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- What's this man's name?

- I believe his name
is Armeen Shah.

- I can, uh, watch.

- Same.

To make sure that
I don't do anything.

- Nevada. He is your successor.

- Is this what the fuck
you talking about?

- That's it. That's the FIRE.

Everybody wants that shit.

- Xavier, what are
you doing here?

- Yo, Pepe, is that the rocker,
young king, Nevada Duncan?

Very impressed for your mind,
body, and your soul.

- Tío, what are you doing here?

Ay, you got any more weapons
on you

besides these guns right here?

- I got one on the way,

but we can talk
about that some other time.

- How you doing, man?

- Doing pretty good.
I heard about Raphael.

I'm sorry, I tried to call,
but it just didn't go through.

- I wasn't taking any calls,
you know.

I couldn't talk to anybody

after the assassination
of my son.

He died right--

I'm sorry,
I don't mean to frighten you.

Your big cousin Ralphie,
he was my one and only son.

He's gone now.

I miss my boy.

- Hey.

I can only imagine
what you're going through,

but you let me into your family
no questions asked.

If you ever need me, I'm here.

- Okay.

- Oh, my God!
- Are you ready?

- I am ready.
- I'm so excited.

- Okay, so we're gonna
have a good time.

- Yes.

- Yah! Yah!

- Yeah!

- Um, uh, excuse me,
Aunt Chippy.

- Yes, baby?

- What are you doing
and where are you going?

- I'm going
to the bridal shower.

Or should I say
bachelorette party?

Ooh!

You're not gonna
leave me behind.

- Okay, Aunt Chippy,
we're gonna be out so late.

Maybe you should just--

- No, that's why I told LC to,
you know, not wait up for me.

I haven't been to a great
bachelorette party in years.

Let's go. Yah!

- Excuse me, ladies.

Please follow me.

- You know, I was worried
after his murder.

I thought I had nobody left.

Raphael, he had no children.

I mean, he was
to marry Natalia.

They did promise
to make me a grandpa.

But it's sad--
I kept thinking that

there'd be nobody
left to continue

the family name.

My name. Señor Cruz.

I built that legacy
with my bare hands.

- My grandpa
talks about that a lot.

He tells me Duncan's
more than just a name.

It's a responsibility
to a family.

We need to be careful
and act accordingly.

So I guess it's my time
to step up too.

- Heh. You will.

Pepe--shh.

LC Duncan is a great man.

Your grandpa told me
wonderful things about you.

How smart you are,
all the languages you know.

And he was so right.

You not only represent
the Duncans,

but you represent
the Cruz familia as well.

Oh, how I want to teach you so
many things like I did my son.

On my honor, one day, I wanna
take you back to Mexico with me

and introduce you
to the most powerful people.

Familia, family.

Your introduction will be
the future of the Duncans'

and Cruzes' family business.

That's your legacy.

- I like the sound of that.

This is my home.

I grew up here.
I was raised here.

- I know.

But perhaps one day...

You will have two homes.

- Perhaps.

- Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

- Wait a minute, Rio,
what are you doing here?

- Who the hell do you think
put all this shit together?

- Oh, that's my boy.

- Ladies, ladies, ladies,
welcome to my club, Vertigo.

We have everything
set up for you.

Miss Sonya, are you ready?

- Ooh, hell, yeah, I'm ready!

- Take a seat.

- Guys, we need cocktails!
Cocktails, cocktails!

- Now, ladies, we have
a long night ahead of us.

But I would first like
to make a toast to Sonya.

May this be the first night
that you partied

Duncan-style.

- All right, all right,
all right.

- Let the party begin.

- Oh, oh, oh, oh!

Oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh.

- I got a delivery
for somebody named Sonya.

- Um, that would be me.

- I'm Dante Inferno,

and I've come here
to make this thing hot.

Real hot.

- Brother Rashad
has been killed.

Brother Rashad
has been killed.

- Hi.

- Sasha.

- Elijah, are you okay?

- I-I can't--

I-I-I can't be here any longer.

- Okay. Just wait. Calm down.

I'm-I'm coming over.
Just don't move, okay?

- It's just--

It's just too much.

- Um, yeah, I gotta go.

- Uh, where are you going?
- To my man.

He needs me right now.
I love you.

It was fun. Great job.

- Love you too.

- My name is Azzie,

and I will be
your instructor this evening.

- Instructor?
Instructor for what?

- Twerking 101.

- Yeah!
- Oh, okay!

- Get up! Get up! Come on!

- What am I doing?

- All right, first move.

Bend on over a little bit.

Look back at it.

- Mm-hmm.

- Oh!

- Try again!

- Rio, you outdid yourself
this time.

- I know.

- Wait, where's London?

- I don't know.
She was here a while ago.

- You need to take that?

- No, that's just my
soon-to-be ex-husband.

- Elijah, are you okay?

- I have to get out of here.

I--I feel like I'm consumed
with my own thoughts.

I keep seeing...

Xavier kill Rashad.

I have to stop him.

He can't--he can't
get away with this.

- He won't--he won't get away
with this, okay?

We are gonna find him.

He will pay.

I promise.

- Where--where are we going?

- We're going for a long drive.

To one of my favorite places.

Just sit back.

Just not think
for a moment, okay?

- I'll try.

- What's the real deal, Bernie?

I'm sure you didn't have me
come all this way

just for my good looks,
did you?

- Hmm. I did not.

I invited you to make sure

you hadn't had any incidents.

- Incidents.

Why would there be
any incidents?

- Well, as you know,
the Duncans

aren't exactly pleased by
your declining sales in HEAT.

- Well, tough shit.

I don't control
what people want.

And right now,
they do not want HEAT.

They want FIRE.

- I understand.

But as you can see
from the last meeting,

LC sees things
quite differently.

And with Brother Minister
and his army of killers

by his side,
he wants to make an example.

- You know, maybe, um,

maybe I can take a ride
up there and talk to him.

- No, no, that would
only cause trouble.

But...

I do have an idea
if you're interested.

- Oh, yeah. I'm interested.

- Wake up. Come on, stand up.
We don't have much time.

- For what?

- You said you want
to take a shower, qué no?

Let's go. Get up.

- I would like
to take a shower.

- Blade and Alejandro
are gone to town.

We don't much time.
All right?

We're good?

- We're good.

- Hold on. Let's go.

- Thank you, Danny.

Now, Mr. Red,
in order to avoid a war,

I need you to make a call
and adjust your order of HEAT

back to the original amount
that you previously ordered.

- Bernie, why would I do that?

I have way more than enough
HEAT as it is.

And I'm selling
a lot more FIRE.

I can't put my capital into
a product I can't get rid of.

- I assure you
that's not gonna be a problem.

You're not gonna have an issue
getting rid of it

because I'm gonna
take it off your hands.

- You above all people
don't need a middle man.

- That's right. I don't.
But you do.

When it comes
to avoiding war with LC.

War is bad for business.

And the less LC's bottom line
has to do with HEAT,

the less chance
there is for war.

- Okay. That makes sense.
- Yeah.

- Makes sense.
- Certainly does. Okay.

Now, can I count on you
to do what is necessary

to keep things statuesque?

- Yes.

I'll make the call.
- Ah.

- What are you waiting for?
You only got five minutes.

- Are you just gonna sit there?

Well, sí.

You did say I could watch.

I mean, I don't want you
trying to escape or anything.

- Oh, sí.

Pero it's gonna take
more than five minutes

for me to wash my hair.

- Hmm.

- Did you get a call
from the Duncans?

- Yeah, I got a call
about the meeting.

- What are you gonna do?
You gonna go?

- Right now? I don't know.
I don't trust the man.

What about you?

- I mean, I don't know.

The last person I really wanna
piss off is LC Duncan.

- I get that.

But right now, LC's being
a little unreasonable

about this FIRE situation.

And I don't know about you,

but I'm selling way more FIRE
than HEAT.

- So are we.

- Look, I have it
on good authority

anyone that arrives there
and doesn't agree with LC

will not leave
that meeting alive.

So from where I'm sitting,

if I ain't there,
I can't disagree with the man.

- Where the hell is everybody?
God damn!

- It looks like we're
the only ones here, old friend.

- It appears that our friends
have abandoned us

for FIRE and its distributor.

- I have to agree
with the minister.

It appears your only friends
are right here.

- And their absence today
speaks volumes.

- Loud and clear.

- I can't fucking believe this.

How the hell did this happen?

- The situation puts us
at a disadvantage,

but it's not hopeless.

From where I'm sitting,
I think that

it would be
the opportune time for you

to reconsider
selling the formula to HEAT.

- That's not happening, Bernie.

Like we told you,
HEAT belongs to the--

- Maybe you're right, Bernie.

It is something to consider.

We put a lot of money
and time into this.

Walking away with 2 billion
could be a win.

- Our original offer
was for $1 billion,

but I raised it to 2.

However, that price may need
to be renegotiated

considering the demand for HEAT

has diminished quite a bit

since the arrival of FIRE.

- We are talking
over a billion.

- Certainly.

- Son...

I know this is your creation.

But, um, it appears

we're holding
a losing hand here.

Maybe it's time to fold.

- Ah, fuck.

If you say so, Pop.

- I'll talk to my family.

Get back to you
within 24 hours.

- Sounds fair.

- Brother Minister.
- LC.

- Fuck!

- Are you sure about this, Pop?
Because I'm not.

- Son, at this point,

I don't see where we have
any other choice.

Selling HEAT may be
our best move right now.

Somebody major is behind FIRE.

I just can't figure out
who it is.

- I might be able
to help you out with that.

You ever hear of a man
named Alexander Cora?

- Wow. Not a bad day.

Cora International Stocks
just split five to one.

And the board approved
a million shares

and stock options each for me
and a half mil for you.

I don't think things
could go any better.

- I agree.

Oh, oh.

Perhaps they can.

I'm gonna put you on speaker.

Bernie!

Did you secure that additional
HEAT that we requested?

- Yes. Yes, Mr. Cora.

I have secured
all of that and more.

How would you like to be
the owner

of the formula for HEAT?

- I would like that very much.

Are you telling me
you can make that happen?

- I'm saying there has
never been

a better time to make an offer,

and at a substantially
lower price, I might add.

There is, of course,
my customary 10%

for facilitating the exchange.

And, uh, of course,
an additional 5%

to offset the income

that I'm losing no longer
selling you HEAT.

- Bernie, if you can
make that happen,

I will be in your debt.

Let me ask you this.
What is the mood of the seller?

- I've known the man
for 30 years,

and I've never seen him
this demoralized.

Good.

Sounds like things are finally
falling into place.

Mr. Goldman, go ahead
and make that purchase.

And I would like for
our business to be concluded

by the end of the week.

- Yes. That makes two of us.

I'll be in touch.

- Done.

We'll have the HEAT
by the end of this week.

- Congratulations.
- Yeah. Thank you, son.

Ma always said
if we put in the hard work,

we reap the rewards.
- Yes, she did.

Listen, where is your mother,
by the way?

- She mentioned something
about looking up

an old friend in Paris.
- Ah.

- She been acting
a little weird lately.

- Yeah, she, uh,

she always gets that way
around this time of year.

But I may have something

to perk up her spirits
over the weekend

after we finalize
the purchase of HEAT.

- Anything you care to share?
- Nope.

Well, it's supposed
to be a surprise

but I'm gonna share it
with the entire family

over Sunday dinner, alright?

Listen, why don't you
bring Brandi?

- If she doesn't
drive me crazy first.

Oh, by the way, Juan Rodriguez
is waiting outside,

and, uh, he's been out there
quite some time.

- What the hell does he want?

Man's not supposed to be here.

- He's probably here
to kiss the ring.

Isn't that what gangsters do?

- Send him in.

- Congrats, Dad.

- To us, son.
- To us.

- Hmm.

My daughter has better taste
than I thought.

- Who's your daughter?

Most importantly,
who the hell are you?

- First things first,

if you think
you're going to use the gun

that you've hidden
in the cushion of that couch,

think again.

- Again, who are you?

- My name is Dominique Le Roe.

- Pleasure to meet you,
Ms. Le Roe.

Now, can you be kind enough
to tell me what the hell

you're doing in my house
pointing a gun at me?

- Mostly because
I don't know you.

And people who have guns
hidden all over their homes

usually are pretty dangerous.

And also because
I want something from you,

and I don't have time
to play games.

- What is it that you want?

- There's a woman--
my daughter, to be exact--

and I've been trying
to contact her,

but I haven't found her.

I do believe, though, you may
know of her whereabouts.

- And who is your daughter?

Her name is Sagittarius Cora.

- They know her as Sage.

Is the mention of my daughter's
name that amusing to you?

- What amuses me is the fact
that you have a gun

pointed at me
while my beautiful fiancée

has a gun pointed at your dome.

Aw, how cute.

I guess that means
I'm at a disadvantage, huh?

However, that doesn't change
the purpose for my visit.

I'm looking for my daughter,

and I need you
to help me find her.

- I have no idea who she is.

Doesn't know who she is.

That's a lie.

You know exactly
who my daughter is.

So now, I'm gonna
ask you again,

where can I find my daughter?

- To be honest with you,
I have no idea where she is.

Sage is a ghost.

But if I do run into her,

I'll tell her
her lovely mother says hello.

Now, could you be kind enough

to get
the hell out of my house?

I gotta make
my beautiful fiancé breakfast.

She gets cranky
when she's hungry.

- Goodbye.

- Ciao.

- Mr. Rodriguez. Please.

I'm Alexander Cora.

And welcome to Cora Resorts.

- It's nice to finally meet.

- Likewise--or not.

I was under the impression
that you understood

that you and I
were never to meet.

Your mere presence here

could jeopardize
everything I've built.

- I'm here because there
are things you should know.

- Oh, oh, well, in that case,
I'm all ears.

- LC Duncan knows about
my involvement with FIRE.

And he also knows
about Alejandro.

Something I didn't know
until recently.

Now why is that?

- Alejandro. Juan, right? Juan.

Juan, Alejandro--
or Mr. Zuniga's--

involvement has, uh, ooh.

Nothing to do with you.

So if that's why you thought

that we should speak
face to face,

you have wasted
both of our times.

- Right.

And if you know
anything about me,

you know I don't like
to be blindsided

by my business partners,
Alexander.

Yeah. About that.

See, Juan, you're more of a--
an associate

than you are
a business partner.

Let's not make things bigger
than they are, Mr. Rodriguez.

I have a product, you sell it.

It's as simple as that.

- Thank you
for the clarification.

But if LC Duncan and
his partners come after you,

me and my people
will be nowhere to be found.

- LC Duncan is a nonfactor.
- Right.

- And his partners
are lining up to buy FIRE.

- That is true.

But it's Marco Cruz
you need to worry about.

He's loyal to LC Duncan.
He's always in his corner.

- See, now we're back to
about that.

Señor Marco Cruz.

I understand that he's got
enough to deal with right now.

I hear that he's going through
a personal tragedy.

Yeah.

A death can be
such a distraction.

- You killed Raphael?

- Was very nice to meet you,
Mr. Rodriguez.

Thank you for stopping by.

And Juan,

I know that you've been around
long enough to understand

that the best kept secrets are
the ones that keep you alive.

Yeah, it's me.

I may have a job--

No, you know what? Never mind.

I might wanna kill
this motherfucker myself.

- What's going on, O?
- What's up, Junior?

- How did the meeting go?

- It didn't.

The only ones that showed up

were Brother Minister, Bernie,
and Señor Cruz.

What the fuck is going on?

- Get the fuck outta here.

Pop must be going apeshit.

Some of those people
have been doing business

with us for over 30 years.

- Yeah, well,
the worst part about it is,

Pop is thinking about selling
the formula to HEAT to Bernie.

- Come on,
Pop would never do that.

He knows that HEAT's your baby.

- Yeah, well,
babies need to be nurtured,

and they need attention.

And the way we were blindsided
this morning at the meeting

proves that nobody
gives a shit about HEAT.

- I don't understand it.

How can they not just show up

without us
knowing ahead of time?

- Don't ask me.

Logistics and shit
is what Harris used to schedule

and take care of, man.

I never thought I'd say it,

but I miss
that weaselly bastard.

- Yeah, me too.

- Oh, man.
- Pop sure does.

Called them three times
already this morning.

- Jesus Christ, O.

I feel like
I'm watching everything

that Mom, Pop, Uncle Lou,
Larry built

fall apart, piece by piece.

- Yeah.

It is, Junior.

It is.

- Well, I guess this isn't
the greatest time to tell you,

but I'm thinking about moving
down south after the wedding.

- Say word?

- Word.

- 'Sup, little Vegas?
How was your workout?

- Pretty good.
Getting big, man.

- Want one of these
Philly cheesesteaks?

- Yeah--you're gonna have
to make it to go, though.

- Why? What you going on?
A date?

- Nah, I'm headed to Mexico
to spend time with Tío.

- Oh, yeah, I did see
Señor Cruz around here.

Well, if you gonna be king,

guess you gotta check out your
castle down there too, right?

I think it's good that you
hang out with him, man.

He seems like a cool dude.

- Yeah, he is cool.

- Hey, and you probably got
some little señorita down there

you trying to get with.

Just make sure you wrap it up.

Don't be bringing
no babies back here, man.

- Oh, my God, every time, man.

Shut up, man.

I mean, it sucks, though,

'cause I might not make it
back for the wedding.

- I mean, I get it.

But it ain't like we having
the bachelor party, anyway.

- Yeah, that's true.

I was pretty excited for that,
but I agree with Grandpa.

It's his choice.
- Mm-hmm.

- We can still hang out
when I get back though, right?

- Yeah, man, of course.
You know.

I mean, if I'm still in town.

I plan on catching
that bastard Brother X.

Then I'ma head back
to Waycross.

You can come visit me
anytime you want to, man.

You got--you got family
in Georgia you need to meet.

- Mi'jo, you ready?

- Sí, Tío.

- Let's get your bags.
- All right.

Take it easy, all right?
Love you, man.

- Love you.

- Hey, mi'jo,
let's get out of here.

- Hey Triple OG,

can I holla at you
for a minute?

- It's okay, mi'jo.

- Hey, he one of the good ones.
Teach him right.

- He's a good kid.
- Yeah.

- I wanna teach him
to be great.

- I know a guy like you
don't need my advice.

No, and I mean no disrespect,

but I'ma say it anyway.

If you want
his undying loyalty,

make sure he sees his ma.

- Hey there.
- Oh!

- Well, I ordered you a drink,
but I'm expecting the groom

to have a little bit
more excitement than this.

I mean, you're not getting
cold feet, are you?

Everything okay?

- I'm definitely
not getting cold feet.

I love Sonya more than ever,
if that's even possible.

Everything is good.

- Well, if you need me
for anything,

you know I got you, right?

- Oh, I know.

I really haven't had a chance
to say thank you

for what you did
for me and Sonya.

It meant a lot.
- Yeah.

Chippy wasn't too damn happy
when she found out,

but you know what?

Fuck her
'cause you a grown-ass man.

- Come on, Auntie.

- Anyway, Junior,

I do have a reason
for wanting to see you,

other than looking at this
handsome face of yours.

I have a wedding gift for you.

- A gift?

You could have just
brought it to the wedding.

You're coming, right?
- I am.

But I wanted to give this
to you beforehand.

I figured that you would
want this a little earlier.

- What is it?

- Mm. Come with me.

Come on.

Leave that drink and come on.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

- Wait.
- Ta-da.

Aunt Donna!

What?

Is this Uncle Lou's?

Yep.

But it's yours now.
This is your gift.

- Are you kidding me?

- I know how much you love
the old cars and, whew!

You and Lou used to spend hours

turning junk into jewels,
as he would say.

So I thought it was only
fitting if I give you this.

- How can I thank you?

- Congratulations, babe.

- Thank you so much.
I love you.

- Tonight we celebrate, ah?

Salud.

Señor Cruz?

- Triple Star OG Alejandro,

it's always good
to hear your voice, man.

- It's good to hear
your voice too.

What do I owe the pleasure?

- I'm on my way to LA
to surprise Consuela.

Have you seen her?

She hasn't, uh,

answered any of my phone calls.

- Yeah, she's out of town
right now, visiting her son.

- In New York, huh?

Perhaps you could
do me a favor.

Let her know her big brother's
looking for her.

I got some bad news
about her nephew.

- I'll have her call you.

- Ramon.

- Sí, Consuela.

I hear you.

Tonight,
I'm gonna get us out of here.

So be ready, okay?

- Sí, Consuela.

- Hola, guapo.

- Hola.
Are you ready for your shower?

- Oh, I'm ready.
Are you ready?

- Remember.

- Oh. I'll be a good girl,
I promise.

- Vámanos.
- Vámanos.

- Everybody ready? Pepe?

- Listo.
- Fernando?

- Sí, patron.

- Mi'jo.

I don't even
have to ask if you're ready.

You locked and loaded?

- Locked and loaded.

- It's very important
once you cross that line,

ain't no going back.

You're about
to earn your stripes.

I'm doing this for you.

You understand?

I love you like a son.
Let's go get your ma.

Why are we still here?

- Vámanos.

- No, no, no, no.

- Qué? Qué paso?

- Now, I want you to join me
in the shower.

I wanna look at all that.

- Oh.

Despacito.

- Despacito? Sí!

- Uh-huh.

- Mm.

Oh, yeah.

God damn!

- Ramon.

- Consuela.
- Si, vámonos, vámonos.

We gotta go.

Rápido.

Ramon, we have to go.

Nevada! Nevada!

- Mom. Ma.