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- We both got accepted to the Black Hamptons

Business Fellowship and Mentor Program.

- This is amazing, you two.

- Enjoy your stay in the Hamptons, Miss Winters.

- Oh, thank you.

I'm sure it will be fun. - I'm sure it will.

- We have to sever our business ties.

- What's up, man? You want, like, an autograph?

- I just wanted to come say hi.

- Oh. Right, well, hey.

- We haven't even gotten the shipments from Korea yet.

- I'd hate for something that small to...

fuck this up.

- ? Don't you dare say it's over ?

? Forever's starting right now ?

? ?

? Even though winter seems a little colder ?

? Better's starting right now, yeah ?

? I promise you all that pushing, all that fighting ?

? All that running, all that climbing ?

? It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothing ?

? Give it to me, yeah, yeah ? - ? Turn the lights on ?

? ?

- Good morning, sunshine.

- Mm, morning, handsome.

- Mm. - [chuckles]

Hey, so what do you think?

Hmm? - I think it's amazing.

And everybody else will, too.

- [smacks lips] Know what?

That's why I love you. - Mm.

- You are always so supportive.

- Mm. - [chuckles]

- Mm.

[footsteps approaching]

- Oh, God.

Don't you two have a room?

- Good morning to you, too, Mother.

- Don't hate, Carolyn. We're in love.

- Oh, bah humbug.

- I do have something for you.

- Do tell. And what is that?

"Mr. and Mrs. Malcolm Britton request

"the pleasure of your attendance

"at their post-nuptial summer soiree

aboard the S.S. Carolyn."

Well, a summer soiree, that sounds expensive.

- It's a celebration for our family and friends, Mother.

- Since we didn't have a wedding reception.

- Well, thank you for the invite, I guess.

- You're very welcome, Carolyn. [clears throat]

- But you know what?

This little shindig might be

the perfect time to pass the word about

Eli Bradshaw's little gentrification project.

There's nothing like a open bar to stir up the troops.

Oh, good morning, Kimberly. - Good morning.

- I'm gonna need you to make sure that everything's in order

for Vanessa's and Malcolm's little soiree.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Oh, and I'm gonna need your guest list

and some more invitations.

I'm sure there's someone you forgot to invite.

I want everyone that I know there

that has the big money. - Oh, that sounds lit.

Can I invite some of my friends to the soiree?

- Of course you can, sweetheart.

Vanessa, give your son some invitations.

- Thanks, Grandma. You the best.

- Whoo-hoo-hoo. This looks good.

Looks like y'all got started without me.

- Hey, man. - Hey, Ty.

- Honey, what's that? - Uh, I don't know.

It was tucked in the door when I got back from my run.

It's addressed to "the Johnson family."

- Well... - Okay.

- Let me see that.

- What is it?

- Looks like an invitation.

It is.

An invitation to a party.

- All right, now. Whose party?

- Vanessa Britton and Malcolm Britton.

"Together with their families,

"Vanessa Britton and Malcolm Britton

"request the pleasure of your company

to join on their private family yacht."

both: Yes.

- Oh, hell, no.

Now, that don't even sound right.

Now, why would they even be inviting us to a party?

- Hey. An olive branch maybe.

- Olive branch, my ass. We're not going.

- Mom, come on. It's on their yacht.

- I don't give a damn if it's on "The Queen Mary."

We're not going. - [scoffs]

- But, Ma, we got to go. Everybody's gonna be there.

Dad?

- Sweetheart, look, don't you think

you're being a little irrational?

We got to let bygones be bygones at some point.

These people are our neighbors.

- After everything that family's done to us?

No, they almost tried to bankrupt us, for God's sake.

So, no, we're not going, period.

Now, come on.

You guys don't want to be late meeting your mentors

for the Black Hamptons Fellowship Program,

and you need to get dressed, so come on, let's go.

- Can I at least eat first? - No, you cannot.

Should've came down with the rest of us.

- Hey, I'm about to work out. You headed out?

- Yeah.

I have a full slate of showings.

- What's that?

- Malcolm and Vanessa are throwing

their post-wedding reception on the yacht this weekend.

- Hmm, that sounds interesting. Saturday or Sunday?

- Saturday. - Hmm.

- So are you going to be able to take me?

- Uh, yeah, unless you planning on going with somebody else.

- [chuckles] Of course not.

It's just that every time I try to schedule time with you,

including sex, something comes up.

You got a girl backed up, and, baby, I'm your wife.

- Look, I know it's been crazy lately.

But there is a big payday at the end,

and things are about to calm down, okay?

So, yes, Leslie, we can attend.

Hey.

And you aren't the only one who's backed up, okay?

Your husband needs some loving, too.

- Well, good. - Mm.

- Then Saturday night, it is on.

- Mmm.

[popping lips]

I'll have you popping like popcorn.

- [laughs]

- See you tonight, honey. - Okay.

- I think that would be interesting.

- I think it'd be very interesting.

- Oh, where the hell is my drink?

Oh, ooh, thank you.

- Salud.

- Yeah, salud.

- Yeah. - [chuckles]

Dad, looks like we are becoming quite popular in town.

- What's that?

- We've been invited to a soiree

hosted by the Brittons on their yacht.

- [chuckles]

Okay, so what's wrong with this picture, son?

- I already knew what you was going to say.

- Yeah, right. - I already knew it.

- Yeah, that's not a yacht.

That is a boat. We have a yacht.

- I stand corrected, Father.

Anyways, it's gonna be at 2:00 p.m. on Saturday.

Might be fun.

- Yeah, interesting, but...

I already have something better to do.

- [quietly] Wow.

Oh, I can't wait to see who Tyler's mentor is.

It's probably Mr. Sylvester from Dynasty Engineering.

At least that's who he's hoping to get.

It would make sense because our selections

are based off of our major.

I just want mine to be a woman in business

'cause you know I'm trying to be a boss--

I mean, a successful female entrepreneur one day.

- Well, I'm sure whoever they assign as his mentor

will be great, and yours will be too, babe.

- Thanks, Mom.

- [sighs]

- Who'd you get? - Young man,

see you first thing Monday. 9:00 a.m. sharp.

- Yeah. Okay, Reverend Chauncey.

- Oh, snap.

You got Reverend Chauncey?

- Yeah, rub it in my face, why don't you?

- Come on. - Sorry, Ty.

- Not as sorry as me.

Mom, can I just get your keys? I'ma go wait in the car.

- Sure, son.

- Good luck.

- Gabrielle Johnson?

- Oh, I guess I'm up next.

Ooh, hopefully, I do better than Tyler.

- Good luck.

- Good luck, Gabs! - Good luck, Gab.

- I'm Gabrielle Johnson.

- Hi, Gabrielle. I'm Daphne.

You're one lucky young lady, I can tell you that.

Your mentor is not only

a prominent member of the community,

but she's one of the most powerful business women I know.

You're going to learn a lot from her.

- Wow, who is she?

- Why don't you step inside and find out?

- I want 50 now, OK?

You take a--I'll give you a little breather,

then I want another 50. Can you do that?

- I can do it. - Can you give me that?

- Can you give me that? - Yeah, I got you.

- A'ight, come on. What you got?

46, 47, 48, 49, 50! - Yeah!

- Okay, take a little break. Take a little break.

Come on, look at him with that young energy.

- Yo, this came in for you.

- What up, C? - What's going on, boy?

- This is--oh.

Oh, this is a yacht party invitation.

Okay. - Okay.

- Hell, yeah. I'm with this.

- A yacht party? - Yeah, it's next weekend.

The Brittons are throwing it. Cool, cool.

- Why would they invite you?

- Why would they invite me? Why would they invite me?

They inviting me 'cause I'm Bobby the Beast.

That's why they invite me. You know what I wanna--

I think I'm gonna invite that young kid, the fighter,

be my plus one. What you think? - Yeah, you know.

We got to try to separate him from his old man,

so I think that'll do the trick,

make him feel like he part of the team.

- Oh, you bet your ass it would make him

feel like part of the team. I'm signing him.

- So you're gonna invite him, and not invite me?

- Um... - Hold up.

- [stammering] I got it.

Baby, listen, um...

so this right here--

how can I explain this?

This is--this is more like business, right?

I gotta show this kid, Pete,

why he needs to be a part of team BTB, okay, all right?

I gotta show him how we gon' build his brand.

You understand, don't you?

Hmm?

All right, I tell you what. Wanna go shopping, hmm?

Go on a little shopping spree next week, go to Paris.

You like that? Yeah?

All right, come here.

It's all good, baby. It's just business.

All right, come on, dawg. You owe me another 50.

Get down to it.

You want to get some? - Yeah, I'ma go get some--

- Come on. - Come on, I got 200.

I got 200 on you, man.

All you got to do is give me ten.

- All right. - Just give me ten.

[mellow hip-hop]

? ?

- Thank you.

- What's that?

- It's an invitation to a party

being hosted by your ex and his wife.

- My ex and his wife, huh?

- Well, now that I think about it,

it is quite funny for them to invite us of all people.

Hmm.

I guess we'll have to find out once we arrive

at the auspicious event.

- You really want to go?

- Oh, I wouldn't miss it for the world, handsome,

and neither should you.

- I mean, it is a nice little yacht.

- After all the time you've spent on it,

I'm sure you of all people would know.

[chuckles]

- Listen, listen, listen, listen, listen.

I appreciate it but your apologies

don't mean anything right now. They're not helping.

I got thousands of phones tied up in a warehouse.

Let's figure this out, Yee. That's all I want to say.

- Any luck figuring out the phones?

- No.

How was your day?

- It was all right.

Seems like everybody's excited about this party.

Even the haters are going.

- Everyone except us.

- You really want to go, don't you?

- Yeah.

Who wouldn't? - Us!

Us, that's who.

- Look, Ma, I get there was beef a while back

but everyone's moved on from it, except for you, Ma.

- Which is crazy to me 'cause I can't even understand

how everybody's drinking the Britton Kool-Aid

and forgetting how they literally

just tried to destroy us.

I just don't forgive and forget that easily.

- Yeah, we know, Ma.

And that's why Gabby's been upstairs

for the last three hours upset.

- Why is Gabby upset?

- Oh, you don't know?

See, Gabby got assigned Carolyn Britton as her mentor.

- Syd. - Now, don't even start.

- As much as I hate to say it,

Carolyn Britton is one of the most successful

Black women in America.

I believe she can help Gabby

be the best businesswoman she can be.

So who wouldn't want somebody like that as a mentor, huh?

Oh, that's right, you.

- Look, our neighbors are going, our friends are going.

So if you don't want to go, you stay here.

The kids are going, and I'm going.

Period.

Move. Go. - [chuckling]

Love you, Mom.

- So you are assuring us that those phones

will be in my son's hands by the end of the week?

- Absolutely.

- Good. Good.

We've already sold the first 100,000 of these

to our distributing partners in the Caribbean.

So it looks like this is going to be huge.

- Massive. - Yeah.

- Well, that's good to hear.

Looking forward to talking to you guys on Friday.

- Take care.

- All right. - All right.

- Yeah, well, that's easy for you to say.

[clears throat]

Let me get one more of these and the check, please.

- Make it two.

Buy your girl a drink?

- [chuckles]

Well, if it isn't the one who got away.

It's been a long time, Alyssa.

- Yeah, too long.

But I figured you would be here.

You've always loved this place,

ever since we were old enough to drink.

- Some things never change. - Mm.

- Thank you.

- I heard about your wife.

I'm sorry.

- [sighs] Me too.

You know, I hated to see her suffer.

But she's in a better place now.

- To old friends?

[glasses clink]

- So how have you been?

You still fucking around with those knives?

- [chuckles]

Every chance I get.

- You know, I've seen you on TV,

and you're still as gorgeous as ever.

Haven't aged a bit.

- Mr. Donovan,

flattery will get you everywhere.

- Oh, yeah?

Even back to where you're staying tonight?

- [laughs] Maybe for a drink,

but I can't promise you anything other than that.

- Same old Alyssa,

still playing hard to get.

- Well, I don't see anything wrong with it

because once you get it,

you're not gonna want to let it go.

- Mm.

- You coming? - Oh, yeah.

You ain't got to tell me twice.

- So what exactly

have you been doing with yourself these days?

- I work for a company called Sydney Tech.

Have you ever heard of a guy by the name of Anthony Johnson?

- Yeah, the tech guru. I've heard of him.

Seen him on a couple of magazine covers.

- Well, that's my boss. - Hmm.

- And if I play my cards right...

- Mm-hmm?

- In ten years, that man is gon' make me a billionaire.

Yep. - That's what's up?

- As long as I can keep him from tripping over his feet.

- Mm.

Wait, I don't understand.

- See, as smart as Anthony is,

he has a naive streak a mile long.

I mean, he can be a little gullible sometimes.

And that's where me and his wife come in.

- Mm. - We're his...protectors.

- Oh, really? - Mmm-hmm.

But enough about him.

You know, even when I was married...

- Mm-hmm?

- I never stopped thinking about you.

- [chuckles]

Mike.

I am flattered and tempted,

but I am tipsy as hell.

And I don't want us to do anything

that we're gonna regret in the morning.

- All right.

This ain't high school or college,

and I'm not gon' be chasing you around

like some schoolboy, Alyssa.

- Look.

Let's just take our time and see what happens.

And if it's meant to be, it'll be.

- Mm.

[Rico Love's "Loving You Better"]

? ?

- ? Maybe I wasn't loving you better ?

? Loving you better, loving you ?

? Maybe I wasn't loving you better ?

? Loving you better, loving you ?

? Maybe I wasn't ?

? If that man can take my girl ?

? Then she really ain't my girl ?

? If that man can take my girl ?

? Then she really ain't my girl ?

? If he can give her all the love ?

? She's only with me because she's used to it ?

? And I make sure she's all right ?

? Foolish, I believed in us ?

- Sheesh!

Looks like the entire Black Hamptons showed up, Grandma.

- Yes, another fabulous Britton party

to be remembered.

- Come on, now. Y'all know how we do it.

- Come on, man. [laughter]

- I'm 'bout to go check on Malcolm real quick, all right?

- Wait a minute. I didn't know that Christopher RSVP'd.

- Yeah, he was on Kimberly's guest list.

- Oh. I see.

? ?

Well, shall we greet our guests?

- Let's go. - Let's do it.

- ? Loving you better ?

? Loving you better, loving you ?

? Maybe I wasn't ?

- Look like you're in deep thought.

I guess being back here

brings back some good memories for you, huh?

- And a few nightmares.

- I can understand why you feel that way.

- Good.

What's understood doesn't have to be said.

And whose big idea was it to invite us anyway,

yours or your wife's?

- Hers.

- You know she's trying to send me a message, right?

- Are you going to Biking in the Hamptons next weekend?

- I don't know.

I didn't realize it was next weekend.

- Well...

it won't be the same without you.

And just so you know, you've already been registered.

I signed us both up when I registered in June.

- Malcolm, come on.

It's time to take pictures, sweetie.

- Wifey's calling.

- Malcolm. - Okay.

[soft tense music]

? ?

- Go.

You don't want to make wifey wait.

- Bike weekend.

? ?

- Okay?

- [sighs]

- Wow, you look amazing.

- Thank you.

- So how's my favorite realtor doing?

- I'm okay, I guess.

- What's wrong?

- That is great news, Your Honor.

I'll--I will inform my client right away.

- Business, business. - Business.

- Gabrielle, I'm so happy to

have you as my mentee this year.

I can't wait to introduce you to--oh.

Christopher. - Carolyn.

- Yes, I want you to meet my mentee, Gabrielle.

- It's a pleasure. - So nice to meet you.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

- Honey, this is Aries Cora. - Jeffery.

- He's looking to buy a house in the Black Hamptons.

- Well, it's nice to meet you, Aries.

I think you'll find our area is very welcoming.

Oh, babe, I have to go.

- Will you excuse us?

- Sure.

- Jeffery, what do you mean you have to go?

- There's an urgent situation with a client I'm dealing with.

I will have Martin drive you home.

- You don't need to have Martin drive me home.

I'll find a ride myself. - I'm sorry, baby.

[soft tense music]

- Jeff--

? ?

[both chuckling]

- That was, uh, very awkward.

- Yeah, sorry.

- It's okay.

Can I get you a drink?

- Uh, um...

actually, I think I'm gonna need something stronger.

Uh, just excuse me for a second.

- Sure.

[soft tense music]

? ?

[indistinct chatter]

- Oh, they're here. They're here.

[cheers and applause]

- Thank you all for coming today.

It makes me so proud to see you all gathered here

with my family this evening

as we celebrate Malcolm and Vanessa's recent nuptials.

[cheers and applause]

- Congratulations!

- You know what I love about the Black Hamptons?

We are more than just a community of people

who live in the same neighborhood.

We are family.

Now, don't get me wrong. We are not perfect.

And Lord knows we have our disagreements

from time to time.

But when the time comes for us to unite,

whether it's for a wedding celebration

or to join forces to protect and guard what we have built,

we put our differences aside,

and we stand together for one another.

Gabrielle, Jesse, come up here, please.

These young people right here,

my grandson and my mentee,

they represent what's to come.

And what we do now will affect

what's to come for them and their children.

And what we're not gonna do

is let anything or anyone like a Eli Bradshaw

take that from us, take that from them.

All you young people,

you are the future of our community.

And to my son and my daughter-in-law,

I'd like to say congratulations again

from me and our entire family.

Please raise a glass and let's cheer the couple.

[applause]

all: Cheers!

- Big bro!

[cheering]

- Salud.

? ?

- Hey, sis.

[gasps] Wow.

Okay.

You know, people are raving about the food.

- Did you think they wouldn't?

After all, I am a Michelin Star chef.

- Yes, you are.

This is amazing.

But I am only concerned with one person being impressed.

So, has anyone introduced you yet?

- Not yet,

but these things can't be rushed.

Oh, and not that it matters, but which one's his wife?

- Yeah, the bitch with the scowl near the bar.

[both giggling] - Oh.

She looks twisted. - Yeah.

I don't want you to worry about her.

You know why?

You remember what I told you earlier, right?

The way to Anthony Johnson is?

- Is through his stomach. I already know.

- Mm-hmm.

I've already made an impression.

That is his second plate.

However, as fine as he is,

I'm hoping to get to something a little lower.

- [gasps] Ooh, girl.

And people think that I'm the scandalous one.

[laughs]

They have no idea. - Absolutely none, girl.

- So, Gabrielle, you will start on Monday.

You'll come to the office, and Kimberly will get

your schedule ready for you. - Yes, I will.

- I have so many wonderful things--

- Gabby? Gabby, the party's over

so why don't you find your brother?

And I need to speak to Mrs. Britton.

- Mom, please don't. - I said go find your brother.

- Can I help you?

But before you say anything,

let me tell you how wonderful and beautiful your daughter is.

I am really going to enjoy my summer with her.

- What the hell do you think you're doing?

- Well, if you hadn't noticed, I enjoyed the party.

It was a wonderful party, wasn't it, Kimberly?

- Yeah, mm-hmm.

- And I hope that you did the same.

- Now, you know damn well

that's not what I'm talking about.

I was referring to my daughter.

Manipulating real estate is one thing.

Playing these childish games,

trying to manipulate my daughter, that's another.

And that I will not stand for.

- I don't know what your problem is,

but you are way off.

I haven't manipulated anything.

- Oh, so you being chosen as my daughter's mentor

is just some coincidence? Bullshit.

- You know, you might find this hard to believe,

but the world doesn't revolve around you.

And I have way too many important things

to do with my time than what you're accusing me of.

I have been a mentor to Black women in this program for years

and I have never selected who's been assigned to me.

And furthermore, I would never use a child

to my benefit, business or personal, so back off.

- Now why would I back off about my own damn child?

And no, I don't believe you,

and I don't want her anywhere around you.

- Well, you are her mother, and it's your choice,

but that's very sad. - Why is that?

- Because I could open a lot of doors for Gabrielle.

- Oh, Gabby would be just fine, trust me.

And she doesn't need any help from the likes of you.

- Hey.

You ladies playing nice?

- Oh, Anthony, it's good to see you.

I was just telling your wife here

how remarkable your daughter is

and how impressed I am with her already.

You know, I was really looking forward to mentoring her,

but well, sadly, Sydney has informed me that

Gabrielle will not be a participant,

and that is just a shame.

- Well, first of all, thank you very much

for all your wonderful words about our daughter.

We're very proud of our baby girl.

And there's no reason why

Gabby would be pulled from the program.

So, unfortunately, Sydney's mistaken.

- What? Now that is some great news.

I am so happy to hear that.

You know, if you two will excuse me,

there are some very important people here

that I want to introduce Gabrielle to before they leave.

Well, thank you. My guests await.

Come on, Kimberly, let's go.

- Baby, you know-- - Ah, ah.

Syd, baby, you need to stop this shit.

It's bad for business.

You're embarrassing yourself and our family.

Chill out.

[Rico Love's "Fight for You"]

? ?

- ? Down to fight for you ?

- What the fuck is-- I should've whooped his ass

when I had the chance.

- Damn! She fine as shit. That's your girl?

- She used to be.

- And you let this clown take her from you?

- Man, this clown's family owns this yacht

and half of this town.

But what I wouldn't give for five minutes alone

to whoop that ass. - Hmm, I feel you.

You know, you ain't always got to throw a punch

to knock a motherfucker out.

You still want her?

- More than anything in this world.

- Mm.

That's a hell of a statement.

Say less. I got you.

- ? Fightin' every night ?

? Better hope that [muted] down to ?

- Yo, listen up.

Hey, can I have everybody's attention just real quick?

Yeah, just--just-- just real quick.

Come on. Y'all come on in.

Come on in. Come on in. All right, good deal.

Listen, let's give it up for the newlyweds, right?

[applause] Give it up.

Clap that up, right?

This whole party is like a--

you know what I like to call it? It's like a "lituation."

This is it. I'm just happy to be invited.

My name is Bobby "The Beast" Boyd,

for those of you all that don't know me,

middleweight champion of the world.

Come on, clap that up. Clap that up. Clap that up.

I'm actually up here because I want to introduce y'all to

my prot�g� and hopefully the newest member of Team BTB.

This brother is actually from Sag Harbor,

and he will be the next light heavyweight champion

of the world, you mark my words.

Y'all put your hands together for your hometown hero,

Mr. Peter Lane. Come on up, Pete.

[applause] Come on up, baby.

[laughs]

Come on, come on, you look good.

I got a little something for you.

Hey, man, can I give you this?

My brother, thank you very much.

Pete, huh?

I want to make it official. Let's make that official, dawg.

- Oh, wow. - [laughs]

Huh? Come on. Clap that up. [applause]

- What I'm talking about. - Clap that up.

That's it. That's it, man. - Thank you, man.

- It's gon' look good. That's gon' look good.

- Karrin, come on, baby girl. We about to get started.

- I'm coming. I'm coming.

Bobby not answering the phone.

- Oh, he on a yacht. Ain't no service out there.

- Darnell, where's my baby? - He's not here.

- Then where is he at? - Bianca, you deaf?

I said he ain't here.

- Hey, Cornelius. Where's my boo?

- Didn't Bobby tell you not to come over here

without calling? - Yeah, but I'm in town

doing a video shoot for the Lost Boys,

and they want Bobby in it.

- Yeah, but why didn't you call first?

- Why are you guys acting like I'm some random?

- My bad, C.

- Um, and who is this?

- Don't worry about who she is.

How can I help you?

- I left something here the 4th of July,

and it's in the cabana.

Hmm.

Your bracelet, it's cute.

- Thanks. Bobby got it for me.

- Oh, nice.

Mine too.

And if you stick around long enough, baby,

you might just get a chain.

- No, you stick around long enough,

I'ma beat your ass.

See, I tried to be a lady, and you being disrespectful.

- My bad.

I don't want no juice.

You can have that prize. I'm good.

You ready?

Cornelius, have Bobby hit me about the video, okay?

Let's go, Shawna.

We don't want Miss Thing beating our asses.

- I'ma take 'em to the cabana. - Get 'em out of here.

- Man, get them little itty-bitty bitches out of here.

- That's old news, all right?

Let's get this money. We having a good time.

Don't worry about anything. I'ma take care of that.

It won't happen again.

Come on, now, first lady of BTB.

- If it happen again-- - It won't.

- Thank you.

- Look at you. How you doing, beautiful?

Adora...

I think I got it. Don't--no.

What is it? What's your last name?

- Sinclair. - Sinclair! That's right.

Adora Sinclair. You the art lady, right?

- I'm the art lady. - Yeah, all right.

I'm Bobby "The Beast" Boyd.

- I know who you are, Mr. Boyd.

- Oh, please, call me Bobby.

Mr. Boyd, that sounds so formal.

You know, like you talking to my daddy or something.

Yeah, I'm feeling all your work.

- Thank you.

- Art ain't really, like, my thing,

but your stuff is definitely catching my eye.

- Thanks. - You know what I'd love to do?

Like a private viewing, you know what I mean?

Something intimate, just the two of us,

after the party.

Hmm?

- Why don't I put you in touch with my manager?

- Okay.

- Mmm.

- Then again,

if you are interested,

I do have some pieces in my studio that you may like.

- [chuckles] Okay.

- You know, so we could possibly check them out,

maybe have a few drinks, negotiate a price.

- [chuckles]

- I mean, if you're really interested.

- I'm really interested

in whatever it is that you want to show me.

- Oh. - Oh, yeah.

- Okay. - Oh, yeah.

So you just let me know. - [clears throat]

- Oh.

Hey, Martin.

- What y'all talking about?

- Bobby and I were just chatting about art.

He wants a private showing.

- Is that so? - Mm-hmm.

- So you an, um-- an art expert now, huh?

- No.

But I am getting stalker vibes from you, I really am.

How come every time I turn around, dude,

you in my face? - [chuckles]

You know, I don't know.

How come every time I look up,

you in the face of something that belongs to me?

- Belongs to you?

Oh, is--is that what this is?

- You're damn right that's what's going on.

- [laughs] Who is this dude, huh?

- This is Martin-- - Her man, that's who.

- You're her man? - Yeah, that's who.

- This your man? Well, let me-- I hate to break it to you,

but your girl just offered me a nightcap.

And I accepted 'cause she bad as hell,

you know what I mean?

- He asked to see some more paintings.

That's all. - Don't do that. Don't do that.

She playin'. Don't play the games.

Okay, that's the champ you talking to.

You know you offered to show me more than that.

- What? Are you crazy?

- There were some insinuations--far from crazy.

- No, no. - My man, look.

I think you need to--I think you need to relax, all right?

- I don't need to do shit. - No, you need to relax.

- What the hell is going on over here?

- Oh, nothing, nothing. Nothing is going on.

Okay, listen, you know, your son,

he's just trying to show out in front of his bitch.

- How dare you speak to my guests in that manner.

I will not stand for it. Do you understand that?

Look, I don't give a damn who you are

or how many belts you've won.

What you will not do is curse at a woman in my presence.

Now, I think that it is time for you to excuse yourself.

- Okay, that's cool.

You know, I've been thrown out of nicer places than this.

- Good, then you won't mind leaving.

- All right.

The champ will show himself off y'all little tug boat.

Excuse me.

All right, brother.

[tense hip-hop music]

? ?

- Dear, are you okay?

- Yes, Mrs. Britton, I'm fine.

Thank you. - So rude.

? ?

- So tipsy.

- Well, everyone's going ashore.

Can I give you a ride?

- Only if you're gonna take me to a bar

and get me very drunk. - [laughs]

It seems like you already had one too many drinks tonight.

- Yeah, well, a few more,

and who knows how the night will end.

- Don't start nothing you ain't ready to finish.

- What makes you think I can't finish it?

- You lead, I'll follow.

- Carolyn.

- What is it, Christopher?

I hope you're not gonna ask me to dance

because the answer is no.

Kimberly's already breathing down my back,

and I don't want an incident.

- No, Carolyn.

And yes, I get it, okay?

Me and Kimberly will definitely have a conversation.

But this is not about that. It's about business, all right?

I have some news that I have to share with you.

- What is it?

- I was just informed that Jeffery touched down

at Otisville Prison about 15 minutes ago.

This is not a coincidence, Carolyn.

He's up to something.

- All right, so, what is he up to?

- That I can't confirm.

But Jeffery is definitely starting to

prove himself very capable.

- You know what? I don't give a damn how capable he is.

Johnson LLP is supposed to be the best,

so you need to stop whatever it is he's doing.

- We are the best.

And I am doing my best, okay?

But let's remember,

you hired me to stay in the shadows, right?

Now if you want me to go harder

and make my presence felt to your husband,

we can definitely arrange that.

- No, that won't be necessary. - Thank you.

- He needs to think that I am still the loyal,

obedient, dutiful little wife

just in case his ass gets out.

- Well, I'm sorry to say that that's a possibility.

- Damn it, don't you think I know that?

My pretty, Gabrielle, I'm so excited to

be working with you, dear.

- Yes, me too.

- Go home and get some rest. - See you Monday.

Yes. - OK, Get some rest.

- Bye. Nice meeting you. - Yes, you too.

- Well, okay. All right.

Anthony, thank you for coming. - Thank you.

Thanks for having us. - My pleasure as always.

- Take care, you two.

- Baby. Oh!

It was a beautiful evening.

Did you have a good time? - I did.

- Oh, good. - Thank you.

- Vanessa.

- Thank you so much. - You're so welcome, darling.

Okay, now, go make me another grandbaby.

[laughter]

- Kimberly. - Bye.

- Shall we go? I'm exhausted. - Yes.

- Let's go. - All right, after you.

- You know, I think this celebratory toast is

a bit premature but right on time.

- I agree.

- To Monday. - To Monday.

- I always knew that you were a great lawyer,

but you've proven yourself to be the best.

- Taking care of my clients is

what I get paid very well to do, Moses.

Ah.

[chuckles]

Welcome home.

- Woo!

[both laugh]

Love it. - Welcome home.

[indistinct chatter]

- Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Johnson,

sorry for disturbing you and your family this evening.

Can I have a word with you, please?

- Uh, sure, Sergeant. - Thank you.

- Um, baby, just give me a minute.

- Yeah, um, come on, kids. - You good?

- Yeah, I'm good, Ty. Stay with your mom.

- Mr. Johnson, this is Detective Thorn

from the Westchester County Police Department.

He'd like to have a word with you, please.

- Sure.

Wait, uh, Detective?

- Yes, sir. - How can I help you?

- Mr. Johnson, there was a burglary

at your warehouse in New Rochelle.

- A burglary? - Yes, sir.

The investigation is pending,

but you took a pretty big hit, sir.

Looks like professionals.

The suspects were strategic.

And it's obvious they knew your alarm system.

- Wait, what are you saying, detective?

What was taken?

- Looks like everything.

- But that's impossible.

There were over 20 pallets of merchandise in that warehouse.

- Sir, they even took the office computers

and the smoke detectors. - Oh, come on.

- Shit. - You kidding me?

- What, they really took everything?

- Look, in my experience,

it's always someone inside your organization.

So if you hear anything, give me a call.

Here's my card.

I'll be in touch if anything surfaces.

- Try to have a good night, gentlemen.

- Appreciate it, Sarge.

- [sighs]

- Are you fucking kidding me?

- Hey, look.

Cora is right there in the car.

- [sighs]

- Why are the police here?

- Mr. Cora, sir, we just got word from a detective that

our warehouse in New Rochelle was just burglarized.

- Our phones?

- Yes, sir, our phones. We lost everything.

- This is gonna set us back a couple of weeks.

But in the meantime, I'll make a few calls.

I think I want to personally see to it

that whoever did this is found and handled.

- Now, Mr. Cora, I really don't think that's necessary.

We should just let the police do their jobs

and handle it through the insurance.

- It's not about that.

See, I tend to take personal offense

at someone who disrupts a plan that I already have in motion.

But not to worry.

I think you'll find my way of doing things very satisfying.

[window rolling up]

[tense hip-hop music]

? ?

- Well, when you said you were gon' buy us some time,

you damn sure did.

- You think I could pull something off this elaborate?

Hell, I thought it was you.

- Hell, no!

Come on, man.

- If it wasn't you,

and it definitely wasn't me,

who in the hell was it then?

- I don't know.

But I know one thing;

we sure as hell better find out before Alexander Cora does.

- You right about that.

- [sighs]

[smooth music]

? ?

- ? Don't you dare say it's over ?

? Forever's starting right now ?

? Even though winter seems a little colder ?

? Better's starting right now, yeah ?

? I got enemies on all sides ?

? So you gon' need to pick sides ?

? Legacy won't be tonight, nowhere ?

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