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01x139 - Episode 139

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Beyond the Gates". Aired: February 24, 2025 – present.*
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Beyond the Gates is set in a leafy Maryland suburb just outside of Washington D.C., and in one the most affluent African American counties in the United States.

01x139 - Episode 139

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-Something happened to Doug?
-He was in a car accident.

M-My husband is dead.

I pronounce you

husband and wife.

Lord have mercy.

If you have
a shred of dignity left,

you will have this
ridiculous marriage annulled

before Naomi and Chelsea
find out about it.

How would you feel
about staying married

a little while longer?

So you're saying you had nothing
to do with his death?

Adamantly and unequivocally.

Doug couldn't take
a good picture to save his...

Mrs. McBride.

The second you put a camera
on that handsome face,

his smile vanished.

Th-The secret was to give him
a little tickle.

That one's okay,
but I have better ones I can...

No one's seeing it
except the department.

I'm sorry again for your loss

and for breaking the news
over the phone.

I-I needed to know the second
he wasn't in the world anymore.

I should have felt something,
you know? But...

I guess that's just in movies.

Please have a seat.

I-I just came from the kids.

At Banneker?

Nicole drove me up yesterday.

How are the twins holding up?

They're crazy close,
but, this is the first time

I've seen Deanna and Donnell
holding hands in a decade.

None of us thought we would
lose Doug like this, this soon.

And this way.

Th-The kids can't understand it.

Neither can I.
We all have questions.

That's why I'm here.

Bradley Smith makes you sound
like a regular Alex Cross.

Let's hope
the good reporter's beat

doesn't go anywhere
near that car accident.

Marcel, I got to cut out.

Randy.

Randy, Randy, Randy.
You do surprise.

You have any idea
how rare that is?

Yeah, I know.

-We had a deal.
-No. I gave you a pass.

I let you walk,
and you lived to tell the tale.

The only hitch is,
you broke the covenant.

I was never supposed to see or
even think about you ever again.

-I remember.
-Then what are you doing here?

Only someone with
a death wish would come

in here without the cavalry.

And I don't hear any squad cars.

I'm the cavalry.

♪ ♪

No worries,
I could hold these all day.

Yeah, you could.

How many times a day
do you work out?

Not enough.

You can set the boxes
over there.

You sure I'm not taking you away
from anything important?

I finished in court
earlier than expected.

Got the rest
of the afternoon off.

This is better than
the club's tire boot camp.

Besides,
friends help friends move.

Well, friend,
do you think that I'm crazy

for giving up the sweet life
for this place?

Room service and proximity
to your dad has its perks,

but owning
your first home is big.

-Yeah.
-I know you and your mom have

your issues,
but maybe her wanting

to give you something stable
is kind of sweet.

Redemptive, even?

Yeah, she has
a part of her that's sweet.

And the other part?

Mama gets herself a gift
when she gets you one.

This one came with
an ulterior motive.

What was it?

Guess where Mama's moving to.

Eva.

Hello, lover.

Where's Eva?

She bounced about an hour ago.

Bounced? Haven't heard "bounced"
since 1999.

You keep me so young,
Teddy Bear.

Just tell me
when Eva will be back.

Well, she doesn't
live here anymore. I do.

-What?
-Howdy, neighbor.

So, feel free to drop by

anytime you'd like. Anytime.

Yes. Fabulous job, niecy.

Um, it's not too late
to get Andre.

He knows way more about lighting
and framing than I do.

Don't sell yourself short.

Besides, we're going
for homegrown over polished.

All girl power over here.

Can Andre man a live stream
with a million followers

while also modeling
the official first drop

of ChelseaKat?

Absolutely not.

-Ooh.
-Ooh.

Ooh. Ooh.

Make sure to capture
every intentional detail.

Yes.

Alexandria,
I'm so glad you made it.

Samantha, this is Alexandria,
our wonderful manufacturer.

Without her,
none of this would be possible.

Please,
I'm just the executor.

It's Chelsea's vision
and your brilliance

that brought this to life.

I'm just glad
to be a part of it.

Hi, I am Samantha,
teen ambassador.

Samantha, can you get
Alexandria mic'd up?

Okay, everything is set.
Where's Chelsea?

Right here.

Madison was just giving me

the hundredth pep talk
of the day.

Alexandria,
thank you so much for coming.

You know I wouldn't miss
this release,

but I only have
a short window, though.

We'll make sure
to get you out on time.-

Are you still game for this?
No shame in postponing.

If the most driven woman I know
is ready to give it all up

for me, how can I not rise
to the moment?

It's gonna
be amazing, Chels.

Our very own
at-home shopping experience.

The comments and people
dropping in are gonna make

this fun, but that QR code--

that thing is gonna explode from
all the presales rolling in.

-Okay.
-Okay, we are live

with just a click of a button.
On your go.

Let's do it.

In three. Two. One.

Missed a call from Eva.
She tried to warn me.

Why do you have to spin

something so lovely
into something so twisted?

I gave our daughter
an apartment.

Bought her the place
that we used to scrape to rent.

Don't sneeze on my gift.

What Eva needed was a chance to
make up for lost time with me.

You took that from us.

What a young woman
on the rise needs

is a place to make her own.

Now, you have her
every day at the office.

You can have dinner
when, when she isn't...

doing things that
a girl her age should do.

I mean,
hasn't she been caught up

in the middle of us
far too long?

You know, I...

I'd almost believe you if you
weren't unpacking lingerie

in a place Eva made her own.

It's just a simple handoff

from princess to queen.

Well, you're the queen
of lost-your-mind

if you think
I'm paying for this room.

I swapped out my Black Card
for yours downstairs.

Thanks to your former
mother-in-law,

you don't have to pick up
another tab for me again.

Unless you are
wining and dining me.

Nothing former
about my marriage.

Yeah, well, little Nicky isn't
backing down on that divorce.

She is very, very angry
at you, Teddy Bear.

Because of you.

My mom has a million different
ways of saying, "Look out,

Mama's coming, and there's
nothing you can do about it."

Except maybe warn your dad.

Woe betide when he finds out
she's a floor away.

I didn't want to text it,
so I just asked him to call.

Nothing.

Yeah, there's a lot of that
going around.

Kat still hasn't answered
my calls or texts.

So you decided against
giving her space?

You mean, I should've
listened to you?

I couldn't help it. I miss her.

And, real talk, there's this
unanswered question in my head.

Something I need to prove
to Kat and to myself.

I need to know if I can
lay it down in bed.

Hey, fam, it's your girl
Kat Richardson.

We are so excited to show you
what we've been working on.

But before we dive in, I have
to give some serious gratitude.

First to my gorgeous niece,

who is all glowed up

and she's repping ChelseaKat

as a teen ambassador/tech
genius. Come over here, girl.

And to our village,
thank you for the support

and encouragement while we got
this brand off the ground.

To Alexandria Alli,

ChelseaKat's manufacturer,

who, without her, this vision

would not have been able
to come to life.

Hi, fam.

And lastly,
the reason we are all here,

my partner in fashion Chelsea,

the creator who dreamed up
this gorgeous collection.

And with Kat's keen business
mind, brought it to life.

Otherwise, they would just
be sketches on paper.

But now we can
hold it in our hands.

And you can, too.

There are all kinds
of love stories.

Shout-out
to my girlfriend Madison.

There's love that comes
from your family,

love that comes from within
when you're passionate

about something,
and the love that's exuded

when you stand in your truth.

That is ChelseaKat,

and we cannot wait for you
to dive in deeper.

This is more
than a purse or a brand.

It's a revolution, and
we want you to be a part of it.

So keep dropping comments
or join us in the live

and get your questions answered
in real time.

And while you're at it,
check out this beauty.

She is the manifestation
of everything we've worked for.

Meet the ChelseaKat Dream bag.

It is the first release
in our flagship collection.

Thank you, Alexandria,
for getting her to market.

I couldn't be more hyped
about this bag

and the love and energy
that went into creating it.

Can you tell us more
about how you made it?

When Chelsea first showed me
the design, I was floored.

I mean, she had designed a bag
that transitions seamlessly

from day to night

but also explored
different textures

that makes it truly unique.

Which is where your expertise
in material sourcing came in.

This woman can find anything,
ChelseaKat fam.

If you need a super specific
vintage color palette

or, or-or-or rare fabric,

she's your girl.

We've got our first join.

Hi, Chelsea and Kat
and Samantha and Alexandria.

-Hi.
-I love that denim look,

but, um, I was wondering, does
it come in different colors?

I'm so glad you asked.

So, in addition to this
gorgeous two-tone blue colorway,

we have this eye-catching red.

Both feature a fun hot pink
cotton lining

and a secure closure to keep
all of your essentials

nice and safe.

We also have a charcoal version
on sale, so it's giving options.

We've got another request.

My God. Hi! Huge fan.

I've been following Chelsea
since I was in middle school.

Totally stole your look
for senior prom.

I'm glad I could help.
What's your question?

What type of purse is it?
Like, how do you wear it?

I designed the purse to be
as versatile as possible,

so we created an adjustable
and removable strap

so you could wear it as
a crossbody or a shoulder bag.

It's buyer's choice.

Or you can carry it like this
from the handle,

and it's made with
high-quality vegan leather.

ChelseaKat is
an ethically responsible brand.

I'm so glad
you guys love the bag.

And if you want to be first
in line for the spring drop,

be sure to sign up
for early access.

Sneak peeks coming real soon.

Well, Alexandria has to go.

Thank you again
for making this possible.

Everyone, say bye to Alexandria.

-Thank you.
-Bye.

We've got another one.

Hey, what's your name?

And which bag
are you feeling the most?

Hey, wifey. It's me, Allison.

I just wanted to say
that I am so proud of you.

Aren't you gonna
say hello to your wifey?

Hang up on her now.

I hate that I can't be there
with you in person,

but you know
I'm with you always.

Like you said
about love and passion,

it's inspiring, inescapable.

Love you, wifey.

Hey, ChelseaKat fam.

We are not gonna let whatever
that was ruin this moment.

Um, but we're gonna take
a quick break

and then we'll be
right back to you.

I-I can't wait for you guys
to see the inside

of ChelseaKat's Dream bag.

Be back soon.

And we're off.

I am so sorry, Chelsea.
I didn't know.

- We're gonna get you some water.
- Yeah.

-It's gonna be okay.
-I don't understand.

She's supposed to be in jail.

Well, I-I'm sure
she's still locked up.

But I'll check
every window and door.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Chelsea.

We've got you.
You are not alone.

Okay? Um, I'm gonna
call Jacob. Okay?

Sorry about that.

Tell me she's still in jail.

Yes, I have eyes on her now.

What happened?

We're required to give her
access to her lawyer,

but she insisted she needed
to google the firm's number

and she got some rookie cop
to hand over his phone.

Look, just tell Chelsea
how sorry I am, okay?

Nothing keeps me from my wife.

Chelsea's not your wife.

Tell that to God
and the state of Virginia.

Get this nutcase back to lockup.

I brought the g*n
to make you listen to me.

Is it anything worth hearing?

It's about Doug.

I want...

I need to do whatever it takes

not to end up
in a ditch like my friend.

I'd say the odds of that
are going up.

I'm sorry to keep you waiting,
Mrs. McBride.

Now tell me how I can help.

You've been kind, Jacob.

Now I need you to be honest.

Is there any chance at all

my husband's death
wasn't an accident?

-I can give you the facts.
-Please.

Doug's car went off the road
and into a ravine,

where it hit a tree
and caught fire.

The officer at the crash site

found an empty flask
of liquor at the scene.

So you're saying Doug was drunk?

I believe the autopsy
will confirm that.

Is there any reason
to suspect foul play?

Laura Peterson.

Someone ran her off the road
on purpose a few months ago.

-Yes, but...
-You know who it is.
You just can't prove it.

What if this is like that?

Nothing at the scene suggests

that another vehicle
was involved.

I see.

Look, not every case
leaves breadcrumbs.

But is there something
I'm missing?

Or is there any reason
to believe

that there was someone else to
blame for your husband's death?

Yes.

I know exactly
who's responsible.

$20,000.

Twice as much as I took.

Now, is that enough
to get me out of this alive?

You know, I once told Doug

that he was the wielder
of his own fate.

Had every chance to hang on
to the life he had,

but he took his hands off
the wheel with no help from me.

I've got a kid you've met, Joey.

I've given you
some good years...

Cashed that chip
when I let you go before!

Now, what's keeping me
from pushing this button

and letting my guys
come in here right now?

Give me one reason,

when you come in here
with a g*n.

One reason...

why you shouldn't end up
just like Doug.

Champagne and caviar
are on the way.

I've always wanted to try
those little eggs.

Those little fish eggs. I always
thought they were gross, though.

You know, your money
might have bought you

into this hotel,
but you'll never be anything

other than a joke
to Fairmont Crest society.

Where were we? Yes.

You were pretending
that you had some shot

at saving your little marriage
while blaming me,

per usual.

Nicole was softening towards me

till you gave her my tie
and implied we'd had sex.

Honey, we did have sex,

and it was good.

But you didn't have
to confirm it, Ted.

Ever heard of
"she said, he said,

they said, we said"?

I wasn't gonna lie to Nicole.

Aw.

You didn't want to lie?

Something that you did
nonstop for two decades

to save your marriage.

But not now.

Got to think that maybe

you didn't want
to save it after all.

It's bugging me, okay?

The sex is hot for me,
not so much for her.

And your takeaway is you don't
know how to please a woman?

Didn't you say it was just her
putting too much pressure on it?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Okay, well,
did she say something different?

She hasn't said anything at all.

What's your body count, Tomas?

Excuse me?

Like the fast food sign.
How many women served?

How many men have you served?

I'll never tell.

Look, I'm asking
for scientific reasons.

How many women
have graced your bed,

outside of my half sister?

A hundred, maybe.

Okay, real numbers, please.

Dozens.

A dozen.

And how many of that dozen were
satisfied with their... treat?

I mean,
there was repeat business.

Okay, you're a snack and a half,
and you know it.

Are you seriously
gonna let Kat put a dent

in all that gorgeous confidence?

I should give you
my contact list.

You could do a poll for science.

Or...

I can do this.

Chelsea, I'm so sorry.

Samantha, you have nothing
to apologize for.

You made sure that this place
was locked down tight.

And, Kat,
you didn't miss a beat.

Together, y'all were my army.

It's what Duprees do.

You know what else they do?

No way.

Every preorder filled,
and your DMs are flooded.

We smashed it. I knew we would.

-Who are we?
-ChelseaKat.

I... I said, "Who are we?"

ChelseaKat.

Wait a minute,
should I be recording this?

No. Some things
aren't for the Chelsea fam.

They're for our fam.
Bring it in.

And that'll be
my homework reminder.

Well, we will celebrate
properly this weekend.-

Can't wait.

Thank you, guys, for making me
a part of this.

Always.

Okay. You can break down now.

No breakdown.

Samantha's right.
Allison loses, and we won.

She didn't steal
a thing from me,

and we should toast to that.

'Cause this is everything
we've worked for.

I just pictured this celebration
a little bit bigger.

With the Dupree family.

You and Madison. Me and Tomas.

I should probably find him?

No. I think
you should find Eva first.

I didn't mean to do that.

I-I mean, I've thought about it,

and I thought about you all
being not buttoned up, but...

-Eva.
-But it's not just how you look.
It's who you are.

Okay? You're crazy smart
a-and kind.

-And kind is rare these days.
-Eva.

And coming into town the way
I did was messy.

But you listened,
even though I was a stranger,

and then we weren't strangers,
we were friends.

And even after you found out

what I did to Nicole and my dad,

you didn't judge.

Hell, you even pretended
to like my favorite books.

And now I probably just
messed that up, didn't I?

My turn?

I love those books.

And I held on to the last one

because I'm gonna give it
the highest honor of all,

the reread.

You don't have to play it off

like I didn't just
make an idiot of myself.

I'm gonna reread the part
where the two lovers

finally stop pretending

and admit what
they knew all along.

And what was that?

That they're totally
into each other.

That they couldn't stay away
from each other,

even though they tried.

It was pretty passionate.

And worth the wait.

You're saying someone else
is to blame for Doug's death?

Um...

Me.

I have to warn you, if you're
about to incriminate your...

My husband
was falling apart for months.

What kind of wife am I...

was I, not to notice?

I want to say it started
when the twins went to college,

but it was before.
He always liked to gamble. He...

The gambling
was just the first step.

Then there was the drinking,

and then he left his job
at the hospital.

If Doug had an alcohol problem,
that's not on you.

He called me. We talked.

He was slurring his words.

I guess I thought
if there was some other cause

for the accident,
I wouldn't be to blame.

But I-I just
can't make sense of it.

Doug always drew a hard line

when it came
to drinking and driving.

He-he-he never would have gotten
behind the wheel

- if I had just...
- Hang on, hang on.

You didn't make him
get in that car. No one did.

So what happens now?

You press that little button
and get Fast Eddie in here?

You tell me.

You want me to beg?

Nah.

When I go out...
I'm going out on my feet.

You remember
I like to keep my enemies close.

Joey, how do I convince you
that I am not your enemy?

That's not possible. Not after
you botched that assignment

in the park
and took off with my $10K.

And then plotted with Doug
to take me down.

I tried to talk Doug
out of it, okay?

-I even went so far as...
-Don't, don't, don't.

Nostalgia, what a b*tch.
I hate it.

You know, I knew we were
in trouble when you told me

that dumb story about how,
when you were kids,

you jumped in to protect him

and then
you got your a*s kicked.

I don't think Doug would
want you making that sacrifice

over his dead body.

But you let him take you
down the wrong path,

away from me.

And you have my apology
with 100% interest on top.

Why would you even want
to come back? Why not run?

I asked myself...

""What would Joey do?"

Would you live
the rest of your life

looking over your shoulder,

mourning the loss of a friend
that you just could not save?

Or would you square up,
take the hit,

handle whatever comes?

If I'm already
on the highway to hell,

might as well hitch my ride
to the devil I know.

Well, your instinct
to loyalty was right.

It was just misplaced.

If you're gonna put your life
on the line, you do it for me.

And you keep doing it
until I lose the itch

to press that button.

Lesson learned... the hard way.

Welcome back, my friend.

I hate it when we fight.

Ew.

Okay, that is the opposite
of delicious.

I love caviar. I've been
eating it my whole life.

Well, la-di-da.

You can have the whole jar.

Don't mind if I do.

Hold up, player.

This ain't no drive-through.

You're just gonna leave a lady
to dine alone?

Now, listen, the-the people,
the room service folks,

they're gonna be bringing up
my, my burger,

which I should have ordered
in the first place.

You trying to make this
into some kind of date?

You're actually scared
to sit down and eat with me?

Scared? No. Disinterested.

Well, you might as well
get used to it

because you're gonna be
seeing me.

Yeah. In the lobby,
in the elevator.

Whee.

And when you're not seeing me,

you're gonna be thinking
about seeing me.

Now, Teddy Bear,
I do love foreplay.

But sometimes
Mama just needs to get fed.

Why would I ever
want to talk to Eva?

Tomas doesn't think
that she's evil.

And how would you feel
if he told you

that you couldn't be
friends with me?

He thinks that she's just
a girl from the other side

of the gates, just like him.

He thinks she's his friend.

Well, until she moves him
out of the friend zone

and tries to make her move.

-Why are you defending her?
-I'm not.

Making Eva your enemy
is only k*lling your sexy.

Do you want to keep
going after Eva,

or do you want
your boyfriend back?

'Cause you can't have both.

Go over there. Make nice.

Show Tomas that you respect
his choice in friends,

which, in a way,
is showing that you respect him.

I wouldn't even know
where to begin.

She's gonna know something's up.

Take a peace offering.

One she can't refuse.

Here.

-We just sold this bag.
-And we can make more.

Take it to the hotel
and let the bag do the talking.

-She's not at the hotel anymore.
-How do you know that?

Because I know where
she gets her ugly nails done.

Her psycho mom
gave her their apartment.

Okay, stalker.
No, seriously, Kat.

But I hate the idea
of her carrying one of our bags

with one of those tacky
polyester outfits.

Well, do you hate the idea

of her arm looped through
your boyfriend's even more?

Go.

Okay, but if this blows up,
I'm blaming you.

Look, she's not her mom,
and she's not Allison.

What's the worst
that could happen?

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Are you sure about this?
Like, what about you and Kat?

There is no me and Kat.
She thinks I'm bad in bed,

and she's not answering
any of my calls.

Maybe because
there's nothing left to say.

But you and I...

♪ Obsession, obsession ♪

♪ You the one
I break the rules for ♪

♪ Game on, and let's sh**t for ♪

♪ You stay on my mind
like 365 days, two-four ♪

♪ Half a quarter
in the gas tank ♪

♪ I'm-a still whip it
in the fast lane ♪

♪ Just to get to you,
when I get to you ♪

♪ I'm-a give it to you
like my last name.♪

I was gonna bring this
by the house.

Doug's personal items.

So...

this is what Doug's life
is reduced to-- an envelope.

This isn't Doug.
Doug's life was you,

the kids, and the lives
he saved in his work.

That's what he left behind.

I need to go
to the chief's office.

Please stay as long as you need.

Sorry. Sorry.

Doug, I'm sorry.

Randy's back on the payroll.

Do I trust him? Marcel,
you know me better than that.

Because I can use him,
that's why.

He knows the consequences
if he messes up again.

And if he fails,

then you can arrange
another accident.

Joey.

How freaked are you?

On a scale of...

"I should've never
helped her move"

or "I wish I never met her"?

Neither.

I'm not really thinking
anything or overthinking.

That's the beauty
of this moment. And you.

And there isn't something
you want to ask me?

Yeah.

Do you think
I can use your shower?

Yeah, go right ahead.

-Hey, Tomas.
-Yeah?

I'm giving you
a five-star review.

Foreplay, form,
and that dismount.

Fan-freaking-tastic.

Forget how I descended
back into your life.

Forget about the anger,
the hurt, and the shame.

Baby, just see me.

I mean, you said
that our interlude

the other night
existed out of time, right?

So, this can be that.

All right?
No-no being drunk, not messy.

Eyes wide open. Lights on.

Just say yes.

Or don't say anything at all.

I need words, Dana.

Me falling into bed
with you once, that's on me.

But that will never,
ever happen again.

Never say never.

Kat, what are you doing here?

Here.

It doesn't have a b*mb in it.

It's a peace purse.

Okay, this really
isn't a good time.

Well, make it be.
I'm not doing this outside.

Doing what?

I've tried being your enemy,

and now I want to try
being something else.

It's got to be better
than this animosity.

It's got to be better than me

losing anything else
to this hate,

so I'm giving up the hate.

Okay, um, Kat,
just go now, okay?

And take your bag with you.

It's not going to be easy,

but I'm offering you the chance
to one day be my sister.

-No half.
-What?

My mom and Chelsea's mom
are sisters.

I get how aunts work.

What I'm trying to say is,
they're not just sisters,

they're total opposites,
just like us.

But they love each other
something fierce.

And they have each other's back
in-in every way.

Maybe we could work
toward having that.

Pretty hard to see that from
here, but I'll tell you what,

if you go now,
I'll think about it.

I'm not saying
it'll happen overnight, but...

...we could be
like that someday.

Sisters who don't hate
each other to start.

Sisters who-- I don't know--
share things...