All language subtitles for Good Trouble 2x12 - Gumboot Becky

Mariana, this is Kendra Zahir.

Kendra is here to
oversee daily operations.

We need you to step down
as team leader of your app.

Evan, can I speak with you?

Busy at the moment, but you can schedule

an appointment with my assistant.

Let me know who you want to
make the acting team leader

of your app until we
get this all sorted out.

You want me to be team leader?

- What about Claire?
- I don't trust her right now.

I wanted to think that
I could count on you and

that you would show up for me.
It was my dad's birthday, Malika.

I know activism's important to you,

but I just need to know
that when it counts

that we come first.

It's not a violation
of the restraining order

if you didn't know he was there.

It is if she didn't leave.

How much trouble am I in?

You can be sentenced
up to a year in jail.

You wanna get drunk?

- Ahh!
- Yeah!

Tell me somethin' I
don't know about you.

Dennis told me you were
trying to work things out.

We actually just signed
the divorce papers.

All these weeks you've been telling me

that you want me to move
to LA, to be together.

And then you tell me that
you don't love me anymore?

You think that I'm proud

to tell people about my son, the addict?

Mr. Wilson, we regret to inform you

you son is deceased.

There's no sign of foul play.

Someone sold the drugs to my son.

Wilson must be devastated.

He is. And he's so angry.

With no proof of tampering,
legally I can't...

Don't tell me about the
law! I'm a federal judge!

He just wants someone to blame.

Okay.

Incoming.

Hi.

Hors d'oeuvres?

No.

Lovely service.

Yes.

So tragic.

Very.

So where are you working now?

I didn't pass the bar

so I'm working

as a research assistant at Legal Aid.

I'm sure you'll pass next time.

I passed.

But I'm hoping to clerk another year

for Judge Wilson when he gets
confirmed to the Appellate Court,

which he will, in spite of
the protest your friend Malika

and Black Lives Matter
tried to pull off.

You mean the one they did pull off,

that got national news coverage?

I need a favor.

There's a friend of Tate's

who I think knows
where he got the pills.

He'll never speak to me.

But he might open up to you.

His name's Graham. I'm gonna
text you his number. Okay?

Uh, you Callie?

- Graham?
- Yeah.

Judge Wilson?

Everything okay?

That kid had a lot of nerve
coming to Tate's funeral

and now he's here?

We don't know that he gave
him the drugs that killed him.

I know.

When Tate was in rehab, he
said that Graham was his dealer.

What is that?

Security footage from Tate's building.

I just got it.

If he's on it...

he's gonna be very sorry he
ever stepped foot in my house.

Mmm. Hey.

Oh.

Hey. Sorry, um...

I just needed to tell Dennis something.

But I'll catch him later.

Okay.

Oh, thank God you're here.

Can you set appointments
for these clients?

And I need you to forward
these intake applications

to the designated practice areas.

Bad news. I just got word

that four tenants dropped
out of the lawsuit.

- Why?
- C.C. Hastings,

the development company,
is giving them cash vouchers

to voluntarily move out of their homes.

If more tenants drop out,
we won't have enough

for the class action to move forward.

So what do we do?

We need to call as many
of the tenants as we can

and get them to come to
a meeting here tonight.

Hi, my name's Callie Adams Foster.

I'm with Public Legal Aid.

We're having a meeting here tonight.

It's important that we have

as many people as possible show up.

We're trying to keep you in your homes.

_

_

Uh, it's tonight at 6:00.

- Um, at 6 o'clock.
- _

- Tonight, at our offices.
- _

Did you get through
those files I gave you?

I haven't. Yet.

Don't forget, your
priority is to do the job

you were hired for.

I need this by tomorrow.

_

Settle down.

Come on, the bell rang.

Guys, come on.

Phones away, books out.

Andre.

; Andre?

What you want, Ms. M?

- Where's your book?
- What book?

Kaffir Boy.

Whoa, Miss M!

Did y'all hear that?

She called me the K word.

I'm feeling a little triggered.

Okay, Andre. If you
choose not to participate,

can you at least not disrupt
the class while I'm teaching?

All right. So, for those
of you who did the reading,

what is one of the main conflicts

in the book so far?

Um, how about the conflict
between Mark's parents?

His mother thinks that

an education is Mark's
ticket to a better life,

while his father feels that
an education is worthless

for a black man during Apartheid.

Any thoughts on that?

And of course, the
school is evaluating me

on my track three class.

What's a track three class?

Where they stick the
low-income and POC kids.

It's based off of academic
performance and ability.

Tracking kids doesn't improve learning,

it only increase inequity.

And technically it's unconstitutional.

Okay, look, they gave me
five weeks of teacher training

before I went into a classroom.

I am trying my hardest,

but unlike my honor students,
who show up every day,

eager to learn, my track three class

just doesn't do their homework

and they don't pay attention.

I try, but it's like
they just don't care.

I mean, if you're treated

as intellectually
less than from day one,

why would you believe in
yourself? Or bother trying?

Even at MIT,

some of my teachers definitely assumed

that the white women in my
classes were smarter than me.

- Always.
- Well,

I don't underestimate my kids.

I even took your advice and found a book

that they could relate to.

I think the real conflict with this book

is that no one wants to read it.

What Kaffir Boy needs

is a little bit of this...

Uhh! Ooh! Eh!

Ooh!

Okay, um, good morning,

or a-afternoon.

Morning. Good morning.

Um, so, as you all know,

this is just a temporary situation.

- _
- Uh, in the meantime,

there is a server side issue

affecting our backward compatibility.

- We know.
- I'm on it.

_

I actually thought I'd put Gina on it.

- Why?
- Hmm?

Uh, why?

- Um...
- _

Because you're better at...

not better at... you're so good

at client side changes.

How do you know? We've
never worked together.

I... do my research.

You know what, let me mute

these text alerts.

Then how will you know
when Mariana's texting you?

_

So...

you put your boyfriend
in charge of your app?

Well, because he was on
the team before Claire.

And not because you can micromanage him?

I'm not micromanaging him.

_

Do you really think that Claire
is ready to be a team leader?

Were you?

I mean, you won't know if
you don't give her a chance.

Isn't that what Fight Club is all about?

Lifting each other up?

Would you trust the launch of your app

to someone you were giving a chance to

or give it to someone
you knew could deliver?

I don't know.

But I'm not so sure

alienating the only allies you
have in here is a wise move.

Good morning.

Good morning, Mariana.

Uh! Uh! Uhh!

Ohh!

Bye.

There it is.

Good job today!

So, my kids hate me.

No, they don't.

Yeah? Well, they
certainly don't respect me.

I thought they'd be into this new book,

but they're just as disengaged as ever.

How do you do it?

You just started doing this.

Give it a couple years.

I might not have that option.

Look, sometimes you gotta get creative.

I have kids who couldn't care
less about math, but love football.

So we talk yards per
carry, passer ratings,

why Tom Brady's the
best QB in the game...

You mean Aaron Rodgers.

And suddenly they're doing
statistics and probability.

Feel free to run any ideas by me.

I will. Thank you.

? The things you say ?

? When you say you love me ?

? No one else above me... ?

_

Uh... you Callie?

- Graham?
- Yeah.

Sorry I'm late.

Do you mind if I get
a coffee real quick?

Sure.

Okay.

Up to a year in jail?

That's kind of the worst-case scenario.

But Judge Wilson does
have a big influence,

so... I'm sure he could
make the worst case happen

if he wants to.

Can your friend...

- Callie.
- Can she talk to him?

She already tried.

It's just so hard to be sidelined.

I feel like the work is
what gave my life purpose.

Your life can't just be about the fight.

I know. I know. I know.

I told you I didn't regret
the sacrifices I made

for the movement, but...

I was lying to myself.

Look at you and Dom,

and all the years I missed
out on being your dad.

Your mama told me,

I was out there fighting
against the destruction

of black families and couldn't see...

I was destroying my own.

Your mother...

I loved her.

She made me a better man,

a better activist.

My family...

you were my peace...

and you should have
been my main purpose.

So what's happening with your young man?

Uh...

I messed that up.

I let him down.

So... fix it.

Just show up for him the
way he shows up for you.

I just can't believe
he's gone, you know.

When was the last time you saw him?

It's been a while.

I've been trying not to party.

Just... stay focused on school.

And did you know that Tate
was working on his sobriety?

- Yeah.
- But he was still partying?

Yeah. And I called him out on
it, and he just got pissed at me.

So you have no idea

who gave him the drugs that killed him?

No.

No clue.

So, you were a friend of Tate's?

Not really.

His father asked me to
talk to some of his friends.

He just wants to know more
about his son and what happened.

- Why?
- Don't you think he deserves

to know how his son died?

Nothing he finds out is
gonna bring Tate back.

I gotta go.

_

You're doing it again.

- What?
- Micro-managing.

They know you're texting
me every five seconds,

and I feel like an idiot.

Alex and Sam are right, I have no balls.

Why are balls always the
measure of a man's strength

when we know it's the
weakest part your body?

Also, the ugliest. No offense.

None taken.

Look, I want to support you.

But this is very unprofessional.

Fair or not, you got taken off your app,

and you've just gotta suck it up

and let people do their jobs.

Including me. And by the way,

everyone knows that we meet in here.

So, time to find a new place.

How was your day?

Shitty.

Yours?

Same old, same old.

Except you haven't had
a hangover in a while?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Okay.

Take it easy with that knife.

Do you have a minute?

You can't be drinking with Dennis.

Why?

Because he's...

just...

really fragile and...

- You just can't.
- Okay.

Dennis is a grown-ass man.
He can do what he wants.

Dennis was just released
from a psychiatric hospital

because his son died two years ago.

And his divorce was just finalized.

- I didn't know.
- No one does.

That's why he hasn't been
hanging out much lately.

He's depressed and spiraling.

And adding alcohol to
that isn't gonna help.

Okay. I'm sorry.

Yeah. He also uses sex
to numb the pain, so...

We didn't have sex, Davia.

No, I... I know that. I was just...

speaking in general.

You have to promise to
keep this between us?

Yeah. I-I got you.

Okay.

Sounds like a good deal to me.

Guys, it's just a temporary phase.

You can't take those payments.

We don't wanna move out,

but they're giving us a lot of money.

- We got kids and bills to pay.
- But they're low-balling you.

What they're offering is
less than what you deserve.

It's still something. What
if we lose the lawsuit?

Then we get evicted with nothing.

At least if we take the vouchers,

it can help us move into a new place.

I know it sounds like
a lot of money, guys.

But think about the moving expenses,

security deposits, utilities,

and the higher rents
you're gonna have to pay.

And we gonna have to put
our kids in new schools

so they can build their luxury
apartments and shopping malls?

Shopping malls create jobs.

Minimum wage jobs

that you'll end up having
to travel miles to get to,

'cause you can't afford to
live near where you work.

You'll be priced out
of the neighborhoods

that you made thrive.

Neighborhoods that they
didn't want to live in

until you made them beautiful.

And now that the economy is
booming for the one percent,

they want to take your
homes and push you out.

Look, I'm not telling you
anything you don't already know.

And we can't write you a
check, but we can fight for you.

But our power lies in numbers.

We need more than a few
of you. We need all of you.

Thank you guys for coming.

Yeah. It better be worth it.

I had to bail on a date

with the cutest Pikachu
cosplayer in L.A.

Sounds like Mariana did you a favor.

So, why are we even having
these meetings anymore?

Because I screwed up.

I shouldn't have made Raj
the interim Green Team leader.

The point is, you chose
to put a man in charge.

He's not a man, he's my boyfriend.

I mean, of-of course he's a man.

He's not a douchebag.

And I chose him because I
couldn't give up control.

But the message that sent

is that even we trust men

over women as team leaders.

I know, and that's why I'm apologizing.

But I worked my ass
off to create that app,

and I just... I felt like

Claire took over
without any consideration

- to my ownership...
- Someone had to step up.

Yeah, but my loss shouldn't
be seized upon as your gain.

Not when the whole point of this
is to have each other's backs.

All I wanted was an
opportunity to prove myself

because who knows if I'll
ever get another chance

to be a team leader.

But if we operate as if there's only

one seat at the table for women,

then we're just gonna end up competing

rather than collaborating
with each other.

We all deserve a seat at the table.

Maybe they can deny one woman,

but they can't deny all of us.

If we stick together.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to make you feel like

I was taking over your app.

And I'm sorry that I didn't trust

that you could pull off the launch.

I want you to be Team Leader.

And I promise

I will try my best to only text you

20 or 30 times a day.

Only?

Okay. Good. I'll just
turn my ringer off, then.

- Appreciate it.
- Yeah.

We got three tenants to reconsider

and two more signed on.

So, we're at 15 plaintiffs.

Oh, looks like we're back in business.

Yeah.

Hey.

Nice speech tonight.

It was, uh, heartfelt and persuasive.

You better be careful, Marcus,
or I might steal her away.

- Talk soon.
- Yeah.

Where did you run off to earlier?

I had a personal matter.

This case is important.

If we lose...

many of those clients
could wind up homeless.

Pretty speeches are great.

But I need to know I can count on you.

You can.

Absolutely.

Are my files ready?

Is that all?

So I heard you before,

and you're right.

I'm going to let go and
I'm gonna make Claire

the team leader.

Which means

we can suffer together
again on the Blue Team,

just like old times.

But now we can take "breaks"
in the supply closet.

No.

Well, the roof is, like, pretty exposed.

No!

I mean, you're not
firing me off your app

for the second time!

I'm not having everyone thinking

once again that I couldn't cut it.

I'm fine working under Claire,

but I am staying on the app.

That's so hot.

Is your back okay?

Good afternoon.

What the hell was that?

So, that was a dance created by miners

who were forced to work
in brutal conditions

during Apartheid in South Africa.

Minors like kids?

No. Miners like, men
who worked in mines.

Mining gold.

These miners were separated
from their families,

forced to work in the dark,

chained to their stations,
and weren't allowed to speak,

so they came up with this dance

as a way to communicate with each other.

- That's dope.
- Yeah.

I thought by learning about this dance,

we could learn about what was going on

during the time of Kaffir Boy.

These miners came up with this dance

in the face of oppression.

As a form of protest and expression.

Not unlike rap and hip-hop

and other artistic forms of protest

in our country today.

And this is where stepping came from.

Let's see it again.

It's not him.

_

I'm sorry. I know you're mad at me.

I'm not mad at you.

You're not?

No.

But I exposed the pay gap

and I told you to reach out to Amanda.

I'm the reason that
they brought Kendra in.

No. It's my fault.

It's my company, and I
knew there were issues

and I didn't do anything about them.

I'm not even mad at Amanda.

Though I don't think I'll be
asking her for a second date.

That was a joke.

- Good one.
- Hmm.

See, you do have a sense of humor.

Thank you.

Oh, but if you're not mad
at me, then why were you...

Pretending to be?

I have a plan,

to take back control of the company.

But I have to make the board believe

that I'm on their side,

complying with all of the changes

- that they want to make.
- Like closing the pay gap?

I mean, are they serious about that?

Only if they can slash
jobs to pay for it.

But I don't want to do that.

And I won't have to

if they lose faith in Kendra.

Then once she's out, I
can get rid of the board

and start over, you know.

Do everything we want
to do to fix things here.

Okay, but how do we do that?

I need your app to fail.

My app?

Kendra has convinced the
board that the ACT-ivism app

will solve our PR problems.

If it fails, she fails.

I get the company back.

Can I think about it?

Of course, yes.

Do you know who that is?

If this kid is selling
pills pressed with fentanyl,

other people are gonna die.

You want that on your conscience?

Uh... h-his name is Chase.
He was in rehab with Tate.

I-I only met him once.

- What's his last name?
- Uh, I don't know.

But I could probably find out for you.

Dad.

Um, the Pearsons are leaving.

They wanted to say goodbye.

I'll be right down.

_

Okay.

Yeah, I'll be in the
office this afternoon.

Hey.

- Who was that?
- Marcus.

- Everything okay?
- No.

Apparently, the development
company we're trying to sue

is owned by a Chinese company

which jeopardizes our case...

Because to be sued in California,

the California court has to
have adequate jurisdiction.

The whole class action
could be dead in the water.

Not if they have deep enough
contacts here to pursue.

I can do some digging.

What's the name of the company?

Anwei International?

I'll be right back.

Your honor, where are you going?

I know where he lives.

Who?

The dealer who killed my son.

I'm coming with you.

What up, Gumboot Becky!

You wanna get drunk?

Uh, I-I can't.

I have plans.

Well...

Another time.

Dennis?

You shouldn't drink alone.

_

I don't think he's here.

We should take his name to the police,

- let them handle it...
- They're not gonna do anything.

You think they care about
rich kids who OD on drugs?

Hey, Chase! Chase Carter!

Okay, but what're you gonna do?

'Cause right now you're
angry. And with good reason.

But yelling at this kid is
not going to bring Tate back.

And it's not going to
make anything better.

Chase?

You Chase?

Hey, what's going on?

- Oh, whoa, whoa!
- You killed my son!

- I don't know what you're talking about!
- Tate Wilson.

You gave him some pills
laced with fentanyl.

- I didn't give him anything.
- Sir.

Bullshit! I know it was you.

No, it wasn't me. He
bought that stuff online.

I-I swear. I swear to God.

I told him not to trust it,
but he'd already taken it

- when I got there.
- You left him?

You knew he'd taken
something and you didn't stay.

- Your Honor.
- You didn't wait around

to see if he'd stopped breathing

or called somebody for help?

You might as well have killed him!

You Honor, please get off...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Go.

I failed him. I failed my son.

It's my fault.

I made him hate me.

He's gone.

Hi.

Hey.

So, uh, what's up?

Come with me.

- Hey!
- Hey!

Hey! What's up, big dog?

What's going on?

I invited your family over for dinner

hoping that they would
give me another chance.

And...

hoping that you will too?

Ooh!

He better.

or he's not getting any
of my mac and cheese.

Oh!

He believed in Santa
Claus until he was 13.

That's only because she was
sending Dad up to the roof

to make reindeer noises.

Uh... what are reindeer noises?

- Hoof sounds.
- Uh-huh. Okay.

It's true. We'd make, uh,
soot marks by the fireplace.

- That's sweet.
- And he believed

in the tooth fairy for
like a hella long time.

Y'all better relax because I
have stories about y'all too.

- Oh!
- What you got?

After all this, I need more wine.

So, sis, what's, uh,
happening with this arrest?

I don't really know yet.

I read about violating
restraining orders.

Is it true you might

have to do some jail time?

- It's a possibility.
- Jail time? What you mean?

You didn't say nothin' about that.

Right, 'cause we're not
doing that right now.

Not today, guys. Not today!

Today we're living in the moment.

It is what it is.

Ooh, yes! This is my song!

Let's get up on our
feet and dance, y'all.

Oh yeah! Everybody.

Whoo!

I just hope our dad isn't
filling her head with more ideas.

Just because he's been to prison

and he's proud of it.

Look, Dom, I know it's
none of my business, but...

I don't think he's about that.

Come on.

? Sip on this truth tea ?

? You say you're sorry ?

? But I'm better without ?

You wanted to see me?

Did you tell Malika about Jacob?

You gave me your word
that you wouldn't tell anyone.

But I-I don't know why
I would believe you.

Y-y-you lie about everything.

I should never have trusted you.

What are you talking about?
When have I ever lied to you?

Jeff?

I know you didn't break up with
him and you told me you did.

Okay, so what?

Why do you care so much

about when I broke up with him?

I don't. I-I, uh...

- I don't care.
- You know, talk about lying,

your whole life is a lie!

You lie to everyone who cares about you

by hiding in your pain.

Making everyone believe that
you're just some sort of loser

who dropped out of life for no reason.

Just leave me alone.

- No.
- Just...

- ... leave me alone!
- No!

- I want to be alone!
- No.

- I want to be alone!
- Bullshit!

If you wanted to be alone, you
wouldn't have moved into the Coterie.

You need people.

What if you try to hurt yourself?

What if you succeed?

I can't keep enabling you
by keeping your secret.

Making excuses to everyone

while you just isolate yourself in here,

doing whatever you're
hiding behind that.

What are you hiding?

No! Don't!

How can you keep all
of this pain inside?

You need help.

If you really want to
honor Jacob's memory,

honor your own life.

I'm sorry

about what I did today.

Well, what you did
out of grief and anger

and wanting someone
to be held accountable

for your loss is understandable.

That's what Malika
was doing when she came

into your chambers.

It's what Jamal's
mother wants for her son.

And it's why Black Lives Matter

is protesting your appointment.

And I suppose you concur.

The conservative courts
in this country have become

completely partisan.

They unapologetically protect

the agenda of the powerful

and the privileged and
the religious right.

They want to overturn Roe v. Wade.

Ignoring the wishes of the
majority of people who...

support a woman's right to choose.

So, if you're not going
to respect settled law

and equal protection for all,

then, yes...

I concur.

I'm sorry, now is not the time.

I appreciate your candor.

The last thing I'll say:

I swear on my life

that Malika did not know
that they were protesting you.

And she didn't leave because the people

who are fighting for
Black lives, for her life,

were counting on her.

And I think that's
something you can respect.

Your tenacity...

will take you far,

Callie Adams Foster.

I am truly sorry for
your loss, Your Honor.

You really showed up for me tonight.

I appreciate that.

Well, I wanted you to
know that the movement

is not my primary partner.

You are.

And...

I want you to know...

that I love you.

You coming?

Are you sure you're okay?

I will be.

How are you? You okay?

Yeah.

Talk to me.

Nah, just... Later. At home.

Mm. Just, now, please.

I can't take any more suspense.

The company that owns the
development group you're suing?

Anwei International?

I represent them.

- Synced and corrected by Firefly -
- www.addic7ed.com -