All language subtitles for The.Goodwin.Games.S01E06_English

Hi.

I'm Chloe.

I know, you're probably
thinking I'm a...

Narc?
Professor.

Exactly-- but I'm not.

I'm a freshman.

I just look slightly older
because I am.

Slightly.

That's cool.

My mom had a midlife
crisis thing, too.

Midlife crisis?

Shut your smooth little face.

And that's a stupid hat.

Bye, girls.

Can I join you?
Of course.

It's good to see another
person who was alive

during the Clinton
Administration.

Are you a professor?

Or are you a narc?

I think that girl
over there is holding.

No, I'm a professor--
astrophysics.

Why do you look so surprised?

Why do you look like no
astrophysics professor ever?

You really don't recognize me.

Oh, my God.

You're famous.

Oh, you do look familiar.

You're, um...

You're...

Uh...
Sorry, you're, uh...

it's your perfume.

Oh, my God, you're Ivan Owens
from the junior high math team.

Hi, Chloe.

But what happened?

You were like a
perfect storm of nerd.

You're too kind.

Hey, I went
to high school

with this guy--
you know what we used

to call him in gym class?
Please, please
don't do this.

Ivan the Terrible...

At Sports-- do you
remember why?

I was terrible at sports.
He was terrible
at sports.

And look at him now.

Can I just stop you
for a second?

Because, if you keep going,
I'm not gonna

want to say what I want to say,

and I've wanted to say it
for a long time.
What do you want to say?

Chloe Goodwin, would you like to
go get a drink with me sometime?

Sure.

Why not?

Hey, do you remember that sound

you used to make
when you would run?

It was like a wet wheeze.

It was like...

(wheezing)

Yeah, see,
now I regret it already.

* Oh, oh, oh...

* Oh, oh, oh

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

CHLOE:
So, uh,

What's with the guitar?

Well, as you know,

in my efforts to become
a responsible father,

I've given up my life

in crime, which only leaves

one viable source
of income left.

Which is...
A job.

Country music super stardom.

You're right, you're right.

One step at a time.
Work your way up to a job.

Henry, we've been over this.

Okay, you're
not gonna find

Jimmy Goodwin sitting
behind some desk,

especially one
of those roll-top things.

Actually, I was thinking
a drive-through window.

I think you'd look good
in a paper hat.

I do look good in a paper hat.
I know.

Come on, man, this music
thing's gonna pan out.

I have a paid gig tonight.

You have a paid gig?

At the Essonwall Bar.

Jimmy, that's great.

Are you still doing
the Johnny Cash thing

where you write songs
about all your various crimes?

I have to--
it's the only way

to purge these demons.

Even if it does get me into

the occasional
legal scrape or two.

* Late last night
a crime went down *

* Just off the interstate

* A man broke
into storage unit number 28 *

* And the items
that were stolen *

* They include the following

Hey, Lou, are we working
that case?
* A tennis racket

* A leather jacket and
a minibar, that was heavy *

* An ironing board,
an antique sword... *

We are working that case.

Let's grab him.

No, no, it's not a confession.

It's a... it's a song!

It's my art!

I might try out
some new songs tonight.

I've got this great one
in A-minor--

"Chloe, I Used Your Toothbrush."

Don't worry.

It's a different Chloe.

So, uh, how are things going
with your fiancée?

Are we ever gonna meet
this chick?

Eventually, yeah.

She's still really busy, though.

But at least she's getting

my texts now,
and that's a good thing.

Texts and other stuff,
right, Mr. Nasty Pants?

(cooing)

Hey, I'm having as close
to a physical relationship

with my fiancée as possible
under the circumstances,

which does mean

sending the occasional
boudoir photo.

Ew! Who does that?

It's Kate's thing--
she sends me a picture,

she gets mad if I don't
send her one back, so...

Look, it's just a little
harmless boudoir photo.

Please, stop
calling it that.

It sounds awful.

Did you ever send Lucinda

any of those boudoir shots?

Lucinda? No. First, you couldn't
text photos back then.

Plus, Lucinda,

she's a minister, you know?

Lucinda's a... Oh, God.

I just accidently
sent it to Lucinda.

What?
Boudoir photo.

You said "Lucinda,"
and I accidently

typed "Lucinda."
Oh, God.

Why do you keep
thinking that'll work?
Yeah.

I...
She's only four blocks away.

I can beat it.

Get out of my way.

(breathing heavily)

I beat it.
Already saw it.

Damn it!
And you, sir,

have held up nicely.

I'm sorry. Thank you.

Um, but I'm sorry--
it was just a...

it was a little boudoir
photography for my fiancée.

Yeah, that sounds awful
now that I hear it.

Yeah.
Look, long distance is hard.

I remember.
I mean, it's the reason
you and I broke up.

Yeah, there were bigger issues,
but yeah,

the long distance didn't help.

Bigger issues?

Like what?
Well,

there was the fact
that you weren't

in touch with your feelings.

You'd always come right up
to the edge of saying

how you really felt,
and then you'd just shut down.

Okay, fine, fine.

What about the fact

that... you know what?

It's not worth it.

And there it is.

Oh, give me a break, Reverend.

I'm not in touch
with my feelings?

When I came to you
and said,

"Long distance doesn't work,

we need to break up,"

do you remember
what you said?

You said, "Okay, fine."

Was there something else
you wanted to say?

Yes, I had a whole speech
prepared.

You had a speech?

Like you wrote something?
Yes, I wrote something.

Like a speech speech?

With, like, jokes?

Jokes? No, it wasn't
a wedding toast.

It was a breakup speech.

Did you quote Semisonic?

If I did, it's not in the song

that you think it was.

Was it "Closing Time"?

Can you just delete
the photo, please?

Not till I hear the speech.

Well, that's not
gonna happen, so...

Then I am hanging on

to your boudoir photography.

Woman of the cloth
holding my junk hostage.

(knock on door)

Hey, I'm headed to the bar.

Great. Me, too.

Um, while you're
headed there,

can you hand out flyers
on the way?

Um, okay.
Okay.

Hand them out to anyone--
especially hot girls.

Ow.

Or any kind of girls.

Ugly ones. Men.

"Note: All songs are fictional
and do not reflect real crimes

"and are not admissible
in any court of law,

especially the one
about the ski shop."

I better not hand these out.

(rustling nearby)

April, what are
you doing here?

Uh, I'm not at liberty
to say at this time.

(sighs) Something
about my dad's will?

Whatever.
I don't want to know.

More importantly,

do you remember Ivan Owens?

Of course I remember him--
he was my first crush.

He had the cutest allergies.

Wait-wait a minute--
you had a crush on Ivan?

Why didn't
you tell me?

I was your best friend.

When you like a boy,
you tell your best friend,

and then she helps you
get him through cunning

and trickery--
that's the code.

I was going to, but, um...

We stopped being best friends.

Kind of.

(clears throat)

April?

Do you want to come
to the bar with me?

Wow.

You-you look great.

This is my lucky night.

Oh, you have no idea.

Oh, look, it's April Cho.

Math team reunion.

You, buddy,
have a date tonight

with not one
but two hotties.

Also, I might have
to cut out early.

I'm gonna go get a drink.

(clears throat)

So, here we are.

All three of us.

A little weird.

I agree, it's
a little weird.

You both said "weird."

You have so much in common.

So, Chloe, you're
an actress now.

Ugh. Who wants to hear
about that?

Blah, blah, blah.

Glamour, excitement,
bored already.

April here

composes legal documents,

often... in triplicate.

IVAN:
You know, Chloe,

a lot's changed in Granby
since you left.

Have you walked down
by the water lately?

It's really pretty
at night.

That sounds so romantic.

The three of us
should totally do that later.

Although... (yawns)

I'm getting a little tired.

Do not let that keep
you two crazy kids

from a moonlight stroll,
though, all right?

Right? Right? Right?

I'm gonna go to
the restroom.

Okay.

Listen. I'm engaged
to a politician

who is currently running
for office.

If the press gets
a hold of it...

Just do the speech
and I'll delete it.

Come on, you pretty much
know what that speech was.

Okay, I'll take
a crack at it.

(clears throat)
"Lucinda,

"darling, Webster's
defines 'breakup'

"as something you do...
Breathtaking. Yes,
that's it exactly.

"...when your weak-ass,
lame-o girlfriend drops out...

"Lame-o"? Well, you've
captured my voice.

"...of med school
to become a minister.

"You can imagine what all
my douche-y doctor friends

"had to say at the yacht club.

It was rather embarrassing."

"Rather"? No, it was
hugely embarrassing.

(laughs)
Don't laugh.

What you did was nuts.

You would have
been a great doctor.

I mean, you would have
been a great internist.

I don't know if surgeon
was in your future.

Not everybody's blessed
with these babies.

You know what I mean?
Ow! Okay! Hey!

Careful.
(quietly):
Sorry.

(groans)
And then, one night,
you have this...

this religious epiphany,
and you threw it all away.

You left me
for another man.

A man named God.

I didn't leave you for God.

It's fine, you
have your type.

Isn't April great?

Yes, she's-she's wonderful.

I'm just... surprised

that you brought a date
to our date.

(sighs)

Look, Ivan,

I have to be
honest with you.

You and me can't happen.

I'm just not...

I'm sorry, I got a little lost

in your eyes there.

I'm not interested in you.

But April is amazing.

She's just the right
girl for you, trust me.

(chuckles)
Hey, well...

thanks for being honest.

Of course. Of course.

Ooh.

I'm gonna go get us some drinks.

Actually, I'm good.

I'll have a pitcher
of Granby Ale.

All right.

Why are you behind the bar?

Well, as an exclusive

contract entertainer
of the Essonwall Bar,

I am strongly encouraged

to volunteer
for one eight-hour shift

of backup bartending...

six days a week.

Jimmy Goodwin, you got a job.

So, who's that guy
that April was talking to?

Remember nerdy little

Ivan Owens?

Wait, that's Ivan Owens?

Wow, Ivan got hot.

Are he and April dating?

Hopefully.

I'm trying to set them up.

Wait. What? Why?
'Cause...

I did a lot of bad things
to April in high school,

and it's time I start
making up for it.

I think it's a really
good idea. Don't you?

No! It's a terrible idea.
Why?

Because...

you obviously want
to be with him.

You're wrong.
Come on, Chloe.

You know I'm right.

Well, maybe a little right.

But mostly you're wrong.

Hey, Henry.
Hey.

Did Lucinda see your dirty,
perverted picture?

First of all,
it's a fun shot, okay?

I'm holding a tennis racquet.

And yes, she saw it.
She won't delete it.

It's a long story.
It has to do with our breakup.

I'll never forget that night.

Oh, my God.
What's wrong?

Lucinda and I broke up.

I just always thought she was

the girl I was gonna marry,
you know?

You know what?
To hell with her.

She's a dummy.
There, I said it.

She's a dumb dummy.

Thanks, Jimmy.

Yeah. Screw Lucinda.
You could do so much better.

Thanks.

Yeah, I think...

I think that's partly why
I broke up with her.

Wait. You broke up with her?

Yeah.
Jimmy, hold him.

What?

She... was... the... love...
of... your... life!

And she still is!

Uh-oh.

I got to go.
Okay.

I can't let you go
till Chloe says so.

She's not gonna say so.

Well, come on.
Let's go cut some limes.

I don't want to...
Oh, all right.

Hey! Where's Ivan?

His sinuses were
going crazy,

so he's in the bathroom
Neti-Potting.

Uh, look, you don't
need to do this.

I am not going
out with Ivan.

What? No!

What, do you have,
like, a boyfriend?

No. I...

Exactly.
So, come here.
Oh, God.

You're lucky I don't
have my pepper spray.

Hey, April, you have
to let me do this for you.

I need to show you that I
don't always put myself first.

That's sweet of you.
Thank you.

Okay, so I'm gonna leave
the two of you alone.

Good luck.

Just a little bit more.

Untie, open that up,
open it up. Smile.

Okay, $1,000 made
out to the church.

Use it for whatever you want:
vibrating massage pews,

pizza for everyone
after the service.

It doesn't matter.
Will that cover it?

Thank you
for your generous support.

Of course.

Deleted.

Thank you.

And look, who remembers what was
in that speech anyway?

It was so long ago.
Whatever was

bugging me then,
I'm completely over it.

Well, that's good to hear.

Hey, so we're good.

Sure, Henry.

We're good.
Oh, good.

We're not good.

Hey, Chloe.

Hey! So how about that April?

Someone sure has blossomed
since math league.

And if X equals the number
of buttons you remember

being buttoned on her blouse,

spoiler alert--
it's now X minus 2.

Chloe, I'm here to see you.

I know, but April...
Listen, let me just say this.

I named a star after you.

It's a star that
I discovered.

It's not a big deal.
There's a lot of stars,

and guys like me discover
new ones all the time.

But I just wanted you to
know that it's up there.

It's roughly in the
vicinity of Orion's Belt.

And it's a blue
super giant.

It's called Chloe.

You are kidding me
with this.

(April clears throat)

(gasps)

You two should date.

I am just gonna
get my purse,

and then I will leave
you two alone.

April, I'm sorry!
You are unbelievable.

It took you all of
three minutes to go from

"I want to be a good bestie"

to letting him make you
his asthma inhaler.

Good night.
April!

JIMMY:
And good evening, everybody.

Uh, the show's about to begin.

You guys sit down.
Sit down, everyone.

My name is Jimmy Goodwin,
and I'm here to entertain you

as well as purge
some of my demons.

This first song is called

"My Daddy Has
a Sexy Estate Lawyer."

What?

* My Daddy has a lawyer
and I see her every day *

* She's got the same first name
as a month *

* That isn't June or May

* When I first spied her
in her business suit *

* Well, I said, "Dang!"

* She's one of two
Asian-American girls in Granby *

* And it isn't Laura Chang

* Although I slept
with Laura, too *

* About three years ago

Wait, is he...?
No! Of course not! No!

Are you...?
No!

* Oh, yes, oh, yes, oh, yes

* We broke society's taboos

* I kissed her with my mouth
while my sister took a snooze *

* Finally we did it
on the desk *

* But I didn't want Chloe
to know *

* When Chloe knocked on my door
this evening *

* She snuck out the window

Especially hot girls.

Ow.

(gasps)

April?

Uh...
What are you doing here?

* We've done it at least
three times tonight *

* It's kind of crazy, I guess

(chuckling):
Is this song about you?

(sobbing):
No! No.

* If my brother
and sister found out *

* Into a rage they'd slip

* Especially my sister

* Since April's kind of been
giving her a guilt trip *

* But April's one to talk,
not that her name is April *

* Okay, her name is April,
full name April Cho *

* She's a prominent
local attorney *

* With whom I'm
currently sleeping *

* Here's a list of positions
we've tried... *

Stop singing!

Do you guys want to move on
to another bar?

Okay, you seem upset.

Why don't you write me
a prescription?

All right, well,
there are some

fast-acting
antidepressants that I...

You broke my heart, Henry.
You did.

It was forever ago,
and I forgive you,

but you did break
my heart.

And, yes, my career path
took a sudden left turn,

but I wanted us to take
that journey together.

Don't you understand that?

No, I don't understand that.

One minute, we're on the
same page about everything,

and the next-- boom-- flashes
of light, heavenly chorus,

it's like you're...
you're heading off

to a party that I'm
not even invited to.

Look, I'm glad that you heard
the divine call-- it's great--

but I didn't hear it.

Whatever it is
inside of you

that makes you
able to feel that,

I didn't get
that part, okay?

I'm lacking in that way.

And no matter how much
we love each other,

that's always gonna
be a problem for us

for the rest
of our lives.

Unless we do something
about it right now.

After New Year's, you're
gonna head back to Chicago,

and I'm gonna head
back to Boston,

and we will finally start

to live these lives that
we're supposed to be living.

Okay? We just won't be
living them together.

It's closing time, Lu.

Every new
beginning comes

from some other
beginning's end.

That was the speech.

I memorized it.

Well... you were right.

It's a good thing
you didn't say that to me.

Because, if you had,
I never would have let you go.

And then we'd probably still be
together to this day,

just driving each other crazy.

We'd be miserable, wouldn't we?

Completely miserable.
Well, it's a good
thing I didn't say it.

Yeah. Good thing.

All right, fine.

I'll delete the photo for real.

Oh, you son of a bitch.
(laughs)

You know what?
You should keep it.

It's a fun shot.
It's fine.
No, I don't need it.

I understand. I'm already
burned into your memory.

Okay, I can explain.

Oh, no, no, no,
sweetie,

you don't have
to explain anything.

That song
was very, very explicit.

You said you don't
have a boyfriend.

I don't have a boyfriend.

Jimmy is just some guy
that I'm trying really hard

not to sleep with--
unsuccessfully.

Gross. So what about Ivan?

He's all beefy and chiseled now.

And, um, I like 'em
a little squishy.

Oh, God, I am sleeping
with Jimmy Goodwin.

Again, gross.

And he wrote a song about me.

(laughs)

He wrote a song about me.

Oh, no, this is a huge mistake.

Okay, it's done.
It's over.

No more.
The ethical issues alone.

I mean, if Henry
ever found out...

Oh, God, Henry
cannot find out.

Relax, Henry
is not gonna find out.

The only people
who heard that song

were the people in the bar,

and that's only, like,
80% of the town.

Okay.

Um, as far as
the whole Ivan thing goes,

whatever you decide
is okay with me.

I should go.

Hi.

Um, do you remember
that thing

that we were
doing earlier?

Would you please
make out with me again?

Oh, okay.

Is my perfume gonna bother you?

No, I, uh... I took a very
powerful antihistamine,

non-drowsy formula.

I finally gave her
the speech.

Only 12 years late.

I think it's the thing
I needed all this time

to truly be over her.

And now... I'm over her.

JIMMY:
Sure are, buddy,

for how much you're
talking about it.

Yeah, it really
sounds like it.

April.

Oh, hi.

I was in the
neighborhood,

so I thought I'd
say good night.

So, good night! Whew.

ALL:
Good night.

Oh, look, you can see Orion
from here.

What? No.

You are so wrong.

You can't see Orion
this time of year.

Everybody knows that.

Last time-- I swear.

So that is not Orion.
That's Ursa Major.

And then there's Cassiopeia.
Oh, the Little Dipper.

Right there's the Little Dipper.
See it?

Oh, well, I am exhausted.

Hi, Chloe.