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♪ Let's get
this money, money ♪

♪ We got a mansion in Dubai ♪

♪ And our wardrobe
keep us fly ♪

♪ We know you like it,
oh, yeah ♪

♪ We know you like it, yeah ♪

♪ We always winning,
and that's no lie ♪

♪ You really wish
you had our life ♪

♪ We know you like it,
oh, yeah ♪

♪ We know you like it ♪

♪ It's the family business ♪

♪ Ah, na, na ♪

♪ Family business ♪

♪ If one win, we all win ♪

♪ Oh, no, ah ♪

♪ Family business ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Mr. Duncan
will be in momentarily.

♪ ♪

- In front of you, gentlemen,
is your first dividend check

from our Cora International
acquisition.

As you can see, this venture,
spearheaded by my son Orlando,

Juan, and Demetri
is vastly profitable.

- I take it the tax and tariff
issues have been resolved.

- Yes, thanks to
Don Fredricko's intervention.

- LC Duncan,
your leadership is unflinching.

You placed us all
in a profitable position

and given us
the means to legally wash

hundreds of millions dollars.

Myself and our familias
are grateful

and faithful to the end.

To family business.

- Coming from you,
Señor Cruz, that means a lot.

- However...

there's one very important
matter of business

personal to me connected to
this that remains unresolved.

- What's that?

Wait, you need an extra week
on your time-share

at the resort.

- That's not
what I'm referring to.

What I'm referring to
is that backstabber,

snake in the grass
Alexander Cora.

- We spoke
on this several times, Marco.

I thought we agreed--
- Shh, shh, shh.

I don't mean to cut you off.

All due respect,
I know what I agreed to,

but I want you to imagine
just one second,

how would you feel if you were
in my size-13 cowboy boot

and this--this clown,

he assassinated
and murdered your son?

- And...

for what he did
to my Baby and Doll.

- [sighs]

I understand your frustration,
gentlemen.

I do,

but Alexander Cora
is a public figure.

On paper, he's the CEO

of a billion-dollar
international corporation.

Killing him would bring an
investigation into his death

and subsequently into the
company that bears his name,

a company that we now control.

- Then why don't
we arrange an accident?

- That's a brilliant idea,
Sebastian.

Except some ass-backward idiot

planted a faulty car bomb
in his car last month.

- Wow.

Do you have any idea
who that idiot could be?

- Well, the great thing
about this table,

there's no secrets here.

We all know you did it.

See, my cousin Sasha
has been in Europe over a month

watching Alexander,

and she saw your two girls,

Sun and Moon, sneaking
on the property

the night before
the car bomb was found.

So, if anybody is holding

this table back
six months to a year, it's you.

- [scoffs]

[laughs]

Fuck it.
[laughing]

Fuck it.
I did it.

- Stupid.
- I did it...

because you Duncans

sit here
like you're big shit...

but you don't have the balls
to get your hands dirty.

- Then, uh, why don't you

meet me outside?

And I can show you...

what kind of balls we have.

- Orlando.

- Of course.
Of course.

- Señor Cruz, we've known
each other a long time.

There's a reason we've grown
old in this business.

We're careful, calculating,
but most of all...

patient.

I give you my word,

when the time is right,

I will deliver Alexander Cora
to your doorstep...

personally.

- Mariah, come on, baby.
Help Daddy out, please.

Help Daddy get this stuff up.

- Sorry.
- All right, I love you, baby.

[cell phone ringing,
vibrating]

- [sighs]

What the hell
do you want, Harris?

Are the kids okay?

- Well, hello
to you, too, London.

And, yes, the kids are fine.

I just dropped Mimi down,

and Mariah's here helping
her father clean up, okay?

Listen, I just wanted to touch
base about, um...

about dropping them off.

- "Touch base"?
We don't need to touch nothing.

I told you I'll meet you
at my office

to get the kids
at 6:00 tonight.

- Yeah, I know, but, uh, I was
gonna go ahead and drop them

by the house now, you know,
as a convenience to you.

I'm sure your mom won't mind.
- Like hell you will.

- Why are you
so damn adversarial, huh?

Huh, London?

I'm just trying
to be a good co-parent.

- Oh, Harris, please.

You know you trying to get out
from under them kids,

and I'm sure that Mimi's
driving you crazy by now.

- Listen to me--I love my kids,
and they love me.

And I'll--they don't
drive me crazy.

- Okay, well, good.

Then you won't mind spending
the next nine hours with them

like you're supposed to.

- What the hell
is that supposed to mean?

- What you think
it's supposed to mean?

[chuckles]
Bye, Harris.

[groans]
- Everything okay?

- Yeah.
- It sound intense.

- Yeah, just
my worrisome ex-husband,

but he'll be all right.

- Sound like he want back in.

- Of course he does,
but I deserve better than that.

You know, I'm a boss.

- That you are, yeah.
- [laughs]

- I can testify to that.

- Oh, you know what?

- Girl, listen, I told you,
you do not have to pay me.

Okay, I told you,
I do this for free.

- No, I have to pay you,
'cause if I don't pay you,

then I might get
all up in my feelings,

and I ain't got time for that.

The money makes it
an arrangement

and not a relationship.
- Ouch.

If this all about business,
I got to keep my clients happy.

- Mm.

- So what you say,
one more for the road?

- Oh, hell, no.
- Yeah.

- [laughing] No.
- Come on.

What's up?
- No, as tempting...

- Come on.
- As it may seem...

[chuckles] I'm good.

The last time you offered me
one for the road,

I missed my brother's wedding.
- [laughs]

- I'll see you in two weeks.

- Are you for real?
- I am dead serious.

- You are not about
to leave me here like this.

- Yes, I am.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Now that that's over...
- Yeah.

- You good?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm good.
Thanks.

- Rob, go pick up Pop's car.
I'm gonna go with the twins.

Go grab the car, please.

- You, uh, coming home,
say goodbye to your cousin?

He's leaving in the morning.

Your mother is--
she's making a roast

and some of those
fingerling potatoes you like.

- Oh, I'm sure there'll be a
lot left over when I get home.

I got a lot of paperwork
to finish up at the office,

and after, I'm gonna meet up
with Señor Cruz and Juan

and head over
to the Hellfire Club

for the grand reopening.

- You're gonna miss
seeing your cousin.

- Look, Pop,
I'm not gonna lie to you

and tell you
that I'm gonna miss him,

because I'm not,
not even a little bit.

I'm gonna just give him
this night.

- I got to meet up
with, uh, Junior,

but I just wish you boys
would get along.

We're family.

- [chuckles]

Interestingly enough, Pop,

couldn't we say the same thing
about you and Uncle Larry?

I mean, I don't see you

rushing up to Fresh Meadows
every weekend on the regular.

I'm just saying.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I guess.

- I'll catch you
at the shop in the morning.

- Okay, son,
I'll see you in the morning.

- All right.

♪ ♪

- This is a pretty
impressive résumé.

South Oaks, Bellevue,
Central State Hospital,

I see you even spent some
time at Creedmoor as the lead

of their electroconvulsive
therapy research division.

- Yes. [clears throat]
I-I've had quite a career,

but my work is my passion.

- Excellent.
Passion.

We need more of that
around here.

However, I am a bit concerned
about the...

gap in employment.

- Um, I can explain that.

- I was hoping you'd say that.

[indistinct chatter]

- I don't believe it.

Uh, good morning.

Welcome to Fresh Meadows.
How can I help you?

- Morning.
I'm Detective Harrison.

This is my partner,
Detective Banks.

We're from the Allentown
Police Department,

following up
on a missing person.

- "A missing person"?

Well, it can't be
any of our patients.

They're all accounted for.
I just did the count.

- My husband is missing.

He's the director here,

or he was
until he went missing.

His name is Dr. David Franklin.

- [scoffs] Dr. Franklin
hasn't worked here for years.

- He's been missing 26 months.

We are just following up
on Mrs. Franklin's request.

- This is the last place he was
seen before he disappeared.

He was headed
to the state board

to have this place shut down.

- Well, um, perhaps you
should talk to our director.

If you have any questions
about Dr. Franklin,

he'll be the one to ask.

Let me get him on the phone.
- Thank you.

[cell phone ringing]
- Oh, excuse me.

[cell phone beeps]

What is it about do not disturb
do you not understand?

I'm conducting
an interview here.

- Yes, but this is important.

- Is it my brother?

- No, but I have
two police detectives

and former
Director Franklin's wife.

- Yeah.

That is important.

Let me finish this interview,
and I'll be up front.

All right, bye.

Excuse me.
Uh, exactly where were we?

- Oh, Nassau Medical Center.

- Nassau.

That's impressive.
I like Nassau.

I've been there myself
quite a few times.

Why wasn't it on your résumé?

- Well, to be frank,
I wasn't employed by them.

♪ ♪

- You weren't.

- No, sir.

I was a psychiatric patient.

I had a mental breakdown,
but I'm much better now.

Taking my medication.

- I see.

Well, we all need help
every now and then.

I believe in loyalty
and second chances.

So...

let me ask you something.

If I give you a second chance,
can I count on your loyalty?

- Yes, sir, you sure can.
[chuckles] I just want to work.

- Do you still have
your medical license?

- Well, to be quite frank,
I lost my license in New York,

but I am still certified to
practice here in Pennsylvania.

- Excellent.

Welcome
to Fresh Meadows, Doctor.

I hope to see you bright and
early at 8:00 in the morning.

- That's it?
[laughs]

I'm hired?

I don't have
to talk to anybody else?

- We do things
just a little bit differently

here at Fresh Meadows.

Now...

if you excuse me,
I have some people to talk to.

- Of course.

Thank you.
Thank you for the opportunity.

- Welcome to the team.
- Thank you.

- All right.

♪ ♪

Good afternoon.
I'm Director Dawkins.

How can I be of service to you?

- Thanks for speaking
with us, sir.

- Yes, sir.
- We're following up

on Dr. David Franklin's
disappearance.

- Oh, yes, Dr. Franklin.

I didn't know him well, however
we did work together briefly

during the transition
before he was terminated.

- I'm sorry, terminated.
- Yes, ma'am.

- No, no, my husband
was never terminated.

He was an exemplary employee
for years.

In fact, he was headed
to the state board

about the shenanigans
going on at this place.

- Well, I'm sure that's what
he told you, Mrs. Franklin,

but, sadly, it's not true.

And if there were
any shenanigans

going on around here, your
husband was the cause of it.

I mean, it is documented that
he was terminated for cause.

- Cause? What cause?
That's bullshit.

- Please, calm down,
Mrs. Franklin.

- I assume you know about
Dr. Franklin's inappropriate

and illicit behavior
with female patients.

We did conduct a thorough
investigation

in association with the local
sheriff's department,

and, um, look,

I know you're supposed to be
innocent until proven guilty,

but, quite frankly...

the evidence was overwhelming.

- You're a liar.
David was not that kind of man!

- As you can see,
we did file a police report

with statements
from some of our employees,

as well as our patients.

I suggest that you get in touch

with Deputy Montague
at the sheriff department.

He was in charge
of this entire case.

- No, this is not true.

My husband would not do
those kinds of things.

- Take a look.
- What?

What?
What does it say?

♪ ♪

- It's the same thing
we told you two years ago.

There was a warrant issued
for your husband's arrest

the day he went missing,

and his car was found
a week later

at a rural
south Georgia airport.

- My husband has
never been to south Georgia.

He was headed
to the state board

to have this place shut down,

and something
bad happened to him,

something really, really bad.

- I'm just a bit confused.
I--

I don't understand, why would
you go to the state board

to file a complaint
if you were in charge here?

Wouldn't that be, I don't know,
like...

like telling on yourself?

- No. No.

- Now, um, Mrs. Franklin,

I can see
that you're quite upset.

I suggest that you get in touch
with Deputy Montague.

He can fill you in on much
more information than I can.

- Yeah, that sounds
like a good idea.

- Absolutely not.
- Thank you for your time, sir.

- No, why aren't you
paying attention?

Look at what's going on here.
Look. No!

No, I'm not leaving!

I'm not leaving
until we get more answers!

We haven't gotten anything yet!
Stop!

- Look, you get in touch
with Montague,

and you give him heads-up.

Tell him to be expecting
some visitors this afternoon.

Then you and Dennis
get the car ready.

We're gonna go on
a little field trip later on.

- [laughs]
Goody.

I love field trips.
- I know you do.

♪ ♪

[line trilling]

- [sighs]
- Boy, what are you doing?

- Trying to call my mama.

Phone keep going to voice mail.
Hope everything is all right.

- I know everything
is all right.

- Hey, y'all.
- Hi, baby.

You know Nee Nee's
out in her garden,

and she did not bring
her phone with her.

No, I'm not talking about that.
I'm talking about all this.

What is all this?

You know I'm making you
a special dinner tonight.

And you better not be late.
- [laughs] I know, Aunt Chippy.

And I'll be back for dinner,
but I promised Charmaine

I'd make her some fried chicken
and potato salad

before I leave town.

- If I know Charmaine,

it ain't the chicken that she's
hoping you rush across town.

- [laughs]
- Don't hate.

I can't help it if, uh...

cooking ain't the only thing
that I do well.

- And?
- And she gonna miss all this.

- Okay, I'm about to throw up.
You know what?

- As a matter of fact,
when I leave tomorrow,

women all over town
gonna be crying.

- Oh, my God.
- I need a ginger ale.

I need a ginger ale.
- TMI.

- What?
- Oh, no, no.

See, now,
I'm gonna miss you, too,

but I'll be damned
if I'm gonna hear

about all your extracurricular
activities with Charmaine

or with anybody else.

Ew.

- Look, Aunt Chippy, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm just kidding.

Not really, but really.
[laughter]

- You know,
you a whole fool, Curtis.

I can't.
- Oh, my God.

And not to change the subject,
but to change the subject,

you speak with your uncle?

- Yeah, we chopped it up before
he left to go for his meeting.

- And?
- Right, give it to her.

- And I know you had something
to do with it, Aunt Chippy.

- Little bit.

- No, I appreciate the offer,

but I'm still leaving tomorrow.

- [clicks tongue] Hmm.

- And I don't know
when I'm gonna be back.

- I thought your dream was

to open your own
bail bondsman's office.

- It is.

- Then why don't you take LC up
on his offer to help you buy

one of the biggest
bondsman's companies?

Honey, it's not
too often a company

like NYC Bail Bonds
goes up for sale.

- I know, but this New York
lifestyle ain't for me.

To be honest,
I want to build a company.

I just don't want one
bought for me

and given to me.

I want to be my own man.

- Okay, how about
we get you our office

and you start here
from the ground up?

- Ooh, that's good.

That's why
it's family business--hello?

- Right, right,
and we can find you

some clientele,
isn't that right, DJ?

- For sure, Mrs. Duncan.
We can plug him in.

- Okay, what do you think?

- I don't know.

Maybe I'll do it at home,
but not here.

Look, I miss fishing
and farming

and fresh air.

More importantly,
Aunt Chippy...

I miss my mama.

You keep forgetting
I'm a country boy by heart,

and, uh, y'all...

y'all too fancy for me,
Aunt Chippy.

- You know you sound
just like your mama.

- You know she the one
who raise me, right?

- Uh, yeah.
[laughter]

- But, you know,
you can still go on vacation

and you can still see
your mom--I mean, come on.

- [sighs]
Y'all know what?

- What?
- In the meantime...

I'm gonna go ahead over
to Charmaine,

and I'm gonna give her
this chicken.

- Oh, jeez.
- You know, I can't unsee that.

- Hey, I love y'all.
- Bye.

- Love you more.

♪ ♪

- You okay, son?
What's on your mind?

- Pop, I think it's time you
gave me more responsibility.

- Junior, you're the head
of Duncan Security.

That's a pretty important
position in what we do.

You know that.

- Pop, I'm just--I'm not
just the muscle.

There are other things
I can do besides security.

I'm just asking for a chance.

- A chance?

To do what exactly?

- How about you give me
Uncle Lou's old job?

I was around him long enough.
I know what to do.

- [sighs] That's a lot
of responsibility, son.

A lot.
- I know that.

- Okay, um...

I'm willing
to increase your role,

but, uh, let's start slow...

at least in the beginning.

- But, you know--
- Hey, hey, hey.

Hear me out first, okay?

'Cause what I'm offering
is not insignificant.

How about you continue
your role as head of security

and deal with the Italians.

- Sure.
I can handle the Italians.

Not a problem.
This is gonna be fun.

[laughs]

- Well, son, first off,
you don't handle...

the Italians, okay?

This is more,
um, diplomatic job.

It took your uncle Lou 40 years
to build a relationship

with Sal Dash
and look what happened.

Don Fredricko is not Sal Dash.

He's--he's more old school.
Not gonna be easy for you.

- This is exactly
why I want to do it, Pop.

I can handle Don Fredricko.

All I have to do
is earn his respect.

You and Uncle Lou
taught me that.

I can do this.

- Okay.

But, um, before you agree
to this,

there are some things
you need to consider.

- Like what?
- Well, the Italians--

they spend a lot of time in
places like the Hellfire Club.

- [laughs]
- How is Sonya gonna feel

about you frequenting
places like that?

- Sonya's just like Mom.
She's ride or die.

She knows I'm gonna
behave myself just like you.

Who do you think encouraged me
to ask for more responsibility?

It was either
get this promotion,

or we were moving down South.

- Well, I'm glad
we had this conversation.

- So am I.
- The last thing

your mother and I would want
is for you to move down South.

- [chuckles]

- Yeah, well, good.

All right.
- All right.

[soft R&B music]

♪ ♪

- Hey, handsome.

There is a girl over there

who wants to interview
to be a bottle girl.

- Bottle girl?

We already have
enough bottle girls.

I've been telling you,
we need a bartender.

- Yes, I know, but she said

your cousin Curtis
sent her over.

- [scoffs] Of course he did.

Send her over.

♪ ♪

- Okay?
- He's right over there.

♪ ♪

- Rio.
- That's what they call me.

Sit.

What's your name?
- Keisha.

- Look, Keisha,

I don't have any bottle-service
jobs open right now.

What I need is a bartender.
- I can tend a bar.

- I'm not talking about
at a party with friends.

I'm talking
about actual bartending.

- I can do it.
- Oh, you think so, huh?

Well, let's see what you got.

- Right now?
- No time like the present.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

Let's start with something
simple like White Russian.

- [chuckles]
That's not simple.

- Well, to an experienced
bartender, it should be.

Come on, I don't have time
to play games.

♪ ♪

Not bad.

Now I need
a Long Island Iced Tea.

It's our signature drink.

- [mockingly] It's our
signature drink.

♪ ♪

- When can you start?
- Tonight.

- I'm starting to like you
already, Keisha.

Come on back.
I'll get you an application.

♪ ♪

[door opens]

- Baby, you've been gone
all day.

I thought you were
gonna call me.

- I'm sorry.
I didn't get a chance.

Pop was with me all day.

- Okay, well,
did you talk to him?

- Yeah, we talked.

- So what did he say?

Is he gonna give you
Uncle Lou's old job?

- No, but I did get
a promotion.

- Promotion is good.
That's a start.

So what you gonna be doing?

- My job now is to deal
with the Italians.

- Oh, so you're just gonna come
in here all cool like that?

[laughs]
Are you serious?

That's what you wanted
this entire time.

- Yeah, I know.

Uncle Lou always said
when dealing with Pop,

always ask
for more than you want,

so you'll always land
where you want to be.

- Come on.
- That's right.

- Oh, my--I'm so proud of you.

Oh, my--okay,
so how does it feel?

- I guess
I'm a little bit in shock,

but it feels damn good.

- Yes.
- Mm-hmm.

- Ooh-whee. Okay, Italians.
- So that means that

we're gonna have to be here
for a while.

You okay with that?

- It's okay as long as
you're okay with me

stop taking those little pills
I take every day.

Baby, come on.

It's time we add our branch
to the Duncan family tree.

It's time for a Junior Jr.
[laughs]

- Mm.
- Is that okay with you, daddy?

- Wait, wait,
say that one more time.

- Mm.
- I like when you say daddy.

- Mm-hmm.
- Some sexy shit.

- Then get naked, daddy.
- Oh, get me undressed,

why don't you.
- Come on.

- I see you have
a bachelor's in chemistry,

a medical degree
from John Hopkins,

top of your class,

and a doctorate
in pharmaceuticals from...

[chuckles] Yale.

Not to mention, you've worked
at Merck, Pfizer,

and DuPont...

along with a recent stint
at Cora Labs.

[chuckles]
This is quite impressive.

However, I must ask,

with all of your knowledge
about opioids

and mind-altering drugs,
aren't you just

a little overqualified
for a staff position?

- Perhaps,
but I've gone through

several bad relationships
recently,

and I'm looking to change both
professionally and personally.

I no longer want the spotlight
in developing drugs.

I want to help people,

and opioids
and mind-altering drugs

weren't meant
for human beings to get high.

They were meant to give them
a better quality of life.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

And that's what
I want to do now...

help people
get past their problems

and become productive members
of society.

And what better place
to do that

than at a psychiatric hospital?

- Oh, I don't ever think

I've heard it explained
quite so eloquently.

- I mean it.
- I believe you.

♪ ♪

I think you'd make an excellent
addition to our staff.

Quite frankly, this might
just be a match made in heaven.

- [sighs]

- Welcome to Fresh Meadows,
Dr. Richardson.

- Thank you, and, please,
call me Brandi.

- Brandi it is.

- So how'd it go?

- Ah, it seems we have enough

certified doctors to pass the
state inspection next month.

All the old staff has been
replaced by new hires.

- [chuckles] Nice.

- I'm gonna need you and Dennis
to bring the car around.

- Okay.
- [laughs]

- What's so funny?

- Oh, it's ironic.

The inmates are now
in full control

of the asylum.

[laughter]

♪ ♪

- Oh, my baby.
Hi!

- [groans]
- Good to see you.

- [groans]
- I missed you.

- I missed you, too.

- Oh, look
at Mama's baby sleeping.

I know you better not

have given her
no melatonin in the daytime.

- Nobody gave
the baby nothing, London.

The baby's sleeping
because she had

such a good time with
her father, isn't that right?

- Mm-hmm.

- You had a good time
with your daddy?

- Yes, so fun,
and look what I got.

- Oh, pretty.

Your daddy spent some money
and got you a bracelet.

- Well, actually,
it was Auntie Raven.

We had so much fun.
We went to the store.

And we got some ice cream.
- Ooh!

Sounds like a good time.

- Yes.
- Okay, do Mommy a favor.

Take your sister
into my office,

and then while you're there,

get some of that licorice
out of the jar

on my desk that you like.
- My favorite.

- Mm-hmm.
- Excuse me.

- All right,
I'll see you in a minute.

- See you.

- All right, look,
I can explain.

- No, you can't,
'cause there ain't

no damn explanation
that you can give me

for having my kids
around your whore.

- Look, I had an important
meeting I had to get to.

It was last minute.

Remember, I called you
and asked you

if I could drop the kids off
early, and you said no,

so what choice did I have?

- The choice was
to cancel your fucking meeting,

but we ain't gonna have
this problem again,

I can promise you that.

- Oh, really?
- Mm-hmm.

- And what's that
supposed to mean, London?

What you trying to say?

You gonna try to take my kids
away from me now?

- No, I wouldn't do that
to them.

- [scoffs]
- But I can promise you

that C-note and DJ gonna be
your chaperone.

- And I can promise you
that's a damn lie.

I'm their father, and I don't
need any goon nannies.

- Oh, really?
Well, we gonna see about that.

- All right, look, London,
I had a meeting.

Let's just leave it
at that, okay?

We don't have
to fight all the time.

As a matter of fact,
I'm late for another one,

so I'm just gonna say
goodbye to the kids.

- I wouldn't do that
if I was you.

Curtis still back there,
and he's still pissed.

[dramatic music]

- You did this on purpose,
didn't you, London?

- I did.
- Hmm.

♪ ♪

You're wrong.

- And you got me fucked up,

thinking you can have my kids

around your whore
without asking me.

I should've shot your Black ass
when I had the chance.

♪ ♪

- [clears throat]

Curtis, you know, this, uh...

this is a sad moment for me.

For the better part of a year,

Curtis has been living
and working with us.

And now it's time
to say goodbye.

- No, honey, not goodbye,
Godspeed.

- [laughs]
Godspeed to our nephew Curtis.

Curtis, we really enjoyed
having you here with us,

and we're sorry to see you
go back to Waycross.

You've been such a help
to this family in so many ways.

I just want you to know that
you are always welcome here.

This is as much your home
as it is ours.

- Thanks, Unc, appreciate it.

- Honey, know that
we always love you.

- Love you, too.

- Amen to that.

Curtis,
I know you're our cousin,

but it's like having
a brother when you're around.

I'm gonna miss you, bro.
- I'll miss you, bro.

- And it was like having
a new brother-in-law.

[laughter]

Love you.

- Brother Minister.
- Yes.

- You said you wanted to
say a few words.

- Yes, sir,
thank you, LC,

and thank you all
for having me.

Curtis..

you have proven

you're worthy
of your family surname.

You were instrumental
in capturing Xavier,

and that can't be forgotten.

May Allah always
watch over you, young man.

- Thank you.

- Nevada, you have something
you want to say to your cousin?

- Yeah.

♪ ♪

Look, I know you got to leave,

but I really wish
you didn't have to.

You're like my go-to person
for advice,

especially when I just need
to talk something out.

I learned a lot
from you, Curtis.

So I guess
what I'm trying to say is,

you're not just a cousin to me.

You're my best friend,

and I'm really,
really gonna miss you, man.

- Aw.
- Thank you, little Vegas.

I'm gonna miss you, too.

I want you to know, we still
gonna be tight no matter what.

All right?

Love you, man.
- Oh, that's so sweet.

- I'm gonna miss you, cuz.
- I'm gonna miss you, Rio.

Mariah, I love you.
Miss Williams.

[sighs]
I don't know what to say.

So, um, it was great
being around family,

despite how
dysfunctional we are.

[laughter]
- You can say that again.

- And, Uncle LC,
whenever you need me,

just let me know.

I'll be here.

- Thank you, son.

♪ ♪

To family.

all: To family.
- La familia.

- Good.
- Yes, yes.

[WOLVES' "Freaky"]

- Thank you.

- ♪ Now, girl,
I like your attitude ♪

♪ Fell into my DM like a sav ♪

♪ Now, girl,
I'm right in front of you ♪

♪ You wrote check
that I'm about to cash ♪

♪ Now, I ain't
like them other dudes ♪

- ♪ Other dudes, oh, no ♪

- ♪ And you ain't got
no time to mess around ♪

♪ Tell me
what you're gonna do ♪

- Orlando, so good to see you.
- Hey.

- I like your bald head.
It's very sexy.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

We have a very special
exotic treat for you tonight--

a new girl from Haiti.

both: Ooh.
- [laughs]

Now, our new owner
has put together a database

of past preferences,
likes, dislikes,

and fetishes all to fulfill
your wildest dreams.

- Mm, you know, it's kind of
strange not seeing Kim here,

but I must admit,
it's impressive.

When do we get to meet
this new owner?

- You're just about
to find out.

Say less.

- Say Señor Cruz.
[laughs]

- You know who this owner is?

- Like you, I got a text
last week saying that

this was gonna be
the grand reopening, so...

- Oh.
- Good evening, everyone.

We want to welcome you
to the grand reopening

of the Hellfire Club.

As you can see, thanks
to our new fearless leader,

who has brought her magic touch
and fresh ideas,

our exclusive club is back

bigger, better,
sexier than ever.

So it is my pleasure
to introduce to you

the new owner
of the Hellfire Club,

the woman who will take us
to new heights,

my boss, Madame C.

[applause]

- Shit.

- Is this a fucking joke?

- If it is,
it's a really bad one.

- Madame C, that's Consuela.

What in the bands that make
her dance is she doing here?

- Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

Welcome to the Hellfire Club,

where I personally guarantee
you all...

a happy ending.

[applause]

[dramatic music]

[doorbell rings]

- What?

- Hi, baby. [laughing]
- Mom, what you doing here?

- I'm here to make sure

your uncle LC
doesn't kill your brother.

- What?
- Nee Nee.

- Chippy.
- Hi.

I didn't know
you were coming, honey.

Nevada, look.
- Look it here.

- DJ.
- He's grown so much.

- Get my mama bags.
- Go get the bags.

Go, babe.
LC, Rio, Junior,

Aunt Nee Nee's here!

Oh, my goodness.
Honey, we just had food.

Are you hungry?
- A little bit.

[indistinct chatter]

- But all in all, it was good.
- Yeah, it's a very good meal.

- Good night.

- Night, Keisha.
- Good night.

- Good job tonight.
- Thanks.

- You got a ride home?

- Yeah, my Uber will be here
in five minutes.

- All right.
- Okay.

- She's cute.
- Yeah.

- I like her.
- She's a keeper.

- Damn it, how can you just
cancel an Uber like that?

- Got a light?
- No, I don't smoke.

Fuck!

What the fuck? Shit!

Help!
Somebody help me!

- It's a--
- Stop.

- Shut up. Shut up.
- [screams]

- Shut up.

- Now, this suit cost me
$30,000,

so I promise you,

if I pull this trigger
and it gets messed up,

I'm not aiming
just to wound you.

- All right, man.
All right, don't shoot.

- You all right, Keisha?
- No, but I will be.

[grunts]
- Oh, shit.

- Sit your ass down.
- The cops are on their way.

- Cool.

- Perfect timing.
You saved my ass.

- Now you know I couldn't let

nothing happen
to my best bartender.

It's time like this where
I wish I had a good blunt.

- Let me find out
you 420 friendly.

- Shit, I'm 420 24-7 as long
as you got that good shit.

I don't mess with no dirt.

- Fuck.
Shit, man, damn.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- [gasps]
Oh, my God.

- Remember me?
- What are you doing here?

- Well, you did say
your husband was missing

and you wanted to find him,
didn't you?

I'm here to take you to him.

- You killed him, didn't you?

- I did.
- No.

No!
[screams]

♪ ♪

- [sighs]
Hey, boss.

- Hey, baby.

Tell me you didn't take
that lady's potato chips.

- I sure did.
I got hungry. Hmm.

- How'd it go
at Mrs. Franklin's house?

- [sighs]

Didn't put up
a fight or anything.

I'm pretty sure she will not be
talking to the police again.

Matter of fact, I'm positive.

- Well, that's good.

Last thing we need

are the police
hanging around our door again.

- Mm.

Dennis, where have you been?

- I, um--I sent him
to kill a few neighbors.

That way the police won't think
that Elaine's death

was deliberate
in any kind of way.

They'll think it was just

some serial killer
on the loose.

- But I'm a serial killer.

- [laughs]
Yeah.

There's that.
- There's that.

[laughter]

- You are a serial killer,
aren't you?

- Dennis, let's go.
[laughter]

- ♪ Turn the lights off,
turn up for the team ♪

♪ Buy up all the drinks ♪

♪ We don't need a reason ♪

♪ We just need the cream ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪

♪ We live in the dream ♪

♪ Single for the weekend ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪