All language subtitles for Beyond.the.Gates.S02E19.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH_track3_[eng]

"Will Martin Richardson end
the Dupree political dynasty?"

[scoffs]
Like hell.

[deep voice]:
Guess who.

Oh, who else but my best girl?

Mm, always the politician.

Always the father.

You were hedging. Your best girl
could be me, Nicole, or Mother.

[chuckles]

That a story about Martin?

It's more like a hatchet job.

Mm. Reporter thinks he's sly,

insulting you and Martin
at the same time.

He's talking about Martin
being primaried in June.

How's my girl?

She doesn't want you
to drop this,

even though politics
isn't her first language.

Is Martin's campaign manager
counter-messaging?

No doubt. Yeah.

And you just missed Martin.

Uh, the second he left,
this news piece went live.

You think it has legs?

Eh.

24-hour news cycle
cuts both ways.

You can stomp down
one crisis and...

only to have another one pop up.

When faced
with digital Whac-a-Mole,

you don't fight it,
you outlast it.

Bill taught me that.

CHELSEA:
Is it conceited
to look at my own work

and be all, "Damn, girl"?

BILL:
Chelsea,

you know how I feel
about that word.

Oh, please,

you and Mom filled the swear jar

on a regular back in the day.

The objectionable word
here is "conceited."

Use, um, use "confident"
or "crazy-cool," whatever.

Just be proud.

I am.

Well, thanks--
not just for the compliment

but for the crazy-cool
hookup/best present ever.

Lauren Fenmore is like the First
Lady of department stores.

It would have taken Kat and me
forever to get a meeting.

Nah, no, you would have gotten
there eventually,

but since Michael Baldwin
owed me a favor,

I figured, why not support
your enterprise?

All you have to worry about
is meeting the moment.

I know.

Kat's on her way,
and I'm working

on a presentation
for the Fenmore buyer.

Having our bags in her stores
all across the country?

It's going to be
purse game-changing.

Yeah, yeah, I know,
and not to mention

the e-commerce
and the social media shops--

man, the verticals on those.
[chuckles]

You'll have more eyes
on your bags than ever.

You added
The Business of Fashion

to your morning news rotation?

Well, you know, I keep up
with my baby girl's passions.

Aw.

[chuckles]
Well,

your mother gets credit
for my fashion vocab.

I mean, I was married

to one of the most beautiful
supermodels on the planet.

♪ ♪

Sorry, sorry,
we're having issues

with the install
on the new lipo machine.

Far be it from me
to stand in the way

of Fairmont Crest's
nips and sucks.

Well, what did you order for me?

I was waiting.

What?

Usually when I'm this late,
you order for the both of us.

I mean, how many times
have you ordered zucchini fries

when you know I hate zucchini?

Everyone should love them.

They're delicious.

You're letting me choose
and you have that look.

What look?

Why do I feel like you're being
this sweet

because you've done
something dreadful?

GRAYSON: The only time
I've ended up in the ER...

-ASHLEY: Mm-hmm.
-...I thought I had

enough balloons to float a chair
up into the sky.

-[Ashley chuckles]
-Yeah,

but I only had enough
to tip it and me

onto the driveway,
and I broke my arm

-on the pavement.
-Aw.

Mm-hmm.

Well, you were a kid
trying to impress a girl.

Is it working?

Ash, you got a minute?

Um... I'm up to here
with work, so I...

Working or working it?

Excuse me?

-You mind just coming back
another time?
-Derek.

I'm so sorry, Grayson.

Uh, if you could just
move it along, Gray, uh...

GRAYSON:
It's Grayson.

And you should know that by now

because somehow
you're always here where I am.

Step off, bro, I-I could
bench-press three of you.

Look, I don't have the bandwidth

for your rebound boy
right now, okay?

Hey, listen, I'm not your bro.

Ashley's not
your girlfriend anymore,

and if there's anyone who needs
to step off, I think it's you.

Or what?

How are we back
to you accusing me

of every past, present
and future crime under the sun?

I mean, what'd I do this time?
Oh.

There's this big ole volcanic
eruption somewhere this week.

Was that me, too?

If it happened to affect
a certain Articulette

and her whole entire family,
I wouldn't put it past you.

I wish I could give you
a real assist.

I was tearing the pages
out of Mother's Voguemagazine,

plastering them on my walls,

and dreaming of walking
the runway in New York and Paris

instead of learning
at your knee.

All of that political knowledge,
and I didn't drink my fill.

Meanwhile, Nicole was there,
eyes wide,

singing along
to Schoolhouse Rock!

as they taught us
how to change a bill into a law.

[chuckles]
That song was catchy.

For a minute I thought
Nicole was going

to follow you into Congress.

Nah, Nicole was destined to help
people in a whole other way.

You came into the world,
I knew you couldn't be

more gloriously different
from one another.

I came in howling,
and Nicole came in so quiet,

Mother was worried
something was wrong.

Yeah, but still you became
the best of friends,

each other's sissies.

I'm the chocolate
to her peanut butter.

Your closeness gives us comfort.

But don't you underestimate
your strategic acumen.

Your business has as much
intrigue and jockeying as mine.

And a whole lot more stilettos.

Yeah, my baby girl.

Yeah, you did
a lot more than dream.

No, you hustled your way
onto that Voguecover.

You broke ground with
your beauty and your brains.

I did for one brief,
luminous moment.

And you're ascending again,
making a big comeback.

Wow.

We've never been prouder.

Watching you step
into your power.

Finally you're free
of that deadwood Bill Hamilton.

Baby, you know that context is

the mother
of all misunderstandings.

Shh.

I know exactly what kind
of father you are.

It's okay.

Hmm.

Is that the kind of "it's okay"

that gets me benched
from the bedroom?

You were just using Dani

to make up for lost ground
with your kid.

Or am I missing
some of that context?

Man, you know how to read me.

It was just
a dad-daughter pep talk.

You know,
Chelsea and Kat finally have

a date and time
for the Fenmore's meeting.

Mm, so why apologize
for being a good daddy?

Come on.
Are we going to pretend

that you didn't hear me call
Dani beautiful?

Why downgrade the compliment?

The words you used were

"one of the most beautiful
supermodels on the planet."

I hate this.

I'm just going to pay
an Etsy witch

to increase my techie skills,
and poof.

Okay, why aren't you all about
our make-or-break Zoom?

Are you okay?

I was with Gran earlier,

and she didn't even blink
at the Mom situation.

Oh, you mean how Aunt Nicole
is getting her groove back?

You mean taking
somebody else's groove?

I didn't even recognize her.

I should've sent you a picture.

Okay, our brand is
about empowering women

to be and wear
whatever they want.

How can you not want her
to flex?

She's a newly single smokeshow.

Why aren't you backing her up?

Because she's not acting
like herself.

She's got two guys on the hook
at the same time.

Gasp.

Throw a woman in there,
and I would call that paradise.

Well, I would BFM.

BFM, like the crime show
with those fine Mafia brothers?

Okay, that's
BMF: Black Mafia Family.

I mean BFM--
before finding Madison.

Oh, right.

Y'all good again?

You know how I can
sometimes overshoot?

Girl, what did you do?

I proposed to Madison
in the least romantic way.

Oh, my God, why did you
let me go on like that

when you were sitting
on our very first proposal?

-Okay, where's the ring?
-No ring.

You can't propose
without a ring.

You've got to set the tone
for, like, your whole life.

No wonder it wasn't romantic.

You didn't have my help.

What did you say?

What did she say?
Did you get a video?

Oh, we need champagne.

Okay, hey, no champagne.

No ring, no yes.

And I didn't tell you right away

because I spent all night
trying to figure out

how to take it back.

Okay, all right, all right,
down, boy.

-What, me?
-Yes, you.

If you came here
looking for a fight,

you're going to get one
with security.

Sorry, Grayson,
this, this isn't about you.

Something happened today,
and I...

Ash and I may not be
together anymore,

but she's still the person
I need to tell things to.

If she'll let me
after the way I just showed out.

Well, I think
that's up to Ashley.

I'd like to hear him out.

Yeah, all right.

-You text me if you need me.
-Yeah.

WOMAN [over P.A.]:
Nurse Tina to Bed 632.

I thought we were getting to
a good place, a, a friend place.

Look, this isn't me backsliding.

Well, then you better tell it
to me quick

'cause the guy who just hulked
out-- he's gonna be hauled out.

He can't be here.
-I had my fit-for-duty eval
today.

Oh, Derek.

Okay, so, um,
when can you fight fires again?

Another few months?

Never.

They're forcing me to retire.

You're lighting up the room.

At the risk
of being old-fashioned,

I'm going to give Andre
a little bit of credit.

He's earned it,
but today is all Giles--

best massage of my life.

Deep tissue
with a seaweed wrap chaser.

Hmm, your mother might like a,
a massage, hmm,

but it has to be gentle.

-Is Giles oncology-trained?
-I'll ask.

You know, I'd like to be at
Mother's next chemo treatment.

I can be quiet or not quiet.

[chuckling]:
I'd pay to see you quiet.

You know, there may be a little
something we can do for Mother,

even if it's a bit woo-woo.

-I'm listening.
-What about Reiki?

It's not actually
a body massage--

more like an energy shift.

So, the practitioner
lays their hands

above you or barely touches,
and the idea is that

they're balancing the energy and
maybe relieving some discomfort,

helping you to tap
into something bigger than you.

Hmm.

Well, the practice
of laying on of hands

has been around for centuries.

There's no guarantee
it'll help, but...

There are no guarantees, period,
except our family's love.

Mm, I'll run it
by your mother, thanks.

Anytime.

Oh, I hate to have to go,

but I have to see a man
about a runway.

Okay.
[chuckles]

You crashed last night

and slipped out
without waking me this morning.

Don't tell me
we're already so married

that you're no longer going
to surprise me with a big ole...

You were lying there,
looking so damn gorgeous,

I didn't want to disturb you.

I had an early client meeting,
but tonight I'm all yours.

That's not good enough.

You're still mad
about the Dani thing.

Why put off for tonight...

...what we can do right now?

[Bill moans, chuckles]

No harm has been done
to a Dupree by me.

Not Anita or your precious
ex-fairy godmother Nicky

or even your demon half sister
Kitty Kat.

I'm not buying that you woke up
all happy like that.

The medicine that's been
in your bloodstream for years.

Is there no universe where your
mama is just putting out joy?

No.

Look at me, baby.

I am rich, I'm gorgeous,

and I'm on the verge
of having everything I want.

Then what is missing?

Locking down
the man of my dreams.

You cannot be catching feelings

for Old Spice Hottie Shaft.

I am tapping Marcel
short-term, okay?

Now, he is here to protect
and serve an itch.

Okay, your father
will always be goals.

Okay, but to use Marcel, ew.

Lesser of two evils.

You know, most kids--

they actually want their parents
to get back together.

-What's wrong with you?
-Well, you and Dad
wrecked each other.

We made you.

That has to come
from someplace good.

Well, pearls come
from oyster innards,

and diamonds come
from two regular old rocks

pressed together.

I know the hell you didn't just
call your mama an old rock.

The point is,
Dad is with Shanice, okay?

-And it seems
like they're sticking.
-[sighs]

All right, look.

I knew there'd always be
a Shanice, all right?

Not specifically
this ratchet candy striper

but a-a palate cleanser
between good girl and bad girl,

between past and future,
and here she is.

And, yes, she's light
and she's tart

and she's, she's, uh,
destined to pave the way

for forever the main course,
which is moi.

And if Dad takes
too long with his meal?

Then I guess she'll just, uh,

have to enjoy my Teddy Bear
while it lasts.

Because I am sure he is
drafting up her eviction notice.

Unless she's going to run first.

-Hmm. [chuckles]
-Why would she?

Oh, honey, please.
Romances around this time--

the holidays--
they don't last long.

I mean,
maybe up until Valentine's Day.

You know,
cuffing season and all.

You were telling the truth about
not messing with the Duprees.

You've done something
to Shanice instead.

Just tell me
if I should be worried

about cuffing season
or handcuffing season.

He-he.
[chuckles]

I panicked.

She was a breath away
from saying bye forever.

-I had to pivot.
-But she's crazy about you.

Was until she started thinking
that I would choose

party favors over her,
which I wouldn't.

How do I fix this?

Oh, well, you and Madison
had just gotten started

when you went
through some heavy trauma.

Maybe she's just afraid
you'll return

to your original
factory settings?

When you were a lot more, um,

multiple choice
in your love life?

She did mention that,

like she thinks my party girl
self is my authentic self.

No shade,
but is it so ridiculous

to think that maybe
a part of you misses

those multiple choice days
and nights?

-Ladies.
-KAT: Hey.

What the hell's your mom doing
with Jacob's brother?

[chuckles]

Are you trying to kill me?

You're the boss.

Take the rest of the day off.

You just might be
the boss right now.

Well, then come home
and let me take care of you.

-Baby?
-Hmm?

Baby, hey, hey.

Okay, wait, wait, okay.

You can be the boss later.

-[groans]
-Baby, I need a minute.

[sighs]

Okay.

[sighs]:
Oh, God.

I'm always the boss.

[hums tune]

[both sigh]

I need you in top form, okay?

You're not going to sleep
on me tonight.

Yes, ma'am.

God, I'm still that kid
who was just standing

outside the firehouse,
searching for a purpose.

I just...

I never thought I'd find myself
back on the outside looking in.

-Well, you can appeal, right?
-No.

There's no room for anyone
who can't pull their own weight.

Okay, well,
with a little more PT,

you're going to get back
out there and...

Look, that's not gonna fix
my spine, Ash.

I'm out of place.

We're going to think
of something.

We?

Even if we're
not together anymore,

it doesn't mean
I don't still care

about what happens to you.

Fighting fires.

No job's ever going
to replace that.

And I sure as hell
can't replace you.

A year ago, if you'd asked me
who I was, I'd say,

"I'm a firefighter who's in love

-with Ashley Morgan."
-Derek.

No, I'm, I'm sorry...
this is so not your problem.

I just...
I've never been this lost.

ASHLEY:
I got you.

Why even bother changing if my
own daughter doesn't believe me?

No one goes cold turkey,

and there isn't exactly
an AA for attempted murderers.

Eva.

Well, consider me your AA,

and if you ever feel yourself
backsliding,

I am where you come.

Will you give out
those little coins?

I'll have 'em made up.

I keep thinking that,

now that you've got
all this money,

I can keep the bogey-mama away,

but you've had to hustle
for so long,

maybe you don't know
how to stop.

Will you quit fretting?

The good Lord has come through
for me at last,

and he's going to deliver
to me what's due me,

even if I have to give him
an occasional nudge.

Come on, God, come on.

Okay, well, as much as I want
to keep shouting to the void...

Uh, so, hey, you going

on a date with that tall
baby Lenny Kravitz?

Oh, listen, we are barreling
toward destiny, baby.

So how do you feel about
a, uh, double wedding?

Later, Mama.

[hums Wagner's "Bridal Chorus"]

Bye-bye, baby.

I was surprised
when you popped in my phone.

I'm not exactly sure
where our Venn diagram overlaps

besides my brother.

My proposal
doesn't involve Jacob,

but it could involve
you not getting out of bed

for less than what you made
all last semester.

I took an offer that sounds
a lot like this one once,

and I could've ended up
in a cage

if my old man and a friend
hadn't run interference.

How do you feel about nudity?

Modesty could be a deal-breaker.

[laughs]
What now?

I want you to sign
with my modeling agency.

Cologne brands do love
bare buns in their ads.

[laughing]

Okay, my big bro got me good.

This is not
your brother razzing you.

This is all about your rizz.

Izaiah Hawthorne,
you could be a top model.

Your mom just felt up
Jacob's brother.

My mom's not the only one
letting her freak flag fly.

Uh, okay, I can't take back
my proposal,

but you can take that back.

My mom has worked too hard
for her happily-ever-after

to get her freak on with anybody
else but her little hubby.

-[laughs]
-Aw, look... you're blushing.

-I-- I've never...
-You're so cute when you blush.

You're right, okay,
but not too long ago

our moms were married
to our dads,

and they were boring
and reliable, and I loved it.

But now their marriages
have blown up,

I have a half sister who I hate,
and Gran has cancer.

When did our family drama go

from zero
to Shakespeare overnight?

Hello, Bill.
Goodbye, Bill.

Hey, don't run off so fast.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, you know,
I've just been...

[clears throat]
just been reminiscing, you know.

I remember the first time
you brought me in here,

showed me all the pictures
on the wall,

all the Dupree history.

Thought you'd honor
what came before.

And then you invited me
to play squash.

My ignorant butt
didn't know the difference

between squash and racquetball,

but I thought, hey,
with my height and my youth,

I'd have an edge.

Gave it my all
and I still didn't measure up.

Squash is no joke.

You also pointed out
how more deals are made

between ball bounces than in all
the storied rooms in this town.

I lived for our weekly game.

I did.

It took me forever to master it

because I wanted so much
to impress you.

You didn't think
you deserved my respect.

That was always
your biggest problem.

Son,

I can't tell if you let me win
or if your head was

just somewhere else
for the whole game.

Son.

Yeah, I don't think
I'll ever get tired

of you calling me that.

Well, you must be
used to it by now.

What's all this melancholy?

[sighs]
Well, you know,
hurting from that loss, for one.

[chuckles]
But I just, you know,
sometimes I just wonder,

you know, like, who would I be
if I had the luxury

of being raised by you
instead of that sorry...

Some men aren't meant
to be fathers.

But at a certain point
a man makes himself.

You made yourself, Bill.

I'm damn proud
to call you "son."

Don't you forget that.

I'm the person I am
because of you.

You actually think
that's a compliment?

Vernon, would you just...
just wait, please?

You remember the first time
I brought you here.

I remember the last.

Right.

Yeah, the night
before I left Dani.

All the time you knew.

Yeah, I knew, I...

[sighs]
I just knew you wouldn't...

you would never look at me
the same way again.

You know, I mean, Vernon,
I needed that last memory.

So we laughed, made plans...
hugged.

And all the while you knew that,
come morning, I'd play the fool.

Maybe everything
would have been different

if I explained it all
to you that day.

I-I guess.

You put Dani on a pedestal
to keep her from shining...

and then crashed her
back down to Earth...

when you were done with her.

That's not what I set out to do.

But that's what you did.

You broke all our hearts.

You're not the son I never had.

You're a liar
and a disappointment.

I tried to make
the marriage work, Vernon.

You came this close
to swallowing our family whole.

But you have no power
over us anymore.

If it's absolution
you're looking for...

...you won't find it here.

Not from me.

Okay.

Yeah, I understand.
I don't blame you.

Look...

I know forgiveness
is too big an ask,

and I don't have the right
to say this to you,

but I need to tell you that...

you know, I think that, um...

...I think I made a mistake
leaving Dani.

Damn straight you did,

and you'll have to spend
the rest of your life knowing

that everything
that was happiness,

everything that was love
was yours...

and you let her slip away.

[phone chimes]

So what do you say?

I'm very flattered.
[laughs]

But for real, though,
I'm, I'm no model.

Let the OG be the judge.

I'm modeling since I'm 17.

And you're what now, 28, 29?

And there he is.

How's that?

A model has
to sell a bill of goods.

You can do that, Izaiah.

Not only have the gods
blessed you.

Your face tells a story.

And what's it say?

That Banneker was
an easy place to fall

with a little penance thrown in.

Something tells me that,
as fine as you are,

you haven't received
nearly the celebration

that you should have...

or could still get.

So call me.

When you're ready
for your close-up.

[R & B playing]

My mom is beautiful and happy
and laughing with a cute guy

despite having a gene mutation
that could kill her.

I am in love with a woman
who loves me back.

I just said the wrong thing
at the wrong time.

If my mom can rise up
from what's bringing her down,

so can I.

We're Duprees.

If anyone can find a way
to rebrand your proposal

so that you don't break
your heart

-and Madison's...
-You're proposing?

Where, when, and what does
heartbreak have to do with it?

Okay, short story-- I threw
a hail-marry-me proposal.

-Baby!
-Okay,

and before you give me
those mother-of-the-bride eyes,

I blew it.

Madison turned you down?

It's more like... she didn't
believe I was serious.

Oh, Chelsea, I'm so sorry.

No, I don't need your pity.
I need a plan.

Then, no spin-- honesty
and kindness are the way.

Speaking of, can you tell us
what was going on

with our not-relative hottie
over there?

Just, you know, ease my mind.

You don't owe us
any explanation.

Since when does your mind take
a shortcut to the bedroom?

CHELSEA:
Ooh.

The only interest I have

in easy-on-the-eyes Izaiah
over there

is his modeling potential.

Told you.

If we get a yes,

he's our Tyson Beckford
meets Alpha Dia.

I can see it.

Okay, we need a confab.

I'll cancel with Pamela,
and we can rehearse

what you're going
to say to Madison.

Mom, don't.

I think I just need a little
me time to clear my head.

But you could give me a pep talk
on my way to the car.

-Deal.
-Kat, coming?

You go. I'm going to untangle
that slide presentation

you were working on,
and I'll meet you at the house.

-Okay, thanks.
-Bye, sweetie.

KAT:
Bye.

Lynette?

Damn, look at that,
us crossing paths again.

It might be
the stars lining things up.

Here are my walking papers.

You may not know who you are
right now... but I do.

You are so much more
than the job.

You're so much more
than the man I loved.

Derek, you are a good man...

with so much heart to offer.

You're just going to have
to find a new way

to put it out into this world.

How? I mean,
how do I even start to do that?

Well...
[sighs]

if I couldn't be
a nurse anymore,

I would think about all
the reasons that I love this job

and I would try
to find another one

that offered as many
of those perks as possible.

Physically, I can't
fight fires anymore.

So, what...

...become a smoke jumper
or something?

You fought fires
because you're brave

and you love working
as part of a team.

And you really enjoy
saving people.

See, that's the irony.

I didn't even get
to go out a hero.

I got to tell people
in interviews that I lost my job

because I crashed my bike.

[laughs]

Yeah.

Just tell me, what am I supposed
to do with the rest of my life?

Live it
and enjoy the hell out of it.

Come here.

-Hey, sweetheart.
-I booked a quick spa treatment,

and then it's back to work

prepping
for the Fenmore's meeting.

Okay, all right, that's good,
that's good.

You look like you lost
your bestie.

[chuckles]

More like the father
I always wanted but never had.

Granddad?

Yeah, yeah, it turns out he was
humoring me from the jump,

like every other Dupree.

-I'm a Dupree, too.
-No, you're half.

And it's your other half that
allows you to still forgive me.

What's with all
the sappy energy today?

I've got it, you've got it.

Yeah, well,
mine's a long time coming, baby.

What's so different about today?

Yeah, I don't know, I'm just,
I'm just really bothered

by how much I screwed up
with your mother.

You know, I'm trying
to make up for it,

although your grandfather
is not having it,

and I don't blame him.

I see you're trying.

And I don't think
it has anything to do

with me being a Dupree
or a Hamilton.

It's... me realizing just

how very messy life
and I can be.

No, come on, now.

My Chelsea Bear
has never hurt anybody,

not intentionally.

See, and that's the thing.

No one intends to hurt someone,

but if they feel unloved
or disrespected

by something you said or did,
that hurt is still on you,

and if I can't find a way to
make things right with Madison,

my relationship
is going to end up

exactly where yours did
with Mom--

dead and buried.

Well, let me help you.

I don't want
to miss my appointment.

I need to relax my body

so I can clear my mind
and find a way to fix this.

Okay, well, hey,
my money's on you, sweetheart.

Thanks, Dad.

-You know what?
-What?

I love you.

-I love you, too.
-Mwah.

Dang, girl, did you have
to get the beans from Colombia?

You're snapping a little bit.

Marriage problems?

No, I'm good,
I was just asking a question.

Don't mind me,
just passing through.

My friend and I
already claimed this table.

Friend? What'd you do,
pick her up on eBay?

I have plenty of friends.

And she looks so realistic.

Excuse me?

Well, you have to be
one of those AI-generated bots.

Now, I thought those were only
used for naughty reasons,

but I have read that there are
some pathetic rich people

who need to buy friends.

I think she might be broken.

No, just fangirling.

When I was younger,

I saw you in a magazine
and I wanted to be you.

I mean, you were the--

you are the prettiest woman
I've ever seen.

Aren't you sweet?

Far too sweet to be mixed up
with this one.

What's your name, honey?

Oh, I'm Lynette.

I'm one
of the firm's new clients.

It's bad enough
you force-friended Caroline.

Now Bill's pimping out
his actual clients?

Or does Bill know?

It's not just his firm.

I'm the firm's paralegal,

and you no longer need

to concern yourself
with how we run our business.

That firm is
my daughter's inheritance.

Like it or not,
we are entangled forever.

Lynette, a little warning.

I'm sure right now
it's all gossip and pedicures,

but pretty soon

she'll have her hands all over
something you care about.

Lovely to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

You weren't kidding.

The claws are out around here.

Buy you a third espresso
if you take a break with me.

Happy to stop staring
at admission essays.

[chuckles]

-Long time, Kat.
-Izaiah.

You know...

you wouldn't be going
through this torture

if you were on the runways
of Milan.

Dani filled you in
on her indecent proposal.

What's indecent about it?

Turning my back on years
of work just to...

auction off my body
in designer lighting?

A runway isn't a plank.

It's a diving board
toward a bigger life.

Make a lot of money
to help a ton of kids,

if that's your thing,
or just help yourself.

Nah, you really know how
to sell just about anything

when you're not playing
detective with my big bro.

[chuckles]
So, you going to take
Aunt Dani up on her offer?

I didn't say all that...

but you and your aunt gave me
a lot to think about.

Hmm, so my power of persuasion
is still intact?

Was there any doubt?

Well... I was just telling
Chelsea about how

the world's upside-down...

but talking to you, I realized
that some things are eternal.

IZAIAH:
Like bending people
to your will?

Exactly.

[Izaiah and Kat laugh]

I'm telling you, you would be
a really good model.

IZAIAH:
Oh, I don't know.

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