All language subtitles for The Game s01e17 God Bless the Girl.eng

(phone ringing)

Hello?

KELLY:
Hi, Derwin, it's Kelly.

Is Melanie there?

Mel, it's Kelly.

Kelly?

Kelly? What's wrong?
It's 3:00 in the morning.

KELLY:
Sunbeam emergency.

You know Karen Cahill
who lives in your building?

Yeah, the bougie princess

who always pretends
she doesn't know me?

You have to let her stay
at your place tonight.

-What? -Juvon threw her out
of their apartment with nothing.

She didn't even get a chance
to grab her contact lenses.

She's crying through her
natural eye color.

Karen hates me.

You're the Sunbeam president.

Why can't she stay with you?

Because I'm
the Sunbeam president.

Look, it's just until the
executive committee can decide

how we can help her.

-But, Kelly, I really don't...
-No buts!

There is a Sunbeam out there
who needs our help.

We must be swift,
we must be steadfast,

we must...

(yawns)

I got the sleepies bad.

-Kelly...
-Night, night.

(sighs)

What was that all about?

I agreed to have a girl
spend the night with us.

Oh, yeah, sure,
when Kelly asks, it's fine.

-Shut up.
-(chuckles)

(sobbing)

(sobbing continues)

(sighs)

Karen?

(sniffling):
Yeah?

How did you know my name?

It's me, Melanie.

From downstairs?

And the Sunbeam meetings?

Never mind.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

Kelly Pitts is supposed
to be sending someone to get me.

Uh, yeah, that would be me.

(sobbing):
Oh, God.

Juvon is tripping

'cause I caught
a ride home with Damon.

If Juvon had been there,

like his jealous ass
was supposed to,

then this whole fallout
could have been avoided.

Well, you know how
you can get back at him.

Instead of sleeping
on this uncomfortable sofa,

you should check into the most
expensive hotel suite in town.

Huh?

I can't.

That bastard cut up
my credit cards.

(sobbing): And tomorrow's
the Michael Kors trunk sale.

I would give you my invitation,
but they're all small sizes.

I'm a two.

I know.

Look, um, I have an early class,
so good night.

You're in school?

That's right, girl--
be your own woman.

Because you can't trust your
lying, punk-ass football player.

Actually, mine's
a really good guy.

Because when you moved here,

he looked you deep
into your eyes and said "Ma"--

no... "Boo"--

your man looks like
the Boo type--

"Boo, I will always have
your back."

Well, yeah?

Girl, you need to wake up

and splash some reality
on your face.

That's what Juvon told me.

He promised that we would
always be together.

And look at me.

Crashing on the faux leather
sofa of a stranger.

I'm Melanie.

We partnered
in the Sunbeam CPR class.

I gave you mouth-to-mouth.

You gave me mono.

I can't believe I was
with that clown for four years

and I never made him put me
on his bank account.

What kind
of ditzy broad does that?

Even a ho is smart enough
to get paid, okay?

But I'm sure a lot
of really good girlfriends

don't make that a priority.

A lot of really dumb ones.

Look, don't worry.

I'm sure the Sunbeams will come
through for you.

I mean, Kelly, she takes this
kind of thing very seriously.

Anyone else want a refill
before we talk about Karen?

-Oh, no.
-I'm good.

Okay.

Karen Cahill, girlfriend
of free safety Juvon Glenn.

Four-year relationship,
three of which were live-in.

Put out last night at 2:36 a.m.,

domestic squabble, no hitting.

So, was she able to retrieve
any personal effects?

Dah-dah-dah-dah-dah...
That's a negative.

The clothes on her back
and the thong she rode in on.

-Got it.
-Got it.

So, she's requesting
the Silver Parachute package:

two-bedroom apartment,
new wardrobe

and the new Gucci carryall.

-Oh! -You need to apply
for that, girl.

(laughing):
Okay?

I know, right.

Okay, now, ladies, remember.

As much as we want to help
every Sunbeam in distress,

we have to use the rescue fund
judiciously.

So there'll be enough
for the next woman

whose man gets cut
or injured or caught

with three hookers and two grams
of Colombian marching powder.

Now, when you're up on
that stand, be strong, girl.

Okay, let's open the floor
up for discussion.

So that's it?

She gets nothing?

I'd hardly call
the Blue Parachute nothing.

A check for a plane ticket home
to her family is very generous.

So you're just going to pack
her up and send her home?

That's just cruel.

Why?

Home ain't Iraq, is it?

Sweetie, we might have been
more generous,

but I checked, and, sadly,
Karen's attendance

at Sunbeam meetings
was less than 20%.

Not very Beamy.

And the only benefit
she ever attended was

our Halloween Hayride
for the Homeless.

Good, 'cause she's going to be
needing some friends

out on the street.

Yeah, but I-I still don't think
that this is right.

I mean, she gave up
her whole life for this guy.

Hey, come on, rookie, don't
make her out to be the victim.

Yeah, boy, the gold digger
rolled the dice and she lost.

Craps! Next shooter.

Yo, but they were together
for, like, four years.

Pause. And?

Man, any girl that's dating
a professional athlete is

in it to win it.

That's why you got to hit it
before she get it, okay?

Well, yo, yo, check it, man.

I don't even have to worry
about that, Big Dog,

because I trust Melanie.

It ain't about whether
you trust them.

The only kind of trust
that matters is a trust deed

or a trust fund, you dumb bunny.

But is it dumb to trust
the man you love?

Is it dumb to believe him
when he promises

that he'll be there
for you no matter what?

Seriously, I'm asking.

Is it?

I'm going to go out on a limb
here, and say that we may need

to start fitting you
for a parachute of your own.

Please,
I'll never need rescuing.

Oh, good, so you're at least
on Derwin's checking account.

Uh...

The credit cards?

Blockbuster card?

Guys, it's not as bad
as it sounds, okay?

Even if Derwin and I broke up,
which we won't,

he had credit problems
in college,

so my name's on the lease
for the apartment. I'm good.

No, what you are is thick,
licked, and damn tricked.

No, if we ever broke up--
which I reiterate, we won't--

I'd get the place.

And the bill.

How you going to pay
$3,000 a month you don't have

and med school, Med School?

What am I supposed
to call you then?

Trade School?

Well, actually,
I don't pay for school.

I'm sort of
on the Derwin Davis Scholarship.

Please tell me
you got that in writing?

Why would I? Who does that?

We do.

We don't like it, but,
hey, in this world,

relationships are business.

80% of marriages fail.

And y'all just shacking up.

That percent's got to be
in the hundreds.

You're exaggerating
just to scare me.

No, if I wanted to scare you...
I'd do this!

Oh!

Look, we women need to protect
ourselves.

The guys protect themselves.

Hell, Jason got me
to sign a prenup.

Just slipped it in
right after sex.

I slipped it in right after sex.

She's like a dude that way.

You see all that sneaking
that's going on over there?

I can't be bothered
with all that.

Boy, that's why the only woman
to touch my money is my moms.

My mama didn't raise no fool.

I love Malik,
but sometime he a damn fool.

That's why I set up
the Malik Wright Foundation.

It supports kids with learning
disabilities and whatnot...

and me.

What?
After all I did for him?

I'll be damned
he throw Mama out in the cold.

Wow, you two cats are cold.

You know what, Melanie's
not like that, man. We're good.

The only thing not good is that
girl sleeping on my damn couch.

You know what? And since you two
got so much advice,

can you advise me on how to get
Juvon to take Karen back?

(laughter)

Pause it, pause it.

You big dummy.

He ain't taking her back.

That girl is foul.

Man, every time I see her,
I see a woman who will do

anything for some money,

with her thong underwear
and them tattoos on her ass.

Now give me her number.

You guys think you have
Derwin's number,

but he's different.

And I can't ask him
to put my name on the account

because of this
whole marriage thing.

"Hey, Derwin, I don't want
to get married until later,

but I want the money now."

He'll think I'm a gold digger.

Better than being a ditchdigger
when he kick your ass out.

Or you could just marry
the guy already.

Kelly!
I'm not ready to get married.

And that doesn't solve
everything.

It'll solve the problem
of you being out on your ass,

like that hard-up heifer Karen.

Do you even know how much money
your man has?

No, because it doesn't matter.

Derwin and I are forever.

Well, you better hope so,

because with all your
financial obligations

and little snooty attitude
and them little frown lines,

you ain't exactly
a prize anymore.

See, right there, frown lines.

Derwin, I'm home!

Hmm...

Oh...

Oh, hey, you're home.

What's up, Boo?
All right, talk to me.

How'd it go at the Beamers?
Is Sleeping Booty off our sofa?

Uh, yeah, tomorrow.

They gave her
a plane ticket home.

-That's what's up.
-What are you doing?

I'm going to grab an apple.

Wouldn't you rather have sex?

Can't I have both?

(laughs)

So, why is my checkbook
in the pudding?

Pudding? We have pudding?

Oh!

(laughs)

Mmm.

That's not pudding, it's mousse.

(sighs)

Derwin, I'm sorry.

I was just curious
about our finances,

but I-I didn't want you
to think I was snooping.

Come on, Mel,
why didn't you just ask me?

Well, because you were gone.

And you didn't think
I was ever coming back?

Well, I don't know.

(sighs)

Um, Karen's totally broke

because Juvon
didn't put her name

on any of their accounts.

(scoffing):
Well, that's them, Mel.

I know, but come to think of it,
it's us, too.

Baby, my name's not
on anything, either.

Um, that's because I thought

everything would work itself
out once we got married.

Right, I get that.

Yeah.

Would you like me

to put your name on the account?

-Thank you.
-All right.

Would you hurry up?

I don't want to be here
when Juvon gets back.

Just don't let me
forget my cookbooks.

You cook?

I was accepted

to the Culinary Institute
in Miami.

But guess who got drafted
by San Diego?

Yeah, well, you're preaching
to the choir.

I sacrificed Johns Hopkins
to be here for Derwin.

John Hopkins.

What team does he play for?

Never mind.

I gave up everything
for this clown.

I'm sorry.

Um, we...

Aren't we just
taking your stuff?

We are.

That's my deposit
for a new apartment.

And this is
my first year's tuition.

And this is for some shoes,
maybe a bag.

Karen.

He owes me, Madeline.

It's Melanie.

Mel-a-nie.

Melanie.

-(door opens)
-MAN: Let's roll.

DERWIN:
Yes, sir.

Yo, man, good lookin' out
on the pizza.

Yeah, no doubt.

Uh, D, you, uh,
want to check in

with your girl before
we hit the strip club?

No, man.

Melanie told me to talk to you.

She didn't say where, dog.

Know what I mean?

-(men laughing) -JUVON: That's
what I'm talking about.

-I'm gonna get my license.
-Yeah.

D, this is exactly
the stress-free night I need.

-Mm-hmm.
-Strippers.

Yes, sir.

JUVON:
You see, you never have to worry

about them using
you and bouncing.

It's a reciprocal business,
my brother, and I likes that.

So that's why you didn't put
Karen on your accounts, man?

You thought she'd leave you?

JUVON:
D, I'm not about to trick

and slide her in on my account.

How many touchdowns
did she score?

None.

So why should I let her
get full run of my loot?

-Oh.
-Dude, come on.

No matter how lovey-
dovey they act,

all they want is our money.

Not Mel. All she wants
is a clean pair of drawers.

Is this a joke to you?

I...

I mean, does she...
does your girl ever talk to you

about what she's sacrificed
for you?

Ooh, man, does she.

JUVON:
And...

weren't you all supposed
to get married?

Uh, nah, well, you know,

uh, Melanie wants
to wait a while.

Oh, yeah.

Dude, how do you know
she's really in love with you

and not just using you to get
to a higher-paid player?

DERWIN:
Nah, I don't know, J.

Melanie's not like that, man.

She doesn't even like football.

Oh, well, then what was up
with that thing

with her in the newspaper
with Trey Wiggs?

Yeah, my manager Irv said
the same thing.

Hmm, yeah.

Well, now me and Irv said it.

Let's roll.

(door closing)

So, does Derwin
have any jewelry?

Not enough to get me back
to Johns Hopkins.

That John must have really
put it on you, girl.

Hey.

What's up, Boo?

Hey, look what I got.

Mocha-choco-latte.

Yummy.

Um, did you happen

to get it from the place
by the bank?

Oh, yeah, the bank.

You know what, baby, I didn't
have time to make it over there.

By the time I was finished
with Juvon, it was way too late.

Oh, okay.

Well, I guess
you can get it tomorrow?

Mmm.

Yo, this ice cream
is good as hell.

Baby, you need to grab a scoop.

Oh, well, I'll just
get a bite of yours.

Boo, I bought a whole pint.

Yeah, but I just want a bite.

Seriously, Mel,
I don't want to share.

Well, at least
you're being honest about it.

What?

Oh, come on, Derwin.

You didn't go to the bank

because you don't want to
put my name on the accounts.

Damn, Mel, I just don't want
to share my ice cream.

Oh, don't bother lying, Derwin.

Karen and I were hiding
in the hallway

when you and Juvon were having

your sexist little
bonding moment.

You don't trust me, do you?

Well, not now that I know

you go around hiding in hallways
eavesdropping.

And, Mel,
don't put this back on me.

You didn't trust me first.

-No. No.
-Or you wouldn't have

been sneaking peeks
at my checkbook.

No, no, Derwin,
that's not true.

The proof was
in the pudding, Mel!

The proof was in the pudding!

It was mousse.

And while
we're on the subject,

there's a $50,000 deposit
that I knew nothing about.

Where did it come from, Derwin?

Where did it come from?

Oh, I see. You think
I'm holding out on you.

Oh, I don't know
what to think anymore.

Boo, it was my incentive money
for my contract,

which I told you about
before I first signed it.

But, you know, you don't listen
to me when I'm in front of you.

Only when you're hiding
behind walls.

Yeah, well, it wasn't my fault.

I had to hide, or you would have
known I was helping Karen steal.

You were out here stealing?

Woman, you done changed.

No, you've changed, Derwin.

-No. You. No. You, Mel.
-No. You. No. You.

-Don't tell me I've changed.
-You, yeah, you've changed.

I want everything you stole
back, or I'm calling the feds.

Call 'em,
and I'll make sure to tell them

where your glaucoma medicine
is stashed.

The only thing I took from
your sorry ass was my clothes.

She's my witness.

Girl, I know you took my chain.

You're gonna do some real time.

Jail would be way better
than living with your cheap ass.

You know, if you had bought me
a decent whip,

like the turbo-charged
Range Rover

with metallic dash
that I asked for,

instead of that cheap piece
of crap that's in the shop now,

I wouldn't have
to be riding home with Damon.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

When did a Beamer
become a cheap piece of crap?

And it's only in the shop
'cause you wrecked it

trying to run me over,

talking about I was flirting
with the meter maid.

You were!

I know that wasn't a roll
of quarters in your pocket!

You know what? Forget all that.

You took that ride to get at me!

How could you do this to me?

Ain't nobody doing
nothing to you.

You are just putting me
through all of these...

Are you crying?

(voice breaking):
It's just that...

...you cut me deep, yo.

I mean, now what, Damon's going
to get a chance to beat it up?

Oh, baby.

You know you're the only one
I let pound on me.

Hey, okay, you know what?

Thanks for stopping by.

Damn, girl.

Did that booty get
bigger overnight?

Okay, thanks for stopping by.

I think that booty
deserves a new ride.

-Really?
-MELANIE: Wait.

That's it? After all this?

Girl, what happened to putting
your name on the accounts?

Well, that's all good,
but I'm getting me a Rover.

Oh.

Thanks for putting me up...

Just get out of my life,
and we'll call it even.

Later, dude.

All right, J, be good.

Whoa.

Okay, uh, Boo, I am putting you
on the account.

No, don't, Derwin.

-Mel, I...
-Derwin, we're fine.

Just like we were fine

before these two landed
in our lives.

No, baby, I'm gonna
do it, all right?

'Cause I do not want
to end up like them.

Derwin, we won't.

I'm not going to let this
world keep messing with us.

We know who and what
we are to each other,

and what our goals are.

Derwin, I didn't ask you
to put me on the accounts

when I decided to move
here to be with you,

and I don't need to do it now.

I'm fine.

We're fine.

All right, but if you ever
change your mind, baby,

you got to come out
and let me know, all right?

'Cause from this point on,

everything is gonna be
on the up-and-up.

Okay.

Mm.

So, um, at the strip club,
did you get a lap dance?

Hey, Mel, you know, let's
start this from tomorrow.

Mm-hmm.

Okay? It's just a cleaner start.

It's a cleaner start.

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