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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]

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