All language subtitles for Superior Donuts (2017) - S02E20 - Broken Art (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 MONOLITH)_track3_[eng]

Franco, I just
worked out a plan

for your summer break
from college.

Week one: we tear it up.

Week two: we bust it out. Huh?

Week three:

we shut it down.

Week four:

Chi-Town Strawberry Festival.

I can't do any
of that, man.

I got to work, so I can pay
for my next semester.

Who am I supposed
to bust it out with?

You were supposed
to carry my berry basket.

Hey, I need Franco here.

Now, man up and carry
your own basket.

Morning, everybody.

Wow.

Somebody had a growth spurt.

No, these are
for my new gig.

I'm doing odd jobs

for an old German
lady up in Skokie.

She pays really well,

and she makes a mean schnitzel.

Well, how does that suit
you don't fit in fit in?

Oh, uh, she likes me
to walk around

in her dead husband's clothes.

You serious?

Sometimes she calls me Fritz.

That was his name.

And her kids
call me Papa.

It's basically the creepiest job
I've ever had.

Then why
are you doing it?

I need the money.

This gig economy's
taking a toll on me.

I can't afford
to turn anything down,

and lately, I've been scraping
the bottom of the barrel.

Oh, Tush, I'm so sorry.

Well, I got to hit the head.
It might take a while.

I'm wearing lederhosen
under this.

Ugh.

I just hate seeing
Tush degrading himself

with these crazy gigs.

He needs to get a real job.

I'd hire him at
the dry cleaners,

but we're closed for repairs.
Don't you reopen

next week?

Fine. You think of an excuse.

I guess I could hire him.

I got a few odd jobs
piling up.

And that time when he stayed
with me, he was really helpful.

He cooked,
he cleaned.

When my date stood me up,

he made me brownies

and put on Magic Mike.

Oh, damn. I got an
e-mail from the school.

Well, you gave college a shot.

Don't be discouraged.
I'm sure you could sell

some of your textbooks
for drugs.

No, man, I-I made
the dean's list.

Top ten percent of my class.

[cheering]
ARTHUR: There you go!

I am proud of you.
You've come a long way.

I got to text Tavi.

Tell my boo
I made the dean's list.

His boo?

Yesterday,
she was his bae.

You think they're taking
it to the next level?

Don't know, don't care.

Oh, please!

You know you're
still pining for him.

You're the brown Rachel
to his black Ross.

Hey, Tush, you want
to maybe help me out

a couple of days a week?

Ever since I became a detective,
I have no free time.

Yes, Randy. Thank you.
That'd be very nice.

First, I have to finish my
last job for Frau Schmidt.

Sweatpants.
Hmm?

You work
in a retirement home.

Any tips for giving an
80-year-old woman a sponge bath?

The key is the towel.

The towel?

Yeah, you-you tie it firmly
around your eyes.

♪

FRANCO:
Hey, Professor Mills.

Guess who made
the dean's list.

You and 261
other people.

But congratulations.

You worked hard and you
deserve to be commended.

FRANCO:
Hey, Tavi.

Hey, Dean's List.
[chuckles]

Mmm.
MILLS: Octavia,

you're involved
with Mr. Wicks?

What a creative way
to disappoint your parents.

I'm kidding.

She's disappointing us all.

Here's my application
for the Ventura Fellowship.

Uh, what is that?

That is the most prestigious art
fellowship at Dearborn College.

Funded by a grant
from Mr. Frederick Ventura.

Fred "The Hammer" Ventura?

The porn star?

We all have a past, Mr. Wicks.

Mr. Ventura was generous
enough to provide the winner

with an opportunity to study
for a semester in Florence.

Free apartment,
all expenses paid.

Wha... I want to do that.
Wh-Where do I sign up?

Oh.

You want to apply?

Hell yeah, I want to apply.
Free trip to Italy?

I've been studying the great
Italian painters in class,

and it'd be so cool to see
their work in person, you know?

Michelangelo,

Donatello,

Raphael...

Those are the Ninja Turtles.

I-I just... I just got that.

TAVI:
The contest is

pretty intense, Franco.

You're up against the
top artists in school.

You think you're
ready for that?

I'm ready
for anything, baby.

That fellowship would go so well
in my résumé, all right?

It can go right up
between "Dean's List"

and "Charges Dismissed."

Maybe you should wait.

This contest is more for
seniors and grad students.

She's correct.

No freshman has never won.

So... I'd be the first?

Huh?

I'd be making history?

Art history!

[chuckles]

You're not a high-fiver,
are you?

What do you think?

Franco, I just...

I don't want to see
you get discouraged.

[chuckling]

[singsongy]: I see
what's going on.

Mm-hmm.

You're afraid
of a little competition.

[chuckles]:
Oh.

Really? Well, if I run
into any, I'll let you know.

I'll make an exception.

I'm still gonna do it.

Okay. If you really
want to do this,

I got your back, 100%.

All right. Mmm.
You know,

I was supposed to be
at a staff meeting,

but watching you two
jeopardize your relationship

is far more
entertaining

than voting
on homecoming themes.

We all know it's going to be
Night of a Hundred Genders.

You were supposed
to clean the men's room.

Hey, Fawz,

would you text Franco a
mop emoji and a poop emoji?

Throw in a skull
and crossbones--

it's bad in there!

I'm sorry, man.

Tavi and I both entered
this art contest,

and they're about to
announce the theme.

Theme of what?

The art piece we have to submit.

It could be anything--
death, power.

Well, if it's "sitting on your
ass while the toilet overflows,"

you're gonna nail it.

So, you're competing
against your girlfriend?

[singsongy]:
Plot twist.

Bad idea, kid.

Never compete against
anyone you're sweet on.

Joanie and I used to lock horns
over our dueling donut careers.

Donut career?

Is that what
you're calling this?

You see, I always preferred,
you know,

the simple blue-collar donut.

But she always wanted
to fill 'em

with these fancy creams
and jellies.

And your two
most popular donuts are?

Maple creme and jellies,
but that's not the point.

Arthur, let them
give it a try.

Sometimes it's good
for a relationship to be tested.

[chuckles]
Mm.

You know,
to see how strong it is.

I should go.

Hey. So, Arthur,
once the theme gets announced,

we have 24 hours
to finish it. So...

would it be cool if I took
the rest of the day off?

Oh, fine.

But, first, take care
of that bathroom.

Yes! Look,

I-I've never said this
before snaking a toilet, but...

I love you, man.

Hey, Boss Lady.

I deposited your check,
picked up your groceries,

and if you open
that manila folder,

I need your
Jane Hancock.

Uh, okay.

Uh, what am I signing?

It authorizes me to purchase
more manila folders.

What's my schedule
for the weekend?

Well, what time would you like
to have that brunch with Lisa?

I don't want
to have brunch with Lisa.

That's why I canceled it.

Nice.

I could get used to this.

Hey, Randy, I
was wondering...

Just a second, Fawz.

Are you in for Fawz?

You know what,
I'm busy.

I don't have her right now.

Why don't you leave a number,
we'll call you back.

Okay, so they just sent me
the theme.

What is it?
It's struggle,

which is perfect for me, man.

They might as well just give me
the plane tickets now.

Plane tickets?
Yeah.

The winner spends
the summer in Florence.

Like in Italy?
Mm-hmm.

Three months
of mobsters, pizza,

and fat dudes talking
with their hands.

Throw in fat women
talking with their hands

and you'll be back in Chicago.

Yo, so, Arthur,
uh, if I win,

would it be cool
if I took the summer off?

Yeah, of course.

It's a great opportunity.
Take it.

Thanks.

[groans]

My back.
You okay?
RANDY: Oh!

Yeah. Uh, uh, just a twinge.

A-Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm fine.

Go on. You only got 24 hours
to finish that painting.

I can handle the shop.
[grunts]

Oh, yeah?
Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Pick up that tray.

Hey, since when do
you give me orders?

I tell you to
pick up things.

[strained]: Now pick me up
and put me in that chair.

[sniffing]

Damn it!

[sighs]

Arthur, yo, just go home, man.

No, no, no.
I have a system.

Coffee to go, please.
ARTHUR: Sweatpants!

[sighs heavily]

One piping hot coffee
to go. Yes, sir.

Only the best cup
of joe in Uptown.

Yeah.

Comin' at ya.

I said decaf, right?

Sweatpants!

I got it.
Arthur,
I can't be wheeling

some old dude
around all day.

I have to get
back to my job.

At the nursing home.

Here. Thank you.

So, how's your painting coming?
Not great.

Now I know why Michelangelo
didn't work at a Dunkin' Donuts.

Tavi was right,
dude. This is tough.

I had all these ideas
all in my head,

but it's hard
to lay 'em all down.
Relax, relax.

I'm sure everyone's
having a hard time.

FRANCO:
Hey, bae.

What you doing here?
I finished my painting,

so I thought I'd bring you
a pastrami sandwich.

Wait, you finished?

Wait, pastrami?

I mean, I'll take one more look
at it, but I'm basically done.

How about you?
Well, it's kind of hard

to run a donut shop and
finish a painting, so...

Yeah, Franco's got a lot
on his plate,

unlike some of us.

Take the sandwich.

You know what,
why don't you

let me take a look
at your painting?

Nah. Nah, n-not right
now. It's not ready yet.

Maybe I could give you
some fresh eyes.

Okay. All right,
come take a look.

Mustard?

TAVI:
In the bag!

So, uh, just give me
your honest opinion,

and don't hold back.

Well...

You hate it! I knew it.

Why'd you even come back here?
No.

I was just gonna say there's
a lot that I like about it.

And it's gonna be great.

You think so?
Yes.

I just have a
couple of thoughts.

So, the piece is about
struggle, right?
Yeah.

Well, I think there might be
a little bit too much struggle

going on in this corner.

ARTHUR:
Franco?

What?!

We're out of Long Johns.

[sighs] Okay.

I-I can't, I can't do it.

I-I can't,
I can't do this, man.
Babe.

You're so stressed right now.
Mm-hmm.

You know, there's no
reason that you can't wait

and, you know, go for
the fellowship next year.

So, what, now you think
I can't do this?

So much for having my back.
[scoffs]

You know, that Tavi,
such a sweet kid,

coming over here
to check on her beau.

Or is it boo?

Oh, you get defensive
every time I try to help you.

Is it always
gonna be like this?

I don't even need your help

because I know more about
struggle than you ever will.

TAVI: Oh, I know
all about struggle, Franco,

because I'm going out with you.

Ooh!

No, uh, the mustard
is very spicy.

SOFIA:
Hey, Franco.

How's the painting?

It's finished.
With 42 minutes

to spare. I think
it's pretty good.

Take that, Tavi!

Aren't there other people
in the contest besides Tavi?

Yeah, but Tavi's
very important to me,

and I would like to see her
go down in flames.

Well, sounds like
something's going on

between Franco and Tavi.

Hmm. Wouldn't you like to know?

Oh, you don't know anything.

Unless you do. Do you?

Girlfriend, let me tell you.

[cries out]

Anyone want to hire
an annoying personal assistant?

What? I thought Tush
was doing a good job.

He's toogood.

He called Lisa,
that woman I hate,

and tried to work it out
with her.

So now I got to have lunch
with that bitch.

Well, sounds like you and Tush
really need to work it out.

Tell me everything you know
about Franco and Tavi.

Well, as you know,
Arthur predicted trouble,

and, boy, was he right.

ARTHUR:
Well, that back doctor

was of no help.

What'd he say?
He couldn't find anything.

Gave me some painkillers,

but they didn't have any effect
on me at all.

Where's the coatrack?

Joanie moved it.

In 1987.

Well, remind me
to tell her to move it back.

Okay, Fawz, spill it.

Franco, Tavi, go!

Buckle your seat belt, sister.

Hey, Chief.

Damn it!

I took the liberty
of changing your e-mail address.

You were getting too much spam.

So, I wrote down
your new password right here.
What is it?

It's "R," seven, dot--

the word "dot," not a dotdot--

followed by a dotdot,

then an umlaut, then hashtag,

then the word "password."

All right, wish me luck.
Oh, by the way,

I mixed the chocolate up
with the brown paint,

so nobody eat the Long Johns.

Did I ever tell you guys

about my idea
to open a donut shop?

Can I have your
attention, please?

Ladies and gentlemen...

[clears throat]

And Chris.

It's time to
announce the winner

of this year's
Ventura Fellowship.

And on behalf of the
Dearborn Art Department,

I'd like to say--

does anyone else
smell chocolate?

It's called mixed media.

Let's keep moving.

Very well.

The Ventura Fellowship
goes to... Franco.

[whispers]:
Yes.

Your painting is
blocking the winner.

Which is Octavia St. Claire.

[applause]

Mr. Wicks,
you look disappointed.

I am disappointed, man.

Did you not see my painting?

It's got struggle
all over it.

It's got a building on fire,

somebody getting arrested,

the Chicago Bears.

[scoffs]

Classic rookie mistake.

Tavi had the training
to take a single idea

and execute it exquisitely.

Her piece is crystallized.

It's distilled.
I get it.

She's better than me.

You're not untalented,
Mr. Wicks.

You just lack the experience
to compete at this level.

I believe someone tried
to warn you about that.

Yeah, she did.

I meant me.

But yes, Tavi did, too.

And you let your ego
get the best of you.

I don't have an ego.
Really?

Then why haven't you
congratulated her?

It's not easy being
in a relationship

with a fellow artist.

All right, well,
thank you, Professor.

Appreciate it.

But did I at least
come in second place?

Sure.

Hey, Tavi.

I just want to congratulate
you on your piece.

Um, you deserve it.
Thanks.

I'm-I'm sorry I've been
such a dick to you.

But I-I've been so stressed
out with work, school.

But that's no excuse to...

Look, I just had
a really nice moment.

Can we not do this right now?

My friends are waiting for me.

All right. Have fun.

Mr. Wicks,

could you get your
painting out of here?

It's covered in flies.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Arthur, your-your back
is still hurting.

Why don't you take
those painkillers?

People told me
it was making me loopy.

Well, not me directly.

I heard Abraham Lincoln
talking to Bing Crosby.

Morning, Commander.
The new folders are in.

Three-tab.

Oh, goody.

Oh, I got you
a Bumble account.

You have a date on Thursday
with a very handsome lawyer.

He has children,
but I assured him

that would not be
a deal breaker.

What's wrong?
This brave can tell

when the big chief
has a problem.

Well, yeah.

There is something
kind of painful I need to do.

Really? That's what
you pay me for.

Let me do it.

Okay.

I need you
to fire my assistant.

I see.

Was he not working
hard enough?

Oh, no, he worked toohard.

And only because
he has a big heart

and he's caring
and organized.

And frankly,

I think his talents
are wasted on me.

Well, um, he understands,

and he thanks you
for the opportunity.

And he will never forget

how you gave him
his confidence back.

[voice breaking]: You
turned a shell of a man

into a hell of a man.

So you're not mad?

No. Actually,
I've been thinking

I'm ready for something more,
like a full-time job.

I'm talking 9:00 to 2:00.

Well, you know,
whatever you do,

I'm sure you'll
be great at it.

Thanks.

[groans]
Oh...

one more thing.

Your ex-assistant
wanted me to tell you

that he put a small dent
in your car.

What?

It's okay, he's gonna pay for it

out of his severance package,

which was very generous.
[clicks tongue]

SWEATPANTS:
I know that face.

That's your
"I didn't win" face.

Yep. No Florence for me.

Oh, you lost the contest.
I'm sorry.

FRANCO:
Yep.

I think I lost
my girlfriend, too.

What?

Oh...

Oh, no.

I'm-I'm so sorry.

You had a rough week, kid.

Why don't you take
tomorrow off

and do something fun
with Sweatpants.

Might as well.
Probably gonna end up

spending the rest
of my life with him.

Yes!

Well, I guess I better
get those crullers started

for the Fenderman bris.

RANDY:
Look at that.

Quasimodo stands.

My back is feeling better.

[chuckling]:
How about that.

Well, well, well...

If you're here to win
Franco back, don't bother.

He doesn't want to talk to you.

Franco, can we talk?
Yeah, let's go outside.

[sighs]

I've been doing
a lot of thinking.

Me, too.

If I'm being honest,

I'm starting to think
our relationship's...

Come to Florence with me.

Really?

I know we have problems,
but there's a lot

that works about us, too.

If I could just
get you away

from all this stress,
we could focus on us.

I don't want to be
mooching off you.

They're giving me a stipend,
which I don't need, so really,

you'd be mooching
off the school.

I like the sound
of that.

It's so sad when
people break up.

Then maybe you should
stop smiling.

I can't believe how great
my back feels.

Well, I can.

What are you talking about?

Well, Franco said
that he was leaving,

and you got all knotted up.

Then he said he was staying,
and the pain went away.

It's psychosomatic.

Who do you think
you are, Oprah?

You're not even Gayle.

Oh, my God.

Guess what-- Tavi and I are
going to Florence.

What?!
No!

Aah...

Something wrong
with your back?

Oh, shut up.

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