- Previously, on "The Family Business"...
- To help us celebrate the grand opening
of the new Duncan Motors Headquarters.
You just killed your brother.
- It's this new drug Uncle Orlando invented.
It's better than crack, heroine,
and methamphetamine combined.
- Then tell me more.
- You're gonna be the sole distributor
of HEAT in South Florida.
- No, no, no, no, no--
- No.
- Shoot him.
- No, you mother--
- It's time for the world to find out
that Vegas isn't the only badass in the family.
- A job for you, Sasha.
- I have nothing to live for
but to take revenge on the Duncans.
- Mom, please.
Don't kill my grandpa.
- Hey, let's go, damn it. - Get off of me!
- Are you out of your-- crazy, huh?
Are you--
Bitch, are you out of your-- whoa!
- Yeah, I'm out of my fucking mind.
Get your ass back 'cause I will blow your damn head off.
- Okay, wait--
Whoa, baby, now listen to me very carefully.
Slow down, okay? 'Cause you don't wanna do this.
- Why don't I?
Everybody already thinks I'm crazy.
Hell, you even think I'm crazy.
Me, the one who stood by you, who had your damn babies,
and has been your punching bag forever.
- Baby, listen to me. I love you.
Yeah, and you love me, and we have kids,
and you don't wanna do anything here that you're gonna regret.
- Don't talk to me about regrets, Harris,
because I regret the day that I brought you around my family.
You're never gonna be a Duncan.
I regret every day of my life with you.
- Baby, you don't mean this-- - Mommy?
- Come here, come here, come here, baby.
Come here.
You regret everything?
Now you're not gonna shoot me
in front of our daughter, are you?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
And what you looking at me like that for?
- Dreaming about me killing you again, aren't you?
- Yeah.
You know you wouldn't kill me,
and not in front of our daughter.
- Hmm, I really should have.
Mariah'd get over it. She is a Duncan.
- You know you're a crazy bitch.
Complete loony tune.
You know what they say about crazy people.
- No, what do they say?
- Well, we're not really responsible for our actions.
And if you piss one of us off,
you might wanna sleep with one eye open.
There's so many ways.
So many ways...
to kill a person when they're asleep.
By the way, your breakfast is ready.
I made you pancakes personally.
They really are to die for.
- I don't want no damn pancakes now, London.
- Honey, Orlando and Rob are waiting for us downstairs.
- Thanks, I'll be right down.
- Hard to believe that only a few months ago,
she tried to kill us.
Now she's like family.
- I ain't saying all that.
- That woman will never be my family.
- Well, maybe so,
but she'll always be his family.
Hmm, come on, L.C. Look at him.
He loves her and she loves him.
I think it worked out better
than any of us could have envisioned.
- Are you forgetting she killed Trent?
She almost killed Orlando.
If it wasn't for you,
she would've put a bullet through my head.
- Honey, I won't be forgetting that.
I will never forget that.
You have any idea what was going through my head
when I thought Orlando was killed and you might die?
But what she did was tame
compared to what I would have done.
- Of that, I have no doubt. - Mm.
Well, honey, you have to also understand my compassion
for her.
Remember, it was our daughter
who started this mess in the first place.
Killing her son.
Consuela's gotten past her anger and hurt
with the help of Nevada.
Maybe we should get past ours as well.
- You're probably right. - Mm-hmm.
- All right.
- See you in a minute.
- I love you too.
- Permiso,Snow's on the phone.
- Gracias.
Son, I just need to take a call for five minutes.
- Yeah. - I love you.
I'll be right back.
- I'll get it set up. - Thank you.
Snow, cómo estás? Have you collected my money?
- Not exactly. They're refusing to pay.
- Oh, really?
Well, you tell him that I said--
- Consuela, you can tell him yourself.
You're on speakerphone.
- Ricardo, why are you messing with my money?
- What money is that, Consuela?
I don't have an agreement with you.
My agreement is with Alejandro. There's a dispute.
Put him on the phone, and I'll deal with him
man to man as I always have.
- I want my money.
You do not know who you're playing with.
- You want that money, woman? Come get it.
Without Alejandro and the cartels backing you,
you are nothing more than an overpriced bedwarmer.
- You puto. I will see you soon.
- I look forward to it. But wear something sexy.
Because I'm gonna bend you over my desk
and I'm gonna fuck you like Alejandro should have.
- We will see who fucks who first.
- Orale, puta.
- Same time next week, Ms. Duncan?
- You know it. Thanks.
- It's about damn time. I texted your ass an hour ago.
What the hell are you doing here anyway?
- I was seeing my therapist.
I'm sorry it took too long, but we were working on some issues.
- Well, I hope it did you some good
'cause your ass needs therapy.
- It's funny you say that because I feel better.
It's the best doctor I've had in six months.
Dr. Jones is the shit.
He really knows how to get to the bottom of the issue.
- Your next appointment is here, Dr. Jones.
- Thank you, Janis.
Ooh.
Don't worry, yo. I got Paris and Sasha on Rocco.
I'm on my way back to the boat
as soon as I drop Sonya off at work.
- You should have been at the boat early this morning.
And that Rocco thing
should have been taken care of weeks ago.
I need you to focus, man.
You got your head so far up Sonya's ass
you can't do your job.
- Hey, watch your mouth. I do my job.
And Sonya ain't got shit to do with this.
Trust me. I'm on it.
- You slipping, Junior.
If you were on it,
you wouldn't be taking your girlfriend to work.
You would be at the boat getting shit ready.
- I'm on it.
- Hey, baby. - Hey.
- Mmm, I missed you last night.
- I miss you all the time.
- Did you get everything ready for your dad's big meeting?
- Yeah, everything's okay and ready to go.
- Thank you all for coming today.
I'm sorry for the inconvenience.
You cell phones and electronical devices
will be returned to you after the meeting.
- Is all this really necessary?
I mean, I run my business on my phone.
- Hell yeah, it's necessary if you wanna attend this meeting.
Now you could be here without your phone,
or you could take your ass outside with your phone.
My man.
And next time you come to one of our meetings,
put a damn shirt on.
Ladies and gentlemen, there's food for everyone.
Mr. Duncan will be with you shortly.
Thank you.
- Oh, Rocco.
- Shit, there's somebody in here.
- Oh, no. Don't stop on our account.
We was enjoying the show. Ain't that right, Paris?
You know, you two should be on Pornhub.
Oh.
- Seriously, I wouldn't do that if I were you
'cause I have no problem blowing your ass away.
- Please don't shoot. We don't want no trouble.
I've got about a grand in my purse,
and he's got another 5,000 in his bedside table.
I just gave it to him. - Oh, what the fuck, Terry?
- They've got guns, and I don't wanna die,
so give them what they want so they can leave.
- Yeah, Rocco, "Give us what we want so we can leave."
- Yeah, I would if I knew what the fuck you wanted.
- They want my money, Rocco.
- Give me the money or the product.
- I don't have the product or the money.
So you're gonna have to give me more time, or kill us.
- Rocco! - Shut up, Terry.
They're not gonna kill us.
Do you have any idea how many cameras are in
and around this building?
Let alone the 114th precinct right up the block?
They kill us now,
they're gonna be all over the 6:00 news.
- Say cheese.
- Oh, you're shy now, huh?
- Oh, yeah. - Come on, don't be shy.
Pretty, yeah.
- Mm-hmm, ooh, he got some good ass muscles on him.
- You wanna take her home? - Mm-hmm.
Can I take him home? - Let me see, let me see.
Oh, yeah--oh, yeah, that's it. - That's good.
You know, even in this light,
I could tell that's Joey Baggs' wife.
Yo, if Rocco don't wanna pay, then maybe Joey Baggs will?
- Yeah, if he doesn't pay for the HEAT,
he'll definitely pay for the pictures.
- Jesus, Rocco, will you give them the damn money?
- I don't have the money. I lost it in a poker game.
- You lost 100 grand playing poker?
- I had a full house, aces over twos.
- Damn, talk about a bad beat. - You know what?
Fuck it, come on, y'all. Let's go find Joey.
He hangs out on Mach Street
over at the Social Peacock Club.
Let's go. - Rocco.
- Rio, come on, man.
Come on, man. We could work something out.
- Like what?
By the looks of this place, it looks like
you ain't got shit to offer.
At least nothing worth 100 grand.
- What I have to offer
is worth way more than 100 grand to you.
- Like what?
- You guys got big money on Michael Diamond's head
for killing Lou Duncan, right?
Well...
I could tell you where to find Michael Diamond.
- Start talking, bitch.
- You know, before we get started,
I want to thank each of you for joining us today.
I also wanna thank my son-in-law, Harris Grant,
for putting in the hard work and getting each of you here.
So...welcome.
Okay, now that we've
gotten the pleasantries out of the way,
let's get down to business.
The reason you're all here today
is not just because we do business together.
It's because we do a lot of business together.
Each of you over the past six months
have sold more HEAT than, well, we could have anticipated.
You've all demanded more,
so we're here to make that demand a reality.
- We're ramping up production.
All of you will receive a 40% increase starting next week,
and we're cutting your price points down 10% per unit.
Now considering that most of you are selling
way above our suggested retail price,
I'm sure that will make you all very, very happy.
Mwah.
40% is nice, but...
I need a 300% increase.
Sebastian?
- Now that's what the fuck I'm talking about.
- All right. Everybody?
The demand for HEAT is overwhelming,
and my people are losing money.
- How in the hell are you losing money, Bernie?
Your people sell out every week.
- This is true.
But you can never get back
the money you would have made yesterday in this business.
So everything we can't get back is a loss.
And with that mindset,
all of us have lost millions.
- I understand the sentiment, Bernie,
but, uh, we're doing the best we can.
- Well, I hate to say this, L.C.,
but maybe your best isn't good enough?
- Excuse me?
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
- I mean no disrespect.
You are sitting on a gold mine.
I just wish to suggest that maybe
this is too big for a family venture.
Perhaps it is time to bring some of your good friends in
on the manufacturing side as partners.
I'm sure any number of us
would be willing to help an old friend.
- Oh, I don't mind lending a hand.
Let me make myself clear.
HEAT belongs to the Duncans.
It was invented by the Duncans,
and it is manufactured by us,
and only us.
And anyone who doesn't understand that
gonna have a problem.
Am I making myself clear?
- I see your girlfriend's waiting for you again.
- She's not my girlfriend. She's just a friend.
- If you say so.
- Are you gonna pick me up after practice?
- No, your grandmother will pick you up.
I have to go back to California on business.
- You do? Can I go with you?
- No, not this time.
You have school to go to,
and I'm gonna be gone for at least a week.
We'll go to California together when you get out of school.
I promise.
- All right. - Okay?
- I understand. - Oh, I know you do.
And that's why I love you so much.
- I love you too, Mom. - You go have fun, son.
- I thought the meeting went well.
What about you?
- Yeah, it did go well.
In fact, I don't think it could've gone any better.
- What about your friend Bernie?
He seemed to be a little irritated.
- Bernie's of no concern. He's just making noise.
- Yeah, but the guy moves a ton of weight, L.C.
- I've known Bernie 30 years.
He's just a middle man looking
to get his hands in our pockets.
As long as we control HEAT,
Bernie's a non-factor.
However, I am a little concerned
about this Sebastian fellow.
- Yeah.
- How well do you know him?
- Well, he's a friend of Rio's from Florida.
He's ambitious, that's for sure.
Runs the club industry in Miami.
- Yeah, and talk about moving product,
The guy's moved a ton of product in the last few months.
- Harris is right, he's gotta have one hell of an operation.
- You trust him?
- I don't trust anybody outside the family.
But he's got a thing for Rio. I can ask him.
- Have our people down there keep an eye on him.
Also send Paris and Rio down,
do a little reconnaissance.
I wanna know everything there is to know
about this Sebastian.
- Gentlemen, I'm impressed.
Great meeting.
I didn't wanna disturb you,
but I was asked to deliver this to you personally.
- Thanks, Ron.
- What is it, Pop? - It's an invitation.
You and I are invited to Consuela's brother,
Señor Marco Cruz's house for dinner
tomorrow in Mexico.
- I don't think that's a good idea.
You sure that's something we wanna do?
- Listen, considering Marco Cruz can't travel
and his cartels are your largest clientele for HEAT,
it'll be a sign of disrespect if you don't go.
Understand?
- So much for this meeting
turning out better than expected.
- Hey, Mr. Williams in 302 wanted to see you.
- You always setting me up. I don't appreciate--
- He said he wanted-- "Can you bring her in?"
- Hey, Junior. - Hey, Jazz.
- Ooh, Junior, when you gonna bring
that cute brother of yours around?
- Right now, he's not so cute. Trust me.
Sorry I'm late, baby. - It's okay.
- Are you ready to go? - Yes.
Jazz, I gotta go.
It's time for me to go home and feed my man.
I got a roast in the slow cooker with his name on it.
- Mm-hmm, rub it in, why don't you?
Wish I had me a fine ass man to cook for.
- Yeah, bye, girl. - Bye, you two.
- Whoa, whoa. Look at my beautiful angel.
Anybody ever tell you you look just like your daddy?
Huh? Is that cupcake good?
And you killing it, huh?
- There's a plate for you in the microwave.
- Oh, well, thank you, little angel.
Oh, Daddy is starving.
Oh, chippy, chippy, chippy.
You always know exactly how I like it.
- Grammy didn't make that steak for you.
Mommy did.
- Who made it? - Mommy.
Right before her and Grandma went out back
to get in the Jacuzzi.
- So Mama made this one? Not...
Hell no.
I mean--I mean, no, no, Daddy can't eat that heavy, though.
You know, it's too heavy. Daddy eat that right now?
Go to bed, and he be like--
Blow on right out the room.
Daddy can't eat that. Daddy gonna go for some cereal.
- Okay.
- Yeah, did you see Mama when she made it?
- Yeah, she put some special sauce on it
and some seasoning.
- Did you taste it?
- No, she said it was just for you.
- Whoa.
- That's what I'm talking about.
You saw that three? - Yeah, he's good, he's good.
- What's up, Pop? - Hey, son.
Damn, boy. Just what you wearing?
- Come on, man. This is my new coat.
- Yeah, it's a little flashy, ain't it?
- That's all right. I'm going out to have some fun.
Hey, you know we supposed to be getting ready to go out
to the club with Rob, Kennedy, and the twins
like we talked about.
Killing two birds with one stone?
Don't get too comfortable here on this couch.
They'll be here in 10 minutes.
What you waiting for?
- I think I'm gonna sit this one out.
Sonya and I are gonna watch a movie here with Pop.
I think I'm gonna head back to her place.
- What?
You could watch a movie anytime.
This is business. - I think you can handle it.
You're the CEO. I'm just a security chief.
Wining and dining people at the Hellfire Club
is not in my job description.
- You're right. I am the CEO.
Of a business!
And you sitting here talking about some girl?
When you gonna realize
you're wasting your time with this woman, man?
On the couch watching-- - Orlando, hey, hey, hey!
- Come on, Pop. He sitting here watching--
- Apologize to your brother.
Sonya has done nothing to you.
Apologize. - Look, sorry, man.
I just don't want you getting hurt the way I did with Ruby.
Enjoy date night. - I will.
- I have to admit it.
This was the perfect ending to a very nice day.
- Yes, indeed.
Hmm, and it's gonna get a whole lot better
when I get your father up the stairs in that bedroom
and talk him into massaging these feet
and other sensitive areas.
- TMI, TMI, okay?
I knew I'd get you. I knew I'd get you.
- I cannot believe you two are still acting like that
at your ages.
- Honey, just because there is snow on the rooftop
does not mean there isn't fire in the furnace.
- I hear that. - Oh-oh.
- Oh, my goodness.
- I knew I'd get you.
- Y'all really have the best marriage.
- Ah, now I wouldn't say all that.
Marriage is not easy.
- Mom. - Mm-hmm?
- Have you ever thought about getting a divorce?
- No, honey, it's never been that bad.
How about you? You ever wanna divorce Harris?
- Yeah, all the time.
I feel like if I don't divorce him,
I might actually kill that man.
Yeah.
And I wake up most of the time feeling empty inside.
- Oh.
- I just don't know if I can stay for the kids anymore.
Or for love.
Maybe you guys should go to counseling or something.
You know?
But honey, if that doesn't work
just remember divorcing a husband, you know,
makes much more sense than killing him.
It just won't be as much fun.
- Hey. - Hello, gentlemen.
- Hey, Natasha. Good to see you again.
- Welcome to the Hellfire Club.
- Y'all gonna have a great time here.
- Nicole, Nicole, Nicole. - Good to see you again.
- Ready to buy that car? - I've been ready.
But I think I know who you're here to see.
I'm gonna go get her for you. - All right.
- Excuse me. - Sure.
- Welcome, gentlemen.
Hey, darling. - Hey.
Have you had a chance to look at your menus
and make your selections for this evening?
- Yes, we have. - Okay, wonderful.
Can you please get these handsome men some drinks?
And I'll be back with your selections.
- All right.
- Mmm, damn, Orlando. How you find this place?
- Uncle Lou got me a membership here for my 21st birthday.
Him, Uncle Larry, Sal Dash,
they all spent a lot of time here having fun.
- So how much would a membership
in a place like this cost?
- About 100 grand a year, but it's worth it.
Most of your fee goes to services.
They even have an at-home concierge service.
- That's what I'm talking about.
Didn't you meet that chick, Ruby, here?
- Yeah, but that's not important right now.
Here.
Hmm?
- What's this? - Look at it.
- Get the fuck out of here. This shit for real?
- Yeah.
- Family had a meeting, and we decided to let you know
how much we appreciate your loyalty,
so we're giving you all $1 million each.
Now you're gonna have to pay the taxes on it,
but it's all legit.
- Damn, bro, look. I don't even know what to say.
Do you know how much this shit means to me?
- It's not just the gesture. It's the acknowledgement.
- Yeah. - Yo, thank you, O.
- You're welcome. And thank you.
Y'all put your lives on the line for us every day.
So as far as we're concerned, we're family.
- Mm.
- Ooh-ooh-ooh. - We got you, man.
You know, I feel that.
- Your lovely selections are ready when you are.
If you'd like to follow me.
- Oh, yeah, I'm ready. - Absolutely.
- Think you know. - I'm about to get it in.
- Have a good time. - Let's go, let's do it.
- I'm gonna be joining them all, yo.
- You gonna do this?
- Nah, nah, nah. Y'all go ahead.
I need to talk to Kim privately.
I'll be all right. - Okay.
- Have fun.
- Sure.
I have to check on some VIPs,
but then we can have a drink in my office?
- All right, take your time. I ain't going anywhere.
- Okay, I'll just be a minute. - All right.
- Oh, hey. Here we go.
You ever been with the triplets?
- No, I can't say I've had the pleasure.
- Mm, I swear they're like a dream come true.
What I'm saying is these three
are the best kept secret in this joint.
Now look, they're not cheap, but they're worth it.
- I'll keep that in mind.
- Excuse me, Mr. Duncan. Kim will see you now.
Well, hey, my man. Good luck with those triplets.
- So how can I help you, Mr. Duncan?
Are you still looking for Ruby?
Nice what you did in here.
Yeah, and no.
But she's not the reason I'm here right now.
See, I have reliable sources
that come here all the time
that tell me that Michael Diamond
spends a lot of time here.
So I need you to call me the next time he shows up.
- Does that mean you can take me to see Vegas?
- That can be arranged.
- Ring, ring.
That was Michael Diamond
you were talking to at the fireplace.
- The white guy with the beard? - Mm-hmm.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, where's the guy that was sitting right there?
- Michael Diamond? - Yeah.
- Oh, he left. - Fuck.
- Where's Ricardo? - Consuela.
Drop it.
- Ricardo, I told you I'd come see you soon.
How do you like my outfit?
This is sexy enough for you?
- Meh, it's very nice.
But who's your friend?
- She's the one that's gonna kill you
if you don't give me my money.
Now you owe me 625,000, and I'm here to collect.
Welcome to Mexico,
the birthplace of ranchera music,
from Vicente to Chalino,
and the best tequila you ever taste in your life.
Please sientate.
Mijo. - Sí?
- Bring out some of that 1977 tequila for our friends.
- Okay.
- Triple star bar. Official OG to OGs.
It's good to see you, my friend.
How long has it been? What, ten years?
- At least. Maybe 12.
- Dios mío, my God. Where does time go?
- I was just thinking the same thing.
- Well, here's our drinks. Please take one, por favor.
And let's have a toast to my wife's tacos,
Héctor Lavoe salsa music,
and the good old days.
Mmm, ah.
- It's always good to see old friends and break bread.
So Marco, why are we really here?
I'm sure you didn't invite us all the way down to Mexico
just to sample your wife's good cooking
and the excellent tequila.
- Ah, never to beat around the bush, huh, L.C.?
- No, being straightforward is
what's kept me around all these years.
And with age should come wisdom.
- Sí, understood. So let's get to the point.
The reason I invited you to mi casacause there's
a very important issue that can determine the relationship
between your family business and the cartel's
for years to come.
- This is about Consuela, I take it.
- Sí, mi amigo. About Consuela, my sister.
She's responsible for the death of my uncle.
Now the word on the street in Mexico is that
she's visited your home in New York City
many times of late.
So from an OG to an OG,
I must insist you turn her over to us immediately.
- Marco, I wish I could,
but I can't.
- What do you mean you can't? You're L.C. Duncan.
Oh, I get it, you're joking.
He's kidding around, man.
- It's no joke, Marco.
I just--I can't do it.
I am willing to compensate you.
- Compensate me?
I don't need money. I need revenge.
- I don't understand.
I would've thought that you of all people
would want revenge after she killed your nephew
and held your son, Orlando, captive.
It's good to see you're alive, OG.
- All I can say is it's complicated.
- Then uncomplicate it. - Espérate.
Sientate. - Sit down.
Sit down.
- You've been in this game a long time,
and you should know, of all people, this is not a request.
See, I can't let the death of my uncle go unavenged.
He was a beloved man in Mexico.
And I welcome vengeance to rise up
and kill that wicked bitch, Consuela.
She's betrayed my family with his blood.
- I know that, Marco.
And under normal circumstances, I would never interfere,
but this is not normal.
- "Not normal."
Qué dices,"not normal"?
I don't understand.
- Consuela's my 15-year-old grandson's mother.
- She's lying to you, L.C.!
She's a master manipulator,
and a cold-blooded, vicious, ruthless killer.
Alejandro dead, her lover dead,
her brother mortally wounded, just sitting in the chair--me.
She will say and do anything she wants
to get what she wants.
Entiendes? - Of that, I have no doubt.
But she's not lying about this.
Remember the time she and my son, Vegas,
spent time in that desert?
- I do, like it was yesterday.
You other son, he saved her life and averted a war.
I still don't know to this day how he did that.
- Well, that's not all he did with her.
When she came home, she was pregnant,
and to hide her pregnancy from her husband,
she went to Mexico City claiming to do missionary work
until the baby was born.
- He's lying, Papi.
You don't believe this bullshit.
- Consuela, she was in Mexico City
when she returned back from the desert.
So you're saying...
Your grandson is my nephew?
- That is what I'm saying.
- How can you be so sure, L.C.?
- Because I tested his blood myself.
- So tell me, please,
is he a...is he a strong, healthy boy?
- Yes, genius IQ.
He taught himself Spanish, Chinese, Japanese, and French.
- My God. - He's our future.
He could be both of our futures.
- You mentioned compensation. What are you proposing?
- But, Papi, you can't do this--
- Cállate.
As you were saying, L.C., what are you offering?
- You have a shipment of HEAT. - Si.
- Due for delivery near the end of next week.
I propose we give you that shipment free of charge
in exchange for Consuela's life.
- I'll tell you what-- make it two shipments.
Smooth things out with the cartels, you know?
- Pop.
She's not worth it. - No, she's not.
But Nevada is.
You gotta trust me on this one, son.
We have a deal.
- Then it's a deal. Then everything is agreed.
Nobody from my familia, or anybody,
will bring revenge against Consuela.
You have my word.
But I must warn you, everything that she does,
every little step she takes from here on out,
you're responsible for.
- Do you have any idea what I'm gonna do
to you and that beautiful señorita?
- Well, I'm not gonna ask you again.
My money or your life.
- I ain't paying you shit.
- Get them the fuck--
- Now, Myron, we have killed five men today.
Do you want to be the sixth?
Good.
Now let me explain to you what the new arrangement is.
I am now the majority partner
in all your legal and illegal businesses.
Any objections?
Because I have a plane to catch to New York in an hour.