All language subtitles for The Consultant (2023) - 01x07

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Am I to assume that you
do not want an office

- in the managerial suite?
- When I get my own office,

- it will be through merit.
- Come on, guys.

I been gone three days.
Why aren't we working

- on Upskirt Jungle?
- It's done.

Patoff had us working 16-hour
days to get it finished.

He doesn't exist.

There's sweet fuck-all out
there about Regis Patoff.

- He fucked his what?
- Mouth.

- Who all say this?
- Just me and Elaine.

You guys hanging out again?

Craig, I know that this is upsetting,

but he's not trying to kill you.

- How's Patti?
- She's pissed at me.

She found out that I went to Pomona.

- Craig must be feeling better.
- Three-day flu.

- Why do you lie for him?
- Wait, babe, babe!

- Did I do something?
- I don't know, Craig. Did you?

What are you doing?
What are you drinking?

I'm gonna get you a
drink. Here we go now. Woo!

- Ooh!
- Whoa!

I'm sorry. Did I bump you?

Are you the new assistant?

Right, I know your name.
Wait, no, don't tell me.

- Ah, Hussain?
- Elaine.

- Elaine!
- I just started at Sang's desk.

How are you tolerating
the egotistical fuck-bucket

- thus far?
- Sang?

- Yeah!
- He's okay.

I thought he was gonna be here tonight.

No, no, he does not
come to these things.

If he did, then...
you know, we wouldn't.

One more shot.

Car arrives in 8 minutes.

Do you think that'll be long enough?

For what?

To talk me into your ride.

Go.

1,000 free coins redeemable
in any CompWare game?

All expenses paid safari for
the first person to clock it.

We pay a celebrity to
tweet they're being treated

for addiction to Mr.
Sang's Jungle Odyssey.

Um, free merch. T-shirts...

Name and shame big game
hunters on the website.

We get a group of animal
rights activists to protest

outside of our office, demanding
that Mr. Sang's Jungle Odyssey

is banned.

Why don't we break an
elephant out of the zoo?

I like Elaine's the most.

Dana said you wanted
to see me, Mr. Patoff.

I have been thinking
about your idea, Elaine.

Oh.

Which idea was that?

The elephant escaping from the zoo,

running wild through the city.

It would draw a lot of attention
to Mr. Sang's Jungle Odyssey.

It sure would. It's just a shame
that we can't actually do it.

It was a brainstorm, Mr. Patoff.

Blue-sky thinking.

It is imperative that this
game is commercially successful,

- is it not?
- Oh, of course.

And that's why we're working
our asses off to make it happen.

You had a good idea, Elaine.

Now I'm asking you to execute it.

You want me to release a wild
elephant into downtown LA?

I'm pretty sure that there's
laws against this sort of stuff,

- I think...
- Undoubtedly.

Ethical considerations as well.

But a risk worth
taking, do you not agree?

I suppose I could look
into a viability study...

CompWare needs a leader.

Someone to help shoulder
the burden for Mr. Sang.

I won't be here forever, Elaine.

I'm only the consultant.

You don't know anyone who
works with animals, do you?

Uh, I dated a girl who
walked dogs for a summer.

She smelled funny when it rained.

I have to create a publicity
stunt to market the game.

If you say the word "flashmob,"
I swear to God, I'm gonna

- swallow my tongue in protest.
- He wants me

to drop a wild elephant
in the middle of downtown.

What? Whose stupid idea was that?

- I... I don't remember.
- Yeah, well,

it's gonna shit everywhere,
and it's gonna damage cars.

Well, somehow it landed on my desk.

You're not actually thinking
of doing it, are you?

Why? You think I can't?

I gotta take this.

Patti, where are you?

Say something.

Can we please talk? I can explain.

Yes, I went to Pomona, but
it's not what it seems like.

And I shouldn't have
lied to you. I fucked up.

I'm really sorry.

Patti?

Patti!

Patti?

- You okay?
- I confessed.

That's all I got left.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I thought we were always
going to keep in touch?

Oh.

Okay. Uh, one pad Thai with lemonade,

and one vegan yellow curry with...

something hi-bicus.

Am I saying that right? His-biscuits?

Put it on the desk.

Are we expecting company?

No.

I think I may have a
lead on an elephant.

- Did you eat lunch yet?
- No.

- I wasn't offering.
- Oh. Okay.

- Your elephant?
- I found a traveling circus

with a 35-year-old female named Jumbo.

It's not legal in California,

but they're still playing
small towns here and there.

And I was thinking, when
she's loaded onto a trailer,

we could divert her this way.

- Is that stealing?
- Liberating.

And should we need a
defense, we can argue

that it was for Jumbo's own good.

The tricky part is
convincing someone to collect

and deliver her.

For that, I'm going to need a budget.

- How much?
- I don't know yet,

but I'm meeting with
someone this afternoon,

and I'm gonna sound him out on the idea.

- Can he be trusted?
- In some ways.

Full disclosure, he is an ex-boyfriend.

Why did you break up?

He was getting mixed up into things

that did not exactly
align with my career path.

Patrice is the type of man
who will do anything for money.

If anyone's willing to do
the job, it would be him.

I can't wait to meet him.

I thought I was running
point on this one.

Mm-hm. You are.

Well then, give me a
number and leave it to me.

Twenty thousand.

- Hello?
- Oh, hi. Is that Craig?

- Yeah, who is this?
- This is Dr. Grant.

- I work with Patti.
- Oh, yeah. Uh...

- How are you?
- I've been trying her phone

all morning, but I'm
not getting a response.

She was off sick on Friday

but she said she'd
be back at work today.

Oh, yeah. She's got this
flu that's been going around.

I'm sure she just crashed
out and forgot to call.

As long as everything's all right.

Yeah, yeah. She'll be fine.

I'll have her call you when
she starts feeling better.

- Thanks, Craig.
- Sure.

Oh.

Hi!

Thanks for coming.

- How are you doing?
- Oh, good.

Good.

Um, why don't you come up to my office?

- You have an office now?
- Yeah.

A lot has changed around here.

A little puppy or something.

Yeah, I remember when you started here.

Weren't you an assistant?

- I'm creative liaison now.
- Mmm.

Hey, didn't I hear something
about your boss getting capped?

Sang. It was a whole thing.

But we're under new management now.

So...

Why did you call me?

I may have a job offer for you.

Office work? No, thanks.

I was thinking something more in line

with your particular set of skills.

So, it's not that you lied.

But that you lied on top of the lie?

Ugh. I don't even fucking know anymore.

What's... what's your, uh, situation?

You know, most guys just
come out and straight ask

if I'm a lesbian.

- Whoa.
- Mmm.

How long have you been here again?

Oh, um, let's see. I
was here for two weeks.

And then the boss got
all shot up by that kid.

- Yeah.
- And then I was on

a low-dose of ketamine so
I lost track of time and...

now I'm back.

Maybe a month in total.

Is that too long?

Too long for what?

Well, I heard you had a thing
for tapping the new girl.

Ugh...

You want me to steal an elephant?

She's living in squalor! We'd
be giving her a better life.

Oh, since when do you
give a shit about wildlife?

Okay, I'll level with you.

This could be really good for me.

I could get a promotion,
make more money.

You want me to do well, don't you?

Elephants are pretty big.

They don't do what you tell them to.

She'll already be loaded on
the flatbed. All you need to do

is take the vehicle, drive it
280 miles, and open the cage.

How much?

- He wants 30,000.
- The budget is 20.

He says he needs two guys for
backup, and they'll need paying.

Mm-hmm.

Sit.

How did the two of you meet?

I don't know how this has
anything to do with the budget.

Never negotiate with
someone if you don't know

everything about them.

We were in line together
at a concession stand.

- A Dodgers game.
- Mmm-hmm.

He was charming.

Alcohol was a factor?

Not especially, but... it helped.

We dated for four and a half months.

It was... exciting.

Yeah.

I didn't knew when he
would call or show up.

So I would get stupidly
happy when he did.

He made me cry about a hundred times.

Patrice was my big mistake.

Apparently we're all
allowed to have one.

Thank you, Elaine,

for being so open with me.

So we're good to go on the 30,000?

No, we're holding at 20.

But at least now you should
know how to negotiate with him.

You never were where
I thought you would be.

If I worked here, I'd be smoking flower

- and playing games all day.
- Yeah.

You wouldn't be the only one.

Look, 20 is as high as I can go.

I guess you don't got
yourself an elephant.

You're not walking
away from this, Patrice.

You think?

The biggest mistake I ever made

was thinking that I could change you.

Tame you. I was young and naive.

All you wanna do is hit the
gym and hang with your bros,

and I understand that now.

Twenty thousand dollars is
going to keep your dream alive.

When does this have to be done?

Thursday. I can put
together an itinerary.

All you need to do is be where
I tell you, when I tell you.

Can you handle that, Patrice?

I'm going to the bank, Dana.

Okay, Mr. P.

What are you working on, Craig?

It's nothing.

Mr. Sang's Next Adventure.

Whoops.

My blood sugar levels are
either crashing or spiking.

I don't fucking know anymore.

That... would be the munchies.

Oh, are you going to fire
me for being high at work?

I'm not your boss, Craig.

Hey, man, give it a
week, anything can happen.

Um, was that your ex that I saw earlier?

What was his name again? Patrick?

Patrice.

Patrice. You guys are getting lunch now?

We're just... catching up.

You're not gonna skulk around the office

for the next two months crying
like a teenager again, are you?

- I didn't do that.
- Hey, I always wondered...

Did he ever find out? You know...

I'm really sorry that you and
Patti are have a hard time,

but don't bring it to the office.

Mr. Patoff?

... Forty, 60, 80, 1,000.

That's all of it?

Ten thousand dollars.

- We said 20!
- Half now,

half after the elephant is in position.

That wasn't the deal. Patrice
is on his way this evening.

- He's expecting 20.
- Yes,

but after everything you told
me about Patrice's character,

I realized he can't be trusted.

I know Patrice. He can
only be pushed so far.

He's not going to accept
half of the money up front.

Then you'll just have to
offer him other incentives.

Excuse me?

You... you have history with this man.

You once shared physical
attraction with each other.

Do any of those feelings remain?

Mr. Patoff, you might want
to think very carefully

about what you choose to say next.

Of course.

If it were me, I'd fuck him.

But as you keep reminding
me, you are the boss now.

I don't work that way.

Well, then should we
brainstorm an alternative?

Shall I fetch the alarm clock?

I can get what I want
without demeaning myself.

With the help of Mr. Sang's money.

Ahh!

That's not even his real
name. Did you know that?

Are we still talking about work?

Aren't you curious as
to who your boss is?

I mean, he could be
guilty of war crimes.

He could be on the FBI
Top 10 Most Wanted list.

He looks like my Uncle Monty.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Mmm.

- Do you know where he lives?
- Your Uncle Monty?

Patoff.

I don't know. He never goes home.

Okay, well, he's gotta live somewhere.

He's always in a clean shirt.

He smells fresh.

That's true.

- Got a date?
- Mmm.

Client meeting.

A word of advice?

Don't try too hard.

- Goodnight, Elaine.
- 'Night.

- Are we ordering food or not?
- Look!

It looks like he's got a place
in the hills. You see this?

He drives one route back
and forth, every single day.

You're tracking the boss's phone?

Shh! put stalkerware on it.
He doesn't even have a clue.

You haven't had too
many to drive, have you?

Uh-uh.

You're an hour late.

It just you here?

- We're alone.
- Did you get the money?

Come sit for a minute. Let's catch up.

So how's your sister?

I always liked her.

She's having another baby this fall.

Wow.

What about you?

Are you seeing anyone at the moment?

Not exclusively. You?

I'm grabbing fun when I can.

This what I think it is?

There's 10,000.

You'll get the other ten
when Jumbo gets to town.

Are you fucking me over, babe?

- Where are we?
- I don't know.

I'm following the same map as you.

There's nothing up here.

Wait, just pull over.

- Here?
- Yeah, yeah.

All right.

This is it.

This is where he comes every day.

What the fuck? Where are we?

Dude.

It's about the same
size as my apartment.

What the fuck?

This weird motherfucker
comes all this way

to take a shit!

What?

Are you fucking...

Oh-ho-ho!

Pick up your phone and call your
boss, tell him you need the full

- 20k or this is not happening.
- I don't need to call him.

I'm authorized to handle
this however I choose.

No, I think you're still
pissed that I ended it.

I remember it differently.

Look... Patrice.

Listen, you're gonna take that money,

and you're gonna go do the
job, just as I told you.

And you know why I know this?

Because you trust me.

I never lied to you.

I never cheated on you.

Do we have a deal?

Let's grab a drink and talk it over.

See where that goes.

You never could resist me.

Let's see how much
you want that elephant.

One drink.

And I'm buying.

What?

Ugh, I feel sick.

How much did you have to drink?

I don't know. Three or five.

It doesn't take much.

I don't think she's coming back.

How do you feel about that?

Right now? Fuck everything.

Fuck marriage. Fuck Jesus.

Fuck changing who you are
to please someone else.

Just fuck everything, you know?

Get a bowl for throw-up
and try to sleep.

Hey, wait. Elaine,
wait. I forgot to ask.

Did you get that elephant?

First thing Friday morning,

Jumbo will be parading down 4th Street,

underneath our billboard.

How did you manage that?

I can be persuasive when I want to.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Break time.

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