All language subtitles for The Game s01e08 The Trey Wiggs.eng

(sighs)

Yo, Mel.

Come on, the light?

I'm sorry, but I really need
to read these chapters.

Boo, I love you, and I want
you to succeed and all that,

but tonight
I need to sleep.

And to sleep,
I need darkness.

Okay. Sorry.

(highlighter scraping)

Yo, Melanie...

why don't you just rip out
the page and dip it in yellow?

Fine.

Whatever works for you, Derwin.

I'll just go study
in the living room.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa.

I'm wide awake now.

And you know I can't
go back to sleep

if you don't put your leg on me.

Ten minutes of leg, that's it.

I said just leg.

(clears throat)

Hey, Dionne.

Are we supposed
to hook up today?

I couldn't wait
until tomorrow.

I just came up
with what could be

a drastic boost
to your image.

Is it me brokering peace
in the Middle East

with a game of
flag football?

'Cause I've been
praying on that.

Yeah.

I'll get right on that.

Uh, for now...

picture this, okay?

Two rookie wide receivers.

One an up-and-coming star,

one a huge star.

Best friends in college,

now rivals in the pros.

Are you talking
about Trey Wiggs?

Genius, right?

By playing up
your friendship,

we will use all of
the press that he gets

to our advantage.

Friendship?

I can't stand that fool.

In college, he thought
he was all that--

breaking the most
yards receiving

and touchdown record
in a single season.

I was there.

Wasn't that impressive.

I'm confused.

I just saw Melanie and Trey
together,

-so naturally, I...
-You saw my Melanie?

Oh.

Well, they

appeared to be
two old friends

having a quiet
afternoon lunch

at Dos Lobos...

...sharing a chimichanga.

(groans)

Help! Help!

It's good to see you stepped it
up a little bit since college.

Well, I've spent
the last few months

with those booze
bag Saber wives.

They call themselves
the Sunbeams

but they should be
called the Jim Beams.

Used to be two sips
of wine cooler,

we had to carry you
out of the karaoke bar.

I have no recollection
of a karaoke bar,

so I owe you.

I owe you.

It was your tutoring
that got me through biology.

Not true.

Although, it did take you
two weeks to get that

amylase, lipase and
trypsin were enzymes,

not the triplets
from B dorm.

All right, all right,
the point is,

I wasn't just another
football player

trying to make it through.

You helped me
complete the package

the league loves to promote...

and Gatorade, Toyota...

Nike...

Chili's...

I'm rich and
I can calculate.

(laughs)

(laughs)

So thank you.

My mom wants
to thank you, too.

Your mom's here?

Why didn't you
bring her to lunch?

She's at Sea World
with my nieces.

But she'd love to see you.

Let's do it tomorrow.

That'd be great.

MAN:
Hey, no autographs. He's eating.

Derwin?

Snook, Snook,
let him through.

That's my man.

It's been a long time, D.

You eating, right?

-Yeah, why not?
-All right.

Hey, Snook, order up some more,
like, chimichangas,

some taquitos, some guacamole...

Hot or mild salsa?

Hot. Damn hot.

D...

Congratulations, man.

Making the Sabers.

Y'all got a good squad
this year.

I got a great squad, T.

Congratulations
on the Outlaws.

$50 million, right?

Ah, 80. But you know
it's more like 50

after the agents,
managers, lawyers,

publicists get their cut.
You know.

He does.

Derwin has an image consultant.

That's what's up.

BOY:
Hey, yo, that's Trey Wiggs!

Hey, we don't want
no candy.

Go to school.
It's 1:00.

What, he too good
to sign an autograph?

Snook, let him through, man.
I'll sign one.

What's your name,
little man?

Jamie.

What's up, Jamie?

Man, I wish you played
for the Sabers.

We never get any
good draft picks.

Oh, man, please.
Y'all got some

great receivers,
like my man here.

You need to get
his autograph.

Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't
even recognize you.

Can you sign my shirt, too?

Yeah, no problem.

It's Jamie, right?

This happens to Derwin
all the time.

The San Diego fans have
really embraced him.

Derwin Davis?

Man, I thought you
were Jason Pitts.

Hell, I guess my mama
can put a patch over it.

MELANIE: And then we ate some
tacos, and then you came in.

Mel...

you talk, talk, talking,

but I'm still not
hearing any answers.

Why didn't you tell me you
was having lunch with him?

You know how I
feel about Trey.

He called at the last minute.

I can't always tell you
every little thing

that pops up in my day.

Oh, word?

"Derwin, Oprah's going to be
on The View."

Smiley face.

"Derwin, how do you
turn on the DVD again?"

"Derwin, I feel fat."

Sad face.

I would've told you tonight.

Yeah, and tonight would've been
too late for me to tell you

I don't want you
having lunch with him.

Why are you freaking out?

You know we're just friends.

Melanie, that naiveté
is normally very cute,

but right now,
not so much.

Men don't want to
just be friends

with beautiful women.

Come on, Derwin.

Trey's not thinking about me
like that.

Mel, please.

There were plenty of times

he could've made a move on me,
but he didn't.

Never? Not once?

You mean to tell me
he never gave you

the smoky bedroom eye?

No.

Never hugged you
a bit too long?

-Never.
-Asked if you needed a back rub?

No.

Well...

See, I knew it!

What?!

Friends give back rubs.

You've given back rubs.

Yeah, to every girl
I wanted to sleep with,

including you.

Oh, really?

And exactly how many back rubs
were you giving out?

Plenty.

And I haven't had chimichangas
with any of them

since we started going out.

Back in your court.

Derwin, Trey and I
are like family.

His mother considers me
the daughter she's never had.

And even if in some
crazy paranoid world

he was interested in me,
it wouldn't matter.

I don't want him.
I love you.

Wait a minute, don't be
trying to smooth me out

with you love me.

Why not? That's what you
do when I bring up...

-Mel, don't you say her name.
-Dionne.

Dionne, Dionne, Dionne.

Dionne is necessary
for work.

If Trey is just
a friend,

-then you can afford
to cut him loose. -Again,

Melanie has to make
all the sacrifices.

Hey, it's
embarrassing enough

he got drafted
60 spots ahead of me.

Now when I face him
on the field,

all I'm going to be
thinking about is you

yukking it up with him
at the taco joint.

And while I'm
out there thinking,

I take a bad hit
and end up paralyzed.

Now if you'd... if you'd
rather change my diaper

than to give up
your friendship, then...

I don't know what
to say about you.

I can't believe this.

All you need to believe
is that you ain't never

-gonna see Trey Wiggs again.
-(snaps fingers)

Is that an order?

It's whatever
you need it to be.

An order, a mandate,
a declaration.

You know what, I could
even text it to you.

"Melanie, keep your
ass away from Trey."

Happy face.

Okay, I take back
the happy face.

(door slams)

Uh! There it goes again.

That's the fourth time.

Maybe they're
casing the joint.

Maybe you should come
back from the 1940s.

Uh! Security just got 'em.

Okay, don't be black.
Don't be black.

Damn! They're black.

(car door opens then closes)

Security's bringing
them over here.

What?

I was driving back
and forth trying to decide

if I should go to Tasha's
house or stop here.

This was my first choice,
but it's late

and I didn't want
to wake up Brittany.

MAN (over radio):
Hey, Dave, what's the word?

Were they black?

BRITTANY:
Mommy?

Daddy?

Thanks for not
waking Brittany.

I'm so sorry, Kelly.

I would have
talked to Tasha,

but it's dark
and it's late

and I'm sure
she has guns.

Locked and loaded.

And this is why.
See, I can't have

all this drama at my house.

People getting hauled in
by the fake po-po.

Yeah, Dave,
I said fake po-po.

You know what you are.

Don't be ashamed.

Get on, now.

And then he had the nerve
to order me

not to see him again.

Trey and I were friends
before I met Derwin's ass.

I'm not giving
up my friendship

just to placate his
pathetic male ego.

Melanie, you are
so, so right...

if we weren't talking
about football players.

Oh, please.

Not the "He's a football
player," "I have to sacrifice"

"These are the rules"
speech again.

Look, no man wants other men
sniffing around their women.

Trey Phinehas Wiggs
is a huge star.

Household name.
Everybody knows him.

Imagine how embarrassing
that is for Derwin.

So in addition to
not being able

to study when I want
to, or having to go

to Sunbeam meetings that
I don't have time for,

I have to give up my
friends for football?

Oh, good. She gets it.

Who wants flourless pie?

This has nothing
to do with football.

It's about a woman's right
to have an innocent lunch

with somebody
she used to sleep with.

I never slept
with him.

That's it, girl--
deny, deny, deny.

I did not sleep with him.

Really, we're just friends.

I tutored him for four years.
That's it.

Whatever. The point is,
you can't have your man

telling you how
to live your life.

If you buckle
to his ultimatums

at this stage in
your relationship,

you're going to be buckling
to all his ultimatums--

and then you end up
like this one.

Well, no pie for you.

Tasha's absolutely right.

Well, you are
a buckler.

Fine.

More pie for me.

Oh, my God.

Mrs. Wiggs,
it's so good to see you.

Oh...

You, too.

Ooh, you are wearing that scarf
I gave you for Christmas.

You are so thoughtful.

Well, I am glad you came.

No one in the world
could stop me.

I love you.

(both laughing)

Hey.

Melanie.

So...

where's your
image consultant off to now?

Belt buckles symposium?

Shirt-tucking conference?

I fired her.

What?

Yeah. For you.

For me?

Mel, I've realized that if
you felt half as strongly

about Dionne as
I do about Trey,

then I'll have to
cut her loose, too.

And I was fighting it.

But Jesus put it in my heart.

You're not talking about
Jesus Arroyo,

the offensive lineman, are you?

(phone ringing)

(sighs)

Trey. Hey.

Mel, girl, I can't get enough
of these tacos.

(laughs)

Man, you know they even got
tacos for breakfast

with eggs, cheese, sausage,
all that.

Come over her right quick
before I get on this plane.

-Uh, I can't.
-No, no, no, you got to.

I don't know when I'm
going to see you again.

Um... it's just really
complicated.

Really, really, really...
really complicated.

Um... I think it's best
we don't talk anymore.

What? (laughs)
Mel, what you talking about?

Look, Trey...

Derwin, um, he has issues
with our relationship.

(chuckles): What, he think
I'm trying to get at you, huh?

I'll call him right now.
I'll smooth it all out.

No, um, yeah, don't do that.

Are you serious?

You just going to throw away
four years of friendship?

I've treated you with respect.

I've treated Derwin
with respect.

I know. I'm sorry.

Wow.

Trey, this is so awkward.

He made a sacrifice for me,
and I...

I thought you had
your own mind, Mel.

It's cool.

Trey...

Take care of yourself.

She trippin', huh?

(knocking on door)

MELANIE:
What's up? Sunbeam emergency?

Yeah. We came by to see
what you want to do

about this whole Trey Wiggs
situation.

Oh, thanks. Everything's good.

Derwin and I made up.
We're fine.

Really? Damn.

Wait. Do you guys get
the morning paper?

Yeah, but who has time
to read it?

You'll want
to read it today.

Or at least look
at the pretty pictures.

TASHA:
Yeah, that's you.

Yo, Malik, man,
what's up with the T-shirts?

(others snickering)

Yo, it's classic.

One of the rookies'
girl got busted

in the paper with
another dude.

(all laughing)

Whoo!

Quick, let me get one
before he comes in.

Yeah, you better hurry.

He better hurry.

(all laughing)

(laughter intensifies)

Hey, hey.

T-shirts: 20 bucks.

Rookie girl caught in the
paper with Trey Wiggs...?

-Priceless!
-Priceless!

The words aren't going to change
the longer you look at it.

We weren't having a
romantic rendezvous.

His mother was there.

That's his mother's
arm in the picture.

That's her arm.

This is a lie.
You're lying!

Hey.

There's some good coupons
in there.

How can they
print that?

I tried to warn you.

But you and Tasha wanted to
have your "sister girl" moment.

Oh, God, I've completely
embarrassed Derwin.

Sweetie, any idea how you're
going to deal with this?

I do. We help her
pack her stuff.

But you're the one who told me
don't let no man rule you.

You didn't let me finish.

Don't let no man rule you,

but be prepared
to pack your stuff.

So, is this
little-ass TV his or yours?

Oh, God, he's not going
to leave me, is he?

Over a picture with Trey
and his mother's fat arm?

I know it sounds like
I'm lashing out,

but really, she's got
to lose that weight.

I hate to say this,

but you need to pick up
the phone and call Dionne.

I hope you mean Celine Dion,

'cause I got the
other one fired.

Why are you my problem child?

I say we take the seasoning salt

and leave him
the damn bay leaves.

Tasha,
nobody's moving out.

Look, you need to suck it up
and call Dionne.

She's an image consultant.

She'll know how to spin this
to help Derwin save face.

I would, but I don't even
know her number.

You know you crank
call that girl.

(sighs):
Fine.

Dionne.
Hey, it's Melanie.

I know I'm the last person
you want to hear from...

Yeah, I'll hold.

She's making
you hold?

I like that girl.

You're home.

I mean, hey,
how was your day?

No, I-I was right
the first time.

You're home.

Derwin, there aren't words
to say how bad I feel.

And, oh, God...

the newspaper and... Trey and...

...what the guys must've
said about it...

But I know how you must feel.

Or maybe I don't.

-But I'm sure you feel bad.
-(water running)

But I'm on top
of this whole thing.

I called Dionne and rehired her.

-Maybe she contacted you
already. -(water stops)

Or not, I don't know.

But in case she hasn't,

she really thinks
she can fix everything.

Maybe spin it in your favor
with the press.

And when you're talking to me
again,

she wants us to do
a photo shoot together.

And, well, I'll let her
fill you in on the details.

She's really quite sharp,
that Dionne.

God, I can't believe
how crazy things have gotten.

If only you hadn't given me
an ultimatum.

But still my
fault, not yours.

'Cause you were right.

Women shouldn't have lunch
with their boyfriend's rivals.

Maybe they can
in the real world,

but now Melanie knows
not in the football world.

(water running)

If there's anything I can do
to make you feel secure,

maybe you can tell me?

(water stops)

(Derwin gargling)

'Cause I will do anything.

Except that one thing

I'm sure nobody's
in the mood for anyway.

I'm sorry.

Derwin, please,
let's just talk about this.

I'm sorry.

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