All language subtitles for Red Oaks s02e06 Old Flames.eng

[man coughs]

Hi.

Not really sure how this works.

Why don't you tell me how long
it's been since your last confession?

Uh, never.

Never?

Nope, I'm Jewish.

But I've always wondered what goes
on inside these things.

Wouldn't you be more comfortable
speaking to your rabbi?

Nah.

I don't really trust guys with beards.

I'm sorry, you don't have
a beard, do you?

No.

Okay, good.

Um...

Is there something troubling
you that I can help you with?

Hmm.

How long you got?

I mean, is there something
weighing on your conscience

you'd like to confess?

To confess?

Well...

Uh, I cheated at tennis last week.

But it was kind of on the line,
could have gone either way.

And, uh...

I lied to my wife.

I told her we were out of gin.

I poured it down the kitchen sink.

Anything else?

Well...

If you were to ask our state's attorney,

he'd say I'm guilty of financial crimes,

but the guy is such an asshole...

Sorry, pardon my language.

And are you? Guilty?

What, did I do anything
that half of Wall Street

isn't out there
right now doing? Fuck, no.

Sorry, again. The language.

We'll tally up the profanity
and deal with it at the end.

Okay, that seems fair.

Uh...

I like it here. Nice.

Smells like cinnamon.

[chuckles]

Some parishes are doing
away with confessionals.

Why?

The feeling is that
modern Catholics would

prefer to see their
confessor face to face.

See, that's what's wrong with the world.

Nobody can leave well enough alone.

You know, as soon as you
got everything figured out,

you're going along pretty good,

then the rules change.

There's one thing that doesn't change.

What?

God's love for us.

Yeah, well, I don't
really believe in God.

But, I mean, no offense.

He believes in you.

Okay, well...

Tell him I could use his help.

Actually, I should get back.

I don't want to be late
for my own trial.

Go in peace.

Thank you. I'm not sure how this works.

There's a collection box outside.

Consider it the swear jar.

[chuckles]

Fair enough.

Thank you.

It was good talking to you, Padre.

You, too.

Phew.

Good morning, my beloved.

What are you doing?

Merely watching you sleep.

Not in any creepy or
obsessive way, of course.

Am I that interesting?

Riveting.

If you were on television,
I would watch you every week.

Then way you breathe in... and then out.

Well, I have had a lot of practice.

[chuckles]

You are a delight.

I've never seen a house
with so many mirrors.

Thank you for a wonderful evening.

Oh, my darling,
I should be thanking you.

I'm... I'm sorry we didn't...

Hush. Don't apologize, my dear.

I'm happy to just spoon.

We have our whole lives to fuck.

[laughs]

I'll see you soon.

[murmuring]

All rise.

[man clears throat]

Mmm.

How could you mess up a screwdriver?

It's only two ingredients.

Sorry, Herb.

Just get me a vodka and prune juice.

What's that called?

A Russian enema.

Hi.

What are you doing tonight?

Uh, I don't know. Why?

I checked with my parents,
and they said it was okay

if you came over to give me
a private lesson.

Oh.

Is six cool for you?

Um...

Great. See you then,

Okay.

Jail time.

At this time, we will recess for lunch.

Court will resume in exactly one hour.

[dialogue inaudible]

Why aren't you at the club?

I didn't have any lessons this morning,

and I figured he could
use the moral support.

Fucking trial.

What a farce.

Can you believe that state's attorney?

Looks like a fucking lounge act
with that comb-over.

That's the real crime.

- Hey.
- Hello.

Here's your mail.

Why the post office can't understand

that we don't live together
anymore is beyond me.

Hmm.

So, how've you been?

Fine.

You sure?

What's that mean?

David is worried about you.

No, he's not.

At his age, they're not capable

of thinking about
anybody but themselves.

Mmm, not our David.

Yes, our David, and it's fine.

He should be worried about himself
instead of drifting along aimlessly.

I know.

That's the thing with their generation.

You know, they don't want
careers, they want callings.

Not enough to get a paycheck.

Maybe.

You know what it is?

They never fought a war.

Oh, God, Sam, don't even say that.

No, you know what I mean.

When I came back from Korea,
I was happy just to have a job

where nobody was shooting at me.

Move into a house with five guys,
we ate ketchup sandwiches.

Didn't talk about job satisfaction,

we talked about sports or girls.

Do you think we should sit him
down and have a talk with him?

I don't know.

He's not a kid anymore,
he's 21 years old.

He'll always be my baby.

What is that?

- Pastrami on rye.
- Sam!

Take it easy, it's tuna salad.

We got married near here.

Oh, yeah?

City clerk's office, fourth street.

A block that way.

My father wasn't about to
pay for any big wedding,

or any wedding, for that matter.

So, we jumped on the C-train,

and came down here,
brought my friend Brenda

as a witness.

[chuckles]

We didn't have a pot
to piss in back then.

You know how big our first place was?

280 square feet.

Seriously?

Yeah, it was a dump.

Had more mice than windows.

But we didn't care.

We just wanted to be together.

I could do it again if I had to.

But he can't.

That man loves what he does.

Let those motherfuckers take that away
from him, it will kill him.

What do you say, gorgeous?

Come on, let's go grab a little lunch.

Where are we going?

Jerry knows a great Italian
joint, right around the corner.

You want to join us?

Oh, thanks, but I have
some stuff I need to do.

Okay.

- Bye, David.
- Bye.

Nobody pushes a button?

Hi-ya, Sam.

Harry.

Hey, I've been meaning to ask you,

any luck finding that Soon Hi?

No.

No, the guy at the Korean embassy said

the chances of finding somebody
with the last name Lee

are about one in a million.

Actually, 40 million because

that's how many South Koreans there are.

Well, therein lies your problem, Sam.

You're searching in the wrong country.

What?

She's not in Korea,
she's here in the states.

What?

I got in touch with
a friend of mine at INS.

He tells me she immigrated here in 1963.

Four years later, she became
a naturalized citizen.

You're kidding me?

You're sure it's her?

Only one way to find out.

- What's that?
- Her last known address.

I think she's right outside of Scranton.

[laughs]

All these years, she's living
two hours away from me.

[laughing]

Happy hunting, brother.

Jane is a blank student. She studies
for hours before every test.

The answer is a, meticulous, b, relaxed,

c, lackadaisical, d, apathetic,

or e, lethargic.

Oh.

Was that your leg? Sorry.

You're totally blushing.

No, I'm not, it's just...
it's really hot in here.

What's going on in here, you two?

Nothing, Mr. Collins.
We're just going over some vocab

because there's vocab on the test.

It really trips people up if
they don't know they're, um...

How much am I paying you an hour?

Daddy!

Just kidding! Mom and I won't
be out too late.

I left some money on the credenza
if you want to get pizza.

Sadly, her mother and I are having
dinner with the neighbors.

Anybody here had sex?

Just me?

That's odd.

[chairs moving]

Talk to you later. Yep.

I'm not much of a cuddler after sex.

I'm good for maybe,
like, one hug and then

I'm like, "Could you get me a water?

- You know, from the 7-11 across town?"
- [laughing]

While you're there,
just get an application,

take the job, work there
for about a year, come back,

then maybe I'll be ready
to cuddle again.

[laughing]

I like sex. It's the dating
part I'm not good at, you know?

Everybody asks the same questions, like,

"What school did you go to?"

"What year did you graduate?"

"How long has that sore
been on your lip?"

[laughs]

Can I get a little help?

How long do we have to stay?

Will you please stop being a grump?

I'm not being a grump, I'm just beat.

I've had a long week.

How do you think I feel?
I'm coming off a double shift.

Yeah, so wouldn't you rather
go to your apartment and

rent a movie or something?

We can stay in anytime.

And we're here to support Zan.

Zan doesn't like me.

Zan doesn't like anyone.

- So you admit it?
- Oh, here it is.

What's wrong?

We hardly ever get to
see each other anymore.

So I was looking forward
to it just being us tonight.

One hour.

Okay?

And then you can have me
all to yourself.

- Thanks.
- Here we go.

Mmm.

What is this?

Schnapps and Dr. Pepper.

I figured I'd better use
one of the bottles

from the back of the liquor cabinet

so my folks wouldn't notice.

- I can't let you drink this, Tabitha.
- Why not?

Because you're underage which means
your brain is still developing.

And because Hitler drank Schnapps.

Let's not talk about Hitler.

Whoa, whoa, Tabitha. Wait.

What's wrong?

We can't, I'm your teacher.
You're 17 years old.

Only until next month.

Even so, it just wouldn't be right.

It's not what
your father's paying me for.

I guess you're right.

I'm sorry, Tabitha. You're a great girl.

I just...

What the fuck?

Eli, what are you doing here?

- That's my girlfriend!
- Ex-girlfriend.

Yeah, I'm still in love with you.

Well, you should have thought
of that before you fingered Cindy Chang.

I'm just going to let myself out.

[shouts]

Stop! Eli!

You were so great.

The crowd sucked.

Oh, really? I didn't think so.

They were laughing. I was laughing.

I mean, what?

I guess some of it worked okay.

My diaphragm bit always kills.

Oh, that was so funny!

Oh, and I also loved that joke about

the birthmark of Gorbachev's head.

I'm always confused, do you
call them jokes or bits or...

What?

Nothing.

You just surprise me.

My father's trial was
supposed to start today.

Yeah.

My mother's been leaving messages
on my machine

all week trying to get me to come.

But I figured, why?

It's not like there's anything I can do.

It's... it's really something, isn't it?

It's all toilets.

It really makes you consider
this everyday object

we take for granted
as, like, domestic sculpture.

Hey, kids.

Zan!

This is Simon and Adelaide.

Adelaide teaches life drawing
at the new school.

And this is Skye, we work together.

Hello.

Hi, and this is my boyfriend, David.

Zan, your installation is amazing.

It takes Duchamp's Fountain
to a whole 'nother level.

Thanks.

You shoot it on Standard or Super 16?

Super 8, actually.

Are you a filmmaker, too?

Aspiring, I guess.

I was going to go to NYU,
but it didn't work out.

Oh, you're lucky. Those are four
years you would never get back.

Oh, you didn't go to film school?

God, no. Brown.

What was your major?

Semiotics.

Does your film have a title?

Crapper.

Fitting.

To be honest, it's not what I
would have chosen for tonight.

It's not really representative
of my recent work.

Hey, does anyone feel like
joining me for a little...

No, thanks.

I just took a cat valium.

Kids?

No, I'm good.

I will.

Excuse us gals while we go
powder our noses.

[laughs]

I just think you two
would really hit it off

if you had a chance to
get to know each other.

- I mean...
- Uh-huh.

David is super into film.

Especially French New Wave.

He's obsessed with Erich Rohmer.

Of course he is.

He's just in a bad mood
tonight for some reason.

Look, Skye, you don't
have to defend him to me.

All right, I get it. There's
comfort in the familiar.

I didn't break up with
my high school boyfriend

until... junior year of college.

David isn't my high school boyfriend.

Oh.

I mean, we've only been dating
for, like, a year.

Hi.

I'm starving, want to go
over to sixth street

and get some Indian food?

No, I don't want to eat,
I want to dance.

Come on, come on, dance with me.

It'll cheer you up.

I don't need cheering up.

Why are you being so lame tonight?

I'm not being lame, this place is lame.

I don't get it, I thought
you'd be inspired.

What, by a bunch of pretentious posers

and a movie about toilets?

I think you need to be
a little more open-minded.

Come on, where's that sexy
break-dancer I used to know.

Wishing he was somewhere else.

Fine.

- We can go?
- You can.

I'm staying. I'm having fun.

Well, will you be okay
getting home by yourself?

Of course, just go. Excuse me.

Gingivitis can progress to periodontitis

which can lead to bone resorption

and eventually, tooth loss.

Are you all right?

Oh my God.

What happened?

I got beat up.

By who?

That kid, Eli.

What, your student?

Okay, let me take a look.

Is it bad, doc?

Okay, change of plans, gang.

Instead of gum inflammation we're going
to jump ahead to emergency dentistry.

Misty, prep a chair.

All right.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

I was just dropping off a
box of cat toys to your dad,

but I didn't want to wake him,
so I was going to leave them.

Oh, cool.

Late night snack?

Oh, yeah, I was at this stupid
art opening in the city

and there wasn't any food. So...

Do you remember that time
senior year when we cut class

and we just drove to Asbury Park

and we sat on the beach and ate KFC?

And it was super windy.

And then the seagull, like,
stole the chicken wing?

Yeah, which, if you think
about it is just wrong.

Totally gross.

Cannibals.

Uh...

- You hungry?
- Me? Um...

I mean, you know, it's not like I'm
going to eat all this by myself.

Well, what about your dad?

His cardiologist doesn't
want him eating fried food.

[chuckles]

You know what? Why not?

Okay.

It's not just about capturing form.

- Mmm.
- Or reproducing the real.

Yeah.

I'm trying to invite
the spectator into the work.

- Right, of course you are.
- Start a dialogue.

Skye, where do you keep the corkscrew?

Uh, it's, um, on the counter.

By the sink.

Technically, you're very proficient.

That's not the problem.

Oh?

Yeah, the problem is
a lack of point of view.

Something to say.

Like I tell my students,
perspective, voice.

Call it what you want, it's missing.

You can feel it.

There's this emptiness to your work.

They're like, uh...

Cadavers.

Which, don't get me wrong, can
actually be quite beautiful.

But, these aren't.

Uh, okay.

[sobbing]

How are things with Skye?

Complicated.

Sorry.

No, I mean, good complicated.

For the most part.

We just had a fight.

Not really a fight
so much as a disagreement.

Never going to be able to
fit into my wedding dress.

You still have a month
to Jazzercise it off.

Please don't remind me.

You nervous?

No.

Yeah.

Actually, if I'm being honest,
I'm kind of freaking out.

Why?

I don't know, just...

Getting married's like,
a really huge deal.

You know, there's lot of
decisions, like,

do I want roses or tulips?

Chocolate cake or vanilla butter cream?

And then there's the big one.

"Do you take this man?"

How am I supposed to answer that?

I'm pretty sure you're
supposed to say "I do."

But do I?

I mean, I do, now that I think, but...

How do I know I'll feel the
same when I get older?

'Til death do you part
is a really long time.

It's overwhelming.

It's weird to think how much less
complicated life used to be.

Not even that long ago.

I know.

I kind of miss it sometimes.

Me, too.

Thanks, again.

Sorry, I didn't know where else to go.

No, it's okay.

It was so scary, Misty.

I remember thinking, like,

whoa, dude, this is how it ends.

And then, who's gonna remind
Nana to take her pills?

You're a good guy, Wheeler.

Yeah, after this,
I'm swearing off women.

Maybe just underage ones?

Yeah, but they're the only ones
who are interested in me.

That's not true.

All right.

- That was a mistake.
- It was.

I mean, what were we thinking?

We weren't, that's the problem.

I'm a terrible person.

No, you're not, this is
my fault, not yours.

No, I kissed you first.

Yeah, I didn't exactly stop you.

How could I even do this to Barry?

I mean, he's so good to me
and he loves me so much.

He really does.

I just keep thinking
that maybe I did this

on purpose, you know?

Like maybe I secretly
wanted this to happen.

Why?

So I could have an excuse
not to marry Barry.

You don't need an excuse, Karen.

Do you love him?

Yeah.

I really do.

But that's what's so confusing.

[door opens]

Oh. Heya, kids.

Hi, Mr. Meyers. I'm really sorry,
we didn't mean to wake you.

Oh, no, no, don't be silly.

It's good to see you.

I am looking forward to your wedding.

Won't be long now.

I know.

I'm gonna get going, 'cause it's late.

Okay.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Um, well, Barry and I were wondering

if you would consider maybe
videoing the wedding for us?

Wouldn't that be kind of awkward?

Not for me.

Sure.

Okay.

A sweet girl.

Nice you two could remain friends.

Yeah.

One wing won't kill you.
Go ahead, I won't tell Mom.

Oh, Mother of God.

[pop music plays]

[sighs]

[pop music stops]

[pop music plays]

I could feel at the time

There was no way of knowing

Fallen leaves in the night

Who can say where they're blowing

As free as the wind

Hopefully learning

Why the sea on the tide

Has no way of turning

More than this

There is nothing

More than this

Tell me one thing

More than this

There is nothing

More than this

There is nothing

More than this

More than this

Nothing

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