All language subtitles for Mr. 27

I need to be part of the club.

The line?

You cross it,
ain't no walkin' it back.

ANNOUNCER: Mayans.
All new Tuesdays at 10:00 on FX.

FX presents Mr. InBetween.

(grunts)

Don't be mad.
I got to.

Here you are, son.

Ah.

So, how long
have you been here, then?

Shit... 16 years.

Yeah? That long?

It's been a while.

Wh-Where are you living?

I'm with Ray.

He's... He fixed up his garage,

so I'm in there.

-Is it comfy?
-Yeah. Get a bit hot

and then cold sometimes.

It's... I don't think
it's insulated, but, you know...

I've got my own space.

And I get to see a bit more
of Ray-Ray's daughter.

-He's got a daughter?
-Yeah. Yeah.

Brit-Brittany.

How old is she?

Nine.

How is Ray?

Eh.

He's-he's good.

(indistinct chatter)

Brucey needs you.

What's going on?

I'm stuck.

What do you mean?

In the fucking chair.

I can't get out of it.

Don't shake
your bloody head at me.

It's not my fault.

Oh, grab his arm, will you?

Under the armpit.

On the count of three.
One, two, three.

(all grunting)

Thank fuck for that.

Thought I was gonna
die in the fucking thing.

Eh. If only.

Hey, get stuffed.

You all right?

-I'm all right, Dad.
-Steady?

Yeah.

-Okay. Thanks for coming.
-Yeah.

-I'll see you again soon, eh?
Hopefully.
-Good to...

-good to see you.
-Love you.

Yeah.
Love you.

Come on.

BILL:
See you soon.

* Keep spinning, now I just
sit back and have a few women *

* Get your ass over here
and back up the kitty *

* I'll make it rain,
make it rain... *

Need a favor, big fella.

A mate of mine...

You heard of Kate Hall?
Kate Hall.

She's a...
a journo at the Herald.

She covers their crime stuff.

She's writing a book.

Like, a-a true-crime book.

And she's looking
for stories.

Wondering if you might
want to have a chat with her.

What's in it for me?

You'd be doing me a favor.

Come on, mate,
it's an old mate's daughter.

He's done a couple
of favors for me over the years,

and it'd be good
to return the favor.

Nah.

Mate, come on.

I'm asking a favor
as a friend, here.

No.

Thanks.

You know what,
I wasn't gonna mention this,

but, um...

do you have any idea
what you put me through

with that Davros shit?

-What?
-The Davros bullshit.

You know that was my
son-in-law's brother, right?

Do you know the trouble
that shit caused me?

He tried to fucking kill me.

I know that, but I had...

My son-in-law-- he didn't
speak to me for six months.

Caused heaps of friction.
All right?

Well, it's not my fucking fault.

You asked me to sit down
with the guy, and I did.

I know you did, mate,

and I appreciate that,
but, shit...

it's not like I ask you
for heaps of favors, you know?

-Hi.
-RAY: How you going?

-I'm Kate.
-Nice to meet you.

In case you were wondering.

(both chuckle)

Uh, come through.

-Nice house.
-Thanks. Yeah.

-I like the old joints.
-Yeah, me too.

They've got more character
than new houses.

Yeah.

Uh, hey,
do you want a drink?

Do you want a beer or
a glass of water or something?

I wouldn't mind
a cup of tea.

Okay, sure.
What kind?

Have you got any Earl Grey?

Yeah, yeah.

So... where'd you grow up?

About four hours
out of Sydney.

-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah, on a farm.

Mm.
Do you mind my asking where?

No, I don't mind you asking.

Right. Um, what kind
of farm was it?

It was a dairy farm.

Well, did you have
a happy childhood?

It was all right.

Do you want to elaborate,
maybe, a bit on that?

So what's your book about?

Criminals, pretty much.

Yeah, I mean, I've, um,
interviewed a few people

so far, and it's just people
telling their stories.

Mm.

Look, I-I understand if you're
a little bit cagey about this,

and I-I totally get it.

But, um...

I just want you to know
that nothing's gonna

go in the book
unless you're happy with it.

So I just want you, you know,
just to feel comfortable

to talk to me.

All right.

Cool.

Uh, do you mind
if I, um, record?

-That's all right.
-Sure?

-Mm.
-Okay.

(clears throat)

Let's put that there.

So maybe, I don't know--
do you want to start with

about how you got into it
and your first job, maybe?

I mean, it's a job,
what do you mean?

What do you mean, job?

Well, your first, uh,
I don't know, hit, I mean...

-Who told you I do hits?
-Well, that's what

Freddy told me
that you talked...

about, that, a little bit.

I mean, sorry,
I might've misunderstood that.

I didn't realize that...

-That's just what Freddy said.
-(clears throat)

I mean, that's kind of why
I got you to... 'Cause I...

That's the sort of stuff I
want to talk about in the book.

(indistinct announcement
over P.A.)

Moist.

-Yeah, that's a good one.
-Moist.

-Mm, mm.
-That's a good one.

Yeah.
My grandmother--

-when I was a kid--
-Mm.

she used to make
this tea cake,

-Mm.
-and that was really moist.

(laughs)

She used to put cinnamon
on the top of it.

-Mm. Okay.
-Yeah. Lovely, lovely. Mm.

-Tea cake. Mm.
-Tea cake.

-Appendectomy.
-Appendectomy?

Yeah.

Appendectomy. Appendectomy.
What's that?

-You don't know
what appendectomy is?
-No.

-It's where they take
your bloody appendix out.
-They...

-take your appendix out, yeah.
-Yeah.

No, I knew that.
I knew that.

-Yeah, sure you did. Yeah.
-And...

panties.

-Panties?
-Pant... Not when you say it,

-like, when a chick says it.
Like, when she says like,
-Mm.

"Oh, take off my panties."
(panting)

Mm?

That's a good word.
Moist panties.

-Moist panties?
-Yeah.

Well, you've outdone yourself,
haven't you?

-Well, thank you very much.
-Yeah.

Put two of your favorite words
together in a sentence, yeah.

-Well, you know...
-That's pretty good.

-quite the wordsmith.
-Yeah, yeah. Yeah, you are.

-What do you reckon?
-Yeah, no, I like it.

-(music playing over speakers)
-(indistinct chatter
in distance)

Feel that.

Shit. Sharp.

Mm.

GARY: And it was
good calamari, mate.
-RAY: Mm.

-Like, fresh. Fresh as.
Not the frozen shit, you know?
-Mm.

-The shit you get
from the fishmongers.
-Mm.

But what happened was is that
when I put it in the fridge,

I've left it in the bag
that I bought it in.

Yeah.

So when I've gone to cook it,

-it's been in there for a couple
of days and I've taken it out...
-Mm. Mm.

-Fucking stunk.
-Yeah.

Just rank.

It's just gone
all through the house.

What I should've done
when I bought it--

if I was gonna leave it
in there for a couple days--

I should've tipped it out,
washed it...

-Yeah. Mm.
-thoroughly, put it
in a fresh plastic bag,

-Yeah.
-a new plastic bag,
then whacked it in the fridge.

-Mm.
-And then, you know,

probably would've had a chance

of lasting a couple more days,
you know?

But it stewed in its own juices,
in its own filth,

-you know? So...
-(chuckles) Mm.

So it went off,
and I had to chuck it out,

-and it was, like, a kilo
of the shit, which, you know,
-Mm.

-bummed me.
-Mm.

But what really bummed me

-is I was watching one of those
nature docos,
-Mm.

and they had, uh,
they had a bit on octopuses

-and... and, like,
their life cycle and shit.
-Mm.

And I didn't know this, but...

do you know how octopuses
have babies?

-Mm-mmm.
-(short chuckle)

The female octopus
gets pregnant, right?

-Obviously.
-Mm.

And she lays eggs

underneath a rock, right?

And then she guards it.

Doesn't eat, doesn't sleep,

and just moves her tentacles

-over the eggs
-Mm.

for months and months
and months, right?

And just as the eggs hatch,

you know what happens?

She dies?

-She dies.
-Mm.

-So I won't be eating
calamari anymore.
-Mm.

Calamari's squid, isn't it?

What?

No.

-Yeah.
-Hold on.

Yeah.

Calamari's squid, mate,
not octopus.

So I can eat calamari?

Go for it.

Huh.

All right, then.

How many steel-framed
buildings in history

have collapsed due to fire?

I don't know.

Three.
All on 9/11.

-Two.
-No.

Three.

You got the Twin Towers

and there was a third building.

Two were hit by a plane.
One wasn't hit by a plane.

That's Building 7-- a couple
hundred meters down the road,

and that fell a few hours later
in under five seconds.

And they say it collapsed

because it got hit from debris
from the Twin Towers,

and then it started a fire,

and that's what
caused it to fall.

A controlled demolition expert

said it was
a controlled demolition.

-Got your radio on?
-Yeah.

-All right. See you in a bit.
-All right.

Watch out for snakes.

(birds chirping)

(vehicle approaching)

(birds chirping)

(indistinct chatter)

(birds chirping)

VINNIE:
Come on, girl.

Come on, come on, now.
(clicking tongue)

(whistles)
Come on, get up.

No, leave that.
Come on, let's go.

-Come on, girl.
-(dog barks)

(barks)

Come on, girl.
(whistles)

-Round the back,
round the back, come on.
-(dog barks)

Leave that.

(dog barks)

(barks)

Vinnie!

-Vinnie!
-What?

-DAVE: Run!
-(dog barking)

-(gunfire in distance)
-Oh...

Oh, shit.

VINNIE:
Get him! Fucking get him!

(snarling)

(whimpers)

(grunts)

Hey, I'm on my way.

Fuck.

(gunfire)

Go!

Go. Go, go, go.

Fuck!

You hit?

-No, I'm good.
-How'd you go?

Eh, not too good.

Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on.

(engine starts)

Go.

RAY:
"And so Jack went outside and
started to climb the beanstalk.

"He climbed up to the sky
through the clouds

and saw a beautiful castle."

How could he climb
to the clouds?

Uh, he must've been really fit.

"So he saw the castle
and went inside."

Why did he go inside?

Well, it was
a nice-looking castle and...

-he just wanted to check it out.
-Yeah, but that's not right.

You can't just go inside other
people's castles like that.

Yeah, look, I think you might
be a bit old for this story.

-Do you want
to read something else?
-No. Keep going, I like it.

(Ray clears throat)

Okay, so, "Jack heard a voice.
'Fee-fi-fo-fum.'

"Jack ran into a cupboard to
hide just as an enormous giant

"came into the room
and sat down.

"On the table there was a hen
and a golden harp.

"'Lay,' said the giant.
The hen laid an egg.

"It was made of gold.

"'Sing,' said the giant.
The harp began to sing.

"Soon, the giant fell asleep.

"So Jack jumped
out of the cupboard.

He took the hen and the harp
and he ran for the door."

-Wait, he stole them?
-What do you mean?

Why'd he take the hen
and the harp?

-I don't know.
-But that's stealing.

Anyway, "Suddenly the harp sang,
'Help, master!'

"The giant woke up and shouted,
'Fee-fi-fo-fum.'

"Jack ran and started climbing
down the beanstalk

"and the giant chased after him,
hot on his tail.

"When Jack reached the ground,

"he looked up and he saw
the giant coming fast,

"so he grabbed an axe
from the woodpile

"and started to chop
at the beanstalk.

"After five chops, the beanstalk

crashed to the ground
and the giant was slayed."

-Slayed?
-Mm-hmm. Yeah, he killed him.

-He killed him?
-Mm-hmm.

He was chasing after him, so...

Yeah, but he stole from him.

The giant was just trying
to get back the hen,

and he murdered him.

(sighs)

Ah, I missed a page.

So, the police visited Jack
the next day

and they arrested him
for theft and murder

and he went to jail for the rest
of his life.

-The end.
-I don't like that story at all.

Yeah, well, I'm not
a big fan of it, either.

It's terrible.
The poor giant.

Well, I guess the moral
of the story is,

you know, don't, uh, steal,
don't murder,

or you'll go to jail
for the rest of your life, okay?

So don't do it.

That story sucks.

Mm.
It does.

All right.

-Night.
-Good night.

Mwah.

(grunts softly)

Mm.

You ever read
"Jack and the Beanstalk"?

It was a long time ago.
Why?

Jack was a piece of shit.

Why do you say that?

Well, he climbs
the beanstalk, right?

-Yeah.
-He goes into
the giant's castle...

-...steals a bloody harp,
-(chuckles softly)

steals the goose
that lays a golden egg.

-Yeah.
-Steals it.

Runs off.

So the giant goes after him,

trying to get back
all the shit that Jack stole.

Uh-huh.

And while he's climbing
down the beanstalk...

-(laughs)
-(chuckles): Jack chops it down

-and fucking murders him.
-(laughs)

-What a cunt.
-(laughs)

(chuckles)

* Catch a falling star
and put it in your pocket *

* Never let it fade away *

* Catch a falling star
and put it in your pocket *

* Save it for a rainy day *

* For love may come
and tap you on the shoulder *

* Some starless night *

* Just in case *

* You feel you want
to hold her *

* You'll have a pocketful
of starlight *

* Catch a falling star *

-* And put it in your pocket *
-* Catch a falling star *

-* Never let it fade away *
-* And put it in your pocket *

* Never let it fade away *

* Catch a falling star and *

-* Put it in your pocket *
-* Catch a falling star *

-* Save it for a rainy day *
-* And put it in your pocket *

* Save it for a rainy. *

Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH

You can't make people
like you,

but if people
don't respect you,

you can make 'em fear you.

-We have to talk, Angel.
-There's nothing to talk about.

-(gunshot)
-What we did was personal.

We broke the rules.

-(rock music) * Yeah *
-(gunfire)

(sirens wail)

ANNOUNCER: Mayans.

All new Tuesdays at 10:00 on FX.

-I'm cold.
-It's not cold. Just come to me.

-I'll keep you warm, I promise.
-Fine.

(woman giggling)

(woman screams)

ANNOUNCER: AHS 1984.

All new,
Wednesdays at 10:00 on FX.

WOMAN: Thank you
for joining the focus group.

I just want to say thanks
to the suits back there
for allowing us to be here.

He thinks that's
a two-way mirror.

-Dee, did you just scale up
the side of the building?
-Free soloed!

You gotta beef up security.
You know how easy it was for me
to get in that window?

What kind of people do you think
you're gonna attract with that?

Young bohemians
with no sexual boundaries.

(grunts)

ANNOUNCER: All-new Sunny.

Wednesdays at 10:00 on FXX.

(electronic music)

All you have to do
is say the first thing
that comes into your head.

-Yep.
-Politics.

Schmolitics.

-Family.
-Schmamily.

-Feminine.
-Schmeminine.

-Violence.
-Schmiolence.

-Accident.
-Schmaccident.

-Argument.
-Schmargument.
-Beef-and-black-bean.

Schmeef-and-schmack-schmean.

(electronic music)