All language subtitles for Best Friends Whenever s02e09 Working Nine to Fudge.eng

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It came! It came!
It finally came!

I got...
What are you doing?

Makin' cereal milk.

What are you
so excited about?

Check it out.
I got my permit!

You can drive?

Why am I sitting
around making cereal milk?

Let's hit
the road!

Not my drivers permit,
my work permit!

I applied for it
months ago,

and it's
finally, here.

What do you need
a job for? You have Tradeskees.

Tradeskees is
my passion.

But right now
my passion costs about 150 bucks a month,

plus my main investor
is refusing to raise my allowance.

So, I gotta
get a job.

I already have a bunch of
interviews lined up for us at the mall today.

Us? Oh!

Shelbs, I'd love to
but I don't have a work permit.

Why are you
smiling like that?

I got you something.

I don't want it.
Well, you don't know what's in it.

Yes, I do.
Not until you open it.

It's a work permit.
It's a work permit!

? I know it sounds crazy

? But time doesn't faze me

? Ever since it lost
its hold on me

? Hey, hey

? Hung out till midnight

? Missed the curfew,
that's all right

? I'm back to bed
and right on time, you'll see

? Whenever

? You need me

? I'm right there with you

? Whenever

? There's something

? You wanna redo

? The clock is ticking
but not for me

? I'm living in
a different reality

? Whenever

? Whatever

? Wherever

? I'm right there with you

? I'm right there with you

? Hey, hey ?

They say,
"Dress for the job you want."

This outfit says
I'm headed straight for the corner office.

It also says
"hand wash only",

but who's
got the time?

This outfit says
I'm only here to support my best friend.

Because
I believe in her, and I love her,

and she promised
we could go to the food court.

So, where's your
first interview?

The make-up store.

Just think,
the next time somebody yells at me to,

(MOCKINGLY)
"Buy something or leave,"

it could be you!

How does three years of
covering up pimples

not count
as job experience?

You don't wanna
work there anyway,

their guacamole
was terrible.

That's because it was
an avocado face mask.

Well, whatever it was,
it needed lime.

No problem.
I'm gonna nail the next interview.

It's at
Wild Wild Vest.

Yes, they're
vests, what else is there to know?

Wow, there's
a lot to know about vests.

Shake it off.
Those interviews were just warm-ups.

You're gonna
get the next one.

You did not
get the next one.

Or the one after that,

or the one
after that or the one after...

I know, I was there!

I got rejected
by every store in the mall.

(SIGHING)
Let's just go home.

Hey there, friends.

You look like you could
use some free fudge. Don't mind if I do.

This is
really good.

I'm getting hazelnut,

caramel,

and is that
toasted sesame?

Wow!
You really know your fudge.

You remind me
of a young Don Barnwell.

Who's Don Barnwell?

Only the fudge king
of New Hampshire.

Shelby, cut it out,
you're embarrassing me.

My name's Jordan.
I'm the owner of Fudgie Town.

I don't suppose
I could interest you in a job?

Ooh, a job?
No, no thanks.

I had a lemonade stand
when I was six, I'm kinda burned out.

But, Cyd, maybe
you know someone who does want a job?

Oh! Right, of course.

Yes, my friend Shelby
here is looking for a job

and all the other people
who have rejected her today

say she has
a lot of potential.

I'll tell you what.
I'll hire you,

if she comes with you.

Cyd, please
do this for me.

I won't get a job otherwise,
and we make a great team.

Please? Please?

Please?

Fine. I'll do it.

(SING-SONG)
Welcome to Fudgie Town.

Hey, Barry.

I have no time
for pleasantries.

Something terrible
has happened!

Did you fall
on the remote?

Yes.

Also, I'm failing
poetry class.

My teacher,
Miss Wentworth, says I lack imagination,

and emotion and I'm
"alarmingly cynical" for my age.

I prefer to think of you
as charmingly cynical for your age.

Well, your blind
devotion to me aside,

I'm getting an "F"

and this notebook full of
bad poetry proves it.

"Roses are red,
but in reality they are all the colors.

"Only the red wavelength
is reflected back to the eye.

"Fact."

Okay, so you're
failing poetry.

This is going
to ruin my grade point average.

A lifetime of hard work

flushed down
the toilet like a... Like a...

Well, like a simile
a stupid poet would use.

Well,
you definitely look like Fudgie Town employees.

Now let's see
if you can dip like Fudgie Town employees.

Working here
isn't as easy as it seems.

Really? 'Cause it seems
like you just do this.

Did I miss anything?

Wow, that was great!

I'd hate to follow that.

Shelby, you're up!

No problem!

Here we go,
I'll just, um...

Get a strawberry
here and...

(CHUCKLES) Whoops!
Slippery little sucker got away from me there.

Let me just,
uh, fish it out.

Yeah, that's gone.
That's never coming back.

Got it!

Cyd, that was amazing!

How did you know
where to look?

I don't know, it's like
the fudge told me.

Holy cacao,
she's a fudge whisperer.

Well, I've got a lot
to offer, too.

There must be
something I can do.

I have
the perfect thing.

A mop?

It'd be a real shame
to pull an artist like Cyd off of dipping duty.

Did she just make
a solar system in fudge?

So we've got Mercury,

Venus, the Moon,

Neptupiter,

and Australia.

She didn't even know
Neptupiter was a planet until I told her.

You know, I know
I wasn't the one who originally

wanted this job,
but I'm having a blast.

(SIGHING)
I've gotta admit, this is not how

I saw things going
when we took this job.

I know, right!
This doesn't even feel like work at all!

Ooh, we're out of kale.

Which doesn't sound
like a problem,

but for some reason
people love it.

Can I help you?
Do you work here?

Yes, in a very
important capacity.

So what can I get you?

How about a marshmallow?
You can't go wrong with a classic.

Have you been working
at Fudgie Town long?

Why, does it look
like I know what I'm doing?

Not really.

So, do I have to make up
a reason why I'm leaving or can I just go?

You can just go.

(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

Wait a minute,
Steve and Beau are also identical twins?

How many sets
of multiples are there

in the tiny New England
hamlet of Kipp's Harbor?

Someone should
be studying this.

Barry, are you
watching soap operas and eating nachos?

Why not, Renaldo?

I already
failed poetry.

What's the use
in trying anymore?

This is just the
inevitable next step in my decline to mediocrity.

I have good news.
(GRUNTING)

I talked
to your teacher.

You talked
to Miss Wentworth?

On the one hand,
that feels like an invasion of my privacy.

But on the other hand,
now that I'm an uninformed member

of the brainwashed masses,

I must accept that
sacrificing my privacy

is just the price I pay
for the vigilance that keeps me safe.

So what'd you find out?

She said it's not too late
to save your grade.

There's a poetry reading
at the school this afternoon.

If you go down there
and read one of your poems, you won't fail.

(SIGHING) But it has
to be a good poem.

And you've read
all of mine, they're terrible.

I'm just not
sappy enough to write this junk.

Don't worry, Barry,

there's a great poem
inside of you and we'll find it.

What do you
know about poetry?

Not much.

But that doesn't stop me
from getting published in literary journals.

Renaldo, is that you?

Sure is.
The goatee's fake.

And a comment
on the unattainable expectations

of masculinity
in a post-feminist world.

Hey, Shelby,
what are you doing?

Nothing, just, uh,

working for the man.

I mean you.
'Cause...

You the man!

I am sorry I asked.

Listen, Jordan,
I was wondering

if maybe you could
take me off of mop duty.

I'm really more of
a big idea person.

Hey, Jordan, what
do you do when the cash register is full?

Full of what?

Mostly fives and ones,
but there's a couple of twenties in here.

Whoa, that's
a lot of cash!

I'm gonna go
count this where the ladies can see.

Be right back.

Cyd, you're in charge.

Cyd's in charge?

I'm in charge?

I'm in charge?

I keep trying to say it
like a statement,

but it's coming out
as a question.

I get it, this is probably
pretty overwhelming for you,

but don't worry,
I'm here to help.

How about I run
the register or organize the display case

or something
a little more basic,

like implementing
a vertically integrated

five-tier
social media e-blitz?

I gotta help
this customer.

But it'd be really cool
if you could take out the trash.

The trash?

Man, this day really
flipped the script on us, didn't it?

I mean, here you are
in charge, asking me to take out the trash.

Never thought
that would happen.

Wait. Why wouldn't
that happen?

(CHUCKLING)
Well, you know, 'cause you're you and I'm me...

And this is me
asking you to take out the trash.

Can you handle that?

Yes. I can
handle that.

Whoa, this is heavy.

Oh, no!

Okay, Barry,
to write poetry,

you have to be in touch
with your emotions.

How do you feel?

Hmm, right now
I'm feeling...

Warm.

Warm is not an emotion.

Is itchy an emotion?

Nope!

I have no idea how
the human body works,

but I think the tube
connecting your brain

to your feelings-maker
is clogged.

All we gotta do is clear
that clog by blasting

a high-pressure stream
of emotion through your feelings pipe.

Renaldo, you're right.

You have no idea how
the human body works.

We'll start with joy.

Are you
feeling it, Barry?

Are you feeling joy?

(KITTENS MEWLING)

I feel like I'm
being used as a litterbox.

No joy, huh?

Maybe the kittens
are broken.

Let me get in there.

(CHUCKLING)

(MELLOW MUSIC
PLAYING ON TABLET)

A video about a lost dog
who travels 3,000 miles to find his boy?

Who does
sentimental garbage like this work on?

(BLUBBERING)
It's so beautiful.

It's so beautiful
I can't breathe.

(BLOWING NOSE)

This one's sure
to make you want to write a poem.

Get ready
to be overwhelmed with delight!

Bubbles?
Yeah!

They're like
fairy burps!

Come on,
let's pop some!

(POPPING)
Whoo.

(EXCLAIMING)

(BUBBLE POPS)
Ahhh! My eye!

It got in my eye!

That's it.

I can't take it anymore.

Poetry is the
dumbest thing ever!

I can't just
turn on my feelings with a lever!

(SNARLS)
I am a fiery inferno of rage right now

and I want to
extinguish it, but I don't know how.

Barry!

Your anger about poetry
was the most poetic thing I've heard all day.

You could use it
to write a poem.

Maybe.
But I have to stay mad in order to write it.

Don't worry, I got you.

Ow!
That's the stuff, Renaldo! Don't lose your resolve!

Oh, don't worry,
I could do this all day.

(GROANING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Hey, you work at
Fudgie Town, right?

Barely.

My friend's got me
on garbage duty

while she does all of
the important stuff.

I mean, she didn't even
want this job and now she's the boss.

So, you say
you're not happy working there?

Let me put it
to you this way.

I just fell
in a dumpster,

and it wasn't the lowest
point of my day.

In that case,
maybe you'd like to work for me.

Really?

Oh, but I already
work at Fudgie Town.

I should probably give
them two weeks' notice.

And then I'd love to
squeeze in a little vacay.

Can I start
in a month?

(SIGHING)
Just come with me.

Wow!
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Hey, is that
Fudgie Town?

Are you guys
spying on us?

You're not from
a rival fudge kiosk, are you?

I'm Detective Zoe Walters,
Portland police.

We have reason
to believe your boss, Jordan,

has committed burglaries
in seven malls across the state.

I... I'm sorry,
could you say that again?

I was just thinking
about how cool female detectives are.

I mean, you're
the boss, right? Mmm-hmm.

You tell these guys
what to do.

Wait, Jordan's
a criminal?

Ah, this makes
so much sense!

Why?
Have you witnessed any suspicious behavior?

Uh, yeah!
He made me mop.

Like a...
Like a criminal amount.

We believe that
your boss, Jordan, has been using Fudgie Town

as a cover so he can
rob stores in malls.

This is crazy.

I have to tell Cyd.

No, you can't
tell anyone.

If Jordan gets
tipped off that the police are here,

he'll run.
That's why we need you.

You can help us catch him.

You want me
to go undercover?

Oh, can I have a badge?
No.

Right, 'cause
I'm undercover. That's not why.

I just need
you to wear this.

This button
is a microphone.

We can hear
everything Jordan says.

You get him
to talk about robbing those malls,

and we'll swoop in
and arrest him and anybody working with him.

Whoa, wait.

My best friend
is working at Fudgie Town.

As long as
your friend doesn't incriminate herself,

she'll be fine.

Think you
can handle this?

Yes, I am totally
up for it!

When I bust him,
I'm gonna be like,

"Tell it to the fudge."

Please don't.

(SNAPPING FINGERS)

The poetry reading
has already started.

I'll tell Miss Wentworth
you're here.

I'm leaving.

What are you
talking about?

We worked so hard
on getting you in touch with your emotions,

not to mention
finding forever homes for all those kittens.

Why would you stop now?

It's one thing
to write a poem.

But performing it?

What if I sound
like an idiot?

Why? For sharing
your feelings?

You know, a wise man
once said,

"Our feelings
make us who we are."

Who said that?

This guy.

And he thinks
your feelings are worth sharing.

Thanks for believing
in me, Renaldo.

Now go save your grade
so we don't end up having to go to different colleges.

Ah, I don't think
we're going to the same college.

Not if you don't
save your grade.

Hi, everybody.

I'm sorry, I'm not really
comfortable with this.

I feel a little ridiculous.

Is that better?

Um...

No. That's way worse.

Okay, here
goes nothing.

"Ever so rare and pure,
you are out of this world.

"I appreciate our bond."

(LAUGHING)

"Light and free
you always lift me."

(MEOWING)

(LAUGHING)

(SOBBING) "Inert,

"noble,

"true..."

(WEEPING)

"Your warmth...

"Invigorating,

"captivating...

"Inflated, yet ego-less,
you are essential to life."

(SNAPPING FINGERS SLOWLY)

Barry, that was great!

And I think
we both know what it was really about.

I suppose it was
fairly obvious.

Helium,
my favorite element.

It definitely
wasn't about the simple beauty

of one friend
helping another friend find his emotions.

(SNIFFLING)

Good thing
it wasn't about that.

(VOICE TREMBLING)
'Cause then we'd both be crying.

(BOTH SOBBING)

Hey, Cyd. Where's Jordan?

Forget Jordan.
Where have you been?

I asked you
to take out the trash and you never came back.

Me? I was nowhere.

Doing nothing.

Nothing I can't
tell you about.

'Cause I would.
If I'd been doing anything. But...

I wasn't.

You weren't
doing anything? Shelby, I was slammed.

I could have
used your help. Cyd...

There she is!
My partner in crime!

No, she isn't!

(WHISPERING)
No, she isn't.

How's it going?

See for yourself.
(CASH REGISTER DINGS)

Man, we are
robbing this place!

Cyd's not! She's not
doing anything!

Are you kidding me?

I've been running
this whole operation. I'm in charge.

No, you are not.

You are not responsible
for any of this.

Why would
you say that?

Ooh, looks like it's not
just the dark chocolate that's bitter, hmm?

Look, Cyd,
you don't understand what's going on.

No, I think I do.
I only took this job so you could have a job,

and then when things
didn't go exactly the way you wanted them to,

you bailed on me.

Okay, you're right,
I did, but I...

Why would you do that?
We were supposed to be a team, remember?

Yeah, you're right.

I just thought
I would be good at this.

But I wasn't.

You were.

And I should have
been okay with that.

I should have
let you take the lead.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Let's just get
back to work.

Jordan's been talking
about branching out, hitting other malls.

I really wanna
be a part of that.

Okay, you have got
to stop saying things like that.

Look, I'm not supposed
to tell you this, but Jordan is a thief.

I'm kind of
undercover right now.

A strong, empowered
lady cop gave me this.

She bosses
dudes around. It's awesome.

Shelby, you're
talking crazy.

I'm serious!
The cops can hear everything through this.

Well, not anymore.

Now it's all
covered in fudge.

I'll get it.

Forget it, I'm
using my hands.

Almost got it.

Shelby!

Hands are one thing we
do not dip in the fudge!

Unless...

Cyd, what do you think?

Got it!
Admit it, Jordan!

You robbed those malls
and you were planning on doing the same thing here!

Rob the mall.

I would
never do that.

What is that stuff?

Those are
the things he stole!

Zoe, get out here!

Well, it's been
real nice working with you two.

Especially you, Cyd.

Shelby, less so.

Hey, wait.

ZOE: What's happening?

All we were
picking up was static.

That would
explain it.

I'm sorry.
Jordan got away.

But he doesn't have to.

What do you say?
You wanna work together?

Only if you
take the lead.

There she is!
My partner in crime!

No, I'm not.

This is Cyd Ripley
confirming I am not his partner in crime.

Zoe, you may
want to get out here.

Why are you two
acting so weird?

Hold it right there!

I think this is what
you're looking for.

I don't know
where all those things came from.

Tell it to the fudge!

I specifically said
not to say that.

She doesn't
always listen.

But I love her.
(CHUCKLES)

Tell it to the fudge!

That's so good!

What did that
Jordan guy think, did he laugh?

No, Naldo,
he did not laugh.

Because he was
being arrested.

I still can't
believe our first job was for a criminal.

I still can't believe
how good I was at working.

I can.
Next job we get,

I'll be happy
to take orders from you.

Whoa,
what do you mean, "next job"?

I just worked
a full day.

I need at least
a year off.

Shh! Would you guys
keep it down?

I'm trying to watc
Kipp's Harbor.

Steve is about to tell Kyle
that they're the same person.

Is that Steve?
Shh!

Why does that dog
have an eyepatch?

Shh!

Does Alexander know
he married a ghost?

I can't do this!
You guys are infuriating!

Oh, I am so angry
I could write a poem!

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