La La Land

Subtitile By Narasimha_17

It's another hot, sunny day today

here in Southern California.

Temperature is 84 for downtown Los Angeles,

overnight lows of 75.

Already has won three Oscars,

including for the 1998 film "Shakespeare In Love."

I mean, we could not believe what was happening.

I swear to God, she was wrecked.

She was completely wrecked!

I know. I know. It was... It was pure insanity.

It's insanity...

Ah!

"Lunacy! It was pure lunacy."

What is his prob... I should go.

Cappuccino, please.

- Right. Of course. - On us.

Oh, no, thank you. I insist.

Did you see who that was?

Shit!

Mia, where do you think you're going?

Oh, it's five after.

Better be here early tomorrow.

Okay.

Have a good night!

Oh!

She was wrecked! It was pure lunacy. It was...

It was so crazy, and I just...

Oh, you would have died.

No, Turner's fine. Turner's fine. I just, um...

Are you gonna wait 'til Denver to tell her, or...

What?

Okay.

No, I'm happy for you.

I am. I'm happy for you. I just...

I just thought...

- I don't know... - One second.

I guess I thought...

What, Ruby?

Jessica's on the phone.

Um, tell her I'll call her back.

In two minutes?

Less than two minutes.

- I'll go get your lunch. - I'm almost done.

Thank you.

Oh. You know what?

I think we're good. Thanks for coming in.

Whoa! Holy shit! You wanna open a window?

I was trying to give you an entrance.

Thank you.

Mia! How'd the audition go?

Eh.

Eh, same here. Was Jen there or Rachel?

I don't know who Jen and Rachel are.

They're the worst.

Well, I don't know if they were there.

I bet they were.

Why is there a convention in the bathroom?

Two minutes, people.

Mia, you're coming, right?

I can't! I'm working.

What?

Did she just say "working"?

What?

I'm sorry it didn't go well today,

and there's four things in my inbox that you're perfect for,

and I will submit you. But right now you're coming!

It'll be fun.

- It's not gonna be fun. - It could be.

It's not. It's gonna be a bunch of social climbers,

all packed into one of those big glass houses.

This looks familiar.

- I was gonna give that back. - How long have you had this?

- A long time. - Come on, Mia.

When else are you gonna get to see

every Hollywood cliche crammed into the same room?

We'll make fun of it together!

I'm disappointed in you, Lex.

There's nothing to make fun of.

This party's gonna be humanity at its finest.

Oh, God help us all!

Hey, girl!

No, no.

Oh, come on! What...?

Ahh!

Please stop sneaking into my home.

You think Mom or Dad would call this a home?

What are you doing?

Please don't do that. Please don't sit on that.

Are you kidding?

Please don't sit on that. Don't sit on that.

Don't sit on that.

- Hoagy Carmichael sat on that! - Oh, my God!

The Baked Potato just threw it away.

I can't imagine why.

And now you're just sitting on it.

I got you a throw rug.

I don't need that.

What if I said Miles Davis pissed on it?

It's almost insulting. Is it true?

When are you gonna unpack these boxes?

When I unpack them in my own club.

Oh, Sebastian.

It's like a girl broke up with you and you're stalking her.

You're not still going by there, are you?

That's...

You won't believe that they turned it

into a samba-tapas place.

Oh, my God, Sebastian!

Samba. Tapas.

Pick one, you know? Do one right.

I have someone I want you to meet.

- I don't wanna meet anyone. - Yeah.

No, no, I don't wanna meet anyone.

Dad gave you this?

- Yes. - You'll like her.

I don't think I'm gonna like her.

- Does she like jazz? - Probably not.

Then what are we gonna talk about?

I don't know! It doesn't matter. Okay?

Because you're living like a hermit.

You're driving without insurance!

- It doesn't matter? - Yeah, it doesn't matter.

- Okay. - You need to get serious.