All language subtitles for Red Oaks s02e02 Memorial Day.eng

Ever consider law?

- Not really.
- He should.

He's got the mind for it.
He's very argumentative.

- I am not.
- I rest my case.

- [door closes]
- Sorry I'm late.

- Hey, Mom.
- I had an early call with a client.

Hi, sweetie. So how's the new job, Sam?

Great, great, deeply
fulfilling, like a prostate exam.

- So poetic.
- Well, what do you want me to say?

It's the IRS, not Greenpeace.

Should we get started?

Okay, folks, we're in the home stretch.

I filed the dissolution
of marriage petition.

I'm just waiting to hear
back about a court date.

And since you're both waving
rights to spousal support,

and aren't contesting
the division of assets,

I expect things to proceed smoothly.

What about the money from
the sale of the house?

Oh, it's all held in escrow
until the divorce is finalized.

Any other questions?

Yeah, should we talk
about child custody?

- What?
- Well, because Sam and I were thinking

we would do every other week, and
alternate holidays would work best.

- Mom, I'm 21 years old.
- Honey, the grownups are talking.

Okay, I gotta go.

Honey? Just a second.

Your mom and I wanna talk
to you about something.

Well, sweetie, you know,

now that your dad and
I both have good jobs...

Well, jobs.

...and we actually came
out ahead on the house sale,

Thanks to your mom's great
work as listing agent.

So we were thinking we can afford

to help you out with school,

if you'd like to re-enroll
at NYU in the fall.

And maybe
you, uh...

you give dorm living a try, huh?

Seriously?

- That's amazing.
- [chuckles]

Oh!

Come here, come here.
Go on, get out of here.

You don't wanna be late
your first day back.

Bye.

Okay, it is so nice to see him smile.

He has been in such a funk lately.

I don't know why he hates
that community college.

It's a lovely campus.

That's not why he's been so down.

No?

No. No.

He misses his girlfriend.

So how are you doing?

Oh, I'm...
I'm good.

Busy. You?

- Better.
- Hmm.

Not still eating frozen dinners, I hope?

You'll be happy to know that I
prepared myself a salad the other night.

Oh, look at you. [chuckles]

Although the apartment gets
a little lonely sometimes.

- Yeah.
- I've made some friends.

- Hmm.
- One guy, you'd love.

He's my supervisor at work.

Terry. He's a black
fella. He's terrific.

You know, you don't have
to mention he's black.

But he is.

Yeah, but it's not really
relevant is my point,

and it could be misconstrued
as a little bit, you know...

What?

Racist.

Terry's not racist.

[sighs]

Well, I'll be glad
when this is all over.

It'll be nice to get out of our caves

and just get on with our lives.

Yeah.

[rock]

Oh, Caroline

You got to get away

Oh, Caroline

- [speaks Japanese]
- Huh?

It's good morning in Japanese.

Since when do you know Japanese?

Since I started teaching myself.

I figure they're gonna
buy Red Oaks one day.

I mean, they already
own half of Manhattan,

and they're crazy about
golf, also mayonnaise.

Shouldn't you be spending your
time learning how to mix cocktails?

Working on that, too.

- Another letter from Paris?
- Yeah.

Any word yet on when she's getting back?

Next week sometime.

She says she has some
stuff she needs to wrap up

before she comes home.

[seat belt alarm dinging]

Wow. If it was me,

I'd have chosen Paris over here.

No offense, you know,
I'd miss you and all,

but c'est la vie, David.

- [sighs]
- [engine starts]

["Thunder
Island" by Jay Ferguson]

Ooh, yeah

Sha-la-la-la-la-la
my lady

In the sun with your hair undone

Can you hear me now
calling your name

From across the bay?

- [stops]
- [engine stops]

Dude, you ever had sex on a beach?

Technically, no. But one
time back in high school,

me and Karen snuck into
the athletic field at night

and did it in the long jump pit.

Didn't she get sand in
her, you know, uh, hoo-ha?

She was on top.

- [door opens]
- What?

You never told me how it
went with Misty last night.

- You guys have the talk?
- Nah.

- Well, what happened?
- Same thing that always does.

We hung out. It was awesome.

Felt like we were
boyfriend and girlfriend,

except for the not having sex part.

And the second I try to
steer the conversation

to "what the fuck is going on with us,"

she got all evasive

and suddenly realized she
had to study, and then split.

Dude, you can't let it go on like this.

I know. What's so frustrating is

I really felt like I
was making progress.

Like that time we were both baked

and she let me feel her
boobs before we passed out?

So confusing.

I know you're sick of me saying this,

but you need to confront her.

You can't keep letting
her dodge the subject.

[exhales]

You're right.

I'm gonna do it.

Tonight.

Okay.

Yo, Wheeler!

What's this I hear about you
not working valet anymore?

Yeah! You too good for us or something?

Gentlemen, you are looking at

the new Red Oaks Grille's bartender.

You better hook us up
with some free booze.

Yeah, like I'd risk my job stealing
alcohol for you two joysticks.

Hey, we're not joysticks.

As I live and breathe.

Boychick, look at you. Come here
and give me a man hug, will you?

Come on, put some pelvis into it, huh?

- Okay.
- You've been working out.

How was Boca?

I didn't end up making
it out to Boca, actually.

- No?
- Nah.

There was just too much
going on around here...

[sighs] ...between Father's prostate

and, um, my divorce.

What? Holy shit.

Nash, what happened?

Who's to say?

Perhaps we got married too young.

We'd been drifting apart for a while.

Also she gave me
gonorrhea. So there's that.

But I'm okay. I'm over it...

after months of therapy and an
aggressive regimen of antibiotics.

- I'm really sorry, man.
- Oh, don't be. It's fine.

I'm fine.

No, I'm better than fine.

Besides, what better
balm for a broken heart

than to get back out there and
start sewing your wild oats,

and planting some rows of
corn and potatoes besides?

If you catch my drift.

Ah! I just had the most marvelous idea.

What?

You, me, tonight, kickoff kegger.

I wasn't really planning
on going this year.

You don't have to plan a
thing. I'll take care of it all.

I'll pick you up and provide
the snacks and the blue curacao.

All you have to do
is wear a clean shirt.

This is going to be fantastic.

We'll be each other's wingmen.

- I can't, Nash.
- Why not?

'Cause I'm not really in the mood,

and I'm seeing someone.

- Who?
- Skye.

Getty's daughter? But I
thought she was in France.

She is, but she's coming back.

That settles it. You're
coming with me tonight.

I won't have you moping
about like some fish wife

pining for her sailor
to return from the seas.

We're going to have fun
tonight, god damn it.

And you are going to get me laid.

Okay, yeah.

Hey, kid, don't give yourself a hernia.

All right.

Let's try this again, Herb.

Here we go.

All right? One Manhattan coming up.

Looks good.

The, uh...

- Shit!
- [chuckles]

Oh, here you go.

We'll give it a taste.

How is it?

- Too sweet.
- Still?

It's a Manhattan, not a Shirley Temple.

It should taste like
getting mugged at gunpoint.

Just... I'll try again. Just let
me run these out to the pool.

Okay.

- Oh, boy.
- [glass clinking]

Okay.

[crowd chattering]

- Hey.
- Hi.

- How you doing?
- Good.

How about you? How you been?

I heard something about
you going to school

- like, uh, to clean teeth.
- Yeah.

Yeah, it's been going good.

Yeah, no shit. That's wild,

Yeah. How's the band?

We broke up.

Oh, I'm sorry. Wow.

No, those guys were ass-wipes.
They were holding me back.

No, no, no, I've been
focusing more on my solo stuff.

- Okay.
- I'll bring you a demo tape.

I think you'd really dig it.

Like, it's more acoustic.

- Like, ballads and shit.
- [chuckles]

Exploring your sensitive side.

- Exactly.
- Hey, Misty.

- Hi.
- Steve.

What do you want, lug nuts?

Uh, to talk to Misty?

I gotta get back to work.

- Bye.
- Fuck you.

- [clears throat]
- Listen,

there's something I really
need to talk to you about.

- Okay.
- So...

I feel like we've been
avoiding... - [whistle blows]

Walk! Sorry. Go ahead.

Um, like I was saying,

I'm just a little
confused because...

- [splash]
- [whistle blows]

No diving! Wheeler, can we talk later?

How about tonight?

I got class.

Fuck.

Can you skip?

I have a test.

Okay.

You better deliver
those before they melt.

Yeah, okay.

- Hi.
- Hi.

How are you?

Good.

It's been a long time.

I know.

How's community college?

Shitty.

But, uh, good news is

I'm going back to NYU starting the fall.

That's great.

How's modeling?

Good. Yeah. Barry got
me a Sears circular.

Oh, cool.

How is Barry?

Hilarious, as always. [chuckles]

Um, yeah, that's actually
the reason I stopped by.

I wanted to tell you before
you heard it from anyone else.

Tell me what?

Um...

Barry and I are, well...

Wow.

That's fast.

Yeah, I mean, it's crazy, I know,

but I can't really believe it, either.

It's not like we're kids, though.

Barry's 30, and I'm almost
done with my RN, so...

Yeah.

Well, congratulations.

Thanks.

Do you guys have a date and stuff?

August 23rd.

That'll be here before you know it.

Yeah, still like a zillion
things I have to do.

You have no idea how many decisions
are involved in planning a wedding,

even a small one in
my parents' backyard.

Yeah.

I'm happy for you. It's
what you always wanted.

I have a class, so I'm gonna get going.

[footsteps departing]

- Another Coke.
- Thanks.

No problem.

SATs? - I'm re-taking
them next Saturday.

My dad says if I don't
bring my scores up,

he's sending me to military school.

That sucks. What did
you get the last time?

940. I'm pretty stupid.

Nah, man. Standardized tests have
nothing to do with intelligence.

They're a racket.

They exist for the sole purpose

of selling No. 2 pencils.

Beating the SATs is like
beating the house in Blackjack.

You play the percentages, count cards.

Beat 'em at their own game.

How?

Okay, for instance...

Everyone works their way through
the sections of the test in sequence

like good like lemmings.

But why? Nothing in the rules say

you have to do reading comprehension

before similes.

In fact, you shouldn't,

'cause it takes three times as
long, yet it's worth the same points.

So it makes more sense to
skip over reading comprehension

and only come back to it
later if you have time left.

You're pretty smart. What
did you get on your SATs?

1580.

That's, like, almost a perfect score.

Why didn't you go to college?

I did for a year.

Dropped out. It wasn't my scene.

That whole Ivory Tower thing
is kind of bogus, you know?

What?

You know, we kind of look alike.

- Do we?
- It's close enough.

For what?

For you to pretend to be me
and take the SATs in my place.

Okay, why would I do that?

Because I'll pay you a hundred bucks.

- [scoffs]
- Two hundred.

- Cash.
- [sighs]

Please, Wheeler, I can't
go to military school.

Did you see "Taps"?
Those guys are psycho.

Okay. I'll do it. Fuck.

Okay, over here, Rambo. Say fromage.

Yeah, no expression
whatsoever. Good choice.

Okay, little sis, step on up.

Hey! Out of my shot, special ed.

Hey, you need to be
nice. They're just kids.

They drew first blood, not me.

Guess now's not a good time
to tell you I'm pregnant.

You're preggers?

I'm kidding.

It's not really a bad time to talk
about how many rug rats we're gonna have.

I used to think six, but
after today, I'm not so sure.

Hey, how about we just enjoy being
the two of us for a little while?

Yeah, right.

Oh, that reminds me.

Did you ask your sister
about taking Gracie?

Yeah, no dice.

- Kid's afraid of cats.
- Shoot.

Do you think maybe we can
just keep her in the garage?

Sorry, babe. Can't have her
anywhere in the vicinity.

Tongue swells up. I
have trouble breathing.

Look, once we get married,

pussy's gotta go.

- Little pepper?
- Little bit. Thank you.

Hi, Mr. Getty, Mrs. Getty.

- Hi.
- David.

By the way, if you
need me to pick up Skye

from the airport next
week, I'm happy to do it.

We got it covered.

Okay, cool.

Well, I'll see you later.

So much for her little fling with him

being over by the summer.

Don't worry. Eat your lunch.

[rock]

Now, this is what I call
a target-rich environment.

- Now's your chance.
- For what?

To be my wingman.

What is this thing "wingman"
you keep talking about?

- You've seen "Top Gun," right?
- No, not yet.

You must. Siskel and Ebert
were divided on it, of course,

but I found it to be
quite a profound meditation

on the subject of male friendship.

Tom Skerritt is electric as always.

You gonna tell me what a wingman does?

All you have to do is fly over there.

I'll watch your tail.

And trap me up to those young bogeys.

Wait here.

Godspeed.

- This party blows.
- Hey.

My friend over there was wondering
if you wanted to party with him.

- Which one?
- The one with the beard.

He's been going through a
kind of a tough time lately,

but he's a great guy and a lot of fun.

- Does he have any weed?
- Probably.

- Okay, whatever.
- Awesome.

Do you... Do you
have any weed?

Marijuana? Yes, I
could definitely procure

something of that sort
for you if you'd like.

Hand me one of those?

Surprise.

- When did you...
- Two hours ago.

Why didn't you tell me
you were coming home early?

I wanted to see the look on your face.

It was totally worth it. You
should have seen yourself.

- Do you wanna get out of here?
- Yeah.

Tonight, instead of
practicing on each other,

you're gonna get the chance to clean
the teeth of real life volunteers.

Recruited from the community.

So let's be professional, courteous,

and above all, gentle,

so our volunteers can
have a pleasant experience.

All right.

[chuckles] Right this way.

- What are you doing here?
- There you go.

- We need to talk.
- Can't it wait?

No.

Tonight's worth like 40% of my grade.

Is there a problem here?

No, I... No problem,
Doctor, just...

Okay. Let's not leave
our patients waiting.

Wheeler, I swear to God.

Sometimes I just don't know about you.

That's why I'm here.

- I need to know how you feel.
- Rinse.

Spit.

How I feel about what?

- Me.
- What? Are you high?

No. But I'd take some
nitrous if you got any.

Open.

[sighs]

Ahh.

Cripes, Wheeler, how
much coffee do you drink?

- Ooh! Ooh! Sorry!
- I can't take it anymore.

- Did I hurt you?
- Not that.

- Us.
- What do you mean?

I can't take not knowing what's
going on between us, Misty.

I mean, we hang out all the time.

You're over so my house so much,
my nana thinks you're her niece.

- Huh?
- We've slept in the same bed together.

I've seen you
pee. - You... Shh!

You let me feel you up.

One time.

And it was awesome.

You were high.

Don't you feel anything for me?

Wheeler, you know I love you.

You're my best friend.

But I gotta look out
for myself, you know?

I can't build a future
with a guy who's happy just

tending bar and selling weed.

I'm sorry.

[rock]

You should have brought
your dad's Mercedes.

Does this seat go back any farther?

No.

After this, your dorm
is gonna seem palatial.

- God, your hard.
- That's the gearshift.

Oh.

You wanna...
Yeah? - Yeah.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! What is that?

French women don't shave their armpits.

Wow. You really have gone native.

Don't make fun.

Just to warn you, I'm a
little out of practice.

Not me.

What? Who have you
been practicing with?

Myself.

Oh, well, in that case, I'm an expert.

[laughing]

Your cardiologist know
you're eating like that, Herb?

He died... jogging.

Putz.

All right. Well, listen, I
wanna welcome everybody back

to the beginning of our summer season,

our first board meeting,

and I want to extend a special
welcome to Rebecca Horowitz,

who will be serving out her late
husband Dan's term on the board.

Dan was one in a million.
He had a great sense of humor

and a lousy serve,
which I'll miss 'em both.

All right, why don't
we get down to business?

I'm sure you all notice the improvements

we had done over the
winter at the main entrance.

And next up, we should be looking ahead

to the shuffleboard courts.

We have repairs needed there.

The estimates are
coming in a little high.

- Excuse me, Doug?
- Yeah.

Before we go any further,
I believe there is

a pressing matter we need to discuss.

Okay.

The board feels that, due
to your legal troubles,

and the negative publicity surrounding
your upcoming criminal trial,

it would be best if you
stepped down as president.

[chuckles] Are you kidding?

Is this some kind of joke? No!

Pardon me?

I'm not stepping down.

I helped build this place.

I have been here since day one.

My daughter was bat mitzvahed
here, for God's sake.

Well, then I'm afraid
you leave us no choice

but to hold a recall election,

open to vote by the general membership.

Okay, okay.

Good luck finding
somebody to run against me.

I'm sorry, Mr. Myers.

I'm afraid we don't have space
for you in our film program.

But I applied and was accepted
to the program last year.

And when you dropped out, I'm afraid
we offered your slot to another student.

I wasn't dropping out. I was taking
a break, you know, a leave of absence.

As you know, the film
program is very competitive.

Well, isn't there anything you could do?

I'm sorry.

["Films" by Gary Numan]

Hey...

What's wrong?

I don't like the film

I don't like the film

Play it all back

Play it all back

And I don't like the scenery

And I don't like the set

So put it all down

Put it all down

But I like the actors

And I like the

We're so exposed

We're so exposed

Anything can happen

Anything can happen

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