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-What did I do? -Keep 'em up!
You can go to hell!
Don't say that to the officers! We're working on our manners.
Arms behind your back.
Officer, I think there's a mistake, I'm his step--
Ow! What are you doing? | - ๋ญ์ฃ ? - ์๋ค๊ณ ์์ด
์ง์ฅ์๋ ๊ฐ!
๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ ์์ ์จํํ
๊ทธ๋ผ ์ ๋ผ! ์์๋ฅผ ๊ฐ๋ฅด์น๊ณ ์์์ด์
์์ ๋ฑ ๋ค๋ก
๋ญ๊ฐ ์คํด๊ฐ ์๋ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์๋ฐ์ ์ ์ ๊ณ๋ถ...
๋ญ ํ๋ ๊ฑฐ์์? |
My, my, my, my, my. What a scene. What a scene.
Thank you, officers. A job very well done.
-The boy is safe now. -What are you doing here?
We told you we were gonna keep an eye on you. | ์ธ์์, ๋๋ฆฌ ๋ฌ๋ค์
๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ๊ด๋, ๊ณ ๋ง์ต๋๋ค
- ์ ๋ ์ด์ ์์ ํด์ - ๋ญ ํ๋ ๊ฑฐ์์?
๊ณ์ ์ง์ผ๋ณด๊ฒ ๋ค๊ณ ํ์์์ |
Oh, Mr. Bloom, you've disappointed us. We thought you were the one.
You come with me now, sweet pea.
-The reverend will be so glad to see you. -I don't want to! | ์ ํฌ๊ฐ ์ค๋ง์ด ํฝ๋๋ค ๋น์ ์ด๋ฉด ๊ฐ๋ฅํ ์ค ์์๋๋ฐ
์์ผ, ์ฐ๋ฆฌ๋ ๊ฐ์ด ๊ฐ์
- ๋ชฉ์ฌ๋์ด ์ข์ํ์ค ๊ฑฐ์ผ - ์ซ์ด์! |
The reverend? No. You can't take him! He's just a child!
Sure he is. And I'm just a sweet little old lady who evolved from an amoeba.
-Get in the car. -No, you can't do this! | ๋ชฉ์ฌ๋ผ๊ณ ์? ์ ๋ผ์! ๊ฑ ํ๋ฒํ ์ ๋ผ๊ณ ์!
๊ทธ๋ผ์, ์ ์๋ฉ๋ฐ์์ ์งํํ ํ๋ฒํ ๋
ธ์ธ๋ค์ผ ๋ฟ์ด๊ณ ์
- ์ฐจ์ ํ๋ ด - ์ ๋ผ์! |
Daddy!
Daddy, help!
-Daddy! -I'm coming to get you, buddy.
-Come on, get in the car. -Lucas!
All right, back up. Come on, back it up.
Holy fuck! | ์๋น !
์๋น , ๋์์ค์!
- ์๋น ! - ๋ด๊ฐ ๊ตฌํด ์ค๊ฒ
- ์ฐจ์ ํ - ๋ฃจ์ปค์ค!
๋ค๋ก ๋ฌผ๋ฌ๋์ธ์
๋ฏธ์น๊ฒ ๋ค! |
Hi, Gar.
Hey, it's me. They took Lucas.
-Who took Lucas? -The CPS lady.
But it's not my fault, I swear. Now, look...
She's taking him to the reverend, who I think is a cult leader. | ๊ฒ๋ฆฌ
์๋งจ์ฌ, ๊ทธ ์ฌ๋๋ค์ด ๋ฃจ์ปค์ค๋ฅผ ๋ฐ๋ ค๊ฐ์ด
- ๋๊ฐ? - ์๋ ๋ณดํธ ์์ค ์ฌ์๊ฐ
๋ด ์๋ชป์ ์๋์ผ ๋ด ๋ง ์ ๋ค์ด
๋ฃจ์ปค์ค๋ฅผ ๋ชฉ์ฌํํ
๋ฐ๋ ค๊ฐ๋ ๊ทธ ์ข
๊ต ์ง๋์ ์์์ |
I'm talking about free will, Sam!
And I'm talking about him being able to be whoever he wants to be.
Now, look, I need you to call the police and settle just a minor Amber Alert.
Hello, my dear. Time to go. | ์์ ์์ง ๋ง์ด์ผ, ์๋งจ์ฌ!
๋ฃจ์ปค์ค๋ ์๊ธฐ๊ฐ ๋๊ณ ์ถ์ ์ฌ๋์ด ๋ ์์ ๊ฐ ์๋ค๊ณ
์ฐ์ ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ์ ์ฐ๋ฝํด์ ์๋ ์ ๊ดด ๊ฒฝ๋ณด ์ข ํด๊ฒฐํด ์ค
์ค๋๋ง์ด๊ตฐ, ๊ฐ ์๊ฐ์ด๋ค |
-I am not going anywhere with you. -Sam?
Samantha? No!
Take her to the car. Gary!
-Sam! -Gary!
No! No! No!
She's feisty. Find the knife. It's here somewhere. | - ๋ ์ด๋์๋ ์ ๊ฐ - ์ฌ๋ณด์ธ์?
์๋งจ์ฌ?
์ ๋ผ! ์ฌ๋ณด? ์ฐจ์ ํ์ ๊ฒ๋ฆฌ!
- ์ฌ๋ณด! - ๊ฒ๋ฆฌ!
์ ๋ผ!
ํ๋ํ๋ค, ์นผ๋ถํฐ ์ฐพ์ ์ฌ๊ธฐ์ ์์ ๊ฑฐ์ผ |
Sam? Samantha?!
Sam? Shit!
Hey. Hey. Psst. You!
No, I can't be quiet. You have to come here. Open this door. Right now! Come on!
Come...
Hey, you gotta open this door. | ์ฌ๋ณด์ธ์? ์๋งจ์ฌ!
์ด๋ฐ, ์ ์ฅ!
๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ, ๋น์ !
์กฐ์ฉํ ๋ชป ํด์, ์ด๋ฆฌ ์์ ์ฐจ ๋ฌธ ์ข ์ด์ด ์ฃผ์ธ์!
์ผ๋ฅธ
์ฐจ ๋ฌธ ์ข ์ด์ด ์ฃผ์ธ์ |
Okay? My son's in trouble. I have to save him.
Come on! Open the door! Right now! Please!
Holy shit. Thank you.
I gotta go, but I owe you one. Okay? | ์ ์๋ค์ด ์ํํด์ ๊ตฌํ๋ฌ ๊ฐ์ผ ํด์
์ผ๋ฅธ์, ์ด์ด ์ฃผ์ธ์ ๋นจ๋ฆฌ์!
์ธ์์, ๊ณ ๋ง์ต๋๋ค
์ ๊ฐ ๋ด์ผ๊ฒ ์ด์ ํฐ ์ ์ธ ์ก์ต๋๋ค, ์๊ฒ ์ฃ ? |
Save the child.
He is our only hope.
-You can do this! -Don't give up!
Hey. Hey, hi!
Jeremy, what's up? Is your dad around, by any chance? | ์ ๊ผญ ๊ตฌํ์ธ์
์ฐ๋ฆฌ์ ์ ์ผํ ํฌ๋ง์ด์์
- ํ ์ ์์ด! - ํฌ๊ธฐํ์ง ๋ง!
์๋
!
์ ๋ฌ๋ฏธ, ํน์ ์๋น ๊ณ์๋? |
No, my dad left so he could bang hot women and get high.
Okay. How about your stepdad?
-Thanks, buddy. Gar, what's up? -Hey. Good to see you.
Um... -Listen, can you help me saw these off? -Shit. | ์๋น ๋ ์ฌ์ ๊ผฌ์๊ณ ์ฝํ๋ฌ ์ง ๋๊ฐ๋๋ฐ์?
๊ทธ๋ผ ์์๋น ๋ ๊ณ์๊ณ ?
- ์ ๋ฌ๋ฏธ ๊ณ ๋ง๋ค, ๊ฒ๋ฆฌ? - ๋ง๋์ ๋ฐ๊ฐ์ ์ด, ์ ๋ฌ๋ฏธ
- ์ด๊ฒ ์ข ํ์ด ์ค๋? - ์ด๊ฒ ๋ญ์ผ? |
-They're uncomfortable. -I been meaning to talk to you anyway.
Let's hit the man cave pronto.
It seems to say that the evil child is not Satan himself, but a portal to Satan.
And that by killing him, that portal will open, and the real Satan can then enter his body, and the end of the world will ensue. | - ๋๋ฌด ๋ถํธํด - ์ด๋ จํ์๊ฒ ์ด
์งํ์ค๋ก ๊ฐ์
"์ด๋ช
๋ถ์ ์ธํฌ๊ทธ๋ํฝ" ์ฌํ์ ์ด์ด ์ฃผ๋ ๋ฌธ์ด๋
์ง์ง ์ฌํ์ด ์์ด ๋ชธ์ผ๋ก ๋ค์ด๊ฐ ๊ฑฐ๋ผ๊ณ ์ฐ์ฌ ์์ด ๊ทธ๋ค์์ ์ข
๋ง์ด ๋ค๋ฐ๋ฅผ ๊ฑฐ๊ณ |
That's what he was saying about his real father wanting full custody.
Shit, dude, that's never good.
Those guys, Gozamel and the reverend, they wanted me to kill Lucas. | ๊ทธ๋์ ์์ก๊ถ ์ ๋ถ๋ฅผ ์ํ๋ค๊ณ ํ ๊ฑฐ์๊ตฐ
์ด๊ฑด ์๋์ง
๊ณ ์ ๋ฉ๊ณผ ๋ชฉ์ฌ ๋ชจ๋ ๋ด๊ฐ ๋ฃจ์ปค์ค๋ฅผ ์ฃฝ์ด๊ธธ ๋ฐ๋์ด |
Right, to bring on the apocalypse.
-But now that you dropped that ball... -They're gonna do it themselves.
-But they have to do it... -On hallowed ground.
-Yeah. -If we knew where that was, we could...
The nunnery. Al, the nunnery. That's why the reverend bought it. | ์ข
๋ง์ ์ํด์ ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ง
- ๋ ๊ทธ๊ฑธ ๋ง์ณค์ผ๋... - ๊ทธ๋ค์ด ์ง์ ํ๊ฒ ๊ตฐ
- ํ์ง๋ง ๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ ค๋ฉด - ์ฑ์ง๋ก ๊ฐ์ผ ํด
- ๋ง์ - ๊ทธ๊ฒ ์ด๋์ง๋ง ์๋ฉด ๋๋๋ฐ
์๋
์์ด์ผ, ๋ชฉ์ฌ๊ฐ ์๋
์์ ์ฐ ์ด์ ๊ฐ ์ด๊ฑฐ์์ด |
He's gonna have, like, a blowout party, sacrifice Lucas and open up the doors of hell.
Doesn't parenting suck?
Yes!
The place is basically a fortress. | ๋ฏธ์น ์์์ ์ด๊ณ ๋ฃจ์ปค์ค๋ฅผ ์ฃฝ์ผ ๊ฑฐ์ผ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์ง์ฅ์ ๋ฌธ์ ์ด๊ฒ ์ง
์ ํค์ฐ๋ ๊ฑฐ ๋๋ฌด ํ๋ค์ง ์๋?
๊ทธ๋!
์๋
์์ ์์ ๊ฐ์ |
There's no way we're gonna be able to get in there.
-What are you doing? -It takes a village, you know?
But how are we gonna get in there?
They say there's a reason for everything, don't they? I think I found my reason. | ๋ค์ด๊ฐ ๋ฐฉ๋ฒ์ด ์์ ๊ฑฐ์ผ
- ๋ญ ํด? - ๊ตฌ๊ฒฝ์ด๋ ํด
๋์ฒด ์ ๊ธธ ์ด๋ป๊ฒ ๋ค์ด๊ฐ?
๋ชจ๋ ์ผ์๋ ๋ค ์ด์ ๊ฐ ์์ด ๊ทธ ์ด์ ๋ฅผ ์ฐพ์ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์ |
Whoa, that's a big truck.
-No, it's a small truck. -With big tires.
-Is this vehicle equipped with airbags? -Let's ride, bitches!
-Al, can you go any faster? -Hang on! | "์๊ธฐ ์์๋" ํฐ ํธ๋ญ์ด๋ค์
- ์๋จ, ์์ ํธ๋ญ์ด์ฃ - ๋ฐํด๊ฐ ํด ๋ฟ์ด๊ณ
- ์์ด๋ฐฑ์ ์์ด์? - ์๋ง ๋ง๊ณ , ํ์!
- ๋นจ๋ฆฌ ๊ฐ ์ ์์ด? - ์ ๋ถ๋ค์ด! |
Did you really think you could hide from me...
go off and marry some fool and try to forget?
This is your destiny.
The end is our destiny!
Oh, fuck! | ๋ํํ
์ ๋๋ง์น ์ ์์ ๊ฑฐ๋ก ์๊ฐํ๋?
๋๋ง์น๊ณ , ๋ฉ์ฒญ์ด๋ ๊ฒฐํผํด์ ๋ค ์์ผ๋ ค๊ณ ?
์ด๊ฒ ๋ค ์ด๋ช
์ด๋ค
์ฐ๋ฆฌ์ ์ด๋ช
์ ์ข
๋ง์ด๋ค!
๋ฏธ์น๊ฒ ๋ค! |
Turn off the vehicle. Come out with your hands in the air.
What the shit is that?
Okay, there may be a bit of an Amber Alert out on me, but it's a mistake, I swear. | ์๋ ๋๊ณ ๋ด๋ ค๋ผ ์ ๋จธ๋ฆฌ ์๋ก ๋ค๊ณ
์ ๊ฑด ๋ ๋ญ์ผ
์ ์ด๋ฆ์ด ์๋ ์ ๊ดด ๊ฒฝ๋ณด์ ๋ ์ ๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ ๊ฑด๋ฐ ๋ญ๊ฐ ์คํด๊ฐ ์์ด์ ๊ทธ๋์ ์ ๋ง์ด์์ |
Can I say at this point? I think we might be doing something wrong.
We're not doing anything wrong. Okay?
And Lucas, he's not Satan. He's just a portal to Satan. | ์ด์ฏค์์ ๋ญ๊ฐ ์๋ชปํ๋ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ๋ค๊ณ ๋งํด๋ ๋๋์?
์๋ชปํ๋ ๊ฑด ์์ด์
๋ฃจ์ปค์ค๋ ์ฌํ๊ณผ ์ด์ด ์ฃผ๋ ์ฐ๊ฒฐ ๋ฌธ์ด์๋ ๊ฑฐ์์ |
And good parenting, it's about keeping that portal shut.
Man, that's so true.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Those guys, they can't stop us.
Nobody can stop us. | ์ข์ ๋ถ๋ชจ๋ผ๋ฉด ๋ฌธ์ด ์ ์ด๋ฆฌ๊ฒ ๋ง์์ผ๊ฒ ์ฃ
๋ง๋ ๋ง๋ง ํ์๋ค
- ๊ทธ๋ฌ๊ฒ์ - ๋ง์์
์ ๋ค์ ์ฐ๋ฆด ๋ง์ ์ ์์ด์
์๋ฌด๋์ |
You know why?
Because this is my destiny.
-I'm with you 100%, man! -Yeah, me too!
So you're sure we're doing the right thing?
-Yeah! Yes, we are. -Yes! | ์ ๊ทธ๋ฐ ์ค ์์์?
๊ทธ๊ฒ ์ ์ด๋ช
์ด๋๊น์
- ๋ด๊ฐ ์์ ์์๊ฒ! - ์ ๋์
์ณ์ ์ผ์ด๋ผ๋ ๊ฑฐ ํ์คํ ๊ฑฐ์ฃ ?
- ๊ทธ๋ผ์! - ๊ทธ๋ ๊ณ ๋ง๊ณ ์! |
Let's go blow up that nunnery!
Yeah! Ah!
-Al? Do you think we can make it? -Are you kidding me, bro? Hold on!
Brothers and sisters, the time has come to revel in the glory of the rapture. | ์๋
์์ ๋ ๋ ค ๋ฒ๋ฆฝ์๋ค!
๊ฐ์๋ค!
- ์จ, ๊ฐ๋ฅํ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์์? - ์ฅ๋ํด์? ์ ๋ถ๋ค์ด์
ํด๊ฑฐ์ ์๊ด์ ๋๋ฆด ์๊ฐ์ด ๋ค๊ฐ์๋ค |
Behold.
He who knows no bounds to evil.
The one, the only...
the Antichrist!
-Fuck! -Don't stop. Keep going!
Dude, I'm not stopping for anything, man! | ์ง์ผ๋ณด์๋ผ
์
์ ๊ฒฝ๊ณ๊ฐ ์๋ ๊ฒ์ ์๋
์ ์ผ๋ฌด์ดํ
์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์ค๋๋ฅผ!
- ์ ์ฅ! - ๋ฉ์ถ์ง ๋ง๊ณ ๊ณ์ ๋ฐ์!
์ ๋ ์ ๋ฉ์ถ์ง! |
-We don't have much time! -Gozer said it has to happen by six.
We've got five minutes!
-It's locked, guys. -Fuck!
There's a window! We can break it and go through it. | - ์๊ฐ์ด ์์ด์! - ๊ณ ์ ๊ฐ 6์ ์ ์ด๋ฌ์ด
5๋ถ ๋จ์์ด!
- ์ ๊ฒผ์ด์ - ์ ์ฅ!
์ฐฝ๋ฌธ์ผ๋ก ๋ค์ด๊ฐ๋ฉด ๋์์์! |
Come on, give it a try!
-Get up. Put it up. -Come on. Come on!
-Put it up. -All right, higher.
Guys, I have the key.
Guys, I'm a real estate agent. I have the key! | ์ผ๋ฅธ, ํด ๋ด
์๋ค!
- ์ผ๋ฅธ, ์ฌ๋ผ๊ฐ์! - ๋นจ๋ฆฌ!
- ๋ถ๋ค์ด์ - ์ข ๋ ์ฌ๋ผ๊ฐ์
์ ํํ
์ด์ ๊ฐ ์์ด์
์ ๊ฐ ์ฌ๊ธธ ํ์์ด์ ์ด์ ๊ฐ ์๋ค๊ณ ์! |
I'm the Keymaster.
-Well, then open the door, dipshit. -Okay.
Okay, got it.
-Come on, let's go! -Go, go, go!
You! You were never meant to be the one... | ๋ด๊ฐ ์ด์ ์ง๊ธฐ์์ด
- ๊ทธ๋ผ ์ผ๋ฅธ ์ด์ด - ์์์ด
์ฐพ์๋ค
- ์ด์์, ๊ฐ์๋ค! - ๊ฐ์!
๋ ์ ์ด์ ์ ํ๋ฐ์ง ๋ง์... |
Nice punch, Gary.
Yeah, you really laid out that very tiny woman.
Maybe take it easy on the old ladies, huh?
-Big Guy might be watching. -Come on, guys. | ๋๋ด์ฃผ๋ค
๋ชธ๋ ์์ ๋ถ์ ์ข ์ธ๊ฒ ์น ๋ฏํ๋ฐ์?
๋
ธ์ธ๋ถ๋ค์ ์ข ๋ด๋๋ ค์
- ๋๊ตฐ๊ฐ๊ฐ ์ง์ผ๋ณผ์ง๋ ๋ชฐ๋ผ์ - ๊ฐ์๋ค |
Or not.
Guys.
The time is close, my son.
Yours is the greatest sacrifice.
You are but a vessel for greatness!
Kill the child! Kill the child! | ์๋ ๋ง๊ณ
์ฌ๋ฌ๋ถ
๋๊ฐ ๋๋ค, ์๋ค์
์๋ํ ํฌ์์ด ๋ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค
์๋ํจ์ผ๋ก ํฅํ๋ ๊ทธ๋ฆ์ด์ฌ
์์ด๋ฅผ ์ฃฝ์ฌ๋ผ! |
Hey. Psst. Get away from me!
-It's me. -
-What are you doing? -We're here to save you.
-Get up there and do something. -Right.
The time has come! | ์ ๋ฆฌ ๋จ์ด์ ธ!
- ๋์ผ - ์ธ์์
- ์ฌ๊ธฐ์ ๋ญ ํด? - ๋น์ ๊ตฌํ๋ฌ ์์ง
- ์ด๋ป๊ฒ ์ข ํด ๋ด - ์์์ด
๋๊ฐ ๋๋ค |
-Ten, nine, eight... -They're gonna kill him, Gar!
-...seven, six. -Heads up.
Five, four...
-It's all up to you now, buddy. -...three, two, one!
The time has come to open the gates of hell! | - 10, 9, 8 - ๋ฃจ์ปค์ค๋ฅผ ์ฃฝ์ผ ๊ฑฐ์ผ
- 7, 6 - ํค๋ ์
!
5, 4
- ๋์๊ฒ ๋ฌ๋ ธ์ด - 3, 2, 1
์ง์ฅ์ ๋ฌธ์ ์ด ์๊ฐ์ด ์๋ค! |
Gary, now!
Oh, my God.
Go, go, go, go, go!
-Get away! -No, look! It's us!
We met at the party.
-I'm Larry. -Al?
-It's us. -It was, like, a Tuesday. | ์ง๊ธ์ด์ผ, ๊ฒ๋ฆฌ!
์ธ์์
์ผ๋ฅธ!
- ์ ๋ฆฌ ๊ฐ! - ์ฐ๋ฆฌ์์
๊ทธ ๋๋จํ ํํฐ์์ ๋ง๋ฌ์์์
- ๋๋ฆฌ์
๋๋ค - ์จ?
- ์ ํฌ์์! - ํ์์ผ์ด์๋๊ฐ์? |
You messing with my boy?
Because you mess with my boy, you mess with me!
As for the rest of you, you should be ashamed of yourselves.
Really, all of you. | ๋ด ์๋ค๋ก ์ฅ๋์ ์ณ?
์ด ์ ๋ฅผ ๊ฑด๋๋ฆฌ๋ ๊ฑด ๋ ๊ฑด๋๋ฆฌ๋ ๊ฑฐ์ผ
๋ค๋ค ๋ถ๋๋ฌ์ด ์ค ์์ธ์!
์ ๋ถ ๋ค์ |
I think you need to do some real soul searching.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Hey, Lucas?
You okay, buddy?
Lucas!
Lucas!
Lucas!
I got you, buddy! I got you! | ๋ค๋ค ์์ ์ฐพ๊ธฐ๊ฐ ํ์ํด ๋ณด์ด๋ค์
์ ์ฅ
์ ์ฅ
๋ฃจ์ปค์ค?
๊ด์ฐฎ๋?
๋ฃจ์ปค์ค!
๋ฃจ์ปค์ค!
๋ฃจ์ปค์ค!
๋ด๊ฐ ์ก์์ด! ์๋น ๊ฐ ์ก์์ด! |
Let me go!
-No! -You must let me go!
No! I won't!
- Daddy? -Yes, Lucas?
I'm scared.
Don't be scared, sweetie.
I got you. Let him go!
Okay, maybe a little fear is totally justified, but I'm not letting you go! | ๋ ๋์ค!
- ์ ๋ผ! - ๋ ๋์ค์ผ ํด!
์ซ์ด, ์ ๋์ ๊ฑฐ์ผ!
- ์๋น ? - ๊ทธ๋, ๋ฃจ์ปค์ค
๋ ๋ฌด์์์
๋ฌด์์ํ ํ์ ์์ด
์๋น ๊ฐ ์์์ ์์ด๋ฅผ ๋
์ข์, ์ด ์ ๋๋ฉด ๋ฌด์ญ๋ค๋ ๊ฑด ์ธ์ ํ๊ฒ ์ง๋ง ์ ๋ ๋ ๋์ง ์์ ๊ฑฐ์ผ! |
-Why? -Because I'm your father!
And I love you!
You're his stepfather!
I'm not leaving you!
Fuck!
Oh, my God.
-You okay? -Yeah.
-Gary. -Gary.
Lucas! | - ์์? - ๋ ๋ค ์๋น ๊ณ
๋ ์ฌ๋ํ๋๊น!
๋ ๊ณ๋ถ์ผ ๋ฟ์ด์ผ
์ ๋ ์ ๋ ๋
์ ๊ธธ
๋ง์์ฌ
- ๊ด์ฐฎ์์? - ๋ค
- ๊ฒ๋ฆฌ - ๋ง์, ๊ฒ๋ฆฌ
๋ฃจ์ปค์ค! |
Gary!
-I'm sorry. -I'm so sorry.
Oh, my God!
-Help him up! -Come on.
-Easy. -All right.
Let him breathe.
That's some Indiana Jones shit, dawg. | ๊ฒ๋ฆฌ
- ์ด๋ฐ - ์ธ์์
์ธ์์!
- ๊บผ๋ด ์ฃผ์ธ์! - ์ฒ์ฒํ
- ์ฒ์ฒํ! - ์ข์์
์จ ์ฌ๊ฒ ๋๋์ธ์
'์ธ๋์๋ ์กด์ค'๋ ์๋๊ณ ์ด๊ฒ ๋ญ์์? |
Holy shit. Oh, my God.
He's probably got minor scrapes, but you know...
-It's 'cause of us. It's 'cause of us. -We did good.
Hon, you told me when you're a parent, you hope for the best, but prepare for the worst. | ์ธ์์
๋ช ๊ตฐ๋ฐ ๊ธํ๊ธด ํ์ง๋ง ๊ด์ฐฎ์ ๊ฑฐ์์
- ์ฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ํด๋์ด์! ์ฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ! - ์๋์ด์
์๋งจ์ฌ, ๋ถ๋ชจ๋ผ๋ฉด ์ต๊ณ ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ๋ผ๋ฉด์๋ ์ต์
์ ์ผ๋์ ๋๋ผ๊ณ ํ์ง |
-Yeah. -Please tell me that was it.
You did it.
You really came through for us.
You're the one, baby.
You were always the one.
I love you.
I love you, too.
I wish I had a bonding moment like this with my son. | - ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ง - ๋ฐฉ๊ธ์ด ๊ทธ๋ฐ ์ํฉ์ด์ง?
๋น์ ์ด ํด๋์ด
์ฐ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์ํด ๋น์ ์ด ํด๋ธ ๊ฑฐ์ผ
๋น์ ์ด ๋ฐ๋ก ์ด๋ช
์ด์์ด
ํญ์ ๊ทธ๋ฌ์์ง
์ฌ๋ํด
๋๋ ์ฌ๋ํด
๋๋ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์ ๋ ์ด๋ฌ์ผ๋ฉด ์ข๊ฒ ๋ค |
-Not exactly like this. -A milkshake with two straws.
No, I know, a Little League game, like, a ball game or something. I mean, there was fucking--
The child must die!
-Mom! -Come on.
Oh, shit!
Don't ever fuck with my kid again! | - ์ด๋ฐ ์์ผ ํ์๋ ์์ง๋ง์ - ๋ฐํฌ์
ฐ์ดํฌ๋ฅผ ๋๋ ๋จน๊ฑฐ๋
์ด๋ฆฐ์ด ์ผ๊ตฌ ๋ฆฌ๊ทธ๋์? ๋ง์์, ๊ทธ๊ฑฐ ์ข๊ฒ ์ด์
๊ทธ ์์ด๋ ์ฃฝ์ด์ผ ํด
- ์๋ง! - ์ธ์์
๋ง์์ฌ
๋ด ์๋ค๋ก ์ฅ๋์น ์๊ฐ ๋ง! |
-Okay. -That's bad-ass.
They both punch really well, like, when people run up to them in churches.
Can we get out of here? I just wanna get out of here. | - ๊ทธ๋ - ๋ฌด์ญ๋ค์
๋ ๋ถ ๋ค ๊ตํ ์์์ ์ฃผ๋จน๊นจ๋ ์ฐ์๋ค์
์ฌ๊ธฐ์ ๋๊ฐ๊ณ ์ถ์ด ๋๊ฐ๋ฉด ์ ๋ ๊น? |
Yeah.
-I think we go. -Okay, let's go.
Let's go, guys. Come on. Tomorrow's a new day.
Oh, boy.
You know, this might sound weird, but I think maybe we should go get some ice cream.
I still have my kid's backpack in my trunk.
We go get ice cream, and then all shit in it. | ๋ฌผ๋ก ์ด์ง
- ๊ฐ์ - ๊ทธ๋, ๋๊ฐ์
๊ฐ์ ๋๊ฐ์๋ค ๋ด์ผ์ด๋ฉด ๋ค ๊ด์ฐฎ์์ง ๊ฑฐ์์
๊ทธ๋ ๋ง์
์ด์ํ๊ฒ ๋ค๋ฆด ์ ์๊ฒ ์ง๋ง ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์์ด์คํฌ๋ฆผ ๊ฐ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์
์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์ ๊ฐ๋ฐฉ์ด ์ ์ฐจ ํธ๋ ํฌ์ ์์ผ๋๊น
์์ด์คํฌ๋ฆผ ๋จน๊ณ ๋๋ฉด ๋ค ๊ฐ์ด ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ์ ์ผ ๋ด
์๋ค |
I already shit my pants, though. I don't know if I have any left.
Previously on Crazy Ex-Girlfriend... Whoever this Josh Chan is, you're obsessed with him. | ์ ๋ฒ์จ ๋ฐ์ง์ ์ธ์ ๋ ๋์ฌ์ง ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ๋ค์
์กฐ์ฌ ์ฑ์ด ๋๊ตฐ์ง ๋ชฐ๋ผ๋ ๋๋ฌด ์ง์ฐฉํ์์์ |
You're saying that I moved here from New York, and I left behind a job that would have paid me $545,000 a year, for a guy I dated for two months when I was 16 at a summer camp? | ๋ ๋ฌ ์ฌ๊ท ์ ๋๋ฌธ์ ์ฐ๋ด 54๋ง 5์ฒ ๋ฌ๋ฌ๋ฅผ ํฌ๊ธฐํ๊ณ ๋ด์์ ๋ ๋์ ์ฌ๊ธฐ๊น์ง ์๋ค๋ ๊ฑฐ์์? |
Here's what happened. I was in New York. I ran into Josh.
He made me feel warm inside like glitter was exploding inside me.
Then I moved here. I did not move here because of Josh. | ์์ด์ง์ข
์ ์ด๋์ ๋ด์์์ ์กฐ์ฌ๋ฅผ ์ฐ์ฐํ ๋ง๋ฌ๋๋ฐ
๋ฐ์ง์ด๊ฐ ํญ๋ฐํ๋ฏ์ด ๋ด ์์ด ๋ฐ๋ปํด์ง๋ ๊ฑธ ๋๊ผ์ด์
๊ทธ๋ฐ ๋ค์ ์ด์ฌํ์ด์ ์กฐ์ฌ ๋๋ฌธ์ ์๋์์ |
Because that would be crazy and I am not crazy.
I'm so happy that you're in town, and I don't think you're crazy at all.
I love him so much.
-Do you love her? -No.
Greg, listen to me, you're not second choice. I promise. | ๊ทธ๊ฑด ์ ์ ๋๊ฐ ์ง์ด์์์ ๋ ๋ฏธ์น์ง ์์์ด์
๋ ์ฌ๊ธฐ์ ๋ง๋๋ค๋ ๊ธฐ๋ป ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ ๋ฏธ์น์ง ์์์ด
๊ทธ ๋จ์๋ฅผ ์ฌ๋ํด์
- ๋ ๋ฒ ์นด๋ฅผ ์ฌ๋ํด? - ์๋
๊ทธ๋ , ๋ด ๋ง ๋ค์ด ์๊ธด ์ฐจ์ ์ด ์๋์ผ |
He is Josh's best friend, okay?
If you sleep with Josh's best friend, that ruins any possibility for when you finally come to your senses and realize that you are meant for Josh. | ์กฐ์ฌ๋ ์ ์ผ ์นํ ์น๊ตฌ์์
์กฐ์ฌ์ ์นํ ์น๊ตฌ์ ์๋ฉด ์์ผ๋ก ์ ์ ์ ์ฐจ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์กฐ์ฌ๊ฐ ์ฒ์์ฐ๋ถ์ธ ๊ฑธ ๊นจ๋ฌ์๋ ์๋ ํ๋ฅ ์ด ์์ด์ |
-You're sleeping with Rebecca? -All the time, a lot.
It's Greg? It's Greg? You're sleeping with Greg?
I care about you a lot.
We have fun together, but let's not, like, plan out our future.
Wait, what? Rebecca, Valencia and I are done. | - ๋ ๋ฒ ์นด์ ์ค๋ค๊ณ ? - ์ญ ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ง, ์์ฃผ ๋ง์ด
๊ทธ๋ ์ด๋ผ๊ณ ? ๊ทธ๋ ์ด๋ ์ค๋ค๊ณ ?
๋ ๋ค๊ฐ ์ ๋ง ์ข์
๊ฐ์ด ์์ผ๋ฉด ์ฌ๋ฏธ์์ง๋ง ๋ฏธ๋ ๊ณํ์ ์ธ์ฐ์ง ๋ง์
์ ๊น๋ง, ๋ญ๋ผ๊ณ ? ๋ ๋ฒ ์นด, ๋ ๋ฐ๋ ์์์ ํค์ด์ก์ด |
Come with me. No matter what I do, I feel you with me.
Can I tell you something? I moved here for you.
This is our moment, Josh Chan.
I'm so excited that our love story can finally begin.
Did you mean what you said? | ๋ํ๊ณ ๊ฐ์ด ๊ฐ์ ์๋ฌด๋ฆฌ ์ ์จ๋ ๋ ๋ชป ์๊ฒ ์ด
ํด์ค ๋ง์ด ์์ด ๋ ๋๋ฌธ์ ์ด์ฌ ์์ด
์ฐ๋ฆฌ ๋๋ง์ ์๊ฐ์ด์ผ ์กฐ์ฌ ์ฑ
์ฐ๋ฆฌ์ ์ฌ๋ ์ด์ผ๊ธฐ๊ฐ ๋๋์ด ์์๋๋ค๋ ์ ๋ง ์ ๋
์๊น ํ ๋ง ์ง์ฌ์ด์ผ? |
You moved here for me?
Okay...
Yes.
Yes. Yes, I did.
And I know it sounds weird, but allow me-- Okay.
You have to understand, when I ran into you in New York,
I was at a very low moment. | ๋ ๋๋ฌธ์ ์ด์ฌ ์๋ค๋ ๋ง?
๊ทธ๊ฒ...
๋ง์
๋ง์, ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ด
์ข ์ด์ํ๊ฒ ๋ค๋ฆฌ๊ฒ ์ง๋ง ๋ด๊ฐ ์ค๋ช
ํ ๊ฒ ๋ค์ด๋ด
๋ด๊ฐ ๋ ๋งจ ์ฒ์ ๋ด์์์ ๋ง๋ฌ์ ๋
๋ ์ ๋ง ์๋ง์ด์์ด |
And I mean, I don't know. If I'd run into Reuben Fishwell...
Remember that guy from camp with the chapped lips?
If I'd run into him... I don't know... | ํน์ ๋ด๊ฐ ๋ฃจ๋ฒค ํผ์ฌ์ฐ์ ๋ง๋ฌ๋๋ผ๋ฉด...
์บ ํ์์ ๋ง๋ฌ๋ ์
์ ํผ ์ ๊ธฐ์ต๋?
๊ฑ๋ฅผ ๋ง๋ฌ๋๋ผ๋ฉด ํน์ ์์? |
I might have fallen into Michigan and started a lip balm company.
Okay.
Um, our what? Our-- Our love story?
-I didn't say that. You said that. -Wait, what? | ๊ฑ๋ฅผ ๋ฏธ์๊ฐ์์ ๋ง๋ฌ๋๋ผ๋ฉด ๋ฆฝ๋ฐค ํ์ฌ๋ฅผ ์ฐจ๋ ธ์์ง๋ ๋ชฐ๋ผ
์ข์
๋ญ๋ผ๊ณ ? ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์ฌ๋ ์ด์ผ๊ธฐ?
- ๋ด๊ฐ ์ธ์ ? ๋ค๊ฐ ๊ทธ๋ฌ์์ - ๋ญ? |
Josh, I think you need to take a moment and figure out why you're so fixated on every little thing I supposedly said.
'Cause it feels like you're an emotional stenographer right now. | ์กฐ์ฌ, ๋ ์ฌํธํก ์ข ํ๊ณ ๋๋ฌด ์ฌ์ํ ๊ฒ์ ์ง์ฐฉํ๋ ๋ฒ๋ฆ ์ข ๋ฒ๋ ค
๋ ์ง๊ธ ๊ฐ์ ์ ์ผ๋ก ๋๋ฌด ์๋ฏผํ ์ํ ๊ฐ์ |
-You definitely said our-- -Okay. Let's recap the events of tonight.
So, you show up at Jayma's wedding, looking all Danny Zuko, and the leather jacket that literally came out of space, clutching my old camp letter to your heart, saying you can't stop thinking about me. -Right, but then-- -The more I think about this, ... | - ๋ค๊ฐ ๊ทธ๋ฌ์์... - ์ข์ ์ค๋ ๋ฐค ์ผ์ ๋์ง์ด๋ณด์
๊ฐ์ฃฝ ์ฌํท์ ์
๊ณ ๋ด๊ฐ ์บ ํ์์ ์ค ํธ์ง๋ฅผ ๊ฐ์ด์ ์๊ณ - ๋ ๋ชป ์๊ฒ ๋ค๊ณ ํ์์ - ์์, ๊ทธ๋ ์ง๋ง... ์๊พธ ์๊ฐํ ์๋ก ์ ์ ๋ ์ด์ํด์ ธ ์ด ์๊ธด ๊ทธ๋งํ์, ์์์ง? |
Like, 'cause we've had sex once and you're talking about love.
And I just think we need to pump the brakes.
Actually, can you take me home? God, I'm so cold. | ์น์ค ํ ๋ฒ ํ๋๋ ๋ ์ฌ๋ ํ๋ น์ด๋ ํ๊ณ
์ ๋์ ๊ฑฐ๋ ๊ฒ ์ข๊ฒ ์ด
๋ ์ง์ ์ข ๋ฐ๋ ค๋ค์ค๋? ๋๋ฌด ์ถฅ๋ค |
-Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. -It's okay.
Look, I'll let you off the hook just because you did me so good back there.
I don't know. Do you want to get some, like, fast food and... I'll try to forget about all the crazy stuff you just said? Wow. | - ์์์ด, ๋ฏธ์ํด, ๋ฏธ์ํ๋ค๊ณ - ๊ด์ฐฎ์
์ฉ์ํด์ค๊ฒ ์ค๋ ๋ฐค์ ๋ ์ฆ๊ฒ๊ฒ ํด์คฌ์ผ๋๊น
์ด๋ ๊ฐ์ ๋ญ ์ข ๋จน์๊น? ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ค๊ฐ ๋ฐฉ๊ธ ํ๋ ์ด์ํ ์๊ธฐ๋ ์์ ๊ฒธ? |
-Yeah. -Okay.
Wow. That was awesome.
Thank you, Rebecca. You're really good at that.
Oh, you flatter me, my lord.
Mm. It's all right. It's my pleasure. You've had such a rough day.
Inventory is so stressful. | - ๊ทธ๋ - ๊ทธ๋ฌ์
"3์ฃผ ํ" ์, ์ง์ง ๋๋ด์คฌ์ด
๊ณ ๋ง์, ๋ ๋ฒ ์นด ๋ ๊ทธ๊ฑฐ ์ ๋ง ์ํ๋ค
ํฉ์กํ์ต๋๋ค, ์ ํ
๋ค๊ฐ ์ข์ํ๋ ๋๋ ๊ธฐ๋ป ์ค๋ ํ๋ค์๋ค๋ฉด์
์ฌ๊ณ ์กฐ์ฌ๋ ์คํธ๋ ์ค๊ฐ ์ฌํ ๊ฑฐ์ผ |
Actually, it's not that big a deal. We split it up. We chunk it.
Oh, thanks again for letting me crash here while I'm in-between places.
Oh, my gosh, of course. It's the least I could do. | ์ฌ์ค ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ํ๋ค์ง ์์ ๋๋๊ณ ํฉ์น๊ณ ํ๋ฉด ๋๋๊น
์ด ๊ณณ์ ์ฐพ์ ๋๊น์ง ์ฌ๊ธฐ ์๊ฒ ํด์ค์ ๊ณ ๋ง์
๊ทธ๋ฐ ๋ง ํ์ง ๋ง ๊ทธ ์ ๋๋ ํด์ค์ผ์ง |
You gave up your apartment to Valencia after you guys broke up, like a real gentleman.
Well, I guess it's time to hit the couch.
Oh! Yeah, right. | ๋์ด ํค์ด์ง๊ณ ๋ฐ๋ ์์์๊ฒ ์ง์ ์ค ๊ฑด ์ ๋ง ์ ์ฌ๋ค์ด ํ๋์ด์ผ
์ด์ ๊ทธ๋ง ์ํ๋ก ๊ฐ์ ์๊ฒ
๊ฐ๊ฒ ๊ทธ๋์ผ์ง |
Um... Hey, but, you know, if you just wanted to snuggle in the bed and sleep with me tonight, you could.
I think this is best. Keeps things simpler between us, you know? | ์์์, ์ค๋ ๋ฐค์ ์นจ๋์์ ๊ฐ์ด ์๊ณ ์๊ณ ์ถ์ผ๋ฉด ๊ทธ๋๋ ๋ผ
์ด๋ฌ๋ ๊ฒ ๋์ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์ฌ์ด ๋ณต์กํด์ง๋ ๊ฑฐ ์ซ์ด |
Yeah. Yeah, yeah. You're right. Yeah.
-Yeah. -Okay.
He's still sleeping on the couch? It's been three weeks.
Exactly. Our relationship is new.
Yeah, okay. But he's not sleeping in your bed, and he's not telling anyone you're together. | ๊ทธ๋, ๋ค ๋ง์ด ๋ง์
- ๊ทธ๋์ - ๊ทธ๋
์์ง๋ ์ํ์์ ์๋ค๊ณ ์? 3์ฃผ๋ ๋๋๋ฐ? ๊ทธ๋ฌ๊ฒ ๋ง์ด์์
๋ง๋ ์ง ์ผ๋ง ์ ๋์ด์ ๊ทธ๊ฑด ๊ทธ๋ ์ง๋ง
์กฐ์ฌ๋ ์๊ธฐ ์นจ๋์์๋ ์ ์๊ณ ์๋ฌดํํ
๋ ์๊ธฐ ์๊ธฐ ์ ํ์์์ |
Of course, he's not telling anyone-- Ba-ba-bah! Cookie! Okay, you-- you have to admit it. I mean, you just-- you really screwed things up with Josh.
The second that you told him you moved here for him--
I mean, you know-- It was game over. | ๋น์ฐํ ์ ํด์ผ์ฃ ๋๋ ์ ํ๋๋ฐ ์์์ด์, ์ธ์ ํ ๊ฑด ํด์ ์๊ธฐ๊ฐ ๋ค ๋ง์น ๊ฑฐ์์
์กฐ์ฌ ๋๋ฌธ์ ์ฌ๊ธธ ์๋ค๊ณ ๋งํ ์๊ฐ
๋ค ๋์ฅ๋ ๊ฑฐ์ฃ |
No, no, no. You keep saying that, but I fixed it that night. I fixed it on the way home with Josh, remember?
Can you take me home? God, I'm so cold. | ์๋จ, ์๊พธ ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ๋งํ๋๋ฐ ๊ทธ๊ฑด ๊ทธ ๋ ์ง์ ๊ฐ๋ ๊ธธ์ ๋ฐ๋ก์ก์์ด์
๋ ์ง์ ์ข ๋ฐ๋ ค๋ค์ค๋? ๋๋ฌด ์ถฅ๋ค |
Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You see what I did there?
I made Josh feel like he was the one pushing me into a commitment.
I mean, it was a brilliant argument. | ์์์ด, ๋ฏธ์ํด, ๋ฏธ์ํ๋ค๊ณ ๋ ์ง์ง ์ํ์ฃ ?
์กฐ์ฌ๊ฐ ์คํ๋ ค ๋ํํ
๋ถ๋ด์ ์ฃผ๋ ๊ฒ์ฒ๋ผ ๋๋ผ๊ฒ ํ์ด์
์ ๋ง ๊ธฐ๋ฐํ์ง ์์์? |
It was better than Sullivan vs. the State of New York City, in which I proved that black mold actually raises SAT scores.
Brilliant rhetoric, but if it had actually worked, he'd be sleeping in your bed right now and he's not. | '์ค๋ฆฌ๋ฒ ๋ ๋ด์์' ์ฌ๊ฑด๋ณด๋ค ๋์๋ค๊ณ ์ ๋นต๊ณฐํก์ด๊ฐ SAT ์ ์๋ฅผ ์ฌ๋ฆฐ๋จ ๊ฑธ ์ฆ๋ช
ํ ์ฌ๊ฑด ๋ง์ด์์
๋น์ ๋ ๋๋ด์ฃผ๋๋ฐ ๊ทธ๊ฒ ์ฑ๊ณต์ ํ๋ค๋ฉด ์ง๊ธ์ฏค ์๊ธฐ ์นจ๋์์ ์์ผ ํ๋๋ฐ ์ ์์์์ |
Honey, he's just there for the sex. He's exploiting you.
He's effs-- Oh, that's really good. I just came up with that. I should monetize that. Should I buy an url? | ์๊ธฐ, ์กฐ์ฌ๋ ์น์ค ๋๋ฌธ์ ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ ์ด์์, ์๊ธธ ์ด์ฉํ๋ค๊ณ ์
์น์ฉ... ๋ง์์ ๋๋๋ฐ์ ๋ด๊ฐ ์ง์ด๋ธ ๊ฑฐ์์ ๋์ด ๋๊ฒ ๋๋ฐ, '์ผ'์ ์ฌ์ผ ๋ผ์? |
Nobody knows. And, Paula, he's not effsploiting me.
Face it, Rebecca.
What you've got with Josh is an Airbnb with benefits.
You are so wrong. You don't even know what happened this morning. | ๊ทธ๊ฑด ์๋ฌด๋ ๋ชฐ๋ผ์, ํด๋ผ ์กฐ์ฌ๋ ๋ ์น์ฉํ๋ ๊ฒ ์๋๋ผ
์ธ์ ํ ๊ฑด ์ธ์ ํด์
์กฐ์ฌ๋ ๊ณต์ง ํธํ
์์ ๊ณต์ง๋ก ์น์ค๊น์ง ํด์
๋ง๋ ์ ๋ผ์ ์ค๋ ์์นจ์ ๋ฌด์จ ์ผ์ด ์์๊ฒ์? |
Okay, so I was getting dressed. Joshie walks in.
Hey, babe.
Hey, ba-- uh, there. Uh, gotta hustle or I'll be late for work.
Have you seen my socks? The good ones that wick moisture?
I have not.
Ugh! I don't want to put my gi in with my dirty clothes.
It's disrespectful to the practice. | ์ท์ ์
๋๋ฐ ์กฐ์ฌ๊ฐ ๋ค์ด์์ด์
์๋
, ์๊ธฐ
์๋
, ์... ์น๊ตฌ ์ด๋ฌ๋ค ์ง๊ฐํ๊ฒ ์ด
๋ด ์๋ง ๋ชป ๋ดค์ด? ํตํ ์๋๋ ๊ณ ๊ธ ์๋ง
๋ชป ๋ดค๋๋ฐ
๋๋ฌ์ด ์ท์ ์
๊ณ ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ์ ์๋ ์๋๋ฐ
์๋ จํ ๋ ์ฒญ๊ฒฐ์ด ์ค์ํด |
Hey! Uh, this just popped into my nogs. Why don't you leave a few things here?
You shouldn't have to keep everything in your car like a vagrant.
And I live two blocks from the dojo.
Just-- at least, keep your karate stuff here. It just makes sense. | ๊ฐ์๊ธฐ ์๊ฐ๋ ๊ฑด๋ฐ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์ง์ ๋ค ๋ฌผ๊ฑด ๊ฐ์ ธ๋ค ๋
๋ถ๋์์ฒ๋ผ ์ฐจ์๋ค ๋๊ณ ๋ค๋์ง ๋ง๊ณ
์ฌ๊ธฐ๊ฐ ๋์ฅ์์๋ ๊ฐ๊น๊ณ
๊ฐ๋ผํ
์ฉํ๋ง์ด๋ผ๋ ์ฌ๊ธฐ ๋๊ณ ๋ค๋๋ฉด ๋๊ฒ ๋ค |
You're already doing a lot. I... I don't want to take up any space.
I mean, are you sure?
You will not take up space. I have plenty of room.
Just put it in one of my drawers.
-Come on. -Okay, cool.
Yeah.
Is that Greg's sweatshirt? | ์ฌ์์ฃผ๋ ๊ฒ๋ ๊ณ ๋ง์ด๋ฐ ๊ดํ ๊ณต๊ฐ ์ฐจ์งํ๊ธด ์ซ์ด
๊ด์ฐฎ๊ฒ ์ด?
๊ณต๊ฐ์ ์ฐจ์งํ๊ธด ๋ ๊ณต๊ฐ ๋ง์
์๋ ํ๋๋ง ์จ
- ์ด์ - ๊ทธ๋
์ด์
์ ๊ฑฐ ๊ทธ๋ ์ท์ด์ผ? |
Greg said he wanted to go to Emory, right?
No. No, no, no. That's not Greg's.
That's... That's my friend Emory's. It's funny. It's a joke.
Okay, yeah, that's Greg's, but it's fine. | ๊ทธ๋ ์ด ์๋ชจ๋ฆฌ์ ๊ฐ๊ณ ์ถ์ด ํ์์
์๋, ์ ๋ ์๋ ๊ทธ๊ฑฐ ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฑฐ ์๋
๋ด ์น๊ตฌ ์๋ชจ๋ฆฌ ๊ฑฐ์ผ ์ ๋ง ์๊ธด ๊ฑด
๊ทธ๋, ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฑฐ ๋ง์ |
-Forget Greg. -Man, Greg...
I haven't seen him since you and I started... you know, just like...
Ah-- I know. You know what? [sighs Greg's doing great. I've barely heard from him, so he is fine.
-Uh, Greg is not fine. -Oh, yes, he is. | - ๊ทธ๋ ์ ์์ด - ๊ทธ๋
๋ํ๊ณ ๋ํ๊ณ ์ด๋ฐ ํ๋ก ๊ทธ๋ ์ ๋ชป ๋ดค์ด
์์, ์์์ ๊ทธ๋ ์ ์ ์ง๋ด ๋๋ ์์ฆ ์ฐ๋ฝ์ ์ ํ์ง๋ง ์ ์ง๋ด
- ๊ทธ๋ ์ ๋ชป ์ง๋ด์ - ์ ์ง๋ด์์์ |
I showed you the one text I've gotten from him in what, a month?
No, please, no.
-Let's read it. -Not again.
"Hey, Bunch, sorry about Jayma's wedding. I ducked up.
This morning, I found out my mom had some bad plastic surgery, so I gotta go to L.A. for a few weeks and help her take care of the kids. | ํ ๋ฌ ์ ์๊ฐ ๊ทธ๋ ์ด ๋ณด๋ธ ๋ฌธ์ ๋ณด์ฌ์คฌ์์์
๋์ด์, ์ฝ์ง ๋ง์์
- ์ฝ์ด์ค๊ฒ์ - ์ ์ฝ์ด๋ ๋ผ์
'์๋
, ๋ ๋ฒ ์นด ์ ์ด๋ง ๊ฒฐํผ์ ์ผ์ ๋ฏธ์ํด
์์นจ์ ์๋ง ์ฑํ์์ ์ด ์๋ชป๋๋ค๋ ์ฐ๋ฝ์ ๋ฐ์์ด ๋ช ์ฃผ ๋์ LA์ ๊ฐ์ ์๋ง๋ฅผ ๋์ ์ ๋ค์ ๋๋ด์ผ ๋ผ |
See you when I get back."
And that's it. Radio silence for the rest of the month.
So, you and Josh needn't worry about Greg.
I am clearly out of his life and that's cool. I'm over it.
Yeah. Are you? Are you really? | ๋์์ค๋ฉด ์ฐ๋ฝํ ๊ฒ'
๊ทธ ํ๋ก ํ ๋ฌ ๋์ ์๋ฌด ์ฐ๋ฝ ์์์ด์
์๊ธฐ๋ ์กฐ์ฌ๋ ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฑฑ์ ์ ๋ง์์
๊ทธ๋ ์ ๋ ์์๊ณ ๋ ๊ด์ฐฎ์์, ๋๋ ์์์ผ๋๊น
์ ๋ง? ์ ๋ง ์์์ด์? |
Because when you went to the wedding with Greg, you were, like, in love with him.
Was I? I don't think I was in love with him. You are ping-ponging around. | ๊ทธ๋ ํ๊ณ ๊ฒฐํผ์ ๊ฐ์ ๋ ๊ทธ๋ ํํ
ํน ๋น ์ ธ์์์์์
๋ด๊ฐ? ๋น ์ง๊ธด ๋๊ฐ ๋น ์ ธ์? ์๊ธด ์ง๊ธ ์๋ค๋ฆฌ ๊ฑธ์น๊ณ ์์ด์ |
-No, I'm not. -Yes, you are.
And it is not good for you. Or me.
Do you remember when I found out you were sleeping with Greg, in the hospital?
I screamed at you so hard, I strained my groin. | - ์๋์์ - ๋ง์์์
์๊ธฐํํ
๋ ๋๋น ์ ๋ํํ
๋์
๋ณ์์์ ์๊ธฐ๊ฐ ๊ทธ๋ ์ด๋ ์๋ ๊ฑฐ ๋ด๊ฐ ์์์ ๋ ์ด์จ์ฃ ?
๋๋ฌด ์๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ํฌ๊ฒ ์ง๋ฌ์ ๋ด ์๋ซ๋๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์์๋ค๊ณ ์ |
-Do you even want the plain hummus? -Ech, no.
-Who eats plain hummus? All right. -What's wrong, Paula?
It's like you don't even believe in me and Josh anymore. | - ํ๋ ์ธ ํ๋จธ์ค ๋จน์ด์? - ์๋จ
- ๋๊ฐ ํ๋ ์ธ ํ๋จธ์ค๋ฅผ ๋จน์ง? - ์ ๊ทธ๋์, ํด๋ผ?
๋์ ์กฐ์ฌ์ ์ด๋ช
์ ์ธ ์ฌ๋์ ์ ๋ฏฟ๋ ๋ฏ ๊ตฌ๋ค์ |
I used to think that you two had destiny on your side. I really did.
-Paula! -I hate to say it, but I just--
I don't think Josh cares about you the way you want him to. | ์ ์ ๋์ด ์ด๋ช
์ด๋ผ ๋ฏฟ์์ด์ ์ง์ฌ์ผ๋ก์
- ํด๋ผ - ์ด๋ฐ ๋ง ํ๊ธด ์ซ์ง๋ง
์กฐ์ฌ๋ ์๊ธฐ๊ฐ ์ํ๋ ๊ทธ๋ฐ ์ฌ๋์ ์๋์์ |
I thought you were a great romance. And you know what? Maybe I was wrong.
-What? Paula! -Okay.
-I can't-- Ah! How can you say that? -Okay.
How can you say that? No. He loves me. He loves me! | ๋์ด ์ด๋ช
์ด๋ผ๊ณ ์๊ฐํ๋๋ฐ ๋ด๊ฐ ์๋ชป ์๊ฐํ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์์
- ๋ฌด์จ ์๋ฆฌ์์? - ์ง์ ํด์
- ๊ฐํ... ๊ฐํ ๊ทธ๋ฐ ๋ง์ ํ๋ค๋ - ์์์ด์
๊ฐํ ๊ทธ๋ฐ ๋ง์ ํ๋ค๋ ์กฐ์ฌ๋ ๋ ์ฌ๋ํด์ |
Listen, let me tell you something. When we make love, the way he looks into my eyes without looking away...
He-- He holds me in his arms.
I know it. I know he feels the same way. | ๋ด ๋ง ์ ๋ค์ด์ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ์ฌ๋์ ๋๋ ๋ ๋์ ๊น๋นก์ด์ง ์๊ณ ๋ด ๋์ ๋ค์ฌ๋ค๋ณด๊ณ
๋ ์์์ค ๋
๊ทธ ๋จ์๋ ๋์ ๊ฐ์ ์๊ฐ์ด๋ ๊ฑธ ์์์ |
And hello! This morning, he made a massive commitment to me.
-Ooh! What? -It's the drawer, Paula. The drawer. Don't you see what the drawer means?
Yes, I do. It means you're ducking a homeless man. | ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์ค๋ ์์นจ์ ๊ฒฐ์ ์ ์ธ ํ๋์ ํ๋ค๊ณ ์
- ๋ญ์? - ์๋ ๋ง์ด์์, ํด๋ผ ์๋ ๋ง์ด์์ ์๋์ด ๋ฌด์จ ์๋ฏธ์ธ์ง ๋ชฐ๋ผ์?
์ ์์ฃ , ๋
ธ์์ ํ ์ฌ๋ ๊ตฌ์ ํ๋ค์ |
-No, you're wrong. Because he loves me. -How do you know?
I mean, besides the sex. What evidence do you have that he cares?
How do I know he loves me? | - ์๋์์, ์กฐ์ฌ๋ ๋ ์ฌ๋ํด์ - ๊ทธ๊ฑธ ์ด๋ป๊ฒ ์์์?
์น์ค ๋ง๊ณ ๋ ๋ฒ ์นด๋ฅผ ์๋๋ค๋ ๋ค๋ฅธ ์ฆ๊ฑฐ๊ฐ ์์ด์?
๋ ์ฌ๋ํ๋์ง ์ด๋ป๊ฒ ์๋๋๊ณ ์? |
It's the little things.
Little compliments here and there that I secretly stockpile in my woman brain.
I can live for days off a single--
You really listen to me.
I'm like a sexy fashion cactus. | ์ฌ์ํ ๊ฒ๋ค ๋ง์ด์์
๋ด ๋จธ๋ฆฟ์์ ๋น๋ฐ์ค๋ ๊ฐ์งํด๋๋ ์ง๋๊ฐ๋ฉฐ ํญํญ ๋์ง๋ ์นญ์ฐฌ์ ๋ง
์นญ์ฐฌ ํ๋๋ก ๋ฉฐ์น ์ ์ด์์
๋ ๋ด ๋ง์ ์ ๋ค์ด์ค
๋ ์น์ํ๊ณ ํจ์
๋๋ธํ ์ ์ธ์ฅ ๊ฐ์์ |
Living from compliment to compliment, hint to hint, storing them in my body through long periods of drought.
I may look dry, but if you cut me open, you'll find only water inside. | ์นญ์ฐฌ๊ณผ ํํธ๋ฅผ ๋จน๊ณ ์ด์์ ๊ทธ๊ฑธ ๋ด ๋ชธ์์ ์ ์ฅํ๋ค ๊ธฐ๋๊ธด ๊ฐ๋ญ์ ์๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๊ฒฌ๋์
๋ง๋ผ๋ณด์ด์ง๋ง ๋ ์๋ผ๋ณด๋ฉด ์์ ๋ฌผ์ด ๊ฐ๋ํด์ |
Incidentally, that's also a useful fact for how to survive in the desert.
But how do I know he loves me?
I guess the only way to prove it... is with abstract symbolism. | ๊ณต๊ต๋กญ๊ฒ๋ ์ฌ๋ง์์ ์ด์๋จ์ ์ ์ฉํ ๊ธฐ์ ์ด์ฃ
๋ ์ฌ๋ํ๋ ๊ฑธ ์ด๋ป๊ฒ ์๋๋๊ณ ์?
์ถ์์ ์ธ ์์ง์ผ๋ก ์ฆ๋ช
ํ๋ ๋ฐฉ๋ฒ๋ฐ์ ์๊ฒ ์ฃ |
Those jeans are cute.
Want some of my smoothie?
Wait! You should put this pillow under your knees first.
But he's known his friend since he was like, five, so that's saying a lot.
Okay, rude. | ๊ทธ ์ฒญ๋ฐ์ง ์์๋ค
๋ด ์ค๋ฌด๋ ์ข ์ค๊น?
์ ๊น๋ง, ๋ฌด๋ฆ ๋ฐ์ ๋ฒ ๊ฐ๋ถํฐ ๋ฐํ์ผ์ง
๊ทธ ๋ง์ ๊ทธ ์น๊ตฌ ๋ค์์ผ๋ก ๋ด๊ฐ ์ค์ํ๋จ ๊ฑฐ์ง ๋ค์ฏ ์ด ๋๋ถํฐ์ธ๊ฐ ์นํ๊ฒ ์ง๋ธ ์น๊ตฌ๊ฑฐ๋
๋ง ์ข ํด๋ผ |
Your house smells like lemon.
Where's my phone?
I mean, you should see how Rebecca has messed everything up.
Yeah. "I moved here for you." There's no recovering from that. | ์ข์ ์ง์์ ๋ ๋ชฌ ๋์๊ฐ ๋
์ข์ ๋ด ์ ํ ์ด๋ ์์ด?
๋ ๋ฒ ์นด๊ฐ ์์ฃผ ์ ๋๋ก ๋ง์ณ๋จ๋จ ๋ง์ด์ผ
'๋ ๋๋ฌธ์ ์ฌ๊ธฐ๋ก ์ด์ฌ ์์ด'๋ ์ ๋๋ก ๋งํ ๋ชป ํ์ง |
That's what I said. But, you know, she's a child.
And, I mean, it is obvious she has no idea what she's doing without me.
You mean, the one she sold for $35 to a stranger who defiled it with his seed? | ๋ด๊ฐ ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ๋งํ์ด ๊ทธ๋ฐ๋ฐ ๋ ๋ฒ ์นด๋ ์ฒ ์ด ์์ด
๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ถ๋ช
ํ ๊ฑด ๋ ์์ด๋ ์๋ฌด๊ฒ๋ ๋ชป ํ๋จ ๊ฑฐ์ผ
35๋ฌ๋ฌ์ ํ์๋ค๋ ๊ทธ ์ํ ๋ง์ด์ผ? |
Yes. And ironically, it's a pull-out.
Which she's not telling him because she wants him to sleep in her bed.
Oh, my God. What am I doing? Why are we talking about this again? | ๋ง์, ๊ทธ๊ฑฐ ์นจ๋ ์ํ์ธ๋ฐ
๋ ๋ฒ ์นด๊ฐ ๋ง์ ์ ํด ์นจ๋์์ ์ฌ์ฐ๊ณ ์ถ์ผ๋๊น
๋ด๊ฐ ์ ์ ๊ฒฝ ์ฐ์ง? ์ ์ด ์๊ธธ ํ๊ณ ์์ง? |
You know I am trying to wean myself off of the Rebecca madness.
And you're doin' great.
No, I'm not. It's like I need a harness. Oh, by the way, that came in the mail today. | ๋ ์ด์ ๋ ๋ฒ ์นด์ ๋ฏธ์น ์ง์ ์ ๊ฒฝ ์ ์ฐ๋ ค๊ณ ๋
ธ๋ ฅํ๊ณ ์์ด
์ํ๊ณ ์์ด
์ํ๊ธด, ๋ ์ข ๋ฌถ์ด๋จ์ผ๋ฉด ์ข๊ฒ ์ด ๊ทธ๋์ ๋ ์ ๊ฑฐ ๋์ฐฉํ์ด |
God, I love Amazon Prime.
You know, it's like I want to give up on Rebecca's scheming, I do, but it's just-- Every morning, I still wake up with an emptiness and a longing and...
At first, I thought it was because you and I weren't boning, but we bone all the time now. | ์๋ง์กด ํ๋ผ์์ ์ญ์ ๋นจ๋ผ
๋ ๋ฒ ์นด์ ์ ์์ ์ ๋ง ์ ๋์ด๊ฐ๊ณ ์ถ์๋ฐ ์์ง๋ ๋งค์ผ ์์นจ ๊ณตํํจ๊ณผ ๊ฐ๋ง์ผ๋ก ๋์ ๋ ๋ด ๋ง์ ์ฒ์์๋ ์๊ธฐ๋ ๋๋
์น์ค๊ฐ ๋ธํด์ ๊ทธ๋ฐ๊ฐ ํ๋๋ฐ ์์ฆ์ ๋งค์ผ ํ์์ |
Yeah, and we just got that harness, so things are going up a level.
Oh, yes, Daddy.
I just-- You know, there's just still something missing in my life. | ๋ฌถ๋ ๋๊ตฌ๊ฐ ๋์ฐฉํ์ผ๋ ์ข ์
๊ทธ๋ ์ด๋๋ฅผ ์ํค์๊ณ
๋น์ฐํ์ง
๊ทธ๋ฐ๋ฐ ์์ง๋ ๋ด ์ธ์์์ ๋ญ๊ฐ ๋น ์ง ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์ |
-I just-- And I don't know what it is. -Brendan's been gone for three days.
No. No, definitely not that.
Dude, Rebecca and I are keeping things casual.
-I swear it. -Really? | - ๊ทธ๊ฒ ๋ญ์ง ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ์ด - ๋ธ๋๋ ์ด 3์ผ ์ง์ ๋น์ ์์
์๋, ๊ทธ๊ฑด ์๋ ๋ธ๋๋ ์ ์ ๋ ์๋
๋ ๋ฒ ์นด์ ๋ ์ฌ๊ฐํ ์ฌ์ด ์๋
- ์ ๋ง์ด์ผ - ์ ๋ง? |
-Yeah. -Do you leave stuff at her house?
-Dude. -Okay, I leave just, like, one thing.
She lives very close to the dojo.
Oh, man, she's trapping you. Stuff is weird with this girl.
-She was just with Greg. -Yeah, but that's over. | - ๊ทธ๋ - ๋ค ๋ฌผ๊ฑด ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ ๋๊ณ ๋ค๋
?
- ์ผ - ๊ทธ๋, ๋ฑ ํ๋ ๋๊ณ ๋ค๋
๊ฑ ์ง์ด ๋์ฅ์์ ๊ฐ๊น์์
๋ ๋ซ์ ๊ฑธ๋ฆฐ ๊ฑฐ์ผ ๊ฑ ์ข ์ด์ํด
- ๊ทธ๋ ํ๊ณ ์ฌ๊ท์์์ - ์ง๊ธ์ ๋๋ฌ์ด |
-Does he know that? -Not yet.
Dude, okay, it'll be fine. I'll tell Greg. I promise.
Look, I have to live somewhere. I can't afford a brand-new apartment.
I have to save up.
I can't go back and live with my mom like I'm a little kid.
Sorry. You live with your mom. | - ๊ทธ๋ ๋ ์์? - ์์ง์ ๋ชฐ๋ผ
๊ด์ฐฎ์ ๊ฑฐ์ผ ๊ทธ๋ ํํ
๋ด๊ฐ ๋งํ ๊ฒ
์ด ๊ณณ์ด ์์์ ์ํํธ ์ด ๋๋ ์๊ณ
๋์ ๋ชจ์์ผ ๋ผ
๋ค์ ์๋งํ๊ณ ์ด๊ธฐ ์ซ์ด ์ ๋ ์๋๊ณ
๋ฏธ์ํด, ๋๋ ์ด๋จธ๋๋ ์ด์ง |
No, I don't live with my mom. I live with my best friend.
-Yeah... -So, is Rebecca, like, your girlfriend?
No! I don't know. I care about her. We're close. | ์๋, ๋ ์๋ง๋ ์ ์ด์ ๋ด ์ ์นํ๊ณ ์ด์ง
- ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ์ง - ๋ ๋ฒ ์นด๊ฐ ๋ค ์ฌ์น์ด์ผ?
์๋, ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ์ด ์๋ก ์ข์ํ๊ณ ์นํ์ง |
I can talk to her in a way I can't talk to other people.
-But she's a little-- -Crazy.
I don't know if I would say that.
You want to sleep with crazy, that's fine. Sex with crazy is great.
Is it great, by the way? How great? | ๋ค๋ฅธ ์ฌ๋ํํ
๋ชป ํ๋ ๋ง๋ ํ๊ณ
- ๊ทธ๋ฐ๋ฐ ๊ฑ๊ฐ ์ข... - ์ ์ ๋๊ฐ์ง
๊ทธ ์ ๋๋ ์๋์ง
์ ์ ๋๊ฐ ์ ํ๊ณ ์๋ ค๋ฉด ์ ๊ทธ๋ฐ ์ ๋ค์ด ์น์ค๋ ์ฃฝ์ฌ์ค
์ํด? ์ผ๋ง๋ ์ํด? |
-It's unbelievable. -Yeah.
Like... Like, what kinda stuff? Like, off the menu?
You ever heard of a Mississippi Love Slide?
No. What's that?
-Okay, you're gross. You need to grow up. -What? | - ๋ฏฟ์ ์ ์์ ์ ๋์ผ - ๊ทธ๋?
์ฃผ๋ก ์ด๋ค ๊ฑธ ํด? ๋ณํ์ค๋ฌ์ด ๊ฒ๋ ํด?
'๋ฏธ์์ํผ ๋ฌ๋ธ ์ฌ๋ผ์ด๋'๋ผ๊ณ ํน์ ๋ค์ด๋ดค์ด?
์๋, ๊ทธ๊ฒ ๋ญ๋ฐ?
- ๋ ์ข ์ญ๊ฒจ์, ์ฒ ์ข ๋ค์ด - ๋ญ? |
-You're the one that needs to grow up! -You grow up!
Your mom makes lunches for you, like, every day.
That's only because they don't sell crustless bread at the supermarket, bitch. | - ๋๋ ์ฒ ์ข ๋ค์ด - ๋๋ ๋ค์ด
๋ ์์ง๋ ์๋ง๊ฐ ๋งค์ผ ๋์๋ฝ ์ธ์ฃผ์์
๊ฐ๊ฒ์์ ๊ฐ์ฅ์๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์๋ฅธ ์๋นต์ ์ ํ๋ ๊ทธ๋ ์ง |
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