Original subtitles

- Last season on "American Soul"...

- Last season on "American Soul"...

Our life is about to change, Red.

- I'm not moving to LA, Don.

If you walk out that door,

you are choosing "Soul Train" over this family!

- Mr. Cornelius, these kids are great.

They are nailing all the latest steps.

- Tessa, come back to the show.

Dance is our heartbeat,

but you are the one who keeps the rhythm.

The show needs you.

- It's a separation agreement. - I need you.

Baby, look at me, you can't quit on us.

- ♪ Well, your enemy ♪

- You did great. - Thank you.

- Why don't you like him, Mama?

- I like him fine,

but older boys expect certain things.

- I got an offer to do a stage play in New York.

I'm gonna take it.

- I'm just completing my mission.

- [gasps]

- Now, what I can do is open doors you can't.

- Just how much would these open doors cost me?

[chatter]

- Mr. Donald, is this a membership-only club?

- Everything you got is mine.

- And we're out!

Season one done!

[cheers and applause]

- Happy New Year, baby.

1973's gonna be your best year yet.

- And the headaches? - Like I'm losing time.

- Baby, turn the channel. "Soul Train" is on.

- Oil reserve...

- Don't wanna miss "Soul Train."

- Yeah, there you go. - Hey. [laughs]

[playing Labelle's "Lady Marmalade"]

[soul music]

- ♪ Hey sister, go sister ♪

♪ Soul sister, go sister ♪

♪ Hey sister, go sister ♪

♪ Soul sister, go sister ♪

- ♪ He met Marmalade down in old New Orleans ♪

♪ Strutting her stuff on the street ♪

♪ She said, "Hello, hey, Joe ♪

♪ You wanna give it a go?" Mm-hmm ♪

all: ♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da ♪

♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya here ♪

♪ Mocha chocolata, ya ya ♪

- ♪ Creole Lady Marmalade ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? ♪

♪ Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up ♪

♪ The boy drank all that Magnolia wine ♪

♪ On her black satin sheets where he started to freak ♪

♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da ♪

♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya here ♪

- I can see the drummer's not hitting the cowbell.

- How bad is it? - Guy's doing it on purpose.

- ♪ Creole Lady Marmalade ♪

- Cut!

[music stops, bell rings]

You gotta sell the performance.

I know you don't like it,

but it's cheaper to tape to track than to live play.

- Listen, honey, I can't speak for you or your crew,

but on this stage, we're all professionals here.

My guys can play. They blow the roof off.

[drum fill]

Lip-synching's lame, which is why I won't do it.

You got something against musicians?

- No, but you're already singing live

to a music track, so what's your beef?

Just do the job and go home.

- Who the hell are you talking to like that?

[crowd murmurs]

- The HBIC who signed a contract

agreeing her band would fake it.

[crowd murmuring]

- [laughs] This one.

Ooh, child.

- Going again.

[bell rings]

- That coulda gone sideways, huh?

What would you have done if Patti LaBelle walked out?

- But she didn't. Now, do you mind?

I've got work to do.

- You sound a lot like your boss.

Not a good look on a woman.

- Is that so?

- Why did your husband leave you again?

Turn into a man, you'll never get another.

- Hm.

Who said I still like men?

- [surprised gag]

- We're ready to shoot.

[Jackson 5's "Dancing Machine"]

Where the hell is Don?

- ♪ Oh, babe ♪

♪ Move it, baby ♪

♪ Automatic, systematic ♪

♪ Full of color self contained ♪

♪ Tuned and channeled to your vibes ♪

[engine revving]

[dramatic music]

- [groaning]

♪ ♪

[car horn blaring]

[tires screeching]

- Hell's wrong with you?

You coulda killed me!

You drunk?

- Is he okay? Who should I call?

[high-pitched distorted tone]

- ♪ She knows what she's doing ♪

♪ She's super bad now ♪

- So make it real funky, okay?

And real--get into it. Act like you're playing.

- Wow. - Make yourself at home, man.

I appreciate you giving me a lift,

so stay as long as you want.

- What a trip. - Car trouble?

- You could say that.

I had to leave my car on the street.

Get someone over there to pick it up.

Bring it back here.

- Hm, you don't look so good.

- He almost crashed into me.

He's got a migraine and said he couldn't see.

- Show Ed around. Take care of him.

Whatever he wants, he's my very special guest.

- Hey, Don, you all right, honey?

- Never better.

- All right, everybody settle. And roll cameras.

- Don, you should take a minute.

- Yeah, who asked you? - Hey.

You always look sharp and put together.

Camera sees everything.

You sure you wanna shoot

without going through the works?

- Fine.

Five minutes!

[bell rings]

[unsettling music]

[groans]

♪ ♪

[pained sigh]

♪ ♪

[smooth pop melody]

[melody continues through headphones]

all: ♪ You know ♪

♪ Nobody's gonna love you ♪

♪ You know ♪

♪ I'm giving you all I have, babe ♪

♪ You know ♪

♪ Nobody's gonna love you ♪

♪ Oh, not the way ♪

[discordantly] ♪ I can ♪

♪ You know ♪

- She's off-key.

- Double Ds can't hit a note, harmonize,

or even breathe. Why is she here?

- We've got five takes already. Just make it work.

[keys jingle]

We're done for today.

[door opens]

- Hey. - Hey.

You ready to go?

- Yeah.

- So am I fired?

- He's an ass, but he's not stupid.

You were good like always.

- Doesn't seem to get me very far.

- That's not true.

Wood Harley's an A&R exec looking for talent.

He's in bay four right now.

[muffled instrumental music]

- Okay, Wood, we'll have

that final mix for you tomorrow.

- ♪ When I ♪

♪ Had you ♪

♪ I treated you bad ♪

♪ And wrong, my dear ♪

♪ But since you've been away ♪

♪ Don't you know I sit around ♪

♪ With my head hanging down ♪

♪ And I wonder ♪

♪ Who's loving you ♪

[applauds]

- Wow, that was beautiful.

- Thank you, Mr. Harley.

I'm Simone Clarke. I have a demo, and I think--

- Whoa, whoa.

Why don't you go ahead,

make an appointment with my office,

bring the demo with you,

and, uh, we'll take good care of you.

- [giggling quietly] Yes. Yes!

- Stolen bases in the National League

with 40 and first in walks--

- Precautions to eliminate needless casualties

are taken whenever possible... [high-pitched tone]

such as broadcasts...

[knocking at door]

- Red, what are you doing here?

You okay? Something happen with the boys?

- Of course something happened.

Our sons were abandoned by you.

You wanna tell me to my face

why you aren't taking them for the summer like we agreed?

- There's just a lot going on right now, Red.

I just can't. - 'Cause you won't.

You're a father, Don, act like one.

[bag thuds]

- [laughs quietly]

You look good.

- [sighs]

- [pained sigh]

- Migraine?

- I'm fine. It isn't that bad.

- Liar.

You're sick again, aren't you?

- I just have to ride it out like I always do.

[water splashing]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- This has been going on for years.

Enough.

You're going to see a neurologist tomorrow.

You're going to have tests and find out

what's really going on.

- I'm not paying hundreds of dollars

to hear what I've already heard from other quacks.

- [sighs]

Look, how many migraines this week,

hm?

How many times have you passed out, Don?

How much time have you lost?

- I'm okay.

- You're really not.

[sighs] Please?

- Okay, fine. [grunts]

I'll be back in a few hours.

- Wait--and where are you going?

- Meeting at the Soul Train Club.

- Oh, no, I don't think so.

Look, you're not gonna last an hour

in all that smoke and noise.

Sit your ass down.

- "Soul Train" recording studio,

music publishing, TV production.

Can you see it?

[soul music playing]

- No.

- Got no vision, Willie.

I need you to close the books.

Collect what's owed even if you gotta negotiate the vig.

We gotta run a clean house from now on.

Pay real tax in full.

- What, you scared, brother? Come on!

[knife unsheathes] - Hey!

- What you want? What you gonna do, huh?

[crowd gasps]

[bones crack] - Drop it.

Let go of the knife.

Joe, come on. - [groans]

- Come here, man. - Get off me, man!

Watch my threads, brother. What you doing?

- Kid's on top of it.

- Surprised he's coming along after what he's been through.

- ♪ Where we can, oh ♪

♪ Get together ♪

♪ And ease up our mind ♪

♪ Come on ♪ - ♪ Do a little dance ♪

- Ugh.

[tires squealing]

[siren whooping]

- Freeze, police!

Don't move! - [groans]

- Put down the weapon!

[gunshots]

- Grab those keys. Let's get that trunk open.

Come on!

- Looks like he got stabbed in the gut.

Roll a rescue rig.

Hang in there. We got you, okay?

Hurry up, he's circling!

- Please be advised, we have shots fired.

Be advised, we have

plain clothes officers on the scene

requesting a rig, over.

[monitor beeping]

- Glad you made it.

Surgeon said you coded twice.

Your buddies caught SIS' attention.

They had you under surveillance.

One team lost you. We picked you up.

- Thanks. - Don't thank me yet.

If you don't cooperate, you're going in the bucket.

Where is Reggie Michaels and his new sidekick?

- He took me hostage.

Barker shot him.

His body's by the train tracks.

- Are you sure you didn't do that?

- No.

They said they'd kill my sister.

- If I catch you in a lie,

I'll be back.

[soft romantic music]

- ♪ I smell you in my coffee ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I dream you in my dreams at night ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I feel you when my heart beats ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I see you when I close my eyes ♪

- Something wrong?

♪ ♪

- Any nausea or numbness?

Problems walking?

- No.

- Migraines and vision problems are very concerning.

- I've had headaches my whole life.

- Computerized axial tomography or CAT scan

will take a detailed picture of your brain.

We need it to tell you what's wrong.

- So schedule it, Dr. Morgan.

- When can you travel to Minnesota?

- Minnesota? I can't go to Minnesota right now.

I've got a TV show to produce.

- The only CAT scan is at the Mayo Clinic.

Take this seriously, Mr. Cornelius.

- I have seen a lot of doctors over the years,

and none of you agree.

- There's a lot we still don't know about the brain.

Most we can do right now is trial and error,

but to ignore clear and alarming

neurological symptoms, to ignore medical advice

can be fatal, Mr. Cornelius.

- I'll tell you what...

Soon as you can tell me which one of you is right,

I'll listen.

[soft dramatic music]

- [both grunting]

- Well, I'm stronger. I'm faster.

Now what?

Oh! Ah!

Right moves but what did Simone do wrong?

She didn't react to my aggressive approach.

Recognize when someone's coming at you,

aim for the soft spots.

all: Eyes, nose, throat, scrote.

- That sounds dangerous, Kendall.

I don't like you dangling over the water.

Wait, your sister just walked in.

You wanna speak to her?

- [quietly] Uh-uh, no.

[dial tone] [chuckles]

He hung up.

- Kendall loves you, Simone.

- Mm-hmm.

- He's having a hard time working on an oil rig,

and he's still trying to get custody of his son.

- Kendall's still mad I left, and he found out

all he could be was a Pip to my Gladys Knight.

- So, Gladys, if you're so special,

why are you back living here with your mama?

- Guess now you got your dream, you want me to go.

I'm happy for you, Mama.

Singin' in the new Soul Train Club's a big deal.

Make 'em sit up and take notice.

- We're not talking about me.

Tell me what really happened in New York.

- I told you already. Why don't you believe me?

- 'Cause you said you're not good enough,

- Theater people and I'll never belthat talented,

they make it look easy. It's not.

- So work at it. - I can't do it, Mom.

I couldn't project my voice to the back of the house

and dance at the same time.

I couldn't control my breathing

and protect my voice for eight shows a week.

I was exhausted after two.

I didn't know how to rest.

Had to learn how to take care of my voice

after I lost it for months.

Even Stephanie Mills went to Julliard.

I don't have that money. Do you?

- We'll figure it out. Scholarships, grants--

- That eats time.

I sure as hell ain't slinging hash

while I wait for my big break.

[melancholy music]

My way's faster.

♪ ♪

[woman speaks indistinctly]

- Hi, I'd like to make an appointment with Mr. Harley.

- This brings back memories.

- You never washed a dish

unless you were getting something out of it.

- [chuckles] - What are you offering?

[laughter]

- You know, when it was good, it was very good.

- Mm. - We both dropped the ball.

- I never thought I'd hear you say

that it's not all my fault.

- Well, I never thought I'd be alone

because I have to be right.

You know, I said I forgave you, but I never let it go.

- I coulda done more to earn back your trust.

I'm sorry about that, Red. I really am.

- [pained groan] - Mm, bad?

- Not better than before.

Thought maybe if I get some sleep--

- What did the doctors really say, Don?

- What do they always say? He didn't know.

Why do you always think that I'm lying?

- Well, I think you have a whole pharmacy

in your medicine cabinet,

and you don't go to sleep without popping pills,

and you would just rather ignore the problem

hoping it would go away.

- Yeah, well my health is not your problem anymore.

- As long as we have children together,

we are a family, Don.

Look, caffeine helps.

And so does acupuncture and acupressure,

herbal supplements, teas, honey, and--

- And what's next? Incense, chanting, meditation?

- [laughs]

- You sound like one of those hippies at the airport.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

I miss you, Red.

Hm, you don't know how much.

- Shh.

- You cold?

- Terrified.

Thought you worked for The Hook in Chicago,

so what you doing here?

- They loan me out sometimes.

- History calls that slavery.

- Angelo's not a meathead goombah.

He knows I'm good,

that they underestimate me 'cause I'm a woman.

I can get in anywhere. Nobody blinks.

- Why you telling me? I ain't in the game anymore.

- To remind you it's not your call.

- You can't get blood from a stone.

- I can get blood from pretty much anything.

But you already know that.

- What do you want?

- Family's getting out of LA,

but they want their pound of flesh first.

Why aren't you happy to see me, G-man?

Hm?

Don't tell me you're still sore about that kid.

- If the mob goes, it better include you.

- Glad to see you still care.

Look, it's simple.

You think the guinea's are looking to get

a piece of your little spook dance club?

They want out, not in.

Herschel tried to squeeze you. Trust me, the mob isn't him.

They don't care about your plans,

your penny-ante BS.

You better wrap your mind around this, Gerald.

It's their exit strategy.

You're gonna give them cold, hard cash,

or they are gonna kill you dead, Jimmy Hoffa.

- Who's running the show?

- Mickey Cohen just got out of stir.

He needs funding.

Trying to fight off a takeover. He's weak.

He knows it.

- Thanks for the intel.

- Feels like old times.

Just think what we could do if we work together.

- Crackers won't back down

after saying how they want it to go.

- Hey, we'll see.

My plans for "Soul Train" don't happen

without being clean.

I've done enough. They gotta give me an out.

- The only reason I'm talking to you

is 'cause you made good for us in the past.

- I want out, Mickey.

I hear you want that too.

- We got irons in the fire, sure.

Couple of guys in the music business

gonna make it hand over fist.

But it costs money to get clean, so me first.

It's time to leave LA.

We're taking our cut and getting out.

You offed Herschel. - That wasn't me.

- I like you, Gerald, but lie to me again,

you won't see me comin'.

So you got an issue with the girl?

- I do. She bothers me.

- I don't know why. You trained her.

- I don't make the same mistake twice.

I want her gone.

- Chicago Outfit, they do things their own way.

The rest of us, we don't use women.

It's infamnia.

And Ruby, oh, she does a hit, takes out the whole family.

Says that's how they do it in the old country.

She's a rabid dog on a leash.

But she's Angelo LaPietra's pet.

- Ruby's untouchable, that it?

- I'm saying if she accidentally gets hit by a car,

Chicago's gonna pay you a visit.

- What's my nut?

- 200 large.

- [quietly] I can't do that.

- I hear things.

I hear music and TV studios.

I hear plans and schemes, hopes and dreams.

What I don't hear is "can't do it."

[lush instrumental music]

- It's so nice. - Right?

- And quick too. - Just like you.

- Oh.

[laughter]

- Ah, I love this car, Don.

[laughs]

Hi.

- I wanted you to see it.

- Wow. - Uh-huh.

- Don, you know what? Not too bad.

Not too bad at all.

It's not like the little one-room shabby set

you had in Chicago.

[laughter]

Wow.

You know, "Soul Train" is a big hit.

You should be really proud.

- We work really hard.

- When I ride them.

- He does not mean to be so rude.

- Yes, he does.

- [laughs]

They seem to know you so well.

- Hi, Mr. Cornelius. - Oh.

- We don't fraternize with the dancers.

Well, I do, but--

- Come on, Red.

- You know what, maybe I'll see you later, okay?

- That was smooth.

You think they getting' back together?

- If she can keep him in check, I sure as hell hope so.

[distant sirens wail]

[smooth music plays]

[woman vocalizing]

- Would you like something to drink?

- No, thank you.

Can't tell you how much I appreciate this.

- Mm-hmm.

You know, I did my homework on you.

I heard you was in New York

working on some off-Broadway musical.

I also heard you went paws up.

- Well, what's Broadway got to do with R&B?

I am a singer-songwriter, okay?

If you just listen--

[Earth, Wind & Fire's "Reasons"]

- ♪ Reasons ♪

♪ The reasons that we're here ♪

♪ The reasons that we fear ♪

- Um, I won't take much of your time.

I think you'll really dig the first song.

- ♪ And after the love game has been played ♪

♪ All our illusions were just a parade ♪

♪ And all the reasons start to fade ♪

- Sweetheart, just... just relax.

You know how this works.

- Harley, stop.

- Baby, just relax.

- Stop. - Just relax.

- No.

I said no.

- [coughing]

Bitch. [coughs]

God damn it.

[groans]

- You know how this works, Harley.

Relax.

- [pained shout]

[groans]

- You know what we gotta do.

Gambling, loans with heavy vig,

maybe some dealing on the side.

- Keep it simple, and Don can't know about any of it.

I'll tell him after I pay off the mooks.

Happy?

- We got rooms in the back for the action.

Separate entrance, maybe some dominos or dice to get at.

Yeah, like a speakeasy.

- We gotta make quick dough, get that woman out of my city.

- Seems personal between you and her.

- It is.

- Anybody can get got, anywhere...

Anytime.

[wheezing]

[distorted electronic beat]

[breathing roughly]

♪ ♪

- Go behind my back again,

watch what happens.

- Yeah, just finished our last, then we'll be good.

All right.

[sighs]

Finished editing the Labelle episode.

It's really good.

Head's not pounding for once,

think I'm gonna go home have dinner with the wife.

You got any plans?

- In three years, you've never asked me

what I was doing outside of "Soul Train"

- Delores wanted me to invite you and Tessa to dinner,

so you're invited.

- You two reconciling?

- We're talking.

- May I?

- Please.

- Taking a paralegal out for drinks tonight.

She works for one of those high-octane divorce lawyers

over in Brentwood.

Figure if I can get her drunk enough,

maybe she'll spill the beans about Delores' appointment.

- Hell are you talking about?

- Inside men are embedded in every divorce lawyer's office

from here to Malibu.

They give rich and powerful men a heads up

if one of their wives decides to visit the sharks.

I made some calls about Delores.

It ain't pretty.

- Hey, it's none of your damn business.

- "Soul Train" is my business.

Your wife just met

with the most aggressive great white in town

before she conveniently showed up to your house

to save the day.

I mean, hell, Don, she's probably going through

your stuff right now looking for dirt.

- Listen, you're out of line.

You don't know Delores like that.

She's not like that. You hear me?

- Easy, easy.

Don, don't be an idiot.

California's a no-fault state, which means she can snatch

half of everything, maybe more, including "Soul Train."

[soft dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

- What's going on?

- Willie has the keys to the storeroom.

We knocked.

Can't open the bar without liquor.

- All right, get back to work. I'll get the keys.

[all murmuring]

Boss? - Go away.

- It's me.

♪ ♪

Boss, what the hell--

- Take it easy.

- You want me to call-- - No one.

Take Willie's keys.

I need you to cover the front of the house.

You know his routine?

- Yeah, I think so.

- Keep people away from my door.

- Hey, I'm sorry, Gerald.

I really am. Willie's been good to me.

I--I don't know--

- Me neither, just put one foot

in front of the next for right now.

Don't worry, I'll take care of Willie myself.

I owe him that.

- What are you doing? - Oh.

Don, you scared me.

Did you just get in?

- Why are you going through my things?

- Well, I found a few doctors that I think we should talk to

for a second opinion.

Look, it's time to stop ignoring the problem.

Get some real answers.

- Good idea.

You meet with a divorce attorney

while I was getting poked at Cedars?

Huh? - Look, Don--

- Did you set me up so you could stab me in the back?

- Look, it's not what you think.

- If you think you're gonna take my show, Delores,

you're out your goddamn mind.

"Soul Train" belongs to me! I own that shit!

- I sacrificed a lot for that show.

Lost a lot too, so it is mine if I say it is.

- Get out of my house.

I said get your ass outside my house.

- Don, get your hands off of me!

Are you crazy, Don? What is wrong with you?

Stop! Is something wrong--

Don, get your hands off of me.

- Tryin' to take my show!

- Don, get your hands off of me.

What is wrong with you?

Don! Don!

- Flag-draped caskets bringing home the remains of American--

- Vietnamese refugees clamor to board--

- At Nationwide, insurance is--

[TV shuts off, remote clatters]

[playing "I Never Loved a Man (The Way I Love You)"]

[soul music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ You're a no-good heartbreaker ♪

♪ You're a liar and a cheat ♪

♪ ♪

♪ And I don't know why ♪

♪ I let you do these things to me ♪

♪ Ooh, my friends keep telling me ♪

♪ ♪

♪ That you ain't no good ♪

♪ But oh, they don't know ♪

♪ I'd leave you if I could ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I guess I'm uptight ♪

♪ And I'm stuck like glue ♪

♪ Cause I ain't never ♪

♪ Ooh, never ♪

♪ I never, no, no... ♪

- Okay, so? - So what?

- Did you like it? - Yeah, I thought it was...

- [laughs] Come on.

- I told you all about it.

Back and forth, up and down.

Just, like--

- What?

- Nothing.

- What? - I thought I saw someone.

- I'll be right back, Tameka. Hold my place.

- Simone--I'm blaming you if we don't get a good seat.

- Hey, JT.

- Heard you were back.

- I'm sorry I didn't call you when you got hurt.

- I knew you were busy,

you know, theater lights, grease paint,

doing the whole fame thing. How's that going?

- It's gone.

- Sorry to hear that.

- Old friend?

- Nah, just somebody I used to know back in the day.

It's good to see you. Tell your mom I say hi.

♪ ♪

- ♪ You know I'm the best that you ever had ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Kiss me once again ♪

♪ Don't you never, never say we're through ♪

♪ Cause I ain't never no, never ♪

♪ I never, no ♪

- What happened?

- ♪ Loved a man the way that I, I love you ♪

- You should see the other guy.

How's your girl?

- Which one?

- ♪ And I can't eat a bite ♪ - Here you go.

- Thank you.

- Take this, call her a cab,

and can you bring her some black coffee?

- Sure thing. - Hey, that's my drink.

I do not want coffee. Coffee will just keep me awake.

That is not what I want.

- And what do you want, Simone?

- I want you to talk to me, to see me,

to forgive me.

- It's water under the bridge.

- I couldn't leave New York, JT.

The production just started.

If I left, it would have fell under.

I had to prove that--

- How special do you have to be to think

that the world revolves around you?

♪ ♪

[cheers and applause]

- Listen, no. I asked you to come with me.

- I had commitments here, Simone.

My little sister needs me.

And what was I supposed to do there, hold your purse?

- You're an amazing songwriter, JT.

- What I am is a bouncer who floats where's needed.

Also someone who calls cabs for drunk people.

I'll give your keys to Brianne.

Cab's waiting. Make sure she gets in.

- You ready to go?

[melancholy music]

♪ ♪

- Delores.

Delores, come on now, stop playing.

Look...

[engine shuts off]

Delores.

I have your things in the car.

Do you want 'em or not. - Keep 'em!

You're good at taking things that don't belong to you.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- Like "Soul Train."

All you did was make sure everybody was black.

That's so--so talented.

- What, you really think that I would hit you?

- I don't know what you'd do.

- Red, how could you think so little of me?

- How could you?

- I'm sorry. - For what?

Because it's clear that all you care about is a TV show.

I mean, it comes first. It always has.

You know, it's your whole identity now, Don.

And you can't even change, and I shouldn't expect you to.

- That's not true.

- You thought I betrayed you, Don.

You thought I was trying to take away

your precious TV show.

And it never occurred to me that you wouldn't believe

I was on your side.

- You went to a divorce attorney.

What was I supposed to think?

- And I left as soon as

he came up with a plan to destroy you.

But you know what? You woulda liked him.

Always flying off the handle, unwilling to listen,

and making others pay when things don't go your way.

- Red, you make me sound like a damn asshole.

- Well, you are.

But I did not manipulate you into seeing a doctor

just so I can win in a divorce.

- I'm sorry.

- And you should be.

You are the father of my children,

so your health is always gonna be a priority for me.

I didn't have a relationship with my father,

and you know how much that hurt me.

- Baby--

Red, we can figure this out.

- We better for the boys' sake.

Now take me to a hotel. I'm leaving in the morning.

- You can stay at the house. - No.

No, Don, never again.

♪ ♪

[crickets chirping]

- Next time on "American Soul"...

[all cheer]

- When Cher announces you as a dance troupe

from "Soul Train," that's my name you're using.

That's my brand, so that money you're earning,

- There is no "Soul Train" without the dancers.

- John Simms reps the biggest corporations in the country.

He knows everyone. He's worth the wait.

- Bullshit!

- If Don wants to mess up the show,

then he can clean it up himself.

- Who broke your face, Harley?

- It's none of your business, JT.

- Don's here. - He's got company.

- Evening, Ruby.