All language subtitles for Please Like Me s02e01_English

I am doing a bad job.

-I am doing a bad, bad job tonight.
-(TOM CHUCKLES)

-It can't be that bad. Just relax.
-No, no.

-No, I will not relax.
-(TOM CHUCKLING)

I will not relax.

What happened?

Okay, so I was talking to this guy,
and he was attractive, right, I guess,

and things got dull
so I told him about Mickey.

-Of course.
-Who's Mickey?

Oh, my God, Patrick,
I cannot believe you don't know this.

When I was a kid,
I had an imaginary friend.

His name was Mickey.
My dad was, like, super cute,

always played along with it

until one day I sat my dad down,

and, I don't know why,

I told my dad that
my imaginary friend touched me.

(LAUGHS) That's a great story.

It's the best story.

-The boy didn't respond well?
-No, night's ruined.

It's finished. I'm too sad.
I can't have fun any more.

I'm too sad. I can't be happy
with all this stuff going on.

Just because of the boy?

No, not just 'cause of the boy, okay.

'Cause of this stuff, you know.
This stuff.

What stuff?

North Korea, I don't know.

Okay, don't take this personally...

But I'm a person, Tom.

I think maybe the reason people
don't respond to you well in nightclubs

is because of your sad-as-shit face.

(GASPS AND EXCLAIMS)

I mean, wow! I mean, that is personal.

Isn't it? I mean, that is very personal.

-Very personal, Tom.
-It's very personal.

You just have a weird energy
in nightclubs.

You suck all the fun out.
You should behave more like Patrick.

-Yeah.
-What? Why?

-You're very cool.
-I'm not cool.

You're so cool,
you're so comfortable with yourself.

Hanging out with your cool gang.

-I just don't think I'm cool.
-Fuck off!

What gang, by the way?
I don't have a gang.

-(LAUGHS)
-Not tonight.

-Where's Patrick's gang?
-Where's his gang?

Where's his little gang gone?

And now I remember why I don't
go out with you guys that often.

What do you want to talk about?

What would your cool friends talk about?

Harley-Davidsons?

-Er...
-(TOM CHUCKLING)

We can talk about hip-hop music.

-Quinoa.
-Quinoa, yeah.

(SIGHS) Okay.

We can cheer you up.

You're saying that now,
although in five minutes,

you'll just be off kissing some girl.

-So surprisingly good at that.
-How is that surprising?

-It's not that surprising.
-Oh, fuck off!

I have moves.

Tom, they only kiss you
because you look achievable.

Yeah, that's a move. (CHUCKLES)

Do you guys have a lighter?

No, Patrick. No, we do not have a lighter.

Cool-dude Patrick lighting
one of his cool-dude cigarettes.

Cigarettes are disgusting, okay.

You smell so horrible, always.

Smooth.

Too much, yeah?

Too much telling him
that he smells horrible?

You are overcompensating very hard
to hide your love.

Yeah.

Remember when you told him to fuck off?

-(CHUCKLES) Shut up, okay.
-Twice. (CHUCKLES)

-Hey, Patrick.
-Hi.

-What are you doing?
-I'm marketing you.

I'm gonna find you someone to love.

No, I think the darkness was my friend.

No, it's like point of sale.

It's like how they
make 7-Elevens really bright.

You're just going to attract moths.

I just want to dance, okay?

Can we please just fucking dance?

- ♪ I'll be fine ♪
-(CHORUS HARMONISING)

♪ Oh, yeah, you know I will ♪

♪ My mother's gonna turn a blind eye ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Ooooh, ooh ♪

-♪ Yeah, I'll be fine, yeah ♪
-♪ Ooooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooooh, ooh ♪

-♪ Oh, yeah ♪
-♪ Ooooh, ooh ♪

♪ Oh, the good Lord knows it ♪

-♪ Ooooh, ooh ♪
-♪ Oh, the good Lord knows it ♪

-♪ Ooh ♪
-♪ I've left better behind ♪

-♪ I'll be fine ♪
-♪ Yeah ♪

-♪ Yeah ♪
-♪ Fine ♪

-♪ Make my mamma turn another blind ♪
-♪ Eye ♪

BOTH: ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-ay ♪

♪ I've left better behind
I'll be fine ♪

Did your sluts leave?

PATRICK: Tom had quite a night.

She kept telling me I was evil.

Over and over and over.

Yeah, I know. Yeah, I could hear it.

It was terrifying.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

I promise I didn't do anything bad.

-Patrick?
-He was hot, yeah?

No, I couldn't look past the bandana.

It was all right, wasn't it?

It was, like, ironic.

Tom, what could the irony in a bandana be?

That he's wearing it even though
he isn't undergoing chemotherapy?

-The guy was an idiot.
-Well, I liked the bandana boy.

Okay, I'm gonna make some tea.
Do you guys want some tea?

-Yes.
-PATRICK: Nah.

I'm gonna go back to sleep.

Okay.

(DOOR SHUTS)

I thought you were making tea.

I'm not making tea for just you and me.
That's ridiculous.

Of course.

My Josh is gay and he says
that Oprah isn't good for people

because she keeps telling
everyone they can be better

and they probably
can't be better, can they?

He says that everybody seems to think

it's really good to be aspirational

but what we need is more people
to believe that it's really good

just to be satisfied
and he thinks that that's what's wrong

and he blames Oprah for that.

I mean, I don't blame Oprah for that.

I mean, it must be really hard
to do what she did

while she was struggling
with those weight issues.

I think she probably
had a thyroid problem.

Well... (LAUGHS)
Why are we talking about Oprah?

I mean, she's finished now, isn't she?

It's all Ellen now.

Oh, do you know I can't watch
that much dancing.

He loves Ellen, loves her.

It's 'cause he's gay. (CHUCKLES)

You know I think what the problem is?

I think everyone is scared of living.

Like, they're scared of their bodies

and they're scared of what people that
they don't care about might think of them.

And because they're scared
they consume stuff.

And then because of that,
the environment's got no chance

and then, like, you know, the polar bears.

Those polar bears
have got no chance, the poor things.

Everybody's just a stupid,
whining, little bitch.

Scared that cake will make them fat
and they're scared of...

(LAUGHING) Gluten!

(LAUGHS) Fuck, they're scared of bread.

(CONTINUES LAUGHING)
And peanuts! What is that?

Peanuts, it's ludicrous.

The world's gone completely mad.

And they're scared of sex.

They're scared that people
might think they're a slut

or they're gonna get gonorrhoea
and they're scared of love

because they think,
"Oh, somebody's going to break my heart."

Or they're gonna break
somebody else's heart.

Oh, that's pretty deep, isn't it?

It's just that
everyone's terrified, all the time.

It's just... I mean,
I'm not terrified, it's not me.

I'm just... I'm fine, look I'm really...

In fact, I'm really good, I'm really good.

It's great to be me,
warts and farts and all.

It's really satisfying.

It's good to be you too, you know?

Can I get a green tea?

-Yeah, yeah.
-(RATTLING)

JOSH: Hey, hey, hey, hey, guys.

Ah! Josh.

-(LAUGHS)
-Hey, hey, hey.

G'day.

-G'day.
-Josh.

Hey, little lady.

-You want to pick her up?
-Hey.

Oh, no, no, no, that's all right.

I'm good, I'm fine over here.

No, no, no, pick her up. Pick her up.

No, I don't trust myself with her,
I'm scared I'll break her.

You can't break them, Josh.

I drop her all the time, Josh.

Go on, pick her up.

I'm just intimidated by, like,
her blank, judgemental face.

-Oh, rubbish.
-She is your sister.

She loves you. "I love you, Josh."

All right, here we go. Are you ready?

-Hey.
-MAE: Come here.

-Bend down. Yay!
-Oh.

Oh.

(MAE AND ALAN LAUGHING)

Hey.

Do you have the brain capacity
to understand love?

Ooh!

-Oh, jeez.
-Is that enough?

-(GRACE GROANS)
-Are we done now?

I have to feed her, anyway.

Where are you gonna do that?

I'm going into the restroom, okay?

Yeah, do you need a hand?

What exactly is your plan
to help me breastfeed, Alan?

-You still at uni?
-Yeah.

(CHUCKLES) Why wouldn't I be?

I don't know,
you don't tell me much any more.

Yeah, that's not a new thing.

Josh, erm, look, I just wanted
to talk today about Grace.

Okay.

Her being here doesn't change
anything between us.

-Yeah.
-Hmm.

Where is this coming from?

It's just that... I just want you to know
that, you know, we can still hang out.

I'm still available,

-I'm still your dad, okay?
-(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHS) Okay, yeah.

Hanging out
the exact same amount, all right.

Any time we're not hanging out,
that's not Grace's fault.

I know, but I just
don't want you getting jealous.

(LAUGHS)

I can't imagine...

Okay, you obviously
don't want to talk about it.

All right, no, it's all right.
It's all right.

-Erm, have you found a job?
-Nah, I'm studying.

-You've been studying for five years.
-Yeah, I changed courses.

I'm not even sure what a degree
in Creative Industries

actually qualifies you for.

-(CHUCKLING)
-Like, which creative industry?

Film, design, dance?

All of them, any of them, you know.

-It's a multi-skilled course.
-I've never seen you dance.

Well, that's a shame
because I'm very graceful.

I'm a beautiful dancer.

Have you been seeing your mum?

-Yeah, heaps.
-How is she?

Good. Yeah, I mean, you know...

She doesn't have any friends
or hobbies or purpose,

but other than that,
you know, she's good.

Why aren't you more
involved with your sister?

Oh, wow, I mean, you really have, like,

-quite a list of things to talk about.
-Come on.

Get involved, get involved.

I don't know how to interact
with her at the moment, all right?

I'll get involved
when she has more to offer.

-Really, when will that be?
-Ah, when she's 16.

When she needs someone
to buy her alcohol, I guess...

...and some vodka.

-You're gonna babysit.
-I'm gonna what, now?

-Babysit.
-Oh, no.

I mean, that's a bad idea, isn't it?

-No, it's a good idea.
-No, I don't have the skills.

It'll be good for you,
you need some responsibility.

Shit for Grace, though. Is that a problem?

-No?
-You're doing it.

I'm not doing it.
I don't need responsibility.

I don't need baby responsibility.

That's not my choice, that's your choice.

-Shut up, Mae's coming.
-What sort of choice?

Shh.

MAE: So are you going to babysit?

-I need a night out, Josh, please?
-Yeah, of course.

I mean, anything for you, Mae.

I don't think I've ever
been in a room with a baby

and no adults before.

-Aw, she's so cute.
-Is she?

I just can't get my head around
the fact that I could make a child.

Yeah.

Every time I look at my sperm,
it doesn't seem that magical.

Do you know what I mean?
It never looks that impressive.

I think at best,
mine would make a Tamagotchi.

I can't wait to be a dad.

I just don't think I love her
as much as I'm meant to love her.

-She's your sister.
-Hmm...

She doesn't look like my sister.

-(KNOCKING)
-(BARKING)

Hi, guys.

ALL: Hey.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Aw! (CHUCKLES)

-Josh, is that your sister?
-Kind of.

Oh, my God. Oh, she's so cute. I want one.

Don't you guys just want one?

ALL: No.

Yeah, you do.

You said, "I want to be a dad."

(MIMICKING NIAMH) "She's so cute."

(MIMICKING TOM) "She's so cute."

Okay, we're gonna go to my room.

Oh, no, no, no, wait, wait, wait.

I've got a surprise. Hang on.

I'll be one moment.

(SOFTLY) Who's that baby?

-(MOBILE PHONE CHIMES)
-We're just friends.

I told her I don't want a girlfriend.

Oh, God, no, we know this is awful.

I told her, it's her choice.

No, you know she's in love with you

and that her love-feelings stop her
from making reasonable choices.

Like, every time you
finish having sex with her,

she definitely just feels sad.

Are you okay with that?

-(MOBILE PHONE CONTINUES CHIMING)
-That your sex makes her feel sad?

Sex is meant to make people feel,
like, quite nice.

I'm not responsible for her decisions.

If Claire had broken up with you,

you would have agreed to anything to have
sex with her again one last time.

Can we not talk about Claire
breaking up with Tom again, please?

No one broke up with anyone.
She just got a job in Germany, okay?

Okay.

Niamh's fine, trust me, I know her.

It's just so grim.

(MAE AND ALAN LAUGHING)

Oh, I'd like to see the wine list.

Er, are we drinking?

Yes, we need alcohol.

Champagne, lots of champagne.

Erm, do we need lots, Mae?

I didn't spend all day on the breast pump

so we can come out and not get drunk.

I know, but what if there's
a problem with Josh and Grace?

Maybe I should stay sober.

I am going to order
a bottle of champagne.

Josh is not an idiot

and I have not been able to fit
into this dress for almost a year.

-Well argued.
-Cheapest bottle of champagne.

Yeah, and we're gonna need some oysters.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Are you ready?

-Yeah.
-Come in.

TOM: Oh, my God.

You built a fort.

Do you like it?

It's amazing.

Go in. Come on, come in.

-How was work?
-It was good, yeah.

JOSH: Did you know that if a cat
has a deformed baby

then the mum eats the baby?

Isn't that crazy?

I just don't know why people
let cats into their house.

-Fucking crazy, man.
-(MOBILE PHONE CHIMES)

That is fucking crazy.

Could you just move just
a little bit more outside the door?

There's no smoke getting in.

Smoking in front of the baby
seems very crass though, doesn't it?

Don't throw it on the ground.
That's illegal drugs.

I think I might
invite this boy over.

Oh, good for you, yeah.

Another... Another win.

What? What's wrong?

Just scared that we're gonna
get stuff on Josh's cushions.

(CHUCKLES) We'll just throw them out.

(GRUNTING)

Here, that one.

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

What? What's wrong?

Er, it's just really...

It's really hurting my knees.

-NIAMH: Right.
-(EXHALES)

Can we just go on the bed?

-Er, yeah. Yeah, we can.
-Is that all right?

-Yeah, that's fine.
-You sure?

-Yeah, just... It's fine. Go, go.
-(GRUNTING)

(JOHN BARKING)

Josh.

Hey.

-Is that a portrait of your dog?
-Yeah.

Is it true that those dogs
at the airport are addicted to drugs

and are always looking for their next hit?

Yes...

Yep, they're addicted to drugs.

To all of the drugs.

Also, erm, exotic fruit.

-Come on.
-Okay.

Just can't get enough persimmon.

I'll see you.

-Cool baby.
-Thank you.

Mango, passion fruit, meth.

Kumquats.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

(LAUGHING)

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

ALL: ♪ Happy birthday, dear ♪

(MUMBLING)

(LAUGHS)

WAITER: ♪ Happy birthday...♪

(WHISPERING) It's not my birthday, Alan.

(PEOPLE CLAP)

Thank you, thank you.

(LAUGHING)

Oi!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Oh, no.

Oh, Gracie.

Oh, why did I look?

I knew, didn't I?

I knew.

What am I gonna do?

What are we gonna do?

Hey.

Okay, yeah.

Oh, okay.

(GRACE COOS)

Is it weird for you,
having to see you brother naked?

You must get pretty sick
of people doing weird stuff

in front of you all the time,

just 'cause they think
you won't remember.

-I mean, you must remember, right?
-(SHOWER RUNNING)

Otherwise you wouldn't
ever learn anything.

Okay, here's the plan.

I'm gonna try not to look grossed out

while I take your pants off, okay,

because that feels like the beginning
of you having body issues, right?

If everyone for the first two years
of your life looks disgusted

every time they take your pants off.

I mean, that's pretty fucked, right?

Okay.

Oh, wowser! That is disgusting, isn't it?

That is... That is awful.

That is... Hey, but that's all right.
I'm disgusting too.

You know, we're all...
We're all disgusting.

Everybody poops, hey!

What a good little girl.

That's a good life lesson, yeah.

Everyone's disgusting.

(TOM AND NIAMH GRUNT)

I'll get you a towel.

(CHUCKLES)

Such a gentleman.

It's a bit damp but it's okay.

NIAMH: Thanks.

(SIGHS)

Did you know that if a cat's mum
has a deformed baby,

it would just eat that baby?

I definitely would've been eaten
if I was a cat.

I threw up non-stop
for four weeks when I was a baby.

How romantic.

-Hey.
-Hmm?

You're all right with us having sex, yeah?

Well, yeah, it's fun.

Well, you know I'm not looking
for a relationship at the moment.

Yeah.

I'm just... I'm just not really
ready for it after Claire.

Yeah. Yeah, I know, Tom.
It's... It's fine.

Okay.

Good.

Hey. Ooh.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON THE RADIO)

BOTH: (SINGING ALONG)
♪ Whatever I said whatever I did ♪

- ♪I didn't mean it ♪
- ♪ I just want you back for good ♪

-♪ Want you back ♪
- ♪ I want you back ♪

BOTH:
♪ I want you back for good ♪

(SINGING ALONG) ♪ Whatever I'm from ♪

♪ Just give me the song
and I will sing it ♪

♪ I'll be right and understood ♪

♪ Want you back ♪

♪ I just want you back for good ♪

-(GRACE CRYING)
-(PIANO PLAYING)

-Hey, now.
(GRACE COOING)

-We're all right.
-Is that your baby?

(CHUCKLES) No, it's my sister.

Oh, my God, Patrick, when we were
in the shower, she sucked my nipple.

I'm pretty sure she thinks I'm her mum.

That's fucking awesome.

-Pretty good, right?
-That's gross.

(JOHN BARKING)

-You done with the shower?
-Oh, yeah, there's no hot water.

Wow, this is adorable.

Oh, thank God.

-Hey, guys.
-(MAE EXCLAIMS)

(CHUCKLING) Aw, Mae, look.

I told you you could look after her.

-You are not a retard, Josh.
-JOSH: (CHUCKLES) Hey, yeah.

JOSH: That's not a word
you're allowed to say.

Was everything okay?

Yeah, fine, I didn't know what to do
when she pooped, so we had a shower.

-Google said it was fine, okay.
-MAE: I dress her for you.

Okay.

You have made me so proud tonight, son.

So, so, so proud.

(CHUCKLES) Okay, thanks.

Okay.

Oh, you've... You're having a party.

No, it's not a party, it's just
two guests at the same time.

-That's not a party.
-It smells like marijuana.

No, it doesn't. You don't know
what marijuana smells like.

-Hey, Alan.
-Hey, Niamh.

-Your daughter is so beautiful.
-(RAPID KNOCKING)

-She looks so like Josh, don't you think?
-(JOHN BARKING)

Oh, yeah...

-Oh, Mum! Hi.
-Ta-da! (LAUGHS)

Yep. Wow!

Can you believe how hot I look?

Yeah. Wow, your hair and this puppy.

Just look.

Oh, yeah, yeah, I've called him
Velvet 'cause he's so soft.

-You know, touch him, touch him.
-Hello. Hey, buddy.

Now Josh, I've had a makeover
and there's just new beginnings.

Just, oh, new beginnings!

-Dad and Mae are here.
-Oh, terrific!

Oh, love you, okay?

I am in love with you.

Hi, everybody!

Oh, terrific, hello!

-Oh, hi, Mae!
-Mum bought a puppy, huh?

Oh, I have got to go to the loo,
I'm gonna piss my pants.

TOM: Can I touch it? I wanna touch it.

-Let's get out of here.
-Is she okay?

Yeah, she's fine,
let's just take Grace and go.

What do you think she's gonna do to Grace?

I don't know, I just wanna go.

TOM: That was quick.

Tom, it was false alarm.

That was your fault, Josh.
Pregnancy buggers your bladder.

It's completely ruined, even now.
You finding that, Mae?

Ruins everything.

(LAUGHS) Of course it does.

I'm gonna go. Gimme a call later, okay?

No, no, no, no, don't go, no, no,
don't go, please.

I've got something to say to everybody.

Ooh. Who are you?

I'm Patrick's friend.

-Oh, right. Boyfriends?
-No, no.

Oh, well, how long
have you known each other?

-Okay, Mum.
-Oh, yeah, no, I got it.

I got it, I got it.

Okay, guys, I think maybe it's time
for everyone to go, yeah?

Me and Mum are gonna hang out.
Maybe we can wrap this up.

No... Er, why are you dressed...

What sort of party are we having?

JOSH: No, it's not a party, is it?

It's just two guests at the same time,

some of the guests in towels.

And you're bristling
because Patrick's got a boy here.

No.

Yeah, and because you're really
in love with Patrick, yeah?

No, I'm not in love with...
I'm not in love with you. All right?

(GASPS) Oh, Gracie, oh, Gracie.

-You cute little dim sum-jum-jum...
-Okay... Okay.

Actually, Rose, we were just leaving.

Oh, no, no, I have got something to say.

I have had a breakthrough.

-Oh, Niamh!
-Hey, Rose.

Are you still in this group?

I like your hair, Rose.

Oh, well, your opinion doesn't
really mean that much to me, but...

(WHISPERING) Are you still
going out with her?

-Sort of.
-Not really.

Oh, Niamh, I have to say,
I admire your perseverance.

-(CHUCKLING)
-ALAN: Rose!

What did you want to tell us?

Oh! Yes, look, erm...

Look, the other day,
I saw a dog get run over

and, er, the weight of the tyres
made its head pop.

Like, I saw that.
I saw the head pop like... That.

And everyone was crying
and I knew it was sad,

but I couldn't do anything
because the drugs I'm on

are making me not feel anything at all.

And I mean, of course, I knew it was sad,

but I couldn't feel anything
and that's not right, is it, Joshy?

-No.
-So...

(CLAPS)

I have quit the drugs.

-(GRACE CRYING)
-And I feel better than ever.

It's just... I didn't know...
Can you see how hot I look? My God.

So I just wanted to come round
and tell everybody.

Oh, Gracie, I'm sorry.

(BREATHLESSLY) I just wanted
to tell you all that

you don't have
to worry about me any more.

It's all gonna be okay.

(GRACIE CONTINUES CRYING)

Okay.