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- Previously on
"The Family Business"...

- I'm tired of excuses!

I want my cousin found.

- That girl
is a fucking donkey.

- Welcome back, son.

- We don't run from shit.

Make this shit right, Junior.

- Failure is never an option!

- Do you play?
- Yes.

- Then you know the queen
must be protected

at all times.

- Something came up at work,
and I gotta take care of it.

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

- I killed all of 'em,

except Junior and the old man.

- They think they found
where they're holding Sasha.

- Oh, shit.

- We gotta go right now.

- 911 has been called.

The police are en route
to three different locations.

- Good.

That'll keep the cops
off our asses for a while.

- All right.
Let's get started.

Boys, bring up the drones.

- Drones deployed, Pop.

- Bring it up on the screen.
Let's see what we got.

- Brother Elijah.

Low Jack is on his way
with the car.

- And Brother Xavier?

- He's not answering his phone.

- Of all the brothers...

You are my most
trusted friend.

I love you, brother.

- I love you too.

- I've gotta get the woman
ready to travel.

- You want me to come?

- No.
No.

Why don't you make
some sandwiches

and prepare some
pineapple juice for the trip?

What's going on?

Say something.
What is happening?

What was that about?

- I don't have time to explain.

We've gotta get you
out of here.

You're no longer safe.

- Well, I'm safe as long
as I'm here, right?

- Yes, but that's
why I'm doing this.

He knows, Sasha.

Brother Xavier...

Knows that you're Sasha Duncan.

Why would he think
I'm a Duncan?

- Because you are.

I've known since
before you were captured.

- How?

I watched the Duncan home
for three months

after Brother Xavier found out
about his wife and your cousin.

I've seen you dozens of times.

- Why would you tell me that?

Huh?

- I don't know!

Maybe it's destiny but...

Allah wouldn't allow it.

- Sasha, are you ready?

- Brother Elijah,
what are you doing?

- We have to go.

Now.

- Paris, how we looking
up there?

- I got the high route
covered.

You can send in the cavalry.

- Thanks, sis.

- No need to thank me, bro.

I always got your back.

- Low Jack, is that you?

- Low Jack, is that you?
Get out the car, man.

Stop playing.
Get out the car.

Do you hear that?

- Yeah.

It sounds like they found
Zeus's body.

- No.
Not that.

That.

- Yeah.
I hear it.

But it doesn't sound like
something we should run to.

- All clear.

- Good job, son.

Welcome back.

- Come on.
We gotta get out of here.

- Black Team in position.

- Red Team in position.

- Gold Team in place.

I'm inside.

- All right, family.

Let's take these bastards down

and get Sasha back.

Junior, you should
have company any minute now.

Keep 'em distracted.

- I'm on it.

- Black, Red, Gold team,
Junior's got their attention.

You are a go.

- All right.
Let's go.

- Come out, come out
wherever you are.

- Oh, you wanna fight?

- If you're not scared.

Okay.

- You gonna hit me now?

- Is this what you want?

Stupid.

Oh!
Elijah!

- Are you okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- Come on.

We have to go.
- I'm fine.

- How do I get out of here?
- I--come on.

No!

- You betrayed us
for a woman, Elijah.

- I didn't betray us.

Xavier did.

He walked all over our faith.

Can't you see that?

- He's our leader.

And we must follow him.

- Do you hear yourself,
brother?

We are not sheep.
We are men.

And Allah has given us

the ability
to make free choices.

- Your words fall on deaf ears.

- Brother Elijah, you still
want these sandwiches?

- Come on.
We have to go.

We're almost there.
Come on! Come on!

- You get out of here.

- Sasha.

- Orlando, it's me.

- Sasha, move.

- No.
I can't do that.

- God damn it.
Get out of the way.

I said, "No."

- Have you completely lost
your motherfuckin' mind?

- Orlando.
Orlando.

I know what it looks like
but listen.

- Step aside, Sasha!

You don't have a choice.

- Look--I can't let you
hurt him, okay?

Just wait.
Everybody, just wait.

Wait!

This man saved my life.

He--he needs
to go to a hospital.

Look at him.

- Sasha, make a decision.

- Ain't this a bitch?

Pop,

we got Sasha
and two Brotherhood soldiers.

We're coming out.

Tell the team to stand down.

It's time to go home.

- I agree, son.

Good job.

Get 'em the fuck out of here.
- Hey, sis.

- Come on, come on.
Get up, get up.

Get up.

- Junior's been hit.

- How bad is it?

- Bad.

- Get this fucking van
over there right now!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- You all right?
You all right?

Junior, are you all right?

Let's go, go, go, go.
- Come on, come on, let's go.

- Move it.
Move it.

Death to the infidels.

I love you, my brothers.

But this is jihad.

You shall be avenged.

Allahu Akbar!

I can't stand this waiting.

Junior would have called
by now.

Babe, is this you?

- Yeah, babe.

- Okay, so how'd it go?

Did you find Sasha?

- Yeah.
We got her.

She's safe.

- And Charles?

- I don't know.

There were bodies everywhere.

We didn't have enough time
to stick around.

We got an NYPD lieutenant
on payroll.

So if anything pops up,
I'm sure he'll let me know.

- Junior, if Charles was there,
you would know it.

Trust me.

- I know, babe.

But we gotta try
to keep hope alive.

- Keep hope alive?

He's not gon' stop
until he kills you

and anybody that gets
in his way.

We just saw on the news

that 12 people
with the last name Duncan

got killed in Brooklyn.

That's him.
He is out of control.

- Babe, I know
that you're scared.

Just as long as you stay
at the house,

you'll be safe.

There's enough security there
to protect the president.

Besides, he's in Brooklyn,

not Long Island.

- Well, what about you?
When you gon' get home?

- Gotta go get stitched up.

- Stitched up?
For what?

Why--why you got stitches?

- I caught a bullet
in the arm.

It's just a flesh wound.

It's nothing that serious.

I promise you, baby,

I'll be home
before you know it.

I love you.

- I love you too.

- Is Sasha okay?

- Yes.
He found her.

- But Junior got shot.

- Oh, baby.

Come here.
It's okay.

It's okay.

How is he?

- They took the bullet out

but Ms. Perot said he--

he lost a lot of blood.

It's gonna be real touch and go
for the next two or three days.

He'll be fine.

He has to be.

- For his own sake, he may
as well take his last breath.

I swear.

- You are not
gonna do anything.

He's innocent, Junior.

- This piece of shit
is far from innocent.

He sat in front of Orlando

and made a truce
and went back on it,

tried to kill Mom and Dad,

kidnapped you.

And what he's put
Sonya through?

Brother X is not gonna be

the only one responsible
for this shit.

He is too.
- I said no!

He saved my life, okay?

Get that through your skull!

Uncle LC,

you wanna know why I'm alive?

It's because of this man.

And he saved me again tonight.

Even...

taking a bullet
from one of his own people.

- Look, Sasha.

You've been through a lot.
You need to get some rest.

- No, I--

I don't have Stockholm syndrome
or any of that.

I--he protected me

from Brother X.

And he--

he killed the man
that was trying to rape me.

He's a good man.

- I'ma kill him.
- I said no!

Back the fuck up now!

If you touch him,

you better plan
on killing me first.

- Hey, Sasha.
- Back up!

- Come on.
Come on.

Junior,

we don't trust him

but we do trust your cousin.

She's earned that much.

I'll tell you what, Sasha.

Why don't we just wait
until he's conscious

and hear what he has to say?

Junior can wait here
just in case.

Does that work for you?

- Yes, sir.
- Okay.

Junior, come on.
Let's go.

Let's go.

- Get your big-head ass
out of here.

- Pull!

- Impressive.

- What can I say?
I learned from the best.

- Yeah, you did,
didn't you?

Pull!
Pull!

- Showoff.

- Well, you did say
you learned from the best.

- I was just trying
to prove you right, sweetheart.

- You are such an ass.

I don't know how it is

that I can hate someone so much

and actually love 'em
at the same time.

- It's a gift.

Indeed, it is.

So, tell me.

How did things go in New York
with Mr. Goldman?

- Actually,
they went very well.

He mentioned an obstacle

but something I know
you can handle.

- What's that?

- A chump by the name
of Marco Cruz.

He runs several cartels
in Mexico.

- A commoner.
- Ah-ah.

Alexander, now how many times
have I told you

to stop looking down on others?

I'm a Spaniard, my beauty.
A moor.

I look down on everyone.

Present company excepted.

Well, this one you don't
want to do that with.

He's more than just a commoner,
okay?

- Ah.
I think you worry too much.

- And I think
you don't worry enough.

- You know, he shouldn't be
that hard to convince.

- Mm-hmm.

Well, don't underestimate him,
sweetie, all right?

He's a very powerful man.

- All right, well, we'll see.

Why don't you have our friend
in LA set up a meeting

and have Frenchie
gas up the jet?

- All right.

Well, while you are pursuing
all of that,

I want you to remember
that this Sunday

we're having dinner
with the children.

Both of 'em?
- Yes.

Both of them.

And I expect you to be on time.

I'll do my best, Dominique,

but I won't make any promises.

- Alexander,
your best is unacceptable.

You will be there.

Now listen.

I watch you go to work
20 hours a day,

six days a week.

And I don't say anything.

But this time,

your wife needs you

and so do your children.

And Sundays are
our only family day.

So you'll be there, baby.

- Baby, you know
how I feel about--

- Ah--with both
of our children.

- I don't want--

- Both, Alexander.

Okay?
I love you.

Come here.

That's it, daddy.

Be on time.

- Yeah.
I love you too.

- Yeah?

- Bernie, LC.

- Oh.
Hello, LC.

I was expecting to hear
from you a little sooner.

- Well, we had a late night
rescuing my niece.

- Oh.

Oh, well, uh,

that's--that's good to hear,
huh?

Things went well, I hope.
She's doing well?

- Yes.
Better than expected.

Although we didn't get
Brother X,

the Brotherhood
has been shut down.

Thank you for asking.

- Oh, well, of course.

You know, her safety was always
all of our greatest concern.

- Of course it was.

However, that leaves us

with some other
unfinished business.

Yeah.

I, uh, I believe it does.

Uh, so, uh....

you have any thoughts
on our offer?

- Yes.

I'm sorry, Bernie, but, um...

I'm gonna have to pass
on your offer.

My family and I,
we appreciate it.

But like I've always said,

"HEAT belongs to the Duncans."

Ah.
I see.

What if we doubled it?
Made it 2 billion?

Does that interest you?

- My, Bernie.
Tempting.

But the answer is still no.

However, Bernie,

as a gesture of good will,

I can give you
that 300% increase

you've been asking for.

How does that sound?

- Well, I, uh...

I guess it'll have to do.

Danny, put my bags in the car.

We're going on a little trip.

- As promised, we're back.

But first, I wanna thank
everybody for their patience

regarding the last few weeks.

And because you've been
so patient,

I've decided to give you
a 20% increase in your pay.

Now with that being said,

we're officially back
to business as usual.

- Oh.

Not quite business as usual.

- Harris is right.

We are back in full production

but we have to catch up
with demand

which is outstanding.

- And with that, we're gonna be
in production 24/7.

So everybody's gonna be working
two shifts a day

until further notice.

- Great.

That means no social life.

- Excuse me.

Will our pay reflect
this extended schedule?

- I just gave you

a 20% increase.

But yes.

Any time over eight hours

will be considered
time and a half.

Any other questions?

No?
Good.

Let's go, guys.

- So what should I make
for dinner tonight?

- Doesn't matter to me.

Just make sure to set
dinner for one.

I told you, I don't mix
business with pleasure.

- What are you worried about?

- What?

You think I'm gonna report you
to HR?

Or the EEOC?

I don't think we fall
under their jurisdiction.

I mean, it's not exactly like
we're making aspirin here.

- Listen.

Why don't you give me
a call tonight

and we'll talk about it?

- That's more like it.

- Okay.

Harris.
- Yeah?

- When I leave,
I want you to fire her.

And then I want you
to shut this lab down

and find another location
as soon as possible.

- Consider it done.

- Mr. Duncan thought
you could use a new ride.

Little something extra.

- Aye.

It's a dope fiend's dream.

This caliente HEAT.

Five or die.

This is your future.

- Sí, Papá.
Sí.

Mi negro, King Harris,

you tell him Señor Cruz
is very satisfied.

- I'll let him know, sir.

- Gracias.

- Thank you, Señor Cruz.

Hello?

- Why the fuck am I hearing

about everyone else re-upping
on HEAT except me?

I haven't gotten shit.

Where is my shipment, Harris?

- First of all, who the fuck

you think you talking to,
motherfucker?

Sebastian talking shit.

- You didn't get your shipment

because we didn't send it
to you,

you disrespectful
fucking prick.

- Oh.
Orlando.

Look, man.

I'm just trying to figure out
what's going on.

When can I expect my delivery?

- You get it when you get it.

That's if we decide
to send it to you.

You know, us Neanderthals,

we move really slow, remember?

Fucking idiot.
Let's go.

- Shit.

What the fuck
am I gonna do now?

- Hey, Daddy.
- Hey, Daddy.

- You and Baby get packed.

We're going to New York.

- I wonder what that's about.

- No clue.

- New York, here we come.

- Elijah, I'm gonna need you
to wake up.

Okay, baby?

We have a chess game to finish.

- You wanna lose that bad, huh?

You're awake.

- I believe I am.

Hi.

- Hi.

- Is that better?

- Yes.

Yes.
Thank you.

Where am I?

- We're at a friend's place.

You were shot.

She takes care
of people like us

so that we don't have
to involve the police.

Okay.

And Rashaad?

Where--
- No, no, no

- Is he?
- No.

He's safe.

- Okay.
Good.

And Xavier?

- No one knows.

- He's still
out there somewhere.

- That's not good.

He is not a well man.

- No, he's not.

My family's looking for him.

And they are gonna find him.

But until then, get some rest.

- I'm fine, Sasha.

You better be.

- Can I help you?

- Uh...

Actually, you can.
This is for you.

- What is it?

- Go ahead and open it.

- What the hell is this?
Some kind of bonus?

- Well, actually,
it's your severance pay.

- Severance?
You can't fire me.

We just opened back up.
Where's Orlando?

- I wouldn't worry
about Orlando.

But I am gonna need
your keys and your laptop.

- I'm not giving you anything.
Fuck you.

Orlando's gonna be pissed
when hears about this bullshit.

- Oh, really?

Then who do you think sent me?

- Oh, you lying.
- Really?

- I'll call him right now.

- Well, go right ahead.
Be my guest.

But I'm pretty sure you're
already blocked right now.

You hearing little beeps?

- Son of a bitch.
- Yeah.

Why don't you just
save yourself some trouble?

Take your severance pay
and leave.

- I'm not going anywhere
and I'm not doing anything

until Orlando shows up.

Like I said, fuck you.

- Mm.
Really?

And like I said,
enjoy your severance pay.

Show her how to leave, fellas.

- Let's go.
- What?

Wait--get your hands off me!

I don't deserve
to be treated like this!

Give me my money!

- Well, how could you
not want this?

- Brother Minister.
- Yes?

LC Duncan.

What a pleasant surprise.

So what can I do for you today?

- Well, I hate
to disturb your gardening

but has there been any word
on this Xavier character?

- Well, no.
Not at all.

It appears he's fled.

And he's not likely
to come back.

Lots of people
have lost their lives

because of his selfishness.

He's become a pariah
in our community.

- Are you sure no one
is helping him?

- Well, the Brotherhood
is no more.

Allah saw to that.

And all the brothers
who remained

returned into my flock.

He has no support.

Xavier will cause you
no trouble.

- Yeah.

To be honest with you,
Brother Minister,

I'd be more comfortable
if he was in custody.

But I hope you're right.

It'd be nice if we've seen
the last of him.

- Well, I understand.

And speaking of custody,
you have two brothers in yours:

Elijah and Rashaad.

I'd like them returned to me.

What assurances do I have

that they won't return
to helping Xavier?

He's a dangerous man.

- Well, other than the fact
that they both turned on him,

betrayed Xavier
to save your niece,

I'd say that
you can take my word for it.

You have my word.

And if they aid him,

I'll kill them myself.

- Good enough for me.
- Mm.

Peace be unto you, LC.

- Peace be unto you,
Brother Minister.

- Indeed.
Until next time.

- Yes.

Orlando,

put 100 grand on Xavier's head.

Let's get back to work.

- Shut the--

What the hell is it?

- Yeah, we just got
a delivery.

- Papi?
Come back to bed.

We're not finished yet.

I will.

- Papi!

- Okay.
Just calm down.

I'm gonna take care of it,
okay?

You interrupted me
over some bullshit delivery?

- It wasn't bullshit
that got delivered.

We just got
a brand-new shipment

of HEAT from the Duncans.

And they added an extra 15%.

That's great.

Listen.

Send LC and Orlando
our thanks, okay?

And, uh,
it's time to celebrate.

- All right. Okay.
Let's go.

- No, like I told you.
It's time to celebrate.

The liquor's over there.

- Okay, pero--

- Papá, some guests.

- ¿Alejandro, quién es este?

Who is this tall,
distinguished gentleman

you bring into my tequila bar
announced?

- I apologize, Marco.

I bring a friend
who brings opportunity

to you and the organization.

Mr. Alexander Cora,
Señor Cruz.

- Pleased to meet you, Marco.

He called me Marcos.

My amigos and familia,
they call me Marcos.

Me and you, we haven't
reached that level yet.

¿Cómo te llamas?
What's your name?

- I am Alexander Cora.

- You can call me Señor Cruz.

- Then Señor Cruz it is.

- Now that we have
that understood,

you may sit down.

- Gracias, Señor Cruz.

- So what brings you

to my El Curry
salsa tequila bar?

Why are you here?

- He's here to offer you

an opportunity
to make a lot of money.

I was talking to him.

I already have a lot of money,
mucho dinero.

- Well, then perhaps
this is an opportunity

for you to make
more mucho dinero.

- ¿Cómo?
- He wants to buy all the HEAT.

- Aye-ya-ya!

What are you--you got your hand
in his back.

Are you his puppet?

Don't you remember?

I like to hear
people talk for themselves.

- For the record, Señor Cruz,

I always speak for myself.

- Now I'm listening.

- I wanna buy
your entire inventory of HEAT,

all of it.

And I'm willing to pay
1 1/2 times the retail price.

- As I was saying, Marco,

this could be good
for all of us.

Aye-aye-aye.

More caca.
More bullshit.

Why come to me?

Why not just go
straight to the source,

the ones who produce it?

You know what?

What do you really want?

Ah.
It doesn't even matter.

The minute you stepped in here,
I knew.

I felt it.

You're not the type of man
that I wanna do business with.

So I'm gonna ask you nicely...

Vámanos.

- Before I go, let me tell you

that I am the type of man

who does not like to lose.

So I'm hoping that
in the future,

your business and my business
never crosses paths.

'Cause you may be a big man
here in Mexico...

But I'm a big man in the world.

- Oh, Orlando.

- Oh, come on, Pop.
Now's not a good time.

Hello?

- It's not your father,
Orlando.

It's me.

- What?

- You should have
answered my calls.

- Are you fucking serious?

Oh, my God.

- Brandi?

How the hell did you
get this number?

- I'm not stupid, remember?

And I didn't deserve to be
fired or broken up with.

You can't go around treating
people like shit, Orlando.

- Look, I already told you.

I don't mix business
with pleasure.

- You may not have liked it.

However, you could have
at least pretended

to give a damn
about my feelings.

I slept with you
two nights ago,

and now you got some
trashy thot in your bed?

Really?
What kind of shit is that?

- What?

What, are you following me?
Are you a stalker now?

- No, I'm not following you.

I know your whereabouts
at all times.

But just so we're clear,

you done pissed off
a real woman

who knows how to fight back
and handle men like you.

- Listen, Brandi.
I'm telling you.

You don't wanna go there
with me.

- You should have thought
about that

before you sent your two
bodyguards to manhandle me.

- Listen.
Brandi?

Brandi?

- Oh, please make sure
VIP is taken care of.

I really need
to talk to security

about who they're
letting in here.

- Wouldn't make a difference.

There's not a club in this
planet that wouldn't let me in.

How you been, pretty boy?

- Better now that you're here,
Sebastian.

What are you doing here?

- You left Spain so abruptly.

Thought you might have
kicked us to the curb.

Family emergency.
Couldn't be helped.

You fuck with one Duncan,
you fuck with us all.

- Mm.

I could tell by all
the security outside

shit's getting deep.

But that's how
y'all Duncans roll, right?

- That's what makes us strong.

You guys, sit.
Have a drink.

You're in my city.

Let me show how we do it
in New York.

- Thanks but we didn't come
to party.

You got some place
we could talk privately?

- Sure.
This way.

Looking mighty serious.

What's on your mind?

- I need to know about
that favor I asked you about.

You talk to your pops?

- Straight to the point,
huh, Sebastian?

- Well, I don't really
have a choice.

I'm desperate as hell, Rio.

And you know
I wouldn't show up here

without calling
if it wasn't important.

- Yeah.
I get that.

But the time is not right.

We got a lot going on
with the family right now.

And my pops isn't really
in the best of moods.

Rio.

I told you

this was major for me.

- Yeah.
I get that.

But if you want the answer
you're looking for,

you're gonna have
to be patient.

Timing is everything
with my pops.

- I hear that.

But that does nothing for me.

I'm the one who's fucked!

- You know,
I really must like you.

Here's my personal stash.

This month's supply of HEAT
for my club dealers.

Take it.

- You serious?

What about your people?

- You're my people.

At least, I hope you are.

- Thank you, Rio.

You just saved my ass.

At least for a little bit.

- Well, I have plans
for that ass.

Besides, I'll just tell
my brother I sold out.

And he'll give me more.

As long as I get the money
for the product,

my family's not gonna
question me

about where the product went.

- Okay.
But...

I'm still gonna need you

to have that conversation
with your pops.

- I know.
And I will.

Now how about that drink?

- Yeah, I can't right now.

I gotta leave in the morning.

I still got a few things
left to do.

But I really appreciate it,
Rio.

I'll hit you up later.

I know this motherfucker
didn't just hit me

with the "I'll hit you up"
line.

- Poor kid.

Got his nose wide open.

- Well done, Sebastian.

Alexander will be very pleased.