All language subtitles for Not Dead Yet S01E10 Not Well Yet

I couldn't believe
she was still chugging.

I couldn't believe
she was still standing.

What's funny?

You know I enjoy
a mirthful shenanigan.

We just went out drinking
with Nell last night,

and things got
a little crazy.

Nell did the legendary
"Longest Island."

It's when the bartender
combined all the remains

of other peoples' drinks
and Nell chugged it.

Charming.

Well, I'm just so happy to hear
that you all had a fun night.

I'm sorry we didn't
invite you.

It was just kind of
a spur-of-the-moment,

fun kind of thing.

I mean, for future reference,
I, too, am fun.

I mean,
I can be very fun.

You!
Aren't I fun?!

So fun, boss.

No one's as fun
as you.

See?
He agrees.

So, is that why Nell's
a little late?

Is she hungover?

Well, what's funny now?

Uh, no, Nell doesn't
really get hungover.

No, she's like Wolverine,
except for the only part of her

that's indestructible
is her liver.

Oh.
Ooh.

Ah. Ah.

Hey.

Babe, you okay?

Uh, I got a cold.
I'm more mucus than woman.

Oh, after drinking the remnants
of revolting strangers.

Shocking.

Girl, just
take the day off.

No, no, I gotta do
that poet's obituary.

Obituary.
Ugh.

Words for the mortuary.

Topiary, statuary.

We are but solitary.

Yeah, like, I need
to finish it immediately.

Nell, as your boss,
I must insist that you go away

and be disgusting
in your own home.

Home!

False haven of wood
and plaster.

Membrane-thin illusion
of security.

Okay.
Bye, guys.

Bye.
Bye.
Bye.

Oh, don't.
Don't touch it!

Sorry.
Gross!

♪♪

Gloomy woman surrounded
by artifacts of a lonely life.

Do you mind?

I'm almost finished
with your obituary, so...

Cold, small bed that has
seldom seen a lover.

Okay, also, you know,
I'm congested

and my head is pounding,
so if you could be quiet --

Quiet!
Ugh.

Five isolated letters,

but only two matter --
"U" and "I."

And send.
Ah.

Ugh! I knew it.
Huh?

I knew it.
Knew what?

When I placed that ad
for a roommate,

I said to myself
"Hey, Champ" --

I call myself "Champ"
in my head --

"you do know that
you're extremely cautious

about germs, right?"
Edward.

"And when you invite a stranger
into your home,

she's gonna bring sickness,
bacteria,

and disease
like a feral raccoon."

Okay, starting to
feel mean.

I can't get sick, Nell.

What -- What -- Wha --
What the hell?!

I'm gonna need you
to quarantine in your room.

What?
No, that is insane.

Okay?
W-What if I want some toast?

Then take the bread.

Ed-- Hey!
Wait, wait, wait!

What if I have to pee?
Or the other thing?

-Hold it.
-What?! Edward!

You need to
stay in your room

until you've tested negative
for all of everything.

Aah! Agh!

Oh, no.

Champ.

Sam: Bologna
and Skittles again?

They're not even Skittles.
They're Skattles.

I'm saving money for
the adoption,

and
it is no joke.

When's the last time
you asked for a raise?

Two years.

I'm trying to muster up
the courage to ask Lexi,

but every time I do, I break
into this weird English accent.

Here you are.

'Ello, love.

Huh.

I'm not sure
about this restaurant.

The floors are very dingy

and the overhead lighting
is terrible.

You know that this isn't
a restaurant, right?

Goof!

I was making a joke,

because I'm fun!
How 'bout it?

Speaking of fun, why don't we
blow this nerd stand

and go to my private club
for lunch?

Lexi, we know
you're fun.

You don't have to prove
anything to us.

Well, I think
it's bloody brilliant.

Excellent.

Sam?

I would love to.
I just have so much work to do,

so I'm just gonna stay here
and eat my sandwich.

My Boar's Head!

Listen, you're lucky
to be friends with the boss

because the boss decides
how much you do and don't work.

So, come on.
Please join me.

I'll make sure the chef
prepares something

very special for you.

Well, I am starving, and I did
make a promise to myself

that I wouldn't retrieve
food out of the garbage,

so I guess we are
going to the club.

Wonderful.

And don't worry about
the dress code.

I'll just tell them that
you're visiting from Boise.

♪♪

Ugh.

You did this to me.

Did what?

I'm with disease!

Did you ever consider
that maybe you got me sick?

Yeah, I thought about it.

But then I realized I woke up
this morning feeling fine,

and now I feel like poo.

Please, Edward,
I just wanna be left alone.

I'll leave you alone.
Thank you.

But first, I want...
Ugh!

...chicken noodle soup,
tea with honey,

and your heated blanket.

I'm sick.

Can you maybe call somebody else
to baby you?

I don't have a girlfriend
anymore.

And I'm
an independent contractor,

so I don't have
any coworkers.

And I'm particular
about my social circle, Nell.

Fine, fine!
Man-baby.

Wow. Well, that was the best
16-course meal

that I've ever had.

I mean, three servings
of fowl is...

a lot of fowl.

Oh, do wanna see
something fun?

That table right there is where
Father and his friends

always choose
the next president.

Very cool.
So I guess we're done, right?

I mean, unless Dennis
has something on the agenda.

My schedule is wide open.

Okay. All right.

Well, then I guess
we should be heading out.

Wait!
The day is young.

There's still so much time
for mirth and tomfoolery.

Lexi, we have been here
for a very, very long time.

I mean, don't you want
to go home

and continue this
with Tanner?

Oh, I can see Tanner
anytime. Ah!

Why don't we go to that bar
that you went to with Nell?

We can get one of those
backwash cocktails

that she was so fond of.
Huh?

Yeah, I think that we're just
gonna call an Uber.

♪♪

There.
I set the temperature,

your lime Jell-O
is on the nightstand,

and I tucked you in
like a burrito,

exactly how you wanted.

It's like the duvet cover
is a friendly python.

Cool. May I go to my bed now
to be alone

and heal my body
in silence?

You may.

Thank you.

Nell!

Yes, Edward?

Could you please keep the door
open just, like, a smidge?

A little more.

Maybe a little more.

That's too much.
Can we start over, please?

Ugh!

Ugh.

Oh, no.
Oh, no.

No, no-no-no-no, no!

Sounds sweet
to my ears, Bill.

Thanks, Susie.
Hey, did you hear the one

about the two
dead musicians?

They were decomposing.

Bill, you are
such a character.

Guilty as charged.

my life.

Nelly-Nell, how you feeling?

You sent me an assignment?

Because you can't put a price
on how hard I work.

Or can you?

Susie and Bill Irving.

They were married
high school music teachers.

40 wonderful years

enriching the lives
of children in Pasadena.

Sadly, they were crushed
moving a grand piano

up a flight of stairs.

Always go with
the professional movers.

Lesson learned.

But you sent this to me now,
when I'm sick?

Just rest up and work on it
when you're feeling better.

♪ Sing legato,
fa-la-la-la-la ♪

♪ Sing stac-ca-to,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha ♪

That's not how this works,
Dennis.

All right, talk to you later.
Bye.

You don't look so good.

We've seen a lot of kids get
sick during our teaching years,

and if there's
one thing we know,

it's that
the best medicine is --

Not music.
Music!
Music!

Oh, God.
♪ This hit, that ice cold ♪

♪ Michelle Pfeiffer,
that white gold ♪

Stop, stop, stop.

I-I just need to finish this
obituary so I can get some rest.

How about you two tell me
about yourselves, yeah?

Why don't --
How did you two meet?

This is a great story.

Well, we met at the
Oberlin Conservatory of Music.

Humblebrag.

And I fell for this man
the moment

I saw that little braid
on the nape of his neck.

When she cleaned
her trombone spit valve,

my heart was a goner.

You know, our dream was
to join the symphony

and travel the world.

In fact, we auditioned for
the London Symphony Orchestra,

but it just wasn't
in the cards.

But it doesn't matter,
'cause we spent decades

teaching kids songs
like this.

Two, three, four.

♪ Girls,
hit your hallelujah ♪

Hoo!
♪ Girls,
hit your hallelujah ♪

Hoo!
♪ Girls ♪

I got it.
I gotta...

Uh, I just need to concentrate
so that I-I can write this.

Is that okay?

Absolutely.
Understood.

Thank --
♪ Girls,
hit your hallelujah ♪

Hoo.

Ah! Our driver should be
arriving now.

Are you Lexi?

License plate

This is our ride.

Is that Tina driving
a party bus?

It's my side hustle.

My boss doesn't pay me
very much.

I requested
a silent ride.

How do I know
where to go?

Duh-duh.
It's in the app.

Whatever.

Lexi,
what is happening?

Fun is happening.

Oh, Sam.

It's so rare we get to
shirk our responsibilities

and spend time together.

And you're here, too.

Climb aboard
the fun bus!

This is weird.

I mean, I know Lexi's always
felt sensitive

about our friendship
with Nell,

but she's never acted out
vehicularly.

But this is the nudge
that I need.

Just get a couple
of drinks in me,

and then I'll ask Lexi
for that raise.

Why do you always have
to make it about you?

Because it is about me!

Fine.

No, no, no!

Okay, I just e-mailed
Emma Cornish.

I think it'll be really nice
to have a quote from someone

who knew you both
from Oberlin.

Emma Cornish.
Well, that's silly.

We just told you everything
about ourselves.

Oh, h-hold on.

It's my boss.

Hey, Lexi.

Nell, wonderful.
How are you feeling?

Oh, it just...

I actually feel like my throat
is starting to close up --

Great, great,
great, great.

Yeah, I'm with Sam and Dennis,
and we are par-ty-ing.

But we, um -- we don't want
the fun to stop,

so what's something fun
that you've all done together?

I, uh...
Oh, when we were in our 20s,

we -- we went to, um,

a last-minute road trip
to Vegas and we, like,

blasted a bunch of music
on the way, and --

Get well soon.
Bye.

Could you maybe not talk
to Emma Cornish about us?

Why not?

Because Emma was part
of something in my past

I'd like to remain
in my past.

It's important that Susie
doesn't find out.

No. Ew.

Shh.
Seriously?

Ugh! You couldn't keep
your oboe in your pants?

Edward: Nell!
Ugh.

I have to go and take care
of another gross man.

Blech.

Yes?

Could you please put a little
bit of vapor rub on my chest?

Do it the way
my mom used to.

Oh, sure, yeah.

Here, let me start
with your nipples.

No.

Well, can I at least
get some aspirin?

And if you could find the time,
a little less attitude?

Ah!

Sam, hi.
Sam: Babe, hi.

Wait, why do you sound like
you're inside a slot machine?

I don't know how
to accurately describe
where I am right now.

Having fun?

So much fun.

There's something I've been
meaning to ask you.

Yes, Dennis.

I'd like
a few more quid for me yearly.

Squid?

Sam: I mean, did you tell Lexi
to take us to Vegas?

'Cause --
What?

I can't hear you.

I said did -- Wha--
What are you doing?

Well, there's just so much
to see on the way to Vegas,

and I don't want you
to miss a minute of it.

Well, instead of this,
why don't we go

on a couple's trip
with our husbands, okay?

But on a weekend,
not a Tuesday.

There's the world's tallest
thermometer,

did you know that,
huh?

There's also this little
Mexican hideaway

I've been hearing so much about
called Del Taco.

Karaoke! Let's sing
"Total Eclipse of the Heart."

Lexi, you have to turn
this bus around.

Oh, we're having fun.
We can't turn around.

♪ Turn around ♪

Who chose this song?

Please stop trying
to compete with Nell, okay?

We have a different dynamic
with our friendship,

and that is fine.

Come on, you take over.
You know the words.

Just stop!
Lexi, stop, okay?

Because I don't want
to sing karaoke.

I don't want tacos.
I don't want to go to Vegas.

Well, Sam,
I-I just wanted to --
I know.

You just want us to have
a good time, okay,

but this is not
how you do it.

You do not kidnap your friends
and hold them hostage

to prove
that you are a good time.

Tina, please
take us home.

Can I ask who's handling
the gratuity?

♪ My mama made me
mash my M&M's ♪

♪ I cried ♪

Hey, so, uh,

I heard from your friend Emma,
and it was great.

I mean, she said that you both
were great musicians,

and she even offered you
a spot

on the London Symphony
Orchestra, so...

why didn't you just tell me
that earlier, Bill?

Wait a second.

Emma offered us chairs
in the LSO?

And you kept it
to yourself?

We could've been living
in London and playing

in one of the finest orchestras
in the world?

Oh, damn.

I don't remember, but I guess
it doesn't matter

'cause we're dead.

Right? Pfft.
'Cause we're dead?

Oh, Susie Q...

You know,
I always knew

those lips were talented
at woodwind embouchure,

but I never thought they would
be so gifted at telling lies!

Okay, you want
the truth?

Why start now?

They didn't want us.
They just wanted me.

They didn't think you were
good enough.

That's the truth.

Ooh.

You know what, Bill?

You just crushed me
more than our piano.

See, I told you not to go
snooping around.

This is all your fault.

Me?!
Edward: Nell!

Ugh!

You said you were gonna
get me some aspirin.

I suppose you don't actually
like Nutella, huh?

Oh, here we go.

Ugh. I just wanna get
some sleep.

I can't breathe
out of my nose.
Oy.

Susie: You know where they eat
a lot of Nutella?

London.
It's widely available
in the U. S.

Ay!

Ugh! You did this to me.
You need to fix it.

No, I don't!

I don't have to fix anything
for anyone!

And it's not my fault
you're so particular

about your social circle

that you have nobody else
in your life to help you!

Sorry, I thought it might
lighten the mood.

Oboes don't
lighten the mood.

Ugh. Ah, ah...

Nell, would you please
tell Susie

I only wanted
to spare her feelings?

Nell, would you please tell Bill
that a solid marriage

is not built
on a foundation of lies?

Mm.
And also
that he's a butt.

You looking for
something specific?

Other than a time machine
to go back

and have you not ruin
my pristine immune system.

I'm just looking
for some soup.

Right-hand side.
Right where your eyes hit.

Behind
the mixed vegetables.

Right in front
of your eyes.

You're touching it.

Yep, you got it.

Edward,
I'm sorry if I --

Since apparently I don't
have anybody in my life

who actually cares
about me,

I think I'm just gonna go
eat this in my room alone.

Eh, uh...

Oh.

I really think that you need
to heat that up.

Tina: Thanks for coming.
10% off for returning customers.

Thank you, Tina.

I will tip you tomorrow
in Skattles.

Sam, please don't be
angry at me.

I am not angry.
It's just...

I already have a Nell.

Okay, you can
just be Lexi.

It's not that.

Then what is it?

It's nothing.

Okay.

Lexi.
Hi, Nell.

I've come
to check on you.

Where's the rest
of your house?

This is it.

Yes, but why don't you
knock down a wall?

People live on
the other side of it.

Oh, God.

You know, I'm probably
really contagious.

Oh, it's fine.

I never allow myself
to get sick.

Um, but while I'm here, I just
wanted to ask you something.

Um, how are you
so comfortable

with leading
such a garbage life?

Okay.

You can just --
You can go ahead and leave.

I mean it
as a compliment.
Mm.

You're so open
and vulnerable,

despite having
nothing to be proud of.

Seriously,
just get out.

No, I'm sorry.
I'm not wording this well.

Oh, or take a seat,
yep.

Do you know why I made Dennis
and Sam hang out with me today?

It's because Tanner and I
are separating.

And tonight is the first night
that Kendall will be staying

over at her father's new condo,
so I, um...

I just didn't really want to go
home to an empty house.

Yeah, that sucks.

Sorry, Lexi.

You're the first person
I've told.

Why?

D-Didn't you just spend
all day with Sam?

I just don't like
showing weakness.

But you -- you're just always
acting as your genuine self.

I mean, even when
you smell like...

what is that,
hot sauce?

I spilled some earlier.

See?
Just like that.

That's fairly gross.

You just put it
right out there.

I mean,
how do you do that?

Do what?

Do -- Be honest?

You just...

You just do it.

And then people
judge you.

Or -- No.

Or they're there for you.

I mean, I've shown a lot
of garbage parts to Sam,

and she's...

Oh, she's always
there for me.

You should try it.

I mean, you should tell her
what's going on.

All right.
I'll try that.

Okay.

Thank you, Nell.
Yep.

Wait, Lexi, you know,
also, like, if --

if you don't want to be
alone tonight,

you can always stay
on this couch.

Oh, Nell.

This bitch.

She's right.

I should've been honest
with you.

Bill.

I'm not hurt because I wasn't
offered a job with the symphony.

I'm sad that you didn't
tell me about it.

I can't imagine how much
you've resented me

for keeping you
from your dreams.

Oh, hon.

I got to work next to the woman
I loved for 40 years.

That was my dream.

Oh, Bill.

Oh, Susie Q.

Oh, I sort of feel like
I'm in the way,

so...yeah.

Oh.

Get it.

All right,
Bill and Susie.

This is weird.

Hmm?

Hey, Champ.

Hmm.

I'm sorry for what
I said earlier.

It was, uh, really rude,
and I didn't mean it.

Ew.

Even though I sometimes
wanna murder you,

I like that you feel like
you can rely on me.

Thanks.

I don't really
trust people,

and the fact that I want
to lean on you,

it feels like a really
big deal to me.

And I know today
I was kind of...

A snot-filled jerkface.

No.
Kind of.

That's not really
what it was.

A little bit.
I was immature.

And I know it's not your job
to take care of me,

even though, technically,

you're responsible
for me being sick.

Anyway, since we're both
suffering from the same cold --

I think it's rickets.

It's not rickets.
Okay.

Maybe we can take care
of each other from now on.

♪♪

Ugh.

"Susie and Bill Irving

were more than
great music teachers.

They were the model
of a loving couple.

The Irvings may not have
achieved musical stardom,

but they ended up
with something far greater --

a relationship built on trust,
vulnerability,

and learning to be honest
with each other.

Susie and Bill had something
to teach all of us,

not just how to play
Tchaikovsky's Fifth Symphony

on the recorder,

but how to support
and love each other."

Bless you.
Bless you.

"That's the kind of beautiful
duet we all should strive for."

♪♪

I have taken on
more responsibility,

I'm managing more people,
and my hits are up.

So I just feel like I --

That's an awfully wet cough
you have there.

You know what?
I can come back

if you need me to.
It's totally fine.

No, now is
the perfect time.

I've never felt more physically
fit or mentally present.

So what -- what is it
that you need, Deborah?

Um...

I need a raise.

And a flu shot.

Yes, yes.
Whatever you need.

I'll call accounting
right now.

Oh, uh, great.

Well, uh,
thank you so much.

I'm just gonna go.

Ahoy, Skipper.

Yes, tell President Truman

that every Smurf needs
a sandwich.

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