All language subtitles for Partners s01e03 Another Mans Wingtips.eng

Do tell, what's wrong this time?

(Sighs) I ordered a BLT,

but they got the
tomatoes under the bacon

and the lettuce on top of that.

The whole thing's inside out.

Any fool could see
that is clearly a TBL.

The bacon goes up and down,

not crossways.

The tomatoes go in the center.

- Wanna know why?
- Not really.

So the lettuce and the
bacon can shield the juice.

You have given this a
troubling amount of thought.

Now that's what I call a BLT.

That's what I call OCD.

(Theme music plays)

Oh, Marcus. Oh, good, you got a message.

Steve Harvey called.
He wants his suit back.

Hey, this is my lucky
suit, Silver Streak.

We won a lot of cases together.

Mm. You've got a loose thread here.

What? No, no, no... oh!

- I'm sorry.
- Mama!

Silver streak down! Silver streak down!

Okay, okay. Which sleeve?

- Right arm, top seam.
- Michael, duct tape.

Needle. Thank you.

Dear God, it's like watching
a pit crew at fashion week.

There's some dirty guy outside
selling meatballs on a stick.

Those aren't meatballs
and that's not a guy.

- Lizzie, this is a pleasant...
- No, it's not.

I need a new phone. Someone stole mine.

Did someone really steal it or were
you just texting in the shower again?

I have cramps.

And checkmate.

Write down what you want.

What kind of stepfather are you?

Ambivalent at best.

You said her daddy don't give a damn.

You're her only father
figure. Do your job.

Here, but I want it in gold.

Of course you do.

Lizzie, I've decided that you need
to help pay for this phone yourself.

What am I supposed to do,
sell my Ritalin at school?

You know, you could help Michael
out in the afternoons with... with...

What is it you do?

I don't babysit entitled teenagers.

I'm not entitled. I
deserve everything I have.

My phone was stolen. Talk
about blaming the victim.

I'm stuck with you all day.

I think we know who the
real victim is. Come on.

Okay, all done. But, be careful.

One good sneeze and it just might blow.

Chic as that duct tape might be,

I think it's time you got a new suit.

I'm gonna take you shopping. I
know a wonderful haberdashery.

I'm not "haberdashering"
with you nowhere.

Marcus, my good man,
you are in for a treat.

(Chuckles)

Ah, please, after you, sir.

Ah, Hoffman's. Breathe it in, Marcus.

(Both sniff)

Smell the fine Italian merino wool.

Smells like 500% markup to me.

Clothes make the man.

And child laborers make the clothes.

You know, being fired by
my father was difficult.

It was losing my Hoffman's account

that felt like the cruelest blow of all.

These people felt like family to me,

unlike like my own family,
who felt more like shopkeepers.

I want to meet this family someday.

Oh, spare yourself the
recurring nightmares.

(Chuckles) Let's go get you a suit, hmm?

Man, I can pick out my own suit.

Suit yourself.

(Laughs) I just...

May I help you?

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there.

I'm just browsing.

Well, this is our exclusive line.

But we do have a wonderful
sale going on over here.

Well, I like these over here.

I like the material on
them and all... damn!

Is that for the whole rack?

Maybe I'll just look around.

Yeah. Excuse me.

For real, man?

Here you go, Mr. Braddock.

- We've missed seeing you.
- Oh, thank you, Emeline.

Say, what happened
to the caviar station?

They moved it upstairs
next to the Brandy bar.

Let me know if there's
anything else you need.

Mm-hmm.

Ah.

No place like home.

This is like a bowl full of boring

that you poured boring on
to make it even more boring.

Could you tone down the whining?

- I'm getting a headache.
- Good.

Let me guess, you're a mean girl.

Let me guess, so are you.

You don't know how lucky you've got it.

Allen is actually a pretty great guy.

Don't care.

Check out these receipts
I found in his files.

You're supposed to be
filling, not snooping.

What'd you find?

He flew to Florida last month

but he told me and my mom
he had a meeting in New York.

Oh, my God. Don't care.

How's it feel?

Why would he lie about going to Florida?

Who wouldn't lie about going to Florida?

I know he's hiding something.

When I find out what
it is, he's gonna pay.

Work now, extort later.

Allen, you ain't gonna
believe... what's that?

It's demitasse, and these
madeleines are excellent.

- I didn't get a cookie.
- Madeleine.

It's not really a cookie
so much as a little cake.

The guy back there keeps watching me.

Well, you're an attractive
man. Take it as a compliment.

No, I'm talking about
the security guard.

And I don't like that saleslady either.

It's called first-class service.

Oh, I know what it's called.

Look, if I'm not being watched,

how come I'm the only
one on the monitors?

No, you're not. We're both up there.

My God. Look, I really
don't have a bad side.

(Laughs)

(Whirring)

I'm outta here. I'll meet you outside.

Marcus, they've just
refilled the beluga bowl.

(Sighs)

Emeline, do you happen
to have a to-go cup?

- Of course.
- Thank you.

If you don't mind, I'll
just take a few of these.

Marcus!

What are you doing?

I'm not spending my money in a store

that treats me like a criminal
just because I'm black.

Is that what you think?

You people are so hypersensitive.

- "You people"?
- Oh, here it comes.

Not everything is about race.

Unless you white. Then
it's cappuccino and cookies.

Madeleines.

You don't know what it's like
being black in this country.

Now that was pure racial profiling.

Oh, would you wake up
and smell the equality?

This country elected an
African-American president.

Oh, we have a black president
and now we call it even?

Only if we want to overcome.

I'm trying to overcome the urge
not to kick your privileged ass.

Oh, yes, yes, it is
that kind of hostility

that only perpetuates the stereotype.

Sir? Hoffman Security.

- I need to check your pockets.
- For what?

A piece of jewelry went missing.

You have no right to search him.

We could go inside and
wait for the police.

Are you calling me a thief?

Look, I'm a Hoffman's
regular and he is with me.

No, I don't need you to vouch for me.

I see what's going on
here. I know the deal.

Yeah, okay, fine. Search me.
I know what's happening here.

This is absurd. This man is my
partner and a respected attorney.

He is guilty of nothing.

You missed a pocket.

You know what I'm guilty of? "SWB"...

"Shopping While Black."

He doesn't have it.

You damn right I don't have it.

Damn right.

Well... obviously
there's been a mistake.

You're damn right
there's been a mistake.

And you screwed with the wrong guy!

You haven't heard the
last of Marcus Jackson.

You know, I'm...

I'm beginning to think
maybe you were being watched.

Madeleine?

Just absolutely shocking.

I was fine with old "Silver Streak,"

but ol' Allen had to take
me to "Clothes by the Klan."

I am stunned that Hoffman's
would treat a person that way.

Say the word and I
can organize a boycott

faster than you can say...

Um...

What's the name of the
lady who sat on the bus?

Rosa Parks.

No, that doesn't sound right.

Oh, Lord.

Well, honey, I hope you were polite
and kept your hands in your pockets.

You know I've always taught Marcus you
can't ever give those people a reason.

"Those people"?

Why is it you people get
to say "those people,"

and we people don't
get to say "you people"?

I thought maybe some scotch
might help calm your nerves.

I'm a little rattled, thank you.

Oh, your dad might like
a drink, too, Laura.

(Scoffs)

You know what? I was profiled,

and I'm suing those people
for everything they got.

Now, I like that idea.

Allen Braddock, champion
for civil rights.

You know, you can't buy
that kind of publicity.

Well, you can but it's really expensive.

Screw publicity. It's
the right thing to do.

"Tomato-to-mah-to." You know,
Hoffman's might be willing to offer

a really fat settlement
just to avoid bad press.

Well, how fat we talkin'?

I'm talking break a sweat while
you're making a sandwich fat.

Ooh, I could stand to be morbidly rich.

Thanks, baby. You know your
father might want a drink, too.

It's curious, though.

Marcus was never even
near the jewelry counter.

I was the one that was try...

uh-oh.

This is the $5,000 watch I
was trying on at Hoffman's.

Holy crap. You stole a $5,000 watch?

By accident. You don't suppose that...

Everything's always your fault?

Yeah, I do.

Oh, you know we will return that watch.

It does undercut our case a bit.

No, it supports it.

Hey, I was patted down

and they let "Whitey
McWhiteface" rob the place.

I'm Dutch-Scottish.
We are a pasty people.

Marcus, there's a lawyer here
from Hoffman's, Danni Parker.

They must be worried about a lawsuit.

And they should be.

You can tell Mr. Parker to go to hell.

Ooh...!

Uh, we shouldn't be rude, Michael.

Show her in.

Of course they'd send their
most attractive lawyer.

Don't let her distract you.

Yeah, yeah, I won't. How do I look?

You're drooling.

Ooh, you know what?

Let's not tell her about the watch.

Let's hear their offer first.

Marcus Jackson. This is
my partner, Allen Braddock.

- How do you do?
- Danni Parker.

Hoffman's wanted me to
express their apologies

for the misunderstanding yesterday.

Misunderstanding?

You mean the egregious
racially-motivated attack

on my partner's civil rights?

No, I mean terrible misunderstanding.

My clients wanted you to have

this thousand-dollar
Hoffman's gift certificate.

Miss Parker, my partner was falsely
accused and publicly humiliated.

We intend to sue.

Look, can't we discuss this over dinner?

Oh, I'm onto your game.

You're gonna ply him with liquor,

tempt him with your feminine wiles,

then get him to sign away his soul.

Hey, I don't mind being plied.

Doesn't mean I'm gonna change my mind.

Great.

Call me.

That woman is a fixer.

She's gonna try to get
you to drop this case.

You know, maybe I should
come to that dinner with you.

I can handle Danni Parker.

Let her flash her beautiful smile,

bat those big brown eyes, show some leg.

Even if she drags me back to her place

and does all sorts of
things to my naked body,

I will stand strong.

Even if I'm lying down.

Not exactly filling me with confidence.

Look, hotel receipts
from Allen's Florida trip.

Check out the room service charges.

Dinner for two?

So he ate with a client.

Who stayed for breakfast?

No, Allen's having an affair.

You don't know that.

$200 in minibar charges?

Maybe it's something
innocent and simple.

Maybe he's just an alcoholic.

I don't know, she makes
a pretty good case.

One thing I've learned
is that most affairs

involve a motel and a minibar.

Often a leash.

Every now and then, a boomerang.

(Laughing)

Why does my mom always
end up with such losers?

- Or do all men cheat?
- Not all men.

Yeah, just the ones with penises.

Marcus, can't we resolve
this without a trial?

You do legal work for the
Jefferson Community Center.

What if we made a hefty donation?

I want to see your client take out
a full-page apology in the paper.

Oh.

Waiter, we're gonna need another bottle.

Yes, make that a Ch?teau Maraux, please,

and I'll have the filet
medium rare, thank you.

Sorry I'm late.

Allen, what are you doing here?

I realized I was
shirking my responsibility

as a crusader for civil rights.

Ain't nothing worse than
a born-again black man.

Look, my clients want this to go away.

Here's what they're offering.

We seem to be in the right neighborhood

but we're looking for something
with a little more square footage.

Wait, this is a nondisclosure agreement.

Yes, but that's a lot of money.

Yeah, but they won't have
to admit to any wrongdoing.

But it's a lot of money.

I don't care. I'm not signing this.

Marcus, this is a negotiation.

There's good cop, bad cop,
and then there's dumb cop.

Look, it ain't about the money
and it ain't about the watch,

which we still have, by the way.

You did take it?

No, I simply forgot I had it on.

In that case, let me amend my offer.

See you in court.

Wait, I thought you was paying for this.

Lizzie, what are you still doing here?

Your mom's due in from her spa trip.

Mom's flight lands at 4:00.

It's up to you and your wallet
which Lizzie she meets at home...

happy, discreet, thin Lizzie

or bitchy, vengeful, thin Lizzie.

Clearly you're in some
sort of a negotiation,

but as we usually ignore
each other, I'm at a loss.

I know about your trip to Florida.

So pay up or I'll tell mom
you're having an affair.

(Chuckles) Lizzie, I would
never cheat on your mother.

That's exactly what a cheater would say.

Trust me, I had a very good
reason for going to Florida,

but I don't have to
explain myself to you.

Fine, then you can
explain yourself to mom.

If you must know, your
mother asked me to go.

Oh, please, you're a
better liar than that.

(Sighs)

Look, your dad got in trouble again.

I bailed him out, he
stayed with me at the hotel

until his hearing the next morning.

You know I can call him
and see if you're lying.

You'll have to wait until the
first Wednesday of next month.

There was only so much I could do.

He's never gonna change, is he?

Look, he's not such a bad guy...

Once you get past his disturbing
preoccupation with knives.

I guess neither of us ended
up with perfect dads, did we?

I'm sorry for assuming you were a liar.

Oh, you're not wrong.

But I keep it in the
courtroom, where it belongs.

What are you doing?

I thought you might like a hug.

Yeah, we're not there yet.

Danni Parker is arrogant.

There's nothing less attractive

in an attractive woman than arrogance.

Would you stop obsessing
about that woman

and focus on the hearing?

I am focused.

I'm gonna show Danni
Parker it takes more

than a tight skirt and
cleavage to win a case.

Oh, yeah.

We're gonna teach her a
lesson she won't soon forget.

Yeah, we gonna whip her butt, huh?

We're gonna give her a legal
spankin' she'll remember forever.

We're gonna have her down on
her knees screaming for mercy.

We still talking about the case?

I'm not sure.

See you tomorrow.

I believe the video leaves very
little room for doubt, Your Honor.

Mr. Jackson was unjustly subjected
to a degrading public search

based solely on the color of his skin.

Your Honor, racial profiling
has been tolerated way too long.

We intend to help end
it with this lawsuit.

Mr. Braddock, I'm confused.

You stole the watch?

Absolutely not, Your Honor.
I merely walked out with it.

Then why aren't you on trial?

That is exactly our point.

I was not even a suspect while
my African-American colleague here

was already tried and convicted

in the cold hearts of the defendants.

Your Honor, one could as easily assume

the two of them were criminal partners

involved in a shoplifting scheme.

Yeah, he steals while I distract
everybody by being black.

The plaintiffs can't know what's
in the hearts of my clients

any more than we can know Mr.
Braddock's motive for taking the watch.

We move to dismiss.

Mr. Jackson, while racial profiling

should never be tolerated,

intent is hard to prove.

I understand your suspicion,
but since the watch was taken,

I'm forced to dismiss
for lack of evidence.

(Sighs)

That was fast.

I even have time to hit the gym.

How can you defend their right

to treat us like second-class citizens?

Look, I hate what happened to you,

but in a court of law, it's
about what you can prove.

Well, thanks for your help in
furthering the cause, sister.

This successful sister
is out there every day

furthering the cause.

Yeah, you keep telling yourself that.

I should kick your holier-than-thou
ass up and down this hallway.

Oh, yeah, I'd like to see you try

in those six-inch heels and that skirt.

- What?
- For Pete's sake, just ask her out.

- You wanna go out?
- Yes, I do.

How do you feel about Italian?

The food or the culture?

Well, I'm not taking you to Rome.

Dinner it is. I'll call you.

I see some very angry
sex in your future.

Amen, brother.

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