All language subtitles for mi7

Previously on This Is Us...

Today's bulletin,

it's kind of going viral.

I'm doing this for William Hill.

Because you all were his family.

"My name's Hai Lang,
and I live in New Orleans.

"I believe I knew your mother, Laurel.

"I was by her side when she died

in May of 2015."

What?

I wish I could show you

the places she lived,

the things she loved.

Hey, what if we were to come out there?

If that's what you could do.

You okay, babe?

You haven't said much
since we got in last night.

I'm just thinking about
the last time we were here.

Mm. Our fifth anniversary.

Oh, we tried absinthe
for the first time.

That was a good night.

Five-hour man.

It was six.

- Don't short-change a brother.
- Oh, okay. My fault.

We were here for... what?

- Five, six days?
- Mm-hmm.

Could've walked right past her
and wouldn't have even known it.

Randall.

Welcome.

It's nice to finally meet you in person.

It's a pleasure.

Thank you for agreeing to this.

And thank you
for testing and quarantining.

- I know it's a lot to ask.
- Not at all.

You remember my wife, Beth?

Your place is beautiful.

It's, uh, actually yours.

Excuse me?

This house,

this land...

it was your mother's.

And now it's yours.

Come in.

I'm gonna need some absinthe tonight.

You must have a million questions.

A million is in the ballpark, yes.

I'll tell you what I know,

from the beginning.

Your mother was a Dubois.

They were the most
distinguished family in town.

I think that was always
a lot of pressure on Laurel.

Oh, stop.

I'll check the guest list,
but I think we should go.

Elizabeth, I said I'd think about it.

I don't want to think
about it right now.

Hilda, my briefcase.

You're going to the bank on Sunday?

It's such a lovely day out,

I thought we might
take a stroll after lunch.

Laurel...

What is it I always say?

You need to start paying
more attention during Mass,

young lady.

Jackson...

"To whomever much is given,

much will be required."

Luke 12:48.

Very good.

Um, Elizabeth, honey.

If I get back before supper,

maybe we'll take that stroll.

Mwah.

You two, mind your mother.

I've got to lay down.

I do not want to hear the television set

until homework is finished, you hear me?

Yes, ma'am.

You can't let Daddy
ruffle your feathers.

Cover for me while I go visit Aunt Mae?

Again?

Well, if you're so worried,
come with me.

Then who would sneak you
back in when you got home?

Ah.

Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.

Mind my peppers.

I forgot, you have eyes
in the back of your head.

No, I just know you.

There are two kinds
of people in this world.

The ones who look before they leap,

and the other ones,
who throw their arms out

and plunge into the void,

not the least bit worried
about what's below.

And you, my darling, are the latter.

How do you know?

'Cause I'm the latter, too.

I was fixin' to go for a swim.

- You want to come? All right.
- Mm-hmm.

Help me get those tomatoes inside.

I know. I know I'm late.

Mama's gonna have a fit. Come on.

Laurel, where have you been?

And don't you even
fix your mouth to tell a lie.

Aunt Mae's.

After I forbade you?

I'm sorry, Daddy.

I will not tolerate a disobedient child.

If you even think about
going over there again,

you will get a lashing
you will not soon forget.

Am I clear?

Yes, sir.

- Ow!
- Sit still.

I'll comb the wild out you
if it's the last thing I do.

Can I hide out in here?

Only if you promise to be quiet.

♪ Why should I be ♪

♪ Discouraged... ♪

Don't you have any Marvin Gaye?

Mahalia Jackson sang for MLK.

She's an American queen.

♪ Why ♪

♪ Should the shadows... ♪

You all right?

Yeah.

Just still don't understand

how Daddy could hate his own sister.

Aunt Mae's his blood.

I could never hate you, Jackson.

Other than Aunt Mae, you're
the only one who understands me.

I don't understand you.

Ow.

All right. You ain't even
holding this right, okay?

Let me show you.

♪ And long... ♪

Laurel hated being away from Aunt Mae.

But she had Jackson.

And when he went to fight in Vietnam,

she said she never felt so alone.

♪ When Jesus ♪

♪ Is ♪

♪ My portion ♪

♪ And my constant friend ♪

♪ Is he ♪

♪ You know his eye ♪

♪ Is on ♪

♪ Little old sparrow ♪

♪ And I know ♪

♪ He cares ♪

♪ For you and me ♪

♪ His eye... ♪

I can't believe he's gone.

Jackson is really gone.

What am I gonna do without him?

God can take your pain...

...my sweet Laurel.

But you have to let it go.

I don't know how.

There.

I go in there,

and let it all out.

Hmm.

Go on.

Yeah.

Go on.

Is it too much?

No, I'm sorry. I, uh...

I just met and lost an uncle
in the course of five minutes.

Hmm.

I, uh, I didn't realize that

you'd know quite so much about her.

How did you know her exactly?

If I'm being honest,

your mother was the love of my life.

After the war ended,
my family and I became refugees.

The church helped bring
a lot of us here.

The weather, the water...

made it a perfect home for us.

I decided to become a fisherman
to care for my parents.

It was out there where I saw
Laurel for the first time.

Or should I say,

heard her for the first time.

Yeah!

W-Whoa, whoa!

What are you doing?!

Get off of me!

Get away from me!

I'm not drowning.

Hmm.

I couldn't stop thinking about the woman

who wasn't drowning.

That's what I called her
before I knew her name.

Before I knew anything.

Oh, Mae, let me get that for you.

These old bones appreciate the help,

but I don't want to get
in the way of you spending time

with that handsome fellow of yours.

Marshall's busy at the bank
with Daddy. As usual.

That's not a complaint.

Any woman in New Orleans

would be lucky to have him.

Mm, so he's a dud.

Aunt Mae, quit!

You go and take these over to Marcel.

If he tries to pay for 'em,
don't take his money.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Mm-hmm.

- Hi, Mr. Leblanc.
- Good morning, Miss Dubois.

Morning.

Hey.

It's you.

It's you from the lake.

What?

Aah!

You. "Aah!"

Yeah, that was me.

But I wasn't drowning.

I'm Laurel.

Hai.

Hello.

No.

Hai.

Oh.

That's your name.

Nice to meet you.

Uh, for me?

I... I'm not much of a cook.

Oh.

Um, bad cook.

We...

Oh! Yeah.

- Uh-huh.
- Yeah.

I cook. You eat?

Okay.

I still remember the look in her eyes.

Being with her...

Pinch the tail.

Suck the head.

Mmm.

...was the best time of my life.

It's so nice to have you over.

Although it was complicated for her.

I want to tell you something, but...

...don't make fun of me, okay?

What?

Em yêu anh.

Anh yêu em.

I love you, too.

Laurel.

Daddy, I didn't know you were up.

It's after midnight.

Oh, I was studying at Dorothy's.

Then we went into the city.

Must've lost track of time.

Mm.

Yeah.

Come on.

You know, I feel like
I hardly even see you

at dinner these last few weeks.

My studies have been keeping me busy.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Marshall told me as much.

I offered him
the vice president's position

at the bank.

Oh, that's wonderful.

- I'm happy for him.
- Mm. Yeah.

He plans to propose.

I've already given him my blessing.

Quite frankly, it was an easy yes.

Now, the reason I'm
telling you all of this

is because Marshall is
coming over for dinner

to celebrate his promotion.

Should he decide to propose...

...your answer will be an easy yes.

Laurel?

I can't be here one more day.

Let's leave. I know people in Chicago.

We can go now.

We can be together freely,
like we always wanted.

I love you, Hai.

Come with me.

I knew her father would not let us

be together,
and I wanted to go with her.

But my parents wouldn't
have survived without me.

I cannot.

S-Stay with me.

Please.

I can't.

So she went to Chicago?

She never made it.

The cheapest bus out was to Pittsburgh.

And that's when she
met William and had me?

Eventually.

She needed time to adjust to the city,

- find her place.
- Okay.

Look, um...

we've come a long way.

And you have told us a gorgeous story.

- Seriously, it rivals The Notebook.
- Randall, just let him finish.

All I really want to know is
why William told me

my mother died of an overdose
after having me.

Now, you said on the phone
that he was telling the truth.

But how?
Like, why did he think she died?

Because she did.

What?

Hai, we're gonna need
a little more than that.

The nurses told Laurel she OD'd.

She was unresponsive.

Joel, leave her.

I-Is she gone?

Mark the time and call it in.

The paramedics said when
they were trying to revive her,

your father took you and ran.

So that's it?

I mean, after she got out
of the hospital,

why didn't she try to find me?

William didn't just vanish
into thin air.

- She was going to.
- Then why didn't she? What stopped her?

Prison.

Please sit.

This isn't The Notebook.

Like I said,

Laurel didn't go to prison right away.

She ended up in the hospital.

Where's my baby?

W-Where's my baby?

- Where's my baby?
- Ma'am, please.

- I need you to relax.
- I need my baby.

- Take it easy. Take it easy.
- All right.

William? William?

We don't know where he is, but you

- just need to relax, okay?
- I need my baby.

Take it easy.

William...

- There you go.
- I need my baby.

Okay.

- There you go.
- That should do it.

What kind of mother
gets high after giving birth?

Wherever that baby is, he's better off.

She recovered in
the hospital for a few days.

There she is.

Then the police showed up.

Laurel Dubois?

And she was arrested
for drug possession.

There's a warrant out for your arrest.

We don't have a phone.

I-I need to call my boyfriend,
but we don't have a phone.

There's no one else? No family?

Dubois residence.

Hello?

Laurel?

Laurel's lawyer made her plead guilty.

It was her only offense.

He thought she'd get mercy.

But the judge sentenced
her to five years.

The prisons in Pittsburgh
were overcrowded,

so Laurel was sent to California.

She didn't talk much about that time,

and I didn't push.

I knew it was too painful.

But she said there wasn't
a single night that went by

when she didn't dream about you.

What year was she released?

'85.

Laurel only had enough money
for a one-way bus ticket.

She thought about going to find you,

but I think she was still
punishing herself.

She felt she forfeited
the right to be your mother,

so she went to the only place she knew.

You have nothing to be ashamed of.

I do.

I had a child, Aunt Mae.

I had a baby with a man who loved me.

A boy.

I don't know where he is.

He used to give me gardenias.

Who?

Raymond Blanchard.

I didn't know gardenias were my favorite

till he gave them to me.

I loved him more than life.

But I was so young.

So naive.

Naive enough to think that
a married man could be mine.

That's why I was...

happy when I got pregnant.

I thought that would bind us together,

make us a family.

What happened?

I lost 'em both.

And it changed me.

I let my broken heart be all that I was.

And after that, my parents sent me away.

But I came here.

Found salvation.

Oh, we should call your parents.

I'm not ready.

Oh, they... they need to know
you're back.

They're better off.

No.

I was no good as a daughter,
and I'm no good as a mother.

Hey, stop that talk.

My son is gonna grow up
thinking I didn't love him.

No.

Why couldn't I be good for him?

Why?

You can't keep doing this to yourself.

If you don't let the guilt go,

it'll strangle you.

It will.

Come on, now, Cher,
I'll give you a quarter.

Now, why you want to give me
a hard time, huh?

Either you want the onions,
or you don't.

She don't never smile, does she?

Leave me out of it, Woodrow.

Fine.

Mm.

Appreciate you.

He's right, you know?

About what?

I miss that big smile of yours.

I'm not sure what there is
to smile about.

Your health, for one.

And me, for another.

I know.

I-I'm sorry, I...

I just can't find a reason to...

All right.
Time-out.

So all y'all did was wave?

All that hot sexual
tension, and the only...

I'm sorry, but there was hot sexual...

There wasn't much we could do.

I was married.

My wife was pregnant.

And I hadn't seen Laurel in so long.

So yes, it was just a wave.

At least that's how it was
for several years.

We had a few moments.

Small but enough.

I'm sorry, Hai.
I'm a little lost.

I thought you said
you and Laurel were close

at the time she died.

We were.

But it took decades.

After my wife passed on

and my children left home,
it was just me.

But knowing Laurel was only a
few feet away gave me comfort.

Until one day she was gone.

Hi.

Hi.

When do you start treatment?

I'm done with that.

The doctor said
it's an aggressive tumor.

Meaning...

there ain't no treatment.

Oh, Laurel.

Have you eaten today?

No.

But I-I'm gonna.

I cook.

You eat.

Her doctor was wrong.

Or maybe God wanted us
to have more time.

'Cause Laurel lived another two years.

I learned her story, learned your story.

Every day with her was perfect.

If only we had more of them.

What are you thinking about?

My son.

I wish I had told him.

You'll get a chance to.

- What a life.
- Hmm.

It's strange.

After all this time,

I can still feel her here.

Sometimes when I swim in the lake,

I swear I could hear her laugh.

Mm, I have something for you.

You know, Hai, you should
really consider making this

into, like, a podcast
or, like, a book or something.

You could call it Alex Haley
Presents Laurel's Roots.

These belong to you.

Uh...

You sure you don't want it?

You've been looking after it for years.

It's yours.

I don't know how to thank you for today.

I waited a long time
to do this for Laurel.

I should be thanking you.

Okay.

See you tomorrow at breakfast.

That was, uh...

How are you holding up?

- We own a farmhouse.
- We own a farmhouse.

By a lake.

Mm-hmm.

In New Orleans.

Where my dead biological mother grew up.

And fell in love

with her Vietnamese boyfriend.

That's how I'm holding up.

I could go for a shot
of the absinthe if you...

you know...

Maybe the whole bottle.

_

My baby.

My baby.

I didn't even know
I was looking for you.

Now I've found you, and you're gone.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I wish...

I wish I could change everything.

But I can't, and you know that.

And all this sadness

is weighing you down.

You have my eyes.

I see so much pain in them.

Aren't you tired?

You need to let the pain go.

I don't know how.

Yes, you do.

Me yêu con.

What is that?

Something I've been...

wanting to say to you for a long time.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you, too.

What?

You seem different.

Lighter.

I know my birth story, Beth.

And it's not just getting
left at a fire station.

It's two people.

Two imperfect people...

...that loved me.

I'm-a call Kevin.

What, now?

I don't want to hold on
to the bad stuff anymore.

I want to let it all go.

Okay.

Randall, hey.

Hey, Kev. We're
driving home from New Orleans.

Uh, long story.

- I was wondering if we could talk.
- I-I'm sorry, Randall.

Listen, I can't right now, okay. My
whole life has been turned upside down.

Madison is in labor and
I'm stuck here in Vancouver.

I'm trying to get home
in time for the birth.

She's already at the
hospital and she's all alone.

I never... I never
should have come here.

- Hey, Kev.
- I'm sorry, I'll call you soon.

Okay, I'm sorry.