All language subtitles for so.long.marianne.s01e01

You're throwing that jersey
on for the first time,

it's just so
many emotions.

I think we're
gonna be pretty good.

Everything we can
do to play our games,

bring it to the
finish line.

I didn't take
the job to survive.

I took it to kind of
accomplish something.

We have to have a
winning mindset,

otherwise we'll be in a build
for many, many, many years.

♪

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♪ Ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

I know
you've heard that song before.

I wrote that.

I just wanted to
get your attention.

I was 33 when I
released my first song,

and at that point I
used so much Quaalude

that people called
me Captain Mandrax.

That's a pretty splendid
superhero name if you ask me.

Captain Mandrax.

They used to call me a
womaniser but I never was.

It was just easier to get
someone else to love me

than it was to love myself.

And what is love anyway?

It's the one that comes and
goes without leaving a mark,

but then there's
that other kind,

the one that stays with
you your whole life.

Somewhere, even though life
goes on, it lives inside of you.

It's in love that we are made

and in love that we disappear,

and you're always there.

I knew you before
I even met you.

You look a little lost.

Is it that obvious?

No, I know most
of the foreigners on
the island, and uh,

a lot of the Greeks, and
I've not seen you before.

I'd remember.

I'm Leonard.

Leonard Cohen.

Charmian.

You can call me Charm.

- Charm?
- Mm.

Please join me.

I'm not disturbing any-

Not at all.

So what brings you
to Hydra, Leonard?

Oh, escaping from London.

Ah, so did we.

You don't sound, you
don't sound English.

No, neither do
you, I'm Australian.

Australian family
mix. I'm Canadian.

So, we're the outsiders.

Have have you been here long?

Ages.

You're a writer?

All the foreigners here are
either painters or writers.

Which one are you, are you
a painter or a writer, or?

I'm a novelist.

I was a cannoneer in
the army during the war.

Anyway, after that, I
got a job at the Argus,

which is in
Australian newspaper,

which is where I met
my husband, George.

It was quite a scandal because
he was married at the time,

and I was 23 and he was 35.

How old are you, Leonard?

I'm 26, but don't
hold it against me.

Oh, that's a great, great age.

Anyway, I got fired.

George resigned in
protest, bless him.

And he got a job in London,
at the London Times,

as an editor, and we endured
many years of bad weather,

and then we decided that
we both wanted to write,

which was of course,
financially disastrous,

so we found the
cheapest place we could.

We packed up our
children and here we are.

Life.

Under two minutes.

I heard there were
some rooms available

in a guest house or a
guest house in a room.

Oh, you're looking
for something a
little more long term

and less expensive?

Oh darling, you don't
have to be ashamed

about lack of funds here.

Nearly everybody on the island
is broke on a regular basis.

Come.

Where are we going?

Well ,
we have a guest room,

if you don't mind the children.

It's got its own
private entrance.

Okay, how much is it?

- Oh no.
- I really am strapped

right now.
- No, no, no.

You pay what you want,
you pay what you feel.

Welcome to Hydra.

I mean, are you really
accusing me of being drunk?

Your son found you passed out

on the fucking couch last night,

next to two bottles of wine!

Gimme a break, I was
working like a dog.

I fell asleep.

Anyway, where were
you last night?

Oh, don't pretend that
you bloody care, George?

If I didn't care, I
would've left here years ago!

You know what?

You know, maybe you are
the reason that I drink?

Just to endure your
self-righteous bullshit!

If I didn't drink then I
would've left you years ago.

Hey, Leonard?

Yes, Leonard, sorry.

How are you? George.

Nice to meet you, mate.

Nice to meet you, sorry.

So, what's going on?

You're not leaving, are you?

I was just packing,
packing up my stuff.

I'm sorry about
all the ruckus.

It's um, it's got nothing
to do with you, honestly.

- All right.
- Look,

why don't you hang your things
back up and come upstairs

and have a glass
of wine with me?

You like wine?

Oh, love wine.

Well, you'll fit right in.

- Okay.
- I'll see you up there.

All right.

You all right?

I'm okay, thank you.

Okay.

Oh, I'm fine. Thank you.

Okay.

You're a writer as well?

Yeah, you know,
Charmian and I, we,

we write together, live
together, have three kids,

so it can get a little
claustrophobic at times.

It's complex, isn't it?

Marriage, or humanity,
more generally.

Well, genetically speaking, we
were designed to live amongst

a non-monogamous herd,

and now we're all put
into these little pairs

and it's our morals, you see?

Battling our genes, it's, um-

Exhausting.

It can be.

Well, I suppose I should
go and check on her really.

You don't know where she is?

Oh, I know where
she is.

Too right, I do.

You wanna come?

Come on.

Uh, Martin, just gonna
pop out for a hit, mate.

Will you look after the others?

Good man.

Just got paid a residual on
our latest book, you see,

so that's why I was
over in the mainland,

'cause they don't
have a bank over here.

Anyway, Charm's in there,
paying off our tab,

which is good, but, you know,
means she can start a new one.

Leonard!

Nikos!

Darling, mwah!

- I'm Leonard.
- You all right?

Good, exactly what
I was looking for.

Leonard. Leonard
Goran from Sweden.

This is Leonard. He's Canadian.

- From Montreal.
- This is Axel.

Axel from New York.
- Hi Leonard.

- And Leonard.
- Axel.

Axel?

So you arrived today?

Yeah, I arrived
a few hours ago.

A few hours ago.

Wow. Welcome to Hydra.

- Thank you man.
- Yamas.

Yamas.

ú

I was just telling George
about your original thoughts

on God, so refreshing.

You don't strike me as
the religious type frankly.

The fact that we
constructed this idea of a God

is a blasphemy against humanity.

Leonard, Leonard,
do you believe in God?

Oh, of course, He's
an old friend of mine.

Do you believe in the devil?

Oh yeah, the devil's
just God when He's drunk.

God, when he is
drunk, see that?

- That's very good.
- That bloody good line mate.

- Yamas.
- Yamas.

Yamas.

Axel your wife is here and
she looks beautiful tonight.

Hi.

Hospital?

English, please.

Okay, okay. Thank you.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

English. Can you walk?

No, no.

Your appendix has
burst, this needs to come out.

If not, you die.

Do you understand?

No,
it doesn't work.

They told me you were awake.

Yes, I am.

How do you feel?

- I'm okay.
- Okay.

And Axel, the man I was with?

He's here.

We gave him an empty office
down the hall so he can work.

Thank you.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Wow!

Harvest, this is great.

Thank you.

What are you writing?

It's about the human paradox.

- How?
- How? Please sit down.

Sit down. You can.

I don't know, I see myself as
someone that doesn't belong.

So I travel and search for
something to fill this void

for want of a better word
that most of us feel.

We're tempted by the unknown

'cause we've seen
through the conventions

that the structures
of society are lies.

Say something.

You're beautiful.

No. Like before.

Like you write.

We could all die tomorrow.

And in two weeks.
- Yeah.

No one would care.

I heard of a man
who says words so beautifully

that if he only
speaks their name,

women give themselves to him.

If I am dumb beside your body

while silence blossoms
like tumours on our lips,

it is because I hear a
man climb the stairs,

and clear his throat
outside our door.

Mama.

Well, ignoring me
is not the answer.

Are you hungry?

You look, you look skinny.

You need to eat more
and stop fasting.

So,

what was her name?

Hers?

The one who made
you quit university.

I don't know if
she made me quit.

I'm really not sure I
ever liked Columbia.

How are you feeling?

You seem better.

And when we spoke on the phone?

I'd been in my
room for two weeks.

You remember what
I told you, mm?

Whenever you get depressed,

when things get very
bad in your head,

you stop what you're doing
and you have a shave,

you'll feel better.

I was smooth as a porcelain
doll for the whole semester.

Imagine what would've
happened if you hadn't shaved.

And now I have a moustache.

I think you look, you look
ugly with that moustache.

I kept something for you.

I've never seen my
name in the paper.

I look terrible.
Look really ugly.

You can have your old
room on one condition.

You take a real job.

I'm not saying you stop writing,

just get a proper job.

I talked to your uncle and
you can start tomorrow.

Irving Layton called.

I said, you call him
back once you've eaten.

Ugly fuck.

Two spans of
Vancouver's new Narrows Bridge

collapsed, becoming the world's
worst industrial disaster.

The six-lane bridge has been
two years in the building,

meant for completion
next spring,

has now been set
back by six months.

Three million dollars
has been added

to the original cost
figure of sixteen million.

When the upper span
collapsed, the others

You got me worried.

You know, when the phone
sounded more depressed

than your mother.

I'm very accustomed
to melancholy, you know,

but this was, this is different.

- What?
- It was like a mental

violence, like just goes and
goes and makes it impossible

for me to get from one
moment to the next.

I don't want you
to do anything bad.

You sounded really depressive.

I'm not going to
kill myself in America.

It'd be very unbecoming of me.

Don't say that, please.

You know, I went there to
reach for something more.

You know, I really
thought I could,

but I couldn't get with their
ideas of good and bad writing.

I just felt like writing
"cunt" every other word.

Wow, it's not a
bad word, is it?

Next time, maybe try
"vagina."

Something exotic like
"snatch" or "porky bank."

You know those people down there

you shouldn't listen to them.

They're all, you know,
self-proclaimed gatekeepers

of some reactionary
system built on morals.

Fuck them.

What?

It doesn't change the
fact that I'm going to work

in my uncle's garment
factory tomorrow.

Lenny, Lenny, listen to me.

You are a poet and
a fucking good poet.

Your primary obligation is
to enlighten us human beings

about the dark abyss that
lies deep inside of us.

You have to make us feel
less alone in our depravity.

It's not good, you're
doing a good job.

Don't you ever forget you
are a fucking good poet,

depressed or not depressed.

Hey,
- You okay Lenny?

he's allowed to fucking cry.

Fucking drink a beer or
drink whatever you have.

I like this one.

It's my favourite.

It's very ordinary
in a very unique way.

♪ Smile the while you
kiss me sad adieu ♪

♪ When the clouds roll
by I'll come to you ♪

♪ Then the sky will
seem more blue ♪

♪ Down in Lover's
Lane with you ♪

♪ Wedding bells ring merrily ♪

♪ Every tear, a memory ♪

Thank you

♪ So wait and pray
each night for me ♪

♪ Till we meet again ♪

Hi, that was my
husband.

Oh, he's amazing.

I haven't seen you before.

We came Tuesday, so it's
first time seeing all this.

I'm Charmian Clift.

Hi, I am Marianne Ihlen.

Nice to meet you.

And you said we, we came here?

Yes, he.

Yeah, but
it gets very hot

here in the summer, right?

You know, you can't let
your happiness depend on men

or you will live in a
world of pain, come.

Oh.

We are gonna dance.

- Oh, I-
- Yeah, I'll show you.

We're gonna dance.

Good job.

Is it possible to hang
yourself from a clothes hanger

I wondered over lunch?

If I did it in the closet.

Maybe someday you
would take me out

and wear me as a spring coat.

What's that you're wearing?

Oh, this old thing.

This is a vintage Cohen.

A little tight
over the shoulders,

but I like the way it
screams for attention.

You just have to tell them
you can't work there anymore.

Huh?

I can't.

Why?

You think I'm low, you
should see my mother.

My stepfather just left
and went to Florida,

and now we're trying to find
a room in a nursing home

for my grandfather
with his Alzheimer's.

But we're waiting and
waiting and waiting.

And I'm a misery magnet.

A misery magnet?

Look at this.

What's that?

These are application
papers for every provincial

and federal ground
there is in Canada.

You see, we're launching
a rescue operation

to get you outta here,
what do you say about it?

Well, there's no
harm in doing it.

That's what grants are for.

You fill them out and
they get approved.

I'm gonna co-sign.

Excuse me.

I just wanted to say I
really liked your reading.

Oh, thank you.
What's your name?

Bridget.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

- Hi.
- Hi, Irv.

I appreciate it, I
have to go now though.

Yeah.

Hey, you have to
take all of them.

- Okay.
- Fill them out.

It's pretty easy.

I'm saving his ass.

I'm sure you are.

The last
refuge of the insomniac

is a sense of superiority
to the sleeping world.

I'll call when I get there.

Your troubled child, Leonard.

Dear Irving, I just
finished my novel.

It needs a rewrite
but being in London

crunching out three pages
a day without looking back

is a wholesome way to work.

I can feel the depression
lurking in the back

of my head still, sometimes
like a grey blanket,

other times like a barking dog
chewing on cords to my brain.

The rain was brutal through
six months straight,

and the fog was so heavy

that it sucks the colour
out from your skin

turning everyone into a grey
mass of ill fitted suits.

I really couldn't
fucking stand anymore.

♪ Can I be yours ♪

♪ Can you be mine ♪

So I've
decided to reinvent myself

as a man of the world.

I'll create a version of
me that travels the world

as a closet optimist.

I met the only happy man in
London and he was from Greece.

You need help?

No, it's fine. Thank you.

You got all the
jugs in all the town.

Water is important.

Water is very important.

♪ These eyes are
tired of lying ♪

♪ It's time to tell the truth ♪

♪ You're tired of denying ♪

♪ A darker side of you ♪

♪ It's time to turn it around ♪

♪ There's just no
stopping me now ♪

♪ You wanna play with fire ♪

♪ I'll burn your
whole world down ♪

♪ It's when the sun is dying ♪

♪ It's when it all comes out ♪

♪ The grasps of souls escaping ♪

♪ Is such a lovely sound ♪

♪ It's time to turn it around ♪

♪ There's just no
stopping me now ♪

♪ My heart is tired of trying ♪

♪ To give you what you want ♪

♪ I'm tired of
all the fighting ♪

♪ And always being wrong ♪

Axel, your wife is here and
she looks beautiful tonight.

You are a lucky, lucky man.

♪ You wanna play with fire ♪

Oh!

His wife?

Yeah.

Marianne, you
look beautiful tonight.

I always look beautiful.

I find it so funny that
people get so outraged

the minute a woman
decides to act like a man.

Her name is Marianne, Leonard.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You still awake?

No, I'm sleeping.

Do you want some more wine?

Yeah, yeah. Always.

What
are you writing?

Just something silly.

Read it to me.

It's very mediocre. You sure?

Yeah.

Come on, read it to me.

Okay.

Beneath my hands your small
breasts are the upturned bellies

of breathing fallen sparrows.

Wherever you move, I hear
the sounds of closing wings

or falling wings.

I am speechless because
you've fallen beside me.

Because your eyelashes
are the spines of tiny,

fragile animals.

I dread the time and your
mouth begins to call me Hunter.