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- Previously on
"The Family Business"...

- I want Junior Duncan dead
by the end of the week!

That's the only way
she's coming back to me!

- We got a problem back home.

We might be setting up
to go to war.

Again.

- You once told me
if I ever needed anything

that I should call you.

Did you mean it?

- Brother X is holed up
at some beat-up motel

out in Suffolk County.

- When was the last time
you talked to Stan Wright?

- What's so funny?

And who exactly is Stan Wright?

- Stan Wright

is Brother X's worst nightmare.

- So what now, Marco?

Why are you here?

- The big payback.

- She is your sister, Marco.

- Not anymore.

Son of a bitch.

- I wanna talk to Charles
right now.

You don't know who I am?

- Well, of course I do, but--
- Then make the call!

Get my husband on the phone!

It's late,
and I ain't got all night.

- Hello?

- Sorry to bother you, Xavier,

but your wife
wants to talk to you.

- Put her on.

Hello?

- Well, well, well,
what a welcome surprise.

It's good to hear your voice,

but what can I do for you?

- Look,
I just wanted you to know

I ended my relationship
with Junior.

- Hmm, that's good to hear.
It's about time.

- Look, will you just
do me the favor

and call your dogs off?

I don't need people
following me around

and posted up around
my building and my job anymore.

- Yeah, I'm sure
that's inconvenient.

- No, it's fucking
embarrassing.

- Well, why I don't I have
Elijah bring you to me

and we can talk about this
in person?

- Dude, I don't think so!

Just because I'm no longer
with Junior

don't mean I'm getting back
with you.

Ain't shit changed, Charles!

I still want a divorce.

- No!
It's not happening!

You are my wife.

You will always be my wife

till one of us is dead.

- Look.

I can't--
I can't do this anymore.

If it's till death do us part,

then so be it.

Are you threatening to kill me?

- No.

Your life is of no concern
to me.

It's mine that'll end.

- Man, go ahead, man.
You just bluffing.

You ain't even got the guts.
You ain't 'bout that life.

- Oh, you think I don't?

Hmm.

You've known me a long time,
Charles Brown.

And you know what I'm capable
of if I put my mind to it,

and you know how hard I love.

- You will kill yourself
over him?

- No, not over him.
For him.

One thing that falling in love
with Junior has taught me...

Is that to be unhappy...

Is just the same
as being dead.

So if I can't have him,

then I have nothing left
to live for.

- Me!
What about me?

You can live for me!
I love you!

- If you love me, let me go!

- I can't do that.

- Then I guess
this is good-bye.

- Sonya.
Sonya!

- Here, you tell your boss

that sometimes you can
push people way too far.

I guess I'll see you
in the afterlife.

- Hey.

- Oh, my God, Junior,
what are you doing here?

You can't be here.

He's got men following
my every move.

They probably followed you
here too.

- Do I look like I'm scared?

I'm here to protect you.

- Wait, wait. We can't.

I can't.

I promised your mother.

You gotta go,
and you can't ever come back.

It's for your own good, okay?

- Okay.
You want me to go?

Look at me.

Look at me.

Tell me you don't love me,

and you will never
see me again.

- Damn it, Junior,
you know I can't say that.

- I do now.
Listen.

We gotta disappear.

- And go where?

- Somewhere far.
Europe.

Maybe Australia.

Pack a bag.

I got us a place to stay
for a couple of days

till I can figure out
and make some arrangements

to get us out of the country.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Come on.
We gotta go. Go.

- The light in her bedroom
came back on again.

- Good.

- Well, aren't you worried

about her threat
to take her life?

- Man, she just being dramatic

'cause she no longer with her
little boyfriend, that's all.

- Look, I don't pretend
to know her

as well as you, Xavier,

but I'm not so sure about that.

What I saw

was not the look of a woman
being dramatic, Xavier.

She had the eyes of a martyr.

- What are you saying, Elijah?

Do you think she could bring
harm to herself?

- All I'm saying is that
if she was my woman,

I'd be concerned.

- Elijah, I need you
to get up there right now

and make sure she don't do
nothing stupid.

Matter of fact,
bring her back to me,

'cause all these little games
she playin' is done now,

and let her know,
if she die on me,

then I'ma kill her ass.

Meet me in the lobby.

- Is this everything?

- Yes.

But are you sure about this?

I mean, he's right out front,
and he has a guy out back.

- Not anymore.

You're gonna have to trust me.
Hey.

I got in here
without them seeing me.

So I'm gonna make sure
that we get out.

- Okay.
- Now, come on.

Let's go, come on.
Come on, baby.

- Hey, no excuses.

Okay?
- Understood.

Where is Brother Mohammad?

- He didn't answer his phone.

- Find him.
- Yes, sir.

- The apartment.

- Come on.

- Oh, hey, is he dead?

- Don't ask questions

you really don't want
the answers to.

Come on.

Got you. Got you.

- Ooh!
Ooh!

Aah!

Ah.

- Damn!

- Xavier,

we have a problem.

- Hi, son.

- Hey, Mom.

- What is going on here?

It looks like the president
is gonna come visit?

- No, uh,

we're just taking
extra precautions

because of Uncle Junior's
girlfriend, Sonya.

- What does she do

or, more important,
what did Junior do?

- Oh, he didn't do anything,

but she's married to this crazy
Muslim guy named Brother X

who escaped from prison,

and now he's trying
to kill Uncle Junior

because he's with his wife.

- Oh, my.

- Yeah, he killed, like,
100 people,

so Uncle Orlando and Grandpa
are not taking any chances

until he's caught.

- And what is
this man's name again?

- Brother Xavier, but everyone
calls him Brother X.

- Let's go.
Ramon.

You know what, son?

I need to go to the restroom.

I'll be right back.
You stay put, okay?

- Okay.

Hey, good morning, Rob.

- Hey.
What's up?

- You seen Junior?
- No.

No, not since last night.

I've been giving him
a wider berth

since our little confrontation
the other--

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Sorry about that.

He's just been under
a little stress, you know,

since this whole Brother X
situation.

- No, it's okay.
I understand.

Everybody's under
a lot of pressure.

- I appreciate you, Rob.

Your loyalty
and your friendship.

- Never a question.
- Mm-hmm.

- You want me to go get Jimmy
for you?

- Yeah.

Harris is meeting
with somebody tonight

that might be able
to put this whole thing to bed.

We kept Junior out of the loop,

but I'm gonna be briefing
you and the twins,

so I think he should be there.
- Okay.

All right, sounds good.
- Yeah.

- I'm gonna--I'm gonna
go find your mother.

- All right,
- I'll meet you out back.

- Okay.
- All right.

- All right.

- Hey, morning, O.
- Morning, bro.

- Hey, Ma.
- Hi, baby.

both: Mwah.

- Seen Pop?

- He and Kennedy left early
this morning

to go to a car auction
down in Virginia.

Something about a '57 Chevy
he wanted to restore.

- It was 4:30 in the morning,

so I wasn't paying
too much attention.

- Pop loves buying those
old clunkers, doesn't he?

- Yes, Lord, he does, oh.

But, you know,
I gotta give it to him.

He and Lou have made some
really great showpieces.

- Yeah, well, they still got
a warehouse full of cars

they never sold.

They take Junior with them?
- No.

He's probably
still in his room.

Hasn't come down for breakfast.

- Nope, I've been up there
twice already.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Really?
Mm.

Keys.
Maybe he's in the basement.

- Junior's not in the basement,
Mrs. Duncan.

- Where is he?

- He's left the property.

- That is so not good.
- No, it's not.

Pop left
very specific instructions

that he wasn't supposed to
leave out of that fucking gate

unless speaking to him,
Ma, or me.

- I understand.

He literally jumped the fence
late last night,

early this morning.

He ran off on foot.
I just watched the footage.

- Damn it.

I mean, what about all this
high-tech surveillance crap

we just bought?
- Yeah, how he get past that?

- It's meant to keep people
out, not to keep people in,

and Junior knew that.

- He knew our weak spots,
and he used that against us.

- Okay, okay.

- Oh, Lord.

- I want you to listen to me
very closely.

The first order of business

is getting Junior
back into this house,

and then I want you
to call the twins

and tell them to meet Paris
and Sasha at Sonya's apartment.

Ma.
- Yeah?

- Please call Pop.

Tell him everything
that's going on here.

It's gonna be better
coming from you.

- Okay, I'll call him.
- What about me?

What do you need me to do, O?
- I want you to call Harris

and tell him to do whatever
the hell he needs to do

to get Stanley Wright
on board with this.

We're putting an end
to this mess today.

- Put an end to what mess?

What is going on around here?

Is my son
in any kind of danger?

- Of course not.

Guys, could you just give me
a moment, please?

- Yes, ma'am.

Nevada is perfectly safe,
Consuela.

- Is he?
- Yes.

- There's a lot of men
with a lot of guns outside.

- We are just dealing
with a personal matter

that involves Junior.

It has absolutely nothing to do
with Nevada.

- I'm gonna take your word
for it, Charlotte.

- Thank you.

- Only because I know
you're a mother

and you value my son's safety.

- You know I do.

- Okay.

Good God.

Shit.

- Hey, paisan.

Need a ride?

- I could use
some of that water.

And get a ride to LA.

Ah, pues...
water is cheap.

Gas is expensive.

LA is far.

- I can make it
worth your while.

- Hey, what's up?
- What's up?

- Hey, the building super
gave us a security tape.

- Yeah, it cost us $500,

but if Junior was here,
this flash drive will tell us.

- Mm.
- Good thinking.

- Ain't nobody here.
- Yeah, I can see that.

- Paris, check this out.

- That's Junior's phone
and wallet,

and the other one's
probably Sonya's.

- Look like Junior's gone
off the grid.

- Yeah, he's gone ghost.

And it looks like
he's had some help.

Let's go.

- Ladies,

you don't know
what you're in for.

- So that's it
in a nutshell, Stan.

Thank you.

If you can take care
of our little problem,

there's 100 grand in it
for you.

You can save your money,
Harris.

You know what I really want.

- Yeah, I do.

And I've been instructed
to give it to you...

exactly the way you want it.
- Mm.

I like the sound of that.

- Gentlemen.

So the king-size bed
you requested

is ready.

Follow me.
- Ooh.

King-size bed.

Are you ready for this?

- 'Cause don't you look
the type.

- I'm not.

I promised myself I wouldn't do
this type of thing again.

- Relax.

It'll be fun.
Mm!

- Guess there's no
backing out now.

- Nope.

You mind if we use condoms?

I'm married, and...

I don't want to take anything
home to the wife.

- Nah.
Condoms work.

I'm married as well.

- Ah, so I take it you're
taking one for the team.

- Well,

I mean, you could say that,

except the entire team
doesn't have to know.

- Your secret's safe with me.

This, uh, Brother X must be
really important, huh?

- Yeah, well,
standing here right now...

I'm not so sure.

- Well, I'll take care
of the Brother X thing for you,

just as soon as
you get my brown sugar.

- You know, I wanna--

I wanna thank you, Stan.

You're making this
a hell of a lot easier.

- Glad to be of service.

Now, why don't we
get into the bed?

- You're the client.

Client's always first.

- Mm-hmm.

- Fellas, I wish one of you
would get in the bed.

We do charge by the hour.

- By the hour.

We gotta get started.

- All right.
Okay.

All right.
Mm-hmm.

- Damn, it smells good as hell
in here.

- Yeah, yeah, Wendel's got
the best chicken in town,

but we ain't come here to eat.

Let's stay focused on business.

- Okay.
- I'm sorry, employees only--

- It's okay, it's okay.
Oh.

Paris, come on.
It's all right.

Jackie, get me two order
of lemon pepper,

and a side order of ranch,

and y'all want
some cheese fries?

- We didn't come here
for food, Wendel.

We need to know
if you've seen Junior.

- Oh.
Nah, it's been a while.

We don't hang out as much
since he got a new woman,

and that boy's in love,
if you ask me.

And I'm happy for him.

- Why you lying to us, Wendel?

I thought we were better
than that.

- Why you think I'm lying?

I mean, I do think him
and Sonya make a nice couple.

- Because Junior left
a half-eaten box

of your chicken
at Sonya's last night.

So you either saw him,
or you saw her.

Real talk?

- Yeah, real talk.

- I'm not trying
to get in the middle

of y'all's family
goofy drama shit.

- Well, you're already there,

and if anything happens
to Junior,

you know my daddy's gonna be
the first one

through your door.
- Okay, now, look.

L.C. doesn't have to come
down here, all right?

Look, I don't understand.

Why y'all trying to make this
some life-or-death shit?

- Because it is, Wendel.

They got a price
on Junior's head.

- Get out of here.

He told me y'all is mad at him

'cause you found out
his girl is married.

- Well, I guess he left out
the part

where her husband is
the escaped convict Brother X.

You mean
that crazy dude on the news?

- Yeah, that would be him.

- Look.

I know you want
to protect Junior,

but truly we are
his best protection,

and you know that.

So where's Junior, Wendel?

- I honestly don't know.

He came by my house last night,
picked up a bag, and left.

- Bag?
What kind of bag?

- A black duffel bag.
I been holding it in my safe.

It's been there for years.

- That's his emergency go bag.
- Yeah.

- Wherever he was going,

he needed a passport,

and somebody was driving him.
- Why you say that?

- Well, I asked him
if he needed my truck,

and he said
he already had a ride

to go see passport guy
and get his girl.

- Any idea who that might be?

- None.

And I mean,
there's over a dozen guys

who can get a passport for you
in this borough alone, so...

- Then we gotta make some calls
and quick.

- Yeah.

- I wanna find out who it is
before Pop gets home tonight.

- Yeah.

- Wendel,

if you fucking hear anything
about our brother,

you call one of us.

- I got you, all right?
Paris, I got y'all.

- He'd kill you if he heard you
call him minister.

That's Brother X.
- Yeah, that's right.

- Brother Samuel.
As-salaam alaikum.

- Alaikum salaam,
my brother.

It's good to see you.

- It's good to have you home.
- It's good to be home.

- How are things here?

- Our brother is not
in the best of moods right now.

- I don't understand it.

He obsesses over this woman.

- Obviously
you've never been married

or in love before, brother.

- Not like this.

- If I were you, brother,

I would prepare to die.

Just saying.

- Did you find him?
- No.

But we still--

- I told you
I wanted them found!

What part of that
do you not understand?

- I do understand,

which is why
we're still looking,

but with his resources,

finding two people
who don't wanna be found

is not going to be done
in a day.

- You disappoint me.

Elijah,
did you go to his house?

- Yes, we have eyes
on his family's house,

but the place is swarming
with security.

We can't get anyone within
ten feet of the property.

- Look, it'd be easier to break
into Fort Knox

than that place.

Xavier, I know this is--

- You don't know!

If you did, we wouldn't be
standing here

having this conversation!

Go out there and find my wife.

I want Junior Duncan dead!

Am I making myself clear?

- Crystal.

- Good.
'Cause if you can't do it,

I think I'll just put
Brother Samuel in charge,

and we both know
he'll get the job done.

- Opening a new account?

- You must be new here.
- Yes, sir.

About six months.
How can I help you?

- I'm here to access
my accounts.

- Sure, I just need
your debit card and ID, please.

- Unfortunately, I don't have
my ID or debit card.

I've been away for a while.

- Sir, unfortunately,
I can't help you, then.

- Then call your boss,
Richie York, so he can.

- Mr. York is on
a conference call right now.

- Then tell him
to get off the conference call

and come handle this.

- Sir, Mr.--
I didn't get your name.

- I didn't give it.

Now, you tell Richie York

that Alejandro Zuniga
is out here to see him.

I'm sure he'll make
himself available.

- I'm sorry, Mr.--
- You look sorry, motherfucker.

Now, get that weasel out here
right now.

- Everything all right here,
Mr. Ford?

- Yes.
I hope so, David.

Mr. Zuniga was just leaving
to go get his ID.

Actually, I'll be right back.

It's fine.

- Brandon, 15 years
in the industry,

and I've never lost a client
over an interest rate.

Let me explain why.

It's about service.
- Mr. York.

- This bank offers
the best customer--

- Mr. York.

- I'm sort of in a moment.
- There's a Mr. Zuniga here.

- The customer service
that we're--

- He's been quite insistent.

- Mr. Cohen,
let me call you back, please.

Yeah.

- Long time, no see, Richie.
- Mr. Zuniga.

I...

I mean,

I thought you were--
- Dead?

As you can see,
I'm very much alive,

and I would like to access
my accounts now.

- Mr. York, he doesn't have
any kind of identification

or debit card,
so I couldn't process--

- You talk too much.
- It's fine.

It's fine.

I can handle this gentleman.

Come into the office.

- Hey, good to see you again.

- It's been a long time.

I wasn't expecting to see you.

- I know.

But I thought it was time
that we talked.

- Should've talked
a long time ago...

before you decided to leave
my son at a fucking convent

and put him up for adoption.

What kinda mother does that?

I deserve that.

But I'm not the same woman
I used to be back then.

- Oh, yeah?

And what kinda woman are you?

- One that loves the son
that we share so much.

He's a beautiful boy.

Your family, you have done
a great job with it.

Why didn't you tell me
you had him?

- Why didn't you tell me
he was fucking born?

I deserve that too.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

But I didn't know
what to do.

I thought if Alejandro
found out that he was alive,

he'll kill him,

and I couldn't let him do that.

And like I said,

I'm not the same woman
I used to be back then.

- And like I said,

what kind of woman are you now?

- One that wants to be the best
parent that our son deserves.

To love,

to cherish,

and protect him

from anything and everything,

no matter what.

I just wanna know,

are you willing to do the same?

- What the hell
is that supposed to mean?

- I still don't understand

why we gotta tolerate
this motherfucker, man.

- He's a necessary evil
for the time being.

- May I have a glass
of warm milk, dear?

2% if you got it.

Xavier, it's good to see the
both of you amongst free men.

- Mm-hmm.

It's so good to be amongst
free men,

but I don't why it's
so important to meet

at this hour of the night,

knowing that we may be tracked
on radar.

- In New Jersey of all places.

- Let's just say

it is a matter
of life or death.

- It always is.

- Listen up.

Sorry to keep you guys
out so late,

but we just received
credible information

on the whereabouts of one
Charles Brown,

AKA Brother X.

Now, as most of you know,

he escaped from maximum
security prison in Upstate.

Now, this bastard is armed.

This bastard is dangerous.

I want him taken down

with extreme prejudice tonight.

Understand where
I'm coming from?

All right, let's mount up.

- Mmm.

Mmm.

Ah. 2%.

It has come to my attention

you intend to kill a man
by the name of Junior Duncan.

- You can consider him dead,
done, delivered,

inshallah.

- I think that would be unwise.

- Unwise?

Who the fuck are you to tell us
what's wise and unwise?

We don't take orders from Jews.

- I am sensing a tone
of anti-Semitism

in your voice, Samuel.

I was under the impression that
you understood who I represent.

It would be unfortunate

if I had to have it explained
to you, don't you think?

- Nah, nah,
we don't want no smoke.

Let's talk, Bernie.
Come on, come on.

- Our mutual friend
is concerned

about a war with L.C. Duncan
and his family

would mean to our future plans.

- War? What war?

L.C. Duncan is a car salesman.
He's no threat to us.

- L.C. Duncan wants you
to think he's a car salesman,

and you wouldn't be the first
to take the bait,

but if you kill or even
continue to threaten his son,

you will see
that he is much, much more.

- Oh, hold up.
So what you telling me

is that the Duncan family
is connected?

- How about the most respected
drug distributers

on the East Coast?

And you should know, Xavier,

that the Duncans
have reached out

to their allies
and political contacts

about you.

In fact,
the Suffolk County Police

are raiding your motel

and safe house on Long Island
as we speak,

which is why I asked
to meet here in New Jersey.

- What the fuck are you
talking about?

That's impossible.

- Is it?

Why don't you make a call
and see?

- Shit.

- The cops are
all over the place, man.

They came out of nowhere.

Aah!

- Get on the ground!

- Huh.
He's right, man.

The police are at the motel.
They got the place surrounded.

- It would appear our meeting
here in New Jersey

may have saved your lives

or at least your freedom.

- How did they find out?

Nobody knows
we own those motels.

Not even you.
- Isn't it obvious?

The Duncans turned
one of your men.

- Impossible!

- You keep saying that,

but are any of your people MIA?

- Answer him.

- Brother Elijah mentioned

that Brother Adams has been
unreachable since last night.

- Why was I not informed?

- You were busy, man.

You were preoccupied
trying to find your wife.

- Oh, yeah.

- Xavier, my friend.

This is just the tip
of the iceberg

of what the Duncans
are capable of.

To be quite frank, Xavier,

if you are to survive,

you are gonna have
to strike first.

- I agree.

- So...

if you're going to eliminate
the son,

we suggest you start
by eliminating the father.

He's the one
with all the power.

Otherwise you're gonna be
looking over your shoulder

for the rest of your life.

- So what you telling me

is that we should take out
his old man first?

- Nah, it was just
a suggestion.

Personally, I like L.C. Duncan,

although he has been
rather difficult of late.

- Personally,
I like your suggestion,

and I just hope you wouldn't
think that I would go overboard

by asking that I take the idea
as my own.

- Not in the least.

Here is everything you need
to know about L.C. Duncan.

His movements, haunts,

including his security detail.

Don't fuck it up.

- Don't fuck it up.

Yeah.

- Well, your father's gonna
be home in about an hour,

and when he gets home, he's
gonna wanna know something.

- Junior is definitely
in New York City, Ma,

but where, I can't tell you.

What we do know is that
him and Sonya

are absolutely planning

on leaving out of the country.

- Maybe we just let them go.

I mean, at least we know
they're safe.

- Rio, you might be
onto something.

Orlando, are you sure Wendel
is not helping him?

- I got two guys on him.

I don't think so,
but if he is getting help,

it's from somebody else.

- Well, we need to find
that somebody else.

DJ, come down.
- Yes, ma'am.

- I want you and Rob

to go over every piece
of footage that we have,

and if you find something,
I wanna know personally, okay?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you, dear.

- Hey, hey.

You set that thing up
with Stan?

- Oh, yeah.
He should be here any minute.

- Good, then maybe things
will get back to normal,

'cause I for one am over
this Brother X shit.

- This makes two of us.
- Mm, mm.

Mm-mm.
- What?

- Hey, Stan.
What do you got?

Ho--hold on one second.

Okay, Stan, go ahead.

- No, we missed him.

No, the son of a bitch
was not here.

Yeah, there was
plenty of evidence

he'd been here recently,

but he was gone
when we arrived.

- Shit.

- Stan, listen to me
very carefully.

Very carefully.

- Hey.
You see her face?

Go find him.
Go find him.