goodbye.

(sobbing)

How much is
the surgery?

(man singing melancholy song
in French)

(gasps, pants)

There you go.

(sighing):
Oh, very good.

(lighter flicks)

Gene:
This other vet, he's like,
"What I would do is

take pentobarbital
for large breeds."

And I said, "Well,
what I would do is take

"pentobarbital for large
breeds and small breeds,

and I'm 140,
so I double it."

I'd probably hop
a flight to Fiji.

I'd want to be
on a beach.

But that's,
that's just a hypothetical.

I haven't really thought
about it, to be honest.

Therapist: Wow.
This has escalated.

What? How so?

You just gave
a very detailed description
of your own suicide.

Oh, sorry.

Are you feeling
suicidal?

No...

No.

Have you given
any further thought

to trying
antidepressants?

Yeah, I'm, uh,
still not feelin' it.

-You're not
feelin' it?
-No.

Are you still
using marijuana?

Mm-hmm.

-Daily?
-Pretty much.

Nights, weekends.

Just to offer
a professional
observation,

I've noticed,
by and large,

the people most resistant
to antidepressants

are those most prone
to recreational drug use
and addiction.

-Do you want me
to go on medication?
-Not if you don't.

Just offering an observation
that might help you.

Hey, um...

Wh-- What do you think
about micro-dosing psychedelics?

You know, for-- for depression.

The Guy:
I mean, listen, man.

Every time I take mushrooms,
I'm blissed out.

-Huh. Okay.
-Almost every time.
But, yeah.

So, how much
should I take?

Uh, you know what?

I don't know,
'cause I didn't make 'em.

So you're gonna want
to just take a little bit.

So like
a little nibble?

Mm-mm,
like a nibble of a nibble.

-Oh, wow.
-Micro.

-Okay right. That's
why it's called-- Right.
-Micro-dosing.

(dog barking)

Does he know how to turn
his head and cough?

Just joking.

Oh, I think
he likes it!

Me, too, buddy.
Me, too.

What do you call
an elephant that
doesn't matter?

An "irrelephant."

-(barks)
-He's doing great!

He just wants to play
a little more.

Thank you for a great day,
everybody!

Nice work!

Okay.

(dog barks)

You get a treat,
and you get a treat!

Don't think I forgot
about you, missy!

Whoops.

-Should have given
you a micro-dose.
-(cat meows)

You know, your shell is
part of your skeleton,

but it's also your home,
your safety zone.

Which leads me to...
Just curious, how are
things at your home?

Mmm!

Gene (over-enunciating):
Neutered. Neu... tered.

Neu-tered.

Wow, I'm really good
at this weird thing,
aren't I?

-I'm gonna be real
with you, Kadisha.
-Mm-hmm.

Lucky's fucked.

But I'll tell you,
with the Supreme Court

and the world being
the way it is,

it seems like
we're all fucked.

So maybe you're
the lucky one.

I love your eyes.

Theresa, have I ever told you
how much I appreciate you?

Thank you.

(inhales)

(sighing):
So much love.

(laughing):
Okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

"Tolerance to mushrooms
builds quickly."

"Using mushrooms
two days in a row

may lead
to a diminished experience."

Huh.

(psychedelic rock playing)

(humming)

(exhaling)

(psychedelic rock playing
discordantly)

(high-pitched whining)

-(whining stops)
-(music muffles)

(groaning)

-Gene?
-Hmm?

Cremation pick up
is here.

Okay, thank you.

I'll be right there.

Corrine:
Okay.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm feeling
a bit off. I'm fine.

Okay.

(inhales)

(exhales sharply)

(inhaling)

(wheels creaking)

Whoa, that's
a lot of bags.

Somebody had
a busy week.

Yes, I, uh, took a lot
of lives last week.

Hey, it keeps
the lights on.

(high-pitched whining)

Yes, it does.

(high-pitched whining
grows louder)

Jesus.

(door closes)

(loud whining continuing)

(inhales, exhales)

The violent... cycle... of...

breeeeed-ing.

(marker squeaking, groaning)

(low hissing)

Oh, shit.

I gotta go.

(inhales)

(grunting)

Hey, I'm sorry.
I think I've got
a migraine.

And diarrhea,
so gross.

-I'll see you tomorrow.
-What about your
appointments?

Oh, we can cancel
or just call Jarny.

-Jarny?
-Sorry. Jenny.

Sorry.
Just call Jenny.

-Help, help.
-Please, help!

Corinne:
What's going on?
One at a time.

I was practicing
for all-states

and then I went
to get food and--

And then her kitten
fell into the tuba
and she got stuck.

-We can't get her out.
-Can-- Can you get a vet?

Corinne:
The vet's on his way out.
I mean, I don't know--

Gene:
Hold on. Hold on.

Let's go take a look.

Thank you, thank you.
Thank you so much!

Oh my gosh!
Thank you!

(Gene inhales)

Oh God.

Oh, I feel her.
She's still warm,
that's good.

And so fucking soft.

Yep, she's stuck.
Stuck cat.

Staccato.

Okay, I'm gonna
try something.

-On three. You ready?
-Yeah.

(exhales)

(inhales)

(moans)

Are you gonna
start counting, or--

Oh, sorry.

One, two, three.

Aah!

Stop! What are you doing?
Stop it! Matches!

-(tuba clanging)
-Stop it! Stop!

-Oh my God!
-Stop! Matches!

Okay, that's
the first step.

Have you seen the--
Damn! What are they called?

Scissors?

(groans)

Forceps?

In the drawer.

(clattering)

(breathing deeply)

Hey! Ah!

I think I loosened--

Yeah. (laughing)

Easy does it.

Hello kitty.
Okay.

-I did it!
-Oh, my God!

-What the fuck is
wrong with you?
-Oh, no! Please God!

No! No!

-(girl sobbing)
-Corrine: Dr. Sou! Dr. Sou!

She's still warm,
God damn it!

(sobbing)

Gene (crying):
What have I done?

(crying):
I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.
(sobbing)

-(Gene wailing)
-He has diarrhea.

What?

(whimpering):
I can't do it any...

What the hell?

Therapist:
How are you
feeling today?

You know, I feel fine.

I feel like
it's working.

Have you had any further
thoughts of suicide?

Well, sure-- No, I'm...
(laughs) Uh, no.

-Well, that's good!
-Yeah, it's good.

Um, I feel silly
for being

so resistant
to the medication.

And how's your
work going?

Much better. I've--
I've been thinking
about getting a dog.

-Wow, I think
that's great.
-It is.

No, yeah. It's good.

There are some side effects
I'm not so psyched about.

(meditative flute music playing)

You want me
to keep going?

No, it's fine.
You can stop.

Cheer up, baby.

(woman singing lively song
in French)

♪ (POP MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

MAN:
I'm digging the sexy pilgrim.

This is a reverse
Mayflower situation.

-I'm being persecuted on a boat.
-(CHUCKLING)

♪ Who are you... ♪

That's not your business what
anybody thinks of you, you know?

I just don't think anyone's
judging you. I really don't.

Yeah, but it's impossible
to know.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

-(CAR HONKS)
-(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Coffee regular.
Welcome to New York.

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪