All language subtitles for little-fires-everywhere 06 The Uncanny

Father God,

I just ask that you would
watch over our daughter, Mia,

as she willingly and willfully

goes to New York City to
get a degree in fine art.

They had 1,800 homicides,
up from last year.

Protect Mia, sweet Jesus
in that Big Apple of sin.

- And we pray for our son, Warren.
- Mm.

And get him to the NFL.

If it be thy will.

That one of our children

might honor us with a successful career.

Amen. Amen.

Thank you, Daddy and Mama,

for that beautiful prayer.

♪ Take me with you ♪

You're lying. She didn't say that.

No, no, she literally asked
the whole deaconess board

to pray that you don't
come back a hooker.

Or worse, a lesbian.

All I'm coming back
as is a better artist.

I hope.

Here. Don't...

don't open it until
you get to your dorm.

Mia, I said wait.

Wren...

No! You've been
saving for a car forever.

Aw, come on. By next year,

I'll-I'll have some scholarship
to some big ass school.

Come on, Mi, just take it.
New York's expensive.

No way.

At least take this.

- Mace?
- You gonna need it.

♪ Yeah, I'd go anywhere with you, baby ♪

♪ Anywhere with you ♪

♪ Would be a hell of a lot sweeter ♪

♪ Once was enough to convince me,
sexy thing, yeah ♪

♪ Everywhere you go ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Take me with you ♪

♪ Come on, now ♪

♪ So better far, no one will know ♪

♪ They won't know ♪

You ready?

Then sit.

What is beauty?

How do we recognize it?

Is it in the extraordinary?

The mundane?

Or in Das Unheimlich?

The uncanny.

Wow.

Consider Sigmund Freud's definition.

That the uncanny is in that
class of the terrifying

which leads back to something long
known to us, once very familiar.

This is fine.

Where's the stuff I
saw in your portfolio?

The re-purposed materials, the collages.

I-I was just trying to
do the assignment.

Oh, and you say those
kids are your subjects?

But are they?

Uh, I thought so.

That stuff is you.

Don't abandon that.

This semester, we'll explore how
your familiar heimlich, or home,

can become uncanny, repulsive.

Or even terrifying.

That's the point of
what we're doing here.

Either put something new into the world

or use what you have

to show me what is terrifying,

repulsive, and uncanny about you.

So you were right.

Those kids weren't my subject.

Not technically, I mean.

It's-it's really about me and...

this new place, this city

that is so terrifying, in some ways,

but also familiar.

How did you get this layering, here?

I exposed two negatives
together repeatedly.

But what about those darker spots?

I used a flame to singe some areas away.

Come to my opening.

It's at my friend's gallery
in the East Village.

Next weekend.

- Back the fuck up.
- No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I've been watching you,
trying to get up the nerve.

Okay, you look so much like my wife.

You look like her.
You look just like her, and...

I thought like, maybe it was a sign.

A sign for what? What do you want?

Okay. My wife and I, um...

can't have children,
and we're looking for a surrogate

who looks like her.

Um, so that-that could carry our baby.

And I realize that sounds
completely bizarre.

I know that, and I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.
You don't have to say anything.

Okay, I don't even know
if you would consider this.

If you could even use the money.

Can I just... just...

That's me, okay. I'm... I'm Joe.

My wife's Madeline, Maddie.

We just...

You could just think about it.

Please.

♪ We're coming, we're coming,
we're coming ♪

♪ We're coming, we're coming,
we're coming ♪

♪ We're coming, we're coming,
we're coming ♪

♪ We're here ♪

♪ Oh! ♪

♪ Whoo! ♪

Mia.

There she is. Anita, come here.

My student I was bragging about.

Mia Wright.

It's nice to meet you.

Hi.

♪ We're the chiefs of relief ♪

♪ Contained by wild beasts ♪

♪ The finesse of the west,
the masterpiece of the east ♪

♪ The boss, of course,
as the lord of our fort ♪

♪ The ones with the
platinum vocal chords ♪

♪ We're the science of
desire with a magical mic ♪

♪ The monarch of the dark in
the night, all right ♪

♪ We advertise and specialize ♪

♪ In the exercise and we'll energize ♪

♪ The young ladies thighs,
'cause all the fly guys ♪

♪ Nature's to rise right
before their eyes ♪

♪ We're the Earl of the
world and the air of flair ♪

♪ The Duke of dare,
the Mayor of debonair ♪

♪ Got fine, drink wine,
can dance and dine ♪

♪ Got a first class female,
oh, so fine ♪

- ♪ I just want you to always be easy ♪
- ♪ To the bridge ♪

♪ Keep on shaking that thing ♪

♪ I want you swinging and
swinging and swinging ♪

♪ Tell me how now, hey ♪

♪ Like dynamite before it blows ♪

Thanks again for letting me stay.

And-and for this.

My friend, Andrew,
crashed with me for a bit.

He left some clothes behind.

He moved out?

No, he's been in the hospital
with pneumonia for weeks.

This is his piece.

Always losing people, aren't we?

Not me. I'm staying.

Good.

I can't leave, Wren. I can't.

They said it's all budget
cuts and fucking Reagan.

And how am I supposed to come
up with $12,000 for next year?

I don't know, Mi.

Mom-Mom and Dad
will be back from church soon.

They'll just tell me to go to a
real school so I can get a real job.

They don't understand.

This is where I have to be.

This is what I have to do.

You listen to me. Just find a way.

Okay? Do what you have to do.

Just find a way. There's always a way.

This must feel like a lot.

But we are just so
grateful that you called.

We know how crazy this sounds.

And there is...

no real road map for this.

We're just really trying to
figure this out for ourselves.

So there's absolutely no pressure,
there's no rush.

How much would you pay?

And-and how soon would I get it?

We thought $10,000, if that seems...

I-I can't do it for less than 12.

I think we can make 12 work.

You think, or...

- or you can?
- We can.

We can, we can draw official paperwork.

- We can figure out a payment...
- Anything...

to make you feel comfortable.

I'm comfortable.

I'm in.

She's in.

She's in.

Thank you.

Hi! Happy Monday. Come in, come in.

- Wow, good morning.
- Good morning.

Oh, so this guy's going
to need a bottle soon

and probably a diaper change.

I'll get him all cleaned up
and ready for world domination.

Aw. Lexie's already eaten.
She'll give you no trouble.

And Trip's kind of a grazer.

Emergency contacts.

While my mother is
at the top of the list,

you definitely do not want
to call her after 3:30 p. m.,

at which time she turns into a pumpkin.

A boozy, unreliable pumpkin.

I get it, I have an aunt with,
um, pumpkin tendencies.

- Hi, it's Rachel, right?
- Oh.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you. Bill.

And hi to you.

Last night was really fun.

- Big boy.
- Oh.

You gonna take care
of your brother and sister?

Hold down the fort? Oh, I could just...

I want to eat you. Okay.

- Honey, have a great first day back.
- I will.

- I'm right behind you.
- Okay, bye, guys.

Okay, Mommy's going.

Mommy loves you.

Oh!

Don't be nervous.

Moms always have a hard
time going back to work,

but you have nothing
to feel guilty about.

Seriously.

Ooh! Okay, let's go find
your brother and sister.

- Hi.
- Woo-hoo!

Oh, thank you.

- Elena.
- Hi.

- You look amazing.
- Oh, thanks.

I could kill you.

Come on, let us see the little guy.

Well, look who finally decided
to put down the babies.

Oh!

His name's not really Moody, is it?

Not that I'm judging.

It's Michael.

I can't believe you have three now.

- I know.
- Please tell me you're done.

So done. Uh, in fact,

I wanted to talk to you.

I heard Danny left for The Plain Dealer,

and I'd really love to take on more.

Yeah, absolutely, let's talk.

There's been a lot of changes
since you've been gone.

Sandra actually got promoted
to Danny's position,

so you will be reporting to her.

Wow. Congratulations.

I definitely need something.
Anything that works.

I'm not opposed to the pill.
Uh, I've read about the sponge.

But is it messy?

I was thinking of
something more long-term.

What do you think of an IUD?

This is actually a bigger
conversation between you and Bill.

Does, uh, tubal ligation have a...

- a lengthy recovery?
- Elena.

You can't have birth control right now.

You're pregnant.

No.

Yes.

So I go to watch the game, and someone

has taped the goddamn
royal wedding over it.

- No.
- Someone.

Okay, I know, I know,
it was bad, but it was so good.

Still none for you. Right, Linda?

Uh, yeah, none for me.

- Thank you.
- Honey?

Definitely.

And that's when I realized the doll
was covered in Trip's actual shit.

- Oh.
- Oh, my God.

Poor Lexie.

Well, that girl needs her own room.

- Mm-hmm.
- How's the search going?

It'd be a lot quicker if Bill
would take my mom up on her offer.

Hey, if my in-laws wanted to give
me a free house, I'd take it.

- Down payment free, but...
- I'd be afraid to turn into my mother.

That would take a lot of gin.

And with the upkeep alone, I'd
have to kiss the PD's office goodbye.

Which isn't a terrible thing.

It's a partner track at a big firm.

You know, you guys should buy in Ludlow.

You hear about those new loans?
They're practically paying

- white people to stay.
- My mother is on the committee

that-that pushed for those.

The loans are... they're not
really for people like us.

Oh, and Cynthia gave me
a recommendation for book club.

- It's a good red.
- Yeah, good wine.

She said it's a romantic
story with a twist.

I'm so sorry.

So sorry. One second.

Oh, my God, Mark.

No.

No, she can't be. Not again.

- Not after I...
- Look, I think we should tell them.

They'd want to know.

Miscarriages, I mean,

they happen to people all the time.

Not to Elena.

Mm.

Mom.

- I'm so sorry about the sitter.
- It's fine.

I canceled bridge.

Moody here just cried himself to sleep.

And those other two,
do you even discipline them?

Oh, this place. It's a disaster.

I don't know why you would
rather live in a shoebox

than a beautiful family home.

I'm pregnant again.

I, I just got back, and-and now
I'm gonna be derailed again.

And fucking Sandra got
promoted to editor.

Sweetheart, I mean, it's impressive

that you've worked for
as long as you have.

This obsession that your generation has.

It is okay to just be a
woman and let men be men.

You... you don't know what
it means to love your work.

This paper that you're working for,
no one even reads it.

And-and Bill told me that your job
barely even pays for your help.

Bill said that?

You should be trying to make
things easier on yourself.

Things would be easier
without another baby.

I mean, you're acting
as if it's a choice.

It is.

We've held up signs that said so.

You have money and resources,

and there is no reason that
you can't have another baby.

Is not wanting another one a reason?

Not for people like us.

Look at me. This is a good thing.

This is-this is a good thing.
We're gonna have another baby.

I can't believe it.

Four.

Yeah, four, and I promise it's not
gonna be much different than three.

Okay, come here, come here, come here.

How am I supposed to tell work?

You can... maybe
you can drop back to part-time.

Or you can...
you can just drop it all together.

Honey, I think that you're gonna have

a lot on your plate with the move.

Was this fourth baby all part
of some elaborate plan you had?

To get me to say yes
to the parent's house?

Come here.

I hope it's a girl.

What was that name we loved?

- Isabelle.
- Yeah, right.

- Isabelle.
- Yeah.

No, no way.

His Marlboro ads are not art.
They're derivative.

- He's basically stealing.
- You mean appropriating?

Don't we all do some version
of that in our own art?

I mean, look what you're doing.

You take things that don't
technically belong to you

and put them in your art.

I manipulate, I curate.

What Richard Prince is doing is
something completely different.

What about Grandmaster Flash?

Is that art, or is he stealing
from The Tom Tom Club?

I'm not saying you can't appropriate.

Duchamp, or Warhol,
they all appropriate.

But you just can't only appropriate.

Like Richard Prince,
it's-it's totally fucking boring.

I've never even used a tampon before.

I've never...

Are you...

Are you a virgin?

Do you want me to help you?

It's like you said.

The art should either bring
something new into the world

or-or something strange and
familiar and terrifying,

or at the very least, uncomfortable.

It should give us the uncanny.

So you were listening that first day.

You really think
Richard Prince is boring?

Totally fucking boring.

Yeah, then you wouldn't want your
work at a show with him here.

Hmm.

Uh, what?

I'm gonna be in a show
with Richard Prince!

Oh!

Wow.

Oh.

This.

This one we can work with. I love this.

I don't know. I'm not sure it works.

The assignment's to do a self-portrait.

So stop avoiding it.

Avoiding what?

Feeling it.

When are you gonna
tell me what you've done?

He's here.

Wren!

What the hell?

Told you there was a good reason
why I didn't come home this summer.

Look, are we really not gonna
talk about how crazy this is?

I mean, I'd-I'd be this kid's uncle.

Not this kid. Your kid.

It's not my kid.

This is wrong.

And twisted, Mi. God has a plan for you.

- Don't parrot them.
- And I'm pretty sure

- that's not what this is.
- What about my plan?

Does that matter?

Do you realize that your
sister is one of the most

talented artists I have ever met?

Anyone can be a mother.

Few can do what your sister does.

In fact...

no one can.

So, do I look like a New Yorker?

- Mm...
- Eh?

Mm.

- Uh...
- Come on.

- Yeah?
- Uh...

Yeah, it's, uh...

Yeah, not touristy at all.

I love it, by the way.

It's so you.

Yeah, the door fills up with
water when it rains, but...

Gives it character.

To open when you're home.

Come on.

- Okay.
- I'll open this thing.

Aw. Come on.

Look, Mi, I... I want us to be cool.

The last thing I want to do
is fight in front of the baby.

I mean, she's already gonna
have a hard enough time

going through life with
that big-ass forehead of yours.

She?

It's a gut feeling.

Do me a favor.

Play her some Marvin Gaye while you can.

If she can't grow up
with her Uncle Warren,

at least she can have
some good taste in music.

I love you so much.

I love you, too.

So, uh...

you gonna break it to Mom and Dad
that their prayers didn't work?

Well, at least you're not
a hooker, I guess.

- What?
- Come on.

The-the whole Pauline thing.

Oh.

No, no, it's-it's not like that. It's...

- Oh.
- My professor, my mentor.

Mm-hmm. Right.

Well, whoever she is,
she don't know you like I do.

Never let anyone tell you who you are.

Not even me.

Hm?

You say you want to create something
that will change the world.

What if it's her?

Did you mean what you said to Warren?

Am I making the right choice?

Look at this.

What do you see?

A monster.

I see...

power.

Beauty.

Ugliness.

Gods and mothers.

Virgins.

I see the monsters, too.

And I love them. Fiercely.

What are we?

I mean, to each other.

What do you feel?

Everything.

My turn.

Isabelle, come on.
You have to eat, please.

Damn it.

Okay, Isabelle, sweetie, it's coming.
Just, just hold on.

Okay, Isabelle, sweetie,
it's coming. Just, just hold on.

Moody, just watch
your sister, all right?

Okay?

It's coming, all right?
Just everybody, calm down.

Lexie, would you take care
of Moody, please?

Just give your brother a
hug or something. Just...

They must have turned the water off.

I don't know. I don't know.

You call him! You were the
one who wanted this renovation.

Jesus!

I don't-I don't give a damn
about your partners, Bill.

I need you. I need
you to do actual things.

Where is the fucking pacifier?

Jesus Christ. Elena, what the hell?

Hi, sweetie.

Four is different than three.

What are you doing?
Elena, where are you going?

To get a god damn pacifier.

It's okay, sweetie. It's okay.

♪ Fly, Robin, fly ♪

♪ Fly, Robin, fly ♪

Manager, aisle four.

♪ Fly, Robin, fly ♪

♪ Up, up to the sky ♪

- Yes. Um, Manhattan.
- What city?

What name, please?

Uh, Jamie Caplan.

Hello?

Jamie?

Yes, who's this?

It-it's me. It's Elena.

So, you... you good? How's life?

Okay, you can't do that.

You can't call me sobbing
hysterically out of the blue and...

What's wrong? Is it Bill?

The kids? What?

I'll have another.

You can't not tell me.

Okay, I crossed
the George Washington Bridge

in Friday night traffic for this.

I drove to Rochester.

Uh, I don't want to talk
about Bill or the, the kids.

I just want to...

hear about you.

How is New York?

It's, uh, it's loud.

And, uh...

expensive.

And I can't imagine being anywhere else.

I just got a job.

At The Times.

You're writing for The New York Times?

I'm an editorial assistant.

But...

Yeah, that'd be the goal, yeah.

I'm in business now, but...

hopefully foreign correspondent,
eventually.

For the travel.

And my love of war-torn architecture.

You always were fond of destruction.

You know that's not what I wanted.

I still think about how things
would've been different

if you just said yes.

If you'd stayed in Paris.

Do you think about it?

I had a life to start. A plan.

I mean, it's most peoples' plan, right?

Graduate college, get a job,
get married,

have kids, and you're happy 'til death.

Are you happy?

Are you?

Happy?

- Did you do this?
- What? No, I didn't.

I didn't, I swear.

- Get up.
- No.

Come on, dance with me.

♪ So close ♪

♪ So close and yet so far ♪

♪ Carried your books from school ♪

♪ Playin' make believe
you're married to me ♪

♪ You were fifth grade, I was sixth ♪

♪ When we came to be ♪

♪ Walkin' home every day ♪

♪ Over Bonnicut Bridge and Bay ♪

♪ Till we grew into the me and you ♪

♪ Who went our separate ways ♪

♪ My eyes adored you ♪

♪ Though I never laid a hand on you ♪

♪ My eyes adored you ♪

♪ Like a million miles away from me ♪

♪ You couldn't see how I adored you ♪

Oh, oh.

I'm sorry, I just...

I just need a minute.

Shit.

Ugh.

Elena, you okay?

Fuck.

I need to go.

Why?

What's wrong?

Hey, hold on a second.
Can we talk about this?

Look, I, I want this.

And I know you do, too.

What? A fling at a motel in Rochester?

I still love you.

I...

I never stopped. I...

I just didn't want your plan.

And by the sounds of it,
you don't want it, either.

But you don't have to settle.

And you do not have to be miserable.

I never said either of those things.

No, no, you just...

Call me out of nowhere
and ask me to drive

six hours in the middle
of the night to see you.

I called you because I needed a friend.

Not someone to take advantage
of me in a hard moment.

Take advantage of you?
Are you fucking kidding me?

I'm married, Jamie.

I have four children
with the man I love.

I like my life.

I chose my life.

I, I just... oh, I needed...

I don't know. I don't
know what I needed.

But it wasn't... it wasn't this.

Elena. Jesus Christ, thank God.

- Are you okay?
- What happened? Where have you been?

We called the hospitals
and your friends.

- Your mom is worried sick.
- I just needed a minute.

Okay.

Okay, well, I'm glad you took one.

I'm gonna go. You should get some sleep.

Okay, I'll call you later.

Oh, and um, you should probably
be careful in there.

There may still be some
pieces of china on the floor.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Where's Isabelle?

- Um, she's sleeping, finally.
- Good.

Do you want me to go get her?

No.

I've got it.

- Hello?
- Mia.

It's awful. It's so awful.

- Mom?
- He's gone. He's gone.

Your brother's gone.

Mama, can-can you please slow down?

There's been an accident.

Warren, he was with his friends.

They couldn't save him. He's dead.

My baby is dead.

Thanks.

It's not what you think.

Is this okay?

Can we talk?

Your daddy and I...

We may not understand you.

But we love you.

We all make our choices. You...

You made yours.

But people see you today,
there'll be a lot of questions.

Today's about honoring Warren.

Let's let it be about him.

You don't want me to come
to my own brother's funeral?

I know you'll find another
way to honor him, on your own.

I think me being here
is really helping, so...

I just...

I-I need to stay a little while longer.

Of course.

It's the right thing to do.

But, uh, listen.

I love you, okay?

I love you, too.

- Hello?
- Pauline?

- It's me.
- Mia?

- Wait, who, who is this?
- Honey.

It's Anita, from the gallery.

What-what's wrong? What happened?

Pauline passed away.

She was sick.

She was diagnosed two months ago.

Diagnosed with what?

Ovarian cancer.

What?

It was too debilitating to treat.

She just... she wanted
to tell you in person

when you were back, but...

I'm-I'm here, I'm cleaning up
her place, and-and

putting her stuff in order.

Your stuff is, um, all packed up.

And along with something
she asked me to send to you.

It's a photo of you that she loved.

She wanted you to have.

In case you needed to sell it.

For you, or for your baby.

I mean, you kept the baby, right?
Pauline assumed.

And, honey, they've been calling here.

The Ryans. They want to talk to you.

I loved Pauline and Pauline loved you,
so whatever you need, I'm here.

I don't know where we'll end up.

But I'll let you know when we get there.