All language subtitles for One Mississippi s01e06 New Contact.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. ♫

When I was in
junior high school,

I had this friend, John Ribisi,

and I would hang out
at his house pretty regularly.

One day, in particular,

he hadn't told me
that he was grounded.

And so, while we were hanging
out, his mother comes home.

He's like, "Dude,
you got to get out of my...

(chuckles):
"got to get out of my room.

You have to jump
out of my window."

And he was on the second floor.

I said, "I-I can't jump
from a second story roof."

And he was like, "Come on."
You know, "I'm grounded.

"If my mom catches you here,

she's gonna add, you know,
days or weeks to my grounding."

So I crawl out onto the ledge
outside of his window,

and I'm looking down
and it's just...

cement underneath.

And, uh, and he's like,
"Come on, dude."

You know, as his mother's making
her way through the kitchen,

and you hear her footsteps
coming through the house.

He's like, "Jump, jump, jump!"

I couldn't get myself to budge.

And then I just closed my eyes

and pictured myself
going off of John Ribisi's roof.

And then, next thing I know,
I open my eyes.

I've actually
gone off of his roof.

My knees slam into my chin.

My palms and my hands
are all scraped up.

And I peel myself up off the...

the ground and hobble off.

I think it was maybe
three weeks that I had a limp.

But, um, you know,

I saved my buddy John
from the wrath of his mom.

Wow, that's...

-disturbing.
-Is it?

-(chuckles): Yeah.
-I mean,

it's the thing
that I think about

when I have to
do anything hard in life.

And, you know, I jumped off
of John Ribisi's roof.

Hurt like hell, but I made it.

So, why are you telling us
about this now?

I don't know.
I guess because I'm about to

jump back into my life
in Los Angeles.

Scared to leave us?

"Us"?

Who... (chuckles)

Who's the "us"?

Us... here in Mississippi.

Maybe so. Maybe so.

I do want to say

thank you to WKKU
for letting me hang out here

for the past few weeks.

I want to give a very special
thank you to Kate here.

And...

to John Ribisi.

♫ ...standing on the edge ♫

-♫ You won't hear me...♫
-Just so you know,

I'm not gonna say
the whole good-bye thing,

because every time
I say good-bye to you,

you never leave.

Oh, well, sorry

for all the good-bye
confusion.

How about just, uh...

see you later?

Okay.

Um, see you later, Kate.

Hope so.

Does this call for a... hug?

(chuckles):
Sure.

I'm sure you hear this
all the time,

but, um...
you're really bad at hugging.

(laughs)

That's actually the first time.

-Won't be the last.
-Okay.

You'll hear it more often,
I'm sure.

-Okay, I'll let you know.
-See you later.

See you later.

♫ Falling out, I... ♫

Do you have your boarding pass?

Yes.

Are you certain?

Perhaps you should check
in your purse.

I don't have a purse, Bill.

And not 'cause
she left it behind.

There's no reason
to turn around.

Don't worry, Bill.

There's nothing standing
in the way of me leaving.

Uh, Bill?

Did they relocate
the domestic terminal?

No. I thought perhaps

you'd like to visit your mother
before leaving town.

Are you sure she's in?

Well, she would have to be,
wouldn't she?

♫ ♫

(sighs)

You should have told me.

CAROLINE:
We both had secrets.

I didn't want to have secrets.

Neither did I.

Why didn't you tell me?

He said I couldn't tell anyone.

Me, too.

I know.

(laughs)

We are gonna
tell each other everything now.

-Okay.
-(Caroline laughing)

So, he was my first.

I was 17 and he was 35.

-Oh, my gosh. So much older.
-(laughs)

He was my art teacher.

It was so romantic.

He was married though, right?

He was married and he swept me
right off my feet.

(clicks tongue) I guess
I got swept off my feet, too,

but in the literal sense
because I was so tiny.

You never went all the way
though, did you?

Ew, no!

Oh, good!

I did. Obviously.

-Yeah.
-(chuckles)

And then you went back to him.

Kind of.

Oh, it was true love.

Was it?

I think so.

Not for me.

YOUNG WOMAN:
Me neither.

Mine was a whole group of boys.

I got so much attention.

That's how I got here.

-Exciting!
-I know!

Well, I got drugged at a party.

And woke up naked in the road.

-Oh.
-(laughter)

So how many of you
didn't even know the guy?

-I didn't!
-Me!

WOMAN:
Uh-huh. And how many were, like,

guys you really trusted?

-(women chattering)
-It's so wild

when someone you feel safe with

turns into, like,
a total monster, right?

(laughter, excited chatter)

BILL:
Quiet down.

Who's the square?

That's enough! Lights out!

We want to talk.

Yeah, why can't we talk?

You are a party pooper!

-Party pooper!
-(laughter)

-Stop that!
-Come on, Bill.

We just want to pummel somebody.

Party... pooper!

(laughter, excited chatter
continues)

Let's go into my casket.

It's comfy there.

BILL:
It's time to go, Tig.

I apologize if
I interrupted your grief,

but we should
get back on the road.

♫ ♫

♫ Too late ♫

♫ Too late ♫

♫ Is it too late ♫

♫ To die young? ♫

♫ There's no ceremony ♫

♫ For real love ♫

♫ Jumping vows, a secret shove ♫

♫ A kiss on the lips ♫

♫ The pumping of blood ♫

♫ Too late ♫

(church bell tolling)

♫ Too late ♫

♫ I joined ♫

♫ Too late ♫

♫ A cigarette club ♫

♫ Too late ♫

♫ I don't want to talk about ♫

♫ Too late ♫

♫ Books and love ♫

♫ Too late... ♫

You're not going back
to Brooke's, right?

Or are lesbians okay
with that sort of thing?

(scoffs) You know we're human.

Legally, even.
In every state now.

(chuckles):
Except for this one, actually.

I'm gonna crash at Kyle's place,

until I save enough money,
get my own apartment.

Do you, um...

Do you think maybe, like,
we had a rough childhood?

Correct.

You're probably
never coming back, right?

No, I'll probably
be back for something.

Mom's gone now, so...

Yeah, but there's the
Bay Saint Lucielle Mardi Gras.

You know
I couldn't possibly miss that.

(chuckles):
Right. Right.

I should probably get going.

I like to give the TSA
plenty of time

to pat down my concave torso.

(laughs)

Take care of yourself.

And I you.

That doesn't make any sense.

And us we.

MAN (over P.A.):
This is a security announcement.

Passengers are reminded
not to leave...

(doorbell rings)

Dominic. How can I help you?

Well, sir, my dad asked me
to bring you something.

Well, please come in
and please wipe your feet.

Uh... that's not...?

Not your cat. No, sorry.

I didn't mean
to get your hopes up.

This is Spike.

My dad saw her
outside of The Feedlot.

They were having
pet adoptions.

He felt so bad about
what happened to your cat,

-he wanted to do something
to make up for it. -(cat mewing)

I don't understand
why your father

feels he has to be
so involved in this.

Wasn't his fault
Tig let the cat out.

Well, sir, I think he believes
it may have been my mother.

She left the door open?

She won't say.

But there's
a Filipino superstition

about cats in the house
of a deceased person.

They bring dark energy
to the bereaved.

If she did do it,
it would have been something

she thought
would have helped you.

Why won't she say?

Everybody just felt so bad
about everything.

Thank you for your kindness.

And your father.

Thank you
for understanding, sir.

-(cat mews)
-(door opens)

(door closes)

Hmm.

Hey. You can't wait here.
Move it along. Let's move it.

Officer, I'm
picking up my friend.

She had cancer.
In both breasts.

And then she had this other
totally horrible disease

that almost killed her,
and then her mom died.

-Jesus, man.
-I just don't want her

to have to wait for me
to go around.

No, no. I understand.

-There she is. Tig!
-That's her?

Yeah.

Let me get this for you, miss.

And let me be the first
to welcome you home

-to L.A.
-TIG: Thank you.

-Nice, right? Welcome home!
-Oh...

-There's my little buddy.
-(chuckles)

Mr. Grabby Hands.

This living arrangement is
gonna be strictly platonic,

by the way.

-Ouch.
-Yeah.

-No banging?
-No banging.

What about, like,
a nude massage?

A knee massage?

Nude.

If you're the nude one.

Yeah, I'm nude
and I rub your knee.

-Great.
-Great.

-I'm in.
-Thank you so much.

-Oh, not a problem.
-I really appreciate it.

I understand.

My sister--
she had a cancer scare.

Oh, my gosh.

-Yeah.
-That's tough.

What kind of cancer?

Uh, brain, lung,

bone, breasts...

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, but, um...

How is she?

Oh, she's fine.

-Oh, she is?
-Oh, yeah, yeah.

-She never had it.
-Oh, she never had--

She never had it?

She doesn't have cancer
and she never had cancer?

She just thought she had it,

-so that was the scare.
-KYLE: Oh...

And we all would
just be praying and...

You know, she's looking a little
green. I'm gonna take her home.

-Yeah, I'm not feeling well.
-I better get her home.

Oh, no, no. Well, I get it.

I understand. Let me, uh,
let me help you out.

-Thanks.
-KYLE: Thank you.

He thought, he thought
she had it.

He thought she had it.

KYLE: All right, you're home.
What should we do first?

Bike along the beach?
Pop into a weed dispensary?

-We don't do pot drugs.
-I know,

but I thought you're in L.A.

No.

You want to try cryotherapy?

What is that, just open weeping?

No, no. It's this thing
where you get into a pod closet,

they make it, like,
a billion degrees below zero,

and then you just sit there

and suffer like hell
for two minutes.

And then, when you get out,
you have no inflammation

and you're basically
ten years younger.

Oh, man. So if I stayed in there
for a long time,

would I come out
like a tiny little infant?

You'd be-- you'd come out
a tiny little Tig.

Maybe I should do that
before I see Brooke tonight.

She can't get mad
at a newborn baby.

Is that back on?

Uh, no, thank you.

I just need to get my mom's car

back from her
and the rest of my stuff.

Oh, how'd you leave it
with that hot newscaster?

-For dead.
-Oh.

That whole adventure
came to a very sad end

when she stood me up
at the Ferron concert.

In her defense though,
it was a Ferron concert.

To me, that just proves
she was not the one.

Yeah, anybody who's got

a wrist tattoo that says
"Be Honest"

is trying to tell you
something about themselves.

Yeah.

I'll keep that in mind
for next time.

(knocking on door)

Hey.

(sighs) Here.

Thanks.

(grunts)

Oh.

Listen, I wanted to apologize
for how I handled things.

I know it was
ridiculously abrupt.

And not nice.

I just knew
it wasn't right with us.

Oh, yes, I know.

You said. Eventually.

I also wanted to thank you
for helping me get better.

I know I was resistant.

The shakes and secret
communications with Bill.

I mean,
I probably owe my life to you.

You definitely do.

(sighs)

You're welcome.

That's what people who really
care about other people do.

Maybe one day
you'll know that feeling.

(sighs) Yeah.

Oh, I got a calendar alert.

You have an appointment
with your oncologist tomorrow.

Oh, my God. That's right.

Thank you.

Well, I wish you luck
in your life without me.

Everything okay, babe?

BROOKE:
Yeah. Uh, Tig just stopped by

to get her things, finally.

Uh, and to apologize.

Oh. You're the one
that wouldn't let the birds

take your pain away.

I'm sorry?

Uh, Rocky, Tig. Tig, Rocky.

Raquel and I met at summer camp
and recently reconnected.

That's great.

Yeah.

It is.

Okay. Well, enjoy the birds.

So, this is my first show
back in L.A.

And, um, I'm sitting here

with Anja,
who subs for me sometimes.

Ugh, and, dude, we're so stoked
to have you back, Tig,

with your deep archive
of jams and anecdotes.

"Jams and anecdotes."

Sounds like a dusty
little store

my great-great grandmother
would have frequented.

Right?

Okay, so listen.
I know you usually like

to go from your playlist
with your story stylings.

-Mm-hmm.
-So I'm just gonna throw on

this dope track. It's by
this band called Dirt Dress.

And, uh, just see what it
kicks up for you.

See... see, like,
if it vibes some insp-o.

-(music begins)
-(chuckles)

Uh, thank you,
but I-I don't know

that I need my "insp-o" vibed.

Ah, dude, they rocked
South By so hard,

there were, like,
multiple deaths.

-♫ I hang my head... ♫
-Okay, but...

what does it mean to you?

What does it mean
to you?

I didn't pick the song.

But what does it make you think?

What does it
make you think about?

Like, isn't that your thing?

I guess it makes me feel
like I'm alone on the planet.

Mm. Mm-hmm.

I can dig it.

(phone chiming)

Wow. So that was awesome.

Seriously, I'm not ever
doing that again.

No more Anja.
I don't even want her

subbing for me anymore.

Dude, Anja brought
your numbers way up.

But I don't care about
my numbers. They were fine.

Yeah, but better is better.

Oh, my God.

She's so fake.

And her voice is so annoying.

It sends chills of disgust
down my spine.

You're the only one.

Yeah, well,

you know what?
It's my show.

Right, but we want her on.

My show?

Yeah, we like you as a team.

No.

(scoffs)

Yeah, not "no."

Wait, he dropped your show?

I was like, "It's me or her,"
and he says, "Okay, her."

So Anja has your spot?

I guess so.

That is so vile.

I don't want to live
in this world anymore.

Me, neither.
Let's find a new one.

(Kyle sighs)

You can just take that show
anywhere else.

You got tons of loyal listeners.
You're fine.

I am not fine.

I could die tomorrow,

and what have I even
done with my life?

This about your check-up?

My mother had two kids.

(sighs) Three, really.

Jesus.

And that was
her major contribution.

She made me,

and then what impact
have I had on the world?

Minimal.

(sniffles)

That son of a bitch!

(sobbing):
I know! He ruined my life.

No. No.

No, he did not ruin your life.
He did not.

What he did...

was terrible
and I hate him for it,

but you can do anything
you want in your life.

No one has the power
to take that away from you.

You are strong.

And you're gonna
have a great life.

-(softly): Okay.
-All right.

(kisses)

Oh, oh.

Shh.

I got you.

(crying softly)

How does it look?

The doctor will be in shortly

to go over
the results with you.

(sighs softly)

Hey, Tig.

-(door closes)
-Hi.

DOCTOR:
All right.

Okay.

All righty, then.
Let's take a look.

Well, Tig, your cancer's back.

Oh, God.

Are you sure?

I thought you got it all
in surgery.

Well, in your breasts, yes.

But it's...
it's reappeared elsewhere.

In-in multiple places,
I'm afraid.

You have cancer of the larynx,
of the esophagus.

You have cancer of the ear.

Cancer of the ear?

No.

Cancer of the Year.

(band playing upbeat march)

Oh, my God.

Wh-Why are you celebrating this?

I don't want Cancer of the Year!

Is it really so bad
that it's Cancer of the Year?

(band stops playing)

Tig, you look good.

I do?

Your scans are great.

Your lymph nodes
feel perfectly normal.

And barring anything unexpected
from your blood work,

we'll just see you back here
in another three months.

-Keep up the good work.
-Thank you.

-(sighs)
-(door closes)

(line ringing)

Oh, sugar, That is
the best news I've heard.

I knew you would be fine.
I just knew it.

BILL:
Hello, Tig.

Hi, Bill.

I didn't mean to call you.

Oh.

Well, everything all right?

Yeah. I-I'm just finishing up
at the oncologist.

Um, and she said
my scans look good.

Oh, my.

Well, that is heartening news.

Yeah, I thought so, too.

Tig...

I want to apologize.

For placing the blame on you
for Bonkerz getting out.

I know now...
you had nothing to do with that.

Girlie may have
released Bonkerz,

intentionally.

Why would she do that?

Apparently,

it has to do with dark energy.

Uh, Tig,

perhaps I have not acknowledged
your feelings,

uh, at times, recently.

And, uh, as you said,
what happened to you,

in the past.

Yeah.

A father should be supportive
of his daughter.

And you are.

A daughter to me.

I-I...

I feel you are.

Thanks. That's-- I...

That means a lot to me, Bill.

Well, I, uh...
don't want to keep you.

I'm glad you called.

Even if unintentionally.

Um, good-bye, Tig.

Bye, Bill.

(cat mewing)

♫ ♫

♫ There are whispers
in the air ♫

♫ Tell us stories
of our wildest dreams ♫

♫ But leave us empty
in despair ♫

♫ But on our own ♫

♫ So everything is
as it seems now... ♫

BILL:
Tig?

Is that you?

You're really back.

It's going to be different
this time.

I know.

I love you, Tig.

Tig? Tig?

I realize you have several items
left to retrieve in the car,

but you must close the door
after each trip.

We can't risk Spike getting out.

And remember,
switch off the lights.

(laughs)

(sighs):
Ah...

♫ Or at least that's
how it sounds like ♫

♫ With the dark
comes a harsher life ♫

♫ And you can't shake
the shadow above ♫

♫ That's following you out
into the night ♫

♫ Paint your face on
with a smile ♫

♫ And say to them
don't worry ♫

♫ Carry on just for a while ♫

♫ You'll get lost in hurry ♫

♫ Can you see it now? ♫

♫ That nothing's as it seems
somehow ♫

♫ Can you see it now? ♫

♫ Can you see it now? ♫

♫ Can you see it now? ♫

♫ That nothing's as it seems
somehow. ♫

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