Empire (2015–…): Season 4, Episode 10 - Birds in the Cage - full transcript

Previously on Empire...

We got one shot to put
this bitch down for good.

We have a warrant
for your arrest

in the kidnapping of Bella Lyon.

Please don't take my baby.

You will no longer use her

to get to me, or my family.

This is how it ends.

No! Jamal!

Oh, no.

There's been a shooting.
I think someone is dead.



Something going on with
the hormones, mama?

Who's the lucky daddy?

I love you.

I really think we should
take our time this go-round.

Your son had a psychotic break.

I need you to come back
stronger than ever.

Claudia.

My sweet, sweet Dwight.

What are we supposed to do now?

Just act like
everything is normal?

Baby, look, we just gonna start
putting this behind us, okay?

How does that work? Putting
behind you killing somebody?

Look, I don't want to...
hear no more about this.

You did everything in your
power to save a life.



And what about Angelo?

You were acting in
self-defense, Jamal.

What you did was heroic.

Look, I don't have no
answers for Angelo.

All I know is I'm standing
here with my baby,

and not burying him.

And that's all I care about.

Look, try to get
some rest, okay?

Yeah.

Something's wrong, Thirsty.

Look, they are never gonna press
charges, all right? Warren gave

a full account of the attack.
Jamal is in the clear.

- Don't fret.
- I can't find Lucious.

What, he... What do you mean?

He was supposed to come
to the house last night;

he never made it.

I just got that message.

"Going away for a while. I need
some quality time by myself."

- "Quality time"?
- Does that sound like Lucious to you?

No.

Okay. Look, let me see

what I can find out, okay?
D-Don't worry.

I'll call you when
I got something.

Dwight?

Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.

Dwight?

Can you hear me?

Hello?

Take it easy.

What did you do to me?

You just still have a little of
the sedative in your system.

Take it...

Dwight...

just take it easy, be careful.

I don't want you
to hurt yourself.

You... look, you've
mastered your prosthetic,

but your other leg is
chained to the piano.

Do... you know who...

I am?

Do you know what I
will do to you?

Do you know the kind of pain
that I'm-a bring on your head?!

We can discuss this

when you've had a
little bit more rest.

What'd you do to me?

I know who you are.

And I know exactly
what I'm doing.

So, we doing this, or what?

Man...

Hey, look, bitches,
don't play me.

If you're with me, then we gonna
hit hard and we gonna hit fast

until that man bleeds.

So are we together or what?

Yeah, yeah.

We doing this.

- A'ight. We in.
- Yeah.

Good. Okay, so I say
we hit after chow.

It's only him and two other
guards on the stroll.

We need to distract them, so
Chyna, Tam, that's on you.

Oh, you always cheat.

Bitch, why you tripping?

Hey, sit down.

Sit down! Get in your seat!

And that's when me and
Poundcake go to work.

- You know it.
- Poundcake gonna tenderize his ass.

I'm gonna cut him a buck 50.

Then if I get close enough...

Mm.

I got a few choice words
for his raping ass.

Sit down! Hey, sit down!

Quiet down!

Quiet down! Sit down!

- Get in your seats!
- Move back, move back!

Go, go, go! Get him!

You, move back!

You sick bastard.

Not today, Cookie.

Stop it!

Stay down!

Get off her!

- Please, no more!
- Don't make me tell you again!

She's got a blade.

Settle down, inmates.
We're good.

Throw her in the hole.

Three weeks ought
to cool her off.

Come on, get her up.

Playtime's over.
Back to your cells.

All right, the show's over.

Back up, inmate.

This is what you get.

On the gate.

Hey, Cook.

Hey, what you got for me?

Well, it so happens, my
cousin is an orderly

at the Parkway Institution.

That's where Andre's admitted.

Yeah.

And it's also the last spot
where Lucious was seen.

He went to go visit Andre.

This is the feed from
the security cameras

around the same
time he was there.

Wait for it.

Booyah.

Claudia?

Well, does she work there?

No, not at all.

Look-look, I got to ask.

Do you think there might
be a chance he relapsed?

Maybe went a little soft in
the brain, gave her a call?

Do you think that's
what he meant

by he "needed time alone"?

- You think he needed her again?
- I don't know,

it's hard to say. You know,
are we talking Lucious,

or we talking Dwight?

I mean, best we can
do is ask Claudia,

but therein lies the rub.

This chick is off the grid.

I can't reach her at
any of her numbers.

What about that doctor who
vouched for her? Gloria...

- Gloria Rothman. Yeah, she's on my list.
- Yeah.

I'll reach out to her, give
her the ol' "what's up, Doc?"

I mean, she's got
to know something.

I'll get back to you.

Thirsty.

Find him.

Yeah, we will.

Stay strong, Cook.

I really wish you
wouldn't fight this.

Why you doing this, huh?

You know? What, is it
some money you need?

Is it, is it... is this

some kind of a ransom thing

you want to do
with me right now?

You know me better than that.

I want Dwight.

I don't know him no more.

I don't believe that.

When we were together,
you were kind

and creative and brave.

And now you're just lost,
and so full of rage.

That's not who you are, Dwight.

Bitch, you better
stop calling me that!

My name is Lucious Lyon!

Your trauma is so deep.

But I know what that's like.

To have to shut down a part
of yourself to survive?

But you are Dwight.

And we'll get him
back, together.

Even if we have to
kill Lucious to do it.

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♪ They see my battle scars ♪

♪ They're not here
just because ♪

♪ Cigarettes and
tattered jeans ♪

♪ I'm a rebel with a cause ♪

♪ They say I'm troublesome ♪

♪ They want to back me
against the wall... ♪

- Becky.
- Hey.

Cookie don't want Tory Ash doing

no interviews with all
this Dubois mess going on.

Of course. We only
have every reporter

from every media
outlet in the country.

Who wouldn't want a
scoop on manslaughter?

Yo, don't shoot the messenger.
I'm just telling you

- what she told me.
- It's just...

where is Lucious?

♪ It only makes me stronger ♪

♪ Makes me stronger ♪

♪ Say it, just say
it, just say it ♪

♪ They're gonna
talk regardless ♪

♪ But my armor makes
me flawless... ♪

He's the only one
that can spin this.

He got one son at
the police station,

and another son in
the crazy house.

Lucious got enough on his plate.

This family loves drama. Look, hold this.
I'm-a go pee.

TMI.

♪ I was poking at the king, they
trying to wake up the beast ♪

♪ I put them in they place and
tell them to take a seat ♪

- ♪ Try they hardest, oh, they try
to tarnish my image ♪ - Yeah.

♪ But the lion in them means it
ain't no dying in them, so ♪

♪ Hey, uh ♪

♪ Tell them they can talk
as much as they want to ♪

♪ Let 'em talk now ♪

♪ I don't know what the
hell you want from us ♪

- ♪ What you want from us?
♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ If it doesn't kill me, it
only makes me stronger ♪

- ♪ Come on ♪ - ♪
Makes me stronger ♪

- ♪ Say it, just say it, just say it ♪
- Say it ♪

♪ They're gonna
talk regardless ♪

♪ But my armor makes
me flawless ♪

♪ I'm bulletproof. ♪

Excuse me, Cookie.

I got the doc.

Oh.

Dr. Rothman was kind enough
to come in and talk with us.

Thank you for coming.

She's Claudia's therapist.

Well, in our profession,
it's not uncommon

for colleagues to function as
counselors for each other.

- Mm. Have a seat.
- Uh-huh.

Yeah, we were hoping
that you could, uh,

locate her. We have a
couple of questions.

I haven't seen Claudia
for a few weeks now.

I've been unable to reach her.

Is... there something wrong?

Look, Lucious Lyon
is missing, okay?

And-and security cameras
picked Claudia up lingering

around the last
place he was seen.

So I'm-a ask you this once,
and I'm-a ask you nicely.

Do I got to worry
about this bitch?

Um...

Claudia has had her own
fair share of trauma.

It's made her an ideal person
to help others, but...

there have been times

when she took her
methods too far.

Would you like to hear
about your curriculum?

I was thinking that
we would start

with some of the
sensory exercises

that we did before.
I'll just need you

to be open and cooperative.

Well, what if I don't feel like
being open and cooperative?

Oh.

I have this if you
refuse medication,

and this is for my safety.

There was this
Olympic track star.

His team bus ran off
the road one night,

but he survived.

To help with his rehabilitation,

Claudia moved in
with the patient

and his wife up in Westchester.

The same damn thing she
did with me and Lucious.

Well, his doctors could
not believe his recovery,

but things took a turn
when his wife decided

to discontinue some of Claudia's
more nontraditional techniques.

- Okay, nontraditional?
- Yeah.

She likes to get a
little too hands on.

She thought it would be best

to take him to a more
secluded environment upstate.

Upstate? You have an address?

Uh, I'm not sure.

The wife intervened before
she was able to take him.

I-I'm sorry.

I really don't feel comfortable
saying anything more

until I've had the chance to
talk to Claudia, but I-I will

- continue to reach out to her.
- Thank you. -Yes. Oh, please do.

All right, and when you talk to
Claudia, I would like to know.

Nontraditional treatment.

- Upstate.
- Yeah.

I don't know if
you've seen it yet,

but the sun came out.

It keeps doing that.

- Yo, man, what are you doing?
- Man, I don't like this, Mal.

You're getting into fights.

You're shouting at
people, like a punk.

That's my gig, not you.

Come on, man. I thought we were
like the princes of England.

You were the stable one.

What's his name? William?

Did you know that when you
pull the trigger, it...

it's like the gunpowder
just stays on you.

No matter how much you wash it.

It don't matter how many times
I tell myself that we were...

we were both fighting
for the gun.

I can still feel myself...

I can still feel it going off.

Look, the Dubois came after
us with all they had.

- We still survived.
- Did we?

All of us.

Get dressed.

♪

- Where are we going?
- We going out.

Put your Guccis on.

You know, you got a bladder
the size of a thimble.

Why you got to
tinkle all the time?

Yo, how much I tinkle
and when I do it

is none of your business.

That's between me
and the toilet.

You pregnant?

What kind of question is that?

Ain't that a pregnancy
test in your hand?

Yeah, but these things don't
even mean anything, so...

They're like 99.999% accurate.
They mean a lot. What's it say?

- Can I wash my hands now, or...
- What does it say, Becky?

You know, it really
doesn't matter

what it says because until
I see an actual doctor,

every single one of
these are inconclusive.

So...

- And it's just not even...
- Damn, Becky!

How many of those you done took?

You got, like, a
dozen tinkle tests.

They positive?

I... I, um...

They positive.

I... I need to wash
my hands, okay?

- Oh, Becky.
- No, I...

It's okay.

It's okay.

I still didn't wash my hands.

That's ok... I didn't wash
my hands, either. It's okay.

♪

Dwight?

What's wrong?

My whole life, I
never felt safe.

Even as a child.

Except within the music.

And being here in this cabin,

it's like... the fog is lifting.

I can...

I can hear the music again.

I should've never sent you away.

It's okay.

I'm here now.

- It's okay.
- I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

It's all right.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Didn't I tell you?

I told you to let
me go, didn't I?

You didn't want to listen to me.
You should've let me go.

You should've let me
go, shouldn't you?

Aah!

Aah!

Aah! Stop! No!

You shouldn't have done that.

What did you do to me?

Experimental medications
heightened your receptors.

And with the synesthesia

combined with the
music and lights,

it creates this intense pain.

Something maybe a little
bit like a migraine.

- That wasn't music.
- Oh, yes, it is.

That's all of your rap songs
layered over each other.

That's what Lucious
Lyon sounds like.

Pain.

Five minutes should
be sufficient.

No! No!

♪ Check it out now ♪

♪ I got you stuck
off the realness ♪

♪ We be the infamous,
you heard of us... ♪

Talk to me.

Well, Claudia has never
owned any property upstate,

but her father owned
a house up there,

and it's still listed
under his name.

Yeah, well that must be it.

Text me the address. It
shouldn't be too far.

All right, Cookie, maybe
you shouldn't do this.

All right? The place
looks a little secluded.

Don't know what
you're walking into.

Look, I'll finish
with the police,

- and I can head right over there.
- No. Look,

if he's back to his old
Dwight self, I just...

just want to have a mature
conversation with him.

- That's all.
- Cookie, have you met you?

All right, most of your
conversations usually involve

a baseball bat and three
weeks of carpentry repairs.

Get off my phone.

- ♪ You could put your whole
army against my team ♪ -

You got this, Cook.

♪ I guarantee you it'll be your
very last time breathing ♪

You got this.

You got this, Cook.
You got this.

You got this, Cook.

You got this.

Oh, don't get up. It's just me.

You busy?

I thought you might be
interested in this.

"Rising rap star, Lucious Lyon,

attended The Source
Awards last night."

He's a handsome fella.

Might explain this supermodel
wrapped around him.

Come on, look alive.
You got family here.

Lucious. Lucious came.

Lucious! My babies
came to see me.

I ain't got nothing
to say to you, bitch.

Burleson told me that
I could see my baby

and get an early
leave if, you know,

I just tipped him on anything
that was going down.

But I didn't ask
you for nothing,

and I don't own
you a damn thing.

Yeah, that's right.

You saved your baby
all by yourself.

Get the hell out of my face.

You got no family inside,

you got no family outside.

I'm gonna break you.

I'm gonna break you so you
have to crawl out of here.

♪

Did you let him know
we were coming?

I thought we'd surprise him.

What are y'all doing here?

You know I'm coming
home in a week.

We just thought we'd
came to check up on you

before you came back.

Is it okay to catch
a hug or what?

I heard about what happened.
You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Yeah, we're just looking
forward to you coming home.

Whenever you're ready.

Warren?

He's fine.

Lucky Mal was there
to take Angelo out.

You know how stupid you sound

saying something like that.

What would you possibly know

about taking somebody
out, Hakeem?

Huh?

It's not some damn movie.

Look, I'm sorry, all right?

I shouldn't have come here. I...

Jamal, you can't leave.

We got to stick together.

No, that woman,

that woman, Diana, she
wanted to destroy us,

and she did.

She did, y'all.

Look at what she did to you.

And you and Bella and me.

And her own flesh and blood.

And now everybody's just
patting me on the back

and I'm so pissed about that
'cause they're just like,

"Oh, good job. Good
job." But for what?

Look, I ain't want
to kill nobody.

But I did.

But I did!

Jamal, it's okay.

It's okay.

No.

Dre, man, I'm sorry.
I'm fine, all right?

I'm really sorry.

Jamal, you listen
to me, all right?

We all carry our
burdens with us.

You don't have to
carry them alone.

I'm with you.

I'm with you, too.

I'm with you, too.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

I know.

You weren't yourself.

It's Cookie.

Cookie!

I'm in here!

You better get rid of her
or I will slit her throat.

She will not interrupt me again.

♪

Hello, Cookie.

Is Lucious here?

Because if he is, I would like
to speak with him, please.

Please.

How'd you find us?

Is there a reason why you're
not returning my phone calls?

We had some very important
work to do alone.

What's this "we," white wo...?

You know what?

You just...

Talk to me.

Ain't you got nothing better
to do than looking for me?

I mean, yeah, you asked Lucious

to help you to take
down the Dubois.

I did that, right?

But there was a part of
me that was developed

w-with Claudia that-that
I need to flesh out.

I don't know whether to
call it Lucious or Dwight,

but whatever it is... I
want to be a better man.

I don't know how this white
woman got you twisted,

but we have a company to run.

So I need you to get up off
your ass and come with me.

I need you to hear me.
I'm writing new music.

Can't you hear that?

Are you serious?

I've got to have time to
finish this new song. Please.

Okay, I'm not gonna
sit here and beg you.

If you want to stay here
with your wet nurse,

then you suck right on, baby.

♪

♪ Yesterday, I had a dream ♪

♪ We were family ♪

♪ When I woke up ♪

♪ You were next to me ♪

Ain't you got nothing
better to do

than looking for me?

I've got to have time to
finish this new song.

Please.

Yesterday, I had a dream
we were a family.

It was Mom's idea to
change your sound.

So she wrote you a love song.

♪ Yesterday I had a dream
that we were family ♪

This love song.

I need you to hear me.

I'm writing new music.

Write new music?

Hello, Cookie.

We had some very important work

to do alone.

It's new music.

That's a lie.

That's my song.

Great.

Come on, Cookie. Come on.

Come on, Cookie.

If you don't mind me asking,

how did this happen?

I mean, you know

- I know how it happened, you know?
- Ugh.

But, like... you know
what I'm trying to say.

It's a really good question,

'cause I hooked up
with J Poppa one time.

All it takes is one time, Becky.

More like six times.

- Eight.
- Eight?!

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

J Poppa really better
get on his knees

and pray about something.

Stupid.

Damn.

When this used to happen
to girls on my block,

I would swear up and down
it was never gonna be me.

I'm too smart for this.

And I worked too hard
to get where I am.

I bust my ass to get my job.

I just never saw being a
mother as a job for me.

So... what you gonna do?

I thought

you might be hungry.

I hope you meant what you said

about wanting to
be a better man.

It was nice.

Maybe you could play me a song.

I only play when I'm inspired,

and my inspiration just
walked out the front door.

I understand that you're
angry and tired, Dwight.

You better just calm down.

You know what? I would
walk a thousand miles

through broken glass, I would
kill everybody on this planet...

- I'm warning you.
- To save Cookie,

because I love her.

I love her. I love Cookie.

You'll never know
what that feels like

because you're a broken bitch.

Damn it. See what
you made me do?

Blown a circuit.

Shh, shh, shh.

You want to give
me a heart attack?

No, no, no.

- Come on, I'm gonna get you out of here.
- No, I can't.

The bitch chained me
to the frickin' piano.

What? Okay.

Shh. Let me see what I can
find and get you out of here.

It looks like the
Cookie crumbled.

Get up.

Walk.

Oh.

You can't get up on your own?

All right, come on,
get her on her feet.

Let's go.

Come on.

Come on. Get up, Cook.

You can do this. Get up!

- Stand up, Cookie.
- Get up. You can do it.

- Come on. -Come on, girl.
- Come on, Cookie. Get up.

- You can do it. Let's go.
- There you go.

You got it. Let's go. Get up.

- There you go.
- Show them, you got it.

- That's it.
- Yes.

There you go, Cookie.
Stand up, Cookie.

- Come on, girl.
- Don't let them. There you go, Cookie!

- Come on.
- You got it.

There you go.

♪

That's it!

Yes!

Go ahead, turn the key,hack.

You ain't free yet.

Cookie?

Hey.

- Are you all right?
- Ow.

What is going on?

Dwight made it

perfectly clear he
didn't need you.

You shouldn't have come back.

So, what's your plan, Claudia?
Huh? You can't keep him

chained to a piano on some
Black Snake Moan kink.

I'm trying to save
Dwight, not hurt him.

We have a... a connection
you will never understand.

I love him.

Girl, do you think
you the only bitch

that's been caught up in
some fantasy puppy love

over that old salty dog?

Oh, this is not puppy love.

He loves me. He told me.

He ain't never told
you that, heifer.

Are you serious, Lucious?

I'm strapped to a table because
you led this psycho on?

No, it's not what you...
it-it was a mistake.

A mistake?

Yes, 'cause I thought
she was you.

- What?
- What?

A mistake

like when you was hitting
Giuliana in Vegas,

when you were on your long con?

Or like you and Angelo.

- Okay.
- You want to throw bones?

- You want to throw sticks?
- You a trip, Lucious.

You always act like you don't
have a jealous streak, but...

Yeah, I'm not jealous of Angelo.

It was just the fact that
Angelo was disrespecting me,

and you parading
him in front of me

and the boy wasn't good enough
for you in the first place.

Well, we don't have to worry
about Angelo anymore, do we?

He got his dumb ass shot.

He's dead?

You need to pay attention, okay?

Giuliana's probably in the dirt
somewhere, pushing up daisies.

So anyone that gets involved
with you two turns up dead?

Well, I mean,

I wouldn't say everyone.

That's ridiculous.

I mean, we got a couple bodies.

You think this is funny?

That you ruin people's lives?

What you have is not love.

It's some kind of evil alchemy.

Like where you amplify the worst

and most vile instincts
in each other.

You're toxic.

I'm not gonna sit here and let
you head-shrink me, lady.

Okay? So do what you got to do.

How long were you in prison
before he served you

- with divorce papers?
- I told you I wasn't doing this

with you, lady.

Did you ever tell him how
badly that hurt you?

Why'd you abandon her?

I did not abandon her.

Well, you did stop calling,

you stopped visiting
and no letters.

So, what's that?

- That's abandonment.
- Did you ever think

how difficult it was for me
to come there every week

and see you with new scars,
new scratches, new bruises

and not to be able
to do nothing?

I felt helpless.

And when you got out, did
he greet you with open arms

- or did he give you half the company?
- Yes, I did.

No. What? No, you
didn't, Lucious.

- I did.
- You did not.

You were pitting our sons
against each other, remember?

Well, because I thought
I was dying from ALS.

So that stopped you from
giving me what was mine? Huh?

As much as I sacrifice
for this family...

No, if I got to hear one
more time you talking about

you spent 17 years in prison
for this damn family,

I'm telling you, Claudia,

you got permission to
stab me in my neck.

Have you thought how hard it
might have been for me out there

trying to raise
them boys by myself

and try and build a
freaking company?

Yeah, out there. Out
there, Lucious.

You had help. You
had my sisters.

You-you had my cousin, Bunkie,

till you didn't
need him anymore.

Hey, Bunkie didn't
deserve to die.

Yeah, you need to
stop talking, Cookie.

- No, I'm not gonna stop.
- You need to shut up!

I'm not gonna shut up!

'Cause Lucious don't shut up

until he gets what he wants.

You stole me from my
boyfriend, Barry,

and that is what put
my daddy in the grave.

You know the one thing that
ain't never happened to you,

Cookie, in this lifetime, is
you ain't never been took.

And you saw an opportunity

to get out of the
ghetto and you took it.

I saw you, and I saw a
woman that could help me

get to the top of this
damn game and I took it.

That's what brought us together.

It was the game
recognizing game.

It was hustle
recognizing hustle.

Ah, so it wasn't love.

You said I was your muse.

You said you loved me,

so I guess that was
hustle, too, huh?

Don't you get it now, Cookie?

After all that pain
and suffering,

he didn't love you.

That's not what I said.

If you're really
honest with yourself,

you don't love him, either.

You're in love with
that gold logo

that spins around on the record.

Not the man, not Dwight.

When I was in prison, my
family was the only thing

that kept me going.

I know we may argue over money

and power and turf,

but you can take
all of that away

and I will continue to love
them all, even Lucious.

So you can kidnap him,

you can chain him to a piano,

you can torture him

until he turns into a
little church boy,

but I prefer that monster
over Dwight any day.

You know why?

Because he belongs to me.

And if you think I'm gonna
walk out of here without him,

you don't know
Cookie Lyon at all.

So I suggest you ask
about me, bitch,

'cause I don't make
a move without him

and he don't make
one without me.

Do what you got to do.

- So be it.
- So be it.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

No, Claudia, you don't
have to do this.

I'm sorry. This is not
what I had planned.

No, you don't have
to do this at all.

And if you had just stayed away

- and let me do my work...
- Do it.

- Everything would've been fine.
- No, you don't have to do it!

I just need to do my work!

- Do your work, bitch. Do it.
- Shut up, Cookie.

- I wanted to do my work.
- Do your work.

Cookie, shut the hell up!

Do it.

She's not supposed to be here.

This is...

You got to go see.

Gloria, you can't be here.

You need to go now.

What is going on? Do you
have Lucious Lyon with you?

- His family is looking for him.
- I appreciate your concern,

but this is not your business.

- Hey!
- Wait, no, no, no, Lucious!

Lucious, Lucious, Lucious.

I got a plan.

- Claudia, I need to go inside.
- No.

I am working.

I'm going inside.

Where is she?

She went to get the police.

Told you it wouldn't
work out the way...

♪ Snitching is bitching ♪

Cookie!

You want to tussle? Come on.

Let's tussle.

You b-bitch.

Aah! Aah!

You can have Lucious,

- but Dwight is mine.
- No.

Kill her.

Go ahead, just do it.

You're a killer. That's who you
are, Lucious, so just do it.

Kill her!

Kill that bitch.

Do it!

No.

What?

- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

Why didn't you kill her?

And prove her right?

I decide who I am, not her.

Who are we, Lucious?

And yet you look at me

like I'm some kind of mutant.

Why do you hate me?

I'm the only one that knows

What he truly is.

- At the push of a button.
- Boom.

That's why I got to kill him.

The keys to the kingdom.

It's all yours, Dre.

Mom! Mom!

Get away from the car!

Mr. Lyon.

You all right?

Anything you need?

Yeah, I'm okay.

I have to tell him.

Oh, God. I have to tell him.

by LiviuBoss
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