Outside In

Subtitles by explosiveskull

Hey, you know what?

Do you mind putting this on?

Why?

It's not that bad.

It's not. It's like... It's like a handful of people.

Mm-mm. Mm-mm. Mm-mm.

Chris, I think you're just gonna have to suck it up and receive the love.

Mm-mm.

I'll shut it down after an hour, okay?

An hour?

Dude, people have been waiting 20 years for this.

You don't think I know that?

- I'm aware of that. - I know.

I know.

All right.

Surprise!

Hey, guys.

Oh, my God.

What're you guys doin' here?

I just went to get burgers.

What's the big deal?

- How you doing? - Hey. Good to see you.

- Doing good? - Great.

- This is my wife, Carol. - Nice to meet you.

These are my boys, Jimmy and Eric.

- Oh, honey. - Oh, my God.

- Oh, God. - Welcome home.

You know, your mom really wanted to be here,

but you know, she's afraid to fly and everything

and Cliff could never make the drive up from Phoenix.

What do you think about a speech?

What do you think about a speech, huh?

Right, speech. Let's do it.

Can I get a 7-Up or something?

Nobody drinks 7-Up anymore. What about a beer?

God, excuse me.

You don't have to apologize anymore.

You are a free man in America. Look at this.

His first beer in 20 years.

And that rhymed. And that rhymed.

If you want to keep clapping for that.

All right. Here we go.

This is weird.

Um...

It's very strange and I feel like I'm dreaming or something.

I don't even recognize half of you people.

Um, I do wanna say thanks for being here

and for not forgetting about me.

And then also...

you know, for the people who helped get me out.

I don't really know what I can say...

I will say that I would like to take a piss

in a private bathroom,

for the first time in a really long time.

So can I do that now?

- Yes, you can. - All right.

Chris is gonna take a piss in private for the first time in 20 years.

Okay. Oh, hey, everybody.

Chris' high school teacher, Mrs. Beasley, is here.

You know, if it wasn't for you, Chris would still be in jail.

Pooping in public, Mrs. Beasley.

You saved him from pooping in public.

What they did to him...

it wasn't right.

That wasn't justice.

He didn't deserve that.

And he didn't deserve the 20 years he's already served.

We don't know how you did it,

but we can never ever thank you enough.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Yeah. Well, it was a long time ago.

The house isn't even there anymore.

Yeah. Where are you guys?

- Hi... - Hi.

Hi.

Hey. Hi...

- Hi, Chris. - Hey.

We used to live next door to you up on Hill Crest.

Right. Hi, Mr. Phil. Thanks for coming.

Thanks... Thanks for being here.

Oh, of course. I'm sorry Tom couldn't make it,

but I wanted you to meet Hildy, and then, she disappeared.

I don't know. But I'll make sure she says hi before we leave.

You know, everyone here is just so happy for you.

How does it feel to be free?

- Great. - Well, now you get out there.

Pursue those dreams.

You think you might try college?

I don't know. Um, maybe.

I don't know whether it's possible right now,

but just, you know, glad to be... here.

What do you think you'll study?

Um... Maybe criminal justice or something. I don't know.

That's great. Yeah.

You still have plenty of good years in front of you.

Thanks.

You can do anything you put your mind to.

Okay. Excuse me one second.

Just a minute.

- - Please, let me in.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sorry. Are you Hildy?

Yeah.

I'm Chris. I'm so sorry about this.

- - Oh.

It smells like cotton candy and acid.

- Dude, close the door. - You close the door.

Dude, I'm fucking sick, man.

What's wrong with you? Are you retarded?

Okay.

Hi.

Holy moly.

You're real.

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Holy mackerel.

You know, she's convinced that my life is perfect,

and hers isn't, and that, you know,

she has to work much harder for all the same stuff.

You know, it's the same story.

And it happened when we were kids.

You know, she was convinced that my father gave us...

gave me more attention than her,

and I was treated differently.

Anyway, she doesn't wanna hear anything other than that, so...

I don't... I'm not even gonna try anymore.

It's just not worth it.

I don't know why you would. It goes bad every time you try.

Yeah.

Look at you, sitting in my car.

- - I can't... I can't get over this.

Yeah.

I keep thinking that they're gonna come and get me and put me back in.

Like, say they made a mistake or something.

I bet.

But this feels good.

Out here.

So where is the, um, present...

- you were talking about? - Oh, shit.

Oh, I forgot.

So, this is the first time I've ever done this.

But I'm pretty proud of it.

Wow, that is...

so...

It's the worst thing you've ever seen.

No, wait. It has...

its own charm.

I mean, this could only be me.

Right?

Seriously.

Please, keep it.

- I can keep this? - Please keep it.

- Thank you. - I don't need it.

I mean, I realize I don't need a picture of you anymore.

I mean, that's the best part. I get to, like...

see your face in real life, you know.

Like, whenever we want.

Oh... You know what?

I... think I have to go.

It's actually late... Wow, it's actually much later than I thought.

I'm not out this late usually.

Tom's probably waiting up for me.

- Yeah. - And I have to work tomorrow.

- So, I gotta take off. - Okay.

Um, when can we hang out next?

Oh... I don't know. We'll figure it out.

All right.

So...

So she lights that shit, taps him on the shoulder,

She hands it to him right before it's about to go off.

Oh, my God.

You should have seen the look on his face.

It's like he just got a live hand grenade.

Oh, my God, I was laughing so hard,

I almost puked.

Look at you.

You're looking a little wind-blown.

What are you talking about?

What was that devious little smile?

What devious little smile? I just...

You know, I had a nice weekend is all.

Something is happening with you,