- Previously, on "The Family Business"...
- Pack a bag.
I got us a place to stay for a couple of days,
until I can figure out and make some arrangements
to get us out of the country.
- Junior's not in the basement, Mrs. Duncan.
- Where is he?
- He's left the property. - Wherever he was going,
he needed a passport, and somebody was driving him.
- Any idea who that might be? - None.
- Go out there and find my wife.
I want Junior Duncan dead!
Am I making myself clear?
- Mr. Zuniga, I thought you were--
- Dead? As you can see, I'm very much alive.
- If you're going to eliminate the son,
we suggest you start by eliminating the father.
Here is everything you need to know about L.C. Duncan.
Don't fuck it up.
- DJ, open the God damn gate. - Open the gate.
- You all right? - No, not at all.
Move, guys, move. Don't even ask me a question.
I cannot believe this shit.
- Move!
- It's Orlando.
What's up, son?
- Hey, Pop. I think I know who's helping Junior.
And you're not gonna believe who it is.
- Who?
- Open this God damn door!
Where is she?
- Yeah.
- What in the hell are you doing in my house?
- Where the fuck is my son, God damn it?
- Bitch, I'll sucker your ass.
Let me tell you a fuckin' thing.
- Oh, shit, Pop, hold on. I gotta call you back.
- Get off of me, you crazy bitch,
before I kill your ass.
- What are you doing?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey! - You stupid bitch!
- Mama! - No, Mom, hey, no!
- I will fucking kill you, you selfish bitch!
I know you know where he is. Where the hell is Junior?
- How am I supposed to know? - You do know.
- Ingrid, call the police.
- No, nobody needs to call the police, okay?
Aunt Donna, we know you've been helping out Junior.
Just tell us where he is, and we will leave.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Mama, why you lying?
The surveillance footage shows that Junior and Sonya
got in your car.
- You treacherous tramp, whose side are you on?
- I'm on Junior's side, Mama.
The people who are after him want to kill him.
- I'm not telling you shit! Junior's just fine.
- I swear I will fucking kill you!
- Stop it, Mom. It's not about you.
It's about Junior. Don't let her win.
- All right, all right.
- Rio, take Ma outside, please. Please!
- All right. - Ma, I got this, okay?
- Take the wig with you. I got edges. You don't.
- Brother, sit down. I got some news for you.
- Hm?
- Brother Jones and Brother Rashad
are in place and ready to take out L.C. Duncan.
That motherfucker will be dead within the hour.
- Now, that is what I'm talking about.
We take out the old man Duncan,
then Junior Duncan is not gonna have a choice
but to go to the funeral.
And that's when we are going to take him
and the rest of the Duncan clan out.
Inshallah
- Let's make sure he's dead before we start celebrating
and planning the rest of the family's funerals.
- Elijah! Why are you always so negative, my brother?
- I'm not being negative Xavier, just cautious.
I'm using the lessons you taught me.
Have you even read the Jews' file on L.C. Duncan?
He is not an easy man to kill.
- Do you know who trained Rashad and Brother Jones?
You. Do you know why I'm not worried,
and you're stressing me the fuck out?
Because they are more than prepared
to take the old man out because of your training.
- Look, I know.
But I just--I got a bad feeling about this.
- Stop worrying, my brother. Stop worrying.
- Mr. Duncan.
- Yeah? - We got a tail.
He's been following us since we left the house.
- You sure?
- Yes, sir. I'm positive.
- You know what to do, Kennedy.
- Copy that.
- Code red.
Yeah, I said code red.
- Aunt Donna, listen to me. Please, focus.
There's some bad people looking for Junior,
and I think they're gonna kill him.
Come on, help me out.
Please, now's not the time to be difficult.
Don't be that person they trying to make you out to be.
- Mm. - Hm?
Come on, help me out, please.
- He's gone. They went out of the country on Lou's boat.
- The boat? We fucking forgot about the boat.
Where's he headed?
- Someplace warm. The Caribbean.
They said they were gonna stay there
for a couple of weeks and then fly to Europe.
- The Caribbean, at least he's thinking.
He'll be better on the sea than he ever will be on the land.
Okay, thank you, thank you.
Again, nobody needs to call the police, all right?
We're out. Thank you.
- Damn shame. - Damn shame.
Fucking bitch.
Brother Jones and Rashad are in police custody.
- Is the OG Duncan dead? Please, tell me.
- From what I was just told, OG Duncan is very much alive.
That motherfucker is right now having his morning coffee
over at Duncan Motors.
- No! How in the hell did that happen?
- I don't know. I'm here with you.
- Well, you need to stop being here with me.
You should be out finding what the hell went on.
And while you're out there, could you fit one minute in
to go out there and free my brothers
and bail them out of their cage, Brother Samuel?
- Salam.
- I think you should read that report.
- I think nobody cares what I think.
I think, what's the use to have thinkers when they don't think?
I think sometimes I'm tired of thinking.
I think!
Ooh, I just think.
- Jones Medical Group.
- This is Sasha Duncan,
and I need to make an appointment
with Dr. Jones right now.
- We can see you tomorrow around noon, Ms. Duncan.
- No, that's not gonna work.
I need to see him today.
It's an emergency.
- I'm sorry, Ms. Duncan, but Dr. Jones is really busy.
- Look, God damn it, you don't understand
the severity of the situation.
I need to see him today,
because if I don't see him today,
I'm gonna put a bullet in my mother's head,
and it's gonna be on his hands, and you tell him I said that!
- Okay, okay. Just calm down.
Just hold the line for a second, okay, Ms. Duncan?
Ms. Duncan, if you make it over here now,
we can see you in the next half hour.
- Thank you. I'm on my way.
- Ms. Duncan, you can go in.
Dr. Jones will be right with you.
- Thanks.
- I can't believe I'm having to deal with this.
There she is.
What were you thinking going over
to Donna's house like that? - I went to find my son.
And whoop her ass for helping him.
You got a problem with that, Lavernius?
- No, Charlotte, just looking for clarity.
- Now you have it.
- What's the story with Junior? Do we know where he is?
- Well, I just confirmed what Aunt Donna said.
Uncle Lou's boat set sail a couple of days ago.
But the seas are calm.
And there's no storms in the forecast
for the next couple of days.
And Junior knows his way around the sea.
So they should be fine until they hit land.
- And where exactly is that? - Well, if it's my best guess,
I would say the Caribbean or Bermuda.
- Okay. Now that we know Junior is relatively safe,
I think it's time Brother X learn
who the Duncans really are. - Mm-hmm.
- See if Brother Minister can set up
some sort of meeting with us and Brother X.
- Consider it done.
- That's what I was just thinking, Pop.
- Set the meeting up. Have the girls keep an eye
on that problem we had this morning.
- Done.
- Now, if you don't mind,
I'd like to speak with your mother.
- Okay. Let's go. All right.
Oh, my God. Charlotte. - What?
You know me.
- Hello, Dr. Jones.
I'm ready for my session.
- Well, that's great.
But don't you think you should put some clothes on?
It's a little chilly in here.
- Who are you? - I'm Dr. Jones.
- No, because Dr. Jones is a man.
- Well, I've been called a lot of things,
but a man isn't one of them.
I'm Dr. Wilma Jones.
The doctor you're referring to is my son, Dr. Ted Jones.
- Your son--your son.
Oh, my God. - Yes, my son.
- Look, I know this looks bad, and I'm so sorry.
- Yes, it does. No, no. Please, sit down. Sit.
You know, this behavior is expected from someone
with your disorder.
I'm much more disappointed in my son.
- Why? Is he in some sort of trouble?
- Oh, he is definitely in trouble.
But to what degree depends on you.
- I don't understand.
- Okay, I've suspended him from our practice.
But if you want to call the police or press charges,
it's definitely your right to do that.
And look, we will help you in anything and anyway we can.
- What? Press char--I forced him.
- That doesn't matter. He was your doctor.
And when he was intimate with you,
he violated both your trust and his Hippocratic Oath.
Now, what about you?
- What about me?
- Well, you obviously made
an emergency appointment for a reason.
Why are you here?
- Because I obviously wanted to get laid.
- No, you didn't.
Beautiful girl like you can get laid anytime she wants.
You came here to get help, didn't you?
I mean, it's obvious something is troubling you.
What is it?
- I saw my mother today, and she stressed me out.
So I thought that Dr. Jones could just keep me focused.
He has this way of making me see things for what it is.
And not blaming myself, you know?
Wow. It's about more than sex.
Which is a surprise, because the sex is so good,
I often forget that I'm even in a therapy session
because that thing is swinging.
Oh, I'm sorry. That's just TMI. I am so sorry.
- Nothing is TMI if it helps.
But let's get back to the point,
your mother stressing you out
and your need to have sex with random men.
- I mean, my mom stresses everybody out.
So I feel better when I have a sexual release.
It's not that big of a deal.
- Why do you say that?
- Dr. Jones, my mom's a bitch.
She's made it impossible for me to have a male relationship,
including my father.
So I just take what I can get.
- Oh, honey.
You deserve so much more.
- Man, you okay?
- I don't know.
I just don't know why he would go to Donna.
I mean, of all people?
I mean, Wendell, I understand, but Donna, really?
Just doesn't sit well with me.
- I understand how you feel.
I think he was desperate.
- He loves her that much?
- I remember feeling that way for someone.
I still do.
- I have something I would like to discuss
with the both of you if you have a moment.
- Can it wait, Consuela? It's been a long day.
- Really long day.
- No. Unfortunately, it cannot wait.
But I'll only take a moment of your time.
- Fine. What is it?
- As you know, I'm preparing to leave to California tomorrow,
and I'm taking Nevada with me.
- Yeah, he's looking forward to it.
I think it's a great opportunity, you know,
for you two to bond.
Oh, it's a day or two before spring break,
so just clear it with the school.
It'll be great.
- Unfortunately, things have changed.
It's not just gonna be spring break.
I'm taking my son to live with me permanently.
- The hell you are.
- Consuela, where is this coming from?
He's lived with us his entire life.
I mean, we're the only family that he's known.
- Which is the reason why I need to take him with me.
Please understand that I am grateful for everything
that you have done for Nevada and myself.
But considering the situation with Brother X,
I would think you would want Nevada to be safe.
And the safest place right now is with me in California.
- You are not taking my grandson any fucking place.
Now, I have let a lot of shit slide.
But this shit stops right here, right the fuck now.
Jesus. - L.C., I know you're upset.
But you have no choice. He's my son, not yours.
- Oh, you do know that we have legal guardianship over Nevada.
- I was hoping we didn't have to go there.
- Oh - But I am willing to do
whatever it takes for my son.
- You want to take him?
Go ahead, petition my friends in the court. Tell them.
And I guarantee you, you will fucking lose.
- I was trying to keep this pleasant,
but I can see this is gonna turn ugly.
- Yeah, yeah, I think so too.
- You're not the only one
with money or political connections, L.C.
I also have friends in the court system, just like you.
And for the record, I spoke to Vegas.
And we're both on the same page when it comes to this.
So do what you want.
- Nevada. - No.
- So you're still not talking to me?
Don't be disrespectful.
I will not have a disrespectful son, Nevada.
- After you blindsided me, I have nothing to say to you.
Just take me to school.
- Look at me when I'm talking to you.
Now, I don't know where this attitude is coming from,
but it needs to stop.
- How can you say that when you tried
to take me from my family?
- I am your family.
- You're my mother.
They are my family. And this is my home.
- I know you love them.
And they've been there for you.
But I'm your mother,
and it's my job to keep you safe.
Now this situation with Brother X, it's very serious.
It's just too dangerous for you to be here right now.
- I've been training my entire life
so that I can help my family when they need me.
I am a Duncan, and what you need to understand
is that when one of us has a problem,
all of us have one.
- No, Nevada. You're just a child.
This is too dangerous.
I love you too much to let anything bad happen to you.
I won't lose another son because of the Duncans.
Now, I'm leaving to California tonight.
- I'm not going with you.
- Not today, but when I'm back in two days,
I need you packed and ready to go.
- No. I'm not leaving my home. - Yes, you are.
- No! Why do you think you can control me?
- Now, I don't know where this attitude is coming from,
but I don't like your tone of voice.
And it's unacceptable the way you're behaving.
Your brother would never--
- Well, maybe if he was still alive,
you wouldn't be here
trying to control the son that you threw away.
- What did you just say to me?
- You never wanted me.
You left me behind in Mexico like a pair of old shoes.
Is that how you treat a son?
Is that--is that how you handle things?
And then you came, and you attacked my family,
and now you pretend that you worry about my safety.
I'm not leaving my home.
There's not a chance I'm going to California with you.
This is where I belong,
and you need to get over it.
- Now, you're gonna do what I tell you.
This conversation is over.
I am coming back from California in two days.
And I expect you to be packed and ready to go.
Am I making myself clear, Nevada?
Nevada! Nevada!
- Nevada, honey, are you all right?
- They just made bail.
Here they come now.
- Oh, hi. - What's going on?
You know how hard it is to get some of that stuff for you?
- I don't know. I bought it at the garage sale.
- I see. So did you get it working?
- Almost, but the damn thing just doesn't want to work.
- Look, I heard what happened between you and your mother.
And I just thought I'd check to see how you're holding.
You okay?
- I don't want to go to California.
You can't let her make me do this.
- Son, if you don't want to go to California,
you don't have to.
Me and your grandmother, we talked.
And we think it has to be your decision.
It's not ours, and it's not your mother's.
- I don't wanna go.
- Cool. I will take every resource I have
to make sure you don't have to.
You have my word as a Duncan.
- Thanks, Grandpa. - Hey.
Hey, you're welcome.
I'd do anything for you, son.
- So my mom, I don't want to hate her,
but sometimes it's really hard not to.
- Well, your mother's not an easy woman to like sometimes.
But she is your mother. Be respectful.
And I'll take care of the rest. Okay?
- Yeah.
- All right, I gotta get dressed.
I'm taking your grandmother out for our anniversary.
- Thanks, Grandpa. Love you. - I love you too, son.
Don't you worry about anything, okay?
I got you.
- Isn't this jacket nice?
Nevada's gonna look so good in it.
I'm just gonna get it.
And I'm gonna get him these jeans.
Because, you know,
it still gets cold in California at night.
This is perfect for him.
Hi. I'm gonna take these. - Okay.
That'll be $752.40.
- I'm sorry, ma'am.
Do you have another form of payment?
Your card is getting declined.
- Declined? What do you mean?
You must be making a mistake, obviously. Try it again.
- I actually did it twice. It declined both times.
- You must be making a mistake.
But you know what? Take my black card.
That should be fine.
- I'm sorry, ma'am. This one's getting declined as well.
- It's impossible.
That's a debit card with over a million dollars in it, honey.
There must be something wrong with your system.
- Maybe you should contact your financial institution.
- Are you serious?
Is this the way you're gonna treat your clients?
Here, take your glasses.
- There they go. - What do you see? Let me see.
- Right there. They're walking in that motel.
- Oh, I see.
- Wait. - Where they going?
- They got some bags.
- What are they gonna do with that?
- I don't know. But they're leaving. Let's go.
- Okay. - Let's go.
- Happy anniversary, Grandma!
- Aw, thank you, baby. Muah. Love you.
Thank you, sweetheart. Muah.
Oh, there goes my baby. Muah. Thank you, sweetheart.
- Hey, you guys. - There you are.
- Thank you, thank you.
Thank you, son. - Bye, guys.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Happy anniversary. - Happy anniversary.
- Aw. - Mm.
Flowers and champagne? Ooh. - I'm glad you like them.
But I have to be honest, I can't take credit.
This is all Mr. Kennedy.
And chocolates too? - Happy anniversary.
- Oh, honey, thank you so much.
Thank you, thank you for doing this for us, thank you.
- You guys have been like the parents I never had.
I appreciate you and everything you've done for me.
- Yeah, well, we appreciate you too.
- We do. We surely do. Thank you, sweetheart.
- Well, happy anniversary. Have fun tonight.
- We sure will.
- Thank you.
- Hey, no strippers tonight. - No.
- Unless you save me one.
- This is nice, from 2007. - Wave, wave, wave.
- Oh, this is it.
This is where Brother X is being held. I know it.
I can feel it in my bones.
Come on, let's go. - No, wait.
Orlando said that if we found something, we should call him.
- Well, we have to verify it first. Come on.
- No, not without checking in, Paris.
I don't have a good feeling about this.
Either you make the call, or I will.
- You are such a goody two-shoes.
You get on my nerves.
- So? So call him.
- Hey, what's going on, sis? - Oh, bro, we got him.
We got Brother X.
- Okay, hold on, slow down. Are you sure about that?
Because I'm supposed to have
a sit down with X in about five minutes.
- No, but we can sneak around back and make sure.
But look, bro, this is it. I can feel it in my gut.
This is where Brother X is.
- Listen, I know how you feel.
And I've learned to trust your gut.
But I need you to stay away from that house.
- Exactly. - As a matter of fact,
the two of you need to get the hell out of there.
Now, if things don't go well here,
we can circle back around to the house, all right?
I gotta go. Good job.
And hey, sis, you be safe, all right? I love you.
- What'd I say?
Why are we still here
when Orlando told us to go home?
- I'm not going home.
- That bastard is in there.
- How? How, Paris, if he's in a meeting with Orlando?
- I don't know.
- Okay. - But I am telling you,
he is in there.
Come on, let's go. - Paris.
This is what we should do. We should just go home
and then we can see what happened after the meeting.
- Okay. We will go home,
but let's just take a quick peek at what's inside.
That's it. Okay?
- Paris, I don't feel good about this.
- Shut up! Let's just go. What are you scared of?
God.
- Brother Orlando, it's always good to see you.
- Same here, Brother Minister.
- Brother Elijah. Right on time.
- Salam Alaikum, Brother.
- Alaikum Salam, my son. Please sit.
- I was expecting to meet your boss, Xavier.
- Your expectations were wrong.
We decided it is not in his best interest to come due
to your relationship with law enforcement.
I'm here on behalf of Brother Xavier and the Brotherhood.
Although I don't know that we have much to talk about,
considering we have two dead men by your brother's hands.
- Well, I think we can have a productive
and progressive discussion,
even in Brother Xavier's absence.
So why don't we have
a discussion like civilized black men, hm?
Now, I don't need to explain why we're here.
Who wants to begin?
- I'll begin. Your organization and Xavier
took it upon themselves to stalk my family,
and I am here to simply tell you it needs to stop.
- You do understand that this is not of our doing,
but your brother's blatant disregard and disrespect
of Xavier's marriage.
I warned him personally to leave that man's wife alone.
This could've all been avoided.
- I understand. I do. And my brother was wrong.
- Then turn him over to us.
- You know that's never gonna happen.
Besides, my brother left the country,
and he's not coming back.
We don't even know where he is. So with that being said,
all of this is done, over, finished.
So you can go and tell your boss that.
- And what if he doesn't want it "done, over, finished"?
What if he will settle for nothing less
than your brother's head
or the destruction of your entire family?
- Well, in that case, I would prepare myself to tell him
that he should expect
that every member of his organization,
in or out of jail, will be dead in less than two weeks.
See, you may or may not know about a drug called HEAT.
It's the hottest thing on the street.
And my family happens to manufacture that drug.
And if I walk out of here unsatisfied,
tomorrow morning,
my family will stop the production of that drug.
And then, we'll call the Italians, the Persians,
the Asians, the Russians, the Jews,
the blacks, the Mexicans, and countless other cartels
that are depending on us to give it to them.
And we will tell them that we will discontinue it until you,
Xavier, and every other member of your organization is dead.
Now, I know I said
that all of you would be gone within two weeks.
But me, I wouldn't give it more than ten days.
- Surely you don't expect Xavier or the Brotherhood
to forgive or forget something of this magnitude?
Again, we have two dead by your brother's hands,
not to mention his adulterous behavior.
What about others of our faith who look up to Brother Xavier?
He'd lose face, Brother Minister.
- He has a point.
Orlando, where is the compromise
in this all-or-nothing proposal?
- Well, I'm not an unreasonable man.
Neither is my family.
So as a means to stop this unnecessary bloodshed,
I'd like to offer the Brotherhood an olive branch.
Your organization is in the extermination business,
am I right? - You could say that, yes.
- What if I promised to contract you
for your services for all of the organizations
that sit at our table and offer you a seat at that table?
- That's a very generous offer,
one that's potentially worth tens of millions.
- Yes, Brother Minister.
Being generous is also choosing to be pious.
This is a very complicated situation.
And we'd love to resolve it
without any further unnecessary bloodshed.
- Oh, I must admit that I am very,
very impressed with your offer.
What do you think, Elijah?
- It's fair.
Of course, I'll need to speak to Brother Xavier
and the rest of the brothers.
- As you should.
Well, gentlemen, I am very pleased.
This has been a very, very positive conversation.
But I have a request.
That there be peace between both parties for 48 hours,
while Brother Elijah gets back to Brother Xavier
and you get back to your family, Orlando.
Agreed?
- Agreed. - Agreed.
- Good. - Well, all right then.
- Good. - Thank you, Minister.
- Brother Orlando. It's always good to see you.
- So you mean to tell me that I need a translator
for someone who speaks English?
I want him dead! I don't want any excuses!
- Brother X-- - What? What, what?
- Hey, man, just calm down, dog.
Just be easy, we got this. Don't worry about it.
We just need to talk to you. It's all good, man.
- Shit.
Hey. - Where the hell are you?
- I'm on the other side of the house
where you told me to go.
I don't see any sight of Brother X.
Just some bow tie-wearing brothers watching TV.
- I see him. Meet me at the car
so we can get the hell out of here.
- Oh, you don't have to tell me twice.
I'm on my way. - Hey, you see that?
- Shit.
- Hey. - Ah, that was amazing.
- How was dinner?
- Wonderful.
- Change of plans, Kennedy.
Let's head to the yacht. My wife and I,
we're going to finish off that nice bottle of champagne
you got us and enjoy the moonlight and the Jacuzzi.
- Sounds like a plan, sir. - Thank you.
- Oh. Hey, son. - Hey, Pop. How was dinner?
- Dinner was great. In fact, things went so well,
I don't think we're coming home tonight.
We're headed to the yacht.
- Good, good, glad to hear that.
- How about you? How are things going on your end?
- Well, X wasn't there. He sent a representative.
But I think they understand the magnitude of the situation.
They were real interested in having a seat at our table.
So we decided on a 48-hour truce.
We should hear their answer by then.
- Good. Let's hope for the best.
I'd rather not go with the nuclear option, if possible.
- I agree. All right, I got it. Have a good time.
- Ah.
- Come on, bitch. What's taking so long?
- I wouldn't do that.
Let's go.
- Oh, shit, we've got company! Stay low, I got this.
- You still know how to use one of these?
- Yeah, just watch me.
- I love you, Chippy, darling. - Happy anniversary.
- Ohh!
- No!