All language subtitles for The Kings of Napa s01e03 Whats Port Got To Do With It.eng

- Previously,
on the Kings of Napa.

- I know this recent revelation
about Dad has been rough. - And remember,

the House of Kings
is about Black excellence and infidelity.

- What were you thinking,
Melanie? You were supposed to take that to your grave.

- She hasn't called you,
has she? - I'm here for you and only you.

- Wake up, Christian!
You got big shoes to fill!

- If I bring you back,
Dana will have all the ammunition he needs.

This is my legacy now!

- It's mine too!
- This new wine could revolutionize us.

We must continue to show
the world that we are Kings.

Listen, Bridgette.
I know you're mad at me.

I've only left you, like,
I don't know, 100 messages.

I just... We're family.
We are supposed to make wine together.

I just need some time
to make it all right. Please call me back.

Grace!
[chuckling]

- Oh, this place.

Always been magical.

- Well, you know we missed you.

- Thank you for calling
about my ring.

I couldn't remember
where I lost it.

- Yeah.
- Where is it?

- I have a little favour
to ask of you first. - The answer's no.

Making wine leaves a void
in my soul.

- But Grace, wine is your soul.

- Was. I don't have the energy
to fight the naysayers anymore.

- Okay, well, do you have the
energy to make one last farewell blend for my dad?

For me, for House of Kings?

- I hope you weren't lying
about finding my ring.

- Okay, I don't have it, but...

I did find this duplicate.

- That's fool's gold,
and so is this endeavour. No, thank you.

- Listen. Listen, Grace.
We're in trouble.

I stand to lose everything
my father ever worked for.

The only way to save this place
is to make a dessert wine unlike anything else on the planet,

win some awards and make it hard
to keep on the shelves.

And I only have six months.

- I'm sorry,
but I can't help you.

- Okay. Is this what one bad
Wine Spectator review can do

to one of the best winemakers
in the past decade?

Remember that brilliant blend
you made for the Obamas?

Yeah, they just ordered another
case for Michelle's birthday.

- Queen Michelle?
- Yes, girl!

It is time to boss up
like the wine queen you are.

The setback is nothing
like the comeback. Trust.

Can't you smell the grapes?

- Don't.
- Taste them on your tongue? - Don't do this.

- You old workspace is saged
and filled with crystals.

I even ordered those African
violets you like,

and we can go back to having
our lunchtime dance parties.

Come on! What do you say?

[theme music]

These are the Grenache grapes
we'll be using.

Consider them yours.

We cannot tell you how special
it is to have you back here with us again.

- Absolutely. This project is my
sister's brainchild, her baby.

And as her brother and ally,
I'll do whatever she needs.

- Well, in order
for these grapes to be ready for production in four months,

there must be a second phase of
leaf stripping on the clusters.

- Okay.
- I texted you a list of the items that I'll need.

[phone beeping]

- You must be out your goddamn--
- Anything you need, Grace.

- We can't afford a boujee wine
aficionado and an extortionist.

- We can't put a price tag
on protecting my vision for this place.

Both are important right now.

What's the ETA
on your PI friend?

- He'll be here later.
Until then, keep your wallet shut.

- Alright, Ma. I see you
in your bounce-back swag.

You look beautiful.

- Thank you.
- Mm.

Taking it to the head, huh?
Are you sure you're cool?

- Y-yes. Why wouldn't I be?
- I thought you'd be going "All About Eve,"

cutting Aunt Melanie outta
all the family photos by now. [laughing]

- No.
Because of that little pen-pal situation she and your dad had?

Never mind. Your father and I,
we were on a whole different level.

Besides,
I can't just fall to pieces.

This place is what it is
because I am who I am.

- True.
- It's my special touch.

- I hear that.
- Yes.

- And you know I'm about to be
the GOAT of vineyard managers, right?

- Listen to me. For a brother
who got off to a rocky start, just pace yourself.

- Don't listen to the haters.
- It's just you're my baby and I know how stressed you can get.

- If you can get over
what Auntie Melanie and Dad did, I can handle this.

Trust, the bipolar is real,
but I'm working on keepin' it together.

This is too important
to our family.

I need to be clear and present
so August and Dana don't gotta do all the work.

I'm gonna show people that
the King blood runs in me too.

- My incredible baby boy.

I love you and I'm in that ring
fighting with you.

Trust.
- Trust? [chuckling]

- Isn't that how you all say it?
Trust.

- You gotta put a little
more swag on it. Trust.

- Trust. Trust.
- Trust. There you go. - Trust.

- We've got a lot going on,
so we appreciate the help, Quincy.

- We need to find out
who's shaking down my father. - Extortion is my specialty,

along with breeding
Pembroke Welsh Corgis and reading anything by Hilton Als.

- Let's just make sure
whatever's discussed in this room stays in this room.

- We're gonna tell everyone
you're our new head of security.

- Keeping this on the low-low
is gonna cost an extra grand-grand.

[buzzing]
[sighing]

- Grace needs another five Gs
to blend a sample port. So?

- She's gonna suck us dry.
- Relax.

- Listen, we can't afford
to pay you an extra thousand

because we have other
extortionists on the list ahead of you.

- I'll tell you what.
Since you're my frat brother, I'll hook you up

with the red-and-white special,
but I want to be very clear on something.

- What's that, bro?
- People who extort usually kill.

Y'all better buck up, 'cause
things are about to get bloody.

[sniffing]
I can smell it.

[smooth R&B]

- Damn, girl, you gotta close
your eyes if you want to have some epiphanies.

- Ugh. My plate is full
of epiphanies right now.

I keep trying to patch
things up, but you know how Bridgette is.

- Oh, I know how you are:
blinded by the truth at times.

[scoffing]
- Way to have my back.

- If you wanted an echo chamber,
you called the wrong friend over, boo.

After all, you fired Bridgette.

- Hey there.
- Kelvin! - Hi.

I'm Maddi. Dr. Maddi Brewer.

Ahem. I'm a bit thirsty.
I'm gonna go and get some lemonade.

Girl, no wonder
you're hallucinating about high-school homecoming.

He is fine as hell. Now go.

- Okay, okay.

I wish I knew you were coming.
I would've had Marcie make you some lunch.

- Oh, it's all good, I just came
to talk about a few things.

- Everything okay?
- August, we negotiated and agreed on the terms

to accept a monthly payment
from your Aunt Melanie.

And then you switched it up
before the ink was dry.

You made me look
like a bad lawyer to my client.

- I didn't mean to put you
in an awkward position,

but it was that or have my mom
picked up on a 5150.

- She's really having
a hard time? - Yes.

And the last thing I would ever
wanna do is leave you hanging.

I'm sorry. I should've called.

Can I make it up to you
over drinks?

Martinis? Lots of olives?

- An olive branch.
- Without the branch.

- Ah, so a date?
- You asking me, or telling me?

- Both. But... we've gotta
promise each other something.

If we're gonna open this door
back up, we gotta be honest with each other.

- I can do that.

- So... how's Friday night?

- Mm.
- Hmm?

- Friday could work.

[chuckling]

Okay.

[birdsong]

- What the hell was going on
between you and my sister?

Tsk. Dammit.

Why can't I remember
the password? Why?

Christian! August!

Jesus.

[funky music]

- I hope you taste like vinegar.

- Trouble in King paradise?
- Ugh!

I haven't worked
at that hellhole in at least a month now.

Do you ever wonder what it was
like back then, Groesbeck,

when your grandfather took care
of the vines?

I bet the soil was richer
and the grapes were sweeter.

- By the taste of your wine,
you guys are doing okay.

Don't look. Here comes one
of the royals now.

- Bridgette!
It's so good to see you. - Oh...

- How've you been?
- Ugh. Trying to find my footing.

Finding out you have a sister,
brothers,

and losing your job
in the same day

just kind of throws you
off your balance.

- Honey, you and August
will be thick as thieves again in no time.

And you know Vanessa.
She's like a jigsaw puzzle.

Could break into pieces
or be framed at any time.

- Vanessa I get,
but August I can't believe.

She and I were gonna develop
a specialty wine together,

expand the vineyard to Italy.

I even have a rare hybrid grape
growing in the back

that I was gonna surprise her
with and name after us. No.

- I'm so sorry
you're going through this.

But how's the job search going?

- I've got an interview
at Sean & Shawn.

- Didn't the one who drinks
three bottles a day say

our Merlot tasted
like Two Buck Chuck?

- Maybe I should just cancel.

I'm not looking to make a bigger
wedge between me and August.

- No. You keep it.

August made a boss move
to save her own ass.

You both have keys
to each other's houses,

yet she didn't give a damn
about you.

Just do your thing,
but don't be a stranger.

[laughter]

- Hey. Do you wanna...
get together soon?

Drinks? My place?

- I'd love that.
Text me a time, I'll be there.

[Yvette]: Quincy, I'm so glad
you are heading up security.

And you're a quirky fellow too.

[laughter]

- This is a dope house.
[laughter]

- Yeah, but I like furniture
I can actually sit on.

- I hear you.
[laughter]

So what was the key to success
for your brother?

- Worked his ass off.
He had a vision.

I remember when I was working
at the Social Security office,

this woman came in
and her hair was jacked.

That's when I knew
God was sending me a sign.

I started my wig company.

I work harder than anyone
to make Black women feel beautiful.

- Well, you don't have to work
too hard to make yourself beautiful.

Want some chocolate?
- Oh.

- Ooh. What's this?

- That's a Yoruba king's crown,
worn for special ceremonies.

My brother and the collector
almost went to blows over it at an auction.

- Oh. He's a bit of a fighter.

Wouldn't doubt if he left
a few enemies in his wake.

- My brother was loved. Huh.

When necessary, he could be
an equal-opportunity asshole. [laughter]

Once, last year,

he had a major blow-up
with one of our distributors.

Reggie was intent on crippling
their company and putting them out of business.

- Hey, Quincy.
Keeping House of Kings safe as our new head of security?

Can I talk to you for a second?
Uh, alone.

- Oh.
- Thank you. Thanks.

So you find any skeletons
in my daddy's walk-in closet?

As a matter of fact, I have
a list of three strong suspects

who could've been
extorting your father.

- My dad didn't have
three enemies.

- We all have at least
three people who don't like us. - Uh...

- Your father was a CEO
and top surgeon. He probably had a stadium full.

First, there's Larry Samuels,

that guy behind
the Ponzi scheme.

Reginald pissed him off when
he threatened to expose him.

Then there's Otis,
the groundskeeper.

- Otis worshipped my dad.

- I wouldn't be so sure
about that. - And the third?

- Your mom mentioned
a malpractice suit?

- Yes. My dad had a patient;
they died of natural causes,

but the family did not see
the death that way.

So they sued, they lost.
And we got a couple hate letters.

Listen, whoever's behind this,
they're gonna strike again at the end of the month,

so I want some concrete leads
in the next few days.

- I'm not putting up with this!
- Good.

Pack up your crystals
and pedal on back to the grape juice factory where you belong.

- Dana! What's going on?
- Getting rid of a line item in my budget.

- Why has he hired
another winemaker? - He wouldn't do that.

- Then who is the dapper man
in the knock-off Saint Laurent

creeping around my workspace,
sniffing on my grapes?

- Dana?
- He's not in your space.

He's working in an extra room
in the production facility until you leave.

- Are you insane?
- She's costing us a fortune.

I had to stop the bleeding
because you wouldn't. I hired Preston,

an up-and-coming savant
who everyone in town is buzzing about,

and who comes in
at half her price.

- No, no, no.
Grace is a legend.

- A past-her-prime legend.
- Did he just call me old?

- Grace, just give me a minute.

- You get one minute!
On the second, I'm out of here!

- Dana, we can't lose Grace
and Bridgette. The company will fall apart.

We made a deal to work together
as a team.

And then, you go and hire
another winemaker behind my back?

What happened
to "I'm your ally"?

- This is business.
- You're undermining me. - I'm finding solutions.

Grace can't just keep texting us
asking for another $5,000.

- You fire that wannabe savant
or I will.

- Hold up. First let's find out
who's better.

What's wrong with a little
Top Chef in this bitch?

- Uh, in case you forgot,
I'm in charge of this rodeo. This is my wine.

- In case you forgot,
Dad didn't run this winery like a dictatorship.

The bylaws state that we put it
to a family vote if there's a creative conflict.

- That's in case of emergencies.
- What do you call this?

Have cuckoo over there whip up
her best sample.

We'll put it against Preston's,
have everyone taste and decide.

If Grace is still the badass
that she used to be,

you'll have nothing
to worry about.

- Open up,
Melanie Octavia Pierce!

What else was going on
with you and my husband?!

Open the goddamn door!

[chuckling]
Of course it's her birthdate.

Not a creative bone
in her body.

We never went to the beach.

You said you hated sand.
You liar!

[door opening]
[laughter]

Oh!

[indistinct chatter]
[laughter]

- ...look at you.
[laughter]

- Oh! Oh, no, she was mad.
- Oh.

- She thought we were gonna
spend so much more. - Oh, I spent a lot.

- We need to have a night out
so we can wear some of these beautiful clothes.

- I'm thinking me,
you and Bridgette could go out for drinks

and shake our asses
down at the club.

- I don't think so, girl.
Bridgette snapped on me like a twig yesterday.

- Honey, I'm afraid Vanessa's
going in the same direction.

And I don't want to be there
when it happens,

because baby, it'll be like
the devil was let loose.

- In a pair of Pradas?
[laughter]

- I wish Reggie was here.
He knew how to keep the family in check.

- But if he were here,
we wouldn't be dealing with this mess right now.

- I just wish
y'all never got together.

- Sometimes I think that too,
but then, we wouldn't have had Bridgette.

- I feel guilty
about back in the day every time I look at her,

'cause you two probably
made her at my house.

- Mm-hmm. And had fun doing it.

[laughter]
- Nasty.

- Ooh, you nasty,
you nasty girl. [laughter]

- This family will end up
in bankruptcy court

if we don't create
a cheaper dessert wine.

That's why I need your vote.

- Can we just talk about how
you layer in what's unique about your blend?

- I'm unique and special.

Besides, it's not about
how you market it;

just smile and tell them
your husband made it.

- Dana, don't you want it
to mean something?

- Just do what you always do
and be my rah-rah girl.

We're going to do this.
I can feel it. Ooh. Can't you?

- Of course.
[chuckling]

- Christian,
my favourite brother.

- Who's fine as hell
and could be the next James Bond or Superman,

but no one's checking
for him yet?

- Yeah.
- And yes, I got your message.

- You know I need you to have
my back on this dessert wine, though.

I need to beat Dana.

- My wine is like
an affordable wig.

You can luxuriate in it without
spending all the extra money.

- I only fool
with expensive Indian hair.

I don't do
that cheap synthetic mess.

- Grace worked
on Jay-Z's Armand De Brignac.

She worked
on John Legend's Rosé.

[kissing sound]
Everything.

- I cannot deal with this
right now, August.

- But Mom, it's important
I get your vote.

- Yes, and it's important that
you give me some grand-babies.

- Your brother already chased me
down about his blend. - Okay, well, mine is better.

[sighing]
- The competitive nature in this family is not healthy.

- Aren't you the one who used
to trip my father in races

just so you could beat him
to the finish line?

[laughing]
- I whooped that ass every time! - You did!

- Why do I have to tell you
my vote now? - Because I need to win.

[laughing]
I've had big dreams for our vineyard for years.

And now's our chance
to do something great.

So what do you say?
Do I have your vote?

- I gotta go.
- Okay, but do I have your vote?

- I need to pray on it.
- Let the Holy Spirit lead you! [sighing]

- You and Dana
can't work this out by talking? Humans talk.

- Uh, not in this family.
And you know how ornery he is.

- This patio needs sweeping.
Why is there pebbles on the ground?!

- Mom? Mom!
What do you think?

- I cannot have tourists
coming in seeing wilted lilies and dried-up orchids.

Let me know when you want
to discuss my grand-babies. Got some names picked out.

- Can I count on your vote?
- You know, I gots to pray on it.

- Look into my eyes.
What do you see?

- A manipulator.
- What?

- People don't change.
They become more of what they are.

We need you and your brother
to work as one.

You guys used to be inseparable.

You used to tag-team
your parents and convince them

to let you take the company jet
to Jamaica. What happened?

- We got older
and the stakes got higher.

- All the more reason
for you guys to work together.

You're on opposite sides.
What are y'all gonna do if there's a tie?

- That's a...
that's a good question.

Hey, Paul?

- Oh, hey, Paul.
- How do we resolve a tie with the dessert-wine vote?

- Well, after your father died,
his vote automatically passed to Brigitte.

If there's a split,
you need to talk to her. She's the deciding factor.

- She'll side with me
because you fired her! - That's not how it went down!

[knocking]

[knocking]
[sighing] - She's coming. Just relax.

- I'm relaxed.
- I didn't fire her. I didn't fire her.

- Hi! I left, like,
five messages.

- Why are you both here?
- She followed me to your place.

Bridgette, sister,
formerly known as cousin,

our dad gave you a vote
in a family matter

and we're having
a little dispute that we need your help to solve.

- Oh, y'all are swingin'
from the cheap seats today. First, you fire me,

and now y'all need my vote?
- I know it's a lot, but this dessert wine

is how we're gonna pay off
the extortionist and right this ship,

and Dana wants me to fire Grace.

- Wait. Grace is back?

- I want to bring in a young cat
with fresh ideas who won't break our pockets.

- Y'all won't give me
my job back, but you need my opinion on who you should hire?

- It's nuanced, I know,
but go with me. - It's not nuanced, it's insane!

- Listen, if we ever want
to get this out, we just need to settle the flavours ASAP.

- I'm gonna vote for whatever
is best for me. Now get out.

Out!
- Okay.

- Hey, girl. Where is everyone?

- They're getting their wines
together for this vote, but...

let's get started.
[Yvette chuckling]

- Child, I wish I had time for
those young-folks shenanigans.

I've been too busy
getting my hustle on. - Hmm.

Oh, is that so?

- Yes. I've been meeting
with distributors all day.

Got a few next week.

I'm about to take our sales
game to the next level.

- And how about selling
your soul?

- Uh...

I better get going.
I got back-to-backs.

I'm a very busy--
- No, wait. Stay. Sit.

Let's talk about your
sister-girl sell-out soul.

It's actually
a very layered topic.

- My soul is good, really.

- Yes, I know your soul, Yvette.

[laughing]: You know, at first,

I was gonna cause a scene
and yell and embarrass you,

but I am going high.

Isn't that
what our First Lady said?

When they go low,
we go high.

- Oh... this wasn't really
a family dinner.

[loud footsteps]
- Do you hear that?

- Sounds like people
going up and down the stairs.

- They are called movers.
- Who's going where?

- They're moving your stuff
outta your room.

- Why the hell
are they touching my stuff?

- Because you're leaving.
- Me?! Why?!

- See, this is what happens
to little wenches

who knew my husband
was sleeping with my sister and never said a word.

See, that kind
of clandestine behaviour

is saved for Victorian novels
and corsets.

But today, in the 21st century,

we handle things
with badass vigour, tenacity and vengeance.

It's not enough for me
to block you on Instagram.

I must thoroughly let you know

that I'm gonna drag you
to hell and back!

- Vanessa, I don't know
what you're talking about.

- I was in Melanie's closet!

I heard everything.
- It's not my fault

everyone tells me everything!
- Get out!

- You know I always keep my
mouth shut about the big stuff.

I never told anyone
about the surgery,

or when you got scammed

on that waterfront property
in Kingston.

And I never told anyone
about how you wanted to abort Dana.

- What?
- Honey.

- What is she talking about?

- Dana, your Aunt Yvette
is lying, honey.

- You wanted to abort me?

- Dana, I can explain
everything. Dana, honey...

Do you see what you did?

Get out of my house!

- What about my job?

- Oh, you will still be
head of sales,

but I will be damned
if I will ever let you lay your satin bonnet

on my Egyptian
cotton sheets again!

Dana?

- Hey, put those back.

Oh, come on, not my wigs.
Not my wigs!

Those are my favourite Uggs!

Jesus Christ!

- You are so good.
Who's your favourite artist?

- Mickalene Thomas.
I love her paintings and her use of material.

- The rhinestones.
- You know her work?

- What?

Oh, you think I'm living under
that 15,000-square-foot roof

and not paying attention
to the world?

[laughing]

- Did you always want to do PR?
Was it your dream?

- Oh, no.
[laughing]

Far from it.
I wanted to write.

- Really?
- Mm.

- I never knew that.

- Yeah, when Dana and I met,

I was working on a novel.
Part novel, part memoir, about my childhood,

growing up as a Black
bisexual woman in the West End.

- That sounds amazing.

Do you like writing
or PR better?

- I love PR.

Yeah, travelling the world,
meeting with people...

It's just not...

- Your voice?

- Yeah. Kind of lost that.

- That's the only thing
you have.

When I first started painting,

I did this piece
with Black girls against baroque backgrounds.

And everyone said
it looked like Kehinde Wiley.

But then I thought:
Okay, who am I?

What do I want to be?
What am I trying to say?

- What did you do?

- I... went to the vineyard,
smoked a blunt,

walked around the vines.

Then realized I had
something special to say,

with my work
there at House of Kings and here on the canvas.

Your voice is
all you've got, Rose.

♪ I fake a smile

[smooth R&B music]

- Dinner was yummy.

- It would've been better if you
didn't eat all my branzino.

- Mm.
[Kelvin laughing]

You offered it to me.

- I'm pretty sure you took it.
[laughter]

You've been doing that
since our first date.

- You remember that?

- I remember a lot.

- Hmm.

What's my pet peeve?

- Hmm.

[laughing]
Long toenails.

[laughing]

- Okay. What is...
my favourite book?

- Zadie Smith's On Beauty.
- Mm-hmm.

- You have two signed copies.
The American print one

and the one you got in London.

[laughing]
- Okay. Okay.

- Mm. Mm.
- Very good. I'm impressed.

- Look, I would, uh...

ask you for a nightcap...

- Mm-hmm.

- But you got a big vote
tomorrow.

- Yes, game day.

Gotta get my spiel ready.
- Yeah.

- Listen, it's, um...
getting late, but...

can we do this again?

- Of course.

- Good.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

- August, are you wasting time

with that boyfriend of yours
who won't even kiss you?

Or are you being a good girl
and gathering up my money?

- You're here?
Show your face, you coward.

- Not before I get my money
next month.

You'd better show up.

- Quincy, listen,
I got another call last night.

It freaked me out,
'cause whoever it was, they were there.

Where are we with the suspects?

You're at the Ponzi scheme
guy's house? Okay.

Well, find some evidence
and figure out

if he's the extortionist.
We need to wrap this up.

Oh...

Oh, my God.

Hey, Otis.
I was just talking about you.

- Your mom wanted a box
of the new Cab in the house.

- Great. Thank you.
- How you holding up?

- I'm juggling. You know my dad
was a perfectionist,

so gotta represent.

- We're gonna make
all our dates.

I'm riding everyone,
including Christian.

- Dope. I'm glad to see
the staff is on it.

- Your dad took pride
in every bottle.

That's why I need to tend
to all the steps in the process.

Otherwise, that man'll
come back and haunt us.

[August laughing]

- Yes, you can say that again.

Hey, listen, uh...

Did you happen to notice

if my dad was... stressed
about anything?

- He got stressed
when he couldn't get the right Cubans at Vendetta,

or book a tee-time
at Kennedy Park.

But apart from that,
he was pretty chill.

I loved him like a brother.

He would come out
and work the harvest with me every other night.

- Mm. He wasn't above
getting his hands dirty.

You let me know
if you need anything, okay?

- Yeah.

- Hey, Quincy,
yeah, it's me again.

Listen. It isn't Otis.

No. So get on it. Got another
payment due in two weeks.

[birdsong]

- I can't believe
she was in the closet!

- Girl, I ain't lying.
That woman has no chill.

She's a piece of work.
A complicated enigma.

- Maybe I should call her.

- No, you need to lay low,
sister girl.

Your presence has torpedoed
everything.

- What is this?

- A temporary
inconvenience, baby.

- Come on, you guys,
this is where I work.

- We're gonna fix it, honey.
I promise.

- Yeah, don't worry.
I'll be gone in no time.

I'm actually going
to the vote tonight.

I can't take this subsidized
housing sitting down.

Reggie would want me there.

I'm part of his legacy.
You've got to come too.

- I've got an interview.
- But you're gonna vote, right?

Your daddy wanted that.
- My daddy?

Are you serious with that mess?

- He's been locked in there
all night!

All he's been saying
is that you wanted to abort him. Is that true?

- Psst. Dana.

Dana, let me explain.

If you want me to cancel
this vote thing tonight, I'll speak to August.

- I'm not cancelling jack.
The tasting will go on.

- So tell me, how do you like
to approach your work with the vines?

- First, I like to know
what I'm working with,

like the amount
of pruning required,

soil-sampling frequency,
allocating water to the vines,

and when to anticipate
a harvest,

along with amount
that should be harvested.

- I see.

- And what are your thoughts
on handpicking

versus machine harvesting?

- I'm old-school with it.
I prefer handpicking,

where each grape is
attended to specifically.

Honestly, it makes
for a great wine.

- Now, I have to ask.
No tea, no shade.

Why did you leave
the House of Kings?

You were their best
vineyard manager.

- And essential in creating
nine new wines, missy.

- Uh-huh.

- It's time to forge
my own path.

- I love that.

What you envision
is what you create,

so it might as well be
something good.

- And we like to do things a
little differently around here.

We're much more green
than the Kings.

Our grapes are organic.

- Well, in case
you haven't noticed, I'm all in on organic.

From my crown to my shoes.

- Then you're the perfect person

to help us improve
our organic fruit.

- Alright, let's get this
dessert-wine tasting started.

- Let's. I'm ready.

- I just want to say sorry
about yesterday.

I stepped over the line
with the Dana stuff,

and I should've told you
about Melanie.

[chuckling]

I clearly wasn't playing
the long game.

But on the real,
I miss my bed, my butler

and your organic peach scrub.
Please.

- Fall back or I will take
that cheese knife

and filet you like a fish.

- Oh!
- Okay-kay.

Let's get it started.

Now, our wine is flavourful,

with a myriad of idiosyncrasies.

Grace's brilliant blend will put
us in Le George, Le Cinq,

and L'Orangerie
at the Four Seasons in Paris.

All the top Michelin restaurants
where we belong.

- Four Seasons George V?
- Mm-hmm.

- Shoot, I might have to have
a new fit made for this.

[August laughing]
- You can get two new fits made

if you vote for me,
'cause the glow-up is real.

Now, Grace,
will you tell us more about your fabulous blend?

- My wine is decadent,

and it measures up
to the finest Portuguese Ports currently on the market.

The flavours are distinct
and succulent,

with a mix of raspberry,
blackberry and a hint of ginger.

- Ooh! August, you came with it!
This is hitting just right.

I'm gonna need a bottle of this
on my nightstand. Stat.

- I got you, Auntie.
- Now that amateur hour has ended,

it's time for the pros to take
what's rightfully ours.

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.

- I came to play. And win.
- Mm.

- My dearly departed
father and I

shared something in common.

We both believed that quality
doesn't have to be expensive,

that the greatest
pleasures on earth don't have to cost a fortune.

This dessert wine
should be no different.

Everyone should be able
to enjoy it.

I've created something
that isn't bougie or overpriced.

- Ooh, the shade of it all.

- My dessert wine
is lower-priced, but it tastes better.

And unlike my sister's wine,

the consumer can relish
in ordering two glasses at the fancy restaurants.

Enjoy.

[crickets chirping]

- We're ready
for the big moment.

It's time for everybody
to cast their vote.

- So exciting.
I feel like I'm on Big Brother.

- Yeah, except you're the one
who's already booted out of the house.

- So we know who August and Dana
are voting for.

So Christian, you're up first.

[sighing]
- Sorry, D,

but I gotta go with August's.
Hers was straight fire,

and the coin landed on heads.

- Yvette, your turn.

- Uh, Dana...

I want to apologize
for hurting your feelings yesterday with my slippage,

which was totally uncalled for,

but August brought
that smoke tonight

and my vote goes to her.

Plus, real talk,
I like smooth wine.

- After that stunt,
you still vote for her?

I see how you are, Yvette.

- I have to separate family
from business, baby.

- Vanessa, what do you say?

- Ahem.

Well, you all I know
I love both of my children.

- Both?
- All of my children.

But the taste and the flavours
in Dana's were impeccable.

So I'm going with
the brilliant genius of Dana,

the son that I've always
cherished and adored.

- Thought that was me.
- Yes, you too, baby. You too.

- And Bridgette, it's your turn.

And it looks like
you're the deciding vote.

- Come on, sis.
Like Stacey Abrams, you flip that shit.

- Since I've worked
on these vines for many years,

I know what it takes
to make a great wine.

And while I loved both of them,

only one really...
got me here.

This isn't about friendship,

or sisterhood or family,
for that matter.

I voted for Dana.

His was just... better,
point, blank and period.

- Ah, yes! I won!
I got four votes,

and my dessert wine
will lead us to the finish line!

[applause]
- Good job, bro.

- Congratulations, Dana.
[sighing]

- Wait a second.
Have we counted Rose's vote?

- She always sides with Dana.

- Of course she does.
Right, baby?

- Your presentation
was incredible, Dana, really.

It relies on cheaper costs,
higher volume.

But as this company's publicist,

who's successfully had our wines
featured in high-end magazines,

this needs to be an extension
of our label,

something I can fully
get behind and promote.

And, I must say, Grace's blend
is... truly extraordinary.

It has the potential
to give this company

the exclusivity that
Reginald King always desired.

- Land your plane, Rose.

- My vote's going to August.

- Huh.
- Whew.

- Oh!

- Oh, snap, crackle and pop!

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Could you just confirm...

that you're voting against Dana?

- I'm voting my choice,
using my voice.

- Your choice, your voice?

This isn't a feminist
nursery rhyme.

You can't just pop this up
on me now

like you had a conference call
with Dorothy Pittman Hughes!

- I tried talking
to you yesterday

about making your blend unique,

but you're hard-headed, Dana.

You were being very myopic
and you weren't listening to me.

- First my mother tries
to abort me,

and now my wife is throwing me
under the bus?!

- Dana, that's not fair.

- August's wine will help
the company globally.

That's what we've got
to keep our eye on.

- It's one thing for half
my family to not support me.

I'm used to that.
But my own wife?

I'm the reason you're a King!

In fact, I'm the only reason
you're a King!

You were spraying CK One
at the mall when we met.

I only bought a bottle
because I felt bad for you!

- Dana, stop. I understand
you're going through a lot, but this is too much.

- No, no, no!
She needs to hear this.

This not how our family
does things!

We're about loyalty!

- Stand your ground.
- And legacy.

[rhythmic music]

♪ You see something you like

♪ Well you better... ♪

- Dad made me president
of this company

because he understood how deep
my love for our wines goes.

And with Grace's
brilliant flavours,

we will finally be able
to take our vineyard to places we've always dreamed of.

So today is a great day, fam!

Because House of Kings
is going to new heights!

[applause]
[August laughing]

- Have you found out
who's extorting my family yet?

- I'm drilling down
on some folks.

The ex-patient's family
and your groundskeeper

are at the top of my list,
despite what your sister says.

- Speaking of my sis,

I need you to dig up every
last bit of dirt on her you can.

I've had enough of her.
I'm bringing August down,

by any means necessary.

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