All language subtitles for Beyond the Gates s02e140.eng

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Well, I bet I know what put
that smile on your face.

? ?

Coffee, bagels-

all the faves.

Breakfast for the family,

unprompted?

We better enjoy it

before he unleashes
the bad news.

Why's it got to be bad news?

Maybe I just want to spend
quality time with my dads.

Let's eat first.

This must be really bad.

Fine.

There is something.

How excited are you about
the Essence magazine article?

That was insane.

And Tokyo this fall.

Girl, I'm so jelly.

Not sure I'm going.

Wait, why not?

You know the 'rents-
school, school, school.

Wouldn't traveling
teach me more?

I mean, look at my Aunt Dani.

She's so smart and worldly.

Ooh, maybe I can ask Grandma
to go to...

-support Aunt Kat.
-Mm.

And with a built-in chaperone,

you think your dads
will have to say yes.

It's worth a try, right?

Those home fries
ain't gonna eat themselves.

I'm not that hungry.
I just needed some fuel.

(laughing)

You gonna say what's up
to your niece

and her friend?

I don't want to interrupt.

Busy day?

Uh, I'm gonna
swing by the clinic,

see if Noah needs some help.

Mm. He hanging in there?

He did great his first day,

but there's still a lot
to figure out.

So, Leslie made
a good hire, then?

Sure.

I just know
from personal experience

stepping into a new gig
can be hard.

This is about last night.

You're still in your head.

But you don't have to be, Eva.

Okay? Not for me.

So why don't we talk about it?

How do you feel?

Eh.

The radiation is taking
less of a toll on my body

than the chemo did,
that's for sure.

Mm. Rest is probably key

to long-term recovery.

Music can wait, can't it?

So much time is slipping away.

I mean, last year, I had
a spotlight and a set list.

Has it been a whole year
since then?

I hadn't realized.

Nearly slipped my mind, too,

till I got a message
from Tracy and Sharon

saying "happy anniversary."

That upset you?

Well, the-the sentiment
was pitch-perfect.

But I am nowhere near ready
to go into the studio

and honor Barbara.

I know you're chomping
at the bit to do that, my dear.

But your lungs took
quite a beating from the chemo.

But the recording session
with Devon...

If that's your concern,
we can reschedule.

You take a step back for now.

Give yourself enough time to
ease your voice back into shape.

Okay. Quit stalling.

I've been exploring
different arrangements

that will help with me
and Jessica's relationship.

And spending every waking minute
together this summer

isn't accomplishing that?

Quality time is good,

but I've got
to be strategic about...

About what?

Me being at Banneker

and her being at UCLA.

Well, Banneker is only
less than a hour away from us.

You're gonna be bringing us
your laundry,

eating us out of house and home.

It's a time-honored
college tradition.

I think he'll be back.

Early September?

At the latest.

Not possible.

'Cause I'm gonna be spending
every weekend with Jessica.

Ugh, I so wish I could be there
front row and center

to watch ChelseaKat make
their first international debut.

You can still go, Jessica.

In fact, all of you fans
out there can attend.

Uh, how?

Did you just score big?

Mm. My big score is working
with the ChelseaKat brand.

And now our whole ChelseaKat fam
gets to experience the event

because it will be live streamed

at #TokyoFashionCollective.

See you there, fam.

And it's posted.

You rock
as a team brand ambassador.

Thank you for being my guest.

Your Japanese recs
were great content.

And I love doing it.

Then why do you look like
I'm making you take

another cotillion class?

Just reminding me that there's
so much more world out there.

And?

And...

Okay, don't get me wrong-

I love being in this summer love
bubble with your brother, but...

-Bubbles burst.
-Yeah.

I feel like I've been
ghosting my own needs

because I've been focusing
so hard on Tyrell.

Like last week,
when I went to visit UCLA

and met my soon-to-be roomie.

Just made me realize
how small I've made my universe.

It feels like I'm losing me.

Can we table the discussion
about my surgical scars

for another time?

Sure.

So, what's next
on your agenda for today, boo?

There's some stuff
I would like to catch up on

at my dad's practice.

It's so badass
how much you take on.

It's one of the things
I love most about you.

My multitasking tops your list?

Nah.

Nah, your strength.

Like I said last night,

the way you survive
whatever life throws at you,

no matter how
insanely challenging it may be.

I love you.

You know that?

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

But I love you more.

Mwah.

What a lovely surprise
running into you.

Early morning pickup game
with Andre and Ted.

That smile on your face because
you finally got some rest?

Oh, I was asleep before my head
even hit the pillow.

Mm.

Well, when are you down
for that date

that we took a rain check on?

I'm free now.

Wow.
I see that Kial gets nights

and poor Carlton here
is relegated to, uh,

brekky-breks.

Yeah, you know, that worked
for me and Teddy Bear

once upon a mattress.

I have no idea what you
are prattling on about, Leslie.

Have you met Kial's son Noah?

Sweetie pie.

And he's the new manager
at my clinic.

Now, while we were
discussing work,

he mentioned that, uh,

while he's been staying
at his dad's,

his dad has been staying
at his girlfriend's every night.

Yeah. So, apparently,

while he's crashing there
to get the lay of the land...

...meanwhile, Daddy
is getting laid by darling Nikki

at the Comfort Inn and Suites.

This just happened to spill out
of your employee's mouth

in the middle of talking
about payroll and supplies?

Okay, whatever this is,

I don't have time for it.

I have a consult.

Yeah, well, I have a meeting
with the club prez myself.

So, ta-ta.

Can I call you later?

Find a better time for our date?

Of course.

Okay, we know

how much you care about Jessica.

We also know that this is
your first serious relationship.

Those can be...

intense.

Does she even know
your plans for the two of you?

So, without running this past
your girlfriend,

you're planning
to sacrifice your time, energy,

and a full shot
at a college experience?

The math ain't mathing.

Why can't you get it?

I love Jessica.

Why do you guys keep treating me
like a dumbass kid?

I know how I feel,

and I know what she needs.

When I hear
someone planning something

for someone else's life,

my antennae go up.

Look, we're just trying
to protect you.

I don't need protection.

Wrong, son.

Right now, your heart
could use a full set of armor.

-Here you are, ladies.
-Thank you. -Thanks.

Enjoy. You're so welcome.

So, tell me what went down
in Cali.

I met my roommate. Super cool.

A student athlete
on a scholarship.

And we went to a party together.

Mm. The dudes, though-

super hot?

I knew it.

Those west coast boys
have swagger.

Hold up.
Did you cheat on my brother?

No.

Good.

Because even though
you're my girl,

Tyrell is my brother
and fam is fam.

And I never ever want
to see him get hurt.

There's that look again.

What gives, Jessica?

I had a great time out there.

And, come on,
going out to parties

with my roomie's friends-
athletes.

That's so not Tyrell's thing.

Oh. So you're worried
that your 'ship won't fit.

What's got you ignoring
the outside world?

AI is telepathic.

I'm convinced.

And it's creeping me out.

You know,
you think something once

and then your phone
loads up a shopping cart.

Mm. Turn off your notifications
if it bothers you that much.

Mm. Unfortunately,

some things can't be ignored
in real life.

Oh. I am so glad I ran into you.

I wish I could say the same.

Oh, damn, Vern. Here I am trying
to be neighborly over here.

We're no longer neighbors.

You have an empty lot.

Ah, yes.

That tornado nearly took out
everything from me.

Quite a bit.

Even my daughter, almost.

Well, I'm glad
Eva pulled through.

Oh, thank you, Vern.

That's very kind of you.

Now you can thank me.

For?

Well, you will be pleased
to know, Mr. Squash Player,

that the Leslie Thomas
Sports Complex

is back up and on schedule.

And I'm also glad to share that
construction will begin

on my shouse...

posthaste.

The inspector stopped that,
remember?

Ah, yes, that encroachment
violation that you maneuvered.

Ooh, glory.

But there is a silver lining
to every cloud.

-How so?
-Well,

the twister knocked
everything down,

which means there's no structure
over your property line anymore.

So now I can begin my

new plans and specs

to resume.

How wonderful, Leslie.

For you.

And you wanted
to open up your door

and look at an empty, vacant lot

when you could see
a whole work of art.

-Art.
-Mm.

You do stretch
the meaning of so many words.

Well, be that as it may, Vern,

construction will begin soon.

Full force.

? ?

(door shuts)

Glad to see your radiation
appointment went well.

Phone call wasn't enough? You
had to come see for yourself?

Among other things.

-Where's Daddy?
-He went to the club.

So, I'm all you got.

What is it, Nicole?

I need your help.

I wasn't surprised
about you calling

and asking me to squeeze you in.

A lot of people do that.

But why don't you want
your dad knowing

about whatever it is
that's going on?

I've got my reasons.

It's because I'm the better
plastic surgeon, isn't it?

It's okay. You can say it.

I think both of my bosses
in the practice are top-notch.

Okay, well,
all kidding aside, my dear...

...what's really going on?

I know that you've performed
miracles for burn victims

and trauma survivors.

And you've helped them
feel like themselves again.

And, um, that-that's
what I need, Carlton.

I need people to see me-

the Eva who takes names
and she kicks ass

and she loves to rock a crop top
on occasion while doing it.

It's your liver transplant scar.

Which is difficult
on a number of levels.

What you tell your patients-

not all scars can be seen...

...I'm living it.

Like-like, most of my scars

I consider to be
badges of honor,

like, from scraped knees
to ice burns from skating.

But this one...

This one stares at me
when I look at it in the mirror.

And every time,

it-it takes pieces,

it takes pieces of me with it.

Like, I avoid the mirror
until it's covered.

Like, I never used to hide from
my own body like this, Carlton.

Okay. Okay.

Let's see the scar.

Okay.

It's actually healing very well.

Dr. Arnold did a fantastic job,

especially given
the circumstances.

The fact that I almost died?

Well, as far as scars go,

I have seen a lot worse.

Great.
So-so you can help me?

I'm afraid not.

Enough is enough.

Take the insurance money,

sell the land,

cut your losses
and move elsewhere,

preferably out of state.

I have family
and community ties here.

Then don't subject them
or the rest of us

to some ridiculous display.

Nothing about
my studio-slash-house

is ridiculous.

This is just a waste of time.

I've got appointments.

Hey.
Vernon, I will not be ignored.

And I am here to stay.

Yo.

Y'all seen, uh, Senator Dupree?

Mm, I-I haven't.

Neither have I.

Excellent.

Last thing I want to be is late.

-You got a second, join us.
-ANDRE: Mm.

Yeah.

So, uh, how are you holding up?

-Honestly?
-Mm.

Being back in this building
kind of trips me out.

Mm.

I've been trying
all summer not to hurt Tyrell.

I mean, you know I thought
breaking up would be best,

but...

things heated up and, like...

I don't want to hear about
you two's sex life.

Period.

How am I supposed
to say goodbye now?

Maybe by reminding yourself
that by standing still

it's gonna hurt worse.

For the both of you.

Yeah.

Right.

Look, it's easy
to get caught up in something

that you care about so deeply.

But that shouldn't
be your sole focus.

My plate's full.

I've got Jessica and school

and a side of a family.

Tyrell, you're not half-assing
your way through college.

And being a part of this family
is not some side dish.

It comes with honor
and responsibility.

You know what?

I'm tired of listening to what
everybody's telling me to do.

I'm 18.
Grown by law.

I should be able to buy
a plane ticket to see and visit

my girlfriend.

Yeah, but you need money.

And how are you gonna get that?

You gonna be a flight attendant
on the first red-eye to L.A.?

You know, I thought
if I were to explain to you two,

you would understand.
My bad!

Oh...

(door shuts)

You just said
you've seen worse scars.

I have.

Okay, so why the hard pass?

Because there is no quick fix
for a situation like yours.

Okay, why not?

Because you are still healing.

From two things:
your damage control surgery

and your liver transplant.

Okay. Shouldn't we be able to
fix it while it's still fresh?

That's not how it works.

Any potential scar revision
has to wait

until your body has fully healed
and the tissue has settled.

Okay, well,
can't we just speed it up?

I mean, I mean, I'm young.

And before this, pretty healthy.

Doesn't that count
for something?

Of course it does.

In general.

Now, once your transplant team
signs off on your recovery,

then we can look at our options.

Okay. Like-like what?

Well, there are advancements
in laser, stem cell treatments

that we can explore
based on your progress by then.

A-And so those procedures
will get rid of the scar?

The goal is to minimize
the appearance.

So, no promises.

Just honesty.

Well, what am I supposed to do
in the meantime, Carlton?

I feel so disconnected
to my body.

Okay, that is more complicated.

Eva,

you've just survived
a life-saving surgery.

It's-it's not uncommon
for organ transplant recipients

to explore and discuss their
new normal with a professional.

I don't need therapy, Carlton.

I-I need to feel like
myself again.

Okay.

You're more than welcome
to get a second opinion.

But any reputable MD
is going to agree with me, Eva.

I know for a fact
that your father would.

The night of the tornado
was sheer terror.

No shame, still got me shook.

Yeah.
That's all of us.

A game of pickup ball-

that can only
get you but so far.

Emotionally, that is.

Well, when Kat and Eva
were missing,

when Martin was missing

until we managed to find him
under a freaking tree.

Word. Man, that...

that got to be one
of the worst nights of my life.

In the end,
everybody made it through.

Yeah.

So, how's my cousin been?

The last time I saw y'all,
she looked great.

-Uh...
-LESLIE: Don't you dare

walk away from me,
Vernon Dupree.

(stammering)

-Not it.
-Not it.

(chuckling): You-you...

-Okay.
-Mm.

LESLIE:
You are being rude

right now. Come on.

I've heard all the bluster
I can stomach for the day.

Senator Dupree.

Leslie. Uh, can I help?

Just a neighborly spat.

-Hmm.
-Hmm.

Wonder if it can wait.

Uh, Senator Dupree
has a real tight window

with his busy schedule,
and he and I have a meeting.

It's very important to me.

Oh. What biz do you two
have with each other?

Banneker. Specifically,
internship opportunities

for my students.

Oh. Well, I think I should
be a part of that convo,

considering that
I funded the very clinic

that actually has
an arrangement with Banneker.

Do you never tire

of announcing the money you
spend to bleach your reputation?

-Okay. I-
-Any-any clinic meeting

should involve Eva.

Why don't you
swing by the apartment

and we can talk
about that later?

I would love that.

It's nice to be somewhere
that I'm actually wanted.

If you decide to change careers,

I'll put in a good word
for you at the UN.

'Cause you clearly have a knack

for brokering the peace, son.

You okay, bro?

I was.

Until the 'rents
shot down my plan

to fly out to L.A. to see
my girlfriend every weekend.

Say what?

Got to go. Yep.

It's a good plan.

School here two days a week,

and then I have Friday
through Mondays to be with you.

I'm sure you worked that out
on paper,

but that is so not gonna happen.

Why not?

Uh, you don't know my schedule

or what activities I'll be into
because I don't even know yet.

I assumed you would want
to spend time with me

instead of auditioning
for a play.

Wrong.

I mean, I-I love
spending time with you,

Tyrell, but, no, I'm not
going to miss out on stuff

because of your
desperate attempt to try

and, like, keep us together.

-I'm desperate now?
-Uh,

that's not what I meant.

All I'm saying is I won't know
what I want until I get there.

And so, no, I'm not
going to be closed off

because you decided
on your own to make

weekly commutes
to the west coast.

And I don't want you skipping
out on amazing opportunities

at Banneker,
like-like joining chess club

or a frat or the robotics club.

You're just softballing because
you believe we won't work out.

I can't predict the future.

But I hope we do.

Hope?

That's your plan?

Jes-Jessica, we have to make
our futures happen now

or this would be
some BS cop-out.

Say what you really mean.

Okay, fine.

I think we should break up.
Starting now.

I know as well as anyone

how that woman
can get under your skin.

But Leslie lobbing Leslie-isms
is nothing new.

I know, but...

Do you think I have it all wrong
when it comes to men?

You have not one but two
fine gentlemen courting you.

You're doing just fine.

You just aren't ready
to commit to anyone.

Not after the way
my marriage ended.

I spent so much time
mourning that relationship.

I have been determined
to never offer my entire heart

to anyone ever again.

I'm done with love.

A professional would
have a field day with that.

Okay. I know.
Classic avoidance.

You think?

Sometimes it's the best
way to shield ourselves.

After Ted's betrayal,

understandably, you would
assume that position.

For a while.

I have been very intentional

about keeping everything
casual and fun.

-And are you? Having fun?
-I am.

Or at least I was.

Do you think I'm just
setting the stage for disaster?

Agreed.
Tyrell's plan is ludicrous.

But we need to figure out

a better way to get through
to our lovestruck teen.

Ooh! Lox and bagels.

-I'm starving.
-Watch out.

I'm pretty sure
it's laced with teen rage.

I assumed you ate
at Orphey Gene's with Jessica.

She sprung for a drink.

We didn't get to breakfast.

Tyrell showed up.

I heard about your chat
before I dipped.

We are concerned about Tyrell's
unrealistic expectations

when it comes to Jessica.

And your brother is fast
approaching a world of hurt,

the way he's whooshing
through his life.

That's not new for him.

He was the speed chess champ,
remember?

It's his M.O.

What do you mean?

When he lets someone in
like this

and the warning light
turns yellow,

instead of slowing down,

Tyrell steps on the gas.

Okay, look, I could use
your advice on something.

Well, it's more of an answer
to a hypothetical question.

Okay, hit me.

If you could've...

if you could've told Nicole
everything about Leslie

-early on,
-Hmm.

way back when,

would you?

I still go back and forth
on that.

I don't know.

I mean, for sure, I wish
I would've been there for Eva.

Okay, well, let's take the baby
part out of the equation.

I'd like to think that
Nicole and I could weather it,

but that's wishful thinking.

Odds are I just would've
got kicked to the curb earlier.

Where's this question
coming from?

I'm worried my past is...

catching up with me.

I've been stumbling
towards making a decision,

and I don't want to make
the wrong one.

I know what it feels like
to have the rug pulled out

from underneath you,

and I would hate to do that
to somebody I care about.

And I really care
about both of them.

Okay.

How did all of this start?

I gravitated
towards Carlton because

he was familiar,
and I felt safe.

And I knew he'd been
crushing on me for a while

and he'd fit in
with Dupree events.

Yes, he would.

And then with Kial...

He was unexpected.

A complete stranger.

But there was this attraction.

And you could be carefree.

So much.

And do you know,
after all of this time,

I still feel that easy,
carefree way with him.

Kial is sensitive and seems
to know me better than anyone.

Better than me, sometimes.

Well, it sounds like
you have your answer.

Your heart is leading you there,

but your head
is getting in the way.

So what do I do?

Analysis leads to paralysis.

Who is the shrink here?

Today, me.

And I don't believe
you're anywhere near finished

with having love in your life.

You know where my grandpa is?

Ted won't be in until later.

And my grandma?

I'm pretty sure
Nicole's off today.

Do you have a minute?

(knocking, tapping)

Hola, mamacita.

-Hey, Mama.
-Mwah. Hey.

Just a warning:
I'm not in a good mood.

Aw.

Where's my baby's usual fire?

Are you packing Izaiah's things?

What did
that boyfriend of yours do?

It's nothing like that, okay?
It's not him at all.

It's me, Mama.

Mama, this scar from
the surgeries is really doing

a number on my head.

Like I'm never gonna
feel like myself again.

Oh, honey.

You are the most beautiful
person in the world.

You are light and love.

And maimed.

Hey.

I know I haven't been
the best role model.

I put appearances and...

...how people saw us
ahead of everything else.

And I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, baby.

But the only thing that I see
in front of me right now...

...is that you are here.

My beautiful, bright baby girl.

Alive and healthy.

And I know for a fact, honey,
that Izaiah loves you.

Oh, gosh.

That's the only thing
he is looking at you with,

is-is complete love.

Do you know that when we were
at that hospital,

that man sat there

with me,
waiting patiently and...

praying.

And, baby, he did not
even leave your side.

Not for a minute.

He doesn't care
about some dang old scar.

That's what
he kind of said last night.

Okay. Come on.
Then believe it.

Believe him.

Hmm.

Because he loves you almost-

almost-

as much as I do.

So you just lean on your mama

and you lean on your man

and you take whatever punches
this world hands you, baby,

and you break through
right to the other side.

Huh?

I didn't know you
were a Jim Morrison fan.

I know. That's 'cause
I never told you, boo.

So are you gonna be letting go
of appearances, too?

Mm. Maybe a little...

teensy-weensy bit.

Just a bit.

Yeah.

I love you.

I love you too.

Oh.

Samantha, we're not pushing you

to talk about
anything upsetting.

It's okay.

I deal with things
differently than Tyrell.

But while we were
waiting to get placed,

Tyrell ran away
to look for June.

I remember reading
about a couple AWOL incidents.

They were more like
prison breaks.

Lots of them.

He felt cornered

and fought for a way out.

Because he's been
hardwired not to trust

that life's just gonna work out.

Even though we ended up
in the most perfect place.

But the impact
of all that fear-

it doesn't just vanish because
the circumstances change.

SAMANTHA:
The day that Tyrell realized that getting to June

or her coming back for us
was never gonna happen...

...there was a power outage
inside him.

I should've seen it sooner.

I mean, we've talked.

But I didn't really take in
the death grip he has

to clinging to the people
he loves.

This isn't really about Jessica.

It's about old wounds.

(phone chimes)

Oh, this is Jessica.

"Broke up with T.

Be there for him, please."

Oh, crap. This is not good.

I know this is probably weird,

but thanks for listening.

Thanks for the trust, man.

But I got to say,
when you go in,

you go all in.

Jessica and I are endgame.

I know that.

Why can't she just
see what's in front of her?

Pop said I made
all the concessions, and I did.

Why can't it just be
a win-win for her?

You think it would be, right?

The equation lines up, but...

only when you're willing
to exclude certain variables.

Like?

Some of your needs.

You're saying the formula itself
could be flawed?

At least one person
in this scenario will get hurt,

and that is one too many.

Such is life.

All you can do
is be open and honest.

As you have.

So have Kial and Carlton.

In their own way.

Which is why I think it's unfair
to keep either one of them

at arm's length,
especially Carlton,

who I've known
almost my entire adult life.

I reiterate,

adult men are responsible
for their own feelings.

I'm not ignoring that.

Just because you're
not choosing one doesn't mean

you're committing to the other.

May I make a suggestion?

Something I wouldn't
typically offer.

And this is
specifically for you.

This would not work
for your sister.

All right.
Lay it on me.

You have always thrived
under pressure.

So I have heard.

But I don't feel like
I'm thriving right now.

You, my type A,
straight-A analyst-

you need a deadline.

A self-imposed one.

Your two paramours don't need
to know anything about it.

This is for you alone.

You just need
to choose your moment.

You actually think so?

Well, all of this
ad infinitum arrangement

is just muddying the waters.

Okay.

Thank you, Mother.

By this time next week,

I will have my answer.

I was hoping I could place some
students as interns with you.

I got two in mind that may be
great future political minds.

I love the notion of mentoring
the next generation.

Enacting change

was always a calling.

Yeah, I-I didn't always know
what my passion was.

But helping young people
discover their own unique paths

just does it for me.

There's fire in you.

It reminds me of myself
when I began.

What are you even talking about?

Did you step out on Dani?

You're tripping.

Never.

This is from when
I was hopping around Europe,

being a nomad.

After your parents
passed away, huh?

Let's just say...

some things happened abroad
that, uh,

I've omitted from my bio.

Sometimes I damn near forget
that it happened myself.

Mm.
Well, I'm not the best guy

to dole out that kind of advice.

But whatever happened
before Dani

is kind of irrelevant now.

Do this one thing:

be better than me.

Be honest.

And whatever happened then

will not derail what you
and Dani have got going now.

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