All language subtitles for Filthy.Rich.S01E04.400p

Dear Lord, what has happened

to the Sunshine Network?

It used to be the only
faith-friendly channel

on television,

but now it's devolved
into 24/7 trash.

Ginger's not just any whore,
but an attention whore.

Hit it, bitches.

Margaret had to devote
an entire episode

to putting out the fire
Ginger started

when she showed everyone
her religion.

Margaret's audience
demanded blood,

so to calm them down,

she decided to have all
of Eugene's children

on Wings of a Dove.

Except Eric and I,
who had to toil in the heat

and mosquitoes and asbestos.

Ginger pitched a huge fit
because some weirdo

is threatening her mom
at the motel.

He was probably just some perv
looking to get off,

but you divinely intervened in
the form of semi-frozen syrup.

And even though
the subscriptions

shot through the roof
after the fiasco,

the Sunshine Network investors
were not happy.

I mean, they see dollar signs,
and Margaret ain't sharing.

Pray with your dollar.

When Ginger learned
Margaret's investors

patronized her slut farm,
she had another idea.

Record him. Record them all.

Powerful men like that
have friends everywhere.

Margaret wants to take them
to the camp

to smooth things over.

Thank God. Well, thank you...

that Eugene can't see this
mess that Margaret's created.

- Eugene!
- What she's done to

his network and his good name
is just criminal.

It's charity.

In Jesus' name, we pray. Amen.

We have the place
all to ourselves.

We really appreciate it.

It's like a weekend at the spa.

So you could just put
your bags down anywhere.

Jason, if you wanna go upstairs.

Oh, yeah. I got that.

Oh, thank you.

Um, oh, have y'all
had breakfast?

Do you want coffee or...

Is there an alarm system here?

Uh, better.
We have dogs and guns.

So if anyone were to sneak onto
the property, we'll...

Mom, Rose wouldn't bring you
someplace dangerous.

Oh, no, no, no.

We've had whack job fans before.

They're always harmless.

Maybe she was right
to be paranoid this time.

That is your mom?

The man outside the motel
left this.

I don't know how he got it
or what it's supposed to mean.

Hey, well, I mean,
you're safe here.

There's no fans.
There's... there's no threats.

We can all just
enjoy ourselves, right?

And get to know each other

without Mama constantly
hovering over...

Oh, goodness. Take her off.

Did everybody come?
Everybody's here?

Hey!

Hi!

- Hey, you...
- There is a...

Ginger, we have to go.

Oh, no, no. It's fine.

Mama can never have
too many houseguests.

It's not her. It's them.

- The men.
- I've known them all my life.

And I knew them
before you were born.

If they find me here,
they'll kill me.

I'm going to unlock
Eugene's gun closet,

so you could have
your little duck hunt

just as if he were here.

Miss that son of a bitch
every damn day.

Don't make me sad, Don.
Not this weekend.

And we have a closet
of our own, don't we, ladies?

I've been waiting all year.

Don't make a spectacle
of yourself, Veronica.

I won't if you don't.

Now after dinner,
I'm gonna bend your ear

about a little piece
of business,

but not until
we've eaten so much

we give ourselves a fat attack!

Hello, Reverend. Sweetheart.

Hello, Becky!

Jason, hey.

Margaret, Rose invited me out.

- Rose is here?
- Yeah.

I guess we're just
missing Ginger.

Rose? Rose!

We have guests.

Bloody Marys and billiards
on your left.

Breakfast of champions!

Becky, will you put this
in the kitchen?

Set your things down.
Join us in the study first.

I got a little surprise for you.

I'm worried you're sending
the wrong message

with this whole
enchanted weekend thing.

You can't take on powerful men
directly, Franklin.

I'm a black man in Louisiana.
I can't relate?

These men,
they own half my network.

I can't afford to alienate them.

Now, don't worry.

I won't give them an inch
of SunnyClub.

But I am worried

that they gonna come at you
some other way.

To Eugene.

He never passed a church
he didn't enter.

Or a woman.

Rest in peace, you old goat.

I hate to speak ill of the dead,

but Eugene left behind
a crap show and no shovel.

I've been down
at the Bayou Missions.

There are dozens
of outstanding violations.

Place is falling apart.

Your daddy let things go.

I'll get a crew over there
this week.

Thank you.
Thank you, Uncle Townes.

The 18:20 is family, Eric.

Daddy used to talk
about the 18:20.

You guys like Masons
or Shriners?

Or something?

"For where two or three gather
in my name, there am I."

Matthew 18:20.

We're businessmen who
break bread, study scripture,

like the early Christians did
in small groups, in secret.

Let people like your mother
put her face out there.

See, real power is invisible.

Eugene forgot that.

But you won't, will you, son?

I'm not really sure what
you're asking, Uncle Virgil.

Well, I hate to say it
like this, Eric, but...

your father's accident

may have been part
of God's plan for you.

We'd like you to join us.

The 18:20 is offering you
Eugene's seat at the table.

Dear Lord, I am free,

but I'm in a prison
of my own mind.

You said, in the time
of salvation,

"I will help you.

"I will keep you.

"And I will appoint you
to restore the land,

"saying to the prisoners,
'Come out, '

and to those in darkness,
'Show yourself.'"

Eugene Monreaux?

Why am I in handcuffs?

You don't know?

I borrowed a few dollars
to get back to my family.

I was going to pay it back.

Oh, that doesn't sound so bad.

Maybe there's a mistake.

Oh, now anything in there
is in the past.

I asked for forgiveness.
I'm right with God.

So that's all it takes?

Yes.

"Though your sins
are like scarlet,

"they shall be as white as snow.

Though they are like crimson,
they shall be as wool."

Wool.

Wool.

I see polyester.

Set me free, Lord.

- What?
- Set me free.

In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.

- Close the door.
- Okay.

Wow.

Rich girls do have nice closets.

Oh, this is my workshop.

My dad was the only one
I ever let in here.

You've been hiding all this?
This is amazing.

This isn't safe.
We're cornered in here.

Don't worry about my uncles.

They are just a passel
of blustery good ole boys.

I mean, you could wrap them
around your little finger.

When you're young and beautiful,

you think you have power

until the day you learn
how disposable you are

to the people with real power.

My mom could really use
something to settle her nerves.

Of course, yes.

I will get a calming vintage.

Does this have something to do
with the photo that goon left?

Who do you think sent that goon?

You don't know
who we're up against.

Men like that rule the world.

Wait!

Don't I get a phone call?

Don't I get a trial?

I'm innocent.

Excuse me.

There's been a mix-up.

Look, I'm a man of means,
and if you'll just...

I'm calling the law.

Silly Eugene, I am the law.

I've never seen this much food.

I always say cook as much as
you need and then double it.

There's nothing more shameful
than having just enough.

Well, I grew up mostly on rice
and beans and corn flakes.

I won't let you go hungry, baby.

Food is love,
and I've got plenty of both.

Rose, it's 11:00 a.m.

I dunno.
Round up and it's the weekend.

Thanks a lot for inviting me
to your party, by the way.

I could've used a heads up.

It's not a timeshare, Rose.
Anyway, it's business.

What business?

She's cutting out friends
and family

so she can keep everything
for herself.

Did I say that out loud?

Pregnancy brain.

I'm sorry.

If this is business,
why are you here?

I'm here as your
brother's helpmeet

and mother
to his blossoming child.

Well, I got my own helpmeet
right here.

I'm leaving now
and I'm gonna take the wine.

Where is Eric?

He's with my brother and the
other men in Eugene's study.

- Just the men alone?
- Mm-hmm.

I'll be right back.

Bold move naming him Jesus.

It's "Hey-Zeus."

Tomato/Tomahto.
You pick your sacrilege.

Did you ever consider
going into politics, Eric?

Can't say that I have.

You've got to follow
where God leads.

My lieutenant governor
was just indicted.

I'll be looking for another one.

Our group helps
promising young men like you

all across the country.

We helped your father
start his network.

We'd like to help you
with SunnyClub.

You should... you should talk
to my mother about that.

She's in charge.

Your mother is great at what
she does, don't get me wrong.

But the Sunshine Network
did not become

a $2.2 billion business
off cookbook sales.

Knock, knock, gentlemen.

I thought we agreed
no business until after dinner.

Eric, sweetie, I forgot
the forks and plates.

Oh, good boy.

Now, what's so important

that you neglected
to include your favorite CEO?

Eric was just updating us
on the missions.

The missions I gave him.
He's doing such a fine job.

Hmm, that cake look delicious!

Nobody bakes like you do,
Margaret.

I do more than bake, Townes.

Only meant it as a compliment.

- Aww.
- Mm-hmm.

Veronica knows one recipe,
and it's takeout.

Well, you boys have fun.

Paul, a word?

Ooh.

They want what
Eugene promised them,

the same stake in SunnyClub
that they have in the network.

SunnyClub will remain solely
in the Monreaux family.

We have different definitions
of family.

If you don't back down,

you best prepare
for a hostile takeover.

What do you have to prove,
Margaret?

You have a hit TV show.

You have millions
of adoring fans.

Most women your age
are kicking back,

they're retiring.

They're enjoying their children
and the grandchildren.

Eric's inexperienced.
We both know that, Paul.

They rather do business with
an inexperienced young man

than a middle-aged woman.

Keep doing your show.
Enjoy your family.

Don't be prideful.

These are really good.

With your business savvy,
Rose could make a fortune.

Who are those men to us?

Maybe I'm overreacting.

They can't be that bad
if they've come this far.

Well, if we're hiding
from good, upstanding citizens,

then I guess that means
we're bad.

I guess Margaret was right to
call us whores on national TV.

Don't say that.

Then come clean so that
I can stop feeling dirty.

Okay, I'm bored playing
Flowers in the Attic,

so I guess I'm gonna go
downstairs and...

It was a lot of money
at the time, okay?

- You have to understand that.
- Money?

They came to Vegas
when I was a young showgirl,

dancing at the casino.

Part of a Christian
business leaders convention,

which was a joke
because they were sloppy drunk

and bent on breaking
all Ten Commandments.

But Eugene was different.

Stone-cold sober.

He saw me.

He was very sweet.

At the end of the night,
when everyone was gone,

the bartender
slipped me an envelope

with $10,000 cash
and a room number.

Oh-oh-oh-oh.

Mm-mmm!

Eugene paid you $10,000
to sleep with him?

I wish it was that.

I could live with that.

No, they put him in a room
wired for surveillance.

The money was from his friends.

They paid me to seduce him
while they filmed it.

Why?

I don't know.

'Cause they wanted
something on him?

I never dreamed
we'd fall in love.

That we'd have you.

When I got pregnant...

They sent a man to see me.

The same man you thought was
one of Margaret's crazy fans.

He said if I told anyone
what happened that night,

he'd make us disappear.

I raised you in the shadows
to save your life.

Oh, Ginger.

I'm so ashamed.

Eugene was good until he met me.

Hey.

Hey.

Yo, Becky!

You should really have
a slice of cake.

You look hungry.

I don't know
what she puts in this.

It's like crack.

I wouldn't know.
I don't do drugs.

Me neither. I mean, not anymore.

You know, I really wouldn't
talk about drugs

in front of my baby.

They're very impressionable,
even in the womb.

Oh, hey, sweetie.
Have you seen Franklin?

Not for awhile.

Oh, God. Where can he be?

I've looked everywhere.

Becky! Getting huge.

You can't... you can't be here!

I show up for a session,

and Rachel tells me you're
down here at the farm?

What, is she fattening you up
for slaughter?

She said Jesus
can use some fresh air.

Fresh air weakens the lungs.

That's why we lived
under the expressway.

Yopi Candalaria,
long time no see.

Long time no see, Don.

Remember my beautiful son,
Antonio?

Oh, yes. He's quite dapper.

- He's a tiger.
- Mm.

You should give him a fight.
He'll make you a fortune.

Oh, yeah?
Like he made you a fortune?

You know, you always did
punch above your class, Yopi.

Let's go.
You're embarrassing me, Ma.

You're funny.

She's carrying you around
like a chihuahua.

You expect that man
to respect you?

I'm not her pet! I'm family!

Oh, my God.

You like her.

You were supposed
to fake-like her.

You like-like her.

She doesn't insult me!

She's nice!

Rich people can afford
to be nice.

They've never known
how to fight for anything!

Just get in, Ma.
The meter's running.

You'll see how this feels
when she comes for Jesus.

You better watch your son!

Oh, I'm watching him.

That's so exciting.

You don't sound excited.

I am, um, for you.

It's just, I guess,
if you're going into politics,

that means we can't keep
talking to each other.

Why not?

We're friends.

We share thoughts and feelings
about the things we like.

You know, like Jesus and...

and stuff.

It's just been my experience,
in my line of work,

that emotional intimacy

can sometimes lead
to physical intimacy.

Rachel, I'm married.

That doesn't stop everybody.

It didn't stop your dad.

Honey, do you have a moment?
I need to talk.

Hi.

My fear is that the reverend

will try to make you
his errand boy.

Mom, the reverend wants me
in the governor's mansion.

You just sent me
to fetch plates.

So who's making me
their errand boy?

Come with me.

You weren't hiding from me,
were you?

No, ma'am.

Don't call me "ma'am."
It makes me feel so old.

Yes, ma'am.

Can I tell you something?

Okay.

I'm very rich.

That's great.

Hey, Rose! Rose!

Oh, hey.

Do you mind if I steal him
for a second, Aunt Veronica?

Only if you promise
to give him right back.

I'll go fetch us some drinks.

She's friendly.

She's a slut.
She always has been.

I don't think she's your type.

I don't have a type.

Except family.

What are you doing
out here alone?

Have you ever had
a terrible secret?

One that would destroy lives
if it got out?

Besides pretending to be
my comatose brother?

There's something
I haven't told you.

I was engaged before

to the son of one of my uncles.

So your cousin.

No, they're my fake uncles,
Jason.

It turned out he was a liar
and he was a cheater,

and I found out and I called
it off just in time.

But now I realized

he was just following in
the footsteps of his father.

I mean, what if
I had stayed with him?

I would be just like Tina

or... or Mama or Aunt Veronica.

Is that the secret?

All of the men that I thought
were family are monsters.

For all I know, you are too.

Uh, can you just leave me alone
for a little bit?

Oh, I'm so glad
I'm caught you boys.

Virgil, I want you to use
Eugene's gun

on your hunt today.

I know he would've liked that.

It's an honor.

Now, I understand
that Eugene promised you

a piece of SunnyClub,

but he also told me it was mine.

So, in fairness,
I propose a compromise.

I will retain full ownership,

but cut you in
as no-bid contractors.

Well, it's a very interesting
offer, Margaret.

Why don't we go over it later
with Franklin?

Franklin isn't in this room.
I am.

How about I buy you out?

Aren't you generous, Townes.

I just worry that would bust up
Veronica's trust fund.

What about the 20%
of SunnyClub revenues

that flow through the charities?

Eugene promised us
a church-based tax exemption.

As you all know,

I already promised oversight
of the missions to Eric

and Eric alone.

He is the only truly
honorable man I know.

Truer words were never spoken.

Well, enjoy your hunt.

Will you be joining us, Eric?

Eric's got a pig to shoot.

Now here we are.

Are you gonna kill one?

No, you are.

Welcome to the family.

No guns. MMA rules.

Jason.

That, uh, that
big fellow right there.

Now just look through
the scope, right here,

and pull the trigger.

Right between the eyes.

But he's just chilling, man.
He's having some grub.

Come on. You eat bacon, right?

Where do you think
it comes from?

Just do it.

Well, look at all
this fresh meat.

Eugene sure had some fine genes.

Your drink.

A few more minutes
and I'd have drunk it for you.

Well, thank you, Veronica.

Why don't you and me
go have those in the house?

That's a grand idea.

She is married and old enough
to be your mother.

Now why don't you tell me
absolutely everything?

You know, uh, maybe you could
tell me something.

What do you know about
Rose's fiancé?

Don's son?

What... they're a cute couple.

He was being groomed
for the Supreme Court.

Pick up the pace!

Where are we?
What is this place?

Love Farm.

This is Virgil Love's prison?

Shoot.

He's a friend of mine.

My family home is just
a few miles up this road.

I can get this cleared up
with a phone call

and be back with my family.

Maybe they don't want you home.

I mean, folk move on
when you get locked up.

I learned my lesson.

That's quick.

I stole that money.
I wasn't gonna pay it back.

Honesty. That's impressive.

I lied to my wife,
I hurt my children.

Keep going.

Greed, sloth,
coveted my neighbor's wife.

I'm... I'm sorry for all of it.

My family home is just
a few miles up this road here.

Now, you call my wife
and she'll come get me.

How about you make a run for it?

- That's a trick.
- Free will.

You can stay here
and do your time

or you can try
to outrun justice.

The choice is up to you.

Up to me?

Up to you.

$200 cab ride there and back,
and for what?

You get thrown out like
yesterday's trash!

What happened?

Those wealthy bastards

with their country weekends.

You know where I used to take
Antonio on the weekends?

I used to take him
to Central Park.

Con los junkies.

Los locos
like the normal people.

- They're not all bad, Yopi.
- Oh, please.

Don't... don't tell me
that you're falling

for their crap too, okay?

Stop.

I just... I wish I could make
those Monreauxes just grovel.

You know, I've got a client
who's into that sort of thing.

- Uh-huh?
- Wanna have at him?

- Are you serious?
- Mm-hmm.

- I have to take my clothes off?
- Nope.

You just have to stop
if he says Mardi Gras.

It's his safe word.

Listen to those boys shoot.

It's so much like old times.

I keep expecting your daddy
to walk out of that cane

with a stringer full of ducks.

It goes too fast.

Mama, there's something
that you need to know

about Daddy and Tina.

Oh, Franklin.

He's just so beautiful.

You came on a bit strong
out there.

I couldn't help it.

I've waited 25 years
to get my hands on my son.

Well.

He does seem like a good boy.

That's because you found him
a good family.

Didn't anybody ask
how you knew where he was?

No, Margaret just assumed that
I hired a private detective.

Not a single day passed

that I didn't regret
giving him away.

Well...

Eugene is gone now. Claim him.

Townes would divorce me
on the spot,

or worse, he's send Hagamond
Sheen to make me disappear.

No, no, Franklin.

We need to take this secret
to our graves.

It's almost time
to open the closet.

I should've been braver.

I should've told Eugene
the truth.

We could have fought
his friends together.

Instead I lied
and said I didn't love him.

I sent him home to Margaret.

Tina, I am so, so sorry.
Those men are monsters.

It's horrible what Eugene
and his friends did to you,

and I will pray for them
and their souls.

You're gonna come in here
talking about prayer?

'Cause it seems like
the bad guys

are having a grand old time,

and here we are
hiding in a closet.

You let God do his part and
we'll take care of the rest.

If these men won't give us
a seat at their table,

then we'll create our own.

A Ladies' Table.

And what will we do
at this Ladies' Table?

Take tea?

I think we'll be needing
something

a little stronger than that.

Why don't we find out how wise
these three men really are?

These men are powerful.

So are we if we work together.

We can expose their weaknesses,

and we can get them out
of our lives for good.

I am sorry, Margaret.

I just don't see how a pinky
swear is going to help us.

I... I think you should
just hear Mama out.

- We can help each other.
- I don't need help.

Your mother does.

Tina...

I think rehab is the safest
place for you right now,

physically and emotionally.

And I know just the place.
It's very private.

She's just trying
to get rid of you.

No.

It's time I fought my demons.

I can only imagine
what you've had to go through.

You're a very brave woman.

Do you really mean that?

I do.

Okay, if I'm going
to join forces with you,

I want something in return.

Of course you do.

You don't like what I sell.
Fine.

But I want you to let me be me.

Leave my business alone.

If you can do that,
we can fight together.

Long live the Ladies' Table.

I've kept them safe
another year.

Enjoy the one weekend
you can wear them

without the world's judgment.

Have at it, ladies!

Oh, darlings! Come to Mama!

This is hotter
than the backseat of a car

in high school!

I'd never buy one of these,

but my grandmother
left me one in her will.

- No judgment.
- Thank you.

Oh, this was Eugene's Mama's.

Mmm, I love that one.

Where have you been?
I was looking all over for you.

I went and shot the pig
for the barbeque.

You know, Jason and Antonio
are way nicer than they seem.

- They all are.
- No, they're not!

They're deceitful and cruel
and very, very wicked.

Yeah, I got
some good news today.

Hmm?

Virgil Love wants to groom me
for lieutenant governor.

Politics are worldly, Eric.

Well, we follow
where God leads, right?

What are you doing?

I'm being intimate with my wife.

Sex is for procreation, Eric.

I'm already procreated.

Mm-hmm.

Intimacy strengthens
the matrimonial bond.

Without it, the Devil
might introduce

all sorts of crazy thoughts
and longings.

Mm-mmm!
You smell like dead pig, Eric.

I'm sorry.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I... I'm tired. I'm tired.

I was watching Jesus.

I was watching them watch him,

and they just
let that child run wild.

Okay, baby.

Okay.

Get some rest.

Knock-knock.

Oh, thank you. I am starving.

Okay, just a few more hours.

I'm gonna sneak you out
when everybody's asleep.

You know this whole
Ladies' Table thing?

Hmm?

You really trust your mother?

I do. Yeah.

One of you has to trust too.

Who's that?

Rachel sent a video.

I want you to get those
Mardi Gras beads.

- Mardi Gras!
- Do it!

Ahora!

Eww! Eww!

It's coming from inside
the house!

Uncle Virgil's disgusting!

Do you know what this means?

It means I have something
Margaret doesn't.

I came to say good-bye.

What? Where are you going?

Back to Colorado.

I thought about the way that
men have treated you, Rose.

Your dad and your Supreme Court
boyfriend.

That was a long-shot.

It doesn't matter.

You shouldn't be with a liar
who's making you live a lie.

You deserve better than me,
Rose.

I love you.

I don't wanna be another
monster in your life.

Do you know how they say

you know pornography
when you see it?

Yeah.

Well, I know decency
when I see it.

And you are the only
true thing in my life, Jason.

Mark.

Mark.

I can always go to law school.

Oh, I hate lawyers.

Well, where have you been
all day?

I've been looking everywhere
for you.

Leaving me all alone
with these negotiations.

Well, I had other business
to attend to.

Well, you missed my little talk
with the 18:20.

They tried to pressure me

into giving them
a piece of SunnyClub.

What?

Well, why didn't you wait
and speak to me first?

I couldn't find you.

The reverend told me

that Eugene promised them
an ownership stake,

so I negotiated
and I made them contractors.

Well, that was stupid

'cause you played
right into their hands.

See, once they're in,
we can't get them out.

Now Eugene, he may have been
unfaithful to you

in a million ways,
but he was absolutely true

to your vision of SunnyClub.

He would have died
to keep that solely for you.

See you in New Orleans.

Whoo-hoo!

Little pig, little pig,
let me come in!

Not by the hair
of my chinny chin chin!

Then I'll huff and I'll puff

and I'll blow your house in!

Oh, hello, son.

Just in time.

Come join us, Eric!

- We do some singing?
- Sure.

How about a little
"Wayfaring Stranger"?

Ah, yes. Yes.

Yeah?

A-one, a-two...

Luke? I got a name for you.

Hagamond Sheen.

Welcome home, son.

Lord...

I know that you never give me
more than I can handle,

but this time...

I think you've overestimated
my strength.

You command us to forgive those
who have wronged us not seven,

but 70 times seven times.

How many more times
must I forgive Eugene?

There but for the grace
of God go I.