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[upbeat hip hop music]

♪ 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

♪ Hey

♪ We know you like it

♪ Yeah

♪ We always winnin' and that's no lie ♪

♪ You really wish you had our life ♪

♪ We know you like

♪ Hey

♪ We know you like it

♪ It's the family business

♪ Ah nah nah

♪ Family business

[slow dramatic music]

- Look, I got á*áá*á to do.

So when are you letting me outta here?

- Your boyfriend had enough Mollies on him

to get half of Brooklyn high.

[engine revving]

So you not getting outta here, till we get some answers.

- First off,

that ain't my boyfriend.

Second off, I know my rights.

I ain't gotta tell y'all á*áá*á.

- Well I hope you brought your toothbrush, baby girl,

'cause your á*áá* is going to jail.

- On what charges?

I didn't have no drugs on me.

- Yeah, but you had a gun.

That's, that's a year minimum.

[police siren blaring] [intense dramatic music]

- You don't know who the á*áá*á I am.

So let me tell you.

I'm Paris, motherá*áá*áin' Duncan.

My daddy's got the mayor on speed dial

and your punk á*áá* boss on the golf course every Saturday.

So don't get it twisted, á*áá*áá*.

I don't do jail.

[police siren blaring]

You know the only thing keeping me

from beating your motherá*áá*áing á*áá*

is that badge you're hiding behind.

- Hey! - Are you threatening me?

- No need to get hostile.

[tires screeching]

Come on, you sit down.

[suspenseful music]

- This better not take all day.

- You're in a lot of trouble, Paris.

Carrying a loaded weapon, it's a very serious charge.

Come on!

You gotta give us something.

- Get up, Paris, let's go.

- [Anderson] Who the á*áá*á is this?

- Let's go, we got a meeting in 25 minutes.

- Wait, wait, you're not taking her nowhere.

- Are you willing to stake your badge on that,

detective, or your pension?

- Let her go, Anderson. [Anderson groaning]

That's exactly what I think. - Who the hell is this man?

- This is your worst nightmare if you don't get

your ass out of the way so my client and I can leave.

Thank you, thank you very much, Captain.

- You impressed now, á*áá*áá*?

- [Harris] Let's go, Paris.

- Daddy?

Daddy, I didn't do anything, I--

Daddy, Daddy, I didn't do anything, I promise!

[dramatic music]

- $350,000 dollars!

I send your á*áá* to the finest finishing school in Europe.

You come home and steal a $350,000 car from me.

What the hell am I going to do with you, Paris?

[cell phone ringing]

[melancholy music]

Lou, look, I'm in the middle of something.

- So am I.

Ronald Sims just showed up.

- What the hell is that leech doing there?

- The hell if I know.

He says he wants to talk to you, says it's important.

- Well, entertain him, I'm on my way.

- I got you.

- Alright, guys, the buyer's ready to pick up the car.

Are we done?

[cell phone ringing]

What's up, Pop?

- Something's come up.

I need you to go help Lou.

- I'm on it.

- Paris, Paris, Paris.

[moaning]

[cell phone ringing]

- No, no, please don't answer that.

No, no, please don't--

- It's my father, I gotta answer it.

Hello?

[Where are you?]

I'm at the gym working out.

[We've got a problem.]

[So get the hell off that broad and get your ass down to the shop.]

Alright.

- What?

- I gotta go.

- Where you going?

We're not finished.

- Yes, we are.

I got something to do.

- You cannot be serious right now.

When will I see you?

- You won't unless you plan on buying a very expensive car.

- Really?

- [Orlando] You know how to find your way out.

- Next time it'll be double.

- Next time? [laughs]

[tense music]

- Hi Pop.

Go home.

- I wanna talk to Dad!

- Take her home.

- You got it, Junior, come on.

- Don't touch me!

- You got a real bad attitude.

[camera clicking]

- [Lou] L.C., you remember City Council Chairman Sims?

- Of course, I remember the Councilman.

How you doing, Ron?

- Good, not as good as you, L.C.

- This beautiful lady right here

is his Chief of Staff, Miss Lois Duran.

- Hi. - Hello.

- Please, have a seat.

So, Ron, I'm curious.

Why the unexpected visit?

You're not up for reelection already, are you?

- No, but I'm thinking about something bigger this time.

And I'm gonna need your help.

- So, why the long face?

We've always supported you.

- This is a little different.

[Ron chuckles]

I'm running for Mayor.

- Well, you do know that Mayor Washington

is a good friend of mine.

Hell, she's a good friend of yours.

- Yeah, she is.

But, all due respect, Mayor Washington is on her way out.

She's done.

- I don't know about that, Ron, people love her.

- Mr. Duncan, if I may be frank.

Minorities love her, low income people love her,

but the middle class and the real money people hate her.

- You have to admit, the quality of life

in this city has deteriorated

and she hasn't done a darn thing about it.

In fact, her own people are lining up against her, L.C.

- Well, maybe you're seeing something I'm not.

- Maybe I am.

I hope I have your support on this

because she's not gonna win.

- I'll tell you what, Ron.

You beat her in the primaries, I'm your man.

But until then, the Duncans are backing the Mayor.

Always good seeing you, Ron.

- Okay.

- But, if you'll excuse me, I've got a business to run.

- Thank you for your time.

Talk to you soon.

- [Lou] I'll show you out.

[soft melodramatic music]

- Hi, Auntie Paris!

- Hi, Mariah!

Hi!

- Come on, baby, not too long.

You might catch something.

[Chippy clears throat]

- Have you lost your mind?

Drugs, the boy had drugs on him.

- I didn't have any drugs on me!

- It's never your fault, is it?

But we both know better, don't we?

This party's very important to your father,

you will not ruin it.

You understand me? - Yes, ma'am.

- Good, now go take a shower.

I've got Bernard shutting down the salon just for us

and you would want to be ready when I walk out that door.

- Somebody needs to remind that smug bastard of his place.

- Yeah, I agree.

- Make the call.

Let's see how Mr. L.C. likes it

when the heat is turned up on his ass!

Right?

- I see you made bail.

- Yeah, my mom put up her house.

- Mothers and their sons.

There's nothing a mother wouldn't do

for her son, you gotta love it.

- Yeah, that's true.

- I guess you could say the same thing

about brothers and their sisters.

Didn't I tell your punk ass to stay away from my sister?

- Look man, I keep trying to avoid Paris,

but she keep coming for me.

- [Orlando] Oh, she keep coming for you, huh?

[splashing]

[thudding] [yelling]

- I told you to stay the hell away from my sister!

[laughs]

[thudding]

- That's for messing up my jacket.

- What did they do wrong?

- [Nevada] Uncle Junior shouldn't have

a baseball bat.

- You're lucky my old man ain't here,

because he would have killed you.

- There were at least 23 ways you could have taken down

a subject just as effectively, if not more.

[camera clicking]

- But I need this to be bottomless.

- I got you.

- How you liking the party?

- Oh, I'm loving it and I'm loving this!

- Thank you, I'm loving that.

- I like the green.

- You feelin' it?

It's the money, a little money green.

- Yeah, this is cute.

- It is, isn't it? - Mm-hmm.

- Oh, damn!

Three o'clock and hot.

- Yeah, but I don't think he plays

for your team, baby brother.

- á*áá*áá*, we're twins.

- I came out first.

- That right there, I've been know to recruit.

- Well, I'm introducing myself.

[glasses clinking]

Hi.

- [Both] Cheers.

[clapping]

- Hey, Sal, it's good to see you.

- Hey, you alright?

- Yeah. [laughs]

- You look good, I like that.

- You having a good time?

- Yeah. - Alright, alright, enjoy it.

- Catch you later. - Alright.

- Excuse me.

Having a good time?

- Yeah.

- What are you up to?

[Paris sighing]

á*áá* damn attitude.

[mouthing] Call me.

Good to see you! - I'm waiting for

the announcement.

I want the announcement!

- Listen, I don't have all the details,

but that's what I've been told.

Ladies. - We're good to go.

- Good to see you. - Got it?

- We've got you covered.

- Alright, I'm gonna join my wife.

[microphone squeaking]

- Hello, hello, excuse me.

Thank you, everyone.

I wanna thank each and every one of you

for coming out today to help us celebrate

the grand opening of the new Duncan Motors headquarters.

[audience clapping]

And maybe even more importantly, our 35th anniversary.

[audience clapping]

When I started this business 35 years ago with my brother,

Lou, we had a couple of used cars and a dream.

A dream that my incredibly beautiful wife,

Chippy, supported me in.

Chippy, sweetheart, come on up here.

[audience clapping]

Oh.

[smooching]

Couldn't have done it without you.

- Thank you, baby.

[laughs]

- Of course, she knows that. - Yes.

- I'd also like to call to the stage

the people who make this journey worth

every single step of the way;

my children and my grandson, Nevada.

Nevada, get up here!

[audience clapping]

Now, there's one other person

who I would like to acknowledge.

As many of you know, we have a new distribution deal

in place and the person we have to thank

for it is my son-in-law, Harris Grant.

Harris, come on up here!

[audience clapping]

Son, you're a real asset to this company

and a great son-in-law.

- Thank you.

- You know, after many nights of soul-searching,

prayer and consulting with my wife and brother,

I've reached an important decision.

It's finally time for me to turn over the reins

of leadership to a new generation.

And so, today, I'm announcing, reluctantly, my retirement.

[crowd mumbling]

You know, we have a bright future

ahead of us here at Duncan Motors.

So, today, we're also appointing a new leader.

So, ladies and gentlemen, please allow me

to introduce to you the new CEO of Duncan Motors,

my son, Orlando Duncan.

Congratulations, son!

[audience cheering]

- You could have told me, Pop.

- And miss the surprised look on your face?

Not a chance.

Here.

[melodramatic music]

- This comes as a great surprise.

And, as you can imagine, I don't have a speech prepared,

but I want to thank each and every one of you

for being here and celebrating with us.

This is going to be an amazing year!

Now there's a lot of food and drink and music.

So please continue enjoying the celebration with us.

Thank you.

[audience clapping and cheering]

[camera clicking] [dramatic music]

- [L.C.] Sal Dash.

- My man!

- Glad you could make it.

- God bless you.

- [L.C.] God bless you, too.

- I'm gonna miss you.

- Leaving things in good hands.

- You are? - Yeah.

- [Sal] God bless you both.

- [Chippy] God bless you, Sal.

- Enjoy yourself tonight.

- Thank you.

- Sal Dash, good to see you.

- Meet me at the house, alright?

- Alright, I'll be there.

[tense music]

- You look amazing.

- Thank you, honey.

- Excuse me, Mr. Duncan?

I know you're busy, but

is there a place we can talk privately?

- Do I know you, young man?

- My name's Miguel.

I represent Alejandro Zuniga.

- Excuse me?

- Young man, um, the Duncan family is not interested

in doing any business with Alejandro Zuniga.

- I've come a long way.

- I don't give a rat's ass how far

you've come, or what you're offering.

I'm not doing business with Alejandro.

Now, if you'll excuse us, someone will show you out.

Junior?

- You haven't even--

- I think it's time for you to leave.

- Oh boy, I can't believe this.

- I cannot believe this.

- So freaking embarrassing.

I can't believe this shit!

Did you know this was gonna happen?

- No, I didn't, but I'm sure that Daddy has his reasons.

- Yeah, and they were all to screw me over.

I'm the one he calls all hours of the night!

It certainly isn't that slacker-á*áá*, pretty boy Orlando.

- Listen, look, I understand how you feel.

But, you know, sometimes things--

- Baby, baby, look, I don't wanna hear

all of this touchy-feely crap!

Okay?

I mean, I bust my á*áá* for your father and for what?

I mean, what contracts have Orlando worked on?

What deals have he done?

Nothing!

I mean, he's got a degree in Chemistry, for crying out loud!

It's a bunch of bull-- [cell phone ringing]

- Who was that?

- Nobody.

- It's not nobody, Harris!

Who's calling you at this time of night?

- I said nobody, alright?

If I said nobody, then it's nobody!

- Well, I'm sure nobody-- [slapping]

- Didn't I tell you about that, huh?

I told you about grabbing my damn phone!

See what you made me do?

Man, all ya'll are damn crazy!

- You know, Rio, that job belongs to Vegas.

- Yeah, if Vegas was around.

But he ain't here, so, you know

Pop's gonna go for his second choice.

- First of all, you're Mom's first choice.

- You're right.

- Don't get jealous.

Dad loves you, he just á*áá*áing sucks at showing it.

- Do you even think he realizes how much time

it took to organize that party tonight?

Not even a damn pat on the back!

- You need a shot.

[cork popping]

[sniffing]

Rio!

Yo, what the á*áá*á are you doing?

Don't do that á*áá*á.

Especially in front of Nevada.

- Oh, á*áá*á, my bad.

I didn't even know he was over there.

Sorry, Nevada!

- It's okay.

Kids do worse drugs than that all the time at my school.

- [Rio] Yeah, Paris!

- However, you should take into consideration

that 75% of people who use cocaine move on

to heroin and methamphetamines.

I would hate to have to attend

an intervention on your behalf.

- [Paris] Yeah, Rio.

- Besides, Uncle Rio, there's one thing

way scarier than being addicted to drugs.

- There is? - There is?

- Yeah!

Grandpa.

- Ooh, he right.

- Well, since you put it that way, I'll chill.

- Cheers.

[glasses clinking]

[doorbell ringing]

- Excuse me, are you Mr. Orlando?

- What's your name?

- Ruby, I'm Ruby, Mr. Orlando.

- My name isn't Mr. Orlando.

- Oh, I'm sorry, I was told--

- It's just Orlando, no Mr. required.

- Yes, Mr. Orlando.

I mean, I'm so sorry.

- Or you can call me Mr. Orlando, if you like.

You're not here to memorize my name.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Slow down, there's no rush.

Would you like something to drink?

- Sure.

- Please, have a seat.

[sultry music]

[camera clicking]

- [Lee] Mr. Duncan!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, don't shoot, don't shoot!

- Lee, what the hell you doing here?

I could have shot you.

- I didn't want to bother you

during your party, but I got news.

- News?

What kind of news?

Is there a problem?

Because I got customers waiting, trucks on hold.

That shipment had better be on time.

- The delivery's not gonna come.

- What?

[ominous music]

- My employers have cut your orders.

- They can't do that!

- They already did.

I'm just the messenger.

- How about I send a message

by putting two bullets in your head?

- You could, but my employers are not gonna like that.

- I risked everything to break away from Detroit

and now you're telling me my business

is not good enough for you people?

- Look, friend, I didn't know this was gonna happen.

- Don't give me that, 'my friend' bullá*áá*á!

What's going on?

Because I think you're forgetting,

I didn't come to your father 10 years ago, he came to me!

- I know, I know, I know.

And now I'm coming to you.

But there's somebody out there that's buying

a lot of influence to push you out.

- Who are they?

[stammering]

- I just don't know!

If I were you I would watch my back.

[laughing]

- You are beautiful.

- Thank you.

But I'm sure you say that kind of thing to all the girls.

- Not all of them.

But I'm not talking about them,

I'm talking about you because you're

the only girl with me right now.

[soft music]

- [Junior] I'm coming!

- I know you are.

[Chippy laughs]

You want some salad?

- [L.C.] Orlando, Junior, Chippy!

- L.C., we're in the kitchen, honey!

What's going on, what's wrong?

- Where's Orlando?

- I haven't seen him, Pop.

- Go find him, now!

Get Lou over here, too.

Go wake up Harris.

- L.C., what's going on?

- We're at war, Chippy!

We're at goddamn war!

[dramatic music]

[water spraying]

[cell phone buzzing]

- Chamomile with a little brandy.

Calm the nerves.

- Yeah, thanks.

Someone's pulling a lot of strings

to put us out of business.

- Mm-hmm.

- I don't know if we can fill our orders.

- Well, one thing you haven't considered,

that young boy we saw today.

- I don't trust the man that boy represents.

- Neither do I.

But I don't think we have a choice.

[L.C. sighing]

- Hey, Sal, a little light, baby!

Sal?

You gotta try to relax, man.

- [Sal] I'm concerned about that kid taking over.

- I'm telling you, Orlando's gonna do a great job.

- Yeah, I don't about that.

The kid is green, you know.

I just tripled my order.

I got money riding on this!

- Sal, trust me, you're not gonna lose any money.

- Even if Harris was in charge.

- Sal, listen to me.

- What?

- Harris is a á*áá*áá*!

He ain't got the balls for this job, man.

á*áá*áá*áá* it, Sal, I never seen anyone talk so negative

when you got all these beautiful women around.

- Do you understand that all I do is screw?

I gotta think about business.

And if this fails, what do I do?

I gotta blame you.

[horn honking]

- Hey. - Hmm?

- I think that's your ride.

- Please tell them to go away.

I want to stay.

- As much as I wish you could, you can't.

My life is complicated enough as it is

and women only seem to complicate it even more.

Which is why I only choose

to spend one night with them, no more.

[horn honking]

Hey.

If it makes any difference to you,

I had an amazing time.

[tender music]

- Just not good enough to see me again?

I'm sorry, it's just that for a moment there

I forgot that you were paying me to do this.

- Okay, my dear.

I'll tell you, after what happened with that L.C. Duncan,

he better not disappoint me.

Mr. Lee.

- Ah, Mr. Sims, good to see you!

- Always.

- This is to show our gratitude

for all you've done for our business.

- Wow.

- And a little for the campaign, huh?

- Oh, hey.

[Lee laughs]

I look forward to continuing our endeavors

and you won't regret this.

And when we win, and we will win, you know.

[men laughing]

Right?

- Mayor Sims! - Mr. Mayor.

- Mr. Mayor! - Mr. Mayor.

- No, no, don't jinx me.

Talk to you soon. - Alright.

- Okay. - Thank you.

[women chattering]

- He was fine.

Go take a break.

Can I help you?

- How you doing?

I'm here to see L.C. Duncan.

- And your name is?

- Miguel.

I have an 11 o'clock.

- And the hotel room number you can be reached at?

- You're the girl from the party last night.

- Paris.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

- You must be Miguel.

- Yes, sir.

- [Lou] I'm Lou.

- Nice to meet you.

- Walk with me.

- Now, are you sure you can deliver

200 units by the end of next week?

- Yes, sir, you have my word.

- Great, maybe now I'll get Sal off my ass.

- Just draw up the papers,

I'll fly them personally to L.A. tonight.

- Good.

- You'll have them this evening.

[clattering]

- Recognize anything?

- Ah, yes, that's Alejandro's prize show car.

- Correction, that's my car.

Your boss stole it from me 10 years ago.

- He has always boasted of winning it in a poker game.

- A crooked poker game!

- Look, sir, I'm in no position

to argue the facts of that transaction.

- You want him to draw up a contract?

Then you tell Alejandro any deal we make has

to include the return of what is rightfully mine!

- But, sir, he loves that car.

He will not give up possession of his car.

- Hey, sorry I'm late.

Sorry, I didn't know we had company.

- Those are my terms.

I suggest you consult with your boss.

I'm sure he didn't send your ass all the way out here

to have you come home with your á*áá*á in your hand.

[men laughing]

Junior, take Miguel someplace so

he can make his call in private.

- You got it, Pop.

Follow me, let's go.

- Boy, how in the hell you expect to run this company

if no one can reach you in a crisis?

- Crisis?

- Did I stutter?

- Look, Harris, let's roll out, let these two talk.

Alright, let's go.

- Look, Pop, I'm sorry!

But what the hell is going on?

- Let's just say in order to save this company

I had to strike a deal with the devil.

[somber music]

- Dad, you good?

- Yeah.

- Excuse me, Mr. Duncan.

The terms have been accepted.

All settled.

- [Alejandro] You did well Miguel.

- You were right about the roadster.

- Men like L.C. Duncan are predictable.

Makes for a terrible poker player.

- [laughs] Yeah!

- The timing of all this strike you as funny?

- Yeah, real funny.

Alejandro showing up out of the blue

offering to supply us on the same day

our regular supplier cuts us off.

Don't feel right to me.

- Do me a favor.

Have our boys keep an eye on this Miguel

until we get our product.

You can't trust anyone, least of all, Alejandro.

- Alright, gotcha.

- Junior, man, I can't believe

you got me out here butt crack of dawn!

Okay.

Alright, I got you man, I'm on it.

Alright.

[suspenseful music]

Let's get us a roadster today.

- So, the little girl had this ice cream and it was so good!

She was eating it, but there was this big tiger.

He was going by and he saw that ice cream,

he wanted some of that ice cream.

And so he jumped out and he said, "Rawr!"

Well, the little girl got her grandpa's gun

and she shot the tiger.

The tiger said, "Why'd you shoot me?"

She said, "Because you were gonna steal

my ice cream and you were gonna eat me."

- Excuse me, Grandpa, you have a visitor.

Come on, Mariah, let's leave Grandpa alone

so he can handle his business.

- [Mariah] I wanna stay with Grandpa.

[L.C. chuckles]

- I'll tell you what, you run along with your cousin, okay?

But I got some business I have to

take care of with this gentleman.

But when I am done, we gonna go and get some ice cream!

[roaring] [laughing]

- [Miguel] You have a lovely family.

- They mean the world to me.

So, where are we on things?

- The wire transfer was received.

The shipment's on the way.

- And the car?

- You'll have your car in a few days.

- That's excellent news.

- I brought a little something.

- Ah!

- Let us smoke to a profitable business arrangement.

- I like the sound of that.

How long have you worked for Alejandro, Miguel?

- It seems like I've worked for him my entire life.

- [L.C.] You trust him?

- It's not important if I trust him.

What's important is that he trusts me.

- No, what's important is that I don't trust either of you.

- Then I must earn your trust.

[dramatic music]

- Miguel, walk with me.

There's something I want you to see.

[splashing]

- This is just so gorgeous.

I still can't believe you brought me here.

I thought you never see the same girl twice.

- Well, my mother told me I should

never live my life with regrets.

- What do you regret?

- I regret not seeing you sooner.

- It's just so beautiful.

All the trees remind me of Jamaica.

- I was hoping you'd like it.

- I love it.

- And I hope that it makes you happy.

- You make me happy.

[L.C. chuckles]

- You show good taste.

Why don't you get inside, feel how the leather hugs you?

- You're kidding me, right?

- Get in.

I promise you've never experienced anything like it.

- Alright.

- She looks good on you.

How would you like to own this baby?

- You're not serious, right?

This is one expensive piece of machinery.

- I've never been more serious in my life.

If our business arrangement proves lucrative

in six months the car is yours.

[tense music]

That is, as long as you stay the hell away from my daughter!

If you touch her, if you so much

as look at her the way you looked at her today,

I'll pull your lungs out through your nostrils.

Does any of this bear repeating?

- No.

[suspenseful music]

- Yeah, man.

Yeah, I'm looking at him right now.

He's pulling up.

[television chattering]

[knocking]

- Paris, what are you doing here?

- I expected more from you.

I don't know, I feel like you're more

of a Four Seasons kind of guy.

- I have an early flight tomorrow, it was convenient.

If your father--

- If my father only knew what?

Miguel, what my father doesn't know won't hurt him.

Or you.

We're both two adults, right?

- You're playing with fire.

- I like fire.

- I don't think that logic will get past your father.

- I feel like we're talking two different languages.

Because what I don't understand is why are you still talking

when you, you should be doing this.

[Miguel exhaling]

Down.

[moaning]

[suspenseful music]

- Sir, where are you heading today?

- New York, making a drop off in New York.

- Could you exit the vehicle, please?

I need to make you aware of something.

Your tarpaulin is loose.

I'm afraid it's gonna blow back and hit some motorists.

- I'll check it and see what's up with it.

- No, it's the other one.

- Everything seems pretty tight to me, man.

[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

[door banging]

- [Paris] What the hell?

- Don't even think about it!

- Do you know who the á*áá*á I am?

- I know exactly who you are, Paris!

Get dressed!

- What about me? - You á*áá*áed up.

[thudding]