All language subtitles for red_shoe_diaries_s03e10_mercy

Could you make a decal?

Yeah.

Flea Hop, Texas.

Ever been to Flea Hop, Texas?

No.

Dear Mr. Red Shoe,

Sometimes I'm selfish.

My mama used to call me a greedy guy.

If I had a hankering for something, a
new dress, a pair of shoes, a deluxe

makeup kit, anything at all, I had to
have it.

I just want what I want.

If my mom is dead, stay away from him.

That's who I wanted.

Bad boys.

The kind that show me no mercy.

Mercy.

So I started corresponding with the lone
wolf boys.

The ones put behind bars.

Not the ones in there for big crimes
like murder and stuff, but the ones

for bar fights, petty theft, resisting
arrest, stuff like that.

The temperamental ones, with their own
sense of justice.

The good -looking ones, with the souls
of poets.

And every once in a while, one would
show up on the doorstep to check me out.

Not saying who they were at first or
where they were coming from.

I could always tell who they were at
first sight.

Mercy.

Mercy.

Show me no mercy.

Let's part.

Thanks.

You hungry?

Well, of course you're hungry.

All you men are hungry.

You better eat up or I'm going to think
you don't like my biscuit.

You know, I haven't had a meal like this
since my Uncle Carl died.

He was the kind of guy that used to
marinate the beef for hours, days, and

barbecue it on the ground.

That was exceptional beef. I mean, the
man was talented.

I know what you mean.

Do you?

I know what it's like to be treated like
a fool.

And I know what it's like to be treated
like a debutante.

Maybe that's your gift to women.

You know, treating them like debutantes.

Where are you going?

Something I said?

Is that for me?

Come on.

You're gonna be a debutante.

You're gonna have to dress like it.

I hope it did.

This is the most beautiful dress I've
ever seen in my whole life.

You know, I thought, and I just thought,
I just thought that this was you.

Oh, my gosh.

I hope it's not too long. Do you think?

No.

It's perfect.

You know.

My favorite kind of movies.

The ones with the debutantes.

Dressed in a sequined white dress.

And the boy from the wrong side of the
tracks.

The skirt hiked up over her ears.

Bent over the hood of a seafoam green
convertible.

White high -heeled shoes.

And little baby pearls.

I think I can do the pro part.

Oh, my God.

It's that little kitty cat.

Driving movie theater.

The boy getting a girl to breathe heavy
for the first time.

Her nails digging in his ass.

Her cold face rubbing against that hood
as she comes.

You want it on?

You're checking all alone.

On a road to nowhere.

Well,

let me tell you what I mean.

Well, please.

Joey, where are we going? I have

to tell you,

I'm a married woman.

Not what we're doing.

Have what you call the perfect marriage.

In every department except one.

Cody, that's my husband.

We read your letters over and over
again.

Together.

There was a gentleness and poetry to
them.

They were so beautiful.

You want to know what I'm saying to you?

Who's Tony now?

He's out of town.

No business.

Be as gentle as you want.

Be as savage as you want.

I like it both ways.

I thought you'd like to know that.

So, now that you're free, what are you
going to do?

I'll go up to Boston and see a niece
I've got up there.

Mm -hmm.

I love children.

Me too.

I love your hands.

Mm -hmm.

Strong, hard -working hands.

Mm -hmm.

Hands with just the right touch.

How'd they get so rough?

I'm breaking rocks.

How'd it go?

It was hot.

You want to talk about hot?

Picture this.

I'm on top of this delicious woman.

She's got fire red hair.

And lots of soft flesh to hold on to.

And I'm massaging her sweet little
darling ass.

And she's so hot.

Hot like the desert.

And she's begging me to cool her off
with some talcum powder.

So I start spreading the talcum powder
all over.

And I can hear her moaning real soft.

So I slide my hands down between her
legs.

She's so wet, like warm vanilla icing.

And then she moans again louder, and she
starts begging me to put my

fingers inside of her.

Oh, don't bake sugar snaps.

And she starts reaching her little red
diamond up to me.

And it gets closer and closer and

closer.

How was that?

Aren't you going to come in and cool
off?

Nope.

I don't like the water.

Water, sun, and the moon in the sky.

You know, the way I feel about it is you
are either a desert person or you're

not.

You know, I took exotic dancing lessons
and ran out.

trying to entice Toadie's romantic
urges.

And you must be Joey.

All right, now you just come right up
there. You step up there, Joey. I want

to get up there.

That's it.

It's just been such a long time since
I've seen my precious little sweet pea

that I thought it was appropriate to
videotape so she could watch it over and

over and over again and see just how
beautiful she is when she smiles.

I'm sorry.

I tried to stay away from you and your
gentleman caller. It's okay. Well, I

missed you so much.

And you know just how excited I have
been to meet our pal Joey.

What's a... We have a little whiskey to
celebrate man to man.

I'll go get it for you, baby.

Don't go away.

You know, I got some right here. I hope
you don't mind. No, I don't mind at all

here.

I take it Rebecca has informed you of
our idiosyncrasies of our little

arrangement.

Yeah. Good.

Because I can't tell you how much I
cherish honesty.

Sometimes it just hurts. Something
fierce.

Well, it's a wonderful elixir.

Honest. Honest honesty. The kind that
just comes right up from your gut.

You understand?

Yeah. I knew you would.

I knew you would understand when I read
your letters.

There you go, baby.

Thank you.

I told Joey about what you said about
his letters. You know, them being poetry

and all and how much he loved them.
Really? Didn't I, Joey? Yeah.

Well, there we are.

The facts. The basic bare -bones facts.

Doesn't make you feel clean at all.

There's a place you can stay in the back
there.

Sleep tight.

Don't let the bed bugs bite.

Good night, Joey.

I was better off in jail.

That's a twist.

your hands up on the bars.

Now, I cannot stand by and watch my
little honey buns soak.

Being the sensitive and poetic man that
you are, I'm sure you can understand

that.

You didn't even say goodbye.

Now, that is not the way things are
done.

A goodbye kiss.

Give her a chance to cry, to resolve
herself emotionally.

That's all she's asking.

Let me tell you something.

I have been married to three beautiful
women.

I drove two of them away with jealousy.

I am talking stupid, mean...

green -eyed jealousy, the kind that
grabs at your heart.

So one thing that I have learned, son,
through all that pain, is that you

harness something that is good and
natural.

God damn it, what I'm saying to you is
that I cannot give her everything that

she needs.

And that's all right, because... because
one thing I've learned is that there's

just more to marriage than the physical.

So you do something for me you do me one
favor If she asks you

if I sent you back You tell her

Hell no You're gonna do that for me

Yeah

You're a good man, Joey.

It's called having your cake and eating
it too.

That's right, Red Shoes.

There are givers and there are takers.

As I said up front, I'm a taker.

And God willing and the creek don't
rise.

That's the way I pray it's always going
to be.

I don't think the creek will rise.

You don't?