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In case those headaches come back...

I'm glad you came home.

It's been, like, three days.

You got other kids to take care of, huh?

Well, unfortunately, they need me more than you do.

Well, I think she needs you the most.

- There was a fan earlier. - It's really you.

Yo, I been waiting forever for your bus to arrive.

Like, I been waiting for you to drop that solo album, dude.

Lotta people just want to hear what's next for you.

I don't got a solo album yet.

Go make one, son. - With what fucking beats?

Rest of us just stuck here waiting around.

They got record deals with release dates.

Why don't I have a deal, then?

The executive bus is for management.

The tour bus, that's for artists.

Stop acting like one of the suits

trying to control everything.

Bobby, it's only a matter of time

before they start to resent you for it.

Let me be the one that they hate.

Good afternoon, Divine. - Hey, afternoon.

Please follow me. Mr. Mottola's ready for you.

♪ Well, I'm here to hold you at night ♪

♪ We'll do sadly what's right ♪

♪ The things I do will make you see me ♪

♪ I wouldn't take it from ya ♪

♪ I wouldn't take it from ya now ♪

♪ I wouldn't take it from ya, darlin' ♪

♪ I wouldn't take it from ya, I wouldn't take it from...♪

RZA's talked a lot about you.

He's got an excellent vision for Razor Sharp Records.

It's about time we sit down together.

Well, this is an honor. Your work is an inspiration.

I appreciate that. Sit down. Relax.

I hope you like yellowtail.

Would you like me to set a place for Ms. Mariah?

Nah, she's sick of hearing me talk shop.

When I heard Hall & Oates' demo, I knew I wanted them.

Nobody at Chappell Music called it luck

when they blew up a few months after.

But when you sign Celine Dion, Gloria Estefan, Mariah Carey,

you start to believe you got an eye for this shit.

Look, your career speaks for itself.

They changed music.

I think you could change music, too.

Wu-Tang Productions has done well.

Cuban Linx is a hit.

130,000 sold in the first week--gold this month.

Hey, look, we are just getting started.

See, I am beyond dedicated to Razor Sharp.

Well, tell me what you have in mind

for our potential joint venture.

Okay.

So you can't go a block in New York

without hearing Ghostface's voice right now.

He's gonna be our first client.

I heard he's meeting with some heavy hitters.

Really? Ha.

Where'd you hear that?

I'll--I'll sign him tomorrow

so those other labels can stop wasting their time.

A new label needs heat right away,

or you're dead in the water.

Well, see, "Winter Warz" set New York on fire,

speaking of heat.

And Cappadonna, he might be new, but he is undeniable.

His verse is on everyone's mouths.

Listen to this.

♪ You heard other raps before ♪

♪ But kept waitin' for the Son of Song ♪

♪ I keep dance halls strong ♪

♪ Beats never worthy of my cause, I prolong ♪

♪ Extravaganza, time sits still ♪

♪ No propaganda, be wary-- ♪

You get him signed, too.

All right, so, now, I know Mariah's waiting for you.

So I'ma hit you with this one.

Now, R&B and hip-hop are blending, as you know.

Artists who adapt are hitting newer markets

that can double their shelf life.

Now, imagine your wife with some edge.

You know, she actually brought up the idea

of doing a "Fantasy" remix with ODB.

I mean, she loves him. - Hey, Dirty's a fan, too.

He's in.

Can you deliver on your promises?

Tommy, I won't let you down.

You ready for your life to change?

Absolutely.

Wu-Tang Productions.

Hey, Izzy, get me the first flight to New York.

You got it.

Thank you.

All he wants is contracts for Ghost, Dirty, and Cap,

and then he's ready to lock our label down.

Hey, look at you,

on some next-level sashimi-by-the-beach

executive shit.

Hey, watch out, or you're gonna turn into the man.

Oh, shit.

Hey, yo, I gotta jump.

I got a meeting with Steve.

He's thinkin' about selling Loud to Sony, too.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Rich Isaacson told me.

It'll be wild if we all ended up there.

Yeah, I told him not to

if he likes living in New York. [chuckles]

Shit, me and you setting up Razor Sharp

here in LA is taking so long.

It feels like... I'll never be back in Shaolin, yo.

Hey, don't sweat it, little bro.

Enjoy that L.A. sun, know what I mean?

All right, God, peace, peace.

A'ight, peace, peace.

Talk to me. Reminder for your call

with Elektra regarding album sales.

Mm-hmm. And Geffen called again

regarding GZA's album,

and Nia was trying to reach you.

She's wondering when she might expect you home.

It's 12:33.

Uh, tell Nia I'll head home in about an hour,

and, uh, Ghost is--

Hey, brother. Here you go.

Thank you.

Ghost is at the mansion, yeah? Yes.

I confirmed with him twice.

Hey, remember, no calls after 2:00 p.m.

Gotta keep the afternoon clear for my kid's birthday.

Okay. One last thing--

I wouldn't normally bother you with this,

but it is a credit card issue.

No, we'll deal with this after I sign Ghost, okay?

Okay. - All right.

♪ Rhyme remarkable ♪

♪ Real niggas raise up, spend your money, argue ♪

♪ But this time is for the uninvited ♪

♪ Go 'head and rhyme to it, bitch nigga ♪

♪ Mics is gettin' fired, more fiends ♪

♪ Chicks be burnin' like chlorine ♪

♪ Niggas recognize from here to Baltimore to Fort Greene ♪

♪ But hold up, Moet be tastin' like throw-up ♪

♪ My mob roll up, dripped to death, whips rolled up...♪

♪ I used to sit up in my bed when I heard shots ♪

♪ Peepin' through them shades when I was hustling blue tops ♪

♪ Hand of Zeus ripping the deuce-deuce ♪

♪ Shoot lighting from my fists... ♪

The sweet cut the sour real nice, know what I mean?

See what I'm saying?

Word.

What up, Vine?

How's all that sport-coat Hollywood bullshit?

- Hey, good to see you, too. - Ha ha.

Yo, who are all these dudes?

You talkin' 'bout Dirty's people?

I don't exactly know who these dudes are with,

but, yo, you gotta meet my people, son.

Very special group of individuals.

- Mm-hmm. - Know what I mean?

Yeah, all of them got mad skills, son.

I been--I been--I been tryin' to talk to you

about settin' something up underneath the Wu umbrella.

Know what I mean?

We've been callin' it the American Cream Team, son.

Yo, where Ghost at?

I mean, he doin' his thing.

So... what's he been doing?

I hope he been takin' some time to relax.

Nah, he got a lotta shit going on, son.

Well, is he upstairs maybe?

Hey, what kinda shit?

Ghost don't answer to nobody, son.

Come on, man, it's Cuban Linx time.

- Oh. - Come on, baby.

We stars now.

I mean, the only person that knows

what he doing is him and the woman he with that night.

Know what I mean? Come on, son.

No disrespect to Rie.

Yeah, put that down. Put that down.

You had--you had way too much.

Yo, Vine's back. What's up, man?

Yo, how was the jean-short L.A. honeys?

Nah, I wouldn't say I had much time for all that.

Yo, you and RZA been gone for a long time.

Shit, bet y'all got a whole operation set up now.

You know what I'm saying?

Yo, heard you met with Tommy Mottola.

You meet Mariah? - Mm, nah.

I barely had time to see her, but Tommy, you know, was cool.

Cool, cool, cool, cool.

All right, so, I mean, y'all up and running now.

No, we still in the setup phase.

Hey, yo, you, uh-- you seen Ghost?

Nah, Ghost ain't been around much.

Might wanna check his room or something.

All right. Peace, peace.

- Good seein' you, Vine. - Yeah, good to see you, too.

Hey, Cap. Hey, Vine.

Yo don't go far, okay? We need to talk.

- Word, word. - All right?

Man, is you fuckin' for real?

I make tighter turns'n that in real life.

Why can't this race car motherfucker?

Hey, Ason.

Yo. - What up, baby?

Hey, I'ma be back for you.

Check this out--I got somethin' real nice, okay?

You got me? Yes, I got you.

Fuck, yeah, dude, I'd love to hear more.

Excuse me?

Ahh.

Hunter, Dirty's manager.

Nice to finally meet you. - Hold up. Dirty's what?

Yeah, man, dude got some big-ass idea.

He's gonna help me, you know, control my own destiny.

Yeah.

By the way, this mansion is rad, bro.

You can shoot a porn up in this bitch.

A'ight.

Dirty as I was sayin' I'll be back for you.

All right?

Well, uh... Come find me.

Got a lot to catch up on.

Got him.

Ha ha! - 'Bout to blow back

the world trade! - That's my man.

Ha ha!

Ghost.

Yo, Ghost.

Yo, yo.

If you have a second...

Yeah, do you--are you sure that Ghost knows

he's supposed to be here? I'll look into it,

but he's definitely aware of the meeting.

Geffen called again. Can I put you on?

No, tell them that I'm in a meeting.

Oh, I kinda told 'em that you were available.

Sorry.

Put them on.

Hello.

How are the Hamptons treating you?

Hey, Divine.

Let's get right into it if you don't mind.

We're halfway through the fall quarter,

and we really, really need an update on this album.

I'll check in on it, but to put you at ease,

they don't call GZA Genius for nothing.

It'll be worth the wait.

We've been understanding for years,

but our bosses are out of patience.

We're gonna need an answer today,

or Legal may get involved.

I'll talk to GZA immediately,

and then I'll hit you back, okay?

Thanks, Divine.

Let's get a Wu album out before the year ends.

Yo, who left the door open?

My man, pick that up.

Hey, yo. Excuse you.

The fuck are you suckin' your teeth at?

Yo, peace, cousin.

Peace, peace.

Hey, yo, you playing against yourself?

Nah, I'm playin' RZA over the phone--

one move a day.

Oh, that's a long time for one move, know what I mean?

Doesn't always feel like enough, huh?

Hmph.

Hey, um...

so have you-- have you seen Ghost?

Nah, if I seen Ghost,

you know his ass'd be in the studio.

Uh, you haven't, um...

heard about him... meeting with other labels or...

Uh-uh, I ain't hear from Ghost in a minute.

But I'm pretty sure they checking for him

after that Cuban Linx album, though.

That shit was--he threw some darts on that shit, yo.

Yeah.

No, he did.

So... not to put pressure on your process,

but, look, Geffen's getting a little antsy.

So have you thought about setting up

a recording schedule for yourself or--

No, check this out.

You know, I can give you-- - Divine, I'm finished.

I mean, the only thing I'm missin' now

is just the verses from the Clan, son.

Yo, cousin. That is--Oh, my God.

That is fuckin' terrific.

A'ight! Uh, so let's brainstorm.

Yo, check this out. Dirty upstairs.

So why don't you grab him? - Dirty?

I been tryin' to get him down here, son.

You know how long it took Dirty to get in the studio

for his own album?

Exactly. - Yeah.

I been tryin' to call Hunter, get him down here.

Whoa, hol--hold-- who is that motherfucker?

- His fucking manager. - His manager?

He was a club promoter.

You ask me, he's a janky-ass nigga.

But...

Dirty like him, god, so...

Well, he ain't a nigga. He a cracker, my man.

He's something.

Hey, Deck's here, too. You should record with him.

He's always ready.

Bet.

It's crazy RZA ain't here.

I mean, he used to lose his shit

if someone was in his studio without him.

Know what I mean?

Yeah, he been pretty lax with the Clan about that.

Hey, y'all, I'ma need y'all to clear out.

Clear out. Let's go.

Hey, you ain't got no more quarters, so...

Come on.

Hey, baby.

Are you on your way? People'll be here soon.

Hey, uh, look, I'm gonna be a little later than I thought,

but I-I still got plenty of time to celebrate.

Can't believe she's turning one.

We can't wait to see you.

Gigi's been saying "dada" all day.

Wrap up whatever you gotta do already.

See soon, baby.

♪ Streets, 'cause military police ♪

♪ Poppin' niggas in the back ♪

♪ And Mama cryin' for peace, they be treatin' Blacks...♪

Hey, I've been lookin' all over for you, dude.

I need you to sign off on-- - Okay, not really the time.

Hey, my man, let me get that chair real quick, okay?

Thank you.

Ason... Ason.

Listen. Yo, I got-- - Fuck!

I got some good news, right?

Remember you were saying you wanna be

on some high-profile shit, right?

Hey, if this about work, just find my manager, son.

He somewhere in this motherfucker.

Hey, yo!

You're gonna be on a song

with Mariah fuckin' Carey.

- Word? - Yeah.

Yo, you remember you used to sing "Visions of Love"

all falsetto in your grody-ass shower.

Mariah?

Yeah, Mariah.

Nah, I'm cool, son.

That ain't me.

Where that gal, yo?

Hey, yo, 11 number-one hits, huh?

More than Stevie Wonder.

And she only been in the game, what... what, five years?

Yo, Dirty, this chamber changes your whole career.

Know what I mean? - Hey, yo, if anybody

gonna be singing on a record, it's gon' be me.

Ason, this is Mariah Carey we are talking about.

Come on, "One Sweet Day,"

"All I Want for Christmas Is You,"

my nigga, "Hero."

What the fuck? Is this controller broke or something?

Hey, man, are you even listening to me?

Hey, yo, I told you-- talk to my manager, son.

What's wrong with you, man?

Dirty, why do you need a manager?

Especially this corny-ass motherfucker?

RZA and I got you. You know that.

We family.

We care about you, all right?

Now, if everyone is on the same management,

it streamlines things for the group.

You the biggest Wu motherfucker out there.

Now, I know you don't wanna fuck with the plan.

You know what I'm saying?

I gotta go take a shit, son.

Wait. You serious? Right now? Yeah.

I think it's the pâté.

Ace Ventura, remember?

You want one?

If you don't get the fuck outta my face,

I swear to fucking God, I am gonna--

All right.

I got next.

Yo, brothers, y'all seen Ghostface?

No.

Anybody seen Ghostface Killah? No?

W-Winter Coat, Winter Coat, you seen Ghostface Killah, huh?

Look, I don't care if it's Hilfiger.

It looks ridiculous when it's hot out.

Yeah, whateva.

Fuck!

Oh, you're finally calling me back.

Sorry. You know, I'm having one of those,

uh, 24-hour type days.

I'm calling about Ghost. Where he at?

That's why I'm calling.

I barely seen him.

He said he's been busy handling business.

Word? What kind of business?

He, uh, he say anything about labels?

I don't know if he thinks I'm stupid.

Well, how has he been, like, attitude-wise?

He's been distant, with Infinite, too.

And he's got side girls. I'm at peace with it,

But I'm asking you--

is this someone serious I need to be worried?

Rie, it might not be none of that, you know?

Has he said anything else about--

Yo, can you--can you please

quiet Infinite down for a second?

That's not how it works, Divine.

Toddlers don't just turn off. Not that you would know.

You barely even see your kid.

I'm trying, okay? Chill out, Rie, please?

If you just would listen-- No, I thought

the whole point of this was for the family.

Yo, I gotta go. He's here. I thought we wer--

What up, son?

Yeah, it's been too long.

Like, I missed New York, but, see, it was worth it.

This Razor Sharp deal is gonna be great for you.

Word.

Yeah, I'm just gonna walk you through a few things.

Let's start with sales, right?

So you get seven points per sale,

but there are no deductions on publishing

if you're unrecouped, right? - Hey, yo, hey, yo, Vine,

Vine, I-I can't talk about this shit right now.

What do you mean you can't talk about this shit?

This is the whole reason for you coming out here, D.

What'd I just say, son? Don't disrespect me, god.

Okay, uh...

well, is there--is there, like, an issue?

Hmm?

Yeah, Deck.

Soo!

Tell me that shit don't sound nice, G.

Teamwork make the dream work.

Yo, what's up with you lately, god?

You seem type light today. - Yeah.

I been hustlin' so hard, man.

Sometimes I'm like, is shit even gon' pay off?

Oh, word.

I'm kinda stuck there, I guess,

but I know I'm ready for a solo deal

now that Razor Sharp Records is about to be a thing.

Yo, but, look, yo, check it.

You been making some hot shit, Deck.

That's the payoff.

Not signing to Razor Sharp Records, all right?

See what I'm saying?

I ain't trying to overthink it--shit just feel easy.

You know what I'm saying?

Yo, get your ass in there and dance, then, god.

Come on, son. Play that shit back.

We're gonna make some shit today, you heard?

Almost everyone is here.

She keeps checking out the presents.

No idea how she knows they're for her, but she does.

Gigi.

We thought you'd be home by now.

Hey, babe, look, I'm sorry I'm not there.

There's been lots of little fires today.

You better be here

in time to help us blow out these candles.

Yeah, yeah. No, I'll be there.

I promise.

All right. Talk to you soon.

♪ By the Method Man Jeep ♪

♪ Divine can't define my style is so deep ♪

♪ Like pussy, my low-cut fade stay bushy ♪

♪ Like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine ♪

♪ Gut you like a blunt and reconstruct your design ♪

♪ I know you wanna dis me, but I can read your mind ♪

Hey, yo, nah, nah, hold on. Hold on, son.

Come spit that. Hold on, sweetheart, hold on.

Yo.

♪ Me and RZA Rob name printed in the tablet ♪

♪ Under vets, we earned our debts for mad years ♪

♪ Hibernate the sound, and then we out like bears ♪

♪ In Born Power, born physically, power speaking ♪

♪ The truth in the song be the pro-Black teaching ♪

Word. Word.

Yeah, you know, your verse was going blow like that?

Crazy. Cap.

Ha ha. Yeah, this Cappadonna.

Can I talk to you for a second upstairs?

All right, so, um...

Look, been meaning to talk to you

for a long time, okay?

Because listen, you-- you've been killing it.

I mean "Ice Cream" is one of Cuban Linx's biggest tracks.

And look at what just happened downstairs.

I mean, your first song, "Winter Warz,"

like, it, um-- it commands the room.

Know what I mean? - Word.

I mean, I'm trying to rap on more shit if you got the space.

Perfect,

'cause that's exactly what I wanna talk to you about.

We starting a new label with Sony,

and we wanna sign you.

Sign me? What you mean?

It means I pay you to write rhymes for a living.

Yeah, that sound honorable, but I don't know, man.

I just been rapping around the hood.

Y'all niggas got a whole nother hustle going on here.

No, no, no, no, no.

The hustle--the hustle is already over,

because Tommy Mottola thinks you're a powerhouse.

All right, Vine, I'll think about it.

All due respect, you gotta match what they paying me

down at my security job--

$450 a week, and don't bullshit me.

Okay, well, uh, we prepared to offer you, um...

700 for you to sign.

Hey, yo, this say $700,000, son,

not $700, Vine--

No, it doesn't.

Yo... Vine.

Brother, look at me.

There ain't no strings.

Take your time looking it over.

And how about this? You know, maybe--maybe get a lawyer.

Ain't no thinking this over.

My lawyer keep me outta jail, not in the recording studio.

Where the fucking pen, my nigga?

Give me some. - Come on, my nigga.

Yes! Yeah!

That's what I'm talking about.

Nah, dude keep it humble,

but I been telling him he was gonna big things,

know what I mean?

Word. So pull your glasses together for Cap, man.

You know what's going on. Yo, yo, yo.

Pour me another one, man. This drink's my shit.

Hey, yo, what we toasting to?

Cap just got signed to Razor Sharp.

I-I thought they was still setting up.

Divine can sign people already?

Are we not gonna sign a genius like Cap?

Word, word.

Cheers. Cheers.

- Cheers. - Word!

Razor Sharp. Yeah.

Mm-mm!

Good, son?

Rae spent how much? $14,000.

That's what I was telling you earlier.

I put the statement in your folder.

Yo, what the fuck is wrong with that guy?

Also, uh, Nia said they're almost ready

to have cake. It's 4:15. If you leave now--

Tell her--tell her that I'm--I'm leaving soon.

And send a messenger

for Cap's contract.

Hey, yo, son, where my check at, man?

I need to talk to you.

Yo, clear the room. - Nah, they my peoples.

This is my office.

Okay.

You need to pay your credit card.

The debt is obscene.

My card? This shit is for business.

That don't mean I pay for it.

I don't use it for personal shit, wha--

Stop breathing down my neck, son.

200 for Blockbuster?

For inspiration.

Mm. 500 for Claude's.

What is that-- the, uh, strip joint?

Hey, yo, why you inspecting my shit like you workin'

at Rikers Island or some shit, son?

Just-just-just explain something to me.

How the fuck do you spend $750

at a trash place like Red Lobster, huh?

I'm handling Wu-Tang business.

I'm not treating Beavis and Butt-Head

to fucking surf and turf.

Should I call you back? - Hold on a minute.

Listen to me.

If you wanna do anything on Wu-Tang's dime,

you just talk to me first.

I ain't payin'.

End a story.

Okay.

Okay, cute.

I'm just gonna take this motherfucking money

outta this check.

Or you know what? I'll do you one better.

How about we just stop payment.

Let's do that, okay? Copy that.

There ya go-- piece of paper for you.

What?

We have nothing more to discuss.

See, you used to be one of us.

Know what I mean? But now you care about these bills more.

Them white-boy executives got you showin' out.

Everybody know the truth, Vine.

You don't know what the fuck you doing.

Are Ghost and Dirty's contracts ready, too?

Ghost?

Hey. Open up already.

Tch.

Dirty.

Wake up. - Damn, son.

All right, look, we need to talk about Mariah.

Didn't I say go talk to my manager about that?

My man, I am not gonna be fucking with that clown, okay?

We're gonna talk about this until we can work it out.

So tell me...

what do you want?

Pssh.

All right.

I'll do it.

All right. All right.

Praise be. Thank you. Thank you.

I'm glad you came to your senses.

For a million dollars.

The-the-the fuck--the fuck is wrong with you?

A million dollars? Yo, I can't--that is--

I cannot get you a million dollars.

That is a ridiculous fucking number, know what I mean?

Okay, look, let me explain-- - D?

Rie?

Yo, what you doin' here?

Where is he at?

All right, I'm handling it.

Everything is gonna be all right.

He's upstairs in his room.

He won't open the door, but as soon as I can get him out,

I'll send him home.

Rie.

Rie, can you even hear me?

D, come on.

Look, I know you're in there.

Hey, yo, Rie, for real, for real, look,

I got some time-sensitive shit to be working out with Ghost,

so I can't be having this shit clouding up his mental.

So I just need you to, like, go home.

There are more important things in the world

than just business. - All right.

Just--[sighs] just give me, like, two hours.

Yo, Vine, can we talk?

No, man, I'm gonna find you later, all right?

Rie, listen to me--

Yo, later ain't gonna work for me, man.

Hmm.

I'm gonna be right back.

Come on, this way. I'll be right back.

Okay.

D, please. Come on.

Like, you know I'm not going anywhere, right?

I didn't drive a hour to Jersey

just to walk through the woods.

Yo, Cap deserved everything he got.

But if you signin' people, why you ain't come to me yet?

I mean, I ain't gonna hit you with demands or nothing.

We, uh--we gonna get you signed, okay?

It should only be a couple of months.

Yo, you always telling me to wait.

I never complain, always show up--

a loyal soldier.

I trust you.

And you finally get a opportunity in your control,

and you pass me up again?

Yo, you been bullshitting this whole time.

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

Look, look, Deck--look, I know you deserve this,

but, um, unfortunately, Tommy Mottola--

he specifically asked for Ghost and Cap.

- It's your fucking label. - It is not my label yet, okay?

Not yet.

Look, I think you're incredible.

I really do.

Your verses are some of the best.

They--they're fucking top tier.

The executives should be knocking down your door.

I don't know why they aren't.

That's what a solo album is for.

They give you a chance.

Yo, I'd kill if I had a--

I know I'd kill if I had a chance.

If you--if you just trust me, then I won't let you down.

You don't even sound like us no more.

You care about Tommy

and your new friends.

And the people who brought you up--

No, no, no, my brother. God, god, listen to me.

I'm here for you.

You only here

'cause RZA put his family in charge.

Yo, Deck, Deck, Deck, come back here.

Come on, let's-- let's talk about this, okay?

Deck, let's talk about this.

Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink!

Drink, drink, drink!

Oh, damn! Damn! Oh!

Oh, man.

Me and Buddha Monk just drank a Frisbee fulla beer.

Ha. Guess how many beers fit in a Frisbee.

Guess.

Hey, man,

I know it's awkward with me being Dirty's manager,

but I think that Mariah remix sounds bitchin', bro.

Smart move, actually, with the R&B and the hip-hop blending.

Let's be real with each other.

Dirty can be difficult sometimes,

but I can jam with Dirty on it.

That's cool with you, right?

Knock yourself out.

Four beers fit in a Frisbee.

What?

Um, I need to flag Dirty's credit card.

Things are out of control.

Fuck, that's probably why he's asking me for a million.

No, it's--

Hello? H-h-hello?

Tch.

Yo, son, I ain't even know you was gonna be here.

Hey, P.

What up? - What up, god?

I'm glad you here, 'cause I got this idea I want to talk

to you I've been cooking up.

So, yo, so you know how the Wu Wear inserts

did so well on the Cuban Linx?

Yeah.

I'm thinking we do it for all our Razor Sharp joints.

Yeah. No, that sounds good.

Um, but, uh, I-I'll talk to you later, okay?

Later? What you mean later? We talking right now.

No, see I gotta take this.

Yeah, but this shit's got to be planned far in advance,

or it's fire after fire.

This is a priority,

and you been hard to get ahold of lately.

What's going on with that? - Okay. Okay.

What's going on? - Listen, listen to me, um...

I'll talk to my assistant, and then we'll set something up.

Fuck your assistant.

We ain't doing shit that way. We talking.

Nigga, we'll talk about this later, a'ight?

All right, nigga.

Holla at me when you get some fucking time, nigga.

Sorry about that. Talk to me.

There's another card on Dirty's account

under someone else's name.

They've charged $27,000 to it,

and it's been going up all day.

A new charge literally just popped up.

$200 to Papa's Shorefront Pizza.

What's the name on the card? Some guy named Hunter.

Look, I don't know what the fuck you thinking you're--

Dirty's in, my dude.

He'll want 50 thou, but he's in.

How'd you do it?

He didn't really want to do it at first,

but I was like, it's Mariah, dude.

She got more hits than Stevie Wonder

in just the last five years,

and her fan base is so loyal, it's so stupid.

When you think of the royalties on that song alone,

it'll probably make, like, three mil just...

Long run.

And her ass is amazing.

You know, I told him all that.

- Great minds think alike. - Right.

So, um, I heard about Dirty's statement.

How about you tell me how you're planning

on paying that off by the end of the month?

You know, how about I throw you a bone?

We'll call it even Stevens

for the deal that I just worked out.

It's, uh--it's $27,000.

Oof.

Well, I guess that's the cost of doing, uh, business.

That's cool with you, yeah? - No.

No, that's absolutely not cool.

Oh, tits.

Bummer.

Well, since I'm part of the team, we work together.

If I'm not part of the team, then, um...

How about...

how 'bout I go ahead and pay this off for you, huh?

That works for me.

Yeah?

Hey, my man, get up.

Geez. 'Scuse me.

Talk to me.

I have Geffen on the line.

Oh, fuck.

They can't go two seconds without needing an update?

Should I tell them you'll return?

No, no, just-- just put 'em on.

Hey, Divine,

it turns out some of our executives

wanna head out early for a long weekend,

so we're gonna need that update sooner.

Hey, listen, I got-- I got some great news.

GZA's album is almost ready.

You'll have it by next week, huh?

Hey, that's fantastic.

We'll let Marketing know.

Wonderful. Wonderful. I'll talk to you later.

All right.

When you slide this up, the tempo gets faster,

but when you slide it down,

you know what that mean-- it get slower.

That's what I was trying to tell you.

G, I need to talk to you.

All right, look, uh, I know you want

everybody on your album,

but getting the brothers to work together

is impossible right now.

So you gotta turn this in.

Yeah, it's--it's hard, but it's not impossible.

Yo, I'm gonna be real with you.

But, um, Geffen is pissed, all right?

So we cannot afford to wait any longer.

We're all gonna get bigger, right?

Which means more ego,

more shit pulling us in different directions.

But we grew up together, yo.

Shit, Vine, o-our moms grew up together.

We ain't never gonna have relationships

like that again.

And you know when we come together,

the music is-- that shit is real.

It's raw. It's irreplaceable.

My album might be the last time

we could pull that shit off, yo.

But, see, it is not a Wu-Tang album, okay?

It is a Genius album.

And, look, my brother, I know you got some genius rhymes.

That's all you need right now, huh?

I-I need the whole Clan, Divine.

G. G, no, you gotta work with me, cousin, okay?

I need the whole Clan.

Yo.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

We're not done, okay?

Hey, yo, I thought I told you get the fuck out, please.

Don't know how polite I need to be.

Tommy tried to reach you.

He had lunch with someone from Virgin who loves Ghost.

They're gonna put the pressure on.

Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

Do we know--do we know what it looks like, hmm?

I mean, do they have anything scheduled?

I don't have an answer for that.

You better find Ghost now. - Um...

And Nia called.

They already blew out the candles and had cake.

It's 5:49 now. This party ends at 7:00.

Hey, te-tell Nia that I'm-- that I'm gonna be late, okay?

Motherfuckers, fucking move!

God damn it! Look at me again!

God damn it!

Uh...

shit.

Um, look, I got something for my daughter.

Can you--can you send someone over here to get it for her?

You want me to send a messenger to Jersey,

then to Staten Island?

Just--just buy a--

Get her something from FAO Schwarz, okay?

What does she like?

She, uh--she likes, uh, uh...

...the fucking door down!

Open it, G! [pounding on door]

Uh, b-b-buy her everything that you can for $1,000, okay?

Yeah, thank you.

Open the door!

D! Stop fucking playing with me!

You see this shit? Open the door!

God damn it, Rie. Calm the fuck down, huh?

Calm down.

D!

Oh, you pretendin' to be asleep?

Wake up!

Wake up, D.

D!

D?

Oh, shit.

Red tops moving up the block.

Call a doctor right now.

- Kay, I'm on it. - Now!

I'm on it. I'm on it.

[whispering Oh, baby. It's gonna be okay.

Yo, Vine, the door's closed?

- Well... - Sss...

Rie broke that shit, but don't worry.

No one's coming in.

Hey, what you tell 'em out there?

I don't want nobody knowing nothing.

That he's your lawyer, and y'all discussing business.

How long have you been having these headaches?

I don't know. About--

I don't know. A couple years, a couple years.

A couple years?

This Jamaican lady--

she be giving me shit, you know, for it that work...

sometimes.

Mr. Coles, I recommend you take more tests,

but I think there's a strong chance you might be diabetic.

Man, yo, Vine, you payin' for this scam?

'Cause I-I ain't giving this motherfucker a dime.

Sir, let's just talk about this downstairs, okay?

Pshh. Fucking shit-ass...

Thank you for coming so quickly.

We'll, uh--we'll make sure that he follows up.

He has to come see me in clinic soon.

If he hadn't waited this long,

it may not have gotten to this point.

Tell Rifkind thanks for sending you over.

Hey, yo, I'm Ghostface Killah.

I ain't no weak-ass motherfucker

that get the sugar.

I just got to-- I just got to keep moving.

You know what I mean?

I can't--I can't let this make me soft.

Then the music is gonna be soft.

Fuck the music.

It's about your health.

Baby, getting through this will only make you stronger.

There ain't no one else like you.

I thought you were away

because you were spending all that time with that girl.

What girl?

Whatever her name is.

Karina.

Come on, Rie, you can't be serious.

I stopped thinking about that girl months ago.

Yo, she went to L.A. or something and...

studying dance or some shit.

Maybe it was Miami Beach or something.

I don't even know. I don't remember, for real.

For real.

Okay.

But I'm gonna make you that appointment.

I'll go...

for you.

But you gotta come with me.

That's a deal.

Not just for me-- it's for our family,

for Infinite.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Whoa. You really cleanin' out your stuff, huh?

Yo, I'm outta here, man. Give my room to

any one of these motherfuckers around here.

Oh, come on, you really want of Hunter's people

fucking around in your room?

No, they'll probably puke all over your shit.

Know what I mean?

For real, yo.

Hey, come on. Come on, let's talk about this.

I know I can do better for you, and I will.

Word is bond, god.

Deck. Deck.

Wai--

Nia. Nia, I know.

Don't tell me you're still there.

Okay, I know it's hard right now,

but if this Razor Sharp deal will go,

our lives will change, okay?

We could have a-a fucking mansion by the beach, hmm?

Since when did you wanna do that?

All right.

Is your parents still there? Yeah.

All right, well, tell them I'll see them soon.

What's the point? The party's over.

I just put Gigi to bed. - Nia. It--

I gotta go. [click]

Yo.

Yo, how's he doing?

He's better.

Yeah, I'm a'ight,

now that you stopped playing drums on my door

with your little crazy ass.

Hey, look, D, I'm, um...

You know what? I-I really shouldn't have gone so hard.

I had no idea that you were dealing

with what you were dealing with.

And I was just, you know, too busy trying to get

you signed before someone else did and--

What you talking about?

Well, I-I thought you were taking meetings.

Yeah, I mean, a couple people called and all that,

but I ain't wasting my time.

I always knew where I wanted to sign.

Matter of fact,

where the contract at

right now? SHURRIE: Yeah.

All right, no, I got you. I got you.

Right.

I mean, since you want to do it now...

All right, just, um-- just sign right there.

Mm-hmm.

And it's official.

Oh, all right.

Bong-bong! Know what I mean?

All right, let me-- let me--let me get out of here.

- Please. - Yo, tell Gigi

I said happy birthday.

Yeah, yeah. No, I-I will.

Um, all right, thank you.

Thank you.

- All right. - Love you.

I love you, too.

Rest, okay?

Yeah, no. I got all three contracts--

Dirty, Cap, and Ghost's.

Yeah, let Tommy know that they're comin'.

Okay. The messenger should be there any minute.

Ah, yeah, it's here.

Okay! - Eat up, 'cause it's on me.

Yes, sir! PERSON: Oh!

Pepperoni. Veggie.

Oh, you can see the sauce through the cheese.

That's good, son.

When they do too much with the toppings,

you know I don't trust that shit.

You gonna inspect this shit,

or you gon--you gon' eat it, son?

Who you talkin' to? - Yo.

I have Geffen for you.

Course you do.

They said since the album is ready next week,

there's a lot to catch up on--

marketing, cover art, release dates, shipping, press.

Tell 'em...

T-tell 'em, um...

Tell 'em I'll call 'em back.

Copy that.

Hey. Hey, yo.

Just checking in.

How's the birthday party?

Yeah, it's nice.

But you know how it is at that age.

I mean, she won't even remember.

Word.

Well, she's got a good father.

Hey, how'd it go at the mansion?

You get everything you wanted?

Yeah, I got everything I needed.

Um, all right, thanks for callin'.

You know, I got to get back to Gigi.

Get on the line!