All language subtitles for Speechless (2017) - S01E19 - C-H-- CHEATER!_track3_[eng]

Hello, Kenneth.
Where were you guys?

You missed my jazz brunch.
I mean, good,

but what are you
talking about?

I cook a delicious meal
and curate jazz for my guests.

(chuckles)
It is a happening.

The cats dig it the most.

It also takes me a few days
after to drop the lingo, man.

I mailed you an invitation.

Yeah.
Sorry, Kenneth.

Lots of
important things

have been slipping through
the cracks recently.

And also
a jazz brunch.

Do we have a problem?

Okay, I think it might be time
for a purge.

We doing it?

Right. All Mails Day.

Snail mail, e-mails,
voicemail --

We'll get it all done
in one swoop,

and then decide
who to call back.

Maya and I
will take cellphones.

On snail mail, it's Dylan.
On e-mail, it's Ray.

And with ancient answering
machine, here's Jimmy Jr.

Oh, DiMeos. Is there nothing
you can't make slightly fun?

And go.
Hey, we're pre-approved
for a credit card.

Fools.
Red-light ticket, Mom.

Ooh, I look fantastic.
Save that.

RAY:
Delete, delete, delete, delete.

Oh, Aunt Molly died.

Uncle Frank had a baby.
It's a push.

Looks like we got
a school letter.

Oh, school e-mail.

It's from...
JJ's history teacher...

...Mr. Powers.
...Mr. Powers.

(ON ALL DEVICES) MR. POWERS: Hi,
there. This is Mr. Powers,

JJ's history teacher.

Could you please
give me a call?

I'd like to have
a talk about JJ, okay? Bye-bye!

(answering machine beeps)

We will call him back first,
oh, Lord.

-- Captions by VITA --

Oh, Mrs. DiMeo,
you look...hot.

What's the occasion?
"Call My Wife Hot" Day?

Oh, thank you, Kenneth.

I connected with
that teacher.

I am dressed
for my first conference

about JJ
in a mainstream school.

Will it be of the "Ray needs to
skip a grade" variety

or the "Dylan lured another
raccoon into class" variety?

Only time will tell.

Those little guys beg me
to come in.

Ah, yeah!
Today's the day!

I say "career,"
you say "fair."

Career.
Fair.

Career.
I'm sorry. You only get one.

Why are you so excited
about the career fair?

Because today's the day
I figure out

which career is gonna make
Ray DiMeo Ray DiMillionaire.

Well, if you're cool with it
taking several centuries,

stop by my booth.

Why are you even
doing the fair, Dad?

It's not like working
at the airport

is flashy or high-paying.

There are things
that matter besides money,

like passion for the work.

You don't have that, either.

No, but
the commute's good.

Commute's okay.

**

But the best part
of my job

is the moment when you introduce
the child

to its new service animal,

and, in an instant,
the child knows it's safe.

Cool.
How much do you make?

* The best things in life
are free *
Do you like the idea

of helping cool brands
connect to their audience?

Let me answer your question
with a question.

How much do you make?

So, how much
do you make?

I told you -- I'm a volunteer
for a charity.

I make zero dollars.

You realize asking strangers
how much they make

is incredibly rude.

Okay, how much
do you make?

As you were.

I'm sorry it took us so long
to get in touch.

Perhaps next time
there's a message,

we can make Kenneth
our little carrier pigeon.

Huh. Perhaps we should see
what happens if you try that.

Right,
to the matter at hand.

I have received
some complaints

about JJ
from the other students.

They're jealous.

They are...
of his constant,

unpunished,
insanely obvious cheating.

What?!
What?!

W-H-- "What?!"

That's ridiculous.
JJ cheating?

How?
I'm on him all the time.

Do I strike you
as the kind of person

who's looking for conflict
with any of you?

I mean, between liberal guilt
and good old-fashioned terror,

I look at the three of you

and just pray
that if I roll on my back,

someone will rub my tummy.

Is he a real teacher here?
Hmm.

But I know what I saw.

JJ got a 92% on that test,
and he did not earn it.

JJ is innocent.

If you think
he didn't deserve the grade,

make him take the test again
right now.

Fine.

You really do look nice.

What is it --
your -- your hair, or...

What is this?

How do you think
I normally look?

(chuckles) You know.

**

What career are you?

It's actually
more of a job --

uh, airport baggage handling
supervisor.

Okay, have fun checking out
other careers.

I'm sure they all let you keep
unclaimed luggage

after the 90-day
waiting period.

Oh, oh, do I have
your attention now?

That's right.
Who wants a suitcase?

The RIMOWA, hard case,
with international stickers.

I have trained you well.

These look stupid.

(sniffs)
Ugh, they smell awful.

(sniffs)

Wait. Just me.

Well, I guess
I dress like this now.

**

* What I want
Hello, Dolly.

That is my
favorite piece.

You have
a very good eye.

Thank you.

So, uh,
you sell jewelry?

Well, (chuckles)
what we really sell here

at Kingsley & Kate
is a lifestyle.

We are
a multi-level marketing company

that lets anyone --
even young people like you --

become sales ambassadors.

Here's how it works.

Cool diagram.
It looks like a pyramid.

I don't see it.

Yasmin.
Ray.

So, Yasmin, let me ask you
one final question.

How much do you make?

Jewelry is considered
the strongest industry ever,

and with our
dynamic sales approach,

a Kingsley & Kate
ambassador

can literally make
an infinite salary.

Whoa.

I got a bunch of bags
of dried pineapple

and picture of some kid.

Sweet haul, Nadia.

I want to be
a baggage handler.

Ray, are you in this
throng of adoring teens?

You seeing this triumph?

**

How can I be upset
at someone so gorgeous?

Your top's ratchet.
Where's it from?

Career fair suitcase.

We don't know what that is,
but we like you.

Of course you do.
I'm awesome.

Hey.

Your fries are ratchet.

Okay,
you have 30 minutes.

Oh, hang on.

To eliminate all possibility
of cheating --

Attention, please!

All other students
leave the room now.

Go ahead.
Okay.

"What decorated veteran
was the first general-in-chief

of the Union army?"

"C"?
Are you sure?

"B"?

"A"?

All right,
well, your wish is my command.

Okay, next question.
Mm-hmm.

"D"? Okay.

Writing "D" unless,
maybe...

Oi!
Jazz brunch.

(whispering) Maya, shh.
JJ's taking a test.

No,
you're taking the test!

You are giving him
all the bloody answers.

Me?!
Yeah, you.

(As Kenneth)
"A"? You sure it's not "B"?
'Cause it's "B".

(normal voice)
And you are cheating.

You're cheating off me?
That's awful.

It's also a bit flattering.
(chuckles )

No one's ever cheated off me
before.

I wasn't much of a student
in high school, so --

POWERS:
I don't know her very well,

but I don't think
she cares about this.

We owe you
a tremendous apology.

I-I-I don't how
you're not gloating.

You must be
a very good person.

I am a Buddhist.
We can talk later.

MAYA: You wanted
to be challenged,

you wanted to be
put in a mainstream school,

and now you're wasting it.

No, this ends now.
Let's go.

**

KENNETH: So, basically,
I took that test.

You said it was a 92%?
Now.

My son cheating.

Did you do all his bloody
homework for him, as well?

No! I have nothing to do
with the homework.

The stuff I learned
is just from listening in class.

Hmm. Imagine if I actually
did do the homework.

You're a smart kid, JJ.
It's time to apply yourself.

Okay, let's take a look
at your homework log.

Put in your password.

Do you not know
the password?

When was the last time
you logged in?

You don't do any
of your homework at all?

Well, you're back here
on the computer all the time.

Doing what?

Right, I am checking
your search history.

No, no, no, no, no. Don't check
a man's search history.

Oh, JJ, I'm sorry.
I led us down this road.

"Emma Watson,"
"Emma Watson hot,"

"Emma Watson
wheelchair-user boyfriend?"

It's a beautiful thing --
hope.

So, clearly,
you're not doing any work

and your teachers
are letting you slide.

How does that
make you feel?

"I didn't ask them.

They cut me s-slack.

Why say no?"

Because it's wrong. Because
you are better than that.

God, I've never been
so horrified.

Horrified at the price
of today's designer jewelry?

I am, too.

Yeah, whatever this is,
I'm gonna pass.

Look, your ensemble
is fantastic.

I just -- I feel like
there's one piece missing

to make it all pop.
Really?

Have you heard of
Kingsley & Kate?

Oh, that awful
jewelry company?

(laughing)
That stuff is hideous.

I was asking her!
Ugh!

So, Mom, say,
I was thinking about

our conversation about
Kingsley & Kate.

Did you know
that they hire top designers

to handcraft styles
for any occasion?
(sighs)

No.

Ray!

Say, would you
like to continue

this conversation
in the backyard?

What have you done?

I became
a brand ambassador.

You became a sucker
in a pyramid scheme.

God, those are really ugly,
aren't they?

How much have you sold?
None.

Nobody appreciates fine jewelry
in this Podunk town.

I'm screwed.

(sighs) So I guess we're gonna
have to buy this crap

and bail you out.

How much you
on the hook for?
500 bucks.

We don't have
that kind of money lying around.

Oh, Jimmy, you're gonna have to
become a gigolo.

I'm worried that'd be
almost too lucrative.

**

Hey, Shelby,
glad you're feeling better.

So, who's trying
to dress like us?

Look, I-I don't know
who you are.

I don't even know
who they are.

They think that I'm gonna ask.
I ain't.

But I can assure you,
this

isn't a look
I'm trying to copy.

Wait up, you guys!

Good afternoon.
Your attention, please.

We have bombarded
your safe place

for reasons
I cannot truly justify

other than the fact I
love the element of surprise.

Now, you know
my son JJ.

You've all been very generous
with his grades.

Too generous.

You're giving him marks
he has not earned.

That's ridiculous!
No.

Oh, come on.
We're all guilty.

Yes, it's easier
to let him slide,

but to do so
would be to rob JJ

of the chance to realize
his true potential.

You suck.
Oh, I suck?

Whoever said that sucks.

JJ does not want
preferential treatment.

Do you, JJ?

"Starting next year."

No, now.
Ignore that.

So just to be clear,
we shouldn't give him

the answers to the questions
before the test?

No, of course not.

It's okay he ain't
take the test?

Don't you teach
English here?

Not in no lounge.

Well, if he ain't
take the test,

he fails the test,
all right?

How is this okay?

In fairness, he's a great kid,
and he's clearly very bright,

but, I mean,
he deals with a lot.

I certainly don't want to
give him a "D".

"You think I'd get a 'D'?"

Why would he get a "D"?

"If I tried,
I wouldn't get a 'D'."

Finally, bit of pride.

"I'll ace the next test.
You'll see."

(chuckles)
That's right, JJ.

You're gonna do great,
man.

You're going to do well.

**

RAY:
Who are all these people?

JIMMY:
This is your trunk show.

I can't sell this crap
to my friends.

They'd never want to
see me again.

That's okay
with this crowd.

This is my "I don't need to see
you again" list.

That's excellent.

There's the guy
from jury duty

who I was supposed to have
coffee with.

Our former mailman.

Drunk guy
from the airplane

who I became
Facebook friends with.

'Sup, Frank?

I just called him
by the wrong name.

I should be embarrassed.
I feel nothing.

Let's do this.

Yes!
He's killing it.

Hey, what are you doing? Aren't
you supposed to be studying?

Yeah, watch.

Okay, JJ, a crazed fan
has kidnapped Emma Watson.

He will only free her

if you can name
the first five states --

in order --
to secede from the Union.

Go!

Blam!

Blips!

Plow!

Unh!

Yeah!

Dude's crushing it!

Well-done, sweetheart.

By the way,
did you notice

that I didn't even
have to check the book

to see if he was right?

Just jealous.

Giovanni,
my former landlord.

Love the Christmas cards --
keep them coming.

Hey, guy!

Al, it has been too long
since we were stuck

in an elevator during
that earthquake.

Good to see you.

Doug?
Hey, Jimmy.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
You're Cool Doug.

I meant to invite Bummer Doug.
No, no, no, no.

Yeah, you don't belong here.
I'll call you.

I'll call you.
(bell rings)

Hello, everyone.
Thank you all for coming.

I'd like to offer you
a special opportunity

to buy some fine jewelry

inspired by
the runways of Paris.

I'm not here to buy jewelry.
I'm here to party.

(chuckles)
Jimmy, you got any snacks?

Here's a loaf of bread.

Like I was saying, inspired
by the runways of Paris.

Okay.
Let's get real here for a sec.

You're all of a sudden too good
for my son's jewelry? Nuh-uh.

You came to a party
hosted by a guy

you haven't seen in years
on three hours' notice.

You're bored.

Don't buy this jewelry
because you like it,

buy it because
it's something to do.

I see you thinking about it,
Dylan's old karate teacher.

Yeah!

Okay, now it's a party.

Got any drinks?

I have one beer.
Take a sip, pass it around.

We sold everything, Dad.

That's, like,
the most amazing thing

you've ever done
in your life.

Aww, you are the king of
undercutting a compliment.

You gonna pay back
Yasmin?

Even better.
I ordered more jewelry.

What?
Twice as much.

Twice as much jewelry means
twice as much of this.

Who are you?

(sniffs)
Smells like your body wash.

Have you been rolling around
in this?

Mnh-mnh.
It's over.
We're done.

Why? Why walk away from
the one thing you're good at?

I'm sorry?
You said it.

You don't like your job
and you don't make good money.

Yeah, stop caring
so much about money.

You could stand
to care about it more, Dad.

There's nothing wrong
with a little drive.

Enough.
You're grounded for two weeks.

But I don't --
I don't go anywhere.

Fine.
Then two weeks of partying.

Just get out.

Have a great day,
darling.

Ooh, your sweater's
on backwards.

Who cares?
It'll look bad either way.

**

Come on, Ray.
Don't leave a mother hanging.

Mwah.

And you.

Today is the day
that you prove to the world

you can do anything
you set your mind to.

It's just the beginning.

You're gonna
get great grades,

you're gonna go to
a great college,

you're gonna have
a great job,

and you're gonna have
a great life...

that you earned yourself.

Okay, and it all begins
with you crushing this exam.

Okay?

**

(engine starts)

**

Dude!
Let's go -- your test.

And once
that's done with,

we're gonna work on
your hiding skills.

"Do you think
I'll do well?"

Yeah, man,
you're -- you're gonna kill it.

"I know your tells,
remember?"

Right.

"What if I'm dumb?"

Whoa, whoa,
JJ, fine, okay.

Maybe I don't know
if you're gonna kill this test,

but I'm with you
all the time.

I'm in your head.
Dude, you're not dumb.

Let's go do this.

You know what? There is one
thing you are dumb about --

clearing
your search history.

Come on, man!
Erase that cache.

Let's go.

Hey, Dylan!
Check it out!

Whoo!
For Pete's sake.

Listen up, everyone!

Yes, I wore my sweater
backwards, but it was a mistake,

and I pull it off,
but that doesn't make it cool.

So, then, what is cool,
Dylan?

I don't know.
I don't think about that.

That's what makes me cool.

That's the lesson --
don't worry about

what other people think
and you'll be cool.

Can I get a teacher
to back me up?

Even you, Mr. Powers?

Okay, you.

Tell me something you've always
wanted to wear.

I want to wear sandals all year,
even in the winter.

Okay.

You see,
that's really weird,

but who cares what I think,
right?

That's the whole point.
What -- What about you?

I always wanted to
wear a beret.
Okay.

Another really bad example,
but you do you.

Who else?
Baseball pants
for normal pants.

Fanny packs.
GIRL: A duster.

A yarmulke. Why should only
Jewish kids get to wear them?

Wigs!
Real fur!

Okay.

I thought being --
being yourself was the answer,

but apparently, that's only true
if you're me.

New plan -- From now on,
I decide what you wear.

We all wear blue tomorrow.
Got it?

Sorry. Would, like,
an aqua shade...

Blue. We'll just...

Okay, class, you may begin.

(exhales sharply)

(sighs)

Uh, Mr. Powers, um,
there's an extra test.

Seems a little, you know,
silly just to waste it here.

Don't mind me.

RAY: Why are we here?

Did you change your mind about
selling more jewelry?

I'm got some
creative ideas

on how we could
up-sell to single moms.

You see that building?
Those windows? That's me.

This other guy
wanted them to be

about 2 inches wider --
wrong.

Those windows
are perfect.

I'm sorry.
Y-You designed a building?

I was
studying architecture,

and I was interning
at this big firm,

then, you know,
your mom and I had a baby,

and I needed insurance now,
something solid now,

not something great later.

So, you know,
family beat windows,

but at least the ones
I did...

are perfect.

I think
they'd be better wider.

(scoffs)

Look, I understand drive.

I've got plenty.

That's just...not where
it's pointed anymore.

I get that. I -- I think
it's better to make some money.

I-I want options.

(laughing) You're 14.
You're all options.

For JJ, later.

Do I help?
Is -- Is there a plan?

I want to be ready.

You worry about
that stuff?

Yeah, I just wanted
to talk about my windows.

Still not sure why you wanted to
take the test, Kenneth, but...

Mine doesn't matter.
(chuckles)

But you're probably curious
what I got.

81%.
Well, how do you feel?

"It's not a 92%,
but it's mine."

Yeah, you see what you can do
all by yourself?

I'm so proud of you,
darling.

See, I told you.

All right, I'm gonna
see you two at home.

Kenneth, I know
you're dying

to tell someone your score,
aren't you?

Yeah, I kind of am.

Yeah. Cheers.

**

Hey, is JJ here?

(door closes)
Hey, Maya?

Yes, my darling.
We should talk.

Ray asked me some questions,
and I didn't know the answers.

Was it trivia?
Ugh, Ray, I've told you --

don't make your dad
feel stupid.

It's all right, darling.
It's over now.

It's about JJ.

Down the line,
what his life will look like,

what he'll need after us.

A-Are we doing this?

Finally, I want to
talk about this, too.

Bloody hell.

I thought you were just taking
him to see the windows.

Well, you did it, bud.

First step,
big things to follow.

Sky's the limit.

"I'd like to go in
myself."

Oh.

Mr. Independence.

Doors are
flying open already.

Can he drive, go to college,
maybe start a family of his own?

RAY: And once you guys are gone,
whatever he wants to do,

who's gonna help him?

(exhales)
Uh, where's JJ gonna live?

What kind of help will he need?

We don't know.

Will you two be a part of it?
I hope so.

MAYA:
I mean, realistically,

is your brother ever gonna be
able to live on his own?

Probably not.

Hey. (chuckles)
How'd you get here?

"We need to talk."

Of course.
Come in.

I got a 98%.

POWERS:
So, who was right?

All of you, who couldn't just
give the kid a shot?

Or the one person
who looked in his heart

and said, "Let's shred"?

Oh, that's good.
That's so good.

Uh...he handed the boy
his test score.

A lone tear slid down
young HJ's face.

A phrase fought its way
to the boy's lips.

He summoned his strength
and uttered his first words.

MATH TEACHER:
Your script sucks!

Damn it, Greg!
Where are you?!