All language subtitles for The Family Business s06e09 Duncan Down.eng

- Will you marry me?

- I just came by
to say thank you

for what you're doing
for my son?

- No need for thanks.

Vincent is my family.

Miss you.

Want to make you my empress.
- Yeah?

- Crazy about you.

- Orlando, Mr. Moss is a match.

[soft dramatic music]

- Oh.

- Randy, you're not-
he's not here.

[distant sirens wailing]

[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, ay ?

? 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, ay ?

? 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 ?

[vitals monitors beeping]

- I just feel so helpless.
[knocking]

They'll find him, right?

- They'll find him.
- They'll find him, right?

- They have to.
They'll find him.

[somber music]

? ?

- Is something wrong,
Dr. Lomax?

- We just recently got

his most recent lab reports,
and...

- [gasps softly]
Please, don't say it.

Don't say it.
Don't say it.

- I'm sorry, Mrs. Duncan.

Vincent's condition has
worsened significantly.

- [sobs]

- I'm sorry, but we're almost
at the point of no return.

The only thing we can do now

is to make sure
that he's comfortable.

- Make him
comfortable for what?

To die?
The hell with that.

We're not giving up
on my grandson.

- I'm very sorry, Mr. Duncan.
- It's OK. It's OK.

- But without that donor,
we just

don't have any other options.

[upbeat music]

? ?

- Simple.
- Mm-hmm.

- Here we go.
- Uh-huh.

- We're there.

[laughter]

[phones rumbling]

- Shit.

I got this.

Yo.
Yo.

Bro, we gotta go.
- What's up, bro?

I'm just kind of busy
right now.

- Well, you're not no more.
We got a family emergency.

Wrap this up.

? ?

[engine rumbles]

? ?

[laughter]

- All right, now I'm about
to take that lunch money.

- Yeah, you might try.

[laughter]

[phone rumbles]

- This-

gotta go.

- Uh-oh.

? ?

- Will you marry me?

London, what-
what's up?

You're not gonna answer me?

- Well, Devin, um-
[phone rumbles]

Shit.
What's going on now?

? ?

Um, I'm-I'm sorry.
I gotta go.

- Whoa, what do you mean
you gotta to go?

I just asked you
to marry me, London.

- I know that.
And it's gonna have to wait.

I got a family emergency.

- Well, shit, hold on.
I'm coming too.

Look, I'm trying to be
part of this family.

[dramatic music]

? ?

[engines humming]

- Dad?
- Go, son.

- Aunt Paris?
- Nevada, I'm here.

- Uncle Rio?
- Yep, me and Roman.

- Aunt London?
- Yeah, Nevada, I'm here.

- Everyone's here, Grandpa.

- All right,
listen up, everyone.

We don't have much time.

Randy Moss killed his guard and
escaped in a correctional van.

Now, he's a definite match
for Vincent,

so we need to find him
before the authorities do.

I want you to do whatever
you have to do

to get him back here.

But we need him alive.

Vincent's life depends on it.

[engine whirrs]

? ?

[upbeat dancehall music]

- ? Jamaica, Jamaica,
I soon come ?

Yeah, man.

- ? I ain't looking
at no spares ?

? I'm fine ?

? And I won't give
no answers why ?

? You know you can't know ?

? ?

? Chilling with
some friends of mine ?

? I ain't looking
at your friends ?

? I'm fine ?

? And I won't give you
answers why ?

? You know you can't know

? No, no,
the kids don't play ?

- Nevada, you're the eyes
and ears of this operation.

I need you to comb through
security cameras,

traffic feeds, phone records,

anything you can think of
to find Randy.

Vincent's life
is in your hands, son.

- OK, Grandpa.

[sighs]

- Nevada, don't do that.

Because if you do that,
I might do that,

and I can't afford
to do that right now,

and neither can you.

So I want you
to take a deep breath

and concentrate
on finding Randy.

We need you.

I need you.

- It's a lot of pressure
right now, man.

- That you can handle.

I'm counting on you.

My son is counting on you.

Now, are you good?

Are you good?

- Yeah.

Let's find
this son of a bitch.

- Yes.
Let's do that.

That's what I'm talking about.

- All right.

Grandpa, he somehow managed

to turn off the GPS
on the correction van,

but last location
was 40 minutes ago.

The intersection
of Kingston Ave.

and Eastern Parkway.

- Start by checking
surveillance cameras,

red light cameras in the area.

A man like that doesn't have
but so many places he can hide.

Anybody near Brooklyn?

- Daddy, I'm in Brooklyn,
and LoJack is with me.

- Actually,
I'm glad to hear it.

His resources could be
a huge asset to this operation.

LoJack, if you don't mind
hitting up some

of your Jamaican connections,

it would be
greatly appreciated.

- Consider it done, Mr. Duncan.
- Good.

You two head over
to the Eastern Parkway

and find that van.
- OK. On the way, Daddy.

- Hey, Pop,
I think I might have

an untapped resource of my own
that might come in handy.

I'd like to go check it out.

- I've always trusted
your gut, Vegas.

Do what you have to do.

- Yeah, thanks, Pop.
I'll be in touch.

- The rest of you head over to
Brooklyn as quick as you can.

We need to find Randy
before he goes underground.

If he vanishes-
well, I don't think any of us

want to think about
what that might mean.

[tense music]

- Honey, I've got Consuela
and her girls

working on finding the van.

- We're gonna to find him,
Chippy.

- I know.
I just hope it's not too late.

- It won't be.
We're gonna find him.

[loud knocking]

- [exhales]

[sighs]

- Hey.
- Hey.

Well, I thought
you had forgotten me.

- No, no.

Things just got a little hectic
over at the house,

as you can imagine.

But I had to see you in-person
and tell you good news.

- [sighs]

I could use
some good news today.

[soft dramatic music]

Have you found my son's body?
- Better.

- What could be better
than finding his body

so I can bury him?

[knocking]

- Shit.
I was afraid this might happen.

Nevada may have pulled
the car's GPS.

They may be on to me.
- Why?

- The Duncans are out
in full force looking

for Randy Moss.
- So?

Who the fuck is Randy Moss?

- Ruby's brother,
former head of Jamaican Mafia

before he went to prison.
Look, it's a long story.

But LC has all hands
on deck to find him.

[knocking]
- OK, well, let me-

- No, no.
- Just a second!

- They don't need to see me.
Whoever it is, I am out.

- OK, go.
- All right.

? ?

- What are y'all doing here?

- We came over to offer
our condolences

on the loss of your son.

Antonio called and shared
the unfortunate news.

I didn't always agree with him
for personal reasons,

but Junior-
God, Junior was a good man.

- Thank you.

- Well, sorry if we're
the last to stop by,

but we did want
to check on you,

see how you're holding up.
- That's kind of you.

And, actually,
no one's shown up.

You're the first.

Although, I did get
a call from Alejandro.

- Wait, Antonio
hadn't stopped by yet?

Well, that's a damn shame.

- He's probably planning on
how he's gonna take over

your son's position
as our new leader.

- [chuckles]

- You know, darling,
can I be honest with you?

- Please.

- I never much liked
that Antonio.

He was always a little
too controlling for my taste,

especially since your son
was the one in charge.

- So are you saying
that you would support

someone else taking over?
- Well, of course.

Oh, if that someone were
the right person and, well,

their goals and ours lined up.

We'll be in touch.

God bless you now.
- Good night.

? ?

[sighs]

This might work out
better than I thought.

The enemy of my enemy
is my friend.

? ?

- OK, there's the van.

I'll be right back.
- Oh, no, no, no, no.

You're not going
out there by yourself.

- Devin, I don't got time
for this, OK?

Do you even have a gun?
- Uh, let me see.

I-I didn't think I needed
to bring one to propose.

- OK, well, take it out
the glove compartment.

I mean, do you know
how to use it? What?

- So we just gonna pretend like
I didn't ask you to marry me?

- Devin, I am not pretending.

I am processing.

When this thing started-

when we started,
I was not thinking

that we were building
towards that.

- Wow! Really?
Wow.

So I just-
I guess I'm just-

this was something temporary.

- Are you doing this right now?

Like, are you doing
this right now,

when you know
that my nephew is lying

on his deathbed in the hospital

and the man that could
potentially save his life

is around here somewhere?

- Nah, I'm not gonna
do this right now,

but I will ask you
to do me a favor

and wear this ring
until you make your decision.

Please.

- Can we go now?
- Yes.

- OK.

- Well, he ain't around here,
which means

he's definitely in there
with Monty.

- OK, well, then
let's go get his ass.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no,
hold on, hold on.

Not that easy, man.

Those are some
tough-ass Jamaicans.

[vitals monitor beeping]

- [muffled, indistinct]
I'm not sure,

but these numbers are almost-

[voice fades]

? ?

[muffled] These numbers
are spiking really high,

and that's what's
keeping him in this coma.

[voice fades]

? ?

- Wow, you're getting bold.

Usually, you have
a bag of groceries

when you come over
for a booty call.

- Ah, this isn't a booty call.

I need a favor.
- Oh, OK.

Sounds serious.
- Well, look, Kendra.

Look, I know you don't
just work for the city.

You're a cop,
some kind of detective, right?

- Yeah, I am.

It's not exactly
the type of thing

you advertise when you have
a thing for bad boys.

But now that you know
that I am,

is that a problem?

- Well, that depends on
what day of the week it is.

But today, no.

- Good.
So what's the problem?

- [sighs]

Kendra, my nephew Vincent
is sick, very sick,

and he needs
a bone marrow transplant.

And we-
we finally found a donor.

- Wait, I'm confused.
That's a good thing, right?

- Yeah, normally, it would be,
except it's his uncle, Randy,

who's an inmate at Sing Sing.

Randy just escaped
from the hospital

that was testing him
to be a donor.

Now, if Randy gets out there
and the authorities catch him,

they're gonna lock him up,
or worse, kill him.

And if he's in the system
or in the ground,

we can't use him as a donor.

So we have to find him
before the authorities do.

- So what is it
you want me to do?

- Kendra, I need you
to call the U.S. Marshals

and ask them for some
professional courtesy.

Keep me and my family
informed about any progress

they might have so
we could keep ahead of them.

- [exhales sharply]

Do you have any idea
what you're asking me?

I can't get involved
with something like that.

I could lose my job.
No, I will lose my job.

- Look, look, look, look.
Just try to help us.

Just-
we'll just keep it quiet, OK?

Discreetly.
No paperwork, no trail.

Just help us
keep your people

off his back long enough
for us-

- No, Vegas!

I can't believe that you
would even consider

putting me in
this kind of position!

- Kendra, a little boy's life
is on the line.

If they capture Randy,
they kill my nephew.

- I heard you, but I can't.

? ?

But what I can do
is ask a friend for help.

He may be able to find
some legal way

for him to still be a donor
even once he's in custody.

- So you think
the U.S. Marshals are gonna

hold back from
killing Randy because

a little Black boy is sick?
Huh?

We might as well pick out
a casket now.

- Vegas, I am a cop.
OK?

A cop.

I am offering you
the best solution that I have.

- Well, your solution sucks!

Whatever happened to
"protect and serve"?

- I am trying
to protect my job

so that I can continue
to serve.

I'm sorry, Vegas, but my job
is way too important to me.

? ?

- Oh, OK.

I see.
I hear you.

Well, I hope you and your job
will be very happy together.

[tense music]

? ?

[upbeat reggae music]

? ?

[knocking]

- Who is it?
- It's LoJack.

I'm looking for Monty.

- ? I'm sorry, baby ?

- ? Your dirty little secret ?

? But I tell nobody ?

? Yeah, yeah ?

? You don't like
the way I live ?

? But I'll tell you, honey ?

- [chuckles]

LoJack, you seem to forget

that me no like
unfamiliar faces 'round,

even the pretty ones here.

- Now, don't you
worry about her.

She with me.

Looking for your old boss,
Randy.

You seen him?
- Ooh!

[sniffs]

I haven't heard from Randy.

? ?

- I really hope
you're not lying

'cause I hate liars.

- Yo.

You come into my place
and call me a liar!

Ya' lucky me not give you
a good beatin'.

- I wouldn't do that, Monty.

Take it from my experience,
you don't wanna push her.

- Ah, man, no,
fuck her and fuck you.

Joke.
[gunshot]

- [screams]
Shit!

- Sit your ass down.
- [whimpering]

- Sit the fuck down!

- This crazy bloodclaat
bitch shot me!

- Yes, this
bomboclaat bitch did.

- I told you not to push her.

- Motherfucker, I do not have
the time or the patience

to fuck around with you today.

Now, you gonna tell me
where the fuck Randy is,

or this next bullet gonna be
in your motherfucking head.

[dramatic music]

- Me never seen Randy.

- Then why the fuck

is there a stolen corrections
van parked out back?

- Fuck it, baby,
shoot him again.

I got these two.
Just shoot his ass again.

- OK, OK.
No shoot.

Randy come by earlier,
want money.

Him take the cash, a change
of clothes and left.

Say I'm gonna link up
with a woman.

- What woman?
- Uh, him got plenty.

But-but-
him favorite is Teesha.

She works over at the Jerk Hut
on Eastern Parkway.

[groans]

- I hope you're not lying.

Then I'ma have to come back.

Y'all don't want me
to come back, right?

Oh, take care of that.

That shit look like
it really hurt.

[upbeat reggae music]

? ?

- I-I told you
not to push her.

I did.

[door slams]

- Put your bloodclaat
hands down

and call the doctor.
You go shoot her!

Shit!
Fuck!

[phone beeping]

- Daddy.

- I don't like the sound
of your voice, London.

Did you find Randy?

- No, we didn't,
but we found out

that he might be going to see
this girl named Teesha

who works at the Jerk Hut.

- Jerk Hut's five minutes
away from us up Sterling.

- Hey, O, Rio and I
are getting off

the Jackie Robinson.
I'll be right there.

Just wait for me, OK?
Wait.

[tense music]

? ?

- Can you pull up a picture
of that woman, Teesha?

? ?

[keys clacking]

- I got a rap sheet photo.
- It's all good.

I just wanna see
what she looks like.

? ?

There she is.

- Hey, we should wait
till Aunt Paris

and Uncle Rio get here first.

- You wait.

- Yes, so I'll go change this.

- OK.
- All right?

- OK.
- And maybe flip-

flip the callaloo for
some cabbage, all right?

- [chuckles]
All right, Santi.

- All right.
Go on.

Hey, sorry, my man.

Restaurant closed, hear?

- That's OK.
I'm not here for the food.

I'm here for her.

- Me no know you.

- But you do Randy Moss, right?

- My man, what you want
with my woman, eh?

- That's between me and her,

- Bomboclaat...
[speaks Jamaican Patois]

Eh?

- I can't even begin
to tell you how happy

I am that you just did that.
- [grunts]

- I know. I know.
I know. I know.

You're a little dizzy.
I know. I know.

- Get off him!
Get off him!

Get off him!
- You good, O?

- Yeah, I'm good.
- You OK?

- But I'll be better when
they tell me where Randy is.

- We didn't do anything.
What is this about?

- Randy Moss, where is he?

- Randy?
Randy, they are in jail.

- No, he escaped last night.

- Escape?
Oh, no.

- Oh, girl, shut up!
Where is he?

- [grunts, strains]

- I've not seen Randy in years.

We're not together anymore.

- That's bullshit.

Now, you better tell me where
he's at, because

my son's life depends on it.

And right now, so does yours.

- Randy is her past.

Me is her future!

- O, just look at their faces.

I think they're telling
the truth.

I believe them.

- I do too.

? ?

- Nah, that's bullshit!

One of them knows something.

? ?

- Uncle O, he's not here.

Look, I checked the camera on
the store across the street.

There's no footage
of him or the van.

Let's just go.

? ?

- If I find out any different,
I'm coming back for you.

Let 'em go.

? ?

- Oh, God.

[vitals monitors beeping]

[somber music]

? ?

- Anything?
- Nope.

We've checked every Jamaican
hangout in the borough.

- So what do we do now?

Because we checked
every crack in Brooklyn,

and there's no sign of him.

- Y'all know I am not
one to give up,

but we're out of options.

- And time.
Son, you find anything?

- I've combed through
all the footage

I could get my hands on.

The only thing
remotely suspicious

is a Mercedes that
was circling the block

Monty's is on several times
before Aunt London got there.

But that could just be someone
looking for a parking spot,

picking someone up.

- Well, see if you can find
a license plate on the car

and trace it.

Can't hurt.

Meanwhile, we're just gonna
have to expand our search.

- If we don't find Randy soon,

I'm gonna start killing
every Jamaican motherfucker

I run across until we do.

- Come on now, O.

You know that is not
going to help anything.

- London's right.

Just calm down.

- We'll find him.
- Facts.

We not giving up on little man.

- What the fuck are you
even doing here?

Who the fuck invited you?
- Pop wanted him here, O.

- Yeah, well,
Pop is out of order!

- Hey, shut that shit down, O!

Now, this ain't about Roman.

It's about finding Randy
so we can save your son.

- And don't you ever
fucking touch me!

- Or what?
- Or what?

- Stop this!
- Motherfucker-

- Hey, this stops now.

LoJack, none of your people
said anything?

- Nah, the only thing
they came up with

was a phone number for Teesha,

and Orlando and Nevada
already handled that shit.

- A number.
A number.

Randy gave me a number
when we were in the hospital.

Try this, Nevada.

212-312-7234.

[soft dramatic music]

- It's a landline.

Jerome Ave. in the Bronx,

right off Grand Concourse,

a few blocks away
from Yankee Stadium.

- C-Note, you're with me.

And I'ma deal
with your ass later.

- Hey, London, LoJack,
go with him.

Try to keep him out of trouble.

- That's not a bad idea.

- Yeah.

As fucked up as he is, I swear
I could use Junior right now.

- Dinner's ready!

Now, look here, little girl.

She gonna stop kicking me
every time you smell food.

Here, baby.
Which one you want?

You want that one?
- Thank you.

- Ah! Looking good
is an understatement.

This looks amazing!

- We can eat after I pray.

- Oh, you're right.
- Sorry.

- Whew, ain't got
no home training.

- Hold hands.
- Come on.

- Lord, I thank you
for this food

we're about to receive for
the nourishment of our bodies.

Amen.
- Amen.

- Amen, amen.
Let's eat.

- This place is beautiful.

- It is.

- I really love it here,
the fresh air, the views.

Needless to say,
the lack of people.

- I may live out here
in the boonies

away from where folks,
you know,

call civilization
like to call the boonies.

But I have one thing
they don't have,

peace and tranquility,
and now steak and potatoes,

broccoli, and family.

- Yeah.

I haven't felt that in
a long time since we got here.

And now I'm wondering how long
we're gonna get to enjoy it.

- That's gonna change, Sonya,
not just for you,

for me and our baby too.

We're gonna live in peace.

- You really believe that?

- Of course, I do.

Why wouldn't you?

This was great.
- Wait, where are you going?

Finish your food.

- I gotta go make
some arrangements.

- What arrangements
are you making?

- First thing I need to do,
I need to talk to my mom.

- Wait, Donna?

Baby, you need to
be talking to LC.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hell to the no.
Not LC.

He just sent his brother
here to kill him.

- And he didn't do it.

Now that means something.

I bet Larry went right to LC
and told him

that killing you was
a bad idea, babe!

And that means that LC
may be open to a conversation.

- Or, and hear me out,
he could be looking

for somebody else
to do the job.

And, hell, we know
how ruthless LC is.

He may do it himself.

Hey, son, how you doing?
Pop!

- I guess time
will tell, right?

- But what we're not gonna do
is live in what-ifs.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, gotcha.

- Baby.

- I love you.

I love you too.

Baby, I need you
to be careful, OK?

- I will be.

I'll be back soon, OK?
- OK.

Say bye to the baby.
- Love your mother.

- Oh.

- I love you.
- [laughs]

Behave.
- I got you.

It's OK. It's OK.
Relax.

Everything's gonna be fine.
Hopefully, Junior's right.

OK?
That way you can live in peace.

- Yeah.

To living in peace.

- Yeah, to living in peace,

and not having to say
rest in peace.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
But this steak is good.

- Harris, you get on
my damn nerves sometimes.

[tense music]

? ?

[dramatic hip-hop music]

- ? Hey, you ain't
never seen power ?

? Power like this

? I can level your army

? With a flick of the wrist ?

? Nobody can harm me ?

? Ain't no force that exists ?

? That can withstand
the power ?

? When I raise up my fist

? Hey, bullets bounce
off of my chest ?

? Blades cannot pierce
through my flesh ?

? I am different
from the rest ?

? I am different from
the rest ?

? If you try to test,
you'll see the truth ?

? Hey, I am invincible ?

? I've become God ?

? I am invincible ?

? Nothing can stop me ?

? I am invincible ?

? I've become God ?

? ?

? Nothing can stop me ?

? Nothing can
stop me ?

? I crush mountains ?

? I swallow seas ?

? I burn the sun

? To the tenth degree

? I'm built different ?

? A different breed

? Them shots you call ?

? Uh-huh, missing me

? Hey, bullets bounce
off of my chest ?

? Blades cannot pierce
through my flesh ?

? Hey, I am different
from the rest ?

? I am different
from the rest ?

? ?

? If you try to test,
you'll see the truth ?

? Hey, I am invincible ?

? I've become God ?

? I am invincible ?

? Nothing can stop me ?

? I am invincible

? I've become God ?

? I am invincible ?

? Nothing can stop me ?

? I am invincible ?

? I've become God ?

? Nothing can stop me

? I am invincible ?

? I've become God ?

? Nothing,
nothing can stop me ?

? Nothing can stop ?

- Shit!

He not even here.

- This motherfucker.

- It's a room full of
computers and shit.

I guarantee you, they saw us on
that surveillance and ghosted.

- No!

London, we just got played.

And I don't like being played.

- O.

- This motherfucker.

- Y'all, let's look
through this stuff

and see what we can find.

[vitals monitor beeping]

[somber music]

? ?

- [sobs softly]
- It's all right.

It's OK.
- He just looks so helpless.

? ?

- We should have went
with them.

- No.
No, no, no.

Daddy says don't spread
yourself too thin, OK?

If we stay focused,
that's how we win.

- I mean, you're doing
everything you can.

We all are.

[phone rumbles]

- It's London.

Hey, what's up, London?
- He not even here.

This is a room full
of computers and shit.

LoJack said it's some type of
Nigerian or Jamaican scam room.

- OK, find out what you can.

I'm gonna send Nevada
over there

to see if he can
make sense out of it.

How's O doing?

- He stormed the fuck
out of here.

And how would you feel
if it was Nevada?

- Yeah, yeah, I know.

[phone beeps]

Hey, got another call.
I'll call you back.

- All right.

[sighs]

- Well, this is a surprise.

I didn't think I'd ever
hear from you again.

- Well, I didn't think you
wanted to hear from me again.

Look, I just had a conversation

with my friend over at
the U.S. Marshal's office.

- U.S. Marshals?

What did they say?

They just got
the phone records back

from the dead correction
officer's stolen phone.

It was used last night.

One outgoing call
to a cell phone.

- OK, you got a name?

- Jasmine Ferguson.
- Jasmine Ferguson. OK.

How long do we have before
they're on top of this?

- Two,
two and half hours, tops.

The Marshals are waiting
for a supervisor to come in.

And when that happens,
it's boots on the ground.

- OK, thanks.

- Don't thank me.

Just remember,
if shit goes left,

you don't know me, and
I damn sure don't know you.

- What you got, son?

- Jasmine Ferguson's a nurse
at Queens Presbyterian.

She has two addresses,
one in Queens,

one in the Hamptons.
- Wait a minute.

I've seen her.
She's-

she was one of
Vincent's nurses.

- OK, Paris,
you, Rio, and Roman

get to the Hamptons.
Go hard, but quiet.

- Say less.
You going to Queens?

- Yeah.
Rob, you're with me.

Son, I need you to get to
the Bronx and help your aunt.

OK?
- Got it.

- Let's go.

[soft dramatic music]

? ?

- I guess we need to go
a couple rounds, huh?

[moaning]

Out here harboring
a damn criminal.

? ?

- Doesn't look like
there's anyone home.

- Yeah, but looks
can be deceiving.

- What's the plan?

- I'll check the side.
You check the other side.

[suspenseful music]

? ?

[knocks]

? ?

[sighs]

- No movement,
no cars, no garage.

[phone rumbles]

?

- Yeah?
- Hey, Vegas.

Any luck with
the Queens address?

- No, it looks like it's empty.
We're on our way to you.

- OK, we're, like,
30 minutes out.

You want us to wait for you?
- No, I trust you.

But I want this guy alive,
Paris.

And watch out for
your brother, Roman.

He's not trained for this.
- I will. I promise.

? ?

[dramatic music]

- ? Oh, my God,
oh, my, oh, my God ?

? You ain't know you was
messing with the squad ?

? With the squad

? Hey ?

? ?

- Jeez.

She could afford two homes
like this on a nurse's salary?

- A lot of homes
are passed down.

That's how they keep
the wealth in the family.

- Come on, let's go.

- ? You see one
but there's many of us ?

? That's why it always
get dirty with us ?

? It's all about beef
till the coupe pop out ?

- ? No you want it ?

- No, no, no.
Don't-don't do that.

We don't want them
to know we're here OK?

Just watch my back.

- ? You wanna test click
just silly silly ?

? Camouflage like gang buddy
rocking a beanie ?

? I'm on the deck dropping
popping a wheelie ?

? And I hit them extra hard ?

? To make sure that
you really feel me ?

? The whole team
moves silent ?

? You already surrounded ?

? So why you even trying? ?

? My whole team get violent ?

? Move, all you see
is bullets flying ?

? ?

? You ain't know you was
messing with the squad ?

? ?

? And we unload
pro damage to the opps ?

? ?

? You ain't know you was
messing with the squad ?

? Yeah,
my home team winning ?

? See us and you'll see ?

? My whole team
built different ?

? What? ?

? ?

? Oh, my God,
oh, my, oh my God ?

? Oh, my God, oh, my,
oh my God ?

? Oh, my God,
oh, my, oh, my God ?

? You ain't know you was
messing with the squad ?

- Where is he?

Where's Randy?
- Who?

Who?
- See that girl with the gun?

She'll pull that trigger
faster than you can blink.

So stop with the fucking games,
unless you wanna die.

- No, please.
Please, I do not wanna die.

- Yeah, well,
that's what's gonna happen

to if you don't tell me
where the fuck Randy Moss is.

- OK. OK.

He-he was here.
He was here.

He-he left maybe,
like, 15 minutes ago.

He went with some bitch.
- What bitch?

- [crying]
I don't know.

The bitch that picked him up.

I don't know.

- ? You ain't know you was
messing with the squad ?

- Hey, Pop.

My little man still doing good?

- Not exactly, son.

- What-what do you mean,
not exactly?

What do you mean?

- He's still with us,

but you might
wanna think about

getting back to the hospital.

He's taken a turn
for the worse.

Your mother's calling
everyone else now.

- I'm on my way, OK?

This can't be happening.

This cannot be happening
right now.

This cannot be happening.
- No, come on, come on.

Look at me, look at me.

Whose son is he?

- He's my son.
- And what family is he from?

- He's from our family.
- He's from the Duncan family.

He's a Duncan, right?

You know what that means?
That means he's a fighter.

All right?
That means this ain't over yet.

And, you know,
when Vinnie Dash said

you couldn't see your son
in the hospital,

what'd you do?

You came in guns blazing,
and you saw your son.

So that's what
we're gonna do right now.

We're gonna to go
to that hospital.

We're gonna see your son.

And he's gonna fight,
and he's gonna to be OK.

- Yeah.

Come on.
- Let me get in that seat.

Let me drive you there.
- No.

- I got you.

- What you need to do is make
sure your seat belt is tight.

[tires squealing,
engine rumbling]

[soft pop music]

? ?

- ? I've been trying lately
just to act right ?

? But every time
I step forward ?

? It seems I backslide

? And I can see my dreams
vividly at night ?

? When I wake,
they escaping back to life ?

? I don't know
if I can do this forever ?

? I'm just waiting for
a change in the weather ?

? Yeah, I know
things fall apart ?

? But I'm just trying to put
all the pieces together ?

? Hey, yeah,
I'm just working hard ?

? Showing no regard ?

? For anything in my way ?

? I'm going hard ?

? Yeah, I'm just showing off ?

? I'm just showing off ?

? Yeah, if anyone competing,
they already lost ?

? Yeah, 'cause I know
it crumbles in a minute ?

? But I know if it crumbles,
you rebuild it ?

? 'Cause it don't take a man,
it take a village ?

? And that's how I'ma
always keep on living ?

? When it all falls down ?

? When the walls crumble
from the pressure ?

? And you feel like
you're never gonna get up ?

? When it all falls down ?

? Just remember giving up,
we will never ?

? We gon' put
the pieces back together ?

? When it all falls down ?

? When the wall crumbles
from the pressure ?

? When you feel like
you never gon' catch up ?

? When it all falls down ?

? Just remember giving up,
we will never ?

? We gon' put
the pieces back together ?

? Yeah, I've been trying
lately act right ?

? But every time I step
forward seems I backslide ?

? I can see my dreams
vividly at night ?

? When I wake, they escape,
and it's back to life ?

? I don't know if
I can do this forever ?

? I'm just waiting for
a change in the weather ?

? Yeah, I know
things fall apart ?

? But I'm just trying to put
all the pieces together ?

? Yeah, I'ma work it out ?

? I'ma work it out,
work it out ?

? No matter what happens,
I'll never be in doubt ?

? 'Cause that's
what I'm about ?

? That's what I'm about,
I'm about ?

? No matter how deep it gets,
I'll never drown ?

? Hey, 'cause I know
it could sink in a minute ?

? You just gotta dive deep
and go get it ?

? And when you rising
to the top ?

? You gon' be winning ?

? That's why I'ma always
keep on living ?

- [crying, sobbing]
- I know.

- ? When it all falls down ?

? It all falls down ?

? ?

? It all falls down

? When it all falls down ?

[dramatic pop music]

? ?

- ? Got it

? ?

? Hold it, hold it, hold 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 live in a dream ?

? Single for the weekend ?

? Turn up for the team ?

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