All language subtitles for One Mississippi s01e02 Effects.eng

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("Jambalaya" by
The Plainsmen playing)

♫ Jambalaya
and a crawfish pie ♫

♫ And a fillet gumbo ♫

♫ 'Cause tonight ♫

♫ I'm gonna see
my ma cher amio ♫

♫ Pick guitar, fill fruit jar ♫

♫ And be gay-o ♫

♫ Son of a gun,
we'll have big fun ♫

♫ On the bayou ♫

♫ Son of a gun,
we'll have big fun ♫

♫ On the bayou. ♫

(crickets chirping)
(toilet flushes)

♫ Don't try
to cross that river ♫

♫ That you cannot see ♫

♫ Don't try to tunnel ♫

♫ Through that mountain ♫

♫ That may not be ♫

♫ Don't try to
bear that burden ♫

♫ That would bring you ♫

Jesus.

♫ Sorrow ♫

(groans)

♫ Just let tomorrow be ♫

Oh, my God.

♫ Until tomorrow. ♫

Hello? Who's there?

It's just me.

(scoffs)
You all right?

Yeah, I... broke a shelf.

Sorry about that, I'll fix it.

What are you even
doing down here?

Is that
a stun gun flashlight?

It's 3:26 in the morning.

I thought you were an intruder.

Oh, I'm for sure
an intruder.

I just need
more toilet paper.

Did you look under the sink?

I put in six extra rolls
yesterday.

Yeah, I'm aware of that.

Oh.

Look, you can clean

this up in the morning.

I'll do it, rather, you...

you should go back to bed.

Did you put ice
on Mom's head?

I suggested it.

She said to
stop being such a nerd.

Was there a bump?

Not when I went upstairs.

She said she was fine.

I checked her pupils.

She stayed downstairs?

Yes.

To watch Jimmy Kimmel.

Because he was your friend.

I mean, I met him briefly
once at a party.

Well, she thought
he was your friend.

She watched him every night.

I went to sleep at 10:00.

It was just a regular night.

"Good night, honey,

I'll just sit down here
and bleed to death."

Tig.

I did what I could.

I'm not saying you didn't,

I'm just trying
to understand it.

No one understands death.

I... I'm not trying
to understand death,

I'm trying
to understand her death.

♫ If I was ♫

♫ A cute little kid ♫

♫ I would show you ♫

♫ The painting I did for you ♫

♫ But I'm up in the air ♫

♫ I'm not here and not there ♫

♫ If I was ♫

♫ A sad-eyed 18 ♫

♫ I would cut all... ♫

"How was your stay
at the hospital?"

"Were you satisfied?"

Or did things not go so well?

Because you died.

-(song ends)
-WOMAN (over phone): That was "Who Knew"

from You Won't because...

I'm wearing some seriously
ripped jeans right now.

(scoffs)
Good God.

(dialing)

(sighs, phone ringing)

Dude, are you listening?

Yeah, Anja does not get
the tone of my show.

She has great taste.

And then she talks.

(over phone):
There's no connection

between the music
and what she's saying.

-It's just not my show.
- What can I do, man?

You need your personal time.

I'll...

I'll record the story here.

Then I'll send a playlist
to go along with it.

-Okay?
-Yeah, I guess.

Sure, knock yourself out, dude.

-All right, peace out.
-(disconnects)

(scoffs)

"Number two.

"During this hospital stay,
how often did

"doctors and nurses
explain things

in a way you could understand?"

I mean, considering you had
zero brain activity.

"Number three.

"After you left the hospital,

"did you go directly
to your own home,

to someone else's home,
or to another health facility?"

Or did you go directly
into the ground

because we couldn't save you?

"Number four.

Do you have any suggestions
for improvement?"

Such as...

should we stop sending
questionnaires to dead people?

Now go into "One of Us is Dead"
by the Earlies.

♫ It said "One of us is dead" ♫

♫ He just looked me
in the eyes ♫

- ♫ And cried ♫
- Toss.

- ♫ Some days I don't know ♫
- Recycle.

♫ If I've grown too cold ♫

♫ Grown too old ♫

♫ And left
without saying good-bye. ♫

Keep.

How's it going?

Great.

I should have all this wrapped
up by the year 3000.

Have you finished
going through the jewelry?

Yeah, but I don't wear
a lot of jewelry.

Hmm.
What about your someday wife?

Do you want the engagement ring?

What about your someday wife?
Would Brooke want it?

Oh my gosh, we've only
been together six months.

And during that time

I almost died twice,
my mother died once,

so it's kind of hard
to assess that relationship.

I could never be so casual
about living with someone.

Clearly.

'Cause you've never done it.

(sighs)

I cannot get rid
of these shirts.

They're just so Mom.

Keep 'em.

I'd never wear any of this,

even if all of my clothes
burned in a fire,

and I had to walk around naked.

Charity.

But then we'll never
see them again.

Oh, look at that.

(chuckles)

(both sigh deeply)

Don't you think it's weird
that Mom just fell like that?

Why, you think
Bill killed her?

(Remy chuckles, Tig scoffs)

If only he had the passion
for a crime of passion.

Hey, look,

you're getting molested
right now.

Oh, come on, Tig.

What? I was.

At least let me joke about it.

We should just-we should
just throw that out.

I'm gonna take this stuff
to the car.

-Yeah.
-All right?

Just gonna load this
in the back.

Great.

Uh, you're running
out of room, Tig.

Are you driving back to L.A.
by yourself?

No, I'm not driving at all.

Maxine's nephew Scoot
wanted a free trip to L.A.

If I would've driven,
it would've taken four years

with all my required stops,
so...

(toilet flushes)

Look at these giraffes
in Tanzania.

Aren't they just magnificent?

Oh, we have got to go there
one day.

We never will.

Brooke get home safely?

Yeah, she's probably joyfully
irrigating her sinuses

right now.

Oh.

No.

How did that even get there?

She was bleeding.

When I found her in the morning.

I thought you said
she was bleeding

from her nose
and mouth, though.

She was slumped over.

What did she even trip on?

Every night, your mother
would cut through the chair

and that lamp,
and every night I said,

"Go around, you're gonna trip."

I guess you were right.

Well, I wish I weren't.

This time.

Why did she trip that night?

I think we should
just throw it away.

No, I want it.
It's mine, right?

It's stained.

It's morbid and unsanitary.

I'll clean it.

Even so, I don't want it
in this house.

I'll have it shipped
to L.A., then.

That would be
terribly expensive.

I don't care.
I don't want to throw it out.

Then move it
to the garage.

And get Remy to help you.

No, I can do it.

Tig!

Tig.

Bugsy.

Are you all right?
What happened?

I'm just tired.

(chuckles)

What are you doing
with a chair out here?

It's her beautiful chair.

Bill wanted the chair
in the garage

because it's got
my mother's blood on it.

(crying): Oh, Miss Caroline.

Miss Caroline.

(sobbing)

She was like
a sister to me. (sighs)

She was?

Oh, we told each other
everything.

All our secrets.

What secrets?

You know, you know...

nothing much.

Was there anything wrong, or

any reason she might've been

unsteady or upset?

No, I mean,
she worried about your cancer,

but you were spared
because we prayed.

(scoffs)

My mother did not pray.

No, she prayed.

You don't know,
when you have kids,

honey, you pray.

I've always wondered,

all the people who pray

that don't get spared,

what do they think?

It's the same God, right?

But He just cares
about some people's prayers

and not the others?

Oh, He cares.
He's just got another plan.

So why even pray
if He already has a plan?

Because He's more likely to take
your wishes into consideration

when you communicate with Him.

He loves everybody, just like

any father loves all his kids.

But He appreciates
the ones who call him.

So He gives them more.

Oh, well, that makes sense.

I can get this stain right out
with some ammonia.

-No, I want it.
-No.

Lord no, this isn't what you
want to remember.

Remember her.

How she lived to give.

If I ever said I liked
something she was wearing,

she would take it right off
and hand it to me.

-Really?
-Yes.

Tig, she loved you like life.

(chuckles)

She loved everything you do.

Your dancing, your singing.

(sobbing)

I can't sing.

And I rarely dance.

Well, she sure loved it
when you did.

-Excuse me.
-Oh.

Sorry.

Sorry.

I'll fix the shelf
after breakfast.

It's fine, Tig.
I can call Handy Dan.

No, I can't have you
living like this,

with things out of place
any longer.

I'm concerned
about your health.

Trust me, I've been worse.

Hot plate's busted.

What's that?

It's a "pre-and-probiotic"
supplement

that Brooke's nutritionist
wanted me to drink.

Is it good?

I mean, if you enjoy drinking

a clay pot, then, yeah.

Would it help my hangover?

What? You're allowed to drink
too much if your mother dies.

Brooke was quite passionate

about the healing benefits
of those shakes.

Oh, yeah? Did she tell you
that nerd to nerd?

She asked that I remind
you to drink one daily.

She was obsessed
with this doctor,

because he helped Kim Kardashian
lose her baby weight.

-Yeah, she really struggled.
-(scoffs)

I saw it on the cover
of something.

Well, severe C. diff
is a lot harder to cure

than Jenny McCarthy's IBS.

And with that,
I will be right back.

We got anymore cheese?

(toilet flushing)

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

Remy, are you still here?

What? Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Any idea where the drill
might be?

Uh, yeah,
I have it up here somewhere.

Um...

See you've been putting
Bill's tools to good use.

Well, I...

I'm waiting on the black cherry
wood for the floors,

and I had to special order
the window replacements, so...

Special order from which galaxy?

You've been working
on this renovation

for, what, five years?

Yeah, more like three, but...

I had to teach myself
all this stuff.

I'm just surprised Bill
hasn't kicked you out

for breach of contract
or started charging you rent.

I pay rent.

I've actually done quite a bit.

Uh-huh.

Oh, it looks like somebody
needs some new jammies.

Oh, these are for my
Civil War Re-enactment Club.

No. You're kidding.

When did...
when did you start doing that?

A while, Tig.

Years.

I'm sorry I never thought to ask

if you did
Civil War Re-enactments,

but you're right,
I probably should have.

(groans)

Oh, I found it.

Oh, yes, of course,
with the shoes.

Any idea
where the drill bits are?

Maybe in your socks?

Actually, uh, I just remembered.

Yeah, it's broken.

Really?

That's surprising.

The drill's broken.

I've been doing some research.

I have found a world-renowned

digestive disease specialist
practicing in New Orleans.

Really?

And I was able
to garner an appointment

for him to see you today
at 4:00.

I don't know if I'm up
for all that.

I decided to work
from home today,

so that I would be available
to escort you.

Bill, you don't
have to do that.

That is the plan
that I have made.

And here is a list
of his qualifications

for you to peruse
before we go.

Given that
Dr. Moreno's treatment plan

has not resolved
the C. difficile,

I would strongly advocate

for a Fecal Microbiota
Transplant.

This is a procedure in which
fecal matter is collected

from a tested donor,
mixed with a saline solution,

strained, then placed
into the patient by colonoscopy,

endoscopy,
or good old-fashioned enema.

-A fecal transfer?
-Yes.

A fecal transfer.

(Wonka-esque music plays)

(pump whooshing)

DR. GRIGGS:
Ideally, the donor

would be someone you know,
a friend or a family member

who is in good health,
and regular,

but has no history of drug use,

intestinal problems,
or tuberculosis.

-That is not happening.
-I know.

I know,
it sounds terribly unpleasant,

but human excrement is actually

an FDA approved
experimental drug.

This is my area of expertise,

and those of us
on the forefront

of Fecal Transfer
are calling for it

to become the first line therapy
for C. diff.

No, thank you.

Did you know that was his area
of expertise?

I knew he was considered

one of the world's leading
experts in intestinal diseases.

I just... (laughs)

I am not inserting somebody
else's feces into my anus.

I don't care
how fun that sounds.

You can ingest it as a pill.

Did you hear him say that?

Oh. So I can just eat stool?

Now we're talkin'.

Approximately 40,000 people
died of C. diff last year,

in the United States alone.

When did you become
Bay St. Lucille's

leading expert on C. diff?

I thought you were just thin
because of the cancer.

But then it became apparent
you're still quite unwell.

(indistinct conversation
on television)

Hey, can you have cheese?

'Cause this smoked cheddar
is incredible.

No, but, um,

would you mind making

a tiny little fecal deposit

-on this for me?
-(Remy laughs)

-I wish I could. It's been days.
-(Tig laughs)

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, sadly,
now you're off the list.

Well, fortunately for you,

you live with a man
who has a daily movement

between the hours
of 7:00 a.m. and 7:20 a.m.

Still? Same window?

Oh, rain or shine,
without fail. (laughs)

-Daylight savings?
-No-no impact.

It's like he's on a timer.

Do you think it's always
the exact same amount?

Yeah, I do.
I think it's the same shape.

It's-it's probably buoyant,

-and like a cylinder
-(Tig laughing)

that's like
a swim noodle, or...

Is that what they're so...
(both laughing)

What's funny?

(both laughing)

-Nothing, nothing.
-Oh, no.

I certainly hope
you're not making light

of your potentially
fatal illness.

You may have survived cancer--
that doesn't mean

you're not gonna die
of something else.

Well, we know I will.

No, soon, I mean.

You're not well.

You're not well at all.

It's not a joke.

It's your life.

(Caroline groans)

Yay, the bouncy ball!

Caroline, get down from there.

Don't be so uptight, Bill.

(groans)

How did that one get up there?

Oh! Oh! Caroline!

You're going to kill yourself.

Oh, don't be such a nerd.
I'm fine.

One more.

He's just upset about Mom.

Then why can't he just cry
over her sweater drawer

like a normal person?

He's not a normal person.

I mean, he feels responsible
for her, and for us.

We're adults.

Despite all evidence
to the contrary.

So was Mom, and she died.

♫ Should have known better ♫

♫ To see what I could see ♫

♫ My black shroud ♫

♫ Holding down my feelings ♫

♫ A pillar for my enemies ♫

♫ I should have
wrote a letter ♫

♫ And grieve
what I happen to grieve ♫

♫ My black shroud ♫

♫ I never trust my feelings ♫

♫ I waited for the remedy ♫

(door opens)

Hey, Bill, um,

I don't blame you
for what happened to Mom,

and I'm sorry
if it felt like I did.

♫ I'm light as a feather ♫

♫ I'm bright
as the Oregon... ♫

Okay, well, I got the stain
out of the chair.

You can't even see it at all.

Good. For you.

Are you sure you don't want
to keep it here?

Not without your mother in it.

♫ No, I'm not a go-getter ♫

♫ The demon had a spell on me ♫

♫ My black shroud ♫

♫ Captain of my feelings ♫

♫ The only thing
I wanna believe ♫

It's just a chair.

Yes.

♫ I saw her face
on the back of the door ♫

Bill.

Yes, Tig.

Have you ever had tuberculosis?

No, Tig.

I most certainly have not.

♫ ♫

♫ I should have known better ♫

♫ Nothing can be changed ♫

♫ The past is still the past ♫

♫ The bridge to nowhere ♫

♫ I should have
wrote a letter ♫

♫ Should have wrote a letter ♫

♫ Explaining what I feel ♫

♫ That empty feeling ♫

♫ Don't back down ♫

♫ Concentrate on seeing ♫

♫ The breakers in the bar ♫

♫ The neighbors greeting ♫

♫ My brother had a daughter ♫

♫ Had a daughter. ♫

♫ The beauty that she brings ♫

♫ Illumination ♫

♫ Don't back down ♫

♫ There is nothing left ♫

♫ The breakers in the bar ♫

♫ No reason to live ♫

♫ I'm a fool in the fetter ♫

♫ Fetter ♫

♫ Rose of Aaron's beard ♫

♫ Where you can reach me ♫

♫ Don't back down, back down ♫

♫ Nothing can be changed ♫

♫ Cantilever bridge ♫

♫ A drunken sailor ♫

♫ My brother had a daughter ♫

♫ My brother
had a daughter ♫

♫ The beauty that she brings ♫

♫ Illumination, illumination ♫

♫ Illumination. ♫

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