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♪

Hey.

Well, well, well.

What you doing
around these parts, ma'am?

Well, you know, Montana told me
that you were here.

- Oh, did she?
- Mm-hmm.

- Hey.
- Hey.

So, today's the big day, huh?

Yep.

- Just hope it doesn't ring.
- Mm-hmm.

If it rings, that means
I didn't make the team.

Oh, I have a good feeling
about it.

Yeah, we'll see.

So, how's the ankle?

No more cortisone, right?

Right, right.

There's nothing
I can do now.

Either I made the team
or I didn't.

Good.

Come here.
Come on.

- Where are we going?
- We are going somewhere fun.

- Come on.
- Brittany, I got--

- Brittany, I gotta
get ready for work.
- Do you trust me?

- Come on.
- What are you-- I gotta go.

What is this?

Hey, you made the team.

Seriously?

Y'all not playing me, right?

No, you made the team!

I have a little
proposition for you.

I knew I'd wear you down.

- I suggest that we get cozy,

cruising the waters
of the Maldives.

Oh.
Well, I suggest

that we stick to business
and get cozy

cruising down
a river of cash.

Well, my interest is piqued.
Go on.

I wanna buy
Oakmont Sports Academy.

Well, I guess we'll both
be living our dreams

in the end zone.

Guess so.

Oakmont, future client,
smart business.

But let's get
to the juicy part-- me.

Well, my cash is on lock.

I need a float.

What you offering
for collateral?

My good name.

Your name is always good
with me, Tasha,

even if Garrett
hasn't signed his contract yet.

But I need more.

Let's say, 51% interest
in your agency.

Ah, babe, I hate to have
to do this, but I gotta go.

- Right now?
- Yeah, I know.

I'm meeting with Tasha
to come clean about the club.

Oh, take Demarco with you
as a bodyguard.

- Take the rest of the team too.

Tasha, I just need
a show of good faith.

You can buy back your stake
at any time.

When do you need the money?

Now, there's an emergency
board meeting today,

so how 'bout 20%?

35, pretty lady.

Damn.
All right.

Send the paperwork
over to my attorney.

I will make the call
immediately.

You know what?
This club...

- Mm-hmm?
- ...is gonna be
a game-changer, really.

And I will have
the best seat in the house

- to watch you play.
- Mm, can't wait.

All right, well,
let me know how it goes.

Will do.

I do have one favor to ask.

Oh, will you please
take it easy, Colonel, okay?

I already gave you the "T"
and the "M" in my name, come on.

I'd rather have
the "T" and the "A."

But promise me that
Club End Zone

will be the hottest thing
in all of football.

- Wait, wait. What?
- Club End Zone.

Isn't what you and Brittany
are calling it?

Ah.
Me and Brittany.

Well, I promise you,
it's gonna be hotter than hell.

♪

- Oh! Oh-ho-ho!
- My man!

Dawg, you better pick up
them blitzes

and keep my ass safe,
you hear me?

Oh, I will.
Hey, and thank you.

- I owe you so much.
- Feeling is mutual, dawg.

- Feeling's mutual.
- Yes, sir.

Oh, gosh, get a room.

- Garrett.

Malik, how'd the meeting go
with the union?

Mr. Sabin, how do you vote?

I vote for Prescott.

That's three votes
Prescott Enterprises,

two for the Tasha Mack
Corporation.

Ms. Moore?

- Tasha Mack.
- That's three votes each.

Mr. Landry, as the longest
running board member,

you have the deciding vote.

- Simone.
- Yes?

- You have served
this school well.
- Thank you.

But I vote Tasha Mack.

- Pow, pow, pow.
- You have gotta be kidding me.

James, how could you do this?

You chopped that baby's hair.
It went spiral on the Internet.

It's "viral,"
you fucking coot.

Whatever, we can't afford
that kind of press.

This woman is not fit
to run my academy.

Oh, says the woman
who is fit to be tied.

- Ken! Bob!
- No!

Please escort this woman
out of my academy.

- It's my academy!
- Not anymore.

No, no, no,
this cannot be happening.

- It is happening.
- This is not over.

Don't you dare.
Don't you dare.

- Thank you.
- You'll do well.

Thank you.

- Ooh! Oh!

Oh!

School is in session, Monique.

Lining up head mistress
interviews as we speak.

- Thank you.
- Congratulations.

- Wow.
- So proud of you.

- Auntie Tasha, you did it.

This is incredible.
How-- how did you pull it off?

Oh, a little spit,
a little grease,

a little help
from people I trust.

Well, fellas, the union said
we don't have enough owner votes

to secure lifetime healthcare,
unfortunately.

So, it's on us, then.

Either we play or we strike.

- Yeah.
- I don't know, I don't know.

- That's risky as hell, Garrett.
- Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho.
Chill, chill, chill.

Bro, listen, it's not
gonna come to that.

I'm gonna have a talk
with the Colonel, okay?

Trust your QB.
Have I ever let you all down?

Yes!

Okay, but that
was that one time,

and that was before
No Nut November.

And if I can handle that shit,

then I can handle the Colonel.
Come on, y'all.

You didn't handle it.
You fell nine days short.

Oh-ho-ho!

Look who's been a pro
for five minutes

and already got the mouth
of a vet!

That's what I'm talking about.

Hey, bartender,
get Clint Black-wood

another drink over here
to shut him up.

How dare you use my name

without my permission
with the Colonel.

That's what I was gonna
tell you, is...

Oh, well,
here you go lying again.

I told you that the Colonel
is where I eat.

So, what, you must think
I'm some feeble, forgetful fool?

No, but that was three "F"s,
so I understand you're pissed.

Well, then here's another one.
You're fired.

What?

My goodwill tank
is on empty.

- We're done, Brittany.
- No, no.

My dad said that
he could fund the club

so we could still do this
and it's not--

Girl, I don't need
Jason's money,

and I don't need you.

The club is
in good hands-- mine.

- It's my idea.
- It was my name that sold it.

You know, one day,
little girl,

you gonna learn
just how important

having a good name is.

Two weeks,
and my franchise

will take over
the football world.

But right now, I hear rumblings
about players striking.

Well, you hear rumblings
because that's the only card

the players have to play.

Malik, I'm impressed.

You've put yourself
in such a position of power.

Becoming the players rep,

that was a stroke
of genius for us.

Colonel, I have
to be honest with you.

I did it for everybody.

I did it for the owners
and the players.

But the big boys, you guys
gotta compromise a little bit.

It's funny.

In a game filled with titans,
you call us the big boys.

Mm-hmm, yeah, well,
the big boys have the big money.

Now, Colonel,
I know you have enough votes

to turn the tide
on this healthcare thing.

Mm.
Very astute, Malik.

But why would I do something
so financially reckless?

'Cause it's the right thing
to do.

I would argue that this
is the right thing to do.

What's this?

A pre-signed
ownership agreement,

effective immediately,
in exchange for your loyalty.

Now, Colonel, you know if you
can give me this ownership now,

then you could have done it
before this season.

Son...

you weren't ready
before this season.

Let Tasha have a look at that,
I'll clear an office.

We'll get you signed.

Sign it, seal it,
deliver it.

Our dreams just came true.

Of course I'll go to the game,

but it's only to see Beyoncé
sing the national anthem.

Can you imagine singing
in front of all those people?

You're gonna do it one day.

And remember, even she needed
help to become Beyoncé.

That's not true.
The only help she had

was from Papa Dios.

- Not true.

Because that judge
on Star Search,

unless his name
was Papa Dios,

where she got her big break,
she needed help.

She didn't even win
Star Search.

How do you know
so much about Beyoncé?

The same reason you know
so much about Michael B. Jordan.

Yeah, he fine.
But he ain't you.

Good... good save.

She seems more grumpy
than usual.

Give me a second.

Brittany.

- What are you doing?
- What does it look
like I'm doing?

- I'm packing.
- Well, whatever it is,

you don't have to run away.

I'm not running, all right?
I'm leaving.

I'm-- I'm sick of Vegas,
and it's just--

it's time for something new.

No, I'm calling
bullshit on that.

- How is that bullshit?
- You left San Diego,
you went to Miami.

Miami got tough,
you came to Vegas.

And now it's getting tough,
and you're running again.

Yo, if you wanna be this
big boss that you pretend to be,

you can't keep running.

- Whatever, I'm sick of this.
- Oh, you're sick of this?

News flash, Raq,
this has nothing to do with you.

I know it has nothing
to do with me,

because it's all
about Brittany, right?

What is that supposed to mean?

It means,
why don't you just go?

If the people that you love
can't depend on you,

then what's the point?

- It's everything
we ever wanted, dawg.

Just sign the damn contract.

Dawg, don't you get it?

This ain't the same, bro.

Yeah, yeah,
I want team ownership,

but something about this,
it just don't feel right, dawg.

Fuck your feelings.

Stop being a bitch
and make our dream real.

Oh, said the bitch
who ain't real

and don't understand that
I'm dealing with real people.

So, you'd rather
just let me down.

Again.

Oh, okay, now you gotta
call Mommy and get permission.

Stand up, bro.
Be a man.

Wow, Erica.
Quite an impressive résumé.

Thank you.

Excuse me one second.

Sure.

Okay, where were we?

Yeah, Ma, listen,
I need to talk to you,

so please call me back
as soon as you can.

And yes,
this is about business.

Fuck.

So, it's true.

You're leaving.

What are you doing here,
Jamison?

I came to stop you
from making a mistake.

Coming to Vegas was a mistake.

You really think that?

Raquel called me
and I rushed over here

to talk some sense to you.

But if it's so easy
for you to pack up and leave,

- why would I try that?
- It's easy? It's easy?

- Easy!
- I just lost my job.

I got fired and I lost
my club, Jamison.

What would you do
if you got cut from the team?

Would you try to make it work
from here?

Would you fight
to find a way to play?

Why are you playing?
How it makes you feel?

I need a why too.

And you can't fix that.

So, this--
so this is goodbye?

Wait, wait, Jamison.

Whatever we have going on,

it's the best thing
I have in my life right now.

But I need more, and you still
have this stuff with Allison

where she's floating
around in your heart, and...

I don't wanna go.

But I don't wanna stay
and regret staying for you.

I don't want you
to stay for me.

I want you to stay here
'cause you know

that if we give this
even half a shot,

it'll be something special.

I know, I know.

I just need some, uh, time.

I told you,
if you took Geno in,

things wasn't gonna end well,
and look at you.

Players rep,

focused on everything
but the right thing.

I wish you wasn't fucking here.

Well, I am here,
and I ain't going nowhere

till you set shit straight,
so-- ooh, I got this.

So, either you sign
this contract

or confess what you did.

What? That ain't my fault,
dawg, that--

Stop lying to yourself.

- I'm not lying!
- Then why am I here?

I don't wanna talk
about this shit no more, dawg.

- I don't wanna talk about it.
- That's the problem.

We need to talk about this,

because you took
everything from me.

My career, my dream,
my life, everything.

You did that.
You either sign it or say it.

I'm not fucking lying
to myself.

Sign it or say it.

I'm sorry, dawg, it's my--

- Sign it or say it.
- I said I'm sorry.

Sign it or say it.

I'm fucking sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

- Sign it or say it.
- It's my fault!

Dawg, it's my fault.

It's my fault, bro, I'm sorry.

It's my fault.

Man, I'm sorry, Caleb!

Caleb, I'm sorry, dawg,
I'm sorry.

Malik, Malik.

- It's my fault.
- Malik.

- It's my fault, dawg.
- Bro, bro, bro, what's wrong?

What's wrong?

Malik, what's wrong?

I killed
my best friend.

Okay, look, I'm gonna
take you to the doctor.

- I don't need a doctor.
- Let me get you to a doctor.

I'm cool, dawg,
I don't need a fucking doctor!

Okay, okay, okay.
Malik, it's okay, man.

Hey, hey, bro.
Hey, hey, it's okay.

It's okay.
It's okay.

- It's okay.
- Nah, dawg, I don't need
to go to the doctor.

I'm okay, man, I'm okay.
I just need a minute.

All right.
All right.

I'm sorry, dawg.

You know what to do.

Unburden yourself.

I need to borrow
your cell phone, bro.

So, my office manager tells me
that you are honest,

hardworking,
and ready to get off a desk.

Shana, yeah, she's--
she's great, I just love her.

Okay, well,
speaking of love,

now, if I were to hire you,

I need you to stay off
that desk,

especially with my clients.

No screaming and creaming,

not with my son,
players, coaches,

not even with your damn self.

Oh.
Okay, um, Miss Mack,

I can assure you, my interests
are strictly professional.

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm ready to learn
from the best.

Mm.
Okay.

Well, congratulations.
You're hired, okay?

- Yeah?
- And may the Lord be with you.

But not on my desk, huh?

Oh!
I see you, okay.

You got comedy and blasphemy
all rolled up into one, huh?

I think this just might work.

Hey, y'all.

What up?

Can't believe I'm doing this.

But it needs to be done.

I've been going through
a lot of shit lately,

and I've been holding it in,

and that ain't been
the best thing for me.

So, figured I'd do
the healthy thing

and unburden myself.

So, here we go, world.

I just had a whole emotional
and mental breakdown.

As a football player

and as a Black man
in this country,

I've always been taught
that I need to be tough,

and to push through.

My mom used to tell me
when I was a kid, she'd say,

"Malik, in order
to survive this world,

"you gotta take your hits,
you gotta get up, son,

and you gotta keep going."

I've been carrying around
a lot of guilt,

a lot of guilt by
my best friend, Caleb Jones.

He died.

It's not
your fault, 'Lik.

Maybe it is, maybe it ain't.

But I feel it
all the same, dawg.

Excuse me,
I'm talking to him.

Yeah, you heard me right.

Sometimes I talk to him.

'Cause I see him.
That's a part of my trauma.

It's been haunting me,
and I know that Caleb shows up

because I never addressed it.

So, here I go.
Now...

Sir, can you get off the 215
and take Green Valley?

- My flight's in an hour.
- Homecoming.

- Thank you.
- Senior year.

We were up by two scores.

Caleb needed one catch

to set the single game
reception record.

I threw the pass,

it sailed on me.

He laid out
and he caught it.

Then he got hit.

And that hit...

...it paralyzed him.

Less than a year later,
my boy was dead,

and that shit ain't right.

It was always Caleb's dream

for us to own
a football team.

And the closer I get
to ownership,

I realize that
I killed my best friend.

And I keep telling myself,

"Malik, that ain't
your fault, bro."

But the shit feels real.

So, what am I gonna do
about it?

Well, I'm doing it.

For one, I'm gonna start
being honest with myself.

I'm gonna stop telling myself
that I can do this on my own,

and then I'm gonna seek
professional help.

And I would encourage
each and every one of you

who feels you need it
to seek help also.

There ain't no shame
in helping yourself.

So, I'll check
back in with y'all.

My name is Malik Wright...

...and I have
a mental health issue.

One love.

Good job.

All this time, I've been waiting
for you to apologize.

- Mom.
- I'm sorry.

Oh, Mom, I wanted
to tell you so bad.

I should have known

when our communication
broke down.

Baby, it'll never happen again.

Well, I just had
a regular old breakdown.

It might happen again.

- I'm sorry too, Mom.
- About what?

I never should have dropped
that tweet on you, I'm sorry.

I bought that tweet from Jameela
to protect you.

And I'm sorry,
I just got mad and I just...

None of that matters.

The only thing
that matters, baby,

is you getting better.
Okay?

I love you, baby.

- Dawg, you leaving?
-Yeah, I'm out, bro.

And I'm taking most
of your baggage with me.

I love you, dawg.

I love you too, Caleb.

I'm not going anywhere.

♪

Happy Thursday, y'all.
Emmanuel Acho here.

And like the rest of the world,
I'm holding my breath

to see if the rumors are true.

Will the Vegas Fightin' Fury
have the foot-balls

to actually boycott tonight's
inaugural game of the season?

But here's the real question.

Is this guy gonna do
the right,

or in this case,
the Malik Wright thing?

Now, I get it.
He stepped up in a major way,

made a bold post
on social media,

raising awareness
for mental health.

I give him love for that.

But that ain't got
nothing to do

with the 1.2 billion dollars
players, advertisers,

and ownership stand to lose
if this game doesn't get played.

Yo, Malik,
is that true, man?

It's a big money game, fellas.

Be ready for anything
and everything.

The league is on notice,

the world on the edge
of they seat.

To strike or not to strike?

That's the billion-dollar
question.

The answer, we gonna
find our later tonight.

It's the "Acho Solo Show."

I have experience in both
hospitality and entertainment.

I actually owned a company
where we serviced

high-profile clients
like athletes.

That's what concerns me.

I think you're overqualified
for this job.

Oh.

Well, ask my old boss,
I'm sure she'll disagree.

Look, you understand
this is a hostess position?

It's just part-time.

I really need this.

And if you hire me,
I promise I won't let you down.

Yo, kid, got a minute?

Maybe more
if we go on strike.

Well, I'll take this,

and trade you that.

Dawg, number 13!

Kenny Washington!

Bro, since you've moved in,
you've opened my eyes

to the significance
of Kenny Washington.

And frankly, you've opened
my eyes to a lot of stuff.

So, thank you.

I... I don't even know
what to say, bro.

Seriously, Malik, thank you.

Just play hard,
and you make him proud.

All right, I-- I will.

Hey, then we're really
gonna play, right?

Well, I got one last meeting
with the Colonel.

We'll see if he offers up
something that we can live with.

Look, I know healthcare
is important,

but I owe the Colonel.

When I had nothing,
he gave me a shot,

and not to mention,
I've been working my whole life

- for this moment.
- Yeah, I feel you.

Okay, so what happens
if we walk tonight

and the other teams
don't walk on Sunday?

True bravery is not knowing
if others will follow,

but having the courage
to do it first.

Learned that
from 13, baby.

Blame yourself.

You understand
how important it is.

Always, Colonel.

Garrett.
So you understand,

once we kick off,
my offer is rescinded.

I will not negotiate in season.

Surely, there are nicer ways
for a Southern gentleman

to say hello, Colonel.

I apologize
for my abruptness.

I'm a tad on edge.

On top of everything else,

it seems Beyoncé
is under the weather.

I got no one to sing
my national anthem.

Hey, Colonel.

How badly do you want me
to sign that contract?

-I want
every candle lit.
- Every candle lit.

Bring the lights down and we can
get it just the right tone.

Hey, hey, hey.

What's up with
the wrinkled uniform?

You got an iron deficiency?
Go home and change.

- Go home and change!
- Okay, you know what?

- Stop that.
- Stop th-- okay.

- Do you.
- I am sorry, Tasha.

As you should be.

Wait, what the hell kinda stunt
are you pulling?

You two know each other?

She was gonna run this place
before I fired her,

but, I got it.

Okay.

Go.
That is your cue.

- Leave, bye.
- Oh, right, okay.

- That's a goodbye.
- Thank you.

Tasha, I know you're mad
and you want to...

And you need to get a job
as a mind reader,

'cause you're not working here.

Just, okay.
Please, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for everything,
I'm sorry for lying.

I'm sorry for going
behind your back.

I'm sorry for not
telling the Colonel.

Oh, well, you know what?
All of that,

it's not sorry enough, Brittany.

Okay, I'm so sorry
that I left Vegas

and went to Boca
to visit my grandmother.

Just seeing how pleased she was,
the way she lived her life.

Honestly, I seen
a lot of you in her.

- Your grandmother?
- No, not...

Just, I realized I wanna live
my life the same way.

Okay, I am really sorry
about your grandmother,

but you're gonna have
to work all of that out

somewhere else, sweetheart.

N-No, just wait-- Tasha.

You gave me a chance
to come clean,

when really I needed to be
coming clean to myself.

But that starts today.

No more easy money schemes,

no more big baller moves,
no more lies.

I'm just gonna
build something real,

here and now in Vegas.

And it starts with trying
to regain your trust.

And you really expect me
to believe your lying ass

and give you a second chance?

No.
Honestly, no.

But, I'm gonna ask anyway.

Because if you do, I'll be
the best part-time hostess

and full-time fake niece
you ever had.

'Cause right now,
you suck at both, okay?

I deserve that.

But none of this
would have been here

without your lying ass.

So, you can work here

only for the home games,
and that's it.

Now, go on, girl,
it's a damn line over there

- at the hostess station.
- Oh, right, right.

Oh, oh, Tasha.
This was sent to me.

They still think
I'm your assistant, apparently.

But your issue
drops on the first.

- I had this mounted for you.

Hot damn!
I done beat Oprah's ass.

Oprah's ass!

- Go to work.
- Okay.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you, uh-huh.

Oh my God,
I done beat Oprah.

Look, I done beat Oprah's ass.

I'm a mogul!

I'm a mogul.

Quite frankly, Malik,
I am shocked

that you didn't accept my offer.

I thought you'd sign
that contract

with your own blood.

Colonel, I'm trying to think
like an owner.

But try as I might,
I'm struggling with your stance.

Money, fairness, survival.

You cannot survive
without the players.

You protect your players,
you protect your money.

And it is the right thing
for you to do.

All good points,
but where does it end?

We make our money
because of how we do business.

And as for doing right,
we have better healthcare

than every major corporation
in the world.

Yeah, and none
of those employees

have to get their brains
bashed in for a living.

Yo, Mr. Jiggles.
You got a visitor.

I'll tell you what.
You get those boys to play,

and I will get you
your healthcare.

Four years of service,
current players only.

Three years, retroactive.

Which brings me back
to my initial point.

Where does it end?

The answer is right here.

This is where
I draw my line.

Yeah, and players
like Geno Jenkins

end up on the wrong side
of that line.

Brittany, um...

- Uh...
- Surprised?

Yeah.

Yeah, very.

Yeah, me too.

Look, when I left,
I forgot about Vegas.

I forgot about the club.

But the one thing I couldn't
stop thinking about is you.

I have that effect on women
after I take 'em skating.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- That's what it was, mm-hmm.
- Yeah, that's what it...

There are 1,800 players
in this league,

which means tens
of thousands of players

will be on the right side
of that line.

You can change the life
of every player

who straps on a helmet again.

- Hmm.
- You gave up your shot

at ownership, son.

Don't miss your chance
to be a hero.

Look, Brittany,
if you're here,

I need to know
that you're here to stay.

I'm done running.

And I'm willing to give this
a real shot, if you are.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Yeah, I'll give you that.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Well, good luck tonight.

- Thank you.
- Yeah, I'll be cheering you on

from Club End Zone, so...

Yeah, that's if
we actually play.

Oh, don't worry about that.

I mean, either way, you're gonna
score tonight, so...

- So, yeah.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- All right.

- Okay.
- Great.

Looks like your table
will be ready

in, like, 10 minutes.

Thank you.

♪

- 828, Raq.
- 828, baby girl.

So?
You good?

Yeah.

Yes.
And thank you for always,

you know, keeping it real
with me when I need it.

We're always gonna keep it
real with each other forever.

- Come on, now.
- Forever, ever?

Forever, ever?

- So, do I still have a bed?
- You got rent?

Uh, I'm working on it.

Okay.

- Oh, hi.
- Hi.

- Welcome to Club End Zone.
- Um, reservation for one

under Morris.

See?
I'm working on it.

Okay.

Um... here you are.

- You can follow me.
- Thank you.

That dress is really cute.

You're a little, like,
overdressed though, right?

- Keep watching.
- Okay.

That's my best friend.

- She's gorgeous.
- Yeah.

You look familiar.
Have I seen you before?

Well, I recognize you
from Hard Blocks.

- Oh.
- You're Brittany Pitts, right?

Live and in person.

It's nice to meet you, Brittany.

I'm Allison Morris,
Jamison's ex.

I didn't know
you were in town.

- Well, I wasn't, I actually
just flew in from Europe.
- Oh.

I wouldn't miss Jamison's
first game for the world.

- Yeah, neither would I.
- Nice.

Actually, I'm back in Vegas
for a while now,

so hopefully I'll get
to see a lot more of you.

- Enjoy the game.
- Thank you.

- Nice to meet you.
- Mm-hmm.

- Miss Mack.
- Hey!

I must say,
when you make a promise,

you certainly know
how to keep it.

- This is spectacular.
- Ha-ha!

Well, tell me something
that I don't know, huh?

I believe I will.

I'm looking at an empty tunnel

that should have had
players in it

as of three minutes ago.

You need to talk to Malik

and get him to do
the right thing.

No, what I need to do
is stay right here, okay?

I am proud of my son.

And I wanna be very clear.

Whatever Malik chooses to do,
I'm gonna support him.

All right, listen up!

Listen up!

I don't have much to say.

Just that I'm proud of you.

Best part of camp,
hands down,

is watching you guys
come together as a team.

No matter what happens
from here,

no matter what... no one...

no one can take that
from us.

This is not a request, Tasha.

I won't have
my opening night

go down like a stock
on Black Monday.

If those boys strike,
I will pay for my losses

by selling off
the Tasha Mack Agency

- brick by brick.

You don't have controlling
interest in my agency.

And I don't take kindly
to threats, Colonel.

Oh...

I don't make threats,
Miss Mack.

I just hedge my bets.

Okay, well, you need to trim
your hedges somewhere else.

Give a clap
if you got my back.

I said give a clap
if you got my back.

Yeah, right!

- Sound us off.
-All right, fellas.

"One heartbeat" on three.

- One, two, three!
-One heartbeat!

All right, guys, fellas.

Calm down, team,
calm down.

Okay, listen up.

I may not own your agency,

but two weeks ago
I bought the bank

where you took out
that massive expansion loan.

That plus the 35% collateral

means that if I call
your note due,

everything you have is mine.

You wouldn't.

Book it.

That is, unless Malik
decides to do the right thing.

Ladies and gentlemen,

please rise and join us
in the singing

of our national anthem.

Here to perform tonight
is a rising star.

Please welcome
Miss Raquel Navarro.

Now, I laid out
the Colonel's offer for you,

and I told you what I'd do.

But now, it's time for us
to decide as a team.

One heartbeat.

Let's go!

Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go!

Ladies and gentlemen,

the moment you've all
been waiting for.

Taking the Viacom CBS Field
for the very first time,

your Las Vegas Fightin' Fury!

I don't know
what they're doing.

Loan's due in 48 hours.

Cash transfers only.

♪