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♪ Y'all ready? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ 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, na ♪

♪ Family business ♪

♪ If one win, we all win ♪

♪ Oh, no, ah ♪

♪ Family business ♪

- You can't be, like, a
sensitive thug who needs a hug.

Consuela, she don't play that.
Are you crying?

Listen, man, I'm gonna talk
to you later, man.

Get it together.

What up?

- Marco.
[chuckles]

- Shake the hand
that shook the world.

Look at you, man.
Looking sharp as ever, man.

- May I?
- Of course.

Let me offer you
some of my best tequila.

- I'm good.
- One shot.

- I'm good.
- Come on.

- No.
- Okay.

- You said that you wanted

to talk to me
about something in private.

I'm all ears.
- Yeah.

[soft dramatic music]

All right, you got
to promise not to lie.

- You got it.

- ♪ Harris ♪

- What the fuck did he do now?

I already told pop we should've
dead his ass a long time ago.

- No, no, no,
don't take the homie out, man.

Look, he's a funny guy.
He gets in a lot of trouble,

but he's a cold-blooded
businessman, you know?

I did hear about the time when

Sal Dash busted him
over the head with a bottle.

He almost bled out.
[laughs]

- That happened.
- But look.

I'm thinking about
inviting him down to Mexico.

You know, make him an offer
he can't refuse

to come work for Señor Cruz.
I want to hire him.

I wanted to check
with you and pops,

see if you guys
was cool with that.

- You want to hire Harris?
- Yeah.

- [laughs]
Come on.

Harris, Harris?

- I need somebody who
can work the in and outs,

plus with young Nevada,

new with the training,
it just--

- Marco, listen.

Bosses don't tell other bosses

who and who they can't hire,

but with the relationship
that our family has,

with the respect that
our family has for each other...

It might do you better to,

in my opinion,

to hire somebody else.

Off the table.
Just my opinion.

- Okay.

I respect your opinion.

- It's great to see you.
Our business is done here.

- I guess so, man.
What--

- So we good
on the Harris situation?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're good.
We're good.

- [clears throat]

How are you, Minister?
- Oh, hello, Harris.

[sighs]

- I understand that
you needed to talk to me.

- Yes, I do.
Thanks for coming.

Brother T, if you would.

Walk with me.

- So what's this all about?

- I want to talk about
the future.

There's a rumor that

you're no longer employed
with the Duncans.

Is that true?
- Wow.

I guess word gets around
quickly, doesn't it?

- Yeah.
- Yes, the Duncans and I are

no longer working together,
so to speak.

Once London and I
decided to get divorced,

it just felt right.

I mean, I didn't want anyone
to feel uncomfortable,

so I just left.

- Well, perhaps your failed
marriages will turn into

a blessed and
an opportunity for you, hmm?

- And what might
that opportunity be?

- I want you to come work for me
and the Brotherhood.

- [chuckles]

You want me
to come work for you?

- Mm-hmm.

- Wow.

I got to say,
I never saw this coming.

- Well, I don't know why not.

I mean, you're well aware
of my operation,

my reputation.

I hire only topflight talent.

- So I've heard.
- Mm-hmm.

- I mean,
but you do understand.

I'm not a Muslim.
- Clearly.

But I don't need for you to be.

All I need for you to do is to
do exactly what you did for LC,

and I guarantee you,
you'll make more money

than you ever dreamed of,
and I'll give you points.

- Are you serious?
- Mm.

- So you're offering me points?
- [chuckles] Yes.

- Even LC didn't
offer me points.

- I'm not LC.
Oh, I recognize talent.

- I got to tell you.
This sure sounds tempting.

- Yeah, please sit.

- Wow.

- You know, Harris,
take your time.

Think about it.

- LC would lose his mind
if I went to work for you.

- I wouldn't be concerned
about LC nor should you.

LC's loss is our gain.

But if you're concerned
about LC,

I'll go and talk to him
in person

to smooth this thing out.
- No, no, no.

You know, Minister,
this is a no-brainer.

I mean, it's obvious,

but unfortunately,
out of respect,

I'm gonna have to pass.

- Harris, this is the choice

and the chance of a lifetime.

I don't do these offers often.

- [sighs]
I understand, Minister,

and trust me, I am grateful,

but right now,
my child custody situation

is stressful enough as it is.

My ex-wife is crazy,

and I think we both know
that my in-laws

are not exactly the Huxtables,

and I'm not trying
to piss them off right now.

♪ ♪

- Morning, Mama.
Looks like you're doing my job.

- Boy, you don't know
how good it is to see you.

I missed you.
- How you doing?

- Good.
[laughs]

- Now, tell me
what you doing here.

Huh? And what you meant
when you said

you was here to stop
Uncle LC from killing Kenny.

- Did I stutter?

- Look, Ma, LC ain't thinking
about Kenny.

- But how you know Kenny's
not thinking about him?

When was the last time
you talked to your brother?

- I don't know. Guess it had
to be around daddy's birthday.

- Hmm.

- I mean, it's been
a couple of months.

You know Kenny,
he got a lot of mouth

about shit he don't know
nothing about

and I ain't got time for it,
but why?

I mean, what happened?
Did he do anything?

- No. You know your brother
is a troubled young man.

He's kind of like his father,
you know?

It's--when he gets something
on his mind, he can't let it go.

Like now, I mean,
he's obsessed with killing LC.

- But why, Ma?

Like, where is all this
coming from?

- Your father.

He convinced Kenny that LC
is the reason he's locked away

and that your uncle stole
all his money.

- Yeah, he had me convinced
of that one time too.

- Which is why I want you
to find your brother

and talk some sense
into his head

before he does something stupid
and get himself killed.

- All right, Ma,
I'll check on him.

Well--
- Okay.

- You don't think we need to
tell Uncle LC and Aunt Chippy?

- No, not yet.

LC, he'll have
those men after him,

and your brother's
like your dad.

He'll shoot first
and think about it later--

only LC's people
will shoot back.

- You sure about this?
- Yes.

I love LC.
I love Chippy.

The whole family, I love them,

but I don't want them
to know shit

until my baby is standing
right here next to me.

I got to look out
for my own first.

- All right, Ma.
I'll find him.

- All right, baby.
[laughs]

Now, let me finish
this breakfast

so I can go to the store

and get what I need
for this cake.

- What kind of cake you making?
- Your daddy's favorite.

Double chocolate.

You know, I figure it's time

for me and him
to have a little visit.

You know, so I can
find out for myself

what all this crazy talk
is all about.

- You want me to go with you?

- No, baby.
I want you to find your brother.

What me and your daddy
talk about is between us.

- All right.

Lil Vegas, where you at?
I gotta holla at you.

- Ooh, it smell good in here.
What you making?

- [laughs]

- That smell was coming
way upstairs.

- [chuckles]

Ain't this some shit.

Heffa.

- Mario, what the hell?

- Yeah, that's what
I want to know.

What the hell?

And more importantly,
who the fuck is that?

I thought your lying ass
had work.

- I did have work.
That's my boss.

- Trick, you're already
screwing your boss?

- [clears throat]

She ain't screwing nothing
over here,

'cause not only am I her boss,

but I play
for the opposite team.

- You know what?
Nobody was talking to you.

And I don't know why
you acting all aggressive.

I don't know even
know your name.

- Uh, my bad.

Rio, this is Mario.

Mario, this is Rio.

- Did you forget
we had plans today?

We're supposed to go to brunch
then holler at shoes.

- Keisha,
I'll "holler" at you later.

You good?
- Yeah, I'm good.

Okay...

Thank you for everything.

- Girl,
you don't gotta thank me.

- Yeah.
- I'll see you later.

Marco.

- Mario.
[chuckles]

[door shuts]

- Could you be
anymore rude, Mario?

Why you coming in here
acting like you my man?

- Because I am.

I'm your gay husband
and he was an interloper.

For the record, if your ass
were to answer my calls

and texts last night
and this morning,

I wouldn't have come up
in here the way that I did.

- Mm.
- But I see you too busy

cheating on me with
your new boss to be bothered.

- Cheating on you?

Ain't nobody cheating on you.

[tense music]

I was attacked last night,

and if it wasn't for Rio,

I could've been raped

or who knows
what would've happened.

- Oh, shit.
Are you for real?

- Yeah. He saved me.

- Well, I'm glad
you're all right

and Captain-Save-A-Hoe
came to the rescue.

- Okay, all right.
- But, honey.

Don't have no more queers
laid up in this house.

There is only room for
one gay husband and that's me.

Now, get on and get dressed,
- Okay.

- So I can take you out to eat.
Come on.

Reservation.

- So great seeing you,
Nefertiti.

- Likewise.

- How is married life
treating you?

- Oh, it has its moments.
That's for certain.

And to be honest,
I've been having to adjust.

It's not
what I expected at all.

- What?
You don't like being a wife?

I thought you would enjoy
being married.

- Maybe if things were different
I probably would.

- Different how?

- This was
an arranged marriage.

I don't even know my husband,

and before you go saying it,
I already know.

Arranged marriages have been

customary in the faith
of our culture for centuries.

- He hasn't beat on you or
hurt you or anything, has he?

- No.
- I've heard stories.

- He hasn't.
- Okay.

- Actually,
it's been the...opposite.

He loves me very much

and provides me
with just about anything--

well, almost anything I want.

- Almost?
What is he not providing?

- Elijah, you're a man.
I don't think you understand.

But listen, enough about me.

How have you been?

- Well, I do have
a secret to share.

- Tell me. What is it?

- Well, maybe I won't.

- Don't play with me.

- Okay.

I'm going to ask
Sasha Duncan to marry me

when she returns from Europe.

- Is--she's not--is she?

No.
She's not Muslim, is she?

- No, but she's willing
to convert.

- Oh.

- I've already spoken with
your father about my decision.

He's given me his blessing,

but more importantly,

I love her so much.

- Hmm.

- Wait,
that is not the reaction

I was expecting from a friend.

- I'm sorry. I am.

I apologize.
I am excited for you.

Congratulations, Elijah.
- Thanks.

- Yes.
- [laughs]

- But I have to be honest.

It's a bit unfair.

You know, you get
to choose your wife

and marry for love while
my husband was chosen for me.

- I can respect you
feeling that way.

If it makes any difference,

if I have daughters,

they will be free
to make their own choices.

- That does. Thank you.

Well, on a lighter note,
did you buy the ring?

- I did.

- [clears throat]

That's a...

[high-pitched voice]
Ring.

Uh, mm.

I can't sugarcoat this.
[clears throat]

You're not giving this
to Sasha Duncan.

- What? Why not?

- Because if she loves you,
she's going to accept that,

and subsequently,

it's going to make you two
the laughingstock

of her family circle
that they run in.

- I wouldn't want to do that.
- No, you wouldn't.

And guess what?
You won't 'cause I got a idea.

Come on with me.
- Where are we going?

- We're going to Tiffany's

and get you
a new engagement ring.

- Wait, no, I can't afford
a store like that.

- No, you can't, but I can.

I'm in an arranged marriage
with a rich man.

I should be able
to help my friend.

- [stutters]
I--

- Uh-uh.
Don't you dare say no.

You see this face?

I'm already depressed as it is.
Come on.

We're going to Tiffany's

and that's going to make me
so much happier.

So let's go to Tiffany's.
Tiffany's, whoo.

- [sighs]

[soft indistinct chatter]

- Thank you.

Damn, Lil Vegas.

Let me find out
you got it like that.

It's the last place
I expect to find you.

I got a whole new level
of respect for you, boy.

- Ah, nah, nah.

Look, it's not
what it looks like.

The only reason I'm here is
'cause my mom bought the place.

- Oh, okay.
- I'm helping her out

with a database program
and matrix.

Between you and me,
she gonna be here.

I gonna be here
a little bit too.

- As you should, Lil Vegas.
As you should.

- So you said
you needed to see me.

What's up?
- Yeah.

I need you to ping
a phone for me.

- That's it?
- Yeah.

- [laughs]
Damn, man, that's easy.

Look, I thought you wanted me
to hack someone.

- Nah, man.

- All right,
give me the number.

Uh-huh.

- God damn.

- Okay, got it.
- Bet. Where?

- Looks like Queens.

- Can you pinpoint them?

- Yeah, they're on
Jackie Robinson Parkway

right now, but once they stop,

I can get you within
200 yards of the phone.

- Yeah, that orange car
he been driving.

That should be all I need.

- Nevada.

It's getting late

and I'm gonna need you
to go to the back, okay?

I'm gonna need
to talk to the ladies.

Who's this?

- Oh, sorry, Mom.
This is my cousin, Curtis.

- Nice to meet you.
- Hmm.

You're the cook that
he's been telling me about.

- Well, I like to cook,

but I'm a bounty hunter
by profession.

- I see.

Well, I hope
you're not planning

to get my son
into any kind of trouble.

- No, ma'am.

Look like there's enough
trouble around here

for him to get into
all by himself.

That's for sure.
But I was just leaving.

- Whatever trouble my son
may or may not get into,

it's no one's business
but mine.

- Keep your phone on,
Lil Vegas.

I'll holla at you
when I get to Queens.

- Let's go, sweetheart.

Ladies, I'll be right back,
okay?

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Okay, okay.
There's the tree.

That's the road back there.

So what I'm supposed to do?

Okay, okay.
Walk 20 paces...

And look for a...
[laughs]

For a white circular tablet

or a slab
or something like that.

[sighs]
Let me see.

It should be right around here.

[laughs]
That's what we looking for.

See, that's about as circular
as you're gonna get.

All right.

[laughs]

[grunts]

- Hola, señoritas.

I know I don't
have you all today,

but I wanted to tell you
that I am very pleased

with our grand opening
and its huge success.

Our attendees are raving

about how much
they've enjoyed themselves.

Job well done.

You're late.

- I know. I'm sorry.

There's been some strange guy
in a uniform in my room.

He said he was doing
some kind of wiring work,

but I think he was
putting cameras in the vents.

- Ladies, he is putting cameras
in all your rooms.

These cameras
are not to spy on you,

but more for your protection

and to secure
your financial future.

- How so?

- Unfortunately,
this is a business

that doesn't cater to old women,

and I'm here to protect you
from Father Time.

How many of you want
to be millionaires?

Good, 'cause that's
what I plan on making you.

We are gonna utilize
our time with our clients

to our advantage, not theirs.

Before, the goal was to see
how many clients we see a day,

but that stops now.

Now it's about
forming relationships,

and the name of the game
is pillow talk.

We're gonna let our clients talk
and you're gonna listen

and our cameras
are gonna be rolling.

We are seeing some of the most
powerful men in the world,

and whatever they say
in a private setting

while trying to prove their
manhood to you and impress you,

that would be
more beneficial to us

than you can ever imagine.

We will be privy to information
that no one else has,

like what stocks are
being projected to rise,

deals being brokered,

corporate mergers
and takeovers--

information is power,

and I plan to monetize on it
while making all of us rich.

- So, like,
price is pillow talk.

- Exactly.
You girls know what I mean.

Ramon here is gonna
be giving you girls

private defense lessons.

We are women,
but we are not defenseless.

And we will back down
to no one.

Understand me?

One more thing
that's very important.

No man is off limits
except one:

my son.

He is not to be touched
by any of you.

His innocence
is to stay intact.

Me comprendé?

So let's get to work.

- That went well.
- As it should.

By the time that we are done,

we will have more information
on the top 1% than the CIA.

And slowly, but surely,

we will become
the most powerful organization

in the underworld.
[chuckles]

Vamos.

- [laughs]
All right, Pops.

Oh, yeah, you crazy as hell.

Whoo-hoo-hoo.

They can say you crazy
all they want, Pops.

[laughs]

Me and you both know
they don't know the half of it.

You crazy like a fox.
[laughs]

- He's late.
What did I tell you?

He's not gonna show up.

- Oh, he'll show--

for nothing else,
to find out what I want.

There he is.

There he is.
Harris, how you doing?

Get over here.
How's it going?

Sit down please.

Oh, Mickey,
get this man a brandy.

The best that you got please.

- You're late, Harris.

Don't you think
you owe us an apology?

- I think we owe him
an apology.

- For what?

- For being
such shitty relatives.

You're his brother
and I'm his cousin.

Should've shown him
a little decency.

How you doing?
- Half brother.

- Am I missing something?

I mean, since when have
we been considered family?

- Well, I'll tell you
the truth.

I didn't find out
until last week.

I mean, you're Sal's son,
right?

So that makes you
my first cousin.

- Mm.
Sal's Black bastard son.

Let's keep it real.
He never treated me like a son.

And his kids never
treated me like a brother.

- Well, times change,
and so do people.

Do you hear what I'm saying,
Harris?

Don Fredricko made me don.

Capo.

I got 50 people
working underneath me,

and we're making
a lot of money.

A lot of money.

- All right, and what's that
got to do with me?

- Well, I hear you're
out of a job with the Duncans.

- Mm.
- And I thought,

why don't you come
work with us?

Work with your family.
We could use you.

Get what I'm saying?

- Doing what?

- I mean, everybody knows
you were instrumental

in the success of that family.

You would do with us
what you did for them,

only for your own.

- [sighs]

I don't know about that.

- You see?
What'd I say?

He's a waste of time, this guy.

He's a sheep, not a lion.

I can't believe
we're even related.

I don't know
what my father was thinking.

- Hey, you know what?
Let me tell you something,

you little miniscule
motherfucker.

I had about enough of you.

You're the one who ran
like a little bitch

when Orlando and LC
was after your little punk ass.

They got no love for me either,
but I don't run from shit.

So you want to talk about
a sheep?

You know what, Antonio?
I like you.

And you and I can do
some big things.

- Mm-hmm.
- But I don't work with sheep.

- You know what, Vinnie?

You're a prick.
- [scoffs]

- And I should cut you loose.
You know that, right?

- You know what, Harris?
He's right.

If we're gonna work together,

we're family
at the end of the day.

We may not get along,

but we're brothers.

- The truth of the matter is,

Don Fredricko,
he's not gonna live forever.

And I'm next in line, my man,

if I play my cards right--
and you know I will.

Now, I need a right hand.

I need a real motherfucker that
knows what the fuck he's doing--

somebody's who's loyal,
somebody I trust,

but most of all,
someone who's family.

- I don't know what to say.

I almost didn't come
to this meeting,

but you know what?

I'm glad I did.

- Good.

So you're in.

- Absolutely not.

But I do want to thank you
for opening my eyes to my worth.

- Come over here.

- I think it's time
that I work for myself.

- Good.

- [brays]

- What'd I tell you?
- Shut the fuck up.

He's in.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Hey.

See a guy in an orange car?

- Yeah, I seen that shit.
That shit was sick.

- Well, where is he?

- Man, back over there
doing something.

- What, over here?
- Yeah, back there.

- All right, cool.
Thanks, man.

- Yeah.

♪ ♪

- Shit.

[line rings]

[phone buzzes]

- Curtis, did you find him?

- No, but he's definitely been
to Baisley Park in Queens

digging up one
of daddy's honey holes.

- Honey holes?

I didn't think
they still had those left.

- Me neither.

But you know daddy.
He loved his honey holes.

And this is a decent-sized one.

- It must be
quite a bit of money.

- Yeah, probably, but--

shit.

- Curtis, what's wrong?

- He got more than money, Ma.

He got guns.

I just found bullets
to a sniper rifle.

- Oh, no, Curtis.

You have got to find him.

- I know, Ma. I know.

All right, look,
let me call you back, okay?

[phone rings]

- What's up, Curtis?
- Hey, Lil Vegas.

I need you to ping
a phone for me again.

- Yeah, I just did,
like, five minutes ago.

They turned it off

and the signals
not hitting any cell towers.

- Fuck.

- Thank you for agreeing
to meet with me.

These are for you.

- Well, thank you
for being sensible

not to show up empty-handed.

- I was told
they're your favorites.

- You were told right.

Please have a seat.

So what is this private matter
you need to speak to me about?

- Well, you may
or may not know,

but I'm very fond
of your daughter.

- Fond of her.
Oh, that's a new one.

- Okay.
I'm more than fond of her.

I love your daughter,
Mrs. Duncan.

- [laughs]

Oh.
[laughs]

Elijah, I almost
feel sorry for you

looking innocent in your
black suit and your bowtie.

She must've taken you
being a Muslim as a challenge,

and she really
must've turned you out.

And I am sorry
if she broke your heart.

- No, no, ma'am.
You misunderstand.

Sasha and I
have not been intimate.

- Not intimate?

- No.

- Lord, what is this
supposed to mean?

Is this some kind of joke?
I know my daughter.

- Allah as my witness,
I am telling you the truth.

- Then why are you here?

What is all this talk about
you being in love with her?

- Well, I...
[clears throat]

I wanted to ask
your permission--

ask you for your daughter's
hand in marriage.

- Oh, damn.

I--I mean--

oh, my.

I wasn't expecting this.

Elijah, this ring is--

- Spectacular, just like Sasha.

It is suitable for a woman
as amazing as she is.

- You really love her,
don't you?

- I do, with all my heart.

Which is why I wanted to do it
right and speak to you first

before talking
to Mr. and Mrs. Duncan.

- LC and Chippy?
- Yes.

- Now why in the hell
would you go to them?

So Chippy could try
to take over the wedding?

Oh, hell no.
Not at all.

- No, ma'am,
I just know how close Sasha is

to her aunt and uncle, so--
- So?

I'm her mother.
You've already asked me.

I'm giving you permission
and that's all that's needed.

No one else.
- So we have your blessing?

- Yes.
Yes, of course. Yes.

As long as she says yes.

- Of course.
- And once Sasha accepts,

LC and Chippy will find out
about your engagement

the same time anyone else will--

at your engagement party
that I'll be hosting.

Hmm?

- Okay.
[both chuckle]

Thank you. Thank you.
- Of course.

Oh, wait, now,
when do you plan on proposing?

- In a few days
when she returns from Europe.

We're going to meet
to watch the sunrise

and I'll propose then.

- Oh, very romantic.

- Thank you, Mrs. Duncan.
This has truly been a pleasure.

- And thank you
for being so respectful.

But I must ask you.

Are you sure
Sasha's gonna say yes?

- Well, she doesn't know
I purchased a ring,

but we have talked about
marriage several times

and she's always
seemed excited.

And while in Europe last month,

we got these made.

It does speak to
our commitment to each other.

- Yes. Yes, it does.
[laughs]

I'm planning a wedding.
[both laugh]

- Thank you. Thank you.
- Yes.

Oh.

This is going to be big.

Ooh, Chippy Duncan,

I'm about to show you
how to plan a wedding, bitch.

[laughs]

Cheers.

- Mm.

Mmm.

[grunts]
- It's that good, huh, Grandpa?

- Nevada, what are you doing
sneaking around like that?

- Hey, I'm not the one
sneaking around.

Now, who are you
hiding out from?

- I don't want
your grandmother to know

that this is my fourth slice
of your Aunt Nee Nee's cake.

- All right, well,
I won't tell if you won't tell,

as long as you cut me
another slice of that cake.

- Oh, yeah.

- Oh, Junior, they done ate
the last of the cake.

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm.

- You didn't eat all the cake,
did you, Pop?

- There's another piece.
Y'all gonna have to share it.

- [laughs]

That's a sliver,
but we'll take it.

Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

- Did Orlando tell you
about Harris?

- Harris? Oh, God.
What'd he do now?

- Señor Cruz wants to hire him.

- Hire him?

- He called
and asked for permission.

He thinks that
Harris will be useful

for his organization
here in the states.

- And what did
Orlando tell him?

- He told him that he could hire
whoever he wants

whether we like it or not,
but our preference is that

he goes with
a different candidate.

He said he understood.

- [sighs]
Glad to hear it.

- Can you believe this guy
really wants to hire Harris?

- Yeah, I believe it,
and I don't blame him.

It's a smart move--

one we may have to rethink.

[groans]
I gotta get upstairs

before your mother
comes down here looking for me.

If anyone asks,
y'all ate the cake.

- I got you, Pop.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Sorry, we're closed.
No more clients for tonight.

- I'm not here to be serviced.
Here to see the owner.

- That would be me.

- So it is true.

You're running this place.

Thought it was a joke.

- And why is that
so funny to you?

You of all people should know

how good I am
at handling business,

and now I have my own.

You've seen
what you came to see,

so leave.

- And who's gonna make me?

Him?

Remember what happened
last time, right, cabrón?

I suggest you stay put,
otherwise,

I'll have Blade finish
what she started back in LA.

- I'm not afraid of you,
Alejandro,

and I'm not alone.

Now, if I were you,
I would leave

out that same door
that you came in,

unless you're both prepared
to leave in a body bag.

- I think you've forgotten who
you're speaking to, Consuela.

You don't talk to me like that.

I'm not one
of your cheap whores.

- Back the fuck up.

- Cuidado, mi amor.

They tend to get
just a little bit sensitive

when you call them a whore.

I am not a victim anymore,
Alejandro,

and neither are these ladies,
as you can see.

We have each other's backs.

Now, I give you both permission
to get the fuck out of my club--

respectfully, of course.

- Ladies.

- Good job, ladies.

He'll be back.

- [laughs]
- Baby, I don't know

if I told you tonight,
but you look so damn good.

- I try.
- Yeah, but baby, listen to me.

They were all begging me
to work for them--

every single one of them.

It's like
I'm the most sought after

draft choice
the underworld has ever seen.

- Oh, really?
- Listen, getting divorced

and leaving LC could've been

the best thing that ever
happened for me, baby.

- No, no, no, baby.

I am about to give you

the best thing
that ever happened to you.

- Well, damn.

Mm, mm, mm.

- [laughs]
- Mm, mm, mm.

Where my keys?
Where my keys?

Come on, baby, let's do this.
Oh, and guess what?

I got a bottle of champagne
waiting.

- Well, you know what happens
when I drink too much, right?

- I know.
That's why I got it waiting.

[laughter]
Come on, baby.

Yes, baby, I'm telling you.

Life is about to get
more grand for us, baby.

- Really? Ooh, ooh.
- Oh, yes.

- [laughs]
- Do you see that bottle

of champagne right there,
sweetheart?

You see that bottle
of champagne sitting there?

Well, guess what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna go pop
that champagne,

we're gonna have us a drink,

and then I'm gonna give you
a foot massage.

And I'm gonna start
at your feet

and I'm gonna work my way
all the way up to your neck.

- Mm, okay, so I'm gonna
go in the bedroom

and change into something
more comfy.

- Mm, mm, mm.
- And when I come back,

it's time to celebrate.

[laughs]

- Well, go ahead 'cause I'm
about to skip the champagne.

All right,
I'ma pop this baby.

- You think you can handle it?
- Shit, you just wait and see.

- [laughs]

- I just need a little
of this bubbly.

Baby, this is gonna
change our life.

- Harris--
- It's about to be on!

Sound like you're ready
already.

You trying to move--
whoa, whoa, what the fuck?

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo.
Slow your roll, baby.

What the fuck is going on?

You are obviously
in the wrong house, okay?

Relax, baby.
You know who the fuck I am?

- No, just that
your name is Harris Grant

and you're an asshole.

- Okay, listen, maybe you want

to ask somebody
before you do this.

- I don't think so.
Sleepy time.

- Sleepy time?

What the fuck
does sleepy time mean?

- Oh, my God.
- [choking]

[gasps]

- Please don't kill him.
Oh, my God.

[sobbing]

- [laughs]

- ♪ Turn the lights off ♪

- ♪ Turn up for the team ♪

♪ Buy up all the drinks ♪

♪ We don't need a reason ♪

♪ We just need the green ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪

♪ We living the dream ♪

♪ Single for the weekend ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪
- ♪ Team ♪

- ♪ Turn up for the team ♪
- ♪ Team ♪

- ♪ Turn up for the team ♪
- ♪ Team ♪

- ♪ Turn up for the team ♪
- ♪ Team ♪