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-(shouts)

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-Previously on Empire...
-I'm gonna help you

-get out of here.
-Someone confessed
to the robbery.

-So Quincy's getting out?
-(laughs): Yeah!

I'm not here to talk about all
your past daddy issues, Jeff.

-I am here to talk
about my future.
-So Empire's data mining?

He's selling it
to law enforcement.

"256 Mercer."

Your name is on the deed
of trust.

-You a bird, Tee.
-Get out of my way.

-Where you going?
-Don't stand over my son
like that.

-Stop it!
-Everything we did was a lie!

All of our relationship
is a lie!

Give me my son back!

Tata, Tata, look what I found.

-Bella, put it down.
-Right here.

-Put it down, baby.
-Give it to Grandma,
Bella, please.

-(gasps)
-TIANA: Put it down, baby.
Don't...

-No, no, no, no, no.
-No, no, no. Give it to Grandma.

-HAKEEM: Bella, come here.
-TIANA: Put it down, baby.

Bella, get over here right now.

COOKIE:
Give it to me, baby.

Everybody just, just be quiet.

-(shushes)
-TIANA (whispers): Bella.

LUCIOUS (quietly):
Hey, baby.

* Twinkle, twinkle

* Little star

* How I wonder what you are

* Up above

* The world so high

* Like a giant in the sky

(sighs)

* Twinkle, twinkle

* Little star...

-Oh, God.
-* How I wonder what you are.

*

(Tiana sighs)

I let myself get pulled
in so many different directions

-that I almost let...
-No, no, no, no.

Come here, come here,
sweetheart.

No, this is not
your fault, okay?

And it is not your fault, Bella.

(sighs)

If anything,
we tried to sell y'all

on that "ride or die" stuff,
treating y'all like y'all

were some kind
of Cookie and Lucious 2.0.

LUCIOUS:
This whole thing got me feeling

like it's all my fault.

I practically raised y'all
around guns,

and I've been strapped
since I was 12 years old, son.

Can you imagine, in the sixth
grade, having a gun?

I just think I need to be
by myself right now.

Boy, sit your ass down.

I'm talking to you.

Now, I carried out of necessity.

Me and your mama,
we lived that life

so that you and your brothers
wouldn't have to.

But as it turns out,
everyone in our family

got blood on their hands
except you, Hakeem.

Which means, man, it's time
for me and your mama

to really think about
some of the karma

that we got coming to us.

But it's not too late for you
to pull yourself together.

COOKIE:
We were so wrong.

Just wrong.

Ride or die is a lie.

It traps you in absolutes
when the truth is,

we grow and we change and need
different things along the way.

(sighs) What you need to do
is take care of you...

...and Bella and Prince.

Let Hakeem do Hakeem.

This family is busy taking

one step forward
and two steps back.

(sighs)

LUCIOUS:
Clean your house, son.

It doesn't have to become
a vicious cycle,

unless you make it one.

But you got to keep
moving forward, okay?

And just...
maybe Hakeem will catch up.

You hear me?

Mm-hmm.

Babe, what the hell?
Come on back to bed.

I'm just finishing
the final cut.

Mal, everything your dad
gave me about

Kingsley's data mining
has checked out.

Getting involved in Lyon family
drama is not smart.

So if you're trying to impress
my dad, please don't.

Ah, I'm not doing this
for your dad-- get off me.

You're going after
his enemy's jugular, homie.

I'm just following
where the story leads.

Of course I want
your dad to like me,

but I'm also a journalist.

Mm-hmm.

Empire has been selling

its users' data
to the highest bidder.

Jeff Kingsley has been allowing
law enforcement to track

and follow Empire XStream
customers without a warrant.

This is a huge breach
in public trust.

You're cute. And you're right.

Can you, uh, finish saving
the world and come back to bed,

-please?
-One second.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa.
-Please.

-(computer whooshes)
-There.

-World saved. Okay?
-World saved.

Now what exactly
were we fighting about?

It's a two bedroom condo,
Mr. Thomas Crown Affair.

Look, we just dodged
a bullet, literally,

and you want to sit up here
and argue

over 2,000 square feet
right now? Please.

Yeah, but you and me, we got,
we got things we need to fix.

Damn right we got things
we need to fix.

You know, all this craziness

is because no one
in this family feels secure.

And we won't until
our future is secure.

Until LFM is secure.

Wait, so you and me,
we just about money now, right?

Ugh, Lucious, I love you, okay?
You know that.

But love don't pay
the bills, man.

(chuckles)
And until our future is secure,

we got to be all
about the money. Okay?

So that means landing
label deals and sponsorships

for all of our artists.

Because if we don't, Lucious...

-(sighs)
-We lose everything.

Yes.

Baby, I'm sorry.

Mm-hmm.

It's just all this Kingsley,
knocking down everything...

Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm.

Please, please don't mention
his name to me again.

Lucious, I need you
to focus on this showcase.

Can you do that for me? Please.

(Cookie moans)

GISELLE:
So here's how I see it, Jeff.

I run Empire,
or tomorrow's front page

tells the world about
the littlest Lyon cub.

-Eldest.
-Oh, sorry.

I don't like to be blackmailed,
but I've got to give it to you.

You've opened my eyes
to exactly what the two of us

would be capable of together.

These are a lot of words, Jeff,
and I just need one.

Yes or no.

Yes.

With a caveat.

Be my co-CEO.

Ha.

I've laid a whole lot
of landmines around here,

and you are going to step
in all of them without my help.

But together, we can run Empire
and destroy Lucious Lyon.

Thick or thin.

Sink or swim.

Deal?

What's the company policy about
drinking champagne before noon?

("Jingle Bells"
playing on piano)

TERI:
Here we go.

And...

Welcome home, Quincy.

Wow.
(chuckles)

Oh, you got a tree.

That's right.

Merry Christmas, son.

It's not even Christmas yet.

TERI: Well, open it anyway.
It feels like it to me.

My son is home,
fully exonerated.

Thanks to you, Andre.

And the man who stepped forward
and admitted to the crime.

Now, you need to stop that.

I know what you did to help me,

I know what you did
to help my son.

And so, you need to hear this:

you are a blessing to us.

Open it, man.

(chuckles)

"Welcome home.

Anything. Anywhere."

Anything.
What do you want to do?

-Hot dogs, at the beach.
-(chuckles)

The beach? In December?

Yeah.

That sounds perfect.

And I have all of tomorrow off,
so we can make a full day of it.

Listen, I should, uh, get going.

Welcome home, soldier.

TERI: Why don't you
join us tomorrow?

I mean, I-I got a lot of work
to catch up on, but, um,

if you need anything,
you know, call me.

Thank you, Andre.

Yep. Later, Quince.

All right, man.

Come here, come here, come here.

Aw!
(laughs)

And make sure it's V.S.O.P.,
because we can't have people

complaining about
we had cheap liquor sponsors.

-Are you getting all of this?
-You see me taking notes?

Yeah, I don't see nothing.
I see that tree ain't finished.

What is all of this?

-Watch our boy do his thing.
-...the Empire.

Has the once African
American-owned Empire

become a law enforcement weapon
used to surveil

its black and brown customers?

Empire has been gathering
customer data:

user preferences,

spending habits,
even geo-tracking,

and selling it
to the highest bidder.

Tech companies have been selling
your info for over 20 years.

Their customers are usually
other companies

wanting to sell you something.

But after investigating
the shadow entities

paying top dollar for your info,

we have discovered Empire's
biggest client.

Law enforcement.

-Officials have been...
-Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Damn, why it got to be po-po?

And if you're wondering
who's responsible,

Silicon Valley superstar,

recently-appointed CEO of Empire

and the mastermind
behind the whole operation...

Jeff Kingsley.

Kingsley, a graduate
of Stanford University

and right-hand man
to Kelly Patel...

-Bye, bitch!
-(all laughing)

That's what he gets
for putting my music in a vault.

Yeah, and y'all can thank
my fiancé, mine.

-Yeah, yeah, he did his thing.
-All right.

-He did it.
-So are we all happy now?

-Yeah, it's a start.
-What you mean, it's a start?

It's a finish.
That's the end of that chapter.

The end, okay?
We're starting a new one.

LFM Management, okay?

And hey, aren't you
supposed to be at rehearsal?

-We're having a Lyon moment.
-No, you standing up here

drooling at the TV, at him,
like a bobblehead.

Oh, come on.

Get your big bubblehead-ass
out of here.

-We was having a good time, man.
You're just a buzzkill.
-Daddy...

You know what?
You can keep shoving food

in your fat piehole.

That's sexy.
Nubby leg and a fat gut.

-Keep talking, see what happens.
-What you say?

-Nothing.
-Mm-hmm.

Now, I want,
I want you to just focus.

(reporters clamoring)

I don't know what's worse:

the data mining or selling
customer info to the government.

I had nothing to do with this.

This is entirely Lucious Lyon.
His son is shacked up

with this hack reporter
that ran the story.

Save it. This little sideshow is
now damaging the parent company.

I've got brand partners
jumping ship

like it's sinking and on fire.

All I need to know is which one

of you is gonna
fall on their sword.

GISELLE:
First thing is damage control.

I'll have publicity

draft a letter
that I will deliver myself.

Can you have media relations
increase bandwidth

-on your end?
-Yeah. What do you need?

Oh. I need
your entire press corps.

What do you have to say?

When I find the person
responsible for this,

I will bring you his head
on a platter. I swear.

You better.

Let's go.

CHOREOGRAPHER: Okay, here we go.
So let's take it from the top.

-With some attitude, ladies.
-BROOKE:
No, they keep messing up.

That's how I've been doing it.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One... No, no, no.

-I need you to start upstage...
-Eight. Five, six,

-seven, eight.
-(snaps fingers)

Get it together. Fix it.

-You don't have to...
-He's telling me...

CHOREOGRAPHER:
Five, six, seven...

(light crashes)

-(people gasping)
-MAN: Sorry about that.

If another one of you chumps

drop another light fixture,
just-just drive me back

to prison, 'cause I'm gonna
commit mass murder up in here!

No, you're not, 'cause I'm
not putting on no gorilla suit

to get your crazy ass out.

-Give me a kiss.
-MAYA: Okay,

let's-let's try it again.
Try it again.

You finished stomping
on Kingsley?

Can I have your attention now?

-I am all yours.
-Well, look here, I'm trying

to get these left-footed
knuckleheads into shape,

but as you can see...
(chuckles) none of them

can find the beat if it
was taped to their asses.

-Can I just have a second?
-Ow!

Damn it, you stepped

-on my bunion, Carlito!
-MAYA: Carlito, again,

it's your other left.

Let's just... let's
just start from the top. Here.

Yeah, start from the damn top.

COOKIE:
Now, see that spot over there?

The empty spot?
That's where your youngest son

is supposed to be,
but he decided to be a no-show.

(indistinct chatter)

-Ugh. My fourth
pain in the ass is here.
-Ma.

-I said no.
-"Loving You Is Easy"

is a ten times better song
than this one.

Yeah, it's smooth, it's sexy,

but it's not a showstopper.

Dad, can you please talk
to wifey, please?

-Boy.
-Okay, my fiancé

literally did a solid
for this family, and I'm

just trying to sing a song
for him. Like, can I live?

You could sing all the songs
to Kai you want to,

after the showcase.

-Jump in anytime, nubby.
-Wait, what do you
expect me to say?

And "nubby"?

COOKIE: Why don't you
get up there and talk

that Shaka Zulu-meets-Malcolm X

mumbo jumbo you be preachin'?

LUCIOUS: Nah, I think you got
this one, baby. I'll be back.

Bye. Listen here, listen here!

(sighs):
All right, y'all...

you're about to step
into the big time.

Now you got to impress
the big check-signers.

The re check-signers.

Nike's gonna be in the house.
Apple. Live Nation.

Look, you are performing
for your future.

Okay? What you do
on that stage tomorrow night

will define
the rest of your life.

Yeah, well...
where's your man Hakeem at?

Ain't he supposed to be
listening to this speech, too?

You got commentary, Devon?

-I'm just sayin'.
-See, that's what's wrong
with you celibates.

You got all this pent-up energy.

Why don't you put it
in your performance

and make this count?

How about that?

Come on!
Get back to rehearsing!

Here we go. From the top.

And five, six, seven,

-eight.
-(snaps fingers)

What's up?

Really don't think

you should be here
right now, Hakeem.

-I'm just here to talk to you.
-(sighs)

Look, Tee, on my kids,

Bella and Prince,

I'm sorry
for what I put you through.

I know you're sorry, Hakeem.

Look, I am, too.

But all this constant drama
and beefing and violence,

I just can't anymore.

Maybe we're not meant to be.
I don't know.

Maybe we're just not good
for each other, you know?

I know, but we got
to be there for our kids.

Regardless, Tee.

Well, look...

we may not be good together...

but we can be good
to each other.

(sighs)

Yeah. The kids deserve that.

They deserve two parents
that's gonna be there for them.

Let's be that.

Look, I can't.

I'm gonna get out of here.

There's blood in the water, Pop.

Empire is losing
strategic partnerships

with two major tech firms,
and that's just the beginning.

-No, no, no, no, no.
-(laughs)

I got calls
from a bunch of people

-(phone vibrating)
-that want to jump ship
from Empire

and-and swim over to our
little bitty boat right now.

-Oh, that's your girl?
-It's nothing, Pop.

The one you
won't introduce me to

that now you
ain't taking her calls.

What, she ain't important
no more?

She's important.

You know, she's got a son.
He's a good kid, you know.

They make me feel calm.

I'm not seeing a problem.

(sighs heavily)

Pop, being with me
puts a target on the backs

of anybody who gets too close.

You know,
maybe I'm cursed, right?

Teri and Quincy don't
deserve that, and, you know,

I-I probably don't deserve them.

You know? So...
And that's perfectly fine.

I mean, have you
ever stopped to think...

maybe you deserve
all of it, son?

I mean, I've watched you spend
your whole life trying to...

wrestle these demons
and put them in their place,

and you've...

been successful at times.

But that just makes you
a survivor.

It makes you like me, and...

we're Lyons, man.

Lyons don't just survive.

We thrive where
everything else perishes.

So if life is offering you
something good,

take it, accept it.

You deserve that, man.

Enjoy it.

* Man, I think ...
did it on purpose *

* I'm-a hit him
in the face on purpose *

* If I catch 25,
it was worth it *

* It was worth it... *

All right, watch this, man.

I'm about to take
your money right now.

* They give a ...
about a gun charge *

* Catch 1-3 and do the service

* ... round me
if you nervous *

Check out homie
at the door, dawg.

* I turned the roof
into a Lamb *

I'm good.
I ain't strapped today.

* I built a castle
from the sand *

-(clears throat)
-* My homie might die in...

You know...

before, you said you look at my
kids like they were your family.

I still do, man.

Almost lost my little girl.

* In the Lambo, hangin'
off the horse like Rambo... *

-("Silent Night" playing)
-Damn.

I'm sorry that happened, bro.

Look... I need you to know,

nothing ever happened
with me and Tee, Keem.

But I'm sorry I let
the diss track get out of hand.

I don't know how
to make that right, but...

whatever it is, I'll do it.

("Silent Night" instrumental
continues)

TERI (laughs):
I mean,

I know they're good,
but... four?

Look...

I'll save one for Andre.

ANDRE:
Just one?

-Ah.
-(chuckles)

Ha-ha!

Yo, man!

-Whoo.
-Man.

I'm gonna go and get some sodas.
You guys want anything?

I'm good, baby.

-Good?
-I'm good, man.

-All right.
-All right.
And wipe your lip, brah.

-Oh, thank you, man.
-(chuckles)

Hi.

(sighs)

Last time I came here...

was to say good-bye to my wife.

*

I thought that...

being alone and in the dark
was what I was meant to be,

it was...

it's what I deserved.

-Andre, you...
-And then you...

came wandering in
with this light...

...and I just want
to be near you.

I want that, too.

I'm a dangerous man, Teri.

That's not what I see.

What I need to know is,

are you willing to take the risk
of being around me?

Ugh. It feels more like
Santa's funeral in here,

or the funeral of one
of his dumb little elves.

One of his elves has nine lives,
and this isn't his last.

Ms. Williams.

-Come with us.
-What the hell's going on here?
-What?

Kingsley showed me what you did.

You've been working
with Lucious Lyon

to take advantage
of our customers.

What?

I have the e-mail chain
right here that proves it.

You set me up.

What are you talk-- Give me--
What are you talking about?

-What e-mails?
-Your things have
been collected.

-These men will show you out.
-My things?

-Come on.
-You could-- No, okay, f--
He's a liar.

-Ma'am...
-He is a liar! Y'all gonna

-get off of me!
Hey, he's a liar!
-Jeff...

Somebody call my mom!

-Becky.
-What you need to do

-is stop manhandling! No, no!
-Ma'am.

Get out.

What is going on?
Let me see that.

Sink or swim.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
No, no, no!

Pull it back just a little bit
so it stay in line.

-Lucious, we got to talk, man.
-Hey, man, I got two hours

-before this showcase.
-My man, my man. We got to talk.

What is it?

I just heard
through the Thirstvine,

Becky got bum-rushed
out of Empire.

Walked her right out
the front door.

You think Kingsley knows
she's been working for me?

No, no, Becky knows
how to cover her back,

and the keylogger I gave her
is untraceable.

Come on, you know she's not
the real target here.

-Yeah, he knows we go way back.
-Exactly.

So he's gonna try and pin
this whole data mining on her

-and say it was for me.
-Okay, now, look.

I will take care
of the Becky situation.

That's on me, all right?

I just got to make sure
you don't do anything

-to jeopardize this showcase.
-Showcase?

To hell with the showcase!
This is my reputation.

I've never dropped a dime
on anybody my whole damn life!

Nobody's talking about you...
It's not about dropping dimes,

it's about taking care
of business, man.

I've been trying you all day,
Mal. What's up?

-Hold on, give me a second.
-All right.

Babe, I'm sorry. It's been crazy
with this, all this.

How you doing?

-I'm sorry.
-Uh...

I got a call from a new source
who saw my Empire story.

He had a lot of new info
about your dad.

What'd he say?

Well, when Lucious was in charge

of Empire, he kept a dossier
on all of his artists,

and every single one
of those names

had been mixed up
in some kind of drama.

Domestic abuse, assaults,
drug trafficking.

-You know, the kind of drama
that kills careers.
-Yeah.

And your dad buried it all.

I mean, I know
that sounds awful now,

but back then, obviously, he was
just protecting his artists.

Yeah, but, Jamal,
what about the victims?

Who-who has their back, or...

What, it's okay that
we just bury this all?

Well, wait, I mean, if you...

if you look deeper in that
dossier, you'll see my name

next to "a drug addict."

Nobody knows what really
went down with that

except me and my family.

Just like you don't know what
really happened to those artists

or my dad or whatever they did.

The point is is that my family

certainly don't need
the noise right now,

so it's not like you can run it.

Okay, so you're asking me
to choose between what's right

and what's right
for your family?

You are my family, babe.

Mal, you know what...

you know what half-truths
and partial-truths can do.

I'm a victim of a partial-truth,
you know that.

-Truth conquers all, Jamal.
-Babe, it's not the same.

No, baby, listen to me.

-It's not the same.
-Jamal, listen to me.

I know myself,

and if I don't
release this story,

I'm gonna end up resenting you
for asking me to kill it.

Oh, my God.
I'm so sick of people

trying to make me choose
between my fam...

It's not the same. It's not.

Baby, give me the dossier.

You know I'm-a do
the right thing.

I'm gonna hold off
on the story for now, but, uh...

I think I need time to think
about our story.

Is that a joke?

No.

What exactly does that mean?

My producers want to talk about
giving me a permanent slot,

-in London.
-In London?

And I'm gonna go over there
and talk to them.

That's amazing.

I still don't know
what-what this is about.

Is this you leaving me?

Look, I just need a--
I need a break,

or-or a new perspective,
or-or just something.

I think we both do.

* Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo

* Zone, zone, zone,
zone, zone, zone *

* Where the love go?

So, no one's seen Lucious,
right? (chuckles)

Oh, no. You want me to call him?

What you think
I've been doing, Porsha?

Here. I can't wait
for his ass no more.

The show must go on, honey.

* The night is young though

* The diamonds still shine

* In the rough, ho

* Where the love go?

* Five, four, three, two...

-(cheering)
-Yes!

I love you!

Whoo!

Tonight marks
a new era in music.

-(cheering)
-Yes.

And that new era is defined
by a new wave of talent.

(cheering)

A new talent and a new way
to find that talent

and nurture it
and bring it to the public.

(cheering)

Ladies and gentlemen,
we are the Lyons.

(cheering)

And tonight, we are proud
to introduce to you our family.

(cheering)

*

* Ooh, yeah

* Empire

* Ooh, yeah

* Ooh, yeah

* Yeah

* My life flashes

* Ahead is my desertion

* His trigger finger makes me
contemplate if I deserve it *

* I'd be damned if my family
would take the hit *

* So be a man

* And step in front
of this angry man *

-* Without a purpose, yeah
-* Let's go *

* Tell me
this ain't a conclusion *

* My body can barely react

* I'm thinking
it's just an illusion *

* But the bullet
is telling me facts *

* 'Cause that's my girl,
and that's my kid *

* If they ain't breathing,
I ain't living *

* Can't express the feeling,
praying *

* Give me one more minute,
yeah *

* Lost all control
in the blink of an eye *

* Just a single thought
went across my mind *

* I'm asking, I'm begging

* I'm pleading
just for one more minute *

-* One more minute
-* What you say? Yeah *

* Eyes opened up,
no, it's not my time *

* Need to make a choice,
am I willing to fight? *

* I'm asking, I'm begging

* I'm pleading
just for one more minute *

-* One more minute *
-* One more minute

* Just one more minute, yeah *

* Just take me back

* So I can think
for 60 seconds *

* Back when I seen
inside Tiana's eyes *

-* She needs protection
-* Protection *

* Just take me back when
I was rapping *

* I could see perfection

* Take these fragments
out my lungs *

* So I can breathe
for 60 seconds *

* Pardon me, I don't get this

* Yeah, I get
that I'm not sinless *

* I ain't perfect,
and I understand *

* I could live life so
senseless, I don't get this *

* I don't get this

* I mean, what's
a prince without a princess? *

* What's a prince
without a princess? *

* It's worthless

* Lost all control
in the blink of an eye *

* Just a single thought
went across my mind *

* I'm asking, I'm begging,
I'm pleading *

* Just for one more minute

-* One more more minute
-* What you say? Yeah *

* Eyes opened up,
no, it's not my time *

* Need to make a choice,
am I willing to fight? *

* I'm asking...

Kingsley,
you know good and damn well

Becky had nothing to do
with any of that.

Giselle, I've seen the e-mails,
and you're in there, too.

-What the hell is your problem?
-I saw some stuff in there...

You're gonna try and turn me

-into some snitch?
-Oh, my God!

-I never snitch!
-Lucious, stop it!

Oh, my God, stop.
You're gonna kill him!

Lucious, please, don't do this!
He's your son.

He's your son!

Lucious, he's your son.

What are you talking about?

(groans)

GISELLE:
It's true.

His mother's in Lakewood now,
the rehab place.

You know her as White Tracy.

That's not possible.

You want to hit me again... Dad?

(monitor beeping steadily)

("It's Like That"
by Run-D.M.C. playing)

* Don't ask me,
because I don't know why *

* But it's like that,
and that's the way it is *

Look, you might want
to slow your roll, all right?

* People in the world
tryin' to make ends meet *

I know what I'm doing, Lucious.
We hanging out later?

Maybe.

I don't know yet.

* You want to compete

I'll catch you later.

* And that's the way it is

* Huh

What's up, Shine?

-What's good, bro?
-Chilling, man.

So, now you're hitting
White Tracy.

You trying to hit all the girls?

Shut up, Shine.

I'm just saying, man.

You need to get you one girl.
Lay off these chicks, cuz.

Well, I ain't found
that one yet, so that's a no.

-(scoffs)
-Let's roll.

(Lucious sighs)

Lucious.

(Tracy gasps)

Hey, Tracy.

It's been a long time.

(Tracy sighs)

I knew you'd come back, Lucious.

Come back? Uh...

I don't know
what you're talking about.

I mean, you know,
you and me, back in the day,

we hung out a few times,
but that was it.

Doesn't take more than that.

Look, I don't know what your
condition is, but there's no...

Look at him.

Please just look at him.

You can take a DNA test
if you want.

Just... look

in my baby's eyes.

Tell me he's not your son.

*

All right, go break a leg.
What happened to you?

-Did you fall
into a damn toilet?
-Look, baby,

-I really need to talk.
-I can't talk to you
right now, Lucious.

You know what I'm up against.

You didn't even have
the common decency

to call me back,
return my texts, nothing.

-I need to talk to you.
-Well, you will

talk to me at home
because the show is almost over.

* Ooh, ooh, ooh,
ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh *

-(cheering)
-HAKEEM: You know who it is.

* Ooh, ooh, ooh,
ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh *

HAKEEM:
The young prince.

* Ooh, oh, ooh-ooh *

* Okay, crown got my name on it,
bow to the Royal Prince *

* Started in the game and
right now I'm gonna finish it *

* Down but not limited,
pain is my benefit *

* When you take a Lyon out the
jungle this is what you get *

-* You get *
-* You're trying to ride
with the mob, yeah *

* Boy, you better get up
on your job, yeah *

* All that cappin' got to do it
from the side, yeah *

* Make sure you don't cross
the line when I slide, yeah *

* I've been bent,
but I'm unbroken *

* I got some regrets,
but I know where I'm going *

* 'Cause in the end,
it's never the end *

(in harmony):
* You know I'll get up

* And still come back for more

* I, I, I put it on the line

* Every dollar,
every dime, why not *

* I, I, I made it
through the fire *

* Came out on the other side

* Shout-out to my enemies,
know this ain't the end of me *

* Keep that same energy,
wonder why I'm winning *

* Aye-aye, aye-aye, aye-aye,
why not *

-* Aye-aye, aye-aye, aye-aye
-* Why not, ooh, ooh, ooh *

-* Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh *
-* Yeah

* Stop it,
no, you can't stop it *

-* Somos los padres...
-Look at this.

The curtain's not even closed
yet, and we already

got sponsorship deals
on the table

from Nike,
Live Nation and Apple.

How much are they talking?

$30 to $40 million.
I love you, Lucious.

* We be putting in the work and
now we're running the show *

(in harmony): * And when
we move, there ain't nothing *

* We can't do

* And y'all can't break us

* Shout-out to my enemies, know
this ain't the end of me... *

What are you doing here?

I have something to tell you
about Jeff Kingsley.

COOKIE: Everything I need
to know about Jeff Kingsley

can fit on one finger.
Guess which one.

I agree with you, Cookie.
I don't believe the accusations

he made against you
and Becky, Lucious.

You came all the way down here
to tell us that?

What if I told you I could have
him out of Empire for good,

and get you back
running the company you built?

Yes, because
while all this is cute,

I'm offering you the throne.

* Out of the ashes,
the star in the making... *

With me as co-partner.

Oh... (scoffs)

You might want
to think about it.

We'll think about it.

* Options, no hay no options

-* We got to pop this.
-(cheering)

Man, that was a crazy-ass plan
that Giselle had,

but it just might work.

Yeah, the question is,
do we want it to work?

Oh.

Look, we just built something
mean and lean

that can withstand any new
challenge in the music biz.

Yeah, or do we go back
and reclaim

what we spent 20 years
of our lives sacrificing for?

(Cookie sighs heavily)

So we got to choose between
our future and our foundation?

Says who?

Aren't you the same
one-legged wise man

I heard tell his son
he can have it all?

Well, why can't we?
Why can't we have it all?

Why can't we be the label

and the management company
to our artists?

We don't have the bandwidth,
baby.

Well, we can raise it.

With the money we rake in
tonight and...

...from this.

What's this?

(groans softly)

-You okay?
-Yeah.

That's...

$5 million.

You sold the condo?

(chuckles)

Did you make up
with your sister?

Oh, I didn't need
to talk to my big-mouth sister

to sell that condo.

Look, Lucious...

I'm all in with you.

Every step, every penny.

I don't know what to say.

Say we deserve it.
(laughs)

You know what?

Look.

There's something
I got to tell you.

-What?
-Now...
-PORSHA: You guys,

the song is over.
You two are up.

Okay, look, talk to me
when we get home, Lucious.

Come on,
let's go get what's ours.

(cheering)

(cheering and applause)

Thank you!

Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.

Thank you. Thank you so much

for making tonight
such a resounding success

for the LFM family

and our artists. You know what?
As a matter of fact,

I'm gonna bring up the "LF"
in the LFM-- our boys!

Come on up here!

You, too, Andre. Get up here.

Whoo!

Yes, my handsome babies.
That's right.

(cheering)

These three are why
we do what we do.

And I'm telling you,
ladies and gentlemen,

tonight is only the beginning.

-(cheering)
-Soon,

our family will have some news
to share with you,

and that news is going to take
the Lyon name to higher heights.

You have to consider...

Does that include every Lyon?

What?

Is that Kingsley?

(audience murmuring)

(singsongy):
Lucious,

do you want to tell them
or should I?

No. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Don't... don't answer.

Since a flare for the dramatic

seems to run in this family,
allow me the honors...

Dad.

(Kingsley chuckles)

Yeah, you heard it here first.

Lucious Lyon is...

-my father.
-(audience gasping)

You've all heard the story about
when Cookie met Lucious, right?

But have you heard the one
where Lucious met my mother,

got her knocked up,
hooked on crack,

and then left her to have me
and raise me on her own?

Bet you didn't.

-He's lying, Pop.
-No. Stop, son.
-No.

You're gonna be Mommy's
little man today, okay?

Today's the day
you're gonna meet your daddy.

Go on.

Jamal, give me the car.

LUCIOUS:
Who is it?

Hey.

Tracy? What are you doing here?

I don't sling out of my house.

Uh, no. Yeah, I know.
I-I figured. I mean,

you know, you were going places.

No, I've been to rehab.

Then with my grandparents.

Good for you.

Um, look, like I said,
I don't,

I don't sling out of my house.

What-what do you need?

Um, Jeffrey-- this is my son.

Jeffrey, honey, come on.

Come and say hi to...
Lucious Lyon.

Good-looking kid.
Hey, man, how you doing?

Like I said, that's not
what I do from here.

Look, if you need something,

Bunkie's still
a couple blocks away.

He'll take care of you,
you know. Just...

Just give him this
and tell him...

tell him
it's for old time's sake.

-And I'll look after... Hey.
-COOKIE: Lucious, who is it?

No, baby. Cook...
Now I got to go.

Ain't nobody.

Don't come here.

-Lucious?
-(door slams)

Okay. Hey.

Let's go.

That was the last day
I saw my mother sober, Lucious.

So while your other kids

were playing
with their little Tonka trucks,

I was left to be
my mom's dirty little secret.

Dad, this can't be true.

I've spent my whole life

trying not to hate you.

Dad, you need to say something.
You need to say something now.

You better tell me
this is not true, Lucious.

And I was jealous of you three.

But today I got a taste
of what it is to be a Lyon son.

Got my face beat in by Lucious,

and then I found my mother
lying on the floor,

screaming his name after he
paid her a little visit today,

and then left her again.

Good news is
I'm not jealous anymore,

because I wasn't raised
by that man,

and that makes me the lucky one.

So, what, you're gonna leave?

Move!

KINGSLEY: Oh, here comes
one of the three blind mice.

-You gonna hit me, too?
-Nah.

I'm gonna end you.

Unless I end you first,
baby bro.

Bring it.

*

-Doctor, please, please.
-There's no pulse.

-Start compressions now.
-You got to save him!

-There's no pulse.
Start compressions.
-No, no. Doctor.

Doctor, no, you got to save him.

Somebody get her
out of here, please.

You got to save him! Please!

-Clear.
-Look at me.

Get your hands off of me!

-Come on. Come on, baby.
-No. No, please!

-We got to go. We got to go.
-Not my baby!

-Let them do what they...
-No, no, no, no!

-Get off me, Lucious!
-Clear.

-No! Please! Not my baby!
-There's no pulse.
Start compressions.

-No, Andre! Andre, no!
-Clear.

-(monitor flatlining)
-No, Andre, please!

Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH

Now that Empire
has you all fired up,

here are a few more shows
to check out from Fox.

Buckle up, buttercup.

It's real, and it pulls
people together.

-* We're breaking waves
shooting star *
-(siren wailing)

* We live for glory
not forever *

MAN: Touchdown!

* Reach out *

* Make this right here
right now *

* Stand up *

* Here right now *

That sounds like fun.