04x03 - Evil Manners

Episode transcripts for the 2015 TV show "Empire". Aired January 2015 - April 2020.*
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Hip-hop artist and CEO of Empire Entertainment receives a medical diagnosis predicting he will be incapacitated within three years, prompting the sharks to circle. Without further damaging his family, he must decide which of his three sons will take over...
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04x03 - Evil Manners

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- Previously on Empire...
- I broke the law for your ass!

The illegal handgun!
The parole violation!

- Angelo. -...that you still have
feelings for that greasy...

Hot mic, baby!

You saved my life.

That is why I'm fighting
so hard to get you back.

While Lucious continues his sabbatical,

we will produce a new
album for every year

we have been in operation.

Detective Pamela Rose.
I'm the NYPD liaison.

- You trying to set me up?
- No. I didn't even know who you were.

- So it was a coincidence.
- THIRSTY: Mrs. Calhoun

has been afraid to come forward
because she fears for her life.

There's not a jury in the world
that will find her guilty.

Well, there he is. Looking good.

Exercising while Claudia has a day off.

(panting): Claudia...

prescribed that I do this
for minutes a day.

I've already knocked out .

That is excellent. Yeah, we're all here

to support you and help you with
your rehab while she's gone.

She left us an extensive list.
Believe that.

Yeah, how's the, uh, leg, Pop?

It's getting strong, son.

Looking good, Dad.

Thank you.

Who's really looking good
is your mother.

You're looking especially lovely today.

(laughing): Oh.

Well, I have a photo sh**t.

Ma just made Forbes magazine's

Most Powerful Women in Business.

Just pictures in magazines, y'all.

Uh-uh, don't sell yourself
short. You should own it, Ma.

Yeah, well, while I'm taking
pretty pictures,

I need to be getting
For on its feet.

LUCIOUS: Well, congratulations

- with Forbes.
- Thank you.

But what I think y'all need to...

y'all see that, I did a
conjugation of "you" and "all"?

Like Lucious.

What I need you guys to do

is to stop tiptoeing around me.

If I'm gonna get any better,
I need you guys...

Leah said that I was a m...

said I was a monster,

so I need to know what I did

to each of you individually that
made you guys call me a monster.

COOKIE: No.

No. We're not gonna do this
right now, Lucious.

You need to finish your rehab.

You're doing so good.

Well, you punched me in the face.

One sh*t, square.

I'm so sorry, but I mean...

why would I punch you in the face?

Mm-mm.

Jamal.

(laughs softly)

I mean, Dad, it's not
gonna help anything.

It's gonna help me.

- Tell him the trash can story.
- Hakeem, shut up.

No, boy, we are not doing that.

Look, okay, Cookie,
you keep saying, uh,

you were gone for years.

Why'd you leave?

I-I got to go to work.

Just think of it as an
inverse Wizard of Oz,

and the Lyon brothers

are the Scarecrow, the Tin
Man and the Cowardly Lion.

We will deprive each of the
thing he cherishes most.

I'm assuming Andre is the Scarecrow.

And his brain is his
most prized possession,

so your charge, Lana,
is to disabuse him of it.

Hmm.

Well, as for the Tin Man,

I think I finally got him
to open up his heart.

Yes. I am going to enjoy
watching Miss Cookie

stand helplessly by
as you snatch it from his chest.

Good job. I'll meet
with Hakeem later today.

Oh, he so aptly fits the role
of the Cowardly Lion.

Now, what's left for me to do?

Take out Toto?

(laughs)

(mumbling): Take out...

Angelo, you are drunk.

Well... least I ain't no whore.

You little slut.

(scoffs)

You know, Scotch and jealousy

are making you show your ass, Angelo.

It's pretty, ain't it?

You know what?
Maybe I need to kick yours

- back to San Diego wh...
- That's enough.

- Mama.
- It is time for you to put

this floundering self-pity to rest.

You are responsible
for this family's involvement

with these loathsome creatures.

So get a grip, Angelo.

Find a place in the universe
and create a role for yourself.



PHOTOGRAPHER: Oh.

Good.

Okay. Perfect.

Now let's get you in the chair.

Uh...

N... That's Lucious' chair.

Empire is the hottest company
in the entertainment space,

and you are the sh**ting star.

Revel in it, girl, you belong here.

Ah, perfect.

Okay. Now let's get a profile.

Turn to your left.

WOMAN: Turn to the left.

(camera shutter clicks)

Uh, I'm sorry, I have a meeting.

Oh. You got an empire to run.

- What? -We'll see you later
with the other Power Women.

Okay.

Ah, Cookie,
these are gonna be fabulous.

- Great. -So, after your meeting,
you go to the bank, right?

- Mm-hmm. -'Cause For
might've got you into Forbes,

but when you sign for that
$ million line of credit,

we'll have the
horsepower to pay for it.

(sighs) I don't understand

why we have to take out
a loan when we're loaded.

Yeah, loaded, not liquid.

The board will never approve of us

spending our own money, Ma.

Now, don't worry,
I know my way around bankers.

You just follow my lead.

Yeah, yeah.

(piano playing)

JAMAL: Come here, Dad.

Man, check this out.

This is a song that you
and me wrote together.

When?

When? Well, like a year ago.

(piano playing)

That's really nice.

- (piano stops)
- See, I find this whole songwriting thing

so fascinating.
I mean, how does it happen?

Do you just, you know,
sit down at the piano,

- and it just happen, or you...?
- I mean, sometimes.

I mean, other times, it's...

comes from when
you're running or walking

or driving or sleeping.

And I write, so it's-it's
a lyric or a melody,

and you just stack it, and start
adding instruments and...

What's all of this for?

That's sheet music.

Well, how do you get it
to be in the record?

In order to make a, a record,

you-you got to go
into a studio and record it.

I want to see that.

Take me to the studio, then.

(laughs softly)

No, man, it... that's-that's at Empire.

Then take me to Empire.

Come on.

We good, right?

'Cause no one can see him,
no one can know that he's here.

This is what I do, all right?

- All right.
- Looking good, Lucious.

Thurston. Thirsty?

Thirsty.

- That's a wonderful name.
- Yeah.

(chuckles)

Look, you really don't
remember me, boss?

Or are you just, you know,
rocking us all to sleep,

pulling the Lucious Lyon move?

Well, I would think
if I remembered anyone,

it would be someone dressed
as smooth as you dress.

Yeah, okay.

We good, come on.

(whispering):
Does he always dress like that?

Every damn day.

And, so if you'll turn

your attention to the chart,

you'll see the way we
intend to track progress

on every album in For .

We are tracking artists,
producers, budgets

and more importantly,

whether or not you are
hitting your milestones.

And you better damn well hit 'em.

Or you're gonna hit bricks.

Look, people, we don't
have time to waste here

or room for error.

You got to think about this
like a, a m*llitary operation.

- BECKY: Absolutely. -Continue.
- Like Operation Cookie, huh?

(laughs softly) Shine,
you know they say you shouldn't

show up to a meeting
that can start without you.

- (laughs softly)
- But since you and your g*ons are here,

there's your spot.

One album?

What's...? Nah.

You may have a chart
and a schedule full of ones,

but I ain't a one.

Ask Lucious, he know.

And Lucious ain't here.

I'm running this.

Look, I'm-a get back
to running my empire.

That'll give you plenty of time

to get that mangy mutt
out of my workplace.

- Hey, he goes where I go.
- Yeah.

I was talking to the dog, Shine.

Hey, I own a stake in this company.

I got a seat on the board, Cookie.

One album is not enough!

PRISON GUARD: I give this
speech to all the newbies.

It's not complicated, but still,

only some of you get it,
most of you don't.

- (women clamoring) -If you're in
the former, you'll do all right.

You're in the latter, you won't.

Trust me, you'll learn the hard way.

Hey, quiet down now!

Hey!

You're cute.

But you're a street chick,
you know the drill.

Keep your head down,
nose clean and your mouth shut.

Most important:

tiny little thing like you
wants to survive in here,

do not ever forget that every
last one of those ladies

will just as soon smile at you

as slice a buck
across your pretty little face.

Oh. And if you need anything,
just dial nine for room service.

Look, Shine, this ain't got
to be a pissing contest, okay?

Well, you made it one.

Coming at me with that
one album nonsense.

You know, Lucious wouldn't
disrespect me like that.

Lucious ain't here right now, is he?

Yeah, apparently not.

How come he ain't shown his face
since that concert?

Because nunya, that's why.

Look, since you're acting
all concerned,

he is focusing on his
rehabilitation right now.

What you want, Shine?

- Ten albums.
- (laughs)

Boy, this meeting is over.

Ain't nobody got time
for your nonsense.

We both know For
is just a roll of the dice.

I'm the only one you got left here

that knows how to produce a banger.

Okay, three.

Something wrong with your calculator.

How's that?

That's nowhere next to
my % of the company.

Seven.

And Studio on permanent
lockdown until I'm done.

Five. And that's a quarter,

since you want
to throw percentages around.

First dibs on Studio , no lock.

I got other albums
to produce. Are we good?

That's that biblical
wisdom I'm talking about.

- I'm impressed.
- (chuckles)

I can live with five.

Good.

You're gonna do fine here, Cookie.

And tell Lucious not to hurry back.

- I like working with you.
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I hope I like these five you got.

(knock on door)

(Thirsty groans)

You ready for the weekend update?

My-my people had
the incorrect Intel on Giuliana.

I mean... we-we looked under
every rock, nook and cranny.

Even went through
a couple of cr*ck houses.

Now... I don't know, it's like
somebody b*at us to the punch.

I mean, this chick is ghost.

Maybe you need new people.

(chuckles)

Yeah, you ain't lying on that. Maybe.

Drinking in the afternoon, huh?

You all right? You're good?

What else, Thirsty?

Well, I mean, you know, Vegas
Metro can't find her, either.

So the investigation continues,
which is good.

But they-they want someone
to corroborate your statement.

There is nobody else.

Just me and Giuliana.

And the guy she was
popping off to, right?

Yeah, man, I copy. I get it.

I mean, you know, but this is,
this is a high-profile case.

All right? The police are
under a lot of pressure.

They're not saying you're lying,

but they just want some confirmation

that they're on the right track.

How about the fact that Giuliana
is missing?

How about that?

How about that? All right.

I mean, you... you're preaching
to the converted, boss man.

I will relay the message to 'em,

without the attitude, of course.

But we're on the same page, right?

Absolutely.

Yeah. All right. I'm on it.

(Thirsty sighs)

(sighs)

May I talk to you, Detective?

Right outside the station.

My, aren't we bold?

So, you don't like it when I
show up at your office, huh?

I wonder what would happen
if one of your colleagues

saw you talking to a suspect.

Who says you're a suspect?

Fine.

You want to know why
Giuliana Green is missing,

I'll tell you why.

Because anyone who is stupid enough

to try and k*ll my father

is safer in hiding than
facing his kind of justice.

Now, I told the Vegas
Police everything I know.

You're the one pushing them
to keep questioning me

when they should be trying

to find my father's would-be k*ller.

You're perspiring.

Out of breath.

Deflecting.

All behaviors associated
with someone telling a lie.

Care to explain?

(indistinct chatter nearby
and over radio)

(sighs)

Yo, where you from?

Philly.

Yo. We got a Philly girl down here.

Chyna.

You got new peoples.

Hold up.

You from Philly?

What part?

What's your name?

Why you asking so many questions?

(inmates exclaim)

Uh-uh.

- Bitch.
- (inmates yelling)

Break it up!

Come on.

(indistinct shouting)

Crazy bitch!

I was trying to give you
some shower shoes!

I was expecting Whit Houseworth.

Whit's been called away last minute.

I'm Morris Loach,

executive vice president
of corporate lending.

This way.

I have examined your request

in conjunction
with the Empire portfolio

and, while impressive,

I'm afraid...

we cannot extend you a line of credit.

Pardon? Empire has had our best
quarter in the last ten...

We're exercising a position of caution

in the entertainment sector right now.

- I'm sorry.
- COOKIE: No, you're not sorry.

In fact, you're over there
enjoying yourself, aren't you?

Because you can't wait
to tell your little friends

how you declined Empire

and reminded us
of where we belong, right?

Ms. Lyon, I assure you,

our bank takes pride
in servicing every client.

Empire has had steady growth
for damn near years.

And since going public,
we've increased market share

and doubled revenue.

You saw that in the file.

(chuckles) But you made up your mind

before it hit your desk, didn't you?

I would call you a bougie coward,

but I am the chief executive
officer of Empire Enterprises,

so I'll leave you with good day.

Bitch.

So, here's your plaques
and your awards.

It's not all of 'em,
not even near, but...

it's some of 'em.

This is the green room.

It's basically where the artists come

and chill or write or drink or eat

in between or before
they go into the studio.

I built all of this?

Dad, literally every single
thing in here, this is all you.

- All this is mine?
- Yes, everything.

Even these?

(laughing): Everything.

(laughs)

- It's mine.
- It's all you, man.

- It's all you.
- (laughs)

And this... (sighs)

...is one of your studios.

Hmm. How many of these do I have?

A lot, Dad.

Not just here... L.A., everywhere.

(phone rings)

RECEPTIONIST (over intercom):
Jamal, Warren Hall

is on his way up to see you.

JAMAL: Why would you let...?
Never mind.

Uh, Dad, chill, all right?

Webb, watch, watch my dad.
Chill, Dad, all right?

- Hey.
- Hey, baby.

My meeting ended early,
so I came to take you to lunch.

Oh, that's, um, that's so nice.
I, I got, um,

I got to record and I'm trying
to lay down these, these vocals,

so I just... I only got
like an hour and a half.

It's cool. I can wait with you.

No, no, why don't we, why don't
we catch dinner tonight?

'Cause then that way we can
just really chill, you know?

Wait, is that your father right there?

No, man, that's-that's the engineer.

He's a legend. Are you crazy?

I, um...

I think it's so sweet that
you-you came to surprise me,

- but I really need to...
- You know what, don't worry.

Nah, I just need to lay down
these lyrics.

- So it's a... I'm having...
- Okay.

I should have called.

- Nah, it's-it's all good, though.
- That's okay.

I'm happy to see you, you know?

All right, I'll surprise you
another time.

All right.

So this right here,

this is it.

This is Studio ,

nicknamed The Hitmaker.

I record here.

Yeah.

You recorded your
best-selling album here.

It took three days.

Nobody slept for hours, not
even my ass, and I was a kid.

- (laughs)
- But...

but it went on to sell
over eight million copies,

and now everybody wants to record here

'cause they feel like
the Lucious Lyon magic

will, like, sprinkle on them
or something.

You know, I'm the one with
the Lucious Lyon magic, so...

Listen to this.

("Chasing the Sky" playing)

This is the song that I said
that we wrote together.

Look.

These the keys.

(piano playing)

And the strings.

(strings playing with piano)

Come here.

- (whispering): Wow.
- Look.

Then the bass drops.

(both laugh)



It's dope, right?

What is this?

"Chasing the Sky."

No, I mean this. What is this?

Oh, this is the, um, the mixing board.

It's basically how the engineer
takes the song to completion.

And I worked on this?

Man, you used to work on all of this.

You didn't even need an engineer.

You just rolled up in the studio
and was like, "I'm the king."

(chuckles)

Go ahead.

(music blaring)

Ha, that's a little too...
that's a little too loud.

It's all right. It's all right, Dad.

I don't feel connected
to none of this stuff.

(music stops)

Can we, um, maybe just
talk for a minute?

Of course.

Hakeem said something earlier
about a trash can...

- (overlapping chatter)
- Come on, man.

- Relax, man, relax, I'm good.
- Sir.

Yo, what's up, Webb?

WEBB: I tried to explain to him

this area's off-limits right now.

Lucious.

Moonshine.

Moonshine? We on it like that now?

He's a friend of mine, right?

Moonshine.

Yeah, but you know what,
we better get up out of here.

So, Dad, let's...
Come on, let's hit it.

But Moonshine and I have
been friends a long time.

Yeah. Day ones.

Yeah, we made rap music together.

Okay, so you're gonna throw
that in my face now.

Nah, Lucious, we didn't make
rap music together.

Well, we'd do a few jams,

made a lot of money in the street.

Meaning, like, uh, street parties.

'Cause before there was Empire
or anything,

y'all used to throw... it's just, uh...

these... these dope block parties.

Mm. Yeah.

Everybody who was anybody
from Philly was there.

Will Smith. The Roots.

Rocky Balboa. Remember that?

To be perfectly honest with you,
Moonshine, I don't.

But I'm curious, um...

w-we were friends since we were kids,

and you make music and I make music.

Why didn't he and I ever
make a song together?

(sighs)

I don't know, brother.

But like I said, it's all good.

We're here now, right?
Empire's years strong...

and we've been friends
longer than that.

So that's why you're here.
To make music.

Yeah. But nothing like the soft-ass R&B

your boy here's making. (laughs)

Man, get your ass up
out of here with that.

Listen, in honor of your th,

we got something for you.

It's something we worked on together.

Before you took it
for one of your B-sides.

But I remixed it. Check this out.

(music playing)



It's bangin', right?

- (speaks indistinctly)
- (screams)

- No.
- (screams)

- No.
- (g*nsh*t)

No! No!

- No!
- Dad.

- No. -Wait, Dad.
No, Webb, grab him, man.

What's wrong with him?

Man, get your damn hands off me.

He slow now, huh?

A few things. I need you
to get my mom's signature

and, uh, make sure Morales
in Accounts Payable gets cc'd.

Okay? Thank you.

Who let you in here?

Get it right, Mr. Lyon, I'm NYPD,

not Vegas Po-Po
you can keep off your ass

with a couple of tickets
to The Lion King.

You said Giuliana Green
is in hiding because

she's afraid of your father.

Now, I take it your father
is a pretty scary guy.

But how about you?

Are you scary... Andre?

Next time we speak,

I think it's best
my attorney be present.

Know the difference between
fear and excitement?

It's all in how your brain
interprets it.

Earlier today, when you heard
the uniforms

coming around the corner,

were you afraid we were
going to get caught?

Caught?

Well, see, I wasn't.

It made me hot.

(door shuts)

Just the way you like it.

You promise? (chuckles)

Thanks, Juanita.

It's like that fellow, Moonshine...

I looked in his eye and
I could see that he was

a violent, violent man.

And I knew that him and I had
some kind of history.

He was looking for it in my eyes.

Is that what drove my music?

Was it dark?

Was I a violent man like him?

I mean, I know you guys are
trying to protect me, but...

it seems like y'all are
trying to protect me from me.

When I was six years old,
you threw me in a trash can.

I what?

It was a party,

and I came downstairs in Mom's heels

and scarf or whatever.


And a lot of the, you know, like
friends and family were over,

so it freaked you out.

I was intolerant?

(laughs) Yeah, that's a nice
way of saying it, yeah.

That's... (sighs)

a hateful, ugly thing
to do to somebody.

I rejected you for who you are.

That's wrong. It's...

it's hateful.

I mean, it wasn't easy,

and, you know, I spent some
time hating you, but...

Dad, you were a product...

a product of, you know,
where you grew up.

No, no, no, there's no excuse for that.

I mean, here I was,

unable to see my own son because...

of some prejudice I had.

I'm so sorry.

Dad, it's okay,
as long as you see me now.

And you do.

Thank you for trusting
me with the truth.

Yeah. (chuckles)

(indistinct chatter)

Nice of you to have it all ready.

That kind of day, huh?

You have no idea.

Don't worry, we'll get you glammed up.

Annie is just getting some
compositions up with the others.

- Okay.
- WOMAN: Yeah.

(indistinct chatter and laughter)

Cookie, darling.

How nice to see you.

♪ They call me Hakeem
Triple Beam Money Green Lyon ♪

♪ If ya ain't for my team,
need to be quiet ♪

♪ Gimme that money and run it, hey ♪

♪ I punch you right
in the stomach, hey ♪

♪ I only keep it , I'm aiming
it right at your head like a ♪

- (g*nsh*t)
- ♪ This the theme song ♪

- (Bella crying)
- ♪ b*at on my chest, King Kong ♪

♪ Tell me, what the hell
is your empire ♪

♪ Without me to lean on? ♪

- ♪ Nowadays I'm way, way... ♪
- Hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

Babe, what you think of this?

Be careful, Keem.

HAKEEM: Come on,
you know I'm not gonna curse

in front of Bella.

(knock on door)

Zoe, you mind getting that for me?

Hello.

Mama's here.

(singsongy): Look at my pretty,
little princess.

(laughs) Hi.

HAKEEM: Hey, Anika.

Hey. You coming home with Mama
tonight, right?

Yes.

HAKEEM: Going where?

She's coming home with me tonight.

Right?

She's not going with you
anywhere, Anika.

- Excuse me?
- (Bella cries)

She has a play date tomorrow

and I have to take her shopping
for her birthday.

That's okay, I will take her.

I mean, Lucious want me
to bring her over there.

You were just over there today, right?

Ah, you are a terrible liar, Hakeem.

Oh, come to Mama. Come.

She's on a routine now.

Babies is supposed
to be on that. Right, T?

(Bella crying)

Come, come...

Oh, oh, come here.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

HAKEEM: See? She's not used to you yet.

Got to give her some time.

You were gone five months.

And your mother was gone
for years, Hakeem,

but she is still your mother.

And I am still Bella's.

Now, she might not remember...

but you better not forget.

WOMAN: Didn't her stylist get the memo?

WOMAN : Turned down
for a line of credit.

Poor thing.

WOMAN : But the company is solid.

DIANA: That's rap.
Black pathology always sells.

WOMAN : Wasn't she with your son?

WOMAN :
Doesn't have a degree, does she?

Oh, not even an education,
except for federal prison.

Diana.

You have something
you need to say to me?

Right here. You can say it to my face.

I was just talking to my friends
about the recidivism rates.

I'm a firm believer that as long
as people resort to crime

and v*olence to solve problems,
that, well,

I'm sure I don't have to tell you

about the vicious cycle thing.

CHYNA: Yo, Cookie.

Cookie, right?

What do you want?

Uh, ladies, you about ready?

I should've known how a new
jack would respond to a gift

just out the blue like that,

especially one of y'all
north Philly chicks.

Look, I'm from Southwest.

See that?

That's Philly every day, all day.

Well, except for Ilene.

She's from Camden, but she reps hard.

Anyway, look, you don't want
to be stepping barefoot

in them shower stalls
with the nasty asses

we got up in here, okay?

I'm supposed to believe that's it, huh?

Oh, we got lotion. Baby powder. Stamps.

Write your peeps,
let 'em know you're good.

Just until you get money on your
books and can get your own.

Just put a little bit back
in the stash for the next chick.

Know what I mean?

So, how many years you get?
Oh, no, don't tell me.

Conspiracy,

new law, you got more than ten,
that's for sure.

- Thirty.
- Hmm.

Thirty.

So you'll be doing, what?

and a half?

You see Ashanti over there,
that skinny one?

She got .

LaDonna, she got life.

Not one of 'em got less than ten.

I'm-a let you guess how many
of them are not in here

because of their man.

What about you? Where your man at?

Out there on the streets.

My man was a don.

You heard of him, trust me.

Talking that "get down or lay down."

Feds ran up on him,
he laid his ass down.

What man?

I'm in here with you and them.

We live together or we die alone.

- ANNIE: And right here.
- I'm sorry.

I-I got to say something.

I'm sorry.

Um, look, it's no secret

that there's bad blood between us.

But I'd like to put that behind us,

because I have so many other things

I need to be concerned with.

(sighs)

I got turned down
for a line of credit today.

Every "T" was crossed,
every "I" was dotted.

Should've been a shoo-in, but...

before I could get
a "how do you do, ma'am?"

that bougie-ass banker
told me to kick rocks.

Look, I may not know
business like all of you do,

but I know music, and it's priceless.

And I need to go find a bank
that understands that,

- so I'm sorry. I'm so...
- The same thing happened to me.

My husband had a heart att*ck.

Left me to care for two teenagers.

My company was teetering,

my job was on the line.

I mean, all I needed
was a, a bridge loan

to take me through the quarter.

I got turned down,

'cause I don't have an
appendage between my legs.

(laughs) Cookie.

I'm gonna spot you $ mil
for your For .

And not just because my
kids love your music.

- $ million?
- Mm-hmm.

(laughing): Thank you.

- Count me in!
- I got you.

The boys on Wall Street sure
as hell don't have our backs.

We got to stick together.

Now come take one of these
flicks with us, new jack.

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.

I guess I'm staying.

Fire that camera up.

(laughs) Thank you.

That's girl power.

I am impressed.

You were clearly the
better woman today.

And you're right.

It's time that we put
these hostilities behind us.

- Ma'am.
- Thank you, Charles.

♪ When she drop it low,
when she drop it low ♪

♪ When-When-When she drop it low ♪

♪ Drip, drop, drip, drippity drop... ♪

Delicious in its irony, eh, cousin?

Turn that trash off.

(music stops)

You'll be glad to know,

I separated Cookie, the fool,
from her money.

Drive.

(sirens wailing, helicopter
whirring, tires screeching)

(b*at playing)

(air horn blowing in song)

Yo, Keem.

It's your world.
You need to handle that.

(dog barks, g*n fires)

♪ Copy that ♪

- ♪ , , let's go, baby
- ♪ Yeah

♪ Uh ♪

♪ They call me Hakeem
Triple Beam Money Green Lyon ♪

♪ If you ain't for my team,
need to be quiet ♪

♪ Give me that money and run it, hey ♪

♪ I punch you right
in the stomach, hey ♪

♪ I only keep it , I'm aiming
it right at your head like a ♪

- (g*nsh*t)
- ♪ This the theme song ♪

♪ b*at on my chest, King Kong ♪

♪ Tell me what the hell
is your empire ♪

♪ Without me to lean on? ♪

♪ Nowadays I'm way, way, way, way ♪

♪ Too far gone to phone home ♪

♪ Nowadays, I'm way, way, way,
way, wait a minute, hold on ♪

♪ Shut up, trick ♪

- ♪ Ah, shut up, trick ♪
- ♪ Shut up ♪

♪ Yeah, whoo ♪

♪ Shut up, shut up,
shh, shut up, trick. ♪

(sighs)



♪ Don't count ♪

♪ When I'm with you ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ You've got liquid gold ♪

You don't need your attorney.

I'm off duty.

♪ There's a truth I can't ignore... ♪

♪ I spent so many years
wandering from myself ♪

♪ Until you came along ♪

Keep going.

♪ Oh... ♪

Like this?

♪ Yeah, you got it ♪

♪ I have never needed nobody ♪

♪ Nobody but you ♪

♪ Nobody but you ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Yeah, you got it ♪

♪ I have never needed nobody ♪

♪ Nobody but you ♪

♪ Nobody but you. ♪

This some hood-ass Chinese food.

That's the way it's
supposed to be, you know?

You all right?

Yeah, I'm good.

(chuckles)

I'm good.

Oh, Lord. Don't do that, babe.
What is it?

Look.

I don't know what's going on,

or what the deal is
with you and your father.

And it's none of my business.

I just don't understand
why I haven't met him yet.

'Cause I told you a million
different times, Warren,

that it's-it's complicated.

"It's complicated." Come on, boy.

You embarrassed of me?

Are you joking? Why would
I be embarrassed of you?

Well, then, are you
embarrassed of your father?

I just don't understand
why we're keeping secrets,

that's all.

"We"?

I mean, are you keeping secrets?

(quietly): All right.

I got daddy issues, too.

My father's an attorney.

Was an attorney.

(exhales) But now he's a
degenerate gambler and a drunk.

I got accepted to Stanford.

My father paid my tuition

to a whole bunch of casinos in Vegas.

Jamal, one of the things
that made me fall hard for you

is when your father had his accident,

how you loved him.

I'll always wonder what that felt like.

Maybe, maybe I was just
hanging around, trying to...

be a part of that.

But if you don't trust me...

baby, what are we doing?

I do trust you, though.

Warren, come on, man.

Ju... stop, stop all that.

I trust you, all right?

This is a lot. And-and my...

My family, we got to
keep it under wraps.

My father has a serious brain injury

and he, he don't really
remember us too much

and he doesn't really remember himself.

Come here.

(kisses)

(door closes)

(spraying)

Lucious, what are you doing?

They're Bella's paints.

(sighs) It relaxes me.

(blows)

(spraying continues)

All right, I'll leave you to it.

(Lucious panting)

Lucious, um...

The reason why I was gone for years

is because I was in prison.

Was it because of me?

Women back then, who were in prison,

they just complained
about how they were there

because of their men. (chuckles)

Yeah, Lucious, it's because of you.

Good night.

Um, Cookie.

I'd like to hear about it.

The whys and where.

The reasons it was my fault.

I want to know everything.
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