All language subtitles for Empire s06e13_English

COOKIE:
Previously on Empire...

What you and I once were
is done.

We're gonna start
a new business relationship.

It's Adderall.

Can you just go
do your drugs at your desk

-like a normal person?
-Okay.

Do you have Adderall?

-Paul Bennett?
-He's an ASA vote.

ANDRE: You're gonna escort
his daughter Piper

to Laviticus.

Perfect.

I'm doing the work
that you're too soft to do.

It's my show now, Andre.

Do you still not
understand that?

-(cork pops)
-(screams)

What in the hell
is wrong with you?

It's about my sister Carol.

COOKIE:
His face was just so evil.

I mean,
all I could think was,

"He's putting hands
on my sister,

and he's gonna kill her."

He was shouting at me.

Got a lot of mouth on you.

COOKIE: I just felt cold
all of a sudden.

Ice cold.

I wanted to turn away and run,

but then he came at me.

(gunshot)

And I killed him, Lucious.

And then I just stood there
in shock.

I mean, shock,
because I couldn't believe

what I had just done.

Damn, I mean, why didn't
you ever tell me that?

I was scared.

I mean, what if the cops
found out?

You know, I couldn't
have you involved.

We'd just started
the music thing,

and I didn't want
to let anything

get in the way of that.

No, no, no, no.

Murder is a dirty
and ugly business,

but sometimes it's necessary.

(breathes deeply)

I know.

Okay, the--the thing
with Tracy,

I know I didn't--
I didn't have a choice,

but Durrell,

probably had a choice.

Doesn't sound like it to me.

We lost Carol after that
to drugs.

She still talks about
this man to this day

like he's the love
of her life.

I thought I was saving her,
but did I?

See, that's
that damn therapy, man.

It's messing with your mind.

No, no, no, no, Lucious,
therapy is working, okay?

Because through therapy,
I've realized

I don't wanna live
in any more secrets or lies.

(solemn music)

I wanna live a clean life,

and whatever I did wrong,
I wanna make right.

But that's the point
of the community center, right?

Exactly, but my therapist says

that you're only as sick
as your secrets.

This thing with Carol,

how do I make it right?

Look, all I know is you don't
go digging up bones, Cook.

Something ugly
always comes up with it.

(thunder rumbling)

(hip-hop music)

*

I don't get it, okay?

Julian seems like
a really nice guy.

Why don't you want anyone
to know that he's your son?

Because he doesn't know, Becky.

He doesn't know any of it.

Okay?

He doesn't know that I was in
my senior year at Stanford.

He doesn't know that I had
my whole future

mapped out on index cards.

He doesn't know that
when his father found out,

he transferred
to another school,

just like that.

He ghosted us.

Damn, that's cold.

You see, I thought
I was a superwoman.

I thought I could do anything,

so I chose to have him anyway,

but when reality hit,
I realized I wasn't ready,

-so I--I called on my mom.
-Oh, okay.

So your moms took him.
Well, that's actually--

THOMASINA:
You've got the graphic designer

up waiting
in the conference room.

Okay, thank you.

(sighs)

Are you gonna tell him?

I want to.

I want him to know that all
of this success was for him.

But how am I supposed
to let him know

that he's been lied to
his entire life?

Well, it's better that
he hear it from you

rather than myancestors.com.

Get to your meeting.

*

* You run a hole right
through my brain, yeah *

Okay, you've piqued
my interest, Lucious.

When would we go wide with her?

Actually, Adele
is looking for someone

to open up
for her arena tour,

and I think that Yana would
be the perfect mixture--

No, no, no, no.
Adele can wait.

You have to understand,
Becky,

I have a very precise and slow
roll-out plan for Yana.

I wanna give the world
just a taste of her,

just enough to build this
insatiable craving

for the very nature
of her warmth.

It's all about timing, people.

I mean, Yana's potential value

in the marketplace
is boundless,

and with the help of the right
people from this room,

under my guidance,

we can accelerate her
towards superstardom.

Yana has the voice,
the composure,

that makes her the perfect fit
for billboards, selling makeup.

You're thinking she's a brand?

LUCIOUS: You're damn right,
she's a brand.

A lasting brand.

I chucked my entire company

so that I can grow
this one particular artist.

Lucious,
you're staking your name

and reputation on this girl?

(tense music)

*

Absolutely.

Who's in?

*

That's my man.

Can I get another?

(chuckles)
Yeah.

(Lucious chuckling)

Can we get everybody in here?

That's what I'm talking about.

Now we are in
the Yana business.

(clapping)

Take it again, Treasure.

(Treasure clears throat)

Listen, Porsha,
I have sang this song, like,

I don't know, 30 times
and if he doesn't like it,

then I don't know what to do.

I'll talk to him, okay?

I just need you
to do your part.

Throat is killing me.

PORSHA: Stall.
Do stretches or something.

-Maybe do breathing exercises.
-TREASURE: Okay.

Andre, you've been
going at this for hours, okay?

She's tired.

I need a star.

Treasure, you need
to make a big splash

at this Music Weekly show.

You understand me?

I'm talking to you!
Do you understand me?

Okay.

Do it again.

You know, showing some support

is the best way to get more
from your artist.

Their egos can be fragile,
and so can their voices.

I can't use fragile.
I need amazing.

MAYA:
Excuse me, Andre.

So Kendra G. from E!

is dying to get a peek
at rehearsal.

No cameras,
just an exclusive.

-Bring her in.
-PORSHA: Not today.

Andre, are you serious
right now?

KENDRA:
This is amazing.

Andre, thank you
for letting me come in.

ANDRE:
Absolutely.

You understand I am so excited
about the lineup

for the Music Weekly
spring break event.

You can get a sneak peek
at Treasure right now.

-She'll blow your mind.
-Yes!

-Have a seat.
-Thank you.

Treasure, take it from the top.

You got this.

(piano playing)

(coughing)

-TREASURE: Ow!
-PORSHA: Treasure, you okay?

-Ow!
-Are you okay?

-Treasure--
-My throat!

(coughing)

TREASURE:
It's my throat.

PORSHA: I know,
but don't say nothing.

(coughing)
Wait, is that blood?

Can I get a--
can I get a medic?

-TREASURE: What is that?
-PORSHA: I need a medic!

-Why don't you come with me?
-Is she okay?

I'm sure she's--

I told you it was too much,
Andre!

Whatever this is, Porsha,
fix it.

Quick.

(tense music)

*

* Some people walk for miles
for 1,000 hours *

* But never
are the lucky ones *

(laughs)
I gotta be honest.

This sounds much more
like a hit single

than it does a demo.

I was thinking
the exact same thing.

I just wish Lucious
was on board.

He thinks I should have
a whole roster of bulletproof,

surefire hits before
I even step out there.

He's so overprotective,
you know?

Mm, overprotective.
(laughs)

That's one word for it, okay.

Look, I worked
with that man--

for that man for years,

and he is a control freak,
okay?

Even though it works for him.

* If you find
that special thing *

-Hey, girl.
-Oh, uh, hi!

Hey, Giselle said
you wanted to see me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Um, how are rehearsals
for the Music Weekly show

going down at Laviticus?

Eh, it's a little weird
for me to be over there,

but it's okay.

It is a bit
of a sausage fest

since Treasure's voice
gave out.

-Did it?
-MELODY: Yeah.

Doctors told her
to stop singing,

stop talking.

-Did they?
-MELODY: Mm-hmm.

Are they replacing her?

No idea, but I doubt
the promoters have time.

Huh...

(cell phone buzzing)

Excuse me.
I need to take this.

Oh, yeah.
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead.

You take that.

I'll take this.

(hip-hop music)

*

Hey, are you ready to fly?

I've never been more ready
in my entire life.

Okay.

And I don't like being
held back, either.

Okay, well, uh,
no guarantees,

but theoretically,

if I could secure you a spot
on that Music Weekly bill,

what would Lucious
think of that?

If I cared, theoretically?

(chuckles)

Well, let's just say,
theoretically...

Uh-huh.

I don't like asking
for permission, Becky.

Well, theoretically,
neither do I,

'cause we're grown-ass women.

-Period.
-Period, boo.

Let's do what we want.
(laughs)

Wait, hold on.
Let's turn that jam back on.

* Once in a lifetime

*

(ominous music)

Look what you've done.

Empire can't afford
to lose Treasure.

Not now.
Give it up, Kingsley.

-Shut up.
-Give it up, Kingsley.

I know how to run this company.

-Come on, give it up.
-Better than you.

-(laughing)
-Watch me.

(tense music)

*

Andre, the doc says Treasure
gonna be out of commission

four to six weeks.

You gotta be kidding me.

I wish I was, boss,
and it could be longer.

-She might need surgery.
-Damn it, Porsha.

This is your job
to get the artist up to speed

and keep them there.

Your job to make sure

they don't hurt themselves
in the process.

You right,
it is my job,

and you didn't let me do it.

(sighs)

You're right.
I'm sorry.

-So Andre--
-Not now, Maya.

Porsha, how would you
have handled Treasure?

Treasure's a home girl.

You push her,
she push back.

So I would have played it
to her strengths.

Make her feel confident.
Make her feel strong.

Make her wanna do more
while respecting her limits.

That's what you were
trying to tell me?

Pretty much.

(emotional music)

I underestimated you,

usurped your authority,
and ignored your experience.

I'm not doing that again.

-You firing me?
-No, the opposite.

Empire's lucky to have you,
Porsha.

As of today,
your promotion

and new title of head of A&R
are in place.

-ANDRE: Congratulations.
-Thank you, Andre.

I'll announce it at the next
team meeting, okay?

-Keep me posted on Treasure.
-You got it, boss.

Thank you.
(laughs)

*

BECKY: The thing about
the choreography

is you wanna keep
it really simple

and really classy,
you know what I mean?

'Cause if we don't--
oh, I got it.

Hi, hi, hi.
Thank you.

Let me sign that IOU.
Thank you so much.

-LUCIOUS: Becky.
-Just have to--hey.

What the hell is going on here?

Your assistant tells me
that you're setting up

Yana's stage concept
for the Music Weekly show.

-She's not ready for that.
-BECKY: Oh, no.

I think it'd be
a really great way

to get her ready
for bigger venues.

No, no, no.
I completely disagree, Becky.

BECKY: Oh, no,
you don't have to agree.

You know, Yana's contract
is with Bossy,

and that's me.

Hey, Lucious,
I wanna do this.

No, no, you don't understand,

and I don't expect you
to understand.

That's not your job.

I mean, your job is to listen
to the 30 years' experience

I have in this business
and to follow my advice.

Ooh, like a good little girl,
huh?

Please, give me a minute.

You're good.
I'm good.

Yana, that's my artist.

And this is my label.

Oh, you gonna play that game?

Oh, I'm not playing any game.

The thing is,
you spoke your piece,

and I heard you;
I hope you felt heard.

But at the end of the day,
you know,

I work for the artist.

The artist looked at me
in my face

and told me that she was ready,
and you know what?

I believe her.

Wait, wait, wait--
did you stop

and consider that maybe
she might be wrong?

Did I stop to think that
maybe--you know what?

I did.
I did.

I stopped,
and I thought about it,

and then I made
a judgment call,

and you know what?

That is called a boss move.

And you know what?
You taught me that.

No, I've got plans for Yana.

It's thought out,
it is measured,

so either you take her out
of that damn set, or I will.

Oh, okay, so I don't
really appreciate that tone,

because if you'll
just take a look around,

you'll see that you're
in my office, okay?

I don't dance for you.
This ain't Empire.

This is Bossy,
and at Bossy,

you work for me.

PORSHA: Girl, what the hell
are you doing up there?

Andre just text me and told me

I'm supposed to be meeting
a potential artist here.

Uh, I actually sent that text.

Uh, ex-squeeze me?

Just listen.

(smooth music)

-Maya, I don't have ti--
-MAYA: Just--just listen.

Please, just a second.

Uh, you can, um--
thank you.

*

* I got so caught up
in the "what ifs" *

* That I'm stuck
with "what now" *

* I lost all my patience

* Need to find it somehow

* Can you imagine

* What life could be

* If being honest

* Was easy?

*

* I just wanna
be a superstar *

* Fly around the world
and drive fancy cars *

* Buy my mom a crib
'cause she my rock star *

* Is that so wrong,
is that so wrong? *

* I just wanna write a song
like Billie Jean *

* Hope when I die one day
that y'all would sing *

* I just wanna know
that y'all gonna miss me *

* Is that so wrong,
is that so wrong? *

* Oh, if--

(music stops)

Uh, did I--did I overdo it?

Uh...
(chuckles)

No, actually,
that was pretty good.

-Really?
-Yeah, I'm impressed.

Maya, you can really blow.

But you have no idea
how this business work,

and you can't
ambush me like this.

I just got this job,
and if you were my first sign

as A&R head,
how would that make me look?

You haven't even earned it.

Porsha, come on.

You and I both know
I have kissed

my fair share
of Lyon family ass

and probably made coffee
for, like, half of them.

And?

Maya, I spent seven years
for this kind of power,

influence, and respect.

You hear me?
Seven years.

And I'm not about
to be abusing it

the way I seen people do it
in the past,

hiring a weed man
and nepotism nonsense.

-PORSHA: I'm not doing that.
-Wow.

(solemn music)

I'm the weed man now?

Wow.

*

Cool.
Thanks for nothing, Porsha.

You're welcome.

I don't know what you thought
you was doing

with your little Diana Ross
dress on anyway.

*

What you thought this was?

*

-(glass shattering)
-(exhales sharply)

GISELLE: Damn it.

Hold on, sis.
Hold on.

-Hey, hey, no, no, no.
-(groans) I'll help you.

I got you, I got you,
I got you.

Hey, you just got out
of the hospital.

Look at you,
sounding like Mom.

Here.
Sit down.

Oh.

I miss her, you know?

Mom was always
so, like, colossal.

Like a superhuman.

Well, she scared the hell
out of me sometimes.

(chuckles)

There was this one time where
I cheated on a spelling test.

Yes, and when she found out...
(exhales sharply)

She laid into me
about what cheaters are,

where they come from...

BOTH: And the snake-filled
cave in hell...

That are waiting
for all the cheaters.

After that,
I never cheated again.

(laughs)

And I vowed never
to get anything less than

a perfect score
on everything I did.

(dramatic music)

She always thought
you were so brilliant.

No.

Just scared.

Hey, hey.

I miss her too.

-GISELLE: Oh.
-(Julian sniffles)

It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay, baby.

(sighs)

WOMAN ON TV: Talk about
is what it's like

to work with family.

Cookie, you have famously
worked with yours.

What is it like
to manage your boys?

-COOKIE: Well, you know...
-Hey.

Cute.
What's going on?

Nothing, Mom.
Just going back to school.

What? Wait.

But break isn't over
for another week.

What's the rush?
Is this about some girl?

Look, I just gotta
leave, okay?

No, actually,
it's not okay,

and what is up with that tone?

You've been snippy all day.

(knocking)

Ma'am, we need to speak
to Quincy Barrow.

I'm Quincy.
What do you want?

Ma'am, is there a place
we can sit down?

No.
Tell us what you want.

This girl,
Piper Bennett,

was found overdosed
in the club the other night.

She's in a coma.

Photos and texts
from her cell phone

indicate that she was with you.

Yeah.

I mean, I got her
into the club,

but I didn't see her
after that.

Come on, kid.
What really happened?

-Did you give her the drugs?
-TERI: Okay, enough.

Unless you have a warrant,

it is time for you
to get off of my property.

-No, ma'am--
-TERI: My son

has no obligation
to answer anything.

Okay?
We know our rights.

Thank you very much.
Bye-bye.

(dramatic music)

*

Carol, no, no, no.
No need to come up, girl.

It's pouring down.
S-stay down there.

I'm on my way.
Yes.

I'm on my way down.
I'm coming, I'm coming.

Oh, and I got tickets for you
and Candace for Tea Talk.

Girl, En Vogue.

No, no, no, no, no.

I'm coming down now.
I promise.

Stay in the car.
It's too wet, girl.

Bye.
(exhales)

-I need to talk to you, Cook.
-Okay, okay.

(chuckles)

How many times we gotta have
this conversation, huh?

You cannot come up here
unannounced, Lucious.

No, I need you to put
Becky's ass in check.

Yana is not ready
for the Music Weekly show.

That's not the right venue
for her.

You debuted her
on late night television.

No, no, no, no.

That's a completely
different audience.

This one will eat
her ass alive.

Okay, listen, Lucious,

Carol and I have a meeting
at the community center.

I really don't
have time for this.

No, no, no, can you focus
for a minute, please?

I know you got a lot going on

trying to put
your past behind you,

but right now I need you
focused on the present.

-I trusted Yana with you.
-You what?

Negro, please.

Do you know what
this means to me?

Ah.

Do you have any idea?

I mean, I'm not gonna have

a whole lot more chances,
Cookie.

I just need you
for five minutes, please,

to put the community center
and the therapy,

shooting Durrell,
all that stuff behind you.

Okay.

LUCIOUS: I need your help,
Cookie.

I don't know why
I confided in you.

You know damn well
I did not mean to kill Durrell,

but I will kill your ass
if you don't get out of my way.

(dramatic music)

LUCIOUS: Hey, Carol.

Lucious, leave,
please, now.

You said you wanted
to tell her.

Ain't no time
like the present.

*

You?
You?

You killed him?

You killed Durrell?

Carol, just come in.
Let me explain, okay?

Please, just come in.

Carol.
No, no, no.

He was hurting you.

I--I just went there

to tell him to leave you alone,
I swear.

All this time,
I thought it was gangs.

Carol, I tried to protect you.
He was beating you.

And the drugs, Carol.
There were so many drugs.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

*

Carol, please,
just say something.

(sniffling)

I'm okay.
I just, um--

Whew.
I need to think.

I--I need to go home.
That's what I need to do.

I think I'm gonna go home.

You go to the meeting
by yourself,

and, um, I--
I'll see you later, okay?

-Carol, please.
-CAROL: I'm okay.

I'm okay.

Okay.

I love y--

*

I'm sorry.

*

Carol, I said I love you,
Carol.

(crying)
Car--Car--

Right this way.

Have a seat, gentlemen.

We'd like to see
the security tapes

for your club
the other night.

A girl O.D.'d there.
Tainted drugs.

We wanna see
what your cameras saw.

You gentlemen do know
I'm the CEO,

not the night club manager.

Why are you bringing this
to me?

The girl's dad thinks
you'd do him a favor

and cut through any red tape

to get this info
for us quickly.

Paul Bennett.
He's on the voting board.

He's on the ASA committee.

He's a good man.

And he's right.

I would do anything
to help him.

(dramatic music)

I can get you that tape
within an hour.

Anything else I can do?

Should I ask around,
see if anybody saw anything?

That would be helpful.

Excellent.

*

-Have a good day.
-MAN: You do the same.

*

Um, Andre, it's Teri
on the phone for you.

-Not now.
-MAYA: She says it's urgent.

I said not now.

Wait.

You didn't happen to be
at Laviticus last night?

Sure, why?

Come in.

*

(hip-hop music)

* Just to feel the touch

* Love has the power
to stick to you *

* Just like a stain

* And then you're never
the same *

* Some people walk for miles

LUCIOUS:
Find your light, Yana.

* For 1,000 hours

* And never are
the lucky ones *

Keep your line of sight above
the stage lights,

otherwise they will blind you.

* Right here...

Chin up.
Greet your audience.

* For us ah

No, no, get back
in your spotlight.

* Once in a lifetime

There you go.

* Feels so right

No, no, stay inside
your spotlight.

You've gotta remember
your boundaries

because this stage
is a whole lot different

from those little coffee shops.

-* Once in a lifetime
-Perfect, perfect.

All right, we're gonna start it
one more time from the top.

Yeah, okay, no, wait.

Lucious, wait a second.
We don't even have--

Wait, no, no, no, there's--
there is no "wait a second."

Oh, God.

You have got to be absolutely
flawless tonight.

I've invested so much time
and money into you.

-I cannot risk--
-Money and time, Lucious?

Is that what I am to you?

Can y'all give me, like,
a quick second, please?

Thanks.

You wanna know
what you are to me?

You're the face of my dream.

Of course.

No, but you've gotta use
everything I've told you,

I've taught you,
I've showed you,

if you're gonna win over
a crowd like this tonight.

Lucious, you are smothering me
with your fear

and all of this
negative thinking.

I am going to go
out there tonight,

and I'm gonna make it mine,
not yours.

Yana.

Yana, get back here!

(clapping)
Bravo, Lucious.

I see you still have
your magic touch.

Excuse me?

You know, you used
to be more convincing

at making your artists think
you were working for them,

but the truth is, is we're all
just slaving away for you.

Let me ask you something,
Melody.

Where have you been
for the last 20 years?

If I ever need to know
how to work a karaoke machine,

I will ask for your advice.

You got that?

Good to see you, Lucious.

DJ Quarry.

(chuckles)
You doing this venue tonight?

Oh, man, you know it, man.

I'm in my bag.

LUCIOUS: Good, good.

-This is gonna be nice.
-(laughs)

Melody, you got a minute?

Yeah.
Exactly one minute.

(dramatic music)

*

So that's why you been
blowing up my phone?

Come on, Melody.
I--I need this.

The blog says
that we were a couple.

A--a romantic couple.

And we were.

Melody, I'm married.

Q, you were married then too.

But I have kids now.
I--

(hip-hop music playing)

I will lose them
and my wife

if you say that's true.

So what do you want me to do?

You want me to sit back
and say, "Ooh, yummy.

I wish it was true,
but it isn't"?

I mean, if you could
do that for me.

Look, I stopped lying
a long time ago.

I'm not about to start now
for you.

*

But I also don't need anybody
in my business, either,

so if that blog comes to me,

they'll get no comment.

That's the best
that I can do for you,

your wife,
an your kids.

(dramatic music)

*

MAN:
You sure it was Piper?

The girl in the photo?
Yeah.

Uh, she came up to me
asking me if she could cop,

and I told her to chill,
'cause I work here,

and then she split.

Later, I did see her
with some skinny white dude,

and I'm pretty sure
she left with him.

Thank you.
This is very helpful.

If that's all, gentlemen,
this way.

And please let us know
what happens.

MAN: Oh, yeah.
Sure.

Great job.

I am just glad
I could help, boss.

Now can we talk my payment?

I'm assuming you want a raise?

No.

I want a record deal.

(dramatic music)

(scoffs)

You want to sing?

I'm good.

*

You'll have to stay on
as my assistant

until you can be replaced.

-I can do that.
-You will do that.

And Maya,
if you're no good,

deal's off.

*

Got it.

*

(laughs)

Wow, that's good.

You looking for Andre?
You just missed him.

Look, Maya,
I know your audition--

You know what, Porsha?
(chuckles)

Don't even worry about it.

'Cause you know what?

We're good.

Andre just signed me to Empire.

-What?
-I know what you're thinking.

We both said some things
we didn't mean, clearly,

but now I'm signed,
so we're good.

Maya, you ain't nothin'
but a con!

-What's going on?
-I know what kind of girl you--

Andre, you hire me
as your head of A&R

and then you force me
to babysit

your lapdog assistant
as my first sign?

Maya's talented.
I've heard her tape.

She'll be an asset.

What happened to you
not underestimating me

or usurping my authority?

I'm head of A&R, Andre!

I can't sign that girl!

You don't have to.
I've already done it.

(dramatic music)

*

Okay, that's what we doing?

Andre, I'm putting in
too much time

to be disrespected like this.

If this the new Empire,

you can count me out.

This some BS, Andre,
and you know it.

*

(clacking)

(chimes)

(chimes)

(sighs)

(keys jingling)

(dramatic music)

*

So what really happened?

And don't you even think
about lying to me!

-Nothing happened, Mom!
-What happened?

What,
is this about drugs?

'Cause you know
it just takes one misstep--

one mistake--

for those cops
to throw you back in prison,

and I can't
go through it again.

-Wait, you can't?
-What--just tell me.

What happened?

It's Andre, Ma.

What do you mean,
"it's Andre"?

He set the whole thing up.

I was supposed to take the girl
to the club

and offer her coke.

Andre gave you coke?

He's not the same person
you think he is.

Okay, I want you to go.
Go now.

-Go back to school.
-Wait, what about you?

I've got some things
I need to take care of.

Mom, I'm not leaving--

I want you to do exactly
what I said.

Now go.
I will call you later.

I love you.

(tense music)

*

(distant cars honking)

Damn, Mel.
It's cold out here.

You know what?
Don't call me Mel, okay?

Ever.
You are such a coward.

I had to say something.

Oh, you had to say this?

"Trannies ain't my thing.

"Maybe it fantasized about me,

"but hell no,
that never happened.

This bitch lying."

-Just calm the hell down.
-Don't tell me to calm down.

You called me an it.

Yo, yo, just shut up.
Don't make a scene.

No, you're not gonna
shut me up ever again.

-(blow lands)
-(DJ Quarry shouts)

Bitch!

-(blow lands)
-(Melody groans)

Come here!

-(Melody groans)
-From now on,

you don't know me.

Get it?

-(blow lands)
-(DJ Quarry groaning)

Son of a bitch!

-(blows landing)
-LUCIOUS: No, Melody!

Melody, stop!
Stop!

(coughing and groaning)

Get your ass inside.

Take that board--stick
with you.

-(blow lands)
-(grunts)

-(sirens wailing)
-Officer!

-(sirens wailing)
-Come here.

Get up.
Officer, hurry!

Hurry!
The thugs!

They was trying to attack a bum
and he was trying to save them!

Where?
Which way did they go?

Uh, that way.
Big--big guy who hit me.

Yeah, they went that way!

You all right?

*

Damn it!

(breathing heavily)

You all right in here?

You know what, Lucious?

I don't need some damn knight

in corsets and wrist ties,
okay?

I can fight my own fights.

Your fighting days
are behind you, Melody.

Says who?
That bastard?

There's always gonna
be bastards out there,

but you're a huge star now.

You can't be in the middle
of no brawl.

You made Q look
like a hero out there.

No, no,
I flipped the narrative

and kept you out of the story,
and trust me,

he's not gonna try
and bring you back into it.

What you need
to focus on right now

is being this huge star that
you've always deserved to be.

And I did what I did tonight
because I owed you.

(hip-hop music)

*

(thunder claps)

(cheers and applause)

(upbeat music)

Guys, I--oh, my God.
I'm so excited.

Me and my sisters used to love
this group back in the day.

-COOKIE: Remember, girl?
-Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

COOKIE:
And here they are.

Give it up for En Vogue!

(cheers and applause)

(both mouthing words)

(cheers and applause)

(En Vogue's "My Lovin'
(You're Never Gonna Get It)")

* Ooh, bop

(crowd cheering)

*

* No, you're never
gonna get it *

* Whoo

* Never, never gonna get it

* No, not this time

* No, you're never gonna
get it *

* My love

* Never, ever gonna get it

* See

* You done messed around on me
for the last time, babe *

* Now, bye-bye

* Never, ever gonna get it

* Ooh, bop

* I remember how it used
to be *

* You never was this nice
you can't fool me *

* Ooh, bop

* Now you're talking like
you made a change *

* Well, the more you talk

* The more things
sound the same *

* What makes you think you can
just walk back into her life *

* Without a good fight, oh

* I just sit back and watch
you make a fool of yourself *

* 'Cause you're just wasting
your time, oh *

Yeah, baby, yeah!

* No, you're never gonna
get it *

Ain't never gonna get it,

never gonna get it, yeah!

Damn it!

I know you ain't trying
to trip me, bitch.

-That bitch trying to trip me.
-Carol!

Yeah!

Never gonna get it, bop!
Bop!

Cut, go to commercial!
Go to commer--

CAROL: Hey, wait a second, now.
They my jam.

Candy.

-I'm so sorry.
-I'm gonna kick your ass.

(distant shouting)

CAROL:
I'm gon' cut your ass!

* Amy go put your shoes on

* Oh, what's taking you
so long? *

* I've been waiting out here

Hey.
(laughs)

Oh.

* Back home at five

* Riding on our bicycles

I could never afford
to eat here.

Well, when you're
a big-time attorney,

you can treat me.

-Yeah.
-So listen.

I have something I wanted to--

-I have so--
-No, I'ma go first.

I'ma go first.

Um, so I've decided to drop out
of law school.

Julian!

Just wanna stay here
and work with you,

and just think how happy
Mom would be

that we're back
together right now.

It's, like, amazing.

Okay.

First of all, this isn't what
Mom would want for you.

You saying you don't
want me here?

(scoffs)

I want you here more than
you will ever understand.

Okay.
All right, fine.

Then what's the problem?

Mom's dream for you
was for you to be successful.

For you to be your own man,
dependent on no one,

and law school was the way
to make that happen.

That's Mom's dream.
That's not my dream.

Well, you owe her that dream,
Julian.

And you owe it to yourself.

I love you.

And when you pass that bar,

I will be right here.

Waiting.

Are you serious?

You're telling me no?

Yes, I am.

I can't let you do something
I know you'll regret later.

You don't know what I'm gonna--

you don't know what
I'm gonna regret.

Trust me.

I know.

You know, for you and Mom
not getting along,

you're starting to sound
just like her.

Come on.

No, wait, Julian.

(dramatic music)

Damn it.

ANNOUNCER: Up next, Yana!

(cheers and applause)

* Yeah

* Oh, yeah

* Mm

* I knew somebody who said
they never felt the rush *

* Just with somebody

* Yeah, just
to feel the touch *

* Love has the power to stick
to you just like a stain *

* And then you're never
the same *

* Some people wait for years

* What we found right here

* For what only took
a moment for us *

(clears throat)

* Oh

-* Once in a lifetime
-Try to smile.

* Ooh, feels so right

* When you know, you know,
and we know it *

* Let it overflow
with emotion *

* Ooh

* Once in a lifetime

Just still working out
a few kinks.

We're out, Lucious.

* Special thing

* Don't give up hope

* 'Cause timing
is everything *

-* And I, I've had my share
-(audience booing)

This is what you staked
your name and reputation on?

* But they can't
keep us apart *

* Some people wait for years
what we found right here *

* For what only--
Oh.

*

(microphone screeching)

(audience booing)

* Once in a lifetime

I told you she wasn't ready!

(crowd booing)

* When you know, you know,
and we know it *

* Let it overflow
with emotion *

* Ooh

* Once in a lifetime

Get off the stage,
Erykah ba-don't!

(crowd booing)

Mm, let's go.

MAN: Get off the stage!

(dramatic music)

*

(footsteps approaching)

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

You okay?

No.

I ruined it.

I ruined all of it
before it even started.

LUCIOUS: No, no.

When you said that
I was controlling

and not letting you breathe,
you were right.

Because I was trying to turn
you into what you could be.

But you've gotta decide

if that's what Yana
wants to be.

It's never been my choice.
It's always yours.

I, uh...

I will be in the studio
first thing tomorrow,

and I will be ready to work.

Good.

(hip-hop music)

Thank you.

* How do you mend
when you're worlds apart *

* Ooh, carry on

* Ooh, from the start

* Somehow we fell in love

First thing in the morning.

* And fell right out
of touch *

* And ooh, that was hard
but ooh, here we are *

* And it's easier
to walk away *

*

(sobbing)

*

* Remember when we first met

* We were having
so much fun... *

Okay, sweetheart.

You gave Quincy drugs?

You son of a bitch!

-I can explain.
-No!

You could have sent him
back to prison!

Now, I know that you are
having issues with your meds

and you need help,

but I will not let you
put my sons at risk.

(foreboding music)

I can't stay here.

I'm leaving, Andre.

*

You can go if you want.

My son's staying with me.

Andre, what are you do--
no, Andre.

Mommy's going bye-bye, Walker.

Say bye-bye.

Unless she wants to stay

and help plan
our pretty wedding.

What do you say, Mommy?

-(baby cooing)
-Huh?

Yeah.
You wanna pick out china?

*

Carol, look.

I'm sorry.

Please don't let
what I did 20 years ago

affect your life now.

Cookie, please kiss my ass.

Carol, don't start.

No, she can kiss my ass.

Carol--

You know why?
You destroyed my life.

That's what you did.

Talking about you were scared
for me?

-CANDACE: Wait.
-Oh, no.

You took the one man
that ever really loved me.

Yeah, he had his problems.

He had his problems,

but we had kids!

We had a family.

We had a life,
and you took that.

Carol, what are you
talking about?

*

She killed Durrell.
She killed Durrell.

-She did.
-What?

CAROL:
She did that.

Cookie.

I mean, he--he beat her,
and he kept her doped up.

Oh, okay.
I'm doped up, right?

Yeah!

Don't nobody pay no mind
to Carol, right?

'Cause she high.
Go and mess up her life.

Go ahead, mess it up,
'cause she high anyway, right?

-No!
-Yeah, guess what, though.

(chuckles)

I got something that you might
better pay some mind to.

Hmm.

'Cause we messed up your life,
too, bitch.

Didn't we, Candace?

-Come on, Candace!
-Shut up, Carol.

COOKIE:
What is she talking about?

Shut up, Carol.

Your 17 years!

-I said shut up!
-No!

(both shouting)

Wait a minute!
Wait a minute!

What are you talking about?

(dramatic hip-hop music)

*