All language subtitles for Speechless (2017) - S02E02 - F-I– FIRST S-E– SECOND F– FIRST DAY_track3_[eng]

Okay, come on, kids.
You're late for school.

Oh, my goodness,
it's First Second First Day.

First day of school, it's your
second year at the same school,

first time that's happened --
First Second First Day.

First...second...

Ray, you're supposed to be
the smart one.

[ Whispers ]
Pretend to get it.

Oh, yeah, it's great.

Okay, I am not trying
to be rude,

but everybody shut up
and go to school.

Dylan, you're gonna need
your backpack.

Oh, yeah.
Where is that idiot?

JJ, you ready?

No. We're having a bit
of a sartorial standoff.

We can't both wear
heather-gray polos and khakis.

We'll look like we're signing
people up for credit cards!

JJ, could you please
go change -- quickly.
[ Laughs ]

Why the rush, Dad?
Glad you asked.

I have waited three months
for the house to be empty,

and it is finally here.

Today, I am taking
an uninterrupted shower.

No more stopping
because somebody needs to pee

or we ran out of hot water

or someone let an opossum
into the house.

I let a raccoon
in the house.

The possum was
his loser friend.

I'm just as eager to
get out of here as you are.

I've got the ultimate
in bragging rights --

a girlfriend who goes
to another school.

Darling, that's true,
but, famously,

that is a thing
nobody believes.

I know no one
believes someone

when they say
they have a girlfriend

that goes to another school,
but not this time.

I'm Taylor Marriman,
Ray DiMeo's girlfriend.

And here's today's newspaper
so you know it's real!

Boom!
Perfect.

That hostage-style video
is gonna fix everything.

In the car!
Got to shower!

There we go --
two completely different shirts.

Perfect.

[ Sighs ] What?

I'd like our outfits to be
telling some kind of story.

Get -- Get out
of my house.

Dylan, where are we
on the backpack?

Where was the last place
I had it?

"Suck it, school!

Summertime!"

It was here the whole time!
All right!

And my bagel's
still here.

Best First Second First Day
ever!

Do you understand it?
No.

-- Captions by VITAC --

Mrs. DiMeo!
How was your summer?

It was lovely, thank you.
How was yours?

Deeply weird.

But anyway,
please follow me.

I'd like to
show you something.

[ Singsong voice ]
Presenting...

Oh!
Ow!

...our newest students!

Gosh,
I'm all for showmanship,

but how long were you
sitting in the dark?

Oh, not long.
20 minutes.

These lovely young people are
registered to start next week,

and it is all
thanks to you.

We were all at
the Special Education Panel

you spoke at in July.

You gave such
a strong endorsement

of Lafayette's
disability program,

we followed your lead
and transferred.

Aww.
Amazing!

You spoke at the panel?

I thought you were just
in the audience.

Well, no, I was,
but then they realized

I had an enormous amount
to offer,

and so they invited me
onstage.

Hello. Maya DiMeo.

How can we as parents
best advocate

for our children's needs?

Well, I think as parents --
If I may.

Thank you so much.
Thank you.

As I like to say, it's the
school that teaches the child,

but it's the parents
who teach the school.

Now, what do I mean
by that?

Your advice was just
so spot-on.

Ohh, you noticed that.

And delivered so loudly.

[ Laughter ]
Thank you.

We just can't wait to
pick your brain some more

about our new school.

That is an excellent idea.

Oh, my goodness.
Wisdom. Ding. Ding.

Prepared to be imparted.

Bing! Bing! Bing! Bing!
[ Laughter ]

There's enough for everyone.

I always feared
this day would come.

She's being validated.

Run!

Powers:
[ Gasps ] There she is.

Dylan DiMeo,
meet Leah Roberts.

Hi.

This is Leah's first day
at Lafayette,

and we thought, since you
got the tour last year,

we'd do a fun switcheroo
and have you show Leah around!

Sounds fun.

Have you shown her
the library?

Well, that's not
the library.

Oh.

Okay.

So, that is not
the library.

Maybe we should start off
downstairs.

Oh, there is
no downstairs.

W-What did you think
was downstairs?

The Trogett Center
for Media and the Humanities?

Yeah, but there is n--

And that's just
so specific.

Okay, you know what? Maybe
I should find another student.

Nah, I'll bang it out.

Bumpy takeoff,
but I know the place.

Okay. Then, uh...
thank you, Dylan.

No problem.
Great.

Your dad seems nice.

Ray, talk some sense
into your brother.

JJ needs to take a language
this year,

and he's insisting
on taking German.

Why?

"I like making Kenneth say
B-E..."

[ Drops pencil, hits table ]

JJ, name one instance where
you're gonna have to say

"bezirksschornstein-
fegermeister."

[ Laughs ]

Oh, hi, Kenneth.

Oh! Gabrielle
of House Moreno.

What up?
Clutch to see you.

Uh, you caught me
getting lost in a book.

Oh.

"Who is that?"

It's Ms. Moreno,
the Spanish teacher --

who apparently
drives Kenneth

bezirksschornstein-
fegermeister.

"Change of plans.

Sign me up for Spanish."

JJ, why?

He doesn't need any help.

[ Chuckles ]
Pretty good, right?

Only five lessons,
I swear to God.

Hey, Jimmy!
Getting in shape?

Nah -- getting dirty
for a shower.

Hey, you gonna
use that stuff?

Hit me!

Thank you!

Now,
who's got questions?

Doesn't have to be about
disability.

I've got thoughts on politics,
cyberspace, and I'm a foodie.

How long did you know
before you got here

that Lafayette would be this
amazing paradise for your son?

See,
I love those questions --

'cause they show
how little you know.

Lafayette was no paradise.

We got what we needed

because I never just took
what they offered.

Don't be afraid
of the big ask.

I mean, that is how we got
our full-time aide, Kenneth.

Oh, Dr. Miller didn't offer
any of us full-time aides.

Then demand it!

I don't know how
to thank you.

Nobody tells you
how to do this stuff,

and I always felt so alone
trying to figure it out.

Oh, well,
you're not alone anymore.

I'm here to help you.

[ Sighs ]
You got any more questions?

More of a comment
than a question --

uh, my ex-wife
is gonna tell you all

that I'm not ready to date,
but I am.

But are you really?

She's right -- I'm not.
Maya, you're a genius.

And we conclude our tour
with the cafeteria.

Boy: Hey!

That is a restroom.

You...really don't seem to
know much about this place.

Yeah, well,
I change schools a lot,

so I didn't think
I'd be here.

And quite frankly,
after that tour,

I'm not too impressed.

You don't have to
babysit me anymore.

You probably want to go have
lunch with your friends.

Nah, actually,
I'm gonna head out.

Which way
was the exit, again?

That way.

Look at you,
MapQuest!

Mrs. DiMeo.
Don't worry.

I know I often come in here
to yell or beg

and occasionally make
international phone calls,

but this visit, I'm going to do
none of those things.

Oh?
I'm here to thank you.

All those new families
you brought me --

the Mayan Empire,
people are calling it.

Oh, wow.

We are going to
change their lives.

I spent so many years
fighting for JJ,

and now I feel like
I'm part of something bigger,

and it feels great,
so thank you.

No, thank you,
Mrs. DiMeo.

I'm so glad this is
a non-yelling visit,

'cause I've taken
the new families' requests

to the district, and...

Great.

...every last one
has been rejected.

Okay. Right.

[ Door opens ]
[ Exhales ]

Wow.

New visit!

Those families moved
to Lafayette

to give their kids
a better life.

I promised them that!

Mrs. DiMeo, you know
that getting steamrolled by you

is one of the great joys
of my job.

But appropriations
are a district issue.

District issue, is it?
Right.

Guess I'm gonna be
going over your head, then.

Please go over my head.

Use me as a ladder
to get there.

Stick your foot in my mouth
for more firm purchase.

I will cheer you on
as you fight for those kids!

[ Muffled ]
Give 'em hell, Maya!

Give 'em hell, Maya!

[ Richard Strauss' "Also Sprach
Zarathustra" plays ]

**

[ Music slows, distorts ]

No.

[ Music stops ]

[ Sprinkler running ]

[ Music resumes, normal ]

[ Tires screech ]

[ Grunts ]
Summer's over. Go learn.

Nice speech, Robe!

Dude. Why'd you sign up
for Spanish instead of German?

"You know why."

Because you both have mice
caught in your pants?

"I want to be your wingman
for Ms. Moreno."

And if a wingman's quality

is based on whether his brother
has a girlfriend,

then you're in good shape.

JJ, that is
a nice thought, but...

[ Laughs ]
there's nothing there.

"Don't be shy.

We've known each other
for a year now.

You've seen
my search history."

Yeah,
and I can't unsee it,

Mr. "Emma Watson,
workout, sweaty."

[ Quietly ]
Did you find anything?

JJ, since I started
working with you,

women have been
the last thing on my mind.

Guess you could say I've taken
a vow of "cerebralsy."

"I wish you didn't have to stop
all dating to work with me."

Yeah.
That's some sacrifice.

As someone who has a girlfriend,
I can't even imagine --

"P-U-N"...

Y-Yeah, sure thing.

Like, in the face?

[ Laughs ]

[ Door opens ]

I'm sorry.
We're in a meeting.

Ah, yes, and I'm sure
it's very important.

What's on the agenda today?

Covering up for some
horny football coach?

Sure, he spends school money
on strippers,

but he gets it done
on the field!

We're discussing
a cancer fundraiser.

Whatever keeps Coach Lapdance
off the front pages.

[ Clicks tongue ]
Now to the matter at hand.

It has come to my attention
that a number

of new special-needs families
at Lafayette

have been denied
the services they requested.

I insist they receive the same
benefits as my son JJ DiMeo,

and I will accept
no less!

JJ DiMeo.

So, it looks like
you currently receive

15% more funding
than we earmarked for you.

I'm sorry --
this aide, Kenneth,

we're covering
how many hours?

Glad you brought this
to our attention.

Let's get rid
of that overage.

What? O-O-O-Oh, no!

Hey! Oi! Stop writing.

Come on!
Just a big joke.

This is all a simulation.

I'm actually from
the Overage Detection Agency,

and this is all a test.

Forget it. There's just --
Drop the fake accent.

[ Southern accent ]
Y'all can just close that file.

[ British accent ] Cheers.
D'oh.

[ Southern accent ] Cheers.

Good day to you, ma'am.

* O, say can you see

I-I'm sorry to take up
so much of your time.

I just have a lot riding
on this shower,

and I assure you that --

**

What are you
doing here?!

You don't
get to ask that!

[ Cellphone ringing ]

It's Kenneth's.

He's still
in the bathroom.

"Katie Hot Tub"?

"He said he wasn't dating.

Open his photos."

Say you think
Kenneth is dead.

If you think he's dead,

then it's not a crime to look
through his photos,

'cause you can't commit a crime
against a dead person.

"I think Kenneth is dead."

Oh, sad.

Who are these women?

And they're recent.

These ones are wearing
the same swimsuit.

Does he have
a loaner suit?

"Kenneth lied to me."

Kenneth let me use
this hot tub!

Thank you for coming
to this emergency meeting

of the Mayan Empire!

What -- What's
the "Mayan Empire"?

Someone was calling us that.
I forget who.

So, any idea when we'll get
to meet our aides?

Yes, and I think it's time
we graduated

onto some more
advanced stuff, you know?

Enough of this
"big ask" rubbish,

because the best way
to actually show the school

that you're a force
to be reckoned with

is to ask
for very little.

How does that get us
what we need?

Well, it might not,
but the important thing is,

by withdrawing your requests
and asking for, say, a pencil,

you're sending a very confusing
message to the school,

and that goes
a long way.

Wait a minute.
I don't think I understand.
That's not...

At the panel, you said that
we should never back down.

Yeah. You did.
Yes.

You made us yell it.
I did, yeah.

Why are you saying this?
Is there a chance they won't

provide us with aides?
Ah...

Should we not have
followed you here?

Gah! Oh, bollocks.
It's all right.

I'm, you know, I'm gonna
figure it out, okay?

I'm not gonna let you down.

**

[ Groans ]

I can't go to school.
I think I have...

whatever it is
that Ray has.

Ray doesn't have anything.
Really?

But then why
does he act like that?

You're going to school.

I don't know
what's going on.

I thought it was maybe just
not wanting summer to be over,

but you're going to school,
period!

I can do that.
You promise?

Yes. I will go to school.
I promise.

That feels airtight.

DiMeo -- D-I-M-E-O.

Yeah, it's not there.

[ Laughs ] I see.
You didn't say which school.

[ Sighs ]

So, you don't mind school
in general.

What's wrong
with your school?
Lafayette sucks.

They don't even have
a Trogett Center for
Media and the Humanities.

And we're all disappointed
by that, but come on.

It's got your track team,

it's got all
your favorite teachers,

it's got your friends --
I don't have any friends.

Yeah, you do.
Not real ones.

People love you.
You're great!

Of course I'm great.
I'm amazing.

They don't know that.

I didn't bother
to get to know them

because I assumed
we'd be moving on,

because we always move on.

Yes, I'm amazing...

and alone.

I didn't realize us moving
around was so hard on you.

I didn't care till they had me
give this new girl a tour.

I didn't know anything.

She was a really nice girl,
but, like, suuuper passive.

She just went, like,
wherever I told her to go.

Seems like appropriate
tour behavior.

Anyway, I'm used to
not knowing anyone,

but I'm not used to
being around for so long

that I should know them.

I felt...weird.

Well, we're still here.

Let them in.

Yeah?
Is it worth my time?

I mean, are we going to stay
at this school?

Yeah, I think so.
No, I need more than that.

Promise me.

Yeah.

I can do that.
I promise.

Okay, then.

Deal.

Everyone at Catholic school
smokes cigarettes.

Oh?

Let's get you dry,
partner.

Hey, did something happen
in swim class?

Because you're usually humming
extremely profane rap songs

during your showers.

All right. Hang on.

"I saw your pictures.

Why did you lie
about dating?"

Uh...
you know, first off,

you're not allowed
to look at a person's phone

unless you think
they're dead,

and you actually
have to say it.

You did?

Respect.

Okay, I shouldn't
have lied,

but I-I'd rather keep
that sort of thing private.

My life is my life.

"Not fair."

What do you mean,
"Not fair"?

We can have boundaries
with each other.

"You can. I can't."

[ Cellphone ringing, buzzing ]

Rent the room,
Katie Hot Tub!

Right, I don't want
to alarm anybody,

but yesterday,
there was a bit of a hiccup.

It would seem that, uh,

Lafayette's disability budget
is tapped,

and we may have to cut back on
Kenneth's hours or share him.

We can't share Kenneth
with another family.

That's disgusting.
Agreed.

But if we keep things as-is,

another family's not gonna get
what they need,

unless...

we change schools.

What?

"Also, what?"

Look, hear me out.

Mesa Canyon High School --

drowning in funding,
completely untapped.

We can have this all to
ourselves and keep Kenneth.

The other families get
to come to Lafayette,

they get everything
that we got.

It's a win-win.

The DiMeos are
on the move again!

You're serious?

No. We're not
changing schools.

Come on!
It's what we do!

We're Army brats,
but for cerebral palsy!

Yes, in the past,
whenever we've had a problem,

we've always just
changed schools.

It's been the ace
up our sleeve.

But Lafayette works.

For the first time,

I don't think we can beat
the hand we've got.

Ooh, that's
two poker metaphors.

Good or terrible?

Great.
Not a fan.

Forget moving.
The kids deserve some stability.

We have to
make it work here.

Yeah, I still
haven't showered.

All right.

Let's make it work.

But I don't know
what else to do.

I can think of one more thing
you can do.

You're not gonna like it,
though.

Dr. Miller,
I need your help.

[Bleep], you say?

Kenneth: JJ. Dude!

Hold up, man.
Listen, you're right.

It's not fair that I get
to put up these walls

and you can't with me.

So I think it's only fair
that I reveal myself to you.

"Are you going to
show me your..."

No!

But I am gonna show you
my emotional penis.

Mind your business,
Deshaun!

I'm proud of the man I am
when I'm working with you.

I'm less proud of the me
who's been divorced twice

and goes by "HotTubHercules"
on Yahoo! Personals.

So I tried to...
keep him from you.

"Yikes. I wish you had."

[ Both laugh ]

Well, I-I hope
you're ready to see it --

the full, complex portrait
that is Kenneth.

"We've got a Spanish teacher
to talk to."

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, hi, Kenneth.

And you must be JJ.

Well, um, Ms. Moreno,

we're gonna start a year
in your class, but...

I need you
to know something.

I have feelings for you --

big, bold,
Technicolor feelings.

I'm ready to be
with someone special.

Kenneth,
I am so flattered.

But...I don't feel that way
about you.

I just...don't.

I'm sorry.

Oh. [ Chuckles ]

You -- What,
you thought that was me?

No, that -- that was JJ.

I was reading for him.

You know, that's how this works.
You'll get used to it.

Oh, JJ.
[ Whimpers ]

Oh, baby.

Oh!
It takes guts,

but you gonna be all right,
dawg, okay?

You'll find
that special lady.

[ Whimpers ]

JJ needs to be at the school
and he needs Kenneth,

but I can't shortchange
those other families.

I thought I had this
whole "special needs mom"
thing figured out,

and it turns out I don't know
how to do any of it.

You did the exact right thing --
you came to me.

Oh, good.
So, what's the solution?

Oh, I have no clue.

I'm looking
at this budget,

and I can't free up
another nickel!

I already pay a ton of employees
I can't fire who do nothing --

just absolute loads.

We can't hire anyone new.

Those absolute loads
who do nothing...

...show them to me.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Hi, Leah.

Hey, Dylan.
Hi, everyone.

I guess you're all
new here.

I'm new most years, but I think
I've been doing it wrong.

Maybe I can give you guys
some tips on how to do it right.

First off, it's probably
a good idea to let people in,

get to know them.

That's really nice,

but all of us have been here
for, like, five years.

Oh, great. Can you show me
where everything is?

Take a long, last look
at these worthless losers,

'cause I'm gonna turn 'em
into full-time aides.

Welcome to Hell, losers!

I told them this was
a Popsicle party.

And one for you,
and one...

And I know, I-I-I-I bought
this one earlier,

and this one seems perfect,
but $3.99.

Can I confess something?

It's not about the loofah.
It's about the shower.

I-I've hung too much on it,
and now it's finally here.

I'm gonna be disappointed.
I know it.

And on the off-chance it is
as amazing as I've dreamed,

then what?

I live out my days knowing
I'll never be that happy again?

Do you want to consider
a washcloth?

I'm in a hell
of my own making, Kelsey.