All language subtitles for Beyond the Gates s02e97.eng

Vernon Dupree,
what have you done?

Just a few appetizers to help

kick off our night.

- This is too much.
- Oh, not nearly enough.

But if you prefer,
I can take it all back.

Don't you dare.

I want you
to remember this night

for lots of reasons.

You are so smooth.

But I didn't get you anything.

Well, a-a goddess just

floated down those stairs

and chose me all over again.

That's my gift.

- You are exquisite.
- Mm.

Think of tonight as your
getting back on the horse.

Mm.

- Giddyup.
- Mm.

- And for your remount...
- Mm.

I contacted your stylist

and, uh, got her to pull
a few new pieces.

She certainly knows
how to dress me,

but undressing me has been
your special skill.

Ooh... [chuckles softly]

And I-I picked up
everything else myself.

Well, you have never
gone wrong with a jewelry box.

Lastly...

I stopped by
your favorite lingerie shop.

Mine...

- or yours?
- Mm.

French lingerie
just makes me feel like

the most beautiful,
desirable woman in the world.

Something about that silk
against my skin.

And the lace.

I think we kept that shop
in business.

Mm-hmm. Speaking of which...

let's get to it.

Oh, yes, please.

?
Let me show you ?

?
What it's like to be you ?

Oh!

Kat, we didn't hear you walk in.

Um, I wish I hadn't.

I can't tell you how much.

I have a thing. I got to go.

You two, um...

proceed.

But not now. Just-just

give me a second, please.

Just forget I was ever here.
I know I will.

Thank you. I mean,
I love you. Okay.

Bye.

[laughing]

Vanessa. I was gonna call you.

To what would I have owed
that pleasure, Congressman?

You lending our family
your firstborn.

Smitty and I couldn't have asked
for a better gentleman

or friend to escort Samantha
to the cotillion.

Donnell was happy
to be on her arm.

And congrats again.
I was so thrilled

she beat out that little
Belleclaire for Platinum Deb.

Samantha must've been
floating on air all night.

She was.

We all were,

until we learned
what was happening

while we were celebrating.

I still can't believe it.

[door opens]

Hi.

[door closes]

How are things at the station?

- [keys clatter]
- Hectic.

I wish I could've came home
with you after the service.

I know, baby.

But please tell me
you're in for the night.

Yeah, but there's
still so much to do.

But it'll still be there
in the morning.

All that matters right now
is that you're home.

So I can do this.

? ?

You know, I miss fun Bill.

What do you want, Joey?

I may need to retain
your services.

Mm.

Well, what's the charge?

Well, with your help,
there won't be any.

Our favorite police chief
is throwing shade my way.

That business
with the Red Market ring.

BILL:
Hmm.

I think you'd be insulted

if he wasn't looking at you.

I'd be pacing a cell

if he had anything
to tie me to it.

Elon's overcorrecting
because his son almost wound up

in a body bag.

And my daughter came this close
to being a widow.

See?

Emotions are running high
all around.

What do you think, Joey? Hmm?

We all just take
what almost happened lying down?

Hey, Hay-Hay.

Girl.

It's been a long time.

- Not long enough.
- [Leslie chuckles]

So, did you say goodbye
to that little friend of yours?

Which one?

Aw, pretending
like you have more.

Oh, that little cute girl
that you were hanging out with

at the Bowman when you and Bill
last stayed there?

- Ah.
- Or was your friendship

as temporary as your, uh, stay?

Lynette left town.

And, listen, before you apply
for the vacancy,

let's just skip ahead
to you being offended

when I say "no" again.

And, you know, we can just
move this right along.

Buh-bye. Be free.

Or we can just get a mani-pedi

and start this
beautiful friendship.

Game recognizes game.

I see you, Hayley, child.

Striving.

You've got layers
beneath those lashes.

We are not the same.

LESLIE:
Mm.

You're playing the long game,

doing the most to get
to where you need to be.

Just like me.

I'm not playing at anything.

You just haven't
gotten caught yet.

You know, you're not
the only one who can recognize.

This little
stream of crazy consciousness

is not all real, now, is it?

Hold up.

Did you just call me crazy?

Like a fox.

You just throw it all
against the wall,

see what sticks,

who you can get a rise out of.

You know, you tried it
with me more than once,

but why would I bite
when you tell me

that my marriage has no chance
in hell of succeeding?

You're still
in the return policy window,

and he could just send you right
back to the trophy wife store

without as much
as a ding to his heart

or a ding to his bank account.

You know,

maybe if you had
a man of your own,

he'd be in your business and
you wouldn't be all up in mine.

Oh, but I do.
Thank you very much.

Okay. Where do I send
my condolences?

Ooh, cute. Actually,
you send your congrats...

to Marcel Malone.

- Wait, the cop?
- Oh,

that detective is not defective.

So, tell me, tiny little dancer,

what's it like
having big bad Bill

swinging you all around?

Oh, no, better yet,
let me guess.

I bet you close your eyes
real tight,

and then you dream of the day

that you can cash out.

Am I right?

Or am I right?

Would you like a drink, Bill?

Maybe steady that hand.

There's nothing wrong
with my damn hand.

You're just pissing me off.

I've angered many a man,
but never got that result.

Your concern would mean more
if I didn't know

that you just wanted to make
sure I'm around to defend you.

Both things can be true,
my friend.

I don't need my name
associated with

the felling of an ex-fireman
who worked at my clinic.

You know, Joey, why are you
so bothered about something

that hasn't happened yet?

Making preemptive moves just
shines a brighter light on you.

Elon can get wise,
but his kid's a Boy Scout.

I'd hate for the younger
Hawthorne to find out

that the ties
between me and the Duprees

are deeper and...

much more unseemly
than he ever imagined.

That threat works both ways.

I just want you
to get the Hawthornes

to cease and desist,

which I'm sure
you'll make happen

once this problem lands
in your capable...

steady hands.

Derek's memorial was
intimate and powerful.

Just a few friends. I was
honored to say a few words.

Derek was doing such
a wonderful job with the clinic.

Doug's clinic.

I can't make sense of it.

Losing this good young man
so soon on the heels of Doug.

It's a reminder that we can't
take a moment for granted.

We must hold space
for the people we love.

Because you just never know.

NAOMI:
Oh...

This isn't how I imagined
your homecoming.

Me, either.

But you?

You were so brave, Naomi.

You held me up and reminded me
why I was doing all of this.

You were proof that there
was still good and beauty

in the world when I was
surrounded by so much ugliness.

Okay, stop. Stop.

Please, just stop
and don't say another word.

I am very happy to be

out of the house
and here with you.

Mmm. Scotch.

What's going on?

Yeah. I'm trying to wipe
an image out of my head.

Nope, still there. Bartender.

What happened?

The Grands.

I walked in on them
while they were about to

you know what.

What?

No. Stop. Please shut up.

But... Wait, tell me more.

Yeah, they were still clothed,
but they were

definitely on their way to...

Mm-mm. Mm-mm.

Happy town.

And then I crashed.

Awkward.

Understatement.

But also, aw,

they still have
the fire for each other

after all these years.

Yeah,
and they could've burned it

upstairs in their bedroom.

Well, when we Duprees
got to have it...

Okay, don't hate.

You better be glad you didn't
walk in ten minutes later,

because then...

I need all of my imagination

for when I have breakfast
with them tomorrow.

[sighs]

Breakfast tomorrow, we'll...

take Kat's suggestion

and act like it
never, ever happened.

Well, that should be a piece
of cake for you, Miss EGOT.

Just tone down
the granddad jokes.

Yeah, that's a good note.

Where were we?

Oh, I believe

we were right...

here.

Oh, not so fast.

What? Don't tell me
that the mood is gone.

Hardly.

No, I got a little
carried away earlier

because you were so...

doggone intoxicating.

But I don't want
to rush tonight.

[sensual music playing]

? ?

I can't let you paint me
as this perfect cop wife.

That's your mom.

I'm not a woman made of steel.

I was just doing
this pale imitation.

Babe, you're 100% real.

Not when I was alone.

I would lay in our bed at night

missing you

and being so scared for you.

I pride myself
on being meticulous

with attorney-client
confidentiality,

but when it came to you,
I made a dozen little missteps

that could've given you away.

My God, what if I had said
something in front of Lia?

- But you didn't.
- But I could have.

Meanwhile, you kept your cool
under real pressure, like...

Because I'm trained for it,

and I was dealing
with strangers.

But you had plenty Duprees
keeping a close watch.

I just hate that
you had to lie to 'em.

Yeah.

But knowing also...

kept me sane.

And that burner phone
you gave me,

with your voice
on the other end of it,

was my lifeline.

And our time in that motel room.

Same, baby.

So I guess we can get rid
of that damn phone.

As a matter of fact, we can
break it into a million pieces.

- I'll go get the toolbox.
- No, no, no, no.

No, this...

this night is not about me.

I want it to be.

I was out there being the job,

but you are my purpose.

So, whatever you want,

me getting it for you
is why I'm here.

Well, then,
if that's the case...

I'll tell you
exactly what I need.

Can you do something for me?

Can you be extra vocal?

Are you suggesting dirty talk?

Just tell me...

when it feels right

and when it doesn't.

Every moment.

Are you worried about my port?

Oh, honey, that port

helped save your life.

I just might kiss it.

No, I just...

I just want everything
to be wonderful for you tonight.

Well, you know,
I'm good at giving directions.

And I'm good at taking them.

? ?

- MARTIN: Granddad, you here?
- Oh.

Got a call about the fundraiser.

Whoa. Uh, I'm sorry.

Um, I didn't know
you were getting busy.

I-I meant to say occupied.

Gran, I just stopped by
to see how you were doing.

But now that I see...
not that I was looking.

Um, it seems like
you're doing well.

Very.

Sweetheart,

I'm gonna head upstairs,
and, uh,

I'll be waiting for you
when you finish.

You're not going anywhere.

No. However, my grandson,

now, he was just leaving.

- MARTIN: Uh...
- Weren't you, son?

My Grands did teach me
how to take a hint.

Your first thought
is always taking care of me.

And now you can.

By telling me
how you really are.

Really.

I'm all right. Um...

You can say that to everyone
else, but not to me, please.

I'm supposed to be the place
where you can come clean.

I mean, you spent all this time
being Rashad.

Well, it's time to put
your cover behind you,

along with that phone.

- And that damn hoodie.
- Yeah.

You did what you set out
to do, Jacob.

You busted the ring open.

And because of you,
the DMV's blood supply is safe,

along with the people
the ring was preying upon.

Not everyone is.

You say that like
I'm supposed to be proud.

Well, there's no pride.

There's no sense
of accomplishment.

There's just me
stuck in those last moments

when my best friend
was still alive.

How was the memorial?

Heartbreaking,

but the tributes were
so touching.

Derek was loved.

Few people lay
their lives down like that.

Yeah.

Sitting there,
I couldn't help thinking

of all his potential
that will go unrealized.

He was a helper, and...

he had so much more to do.

I... I've decided
that I'm going to expand

our clinic's
internship program and

add a scholarship
in Derek's name.

That's generous and fitting.

But it's not much comfort,
is it?

You're feeling the abyss.

That's not all you're sensing.

Jacob said something
that's got me a bit shook.

About?

You.

I do miss having a sister on tap

to let my silk press down with.

You know, I respect you
keeping it 100

after winning
the inheritance game,

but, sis...

that ain't gonna happen.

- We'll see.
- Wait, what the hell?

Oh, I just shared
my info with you

in case you

are ever in need of a favor.

Why would I need
anything from you?

I am Bill Hamilton's wife.

Girl, please.

All you got is a prenup
and a ring on your finger.

I am Articulette by birth,

and I'm the business partner
of Joey Armstrong.

Okay, and why would I need
anything from him?

Oh, who knows?

Maybe you may actually need
somebody dead someday.

Oh, hey, Bill.

He's gone.

Since when can a very grown man

not make love
to his beautiful wife

in their own home

without interruption?

Is the universe
laughing right now?

Oh, you know you love every
second with our glorious family.

That reminds me, I need to make
a plan for family night.

Oh, shush your mouth, woman.

Hey.

Unless you've got some
sweet nothings to whisper.

We're losing the mood.

Are we?

And now, it's back.

I say we lock the door,

go upstairs,

and you can press
my reset button.

I got an even better idea.

Uh-oh.
Dupree cousins in the house.

[exhales]

Martin?

I was just at the Grands',
and you won't believe

what I almost walked in on.

Oh, I can.

I did the same thing.

Got the hell out and
came here for several drinks.

You, too? I can't unsee it.

It's not a misery contest.

They were going at it
like two kids on prom night,

or a deb and her escort

- making out at cotillion.
- MARTIN: Ugh.

You have no idea.

It's been a very busy week
for this family.

- What can I get you,
Congressman? - Scotch.

Trust me, it helps.

Make it a double.

Not today, Satan.

Find another table or
find another establishment, now.

You can't kick me out
of my own club.

Leslie, let's not make a scene.

Right.

You don't get to tell me

where to go ever again.

I am not scared of you.

But I am gonna give
your wife the nod.

Listen, I really don't care
who you give the credit to,

as long as
you're out of my face.

Ooh.

I would definitely say
the same thing about you.

Ugh.

Damn that woman.

Baby, don't let that bad
business ruin our night, okay?

Yeah, it was already ruined
before I came here.

Well, I wish Jacob's questions

could've waited
until after today.

What did he say?

He gave me this pitying look

and asked me if I was there
asking on your behalf.

Like you were
pulling my strings.

I thought he was going that way.

I can take the heat,

but the thought
of you taking any or...

thinking I had something
to do with this...

I thought we put any questions
of my involvement to rest.

Unless Jacob's suspicions
are contagious?

I trust what you told me.

You had nothing to do
with that warehouse, but...

there's more.

Jacob asked me to pass on
a message to you.

And what was that?

Something along the lines of,

"Tell Joey I won't stop

"until I get every single
man or woman

responsible for Derek's death."

He thinks you're the Impaler.

Message received.

He's knocking on the wrong door.

Look, I know it's a big ask.

Me not being able
to tell you everything I know

and expecting you
to just believe me.

I appreciate you took that leap.

Now I'm less concerned
about Jacob

and more concerned about you.

Uh, what's in that gym bag
has nothing to do

with working out, but...

it has to be dealt with tonight.

Not our baby boy.

I mean, I knew there
would be sneaking off

and making out at cotillion,

but when I found out
they ditched,

that's next-level.

I bet little Romeo's tux
was half off

before they even got
out the parking lot.

- Ugh. It's not funny.
- Okay, well, you got to admit

it's pretty baller.

Tyrell taking
the girl that he loves

away for a tryst after a ball.

Oh, you were less
than thrilled when Samantha

almost gave up her V-card.

Ugh, thank goodness she dodged
that waste of space Nathan.

I don't want to even think
about that awful kid.

I'm just glad that Tyrell
is with someone

who's a good person.

The kids are growing up,
and there's no stopping it.

Smitty and I just have
to adult our way

through this new reality.

I mean, yeah, you would've
liked him to wait longer,

but this was
the kind of first time

you and Smitty preached about.

And when he's off to Banneker,

you've armed him with
all the tools to be a good man,

just like both his dads.

That makes me feel
a little better.

Where is Smitty tonight?
Can we get him down here?

Let's call him.

Uh, he's wrapping up
maybe his biggest story yet.

Ooh, is it top secret?

It was until the other night.

Smitty was the first person
to tip Jacob off

about the Red Market ring.

They've been working together
ever since.

I know that the circumstances
are different, but, um,

all this fresh grief
has made me realize

I'm still carrying
my own for Doug.

- That's only natural.
- I have to start owning it.

Which brings us back
to the gym bag.

I cleaned out
Doug's locker at the club.

It hit me really hard.

What was in the locker?

Toiletries.

Cologne.

His favorite pair of Jordans.
He always kept them pristine.

A couple tracksuits.

[choking up]: That man could
fold like nobody else.

And then, there was this, um...

tiny, platinum
four-leaf clover keychain

that he swore
up and down was lucky.

He always had it
in his pocket when he played.

He thought it gave him an edge.

I know it's just a keychain
and a locker, but...

I was a mess.

- It's done now.
- No, I-I have...

I can't lose momentum.

- Then...
- It's not quite done.

I-I have more to do
in the attic and, uh,

other areas of the house
that were Doug's domain.

Well, there's no rule that says
you have to do that now.

I can't stop now.

Well, then let me help.

I'll let you know
if it gets to be too much,

but, uh, right now,
I need to do this on my own.

For Doug.

NAOMI:
Baby.

Will you talk to me?

It's on a loop in my head.

My best friend taking
a bullet for me...

over and over.

I had my gun on Ren.

I was dialed in.

I had him.

I was finally about to cuff
that sadistic thug

who got off on hurting people.

It was over.

And then,
when I heard that shot,

I knew.

I knew that was it for me.

I saw your face.

And then I thought about Mom
and Pops and Luke and Izaiah.

I just knew I was
about to meet my fate.

And before I could even react,
Derek was right there,

taking the bullet for me,
saving my life.

Oh, baby.

When I was manning that door,
getting ready

for the cavalry to rush in,

it was Derek who I let in.

What if I didn't?

Telling him to hide...
What was I thinking?

From what you told me...

it didn't seem like
there was time. It was chaos.

I should've found a way.

Baby, you couldn't have known
that he was gonna be there.

A good cop reacts
in every moment,

handles every variable.

You can't control it, Jacob.

My best friend died
because of me.

That's not true.

Ask his father.

He said it plain,
and he was right.

Jacob, you can't do this
to yourself.

We both know
that I was the one that was

supposed to get shot that night.

So Derek's death falls on me.

Remember when
we saw Jacob and Smitty

at the club
acting all sus months ago?

Was that this?

Damn, you are a vault.

And I didn't know.
You know, Smitty is devout

about keeping his sources quiet.

I knew the big story
had some risk, but

I had no idea the level
until it all went down.

CHELSEA:
My sister knew.

I thought she was just
missing Jacob while he was away

for "training," but really,
she was terrified of losing him.

But he's home now,

because of the remarkable
sacrifice Derek made.

Derek was such a sweet guy.

All those barbecues
in Naomi and Jacob's backyard.

It's so unfair. I mean...

how are Jacob
and Naomi holding up?

They're shattered
and still processing.

CHELSEA:
At least they're together now.

The healing can begin.

My heart breaks for Derek's dad.

But he didn't mean what he said.

He was just trying to make sense
of the incomprehensible.

Derek's blood is not
on your hands.

Derek was his own man.

He made his own choices, and...

some of those choices
put him in front of that bullet.

- You can't blame him.
- No, I'm... I'm not.

I swear I'm not.

I'm praising him.

I am thanking him.

Because of your friend...

our friend...

you are still in the world.

Derek was a first responder
like you.

That is why he saved you.

He loved you, Jacob,
like a brother.

And I know if
the situation was reversed,

you would've done
the same thing.

Yes, I would have.

But it still
shouldn't have even...

And if Derek

were here to talk to you, he'd
tell you to stop right there.

Then, he'd probably try
to get you to laugh about it.

Yeah, maybe.

But it still
doesn't change the fact

that I'm here and he's not.

I don't think I'll ever
be able to accept the fact

that I won't be able
to get a beer with him again

or check out a game or
lift weights, go to the gym.

He was just starting to get
his life back together

after all that Ashley mess.

But now, he'll never be able
to find his woman.

He'll never be able to live that
or experience that.

He won't be able
to grow old like us.

He's just gone.

- How can he just be gone?
- Mm.

Someone made an offer
on our house the other day.

I didn't realize
you'd put it up for sale.

Unsolicited offers are common
behind the gates.

Well, the real estate agent
in me was tempted,

but the mother in me
had to say no.

Donnell and Deanna deserve
to stay in their childhood home

and-and keep whatever good
memories it holds for them.

And you can't take that away,
given what they've lost.

But they're at school.

And it's just me in that house
with Doug's ghost.

We picked out
every piece of artwork,

every table and sconce.

You know... [sighs]

We have the world's
most uncomfortable chair

in our living room that we kept
because it matches so perfectly.

Doug was the only one
who sat in it. He...

claimed it helped
his back, but...

I know he was...

only using it for me. Uh...

I thought about
redecorating everything

but Doug's study
and the kids' rooms, but...

I can't wallpaper over
what I'm feeling.

So what's the remedy?

What if I'm what's haunted?

Maybe facing, uh,
these bits of our past,

it will help exorcise me
a little.

Well, then,
you just need to let time

and me

take care of the rest.

And you always have
a place to go

when yours becomes
to be too much.

Thank you. Uh...

I won't be shy.

Well, you're many things,
but you're never that.

- [phone buzzing]
- Excuse me.

I'll make us some cocktails.

What's up?

The Impaler wants a meeting.

All right,
we'll discuss this later.

In detail.

Well, I'm not even done pouring.

- All good?
- Oh, yeah.

It was just Randy.
Everything's fine.

It happened again.

My hand had another tremor.

When?

Well, at the office
the other day.

You know,
I thought it was a one-off,

but what if it's like
the lead up to my stroke?

Maybe I should call Madison.

Yeah, we can
go to Garland right now.

What? Wait. No.

We don't have to be dramatic.

[scoffs] Look, I don't want
to take any chances.

I mean, Madison did give you
a clean bill of health

like five minutes ago,
but anything can be something,

and we are not going
to sleep on that.

No, we're not.

Even if there is another
plausible explanation.

- What's that?
- [scoffs]

Babe, listen,

I know how worried
you were about Anita,

and you came this close

to losing your son-in-law.
It's a lot.

Yeah, I know, but, I mean,

Anita's fine
and Jacob's safe now.

Why did my hand still shake
after all the drama's over?

Well, maybe the body doesn't
know the danger has passed.

Your body is holding on
to all that tension.

[sighs]

Yeah, Madison did say
that stress was a factor

when I had my false alarm.

This could be that again.

Yeah. Okay, listen.

Let's just get that hard body
all checked out, okay?

I mean, all those needles and...

- machines are worth it...
- Yeah...

to make sure
you're good to go, babe.

Well, I don't know.
I don't want to volunteer

for another round
of poking and prodding,

just for it
to turn out to be nothing,

you know?

I'd rather see what you offer

in the way of relaxation.

So...

what do you have in mind,
Nurse Hayley?

[chuckles]

Put yourself
in my capable hands.

[Bill chuckles]

[sensual music playing]

Oh...

Vernon, how did you...

I'm motivated.

This takes me back
to when you used to surprise me

when I was on tour.

And you'd transform
my hotel room

into something more like home.

Well, if you couldn't
come home to me,

I had to bring it.

Oh, those were magical nights.

And days.

You mapped out every city

so that I could see
and taste everything

I usually missed.

Museums, restaurants.

Mm.

There are many more
beautiful, uninterrupted days

and nights to come, my love.

- Mm...
- Mm.

ANITA:
Oh, Vernon...

Mother, not everything
is about sex.

That's exactly
what it's about, isn't it?

I think it's time you and I have

an honest conversation.

Sure hope you're being nice
to my daughter,

because I'd hate
to have your husband arrest me

- for beating your ass.
- Try me.

I won't stop until the Impaler

and everybody associated
with him is behind bars.

He clearly thinks you're the man

behind the Red Market ring.

What are we
going to do about it?

Your hand is okay.

- You tell me.
- Don't!

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