Original subtitles

- Previously on "The Family Business: New Orleans"...

- I'm the only one that has a copy.

- Well, Saint is gonna kill you.

- On your ass now, Shirley.

- The Blues, the Blues, if I owned the Blues.

- Wait, are you saying what I think you're saying?

- I'm about to make all of your dreams come true.

- There is no need to call law enforcement.

You said you wanted to go to dinner, right?

Then let's go to dinner for your birthday.

- This is great. - This is great.

[dramatic music]

[upbeat jazzy music]

? ?

- ? All I know is my mama ?

? All I know is my kin ?

? All I know is my family ?

? Burn the city down about them ?

? Gave the Lord my troubles ?

? God forgive me my sins ?

? But when it comes to my family ?

? Burn the city down about them ?

? Turn the lights out ?

? Ain't no business, ain't no business ?

? 'Less the family in it ?

? Ain't no business, ain't no business ?

? 'Less the family in it ?

? Turn the lights out ?

? ?

[distant sirens wailing]

[suspenseful music]

? ?

- Antoinette!

[gate rattling]

Antoinette, you good?

[distant sirens wailing]

[peaceful music]

[seagulls calling]

? ?

[sultry music playing]

- [inhaling]

? ?

- So what brings you and your friends in

to see Big Shirley today?

- It-it's my birthday.

- What's your fantasy?

- I-I-I don't know.

I haven't really done this.

- No, you never paid for it, huh?

- No, I haven't done this.

? ?

[fireworks exploding]

[romantic music]

? ?

I-I really think I love you.

- Don't worry. It'll wear off.

- But you- you don't understand.

I, like, really love you.

- Well, in that case...

I guess I'll be seeing you again.

But until then, leave my tip on the nightstand.

- [panting]

[chuckles]

Whoo! [laughs]

[sighs]

- Happy birthday, Gabriel.

[both chuckling]

- Thank you.

- So are you ready for your big date?

- I have the best chef in Louisiana,

the best wine money can buy on order.

I even hired a jazz band.

I don't know what to do.

- [laughs]

- I'm scared shitless.

[chuckles]

- You will be fine.

And what time are you picking her up?

- 8:00. - Okay, great.

So I'll just make sure that the limo is at the dock

at 7:30 to pick you up.

And, um, I brought you something.

- You shouldn't have.

- Well, listen, it's not much.

But considering the occasion, I think you'll find it useful.

- Okay. - Okay.

- [laughing]

You couldn't have gotten me the more perfect gift.

[laughing]

[distant sirens wailing]

- What's up, cuz?

My mom will be down here in a few

so we can get this breakfast started.

[suspenseful music]

? ?

What's wrong with you?

I know you still ain't worried about that Saint shit.

I told you, you need to talk to your mom.

- Curtis, she's dead.

- Dead?

What the fuck are you talking about?

Who's dead? - Antoinette.

Saint killed her.

- How do you know that?

- Look, man, she didn't show up to work last night.

Her phone is disconnected.

- Listen, man.

That don't mean she's dead.

He could have got her number changed or something.

Marquis, do you think he's still gonna

let her work at the Blues?

You ain't seen the body.

She still might not be dead.

- Trust me, Curtis.

Saint killed her, and I'm next.

- See, if you next, then I'm next.

And I still think you need to tell your moms.

- Tell me what?

- [clears throat] Nothing. Um.

[birds chirping]

- [sighs]

- You're like a "Fortune" 500 CEO ready to take on the world.

- After last night, I now know I can take over the world.

Girl, you make me feel alive.

- Good.

Well, let's start by turning this town upside down.

- No.

Let's start with the Midnight Blues.

[chuckling]

- I like the way you think, my love.

Knock 'em dead.

- Oh, they're already dead.

They just don't know it.

[foreboding music]

? ?

- Good morning, boss man.

- Good morning.

- Good to see you out of that orange jumpsuit.

- It's good to be out of it.

I take it your trip to Miami was successful.

- Everything went smooth.

- Good.

- What's the plan for the day?

- Well, you gotta make sure that that shipment

is packaged up and ready for the streets.

I'ma go over to the Midnight Blues.

- What's going on over at the Blues?

- Not much.

I got a meeting with Shirley.

I think she wants to show me that tape of Pierre.

- Without me?

I mean, what about security?

- Mm, not a big deal.

I'll grab Kendal and a couple of the boys.

I'll be just fine.

You got bigger things to handle.

- Yeah, sure.

Whatever you say.

[phone buzzes]

- Hello?

- Hey.

I'm just checking in, trying to make sure

I've got today's cover story right.

[laughs] Girl, you been moving so fast,

I can barely keep up.

- Real funny, Raven, but I don't need your cover story.

John and I are good. Real good.

- Hmm.

What happened to Mr. Best There Is,

Best There Was, Best There Will Ever Be?

- I got my husband back, which is all I ever really wanted.

It was fun while it lasted, but I'm happy with Jean.

- Yeah, sis. You're right.

Being happy is all that really matters.

- Hey, hold on one sec.

I think you just talked him up.

[suspenseful music]

? ?

[sighs]

I'm back.

- What did he say?

- We're gonna meet up, and before you say anything,

that's when I'm gonna tell him that it's over for good.

- Mm-hmm. So you say.

? ?

- [sighs]

Man, what the fuck done crawled up in your ass today?

Damn sure know I ain't talking to myself.

Man, what the fuck is wrong with you?

Speak!

- She left me, Jean.

Nette left me.

- [sighs] That ain't like it's the first time.

Let her money get low.

She'll be back.

She always comes back.

- No, not this time.

This time, she gone for good.

She ain't gonna be broke no time soon.

- Why you say?

- Baby!

Your man is home!

[tense music]

Nette!

Baby, I'm home!

Antoinette!

No, no, no, no, no.

Baby!

Fuck.

? ?

No.

No.

No, no, no!

Fuck! Fuck!

- We're sorry.

You have reached a number that has been disconnect-

[phone beeps]

We're sorry.

You have reached a number-

[phone beeps]

We're sorry.

You have reached a number that has been disconnected

or is no longer in service.

- She cleaned me out.

- Everything?

- Everything, man.

- That's fucked up, man.

That's foul.

- And I didn't even do anything wrong!

- Then did she leave?

Bad enough she's fucking behind your back.

Now she's gonna rob you?

Man, she didn't have that to do.

- What you trying to say, Jean?

- I ain't trying to say shit.

I said it.

Antoinette got you looking goofy as fuck in these streets,

and you let it happen.

Man up and get some motherfucking nuts!

Dead that!

You Crescent!

- I wish I could, man.

But I love her.

I ain't never loved nobody like her, Jean.

I just want her to come home.

I don't even care about the money.

- Don't care about the money.

[scoffs] Shit.

Couldn't be me.

[sighs]

I guess you're being honest with yourself.

Saint, look at me.

Look at me, bro.

There's two ways that you get over a woman.

You either climb on top of another one,

or you submerge yourself in the work.

Now, I know you.

You ain't fucking another woman.

You ready to work?

Saint, are you ready to work?

- Yeah, I'm ready to work.

- [sighs]

We got 35 keys that need to be cut, packaged,

and shipped out by tonight.

That's more important than any woman

or anything that is going on at the Blues.

Do you agree?

- I agree.

[suspenseful music]

? ?

- Hey, good to see y'all.

Listen, don't get too many drinks, all right?

Remember what happened last time.

Just two.

Hey, you know the roulette table's popping too.

All right?

Sure.

Hey, mama.

You seen Dice around here?

You haven't seen him?

Okay.

Hey, come on now.

Y'all know-y'all know y'all looking good.

Love, love, love.

[car door slams]

[indistinct conversation]

- Oh, well, glad you could make it, Jean.

- Hey, Jean. - Floyd.

- Oh.

Thanks for coming, Jean.

- I'm actually glad you sent the invitation.

If you wouldn't have,

I would have had to pay you a visit on my own.

With that said, what am I doing here?

- I wanna know, where have you been getting

all this false information?

- Who said it was false?

- I do.

So are you gonna give him up?

Because all this bad blood is not good

for either of our businesses.

- You're right about that.

Are you still willing to show me the tape if I do?

- I give you my word.

- All right then.

I got my information from Skunk.

- [scoffs] Skunk?

- And he said he saw these two

shoving the body of my dead brother to a pickup truck.

- It's unfortunate that he would tell a big lie like that.

And it's even more unfortunate that you would believe anything

that comes out of Skunk's mouth.

- A liar has eyes, too, Shirley.

I just need you to prove that he's lying to mine.

- Fine.

Here is the security footage.

That's your brother and another gentleman

coming out of the Blues.

Oh, it's dated and time stamped as well.

- Okay, mystery solved.

My brother didn't die here.

So who's gonna take care of Skunk?

You or me?

- Well, I happen to know some hillbillies

who have a taste for skunk meat.

Well, I guess it matters who finds it first.

- I like that.

- Good.

Then our business is concluded.

- Actually, our business is just beginning.

[soft tense music]

- What you mean?

- You have a problem.

[chuckles] It's become my problem.

- [sighs]

- Could lead to a lot of bloodshed, what your son did.

- Hold up. Hold up.

- Excuse me?

My son did?

- [sighs] Look.

You don't have to believe me.

Look at it with your own eyes.

- Shit!

- You stupid motherfucker.

How dumb could you be?

- What-what is it, Shirl? - [sighs]

- What are you doing?

Huh?

After everything I told you? - Come on, Floyd.

- Boy, I should whoop your ass! - Floyd.

- I fucked up. I fucked up. - Floyd.

Now is not the time.

- You know better.

- Look, Saint's my boy and all, but just like we all know,

he doesn't do well when it comes to his wife.

[chuckles]

See, when Saint finds out-

and it's not ifhe finds out, it's whenhe finds out-

he's gonna kill your son, Shirley.

- Oh, well, he can try. - Hmm.

- If you try to retaliate or he can't find him,

he'll call every Crescent Boy in this city,

and they'll rain hell down on your humble abode.

You know that.

- So how do we make it go away?

- [chuckles] Now we're talking.

See, Saint doesn't know yet.

And that photo on my phone, it's like the kids say.

It's a one of one.

See, I am the only one that has proof that your son

is fucking my top dog's wife.

[laughs]

But I'm willing to keep it that way.

But to keep a secret from my oldest,

dearest friend, well, that's gonna cost you big time.

- How much?

- I think a piece of the Midnight Blues will suffice.

[laughter]

- Oh, Jean.

Come on, baby.

The Blues is not for sale.

You know that.

- Look, I understand family legacy.

It's cute. I get it.

But Shirley, it's not like you've never

had a silent partner before.

And I don't think I'm being selfish.

Baby, I just want a taste.

- How much of a taste?

- How much is your son's life worth?

- More than I want to admit.

- 20%.

[laughter]

- 20%.

With 20%, you can shoot his ass.

- [chuckles]

You don't mean that. - Oh...

- But I get it.

Look, I have an idea.

How about 15%?

You let my wife be hostess,

you know, get out of the house and whatnot.

She has this thing for interior design.

I think she can make this place pop.

- I think this place pops just fine.

- [chuckles]

- Besides, we already have a hostess-

my cousin, Monique.

- You'll find something for her to do.

- [sighs] You and your fucking dick.

- Mm-mm.

- Oh, I'm sorry, Jean. 15%?

No, baby, that's not gonna work.

- 5%.

- Huh.

10% and that's it, Shirley.

Price for peace?

It will never be any cheaper.

- If we do make this a reality,

how are you gonna ensure my son's safety?

- I'll do you one better.

I'll guarantee it.

- How?

- You're friends with Sheriff Clay, aren't you?

[chuckles]

Whew!

[sighs] Shit.

Marie!

Marie!

Baby!

Baby, we did it!

[breathing heavily]

[upbeat music]

Marie!

[phone buzzes]

- Hello?

- Baby, where are you?

- I'm out shopping. - Good.

I want you to pick up the most expensive,

sexiest dress you can find.

We're going out to celebrate.

[laughs] - Okay.

Do I at least get to know what we're celebrating?

- New beginnings, baby.

I knocked the ball out the park.

- Wait, you did it, did it?

- [laughs] Yeah, did it, did it.

We are now 10% owners of the Midnight Blues, baby.

- Oh, my-what?

Oh, my God.

This is amazing!

- No.

You're amazing.

The truth is, I could have never,

ever done this without you.

I love you, baby, with all my heart.

- I love you too.

- See you when you get home.

- Okay, I'll see you soon.

- Whoo!

- Oh, my God.

I can't believe he actually did it.

- Did what?

- Nothing.

I gotta go.

- Will I see you later?

- I doubt it.

I think this is the end of the road for me.

- Damn.

- So, yeah.

Crazy.

- Yeah.

- [sighs]

- What the hell happened?

- I had a decision to make.

10% of the Blues or my son's life.

I chose my son.

- Well, don't beat yourself up, Shirl.

You did the right thing. - Yeah?

Then why do I feel so fucked up?

- This shit hurts.

- Did you see the sheriff?

What'd she say?

- She said she got everything handled.

Mama, listen.

I- - Stop it!

Just stop it.

I have so many names I wanna call you right now,

I can fill up a book.

[soft tense music]

How could you do this?

How could you be so-

- I didn't know this was gonna happen, okay?

- But you did know the dance with the devil

was gonna bring you no good end, didn't you?

I even caught you with that tramp-ass hoe.

And I told you to stop screwing her.

And what did you do?

What'd you think was gonna happen, Marquis?

You thought you and Antoinette was just

gonna ride off into the sunset,

and Saint was gonna be okay with that?

- Mama, if it takes everything I got,

I will buy out Jean eventually, okay?

- Shut up!

Just shut up!

Do you understand how long it took me to buy back

100% of the Blues, after your great granddaddy

lost 25% in a poker game with the Jamison family?

- Mm.

- You just as silly and bullheaded as he was.

You know that?

- Mom, you didn't have to give up 10% of the Blues.

For me?

- So what?

You was just gonna go into hiding?

We all know you couldn't do that.

I had no choice.

- You had a choice.

You made it.

And now you mad at me.

- Boy!

- Okay.

I'm hungry. I'll get us something to eat.

You know, if I didn't know better, Marquis,

I would think you didn't give a fuck.

But I know you're not dumb.

The only thing more important than the Blues

is this family here.

And I know you have those values inside you.

I mean, we taught you.

Do better, nephew.

? ?

- When I had you, Marquis, all everybody told me

was what I could and what I couldn't do.

And with all those chips stacked against me,

I built something honest for myself,

something I could be proud of,

for you, for you, for my son.

And I never thought it would be my own flesh and blood...

- Mom.

- That would send that crashing down.

- Listen, Mom. Listen, I can fix this.

- Ah!

- I can fix this, Mom.

- I think you've done enough fixing, Marquis.

Now, you get the fuck out of my office!

[melancholy music]

? ?

[sighs deeply]

[jazzy music]

[cheering]

- [laughs] You one crazy motherfucker, Uncle Dennis.

- You're goddamn right, young'un.

I'm certified loco in 47 states,

and I'm working on the rest.

- Oh, this looks so good.

Thank you so much!

- Best combo on this side of town.

And you all save some room for dessert.

We got the absolute best peach cobbler.

Can I get you anything else?

- Uh, how about a couple of cappuccinos?

Sprinkle in some mushroom powder?

Is that good? - Coming right up.

- Appreciate it.

- You gonna stay strong.

Stay as a unit.

We're stronger together. Remember that.

We gotta have each other's back.

- All right. - Here you go, sugar.

Sweet tea with plenty of lemon, like you asked.

You sure I can't get you something else?

Maybe some sweet potato pie or some cobbler?

- No, we're good. Thank you.

- All right then.

- Keep yourself.

- So y'all understand what y'all supposed to do, right?

- Yeah, man, we know.

You done explained it, like, 30 fucking times already.

You a'ight?

- Saint, on Crescent, Marquis Duncan?

His ass is gator bait tonight.

You heard me?

- Perfect.

And if his green-eyed cousin shows up,

put his ass down too.

There's an extra five Gs in it for you.

- Oh, bullshit!

That's how you make it make sense.

That's 10k right there.

We will gladly execute and deliver that for you, sir.

- Straight up. - [laughs]

- Good.

'Cause I owe that motherfucker.

He should have killed me when he had the chance.

Just wish I could be there to see his lights go out.

- Mm.

- Why are we doing all your dirty work?

Where you gonna be at, Saint?

- What?

I got a meeting with Jean to catch him up on things.

So I'm depending on y'all.

Don't fuck this up!

- You ain't gotta worry about us.

I'm gonna turn Marquis Duncan brains to gumbo.

And if his cousin or anybody else jump in,

we fucking them up too.

I love this shit.

- Crescent Boys...

both: In the building!

- Let's get the fuck up out of here.

We all got a long night ahead of us.

[pensive music]

? ?

- Get everybody, everybody, everybody.

Everybody gon' finish him.

- Check, please.

[suspenseful music]

? ?

[siren blares]

- Mr. Williams.

Gabriel Williams.

- Yeah.

- This is for you.

- What's this?

- That there's a protective order.

You are not allowed to come within 100 feet

of Shirley Duncan at any time.

That includes her home and her place of business.

- [laughs] A protective order?

Why are you doing this?

We had a deal.

- Mr. Williams, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave,

or I will be forced to arrest you.

- Fuck that!

You're not gonna ruin my birthday!

- Sir, get over here before I-

[gate rattles]

- Do you know who I am?

- Don't fucking move!

- Get your hands off of me!

- Cuff him, Brown!

- Do you know who I am?

- Hey!

- You got the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

- Brown's gonna take him in

while I handle your other problem.

- Good.

- You have a good night.

- Deputy Brown looks good.

Too soon?

It's probably too soon.

[engine turns over]

[soft music]

? ?

- Mm.

Good kisses. - [chuckles]

[phone buzzing]

- Oh, shit.

One second.

Oh, that's my brother.

What's up, bro?

- Don't give me that "bro" bullshit.

When the fuck you was gonna tell me

about you and Jace catching Antoinette and Marquis, huh?

- Why would Jace sell me and Jean out

on some bullshit like that?

- What the fuck?

Jean knows?

You motherfuckers!

- She was a shitty wife, Saint.

Come on.

You know a good wife is supposed to bring out the best

in your life, not the worst.

A good wife is supposed to add value.

She depreciates your ass!

It's time to wake up.

Stop thinking about Saint the husband.

What does Saint the individual need?

- Truly spoken like a man who's never been in love.

Fuck you pricks!

[sirens blaring]

I'm gonna call you back.

- How you doing, Saint?

- Pretty shitty!

Even worse now.

The fuck you want, Sheriff?

- We're looking for a motherfucker

who thinks he's above the law.

This is about murder.

- I ain't murder nobody. - Hey, hey.

- Oh, no?

I got about half a dozen witnesses

at a strip club and a half chewed-up body of Chino Santana

we dragged out of Voodoo Lake that says differently.

And it's gonna be interesting

matching the bullets we took out of him

with this gun we found in your car.

Cuff him.

- Are you sure you wanna do that?

- You're under arrest for the murder of Chino Santana.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used-

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, hurry up.

- Let's go.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[upbeat hip-hop music]

- ? You ain't gotta play that game ?

? You a winner if you ask me ?

? You ain't gotta play the game ?

? You a winner if you ask me ?

? Do it like Zaxby's ?

? If you tryna shoot a movie, girl, cast me ?

? We can get nasty, yeah ?

? It's time I make a play right now ?

- Wazzup?

- Crescent!

all: Boys!

- What's up, brother? - What's up?

- Whoa, wazzup, Crescent? - Wazzup?

- Appreciate it. - Appreciate you.

- What y'all boys doing in here?

- Shit.

Counting and packing like the big man told us.

Hey, hey, this shit- this new shit from Florida?

Fire, dawg.

Got the fiends going crazy, you heard me?

We're getting to the bag.

- That's what's up.

You ready to put some real work in?

Show us what that trigger finger about?

- Shit, just say who and when, and I'm there.

You heard me? - The when is tonight.

The who?

Marquis Duncan.

- I know what this shit about.

I ain't never like his ass anyway.

Let's do it. - [laughs]

- That's the fuck I'm talking about.

- Yeah!

But I gotta go, man.

I gotta get up with my baby's mama.

Woop, woop. - Hold on.

Your old lady sister gonna be there?

- Yeah.

- Shit, tell her I said, what's good?

- Hey, man, you better come on and tell her yourself.

Ride with me.

She over there.

She ain't saying nothing but a word.

- Y'all boys be easy.

- ? Hey! ?

[distant sirens wailing]

- [sighs]

Nobody thought I'd ever be anything more than a whore,

until I breathed life back into you.

20 years ago, after Daddy died, we were on our last leg,

bottom of the barrel.

And look at you.

Look at us. We are flourishing.

You, the most successful

privately owned casino in Louisiana,

and me, the regal businesswoman that owns you.

We did that, all that fucking work just-

- Just for me...

to fuck it up.

- [sighs]

- I'm sorry, Mom.

I spoke to Sheriff Clay.

Saint gonna be locked up for good.

They got enough evidence to put him away for life.

- Yeah, well, thank God for small favors.

- Man, Jean must really want the Blues

to sell out his right-hand man.

I mean, come on, him and Saint, they were like brothers.

- If he'd do that to his own brother,

what do you think he's gonna do to us?

- [sighs] You hate me, don't you?

- Hate you?

I could never hate you.

You're my son.

But I'm disappointed in what you did.

Jean's not gonna be happy with 10% of the Blues.

Eventually, he's coming for all of it.

- I don't know how I can fix this,

but I'm gonna fix this, I promise.

- Marquis, it's not gonna be that easy, son.

- You remember the time I spilled that, um-that juice,

that red juice on the carpet?

I remember I tried to hide it

by putting another carpet over the juice.

And I thought you was gonna beat me into next year.

But you know what you said to me, Mom?

- Hmm?

- To never be afraid to tell you anything.

- [sighs]

- Because material things can be replaced,

but our bond is irreplaceable.

And that taught me the meaning of unconditional-

unconditional love. [exhales]

I just hope that still stands, Mom.

I'm gonna get that 10% of the Blues back

or die trying.

I love you, Mom.

- [crying]

- I'm gonna go lock up.

- [sighs]

[suspenseful music]

Marquis.

[sighing]

? ?

[upbeat hip-hop music]

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's happenin' with you, Prince?

Where you at, dawg?

We about to go take care of some business, you heard me?

- Don't lie to me.

Did you tell my brother what happened at the motel?

- Yeah, but dawg, I had to. He was tripping. You heard me?

Hey, uh, you talk to your brother yet?

- About what?

- About your slut-ass wife.

- The fuck you just say?

- Come on, man. Your wife a ho, man.

It's time for you to let that shit go, bro.

Ugh! - Yo, Saint.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. We got proof, you know.

- Saint. - Zay, give him the phone, man.

- You know what happened to the last motherfucker

that was talking grease about my wife?

- Look. Look, Saint.

Me and Prince followed her and Marquis

when they left that food spot.

Saint, man, your-your wife a ho, you heard me?

[shattering]

- Jace, you stupid motherfucker!

What's wrong with you?

I told you Jean was gonna handle it.

- Yeah, I know, bro. I know.

You told me, but I- [muffled laugh]

Hey.

What-what the fuck was that?

- What is going on, yo?

- I don't know, man.

Some-somebody laughing or something.

Y'all hear that?

Creepy-ass shit going on, bro.

- Yo-yo, what are y'all doing?

Are y'all drunk?

- I mean, a little bit, but ain't nothing crazy.

You heard me?

Hey, man, stop playing, man.

- They playing.

- We gon' lock this bitch down.

[creepy laughter]

Hey, yo!

Turn the fucking lights back on, dawg.

Stop playing!

[gunshots] Man, get down! They shooting!

- Yo, yo, yo, yo!

Yo, Jace!

Yo, what is going on, man? Say something.

Yo!

Yo, tell me something, man.

[tense music]

- Jace is not here.

[coughs] He dead as a motherfucker.

[laughter]

Hey, hold-hold on, hold on.

Ain't life a bitch?

- What the fuck?

- What's wrong?

- I thought they was playing with me.

Fuck!

- ? All I know is my mama ?

? All I know is my kin ?

? All I know is my family ?

? Burn the city down about them ?

? Gave the Lord my troubles ?

? God forgive me my sins ?

? But when it comes to my family ?

? Burn the city down about them ?

? Turn the lights out ?

? Ain't no business, ain't no business ?

? 'Less the family in it ?

? Ain't no business, ain't no business ?

? 'Less the family in it ?

? Turn the lights out ?

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