All language subtitles for The Kings Of Napa s01e05 How Stella Got Her Pinot Back.eng

- Previously on
the Kings of Napa...

- This is what happens
to little wenches

who knew my husband
was sleeping with my sister.

- Having you back on
the vineyard isn't gonna work.

- If we're gonna open this door
back up,

we gotta be honest
with each other.

[August]: I'm bringing
Grace back.

- My wine is distinct.

- The extortionist poisoned
Shawn & Sean's vines

with glyphosate.
- An extortionist?

Someone is threatening
our family?

- Otis Haney?
You're under arrest.

- You blocked me
from getting my job back.

- We can work through this.
- I'm not making any promises.

- Glyphosate?
Why does Bridgette have this?

[cars honking]

[insects chirping]

[suspenseful music]

[gasping]

- Oh.
[phone ringing and buzzing]

Grace, hi. Sorry, I overslept.

I was working all night.
Are you okay?

[Grace]: Get down here.
We've got a problem.

- Okay. Alright, I'm on my way.

[tense music]

Are you sure they're ruined?
What happened?

- Christian.
He left these babies

to suffer in this heat!

- I mean, I'm just seeing
a little UV-ray damage.

Can't you work your magic,
Grace? Please?

- I can't!

Harvested grapes must be
immediately prepped

for fermentation
or refrigerated,

and what you have here
are literally sour grapes.

- Okay, how much... how much
of the crop have we lost?

- Fifteen percent.
- That's half a mil in revenue.

If my dad were alive,
he would kill me.

- August,
your daddy was no dummy.

And Christian mucking up
our dessert-wine production

could happen next,
and then I am out.

- No, no, no. That won't happen.

At least, I hope
that won't happen.

- Listen,
you need to make a boss move.

Bring Bridgette back.

She is the key to your success.

[theme music]

[up-tempo music]

- Mm. Yeah,
I still feel him, too.

Listen, Mom,

thanks for going to that
convention in New York for me.

I really want a label
for our dessert wine

that just grabs you right
from the shelf, you know?

- You can always count on me.

- Great.

Because I have something else
I want to talk to you about.

- You and Kelvin are looking
at turquoise boxes!

- Mom.
- Babies on the horizon!

- Okay, listen,
I'm gonna ignore that.

- Okay.
- We're good, though.

We're really good.
- Yeah.

- But this about Bridgette.

The entire company is riding
on this new wine.

If we're gonna put out
this dessert wine,

I could really use her
on the vines.

She'd mentor Christian.

- I have been thinking
about her a lot lately.

About how Bridgette
is in her element

when she's in the vines.

She's diligent and knowledgeable
about the grapes,

a real connoisseur.

- She's out secret weapon, Mom.

We need Bridgette back.
And listen, I know things--

- Stop. I know what to do.

- Hmm?
- Come on.

- Okay.

- You're really putting
a lot on it, Rose.

- Mm-hmm.

- You know my birthday's
in July.

- Yes, I know.
- Although the blindfold

is the kind of kinky I like.
[Rose laughing]

- Hold still. You ready?

- Okay, yes. Ready.
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh! Wow!

This is incredible.

[gasping]
Oh!

Mm!

- This is for you. Come sit.

- What?! Are you serious?

- Mm-hmm.
- A Macbeth first edition?

What's the occasion?
- I wanted to do something nice

for my man. A gift.

Things were rocky there
between us for a minute.

And the stress
of the family vote,

Otis's betrayal,

it can take a toll
on a marriage.

[sighing]

I'm glad we've got
a chance to reset.

We've gotta keep it hot
and poppin', Daddy.

- The past seven nights of sex

were definitely all that
and then some.

- Mm.

Let's start here.

- No, no, no, no.
Something's up.

I got a mother and a sister.

I know when I'm getting played.
What's going on?

- Fine, you've got me.

Okay, so I went to my girlie doc

and she thinks
we should pop over

to see Dr. Wu
at the fertility clinic.

- The what?

- We've been having problems,
Dana.

So maybe we just need an assist.

- What is this, baseball?
I'm not whacking off in a cup.

- When you were mad at me,

you whacked off every day.
I heard you.

This is just like that,

except you put it
in a tiny test tube,

the baby gods work their magic,

and I could be pregnant
by summer.

Me in a cute, little bikini,

my tummy popped out.

Oh, Dana, I dream of it.

Come on, baby.

Don't you want another Dana?

A legacy.

Yeah.
[laughing]

[sighing]

[birdsong]

- I know I made
some big mistakes,

but... I'm still your mother.

Sure we really have to do this?

- I need space
if we're ever going to heal.

I can't just have you
and Aunt Yvette living here.

It's too much.

We need to find you
a new place now.

- Sure, baby.

Whatever you need.
[knocking]

- I'll be right back.

No, no, no. What is this?

- I wasn't kidding when I said
I was gonna get your job back.

I talked to Mom and we think...

- Christian is wonderful,
but he needs guidance.

- Are you kidding me?

- I know, we've made
a lot of mistakes,

but we need you.

- Okay, I get it.

You're worried your dessert wine
will be a bust,

and this is just some
manipulative game.

After all the shade
you've thrown me,

do you really expect me
to believe you're just suddenly

okay with me being
back at the vineyard?

- Yes. Because I am.

Look, Bridgette,
it's been a journey.

[August chuckling]
- One involving prayer

with Reverend Banks,

and a lot of Merlot.

- There she is. Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

One you helped create.

I was wrong for punishing you
for your mom's transgressions.

- If you come back,

we will give you
whatever you want.

- And you'll be back
not just as an employee,

but as part of the family,
of course.

- I don't believe this.

- Let me prove it to you.

I'm going to New York
for the wine convention.

August was going to go,
but she needs to be here.

Let's go together.

- But don't I need to get
started on the vines?

- Grace says nothing can be done
to the grapes

in the next couple of days.
So we will go back

at the dessert wine full force
when you come back.

- Mm-hmm.
- Come on.

You call Shawn & Sean

and tell them that you're out.

[singsong]: Come on.

- Oh, come on,
don't make me beg.

- I kind of like it
when you beg.

[laughing]
- Come on.

- Ah!
- Say yes.

- Yes!
- She's back! Come on.

[laughing]

She's back!

Yeah!

[laughing]

- Well, don't you
look beautiful!

Lookin' all 40 and fabulous.

- The answer is no.
- Please, Vanessa.

Bridgette's couch is a brick.

I heard you're on
a forgiveness tour.

Rumour has it, you're taking
Bridgette to the Big Apple.

- Time heals some wounds.

Others scar like keloids.

Shouldn't you be working
on something?

- I am. Jason Collins.

- The wine distributor?

- He's playing hard to get,

and I need to close him soon.

- Maybe he's just frightened

that you'll open
that trap of yours

and spill all his secrets.

- You hold a grudge
like a Republican.

- Save your time on Mr. Collins.

We've never been able
to crack that nut.

Our previous VP of Sales

was Stanford business school
pedigreed and he failed.

Before this,
you were peddling wigs.

- Making six-figure
stacks a year.

- You're out of your league,
sister girl.

But if you were to nail him,

I'd reconsider
your living situation.

But you're not
in Oakland anymore.

Kisses.

[laughing]
- Safe flight...

on your broom.

[door closing]

- You can't keep
sitting on this,

'cause real talk, it is starting
to affect your bed game.

- Yo, I'm stressed.

I mean, how do I tell August

I think that my half-sister

may be trying to pull
a Godfather move on our fam?

- I'll go in with you.
I'll hold your hand.

- Nah. I ain't ready for you
meeting her and all that yet.

Catch an Uber, Sheila,
and I'll hit you up later.

- So it's like that.

You know what? Lose my number.

'Cause I'm not about to be
played from a brotha

who does nothing more
than live off his family's coin.

- You being serious right now?
- Deuces.

[sighing]
- Mm-hmm...

And as soon as Bridgette
gets back,

we can finally get
this fermentation game rolling.

- Ah, that great. You know
she gonna work her magic!

- Wait. You gave Bridgette
her job back?

- Yeah. I thought Mom told you.

She put down her weapons
and ended the war.

They're headed to
New York together.

- I'm gonna check on the yeast.
- Yeah. Mm-hmm.

- Yo. We can't bring her back.

- Why?

What is that?

- Evidence that might
clear Otis.

It's glyphosate. The same poison

that the cops
said was used in the attack

on Shawn & Sean's vineyard.

- I don't understand.

- I found it in Bridgette's
work bag last night.

She had a big bag of the stuff.

I just brought you a sample.

I think our new sister
could be the extortionist.

[tense music]

- So, you found this stuff
in Bridgette's bag

after sneaking her
onto the vineyard?

No, Otis did it,
plain and simple.

- Then how do you explain
the drill

that I also found in her bag?

That's what someone would use
to inject poison into the vines.

[sighing]

- This can't be happening.

Y-you really think
Bridgette is the extortionist?

- She could be a crime boss.
- A crime boss?

- Don't sleep! We don't know
how deep this goes.

She could be mobbed up,
Bonnie and Clyde-ing this shit,

trying to get some of our money.

We should loop Dana in on this.

- Oh, hell no! No!

He's already throwing me shade
for not acting on Otis earlier.

No.

Let's just wait a beat.

Because if I'm wrong
about this too,

no one will trust me.

[sighing]

We need Otis to wake up
and clear his name,

or we need to find
some more evidence

tying Bridgette to the crime.

I'm gonna call Quincy,
have him do some digging,

see if we can work this out.

[phone ringing tone]

[sighing]

[soft jazz playing]

- You okay?

- If I wasn't,
you think I'd tell you?

- I hope so.

I used to be the hella fun,
turnt-up auntie...

until I screwed up.

- Well, according to Mom,
you weren't wrong

on your abortion intel.

[sighing]

- Still, I had no right
to spill the baked beans.

Where I come from,

snitches get stitches.

- Fear will definitely
make you do crazy things.

I've been there.

- If you tell me
what's going on,

I promise
I'll keep it under wraps.

[soft music]

- Rose wants to go
to a fertility doc.

- Oh! That's beautiful, honey!

We need some babies around here.

- Auntie, there's a 50% chance

I could pass on
the dwarfism gene to my baby,

and then he'd be just like me.

- Another you? Huh!
The world ain't ready.

[laughing]

- I don't know
if I can roll those dice.

[sighing]

I'm scared.

- I don't know
what it's like to be you.

But I do know love.

God don't make no mistakes,
Dana.

Go to that clinic.

You and Rose will love
that baby no matter what.

I love you.

[sighing]
- I love you.

[up-tempo music]

- You know, this extortionist
stuff you've been hiding

sounds unreal.

- I'm sorry I didn't tell you
about it before.

I was trying to handle it
on my own and...

[laughing]
I was hoping it would go away,

and, um...

it's just gotten worse.

- Hmm. So Otis is laid up
in the hospital,

but now Christian now thinks
Bridgette is the one?

- Yeah.
- Is he sure?

- Well, he found a power drill

and the same poison

that was used
on Shawn & Sean's yard,

in Bridgette's bag.

- Mm. Inadmissible in court,

'cause you can
explain them away.

This extortion stuff...

- Plus why would Bridgette
run to the family all,

"The Shawns are being extorted,"
if she were guilty?

- Here you go, ma'am.
- She wouldn't.

Unless, of course,
she's trying to throw you off.

- Doesn't sound like her.

- I don't think so.
- Thank you.

- Let me know
if you need anything.

- Thank you, sir.

- Oh.

- Mmm.

- Mm.

- Let me help you with that.

[rhythmic music]

[phone ringing]
- Oh.

Hey, Quincy. What's up?

Seriously?

Okay, I-I'm on my way.

- Who was that?
- Our PI.

He got a tip that Otis
is out of the ICU.

The cops are questioning him
tomorrow, so we gotta go.

- Hey, I thought
we were having dinner.

- Yeah, no, he's the key

to figuring this all out,
so dinner's done.

Mm-hmm.
- Check, please.

- Oh, my God. Otis.
- Hey, Otis.

- How are you?

We're worried about you,
you know. My mom, everyone.

Why would you do this?
- I'm sorry.

I just had asked your father
to help me,

but he kept putting it off.

- My father did help you.
Why would you extort him?

- What are you talking about?
- You were shaking down my dad!

- No! I was bottling
my own wine,

selling it in my 'hood
to my peeps.

Reggie promised to help me
start my own label,

but he never followed through.

- So you were just
stealing grapes?

- Yes. I'm sorry, August.

- I thought
you were extorting him.

- Are you crazy?
I loved your dad like a brother.

I was proud to be working
for a Black man

who owned a vineyard.

But I wanted my own piece
of the pie,

and I got sick of waiting.

- So this is all
just a big misunderstanding?

- I would never hurt
your family like that.

- Then why would you
run over some grapes?

You're a Black man
in America, Otis!

The cops could've killed you!

- They could've killed me
if I didn't run.

I thought you found out
and reported me.

- If you're not
the extortionist...

[tense music]

[soft techno music]

[sighing]

- Oh, yes.

[knocking]
[Rose]: How's it going in there?

- It's good.
About to do it, baby.

- Well, chop-chop.

We've got baby furniture
to pick out, yeah?

[sighing]

♪ I ain't gonna rest
so I'mma be the best ♪

♪ But I don't do it
to impress ya ♪

♪ Better keep your focus

♪ Wouldn't want to show you up

- "Become a Billionaire
in a Year."

♪ If you hadn't noticed

♪ I've got the royal touch

♪ If you've always
got the lead ♪

♪ Then you're not ready for me

♪ Don't you ever
call me princess ♪♪

[sighing]

- Mmm. Mmm.

- Sometime today.

- I traced the phone calls
the extortionist made

to your father.

The number pings off a tower
near Bridgette's house.

- You kidding me?

- Every call for a year.

That's quite a coincidence.

- Yo, we gotta tell the cops
Otis is innocent.

His story checked,
the vines are missing

on the south side
of the vineyard.

- That means Bridgette
is the real threat.

- In my part-time PI
slash kindergarten-teacher

expert opinion,

I think it's time for me

to plant these little suckers
in her home,

car and office space.

See what she's really up to.

- No! No.

If Bridgette ever found out
I was spying on her,

she would never forgive me.
- No, we gotta do this, sis.

She was the main one
that was trying to throw

Otis under the bus.

- I, uh...

- Are you alright, sis?
- Yeah, I'm good...

Listen...

This stays between us, okay?

[tense music]

Just do it.

- Hmm. This is a nasty rash.

Have you had any recent fevers,
chills, fatigue?

- For a while.
Kind of comes and goes.

- Any travelling abroad
recently?

[chuckling]
- I'm a nurse, actually.

I was in Burkina Faso
with Doctors Without Borders

'til a few weeks ago.

I know that look.

- Because you travelled
to rural Africa,

we'll run a few labs.

It's probably nothing
to worry about.

We'll have some answers
in a few days.

Until then,

I think it's wise
to have someone in your family

keep an eye on you.

- Thanks.

I don't want to burden anyone.
I'll be fine.

[rap music]

[Vanessa]: I'm so happy
you agreed to come to New York.

[Bridgette]: I love when
they give out freebies!

I mean, do I need a keychain
that says, "Wine Not?" on it?

[both]: No!
- But I'm taking one anyway!

- That Bridgette.

- August is gonna love
the graphic artist

we got for
the dessert-wine label,

no question!
- Mm. Mm-hmm.

- So, what's up for tomorrow?

The Whitney
and dinner at Per Se,

or we could swing up to Harlem
and go to Red Rooster.

- Ah, Red Rooster.
- I figured.

[laughing]

[phone ringing]

- Your mom?
You're not talking to her?

- Not right now, no.

- Honey, I know that you don't
understand this right now,

but it is for the best.

- I just don't get her
and what she did.

- You know, instead of Harlem,

there's someone
I want you to meet.

- She's gonna kill me.

She's gonna kill me.

[tense music]

How much longer?

I know it's gonna look amazing.
My cousin is so talented.

- As long as it takes.

- Oh, did Maddi tell you
she poured bleach

on that scrub's car?

- Yes! On his cousin's Porsche.

- No!
- Yeah.

- Not his cousin!
[laughing]

- I swear,
if someone did that to me,

I'd kill them.

- No, you wouldn't.

- I wouldn't do it immediately,

but I'd plan a sneak attack,

and get them
when they least expect it.

- Seriously?

- You've never seen
that side of me, August.

Let's hope I never
have to show it to you.

[breathing heavily]

[groaning]

[gasping]

- August. A-August.
Remember what the doctor said.

Just breathe.

[gasping]

- Okay.

- Better?

- Yeah.
[breathing shakily]

- You haven't had a panic attack
since you gave that speech

at the wine gala in Tuscany

and peeped George Clooney
in the audience.

- Mmm. I'm just worried.
[door opening]

I'm scared of
what we're gonna find out.

- Let's just play it a day
at a time.

- Play what? Now that Otis was
only lifting grapes,

Quincy get intel on another
suspect?

- What? I tell him everything.

But I didn't tell him about
how we found evidence

pointing to Bridgette being
the extortionist.

- Ugh.
- What?! Bridgette?

Are you kidding me?
But she's the honest one.

Always did things right,
by the book.

- Well, Quincy's putting cameras
at her house and at work,

so maybe we'll find
something.

- Cameras?

- If all roads point
to Bridgette,

then we'll take her down.

- Maybe having her work here
is a good idea.

- True that.
Recon missions worked well

in the Second Liberian
Civil War.

- I'm surprised you're agreeing
with me.

- I don't want to see
Bridgette in jail,

but if
she's the extortionist...

then that's where she belongs.
- Facts.

- Bridgette and Rose are close.
- I'm not gonna tell her.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

- Should we hug it out,
or what?

[insects chirping]

[rhythmic music]

♪ I tried to hide my feelings

♪ Can you see through me ♪

- Whew!

This heatwave reminds me
of a hot summer day back in Oakland.

Me and my girls drove down
to Lake Merritt

at the crack of dawn

to make sure that we snagged one
of them good barbecue grills.

You know, one without rust.

[chuckling]
- I love Lake Merritt.

- We pumped that boombox with
some Snoop and Dre,

and even though it was hot
as all get-out,

we danced our butts off and
got all sweaty.

[Yvette laughing]

That's when I busted out
the most refreshing sweet tea

that ever sweet tea'd.

A sip of it cooled you
the hell down

and somehow lifted you
the hell up!

[laughing]

A sip of House of Kings
Pinot Grigio

gives you that same sensation.

And when you try our new dessert
wine we have brewing,

you will die.

[soft music playing]

- Wow.
- Good, isn't it?

- As good as you are.

Ms. King,
I find you fascinating.

- Me?
- Mm-hmm.

I did some Googling,
I looked you up.

- I can explain.

Finlene's Basement was having
its Black Friday sale,

and things got a little out
of hand.

[laughing]
- No.

I'm talking about how
you went from selling wigs

out of your trunk at church

to being one of the top beauty
companies in the country.

You're not all bougie
like the rest of your family.

See, that's why I haven't done
business with them.

I'm not trying to put up with
that "we're rich"

arrogance every time.

[laughing]

- But even though they have
sticks up their asses,

I love 'em.

Those are my peeps.

We just need a new distributor
for our upcoming dessert wine.

We want to get it in
all the five-star restaurants.

- I haven't had this much fun
in a long ass time.

- Well, neither the hell
have I.

- I'm just trying to think
about this from every angle.

If Bridgette
is the extortionist,

what motive does she have
for shaking down Shawn & Sean?

And why would she go work there?
- I don't know.

None of it sounds like something
Bridgette would do.

But motive always reveals
itself over time.

If you were my client,

I'd advise you not to bug
your sister,

since it's illegal.

But you're not my client, so
be careful, and just...

wait to see what
the surveillance tells you.

- I hate when
you're level-headed.

Are you gonna tell
your ex-client about this?

- Melanie? Come on.
I'm with you.

Drinks later?

- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. I gotta go.

- August.
- I'll call you back later.

A camera spying on me?

[suspenseful music]

Oh, wow.

You've got to be kidding me.

- Why are we at a psychiatric
facility?

Who are we meeting?

- I just want to prepare you.

This might be difficult,
surprising.

[indistinct chattering]

- Vanessa. I told you
no man would ever marry you

with those thunder thighs.

If you're going to binge,
you better purge.

- I have put on a few pounds
since I saw you last, yes.

But look at you,
you look beautiful.

And your hair is amazing.
It's always been your glory.

- What is going on?
- Melanie?

What are you doing here?
I don't want to see you.

This is all because of you.
You're not welcome in my house.

- I'm not Melanie.
- Get out. You did this.

- Mommy, it's okay.

Calm down, okay?
- Mommy?

- I regret that day
you ruined us!

You should've died instead!

- Mom!
- You should've!

[nurse]: Come on now, Sandra.
That's not you. Let's go rest.

- Bridgette, I'd like you
to meet Sandra Pierce.

Your grandmother.

- Quincy! We need to talk about
these mini cameras.

- What?
[August scoffing]

- Don't play dumb with me,
you broke down Kojak.

You really thought
I was the extortionist?

Let me remind you that
I pay you!

- Okay!

But you're not the only person
breaking me off that cheddar.

[sighing]

- I don't understand.

Every time we asked about her,
you all had an excuse.

She's a recluse,
she hates weddings...

Every trip we took to Paris,
we wanted to meet her,

you all said she wasn't
interested in meeting us.

That she never really wanted
to be a grandmother.

- Sadly, I don't think
she ever really wanted to be a mother either.

- What's wrong with her?

- She had a nervous breakdown
after my dad died.

She's been in a dissociative
state ever since.

- Mom said grandpa had
a heart attack.

- Well, she lied.

The truth is, Bridgette,
your mom was a wild child,

and my parents,
they couldn't control her.

And one night, she came home
piss drunk and high,

doling out all kinds of lies
and excuses like a pro.

And she went on a tirade,
yelling and screaming at my dad,

and then she attacked him.

He died from an aneurism,

brought on by all
the yelling at your mom.

- Oh, my God.

Why do you all keep
these secrets?

Why hold everything in?
Why do any of this?

- Bridgette,
it's what our parents taught us.

Look, I am telling you
about this

because I want you to know
who your mother is.

And I want you back.

But if you're going to be
back in the fold,

you need to let her go.

She's sneaky, gamey.

Like trying to get Dana
into Asset Makers just to get under my skin.

You have to make a choice,
Bridgette.

It's either her or us.

[Rose humming]

- Hey, Christian.
Are you alright?

- Nah, my girl's ghosting me
because I let this family

get in my head and
I dissed her.

I mean, you've dated women
before, like, what should I do?

- Call her and apologize.

- That's what these ten texts
are about.

- Where the hell is Dana?
I've been trying to reach him.

- He had an early tee time.
You know my King,

always on his game.

- Hey, Bridge!
How was New York?

- It was great,
we found a designer for the dessert wine label.

I'm just a bit jet-lagged.

- You should go home.
Rest before the harvest.

- No, I'm good.
The vines calm me down.

There's my bag! I left it
when I came to help Christian.

- Calm you? You alright?

- Aunt Vanessa...
shared a lot in New York.

- Oh, that sounds cryptic.
You wanna share with us?

- No.

I'm just gonna check on
the vines, okay?

Rose, you wanna go dancing
tonight?

- Yes, sure!
Sounds like fun!

I could tell you all about
my fertility visit.

We're on our way to
making a family.

- Another King?
[phone ringing]

If I were you, I'd be careful
what I wished for.

- You quit Shawn & Sean's?

I thought you needed them
as part of your plan?

- Things changed. I've got it
handled, trust me.

[kissing, chuckling]

- Why I gotta go, huh?

- 'Cause I'm not supposed
to be here.

Especially not wearing
Vanessa's favourite robe.

- I'll send over paperwork

for your dessert wine's
distro deal.

I am sold on Heritage.

You'll be in all of Alain
Ducasse's Michelins by spring.

And maybe in a year,

I'll be repping
all of House of King's wines.

[chuckling]

- I hope this isn't just because
I blew your mind last night.

- Ms. Yvette King...
[chuckling]

you know how to sell like
nobody's business

and any wine that can make me
feel like Idris Elba,

and land me a smart,
sexy ass sista like you...

[both laughing]

...well that's a wine
I wanna be in business with.

- Oh!
[chuckling]

You're back!

- And you clearly closed
the deal.

- Yeah. I did that.

I cracked that nut.

Cracked it real hard,
with this...

and some other assets.
So?

- Well, a deal's a deal.
Welcome home.

[laughing]

Is that my robe?!
- Ah!

- Oh, the nerve.

- You're bugging me now,
ass hole?

Those are part of Quincy's
repertoire.

- Hmm, congratulations, Aug.
You figured it out.

And look at you giving me
second-rate Angela Lansbury vibes.

- How could you spy on
your own sister? That's nasty!

- A, I didn't put 'em in
your bedroom,

and B, you did the exact same
thing to Bridgette.

C, I haven't seen anything
for days.

The camera's damn battery died.

- So, what was this about?

Oh, you thought
I was extorting Dad?

- No, I thought you were weak

and unable to handle
someone of my prestige

coaching you from the side,
and I was right.

You are weak.

Not only obsessing over
Kelvin's ex-wife

like some Lionsgate movie,

Quincy's footage showed that you
were planning to fire me.

- Wait, what?
- Don't deny it,

I saw the video
with my own baby browns.

You were looking at
CFO resumes to replace me.

[laughing]

- Oh, my God!
Oh, yeah!

Yes!
I was interviewing candidates.

I was so sick of you on
your ninja grind

trying to snatch my crown,

that I was looking to bring on
a new CFO to promote you.

To co-president with me

so we could put
all this tension behind us.

- You're lying.
I don't believe you.

- I even had Paul drop
the paperwork.

But not only were you
dead wrong

about Otis being
the extortionist and nearly killed the man,

but now you are also way off
the mark about me.

Why do you hate me so much?

- Because you have unjustifiably
been spoiled your entire life.

- You know what?
I am done being nice to you.

Because clearly, promoting
you would've been the dumbest mistake I have ever made.

Oh, and by the way, I'm keeping
both eyes open on Kelvin

because I had a dad
who cheated,

and I have a brother
who bugged my goddamn house.

I will not end up
with a two-faced sneak like either of you.

[car horns honking]

[laughing]

- Ah, I'm surprised you wanted
to hang.

- Oh, I needed to take my mind
off of everything.

All extortionist, no play?

Makes a girl need her man.

- Ah.
- Mm-hmm.

- So, we're back
at our old stomping ground.

- Yeah.
- Napa Prep High!

- Oh, go Tigers!
- Oh!

[laughing]

- The scene of many crimes.

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

[laughing]

[indistinct chattering]

- Super cold.

- So... look what I found today.

[laughing]

- No!
- Yep, yep, yep, yep!

I remember you rocking that
football uniform.

- That shit was fly.
- Oh, okay.

Well, all the girls were jealous
of me.

You were fine as hell.

- You were finer.
- Oh, yeah?

- Strutting down them hallways
in that cheerleader uniform.

- Yeah!
- And game days were everything.

I was killing it.
Yeah, ballin'.

[laughing]

- Oh, I brought something else.
- Yeah?

Oh.
- Mm-hmm.

- I don't know if you remember,
but, uh...

Pinot was our drink
back in the day.

- Why do you think
I stopped drinking it?

You and Pinot go together.

When we broke up, I couldn't
touch the stuff without missing you, so I just quit.

- Really?
- Yes, really.

- Well...

[clearing throat]

August King...
- Mm-hmm?

- I'm back for good, so you
better get used to that good Pinot taste again.

[insects chirping]

Mmm.

- Now, one more thing.

Well...

- Goddamn!
[laughing]

Um...
- Mmm.

- Do you remember
my favourite move?

- I think so.
I think so. Yeah.

I think it was something like...

that.

[laughing]

- Come here.
- Oh!

♪ What's it gonna be
'cause I can't pretend ♪

♪ Don't you wanna be
more than friends ♪

♪ Hold me tight and don't let go
don't let go ♪

♪ You have the right
to lose control... ♪♪

- Woo!
[laughing]

That one!

- You want a drink?
- Absolutely.

- That DJ was the shit!

I can't remember the last time
I danced for two hours straight.

- I know!
- Ice?

- Neat, please.
My feet are killing me.

You were really downing those
Patron shots, missy.

- Ah!
[laughing]

Well, that mixed with
your company

is all I needed to forget...

Whatever.

I had fun, thank you.
- Cheers.

[tense music]

- Mmm.

- You sure everything went
okay in New York?

And where's your mum?

- She's staying at the Villagio.

I'm finally free of her.

- Okay, what's going on,
Bridgette?

- Ever get tired of all
the secrets?

- Every day.

- I've got a biggie.

I can't keep these secrets
in anymore. Can I trust you?

- Always.

- I've known Reginald
was my dad for a long time.

For years.

- Wait, you lied?

I thought you found out when
we did the reading of the will?

I can't.

I'm having a baby with Dana.

- You don't need that family.

I'm your way out.

- I can't.

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