All language subtitles for Superstore s06e03_English

- Some of you must be thinking,

"Wow, our manager
sure looks different today."

It's a little joke
because, you know,

I'm taking over for Amy, and--

oh, Jonah, I'm sorry.

- It's fine.
You can say her name.

I'm aware she still exists.

- Okay, well, um,

I promised Jerusha

that I would not let the job
stress me out this time around.

So instead of me
leading the meeting,

why don't we all
lead the meeting together?

- Cool, that seems much better
than you just giving us

the information we need
to do our jobs.

- Okay, Garrett,
just park the snark, okay?

Who's got an announcement?

- Oh, I got one.

I saw a picture
of my great-grandmother

from the 1930s,

and I realized, "Whoa.

That's my type."

- Well, that's...something.

Mm-hmm?

- Last night,
Jerry fed a granola bar

to one of Tony's sharks.

- Whoa, what happened?

- Nothing.

- Cool.

- Okay, Glenn, how about--
hit us with one of yours.

You know, a classic
manager announcement

for the fans.

- Yeah, okay.
All right.

We need someone to replace me
as floor supervisor.

So if you're interested,
let me know,

'cause, you know,
it can lead to bigger things.

Just look at Amy...
[stammers]

Jonah.
- It's fine, seriously.

- No, no.

It's my first meeting,

and already,
I'm upsetting everyone.

And now I'm stressed,

and I promised Jerusha
that, if this should happen,

I would remove myself
from the situation.

- Twice.

They made him
the manager twice.

[upbeat music]

♪

- [exhales] I'm so glad
we're repainting your office.

Okay, which do you
like better:

Seawater or Dusty Mint?

- Oh, um...

well, they're both
so different.

You know what?
Why don't you pick?

You know, in fact,

maybe I'll start
leaning on you to make

some executive decisions
around here.

You know, anything to help out
with the old stress.

- Executive decisions.

Yes, I guess I could see myself

calling some of the shots
around here.

Sort of like the Evita
to your Juan Perón.

Patti LuPone version,
obviously, not Madonna.

- Oh, oh, oh.
Uh-huh.

So what do you think
about the paint?

- Seawater.
Dusty Mint is garbage.

- Yeah, yeah.

I mean,
Dusty Mint stinks.

Get out of here.
You stink.

[chuckles]

- That was Seawater.

- Oh.

Well, tell your friend.

- Hey, excuse me?

- Oh, hey,
you're Sandra's child.

- Tony.
We met before.

- Of course, man.

She shows me pictures
of you all the time.

Congratulations on being
a part of clean plate club.

- Thanks, bro.

So, um, can you unlock
that case for me?

- Yeah, totally.

Um, I just need to get a key.

Tony is in the store,

and he would like me
to open up the condom case.

- Jerry and I knew
this day would come.

- Yes, ever since you
very recently adopted him.

- Well, I guess it's good
that he's being safe.

You can open it.
- Okay.

- And actually,

maybe you could

talk to him about
sex and stuff.

- Yeah, no,
I'm not gonna do that.

- Oh, please, Garrett?

I just wanna make sure
he's really ready

and he's doing it
for the right reasons.

You know how teenage boys
don't wanna talk to their moms,

and Jerry tried,
but he's so sexually specific.

- Look, I'll open the case
'cause that's my job,

but that's it.

And by specific
do you mean anatomically?

You know what?
I don't wanna know.

- Oh, hey, uh, Glenn?

- Hmm?

- I've been thinking about it,

and I wanna apply
for the floor supervisor job.

- Oh, Jonah, that's wonderful.

- Yeah, yeah, I just figured
I have some time on my hands.

You know, why not
throw myself into work?

- Oh.
- Right.

Right, right, right.

Try to pick up the pieces
of your shattered life.

It's worth a try.
- Yeah.

- I was gonna say,

just because
I'm not moving to California

doesn't mean I can't
move forward with my life.

- You as floor supervisor.

I mean, I guess
you are a functioning adult,

unlike the last guy.

No offense, Glenn.
- [laughs sarcastically]

Yeah, watch out.

I'm gonna zing you back.

Yeah, yeah.

Okay, here comes the heater.

Um...

we'll do it later.

- Right, so anyway,
I was just gonna say,

I have a bunch of great ideas.

Like, for instance,

what if we gave walkie-talkies
to all the zone captains

so we don't have to hike
all over the store?

- Oh, that's interesting.
- Right?

Yeah, and to be honest,
there are a lot of policies

that could be updated
or changed altogether.

- Or we could not change

any of the carefully
thought out policies

I've been honing
for the past decade.

Also,
we only have eight walkies,

and I need four backups.

- Right, but we could
just buy more walkies.

- Oh, the DX49Ls?

They discontinued them
seven years ago.

- Yeah.
- Good luck, buddy.

[laughing] This guy.

"Can we just order
more DX49Ls?"

It's like, "Good luck, buddy.

They were discontinued
seven years ago."

- Yeah, well, anyway,
obviously,

that idea was a little
too out of the box, but...

- Yeah.
- But I'm just saying,

it couldn't hurt to shake
things up a little bit here.

- Okay.

- Anyway, just wanted to let
you know that I am interested.

- Great.
- Noted.

- Yeah.
- Thank you.

- Well, there's one thing
off my plate.

- No way.

I don't want a floor supervisor

who's gonna be
constantly contradicting us,

poking holes
in our perfect system.

Just leave it with me.
I'll find someone else.

- No, we've got Jonah.

Dina, you are--um.

- Oh, is the zinger coming?

- You broke my rhythm, so...

your loss.

- So Jonah wants to be
the new floor supervisor.

- Oh, cool.

- Yeah, I guess I just hoped
that someone else would

throw their hat
in the ring, you know?

Someone chill.

Someone who isn't a white male
that reeks of privilege.

- Yeah, but it's hard,
though, right?

'Cause of, like,
systemic stuff.

- Mm, true that, true that.

I just feel like there
has to be a better choice.

Someone who's
been here forever.

Someone who's style
is always on point.

- Hmm.

Oh, how about Brett?
His new boots are dope.

- Nope, no, no.

I think it has to
be a woman--

of color, who is also...

young.

- Oh, hey.
You know what?

Maybe I should apply.

- Yes, Cheyenne.

I was laying it on
pretty thick.

- Thank you, bro.

- Yeah, man.
No problem.

- Yo, so are any of these,
like, reusable?

- Reusable?
Uh, no.

- Oh.

- [sighs]

Hey, uh, if you have
any questions about this stuff,

I'm happy to talk
to you about it--

or not.

- Actually, yeah, I've got
a buttload of questions.

- That's a lot.

- She's got a ton
of experience,

she did Cloud 9 Academy,

and she'll do
whatever we ask of her

without bringing her own
creative take to everything.

- I know,
but Jonah is so smart.

He'll say stuff like,
"Here's the thing,"

and, boy, do I buckle up
for the thing.

- I get that, but, look,
we can get Cheyenne now, okay?

Do you order the hamburger

when there's a steak
on the menu?

- Sometimes,

'cause of the cutting.

- Okay, listen.

ultimately, it is your call,

and if you choose
Jonah over Cheyenne

and crush her--

because she views you
as a father figure--

so be it.

- [stammers wordlessly]

We're having an election.

Both Jonah and Cheyenne
wanna be floor supervisor.

So we're gonna
let the people decide.

- The people?

Glenn, the people are idiots.

[people grumbling]

Well, don't look
at me like that.

You know.

- Yeah.

- I'm not just gonna be
assigning shifts.

I wanna be here for you guys.
I wanna listen, you know?

What do you guys wanna see
in the store?

- Well, I make these cat toys
out of tampon applicators,

and I was thinking
about selling them here.

- Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Yeah, yeah.
I hear you.

You know, and it's
these kind of dialogues--

- Damn, he's good.

- Oh, he's just campaigning.
You could do that.

Just play politics.

Say good things about yourself.
Say bad things about Jonah.

Make some promises.

- Yeah,
but if I promise things,

won't I have to do those things
once I'm elected?

- God, no.
- Why not?

- No one knows.
You just don't.

America rules.

- Their stuff is nice.

Our stuff, disgusting.

So be a gentleman.
Go with the lights out.

- Cool.

What if you're
watching a movie?

Do you turn it off?

- Mm, you can keep watching it.

You just wanna make sure
it's not a really sad movie.

You know, you don't wanna
be going at it,

and then, all of a sudden,

Macaulay Culkin gets stung
by a bunch of bees and dies.

- I don't know who that is,
but okay.

- Mm, oh, and also,

afterwards,
you can call her an Uber,

but wait until she asks.

- My girlfriend
rides a skateboard.

- Oh, dope.

Even better.

So anything else?

- Um...

how do you know
if you're in love?

- [chuckles]

Well, how much time
do you have?

- School starts
at 8:00 tomorrow.

- Cool.

I think that's enough time.

Let's get into it.

- Oh, just a heads-up:
Carol asked for the day off,

but she didn't really have
a good reason.

So I used
my executive authority

and said no.

- Oh...okay.

Hey, listen,
when I said I wanted help,

you know, making decisions,

I meant smaller decisions.

- Glenn, if you're gonna
lean on me, lean on me.

You're way too busy to be
wasting your time with Carol.

- Yeah, well,
I guess I am busy.

- Yeah, I told her you're
not even up for talking

'cause you just had
a big fight with Jerusha.

- A fight with Jerusha?

We never fight.

We swallow our anger,

and then it comes out later

as quiet burps
while we're driving.

- You take away my break,
and I'll run you over

with your stupid hybrid car!

- Cheyenne, did you tell people

I was gonna take away
their breaks?

- Yeah, Dina told me
if I said that to people,

they wouldn't vote for you.

Plus my friend K-Fai
works at Olive Garden...

[loudly]
And if I'm elected,

she's gonna bring us
free breadsticks.

Oh, and also,

I promise to get
the best scientists

to work really hard
on a COVID vaccine.

- What?

Oh, come on, that's--

there is no way
she can do that--

the vaccine thing.

The breadsticks part, maybe.
I don't know.

- I just wanna say
I fully endorse Jonah.

- Thank you, Marcus.

- He's my best friend,

and if he loses this
like he lost Amy,

he's gonna drive off
a frickin' bridge.

- No, no.

You should vote for us

based on things
we can actually do.

Like, Nia, you're new here.

Is there anything
you've noticed

that we could do differently?

- I like the breadsticks thing.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

- Okay.

Well, then I will
also get you breadsticks.

- Yeah!
- Yes!

- That's my boy!

Better luck next time, bridge.

- So I talked to Tony.

- You did?
Aww, thanks, Garrett.

- Yeah, no problem.
You know, he's a good kid.

You know,
it was actually really cute.

He asked how he would know
when he's in love.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
That must have been tough.

- Why would you say that?

- Just seemed like you
were more of a hookup guy,

not really a love guy.

So, you know,

might've been hard
to know what to say.

- [chuckles]
Come on, seriously?

I've been in love before.

- Oh, no.

I mean, like,
with a real woman.

Not, like, with "Tomb Raider."

- No, real women.

- Okay.

My mistake.

- I have.
- Okay.

- It's true.

- O--
- Don't say okay.

- Mm-hmm.

- [quietly] Come on.

- ♪ You say
you'll never be mine ♪

- [sniffs]

- ♪ Darling,
there'll come a time ♪

♪ I'll taste all the love
that you been-- ♪

- Hey! Didn't realize
you were a fellow boob man.

Nice.

- Yeah, why didn't you tell us
you were bonkers for honkers?

- I'm sorry.
Are you guys talking to me?

- Dina and Cheyenne sent out
the photo of you at Hooters.

- Found it on Facebook.

Here, I'll put it
on the screen for you.

[people chuckle and murmur]

- What is--is this
supposed the be a scandal?

That five or six years ago,
I went to a restaurant?

- No, the scandal is

that Mr. Feminist
can't even eat a chicken wing

without being around
half-naked women.

- I was only there because it
was a friend's birthday party.

And they made us
pose with them.

And they're not half-naked.

They're wearing shorts
and a T-shirt.

- Ah, too much clothing
for this horndog.

- Yeah, and if Jonah is lying
about being a feminist,

we can't trust him
about anything.

- Good point.
Doesn't she raise a good point?

- Guys, come on.
This is ridiculous.

This has nothing to do with--
I'm a feminist, okay?

And I don't even like wings.
I ordered the caprese salad.

- Hooters had a caprese salad
on the menu?

- They made it special for me.

- Come on, man.
- Ew.

- Oh, wow.
Do you hear yourself?

- The worst part of the story.

- Hey, Glenn.
- Hmm?

- You holding up, okay?
- Yeah, sure am.

I mean, as good as I can be,

you know,
after the fight with Jerusha.

- Mm-hmm.

- Yep, she said
some bathroom words.

- Oh.

- She threw
a mustard jar at me.

It left a bruise...

on my thigh.

So you can't see it--

I mean, unless, you know,

we were to go swimming,

but it'll be gone
by pool season.

So, you know, you won't even
be able to see it then,

but it will have been there
in the past,

which is now.

- Jerusha. What a bitch.

- Uh-huh.

- Hey, Glenn.
- Hm?

- You remember
when I dated that girl Alex

that worked here?

- Uh, oh, yeah, of course.

- Can you please tell Sandra
that we were in love

and not just hooking up?

I mean, we hung out
all the time.

Remember?
- Oh--oh, yeah, yeah.

You guys were joined at the hip
for a while, there.

- Thank you.
- Became a problem though

'cause he was also seeing
Candace from pharmacy.

- Okay, we don't need
to get into that.

- So you were in love,

but you were also
dating someone else.

- Yes, and then Alex found out
about Candace,

and then they refused to work
the same shifts together.

I'm getting stressed
just talking about it.

I'm gonna go call Jerusha.

[gasps]

Don't tell Carol.

And if she asks,

you saw my thigh bruise,

and it was hideous.

All thanks to Mateo.

- Garrett,
this isn't a big deal.

You got plenty of time
to find love.

You're only what, 32?

- I'm 40.

- Oh.

Well...okay.

Huh.

Okay.
[sighs]

- I don't see what
the big deal is here, okay?

Those girls have it great.

They get to eat wings
and wear shorts.

I would give Jonah
a lap dance in a second

if I got that gig.

- The problem
is that Hooters promotes

a misogynistic belief system
that women are sex objects

whose primary function is
to literally serve men, so...

- Yeah, and don't
make owls pervy.

- Yeah.

- No, you know what this is?

This is cancel culture
run amok.

You guys can't cancel Jonah for
something he did six years ago.

- Okay, but what if
he murdered an entire family

and danced with their entrails
six years ago?

Could we cancel him for that?

- Well, have his views evolved
since doing that?

- Okay, look, guys, let's not
make this about cancel culture.

- Come on, man.
Help me help you.

- Mateo just tried to fire me.

- She gave someone
a rewards discount

when they didn't have
a Cloud 9 card.

- He's been yelling at people
all day like he runs the store.

He is not allowed
to fire me, is he?

- Actually, I am.

Glenn gave me
ultimate executive power.

Right, Glenn?

- Well, it's true
I gave him some authority--

- See?
You're fired.

Oh, and you're not allowed
to shop here anymore.

- [gasps]
- Too awkward.

- [gasps]

- I mean, Hooters
isn't even the best one.

It's the most mainstream, sure,
but there's Tilted Kilt;

there's Twin Peaks.

- Mm, my friend Dave
has this underground spot

in his backyard

that's sort of a riff
on the same concept.

- Oh, that's cool.
- Yeah.

- Okay, how is any of this
relevant to deciding

who should be floor supervisor?

We should be talking about
actual issues.

- Ooh, yeah, like a debate.

- Yes, exactly.
Let's debate.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
We don't need to do that, okay?

- Yeah, personally,
I'd rather keep talking

about boobs--I mean,
if that's okay with the group.

- No.

- Why shouldn't we
have a debate?

- Well, I just feel like
your strength in your candidacy

lies in your charisma
as opposed to your...

ideas.

- Oh, so you think Jonah
has better ideas than I do?

- No!
No, I don't think that.

I just think
that your ideas are best

when they come from...

me.

- Oh, is that why you wanted me
to be floor supervisor?

So you can just
tell me what to do?

- So your buddy's yard--
is it a full menu or tapas?

- Just so you know,

I would be a great
floor supervisor, okay?

I've been here forever,
I get along with everybody,

and I know who's boned who
and who can't work together.

And I do have good ideas.

For instance, I think we should
stagger our shift start times

so we're not all
clocking in at once.

And at checkout,

we should have go-back carts
for each department.

And every zone captain
should have a walkie-talkie.

- I actually said the same--

never mind.

I respect women.

I don't interrupt them.

- Honestly,

people shouldn't vote for me

just because Jonah's some
boob-crazed white guy, okay?

People should vote for me

because I would be
[bleep] awesome.

[all murmuring]
- Wow, that's pretty good.

- [chuckling] Yeah.
- Well said.

Except--just, I'm not crazed,
you know?

Boobs are not even
the first thing that I notice.

- What is?

- [stammers]
Personality.

- This guy.

- What?

- Hey.

- Oh, hey.

- Listen, I was wrong to assume
you would just be my puppet.

I think sometimes
I still see you

as that teenager that started
working here part time,

turning our regular apples
into bongs,

but now I see
that you have turned

into a very strong,
independent person.

- Well, thank you, Dina.

- And that's why I can
no longer support you.

I'm backing Marcus now.

Vote Marcus, everybody!

Cheyenne put cameras
in the bathrooms!

- What?
Dina!

- Seriously,
I'm so proud of you.

She just told me!

She watches everybody
number two!

- No, I don't.

- So I saw you gave Justine
another chance.

Not thrilled you went
against my wishes,

but I think
we can make it work.

She owes us everything now.
- Uh-huh.

Oh, you don't need
to count these.

We should just give it
to Cheyenne.

She's my best friend
in the store.

It just makes sense for us
to run things together.

- Wha--nuh-uh!

No way, José.

I'm sorry.

I don't know
if that's offensive, but...

no more executive
decision making for you.

You've gone power mad.

- [chuckles]
You don't mean that.

You need me.

- As an assistant.

So starting tomorrow, you will
do what I tell you to do

and only when I
tell you to do it.

- Glenn, I don't think
that's a good--

- No, no, unless
I specifically assign you work,

you're just gonna
have to sit in your office

and text your friends and read
those celebrity magazines.

You got it?

- Well, I--

I guess I have no choice.

- Mm-hmm.

- The thing is,

I don't have
that much phone data.

- Then I will add you
to my family plan!

- Understood.
Understood.

- Oh, hey, great.
You're still here.

- My girlfriend's meeting me.
She had an oboe lesson.

- Ah, skateboarding oboist.
What an interesting young lady.

- Yeah, she's sick.

- So, listen.

Before, when we were
talking about love,

I gave you good advice, right?

Like, I knew what
I was talking about?

- Yeah, it was fine.

I mean, I kind of knew
most of what you were saying,

like, from movies or whatever,
but it's all good.

- Oh.

Maybe I'm not great
about talking

about this kind of stuff.

Doesn't mean anything.

I mean, sure, I haven't been
in a serious relationship

in a long time.

- Why?

- I don't know, man.

Maybe...
[inhales deeply]

'Cause it's just safer
to keep things casual.

When you go deep,

you open yourself up
to all these feelings.

- What's wrong with feelings?

- Fair point.

Maybe I'm just self-sabotaging,
like...

I'm scared to get invested
with someone

'cause I don't wanna get hurt.

- Did you get hurt before?

- [sighs]

I guess the first time
was eighth grade.

Gabby Pruitt.

She dumped me

and made out
with my best friend, Randy,

at the Rainforest Café.

Told everybody at school

that my breath smelled
like Warheads.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- The votes have been counted!

And our new floor supervisor

in a landslide

is Cheyenne!

- Oh!
[laughs]

[applause]
Thanks, everyone.

And I do have an update
on the breadsticks.

They will be day-olds,
but if you just microwave them

with a wet paper towel,
you can't tell the difference.

- Ooh.
[all murmuring approvingly]

- I'm sorry Jonah.

I know how much you wanted this
'cause of...

[whispering] A-M-Y

going to C-A-L-I-F--

- Yeah, California.
Yeah, no, yeah.

Thank you, Glenn.
It's fine.

I'm fine.

I'm happy Cheyenne won,
you know?

She made a very compelling case
for herself.

So, yeah, not gonna ask

for a recount or anything.
[chuckles]

- I mean, if you insist,
I guess I could.

- No, no, I meant--
I really--

I literally meant...
- Oh, Cheyenne.

- It's not necessary,
- Cheyenne.

- No, yeah, we get it,
and it could go--

- Cheyenne.
- Surprise.

- This is not
a contested election.

- ♪ Cheyenne

- No way!
- Yes.

- Yeah, I think we all get it.
We all get it.