All language subtitles for Ghosts S02E05

Enjoy, okay?

Come back again. Bye.

Well...

if it isn't the tree guy.

Uh, can I get a bag

of your finest
brussels sprouts, please? Yes, sir.

You want those pickled?

Nope, I'm good, thank you.

Please, uh, stop harassing
the people in our line, Randy.

I'm just saying
that you can pickle anything.

I pickled a quarter once.

Do not know
what to do with that.

Um, so do you guys have
any Halloween plans?

Yeah, yeah, we're
going to a party.

Um, you know the
actor Liam Neeson?

Yeah, it's his annual
Halloween thing, so...

Yeah, he has a very
particular set of skills,

which allow him to throw
a killer party.

Oh, I didn't know
he lived in the area.

That sounds amazing.

Oh, oh, yeah.

It's-it's not really a bringer.

What? No, I didn't want to...

I-I couldn't even go,

because...

Sam and I are throwing
our own Halloween party.

Cool. Yeah, it is cool.

It's pretty exclusive. I was
gonna invite the both of you,

but you seem ocupado.

Hey, it's no problem
at all. We'll, um,

we'll stop by before Liam's.

Yeah, it could be
a nice fresh start

after the whole tree thing.Yeah.

Great.

Uh, what time should I be there?

♪ ♪

Which is why
we now have to throw

a Halloween party
tomorrow night.

What's going on?

Oh, Jay wants
to throw a Halloween party

to follow through on a lie
he told our neighbors.

Well, I can't cancel.

They'll think I made
the whole thing up.

Which I don't want them to know.
June and Ally are really cool.

And they're the only
people under 40

within a ten-mile radius.

And I'd really like
for them to like us.

Well, you know we don't
love Halloween.

But we do love a party.

And we haven't had a gala at
Woodstone Mansion for decades.

Count me in.

And when you say count you in,
you mean you'll be here,

as always, wearing the same
clothes as always?

Precisely.
Sam, ask Jay

if plus-ones are allowed.

Isaac wants to know if it's
okay if he brings Nigel.

Oh, yeah, yeah,
any invisible people

who want to come, totally fine.

Oh, God.

I am so nervous.

This is our first party
as whatever it is we are now.

Boyfriends? Ah, it's just

so lovey-dovey.

Murderer and victim?

Not loving the sound
of that one either.

Look, I want this house filled

with sexy nurses as much
as the next ghost.

But a last-second party
is a tricky proposition.

Halloween is
a very competitive holiday.

Trevor's worried
that nobody's going to show.

And it's not the worst point.

I mean, isn't everybody
already doing stuff?

Babe, come on.

Who doesn't want to go
to a Halloween rager

in a spooky mansion?

It's gonna be awesome.

Go ahead, name something.

I don't know, man.

A strawberry?

Yep, it can be pickled.

Okay, well, I'm going to
get us some more drinks.

I've been in relationships that
had more people than this party.

So, tell us about your costume.

I'm Ruth Maid-er Ginsburg.

I'm here to clean up the mess
left behind by the patriarchy.

Feminism has ruined
this sacred holiday.

Aw, man.

This feather duster would be
perfect for this costume.

Take it. Seriously?

Of course, um...

Can I interest you

in a beady-eyed raven
while we're at it?

Don't just give that away.
That taxidermist

did President Garfield's beagle.

Thank you for coming.

I know the turnout has been
subpar to say the least.

On the contrary, I am quite
fond of who is in attendance.

And it is still early.

Perhaps reinforcements
will arrive.

Wasn't me.

What is that horrid smell?

Pete.

It was Pete.

When the Livings walk
through him, it smells.

Stinky Pete is what we call him.

Yep, guilty as charged.

P.U.! Am I right?

Okay, Randy either just farted

or Isaac got walked through.
It doesn't matter.

This party is a disaster.

I told you
no one was gonna show.

A last-minute Halloween invite...
It's mission: impossible.

Just because the party's small

doesn't mean
we can't make it fun.

In my day, the occult was
all the rage. Why not conduct

a séance? What's more
Halloween than that?

That's interesting.

I had one once to impress
Mrs. Astor, and it worked.

The lights flickered, the
smell of death surrounded us,

and I'm just now
realizing that was

Thor and Isaac messing with us.

They got you so good.Uh-huh.

Jay, the ghosts are saying
that we should have a séance,

and they can use
their powers to make it spooky

for June and Ally. Whatever gets Randy

to stop telling me
about things he can pickle,

I'm in.

♪ ♪

Spirits, we ask you
to open your doors

to the realm of the dead.

I can't believe some people
think this stuff is real.

Pete, you're a ghost. That's a fair point.

Now everybody hold hands

and repeat after me.

Spirit, spirit,

draw in near.
From beyond, join us here.

Spirit, spirit,

draw in near.

From beyond,

join us here.

Thor, you messing
with the lights?

That's not funny!

It's happening!

Hey, spirits?

Uh, if you're there, could you,
like, flick the lights or...

hum or something?

Oh.

Spirits?

What the Hades?

Mrs. Woodstone?

Molly.

Who is that?

That is the maid who was
sleeping with Hetty's husband.

So, is that it?

Are we done?

Yep.

Sorry, that was pretty lame.

How dare you show
your face here, Molly?

You think I want to be here?

I don't even know
how I got here.

Samantha, send her back.
Send her back this instant.

Hi. Trevor Lefkowitz.

Yes, I'm not wearing pants.

But it's because of a hero move.

Sasappis.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

I watched you for years.

But respectfully,
not in a creepy way.

Wow, smooth, bro.

I have to ask,
what is it like up there?

All I'll say is,
it's remarkable.

But beyond that, I can't say
anything specific or I'll melt.

In fact, I'm not even sure
I was supposed to say that,

but I didn't melt,
so I guess it's okay.

Well, everybody's gone.

Party's over.

What gives, ghosts?

That séance was a dud.

Actually it worked.

Worked in what way?

In the way that a portal
in the ceiling opened up

and now we have a maid
from the Gilded Age

in our kitchen.

That is awesome!

It most certainly is not.

Hetty hates her, and the maid

just wants to be sent back.

I can't believe it worked.

I bet because it's Halloween.

You know they say
the border between the living

and the dead thins on Halloween.

If you're right,
then that means our window

to send her back
closes at midnight.

Unless she wants to stay?
Yeah, she just got here.

No, I'd like to leave
and go back

to the place where everything's
perfect all the time.

Okay, so how do
we send her back?

Easy, we just do
a reverse curse.

What? We do another séance,

but this time to send her back.

It's like the movie Big,
he made one wish to get big,

and then he had to make
another wish to reverse it.

Do it, do it.

Don't worry, Molly.

We're gonna find your dog.

Spirit, spirit, listen clear.

From the beyond, leave us here.

It's not working.

Well, we tried.

I have a TV in my room.

She's never seen a refrigerator,
but, sure, lead with TV.

So the harlot just remains?

Well, I may have been a harlot,

but what about you?

You were a cruel
and vindictive boss.

It's too late for flattery.

Hey, that's
the same feather duster

Jay gave that neighbor lady.

What's going on?
Did it work?

No, it didn't, but did
you give a feather duster

to June or Ally?

Yeah, and they took it to
Liam Neeson's party. Why?

Well, the ghost maid has
one on her right now.

That's why she was summoned.

And that's why the reverse
séance didn't work.

We need the feather duster here.

Thor think Thor understand.

In Bighe had to find

the Zoltar machine
to reverse the curse.

The feather duster

is our Zoltar machine.

And Thor lost now.

So we just need to get it back.

Yes, uh, except I don't know
where Liam Neeson lives.

I do.

Good grief, man,
I thought you left.

No way. I'm not leaving
my best friend's party.

Okay, we'll unpack that later.

You know where Liam lives?

Oh, yeah, huge pickle guy.

I deliver to him all the time.

But you need to drive.
I Rollerbladed here.

Oh, I bet that would
taste terrific

if we could physically
interact with food.

Uh-oh.

Here comes Stinky Pete.

Watch out
for those Livings, chap.

It does smell terrible

when they walk through him.

Yep, I am repulsive.

Can I talk to you
for a quick sec, Isaac?

Of course.
Nigel, excuse me.

Yes.

Look, I am more than happy
to help a friend,

but Nigel will find out
eventually.

It's just...

It's so embarrassing.

I mean, what if I tell him
and he doesn't like me anymore?

Well, then there are plenty
of other fish in the sea.

Okay, not plenty, but there
is that one other guy.

And I don't know
what Thor means when he talks

about "boat rules,"
but that sounds...

Oh, my God, please stop talking.Okay.

How did that floozy get
to heaven and not me?

She's the adulterer,
she brought shame on my home.

Hetty, maybe her being here
is an opportunity.

You mean for me to push her
down the stairs?

That is not bad, Samantha.

She would heal instantly,

but it would be fun
to watch her tumble.

No, I mean an opportunity

for you to get closure.

By forgiving her.

Who knows? Maybe it could
even help you to move on.

Forgiveness? Closure?

I'm sorry,
the words are ridiculous enough,

but coming from someone
in that wig,

I simply cannot.

Probably just as well.

I don't really think
Molly wants any part

of talking to Hetty either.

In the cult, when two people
had a problem, we'd lock them

in a room together
until they worked it out.

Or killed each other,

but these two are
already dead, so we're golden.

We can't lock 'em
in a room, Flower.

They're ghosts, they'll just
walk out through the walls.

Wait, there is
one room in this house

with walls
they can't walk through.

Can one of you walk through the
door and see what's in there?

I'll do it. A Pinecone Trooper's
always up for an adventure.

Oh, Peter!

I've never seen
that happen before.

The vault.

Thanks for coming
down here, guys.

I dropped an earring earlier,
and I need help looking for it.

But all your jewelry
is so cheap.

Why even bother?

Wait, what's she doing in here?

What's going on, Samantha?

Okay, there is no earring.

I just think
you guys should talk.

They're in. No, no, no, wait, Flower!

No, no, no, no!

Oh, boy.

Ah!
Oh, sweetie.

Sam's inside.

You just locked her in.

Was that not the plan?

Go!

The handle's made from

a different material
than the door!

We need help.

I'll go get Sam.

She'll know what to do.

It's honestly shocking
she lived as long as she did.

How are we not able
to go through the wall?

Because your former lover

for some reason built this vault

out of a material
impenetrable to ghosts.

And impenetrable
to cell service apparently.

Oh, God. I could die in here.
I could actually die.

You can make
any situation about you.

Meanwhile, I am stuck
down here with someone

whose company I do not enjoy.

How long do you think
it took Elias

- to suffocate?
- That's Elias?

His actual body? Yes, and why haven't
you removed him yet?

We're trying to space out
our corpse removals.

Do you think it was painful,
his death in here?

I like to fantasize
that it was agonizing,

full of misery and pain.

His hungry lungs crying out

for air that would not come.

Or...

perhaps it was lovely.

Oh, God.

Wow.

This is like Jedi money.

What the hell is this?

I don't know, man,
it looks like a cornichon.

This isn't one of mine.

So this is how I find out.

Okay.

I'm gonna go find June and Ally.

Have fun.

L-Liam?

Flower, what were you thinking?

Why did you lock Sam
inside there, too?

I don't know, I got confused.

I'm Flower.

Unfortunately that's
hard to argue with.

Oh, Trevor, any
luck texting Jay?

No, the iPad's in a drawer.

Poke I can do, but pull?

That thing might
as well be in Fort Knox.

How long till Sam
runs out of air?

Has anyone ever seen
someone suffocate? No.

Does strangling count?

Only take couple of minutes,
but very tough on thumbs.

Okay, that took a dark turn.

June! Ally!
Wow, what a surprise.

What, what are you doing here?

Well, it's a funny story.

I need that feather duster back.

Like, right now?

You got an antique
feather duster emergency?

I do, Ally.
Very well put.

Can I give it back
to you after the party?

It, it just kind of
completes my costume.

I wish that worked for me.

Do you know how weird
you're being right now?

All too well.

Sorry, thank you, and, uh...

hang soon, all right.

Excuse me.

Are these Elias's claw marks?

That doesn't seem good.

Your plan was to lock me in here

with my husband's seductress?

Wait, you think I seduced him?

Of course I do. He was rich,
from a powerful family.

And you were... Irish.

Well, he pursued me.

And I wasn't interested, but...

I didn't know what to say,
so I didn't say anything.

Power dynamics. What?

Should really be conserving
oxygen right now, but here goes.

Elias was in a position of power

over Molly, which he knew, and
I'm sure you needed that job.

Yes. I had a child to feed.

And my husband had perished
at the mill.

Our mill?

I... did not know that.

But I guess I can't blame you
for hating me.

He was your husband
and your cousin.

Mm.And you loved him.

Ha! I didn't love him.

I married him because my father
had to close a land deal.

I quite disliked him.

You see?
You were both victims of Elias.

No.No, that is just
the way things were.

But the way things were
was wrong.

You shouldn't be mad at each
other when the real culprit

is right there.

Both of you were stuck
in a patriarchal system

that pitted women
against each other,

because holding a man
accountable wasn't an option.

We get it, you're a feminist.

But...

you may have a point.

Thank you.

So...

you hated him, too?

Hated him?

I despised him.Oh.

Did you know I sent him to hell?

Did you? That's wonderful.Mm-hmm.

I hope he didn't give you
syphilis.

Nope. I gave him syphilis.

Oh, that's sweet.

Babe!

I got the feather duster.

I alienated June and Ally
for good,

but I got to see what kind
of cheese Liam Neeson likes,

so that's cool.

Babe, where are you?

Okay, Thor, now do your thing.

We got to get him to the
hidden entrance to the vault.

Thorfinn?

Is that you

or 100-year-old wiring?

Thor growing... weary.

Uh, do you want me to go
to the powder room?

Okay, thank you, Spooky Lassie.

Ah, it's working!

Okay, I'm in here.

Now what?

Ah, the mirror.

I get it.

No Pants can write me a message

if I fog it up.

Okay, I guess
that will work, too.

This is gonna take a minute.

You guys want to hear
about Liam's cheeses?

"Sam safe." Great!

Thanks, ghosts, I was
starting to getting worried.

"Sam safe"?!

It was shorter than "vault."
I was trying to be succinct.

Flick the lights again, Thor!

Thor out of juice.

Aw, we have to get him back
in there, or Sam's gonna die!

Hold your noses, everyone.

Nigel, I'm sorry. Aah!

Oh, man!

I know that smell.

That's Isaac.

Wait a minute.

Is there something else
you need to tell me?

Yes, finally! FLOWER: Hurry!

You're Stinky Pete?

Yes.

Stinky Pete is I.

Okay, not the most pressing,
but it feels like

we can retire the nickname now.

"Sam in safe."

Sam's in the safe?! Yes.

Her breathing seems labored.

I am rooting for you, Samantha,
but, on the other hand,

it would be nice
to spend eternity together.

Sort of a win-win situation.

Jay, thank God! Don't worry.

I got you.

You okay? What are you
doing in the vault?

Ghost thing.

How did you find me?

Ghost thing.

Okay, we have three minutes
till midnight, let's do this.

I guess this is goodbye.

It is amazing, you know.

That the one Irish person
I truly took

the time to get to know

is also the only decent one.

I'm not sure that's
the right takeaway here.

It's progress, let her have it.

I don't blame you if
you want to end things.

Isaac, I don't want
to end things.

I am disappointed you felt
you couldn't be honest with me.

But I think
your power is impressive.

You can still
affect worldly matters.

And you're my date.

Not bad for a skinny Brit
with webbed feet.

"Webbed feet"?
Good one, Nigel.

Yes.

Could you imagine?

We're sure we're making
the right decision?

I mean, they're good now. Let's do this.

Are you ready? JAY: Yeah, uh...

got the duster.Okay.

Spirit, spirit, listen clear.

From the beyond, leave us here.

Take me with you!

I've changed!

Let me ride you
while you get sucked off!

Don't leave me here
with these peasants!

Take me with you!

Peasants? Wow.

Rude. Really?

Oh, get over it.