All language subtitles for Girlfriends s04e15 Good Catch or Bad Hop

My name is Maya, and I am a single
mother.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Maya, Maya, what
the hell are you doing?

We're going to do my lazy aftercare.

No. Look, I'm trying to do a documentary
on the plight of a single mother, okay?

Not a black woman's guide to making a
fool of herself.

Just be yourself, you know?

Be natural.

Keep it real. Be natural. Keep it real.
Okay, girl, my bad. I thought you wanted

something prepared.

Okay, well, then you need to be more
clear and specific about what you want,

okay? All right? Because I am a single
mother, and I have single mother things

to do. You may not know what they are,
but they are single and real, so I can't

be real.

Matter of fact, turn the camera back on,
because I'm ready for the real, for

real. Thank you.

Maya Wilkes, single mother, take two.

Action.

My name is Maya Wilkes, and I...

Good!

I know I need to shave, but damn.

What's up, huh? You out of sugar?

Need a stamp?

Got stranded, need me to float your roll
of toilet paper again? What?

No, your limo is here, Miss Daisy.

Oh, honey, don't hate the limo. Hate the
fact that you ain't got one.

Now, look, I may not have a limo, but
when I have a date, I do know how to

it. Oh, really? Treat it with what? A
piggyback ride? Because ain't your car

broke down?

Dealer recall.

Whatever. It's still blocking the alley.

Look, all I'm trying to say is, however
the brother gets to the door, he needs

to get to the door.

Doesn't it bother you that the driver's
always picking you up and not Alex? I

mean, my man is treating you like you're
a groupie or something.

Excuse me?

Maya, I'm just trying to talk to you as
a friend, okay? Now, I'm not trying to

start nothing.

Great. Don't start none, won't be none.

Hey, Maya.

What now, Jalen?

Hey, do you think your driver can swing
a brother by pet boys?

Maya, I have only two words for you.

Jackpot and your ass is deep in it.

Private parties, limousines.

Baseball boyfriend.

Tony, Alex is not my boyfriend.

Okay, baseball boy toy, whatever.

And plus, I'm not with Alex for all
that.

Of course you're not.

So where's Sammy Sosa anyway? I thought
he was going to be right into the party

with us.

Uh -oh, he said he's going to meet us
there.

No.

Have you let your little baseball player
slide in the home yet?

No.

I let him still second, but I picked him
off trying to make a move toward third.

Good girl. Wait till he renegotiates
that contract.

Where's your baseball player boyfriend?

He's not my boyfriend.

Boy toy.

Alex. His name is Alex. And he said he's
going to meet us there.

And you know what, Lynn? You don't need
to be worried about him. You need to be

worried about you.

Girl, you cannot be rolling up in the
party looking like, I'll just burp you

out.

Don't worry. I packed a change of
clothes.

What did you pack? An extra pair of
armpits? Because you're killing me.

This funk comes from working. I've been
out all day interviewing struggling.

Single mothers. The ones who wash limos,
not ride in them.

Just because I am fortunate enough to
have limousine service does not mean

I am not struggling.

All right, last time I checked, this is
not Christelle.

Hello, ladies.

Hi. Hi.

Hey, girls.

Oh,

my God. This is really nice.

We love my baseball player.

Yay. Baseball has been very, very good
to us.

Where's your baseball player boyfriend
anyway?

He's not my boyfriend.

Boy toy.

Alex. His name is Alex and Joan. He said
he was going to meet us there.

Okay.

What's that smell?

It smells like perfume and... Fuck.

I'm not finished, okay?

He's with me. I hope you don't mind me
bringing my main man, Dan.

Hey! Well, the blacker the berries, the
sweeter the juices.

Look out, lady.

Dan has bought a day game.

Uh, William, since when did you get a
male friend?

Oh, we've had a cadre of comrades.

But now that little Maya's dating a
future Hall of Famer, they've started

returning my calls.

Well, Dan did.

So, what's your name?

Gonorrhea.

Pretty.

So, Maya, where's our baseball -playing
boyfriend?

He's not my boyfriend.

Boy toy.

Alex! His name is Alex, okay? And for
the last time, he said he's going to

us there. So all of you just need to sit
back, shut up, and enjoy the damn rye.

So what do you do for fun?

I kill people.

I can get with that.

And William, you're sure Alex will sign
our rookie cards? Of course.

Trust me.

Alex is my best friend, my pal, my age
boon. Trust me.

Hey, Maya. Yo.

You've got to get Alex to sign these for
me. I'll do anything.

I'll give you a week off. A week?

Cool. But then I haven't signed one of
your butt cheeks.

Can't sell a butt cheek on Ebay.

of Alex Mendoza, we should be on the VIP
list. Name?

Maya Wilkes. Correction. It's Maya
Wilkes plus one very attractive posse.

Except for minus this one because he's
not getting anywhere near my posse.

Sorry. Don't see a Maya Wilkes or her
posse.

Okay, well, there must be some kind of
mistake because we should be on that

list. Why?

Who are you?

I'm Alex's... I'm his... special friend.

Special friend?

Girl, we're at the Velvet Rope. Unless
you have some special drugs to knock

wall -up brother out, we ain't getting
in. You better whip out the wife card.

Look, somebody better whip out
something, because I got to pee like a

Guys, you know what? This is crazy.

I'm seeing this man, and I don't even
know what to call myself.

How about my girl?

Does that work for you?

Maya will. She's with me. No problem.

Name?

Maya Wilkes.

Name?

Maya Wilkes.

I cannot believe you, Alex. I was not
scoping you. Maya, come on, please. You

were peeping me.

You know how they do. The women, they
always play. I see him. I think he's

looking. Okay, but I'm not going to talk
to him again. I know what you're

talking about. I get that one all the
time.

So honestly, you can really say you
didn't feel no attraction between us

first met? Yes, I can really say that I
did not feel any.

She can't honestly say anything with
that million -dollar tongue down her

throat.

How about we take this show back to my
place?

Honey, I would like to, but I can't have
rehab for my arm in the morning.

I cannot miss.

Oh, come on.

You know, you never come over.

What's that about?

You always have something to do or
somewhere to go.

I think I just want to spend some time
with you.

Alone.

And you will, okay? I promise.

I promise.

I'm going to call you.

You guys.

It was nice meeting you. I got to go.

No, no, no, no, no. Keep having fun and
nice on me.

Bye.

Except her.

I got gonorrhea.

What's up?

Is that your hair?

That was so much fun.

I haven't done that since prom.

Oh, or this.

Oh, sweetie.

God, I know how you feel.

It reminds me of when Ellis and I first
started dating.

He took me to that premiere, and then he
just completely pushed me aside.

Yeah, but, you know, you and Ellis were
different, Joan. I mean, you had issues,

and he was a screwed -up actor. Totally
different.

Right? I don't know.

I haven't dated a lot, so I don't really
know what to expect.

But I just feel like I'm the only one
trying to build a relationship.

Then just talk to him, sweetie.

I don't think I can do this.

Yes, you can.

You just have to tell him how you feel.

No, not Alex.

I mean, I can't talk to you looking like
a troll doll.

What the...

It's open.

Lynn, what the hell?

Hello, kid.

Lynn,

what's going on here?

Nothing but a heated game of blackjack.

I'm up three starbursts, a blow pop, and
a Snoop Dogg CD.

Hit me.

Lynn, you have all of my furniture.

I know. I'll send you a thank you note.
I found some lovely ones in my new

credenza.

How did Alex get into my play?

Oh, Alex didn't come. I let in some
delivery guys.

Apartment managers can do that, you
know. Hit me.

Who were they?

Well, this is Trey. What's up?

Malik. Yo.

Will. Pleased to meet you, ma 'am.

And Lily.

Pete.

I was interviewing their mothers for my
documentary, and I'm kind of paying them

with free babysitting.

And who were they?

I don't know, but they weren't in the
original headcount.

We can play cards or what?

Yeah, because that's my mom's new dog. I
need to win that back.

You know what, Lynn? You can have all of
my new stuff, but I want all my old

stuff when I get back.

So, kids, who wants to play the move the
furniture game again? If we find out

this isn't a real game, I'm not going to
be the only one missing some teeth.

All I'm saying is the bases were loaded.

Would it have killed you to lean into
one of them?

You know, you cost me a lot of money on
that game.

But if you put your Juan Hancock on all
these babies, we'll call it even.

Oh, hey, baby.

What's up? You all right?

I know that frost.

Hope you got your cup on.

What's the matter, baby? You don't like
the furniture?

Of course, I liked it.

Alex, what I don't like is the fact that
I'm supposed to just accept it like I'm

some sort of gold digger or something.

Who called you a gold digger? Nobody,
because I'm not one.

But, you know, I don't think you
understand that.

I understand. No, no, no, I don't think
you do.

Alex, all of this whining and dining and
limos and furniture, it's not me. I'm

not like that.

You know, and it's not my place to
accept these things from you.

Not your place.

You are my girl, right?

Yeah, but I... Well, then it's your
place to accept it.

It's my girl's place to have nice things
given to her.

It's my girl's place to be showered with
things she's never had before.

And it's also my girl's place not to
penalize me for having money.

Okay, Maya, I'm rich.

Yeah, well... And if I'm rich, then my
girl is rich, too.

She benefits.

If you're waiting for me to act like
some ordinary guy, I'm sorry, I cannot

it. I'm not ordinary.

And neither are you.

Which is why I care about you so much.

I care about you too.

Good.

Then know your place, okay?

It's with me.

All day, every day.

You're my special girl.

Oh, isn't that sweet?

There you go.

So, I've been invited up to an estate in
Bel -Air

to have tea and to hobnob with all the
other ballplayers. I like the sound of

that, girl.

I like the way she threw in the word
hobnob.

Only a few women at the girlfriend level
have ever broken into the Y Club

League.

And to do it without letting a baseball
player dip his bat?

Your ass is good.

After he gets his bail from treating us
to this spa day, I may have to wave a

brother home tonight.

And could you do me a favor and say that
again? I'd like to document how a

single mother would degrade herself to
get a toe painted.

Hey, you come on that camera. I'm
canceling your pedicure.

Well, then I'm signing off because I got
some toenails that could climb a tree.

So, Maya, how'd you work things out with
Alex?

Well, we talk things over, and I just
have to accept the fact that he's a star

athlete, and I'm his girl, and it's my
place to be showered with things I've

never had before, so it don't hang.

Now that we're all sucking from the
athlete.

Where to next, sugar mama?

Well, Alex is at some sort of baseball
function, and he's always talking about

how it's happening on the roof of the
Criterion.

So, you girls down?

Looks like we're up on the roof.

The roof, the roof is on fire.

We don't need no water, let's burn.

Oh, God, not him again. Oh, my God, what
are you, like, the only bouncer in L

.A.? You're everywhere.

Okay, I'm a bouncer.

That's what I do.

Bounce around.

Excuse us while we bounce on in.

Lady, this is a private party.

No invite, no inside.

Private party? That's crazy. Remember
us? We're Maya Wilson.

Hey, what are you doing? Is that Alex?

Oh, oh, my goodness. It sure is.

Okay, guys, we are so in there.

Alex!

Hey, Alex!

Hey.

How you doing? Hey, baby.

Hey.

I'm good. How are you? What are you guys
doing here? Trying to get into the

party. What are you doing here? I
thought you had a baseball function to

Oh, I do. This is it.

One of my buddies plays for Anaheim.
This is his party. Oh, well, cool.

Then could you tell the rock over here
that we're with you so we can get this

party started?

Hi.

Oh, Maya, I cannot just invite anyone
into my man's party. That's not right.

You're not just inviting anyone into
your man's party. You're inviting your

girlfriend and her three girlfriends.

Her three cute girlfriends?

Cute shoes on.

Whose feet are starting to hurt.

Just want to clarify.

I don't want to see what the problem is,
baby.

The problem is I did not invite you. You
know, if I thought this was an

appropriate place for my girl to be, I
would have asked you to come, but I

don't, so I didn't.

Alex, you don't control where I will or
will not go.

It's the public place.

Yes, but it's a private party.

Okay, Maya, this is no place for you.

All right, there are no wives or
girlfriends in here.

Only the ballplayers.

Excuse me.

Who in the hell are they? The bad girls?

Oh, those?

Those are just women.

No!

Hey, I did not invite them here either,
okay?

They're just here.

Here for who, Alex?

Here for whoever, I don't know.

Honey, let's just... You know, no, no,
you know what?

Maybe you can help me wrap my head
around this, because I'm having a really

tough time understanding this whole
thing, okay?

I'm going to ask you one more time.

Will you or will you not get us into
this party?

Maya, I am just saying. What are you
saying?

I'm just saying. Maya,

I'm just saying. What are you saying? I
don't really hear anything.

I'm saying no, Maya. Get it?

He doesn't want you here.

You're messing up his game.

You're saying to the beach, you're the
trophy. He only wants to flash when he

feels like it.

Honey, I know I've been there.

You know what he's doing.

Come on, you know why these women are in
here.

You don't have to hear him say it to
know it's true.

He's a coward.

Screw him.

Yeah!

Well, hey, Sister Ella.

Oh, you home early from the ball, huh?
Watch that limo turn into a pumpkin on

you.

You could say that.

Hey, look, Maya.

I'm sorry about the other day, okay?

You know, I shouldn't be getting in your
business like that.

I was just making bad jokes.

Whatever. It doesn't matter.

Alex and I are through.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

What can you do?

Sometimes it just doesn't work out.

I guess it's true what Big Mama used to
say.

If a man ain't already crazy, he ain't
far from it.

Oh, whoa, whoa. Hey, come on now. Not to
totally diminish the words of Big Mama,

but not all of us men are crazy.

Well, it doesn't even matter anyway,
because I'm not looking.

You know, sometimes that's when you find
them.

I'm not going to find anything, Jalen.

Okay, unless they flash across my 30
-inch flat screen.

Oh, so you're keeping the furniture.
Hell yeah. I'm mad at Alex, not the

furniture. Ain't the plan, not the
plasma.

You got to admit, it's fate we both
ended up here together.

No, it's not, because you've been
stalking me for three days.

True.

So when are you going to go out with me?

The day after never.

Okay, but that day is looking pretty
full.

Look, you know what? I'm not going to go
out with you, okay?

Why you got to burn me like this,
gonorrhea?