All language subtitles for Girlfriends s03e11 Santa v Monica

Hey, girl. Hey.

Hey, did you remember to pick up Jabari?
Yeah, he's in the back. Oh, my, wait.

What, what? Um, there's a problem with
Jabari.

Joan, girl, if he saw you naked again,
get over it. He's only eight.

Well, that's not it. And he's eight and
a half, and what do you mean again?

Come on, Joan, talk to me. I got
presents to hide. That's just it. What

Come here.

Oh.

What?

Maya. Yes?

Jabari doesn't believe anymore.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Are you telling me that my
baby has lost his walk with the Lord?

no, no, no, no, no, no, no. He doesn't
believe in Santa anymore.

Oh.

Oh, well, girl, you know, he is eight
and a half, huh?

No. No, don't you understand?

What? He's losing his innocence.

This is all because of the divorce. I
mean, Maya, I was 12.

When I stopped believing, and it's no
coincidence that that's the same year my

parents split up.

Twelve? Yeah.

Joan, do not blame your arrested
development on divorce.

No, he's not real.

Of course Santa's real.

Christmas is nothing without Daddy here
anyway.

I think you've got to nip it in the bud.

Jabari, look at me. You see all this?
See all this bling bling? Who do you

gave it to me?

Santa.

That's right.

And Auntie Toni had to sit on a lot of
laps to get all that jewelry.

More than once she had to dig around in
his sack.

Jabari. Baby, the point is Santa is
real, okay?

And how does he go to every house in one
night? The truth is that there are

hundreds of Santas who divide the world
up into regions that they can cover.

So the guy that's going to deliver your
presents isn't so much Santa Claus as he

is a regional Santa Claus. And you are
so lucky that you're living in this

region because I had the Fresno regional
Santa.

Now, that clown was giving out things
from the local feed store. I mean,

What's a little girl going to do with a
hoof pick?

There's lots of Santa's. Why do they
pretend there's only one?

That would make Mrs. Claus a big old
freak.

Monica!

Are you interested in a Saint Nicky
Cootie?

and some of your reindeer games.

But for now, we have important matters
to discuss.

Oh. You know that big Christmas party
that McDonald hosts every year? Yeah,

well, I've heard about it, but I've
never been.

It's only for the firm's senior partners
and biggest clients.

Well, I ran into Mrs. McDonald at the
Huntington Library luncheon, and I

convinced her that it's time someone
else take on the burden of doing that

party. And that someone is you.

What? I'm hosting a Christmas party?

Sweetie, I'm not a senior partner.

so you can appreciate the magnitude of
what I just pulled off.

Oh, and just so there's no
misunderstanding later, this is still a

senior partners and big clients, none of
your basketball buddies, and certainly

not Joan and her coven.

Well, what about my fellow philately?

And no stamp lickers.

Oh, come on, sweetie.

You don't lick a rare stamp. You mount
it carefully. Within our cut, fine,

there's no stamp lickers.

You know, I'm lucky to have you.

Have your tux ready for Christmas Eve.

Oh. Well, there's a ball that's going to
need some juggling. I promise my, I

dress up like Santa for Jabari on
Christmas Eve.

That's why I'm trying on a suit.

That, and I love the way it feels
without underpants.

William, do you want to be a senior
partner or not?

Of course I do. Well, I did not spend my
day arranging for you to host this

party to have you tell me you'd rather
play Santa for some secretary's brat.

Jabari's going through a really tough
time now with his parents' divorce.

He really needs some of that Santa magic
this Christmas.

What that boy needs is a good foster
family.

Come on, my car.

This party is your chance to rise to the
senior partner's level

socially.

Once you've done that, it's just a small
step to rise professionally.

I hate to disappoint that kid.

Sir. You'll have face time with them to
suggest that you are the man for the

Citigroup case you've been jockeying
for.

Oh, what the hell, Jabari's eight?

Time you learn the truth about Santa
Claus.

Well, take off that stupid suit.

I'll take off mine if you take off
yours.

Oh.

Ho, ho, ho.

My sleigh bells are ringing.

I can't, all right? I simply can't.
William, hasn't Jabari gone through

He lost his family, and now you want him
to lose Santa? This kind of one -two

punch can stay with a child for years.

I'm giving you enough notice. You can
find somebody else.

When out on the lawn there arose such a
clatter, I sprang from my bed to see

what was the matter, when what to my
wondering eyes should appear?

Nothing, because you suck.

I'm sorry I'm not going to spend
Christmas with you, but I hope you

made my plans before we got together.

I could figure something out if you want
to go.

No, Todd, go on your ski trip and have
fun.

You're Jewish, and Christmas means
nothing to your people, just like being

in the cold for no good reason certainly
means nothing to mine.

Great.

I mean, good.

Good.

Uh, so I'll pick up a great present for
you in Aspen, and we'll celebrate when I

get back.

You didn't get me a present yet?

Okay, little boy.

You're not just short. You got a death
wish.

Damn, you're easy.

I don't get it. Are there diamonds under
the

skirt? No, it's you.

I had it made special.

I wanted to give Tony Childs what she
loves the most. Tony Childs.

And this way, while I'm gone, you could
play with yourself.

All puns intended.

No, no, I said Dom Perignon.

Get it together.

Sweetie. Hey, baby.

I need a check for $20 ,000.

Who doesn't?

For the party.

This party's going to cost me $20 ,000?

You have to understand, there's
caterers, decorators, valets.

Whatever happened to kookaroo, a box of
tinsel, and park your own damn car?

William, I chose you because I thought I
could help you get to the top.

I did not plan on dragging you there
kicking and screaming.

Okay, first of all, I chose you.

Actually, darling, I was at a party
McDonald's was hosting and heard

mention your name.

I did a little research, found out you
frequent the Blue Bar.

But I came up to you.

Now, how did you know I would do that?

Please.

Every straight man in that bar came up
to me.

And a couple of lesbians.

And a gay guy who didn't want to feel
left out, okay?

So all this time you've been lying to me
about how we met?

And what does it matter?

We're together now.

Well, I'm getting a little tired of you
trying to run my life. I don't see why.

Now that it's finally been run properly.
I was happy before I met you.

You were a sad sack. with a broken heart
and a stalled career.

Well, you know, I would rather go back
to being that than continue to be your

puppet.

What are you saying?

I'm saying this party's off.

So are we.

Good morning, William.

Hey, where's Monica?

She's gone.

Oh, don't be sad.

I mean, you got your soul back.

And don't worry about Monica.

Any good parasite will find a new host
body to attach itself to.

Well, you ought to know.

Oh, somebody got their funny bone back
for Christmas.

So, can I tell Maya that you're back on
as Jabari's regional Santa?

Sure. So,

see you tonight, Santa.

Kitchen's small, but I'm sure you can
make do.

Monica, what are you doing here?

Start unloading the truck. I'll just be
a moment.

Thank you.

All right, William, make it quick. I
have a million things to do to get ready

for your party tonight.

Weren't you listening yesterday when I
said I was canceling the party and

breaking up with you?

Oh, we both said a lot of things
yesterday that we didn't mean.

Wait a minute.

You may have, but I meant it.

What I heard yesterday was fear talking.

William, I'm asking you to cast off all
the limits you ever put upon yourself

and dare to dream for what you once
thought was unattainable. And that's

You think Bill Clinton wasn't scared the
first time he ever dared to want to be

president?

You may think it's easier to resign
yourself to a nondescript life of mid

ordinariness.

But the toll it will take on your soul,
it's so much more painful than you

realize.

I'm not going to be president, Monica.

You are the only one who stands in your
way.

That's why you need a woman besides you
who believes in you, the way I do.

When I saw you at the blue bar... Saw?

Stalked.

Whatever, you should be flattered.

Come on, William.

I did exactly what you did. I saw what I
wanted, and I went after it.

The only difference is, I did a little
research first.

Please don't tell me we're going to
break up over this.

I just don't like being manipulated.

I mean, the way we met, the little
Christmas get -together that turns into

,000 gala.

Okay, fine.

The party was my idea, so I'll pay for
it. No, no, I consider it an investment

and something I believe in.

You.

Go visit my girlfriends and cheer them
up.

Men never stare at them.

Oh, hi, Joe, Maya, Lynn.

Hey, why am I a sponge?

Think about it.

Tell your friend I'm going to rip her
head off. Don't you touch my doll.

I was talking to the doll.

When's Rachel and Santa going to get
here?

You know what, Jabari, you need to cut
the fat man some slack, okay? He's got a

lot of deliveries to make.

How did he get down the chimney? Okay,
you know what, Jabari, baby, you know

what? If you don't believe in regional
Santa, why don't you just go to bed,

okay? And when Santa gets here, I'll
tell him to take all of your toys to

child who does believe. How about that?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. He

believes. He believes.

Jabari, you believe, don't you?

Yeah, but I don't only live here. All
regional Santa know where to find me.

Don't worry, sweetie.

Auntie Joan sends a change of address
form to the North Pole.

Why does he send it to the North Pole if
he's regional?

Because.

Because everything gets routed through
the North Pole. It's like FedEx.

Everything gets routed through Memphis.

You know what? That has always bothered
me. Why do all my packages have to go

through Memphis?

Hey, William.

Hey, is everything on schedule?

What?

Okay,

William, this is just wrong.

I know, I just can't get away right now.

I should have called you earlier, but
with the party and everything...

the guests are arriving!

Joan, I gotta go.

Will you please tell Maya I'm sorry?

And hey, Mary... Monica, I feel so awful
about this.

Of course you do.

You're a good person.

But maybe this will cheer you up.

Hey, Mrs. Whittleson.

Great party, William.

Oh, hey.

Did you hear that? He called me William.

He always calls me Dent, but this time
he called me William. You see? Yeah.

Um, uh, Mr. Sweedleson?

About that Citigroup case.

Think an eight -year -old kid will buy
me his regional Santa?

Well, that depends.

Is he an idiot?

Get one, girl!

Look, the kids have to sleep. Just keep
moving and try to look jolly. Yeah,

please, do something, because I've got a
bike to put together before 5 a .m.

Okay, come on now, get up the chimney.

I'm not getting in the chimney.

You are the one helping or preserving
that child's innocence.

Now, you're going to get your ass up the
chimney. Go.

Jabari, hurry up and get in here and see
our regional Santa. Come on. Maya, I

can't. I'm not ready.

Ho,

ho, ho, ho.

And Merry Christmas, Jabari.

Get our regional Santa, your Auntie
Joan.

Auntie Joan and why you're wearing her
shoes.

Because Regional Santa is a cross
-dresser.

Thank you for coming.

Bye -bye.

We might come in with us to McDonald's
condo to see his new Picasso.

Thank you, Mr. Sweetle State.

I'd love to, but... He'll meet you
there.

Okey -dokey. Thank you for the party.

Please tell me you were not

going to turn down the opportunity to go
to McDonald's house.

Oh, Monica, the party's over.

I'm going to try and make it over to
Joan's house and surprise Jabari. Oh,

you've been invited to one of the senior
partner's houses to see his Picasso.

That's where the real networking's going
to happen.

Well, maybe I'm through networking on
Christmas Eve. Do you want...

working toward.

Sweetie, we keep having the same
argument over and over again.

I know.

And I'm tired of it.

Me too.

I guess we both know what this means.

Yes.

I think we do.

You need to cough up $20 ,000 because
I'm stopping payment on my check.

Well, maybe we can see if we can work
this out for the next seven or ten

business days.

Well, well, well, William, what are you
doing here?

Shouldn't you be back at your place,
putting all the candles around the

pentagram with that witch?

Somebody just go wake up Jabari and tell
him his regional signer's here.

I think I can work up some ho -ho -hos.

be regional Santa or not. It's too late,
William.

He already knows the truth.

His childhood ended tonight. Thank you.

Oh my, I'm so sorry.

Yes, you are.

Jabari had to face the reality about
Santa just the same way we had to face

reality about you.

Merry Christmas.

Look, I... Merry Christmas.

Monica. Hello.

William.

Your housekeeper tells me you're on your
way to St. Bart's. You seem like as

good a time as any to get out of the
country.

Do you want something?

Just to tell you that you were right.

Not going to McDonald's house cost me
that Citigroup case.

Ken Duncan crashed the party and...

Made a big fuss over the man's Picasso,
and he ended up getting the case, so I

pretty much wound up with nothing.

I wasn't there for my friends, and I
lost you.

Monica, I made a mistake.

I admire that you admit your mistakes.

Of course, someday, when you're
president, that'll have to stop.

So what happens now?

Ken Duncan got the case, huh?

I mean, between us.

William, this is us.

Well, let's plan our next move.

Thanks to the party, the senior partners
see you in a whole new light. So, while

Ken Duncan has his nose buried in law
books for Citigroup, you'll be playing

golf with your brand new party buddies.

Sweetie, I don't play golf.

You will.

Tony's feeling.

Give her a kiss.

I'm not kissing a doll. Oh, it's like
that? Yeah, it's like that. Well, then

bring it on then. You want to go? What's
your problem? Come on.

Thank you, Todd.

Thank you. This has been the scariest
Christmas ever.

Baby, never leave me alone with me
again. I'm far too mesmerizing.