All language subtitles for Monarch.S01E02.WEBRip.x264-ION10

- Previously on Monarch...
- The Texas Truth-teller

and his Rose, you are

the king
and queen of country music.

The rumor making the rounds
is that you've got cancer!

The Roman family legacy
will continue

with my children,
Nicky, Gigi and Luke.

Nicky, you're very talented,
but you're not her.

Geeg, that would mean
you singing.

There's a reason I gave up
on music all those years ago.

This is what Mama wanted
for you, Nicky.

# And tell me now... #

So you stayed out of the
spotlight because you thought

you'd outshine me?

Well, there can only be
one queen.

What happened between us
was a mistake.

I'm married to your sister.

I'm dying Saturday night,

right after the concert,
and you're gonna help me do it.

I've done things
that can never be forgiven.

What did you do?

A Roman never forgets a friend.

Or an enemy.

Rest in peace.

Yeah, I need you
to run some tags for me.

No, Geeg.

Gi?

Wait. Please wait.

Geeg, you don't understand.

She wanted to die.

I think I understand perfectly.

You helped Mama.

She made me do it.

Geeg.

No, Geeg.

Geeg, let me explain.

Geeg...

# The best thing
about being a woman #

# Is the prerogative
to have a little fun and #

# Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy #

# Forget I'm a lady #

# Men's shirts, short skirts #

# Oh, oh, oh,
I want to be free, yeah #

# To feel the way #

- # I feel #
- # The way I feel #

# Man, I feel like a woman #

# Come on, baby #

# Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! #

# I feel like a woman. #

My girls.

- That was so much fun!
- Mm. It was.

Mm. They want an encore.

Well, should we?

"We"?

They're calling for the queen.

Yeah, but I flew in
for the show...

I mean, honey,
what have I always told you?

- That there's only one queen.
- That's right.

Your turn'll come. Someday.

I'm Marybeth.
I'm available 24/7.

If you have questions.

Thank you.

Hey.

Come on, Dad.

Hey. Geeg.

Thank you
for not saying anything.

Nicky.

You killed our mother.

Yes, and that's gonna haunt me
for the rest of my life.

You don't think I know that?
You know how much I loved her.

- You keep saying that.
- Because it's true.

It was her choice,
and it's what she wanted.

And now I'm gonna send her off,
as she wanted,

and get her buried
before anybody else

finds out that it wasn't
the cancer that killed her.

Geeg, please,
I really need your help.

I hate
that you kept this from me.

I could've been there for her.

And you.

I didn't even get
to say goodbye.

I c...

I can't lose my sister

and my mother...

at the same time.

So...

I'll help you,

but on one condition:

no more secrets or lies.

And you swear to me.

On my life.

Say that again.

What Mama said.

She said, "I've done things
that can never be forgiven."

I loved her. Really. Truly.

But she knew.

She knew what she did to us.

Yeah, but you didn't
make it easy on her.

You never met a rule
you didn't break.

So I deserved to be treated like
a pariah and sent to fat camp

and then a gay camp

and then, one summer...
two birds with one stone...

a fat gay camp?

She did what she did
because she loved us.

Come on, Luke.

She pushed you and Dad apart

'cause she wanted you
to be all hers.

And you...

she built you up and she tore
you down at the same time.

You know what I don't get?

Mama had months left to live.

And y'all saw her last night.

That was not a woman
who was just about to die.

Mama...

was sick and she passed away.

Was she flawless? No.

But she was our mama.

And now she's gone.

And, um...
I'm really sorry for all of us.

But we have to focus
on the funeral.

Well, luckily,
Mama arranged it all herself.

She picked all the artists.

She even coordinated
with Alec Graham

to livestream the whole thing.

I need to go check on
the rehearsal for the funeral.

Do me a favor.

Please pace yourselves on the
airing of childhood grievances.

Nicky, wait.

I need to show you
something in the press.

Well, there's always something
in the press.

You just learn to ignore it.

Well, I wanted you to see it
from me first.

Like I said,
you learn to ignore it.

Ha.

That sounds familiar.

Hi, Aunt Nellie.

My whole life,

I lived
in my older sister's shadow.

And let me tell you,
it was big as all Texas.

Me and Nicky aren't
in some competition or anything.

Well, you keep
telling yourself that.

She may be your big sister,
but this ain't show family.

It's show business.

I had the talent, Gigi.

But your mama,
she was relentless.

I didn't have the
confidence to make my own moves.

Don't you make the same mistake.

Because if Nicky
becomes your mama...

guess who that makes you.

# Ain't no sunshine
when she's gone #

# It's not warm
when she's away #

# Ain't no sunshine
when she's gone #

# And she's always gone
too long #

# Anytime #

# She goes away #

# And I know, I know,
I know, I know #

# I know, I know,
I know, I know #

# I know, I know #

# Ain't no sunshine
when she's gone #

# And this house
just ain't no home #

# Anytime #

# She goes away #

# Anytime she goes away. #

Hey.

I'm so sorry.

Your mama was a legend

and about as close to a
perfect woman as I can imagine.

Well, she was far from perfect,
but no one is, right?

I just can't believe she wanted
me to play at her funeral.

Well, Mama always knew
which way the wind was blowing.

Hey, I hope
you don't mind me asking, but...

I read that...

you used to suffer from...

you suffered from anxiety that
was so bad you couldn't perform.

Is that right?

I had a year out of the business
when I was about 21.

- Right.
- Why?

It's just that my s-son, Ace,

- he's, um...
- I saw he didn't perform at the musicale.

Was that why?

- Mm-hmm.
- Look, I wish I could help,

but that was just a little story
my team made up

to cover a little,
uh, rough patch.

Drinking.

I wasn't ready for all this.

Uh, if you don't mind,
I'd rather that stay between us.

No, of course.

It's our secret.

# Girl, it's quick
in this town #

# There's a couple things
you need... #

Oh, Luke.

Oh.

# For a broken heart,
a broken nail... #

I am so sorry, Luke.

Earl...

did you notice anyone
hanging around Mama last night?

Notice anything strange?

Nobody strange.

But your poor father.

He must feel awful
after that fight they had.

What are you talking about?
What fight?

Outside the house.

I mean, I couldn't hear
what she was saying, but, whew,

she gave it to him good.

Just try to remember all
the good things Mama gave you.

The lessons she taught you.

She used to tell me,

"Let your plans be dark
and impenetrable as night,

and when you move,
fall like a thunderbolt."

Also, "Never go home
with a man in a tank top,

no matter
what kind of car he drives."

Mama taught me that instinct is
the most powerful thing we have.

And if something
don't feel right,

it ain't right.

Dad?

You seem pretty worked up.

What happened?
Your bitcoin tank?

What were you and Mama
arguing about last night?

- Excuse me?
- You and Mama had an argument last night,

and then a woman
who had months left to live

just suddenly up and dies.

Something doesn't add up.

What are you implying?

I just want to know
what happened.

There's nothing to know.

Your mother died peacefully
from the cancer,

and there wasn't a damn thing
any of us could do about it.

Well, I just don't believe that.

Watch yourself fore you say
something you gonna regret.

Something happened to her.

There is something
you are not saying.

You're grieving.

So maybe you don't know
what you're saying,

because it sounds a lot like

you're accusing me
of killing my wife.

- Something happened and I'm gonna...
- Stop right there!

Or what, you gonna hit me?

'Cause it wouldn't be
the first time.

Don't turn your back on me...

Keep talking to me like that,

it won't be
the last time, either.

Hey, sweetheart.

- How's it look?
- It's beautiful.

Hey, honey.

Go get me a shovel.

Daddy,

tell me something good
about Mama, something sweet.

First time I ever saw your mama,
she was six years old.

Pretty as a picture
in a little pink church dress

with ribbons in her hair.

And she kissed me on the cheek

and said, "I'm gonna marry you."

For 43 years, she made me
the happiest man in the world.

What's going on, Nicolette?

Mama hated roses.

You can't plant that.

I can and I will.

And you and your brother better
stop telling me what to do

or I'm gonna whup his ass again.

I'm gonna tell you
something else.

I'm not singing that damn song
she chose, either.

I'm gonna say goodbye to my wife
the way I want to.

All right.

Yeah, we got to give Mama
the send-off she wanted.

We owe her that.

But if you want to sing
a song from your heart, then...

you do that.

I'm sure she won't mind.

Boy's upset that Dottie
won't hear him perform.

Well, you'd better
believe Grandma

will be watching
her own funeral,

make sure I don't screw it up.

So if you want to try,
no pressure.

I'm sure she'd appreciate it.

Ace, get your mama home.
I'll take it from here.

Okay.

And I'm on my way
to the will reading.

Are you sure you still
don't want me to come?

These things can get,
you know, emotional.

Yeah, I'm sure.

I'll be fine.

You and Summer
go and have a good day.

Besides, it's not me
I'm worried about. It's Luke.

He's always alone.

So, what do you think
she's leaving everybody?

Knowing my mother, she's leaving
Nicky all her clothes,

Luke her booze

and Daddy her art collection.

Which consists only
of portraits of her.

And what about you?

Oh, Mama left me mine
a long time ago.

It's that little voice
inside my head that says,

- "You're not good enough."
- Uh, no, no, no, no.

We're changing all that.

You're right.

I might luck out
and get a teapot.

What are you doing,

provoking a grieving old man?

Yeah, he may be old.

Still punches like Tyson Fury.

I wasn't provoking him.

Well, I'm sure you were.

You know that pot-stirring's
your love language.

Listen, you don't think
it's weird?

They have an argument,
then she dies?

Oh, if I listened
to everything that Earl said...

Hey.

I know that you're mad
and you need someone to blame,

but believe me, it is not him.

Something doesn't make sense.

I don't know.

You know,
maybe it's not supposed to.

Sometimes we have questions
that just do not have answers.

Hey, we're gonna go into
that reading violence-free.

- Yeah. - And no matter what nonsense
Mama's put in that will.

Right?

Come on, then.

"Prizewinning Arabian mares

"Total Eclipse
and Belle of the Ball

"are bequeathed
to my beautiful and talented,

"naturally blonde
adopted granddaughter Tatum.

"Finally,
the beautification services

"of one Earl Clark
are bequeathed

"to my beloved sister
Miss Nellie Cantrell,

who, I believe,
will benefit greatly."

Well, that's something, I guess.

"Two dos a week,

and one of either
nails or makeup, but not both."

To conclude, she also left
behind letters for her children,

to be delivered after her death.

Lilacs.

That's Mama.

My dearest Luke,
I want to apologize

for not living long enough

to see you get married
and meet your babies.

Life may not be fair,
but I can't complain,

given everything I got.

I'll always watch over you,
my gorgeous boy.

With all the love
in my heart, Mama.

Hey.

I'm sorry for being such an ass.

We don't have to investigate.

I just loved her so much.

- She was the only one who...
- No, no, no.

She was just better
at letting you know.

Geeg, where are you going?

Geeg, hold up.

These are not the words
of the woman that raised me.

"Darling daughter"?
"I'm so proud"?

Well, of course they are.
It's how she felt.

Like a cheap drugstore
greeting card?

You're just upset, Geeg.

It's all just come too soon.

And as usual,
he's one step behind.

What's she talking about?

She's not talking
about anything.

I know that you didn't
get to say goodbye,

but those letters,
that's her goodbye.

That's all we're gonna get.

Now, can the three of us
come together

and get through
this funeral, please?

We have to shine
so that Mama's legacy can shine.

You mean so that you can shine.

Hey, that's not fair.
She's just trying to be...

To be Mama.

To be the queen.

Oh, really? And I thought
that was your role.

Or isn't that what
RadarOnline said?

Hey, Nick. Come on...

Look, what Geeg is doing
is good for Monarch.

Hey, Luke, pick a side.

Yeah, Luke,
whose side are you on?

Damn it, I'm on Mama's side!

Anyone else sell 40 million
records or win eight Grammys?

Spoken like a real CEO instead of a son.

- Nice.
- And the sad part is

you weren't even her favorite.

'Cause I don't know
what she wrote in your letter,

but Nicky's the one
who got handed the crown.

Excuse me?

I have worked so hard
for anything

that has come to me.

You think this has been easy?

I have never thought about
my own career, ever.

Now I think that it's time

that we call it a truce,
we get through this funeral.

From beginning to end,
it has to be flawless.

Control everything,
lie about everything.

That's Mama's real legacy.

Gigi, a funeral is not the time
or the place for honesty.

Enough!

Mama's not even cold.

Show some damn respect.

- Here you go.
- Earl, do we have to do this?

I'm not really in the mood

after the fight I had
with Luke and Nicky.

Well, you only bury
your mama once, honey.

You got to do it in style.
It's what she'd want.

Besides, grieving and fighting

go together like mojitos
and bad decisions.

Hmm. Look at those two.

They're probably thinking,

"What's a girl
looking like that doing

shopping in a place like this?"

Can we help you, ladies?

We're huge fans.

Yeah, my mama was an icon.

Oh, my God.
No, she's hilarious.

We are fans of yours.

Yeah, that performance
at the musicale was slamming.

Do you think
we could get a selfie?

- Sure. Yeah.
- Allow me. Allow me.

- Between you guys?
- There you go. - Yeah, that's perfect.

- Tilt your head down, Gigi.
- Okay?

- A little to the right.
- Like that?

Lord, help me, I'm gonna have
to teach you your angles.

Smile.

My God, what did you do, Mama?

What'd you do?

# Can lead you #

# To #

# Life is a long road #

# It's full of dust and gravel #

# It can lead you
to a pot of gold #

# Or it can come unraveled #

# Love is a sweet high #

# That can leave you
cold as ice #

# It makes you want to put
your heart back in the fire #

# Back in the fire
for one more try #

# Life is a long road #

# Full of dust and gravel #

# It can lead you
to a pot of gold #

# Or it can come unraveled #

# Love is a sweet high #

# That can leave you
cold as ice #

# And make you want to put
your heart back in the fire #

# Back in the fire
for one more try, yeah #

# Sometimes you get diamonds #

# Sometimes you get coal #

# There ain't no way
of knowing #

# Which way it's gonna go #

# It can make you feel like
you're on top of the world #

# Or leave you all in shambles #

# Depending on
how the dice is rolled #

# Your heart is the card #

# You gamble #

# The card you gamble #

# Ah #

# Card you gamble. #

- Look, y'all, I'm so sorry.
- Hey, no.

We're not gonna do that today.
We're just not.

I know, but with Mama gone,
she never let us stay this mad.

Well, that's why we need to be
together today more than ever.

Luke's right.

Romans always did fight
as hard as they love.

God, that song you wrote

really is fire.

We need to put that down
as soon as possible.

That's tomorrow's problem,
'cause today,

we have bigger ones.

- Mama's service.
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, have you seen the rundown
for that, by the way?

She's got everything
from celebrities to performers.

Only thing she doesn't have
is a mariachi band.

- Crazy, wild and over-the-top.
- Just like Mama.

I was gonna say damned near
impossible to pull off.

Well, that's why the three of us
are gonna make it happen,

down to the last detail,
without a hitch.

To a send-off that's big,
bold and outrageous.

And unforgettable.

Just like Mama.

Mom, look at this.

You belong here, sweetie.

Don't you forget that.

Hi. My name is Catt Phoenix,

and my daughter Ana and I have
an appointment with Luke Roman.

This is her.

Oh, my God, I saw this.

What a fresh take
on Albie's old song.

- That's why we're here.
- Um...

I am so sorry.

We must have
double-booked y'all.

It's been so crazy,
with Dottie's memorial.

Right.

Thank you.

No, no, no, no.

Don't worry, honey.
Nobody's blowing us off.

Especially not them.

Luke, what is going on?

It may be her funeral,

but she planned it, which means
you know it's gonna be chaos.

We got a stage-four diva alert.

There's no way I'm doing
"Dixie Kitten."

It's Dottie's song, and, I mean,

- what do I look like, an impersonator?
- No.

No, come on. Nobody thinks that.
You... You're an icon.

You sold
a hundred million albums.

Y-You're Shania Twain.

You're gonna make it your own.

And I got to tell you,
you are looking fantastic.

Well, I don't even know
what I'm doing here.

Your mother
was never nice to me.

Bitch stole my song
back in the day.

"Man! I Feel Like a Woman!"

I-It could've been
a big hit for me.

Shania, she wants you
to perform her favorite number.

She even told me she'd be
honored if you recorded it.

Now, as CEO,
I can grant you the rights.

You could make millions.

I have millions.

All right, I'll do it.

Now get out of here,
you adorable green-eyed stud.

Thank you. You have a good show.

Wow, Mama really stuck it
to her making her sing

that B side flop.

- You adorable green-eyed stud.
- Shut up.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we're here to bid farewell
to a star,

a legend gone too soon:

Queen of Country,
Dottie Cantrell Roman.

Thank y'all for sharing
this day with my family.

I'd like to introduce
someone so special:

my sister Nellie Cantrell.

# I'd gladly walk
across the desert #

# With no shoes
upon my feet... #

That's a hologram.

Only Mama.

# Of bread I had to eat #

# I would swim out
to save you #

# In your sea
of broken dreams... #

Trust Mama to find a way
to make an appearance

at her own funeral, though.

# Let me show you
what love means #

# Love can build a bridge... #

Dottie Roman's dying wish:

to upstage her only sister
using virtual reality.

Oh, my Lord, what now?

Hey, hey, did you persuade Daddy
to sing "Sunset Goodbye"?

No. Why?

- We're in real trouble, Nicky.
He's on in 60 seconds. - What? What?

# Don't you think it's time? #

You can't play
"Love of My Life."

There's an issue
with the rights.

The hell I can't.
We own the whole damn catalog.

- 15 seconds, Mr. Roman.
- Thank you.

Dad, you have got to get
out there and play your song.

This is my wife's funeral,
and I'm gonna play what I want

or I'm not playing at all.

Please, play "Sunset Goodbye."
We could get sued.

Is that what this family
cares about now?

Lawsuits?

Letting other people
tell us what to do?

I'm not going on.

Please welcome the love
of my life, Albie Roman.

You're gonna have
to get out there and sing, kid.

I don't think I can.

I-I just had
another panic attack.

I'm sorry. I don't know
why I'm like this, Grandpa.

Well...

all of us come
with a few design flaws.

I can't sing, Grandpa.

- But you have to.
- Ain't gonna happen.

Grandma was your soul mate.

She was your best friend.
You have to honor her.

Yeah, I ought to be able
to sing the song

my heart tells me to sing.

Not have some pencil-neck lawyer
tell me I can't.

We are livestreaming
an empty stage

- to millions of fans right now.
- Yes, I know.

It's everything Mama
wouldn't want it to be.

Every second those fans
see an empty stage,

they are thinking one thing.

We're nothing without Mama.

Hey, hey, go and get
the stage manager now.

We need someone
to move up and fill in.

All right. Hey, we need
the stage manager right now.

- No Daddy?
- No. Why would he break tradition

and show up when we need him?

Grandpa, remember when I was
little and that kid at school

called me a half-breed flip
and chased me all the way home?

Yeah.

And what did you tell me?

I told you to beat
his ignorant ass.

I'll be damned if that ain't
exactly what you did.

You told me
that if someone wants

to pick a fight
with one Roman...

Better be ready to take on
the whole family.

I was the adopted kid, Grandpa.

I wasn't your blood.

You are as much a Roman
as any one of us.

I know.

Because the day
you taught me how to fight

was the day I knew
I'd never be alone again.

'Cause we were in it together.

You and me.

Grandpa?

Where you going?

What is she doing?

Mama...

I thought that I could hold
it all together without you,

but maybe...

maybe I can't.

You taught us all so much

and you left behind
a legacy that will...

that will never be tarnished.

You taught us all how to care
for each other, and...

how to always
keep on singing.

And we will.

And I...

I love you, Mama.

# Loving can hurt #

# Loving can hurt sometimes #

# But it's the only thing #

# That I know #

# When it gets hard #

# You know it can
get hard sometimes #

# It is the only thing #

# That makes us feel alive #

# We keep this love
in a photograph #

# We make these memories
for ourselves #

# Where our eyes
are never closing #

# Hearts are never broken #

# Time's forever frozen still #

# So you can keep me #

# Inside the pocket
of your ripped jeans #

# Holding me closer
till our eyes meet #

# You won't ever be alone #

# And if you hurt me #

# That's okay, baby,
there'll be worse things #

# Inside these pages,
you just hold me #

# I won't ever let you go #

# Wait for me to come home #

# Wait for me
to come home #

# Wait for me to come home #

# Wait for me
to come home #

As hard as this is,
we need to move on

and make a legacy
that's stronger than ever.

That's what Mama
would've wanted.

This is not goodbye.

No, Nick.

Most certainly is not.

# When I'm away #

# I will remember
how you kissed me #

# Under the lamppost
back on Sixth Street #

# Hearing you whisper
through the phone #

# "Wait for me to come home." #

What are you doing?

We came here
to meet with Monarch.

We can't afford to live
in a hotel forever

and just wait around
for them to call.

Is this how I raised you?

To give up when you hear
your first "no"?

There are millions of people

trying to be
country singers, Mom.

- Yes, but they're not you.
- Every mother says that.

But...

yours is right.

Look, there are other labels.

It-it doesn't have
to be Monarch.

Yes, it does.

Monarch is the home of the
first family of country music.

And that's where you belong.

It's your destiny, Anastasia.

And we didn't choose it.

It chose you.

- Hey.
- Where's Gigi?

She went home.
It was a long day.

You guys pulled it off.

A funeral befitting a legend.

Yeah, she was that.

She was a lot of things.

I know what she saw in you.

'Cause I see it, too.

But it doesn't matter
what I feel about you because...

this is wrong, Luke.

I love Gigi.

And I made a promise to her.

- I know. I know. Hey, hey.
- And I...

I know.

I feel guilty, too.

We have to stop this.

Life's short.

Don't we owe it to ourselves,
if we're happy, to just...

seize the moment?

She can never know.

Never.

You're my sweet boy.

And I am so proud of you.

You can do anything. Anything.

Nicky wrote these letters.

What the hell's
my sister hiding?

Daddy?

Don't ask me
any questions, Nicolette.

Oh, my God, did you do it?

Did you?

It had to be done.

And you don't need to know
anything else,

except that everything's
gonna be all right now.

I promise.

Who the hell is that?

Evening, Ms. Roman.

- Evening.
- Hate to bother you this late.

Think I could ask
your father a few questions?