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- Previously on "Sacrifice"...

- You said you'd have dinner with me.

- I'm sure I stipulated it was a business dinner.

- Now, food is my one last addiction.

- I'll be swamped in front of a stack of contracts tonight.

- But you still gotta eat. I'll bring dinner here.

- Why are you following me?

- I'm your Uncle Sly.

- Model for me. - I don't model.

You told me if I do this, you'll hook me up.

- You're hooked up now.

- Do you remember anything from the shooting?

- There was a scent. - An odor?

- Like something I've smelled before.

- Hey, everyone. This is Ellis Shaw.

- Her grandfather.

- Seeing you two together makes me so happy.

- [grunts] - Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God. - Grandpa!

- Hold on.

- Grandma was the sole beneficiary.

- And since she's deceased, it leaves you and the company

open to a number of claims.

- I'm late on that loan. - How much do you owe?

What I really need to find out

is what he used for collateral to secure that loan.

- I'm on it.

- Your grandfather's already delinquent on the loan.

If he doesn't pay the loan, like I suspect,

that catalogue is as good as mine.

- I vote for Daniella to be on the board.

- I vote for her to be on the board too.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Jab. Slide your feet.

Come on, punch. Hook.

Balance. Combo.

- And the ordinarily ultra-shy and reclusive Jameson

had this to say about the going-ons

in her personal life.

- I never say what I'm saying in public.

That's how pissed I am. I'm pissed at my label.

I'm pissed at my manager, who is my husband.

You know what I'm saying? I'm just so frustrated.

I think they call this wanting a new team.

- All right, come on, let's get back to it.

Jab, combo.

Hook. Hook.

Scared of you. - So is most of Hollywood.

Still here Tuesday mornings like clockwork, I see.

- Why are you here, Bev?

Last I remember, you start your day

with a namaste and a downward facing dog.

- I came to warn you.

- About what? - Misty.

She shot and killed Larry Stillwell.

- You don't know that. - And she shot me.

- Come on. - Ballistics proves it.

We ID'd her car leaving the Criterion Record's garage

near the time of Larry's death.

- That's circumstantial. - Listen to me, Daniella.

- You listen to you.

Why do you believe Misty shot you?

- I'm lying on my back in my office, shot,

and you know what I smell?

Alyansa's Onyx and Ice, Misty's signature scent.

- Beverly, do you know how many women

wear Onyx and Ice?

- I know it was her.

Misty wants revenge on everybody she blames

for Isis's death.

Since you were the one that introduced her to Larry--

- Are you just here to punish me?

- I'm here to help her.

But I need to find her.

Do you have any idea where she is?

- She used to enjoy that weekend house of hers

out in Palm Springs.

- She hasn't been there in weeks.

- She's close with her cousins up north in Berkeley.

- We're following up on that as well.

- I really can't think of anyplace else.

- Give me a call if you hear from her.

- I'll definitely do that.

♪ ♪

I'm gonna take a quick shower.

Then we're gonna ride out to Topanga.

- I'll bring the car around.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- All right. This is the house.

Let's hope she's here.

She used to leave the door unlocked.

I'll go up.

- I'm gonna go check the garage, all right?

- Okay, meet me up there.

♪ ♪

Misty?

♪ ♪

[knocking]

Misty?

Misty?

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

- What are you doing here, Daniella?

- Looking for you. I thought we could talk.

What do you think?

- I think you never thought about me or Isis.

♪ ♪

You took away my entire life.

- Misty.

- Isis was just a child

when you introduced her to that monster!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! - Daniella!

[gunshots]

- No! - [grunts]

♪ ♪

[upbeat music]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Funny, isn't it,

the way we take the simplest pleasures for granted?

- You know...

I always had a dream of building

my own sailboat... - Mm.

- Sailing through the Panama Canal,

checking out all the islands in the Caribbean.

- [chuckles] That sounds like a great idea.

- Oh, there's one more part of my dream.

- Mm. - Someone by my side.

[tender music]

Sail away with me, Gabriella.

- You've been through a lot. You deserve to be happy.

Maybe going away is exactly what you need,

but I can't go with you.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

- Yeah.

- Thanks, darling.

You make an old man's day

with that gorgeous, gorgeous smile.

[laughs]

- Still got a way with the ladies, Grandpa.

I thought you were sick.

- This is the best I've felt since the surgery last week.

- Mm.

Feeling good enough to talk some math?

- Well, if the sum is positive and not negative.

- Let me tell you about this K-pop group

I signed to my label back in New York.

I did a top-to-bottom rebrand,

then turned around and set up a production deal with Sony.

- Sony? That's a tough bunch.

What'd you get for yourself, a point and a half?

- 2 1/2 points. - [chuckles]

- But the points are beside the point.

The rebranding I did for them

is exactly what I have in mind for Blackgammon.

- Blackgammon brand speaks for itself.

- Yes, yes, it does, but Blackgammon's

current business model is outdated.

- Outdated?

- I have an entire portfolio of projections

of how the company should be run

if you let me give it a second life.

- You make it sound like the brand is in rigor mortis.

- You've been killing the company

with rich-pay packages for 20 years, Grandpa.

I'd get rid of your creative staff,

90% of senior management,

and I'd slash the average severance package

before they made it to the parking lot.

- You're talking about restructuring

the entire executive suite.

- I'm talking about rebranding the entire label

for millennials and Gen Z-ers. That should be your market.

Look, give me a shot. You've got nothing to lose.

But my play only works

if I have total control of the label,

except for you.

What do you think?

♪ ♪

- I think...

♪ ♪

You're an exceptionally shrewd young man.

♪ ♪

- Are you sure you're okay?

It's not every day somebody tries to kill you.

- It's not every day someone kills your daughter.

I just wish I could talk to Misty.

- Someone needs to talk to the DA's asshole boyfriend.

I know that. - You mean Detective Ade?

What happened?

- Brought us down to the police station.

Kept trying to make it like we were breaking and entering.

That's why we got shot at.

- I'm gonna to talk to Beverly about his attitude.

But for now, have anyone of you

seen Jameson's IG post from this morning?

- After what she said about wanting a new team,

everybody in town is gonna be trying to land her as a client.

- Which means we need to be smarter than everybody else.

- I'll call everyone we know with ties to Jameson.

I'll say I'm updating your address book

just to put your name in the front of their minds.

- Smart.

- And I'll post pics of you with celebs

at the Grammys, Oscars, Globes.

You'll pop on all the major platforms.

- Great, but most important,

find out what she's truly passionate about.

- Already got it.

She hides her name, but she supports

the Girl's High School Scholarship Foundation

big time. - Good job, Somwon.

Write that foundation a check for $50,000.

- You serious?

- Daniella, maybe you should let the firm do that.

- I don't wanna ask permission. - Then make it for 25.

- It's gotta be enough to make her stop and say,

"Whoa, who sent that?"

Tamika, wire the money from my private account.

- On it, boss.

[soft knock]

- A word?

- [mouthing words]

Beverly.

- Why did you lie to me

about not knowing Misty's whereabouts?

- I didn't lie to you.

I just remembered after you left

that she likes this little cabin to hole up in.

- And it never dawned on you

that you should've let me in on that fact?

- I thought if I went on my own,

I stood a better chance of her talking to me instead of you.

- Is that right? - Yeah.

Misty and I have always been close.

I thought I could get her to come in peacefully.

- Don't act like you're the only one concerned

about Misty, Daniella. - You're not acting like it.

- I am overseeing this investigation

to make sure Misty's case is handled properly.

- Okay, fine.

I'll call you if I hear from her.

- Thank you.

- By the way, I wish I could say

it was a pleasure talking with your boyfriend earlier.

Detective Ade, he's a real charmer.

- I've told you before

Detective Ade is not my boyfriend.

- Guess I was mistaken.

- Wouldn't be the first time.

- My bad.

I mean, if you, the DA,

were dating a subordinate,

it would be considered a conflict of interest,

and you couldn't be trusted to do your job effectively.

Not to mention, it's messy AF.

- And messy is something you know quite a bit about.

- There's some truth to that.

But I certainly don't sleep with my subordinates.

I guess we're just different that way.

♪ ♪

I'm so happy to see you. - I know.

So I brought over some knickknacks of Grandma's.

Uncle Sly thought you should have them.

- Why didn't he bring them himself?

- Ugh, who knows?

Uncle Sly has some strange ways.

- Mm, let's see what you have here, Uncle Sly.

Aww. - Oh.

Aww. - Oh, my goodness.

I remember this dress.

- Oh, so cute.

[tender music]

- Okay. What's this?

Aww, Mom.

- Aunty is so beautiful.

- Yeah, she was, wasn't she?

- Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

Oh.

[both laughing]

Look at us. - We were so young.

Wait, wasn't this at the house in Lake Tahoe?

- Mm-hmm.

We were one of the few Black families up there.

Everyone knew when the Shaws were on the lake.

- I bet. - [chuckles]

Oh, my God.

♪ ♪

You okay?

- [sighs] Yeah.

I just--I've never seen these photos before.

- Hey, Ruby. What's in the box?

- Just some stuff Uncle Sly wanted me to bring over.

I've gotta box up some canvases for Thursday night's show,

so I will see you both later, okay?

- See you later.

I guess back in the day, you and Uncle Sly

were quite the thing.

- It was a long time ago, Daniella.

- This is a picture of a family, Tía.

- There was a request in your mother's will.

If anything happened to her, she wanted me and Sly

to take care of you.

We became lovers after we started

raising you together. - But why hide this from me?

- Two years after this photo was taken,

Sly was sent to prison.

He didn't want anybody to see him like a caged animal.

I tried to see him, and he refused.

- These pictures are important.

- I'm seeing these photos

for the first time just like you.

- Bullshit!

You're not only in these photos.

you're living some la vida loca

I know nothing about. - I didn't take these pictures.

I'm not part of the Shaw family.

They are not part of the world I created for you.

- But you're my gatekeeper, Tía.

- Daniella.

- I don't know why I have fragments

of being a little girl trapped in the backseat of their car.

Fragments nobody seems to want me to remember.

And this business card?

Why did Uncle Sly put this Stuckey Building business card

in my box of memories?

- That was an old building that was torn down years ago.

Sly always admired it.

[soft dramatic music]

I'll give it back to him.

♪ ♪

- You do that.

- So this will be--

- Chauncey, what the hell's going on?

- We'll finish this up later, Adam.

Hey, Ma, what's up? - You tell me.

I see people who've been here 30 years

leaving with their personal things in boxes.

Did your grandfather sell the company?

- No, he just finally woke up. - Speak English, son.

- I shared a few of my ideas for turning the label around,

and Grandpa made me acting COO.

- He what?

Chauncey, you don't know a damn thing

about running this company. - I know more than you think.

And I learned a lot of it from watching you.

And don't worry, just about everyone you know

is getting a healthy severance package.

- We'll see how long this bullshit lasts.

I'm going to my office and calling Daddy right now.

- Mom, you don't have an office anymore.

Your stuff's been sent home.

The new director's already moved in.

I'm sorry, Mom, but you're fired.

- You're firing me? Who do you think you are?

You ungrateful little--

- No more of your shit, Ma.

Now, you're still on the board,

but if you ever attempt to slap me again,

I'll see to it that you lose your pension

and all your stock options.

Isn't that how you taught me?

♪ ♪

[phone rings]

- Hey, cuz.

- I'm calling with some crazy shit.

- What's wrong?

- Chauncey just fired Mom from Blackgammon,

with Grandpa's blessing no less.

Can you imagine firing your own mother?

Who does that?

- Chauncey, I guess. I'll look into it ASAP.

- Thank you.

- Somwon...

I wanna know anything

and everything there is to know about Chauncey Winchester.

- Yes, ma'am. - Thank you.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[line trilling]

- You've reached Misty Cross.

Please leave a message after the beep.

- Please call me. I wanna help you.

Okay.

[phone ringing]

Hey, you. - Hey, beautiful.

- Thank you so much for my gift.

- You're absolutely welcome.

You know, Joseph Eze is a is an amazing artist,

and I thought an amazing woman should have that piece.

- Thank you. It's breathtaking.

- You know, I have a show in my art gallery tomorrow.

I'd love for you to be there.

Your cousin Ruby is exhibiting.

- I know.

I'm thinking you planned it that way just so I attend.

- If seeing your cousin's work is a way

for me to see you, then it's a win-win for me.

- A win-win? That's right.

You're a terrible loser, aren't you?

- I am. See you tomorrow.

- [chuckles] Bye.

[knock on door]

I love it when you get that look on your face.

What do you have?

- Boss, I didn't have to go far

to get dirt on your cousin Chauncey.

These are the Blackgammon loan docs with RCT Equity.

- Okay. - Okay.

Here's a distribution list of addresses

where loan compliance letters were sent.

- So the creditor knows that the loan is being paid?

- Mm-hmm, it says here

333 Varick Street, New York has been receiving copies

of all the loan paperwork from its inception,

and guess whose "GQ" subscription

is also being delivered there.

- Don't tell me. My cousin Chauncey.

- Yep, he's a principal on the loan

that was gonna default if you hadn't gotten in the mix.

- [scoffs]

That little punk is trying to steal

our grandfather's label.

- I also found the connection to Ronnie Chase at RCT Equity.

Ronnie and Chauncey went to Wharton together

and are members of the same Theta Psi Beta fraternity.

- Ugh.

- Hey, boss, you have a visitor.

- I hope you don't mind me dropping in on you like this.

I just had to meet the woman

that made that incredible donation to my foundation.

- Jameson, please. It's wonderful to meet you.

- Likewise, Ms. Hernandez.

[hip-hop music]

- ♪ Me and you, we ain't the same type ♪

♪ ♪

- Joseph Eze is a fave.

- A client gave it to me as a gift.

- So was it a coincidence,

or did you just know I'd see that big-ass deposit you sent?

- I've gotta come clean. It was not a coincidence.

- I guess I gotta come clean too.

I saw what you did to support Xtra.

- I try to support all my sisters.

- And that's one reason I wanted to meet with you.

[phone rings]

Ugh, God, I gotta bounce, but I have a matter

I need to discuss with you. It would take some time.

- Can you give me a hint? - God, I love this painting.

Who is your art dealer?

- Jazzico. - Jazzico?

That's my boy.

I recorded a duet with him two years ago.

- He's having an opening at his gallery tomorrow night.

You should come.

We could continue our conversation.

- I'm booked tomorrow. - Another time.

- We'll talk again soon. It was a pleasure.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Let's go, we don't need no favors ♪

♪ It's me and my girls, and we're walking ♪

♪ Like we're famous, huh? ♪

- Stuckey Building? You're unbelievable.

You're throwing rocks and hiding your hand,

and I don't like it.

- Calm down, Gabriella.

- You still don't get it, do you, Sly?

You and your half-assed honesty puts me in a bad position.

- And how you figure that?

- You're telling Daniella a little piece

of the truth here and there

when she wants to know everything.

And why show her all these pictures?

- I just thought the girl needed to know

some of the truth about the Shaw side of her family.

- I have nothing to do with that.

I'm not a Shaw.

- But you could've been! - Oh, here we go.

- It's true!

I wanted to make you my wife before I got locked up.

- Why would I ever wanna be part of the Shaw family

after all the shit that I've seen over the years?

The best thing we ever did

was get Daniella away from your family.

- That was real harsh, Gabriella.

- The truth hurts,

and that's exactly why I don't wanna be the one

to tell Daniella the whole story.

- Daniella deserves to hear the truth,

and it should come from us.

- But I don't know the whole truth.

- I was looking through my father's old files,

and I found this organization

that he was involved with 30 years ago.

He was into some financials with them that he never wanted

to talk about.

So after all these years,

I swore I would find out who they were.

So I dialed the number, and, damn it,

somebody did answer,

and then they hung up real fast.

I called a little later, and it was disconnected.

Sounds like some spy shit, doesn't it?

- Sly, whatever you're doing, stop.

- I wish I could stop.

I just feel like I let you down all these years.

[dramatic music]

And the least I can do is get some answers.

♪ ♪

- You know you're irritating, right?

- I work with District Attorney Rucker.

- I know who you are. What do you want?

- Beverly is worried your boss

isn't taking necessary safety precautions.

- She's got Miguel.

- I heard it was a close call at the cabin, even with Miguel.

She must have been pretty shaken up.

- You wanna know the truth?

I was more shaken up than she was.

- Well, I see you've got the perfect antidote

to calm your nerves.

That is a superb single malt whiskey.

- It was a gift for Daniella,

but since she doesn't drink, she gave it to me.

- Well, single malts are right up my alley.

If you need any help opening that,

feel free to give me a call.

- Tell your boss to stop worrying about Daniella.

She's a big girl.

She knows how to take care of herself.

- I'll pass it on.

- Mm-hmm.

- Combo, jab, gloves up.

Block. Whoa, girl, good miss.

- Thanks.

- Your message said we were gonna discuss

a plan of action Grandpa wants us to come up with.

- I thought we'd work and play. - Okay, so what's up?

- You remember when I used to slap you around

when you were little?

I thought we'd have some fun. - I'm not little anymore.

- Regina, get him some gloves. - No, thanks.

- You're scared?

- I'm actually worried that I'll hurt you.

- Then put the fucking gloves on.

- Oh, it's like that, huh?

- Yeah, it's just like that. Chauncey-wauncy.

[hip-hop music]

♪ ♪

- All right. Push in.

Good? - Yeah.

- Thank you, Regina.

You want head gear? - Head gear?

What for? You're never gonna get a hit.

Oh, uh, okay, all right. You got skills.

What are you trying to get from this?

- A working relationship.

You should be more careful where your mail goes, Chauncey.

- My mail gets delivered just fine.

- Oh, really?

I just read compliance documents

from RCT Equity,

addressed to your New York City residence

regarding Blackgammon.

- Ah! All right, all right.

Let's--let's--let's stop and talk.

- Keep your hands up, kid. She will hurt you.

- You're trying to steal our grandfather's label,

and it's going to stop! - Ah, oh!

- The only reason I won't tell everyone

is because the poor man's in a hospital bed.

I don't wanna upset the family.

- Family? Like you care.

Let's talk about the bullshit you used to get on the board.

Why don't you tell everyone

you want Blackgammon for yourself?

Look, I ain't old school. I will kick your ass.

You're lucky I ain't in the mood today.

You had your fun. I'm done.

- Punk ass.

♪ ♪

- [grunts] Ah, oh, ah!

- You're a snake, a smart snake.

But you need to know I'm smarter.

This is our working relationship from now on,

you looking up at me, me looking down at you.

- Are you ready, Daddy? Your driver's waiting outside.

- I'm sorry, Estelle.

I didn't think that Chauncey would fire you.

- Spare me the insincere apologies.

If you didn't sanction it, you can reinstate me.

- I thought we needed new blood.

This industry takes young men

and turns them into fossils in a blink of an eye.

- You put a 25-year-old child in charge, for heaven's sake.

He can't even keep a girlfriend.

- All Chauncey ever wanted to do is impress you.

He's far more capable than you give him credit for.

- You're using my son to shield you from blame.

- No, no, no. Layoffs made financial sense.

Chauncey is ruthless.

He'll never be blinded by emotions

the way I was with Lyla.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- So I'm being punished because of Lyla?

- No, no, I--no.

- Estelle was the one who was always there for you

when you were too drunk to walk

and hide your affairs from Mama!

And when she died and you were a mess,

I was the one who stepped up and ran things!

You were supposed to die and leave everything to me.

What a fool I was.

- I'm grateful for everything you've done for me.

- It's plain as day now. I can't win with you.

♪ ♪

I'll stay on the board,

but you can burn in hell, Daddy!

♪ ♪

- Ruby, I love the braids.

- Wait until you see what I'm wearing to the opening.

You're gonna love that too.

- I--I don't think I'll be able to make it.

- Are you serious?

- Unfortunately, until Misty is in custody,

I have to be careful.

- Damn, girl. It's like that?

- I think so.

But you and Somwon will have a great time

no matter who's there. - Somwon's not my man.

We're not going to the gallery together.

[phone chimes] - Wait, hold on.

[scoffs]

You're not gonna believe this.

I might be able to go after all.

- Yes, queen! I'll see you at the gallery.

- See you later.

[phone rings]

- Beverly Rucker.

- Hey, Bev. - Hey, what's up, Daniella?

- Any luck locating Misty?

- The automatic license plate reader cameras

spotted her car heading north on Interstate 5.

- So she's leaving the city? - Yeah.

I just heard she contacted those cousins

you mentioned up in Berkeley.

We've alerted the authorities there.

They expect to intercept her within the hour.

- I pray she gives herself up without a fight.

- Girl, me too.

- So I'm gonna go to this gallery opening later,

Gallery Jazzico.

Why don't you stop working for once?

Come through.

- If you're going out, Daniella, be careful.

- I will. Hope I see you later.

- Daniella just invited me to a gallery opening tonight.

- You should go.

You should also let me stalk you from the shadows.

- You wanna go as my stalker? - As your bodyguard.

We've been over it a hundred times.

You really shouldn't be back at work yet,

and as for Misty...

- I'm texting Jason to see if he wants to go with me.

He's an art lover. - And I'm not?

- Come on, Ray.

I'm following your advice by taking someone with me tonight.

We both know our relationship is a ticking time bomb.

- You certainly seemed to be enjoying

the little explosions yesterday.

- I enjoyed them very much.

We're great on the rare occasions

where we can be completely alone and intimate.

- And all the other occasions?

- We're both gonna end up losing our jobs,

and I don't want that to happen.

♪ ♪

- Just do me a favor.

Don't leave your house tonight without Jason.

- Okay.

- And make sure you're carrying your weapon.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Wow.

♪ ♪

I did not expect this.

♪ ♪

Amazing.

♪ ♪

- Daniella. - Jazzico.

- Hey, I'm so glad you could make it.

- Me too.

This is incredible, what you've created.

I'm so inspired.

- I love that you feel that.

♪ ♪

Hey, I want to-- I wanna show you

those artists' works that I told you about.

- Okay. Lead the way.

♪ ♪

- Oh, damn. She's already here.

- Go. I have people to say hi to.

- Hey, meet me back here in ten minutes.

- Maybe.

♪ ♪

- Jameson, you came.

- Hey.

- Hey, I got a favor to ask you.

- Okay. - Hi, guys.

- Hey, boss. - Hey, look at you.

- Boss, you look great. - Thank you.

- What up, Miguel?

- Did you see who was at the front door?

- Who? - Jameson.

- Oh, work it, girl.

- ♪ What you know what about what I do ♪

♪ ♪

- Hey. - Hi.

- Sorry for dipping out of your office yesterday.

- Please, I know you have a lot going on.

- I do.

But we definitely need to find some private time to talk.

I'm not happy with any of the suggestions

I've been getting for a minute,

and I feel like nobody is vibing with me.

- I'm sorry to hear that. - Hey.

- Jameson, this is my cousin Ruby.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Ruby, this is Jameson. - Hi, it's nice to meet you.

This is my girlfriend, Inga. - Hi, nice to meet you.

- Now, let me show you what I've created.

- Okay. - Whoo!

- ♪ What you know what about what I do ♪

♪ 'Cause I do it so great ♪

♪ ♪

- Wow. - What do you think?

- I love it.

- Thank you, man.

♪ ♪

- You have to see this. - What?

- I didn't know you and Ruby were like that.

- What are you talking about?

- ♪ Smoke up, take it to the head ♪

- Look.

- Oh, my God.

- I mean, I have to say--

- Shit.

This cannot be happening, man.

- There's my darlings.

♪ ♪

- Somwon, it's so nice to finally meet you.

Ruby has told me so much about you.

- I'm sure she has.

- You simply must join us later for a cocktail or three.

- Excuse us.

♪ ♪

- Love this.

- Ruby, what the fuck?

I told you not to paint that tattoo.

- Relax, it's abstract, and you look fabulous.

The public agrees.

- The public?

- Yeah, I posted the painting on my IG,

and everyone loves it.

- Jesus Christ, Ruby.

You gonna end up getting me killed.

No. - No--

[phone buzzing]

♪ ♪

- He's here.

♪ ♪

- Yeah, I've been really into these pieces

and this particular artist right here.

He makes these figurative paintings

incorporating symbols of folklore.

Look at them long enough,

you learn something about yourself.

♪ ♪

What do you see?

♪ ♪

- I see someone who needs to get back to his event.

I really don't date my clients. It's a policy.

- What would happen if I fired you?

- [chuckles]

Well, then...

you wouldn't be a client anymore.

♪ ♪

[knock on door]

- Jazzico, they're asking for you.

- Uh, thanks. One sec.

- [chuckles]

- Look, give it a minute

and then come.

- Okay.

- We don't wanna start any rumors.

- No, we don't want that.

- You didn't bring that bottle of scotch, by any chance?

- It's home.

I was actually thinking

I might need some advice on how to drink it.

- Well, tonight's your lucky night.

I happen to be extremely skilled in that area.

- You don't say?

♪ ♪

- [clears throat]

♪ ♪

- Quit your day job, join a Century City law firm.

They'll buy it for you as a signing bonus.

- When you put it that way, it doesn't sound that bad.

- I'm just saying.

- Ladies and gentlemen, a special treat.

Jazzico and Jameson

performing in the focus room.

- ♪ Let's go somewhere private ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You and I ♪

♪ ♪

♪ We don't need no interruptions, baby ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Tryna get to know you ♪

♪ Tryna get to know me ♪

- ♪ We talk about the future ♪

♪ ♪

♪ We can talk about the past ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Whatever makes you ♪

♪ Comfortable, my dear ♪

- Hey, I'm sorry.

I didn't even think about the position

I might be leaving you in.

Let me make it up to you.

[phone buzzing]

- What's up?

- Listen, CHP pulled over Misty's car,

but the lady driving it isn't Misty.

Misty told her to drive north for a couple hours

and she could keep the car.

Misty is still in LA, Bev.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Are you available? ♪

- ♪ Are you available? ♪

- It's over, bitch! - Misty, wait.

- Good-bye, sister. - No!

[gunshots]

[soft dramatic music]

- Can you believe that? - Is she dead?

- Misty! - Damn, did you see that?

- Somebody call the cops. - Is it over?

♪ ♪

- Let's get outta here.

- No! - Daniella, are you okay?

- [sobs] - It's okay.

♪ ♪

It's okay. - [sobbing]

♪ ♪

[upbeat music]

- ♪ Well, well, well, well ♪

♪ ♪

♪ This is the way I move ♪

♪ ♪

♪ That's why you think I'm bulletproof ♪

♪ Or is it in my cool ♪

♪ You think I put a spell on you, ooh ♪

♪ Oh, let it rain ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ You won't rain on my parade ♪

♪ Oh, let it rain, ooh ♪

♪ It won't rain on my parade ♪

♪ Take a mile in my shoes, uh ♪

♪ Bet you'll never shake the blues ♪

♪ Though it's heavy on my shoulder ♪

♪ Still you see me coming through, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, let it rain, ooh ♪

♪ It won't rain on my parade ♪

♪ Oh, let it rain, ooh ♪

♪ It won't rain on my parade ♪

- Thank you for seeing me, Arnold.

I need to talk to you about Sylvester.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Ooh, oh ♪

- Daniella. Daniella, open the door.

Come on, Daniella, it's Jazz. Come on, let me in.

- ♪ Like I wanna do this ♪

- All right, I'm just checking on you.

Just wanna make sure you're okay.

♪ ♪

♪ I've been good ♪

♪ Don't I deserve it? ♪

♪ I think I earned it ♪

♪ Feels like it's worth it ♪

♪ In my mind ♪

♪ Mind ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Twisted reality ♪

♪ Hopeless insanity ♪

♪ I told you I was okay, but I was lying ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I was dancing with the devil ♪

♪ Out of control ♪

♪ Almost made it to heaven ♪

♪ It was closer than you know ♪

♪ Playing with the enemy ♪

♪ Gambling with my soul ♪

♪ It's so hard to say no ♪

♪ When you're dancing with the devil ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It's just a little white line, I'll be fine ♪

♪ But soon that little white line is a little glass pipe ♪

♪ Tinfoil remedy almost got the best of me ♪

♪ I keep praying ♪

♪ All your words of honesty ♪

♪ Fall like bombs ♪

♪ Raining down on me ♪

♪ Blowing my dignity ♪

♪ And the very last bit of life you deserve from me ♪

♪ How we in a war ♪

♪ Supposed to be defending ♪

♪ How you stand against me ♪

♪ Acting all convincing ♪

♪ Thought our love we shared ♪

♪ Screw all this pretending ♪

♪ Guessing you don't care ♪

♪ So... ♪