All language subtitles for Beyond.the.Gates.S02E17.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH_track3_[eng]

"Need your Super Bowl..."
[sighs]

Super Bowl picks?

Yeah, I've been
running around so much,

I forgot who's even in it.

HAYLEY:
Need a cheat sheet?

I couldn't tell you
if a tight end was a position

or a compliment, but apparently
you don't need to know much

to run the firm's
fantasy football league.

Bill's so busy, he forgets
he's even in it half the time.

And I'm busy, too.

Matter of fact,
I was just about to leave.

No. Andre, wait.

You don't have to be like that.

I know we're not exactly
friends, but...

[scoffs] Not exactly?

Hayley, I wouldn't even consider
you a saved contact in my phone.

Fair.

But Bill's clocked in
for another late night,

and I could use the company.

Promise to make it
worth your while.

And all these years later, you
still love torturing me, I see.

What are you going on about?

Dani, plea-- come on. Come on.

You know you went home and
put that dress on for my sake.

The way it hugs your frame
and accentuates those legs.

What? You wanted
to get a reaction out of me?

See how Big Bad Bill
would handle it? Hmm?

My God, the ego on this man

could power
the entire East Coast.

Still continuing
to be the center

of your own delusional universe,
I see.

Dani darling, please don't
indulge him with an answer.

I don't mind.

I hate to disappoint you,
but when I left earlier,

I hadn't yet made plans
with Vanessa,

and when I chose this dress,
I didn't know

that you would still be here
lurking about.

Mm.

But a part of you had hope?

Oh. [laughs]

Eagle's landed, boss.

Send him in.

Come on.

There he is,
the man of the hour.

Glad you could make it.

I was surprised by the invite.

Private room, no-limits table.

Definitely a first for me.

You're an important man
in this community.

-Mm.
-And I decided it was time

that we put
that little misunderstanding

with Ms. McBride behind us.

Yeah, she was
completely out of line.

Raising her voice to me
in public like that.

Well, she's still learning
the nuances

of how to run an escort service.

Now, what are you drinking?

A Scotch, neat.

Well, that's perfect.
I just opened a bottle

I picked up at an auction

from a distillery
that no longer exists.

Huh.

Wow.

I feel special.

Honor's all mine.

I believe in
treating men like you

in the way they deserve.

♪ ♪

Sorry I'm late.

A patient's family was dealing
with some difficult news.

If you're too drained
or bogged down,

we can do this another time.

I'm equipped to handle difficult
conversations, Chelsea.

Of course.

[sighs] This is awkward.

Look, I don't want it
to be like this between us.

Neither do I, and I'm so glad
that you reached out

so we can discuss
the other night.

Yeah, I'm sure
it was weird to see me

pop a pill
and wild out like that.

I've heard stories,
and I've seen Instagram posts.

But that was partying,
not drugs.

I came here because I was hoping
that you would tell me

that what happened at Uptown
was a one-time thing.

Wasn't it, Chels?

Not exactly.

KAT:
Oh, my God.

That dress, the hair.

-She looks...
-Fine as hell.

That's my mother
you're gawking at.

You mean mamacita?

[chuckles]:
Okay, calm down.

I'm only admiring the source
of my girlfriend's beauty.

Now I know whom to thank.

Nice recovery.

But seriously,

I've never seen my mom
embrace her sexy side like that.

Good for her.

Is it?

What can I get you?

Mix me something unrestrained.

Let's see here.

I got to ask,

why is a beautiful woman
like you...

...drinking alone?

She's not.

I hope you don't mind me
being presumptuous.

Not at all.

And your timing is impeccable.

Must be my lucky night.

♪ ♪

-Mind if I field this one?
-Be my guest.

I still marvel at how a man
can be so full of himself

and pathetic at the same time.

Dani's happily married
to a loyal and caring man,

and judging by the glow
on her face most mornings,

I'd say his cardio game
puts yours to shame.

-What she said.
-Do us a favor, Bill.

Go home to that trophy wife
of yours

and undress her
with those wandering eyes.

Well done, Vanessa. Well done.

Your opinion holds as much
weight as your wedding vows,

so don't waste your breath.

-Never mind.
-Mm-hmm.

VANESSA:
Is it true?

What you said
about Andre's stamina?

Cardio doesn't quite cut it.
What we do is a contact sport.

That dress-- did you wear it
to get a rise out of him?

It is not what it looks like.

Yes, it was nice
to have Bill's attention again.

I twisted myself into knots

trying to make him
regret our divorce.

Now it seems like
he actually might.

I am all for Bill choking
on the bitter pill of regret.

Just please don't let that
despicable man turn your head.

-I hear you.
-Good.

Because we know
how Bill Hamilton operates.

It's all about the chase
until boredom sets in.

Then on to the next shiny toy.

Miss Hayley is on the verge
of swallowing that bitter pill.

And it couldn't happen
to a more deserving woman.

What do you need, Hayley?

Company.

And my curiosity satisfied.

Hot date with the wife?

Something like that.

-Hmm.
-It's a 2009 Bordeaux.

Oh. Before Bill,
I was on box wine.

-Hmm.
-If it had a spout, I was good.

But I assume

someone of your refinement
knows nothing about that.

Yeah, my parents invested

in vineyards
all around the world,

so I was raised learning
about tannins and varietals,

-[murmurs]
-But also the, uh,

occasional
gas station vintage, too.

[chuckles]

Must be nice having parents
to expose you to so much.

My dad disappeared while
my mom was pregnant with me,

and I barely knew her
when she died.

You know, sometimes
I wonder what's worse,

never having a connection
with your parents

or having one and...
and losing them.

Can't say.

I only know about
my own experience.

Mm. Yeah.

I was orphaned so early
and an only child.

That's why I want to have kids
with Bill so badly.

I've always dreamt
of having a family.

Right, yeah.

So that's how you justified
tearing apart someone else's?

Excuse you?

Wait. You should be
thanking me that I did.

Otherwise, you and Dani
wouldn't even be a thing.

But she also wouldn't have
gone through the hell

that you and Bill caused her.

Oh, please. She gave it
as good as she got it.

Trust me.

Besides, aren't you happy?

I assume you want it
to stay that way.

Ah, and here it comes.

Here what comes?

The real reason for this little
performance that you just gave.

I'll give you credit.

Pulling the orphan card
was inspiring,

but it's still
the same tired game, Hayley.

And for the last time,
I'm not playing.

Ha! The Salinger touch
strikes again.

[laughing]

Oh.

After a torturous day's work
of endless Zoom meetings,

this is just
what the doctor prescribed.

I could get used to this.
[sighs]

I think situations like this
are best handled

in person, man-to-man.

Couldn't agree more.

I-I don't know
what Vanessa was thinking,

trying to do business
in Fairmont Crest.

Poor Doug.

He's probably rolling over
in his grave as we speak.

[grunts] The hell?

Now you listen to me,
you trust-fund parasite.

If you ever lay a hand
on Vanessa, you speak to her,

you even breathe
in her direction,

you conjure her name
in that pebble you call a brain,

I'll know it.

And I will kill you.

You understand?

I asked you a question.
Use your words.

Yes. Yes, Joey, I understand.

Good. Good.

Now...

Glad we could have
this little talk.

Oh, Lance, one more thing.

[grunts, coughs]

Guess the Salinger touch
wasn't so lucky after all.

♪ ♪

When we first started dating,
we went from zero to 100

in the blink of an eye.

-It was a whirlwind, wasn't it?
-And don't get me wrong.

Falling for you has been
the only good thing

that's happened to me lately.

Everything else has been
one train wreck after the other.

I mean, divorces and cancer.

The whole
genetic testing nightmare.

And being stalked and kidnapped

by my own personal
Single Black Female.

I'm not trying to trauma dump.

I'm just saying,
it's been a lot.

And I've watched you
navigate it all so well.

It's amazing
how strong you've been.

Strong?

I'm barely keeping it together.

You hide it well.

Well, because
I'm working overtime

to keep my head on straight.

But it's been heavy
and exhausting.

Which is why
you needed to let loose.

I'm not trying to go back
to my party-all-the-time grind.

Okay? It's just been so dark
around my family.

And I miss disappearing
into the music

and-and the lights
and being able to breathe again.

I miss...

I miss the feeling
of being free.

I got to say, I'm enjoying
seeing this side of you.

Not that you didn't
look incredible before.

Why, thank you.

You keep finding new ways
to knock me off my feet.

It's intriguing to me.

No big mystery
or grand reveal here.

I just simply was ready
for a change.

So I don't need to worry about

-some secret double life
you have?
-[chuckling]

You know, this brilliant
medical professional by day

and a, uh, seductive
superheroine at night?

If only.

But alas, no capes, no aliases.

Just me choosing to live
a little louder in this moment.

Well, Doctor,
mission accomplished.

Look at how she's leaning
into him, smiling at him.

What does she even know
about this guy?

I'm pretty sure he was
your mom's date at WinterFest.

What are you doing?

Research.

I glanced at
the WinterFest photos, but...

Kial Rollins,
orthopedic surgeon.

-See? Perfectly respectable.
-[stammers]

Not when I'm looking
at my mother

eye-lock with a whole zaddy.

You know what?
I got to get over there.

I wouldn't recommend that.

I'm not gonna cause a scene.
I just want to say hi.

And conduct a casual round
of 20 questions?

Thirty.

50 tops.

Things can get messy

when you don't let people keep
their private moments private.

Trust me on this.

She's not just people,
she's my mother.

I'm tired, Hayley.

I'm tired of you,

tired of this dance
we keep doing,

tired of your repeated attempts
at making me your pawn,

and whatever psychological

chess game you're playing
with Dani and Bill.

We're on the same team here,

whether you want
to admit it or not.

I'm just looking out
for both our interests.

[scoffs] But I'm not interested.

And this constant insecurity

you have in your marriage
is your problem.

Yeah, you say that now,
but I'm telling you,

Dani's fixation with Bill
has gone

to an all-time level of crazy.

She's just gotten better
at hiding it

and acting like she's moved on,
but she clearly hasn't.

Do you really hear the words

that are coming
out of your mouth?

Do you?

Look, I want you and Dani
to go the distance.

But you need to keep
that wine cellar full

and those romantic gestures
flowing,

or else we'll both end up
on the outs

while Bill and Dani ride off
in the sunset together.

If the world ran out
of air tomorrow,

I would give my last breath
to Dani without hesitation.

That's how special
what we have is.

Now, I'm sorry that you and Bill
don't have the same,

but you need to take that up
with him.

I saw how you reacted

when he and Dani took
the umpteenth walk

down memory lane together.

You know what's up, Andre.

You know what you have to do.

Yeah. Yeah.

Walk away
from this conversation.

Excuse me.

You know what?

Mind your own house, Hayley,
and stay the hell out of mine.

Hey, thanks for
always keeping me honest

when it comes to my ex.

Can we please not waste
another breath

on Bill and his toxicity?

This is supposed to be
girls' night

and more importantly
a celebration.

You're right. I am so relieved.

I feel like I can breathe again

knowing that my girls
are BRCA negative.

Mm. That makes two of us.

Well, a toast?

Yes, but first, spill.

I want to hear everything
that is going on

in the fabulous life
of Vanessa McBride.

And do not leave out
one juicy detail.

-Oh, well, for starters...
-[phone chimes]

Oh.

Andre is back early.

So what are you still
doing here?

I am visiting with my friend,

and we haven't even
started catching up.

I want to hear all about...

And you will hear it all

after you spend some time
with that fine man.

-Vanessa...
-I insist.

Go. Have fun.

Okay, but for interrupting
girls' night,

my man is gonna
have to put in some work.

And by work, I do mean peeling
this dress off with his teeth.

Live the dream.

If you insist.

[chuckles]

Funny seeing you out in public.

I'm surprised
you still showed your face

after your husband blew up at me
like a teenager.

Vanessa, I am so deeply sorry.

Lance had absolutely no right
to speak to you that way.

I was mortified
when I found out.

Imagine how I felt.

He called me everything
but a child of God

over a transaction
you initiated.

A transaction you've enjoyed
before, multiple times.

That's what made him snap.

He saw the charges
and assumed it was fraud.

When he called the bank,
they told him

I had approved the charges.

And he felt humiliated,
and he lost it.

Lolly, I need to know.

Does he get violent with you?

Yes, Lance has a temper,
but he's not the kind of man

who would ever lay a hand
on a woman.

He was raised better than that.

Don't be so sure.

He put his hands on you?

Hard enough to leave
his calling card.

I suppose I should be grateful
he didn't break anything.

This doesn't sound like
the man I married.

Lance is actively involved

in several
charitable organizations.

The Lance Salinger Foundation
has donated millions

to women's causes.

[scoffs] Writing checks

and actually respecting women
are very different.

Any sociopath with a trust fund

can buy themselves
a humanitarian reputation.

But you are right
to be concerned.

I am?

Fairmont Crest
can be unforgiving

when it comes to scandal,

especially if I were
to press assault charges.

We're women
of a certain stature.

Surely, we can handle this
with some discretion.

I'd be willing
to give you that opportunity.

I'd hate for your family
or our business relationship

to implode because
of Lance's poor judgment.

Mm.

-[snapping fingers]
-LANCE: My usual.

Vanessa, you have my word.

This will never happen again.

Excuse me.

-Oh, Lolly.
-Vanessa McBride told me

you put your hands on her,
grabbed her.

Do you realize what you're doing

and how this could come back
and bite us?

What were you thinking?

I have always been
the good daughter.

The one who colored
inside the lines,

followed all the rules,
exceeded every expectation.

Perfect grades, perfect career,
perfect marriage.

Well, until it wasn't.

And the sister?

Dani? [chuckles]

Polar opposites.

-She pushes boundaries.
-Hmm.

Refuses to live according
to anyone else's playbook.

She's wild, reckless,
unapologetic,

-like a walking middle finger.
-[chuckles]

And follows her heart,
consequences be damned.

Sounds like the typical

first and second child
personality types.

The eldest gets to be the...

carrier of the weight
of the world,

and the younger gets to be
the free spirit.

We are a textbook example.

While I don't regret
who I became

and all of my accomplishments,

there are times
I envy my sister.

Sounds more than just envy.

I might have been
a little jealous, too.

So the glow-up,
it's a rebellious act?

I would say
it's more of a coming-out party.

For the first time,
I am not a doormat.

I am choosing to put me first.

Finding out who Nicole Dupree is

when she is not trying
to be perfect.

Hmm. So it's Independence Day.

That explains the fireworks.

Can I ask you something?

You can plead the Fifth
if it feels too personal.

Shoot your shot, Counselor.

Do you secretly hope your
parents might get back together,

and seeing your mom move on now
is making that door slam shut?

That fairy tale's been expired.

I have zero problems with
my mother having a social life.

I can't expect her

to be holed up in the office
for all time.

Then what's
really eating at you?

It's this Nicole Dupree reboot

that's happening
in front of my eyes.

That woman over there?

I don't recognize her.

I think a reboot is pushing it.

I don't.

When my mom
started seeing Carlton,

I thought, okay, this is weird.

It's my dad's business partner.

But he's a family friend.

He's a good guy.

Like, I could wrap my head
around it.

But now she's just flipped
this switch.

McSwagger's over there
looking like

he just stepped off the set
of Grey's Anatomy.

And who knows?

Maybe there's a third doctor,
a McChisel,

who she's got on speed dial.

Maybe a McTrouble,
who she's got on standby.

I don't know.

Your McCharming thinks
you need perspective.

More like McBlind.

You need to get
your vision checked

if you don't see those clothes
or that attitude.

It's only a dress, Kat.

It's a flag.

A sartorial revolution
wrapped up

in silk and sex appeal.

And I don't like it.

Not at all.

I can't help but take
what you said personally.

That I was lecturing you.

Not the best choice of words.

Sorry.

What you call being free
and spontaneous,

I see as...

Never mind.

No, no, no, no,
don't stop on my account.

What? Irresponsible? Immature?

I don't want to fight with you.

Look, I'm not looking
to fight either,

but we need to stop
dancing around this

and just be real
with each other.

The good, the messy,
the complicated, all of it.

I'll go first.

I want to have fun
when I feel like it,

and I want to embrace
my spontaneous side

without having to explain it
and without being judged

by the person that's supposed
to love me unconditionally.

So you think I'm controlling?

I didn't say that.

It tracks perfectly
with everything else

you've been saying.

I know exactly how you feel

about the way I deal
with my mother

and how I handle stress,

how I approach my life
in general.

Look, Madison, please.

I'm just trying to be honest,

and I'm asking you
to meet me in the middle.

I'm trying, too.

But it seems like
everything that makes me me

is suddenly a problem for you.

You have to understand
where I'm coming from.

I spent years
where everything I wore,

ate and said was dissected
under a microscope.

Where my mother and what felt
like the entire world

was watching my every move

and having
a bajillion opinions on it.

So, yeah, I rebelled,

and-and maybe
too much sometimes,

but-but most of the time,

I was just trying
to find my voice

within all the noise,
because I had no control.

I know that that was difficult
and complicated for you,

but you have control now,
Chelsea.

Look at you.

You're thriving
physically, mentally.

You even started
your dream business with Kat.

Yeah, and I found
the love of my life.

Which is why I'm hoping we can
learn to accept each other.

[sighs]

The fact is,
we are very different people.

Your idea of freedom
feels like carelessness to me,

and my concern feels like
judgment to you.

Well, different doesn't
have to mean incompatible.

I don't ever want you to feel

like you can't be true
to yourself.

So if I'm the one
making you feel caged...

...I love you enough
to walk away.

♪ ♪

Game time.

[phone chimes]

BILL:
I should've seen your pain.

And I see it now.

And I should have...

I could have handled everything
a lot differently.

But I didn't want
to face myself.

I was a damn coward.

You gave me your promise
and your youth

and our two beautiful daughters
who are the pride of my life.

I should've honored that.

Should've honored you,
and I'm...

[sighs] Dani, I'm...
I'm truly sorry for all of it.

[romantic R&B music playing]

Oh, my God.

-Andre, what is all this?
-[chuckles]

Welcome home, beautiful.

Damn. This is
what missing you looks like.

I am the one who is
supposed to surprise you,

Mr. Just Got Back
From The Big Apple.

It works both ways, doesn't it?
[chuckles]

Besides, you think I'm gonna
let you walk through that door,

looking like a goddess
and not worship you accordingly?

Come on.

How do you expect me to behave
when you're dressed like this?

I don't.

That's half the fun.

Now, I know we spoke earlier,

-but I want to hear more
about your trip.
-Yeah.

-I assume
the photo shoot went well?
-Mm-hmm.

The client was practically
writing a blank check

for the next campaign

before I ever finished
showing them the proofs.

With your genius eye behind
the lens, I am not surprised.

Yeah, and New York was
as fabulous as ever.

Yeah.

I had dinner at Tatiana.

Next time we'll go together.

Paint the town red
and maybe a little bit more.

Mm-hmm.

You really missed me.

Even though you were only gone
for one night.

Ah, one night is too many.

For now on, I don't want
to wake up in another bed

that doesn't already
have you in it.

-♪ Promise♪
-♪ I'll promise, baby♪

♪ Promise♪

♪ You don't worry about a thing,
no, I promise.♪

Oh.

Now, this is
a pleasant surprise.

I thought you had plans tonight
with your partner in crime.

Oh, Andre's back early.

You know how photographers are
with their dramatic flair.

So you found yourself
with a free night.

And what do you know?

My car practically
drove itself here.

-[laughs]
-Funny how muscle memory works

when a woman's thinking
about her man.

JOEY:
Mmm. Mmm.

How's your night going?

Oh, uh, very productive.

But now that you're here,
the office is officially closed.

-You have my full attention.
-Hmm.

If you play your cards right,
you'll have more attention

-than you can handle.
-Try me.

But let's start with getting you
out of this coat.

Mm.

Uh, it-it looks worse
than it is. [chuckles]

You know how I am
with my fair skin.

I bruise like a peach.

Please don't minimize this.

I swear to you
on everything I hold sacred

that you will never be hurt
because of my business again.

I asked you to leave this alone.

Promise me you listened.

So what if we're different,
okay? That's the point.

You're math, and I'm music.

You anchor us,
and I make us fly.

Okay? We're perfect together.

We were perfect, but lately,

it feels like we're speaking
different languages.

No. I love you more than
I even thought was possible.

You make me want
to level up in every way.

There's nothing wrong
with who you are now, Chelsea.

You're absolutely incredible.

Then why are you trying
to leave?

If I'm so incredible,
why not fight for us?

I don't know how.

You problem-solve for a living.

Why don't you use
that big beautiful brain on us?

Because when I do,

when I analyze the situation
from every angle,

run scenarios,
weigh the variables,

consider all the outcomes,

I land at the same conclusion
every time.

Anything that concludes
in us breaking up is wrong.

Maybe...

Maybe we're not right
for each other.

And that's okay.

[sighs] Madison,
this is just an obstacle, okay?

It-it doesn't have to mean
it's the end.

It-it can't.

-Chelsea...
-No.

I want to get married to you

and build something beautiful
and real and lasting.

Madison, I want to spend
the rest of my life with you.

Hold on.

Was that...?

Did you just propose?

You asked me to leave
the Lance situation alone,

-and I heard
everything you said.
-Good.

Doesn't make me any happier
about the situation

or the risks you're taking
working for me.

We can't keep going round
and round about this.

I like running the business.

I'm good at it,
and I'm making you money.

If I were any other name
on your payroll,

we wouldn't be
having this conversation.

Well, forgive me for feeling
differently about you

than I do about Randy.

Lance's fragile ego took a hit,
and his emotions ran amok.

He's the one who needs
to adjust his behavior, not me.

I don't disagree,

but the bastard
never would've manhandled you

if you weren't in that position
in the first place.

One insecure man throwing
a tantrum changes nothing.

And I've already ensured

he won't be a problem
moving forward.

Really?

This new version of my mom
is a stress response.

The divorce, Gran's cancer,

finding out
Aunt Dani is a high risk

for the same thing.

The ground must feel like
it's moving from under her feet.

Are we still talking
about Dr. Dupree?

Obvi.

Why-why would you ask
something like that?

It kind of sounds like you might
be projecting just a little.

Okay.

Maybe it's happening to me, too.

But I'm still standing,

still kicking ass
and taking names.

As always.

And I owe a lot of that

to one constant in my life.

My rock.

Mm.

Well, you have managed
to dance around

the elephant in the room
quite gracefully.

I'm not much of a dancer.
I'm more of a side-stepper.

I was talking about the
plastic surgeon at the hospital.

You haven't asked me
about him once.

The end of a marriage,

no matter how it comes about,
is deeply personal.

There's no reason for you
to feel obligated

to talk about your ex-husband.

And I don't.

I was referring to Carlton.

Oh. [chuckles]

Dr. Fitzgerald.

When he found out
you were my date for WinterFest,

-he got a little, um...
-Competitive.

Who can blame him?

I hope that's not an issue.

Not for me.

I mean, if I felt
he was such a threat,

I wouldn't have found you here
drinking all alone.

Tonight, I wanted
to leave my options open.

And I am extremely happy
that I did.

♪ ♪

I just told you I want to spend
the rest of my life with you.

This is one of
the most important decisions

that two people can make.

It should be intentional
and meaningful,

not some panic proposal

because you're scared
I might walk away.

I say something real, and now
I'm trying to manipulate you?

This is what we talked about.

I'm-I'm being spontaneous,

and I'm letting my heart lead by
showing you how much I love you.

Your feelings are real.

But this?

This isn't love, Chelsea.

It's fear.

And that's not fair
to either of us.

♪ ♪

I know
you're probably daydreaming

about making Lance
swallow his veneers,

but the situation's
been contained.

Has it? Do tell.

Well, I had a chat with Lolly
about his unacceptable conduct.

I simply reminded her
how fast she'd fall out of favor

with the crème de la crme
of Fairmont Crest

if her husband's arrested
for assault

and that's plastered all over
the local news and beyond.

Social exile.

Savage but not always
a sure thing.

It was this time.

The threat alone was
enough to ensure

Lolly will keep him in line.

How do you know that?

Lance showed up at the club.

I had a front row seat
to Lolly delivering the message,

and that man deflated
like a balloon.

He couldn't even look at me.

I'm quite proud of myself.

As you should be.

-You know, I just realized
that I...
-[murmurs]

I just realized that maybe
you don't even want wine.

Maybe you're in the mood
for something else.

-I could get you some...
-Don't you move,

and don't be ridiculous. Gimme.

[both chuckle]

-Okay.
-Mmm.

Oh, I love this Bordeaux.

-It's so rich and velvety.
-Mm-hmm.

Like someone else we know.

It's like you. [chuckles]

Yeah, it's complex, full-bodied

and leaves a man wanting more.

You feel so good.

Oh, not half as good as you.

-Andre?
-Mm-hmm.

I have a confession.

Yeah. Talk to me.

I missed you, too.

So much more than I should have.

The bed felt empty
without you in it.

And I think
we need to remedy that.

-Mmm. [chuckles]
-Posthaste.

Say less.

[both laughing]

♪ ♪

Mmm. Let's go, Big Daddy.

I'm gonna make all your dreams
come true tonight,

even the ones
you didn't know you had.

[Bill snores]

You can't be serious right now.

-[snoring]
-[scoffs]

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