All language subtitles for The Mayor S01E13 Death of a Councilman

I know you all may think

this is an indulgence
our city cannot afford.

But esteemed Council members,

I say we deserve better.

How he can sleep through this poetry?

Beyond rude. Disgusting, really.

You are playing a video game
on your phone right now.

Ahh.

With the volume on.

It's not a game, Val.

It's a strategy-based puzzle
with goblins.

Oh. Sorry.

I want the next generation
to look back and say...

thank you...

thank you for turning
this ugly cell tower...

into a tree.

So when you...

wake up...

and cast your vote,

cast it for the future.

All those in favor of
Mayor Rose's cellphone tower

that I guess sort of looks like a tree?

Councilman!

- I'm just...
- Yeah, I'd...

Um...

Councilman Schweikert?

Keith.

K-man.

K. Daddy. Oh!

- Oh, my God.
- Uh...

I think K-man is dead.

Okay, this seems like
a natural stopping point.

I'm pretty sure Keith would agree.

Is that too soon?

Please, strike that from the record.

Along with everything else he just said.

Oh, no, wait. False alarm.

I hear him breathing.

No, that's the A/C.

He is very much dead.

Well, that makes two of us.

This goblin was not messing around.

He's dead.

Who dead?

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Greetings, beloved.

Please take this time to
use the bathroom if you have to.

And open up those little loud candies.

And if you plan on vaping,

please step outside.

This may not be the most tactful
time to bring this up, but...

you know what this means, right?

Yeah...

life is short.

"No day but today."

That's from "Rent."

The "Hamilton" of the '90s?

It's about a bunch of people
who ain't pay their rent.

And AIDS. It's mostly about AIDS.

No, guys, focus.

Keith's death equals an open
seat on the city council.

There is gonna be a special election.

We need a candidate we can control.

Someone who supports our agenda
because they believe in it.

Yeah, and someone who

appreciates my speeches more than Keith.

I feed off the audience.
That guy was giving me nothing.

Dude, he was dead.

Look, we need that seat.

Unfortunately, Keith's widow,
Claudine, is running.

If that b-word wins,

she's gonna vote against you,
just like her dead husband.

Clau... Claudine...

Come on, now.
You're gonna tip it over, now.

Hold up. Are you wearing
the dead man's sweater?

Hm?

I mean, he may have died in it,

but I am very much alive in it.

Thank you, Dina,
for hosting our tenant meeting.

And thank you for the drinks.

A few more limes next time, maybe.

I didn't put out drinks.

You just helped yourself
to my liquor cabinet.

I got bad news.

Landlord told me, effective next year,

he is banning all large dogs.

Says if you can't carry it,
you got to put it down.

What?

I'm paraphrasing.

It's got to fit in a bag.

Well, how the hell is that fair?

If it's a small dog or a giant dog,

you still all paid the pet deposit.

He claims large pets
damage common areas.

What common areas?

We got a stairwell and a fake-ass plant.

Honestly, I don't blame him.

Can't say I'm gonna miss
Seabiscuit over there.

Oh, I know you're not talking.

Okay, you guys, cut it out.

This is what Ivan wants.
He's trying to divide us.

He's trying to drive us out
so he can jack up the rent.

We all need to stand up to that tyrant.

Well, I guess I could dress Idris up

as one of those guys in a trench coat.

Get him a little hat and some shades.

Hold that thought, Jasmine.

Ooh, I can use a snack!
Maybe some cheese.

A nice sub!

Landlord said that the dogs
had to be in a bag,

but he did not specify
the size of the bag.

Bam.

Ha-ha, we found a loophole!

Come at me, landlord. Come at us.

Dina, you have a gift.

You would be crazy not to use it

to get this whole building up to code.

- Starting with my pipes.
- Huh.

The widow Claudine just dropped
her campaign slogan,

and it's brilliant.

That is a statement.

Yeah. We need someone
to run against her ASAP.

Someone likable and charming
and good with the constituents.

Yeah, someone who gets me,

- someone I can trust... someone...
- Mm-hmm.

who is a friend.

- Uh-huh.
- Interesting.

Also horrifying.

Say hi to the missus.

Tell her to stop feeding those raccoons.

I'm serious. Trust me.
I have had rabies twice.

- All right. Bye.
- ♪ If you like piña coladas ♪

♪ And getting caught in the rain ♪

No.

- Yeah, no.
- Mnh-mnh.

T.K., I think you should run
for Keith's city-council seat.

Me?

In one of the big chairs?

Him? In the big chair?

Yeah. Think about it.

You'll be doing exactly
what you're doing right now,

just on a bigger scale.

Mm, I do love sitting.

I'm more
a behind-the-scenes kind of guy.

More Jazzy Jeff than the Fresh Prince.

I mean, sure, I do have fantasies.

Think about it. People love you.

You are dependable, loyal, supportive.

There's not a restaurant in this city

where I don't have a loyalty card.

And if you run,
you'll have the mayor's endorsement.

- Uh-huh.
- Wow. Which mayor?

- Me.
- Oh, you meant mayor.

I thought you meant like mayor mayor.

But that's... that's amazing.

And also, Val will run your campaign.

- What? Really?
- Yeah.

Oh, no.

It's happening.

Campaign werewolf. The rush. The fever.

The last-minute scheduling changes.

Yep. I'm in.

So what do you say, T?

You know what, Courtney?

If you believe in me, I believe in me.

I mean, with you by my side,
I literally can't lose.

Look out, world, T. K. Clifton's
about to dive into the race!

Ohh! My Toshiba!

Hey, um...

I understand why
you chose T. K. and not me.

I'm a natural showman, no rough
edges, and frankly, no time.

So thank you for not putting me
in the awkward position

of having to turn down this opportunity.

Yeah.

Hey, hey! T. K.

Running for city council.
You mind signing?

Oh. Sure.

All right.

That's in.

- Yeah, no problem.
- Here you go.

Hey, fellas!

T.K. Clifton. Want to sign a peti...

Just running for city council.

Okay. Just gonna...

Ohh!

Oh, man!

You know, I was nervous
about running at first,

but now that I got these signatures,

you better watch your back
in four years.

I was just kidding.

I pledge my undying loyalty.

It'll be an honor to
endorse you, my friend.

Okay. Now let's see if Claudine
is a registered sex offender.

- Girl, why?
- What is wrong with you?

Sorry, the campaign werewolf
makes me do crazy things.

Okay.

Glen, my good man!

My signatures.

Please add me to the ballot.

Great. Well,
we just need two forms of ID.

Hold up! I got my signatures!

Whoa. Wait, Mom, what
are you doing here?

Running for city council.

Ah, of course she is.

Wait, what?

Yep. I've been organizing with
the tenants in our building,

and I love it!

And I realized that politics

must run in the Rose family blood.

Y'all are like the Kennedys
without the shady parts.

Or the money.

Anyway, I wanted to surprise you.

Yeah, that's great. And you did.

Um, but T. K. is also running.

He just turned in his signatures.

No, you know what? I can drop out.

Because, I mean,
who would want to run against

the woman they wish was their mother?

You got my vote.

T.K., you are not dropping out.

This is what democracy is all about.

Fair and open competition.

See you all on the campaign trail.

Come on, T. K.,
we have to go woo people.

Whoo!

- This will be fun.
- Super fun.

I just got to know,

who are you gonna endorse?

Your mom? Or best friend?

Yeah...

Hey! Mom! Hold up.

Look, you know I support
everything that you do.

But this is a little complicated.

Courtney, I love helping people.

And I'm good at it.

There are other ways of helping people,

you know, like a crossing guard,

- Walmart greeter.
- Zumba teacher.

Anything that does not involve

you running against my best friend.

One of your best friends.

I didn't see T. K.
holding your dreads back

when you were puking at ReggaeFest.

- That's right.
- I'm a perfect candidate!

I am Fort Grey!

Well, not the gross parts
down by the river.

They found all kinds of
body parts down there.

Yeah, but I kind of promised
T. K. my endorsement.

Oof. Well, that's a dilemma.

I mean, you made a commitment.

And to T. K. of all people?

He's like a brother to you.

See? Ma, I knew you would get it.

But see, here's the thing.

I'm not like your mother.

I am your mother.

Mos before bros.

Man...

Yo, can you believe th...

Jermaine Bridget LeForge.

Courtney's friend.
Known political operative.

What fresh hell is this?

Two words... campaign manager.

Two more... LeForge Group.

Yet two more... sign here?

This is a napkin.

Okay.

I see your hesitancy.

Why the LeForge Group?

Easy... This campaign trail
can be a rough road

and you need somebody that's not
afraid to get their hands dirty,

bend a rule or three,
and look delicious doing it.

Fine.

But I'm not signing a napkin.

Outstanding!

Verbal contract!

Less paperwork for my assistant!

Which is me.

I'm sorry, can I just take
your baby just for one sec?

Do you want to
take a picture with this guy?

There you are!

Now, are you sure I'm allowed
to kiss this baby?

Yeah, just kiss the baby.

- Great.
- Hold her to cameras.

- Okay.
- Good.

And release.

All right!

Hey, you got a little bit
of syrup on you?

And I thought you couldn't
get any sweeter!

Okay. Here you go, ma'am.

- Wait, no.
- All right.

This is not my baby!

Okay, I'll take that baby back.

Sorry about that. There's your baby.

Hey, there's my biggest supporter!

Mm!

You know what? If you were a bra,

you'd be a double-D pushup.

That's the biggest bra you can buy.

Larger sizes are special order.

You know, it's so hard for those women.

But T. K. Clifton's gonna
change all that for you.

- T.K.
- I know I asked you to run,

but maybe this political thing
isn't a great fit for you.

Well, that's what they said
about this turtleneck,

and look at me now.

Right. But it's more than
just pancakes and babies.

It's a lot of hard work.

And get ready to live your life
under a microscope.

Every detail out there
for the world to see.

Well, you know, I'm an open book.

Are you sure you want to let people know

that you've eaten cat food
on more than one occasion?

Ugh.

Okay, the first time,
I thought it was tuna.

All I'm saying is it's a lot of work.

And there is no shame in dropping out.

Courtney! Excuse me.

Why are you trying to mess with
my candidate's head?

I know what you're trying to do.

You're testing my commitment.

You don't want to endorse a quitter.

Nor would I ask you to.

Rest assured, I am 100% committed.

Nay, 200%.

Val. Get me another baby.

Okay.

- All right, lame-stream media.
- Courtney,

let's talk endorsement rollouts.

We want to make the biggest splash.

I was thinking
during the debate tomorrow.

Now, when describing T. K. Clifton,

here are the approved
campaign words to use.

There you go.

"Visionary. Resourceful.

- Sensuous"?
- That was a deal-breaker.

He told me he'd walk if I didn't put it in.

Hello? Clifton for 2018.

No, I said 1,000 doves.

Well, if I wanted 900 doves,
I would've said 900 doves!

Excuse me.

T.K., please don't touch that baby!

Which is why I urge you
to vote for the candidate

that will bring
the spirit of the Almighty

to this all-too secular chambers!

- Hallelujah!
- My choice.

God's choice.

I give you the righteous Dina Rose.

Just completely ignoring
the separation of church and state.

Come on, man.
Don't nobody care about that.

I have always looked
to my faith to guide me

when making difficult decisions.

So in a way, voting for me
is like voting for Him.

And for the lady vote...

Or Her.

It's Him.

We've saving you for the debate.

Space out our endorsements
strategically...

God, mayor...

Will, Jada... Willow, Jaden.

You know, just all the Smiths.

We're trading calls.

I'm trading calls.

...come on, now!

Whoo!

All right!

Who wants a T-shirt?

Jermaine!

What? Who doesn't like T-shirts?

We don't throw things at people.
You hand them out!

- The T-shirts are really nice.
- Hey, Rev. You got a sec?

- Yes, sir.
- Endorsement, baby boy!

Endorsement.

Look, I know this isn't
the usual confessional,

but I could use some advice.

I'm in kind of a bind
with the selection.

I promised to support my friend,
who I convinced to run.

But as the Bible says, honor thy mother.

Who do I choose?

I don't want to let
either one of them down.

I see your dilemma.

[LAUGHING] You're [Bleep].

Can reverends say that?

Your endorsement
could decide the winner.

The race is just that close, Courtney.

Yeah, you're right.

But what if one of the
candidates was way out in front?

Then my endorsement
wouldn't even matter.

I mean, it's hard to be mad at someone

for not giving them
a meaningless endorsement.

Like an endorsement from "God."

You know God doesn't care about
interim elections.

I know exactly what I need to do.

Thank you.

What floor am I...
How damn high is this building?

Mayor Rose.

What are you doing here?

I'm here to help you win.

What's your angle?

There is no reason why you should be

in a three-way tie with a mail carrier

and a guy who has eaten cat food
on two separate occasions.

So, are you endorsing me?

No. I can't do that.

But I did look you up.

Claudine Mancuso-Schweikert.

You, my dear lady,
appeal to every demographic...

mother, grandmother, gardener.
You do charity work.

You run your own small business,

and you are the president of the HOA.

I believe that if
we highlight those strengths,

you could pull way ahead in this race.

Claudine Schweikert has withdrawn

from the race for city council.

Someone just reminded me
that my life is already so full.

I really don't have the "bandwidth,"

as my granddaughter would say,

to take on such an important task.

Oh, great, I can get you to drop out.

Well, that leaves only two contenders...

T. K. Clifton and Dina Rose,

who will be squaring off
tonight in a debate.

Good evening, and welcome to
tonight's debate.

Let's begin with
a 10-second introduction

from the candidates.

I'm Dina Rose.

I delivered your mail,

I delivered your mayor,

and now, I'll deliver for you.

Just give up, Val. She's already won.

Here, have a button.

- No.
- You want a button?

- I do not want a button.
- Okay.

Hello. I am Thaddeus Kyle Clifton.

I've had a lot of jobs in the past.

I was a mall masseuse.

My most recent job as your
Director of Constituent Services

has been the most rewarding.

Time!

He went off book.

Let's get to the question
on everyone's mind...

which one of these people...
so close to the mayor...

will he endorse?

- Me.
- Me.

Oh, d-didn't he tell you yet?

I'm sorry, baby, but I'm getting it.

Oh, Dina Rose, you are a blessing.

All due respect, Miss Dina,
I'm getting it.

I'm... I'm getting it. I'm getting
it, ladies and gentlemen.

I will be getting the endorsement.

I have confirmation from
a source that shall remain...

I had the child that's going to
give me the endorsement.

Hold up. Why guess when
we can go to the man himself?

- No. No, no, no.
- Courtney, sit up.

Mister Mayor, where are you sitting?

Mayor's right here! Over here!

Ohh!

- There's my baby!
- Hello.

Uh, hello.

It's very nice to be here.

More or less.

- Mister Mayor...
- Huh?

...let's settle this once and for all.

- Uh-huh.
- Who do you endorse?

- Your longtime best friend...
- My man.

- ...or your mother?
- Fruit of my womb!

You know, I don't think these
lovely people of Fort Grey

really want to hear my opinion,

so best of luck to you both.

- I'd like to know.
- Yeah, I want to know too.

It's a simple question, Mister Mayor.

Who's it gonna be, sir?

Yeah, who's it gonna be?

Who's it gonna be?

Who's it gonna be?

Who's it gonna be?

- What is this, a pep rally?
- Who's it gonna be?

Who's it gonna be?

I...

Mayor Courtney Rose...

officially endorse...

Cancel the balloons.

I said cancel the balloons.

- And we'll be back.
- Were we supposed to have balloons?

- 'Cause I-I didn't...
- Shut up, T. K.

Well, if it isn't Fort Grey's
own Runaway Mayor.

Look, I need to talk to you.

But as Chief of Staff Val,
not Campaign Werewolf Val.

Well, you know, once I wolf out,

it's sort of hard
for me to retract my claws.

I messed up. Big time.

Yeah, you did.

And it looked bad.

It was a foolish and immature,
cowardly...

Chief of Staff Val,

can you help me fix this?

Look, this whole thing happened

because you couldn't make a decision.

As hard as it is,
you just have to do something.

Take action, pick someone,
and live with the results.

In other words, man up.

Sexist.

So just pick someone, Courtney.

And as Campaign Werewolf...

you know who I want you to pick.

Ouch!

Those are the retractable claws.

- They hurt.
- Mm-hmm.

No, girl, you have a good day!

And remember, vote Dina Rose,

'cause she delivers.

Hey, Ma.

Um, I have to tell you something.

Do I have to chase you
out the door to hear it?

Yes.

I'm sorry I embarrassed everyone
at the debate.

Mainly yourself.

Well, I was scared to make a choice.

But I should've, and I've made it.

I love you, and I think

you would make
a wonderful councilperson.

Aw, baby.

But I have to endorse T. K.

- Oh.
- I gave him my word,

and I can't leave him out there hanging.

I hope you understand.

I do.

That is a noble
and respectable decision.

While I respect and love my son,
I do not seek his endorsement.

I would much rather win on my own merits

and not lean on my relationship
with the mayor.

That may work for some people,

but that's just not the Dina Rose way.

Thank you.

I feel like that last part
was a dig at me.

She just rolled us.

Yeah. That was a baller move.

Nice job, Jermaine.

That was all Dina.

Though, per her LeForge Group
client agreement,

I will be taking full credit.

So, we still doing that press
conference where you endorse me?

Or should we just go get some tacos?

I just want to say,
this has been a crazy race,

but I feel like Fort Grey wins
with either one of you.

Well said, Courtney.

An equivocating coward to the end.

Okay, they're about to call it.

KSGY can now project that
when all the votes are counted,

the newest member of the Fort
Grey city council will be...

Okay, no matter what happens,

we're gonna handle this
with grace and maturity.

Dina Rose.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Dina Rose is your winner, folks.

City councilwoman! Endorsement my ass!

Yes!

Hell yes!

Congratulations, Mom.

Aw.

Not gonna lie,
I am wallowing in the sads.

But if it wasn't me, I'm glad
it was you, Miss Dina Rose.

I hereby concede the race to you.

Oh, baby, you don't have to concede.

They already announced that I won.

- Nevertheless, I concede.
- Stop conceding.

Can I steal you for a sec,

- Madam Councilwoman?
- Yeah.

As a public figure,
you can never be too safe.

Allow me to brief you on
the services provided by

the LeForge Security
and Protection Solutions.

Move your tiny body away from me.

A toast!

To the Rose political dynasty!

Mom, you know, in my heart,
I always wanted to endorse you.

Oh, thank you, baby.

And just know that when
I don't vote for your agenda,

in my heart, I really wanted to.

Oh. Hello, there.

I'm Jermaine LeForge,

owner, CFO, CEO, COO,

and style consultant
for the LeForge Group.

With over 32 days of experience

and an undefeated roster of candidate,

the LeForge name is now
synonymous with success.

But don't take my word for it.

Jermaine, you said
this was an emergency.

I didn't agree to be in
some damn commercial!

You owe me gas money.

Another satisfied customer.

Remember... LeStyle, LeSuccess,

LeForge.

Le[Bleep].

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