All language subtitles for First.Wives.Club.S01E02.WEBRip.x264-ION10

So sorry for your
troubles, Ms. Rachelle,

but you are in luck.

The executive suite
is available.

I'll take it.
Perfect.
And how would you like to pay?

Great.

Uh, actually,
try this one.

Here are your keys.

Please enjoy your stay.Oh, I will.

Oh, damn it. Why in the hell
is this locked?

Hmm.
Hey.

Excuse me.

Can you open the Plan B case?

What was that? Plan. B.

I'm sorry.

This!
Can you open this, please?

Sure.

Last night was lit, huh?
I mean, mine, too.

Obviously, I --Time is ticking, Timmy,
okay?

It's only effective within
72 hours, and I'm down to 32.

You feel me?
Tick, tick, tock, Timmy.

Let's open it up.

Oh, my God, why do you have
47 keys for one case?

I'm sorry.
It's just my, uh...

Come on. What is this?

A panic room?
Come on. Let's go.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.
Make it stop!

I-I-I can't, ma'am.Make it stop! Take it out!
Make it stop!

It's so loud!

Marquita
to "Family Planning."

There's an older lady in
a trench coat that needs Plan B.

I repeat, Marquita
to "Family Planning."

Oh!
Oh!

That sounds awful.

Girl.So, what did you do?

I got the hell
out of there.

Okay, wait a minute.
I'm sorry.

How is this funny?
This is not funny.

Oh, uh, excuse me.This is not funny.

Whatever that lobster dish is,
uh, uh,

I'd like...
three of those.

And, um, another bottle of
your finest champagne, please.

S'il vous plaît.Haze, honey, um,

don't you think you should
slow down on the spending?

I mean, at least until this
whole penthouse thing

is worked out.Yeah, Haze, I'm with Ari.

Staying at a luxury hotel
is, like, amazing,

but it's gonna add up.Yeah.

Ladies, my name
is on that penthouse.

And there's no way
he's gonna get to keep it.

Besides, I have
an ironclad prenup.

Okay.
Where?

I want to see a copy of it.I don't know, Ari.

Wherever prenups live.

Listen, I just got added
to the Autumn Fest lineup,

so life is good.

I love the Autumn Fest.
That's gr-- Oh, no, I'm good.

Thank you, though.

Why aren't you drinking?
We're celebrating.

Come on, Bree.I don't know, Hazel.

Maybe 'cause I just got
swabbed for super gonorrhea

like, what, hours ago?

Oh, my God!
You do not have super gonorrhea!

You don't know if I have
super gonorrhea, Ari,

and I don't know either until
I get re-tested in two weeks.

You're supposed to get
re-tested.

Nobody tells you that.

You are really killing the vibe
up in here.

This isn't who I am.

I have an important surgery
coming up

that I have to focus on.

Instead, I'm out here
in the streets

just running around in disguise
trying to buy Plan B.

I'm sure you're fine.

You said you used protection,
right?

Yes.
Okay.

We did, of course.
Both times.

Damn.

He hit it two times?

Back to back?I know.

I'm still very impressed
by his stamina.

Ohh.Not the point.
Not the point.

I'm sorry, but this whole
"Sex and the City" life

right now has just got me
missing Gary.

Aw.
I know.

I know you hate the idea
of couples therapy.

Yeah, I do 'cause it's not
a real science.

Did you learn that
in science class?

Just curious.But...

would it hurt you
to give it a try?

I mean, you may benefit
from speaking

with
a trained professional.

Oh, I hate it when she puts
that voice on.

Yo, it's so annoying.

Mom!

Mommy's working. - Stop it.

-Mom, come here.
-Mommy!

Oh, my God, Mom!
Come quick!

What the hell y'all doing?!
What happened?!

-I was going to --
-No, you did!

Get out!
Get out of the kitchen now!Well, I'm younger!

Okay, okay, go, go, go, go, go!
I got it. I got it.

I got it. I got it. I got it.
I got it. I got it. I got it.

Oh, God.
Oh, my God,
thank you so much!

Yeah, no.I'm so glad you're here.

Yeah.
Wait.

What?What are you doing here?

Oh, uh, so, I was in the area,
and it -- and it occurred to me

that you got,
you know, surgery coming up,

so I thought I'd drop by,
take the kids out,

so you could concentrate.
I'm sorry.

I should have --
I should have called.

I shouldn't have
just dropped by like this.

That's my bad, Bree.

No.

No, Gary, it's --
it's actually fine.

Like, I could use
a couple hours of quiet.

So, thank you.

It was very thoughtful.

Look, I know that, uh,
technically, we're separated,

but, Bree, I'm always here
if you need me, okay?

-Imma go!
-No, I'm --

-Hey, kids.
-Dad, she hit me!

All right, guys,
Imani, Ollie,

let's put our shoes on,
and we'll get some pizza.

-Yeah!
-Yeah! Pizza!

So, I'll bring them back
in a couple hours?

A couple hours
is perfect.

So thank you.Yeah, you're welcome.

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Gary, wait.
Yeah?

I've been thinking about
what you said about...

couples therapy,
and I don't know

what kind of scientific methods
they're using, but...

I am down to give it a shot
if you still are.

Oh, definitely.

Definitely, Bree.
I'll -- I'll set that up.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.
Okay. Bye.

David and I have a breakfast
in Soho, and there's no way

we can make it back
to Long Island by then.

Okay, great.
Um, circle back.

Thanks. Bye.

David?

This is --
I like this, too, man.

We gonna serve this.
Whatever you need.

Does it meet --
Does it meet your preference?

Everything you need, we gonna
have -- Whatever we need.

Oh, oh!
Hey, sweetie!

Didn't even hear you
come in.

What's up, Ari?

Derek.

David, can I speak to you
for a minute, please?

Mm-hmm.

What in the hell
is he doing here?

Oh. Remember the new donor
I texted you about earlier?

It's Derek.

Are you kidding me?No.

We cannot accept money
from that man.

Look, I-I know there's a lot
of shit going on between him

and Hazel, but that --
that's their business, not ours.

Hazel is
one of my best friends.

Do you have any idea what kind
of a position this puts me in?

Baby, see, you're --
you're making this
personal when it isn't.

Derek needs some assistance
getting permits

for his new club.

And in exchange, he'll
give us whatever we need.

Please, uh, just do me a favor
and play ball, all right?

Move.
Okay.

Ahh.

Welcome to the team.

I love it!
Ring it up, Kiki.
Ah!

Even the fans from
the nosebleeds

are gonna
see me in this one.Mm, mm!

I look like Dynasty
or Rich Bi--

Ah.
Nice outfit, Hazel.

Nobody asked you, bitch.

Shouldn't you be at
a voice lesson or something?

Oh, cute.

No, actually,
Derek suggested

I get some sexy things
for our trip to St. Tropez.

Ah. I, uh, hate
to ask you this,

but do you have some
other form of payment?

Your store account's
been deactivated.

What do you mean, uh,
"deactivated?"

You know how much I shop here?

I'm sorry, Hazel.
I tried it several times.

It's just
not going through.Ladies, it's fine.

I'll just put Hazel's
little get-up on my card.

It's nothing at all.

Absolutely not.

This is
just a misunderstanding.

I'm gonna call
my business manager.

Yeah.

Hello?

Rebecca.
Is this a joke?

Derek cut off
all my accounts.He can't do that.

It's not just his money.
It's your money, too.

Between him locking me
out of the penthouse

and now this,
he's trying to break me, Ari.

Um, which brings me to what
I wanted to talk to you about.

He's also donating your money
to David's campaign.

What?!
You can't let him do that!

It was already in motion.

He and David struck a deal
behind my back.

I don't believe this!Honey, I know.

I'm so sorry.

It's not right,
and I'm gonna figure it out,

but first we got to get you
back in the penthouse.

You really need
to hire a lawyer.

With what money, Ari?

I swear,
when I see that nigga,

Imma roll up on him
and throw hot grits in his face!

Please don't.

It's, um, unproductive
and also a very serious crime.

Okay, look, I can't
officially represent you

because I'm in the middle
of David's campaign,

butI can at least
sit down with Derek

and try to make him
come to his senses.

Wow.
Great plan, Ari.

Great.No. Trust me.

I've seen many a corporate
CEO fold under pressure.

You don't know Derek.I --
No, I do know him.

You don't know him
like this.And I will sit down
with him.

Trust me.

I'm sorry, Ms. Rachelle,

the card you've been using
is no longer valid.

Don't...worry.

We will get this whole thing
sorted out.

So let's get to it.
Why are you here?

Well, I'm here
because I-I just --

Like, lately,
we haven't been connecting.

Mm. He put his dick
in someone that wasn't me.

Well, usually, when, um,
infidelity occurs,

it's, uh, not
the root of the problem.

It's merely symptomatic
of a larger issue

to which both parties
contributed.

Okay, see, "both" just sounds
a little victim-blaming

to me, doctor.
-Okay.

Well, Gary, when did you
start feeling dissatisfied

with your marriage to Bree?

Um, I think
I first noticed, like,

a change a few years
after Imani was born.

That's our oldest.

That's when I first started
feeling, like,

you know, distance.

Well, when you say "distance,"
what do you mean?

I don't know, like, uh,
you know,

just we stopped having sex.

Okay, that's lies.
We have sex.

Not a lie. Not a lie.We have sex, Gary.

But we used to get it in.
Come on, Bree.

Kitchen counter, kitchen floor,
laundry room.Ah.

Cheesecake Factory
bathroom.
We got it.

Cheesecake Factory
parking lot, okay?

Uh, the back seat
of her mother's car.

Okay, that was
a desperate situation.

And at some point,
it just became,

you know, kind of here, there,
and then only when I initiated,

and then it would always be
the same position, you know?

It's a lazy side-booty.

You have a nickname
for my sex position?

Thing would actually
get into bed and --

and just like of
be like this.

I mean, I ain't got to paint
the picture, but --I'm sorry.

Is it lazy or efficient?
Okay?

So, would you say
it's the lack of sex

that drove you to another --

Oh, no, no.
Honestly, no.

It's --
We stopped talking.

We stopped going out.
We stopped --

We stopped doing things
together without the kids.

I would say to her,
"Hey, baby,

uh, you want to go
on a nice dinner date?

Maybe get dressed" --A nice dinner date to Gary

is an evening
at the Cheesecake Factory,

but you probably
put that together.

So, a lack of intimacy
and companionship?

Yes, exactly.

And is that what you feel
this --

this other woman provided?

Companionship?

Okay, I'm sorry,
is companionship

a synonym for vagina?

'Cause that's
what she provided -- vagina.

We'll get to you, Bree.

I promise.

Go ahead, Gary.

You know what,
she genuinely was interested

in what I had to say.
-Mm-hmm.

And even, you know --
even dumb stuff,

like I had this obsession
with Second Life.

I am so glad
that I worked 16 hours

so you could have
a second life.It's just a game.

I get more attention from that
game than I get from you.

'Cause I'm exhausted
working 16-hour days!

I know you are.
You know what a surgeon does?!

And then I have to pay
for the most ridiculous shit.

I had to buy this grown man
a $5,000 polar bear shelf.

Doctor, have you ever even
heard of a polar bear shelf?

$5,000 of
my hard-earned money.

Ourmoney.
Don't do that.

I hate when you do that.Do you?

It's our -- I do.
It's our money.

Excuse me, was it our dick
that cheated then?

Bree, I am a teacher, okay,
and, yes,

you make more money
than I do,

but who takes the kids
to and from school? Me.

Trying to set me up
like I'm a bad mother?Who helps them
with their homework?

Who cooks most of
their meals? I do all
of that stuff, down to --

to PTA meetings
twice a month.

Which you know I can't go to
because those meetings

always fall
on my surgery days!

What am I supposed
to do about that?!

Well, your situation
is challenging but not uncommon.

Gary, could you be more
vocal about your needs?

And, Bree, perhaps you can
find the time to be

a little more involved
in the kids' activities.

Share the load with Gary.

And perhaps he could not
put his dick in another woman.

Sharing his load.

All right.

Great sound check,
Hazel!

Goddamn, Hazel!

You're gonna light up
the stage tomorrow!

Thanks, boo!

Ah!

Hey.

Derek.

Thank you
for agreeing to meet.

Ari.

Uh, this is, uh, Rosalyn,
my attorney.

She gonna join us.

Ari.
Long time.

So good to see you.

Likewise.

I'm gonna check in,
let them know we all here.

Listen, I know most people think
you leaving Davis Polk

right when you were about
to make partner

so you can fight childhood
obesity is insane, but not me.

I think it's admirable.Wow.

I'm so flattered that
after all these years,

you're still following
my career so closely.

What law firm did you say
you worked at again?

Your table is ready.
Please follow me.

Will it just be the three of you
this evening?

No.

There'll be four.

Thank you, Trevor.

All along the walls, and
then it will be like
an animal promenade.

Hi!
I'm, uh, Bree Washington.

Imani's mom.
Bree.
Gary's Bree?

Mm-hmm.
I'm Vanessa.

Oh!
Apple's mom!

Right!
Yes!

Oh.
Okay.

Yeah, I love Apple.

Apple's such a great kid.

She must be the apple
of your eye.

You probably hear
that all the time.Yeah.

Well, it's so good
to finally meet you.Thanks.

For a while there, I thought
that poor Gary was a widower,

but then one day he told me,
no, his wife's not dead!

She just works a lot.Yeah. I'm not dead.

I'm still alive and breathing
here in the flesh.

Just working a lot and paying
for mostly everything.

That's really great.Thanks.

I'm really excited
that you're here.
Me, too.

These meetings are truly
the highlight of my week.

Wow, that just
really says so much.

Uh, Bree. What --
What are you doing here?

I thought you had surgery.I did,
but I rescheduled it

because I-I'm trying to make
every other meeting from now on.

Ah, no.
It's fine.

Look, you don't --
you don't have to do that.

And listen,
I didn't mean everything

that I said in therapy.No, it's fine.

But you said the stuff
about the shelf.

Look, you were right
about some things,

and I am gonna try
and be more involved.

Okay, everyone.
Let's take our seats.

Oh!
We sit here.

The adults are sitting
on these seats.

It's all right.

Come on. Okay.
Gary, Gary.
Yeah?

Is there a chair behind me?Yep. You got it, babe.

Let me begin by saying it is
my sincere hope

we can all have
a positive dialogue.

Well, I hope that you are
kidnapped by Russian terrorists,

gagged with
your own underwear,

and beaten within an inch
of your funky life.

Clearly, tensions are high,

but we're all reasonable
adults here,

and I think we can agree
that removing Hazel

from the marital residence
is not only completely un-cool,

it's illegal.

Except my client
owns the penthouse.

He was simply allowing
Ms. Rachelle

to share the space
with him.

You lying son of a bitch!

You know we bought
that penthouse together.

Here is a copy of the title,

where you'll see it bears
only my client's name.

Be that as it may,
it still doesn't change the fact

that the law prohibits
one spouse

from removing the other
from a shared marital residence

regardless of ownership.

Hazel's lived there
for the past five years.

She's entitled to stay there
until the divorce is finalized.

Legally,
she is entitled...

except under one condition --
DV.

DV?

Due to
her violent history,

my client feels unsafe
in her presence.

Are you seriously accusing
Hazel of domestic violence?!

Domestic violence?!
Nigga, I will kill you!

No. Hazel.
Come on. Enough.

I dare you to present that
in court

without evidence
of domestic abuses!

Shh. Please.
Come on.I know you didn't shush me.

Okay, well, uh,
what would you call this?

Yeah.

My God.

That is unbelievably low,
Rosalyn.

Even for you.

That is all we need to get
a judge to grant us

a court order barring her
from the residence.

Haze. Come on.

Listen, I want this thing
to be over

as much as you do,
all right?

Just...
sign the agreement.

We can move on.

You and your impudent,
prevaricating,

philandering client

can take these papers,
and, Ms. Thing,

you can shove them up
your narrow, droopy,

flat, flabby,
and, yes, stank and funky asses!

She ain't signing shit!

Is that loud enough?!
-Yeah.

Come on, Hazel, baby!
We going!

I'm keeping the pen.

Okay, now it's time to vote
on PTA room parent.

Now, to save us
all the hassle,

I'm more than happy
to continue in my role.

You know what, I would love
to put my name in the hat,

if that's cool.You know what?

I would like to, uh, second Bree
for, uh -- for room PTA parent.

Okay, I just want
to make it clear

for all the new people,
room parent

is the most important
position in the PTA,

and it requires
a firm time commitment.

So it may be best to, mm,
I don't know, stay in your lane

until you've attended
at least a few meetings

and you know
what the gist of it is.

You know what,
and not to cut you off --

Uh, I can co-room-parent
with Bree if that'll help.

Is that a thing?
That's a thing.

Yeah, that's definitely
not a thing, Gar.

Sorry I'm late, guys.
So sorry.

It's not a thing.

Okay, there's a very
specific list of things.

- Hey, Gary.
-Mm-hmm.

Sorry I missed you
at soccer practice.

...to have one grown parent,

otherwise it would be...
-I ran out of Linden dollars,

and I had to sell
all of my sheep.

I can't believe you got me
hooked on Second Life.

She was genuinely interested
in what I had to say.

Even dumb stuff,
like Second Life.

No, Bree.
No, no, no, no.

It was you!
You slept with my husband!No, no.

-I-I-I-I don't know. I --
-Don't play me, bitch!

I could smell your --
your thotty, man-stealing ass

when you walked
in the room!

You better watch your man!

You better watch your wives
and your kids

'cause she gettin' it
in where she fittin' it in.

-Come on.
-Get off me!

Br--
Bree, wait, wait, wait.

Listen, no, no, no, no.
Can -- Can we just talk, please?

I don't want
to talk anymore.

I want a divorce.

Bree. No, no, no.
Listen, listen.

Well, I think it goes
without saying

that I should remain
the room parent.

All in favor?

I can't wait for your
set. How many songs
are you singing tonight?

Four.I am so excited!

Come in.

Yo, Hazel, we just got word

you won't be performing
tonight, so...What?

Who -- What the hell
are you talking about?

Why not?You should
talk to the people.

I'm -- I'm really just
a messenger, so...

That asshole Derek!

I know he did this shit!

Are you serious?

You can't leave her
looking like RuPaul

before
the damn "Drag Race."

I mean, I'm employed
by the festival.

So if she's not performing...

My life is falling apart.
I am homeless.

I have no money.

The blogs are calling me
the Black Winona Ryder.

And now I'm being blackballed
from performing?

My life
can't get any worse.

Hey, so, we're gonna need
you guys to vacate the room.

So, like,
now would be good.

Get out of here, low-budget
Justin Timberlake!

This is what you call a party?

Cheap tequila
in a shitty-ass bar?

Not just any shitty bar.

The same exact bar we went
to the night

after your
very first show.

Mm-hmm.
Yep.

Damn, times were rough.

So rough, and we didn't
even know it.

We had so much fun that night.
Remember?

I remember your ass drinking
a whole bottle of Hpnotiq...

Okay....and then ugly-crying

when I got to the stage.

Okay, okay.
Excuse me.

Excuse me.
I was proud.

It was tears of...
joy.

No, bitch,
you were drunk.

You were so drunk.

Even your tears smelled
like blue drank.

It was awful.
Do you remember?

Listen, Haze,

Derek is trying to break you,
but you can't let him.

That's right, Hazel.

Keep fighting
the good fight, girl.

How?

He is cutting me off
at the knees,

and I don't even have money
to fight his ass.

You don't need money.

Because as of this moment,

you have one of the baddest
attorneys in the game

representing you.

Who?!
Who?!

Me!

I'm talking about me,
y'all!Thank you!

I'm representing you,
pro bono.

You know what, Hazel,
you can come stay with me

and my badass kids
for as long as you need.

Oh, you're gonna hate it.

Thank you, guys!

Ohh.

Ohh, you're the best.

-Another round?
-Oh, you know it.

Yes.
Please.

Oh, do you have Hpnotiq?

Listen, if it's a fight
Derek wants,

that's exactly what
his punk ass is gonna get.

Ooh, old Ari is back!

With a vengeance.

Number one, yeah,

Number one,

Heard he done took you

You won't admit it, you're

Number one, yeah,

Number one,

Don't forget it, yeah,