All language subtitles for Strawberry.Mansion.2021.1

Buddy.

You've always been there for me, Buddy.

Hey, you can count on me, okay?

Anything you need, man.
I'll be there.

Welcome to Cap'n Kelly's Chicken,

home of the new Chicken Shake.

What can I get you today?

Chicken Shake?

One Chicken Shake.
Anything else?

No, no, no. I don't
want a Chicken Shake.

I was just asking what is it?

Our new Chicken Shake,
made with real blended chicken meat

and whipped gravy,
all under 500 calories.

Would you like to try one?

No, no, no, no.
I'll just take a Barnyard Bucket.

For an extra dollar, you can upgrade
to a Mega Barnyard Bucket.

Okay, sure.

Okay, so I got a Mega Barnyard Bucket

with extra double gravy,
smooth, and a medium Red Rocket.

Will that be all?

Yeah, I'll try one
of those Chicken Shakes too.

It's more than just about the money.

It's about all--

Oh, hello.

Hi, are you Miss Arabella Isadora?

Ah, just one second.
I'll get her for you.

Okay.

Arabella Isadora at your service.

What can I do for you, young man?

Ma'am, did you send me this letter?

Ah, yes, I suppose I did.

Miss Isadora, it appears
we have no tax records for you.

Please call me Bella.

Bella, it appears we have no tax records
for you or your property.

Ooh, I see.

I'm here to perform
a preliminary audit.

Uh, so you'd like to come in?

Yes ma'am, the sooner I get started,

the sooner I'll be out of your hair.

Out of my hair and into my home.

To enter, you must lick
the ice cream cone.

No thank you.

No thank you.

It's melting, dear.

Okay, and what is your
occupation or former occupation?

I... I never know
how to answer this.

Well, recently I've been painting.

Oh, I'd love to show you some.

And of course I'm always writing.

At the moment I'm writing
a story about an astronaut

who falls in love with a supernova.

And then I've been
composing songs for years

and working with machines
and gadgets, constructing.

I think of myself
as an atmosphere creator.

Okay, um, I couldn't help but notice

all the tapes have been
not updated to the new format.

No, I'm old-fashioned.

You know the air sticks
became mandatory seven years ago.

I guess I lost track of time.

I have to admit there's a lot more
than I was anticipating.

Well, then I better make us some tea.

Just how many tapes
would you say you have?

2,000 or more?

Perhaps you could
recommend a motel nearby?

Oh, don't be silly.

You'll stay here with me
in Sugarbaby's room.

Oh no, I, I couldn't impose.

Oh, I insist.

Ma'am, I can't stay in your home.

- I, it's, it's fine--
- It'll be no bother to me or Sugarbaby.

You just make yourself at home.

Well, thank you for being so helpful.
I appreciate it.

Of course.
Well, this is gonna be fun.

Come on, Sugarbaby.

Let's let the tax man do his work, heh.

Arrived at the home of Arabella Isadora
on September 22nd, 2035.

It is now 2:51.

Arabella or Bella as she
has requested I call her has put me

in a spare room on the second floor.

It appears she has over 2,000 tapes.

I will begin my audit immediately.

Where did you go?

I'm right here.

I miss you, Dad.

Is he gonna die?

Nothing ever dies.

All things are changing.

Oh, this one.

I didn't mean to startle you.

- What are you doing?
- I was watching you work.

You were smiling.

Bella, I hate to be rude,
but I prefer to do my work in private.

Of course.
My apologies.

Some dinner for the tax man.

- You don't need to--
- It's tomato and avocado.

Preble.

Listen to me.

Listen to me, Preble.
You don't have much time.

You're in danger.

They're trying to kill you.

Dream of me.

Dream of me, Preble.

Dream of me.

Hello?

What are you doing down here?

You playing the piano?

Whoa, looks like you
got a spider problem.

Well, this stuff is pretty good.

A couple sprays of this
and you'll be bug-free for sure.

It's fun.

I didn't hear anything.

Wait. No.

What are you doing?

If you open that door,
you're just gonna let in pain.

I'll get it.

We're not interested.
Thanks.

Can I speak to James Preble?

Look, he's not accepting
visitors at this time.

Well, is he here?

He's very, very busy, okay?

But I'll be sure
to tell him you stopped by.

Please, I really got to speak to him.

Look, James has
everything he needs, okay?

If there's anything new that he needs,

he can just get it from me.

Who was it?

Forgot I ordered us some chicken.

Extra crispy, double gravy,
just the way you like it.

Come on, help me.

Look at them squirm.

How long have you been
auditing dreams?

I've been with the federal government
for about 15 years now.

And... do you enjoy it?

Yes, ma'am.
I do enjoy the work.

And are you enjoying my dreams?

And will anyone
be joining you this evening?

No, it'll just be me.

- Can I start you with anything to drink?
- Yeah, can I have a glass of wine please?

Oh, sure thing.

Thank you.
And what's your soup of the day?

Today we have a cream of asparagus.

Ooh, that sounds good.

Oh, madame, it is delicious.

Oh. You know, you have
a very deep voice. It's nice.

Oh, thank you, madame.

No, no, I mean it.
You could be on the radio.

- I've been told that before.
- I bet you can sing.

Well, actually, I play the saxophone.

There's a bird in here.

Yes, madame. We are working
to remedy the situation.

Thank you.

Oh, hello, friend.

Our apologies about the bird.

Here's some on the house.

Thank you.

Yes, of course.

Did you hear that?

It's probably just the pipes.

Do you wanna kiss me?

What?

How do you like the wine?

Um, can you excuse me
just for a second?

I'm very sorry,
but I should go to bed.

- I'm not feeling well.
- Oh, well, you should sit down.

I think I drank too much wine.

Or maybe not enough.

No, no.

Well, at least
sit with me while I finish.

Looks like there's gonna
be a storm tonight.

I need to see you again.

I think I'm losing my mind.

Well, it's about time.

To losing one's mind.

There's something I don't understand.

I'm glad to hear that.

There was a bucket
of chicken in your dream,

but I couldn't see it.

Maybe you couldn't see it
because it wasn't supposed to be there.

Let me ask you something.

Do you believe that your
dreams are your own?

Of course.

And you don't think
anything should be transmitted

in there against your will?

Of course not.

What are you trying to say?

Jim and I developed this together.

Once we started wearing this,
the ads disappeared.

What ads?

The ads transmitting into our dreams
without us knowing.

That doesn't happen.

You of all people should know.

Don't you see them in there
when you're doing your work?

That's crazy.
Why would they do that?

Because it makes them money.

Thank you for dinner.

Hey buddy, let me in.

Buddy, let me in.

Hey, what's going on?

I got a fresh tube here for you.

Fresh and minty. Sure to keep
your teeth clean all day long.

Come on, it's me.
I just wanna talk.

She told me.

Told you what?

You know she's crazy, right?

You can't keep me out, James.

James, I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Hey, have a cold one.

James, don't do it.

You know she's just gonna--

Hi, Preble.

Who's that?

Does anybody else know?

I'm not sure.

What am I supposed to do with this?

That's up to you.

Well, then why did you bring me here?

I wanted someone
to share my dreams with.

I want you to look at this.

You and I are more
connected than you know.

Morning, Bella.

Bella?

Bella?

Bella.

Bella!

I don't know, she seemed... good.

I used to make them for my son,

but he was never interested.

You have a son?

Yes.

We don't see much of each other.

Oh yeah?
Why is that?

We don't see eye to eye.

I was very young when Peter was born.

His father and I
went to school together.

He was much older.

He was an evil man.

And unfortunately,
Peter took after him in that regard.

If I could go back...

I would do things differently.

But that's life.

What was your second husband like?

He was a dream.

We had a wonderful life together.

You must be James Preble.

Yes.

Peter Bloom.
Bella was my mother.

Ah yes. Hello.

Terrible thing to lose your mother.
Very sad.

- Sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.

She was rather old, so I guess
it wasn't terribly surprising.

- She was a lovely woman.
- Yeah, she was. Listen, James.

I'd like to have a few words with you
about the last couple of days.

To be honest
I think her mind was slipping

these past few years,
or since Jim died.

I hope she didn't fill your head
with any of her nonsense.

You understand she was
totally delusional?

I wasn't aware.

Listen, my wife and son
are arriving this afternoon.

Why don't we all
have dinner here tonight

and we can all talk
and send you on your way.

Okay. That sounds fine.

Great.

I've loved you in
many lifetimes, in many forms...

in many places through many storms.

In the desert, lost at sea,

with little hope to comfort me.

But there you were, all alone,

arm in arm, we made it home.

There you are.
Come on down for dinner.

This is my son, Brian.

Chicken?

Here's Martha.

Martha, dear, why don't you take Brian

and start going through
Mother's belongings?

So did my mother ever mention me?

just, just once, briefly.

But I didn't ask her
about her personal life.

I'm just here doing my job.

You find anything
interesting on the tapes?

She had a very vivid imagination.

Indeed she did.

So listen, I'm curious
if you don't mind my asking.

What is the protocol
on cases of this nature?

Well, it can be tricky
when someone passes mid-audit.

I personally deal with the living

so there will be a specialized unit
who comes in and takes over the case.

So your work is complete?

Well, my, my work is complete,

but the audit will be finished.

You understand
why someone in my position

needs to make sure
that his family is protected

from unwanted attention?

If you'll excuse me,
I should finish packing.

- What are you doing?
- All of these belong to us now.

They're still part of the audit.

What's wrong with you people?

Hey, bub.

My mother's dead.

The audit is over.

No, you'll have to square
that away with the Bureau,

but just so you know,
you and your family

have just committed a federal crime and
I'll have no choice but to report it.

Hey, bub, bub, bub.

My mother is dead.

This is over.

Nonsense.

Listen, my son and wife
are arriving this afternoon.

Why don't we all
have dinner here tonight?

Why don't we all
have dinner here tonight

and then we can all talk
and send you on your way.

Uh, excuse me, Peter?

You've been a bad boy.

Excuse me, I've been a bad boy.

Death to all bad boys.

You should watch where you're going,

you dumb donkey boy.

I'm lost.
My head hurts.

Death to all bad boys.

Death to all bad boys.

Death to all bad boys.

Death to all bad boys.

Bella?

Death to all bad boys.

Death to all bad boys.

- I'm in trouble.
- I know.

Look, first thing's first,
I have to get you out of this closet.

- Well, how are you gonna do that?
- We're gonna swim.

Hey, Dad, he's in here.

- How are we gonna swim?
- Hold your breath.

Now I'm angry.

Open this fucking door!

One...

two...

three.

Preble, it's okay, it's okay.

- Bella?
- Hi, Preble.

This island became our home.

We had everything we needed.

Fresh coconut water to drink.

Vegetables from underneath the sand.

And all the fish you could ever eat.

We invented games
with seashells and pebbles

and pieces of driftwood.

And wrote novels in the sand.

For every dolphin in the water,
there was another in the sky.

Anything was possible on that island.

One morning Bella
turned me into a balloon

and I floated high
above the ocean waves.

Some days we were joined
by an old friend.

Played us some of the smoothest
tunes we'd ever heard.

We danced until
we couldn't dance anymore.

We fell in love.

And one night we turned into beets...

and had a front row seat
to the first dinner we ever shared.

To our house guest,
Mr. Preble.

Did you hear that?

Days stretched out in front of us
like diamonds on a necklace.

I don't feel so good.

You're bleeding.

Fast acting double strength.

These puppies will take away the pain.

Take away the pain.

Preble, there's something
I have to tell you.

What?

They're trying to kill you.

Come on, we have to go.

- Wait, why are they trying to kill me?
- Because of what you know.

- What do I know?
- You know about the ads.

- Do you know who my son is?
- No, who is he?

Guavatron industries
is the largest ad agency

in the whole country
and my son's their CEO.

Spider Death, three times more deadly

than the other leading brands.

Don't look at that. Come on.

Do you know how they became
the biggest ad agency in the country?

- No, how?
- Because they put ads in our dreams.

- How do you know all this?
- Red Rocket soda, one sip--

Because the experiments, the rats.
Come on Preble, we have to go.

Captain Kelly's Barnyard Bucket.

Captain Kelly's. Captain Kelly's
Barnyard Bucket. Captain Kelly's

Barnyard Bucket.
One sip.

The pain.
Red Rocket soda.

Fast acting pill.
Six pack.

It's your clucky day.

Try six packs, ice cold, ice cold.
Try six packs.

Bella. Bella.

Bella. Bella.

What are you doing?

No, no.

No, what are you doing?
Stop.

He's waking up.

Where's Bella?

Who's Bella?

Gotta find her.

Gentlemen!

All hands on deck.

We've been at sea now for seven years
with no sign of Bella.

Despite our fruitless efforts thus far,
I have not given up hope.

For just last week, we found a stowaway
hidden amongst the potatoes.

He spoke of seeing
a woman in a white dress

whispering to a caterpillar
in a grassy meadow.

There's no doubt in my mind
it was Bella.

With this news, my heart is light.

Richard and I have been playing
Bella's favorite tune before supper.

We end each day
with a prayer for Bella

that she is safe, wherever she may be.

And we sing late into the night
knowing we will soon find her.

♪ Hey days and days ♪

♪ The endless ocean waves ♪

♪ The deep blue sea
is the only life for me ♪

Captain, no sign of Bella.

Keep looking, men.

Captain, with all due respect,

I don't think we're
ever going to find her.

Come on, Peter.
Let's get going.

Go get Brian and wait in the car.
I'll be right down.

Captain, a blue demon!

Good lord.

Men, ready the cannons.

Let's show this ungodly beast
what we've got.

Marcus?

Richard?

Captain, what's our course?

My foot is on fire.

Captain, we have entered the swamp.

Captain, I can't get a good reading.

The compass is going haywire.

Ooooh dear.

- You have to get out of here.
- I'm not leaving without you.

I'm so happy to be here with you.

- Were you scared?
- Yeah, I was scared.

I wasn't scared.

Yeah you were.

You should've seen your face.
You were terrified.

What was that thing?

What do you have nightmares about?

You gotta loosen up, Preble.

I don't wanna go to your house.

I just wanna stay here,
right here with you.

It can't last.

Why?

Because the house is on fire
and you're gonna die soon.

But...

I'm here.

And you're here.

Yeah, but once the fire
takes over the house,

you won't be.

You have to go back.

- You're bleeding again.
- I know.

You have to turn yourself
into a caterpillar.

What?

Preble, I know this sounds crazy,

but you need to trust me.

There's only one way home.

So I turned myself into a caterpillar

and I swam across the ocean.

And when the ocean turned
into a desert, I crawled.

I crawled through the sand
for decades.

And then the snows came.

A massive snow storm
that lasted for centuries.

And then one day I started to feel
my body coming back to me.

Stinging snow against my face
made it impossible to see.

All the while knowing
that if I didn't make it back,

Bella's secret would die...

and the ads in our dreams
would just grow stronger.

And then I saw it.

I've been looking for you.

I know what you did.

I don't want you here.

That's no way to talk
to an old friend.

You're not my friend.

Really?

I gave you everything you needed...

everything you ever wanted.

And you know why?

You don't even know what
you want until I give it to you!

You need me.

And that's never gonna change.

Let's go shopping.

I can't breathe.

I can't breathe.

Preble.

Listen to me, Preble.

You don't have much time.

You're in danger.

When you can no longer breathe,

when you're buried under everything,

when all hope is lost...

dream of me.

Dream of me, Preble.

Dream of me and I'll come to you.

Bella.

Preble, Preble!

Preble?

Preble?

Preble, Preble, where are you, Preble?

Preble?

Preble, wake up.

Preble, turn this knob.

Turn it again.

Again, again, again!

How many planets have I been?

And then suddenly
everyone I knew was there.

And they were all cheering.

Cheering for us.

But something was wrong.

- Hello, mother.
- Peter.

I'm so sorry about everything.

I love you so, so, so much.

He shouldn't be here.

Hello, Preble.

It's time you go home.

Step right up.
The ride's about to begin.

But everyone was smiling and happy.

Maybe people change.

Maybe things change.

What's happening?

We're separating.

He tricked us!

We're disintegrating!

No, I don't believe that.

I can feel the fire.

It's overtaking me.

Fight it, Preble.
You can fight it.

I can't stop it.

Goodbye, Bella.

I'm melting.

Melting, that's it.

The ice cream cone.

Ice cream cone?
What ice cream cone?

I like your song.

Thank you.

Would you like to go for a walk?

Okay.

I've loved you in many lifetimes,

in many forms,

in many places through many storms.

In the desert, lost at sea,

with little hope to comfort me.

But there you were, all alone.

Arm in arm we made it home.