All language subtitles for 23 To the Moon, Alex_cleaned

Very romantic.

So after the batting cage
is where they take you?

Toby?

The McNuggets aren't that bad.

Toby, I need those changes on
the calf and the grape proposal, okay?

Yes, Chief. Right away, Chief.

Can't you see I'm on the phone?

Go ahead, Gina.

So what'd you do after then?

Oh, is he gonna press charges?

Toby, I need that proposal now.

I gotta go, Gina.

I think Martin's gonna cry.

What?

I am not going to cry.

I just like to get a little
work done around here.

Oh, yeah, and a book
that nobody's gonna read.

Let me tell you something.

Catherine of Great Hat
must be a terrific story.

It's got history.

It's got feminism.

It's got... Romance.

All right, gather round, boys and girls.

Gather round.

I think we're gathered.

Like you to meet the newest
ant at the White Stone Colony.

This is Alex Farmer.

Alex?

Hi.

Martin Tupper.

This is my assistant, Toby Peddleby.

I'm very charmed.

So how long have you been in publishing?

Including this conversation?

About 15 minutes.

Yeah, frankly,
what he knows about

books, you could
fit in the bees' dick.

But I had a brief dalliance
with his mother once.

And who knows?

He just might be my son.

Well, whatever the reason, I'm
real excited to be an editor and all.

Oh.

Oh, oh, you're going to be an editor.

With your help, Marty.

Now, you hang on his every word, Alex.

He's the best we've got.

Sad to say.

Thank you for the glowing praise.

Look, once you get settled in,
I'll take you to lunch and maybe,

you know, give you some pointers.

Oh, thanks.

That'd be great.

This is so neat.

I mean, I've read books
before, but to help make them?

Wow.

Come along, Alex.

Hey, my door's always open.

Hi.

Nice to have you with us.

He's the devil.

What are you talking about?

Did you notice his eyes?

I've seen that look before.

At the aquarium, at feeding time.

Alex?

Come on.

He's just a kid.

I'm telling you, he's evil.

Inside those tasseled loafers
lurks a pair of cloven hooves.

Right, right.

Well, I know you're a terrific
judge of character, you know,

but until his head starts spinning around,

do you think we can get a
little work done here, huh?

Find what you're looking for?

Oh, hi.

I'm Skylar.

I work for Alex.

I was doing a rush
memo, and I didn't have

any whiteouts, so
-- Listen, Scooter.

No, that's Skylar.

Same difference.

I'm watching you.

You got that?

I don't know what you mean.

Save it, sister.

I've known your type since high school.

Only back then you had pom-poms.

And you sat at the back of the
class and made smartass remarks

under your breath and
snuck out to smoke cigarettes,

pretending you didn't care that
some people were just a little

prettier and a little more
popular than you were.

I'm afraid you must be thinking
of some other, better unpopular girl.

I'm sure you're right.

Thanks for the chat.

Oh, Scooter, you forgot your whiteout.

Thanks.

You see, the secret of
pitching books to Gibby is strategy.

Strategy.

Okay, I'm looking.

See, you got to bring
him two books, right?

The first one's like a deep one.

I have this book about ceramics, you know.

Ceramics?

Ceramics.

He'll hate it.

And then once I've
lowered his expectations,

I come in with
my ace in the hole.

Wow.

You are really good at this.

Come on.

Hi, everybody.

Hey, Martin.

Good morning.

You've all met Alex, right?

Sure, Alex.

Hello.

Hey, Drans.

Morning.

Morning.

Good morning.

Mr. Fisk, you look great.

Have you been working out?

Did you get a haircut?

God, I'll take your
mouth off my happy sack.

Okay.

All right, let's get started.

Time to play that little game I
like to call, "What do I pay you for?"

We'd like to go first.

Me, me, me, me, me,
me, ready or not, here we go.

Well, if nobody
else wants to, I'll jump in.

Right.

Here we go, Alex.

Okay.

Never done this before.

All right.

Three words.

Catherine the Great.

What the back?

You dirty rat.

Wait a second.

Hold on a minute, Martin.

I'm intrigued.

Well, it's got foreign countries,
castles, good guys, bad guys,

and the really neat
part is she fucks a horse.

Oh, I like that.

But are we talking about
a Shetland pony here

or one of those enormous Clydesdale
fellows with the big furry feet?

Well, either way, you're the boss.

Yeah.

Yeah.

First you shoot me in the
back, then you stab me in the heart.

What a dirty culprit.

Hold it, hold it, hold it.

This was my idea.

I was just going to pitch that.

Really?

What a peculiar coincidence.

Hard luck, Marty.

Well, come on, come on.

I've been working on this for weeks.

Looks like I got my notes
here and all the research.

And look, look, I'll list
a possible author's look.

Look at that.

Oh, very good.

Yeah.

Well, excellent.

Here, Alex, see what you
can salvage out of that.

Thanks.

This will really help out a lot.

I had to do it.

Right.

Moving along, then.

Who's next?

The magic finger lands on you.

Okay.

All right.

Okay.

You ready?

Yeah.

Ceramics.

No.

Bad.

Is that guy scary?

The cute ones are always assholes.

I really was just
going to pitch that book.

Time to start locking your office, okay?

Thanks for everything, Gibby.

Let me down, Alex.

You are some piece of work.

Oh, thanks.

Listen, where can I get
more of these cool pens?

Listen, you arrogant little fuck.

Oh, Martin, don't be such a baby.

Business is business.

What can you do?

Listen, guys, I might
tear your limbs from limbs.

If you don't mind, I'd
like to have my notes back.

Fine.

I already have copies.

All right, all right.

Come on, you son of a bitch.

Just you and me.

Let's go.

Bye, Martin.

You're not a cheap, all-pushing swine.

He'll never get away with it, I tell you.

He'll never get away with it.

So you here to steal something else?

I got a children's book about a
weasel gets murdered in his sleep.

No.

I was just wondering if you'd like
to go to the Rangers game with me.

Why?

I don't know.

I thought it might be fun.

Yeah, right.

I'm watching guys get
hit in the teeth with pucks.

Why don't you get right to the point?

Hey, what are you doing?

Okay.

You've been here forever.

You're plugged in.

You know who's
fucking who, and you

know where to order
these really cool pens.

I could really use somebody like you.

Yeah?

Well, maybe I don't want to be used.

Really?

You didn't strike
me like somebody

you'd like to go down
with a sinking ship .

Listen, Slick, you don't know Martin.

He's no sinking ship.

He's a yacht.

He's an ocean liner.

He's a Titanic.

No, he's not the Titanic.

Whatever.

Just think about it.

That's all I'm saying.

Martin?

Dude.

How's that ceramic thing coming?

What the hell was he doing here?

Nothing.

He just wanted some white out.

Where the hell you been?

We're in trouble here.

You heard about the meeting, huh?

You believe that little punk?

Huh?

You believe what he did to me?

It's all over the building.

I'm starting to get picked up.

You're not going to be here?

No.

I'm not going to be here.

It's all over the building.

I'm starting to get petty
looks in the elevator.

You know, you're really a schmuck.

I told you something like
this was going to happen.

All right, all right, all right.

I'll deal with it.

So, what are you going to do, brainiac?

I'll have him laughing out
of the other side of his mouth.

You wait.

You'll see.

Well, if it isn't Secretarial Barbie.

Morning, Toby.

Oh, I like what you're
doing with your hair.

Makes your face look so much thinner.

What are you copying?

Oh, no.

You're not getting a look at this.

This is hot stuff.

I was just making conversation.

So, tell me, Skyler, whatever
the hell kind of name that is.

When you were prom queen, did you
ever think it ends up waiting in line to

copy other people's expense reports?

I assure you that this is
not where I intend to end up.

This may be a dream
come true for you,

but I don't plan on
doing it for very long.

Oh, really?

I assume you'll be
sleeping your way to the top.

At least that's an option open to me.

Sure.

Slut.

Excuse me.

I said, "Slut, bitch, stick, stump."

Spencer, what's going on?

Somebody's birthday?

Steve, you're gonna make you bleed.

Hey!

Hey!

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about, Skyler?

I just love a couple of times, Mike.

Toby, that's heading out of her heart.

Let them settle their differences.

Don't be, you idiots.

Hey, what's going on?

No.

You little piece of bitch.

Come on.

Oh, yeah.

All right, all right, all right.

Toby, I'm surprised at you.

She started it.

Oh, yeah.

Okay, that's it.

That's it.

The party's over.

Everybody go.

Oh.

Skyler, I apologize.

That's all right.

These things happen.

Toby, I want to see
you in my office right now.

Nice tits.

I got pool toys made of the same material.

No, it's okay.

It's okay.

Go on.

You ready for lunch?

Toby, what happened to you?

I think just a little Xeroxing mishap.

I don't get it.

What are you two laughing about?

I just had another book stolen.

And why is that good news?

Because this time it
was the Scarlet Letter.

Ah, good.

Mary Villages are assembled.

Morning, Gibby.

Morning, Mr. Fisk.

Excellent.

Time to--oh, thank you.

All right.

Let's get started then.

Who's first?

Well, I-- Oh, no.

No, no, Alex, please.

You go first.

You walked right into the trap.

I might as well spring it.

I insist.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Well, I've got this great
manuscript that's ready to go.

Fire away.

Okay.

Eighteenth century, New England.

Small-time girl gets knocked up.

Everyone thinks she's a slut.

And the big secret is the guy
who's doing her is the town priest.

Oh, and there's this
really twisted part, too.

They make her wear
this big red A for adultery.

Well, that's it, boss.

What do you think?

When will it end?

I'll tell you when.

Now!

I love it.

I love it.

It's got sex, it's got history,
it's got clergy people.

Something in there for everyone.

And you know single
mothers are very big right now?

I see Jacqueline
Smith in the miniseries.

Come on, come on, come on.

You mean a big red A?

This doesn't ring a bell with anybody?

No.

Honey?

Well, maybe I saw something
like it on Geraldo once that I remember.

Have any of you ever
taken an English course,

gone to the library, maybe
just, you know, read a book?

The Scarlet Letter!

Come on, Nathaniel
Hawthorne, the Scarlet Letter!

Come on!

Really?

Is it?

I feel so stupid.

How he's meant to read that.

I have the cliff notes
somewhere, I just-- Well.

You can't go around publishing
other people's books, now can we, Alex?

No.

No, I guess not.

But there's nothing to say.

We can't take a good story
and make it a little bit better.

Now, what say we lose
this 18th century business

and get them the hell out of New England?

Great idea, Mr. Fisk.

Nobody likes New
England, all those pilgrims.

So we move it to Athens.

No, no, Saint Tropez.

Well, maybe a whole slew of cities.

She's got a priest in every town.

Yeah, yeah, we could do that.

But it's still the Scarlet Letter.

All right, then,
if you're going to

quibble about it,
maybe it's not a letter.

Maybe it's just a pin.

Women love accessories, don't they?

Or maybe the townspeople make
her wear this fabulous red dress.

We call the book the Scarlet Dress.

I love it.

Shut up.

Alex, my friend, you've done it again.

Good job, pal.

Spirits of heaven, do not
desert me in this fateful hour.

Let not treachery prevail.

Next time I talk to him,
I'm going to have good reason.

I'm going to enjoy it.

I'm going to step on
him like he was a worm.

What the fuck is this?

My decorator calls it '80s Revival.

You like it?

Where's my stuff?

Oh, Gibby didn't tell you.

He just figured with the two big
projects I could use a little extra space

in this really cool fish tank.

Son of a bitch.

You've only been here a week.

It's been a really good week.

Toby, could you answer that, please?

Martin Tubman's closet.

It's Deborah Cashin's agent.

I'm three.

Okay.

My phone has no buttons, okay?

I don't have a three.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Hello, Bob.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

Hold on.

Toby, could you just -- never mind.

Excuse me.

Ow.

Watch it.

I got it.

Got the contract.

Take it.

Martin Tubman's closet.

Stop screaming, Eleanor.

Let's just go over the numbers.

41, 73.

Nothing over 40.

15.

50.

Now here comes the meals.

A 60,000 advance.

Okay, 62.

62, 5.

Would you shut up?

You shut up, I'm alive.

Just hang up.

Just hang up the phone, will you?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Damn it.

Astrophobia.

Walls caving in on me.

Got to get out.

Under the circumstances,
I think we're doing very well.

Very well.

Are you crazy?

Look, don't start with me.

What I need right now is some support.

I need you to be bright
and pleasant and cheery.

I need a trooper, Toby.

A trooper?

You're lucky I haven't shut the
letter opener through your eye.

Look, I know
it's difficult, but I'm

just trying to come
up with another plan.

Oh, great.

That's all we need.

We'll be working in a shoebox.

Why don't you wake up
and smell the pink slip?

You're lost.

He won.

And I wasted ten years on you.

Stand up and help.

Oh, well, if that's how you feel, go.

Please be my guest.

Just walk out that door.

I'm one if I could get to it.

All right, let's talk.

What's there to talk about?

In our last
conversation, it seemed

like you were making
some kind of offer.

I may have.

Tell me, how does Martin
feel about you being here?

Look, don't make
this any harder than it is.

What do you want from me?

Gosh, you know,
I don't think that

there's anything that
you can give me now,

but hey, thanks for stopping by.

How about Gibby's job?

What are you talking about?

I happen to have
it on good authority

that Marilyn
Whitestone is not exactly

singing "Waltzing Matilda" lately.

Keep talking.

I could get you a lunch with her.

After that, the rest is up to you.

I don't know.

I don't know if I could do that to Gibby.

I mean, he's practically my father.

But not really, so fuck him.

Set it up.

Now, here's what I want.

If this works out, you lose
the blonde and go with me.

Fire Skylon?

No, no, I couldn't do that.

Good night.

All right, move it.

If it works out.

Deal.

Deal.

Look, Alex, I -- What
are you doing here?

I was getting my white out back.

You bitch.

I deserve better than this.

I'm sorry.

It's business.

I'm coming. I'm coming.

Skylon, what are you doing here?

Who's Marilyn Whitestone?

It's a little Whitestone's widow.

She runs the company. Why?

I got you a drink.

Oh, yeah, some scotch over there.

Whatever.

I found out he's got a meeting
with her tomorrow for lunch.

Alex?

Mm-hmm.

Fuck.

See, that's it. That's it.
It's over. It's all over.

He's working with Toby, isn't he?

You believe that? Huh? After 10 years.

Fuck.

All right. All right.

If we teamed up, you and
me, we could do something.

We could stop them.

I don't think so.

I know we could, somehow.

I'm sorry, Skylon. I just -- I
don't think I could work with you.

Would it make any difference
if I told you that I want you?

Come again?

Would it make any difference
if I told you that I sit at my desk

and I think of you and
I have to touch myself?

Oh.

And then I have
dreams about you at night.

These incredibly vivid dreams.

And you're doing things to me with
your hands and your lips and your tongue.

And when I wake up, the sheets are wet.

Would that make any difference to you?

I don't think so.

Oh, well. See you tomorrow. Bye.

Moby.

Call my decorator.

What? Tell me. How did it call?

She loved me. She fucking loved me.

What's not to love?

Come Monday morning. Gibby's gone.

Yes!

What's going on here?

Tell her.

Skyler.
I really don't know how to put this.

You're out of here. You're burnt toast.

Take your pumps off, sweetheart.
It's a long walk home.

What is she talking about?

You're fired. Sorry.

You needle-dicked fuck.

I didn't need to hear that.

Ah!

It's Madeleine.

Oh. You two again.

Okay. I've had it.
Toby, pack up your things. You're fired.

Well, that saves me
the trouble of quitting.

I'm working for Alex now.

And if anyone's fired around
here, I'm afraid it's you, Martin.

What are you talking about?

Ask me.
Who the hell are you to fire anyone?

Well, actually, Gibby, I'm sure
you'll find out soon enough anyway.

As of Monday morning, I'm replacing you.

You heard me.

So I'd appreciate it if you'd get
all your shit out of my new office by

the end of today.

I'd like my decorator to get
the weekend to set things up.

Are you hemorrhaging?
What in blue hell are you talking about?

Ask Marilyn Whitestone.

Marilyn Whitestone.

I bought this company three
years ago from Lou Whitestone.

Now, what does his widow
have to say about "piss anything"?

Uh... Miss
Whitestone, you're here.

Great. Okay.
Tell them what you told me at lunch today.

Martin, did I come at a bad time?

Oh!

Oh, I don't believe you've met Judah.

My ex-wife.

How do you do?

Well, now that I've got my
job back, let's see who shall I fire.

I think it shall be you.

My best to you, Mum.

So you still want
me to call you decorator?

Judah... Don't
take it personally.

It's just business.

Fuck.

The three remarkable performances.

And two bums out on their butts.

I'll tell you.

I thought people in
mental health were

twisted, but we got
nothing on you guys.

Thank you.

Greetings, all.

So, Marty, how do you like
being back in your old digs?

Better than a sharp stick up the ass, eh?

Uh... considerably.

So, with Alex gone, you'll be
doing that "Cather in the Great" book.

Terrific.

And the Scarlet dress.

Very excited about that one.

The Scarlet dress. Right.

Gibby, you're going to be late
for your four o'clock appointment.

Oh, thank you, ma'am.

Oh, you all know Skylar, don't you?

Hello, Martin, Toby.

Oh, I believe this is yours.

My long lap.

Well, you seem nice.

Toby, no. No. Toby!

Thank you.

If you're interested in reading a copy
of the Scarlet Letter, I'm sure you

can find it at your local public library.

Good night everybody.