All language subtitles for Dancing on the Dark Side of the Moon (2021) Steven Vasquez

The beginning.

This beginning.

All we get are the most exciting parts.

It's my stomach.

Show me, please.

Show me what it may be like.

Take me with you.

Alexi. Micah. What I do, I do out of
love for you.

This may be your only chance at
happiness.

Who's that?

Is that his mother?

Maybe.

Your final role.

This will determine your fate.

Remove your hand.

Remove it!

That's what I thought.

Now stand up and give me your panties.

Now your top.

Is there a problem with your life?

You're the problem, Justin.

What did I do?

Did I kick your naked son of a dog?

It doesn't matter.

What's your excuse the rest of the day?

You bet.

No, I'm a fuck.

A dead one.

Can I enter?

I'm still not ready.

I'm sorry.

That's okay.

Looks like another blowjob for death.

Believe it.

People behaving like this?

People have behaved like that for
centuries.

And they will for centuries more if
we're still around.

We'll be around.

In some form or another.

Bobo, get me a soft -boiled egg and some
toast.

Coming right up.

Take this.

I can't read it anymore.

Buck, you were saying something about
the weak one with, how do I put this

lightly, a weak stomach? Yeah.

Yeah, Alexei. He was thankful to gain
insight into his mother.

But what he wanted most was to see how
his life would be.

Please, show me.

Pacey told Mikhail, his unborn son, that
it's challenging to know the future

even for him.

Dark forces were at hand that could very
well change the outcome of everything.

Micah knew this firsthand, as he
desperately wanted a mother.

But because of her selfish act, she
pretty much made that impossible.

The funny papers?

You have the crossword?

Don't you sometimes wish there was a
hell box?

There is for the people that are left
behind.

That is why I decided to make Mikhail a
special project of mine.

She didn't deserve this.

What? Are you going to hand me a fucking
pen or what?

Sorry.

Meanwhile, back at Twinkville, please
show me.

I meant to do my work today, but a brown
bird sang in the apple tree, and a

butterfly flitted across the field. And
all the leaves were calling me.

And the wind went sighing over the land,
tossing the grasses to and fro.

And a rainbow held out its shining hand.

So what could I do but laugh and go?

Who is that?

His name is Kyle.

Your first love on Earth.

It's really nice to be here with you.

Yeah?

I didn't think you'd come to my sister's
party.

I wasn't sure I've heard.

Never thought that I'd meet somebody
like you.

Let alone reading one of my favorite
poems.

Is it yours also?

It is now.

What are you doing?

Naked bounce party.

You're crazy.

What the hell?

How come I'm the only one naked?

Sorry, but I'm keeping my underwear on.

No, you're not.

Okay, fine.

What have I done?

Are you alright?

Yeah.

I meant to do my work today.

But a brown bird sang in the apple tree.

And a butterfly fluttered across the
field.

And all the leaves were calling me.

And the wind went flying over the land.

Tossing the grasses to and fro.

And a rainbow held out its shining hand.

So what could I do but laugh and go?

This must stop.

I want to see more.

It was wrong of me to show you.

No shit, Sherlock.

Tell me more of my mother and her
friend.

They don't end up too good either.

I'm making you some eggs and toast.

Thanks.

Try not to break the yolk each time.

I'll try my best.

You better hurry.

You don't want to be late for class
again.

Thanks, Mom.

I think, yeah.

What's this idea?

What's fucking the camera?

Not enough room.

Nor is there time.

Nor am I ready.

Michaela had good reason to be
overcautious.

But her trepidation was caused by more
than just her knowledge of...

Professor Matthews. Professor.

Oh, hello.

Here's my report as promised.

Excellent. You restored my faith in you,
Jamie.

Jesse. You also requested some one -on
-one time in regards to the new

assignment. I did, sir.

Have some time now, if you'd like. I'm
just heading back to my office now.

Or we can go to my dorm room. It's just
over there.

If you'd rather.

I make it a habit never to go into my
students' dorm room, no matter how cute

they may be.

No one will see us.

I have a private backdoor entrance.

You don't say.

I like backdoors.

I know you do.

I'm almost there.

Come inside me.

I was hoping to come all over that
pretty face of yours.

How about you come on my pretty stomach
instead?

I hope you're not just doing this for an
easy grade.

I'm okay with a C.

You're not getting a C.

I'm not?

You're getting a D.

The general's one at that.

Well, you can come to my place if you
want.

He also made special note of her
outstanding effort.

Jesse hoped to continue the
relationship, but Ronnie, ever the

already mentoring another struggling
young... academic.

Edward Jr., an unlikely ace in the hole,
is in fact a very bright young

individual.

Raised by a single parent, his mother
instilled in him that in order to get

you want in life, you need to work hard
to be the best and lead with kindness.

Where I'm from, mediocrity with a loaded
gun works the same.

Well, I like that.

The professor better appreciate these.

I'm such a whore.

You said he was your ace in the hole.
Give him time.

He's a stand -up kid. He'll get there.

What about Jessie?

Now there's a piece of work.

She was used to feeling rejected after
the loss of both parents.

A childless couple adopted Jessie.

As an infant, she was loved and well
cared for.

But troubles began early.

She grew up feeling as if she were
alone.

Something was missing, and she never
felt like she belonged.

Gender issues became a growing concern
for her parents, a problem both were ill

-equipped to deal with, or even
understand.

Still, she was a model student and self
-starter. As a young teen, she had it

all. The people around her admired her
strength and ability, of course her

beauty. However...

Her girlfriends would be jealous when
their boyfriends admired what they

as one of the best asses they'd ever
seen.

What? I didn't say it.

Sometimes I can't tell the difference
between you and your sister.

I can. My sister's a bitch.

Whatever.

Anyway, too bad Michaela was the only
person in the world who made Jesse feel

complete. And that's a bad thing?

It's a bad thing.

Let's go back.

Daddy, I wanted to meet my girlfriend,
Jessie.

Hello.

Jessie.

are the most exciting part.

My beloved sister.

Hater of man and practitioner of evil.

Yeah, I know what's good without the
bad, right?

A great man once said, with every laugh,
there must come a tear.

You said that, boss?

Walt Disney.

Deep. I like it.

How does one see the light without first
dwelling in the darkness?

Look into that darkness, and you will
see that bitch staring right back at

holding on to her books of spells and
evil incantations.

The white pages?

She chose her victims at random.

Ronald Chevalier.

Daddy.

Yeah, another piece of work.

Allowing his wife and mother of young
Michaela to play house with one of his

students so that he could collect his
silk moths over butterflies or whatever

the fuck they are.

When she became pregnant by her lover,
William Kimball, Mr. Chevalier allowed

her to give birth.

But under the stipulation...

The child's sole care would fall to
William and his very understanding new

Would that child be Jesse?

Very good.

William did his best to stay away, but
Michelle was relentless in her pursuit

him.

Then when he told her that his wife was
expecting a child of their own, inner

rage grew inside Michelle.

I think you know what happened next.

I forbid you to see that boy again,
Michaela. She's a girl, Daddy.

Boy, girl, all I know is that this ends
tonight.

Why are you being so judgmental? Have
you two been together?

Don't lie to me.

We haven't. We've been waiting.

Oh, thank God for that.

What's your problem?

We love each other.

You stay away from Jessie.

Why? Just because she's transgender?

You know that's not the reason.

So I can't see her just because you say
so?

No.

Because she's your mother's son.

Jesse.

This isn't fair.

I know.

What are you going to do now?

Make love.

For the last time.

Are you listening?

Will I do bad things?

All humans do.

Even if they don't mean to.

That is correct, Micah.

But, will I do bad things?

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

I'm fucking horny right now. And you're
shitfaced drunk.

That's what's wrong.

I said we could still do it. No effing
way.

I'm not going down that road.

Where'd she go?

This attack and all the other shit had
never happened.

But my sister had already thwarted my
plan.

What plan?

Placing Michaela in the right place at
the right time to meet the one that

be the one.

While vacationing with a friend,
Michaela took notice of Grayson as he

skateboard through their hotel lobby.

And while they exchanged meaningful
glances, Grayson was already expecting

girlfriend to join them that Christmas
Eve.

So then why go through all the trouble?

Well... Because his girlfriend was about
to drop a Yuletide bomb and Michaela

would be there to comfort him.

What do you mean, what do I mean?

It couldn't be. It's time for forgiving.

After obtaining the key, Michaela's
girlfriend bet that she couldn't sneak

and take his picture.

Maybe even make out a little. I forgive
you for fucking my brother.

What?

Both of them?

Jesus.

Hello?

Jennifer, are you there?

Jen? She hung up on me.

Uh, I'm sorry?

She fucked my brother.

Both of them, apparently.

Um, but I wasn't really listening.

Were you just taking pictures of me?

No, I... My friend just gave me the
wrong room number. I really wasn't

spy on you or anything.

That's a lie.

I'm telling you the truth.

There's another one.

It only becomes a lie if you tell the
truth.

Sort of like, you know, if you didn't
see it, did it really happen?

I always tell you the truth.

That's a fucking lie.

I believe you.

What are you going to do?

Well, I'm not going to call security on
you if that's what you're worried about.

Thank you. Um, can I just...

Go now?

Sure. Or you can join me for a glass of
champagne.

And a warm bath.

If you don't mind.

I really should go. I have to go.

All right.

Well, Merry Christmas to you.

Merry Christmas to you, too.

So she lost the bet.

Not really.

Mikayla's the type of girl that doesn't
like to lose.

I've never done anything like this
before.

That's the first time she's told the
truth all night.

I don't even know you.

Well, where are my manners?

My name's Grace.

And I'm Kinsley.

Kinsley, huh?

Sorry, I'm a little embarrassed.

Okay, now I'm really embarrassed.

A gentleman.

And quite the scholar.

What shall we drink to?

I know.

Here's to breaking into the hotel room.

It wasn't... Hey, I'm only kidding.

To the Christmas angel that landed in my
bathtub.

So, um, may I kiss you?

What?

May I kiss you?

Are you making it in your bathtub?

It doesn't give me the right to impose
myself on you if you want me to.

So, may I kiss you?

Kiss me.

Grayson knew she was the one at first
kiss.

As for Michaela, ever cautious, it took
her a while longer.

She knew somewhere between the bathtub
and the bed sheets.

The skater boy promised to visit her
after his exhibition.

That's when my sister played her hand.

Wouldn't you know, a royal flush.

Michaela was sent on a wild goose chase
under the guise of helping her friend

get out of a jam.

When she returned, Grayson was gone.

The dark spirit had been born and was
waiting.

Grayson drove himself to the hospital
after being rendered unconscious and

brutally raped.

Michaela once again was heartbroken.

She didn't know why he would break his
promise to her.

Because of his shame and embarrassment,
he never contacted her again.

I bet you played this one beautiful.

But I'm about to reshuffle the deck.

It's time to get the kid.

Oh, I, uh, didn't know if you know
money?

You don't owe me any money.

Okay, cool.

I'll...

So, Jessie, is that your real name?

No.

Declan, yours?

Yeah.

I like it. It suits you.

You know, you should be more careful.

Did you hear about the person that got
raped last night in their motel room?

This is the guy we're talking about.

Thank you. I'll be careful.

I can...

Come back if you'd like.

That won't be necessary.

I, uh, won't be here after tonight.

Where are you going?

Home.

She's going home.

Good work.

Declan.

You know you didn't have to sleep with
her. Next time, keep it in your pants.

I thought you told me to lay her.

No. I said to lay with her.

An honest mistake, boss.

Oh. The dark spirit will be after you
now.

I can handle myself.

We'll see.

Get out of here. Yes.

You think with all that fucking...

He'd be on the other team.

He's a good kid.

I'm still starving. Hey, Bobo!

Get me a breakfast cake. On the hop.

Coming right up, sir.

Boss, what's all this talk about a dark
spirit?

Do I really have to spell it out to you,
Lou?

Excuse me, miss.

Couldn't tell if you were a blonde ale
or an IPA type of girl.

I'm actually kind of a wine drinker.

Oof. I was afraid you'd say something
like that. But have no fear. I've got

wine.

Oh my gosh.

I, uh, don't know what to say.

Just say my name.

What's that?

An identifying word by which an
individual is intimately known.

The name's Wyatt.

Hello, Wyatt. I'm Kayla.

Pleasure to meet you.

Thank you.

Shit! I win!

Damn it.

Rematch?

It's getting late. I have to go.

Bummer.

Well, what are you doing tomorrow night?

Not much.

Homework, really.

Are you into trios?

I think so.

A friend of mine's playing tomorrow
night. You care to join me?

You don't really strike me as a trios
kind of guy.

I'm not, but I need someone to punch me
in case I start snoring.

So you're a snorer?

I'm not sure, really.

Would you like to find out?

You're going kind of fast, don't you
think?

I'm talking about the concert.

I'm sure you are.

I'm ready.

Who's this?

Uh, it's my sister.

What's her name?

What's your name?

Whatever you want it to be.

Trixie, come on, let's go.

What's this?

It's a breakfast date.

This is a breakfast date?

Enjoy.

Enjoy, he says.

Yeah, watch, he's gonna charge me dinner
prices.

Yeah, now I'm the chooch, right? Yeah.

So what do you think about Wyatt?

Another straight -up guy.

Mikhail has learned good things are
worth waiting for.

We'll see about that.

Wait. Hmm? What's wrong?

Nothing. I just want to take this really
slow.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

No, I totally agree.

You do?

Yeah. I mean, if something's going to
happen between us, we'll know when the

time's right.

What'd I tell you?

too upset.

Lou, do you want to take this home with
you? No, too bloody.

I'll get food poisoning.

You worked for me.

So did he.

Quiet!

Why do you insist on working out in your
good clothes?

What? I just did laundry.

Now all I have to do is fall over.

Sorry!

Care to join me?

I'm making dinner.

No, don't worry. I have a small load
myself.

I'll do it by hand. Carry on.

A guest in his weight.

That looks fantastic.

It's nice of you to house and dog sit
for your friend.

But it doesn't seem fluffy anywhere.

That's because I took him to the kennel.

What? You didn't. Yeah, I hate the
little fucker. He always fights.

He doesn't stop barking.

You're awful. I can't believe you would
do that.

It's a good panel.

It's where I think my sister's kids are
watching.

So why don't you be saying your place
then?

Two words.

Roommate. It's one word, but two
syllables.

Speaking of roommates.

No, you didn't.

Surprise.

Hey, what's up, man? Hey, man, what's
up? Thanks for the invite, bro.

Man, what are you?

But we brought wine.

You mean the one I bought last week?
Told you, dude.

Come in. Thanks, man. Thanks, man. Hi,
Mikayla. Hi.

Where's Puffy?

Are

you

still mad I invited your friends over?

No.

Is there anything else you want to talk
about?

No.

Okay.

Yes. I was wondering why you always wear
that hoodie.

Because it's warm and comfortable?

Or is it because he gave it to you?

Are you still feeling a little insecure?

I told you everything that happened.

Yes, I still think about him.

But I don't need this hoodie to do so.

If it bothers you that much, I'll never
wear it again.

There.

I was with Grayson less than 24 hours.

And yes, we shared a strong connection.

Only thing is, after a lot of promises,
I never heard from him again.

The point is, you still think about him.

Don't you think about the girls who are
important to you?

Only when I masturbate.

Wyatt, I'll say this once again.

I only want to be with you.

You make me happy.

Grayson is just a memory.

Just a cute boy in a hotel lobby showing
off with his longboard.

How long was it?

Oh dear.

Let's have some more wine.

Betty was just another jock with a small
brain.

No, that was big too.

Here you go.

Fuck you.

You're welcome.

Is there anyone else you want to tell me
about?

There's another.

But I'll tell you all about her another
time.

We were dumb, but it was love.

It was.

Blame it on our hearts and the need to
be attached.

Blame it on the stars and the first
metal we fucked.

Blame it on the fools and the stuff that
we cast.

Blame it on our youth that we thought
would last.

Is that your mother? Is that my father?

We shall see.

Now is he going to be my father?

It would appear that way.

Good times didn't last long.

I thought you might like a Danish.

Ooh, looks good.

What, you can eat this, but you can't
eat your steak? What are you, my mother?

Anyway, I don't know what you're going
to say.

Remember the guy with the thing in the
place?

He was the first victim of the dark
spirit's reign of terror.

This evil spirit was a product of the
inequities of the past, a vessel by

all collateral damage would now be
unleashed.

Lou, we need Dorothy.

It's time to wake my eighth in the hole.

There you are.

I thought I'd lost you.

Again.

We will protect you, Edward.

And for the world, I will definitely be
with you.

The world as you know it is about to
change forever.

You must hold on to the faith of your
understanding.

It's okay.

For it will see you through the
darkness.

Your goodness will illuminate the
darkness sent forth by your brother.

Nathan's glad you're finally moving in
with me.

He's looking forward to getting his
couch back.

Though I don't know what took me so
long.

I just didn't want to rush into a
potentially bad situation.

I mean, we're not lesbians.

God damn it.

Do you always get an erection when you
pray?

My mind did tend to wonder towards the
end.

Well, it boggles my mind that you can
even pray before we're about to... About

to what? Have sex?

Make love?

Fuck? Jeez!

Well, look at how you're dressed.

I see me in love.

Okay. You can maybe do it in front of
Jesus.

But I don't want to have your father
watching us also.

And you're supposed to be the elder and
more mature of the two of us.

There's nothing wrong with having sex.

You're my boyfriend.

God created love.

And a very novel way of expressing it.

Many ways, in fact.

Oh, good God.

That's the spirit.

But you don't feel the need to confess
at all?

I've never heard of a heathen getting so
worked up about sex or religion.

Get over here.

Honey, who did you care for me?

Are you just telling me that for the
sake?

No.

Do you have another lover that you may
be cheating on?

No, I don't.

Well, guess what then? The only thing
you have to confess is that we can't

together. And all is right in the
kingdom of heaven.

You know what I think?

What do you think?

I think the world would be a much better
place.

I've had more people like you in it.

I am.

As Edward Jr. was caring for his dying
mother, he learned his boyfriend, the

professor, had moved on to greener
pastures.

Three months after his mother's passing,
he returned to Seattle Pacific

University. to start his internship as a
Christian family counselor.

Good for him.

You ever go to a religious school? What
good would it do?

They wouldn't let you in anyways.

So that's the end of the naughty -minded
professor?

Remember what I said about collateral
damage?

Collateral damage?

Could be a real bitch.

What was that about?

It's about two guys blocking each other.

I've seen the way you look at me in
class.

And I want you to be my first.

What would you call Nathan?

Okay, my second.

I need your advice.

One of my players told me there's a new
boy crushing on me pretty hard.

Yeah, um, would that boy's name be
Dylan?

How'd you know?

I've been warned by some of the staff.

Seems that he's got that feeling for a
few others.

Fox. I'm sorry.

I knew it was too good to be true.

The boy's a player, Nathan.

And not just baseball.

Promise me you'll stay away from him.

I'm really hoping to get an A in your
class.

Look, I don't mean to hurt you, buddy.

I'm just gonna give you some friendly
advice.

Stay away from him.

You know I still care about you.

I think you better go.

Can we finish our drinks first?

You're going?

Lock the door on your way out if you can
handle it.

30 minutes later, Dylan stumbled out of
the room quite different than when he

entered it.

Nathan thought he was being played for a
shoot.

In his mind, his best friend had
betrayed him.

Nathan was wrong in doing something.

Nathan?

What's up?

This

place

is nice.

The main house only has two bedrooms.

I don't need a bedroom.

Deep right here on the porch. Shut up.

Daddy's watching.

Hi, Daddy.

Daddy, I thought you were coming home
tomorrow.

Surprise.

What's going on?

Daddy, this is my boyfriend I've been
telling you about.

Oh, shit.

Don't worry. He's cool.

My grandparents were hippies.

Oh, sweet.

Pleasure to meet you here. My daughter
tells me a lot about you.

All good things, I'm sure.

Good to have you home, sweetheart.

Thanks, Daddy.

I'll see you two in the morning.

I can't believe you.

Mikayla? Wyatt, why do you insist on
looking out in your good clothes?

Shit.

Okay.

I'm not wearing any clothes anymore.

I'm wearing this bloody gay underwear
you got me for Christmas.

I know you're there.

Whoa, who the fuck are you?

Why didn't you tell me, Wyatt?

Did you think I was gonna think less of
you?

Look, I just want you to know that none
of this was your fault, okay?

Where are you going?

I'm gonna go take a shower.

Alone?

Yeah.

Jesse? I knew you were alive.

Because with all you need to start a new
life, now you are never to make contact

with my daughter again.

Your dear father paid me to stay away
from you.

Just like he paid my parents to keep me
away after our mother killed my father.

I kept my promise.

Even though I was watching over you, I
never made contact with you.

But I fucked up anyone who did.

And anyone who hurt

me.

Why?

I did it for us.

Is there a problem, Taylor?

You're the problem, Jesse.

What did I do?

What are you doing?

Mikaela, no!

I adore you.

Live with us, Dorothy.

Mikaela, no.

He's dead.

From him.

Micah desperately wanted a mother.

We will protect you, Ashley.

You will be a beacon of light, that's
all I'm saying.

Thank you.

What have I done?

Thank you, Bubba.

Hello, Michaela. Hi.

I just want to say, these few short
months together, I've seen you grow from

broken young woman into a determined and
resilient one.

Nothing's made me happier.

I only hope that I had a small part in
your recovery.

And I want you to know that no matter
where in this world you find yourself,

I'll only be a phone call away.

I know you ask after every session and
any time I've refused.

But if it's not too late, would you be
willing to say a prayer before we go?

I stand corrected.

This... Has just made me happier.

May I take your hand?

Let's bow our heads.

Heavenly Father.

Hey, skater boy. You're pretty fucking
hot.

Excuse me, but I'll thank you not to use
that type of language around my son.

Sorry.

I'll let it slide this time, but I'll be
watching you.

I hope you'll be watching over our son,
too.

All of my life?

I just hope he's as handsome as his
father.

Yeah, me too.

I've never thought that I'd meet someone
like you.

You're just lucky, I guess.