All language subtitles for Sullivan and Son S03E02

You guys ever seen
Cirque du Soleil?

Isn't that the show
with the acrobats

and the contortionists
and stuff?

Yeah, there's a show
just like it

coming to Atlantic City,
except for this one's all girls

and it's topless!

There's a girl that can pedal
a unicycle with her breasts.

I love breasts!

I love unicycles!

We've got to go see this.
Let's go.

Road trip to Atlantic city.
Who's in?

- I'm in.
- I'm in.

I can't remember the last time

we spent a weekend together
outside of Pittsburgh.

Me neither.
That'd be awesome.

Actually it was
freshman year of high school.

We had to go to Ohio

to take Owen to get
those corrective shoes.

Thanks again, guys. Now I walk
like all the other boys.

This trip
is gonna cost 300 bucks.

I don't have $300.

Hey, Roy,
can I borrow it from you?

I was gonna borrow it from you.

You guys don't have 300 bucks?
You're grown men.

Losers!

Hey, mom, can I get an advance
on my allowance?

Big request from Mr. Forgets
to erase his browser history.

How about we put all
our money together.

What do we got?

- Nobody has a bill?
- Man, this is sad.

Yeah, you don't even
have enough

to get me to show
you my breasts.

Hey, Steve.
Can you come?

Oh, I'd love to, but I...
I got so much going on here.

You know, responsibilities.

Oh, wait.
You don't know.

Hi, could I get you something.

I can't believe
I'm in Sullivan & son.

We get that a lot.

I'm Ellen...
Frank's wife.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

I-I wish I was here
on a happier occasion.

I... I have
some sad news.

Frank died.

I'm sorry to hear that.
That's terrible.

Who the hell is Frank?

I want to buy everyone a round
of shots in Frank's honor.

Oh. Uh, to Frank!

To Frank!

He loved this place,
and he felt so close to you all.

He used to say that you were
like a second family.

Well, that's the way
we felt about him.

Anybody?

The guy was
probably in here one time.

He came in here almost
every night for 10 years.

Wait a minute.
I know who it is.

It's that bald guy
who wears the big red jacket.

Swing and a miss!

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Come on. Somebody's
got to know this Frank guy.

Yeah.
How about you, Carol?

You sure you don't know him?

Well, you'd think
I would know him, right?

I mean, he meets
all of my criteria.

He's a guy,
and he's been in this bar.

Frank.

Frank Sinatra.

Frankie Valli.

Frankie Muniz.
Frankie Muniz?

The kid actor?

Well, I went
to his birthday party.

I forgot to bring a present.

He was an animal.

No Webster, but hey.

Here's to a great man.

To Frank.

To Frank!

Mm.

Is there a... a certain place
that he loved to sit

that I could take a picture of?

Yes. Yes.

He loved sitting
in this general area.

Should I tell her?

No! Steve, the poor woman's
already in enough pain.

Only a monster would tell her.

I'll tell her right now.

Stop being such a nice guy.

Yes, it's going to hurt her.
It's going to be awkward.

But you just have to rip
the band-aid off. Really?

You start with one little lie

because you don't want to
hurt anybody's feelings,

and it always comes back
to bite you in the ass.

You're right, mom.
That's the way to go.

Uh, Ellen,

there's something
I need to tell you.

I know. It's Frank's bar tab.
I got it.

He was a very successful
businessman,

and he left me very well off.

So just tell me
what he owed you.

$9,000.

No problem.
I'll write a check.

What are you doing?

I'm helping her, Steve.

This is how
rich people grieve...

They write checks.

What happened
to ripping off the band-aid.

We'll rip it off
as soon as the check clears.

Mom, I'm not doing this.

I can't take your check.

Frank was very special to us,

so, uh, we'll take care
of his bar tab.

Oh, that's so sweet of you.

Well, at least let me take care
of his friends' bar tab.

How much do they owe?
$9,000.

Oh. Okay.

E-Ellen, we all
appreciate the gesture,

but, uh,
I-I'm just not comfortable

taking money from you.

I can see why Frank loved this
place, especially you, Jimmy.

Well, actually my name...

"Jimmy this, Jimmy that,"
so many stories.

You meant the world
to him, Jimmy.

That's embarrassing.

I've been calling him Steve
for years.

You are so soft!

Like a little
puffy jelly doughnut.

You've been like this
since you were a kid.

Oh, oh, great.

We're revisiting
childhood memories?

Should I lock myself
in a hot car

while you get your nails done?

There was water
in the sippy cup.

You know, I was thinking.

Frank had so many happy memories
here at Sullivan & son.

It would mean the world to me

if we could have
his memorial service here.

H-how much would
that be?

$9,000.

Again, it would be our honor
to have it here, free of charge.

Oh, thanks, Jimmy.

You know, Frank is looking down
on us right now and smiling.

You owe me 9,000 bucks, Jimmy.

It's driving me crazy

that we can't figure out
who this Frank guy was.

I know. We're here every night.
We would have met him.

I got it. I got it.

Frank was the fat guy
with the black glasses.

Yep, that's it.

Stri-I-I-ke two!

We've got to get
to Atlantic city.

15 girls do a human pyramid.

And they're topless!

Hey, Ellen.
What's all this?

Jimmy, you have been
so kind to me.

I wanted to thank you somehow.

So I thought you could use
two flat-screen tvs.

Think of it as a gift
from me and Frank.

Well, that's completely
not necessary,

but, uh...
But thank you.

And... thank you.

We sell these at the store.

This is 3 grand right there.

This lady's got real money. You
thinking what I'm thinking?

Build a space ship
out of the boxes.

No, she's loaded, and she wants

to do nice stuff
for Frank's friends.

So maybe if we can show her
how close we were to Frank,

she'll pay for us
to go to Atlantic City.

Whoa-ho. Broke out
the old kilt, huh, Hank?

Yep. Weddings and funerals...
It's my go-to attire.

I'm itching a little bit,
though.

Oh, that's the wool
in the kilt.

No, no, no, no.
I man-scaped.

There were 50 shades of gray
on the bathroom floor.

I'm gonna make Atlantic City
happen right now.

Mm-hmm.
Hi, I'm Owen.

Frank used to call me
"oh-ee," "oh-man,"

"oh-ster," "oh-dog,"
anything that started with "o".

That dude
was oh-mazing.

He was.

I never knew my father.

Oh.
It's sad. I know.

I always saw Frank
as the dad I never had.

That's so wonderful.

Can I hold daddy one more time?

What's that dad?

You want us
to scatter your ashes

all over Atlantic city?

I mean, I guess I could.

What's going on?

I'm scraping the labels

off this Mexican champagne
I bought in bulk.

I'm going to slap
on a fancy label

and sell her the good stuff.

I don't want her
to see "two-peso pepe."

Uh, hi. I'm Roy,
Frank's black friend.

Oh, nice to meet you.

Yeah, we used to hang out,
me and him.

They called us
cookies and cream.

Oh, that's really nice.
Yeah.

We'd be at the bar enjoying
our beers... responsibly...

And he talked about
all the places he had traveled.

Of course, I couldn't partake
in that conversation,

being a black man
of limited means.

So he promised that he would
show me the world...

Pis, Morocco, Atlantic city.

You've got plenty of time.

Did I mention
I have lupus? O.

I still can't figure
out who this Frank is?

It's becoming unnerving.

Ye, and we're getting to that
age where people from group

are starting to get fitted
for angel wings.

We've got to live every moment
like it was the last.

Hank, is this one of your
"get drunk and kiss me" moments?

- You enjoyed it the last time.
- Oh, Hank.

That wasn't me.

Well, then, who did I kiss?

Me.

And you never called, you dick.

You know,
something occurred to me.

You guys werso close with Frank.

How about... and I'm not sure
where I'm getting this idea...

That you take our private jet
and go to Atlantic City?

You're the coolest widow ever.

I have never been
on a private jet.

And you know why?

Because you can't rap

and you have a relationship
with your father.

Stay in a fancy hotel,
go see a show,

I'll even give you some money
for gambling.

We can't tell you how much
this means to us.

W-we're gonna sit here

and reflect on just how
special Frank was.

Thank you.

I'll be back in an hour.

Yeah!
Yes!

Has anyone figured out
who Frank was?

I think I've got it.

I think it was that guy
with the blotchy skin

who was too fat
for his clothes,

always sweating,
zero personality.

It's eczema.

My name is Howard.

And I'm fat because
of the prednisone I take

because I have cancer.

So I'm sorry if I'm not
the belle of the ball!

What a colossal asshole.

You know, I'll bet Frank's widow
will pay for us

to bring a date
to Atlantic City.

You got to get one first.

Way ahead of you.

Check it out...
Single female at 2:00.

He'll be throwing up
in her mouth at 2:02.

Hi. I'm Ahmed.

What brings you
to Sullivan & son?

That was faster than normal.

Well, nice talking to you.

No, no.

No, it's okay. Ha!
I'm fine.

My name is Lilly.

I'm here for the memorial.

- Nice to meet you.
- Yeah.

She stopped crying.

For Ahmed, that's like
getting to second base.

She let him sit down.

For Ahmed,
that's like getting laid.

I lost a very dear friend.

His name was Frank.
Did you know him?

Well, he bought me
a couple shots once.

Oh.
How did you know him?

We had
a 10-year affair.

We were using this place
as our cover.

He told his wife
he was coming here,

but he was actually with me.

So you're single?
Too soon.

Of course.

Guess what Frank was doing

for those 10 years
he told his wife he was here?

He was banging her.

I'm starting to really like
this Frank fella.

I can't help but feel insulted.

I mean, I'm a sexy,
attractive woman.

Frank could have picked me.

Why did he have to choose her?

Because Frank was never here.

I wasn't looking for an answer.

That's it.

A widow and a mistress
in the same room...

There's no way we're having
this memorial here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let's not be hasty.

This lady wants to fly us

on a private jet
to Atlantic City.

Steve, we don't have much
in our lives.

For God sake,
don't take that away from us.

It's not your call, Steve.

This is bigger than you now.

You take my jet and my boobs,

there's room for two
in that urn.

I don't care.

I should have listened to my mom
from the very beginning.

I'm telling Frank's wife
the truth.

No, you're not!

I've got that widow
spending a fortune.

This is the biggest party
we've ever had.

You think this is
a moneymaking opportunity?

Hello!

Do you remember what is written
on my grandmother's headstone?

"Ride those suckers
for all they're worth."

It rhymes in Korean.

You want to know
what's on my grandfather's?

What?

Nothing.

We sold his body
for a new roof.

But I feel horrible.
She should know the truth.

It's too late for the truth.

All you're going to do
is cause her pain.

I remember when your sister
was a little girl.

She looked at me
with big sad eyes and asked,

"do you love me
as much as Steve?"

Children don't want to know
that their parents

have a favorite,
so you lie to them.

You say, "yes, Susan.
I love you just as much."

Is she gone?

- Yes, mom.
- Good.

I was running out of ways
to sugarcoat it.

What should I do, dad?

Well, the way I see it,
on the one hand,

your friends are counting
on this trip to Atlantic City.

And on the other hand,
in order for them to get it,

you got to not tell
a grieving widow the truth.

Good luck.
My shift is over.

Uh, Ellen.

So... we should
probably get started.

Yes, we should.
Thank you, Jimmy.

Very wise decision, Jimmy.

Uh, everyone, if you want to
please take your seats.

This is the bill
for the memorial.

You'll notice there's no charge
next to the pretzels.

Our way of saying
"sorry for your loss."

All right, well, take the card.

Whatever it costs, uh,
this one's unlimited.

I accept the challenge.

Thank you all for coming.

You know, Frank had a name
he used to call this place,

and I think we all know it.

So let's look to the heavens
and say it together.

One, two, three...

Yes. Sully's.

Well, I could go on and on
about Frank,

but I would like someone here
to say a few words.

In some ways, he knew Frank
better than I did.

His best friend, Jimmy.

She's talking to you.

Thanks for doing this.

I know that whatever
you're gonna say

is gonna mean a lot
to everybody.

Well, I'm sure.

Oh, and remember to tell
about the fishing story.

The fishing story?

Yeah, when you went fishing.

You know, with the clown
and the goat and the Vespa.

That was hilarious.

Tell it.

Welcome, everyone,

to the celebration
of the life of Frank...

Frank.

We all knew him as Frank.

Frank was a great guy.

He was always smiling, shining,

knowing you could always
count on him...

For sure.

In good times, in bad times,

he'll be on our side
forever more.

That's what friends are for.

Isn't that the aids song?

You know, there are so many
great stories about Frank.

I just don't know
which one to tell.

So why don't we all
just take a moment

and remember
our favorite Frank story?

Mine's the fishing story!
Tell it!

You tell it!

Yes, Jimmy!
You must go on!

We all want to hear
the fishing story.

What are you doing?
Tell the damn story!

There is no fishing story!

There never was a fishing story
because I didn't know Frank.

No one in this bar knew Frank.

The whole thing was a lie

so he could use the bar
as a cover for his affair.

What?

An affair?

With me.

Awkward.

Ellen, I should have been honest
with you from the beginning,

but I was trying to spare
your feelings because...

Because my mom wanted
to sell you Mexican champagne

and my friends wanted
a free trip out of you.

So I went along for the ride.

Why would you do that?

Because I'm a nice guy.

I'm starting to think
that you're a sociopath, Jimmy.

My name is Steve.
And a little schizophrenic.

- So you're the other woman?
- Yeah.

So every night
when he said he was here,

- he was actually with you?
- Yeah.

- It's nice to meet you!
- yeah?

Yeah.

I'm sorry
you had to find out like this.

Oh, don't be.
Oh.

Frank and I
drifted apart years ago.

The physical attraction
was gone,

and I felt guilty about it.

Oh. So, thank you for giving him
so many years of happiness.

You're welcome.

Oh, sorry. That was
just a knee-jerk reaction.

Well, I was gonna send these
liars to Atlantic City.

- But why don't you and I go?
Or maybe Europe? - Okay.

Well, do you have anything
going on for the next month?

Not since Frank died.

Let's get out of this shit hole.
Yeah.

Uh, wait. I think
you're forgetting something.

What am I supposed to do
with Frank?

We need a new tip jar.

You know what? That guy
didn't even deserve a memorial.

He was a scumbag cheater.

Yeah, can you imagine lying
to your wife for 10 years?

I mean, it's one thing

if you get drunk
and have a one-night stand.

- That's a different story.
- What are you talking about?

A one-night stand
is still cheating.

I said "a drunken
one-night stand."

There's just a big difference

between a 10-year lie
and one little mistake.

You don't put a penis
in a woman's vagina by mistake.

Oh, this is just too easy.
I'm walking away.

It's just these things
are not always clear-cut.

Yes, it is.

There's no difference
between a 10-year affair,

a one-night stand,
or kissing somebody else

when you're in a relationship.

It's all the same.
It's all cheating.

Next thing
you're gonna tell me is

that looking at somebody else
is cheating.

It is if it lasts
more than three seconds.

You're insecure.

What?

Just because I'm a girl,
I'm insecure?

Give me a break.

Where are you going?

To serve a drink.

You coming back?

Hey, I'm, uh, sorry I screwed up
your trip to Atlantic city.

It's okay, Steve.

It wouldn't have been a real
guys' weekend without you.

Yeah, besides,
this isn't so bad.

We get to spend
the weekend together here

and watch these big tvs.

Hey, guys.
Who wants to go to Mars?

You did the worst thing
a son could do to a mother.

You cost me money.

If your great-uncle

who we sold
for a pair of Air Jordans

was still alive,
he would tell me to disown you.

I know.
You were right.

If I just
ripped the band-aid off

like you told me, none of this
would have happened.

I'm always right.

And you need
to stop being so soft.

I know. And I'm gonna
start right now.

I'm looking at nursing homes
for you and dad.

Oh, my God!

You are?

Y-y-you're waiting
for us to die?

You're going to lock us away
in an old folks' home?

- Oh, God. Mom, I'm sorry...
- Sucker.