All language subtitles for Better Things s03e08 Easter.eng

Um, hello?

Hi. Is somebody there?

Is this, uh...?

(man speaking indistinctly
over intercom)

Oh. Can you repeat that?

I can't understand
what you're saying.

(man speaking indistinctly
over intercom)

Okay, great.

Um, I've been told
that you have,

uh, a room
with a heart-shaped tub.

A tub that is, uh,
shaped like a heart.

MANAGER (heavy accent):
No reservations. Cash in hour.

Oh, okay.

Um... listen,
we would only need it

for about three hours.

MANAGER:
Cleaning now. Now clean. Someone clean room.

Okay, good. Good.

Clean is good.
I love clean.

I pay now?

MANAGER:
Wait 40 minutes.

You pay.
40 minutes.

I have to wait 40...?

Can I reserve it?

Ugh.

Ugh!

I don't know about this, dude.

You never, ever support me.

I do support you.

I'm in the middle of East L.A.
renting you a sex motel room.

You could get pregnant

from bumping into the furniture
in this hotel.

Sorry, Mom.
Not all of us knew

we wanted to be actors
at age nine or whatever.

Honey, I support you. Okay?

I support your vision.

What is your vision, by the way?

We need to shoot here.

This is the original motel
from the '40s

with, like,
the first heart-shaped tubs

and, like, the decay
and-and all that.

Mm-hmm.

Never mind.
You wouldn't get it.

Of course I get it.
I was young once, too.

I used to do shit like this
all the time.

One time, my friends and I...

I support you. I do.

You're really following through.

Good for you.

I can't wait
to see the pictures.

Thanks, Mom.

-(sighs)
-You can go now.

Oh, no way.

I ain't leaving you here alone.
Nope.

We will wait.

(chanting):
I love the cleaning.

Keep on cleaning.

Wax on, wax off.

Okay.

(laughs):
Whoa!

Ha-ha! Smells like my 20s.

Really?
(chuckles)

Yes.

-Oh, it's great.
-Okay, please try

not to touch any surface
of this room

with your bare skin.

Okay, Mom. Thanks.

-You can go now.
-(footsteps approaching)

-Okay.
-(Paisley chuckles)

-Sam, hi!
-Hi.

-Hi, baby.
-Dude, this place...

-C'est magnifique.
-You look beautiful.

Sam, bonjour.

-Bonjour. Ca va?
-Ca va très bien.

This is, like,
super professional...

set up, nice, cool.

Oh.

Is that what you're gonna wear?

Hmm. Okay.

-Well, yeah.
-Okay, Mom. We're good.

We only have three hours.

So, you like the part
where I drive you

and I pay for the things, hmm?

-Ollivier can drive me back.
-I'll-I'll make sure

your daughter gets home safely,
Sam, okay?

And thank you so much
for everything that you've done.

For the film, for the lens,

for creating
such a talented daughter.

C'est vraiment joli.

Cute.

So sweet. Oh.

Oh, okay.

Changing right there.
Paisley.

-(Paisley laughs)
-Okay, so,

you have to lock this door
and let no people in.

No person. Nobody.

-Bien sûr, belle-mère.
No problem. -Okay?

-I got it.
-Okay.

And, uh, I got...

Here's your water,

and here is some Purell,

and there's healthy snacks
in here,

but don't take them out
and put them

on the surface
of the bureau, okay?

-So, just, um,
barricade this door. -Yes.

I mean barricade it. Like,
put that in front of it, okay?

'Cause if anybody walks in here
and sees this,

I could get arrested.
What's happening?

I feel like I'm in trouble.

You working?

What?

You working?

Am I working?

(chuckles):
No...

Oh, yeah. Am I working?

(laughs)
No.

Okay.

(engine starts)

Hang on.
Can I ask you something?

Yeah.

What's the going rate

for someone like me?

(chuckles)
Depends.

On what?

It's a buyer's market.

So... 15 minutes.

What's a good offer?

The top ain't bad,
but how's your caboose?

It's-it's a nice caboose.

It's tight and high.

Let me see.

(clears throat)

-35.
-35?

I was thinking 40,

but the hand brace took it down.

Oh.

Mm. Okay.

(sighs)

(engine starts)

-See you around.
-Have a nice day.

I love that fucking car.

MAN:
Blue, purple

and rainbow confetti.

Yellow,

green, pink.

Fat carrot.

Eggs with mustache.

Eggs as basketballs, baseballs.

Baby chicken being born
in a pot of tea.

Straw coming out
of his head.

Can I get
five gold star balloons

and the letter K?
Do you have the letter K?

-WOMAN (over phone):
And H and J. -The letters H and J.

Mylar or latex?

-WOMAN: Mylar.
-Mylar.

-We're out of Mylar.
-They're out of Mylar.

You can't be serious.
They're out of Mylar?

-Out of Mylar.
-Oh, my God. That's ridiculous.

-Fine. I'll just do latex.
-(hangs up)

Can you tell me...

is there a way to drive
with balloons? Like,

is there, like, a protocol
for blown-up balloons

for, like, visibility?

Well, that's up to you
and how you drive.

You know what I'm saying?

("Candy" by The Litter playing)

* Would you like a little piece
of candy, girl? *

* I think you'd like it a lot *

* But would you like a little
piece of candy, girl? *

* Only piece I've got *

* It was given to me,
I can't get any more *

* You are the one I got it for *

* Would you like a little piece
of candy, girl? *

* Only piece I got... *

* It's all wrapped up
in cellophane *

* Especially for you *

* It's a pretty,
little candy cane *

* Hope you like it, too *

* I wrapped it gently,
don't let it... *

MAX:
That's so cute.

* It's the only piece of candy *

* Can't get any more... *

Can you turn your head
a little bit more to the right?

* Candy, girl? *

That's awesome.

(camera clicking)

-Can you just face that
down a little, please? -Of course.

-Oh, that looks awesome.
-PAISLEY: Right?

-Good night.
-OLLIVIER: Night.

(door closes)

* Now you've got
your candy, girl *

-* Hope it pleases you *
-* Ooh, ah *

* I wish you had
some candy, girl *

-* You could give me, too *
-* Ooh, ah *

* It was given to me,
I can't get anymore *

* You're the one I got it for *

* Oh, would you like a little
piece of candy, girl? *

* Only piece I got... *

(doorbell rings)

(barking)

-Hey.
-SAM: Oh, hi.

Whoa! Thank you.

Oh. Really?

Real-oh?

Huh.

(Ollivier reading)

-(sighs) Hashtag he fucked her.
-* Only piece I've got. *

-Bape up.
-Hmm.

-Time to bape up.
-Hmm?

Don't you want
to come and see what

(in deep voice):
the Easter Bunny left you?

* Candy *

* I call my sugar Candy *

Good morning.
Good morning.

-* Because I'm sweet
on Candy... * -The Easter Bunny came.

-What do you think about that?
-Oh, my God.

Mom, must we with the charade?

Yes, we must!

We must! Good morning!

How are you?
Guess what?

Candy. Candy for breakfast.

Peter Cottontail is downstairs.
Let's go!

JASON:
Thank you, Mom.

-* When I need sympathy... *
-(giggling)

Phil!

I didn't find my name
on a basket.

You don't get a basket.
You're Jewish.

(laughs)
Darling, you better hurry.

It's a brunch, you know,

and the food always goes cold
if you're late.

Oh, I'm not going,
but I made a nice cake for you

-to bring to Walter.
-You certainly are going.

I'm not going on my own.

-(with British accent): You are.
-Yes!

-What?!
-Ooh, candy!

-(Sam chuckles)
-You said

-you were coming with me.
-I never said that.

-I was never going.
-Then I'll take Duke.

Duke wants to stay home with me.
Don't you, honey?

There are gonna be games,
and an Easter egg hunt

and all sorts of things.

-I'll go.
-Hmm?

Is it okay, Mom?

Not that you asked, but I think
this whole holiday is offensive.

Like, it's-it's basically
marking the fertility of women.

Like, the beginning
of breeding season.

But we like the candy.

Duke, grab your basket,
go upstairs and get dressed.

You're going with Nan to
her married boyfriend's house.

DUKE:
Okay.

FRANKIE:
Mm, come on. Let's go upstairs.

His wife is 82,

and she has advanced Alzheimer's

and sits in a chair
all day long.

But doesn't it feel
disrespectful to her?

I mean, how do you think
that she feels?

Oh, Pipsqueak, if you haven't
worked this out by now,

life gets very complicated.

When you're young
and someone's married,

it's an automatic no.

But as you get older,

you see that... sometimes

some people find themselves
in situations

that are untenable.

And yet they can't
leave a marriage.

There's insurance and children

and illness, property.

There's a million reasons

why they stay together
when they shouldn't.

So the question doesn't become

"Are you married"

but "How married are you?"

Hmm.

And to answer your question,
"How does his wife feel?"

I think she sits in a chair
and drools all day long.

That's what I think.

That cake is adorable,
by the way.

Put it in the tin.

Ta-ra.

(indistinct chatter)

(music playing)

Oh, look who's here.
(laughs)

Happy, happy.

-I brought you a cake.
-Ah.

Old family recipe.

Thank you, sweetheart. Mmm.

My... (clears throat)
My sister Delia.

-This is my friend Phyllis.
-Hello.

Uh, Duke, uh,

you go downstairs
with the kids, 'cause

they're hiding
the Easter eggs out back.

-Okay.
-Okay.

So, you're the British lady

this guy can't stop
squawking about.

(laughs) I'm Jeremy,
blessed with the best genes

of all the bunch.

-And such a humble man at that.
-(laughs)

(chuckles)
Get out of here.

(Jeremy chuckles)

This is so pretty.

WALTER:
May the 57th annual

Stanton Family
Easter Egg Hunt...

begin!

(applause)

* Candy *

* I call my sugar Candy *

-Hi.
-Hi.

* Because I'm sweet on candy *

Oh.

-* And Candy's sweet on me *
-Oh...

(quietly):
There's more over there.

DUKE (whispering):
Okay. Found one.

* She understands me *

* My understanding... *

Aah! Ow.

(indistinct shouting
and chatter)

-Ah, is it bleeding?
-It's just a little scratch.

Get back in there.
Eye on the prize.

Are you sure
she didn't cut her cornea?

Are you seeing blurry, honey?

-Hmm.
-No, she's just fine.

Tough as nails.
There we are.

I've got some Neosporin
in the house.

Let me fix you up, sweetie.

Come on, sweetie.

Let me fill up your basket,
dear.

-DUKE: Oh.
-Go on.

*

(boy yells)

JEREMY:
Come on out.

(grunts)

You got wet?
(laughs)

-GIRL:
...the wrapped ones. -* Candy *

-No. Those are the...
-* It's gonna be just dandy *

-Ah.
-* The day I take *

* My Candy *

* And make her mine, all mine. *

You know Theresa.

(Phyllis mumbles)

PHYLLIS:
You know...

when your mother
got pregnant with your sister,

I told her
she had to get married

to your father right away,
but she didn't want to do that.

So I told her she had
to get an abortion right away.

She didn't want
to do that, either.

She never really loved
your father.

I suppose that's why

the marriage was doomed
from the outset.

These are things you should
know, my little angel.

(door opens)

Hey, little big man.

-Hi, Uncle Marion!
-(Marion laughs)

(laughs)
Time to go, Phil.

What are you doing here?

You called me to pick you up?
Hmm? Let's go.

Well, I haven't
finished my drink.

Ah, that means
we can be here ten more days.

-(Duke laughs)
-Come on.

Why such a rush?

It's not
as if you have anywhere to be.

-Careful.
-It's the truth.

You have no place to be.
You never have any place to be.

That's enough.

You've been play-acting
some busy-busy

since you crashed into
California.

One second.

You cannot speak to me that way.

(laughs) I can speak to you
any way I like.

You apologize.
Now.

Little Lord Fauntleroy.

I mean it, Phil.
Say you're sorry.

Well, I do feel sorry.

-Do you?
-I feel sorry

that you are as insecure
as your father.

But at least he had

-a sense of humor.
-No more. This is it.

Red line drawn.
I demand a statement of remorse.

A what?

A statement of remorse!

For what?

For everything. For e...

everything!

Pull yourself together.

Making a scene.

I want a statement of remorse,
Phil.

For the last 53 years of my life

-with you.
And I'm not leaving here -(scoffs)

-until I get it.
-Oh, the dramatics.

The neglected Marion.

No one's even asked me
why I'm still out here.

Darling, no one needs to ask.

We all know
that little toad of a wife

kicked you
to the curb months ago,

but we've been too polite
to mention it.

Come on.

Let's get away from Satan.

Hey.

Piece of pie?

Something sweet for my sweet?
Hmm?

-I think I'll just go
and freshen up for a moment. -Hmm? Hmm? No. No, no.

No, sit. Sit down. Sit.

(sighs)

Family is complicated.

It always has been.

But when you round out enough
of these holidays,

focus on the good.

Life is too short.

I'm glad you came today.

Thank you, dear.

Okay.

Is it true that my mom
didn't want to marry my dad?

I'm not gonna even ask
where you heard that from.

My mom didn't love my dad?

(engine shuts off)

Look, kid,
I'm gonna tell you something

your mother never will
or has to.

Your father's an asshole.

(sighs)
And it's important that you...

are respectful and find love
in your heart for your father.

But I'm telling you, kid,

he is a yoiner and a putz
and a complete schmuck.

Unfortunately, we don't get
to choose our parents.

Just have to play
the hand we're dealt.

And the sooner you see
your father for who he is,

the sooner you can
move on in life.

And, look...

just because your father
is a loser,

that does not rub off on you.

Okay?

It's not genetic.
It's not.

You're different, okay?

And not weird-different.
Cool.

Cool-different.

All right, and I've got
some other good news.

Your mother may be the greatest
mother in-in the world.

She's crazy

and a complete pain in the ass

and annoying,

but she loves you

and she would
do anything for you.

And the most important thing
in the world--

the most important thing--

is that she's there.

You wake up, she's there.

You go to sleep, she's there.

You need her, she's there.

You don't need her, she's there.

Even when she isn't there...

she's there.

She'll always be there,

and that is all that matters.

(engine starts)

Okay, what's my favorite
ice cream?

-Mint chip.
-That's true.

Let's go get some.

(toilet flushes)

(music playing in distance)

Well, you must be Esther.

Lovely to meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

I'm Phil.

I don't know
if Walter's told you about me,

but he's my friend.

My special friend.

He thinks the world of you.

(clears throat)

You have such pretty hair.

I was born behind the veil.

A caulbearer, they call it.

The amniotic sac
was still attached to my head

during birth.

Very rare.

Sign of good luck.

It's supposed to protect me
from drowning,

provide good fortune at court,

and grant safety
on the battlefield.

And I can also feel ghosts
and spirits

due to the caul.

(indistinct voices on TV)

So, you see,
I've always felt lucky.

You're lucky, too.

I lost my husband years ago.

So it's just me now.

And I do okay.

Knock wood.

Oh.

(music swells on TV)

JUDY GARLAND:
* Never saw you look *

* Quite so pretty before *

* Never saw you dress *

* Quite so handsome *

* What's more *

* I could hardly wait *

* To keep our date *

* This lovely Easter morning *

* And my heart beat fast *

* As I came *

* Through the door *

* For... *

ESTHER (joining in):
* In your Easter bonnet *

* With all the frills upon it *

* You'll be
the grandest feller *

* In the Easter parade *

* I'll be all in clover *

* And when they look us over *

* We'll be the proudest couple *

* In the Easter parade *

* On the avenue *

* Fifth Avenue... *

GARLAND: * The photographers
will snap us *

* And you'll find that
you're in the rotogravure *

* Oh, I could write a sonnet *

* About your Easter bonnet *

* And of the guy I'm taking *

* To the Easter parade *

*

FRED ASTAIRE:
* On the avenue *

* Fifth Avenue *

* The photog... *

Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH

(grunts)
How did this happen? Uh!

Have you been under
a lot of stress lately?

There's mean-girl issues
with my youngest,

and birth control
with my oldest.

My boyfriend broke up with me.

-Which one?
-Um...

-And some mornings, I just...
-Oh, my God.

Fun mom! Hey!

Can you please arrange
for a pleasant dream while I'm under?

-It's my specialty, dear.
-Guess what my specialty is.

(wheezing laugh)

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