All language subtitles for Deadbeat.S01E01.The.Sexorcism.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP.5.1.H.264-FLUX_track3_[eng]

MAN:
Ghosts tend
to stick around

when they have some kind of
unfinished business.

Often times,
the type of haunting

will give me
some sort of insight

into what that unfinished
business is.

And finishing
unfinished business,

well, that
literally is my business.

Let's get down to it.

These disturbances

of which we spake over the
phone at great lengths,

would you mind walking me
through it again?

Evidently, I didn't
write anything down,

so all of it would be helpful.

Things move around
in the attic at night.

We hear creaking. The
exterminator find nothing.

And then one day, my wife,

she find this under her pillow.

Hm.

- I've seen this before.
- What is it?

I'm trying to think
of the most delicate way

to say this
without offending you.

"Sclabble"?
It's a popular word game.

You make words
out of these little
cute tiles here.

[ speaking Korean ]

It doesn't matter.
The point is that I
think this is a crue.

Clue. This is a clue.

So, what does the A mean?

The A? Oh, yes.

I have no idea.

I'll have to ask the ghost.

[ rock theme music playing ]

[ slow dramatic theme playing ]

All right,
here we are.

Why don't we
start with this?

You obviously chose
this tile for a reason.

Right?

You guys do everything for a
reason, don't ya?

Hm?

Herro?

Oh, f--king f--king,f--k fart!

What is it? What?

Oh, what's this?

A...

Ang-- Ang--

Ang-- Angina.

Ang-- Ange-- Angus.
Angus burger.

Please, tell me you're
spelling "Angus burger"
right now.

I remember this one time
I had an Angus patty,

it was so juicy, I didn't
just eat that thing,

I literally performed
"cunnilangus" on it.

- La-la-la-la-la.
- I'm gonna stop
you right there.

No, no, let me just finish
this Angus memory.

Angus? But I'm spelling Angie.

Uh, Angie.

- Oh!
- Whoa.

Can you--?
Oh, my. Who are you?

Name is Kevin Pacalioglu.
I know it's a bit of a mouthful.

You can just call me Pac.
That's what all my friends
call me.

Well, my friend.

My drug dealer.

Why are you here?

Because Mr. and Mrs. Lee
downstairs

said that you've
been haunting their house,

and they've asked me
to come and help, Angie.

Oh, no, no.
I'm actually Daniel.

Daniel. Who's Angie then?

Angela, my girlfriend.
She used to live in this house,

and we'd come up
here and make out,

and I really thought
she was gonna be the one.

What happened?

The war.

I joined the Army,
and within the first week,

got a bullet through
the back of my head.

Worst part about it is,
I never got to see any action.

Mm, right, because
of your head hole?

Well, no, actually,
I never, um,

even got to fire my gun.
You catch my drift?

Yeah, I thought I did,

until you just said,
"if you catch my drift."

I never got to
have sex. I died a virgin.

Ah, yes.

Got it, okay, you were
gonna bring her up here

and bareback her on that
ratty old mattress over there.

Romantic. Got it.
That's why you're still here.

Hey, this may sound crazy,
but since you can hear me,

maybe there's something
else you can do.

If you're talking
about a possession,

you are out of luck.
I do not do that anymore.

So isn't there something
else that we can do

so I can pay my rent
and you can move on?

I'm here for Angela, that's it.

- Are you serious?
- I'm dead serious.

- That's clever.
- I know.

- Ha-ha-ha!
- But really.

- You're serious?
- Very.

Shit.

[ theme music playing ]

So, um, how you doin', Pac?

A happy meal, please.

You always get
the happy meals.

Ooh. Come on, man,
you're a little light.

You're a little dark.

I can't keep floatin'
you like this.

- Come on, Roof.
- Ehh--

I'm sorry, I don't know
what you want me to say.

I'm not gettin' jobs
like I used to, okay.

People are living longer,
so there's fewer ghosts,

and everybody's so
desensitized to these

hauntings because of the
Paranormal Festivitymovies.

Plus, you know, I've just
gotten, like, so lazy.

I think you're sellin'
yourself short, man.

- Am I?
- You got a prodigious ability.

You got to capitalize on that.

You don't charge
your clients enough.

My clients are
usually more willing

to put up with the ghosts
than they are with me.

Okay, whatever.
It's your life.

- It is my life.
- Your life.

And I wanna be high, heh.

MALE TV HOST:
My guest today is celebrated
paranormal communicator,

- Miss Camomile White.
- [ audience applauding ]

Camomile it's such
a pleasure to meet you.

Lovely to see you. Thank
you, ladies and gentlemen.

Miss Camomile White
has graced us

with a new book
that she has entitled,

"The Ghost Who Came Inside."

Nice title.

I will be appearing at the Occult Classics bookstore

tomorrow for a book signing.

She's so dreamy.

You gotta go down to that
book signing, spark up a convo.

- What?
- Mm-hm.

No, a girl like her,
and a guy like me, we just...

we're from different
worlds, we can't talk.

- It would never work.
- Come on, y'all both mediums.

But she's a celebrity,
she's beautiful.

I'm just, like,
this lowly jackass

who can't even
afford his rent.

Matter of fact
I might be homeless

by the time we
finish this joint.

I am gonna have to go
through with this possession.

It's this teenager ghost who was
a soldier and died in the war.

This poor kid, he died a virgin.

[ scoffs ]

He just wants my body to
have sex with his girlfriend.

Wait, wait. You got a job,
all you gotta do is get
laid to get paid?

Yeah.

When was the last time
you actually had sex?

I don't know.
What's today, Friday?

Tuesday.

Tuesday.
Okay, so like...

eight years ago.

Danny, the virgin,
I've reconsidered.

- I'm gonna bone your
girlfriend.
- Really?

I'm gonna bone your
girlfriend, my good man!

Ghost high-five!
All right!

Okay, two things.

First thing,
is she attractive?

- She's beautiful.
- Oh, thank God.

Two, this is
a one-time deal, right?

I'm not gonna come back
here every time you wanna
dip the old wick.

You are:
[ whistles ]

I just wanna get laid.

Where does she live?

Ah, hi.

Uh, Miss Dinooki,
I hope?

It's Dinucci.
Can I help you?

Ho, oh, wow.

Ah, yes.

This is gonna sound
a little bit strange.

I understand that.
Here it goes, anyway.

I have been sent here by Daniel,
your boyfriend who died.

He's haunting a house that
I've been hired to exorcise,

and the only way
that he will move on

is if he can
possess my body

and use it as a vessel with
which to make love to you.

With me.

- I'm here to f--k you.
- I'm calling the cops.

No, no cops!
No cops!

I'm not gonna
have sex with you.

Technically, you'd be having
sex with your boyfriend,

- so no harm, no foul.
- I'm a lesbian.

That's just a phase.
You're in mourning.

- For who?
- For whom?

I don't know what you're saying.

Eh, let's try this again, okay?

Here.

[ clears throat ]

Hi there.
Are you Angie Dinooki?

- No.
- No. Okay.

Is there anybody
here by that name?

Yeah, she's watching
her program.

Nonna!

What is it, bellissima?

Oh, thatwar.

Ms. Dinucci...

I should really explain myself a
little better.

Save it, Casanova.

My granddaughter
already told me

all about your
little spiel.

Okay, look. Trust me,
I know when I tell you

there are spirits that stick
around in the human realm

for a long time
after they've passed.

Yeah, sure, I believe that.
I watch that Camomile White

every time she's on
one of my programs.

- I like her.
- But that doesn't mean
I go along with it.

What? Why? Why not?

My Daniel was
a beautiful boy.

He had a face
like Rudolph Valentino.

- A culoyou could
eat the real scarpino.
- Agreed.

Look, I'm sorry,
but my answer is no.

Okay.

You should know though,

that if I hadn't taken about
20 of your goiter analgesics,

drank a half a bottle
of cough syrup,

and popped about 15
of those sugar cubes,

I would be utterly
heartbroken right now.

Good day, sir.

[ speaks Italian ]

[ car horn honks ]

[ man chattering ]

[ suspenseful theme playing ]

[ suspenseful theme continues ]

"Even though he was gone,

"I could feel him around me,

"inside me.

"A gentle breeze wafted
through the bedroom

"and caressed my creamy
white immaculate thighs.

"I thought about
closing the window,

"but when I looked over,

"I saw that it was already

closed."

Thank you so much
for that, Miss White.

- That was paranormal
erotica at its finest.
- Thank you, thank you.

Okay, I'd like to open it up
to the audience for some
questions.

I have a question.

So, Occult Classics has been

in my family
for three generations.

My grandfather
actually died here.

There was some odd circumstances
surrounding his death,

and I don't mean to
put you on the spot,

but I was hoping right here,
in front of all these people

you could maybe tell me exactly

what happened
the night that he died.

[ crowd murmuring ]

[ breathes deeply ]

[ whispers ]
I see him.

I see your grandfather.

But I see some negative
energy around him.

Is-is that making sense to you?

Um, not really.
He died in a fire.

A fire! Yes!

Yes, yes, I see it.

I see a fire.

He actually died trying
to put out that fire.

He died trying to save

this bookstore that he loved.

Ah. I hated this place.

I was the one
who started the fire.

Wait, you didn't talk to her?

She made all that up?

Wait, you can hear me?

Wait, she can't hear you?

- Wait.
- Wait.

Camomile White is a fraud?

Hey, if you can hear me,

you need to tell
these people the truth.

No, no, I'm not gonna be the
meat in that sandwich.

I've been trapped here for
20 years. I don't want to be

remembered as a martyr
for a place I didn't give
a damn about.

- Say something, you!
- No!

Just-just-- You just--

- Excuse me!
- What?

We're having a moment here.

I'm so sorry, I'm just having
my own moment over here.

That's okay, love,
you're just a bit confused.

You know, my powers can
be pretty scary to people

when they don't
understand how they work.

I-- I understand
them just fine.

I-- I am, myself,

actually a medium.

Really?

'Cause to me, you look
more like a large.

[ laughter ]

You're gonna take that?
Stand up for yourself.

Set me free.

Now, if you don't mind, medium.

Actually, Shelly,

I don't mind.

I don't mind,
big time, okay?

Your grandfather didn't
die trying to save this place.

He died trying to set
this thing on fire.

The only reason he had it
in the first place was
because...

[ whispers ]
Grandmother
loved to read.

...your grandmother loved
to read so much, you know,

and when she died,
he was like,

"Good, get rid of it.
I don't want it."

- So he decided
he was gonna...
- Burn it.

...stage a fire, collect
the insurance money,

- and open up...
- The restaurant.

the restaurant he'd
always dreamed of having,

and name it Ralphie's,
after his son,

your father, and if the
restaurant didn't start

paying for itself
after the first quarter,

he was gonna light
another fire,

and burn that sucker down,

and-- uh--

Ah, I'm sorry,
I'm being told

to shut my mouth
by the ghost,

because I've said
enough already.

That does make sense.

We good?

SHELLEY: Grandpa was a shyster,

and Gam-Gam loved to read,

and she hated when I called
her Gam-Gam, and she--

How did you know all that?

Ahhhh-mooo!

A-boon deshift deshy-a!

Tooak-eenee!

Shamm-a-hiya! Cach!

[ crowd murmuring ]

[ Camomile gagging ]

Cool... tag sale.

Fun.

What do we got?

Ah, I already have
all this stuff.

Wait a second.

Ah! Just the man I was hoping
never to see again in my life.

You're out!

No, wait! You can't
just sell all my treasures.

I mean, my giant remote?

I was hoping it would pay
back the three months rent,

you owe me,
but this is worthless!

No one wants a plunger
that says "Mama."

It says "MOMA." It's from
the museum. It's probably art!

- No one wants it!
- I want it!

I'll take everything.
How much?

I give you everything for 500.

- Thirty.
- Deal.

You still owe me rent!

- WOMAN: Tabbouleh!
- I'm coming!

Look... I've been thinkin'
a lot about Daniel,

and, see, when we were young,

he used to write me letters.
And on the envelope

he would always just put
one single letter A.

And when I saw that tile
that you left the other day,

it reminded me
of that, and him,

and how much
he meant to me.

So...

so maybe you're
not my type,

but it's just
something I gotta do.

I'm in.

You're in?
Oh, yes!

Oh, my God, you have no idea
how happy that makes me.

Today has just been like,
the worst day of all time.

Hang on, hang on.

Oh, God.

- What's that?
- Magic mushrooms.

See, for a possession
like this to work,

my mind needs to be in a
more mushiable, dark state.

Basically, I need to go
on a really bad trip.

[ slow psychedelic
theme playing]

Did you get any lube?

All they had
was this kimchi mayo.

[ groans ]

You-- you feelin'
the mushrooms yet?

[ chirping ]

It's hard
to really tell.

[ laughter ]

Here.

What's that?

This is a list
of my insecurities.

Mushrooms only get
me halfway there.

I need to be broken
down emotionally and physically.

If you would be so kind...

Please.

"You're a loser.

"Your only friend
is your drug dealer."

Your breath smells
like spoiled pancetta.

Wait, is that on there?

Ah, just a pitch.

"You've been in the same
business for ten years

"and you have nothing
to show for it.

"You finally met
the girl of your dreams

"and now you got
your heart broken

"because she turned out
not to be who you thought

"she was, so you
gave up on love,

and you're resolved to spending
the rest of your life alone."

[ sobbing ]

[ panting ]

Daniel?

Daniel!

[ laughs joyfully ]

Daniel...

I can't believe
it's really you.

It's been so long.

[ both gasp ]

You're more beautiful than the
day that I shipped off.

I'm so glad I get
a second chance.

[ chuckles ]

Are you ready?

[ dramatic theme playing ]

[ both moaning ]

[ both screaming ]

[ both moan ]

Oh, my God.

[ laughs ]

So you wanna go again?

You know it's just me
now, right, Mrs. Dinucci?

I'm game if you are.

Yeah.

Oh, I see.

Ooh.

[ car horns blaring ]

That's him.
Stop the car.

Hey, you!

Hey.

Listen to me, you
Hungry Hungry Hippo.

Ah!

I don't know who you are,
or what your game is,

but if you ever
pull a stunt like that again,

I will rip off
your balls and turn them

into tiny, mini
dangly earrings.

- Am I making myself clear?
- Yes, perfectly.

Don't you evercontradict me.

- I was just trying to help.
- I don't need your help.

No, I mean I was just trying
to help somebody else.

No one else needs
your help. I help people.

I give them closure.

How does vomiting blue slushie

help give people closure?

What-- why would
you say that?

Uh, because it--

[ screams ]

Tiny...

little...

dangly...

earrings.

- Clear?
- Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

[ screams ]

[ retches ]

[ gasps ]

[ groaning ]

[ car engine starts ]

Get in the car now!

[ groans ]

Ah! Oh.

[ suspenseful theme playing ]