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- Previously on
"The Family Business"...

- Brother Xavier is nobody
to play with.

- I want Junior Duncan dead
by the end of the week.

- Look like Junior's gone
off the grid.

- It's a body bag.
Alejandro's alive.

- This stops right here,
right now.

- He didn't make it.
- Oh, come on!

Come on! Come on!

- Sasha has been kidnapped.

- Have you found out
who she is yet?

- No.

I can't turn back now.

- Whoever this guy is
knows where Sasha is.

- Exactly.

- Anything Duncan, I want dead.

- Failure is never an option!

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

- She's very capable.
- You want me to kill him?

- More than anything
in the world.

- You don't wanna see me again.

- I want you to fire her.

- Wait, get your hands off me!

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

- Listen, Brandi,
I'm telling you,

you don't wanna go there
with me.

- Welcome back, son.

All right, family,
let's take these bastards out

and get Sasha back.

- Run, X, run.

But you can't hide.

- I have a package here
for Mr. and Mrs. Duncan.

- What did you get
yourself into, Consuela?

- I guess it's done, huh?

- I think we got a damn body
wrapped in here.

Don't move!

- Are you Mrs. Duncan?

- I am.

You have something for me?

- I most certainly do.

- Yes, what is it?
May I help you?

- Are you Mrs. Duncan?

- I am.
Do you have something for me?

- I most certainly do.

- Well, don't just stand there.

- Huh?

- Donna, you want
another drink, baby?

- Yes, a dirty martini.

In fact, make it a double
and have Johnny come on here

and check the meat
on the grill.

- You have company?
- My boyfriend,

but it's none of your business.

Now, where do I sign?

- Did you say
your name is Donna?

- I am Donna Duncan.

Why?
Does that change anything?

- Yes, ma'am,
this says Dolores,

but you--
you look like a Dolores.

I'm sorry
for wasting your time.

Sorry.

- Hey, who was that?

- Some crazy-ass deliveryman.

Like I look like
a damn Dolores.

Mmm.

- Make sure when you open it,
you're alone.

- Now what'd you get me, Paris?

This might just be better
than a new car.

- Good evening.
- Oh, hello. How are you?

- So where are we, Dr. Fritz?
- Well, right now,

we're at a point of flux
so it could go either way.

- Well, that's not what I want
to hear, Doctor.

I want to hear
that you're done.

That you have completed
the task

that I've already paid you
millions to do.

- I know that, sir,
it's just that unfortunately

we've sort of run
into a few complications,

but I'm certain that
in one or two months,

we'll have the desired result.

- Hmm. And how can you
be certain of that?

I mean,

what are these complications
that we're talking about?

- Well, if you come with me,
I can show you.

Right this way.

Hello, Freddie.

- Did you bring me one?

- I did.
Do you want it?

- Yes, please.

- Freddie, right?

Freddie,
let me ask you something.

This drug she's about
to give you...

Just how good
is this shit, dude?

- Man, I have never had
anything like this,

and I've been doing drugs
since I was 15!

- Ooh, wow!

Freddie, what are you willing
to do to get it?

- I'm willing to do whatever,

whatever it takes, okay?

Can I have it now, please?

Please?
Please! Please!

Please? Please? Please?

- Like I said, we're close.

- Close?

Doctor, this man looks high
as shit to me.

- He is,
but just watch and wait.

- Um, what's wrong with him?

- He's having a seizure.
That's the complication.

It's the drug's side effect.

- Side effect, Doctor?

This looks like
a straight-up effect to me.

Is this what
you consider close?

- Mr. Cora, Mr. Cora,
please wait.

Just hear me out.

Okay, a month ago

the test subjects were dying
from the seizures.

Now they're just sleeping
for long hours.

That means we're doing good.
That means we're really close.

- But no cigar? Not nearly
close enough, Doctor.

I need you to get this right.

I do not want to have
this conversation again.

- I don't know if you heard

about what happened
to Doctor Arnold's team, but...

I'd do as he said

like your life
depended on it...

Because it does.

Ciao.

- Look, look, Pops, this is
the part I was talking about.

- Wow!

- Jeez!
- It's crazy.

- Hey, Nevada.
- Sup, Uncle Jun?

- Sorry to interrupt, Pop.

But do you and Orlando
have a second?

- Sure.
Everything okay?

- We need to ask you
a question.

Actually, it's more
like a favor.

- Well, I am almost all out

of those for today,
Junior, what's up?

- Sonya and I
are getting married

and I was wondering
if you would be my best man.

- Me?
- Yeah, you.

- Shit.

Man, after all the stuff
this family has been through,

it's--it's not a favor.

It would be--
it would be my honor.

- Thank you, brother.
- Thanks.

- Hey, what's going on?
Movie's over already?

- Orlando just agreed to be
my best man.

- Oh, my goodness!
- Yes, yes.

- You finally set a date,
didn't you?

- We did.
- You did!

- Okay.
We are going to do three months

from next Saturday.

- Three months?
- Yes.

- Oh, my God!
I got a lot to plan.

I got a--oh--don't look at--
you have a lot to plan,

Sonya, you know.

A wedding is a very
big undertaking, yeah.

- But actually, I was gonna ask

if you would help me
plan the wedding.

You know, my mom is gone and--

look, just something simple,
small is fine.

- Girl, you about
to be a Duncan.

We don't do anything
small and simple.

- That's right.

- Oh, thank you, thank you,
thank you!

- Yeah!
- Thank you!

But you know what,
that's not it.

- Oh, that's not it?

- Mr. Duncan,

like I said before, you know,
my family is not here

and it would be
a tremendous honor

to have you walk me
down the aisle.

- Wow.

I--

I would love to walk you
down the aisle, yes.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.
Thank you.

Looks like
we are having a wedding.

- Yes!
- We having a wedding.

- Baby.
- We having a wedding.

- I love you so much.
- Ohh, my baby.

- Ugh.

Who the hell are you?

And why the fuck
is you at my door?

I'm looking for Xavier.
- Xavier.

Here we go again
with this bullshit.

Look, he not here and no,
I don't know where he is.

Look, whatever Charlie,
Brother X, or whatever the fuck

he's calling himself
these days, got his ass into,

it ain't got shit
to do with me.

So if you'll excuse me,
I don't fuck with the police.

- I don't know no damn Charlie.

And do I look like
the police to you?

- Well, you don't look
Muslim either.

Where's your bowtie?

- I'm not Muslim.
Xavier tried to convert me

but I like smoking weed
and eating pussy too much.

Look, I just want to get
a brother his bread

so we ain't had no problems.

- Ohh, well, why didn't you
just say so?

Come on in.

- Nah. I don't want to be
disrespectful.

I know how Muslim men are
about they women.

I am not his woman.

I'm his sister, Charmaine.

So like I said,

come on in, handsome.

- Well, well, well.

- Oh, shit!

- What's wrong?
What's wrong?

- Make yourself at home, sexy.

- You got a nice spot here.

- Yeah, I mean, it's just
a studio but I like it.

- When we was up north,
he said this the address,

he wanted me
to come bring him his loot.

He didn't tell me he had
a fine-ass sister living here.

Well, that's because
he too busy talking

about that uppity wife of his.

- Yeah, he talked
about her a lot.

- Mm-hmm.
- So when's he going to be back?

You know, I wanna get this money
in his hands before I spend it.

- Oh, well, why don't you just
leave it with me?

I'll give it to him.

- Sure?
- Mm-hmm.

- How I know I can trust you?

- Sometimes you have
to build trust.

- Yeah, you right.
Sometimes you do.

- So what you going to do?

- You ain't saying nothing
but a word.

- This ought to teach him
a lesson.

- Damn it, Brandi!

What the fuck are you
doing to my car?

- Just be glad I didn't
do it to you, you bastard.

- You psychotic.
- Really?

You caused this
and it's going to get worse!

- Oh, my God,
I'm gonna fucking--

- You gonna what?
You gonna what on me though?

Please say it.

I'm sure your little friend here
would be a great witness.

- Orlando, is everything okay?

- Everything's fine, just go
back in the house please, okay?

- Honey, word of advice, I hope
you made him wear protection

'cause if not,
you got it too.

- Excuse me? Got what?
- An STD that he gave to me

and I'm still
on antibiotics for it!

You a nasty-ass bastard,
Orlando.

- So that's what
you're doing now,

you gonna stand out in front
of my house telling lies.

I didn't give you anything
because I don't have anything.

- Yes, the hell you do!

Why else would I be standing
here arguing with your ass?

I should have busted
out your windows!

- This is why my father taught
me not to sleep with the help.

Let's go back inside.

Brandi, get off of my property,
and I mean it.

- And if I don't,
Orlando Duncan?

What are you gonna do?

- I don't think you want
the answer to that.

You know,

I always knew
I'd end up in jail

because of Consuela,

but I figured it'd be because
I killed somebody, you know?

Not for grave robbing.

- Calmate--

- Calmate, calm down--
are you se--you calm down!

Any minute now, they're gonna
walk us in front of a judge

and charge us with murder!

- All right, let's go.
- Where are we going?

- To see the judge.

- I said, let's go.

- I heard you!

- His search was illegal.

All right?
This is irrelevant.

- Case dismissed.
Let them go.

- I don't understand.
Why are they just letting us go?

What happened?

- I happened.

- My man!
Good to see you, Lamar.

- Good to see you too, Juan.
- Good, good.

- Wasn't too hard
to take care of.

- I'll need to make

some arrangements
for Consuela's body.

Did they take it
to the morgue, or...

- Actually, there is no body.

- What do you--what do you mean
there's no body?

- Wait--wait a minute.

We were digging in the grave
where she was buried.

- You two were arrested
for the guns found in the car,

but I got
those charges dropped,

especially since the search
was illegal

and again, there was no body.

Now, if you two will excuse me,

I have to get back
to Riverdale.

- Well, thanks again, Lamar.
Thank you for your diligence.

- Yeah, of course,
six-figure retainer

always gets
my personal attention.

- Say hi to the family,
all right?

- All right. Stay out of jail.

- What's with the long face?

We're not doing any jail time,
no trial, no nothing, so--

- I know.

There's just something that's
not sitting right with me.

- And what's that?

- Juan, if there's no body,

then where the hell
is Consuela?

- Good question.
And I'm going to find out.

- There you go.

I got to tell you, Chewy,

this is the best barbecue
I've ever tasted.

- Gracias.

- And I spent time in Texas,
Memphis, North Carolina.

You, my friend, have a gift.

- Orale.

- I'd kill for food this good.

- You'd kill for anything,
Blade.

- Yeah. You're right.

- I'll be back, huh?

I brought you some food.

Wake up and eat it.
It's good.

- Why are you doing this to me,
Alejandro?

What's the point
of keeping me in here?

Why don't you just kill me
and be done with it?

- I want to give you a taste
of your own medicine.

I want you to feel
how I felt locked away

from the rest of the world
because of your lies.

- My people will come for me,
you know that?

- Your people?

- Your people are my people,

and you treated them like shit.

Now, if they come,
they'll be begging for a job

just like the rest of them.

Your people hate you
more than I hate you.

- Fucking bastard!

- Maybe,
but you made me that way.

I loved you
with all my heart

and you stabbed me
in the fucking back.

Now, eat.

Or I'll send Blade in here
to feed you.

Maybe you'll fare better
than your nephew Ramon.

- Is Ramon alive?

- Barely.

Now, fucking eat, cabróna.

- Dr. Trumbull, Dr. Fritz.
- Hello.

- I received your message.

I'm assuming you have
good news for me.

- Well, I-I don't know
if I'd say good

but definitely encouraging.

The compound we've developed
no longer causes seizures.

- Well, that sounds promising,

but why do I hear
hesitance in your voice?

- Although they're not
having seizures,

they're still passing out
15 minutes

after taking the drug,

literally unconscious
for hours.

- Ohh, unconscious for hours?
- Mm-hmm.

- That is damn sure not what
I expected when you called me

to come down here
in the middle of the night.

You could have told me
that shit on the phone.

- I know, I know,
but Dr. Trumbull

has something to say I'm sure
you'll want to hear personally.

- Pray tell.
You're on.

What have you got to add to this
conversation, Dr. Trumbull?

- Well, how would you like
to have someone who's worked

on the original HEAT
come on board?

- You know someone who's worked
on the original HEAT?

- Intimately.
- Really?

- Yes, sir.

- She dated my son
for several years.

She's a brilliant woman.

- Oh.

Well, perhaps we should
send you to recruit her.

- I don't think that would
be a very good idea.

She and my son didn't exactly
split up on the best of terms

when she found out
about his wife.

- Thank you, Dr. Trumbull,
I appreciate that.

- Anything I can do to help.
- All right, I'll look into it.

Dr. Fritz.
- Mm-hmm?

- Let's just suppose
we can't recruit this woman.

- Mm-hmm.

- Our version of HEAT,
how is it coming?

- Well, that depends on you.

We've nearly depleted
our supply of HEAT,

so the sooner we get more,

the sooner
you'll get your drug.

- Well,

I guess we'll just have
to secure more HEAT.

- I'm just glad
that you're well,

Brother Elijah,
and I'm equally pleased

that you've agreed
to accept the position

as Commander
of the New Brotherhood,

which will take its place
as our new security force.

- I'm grateful and humble
that you welcomed me

and the brotherhood back,
Brother Minister, thank you.

- No. In my eyes,
you were never gone.

Bringing the brotherhood
into the flock is something

that I had prayed to Allah
for many years now,

my son.

I just wish we hadn't lost
so many good brothers

because of Xavier's war
with the Duncans.

- Most of the lost
could have been prevented

if I hadn't been so blind.

Their deaths lay at my feet
and on my conscience.

- It wasn't your decisions
that were poor.

It was Brother Xavier's.

I can't think of anything
that you did that was wrong...

But there's still
much work to be done,

and I am certain that you are
the one to do it, am I correct?

- You are correct,
Brother Minister,

and I'm ready to get started.

- Good.
Have a good evening.

- You as well, Minister.

- Your drink.

- I thought I was
being stood up.

- Oh, you know
I'd never do that.

- Mm.

- How are you?
- I'm better now.

How are you?

- A little sore,
but I went to work today,

so I guess I'm fine.

- You are fine.

I missed you the last few days.

- I missed you too.

But we need to talk.

- Uh-oh,
that's never a good sign.

What is it?
I'm showing too much skin?

- Well, usually, yes,

but...

that's not what
I wanted to talk about.

- Okay, spill it.

- Sasha, I like you.

Like, I more than like you.

- Okay.

- We've been through
a lot together.

- Mm-hmm.

- But is this realistic?

- What do you mean realistic?

I'm feeling you,
you feeling me?

It's not rocket science, Elijah,

unless something's changed.

- No, no, nothing's changed,

but you said it yourself.

Your family?

- What about them?
- They don't approve.

They think
I've brainwashed you.

- So?
It's not up to them.

- Okay. Okay.
Now who's being unrealistic?

Those people literally put
their lives on the line

to come and rescue you.

They love you.

- I love them,

but if you wouldn't have
kept me alive,

there would have been
no one to rescue.

You almost got yourself
killed saving my life.

Elijah,

they're not
the only ones I love.

- You keep telling me that.
- Mm-hmm.

- But I know how much
your family means to you,

and they hate me.
- No.

- And you're afraid to tell them
that we're together.

- First of all,
I'm not afraid of anything,

but also, they don't hate you.

- Really?
- Okay, Junior and Orlando,

yes, they hate you,
but that's not my entire family.

I don't hate you.

And I'm gonna tell them.

- Okay, when?
- Soon.

- Soon?
- Very soon.

Like, as soon as possible.

- Here's to soon.
- Cheers to soon.

- Sebastian, I'm going
to need more HEAT.

- I gave you everything I had.

- So get some fucking more!

- I'm trying, but I'm gonna need
a little more time.

- Sebastian, you're starting
to disappoint me.

Perhaps I should be doing
business with someone else.

- Don't be like that,
Alexander.

I busted my ass
trying to get you some more.

- You recall something I told
you the first time we met?

It went a little like this.

"Failure is not an option."

- Yes, I know,
but--hello--hello?

Son of a bitch!

- There you go.

- What's good, ma?
Are you ready for round two?

- Ain't nobody thinking about

no fucking sex
right now, okay?

What I want to know is have
you seen my fucking brother?

- Nah, ma,
I ain't seen him, why?

- I told him
that you stopped by,

and he looked at me
like he wanted to smack me

until I gave him the money.

- Hold up, you saw him
and you ain't call me?

- Well, I'm calling you now.

- Yeah, after the fact,
Charmaine.

Damn, I really needed
to see him.

- Well, I guess we both
assed out

'cause he's gone with the wind,

with my purse, my keys,
and my ID.

- Maybe not.

What kind of car
was he driving?

- I think some old
beat-up delivery van.

- Morning, Ms. Duncan.

- Hello, Detective Brian.

- I was just
in the neighborhood,

thought I'd say hello.

- Okay.
- You okay?

- Everything's fine.
- Well, you look lovely today.

- Thank you.
- You two take care.

- You too.

- Ohh, girl, I think
somebody has a crush.

- Oh, yeah, he's out here
like clockwork every morning.

- But he's cute too.
- Well, too bad he's broke.

- Ohh, damn!
- Let's go.

- Hey, son, I didn't realize
you were here.

I didn't see your car out front.

- Yeah, I don't have it
right now, but don't ask.

- Hey, O, what's going on?
Thought you said your car

was out back on a flatbed
with four flat tires?

- Four flat tires?
What woman have you pissed off?

- Clearly,
Donnie talks too much.

- Come in.

- Hey, you busy?

- Hey, no. I'm just doing this
and I'ma go downstairs

and get some breakfast.

What's up?

- I-I was--

I came in here because I--

- Okay, wait, hold up,
you making me nervous.

- No. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- Girl, spit it out.

- I just--I gotta
get my bearings.

Um...

I'm thinking about
dating a Muslim.

- Are we talking
about Brother Elijah? Right?

- Yes, we are.

I-I didn't mean for it
to happen, don't do that.

Okay.

I just--I didn't plan
on it happening.

It just happened.

- All right.
So are you sure about this?

I mean, the man
was your abductor and all.

- He wasn't my abductor.

Let's start there.
He was my protector.

- Okay.

- And I just--

when it's us two in a room,
it just feels like

it's just us two in the world.

I can't explain it, it's--

- No, I get that.
I get that.

That sounds a lot like
me and Junior.

But I'm just saying,

I mean, this is going to be
quite complicated.

I mean--

- I know.

Orlando and Junior
are going to hate it.

- I'm not talking about them.

Have you considered
how your Aunt Chippy

is going to react
to you saying,

"Oh, I've fallen in love
with the man who tried

to kill your son and wage a war
on your entire family"?

That's what I'm talking about.

- I didn't think about that.
You think she'll be upset?

- I'm not here to put words
in her mouth.

I'ma just say
it's a strong possibility.

So you two may need to talk.

- Well, when you put it
like that, it sounds pointless.

So no.
- Well, no,

I don't want to say pointless.
I mean,

if Brother Elijah
is who you want to date

and it's love,
love is never pointless.

It's just you better make

for damn sure
this is what you want.

You better make sure it's real
because it won't be easy.

- Wow.
Yeah, I know.

Thank you, girl.
- Aww!

- Do you smell that?

- That's bacon.
- Yes, it's bacon.

That's my favorite.
- Let's go get it.

You said it's your favorite?
- It's my favorite.

- You're going to have
a hard time being Muslim.

- What?
I can't have bacon?

- No, girl!
- Oh, hell no!

- So I would like
to purchase more HEAT.

And I'm prepared
to pay cash today.

How does...

$2 million sound?

- C, check this motherfucker
for a wire.

- Oh, his big ass
ain't searching nobody.

- Then you could get the fuck
outta here.

You must have us confused
with those corner boys

that you do business with
in South Florida.

- This how you do business?
- Not necessarily,

but when someone walks
into our place of business

with a bag full of cash looking
to buy drugs, things change.

See now?

- He's clean, Mr. Duncan.

- Good?

'Cause I ain't
no snitch or informant.

- But one can never be too safe
in our business.

- What's this you needing
more product?

We already sent you
your monthly shipment.

What happened to that?

- I sold it.

I'm sure Rio's told you
I run Florida,

and I'm working on Georgia.

I can move product.

I just need
a bigger slice of the pie.

- Well, that's not
going to happen.

We already gave all the table
members a 300% increase.

- Mr. Duncan,

I am just a hardworking,
humble entrepreneur

trying to earn everything
that I work for.

Now you being from the South,
I'm sure you can understand

how difficult it is
for a Black man

to make his way in the world.

- You Black?

- Now, I have the utmost
respect for you.

- The fuck outta here.

- And I am just hoping
to get some in return.

- Don't respect shit.

- Okay, okay,
let's not lose focus.

Sebastian, I think I speak
for everyone here.

We appreciate your business,
and your ability

to move product
so quickly is impressive.

- Pop, come on, man.

- That being said, we heard
what you had to say.

We know what you want.

We'll talk about it
and get back to you.

One of our people
will be in touch.

- So what are you saying?

You don't want my money?

- Not at this time,

but I wouldn't go
spending it just yet.

Fine.

- Sweet car.
Does it come in white?

- It might.
Where's Baby?

- She's outside.
How much?

- $200,000.
Hey, how'd it go?

- I still got my money,
and your brother is a dick.

Everybody seemed onboard
except him.

So your daddy was like,

"We'll take it
under consideration."

Whatever the fuck that means.

- Wait, so they didn't say no?

- Well, they sure as fuck
didn't say yes.

- One thing about my Pops
is that if he tells you

that he's thinking
about something,

it's like that.

- Well, I don't have time
for him to think about shit.

I keep telling you

I'm under a lot of pressure
to get this shit.

- Oh, my God.

Chippy, Chippy, Chippy,
this chicken is incredible!

- Mmm, yeah, ma, this is good.

It's got a little bit more
kick than usual.

- Yeah, I put
a little fresh jalapeño.

Got it from Consuela.

- Spicy!
- Spicy!

- Hey, baby.
Mmm, you looking spicy.

- So you guys want me
to fix you a plate?

Thank you, baby.
- No, no.

I'm going to dinner and drinks.

- Oh, was Sasha going with you?
- Yeah, and Rio too.

- Good.
- Honey, what's wrong?

- Well, nothing I can put
my finger on, just a feeling.

I wanna make sure
they're protected.

- Okay.

Hello?

Yes. Yes, of course.

Thank you.
I'll be right down.

- What is it?

- Trouble.

Harris, Junior, let's go.

- Don't move, motherfucker.

Show me some hands.

The fuck is that?
A dead body?

Shit! Fuck!

- Freeze, police!

Drop the shotgun and put
your hands above your head now.

- Look, man,
I know what it looks like--

- Right now!

- Drop the damn gun!
- Just look, man--

- Turn the hell around.

- Wait, man, let me fucking
put the shit down, man.

- Slowly.
- Look, look, all right.

All right. Just don't fucking
shoot, all right?

Look, man, this is
a big misunderstanding.

I'm a law-abiding citizen.

- Law-abiding citizens don't
walk around carrying shotguns.

And what's in the van?

- Looked like a dead body.

- What the hell you mean,
a dead body?

- Like I said, it looked like
a dead body, man.

But it was there
before I got here.

- We'll check it out.
Pat his ass down.

Don't fucking move.

- Shit, it's a body in there.
- That's what I said, man.

- You've got some explaining
to do.

Who the hell are you?

- My name is Curtis Duncan.

I'm a bounty hunter.