All language subtitles for Blackish.s07e15

If you're a hopeless romantic,

you probably think love happens

just like it does in the movies.

Which makes you a sucker.

But every once in a while,

lightning does strike
for some gullible fools.

I'm so sorry.

No, no. It's totally okay.

Okay, good.

I'm Olivia.

Hey, watch. Watch.

- Okay.
- Hey, watch out!

Oh! Ohhh!

All right. Guess that means...
shirt off.

Here we go.

- You ready?
- Check it up.

- Okay.
- Oh! Oh!

Oops.

Oh. My bad.

Guess the pants are coming off.

All right. That should do it.

Thank you so much.

That thing has been going off
for three days.

Beep!

Beep!

Beep!

Oh, no.

Now my love detector's going off.

Think I need a recharge.

These two were in L-O-V-E.

No wonder Junior thought it was time

to take the next logical step.

Hey, you know,
we should move in together.

Oh, my gosh.

Yes, I would love to!

Beep!

Beep!

Beep!

- There it goes again.
- Ooh.

Ooh!

Oh!

Spider came back.

Ugh. Look at its leg.

- Get it away from me.
- Ugh!

- Please, you know, I-I cannot...
- Look, Junior.

- Look at the leg.
- I don't do spiders!

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Good morning, everybody.

I have got great news...

- Donuts are on me.
- Whoo!

Because Olivia and I
are moving in together.

Why are you booing?

Why does everyone else get to be happy?

Well, I didn't boo, son.

I've been looking forward to
the day you move out

ever since I saw you throw
a football for the first time.

Are you sure
you want to do this, Junior?

Women only show you
the best parts of themselves

until they trap you.

That doesn't scare me.

There's nothing that
I don't want to know about her.

Are you sure?
When I moved in with my wife,

I found out a gang of stuff.

She didn't know how to use chopsticks,

refused to do laundry...

and she didn't love me.

Look, Junior, trust us, okay?

You do not want to find out
her "feminine secrets."

If I'd wanted to
know what a tampon was for,

I would have gone to medical school.

Okay, thank you, guys, for the advice,

but what we have is different.

Sometimes, we just stay up
late at night,

looking into each other's eyes,

identifying colors

- we didn't even know existed.
- Man?

I always thought my eyes were
green, but it turns out,

Olivia says they're a minty sage
with gold flecks.

When I told you that, you called HR.

Don't let 'em rattle you, Junior.

I won't. I've got this.

I just gotta find an apartment.

Oh. Well, in that case,

let me give you my card.

Let me see. Unlicensed taxidermist.

Freelance blood collector.

Reverse border coyote.

Royal food taster.

Ah! Here we go.

Charlie Telphy, apartment rentals.

- Hm.
- Tell you what...

- I'm only gonna charge you 10% commission.
- All right.

5% if you can find a place
with a room for Charlie.

Junior was moving out,

and there was only one thing left to do.

- Here we go! Make a toast!
- Oh, oh, oh, oh!

- Come on! Let's go!
- Okay, okay!

I gotta shake it!

What's going on here? What's going on?

You know, we stopped asking
questions years ago.

All I know is that he's gonna
let us drink champagne

- after this, okay?
- Mm-hmm.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

We are not popping champagne

to celebrate Junior moving in
with Olivia.

- What? It's not every day...
- Why?

...that I get to get rid of a son, Bow.

You know, you're just being a bad sport

because you're losing your better half.

No, I'm very happy that they're
moving in with each other.

I just wish he had more time
to live on his own.

I mean, think about it...

- he went from here to college...
- Mm-hmm.

- ...for three days, then back here...
- Then back here.

...and then he moved in
with his roommates...

- ...back here...
- Back here.

...and now he's moving in
with his girlfriend.

- You're right, Bow.
- Hm.

We should change the locks.

Stop.

- What?
- I'm serious.

When I lived on my own, I grew a lot.

I learned how to be comfortable
being with myself,

and not having to fill every
moment being with other people.

But... But... Hold up.

So, is Junior moving out or not?

- Yes.
- Look, I'm trying to get estimates

- to knock down his wall.
- What?

Jack and I have big plans.

- Two words... dual Pelotons.
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm with that.
- Oh! It's my drywall guy.

- Your what?
- Hey, yo, Eli!

- What is good?
- E...

Let's talk numbers.

That bid's gonna have to come
down, okay?

- I'm tired of it.
- Wait, did he get Dad's credit card?

I already faxed it over.

- Are you...
- Bow.

There's nothing you have to
worry about, all right?

I never lived alone, and I'm fine.

Oh, you are not fine, Dre.

You asked if we could be buried
in the same coffin.

I can't help it if people love
being around me.

No, no, Dre. You really need to learn

how to be by yourself.

You know, when I lived alone,

I would read a book and have
a cup of tea for hours,

and I would meditate, and you know what?

You could do the same.

You could.

If you were more of an evolved human.

But maybe that's just
too much to ask of you.

- You're crazy.
- Hmm.

And you got me all wrong.

Would Beyonc�'s "Me, Myself and I"

be my favorite song if
I didn't like being by myself?

In fact, me, myself and Dre...

...are gonna go drink this champagne.

- Without you.
- Oh, great.

All right, then.

Bastard!

Oh!

What the...

Oh, my g... Oh, my goodness gracious.

I forgot I... shook it up.

Ah. Here we are...

666 Sulphur Canyon Alley.

Oh, wow, uh, Charlie, this...

this neighborhood is interesting.

If you're referring to the smell,

it's because, until recently,

it was an unlicensed animal shelter.

Yeah, Charlie, I d...
I... I don't think so. I...

I... I don't know.
I think we should see it.

- Oh. Great.
- Yeah.

I'll go look for the hide-a-key.

- Okay.
- Well, it's less of a key

and more of a screwdriver.

Hm.

Okay, we are not living here.

Well, we should at least look inside.

Some of these old buildings have
good light or rare tile.

- Okay, rare tile, huh?
- Yeah.

Well, maybe we can admire the rare tile

while we're living in a
500-square-foot staph infection!

We're on a budget, okay?

What about the loft downtown?

You can't just call it a loft
because there was no wall

separating the bathroom
from the kitchen.

That's just disgusting.

The two-bedroom in South LA?

- South of Wilshire?
- Yes.

In Los Angeles?

My dad did not move out of the hood

just so I could move right back.

You are really living up to
your name today, aren't you?

What are you talking about?

You know, I figured we'd learn
something about each other

in this process, and I'm learning that

you're just like your father.

Oh.

If I was like my father,

my favorite Beyonc� song
would be "Daddy Lessons,"

- not "Me, Myself and I." Okay? You crazy.
- Okay.

- You got me all wrong, woman.
- Whatever.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

I really think we should go inside.

Standing in one spot for too long

is a sign of aggression in Little Haiti.

Can you believe Olivia thinks
I act just like Dad?

You know, I've been told I'm like Mom

or I've been told I'm like
a less cool Steve Urkel.

Someone even said I'm like
if Drake never left "Degrassi."

- I really hit a nerve with that one, didn't I?
- Yeah, you did.

- But no one has ever said I'm like Dad.
- Mm.

What could she have possibly
seen to even think that?

Well, you must have done something

for her to feel that way.

Did you say you wanted one French fry,

- band then you ate them all?
- Hm.

No. I pointed out that
she has terrible taste

and that I don't work my ass off

to live in a tenement.

God.

A Black man can't get away with
anything in this place.

- Oh, my gosh.
- Oh, now I see it, too.

- Junior, this is bad.
- Mm-hmm.

There's only one person
who can get away with

being like Dad, and that's Dad.

And that's only because
he trapped Mom with five kids.

Right.

- Do I really sound that bad?
- Mm.

I wasn't trying to be a jerk. I just...

It's really stressful
trying to find a place.

Blaming your
poor behavior on your stress.

You're just like Dad.

- You know what?
- Wow.

Maybe there's still time to fix this.

Right?

I'm not gonna stomp my feet.

I'm not gonna roll my eyes.

And I am not gonna overreact.

I can control myself.

I'm not gonna be like Dad.

- Okay. Okay. Oh.
- Right?

He's gonna be living in his car again.

- Yeah.
- Man goin' crazy.

Bow might have thought she was special

because she could sit alone for
a few minutes,

but anything Bow could do,
I could do better.

- Oh, wow. Look at this... a forward!
- Oh, my God.

Oh, you know, most people skip
over this, but, no, not me.

When I read a book, I like to
devour it from cover to cover.

Now, let me see
what Beanie Sigel has to say.

You know you're proving my point, right?

Shh.

Do you mind not disturbing me?

- I'm trying to read.
- Uh-huh.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

- Hey, Dad.
- Yeah?

I rigged a Super Soaker
to shoot foam darts

and a Nerf gun to shoot water.

Ah. I feel like when Thomas Edison

invented the light switch.

How did you build up enough pressure?

And... And does the water gun
shoot foam darts one at a time,

or did you switch it over to full auto?

Oh.

- You know what, son?
- Yeah.

I really don't have the time
for this right now.

I'm... kind of enjoying some alone time.

- Oh. Okay.
- All right. Thank you.

Mm.

You know, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna need a bookmark.

You know, I'm probably gonna
finish this in one sitting,

but, you know, just in case.

Oh. Look at this.

An unpaid bill for our property tax.

Ah. Perfect.

You're ridiculous, Dre.

I'm gonna go read on a freeway on-ramp,

because that is
a quieter place than here.

Mm-mm-mm-mm.

Oh, wow.

Yeah, thanks for agreeing
to see this one.

I know it's not our dream,
but I think it has potential.

I'm sure it's gonna be great.

This place has lots of amenities...

a kitchen, walls, windows that close,

ceilings in every room.

Yeah, it's really spacious.

And... And I know it's got
a view of the liquor store

with the neon clown on top, but...

We'll just get some, uh,
blackout curtains.

Problem solved.

Are you sure?

Totally sure, babe.

Okay.

And I know it's also
super beige, but we can paint.

You can't paint.

So, we get some plants to
warm it up. No problem.

You should get a Venus flytrap.

And if there's such thing
as a Venus roach-trap,

you should get one of those, too.

- Yep.
- Okay, I like it.

But what do you think? And be honest.

Honestly?

I am totally down with whatever

puts a smile this big on your face.

- Aww.
- Charlie, we'll take it.

Won't he do it?

And they said I couldn't rent
a place where someone died.

Oh.

I was determined to prove Bow wrong.

The only problem was books are dumb.

They're basically spoilers for movies.

It was time to find my own way
of being alone.

Yeah, like communing with
the spirit of music.

Sometimes, music is dumb, too.

I need to immerse myself in nature.

Perfect.

Diane! Jack!

Come see what I did to
this little-ass tree!

Bow?!

Mama?!

Janine?!

Turned out Bow was right.

No matter what I tried,
I couldn't enjoy being alone.

Now, we're gonna need your
first month's and last month's rent.

- Okay.
- We would need a credit score,

but nobody in the building has credit,

so you're good to go on that.

- Of course.
- Oh, this is so exciting.

Okay, okay.

All we have to do is sign these papers

and the place is ours.

Yep.

All we have to do is sign this lease.

- Yes.
- All right.

Yep. So...

- Mm.
- Mm.

Mm.

Do you want me to sign it first?

No, no, no, no. I got it.

It's just a...
It's a simple, two-page lease.

I just... I want to review it

to make sure we don't have to have
a lawyer look at it. You know?

Oh, no, no. It's your standard
slumlord agreement.

Yeah, I'm sure it is.

- Yeah.
- Right.

Oh. Oh, no.

Is this a blue pen? Ugh.

I feel like we have to sign in black

to make things legal
and binding, of course.

Oh.

Okay, Junior, what's going on?

I cannot live in that dump!

- What?
- All the trees in that neighborhood

were cellphone towers,

and they still had rats living in them.

I'm sorry if I'm acting like my dad,

but my dad takes great care
of our family,

and he has great taste.

You know, there's a reason that
I'm named after him,

and that's because ain't no Johnson

staying up in that apartment.

Wow.

I'll tell you... moving in
together is never easy.

- Mm.
- That's why I recommend...

Charlie Telphy's
relationship counseling.

Oh, sorry. That says "cognac sommelier."

Sorry about that.

Check this out.

Would you be okay living in an apartment

with a 20-foot neon clown
outside your window?

Unless I was a fugitive, absolutely not.

And would you be okay living
in a fifth-story walk-up

just to save 20 bucks a month?

I didn't move out of the hood
just to move right back into it.

Thank you! Olivia's just so full
of bad apartment ideas.

- Mm.
- I had to let her know what's up.

Just like you would.

Guess I'm just a chip off the old block.

Ha! The hell you are.

- What?
- Come on, son.

You're nothing like me.

But... But I-I-I put my foot down.

I-I pouted.

I was so full of false
confidence for no reason.

I-I even honked at a church bus
on the way home.

It was a very Dre Johnson moment.

Yeah. But you probably felt bad

after you did what you did, huh?

Which is nothing like me.

Son... you're compassionate,
you're kind,

your heart is usually
in the right place.

Those are the things that
Olivia likes about you,

and so do I.

Hell, sometimes I wish
I could be more like you.

Really?

Yes. It would do wonders
for my blood pressure.

Wow.

I really made a fool of myself.

Sometimes, our partners see things in us

that we can't see in ourselves,
which makes us defensive.

If it were me, I would
dig in deep and make it worse.

But don't be like me.

All right? You have a chance to be
a new kind of Johnson.

You're right.

I'm gonna go back over there.

Hey, you know, Dad, you can change, too.

You just have to brush up on

some nurturing and listening techniques.

Nah.

I got a good thing going.

I don't want to mess it up.

Okay.

Damn it, they're beautiful.

I bought the most apologetic
bouquet they had.

They call it the Tiger Woods.

All right, come on in.

Look, I'm sorry about the way I acted.

When you said I was acting like my dad,

just... something
short-circuited in my brain.

Let's just say there are certain
aspects of his personality

that I consciously try not to lean into.

Well, to be honest, I've seen enough of

you and your father together

to know that I was pushing a button.

So, I guess our apartment search

is right back where it started.

Yep.

It's gonna be hard to find
the perfect place

that we can afford,

where we can still cuddle and
watch reality TV on the couch.

And make our special dinners
in a kitchen with an island

and cuddle in bed

and do New York Times crossword puzzles

on a Sunday morning, like we do here.

I know we wanted to find a new
place to make a fresh start,

but do you just want to move in here?

- Yes, please.
- Okay.

Okay.

Just like in the movies,

Junior and Olivia hit a little snag.

Luckily, with a little wisdom from Dad,

their love conquered all.

It's just the kind of sappy
ending you suckers eat up.

- Hello.
- Hey.

Hi.

- Well, in case you are wondering...
- Mm.

- ...I had a great day.
- Oh.

I found a peace that one only
gets from being... alone.

Mm.

You hated it, didn't you?

I did.

You know, even though I found
out I'm a bonsai master...

...I couldn't even really enjoy it

because I couldn't share it
with the people that I love.

Aww, that's so sweet.

You know, it's kind of on me, Dre.

I can't expect you to do something

- you don't have the discipline to do.
- Mm.

- It's like a dog.
- Hey...

You know, you can't ask a dog
to not eat the treats

and then leave the treats on the table.

- It's a dog.
- Mm.

Are you looking at your phone?

- No.
- I can't believe you.

- You are a dog, too.
- No, I'm not.

- Yes, you are.
- I'm not.

- Mm-hmm.
- I just... I...

I'm not good at being alone anymore.

Babe, you are not alone.

I am alone, Dre.

I only have like
15 followers on Instagram,

and it's just hard.

It's hard being alone
by yourself with your thoughts.

- I used to be so good at it.
- Mm.

But now I can't even enjoy myself

because all I'm thinking about

is how terrible it is in the world

and how, when we die,

we are gonna be forgotten
within two generations.

And that's why I don't want to be alone.

I don't want to think about
that stuff, either.

I have dark thoughts, Bow.

You have dark thoughts?

Left to my own devices,
all I think about

is the fact that
you're gonna die before me

and what a hassle it's gonna be
for me to start dating.

Is that what you think about
when you drink this tea?

If I'm not listening to a podcast, yes.

Okay, you know what?

We both are bad at being alone,

so maybe you and me should see
how things go being together.

Hm.

You want to rewatch "A Different World"?

Yes, I do, because
when I stopped talking,

all I was thinking about was
the polar ice caps melting.

I need a palate cleanser.

Can we skip the first season?

'Cause it only got good once it
turned into a Black college.

- Right?
- Yeah.

Hey, you want to see how
I pruned the hell

- out of this little-ass tree?
- I do, I do, I do.

All right. I gotta dig it
out of the trash can,

- but I got it.
- You threw it away?

? I can't believe I believed ?

? Everything we had would last ?

? So young and naive for me ?

? To think she was from your past ?

? Silly of me to dream of
one day having your kids ?

? Love is so blind ?

? It feels right when it's wrong ?

? I can't believe I fell
for your schemes ?

? I'm smarter than that ?

? So dumb and naive to believe
that with me ?

? You're a changed man ?

? Foolish of me to compete ?

? When you cheat with loose women ?

? It took me some time,
but now I moved on ?

? Because I realized I got ?

? Me, myself and I ?

? That's all I got in the end ?

? That's what I found out ?

? And it ain't no need to cry ?

? I took a vow that from now on ?

? I'm gon' be my own best friend ?

Whoa.

Hey.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Uh... nothing.

Huh.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

- Okay.
- Cool.

Yeah. It's cool.

? A thousand times ?

? I have cried so many times ?

? I can't regret time spent with you ?

? I can't... ?