Original subtitles

- Vincent's condition has worsened significantly.

- We think a DNA test is in order.

- Oh, yeah?

You and who else?

- My son is dead thanks to you.

- Maybe we lay low for a couple of days.

- Nobody sat around doing nothing when they shot up

your precious daughter.

- 20K?

- To place that bottle in Bobby's bar.

- What's wrong with you? - I'm sorry.

- Listen, the next time I see you, boy,

the next time I see your ass, I might fucking kill you myself.

[DeCarlos Waller's "The Family Business"]

- ? Yeah ?

? Y'all ready? ?

? ?

? Let's get this money, money ?

? We got a mansion in Dubai ?

? And our wardrobe keep us fly ?

? We know you like it, ay ?

? We know you like it, yeah ?

? We always winning, and that's no lie ?

? You really wish you had our life ?

? We know you like it, ay ?

? We know you like it ?

? It's the family business ?

? Ah, na, na, na ?

? Family business ?

? If one win, we all win ?

? Oh, no, ah ?

? Family business ?

[tense music]

? ?

[indistinct chatter]

? ?

- LC, I never thought this day would come.

But I want you to know that my heart is with your family.

And I offer my prayers to your young Vincent.

- Thank you, Consuela.

That means a lot.

I know you're still mourning your loss.

Juan- [chuckles]

Juan was the best friend a man could have.

He'll be missed.

- There'll never be anyone like him.

I guess I just have to learn how to dance around my pain,

keep going on.

I have what you seek.

? ?

- Is this-

- You said you were looking for him.

And me and my girls found him.

But I want to ask you, are you planning to do what

I think you're planning to do?

- Yeah.

- This must be so hard.

And I- I don't envy you right now.

- Neither do I, but it has to be done.

- Yes, it does.

Well, you take care, my friend.

And I'm here if you need me.

- You too.

- Good, thank you.

? ?

[sighs]

[sniffles]

? ?

- [hums]

[machines beeping]

- Hey. - Hi, baby.

They give you what you needed?

- I got everything I need right in this envelope.

- Are you sure?

I mean, honey, are you really sure you

need to do this yourself?

Come on, you can call Paris or Vegas, anyone to go with you.

- This is something I need to do alone.

I should have done it in the very beginning.

- All right.

- Hey.

- If you say so.

[gentle music]

- OK.

- Love you. - Love you too.

? ?

- [sighs]

[intense music]

? ?

? ?

- Oh, it looks like we got ourselves a tail.

? ?

What the fuck this all about?

? ?

Get the fuck out the car.

Get the fuck out the car.

Trying to roll up on me.

Junior?

- Hold up, sis.

No need for that.

Put the gun away.

I just came here to talk.

Come on.

- Junior, what the fuck are you doing here?

'Cause there ain't shit for us to talk about.

- Hold up.

Look, I just need you to hear me out.

I'm not here expecting any type of forgiveness.

I just want to raise my daughter in peace.

That's all I want.

- Peace?

You actually here talking about peace?

You declared war on the family and our friends.

Brother Minister and Uncle Juan are victims of that.

- I didn't kill them, London.

- OK, but you were a part of the alliance that did.

In fact, weren't you they fucking leader?

- You got it wrong.

Vegas, Brother Minister, Juan, that wasn't me.

That was Antonio.

And they're making moves behind my back.

- Oh, well, that says a lot about your leadership skills,

doesn't it?

- That's cold.

That's real cold, London.

- No, that's reality.

OK?

I used to always tell Harris, a man

needs to know his limitations.

And you ain't Daddy.

So stop acting like you are and be your own fucking man.

- I'm trying.

And for the record, your high and almighty father

sent Uncle Larry to kill me.

Now, what type of father does something like that, huh?

- One who feels like he doesn't have a son anymore.

Look at everything you've done, Junior.

And quite honestly, you lucky.

You real lucky that he didn't send me.

Because if he did, you'd be dead already.

- Wow.

Don't hold back.

It's like that?

- Yeah, it's like that, Junior.

It's definitely like that, because you

tore the family apart.

- Your mother and father tore my life apart,

lied to me my entire life.

- And Aunt Donna didn't?

She kept the same damn secret, Junior.

And Mommy and Daddy, they raised you.

And all Aunt Donna did was fuck your father's brother.

You so damn desperate to blame somebody, you blame Mommy?

Mommy, Junior?

The one who took care of you and raised

your ass like her own son, even though she didn't birth you?

- You got a point.

But Donna's my real mother.

- Oh, OK. - Don't forget that.

- OK, Junior.

As far as I'm concerned, Donna ain't shit.

She didn't even raise Sasha, the kid that she kept.

Uncle Lou did.

So what make you think she going to take care of you?

- I don't know.

Wishful thinking, I guess.

- Oh, wishful thinking, my ass, Junior.

And this so-called mother, this real mother that you speak of?

She was a fucking crackhead before Uncle Lou

cleaned her up.

I ain't got time for this shit.

- London.

- What, Junior?

- Can you do me a favor?

Please tell Dad I don't want no smoke.

I just want to raise my daughter in peace.

Can you please deliver that message for me, please?

- I'm going to tell Daddy that, Junior,

but I think it's a little bit too late.

[intense music]

? ?

- It's beautiful up here.

Real peaceful, Mr. Duncan.

- Yeah, enjoy the peace while you can.

- You OK, sir?

You look a little out of sorts.

- I am a little out of sorts, Rob.

- Cornelius, I'm ready to go.

I want to get into the city early

so I can whip this shit-talking Titan's ass, man.

I am going to beat the brakes off this dude.

[laughs]

- Yeah, um, about that.

- About what?

- It's probably best that we don't go to the city tonight.

- What?

- The last thing we need is a bunch of press asking us

a bunch of dumbass questions.

- I don't give a shit about the press, man.

The fight is tomorrow night.

We got to go into the city.

- No.

It's not.

I just got off the phone with the athletic

state commissioner.

- Eh?

Wait, Titan didn't make weight.

He didn't make weight?

- Even worse.

Bobby, you failed your drug test.

[tense music]

- What? [laughs]

OK, you almost had me.

You almost had me.

That's good.

Not the time for jokes, but that's funny.

Yo, pull the car around front, because I want to-

- I'm not joking.

- get my-

- You tested positive for HGH, man.

- What?

Do you hear yourself?

Do you hear- you sound stupid right now, man.

You and I both know that I've never taken a drug

a day in my life.

You know this.

- Yeah, I know.

And I tried to tell him that.

It's just best that, um, we just chill, because they

pulled your boxing license.

- Mother-

- This ain't no fucking joke, Bobby.

They postponed the fucking fight, man.

- They can't postpone the fight.

Cornelius, I need this fight.

You go tell him- go back, whoever the fuck you talked to,

you go back, you tell them to test me again.

They can test my hair.

They can test my blood.

They can test whatever the fuck they need, OK?

Because this is a mistake.

- I know.

I know.

I tried to tell 'em.

- Go tell 'em again.

? ?

- Bobby, we going to get through this.

I promise.

But you just gotta give me a little time, man.

- Cornelius, this is a mistake.

This is bullshit.

And you gotta fix it.

? ?

Fuck!

- [sighs]

[birds chirping]

[intense music]

- This fucking bitch.

This fucking bitch here.

Ohh!

Fucking bitch, man.

Fuck!

? ?

You look here, the bitch.

- Whoa, whoa, chill, chill.

What's going on, Bobby? - What's going on?

- So I've been on the phone with the boxing commission.

I failed my second drug test.

They suspended my boxing license indefinitely.

- Fuck! Fuck!

- In-fucking-definitely!

- Fuck. God damn!

- How the hell does this keep happening?

- I'm going to tell you how.

I'm going to tell you how, Cornelius.

It's Paris fucking Duncan.

She's behind all this.

She set me up.

She's just been pulling strings, pulling strings,

man, since the very beginning.

And I fucking know it.

- Bobby, but how, man?

- I don't know, OK?

But y'all know me.

You know me. You know me.

I have never in my life touched a drug.

- Don't even smoke with me.

- Exactly!

- Bobby, you going to have to chill, man.

We going to get through this.

- Man, I tell you what, man, I fucking swear,

dawg, I fucking swear.

This is crazy.

Is it not?

Check this out, man.

[laughs] So my girl is gone, OK?

My career, that's over.

My name, that's shit.

And my fucking legacy is in shambles, man.

Fucking shambles.

- Bobby, look, man, we going to clear your name.

We're going to get your name cleared, man.

We're going to get through this.

- No.

And you know why?

Because Paris Duncan has buried me.

And I'm done.

I'm dead.

And so is she.

She just don't know it yet.

D, move that way.

- All right, yo, yo, yo.

[vase shattering]

- Y'all clean this shit up.

- Oh, man.

- Yo, bro's losing it.

- Rob, right here is fine.

[tense music]

? ?

- Ha! - Ohh.

- Hey, beautiful.

- Hey, handsome.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- I love these.

- Hey, you bring the chips?

- Back seat.

- Yes, sir.

- So cute.

I didn't think you was going to ever make it home.

- So now you're calling this place home?

- You know what I mean.

- Oh, Junior, you do love me.

Oh, Junior. Mwah!

Oh, Junior, Junior, Junior.

- Where were you? - Oh, yeah.

- It took you forever.

- It took, like, three hours to get to civilization.

- Yeah. - We are truly off the grid.

- I know we are.

- How's my baby?

- In there kicking, doing all kinds of things.

[laughter]

- [laughs]

What's up, Rio?

What up, Paris?

Nice to find y'all out here.

So what the hell is wrong with you?

- Excuse me?

- Bobby, he failed his drug test.

And he's going crazy blaming it's you.

- Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Now, why would he blame me?

- Don't fucking play dumb with me.

The bottle, whatever you put in it made him fail his drug test.

And he's telling everybody it was you.

- OK, are you talking about that bottle that you took

$20,000 to deliver to him?

That bottle?

- Yeah, I think that's the bottle.

- That's the bottle. - Mm-hmm.

- Well, I mean, as far as I can remember,

you were the last one to have that bottle.

So- - Yeah?

- Whatever happened-

- Don't fucking play with me, all right?

- Have you lost your fucking mind?

I'm going to let you live because you're

my brother's friend.

But if you ever put your hands on me or speak to me again,

they will find your body floating off Cedar Point.

- Paris, let him go.

Let him go.

[tense music]

? ?

- I- I need you to stay here.

This is something I have to do alone.

- Sir, I'm going with you.

- If you hear gunshots and I'm not back in an hour,

it'll probably mean I'm dead.

And it's been nice knowing you.

? ?

You've always been loyal.

I left something for you in my will.

? ?

- ? Ain't no time for the running ?

? You know that it's coming ?

? You know that it's coming ?

? You know they ain't fronting ?

? Ain't no time left, I'm saying ?

? You know they ain't playin' ?

? You know they ain't playin' ?

? No, this ain't no game

? And consider this as your warning ?

? So make sure you want it ?

? Make sure you want it ?

? Make sure you want it ?

? 'Cause they ain't stopping for nothing ?

? Stopping for nothing ?

? Stopping for nothing ?

? It's about to be on ?

? Hey, hey, yeah, hope your team strong ?

? And I hope you ain't afraid to get it on ?

? 'Cause it's about to be on ?

? Hey, hey, yeah, I wouldn't stick around ?

? 'Cause somebody's 'bout to be hitting the ground ?

? It's about to be on ?

? ?

- I'll be honest, I expected to see

that crazy brother of yours.

But then again, I shouldn't be surprised to see you, LC.

You're a boss like me.

Sometimes you got to show the troops what you're made of.

Bravo.

- It wasn't going to be anybody but me

considering how you manipulated my son

so you could steal from me and kill my friends.

[machine beeping]

- It wasn't difficult, LC.

Your son hates you more than I could possibly.

- It seems so. - Yes.

- But I'll deal with him later.

Right now, Antonio, you're the one being taken off the board.

Do you have any last words?

- Yes, I do.

I would like to say-

[gunshot]

- I really don't give a shit.

? ?

Fuck it.

? ?

Fuck.

- ? Yeah, I said it ?

? It's about to be ?

?

? Yeah, I said it

? It's about to be

- Lock this entire area down.

I want eyes on every damn corner.

Nelson, no one crosses that line.

Do you understand me?

When the media finds out about this, I'm telling you, it's-

Thomas, what the hell are you doing?

- Oh, this can't be happening.

- The fuck are you talking about?

- That man lying in that sheet right

there, that was my informant.

- Wait.

Do you have any idea who you're referring to?

- Yeah, you heard me.

Antonio Dash, head of the Dash mafia family,

was my most dependable informant.

- Jesus Christ, Thomas.

Are you telling me you had Antonio Dash in your pocket

this whole goddamn time?

- Like peppermints in your grandmama's purse.

Yeah, now he's dead.

And there's going to be hell to pay, because somebody

just fucked with my money.

? ?

- What's taking him so long?

Where the hell is he?

- He's minding his business.

Didn't you give him something to go get?

Just let him get it. Relax.

- Harris, shut up.

I need a phone.

- Yeah.

What do you need a phone for?

- I need to talk to my husband.

- Oh, you need a phone.

But you know what?

There's one 20 miles down the road.

If you get started right now, you can find him.

Why do you think you need to talk to him so bad?

- [breathing heavily]

My water just broke.

- Oh, yeah, we need to get a towel.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what do you mean your water broke?

Your water broke? - Yes!

- Can you turn it off, wait for Junior to get back?

- Look, you gotta help me carry this baby.

- I ain't delivering no motherfucking baby.

I ain't know nothing about no baby.

I've been a lot of things, but I ain't been a doctor.

- Push it out. Come on.

- I'm not delivering no fucking baby.

- [stammers]

- Get over here.

- OK, hold on.

Oh, Jesus Christ!

No, man, this is a sin.

I'm not supposed to see this.

- Will you man up and come on?

- Listen to me.

Listen to me.

I thought you said the baby was supposed to be here months ago.

- Two to be exact.

- Two?

OK, well, we got time.

This is not right.

- Help me get it out. - I can't get it out.

- Pull it out! - What?

[breezy upbeat music]

? ?

[phone vibrates]

- Bobby, what's up?

- No, this ain't Bobby.

This is Cornelius, his promoter.

- OK, Cornelius, what's going on?

Is Bobby all right?

- Nah, man, Bobby's fucked up right now.

And I'm afraid he's losing it.

You know, he's going to do something crazy to himself

or somebody else.

- OK, what the hell is going on over there?

- Man, these chicks got him fucked up.

And he just got the biggest fight of his life canceled.

- Over a bunch of women?

- Man, dude is on the verge of going crazy.

For real.

- Look, Bobby is a grown man.

He'll be all right.

- No, no, no, no, no, I don't think you understand, Niles.

I ain't never seen Bobby like this, all right?

Never.

I've been knowing this guy for- for a long time.

Look, bro, you're going to have to get down here.

You're the only family Bobby's got.

- Look here, I'm in the middle of some much deserved me time.

If it gets worse, you give me a call.

I'll come check on it.

[machines beeping]

- Damn, nephew, everybody's here with you.

I'm here with you.

You're going to be all right, little man.

- What are you doing here?

Get away from my son.

- I was just hanging out with my nephew, man.

- He ain't your nephew, so stop calling him that.

- Look, I know you're upset about little man right now,

and your emotions are running high,

but you going to stop disrespecting me, all right?

- I ain't gotta stop doing shit.

- [laughs]

- Oh, you find something fucking funny, huh?

[grunting]

- Hey, hey! - Hey!

Stop it!

Stop it right now! - Hey! Hey!

- Stop it!

- What's gotten into you, man?

- What the hell are you doing?

- What am I doing?

What's gotten into me?

I can't believe y'all still falling for this shit.

- Not that shit again, and not now.

- We already got one rogue son.

Now look what you've done.

Honey, look what you've done.

- Look what I've done?

- Hey, hey.

- Oh, stop that! - Hey.

Where you going, man? - Orlando!

- Let him go.

He needs to cool off.

- Damn it.

- You are doing real-

I know, I know, but you gotta breathe.

- It's coming. It's coming.

- No, no, no, don't shoot it out till Junior get here.

- I'm here!

- Junior, Junior, Junior!

Yo, your wife!

Get over here, right here.

She's having the baby. - What?

- She's having the baby.

You gotta do it. - Oh, shit.

Hey, hey, it's OK.

I'm sorry. Thank you.

I'm here, baby.

- You can't do that. He here.

He here.

Eh, eh, eh!

- OK, give me some towels.

Give me some towels.

- Yes, yes, yes, yes.

- You got this.

Oh, I see a head.

Come on, give me some towels. Come on.

- The hell. You ain't no damn, boss, nigga.

You having a baby.

You need to have the baby.

Stop being demanding.

Oh my God. [baby crying]

Ew!

- Give me the scissor.

- God!

Mm.

- Hey, you gotta-

you gotta cut the snake.

- Wipe it on your shirt first, please.

Oh, God, just do it.

- Oh Lord, oh my God.

Oh my God. That's nasty.

- Let me see her, baby. - Oh my God.

- Let me see her.

- Oh, God, ugh.

- Hi.

[baby crying]

- We did it.

We did it, baby.

Oh my God.

I love you.

- Love you too.

- Oh my goodness.

[intense music]

- Ri, where are you?

The fuck is this freaky shit?

What is this?

- Paris, get my arms.

Paris, there's some crazy shit going on.

I don't even know what the fuck is happening.

Paris!

- Hey, beautiful.

Now, I know you didn't fucking think

I was going to let you get away after all the shit

that you did to me.

- Leave her alone, you piece of shit.

- Watch your tone.

Me and your sister, we're going to go down here to this pool,

and we're going to have a little-

I don't know, like a come-to-Jesus moment.

So you might want to say your goodbyes.

- You know you're not going to get away with this.

- I should blow your ass away right here, right now.

- Bobby, if you wanted to go on a date, all you had to do

was ask.

- So you think this is a joke?

Is that what you think?

It ain't a joke.

Get your motherfucking ass down them stairs right now.

- Paris!

Go, please.

- Shut up!

Go.

Get your ass down these fucking stairs!

Fucking destroyed me.

You ruined my life.

You took everything away from me.

You took my girl.

You took my reputation.

You took my future.

And most importantly, it's my career.

- Fuck your career.

Fuck you.

The shit that you and Niles did is unforgivable.

- And you trying to kill my cousin,

that was- that was cool?

- He tried to kill my father.

- Man, fuck your father.

I ain't have nothing to do with that.

- I suggest you put that gun down, Bobby.

- You want me to put the gun down?

You took everything away from me, Paris.

So the least I can do is take your life.

- Don't do it, Bobby.

Come on, man.

Let her go.

This ain't you.

- The fuck is you even doing-

fuck you, Niles.

You know what this one did to me?

She fucking set me up.

She drugged me.

I told you, I said she trying to ruin my life.

You remember when I said that?

- You told me, OK? - I did.

- I should have listened.

- Man, back up.

Back your ass up.

Fuck is wrong with you?

- But this?

This ain't the move, cousin.

Let her go.

- Nope, can't do it.

She has destroyed me.

You took everything from me.

- If you do this, Bobby, there's no coming back.

So please, just put the gun down.

Please.

- What you doing, cousin?

? ?

- Put the fucking gun down, Bob.

- Nope, nope, I'm not doing it.

I'm not doing it.

You going to have to shoot me.

Because who was the one that brought you back to life

when this motherfucker right here

tried to blow you to pieces?

Did you forget about that?

- I will never forget what you did for me.

- Then why are you pointing the gun at me?

I love you, man.

- I love you too, man.

Like my brother.

? ?

But despite everything she's done,

I'm still in love with Paris.

So please, don't make me show you the difference.

- You know what?

You might as well be in love with a corpse, cousin,

because I'm going to kill her.

[gunshot]

? ?

[upbeat romantic music]

- Niles.

- Paris.

? ?

- We need to be prepared.

If LC will kill his own son, there's no telling what

else he's capable of doing.

- I say we keep hitting him where

it hurts till we grind him down, till there's

no more Duncans left.

- Gentlemen, we'll make our decisions when Antonio arrives.

? ?

- Well, that won't be happening anytime soon.

- What are you talking about?

And where is Antonio?

- He's dead.

- What?

How do you know that?

[tense music]

? ?

- Has information not been reliable?

- Oh, hell, what do we do now?

Junior and Antonio are dead.

- We need to appoint someone else

to be in charge, someone a little more

cunning than both of them.

- Well, considering everything that's happened,

I believe it should be my father.

We need a powerful front.

And he's it.

- Uh, well, I-

[chuckles]

- well, I wasn't looking for this,

but I have to say that I agree.

And I don't think a vote will be necessary.

I mean, after all, I can see that we

need someone here who can-

- Shut the fuck up and sit down, you old coot.

- What the fuck did you just say to me?

- I said sit your ass down.

You're not equipped to lead this organization.

I'm not going to let what happened under Junior's

leadership happen under mine.

- [laughs]

Under yours. - Mm.

- So now we are all to believe that you are our new leader?

- Are you not hearing me?

- You're going to be able to do something

that your son couldn't?

We supposed to believe that?

- You don't know what the fuck my son

was capable of, because you never let him lead.

? ?

And look, look where it got us, and you.

[laughs]

Your egotistical ass would get us all killed,

just like your daughter and your wife.

- I've had just about enough of you.

You are dead.

[gunshot]

- Dad!

Dad, no.

Dad, Dad?

- I think he's gone.

Hey, ah, ah, ah, don't even think about it.

Put your gun down now.

- [sighs]

- Now, as you can see, it was either him or me.

- Dad.

- [sighs] Aries, look at me.

? ?

It didn't have to be this way.

But we all have decisions to make.

?

Aries, sit down.

? ?

The way I see it, you can join your parents in the afterlife,

or you can run their businesses and keep making this money.

What is it going to be?

Yeah.

[funky music]

? ?

- ? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

? ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out

? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out ?

- Good choice.

Are there any other objections?

- I have one.

[tense music]

I no longer want to be affiliated with the group,

and neither does The Blade.

Now, if you were planning on shooting me, then shoot me.

? ?

- Anyone else?

? ?

Good.

Now, we can all get started down the business.

And since we're down a few numbers,

I think this is a fine time to bring someone else in.

- How do we know we could trust this someone else?

- Because we have a common enemy in LC,

and mainly, mutual interest, money.

? ?

Hmm?

Ain't that right?

- ? Sending them a message ?

? It's about teaching a lesson ?

? You may be hated ?

? But at least you're connected ?

? ?

? I'm about to run it off ?

[birds chirping]

- You did good, baby.

- [laughs] - Mm-hmm.

I might have to take you upstairs.

- Upstairs?

- Yeah.

- OK. - Mm-hmm.

- Junior's alive.

- Rob, don't you play with me.

- I'm not playing.

- Look, this is not funny.

- Your son is alive.

- Then why in the fuck didn't you lead with that?

Fuck Antonio Dash!

Where is my son?

What- are they holding him prisoner?

Are they holding him prisoner?

- I don't know.

LC's being tight-lipped about it.

But I have confirmation that your son is alive.

He's alive.

- OK, all right, all right.

- Yeah.

- OK, then you go, and don't return until you find him, OK?

- But- but I thought we were going to go-

we gonna go upstairs.

- Honey, you're not getting any of this until you find my son.

That's your priority now.

[tense music]

What?

? ?

[grim music]

? ?

- Morning.

- Good morning.

How'd you sleep?

- I didn't.

- Listen, I'm sorry about last night.

Orlando's going through something

I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.

But he didn't have the right to do what he did.

- I understand.

But I think it's obvious that he'll never accept me.

- Yes, he will, because he is-

- Because-

- Orlando, if you come in here-

- Please, just give me a second.

Because I have to.

- ? Blood in, blood out

- Oh, shit. - ? Blood in, blood out ?

- He is a Duncan. - ? Blood in, blood out

- Because you are my brother.

Pop, you will not get an argument out of me about him

ever again.

And, Roman, I know I've been putting

you through a lot of shit lately,

and I apologize about that.

But please, you gotta do this.

- Honey, do what?

- He's a match, Mom.

- You can't mean he-

- Yes, he can save my son's life.

Listen, Roman, I am asking you.

No, I am begging you to do this.

Please.

- Roman, honey, you don't have to do this.

It's your choice and your choice alone.

? ?

- Sweet little man comes from somebody as difficult as you,

it's a miracle on its own.

But if I could save little man's life,

it would be a miracle to him.

I'm going to do it.

[gentle music]

- Ohh.

- And plus,

he is a Duncan.

? ?

- Yes, he is.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

[funky music]

- Let's go.

- ? Blood in, blood out ?

? Blood in, blood out

? Blood in, blood out ?

[tense music]

- Papa!

Babe, I asked you, would you bring me a diaper, please?

[baby crying]

Junior?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, what the fuck happened?

- I didn't hear nothing.

- Well, when did this happen?

- What?

- Shh, hold on, hold on, hold on.

- ? I'm sending out checks that I can't cash ?

- Wait right here

Stay with me. Stay with me. Stay with me.

- ? The last laugh, and I promise ?

- Hey, Sonya- - Yeah?

- His truck's still here.

- It is?

- Something's not right.

- Harris, Harris!

[baby crying]

- ? Came to collect ?

? To pay the price

? Pay the price

? Holding it right ?

? 'Cause I'm on the edge ?

? And I'm running for my life ?

- Is it?

- ? I'm on the edge, yeah ?

- Where is my husband?

- I don't know.

I don't fucking know.

[Rico Love's "The Team"]

? ?

- ? Cut it

? Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it ?

- ? Action ?

- ? Turn the lights on ?

? Turn up for the team ?

? Buy up all the drinks

? We don't need a reason ?

? We just need the cream ?

? Turn up for the team ?

? We live in a dream

? Single for the weekend, turn up for the team ?

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