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- Previously on "The Family Business."

- She's one yours, isn't she?

- Yes, she's been at the school.

- We've run across some very lucrative opportunities.

- Yeah? - I heard you were dead.

- Heard the same about you.

I've got an important job for you.

- Who do I have to kill?

- I need you to do something for me.

- Oh, shit. - I seen Orlando's baby.

He's here in Cuba. Hector was probably asking

too many questions about Ruby and the baby.

- I'm sure Brother X by now has gotten our message.

Between Detroit Red, the Lees,

and Juan, he's already lost 13 or 14 men.

- Shit.

- Seems like things are moving in the right direction.

- I'm talking about Brother Xavier.

You're afraid of him, aren't you?

- I think we all should be.

- You were expecting Brother Elijah, weren't you?

- What are you doing here? - Well, I came to see you.

I saw Brother Elijah leave the building,

so I figured I'd come keep you company.

- You better not fuck with me.

- Oh, that's exactly what I'm going to do,

and I'm going to enjoy every minute of it too.

- Trust me, this is not what you want.

- No, no, no, you trust me.

I've been dreaming of this day ever since the first day

I laid my eye on you.

It's just Elijah beat me to you.

When's the last time you had a good whooping, girl?

- You better not touch me with that fucking belt.

- I'm going to do so much more than that.

I'm getting ready to beat the shit out of you

until you beg me to stop,

and then I'm going to beat you some more just because I can.

- Mm-hmm.

- As I live and breathe, it's the Duncans!

- It's Grant, motherfucker, Grant!

What if I call you Mr. Nuggethead?

Harrison, shit, man.

I'm sorry, man.

- It's Grant!

- Harris, stop, being so sensitive.

- People like to be called by their name, baby.

- Well, babe, you know he don't mean nothing by it.

Anyway, how you doing, Wendel?

- Hey, London, what's good? - Chicken wings.

- Mm! - Yes.

- Mm-hmm. - I have been dreaming

about your lemon pepper chicken wings.

- They'll make you dream. - And my daughter can't stop

talking about your chicken fingers.

- Hey, you know, kids love the chicken fingers, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

Chicken fingers, chicken wings, barbecue chicken.

Listen, everybody know you got the best chicken in town.

- You better say it again! - Can we order?

- Facts! - Stop it.

- And give me a five- star review.

That's what I'm talking about.

Hey, give me a dozen lemon pepper wings,

some chicken fingers for your baby, and some--

- Buffalo wings. - Buffalo wings--

- Spice.

- Hot and spicy, for Mr. Grant.

- And there you go. - Mm-hmm.

- Oh, y'all seen Junior? - No, actually, not yet,

but we're still looking for him.

- Yeah, as long as he's safe. None of my business,

but I know your family has got beef with the Muslims.

My question is, why you letting Sasha hang with them?

I mean, what, is she under cover or something?

- The fuck are you talking about, Wendel?

You've seen Sasha?

- No, but this Muslim dude that comes in here, I bet he has.

- Why do you say that?

- Because he came in and got the Sasha special.

- The fuck is a Sasha special, dude?

Talk, talk, come on!

- You know how Sasha comes in and likes

the wings extra crispy, cooked in coconut oil?

- Okay, she's bougie, we get it.

What's your point?

- My point is don't nobody but Sasha do that.

All right?

Now this Muslim dude comes in here

and he's ordering the exact same thing?

- That is a hell of a coincidence.

- Mm-hmm.

- I know, right?

Okay, so this Muslim guy, do you know him?

You know where we can find him?

- No, I haven't seen him

before he started coming in here ordering.

- Okay, did he use a credit card?

- Yeah, and it didn't work,

but he was in here about an hour ago,

and he said he'd be back tomorrow,

just like he's come in here the last two or three nights.

- Okay, perfect.

Time to get Orlando on the phone.

- You ready for this? I'm going to have so much fun.

- What's up, man?

- Hey, O, London and I

are down here at Wendel's.

You need to get here right away, brother.

- Why, what's going on? Did he hear from Junior?

- No, but listen to this: Wendel said this Muslim guy

has been coming here

for the last few nights ordering lemon chicken wings,

and, get this, fried in coconut oil.

- Wings in coconut oil? That's the Sasha special, man.

Whoever this guy is knows where Sasha is.

- Exactly. - Okay.

Look, I'm not near there, but I'm going to call the twins

and tell them to get down there.

I need you to call Pop right now

and tell him what's going on.

And, Harris?

- Yeah? - Good job, man.

- Thanks. I aim to please.

- Okay.

- Have you found out who she is yet?

- No, not yet.

- You've disappointed me, Elijah.

Where is Brother Samuel?

- I don't know where he is at the moment.

Look, why don't you give me some more time?

I'm making progress and getting through to her.

- No! Time is not what we have!

The Duncans are out there killing us off left and right!

Leave the girl to Samuel. He'll get the job done!

I wouldn't want to be her

because now it's time to stop playing games!

- As you wish.

I'll leave her to Brother Samuel.

- Good. Now, do you know where Junior Duncan is?

- No, I don't.

Oh, wait, let me guess.

Then you don't know where my wife is either, do you?

- No. I don't.

- Now what? What?

- Ten more of our brothers have been killed.

- What?

How is this happening?

These are highly trained warriors!

- You attacked the head of a crime family

and didn't abide by the truce you had me agree to.

That's how this is happening!

- Key word, you agreed to it, not me!

This your fault, not mine!

- Where are you going? You can't leave.

They're hunting us, Xavier.

- I shall go wherever I damn well please,

and now I'm going to do what I should have done

when I first came home.

Word is bond.

- Hey, hey.

Where are you going?

It's still early. Come back to bed.

- I'm going to go downstairs to make some coffee.

Do you want some? - Cafe?

Yeah, I would like some coffee, some eggs, bacon,

some pancakes on the side tambien,

with a little bit of azucar and whole wheat toast,

All right?

- Would you like me to scrub your floors, too?

But I never said I was fucking domesticated.

You're the one that said

that you could be the woman of my dreams, verdad?

And I like my woman to bring me breakfast in bed,

Entiendes?

- We'll see.

- Protection for you and your people

come with a price, Consuela.

- I can see that now, but that's a price

that I'm willing to pay. It's okay, Papi.

- Bueno. So don't let me keep you.

You know, you're very invigorating, Consuela.

I've built up quite an appetite.

I like my eggs the way I like my woman, entiendes?

Poached.

- Just give us a second, all right?

- Yes, sir.

- Hey, Pop.

- Boy, don't you ever do no shit like that again.

Welcome back, son.

- Pop, I just want you to know

I was trying to do the right thing.

- I get that.

Well, there's something you need to do right now.

- What? - I need you to talk

to somebody, have a little conversation.

- Who? - Somebody I'm hoping

will help you get your head out of your ass

and start acting like you've got some sense.

Sig, let's go.

- Yes, sir.

- Where we going, man?

- You'll see.

- Everything okay?

- Everything is fine.

I just got to get used to the new norm

while I'm in hiding.

Someone in this house

is quite cranky when it comes to his breakfast.

- You're making breakfast? - Not if I can help myself.

He's crazy if he thinks I'm going to fuck him all night

and then get up and do breakfast.

Yeah, that's not happening.

Ramon, get on your phone please.

Get me the nearest diner. I need to place an order.

So what have you found out about my husband?

- My contact said he's still in Los Angeles,

he's not in New York.

Hopefully he stays there.

- But we may have a potential problem.

Word is, he's looking for the blade.

- The blade?

- What are you doing?

- What does it look like I'm doing?

I'm making him breakfast in bed.

Do any of you know how to make a poached egg?

- It's like that?

You're not going to show your brother some love?

- This ain't a fucking reunion, Junior.

The only reason I don't put my hands on you is because

I promised Pop I wouldn't.

The fuck is wrong with you?

- What's wrong with me?

What the fuck crawled up your ass?

I hope you're not on this anti-Sonia shit too.

- Sonia ain't got shit to do with this.

I don't know the woman.

This is about us.

You, me, and our family, you understand?

- What are you trying to say?

- You caused all of this shit to happen,

and then you just dipped the fuck out?

If I didn't know no better,

I'd think you forgot you was a Duncan.

- Never.

- Junior, we don't run from shit,

you understand?

We handle what needs to be handled

as a family.

- I tried to handle it. That's why I left.

- No, no, no, no, no. No. No!

You fucking ran!

You ran away and left everybody else to deal with your shit!

You put everybody else in danger,

including my fucking son, God dammit!

- That's not fair. Come on, man.

- What's not fair, Junior,

is that I'm in here for a crime

I didn't commit

and I'm still holding shit down,

and Orlando had to shut down Heat,

and my baby cousin is being held

by the motherfuckers after you, and you?

Your motherfucking ass out there

on the motherfucking Love Boat, so don't you--

Don't you tell me about what's fair, Junior.

- You got to know

I didn't mean for any of this to happen,

especially to Sasha.

- Your actions speak louder than words, Junior.

We're Duncans.

We don't pull bitch-ass moves like that, Junior.

You know better.

- You're right. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I fucked up.

I can see that now.

What do you want me to do?

- Make this shit right, Junior.

Man the fuck up like a Duncan.

- Orlando, I promise you, give me 5 minutes of your time.

What I created is so dope, you'll--

- Brandy, I really was looking forward to this, but--

- Why do I get the feeling you're trying to cancel on me?

- I don't want to, seriously, but something came up at work

and I got to take care of it.

- Wow. I guess I'm not that important to you after all.

- No, that's not it at all,

which is why I came over here in person.

I mean, I wanted to see you, even though I can't stay.

I didn't want to just call.

I'm really looking forward to breaking bread with you

over a home-cooked meal,

which smells amazing, by the way.

- And it's going to be the best-cooked meal

that you've ever had if you just give me 5 minutes--

- Brandy, stop, listen. I've got to go, okay?

- Orlando, you can't stay, that's fine,

but you got to make time for this.

- Brandy, I got to go.

- Orlando, if you have to go,

we better make it quick.

- Do you play?

- Yes.

- Then you know the queen.

Well, she's the most important piece on the board

and must be protected at all times.

- That's good to know.

- One of your bishops is not on the board.

What happened to your bishop, Elijah?

- Unfortunately, I had to remove him.

That's okay. I can play without him.

In truth, I think I play better without him.

- I can see that.

as long as you're cautious

about every move you make.

- Well, I don't have a choice.

I made a conscious decision to remove the bishop.

I can't turn back now.

- And your king?

What about him?

- My king is important,

and I will protect you

to the best of my ability.

Although my king is important, I will not lose my queen.

Without her, the game is lost.

- Or maybe it's time for a new king.

- Brother Elijah.

- What is it? - It's Brother Xavier.

You need to come right away.

- I'm sorry.

- I'm tired of excuses!

I don't give a shit

if you got to knock on every door in Bed-Stuy.

I want my cousin found!

Brother Minister, salaam alaikum.

- Wa alaikum salaam, Orlando.

Listen, too many black men

have died in the past few days.

This war has got to stop.

Innocent Muslim men are being killed.

- I agree, Brother Minister,

but Brother X has my cousin Sasha.

- What can I do to help?

- All we need to know is a lead

to where she is, and we think she's in Brooklyn.

- I see.

Stay by your phone, Orlando.

I will see what I can do.

- Thank you, salaam alaikum.

- Xavier, are you?

- I'm fine, Elijah. I'm fine.

- Well, you don't look fine.

Wait, where have you been and what is all this blood?

- Can't you tell? I went hunting!

- Okay, I don't understand. What exactly where you hunting?

- Hunting Duncans. - I see.

I take it you killed one of them.

- Not one of them, Elijah. I killed all of them.

Every last single one of them that was on my list is dead

except Junior and the old man.

- We're closed.

- So close.

I'm here to see Bernie.

- It's okay, Danny. I've been expecting him.

Give us a minute.

- Missed you at the meeting, Bernie.

- I don't attend meetings

that are going to be a colossal waste of my time, Mr. Grant.

- You didn't know what the meeting was about.

- Everyone knew what the meeting was about.

You were recruiting allies for your war with Xavier.

- Well, it sounds like you disapprove.

- I Disapprove of anything that's bad for business,

so why are you here?

Obviously not to recruit my help,

because I already offered it.

- Then the no-show at the meeting, Bernie?

- To be honest, we were insulted.

A while back, we made LC a very reasonable offer

that could have prevented all of this unnecessary violence.

We made the offer to you and LC in good faith,

but even before things begin to unravel,

you insult us by recruiting help

when we offered ours from the start.

- Look, I know you meant well, Bernie,

but LC didn't see it that way.

- Well, how does he see it now

that he's in the middle of a war?

From what I hear,

he and his wife were almost killed.

- Where you going with this, Bernie?

- I'd like to make another offer from some new partners.

- It won't do any good.

We are looking for help,

but we're not looking to be extorted.

- Do you consider $1 billion

to be extortion, Mr. Grant?

- No, I don't.

But these people are holding LC's niece Sasha captive,

and right now he could give a shit about money.

- I understand. - Good.

- I had heard rumors about her abduction,

but until just now I wasn't quite sure if they were true.

What if we were able to free the girl?

Would that sweeten the deal?

- You know, your conversation is very interesting.

I'll give you that.

I'll take your offer back to the family.

- Good. Let's have a chat in the morning.

It will be a shame if we couldn't make a deal

and help that young woman get home safely.

- What do you mean you killed them all?

- You know, Elijah, for a really smart man,

you ask some really stupid questions.

What part of killed them all don't you understand?

Now, where is Brother Samuel?

- Look, I don't mean to question what you're saying,

but how did you get past their security?

What is this?

- It's a list of the Duncans I killed.

- Xavier, this is just an old white pages.

- It's a list of the Duncans.

- Wait, you killed everyone on this list?

These people-- Most of them,

if not all of them, are just civilians!

They didn't have anything to do with this!

- Look, some of them got to be related to Junior.

And if not, oh well.

I don't care if they dunking basketballs,

if it's donuts they dunking.

Anything Duncan, I want dead!

I'm sick of being nice, Elijah.

Do you feel what I'm saying?

All they had to do was bring back my wife, but no.

What do they do?

They start killing my people all over the country.

So now, I'm going to start killing all of them.

And I will continue to kill them until I'm dead!

You understand?

And where is Brother Samuel?

Because we got some planning to do.

And don't everybody answer me at once.

Where the hell is Brother Samuel?

- He never returned last night.

With the Duncans and their allies attacking

and killing our people all over the city,

he may be a casualty of war.

- Hey, thank you. Thank you, gentleman.

Thank you very much. Thank you very much.

I do hope you gentleman have some good news for me.

I mean, after all, I've made each of you very rich,

and so far I have nothing to show for it.

- Unfortunately, not yet, Alexander,

but we're working on it.

- You're working on it? What the shit does that mean?

Man, you're already 6 fucking months behind.

Those people in New York came to market almost a year ago.

- And we're working around the clock.

It's just proving to be

a lot more difficult than we anticipated.

I'm not sure we'll be able to finish in time.

- What do you mean you're not going to be able

to finish in time?

None of you said anything about that when I paid each of you

10 million Euros.

And then I had to purchase

another 20 million Euros in equipment.

Nobody said shit.

Matter of fact, you assured me

that this would be a piece of cake,

and now you're going to sit here

with the audacity to tell me

that you can't do it?

- It's just the chemical compound

is unlike anything we've ever seen before.

- I don't give a shit about any of that technical crap!

Fuck! I paid you people for results.

Do you all feel the same way about this?

I said do you all feel the same way about this?

- Yes. - Yeah.

Of course, you know this shit is unacceptable, right?

You know what, guys?

You disappoint me.

Failure is never an option!

- Oh, my, my, my, Alexander. - Oh, hey, baby.

- What have you done? - What happened was--

See, I was just cleaning house, baby.

Here, sit down, sit down.

And these motherfuckers were getting on my last damn nerve.

- I see you've got too much free time on your hands,

so maybe you need a hobby.

- Okay. You're right. You're right, baby.

You're right, but our people are moving way too slow.

I mean, Dr. Fritz's team

won't even be up and running for another month or two.

- Well, honey, if you just stop killing all of our scientists,

then maybe we can actually get somewhere.

- Well, you know how I feel about failure!

- No milk. Rightfully not.

- This occasion calls for something a little stronger.

- Well, I don't know what occasion you speaking of,

but I ain't got the time to chitchat myself, you heard?

I got a lot going on right now.

- So I've heard. Are you referring to your men

being killed on the street,

or the killing spree you've gone on in Brooklyn?

- Nobody likes a know-it-all, Bernie.

- That may be true, but from where I sit,

information is a valuable commodity.

Anyway, our mutual friend is not pleased at all.

Your one-man vendetta against the Duncans

has turned into one hell of a clusterfuck!

- Well, why don't you just tell our mutual friend

I don't give a motherfuck!

They are picking my people off from all angles.

They even got to Samuel!

- I hate to say I told you so, but it's not like

you weren't warned not to trifle with the Duncans.

The blood of those men is on your hands, Xavier.

You caused this to happen.

- Me? I ain't caused shit-shake.

How I caused this?

- You disturbed the natural order of things.

- Oh.

- You should have taken the order that the Duncans

put on the table,

or you should have killed LC Duncan!

- If I try, I still can. - No, you failed.

And now there is only one way to salvage this.

- Yeah? What's that? - Give me the girl.

- The girl? What girl?

- Don't act stupid with me, Xavier.

Right now, I'm your only fucking friend.

Now, I want the girl,

Sasha Duncan.

- That girl is a fucking Duncan?

Come to Allah.

Oh, we got a Duncan the whole time.

- "The girl? What girl?"

Like I said, a total clusterfuck.

Bring the fucking girl tomorrow morning

and let's see if we can salvage something out of this.

- Hello?

- Elijah, listen to me carefully.

The girl is a Duncan.

- She is? Are you sure?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm positive.

But, look, I got to make a few stops.

Just make sure the girl is travel ready

by the time I get there.

And, oh, yeah, have that fool Lojack

steal me a gang of horsepower, you heard?

- Yes, of course.

I'll make sure it's done. Where are we taking her?

- We are not taking her anywhere.

Me and the girl is taking a trip,

and it's not going to be to that damn Jew.

- Xavier, I don't think it's wise for you to be

traveling without me or one of the brothers.

- God--

- Your picture is posted all over the country!

- Elijah, for the love of Allah,

could you please get that car

and get that woman ready?

Do you hear me?

I don't want to talk about anything else.

- Yes, sir. - "Yes, sir."

- Gentleman, your drinks.

- Is that Hennessy, right?

- On the rocks, just like how you like it.

- God damn, you fine. - Ooh. Hey, baby.

- Salud. - Salud.

- Senor Cruz, I'm surprised you wanted to meet in this place.

- Hey, it's a pleasant surprise, Orlando Duncan.

But, low key,

I left "Senor Cruz" in Mexico,

so tonight I'm Casanova Brown, or Marco.

Hey, just because my legs my not be working,

my other body parts is like, "Hey, girl."

- I'm sure you're going to enjoy yourself here tonight.

- Oh, don't you worry. That's real.

But, listen, before this pleasure,

we got to talk a little business.

- Of course. - Word on the street,

there's news that 10 men were killed in Rikers Island

last night.

- Yeah, I heard about that on the news.

- Those 10 men were Brotherhood soldiers.

- Senor Cru--

Marco, your loyalty and support

hasn't gone unnoticed.

- I appreciate that.

You know, you remind me a lot of your Pops--

stoic, smooth.

I like your style.

- Excuse me for a second.

- Hey, hey, lookee here, man, take your time.

I'll be here.

- Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?

- I Thought I knew somebody that went back there.

- Well, you know the rules,

you can't go back there unless you're escorted.

- Okay, then can you take me back there, please?

I want to respect your business.

- I can't do that, Orlando.

- I thought that was you.

What are you doing here? Is she working here?

- No, she's visiting.

- Where's my son?

- I don't owe you any explanation.

You're not my father or my husband.

- But I am your son's father, so where is he?

Where's my son?

- My son is safe with him father.

- That man is not our child's father.

You know it, and so do I.

- I don't have to deal with this.

- Who--

- No, no, no, Orlando.

- I'm not going to hurt her.

I love her, okay?

- Can you keep an eye on them for me, please?

- Yes, I got him. Hello?

- What is going on?

- I don't want any trouble.

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

Look, I'm sorry.

I got excited when I saw you.

How you doing? How you been?

- Please don't pretend like you care, Orlando.

- I do care. I love you.

I love our son. I want to see him.

I would do anything to prove that to you.

- Excuse me, boss.

- No, excuse me.

Rob, now is not a good time.

- I understand. I just got a call from Harris.

They think they found where they're holding Sasha.

- Oh, shit. Are you serious? - Yes.

I got the car out front. We got to go right now.