All language subtitles for B Positive s01e11 Recessive Gina.eng

And inhale... and exhale.

Okay, great.

How's the exercise going?

Well, that whole inhale/exhale
thing knocked me for a loop,

but I did take the stairs
up here from the parking garage.

I'm on the second floor.

I know. I'm not finished.

I still have to go back down.

You can get dressed.

Ah, so it looks like

your donor passed
her psych eval.

I am as shocked as you are.

Well, everything is
looking great.

We're just about ready to
schedule your surgery.

Really? Oh, that's fantastic.

There is one thing.No, no!

You cannot build up my hopes

and then yank the rug
out from under me.

See, you do this, Doctor.

You do this all the time,
and I'm sick of it.

We just need Gina's
medical history

on her father's side.

I believe I owe you
an apology.

I should have let you finish.

[sighs]
The thing is, uh,

Gina's father passed away.

Can we still schedule it
without it?

Absolutely.All right!

But I wouldn't advise it.You son of a bitch!

She'll be living
with one kidney.

If there's any history
of kidney stones or clots

or anything else, she'll be
putting herself at risk.

Okay, yes, got it.

I will make sure
she gets the records.

Thanks, you son of a bitch.

I'm glad we can
laugh about that.

Yeah.

Okay, gotta hit the stairs.

My father died
like 20 years ago.

I don't have his
medical records.

I mean, I guess I could
make them up, like I do

my Social Security number.

No. The-the doctor said
there could be

serious health complications.

And you should really stop using

one-two-three-four-
five-six-seven-eight-nine.

Just tell them that
my dad was a jerk

but he was incredibly healthy.

You just said he died young.

He got hit by a train.

At that point, nobody cares
about your cholesterol level.

Can you at least try
to track down his doctor

or talk to some relatives?

There's my stepmom Charlene,

but, mm, I haven't talked
to her forever.

How come?

I'm afraid my hands will
end up wrapped around her neck

choking the life out of her.

You know, like families do.

Come on, Cannoli,
let's go for a walk.

Well, can you please
just call her?

I mean, if something
happened to you,

I could never forgive myself.

Oh, I'll be fine.

I don't like to talk about it,

but my life is kind of charmed.

Do you know how many
home pregnancy tests I've taken?

And guess what,

I don't see any babies.

♪ The more you give ♪ The more you give♪

♪ The more you live ♪ The more you live♪

♪ Your happiness is relative ♪ Happiness♪

♪ But if you're feeling
like crap ♪

♪ It's time to face the fact

♪ It's your prerogative

♪ Your prerogative♪

♪ To be positive.

Gina can't do the surgery
without those records.

There are too many unknowns.I know.

But she refuses to talk
to her stepmother.

If she signs the waiver
for the surgery

and something happens to her,

oh, I could end up killing her.

[laughs loudly]
Oh, my God.

That's hilarious.
[chuckles]

Sorry, I'm on a Zoom meeting
for work.

If Gina won't talk
to her stepmother,

I guess you could just
call off the surgery.

That is the stupidest idea
I've ever heard.

Yeah, that was for you.

You cannot pass up
a willing donor.ELI: I agree.

If she's willing to go through
with it, that's her decision.

She's an adult.

An adult whose e-mail is still

MrsJustinTimberlake143
@hotmail.com,

but hey, we all got our things.

Well, when she dies
because they didn't know

her medical history,

her husband Justin
can sing at her funeral.

"Bye Bye Bye."

I think Gideon and Jerry
are right.

Uh, I should probably
just call off the surgery.

If something happens to her,
I-I couldn't live with myself.

She's my friend now.
If I kill her,

I've killed half my friends.ELI: Oh, come on now.

Let's get real here.
What are the chances

of something really going wrong?

Actually...It doesn't matter.

It's not worth it.
Surgery's off.

Ugh, you are so stupid.

No, not you guys.

I'm at lunch
with a bunch of jack holes.

Not you guys.

I don't know why
I'm so surprised.

My daughter breaks my heart
all the time.

I'm so sorry, Norma.

And even though I know better,
I keep getting my hopes up

thinking things will change.

I'm so sorry, Norma.

Yeah, you already said that.
You work in an old folks' home.

Don't they train you
to console people?

Hey, Norma.

[mouthing words]

Oh, are you okay?

Her daughter canceled on her
for Family Weekend.

Again.I'm so sorr...

I am sure that Amy had
a very good reason.

Oh, she did.

Apparently, I wasn't
"there enough for her"

while she was growing up.

That according to her
very expensive therapist,

who I pay for, by the way,
because Amy has no insurance

because Amy has no job.

Which, apparently,
is my fault as well.

Screw her! I am sure that
you were a loving mother

who did the best you could.

Eh...

I'll tell you what,
me and you, girls' weekend.

Let's cash out your
Social Security in singles

and make it rain

at the strip club, hey.

Thank you. You're an angel.

Eh...

Gina?
Hey, Drew.

What are you doing here?I thought about it.

You have to get
your dad's medical records.

Oh, I already told you...Because if you don't,

I'm calling off the surgery.

Oh, you are lying.
I am not.

I would rather go back
on the donor list

than put your life
at greater risk.

And I won't take no
for an answer.

Are you serious?
I am.

Look, if something
happens to you...

It's just not worth it.
And that's that.

Drew, you would call
the whole thing off

to protect me?

Ugh. Okay.

I will call my stepmom
and get the records.

Really?
Yeah.

Good.

Wow, I kind of
like alpha Drew.

What about you guys?

BOTH:
Eh...

Alexa, play something
from the early 2000s.

♪ A few times I've been
around that track ♪

♪ So it's not just gonna
happen like that ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't no
hollaback girl ♪

♪ I ain't no hollaback girl

♪ A few times I've been
around that track ♪

♪ So it's not just gonna
happen like that ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't no
hollaback girl ♪

♪ I ain't no hollaback girl.

Oh, stop! Alexa, stop.

Well, that's gonna
haunt my dreams.

Drew, the dishes are clean,

but those moves
are dirty.

Norma, to what do we owe
the pleasure?

Oh, well, her daughter couldn't
make it to Family Weekend,

so I'm gonna take her
to Philly with me.

Girls' trip!

Why are you going to Philly?

And why are you
taking off your shirt?

We talked about this--
no boobs in the kitchen.

At least I'm wearing
a bra this time.

I called my stepmom
to get the records,

but she didn't call me back--
big surprise--

so I'm gonna drive to her house
and get 'em for you.

But Philly's like
three hours away.

Oh, that's why I'm going,
to keep her company.

Plus, if the car breaks down
and I freeze to death,

that'll really make
my daughter feel guilty.

Okay, I'm going with you.

Oh, really, you don't have to.

No, you're doing this for me.
I want to be there for you.

You don't need to come.

You haven't been
back there in years.

This could be
really tough for you.

I'm telling you I'll be fine.

When my father died,
I broke down

every time I sat
in his favorite chair.

That's not going to happen,
and you're not going.

Gina, going to your
childhood home

could unlock memories
about your father's death.

Oh, my God,
he's not dead, okay?!

What?

I lied. He's alive.

Gina?

Wow.Yeah.

I call shotgun.

So?

You said you wouldn't ask.That's fine.

It's your life,
it's your business.

We can just enjoy
our little road trip.

Things were different
in my day.

Big, open convertibles,
no seat belts.

Hot toddies in thermoses,
tipsy as a Gypsy.

That was a road trip.

My vacations were all,

"You should have turned there,
Larry."

"Son of a bitch,
now you tell me?"

"I did tell you.
You never listen."

I listen.
You know what I hear?"

[squawking]

All the way to Daytona Beach.

I know I lied to you,
but in my defense,

he was dead to me.

I haven't seen him
since I was ten.

That's a long time.

What happened, sweetie?

[sighs]

When my dad was in high school,
he was...

the neighborhood hottie,
and all the girls loved him,

including my mom.

But while he was dating her,

he was also seeing Charlene.

And he got both of them pregnant
at the same time,

and he chose... Charlene.

That's awful.When I was a kid,

I would visit him and
his other family, but...

[scoffs] I never felt welcome.

There wasn't room for me
at the table,

and they'd always make
such a big deal about

squeezing in a folding chair,
like they were doing me a favor.

Then my dad would leave
to go play cards,

and I was left with my stepmom
and my half-sister.

It was like I was Cinderella,

except the mice didn't
talk to me,

no matter how many tiny hats
and vests I made them wear.

Eventually, I started
making excuses about

why I couldn't go there
anymore, and...

my dad didn't seem
to mind, so...

And 25 years later, here we are.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, kiddo.

[inhales deeply]

Yep, road trips definitely
used to be more fun.

I know this has been
a terrible time for you,

but maybe this is an opportunity

for you to reconnect
with your father.

I have no interest
in doing that.

You sure?
He's still your father.

No, he's not.

I'm just saying
kids have a tendency

to blame their parents.

Like my daughter Amy.

She's married a series
of losers, what,

because I didn't hug her enough?

Well, in this case,
I am blaming him

because it's totally his fault.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean
you can't forgive and move on.

I'm still
hearing about

these dance recitals I missed

because I was too busy
running a business

to pay for the damn
dance lessons.

DREW:
Good grief.

That was the worst gas station
bathroom I've ever seen.

I think I got a rash
just from touching the soap.

Maybe your father has changed.

Are you kidding me?

Are you seriously
taking his side?

People do change.

Even though some people
are too stubborn to admit it.

I feel like I missed something.

My father will never change.

He's an
irresponsible,

selfish jerk. The end.

Eyes on the road, Gina.
Truck coming.

[horn honking]

Maybe your father
could do things differently

if you just quit
holding a grudge

and give him a second chance.

He's had 25 years
of second chances.

He doesn't deserve another one.

Fine. Have it your way.
What do I know?

Uh, you know,
Norma does have a point.

Any disruptions
to one's family of origin...

[squawking]

Ooh. That's the window
to my half-sister's room.

She'd be in her pink canopy bed,
and I'd be in a sleeping bag

on the floor
counting the minutes

till I could go home.

Deep breath. You got this.

[exhales] Yeah.
I just got to go in there,

get the records and get out.

Gina.Are you gonna say

the words "forgive" or "forget"?

'Cause it's gonna cost you
a lot of money to Uber home.

Go with God.

Boy, I hope this works.

Yeah, I hope so, too.

But a familial wound is one
of the more difficult ones.

[squawking]

Can I help you?

It's me.

Gina.

Oh, my God.

Yeah. I left some messages.

I got them.

This'll take two minutes.

I just need to talk to my dad.

Your dad?
Yeah.

Well, that's not
going to be easy.

Frank died from
a heart attack last March.

What?

And just so you know,
there's no money.

How come no one told me?

Who thought you'd care?

You haven't seen him
in over 20 years.

Oh, geez.

Is that your husband?

No wonder you left him
in the car.

Hmm. So that's Charlene.

I can smell the cigarettes
and peach schnapps from here.

Ooh, here she comes.

Um, act like we've been talking
about something else.

Uh, so, um, that little girl
grew up to be Billie Jean King.

Hey, that was fast.

Was your dad not home?

He's dead.

Like, really dead?

He had a heart
attack a year ago.

Oh, sweetheart.

And no one told you?

Charlene didn't think I'd care.

Drew, what are you doing?

Stop. No.

Let's just get out
of here. [groans]No. Gina.

Oh, great. Part two.

How could you not even call her
when her father died?

What's it your business?Because she's my friend.

Well, you obviously
don't know her.

No, youdon't.
This woman is a saint.

She works with senior citizens,
she takes in stray animals.

She'd give you the shirt
right off her back.

She cut her father
out of her life.

No, he cut me
out of his life,

which is exactly
what you wanted.

Oh, yeah, blame it on me.

You'd come here with
a chip on your shoulder.

You didn't even try.

I was a little girl.

You and Dad were supposed
to be the adults.

DREW:
You can't just give up on a kid.

So she had trouble adjusting
to her father's other family,

but she grew up to be
an incredible person.

She's saving my life,
by the way.

She's giving me a kidney.

So?

So, when she offered,
she barely knew me.

She just wanted to help
because that's the type

of person she is.

And we just want your husband's
medical records

so we know she won't die
during the surgery.

Hang on a second.

She's not getting a gun, is she?

I get a definite gun vibe
from this lady.

Don't worry, you can't get
a gun if you're a felon.

I am not reassured.

Here. It's your dad's doctor.

He'll have the records.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry

for getting all aggro on you.

It's Philadelphia. I got caught
up in the magic of the city.

[chuckles]

Um, I found this
after he died.

You might want to look at it.

Thank you.

I'm sorry for your loss.

You, too.

So, you gonna open it?

Eventually.

I shouldn't have mouthed off
at you about your situation.

It's okay.No, it isn't.

I was upset about my daughter.

That's understandable.

People often project
their feelings...

Hey, Freud, zip it.

We're having a moment.

Someone's hangry.

Want to get some food?

There's a diner a few exits up.

Sounds good.

I could go for a hot dog.

And a doughnut.

What do you make of that,
Mr. Freud?

Well, this is... lovely.

Yes, it seems what they
saved in dishwashing

they made up for in
leather booth duct tape.

Oh, trust me. They make
the best grilled cheese.

Oh. How'd you hear
about this place?

Oh, this is where
my mom would drop me off

so my dad could take me
for the weekend.

Oh.

Well, the BLT looks nice.

Yes, this place
is very charming. Oh.

[chuckles]

Oh, no pressure,

if you don't want
to open that in front of us.

Oh, it's fine.

Here goes.

Oh, my God.

[laughs]

I remember drawing this.

[Drew chuckles]Oh...

Is that you and your dad?Yeah.

Who's that other guy?

That's his bookie Joey Bookie.

Mobsters weren't too creative
with the nicknames.

[laughs softly]Mm-hmm.

Oh, my candy cigarettes.

Talk about a gateway candy.

It's me and my dad.

Don't even know
how old I was here.

He bought me this dress
for my birthday.

At least if I knew he died,

I-I could have gone
to the funeral.

You don't have to go to
a funeral to say goodbye.

Yeah, I mean, it's...

mainly just
about talking

and saying
what you wanted to say.

I mean...
[chuckles]

...this could
be your father.

You could say goodbye.

I'm not saying goodbye
to ketchup.

Well, it doesn't have to
be ketchup. It's a symbol.

Bye, Dad.

I miss you
and your 57 varieties.

Come on. It might do you good.

[exhales]

Hey, Dad.

It's me.

Gina.

Um...

I always thought
you forgot about me.

And, uh, if I was a pain,

I-I didn't mean to be, but...

those weekends were brutal,

and maybe they were
for you, too.

I don't know.
[crying]

Um, I guess the whole thing
was a big mess.

Excuse me, are you
using that ketchup?

Yes, we're using it.

It's her father.

GINA:
I never told Mom

'cause I thought
I wasn't being loyal,

but there were a lot of times

that I wanted to call you,
like... [laughs]

Like when the Eagles
won the Super Bowl

or whenever The Godfather
was on TV.

I still remember
how you stuffed mashed potatoes

in your cheeks and would do
your Marlon Brando impression.

[sniffles]
Dad?

Um...

I'm sorry that we never had
a chance to work it out.

I always thought
that I'd call or...

or maybe you would.

But now...
[exhales]

...I'm gonna miss you.

That was perfect.

NORMA [crying]:
All right.

I'll call my daughter.
You happy?

Sir?

Here you go.

Take care of him.

Well, this food was
actually pretty good.

Yes, my turkey sandwich tasted
a bit like hand sanitizer,

but that's on me.

This is where my dad taught me
how to dine and dash. [chuckles]

The first few times,
I was so scared,

but then I got
really good at it.

I'm still banned from
a Red Lobster in Westchester.

Here you go.Ah, thanks.

Um, hey.

Do you guys want
to dine and dash right now?

I'm in.What? No, absolutely not.

When we sat down,
we signed a social contract.

Come on, it's easy.

All you do is accidentally
spill over your water,

and when the waitress
goes to get a towel,

you haul ass to the car.

My daughter would never
do scams with me.

Norma, I will always be
your scam daughter.

Okay. In honor of your father...

[exhales]

[gasps]
Excuse me!

We need a towel over here.

Go, go, go. Go. Come on.Oh, God.

Uh, I have spilled water.

And my friends are outside,
so I just have to, uh...

Oh, so sorry.

Um, this is for the meal.

Delicious. And this is for you.

And this is for
a dine and dash

that happened about
25 years ago.

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