All language subtitles for The Neighbors s02e13 High School Reunion.eng

Larry: In the name of
all that is decent and holy,

what is that revolting
concoction?

It's a kale, fish-oil, dill,
pollen, quinoa smoothie.

Marty and I have our 25th
high-school reunion coming up,

and I want to look amazing.
[Chuckles]

Reunion!
Oh, that sounds wonderful!

It's a chance to see old friends
and relive old memories

and reminisce
about days gone by.

Nah, it's more like a contest

to see whose life
turned out the best.

But I am not gonna play
that game. No way.

Tina Giannulli, my high-school
frenemy, might play, but not me.

When was the last time
you ate solid food?

[Gulps] Four days ago.

Deb! Deb!

Guess who just got invited
to play our reunion.

Motor Baut.

[Chuckles] Wow!

Motor boat... I have not heard
that name in the longest time.

It's "Baut," Deb. "Baut."
It's "boat."

The name of your high-school
band was "Motor Boat."

That's because everyone ignores
the two little dots over the "u."

Am I the only one who knows
what an umlaut is? God!

Motor Baut was the
greatest high-school band

in the history of the 1980s.

I was just rhythm guitar,
but I loved those guys

like they're my brothers,
and now it's time

to get back into
our leather pants and rock!

Motor Baut!

Oh. Marty, are you sure
that's a good idea?

- Can you even find those stinky old
leather pants?
she's Satan's siren

What the hell is going on?
Rock 'n' roll, baby!

Motor Baut! Yeah! Whoo!

I'm gonna... I'm g...
I'll clean that up now.

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[Laughing] Isn't this
the most fun you ever had

in your entire life?

Who needs a girlfriend when
you can have this kind of fun?

Wha-ha-whoo!

I don't know.
This feels a little dangerous.

And I have
a sweater to finish, so...

No! Don't go!

I'm heartbroken over
my breakup with Amber.

If I stop laughing,
I'll start crying.

I feel your pain, dawg,
but get it together!

"Fast and Furious" night with
the Weaver kids is coming up.

Me and Amber in the same room?

I'm sorry, Dick,

but I'm afraid our "Fast
and the Furious" Fridays

are a thing of the past.

It looks like my
brother's sad love life

just became my problem.

Marty: In my defense,
how many guys can wear

the same pair of pants
they wore 25 years ago?

I'm not sure
what that number is,

but subtract 1 from it.

Come on, Larry.
Don't make me feel insecure

about my appearance, okay?

I'm intimidated enough already.

This was a seriously
good-looking group of guys.

Marty, has it ever
occurred to you

you might be putting your
former bandmates on a pedestal

and they couldn't possibly
be that... good God.

Those are some gorgeous men.

- I'm hideous.
- Right?

I just hope the guys
aren't still mad at Debbie.

- They hate me.
- Hate you?

How could anybody hate you?

I'll tell you everything

while you help me get pretty
for the reunion.

At your service, Debbie Weaver!

Ow!
Ooh, yeah.

Things started out fine
with Debbie and the guys.

And then they turned
on her, one by one.

Eventually,
I was forced to choose

between my girl and the music.

I chose Debbie.
The band broke up over it.

I guess you could say
Debbie was our yoko.

I guess I was their Yoko.

If before she got with John,

she dated Paul, George,
and Ringo.

And Pete best.
And a few of the stones.

No!

You were romantically involved

with all of the guys
in the band?

- And the girl who played backup synth.
- Debbie Weaver!

Oh, come on, Jackie.

You know
the whole musician thing.

No, I do not know
the whole musician thing.

Oh, being onstage
with an instrument

makes ugly guys handsome,
short guys tall,

and the hot guys
in Motor Boat so hot

that I just had to stick
my tongue in their mouths.

Ooh.
That's disgusting.

They had this blue light
that they used onstage.

It was so moody.

Oh, I broke all their hearts.

They wrote a lot
of songs about me.

There was this one about
a boat that crashed

and sank on a
treacherous shore.

Are you sure it wasn't just
a song about a boat?

Oh, Jackie, it's never
just about a boat.

Our best song was all about
a boat... "Satan's siren."

Marty, were you
actually in this band,

or were you just walking by
when the photo was taken?

- Shane was the star.
- I've never seen such a specimen.

I'm hoping that the years have
leveled the field somewhat.

I mean, I see guys my age
at the grocery store.

They are not holding up so well.

You cannot put a price
on this hairline.

[Doorbell rings]

- Marty!
- Marty!

You guys look great.
Come in.

Killer spot, dude!

[Whistles] Nice pad, Marty.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

Let's go have a couple of beers.

We'll catch up
while we wait for Shane.

Marty, Shane's no
longer with us.

What? Oh, God. No.
He didn't...

No, no. He's fine.
He married his yoga teacher.

She's, like, 23.

Poor guy's so tired,
he had to give up music.

[Chuckles]
A fate worse than death.

Except for the 23-year-old
yoga-teacher part.

Hey, guys.

Nice to see you again.

- Deborah.
- Deborah.

Listen, Marty, we know
it's a lot of pressure,

but maybe you should
try playing lead guitar.

Oh, yeah. I don't know.
I-I could try that out, I guess.

Sure. You want to
hit the garage?

- Let's rock.
- All right, bro.

Just like old days, huh?

This out of the way.

Shane wanted you to have this.

The Shane saw.

Thanks, guys.
Gentlemen, let's rock.

One, two, three, four.

[Discordant music plays]

Stop that infernal
noise this minute!

Good God, I could get
lost in those eyes.

Hey, Larry, we're kind of
busy right now, buddy.

You a musician, dude?

Um, well, I dabbled
in the ukulele, dude.

You got a good vibe,

and we're short
a rhythm guitarist,

if you want in.

No, no.
No, guys, guys, hold on.

Larry knows nothing
about rock music.

Come on.
Give the dude a chance.

Seriously? Give him
the chain saw, bro.

[Sighs]

Mm.

Let's see.

[Discordant notes play]

Not as easy as I make
it look, is it, Larry?

Excuse me.
I never tried this before.

[Melodic chords play]

I think I'm getting it.

Things take practice, you know.

[Electric guitar playing]

Ooh. Yes, I'm really getting
the hang of it now.

That took a while.

[Electric guitar solo]

This Amber-and-Reggie breakup

is more problematic
than I realized.

Amber's in her sixth
stage of Amber grief...

Make everyone around you cry.

Which were also
stages one through five.

If we want "Fast and
Furious" Fridays,

then we're gonna have
to "Parent Trap" them.

[Knock on door]

What the hell do you want?

I come bearing tidings
from my brother.

- Amber wrote this for me?
- Mm-hmm.

My heart is already singing.

"Love alters not with his
brief hours and weeks,

"but bears it out even
to the edge of doom.

Your friend, Reggie."

Wow! I didn't know
the kid had it in him.

"If you want to
get back together

"so we can watch 'Tokyo Drift'

"with three adorable children,
check box 'a.'

if not, check 'b.'
But check 'a.'"

she also included
a "my little pony" sticker

to sweeten the deal.

Sorry, guys.

yeah!

[Note plays]

[Song ends]

Larry, how would you like
to be our lead guitarist.

- What?!
- Sure.

Hold on, guys.

Wait, look,
Larry's great and all,

but I don't
know if we're gonna...

Come on, Marty.

It's pretty obvious
that Larry Bird

was meant to be the new
leader of Motor Baut.

Yeah.
It's pretty obvious.

Yeah, yeah. Totally.
No, I see... I see that.

I'm gonna go, uh, get us some
sodas out of the fridge.

Marty? One last thing
before you go.

They took my pants, Deb.

Who took your pants, honey?

The band.

Yeah, they'll do that.

Oh. High-school reunions
are so wonderful.

Must be so nice to
have all these people

you share a past with.

You're so lucky, Debbie Weaver.

Yeah, yeah.
I wonder if Tina's here yet.

Lorraine Warner?
It is so good to see you.

Oh. Thank you.

That's the third person

to call me "Lorraine"
since we've arrived.

Yeah, um, Bayonne High
was like 90% Italian.

The rest were Irish.

There was one black girl,
Lorraine Warner.

- So everyone thinks that I'm her.
- Yeah. I'm sorry.

But don't you see?

If I'm Lorraine Warner,
then I have a past.

It's like being home again.

I have to go catch up
with my old friends.

Wait a sec.
Don't tell me.

Uh... um...

Debbie Alper?

[Both chuckle]

Uh, let me think.
Uh...

Tina... Giannulli?

Ah.
Come here, you!

yeah!

[Cheers and applause]

Greetings, suburban
middle-aged mediocrities.

I am Larry Bird,
and we are Motor Baut.

And we'll be back in a short
while to rock some more.

[Cheers and applause]

Hey, Larry, this reunion
was my chance to rock again

after all these years,
and you're ruining it for me.

I think that it's time
you stepped aside.

After all the time
and effort I put

into being the world's
greatest guitar player?

Yes.

Gentlemen of Motor Baut,
it's come to my attention

that Marty Weaver would
like me to leave the band.

Marty, are you seriously trying
to sabotage this band again?

Not sabotage, per se.

Look, I know we all
made out with your wife,

but that was years ago, man.

- Get over yourself.
- Wait. What?

So, after my nationally
televised appearance

on the hit ABC show
"Shark Tank,"

Barbara saw
raw potential in me,

and she encouraged me
to enroll in business school.

Oh, well, Debbie,

a strong foundation in business
is a wonderful thing.

Which is why my husband and I

just donated a library
to a business school.

Library?
Oh, you mean like the books.

Sure.

The books, the walls,
the floor, the ceiling.

The hard part was
figuring out a name,

because the school gymnasium
already had our name on it.

[Chuckles] [Chuckles]

That's tough.

Oh.

[Door closes]

All right, quick,
somebody make sure

there's a tight tourniquet
to stop the bleeding.

If we act fast enough,
we can save the arm.

What the hell is going on?

Reggie, I have
a confession to make.

Max didn't really
chop off his arm.

Well, since we're here,
we might as well

stick around and see
which way Tokyo is drifting.

Am I right?

Guys, listen, Amber and I
aren't together anymore.

We're not gonna be hanging
out like we used to.

But you're still
next-door neighbors.

Yeah, doesn't that
trump former lovers?

Okay, never use
the word "lovers" again.

And, also, when you're exes,

sometimes you need
a long cooling-off period.

It's not gonna be the same.
This is between me and Amber.

We're still gonna be your
big brother and big sister,

just not together.

[Sighs]

I think we just found out
which way Tokyo's drifting.

Honestly, bro,
where do you think

all our great songs came from?

"Satan's siren,"
"The tramp from Bayonne."

"Dirty Debbie."
I mean, come on.

I thought that song was about
the lunch lady in the cafeteria

who never changed her apron.

Mm... nope.

It took me 25 years
to figure out

that "Satan's siren"
isn't just about a boat?

Dude, it's never
just about a boat.

Lorraine, remember the time

you set off that cherry bomb
inside Mrs. Schwartz's car?

[New Jersey accent] Well,
she was just begging for it,

always busting my chops
all the time.

I always thought you were
the coolest girl at school.

[Chuckles]
You girls are too cute.

Too cute.

Anyway, with the twins
away at Harvard,

we spend most of our time
at the Turks and Caicos house.

Hmm. Well,
congratulations, Tina.

You win.

Win?
[Scoffs]

Well, Debbie, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Sure, you don't.

I may not have mansions
or vacation homes

or prize-winning poodles,
but I have something

that is way more important
than that... my family.

I have three wonderful kids,
a husband I adore.

Our relationship is rock solid.

You made out with
every guy in my band?

- You're Satan's siren!
- What?

This whole relationship
is built on lies.

This marriage is a sham.

I know a great divorce attorney
from my country club.

Oh, shut up, Tina!

You see that sandwich?

It's me.
The leftover.

The last choice.

You know, I think
a more apt metaphor

is that Debbie is like
this party sandwich

in that everybody here
has already had a piece.

You know, this just
reinforces my feelings

about being second-rate.

You know, backup guitarist,
backup boyfriend,

backup husband.

Maybe. Sure.

You know, Larry,
I was mad at you

for stealing the spotlight,
but let's be honest.

The spotlight was
never mine to begin with.

Hello.

Would you like me to sign
your breast, wing, or thigh?

I have an awesome idea!

Let's all go down the shore
in my Camaro,

get some hoagies and
Italian ices at Jersey free...

Having fun, Lorraine?

[British accent] If anybody
asks, you're in ad sales.

[All murmuring]

I'm sorry, Marty.

I should have
told you about Rob.

And John.

And Shane.

And Trudy.

How do you think I feel, Deb?

Finding out 25 years
after high school

that I was your last choice.

So I kissed the other
guys in your band.

But then you and I got together,
and everyone else fell away.

You weren't
my last choice, Marty.

You were my best choice.

You won, Marty.
We both did.

So come on. Are we okay?

I don't know, Deb.
I think I need more time.

[Sighs]

[Indistinct conversations]

For a little while,

it was nice to be somebody
who had old friends.

Well, I'm your friend.

And this reunion's making
me feel pretty old.

- Oh, Jackie.
it would make me
believe what tomorrow could bring

Playing "remember when"
is a dangerous game.

we're trying to recapture the
feeling of our teenage years,

but is that a place you
really want to go back to?

We romanticize high school, but
the truth is it wasn't easy.

There were tough times,
broken hearts,

friends that let you down.

- Marty.

I got carried away
being a living God.

These pants belong to you.

- Thank you.
and what would you
say if I called on you now?

You have to put them back on,
though. Security's coming.

They'll never catch me.

Rock 'n' roll!

Debbie: But sometimes,
if you're really lucky,

some of the best things
from high school

stay with you forever.

[Tapping]

This... this song
is for my wife, Debbie.

I-I realized something
tonight.

I was a, uh,
backup rhythm guitarist

who was never really
in the blue light.

But somehow,

the most amazing woman
in the world still saw me.

I'm the luckiest sailor ever.

Yeah.

[Cheers and applause]

Thank you, Bayonne High!
I love you guys!

- I love you.
- Oh, I love you, too, baby.

I think these are
the P.E. teacher's panties.

Well, that's
rock 'n' roll, baby.

[Crowd chanting]

Yeah.

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