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MAN: My name is Ulysses S. Thatcher.

-Hike!

But my friends call me Colonel.

This billion-dollar palace...

is Viacom-CBS Stadium.

Home of the best thing since sweet-buttered cornbread.

ANNOUNCER: He's sacked, and the ball is loose!

And the league's newest franchise.

The Vegas Fightin' Fury.

-♪

♪

Vegas, baby!

So join us for Fury Week--

seven fun-filled days where we get to meet Sin City

and Sin City gets to meet us.

PILOT: We'll be touching down in our home base of San Diego

in 20 minutes. Please prepare for landing.

Here you are, Miss Mack.

Oh, yeah.

Thank you, baby.

-Mama need this. -My pleasure.

Now, your calendar.

Garret wants a contract update.

Mogul Magazine wants an interview,

and your husband called twice.

Okay, set up a call with the Colonel,

book Mogulfor next week, and

I'll call Pookie later.

Oh, and Malik wants to bring a few extra friends to Vegas.

♪

Hmm.

Man, I'm feeling it. You feeling this?

-Mmm, mmm, mmm. -Yeah, we feeling it.

All right, now, this a classy event, ladies.

Y'all got y'all degrees?

-Yeah, she has a B.A. in finance. -And she has one in marketing.

Now, y'all been vaccinated?

Can't be bringing no COVID on the plane.

Fully. Once in each cheek.

TASHA: Hell no.

Okay? Ain't no triflin'-ass tricks

that I don't now getting on my plane.

That's what I told him.

Jameela, why are you smiling like somebody rubbed your feet?

What? No, it was funny.

Oh. Damn.

Jamila, I should've known. What, you and Malik--

y'all been creaming and screaming, ain't you?

Tasha...

Malik and I are grown. If we are creaming,

then that's our business.

Oh. You know what, you right.

You grown.

And you fired.

-Fired? Why? -Because what you do reflects on this agency.

And sleeping with a client-- that looks bad, okay?

And that is my business.

Well, you can't be serious.

As a case of chlamydia, heifer.

Now, go on, get out of my face.

Go on.

Lucky we 30,000 feet in the air.

Fast ass.

I won two of these in St. Louis.

Yo, yo, check it, Fury Week.

And I plan on doing the same here in Vegas.

All right, ladies, I got a few more interviews.

We'll be in touch.

So get your popcorn ready,

'cause it's time.

That's right, guys. It's time.

Vegas! It's time!

It's time to unleash the fury!

-Yeah. -Colonel, reports say that you're in talks

to sell five percent of the Fury

to a Black partner, and that's big news.

-Care to share? -Nice try, Carrie.

But, like Mama always said, a smart man doesn't talk

until it's time, and it ain't time.

This shit real, yo?!

You a minority owner of the Fightin' Fury.

From working the field to owning a plantation.

Say it: 'Merica.

Man, kill that shit, Caleb.

Till the board approves my application,

I'm still in that field.

Board, my ass. You in they video, Negro,

on TV.

-Yeah. -They need Black owners,

-and you their guy. -Hell yeah, I am, ain't I?

I'm the man. I own five percent of a pro football team.

True.

But you do love the game.

And you can still ball.

So the question is...

you really ready to retire?

CARI: Yeah, well, some would argue,

since Blacks account for 70% of the roster

but zero percent of ownership, talk is cheap.

COLONEL: And they'd be dead right.

What I can say is, be it tomorrow,

next week, or next year, my team will have

an African-American as part of ownership. Book it.

♪

Y'all, okay, okay, here's to...

a successful run of the 828 Style

because, ladies of the bubble,

-the NBA couldn't have done it without us. Period. -Never.

-That's right. -So, here's to

the 828, y'all.

-Mm. -Mm.

-Ow.

Okay. Brittany,

I got to name my firstborn after you.

Since Shaquon gave me this!

-Oh, my God, girl!

-Oh, my God. -Five carats, princess cut.

-Flawless. -Flawless.

And no prenup, bitches.

-That NBA money, girl! -No prenup, girl, no prenup!

Let me see, let me see!

Rock, look at this rock.

No, seriously, Brittany, if it wasn't for you

and 828 Style,

-I never would have met Shaquon. -Oh...

I love him.

And I love you too, girl.

-And no prenup. -Hello.

Brit, you need to stop playing

and bring your talents to Vegas,

where the real players play.

Girl, no, you can keep Vegas,

'cause the only thing I like more than making money

is not losing it. Vegas--

-I can't be chasing no chips.

Oh. Wait, here, talk to her, talk to her.

-Hold on, hold on, I'll be back. -Aah!

MAN: Yo, Jamison!

-They want you on the floor. -I got you.

No offense, Carrie, but you missed the real story.

Why is the owner of a brand-new franchise

willing to give Jamison Fields a tryout?

CARI: Real talk, Matt. This is for our viewers.

Fields was the top-rated high school player

in the nation before he went to jail for sexual assault.

Now he's out, and he's trying to make the league.

Oh, um, sorry about the noise, officer.

We'll try to keep it down, I promise.

Are you Brittany Pitts?

Um, a-actually, you just missed her.

Nice try. Your condo is officially in foreclosure.

Escort her out, boys.

Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait, wait.

-This is a mistake. -No mistake.

You're 90 days due and the bank wants you out now.

No, but I just made a payment.

-You didn't. -I will.

You won't. They never do.

Take what you can carry and we will store the rest

-at your expense. -Okay, wait, could you just...

Shh. You ain't got to talk so loud, there's... Come on,

there's got to be something we can do,

right? I mean, I have company.

Wowzers!

An original portrait of Jason Pitts catching

the game-winning touchdown at the '08 championship!

Nice eye. You know, um, that's my dad.

Uh, I'm Cecil.

-Cecil. -I'm a-I'm a big fan.

We actually did the Pittsy Shuffle as our wedding dance.

Oh.

I got it, wow, wow,

that's just, wow.

Um, you know, Cecil, you're a fan.

-Yeah. -Right? And this...

this one-of-a-kind masterpiece...

is something that you need.

Okay. Okay, okay, I'll make you a deal.

Give me the portrait, and I'll give you 12 hours

-to pack your stuff. -I need a week.

I'll make it a day. Final offer.

Deal.

♪

So, um, Raquel, you might be right after all.

Maybe I do need a taste of Vegas.

-828, baby, I can't wait to see you. -Mm,

-okay. -Okay.

-Okay.

It's an open tryout, he did his time,

and many people think-- and look, I'll just say it--

many Black people think he was wrongly convicted.

He wasn't just convicted, he confessed,

and 62% of fans think

he shouldn't have the shot. Check out this poll...

EMCEE: Get ready for the sexiest man

on the Vegas strip.

J.J. Jiggles!

♪

-Hey. -Hi.

Can I get you anything else?

Oh, no, the rosé is fine, thank you.

Enjoy.

Thanks.

I'm Raquel Navarro at Joint 51, thank you.

I can't believe you came.

Girl, what? I'd rather be broke in Vegas

than a failure at my father's house.

I mean, you'd rather be balling in Miami,

but, you know, life happens, here you are, baby.

So, here's to...

slapping life in the face

and taking what's ours, okay?

-828. -Heard that, girl, 828.

Mmm.

-That's really good. -Ladies, any interest in dinner?

Nah, Jimmy, so just close me out, thank you.

-Gotcha. -Jamison.

Oh, snap-- you're, uh, you're Jamison Fields.

You went to jail for having sex with your girlfriend.

I mean, allegedly.

Jamison, this is my girl, Brit.

Brit, this is Jamison, my co-worker.

Do-over. I'm, uh, I'm just a huge football fan.

And, God, Jamison Fields, you were, like,

the best pro player I have ever seen, hands-down.

You know, athletes go to jail all the time.

You can still make it.

Well, thank you, Brittany.

It was a true pleasure not meeting you.

Raquel, I'll cover you till you're done.

-Bet. Thank you. -Yep.

Girl. Where you staying?

I'm done with these tables at 10:00.

Well, you know, you invited me

so you'd put me up, right?

You know you're my girl, but if you crash,

you pay half-- rent, food, utilities.

That's, like, two grand a month by Friday.

Okay, Raq, I have one credit card

that's not maxed out and $600 to my name.

So, how do I turn that into two grand?

I don't know. Hit the slots, sell that bag.

If you staying, you paying.

You know, see, that's why you doing them open mics.

Because, Raquel,

-that writing was trash.

-It was terrible. -Says the homeless girl.

You know what, go beatbox somewhere.

GARRET: Like all of you,

I was sad to leave St. Louis.

I was drafted there, became a man there

and made millions of dollars there.

But this team--

who we are, how we play--

there's no doubt we are home.

Your son is M.I.A.

He will be here, okay?

You just focus on closing Garret's new contract.

One thing at a time, Miss Mack.

You give me what I want,

and then I'll give you everything you need.

GARRET: Today, I am convinced

that we're an army of lions led by lions,

and we shall never be defeated-- unleash the fury!

-Oh, hell no. -Unleash the fury!

Unleash the fury!

-Unleash the fury! -Unleash the fury!

-Unleash the fury!

My man.

-Look who it is. -Y'all, give it up

-for Garret Evans.

The best defensive back in the league!

And that accent-- come on, man.

It's like a verbal aphrodisiac, am I right, y'all?

-Oh, Lord, he done had a stroke.

Let me just start by taking a moment.

A moment to thank the Colonel.

Now, give it up for the Colonel.

The board. I see you, Jim.

And the best agent in the world.

The one and only Tasha Mack.

Stop.

I got to tell you,

as a kid growing up in the projects,

I never thought this was possible.

I mean, team ownership. Wow!

-You didn't tell him. -I didn't tell him.

But you know what that tells me? And it should tell you?

You never judge a book by its cover. Hit it.

♪

-Don't judge me.

Y'all, give it up one more time for Hope and Faith.

My accountant and my publicist.

Now, let me just say...

I will never be ashamed of my past.

Because I've learned from it.

And I'll be bringing all of that knowledge...

and every-- every bit of fury that I have

to ownership... of this team.

So, today, ladies and gentlemen,

I tell you...

I am officially retired from football.

I'm an owner, y'all!

Well, this ought to be fun.

-Thank you. Hi, Nancy.

So, what'd you think?

I think if you're our QB, it's gonna be one hell of a season.

What the hell he talking about?

I tried calling you, baby.

Malik...

our board approved your application.

-For next season.

This year, we want you to be our quarterback.

Come on, Colonel. If I was a white boy

with two MVPs, three championships,

and millions of dollars in my bank account,

would we be having this conversation right now?

Nah, I didn't think so. You played me.

Malik. Wait a minute, son.

Malik.

Malik, wait a minute.

Malik. Malik.

Uh, 600.

-Seven heaven. Pay the line.

Okay... I just need to do that ten more times.

Malik. Malik.

Look, can't we just talk about this?

There ain't nothing to talk about, Mom.

They just played me in there, and you let 'em do it.

Look, it's just business, baby.

Okay? One season. See it as your farewell tour,

like Dwayne Wade. You gonna get mad love

and expensive gifts every game.

-Yeah, D-Wade, huh? -D-Wade. Look.

One game, he even got a camel.

It was a gold-plated saddle and all, baby...

I don't want no damn camel, Mama.

What I want is respect,

and you let the Colonel walk all over me in there.

What you need to do is swallow your damn pride,

and let's get this paper, okay?

Now, Hard Blocks-- they coming out

to cover training camp,

it's a good chance for you

to increase your profile, baby.

Unless you're just not well.

I'm well, Mom.

I ain't never been better.

I'm talking mentally.

'Cause you turn down $30 million

and guaranteed ownership, you're crazy as hell.

Well, call me crazy if you want to,

but I'm done with football.

Malik. Malik!

Baby, what you gonna do? You just gonna

walk around Vegas by yourself?

Blow on these. Exactly, we're ready.

DEALER: Winner!

Stack 'em and rack 'em. Here we go.

I'm leaving here with rent in my pocket or broke as a joke.

Because scared money don't make money, right?

I don't think you're scared of anything.

One for you

and one for me.

-Yo-leven!

Thank you.

Why, hello, handsome.

You know, going all in is dangerous.

You know I like to live dangerously.

-Duly noted.

I'm Brian.

I was, uh, hoping to get you alone for a moment.

Oh. Well, here I am, Brian. What you got for me?

Well, I got this.

-Ooh, what is it? -Statement of claims

from RT National, and I'm here to collect.

You've got to be kidding me. Twice in a week.

You got a mortgage, two car notes,

and a black card all past due.

Total arrears, $932,410.06.

You've already taken my condo, okay?

You've repossessed my cars. You can't get something

-from nothing. -Oh, but I can.

And I'll start with that Cartier diamond choker.

Absolutely not.

Sir, this is hand-crafted platinum.

But... the diamonds-- each of them are engraved

with the letters of my name in it.

Sir, this necklace-- this necklace is me.

I could call your supposed co-signer, Kelly Pitts.

You know it's a federal crime to forge loan documents?

Okay, fine, here, take it.

And I'll take your casino winnings.

No, abso... No. This is the only money

I have in this world, and I will die for it.

-Fine by me. -No, no.

Brittany?

Girl, what are you doing here?

And why is this man all over you?

Aunt Tasha, w-what are you doing in Vegas?

I'm here on business. I'm sorry, but who are you

and why are you manhandling my best friend's child?

I'm sorry, ma'am, you'll have to take that up with Miss Pitts.

Cash or the cops.

Wow.

I'll email you a receipt.

Next installment's due in my office, end of the week.

-Who you calling? -Your mama.

No... no, no. Okay, okay, I owe the bank some money,

he's a debt collector, and I haven't told my parents yet.

Oh, hell no.

Hey, where you going?

I'm going to mind my damn business.

Can I get a ride?

Aunt Tasha, can I get a... Aunt Tasha, can I ride with you?

So, how much money you owe?

Not much, just

$932,410.06.

Wait, how the hell is a girl three years out of college

-a million dollars in debt? -I don't know.

I have rich friends, and they thought I was rich,

so the next thing I know, I'm keeping up with the Kardashians.

You know, they get a condo, I get a condo.

I got a black card.

-I took the girls to Italy. -Rome?

Oh, no, no, Tuscany. But it was so beautiful...

Girl, you are your mother's child.

-I am.

I am, and I was a boss like her, too.

Yeah, but then, you know,

-COVID hit. -Mm.

My business died. And everything just kind of snowballed.

-Yeah. -But please, please don't tell my parents,

'cause I really don't want to deal with them like this.

Hey, look, you a grown-ass woman

with some grown-ass problems, it ain't my business.

-Thanks, Aunt Tasha.

But, you know, you should invest in my business.

-Oh, Lord, here we go. -Mm-mmm.

Wait, wait, wait, hear me out, hear me out.

So, you know how most elite players and high-rollers--

they have very packed schedules, right?

Leaving very little time for other things.

Enter... 828 Style.

For a very small fee, we provide beautiful,

cultured, educated women who can provide

various services-- I mean, braid services,

maid services, massage, hell, even a date.

Mm, that sound like a ho house.

No! No, absolutely not. The women do not have sex.

They're pre-vetted, and me and my friends

-did it in college. -Women getting paid

to service men's needs? "Ho house."

-No, Aunt Tasha... -Look, damn it,

the answer is no, okay? But, if you need a job,

I need an assistant. It pays $900.

Okay.

Yeah, I could do 900 an hour.

900 a week, fool.

Okay? Now, you can take it or leave it.

Hell, I got things to do, girl.

Okay, I'll take it, but, um,

can we, like, you know, work on the title?

You know, "assistant," it's just...

How about we say, uh, "executive..."

-Mm-hmm. -"...assistant," okay?

Now, here's your first task. Get your phone.

♪

One case of Ace of Spades,

courtesy of Tasha Mack.

Sweet. Quinn?

What's this?

GARRET: 30 grand. You need more?

Uh, what I need is an explanation.

I thought you knew. My party planner is dragging.

She needs a kick-start. Contact's inside.

Garret, I'm not your gofer.

You want me to tell Tasha that?

Right. And we need live music.

Someone dope. I want it to be,

as you Americans say, lit.

Wait, so she gets paid 30 grand

-just to have food and fun at a party tomorrow? -Facts.

And give her the champagne.

All right.

I'll take care of it.

: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Jamison steps up, he's open,

he goes, he has the ball.

Breaks one... Jamison catches the ball.

Oh, Fields scores! Fields scores!

Fury win! Yeah! Crowd goes nuts!

Yeah, baby.

All right, shh. Am I okay mentally?

-Shit, I'm great. -Bro, they tried to play you,

but you the player, you don't get played.

Mm, you know what I'm-a do? I'm gonna take Fatty's Burger,

I'm gonna turn six into 600,

and I'm-a buy my own damn team.

'Cause you Malik El DeBarge, right?

Right.

'Cause I'm Malik El Debarge.

Right!

Shit.

Here, take this, I can't get caught smoking.

-I'm Malik Wright. -Mm-mmm, you on your own

with the po-po, bro.

-Gracias, Mikey. -Okay, look.

I have $30,000 and a $10,000 case of champagne,

and what I don't spend, I keep.

No, I-I love you, but you're just,

you're not a party planner.

No. I am now,

since I fired his party planner.

-Look, I wasn't the CEO

of 828 Style until I was. You know, that's what I do.

I see a need, I fill a need.

and right now, Raq, I really need your help

-planning this party. -Look, I'm just...

I'm focused on singing right now.

Raquel, you're waiting tables, babe.

-I'm paying my dues. -Okay, and I'm just saying

you can do that with some cash in your pocket.

Look, I need a performer, right?

I book you, I pay you, then, Raq,

rent is covered for the month.

Okay, keep talking.

Look, all I need you to do is call the girls

and get 'em on the first plane to Vegas.

And, oh, do you think we can get a discount

if we move the party to here?

Pro football players in this place?

Ha! Montana's gonna love you.

Girl, here we go, 'cause we about to milk this town

like a cow, you hear me?

-Thank you.

Is there a problem, officer?

You failed to signal at the turn.

Huh.

Sir, is that marijuana I smell?

Uh... no.

No, that's... air freshener.

Yeah, it's a new scent called Herbs of Eden.

Right. Step out of the car, sir.

Hey, yo, dawg...

Oh!

Shut up.

You're under arrest for smoking and driving.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will

be used against you in a court of law.

-That's bullshit, bro! -You have the right

to an attorney. If you can't afford one,

one will be provided to you.

MALIK: Aah! My arm!

-We got burgers, fries...