Promised Land (2022) s01e05 Episode Script

1 Previously on "Promised Land" Joe! It hurt.
To see you sneaking around with my brother? If you were trying to make me jealous, it worked.
One more minute? Hi.
He just left.
Let me know where he goes.
Veronica.
You're still dead to me.
I bribed a church official to transfer a priest to Sonoma.
It was harvest season.
A warm night.
And I heard somebody call my name.
It was Joe.
I was so relieved he'd made it.
Then I saw her.
The most beautiful woman I'd ever seen.
What a lovely memory.
You think this is a joke? Considering the number of zeroes I wrote on the check to get you here, definitely not.
You don't get it! So enlighten me.
Not two weeks ago, I saw Lettie walking up that aisle.
There were no vines this time, but the feeling was just the same.
I thought just being around her would be enough, but I was wrong.
Well, what did you expect? Of course those old feelings are gonna come bubbling up.
But what's important is that you're reconnecting with your family, with Mateo and Junior, who you you've never even met.
It's been good for you.
I can see it.
I lied to her, Margaret.
She thinks it was fate that brought me back here.
You've always been there for me.
You pulled me out of the gutter, got me into rehab.
I don't think I'd be alive if it weren't for you.
But whatever you're planning, whatever you've got against Joe, I'm not gonna be a part of destroying Lettie's marriage.
I have to leave Sonoma.
Then that's what you should do.
Goodbye, Margaret.
Take care, Billy.
Hmm.
Father Collins, may I have a moment? Of course.
I'd like to request a transfer to another parish.
Never a dull moment.
What happened here? Um, Junior punched Luke.
Where'd he go? Um, he just left the school towards the parking lot.
Father Collins: Could you contact Junior's parents? Apprise them of the situation? Of course.
¿Cómo? Bueno.
We'll harvest the last of that Zin the third week of October.
I want your best guys on that.
No seasonal riff-raff, huh? Okay, I'll put Billy's crew on it.
- Billy, eh? - Mm-hmm.
Oh, right.
You're, uh You're Joe's brother.
Good.
Ahh.
Excuse me, Mr.
Honeycroft.
Gonzo, I-I'll get right back to work.
Do you know that man? Excuse me, Margaret.
Oh, I am so glad we're doing this.
Oh, I know.
I needed a release.
I bet you, for the right tip, they'd give you whatever you want.
Carmen.
You think so? What are you doing the rest of your day? Nothing.
Justthis.
You? Mm.
Same.
Ma.
- Hey.
- Hey, baby.
Oh, hey, Carmen.
- Hey.
- Hello, Daniela.
Mama, I really need you to try this blend that I've been working on.
- Yeah, sure.
- Yeah? Please, just be honest.
Of course.
Why don't you serve Carmen a little? - Carmen? - She has a good palate.
- Yeah.
- Carmen? Yeah, Carmen.
Oh, that's trash.
- It's not trash.
- It's trash.
It's not trash.
It's not great.
You see? No, I-I give up, I give up.
The juice that I inherited from this vineyard sucks.
Well, by next year harvest, you'll have your own grapes.
- Things will be different.
- Well, I need to turn a profit now.
I owe Joe rent, and I'm hemorrhaging money.
Quite the pickle.
Now, if you'll excuse us.
These fine gentlemen are waiting for us.
Carmen.
Now, why don't you have Carmen help you? Help me what? Lay by the pool and paint my nails? She has great ideas, Mateo.
Carmen can help you figure out what to do with your wine.
Yeah, like pour it down the drain, maybe.
Oh, my God! The bush died! I really don't think this is a good idea.
Yeah, I'm gonna have to agree with Mateo there.
Fine, then.
I'll ask Joe to give you an extension on your rent.
No, no.
Oh, I guess beggars can't be choosers, huh? Y tu? You're always complaining people don't take you seriously.
Mateo will take you seriously.
Yeah, hard as it may be.
Fine.
I guess I can readjust my schedule to come to your rescue.
Oh, are you sure? I know how demanding your life is.
Great.
So it's settled.
Wait, no.
What about my massage? Oh, actually, I was thinking Daniela can have it, and we can get to know each other better.
Hmm? Oh, thank you, Mrs.
Sandoval.
Sure.
But I'm helping Mateo with the payroll.
W The payroll can wait, Daniela.
I mean, you've been working so hard.
You deserve a little TLC.
Oh, you're so sweet.
Your husband likes to party.
He didn't leave that Bel Air mansion till 5:00 a.
m.
I talked to one of the valets.
The guy who owns the house? His name is Seth Hansen.
You know him? I'll call you if I need anything else.
Tick tock.
It's 9:07.
Mija, I want to see if this Pinot is ready for bottling.
Okay.
Not sure why it has to be a group project, but fine.
Hey, Pa, Seth Hansen.
What about him? He didn't seek re-election on the Board last year.
He ever give a reason why? I asked him to step down.
Seth was into some stuff I wasn't comfortable with.
We'll leave it at that.
Too tight.
Needs two more weeks.
No.
It'll mellow in the bottle.
It's ready now.
You're both wrong.
One more week.
Of course.
This is Joe.
Joe, it's Billy.
Joe? You there? What do you want? What the hell set him off? I don't know.
No one's talking.
Was he upset this morning? Not that I noticed.
You're his number one, though.
If anyone missed a sign, it's you.
I think I know where he might be.
- Come on.
We can go together.
- No, no, no, no, no.
Just give me the address.
Junior's my son.
He's my responsibility.
Then how come you need me to tell you where he might have gone? Joe, something triggered Junior this morning.
While we stand here arguing, he could be using again.
Get in.
Vine Divine.
And we sell it at churches as communion wine.
My father's a priest, Carmen.
Right, so we have an in.
Never mind.
You see this? This is a work of art.
The 2006 Heritage House Reserva.
I remember the first time I drank it, it was frenetic, yet controlled.
Every time I thought I could pin down a tasting note, it shifted.
I thought Joe couldn't get any better, yet he surpassed it over and over and over.
Are you done? 'Cause I think I just turned 30 listening to you.
Maybe stop thinking about Joe.
Stop trying to compete with him.
- That's the bar.
I have to meet it.
- No! You said you wanted to set yourself apart from Heritage House, so do something different.
Here.
Try it again, and give me the first three words that come to you.
Three words.
- Vigorous.
- Okay.
- Idiosyncratic.
- Sure.
Unctuous.
"Unctuous"? - Unctuous.
- Unctuous.
Forget it.
You are Joe.
I'm sorry I'm having trouble selling a wine that's so cloying, it might as well be a sangria! So let's sell sangria.
No, I'm serious.
Hey, listen, you won't get into Wine Snob magazine, but who cares? People are sick of beer and wine.
That's why hard seltzer is killing it.
You're not proud of this wine? Let's turn it into something else.
I don't want this traced back to me.
Don't worry.
No one will ever know a thing.
Isn't this marvelous? Have you ever done anything like this before? My abuela used to rub my feet with arnica when I was little.
So, Daniela.
You and Mateo.
He set you up with a job.
Mm-hmm.
- Housing.
- Yeah.
What are your plans? I don't know.
But for now, I've been helping him with the bookkeeping.
Are you sleeping with him? I'm only asking because once intimacy is involved, my son attaches himself quickly.
Um I'm sorry.
I don't feel comfortable talking about this with you.
That's fine.
But you should know, Mateo loves a project.
Saving someone.
I don't know, maybe because his father left when he was small.
Thought I should mention it, so you're prepared.
Oye, Billy.
Maybe we should tell Lettie about Junior.
You let me worry about Lettie, okay? She loves you, Joe.
More than she ever loved me.
I don't need you to tell me how much my wife loves me.
Brother, I know you don't trust me but I'm not the person I used to be.
I've changed.
People don't change, no matter what costume they put on.
Yeah, another week in the barrel will soften the edges.
All that tequila has fried your taste buds.
Please.
We both know I have a better palate than you.
Mm.
I'm sorry.
I aced my oenology classes.
Did you? Oh, wait, no, that's right.
You didn't take any.
Oh.
Okay, fine.
Blind taste test.
We both pull six bottles.
Whoever gets the most right, wins.
Vintage.
Varietal.
Vineyard.
Pinot Noir.
Mmm.
Ripe fruit, hot year.
I'm thinking '15 with the heat wave.
I'll go 2015 Heritage Limited.
Hmm? Hmm? And here I thought you stopped drinking our wine when you left.
Aww.
I lied.
Five to five.
So now for the win.
Heavy oak.
Definitely a Chard.
Maybe 2001? Mm.
The oak is too pronounced.
We didn't switch to the light toast barrels until 2003.
I'm gonna say 2003 Heritage Chardonnay.
- God! Fine.
- Mm, mm, mm, mm.
We're doing tequila next.
Oh, why? So I can drink you under the table? "Drink you under the table.
" Shut up.
Hey, uh, that, uh, face you made when I asked about Seth Hansen earlier? Oh.
What was that about? He was a year ahead of me at HBS.
I know some of his Goldman buddies.
His legend precedes him.
What does that mean? Mm.
Sex parties.
We're talking late Roman Empire drugs, cages, anything goes.
Why? You and Michael looking to kick it up a notch? No wonder Pa didn't want him on the Board.
Mateo, relax.
No one will ever know.
Martita, uh Come here.
Try our sangria.
What's with the color? It's the amaro.
So it'll pop on Instagram.
It's fine.
Now fix my kitchen.
Fine? Fine? Marta, it's freakin' fantastic! I got to admit, I drink it and I don't completely hate myself.
You're the mix master, baby! Oy, okay, okay, okay.
I've got enough juice for maybe 10,000 bottles.
Yeah, no, we don't need 10,000 bottles yet.
We need 10 bottles in the hands of the right people.
Who are the right people? No one you'd know.
Leave it to me.
You know, I pitched sangria to Papi a year ago.
He scoffed at the idea.
Yeah, so did I.
Yeah, but you pivoted.
Papi never changes his mind.
You know, I gotta be honest, I really misjudged you.
You know what you're doing.
You thirsty, Margaret? No, I'm good.
Thank you for, uh, helping my father get a job.
Means a lot.
I'm always happy to help out a friend.
Okay.
Friend.
Billy! Sometimes I think he'd respect me more if I just moved away like you did.
I didn't earn Joe's respect because I "moved away.
" I earned it because I started my own company and sold it for millions.
I am sorry I didn't stick up for you.
I don't think I did it 'cause I wanted to be CEO, but maybe on some subconscious level, I did.
You know, you're the CEO of the third-largest wine producer in the country, in a male-dominated industry, with the most dominant male looking over your shoulder.
I think you did something right.
Yeah, if by "something right," you mean going to the right college and taking the right courses and marrying the guy I thought was right.
I mean, here I am every day, fighting to justify my place, to prove to Pa that I can be a "killer.
" Well, you know what they say about Joe being a killer.
Those rumors are absurd.
Plus Pa would never pit one of his kids against another.
He told you that one, too? I'll be honest with you, Veronica.
I'm not gonna chill in your shadow.
I'm not about that life.
I want to be CEO.
I know.
Just means I'm gonna have to fight you for it.
To the death, probably.
It's gonna get awkward.
Yeah, well, one of us has to.
You know, at the end of the day, if it can't be me on top I'm glad it's you who beat me.
Hey! Mateo joined Instagram! No! Our sangria has 10,000 followers! It took me 10 minutes to get him 10,000 followers.
The exciting part is, we have pre-sales.
Pre-sales of what? Sangria.
Okay, just try some.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, I must be drunk, 'cause this is pretty good.
Yeah.
It's tasty.
Okay.
Cheers.
Salud.
Are you even a real priest? Come to mass on Sunday, and I'll show you how well I know my scriptures.
You were never religious before.
You'd be surprised what you're willing to give to God when He pulls you back from the brink of death.
So, you getting assigned here was a total coincidence? That's right.
Someone's headed to confession, because we both know that's a lie.
Why are we here? This is where your son comes to get high.
Some great job you've done with him.
Punching kids, getting high.
Where's this progress? You're lucky I intervened when I did.
One more week and he'd be addicted physically as well as emotionally.
I guess you would know.
I guess that's why Lettie turned to you.
Yeah, I guess it is.
You're in love with her.
Why can't you just admit it? Not a competition.
Sure it is.
It's always a competition between you and me.
No, that's how our father raised us.
That's not who we are now.
Why can't you just say it? Huh? Say it! You get one free one, Joe, and you took that the other day at the church.
Next time, I'm gonna hit back, and I think we both know how that ends.
Show me.
Junior and I used to come here.
I taught my boy to kick a soccer ball in this park.
Right over there.
And now he comes here to When I became a father, I vowed to be nothing like our Pa.
I was gonna be there for my kids.
But who am I kidding? I put work first.
And now I've lost him.
Brother you haven't lost him.
You just need to meet him where he's at.
No indictments, no expectations.
He just wants to make you proud.
I don't know if I can do it.
I don't know if I can change.
We all can change, Joe.
If we don't believe that, then I don't know what we can believe in.
Yo! Junior! What the hell is wrong with you? We've been looking all over.
Hey! Are you high? No, I wanted to get high when that kid shot his mouth off, and then I remembered what you taught me.
Whenever you think of using, a distraction is useful.
So, then, uh, it worked.
This time.
Don't ever take that for granted.
Good.
That's good.
Let's go home.
It's very kind of you, but I can't take this.
But I want you to have it.
And you never know when you'll want to elevate your style.
I know why you are doing this.
You want me to look the part so that I don't embarrass Mateo when we're out together.
Daniela what do you aspire to? Something you want to do or be? I want to provide for my family.
One day, try to bring them here.
Yeah, but that's for them.
I mean for you.
My grandmother had a little posada.
¿Cómo Se dice "posada"? Inn.
Inn.
I'd like to own an inn one day.
Nothing too big, but mine.
Come see how you look.
What do you think? It's beautiful.
- Right? - And it fits.
But when I look in the mirror, I don't recognize myself.
I'm sorry.
It's not me.
It's okay.
No need for apologies.
You know who you are.
That's a good thing.
Not everyone does.
Margaret, this is delicious.
You know, you shouldn't have gone through all that trouble.
I wanted to make up for last time.
Mm.
I promise my dad won't be back tonight.
It tickles you in the senses, no? Ay, no.
Not for me.
I don't care for wine.
Lettie didn't, either, until she came here.
Maybe you just haven't found the right one for you.
Mm-hmm.
Ay, salud, Papá! Mm-hmm! Oye, this is some place.
I bet you it's prettier inside.
I'm telling you, my real talents are wasted in the vines.
So how about we talk to your father so I can be his driver? He likes to drive himself.
No, wetbacks not good to drive Daddy around, eh? That's not it at all.
I-I love Mexican culture.
In fact, I've been taking Spanish lessons with Lettie.
Yeah.
This is real tasty, Margaret.
What is it? Coq Au Vin.
My brother mailed me a French cookbook for my birthday.
- Oh, wow.
- Yeah.
Will you go to Paris like your brother? Mm.
Fall in love with an older French man? Ooh-la-la! Ah, so, you you like older men, eh? Uh, I think I'd rather visit Spain.
Practice my Español.
Oh, yes, the Spanish destroyed our culture, but sure, go to Bar-thay-lona.
- Get your hands off me! - Oh.
Billy! Ay! Ay! Excuse me, Ms.
Honeycroft.
There's a Ms.
Perez here to see you? Mm.
She's here with Lettie Sandoval.
Show them in.
London opened in 2002.
You have to remember, that was right after 9/11 and the hotel industry was just decimated.
Everyone thought I was crazy for opening a luxury hotel at a time that no one wanted to step foot on an airplane.
But my father always said, there's no bad time to bring a good idea to market.
Two years later, we were turning guests away.
New York opened in 2010, then Miami the next year, a second New York hotel a year after that.
And then, this place.
We opened in the spring of last year.
And look at us now.
I keep my father's words close to my heart.
It's a beautiful hotel, Ms.
Honeycroft.
Thank you.
I wanted to be closer to my family.
So, it's hard work, being an innkeeper, and being a woman just takes it to another level, but you strike me as the kind of person who isn't afraid of a little hard work.
Yeah? Then you can start next week.
I'll pay you what Mateo pays you plus the experience you'll get by staying close to me with your mouth shut and your ears open.
Thank you, Ms.
Honeycroft.
But before you hire me, you should know that I don't have my papers.
I don't give a damn.
Well, give my love to the family.
Thank you.
It's nice, what you're doing for her.
Well, she's young.
She has dreams.
And you built something quite special here, Margaret.
So did you.
Thank you.
I saw Billy.
I went by the church to see him.
He says he wants to leave Sonoma, that it's been emotional being back here.
I imagine it is.
See you Monday? Goodbye, Junior.
Joe.
No, no, no.
No, no.
Oye.
Yo! Come on! - Hey! - Hey, Junior! Junior! Junior! What's up, papito? Okay, okay, okay.
What's up, baby? How you feeling? - Yo, did you get in a fight? - Yeah.
Uh, I told one of my friends that Father Ramos and Mom used to be married, and then this other kid called Mom a whore, so What? You know I had to knock him out.
Oh, yeah! Ahhh! No? No, no, no.
Alright.
Drink up.
You all look like crap.
What is this? Sueros.
A Mexican hangover cure.
It's like limonada with salt instead of sugar.
It works.
Oh, I'll try anything.
My brain feels like it's seeping out of my eyes.
Not me.
I feel pretty amazing right now.
- Shh.
- Okay.
Please, be quiet.
Get ready.
One, two, ohhh Hey, V? You okay? Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
Been a long time.
Thanks for inviting me.
Come join us.
We were just about to eat.
Everyone, this is my brother, Billy.
Hi, everyone.
So you're a priest? Hello, Marta.
Yes, I am.
Daniela.
So, uh what should we call you? Tío Billy? Padre? How about Tío Padre Billy? Call me anything you want.
It's just nice to be here.
What changed? Nothing.
Everything.
Uno, dos, ytres.
Hmm.
Hey, what's up? Right now? I can't.
I'm with my family.
Who else knows? Just us.
Show me.
These irrigation lines are decades old.
I asked Flaco to start trenching new ones.
He started this afternoon.
Looks like it's been here a long time.
Any idea who it might be? A worker maybe? I'll call the police.
Wait.
Maybe it isn't a worker.
O.
M.
H.
? Oscar Mercer Honeycroft.
This is my grandfather.