All language subtitles for Sullivan and Son S03E09

Hey, we got a wobbly table here, Steve.

I'm gonna need two sugar packs.

You might need a matchbook.

I've been doing this job
a little longer than you,

and if I say it's a
two-sugar-pack job,

it's a two-sugar-pack job.

Perfect.

I think you might need a matchbook, dad.

When I say it's perfect, it's perfect.

Must be the floor.

I'll run outside and put a
matchbook under the building.

Hey, Steve! Guess what this is.

You know we have a bathroom, right?

It's beer. I made it myself.

So, do you have a name for your beer?

Check it out.

"Owen's handcrafted yeast-based beverage."

O-H-Y-B, so for short, I'm calling it OHYB.

Catchy. Might be tough to market.

What are you talking about?

It rolls right off the tongue.

"Hey, make mine an OHBY."

"I'll take an OHYB."

OHYB.

Sounds a little jewy.

Honey, how about "OwenBrau"?

Now, that's catchy.

And it has a nice ring to it.

Yeah, maybe.

Hey, I love Dos Equis.

How about "Dos Owens"?

Could work.

It does come from the least
interesting man in the world.

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♪ Da da da da, da da da,
da da da, da da da, hey! ♪

Hey, what's with the suits, guys?

Is there a funeral? Did chef Boyardee die?

No, I'm the brewmeister.

The three of us are going
into business together.

- We're gonna sell my beer.
- Really?

Do you have a business plan?

Well, we borrowed suits
and picked our titles.

And due to my vast knowledge
of sales in electronics

and extended warranties,

I am the president of sales.

And since I have a truck,

I am the executive
president of transportation.

And I'm the super-ultimate
president of creative affairs.

All aboard the bullet train
to government assistance.

You ready to try an ice-cold
glass of OwenBrau?

I'm not trying it.

The last time I drank something you made,

it had windex in it.

But you did have the whitest
teeth in fourth grade.

And that's not easy when
you have Roy in your class.

I'll try your beer, Owen.

Yes!

Holy crap. It's really good.

Come on, it's Melanie. What
does she know about beer?

Are you saying that I don't know beer

just because I'm a woman?

Melanie, my dear, I'm saying
there's a lot of things

you don't know because you're a woman.

Beer just tops the list,
followed by driving,

reading a map, and calm, rational thought.

Cut it out, all right?

Melanie knows just as much
about beer as you clowns.

But if you want an expert opinion,

I would consult the
oracle with the beer belly.

I am in session.

Hmm, nice Amber color.

Fragrant hops bouquet.

It would pair nicely with a chili dog

or... dare I say it... a charcuterie plate.

You, sir, have invented one hell of a brew.

Of saying what I already said.

You just reminded me of
something I left off my list...

"doesn't know how to keep quiet
when the menfolk are talking."

Hank, you know what this reminds me of?

Old Selaney Beer.

Finest brew ever made.

Discontinued April 10, 1973.

- That was a dark day.
- Sure was.

That was a beer for real men
who lived in a tough world.

After a long day, you'd
come home to the little lady

waiting with a Swanson's hungry-man dinner

and a frosty Selaney.

Yeah, those were simpler times.

Are you all right, Melanie?

You seem upset.

I'm just tired of the
boys' club around here.

Me too.

Every time I try to offer
my opinion, they ignore me.

You have an opinion about something?

Don't let them get to you.

As far I'm concerned,

a group of guys is good for just one thing.

Oh, you don't need to
finish that thought, Carol.

We all know where it's going.

I was going to say, "to move heavy things."

Sex isn't always on my mind.

You got to give me a little credit.

Sorry. Although I don't mind

if a mover happens to peek into my box.

You know, we should all hang out more,

get out of here, have a little girl time.

Count me out.

Oh, come on, it'll be fun.

Who here is into scrapbooking?

Ugh.

Me neither.

Hate that crap.

I know. How about a spa day?

I love that idea!

Hey, I have a coupon for that!

This is really good. I
got to hand it you, Owen.

You know, Steve, since
you like the beer so much,

why don't you start selling
it at Sullivan & Son?

That's why I'm the head of sales. Boom!

Yeah, you could have OwenBrau on tap.

That would be awesome.

Hey, this could be really big for us.

We could have a big
OwenBrau banner, t-shirts.

Hey, that's a great idea.

Can't stop the boom!

- Steve, a word?
- Sure, dad.

Not a good idea, kid.

Never mix business with friendship.

But these are my best
friends we're talking about.

I want to support them.

Funny you mention support.

I once started a ladies' underwear store

with a war buddy...

you know, brassieres, girdles,

all the unmentionables, you know.

Everything was hunky-dory

until I found Charlie in the storage room

wearing a peek-a-boo nightie.

Turns out, the guy was a cross-dresser.

He was running around
the store like a maniac,

trying out all the merchandise.

Hard to sell a bra that
smells like Aqua Velva.

And that's what happens

when you go into business with friends.

You know, you could have
just led off the story

with that, but, uh, point taken.

So, when can we start selling OwenBrau?

All right, here's the thing, guys.

We've been friends forever,

and if we got into business together,

it could ruin that, so
I hope you understand.

I completely understand.

So, when are we gonna
start selling OwenBrau?

Owen, he's saying

that he doesn't want to
be in business with us.

Well, that kind of sucks.

I'm sorry, as great as OwenBrau is,

I'm gonna have to pass, all right?

Can I get you guys a beer?

No thanks, bartender. We make own.

But we're taking these,
'cause we don't make pretzels.

Uh...

Ah, this is so relaxing.

Yeah, and you know what the best part is?

No men.

Ooh. I feel like I'm on a cloud.

Did you just get a massage?

No.

I told them I saw a cockroach,

and they gave me an extra 10% off.

This is girl time. What do we talk about?

How much we value silence?

I was thinking something

a little more, I don't know, sisterhood-y.

Well, at camp, we played
this game to break the ice.

Each person tells the group

a secret no one knows about them.

That's a great idea.
Let's tell each other secrets.

You white people

always want to put your shit on the street.

Come on, it'll be fun.

We're at a bar together all the time,

but I'm sure that there's stuff
we don't know about each other.

Like what?

Fine, okay, I'll go.

In college, I had a roommate, Daphne.

We had just gotten back from lilith fair,

where we had a few zimas,

and Daphne still had
some grass in her hair.

I went to pull it out,

and the next thing you know, we're kissing.

Wow!

Good for you, honey.

Pretty wild, huh?

Snoozapalooza. Next.

This is just like "the view"... with humidity.

Hey, guys, how you doing?

What do you care, dream crusher?

Dad, I hate this. They're so bummed.

I feel like a bad friend.

I know it's tough, kid,
but they'll get over this.

You know what you don't get over?

Your war body Charlie O'Connell's man boobs

bursting out of a bustier.

Stevie! It's your favorite beer rep.

Got some posters of a
new beer we're pushing.

Would you mind hanging them up?

For you, anytime.

Got my order right here for you. All right.

Paul, can I ask you a question?

You distribute local beers, right?

Yeah, if they're good.

Well, I got this friend.

Let me guess.

He made a beer, and it's really good.

Yeah. You know what?

I hear that 10 times a day every day

from every jobless, overgrown, man-child

with two brain cells
who lives with his mom.

Paul, I'd like you to meet Owen.

Hey, guys, guys, come meet Paul.

If he's a friend of yours, forget it.

He's a local beer distributor

that might be interested in OwenBrau.

Hello, handsome Paul.

So, I hear you guys made a beer.

You got one minute.

Are you ready to taste
the best beer of your life?

Are you ready to make millions?

And since you answered
yes to both questions,

I'm gonna put you down for 5,000 cases.

Yes! Nailed it!

I'll see you later, Steve.

Paul, wait, wait. Look.

I know that they're new at this,

but I'm telling you, they got a great beer.

Now, if you walk out that door

without even tasting OwenBrau,

you're making a big mistake.

Okay, because it's Steve,
I'll give you one sip.

- Wow.
- You like it?

Yeah, that's what "wow" means.

See, it's a great product.

They just need some help
getting it off the ground.

Okay. I'll order 20 cases.

I'll give you 10 thou in seed money.

Wha?

Expect a check in the morning, Steve.

Actually, send the check to the boys.

I'm not involved.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I don't really know those guys.

I know Steve. No Steve, no money.

Well, I don't know.

Come on, man. We need this.

All right, I'm in.

Great.

I'll see you guys later.

I'm going to get business cards.

And I'm getting smart phones
for us to bark orders into!

Guys, guys, guys,
slow down, all right?

This just got real. Now, if
we're gonna take Paul's money,

we got to come up with a budget.

We have to cost our materials.

We have to come up with a business plan.

We're gonna be responsible.
No screwing around.

I don't like the new guy.

Okay, Susan. Your turn.

What's your secret?

Uh I don't
think I really have one.

Oh, yes, you do.

You know how you're upset
about turning 30 next month?

Yeah. I'm really dreading it.

Well, don't. You're already 30.

What?!

I altered your birth certificate

to make you younger

to give you an advantage at school.

I guess you got the last laugh.

My whole life is a lie?

Did you change anything
else on my birth certificate?

That's for another sauna visit.

Okay, that was some nice sharing.

I think it's Carol's turn, isn't it?

Oh, I don't keep any secrets.

My philosophy is, don't
be ashamed of anything.

Come on, Carol. There's
got to be something.

Well, there is something I've
kept secret from many years,

but it can't leave this spa.

When I had Owen,

he was born with a vestigial tail.

What?!

Yeah, it happens every now and then.

It's a genetic anomaly.

I was gonna have it removed,
but I was a single mom,

and times were tough, so that summer,

I took him down to the Jersey Shore,

and I let people touch it for a dollar.

Oh, my God. D-does he still have it?

No. We used some of the
money to have it removed.

And I bought a Scirocco. I loved that car.

There's only one person left.

Uh, don't look at me.

I can't follow a boy with a tail.

Come on. Everybody shared something.

I already shared a secret.

You did not. That was my secret.

Come on.

All right. Here's my secret.

I have a tattoo.

What?!

You don't seem like a tattoo kind of gal.

I know. I'm so innocent, right?

Come on, show it to us.

Nah, nah, nah.

Show it! Show it!

Okay, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine.

Oh. It's beautiful.

And look at that tattoo.

Is that Korean? What does it say?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, don't you dare tell them.

I wouldn't have when I was
29, but now that I'm 30...

Shut up, old lady.

It says, "I'm a material girl."

Okay, okay, okay, that's
enough time in the sauna.

The lady's sweating her balls off

you know, Steve, there
are those moments in life

you remember as a father,

like when your son is
scared of the baseball.

So you take him out to the park,

and every time you throw
him some chin music,

he hits the dirt.

But you work with him
day after day after day,

and finally, he hits that inside pitch

over the left-field
wall and wins the game,

and as a dad, you're bursting with pride!

And then there's this. Dad, I

if I said no, Paul wouldn't
have given them the money.

And who knows? The beer's good.

It might take off.

Steve!

Owen, where have you been?

We were supposed to
start brewing an hour ago.

I've been working on
something much more important.

Candy and Mandy!

The OwenBrau girls.

Ladies.

We're gonna put them on the bottle.

Well, as nice as the OwenBrau girls are,

you can't put them on the bottle

if there's nothing in the bottle.

But, Steve, you need the
bottle to put the beer in.

But without the beer... Owen,

we're not gonna have the
"chicken and the egg" debate.

Steve, let's just concentrate
on the beer business

before we spin off a poultry division.

How are you paying candy and Mandy?

Don't worry, Steve.
It's not what you think.

I took it from the seed money.

Unbelievable.

All right, let's just get
in there and make some beer.

Hey, Steve.

Who are the ladies?

Uh, Owen decided to
hire the OwenBrau girls.

Really? You spent our money on that

way to go!

Hi, I'm Ahmed

how would you two like
to fly on my private jet?

W-what's he talking about?

Ahmed took some of the seed money

and leased one one-thousandth
of a private jet.

Is that even possible?

Well, it does have restrictions.

He can only fly from Pittsburgh to Philly,

and the whole year's blacked
out except for march 18th,

as long as it doesn't fall on a Saturday.

Also, no carry-ons.

What the hell are you guys doing?

We got to pay this money
back. I tried to stop him.

Tell me you haven't done
anything crazy with the money.

No. I'm not stupid, Steve.

I have a wife and a mortgage.

Good. At least one of you is sane.

Hey, shouldn't you be at work?

I quit my job.

You guys are killing me, all right?

Let's just get to work.

Give the brewmeister some space.

The first step is always the hardest.

What's the first step?

Remembering the recipe.

Jesus Christ!

We owe this guy $10,000.

Don't worry. It's all up here.

Yeah, that makes me feel better.

Come on, Owen, focus, all right?

What... what ingredients did you use?

Okay, hops.

I remember that

because it's one of my
favorite things to do.

Owen!

A little malt extract.

Great. And then?

I'm pretty sure a handful
of I can't remember.

Why didn't you just write it down?

You don't even remember
what you had for breakfast.

Yes, I do.

Candy...

And Mandy.

Hey, ladies.

I have a secret of my own to share.

One summer, I...

unh-unh. Save it for girl time.

Are we gonna make this a regular thing?

You bet your sweet ass.

As long as I have coupons to burn.

Ooh.

Cool. Where are we going next?

Let's see.

I have 20% off carpet cleaning,
free tree-trimming estimate.

Oh! Paintball!

Well, that doesn't sound
like a sisterhood thing.

Well, it does if we all gang up on Susan.

Wait a minute. How is that female bonding?

Why don't we gang up on some guy?

Wait, you want us to go
to a paintball course,

pick out an innocent man,
separate him from his friends,

and blast him with paint-balls?

- Yeah.
- Can we call him Larry?

A Larry dumped me in high school.

Ooh, put a face to the pain.

Still feel guilty about
having Owen's tail removed.

When he had one,

I could always tell when he was happy.

Let's go kill Larry.

Kill Larry!

Kill Larry! Kill Larry!
Kill Larry! Kill Larry!

Where the hell are they going?

To kill Larry.

Kind of nice, though.

Like the old days, when bars were for men.

You know the only thing that's missing?

Old Selaney Beer.

That was good stuff.

Sure was.

And the cans had that pull top,

with the razor-sharp edge.

I'd cut myself every time.

But after the third or fourth can,

you wouldn't even notice.

You'd just bleed until you're sleepy.

Simpler times.

Simpler times.

Here it is... the second batch of OwenBrau.

Great. Have you tasted it?

I can't. I'm too close to it.

Do think you got the recipe right?

I'm too close to it!

It looks all right.

It smells all right.

What, do you want to feel it, too?

- Somebody just taste it already.
- I tasted.

Uh, we weren't expecting you.

Eh, I thought I'd come
by, check up on my beer.

Is this it?

Well, it was brewed by
Owen, so it's OwenBrau.

My new favorite beer.

Ahh.

I've got to be honest.

When I tasted this beer
the first time, it was good.

- But this time...
- Uh-oh.

It's even better.

That's great, Paul.

Congratulations, gentlemen.

OwenBrau is gonna be a huge success.

Now, it usually takes a little while

for these ventures to turn a profit,

but we are gonna be in
the black in no time.

See you guys later, all right?

Bye, Paul.

Oh, shit. Shit!

I got to get my job back.

I got a wife and a mortgage!

Here's your order, Steve.

And here's a bill for my teeth whitening.

Well, I see they've gotten
it to a nice light gray.

Yeah. The dentist says

I'm only six treatments away from tan.

Whoa, whoa, what is this charge

for 50 extra cases of beer?

Yeah, I had a little extra
beer laying around the warehouse

I had to get rid of.

Why would I buy that?

Well, I can give you 10,000 reasons why.

Sold.

See you around, Steve.

What did I say about mixing
business with friendship?

Now you're stuck with
a butt load of old beer.

Maybe next time you'll
listen to your old man.

I hear you, dad.

Now I'm stuck with 50
cases of Old Selaney Beer.

Old Selaney beer?

I'm sorry. I should have listened you.

I'll find a way to get over it.

Here's to simpler times,

when sons listened to their fathers

and only sailors had tattoos.

And women had hair where they should.

Old Selaney.

Simpler times.

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