All language subtitles for Happys.Place.S01E04.1080p.x265-ELiTE_Subtítulos01.ENG

[bell dings]
- Order up!

Are you doing inventory?

- No, I'm writing in my diary

about how much
I love canned goods.

- Don't you think it might be
better to do kitchen inventory

after the lunch rush?

- No, I'm a moron.

Of course I do,
but after lunch,

I gotta meet the upholsterer
about redoing the booths.

- How about after that?

- Ordering new glassware.

- After that?
- Liquor license renewal.

- After that?

- I don't have my list
in front of me,

but right now
I'm gonna have to add to it

slapping you upside the head.

- Hey, you know what I was
thinking about earlier?

I was thinking maybe
the tavern should start

doing Fish Fry Monday again.

- Fish Fry Monday?

Oh, my gosh.

We haven't done that since
before Daddy got sick.

- People loved it.

- Heck, I loved it.

You got that catfish skin
so crispy,

I had to keep myself
from eating everything

you guys pulled out
of the lake.

- Well, maybe
we should do it again.

What do you think?

- Bobbie, a guy's here
to measure the booths

for new fabric, and the
fabric swatches he's carrying?

Dear merciful God.

- Now?

He wasn't supposed
to be here till 2:30,

not in the middle of lunch.

- He said he's really busy
and needs to do it now.

- Busy? He's busy?

He wouldn't know
the backside of busy

if it was wearing plaid pants.

- ♪ Sometimes it feels
like a big ol' fight ♪

♪ To get through the day ♪

♪ And sleep on
through the night ♪

♪ But here
you'll find a place ♪

♪ That'll surely
lift your spirits ♪

♪ You belong
at Happy's Place ♪

- I really learned
a ton during my week

in the kitchen with Emmett.

Now I was hoping you could
teach me about bartending.

- Oh, okay.

So you wanna learn what life
is like behind the sticks, huh?

- Oh, boy.

- Behind the--
- The sticks.

You know, back here
in high ball heaven,

doing the ballet
on the bar mats.

- Yes, yes.

I want to learn how to
live life in liquor land.

- Don't say that.

That's called alcoholism.

By the way, you're not
an alcoholic, are you?

- No, absolutely not.

- Okay, good,
'cause there's nothing worse

than putting a rat
in charge of the hen house,

if you catch my drift.

- I--I do not.

- No one ever does.

- Okay, Isabella, I am in.

I will teach you
all the secrets

I have amassed in my long
career as a cocktologist.

It's gonna be hard.

I'm not gonna go easy on you

just because
we are best friends.

Or because, you know,
you own half the tavern.

- Agreed.

I'm a novice
and you're my mentor.

- Wow.

I've never been
a mentor before.

I like this feeling.

- Gabby, can I get two IPAs
and a chardonnay?

- Roger that.

Okay, now, Isabella, his order
probably sounded like gibberish

to you,
but what he's asking for

are two IPAs and a chardonnay.

- Jeez,
I hope this gets easier.

- It never does.

- All right, here's the invoice
from the upholsterer.

Please pay him
so he can buy a watch.

- Or perhaps, given his
upholstery choices, glasses.

- Hey, guys,
let me ask you something.

Has anybody ever asked
about Fish Fry Monday?

- Oh, definitely.

- All the time.

- What's Fish Fry Monday?

- Oh, Happy and Emmett
used to go out to Emmett's

fishing shack on Sundays,
and on Monday,

Emmett would fry up the catch,
and, dang, it was good.

- Well, Emmett was just asking
if we should start it back up.

- Emmett, absolutely!

If that's what Bobbie decides.

- Speaking as the tavern
accountant and not just

as someone that
loved those fish,

Monday used to be
one of our best days.

Ever since the fish fry ended,
not so much.

- It's sweet that
Emmett wants to restart

a tradition he had with Happy.

- [laughs]

Trust me, Emmett wasn't doing
it to spend time with Daddy.

Emmett was doing it because
he got paid to go fishing.

- Well, that's bull.
[bell dings]

[knock at door]

- Come in.

- Finished the kitchen
inventory for you.

Sorry?

- Thanks, but I'm gonna
have to redo this.

I have a very unique
inventory system I use.

- Okay, well, I didn't know
about that unique system.

I use the one where
you just count the cans

and then write down the number.

- That's fine.

Thank you for trying to help.

- You bet.

Hey, have you thought
any more about starting up

the fish fry on Monday?

- Yeah.
I think it's a wonderful idea.

Consider it approved.

- Great.

One other thing.

That was something
Happy and I did together,

and I'm worried it might be
difficult for me to do alone.

- [laughs]

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm just having
a little trouble with you

being all sentimental-like.

Maybe you ought to take
an emotional support cricket

in your bait pail.

- No, what I mean is,
it would actually be difficult

'cause that's a lot of fishing
for one guy to do by himself.

- Well, take somebody with you.
Anybody.

But if it's Steve,
you better get that boat

scrubbed clean as a whistle,

then scrub the whistle.

- Steve? Not his thing.

- Well, take anybody else.

Anybody you want.
- All right.

Pick you up Sunday at 10:00.

- What? Hey!

No. Whoa, me?

No, no.

I gotta be here.
I got tons of things to do.

- Oh, I think those things
can wait a day.

- No, no, no.
They--like this inventory.

I gotta redo this.

What is that, a three?

An eight?

Is that a snowman?

- I'll pick you up here
Sunday at 10:00.

Takoda is gonna cover me
in the kitchen.

Everybody else
is gonna cover you.

- You know who loves to fish?

- And I found this
other bartending video

on muddling fruits and herbs.

It's by the same guy
that did the shaking

versus stirring one.

You know, it's really good.

You should watch them.

- Yeah, I probably won't.

Um...

I already know
all of that stuff.

And I was supposed to be
the one to teach you.

It's dangerous
to learn by video.

I thought I learned
to juggle by video

until I hit my mom in the face
with a billiard ball.

Happy Mother's Day.

- Well,
I'm just excited to put some

of what I've learned online
into practice

when I fly solo today.

- Yeah, see, about that.

I'm starting to worry
that maybe

you might be rushing things
by asking

to make drinks too early.

You know, I think
there's a lot more

mentoring that I need to do.

- No, no, no, no. Come on.

This has been super easy,
and I'm a quick study.

I did four years of college
in three years.

- Well, I never went to
college, so I did it in none.

But you don't see me going
around bragging about it.

You know what? Fine.

But when you're in deep
doo-doo, pardon my French,

you may wish that you had
spent more time training.

- Well, I hope you
have fun fishing.

- Well, I won't.

Okay, so there's
my cell number.

- Which I've had for years.

- Yes.

And then there's
the plumber's number

in case the toilet does--

- That thing I asked people
not to remind me about.

- Yes.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, and there's
the police department

and the fire department.

- I like how you
use different color

highlighters for each number.

- Thank you.

- We'll be fine, Bobbie.

Everybody knows what to do.

And if not,
we can always call... FEMA.

- Yes.

- I'm so pumped.

I get to make drinks
all by myself today.

- Really? Wow.

When Gabby trained me,
she didn't let me run solo

at the bar
for almost two weeks.

- Wait, Gabby trained you?

- Yeah, when Daddy first
asked me to work here.

You know,
Gabby may march to the beat

of a different drummer.

Heck, it might not
even be a drum.

But she's a great bartender.

- Well, I've been
studying a bunch,

so I'm going to be great too.

- I agree 100%.
[laughs]

Keep an eye on her.
- Yeah.

You don't worry.

I'm gonna watch her
like a hawk.

- Great.

- Like a bartending hawk.
- Okay.

- Like a bartending hawk
whose annoying baby hawk

is about to leave the nest

because she thinks
she can bartend

'cause she's on TikTok.

- Keep an eye on her.

- I'm sure there's no need.

Gabby in a position of power--

what could possibly go wrong?

- Hey, did you get
the kitchen all set up?

- Was it you who put that extra
fire extinguisher in there?

- Oh, I've been meaning
to do that forever.

Pure coincidence.

- Emmett went through all
the lunch specials with me,

and he's waiting for you
out in the truck.

- Okay, I'm going.

I'm going.

Keep an eye on them.

[humming "Jaws" theme]

[screams]

- Will you knock it off?

- When you said
we were going fishing,

you did mean today, right?

I guess you wanted
to be ready in case

a thirsty biker gang showed up.

- Or your dad.

- I'm just gonna
check on the tavern

and make sure everything's
running smoothly,

which I doubt.

- No cell service out here.

- What?

What kind of a person
has a fishing shack

with no cell service?

- A person that likes to fish.

The tavern will survive without
you for one day, I swear.

This is your chance
to relax and enjoy life.

- Oh, yeah.

I'm in a smelly fishing shack
with a man

that talks less than
an auctioneer on his day off.

Life is good.

- I talk.

I just talk when
I got something to say.

- Well,
I got something to say.

Let's get out there
and go fishing already.

I mean, the sooner we fish,
the sooner I can

get back to the tavern
and make sure it hasn't burned

to the ground without me.

[thunder rumbling]

- Well, it looks like
we're not gonna be going

anywhere for a little bit.

I'm gonna finish these up.

Why don't you try and find
some way to entertain yourself?

- So that was
two gin and tonics?

- Mm-hmm.

- And would you like me
to muddle the limes?

- Would I like you to what?

- Trust me.

You're gonna love it.

All right, I'll be right back.

What now, Gabby?

- What did you forget to do?

- Nothing.

I even said,
"Welcome to Happy's,

where the special of the day
is always a smile,"

which I hope
you enjoyed hearing,

because I'm never
saying it again.

- [scoffs]

Okay, first of all,
people love that.

And secondly,
you didn't check their IDs.

What, was there
no video about that?

- [laughs]

Check their IDs?

They are obviously way over
legal drinking age.

- I think she's muddled.

Look, for a long time,
we have done things

around here a certain way,
and that is for a reason.

- Well, maybe that reason
is just that

you've done it that way
a long time.

- Oh, okay, and you've come up
with a better way in a week

by watching some doofus
on a phone?

- You keep making fun of these
videos, but they're great.

Hey, in fact,
while I've watched them,

I've taken some notes for you.

- Notes?

Mm-hmm.
- That's right.

I'll send them to you.
What's your email?

- OK, it's Gabby--
no, uppercase G--

at kiss-Gabby's-ass-dot-org.

- Okay, I'm done with this.
I have drinks to make.

- Can we all step over there
and have a conversation

at a respectable distance
from one another?

- Fine.

- Fun.

[thunder rumbling]

- I was just checking
to see if the rain

made the cell service better.

I heard that's a thing.

- Just like watching him
all over again.

- Him who?

- Happy.

First time I brought him
out here,

all he wanted to do was leave.

- He's a wise, wise man,
my daddy.

- Once he relaxed
a little bit, though,

it became, like,
his favorite thing to do.

Same for me.

I'll tell you,
there's nothing better, though,

than spending the day
fishing with your best friend.

- Yeah, I used to
think that, too,

about you and Daddy
being best friends.

- You used to?
What does that mean?

- Never mind.

Oh, what the heck.

I've had a few beers.

How come you didn't
go to Daddy's--

"your best friend's"--memorial?

[thunder rumbling]

Sounds like
he wants to know too.

'Cause we were all there.

Me, Gabby, Steve, Takoda,
all the regular customers.

But not you.

- Where is this coming from
all of the sudden?

- It's not all of the sudden.

I've been wanting to know this
ever since that day.

But I figured I'd wait
until we're stuck together

in an outhouse to ask.

So why'd you miss his memorial?

- I didn't.
- Horse feathers.

I looked everywhere for your
big ol' melon head, Emmett,

and you were
nowhere to be found.

- That's because I was here.

This is where I had my
memorial service for Happy.

I put on his favorite
Willie Nelson tape,

helped myself to one of the
200 beers he's got in here...

Sat in this chair
across from his chair,

where he sat all the time...

And I thought about my friend.

How much I miss him.

- I guess you do talk when
you've got something to say.

[upbeat music]

- She's been hovering
over me since we opened.

It's like I'm being stalked
by a gum-chewing drone.

- First of all...

I'm not chewing gum.

And secondly,
you were the one who

asked me to teach
you everything I know

about the world of cocktology.

- Mixology.

- Yes, I did.

But I meant stuff
I need to know,

not checking IDs of people
way older than me.

- Okay, do you know why
I would ask them for their IDs?

Because it's flattering
and it makes them

feel good about themselves,

and people who feel good
tip bigger.

- Okay, that makes sense,
I guess.

- May I interject?

I think the two things
underlying this conflict

are, first, a power unbalance.

- Uh, I think you mean
power imbalance.

- No, I mean unbalance.

Gabby got a little power,
and it made her unbalanced.

And you just now correcting me,
that's the second thing.

You think you're better
than everyone else.

- That's the dumbest thing
I've ever heard.

Okay, maybe.

But it seems like
you got extra critical

after I tried to give you
those notes.

- Isabella, I don't think how
it feels to have done something

for a really long time
and then have

somebody who has never done it

tell you that
you're doing it wrong.

- Well, that was not my
intention, so I'm innocent.

- Excellent apology.

10 out of 10.

- You know what?
You co-own the tavern,

so I guess you can do things
any way you want.

So, Mr. Sulu,
you have the conn.

- What?

- It's from "Star Trek,"
the really old TV "Star Trek."

- Finally.
[whistles]

Hey, honey.

Give me a beer, will you?

- My name is Isabella,
not honey.

- Sorry, I meant it
as a compliment.

- It isn't.

- Whoa, feisty.

- Look, I'm busy.

What kind of beer do you want?
- [chuckles]

- Hold on. I got a question.

Is it Isabella or Isa-bella?

'Cause I want to make sure
I get it right.

- Hey.

I've got a question.

Is it imbecile
or imbe-"sigh"-le?

I just wanna make sure
I get it right.

- We were--we were
just messing around.

Can I just get a beer?

- Well, can you get a beer?

I don't know.

Can imbecile get a beer?

- No, he can't.

- Oh, uh-oh.

I guess you can't get a beer.

But here's what you can get.

You can get your mangy butt
off that bar stool

and get the hell out of my bar!

Yeah.

Buh-bye now.

Bye-bye.

- That was awesome.

- Honestly, that's my
favorite part of the job.

Maybe I should make
a video about it.

- No.

Can we just forget
about the videos?

Okay, you were right.

That's not the right way to
master the art of cocktology.

I want the real deal back here
behind the sticks with me.

- Well, if you're asking me
to resume my mentorship,

it would be my pleasure.

- Yes.

Oh, and from now on, you will
be the one giving the notes.

- Hey, how about
those gin and tonics?

- Cool your jets, Grandma!

- Come on.
Just a little bit more.

Let the line out a little bit.
- Oh, would you stop it?

I know how to fish.

- Come on.
- Get up here!

- And now!

[laughter]

Ooh, yeah!

All right.

- Gut them, throw them back,
or drink them?

- Drink them.
Next round's on me.

- Oh, my gosh.

Is this the kind of shenanigans

you and Daddy used to do
up here?

- Oh, yeah.

- Well, I'm really, really glad
you convinced him to do this.

- I had to. He needed it.

He was at the tavern
all the time.

He didn't think that place
could get along without him.

Sound familiar?

- If your point is
I'm like my daddy,

I'll take that as a compliment.

- It is.

You're just like him.

Full of life.

But to be full of life,
you need to have one,

and Happy could do that,

because he had someone at the
tavern that he could rely on.

You.

- Hmm.

Do you think that's why he
brought Isabella into my life?

Did he set all that up
when he got sick

'cause he knew he wasn't gonna
be around?

- Maybe.

He's a wise, wise man.
- Mm.

Well, you know,
I wouldn't mind having

a little more free time
in my life.

Maybe I even start fishing.

[laughs]

Hells bells,
we didn't get any fish!

What are we gonna do
about Fish Fry Monday?

- Hell, relax.

Happy and I never caught
many fish out here.

We'd just buy 'em
from my buddy's store

on the way back to town.

- Oh, my gosh.

Why don't you play
some Willie for Daddy?

- ♪ Miracles appear
in the strangest of places ♪

[Willie Nelson's
"Yesterday's Wine" playing]

♪ Fancy meeting you here ♪

♪ ♪

♪ The last time I saw you
was just out of Houston ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Sit down,
let me buy you a beer ♪

- Bobbie called.

She said that they got
quite a haul out there,

so we're all set up
for fish fry tomorrow.

- She must be in some mood
after spending the whole day

fishing in the rain.

- I would have thought so,
but she kept giggling.

- It's the rain.
It's cleansing.

When it washes you clean,
you know.

- That's beautiful.
Is that Native American wisdom?

- No.

It's Stevie Nicks.

- So what do you call
this mystery shot

that you say you invented?

- How about we call it
The Mentor?

- Oh.

I like that.

both:
Cheers.