All language subtitles for Superior Donuts (2017) - S01E12 - Art for Arts Sake (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 MONOLITH)_track3_[eng]

Fawz, I have a bone
to pick with you.

Your dry cleaners
ruined my shirt.

How do I know it wasn't
brought in that way?

Could be for one
of your dolls.

Maybe you're a
creepy doll guy.

This was my lucky shirt.

I was wearing it when I won
50 bucks at the track

the day my wife left me.

And, when I got a bonus McNugget
the day I lost my job.

Did you wear your lucky shirt
with your unlucky underwear?

All his underwear
is unlucky.

Okay, give me a few days.

It could just be a mix-up,

and one of my tiny customers
will walk in with a giant shirt.

(Franco grunting)

I got it.

Okay.

Yo, Arthur, would it be cool
if I stored

some of my paintings
in the back?

Whoa, that's a lot of painting.

Uh, you can store some
of your stuff here, yeah.

Yeah? Thanks, man.

You know,
ever since you let me paint

that mural on the side
of the shop,

I've been painting nonstop.

It's amazing.
What do you call it?

Well, I call it, uh,

Black Jesus Riding a Skateboard
Battles Satan on a Pony.

So, where's Satan?

Be right back!

Is it weird that I'm
attracted to Jesus?

Is it weird that I am?

All right. (whoops)
Make way for Satan!

Make way for
the Prince of Darkness!

Wow. How'd you get my ex-wife
to pose for that?

These are
really good, Franco.

You're like
a legit artist.

Oh. Thanks, Maya.

I just felt it was time

to graduate from tagging walls.

Though, I'm gonna miss the cops

chasing me off
those highway overpasses.

Aw...

I'm sure we'll find something
else to arrest you for.

Those paintings are terrific.

You ever think
of trying to sell them?

Where?
JAMES:
Well, someone just opened

a gallery down
the street.

MAYA: You know, gallery owners
are always looking

for up-and-coming
artists.

And you've got
a real voice.

You should show them
your stuff.

FRANCO:
Oh. Thanks, Maya.

I'll drop by after work.

FAWZ: Hello! What's going on?
I'm trapped!

FRANCO:
Oh.

The walls are supposed to keep
the good ones like me in,

not out.

I should have voted
for the woman.

*

Hey, thanks for
coming, Sweatpants.

That's what friends are for.

I support you, and you
forgive me for taking money out

of your wallet to buy
a cotton candy machine.

Can I help you?

Hey. I'm-I'm Franco Wicks
and I'm an artist.

Wow.

Feels pretty weird to say that
in a place like this, man.

(chuckles)
But I am.

I am an artist.

Yeah, you are.

(chuckles)
Thanks, man.
Aw...

(Franco and Sweatpants sigh)

I'm really glad I was here
to go with you on that journey.

So, what can I do for you?

Well, um, I was just wondering
if you can take a look at my art

and see if you want to put
it up at your gallery.

Oh, where might I have seen you?

Well, um, I work at
the donut shop down the street.

Yeah, I don't eat donuts.

No, I meant where might
I have seen your work?

Oh, right.
Right, right, right. Okay.

Well, you ever been
on the Ravenswood "L" train?

Yes.
Well, those
last three cars,

I tagged myself.

Ah.

So, you have not shown
in a gallery.

Well, I-I haven't shown as such.

But, you know, I thought
I would give you the honor

of introducing Franco Wicks
to the art world.

You know, I-I made a
mural of my friend,

Bam-Bam. He's dead.
Yeah.

I'm sure it's lovely.
Excuse me.

Please, can you not touch
the sculpture?

But it's so shiny.

Come on, Sweatpants.

I'm sorry, he's-he's new
to all this.

I am a handful.

Um, let me explain
how the art world works.

There's a process.

These artists,
they're established.

They have agents
and real portfolios.

You don't just walk in
off the street.

I get it.
Mm-hmm.

Okay, um, we-we were
just walking by.

And y-you have your way
of doing things, that's fine.

Um, never hurts to ask.

I don't know, man,
you look hurt.

Well, it turns out my dry
cleaners did ruin your shirt.

I found the employee
responsible,

and I immediately shot him...
(coughs)

a very stern e-mail.

What's with the suit?

I was hoping that
you would accept it

as compensation.

My wife bought it for me,
but she accidentally got it

from the "big and fat"
section.

I think you mean "big and tall."

Right. Tall.

ARTHUR:
Hey, here they are.

How'd it go?

RANDY:
Yeah, are you famous yet?

It went great!

Well, the lady said
you have to have a show

before you can get a show.

Which is, which is fine,
it's no biggie.

And the lady was mean.

She wouldn't even check out
Franco's stuff.

Or let me touch the statues.

What if I was a blind guy?

You know, she shouldn't judge
you till she's seen your work.

No, no, it's cool, man.

Look, I'm just some unknown
walking off the street,

all right?

(chuckles):
Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, like I always say...
Yeah.

...give up immediately,
then you'll never know.

That's how
I live my life.

All right, so a lady says
you need a, a show, right?

So, have a show.

Just like that?
Yeah.

You can have it here.

RANDY:
Yeah, we could just

pull all this
donut stuff off the walls.

I'll make the flyers.

Why does she get to
make the flyers?

All right, fine,
you make the flyers.

Nah, she can make 'em.

I just don't think
it should be a fait accompli

because she
yelled it out first.

Yeah, if you have a show,

you can invite
that art gallery lady.

You know, if she comes,
then I can show her

what she's been missing.
Yeah, there you go.

Yeah.

Wow.

My very own art show.

This is dope, man.

You know, my whole life,
my dad's been telling me

I would never make
it as an artist.

Why don't you invite him
and he can see how good you are?

No. Nah, nah,
I-I haven't seen my dad

since, uh, Thanksgiving
two years ago.

And besides, he'd never come.

So I managed to use
"fait accompli" in a sentence

and nothing?

You people are monsters.

MAYA:
Look at this place.

It's like a less pretentious
art gallery

or a more pretentious
donut shop.

Well, it's not as
fancy as that gallery,

* but we still gonna
get it poppin'. *

Man, this is so weird,

having people
judge my art.

Usually my stuff is on a wall

that a homeless guy
is peeing on.

Relax, kid, it's gonna be
a great night.

Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself.
You're right,

you're right,
you're right.

Damn, Randy,

you look sexy as hell.

Aw, well, thank you.

It's nice to get dressed up
every once in a while

and go out for the evening...

to the place I go
every single day.

Hey, Fawz, look.

Twinsies!

You look nice,
but we're hardly twinsies.

(imitating Fawz):
"You look nice,

but we're hardly
twinsies."

Do not imitate me.

"Do not imitate me."

I am an idiot.

Say it!

Arthur.

Why is nobody buying anything?

You think maybe
I priced them too high?

Hey, if you don't value
your own work,

nobody else will.

I could charge 85 cents
for those donuts,

but I-I put my heart
and soul into it,

so now I can charge $0.89.

Come on,
get some confidence.

Right. Right, yeah, man.
Okay.

My bad, I just... it's like
no matter what I do, man,

I keep hearing my dad's voice
in my head.

Franco.

I see you're still dressing
like a kung fu villain.

Yeah, that's how it sounds.

Hey, Pop.

Mm-hmm.

What you doing here?
Well, I saw your flyer.

So, this is
your art show?

Yeah.

This is, this is my art show.

I can't believe
Franco's dad showed up.

How did he even find out
about this?

Well, not to toot
my own horn, but...

A-hoo-ga.

Even your horn is old.

Yeah...

I thought if he saw
how talented Franco is,

you know, he'd give
him a little respect,

and Franco would stop
doubting himself.

So, I looked him up
in the phone book

and I slipped a flyer
under his door.
Hmm.

They still make phone books?

Well, I got to say,

I never seen an art
show in a donut shop.

(chuckles) Well,
it's 'cause I work here.

You do?
Yeah.

For the past six months.

So... what you think?

Well, I actually
think it's great.

And I'm proud of you.

Really?
(laughs)

All right, that's-- thank--
'cause I-- this whole time,

I-I didn't think
you wanted me to be an artist.

I don't.

I mean, but you got
yourself an actual job.

You know, by now,

I thought you'd be living
in your grandmama's basement,

eating her cookies
and trimming her beard.

Hey, Mr. Wicks.

Uh, I'm Franco's boss,
Arthur Przybyszewski.

(chuckles) The man
who gave my boy a job.

God bless you.

Well, look, I'm really
lucky to have him.

How about this
art exhibit?

It's pretty
impressive, huh?

Yeah, yeah, I guess so,
if you want a hobby.

You know, I actually
used to collect

all the state's
quarters.

And then, I would use them
for laundry. (chuckles)

Wisconsin gets your whites
the whitest.

Well, Dad, my-my art
is-is more than a hobby.

REGGIE:
Oh.

Really?

So how many of these
have you sold?

Today?

Ever.

Hey, Reggie, let me show you
a really, uh...

this is my favorite
painting over here.

You know that Jesus
could skateboard?

Yeah.

The man could walk on water.
Of course he could skateboard.

Yeah.

Still tooting your horn?

Oh, shut up.

Well, maybe when
he gets a look at your art,

he'll come around.
(scoffs, laughs)

You haven't
dealt with Reggie Wicks.

He thinks all this
is a waste of time.

Oh, you can't win with parents.

I became a cop like my dad
to try to get his approval.

And he never gave it.

I remember, on his deathbed,

he finally pulled me close
and he said, "Go...

Cubs."

Ooh, that's rough.
Yeah.

I almost buried his ass
in a White Sox uniform.

You know something,
if I could just sell

one of these paintings,
then my dad

would have to admit
my art is for real.

Let's go.
(clears throat)

(in deep voice):
Hello.

Uh, you like what you see?

I do. It's great.

Oh, well, you
want to buy it?

No, I'm just looking.

But the use of perspective
is really...

Yeah, whatever.

Hey, guys, I think
he's gonna need our help.

Well, maybe a couple
of us should swing by,

talk to that gallery owner,
see if she'll come by.

Oh, yeah. And then, maybe
if she liked Franco's art,

she'd offer him a show
and get his dad off his back.

Come on, Fawz. This is
a job for the Dapper Duo.

Do not call us that.

Blazer Boys? Guys in Ties?
Brutes in Suits?

Blazer Boys is fine.

Oh, look at this piece.
The brush strokes...

there are so many of them.

It's stunning, but I don't
find it as arresting

as the pieces we saw
at Superior Donuts.

"Arresting," nice.
Very douchey.

May I help you, gentlemen?

I don't know.

Nothing here is
speaking to us

like the Franco Wicks show
we saw down the street.

Oh, is that the thing
at the, um, donut shop?

Yeah. You should
check it out.

That place has some fine
quality, durable art.

Yeah, I don't think so.

No, but perhaps I can
show you two something

that you'll both be happy
to hang in your home.

Our home?

I can see how you
might be confused,

but we're not a couple.

Yeah. And if I were
going to be gay,

I think I could
do better than this.

You'd be lucky
to have me.

Please. You look like
Dolly Parton's bodyguard.

All right, well, if it helps,

I find you both unappealing.

Excuse me.

Have you seen me
shirtless?

I can get
any man I want.

Any man!

You wish.

Well, that did not go well.

That woman's gaydar
is way off.

REGGIE: You know
what your problem is?

I think you done priced

these little pictures
you drew too high.

Why would anybody spend
$80 on a picture of weed,

when they could
spend $80 on weed?

You know, I think
I made a mistake

inviting Franco's dad.
Well,

the important thing is: your
heart was in the right place.

Mm-hmm.
Your head is just
up your ass.

Hmm?

I mean, maybe I should
tell him that I did it.

How'd you get it
further up there?

You... you can't
tell him that,

not on his big night.

You're right, you're
right, you're right.

Maybe it'll all work out.

Yeah, absolutely.
Right.

Yeah.

This is not gonna
work out, James.

Let's head over
to that gallery

and see if we can get
her to come over here.

All right.
Show these Blazer
Boys how it's done.

It's catching on.

That, right there, that's
why we'll never be a couple.

Look, uh, Franco
is really talented,

and it would really
mean a lot to him

if you'd stop by.

I'm sorry,
I'm just too busy.

Yeah, you know,
he just needs a break.

Wouldn't it be great
if you could be the one

to lift him out of obscurity?
The one, to, uh...

What's going on here?

Oh, yes.

It's called Two Pigs, One Badge.

You know, the police have been
getting a really bad rap lately,

and stuff like this
is not helping things.

Yes, but art is meant
to provoke a conversation,

and I think this is a
conversation well worth having.

Mm-hmm.

Well, you are having
a conversation

with a cop.

Are you threatening me?

Uh, hey, Randy,

did you check out
this giant Jenga?

You snooty jackasses
are all alike.

You scoff at law enforcement
until the day you need it.

Okay, I am filming this.
I'm filming this!

And I am filming you,
for being anti-cop.

Okay, now, everybody
just stay cool.

Nobody do anything stupid.
Randy, you go now.

Just move
quietly. No, no.

Back it up, back it up. You
got that door open? All right.

How'd it go?

Search YouTube for
"Psycho Cop at Art Show."

REGGIE:
Hey, hey.

I found one I like.

Really?

Yeah. That's nice.

You know, it's bright,
it's colorful. I love it.

Dad, it's a neon sign that
tells you where the coffee is.

Yeah, I know. How much?

Why'd you even come
if you gonna be like this?

I came here to talk some
sense into your black ass.

To keep you from
messing up your life.

God, I wish you'd never even
seen that flyer.

(scoffs) Well, it was
hard for me not to.

Somebody slid it
under my damn door.

Maya! She was in charge
of the flyers.

It wasn't Maya. It was me.

What?

I'm the one that slipped
that flyer under his door.

How did you get
into my building?

You lucky your ass
didn't get shot.

Arthur, look, you got to stop
meddling with my life, man.

This thing with my dad,

getting me to do this
stupid-ass art show.

Hold on.

You're the one that's putting
these crazy ideas in his head

about being an artist?

Hey, look,
it's not crazy.

You deserve a break.

Because you're
really talented.

Listen, the world
is filled with talented people

who can't feed themselves.

I'm trying to get my boy
to be realistic.

Yeah, well, maybe
he doesn't need that.

How would you know
what he needs?

You're not his father.

Hey, you know
something, Arthur?

He's right.

You ain't my father.
Huh.

Because unlike my father,
you actually believe in me.

You actually
accept who I am.

Uh, hold on,
I'm confused.

Um...

Who the hell you mad at?

I'm mad at both of you!

But at least he supports me.

Dad, look, w-whether
you like it or not, man,

I'm-I'm gonna be
an artist. Yeah.

So, I'm sick of your
voice in my head,

and from now on, I'm only
gonna listen to mine.

Oh.

O-Oh.

Oh, ho, ho, ho.

Okay.

Well, I guess you just gonna
have to learn the hard way.

See you around, son.

Mm-hmm.

Wow, you just faced
your harshest critic.

You're officially
an artist.

And no one can tell
you any different.

Look who it is.

Except her.

Oh, look, it's all
the maniacs from before.

Maya, how'd you
get her to come?

I spent a lot of time
in art galleries growing up,

so I threw around
some art lingo,

told her how great Franco was,

agreed to go on a date with her
and here we are.

Just back up a step.

Oh, that.

I'm in grad school,
I should try some stuff.

Interesting work.
Somebody has daddy issues.

Oh, boy, she's good.

But, you clearly
have raw talent.

I mean, your composition's
all over the map,

but your imagery's
very powerful.

Thank you.

So, he's ready
for your gallery, huh?

Oh, God, no.

No, you need to
refine your technique,

focus yourself stylistically.

You definitely need to
go to art school.

Even then, the odds of you
ever making a living

are, like, one in a thousand.

You've got a long, long path
in front of you.

Wear your hair up
Saturday night.

ARTHUR:
Hey, Franco.

Yeah?

You all right?

I mean, did you hear her?

I got a path!
(laughs)

(laughs):
Hey!

That's so great!

JAMES: That's what
I'm talking about! Yeah!

ARTHUR:
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Be careful putting those
back up, they're important.

What, they're just pictures
of donuts.

It's a subliminal message.

People will see them
and they'll want to buy donuts.

But that's all you sell.

Why else would people come in?

Must be nice to be young
and know everything.

Franco,

I would like to buy that one.

Really? All right,
I'll-I'll box it up, then.

You don't seem like
the art collector type.

Don't be so surprised.

He's a talented
up-and-coming artist.

That could be
worth something someday.

And, the value goes up

if the artist dies young,

and with Franco being black
and living in Chicago...

Fawz.

God forbid something
should happen to him.

(coughing)

I'll take that one, too.

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