The Final Wish

Subtitles by explosiveskull

- Alright. - Thank you so much.

You are sexy.

- Thanks. - Shh, don't, don't talk,

just stay sexy.

I, I have your number.

Alright, be good.

Mom?

Dad?

Dad, please.

Please.

Please, no.

It says here you went to the New York School of Law.

It's on Long Island.

I know where it is.

And you passed the bar last spring.

Yes, I did.

Finally.

Thank, God.

I doubt God has anything to with it.

What have you been doing since?

Picking up cases independently.

Um, getting some good experience.

Staying on my feet while I look to secure my dream job.

Hmm.

Look, let me be straight with you.

You survived law school.

You passed the bar, no small feat.

I am an extremely hard worker.

So our the grads from Harvard, Princeton, and Yale.

Miss Sacks, I am well aware

that I don't have the pedigree of an Ivy Leaguer,

but here's what I can tell you about me.

You will not find anyone who works harder,

who is more determined,

who brings a kind of energy and passion

and determination and inspiration that I bring to this game.

I love this work.

I breathe it, I eat it for breakfast.

And I understand your perception of me.

You had it as soon as I walked in the door.

But now it's my job to convince you otherwise

because that is what I do.

It is what I do.

It is what I'm good at.

It is what God put me on this earth to do, ma'am, and...

I'm sorry.

I understand, it's...

Have some.

Thank you.

Next.

Dammit.

What the fuck?

It's not the lock.

What, you did this?

No, you did.

Oh, no, no, no.

You have to let me in.

Let me guess, you have a big case that's about to close?

You know, yeah, actually.

And when you win it, you're gonna pay me

the $3,000.00 for the last two months rent?

Yeah, that's what you, that's what you want, huh?

Come up with $3,000.00 to pay rent

by the end of the month.

- Listen to me. - Or your stuff's

going on the street or to Goodwill.

You can't do this.

30 days notice, that's the law.

Oh, you really are a shitty lawyer.

I gave you notice a month ago.

Lisa.

You need to come home.

Okay, good talking with you too.

Aaron, listen to me.

- Lisa... - Your dad died.

Aaron?

Uh...

Aaron?

Paddington.

Come here, boy.

Well, I see you never trained the mutt.

Relax, boy.

I'm just trying to help your mom

around the house now that your dad's gone.

Yeah, that's fine, Yates, just control the dog, please.

You may be a big shot, big city lawyer.

That don't mean you can forget where you came from.

How can I forget?

Mom?

What the?

Hello?

Hey, Mom.

You're here.

Yeah, of course I'm here.

So glad you could make it.

You're skinny.

I'll fix you something to eat.

Sorry about the cereal and the no milk.

No time for shopping this week.

Lisa usually takes me but with all that happened...

Mom, it's fine.

This is, this is great, thank you.

I used to cook the most beautiful dinners for your father.

He loved his food.

You know, I could pack on a few,

so maybe we can go to the store a little later

and you can plump me up like dad?

That's not funny.

Look Mom, do you wanna talk about it?

Not really.

There's no need.

You know everything you need to know.

He's dead.

He was proud of you.

A budding young lawyer.

The last couple of weeks, he talked about you all the time.

About how when you were younger you would go antiquing,

and you would find these beautiful pieces

to take and sell in the shop.

You were also always getting

into a little bit of trouble.

I ran out of Band-Aids. (LAUGHING)

Mom, I'm so sorry I wasn't here.

Well, life has a way of getting

in the way of life, doesn't it?

You still should have called me.

I did.

You finished with your cereal?

- Right. - But, but,

the main component is the comfort.

- Hmm, I enjoy... - Having the room,

the leg room in back and you can sleep in...

And also...

Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

Oh, wow, all this stuff from my dad's shop.

I know, I'm the one who helped your mom move it here.

Okay, I know, I probably should have been around more.

No, we all know how busy you are.

- Still... - But then again,

you've always been too busy for everything and everyone.

Mom, I'm, I'm so sorry.

Everybody's asking about you downstairs.

They wanna see you.

Oh, I can't.

It's okay, don't worry.

I, I'll take care of it, okay?

I got it, you just, I got it.

- (ATMOSPHERIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) - Thank you.

Hmm.

Today's the big day, huh?

How'd you know?

Effective advertising.

Hey, whatever brings 'em in, right?

Where's your mom?

Don't ask.

Giver her some time.

So where's your other half?

So you've heard, huh?

Nope, I didn't hear shit.

But I know you couldn't stay single too long.

He's working.

It's Derek.

Derek, like douchebag Derek?