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["BET the Family Business" playing]

♪ Let's get this money, money ♪

♪ We got a mansion in Dubai ♪

♪ And our wardrobe keep us fly ♪

♪ We know you like it, aye ♪

♪ We know you like it, yeah ♪

♪ We always winnin' and that's no lie ♪

♪ You really wish you had our life ♪

♪ We know you like it, aye ♪

♪ We know you like it ♪

♪ It's the family business ♪

-♪ Oh, nah, nah ♪ -♪ Family business ♪

♪ If one win, we all win ♪

-♪ Oh, nah, oh ♪ -♪ Family business ♪

[song concludes]

[pensive music playing]

What's wrong? Why are you standing there like that?

What did the twins say?

They didn't.

Both of their phones went to voicemail, same thing with Dad's phone.

-Did you ping his phone? -Yes, but we got nothing back.

-Shit! -What the hell is going on?

L.C. and the twins never made it home last night.

My God. [inhales] You think something happened to them?

-I hope not. -You want me to call Orlando?

-The plane didn't take off yet. -No.

We told him that we would take care of things here,

and that is what we're going to do.

Besides, he needs to concentrate on taking care of Vincent.

-You're right. -[Charlotte] Okay.

I don't care how you do it,

but I need to know the last time your grandfather's phone

hit a cell tower. Yeah?

-Yes, Grandma. -Good. Call Detective Bryant.

I wanna know if your father was in an accident,

or in the hospital, or God help us, in the morgue.

And tell Rob and the men to be ready in 20 minutes.

-Yes, ma'am. -Where… where are you going?

[exhales] I am going upstairs to change so I can find my husband.

Is there anything I can do?

Call Curtis.

We need his expertise as a bounty hunter to trace L.C.

-Okay. -Okay. [inhales] Okay, okay.

[Charlotte muttering, breathing heavily]

-[sighs] -[music concludes]

[sighs]

[Nefertiti] Yes, just like that. [gasps]

Yes! Oh, shit! [gasps]

[gasps, moans]

Yes. [gasps, moans]

-[breathes heavily] -[sighs]

You're the only man who can do it like that.

Yeah, you know, I'm thinking, I came over here to talk.

-[grunts softly] -[moans]

Is that what you thought the condom implied?

If so, then I have to come up with a better subliminal message.

No, I got the message.

I was thinkin' 'bout everything that happened back in the day.

[smooches]

I thought we was gonna at least talk first.

[chuckles]

Mm? Why didn't you talk when you walked in the door?

Well, Nef, you were damn near naked.

[chuckles] Well, you've never had a problem

using your words before.

-Never, unlike-- -Don't.

-Wait a minute. -Don't mention his name to me.

Are you still holding a grudge after 15 years?

You need to get over it!

This is some shit you just don't get over, family or not.

You was my girl and Orlando knew it.

Well, it wasn't all his fault, okay? I had played a role in it, and so did you.

-Me? -Yes.

You was the one that moved to Paris, Nef, not me!

I went to my father's finishing school, Curtis.

You could have gone too. You were invited.

My mother had breast cancer, Nef.

I wasn't going nowhere!

But more importantly, I was the one that was faithful.

[sighs] That was a long time, Curtis.

Yeah, but it still doesn't change the fact that it happened, Nef!

[grunts softly]

[sighs]

You broke my heart.

-Hmm. -[emotional music playing]

I made a mistake.

And I'll do everything in my power to fix it.

[exhales]

[cell phone buzzing]

Looks like it's my mom.

[cell phone clicks]

-Hey, Ma. -Listen.

L.C. and the twins did not come home last night.

What?

Now, Chippy's gonna want you to help trace him down.

Damn, all right, I'll be right there.

And Junior said to call Rob. He's gonna pick you up wherever you are.

All right. I'll call him right now.

-And, Curtis. -[Curtis] Yeah?

You do know who did this, don't you?

[exhales]

I'm startin' to think so.

-[cell phone clicks] -Shit.

I gotta go.

Somethin' important just came up.

I understand.

But let's not wait another 15 years to do this again.

I was thinking later on tonight…

-[chuckles] -…but the ball is in your court.

You're the one that's married.

[music fades]

Okay, here we go. [exhales]

We're on our way.

-Is he okay? -[Ruby] Yeah.

He had his meds and a sedative earlier before we left the hospital.

Hopefully, he doesn't wake up fussy.

He's flown multiple times and he's used to airplanes,

but, like me, he hates turbulence.

Well.

The flight to L.A. is about five and half hours,

and my pilot said that it's clear, so it should be smooth.

Okay, that's good.

I didn't think you were gonna show up alone.

My husband will be joining us later today, if that's what you're referring to.

You know, it was incredibly disrespectful to show up at the funeral with him.

What are you talking about, Orlando?

We came to pay our respects.

I'm talkin' about you showing up with the Dashes.

You still don't get it, do you?

I guess I don't. Why don't you break it down for me?

Me attending the funeral wasn't some petty gesture to appease you.

I was there to show respect because the Duncans are my son's family.

Then why not come alone?

Because Vinnie's my husband, so you don't get one without the other.

You act like everything that I do is about what we once had, but it's not.

It's about this beautiful boy right here.

-He's my priority. -Our priority.

If he wasn't, why would I be on this flight,

making sure that he gets the best medical attention there is?

And I'm grateful for that.

But I also think that your ego sometimes clouds your vision,

and you can only see what you once had and lost.

Oh. [clicks tongue] No. See, it's not about ego,

because you know when you really love, that doesn't go away.

Let it go, Orlando. I'm married. Concentrate on our son.

Okay.

Okay.

If that's the way you want it.

But true love never goes away.

Sounds like your problem, not mine.

[pensive music playing]

Hey, y'all ready?

Yeah, let's go.

[camera shutter clicking]

[tablet beeping]

[tablet beeping rapidly]

-This is it. -This is a church.

I know, Uncle Junior, but I can assure you,

this is where the signal's coming from.

What is Pop doin' at a church in Staten Island?

I don't know, but with their phones off,

I had to use the Bentley's GPS to track them,

and it's saying it's within 300 feet of here.

Right, um, Junior, tell Rob and Curtis to, you know,

look behind the building for the Bentley.

D.J., drive by every fucking car in this parking lot.

[line ringing]

[cell phone buzzing, clicks]

What's up, Junior?

Yo, y'all go around back and look for the Bentley.

You got it. Go around back.

Shit. Fuck is that?

Fuck is he doing out here?

We see it.

There it is! There it is!

[tires screeching]

-Looks abandoned. -Why would they leave the car here?

I don't know, but we ain't gonna find nothing

staring at it.

Oh, shit!

-We got dead bodies. -What?

-No. No. No! No! -Ma!

No, no, no! [pants]

-No. -[Curtis] Fuck!

[sobs, pants]

Where is L.C.?

-Where is L.C.? -[Curtis] I don't know!

-Well, go find him! -[Rob] We will!

Check the trunk! Check the dumpster! Check over there! Go, now!

The fuck is my husband?

We'll find him, Ma. We'll find him.

[Rob] Dumpster's empty.

[music fades]

Think I'm gonna go shopping.

Are you sure he said he was gonna be here at 9:00 a.m. or p.m.?

-Yeah, he said a.m. -[keys clacking]

We've been texting all week. See?

He sent me that last night.

London, I know you're stressed about your dad and everything. So am I.

-But don't take it out on Mariah. -I'm not.

I'm just so sick of him disappointing my kids.

-He'll be here. -Hmm.

-[door opens] -[gasps, squeals]

-Hey, girl. -[Mariah] Hey. Hey.

-Yes. -Okay.

You don't have to be a secret no more.

-Who's that? -That is the reason I'm divorced.

Mom, this is my secret sister, Melanie.

What the hell are you doing here?

Um, my dad sent me to pick Mariah up.

He said he called you and texted you, but, um, you didn't answer.

That's because he's blocked.

And there's no way in hell I'm letting you take my daughter anywhere.

I'm just doing as I was told.

You know, I don't wanna disappoint her.

Okay, well, I don't care what you was told--

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Not here, not now,

and not in front of Mariah.

You know, it's okay. I can go, and we can do this another time.

-No. -Bye.

-Mommy, no. -Wait a minute. What's your name? Melanie?

Come back, come back.

I'll take you to the movies.

-Can she come with us? -No.

Would you like to go with us?

-Sure, I'll go. [chuckles] -Yay!

I've got this. It's gonna be okay.

-We'll talk about this when I come home. -You damn right, we will.

[cell phone buzzing, clicks]

Hello, love.

[male voice] Hello. What have you been up to?

Well, just had sex, happily spending your money.

Uh, will I see you tonight for dinner?

[male voice] Yes, I'll be at your father's house tonight.

Hmm. Great.

[suspenseful music playing]

[male voice] And make sure you wear something sexy.

Well, then I have to get something extra sexy.

[male voice] That shouldn't be a problem.

You have enough credit cards to get exactly what you need.

Oh, which I thank you for.

Well, I'll see you at my father's place for dinner.

Love you.

-[camera shutter clicking] -[male voice] I'm sure you do.

Love you too.

[music fades]

-[line ringing] -[tense music playing]

I don't know who the fuck you think you're playin' with,

but I am not the one.

[Raven] Why are you callin' my man's phone?

I'm talkin' about you sendin' that thot to pick up Mariah

instead of comin' to do it yourself.

[Raven] Uh-uh,

I know you just call my daughter a thot, heffer!

Mm. Well, what else you gon' call the daughter of a whore?

-[Raven] Whore? -You heard me.

Now, stay away from my kids, and I'm not gon' tell you again.

[Raven] Oh, you might as well get used to me seeing them.

I mean, 'cause I'm not going anywhere.

Oh, baby, let me tell you one motherfucking thing, okay?

You gon' stay away from my kids

or the only place you gon' be going is missing.

And if you think I'm playing, you might wanna ask Harris

just how I get down.

[line disconnects]

Okay. [chuckles] That shit there was better than therapy.

[cell phone chimes]

What the f…

Shit.

[car horn honking]

-Fuck you! -[car horn honking]

[music concludes]

I sent a message to London and Rio.

They're heading back to the house now.

What about Paris?

She was following up on a lead about Sasha's death down in VA.

She's driving back. She'll be home tonight.

Good. We're going to need her.

I agree. What about Orlando?

Want me to call him?

His plane should have landed by now.

No, I told you do not disturb him.

[sighs] We can handle this ourselves.

I hear what you're sayin', Ma,

but don't you think he should at least know what's goin' on?

What I think is that your brother should concentrate on Vincent.

I'd say the same thing to you if you were in his shoes.

But, Ma, this is Pop we're talkin' about--

Don't you think I know that?

[somber music playing]

I am doing what your father would want me to do,

so don't push me on this!

We will call him if we need him.

-I'm sorry. I was just tryin' to help. -I know.

I know.

[sighs] Hmm.

But right now, there's only one person that can help us.

Who's that?

That son of a bitch Harris.

-Are you serious? -Dead serious.

-Goddamn it. -I know.

Fuck!

Hey, fellas, get me a burger and fries or somethin'.

All right.

[line ringing]

Hey, Ma.

I've been waiting for one of you to call me

and tell me what the hell is happening.

Did you find L.C.?

[Curtis] Nah, no sign of him.

We found the car but… both the twins are dead.

-Somebody shot 'em. -Oh, my God.

This thing is turning out worse than I ever thought it would.

Uh, well… well, how is Chippy?

To be honest, she handling it better than the rest of us.

Chippy's a very strong woman, very strong.

But right about now, she's a very dangerous woman too.

-Dangerous? How so? -Well, I'll tell you about that later.

I need to get in here and handle some business.

Where you at?

Doing what I need to do for us, getting us a lawyer.

-We need to be ready. -Lawyer?

-Ready for what? -Getting your father out.

-Bye, Curtis. [exhales] -[cell phone clicks]

Ma? Ma?

Shit!

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

-Hola, mi amor. -[groans softly]

Have you made your selection for this evening?

-Is this a joke or what? -Why would you think that?

Aren't your choices suitable for you?

The woman on this screen, she's very, very expensive

and also, very exclusive.

Well, I would like some variety,

and over here, I… I don't see no choice.

You don't have any choice.

-I'm your only choice. -Yeah.

What if I don't want you, Consuela?

[sighs] How long are you gonna be angry at me?

Hmm.

Why don't you just forgive me so that we can go

-back to being in love, amor? -No, no.

Six months, Consuela.

Six months, you treated me like I didn't exist.

You don't answer my calls, my texts, nada!

Now, you know, you want me to stand here and act like everything is fine?

Nothing is fine. Entiende?

-I needed some time. -[scoffs]

Some space.

I promise you, I… I barely spoke to anyone for four months

-since I was freed. -That's a lie.

You speak to your son, you speak to Nelly, you speak to Marco, you speak to Mario.

And… and… and you don't talk to me,

the man that was gonna give up everything for you to save you.

-You were my woman, Consuela. -[speaking Spanish]

[sighs]

[in English] But I wanna be more than your woman.

-[scoffs] -I wanna be your partner.

[speaking Spanish]

You love yourself, Consuela.

That's fine.

[speaking Spanish]

Adios, amor.

[exhales sharply]

[sighs]

[exhales deeply]

If you gon' pout the whole time, we might as well just get outta here.

I'm not pouting, all right? Excuse me.

[Juan exhales]

Do I look like I'm pouting?

Consuela, man, she has this magical power, man.

It's like she has, like… like, love dust, and she'll just, like…

[blows air]

…and the men are like, "Oh, Consuela, I love you."

-I'm like, "Love her? What?" -[chuckles]

-She's got the dust all over you, man. -No, she doesn't.

She doesn't have nothing over me.

-[exhales] Look, man… -Entiende? No.

…I just need for you to just have fun. Man, look at all these honey dips.

Look, we got a candy girl right there, man.

Just pick and choose one of these honey dips

and have some fun, man.

Yo, ¿cómo te llamas?

-Nuna. -Nuna.

-And what's your name, baby? -Candy.

-Candy. This is Juanito. -Yeah.

Please, somebody put a smile on his face, man.

-It's all right. It's all right. -Look at this chocolate

sitting right next to you.

Now, you tell me you don't want a bite of that chocolate right here.

Juanito.

Let's have some fun.

[laughs]

[indistinct chatter]

-This part is my favorite. -I was about to say that.

I've seen this movie, like, three times.

-I've seen it four. -[chuckles]

[cell phone buzzing]

[cell phone clicks]

Mariah, we've gotta go.

Why? The movie's not over.

-We've gotta go now. -Is everything okay?

Not really. We got an emergency, and we gotta leave.

I can't stay with her?

And then, you know, you can go, and she can drive me home.

[Melanie] That's no problem. I can do that.

No, Mariah, listen. We've gotta go now.

Something bad may have happened.

[suspenseful music playing]

I'm sorry. We have to go.

It's okay.

-I had so much fun. -I had fun too.

I'll see you later.

-See ya. -See you.

[Sonya] Hey.

Just came to check on you, see how you was doin'.

You know, Sasha was my girl.

I loved her.

She was a beautiful young lady just like her mama.

Yeah.

Thank you.

-I appreciate you. -[clicks tongue] Oh.

Oh, Miss Donna…

I know this is hard for you, but don't take it too personal.

I don't know no other way to take it.

Well, when's the last time you had something to eat?

You… you know what? [exhales]

Let me see what I can hook up for you in this kitchen,

just a little somethin'. I mean, it ain't gon' be as good

as that Miss Nee Nee's food, but I can make a mean omelet. [exhales]

She ain't all that.

Oh, that's a first.

I ain't heard of no Duncan sayin' anything negative about her.

Give me a couple more of these,

and I'll tell you all about Nee Nee Duncan.

-So, you don't like her? -Can't stand her.

-And that creepy-ass husband of hers. -But what did she do?

[smooches]

Ah, what is that?

[exhales sharply] Peppermint?

Miss Donna? You okay?

What's wrong?

You okay? What's the matter?

Nee Nee has always been a sneaky-ass bitch.

I try to stay the fuck away from her and her crazy-ass husband Larry.

If I were you, I'd do the same,

or sleep with a gun under your pillow.

Okay. Okay.

[breathes deeply]

Well, let me… let me, uh, let me see what you got in here.

-Where the fuck you going? -To L.A. I'll call you when I land.

Nah, there's a change of plans.

You're gonna have to postpone your little trip.

Something important has come up.

What could be more important than being with my wife

-and my sick kid? -Business.

I don't think so. I'll call you when I land.

Listen, you fuck.

I don't pay you to think. I think for you.

So you shut the fuck up, and don't ever fucking do that again,

especially in front of him.

-Do you understand me? -Yeah, yeah.

Good.

All right, pack some heat 'cause we're gonna have some fucking fun.

You gonna have some fun?

-Yeah. -Come on, lighten up for Christ's sake.

Ready?

[suitcase clatters]

[cell phone buzzing, clicks]

Hey, are you on the way to the airport?

-No, not yet. -What?

You can't miss your flight. I told you that if--

Something's come up, and I just gotta take care of it first.

For God's sakes, Vinnie, you know how sick he is

and how serious this treatment is going to be.

Ruby, listen to me. I'm gonna be there for you.

I just… I… Let me just take care of something first.

You're supposed to be his daddy.

[inhales sharply] What kind of daddy would miss something like this?

Ruby, I'm sorry. I wanna be there.

Sorry's not good enough.

My baby is losing his life.

You know what? Don't even bother to come.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, everything is fine.

Just updating my husband. That's all.

Ruby.

You sure you don't need me to strap up as well?

No, it's not your type of thing.

Thought you said everybody had to do their part.

They are, but you're not on the muscle end of the business, and you know it.

Yeah?

There we are. [exhales sharply]

-[engine starts] -[cell phone buzzing]

Hello?

Um, I'm kinda in the middle of something right now.

Yeah, but--

All right. I'm on my way.

[tense music playing]

[cell phone clicks]

You wanna go for a drink? I know a great place on first.

I thought you said we had business to take care of.

We do. Yeah?

Make a right right here, coming up. You're gonna love this joint.

[Vinnie] This doesn't look like a bar. I thought you said we're getting a drink.

It's a speakeasy for Christ's sake.

-How's it goin'? -We don't open until midnight.

Oh, that's another hour.

My boy's getting married tomorrow, and we gotta celebrate!

Oh, my God, where are my manners? Jesus. Take this, please.

Uh, I suppose we can get the party started a bit early.

-You're a gentleman. -Thank you so much, you.

Oh, I gotta watch where I'm going here.

Hey, there. More importantly, where's the girl?

-What kinda girl are you fancying? -Oh, that's the wrong answer, man.

[dog barking in distance]

Antonio, watch out!

[exhales sharply]

Kid, where they at? And I'm not gonna ask you twice.

-In the basement. -Good talking to you.

You see, that's what I needed you for. You saved my ass back there.

-[Sage muffled] No, no, no! -[indistinct chatter]

Where's my brother? Where's my brother?

[Aries] Get the fuck off of me, man! The fuck is going on?

[Sage] It's all right. All right, all right.

-[Aries] Fucking-- -It's okay, it's okay.

[Aries] My God. Are you okay?

-[Sage] Yeah. -[Aries] You all right?

-Who the fuck are you? -I'm a friend of your mother's.

And we gotta get outta here now. We gotta get outta here now. Move.

Come on! Go!

[Aries] Shit! Shit!

[music fades]

[soft music playing]

You know, I feel, all I do around here is make cakes, pies, and puddings.

Mm, you know, this family can really eat.

Say it again. Yes, we can.

But, you know, I have to admit, cooking does take things off my mind.

Yeah, I bet you do have a lot on your mind.

Well, we all do.

Sasha's dead. L.C. is missing.

-Miss Nee Nee. -[Nee Nee] Hmm?

Let me ask you something.

Well, as long as it's not about the recipe to my Sock it To Me cake

because I'm not giving you that. I ain't even given that to my son.

No, that's not what I want. Well, I do want the recipe,

but I actually just wanted to ask you something else.

Do you think your son,

the reason why my father-in-law is missing?

Oh, come on, you know Curtis would never do anything to hurt L.C.

Oh, no, I'm not talking about Curtis. I'm talking about your other son, Kenny.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Hell, I don't think you know what you're talking about.

Sonya, I don't know you very well,

but whatever you think you know, you don't.

You know what? You're right. We don't know each other well at all.

I should be talking to somebody I do, my husband.

Oh, you don't need to do that.

Ding! You're right,

'cause I should probably be having this little chat with Momma Chippy.

[fridge door opening]

Sonya, look, uh, you got this whole thing all wrong, baby.

Just listen to me.

I love my family,

and I will do whatever it takes to protect them.

You are not a mother yet, but you will be.

Then you will understand what I'm--

Understand what?

Huh?

Understand why you've been sneaking around here

looking for a son that you know has been the reason

why there's been havoc wreaking all around this entire time?

That's not love, Miss Nee Nee.

It's selfishness, and I won't have no part in it.

-Wait. -I will not!

Wait, please. I will find him.

Just give me 48 hours. That's all.

How you think you gon' find him in 48 hours

and you haven't even found him by now?

Because I have to.

-Just give me one more day. -I can't!

I put my relationship with this family in jeopardy

when I was hiding that secret for Harris,

now I'll be damned if I do the same thing for you.

Please, Sonya.

[exhales] I can't. Don't you understand?

We may not have another day. He could be dead.

[gasps] Don't say that.

Excuse me, ladies.

He's here.

[pensive music playing]

Look, I'm late, okay?

So, I would advise you two… There you go.

[Junior] She's waiting for you.

[suspenseful music playing]

[door closing]

This way.

Good, you brought it.

Sit down.

[sighs]

I got a job for you.

-All right, what is it? -That really doesn't matter.

Whatever it is, you will do it.

You do know I don't work for you anymore, don't you?

Nonetheless, you'll do it,

or you die.

Remember this?

This is the gun that you used to kill Sal Dash.

Now, L.C. said that if you ever crossed us,

he would turn this over to the authorities.

Didn't he?

Didn't he?

-Look, I don't know what you heard, but-- -Shut the fuck up!

It's not about you.

It's about my husband.

I'm not as nice as he is.

You see, I won't give this to the authorities.

I will give this to Antonio Dash.

And I will tell him that you used that gun to kill Sal Dash.

How about that?

What is it you need me to do?

Start by opening that box.

Combination is 0-9-1-1 pound.

[beeps]

Feel free to look inside.

Now, I need you to carefully study that hard drive…

and each of those documents.

Do you understand what I need for you to do?

-Yeah, but why didn't you… I mean-- -This is not 20 questions, Harris!

You understand what I need for you to do?

Yes, ma'am.

Then there's nothing else for us to talk about.

Get out.

-[safety vault beeping] -Go.

[door closing]

[sighs]

Ma, what you got him doing?

-You know he ain't shit. -I know.

[inhales] But he has to do something that should've been done a long time ago.

You'll find out soon enough.

-[chair rattles] -[lock clacks]

[Dennis] Get his ass up.

[grunts] Got him.

I got the door. Get his ass in there. Shit. Big motherfucker.

-[device hums and whirrs] -[L.C. groans softly]

Get off me.

Oh, we're not gonna do this again now, are we, Larry?

Get off me. That ain't my name.

You're not getting off of this stretcher until you calm down.

[grunts, heavily breathing]

It's fine. You can stay strapped in all day.

It's your choice.

Let me outta this thing.

Let me outta this, now! Now!

Well, not until you stop acting like a mad man, Larry?

[groans]

What's the problem here?

-The patient being uncooperative? -Well, he is.

-I'm trying to help him, but-- -Yeah. It's not a problem.

Just give us a moment.

Maybe I should make my brother feel just a little bit more welcome.

-You. -Maybe he'll calm down a bit.

You're behind this whole thing.

Did you want me to give him a sedative, Director?

No, no, uh,

we'll be just fine, right, L.C.?

[groans] You're the reason I'm here?

I am.

How are you enjoying the accommodations?

I know it's not as luxurious

as your standards,

but I did my best.

I pulled all kinds of strings to get you the best fuckin' room

in this place, my room.

[heavily breathing, grunts]

You're never gonna get away with this, Larry.

-[groans] -No, not true.

I already have, Larry.

[groans]

Now you spent all that time telling me how nice this place is.

I'm so upset that… [chuckles]

That you're not enjoying this.

[laughs]

I'm so disappointed in you.

What do you want, Larry?

Oh, uh…

I want you to experience what it feels like

to be batshit fuckin' crazy!

-The worm has turned, brother. -[L.C. groans]

Ain't no fun when the rabbit's got the gun.

[groans] This is crazy.

What do you want?

Yeah, you did ask me that nicely.

I want you to tell me

what you did with my fuckin' money?

Money? What money?

There… there… there is no money, Larry.

Liar.

No, Larry, I'm not lying.

I don't know what you're fucking talking about!

I know. I know.

It's hard to remember everything, right?

Well, maybe another jolt will bring back your goddamn memory.

-No, no, Larry. -Doc!

La… Larry, Larry, don't… don't…don't do this.

-Don't… Larry! -Shh, it's all right.

-He needs another jolt. -No, no, don't do this, Larry.

I'm your brother. I'm your brother. Please don't.

I know, and that's the only reason you're still alive.

Larry.

Larry, it's me.

Larry, don't do this.

Larry.

-Please, Larry. -Light his ass up.

No mouth guard.

-Larry, it's… it's me. -Get him.

Larry, it's L.C..

I'm your little brother. Larry?

Don't touch me! You don't touch me.

Don't you… don't you fuckin' touch me.

Don't you fuckin' touch me! Don't you touch me!

-It's better if you close your eyes. -No, no, no, no! [screaming]

["The Team" playing]

-♪ Action! ♪ -♪ Turn the lights on ♪

♪ Turn up for the team Buy up all the drinks ♪

♪ We don't need a reason We just need the C.R.E.A.M. ♪

♪ Turn up for the team We living the dream ♪

♪ Single for the weekend Turn up for the team ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪

[song concludes]