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Previously on Empire...

Let your adoring fans know that

the Trust Tour is over.

After this next treatment,
you could be cancer-free.

- My God!
- Thank God!

I'm out $250K,
and I want it right now.

I can sell it in a couple days
and get you your money.

Nah. Kinda like it.

You were there for me
when I needed, but this is over.

I would like
to properly introduce Kingsley.

Look, all y'all know
that we're getting married.

But we want to get married
as soon as possible.

Let's toast to Jamal and Kai!

What's the secret to
the success of your marriage?

I thought The New
York Times was profiling.

Jamal's wedding.

And what does that have to do
with our marriage?

Jamal said that your marriage is
the epitome of everlasting love.

Well, Jamal's right.

I mean, our marriage
is the emotional bedrock

of this family.

What does love mean to you?

See, love is about respect.

Actually, love is
what unites my family.

Love for my music, for my brothers.

Love for my children.

Love never dies.

Even when a loved one passes on,
their memory, their presence,

we carry it with us.

Whether we're aware of it or not.

We are the sum
of all the love in our lives.

Man. What do I love most
about Jamal Lyon?

Well, I don't know
if you can print this, but...

Okay, see, no, stop. Come on.

- But you know exactly what...
- Stop.

We have a very real opportunity
to inspire the next generation,

- so don't be messy.
- Okay.

What would you like to say
to the next generation?

Specifically, the...

eight-year-old black boy
living in rural Missouri

whose father beats him
for wearing a dress.

- Walking in here looking like a little bitch.
- Okay!

Please don't make me...

What would you like to say to him?

That he's loved.

And he should be patient with himself.

And his father.

My father's issues
with my sexuality is no secret.

But, the way I see it is

if the King of Hip-Hop can change,

then there's hope for all fathers,

for every son.

One last thing.

I received an anonymous e-mail
claiming that the wedding's off.

That's ridiculous. Like, why the
hell would the wedding be off?

The e-mail accuses Kai

of hiding
his HIV-positive status from you

and that you've been trying
to find a way

to cancel the wedding because of it.

Well, that's ridiculous.
That's absolutely not true.

I've-I've always been
totally honest with Jamal.

Do you have an official
statement for the record?

Hell are we supposed to do now?

Whoever sent that e-mail to Stacey

could've sent it anywhere.

I mean, what if someone else
is already running the story?

All right, well, then maybe
we need to get ahead of it,

make our own statement.

But then the whole conversation
becomes about me and my status,

- which is nobody's business.
- Right, but if

someone does put it out there,
then that's all

everybody's gonna be
talking about anyway.

Everybody, like, your parents?

Are you worried about
what they'll think

this'll be for your career
and for-for Empire?

Babe, you know I don't care
about stuff like that.

I-I'm simply saying that
we should control the narrative.

You mean control my narrative.

Baby, I just don't want this to
derail our wedding. That's it.

All right, look, we can't argue
about this right now.

All right?
We're late for dinner. Come on.

God, Mom,
everything just looks amazing.

- Thank you.
- You think so?

- You don't think I overdid it?
- Nah.

I mean, you are my first

that I will get to see get married,

so everything has to be perfect.

It is perfect.

You ever think
you'd even see this day?

I thought you'd be down on marriage,

because of all of the things
me and your daddy been through.

I mean, I wasn't always
rooting for y'all.

But...

But, I don't know,
I mean, it's like...

God, now, y'all just right, you know?

Like nothing in the world
could tear you apart.

And that's what I want for me and Kai.

Hey. Mal.

You better get your ass out here, man.

Caterers tearing up my damn house.

I don't even know half of them people.

Thanks for everything, Dad.
I know it's

a pain in the ass having all
these reporters in your face.

You're welcome.

These look good.

- That's all. Just-just a couple.
- Um...

I know that we rehearsed,

you know,
the aisle walk with me and Mom.

But I was thinking it'd be cool if...

all three of us walked together,
you know, united.

Wait, wait.

Is this something
that that reporter suggested?

No. I want this.

It's important to me.

Yeah, but the...
Walking down the aisle

is what the father does
with the bride.

I mean, that's the tradition.

Y'all don't care about
tradition, or at least you said

- you don't care about the tradition.
- I-I don't.

So this shouldn't matter, then.

But it does matter.

It matters to me.
I want you by my side.

Look, I-I just don't want
to be paraded around

like I'm part
of somebody's agenda or nothing.

- That's all.
- Lucious.

That's what you think this is?

I don't know.
I done did more interviews

and photo shoots that people...
I don't even care to do.

Yeah.

No, seriously, Mal,
can't that be enough?

Yeah, that's enough, Dad.
You did a lot. Thank you.

You're a jackass.

So, your always-reporting son

tells me you're not a fan of my music.

Well, I wouldn't say that.

One of my students cited.

"What the DJ Spins"
in his dissertation.

You know how to put the listener

right there in the Philly streets.

Okay. I'm just messing with you.

I like you, man.

- That's where he gets that strength.
- Cheers.

How you think they're doing?

Our parents know
how to behave themselves.

Yeah.

Did, Lucious say
he'd walk you down the aisle?

This whole, like, wedding stuff
is just so much for him.

Don't make excuses for him.

Let's get champagne.

Excuse me.

Keem, we're about to head out.

I want the kids to get some rest
and be fresh for tomorrow.

What time should I be
at your crib tomorrow?

We're gonna ride with Devon,

so I'll just meet you at the church.

What you mean, Devon?

Y'all together?

We're getting to know each other.

Is that a problem?

No.

Great. Have you seen Bella?

She in the room with Dre.

Devon?

Game on.

- And who's this?
- Her name is Piggy.

She thinks you're pretty, Auntie Teri.

- Aw. Thank you, Piggy.
- Aw.

That is very sweet.

Andre, baby, you need to eat.

I already ate, Ma.

I know, but I didn't see you, okay?

- So go ahead on and eat this.
- No, no, no.

- All right? Go ahead.
- Don't force-feed him.

- Go ahead. You need to eat.
- Look, baby, you ain't got

to stuff food down that boy's throat.

I mean, he's fine.

Is Bella okay?
Is she giving y'all any trouble?

- No. No, no.
- No, no, no.

She-she reminds me of my Quincy
when he was her age.

You know, it's never too late
to start some new memories.

Ma.

No, it's all good. Um...

Andre and I are taking things
one step at a time.

Well, you can

feel free to step right
on over to the altar

- anytime soon.
- Okay, you are

- officially cut off.
- What?

- Andre, eat your food.
- Yes, ma'am.

Give me my drink back.

I am so sorry.

- It's fine.
- It's embarrassing.

No.

No, no, just get it done.

Yeah. I'll call you back.

Hey. Look, I hate to talk business,

but the blogs are smelling
blood in the water.

We can't keep using this wedding
to cover up

for the fact that our tour is stalled.

We need to make a statement.

Yeah, well,
I'm already on top of that.

Jamal, before I...
before I forget,

I didn't have time to get a gift.

But, um... here's a little something.

Wait a minute.

That's my father's cuff links, Jamal.

You never let those
out of your sight, Dre.

Well, that's something
old, something new,

something borrowed, something blue.

That's everything. Bam.

Dre, I don't know what to say.

Cherish them as much as I did.

Thank you.

That's sweet..

You all right over there?

Nah, you need some water though.

Excuse me.
A Mr. Damon Cross to see you.

Apologies for the intrusion,

but I have something
that belongs to you.

My art broker found this.

My broker said

it was nowhere to be found.

I just wanted to return it
to its rightful home.

Lucious and Cookie, they deserve

this symbol of their enduring love.

That's crazy.

Mom? Dad, that's-that's amazing.

- Yeah. It's something.
- And speaking of love,

Jamal, I-I think it's great
that, you know, you're putting

your wedding out there
in front of the whole world

for them to see it,
and that's what it's all about.

When you find
that special person, you know,

you shouldn't be all shy about it.

I appreciate that, man. Thank you.

This is late notice,
but what you doing tomorrow?

You should just come to the wedding.

- Man...
- No, I'm sure Mr. Cross

- got other plans.
- Yeah, and the seating chart is cut off.

- It's too many people.
- I can... We ain't bringing nobody. Just...

- It's too many people.
- I'd be honored.

Thank you.

I'll see you all tomorrow.

All right.

We're good to go.

Wait, look, look, look.
Look at the brother.

Look at the brother.

The hell is Mark Zuckerblack
doing here?

I invited him.

Life's too short to fight with family,

and that's what Kingsley is.

He is?

Congratulations, Jamal.

You bring your microphone?

I know how you love
to ruin Lyon family events.

No big announcements tonight.

All right, well,
sit your black ass over there.

'Cause we got surprises.
We got surprises, baby!

- Chill out!
- We got surprises!

Here she comes. Yes!

We got surprises for you.

Hell no!

She gonna end up with syphilis.

- You're up, Mal.
- What the hell is this?

- Man, come on.
- Get him up.

- Come on.
- What is this?

Come on, man.

Y'all better all
get rid of your phones.

I'm dead-ass serious.

What happens in Laviticus

will stay in Laviticus.

He better get his ass
off my palm!

Let it happen!

Like I'm-a let it happen.
Hello. Hello.

- All right. All right.
- Becky!

- Enjoy it.
- No. Stop!

- He likes you, Mal!
- Stop it!

I'm serious. Hey.

- Get it, Jamal!
- Don't fight it.

What if my husband sees this?!

I do not want this!

So what?
Me grinding up on you like this?

I know that voice.

Got you, bitch!

That is your husband!

We need better security in here.

What you have there is an injunction

ordering you to call off
your little minions

and allow the Empire Trust Tour
to continue.

- And how did you get that?
- Remember my girlfriend, Vera?

She used to work
for the D.A.'s office.

And she told me about
a certain district judge

that likes to take pictures
of his junk

and send it to young girls.

So you blackmailed him?

I... no, I prefer white-maled him.

Anyhoo, since you never found
any evidence

to Empire's drug trafficking,

the judge is ordering you to return

all property seized from Empire
within 48 hours.

You have a nice day.

And, look, about the decor... sucks.

Wasn't nobody thinking
about no damn wedding stress.

You took my mind
off all the stupid stuff

with your chocolate dynamite.

- Bow! Bow! Bow!
- Damn. Get it. Get it.

- Anyway...
- What's up?

But y-you're good with
ignoring the e-mail, right?

Keeping my story out of the Times?

Yeah, man, ain't nobody's business.

You know what I'm saying?

And if somebody does put it out there,

then we'll deal with it then.

Ain't nobody gonna mess with me

- or my baby's fairy-tale wedding.
- Aw.

So that's what my status does?

Mess with your fairy tale?

Stop.

- You know how perfect you are to me.
- Okay.

- Even when you a pain in the ass.
- I'm not that bad.

You are.

Well, I got to go,

'cause my folks have got me
on a curfew, and I...

Okay, who would have thought

that your parents
would be the extra ones?

So now you criticizing my folks?

Okay, you know what,
I'm gonna shut my mouth

so that you don't actually
cancel this wedding.

- That's it.
- Yes.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Go. Go.

I can't show up
to Jamal's wedding alone

with Tiana showing up with Devon.

You know what? I'm-a hit up Haven.

She fine as hell.

If you're really over Tiana,
why you always checking on her?

Hey, man, what you know about my life?

What's up, y'all?

- What'd I miss?
- You missed me

about to kick this half-Lyon's ass.

You know, we're all half-Lyons.

That's how genetics works.

Yo, Dre, I know your heart
was in the right place,

but you actually should've asked me

- before you invited him.
- I'm right here. I can hear you.

I'm looking right at you.
I know you here.

I'm only being cordial to you
out of respect for our father.

But I ain't about to wave
some magic wand,

act like every shady thing
you did didn't happen.

I'm not gonna wave a magic wand

and forget all the dime bags
that Lucious sold to my mother.

You know what?

He did shady stuff
to all of us growing up.

All right. Okay.

Let's not do this now. We're family.

That's why we should do this.

Kingsley, how do
we know you're not gonna

try to take our family down again?

You don't. But isn't that
how you know I'm a real Lyon?

- You see that?
- Okay, let's...

He's literally telling us
that there's a possibility

- he could do this again.
- Come on, now, Kingsley.

I invited you here to make peace.

You're the oldest now.
That means you got to take up

the mantle for this family
and have our backs.

Now, can you do that?

I'm asking you, can you do that?

Yeah.

Let's have a good time.

Cheers.

Cheers, Dre.

What are you still doing up?

Something about this painting

and it being in Damon Cross's
possession don't add up to me.

He didn't say nothing about this
when y'all was in Panama?

Lucious, just be happy
we got the painting back, okay?

I don't trust him.

This is not about that painting.

Or Damon.

This is about what
Jamal asked you to do earlier.

Nah, we worked that out.

You did? You worked it out?

Well, did you see the look

in your son's eyes
when you told him no?

Look, me going to the damn wedding

is more than enough, Cookie.

It's not enough, Lucious.

Your son has found
the love of his life.

Remember that feeling?

And I know what it's like
to be shunned by your father

- because of who you love.
- This ain't the same thing.

- It's not the same. Hey, hey.
- This is a moral thing right now.

Hey, Lucious, let me
just put it to you like this.

You let my son down
way too many times.

You do it this time,
we gon' have a problem.

How the hell did he get
that damn painting?

And I pledge to you, my beloved,
that we will stand together

as living proof that love
can transform the world.

It's cute.

"Transform our world"?

Okay, honestly,
it's giving me Britney Spears

when it should be giving me
India.Arie.

I know. I know.

I'm, like, trying
to make it all fluffy.

The New York Times
is gonna print it, all...

I got to get it right.

Of course you'll get it right.

Honestly, I think you are
stressing about it too much.

All you got to do is
get up there and talk to Kai

like you're the only two people
in the entire world.

It's that easy.

Is that a damn hickey on your chest?

Okay, I'm a grown-up.
I don't get hickeys, okay?

Is that from the stripper
you were thirsting at?

Clearly he was thirsting at me.
You see this hickey!

And on top of that,
I'm a grown woman, okay?

I can do whatever I want.

Okay, King B. Do you, boo.

I will. I'll do some of him, too.

I'm sure you will. You're nasty.

Yeah, no, no, I'm headed out of the...

getting to the garage right now.

Just have security meet me down there.

- I got my suit...
- Hey, hey, hey. Lucious, hey.

Do you, consider yourself
an ally to the LGBTQ community?

And do you regret the use of gay slurs

in your lyrics?

I'm just trying to support my son

even though I don't necessarily
agree with all his choices.

Lucious Lyon. In living color.

Hope you're not in a rush.
We have a lot to discuss.

Come with us.

Okay.

Janice or Harriet?

Hakeem.

You cannot take a porn star

to your brother's wedding.

I mean, unless you want Tiana
to think you have chlamydia.

Look, I get it.
If you don't want to go

to the wedding alone,
I mean, I'll go with you.

What?

I'm just being a friend.

Besides... I make damn good arm candy.

I'll see you here at 300.

Don't be late.

Look, lady,
how long is this gonna take?

Are you anxious

to get to the boy-on-boy nuptials?

'Cause I can give you a lift.

All the Lyons will be there, right?

I can round them all up and then
ask them all some questions.

God, that would be convenient for me.

The bride wouldn't mind, right?

I'm sorry. Which one is the bride?

Your son?

What do you want?

Look, call Maya and find out

where the hell she is with my orchids.

And let her little ass know
I'm not playing with her.

Okay, thank you.

The hell are you doing here?

Man, I don't get
a "Good afternoon, Damon."

You look so Ni..."

Hey. That's not funny.

Come on. Come on!

- Okay, why are you even here?
- I was invited.

- I was supposed to say no?
- Yes. Yes, you were.

You were supposed
to make something up.

I don't know. And-and why the hell

did you come to my house
with that painting?

Did you have it all this time?

What does it matter?
You broke it off, so...

Okay. I'm-a need you
to stop saying that.

Okay, there was nothing
to break off, all right?

Then what was with the whole speech?

You told me that
you didn't think it was right.

Well, I don't think
there's anything more right.

- I miss you.
- Okay.

You can't be here.

- Cookie.
- You need to leave.

Leave.

Jamal. Jamal!

- Jamal, wait.
- Ma, what was that?

- Nothing.
- Well, it looked like something.

Okay, when Andre got sick,
I needed some support,

and Damon just got
the wires crossed, that's all.

- So, did you tell Dad?
- No.

He wouldn't understand,
and you know that.

So you've been sitting here,
lying to Dad all this time?

Mom, now, I-I know

that y'all have had
your ups and downs,

but you of all people
I expect to be better than that.

I'm not going to sit here

and pretend like
my marriage is perfect. Okay?

- You are about to...
- Ma.

Don't do that. Don't-don't-don't
tell me that I'll see.

Don't wish that on me.

Not today.

Turn state's evidence
against Damon Cross,

and you're free to go.
It's as simple as that.

Who?

His dirty Panama money
is all over Empire's books.

Did you not think I'd know that?

I run a multinational company.

I have no idea
who half the investors are.

If you're protecting him
out of some stupid, misguided

thug code, don't. Because when I make

the same offer to Cross, you're
gonna wish you'd played ball.

I'm only coming to you first
out of courtesy

because I hate to admit it...

but I am a fan.

Really?

You're a fan?

"Snitch Bitch" is my jam.

You know,

if you knew a tenth
of what you're asking me about,

we wouldn't be having
this conversation, would we?

You played a lot of games
with us when the White House

had a little bit more melanin
in it, but today is a new day.

And me shutting down your tour
for a week?

Well, that's just my warm-up act.

The whole time
you've been talking to me,

I've been sitting here
thinking about my son,

and how this is the most
important day for his life.

And I'll be damned if I'm-a allow you

or anybody else to ruin that.

So, if you got plans on
coming to my son's wedding,

and you like "Snitch Bitch,"

you should give a listen
to "I Shot a Fed."

A couple of times.

I can't believe this.

- He's a half hour late.
- I'm sure he's on his way, baby.

Mom, you don't know that.
You know, I shouldn't have even

asked him to walk me down
the aisle. I should've known

that that's something
that would trigger him.

Look, I know that you are in
your feelings right now, baby,

but those are just nerves, okay?

Mommy, I'm not nervous, okay?
I'm angry.

And I'm not some little boy
that he threw in the trash.

I'm a grown man, and I'm pissed off.

I'm mad,
and I'm disappointed at the fact

that he's not the man
I thought he was.

Just give him a chance, all right?

Let me call him again.

There he is.
Where the hell have you been?

Feds picked me up.

- What?!
- Wouldn't even let me make a call.

None of that matters. What matters is

I almost missed the chance
to walk my son down the aisle.

I thought, um...

I thought I-I made a mistake
asking you.

I don't know what I thought.

You thought I was ashamed of you.

I'm ashamed of me.

Look, I still can't make

heads or tails of none of this stuff,

but none of that matters.

What matters is that...
you are my son.

And there's been so much hurt
between us, I'm...

I don't want to cause no more,
so let's get you married, okay?

- Yeah.
- He has to hurry up. Let's go.

Come on.

- Chaka Khan.
- Chaka Khan?

- Chaka Khan. Chaka Khan. Chaka Khan.
- Chaka Khan. -

At our wedding, y'all.

- Come on, now.
- Thank you.

- God bless you.
- God bless you.

- I love you both.
- Love you.

I am blessed.

We all are, because we're here.

And we're here because of love.

Now, before we get into this,

if anyone here can show just cause

as to why these two
should not get married,

you better sit down
and eat your rice, okay?

'Cause we are making
history in this bitch...

- Church, Becky.
- What?

In this piece.

Sorry. Um...

Kai?

Jamal,

first you were the gorgeous man

who I saved from a creeper
at a bar in London.

Then you were the conceited man

who was bragging in a studio
on our first date.

- And obviously it worked.
- Okay.

But you are so much more than that.

You're the compassionate man...

who loves me for who I am.

The considerate man
who still finds time to call me,

even when there are
ten time zones between us.

And the patient man
who will stand beside me

no matter what the world throws at us.

You are my everything.

And I love you so much.

I love you.

Jamal?

Um...

- I'm sorry. I can't do this.
- Mal?

- Jamal.
- Everybody, calm down.

I can't...

recite some cookie-cutter vows
about love and marriage

because...

'cause I know in my heart that
love and marriage are messy.

More messy than
I wanted to admit before.

But that's what makes it real.

Kai, I don't want
a fairy tale with you.

I want something real,
something that endures.

Like what our parents have.

I don't know about the Givens,

but maybe a little bit less drama

than the Lyons have had.

Man.

But here's what I can promise.

I promise that I'm-a be...

30% messy...

if you will, too.

I will.

I promise that I'll forgive you

as much as I ask for forgiveness,

if you will, too.

I will.

And most importantly,
Kai, I'm-a hold you every day.

And I'm-a be with you.

And I will love you forever,
if you will, too.

I will.

Seems like we're married.

Okay. Hold on.

I will tell you when you are married.

Exchange rings.

Well, by the power vested in me
by the Universal Life Church,

I now pronounce you...
husband and husband.

Jamal!

Now you may jump the broom.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Now, everyone!

On the dance floor!

Thank you.

Congratulations.

- It was so beautiful.
- Thank you.

Um, we've both decided
to let you print everything.

How I'm HIV-positive
and how I'm loved.

Our whole story.

I thought that was no one's business.

That's still true,

but I just watched Lucious walk
you down the aisle.

I know. I know.

See, that happened because you
showed him who you are, and...

and he grew from it.

I'm not ashamed about my status.

It's a part of who I am,

and I won't let anyone
use it against me.

No one should.

Excuse me. Do you mind
if I have a word with Mal?

- Yeah, of course.
- Hi.

What you said at that altar
was beautiful.

I meant every word.

Mal, look, um, what you saw
between me and Damon,

it was j... it was,
it was just a moment or two

that shouldn't have never happened,

but I promise you, baby,
they were just moments.

- I love your father.
- Mom. Mom.

You don't owe me an explanation,

and... I don't deserve
to judge you, all right?

I love you so much.

I love you, too.

- Can we dance?
- Yes. Come on.

Couldn't tell you can
clean up this good.

Well, this isn't for you,
it's for Vanity Fair.

You know what?

I'll be right back.

She's sleepy.

Hakeem, what up?

We got a problem.

Look, Tiana told me you might feel

some type of way about me being here.

It's not even that.

It's the fact
that I haven't even danced

with my baby girl all night.

You want to dance with Daddy?

- Have fun.
- Come on.

- Okay.
- You good?

- Where's the bar?
- This way.

All right.

My God, we have come

a long way from our reception

with the paper plates
and the little plastic cups.

Yes, we have.

And you've come
a long way, too, Lucious.

I mean, you really
came through for Jamal

in ways that I never thought
was possible.

And I love you for that.

That's our boy.

That's what we made together.

Speaking of son.

Hey, there you are.

Just wanted to thank you
for inviting me.

- Especially you, Cookie.
- Yeah, well, you know,

anybody who's important
to Lucious is important to me.

But let's be clear.

You come for me and mine again,
that's your ass.

Now, I didn't bring you
into this world, young man,

but I will take you out.

Yes, ma'am.

Enjoy the cake.

It has gold dust in the frosting.

That's her way of saying
she's starting to like you.

I hope so.

I'll take whatever I can get.

So I hear that you and your brothers

- went out last night.
- You heard about that.

It was tough. I'm not gonna lie.

But Andre had my back.

He told me how important it was to him

that I take on the mantle
now that I'm the oldest.

Meant a lot to me.

- Congratulations.
- Great to see you.

Teri?

- Are you okay?
- Me?

Yeah, I, um...

Cookie, this has been
such a beautiful wedding.

- And congratulations.
- Yeah, well, you know,

Lyon family functions
are usually ratchet,

so count your blessings.

Um, Teri, I hope you will let me have

a mama bear moment about Andre.

Do I really have a choice?

Not really.

Look, I noticed yesterday,

um, when I brought up the future,

you kind of hesitated.

Now, I know I shouldn't
have put you on the spot,

but I feel like there's
something you're not saying.

Look, Andre has a new lease on life,

and you helped him with that.

But if you are having second
thoughts about being with him...

don't stay out of obligation, okay?

'Cause he can handle the truth.

Cookie, it's not that. I...

I love Andre.

I love him more than I've ever thought.

I-I could love any man. I...

I'm, um...

Pregnant.

What?

Are you sure?

I didn't think it could happen,

but it has happened.

- Well, does Andre know?
- No.

No, and, Cookie, please,
don't tell him. He can't know.

Damn, man, there you go.

Why you hiding out up here?

Um, just...

had a headache, Pop, that's all.

You know, I needed some quiet.

Probably from all that damn
drinking y'all did last night.

Yeah, I know, Pop, I know.

It's... a special occasion.

Yeah, that thing you did
last night with... Jamal

and my daddy's cuff links.

You used to guard them things
with your life.

I wanted him to have
something special.

Well, um...

I was talking to Kingsley.

And he... told me

about y'all conversation
last night about

you passing on the mantle to him

when you've always been
the rock of our family.

And it's like you're trying
to pass the baton on.

Is there something
that you're not telling me?

No.

I wasn't gonna say anything, Pop.

I swear, I wasn't gonna say anything.

You know, it's not my day.
I... I wasn't...

Look, man, you are really
starting to worry me right now.

I'm still dying.

No, you're not.

I heard the doctor say

that the cancer was now under control.

It is under control.

The chemo drugs I took

to fight the cancer
destroyed my heart muscle.

The doctors just confirmed it.

They're saying it's irreversible.

No. There's nothing
that's irreversible.

They said that the cancer
could not be beat.

We beat that.

I'm not gonna beat it, Pop.

Not this time.

I need a new heart.

And there's no way I'm gonna get one

after all the toxic medication
I took to kill the lymphoma.

All right, man, damn.

Okay, so how much...

How much time they giving you?

A couple weeks.

Months, maybe. I don't know. Um...

I don't know. I don't know.

I can't go out like this, Pop,
you know?

I, um...

I can't, I can't just...

I can't wither away.

You know what I mean? I...

I don't know what you're saying
right now, man.

I'm saying I'm gonna end my life, Pop.

No, you are not.

We are Lyons.
That's not how we go out.

We... we don't give up, man.

I'm not giving up.

Pop, I've decided.

I want to die the way
I should have lived.

On my terms.

Mine.

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