All language subtitles for Queen Sugar s01e08 Where With All.eng

Violet: Come on, pick
up, pick up, pick up.

Nova, you should be driving
to St. Jo's right now.

You know how these storms
shift every which way.

So, whatever you're doing,
stop and get your behind here.

Okay?

All right.

Newscaster over TV:
The National Hurricane Center

has issued a tropical storm warning

for southern Louisiana
and coastal Mississippi.

And a direct strike of Tropical
Storm Peter is expected.

Well, this sucks.

Last week's interview sealed the deal.

Today was just a meet and greet.

Relax, honey.

Y'all ain't still planning
to go to that school?

Doubt it. Not in this weather.

When are we going
to reschedule the tour then?

A tour of what?
That place ain't college.

Gardini Prep is NOLA's
top private school, Aunt Vi.

Did y'all think about going
to St. Jo's high school?

Newscaster: Now, as you know,
our last big storm on record...

(scoffs)

Well, schools don't turn
their nose up at St. Jo's.

LSU, Ole Miss...

Texas Tech.

And the list goes on.

I think Micah's looking
more to, you know,

Harvard, Stanford, MIT.

The other Ivies.

Yeah.

They're closed due to inclement weather.

Well, good. Micah, you can go
take them fancy clothes off

and grab all the blankets,

coats and towels out that closet.

Is it going to get that bad?

Well, we're going to
treat it like a snow day.

Make some fun out of it.

I got to go.

- Wait, you're leaving?
- Where are you going?

I got to go check on the farm.

You tell Ralph Angel I said
to bring that boy over here.

Everybody knows this is
the family safe house.

Hollywood's there.

What do I tell him?

I said family. He's grown.

He can take care of himself.

And whoever else he's got
over there taking care of.

Newscaster over TV: Take this seriously.

This is a major event.
This is Tropical Storm Peter...

(music plays)

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Newscaster over radio:
The heavy rain expected

from Tropical Storm Peter
may potentially

put mild pressure on the levees
here in New Orleans.

Though the rain has yet
to begin to fall,

- expect some light sprinkles...
- Miss Blanche,

don't your niece need a ride?

Holy Cross will be on the evac list

if they have to put one out.

Her boss don't care
if a hurricane coming

or the end of the world.

They already said they're going
to fire that girl

if she don't come in in the morning.

Newscaster: There
is a concern at this hour

that Tropical Storm Peter
could shift course,

possibly making landfall tonight,

posing the most acute threat
from a tropical system

since Hurricane Sandy.

All indications have Peter
reaching New Orleans...

The Ninth is not ready
for another hurricane.

It's barely ready for a sunny day.

(cell phone rings)

Aunt Vi?

I'll call her back.

Your niece will be okay, Miss Blanche.

The Lord willing
and the creek don't rise.

Newscaster: ...as to the length
and duration of Peter.

We're hoping it stops during the night,

but very possible that it continues on

for a day or two after.

(radio static crackles)

How the hell we supposed
to ride out a hurricane here?

You ain't got nothing.

Ain't no hurricane yet.

But we got food.

What, stale-ass cereal
and three-day-old milk?

Flashlights. Batteries.

Look, I got what Pop had, all right?

That means you ain't got nothing.

Hell, I see why you was
always at Vi's house.

- Hey.
- Hey!

(Charley gasps)

Ralph Angel: Hey, what's up, sis?

Look who it is!

Mwah!

- Hi, baby.
- Got to go.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Prosper still out there?
- No, he headed home.

Remy out there, though.

What about the workers?
Are they still here?

Yeah, but they need to get paid
before they leave.

- You bring cash?
- Yeah.

Is the rest of the cane in?

Ralph Angel: Only 10 acres left to go.

Good. They need to finish,
because if it floods...

Oh, it's going to flood.

The only question is, how much?

Wood, Ralph Angel,

can we pay these guys
so they can take off?

Yeah.

- Hey.
- Hey.

(thunder rumbles)

Charley: So they're done planting?

No. Prosper said to let them leave.

No, we need to finish this now.
That's the point of all of this.

(speaks Spanish)

(speaking Spanish)

(workers murmuring)

Charley, pay them and let them leave.

Yeah, their bus pickup
way over near Jones' farm.

That's 40 minutes from here.

No, but the weather report says
that it's just a tropical storm.

The weather changes quick here.
They stay an hour away.

You want to risk them missing
the bus and being stuck here?

They can finish the planting
and still make the bus.

(speaks Spanish)

Uh, after... (speaks Spanish)

Okay?

Gracias.

Charley: Gracias.

Gracias.

Man: Vamos.

(all speaking Spanish)

(sighs)

(thunder rumbles)

Newscaster over radio:
Doppler radar is indicating

that Hurricane Peter
is coming up with more force

- with the coastal winds...
- A hurricane?

- Damn.
- Only a matter of time

that we were officially
given the upgrade

to a category 1 hurricane,

with winds now reaching
around 70 miles per hour.

Experts expect this...

You want to stay at my place?

It's a little soon for that, ain't it?

I meant for safety, Nova.

Sorry about that. I'm just not a...

"two dates and a U-Haul" kind of girl.

(cell phone rings)

Calvin.

Don't pick up.

(silences ringer)

You're our last stop, Miss Blanche.

You a blessing, baby.

That's all you got for me
in that bag of yours?

Newscaster: ...80% of New Orleans
was submerged at one point,

The water reached
six to 12 miles inland...

Now this here, this is what
I'm talking about.

This will get me through any storm.

- Okay! Yes, indeed.
- (Miss Blanche laughs)

Nova: You be safe now.

Watch your step.

There we go.

(door slides closed)

Newscaster: ...very
unlikely that Peter will be

even remotely as destructive
as some of his predecessors,

the danger is real...

(phone line rings)

Violet over phone:
You scared me half to death.

Are you on the 10 headed this way?

No, not yet. I'll be leaving soon.

Why haven't you left yet?

I had to help out a few folks
in the Ninth. You know how it is.

I know how it was last time.

Stop worrying, Aunt Vi.

Well, I'm going to worry,

because you gave me cause to.

You hacking your way out that roof,
up there nearly a day.

We could have lost you.

But y'all didn't.

I have a responsibility to my neighbors,

especially when
they can't help themselves.

Yeah, well, that's all and good,
but now this a hurricane,

so you get yourself on the 10
before Pontchartrain flood.

Please. And call me when you do.

Okay, Aunt Vi. I will.

Newscaster over TV: Wind gusts
up to 95 miles an hour,

which is gonna be pretty intense...

(sighs)

Don't be scratching up my truck.

Ain't nobody scratching nothing up.

What I look like?

What you doing here, Darla?

I wanted to give Blue his birthday gift.

A hurricane coming, and here
you go being you, huh?

You're too late. You can't
even get his birthday right.

I didn't have the money last month.

- Can I give it to him?
- No.

You can't just come in and see
him whenever you want.

That ain't how this work.

Look, go home, Darla.

You ain't got no business being
out in this weather no way.

All right?

They evacuated my trailer park.

I just stopped by
on the way to the shelter.

(sighs)

You ain't got no new friends
at that city hall job of yours?

Blue: Mommy!

(Darla gasps)

Hi! You got so big!

Mommy!

Darla: Oh, my goodness, look at you!

Is that for me?

Who else would it be for?

- Checkers?
- Mm-hmm.

Blue: Can we play?

- Just for a little bit, buddy.
- Blue: Okay.

(door opens)

Don't push it.

(gasps)

How about we play Go Fish first?

Blue: Ooh, that sounds good.

Ain't no time for games now, all right?

All the roads around St. Jo's
done closed up.

Hurricane done shifted.

Upgraded to a category 2.

All right, let's pack up these trucks.

I'm worried about him.

Violet, too.

If two people want to get together,

can't nothing hold that back.

Not even themselves.

You don't need to waste time
over here helping us out

when you got a house
of your own to take care of.

Lady, I felt this storm
coming a week ago.

My place is ready for whatever may come,

hell or high water.

You a psychic?

Just a man with a bum knee.

(both laugh)

Uh-uh-uh.

About to get splinters
all in your hands.

Let it go. Here.

Just put it there.

Aunt Vi's the only place
to hole up, Darla.

Ralph Angel: Ain't no backup.

Come on. Come on, boy.

The storm might not be that bad.

Hop in the truck, Blue.

Violet probably won't
have the room for all of us.

What you gonna do, Darla?

We ain't got all day.

Come on.

I'll put all of them back there.

- I got yours.
- Thank you.

You got it.

Y'all finish up that last window.

I'm going to meet y'all at Vi's.

Yeah.

(starts engine)

See y'all later.

- Hey, be careful.
- Hollywood: You too, now.

I'm going to bring them in,
release them,

and then I'll bring in
the combine from the fields.

(car engine starts)

But they haven't finished it yet.

You want them to get stuck out there?

I'll do it.

(newscaster speaking over TV)

Okay, baby, put that water
in the refrigerator

and crank it on high
so that the food won't spoil

if the electricity goes out.

And then go out into the shed

and round up batteries and lanterns.

They should be over the dryer.

(thunder rumbles)

Are you okay?

I will be as soon as
Nova answers her phone.

She's dodging calls like
I'm a damn bill collector.

Nova, an hour done passed and gone,

and you're still not here.

Get here before this storm
blows you away!

(phone beeps off)

(drill whirring)

What do you think you're doing?

Saving you from getting
some new windows.

This thing up here
all crooked and whatnot.

You should be concerned
with boarding up windows

where you live.

That ain't here.

(drill whirs)

All right.

Violet: Is that my Blue?

Blue: Yup!

Darla: How are you doing, Miss Violet?

Mom surprised me, Aunt Vi.

You and me both, baby.

Mwah!

- You want to show me your room?
- Yeah!

Come on, come on!

Tell me, what the hell
is that girl doing here?

She just showed up. I ain't ask her.

But Blue got all happy
about her being here.

What you want me to do?

Bad enough that Hollywood done
made his way into my house,

but Darla?

Oh, unh-uh. She got to go.

What, you want me to kick her out?

Damn right, that's exactly
what I want you to do.

In front of Blue?

You ain't even thinking how this
is going to mess with his head.

That girl being here is already
messing with his head.

She treat being a mama
like a damn revolving door.

So you right. I ain't got no problem

with revolving her ass
right on out of here.

Holy...

(rain patters, thunder rumbles)

(both sigh)

(laughs)

Hollywood: I'm going to head
out and go to the store.

- Charley: Be careful.
- Mm-hmm, y'all, too.

Whoo!

I'm going to...

Newscaster over TV:
Watching this storm as it

gains in strength and intensity
out there over the gulf.

These warm gulf waters making
this an extremely unstable...

I hope you know you're
not leaving this house.

You kidnapping me?

If it keeps you from getting
into a wreck, then yes.

(laughs)

I'm not the hardheaded one.

That's your M.O.

I'm certain.

- Ah.
- Not hardheaded.

There's a big difference.

- Oh, is there? Okay.
- There is, actually.

Hurricane Peter has been upgraded

to a category 3 hurricane, folks.

Yup, looks like
you're staying here tonight.

Mm-hmm. And it's not even
up for discussion, Remy,

so don't try it.

Final word.

- (dialing)
- You all right, Aunt Vi?

Nova won't answer her phone,

and she was supposed to
be here two hours ago.

(door closes)

Hey.

How y'all doing?

You can't pick up a phone?

Making Aunt Vi worry like that.

You ain't worried about me.
So just don't get in it at all.

Violet: Oh, I'm going to get in it.

You drove my blood pressure up
waiting on you.

I'm sorry.

(sighs)

Newscaster over TV: You can expect winds
in excess of 110 miles per hour...

Remy: Wet enough for you?

Let's just say a sister's
happy to have locks.

You know water's the black
woman's kryptonite.

What's the weather like in NOLA?

The Ninth already got four inches,

but my place is ready for it.

If you left the Ninth
and moved to the Quarter...

I rebuilt in the Ninth before,
and I'll do it again if need be.

Everybody doesn't run
from home and family

just because shit gets tough.

(newscaster continuing over TV)

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, Nova. How've you been?

Hey!

(laughs)

Whoo! (chuckles)

Nova: I don't know why
you try to fight it.

You swear your butt half mermaid.

Come on now, Hollywood. Only a fifth?

We going to be in here
all night, child. Ah.

- (laughs)
- Got something for you, though.

- Nova: Oh!
- (Hollywood grunts)

So, you intend on getting
that ass whupped tonight?

What? You don't even know
how to sit at no spades table.

My partner take all your books,
you going to act like

you don't even know
how to play the game, girl.

- Nova: Okay.
- Ain't that right, partner?

(laughs) It's like that?

Yeah, we going to see tonight.

Be right back.

How'd you like Gardini Prep?

Oh, it got canceled.

Nova: Everything shuts down around here.

Mardi Gras, Super Bowl, rain.
Don't matter.

How'd you know we were going to visit?

I texted her.

I think you're going to like it there.

That campus is nice. Plush.

I just hope the students are hella cool.

I just hope the academics
are hella cool.

Nova: Well, when you get in,

which I'm absolutely sure you
will, because you're brilliant,

you can stay with me
during the week if you want.

Wait, for real?

Nova: Ain't nobody got time
to be driving back and forth

from St. Jo every day.

And you know we'd have some fun.

- (both laugh)
- You have your own life, Nova.

You don't need to be inconvenienced.

How's my nephew an inconvenience?

Taking care of a teenager
is a lot of responsibility.

I don't need taking care of.

It's a new city for him...

A city I can show him around.

Micah doesn't need to be
walking around New Orleans...

The spades table is ready.

Now, who want to get their ass spanked?

Hollywood: Oh, hell, no.

- No, no, no, no.
- Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh.

- What?
- Uh-uh, you are not using

your cheating ways
to bring the spades your way.

I heal, not steal.

Yeah, well, your behind's
going to need a healing

when I steal your books.

Charley, you are Nova's partner.

No, no. Rah's my partner.

Why my partner getting stole?

You cheat.

Y'all be using signals, underbidding,

- talking across the board.
- I bid my books, bro. Come on.

Get up, man.

Come on. Rise and fly, my love.

Rise and fly.

Man.

Man, I'll play. Just teach me.

(all chatter)

This is what you can do right here.

Baby!

We love you, but you got to go.

Chuck E. Cheese
is that way, young fella.

Keep the score. Remy, keep him honest.

There's grown folks at this table.

Whoo-whee!

That's what I'm talking about

Hollywood: Big joker's the big joker.

Little joker's guarantee.
First hand bid...

House rules. I'm just trying to say.

We don't need to announce
the house rules.

"'That dog is crazy, ' Emily said.

'Crazy happy, ' I answered.
'Just like me.'"

The end.

Read another story, please.

I'm all out of books, baby.

Ask Pop for another one.

I can tell you one
I heard a long time ago.

- Want to hear it?
- Yup.

Okay, so there were two best friends

who used to play together.

A girl named Olivia
and a boy named Oscar.

Olivia never had toys,

but Oscar would always
make sure that both of them

had something to play with.

Why didn't Olivia have toys?

Olivia's parents didn't
have a lot of money.

Like me and Pop?

No. You got a great daddy.

Olivia didn't have one like yours.

Her pop wasn't around
to give her gifts like that.

So, one day, Oscar and Olivia
were playing in the woods,

and came across this beautiful toy.

It would giggle, play, tell jokes.

They'd never seen
anything like it before,

because it was a special toy,
magically made just for them.

Oscar and Olivia
both fell in love with it.

At first sight.

They played together
with the toy every day.

But then Oscar had to go
on a long vacation,

leaving Olivia all alone.

She'd write to Oscar every day,
telling him all about

her adventures with their favorite toy,

but she didn't know when he'd return.

She so was sad.

One day, Olivia made other friends.

But they weren't nice friends.

Were they mean to her?

Yeah, but Olivia
was really mean to herself,

and she didn't take care of her
and Oscar's magical toy...

which made Oscar very angry.

And when he finally
came back from vacation,

he had to take the magical toy
away from Olivia,

because he could give the toy
all the love Olivia wasn't.

See, he loved and missed the toy too.

So, Oscar thought the toy was his,

and Olivia thought the toy was hers.

But they forgot that
they were best friends.

They thought that they were
on different teams,

when they really were always
on the same side.

Did Oscar and Olivia
ever share the toy again?

Yeah.

It took a while, but they did.

(giggles)

(rain pattering)

(Hollywood grumbling)

Nova: Uh-uh, uh-uh.

You reneging, Hollywood.

The hell you say?

You drop a club when spades hit.

You think I reneged, point the book out.

Why don't you use your
little stone to find it.

You a liar, and the truth ain't in you.

(all laugh)

You can't say it like Daddy,
Nova, so don't even try.

Sorry, Daddy.

That cigar hanging out
the side his mouth...

You're dropping ashes everywhere.
About to burn the house down.

Violet: That's when you
knew you were in trouble.

Then he'd slap that card on his forehead

just waiting to set you.

He would slam that card
down on the table and holler...

All: Bam!

Wasn't no winning after that.

(all laugh)

Oh, that man could play, I tell you.

Micah, what's the score?

Uh, 762...

- ...to 690.
- We was only going to 500.

We could have done won.

How are you gonna play me
and your mama like that?

Charley: Remy, you were
supposed to be watching him.

Listen, listen, listen, when
you come and stay with me,

I'm going to teach you.

I'll tell you all
the little secrets, too.

Micah hasn't been accepted yet, so...

He's a shoe-in. Just watch.

Yeah, he might be.

What? You don't think I can get in?

No, baby, your application
is impeccable.

They would be stupid not to have you.

They'd be downright dumb!

(all laugh)

You know, it's just that
Nova's not up to keeping Micah

five days a week anyway.

I know what I can handle, Charley.

Micah's no problem.

Well, he's not ready
to stay with you yet.

And why is that?

(sighs)

Your lifestyle, it's...

It's not ideal for someone like Micah.

Lifestyle? What
is that even supposed to mean?

Nothing. Want to play my hand?

Nova: You know what?

You ain't said nothing but bullshit

up until now.

So, what do you mean?

Violet: Y'all are going to wake up Blue.

If there's something I want to say,
Nova, I'm going to say it.

No, let her talk, Aunt Vi.

Charley's been having sugar
poured on top of shit

all her life.

My life?

My life is anything but sugarcoated.

I lost my husband.

I lost my life. Micah lost his life.

Micah could build a new life if you
weren't so damn overprotective.

And if you think my lifestyle
of sleeping with a woman

is going to corrupt Micah,
you just hateful.

I couldn't care less about you
sleeping with a woman.

Well, if that ain't it,

then what lifestyle you talking about?

You're not a mother. You grow weed.

And you smoked that weed
with me. Now what?

(sighs)

I'm waiting.

If it's for an apology, you're
going to be waiting a long time.

I don't want a damn apology!

I want you to be a grown woman
and come the hell out with it!

You live in the Lower Ninth!

I'm not going to put my son
in a position to be killed,

shot, or in need of a $10,000 bailout.

Oh, here we go.

No, no. You wanted me
to go there, so I'm there.

Your ego is so big
you can't even apologize

without making excuses.

You were wrong! You took the money!

But no, no, no, you can't say it.

Nova: Why say sorry
for something that I did

- that was right?
- Charley: Oh, my God!

It was for a greater good.

What about my damn greater good?

You know what? You...

You a bougie bitch.

You know that, right?

I may be bougie,

but at least I'm not having
an affair with a married man.

I actually value marriage,

even if no one else in my life does.

And I'm not gonna have my son
be stuck again in a house

where people who claim
to love one another

disrespect each other
and break their promises.

You want to live foul? Okay, you do you.

But you leave my son the hell out of it!

- (thunder crashes)
- Pop!

It's okay, Blue.

I got this. You can leave.

No, Mommy, stay.

It's all right, buddy.

Let's count the seconds
until the thunder, okay?

That's how we know
how close the storm is.

Pop, will you get in the bed?

I don't know if I could fit, buddy.

But I'll tell you what.

Scoot over and I'll try.

Okay.

All right.

You messing around
with somebody else's husband?

And you're doing this

with all that your
baby sister's been through?

We're not together anymore,

so...

this ain't the same.

It ain't the same as...

looking at your own mother,

and everything she went
through with Ernest...

and Charley's mama?

Or don't you remember any of that?

I haven't forgotten anything.

(sighs)

Yeah, I miss him, too.

If Ernest knew the mess

you pulled with your wife,

he would've run you out of town
like he did Jimmy Dale.

Vi, I know you mad at me.

But how do you fix your lips
to compare me to Jimmy Dale?

That man wasn't no man. He was a coward.

I would never put my hands on you.

How could you say something like that?

No, you never hit me.

But you sure knocked the hell out of me.

Every word you said was a lie.

I ain't never lied
when I said I loved you.

And it wasn't no lie when I said

you was the only one for me.

You know that.

You sure about that?

Me and Leanne was done
way before we even started.

One-night stand ain't
no foundation for a marriage.

(laughs)

So that's supposed
to make things better?

That a fling put it on you so good

you had to drop down on one knee?

It wasn't like that.

I was trying to to do right
by her and that baby,

so we got hitched.

Then she lost the baby...

and she got worse.

And I was the only shoulder she had.

She has family.

She got a cousin
that's a telephone operator

that calls me every time
she gets off them pills.

Well, it's funny that you...

didn't mention any of this

when you and I got going.

You said you didn't want
to get married again.

And me and Leanne was way done.

And I didn't risk you

not wanting to start up
with me because of it,

so I left the past in the past.

(scoffs)

My big mama would roll over in her grave

if she saw I wasn't trying
to help anybody like that.

Me and you,

we ain't Jimmy Dale and Leanne.

We better than that.

Are we that much better?

(thunder crashes)

(match scratches)

Hey.

Hey.

He sleeping good?

Better than us.

You can make a pallet
in the living room to sleep on.

I'll stay here with Blue.

We could both stay.

Violet: Ralph Angel, come out here.

(Ralph Angel sighs)

Ralph Angel?

Come here.

(door closes)

You making a big mistake.

I told you about that girl.

You letting her right
back in, ain't you?

Aunt Vi, please stay out of something.

For once.

I told you about her,
and I did stay out of it.

Look what happened.

- Blue's what happened!
- That may be true.

But can't nobody trust that girl.

After what she done to Blue?

- (door opens)
- To you?

(mumbles)

I'm not my past mistakes, Miss Violet.

(sighs)

These past 18 months,

I've been clean.

You come 18 years from now saying that,

and I'll believe it.

You want me to wait 18 years

before I get my son back?

Get him back?

If it were up to me, you
wouldn't lay eyes on him.

I want...

to thank you.

(sniffles)

I never got the chance to say
thank you, Miss Violet.

And I want to thank you.

You saw me

at my lowest point.

You saw me in hell.

I didn't even want to exist anymore.

Not breathe.

Not see.

Not hear.

Love couldn't even reach me.

And you picked up my baby.

Gently.

I remember.

(sniffles)

And I remember you running
that man out of that motel room.

And you could have yelled at me

and cursed me.

But I remember you covering me up

and saying, "God bless you, girl."

(sniffles)

I remember that.

And when you walked out of that door,

I thought...

"Thank God."

"Thank God, Blue will be okay."

So, I thank you.

Both of you.

And I want to make amends.

I want to pay back my debts...

and bring goodness to where
I brought discord.

That's all I'm trying to do.

And I hope...

I hope that one day
you'll see fit to let me.

(sighs)

(sighs)

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