All language subtitles for Happy Together - 01x07 - How Jake and Claire Met.HDTV.x264-SVA

Hey, Cooper, what's with the getup?

Hmm? Oh, got a, uh... a lot of
crazy fans out there, Claire.

I need to keep a low profile.

You look like Helen Mirren

playing in the World Series of Poker.

And why are you in disguise?

Huh?

Are you worried about being
mobbed by accountant groupies?

Uh, they're called number sluts.

And really, I'm just
trying to protect myself

from the paparazzi.

Because people are starting to
recognize me as Cooper's friend.

Any time we're out, they're
like, "Cooper, Jake,

Cooper, Jake."

Are you sure they're not
saying "Cooper James"?

I suppose that's a possibility.

So good to be out in public
amongst regular people.

Or as I call them, reg-pers.

Sorry, what?

- Reg-pers.
- Ooh, boy, with your accent,

you got to be careful saying that word.

Don't worry, man.

If any of these reg-pers harass
you, there will be two sounds:

them asking you for an autograph,

and me saying, "Now's not the time."

Oh, you mean the same two
sounds that you heard

when you met LeBron
James at that urinal?

Going for the handshake was a mistake.

Hiya. Um, could I get a
croissant and a flat white?

Croissant and a flat white.

Coming right up, mate.

Oh, my God. A fellow Aussie.

Uh, what part of
Australia are you from?

Orange County.

- Oh.
- Sorry.

I just thought your accent was cute.

So what brings you to the States?

Uh, uh, music.

Oh, cool. And what do you do for money?

Uh, yeah... also music?

Was that in slow-motion?

Guys, this-this cute barista
has no idea who I am.

This is amazing.

Well, not for us. We're gonna
have to pay for our coffee now.

Go talk to her, dude.

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Yeah.

Um... um...

Uh, uh, what brought you to the States?

Um, birth.

Cool. Yeah, cool. Um, I was born, too.

Uh...

C-section.

Cool.

Uh...

Guys, how come when I talk,

charming, funny things
aren't coming out?

Uh, maybe try talking about
other surgeries your mom's had.

- Do not do that. No.
- No, don't do that.

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That barista was so cute,
and she was into you.

Why didn't you ask her out?

Uh... Uh, 'cause we're happily married.

And, yep, you meant him.

I don't know.

I don't know, she
didn't know who I was,

and I think it... I think it threw me.

Ah, I got to say, it
was kind of refreshing

to watch you be so awkward,
'cause you're usually

the most confident guy in the room.

Don't you mean

second most confi...

Usually, when I meet people,
they already know who I am.

And then they ask me what
my latest project is,

and then they show a clip
from that latest project.

Do you only have conversations

when you're appearing on talk shows?

That actually reminds me
of a funny story. I, uh...

Oh, this explains why, the
first month you lived here,

you kept thanking us
for "having you on."

I've been famous since I was a kid,

so I guess I've never had
the chance to ask out

a reg-per who thinks
I'm a reg-per, too.

Hmm.

Really think you're gonna have to start

hitting that "G" harder.

Well, I... I don't
want to mess this up.

You know? What if this girl ends
up being the Claire to my Jake?

Ha, ha, Cooper. You got
a lot of work to do

if you want to be anybody's
Jake, you know what I'm...

Oh, my...

Why do we have all these magazines?

Stop.

See, you guys have the
perfect reg-per romance.

How do... how do people do that?

You know, I don't even know
how you guys got together.

In college.

"In college"?

"In college"?

Are you seriously

summing up the greatest love
story of all time in two words?

How do you explain Romeo and Juliet?

"Dead teenagers"?

Cooper, let me tell you
what actually happened.

It was a crisp fall
day in New Hampshire,

and a young doe-eyed freshman
named Claire was struggling

to move her furniture into her dorm.

Hey, girl.

Hey.

Can't spell "futon" without F-U-N.

But moving them sure isn't.

I'm Jake Davis. Allow me.

Peace.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Jake, come on.

That's not exactly what happened.

Okay, he had just finished a ride,

but it wasn't on a motorcycle.

Hey, girl.

Hey.

Can't spell "Davis" without "fun."

I'm Jake Futon.

- What?
- I don't... Allow me.

Well, remember how you want.

I clearly had game, because
Claire started coming

to all of my basketball practices.

Yeah, 'cause the gym was the
hottest place on campus.

Yeah, it was.

I mean, literally,

'cause I had just moved from
California to New Hampshire,

where summer basically lasts
from July 4 to July 8.

But that week, though.

Ladies be showing some skin.

- From roughly the ankle to mid-calf.
- Yeah.

Anyways, I...

I made the triumphant
decision to ask Claire out.

Yeah, you did.

A month later.

Damn it, Claire.

Well, I'm sorry, babe, but
you're doing that thing

where you edit the story to
try and make it sound better.

Come on, guys. I want all the details.

How come it took you so
long to get together?

Well, you know, Claire wasn't exactly

the most approachable in college.

'Cause I wasn't exactly
having a good time.

What? How can you not
have fun at college?

You go there, thousands of
girls scream your name,

you get an honorary degree.

It's probably different for
other people, isn't it?

Anyway, it was parents weekend.

Oh, honey, don't cry.

Everyone gains weight
their freshman year.

Mom, I didn't gain weight.

Oh. Is it your bad haircut?

What's wrong with my hair?

Don't worry, Claire.

We can fix the weight,
the hair, the wardrobe.

What? No, I'm upset
because I'm homesick.

Ugh, it's just, it's...

it's freezing here,

everyone puts maple
syrup on everything,

and the radiator melted my Uggs.

For starters, if it's cold,

you can just put on one
of these extra coats.

Dad, that's my roommate.

I'm Hannah, from Florida.

Look, you just need to go out
there and make some friends,

you know, who-who don't
drink or do drugs,

because we will be testing your urine.

Ooh, Claire.

What about introducing
yourself to that guy?

Oh... Come on, he's cute.

Ooh, and he's on the basketball team.

Yeah, oh, hi.

Hi. Come meet Claire.

Come meet Claire. I'm her mother,

so you know she's only
gonna get hotter with age.

You are cute.

Sorry.

Whoa.

Uh, who is that guy?

Tommy Barlow.

The hotshot freshman who
stole my playing time.

Thought he was better than me
because he scored more points,

had more assists and more
rebounds than I did.

He was also my first college boyfriend.

You know, even though Jake

is the absolute love of my life,

any time I mention Tommy
Barlow, he still gets mad.

No, I don't.

I don't get mad.

You do seem a little bit upset.

I am not upset, all right?

Gonna take a little more
than that to make me upset.

You know what I'm saying?

He just had a sample. I
got the whole thing.

You know what I'm saying?

Ain't nothing gonna make me upset.
You know?

I hate you, Tommy Barlow!

Wow. I guess I just assumed

you guys started dating
as soon as you met.

You know, like, love at first sight.

Oh, that only happens in the movies.

Eh, it happens in real life, too.

Your parents fell in love
with Tommy Barlow right away.

- So how'd you get Claire?
- Mm, just played it cool, man.

Played it so cool, I needed a
Zamboni to get out of bed.

Oh!

Oh, no, sorry, I was just choking.

On that lie.

Ah, here's what I remember.

Hey, gir...

Hey, Jake. What's up?

Tommy Barlow.

Guess Claire set the bar low.

These are for your mom.

Peace.

Huh. I guess back then,
Rollerblades were much cooler

in America than they were in Australia.

- They were not.
- Nope.

Hey, guys.

Hey, what are you guys doing here?

We need to borrow a few things.

We... we want to make
brownies, but we don't have

any cocoa, flour,
butter, sugar or eggs.

So you just have the marijuana, then.

- That's right, yeah.
- Yep.

Yeah.

Man, what happened to the parents

who used to drug-test me in college?

Claire, they're prescription
brownies for my glaucoma.

These two were telling me
how they met at Dartmouth.

Oh, Claire hated it there.

She had the worst haircut.

You know, she hated it so much,

she was even planning to transfer.

Really? What changed your mind?

Ya boy did.

You see, Cooper, the fates aligned

one beautiful New Hampshire evening.

Oh, God.

How is this early September?

Ugh, I hate you, New Hampshire!

But you haven't even
gotten to know me yet.

That was my New Hampshire voice.

Want to hear my Texas voice?

Hey, y'all, my toast is thick.

Well, what are we looking for?

Ugh, my transfer application.

Why the heck do you want to transfer?

Oh, I'll show you why.

Oh.

It's so cold here, my hair is
literally cracking in half.

I miss my friends, and
it's always snowing.

Now I know why they make you
take the tour in the spring.

But there's so many fun
things to do in the snow.

Right? You got skiing, snowball fights,

writing your name in pee.

Adding a "was here" if
you really have to go.

Oh, are you the Jake that
was just over there?

Mind your wizness.

Plus, we are in the perfect spot

to watch unsuspecting freshmen
slip on that patch of black ice.

Oh, oh...

- Oh. Mm-hmm.
- Oh, hey.

- Hey. Oh, oh! Oh! Hey, yep!
- Oh, oh!

Oh, are you okay?

Ooh, we saw all of that.

Uh-oh. Pack of friends.

All for one, and one for fall.

Yeah...

You know what this viewing party needs?

A fun beverage. Hold, please.

Oh, I-I actually have a
pact with my parents

that the three of us will
never drink or do drugs.

It's just Gatorade.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

And...

get some ice, right?

And then pour some of
this on that bad boy.

Voilà. Instant snow cone.

Mm.

So, is this what you do?

You put a magical spin on everything?

Well, the way I look at it,
life's either gonna be

a great time or a great story.

Sometimes it ends up being both.

Hmm.

Luke, uh, what's about to happen
to this architecture student

who can't see over his model.

- Oh!
- Oh!

Oh, he just King Kong'd
his own building.

Hours of work, gone.

Uh, you mind if I make myself a refill?

Oh, sure. Got some
more Gatorade for you.

Hey.

Oh, no, you didn't.

I hope you're ready to
eat another snow cone.

Nope!

Sorry, dude.

Claire's first snowball fight
led to our first date.

It, uh, snowballed from there.

And the rest is kisstory.

Aw.

That's the most romantic
story I've ever heard.

Except for the part where
she broke his nose.

What?

All right, all right. Come on, come on.

Shouldn't you guys be
in front of a 7-Eleven

buying liquor for teenagers?

Tommy Barlow would never
kick us out of the house.

Okay, fine. I'll admit.

The kiss didn't quite happen that day.

I don't want to offend you, but, uh,

you throw snowballs like a Californian.

Oh, no.

Oh! Yeah? One who played varsity
softball for four years,

so get ready.

Yeah, right.

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah. I think it just hit
my nose a little bit. I...

Oh, my...

Oh, my God, that's a lot of blood.

Yeah, um, I'm not good
with s-seeing... bl...

What?

Hey, Claire?

While you're down there,
can you look for my tooth?

Were you okay?

I was, uh, until Jake tried

to carry me to the doctor

but slipped on the ice and
gave me a concussion.

So when did the kiss happen?

Uh, about a week later.

Yeah, we, uh, ran into each
other at the health center.

I was getting a checkup on my
nose, and she was getting, uh...

getting one for her
little brain sprain.

Yeah, and, uh, we ended up
walking to the pharmacy together

to pick up our meds, and
then to a restaurant,

'cause we couldn't take our
meds on an empty stomach.

- Right.
- Okay.

Okay, so you dated someone else,

and you played it cool for a month.

Then you severely injured each other,

and went on a pity date
that was just errands?

The rest is kisstory.

Um, I'm gonna ask that
barista out another time.

I thought your love story would
inspire me, but instead,

it's just made me painfully aware
of the randomness of life.

I guess you're right.

From now on, Claire, I'll just
say we, uh, met in college.

Well, Jake, wait. Uh...

We still haven't told Cooper
how the kiss happened.

Huh, right? Oh, yeah. Uh...

Her mouth was closed. I
went in with tongue.

I basically just licked her lips.

Okay, okay, I guess I'm the one
that's gonna have to tell you,

'cause Jake is obviously embarrassed

by how romantic it was.

I am?

It was a bright and sunny
day in New Hampshire.

Jake and I were just walking back

from our post-health-center meal.

Thanks for getting me
the California Burger.

And for doing its voice.

Ha, ha. How'd I get in this bun, brah?

Ugh, this whole thing
kind of makes me wish

I hadn't submitted a new
transfer application.

I'm supposed to leave tomorrow.

Seriously? That sucks.

I know. I mean, maybe it's
blunt-force trauma to the head,

or the cute guy that won't
shut up about New Hampshire,

but, uh, I think I'm
starting to like this place.

- Whoa, whoa!
- Oh!

- Ooh...
- Oh...

Hey, girl.

Hey!

What do you think you're doing?

Get out of here, Tommy Barlow.

Make me.

He said, "Make me."

You can take my playing
time, Tommy Barlow...

but you can't take my girl.

- I'm supposed to go to Stanford.
- Shh.

You're not going to Stanford.
'Cause if you do,

you're gonna miss the greatest
love story of all time.

Clap, Tommy Barlow.

Holy crap. That's so sweet.

I need to go and ask
out that cute barista

before she transfers to a different

Carol's Coffee & Stuff.

Wow, Claire.

I thought you didn't like
embellishing stories.

That ending had some serious
Shake 'n Bake on it.

Well, you inspired me.

I forgot that you have this
magical way of telling stories

that makes whoever you're talking to

really feel something.

And sometimes, people need that.

I know I did, when I first met you.

It's one of the reasons I
fell in love with you.

Mm.

Also, my butt's pretty sweet, right?

Oh, yeah. Mm.

I'm your little Kardashian.

Okay, so I-I promise

never to sum up our story with
a paltry "in college" again.

Okay?

Oh, um, and the next time you
tell the ending of our story,

can I, uh, rip out Tommy's
still-beating heart?

Oh, my gosh, it is so cold.

How is this May?

- Ooh, ooh!
- Oh, God.

Oh. Stay up.

Stay, stay, stay...

Hey, are you guys okay?

Hey, Tommy Barlow.

Ooh!

I got it. I got it.

You got it?

You good. All right.

- Hey.
- Hi.

You guys want a beer?

Oh, yeah, we don't drink.

Yeah. But maybe one
little sip wouldn't hurt.

- Oh.
- Oh.

I feel like the next chapter
of our lives has just begun.

- Is there a party around here?
- Yeah, just around the corner.