All language subtitles for Hot in Cleveland s03e20 The Gateway Friend.eng

Hot in Clevelandis recorded

in front of a live
studio audience.

Hi, Elka.

It's good to be home.
Warm smile.

Why did she say "Warm smile"?

Our faces are frozen
from a special form of Botox.

So for the next 24 hours,

the only way we can express
our emotions is to say them.

Slightly embarrassed
from the situation red face.

Why would you fly
to Los Angeles

to get your face frozen?

Couldn't you just stay here

and stick your heads
in a snow drift?

We have to get
our treatments in L.A.

Because that's
where Dr. Minton is.

That man is a genius.

Dr. Minton is the best
dermatologist in the country.

He's the reason
we don't look unnatural.

Every A-list celebrity
goes to him.

How did you get in?

We have a gateway friend.

A gateway friend is someone

who can get you
into every place exclusive.

Our gateway friend

is Dr. Minton's receptionist/
girlfriend Courtney.

When we're in L.A.,
I do her eyebrows

and Victoria takes her
to premieres

in exchange for appointments.

What do you do for her?

Not really caring.

I listen to her
relationship problems.

Yes, for the past three days,

Melanie has had a fake smile
plastered on her face

just so she could get a fake
smile plastered on her face.

[Phone ringing]
Oh, that's Courtney now.

Hey, Court, what's up?

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh. What?

Look of panic.

Of course you can come
stay with us in Cleveland

and cry on our shoulders.

She broke up
with Dr. Minton

and quit her job
as his receptionist.

We lost our gateway?

Jaw drop, Melanie, jaw drop.

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Have your faces unfrozen yet?

Because I wanna see
anger and outrage.

Why, what's up?

"Help keep Cleveland
the forest city."

"Save 100-year-old historic
oak tree from destruction."

But this is at the end
of our block.

Why would someone want
to get rid

of that beautiful old tree?

A developer bought the lot

and he plans to bulldoze it.

Oh, that's terrible.

They wanna put in a day spa.

- Finally, oh!
- That's fantastic.

Elka, I'm sorry.

But that means that
we'd have a day spa,

a wine bar, and a fire station,
all within walking distance.

Oh, it's the single ladies+
holy trinity.

- Can someone open the door?
- Yeah-yeah.

We're coming.

Hello, girls.

Oh, hello, Courtney.

Can you give me a hand?

She fainted getting out
of the car.

Thank you,
I feel much better now.

I just got lightheaded
from the lack of smog.

Right, honey,
we should've warned you.

If you haven't been outside
of L.A. in quite a while,

the pure oxygen
can be overwhelming.

Yeah, sometimes
when I get homesick,

I let the car run
with the garage door closed.

Oh, springtime
in L.A.

How are your faces doing?

Excellent.

No visible lines.

Everything looks
to be in order.

[Gasps]

How did this happen?

I'm 90.

Since everyone lies
about their age by at least 20,

that makes you 110.

I'm 90.

How long have you been
without oxygen?

Well, I moved
to L.A. in 1980...

Hey, you're trying to get me
to reveal my real age.

[Giggling] She's good.

Courtney, we are delighted
that you came to us

in your time of need,
but isn't there any way

that you could patch things up
with Dr. Minton?

No, and now you've got me
sobbing again.

I don't see any tears.

The last time
Dr. Minton and I broke up,

he said he would never
make me cry again.

So he removed my tear ducks.

Genius.

Well, I'm off to save a tree

let me know how
this all turns out.

Or don't.

I don't really care.

Do you mind if I use
your powder room?

I just started
an aggressive round

of experimental face cream,
and every two hours

I have to make sure my skin
isn't eating itself.

Yeah, sure, it's down
the hall, to the left.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

Okay, this is gonna
be harder than we thought.

We talked in the car.

She swears it is over
between her and Dr. Minton.

There is no way it's over
until we say it's over.

No, it's time to pull out
the big guns.

I say we try
the three-pronged attack.

Agreed. I'll take "Cold,
hard facts for women over 40."

And I will do "Yes, but"s.

And I'll make up
a pathetic single friend

as a cautionary tale.

Just don't call her
"Joy" this time.

But it's such a good name

for someone who's
a complete mess.

Don't take it personally.

Oh, here she comes.

There were no prescriptions
in your medicine cabinet.

How do you stay happy here?

Oh, we're always happy here.

Unless one of us
is going through a break-up.

- Mm.
- Which reminds me--

Did you know a single woman
over 40 is more likely

to be attacked by an ostrich

than meet a new man
after a break-up?

That's a frightening statistic.

Still, I think
I could do better

than someone who afraid
of commitment.

Yes, but...could you?

I think so.

Yes, but...really?

Maybe.

Yes, but...seriously?

I never thought of it
like that.

You know, a--
a similar thing happened

to my friend Joy.

Not this Joy.

Uh, two years ago, she got out
of a tong-term relationship,

and right now,
she is living on her own

in a studio apartment
in Reseda.

The valley?

I am just so proud of her.

I mean, she doesn't need
a man to be happy.

That's what her
52 cats are for.

Oh, my God,
you girls are right.

I have to get back together
with Dr. Minton.

I don't wanna be like Joy.

Oh, none does.

What?

Is this the valley?

We keep telling you
Cleveland doesn't have a valley.

Looks like the valley.

Come on, come on.
We're here to celebrate.

You're getting back together
with a Beverly Hills doctor.

You're right.
A round of drinks,

and then off to the airport.

Wait, all the men
are looking at me.

Well, that's what men do here.

I remember that look.
It's desire.

Isn't that funny?

That's what we said the first
time we came to Cleveland.

Oh, my God,
they're positively leering.

Even guys younger than
my fake age are looking at me.

Uh-oh.

I'm gonna do something
I haven't done in 20 years--

relax my stomach muscles.

Oh, my God,
they're still looking.

Melanie, your Christmas
letters were true.

- Yes, but--
- "Yes, but" nothing.

These animals
view me as nothing

but a mindless sex object,

and I'm gonna go show them
that they're right.

Hi, I'm Courtney.

We're idiots.

It was a mistake coming here.

We should've kept her isolated
from the indigenous population.

I don't know
what's worse--

you telling outsiders
about our special powers here,

or that you're still
wring Christmas letters.

People like
my Christmas letters.

Look, this city is our secret.

Now what if she tells
other women?

Cleveland will be overrun
with desperate refugees

from Beverly Hills, and then
it really will be the valley.

We've got to get her
out of here

before she becomes
completely intoxicated

with the magic of Cleveland.

Okay, but you do have
to drive her to the airport,

because it's karaoke night,
and my fans will be disappointed

if I don't
sing "Wonderwall."

It's kind of my jam.

Seven men just offered
to buy me a drink.

But the bartender
wouldn't serve me

until I showed him
my I.D.,

which I refused to do because
it would break the spell.

So now one of you
have to go get me a drink.

Oh, no, we can't
because we have to get you

to the airport
as soon as possible.

- Why?
- Uh...

They moved your flight up.

Flights don't get moved up.

Until now.

Everyone but you
got there early,

and they said,
"Oh, let's do it."

Who care if I miss it?

They love me here.

There's no way I'm getting
on a plane tonight.

Oh, hi.

Oh, my God, I feel
a frown breaking through.

[Whistles and applause]

Thank you, Cleveland.

Okay, okay,
everyone settle down,

settle down.
Time for results.

First place--no surprise
here--goes to...

Courtney Pice.

[Applause]

Second place goes to...
Cleveland Browns

star kick return specialist--
this man just came in

to ask for directions,
and stayed to sing

"Wind Beneath my Wings"--
Josh Cribbs!

[Hoots and applause]

And third place
goes to Joy Hoggs.

That's "Scroggs."

[Paltry applause]

I can't believe I lost.

Hey, I'm bummed too.

I have two passions in life--
football and karaoke.

Fortunately for me,
one of them pays really well.

It's football.

Thank you, everybody.

And don't worry,
I'll be back next week

to defend my title because...

I'm moving to Cleveland!

[Cheers and applause]

All: Courtney!
Courtney! Courtney!

Courtney!
Courtney! Courtney!

Thank you for
supporting the cause.

To be perfectly honest,
we wanted an excuse

to get away from Courtney.

She's so superficial
and shallow,

and all about how men
respond to her appearance.

Yeah, don't you just hate
women like that?

So how come you like
this tree so much?

I've been walking past it
for 60 years.

Oh, if it gets cut down,

it would be like
losing a friend.

- Mm.
- Aww.

A real friend,
not a gateway friend.

Turns out our gateway friend's

gonna be our new
neighbor friend.

Courtney's staying
in Cleveland.

And if we can't get her
back to L.A.,

there is no chance she can
reconcile with Dr. Minton.

Isn't this where
you three knuckleheads

come up with
some harebrained scheme,

and I tell you it's stupid,
and you do it anyway?

Way ahead
of you. Smile.

Dr. Minton, thank you
so much for coming.

I flew out as soon as I saw
that picture of Victoria.

- Where is she?
- I'm right here.

Victoria!

What did you do to your face?

Did you get it wet?

You know my treatments
are not FDA approved.

They're not?

- When did this happen?
- Overnight.

Like in that lifetime
original movie

where I switch bodies
with Hilary Duff

called Switcheroo Summer.

I'm ruined.

You're ruined?
I have a callback tomorrow

on CSI: Miami.

CSI: Miami
is on hiatus.

You're not Victoria.
Who are you?

I told you not
to go off-book.

And I told you I don't know
what that means.

What is going on?

Look, we brought you here
to talk about Courtney.

Now don't you still love her?

I do, truly.
I always will, but...

I'm not ready to settle down.

I'm only 65.

You're 65?

I'm very good at what I do.

But at your age,

can you really continue
this Peter Pan lifestyle?

Well, I'm in my 60s,

but thanks to hair plugs
and extensive plastic surgery,

I could pass for 38.

You can knock off
another ten years,

bringing me down to 28.

I drive a Porsche, which
knocks off another five years,

minus two more
because it's a convertible.

When you do the math,
I'm barely old enough to drink.

- Courtney?
- Dr. Minton?

- Josh Cribbs?
- Dr. Minton?

I thought you said he was dead.

- He is to me.
- Cribbs.

What the hell, man?

I had you on my fantasy team,

you went out with a groin injury
in the Steelers game.

You really wreed
my whole season.

Well, that must've been
painful for you.

Almost as painful
as a groin injury.

What are you doing here?

Came to see Victoria,

but now that I see you, I--
I really miss you, Courtney.

Enough to marry me?

Maybe. Someday.
Not yet.

Well, fine, I'll just
marry Josh Cribbs.

Wait, what?

Okay, this is getting
a little too weird for me.

Good night, everyone.

I think what that large
football man is trying

to tell us is that you two
obviously belong together.

You know, he's right.

Come on, Gaby, let's go back
to the way things were.

Why should I?
In L.A., a woman my age

has to take whatever
she can get.

But here in Cleveland,
I can get whatever I want

and whomever I want.

I don't have to date
a 65-year-old senior citizen.

Are you really going
to play the age card,

Miss Born in 1960--

Well, the joke is on you.

You forgot that I lost
all feeling in my cheeks

after my last skin graft.

I literally have the face
of a man half my age.

All: Genius.

[Grunting]

- Hi.
- Dr. Minton.

What are you doing here?

I was on my way to the airport,

but I turned around because
I couldn't stop thinking

about your face.

- Oh, I get that a lot.
- Yeah.

I was drawn to it,
and I couldn't figure out why,

but now I remember. You--
you look like my grandmother.

Before she made me
make her look young

and she started
dressing like Kesha.

I'm proud of my wrinkles.

I earned every line.

Just like this
gnarled old tree.

It's a beautiful tree.

In Los Angeles, our trees
are cell phone towers.

There's beauty in things
that are naturally old.

That's why I wanna protect it.

Ah, I can see why.

Although I would shave off a few
of these limbs for symmetry.

Maybe take this bump out,
make it look less ethnic.

Sorry. Habit.

You and that tiny girl
back at my house

are perfect for each other.

What's the story there?

I love Courtney.

She's the best thing
that's ever happened to me.

Well, then
why dot you marry her?

I'm too young to get married.

Not growing up is not the same
as being young.

I hear what you're saying.

But a leopard
can't change its spots.

It can if it finds
the tiny leopard

it wants to change for.

Wow, you don't give up, do you?

- Mm-mm.
- Now you really remind me

- of my grandmother.
- [Laughing]

Minus the miniskirt
and the body glitter.

I've got a flight to catch.

- Whoo...
- Oh, are you okay?

Yeah, this old oak

really pumps out
the oxygen, doesn't it?

[Thuds]

- Courtney.
- Dr. Minton.

He fell out of my tree.

Why didn't you tell us?

I told her not to.

I couldn't think of a way
to make it home off sexy.

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

But at the hospital,
they made me give my real age.

That plus some stuff Elka said
to me got me thinking.

Well, she's done
a lot of living

in her 110 years.

I'm 90.

Of course you are.

The reason I've tried
to stay young

was so that I would have
enough time

to find the perfect woman.

But now I realize
that the person

I have been searching for
all this time

was just outside my office do.

All: Aww.

Why are you three gushing?

That line is from
every romantic comedy ever.

We're from Hollywood, where
originality is frowned upon.

Courtney...

Will you marry me?

[Squeaks] Yes.

Aw, she makes him
want to be a better man.

He had her
at "Hello."

I weep for your generation.

Any ideas on a date yet?

We're due back in L.A.
in six months

for our follow-up
appointments.

Well, by that time,
I wanna be married to Courtney,

living in Cleveland
and complaining

- about the Indians' bullpen.
- What?

That is, if it's okay with you.

Of course. I don't care
where we live,

as long as I'm
Mrs. Dr. Minton.

There are little puffs of air

coming out of her eyes.

I'm crying.

So are you really
gonna move to Cleveland?

Oh, yeah, I'm gonna outbid
the day spa people,

build an office on that lot,

and keep the old oak.

Oh, thank you.

This is fabulous.

So we lose a day spa,

but we gain
a celebrity dermatologist.

Oh, no, I'm not gonna practice
the vanity arts in Cleveland.

- What?
- Are you kidding me?

I wanna focus on real
dermatological problems

like ringworm and psoriasis.

No more silly
fountain of youth stuff.

You're still gonna
do me, right?

Well, yeah, of course.
I have to have a hot wife.

Dr. Minton.

Besides, they were this close
to shutting down

my clinic in L.A.

Why?

No reason.

Okay, well, I've done my
research, and there are a number

of places we could get our Botox
done here in Cleveland.

In fact, there's one here
where we can use a Groupon.

Groupon Botox, Melanie?
Has it come to that?

Even my pathetic friend, Joy--
not you, Joy--

wouldn't stoop that low.

Well, I guess we could just
accept life as it comes.

- What, age naturally?
- Hmm.

We've never thought about that.

We could give it a try.

I have a major
announcement to make.

We have been Botox-free
for three years.

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On second thought, Cleveland
Botox doesn't sound that bad.

Print that Groupon,
Melanie, print it.

- Done and done.
- To fighting nature.

- To fighting nature.
- To fighting nature.

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