All language subtitles for Search Party (2016) - S02E07 - Denial (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 Ghost)_track3_[eng]

Look, I don't know
how they got there.

They just appeared
on my desk.

Okay.

Do you think maybe
it's, like, a... a joke?

Look, whoever you sent
these knows what we did.

It's not a joke.
It's a threat.

Honestly, all I could think of
is... that maybe it's Chantal.

You know, maybe she
was awake that night,

and this is just her,
like, weird way

of trying to mess with us.

Yeah. I don't know.
I don't know.

Well, have you asked her?

No, Dory.
I haven't asked her.

I don't really talk
to her anymore. Okay?

Okay. I-- That's good to know.
I was just wondering.

Okay.

Look, I have to go.

What-- Oh, well, no.
We have to figure this out.

- Please, Dory.
- Yes. We will.

- Please.
- I promise. Okay?

Okay, Dory. I'm really sorry,
but where are you going?

I'm going to get a--
a cavity filled. Okay?

I booked the appointment
a really long time ago,

and now it's today, so...

But you're dressed so nice.

I am? I--
I just threw it on.

It's, like, a wrap dress.

But you're in all black.

I mean, you're going
to get spit all over it.

Listen, we'll take care
of this later. Okay?

Whatever you do, don't
tell Elliot and Portia.

They'll just freak out.
Okay. Yeah.

I'll be in touch.

We must protect them.
We must protect the little ones.

Have fun at the dentist!

♪ Obedear, the sky is low ♪

♪ Watch fluent seamen
rig their rudders ♪

Hey, Pamela.

Hey, Greg. How was your
sister's graduation?

It was, uh...

You know what, buddy? I got
to go take care of these papers.

Okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Go do your thing.

Yeah. He's a monster.
He's, like, embarrassing.

Oh, wait. Shh, shh, shh, shh.
He's here. He's here.

Okay. All right. What was that?
What the hell is going on?

Pft. Nothing.
Nothing is going on.

So you weren't just
talking shit about me?

You just so happen to hush
as soon as I got here

like a bunch
of high schoolers?

No, Julian.
We think you're really cool.

- Oh, do you?
- Yeah. We do.

We think it's really, really
cool that in your spare time...

you're writing
articles about lying bitches.

Yeah, because when
a woman has been abused,

like, she must be completely
getting it wrong, like,

she can't be trusted
to tell the difference

between a good time
and violence.

Okay. No. No. No.
That is not at all

what I was trying to say.
You make me sick. Shut up.

Okay. Look, look. That is not
at all what I was trying to say.

If you just give me
a chance...

I can't. I can't.
I can't. I'm sorry.

I just...
I can't listen to this.

- No. Just let me explain.
- I need to switch desks.

Uh, would somebody
switch desks with me?

I need to get away
from this person!

There are a lot
of empty desks.

You don't need
to mansplain to me

about the desk situation.

Okay. Okay. If you just
give me a chance to explain...

Julian,
we need to talk later.

Absolutely.

Thank you.

You're trash.

♪ I know your type ♪

♪ You're that guy in the middle
of a crowded room ♪

♪ When you laugh so loud,
all eyes on you ♪

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'm surprised you called.

Are you?

What's on your mind?

Was it you?

What do you mean?

Come on, Chantal.
Don't fuck with me.

Was it you?
I'm serious.

Okay. I don't know what
you're talking about.

I kind of like the way that
you're looking at me right now,

but I really...

I really don't know
what you're talking about.

I received flowers
at my work.

There's a note in them.
I don't know who they're from.

Were they from you?

Um, no,

but now I'm kind of pissed
because you called me here

just to tell me that somebody
at work is crushing on you?

That's, like,
"Wow. Big deal, Drew." Not!

I'm really fragile right now.
You hurt me.

Did you even read that article
that Julian wrote about me?

Ugh. He's such
a misogynist.

Mm.

I wonder, do you, um...

Do you think maybe you hoped
it was me that sent the flowers

because you feel like
we made a mistake

cutting off our
relationship too soon?

What? God. No. Chantal.

Okay. I just want to know
who sent the flowers.

That's all. Okay?

Fine.

It was me.

I was the one who sent
you the flowers.

Is that what you
wanted to hear?

You asshole!

- Oh!
- Oh!

Oh.

So, like, I guess
I fear the medication.

What is it you fear
about the medication?

Well, I consider
my mania a gift.

I'm an artist, and to be
an artist is to be split open,

which is hard for a lot
of people, but so what?

I have my dark times,
my blue days,

but I'm actually
a really happy person.

Can I just say
that I don't trust

anyone who says
that they're happy?

- Carla...
- You have to suffer to survive.

I'm telling you this. You--
Happiness does not exist.

Elliott, I saw you react
to what Paz said.

Would you like to share
your response to that?

Oh. No.

Okay. Would you be willing
to share your fears?

I mean, it's very important
for me to share my spirit,

and I can be
very passionate,

and a lot of people
can't handle that,

and I can't handle it when
that's threatened or tamed.

I don't like that.

Carla, I'm going to
have to ask you to leave.

I just think
he's saying nothing.

Does anyone know
what he's talking about?

I don't even know
what he's talking about.

- Carla, get out!
- Okay. Fine! Fine!

You're all liars!!

Guys, I'm so sorry
for breaking the circle.

I apologize.

♪ Whate'er I do,
where'er I be ♪

♪ Still 'tis God's hand
that leadeth me ♪

♪ He leadeth me,
He leadeth me ♪

♪ For by His hands,
He leadeth me ♪

♪ His faithful follower,
I would be ♪

♪ For by His hands
He leadeth me ♪

♪ He leadeth me,
oh, blessed heart ♪

♪ Oh, words with heavenly
comfort fraught ♪

♪ Whate'er I do, where'er I be ♪

♪ Still 'tis God's hand
that leadeth me ♪

♪ And He leadeth me,
He leadeth me ♪

♪ But by His hands,
He leadeth me ♪

Oh, my God. I am so sorry.

I didn't tell you
it was beach themed.

You look crazy,
and a little distracting.

Yeah.

Can somebody
give me a lei, please?

Can you give me a lei?

Thank you, Tommy.
Here you go.

When he was 22,
he went to Hawaii,

and he just couldn't
let it go.

I think he left part
of himself there.

It looks great in here.

I mean, the decorations,
it really feels like Hawaii.

Party City. You can
get everything there.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Look, Deb, I'm so,
so sorry.

I just... I-- I-- I never
wanted to think that this could,

you know, even be possible.

I think we're all
in shock, right?

I don't even know
why I'm asking this,

but, I guess, just...

I mean, like, did the cops
even know what happened?

Do they have any leads?
It's just so crazy, you know?

And I'm so upset.

Who knows?

They won't tell me
a goddamn thing.

Yeah.

"Part of the
investigation," right?

As far as I can tell,
they could give a shit,

but, you know, I got
Crystal digging around.

There's no freaking way
whoever did this

is going to get away
with it.

That's for damn sure.

I just can't believe
it's all real, you know?

Yeah.

I feel like
giving you a hug.

Would that be okay?

Yeah. I'd love it. Sure.

Yeah. I'll give you
a hug, honey.

Oh.

I know that Keith
was just crazy about you,

and you know something?

I know that he is happy
that you're here.

I do.

Thank you.

Thank you for bringing joy
and light to his life.

Yeah.

You know what it is?

Hm?

Ron doesn't trust himself.

His first instinct
is always his best,

but whenever anyone
ever challenges him,

he questions everything
and goes with the safe bet,

and it's not working.

No, you're totally
right, like,

as a director, you're right.

It's so weird
you brought him up

because, like, I know this has
nothing to do with his talent,

but today, he, like, insinuated
that we're sleeping together,

and I was like, "No.
That's so high school."

- You and I?
- Yeah. I know.

As if I would ever sleep
with any of my actors.

Some people, man.

Yeah. Some people.

Why can't everybody
be just like you?

You're perfect.

I'm not perfect.

Just ask my mom.

♪ I can't live without ♪

Wow.

I need a minute
to recover from that.

Okay. Tell me more.

We're just...

My mom and I are
very different, like,

because I think she, like,
wishes I was more of, like,

a Merrill Lynch woman,
which kind of, like, hurts.

I think--

I think she thinks
I'm, like, silly,

and kind of, like, impractical,

and, yeah,
she thinks I'm stupid.

She doesn't love you.

No. I-- I know--

I mean, I think
she loves me, like,

I think it's kind of
a different kind of love,

like, because...
It's not love,
and it's not fair.

You're right.

It's not fair.

You know what you have
to do, right?

What?

♪ These dark hopes ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

Remove her from my life?

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

When you say,
"Everyone expects me to have

all the answers," that's a lot
of responsibility, isn't it?

Mm. Yeah.

And what happens when
you don't have the answers?

Well, I mean, I can
always find a solution.

You know, not necessarily
the right one, but, you know,

I pretty much always
have a point of view.

I don't...

I don't experience doubt.

Okay. Can you
give me an example?

Well...

Um...

There was a situation
recently with some friends.

It was very... intense.

Okay.

Umm... One of my friends
was attacked...

by a seal.

A seal?

Yeah.
I didn't know seals
attacked people.

Yeah. They can be
very territorial.

So sorry,
but, please, go on.

Yeah. So, she and the seal
had this scuffle,

and it was, like, being
very aggressive with her,

and so my other friend
had to, like...

kill the seal.

Oh, my God.

Yeah.
So, she killed the seal...

...and the thing is there's,

like, very harsh punishment

for hurting the seals
in, um, Seal Bay.

So it became this thing
of, like,

do we call
the water police,

or do we get rid of it?

And everyone was looking
to me with their,

like, big, dumb eyes, like,

"Elliott, you know,
you're our leader.

Tell us what to do."

And, so, I was like,

"I think we should
get rid of it.

I think we should
break his legs

and put him in a suitcase
and bury it."

But it's, like, that was
just something that I said

in the moment.

Okay.

But the problem is the seal
was tagged, apparently,

and, um, people think
something weird happened,

clearly, and now
they're looking into it.

It's all just
a huge fucking mess,

and the seal has, like,
a daughter-- a daughter seal,

and she, like,
just found out,

and she's, like, devastated,
and she's grieving.

The point is I don't like
taking on the responsibility

of solving all
my friends' problems.

It's not as fun
as it looks, so...

Of course not.

God.

And how old were you
when you came out?

I am so sorry, but, Elliott,
you've got a phone call.

We're in a session, Janelle.

He said it was an emergency,
and it couldn't wait.

- Ugh. I can't believe this.
- He's called like eight times.

Go. Right in the lobby, sweetie.

- Come right back.
- Sorry.

- Sorry.
- And don't talk to anybody else.

♪ Hand on my drink ♪

Hi.

♪ Just doing me ♪

Hello?

- Hey, Elliott.
- Drew? Oh, my God.

What's going on?
Is everything okay?

Look, did you send me
flowers?

What?
Please tell me
you sent them to me,

'cause I'm having a full-on
freakin' panic attack here,

Elliott,
and explain to me the joke,

'cause I don't get the joke!

Drew, I'm at rehab.
I did not send you flowers.

And now that I think about it,
why didn't you send me flowers?

- You swear to God?
- Yes.

Look, why are you
freaking out?

Look, I don't want to--
I don't want upset you

at rehab, okay?
I'm sorry.

Well, too late
for that, Drew!

Okay. Uh, look, get better
and come back happier

than you are, okay?
And, for the love of God,

don't tell anybody what we did.
You understand?

- Bye-bye.
- What? Drew!

Hey, Crystal.

Oh, hi.

How you doing?

Not good.
I'm at a funeral,

and I have Crohn's,
so I can't eat any of this.

Yeah. It's just--
it's-- it's devastating.

I can't believe
you came here.

I know that, uh,
Deb is soft on you,

but you got some balls
showing up.

Well, I'm sorry if my presence
makes you uncomfortable...

Pbht!

...but do you, like, know
what could have happened?

I mean, what do
you think happened?

What I know
is what I know,

and it's not looking
good for somebody.

I could tell you that.

Who?

How can I help you?

It's well written.

Thank you.
But you must see

how this doesn't
look good for me.

One of my staffers
is an abuse denier?

I didn't intend
for this story

to be anything bigger
than the story.

Hey, this is one woman.
I certainly didn't mean to imply

that all women who are
in abusive relationships

should be questioned.

I promise I'm not that guy.

I'm a good person with
very high moral standards,

and sometimes it doesn't
make me popular,

but it... keeps me real.

Okay.

You're on thin ice.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Julian?

Yeah?

I just have
one more question.

Yeah, what's up?

Is it true?

Is what true?

Is it true?

I'm sorry.

I'm not following.

Is it true what they say?

Oh.

Um, if you're implying
about a certain

racial stereotype,
then that would be...

Inappropriate?
Unethical?

An abuse of my power?
Yeah.

Well, maybe it's not
that bad out there.

Maybe someone else
will hire you.

Let's see what the Internet
has to say.

Oh. This person isn't
as forgiving as I am.

He says, "I pray to God
that this woman-hater's balls

get trampled on
by high heels."

Oops.

Oh, and there's another
person on here that just

keeps retweeting your address
over and over again.

I don't know. If you
care about this job

and your reputation,
perhaps you should

just let go of your hang-ups
and answer the question.

Is it true?

It's true.

I know.

And then last year, I tried
again in my dad's garage,

and I turned the car on,
and I was waiting there,

and I was like,
"Wait a minute.

Why haven't I passed
out already?"

And I realized it's because
my dad's garage door

has a hole for his stupid dog,

and the exhaust got out,
and I'm like, "Oh, my God.

I can't even kill
myself correctly."

It sounds like a cry
for help,

because if you really
wanted to die,

you would have checked
the door.

I did want to die, Carla,

but there was a hole
for the doggy.

Paz, could you pass me
the butter, please?

Seems like you're pretty upset,
so it might be true.

Could you pass
the butter, please?

You know what your problem
is, Carla...

Of course, baby.

- Thank you.
- You don't like yourself...

- Mnh.
- ...and you like to bring

everybody else down
because of it...

- Mm-hmm.
- ...because you're a small,

little...

Okay. Something
got stirred up.

This is probably
your fault.

- Do you want to talk about it?
- I'm so ashamed!

I'm so ashamed
of the things I've done.

I can't pretend
I don't care anymore.

I can't.
Oh, my God!

I've done so many
terrible things!

I'm so, so, so, so scared.

That's okay.

That's okay, because you know
what that makes you?

That makes you
a freaking human being.

I'm so full of shit!

- It's okay.

I can't live like this!

Shh.

Hi.

Hi.

Are you Kaitlin?

I'm Dory.

I know who you are.

Oh. All right.

Well, hi.

My dad said you were
a good detective, too.

Can you find
who killed him?

I'll do the best I can.

Thanks.

Portia,

this is
a fried chicken place.

It's close to your work,

and it was my intention
to make this as convenient

as possible for you.

What-- What's this about?
I mean...

And who is this spectator?

Is this your boyfriend?

No.

He's my friend.

He's my best friend.

What kind of best friends
hold hands like that?

Hi, Mariel.
My name is Elijah.

Mariel...

For heaven's sake.

..."it's time for our
relationship to come to an end.

I've been happy
for a very long time."

Unhappy.

"I have been unhappy
for a very long time.

We have a toxic dynamic

where I'm constantly
receiving the message from you

that I'm unloved
and unappreciated.

I forgive you for the pain
you have caused me,

but you are no longer a person
I wish to keep in my life."

Good job.

Thank you. Thank you.

Is this because of you?

No.

Portia came up
with this on her own.

I really hope you learn
how to express compassion

and show love.

Portia, I'm your mother.

Like it or not, it's not
a relationship you can quit.

You are not my mother anymore.

It was wonderful
to meet you.