All language subtitles for VC.Andrews.All.That.Glitters.2021

Okay, just
a little farther.

I can't see. Is the baby okay?

Pearl is fine.

This better be good.

It's good. Okay.

Hmm?

- Ready?
- Mmmhmm.

Welcome to cypress woods.

What do you think?

Paul, it's amazing!

Yeah?

Yes!

Oh...

Never thought a simple cajun boy

would have this
kind of life, did you?

I never doubted you to
have an amazing life, Paul.

But no amount of money
can buy happiness.

I wanna show you something.

Let me make you happy
for the rest of your life.

Paul...

I adore you.

I love you,

but we can't marry.

I... I wanna live an
honest life without sin.

I... I want-

Beau. You want Beau.

Beau has moved on.

He's in Paris and
Gisselle tells me

he's engaged to a
rich, glamorous heiress,

so that's that.

Paul, you know why
we can't be married.

Ruby, I love you more than
I've loved anyone in the world.

Stop it.

You shouldn't have
to live in that shack.

Are you really gonna
make me say it out loud?

And raise Pearl in destitution?

We are brother and
sister! For god's sake.

Half.

We're only half
brother and sister.

That doesn't make it half right.

It's not our fault.

We were in love.

Madly in love before
we knew any of this.

You can't deny that.

I can't.

We can't ignore the truth.

Or the sin.

I have a way.

Separate suites.

Right?

We won't share a bed.

We'll live side by
side but not together.

Paul, you deserve
a real marriage.

You deserve
passion in your life.

We both do.

I'm willing to
give all of that up

to be beside you always.

I don't know if I'm
willing to do that.

I know what it's
like to be in love.

Passionately in love.

Okay.

Well, then, if either of us
desires to find that ecstasy

with someone else

we won't stand in
each other's way.

Really?

However would that work?

Why don't we at
least give it a chance?

Let's do it for
Pearl, for her future.

That's dirty pool, Paul Tate.

You leave that bundle
of joy out of this.

She'll have the
best of the best here.

Right? A deluxe nursery
with loving childcare

so you can do your painting.

We'll tell the world
that she's ours.

I'll love her as
if she is my own.

And Beau sure isn't
lining up to do that.

He doesn't know she exists.

You know what he
thinks happened.

Well, you didn't go
through with it, did you?

Now you have an
amazing little girl.

I want to help you raise her.

Ruby: I wish I could just
tell your father everything.

We could get married
and live as a real family.

Isn't he handsome?

He's a wonderful man

but he has another life now.

Ruby: I know if you met
him you would love him, too.

He's got this kind,
gentle way about him

but he's also got this
wicked sense of humor,

and he always knew
how to make me laugh.

He lives in Paris, France.

It's such a romantic place.

I know, not like here.

But if he were here now

it might even make this
little shack seem romantic.

Ruby Landry in the flesh.

You haven't been in the
swamp in some time, missy.

There's no phone
lines out this way.

Buster trahaw.

Get out of my house.

You are not welcome here.

I gave your grandpére
a thousand bucks

and he said I could marry you.

But I get to try the
merchandise first.

I had no part in that agreement.

You making babies without me?

Don't. Don't.

Don't!

Please, don't!

Don't hurt her.

Please.

Buster don't hurt babies.

Buster makes babies.

Please.

Now, put her down.

Shh.

We can do this the
easy way or the hard way.

Thing is, I kinda
prefer the hard way.

Like wrestlin' an alligator.

Ruby?

Oh, oh, hey.

Take Pearl. Take Pearl.

Hey.

You're okay. You're okay.

You're never gonna
have to worry, okay?

You're never gonna
have to worry again.

Okay.

Come on. You're okay.

♪

Welcome to your new
home, Pearl and Ruby Tate.

Hi Pearl. Hi, we're home.

You'll both be safe
and happy here forever.

Thank you, Paul.

Truly, it's all so much more
than I could have imagined.

I should be thanking
you for the company.

To our wonderful life together.

Are you toasting
with a dessert fork?

Why not?

I say we toast to our life
whenever and however we can.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Well, I guess this is goodnight.

Hey, you... you look
really stunning tonight.

You're not so bad
yourself, mister.

It's not our fault
we feel this way.

But it is a sin.

We have to resist.

Can I at least kiss
you goodnight?

On the cheek.

No.

I'm sorry.

Goodnight, Ruby.

I love you.

I feel the same way, Paul.

♪

Let's put Mrs.
Tate next to Paul.

Thank you.

Hello, Mr. Tate.

My goodness.

You really are the spitting
image of your mother.

And she was an
enchantress, you know.

If you say so.

Ruby, my wife, well, she's
terrified that your marriage

will expose the truth that
you're half brother and sister.

That Paul is not her son.

If you could keep
the illusion alive

it would mean a great deal.

Our daughter, Jeanne,
she doesn't know.

Of course.

Thank you.

♪

All right, ready to go?

Oh, um...

All clear.

Wow.

Another stunning outfit
for Mrs. Ruby Tate.

Well, Ruby Tate can afford a
lot more than Ruby Landry could.

Sometimes I wish I could
just become someone else.

Yeah. Yeah, if only
it were that easy.

Okay, uh, so remember,
there's sensitive information

about my family that
Jeanne doesn't know-

oh, you mean that your father
and my mother had a secret fling

and we're a married
half brother and sister?

You know, when you say it like
that it sounds downright awful.

But you forgot to mention

how much we genuinely
care for each other.

Congratulations to
the happy couple.

Oh, I wish you
two hadn't eloped.

Where's the baby?

She's upstairs with the nanny.

You hired a nanny to
raise your daughter?

Well, she's very nice and
very experienced with babies.

And that way
Ruby can focus on...

On her painting for
some of the day, huh.

That is so wonderful that
you get to focus on your art.

Jeanne: And I'm sure the
time that you spend with Pearl

is real quality time.

Yes, that's exactly right.

It's a good
situation for all of us.

If you say so.

I just loved spending
every moment with my son

and beautiful daughter
when they were little.

You know, mom, Ruby
and I were actually hoping

we could get some tips
as we continue to decorate.

Oh, you were, were you?

Paul says you have
a great eye, Mrs. Tate.

Maybe after dinner we
could take a walk around.

Yes, that would be lovely.

I was thinking maybe pale blue?

Why did you do it?

Why did you marry Paul
when you knew the truth?

Mrs. Tate, Paul and I
have always been close.

It crushed us utterly
when we learned the truth.

How do you think it was for me?

Your mother put a spell on
my husband all those years ago

and now you have
done the same to my son.

I have cared for that
boy since he was an infant

and made my
husband's secret my own.

I had to pretend to be pregnant

and lie to everyone
I have ever known,

including my own daughter.

Now Paul must raise
another man's child and I...

Must pretend, with a new baby,

so the family isn't
a public disgrace.

I promise I won't tell a soul
about the true circumstances.

Of course you won't.

Look at all you have to lose.

Deep down I know you
love Paul like your true son,

and he loves you.

I will never do anything
to interfere with that.

Paul loves Pearl
with all his heart,

as if she were his own

and I hope you will accept that

and love her as much
as a grandmére should.

Love.

Everyone needs so much of it.

No wonder we're all exhausted.

Goodnight, Ruby.

It's been such a pleasure to
spend the evening with you.

♪

I don't know about you, Pearl,

but I can barely remember
that old dresser drawer

we used to call a crib.

Flower delivery for my girls.

They're beautiful.

Like the woman who planted them.

Other people
planted them for me.

Well you made this-

you made this place a real home.

Your loving attention
to detail really shows.

Thank you, honey.

That's so nice.

That's the truth.

You really are
something, you know that?

Oh, my god.

Gisselle, is that
really necessary?

Just trying to get a little
attention around here.

After all, it is my specialty.

My dear, darling twin sister.

Mistress of cypress woods.

I have to admit,

you haven't done too
bad for a cajun swamp girl.

Now, are we going to
stand out here all day

or are you gonna show me around?

I actually have to get to work,

but uh, you two ladies have fun.

You.

We'll take tea in the parlor.

I assume this place has one.

Does the swampy
smell ever go away

or do you just get used to it?

I'd rather live here than
the dumas mansion any day.

Bruce is as creepy as ever since
marrying Daphne, by the way,

but Daphne is mellowing out
as she crumples into old age.

Do you ever have anything

genuinely nice to
say about someone?

Yes, actually, your husband.

Paul is a Saint.

What's it like being
married to our brother

so you can spend his money
and live in his mansion?

He is our half-brother.

If you've just come
here to make trouble...

I'll keep your secrets, Ruby,

and take to heart
how grateful you are.

Thank you.

I mean, one teeny
tiny leak to the public

and you might lose all of this.

What do you want?

Money?

I might not be
an oil millionaire

but I don't need money.

I just like knowing
I'm playing some role

in helping you keep
your fancy new lifestyle.

You always have to find a way

to feel superior
to me, don't you?

The shoe fits, rubes.

Oh.

Here's Beau's baby.

Gisselle.

I just told you I'm good
at keeping secrets, Ruby.

Calm down.

Why don't you take
a few hours off?

She has Beau's eyes.

I know.

They're beautiful.

Oh, so you do still have
Beau on the brain after all this.

I do not.

That doesn't mean his
baby's eyes aren't beautiful.

Huh.

Whatever you say, sister.

You wanna...

Disgusting!

Your little love child
just ruined my outfit!

Okay, okay.

Shhh, shhh...

Careful with my handbag.

It cost more than
you make in a month.

Leaving so soon?

Well, my sister doesn't
seem too keen on playing host.

Oh, I'm so sorry to see you go.

Pearl's upstairs napping,

but she wishes she
could say goodbye.

By the way,

Beau broke off his engagement
to his parisian debutant.

I figured you'd wanna know,
even though you're totally over him,

he is officially single.

Totally available now.

He didn't get married?

Nope.

In fact, he's back
living in New Orleans

and we're planning on
getting together next week.

You know, if you had
just waited a little bit longer

before diving into all of this

you might have still
won him and had it all.

Don't worry, I'll tell him
all about your luxurious life,

your amazing, happy marriage

and your new little
baby when I see him.

And his eyes.

Those beautiful eyes.

If you think I'm jealous of your
life because of this big house

and all of your money you've
got another thing coming.

I've got a feeling you'll
be envious of my life soon.

Just you wait.

Hi.

Why does Gisselle
have to be so awful?

Sometimes I really hate her.

She's jealous.

I mean, you're
everything she's not.

Caring, thoughtful, kind.

You are 100 times more
beautiful than she'll ever be

because of the
goodness inside you.

If only we could
become other people.

Just for a day.

Pardon me, madame.

Colonel William Henry
Tate at your service.

Paul, that's not funny.

I'm not aware of a man
by the name of Paul.

I'm colonel William Henry Tate.

May I be so bold as to invite
you to dinner this evening?

It would be my
pleasure to join you.

I'm thrilled to hear it, madame.

In fact, I've acquired a
special gown for the occasion.

It's gorgeous!

I shall relish the
opportunity, colonel.

Very well. I eagerly
await our rendezvous.

Paul.

This is all a bit silly.

Once again,
madame, it's William.

A toast, madame, to
the return of better times,

when the most important
thing for a man to do

is make the woman
of his heart happy.

This night is truly magical.

Thank you, William.

♪

What are your plans for the day?

Painting.

Oh, wonderful.

Paul, we have to talk.

Thank you.

Paul, I know what
you're trying to do

but we violated our promises
to each other last night.

What do you mean?

I just told you, I was
out quickly last night.

Did you have some kind of dream?

Please, I'm sure it
was just a dream.

Yes, I'm sure it
was... Just a dream.

Yes?

Gisselle: Ruby.

Gisselle, hi. What do you want?

I don't want anything

but I thought you'd like
to know what's happened.

Our lovely stepmother
was out riding

when her horse
spooked and threw her off.

She hit her head on a rock.

It was hours before
someone found her.

She's dead, Ruby.

Bruce: Ruby, thanks for coming.

Oh, it's awful. I'm devastated.

Well, we sure are sorry
for your loss, Bruce.

That bitch locked me
out of her will entirely.

I'm gonna be destitute.
What am I going to do?

You always said you
married Daphne for love,

not her money.

You try living without it.

Sorry Bruce. We
have to find Gisselle.

Please, just talk
some sense into her

about your mother's will.

As far as I'm concerned
Gisselle can handle Bruce.

I don't even...

Hello, my love.

Oh.

Hi, Ruby, I didn't
see you there.

Wha...

Isn't it wonderful to see Beau?

Beau by name and by nature.

Handsome as ever
and all mine now.

Hi, Ruby. It's nice to see you.

Hi.

Hello, Beau.

Paul.

Paul Tate.

Beau Andreas. Pleasure.

What are you doing here?

He's been such a support
through this difficult time

as I recover from the
death of our stepmother.

After my visit to you I met
up with our beautiful Beau

and, well, you might have
stolen him from me once

but I think he ended up
with the right dumas girl.

Right baby?

Isn't it nice to see the
happy married couple, honey?

You should just see their
beautiful baby girl, Pearl.

Yes, uh, congratulations
on your marriage.

It sounds like the two
of you are very happy.

I think I left
something in the car.

Oh.

I just... um, I just
need a moment alone.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I should have told you.

It's okay.

It's just a shock.

I have to ask.

How's Pearl?

That's her name, right?

Yes.

And she's wonderful.

Cuddly, sweet.

Curious.

Sounds like her mother.

Beau.

Don't.

Is she mine?

I should have never
listened to my mother

and gone off to Europe.

Can you ever forgive me
for leaving you like that?

Of course I forgive you.

Don't hold onto that guilt.

I ran off to have Pearl so
you wouldn't be burdened.

And we've managed to
make a wonderful life together.

With Paul.

Yes.

He's a wonderful man.

Well, I'm happy the
two of you are so happy.

And that Pearl be raised
in a respectable way.

Did you not have a
fantastic time in Europe?

It sounded like a dream.

What happened with
your parisian heiress?

I did meet someone,
and yes we shared a life,

but I'd wake up every morning
and look at my beautiful fiancée

and still feel empty inside
because she wasn't you.

So I broke it off with
her and I moved back

fully intending to
tell you my feelings.

But Gisselle told me you'd
married Paul and had a baby.

His baby.

I was crushed.

But I wanted you to be
happy so I stayed away.

I didn't know Pearl
was mine until now.

You didn't want to know!

And now you're with Gisselle?

There you are, honey.

I've been looking
everywhere for you.

And Ruby, don't
you get any ideas.

You're a married woman
with an important husband.

Wouldn't want to mess
that up now, would we?

Let's go, darling.

We have guests.

A letter for you, madame.
It's from your sister.

Thank you.

"Darling sister, we eloped
just like you and Paul did.

"After our honeymoon
we'll come visit"

"and settle Daphne's estate."

"Gotta go, my Beau's
calling me back to bed."

"Ciao for now."

Beau: What an incredible place.

Gisselle, you really
didn't do it justice.

Gardens can be so much work.

It's our little
corner of the world.

We love it here, don't we?

How long is this going to take?

As long as it takes to make
sure Bruce doesn't get that money.

Shouldn't be more than a few
hours to settle Daphne's estate

and make sure we're
all on the same page.

And who is this little one?

Hello, darling. Come here.

Beau.

Meet Pearl.

Hello there, Pearl.

I'm Beau.

Can we go inside now?

The swamp smell makes me gag.

Maybe pay less attention to Ruby

and more attention to
Paul and his success.

You might learn something.

Or at the very
least, butter him up

to help make sure we
come out of this better off.

I don't wanna give
Ruby the satisfaction

of getting the better
end of the deal.

It's time for your
nap, my darling.

Sweet dreams, my sweetest.

I didn't expect to get so
emotional when I met her.

But now that I
have it's so clear.

You, Pearl and me,
we should be a family.

We are a family.

We are both married
to other people.

It's... it's too late.

I can't just keep going on

pretending my heart isn't
exploding every time I see you.

The only reason
I married Gisselle

was for the
illusion that it's you.

Ruby, I've done something crazy.

I've leased an apartment
in the French quarter

that Gisselle
doesn't know about.

I want you to visit me there.

If you want to.

Deep down you know we
were meant to be together,

and if fate won't
let us do it properly

then we can make our own fate.

Please, just think about it.

Gisselle: Beau, where are you?

Beau: I love you, Ruby.

Paul ran circles around you.

I mean, I know you're not the
brightest bulb in the chandelier

but you always surprise me
with new ways of proving it.

Well, it was very nice
to see both of you.

Thank you so much for the tour.

Would love to
stay for dinner, sis,

but we just got
our new bed, so...

May I?

Think about it.

Leave some room
for ..., you two.

Get in the car and
drive me home, now.

Bye, honey.

Have a good trip.

Oh, thanks, sweetie.

Oh, and I was thinking I
might take your advice,

maybe set up a few meetings
with art dealers in New Orleans.

That's terrific.

I've been saying it forever,
you're gonna be a famous artist.

Hey, let me know when.

I'll come along with you

and I'll make sure they don't
gouge you on commission.

All right, bye.

Bye-bye.

♪

I'm afraid I can't
live without this.

This place can be just for us.

Hidden away from the real world.

I'm gonna have
to head back soon.

I hate lying to Paul,

but we made an agreement
when we got married

to let each other explore
real physical passion

if we found it.

For all I know he's
doing the same.

You don't already have physical
passion with your husband?

Paul's father and my mother
had a secret affair a long time ago.

Paul is the result.

Rather than face the shame,

Paul's father asked his wife,
Gladys, to raise Paul as her own.

Paul is my half-brother.

And we care about each other,

but it can never be
more than platonic.

This changes everything.

You made an agreement.

But I don't think
Paul really meant it.

He loves me so much,

and it kills me
to picture his face

when I tell him the
truth, but I must.

Paul?

Is anyone home?

Oh, honey, you scared me.

Where is everyone?

Where's Pearl?

I gave everyone the day off.

I needed the quiet.
Pearl's napping.

I know what you did, Ruby.

I know what you did!

We had an agreement, Paul.
An agreement you suggested.

I didn't think it
would hurt this much.

I didn't want to hurt you.
That's why I didn't tell you.

You had every right
to do what we agreed.

Please.

Please, please, please,
please, don't see him again.

You mean the world to me,

and if you see him
again you'll leave me.

I'll be alone.

Please.

Please, please, please, please.

Hold on now, you and
Paul had an agreement.

True, but what if
Gisselle finds out?

That is what makes
this untenable.

She'd seek revenge.

If she tells the world
about Paul and me

it would destroy him and
his family, and she knows it.

It has to be over.

Good morning to the most
amazing woman in the world.

Sorry, she's gone for the day.

It's just me, Ruby.

What can I do to
help you feel better?

Name it. I'll... I'll buy it.

I just need time.

Okay.

Well, if you think
of anything just call.

I love you, Ruby Tate.

Come in.

It's your brother-in-law,
he insisted.

He sounds troubled.

Hello?

Beau: Ruby,
something's happened.

Gisselle and I, we've been up
at your family's country chateau

and a few days ago Gisselle
was bitten by a mosquito

and she fell ill.

I called a doctor to the chateau
and he said the mosquito

could be carrying a
rare form of encephalitis

and passed it to her.

Oh, my god.

Beau: She's in a coma.
It could be permanent.

No.

Fate is trying to help us.

Beau: Come to the chateau
and switch places with Gisselle.

You look so much alike
no one will ever question it.

Ruby will be the
one who fell ill

and you can assume
Gisselle's life with me.

You can bring Pearl and we
can all live together as a family.

Beau... this is crazy.

What?

We're getting a second
chance at first love.

Beau: I've already laid some of
the groundwork with the doctor here.

He'll take money in
exchange for silence

and if we pull the
switch fast enough

none of the staff
will ever know.

You've really
thought this through.

If we're gonna do
this without suspicion

you need to decide today.

Living this half-life
isn't working,

and now fate has stepped
in with Gisselle's illness.

That's a good idea.

I'll bring Gisselle here.

I'll take care of her as if
my wife, Ruby, got sick.

I'll send Pearl off with her
aunt Gisselle and uncle Beau

until her mom gets better.

I can't believe you're
willing to go along with this.

Honestly, seeing
you so miserable

has made me miserable.

Ashamed.

We had an agreement.

It was my idea.

I'm a man of my word.

Really?

Ruby, all I ever wanted
to do was make you happy.

I'll be getting
her the best care.

She might even
recover, you know?

Or perhaps Ruby will
decide to switch back.

We have to switch wedding rings.

It's the only piece of
jewelry people will notice.

If I get even an inkling
that you mistreated her,

I will blow this whole
charade up in an instant.

You know, Pearl, this used to
be my room when I lived here.

Yeah, feels familiar.

That's important these days.

My gorgeous daughter.

Welcome to your
new life, Mrs. Andreas.

The life that was meant to be.

Hello?

Oh, hi pauline.

I'm not sure, let me check.

Is Gisselle here?

Who is pauline?

Gisselle's regular
tennis partner.

This is as good a time as any.

Hello?

Hi, pauline.

Well, it was a
disaster, that's why.

My sister came to visit and
she was bitten by a mosquito.

She came down with
this stupid, rare disease

so we had to come home
and I had to take my niece.

Well, maybe you don't know
everything about me, pauline.

I can be good with
kids if I wanna be.

No, I don't have
time for tennis,

and to be honest your backhand
wasn't anything to boast about.

She asked if we'll be
at kitty's private party

at fancy's on the weekend.

Well, I think it's time
to rip the bandage off.

Introduce you to society.

♪

I'm really gonna have to get
used to showing this much skin.

Gisselle liked to
walk into a room

and have every
head turn her way.

I'll be blushing so hard
everyone will know it's me.

People will just think it's
Gisselle's way of flirting.

Plus, you look spectacular.

When in doubt, be mean.

Gisselle, it's so
good to see you.

Cynthia, hello.

It's been too long.

For you, maybe.

You never cease
to amuse, Gisselle.

Well, I aim to please.

Speaking of which, tell
your husband I said hi.

Beau, I'm thirsty.

Let's grab a drink.

But first I need to go
to the little girl's room.

Gisselle! Baby!

You're back in town
and you didn't call me?

I thought we were
closer than that.

Well, uh, you thought
wrong, I guess.

What's wrong with you, baby?

Are you insane?

Beau is just out there.

I thought that
was part of the fun.

Well, I intend to get my fun
in other ways from now on.

Now, I'll tell you the
truth, just this once.

You are no longer worth
my time, so get out of my life.

And by the way, that
Cologne is doing you no favors.

Abby? Is it really you?

What are you doing
here? How have you been?

Save the niceties, Gisselle.

I've done just fine for myself,

no thanks to you
and people of your ilk.

Let me get this straight
based on what I've seen tonight.

You somehow stole Beau,
the love of your sister's life,

then decided that wasn't enough
and started cheating on him.

Well, Abby, maybe you
should get your own business.

I mean, mind your own life.

I'm sorry, Abby-

Ruby?

Oh my god, Abby,
is it so obvious?

You can't hide your heart, Ruby.

But why on earth are you
pretending to be Gisselle?

It's a long story,

I'd really rather not
get into it right now.

I trust you have your reasons.

Your secret's safe with me.

Thank you, Abby.

It's truly wonderful to
bump into you like this.

It feels so good to have
someone see who I really am.

Well, I'll be in New
Orleans for a whole month

so you should stay in touch

if you ever need
someone to talk to.

I'd like that, Abby.

I'd like that very much.

Oh. It's so good to see you.

You too.

Hello?

Uh, it, it's Paul. Ruby there?

Yeah, one second.

It's Paul.

Paul?

Ruby, how are you? I miss you.

How is Gisselle?

I've been uh, getting her
looked at by different specialists.

Well, Paul, that's great.

Thank you for taking
such good care of her.

Actually, uh, one
of the specialists

is a little more optimistic than
Beau's country doctor was.

He says she can
come out of the coma.

That sounds like great
news. Keep us updated.

That was rude, Beau.

You just hung up.

Well, he says he
wants you to be happy.

He should let you be happy.

I love you, but I can't
shake this feeling

that something's gonna
take you away from me

and separate us all again.

Well, my mother is
returning from a trip overseas,

and she expects to
see Gisselle and me.

It's not gonna be easy
to face her, I know.

Gisselle wasn't
fond of my mother,

so you don't have to say much.

We see her often, but this
dinner is non-negotiable.

So, Gisselle, Beau tells
me you've been watching

that cajun baby for a while,
since your sister fell ill?

She's not a nameless cajun baby.

Her name is Pearl.

Oh, so you've really taken
a shine to little Pearl then.

I didn't say that.

I don't like her very much
and I wish I never committed

to this whole
"aunty steps in" thing

but I'll be damned
if anyone tells me

I can't take care
of a simple infant.

It's my own fault
for being too nice.

And the father, Paul Tate,

he's become very
wealthy, I hear.

Yes, Paul made money.

A lot of it.

Well, maybe the two of you

will think of having your
own children someday soon.

I'm certainly hoping
for a grandson.

Well, keep hoping,

because if all children
are like my sister's

I'll check myself into a nunnery
before I carry a baby to term.

Yep, that cajun baby is the
closest thing you'll ever have

to progeny so get used to it.

You really let my
mother have it.

It was as if Gisselle
crawled up inside of me

to make that remark.

I couldn't control it.

It was surging through me.

Well, it worked.

She didn't suspect a thing.

As far as she's
concerned, you are Gisselle.

Are you concerned?

Of course not.

I know who you are.

Paul: Ruby? Ruby?

Paul?

Is everything okay?
You sound different.

It turns out all those fancy,
expensive doctors were wrong.

Tests came back and Gisselle's
prognosis is even worse.

Oh, no.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Are you?

I... I mean, do you know
that even if she survives

she'll have permanent
brain damage?

Do you remember
when we were kids

and you went to see
that voodoo queen?

You had her conjure
up some nasty spell

to cast over Gisselle?

That was a long time ago, Paul.

And I regretted it
immediately after.

Yeah, well I guess
it's still working.

I'm happy for you two.

Really am.

Ruby: Paul.

I have to go now.

He sounded so strange.

Not like the man I know.

He thought he could cure
Gisselle and bring you back.

I think we should visit
cypress woods soon.

Monsieur and madame Andreas.

Any new developments, Jeanne?

They uh, checked Ruby
into the hospital permanently.

He just wallows around all day.

We're all really
worried about him.

Especially my mother.

Jeanne, it's not polite to
talk about your host like that.

She's just making
sure you're okay.

Oh, I'm fine, Beau.
Just accepting my fate.

As if you know
anything about that.

I'm suddenly not feeling well.

I'll be in my office.

I wanted to check in on you.

You should see how
small she's getting, Gisselle.

She is wilting
away, like a flower.

Decomposing right
before my eyes.

It's just us, Paul.

It's me, Ruby. You
don't have to pretend.

You were always jealous of
the love that Ruby and I had.

Paul, I'm not Gisselle.

You know, jealousy
is a terrible thing.

Because it rots you
away from the inside.

Ah, you'll see.
You'll see, Gisselle.

You'll see.

Please stop talking like this.

Go. Go.

Go. Go back to your
life of pleasure and your...

Your dashing husband. Go.

Isn't he lucky

that he doesn't have a
wife on her death bed?

♪

I'm sorry we could
never be real twins.

We had the greatest
gift in the world

and we took it for granted.

I'll always regret that.

This is a pouch of
five-fingered grass

that Nina Jackson gave
to me to ward off evil.

Do you remember her?

Papa's favorite cook.

This is my old dime bracelet
I used to wear for good luck.

It's not much but it's
all I have right now.

Other than money.

I see it now that
I'm in your shoes.

The world was a great
playground to you,

and anything that threatened
it was to be destroyed.

How easy is it
to just enjoy life

and toss off a calloused remark.

It feels powerful.

Whereas me, I felt helpless.

Powerless, often.

I waited for other
people to help me.

And now, treating
people as you do,

it makes me feel in charge.

And I'm scared.

Because I'm getting
really good at it.

I'm starting to like it.

Oh, sweetie, do you really think

we befriended you
because of your personality?

It's the yacht, darling.

And god knows I
certainly didn't marry Beau

for his brains or
good business sense

so clearly we'll never
be able to afford one.

Yes!

Honey, I'm sorry about the
joke about your brains last night,

I got carried away
with my Gisselle act.

There were points
in the conversation

where even I couldn't
tell the difference.

Where are you going?

I'm want to call Paul.

He said if you ever call to
just tell you he's unavailable.

How is he doing?

He's been getting worse
and worse, Gisselle.

He's even started sleeping
in your grandmére's shack,

saying it reminds him of when
he and Ruby were younger.

It's so unfair.

They were the most
perfect couple in the world.

Two people living
a fantasy romance.

Yeah, well, maybe
it was a fantasy.

Gisselle.

Bruce.

How on earth did you get in?

Well, I lived here
for years, remember?

I know every nook of this place.

Well, now that you've
found your way in,

use those same skills
to find your way out.

I'm not going anywhere
until I get what I deserve.

That will was not fair

and I deserve my share
of the family fortune,

and you're gonna give it to me.

There's nothing in
the world you can say

to make me give you even
one penny of that money.

Wait a minute, did you do this?

Because only Ruby could
do something like that.

Oh...

You're Ruby.

Bruce, you're drunk.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

Yes, I do.

I know you're up to something,

and I'm gonna tell the
whole world about it

unless you give me what I want.

'Cause once I start
pulling at threads,

something's gonna unravel.

You're not gonna say a
word because I know enough

about all of your
back-alley deals

and the crap you pulled

when you were the
dumas family fixer

to discredit you up
and down the state.

And if I really need to,

I know and Gisselle
once messed around

while my father was dying.

And what's that gonna
look like to polite society?

A creepy old man
making an advance

on his sweet little underage
future stepdaughter?

That's not true.

Yes, it is.

You've always been inappropriate
towards me and Gisselle.

No.

And you can't prove any of that.

Well, I bet if I start
pulling at threads

something will unravel.

That's what I thought.

Now, get out of my house.

I have company coming

and I don't want you
here when they arrive.

I'm just worried about
who I'm becoming.

There is power in Gisselle's
assertiveness that feels good,

but it also feels... ugly.

Well, the fact that
you're worried about it

tells me you'll never
become Gisselle.

You'll always be that
kind-hearted Ruby on the inside.

Will I, though?

Today, with Bruce...

Gisselle just took
over and it felt right.

Sometimes anger is justifiable.

You have lived the real
truth of that statement.

So have you, my friend.

Excuse me.

Jeanne: Ruby is dead.

Ruby is dead?

Yes, she... she
died this afternoon.

Paul was there holding
her hand as she went.

Oh my god,
Jeanne, this is awful.

Paul has requested that you
not bring Pearl to the funeral.

If you even bother
coming at all.

They're thinking
it's me who died.

I just couldn't bear the sadness
and anger in Jeanne's voice.

And then they said,
"if you come at all."

Of course we're
coming to the funeral.

We're not monsters.

Oh, my god.

I am going to my own funeral.

I'm so sorry for your
loss, madame Gisselle.

Your sister was a
wondrous person.

Paul really believes
he's burying Ruby?

In a way, he is.

Oh Ruby.

My sweetest sunshine.

I miss you.

That's my true love.

I'll never know another
like Ruby Landry.

She's gone.

She's never coming
back, Gisselle.

It's over.

I'm sorry, Gisselle.

I didn't know it was
gonna end this way.

This is so surreal,
watching people cry over me,

and gazing into a coffin that's
supposed to have my body in it.

It makes me feel
absolutely ghoulish.

Paul is a complete
shadow of himself.

I don't know if he'll
ever come back to us.

I don't know what you
want me to do about it.

Oh, stop your pretending.

I know what you
and your lover did.

I don't know what
you're talking-

I always knew that
you would destroy Paul.

Ruby.

Maybe my husband, Beau and I,

can help Paul get
back on his feet.

I'd rather ask the
devil himself for help.

I just want you to
know that I know

why my son is so broken-hearted

and I will not sit by
and let him suffer.

Without you suffering
twice as much.

- Paul's missing.
- What?

- He's gone.
- Where?

I don't know, he just ran off.

He was talking crazy about
how he couldn't live without Ruby.

Where did he go?

We have to stop him.

Jeanne: I don't
know, I don't know.

This way.

How do you know
about this place?

Ruby used to describe
it to me in detail.

She and Paul used to come here

to be together
when they were kids.

Somehow it's the only thing I
ever remembered that she said.

Have some respect
for the dead, Gisselle.

I'm sorry.

That was uncalled for.

Shall we?

There!

He's under there!

He couldn't live
without his Ruby.

Honey, come back!

It's okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Alright.

It's okay.

- Are you okay?
- No.

Fair enough.

I just wanted to let you know

that a special little someone's
here and wants to say hello.

Thank you, sweet Pearl.

I really needed to
see your smile today.

You know, all I ever
wanted was for you

to have a better
life than I had.

You deserve it, baby girl.

What on earth is it?

How dare you
disturb me like this?

Sorry, ma'am.

There's a young woman
at the door for you.

I'll be down in a minute.

As you wish.

Go back to daddy, Pearl.

Jeanne, hi.

What are you doing here?

My parents asked me

to deliver this news to
you in person, Gisselle.

First, we would prefer if you
did not attend Paul's funeral.

Second, Paul and Ruby's daughter

belongs with her
grandpére and grandmére,

not her self-centered aunt.

So your promises, your
obligations, are over.

You can go back to living your
life of pleasure and not worry.

Oh, that's okay. I'm
sort of getting used to it.

And so is Pearl.

It seems she
thinks I'm her mama.

Hmm.

And yet you are not her mother.

Mrs. Gisselle Andreas,

I represent octavious
and Gladys Tate.

They have filed
a custody lawsuit

and a judge has issued
a court order saying

that we will take your
niece, Pearl Tate, with us

back to her grandparents.

No, there's been some
sort of misunderstanding-

I'm afraid not and I can't
leave without the child.

We are prepared to
charge you with obstruction

if you choose not to cooperate.

Ultimately, the
courts will decide,

but until then Pearl will be in
the custody of her grandparents.

What the hell is going on here?

They're taking Pearl,
Beau. They're taking Pearl.

Slow down.

They're claiming
custody of Pearl.

They filed a court order.

The lawyer, the police,
they've come to get her.

This is what Gladys meant by

making Ruby suffer
twice as much as Paul.

She's taking vengeance.

It'll be all right.

We can figure it out.

They can't take our
baby away from us.

Please, don't do this.

Mrs. Andreas, don't make
this harder or more dramatic

than it needs to be,
especially for the child.

It's okay my sweetest Pearl.

You're just going on a trip

to grandmére and
grandpére's house for a while.

They'll take good care of you

and then I will
come get you back.

Mommy!

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

What if we tell the truth?

We just say Gisselle
and I switched places.

To hell with what
everyone thinks.

We have to be
strategic about this.

No, Beau, I am tired of lying.

I said a long time ago that
the most important thing

was to live a good life.

To be honest and
always do the right thing,

but look at what I've become.

I only recognize myself
when I look in my baby's eyes.

So I'm gonna get back
to being who I really am.

And I'm gonna start
by telling the truth.

I switched places with Gisselle
to be with the man I love.

If we can prove that you're
Ruby then Beau can testify

to being the
father of the child.

Of course.

And yet you say there
are no birth certificates

or medical records of
your birth or your sister's.

I'm afraid not.

My sister and I were
born in swamp country.

No doctors, no hospitals,

which means no paperwork
or birth certificates.

I hear there's something
called DNA technology,

which will be able
to clear this up

with a simple
blood test one day.

But we're years away from that.

A handwriting sample?

Their penmanship
is clearly different.

That's hardly conclusive.

What about the doctor

who originally treated
Gisselle for encephalitis?

We can't call on him.

I made a deal financially
and he disappeared west.

Uh-huh. Very well.

The staff at the ranch
or the dumas mansion?

None of them knew
what was happening.

We were very careful.

So the Tates believe
that they buried Ruby Tate

and there was a death
certificate issued in your name.

Yes.

I can't believe we did so
much to convince the world

I was Gisselle and
we did it so well

that now no one
will believe the truth.

This may end up being
your word against the Tates,

and we'll do our best to tell
your story as sympathetically

as we can, but this will be
assigned to a bayou court,

with a bayou judge,

so we will likely be at a
significant disadvantage.

And prepare for the
press to have a field day.

We're prepared for that,

as long as it means
we can get Pearl back.

If you really want my advice,

I say you should
go over to the Tate's

and do whatever is
necessary to avoid this trial.

Mrs. Tate, as one
mother to another,

I beg of you, please
let this matter go.

I am doing what is
best for this baby.

That child does not belong
with a pair of pathological liars.

For better or for worse,

your son offered to make
a home for Ruby and Pearl.

It was for worse.

Look at where he is now.

I understand that, Mrs. Tate.

But hurting another
family won't solve anything.

In fact, when Paul saw
the love between Ruby and I

he agreed to help us have
a real shot at being a family.

If this is about the money,

we can sign over anything
we might stand to gain from it.

You think I'm
worried about money?

My son is dead because of you.

Get out of my house.

And out of our lives.

You put your sister's face on
and you crawled into her skin.

Now, live there.

Andreas versus Tate,
custody trial of Pearl Tate.

Counsellor, do you have
an opening statement?

Thank you, your honor.

I'd like to leave that
statement for my client,

Ms. Ruby Tate.

Do you swear to tell
the truth, the whole truth,

nothing but the truth,
so help you god?

I do.

Please be seated.

So you are telling
this court under oath

that Paul Tate married you,
took in someone else's child,

provided you and her with
an unbelievably lavish lifestyle,

and then when you committed
adultery right under his nose,

he didn't bat an eye?

And then he agreed to
take in your dying sister,

assume the responsibilities
of her daily care,

lie to his entire family,
saying that you were her,

and then when she, I
mean "you" passed away

he became so distraught
that he took his own life.

This is the story that
you expect us to believe?

I... uh...

No more questions, your honor.

Judge: The court will
take a brief recess.

Gladys, tell us about your
relationship with Ruby and Paul.

I just adored them.

Ruby was such a wonderful girl.

I was... I was so touched
she asked me to um,

help decorate her and
Paul's beautiful home.

I can't possibly imagine Paul
doing the things they are...

They're saying that he did.

She said earlier that...

That names are just a formality.

But I was there when my
Paul collapsed with grief,

desperately calling out
"Ruby, my sweet Ruby, Ruby."

As if it would bring her back.

I'll never shake the
horror of that day.

Not as long as I live.

It was Ruby Landry
we buried that day.

That is her sister, Gisselle.

That is not Pearl's mother.

Thank you, Gladys.

I know that was
really hard for you.

Your witness.

Your honor, we'd like
to request a recess.

Judge: Very well.

I wish I could just tell
them I know you're Ruby

because I can see your heart.

What are we gonna do?
We're gonna lose Pearl.

Keep being yourself.
Keep telling the whole truth.

No one can hide
from who they are

and what they've
done in the end.

The whole truth.

Haven't we already
told the truth?

Not everybody has.

Call octavious Tate.

Excuse me?

He knows the truth.

I'll write down
exactly what to ask.

This court is back in session.

Mr. Polk, are you
ready for your closing?

Uh, yes, your honor.

Uh, we would like to
call one more witness

if it pleases the
court before closing.

Please, your honor.

There's something
everyone needs to hear.

Uh, we would like to call
octavious Tate to the stand.

Objection. Process violation.

Overruled.

I... I want to hear this.

Thank you, your honor.

Octavious?

Mr. Tate, were you
happy when you heard

that Paul and Ruby had married?

No.

I wasn't.

You didn't want your son
Paul and Ruby Landry to marry?

It wasn't simply
because you didn't think

they made a good couple, was it?

It was another reason.

Please do what
is right, Mr. Tate.

Ma'am, do not
speak to the witness.

Mr. Tate.

Yes.

There was another reason.

Octavious!

I am tired of
hiding behind a lie,

and I cannot separate
another mother from her child.

Your honor, when I was a young
man I was hunting in the bayou

and I came across an
enchanting young woman.

And though I was married
to Gladys at the time,

I gave in to my
desires that night.

And as a result, my
son Paul was born.

Your honor, I have
made a mistake

that I have had to live with
and cover up all these years.

The truth is,

that enchanting young
woman was Ruby's mother.

My son, Paul Tate,
and Ruby Landry

were half brother and sister.

My wife and I, we kept up
the lie for the sake of propriety,

but this, this is not proper.

Pearl is not Paul's daughter.

Case dismissed.

Congratulations.

I am so happy for you.

Pearl my darling, where are you?

Pearl, no.

These things are not for you.

I've told you, never
touch mommy's stuff.

Sorry, momma.
They're just so pretty.

Come here, sweet love.

What do you think?

Does that look like mommy?

Mm-hmm.

Hello, my lovely ladies.

Daddy!

Mommy, can I rub your
belly and say hi to the boys?

Sure you can, sweetie.

I felt them kick!

To fate.

And family.

To fate, and family.

To fate, and family.