All language subtitles for Hotel - S05E15 - Contest of Wills

Christine, he's a big political
contributor. It's invited to all the

fundraisers in town, and all I heard
about for a solid hour was the boring

on what he calls the rubber chicken
circuit.

Let me get this straight.

We're having this meeting because your
racquetball partner didn't like his

lunch. Was he dining here?

Oh, no complaints about our banquet
service so far. I just want to make sure

there won't be any. Believe me, Mr.
McDermott, the day we serve our first

chicken, I'll have the chef's head on a
platter.

Serving 4 ,200 meals a day every day is
a big job. I just want to make sure that

we're not taking any shortcuts we might
regret.

No, I did a spot check on the serving
line. We have a tornadoth of beef.

Is this taste test really necessary?

I'm sorry.

Look, I'm doing my best. The past two
days have been... It's okay, really.

It's got to be hard suddenly losing your
best friend.

Maybe some time off? Thanks, Mr.
McDermott, but the routine is what I

If I didn't have something to take my
mind off... Well, I'm fine,

really.

And if the catering is fine... Then I
guess we're all fine.

An extra dry martini for the lady.

And milk for the gentleman.

Thank you.

Wrong. Wrong, Gavin. They're all wrong.

They're always all wrong with you,
Sidney. But we always find someone and

always turn out to be right for you.

One more time.

Trust me, he's here somewhere.

This time he's not.

This new line of clothes I'm
representing calls for a fresh face.

Something not so pretty.

More primitive.

Rugged.

Maybe older.

I don't know. I'm afraid I don't either.

How about him?

I need the man that every man would like
to be.

The man every woman wants.

This is purely professional.

But how long has it been since, Paul?

Three years, isn't it?

Quite a while to be alone.

First of all, I'm not alone.

I have my work.

Second, it's only been two and a half
years.

And third, it's none of your business.
Of course it's my business.

We've been friends for 20 years.

I want to see you happy.

There's nothing like a stable
relationship to ensure that.

So you in from Rockport for business or
pleasure, Mr. Lambert?

It's personal business.

Lots of sites to see. Great restaurants.
I could recommend a few if you'd like.

I'm afraid this isn't a pleasure trip.

My daughter was killed in an automobile
accident the day before yesterday.

Maybe you knew her. She worked here.

Joanne Lambert.

Joanne. Joanne Lambert.

I didn't make the connection.

I'm really sorry.

She hadn't worked here long, but
everyone loved her.

You know, it never occurred to me.

Six years she lived here, my first visit
to San Francisco would be to bring home

her body.

Yes, Kevin, I got the new photos.

What kind of a name is Granite? His name
is the most rugged thing about him.

Kevin, I was counting on you.

Could you hold on a minute? There's
someone at the door.

Front desk said you lost an earring down
the drain. Oh, yes, yes. I'm glad

you're here. The bathroom is... Well,
I'm sure you know where the bathroom is.

If I get lost, I yell.

As I was saying, Kevin, I'll know him
when I see him, but he's just not here.

Uh, sink or bathtub?

Think. Think it is.

I thank you for letting me into my
daughter's apartment.

No problem, Mr. Lambert.

I'm sure sorry about Joanne.

Nice girl.

Always polite, never any trouble.

If you need anything, I'll be down in
the office. Thank you. Thank you very

much.

I'm sorry, please, don't be frightened.
I'm Joanne's father.

The building manager let me in.

Oh, Mr. Lambert.

I'm, uh... I'm Carol Bowman. I called
you about Joanne.

I'm so sorry.

If I'd known you were coming in so
early, I would have given you my office

number at the hotel.

Oh, at the St. Gregory.

Yeah. I knew Joanne was sharing her
apartment. I didn't realize it was

from work.

Just shows you how little I knew about
my daughter.

She was bicycling and traveling.

Even opera.

Well, Aida was my contribution.

Phantom of the opera was more Joanne
style.

Well, you're certainly welcome to keep
all the records if you wish. I'd like to

put Joanne's affairs in order. You know,
make good on any debts that she has and

ship all her stuff back to me.

That was taken in Puerto Vallarta.

We bought the frame in Venice.

Joanne had a cameo necklace.

She wore it all the time. It was my
mother's.

Yes.

I'll be happy to look for it.

Thank you.

I'd appreciate that a lot.

And if you don't mind, I'll come back
tomorrow with some boxes to pick up

Joanne's things.

You will try and find the cameo.

I'll look.

Good night.

Ms. Page, it took a little longer than I
thought, but here you are.

Was it in that little, what do you call
it, trap thingy under the sink?

No, I looked there, but it was on the
floor behind the little trash thingy.

I'm sorry.

No problem. Glad I could be of help.

Oh, I didn't get your name.

Chuck Fisher.

Um, Ms. Page, you have any more plumbing
problems? You just asked for me.

You know, you're a very handsome man.

And you're a very attractive woman, but
I'm just here to do the plumbing.

I know what you're thinking, and that's
not what I'm after.

Have you ever done any modeling?

What, you mean for pictures?

No, I never thought about it.

You should think about it.

It's incredibly good pay. You know, just
pose, click, pose, click.

Money in the bank.

It's that easy.

Interested?

You. You're offering me a job?

Look, see, I represent this new line of
men's clothes.

I've been auditioning models from here
to New York, but I haven't been able to

find that look.

What look is that?

The look you have.

Boy, you sounded terrible when you
called.

I was really worried about you.

Thank you so much for coming out.

Look, I know it's been a rough couple of
days, but if there's anything I can do

to help... Tell me what to do, Julie.

Joanne's father wants to take everything
back to Maine with him.

All her things.

Her, uh...

Cameo. Didn't she give that to you when
you moved into the apartment again?

Lenny, he doesn't know that.

And he doesn't understand what it all
means to me, Judy.

Six years together.

And he just wants to pack everything up
in boxes and just shut away.

He doesn't know you and Joanne were
lovers.

I'm sorry, this feels funny, what I do
with my hands.

Just be natural.

You're doing fine.

He has possibilities.

Possibilities?

We do something with the sideburns.

We rinse and style his hair, and he's
perfect.

He has a look, maybe the look.

He'd be a great addition to your agency,
and I could be his first assignment.

That is, my campaign would be his first
assignment. Can I change now?

I'm sold.

Sidney's never been wrong before, so who
am I to disagree?

We'll set up a camera test this
afternoon, if that's good. Yeah, fine by

You do agree. It's the look.

I'm more concerned with your look when
you look at him.

The last time I saw you this excited
about someone, it was Paul.

How can you even compare the two?

I can't. I've only known Chuck half an
hour, and I already like him more than

your ex -husband.

That's funny.

Me too.

How you doing?

I can't tell him.

If Joanne could never talk to her father
about us, how can I?

Telling him would make him know how you
feel and that you're entitled.

It shouldn't really make any difference.

Not his feelings about her.

Probably will, won't it?

Well, never easy.

But a timing sure isn't the greatest.

Now, he has enough to deal with already.

Maybe it's better he never finds out.

These were Joanne's from her locker. I
thought you'd like to have them.

Oh, yes, thank you, Eric. I would.

There's an envelope addressed to you and
me.

I said, if there's anything else you
need... No, no, no, no. Thank you, Eric.

You've been very helpful. I appreciate
it.

Joanne.

Scully?

Okay. Happy birthday, Dad.

My gift to you this year is a heart -to
-heart talk.

Well, my half of it, anyway.

I know it's never been easy between us.

Everything was always an issue.

Negotiation, my friends, my grades, when
I got to use the car.

If I got to use the car.

We either argued at the top of our lungs
or tiptoed around each other, talked

about the weather or the Celtics instead
of what was really on our minds.

I know you never meant to be so stern.

So unapproachable.

I rehearsed what I wanted to say to you
over and over, but I don't know how to

start.

What I wanted to tell you is something
that I felt for a long time.

Exciting, but scary.

And strange.

Something I could never ask you, but I
couldn't even really understand it

until I met my roommate, Carol.

We've been together for six years now,
Dad.

Like they say, I guess it must be love.

I don't embarrass you this afternoon,
Miss Page.

Could you please call me Sidney?

And you won't embarrass me.

I expect great things from you, and I
have no doubt you're going to deliver

them.

The new look is wonderful.

Yeah, is it? The suit is great.

Oh, I have some other clothes I want you
to wear for the pictures.

You're not what I imagined at all. You
know, I thought a successful

businesswoman had to be tough, cold.

You're not. I like you.

I like you, too.

Are you married?

No, I'm not.

Have you been?

Yes, I was once, but it didn't work out.

Are you married or have a girlfriend?

Anyone in particular?

No. No one in particular.

Well, that's probably for the best.

You know, modeling can call for
irregular hours, long trips.

If this works out, it could put a strain
on a relationship.

If you had a relationship.

Which I don't.

So you said.

Mr. McDermott, this is not easy for me.

But I think there is something that you
should know.

My daughter was always a good girl.

Unfortunately, she and I were not very
close.

At home, she was rather shy and quiet.

I always felt that she was too easily
led, influenced by others.

Maybe she was a late bloomer.

Her records here, her friends... One of
her friends, a member of your staff,

took advantage of Joanne, corrupted her.

You're speaking sexually?

Mr. Lambert, this isn't a summer camp.

Joanne was, what, 27?

It was her roommate, Carol Bowman.

Now, whatever our problems might have
been at home, my daughter was not

abnormal. She dated a great deal. She
was not interested in other women.

saying that Joanne and Carol Bowman had
a relationship?

Joanne left me a confession.

A videotape. It's the only explanation.

A confession.

Why are you telling me this?

Good Lord, man, isn't it obvious?

This Bowman woman works with the public
every single day, representing you, your

hotel. Now what are you going to do
about it? You're suggesting I what, fire

her? You certainly aren't going to leave
her in a position of being able to prey

on other vulnerable young women.

I appreciate your concern, Mr. Lambert,
and your surprise, but whatever I do,

I'm not going to be pressured by you or
anyone else.

Chloe, clue this cable down here,
please. Thank you.

Have you just closed that off for me?

Thanks. All right, guys, he's clear.

All right, relax.

Relax. Flip that collar up.

Okay, look this way.

Perfect.

Okay, now up.

Great.

Great. Excuse me, please.

All clear, guys.

Okay, don't smile.

But this is friendly. Yeah, too
friendly.

Trust me.

Wait a second, wait a second.

I want a little more chest in this shot.

About one more button, how's that?

Terrific.

Okay, a little off to your left.

Okay, one more.

And you found him under your sink.

Amazing. It's a needle.

Terrific.

Okay.

You want, Mr. Gates?

Miss Page?

That should be fine, I'm sure. Enough to
tell us what we've got, at least.

My gut tells me he's got what it takes.

He's not your usual type. He's older,
inexperienced.

When our people get through with him,
they'll have him polished in no time.

But not too polished, I hope.

He's got a... Sidney, we've got to talk.

Of course.

Well, I'll see if I can't speed the
process along.

I know.

I know. You're going to tell me you had
no idea modeling was such hard work.

The trick is to make it look easy.

No, I don't mind hard work. I never
have. It's not that.

What then?

Everybody talks about me like I'm not in
the room. I haven't heard my name all

day. I've been pushed and dressed and
posed and I can't even smile when I want

to. Frankly, I'm beginning to feel like
a piece of meat.

If we gave you that impression... Nobody
seems to notice that I'm a person or

particularly care.

I know you're a person. Do you?

I don't think so.

Hi, you want to see me? Yeah, if you
have a minute. Sure. Sit down.

I'm not quite sure how to approach this,
but, uh... Well, Mr.

Lambert came by this morning and, uh...
He said you were... Well, you had a

relationship with his daughter.

You what?

Well, apparently she left him a
videotape.

Oh, my God, the videotape.

We taped it about a month ago.

She was going to send it to him to
explain about everything.

She couldn't get up the courage.

Must have just sat in her locker.

Carol, I know this must be a bad time
for you, but... Mr. McDermott, I... I

didn't think he knew.

I've been trying not to tell him.

Spare his feelings.

And he tells you.

Will this affect my job?

I know people can be, well,

oversensitive about things.

Well, you should know by now that the
only thing Miss Francis and I are

sensitive about is the kind of treatment
our guests get.

And on that score, you're doing fine.

No, I was, uh... I just want to make
sure that you knew you had a problem

Mr. Lambert.

And I hope you can work things out.

Thanks, Mr. McDermott.

So do I.

I called maintenance. They told me you
were here.

Oh, I would have been by later anyway. I
owe you an apology.

For what?

You know.

It's forgotten.

The important thing is, I got the
pictures back, and wait till you see

Sidney, I've always felt really good
about myself, like I had a lot to offer,

but today...

Everybody treated me like I wasn't
really there, like I was something to

and not talk to.

Look, I'm aware this is all new to you,
but modeling is a business.

And like any other business, it has its
pressures and its deadlines.

Don't throw this opportunity away just
because you... I'm a plumber because I

like being a plumber.

This whole thing was a bad idea to begin
with.

Is that why you kissed me?

To prove it was a bad idea?

You're going to have to excuse me. I've
got to get this fixed before the dinner

rush.

Chuck, if you just look at them, they're
better than we even imagined.

I'm sorry, but I really don't think it's
for me.

Christine, did you know that Joanna and
Carol were lovers?

Word gets around.

Why?

You never mentioned it, that's all.

Well, I didn't think it was any big
deal.

It is to her father.

I have nothing to say to you.

Mr. McDermott told me you went to see
him.

You go to my boss, try to get me fired,
and you have nothing to say to me?

Joanne's videotape made it very clear
what your relationship was.

You manipulated my daughter. You took
advantage of her. I don't call a six

relationship taking advantage, Mr.
Lambert. You should be glad she was

with someone. Happy?

My daughter was never afraid to tell me
anything unless she had done something

wrong or something that she was ashamed
of. She wasn't ashamed of us, but she

was afraid if you knew, you wouldn't
love her.

How could I not love her? She's my
daughter.

Yeah, but in all the years Joanne and I
were together, you hardly called, you

never came for a visit, you didn't even
know her anymore. Wait a minute. And you

think you can just fail... in here now
and pick up the pieces. Well, some of

those pieces belong to me, and you can't
have them. Oh, yes, I can. I'm her

father. I am her family. I am her flesh
and blood. We traveled together. We

lived together. We shared a life.

Is our situation really that different?
Yes.

Yes, damn it, it is.

I am family.

You.

You're a roommate.

A friend, maybe.

But you are not family.

Whatever your connection with my
daughter, it is over.

And tomorrow I am taking her body and
her things, all of her things, home to

Maine. No, you aren't. I'm going to
fight you on this.

Don't do it, Miss Bowman.

I will use the courts.

I will use publicity, whatever it takes.
And you will regret it. I swear you

will.

I want to thank you, Mr. Norscott, for
meeting me here.

I realize lawyers aren't usually asked
to make house calls. It's no problem,

Miss Bowman. Peter McDermott explained
your situation.

I guess I represent a side of Joanne her
father didn't know, doesn't want to

know.

Taking away everything we shared is his
way of denying what we had together, who

Joanne was.

I can't let him do that.

Not for me, for her.

It's not so much what you or Mr. Lambert
wants, but what state law dictates.

Aren't there protections for someone in
my situation?

Mr. McDermott seemed to think that...
Probate law is very clear.

In the absence of a will, Joanne's
family becomes her sole heir.

Her entire estate, everything she owned
or had claimed to, goes to them. Or in

this case, to her father.

And him alone.

That's it?

Can't anything be done?

Well, that's what a will is for.

You could file a petition in probate
court.

But the precedents aren't good.

Realistically, well, the most you could
hope for would be some sort of nuisance

settlement, you know, to make you go
away.

In light of what you told me, I don't
think even that is very likely.

But it's not fair.

But it is the law.

You know, my advice would be to ask
yourself whether a court fight would be

worth it.

The time, money, and public exposure.

At some point, you're going to have to
put Mr. Lambert and Joanne behind you.

And get on with your life.

Hey, Chuck.

Maintenance is looking for you. Some
kind of an emergency in the Macau suite.

I'll get right on it.

Would you say that emergency was?

I think I heard the Macau suite.

Problem?

No. No.

problem. Thanks.

And what's all this for?

Certainly not for me.

It's for Chuck Fisher. I don't want to
lose him for this campaign.

The campaign, of course.

So you've tricked him up here to seduce
him into signing on the dotted line.

Who said anything about seduction?

Wine? Candlelight?

The dress?

Not exactly your usual power suit.

Chuck needs special handling.

And you've got to leave. He's going to
be here any minute.

Shall I climb out the window?

No, just answer the door and get out.

Oh, hello, Mr. Gates.

Is there an emergency here?

There seems to be.

And good luck with it.

believe I lost my earring again?

Only this time I checked behind the
basket.

I think it's really down the sink this
time.

Well, I'll see what I can do.

Have you eaten yet?

I'm off after this job. I'll catch
something there.

What luck.

See, I had a date tonight, but it seems
I've been stood up. So if you'd like to

share a bite.

I don't think so.

Maybe some champagne?

It goes flat if nobody drinks it, and
then it's no good to anybody.

I can't drink on the job.

Chuck, why did you kiss me today?

mean anything by it.

That's not how it felt.

I think you meant something and I'd like
to know what.

Where's that straightforward attitude
you had earlier?

I kissed you because I like you.

I want you to take me seriously.

How could you think I didn't take you
seriously?

How could you ever think that?

I've been there before.

It's because you're who you are, and I'm
who I am.

Let me tell you who I am.

I didn't have a date tonight, and I
wasn't stood up, and there's no earring

down that sink.

I ordered that dinner for you, and I
dressed for you.

Maybe I'm trying too hard.

But it's been a long time since I've
felt this way, and... I'm terrified of

looking foolish.

Tell me the truth.

Is that what I'm doing? Do I look
foolish to you?

Then why aren't you kidding?

You can't drink on the job, but what
about this?

They never said anything about death.

I've been a lawyer, Mr. Lambert.

He says I could challenge you in court.

But it wouldn't do much good.

Good.

I'm delighted you've decided to see
reason.

This isn't about reason, Mr. Lambert.
It's about Joanne.

Who keeps her photographs or her cameo
won't change who she was.

Or who she loved.

I don't want to hear that from you, Miss
Bowman.

Not from you or from anybody else.

What it all boils down to is that I am
family and you're... Don't talk to me

about family!

I spent the night of Joanne's accident
in a trauma center waiting room.

Asking every nurse, every orderly how
she was.

They wouldn't let me in to see her. Not
even when she regained consciousness.

Not even to say goodbye because I wasn't
family.

Mr. Lambert, your daughter died alone,
surrounded by strangers because I wasn't

family.

I appreciate what you're telling me,
Miss Bowman, but it doesn't make any

difference, not really.

If you are going to contest my plans...
If we went to court over what was hers

or mine or ours...

to spoil the memories I have of her.

And when I looked at this, I wouldn't be
remembering the day she gave it to me.

I'd be thinking of my legal battle with
you.

So I'm not going to fight you on this.

You can have the cameo and everything
else.

But would you mind not coming by for
Joanne's things until tomorrow?

It's been a really long day.

I need some time.

That was wonderful. Thank you.

Trust me when I say the pleasure was
mine.

I gotta get going, I'm afraid.

Chuck, has it really been a long time
since you slept with someone?

I'm surprised.

Why?

I just am.

I would imagine you could have any woman
you wanted.

I don't see it that way.

Besides, that's not what I'm about.

What then?

Told you, I'm from a small town.

Sex isn't about sex, it's about people.

Is that funny? No.

It's just, I'm from a world where sex is
about power.

Can't you stay a little longer?

I could be in trouble already. I'd like
to be able to keep my job here.

Why? This is my job. What do you mean,
why?

I just assumed... That because we slept
together, I'd change my mind, do

whatever you wanted me to do?

Modeling isn't exactly the salt mines.

This could be a big break for you.

And I want to help.

I want to mold you, guide your career.

Sex is about power to you, isn't it?

You're taking this all wrong.

You don't need a man at all, Miss Page.
You need a model, and it looks like

you'd do just about anything to get one.
Well, count me out.

I don't play those games.

Thanks anyway, guys.

Nothing personal.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you. Bye -bye.

Nothing new, nothing fresh.

Well, we'll just have to keep on
looking.

What now?

We'll just have to keep on looking, I
guess. You've seen everything I can

you. But it's always Chicago.

Oh, God, Kevin.

I'm so confused.

Chuck, why am I not surprised?

I thought I was through with romance.

I have my career, my friends.

You can't curl up next to your career,
Sidney.

And even good friends have to draw the
line somewhere.

Well, it's too late now.

Even if there was a chance, it's gone
now.

Tell you what.

How about you and me doing the town
tonight?

It'll give you a chance just to have fun
for a change.

Put the work aside for the night.

What do you say?

I say you're a good friend, Kevin.

Julie, nothing's going to change who
Joanne was. I know that.

And I know she'd hate the fact that we
were both fighting over her.

I just wish... I wish...

The fact that her father and I both
loved her could have brought us

You know, not pushed us apart.

Mr.

Lambert?

Oh, Mr. McDermott.

I'll be leaving tonight with my
daughter's things.

I hope you and Carol Bowman have
resolved your differences.

Nothing to resolve. Never was.

I was merely exercising my rights as
Joanne's father. Miss Bowman is entirely

your problem. I think the problem is
your refusal to accept your daughter for

who she was.

But you see, you can't change who she
was. I don't think she knew who she was,

Mr. McDermott. And I don't think she was
a very happy young lady.

And if this lifestyle that she chose for
herself was so damn gay, how come she

never elected to tell me about it while
she was still alive?

Well, that, Mr. Lambert, is a question
you should probably be asking yourself.

Gorgeous, you know that?

You obviously have a warped sense of
gorgeous, but thank you.

Any word from Chuck?

I didn't expect any.

It was just a flake, nothing more.

Ask him if you don't believe me. And I
don't believe you.

You're a friend. You have to. It's in
the contract.

Are those the infamous earrings?

The very ones.

If it hadn't been for this, none of this
would have happened.

I don't believe I did that.

It was an accident.

Freud says there are no accidents.

Freud should mind his own business.

That's an expensive earring. What'll I
do?

If I were you...

It's not a false alarm this time. I
mean, right down the drain. Kevin was

He was a witness.

It was an accident.

Well, Freud says there's no such thing.

So I hear.

You're full of surprises.

You know that?

What do you mean?

Freud? A man who'd rather take pipes
apart than make a living on his looks?

Not so surprising, if you really knew
me.

Is it too late for that?

To really get to know you?

You know, you're right about me. I don't
want to be a model, so if that's what

you're trying... I'm not trying to do
anything but say I'm sorry for how I've

been.

I realize I tried to force you in my
business for the worst possible reason.

To be close to you.

How unprofessional, right?

I like you, Sidney.

I'd like to spend time with you.

Do you mean that?

Bet you're full of some surprises
yourself.

You bet your ass I am.

You may have the contents of these
boxes, but I have the memories.

You know, we really should have
something in common.

We both loved her.

I loved her very much.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

I bought this doll for her on a business
trip to Pennsylvania.

She must have been five or six.

She lived with this thing.

Ate with it. She was never without it.

The night her mother died, she cried
herself to sleep in my big chair.

Dolly, right in her arms.

She never told me about that.

Raising a daughter single -handedly.

Wasn't easy.

For either one of us.

Just as we needed each other most.

She started slipping away.

I thought, sure, we'd patch things up.

Get closer someday.

Someday.

Maybe you're right.

Memories are the most important thing.

I was always a better talker than I was
a listener.

Maybe Joanne just got tired of trying to
break through.

Maybe it's time I started to listen a
little.

What do you mean?

You're the only one who can help me fill
in all the blanks.

Keep what's important to you.

The photos.

The mementos.

Starting with this.

Just do me a favor. Just take me through
them.

Tell me what they meant.

What she said, where she found them,
whatever it was that made them so

to her.

And then maybe I... Maybe I can
understand.

Who Joanne grew up to be while I wasn't
looking.

Hello. Hi.

authorized a few days off for carol
bowman i know that's your area but i

think you'd mind he's going back to
maine with mr lambert for the funeral

i'm glad they worked it out it's a shame
it couldn't have happened while his

daughter was still alive well it happens
all the time people wait till it's too

late to say what they mean what's really
important i'd hate to see that happen

to us what are you trying to say