All language subtitles for Spun Out s01e01 Salad.eng

Ah, this is gonna be awesome,
working side by side with my homie.

Yeah, and I finally got a chance
to wear the tie my dad got me,

- just in case I ever got a real job.
- How is good ol' Donald?

Does he still do this
every time he mentions me?

Yeah, yeah, but don't worry about it.

He still does it every time
he tells people I'm a writer.

Mmm.

Ok, when these elevator
doors open, you get out there

and you knock 'em dead.

'Cause there's only one Beckett
Ryan, so you tell the world

- that he has arrived!
- (ding!)

Becket Ryan has arrived!

And he's referring to
himself in the third person.

Beckett Ryan needs to
stop that immediately.

Ok, so you're kind of
bombing, a little bit.

- Just breathe and let me handle the introductions, ok?
- All right.

This is Bryce McBradden.
This is Dave's secretary.

I'm an executive assistant
and you know it, Nelson.

- Hardest job in the office.
- Thank you.

And he makes you wear
that ridiculous fanny pack.

No, he does not.

Moving right along. This is Gordon.

I meet someone new, I get
to try my new handshake.

Why go up and down when
you can go side to side?

No, don't fight it.

Why are you... No, I don't
want a circle handshake!

This is a terrible first impression!

Come on. Let's go. It's fine.

This is Stephanie.

She's a very important member of our team.

Hi. Beckett Ryan. I'm the new copywriter.

Oh, perfect. What do you think of this?

Oh, it's a trucker in a
vest. Did your kid draw that?

I'm sorry, was it somebody else's kid?

- No.
- A monkey?

I drew it.

I'm sorry. You must be
thinking, "Who is this jerk?"

Did he only get hired
'cause Daddy's the boss?"

Screw you.

'Cause her daddy is the boss.

Man, but she is hot!

- Who's hot?
- The boss's daughter.

Dave Lyons,

the boss.

You have a lovely office.

Oh?

Would you like to tap that as well?

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Dad, we need to talk.

Oh, sweetie, can this wait?

I was just about to head out to an auction.

Oh, what is it this time, sir?
Art, antiques, shrunken heads?

Bryce, do you remember when
I told you what the code word

was for when I'm lying to
avoid talking to someone?

Yes. Every time you say
"auction", I'm sup... Oh, blast.

Dad, the new guy has got no
PR experience on his r?sum?.

I've been working here
for 6 months, and I want

- some real work, or else.
- Understood.

We accept your resignation.

Now move along.

- Sir is a very busy man.
- I'm not resigning.

- Oh, you're not?
- Of course you're not.

Why would you re... Bryce!

Why do you have a box ready?

Because you told me... to
always leave your office

whenever you look at me like that.

But I should still put this on
her desk just in case, right?

Dad, tell me the truth. Did you only
hire me because I'm your daughter?

Oh, of course not.

Did you hire me because you feel
guilty for being such a crappy dad?

Warmer.

You think I'm gonna screw up.

(laughing): Red hot!

Come on, Dad.

Oh, all right, sweetheart, tell you what.

Today we're gonna have a
meeting with Tildman Trucking.

They're gonna come in here, they want
to rebrand their company to be hipper.

I'm hip, homie.

BitTorrent.

Let's get crunk and YOLO.

Wow, it's like a walk in Brooklyn.

Tell you what's gonna happen.

Nelson and I will pitch
an idea to them, right?

And if they don't like that
idea, we'll pitch a second idea.

And if they don't like
our sixth idea, well,

that's your time to shine.

- Score, Stephanie!
- Yeah.

I'm already coming up with
some seventh-place ideas

in my head already. Do
they have to be trucks?

Well, I could run that past

the head of the... trucking company.

But for now, let's just focus on trucks.

You know, and I feel confident
that you're gonna get there.

You know, I bet this is gonna
be like in the 4th grade.

You know, remember when you sold
all of those Girl Guide cookies?

Oh, no. Thanks, Dad, but that was Todd,

your oldest son from your second marriage.

Oh, right, yeah!

Still likes to wear the
uniform, but he's a good kid.

And hey, you know what?
Talking turned out to be ok.

Tom,

we're talking about a
massive paradigm shift

with Tildman Trucking to
make you guys the hippest,

most dynamic trucking
company in the marketplace...

Whoa, Slick, slow down
with the fancy paradigms

and your tall hair.

That don't impress me.

Why don't you let us do what we do best?

And if you'd like seventh best...

Nelson and I have been
working on this all night,

- and what we want to do is...
- (loud groan)

Hey, guys.

What a morning, huh?

(Beckett humming)

Mmm!

It's egg salad.

Roommate made it.

Hey! What are you doing?

Oh, this isn't the lunchroom?

Do you see anybody eating lunch?

I like a man

who barges into a meeting with
his big old egg salad sandwich.

And I like a man who puts "big
ol'" in front of "sandwich".

So, uh, Egg Salad, what do you got?

Well, actually, Beckett's not
up to speed on Tildman Trucking.

- You have a trucking company?
- Yeah.

Cool. Hey, you know
what I've always thought?

I bet you could tell us
after the meeting, Beckett.

Not now, in front of the client.

Slow down, Slick. Let the pretty bird sing.

- In a world where truck...
- Not you, Binder.

I'm talking about Egg Salad.

Oh. Ok.

Well, you know the sound the trucks make

when they back up? Well, I was thinking,

instead of the annoying "Beep! Beep! Beep!"

what if it was something cool like...

(beatboxing)

Wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka!
(imitating a truck horn)

Well, I apologize for that, obviously.

- Let's get back to the actual presentation...
- No need.

I've made up my mind.

I'm gonna go with Egg Salad...

the man and the sandwich.

Hey, roomie.

The working man is back,
bringing home the bacon,

just like my dad.

Except I don't cry in the shower,

and I have bacon.

Get over here. I want to hear everything.

So, in the elevator,

- I was a little nervous...
- How was my sandwich?

All right, you know what?
Your sandwich was fantastic.

In fact, I made this great pitch...

- (knocking on door)
- ... that the client bought

in the room. I think I earned the
respect of everybody in the office.

Oh, and I got a wicked cool nickname.

- You moment
- Stealing son of a bitch!

That's not the nickname;

it's Egg Salad.

Wait... did you follow me home?

Oh, yeah, I followed you home.

You came into my world,
now I'm all up in yours.

You know, I worked really
hard on these ideas,

and because of you, they
didn't even get a chance!

The world will never
see a motorcycle truck!

I like her. She's feisty.

- (ding!)
- What else needs fixing?

Beckett Ryan has arrived.

Oh, yeah, you're a great fixer.

Tildman Trucking went with
your backing-up-music idea,

- and it was a smash hit.
- What? That's great!

No! It's not great!

Cars got smashed and people got hit!

(ding!) (Gordon moaning)

Gordon, what happened?

I got hit by a truck that
was backing up very slowly.

Yeah, people heard trucks backing
up and thought it was their phone

and stopped to answer it, and then BAM!

Fifteen incidents in the last hour.

Hey, you!

Smelly sandwich, or whatever
the hell your name is.

My office, now.

Oh-ho, good luck beatboxing
your way out of this one,

daddy longlegs.

Score, Stephanie!

Sorry, buddy.

Ah, it could have been
worse, considering Tom wanted

to chain me between 2
trucks and rip me in half.

Oh, no truck rending?

I wish he'd reconsider.

Well, congratulations.

It's the smallest belongings box ever.

It's actually empty... just symbolic.

We are all so gonna miss you, buddy.

All right, well, thanks.

Thanks, all. Thanks. Thanks, everyone.

You know, my brief time here reminds me

of Arthur Miller's classic
A Memory of Two Mondays...

Ok, who had less than 2 days in the pool?

Can you guys at least wait until I'm gone?

I had day 1, gone by lunch.

I had 1 day, 4 hours. Beat that, suckers!

I'm still here, guys.

And I had forever. It was
supportive, but it was stupid.

You guys know that I have ears, right?

Oh, I won! One day and 5 minutes.

A man may have lost his
job, but I just won $37.

- All right, I'll just find the stairs.
- I'll be able

to feed my cats. I guess I
put one of them down too soon.

Dad, I have something to say.

- Auction! Auction!
- Coming, sir!

We tried Egg Salad's idea.
When is it Binder's turn?

You know, honey, I
wouldn't let Tom define you

with his nicknames. He's insane.

But you are right.

You do deserve a shot, you know,
and I'm gonna give it to you.

And you know what? I bet this
is gonna turn out just like

the time you tried out
for cheerleading squad.

You remember? All the odds
were against you that day,

but you made the squad and
you led the team to Nationals.

Again, that was Todd.

Todd is amazing.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Look, uh, I'm sorry things didn't work out.

But hey, at least nobody got hurt, right?

Yeah, I guess you're
right, unless you count

all those people that got hit by trucks!

Yeah, but they all thought they
were getting phone calls, you know.

Their last conscious
memory was full of hope.

Look, Nelson, I appreciate
you trying to cheer me up,

but you can go back to the office.

Not without your key card I can't.

Right.

You know...

I got nothing.

Hell of a day.

Hell of a hell of a day.

Does this mean you don't hate me anymore?

Not now that you've been
crushed and humiliated.

That's all I ever wanted.

(He chuckles.)

Mm. Shouldn't you be at work?

Nope, I am way ahead of the game.

I told my dad that I
would fix Tildman Trucking.

And this is what I've come up with.

"Truck rhymes with... "

Well, I don't think we can say that.

Oh, my God. I'm dead.

You know, I've been
working there for 6 months,

and I have been begging for
an opportunity like this.

And now that I have it,
I'm so scared I'm paralyzed.

Maybe I am just the boss's daughter.

You know, I reconstructed
that binder you threw at me.

And you know what I saw?

Some very disturbing
drawings I drew of you?

I especially like the one where you're

jamming a sandwich into parts
of my body that sandwiches

ought not be jammed into.

Yeah, that one's going on the refrigerator.

I also saw somebody who had
more ideas than anybody else.

I saw a driven woman
who never gives up, ever,

even to the point of
following employees home,

to their houses, where they live.

A woman who is the boss's daughter In name,

but also in spirit...

determined, terrifying spirit.

Thank you.

Well... it was nice working with you...

for a day and 5 minutes.

Yeah, you too. Oh, and hey,

I'm sorry about those drawings.

I'm sure you have normal-sized genitalia.

Is that what that was?

I thought that was a bee sitting on my lap.

Mmm. Oh,

for the love of Pete,
are we doing this again?

- Like when your book failed?
- Yep, and this time

I'm not getting up. Not
just because I don't want to,

but because I ate 4 pounds of bacon.

Beckett, step away from the bacon.
You need to get back to work.

Work? What work?

- They fired me.
- Do you know what you need right now?

- Four pounds of eggs?
- No, less bacon.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

(knocking on door)

It's open.

- Ah, Beckett.
- Dave. Wow.

Dropping by is really
a thing with you Lyons.

Mm-hmm. I came back because I wanted

to play a little game with you, Beckett.

It's a game where you take something
negative and try to make it seem positive.

I'd rather play the game
where you didn't just fire me.

No, I recalibrated your
employment opportunities.

When you put it like that,
it sounds pretty good.

Oh, I see how it works.

Ok, shall we? All right, you go.

Ok. Uh...

- bankruptcy.
- Financial rebirth.

Identity theft.

Severely flattering impersonation.

Ok, now your turn. Calling
out the wrong name in bed.

Uh, an efficient way to end a relationship.

- Yes! I would have also accepted roleplaying.
- Ah.

Um... leaving the scene of a crime.

Running around other
neighbourhoods looking for clues.

Arsonist.

Someone who brings warmth to others.

Wow, I CAN do this!

- Yeah.
- How did you know?

Well, because of what you
did for Stephanie today.

You know, you took her
awkward and frustrating life,

and you made it seem
full of possibilities...

you sold her on her,

and that's something I
haven't been able to do.

And I'm the best salesman there is.

I mean, hell,

I'm the guy that made rollerblading cool.

And when they dropped me,

I made it stupid.

I always wondered why
I stopped rollerblading.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Now, what do you say? Come back to work?

Say yes, say yes! I am

sick and tired of this place
smelling like a Denny's.

- Girlfriend?
- Abby. Ex-girlfriend.

- Too broke to move out.
- Or... ?

Former soul mate currently
free of the burden of wealth.

- Excellent.
- Hey, I could be you.

No, Beckett, I have a
plane. Do you have a plane?

- No.
- Then baby steps.

You just think about it. And,
Abby, very nice to meet you.

I like him!

He has a plane!

All right, I got it.

As a form of apology,

we let a truck back up over
everyone in the office. Huh?

Here's a slogan: "We
stand behind our work."

Anyone else? Anything, anything at all.

- Stephanie.
- Uh...

Come on. Oh...

Yeah, sorry, when she
panics, she tap dances.

Although, ironically, when she panicked
at tap dancing class, she just peed.

You finally tell a story that doesn't
involve Todd, and that's what you remember?

Ok, ok, Dave, I've got it.

What if we cover the trucks in bubble wrap?

- No.
- What if they covered me in bubble wrap?

No! And stop wearing bubble wrap to work.

- It's so comfy.
- It's noisy!

It is.

Sir, if the troops could use rejuvenation,

It is shrimp cocktail night at Manion's.

No. Nobody will eat a crustacean

until I have one viable
id to take to the client!

We get Tildman Trucking to put out an app.

It's a free safety app.

Go on.

It uses GPS to warn anybody

when a truck is backing
up by playing... this.

(Abby): Hey, moron, you're
about to get hit by a truck!

I don't get it. What is this for?

- (Beckett): It's for work. Just say the line.
- Prototype.

That is a great idea.

Well, you came through,
just like Stephanie did.

How did I come through?

Well, I told you to come up
with a good idea, and yours was

to hire Beckett back.

Oh. Oh! Score, Stephanie!

Bryce, get me Tildman
Trucking on the phone.

- Already on it, sir.
- Thank you, Bryce.

Hello. Tom. Tom, this is Dave Lyons.

I think we've had a bit
of a breakthrough here.

Yeah, what we're gonna do...

Tom, why do I hear beatboxing?

Well... No, it can't be your ringtone;

you're already on the phone
with me, and... Oh, Tom,

look out! Tom!

I'm sure he's ok.

Anyone hungry?

Good to have you back, buddy. By the way,

- uh, new guy always buys.
- Aw, that can't be a rule!

- Ah, ah.
- Come on!

Ah, an exquisite treat
after a triumphant victory.

I'll say.

Oh, Gordon! You're allergic to shrimp.

No, I'm not; that's peanut...

(Gordon gasping)

- Whew.
- Thanks, Bryce.

- Yeah.
- Hey, shrimp, let's cut out the middleman.

Um, I'd like to make a toast.

Uh, to me, for recommending Beckett,

who save the day, right after he ruined it.

And then me for re-recommending Beckett
so that he could save the day for real.

- All right.
- And to me, who got in

on the company shrimp,
even though I don't work

with any of you. Hi, I'm Abby.

Anybody else?

Good.

You know, today's events

- remind me of a quote from...
- Hey, guys,

A severed finger was just found in
a kiddie's meal at Whammy Burger.

That could work, folks. Let's go.

I know. We say that Whammy Burger
will do whatever it takes to get

protein back into their food.

Let's make that idea 7.

Ah, severed fingers in food.

I love my job.

Hey.

Are you sure you want
to work with us, Beckett?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Oh.

And the name is Salad.

Egg Salad.

Aw, come on!

We have to get you a bell!

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