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- It looks like you got a customer.

- Will you do me the honor of being my wife?

- Either you find a way to talk to him,

or I'm gonna send in somebody

who will shoot first and ask questions later.

- I'm looking into setting up a private meeting with Junior.

[screaming, gunshots]

- Juan! Hang on, Juan!

- Juan has just been killed by the Alliance.

Juan's blood is on your hands! - No!

- You want a motherfucking war with me?

- I don't! - You got one!

The next time I see your ass,

I might fucking kill you myself!

[DeCarlos Waller's "The Family Business"]

- ? Yeah

? 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 ?

[upbeat music]

[sirens wailing]

[police radio chatter]

[indistinct conversation]

? ?

- Why don't you guys lock down the area?

- Okay. Sounds good. - Oh.

Welcome back to Homicide, Detective Drake.

- Thank you, Thomas.

So what have we got here?

- Got a Hispanic male, 50-plus.

Gunned him down about an hour ago.

Could be gang-related.

You're gonna wanna dig up everything

you can on our victim, if you follow my drift.

- Yes, sir.

You know I do.

- Make sure you watch your six o'clock.

- Yeah.

- Happy hunting.

- Thanks.

[suspenseful music]

? ?

[indistinct chatter]

- Man, I love your stingy brims, man.

Look, here's a toast to Consuela

and Juanito, Mr. and Mrs.

[glasses clink] Ceviche.

- Ceviche. [laughter]

- You know I used to work in a place

like this back in Waycross.

- That was a long time ago.

- Yeah.

It was a long time ago.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- All right, everyone. Here she comes.

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

Oh, the bride and the groom are here finally!

Right? Oh, my gosh.

Nevada?

Honey, honey, what's wrong?

Baby, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe.

What's wrong? What's wrong?

- He's dead. - Who's dead?

- Uncle Juan is dead.

- Uncle Juan? Are you kidding me?

- Juanito? Primo!

- Oh, my God. - Qu� pas�?

- Consuela! - Where's Juanito?

- What happened? - Where's Juanito?

- [sobbing]

- What happened? - He's dead, Marco!

- No. - Come on!

- No, no, no, no.

Where were you?

- Nevada. - Oh, my God.

- Mija.

- High sex really is the best sex.

[phone buzzing]

Hey, baby.

- What the fuck, Ma? Did you know?

- Excuse me?

What just crawled up your ass?

- Just answer the question.

Did you know?

- I need more information than that.

Did I know what?

What the hell are you talking about, Junior?

- Did you know that our people were gonna take out Juan?

- Huh?

[tense music]

Juan's dead?

Are you sure?

- Yes, he's dead!

Did you know they were gonna do it?

- Shit.

Uh, it was discussed, yeah.

A lot of things were discussed.

But I figured since the-you know,

the last time, that they'd run it past you first.

What does it matter?

It wasn't like it was LC or one of your precious brothers.

- Juan was standing across from you when I was being baptized.

He was my godfather.

- Yeah, he was your godfather, apparently.

- I'm done. Fuck the Alliance.

- Oh, oh, okay.

Baby, please, just calm down.

You can't just quit.

We have too much riding on this.

- You may, but I don't.

- Junior.

You not only run the Alliance, you are the Alliance.

- Now, clearly, I ain't running a goddamn thing.

Nobody's talking to me,

and everybody is calling their own shots.

I don't know what the fuck is going on.

- Well, stop whining, and do something about it!

We both know who's undermining your authority.

Handle your business.

- You're right.

I will.

?

- Tch.

This motherfucker is blowing my high.

? ?

Hey, baby. - Hey.

- I just heard that you did really good today.

[pounding dance music playing]

? ?

- Good job tonight, guys.

Don't worry. I'll lock up after, okay?

- Tequila. - Ooh.

Don't mind if I do, sis.

[glasses clink]

Ah.

- You really think that dude can be trusted?

- Who?

- That guy.

I mean, who else would I be talking about?

- That guy is our brother, okay?

We can trust him. He's cool.

- How do you know that? You don't even know him.

- Because he hasn't given me a reason not to.

Look, Roman is our brother, okay?

Just like Junior, Vegas, Curtis, Orlando.

Yeah.

- Curtis is our cousin.

- Now, that's a technicality.

So you get the point.

Look, I trust him a hell a lot more

than I trust Junior right now.

- Facts.

I don't know.

It's just, I don't know how I feel about Roman yet.

Something about him just doesn't sit right with me.

- Still? - Yeah.

- I mean, he explained the whole Bobby

and Darnell situation.

And plus, Mom and Pop are all-in.

So you should be too.

- I guess.

If you didn't just talk her up.

Hey, Mom, I got you on speakerphone.

I'm sitting here with Rio. What's up?

- Is Roman there with you too?

- Yeah. He's here.

- Good, 'cause I need you guys to pack up everything

and come home right now.

- Why?

- Please, just do what I say, Paris.

Your Uncle Juan just got killed.

- What?

Oh, my God.

- And just make sure that all three of y'all

are packing iron, okay?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Fuck!

I can't believe what I just heard.

Uncle Juan is dead?

- Yeah.

Um, let's get out of here.

? ?

- Yo, Roman.

Gotta go.

- I gotta go right now.

[grim music]

? ?

- Did you put a hit on Juan?

- I was part of that decision, yes.

It was Juan's retribution for what they did to Dominique.

- I didn't authorize any retribution.

- No.

- [sighs]

- We didn't need an authorization.

We-we took a vote, and we made a decision,

and that was that.

[gun cocks] Whoa!

Ah! - Stop.

? ?

- Once again, you have undermined my authority.

I told you to let it go, to let me handle this.

- I didn't challenge your authority.

I had to make a decision, or my men would think

that I was weak, or I was without honor.

That was my woman.

What would you have done if somebody so much

as put a finger on your wife?

- Why Juan?

- You said we couldn't touch the Duncans,

so we had to make a move that would hurt them just as much

and a move that would also benefit

the business of the Alliance.

- So how was killing Juan good for business?

- Juan was in charge of foreign distribution for the Table.

With him gone, they can't do anything for a while.

That's when we step in, you see,

and take over the neighborhood

while they're licking their dicks and their wounds

and are in remorse for their loss, like dogs.

- Once again, your shortsighted actions are gonna cost us.

[dramatic music]

Even in pain, my father could run this shit

with his eyes closed.

And you can guarantee right the fuck now

he is plotting to take out every last one of us,

right now!

I hope you got your affairs in order!

Alejandro,

you, of all people, should know better.

You know I'm not telling one lie.

Hope y'all got your affairs in order.

Undermine me.

- He's right.

You're really underestimating LC.

To kill a man like Juan?

That move does not come without retribution.

- Don't worry about LC. I got him covered.

- Do you?

What happened to our plan?

- It appears that our plan has changed.

- Baby, I know Juan meant a lot to you,

but us being here is-

I don't think it's a good idea.

It's just not settling in my spirit.

- I'm not here for any drama, Sonya.

I'm not trying to start nothing.

I just-I just wanna pay my respects.

- I get that.

I do.

But there are other ways you can show your respects.

This?

Walking in there, on today?

Baby, it's just not the way.

- It's a funeral, Sonya.

- I know.

- What do you think is gonna happen?

Someone's gonna try to shoot me in front of a casket?

- Baby. - In a church?

- Baby.

You know exactly what every major player

in that church is capable of.

Look, it's not the time.

Emotions are raw, Junior.

And everybody grieves differently,

sometimes with anger.

[somber music]

? ?

- [breathes deeply]

- If you walk in there, Junior,

you won't be paying your respects.

You'll be a distraction.

Nobody will see Juan.

They'll only see you.

And you would have ruined the very reason that they came-

to honor his life.

- You're right.

This isn't the time or the place.

- Let's just go.

- All right.

- We'll go by the graveside tomorrow.

Okay?

- All right.

[sighs deeply]

? ?

- [crying] - I know. I know.

- He was a good man.

- [sighs]

You know, this is, uh,

very, very difficult for me.

He was my business partner, my confidant.

He was my brother.

I can honestly say that I wouldn't be standing here

if it hadn't been for Juan.

We had some great times,

but I got myself in a situation,

and it was Juan who came to my rescue.

He saved my life.

[monitor beeping steadily]

? ?

- Nurse Joy. - Yes, Doctor.

- Get in contact with Mr. Duncan

and tell him he needs to get to the hospital immediately.

- Right away, Doctor.

- And I saw some of the struggles

that Juan went through that we all go through.

And sometimes it looks like we'll never find our happiness.

[phone buzzes]

- Hello?

Okay, I'll be right there.

Ma, I gotta go.

- Go?

Honey, you can't leave right now.

You're supposed go up and do the eulogy.

And you're a pallbearer, baby.

- That was the hospital.

It's about my son.

- Okay.

I'm coming with you.

Okay. - Come on now.

? ?

[monitor beeping steadily]

- Orlando, Mrs. Duncan,

the experimental treatment isn't working.

And unfortunately, the other option

is the bone marrow transplant.

- Okay.

Okay.

Now that that's the case, what's next?

Where's the donor?

- Well, we conduct nationwide searches weekly.

But as you know, Vincent's blood type is extremely rare.

So, so far, we only have one surface-level submission.

And it was shocking that it wasn't a family member.

- Okay. Who is it? Where are they?

- Now, that information isn't in the system.

It was a directed donor, anonymous submission.

- Directed donor.

I mean, what does that even mean?

- The donor submitted the blood test as a potential match

for a direct recipient only.

- Okay.

Then find the donor, convince them to make it a non-direct.

- Well, like I said, that information

isn't in the database, just the blood test.

- And like I'm saying, use a different database,

and find the donor.

- Orlando, it was a submission only and preliminary.

I mean, even if we could find the donor,

there's no guarantee they would be compatible

after full testing.

- You keep using words like "only" and "no guarantee."

There's no guarantee that I'm not gonna lose it.

As a matter of fact, there's a strong chance that I will,

like my son, who has a chance.

He has a rare blood disease, right?

And so the chance is high, right?

- Yes. That's true.

There is a chance.

- Then find the donor!

- Orlando, I understand.

- Listen. No.

- But there are HIPAA laws. - Find the damn donor.

I don't give a shit about a HIPAA law

or any other anonymity law.

Do you see my son right now?

I didn't bring you here all the way from LA

for you to tell me there are no guarantees.

- Look.

Honey, let him do his job.

- Yes.

Do your job. - Yes. Do your job.

- I'll do some digging around and see what I can find.

- Thank you.

- I'll check in with Vincent later today.

- I am not going to stand here and watch my son die...

- I know. I know. I know.

- And not do something about it.

- I know. - Hmm?

- You will not let that happen. - No.

- No.

We're gonna find a donor.

[crying]

One way or another, we're gonna find a donor.

Yeah.

[sobs] Yeah.

All right, now. Come on, now!

Enough!

[birds chirping]

[tense music]

- Long time no see, Harris.

? ?

- How the hell did you find me?

- I have my ways.

- Okay, well, you found me. What the hell do you want?

So what, you're here to finish the job?

- If that were the case,

we wouldn't be having this conversation.

You'd already be dead.

You know that.

- Okay, well, I'm not dead,

so why are we having this conversation?

- I need to talk to you. - Okay. All right.

Out of all the people in the world,

what the fuck could you possibly

need to talk to me about?

- You're the only man that I know

that's ever had to kill his own father.

- And why the hell would you need to talk to me about that?

- Because I may have to kill mine.

? ?

- Thank you, honey.

You ready? - Yeah.

- Okay. - Yeah.

- Nothing.

No, global warming. - Oh.

- What? - [scoffs]

Well, I guess they had to eventually come out.

- You knew this?

- Doesn't everybody?

- You know about this too?

- Yeah.

- Oh, fuck no.

- Paris, don't. - No.

No.

You okay?

- Uh, yeah, I'm fine. - You sure?

'Cause why is this dumbass, ugly-ass motherfucker here?

You fucking snitches now?

- Oh, you better watch your mouth, little girl,

because the last time I checked, I was the big sister,

and you ain't never been able to whoop my ass.

- Oh, you wanna bet? - Hey, hey.

What's going on here?

- Daddy, your daughter is being disrespectful to my partner,

and I don't appreciate that.

- Him even being here is disrespectful, Daddy.

He is a snitch!

- You can't tell me who I can and can't be with, Paris.

And I ain't never stopped the tramp parade

when it comes to you.

- Hey, I-I don't give a shit what the issue is.

Now is not the time!

But if you wanna see somebody come to blows, keep pushing me.

- Come on.

- [sighs]

- Sorry, Daddy.

- Yeah.

- [sighs]

I'm really sorry about that.

- Look, I never expected to be welcomed here

with open arms anyway.

The only person I'm here for is you.

- Thank you.

- We loved him. We loved him so much.

Thank you. - Okay.

- Yeah.

Honey. - Oh.

- Mwah.

How are you, honey?

- I'm glad you're back.

How'd it go with the doctor?

- Honey, this is Juan's time.

We'll talk about that later, okay?

- All right.

I still can't believe he's gone.

This is all my fault.

- Honey, Juan's blood is not on your hands.

- It is. - No.

- Look, I could have put a stop to this a long time ago.

Now my best friend is dead.

I will never forgive Junior for this.

- I know.

- This was a loud message to me,

and I hear it very clearly now.

- Okay.

Ah.

- I missed you, brother.

- I missed you, too, Larry.

Thanks for coming.

- Yeah, I'm so sorry to hear about your friend.

Juan was a good man.

- The best. - Yeah.

- Which is why I'd like to talk with you.

Let's-let's take a walk.

- Okay.

[grunts] Heh.

- I wanted to come someplace we could

talk more privately about this.

- Yeah.

Are you gonna tell me who killed Juan?

- It was Junior.

- Junior?

Junior? Little fat Junior?

Why the hell would Junior kill Juan?

- He's been going through a bit of an identity crisis.

He-he's not happy with any of us.

He's trying to hurt us the same way he feels

we hurt him by not telling him that Donna

is his biological mother.

- That's more than a temper tantrum.

He's spilling blood.

- He's turned on us, Larry.

- What?

- He's turned on his fucking family!

- All right.

Have you tried talking to him?

- [scoffing]

We are past the point of talking.

I'm now at a crossroads.

- You know, brother, I have never seen you at a crossroads.

- I'm there now.

Remember how you used to say

only a Duncan could kill a Duncan?

- Uh...

Yeah.

I-I remember.

- I need you to kill Junior.

I-I can't do it myself.

I'd like to, but I-

I can't.

And I can't send one of the boys or Paris to do it either.

But it has to be done.

- [whimper, stammers]

- [sighs]

[grim music]

- Are-are you sure?

? ?

Listen...

I don't want you to go on hating me

for the rest of my life.

And I mean, we just-

we just got back cool.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

And- - Okay.

[whimpers] If you're sure.

- I'm sure.

You'd be doing me a favor.

A huge favor.

- Okay.

I'll do it.

'Cause, um,

only a Duncan can kill a Duncan.

We just-

um...

baby brother.

? ?

I got you.

[chuckles]

I got you.

- Thanks, Larry.

Thanks.

- [sighs]

- You think I wanted to kill my father, Junior?

I had no choice.

And your father?

It was his call.

He forced my hand.

It was my penance for some disloyal decisions that I made.

But you already know this.

- And now I'm in the same position.

I joined the Alliance because I wanted to hurt my family.

I wanted them to feel the same pain I felt

when I learned that they had betrayed me.

I stepped up to the head of the organization

because I wanted them to see that I was capable.

I wanted them to see me as something more,

that I could be a leader,

something they never believed that I could be.

- Yeah.

And how'd that work out for you?

- Let me tell you something, Harris.

When I started, I was making moves, big ones.

I coordinated a heist,

stole $140 million from the Table.

- What the fuck, Junior?

Did you get away with it?

- At the time, it felt like a power move.

But now?

[grim music]

Things are at a point of no return.

Bodies are dropping on both sides.

- How bad are we talking?

- Brother Minister,

Dominique,

and now Juan.

- What the fuck? Are you kidding me?

Juan, Junior?

What the fuck?

- And now I'm public enemy number one.

- Oh, yeah, well, I've been in that position,

and I can tell you right now it ain't fun.

- And I can easily be next.

- Yeah, you're in some deep shit, bro.

- Yeah, I know.

Well, it gets worse.

The Alliance tried to kidnap Vegas.

Big mistake, no doubt.

And now the great LC Duncan is coming after me.

- You're lucky to be alive right now, bro.

- That part.

But real talk, Harris?

I'm about to be a father in a few weeks,

which means when the time comes,

I'm not going out without a fight.

So if I'm put in a position to do what I have to do,

I don't want there to be any hesitation.

I have to come to terms of doing the unthinkable.

[crying]

I just wanna be around and meet my baby girl, man,

to hold her in my arms.

[sighs]

- That's the thing about doing the unthinkable.

- [sighs]

- Once you do it,

you don't come back the same.

You see, you think that putting your father down

is just about survival,

about being there for your daughter.

No, man.

It's about- it's about what comes after.

Once you cross that line, there's no crossing back.

I gotta tell you, Junior, I did what I had to do.

But it wasn't just my father that died that day.

No.

A piece of me died too.

So what I can tell you is, you fight to survive,

and you fight for your daughter.

But never, ever lie to yourself

about what it's gonna cost you.

You pull that trigger,

and he is never, ever coming back.

? ?

- [sighs]

[suspenseful music]

? ?

- I wonder what that was all about.

I hope he and LC didn't just get into it.

- Nope.

[exhales] Not at all.

It's Junior.

- What about Junior?

Did he do something else?

- No.

That he won't be doing anything else, ever.

- Why?

Chippy, what?

- Look, we debated about it all night.

Yeah. [sobs]

Yeah, I raised that boy like

I grew him in my own womb, Nee Nee.

I love him.

But he made his decision.

I wish there was another way.

I wish there was another way!

- Oh, I do too.

- Yeah, but it's not. It's not.

I got six other children to worry about.

- What does Larry have to do with this?

- [crying] Trust me, Nee Nee.

He has everything to do with it.

- Listen, Paris and London, they're always doing this.

- Yeah.

- Oh, hey, Uncle Larry. Looking good.

- Nephew.

Well, I feel a little bit better.

[sighs] I only wish my brother did.

Who dat?

- Oh, Uncle Larry, I'm sure you don't know the specifics,

but this is Roman, our brother, your nephew.

- Oh, yeah, nephew.

Yeah, I heard about you in bits and pieces.

[chuckles] Yeah, you do look like Chippy by the eyes.

- It's nice to meet you.

- It's my pleasure.

So you're a Duncan, huh?

- I guess so. [chuckles]

- You guess.

Let me put you up on game.

Come here. - What's up?

- Either you are, or you're not a Duncan.

Ain't no motherfucking guessing to it.

Choose wisely.

Nephew, stay up.

You look good, kiddo.

- Thanks, Unc.

[sighs]

- Damn.

This Duncan thing is serious, huh?

- Yeah, he's certified crazy.

- Crazy?

- Certifiable.

Listen, you don't wanna catch him in a dark alley.

You get on his bad side,

you ain't making out that motherfucker.

Let's go.

[tense music]

[crickets chirping]

[keypad beeping]

- Baby! I'm home!

Babe! I'm home!

Sonya.

- [chuckling]

[dramatic music]

How you doing, nephew?

She's just a little bit tied up right now.

- [grunting]

[muffled] Help!

Help me!

Help!

- What did you do to my wife?

- Don't worry about it.

That's not important right now.

I got something else for you.

I want you to take that gun

and slowly put that motherfucker

on the floor.

Come on.

There you go.

Now, slide that bitch over here to me.

Oh, that's good. That's good.

Now, I've been hearing

a whole lot of troubling shit about you,

things you've done to my brother, your father.

You've been robbing him.

You killed his best friend, your godfather.

- I didn't kill Juan.

- Bullshit!

The blood is all over your goddamn hands!

You know what?

You've always tried to be more than what you are.

You never knew... [sighs]

When to stay in your fucking lane.

You're not LC Duncan.

You're not LC.

Boy, you are Junior Goddamn Duncan.

And that's okay.

There's nothing wrong with that.

But you walked away from family,

all for a taste, a tiny fucking taste

of some bullshit power.

You greedy, selfish, funky foot fucker.

- You don't know shit. Family? [scoffs]

They lied to me and passed me by my entire life,

all because I wasn't her kid.

That's some shit! - That's bullshit!

Who the fuck told you that?

And you probably believe that shit, too, don't you?

You know what?

You're about as stupid as you are big, ain't you?

Not all of us can be generals.

Some of us got to be goddamn soldiers!

Let me tell you something

about the parents you turned away from.

They saved your worthless,

greedy-ass life

from that bitch

that you're so happily skipping around town calling Mommy.

My brother barely had to pay her ass to keep her quiet,

to keep her mouth shut,

because she didn't give a fuck about you.

- Lies.

- [cackles] Lies?

Oh, lies.

You don't realize when you've been manipulated, do you?

Let me tell you something, nephew.

I was there. Yeah.

I saw her running around town, abusing herself,

making a damn fool out of herself,

fiending for that next fix,

looking desperately for that rock.

That crackhead bitch was lost in the sauce!

And it only took my brother one time,

one motherfucking time to find one goddamn bruise on you!

And he and Chippy never gave your ass back to her.

And you know what's fucked up?

That bitch never came looking for you

'cause she didn't give a motherfuck

about your big ass.

And you know what's really fucked up?

The crackhead went and started a family,

and it did not include you.

- Why are you telling me this now?

Why?

- Call it a courtesy, 'cause I believe

a man has the right to know the truth

when he's about to die.

Now, do Uncle Larry a favor.

Get your big ass down on your knees.

Now.

There you go. Take your time.

There you go.

- [inhales]

- Right there.

Look down.

Don't you fucking look at me!

- [crying]

[sighs] Please don't.

- Close your eyes!

Now here you go, nephew. [laughs]

[hip-hop music]

? ?

- ? Turn it ?

? ?

? Turn it, turn it, turn it ?

? ?

- Action!

- ? Turn the lights on ?

? Turn up for the team ?

? Buy up all the drinks ?

? We don't need a reason ?

? We just need the cream ?

? Turn up for the team ?

? We living the dream

? Single for the weekend, turn up for the team ?

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