All language subtitles for Smash s02e02 The Fallout.eng

Hello?
Excuse me.

Hey.

You're here.

I work here.

Right.

I'm sorry to ambush you.

I'm Karen, by the way.

I left you a few messages,
but you never called back.

Girls just usually call
to yell at me, so...

Well, that's not
what I was calling to do.

I was hoping we could talk
about your music.

My what?

You guys are writing
a musical.

I mean, I'd love to hear more.

There's nothing to hear.

I don't...
I don't write anything.

So the song you played
last week after closing,

that wasn't yours?

Your friend just lied

when he said it was
from your musical?

- Are you always like this?
- Like what?

Uptight.

I mean, if you stopped
clenching your jaw like that,

you know, you could
actually be cute.

- I don't clench my jaw.
- Relax.

- That's really rude.
- Okay, you're doing it again.

You know, my...
My shift's over at 5:00,

if you want to hang out.

No, I don't...

I don't want to hang out.
I just want...

You know what?
Forget it.

See ya.

Dude, was that
Karen Cartwright?

No idea.

She's the girl
I told you about,

the one that was
here the other night.

She's a big deal.
She could help us.

We do it on our own,
all right?

We don't need anyone's help.

Move it.
I'm late.

Derek, it's me. I just
wanted to let you know

I finally got in touch
with that composer.

- Hey! Hey, Karen, wait up!
- It turn...

And... I got
to call you back.

Hey.
Hey.

Look, I'm sorry about whatever
he said to you back there.

That guy's your friend,
right?

Why, exactly?
I know.

He's complicated.

But he's a really good guy
when you get to know him

and an amazing composer.

He's just really protective
of our stuff.

Well, I wanted to hear more,
play it for my friend Derek,

see what he thought.
Derek, as in Derek Wills?

Like... like
the Derek Wills? He's...

Irrelevant to this
conversation,

since your friend
clearly isn't interested.

Yes, he is.

He just doesn't know it yet,
and so am I.

Look, can you meet me
in a couple hours,

when I'm done with my shift?

There's something
I want to show you.

I realize your clients
haven't gotten paid, Saul.

No one has.
I'm truly sorry.

But mark my words, I'll have
this all ironed out,

tout de suite!

Now, if you'll excuse me...

The fact I was able to stage
a single number

in the middle of that circus
you and Julia created

is nothing short
of a miracle.

"Circus"... how choice.

Let's talk about you juggling
every Marilyn in the show.

Boys, there's nothing
to be gained

by turning on each other.

But it feels good.

All right, then...
Maybe we should turn on you.

Did it not even seem
a little bit strange to you

that a Brooklyn bartender
and his funny little friends

had millions of dollars
in cash lying around?

I have spent
the last three hours

with the federal government
and my accountant,

going through every bill,
receipt, and pay stub

since the beginning of time.

It's all in order.

Did they say
when we could get back to work?

No, but we're still alive.

Karen is singing tonight at
the American theatre wing gala.

Every Broadway bigwig
will be there.

So, for now, I'd like
to ask both of you

please not to accept
any other project

until all of this is settled.

Yeah, I can't make that
guarantee... I need to work.

You have offers
after last week's revelations?

Yeah.

Rebecca Duvall has moved on,
so have the tabloids.

So, beyond directing

one of Broadway's
biggest stars in The Wiz,

- yes, I have several offers.
- Amazing.

What a business.

Tom.

Did you pack something warm

for your trip
to the moral high ground?

Why don't you both
get out of my office?

I'll let you know
what happens tonight.

Julia and I are here for you,
whatever you need.

You are.

This is the third meeting
Julia's missed.

She had a college thing
with Leo.

It's Miriam Abramson's office
on line e... on

the American theatre wing.

I'm so jealous.

You're going on tour
with The Book of Mormon,

and I can't even get a callback
for an eHarmony commercial.

You got to
bug your agent more.

Are you kidding me?
That's all I've been doing.

But you are Ivy Lynn.

She don't stay down for long.

At least you're not
Lisa McMann.

Approaching, approaching.
My God, my God,

my God, my God...
I cannot face that woman today.

She's been plugging away
longer than I have.

Ivy? And Sam?

- My God!
- Lisa McMann!

Hi!

This is too funny!

I was just
thinking about you guys

and that awful
Shakespeare festival

we did in the adirondacks.

Don't remind me.

So what have you
been up to?

Stationery!

Yeah!

I got out of the biz,
and my whole life changed.

Now I make my own hours.

People actually want
what I'm offering...

No more rejection,
rejection, rejection.

Here is my guesthouse.

Yeah.

How about you guys?

Hello, darling.

How's my second favorite
agent in the world?

Very sweet.

Loving the purple.

- Thank you.
- So...

Got some news for me?

What's happening
with The Wiz?

Well, Ronnie's a big fan,
as you know,

and she remains that way.

She fought hard for you
with the producers.

Wait.

Am I hearing a past tense
in there?

They're letting you go.

Just because I shagged
a couple of actresses?

That's ludicrous.

Well, it's not
just because of that.

The local news has a story.

We got the heads-up
an hour ago.

Five dancers
have come forward

and are accusing you
of sexual harassment.

I have the names
here somewhere.

I don't want to talk
to her assistant again.

I want to talk to her.

Looks nothing like you.

I knew I should have
moved offices.

Jerry...

I'm in a particularly
tight spot,

and you owe me.

- I do?
- Yes.

You're giving me
your table tonight

for the American theatre wing
gala.

I thought you were
already going.

I thought I was too.

But Miriam Abramson's
assistant called to say

that I am no longer
on the guest list.

Is that so?

I have only a small window
of opportunity for Bombshell,

and I will not have it closed.

I refuse to be treated
like a criminal.

So...

You want to be my date?

No.
You're not going.

It'll be just me
and my creative team.

I hear Julia's a mess.

The Wiz dropped Derek
like a hot potato.

Julia's fine.
And so is Derek.

My team couldn't be
more unified.

They'll sail through.

You're welcome.

Hello?

Hi, boys.

I need Julia too.
Is she there?

She's meeting
with her realtor.

What's going on, Eileen?

I'm on my way home.

Okay, we've got
a slight change of plans.

Karen's no longer
singing tonight.

Instead, it'll be
the four of us,

8:00 at the Plaza,

and I want you on
your best behavior, all of you...

No fighting, no surprises,
no scandals.

Is that understood?

Bloody paparazzo.

Of course.

And, Tom, tell Julia
it's cocktail attire.

Yep.

No!

No, I can't, not tonight.

I'm not up for it,
maybe tomorrow.

You have to.
Eileen needs us.

Besides, it's been a week.

You're starting to merge
with the couch.

Some air will be
good for you.

I got some air today.
I met Leo in Riverside Park.

And then you came home
and put your pajamas back on?

I may have met him
in them.

Julia!

Look, it's...
It's bad enough

that I destroyed
my family.

Now Frank is telling people,
and everyone is writing me.

I have to relive the whole thing
every time I check my email!

I know it's hard,
but we can't abandon Bombshell

in her hour of need.

None of your relatives are gonna
be at the thing tonight.

No, just industry people...
That's worse.

They'll eat me alive.

Look, if there
was anywhere else

that you wanted me to go
with you tonight...

The Bronx zoo, whole foods...
The shower?

I am asking my friend Tom

to tell my partner Tom

that I need the night off.

Please?

I will tell Eileen
you're sick

and represent the team myself.

Thank you.
You're the best.

Yes, I am.

And I promise,
I'll get back up soon.

Just a...
Just a little longer?

This is... this is what
you wanted to show me?

He doesn't write
anything down, really,

except, occasionally,
when he's wasted.

This one
is particularly amazing.

He doesn't know I saved it.
Read the lyrics.

I think they start
on the cocktail menu.

I don't understand... do you
guys have a musical or not?

We do.
We're still working on it,

but most of the songs
are written.

Does your friend
even know you're here?

Look...

I just came
from a clearasil audition

and then found out the one thing
I was looking forward to

got canceled tonight,
so you can understand

I was hoping to get involved
with something that's real.

This obviously isn't it.

Let me know if it ever
comes together, okay?

Find someone to play this
for you.

And if you like it
or you want to hear more,

come to our place tonight...
We're having some people over.

Maybe if you stop by and got
to know Jimmy a little better,

he'd let his guard down,
play you some stuff.

Think about it?

You can just...

Leave it at the door,
whatever it is!

Thank you!

Julia?

It's Ivy.

Hello, Daisy.
Can I have a word?

- I can't talk to you, Derek.
- Yeah, you can.

We need to have a little chat
about your understanding

of the phrase
"sexual harassment."

You know
I never touched you.

I didn't say you did.

You only hit on me through
four callbacks of Sweet charity,

and when I finally said
I wouldn't sleep with you,

I mysteriously lost out
on the job.

Well, as I recall,
you didn't get the job

'cause, while you were
a pretty good dancer,

you were only an okay actress,
which is why,

after all these years,
you're still teaching pilates.

You're unbelievable.

Is that really
what you came here to say?

Yeah, pretty much.

Since when is it harassment
to ask someone out on a date?

You don't get it.

You're a big-shot director.

You're in a position of power

from the minute
you wake up in the morning,

and you don't treat
that power with respect.

Or did you really think
women say yes

because they actually
like you?

I'm sorry. I thought
I was gonna be venting to Tom.

Are you sure this is okay?

Of course, I'm thrilled
to be of use to anyone.

I know you guys
are super successful now.

But did you ever feel like
giving up?

I could barely get up
to answer the door.

I just don't know
what to do.

Now I'm going in for parts
that I would have passed on

two years ago.

Maybe I should just quit.

I've been where you are.

It's a brutal business.

But just when I'd want
to throw in the towel,

something would happen
to remind me

of why I love it
in the first place.

And thus, the dysfunctional
cycle continues.

Yeah.

- It cures everything.
- It really does.

I see...
Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom!

Listen, I've been meaning
to call you.

Honey,
I've been so worried.

You are... why?

If they said half the stuff
about a show of mine

they're saying about yours,
I would be on suicide watch.

Well, you know our business.

So much is exaggerated
or just plain made up.

Hey, you think I believe
half of it?

But I mean, come on,
it's absurd.

I mean,
even Derek couldn't be

as much of a dog
as they're saying.

You know, that's the kind
of thing that...

And Eileen rand running
around with a drug lord?

- Well, honestly...
- Wait.

I really don't know
the specifics.

Please do not thank me,
but I have ordered everyone

to stop talking about Julia
having a nervous breakdown.

Well, thank you anyway
for that.

But she's doing fine.

The split was amicable.

Well, you mean it's true?
You know what?

You have nothing
to worry about.

You are too good... someone's
gonna snatch you right up.

In fact,
I have this idea that...

What?
No, no, no, no, no.

J-Julia and I haven't
broken up.

I was talking about...
No, we're fine.

Harvey, look at me.

Julia's fine.
We are still together.

So I guess I will see
you both tonight

at that
theatre wingding thing?

Yes?
The two of you, together?

Yes, you will.

Julia will not only
be there with me,

but...

We're giving a speech...

A tribute,
as a team...

Both of us, together.

And I will be right there
cheering you on, as always.

All right, later.

Bye. Bye.

So it's up
to six dancers now?

Well, thank you
for telling me that, Peggy.

Clearly, you're taking
no delight whatsoever

- in my misfortune.
- Derek on two.

Bye, Peggy.

Did you not hear a word
I said to you this morning?

I didn't do anything.

You did a lot. It's just
catching up with you now.

Yeah, whatever.

What time is this thing
again tonight?

You're not coming.

Bombshell needs ambassadors,
not another liability.

I'm sorry.

Well, Julia the adulteress
is now Ambassador,

but the serial seducer isn't?

Is this a gender thing?

You know what?
I'm hanging up now, Derek.

You're not going to
'cause I'm gonna hang up first!

Another one of these.

I have a question
for you, young mate.

If you have something
somebody wants,

does that mean you
can't sleep with them?

Dude, I don't know.
My shift's over.

Dan, he's all yours.

Come on.

All women like me.

Hello.

You're not a dancer,
by any chance, are you?

Back off, dude.

She's with me.

I think the lady
can speak for herself.

Honey, I'm home.

Listen...

I may have done something.

I know.

- I heard.
- You heard?

Mary Testa just called.

She said that she heard
from Jackie Hoffman,

who heard
from Cheyenne Jackson,

who heard
from Harvey fierstein

that we're presenting
tonight?

- Yes. Well...
- You could have told me.

That's important!

I only said no because
I didn't want to sit at a table

and be silently judged
all night.

I can't say no

to the entire
American theatre wing.

How did this happen?

Okay.

First of all,
you can stand.

Good to know.
Tell me!

Well, I got a call
out of the blue...

From the head

of the theatre wing...
I forget her name.

Miriam Abramson.
I've met her.

Right, of course you have.

Well, apparently Miriam
needed someone

to speak
about the theatre wing

and all the beatific stuff
it does,

and when they heard
we were coming,

they thought,
who better than us?

That is so nice...

The community supporting us

after everything
we've just been through.

What do you want to say?

Do you want me to just
take a stab at it?

I've already jotted down
a few thoughts.

- A few?
- My God. My God!

I've got to do my hair.
Here, you take over

you're actually
excited about this.

Excited? No.
But I can do this.

You're my partner,
and I'm not gonna let you

stand up there alone.

And try
and keep it brief.

I hate it when
presenters run on.

Giving notes already
before I've even started...

Julia's back!

Or something like that.

He's crazy good.

- Like Jonathan Larson good
- Yes.

Maybe they're writing
the nextrent.

I know.
It's amazing.

I'm not crazy for stalking
this guy, right?

Honey, I'm ready
to stalk him.

Is he straight?
He can't be straight.

I mean,
it's musical theater.

It doesn't matter
if he is or he isn't.

He's not interested in me...
He called me "uptight."

Okay, I say this
with love,

but you did sound
a little uptight just now.

You guys,
just give her a break.

She's just out
of a three-year relationship,

and she's a little bit rusty.

She doesn't realize
when a guy is hitting on her.

You guys
are missing the point.

All I want to do is hear
the rest of his songs.

I just have
to figure out how.

I can think of one way.

I knew
you were gonna say that.

Okay, you're definitely not
writing the next Rent.

Please.

No, she isn't.

But she just gave me
a better idea.

Thanks for checking in.

Yeah, well, don't go pulling
a Lisa McMann on me

while I'm on tour, okay?

Well, maybe she's got
the right idea.

She gave it her all,

and when it didn't pan out,
she exited stage left,

and now she's
the happiest person we know.

What would you do
if you couldn't do this?

See, you don't have
an easy answer.

I gotta call you back.

Good evening.

Hi, there.

Sorry to intrude.

Miriam, lovely to see you.

I was really so touched

that you thought of us
for this honor,

especially in light
of recent events.

- I'm sorry. What?
- God.

I was just wondering
if you knew

when in the program
that we'd be speaking.

I get a little stage fright
sometimes.

But if I know
when it's coming, then...

- I don't... I-I'm sorry...
- Okay, pardon me, hi, hi.

Someone asked you
to speak tonight?

You did.

You asked Tom...

Levitt?

No, I'm quite certain
I didn't

and wouldn't either.

Hi. Hi. Hi.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

And you're gonna be.

Miriam. Excuse me.

Julia.

Julia?

Can you please stay,
so we can talk about this?

I had a million reasons
to be embarrassed

before I came here tonight,

and you just created
a new one.

I got caught in a moment,
and it got away from me.

I was gonna tell you
the truth.

But when you heard about this,
you were so happy,

for the first time in weeks.

It got you off the couch.
That doesn't make it okay!

Excuse me.

I have to tell you,

I just saw heaven on Earth
again for the third time.

- Wonderful.
- I'm so glad.

The new Fella's
not so good.

- Great.
- Helpful.

Julia...

Look...

I'm really worried
about you.

I feel awful about everything
that you're going through

with Frank and Leo,
but it is very hard

to watch you be this down
for so long.

Well, I'm sorry.

Maybe you'd bounce back faster,

but we're different people,

and I need to do this
on my own time.

But it's not just your time.
It's mine too.

As partners, if you're down
for the count, then so am I.

Is that what this is about?
I'm holding you down?

No.
You're doing it again.

You're hiding something.
Talk to me.

I'm not made of glass.

Fine.

Word on the street is that
you couldn't hack it

on Bombshell,

that you had
a nervous breakdown,

and that I should be looking
for another writing partner

before my career goes down
with yours.

You keep promising
you'll come out of it,

but then you find another reason
to crawl back onto the couch.

I am running
out of excuses for you.

I don't want a new
writing partner, okay?

I just want my old one back.

So this is greenpoint.

Half pierogies
and half poseurs...

What's not to love?

So where is this guy?

I'm looking.
I'm looking.

I'm gonna
get me some moonshine...

Or that.

- That's Kyle. Don't you dare.
- Too late.

There he is,
in the red flannel.

Okay, I'll admit

that's worth getting
on the "G" train for.

What are you waiting for?
Go say hi.

- Okay.
- Go.

Don't be uptight!

Hey.

Nice place.

Thanks.

Nice shoe.

It's sticky.

Kyle said he invited you.

I said you didn't know
where Brooklyn was.

I hate to rock your world.
I used to live in Brooklyn.

You are rocking my world.

My first apartment
was in Fort Greene, FYI.

Did it ever occur to you

I might be a little cooler
than you think?

Well, you just said "FYI,"
so, no.

So what does a girl got to do
to get a drink around here?

Ky, we need
some more brew!

That.

You can have mine
for now.

Thanks.

Okay, what is going on
with you?

God,
haven't you heard?

Well, picture
a whole line of rockettes...

A big pile of girls,
all telling lies about me.

You know what I'm like.
I'm not that bad.

Come on!

Look...

I know it was a big mess
at the end, and...

I was a complete ass,
all right?

But I'm not a monster, am I?

Why do you care
what I think all of a sudden?

Shouldn't you be asking Karen?

Isn't she your muse?

Maybe.
Whatever.

You're my friend.

All right,
you were my friend.

I was a lot
of things, Derek.

But now I don't know
what I am anymore.

Or if I even want to stay
in this business.

You're far too good to pack
it in... don't be so stupid.

I couldn't have been
that good.

I wasn't Marilyn.
You were my Marilyn.

What do I know?

I made a million
stupid mistakes.

Just prove me wrong.

You are a singular talent.

Don't give up.

I don't think
you're a monster.

Nope, not gonna happen.

Right.

Miriam...

How great to see you.

What a night.
Everybody's here.

Eileen, I was told

you wouldn't be joining us
this evening.

Well, you were told wrong.

I wouldn't dream
of missing this.

After all, what's more important
to me than our community?

I would think, at this moment,
your legal troubles.

Miriam, you and I have
a long history together.

Surely you know
I'm a woman of integrity.

I have an organization
to protect.

In these economic times,

we can't afford even
a whiff of impropriety.

So I trust you'll understand
why I have to ask you

and your team to leave.

I should have known
they were here with you.

I'm so sorry no one in New York
will get to see

what you lost everything for.

Best wishes to you.

Yes.

Yeah, yeah,
I liked the strokes too,

when I was 15.

You know what you are?

A snob.
Me?

- Yeah.
- I'm a snob?

Uhhuh.

At least I'm not uptight.

No, no, don't change
the subject.

You heard me, snob.

Deal with it.

So is that the piano
you don't play?

Yeah, I play a little...
Whatever...

When I'm in the mood.

Well, I sing a little
when I'm in the mood.

I'll bet you do.

So how will I know
if you're in the mood.

Well...
It'll be very obvious.

I might, like,
look around and...

Figure out
what the vibe is.

Okay.

And then I might just...

Stand up...

And stretch...

Warm up a bit.
I think I get the picture.

And then I...
I might just finish my drink.

Oops, already did...

Kind of.

Oop.

And, probably just...

Sing a song.

You son of a bitch.

Hold up a second!

- You stole my songs?
- What? No.

- I should kick your ass.
- Would you calm down?

I just showed her one... I had
no idea she was gonna do that.

I.. I'm so sorry.

I didn't think
you'd get so mad.

Stay out of this, princess.

My God.

I-I just think you're
really talented.

I want to help.

I don't need your help,
all right?

I-I write for myself.

You want to go write
your own musical? Great.

Go ahead.
Leave mine alone.

It's not just yours!

Yeah, says the guy
who sits there

and watches me
write the songs.

Hey... your music
is really good.

I know it's scary
to put yourself out there,

but you have to... otherwise,
you're never gonna know

how good you are.

Yeah.

Well, unlike you,

I don't need other people
to tell me I'm good.

I know I'm good.

- I know I'm good too.
- Yeah?

Then why aren't you out there
onstage, in the city,

taking your curtain call,
instead of out here,

begging two strangers for a song
to help you get there!

You know, I think you should
just take your friends and go.

Don't worry.
We're going.

Well, we came, we saw,
we got shunned.

I say we go.
We're going...

But not until we do something
very important.

What's going on?

I want to help.

Good.

I want the world
to see what it would miss

if Bombshel went away.

And how do we do that?

We put on a performance
they'll never forget.

I like it.
Calling Karen?

On it.

Straight to voice mail.

What do we do now?

Hi. Sorry.
I came as fast as I could.

No, please, Ivy.

We're just so grateful to you
for doing this.

Hey, I'm just excited someone
still wants to hear me sing.

I realize
you didn't want me here,

but here I am.
Please.

None of us are supposed
to be here.

Hello. Hi.

I'm Julia Houston.

Just wanted to make
a little impromptu tribute

to Miriam Abramson for pulling
off this incredible night.

Right?

I am happy to introduce...

Ivy Lynn...

One of Broadway's
future stars,

who will be singing
one of our songs

from Bombshell,
coming to Broadway...

This season.

Yeah.

Now I'm ready to go.

Well, you certainly made an
impression last night.

More than you know.

Turns out the U.S. attorney's
wife was there.

How about that?
What a happy coincidence.

Yes, and it seems that
we're allowed to resume work

on the show, just so long
as it's not for profit

or public consumption.

But how can you resume work
on the show

if you don't have the money
to pay anyone?

How much do you need?

I'll have my lawyer
draw up a contract.

I don't want to owe you
anything but money.

Wonderful.

Dude...

Yo!

All right,
cut the cold shoulder.

Just spit it out.

You know
what I'm upset about.

You cost us our one shot
with a real Broadway actor

with actual connections.

Look, I'm sorry if I...
Overreacted.

That girl just bugs me.

She's so full of herself,
you know?

Well, she's gone, so you got
your way, as always.

You know, I've been
cleaning up your messes

since we were kids.

Without me,
you wouldn't have a job

or an apartment
or any friends

because you piss
everyone off.

And that girl
was the one person

who could have
gotten us closer

to everything
I've ever wanted.

Would it have killed you to do
something for me for once?

I made coffee this morning.

And by the way,

I don't just
watch you write.

I'm writing the book
for this thing.

Selfish prick.

What's the occasion?

These are apology muffins.

They do look very guilty.

Tom, I am so sorry
for everything.

Last night I got so excited
about the show again,

just hearing Ivy
sing our song.

I promise I will work
from here to eternity

to make it up to you...
And to Bombshell,

if we're lucky enough
to get another chance.

Than

and I'm sorry I lied to you.
It was dumb.

So, in the spirit
of honesty

and as your friend
and partner...

Can I say something?

Yes.

It's time to retire
the scarves.

Yo.

Hey.

Sorry.

At least someone
had a good time last night.

Hey.

How did you find me?

My God,
where did you get that?

I may have left that
on their fridge last night.

What?

- What's up, Jimmy?
- Come on.

- Hey.
- You need to get back inside.

This is everything
I've written so far.

I didn't expect this.

Yeah.

The only reason
I'm trusting you with this

is because I owe it to Kyle.

Thank you.

I think this could
be really big.

I figured you might need
a little extra caffeine

this morning

and a little extra grease.

You're too kind.

And I wanted to thank you
for what you said last night.

You really helped pull me
out of my funk.

What did I say?

I'm teasing, darling...
Anytime.

This storm's gonna pass
for you too.

Right now you're just
in the worst of it.

And...

I'm sorry.
Is this a bad time?

Do you have company
or something?

Actually, I do.

We're just having
a little work session.

- Hey.
- Hi.

I'm sorry.
I-I didn't mean to intrude.

I heard you saved the day
last night.

I was on the subway
when they called me.

Yeah.

It was fun.

So I guess
I'll see you guys around.

Bye.

Right, then...

This kid's song
better be good enough

to get me out of bed
with a stinking hangover.

Let's see, shall we?

- What was that about?
- Nothing important.

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