All language subtitles for The Kings of Napa s01e01 Pilot.eng

[music]

♪ Soak up that spotlight

♪ We got that good time

♪ Jump on it hold tight

♪ Feel the heat like dynamite

♪ Follow my rainbow
Let's get that pot of gold ♪

♪ Bring your whole game
to the floor ♪

♪ You know what we here for ♪

- I put his stuff at the door
with a Post-It that said, "Boy, bye!"

[laughter]
- Adios, amigo!

- I mean, don't eat the goods,
won't suck the wood.

- Hey.
- It's been ages since you got those double-D batteries

on a monthly subscription
from Amazon, huh?

- Okay.
[laughter] [simulates buzzing]

[laughter]
[simulates vibrating noise]

- Ooh!
[laughter]

- Compliments of the chef.
- Oh! No, we can't.

- Oh, but we can, Maddi.
Bridgette, you in?

- Mm...
- [Speaks Italian]

In English, Grandmother's Tart.
And our dessert wine from Portugal.

- Oh, these two know good wines.
Her family owns House of King Wines in Napa.

- A-are you the sommelier?
- Marketing whiz.

- Should I bow or curtsey?

[chuckling]

- Damn, this is a nice one.
- Mm-hmm.

- Where's this vinified?
- A tiny place just outside Vila Nova, on the coast.

But there's a shortage
since the pandemic.

Salute,ladies.
[ladies]: Cent'anni!

- Dua cent'anni!
[boisterous laughter]

♪ Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah ♪

[Maddi]: I can see
you're up to something, August. What's going on?

[up-tempo music]
♪ Oh yeah yeah yeah ♪ Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

♪ Oh yeah yeah yeah
♪ All my friends and me ♪

[ringing]

- Yo, yo. What up, sis?

- Hey. Just making sure
you plan on coming to family dinner tonight.

I've got a big pitch
I want to run by the fam. It's gonna be a game-changer.

- You know I'm always down
to hear your shit. - [laughing]: No.

You're always ducking out
of dinner early

'cause you got some random
bust-down bae in your bed.

- Hey, why they gotta be random?
I'm gettin' last names now.

Baby, what was
your last name again? - Johnson.

- And, by the way, you better
holla at your big brother

about your creative spurt
so he can get his fleet ready.

- Yeah, I'm calling him
right after this.

It's a big idea.
He's gonna love it.

♪ I'm-a work it out
I'm-a show you how I get it done ♪♪

[phone ringing]

You know
I'm in my investor meeting.

- Dana, just making sure
you can come to family dinner tonight. I have an idea.

- It better be about
marketing our new Merlot to get our numbers up.

- Better, but I know you and
Rose have weekly date night,

so I'm just making sure
you can squeeze it in. - Obviously. I'm a multi-tasker.

I can listen to your pitch and
still lay down the death stroke. -Ew, TMI.

- But you know Mom's rules.
No business at dinner.

- Groesbeck, can I just get
12 pounds of oxtail, and one of your grandma's pecan pies?

- Just one?
How about I throw in a second for my prettiest customer?

They're fresh out of the oven.

- Yeah, gimme two, I might have
to scarf one down in the car.

[phone ringing]

[August]: Hey, Mom.
- No marketing presentations at dinner.

- Dana called you already?
What is he, Black Lightning?

- This is my sacred ground,
August.

My rules are my rules,
and he is just saving you from yourself.

- Come on, Mom. I got one
of those maple-pecan pies.

With honey dribble.

- No. No, you didn't!
- Of course I did.

Someone has to restore
the soul of our nation.

- Alright, after dessert,
but keep it short.

- Perfect. See you tonight.

[door opening]
Hey, cuz.

- Hey! I harvested some grapes
this morning,

and picked these from my garden.
Open up.

- Mm.

- Hmm?
- Damn. [door opens and closes]

Is Aunt Melanie back
from the motherland yet? - You know my mom.

Free spirit helping the world.

- Mm.
- I bet she's got an app telling her where the next crisis is.

- Even Doctors Without Borders
needs boundaries.

- We're supposed to take
a mother-daughter trip to New Orleans soon,

but until then,
her heart's in Burkina Faso.

- Oh, hey, Bridge!
- Hey, Aunt V. - Hey.

- Hey, Mama.
- I like your hair down.

You should do that more often.
Brush. Hair. Very chic.

- Auntie always got
somethin' to say.

- I know.
- But I come with love.

- Oh, yeah, love.
- Yes. - [whispers]: And shade.

[August laughs]

[laughter]
- Hey, do you know where my dad is?

- He told me he had his last
patient an hour ago,

so you know where he's at.
- Yeah, I do. Come on.

You know, the doctor said
those could kill you.

- I survived COVID,
I'm pretty much bionic.

- Look, I, uh, I know we've
taken some big hits lately, but I have an idea.

- You warming the plate?
[August laughs]

You know I'm a sucker
for my baby girl. - Is it that obvious?

- Honey, relax.
Look at the sun, look at the beautiful sky.

Can't you take a moment
and cherish this? It's magnificent.

- It is nice.

That sunset could be the label
for our new Pinot Grigio.

- See? It's that mind of yours
that's gonna take us places.

- Let's go, peeps. Time to grub.

- Gotta move before your mother
kills us. - [chuckles]: Yeah.

[car engine roaring]
[hip hop blasting]

- You know,
he always was a shy kid. [laughter]

[crickets chirping]
- Come on, we've been working for 18 months straight.

It's time for a vacay.
- I say we go to the Maldives, Reggie.

- Now, that's what's up.
The lifestyle guru has spoken. - Thank you.

- We just got out
of an economic hole.

Why don't we keep it simple,
head to Martha's Vineyard?

- Nah, Dad!
We always go to the vineyard.

Let's switch it up this year.
Safaris!

- Last time we did that,
we almost got eaten by lions. - What about Modena?

We could check out
the irrigation system the Fociellas built.

- You guys begged me
to buy the Oaks Bluff house. - You know, I'm with Dad.

Let's do the Vineyard.
Easy, breezy.

We could sit on the porch,
and read some old books about wine.

- We got a porch right here!
I want the beach! Sun!

- For somebody who barely works,
you have a lot of ideas on how we should spend our money.

- It's our money.
- No, it's your mom's and my money.

[chuckling]
We just make you think it's your money.

[laughter]
Don't get it twisted.

To family.

[all]: To family.

[all]: Cheers.

- Lovely dinner. Oxtail?
[kiss noise]

[laughter]

- Thank you,
I've been up all night. [laughter and chatter]

[upbeat jazz playing]

[laughter]
Reggie, honey, we're ready.

[laughter]

[indistinct chatter]
[laughter]

[Reggie]: Okay, baby girl,
let's hear your vision.

- Okay.

So, for the last five years,
our bread and butter has been our reds and whites.

Our House of Kings Merlot,
our Syrah, our Pinot Grigio, our Chardonnay.

- If you're biting my bourbon
thing, I'm-a kill a bitch. - Hey.

- What?
I said "bish," not "bitch."

[August]: Okay,
no one's biting anything.

But... we haven't thought
about dessert wines.

- Why should we?
Profit margins are low. [Reggie]: He's right.

Not worth it
to a vineyard our size.

- That's because they haven't
been marketed correctly.

In the last few years,
desserts have been popping off.

Everyone has a sweet tooth.
People have learned to eat the goddamn cake.

But dessert wines,
they're coming from Europe.

That's a lot of tariffs and
fees for a bunch of restaurants that barely survived last year.

Since we're local,
we could be the only supplier.

- Your brilliant ideas
cost too much.

- We could use the Grenache
grapes toward the back of the vineyard,

makes for a fresh Port.

- Dad? This would be dope.

Between this and our new Merlot,
we could jump our sales.

- I could do a posh
PR campaign for it.

[Reggie]: You gotta spend money
to make money.

[Dana]: Our profits
aren't there yet, Pop. If anything,

we need to double-down
on a white, maybe do a limited edition.

- We did that two years ago.
- And it worked, so let's do it again.

- We don't want to be some
tired vineyard putting out the same gimmicks every year.

- Let me think about it.
- Dad, why do you always entertain her erroneous ideas?

- Bruh, don't be so extra.
Ain't nobody trying to steal your shine.

- Maybe she's onto something.
- How will we convince restaurants to go with us,

and not stay the course
with what's working?

There's a reason I'm in charge
and you're not.

- Oh, go to hell, Dana.
First of all-- - Alright, alright!

- --my brain is faster
than yours, and Dad's in charge. - Dana got an investor today.

- Who's real,
unlike your fantasy idea.

- Okay, yeah, the world's coming
out of an economic depression,

and you're putting out
a bespoke clothing line? Oh, brilliant.

- Enough! Jesus Christ.

You guys have been
at each other's throats since the beginning of time.

You're family!
And if you haven't learned to stick together by now...

your mother and...
[Bridgette] Uncle Reggie?

[exclamations]
[Vanessa]:ana, call 911! Rose, get some water!

- Dad, wake up!
- Honey, honey, please!

- Daddy, wake up!
- Come on, Reginald, breathe, baby!

[panicked crosstalk]
- Dad! Wake up!

[quietly]: Dad...

I keep having nightmares
his death was my fault.

- August, stop that.
[phone dings] - Oh...

[sighing]
Kelvin?

Why is he texting me?
- Don't. He's married.

Everyone comes out of
the woodwork when someone dies.

- Christian, baby,
how y'all holdin' up? - I can't even, Aunt Yvette.

[sighing]
You alright?

- God is a messy woman.

Sometimes she helps you meet
your sales quota for the month,

other times she takes
your brother too soon.

Damn.

All the rivals are out here too.

- Fake-ass punks.

Probably trying to dance
on his grave.

- People been coming after
your daddy from the jump.

No one could believe a black
surgeon bought a vineyard.

They were expecting him
to rip out those vines and put in a liquor store.

That's my wig, girl!

Yvette King,
making your crown sing! [laughing]

You ready to do this?

- My dad...

was a stand-up guy.

You could count on him to be...

...predictable.
[chuckling]

Every morning,
he would put his left shoe on before his right shoe.

He'd put on some jazz
and make some French roast.

And even if he'd had
three surgeries that night, he would always come home,

and have a glass of wine
with my mom.

He didn't like surprises.
He... loved his routine.

Every day, he'd make us
go outside and take naps.

This would annoy us.
Thought it was a waste of time.

But he thought all Black folk
ever did... was work.

And that the greatest gift
he could give us...

...was time to dream.

I hope he's up there right now,
having a glass of wine,

knowing he gave us the blueprint
on how to live.

We love you, Daddy.

- I love rich Black folks.

- Hmm.
- Especially real rich Black folks.

What do you think
the slaves are sayin'?

- They're dead, Auntie.
- Bull to the shit! We got people all around!

Know what I'm sayin', Bridgette?
Spirits, okay? Ancestors.

- Mm.
[snaps fingers]

[sighs]
- My dad died in a car accident,

so I never got to meet him,
but... I still feel him.

- See? Earth, Wind & Fire
knows what's up. [Bridgette chuckling]

- I think tomorrow,
once the riff-raff peaces out,

we should have a meeting
to discuss House of King's operations.

- Okay, who put
Salty King George in charge?

- He's a Harvard
and Wharton business grad.

[scoffing]
- You always clout chasing. What are you, his hype man?

- Wouldn't have it
any other way.

- She's my wife.
She's got my back.

- Okay, we'll have
a family meeting.

- Don't let him hijack
the throne.

- What throne? My dad is gone.

[crickets chirping]

- I can't believe it.
Dad and I were just in here going over the books.

- I know.
He was just listening to some Coltrane.

[sighing]
- Ugh, I can still smell him.

- Where?

[sniffs]

- Oh... God.
[sniffling]

- It's crazy, right?
He's gone,

but everywhere you look,
he's here.

[sobbing]: I can't.
I can't do this right now. I can't.

- We'll get through it, Mom.
- Honey...

We sacrificed everything
to get this land from the Markson family, everything,

and built an empire out of it,
so how?

How the hell are we gonna
do this without him?

[Christian]: We got this, Mom.

- We'll stick together. Come on.
Let's have a nightcap.

- Ah.
- Or maybe some edibles?

- I'm with that.
[Vanessa chuckling]

[man]: The stocks and bonds are,
of course,

to be turned over
to Vanessa King.

Reginald has also bequeathed
each member of the family

equal shares
of House of Kings wines.

This also includes
his sister Yvette,

who he also made VP of Sales
in the hopes that she'll do for the company

what she did for her wig line.

- Help me, Jesus.
God is clearly a sister,

and she knows
what time of the month it is.

- Does she have PMS and get
on everybody's nerves too? [group chuckles]

- Your father also stipulated
that Rose would continue running PR for the company

as long as you stay married
to Dana.

And Christian,
you'll continue as manager of the bottling facility.

And your father also left funds
for your bourbon business.

- That's what I'm talkin' about.
- And...

Bridgette.

Your uncle left you
a substantial bonus,

as well as a hefty raise
for your salary as manager of the vineyard grounds.

And finally, Reggie believed
that leadership is essential

to House of Kings'
continued growth.

Reginald knew that growth
could only be obtained by dynamic innovation.

- That's you, honey.

- That's why he saw fit
that Dana, with his financial expertise,

should continue
in his role as CFO,

but that August would be
president of the company.

- What? This is bullshit!
I'm the one keeping our books in order!

- Dana, we can do this together.

- I got us back on track.

What was he thinking?

- August, you'll report
to the board.

- Auntie Melanie?

- Hey. Vanessa...

I am so sorry.

My flight was cancelled
coming out of Burkina Faso,

and then it took me two days
to get one out of Frankfurt.

- It's okay, Melanie,
Bridgette told me.

- Hey, honey.
- Hi, Mom.

- How y'all holding up?
- Okay. We're in the middle of this will stuff.

Why don't you grab some food?
We'll be out in a minute.

- Are you talking about that
now?

I actually have
a financial matter I need to discuss with you.

Maybe we could step
into the hallway.

- Well, whatever it is you need
to say, you can say it here.

- Please, it's private, Vanessa.

- Mom, what's going on?
- This'll just take a sec. - I don't have a sec, Mel.

We are all family here.
What is it?

- I loaned Reggie money
from my pharmaceutical settlement.

- What do you mean, you loaned
my husband money? When?

- Two years ago.
He owes me $10 million, and I need it back.

- Why on Earth would my husband
borrow money from you?

- Well, you know the last few
years were tough on him. - Why didn't he go to a bank?

- Yeah, Aunt Melanie, he had
a dozen people he could've borrowed money from.

- It was complicated.
- Complicated how?

When was the last time
you talked to him?

- Two weeks ago.
- So you call me for 20 minutes on my birthday and at Christmas,

but you spoke to my husband
two weeks ago?

- I'm sorry, Vanessa.
It was about the loan.

- Why would you lend him money
in the first place?

- Reggie was turned down
by every bank out there.

Between managing his practice
and this place, he was spread thin.

- Oh, and you didn't think
to tell me about it?

- I promised him I wouldn't.

- Promised.
- Auntie, what's going on? - This is insane.

- Okay, I don't get this.
So you had secrets with my husband.

No, you're lying.
You always lie.

- What is that supposed to mean?
- "Oh, I'm a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader!"

No, you went to cheer camp
in Long Beach, girl.

"Oh, Denzel said hi to me
at the airport."

No, you just passed
a poster of him.

- Okay, maybe I was like that
when I was 20--

- Things are always foggy
with you, Mel.

When Bridgette's dad died,
you wouldn't let any of us go to the funeral.

Shit, we never even got
to meet the man!

- Let's not sweat out our edges.
- He was a musician, right?

Or no, he was a painter.
Or a sculptor.

- I am not lying.
I promised Reggie I wouldn't say anything!

- About what?
- The money, Vanessa!

- No. I don't believe you,
Melanie.

What else were you guys
talking about?

- You know what? I shouldn't
have brought this up.

- Reggie certainly wouldn't
have cared who you were screwing in Africa.

- You know what?
Forget it, Vanessa! Let's not do this right now!

- Do what?! You're the one
having clandestine conversations with my husband.

- Because we had something,
Vanessa.

- What?
What could you possibly have?

- We had a baby!
She's sitting right in front of you!

- Mom, what are you saying?

- Reggie is your father, honey.

Look at her!
She looks just like him!

- You lying wonder. Get out.
Get out of my house now! - Fine!

I have a lawyer
at Stein & Becker. I'll have him call you.

Bridgette! Bridge!
[door slamming]

Honey, let me explain!

Bridgette! Bridgette!

- You told me my dad died
in the accident.

You took me to a grave
every July!

- I know. I'm sorry, baby.
- Why did you lie?!

- Because I promised
not to hurt Vanessa.

And, honey, I wanted you
to have a good life!

Reggie and I happened
a long time ago.

We were gonna tell you
eventually.

I just needed them
to pay me back. That's nearly all we have.

- We?
I don't care about the money! They're my family!

- What if they settle the estate
and there's nothing left?

You know how my sister is.
Bridge...

[August]:
I can't believe this mess.

Cousin Bridgette is our sister.
I-I gotta call her.

- Hell no, she's probably boxing
her mom right now.

No wonder Dad treated her
like a King.

- She is a King.
- This is crazy.

You're about to have a lot
on your hands.

Mom and Dad were everything.
I mean, we thought they were perfect.

- They were perfect.
We can't let this one thing change that.

- I saw him crying one day.

- Dad? Crying?

- Yeah,
and I asked him what was up, but... he wouldn't tell me.

Look, let's just see
if she really did loan him those stacks.

- You know,
Dad did look worried lately.

- And now we're about to have
lawyers all up in our mix.

- Oh shit.
- Wh-what? - Oh-ho-ho!

What was the name of that firm
Melanie said her lawyer was at?

- It was Stein and...
and something. Why?

- Oh, hell no.
He's representing her?

- Your high-school fiancé?
- We were not engaged.

Just... serious. Very serious.

Kelvin's been texting me
all week. I thought he was offering condolences.

- You better connect with him.
We gotta figure this out.

- Yvette, did you know
your brother slept with her?

- Of course not, Vanessa.

- Yvette, don't lie to me.
You two kiki'd twice a week.

You practically invented
the Zoom call.

- Vanessa, sweetie, come on.

I'm sure it was a mistake.
You were Reginald's life.

- Really? 'Cause it sure
doesn't feel that way.

- Mom, can we at least talk
about August becoming president? - Honey--

- I've been the CFO.
- Dana, I don't have time for this right now.

Did you know your father
borrowed $10 million from my sister?

- No! If Dad was having
financial problems,

he cooked the books
so I wouldn't catch it.

- Well, why the hell not?
The money's your job. That's why August got promoted.

- That's not fair!
This is not my fault! I'm not gonna own this!

- Ugh!

[sniffling]

- Mom, you gotta stop.
You don't... you don't eat like this.

- Well...
I used to when I was on TV.

Shove it all down my throat,
then throw it up before I went on.

I gave up my whole career
for your father.

I could've been Joy Reid by now.

Please tell me you found
something, August.

Why did he have to borrow
money from her?

- I don't know.

You know, it costs a lot
of money to run this place.

The fermentation tanks,
the land, the fires,

the pandemic,
six different wines.

- And Bridgette!

I love her.
She is my niece, but you get that I can't have her back here.

- She's like my sister, Mom.

- She is my husband's
illegitimate child, who I bathed, bought gifts for,

and I took her on vacation,
August, and they were laughing behind my back.

- Bridgette's a bystander
in this.

She grows our grapes,
she knows our soil. We can't just fire her.

- She is making a fool of me!

Your father thought
that you could run this place.

As president
of House of Kings,

find a way
to pay my sister back.

♪ Something about your face

♪ Something about your heart ♪

- Hey!
- Hey! - Hmm.

Um...
- Really? Come here. [laughter]

By the way, I'm so sorry
to hear about your dad.

You know how much
he meant to me. I know I didn't make the funeral, so...

- It's okay, it's alright.
Thank you.

- Let's sit down.
- Yes.

[bartender]: Welcome, sir.
- Hi.

- So how are you?
- Good. - Yeah?

- Yeah. You look great.

So does this place!
- Thank you.

- Look, I got your message.

You're still leaving
those eight-minute jammies on the phone.

[laughing]: I had no choice.
This is a conflict of interest.

- Oh, well,
we broke up senior year.

- Okay, well,
you do criminal law.

- Amongst other things.
[chuckles]

Look, your aunt's
repped by my firm.

That's why I was hitting you up.
Bridgette and I were homies too back then.

I know this is a lot.
- Yeah, I mean, this $10 million loan?

It could destroy us right now.
- Yeah.

- Why can't we pay Aunt Melanie
back in instalments?

- Well, Melanie feels,
with Dana in charge of the books and your mom in his ear,

monthly payments
could get low-key shady.

- I'm trying
to liquidate a few assets, but can you ask her?

[quietly]: Yeah.

- So what happened to New York?
I thought that was your calling?

- Hmm. I got a better gig.

- Mm-hmm.
- I've been back three years.

- Oh, wow. Okay.

[both chuckle]

- Listen.
Your mom will get over this. She's in her feelings now.

Your dad, he could've left
at any time if he felt he made a mistake.

You all are what was
important to him.

- Yeah.

- Hey, girl.
- Oh, momma. Mm!

- What were you thinking,
Melanie?

Just rollin' up in there,
talkin' out your neck?

- She kept pushing and pushing,
Yvette.

- You were supposed
to take that to your grave, not spill all the tea.

That was two pots
and a thermos full.

Shoot. I burned my lip
just hearing you.

- Look, I wanted to come
and support my sister,

but I knew at some point
we were gonna have to talk about this.

Every time I asked Reggie when
he was gonna give me my money, he kept saying, "Next month."

- How's Bridgette taking it?
[sighing]

- Gosh. She hates me.

[sighing]

I was gonna tell her
about everything, but... I can't now.

She doesn't get
how hard this has been.

I've wanted to come clean
for years, but Reggie put that off too.

You've gotta make sure
August does right by me.

- Girl, I told you ages ago
to let that go.

Men are clear.
If they want you, they'll move the world for you.

If they don't, they'll walk
all over you like a doormat.

You remember Leroy, my ex?

- Yeah, the plumber?
He was so funny.

He could play some spades.

- Every year, he said
he was going to commit, put a ring on it.

But online gambling
had his heart. Hmm.

Now he's in a homeless shelter,
praying he'll win the lottery so he can piss that away too.

I loved him.

My brother loved Vanessa
the same way Leroy loved online gambling.

So now I'm Switzerland.

I'm not involved in this mess.

- You are.
You knew, so we're all in it.

[August]: The Shinique Smith,
the Harry Winston necklace.

- Are you serious?!
You deactivated my card?!

I had to come in
through the back!

- No, no.
My mom must've done that.

I'm sorry. This is crazy, right?

We're sisters.
How are you holding up?

- I feel betrayed, August,
confused.

I just want the mute the
nonsense and get back to work.

But don't take the vineyard
away from me.

- No, no. Come here.

- I wish none of this
was happening.

Listen, I love you.
You're my best friend.

Okay? But this...
this is gonna take some time.

- Mom, please!
- Get off our property.

- I work here too,
Aunt Vanessa, remember?

- Not anymore.
- Mom, come on, let's not fight.

- You need me!
None of you know how to make wine!

- Christian can do the grapes.
- Oh, then you'll definitely go down.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- This isn't your love, Christian.

But for me,
these grapes are everything.

Besides, I'm working
on something special here.

- Well, thank goodness
we're in Napa, then.

There's plenty of grapes
to tend to here.

Now, I will give you
a good job reference. Goodbye, Bridgette.

- Listen, I'll talk to her,
and we'll fix it.

- Fix it now.
I'm a King! I'm a goddamn King!

♪ Inside there's a white noise

♪ Between our bodies
and this red wine ♪

♪ We got no choice

♪ It all turns... ♪

- Girl. There are five brothers
I played "woulda coulda shoulda" with.

You are fiendin' and grievin'.

- I always thought I'd end up
with someone like my dad.

Kelvin was the closest thing.
Funny, charming...

[chuckles]
My dad loved him.

But then he goes and marries
some basic Holly Homemaker,

and... I don't know how to sew.

- You make... reservations.

When the time's right,
you'll meet someone.

- I just need to figure out
a way to pay Aunt Melanie.

You should've seen
Bridgette's face.

Ugh. She was crushed.

She loves this place
as much as I do.

- This will blow over.
- It's like my dad dropped a bomb,

and we're all left
to clean up the fallout.

Why would he choose me
over Dana, hmm?

Dana would be better
at all of this.

- You're a people person,
August, just like your daddy.

You were up under his wing,
learning everything.

He saw your passion.

This is about legacy.

- But Dana's right,
I don't know the numbers.

- That's why your dad
was teaching you the books, the profit margins...

You're the only one who can
bring this family back together.

Dana is a savage who would sell
all this land for a quick buck.

- Mm. It's true.
How are you holding it together?

- I know my brother's good.

The big man's got this handled.

- Auntie.

- Now turn this computer off.
[August laughs]

Bad bitches don't look back.
[August laughs]

- Dad took a loan out
on the Oaks Bluff home,

so even if we sell that
and some more art at Sotheby's, we're still short.

We're meeting Kelvin tomorrow
to present a settlement.

- And cashing in the stock
would be a mess,

but what about Willy Wonka's
bourbon distillery?

Dad never really believed
in it anyway.

- Hey, that is my baby.
And don't disrespect a classic like that.

- How about the New York place?

- He refinanced it.
- Plus, I use it to court advertising clients.

- Then you'll stay
at the Four Seasons like the rest of us.

Oh, come on, guys.
I'll cut my spending.

I'll... turn in my Range Rover.

[family laughs]
- Oh, now you're trippin', boo. [laughter]

- August, you spend $2,000
a month on pop-up restaurants,

scarfing down $90 ramen
with gold leaf and caviar.

Let's not forget
about your clothes budget, hair, waxing.

You couldn't get your spending
in check if Paul Krugman spoon-fed your directions.

- You know what your problem is,
Dana?

You just can't handle
the fact that Dad wanted me to have this and not you.

- Dad didn't give me the job
because he couldn't see me.

- Dana,
you know that's not true.

- Your father saw you,
he loved you.

- Oh, come on.
I couldn't look him in the eye so he didn't see me as a man.

August was the acceptable face.

- Bullshit. I got this job
because I have great ideas.

[Vanessa sighing]
Because I have a vision for this place

as something greater
than a cash cow.

- Okay, La-La Land.

- I'm also the one who told Dad
to buy this place.

Yeah, I knew
it was a great idea. You were off at boarding school,

having Thanksgiving dinner with
some well-connected white family when I pitched this vineyard.

One of my La-La Land ideas
will get us out of all of this. Bespoke that.

[indistinct]
[scoffing]

- Okay.

[loud traffic noise]

Look, we've gone over
our accounts,

and we realize our father
owes a lot.

But right now,
it's time to reach a settlement.

- The number is 10 million,
August. - Five million.

Plus we'll let her in on our IPO
when we go public in two years.

- Well, that sounds great
unless your Wall Street dreams dry up like raisins in the sun

with Christian on duty.

- Our grapes will be plump
and juicy. Trust.

- Look, I've thought about it.

I'll take the settlement.
As long as Bridgette gets her job back.

- We can work that out.
- Hell no.

You and your offspring will not
step foot in my home again.

- We are family.
- That's a Sister Sledge song.

- So you want a court to decide.

- Bring it on.
- Is this really how you want to play this?

Do you really want everyone
in Napa to know

that your picture-perfect life
wasn't as ideal as you made it seem?

Because that's what will happen
if we go to court.

You will lose more
than just money.

I know the whole book,
chapter and verse.

I will spill it all.
Don't you push me.

- Aunt Melanie's
lost her damn mind.

What does she mean,
she knows the whole book?

- Oh, who cares? My sister's
been churning out fibs

since she's been sporting
cornrows in second grade.

- Mom, she's just hurt.
She's not gonna take the settlement

if Bridgette
doesn't get her job back!

- Your momma's acting like
she is the first Black person to be backstabbed by her family.

This mess goes back to Othello.

What's your plan?

- I don't know.

- Hey, where you goin'?

- I gotta go.
I-I gotta go think.

[jazz playing]

- Coltrane or Miles?

- Oh, so we're
closeted besties now?

I'm surprised
you drove over here.

[sighing]
- I didn't know you were painting again.

- If I can't work,
I gotta do something.

You know Christian's ass
had the nerve to FaceTime me,

begging me to teach him
how to harvest the grapes?

[August chuckling]
- He can be sometime-y, but... he needs your help.

I think I may have
a way to fix this.

- Ah.
- Our dad would kill us. [laughter]

- "Our dad."
He was your dad.

Everyone keeps reminding me
what I really was.

Yes, we're drinking straight out
of the bottle, you... shithead!

[laughter]

So what's your plan?

[mid-tempo jazz]

- This was a good idea.

- I had Groesbeck
make all your favourites.

- My granddad loved
cooking for you.

I just want to follow
in his footsteps.

- So I... know you have
your reservations about me doing this job,

but I want this, Mom.

I know I can do it.
I have a vision.

- Mm-hmm.
True business people are sharks, honey,

ready to go in for the kill
at any time.

You know I love you,
and I want you to succeed in running the company,

but the art of surprise
is your weakness.

You can't just make a pitch.

You gotta get everybody
on your side first. Business people are cut-throat.

Bam and shock 'em
just when they least expect it.

- And you don't think
I can do that? - Hmm...

- Oh, okay.

Well, um, how's this?
[footsteps approach]

- Oh, hell no.

- No, definitely not.

- I'm lookin'
at the bottom line, Mom.

- It's just business.
Shock them and awe, right?

[Vanessa]: No.
Nope, this is crazy.

- Check your feelings.
It's time to eat and drink.

- We're mending fences.

[Vanessa]: I will not
be part of this.

- I'm sorry, Ma.
August is right, we gotta come together, yo.

- This is wrong. Uncalled-for.

- But necessary. We're family.

We can't let some messy thing
that happened 30-something years ago ruin that.

- She's right, Vanessa.
I am so sorry.

I should've told you.

But I'll do anything
to make this up to you.

- Hmm. I have a question.

- Okay, good.
Questions are good. - How did this happen?

- Reggie had invited you away
for the weekend, and you said you were sick,

but you were hooking up
with that guy Dennis in Los Angeles.

Well... Reggie found out
because one of his boys was there and gave him the 411.

We were studying together,
and... one thing led to another.

But by the time you got back...
you were over Dennis.

And...
Reggie iced me out so hard

that when I found out...
I was pregnant...

...I had no choice
but to move on with my life. - Mm-hmm.

Was that the only time?
- Of course, that was the only time.

[crosstalk]
- Answer the goddamn question, sister.

Did you sleep
with my husband again? - Vanessa--

- How about when I was
in Jamaica and was gone for a month?

- Vanessa, listen--
- Or when I went to Paris with my sorors?

Or when we were
in Lake Arrowhead and you two had to get firewood?

How about the Obama
inauguration,

when he drove you
back to the Mayflower 'cause you were too drunk?

What about the Congressional
Black Caucus fundraiser when you two got lost?

Tell me the truth, Melanie.

How many times
did you fuck my husband?! [restaurant chatter stops]

- August, this is between them!
We can still patch this up! - I don't know.

- Mom! Come on, do something!
This is your fault!

- August, your father
isn't who you thought he was. He has a lot of demons.

- Aunt Melanie--
- Watch your back, August.

This isn't a game.
There's a lot more to this than you know.

Come on.
[phone rings]

Come on, Bridge.
Come on. Come on.

- What?
[disguised voice]: Must be painful...

to clean up the skeletons
your father left behind.

- Who is this?
- A friend.

I expect you'll keep up
with your father's payments.

Friday. Same place, same time.

Don't disappoint me.

♪ Money money money money

♪ Money

♪ Money money money money

♪ Money

♪ Some people got to have it
Hey hey-eh ♪

♪ Some people really need it

♪ Yeah yeah ♪

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