All language subtitles for Ramy.S02E09_English

[Limp Bizkit's
"Break Stuff" playing]

SINGER:
It's just one of those days

Where you don't want
to wake up

Everything is fucked,
everybody sucks

You don't really know why,
but you want to justify

Ripping someone's head off

No human contact

And if you interact

Your life is on contract

Your best bet is to stay away
motherfucker

It's just one of those days

It's all about the he says,
she says bullshit

I think you better quit
letting it slip

Or you'll be leaving
with a fat lip

It's all about the he says,
she says bullshit

♪ I think you better quit
talking that shit

It's just one of those days,
feeling like a freight train

First one to complain
leaves with a blood stain

Damn right,
I'm a maniac

You better watch your back

'Cause I'm fucking up
your��

[door creaks open]

[upbeat music]

� Women my age,
they've given up, you know?

They look tired,
like they need more water.

You can see it in their face.

[chuckles]
It's amazing, you know?

Sitting here with you,

so energetic, young,
and yet very mature.

You look like you traveled
the whole world.

AISHA: I do love to travel,
actually.

I'm just trying to figure out
career stuff first.

I was thinking about
getting into jewelry design.

I��I made these with my sister.

We have an Etsy.

� It's cute.

� That's why my uncle
put me in touch with you.

I��I didn't realize
we'd be going

to such a fancy restaurant.

Um, I was actually curious

if you had any
openings or advice.

NASEEM:
Of course, habibti.

Your uncle is a very good man.

It's a shame his limo business
will not survive with Uber.

What do you think?
Maybe two more months?

[laughs]
I would love

to give you a job at my store,

but [speaking Arabic],

it's a very small store.

It only fit two people,
you know?

I had to give
the job to my nephew.

Family, you know?

� Just any tips
on how to get started

would be great.

� Maybe I'll fire him.

I'll consider it

to make an opening for you.

� Uh, thank you for dinner.

I actually have to get up
pretty early, so��

� Habibti,
I don't mean to let you down,

but I think this is where
the night should end.

I feel the connection,
and I know you feel it, too,

but I couldn't possibly
so soon.

Maybe we should just
keep getting

to know each other,
you know?

But you're not ready for this.

You will know
when the time is right.

� Yeah, um...

[both speaking Arabic]

Salam.
� Salam, [speaks Arabic].

[indistinct chatter,
water dripping]

� Hey, you?
You see a guy come in here?

He's a Mexican like you
without the beard.

TRAINER: I don't think so.
� He's usually here.

� Maybe your days are mixed up.

NASEEM: I know the days.

For years, the same day.
Do I look stupid?

� Do you need a spotter?

You know we got in�house
trainers for that.

� You need a session, bro?

� You skipped leg day.
Got to watch out.

You know, you get strong
from lifting all the boxes,

but then you get
the chicken legs underneath.

� My brother died.

� I'm sorry for you loss.

� Yeah.

� I have a sister.

I'd be very upset
if something happened to her,

of course.

� I told him I was gay,
and he died.

I mean, he didn't die
because I told him I was gay.

Because of cancer.

I wasn't shocked, you know?
We knew it was coming.

But I was glad I was able
to tell him who I am, you know?

Like, imagine he��he died
without knowing?

It was like

when I admitted it to him,

I��I was able to really
admit it to myself.

And then I was like...

"What are you and I doing?"

� What do you mean?
We're working out.

Look,
I'm sorry about your brother.

I'm sure he's in heaven,

if you have that in Mexico.

� I can't work out
with you anymore.

Look, if you want to see me,
and I hope you do,

we could see
each other for real,

spend some time together.

� Don't work out,
you'll get fat.

� You could come to my house
this weekend for dinner,

making it easy,
nothing public.

� I'm going to the Kinko's
on Seventh.

Have a nice life.

� Good fucking luck
with that Kinko's.

Two stars on Yelp.

[line trilling]

YASSIR:
Hi, you've reached Yassir.

I'm not available,
but I'll call you back.

Leave a message.
[machine beeps]

� Yassir.

[pulsing club music]

[St. Vincent's
"Fast Slow Disco" playing]

SINGER:
I sway in place

To a slow disco

And a glass for the saints

And a bow for the road

Am I thinking

What everybody's thinking?

And I'm so glad I came

But I can't wait to leave

Slip my hand from your hand

Leave you dancing
with a ghost

[music grows distant]

� You know I read that we only
have, like, nine months

to do something
about the climate

before the problem
is irreversible.

� Maybe we should
start recycling.

� Yeah, I think we should.

� I never did it
because it seemed too hard

to raise the kids
and recycle at the same time.

Maybe this is our fault.

� What does recycling
have to do with the climate?

� I don't know.
I thought it made it better.

� No, it's bullshit.

You take a small can,
you put it in the garbage,

you make another one, huh?
It's a hoax.

The government doesn't put
their hands in the garbage.

They're trying to distract us.

� Distract us from what,
Naseem?

Where is the hoax?

� You know what?
Keep eating, Naseem.

Your brain is acting up
because you were hungry.

You have a big body.
It needs energy.

� [laughs]

[continues laughing]

I guess you have the money now
to pay me back

for it to become your house.

� Did I mention the other bill

that Maysa brings me
to help her out with?

Oh, hmm.

She didn't tell you about that,
hmm?

I guess you can thank me
every time you take a shower

because I pay the water bill.

� Look.

The Earth is melting.

The science is correct,

and we can do
something about it.

[knocking at door]

NASEEM: Salam, [speaking Arabic]

� Naseem.

� I was in the neighborhood.

I��I left a message
for Yassir a few days ago.

I didn't hear from him,
so hey,

I thought I'd say hi!

Hi.

I'm sorry, if it's a bad time,
I will��

� No. No, no, no.

Wow.

How are you?
Where have you been?

Yassir!
Habibi!

I'm sorry.
I'm just surprised.

It's been a while, right?

NASEEM: Yes.

Hey, old friend.

I was in the neighborhood,
and...

� [speaking Arabic], Naseem.

Uh, join us for dinner.

� Yeah, come in.
Come in.

Mona, do you remember
your Uncle Naseem?

Can you say hi to him?

� Uncle Naseem, hi!

NASEEM: [laughs]

Hi, habibti.

Hi.

� Hi.

NAJLA: Wow, Naseem.
[laughs]

You still have
a young man's appetite, huh?

� It's your cooking.
It brings it up, huh?

� Well, let us know
next time before you come.

I'll make enough
for you to take home.

Mona, let me tell you a story
about your Uncle Naseem.

Look at my ring.

Three days before our wedding,

your dad was so stressed

because he still hadn't picked
out a wedding ring for me.

And then, like a miracle
from the heavens,

he got a package
on his doorstep

from your Uncle Naseem.

� I was thankful
to have a friend

in the diamond district.

NAJLA: I just wish
you had made it to the wedding.

NASEEM: Yes, habibti.

I remember.
I had to fly international.

I was stuck in Africa.

You know, I like to see my guys
direct, you know?

I was delayed.
[chuckles]

Every time I see your mother,

I have to explain
the same story.

[laughter]

� You know, I tried to get
your Uncle Naseem

to get to know your Aunt Nadia.

� Here we go again.

� She won't let it go.

� He took her out twice,
and didn't call her again.

Anyway,

I'll let you guys catch up.

Can't stay up all night
with the boys.

[speaking Arabic]

Let's go to bed, huh?

� Good to see you, Najla.

NAJLA: You, too, Naseem.

YASSIR: I'll see you upstairs
in a bit, habibti.

NASEEM:
It's good to see you, man.

� [laughs]

� [laughs]

[both laughing]

[sighs]

� Shukran, Naseem.

[knocks at door]

� Hi.

� It's from a halal Domino's,
so...

I know the owner.

� You know,
there's better pizza places

in New York than Domino's.

� Classic New York.

Domino's is just Domino's.

It's not really pizza.
It's got its own taste.

NASEEM: [laughs]

That should be their ad,
you know?

"It's not pizza.
It's Domino's."

[both laughing]

Not pizza.

[TV plays faintly]

[grunts]

Fuck.

NASEEM: Don't move.

� I'm gonna go to the hospital.
Don't worry about it.

NASEEM:
No, I was a soldier in Cairo.

We did this all the time.

Besides, you go to a hospital,
you know, they fuck you.

They always
charge you more money.

It's like going to a mechanic,
you know, for an oil change,

and then they charge you
for a new transmission.

PACO: [groans]

NASEEM: There you go.

I'll get some cake.

� I don't want any cake.

[upbeat piano music]

SINGER: [singing in Arabic]

[disco music to the tune of
"I Will Survive"]