All language subtitles for Queen Sugar s04e03_English

[announcer]
Previously on Queen Sugar...

My family is having trouble
with the book.

I just need some more time
to smooth things out

before the book tour.

This story is gonna help
so many people.

I don'’t give a damn

about so many people, Nova!

He trusts you.

When he reads this,
he'’ll believe I'm a monster.

Nova, this book ain'’t just
about Ernest.

"And my Aunt Violet,

broken more times
than she can count

by my Uncle Jimmy Dale."

No, she didn'’t.

You have to put the brakes
on it.

I can'’t.

It'’s gone to print.

[light switch clicks]

[sighs]

Get it together, Vi.

[sighs]

You are stronger than this.

[knock on door]

[Hollywood]
Everything all right in there?

Fine.
I'’ll be out in a minute.

Don'’t give me that look.

Well, you don'’t seem fine.

Ain'’t seemed fine
all morning.

If I say I'’m okay,
then I'’m okay.

What you say
and what you are

can be two totally
different things.

Now, baby, I begged you,
don'’t stay up all night

reading that book.

Called her three times
this morning.

She too scared to answer.
Hell, I would be too.

Well, then she shouldn'’t
have put my life out there

for the world.

I told her she'’d better
come look me in my face

before the sun goes down,

because if I have to go
to the 9th Ward

looking for her,
I will.

How could she do that?

How could she?

Morning, Miss Vi.

Morning, Rhonda.

Everything copasetic?

Oh, yes, ma'’am.

Oh, we'’re running low on napkins
and to-go containers.

Can y'’all grab some
from the back?

[Hollywood]
Gotcha, baby.

Baby, just go on and take a seat
and I'’ll be right with you.

Of course.

Thank you.

It'’s good to see you,
sweetheart.

It'’s been a while, huh?

It'’s been a while.

Dreams never die

Take flight
As the world turns

Dreams never die

Take flight
As the world turns

Keep the colors
In the lines

Take flight

Dreams never die

Keep the colors
In the lines

Keep the colors
In the lines, take flight

-Here ya go.
-Vi?

Thank you, brother.

Come on. Vi?

I'’ll go get another towel.

You okay, baby?
You need a doctor?

-What happened?
-You passed out.

Here, drink this.

Mm.

Wait.

Wait, where...?

What happened?

Shh, baby.
You okay, all right?

You just got a lot
on your mind right now.

The opening, harvest,
Nova and all that stuff.

That'’s it, okay?

But you got to start
taking it easier.

Hollywood, let'’s...

let'’s go home.

I just need
a little rest, okay?

Okay.

[Charley]
Micah?

Look, maybe after school
we should talk about

some of the things
you'’re reading in that book.

I know Dad did
what he did.

But...

you paid Melina Galoudian
millions of dollars

to keep quiet?

I did it for you.

For us.
For our privacy.

Nova'’s book is not how I wanted
you to learn about that.

All I ask is that
you remember

that what'’s black and white
on the pages of a book

is often very gray
in real life.

You know, people say
stuff like that,

but never what
they really mean.

I'’m on the board
of Landry Enterprises.

You think it'’s because I want to
be in business with the family

that enslaved our ancestors?

That I love money that much?

Or is it because I need to know
what they'’re up to?

I'’m not judging you, Mom.

I just don'’t...

understand you sometimes.

So you believe
everything you read?

No.

But this book was written
by somebody I trust, so...

Trust.

[scoffs]

Wow.

So you don'’t trust me.

Man, can we talk about
something else, please?

[computer chiming]

Hey, Deborah.
Perfect timing.

I can'’t decide
what outfit to wear

for my interview
with Dr. Hall.

I heard you should avoid red,

black and white
while on camera.

Good to know.
[laughs]

Even if the only folks
who are seeing this

are psychology students
or therapy centers,

I want to present myself right.

That may all be about to change with the news I'’ve got for you.

So we got an advance

on yourNew York Times
book review.

And, Nova,
it'’s a love letter.

A love letter?

From the Times?

-When does it come out?
-This afternoon.

[laughs]

I wasn'’t expecting this.

Well, we were.

We'’ve believed in you
from the start.

Thank you.
What did they say?

Well, it'’s in your inbox,
but here'’s an appetizer.

"Blessing and Blood is
a near-virtuoso-level memoir

"that speaks in both
the intimacy of a whisper

"and the roar of an urgent
call to action.

"Nova Bordelon'’s writing feels
as if it'’s fueled

"by both fire and fear,

"a potent combination
that catapults

"this journalist-turned-author
to the upper echelons

"of writers exploring race,

culture and identity
in America."

I know, right?

Are you there?

Oh, my God.

I don'’t know what to say.

Your work says it all.

It'’s moving now.

It'’s connecting with people,

just like you wanted.

Generator ready to go?

Alternator'’s still busted.

Meant to call you
before you came.

My bad.

Today just ain'’t
going my way, Mr. Prosper.

You doing just fine,
Ralph Angel.

So, what'’s on your mind?

I don'’t know.

Nova. Her book.

She'’s going in
on everybody.

Charley, Aunt Vi, Blue.

Everybody?

Something I need to be
concerned with too?

I doubt it.

Knowing Nova,
you never know.

So, what has she got
to write about Blue,

other than the love
she got for him?

She'’s telling the world
he ain'’t mine proper.

That he ain'’t my kid...

before he even know.

I see.

You don'’t seem surprised.

By now, I'’ve learned
that life is full of surprises.

Plus, I'’ve seen
this kind of thing before.

My father wasn'’t
my father either.

I mean, if you mean it
in the biblical way.

For real?

Didn'’t find out
till I was in high school.

By then, I didn'’t care.

He was good to me.

That'’s thicker than blood.

Sound like a good man.

Yup. He wasn'’t my father,
but he was my daddy.

[laughs]

Yeah.

So the way I look at it,
I won.

And Blue did too.

A book don'’t change that.

You make sure
your boy knows it.

[speaking Spanish]

Slow down. Slow down.
Say it again.

Ignacio. Enfermo.

Uh...sick.

Come on, man.

[Hall] We'’re fortunate
to have two families

that read an advanced copy
of your memoir.

And they'’re here to share
their experiences

after reading your book.

[woman]
For a long time, my mother and I
refused to address our issues.

Kind of like
you and Charley.

Can I ask how you were
able to break through

all of the hurt feelings
and the trauma

to get to a healthier place
with her?

I finally had to let go
of the fear

that stopped me
from thinking about

anything in my relationships
that saddened me,

let alone deal with them.

I realized I was suppressing
everything.

But that'’s just putting it
in a drawer.

It'’s not gone.

It'’s just...away.

And someday

somebody is going
to open that drawer,

and the pain
will still be there.

So I decided to clean out
the drawer

once and for all.

Writing this was therapeutic
in that way.

And it'’s an experience I hope
those who read it

will have as well.

[phone line ringing]

[man, on phone]
Frances Boudreaux'’s office.

-Hi, this is Charley Bordelon...
-Miss Bordelon,

Mrs. Boudreaux is not
taking calls at this time.

Care to leave a message?

Yes.

My message is that
I want to know

how Jacob Boudreaux
gets to attend board meetings

and I don'’t,

especially since we have
the same amount of shares

in Landry Enterprises.

Tell Frances I expect
a call back.

Soon.

[sighs]

-[toilet flushes]
-What'’s going on, Vi?

Baby, you ain'’t say a word
on the way home.

You don'’t even want
nothing to eat.

I'’m scared for you.

I saw Jimmy Dale
at the diner.

You saw who?

Bald-headed guy

with the white beard.

Old boy with the yellow shirt?

Said he caught you
when you passed out.

He put his hands on you?

And he ain'’t even say
who he was?

-Hollywood--
-Trying to play good Samaritan.

He gonna trip on out
the front door?

Oh, hell no!

I didn'’t know
what to do.

I didn'’t know what to say.

When I realized
it was him,

something just happened.

[phone line ringing]

Who are you calling?

Hey, Rhonda.
This is '’Wood.

-You remember that customer?
-Which one?

Yeah, the new guy
with the yellow shirt.

Let me know
if he come back in.

A'’ight.

Hollywood, I don'’t want you

to get mixed up
with this nonsense.

He'’s good at that.

No, baby, St. Jo'’s
ain'’t but so big.

He around here somewhere.

Worst thing in your life,

come in your new place
of business after 30 years.

No, he here to get
something started.

But I'’m going
to finish it.

[cell phone ringtone playing]

Hey, Rah.

Say, I got a little situation
over here at the farm.

Might make me late
to my harvest slot this week.

[Charley]
That'’s going to back me up.

[Ralph Angel] Yeah, well,
I got circumstances.

What'’s the problem?

Ignacio, my top worker,
he got sick.

And he can'’t go to a hospital,
if you know what I mean.

I may actually know someone
who can help with that.

Let me call you back.

Keke.

Can we talk?

I'’m gonna
catch you later.

All right.

I don'’t know,
can we?

I'’ve been trying to.
You don'’t even return my texts.

We'’re at the same school.
We have to talk at some point.

All right, let'’s talk.

Why are you acting
all brand-new on me, huh?

Fighting that guy like
you'’re some new-age thug.

You think that'’s cute?

You know he had it
coming to him.

If it wasn'’t me, it was gonna be
someone else.

I'’m not withsomeone else.

I'’m with Micah West.

You'’re right.

It was stupid of me.

I need to be more wise
about things.

You'’re important to me.

What you think about me
is important to me.

Just promise me
that it won'’t get there again.

You need to channel that anger
some other way.

I know.
I'’m working on it.

You know, I can'’t say
I won'’t disappoint you.

I'’m not perfect.

But...

I can promise you
I will never disrespect you.

My mama taught me
better than that.

You want to tell me
what'’s going on, Jacob?

Could you give us a moment,
Hank?

Miss Bordelon.

I'’ll wait just outside.

[door opens and closes]

Who'’s he?

And how does he know
my name?

One, you'’re kind of famous,

so lots of people
know your name.

And two,
he'’s a new consultant.

Hank Miller.

What'’s with all the consultants?

Mark Criegar, Hank Miller--

Businesses hire consultants,
Charley.

It'’s their job to know
all our primary shareholders.

Well, I'’m not exactly
primary anymore.

And neither are you.

Yet you'’re able to attend
board meetings

without possession of the proper
number of shares.

Sam combined his shares
and voting power with me.

He passed new bylaws

so family members
can attend

even if we don'’t
have enough shares.

Right.

And to think I gave you
the benefit of the doubt

that you gained an ounce
of dignity.

[cell phone dings]

What'’s this all about, Jacob?

You know how much I like you,
Charley.

But I need
to let you know,

I think it'’s best if you don't
ruffle any more feathers.

[laughs]

I don'’t respond to threats.

[Jacob] You know what
my family'’s capable of.

They'’re like a freight train.

They stop at nothing
in their way.

And you shutting down
the prison

didn'’t exactly
slow things down.

That'’s all I'm at liberty
to say.

So now I'’m supposed to trust
that you care about me?

My family?

Where'’s your mama?

She claimed to have my back,
but she'’s nowhere to be found.

She'’s in D.C. taking meetings
to expand Landry Enterprises.

-Expanding to do what?
-That'’s all I know right now.

Oh, that'’s all you know?

So you'’re going to make me work
to find out?

Fine.

I actually know howto work.

That'’s what you think of me.

I'’ve just been high on the hog
since birth.

Silver spoon in my mouth.

Never worked for nothing.
That'’s what you think?

You'’ve had a family.

Love.

Camaraderie.

I never had that.

To get anything close
to love with us,

you got to break skin,

show blood and be happy
about it.

I was never
wired for it.

I always hoped
you'’d see that.

I still do.

There are things going on

that shouldn'’t be,
Charley.

I'’m trying
to look out for you.

Why can'’t you just sit back
and enjoy your dividends?

For the same reason
you can just sit back

and enjoy your privilege,
Jacob.

At some point, we all make
our own choices.

Your family made theirs,

and you'’ve chosen
to go along.

You telling a sad story about it
doesn'’t change it.

[Hollywood]
Coffee hot enough for you?

Well, it sure is.

Now, you must be
the manager.

I didn'’t get to meet you earlier
proper-like, you know,

what with all the commotion.

I sure do hope
Violet'’s doing okay.

I know who you are...

Jimmy Dale.

I know what
you'’re all about.

So you can save
the Showtime at the Apollo

skinnin'’ and grinnin',

'’cause I know
what'’s behind it.

And so does my wife.

[chuckling]

Oh, I see
what'’s going on here.

But you got this
all wrong.

See, me and Violet,

things just didn'’t work out,
that'’s all.

But that'’s old water under
an old bridge, my friend.

I ain'’t your friend.

I'’m Hollywood Desonier.

And I'’m going to tell you this
one time, and be noble about it.

You need to bounce.

Excuse me, youngblood?

She don'’t want you around here,
and neither do I.

So go on ahead
and raise on up.

[laughs]

Ha-ha, hell.

You remember Ernest Bordelon?

Yeah, Ernest.

So if you want a part two
to that ass-whippin'’,

think I'’m playing with you.

So go ahead
and pay your tab,

get your little goofy ass
in the car,

and get the hell up out of town
before you catch these hands.

Well, I don'’t stay
where I'’m not wanted.

I mean, I was just
driving through.

I just wanted to wish Violet
good luck with her little diner.

That'’s all.

I don'’t want no trouble.
Didn'’t mean no disrespect.

But...

the Bordelons
was my family too.

For a long time.

But that time done passed,
but the past don'’t change.

I didn'’t get into it
with him, baby.

Didn'’t have to.
He gone.

[kiss]

How'’d you manage that?

'’Cause Jimmy don't
back down easy.

Maybe he getting wise
in his old age.

But I followed his ass
all the way

to the end of
St. Jo'’s parish line.

Watched him hop
on the freeway headed west.

And all you did
was talk?

That'’s all.

But he was getting up out
of here come hook or by crook.

Yeah, I never take
no real lunch break.

Especially not late
like this.

I could get used to it.

The one thing about working
in the bureaucracy

of the United States government
I don'’t mind,

it'’s people clock in,

take their breaks,
and clock the hell out.

When we was on the phone
the other night,

you said you was working
from home, right?

I'’m never going
to let my cases suffer.

But I am going to eat
my damn lunch too.

[both laugh]

Mm.

I, um,
I know it'’s harvest time.

Um, I didn'’t think
you'’d make it.

Needed a little break.

Been working around the clock,
you know?

Plus...

I wanted to see you.

Vicky, I need you to look
into something for me.

I received the minutes
from the board meeting,

and I saw a $1.5 million
purchase

of unidentified land

oddly tucked under
"Operational expenditures."

And I have no clue
what that'’s for.

Yeah, I'’m just trying
to get up to speed.

Could you look into it
if I emailed it to you?

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

Thanks, Vicky.

You'’re the best.

[R&B music playing]

Hi.

Wow.

Thank you.

This is so on time.

You are very welcome.

It'’s good to break up
the workday

every once in awhile.

Yeah?

Yeah, it is.

And you'’ll be pleased to know

that your brother'’s worker
will be fine.

I'’m glad you called me.

[sighs]
Thanks for making the time.

Yeah, your brother'’s doing good
by his men.

Taking good care of them.

It'’s nice to see.

You don'’t see that
very often.

-Hmm.
-Some of the things I'’ve heard.

I'’ve seen some pretty
messed-up stuff in St. Jo

that you wouldn'’t expect.

What do you mean?

Stuff that just
stays with you.

Like those two
migrant workers.

The ones that were killed
on one of the farms

a few years back

because they were forced
to work in a storm.

That'’s just not giving a damn.

But you give a damn.

I mean, the work that
you'’re doing at the border

makes a difference, right?

I'’m just one man.

Well, if you could do more,
what would it be?

More. Just more.

Maybe set up stations
for people who need it.

Anonymous, safe, clean.

What would it take to get
something like that

up and running?

Volunteers.

And a safe, clean space that'’s
not visible from the street.

But it gets expensive.

Hmm.

So I have a space
in the former barracks

in the back of the mill.

It'’s vacant.

I mean, if you can get
the volunteers

and I pay for the supplies,

we could just do it there.

[laughs]

Are you serious right now?

I mean, because that
could work.

We can do maybe a pop-up clinic
once a week.

For now.

Are you serious?

Very.

He can'’t hurt me again.

Blue'’s mama now, we just got
on good terms.

Sure as hell ain'’t
happened overnight,

tell you that much.

-It'’s a process.
-Yeah.

I'’m still not there
with Joie'’s dad yet.

Just found it best to stay
as far apart as possible.

He doesn'’t come around much,
so it works.

Listen...

I'’m just gonna
keep it real with you.

I did some things in my past
that I had to pay for.

-I was--
-I know.

I ran your background.

Old habits die hard

when you'’re a public defender
and dating and have a kid.

I respect that.

I read your file.

But my work has taught me
people aren'’t their files.

You'’re certainly not.

[both chuckle]

Oh, this pie is so good!

I feel like I'’m doing something
wrong by eating it.

[laughing]

Well, let me help you out.

It feels good in here.

Help yourself
to whatever.

Yes.

Water is fine.

Water.

So healthy.

What'’s wrong?

"Micah West, close your big,
loud mouth

or we will fill it with
your blood and our bullets."

What?

"Keep stirring up trouble
in St. Jo,

and we will put you down
like the filthy mutt you are."

Oh, my God!

We need to take this
to the police.

And what are they
going to do?

I'’ll deal with this.

-Just let me fix it.
-How do you fix a death threat?

I'’m on it.

Why does it seem I can'’t do
anything right by you lately?

I don'’t know. I think I'm just
accepting the fact

that we'’re two
different people

with two different views
of the world.

[keys jingling]

[opening drawer]

We received the first one
a week after your speech

at the prison rally.

And this one came...
two days later.

So I sent you to Paris
for the summer

and hired a security detail
you never knew about.

-What?
-This one came

the day that I took you
to the airport to go to Paris.

And these came
the day after you left.

Micah, what do you see?

Letters threatening
to kill me.

And how do you feel
now that you'’ve seen them?

Angry.

Well, I don'’t have time
to be angry.

I'’m too busy being afraid
for you.

So if we see the world
differently...

it'’s because I am committed
to doing whatever I have to do

to keep you safe.

If that means sending you
to Paris for three months...

[slides drawer closed]

...I'’m fine with that.

If it means asking you
to trust me...

I'’m fine with that.

If it means...

Let me protect you.

It'’s my job.

Mom!

Hey!

Where'’d you guys go?

I texted you.

Dad surprised me
after school.

We went to the roller rink,

and me and Joie
got ice cream.

I got chocolate mint.

-Super good.
-Joie?

Who'’s that?

New friend he met
after school.

They wanted to do a little
playdate on the playground--

I see. Hope you didn'’t ruin
your appetite.

It was only two scoops.

[Ralph Angel] All right, go wash
that outside off you, Blue.

Take your backpack off.

[sighs]

I got to talk to you
about something.

Okay.

Nova wrote about Blue
in her book.

What do you mean?

What did she write
about him?

What the hell did she write
about him?

That I ain'’t
his biological father.

[sighs]

Why would she do this?

[sighs]

Oh, why would she--

I am so...

sorry.

Ain'’t your fault.

And I ain'’t blaming you.

Did she write about
our past?

I mean...

how can she get into Blue
without writing about us too?

I ain'’t read much more
after that part. I...

I couldn'’t.

Why would she do this?

Hey, you know Nova.

She'’s going to do what she want,
how she want,

and it'’s always right
for Nova.

I mean, does she even consider
other people'’s feelings?

This hurts you.

Oh, God.

And it'’s going to hurt Blue.

Ain'’t got to
let that happen.

Can'’t let that happen.

I know it might take some time
to process this,

but when the time'’s right...

let'’s speak to him together.

All right?

All right.

[Violet]
There he is.

He'’s just going to love that
I made this chicken pot pie.

So you do still live here.

Good to see you, Violet.

You look good, baby.

Why are you here?

Well...

why don'’t you open the door,

let me come in proper

so we can set for a spell.

Talk things out.

We due for a talk.

Like adults.

No. You need to leave, now.

[sighs]

I done came all this way
to see you, Violet.

Don'’t turn me away.

We have grown.

We have grown past
all that childish nonsense.

And we both changed.

So I'’m just here to get back
on the right track with you.

That'’s all.

Come on, sweetcakes.

I see you made
some changes.

Still feels like
my house, though.

Smells like you
and your cooking.

And I do miss both,
I will tell you.

But I didn'’t marry you
for your cooking now.

So how you doing?

Violet, I'’m talking to you.

Not your house, Jimmy.

My house.

I see you got yourself
that boy.

Your new husband.

Hollywood, is that it?

He ain'’t a boy.

[laughs]

I ain'’t never met no man allowed
himself to be called that.

No, that ain'’t no man.

That'’s the name of a boy
with stupid dreams.

But I didn'’t come here
to talk about him.

I came here to talk about us.

Listen, I am sorry
how we left things.

I was just a young,
dumb man back then.

Everybody makes mistakes.

But not everybody'’s man enough
to admit to them.

Some come to their dignity
later in life.

You the last person who can ever
talk about dignity, Jimmy Dale.

Get out of my house.

So that'’s how you
gonna do me?

After all this time?

You'’re damn right.

There'’s the door.
Use it.

Still got that spice
in you.

Jimmy Dale?
What are you doing here?

He'’s just leaving.

Oh, hey, Nova.
Good to see you again.

Excuse me? Again?

What'’s he talking about?

I can explain.

-I can explain.
-Whatever you did

to bring this to my doorstep,

you can'’t explain it.

Well, she ain'’t got
to explain nothing.

I'’m just here to see
how the years treated you.

And from where
I'’m standing,

the years done good
by you.

-Just a little pooch.
-Don'’t you get near her!

Get your hands off me!
Know what I'’ll do to you?

Get out! Get out! Get out!

Now! Get out!

[sobbing] Get out!

You gonna show your face
at our house?!

Man, is you out
your damn mind?!

I was trying to be nice to you.

But I ain'’t the one, boy,
I'’m trying to tell you.

-[Violet] No, Hollywood!
-[yells]

[grunting]

You'’re going to kill him!
Stop!

-Hollywood, stop! Stop!
-[groaning]

[Jimmy Dale wheezing]

I see you held on to your anger
all this time, Violet,

because I took something
from you

that you ain'’t never
gonna get back.

But I just came here
to say I was sorry.

But you know what?

I ain'’t sorry at all.

I ain'’t sorry
about a damn thing.

[breathing heavily]

You are what you always was.

Ernest'’s little
sassy sister.

But you were one hot
piece of ass, though.

[roaring]

I never should have tried
to make you a wife.

[Violet]
He doesn'’t matter,

he doesn'’t matter,
he'’s not worth it!

[crying]

Don'’t.

I never meant for things
to come to this.

Yeah, you never do.

Well, I'’ll start
with the truth.

I did go talk to Jimmy Dale
for my book.

I thought it was
for a good reason at the time.

I wanted to get all sides
of the story.

I was hoping to explore whether
redemption was possible,

even for the worst of us.

For those with
unforgivable pasts.

But I realized
after talking to him

that he was the same piece of
trash you always said he was.

And that'’s why I left his
point of view out of the book.

I didn'’t know
that visiting him

would make him come
stir up trouble in St. Jo.

All I wanted to do
was celebrate your triumph.

Everything that you'’ve
been through.

What so many
have been through.

I didn'’t feel I could do that
if I leave half the story out.

My intention wasn'’t
to hurt anyone.

You have done some things
in your day, child.

But this...

your daddy
would be ashamed.

And your mama?

Your mama would do
what I'’m about to.

You need to leave.

Right now.

-I didn'’t tell Jimmy--
-Stop it!

I don'’t want
to look at you.

I don'’t want
to talk to you.

Not right now,
not tomorrow.

Way I'’m feeling,
even ten years

can'’t put enough distance
between us.

Aunt Vi--

[Violet]
Don'’t darken my doorstep.

Don'’t bring no flowers
to my grave.

I don'’t need you...

disturbing any more
of my peace.

This is the last time
I let you

in this house...

Nova Bordelon.

[sniffling, whimpering]

[music playing]