All language subtitles for The Family Business s06e06 Only A Duncan Can Kill A Duncan.eng

- 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]

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- Action!

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? 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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