All language subtitles for Plan.B.2023.S03E02.1080p.WEBRip.x264-BAE_track3_[eng]

- It is a great omen to
launch our new show today.

- You guys were on fire.
- I think we did pretty well.

- What's going on? You okay?

- I found Lucy
unconscious in her bed.

- We know that you came
to the station two weeks ago,

claiming that your daughter
had been assaulted.

- What is this?
- It's nothing.

- This guy supposed to
be your boyfriend?

- Lucy refused
to identify her boyfriend,

let alone admit
that he had hurt her.

- When she started seeing
that guy, she... changed.

- Where did we go wrong?
How did we lose her?

- You could save your daughter.
If that's what you want.

This number is for an agency

that lets you go back
to the past to change it.

- Welcome to Plan B Agency.
State the reason for your trip.

- Save my daughter's life.

- Abigail Walker?

- Put me down!
What are you doing?

Lucy.

(indiscernible chatter)

You've very brave, Lulu.

You're gonna make new friends

and when daddy and I
come to pick you up,

you can tell us
all about it, okay?

(melancholic music)

- Have a good day.

- Come with me, Lucy.
Let's go have a seat.

Sit right here.

There you go.

(melancholic music continues)

(theme song)

- Lucy.

(heavy breathing)

- What's going on?

- Seriously, mom,
you're freaking us out.

Um...

you're not gonna let her
go out like that, are you?

- Too late, bun. All your
friends are already in my DMs.

- You sure you alright, mom?

Okay, bye.

(door opens and shuts)

- Stop staring, it's creepy.

Oh, my baby.

- Okay, now you're really
starting to scare me.

(inhaling deeply)

- Hey.
Do you want me to drive you?

- Don't you have to go to work?

- Oh, it's a prep day.
I can... go in later.

(intriguing music continues)

So, um...

...how are things?

- Why are you asking?

- Come on, I give you
all the independence

and freedom you want.

I just wanna know...
how you're doing.

You know, any... crushes?

Any... special someone?

- You're being so weird today.

- Well, you haven't mentioned
anyone since Lenny.

Is he still in the picture?

- That was three years ago.

Can you just focus on driving
instead of grilling me?

- Come on, it's just
a little bit of girl talk.

- You have tons of girlfriends.
Save it for them.

(sighing)

(distant car horn beeping)

- How about you?

Who have you been
hanging out with?

- Same as always.
Stella and them.

(uneasy breathing)

- Look... You know
I'm here for you, right?

If there's anything--

- If you wanna keep it that way,
maybe keep your eyes on the road

so you don't kill us both.

(sighing)

- What time do you finish?

- Same as always.
- I can pick you up at 5:00.

We can go have dinner
and maybe have a girl's night?

- I have that party
tonight, remember?

- What party?

- The one you already
said I could go to

as long as I'm home by 11:00.

- Right...
Is Stella going?

- Along with half the city.
Do you want all their names too?

- I can drive you
there if you want.

(phone dinging)

(muttering): Oh, God.

Sorry, sorry.
I know I'm supposed to be there.

- Oh, don't worry about it.
Is everything okay?

- Uh, do you want us to wait
or should we get started?

- Just dealing
with a personal thing.

(Cat): Uh-huh?

Trying on a new boyfriend
for size or...?

- Um, I'm just tied up
with something for Lu.

Is it okay if we do
that meeting over audio?

- Works for me.
- Yeah, uh...

Let's get started here.

Sure, where are we
on the whistleblower

for the Waterfront Spa?

(melancholic music continues)

(intriguing music)

(intriguing music continues)

(intriguing music continues)

(car horn blaring)

(phone ringing)

- Hey.
(Nick): Where are you?

Felix said you'd be here,
it's the semifinals.

- Semifinal for what?
- Seriously?

- Oh, my God.
His badminton. Shit--

- You forgot.
- No, no, no.

I-I can't make it, okay?
I need to go get Lucy.

- Get... Where is she?

- Um...

I'll explain later, okay?

Just-just tell Felix
congrats, okay?

- Congrats for--

(muffled booming music)

(loud hip-hop music playing)

- Wassup?
Were we being too loud?

Hey, aren't you on TV?

- Are you trying
to embarrass me?

- Wow.
Doesn't take much does it?

Not man enough to...

Are you serious?

- You shouldn't be here.
This isn't like you. Let's go.

- Get out!

- I'm Abigail, Lucy's mom.

If you ever lay a hand
on my daughter,

I will make sure
that you regret it.

- The fuck? I didn't touch her.

- If I see so much
as a mark on her,

you will have more
than the cops to worry about.

- Get the fuck outta my house.
- Tell me you understand.

- Mom!

- Fine. Then I'll leave.

- Hey. Tell me you understand.

- Get out my face, bitch!

This bitch wants you
to answer the fucking question.

- Mom!
- Are you such a tough guy?

Swinging your pencil dick.

- You better stop now.
- Acting like a big man?

- Mom! Alex!

- I said stop. You heard me
telling her stop, right?

(melancholic music)

- He didn't do anything!
She started it.

- Hey, hey, hey. Leave them--
- Why did you do that?

You provoked him!
You're out of control!

- Hey, I saw him and that
punch was meant for you.

That man is violent.

- You're the one
who's violent!

(car door opening)

(melancholic music continues)

- Where are you going?

- You always
said it was up to me

and that it was my choice.

And since you're intent
on ruining my life,

I'm moving in with Dad.

I never want to see
you again!

- Lu... Hear me out on this.

Lu, stop.

Lu.

I know it's impossible
to understand,

but I did this to protect you.

- Just leave me alone!
- Protect her from what?

She says you pushed him.

Why would you
do something like that?

- Look at my face.

To show her what
he's capable of,

so that she doesn't end up--

- She doesn't what?

- You won't understand--

- Maybe not everything,
but I want to help.

Just let me take care
of this for now.

Let's just give her space
so she can calm down

and we can talk later.

- Nick, you...

(melancholic music)

(melancholic music continues)

(heavy breathing)

(sighs)

(approaching footsteps)

- Abby?

(sighing)

I couldn't sleep. I just...

...I wanted to catch Lucy
before she left.

- I thought we agreed that
I would talk to her first.

- Lu, let me...

(door slamming shut)

- Naima, I'm sorry that you're
caught in the middle

of this family drama.

- It's strange enough
that I live beside my ex,

but when you just show up
and spend the night

without even asking, it makes
things a lot more difficult.

- Lu, please just
let me explain.

(Lucy): Just get out!
I'm not talking to you.

- Lucy... please.

- Just go...

(water running)

- Sorry.

Hey.

How are you holding up?

- I'm alright. I guess.

- Felix?

Lucy really needs us right now.

All of us.

I know things have been
tough between you two,

but she loves you
and she needs your support.

Can I count on you
to be there for her?

Can you do that for me, please?

Thank you.

And... one more thing.

I have a small
favour to ask you.

Long story short, I'm fine

and I don't wanna spend the rest
of the meeting talking about it.

- Are you sure you
don't wanna postpone, Abby?

- I mean you're kinda
stealing my thunder

with your face
looking like that.

- We can do this tomorrow.
- Nonsense.

We have a new season to launch
and I know exactly

what we're gonna do
for the season premiere.

Let us start with um,
health and wellness.

(intriguing music)

(phone beeping)

(intriguing music)

(Manny): Yeah.
And then the QR code

will prompt people
to download the app.

That's it, pretty simple.

- Okay, great,
I'll talk soon. Bye.

- Take care.
- Bye.

- She's gonna be stoked
when she finds out

I helped you hack her phone.

- Well, if she asks
just tell her I did it.

- She's never gonna believe
you're capable of that.

Why are you being
so sketchy, Mom?

- Were you able to get
into her Instagram?

- Yeah...
- How did you know her password?

- Her favourite band.

(sighs)

Look, sweetie,

if you knew what I knew,

you wouldn't have any problem
with any of this. Okay?

Lucy is going through a really
difficult time right now.

- I know, it's lasted 15 years.
- It's different this time.

You said so yourself,
she's acting strange,

you're embarrassed by the pics
she's posting online.

- What?

I never told you that.

- Yeah, but it's true, isn't it?

- I mean, yeah,

but you're not hacking
my phone too, are you?

- Like you said, I wouldn't
know how to even if I tried.

- Good morning.

- Why don't you join
us for breakfast?

- I don't wanna interfere
with Naima's aura or whatever.

(door slamming)

- Lucy?

Lu.
- What?

- We need to talk
about what happened.

- You mean that mom has
completely lost her mind

and is insane now?

- You don't talk about
your mother like that.

It's perfectly normal for her
to be worried about you.

- There's nothing normal about
the shit she pulled last night.

- Lucy, who is this guy?
- Don't turn into her, please.

Can I have some privacy?

(intriguing music)

(computer dings)

(sighing)

(heavy breathing)

(suspenseful music)

- Where are you going?

- What the hell
are you doing here?

- I'm taking you home.
We need to talk.

- And what if I don't want to?

- You know I don't
want you seeing him.

- Who says I'm seeing him?
- Then where are you going?

Oh, you wanna tell me
you're off to see Stella?

You can see that he's dangerous.

Do you even realize
what he's capable of?

- Do you realize
how unhinged you sound?

- Hey!
Don't talk to me like that.

I am your mother.
Get on, now.

- Let go!

Now look who's violent.

- Get on the scooter.

- Stop embarrassing me.

- You will put on that helmet

and you will sit your ass
on that scooter.

(indiscernible chatter)

(scooter compartment shuts)

Now.

- Hold on to me.

To me, I said.

(melancholic music continues)

You're not running off
to your father's.

What happened with Stella?

And what makes you think you
need to send photos like that

for a boy to love you?

- You went through my things?

- What other choice did I have?

- It's private.

And it's my life,
you can't just invade it!

- Whatever happened
to boundaries?

We promised
our children privacy.

- Well, not if it stops her
from killing herself.

- Jesus, Abigail, why would
you say something like that?

- Well, apart from the fact that
her friends are telling her to?

- What?

Not Stella?

- Shit.
She must've deactivated it.

- Where are you going?
- I need to talk to her.

- You can't help her when
you're agitated like that--

- Well, you would
be agitated too if--

- If what?

- Those pictures
that she posts online,

they are nothing compared to
the videos that she sends Alex.

- Okay...
- That kind of thing

could ruin her life!

And something must've
happened with Stella.

The girls are sending her
the most vile messages,

saying that she's...

a waste of space,
and a whore, and a pig,

and that she would be...

And that she would be
better off dead.

- So she's been lying
to us all summer

whenever she says
that she's with them?

- Which means that she's alone.

She needs someone to confide in
and if that person's not me,

can it be you?

- Why do you keep implying
that I can't manage things?

- I don't mean to,
but this is an emergency.

You can't put it off
until later.

If you're the one who speaks
to her, it has to be now.

- You really think that
she's a danger to herself?

- Yes.

I feel it.

(sighing)

(indiscernible chatter)

- Hey, girls.

- Hi.

- I was hoping
to talk about Lucy?

Look, I know you guys
had a falling out.

(scoffing)

- You think?

- I'm just trying
to understand what happened

and why things escalated
to such hostility.

- She didn't tell you
what she did?

- Lu was sexting Blake.

- What? Blake...

your boyfriend, Blake?

- I saw he kept liking at her
thirst traps on Instagram.

She was sending him
videos of herself.

Doing stuff for him.

- Oh, wait--

- They weren't even DMs,
they were text messages.

She wasn't even
trying to hide it.

- And when Stella confronted
her, she didn't even apologize.

What did she say again?

- "You can't steal something
that doesn't want to be stolen."

- But she didn't 'steal'
him though, right?

She's with... Alex?
- Is that his name?

She only started with him
because Blake picked me.

- Yeah, she's not
even embarrassed.

God, she's so toxic.

- But... but this is all just...

...boy stuff.

And you guys care
deeply about her.

And you would regret it if
something happened to her,

right?

- Honestly, Ms. Walker,
I really don't care.

(somber music)

(woman):
We don't want these women

to end up back on the street,

but we're not being paid

for two thirds
of the hours we work.

- We launched
the program prematurely.

We may need to reconsider--

- Oh, um, I have a meeting
with the minister, uh...

...next week.

He'll secure a discretionary
budget for us, I'm sure of it.

So please, don't put anybody
out on the street just yet.

I'll fix this.

- Okay. Well then,
let's talk next steps.

(sighing)

It's typical teenage
behaviour, you know.

They rarely open up
to their parents.

- Yeah, but she's all alone,

except for that... guy.

She completely isolated herself
from her friend group.

How can I make sure I'm the one
that she turns to when...

...when things get tough?

- Do you want me to set up

a meeting with Susan,
our psychologist?

- God, no. That was disaster.

- Oh. When did you see her?

- Abigail?

You saved her life.
You know that, right?

- I just brought you here.

I mean, the hard part,
that was you.

- She's right, Stephanie.

You're the one who
reached out for help.

You're the one
doing all the work.

- Still, thank you,

for everything and for
creating a place like this

for women like me.

- Oh.
(chuckling)

- What are you doing here?

- I had a meeting
in the neighbourhood.

- Please, leave.

- Not until you give me
five minutes of your time.

- I'm trying to work here.
- Well, I can wait.

I will have an order of the...

...the coleslaw.

(money rustling)

Thank you.

(sighing)

(melancholic music continues)

(phone buzzing)

- Hi, do you think
we can take a selfie?

- Oh, yeah, of course.

- Thank you so much.
- No problem.

- Did you get
your fill of attention?

Can you get out of here now?

- I never should've
invaded your privacy.

- Got it. Thanks.
Have a nice day.

- I just want to
talk to you, Lu.

- And I said no.
You taught me that word.

It's funny,
you can't seem to hear it.

- Come on.
Just give me one minute.

Please?

Put yourself in my shoes.

I find out that you've been
lying to me for months.

You're seeing this
new guy who's...

...a lot older than you
and God knows where you met him.

I mean... what am I
supposed to think?

- You're right.
I should've introduced you.

Somewhere between you harassing
him and calling the cops.

Would that have
been a good time?

- Are you serious about him?

- You wouldn't understand.
- What?

What wouldn't I understand?

- I'm not like you.

- Like what?

What am I like?

- Strong.

I care about this stuff.

- What stuff, honey?

- Love.

(inhaling)

- Introduce him
to me properly.

That's all I ask.

- How does that work when
I'm forbidden from seeing him?

His lawyers don't even
want him talking to me.

- If you bring him to
our house to meet me...

I will drop the charges.

(melancholic music continues)

(door opening)

(door shutting)

Hi, Alex.

Thank you for coming.

Can I... offer you
something to drink?

- A... a beer, if you got it.

- I'll have one too.

(bottles clinking)

(fridge door shutting)

- This place is sweet.

TV hosts really
rake it out, huh?

(pouring)

- Look. I think we should clear
the air

about taking responsibility

for what went down
at your party.

Okay, I'll go first.

I apologize for insulting you.
That was out of line.

- And you provoked him.

- And I provoked you.

- Like I told the cops,

I shouldn't have lost it.

But like you said,
you provoked me.

- Well, this needs to be said,
we do not tolerate violence.

Not me, not Lucy.

- I never hit anyone
in my life before that.

- So...

...what do you do for work?

- Mom.

- What? I'm trying
to get to know him.

- I got my certificate
in welding.

I do small contracts
here and there.

- Did you guys meet
on one of those apps?

Oh, I guess not,
because you need to be 18.

- We met at the restaurant.
He's a lunch regular.

- Are you from Toronto?
- Peterborough.

- When'd you move here?
- Seven years ago.

- Oh, when you were Lucy's age.

- Look, I just want you
to drop the charges, okay?

- And I just wanna get to know
my daughter's boyfriend.

- I mean, I wouldn't exactly
call myself her boyfriend, but--

- What? Why would you say that?

- Oh, I get it. It's...

It's different now.

But you do like her, right?

- Yeah, I mean...

...she's cool.

- She's beyond cool.

She's brilliant, she's funny,

a real firecracker.

- Mmh, you should meet my mom.

- Oh, and she's quick too.

- I'm almost ready mom,
I'll be two seconds.

- Okay.

- Hey.

Did I miss something?

I thought she said she was
never speaking to you again.

- Um... I just extended
an olive branch.

I agreed to take her shopping.

You know, she's 15,
it's not rocket science.

Oh, Felix, can you
come here for a second?

Hey.

I never apologized for missing
your badminton tournament.

- Oh, it's cool, mom.
Don't worry about it.

- No, it's not.

I never even congratulated
you on your win.

You're just so good
at everything.

I always know you're gonna
crush it, and that's not fair.

Should we celebrate?
Should we do dinner?

- Yeah, sure, that sounds great.
- Yeah? Pizza?

Lucy can come?

Thank you.

Ready to go?

Let's do it.

(door opening)

- That's nice.

What?
- Oh, my God.

- What, no, I said it's nice!

- You can't even
admit you hate it.

- What? I don't... hate it.

- Yes, you do.

You think it's slutty?

- Hey. I would never say that.
- Exactly.

Because then you'd have to admit

you aren't as progressive
as you pretend to be.

- I just think it looks
a bit... uncomfortable.

- You're such
an internalized misogynist.

- Lu!

Lu.

- I knew coming shopping
with you was a bad idea.

- Look.

I will never tell you
how to dress.

I just wonder sometimes
if you're doing it

not because it makes
you feel good and strong,

but because you think
that's what the boys will like.

Just like your pictures
on your Instagram.

- I'm not having this
conversation with you right now.

- I dropped the charges
against Alex two days ago.

The deal was that you
and I would talk.

- Fine. Talk your heart out.

- I heard what you did
to Stella... with Blake.

Why would you do such a thing?

She's your best friend.

- So? She learned that guys
like girls like me too.

Even if we're not
as perfect as she is.

- But... why would you think
that you're anything less

than she is?

- And how would you know that?

Let me guess.

- Hey, this happened months ago,
you never said anything to me.

You made me drop you
off on her street.

Why wouldn't you let me in on
what you were going through?

- Like you and dad
let us in on things?

When was it that you told us
why you were splitting up?

That's right. You didn't.

One minute he's moving
next-door to give you space,

and the next, Naima
was moving in there with him.

You let us figure that one
out for ourselves.

(melancholic music continues)

You can drop me off here.

(door closes)

(sighing)

(music continues)

(Manny): I'm staying out of it.

We have a budget for one of you.
One of you can go.

You decide and let me know.

- Okay.

- Okay. Abby,
can I have a word, please?

- Ooh, somebody is in trouble.

- Uh, I'm in a bit of a rush.

- Hey, what's going on?

I wouldn't do this
at work normally,

but you haven't been responding
to my texts, so...

Are you okay? Are we okay?
- Manny, I have a family, okay?

They take priority.
- Yeah, yeah...

- Yeah, we had a summer fling
and it was great,

but now we're booked to launch
a season and my family needs me.

So... something's gotta give.

- Summer fling?

- Good run.
- Yeah...

Oh, my God. This is so good.

- You're such an idiot.

(melancholic music continues)

- Are you sleeping with Alex?

- Wow, don't hold back, mom.

Don't worry, we're careful.

- What about him?

Is he careful with you?

- What? You want the details?

You didn't get your fill
reading through my DMs?

- And here we go.

(sighing)

- Can I sleep over
at Alex's tomorrow night?

- Lu...

...you're 15.

- Lots of girls
my age are allowed.

- I cannot allow you to spend
the night at a grown man's home.

No.

- I thought you trusted me.

- Look, maybe in time.
Just let me...

...get used to the idea,

but tonight
we are celebrating Felix.

- Mmh. Yeah.

Our big badminton champion
and all his little birdies.

- Tell her to stop
or I'm leaving.

- Lu.

- Seriously though, congrats.

You're so good at everything.

- Hey, so are you.

(melancholic music)

- I know it's taking
a little long today,

but keep up the energy.

Okay, now Cat turn your head
a little bit to the right.

Jill, I'm gonna ask you
for a big smile.

Abby, you're looking
a little bit tense.

Loosen up a little.

(melancholic music continues)

- Can I have my phone?

(phone ringing)

Hey, it's almost 10 o'clock,

you're supposed to
be home by now.

(Lucy): We're only halfway
through the movie.

I was thinking I'd just stay
here since it's so late.

You said it's okay.

- Uh, no, I didn't say that.

- Well, you didn't say no.

- I said maybe in time.

- Well, there's really nothing
you can do about it, so... bye.

- I'm here to pick up Lucy.

- Lucy.

- Why won't you let me stay,

what difference
does it make to you?

- Come on.

- Maybe you should
listen to your mom.

I don't want anymore trouble.

- Why do you keep treating me
like some stupid child?

You pull shit like this
and you expect me to trust you?

You expect us to be close?

(keys clinking)

- Lu, what is this?

What? Did he do that to you?

Hey.

That's it.
I'm calling the police--

- You can't, it was my fault.
- Listen to yourself.

- If you call the police,
I will walk out of here

and you'll never see me again.

(doorknob rattling)

- Okay. I won't call the police
if you don't want me to,

but Lu, please,
just tell me what happened.

Please.

- We were watching a movie

and Alex kept saying
the actress was sexy.

And I guess it upset me,

because then I said
the actor was sexy too.

I said that he looked
like his friend, Troy.

I knew it would upset him
and I said it anyway,

it's my fault.

(doorknob twisting)

(whispering): Hey.

- I only said it to hurt him.

I really am
just a waste of space.

(shaky breathing)

(sighing)

- I fucked up,
I let Lucy see Alex.

- You what?

- It was the only way that
I could get her to talk to me,

to stop lying to me,
to... to us.

Look, I was gonna
tell you, I just--

- No, no, I get it.

You saw that she was
getting closer to me

and you'd rather her
hang out with a woman-beater,

so long as it means that
she confides in you instead.

- No, Nick,
that's not what it was.

- No, I don't know
why I'm so surprised

that you would keep me out
of such an important decision

regarding our daughter.

It's been that way since...

her conception, actually.

- And do you feel closer
to her since we split up?

Did you even talk to her before
Naima moved in with you guys?

Have you even thought to ask
her why she can't stand her--

- You're more of a wedge
between us than Naima is.

- Nick, there's more...

He's violent.

- You mean with Lu?

Did he hit her?

- He grabbed her
and he pushed her.

Woah, woah, what are you doing?

- First I'm calling the police

and I'm gonna kick
the shit out of that guy.

- That would be a mistake.

- What do you mean?

- Look, okay, I admit it.
I fucked up, I was wrong.

If we press charges now,

Lu is gonna feel
betrayed and alone.

She has no friends.

She only has us. Him... and us.

And I managed to connect to her.

Finally, she's talking to me.

She's starting to trust me.

And I feel like...

If I can do this right,
maybe I can show her

that she needs to leave him
by her own choosing.

We can press charges
once she's out.

Okay, once she sees
things more clearly.

And then, me and you can go

and beat the shit
out of this guy together.

Okay, I am so scared that
she is going to hurt herself.

If we can't...

(sighing)

(alarm ringing)

(sighing)

(melancholic music)

(whispering): Hey, it's time.

(melancholic music continues)

I'll go get you
after the show okay?

I'll go get some breakfast.

- You'll talk to him for me?

- We'll see. Just sleep now.

- You got that right, Abigail.

Today, the moon is throwing
some serious shade.

It is a full on solar eclipse.

And remember, little
Miss Sunshine is a fickle one.

Don't look at me, look at me,
don't look at her, okay?

She will hurt you if you are not
wearing protective shades.

Here, have some, on me.
My treat.

- Ah, well,
they're not Prada,

but I guess they'll have to do.

- I'm just a humble
weather girl,

I'm not at a Prada salary,
did you hear that upstairs?

Oh, you did. Oh, no, I'm very
happy with my job, thank you.

(chuckling)

- Well, I'd say
it's a good omen

to launch our new season.

What about you folks at home?

Are you as hyped
for the eclipse as we are?

(suspenseful music)

(phone ringing)

(sighing)

(Lucy whimpering):
Alex, open the door.

Alex, please, I'm really sorry.

Alex, please.

We can talk about it!

- Lu?

(sobbing)

Hey, hey...

- No, I have to talk to him.

He won't see me--
- Hey, let's go home, okay?

- No... I need him to
forgive me or else, I...

- Lu, look at me,
it's gonna be okay.

Let me take you home. Okay?

(whimpering)

Come.

Come with me.

(whimpering)

Come here.

(weakly): Mom...

...I just wanna die.

(whispering): You can't, baby.

Because it would kill me too.

(melancholic music swells)

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