All language subtitles for Michael Everyday s01e07 Heights.eng

[sensual music playing]

[laughing]

[both moaning]

Stop, stop, stop.

-Am I on your hair again?
-No. We're done.

-But I... but I'm not done.
-Well, I am.

Okay, what's going on?

You're the therapist. Figure it out.

Is this about the damn release?

-It is.
-I...

I told you I don't want Miguel to sign
the release until he's read the book.

Oh, so you're taking an ethical stand?

I'm taking an ethical stand,

but what do my ethics
have to do with sex?

Well, um, no release for me
means no release for you.

-Are you serious?
-Yeah.

You're withholding sex
for a signature on a document?

Yeah. I have my ethics too, David.

Okay, that comment is insane,

and if I label something insane,
you should take it seriously.

You know, what's insane
is the fact that I don't have

a signed release for the subject of a book
that you've been writing for two years.

That's insane.
We pick the font in a week.

-The font?
-Yes. It's a big deal, David.

I sent you an email with various options.
You didn't respond. It's typical.

-I don't know anything about fonts!
-Okay, fine. Zapf dingbats it is.

Look, I know this is time sensitive,

but Miguel is in a very fragile
state right now.

We're dealing with his fear of heights.

If I bring up the book, it's just going
to increase his anxiety.

Yeah. No orgasms for David, then.

You've re-- I, I...

I cannot bel-- You-- I--

You realize I am not some horny teenager?

I am capable of...

[scoffs]

-You'll have it by tonight.
-Good.

-["Gotta Get Up" by Harry Nilsson plays]
-[alarm clock buzzing]

♪ Gotta get up, gotta get out ♪

♪ Gotta get home
Before the morning comes ♪

♪ What if I'm late?
Got a big day ♪

♪ Gotta get home
Before the sun comes up ♪

♪ Up and away
Got a big day ♪

♪ Sorry can't stay ♪

♪ I gotta run, run, yeah ♪

♪ Gotta get home
Pick up the phone ♪

♪ Gotta let the people know
I'm gonna be late ♪

[Claire] Michael's here, Dr. Storper.

[panting]

[David] Okay. Now,
take a few steps up the ladder.

Ah, oh...

-How are you feeling?
-Dizzy, sick, scared.

Good. This is the interceptive approach.

We induce the physical
sensations of vertigo

in a controlled environment.

-You're perfectly safe.
-I can't move.

-I'm frozen with fear!
-Yeah, do you want me

-to help you down?
-No, I want to ride it out.

Let's talk about something else.

-Okay, um--
-I haven't read the book yet.

That, that's okay. It's okay.
It's just that I, I...

I have the release that
they want you to sign.

Just standard...

-No problem. I'll sign it.
-No, no, no, you should

read the book first.

-No, I'm sure it's great.
-Just read the book.

You can take the release
with you when we're done.

-Okay.
-[panting]

Okay, how's your anxiety level,
on a scale of one to ten?

-It's eight again.
-Again?

Yeah, it was eight when we started,

and then it went down to six,
and then it went up to eight

again when we started
talking about the book.

Okay. Okay. Well, we won't talk
about the book anymore.

We will wait until your panic subsides.

-Okay.
-Where are we in non-fiction?

I think we're gonna be able
to push up our ready date.

-Really? By how much?
-Two months.

There's basically nothing left to do.
I love gay men.

You just wind 'em up, and vroom, vroom!

Do you have a title?

Larry wants to call it Cut the Crap:

Helping Yourself Break
the Self-Help Addiction.

That sounds like a book
I'd pick up at the airport.

-My thinking exactly.
-Can we put "crap" in a book cover?

I'll look into it.
Remind me to clear "crap".

All right. The Storper project.

-Let's start with the title.
-Mm-hmm.

Um, David really likes
Constructing New Core Beliefs:

A Client Demonstration.

That sounds like a book
I was required to buy

to complete a course
I was required to take.

Well, you know, we're still
kicking it around, so...

Ah. Kick it out the door.
Anything else?

We have a font... I believe. Adamo?

Palatino Linotype.

It says, "I'm smart,
I'm successful, I can read".

Um, Legal is still missing
releases from the principals.

What?!

That's not entirely true.

Um, David has already signed his.

But, significantly,
the subject of the book

has not signed his. I'm just saying.

-That's a problem.
-I know. I'm on it.

That's a huge problem.

-I'm so on it.
-Chloe, excellent work. Sammy,

my office.

Now, I'm going to add stress
to the situation

to demonstrate that the anxiety
you're experiencing is not

as debilitating as you imagine.

You're gonna
bring up the book again.

-Do you not want to read it?
-Of course I want to read it!

-I even started. On the bus.
-And?

I feel asleep.
That thing's like kryptonite.

-You had a stress reaction.
-I didn't mean to imply

that it was boring.

Well, it couldn't be boring to you.
You're the subject of the book.

Okay, nine, nine, nine.

I got you. I got you.
Step down. Step down.

Eight, seven, six, five, four.

I'm gonna totally read
that damn book.

I know. I know.

I don't want this to be
a source of stress for you.

Just take as much time as you need.

Although... taking less time
would be better.

David wants him to read
the book before he signs it.

That's a mistake, a huge risk.

-At this late stage?
-I know. I know.

Then you have to find Miguel
and get him to sign the release.

-Now, go!
-Wait, no, I--

I don't even know his real name.

Well, ask David.
Use guile. Withhold sex.

No, I am not lowering myself.
Uh-uh.

No, the thing is, David
is just taking this ethical stand.

Steal his phone, find Miguel,

get him drunk, and sign the release.

David would be furious!

He will be angry, yes.

But he will see that you were
doing it to facilitate

the release of his book.

And eventually he will thank you.

-Really?
-Eventually. Seven months tops.

Maybe this isn't even a problem.
Maybe he's reading it right now.

I doubt it.

Where did this come from?

Someone found it on a bus.

Find Miguel!

[knocking at door]

[piano music playing]

Why the shocked expression?
It's our night, isn't it?

Yes, but I thought--

-Why are you here?
-Because you're my boyfriend.

Any progress with Miguel?

I'm confident you'll have
the release in your hand tomorrow.

Really?

-Yes. Absolutely.
-So he's read the book?

He's reading it now.

He has obsessive tendencies,
so he's going through it slowly.

-Making notes.
-Just a few. Here and there.

Because I don't see any in this.
What, Dr. Storper?

-"Yes, I'm sorry?"
-As I'm sure you anticipated

when you concocted
this clever operatic reversal.

-I have nothing to say.
-Uh-uh. No, no.

Unacceptable. This was found
on a city bus. Now, speak.

Fine!

My patient is so burdened
by the challenge

of reading this book that
he basically passed out

from the stress.

You see?
See how difficult this is?

See what I'm doing to him?

Okay, David, you're yelling.

I'm a little tense. I have a lot of...

-unexpressed energy.
-I know.

Let's go sit down.

Relax.

You're very tense.

Hey? You need
to give yourself a break.

This guy, Miguel,
has a lot of stress in his life,

and it's not all because of you.
He works with confused seniors,

for God's sake.
That's gotta be hard.

Well, he doesn't have a lot
of contact with them.

He works in the
Communications Department.

Of the National Seniors Council?
What building, exactly?

Okay, I'm not an idiot.
I know what you're trying to do.

Just tell me his name.

So you can go wave a release
in his face? No.

Well, you named him Miguel,
so obviously he's Latino.

Stop it!

-And no, he's not Latino.
-Just tell me his name!

Sammy, you are one paranoid
outburst away from Valium

and restraints.

[piano music playing]

Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I've just been under a lot of pressure,

and Jasmina's very angry with me.
I'm sorry.

Forgive me?

The ball's in your court.

[sighs]

[Michael] Why do I feel like
throwing myself over the edge?

[Michael breathing deeply]
Ah...

Oh, my head is spinning a bit.

Just ride it out.

I didn't mean to be a jerk about the book.
I'll read it this weekend.

Okay, well,

-I have your copy here, so...
-What? You have my copy?

You lost it on the bus, apparently.

Ugh, I thought it was in my bag.
What is wrong with me?

You're imagining that
it contains terrible things.

It doesn't, I promise you.

But you can't know for sure
until you actually--

I'll read it on the way to work.
I promise.

There's no need to promise,
but that would be great.

Okay, retract.

[Michael catching his breath]

Excellent.

Tomorrow is graduation.

We're going to Lansdowne Park.

Really? But I haven't been
there since I was a kid. Are you sure?

I take acrophobics there all the time.

I have complete faith
that you can handle it. And this too.

I'm gonna dive right in. Honestly.
I'm actually excited about it.

Hi. I'm wondering
if you could help me.

I'm looking for someone,

and the darn name didn't print
on the forms.

Are you another one
from Human Resources?

Yes. I am another one.

-You people are unbelievable.
-We are! Unbelievable.

All right,
what section is he in? He? She?

He. Communications.

Um, he has a Latino-sounding name,
but he's not actually Latino.

About 30 years old.

Oh, you mean Carlos.
He's East Indian.

He's East Indian. Yeah, that's right.

-Third floor.
-Okay. Oh, thank you.

Have a great day.

[Carlos] Well...

That's not good, cowboy.

Your brain is not working very well.

That's 'cause you're leaning over me,
you're breathing on my brain.

Are you tired? You look tired.

-I fell asleep on the bus.
-I'll get you a coffee.

-I don't need a coffee.
-I'm getting you a coffee.

-No!
I'm the team leader,

-and I say your brain needs coffee, okay?
-Fine.

-How do you take it?
-Half sweetener, half sugar,

one milk, half cream,

but don't mix them in until
after you pour the coffee--

Everything is so bloody
complicated with you.

And use one of my mugs--
a Michael mug.

-Hi, excuse me.
-I'm looking for Carlos.

He's in the kitchen
down the hall on your left.

Okay, thank you.

[telephone ringing]

Now I must pour half cream,

half milk...

[whining] Ah...
Now I must wipe and wipe...

You're staring at me very hard.

Wow. Carlos?

Yes, strange lady? How do you know me?

Uh... I'm sorry,

I just... have some papers
for you to sign.

I'm actually a friend

of a very good friend of yours,
and I've just heard

so much about you, so much.

Ah, this is very exciting for me.

-Okay.
-I'm sorry.

I don't know what the hell I'm doing.
That was weird.

Touching Carlos, that's okay.
You can do it again.

You're gonna think I'm crazy,
but you like to go for a drink

with me maybe after work?

If I didn't say yes,
then I would be the crazy one.

So...

yes.

Great. I have so much I want to ask you.

Ah, I'm an open book.

[David] Miguel, when experiencing

an acrophobic panic reaction,

has the bizarre urge
to throw himself off the precipice

and plummet to his death.

Why?

Why would he, when faced with
an unpleasant physical sensation,

feel compelled to do something...

completely irrational and clearly harmful?

Perhaps this compulsion
to reaction irrationally

in stressful situations is

a uniquely human characteristic.

Perhaps one must have
a highly advanced brain

in order to consider something so...

stupid.

Sex on the beach!

-Woo!
-Woo!

Let's do it. Cheers.

[dance music]

Mmm! Yeah!

[laughing]

No toque!

-What does that mean, no toque?
-I'm just surprised

-you're not wearing your toque.
-If you want me to wear a toque

I will wear one proudly.
Someone!

-Bring Carlos a toque!
-Do you have a toque?!

[laughing boisterously]

Wait, wait, wait.
Now... this document.

-Mmm! Gimme, gimme, gimme.
-No, no, I want you

-to read it first.
-Pen, pen, pen.

No, really. I want you to
understand what you're signing.

I trust you completely, stranger lady.

You know this isn't right. Hmm?

Our mutual friend would not
approve of this.

-Are you talking about God?
-No.

If God wants me to sign this form,

I will sign this form.

-This makes me feel dirty.
-Mmm!

And you saying that
makes me feel so turned on.

Cheers.

That's strong stuff--

Okay, that's my boob. Okay.

Hey. Hey.

Stupid. That was a really stupid idea.

Hey, cougar lady with the form.
Don't run away,

cougar lady with the form.

[buzzing]

[song in foreign language]

[grunting with effort]

[buzzing]

[grunting with effort]

[David] Damn it!

Aren't they tearing this place down?

Not all of it. It's perfectly safe.

Before we do this,
I want to give you something.

Here.

-Oh! You read the book!
-Yeah. I couldn't put it down.

-It's fantastic.
-Really? Oh, I'm so relieved.

No, no, I loved it.
You're an amazing writer.

I even liked the me that was in it.

Well, I was trying to be
respectful in my description of you

physically and, you know,
the whole bed wetting section...

Oh, no, no, that was
totally respectful. Uh...

how long was that section again?

-Most of the second chapter.
-Right, right, that section.

-I see what you mean.
-And, uh, puberty?

You didn't mind the charts?

-Uh, which charts?
-The masturbation frequency charts.

Uh... no, no, it was, uh,
fascinating to see that--

to see the... trends.

[Michael breathing deeply]

Uh... okay, you have the form now,

so let's not talk
about it anymore, okay? Yay...

-Onward and upward?
-Uh, yeah, yeah.

[Sammy] I lost my mind.

You look like you just
pledged a sorority.

-Are you still drunk?
-Probably, yes.

The drinks just never stopped
coming, so...

Coffee will help. Did you get it?

[Sammy sighs]

-I don't feel good about this.
-That's the hangover talking.

You should feel proud.

Proud? No, Carlos is David's patient,
and he kissed me!

And there may have been some...
groping going on too.

-Outside my clothes, but--
-Listen, I once arranged

a boating trip down the Rideau Canal
for the family of a writer

so that I could take him
to the Chateau Laurier and spank him.

But that book became
a bestseller. So you see?

Sometimes you have to go
to extreme lengths when dealing

with artistic personalities.

Hair of the dog?

-No, no, no, no, no! Don't!
-I have to tell David what I did.

A bad idea! A better idea
would be to tape that up

-and drink this all away.
-No, I have to find David and--

Oh, stop the ripping, honey.
Stop, stop, stop!

Oh, Christ.

Well, let's drink anyway.

[David] I was trying to create

the sense of a journey--
two characters on a journey

together, like Huck Finn and...
and his Black companion on the raft.

I mean, obviously I'm not
comparing myself--

Can you stop talking for a second?
I feel dizzy.

-I need to sit.
-Oh, you're winded.

-Just take a second.
-Oh, I'm falling--

I'm falling all the way.

-No, you're doing really well.
-Oh, oh... Oh!

-It's the fight.
-What fight?

The fight my parents had
when I was a kid

right before my father moved out--
it happened right here.

-The f-- Oh, my God.
-Ugh...

I can still hear them screaming.

The screaming fight in the bleachers
at the Roughrider game when you were nine.

-They left you here alone.
-Yeah, that's why you picked this spot:

-to add stress.
-No!

I completely forgot about the incident.

How could I do that?
It's in the book.

What, you put that in the book too?

You haven't read the book, have you?

Uh... I tried. I lost it again.

I guess I just don't want
to relive my life.

It was hard enough the first time.

You know what? This...

The book started as therapy for me.

It was to help me deal with my divorce.

It was a distraction.

-I'm gonna have to kill it.
-You would do that?

It's adversely affecting our process.

I don't know.
Maybe you shouldn't do that.

-Maybe that's a mistake.
-No, it's cathartic.

Here, keep the pieces,
and if I ever do anything

insensitive or stupid again,
just throw them in my face.

You're crazier than I am.

Can you crawl down backwards?

-That's what you did before.
-Yeah, yeah, I think I can do that.

Okay, I'm right behind you.
There's no way you can fall.

Okay.

-He has a fear of heights.
-He's my doctor.

Ah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa...

[clapping]

Claire, can we get him some water, please?

Actually ginger ale. I need sugar.

I'll get you some. Here's...

[sighs] Um... I just...

-I just need two minutes.
-Okay.

[door opening and closing]

[classical music playing softly]

[softly] Excuse me.

Hi. Um, what's your name?

Michael.

-Been coming here a long time?
-Twice a week for 15 years.

-Tuesdays and Thursday?
-Yeah. Why? How did you--

[whispering] God bless you!

-Tough exposure?
-Ugh, yeah.

Ugh... Do you have any Scotch Tape?

-Yeah. Do you want some?
-Yeah.

[David] When an acrophobic
is in the grip of panic, he freezes.

His first instinct may be
to loosen his grip

and slip off the edge,
thus ending his distress.

That is an irrational response.

The first step to conquering
this fear is to train yourself

to hear the voice of reason
amidst the din of panic.

That is the voice that will lead you,
step by step,

back from the precipice.

[whimsical music playing]

[child laughs]

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