04x08 - Cupid Painted Blind

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Previously on Empire...

I may lose Bella because

- you were too weak to fight for her.
- That's not fair.

I deserve better. So when

you start looking for me, don't.

I planted that g*n to make
the sh**t look justified.

Now you know something about me

that could put me in a cell

for the rest of my life.

I think it's time.

Time for what?

Time for you to meet my family.

This is Simon Lambert.
He's a medicating psychiatrist.

No matter what happens
from here on out,

I need you to know that this is real.

- I love you.
- Wait, Warren, why are you here?

His job was to make you
fall in love with him.

Jamal, listen to me, I was just...

- You bitch!
- (GRUNTING)

Yeah, a'ight, my love.
Thank you very much, a'ight.

So, we have as*ault. Battery.

Disturbing the peace.

Destruction of private property.

And fleeing the scene of the crime.

Oh, he didn't flee the
scene of no crime.

He just stomped a traitor's ass

and then stepped over the remnants.

Ain't that right, boo?

THIRSTY: Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
I agree. But, uh,

there's a warrant out
for Jamal's arrest.

Now, I got them to agree to let him

turn himself in tonight.
That gives us about...

ten hours to make all this go bye-bye.

How are we gonna make that happen?

We, uh, we-we find Warren.

Get him to say he threw
the first punch, not Jamal.

That way, at least three of the charges

go away, and I can ghost the rest.

But. I hear a "but." Spit it out.

No, it's not a "but."
It's a Diana Dubois.

She's got her nephew on lock.

Now, we know this family
loves to play hide-and-seek.

They hide, we seek.
And he can be anywhere.

Yeah, well, I'll find him.

And I'm-a finish what you started,

'cause anybody that knows me knows

I will k*ll a bitch

even if she breathes on you wrong.

- You know that.
- I know. We good.

Okay, I'm-I'm-a make you
something to eat.

You look a little flush.

LUCIOUS: Well, thank you, Thirst.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

- What's up, Dad?
- Hey, fellas.

Sit down.

What...

So y'all just...

What is this?

- Ma.
- What?

Yo, can y'all just, like,
please stop all of this?

Mom, I know what you're
doing over there.

What, boy? I'm looking
for something for you to eat.

No, there's no pills in the cereal,

- there's no booze in the cabinet
- Better not be.

or nothing. If ya'll think
somehow I'm, I'm-a

fall off the wagon or jump
off some damn balcony,

then you're wrong.

So the whole intervention stuff

can stop right now.

Wait, this is what this is about?

I'm out of here.

- Uh-uh.
- LUCIOUS: Sit back down.

When a family is in crisis,

they come together.

ANDRE: What's this all about?

This is about...

you, Andre.

(SHORT CHUCKLE) Me?

Yes, we know what that bitch
Diana Dubois is up to.

She trying to get to my babies

one by one,

and you are next, Dre.

(WARREN GROANS)

Oh. Morning, Glory.

(LAUGHS) I got to say

I always thought that Jamal Lyon

had it in him to do you like that.

But what I underestimated was
your weak ass not fighting back.

It hurts, don't it?

Where am I?

Don't you sweat.

You're safe.

Mother had Dr. Mella
prescribe you some goodies.

Made sure you stayed sleepy.

Apparently they're working.

Did all that hurt?

- What about Jamal?
- (CHUCKLES): Well...

he's in jail, probably.

Or he will be soon enough.

Well, I got to get out of here.

Things to do, people to see.

Mother wanted me to keep an eye on you.

I'll tell her

that you are in good spirits.

Sven's here to make sure
you're all safe and sound,

just in case the Lyons come over

and try and k*ll you. So, uh,

I'll see you around, clown.

- She ruined me.
- She ruined you?

No, no, no, no, no.

You ruined you.

You played yourself.

But no worries.

Mother wouldn't
be the Diana Dubois she is

if she didn't stand by her word, so...

we'll take care of your father.
And who knows...

maybe after all is said and done,

you can go back to California.
Start your life back up again.

See, I told you.

I told you what would happen
if you fell for a Lyon.

And now here you are.

Okay.

Sven.

So is there anything different
going on in your life...

something strange,
anything, uh, suspicious.

I don't know

what you want me to say,
Ma, okay? You can make

these two go over their stories
all day, nothing like that's

happened to me. I don't have
a baby to snatch, I don't have

- a boyfriend to b*at in public...
- Why you got to say

- stuff like that?
- Yo, why would you say that?

- Okay, all right, -j-just...
- I'm sorry, I'm-I'm sorry, okay?

Look, I'm not unsympathetic.

I'm just saying that there's
no pattern here, okay?

I-I don't see how Diana can get to me.

Well, have you met anyone new
that you ain't told us about?

I meet new people all the...

Look, I got a new tailor, okay?
There's a new barista...

Don't get smart, boy...
I b*at your ass.

You know your mom's
not talking about that.

This woman... she does have a pattern,

because she tries to go to your heart

and bypass your brain. Now, think.

Has anyone tried to come at you
through your heart?

COOKIE: Listen to your father, boy.

He actually... is making sense.

There's no one like that.

Yeah, I don't know how many
times I can say it.

But you did say there was a new girl.

- Yes.
- That was nothing, Pop. It was nothing.

I don't know how many times
I need to hear it. Yo, I'm out.

You gonna learn the hard way.
And don't be hitting people

- in the street like Jamal did.
- Yo, straight up, you could

take your little bitch
ass to Cuba right now.

Hey, you sit your
little narrow ass down.

Ain't nobody finish. I'm not done here.

- Well, I am done.
- I'm not.

Yeah, well, look, I'm fine, okay?

Ma, Pop, I'm perfectly fine, okay?

And it's clear that Jamal
wants to be left alone.

- What?
- I'm going back to work.

- You going to Empire?
- Yes, sir.

COOKIE: Oh, that's great.

Three stupid, dumb-ass, blind mice.

Sorry about Warren, Jamal.

JAMAL: You still watch
your back, though.

So...

should I catch the elevator for y'all?

LUCIOUS: Come on.

Let's give him some peace.

You better be glad
I got an important text.

You don't put your mother out.

Thank you.

- I think it's time.
- No, no, no, no.

You got six more weeks. We just
got to get you to a doctor.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- I just can't tell her father yet.
- Shh.

- (GROANS) Mm-mmm, mm-mmm.
- Come on, come on, come on.

Just keep walking.

Uh-uh. Uh-uh.

I'm gonna need you to stop
saying "father," okay?

I know it's Burleson.

Look, I am scared out of
my mind, all right?

And you had three of these,

so I just need to know
that it's gonna be okay.

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES) Shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh. Come on.

Oh...

Here. Look at this.

That's my firstborn.

He was born years ago.

I'm still scared, girl.

(LAUGHS) Look,

ain't nothing in this world

gonna bring you more joy and more pain

than having a child.

Well, damn, Cookie, you for
a whole bunch of pep talk.

- Oh. Oh!
- Shh, shh.

- (PANTING)
- C.O.!

- C.O.!
- It hurts.

- (LAUGHING)
- Ooh!

- It's a girl.
- (ALL COOING)

Hush. Now, this a favor.

You get caught, and it's my ass.
Ten minutes.

Oh...

Oh, look at that little peanut.

Oh, she just as cute
as a little button.

She's so pretty.

Oh. You talk to your sister?

Yeah. She gonna take her.

You know, until I get out, which
is gonna be a couple of years.

She won't have to know
about nothing... not this place

- or her father.
- COOKIE: Yeah, that's right.

(SIGHS)

What?

- What?
- (CRYING): I'm sorry...

COOKIE: Oh...

- I don't know if I can give her up.
- Oh.

- Oh, I know.
- Cookie, this feeling.

I feel like

- I would do anything for you.
- Mm-hmm.

- I feel like I would k*ll for her.
- Yeah.

You know? Like, if anybody laid

- a hand on her beautiful, precious head...
- Yeah.

- No, that's right.
- COOKIE: know that feeling.

- Anyone.
- Yes.

- I know that.
- Isn't this crazy?

Oh, look at her.

Thank y'all.

Oh, there...

COOKIE: Mmm, little precious. Yes...

I don't why you so ready to leave.

You know that bitch Diana
ain't done with us.

- I know that.
- Okay, well,

if you know that, know this: Don't...

I-I don't need
the-the Kumbaya Dwight, okay?

I need my fighter Lucious back.
And if you're not in there,

then go paint a symphony somewhere.

Let me avenge this family.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
why would you say that to me?

Don't you see I'm doing
everything in my power

to be the man that you
need me to be right now?

You may not see it clearly, but
I swear to you, Lucious is here,

watching over you,
watching over our family.

And what I do see is Andre
is not being honest with us.

He's keeping something from us.

And until we can figure out
what that is, we can't help him

or the rest of our family.

Okay, well, is there a solution
in this speech, Spartacus?

Divide and conquer.
You take care of Jamal.

He's not out of the woods yet,
but you got him.

Let me take care of Andre
and this Dubois stuff.

You better.

(SCOFFS)

DIANA: So, the next thing you
need you need to do is schedule

my photo sh**t for the
Captain's Ball promo.

You need to schedule
two appointments...

one for each of your faces.

I suggest that you stay back.

(SCOFFS)

I'm just here to return a gift

your family gave to my family.

Knowing your penchant
for street justice,

these gentlemen are prepared

to haul you off to jail
or throw you in traffic.

Now, how big a scene
do you wish to make?

Well, you didn't need
all this manpower, child.

I just wanted to return this.

Angelo said it belonged
to his grandmother,

so I was supposed to send it
back, but I guess I forgot.

And I know how important
family is to you, so...

Throw your men out in the street
for that, bitch.

Move!

Get that ring. Now.

- Oh...
- (HONKING)

(DRIVER SCREAMS)

Oh.

(HORNS HONKING)

- (HORN HONKING)
- Got it.

Ooh, it took everything inside
of me not to whoop her ass.

- I hope you got the pictures.
- Hell, yeah, I got the sh*ts.

I got the sh*t.
I'll get back to you. Okay.

Get a dog? Good looking out.

Hey, split the difference on that kick.

Turn her up two DB. All right.

♪

♪ I ain't shy-y-y-y ♪

Perfect.

♪ Move it double ti-i-i-ime ♪

♪ You tryin' hold me ti-i-i-ight ♪

♪ But I'm-a fly high ♪

♪ Like Superman, you heard right ♪

♪ Let me rock, babe ♪

♪ You can't make me stop, babe ♪

♪ Fire like a bang bang ♪

♪ Ho ♪

♪ Let me rock, babe ♪

♪ You go do your own thing ♪

♪ Don't worry 'bout nothing ♪

♪ Ho ♪

♪ Let me rock, babe ♪

♪ Time to pump the brakes, babe ♪

♪ Ain't nobody's baby ♪

♪ Ho ♪

♪ Let me rock, babe ♪

♪ You can't make me stop, babe ♪

♪ Fire like a bang bang ♪

♪ Ho ♪

♪ Let me ro-o-o-o-ock ♪

♪ Let me ro-o-o-o-o-ock ♪

♪ Let me ro-o-o-o-o-ock ♪

♪ Let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock ♪

♪ Trying to hold me ♪

♪ Do-o-o-own ♪

What's all this about?
Why she with you?

This my man Caliban's b*at.

Tiana in here throwing
some flame to it.

It's dope, right?

What's that got to do with me?

(SHINE SIGHS)

I got five albums to do for For .

I got a Empire artist on each one.

- I want you to do one, too.
- (LAUGHS)

And I figured your girl could help

- talk you into it.
- Number one, she ain't my girl.

Number two,

I got better things to do than
lay hooks for off-brand rappers.

And number three,

you should put some Auto-Tune
on all that mess.

I am so sick and tired of your
spoiled and entitled ass!

You know what, you should go be back

with your baby mama
with your clown ass.

- You see what she did?
- (DOOR SLAMS)

Well, I heard what you said. Uh...

Forget her, man!

Screw you!

I ain't never gonna be with anybody.

This life ruins everything.

(SIGHS)

Hakeem, listen, man.

I'm not your father.

But it seems like you
need some guidance

on how to handle all this.
I'll tell you what,

come take a ride with me.

Come on.

What's all this?

Uh, this is the little
project for Cookie.

You know, with the whole
Jamal situation.

Come to find out

I got a friend in the security company

that Diana employs.

Now, they tell me she has
five guards assigned to her.

These four, they with her all day.

See?

So I looked for the fifth man,

who's MIA... this dude.

Sven Svarsqaard... Smorgasbord...

I mean, you know,
something N-Norwegian.

Whatever. He's on the clock,
but he's not with Diana.

He's with Warren.

Bingo. So, I, you know...

get the dispatcher to give me
his location:

a hotel in Midtown.

Nice work.

- I aim to please.
- So you going?

Well, that's what I suggested,
but you know Cookie.

"I don't need your help,
Thirsty. I did years."

- So I got to get her the address now.
- Okay, good.

Well, when you're done,
I've got something

I need you to do for me.

Say the word.

(SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)

Are you working for Diana Dubois?

- Who?
- Did she pay you to get close to me?

Maybe give you an extra bonus
for tearing my heart out

like-like Warren did Jamal?

- Like Anika did Hakeem?
- PAMELA: Sit down.

People are beginning to stare.

Now, what are you going on about?

Someone's after my family.

Someone's always after your family.

Yeah, but this is different.
This is different, okay?

The Dubois are coming at me
and my brothers one by one,

through people pretending
to care about us.

Who worm their way in under
our defenses, who get inside.

People who make us want 'em,
people who make us need 'em.

And that's supposed to be me?

- You tell me.
- Okay, Andre.

Tell me,

was I also supposed to
open my heart up to you?

Tell you the most sickening,
damning things about myself

that could send me to prison,
so I could trap you?

You better leave
the detective work to me,

'cause you suck at it.

I really thought we had something.

We do have something, okay?
We do have something.

- Pamela, please. I'm sorry.
- Andre. Get off of me.

Come on, I'm sorry.

Come on, Pamela, I-I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

Damn it!

- I'm sorry.
- (PHONE BUTTONS BEEPING)

I'm sorry.

Yeah, Lucious. Meet me
over here in Bryant Park.

I got Andre over here. Yeah.
Yeah, something's up.

THIRSTY: Right over here.

Pop?

What are you...?

Uh, how-how'd you know I was here?

You mind if I sit down?

Please.

Son, is everything okay?

With me?

Yeah, I'm... (LAUGHS) Of course.

I'm just, I'm-I'm having
a-a coffee before I...

THIRSTY: Don't do that, boss man.

I saw you. Hell, the whole
place saw you flippin' out.

Why don't you mind your
business, Thirsty?

LUCIOUS: Thirsty told me that
you were yelling at someone.

I'm seeing someone.

Kind, understanding,

and beautiful... a woman.

Her name is Pamela Rose.

- Why didn't you just tell us about her?
- 'Cause she's a cop.

You don't have to worry, though.

It's over. You know why?

Because I just accused her

of being some kind of double agent

who somehow finds the time
to moonlight for Diana Dubois.

You know, as wrong as
we were for each other,

I was gonna bring her to meet you.

Because she meant that much to me.

I-I didn't think
I-I could feel that again,

you know, after... after Rhonda.

(SIGHS)

See y'all later.

Andre!

I wanna find out everything
there is to know

- about this Detective Pamela...
- Pamela Rose.

I'm on it.

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ And you must be the plug ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't get enough ♪

♪ Oh, no ♪

WARREN: ♪ I can't get enough, man ♪

- JAMAL (ON TAPE): Ugh.
- WARREN (ON TAPE): Enough of you.

JAMAL: Don't ever say that again.

WARREN: I can't get enough.

JAMAL: Don't ever say it again.
You sound like a damn creep.

(PANTING)

♪ Man ♪

♪ Too broke to pay attention ♪

♪ Main man, yeah ♪

- ♪ Man listen, man listen ♪ - ♪ Shh ♪

- ♪ All I got is this ambition ♪
- ♪ That's it ♪

HAKEEM: Why the hell we out here?

SHINE: Come on, man,
relax, youngbo. We're here.

♪ They dropped the ball
and so I ran with it ♪

♪ I'm like-man listen, man listen ♪

Oh. What's up, man?

Daddy!

Hey, hey!

What's up, man? Come here. Come here.

Hey. Oh. Get 'em.

Let's get 'em. What's wrong?

Oh, you want the ball? Oh, come here.

Look, I got a surprise for you.
Come on.

♪ Inside, you still hear
the engine, like "wren, wren" ♪

Yeah, look.

Look at that.

Ball.

Hey. Look what I got.

Everybody get one. (GRUNTS)

Everybody get one, look.

Wow.

(SIGHS) Hakeem,

- this is my family.
- Damn, man, you got busy.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, those are their mothers.

At least two of 'em.
The other one's in California

- visiting her pops.
- (CHILD CRYING)

Aw, come here. Let me... come here.

Come here, come here, come here.

It's all good.

- (HAKEEM LAUGHS)
- All good. All good. Look.

- Look who's here.
- Man,

- what are you, Muslim or something?
- Nah.

I got three sets of kids
with three different women.

But absolutely no drama.
Remember that last sentence,

'cause it's almost unheard of.

Go play.

Man, I didn't even know you had kids.

Exactly. Don't got people out here

putting my business in the street.

So you , chances are
you not done having

a few of these yourself. (LAUGHS)

But you can be done with the drama.

You know the difference between them

and the girls you mess with?

- What?
- For one,

I don't mess where I eat.

None of my exes are involved
in the music industry,

or any other business I'm involved in.

But the connection me and Tiana got...

I never found before.

Connections fail. Relationships die,

except the ones by blood.

Which brings me to my second point.

Never let nobody get between you
and your kid, Hakeem. Nobody.

No lawyer, no baby mama, no drama.

Your babies come first,
your family follows.

You tattoo that on the inside
of your eyelids, Hakeem,

then you can see it how I see it.

♪ Man listen, all I got ♪

- ♪ Is this ambition ♪
- ♪ Ya dig? ♪

My man.

♪ A couple million make
you stand different ♪

All right, who wants pizza?

JAMAL (ON RECORDING): ♪ I don't know. ♪

WARREN: I can't get enough, baby.

- JAMAL: Ugh. (LAUGHS)
- WARREN: Enough of you.

- JAMAL: Don't ever say that again.
- I can't get enough.

JAMAL: Don't ever say it again.
You sound like a damn creep.

WARREN: Oh, you don't like my moves?

What? I put a little Luther Vandross,

a little Barry White in there.
What's wrong with that?

- No, no.
- What?

They-they liked it even if you didn't.

JAMAL: Luther and Barry
would be clowning

your corny ass way from up there.

You've wounded me to the core.

I love you.

I love you more.

(SIGHS ON TAPE)

WARREN: Mmm.

(KISSING SOUNDS)

- JAMAL: We're still recording.
- WARREN: I know, but...

JAMAL: No! That's how
people get in trouble.

(DOOR OPENS)

Yeah, Sven is gonna take
a nice long walk,

so that you and I can have a nice talk.

Or not so nice. You choose.

What you gonna do is you
gonna go in that precinct,

and you gonna tell the boys
in blue that you threw

- the first punch.
- Okay, I'll do it.

Now, come on, I'm not stupid.

You didn't make your mind up that fast.

You got my word, Cookie. I'll do it.

Like my son had your word

when you told him you loved him?

Listen,

I'm not expecting you to understand.

Jamal was the love of my life.

And I lost him, so look,

clearing his name is
the least I can do.

Smart.

- Can you do me a favor, though?
- Oh, no, no, no.

No, no. See, you're not in a position

to be asking for favors.
Are you stupid?

Just tell Jamal I'm sorry.

Uh, now I'm starting
to feel sorry for you,

because, see, I didn't come
here to transfer messages

between you and Jamal.

I came here for answers.

- So what do you want to know?
- I need to know

about your aunt.
I need to know what she's up to.

'Cause she got all her family members

coming after me and my boys.

So I need to know what she
has in store for Andre,

and you're gonna tell me.

All right. I'll tell you.

Anika! I know you in there.

I can see the light on from the street.

Let me see Bella!

Let's work this out!

Anika isn't here,

- and neither is Bella.
- When they coming back?

I don't know.

She's at her boyfriend Angelo's.
I'm sorry.

(SIGHS)

ANDRE: She compromised

my therapist?

I-I don't understand. Dr. Lambert...

he-he's one of the leading
psychiatrists in New York.

Why would he do that to me?

Warren says she's got
something on that doctor.

(SIGHS) When he first
prescribed these to me,

I-I felt, um...

not up to my full potential and...

Let me see these.

(COOKIE LAUGHS SOFTLY)

Yeah, see, he was
messing with your meds

so he could mess with your mind,
so you could tell him things.

LUCIOUS: Now remember. Did you

say anything that might
compromise the family?

(SIGHS)

- You see what that bitch did to Hakeem.
- No.

I... I mean, I....

He asked questions. He's a therapist.

Like what?

(SIGHS) Look, I just...

I told him that I couldn't perform.

- Couldn't perform what?
- Sexually, Ma.

Oh.

The work was stressful,
and that's-that's it, I think.

- That-That's it.
- COOKIE: All right. Who knows

what you told him?

He had you doped up like a racehorse.

Just let me and your father
deal with that shrink.

But Andre, you need
to get a new doctor ASAP,

so you can get your meds
recalibrated, okay?

Please?

- Don't play with this stuff.
- Okay, okay.

I'm so glad you're better, though.

- Tomorrow, okay?
- Okay, okay.

- Promise me.
- I promise.

I promise. I promise.

(SIGHS) Well, I-I got to go.

Uh, I got to apologize
to Pamela. You know,

- she deserves better from me.
- Well, I don't know

- about all of that if she's a cop.
- No, don't.

- I'd rather you date another white girl.
- Oh, Ma, come on.

Don't listen to anything
this crazy woman is saying.

I'm sure she's lovely.
We'd love to meet her.

Thank you. You know, if you
guys hadn't done this for me,

- I probably w... I might have...
- COOKIE: Hey.

Tomorrow, Andre.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hey, look...
- Hey.

Uh, where's Poundcake?

You ain't heard?
They threw her in the hole.

For what? What about the baby?

Haven't heard anything.

I'll be back.

- What'd you do to Poundcake? Huh?
- You must have me mistaken.

I'm not some Joe Familiar you
just come out of the mouth to.

- I got a right to know.
- And I got a right

to throw you in the hole,
you don't shut up.

Look, I know that's your baby.

(BURLESON GRUNTS, COOKIE
WHIMPERS) -Oh, what the hell?

(PRISONERS CLAMORING, GROANING)

- Tough bitch!
- BURLESON: Everybody, quiet!

- Whoa!
- Settle down!

Say something else, I dare ya.

Let's go.

Come on, get in.

Oh, Poundcake.

(POUNDCAKE INHALES SHARPLY)

I'm sorry.

Damn.

They had you in there a whole month.

They only had me in for a week.

What they do to you in there?

Where's your baby?

Okay.

Come on, talk to me.

What did Burleson do
to you in there? Tell me.

He forced me to sign over my rights.

(CRYING): My baby's in the system now.

COOKIE: Damn.

(CRYING): Damn.

I hate this place, man!

They take everything you love,
and they leave you with nothing!

My word on everything,
we gonna take his ass down.

I promise you that.

(CRYING)

(PANTING)

(WHIMPERS)

♪ Every day, what did you do to me? ♪

- (DOOR OPENS)
- ♪ Because love ♪

- Really? You up in here drinking?
- ♪ Is like a drug ♪

Really? You in here
gonna lecture me again?

You ain't gonna get one.
Give me that bottle.

♪ Must be the plug ♪

♪ I can't get away,
want you every day ♪

Hakeem, what the hell you smoking?

♪ When you medicate,
all the pain goes away ♪

What you been drinking?

- ♪ Because love... ♪
- I hate them DuBois so much!

Every last one of 'em needs capping.

I'm not even gonna argue with that,

but we not about to talk
about capping nobody, Keem.

Oh, for real? Did you know
Anika moved in with Angelo?

I'm supposed to watch
another man raise my child

while you drink yourself
to death over some trick?

- ♪ If I'm hooked on you...
- Wait. Is this corny ass Warren?

Yeah, it's the stupid bitch.

I was gonna put this ho on my album

with a song called "Love is a Drug."

Love is a...?

Oh, hell, no, bruh.

We fixin' to clap back on this.

Well, now, you know damn clapbacks.

♪ You should be illegal... ♪

Which one is Warren vocals?

JAMAL: The one
that says "Warren vocals."

♪ I know the deal 'cause... ♪

Keem, what are you doing?

- Hakeem...
- Bye, ho.

JAMAL: Keem. (LAUGHS)

Bye again.

Hakeem.

(LAUGHS) Hell, yeah. Bye, ho.

Pour out liquor for the ho.

I was literally about to
put this ho on my song.

Keem, on my damn record!

♪ Oh, no, no, no, no...

Hey, that. Look, look, look,
look, look, look.

♪ Love

♪ And you

Let's go!

You're so damn loud.

♪ Because you got me...

- ♪ Trapped, trapped... ♪
- Hey! Yes!

Wait, wait. Hold up,
hold up, hold up. Sorry. Stop.

Stop, stop. Start it again. All right.

♪ It's gettin' kinda heavy,
I can't handle all the baggage ♪

♪ Never thought that I would
have to kick another habit ♪

♪ Can't believe I let you
get away with so much damage ♪

♪ Look at me ♪

- ♪ You did my heart so wrong ♪
- ♪ So wrong ♪

♪ One minute you love me

- ♪ The next minute you don't ♪
- ♪ You don't ♪

♪ Why is it so hard to let you alone? ♪

♪ - Let you alone ♪
♪ - Baby, I don't wanna do it no more ♪

- ♪ No more ♪
- ♪ Because love ♪

♪ Is like a drug ♪

♪ And you must be the plug ♪

♪ Because you got me ♪

♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪

♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪

♪ And you must be the plug ♪

♪ You codeine, you morphine ♪

♪ I need caffeine so I can wake
up from this bad dream, uh ♪

♪ Run up in the spot, give me
what ya got, we'll be in ♪

♪ And out, we'll be in and out,
baby rockabye. ♪

(g*nshots)

You've reached Detective Pamela
Rose of the New York City.

Police Department. Please leave
a message, and I'll get back

- to you as soon as I can.
- (BEEP) Uh, hey, hey, baby.

It's-it's just me again. It's Andre.

Um, listen, I-I just wanted
to apologize to you now

for everything I said,
everything I-I did.

I need to tell you, I need to
explain to you what happened,

and it's-it's
all just a misunderstanding,

you know, because of my medication.

Uh, my-my doctor, he, um...

Well, he-he was my doctor.
He's not my doctor anymore.

Pamela, um...

You're all that's good
in my life right now, baby.

I need you, please.

Call me back.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Hi, Pamela.

That's the w*apon I used
to k*ll Marlo Jones.

The m*rder I confessed
to you a few days ago.

You can take it down to the precinct,

they'll file it away as evidence,

and it'll put me away
for the rest of my life.

Why would I do that?

You called me a liar.

And accused me of colluding
with people I don't even know.

I know. I'm sorry.

- Look...
- (SCOFFS) You're sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- No.

I'm-I'm sorry, Pamela.

(SIGHS) Look, okay.

I called you over here
for something different, okay?

You know, it-it's good news, all right?

My family figured out how Diana DuBois

- was trying to work with my...
- Andre. Andre.

I don't care about Diana.

Or-or any damn DuBois or whoever else.

I don't even know these people.

- Yeah, and I...
- But yet you charge me with betrayal

without any evidence.

And that's based on what?

The fact that you and I
happened to meet

when-when your family
is going through all of this?

- I'm sorry, baby.
- No. No, no, don't-don't "baby" me.

- Andre, no. Don't. Don't.
- Come on. Hey...

You-you accused me of treachery,

even when I trusted you

with the biggest secret
of my entire life.

You can trust me, baby.

- You can...
- Andre, I k*lled someone.

I m*rder*d them.

And I have to carry that with
me every day until I die.

Do you have any idea
what that feels like?

To-to walk around with-with the
weight of-of a guilt like this.

You have no idea!

- No idea. You-You could never
understand what it is - Pamela.

- I'm dealing with.
- Pamela!

I do know...

how it feels.

I know exactly,

exactly what that kind
of guilt can do to you.

Ask me how.

I did something terrible, Pamela.

I know.

- (DOOR OPENS)
- THIRSTY: Lucious!

Oh, hey.

Look, there's something rotten
in Denmark, okay? I went above

due diligence,
tapping every contact I got.

There never was a Pamela Rose
in the NYPD.

- What? (SCOFFS)
- Never heard of her.

Andre's getting played.

Baby, what happened?

You can tell me.

I, um...

(PHONE BUZZING)

He's not answering his phone.

Last time I had eyes on him,
he was headed to his house.

Let's go.

You got it?

I'm good, I'm good.

(SIGHS)

What did you do?

The car b*mb.

Uh...

(EXHALES)

It was me.

I tried to k*ll my father.

I tried to k*ll him.

I do know what it's like...

to carry guilt.

Hmm?

And you understand me.

We understand each other.

Right?

I got you.

I got you.

I have a confession, too, Andre.

I'm not NYPD.

I'm Vegas Metro. Undercover.

And I've been after you
for quite some time.

And I finally got your ass. (CHUCKLES)

You have got to be the dumbest criminal

in the history of crime, you know that?

Did you really think that
you would get away with it?

I mean, with everything you've done?

I know about the car b*mb, you idiot.

I've known all along.

And the guy you hired to do it, Franco,

I know about him, too.

Or what's left of him, I should say.

And poor Giuliana Green.

Got a little too overconfident
and got herself k*lled.

By you.

But most of all,

I know you're going away
for the rest of your life.

Andre Lyon,

you are under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent...

Stop. Stop! On the ground.

On the ground. Stop!

(g*nshots)

(GRUNTING)

- (SHOUTING)
- (GRUNTING)

(CHOKING)

(GRUNTS)

What? Oh...

(SHOUTS)

Pamela, come on. Hey, hey.

Come on, Pamela.

Pamela. Pamela! Pamela!

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

LUCIOUS: Andre, son, are you okay?

COOKIE: Andre!

Andre. We coming in!

Ma, Ma, Pop, Pop, I'm-I'm sorry.

I'm-I'm so sorry.
I-I didn't mean to do it.

- Are you okay?
- I didn't mean to k*ll her, Ma.

You got to believe me.
You got to believe me.

What do you... what do you mean, k*ll?

Uh, and I liked her. She-she was so
nice, and she was... she was beautiful.

She was kind, and I-I liked her.
I liked her, Ma, and...

- Okay, come here.
- And I-I trusted her, Ma.

I-I trusted her.
I-I thought she'd understand.

But-but you were right.
Ma, you were... you were right.

You were right. She's no good.
She's no good. No good.

- She-She's a cop. She was a cop.
- Okay.

All right, Andre, what did you do?

She-she lied to me, Ma. She-she lied.

This whole time, she
was lying to me. And-and she...

- she was a cop, and-and she was
laughing at me. - (SHUSHING)

- Son. Calm down. Let us help you
for a minute. - Calm down.

Help me?! How you gonna help me, Pop?!

Look, look, look, look
what I did, Pop. Look, look.

(CRYING): Look what I did.

Look at her.

I'm sorry, Ma. I didn't mean...
I didn't mean to hurt her.

Okay. It's okay, baby.

- (SOBS)
- Come here. It's okay.

No, Ma, it's not gonna be okay,
Ma. It's not gonna be okay.

I k*lled her. I'm a k*ller.

(PANTING): Look, Pop, Pop...

I k*lled her.

There's no body there.

No. No, no, no, no.
You-you can't take that away.

- You can't take this away, Pop.
- Andre! Look!

There is nothing here, son.

- She's right there, Ma.
- There is

nothing here, Andre!
There's nothing here!

Okay? Baby, look.

There is nobody in here but you and us.

There's nothing here, baby.

(PANTING)
Look, look, go see for yourself.

There's-there's nothing there.

Nothing!

Oh, hell. No, no, no, no. Wait, wait.

Where is she?

(ANDRE EXHALES SHARPLY)

(SOBS)

So what are you drinking?

PAMELA: Whatever you're buying.

Mr. Lyon?

I k*lled her.

She was right here. I-I swear,
she was right... Where is she?

Next time, you'll go with me.

ANDRE: Oh, my God.

(CRYING): Where-where did she go?

Where is she? Where is she?!

I just... I saw her. She was here.

The DuBois are coming at me
and my brothers one by one.

Through people pretending
to care about us.

(GRUNTING)

(SHOUTS)

(GRUNTING)

(SHOUTS)

Oh, no.

Oh, no. God, help!

Oh, God.

You see what that bitch did to my baby?

Oh, God!

- She was right here.
- Baby, I know.

I swear, she was right...
What's wrong with me?

(SOBS) Oh, God!

(SOBBING)