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- Previously, on "The Family Business"...

- I'll find Alejandro the puto myself.

- Rio, I'm gonna need a favor.

I need you to watch my clubs for me.

- It was nice meeting you.

- Yeah, you too.

- Can we make a deal?

- Yes, I believe we can, Mr. Cora.

- Our compound is five times more potent

and ten times more addictive than HEAT.

I call it "Fire."

- They'll get the message.

- Kim! Kim.

Kim, come here, Kim.

Kim, we need your help!

Kim!

- Next one's not going in the ceiling.

It is going in somebody's head.

What--what are you doin' here?

- You miss me?

- I know, girl. See, that's what I said.

But you know, she don't be wanting to listen to nobody

'cuz she's stubborn, she--

Hold--hold--hold on. Let--let me call you back.

- Oh hell, Charlie! - Oh!

- Baby, baby, it's me.

- Get out! - No. Yo.

Stop all that hedonous yelling.

Why you ain't at work, anyway?

- 'Cause your thievin' ass stole my purse

with my key's in it-- gimme my shit!

- Yeah. My bad.

- I almost lost my job messin' with you, man.

Charlie.

- My name is Xavier.

You ain't like that job no way. Here.

- That's not the point. What's this?

- I need you to go down to the bank

and take 6 grand out that account.

Pin number is 0707. You want to write this down?

- My name is on this.

- That's the reason I need you to go down to the bank

and pick the money up. Come on.

- No, no, I ain't going nowhere.

- Come on, Charmaine. You know I need that money.

- And?

- We both do.

- We? Who is we?

- I don't speak French. So we obviously is you and me.

Look, sis, if you go and get this money,

give me 5 grand, and you could keep the 1,000.

- You're serious. - On Mama grave.

- Fine. I'll be back.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Unlock this. I gotta look somethin' up.

- Quit looking at my password.

Don't be looking at my pictures either!

- Don't nobody wanna see your nasty as naked.

- Somebody do!

- Damn.

- It look like a tornado ran through this motherfucker.

- What happened? - He happened.

- Wait, Curtis did this?

- Yeah. You know, the only reason

I didn't call the cops is because--

- Yeah. I know, Kim. I'm sorry. You know I got you.

- Orlando, honey, you know this is not gonna cover it all.

Especially with my lost revenue.

- Just let me know the balance, all right?

- Okay.

Can you give us a second?

- Sure thing. - Thanks.

- For sure. I'll pick you up tomorrow.

- What the fuck are you doin'?

- Oh, her?

Man, ain't nothin'--just gonna cook for me tomorrow.

- Now, you know that's not what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about you coming up here startin' a fuckin' brawl.

- Man, I was just in the neighborhood.

Came through, got something to drink.

You think I'm here trying to get some ass?

Nah, man.

I mean, that's-- that's your thing.

Not mine.

- Yeah, whatever the fuck ever.

Listen, that's not what this is about.

This is about me coming up here

cleaning up and handling your mess.

- Look, man. Ain't nobody gotta handle shit for me.

I handle my own shit.

- Oh, really? - Yeah.

- Then why did they call me?

- Oh, yeah. Oh yeah.

Production has gone very well.

Look at that.

This time next week we will be ready for distribution.

- Mm-hmm. Ahead of schedule, may I add.

- Well, I guess we have our Jewish friend in New York

to thank for that, don't we?

- Well, I wouldn't say all that.

I mean, he was instrumental in getting us what we needed.

- Let's just hope he continues. - He will. Trust me.

We'll have no problem whatsoever from Bernie.

The man loves money too much.

Which reminds me...

Brandi, this is for you.

- What's this?

- This is a token of our appreciation

for all of your hard work.

- I don't understand.

- It's an account number for a numbered brokerage account

with $100,000 in shares for Cora International stocks.

It's been transferred.

- I don't know what to say.

- Well, you've been very valuable

to this endeavor, Doctor,

and we wanted to show it. And there will be more deposits

added to that account as this project grows.

- Oh, thank you.

- Don't thank us. Just keep your eyes on the prize.

And I don't mean my son. - Oh.

Certainly.

- How about we go out for dinner

and dancing to celebrate? I know a quaint place

by the water that serves the best seafood.

- I would love that.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.

- That's my boy.

- You do know that once she's used up her usefulness,

he's gonna break her heart.

- I almost feel sorry for her.

- Liar.

You know what he's capable of. You taught him.

Hmm?

- Yeah, I did, didn't I? - Yeah, you did.

Well, now that you have your drug, hmm,

how are you gonna distribute it

without involving Cora International?

- Well, how did Jesus distribute the Gospels?

He sent out his apostles to spread the word.

- Did you get it? - Yeah, I got it.

Way to go.

gonna get this G round real quick.

- Charlie, there was $80,000 left in that account.

- Eh? - And my name is on it.

- Yeah? Best not be touching it.

- Well, why not? I mean, my name is on the account.

I should be able to just go in there and get whatever I need.

I mean-- - You wanna know why.

- Why?

- 'Cause I would hate to have to murder my little sister

over some trickery, yo. That's why.

Now, I'll be needing that debit card.

Thank you, little sis. Mm-hm, that was a wise choice.

Now you could take a little trip somewhere.

Tour the subway system or something.

Feel what I'm saying?

- You're short $200, Charlie.

- Yeah? Well, I'ma fax you the rest.

You talking about short.

Come payback time,

you trying to get some wrap up your ass.

- None of this shit had to happen.

All you had to do was what Pop paid you for.

Which was find X. Or do I need to handle that, too?

- Cuz, if you can do that, then your Pops wouldn'ta hired me.

Whassup, beautiful? Tell me somethin' good.

- How much is finding Charlie worth to you?

Is it worth 10 grand?

- I mean, yeah, I can make that happen.

- Okay, cool. 'Cause he just left.

- He just left?

If you want 10 grand, you gotta do better than that.

You know where he went?

- I mean, no, not exactly.

But he did say something about going to buy a car.

- Interesting. But that shit ain't worth 10 grand.

- No, but he'll be back. I mean, I can promise you that.

So why don't you just come over here

and bring some of that good dick by?

We could talk about it.

- 'A'ight, I'll see you in a few.

- Listen--

- You don't want to do this.

And I don't want to embarrass you in front of your boys.

So get the fuck out the way, man.

- I promise you, 'cuz, from the bottom of my heart,

this ain't over.

But I am gonna respect Kim and her place of business.

Unlike you.

- Whatever, man.

Look, man, let me go find out

what Brother X sister got to say.

- You do that.

- Okay.

It's not fancy. - Mm-hmm.

But I guarantee this is the best all-beef

hot dog in the city. Hands down.

- Why are you always feeding me?

- Because I care.

- You do? - I do.

I really do.

- I missed you.

- Oh, I missed you too.

I'm sorry that we haven't been able to get together sooner.

With Brother Minister out of town, I had to--

- Listen, I get it.

I'm just happy you're safe.

- Of course. Why wouldn't I be?

- Brother X is back in New York.

- Are you sure?

- Positive.

They found the delivery truck that he stole in Alabama.

Along with the driver's body.

- Okay. Okay.

I appreciate you for telling me.

Look, your protection is my priority.

He will not harm a hair on your head.

I swear.

- Thanks. But it's not my safety or well-being

I'm concerned about. It's yours.

- Why would you be worried about me?

- Elijah, Xavier thought of you like a son.

He probably hates you worse than he does the Duncans.

Because you kept me alive.

- So be it.

There comes a time in every man's life

when he has to show his father he's a man.

- Ah, whassup? - What's up Little Vegas?

I hear you was back from Mexico.

How was it? - It was fun.

I'm thinking of going back there for the summer next year.

- Did you hook up with any of those senoritas?

- I got a couple of numbers. Hey, you know me.

- Yeah, I know. Keep your options open up.

That's good.

So listen, you busy?

- I mean, I gotta hook up with a friend

to play a video game later. Besides that, I'm good.

- Cool. So back to the reason why I'm here.

Can you put a temporary hold on a bank account for me?

So the account holder has to come to the branch?

- I mean, I can do that.

But I'm not supposed to be hacking anymore.

Grandpa would kill me if he found out about it.

- Come on, Little Vegas.

It ain't I like I'm asking you to--to breach the firewall

of a federal agency or nothing like that.

I'm just asking you to freeze the account temporarily.

That's it.

You want this Brother X dude to be caught, right?

- I mean, of course I do.

- A'ight then. Look, you do this,

and catching Brother X is in the bag.

- All right. You have to promise me

you're not gonna tell anyone I did this.

- I promise, man. You got my word.

- Yo, what y'all doing?

- We ain't doin' nothin'.

Little Vegas was just showing me a new video game

he's about to play. That's it.

- Shouldn't you be out looking for somebody, Curtis?

As far as I know,

X ain't hiding in Nevada's computer.

He's out there in them streets.

- Man, let me worry about Brother X, a'ight?

And take your ass down to the Hellfire Club.

I heard they running the two for one special.

- Okay, you like playing games.

Well, I'm gonna play a game myself.

And it's called "I forgot to pay you."

Look Nevada, you still want me to take you driving later?

- Sure. If you're not busy like last time.

- Look, I'm sorry about that. I'll be here, all right?

- Cool.

Done. The account holder has to walk into a branch

if they're going to obtain any funds.

- Sweet.

Hey, who's the "A Smart Gamer" chick?

And why she wanna know where you're at?

- She's just a friend I play video games with online.

She's cool.

- I see your M.O., Little Vegas.

You think you slick.

I see what you doin'.

Look, thanks for doing that for me, a'ight?

And good luck with your "A Smart Gamer" chick.

- Is everything okay?

- Hey, I'm here. Sorry, I'm late but you ready?

- Xavier.

I would have thought you'd be smart enough

to stay out of town.

- Yeah, well, I had a lot of unfinished business, feel me?

- Hey--

- Yeah, this shall come in handy, insha'Allah

- How did you find me?

- See, you love these things so much

I knew you'd come through sooner or later to get one.

I just never thought you'd come through with a Duncan.

Muslim, you pussy-whipped?

I thought I taught you better than that.

- You taught me a lot of things, Xavier.

And much of it good.

But unfortunately,

some of those lessons weren't righteous.

Common sense should have told me,

but I was blinded by your teachings.

- No. No, no, no, Elijah. I groomed you as a son.

You deserted me when I needed you most.

When the Brotherhood needed you the most.

- No.

What the Brotherhood needed, what I needed,

was a leader.

A leader.

Not some radical lunatic bent on personal vengeance.

- You--you think I'm crazy, Elijah?

- I don't want to acknowledge that, Xavier.

But with 76 of our brothers dead,

you haven't left me much choice.

- Well how about if I take you out your misery, traitor,

and make you number 77?

- If you were going to kill me, you would have done it

the moment you got into this car.

- You really think you know me, don't you?

- Once upon a time. But not anymore.

- Well, you know, with or without your help,

I'm gonna kill all those Duncans.

Including that lawyer heifer you was just with.

- You can try. But without the Brotherhood,

this war you're waging against the Duncans is over.

You're outgunned and outmanned.

- Ain't nothing over till I say it's over, motherfucker.

Matter of fact, I can show you

better than I could tell you, sheik.

Loyalty has no expiration date.

Word is bond.

The hunt is on, you little bitch.

- I wanna thank you for that finder's fee.

It's been a long time since we did business.

- Five years, to be exact.

I was brokering that black tar heroin from Afghanistan

at the time. - I remember that.

That shit was good. - Ooh, yes, it was and is.

But more importantly than that, we both made a lot of money.

I'd like for us both to make a lot of money again together.

This time on a much grander scale.

- That sounds good to me. What are you proposing?

- I'm bringing a new product to market. We call it "Fire."

- You talking about HEAT? That isn't new.

If I want HEAT, I'll go straight to the source.

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

What I'm offering is far better than HEAT.

- How so? - The effects.

And what I'm offering, the effects are

far more powerful and way more addictive.

And I shouldn't have to tell a man like you

how important it is to have motivated repeat customers,

now, should I?

- That definitely sounds good. Have you spoke to Marco Cruz?

His relationship with the Duncans

might prove to be a problem.

- I wouldn't worry about Senor Marco Cruz.

From what I hear, he has enough to worry about.

- If all that you're saying is true,

why you coming at me?

Your people are more than capable.

- Ah, perhaps, but...

I run too many legitimate businesses here in Europe.

I don't want any of my people involved,

especially in the United States.

- So that's where I come in. - Uh-huh.

I want you to be our West Coast distributor.

- I see.

Got one more question. - Yeah. What's that?

- When do we get started? - Right away.

We'll find that one. Nice shot, huh?

- Well, hello, there.

Seems like I have not talked to you in forever.

Let alone see you. Hey, how are you? I miss you.

- I miss you too, Mom. How was Mexico?

- Oh my God. It was so nice.

No one parties like Senor Marco Cruz.

The sangria was to die for.

Oh my God.

Nevada had a great time. It was wonderful.

- I'm jealous. Now I know I should have gone.

- And that leads me to my next question.

Honey, when are you coming home?

I didn't realize that you were gonna be gone for so long.

- Honestly, I don't know.

I didn't think I'd be here this long.

But Sebastian's bookkeeping is a hot ass mess.

- Honey, I know that you want to help out a friend.

But I'm worried about you.

- Mom, I'm fine.

I'm gonna make it in time for the wedding, I promise.

Ma, let me call you back.

- Uh, why are you rushing me off the phone?

Everything all right?

- I'm fine. Someone just walked in.

Let me call you back. Love you.

- What the fuck?

- That is sweet.

Your mama raised you right. Hmm?

You say that every time you hang up with her?

- I try to. Now, how can I help you gentlemen?

The club is closed. We open at 9:00 tonight.

- Oh, we're well aware of the operating hours

of this establishment. My name is Billy Bob Nugent.

I heard you were looking for me.

- Yes, I have been looking for you Mr. Nugent.

- Well, here I am.

In living color.

What can I do for you, boy?

I got a important meeting at the dog track.

- You owe Sebastian $22,000,

and you need to pay up before I add the juice.

The juice. He said juice.

Is this a joke?

First of all, nobody's seen Sebastian for weeks.

Word on the street is that Baby and Doll are both dead.

So why would I pay you shit, boy?

- Because if you don't, I'm gonna put my foot

so far up your ass,

you're gonna think it's a colonoscopy.

- You...you got a set a balls, don't you?

- Yeah, a platinum pair of balls.

The size of coconuts.

Now, where the fuck is my money?

- Yeah? Well, you can wish in one hand

and shit in the other and see which one fills up faster.

'Cause shit is all you're getting from me

other than a good-ass whoopin', boy.

- I'm not your boy.

- Don't--

don't let me turn him loose on you.

You're lucky you're gettin' off

as easy as you are, you worthless piece of shit.

I've seen everything now. Colored boy with colored hair.

When a pig flies.

- Give us a minute.

Seems like there's something heavy on your mind,

Brother Elijah. What's troubling you, my son?

- I have news, Brother Minister,

and it is not favorable.

- Well, what is it? Please share.

- Xavier is back.

- Are you certain of this?

- I am.

I was at the park the other day with Sasha Duncan.

She informed me of his return.

- So the Duncans are aware of his return?

- They are, but they aren't aware

that Xavier contacted me personally.

- And what did he have to say?

- Xavier is not in his right mind, Brother Minister.

He is not a well man.

He threatened to kill all of us.

All of us.

My fear is that even though the Duncans may well be aware

of his close proximity,

they do not know what kind of threat he truly is.

- I agree.

- I promised the Duncans that if Xavier contacted me,

I would inform them, and I want to keep my word.

I will not let Xavier hurt Sasha or her family.

So I'm asking for your permission for me

to talk to the Duncans on our behalf.

- I fully understand your fondness for Sasha Duncan.

However, because of the new agreement

between the Duncans and the Table,

I think I'm best suited for this job.

- As you wish, Brother Minister.

- I will go talk to the Duncans immediately.

And be assured that I will make sure

they understand everything you shared with me today.

- There's one more thing.

- Yes.

- He now has my gun.

- Hey. You seen Nevada?

I'm supposed to take him driving.

- Man, I already did that. You was supposed to be here

like four hours ago. - Yeah, I know.

I got stuck in the uh, lab. Where is he?

- I took him and his boy to the mall.

I guess they were supposed to

meet some honeys up there or something.

- He wasn't upset, was he? - I mean, what you think, O?

- I don't know. That's why I'm asking you.

- I mean, yeah, he was--seemed pretty upset.

- Hey, Orlando. Give me a moment with your cousin.

I need to chat with him.

- Okay, he's all yours, Pop. See you later.

- What's up, Pop?

- Listen, I need you to go with Sasha to Miami.

- Miami? - Yeah.

- Come on, Unc, you ain't tryin' to get rid of me,

are ya? I mean, I know what Orlando thinks,

but I been doing this--

I promise you, I been doing this Brother X thing.

- Listen, I know you have, but this is just as important.

Your Aunt Chippy wants you to go check on Rio.

- Rio? - Yeah.

She has this feeling something's not right

down there, and her woman's intuition

has been right more than it's been wrong.

- I mean, my mom's the same way.

But this thing can't wait like a day or two?

I mean, from my understanding,

Sasha can handle this stuff on our own.

- You know?

I'm real close to catching this bastard.

- Listen, I'm sure you are.

But, you know, Sasha's very capable,

but with everything she's been through lately,

I don't want to send her out there alone.

- But why me?

I mean, you got all these highly trained dudes here.

- Listen, I would send Junior in but Rio would just think

I'm sending in a babysitter. And Orlando would just try

to tell him how to run his business.

- A'ight, I'll go. - Yeah.

- When do we leave?

- Well, let's see. Can you be ready in 20 minutes?

Jet's being fueled as we speak.

- A'ight I'll be ready. But Unc, I'm telling you,

I'm real close to catching this dude.

- 48 hours. That's all I'm asking.

If anything comes up before then,

the boys will deal with it.

- All right. - Thanks.

- And that suit is being altered for you.

- Wow. Thanks.

- Of course. Excuse me. Excuse me.

Good evening, Miss Duncan. - Hi.

I was calling to tell you

I have to leave town for a few days.

- Oh. Well, this is sudden.

I thought we were getting together tomorrow for a run.

- Yeah, we were, but something came up.

So I have to go to Miami.

- Oh, Miami. Uh, nice.

- It's for work, actually.

But you're welcome to come if you'd like to.

They have flights every hour.

- That sounds wonderful. But I can't.

Unfortunately, I have a lot of work to catch up on myself.

- Oh, I understand. I will talk to you later.

- I look forward to it. And Sasha...

- Yes?

- Have a--have a safe trip.

I'll--I'll see you when you get back.

- Oh. Yeah, I look forward to it too, Elijah. Bye.

- Sasha's going to Miami on business.

- And she invited you to come with her?

- She did? And I said "No." I can't just go on vacation.

- Oh Brother Elijah.

I love you, but sometimes you're pathetic.

- You know what? This conversation is pointless.

I'm done talking to you.

- All I'm saying is if I had a smart, beautiful woman

invite me to Miami,

I definitely won't be sitting here moping.

I'll be gone. I'll be packing my bags

and looking forward to losing my virginity.

- Get out. Go.

- Shit.

- What is it?

- It's a problem.

- What kind of problem?

- A fucking Cuban problem.

- What? - Yo. Open the door. It's me.

- What you want, Charlie? - Salaam Alaikum.

You know my name is Xavier.

Now, I need you to go put some clothes on,

go down to this bank

and see what's wrong with this account 'fore they close.

- You gonna give me some money if I go?

- I'll give you $100.

- $100? Man, that ain't shit.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'll you $200 if you hurry up.

- Fine.

- Don't do that.

- Don't do what? I ain't even saying nothin' 'cuz.

I ain't say one word.

- I know your thoughts, Curtis. Just say it.

- Whatever.

- Uh-hmm.

- What's up sexy? - He's here.

- What? Speak up. I can't hear you.

- I said, "He's here." He's in the bathroom.

So you've got to get here quick 'cause he not gonna be here

much longer when I get back from the bank.

- Shit. I can't get there right now.

- Well, that ain't got nothin' to do with me.

And I still want my money like you promised.

I did what I'm supposed to do.

- Now, I'ma get you your money.

Ain't you got to worry about that.

But look, keep him there as long as possible.

And don't mention that I'm coming.

- Okay. Okay.

- What's up, Curtis? What's going on?

- Hey Jimmy, I got a lead on Brother X.

I'll send you the address, but you got to get there ASAP.

- I gotcha. - Now, man.

You gotta get there quick.

I mean, you only got like a half an hour or so.

- A'ight, we're on it. Send the address.

- Cool. I'll hit you when we land.

And remember, second floor apartment 204.

I'll send you the address right now.

- Copy. Yo, O.

I just got a call from Curtis. Got a lead on brother X.

- Oh, he knows what X is? Good. He can go and get him.

Not us. That's what we pay him for.

Instead of sitting around here, lounging, cooking,

and--and playing golf and hanging out with Nevada.

I mean, what that look like doing his job? You crazy.

- Yo, what's wrong with you, man?

- What's wrong with you?

I'm not doing his job. That's what we pay him for.

- No, what's wrong with you? You got an attitude, man.

- Hey, hey, hey. What's going on here?

- Pop, Curtis just called. He has a lead on Brother X.

He sent over the address where we could find them.

- Then why aren't you heading over there?

- Pop, we're not just gonna rush

all the way down to Brooklyn

and hope that's where X might be.

If Curtis was sure where he was at,

he'd go down there and play hero himself.

- Curtis can't go.

Besides, we're family, okay? We need to be backing him up.

- I mean, that's fair. But where is he?

- Your mother and I sent him to Miami to check on Rio.

Now you listen to me, boy, and you listen to me good now.

Okay, I want everyone rounded up

and headed to that address now.

- Pop, this don't make sense.

- Don't you understand a thing I just said?

I don't give a shit if he sent you the address

to an IHop on Jupiter. You go now.

I want that Brother X caught, and I want him caught now.

- Here man.

- He got a real attitude problem.

We got it Pop. Be right back.

- Hurry up, man. - What the f--

- If they don't tip, get them out of here.

You know what to do. We ain't playing that shit.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Welcome to Maude's where we guarantee--

- Y'all got an open chair for a mani?

- Oh, it's you. You got my shit?

- Well, damn, Maude. Hello to you too.

- Well, hello, Billy Bob. You got my shit?

- Not exactly.

- What the fuck you mean, "Not exactly"?

You appear in my spot and you ain't got my shit?

- Whoa. Easy. I'm doing you a favor.

You called me. I ain't call you.

- The reason why I called you was because I need my shit.

And if you ain't got my shit,

I need you to take your little skinny ass out of my shop.

- Okay, all right. Give me three steps.

I'll leave.

But I think I might have something you want.

- Spill it.

Is it better than HEAT? Because HEAT is my shit.

- Oh, baby. It's so much better than HEAT.

This will light you up and set you on fire.

I tell you what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna leave a little sample right here for you.

If you like it,

I'm fairly certain you know where to find me.

- If this some bullshit,

I'ma come find your little skinny ass, Billy Bob.

Get out of here.

- I believe you'll be hunting me down either way.

Oh, and Maude, go easy on them rascals.

Take only one. That ain't HEAT. It's Fire.

- All right, it's the second floor.

I'm gonna go first. Carl, Carlos, you cover me.

DJ, C-note, you cover the side and the back of the building.

O, you cover the front.

- I got 500 that says he's not even here.

- O, you really gonna do this shit right now?

- Just sayin'. - O, are you with us or not?

- I'm gonna cover the front, but I'm telling you

I'm singing all the way home, "I told you so."

- Let's go guys.

- Shit.

- Hello, Ruby?

- Hey, Orlando.

- Where are you? And where's my son?

- I didn't call to argue, Orlando.

I called to talk, so just lose the attitude, please.

- Okay. I apologize. We can talk.

- Well, I just wanted to tell you

that your son...

I don't know how to say this.

- Oh, shit.

- What's that? - That's coming from out front.

That's gotta be Orlando. - Yeah, it sounds like it.

- Let's go. Come on.

- I heard the shots. Was that Brother X?

- Yeah, that was him. - What happened?

- He slipped away in his car. I missed him.

- How? He had to come through that door.

- I don't know what to tell you, Junior.

I fucked up.

- You on your phone?

- How do you got your phone in your hand?

You know we're fucked, bro. Papa's gonna kill us.

- No, he's gonna kill me.

- I can't believe this shit.