All language subtitles for Ballers (2014) - 03x09 - Crackback.STRiFE.English.C.orig.Addic7ed.com

I'm selling my company.
It's the least you could do.

IMG has put an offer out on
the table to purchase ASM.

I talked to New England this morning.

They'd rather you be emotionally
damaged than physically.

What I'm gonna tell you
is, like, top secret.

I'm not right in the head.

We need to hire the man
that helped lay the bricks

of Miami's success: Larry Csonka!

Seaford didn't buy it?

When are you gonna hear me out?

According to your test results,

you do have functioning swimmers.

They're just declining at a rapid rate.

I suggest you hop on your
pony and ride, cowboy.

Did you just...

♪ Kane is in the building, nigga... ♪

♪ Now tell me how you love it,
you know you at the top ♪

♪ When only heaven's
right above it, we on ♪

♪ 'Cause we on ♪

♪ Who else is really trying
to fuck with Hollywood Cole? ♪

♪ I'm with Marley G, bro ♪

♪ Flying Hollygrove chicks
to my Hollywood shows ♪

♪ And I wanna tell you something
that you probably should know ♪

♪ This that "Slumdog
Millionaire" Bollywood flow ♪

♪ And, uh ♪

♪ My real friends
never hearing from me ♪

♪ Fake friends write the wrong
answers on the mirror for me ♪

♪ That's why I pick and
choose, I don't get shit confused ♪

♪ Don't like my women single,
I like my chicks in twos ♪

♪ And these days all the
girls is down to roll ♪

♪ I hit the strip club and all
them bitches find the pole ♪

♪ Plus, I been sippin', so this
shit is moving kinda slow ♪

♪ Just tell my girl to tell her
friend that it's time to go ♪

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There's a ton of excitement
here in San Francisco

about what might come from
this weekend's owners' meetings.

It might be excitement
here in San Francisco,

but across the bay here in Oakland,

they're about getting ready to
burn their Oakland Raider jerseys.

Man, it's a done deal, dawg.

Once the Governor of
Nevada passed legislation,

sorry to tell Yay Area, it's a wrap.

Listen, if I'm Mark Davis,
I'm not packing my bags

until I get final approval from
the other owners and the league.

My sources have, in fact, confirmed

that Mark Davis has secured
a new barber in Las Vegas.

Hair jokes, hair jokes from bald guys.

Jealousy! Let it go...

- Hey.
- Hey.

Day after.

"It's never too late."

Yeah, I'm sorry about
the misfire last night.

I thought I had a
couple more pumps in me.

Don't worry, I'm not trying to
wring another apology out of you.

Yeah, but it was all out of passion.

And I was so in the moment.

Plus, I was fucking hammered.

Jesus, they package these things
like Russian stacking dolls.

I feel like by the time I get this open,

there's gonna be a smaller paper bag

with a smaller box and
a smaller pill inside.

Hey, you know, maybe
they make them that way

so you, uh, can reconsider.

Yeah, or maybe they
want my water to break

before I can take the damn thing.

You tense about the proposal?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, a little.

You know, um, Bossman has
the owners in his pocket,

but my pitch is airtight,
but you never know.

- It would be a big payday for you.
- Yeah.

Hey, Chloe, maybe, um...
maybe you don't take that.

What?

You never thought about having a kid?

I wasn't thinking about it right now.

Well, maybe we should.

Is this because your midlife crisis

has you suddenly wanting a child,

or is this because you
wanna have a child with me?

Feed it, change it, teach it,

love it together as a family?

- Yeah.
- Change of gate.

We have a change of gate.

Flight 729 to Dulles

will now be departing at gate 15.

Well, my flight is about to board.

Good luck in San Fran.

I hope you're more
eloquent with the owners

than you were with me.

Hey, we board in 10.

I was gonna come over and
say hi, but I don't know,

it looked like it was
getting pretty deep over here.

You okay?

I don't fucking know.

That usually means you're not.

No one knows this roster better than me.

I'll put 53 men on the field

that Dolphins fans can be proud of.

Build this team with toughness.

I intend to win football games,

and a lot of them, come September.

- Mark my words.
- What about your age?

What about your face?

What about my face?

That's what you're
gonna be asking the medic

after I slap you silly, kid.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Man, you got me all fired up and ready

to get back in the trenches
and bash some heads.

Oh, no, no, you're
too valuable upstairs.

And, by the way, thank
you for what you've done.

Oh, no, no, no, this
move was long overdue.

No, what's overdue is
the Lombardi Trophy.

Now, we need to get
out and find some guys

that can knock the snot out of people.

Yeah, sure hope I'm around for that.

Siefert's gonna go on the warpath

'cause I went over his head.

I wouldn't worry about that.

You don't know his dark
side like I know it.

Hey, look around. Do
you see Siefert here?

You took care of me, now it's
my turn to take care of you.

Dude, you gotta let the Chloe thing go.

Oh, my God,
I'm looking at "Bleacher Report."

No, you're not!

You're checking to see if
she called you or texted you.

You had your fucking
phone off airplane mode

before we even touched down.

If I were an air marshal,
I would've arrested you

for being a fucking pussy.

Wow.

- I'm worried about her.
- Bullshit!

You just put 20 people
out of work, Spence.

Right now, the only thing you need to be
worried about is nailing that proposal.

We're past the point of no return.

You can go back

to screwing up your relationship
with Chloe after, I promise.

First stop... Fairmont Hotel.

Look, you're not a bad guy.

I don't agree with this sale,

but my job is to back
you up no matter what.

So go stand tall in this
meet with the Raiders.

Okay? Focus on the endgame.

- Thank you. I'll talk to you later.
- Love you, buddy.

- Are you here for the owners' meeting?
- Yeah.

Long way from burying
quarterbacks, I'll tell you.

Man, I would kill for a clean
shot at Jay Cutler right now.

That dopey motherfucker's O-line

would part like the Red Sea.

Silver and black
would've suited you perfectly.

You think so?

Yeah, man, your style of play
was made for the Raider brand.

Next stop: Raider Nation.

Nah, I wanna take care
of us. Please come back.

I'm ready to be a dad.

Yeah, yeah, look, we don't have
to worry about that now, okay?

All right, have a good day at work.

Oh, Amber, I love you.

Let me get you a towel for that.

Did you take your medication?

Yeah.

I think it's time to
roll back your dosage.

- What you talking about?
- You just got rid of Amber.

Now you're trying to bring her back?

She sent me this
ultrasound picture from L.A.

- I started missing her.
- You barely even know this girl.

How the fuck can you
be in love with her?

I mean, I'm not in love with her,

but I do love her.

She's my baby mama.

I think these pills
are making things worse.

The shrink don't know
you got a concussion.

- Neither do the Pats.
- Well, they don't need to know.

You're signing your new
contract this afternoon.

That's today?

Yeah, the Pats are on
their way down from Boston.

What the fuck are you gonna do?

Take whatever offer they give me.

The concussion will go away eventually.

Don't pin the new attitude
on the pills either.

I know how to embrace change.

Send this to Amber.

That baby look like Dennis.

So, uh, Mark running a little late?

Well, truth is things have
gotten somewhat complicated.

Now that the governor
signed legislation,

there's been a surge
of interest in the move.

The Raiders are hot, baby.

Mark's dealing with a competing offer.

- What?!
- It's a new group that came in.

Very aggressive.

Okay, well, I've been
aggressive, too, huh?

- What the fuck is this, Tim?
- Whoa, Spence.

Come on, you know Tim's
position on foul language.

We expect you to respect
that, so ixnay the ucksfay.

Uckfay, who is it?

Can't say.

Come on, we were in
a good faith negotiation.

- It's a fluid situation.
- I was here when it mattered.

I helped you break down
walls. You should've told me.

Told you what? It
wasn't real until today.

Now they're coming in
with a boatload of cash.

Okay, we have the cash,

we have the land to build
the stadium, we have it all.

But you're not endorsed by
the league. This new group is.

The league? You trust the
goddamn... the gosh darn league?

No, but nothing gets
done without their stamp.

Shifty as they may be, they have the
power to shut this whole thing down.

Okay, then somebody should remind Mark

that they couldn't stop his dad from
taking the Raiders to L.A. in '82.

Mark isn't Al. He's
taking a new approach.

And these are much different times.

Yeah, a man's word once meant something.

You're still in the running.

You have a great package
with powerful partners.

And Mark looks forward to
hearing your enhanced proposal.

- We all do.
- Enhanced proposal?

What the fuck...
what the ucksay does that mean?

You gotta step it up. Try
giving us a fresh approach.

Can I come in?

Grab me that box.

You do somersaults coming down the hall?

Could've sworn I felt
the building shaking.

I'd probably blow out
my knee if I tried.

You played the game well, Charles.

Made all the right moves,

waited for the best time
to strike, then took it.

Hey, man,

I just wanted to get the best coach.

It was never my intention
for them to let you go.

One of these days, you're gonna
have to recognize you're a killer.

Only way to survive the front office.

Ain't no joy in this for me.

I wouldn't even be standing
here if it weren't for you.

You're a quick study.

Look, come on, don't throw
away your favorite mug.

A fan waited at the gate to
give that to me on my first day.

To remind me what to strive for.

We make it back to the
playoffs and I'm out the door.

Just doesn't seem right.

You should keep it for
when they bump you up.

Yeah, right.

I'm sure I'm at the
top of their shortlist

with only one year under
my belt as an assistant.

You're more than that, Charles.

A coach and GM gotta work as one.

Now they hired Csonka, you're the
natural choice to take my place.

You have an exceptional
ability to evaluate talent.

Picking out the stars and
the bottom guys isn't hard.

But finding those guys in the middle,

that's how you earn your keep.

- Guess it's just instinct.
- It's conviction.

Same as I had in you.

Goodbye, Charles.

Yo, you and Spence
hitting the town tonight?

This time, don't leave my ass, dawg.

You take too long getting
your makeup on or something.

Oh, that's how it is now?

Trust me, you wanted
to be left last year.

First time I ever stole a car.

- You stole a car?
- Damn!

Man, you're lucky you didn't go.

Your black ass would still be in jail.

Yeah, you know that,
brother, especially right now.

You should've seen Spencer. Oh, my gosh!

He was like a donkey at a Tijuana
donkey show... out of control.

You know, I thought that
thing was like Sasquatch.

You know, a total urban legend.

Excuse me, guys.

- Hey, how'd it go?
- Well, the shit just hit the fan

and it splattered all
over our fucking deal.

- Don't fuck with me.
- I'm not.

That evil bitch Candace just
endorsed a competing offer.

What? She's been trying to
keep the team out of Vegas.

Well, it turns out it's
not Vegas she hates.

Well, she was totally fair with me.

It's 'cause she was totally
faking when you met with her.

Yeah, well, it wouldn't be the
first time a woman faked it with me.

I'll see you when you get here, okay?

All right.

- Mr. Krutel.
- Yeah.

Good to see you.

Glad to see Vernon's
staying off the pipe.

You guys are finally being productive.

- All right.
- Excuse me.

Yeah, uh, thank you for
knocking down Vern's suspension.

- That was very nice.
- It's the right thing to do.

I guess I'm not such
an evil bitch after all.

Wha... what?

I never called you an... that.

Hmm, I'm sure Spencer has
tried to spin it that way.

- We've had our differences.
- That's just business.

He has always referred to
you with the utmost respect,

- as have I.
- I'm sure.

Mm-hmm. So, uh, what
you got cooking here?

I'm not much of a cook,

but I can dial for
takeout with the best.

I don't know.

I think you're a pretty good cook.

Yeah, stealthy.

You've been whipping up a
Vegas stew for a few weeks, huh?

Oh, I'm just watching Roger's back.

No skin in the game.

Yeah, guess so.

Guess so.

Evil bitch.

You should've told me sooner.

Ricky would've freaked the fuck
out, man! He swore me to secrecy.

Yeah, but four months after
the season is not a good sign!

I know that, and the fact that he's
hiding it means that he knows it, too.

Could be chronic this
late in his career.

Yeah, and pair that
with the bipolar shit...

I think he should retire while
he's still got all his marbles.

You thought he'd freak out for you
telling me about the concussion?

You wait till you see what he
does if you tell him to retire.

Might be more receptive than you think.

You can kick that boy
in the nuts right now

and get a thank you out of him.

- Your boy's gone soft.
- Man, what are you, four?

Put the fucking ice cream cone down.

Fuck you, Dennis. This is my snack!

Then eat it out a bowl like a man.

Don't tell me how to eat. I
don't tell you how to eat...

I can't talk to you seriously...

Look, I'ma need y'all to
clear the hell outta here.

Can't have y'all arguing
about ice cream cones and shit

while I'm handling business.

Tell him.

Hey, son, uh, we need to talk.

- You told him.
- I had to, man!

I haven't slept right
since you found out.

You sleep 14 hours a day.

Yeah, but it hasn't been as restful.

Man, look, this is serious.

Look, I got a bunch of friends

who are struggling with the
dementia and the depression

for getting their bell rung.

My bell is fine.

Dave Duerson, a friend of mine,

you know, I saw what
the game did to the man.

He shot himself in the chest

with his Man of the Year
award sitting right next to him

and a note that said he
wanted his brain studied.

All I'm saying, Ricky,
is get medical help.

Then after you heal, then
decide if you wanna play on.

Sh...

There's a lot of folks don't like to
see what life's like for the have-nots.

You know, I used to be a have-not.

That don't seem to be the case anymore.

Hey, don't let this tie fool you.

- What's your name?
- Melvin. Melvin Graham.

Melvin Graham, Spencer Strasmore.

- It's good to meet you.
- Likewise.

- Where you from?
- Just three blocks east.

- You a Raiders fan?
- Runs in the blood.

You gonna be sad to see 'em go?

You know, it's hard to say.

I mean, they dipped once before,

but like a good woman, they came back.

Just gonna hurt a little
more now that they're ballin'

and Beast Mode is back.

You drive exclusively for the team?

20-plus years.

Started when they got back from L.A.

I used to drive for Al.

Now I drive whoever needs driving.

Best gig I ever had.

Guess how many kids I got.

- One? Two, tops.
- Eight.

Not to mention six grandkids
with two more on the way.

Wow! Putting in that work, Melvin.

They're a pain in my ass, too.

Those little bastards are
worth every cent, though.

You know, you should try it sometime.

- How do you know I haven't?
- The way you talking,

ain't no chance in
west hell you got kids.

How am I talking?

Like ain't nothing more important in life

than your job.

Siefert's playoff record was abysmal.

He wasn't exactly helped
by his scouting staff.

Eh, Siefert hired those scouts.

- Touché.
- What would you do with them?

You know, I'd clean house.

A lot of talent to be found out there.

Definitely allocate some
more money to the department.

Right now, we're at
about 3 million per year,

which is less than 2% than
we spend on the players.

Hey, listen, the reason
I asked you down here...

...we are not gonna let you go.

I want you to stay on
in the number two spot.

- Oh, okay.
- Yep.

We just need to find your new boss.

Charles Greane is here
for the organization.

Well, hold down the fort.

Something comes up, run
it by Csonka or myself.

We're gonna move fast on this hire.

Just... just one last thing.

Won't the new GM wanna
bring on his own number two?

Well, that's up to him.

I can't make any promises there.

Last time I saw this much white hair,

I was watching the History channel.

Heyo!

Okay, well, listen, why
don't you stop being a hater

and go out here, find
your, uh, trophy wife?

Oh, okay.

Hello.

Well, congratulations, Spencer.

You're at the top of the heap.

- Not yet.
- Mmm.

So, Candace, tell me,

which one of these assholes
do I have to take out?

I'm not sure what you mean.

Well, what I mean is
I had a very solid deal

that, um, everybody was on board with

until you came in and endorsed

a dark horse in the 11th hour.

They brought us a complete package,

invited us into the process,

showed the respect we deserve.

Ah.

You still think I took a
shot at you on Glazer's show

all those years ago, don't you?

Spencer, it is so sad

how you dismiss my
opinions and brush me off.

Candace, I would've done and said
the same thing if you were a man.

Well, I'm not a man.

And that's more threatening
to you than anything.

Though, I'm sure if we were fucking,

I'd be permitted a point of view.

You think I'm coming on to you
'cause I mentioned us fucking.

Hey, no, okay?

Just because you deal
with football players

doesn't mean that you have me pegged.

It's written all over your face.

God damn, Candace, what is your problem?

I mean, jee... hello.

- Table's yours.
- Thank you.

I mean, come on, I'm not
running around, abusing women.

I'm not grabbing anybody by the pussy.

I was born in football,

and... and the culture is the culture.

Some rise above it, some don't.

I'd like to think that I have,
but I still make mistakes.

You working for the league
doesn't help matters.

Candace,

if I have done anything to offend you,

I apologize.

Okay, I accept.

Great!

Thank you.

Now will you tell me who's
in on the competing offer?

No.

Just like a woman.

Spencer, this deal is far bigger

than you or your views
on the fairer sex.

Take a look around this room, Spencer.

Now, which one of us

is different from the others, hmm?

You simply don't belong here.

And neither do you.

You're right.

That's why we should merge the bids.

The new group assumes majority
of the financial responsibility

while yours takes a back seat,
but still benefits in the end.

Everyone profits, and your boss Anderson

doesn't need to sacrifice
ASM to get what he wants.

- He already has.
- Well, there's still time to pivot.

Join with the other investors, Spencer.

You can't win.

They won't let you.

Belichick wanted to come,
but he's stuck in Nantucket.

Yeah, well, he wouldn't leave 'Sconset
in the summer to sign J.J. Watt.

Appreciate you coming down.

Guess you want a first look

to make sure I ain't speaking in tongues

and smearing feces on the wall, huh?

Brady does it all the time.

That wouldn't keep us from
putting you on the field.

We got a two-year deal, 20 million total,

10 per year, 16 guaranteed.

Just need you to sign here.

It's a big moment.

Soak it in.

Okay, just go ahead and sign, Rick.

- Ricky?
- I have a concussion.

No, he doesn't. That's
the bipolar talking.

- Take it back.
- I've had it for months.

A private doctor diagnosed me,

and, honestly, I haven't told
anybody, including my agent.

- Sorry, J.
- Are you serious?

- So, you're not bipolar?
- No, I'm that, too.

But I'm taking the medication.

So, bipolar with a concussion.
That's uncharted territory.

Look, I really appreciate
you being up front with us.

Well, it'd be good for me
to see the team doc, right?

I wanna get proper medical attention.

I'm not trying to rush on the field.

Absolutely. Why don't I step outside?

I'll make that phone call right now.

Sounds good.

Why didn't you tell me
this earlier, Ricky?

I was afraid.

- Now I'm at peace with it.
- Good.

I just wanna get back on...

Is he taking off?

Yeah.

That'd be a good guess.

Hey, I gotta tell you something,
Mel, you weren't shittin'.

This is the best barbecue
I've ever had, brother.

Yeah? You sure you ain't
been to some better place

off the South of France
you might've forgot about?

Do I look like
I go to fucking France, huh?

Is the place always jumping like this?

Hey, man, Friday
night special... a sure bet.

The only other time is when
the Raiders are playing.

- This place go crazy.
- Ah.

Do you think this place
gonna survive the move?

Well, you know, I mean,
the move's not official.

You know, anything could happen, right?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- I put my hard-earned money

- on Spencer Strasmore many times...
- Come on, brother.

...and the man always
came through for me.

Let me tell you something, that
was on the football field, though.

This corporate shit
is a different beast.

Different beast. I don't know.

But you know what? No offense, man,

but, you know, I hope you and your deal

fall flat on your ass.

I mean, the team shouldn't
be going anywhere.

And if they do, those rich motherfuckers

should be paying for
that shit themselves.

Hey, if we lose, a deal still gets made.

Right? The team still leaves

and the stadium still gets built.

So it may as well stay in
the hands of friends, right?

Oh, so you're saying we're friends now?

- Hey.
- Well, you just make sure my new friend

keeps a piece of his soul.

- Amen to that.
- Amen.

Hey, baby.

I heard they fired Siefert.

Everybody at the hospital
was talking about it.

Yeah.

Well, that's what you wanted.

I thought it was what I wanted,

but now that he's gone, it's so strange.

Oh, baby, but he was
treating you like shit.

It wasn't all bad.

Oh, baby.

I never see you drink coffee at night.

I guess you got a lot of work to do?

- Oh!
- Whoo!

You need some ice?

So, baby, I'm thinking
about resigning from my job.

What do you think about that?

Well, I think most
people have another job

before they quit their job.

Yeah, but there's just no way
the new GM will keep me on.

In his eyes, I'll
always be Siefert's boy.

It's just that if I quit now, I
control my own destiny, you know?

I won't be nobody's pawn.

Okay.

We'll make it work.

I was trying to write
my resignation letter,

but I... I just couldn't
figure out where to start

or how to start, what to say.

Ah, I got something to say.

"Dear Ungrateful Motherfuckers..."

If I lose consciousness,

just make sure to check
my pulse, all right?

You just make sure you
crack a window back there.

I don't need you hotboxing my ride.

I'll take you back to the hotel now.

You're gonna need your rest
for the big day tomorrow.

Takes a lot of energy to crush
the heart of an entire city.

You all right?

Let's make one more stop.

You boys sure y'all wanna get out here?

Yeah, we're good, Melvin.

You know it's not Sunday, right?

I know exactly what day
of the week it is, Melvin.

- You sure about that?
- Yes, Melvin.

There's no need to worry about
your new white friend, Joe,

and your half-black, half...
what the fuck are you, again?

Half-go-fuck-yourself.

We're good.

Go home to your family, Melvin.

How the hell you gonna
even get in there?

Where there's a will, Melvin...

We're gonna fly, Melvin!

We're gonna fly.

Used to be pretty good at this.

Watch how it's done.

Crazy motherfuckers.

Jesus, look at this place.

It has its hidden charms.

Oh, yeah, like the ancient septic system

carrying human waste into the breezeway?

Like history.

Hello, Wayne. You ready for tomorrow?

That depends, Spencer.

Are you ready to lay down your
weapons and join a new team?

A super team?

- Not a chance in hell.
- That's a damn shame to hear.

I'm going with the other
guys, the competing offer.

I guess I'll see you at the showdown.

What?

He bolted on us.

We're on our own.

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