All language subtitles for Empire s06e11_English

LUCIOUS:
Previously on Empire...

I'm available
to be your ASA partner.

I'm not tryin' to be
all up under your shadow.

Come on,
let's get out of here.

No one else can go
to Uncle Ray's.

I shouldn't have let you
come this far as it is.

-How long before Damon arrive?
-Hour, maybe less.

There's always
a third alternative, Ray.

We just gotta
get creative about it.

COOKIE: Lucious wanted
to hurt Damon,

so what better way
to screw over Damon

than to screw his daughter?

ANDRE:
You can't control me.

You can't make me do things.

Really?

I love you,
and you still love me!

(gun cocking)

What the hell
you think you're doing, Tracy?

For 35 years,

I have lived in the shadow
of Cookie and Lucious...

(sighs)

When I was the real love story.

I mean, I'm the mother
of your firstborn son.

But you don't see me.

Tracy, I see you.

Tracy, look.
We're divorcing.

Here are the papers right here.
We're signing the--

I don't wanna hear from you.

This is all your fault.

I mean, you just swooped on in

with your slutty little
schoolgirl uniform

and you stole him from me.

You stole him!

And then...

you took my son's heart.

Tracy, you gotta let me
talk to you right now.

-Please.
-No, just shut up!

Just shut up, Lucious!

I am the one
who is talking now,

and you are finally
gonna listen--

both of you.

Hmm?

Mine is the last voice
you're ever gonna hear.

(tense music)

Daddy,
I made such a huge mistake.

But listen, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.

Whatever it is, we'll fix it
together, sweetheart.

-Understand?
-(muffled yelling)

But I'ma need you to go home.

You go home.

I'll finish the business
I have to finish inside here.

Then I'll come see you.

Babe.
Okay?

Hey.

*

(muffled shouting)

Ryan?

Ryan, Ryan!
Oh, God.

What the hell is going on here?
Hey.

I'm right here.
I'm right here.

Hey. Why would you hurt him?
He's family.

RYAN: He's looking for my dad.

Uncle Ray?
Why?

He's gonna kill him.

Oh, now you wanna
run your mouth?

-I'm so sorry.
-You should go, Yana.

You're a monster!

Hey!

Are you out
of your rabbit-ass mind?

What the hell you think paid
for all these little ashrams

and these jewels?

No.

What paid for cancer treatment?
What paid for it, huh?

Business.

And this is what
my business looks like.

You--
(breathing heavily)

Hey.
Be cool.

*

YANA: I'm so sorry.

-Go on.
-I'm okay.

I am done.
Done.

Yeah, you'll be back
once that rent is due.

No, I don't want anything
from you ever again.

I love you too, baby.

*

-(door slams)
-TRACY: Move aside, Lucious.

-Tracy, Tracy.
-Hey, hey, hey.

I can't let you do that.

COOKIE: Look,
I don't want any of this.

You can have this house.
You can have him.

I'm done, Tracy.
I promise you, I'm done.

Cookie...
(scoffs)

You're in his blood.

And when you're gone,
then there's room for me, so...

Look, I can't let you do that.
I can't.

(scoffs)

LUCIOUS: I can't let you
do that, Tracy.

We're not doing that now,
you hear me?

TRACY: Oh.

(chuckles)
Now I get it.

I just want you to know,
I will never blame you.

We'll be a family
when we're with our boy.

-Hey!
-Move!

-(Tracy grunts)
-(gunshots)

(Andre shouts)

-(gunshot)
-(grunts)

(dramatic music)

*

You okay, Andre?

Yeah.

KINGSLEY: No, no.

No!

What did you do?

Mom!
Come back. I'm here.

What did you do?

(dramatic hip-hop music)

*

Cookie, that's terrifying.

She shot my son.

My grandson was upstairs.

I mean,
what was I supposed to do?

Anyway...

the cops cleared us.

Apparently she left a...a note.

Tracy was planning on, um,

killing Lucious
and then killing herself,

and I guess I was a bonus.

Crazy bitch.

I am so sorry.

Yeah.
I just need to rest, you know?

(sniffles)

Um...
(chuckles)

I'm having problems
sleeping again, so...

Just because what you did
may have been justified

doesn't mean
it wasn't traumatizing.

-You took a life.
-Yeah, I'm not--

I'm not traumatized, though.

You know, I'm just tired.

-Cookie.
-That's what I just said.

-I said I'm tired.
-Cookie.

It is okay to admit
that you are scared

or that you feel guilty.

I'm not--
It's not that!

Sorry.

With Tracy,
I didn't have a choice.

But what happened is, um...
(breathes deeply)

Is dredging up some stuff
that I--you know, I buried.

I-I didn't wanna think
about it again, you know?

(breathes shakily)

So coming in here
and talking to you and--

That's not surprising.

In therapy, you may come in
for one question or one issue,

but this process,

it gives you tools
to make right

other areas in your life.

(gunshot)

(soft dramatic music)

(breathes shakily)

I did some things...

*

Mm-mm, I don't know
if I can make them right.

(sniffles)

*

(upbeat hip-hop music)

Let's go!

(cheers and applause)

*

(applause)

PORSHA: That's hype.
That is lit.

MAYA:
I can gif the hell out of that.

Go tell the world
the Empire movie is coming.

We're gonna turn
the trailer drop

into an event
with an Empire concert

featuring
a Hakeem and Tiana duet.

Hakeem, why don't you
give us a little taste

of what you prepared
for the soundtrack?

(applause)

(Hakeem's "Juice" playing)

*

* Look what you made me do

* Whip out the sauce,
it ain't drippin' over you *

* Pretty eyes on me
when I step out of the coupe *

* Looking like
I hit the lotto *

* I could make her lucky too

* Girl, I got the juice

* I got the juice

* Girl, I got the juice

* I got the juice

* Girl, I got the juice

(muffled music)

(muffled cheers and applause)

(muffled)
Yo, bro, what you think?

You like the song?

(cheers and applause continue)

Bro.

(normally)
Bro!

Do you like it?

Yeah, no.
It was great, right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah.

Yes.
(chuckles)

-(laughs)
-ANDRE: Great work, Hakeem.

That's the perfect,
perfect single

for the Empire movie
companion album--perfect.

Just the perfect companion
to my dumpster fire movie.

All right.
Great job, Hakeem.

-Yes, sir.
-(chuckles)

All right,
those are your marching orders.

Let me know
if you have any questions.

And, uh, see you all
when it's done.

-(mouthing words)
-(mouthing words)

(dramatic music)

*

What did you do to me?

That song?

No, Hakeem should stick
to acting.

What did you do?

You killed my mother.

I didn't. She was trying
to kill my mother.

She shot me.

I blame you...

so you need to understand
something now, brother mine.

(ominous music)

I'm in control.

Those little blackouts
you're having,

I can do that whenever I want.

Remind me,
when's Walker's bedtime again?

You touch my son and I'll--

*

(exhales heavily)

What's up with you?
I mean,

you ain't returning my calls,
none of my texts.

I'm concerned about you.

I'm fine, okay?
I'm fine.

And thank both of you
for coming over here.

-Baby, how's your arm?
-I'm good, Ma.

-It's just a graze.
-Okay.

But Pop's right, you know.

I hope you're talking to your
therapist about what happened.

Therapist?

That's none
of your business, Lucious.

Yes, I am.

You know what?
Thank you both for coming.

Whoa, whoa.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Since I have you both here--

Pop, things are rough
between us, I get it, but...

we're still family, man.

You pushed me out
of the company I built,

and you're gonna
call us family?

Let me tell you something:
that crown you're wearing,

it gets heavy.

Pop, everything I do at Empire

is to honor the legacy
that you built.

Hmm.

I need you both at the premiere
for the Empire movie trailer.

Of course, honey.
Absolutely.

Yeah, I'ma check
my schedule.

-His ass'll be there.
-ANDRE: Okay.

I gotta get back
to the office.

Okay.

-Love you, Mom.
-I love you too.

Love you, Pop.

(dramatic music)

Bye.

*

-You been sleeping?
-Yes, Lucious.

I'm fine. I'm sleeping.
Everything's great.

Well, I haven't been.

I mean, ever since that thing
happened with Tracy,

you know, I'm--
I thought we was--

No, no. We're fine.
She didn't, okay?

I meant what I said.
I still love you, Cook.

I love you too, Lucious.

But aren't you tired of me?

Damn, you don't even wanna try?

We...(laughs)

Lucious,
we've tried and tried.

Look, I don't wanna have the
same fight over and over again.

Lucious, I'm tired.
Man, I'm tired.

*

All right.

*

This is what you want?

*

Please.

*

Tell you one thing:

ain't nobody gonna love you
the way I did.

*

(sighs)

Going to the park?

That's a great idea.

We'll tire Walker out
before the party.

I'm going
to my cousin Trisha's.

To pick her up?

-For the weekend, Andre.
-For the weekend?

Teri, we have events, baby.
We have plans this weekend--

Look, this is a lot, okay?

Someone was killed ten feet
away from where Walker sleeps.

-I understand.
-This isn't even our house.

I got people telling me

that my husband's doing
horrible things, and...

Mouse.

-I-I want to believe you.
-I'll call the broker, okay?

We'll start looking for a home
of our own tomorrow, Teri.

-Look, I-I just--
-You don't need to leave.

I just need a few days
to clear my head,

so no to the party.

(dramatic music)

And we can talk
about everything

when I get back, okay?

Teri, you don't--
you don't have to leave, babe.

Teri, come on.
You don't have to leave.

Teri!

She's leaving your ass.

(dark music)

Serves you right.

*

BECKY: Okay.

-You guys.
-Yeah?

Since Melody's performance,
she is rising up the chart.

Speeding up there.

Also, we have a really good
cash infusion coming in

and the world is done
hating Tiana now.

Yay, Bossy
is finally bossing up.

-It's not enough.
-Not enough?

We can finally hear Lala

without the help
of a megaphone.

What do you mean
it's not enough?

-We are winning.
-That doesn't matter.

Nobody knows who we are.

(sighs)
We need something.

we need, um, brand identity,
a sound.

GISELLE:
We have a brand identity.

Female artists
taking control, boom.

Okay, listen!
When I was in jail,

there was this one bitch
on the cell block

and she had one radio,

and when she would
turn it on...

we heard Master P go, "Unh!"

The whole cell block
would light up.

Now, how is it that
a bunch of bitches in prison

know what No Limit Records is?

It's the same as Cash Money.
It's the same as Death Row.

We need a Bossy sound,

something that's gonna cut
through the noise,

let these hos know
we coming for they necks.

Something that is us, you know?

Exactly. Pharrell, Timbaland.
We need a sound.

There's nothing wrong with
having an identifier, okay?

A vibe that says,
"You are listening to Bossy."

A'ight.
See, girl?

-So we need a...
-You and me, always.

-"Unh."
-Yeah, or maybe--like, maybe--

-COOKIE: Not that.
-BECKY: Yeah, that's taken.

I think we should do a "Ooh!"
one of those--

Forgive me, ladies.

Uh, Giselle,
I have this paperwork,

and you are all set to sign.

-Thank you, Julian.
-(chuckles)

Who is this,
and why doesn't he have

any paperwork
for me to sign?

GISELLE: Back off,
Becky Weinstein.

This is my little brother
Julian.

I told you
he was coming to visit.

COOKIE: Oh, I didn't know
that it was

Bring Your Little Brother
To Work Day.

Well, our mother
just passed away, so...

-Oh, I'm sorry.
-GISELLE: No, it's okay.

I told Becky
not to say anything,

but we're fine.

Yeah, I took some time off
of law school

to hang out with big sis.

BECKY: Oh, well, welcome.

Also, what if I had
some legal questions?

Could I maybe ask you
for some advice, like, over--

I mean, I will bring
the Hennessy, obviously.

He's a law student, and he will
sue you just for class credit.

COOKIE: Okay, please, can we
get back on track, ladies?

-JULIAN: Thank you, ladies.
-BECKY: Thank you.

-COOKIE: Sorry for your loss.
-BECKY: Thanks for coming in.

Hey, uh, legally it's not
harassment if you want it.

-I need some more coffee.
-Oh, my God.

What?
(clears throat)

PHILLY STREET: I'm real sorry
to hear about you and Cookie.

I am.

One thing I know, though:

Lucious Lyon
will figure it out.

(chuckles)

Just don't forget me
when you do, bro.

Mr. Lucious,
this very young woman

is back here to see you.

(tense music)

(sighs)
I'll let you...(indistinct).

Miss Juanita.
Hey, sexy.

Why don't you walk me out?

-(both chuckle)
-PHILLY STREET: How are ya?

*

When you said,
"I will never see you again,"

I believed you,
and yet here we are.

Here we are.

What you and I once were
is done,

and I don't ever wanna have
to depend on a man like you

or a man like my father
ever again.

So with that said,

we're gonna start
a new business relationship.

*

These are my songs.

You told me they were good.

You're gonna help me
sell these.

-Really?
-Yes.

You owe me that.

*

YANA: Okay, I gave you
all of my lyrics.

Why do I need
to record the song?

'Cause that's not
how the music business works.

You need a publishing deal.
You need placements.

Okay, great.
So you're gonna get me those?

Yeah, I can get all of that,

but I can't sell
scraps of paper.

-You got a track?
-No, I just have the melody.

I got a mic.
Step up.

Hum a few bars.

Hold on.

Go ahead.

* Am I an easy target?

* Tell me, is that how you
managed to get in? *

* Doomed before we started

* 'Cause you knew I would lead
with my heart, not my head *

* Throwing off my vibe

* You messing with my chakras,
this drama's like an opera *

* This ain't
what I signed up for *

You hate it.

No, it's inspiring.

Do it again.

* I thought I was above this

* I know this ain't
what love is *

* How could you

* Make me look so stupid?

* How'd you get so ruthless?

* How could you

* Lie just like
you're breathing? *

* Why is it so easy for you?

* How could you?

* Oh-oh-oh-oh,
ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh *

* Whoa, whoa

* How could you

* Lie just like
you're breathing? *

* Oh, oh

* How could you?

MAN:
So a Bossy sound,

something that says
feminine, powerful,

beauty, woman.

Here's what I'm thinking.

Yeah, come on, child.

(slow synth music playing)

*

(mouthing words)

Uh, child,
that sounds like

a tampon commercial
with a beat.

Get yo' ass outta here.

Thank you.

-Too sensitive, child.
-Too much estrogen in that.

Come on in here, honey.

(Eastern-influenced
hip-hop beat playing)

*

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Yeah, see, you doing something
with that.

Yeah, I was about
to bust a twerk real quick.

COOKIE:
Okay, just one question.

Do you have any females
on your producing team?

We are, um,

redefining gender.

And we only hire
female Postmates.

Okay.
But you're doing what, child?

-You're doing what?
-We're redefining gender.

Get your ass outta here,

all three of you!

-Gross.
-Damn three blind mi--

Next!
I have a question.

Yeah.

Did you think to call
any female producers

for our all-female label,
or was that too hard?

No, Cookie, I called
all three of them.

Ester Dean is on a yacht
with Rihanna,

and Makeba Riddick
is also on that yacht.

And Sia is lost
in a wig somewhere, so...

Them bitches ain't call me
to go on a yacht.

Anyway, good thing
I made some calls.

Come on, honey.

Hey, girl.
Come in.

-Hey, boo.
-BECKY: Porsha.

Heard y'all was looking
for some in-house producers.

Wait, aren't you
still an Empire employee?

Okay, everybody need
a side hustle.

Plus, y'all know I'm good.

So just listen.

MAN:
* She's a dangerous woman

CHAKA KHAN:
* I'm every woman

-Is that a Chaka sample?
-Uh-huh.

Better go off.

COOKIE: Yes!

Now, see, that,
I can do something with.

I just need to hear it
on its feet.

What? What that mean?

COOKIE: That mean
get your ass over here

and we gonna put it on...
(indistinct).

We gonna rehearse
the song, girl. Come on.

Porsha,
welcome to Bossy.

Ah!

Porsha!

(TV playing indistinctly)

Back off.

Back up.
It's too hot.

You want me
to go turn down the heat?

Nah, I just want you to stay
on your side of the couch.

(sighs)

Who wiped their ass
on your towel this morning?

Did you let 'Keem
hit or not?

Oh, my God.

How many times
do I have to tell you?

I took the father of my kids
to go see his kids, that's it.

Then why they ain't say
nothing about they dad?

Prince or Bella ain't said
nothing about him.

You have a lot
of black-ass nerve

asking me these questions.

First of all, I'm supposed
to be your girl, right?

You're sounding real guilty
right now.

-But now you're mad at me?
-Nah, it's cool.

It's all good.
It is what it is.

If you don't trust me,
then you don't need to be here.

You're right.

If--

(soft dramatic music)

*

(sighs)

*

(cell phone buzzing)

(door clicks shut)

*

What's that, anthrax?

It's the last bit of paperwork

for your shares
in the Empire Trust.

Sign those, you ain't ever
gotta talk to me again.

Thank you.

Is that a bomb?

It's, uh...

away of saying welcome
into your next life.

You wrap it yourself?

Ooh.

Fancy.

"Shut up, stupid.
Love always, Lucious."

You know,
the post office is open,

so why are you here, Lucious?

I don't know, man.

I'm just thinking about
this next chapter in our lives,

you know?

I'm getting offers
to go anywhere in the world

and do basically
whatever I want

for hundreds of millions
of dollars--

Oh, so you came in here
to brag.

Man, good-bye.

No, none of it--

none of it gives me that...

that jolt like when
we started Empire, you know?

Look, you can't compare

what you're gonna do next
to Empire, okay?

It's once in a lifetime.

Look, um, I want you
to listen to something.

YANA:
* I thought I was above this

* I know this ain't
what love is *

* How could you

* Make me look so stupid?

* How'd you get so ruthless?

* How could you

* Lie just like
you're breathing *

* Why is it so easy for you?

* How could you

* Oh-oh-oh-oh,
ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh *

* Whoa, whoa

* How could you

You know, the track
needs to be mixed

and she needs to sing out
on the chorus,

but...(clears throat)

Hey, look, that voice?

Superstar quality.

And I know she didn't come
with a lot of money, so...

Yeah, but she could be...

You know, Lucious, Empire will
always be in your blood, okay?

You can't replace it.
I can't replace it.

But if this voice
is sparking something in you

that's gonna lead you
to the next chapter in life,

then that's more valuable
than any amount of money ever.

That's just my opinion.

(dramatic music)

Never forget what time it is,
Cook.

*

Lucious.

*

Thank you.

*

(sighs)

*

Brownouts?

It's like I lose time

and I don't know
what's happened.

And is there anything else?

I keep seeing him.

Is he here now?

Tell Doc
I like that color on him.

(tense music)

I see.

Well, this is more serious
than your previous episodes.

Look, I'll do
whatever it takes, Doc.

You know, I'll change meds.
I'll up the dosage.

Under normal circumstances,
yes,

but you're having
dissociative states,

ongoing interactive
hallucinations.

You need to be monitored
until these symptoms subside.

I'm thinking six months.

Inpatient.

Okay, no.
Nope.

Let's go, Andre.
Let's get out of here.

And then I'd be stable?

We won't know
till we get started.

I could admit you today.

*

You do this,
and you lose everything,

everything we've built.

Put the pen down, Andre.

*

Damn it, Andre.
Put the pen down.

*

I need to get
my head straight.

*

I'll do whatever's necessary.

No, no, no, no, no.

*

You've worked too hard...

rebranding Empire,
making this movie

to throw it all away now.

And after six months in here,

you'll lose Teri and your son.

Just--just think about Teri
expecting to come home to you,

not news that her crazy husband
is in here with this idiot.

(tense music)

Come on, Andre.

Walk away now, and we can
find a way to coexist.

*

Made a mistake, Doc.
Uh...(chuckles)

I think I can handle this
without inpatient treatment.

I'm afraid
it's not that simple, Andre.

This indecision
raises further concern.

I'll take it from here.

I've in no way said that I'm
a danger to myself or others,

which is what's required
for involuntary commitment.

-Well, that's true, but--
-ANDRE: So I'll be leaving now.

Any additional concerns you
have, you'll keep to yourself.

Andre, are you sure?

BOTH: Absolutely.
Thank you, Doctor.

*

(Yana's "How Could You"
playing)

* I thought I was above this

* I know this ain't
what love is *

* Oh, how could you

* Made me look so stupid?

* How'd you get so ruthless?

* How could you

* Lie just like
you're breathing *

* Oh, oh

* How could you?

All right, so come on.
What do you think?

Do you think we can sell this
to Rihanna?

I think you are so much more
than just a songwriter.

You should be a recording
artist yourself.

Lucious, we have already
had this conversation.

I really don't wanna
revisit--

No, I could make you a star.

That is so typical of you.

You helping me
is you helping you.

Hey, wait, wait.
Why can't it be both?

You said this
is business, right?

Well, this is business, baby.

I could show you about it

better than trying
to tell you about it.

Stay tuned.

("Dangerous Woman" playing)

(line rings)

* She's not scared
of danger, no *

* She knows
what she deserves *

* She knows
just what she's worth *

* There's power
in her beauty *

* It's deeper
than what you see *

* Don't ever confuse it

* No

* She's a dangerous woman,
yeah *

CHAKA KHAN:
* I'm every woman

* It's all in me

* She's a dangerous,
dangerous woman *

* She knows she's a dangerous,
dangerous woman *

CHAKA KHAN:
* I'm every woman

Cut.
Shut this down.

All right.

(sighs)

What?
Come on, Cookie.

This song,
this is your new sound.

Mm-mm. This is a seed, honey.
I need the whole damn tree.

-BECKY: All right...
-Okay?

Cookie, we are
still tweaking it, okay?

We're gonna bring in the bass.
What we're gonna do--

Yeah, y'all all tweaking.

But what you gonna do is,
you gonna start from scratch,

'cause this ain't it,
all right?

And I need you to keep going

until I get the sound
that I need for my label.

Whose label?

Our la--
you--you know what I meant.

My point is, is that nobody
sleeps until you get it right.

You can sleep when you
in that box, honey.

Okay, that shooting
is really messing with her.

-Yeah, her ears especially.
-It's unfortunate.

Scuse me?
You got something to say?

We just thought
you should take a nap.

You don't get it.

No one sleeps.
I said that, damn it.

-She seriously need to chill.
-Wow.

Or I'm gonna...

(sighs)

(snorts)

(snorting)

Who in here
doing white people drugs

in my black-owned business?

-(gasps)
-Wow. You.

No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

It's not cocaine, okay?
It's--it's Adderall.

Oh, it's Adderall?

Girl, we been working so hard.

And we just needed
to, like, you know,

stay sharp and--and ready
and awake.

I have a prescription.

-Oh, you have a prescription?
-Mm-hmm.

To crush it and then snort it
in a bathroom stall

like you ain't got
no home training.

You have a prescription
for that?

I'm so sorry.

Can't you just go
do your drugs at your desk

like a normal person?

God.

Harriet did not free
a bunch of us for this.

Ooh, the youth.

In a bathroom stall.

Lil' Kev there?

Hey, hey, hey, Lil' Kev.

Nah, this is, um--
this is Becky.

Let me ask you a question.

Uh--oh, no, no, no.

I don't want
any edibles right now.

But do you have--

do you have Adderall?

(door clicks open)

JUANITA:
Hello, Miss Teri.

Hi, Walker.

-I got that.
-Okay.

(door clicks shut)

TERI: Juanita, would you mind

putting Walker down for me,
please?

Of course, Miss Teri.

-ANDRE: Thank you, Juanita.
-Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Hey, baby.

Teri, please talk to me.

Teri.

I've been distant...

because I was hallucinating...

(dramatic music)

And dissociating.

And, Teri,

I've been seeing Kingsley.

*

Why haven't you told me this?

'Cause of how you're
looking at me right now.

Like I'm not the same man
you fell in love with, Teri.

*

I went to the doctor,
and he told me

that the antirejection meds
for my heart

could interfere
with my bipolar medication.

We--we adjusted it.
We adjusted it.

And I'm fine.

I know the only reason
that I was seeing him

is because I love you
and I love Walker so much.

The thought of losing you,
Teri, it--it would kill me.

It kills me now, and I--

You're never gonna lose us.

Baby, I will always love you.

I will always do
everything in my power

to make sure
that you are okay.

You just have
to tell me the truth.

*

That's what you're doing,
right?

*

BOTH:
Yes, baby.

(ominous music)

*

This way, Mr. Lyon.

Travis is so excited
to have you on.

Thank you.

All right, Lucious.

You can call in favors,
big deal.

Nah, this is show,
not tell.

TRAVIS: Our next guest
is a music maverick.

He instructed me,
like the Godfather,

to slot time
for the premiere

of an artist
the world needs right now.

When we come back,
we'll welcome Lucious Lyon

to debut the national
performance of Yana.

I'm excited.
We'll see you guys in a few.

(applause)

(laughs)
No, I'm not doing it.

Yana, come back here.
Come back here.

This is crazy.

Yana, If I had told you,
would you have come?

No, I don't want this.
I don't want this.

I don't want you
to focus on the stage.

I don't want you to focus
on the lights or the audience.

I just want you to go--
Look at me.

-Oh, God.
-You were born for that stage.

And that gift
that makes you beautiful,

that was not meant
just for you.

It was meant for you
to share on that stage.

-This is--
-Now, I'm going to go

and introduce you, darling.

-I'm gonna introduce you.
-Lucious.

It's gonna happen.
This is happening.

Come on.

(soft dramatic music)

Ladies and gentlemen,

this young woman
coming to the stage

is the physical manifestation
of light itself.

She is Yana.

(cheers and applause)

(breathes sharply)

We're here now.

("Who's Lovin' You" playing)

* I, I, I, I

(applause)

* I, I

* I should have never

* Ever, ever

* Made you cry

* And, girl, since

* Since you been gone

* Don't you know I

* I sit around

* With my head hanging down

* And I wonder

* Who's

* Loving

* You

*

* I, I

* I wonder

* Wonder

* I wonder

* Who's lov--
who's loving you *

* Oh, you,
oh, you *

* Oh, who's loving

* You

(cheers and applause)

You sure you up to this, sis?
You been through a lot.

God been testing your ass
a lot.

Ooh, child,
tell me about it, honey.

And is a movie trailer premiere
even a thing?

Oh, come on.

This is Andre's big thing,
all right?

-I gotta be there for my baby.
-My God, sis.

What made you pull out
all these old pictures?

Uh...

Oh!

Uh, Andre...

need--needed those
for the movie.

They needed to...

see how things looked
back in the day.

Mm-mm-mm.

I can still smell
the pressing comb, honey.

And look at bougie-ass Candace.

We should've known her ass
was gonna end up

with some white man
with perfect credit, right?

-Yeah.
-(laughs)

You know what?
We--we really should--

(tense music)

*

Durrell.
Oh, my goodness.

Sis, it's been so long.

I-I can't even believe
you still have this.

God rest his soul.

I will never get over

the coward ass
that took him away from me.

*

Yeah, that was, a--

that was a long time ago.

Come on, Carol.
We gotta go.

(sniffles)
Come on.

We gotta go.

*

(cheers and applause)

Knock, knock.

These are for you.

Babe...I owe you an apology.

I was petty
and stupid.

Um...(chuckles)

I don't know what to say.

Say you forgive me

for being foolish enough
to think

that my dope-ass girlfriend
would ever cheat on me.

Come here.

(soft dramatic music)

I know what we have is real.

Yeah, um, I-I have to go
onstage in a little bit,

but let's just talk
about this afterwards

and let's get through this,
baby.

(chuckles)
Yeah.

(cheers and applause)

(Tiana and Hakeem's
"Priceless" playing)

-* Oh
-* Priceless

HAKEEM:
* Yeah, yeah

* She the platinum,
I'm the gold *

* Like fine wine,
we ain't never getting old *

* Shine bright, white diamonds
like a ghost *

* Hop in the Ghost,
do a hundred on the road *

* Now we in invisible,
yeah, we invisible *

-* Uh-huh
-* Yeah, we got a past

* But we still futuristic

* She keep me in line
like a pastor in the pulpit *

* I put a iced-out grille
on her new whip *

* Call that a cool whip

* Top-notch,
this feeling is priceless *

* Can't beat this,
ain't nothing like it *

* Some things
don't need to be spoken *

* Stronger together,
we focused *

* Rags to the riches, yeah,
we been there, done that *

* Never stay down 'cause
we always make a comeback *

* You gotta put in
the mileage *

* If you want something
that's priceless *

* Something like this

BOTH:
* Life's good

* That's the scenario

* Circles, run 'em
around the globe *

* We good
no matter where we go *

* We don't care, that's
how we cracked the code *

*

* Oh, yeah

*

* Oh, yeah

(cheers and applause)

So I got us a room
downtown, baby.

Oh.

Don't. Don't.
I can't.

You can't what?

Look, this was a mistake.

Yeah, it's a mistake
until it happens again, right?

(cheers and applause)

Make nice, Ma.

I'ma get your ass for this.

(cheers and applause)

Thank you!

My son Andre poured
his entire soul into this film.

I was skeptical at first,
but, you know,

it can be overwhelming, um,
revisiting your past.

(tense music)

(gunshot)

(labored breathing)

(exhales)

*

And that's exactly
what we're here to do tonight.

It's to honor our past.

The tears, the blood,
the sweat

that made the Lyon legacy,

and although life may have
knocked us down a few times,

we ain't never
been knocked out.

(cheers and applause)

The trailer
to Birth of an Empire.

(cheers and applause)

(upbeat percussive music)

LUCIOUS:
I started selling drugs

when I was nine years old.

I did it to save my life...

and because I had a dream.

* Dolla, dolla bills

But I didn't do it alone.

* Boy, that give me chills,
I'll take it all *

-(tense music)
-(gunshots)

*

LUCIOUS: Hey.

You're gonna have to let
that shooting go, man.

I know you, Cook.

You hold everything inside
until it explodes on you.

But Tracy deserved that.

Mm.
You know, how I'm feeling

is not your problem anymore,
Lucious.

Look, man, I know
we signed divorce papers,

but that don't mean
you and me ain't family.

You and me gonna always
be family.

Okay?

Come on,
let's get back out there

before they start thinking

we gettin' back together
or something.

Oh, they know I'm not
behind that suit, honey.

(both laugh)

COOKIE: We don't get
out of this, Lucious.

It's just you and me.
Ride or die.

(hip-hop music)

*

(indistinct dialogue)

You need to be a man
and get it together.

(applause)

Let's go!

(cheers and applause)

We did it.

Damn right,
we did it.

I don't know how we did,
but we did it.

Yeah, well, your kids are
supposed to do better than you,

and they did.

They also look better than you.

They're not as pretty
as you, though.

-Aww.
-(laughs)

("Before I Let Go" playing)

*

Yeah, come on!

Y'all gotta
get y'all backs off the wall.

-Oh, no, no, no.
-Yeah, come on in here.

Yeah, go on. Get out there.
Show 'em what you got.

Come on, Pop.
You too, man.

Man, get your hands off of me.

*

MAN:
* You make me happy

*

* This you can bet, yeah

* You stood right beside me

* Yeah

* And I won't forget

* And I really love you

* You should know

* I wanna make sure
I'm right *

COOKIE: They say family
is everything.

If only it could last forever.

(dramatic hip-hop music)

*

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