All language subtitles for Greenleaf - 05x03 - The Third Day.PHOENiX+OATH.English.C

Previously on "Greenleaf"...

Oh, my God! Honey! Why did you do this?!

Your son doesn't want to see you.

But we're his parents.

And he's an adult. Come back tomorrow.

Looks like your parents
had Mrs. Davis killed

and basically stole this house from her.

It's not really proof of anything, is it?

Legally, you're probably right.
But what I would want

if someone tried to use
a will like this against me

is the will that this one superceded.

What these sheep need is a Shepherd.

We need to start a brand new church.

You know, Judee, he's only marrying you

because your father is making him.

He's still in love with me.

Did you send Dante a titty pic?

None of your business.

Girl, it's everybody's business.

- I want us to be a family.
- You can't just talk about

family like it's something that
you pick up on the way home.

Edenveil Lending.

What does it have to do with Bob?

Please tell that reporter
to not contact me again.

Jacob.

Tasha, I need to find Basie.

Basie is dead.

Hey, you.

Black coffee, as requested.

Thank you so much.

What's this about?

Early morning impromptu drop-in.

I have an early flight to Vegas

to look into Edenveil Lending?

Can't call me with a lead like
that and expect me to sit still.

All I could find online last
night were a few old

as referring to the fact
that they refinanced loans.

Yeah, same.

I mean, I know it was pre-Internet,

but it's like someone was
actively trying to make it

look like the whole company
never existed.

Which is why I'm flying there.

There's obviously no offices
there anymore,

but I'm gonna look into
the county records.

I wish I could go with you.

How's A.J. Doing?

Your guess is as good as mine.

And the three-day hold ends...

- Tomorrow.
- Okay.

I have no idea what a state of mind is

or what he wants to do if he gets out.

I'm sorry you and Noah
are dealing with this.

I'm glad he's okay.

Meanwhile, free trip to Vegas. Hey!

I bought my own ticket myself, actually.

I got fired last night.

You got fi... Why?

My editor called me late last night

and killed the whole H&H story.

Did he happen to say why?

Well, he said

he was doing it 'cause he wants
me to cover state politics.

But I said Bob Whitmore is
going to be running for senate,

don't you think we should
find out why H&H is moving here?

- Right.
- Or why he's taking over Calvary.

He fired me.

So Bob Whitmore killed the story.

It sure seems that way.

I am so sorry.

Wish me luck.

Of course.

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Hey, what...

What time is it?

Late. I'm going to work.

You remember what work is?

Is what grown-ups do to earn money

to take care of their kids.

I-I get your point. Look, but can you...

I haven't made my point yet.

After school,

I'm having a meeting
with your boy, Dante,

which will run late because
it's with your boy, Dante.

- So his late ass is my fault?
- And now here is my point.

You need to pick up Winkie after chess.

And this is why I am getting
primary custody... that look.

You can't take
one hour with your son, not one?

I never said I wouldn't do it.
I never said I wouldn't do it.

- You never said you would.
- Oh, my God. I'll do it.

Just go. Go!

And, Kerissa, if this is how
it's gonna be, really,

just go and move out.

As soon as I know my kids

and I are properly taken care of, I will.

Living hope fellowship?

Mm. There's one in Bend, Oregon,

and it appears that they own
their own web address, so no.

Cornerstone Community Church.

James, there is one right down the road.

You have been there. In Amanca.

When?

You have got to stop this brown
liquor at bedtime thing.

When have we been to Cornerstone?

That Sunday that we took Zora.

We took her to pick apples.

You know, the place with
the cider and the corn maze.

- Remember?
- We got lost.

You got lost. I got us out.

Thank you, Moses.

Are you quitting already?

No, we'll get back to naming
our church later,

but I have far more pressing
things on my to-do list.

Well, I have mine, too.

I want you to get a physical.

I am fit as a racehorse.

Yes. And racehorses die every day.

And you had a heart attack in the pulpit.

I don't ever want to experience
anything like that again.

Charity, come sit with me
for a moment here.

Daddy, I got to get to work.

Sit like your father asked you to.

I am not going to the doctor.

What did I do now?

It's more like what you could do.

I'm not singing at your church, Daddy.

Fine.

Then go, then. Go to work.

Hey, Mae, just a second here.

Yeah, no, go on and debase yourself

at that husk of a church.

Dance in attendance on that greasy negro

and that wrinkled-up
white asparagus of a woman.

That's enough, Mae!

Only God talks to me like that, James.

And you will be having a physical soon.

We will make you associate Pastor.

Daddy, I'm already associate Pastor.

Mm-hmm. At a church that is,

for all intents and purposes,

a tailor-made torture device.

Charity, do you not see that
it's just a matter of time

before these two people have you
rockin' their little

cinnamon milk babies
to sleep like a mammy.

Does it ever occur to you
that I have a plan?

That I am well aware
how hard the road ahead is,

but I intend to walk it and prevail?

Does it occur to me?

No.

The answer is thank you, but no.

You know, she's not
that different from you.

- Ah!
- You know that, don't you?

Karine got you an appointment on Monday.

- What?
- Dr. Adams, 8:00 A.M.

I need this?

You're a little too fancy

for crump boulevard, don't you think?

Well, I got nothing black and casual,

and black is all I wear now.

- Oh, since Basie.
- Yeah, since Basie died.

Wow, after all these years
of feeling like one,

I'm actually a widow now.

And it just so happens
that I'm fine and black.

Well, you'll get no argument from me.

Does a Tara know we're coming?

Yeah. You know, she was very curious

as to what a Greenleaf wants with her.

Well, you didn't tell her, did you?

I just said that you had
some questions about her Daddy.

We've never really been that close.

I mean, does she really think
Bishop killed her father?

I mean, I've never heard her say so.

I guess we're about to find out.

Okay, so I reported all of the accounts

that were sharing
the pictures on snapchat,

and nothing's coming up
when I search for them,

so looks like you're good.

- Thanks for your help.
- Mm-hmm.

- Are these Nikki's?
- Mostly, why?

Uh, stop. "Mostly" means so are mine.

Can you stop? Sophia?

Let's go.

Yo, what the hell are
you doing with my stuff?

- What the hell?
- I'm dumping it in the trash

- where it and you belong.
- Come stop me.

Zee, how many times
I gotta tell you to leave

wild animals chained up
in the yard where they belong.

This is civilization.

You posted those pictures
of me off Dante's phone.

Real civilized.

Mm. I don't know what
you're talking about.

And if you had any sense
you wouldn't have left

your face in the pics to begin with.

Looking like amateur hotels.

- Okay, stop. Stop.
- No, let her come. That's okay.

I've been waiting for this.

You're an ugly person,
and the nine pounds

of makeup you wear on the dinner plate

will never hide that.

Honey, you're just mad
because you got got.

- Nice breath.
- Yeah. You like that?

I actually put something in it

before I came over just so you know

exactly what you'll never taste again.

- You're disgusting.
- At least I can have babies.

Aah!

Okay, you guys, stop.

No! Stop! Okay, Nikki,
you need to get out!

Stop! Get out!

She's shown her ass to you 82 times,

and I'm the one that has to leave.

You fake as hell right now.

- Okay, all right.
- Get the hell out of my face.

All right. Stop!

- You better hose her.
- Get out. Get out.

- Hose her.
- Get out! Get out.

And don't come back.

I swear I didn't say anything.

Whatever.

Noah!

Oh, how we have missed you.

You've got to give me a hug.

Oh.

Hello, son.

Hey.

How'd it go at the hospital?

Same old, same old. Nothing.

Well, maybe next time,
you let me come along?

I don't know if it would help,
but, yeah, maybe.

Goodness. Now, are you
becoming more handsome

with every passing year?

Grace, don't you think so?

Mama.

What... what do you think?

You know, mom, I wasn't
foremost in my thoughts

- given the circumstances.
- Of course not.

But look at him. He's like a movie star.

How is your mother taking all this?

Great, actually.

She just wants to meet her grandson.

Well, that's good.

It is so helpful when people remain open

to the unfolding of life. Good for her.

Grace, won't you join us?

Well...

Charity.

Hey.

What can I do for you, Pastor?

Well, Sunday's coming.

It's the last day in this building,

but the first day for us.

And Judee and I want the first
voice anyone hears to be yours.

You two want me to preach?

No. We... we want you to do the welcome.

- Oh.
- Just to get the ball rolling.

Well, it feels like Judee
should do the welcome.

She is going to be first lady after all.

I'm a preacher.

And you will preach, Charity.

When?

Because I got the runaround
from my family

for a year on this,
and I won't have it again.

Soon. You will preach very soon.

How about next Sunday?

Maybe in the conversation, sure.

With who, Jesus?

Because I know he's going to tell you,

"yes. It's about time
you let that woman speak."

I mean, I have to run it by Bob.

Oh, so, not next week then?

I said I would try to make it happen.

Okay.

What else?

Judee needs help with the music.

Yeah. You're telling me.

Will you help her?

Just until we find
a replacement for Carlton.

All right.

But only because, when it is
my time to preach,

I want there to be someone to preach to.

Start messing with our music, and we out.

Thank you.

You need to get your rage in check.

If your boobs were posted
all over the Internet,

you'll be full of rage, too.

- Don't go taking her side.
- I'm not.

I'm just saying you've been
like this for a while now.

- Like how?
- Like this. Angry. Different.

Well, how am I supposed to be.

Enlighten me.

Well, I don't know. Productive.

Write an emo song,
train for the marathon.

You're good at running.
Find out how to make jambalaya.

You need to figure out whatever it is,

and don't make it fight club,

'cause you don't got the hand strength.

How long will you be staying?

For the foreseeable future.

Mm. And your mother
has enough room for you?

For a while, but I'll get a place.

Well, when Zora goes off to college,

you know your old cabin is
going to come available.

Mama, just slow down.

A.J. Is going to be living here,

and Noah is his father, so I was just...

We don't know where A.J. Is gonna be.

Does that boy know that you came
all this way to see him?

I would have to think that would be nice.

He knows Noah is here, mama.

What is the matter with you?

Nothing, except you're acting
like I somehow mean

less to him than Noah.

I don't know who means what to anyone.

But it is foolish to ignore the fact

that one of you gave them away

and the other
didn't even know he existed.

And I am sure that that is in his mind

when he's considering where he stands.

So whatever helps you connect
with him as a team,

you have to take full advantage of it.

Of course. You are right.

Excuse me.

If you two will excuse me.

What?! I don't...

Well, I just meant it
was good you were here.

Gigi?

I'll be fine. I just need a second.

Don't you walk away from me

when I'm speaking to you. Turn around.

What?

Your mother was out of line.

You think?

But I'm not sure that she was
wrong for pulling Noah

in a little closer in on this
than you seem to want to.

He is the boy's father, after all.

And you three are...
Are going to be a family.

I'm not marrying Noah.

Oh, no one said you had to.

But that doesn't change the fact

that you will be a family,
and you'll need to be

if you're gonna bring
that boy back on track.

To whatever degree that your mother and I

were not on the same page
when it came to Faith,

it cost her.

It cost us.

And I can't help but thinking that

that's half of what's driving her

to be her nasty self in there.

It's your mother.

Okay?

I'll be in in a second.

So how do you know Basie was dead?

Police called me from Laredo,

said they found his body
at some roadside motel,

and what about Rochelle?

No one knows where she's at.

I assume she made it to Mexico.

You know, people like her always
make it to where they're going.

Guess she'll be making it to hell, too.

Always seemed
that's where she was headed.

If you wanted to know
if Bishop had something to do

with the death of Basie's
father, why not ask him?

'Cause I would never bring this to him

without getting all the facts.

You don't need this static,

especially if it's just
a misunderstanding.

God always promised the day would come.

I didn't believe him.

What is that?

Come on in.

So it looks like you're doing some really

incredible work here.
I mean, hard godly work.

Well, it's not exactly
the million-dollar ministry

your family's going in for.

Well, hey, I've been
trying to get my family

off that train for years.

Trust me, this... this
is the ministry I understand.

See, I told you. He's a good one.

So what do you want, Pastor?

Uh, look, this is hard to say.

Well, the truth can be hard to say,

but it usually gets better
as you go along.

All right. Rochelle and Basie

seem to believe that my father
killed your father.

Yeah, that's accurate.

So you think that way, too?

I do.

Yeah, but unlike my sister
and half-brother,

I don't try to beat God at his game.

"Vengeance is mine," sayeth the Lord.

Not mine.

That's what I meant when I said

that God promised me this day would come,

the day that a Greenleaf

would be moved by God
to make things right.

But how can you be so sure
it was my father?

Well, Basie always said
that Daddy got a call

the night he died.

That Bishop told him to come
down to the church right away,

and he did.

I mean, how did he know
was Bishop, though.

It could have been Mac.

Did Basie personally answer the phone?

I don't know.

And now he's dead, so...

All right. Um...

Your dad...

Can you tell me about
this relationship between him

and this Loretta Davis?

Wait, what's this all about?

Now, I'm not comfortable
asking any more questions

until I know what's going on.

I've got to get some ducks in a row

before I can fully explain.

Can I just promise
to get back to you soon?

Well, you know where to find me.

Thanks for your time.

Mm-hmm.

Hello?

So Harold's willing to come on
as building manager,

but he wants to know what health
plan you're offering.

For now, eternal life.

Well, you tell Harold
that we will be taking care

of that very soon,

and he and vienne have nothing
to worry about.

Yeah.

Have we heard back from Carlton?

Yeah. He took a job teaching at
that new girl's school in Nonconnah,

but he said he's praying for y'all.

- Mm-hmm.
- And he wishes us the best.

Well, thank you.

But if you won't do
anything to help, be quiet.

Well, we could go back and ask Charity.

That girl is lucky I let her in
the house at the end of the day.

No.

So who are we gonna get to do music?

I could.

I'm not classically trained,

but I can carry a tune and press play,

which, honestly, is all you're gonna need

in a church like that.

Just being honest. It's a bar.

You're hired.

Amen.

I just had a very interesting
visit from Jacob Greenleaf.

Call me back.

Oh. There you go.

Oh, what's this?

My music suggestions
for the next six months.

- Anything else?
- You have time to chat?

About what?

Because between doing my job
and yours, I'm kind of busy.

Oh.

Did Phil not tell you about the welcome?

That we want you to do it?

And what was I supposed to make me do?

Bark like a trained seal?

Oh, I thought it might
make you agreeable at least.

I'm trying my best
to make this work, Charity.

What did you want to chat about?

What did you think about this ring?

- Hmm?
- I know it was his mother's,

but don't you think it's a little stodgy?

I thought it was perfect.

Hmm.

Maybe once I get it sized.

Mm-hmm.

Thanks. Just wanted your two cents.

Well, you know, you can have ten.

Oh?

I know you're trying
to make me quit, Judee,

and it's not going to work.

Have you ever heard
of the tortoise and the hare?

Don't tell me... You're the tortoise.

No, I'm Godzilla.

With the emphasis on God.
And I'm gonna preach and teach

and sing and serve my way
right past you and Phil.

Yeah. I-I know you have
your Daddy, Judee.

But I got my mine.

And my Daddy, he always wins.

So what are you gonna do for work?

I don't know. What about you?

That is a very good question.

I got to get some clarity
about this situation first.

Baby, what are you doing here?

A.J. Called, he wants to talk to me.

- Please don't be mad.
- I'm not mad. I'm...

Sophia Greenleaf for A.J. Delajae.

Hey, you.

Hey, finally, a friendly face.

If you cry, am I have them kick you out

and taser your ass.

I brought you your sweatshirt.

Thanks.

And that's for the music, too.

Yeah, no worries.

Can I give you a hug?

You take a shower today?

Yeah.

Then, yeah, I guess you can have one.

So, why am I the lucky contestant

on the "who gets to see A.J. Show"?

Because unless they start
electroshock tomorrow

or move me somewhere, I'm... I'm leaving,

and I want to say good-bye to my sister.

You're...

You're not saying good-bye, A.J.,

not without telling me why.

Why did you try to kill yourself?

- Charity.
- Hmm?

Judee said you were incredibly helpful.

Thanks for doing that.

I'm here to serve.

Hey.

You are not allowed to do that anymore.

I'm sorry, just...

What?

My son is waiting for me.

What?

I hope one day we can just
talk like we used to.

That's all.

Well, he performs wonders
that cannot be fathomed,

miracles that cannot be counted,

but, yeah, I don't see that happening.

Not like we used to.

Thanks for hooking me up with Tara.

Yeah, of course.

I... I hope you got everything
that you needed.

Well, I got enough to, you know,

ask Bishop the right questions.

So we'll see what he says.

Do you want to come in?

I got to pick up Winkie.

Well, it was nice seeing you anyways.

Yes.

It's always nice to see you, too.

- Tasha...
- did you really like me?

Huh?

I mean, I know we had our little thing,

and I... I just didn't know.

Did you really like me
or was it just something...

No. I...

I really liked you.

You know, it's just...

Look, once Kerissa and I
are done with this divorce,

maybe we can get
to know each other again.

You're getting divorced?

We'll talk.

Okay.

Wait, um...

Let's do it right this time.

You're such a good man, Jacob Greenleaf.

I'm trying.

Okay.

Boy, Charity was on fire today.

Yeah. How so?

Oh, you know, basically just going on

about how she's going
to preach us both out of a job.

I think it's great, actually,
that she's driven.

Better than some lonely heart

who hides in her office and cries.

- Judee.
- I'm excited to hear a preach.

Today she called herself Godzilla,

and I thought, ooh, it's creative.

Judee, can we just pray? I'm hungry.

Oh, sure.

Sorry.

Mm.

Ah.

You or me?

You.

Coming right up.

Mm.

Dear heavenly father,
thank you for the sustenance.

For our stomachs and our spirits.

Thank you for our love.

Mm-hmm.

Okay. Okay.

Well, no. He hasn't even...
He doesn't have a job yet.

He hasn't even been looking for one.

Let me, um... I'm gonna
have to call you back.

Why don't you go set up your board now.

You can show mommy
that killer combination, okay?

Got your lawyer, I assume?

Yes, it was, actually.

Okay. Well, go ahead and call her back.

Let her know the deal's off,

'cause I definitely want shared custody.

And your father in jail?

You know what?

He either belongs there or he doesn't.

Either way, I'm about to find out.

What does that even mean?

Wh... Jacob.

A.J., none of what
you're saying makes any sense.

Why do you have to leave?

I told you with, what I've been through,

I-I can't be with people.

I can't be in a family. I can't.

What happened?

Something there's no fixing.

Dude...

I lost my ovaries for,
like, no reason at all.

I'll never have kids.

We all have shit that we're dealing with.

Sorry, your shit's got nothing on mine.

Did it ever occur to you
that telling someone

your deep, dark secret
might make it better?

Don't say it like that.

- Like how?
- Like it's so dramatic.

Well, how am I supposed to say
it when that's how you act?

You called me. You say I'm your sister.

You want a family. Well, I'm here.

And if you send me away

one more time with some heroic bullshit,

like you can't handle saying
good-bye or keep it all in,

then...

I'm through with you.

I meant what I said.

I'll say good-bye. I'll let you go.

I'll tell mom to stay out of it.

Whatever you want,
but not without an answer.

Please.

Oof.

- Pa.
- Hey.

Where you been all day?

I've gotten so used
to seeing you around the house.

Feels empty without you.

Had to take care of a few things.

You are some kind of plan or something?

No, no.

Your mother's making me
get a physical Monday.

Listen, this machine,
it takes your pulse for you.

Trying to keep the surprises
to a minimum.

- How can I help?
- Look, can you stop a second?

Gladly.

Oof.

You know, there's a reason
they call it exercise.

Why's that?

Because it isn't any fun.

Hoo.

So what's on your mind?

This isn't an easy question
to ask you, pop.

All right? And I need you
to tell me the truth.

Whatever it is, I need to know the truth.

All right. Go ahead.

Did you call Darryl James
the night he died

and... and tell him
to come to the church?

Why are you asking me this?

Did you make the call or not, pop?!

No.

Are you sure? You're positive?

I'm positive. What?

What the hell are you
asking me this question?

Are you aware that Mrs. Davis

originally left this house
to Darryl James?

She left it to me and your mother.

I have the will right inside.
I'll get it right now.

Pop, I've seen that will.
All right, it's okay.

But there's another will,
one that came before that.

And in that will, pop,

it says that the house
is left to Darryl James.

Well, this is the first
I'm hearing about it.

Really?

What is going on here, Jacob?

Pop, It is complicated.

- It's complicated?!
- Yes, pop, it's complicated.

Come in.

Hey, little man.

Please don't ask me about my day, mama.

It was as bad as you think.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

You know, I take no pleasure
in your misfortune, Charity.

Well, neither do I, for the record.

Look what the Lord led me to today.

Is that my old choir hymnal?

Mm-hmm.

I opened it today

while I was searching
for a name for this church

we're trying to launch.

Look. Look inside the front cover.

Oh!

You wanted to preach even back then.

Singing was never my dream.

Well, you know, maybe you
were on the right track.

Who knows?

But, Charity, just don't...

Don't what?

Well, I was gonna say,
don't make a fool of yourself,

but I have just wasted
the whole day of the little life

I have left trying to name
a church and failing miserably.

Hmm.

No, I guess we're all fools a little,

to think we could play
a role in the thing

that God could do
just as well on his own.

Why not call it eternal faith?

Excuse me?

Eternal Faith Fellowship.

Now that...

That is a good idea.

Well, we have accepted
Karine's generous proposal

to handle the music.

- So that's taken care of.
- Mm.

But the associate Pastor offer stands.

If it ever fits.

Reverend.

Hmm.

I'll let you know, mama.

Good.

Grace, sit down for a second, at least.

You're gonna make yourself crazy.

I'm already crazy.

But you're driving me crazy.

You know, my son is in there.

Grace, he's our son.

Sit down, please.

I just can't. I just...

Honey, what's wrong? What happened?

He wants to talk to you.

Go.

Sophia said you wanted to see me?

I'm going to tell you something.

And after I say it,
I don't want to talk about it.

I'm sick of being treated like a puzzle

everyone's trying to figure out.

Whatever you say.

I was raped in prison.

And one of the bitches who did it...

Gave me H.I.V.

That's my life.

That's the situation, okay?