All language subtitles for Sugar - Ivy Wolfe - MissaX

When you're 18 years old, you always get
the same excuse.

Listen, Mom.

These standards were a little looser.

Looser?

Exactly how you like your women. Hey,
Sarah was not looser.

She was sweet to me.

And there was nothing wrong with her
family.

Sugar.

I don't want you to marry into a family
like that.

What are you going to do with my fortune
when I pass?

Just squandered away on some floofy who
can't earn her own?

Money isn't everything.

And we know that better than anyone
else, Mother.

I think you forgot what it's like to
live in a trailer park.

Do you remember the leaky roof?

The rice and bean dinner?

The freezing cold winter?

Not to mention that you were too ashamed
to bring your friends over.

Do you remember?

You used to tell your bus driver to drop
you off two miles away from our home

just so you wouldn't be seen as the
trailer park kid.

Boy, are you listening to me?

I worked hard to earn a living for us.

I gave up my productive years.

Look at me.

You're not old, Mother.

You'll never be old.

You'll... Do you think there are single
men my age?

Men of the same social standing?

No.

And if they are single, they're looking
to upgrade to a younger model.

Trust me when I tell you that.

I appreciate everything... What if you
appreciate me? You have an awfully funny

way of showing it.

Where's your woman, son?

Look at you. Look at your age. Where is
your woman? You should be married by

now. To a woman who comes from a hard
-working family who knows the value of

hard work and not government charity.

I've come to a solution.

You're not going to like it, I've heard.

Oh, but I promise you, in the end,
you'll thank me.

The Wolf family has a pretty little
Catholic girl.

She just turned 18.

I talked to her parents and we agreed
you two would make a fine match.

What? Sit.

You will marry her.

You will marry her if you love me at
all.

She will make a fine wife for you.

And we know your father, God rest his
soul, would have approved.

I do love you, Mommy.

I love you so much.

Sometimes it hurts that I love you so
much.

But I can't marry somebody that I don't
love.

Sugar.

You will marry her.

And love will come in time.

You will not suffer the lonely life I've
led.

You will marry your equal.

Or else.

Or else?

Or else I don't want to see you again.

You can marry whatever floozy you
choose.

But you won't see me.

And you won't have a dime of your
inheritance.

And your future children won't have a
dime.

That's what I need to hear.

I love you.

And?

And I'll do what you told me to do.

Do I look okay?

Yes, but you're missing something.

Mom, is that Dad's that's ancient?

It smells handsome.

I'll get it. You sit down.

Hi. Hi, ma 'am. I'm here to see Zach.

My son.

Come on in.

I told your mother to put you in your
Sunday's best.

Say hello, sweetheart.

Hi.

This is a little awkward.

Yeah, I told my mother and father that I
thought this was a bit archaic.

Sugar.

Um, no thank you. Water?

Do you have water?

Water, dear.

He wants water.

It's nice that you and my Zachary have
something in common.

You know, you may mock this meeting, but
know that young people, they

don't know much about anything.

You two came up from a privileged
family.

Privileged children.

Zach knows a little bit about suffering.

His father left us when he was just a
toddler.

Yes, and we weren't married.

His family took everything we had.

But we made you, didn't we, Beverly?

Um, I'm tired here.

All right, your parents and I, we know.

Is your family in good health?

Yeah, they're great.

My dad actually just finished a
triathlon.

He's 56 years old and finished third.

You have good genetics.

Thank you.

Does my factory look well?

Yes.

Just like his father, identical.

Oh, oh, no, no. No tea for you, son.
It's afternoon.

Zach,

I heard you like movies?

Yeah. Sugar.

Yeah, I just got a job at Forward
Marketing. We make commercials for local

services and shops.

But I've always dreamt of writing my own
film.

That's really cool.

What kind?

I wrote three full movie scripts.

But my favorite is the science fiction
story about a criminal alien who was

sentenced to Earth to live with humans.

He doesn't know how to dress, talk, or
integrate, so he meets a girl who

basically just takes him in.

In the end, the aliens come back to get
him after serving his sentence, but he

doesn't want to leave because he fell in
love.

And there's another one that I'm working
on about an old grumpy man with PTSD.

from the war and everybody thinks... You
know, Zach doesn't bite, honey.

Why don't you come sit over here with
us?

My third cousin lives in Los Angeles.

He's studying lighting designs and
things like that.

He said that I can come to Los Angeles
and visit him and see how everything's

done. Wow, that's cool. You have an
interest in lighting?

Lighting, sure.

But my real passion is definitely
acting. I recently played Esalt in the

play.

Don't fish it, dear. Set it straight.

Isolt? Isolt was a star -crossed lover,
like Juliet in Romeo and Juliet.

It was a pathetic story, but I'm sure
you did what you could with it.

I like acting so much, but I've actually
decided to pursue it full -time.

I like stepping into someone else's body
and feeling what she feels, thinking

what she thinks.

You could come to my cousin's set in Los
Angeles if you wanted.

He says that lots of people do it all
the time. They bring their family and

friends.

Nobody minds as long as you don't
disturb the crew and production.

Hell yes. That would be so cool. Someday
I would love to live in Los Angeles.

But I just got my first real job and it
seems... You're responsible.

Well... I do encourage my Zachary to
follow his dreams, but only after I

this earth.

Then he'll have the means and the
freedom to do whatever he chooses.

Sugar.

Let me see your hands.

Subtle fingers.

Pink nail beds.

Clear nails.

You're healthy.

That's good news.

I'm very pleased.

Mom thinks that she can predict...

present or future illnesses just by
looking at someone's hands.

It's not a fallacy, son.

It's been proven.

Written in peer -reviewed articles.

You two seem to be hitting it off well.

Wouldn't it be a shame if it was a short
love affair like Esalt and her Tristan?

Are you having your menses every 28th
day?

Your mother tells me you're on day 14
today.

My mother told you about my... Yes, of
course.

We share the same dreams for our
children.

We can be great friends now.

Mom, we don't have to talk about her
menses.

Come on, we're embarrassing her.

I think I should go.

But, um, but Zach, I would... I'd love
to catch a movie with you sometime.

You don't ask a boy out on your first
date.

I'm surprised your mother didn't teach
you proper manners.

My mother is a lovely person, but I
would say being proper isn't her strong

suit. Mom, stop it.

She can ask me out.

I'd love to go with her.

I'd love to go out with you sometime.

That'd be great.

This is your date right here.

I'll decide if she works out for you.

You want me to hit it off with her, and
hey, I want to get to know her, but

we're going to have to step out of the
house alone together.

She's a beautiful girl, but do you find
her sexy? I, um, I... She's

very pretty.

You are very pretty.

You'll have to forgive my mother.

I've been watching you very closely.

You don't have a husband's bulge.

Will you take off your dress?

My dress?

Yeah.

I need to see your hips. They look
small.

No. Keep your clothes on.

I knew it.

You don't want her to fall.

Of course we don't need you infected.

Mom, who the hell do you think you are?

You're right.

I'm sorry, dear.

If you want to have a little bit more
modesty, go into the bathroom, put on my

robe, and then come back out and reveal
yourself.

All right. That is enough.

Oh, dear. Go ahead and sit down.

I think we're fine.

about this.

I have to do this.

You have to do it.

No, you want to do it.

Tips are small, it's true, but my mother
bore three kids.

And no miscarriages.

Let's see, Zachary.

What's the matter?

Did you forget to put on your under
-roof?

Listen, you're pretty.

Gorgeous, even.

But this whole situation is just
freaking me out.

Listen, it has to be this way.

I'll be disowned if you don't want me.

No secrets, Ivy.

There are no secrets in this family.

My mom had a rough life.

And she wants me to have an easy life.
But this is fucking weird.

Maybe I'm better off... Don't say that.
I like you, and

I think you like me.

At least a little bit.

Let's see where this goes.

I mean, our parents have a...

Who really makes it as a Hollywood movie
actress?

Or who even really makes it as a
Hollywood movie writer?

If we fall in love, then maybe our fairy
tale doesn't have to end in tragedy

like Esau and Tristan.

Maybe if we do what our parents say,
then we can pursue our dreams with their

support.

Or...

Or maybe we roll the dice and follow our
dreams and see if we can make it on our

own.

You are hard for me.

Mother wants me to have a baby.

That's what this is all about.

Is that what you want?

Yes.

We don't know each other that well, but
this feels right.

Okay. You win.

Mother, I'll take her into my room if
you go out and run some errands or

something for the afternoon.

Oh, no.

You must think I'm stupid.

I just need to make sure the baby's
yours. That's all.

That's stupid.

Don't you watch Morikovich?

They have tests for that. Do not insult
me in front of your future wife.

Please. Love me. Please.

Sugar. I'll take her into my room and
have sex with her, Mother.

I'm agreeing to this.

Just, you need to give us some privacy.

Oh, you want to compromise?

Oh, I'll tell you about compromise.

I dedicated my fertile years to you.

My life entirely for you and your
happiness.

You are ungrateful, son.

God!

Why can't you just be a little more
normal, mother?

Just... Just play it her way.

I love you.

Everything.

Love and the ability to pursue our
dreams.

Just play it out.

Like one of the actors in your movies,
okay?

I don't want to pretend to be in love
with you.

We should be alone.

And see if we actually can fall in love.

Or if we actually want to have a baby
together.

Bye.

Oh my God.

God.

Oh, my God.

God, yes.

Not privately.

Not until you're married.

If we fall in love then...

Wait, what?

No, I really, wait, what?

It's hard to get hurt.

I mean, it's hard to get, that's what
I'm looking at, a lovely penis.