Empire (2015–…): Season 4, Episode 9 - Slave to Memory - full transcript
The Lyons come up with a plan to take down the Dubois family once and for all.
Previously on Empire...
Are you saying Mr. Barker
would come on board at Empire?
Special advisor to your CEO,
Cookie Lyon.
And when I didn't quit my
job for you, you dumped me.
This court awards full custody
to Anika Calhoun.
- ANIKA: Yes! (laughs)
- (gavel bangs)
- Warren, what are you doing here?
- DIANA: My nephew
can provide full details.
Your nephew? Bitch!
- WARREN: She ruined me.
- ANGELO: You ruined you.
I told you what would happen
if you fell for a Lyon.
She compromised my therapist?
Yeah, see, he was
messing with your meds
so he could mess with your mind.
I'm Vegas Metro. I got you.
- (shouting)
- (grunting)
COOKIE: There is nobody in here
but you and us.
- There's nothing here, baby!
- Oh, no.
You see what that bitch did to my baby?
ANDRE: Oh, God!
We coming for you, bitch.
Funk Flex, I'm in the building.
(crowd cheering)
Y'all ready for this?
Who has the number one album on Empire?
(cheering continues)
The hottest single on Empire XStream?
The Lyon of all Lyons.
The once and future king!
♪
♪To belong♪
♪Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah♪
♪To belong♪
♪Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah♪
(crowd cheering)
♪Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah♪
♪ Long ago ♪
♪ And oh so far away ♪
(Cookie whoops)
♪ I fell in love with you, baby ♪
♪ Before the second show ♪
♪ Don't you remember you told me ♪
♪ You loved me, baby? ♪
♪ You said you'd be coming back ♪
♪ This way again, baby ♪
♪ Baby, baby ♪
♪ Baby ♪
- (whoops) Yes!
- ♪ Oh, baby, baby... ♪
Pop?
Pop?
Pop?
(music fades)
Pop!
Lucious!
Pop!
Pop...!
(Andre grunting)
LUCIOUS: It's all right, son.
It's all right. Daddy's here.
It's okay. Daddy's here.
Daddy's here. I got you.
Daddy's got you now.
Daddy's got you now.
It's okay.
It's gonna be fine.
Hello, Mr. Lyon.
- Can he hear me?
- Your son is
pretty much in his own world
right now, Mr. Lyon,
but I believe
he can sense your presence.
His blood pressure stabilized
the moment his mother
came in yesterday.
She didn't want to leave.
What's up with the straps?
It's for his own safety, Mr. Lyon.
We're keeping Andre heavily sedated
while we purge the psychotropics
from his system.
And then what?
We won't be able to determine
whether he's suffered
any permanent brain injury until
the drugs clear his system.
You do understand
your son had a psychotic break?
And you understand that my son's
gonna be perfectly fine, right?
Andre.
I want you to listen to me.
I'm your daddy,
and I'm back.
Which means that the people
that did this to my boy
is gonna pay dearly.
Eye for eye, tooth for tooth,
and bloody soul for bloody soul.
Juanita, do you have my necklace?
- JUANITA: Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you.
It's gonna be great.
Excuse me, Ms. Juanita,
I'm sure there's a...
- (Cookie sighs)
- ...plate left in the kitchen somewhere.
Oh, what are you doing, Lucious?
What God gave me to do.
Oh, please, I got this.
- (chuckles)
- Shh.
So, come on. What's the plan?
I know we got the Captain's Ball
and all this stuff to do,
but, I mean, which one of these
Dubois can I get at?
COOKIE: Uh, no, no, no.
I got it, Lucious, 'cause I can't risk
you going all Dwight on me and...
ruining everything. (chuckles)
I don't even know who that is.
COOKIE: Okay, let's talk
about this after Eddie's party.
(chuckles) Stop.
GAVIN:The Captain's Ball
begins promptly at 8:00,
and we'll have
a veritable militia staged
in the ballroom tonight guarding
the event from the inside.
They're trained in discretion.
Your guests will never know
they're there.
So, you have vetted
all of the waitstaff,
all of the hotel workers?
Yes, ma'am. Nobody's getting
through the cracks.
Very good. Thank you.
- Thank you, gentlemen.
- Yes, ma'am.
(men murmuring)
Anika.
I need you to check in
with the orchestra.
I have ordered a very specific program.
I want Ellington and BC,
and... Gershwin and Porter,
and my favorite, Schubert.
Schubert.
With pleasure, Diana.
- I'm right on it.
- Thank you.
Oh, and please check
the placement of video screens.
I want everybody to enjoy
the film we've created
about the Dubois
Philanthropic Foundation.
- Consider it done.
- Thank you.
Okay, Angelo. What is it?
You sure you want
to go through with this?
Have the Captain's Ball
when-when this war
between our family and the Lyons
is-is so hot?
(chuckles) I'm not at war with anyone.
But after last year's debacle,
it is time for us
to differentiate
and distinguish ourselves
so that people know who we are.
You let one of those Lyons
show up here tonight,
(scoffs) they'll be carted away.
Listen, I got to go.
(sighs)
♪
- It's fine.
- PORSHA: Look at these.
Look how big these are.
I ain't never seen them this big.
They need to start
calling them something else.
- It's good, though.
- (Becky groans)
- You okay?
- Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm.
- I'm sorry. I got to go.
- Hey, hold on, hold on, hold on.
What's up, Becky?
You looking good, mama.
You got this glow going on.
- Okay.
- Hey, hold on, hold on.
How come Andre's not here?
I don't know, Shine.
Where can I find him?
I don't keep tabs on all my superiors.
Get out of my way.
HAKEEM: Two legends.
- JAMAL: Mm-hmm.
- EDDIE: Mm-hmm.
Can't believe you leaving us,
Uncle Eddie.
You guys got to come
and visit me, all right?
Definitely. Definitely.
Y'all see them photos, don't you?
That's history there.
Wouldn't have an Empire
if it wasn't for this man here.
He's been there from the beginning.
You know you didn't have to do
all this for me, right?
It's making me kind of sad
that I'm leaving.
Then don't.
Look, I...
Almost finished with
Tiana's 20 For 20 album.
A couple more sessions left.
My mom always told me never
to overstay my welcome, and, uh,
now that Lucious is back,
you guys don't need me no more.
That's not true.
(Cookie laughs)
EDDIE: This is beautiful.
I'll tell you that?
COOKIE: Thank you.
EDDIE: Jamal, what do you
say to your mom?
JAMAL: She looks lovely.
COOKIE: Thanks.
- Little something I put together.
- Go ahead, Mama.
Oh, there the Hand of God.
He's right there.
Oh.
EDDIE: Look at him. He's back.
COOKIE: You really think he's back?
What? You're not convinced?
I don't know, Eddie.
- I just don't know.
- Then let's find out.
Lucious Lyon!
Calling you out, man.
Say when.
Come get your ass down here and
let's go over in here, old head.
I'm the baddest man
in the whole damn land.
- Uh-oh.
- And you want to do some hair cutting?
Y'all need to cut
this music down, all right?
- Cut the music down.
- LUCIOUS: Hey, you know
- I do this for a living, right?
- Uh-huh. Yeah, I do.
And I thank you for letting me
have your seat for a little bit.
- (chuckles)
- Oh, is that what this is?
No, thank you. Hell no, man.
What you got?
I'm gonna do something old school.
- Let's do it for Cookie, all right?
- COOKIE: Uh-oh.
For my Cookie.
EDDIE: Mm-hmm.
♪
♪ You didn't have to love me
like you did ♪
♪ But you did, but you did, ha-ha ♪
♪ And I thank you ♪
♪ Well, you didn't have
to squeeze me like you did ♪
♪ But you did, but you did ♪
♪ And I thank you ♪
♪ If you took your love
to somewhere else ♪
♪ I wouldn't know what it meant ♪
- ♪ To be loved to death ♪
- (Cookie laughs)
♪ You made me feel
like I've never felt ♪
♪ The kisses so good
I had to holler for help. ♪
Porsha? We're going to the mattresses.
Hey, boys.
Hey, Ma.
Hold all my calls, and let Thirsty know
I'm ready to see him, please.
Mattresses? What, you trying
to take a nap or something?
Please leave the office, Porsha.
Thank you.
So are you ready to take
your seat back on your throne?
You mean the seat that I've sat in
for damn near two decades
building this company?
Damn right I'm gonna sit in my seat.
You should sit in yours.
Your throne.
(chuckles softly)
Thank you.
You're the queen.
What's the plan?
Well, we found out that they're
gonna have their little party
at the Carlton Marquis, but...
you know security's
gonna be up the wazoo.
(playing minor-key classical music)
Yeah, I don't know how
we're supposed to get in there.
Ma, you got a plan?
- THIRSTY: You ready for me, Cook?
- Right on time.
Oh, it's a family affair. Boys.
- What's up, Thirsty?
- Lucious.
Here's what we know.
The security firm the Dubois
are using ain't no joke.
They got security, metal detectors,
bag checks in all four entrances.
Well, can't we do what we did
in Vegas and, you know,
go through catering,
get Becky on the inside?
No, no, no, all service
employees have been vetted,
even the freakin' bathroom attendants.
I'm telling you, this place is
locked tight, like a virgin.
Me and Mal walk through
the front doors,
people would notice us.
Do we even know who's performing?
Yes, she has the ever-lovin'
New York Philharmonic
up in there tonight...
with a guest conductor, though.
I mean, it sounds bootleg to me.
Uh, excuse me, Beethoven.
Uh, you hear us over here working?
Well, I figured
if y'all wanted to hear from me,
you'd rattle my cage.
Well, if you have any bright ideas,
now is the time to speak up.
Well, first and foremost, we're Lyons.
We don't do the Chutes and Ladders,
Mission: Impossible stuff.
We want to break into a place,
we do that by bustin' heads
straight up with music.
It's music that gets us in there.
(playing ending arpeggio)
THIRSTY: All right,
let me just get that paperwork.
- (Becky sniffling)
- What's up there, Becky?
Becky, are you, are you crying?
No, I'm-I'm not crying. I'm fine.
You are crying, man. What's going on?
I'm not crying.
Leave me alone. I'm good.
Something going on
with the hormones, mama?
Would you...
Don't talk about my hormones!
God.
Okay, I see.
Who's the lucky daddy?
Here.
Come on, take it.
It's gonna be all right.
- (elevator bell dings)
- JAMAL: Yo, Keem,
I swear, I cannot figure
this damn thing out.
It's either getting stuck,
or it just splatters every-damn-where.
'Cause you never put
the top down tight enough.
How the hell did you get up in here?
I gave your doorman $10,000 in cash.
It was... the money
my aunt gave me to leave town.
(exhales)
Wow.
That's what you got for what you did.
It was supposed to be
a whole lot more...
but I blew it,
because I fell in love with you.
(chuckling): Oh, well...
let's... let's hear it for the boy.
What do you want?
I'm not here for pity.
I deserve everything,
every-every broken nose,
every busted lip.
- Yes, you do.
- Yes, everything that you gave me.
But I got some information
that I think you
and your family need to know.
Yeah, well, you can save it.
I'm not here to give you absolution.
Unless, of course,
you can tell me you didn't know
what she was doing to my brother Andre.
You can't, can you?
You knew every single thing
that she was doing,
and you could've said something,
but you didn't.
And for that, my brother almost died.
For that, some of him already did die.
So you can stand here with your
sad eyes and your busted face,
telling me how much you love me;
I don't care.
You and every bitch like you
deserves to die.
Get the hell up out my house.
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Warren.
What is it you need to tell me?
♪ Yeah, nah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah
♪ Yeah, nah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... ♪
You've been real
dismissive with me lately.
What are you talking about?
You know exactly
what I'm talking about.
Got issues with my leg.
- What about your leg?
- Well, I've got one leg.
You think maybe I'm not man enough
because I don't have both of my legs,
but I thought you knew
I'm more than man enough.
We are not about to have
a conversation about your leg.
Let me come into that bedroom,
I'll show you ain't no Dwight in there.
This is not about sex.
Think it's not about sex?
Everything's about the sex principle.
You think people
don't look at me and wonder
whether I do it, whether
I don't, who do I do it with,
does somebody want to touch my
nub, do I keep my leg on or not?
Think I'm not the man
that I'm supposed to be?
I'm Lucious Lyon.
I'm more than the average man,
and somebody has made
an outright attack against my family.
You think because I don't have
both of my legs as a whole,
or all of my memory,
that it's gonna stop me
from making them pay,
well, you out your damn mind,
because vengeance is mine.
No.
It's mine. Diana Dubois
came after me and my family.
And if you're here...
if you're really here...
then welcome back, Lucious.
Look, we got one shot
to put this bitch down for good.
Just one.
♪ Mm, mm, mm, mm ♪
♪ So I'm giving you up,
I'm giving you up... ♪
ANGELO: Say what?
No, well, then, get...
Listen to me, get some more chairs.
What... No, look, I'm not
telling the mayor he can't bring
his mistress and her beard
because we ain't got
enough chairs, so t...
- Wait, Clive...
- Excuse me, sir.
- You need to move over.
- Excuse me?!
Clive has the evening off, right, Cook?
We got something
we need you to sign, bitch.
(man speaks indistinctly)
What do y'all want from me?
Sign this.
I told you, I'm not signing that.
You see, that wasn't even nice.
I want you to sign this confession
stating that your nasty-ass mama
kidnapped my granddaughter
and then extorted my son
and made him work
against his own family.
Sign it.
I didn't know anything about that.
That happened before
I even knew what was going...
Yeah, then maybe the judge
will go easy on you.
You sign it.
It's not gonna matter.
If I sign it under duress,
it's not gonna be admissible in court.
See, here he go,
trying to be mayor again.
I got something for you.
This is what we do for people like you.
See, we got a whole lot in common.
You're not the only person
with a controlling-ass mama
who likes to prop them up
and then tear them down.
We got a lot in common, my friend.
The only thing we got in common
is that we bagged
the same bitch in bed.
(Lucious shouting)
- See, that was for Cookie.
- (coughs)
See, I got a whole lot
of memories coming back to me,
and unfortunately,
when it concerns you,
they're all bad, and it makes me
want to shoot you
in your damn head.
Now, the way I pieced it together,
Cookie hurt you a whole lot more
than you hurt her,
so I'm-a give you a choice.
You can either sign this...
...or your mama's brains can be on it.
(grunting)
(Angelo coughs)
That was a lot easier, wasn't it?
Come on, baby boy.
To the ball we go.
They're not gonna let you in.
LUCIOUS: Yeah, they will. We're
gonna be your guests of honor.
And if they don't,
it's gonna be the bloodiest
damn ball they've ever had.
- (crowd chattering)
- (classical music playing)
WOMAN: Thank you, Mrs. Dubois.
- (Diana laughs)
- MAN: Wonderful to see you.
DIANA: Hello, gentlemen.
Thank you so much for being here.
Thank you. Hello.
Mr. Mayor, mm.
Be sure to get on the dance
floor with your secretary.
(chuckles)
Hello. Hello.
- MAN: Mrs. Dubois.
- Hello.
- Arms up, please.
- (metal detector beeping)
All right, sir.
Right this way.
Please empty your pockets.
- (metal detector beeping)
- Right over here, ma'am.
Thank you.
GUARD: Excuse me, sir.
Did you remove all the metal
from your pockets?
LUCIOUS: No, I did not. My bad.
(metal detector whines)
I cannot let you in.
You're Lucious Lyon.
- They're with me.
- (metal detector beeping)
I was given strict instructions, sir.
- They're fine. I promise.
- Excuse me. Excuse me.
You can speak to my mother.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Next, please.
So good to see you.
Lovely, lovely.
- Diana.
- Hello.
- You look amazing.
- Thank you.
- Yes.
- Captain's Ball.
- Cheers to that.
- Shall we?
- To the Captain's Ball.
- (Anika chuckles)
Angelo.
- Ang... Oh, my God, look at you.
- Mother, mother.
Please, please, please,
please don't draw attention.
(scoffs) What happened to you?
The Lyons happened to me,
and I apologize.
They're here.
Angelo.
Excuse my appearance.
You look beautiful.
(classical music continues)
(tango music playing)
- DIANA: What is that music?
- I'm sorry.
♪
MAN: Wow, is that Lucious Lyon?
WOMAN: Oh, they're exquisite.
Oh, look at them. They're beautiful.
Such graceful movement.
Okay, that's enough of it.
- Get them out of here.
- All units...
- Mother, it's no use.
- What?
They came with a veritable
militia, all right?
They snuck them in with the musicians.
♪
- (music ends)
- (crowd cheering)
Chicken, drop the beat!
Got you, Lucious.
- (hip-hop music playing)
- The beat? Chicken?
Not bad, old geezer.
- I told you this gimp still got it.
- (laughs)
HAKEEM: Hey, yo!
Yo, it's time to make
this Captain's Ball
a little bit more baller.
JAMAL: How 'bout we give it up one time
for Lucious and Cookie Lyon?
That was incredible.
So talented.
- Yeah.
- (applause)
Listen, I-I performed here last year.
Remember when it was the
People's Ball? For the people?
Yeah, things have changed, huh?
Yeah? No judgment.
Maybe a little bit, right? (chuckles)
HAKEEM: But this one right here is for
our big brother Andre,
who couldn't be here today,
'cause Diana Dubois
put him in the hospital.
- (crowd murmuring)
- Crowd: What?
Get them off the stage. Get them...
Come on, y'all. Why don't we
give it up for Diana Dubois?
I see you, D.D. I see you, D.D.
(Cookie whooping)
(orchestra playing
lively classical music)
Y'all didn't think to check
the security of the orchestra.
Yeah, I guess you didn't think
the ghetto knew about classical music.
HAKEEM: Whoo!
♪ You told me it was love,
but it wasn't ♪
- ♪ But it wasn't ♪
- (hip-hop beat playing)
♪ They say that bitches come
a dime a dozen ♪
♪ You were cheap,
what the hell you do to me? ♪
♪ Rip the heart up off my sleeve
and kick a field goal ♪
- ♪ It's supposed to be a party ♪
- ♪ Be a party ♪
- ♪ Why ain't I invited? ♪
- ♪ I invited ♪
♪ I punch you in the face
and I don't care who like it ♪
- ♪ Funny how the time flies ♪
- ♪ Time flies ♪
- ♪ It never last ♪
- ♪ It never last ♪
♪ Should've known that I could
never trust your ass ♪
- ♪ Because love ♪
- ♪ Love ♪
- ♪ Is like a drug ♪
- ♪ Is like a drug ♪
♪ And you ♪
♪ Doin' too much because you got me ♪
♪ Trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪
- Hey!
♪ And you doin' too much ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Whoa ♪
- ♪ You doin' too much ♪
- Yeah!
♪ Stupid is, stupid does ♪
♪ Stupidness, look at us ♪
♪ Stupid bitch, look at us ♪
♪ Stupid bitch, look at us ♪
♪ Whoo, run up in the spot,
give me what you got ♪
♪ We'll be in and out ♪
- ♪ Oh, baby, rockabye, hey
- (snare drum popping)
Get... Call the police now.
- ♪ Now, why would you make
me an enemy? ♪ - Enemy
- ♪ Make me run up on your family ♪
- (snare popping)
- ♪ Funny how the time flies ♪
- ♪ Time flies ♪
- ♪ It never last ♪
- ♪ It never last ♪
♪ Should've known that I could
never trust your ass ♪
- ♪ Because love ♪
- ♪ Love ♪
♪ Is like a drug ♪
I need everybody to
spread some love right now!
♪ And you ♪
- And put your hands in the air.
- ♪ Doin' too much ♪
- One, two, three, go!
- ♪ Because you got me ♪
♪ Trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Baby ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪
♪ And you doin' too much ♪
♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Too much ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped ♪
♪ Don't think about it,
think about it ♪
♪ Doin' too much ♪
♪ You got me lookin' stupid ♪
♪ Baby, doin' too much ♪
- ♪ You got me lookin' foolish ♪
- ♪ Doin' too much ♪
- ♪ So don't you make me do it ♪
- ♪ Baby, doin' too much ♪
♪ Don't make me pull the plug. ♪
(music fades)
(whooping) Yeah, that's right!
Drop the mic, babies! They're my sons!
- Yeah!
- Come on. Let's get out of here.
Let's just go. Excuse us, please.
LUCIOUS: Where you going, Ms. Dubois?
That's just the opening act.
Y'all gonna miss the main event.
Kill 'em, Cook.
Mm-hmm.
HAKEEM: Yo, yo, yo!
I need y'all to make some noise
for Cookie Lyon.
(scattered clapping)
- Yeah!
- That's all right. That's all right.
Y'all won't clap now,
but you gonna clap later.
Good evening, and welcome
to the Captain's Ball.
Now, I've heard that you guys
are expected to stand around
and listen to a bunch
of wordy testimonies
about how amazing Diana Dubois is.
Well, I'm gonna switch things up
for you a little bit tonight,
make things a little exciting.
I'm gonna introduce you
to one of her nephews.
What?
Warren Hall.
Take it away, Warren.
Cue it.
Okay, Warren. You're up.
Hello, everybody.
And I hope you're enjoying
the Captain's Ball.
I'm sorry I couldn't be there with you.
- Gavin?
- Ms. Dubois.
Where are the police?
Stop this immediately.
We're trying, ma'am.
They've got control of all our systems.
The police are on their way.
WARREN: But I want you to know
who Diana Dubois really is.
She used her family
to destroy another family.
Starting with the kidnapping
of Bella Lyon.
(crowd murmuring)
She's one of the most disgusting,
vile people I have ever met.
Warren, why are you doing this?
Do you need more money?
- 'Cause we got, we got...
- Angelo, Angelo, do not engage.
I don't need your money, cousin.
I'm trying to save my soul, and
I suggest you do the same thing.
Okay.
Where are you going?
I'm going to find him
and put him down
like the rabid dog that he is.
(chuckles) There you have it,
ladies and gentlemen.
Diana Dubois, patron of the arts,
a founder of numerous
charitable organizations.
You like to look at her
as the pillar of the community,
and she ain't nothing
but a kidnapping, conniving ho.
(crowd gasping, murmuring)
You pernicious piece of trash.
Ooh!
These allegations are as unfounded
as they are outrageous.
Oh, no, sister, but we have proof!
Because your bitch-ass son
that just ran out of this room
signed a confession.
Oh, and he's not alone. He has company.
Yeah, oh, just look around, honey.
You can't swing a hair weave track
without it brushing up
against one of those
shady-ass Dubois family members.
Lana! Girl, is that you?
There is Warren's sister, Lana.
She's a doctor.
Oh, and there's her friend,
Dr. Lambert.
Well, let me tell y'all
about these two.
Lana had her friend, Dr. Lambert,
prescribe my son
psychosis-inducing drugs.
(crowd gasping, murmuring)
My son suffers from
mental illness already.
Who would do that?
Diana Dubois,
the pillar of your community.
(chuckles)
She's a kidnapper.
She kidnapped my grandbaby,
my son's daughter Bella.
She also paid her own nephew
to infiltrate my family
and rip son's heart out of his chest.
(crowd murmuring)
What?
These are my babies, okay?
They're good boys. They're talented.
They might be messy sometimes,
but they didn't deserve
to be treated like that
- by this bitch.
- (crowd gasping)
Good-bye, babies.
Y'all did a good job today.
Thank you.
Nanny, bring her bag, please.
Hurry. Hurry.
(door opens, closes)
HAKEEM: I'll take my daughter.
The hell you will.
I'm gonna need you to sign this.
What is this?
We got videotapes of you and Diana,
when Bella was supposed to be missing.
Warren told us where they were.
You're an accessory to a kidnapping.
Hakeem, I...
I can't go back to jail.
Then sign it.
- Give her to me.
- No, please. Please.
(sobbing): Please, don't take
my baby again, please.
Don't take her from me.
Like you took her away from me?
Huh?
Please, don't.
Stop crying, Anika. It upsets Bella.
Look, I know what it's like
to grow up without a mother.
I would never do that to my daughter.
You're gonna be a part of her life,
but the BS stops right here.
You will no longer use her as a pawn
to get to me or my family.
Do you understand me?
Yes.
I understand.
But the tapes...
Nobody got to see them.
But don't ever forget we got them.
And there's no statute
of limitation on kidnapping.
Sign it.
Oh, if I were you,
I wouldn't go to
the Captain's Ball downstairs.
It's a Red Wedding down there.
Let's go, Bella.
It's time to go home.
(sobbing)
So there you have it,
ladies and gentlemen.
- Let's go. Take me home.
- Didn't you hear them?
They have a signed confession.
Trying to save yourself?
They have a coerced confession.
You kidnapped a baby?
Yeah, she did.
Cookie, I am very sorry.
And I hope to God
Andre makes a full recovery.
Thank you.
And I'm sorry I ever got
involved in any of this.
Shut up.
COOKIE: Diana Dubois. (chuckles)
She ain't nothing
but a common criminal.
(crowd murmuring)
You...
your gimp-legged husband
and your intellectually
challenged children
are not now nor will you ever be
fit to judge me.
And as for the rest of you,
shaking your heads,
batting your eyelashes,
trembling in your shoes
and backing away...
Pathetic.
If it weren't for me,
half of you wouldn't be here.
COOKIE: I feel sorry for you, Diana.
My family would never turn on me
the way yours have on you tonight.
- Really?
- Really.
- Excuse me.
- DIANA: Is that why you spent
the better part of your life in prison?
Oh, I wouldn't call it
the better part, honey.
I'm just getting started.
- Ms. Dubois.
- Yes, she's right over there.
We have a warrant for
your arrest in the kidnapping
- of Bella Lyon.
- (crowd murmuring)
Do not... touch me.
COOKIE:
I wouldn't resist arrest, honey.
- They might put you in a choke hold.
- (laughter)
WOMAN: Yes, Cookie!
MAN: Go, Cookie!
WOMAN 2: Long live Queen Cookie!
- Enjoy your prison life!
- WOMAN 3: You tell 'em, girl!
COOKIE: Why don't we spark up
this band, honey?
Let's get this party started.
- (pounding on door)
- One second, Jamal.
(pounding on door)
Get back.
- Angelo.
- Shh.
- Angelo...
- See? See?
- Wait a minute. Listen.
- I told you to shut your...
Warren, your plane
leaves in less than two...
- Ah.
- Oh, guys. Come on.
Isn't this sweet?
(laughs)
- Angelo, this...
- Get your ass back.
This is the part,
this is the part of the story
where Romeo falls
into Juliet's arms, right?
- Come on, man.
- And they get to have
really hot makeup sex.
- Angelo, all this...
- Listen. Nah, nope!
Nope.
Are we at that part of the story?
- Angelo, listen...
- This is how it ends.
Angelo!
No! Jamal!
- Give it to me!
- Stop it!
(both grunting)
(grunts): Jamal!
Let go! Stop it!
(gunshot)
Wait a minute.
Uh, wait a minute.
Jamal.
- Oh, no.
- Angelo.
- Angelo.
- Oh, no.
(Angelo groaning)
I'm all right. It's my shoulder.
I'm good.
Angelo. Hey, you all right?
Come on, man. Please.
Come on, come on, man.
Come on, come on.
(line ringing)
WOMAN: 911. What's your emergency?
Yeah, um, I need a... I need someone
at, um, the Sixth Street
Motel in Long Island.
There's been a shooting.
Yeah.
I think someone is dead.
LUCIOUS: So, you headed home?
COOKIE: Yeah. Aren't you? I'm tired.
I want to stop by the hospital
and let Andre know
we took care of things for him.
- Can you tell him I love him?
- Of course.
Let him know I'll be there tomorrow.
I am tired tonight.
- So, Cook?
- Yeah?
Are we good?
Um, yeah.
W-Why you say that?
This is me, baby. I'm back.
(chuckles)
You're back just like that?
Well, not just like that.
I'm still seeing the music
and hearing the colors, and...
I'm kind of Lucious-plus now.
I'm just hoping you and me
can get back to where we were.
Back to where we were?
What do you mean?
Either you're moving
into my bedroom, babe,
or you're moving out of the house.
(chuckles)
Well, I guess I'll be moving out.
'Cause if you're really back,
Lucious...
...I really think we should
take our time this go-round.
You know how much I love you, right?
I love you, too. (chuckles)
Webb, get my baby home.
Good work in there tonight,
Fred Astaire.
(chuckles)
Been a really great help to me
for these last few months, Sheri.
I've really enjoyed
getting to know you.
Yeah. Me, too.
I'm gonna send you a ticket,
so you can come visit
me in Barbados. All right?
- Okay.
- GISELLE: Eddie!
That'd be nice.
- Great.
- Eddie!
Look...
Who is that?
- It's my ex-wife.
- Who is this?
How old are you? 15?
You know what? She happens to be 32.
Whatever.
And she's an accomplished
assistant engineer.
What do you want, Giselle?
Want me to wash your Maserati for you?
Look, I want you to tell me
that this business with Steve
Lawrence is just a bad dream.
What are you talking about?
Oh, my God.
You don't even know.
Here. You didn't see this?
"Steve Lawrence's
Multibillion-Dollar Scam."
"Lawrence Another Bernie Madoff."
"Wealthy Clients Bankrupted."
Is this real?
You're damn straight it's real, Eddie.
We're broke.
Wiped out.
You, me, the other ex-wife...
that's if you had her in the
same investments you had me in...
the kids from both marriages.
I saw the returns. I-I saw them myself.
It was a Ponzi scheme.
He was robbing Peter to pay Paul.
Okay, what are we gonna do? Huh?
It's not a problem, Giselle.
You see where we are, right?
Empire. So?
I've been ensconced here
for the last few months.
I've been helping them stay afloat.
Cookie and Lucious would love
for me to stick around Empire,
help them out.
Hey.
What?
I got some ideas.
I heard you.
Let me handle this.
(Cookie sighs)
Yeah, just take all of
that stuff to my place.
MAN: All right, let's move those
right out to the truck.
(sighs)
Think I'm gonna stay here tonight.
Andre?
Can you hear me, cheap seats?
(chuckles softly)
Took some doing to find out
where they had you hidden away.
You been keeping your mouth shut?
I didn't think so, either.
Shine.
- Hey.
- What are you doing here?
Hey, just checking on Andre.
How you doing, Lucious?
How'd you find him?
(scoffs) You ain't
the only one with juice.
Why you hiding him, anyway?
I'm not hiding him.
I'm protecting him.
I didn't know y'all became friends.
Andre is my boy.
We squashed all that petty
stuff a long time ago.
Anyway, I'm gonna let you
have some time with your son.
- Thank you, brother.
- All right.
Hey.
Can you hear me?
I want you to know...
(sighs)
...I clapped back
on those sons of bitches
that put you in the hospital.
Son...
I want you to know I'm back now,
and I need you to come back
stronger than ever.
(weakly): Pop.
Son.
Pop.
Please don't hate me.
Oh, no. I don't hate you, son.
I love you.
The bomb...
I-I tried to kill you.
The bomb...
♪
Lucious?
Lucious?
Where are you?
Lucious, where are you?
(grunts)
Claudia?
Yes, it's me.
My sweet, sweet Dwight.
I told you I would never leave you.
Never.
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Are you saying Mr. Barker
would come on board at Empire?
Special advisor to your CEO,
Cookie Lyon.
And when I didn't quit my
job for you, you dumped me.
This court awards full custody
to Anika Calhoun.
- ANIKA: Yes! (laughs)
- (gavel bangs)
- Warren, what are you doing here?
- DIANA: My nephew
can provide full details.
Your nephew? Bitch!
- WARREN: She ruined me.
- ANGELO: You ruined you.
I told you what would happen
if you fell for a Lyon.
She compromised my therapist?
Yeah, see, he was
messing with your meds
so he could mess with your mind.
I'm Vegas Metro. I got you.
- (shouting)
- (grunting)
COOKIE: There is nobody in here
but you and us.
- There's nothing here, baby!
- Oh, no.
You see what that bitch did to my baby?
ANDRE: Oh, God!
We coming for you, bitch.
Funk Flex, I'm in the building.
(crowd cheering)
Y'all ready for this?
Who has the number one album on Empire?
(cheering continues)
The hottest single on Empire XStream?
The Lyon of all Lyons.
The once and future king!
♪
♪To belong♪
♪Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah♪
♪To belong♪
♪Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah♪
(crowd cheering)
♪Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah♪
♪ Long ago ♪
♪ And oh so far away ♪
(Cookie whoops)
♪ I fell in love with you, baby ♪
♪ Before the second show ♪
♪ Don't you remember you told me ♪
♪ You loved me, baby? ♪
♪ You said you'd be coming back ♪
♪ This way again, baby ♪
♪ Baby, baby ♪
♪ Baby ♪
- (whoops) Yes!
- ♪ Oh, baby, baby... ♪
Pop?
Pop?
Pop?
(music fades)
Pop!
Lucious!
Pop!
Pop...!
(Andre grunting)
LUCIOUS: It's all right, son.
It's all right. Daddy's here.
It's okay. Daddy's here.
Daddy's here. I got you.
Daddy's got you now.
Daddy's got you now.
It's okay.
It's gonna be fine.
Hello, Mr. Lyon.
- Can he hear me?
- Your son is
pretty much in his own world
right now, Mr. Lyon,
but I believe
he can sense your presence.
His blood pressure stabilized
the moment his mother
came in yesterday.
She didn't want to leave.
What's up with the straps?
It's for his own safety, Mr. Lyon.
We're keeping Andre heavily sedated
while we purge the psychotropics
from his system.
And then what?
We won't be able to determine
whether he's suffered
any permanent brain injury until
the drugs clear his system.
You do understand
your son had a psychotic break?
And you understand that my son's
gonna be perfectly fine, right?
Andre.
I want you to listen to me.
I'm your daddy,
and I'm back.
Which means that the people
that did this to my boy
is gonna pay dearly.
Eye for eye, tooth for tooth,
and bloody soul for bloody soul.
Juanita, do you have my necklace?
- JUANITA: Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you.
It's gonna be great.
Excuse me, Ms. Juanita,
I'm sure there's a...
- (Cookie sighs)
- ...plate left in the kitchen somewhere.
Oh, what are you doing, Lucious?
What God gave me to do.
Oh, please, I got this.
- (chuckles)
- Shh.
So, come on. What's the plan?
I know we got the Captain's Ball
and all this stuff to do,
but, I mean, which one of these
Dubois can I get at?
COOKIE: Uh, no, no, no.
I got it, Lucious, 'cause I can't risk
you going all Dwight on me and...
ruining everything. (chuckles)
I don't even know who that is.
COOKIE: Okay, let's talk
about this after Eddie's party.
(chuckles) Stop.
GAVIN:The Captain's Ball
begins promptly at 8:00,
and we'll have
a veritable militia staged
in the ballroom tonight guarding
the event from the inside.
They're trained in discretion.
Your guests will never know
they're there.
So, you have vetted
all of the waitstaff,
all of the hotel workers?
Yes, ma'am. Nobody's getting
through the cracks.
Very good. Thank you.
- Thank you, gentlemen.
- Yes, ma'am.
(men murmuring)
Anika.
I need you to check in
with the orchestra.
I have ordered a very specific program.
I want Ellington and BC,
and... Gershwin and Porter,
and my favorite, Schubert.
Schubert.
With pleasure, Diana.
- I'm right on it.
- Thank you.
Oh, and please check
the placement of video screens.
I want everybody to enjoy
the film we've created
about the Dubois
Philanthropic Foundation.
- Consider it done.
- Thank you.
Okay, Angelo. What is it?
You sure you want
to go through with this?
Have the Captain's Ball
when-when this war
between our family and the Lyons
is-is so hot?
(chuckles) I'm not at war with anyone.
But after last year's debacle,
it is time for us
to differentiate
and distinguish ourselves
so that people know who we are.
You let one of those Lyons
show up here tonight,
(scoffs) they'll be carted away.
Listen, I got to go.
(sighs)
♪
- It's fine.
- PORSHA: Look at these.
Look how big these are.
I ain't never seen them this big.
They need to start
calling them something else.
- It's good, though.
- (Becky groans)
- You okay?
- Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm.
- I'm sorry. I got to go.
- Hey, hold on, hold on, hold on.
What's up, Becky?
You looking good, mama.
You got this glow going on.
- Okay.
- Hey, hold on, hold on.
How come Andre's not here?
I don't know, Shine.
Where can I find him?
I don't keep tabs on all my superiors.
Get out of my way.
HAKEEM: Two legends.
- JAMAL: Mm-hmm.
- EDDIE: Mm-hmm.
Can't believe you leaving us,
Uncle Eddie.
You guys got to come
and visit me, all right?
Definitely. Definitely.
Y'all see them photos, don't you?
That's history there.
Wouldn't have an Empire
if it wasn't for this man here.
He's been there from the beginning.
You know you didn't have to do
all this for me, right?
It's making me kind of sad
that I'm leaving.
Then don't.
Look, I...
Almost finished with
Tiana's 20 For 20 album.
A couple more sessions left.
My mom always told me never
to overstay my welcome, and, uh,
now that Lucious is back,
you guys don't need me no more.
That's not true.
(Cookie laughs)
EDDIE: This is beautiful.
I'll tell you that?
COOKIE: Thank you.
EDDIE: Jamal, what do you
say to your mom?
JAMAL: She looks lovely.
COOKIE: Thanks.
- Little something I put together.
- Go ahead, Mama.
Oh, there the Hand of God.
He's right there.
Oh.
EDDIE: Look at him. He's back.
COOKIE: You really think he's back?
What? You're not convinced?
I don't know, Eddie.
- I just don't know.
- Then let's find out.
Lucious Lyon!
Calling you out, man.
Say when.
Come get your ass down here and
let's go over in here, old head.
I'm the baddest man
in the whole damn land.
- Uh-oh.
- And you want to do some hair cutting?
Y'all need to cut
this music down, all right?
- Cut the music down.
- LUCIOUS: Hey, you know
- I do this for a living, right?
- Uh-huh. Yeah, I do.
And I thank you for letting me
have your seat for a little bit.
- (chuckles)
- Oh, is that what this is?
No, thank you. Hell no, man.
What you got?
I'm gonna do something old school.
- Let's do it for Cookie, all right?
- COOKIE: Uh-oh.
For my Cookie.
EDDIE: Mm-hmm.
♪
♪ You didn't have to love me
like you did ♪
♪ But you did, but you did, ha-ha ♪
♪ And I thank you ♪
♪ Well, you didn't have
to squeeze me like you did ♪
♪ But you did, but you did ♪
♪ And I thank you ♪
♪ If you took your love
to somewhere else ♪
♪ I wouldn't know what it meant ♪
- ♪ To be loved to death ♪
- (Cookie laughs)
♪ You made me feel
like I've never felt ♪
♪ The kisses so good
I had to holler for help. ♪
Porsha? We're going to the mattresses.
Hey, boys.
Hey, Ma.
Hold all my calls, and let Thirsty know
I'm ready to see him, please.
Mattresses? What, you trying
to take a nap or something?
Please leave the office, Porsha.
Thank you.
So are you ready to take
your seat back on your throne?
You mean the seat that I've sat in
for damn near two decades
building this company?
Damn right I'm gonna sit in my seat.
You should sit in yours.
Your throne.
(chuckles softly)
Thank you.
You're the queen.
What's the plan?
Well, we found out that they're
gonna have their little party
at the Carlton Marquis, but...
you know security's
gonna be up the wazoo.
(playing minor-key classical music)
Yeah, I don't know how
we're supposed to get in there.
Ma, you got a plan?
- THIRSTY: You ready for me, Cook?
- Right on time.
Oh, it's a family affair. Boys.
- What's up, Thirsty?
- Lucious.
Here's what we know.
The security firm the Dubois
are using ain't no joke.
They got security, metal detectors,
bag checks in all four entrances.
Well, can't we do what we did
in Vegas and, you know,
go through catering,
get Becky on the inside?
No, no, no, all service
employees have been vetted,
even the freakin' bathroom attendants.
I'm telling you, this place is
locked tight, like a virgin.
Me and Mal walk through
the front doors,
people would notice us.
Do we even know who's performing?
Yes, she has the ever-lovin'
New York Philharmonic
up in there tonight...
with a guest conductor, though.
I mean, it sounds bootleg to me.
Uh, excuse me, Beethoven.
Uh, you hear us over here working?
Well, I figured
if y'all wanted to hear from me,
you'd rattle my cage.
Well, if you have any bright ideas,
now is the time to speak up.
Well, first and foremost, we're Lyons.
We don't do the Chutes and Ladders,
Mission: Impossible stuff.
We want to break into a place,
we do that by bustin' heads
straight up with music.
It's music that gets us in there.
(playing ending arpeggio)
THIRSTY: All right,
let me just get that paperwork.
- (Becky sniffling)
- What's up there, Becky?
Becky, are you, are you crying?
No, I'm-I'm not crying. I'm fine.
You are crying, man. What's going on?
I'm not crying.
Leave me alone. I'm good.
Something going on
with the hormones, mama?
Would you...
Don't talk about my hormones!
God.
Okay, I see.
Who's the lucky daddy?
Here.
Come on, take it.
It's gonna be all right.
- (elevator bell dings)
- JAMAL: Yo, Keem,
I swear, I cannot figure
this damn thing out.
It's either getting stuck,
or it just splatters every-damn-where.
'Cause you never put
the top down tight enough.
How the hell did you get up in here?
I gave your doorman $10,000 in cash.
It was... the money
my aunt gave me to leave town.
(exhales)
Wow.
That's what you got for what you did.
It was supposed to be
a whole lot more...
but I blew it,
because I fell in love with you.
(chuckling): Oh, well...
let's... let's hear it for the boy.
What do you want?
I'm not here for pity.
I deserve everything,
every-every broken nose,
every busted lip.
- Yes, you do.
- Yes, everything that you gave me.
But I got some information
that I think you
and your family need to know.
Yeah, well, you can save it.
I'm not here to give you absolution.
Unless, of course,
you can tell me you didn't know
what she was doing to my brother Andre.
You can't, can you?
You knew every single thing
that she was doing,
and you could've said something,
but you didn't.
And for that, my brother almost died.
For that, some of him already did die.
So you can stand here with your
sad eyes and your busted face,
telling me how much you love me;
I don't care.
You and every bitch like you
deserves to die.
Get the hell up out my house.
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Warren.
What is it you need to tell me?
♪ Yeah, nah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah
♪ Yeah, nah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... ♪
You've been real
dismissive with me lately.
What are you talking about?
You know exactly
what I'm talking about.
Got issues with my leg.
- What about your leg?
- Well, I've got one leg.
You think maybe I'm not man enough
because I don't have both of my legs,
but I thought you knew
I'm more than man enough.
We are not about to have
a conversation about your leg.
Let me come into that bedroom,
I'll show you ain't no Dwight in there.
This is not about sex.
Think it's not about sex?
Everything's about the sex principle.
You think people
don't look at me and wonder
whether I do it, whether
I don't, who do I do it with,
does somebody want to touch my
nub, do I keep my leg on or not?
Think I'm not the man
that I'm supposed to be?
I'm Lucious Lyon.
I'm more than the average man,
and somebody has made
an outright attack against my family.
You think because I don't have
both of my legs as a whole,
or all of my memory,
that it's gonna stop me
from making them pay,
well, you out your damn mind,
because vengeance is mine.
No.
It's mine. Diana Dubois
came after me and my family.
And if you're here...
if you're really here...
then welcome back, Lucious.
Look, we got one shot
to put this bitch down for good.
Just one.
♪ Mm, mm, mm, mm ♪
♪ So I'm giving you up,
I'm giving you up... ♪
ANGELO: Say what?
No, well, then, get...
Listen to me, get some more chairs.
What... No, look, I'm not
telling the mayor he can't bring
his mistress and her beard
because we ain't got
enough chairs, so t...
- Wait, Clive...
- Excuse me, sir.
- You need to move over.
- Excuse me?!
Clive has the evening off, right, Cook?
We got something
we need you to sign, bitch.
(man speaks indistinctly)
What do y'all want from me?
Sign this.
I told you, I'm not signing that.
You see, that wasn't even nice.
I want you to sign this confession
stating that your nasty-ass mama
kidnapped my granddaughter
and then extorted my son
and made him work
against his own family.
Sign it.
I didn't know anything about that.
That happened before
I even knew what was going...
Yeah, then maybe the judge
will go easy on you.
You sign it.
It's not gonna matter.
If I sign it under duress,
it's not gonna be admissible in court.
See, here he go,
trying to be mayor again.
I got something for you.
This is what we do for people like you.
See, we got a whole lot in common.
You're not the only person
with a controlling-ass mama
who likes to prop them up
and then tear them down.
We got a lot in common, my friend.
The only thing we got in common
is that we bagged
the same bitch in bed.
(Lucious shouting)
- See, that was for Cookie.
- (coughs)
See, I got a whole lot
of memories coming back to me,
and unfortunately,
when it concerns you,
they're all bad, and it makes me
want to shoot you
in your damn head.
Now, the way I pieced it together,
Cookie hurt you a whole lot more
than you hurt her,
so I'm-a give you a choice.
You can either sign this...
...or your mama's brains can be on it.
(grunting)
(Angelo coughs)
That was a lot easier, wasn't it?
Come on, baby boy.
To the ball we go.
They're not gonna let you in.
LUCIOUS: Yeah, they will. We're
gonna be your guests of honor.
And if they don't,
it's gonna be the bloodiest
damn ball they've ever had.
- (crowd chattering)
- (classical music playing)
WOMAN: Thank you, Mrs. Dubois.
- (Diana laughs)
- MAN: Wonderful to see you.
DIANA: Hello, gentlemen.
Thank you so much for being here.
Thank you. Hello.
Mr. Mayor, mm.
Be sure to get on the dance
floor with your secretary.
(chuckles)
Hello. Hello.
- MAN: Mrs. Dubois.
- Hello.
- Arms up, please.
- (metal detector beeping)
All right, sir.
Right this way.
Please empty your pockets.
- (metal detector beeping)
- Right over here, ma'am.
Thank you.
GUARD: Excuse me, sir.
Did you remove all the metal
from your pockets?
LUCIOUS: No, I did not. My bad.
(metal detector whines)
I cannot let you in.
You're Lucious Lyon.
- They're with me.
- (metal detector beeping)
I was given strict instructions, sir.
- They're fine. I promise.
- Excuse me. Excuse me.
You can speak to my mother.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Next, please.
So good to see you.
Lovely, lovely.
- Diana.
- Hello.
- You look amazing.
- Thank you.
- Yes.
- Captain's Ball.
- Cheers to that.
- Shall we?
- To the Captain's Ball.
- (Anika chuckles)
Angelo.
- Ang... Oh, my God, look at you.
- Mother, mother.
Please, please, please,
please don't draw attention.
(scoffs) What happened to you?
The Lyons happened to me,
and I apologize.
They're here.
Angelo.
Excuse my appearance.
You look beautiful.
(classical music continues)
(tango music playing)
- DIANA: What is that music?
- I'm sorry.
♪
MAN: Wow, is that Lucious Lyon?
WOMAN: Oh, they're exquisite.
Oh, look at them. They're beautiful.
Such graceful movement.
Okay, that's enough of it.
- Get them out of here.
- All units...
- Mother, it's no use.
- What?
They came with a veritable
militia, all right?
They snuck them in with the musicians.
♪
- (music ends)
- (crowd cheering)
Chicken, drop the beat!
Got you, Lucious.
- (hip-hop music playing)
- The beat? Chicken?
Not bad, old geezer.
- I told you this gimp still got it.
- (laughs)
HAKEEM: Hey, yo!
Yo, it's time to make
this Captain's Ball
a little bit more baller.
JAMAL: How 'bout we give it up one time
for Lucious and Cookie Lyon?
That was incredible.
So talented.
- Yeah.
- (applause)
Listen, I-I performed here last year.
Remember when it was the
People's Ball? For the people?
Yeah, things have changed, huh?
Yeah? No judgment.
Maybe a little bit, right? (chuckles)
HAKEEM: But this one right here is for
our big brother Andre,
who couldn't be here today,
'cause Diana Dubois
put him in the hospital.
- (crowd murmuring)
- Crowd: What?
Get them off the stage. Get them...
Come on, y'all. Why don't we
give it up for Diana Dubois?
I see you, D.D. I see you, D.D.
(Cookie whooping)
(orchestra playing
lively classical music)
Y'all didn't think to check
the security of the orchestra.
Yeah, I guess you didn't think
the ghetto knew about classical music.
HAKEEM: Whoo!
♪ You told me it was love,
but it wasn't ♪
- ♪ But it wasn't ♪
- (hip-hop beat playing)
♪ They say that bitches come
a dime a dozen ♪
♪ You were cheap,
what the hell you do to me? ♪
♪ Rip the heart up off my sleeve
and kick a field goal ♪
- ♪ It's supposed to be a party ♪
- ♪ Be a party ♪
- ♪ Why ain't I invited? ♪
- ♪ I invited ♪
♪ I punch you in the face
and I don't care who like it ♪
- ♪ Funny how the time flies ♪
- ♪ Time flies ♪
- ♪ It never last ♪
- ♪ It never last ♪
♪ Should've known that I could
never trust your ass ♪
- ♪ Because love ♪
- ♪ Love ♪
- ♪ Is like a drug ♪
- ♪ Is like a drug ♪
♪ And you ♪
♪ Doin' too much because you got me ♪
♪ Trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪
- Hey!
♪ And you doin' too much ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Whoa ♪
- ♪ You doin' too much ♪
- Yeah!
♪ Stupid is, stupid does ♪
♪ Stupidness, look at us ♪
♪ Stupid bitch, look at us ♪
♪ Stupid bitch, look at us ♪
♪ Whoo, run up in the spot,
give me what you got ♪
♪ We'll be in and out ♪
- ♪ Oh, baby, rockabye, hey
- (snare drum popping)
Get... Call the police now.
- ♪ Now, why would you make
me an enemy? ♪ - Enemy
- ♪ Make me run up on your family ♪
- (snare popping)
- ♪ Funny how the time flies ♪
- ♪ Time flies ♪
- ♪ It never last ♪
- ♪ It never last ♪
♪ Should've known that I could
never trust your ass ♪
- ♪ Because love ♪
- ♪ Love ♪
♪ Is like a drug ♪
I need everybody to
spread some love right now!
♪ And you ♪
- And put your hands in the air.
- ♪ Doin' too much ♪
- One, two, three, go!
- ♪ Because you got me ♪
♪ Trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Baby ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪
♪ And you doin' too much ♪
♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped ♪
- ♪ Too much ♪
- ♪ Trapped, trapped ♪
♪ Don't think about it,
think about it ♪
♪ Doin' too much ♪
♪ You got me lookin' stupid ♪
♪ Baby, doin' too much ♪
- ♪ You got me lookin' foolish ♪
- ♪ Doin' too much ♪
- ♪ So don't you make me do it ♪
- ♪ Baby, doin' too much ♪
♪ Don't make me pull the plug. ♪
(music fades)
(whooping) Yeah, that's right!
Drop the mic, babies! They're my sons!
- Yeah!
- Come on. Let's get out of here.
Let's just go. Excuse us, please.
LUCIOUS: Where you going, Ms. Dubois?
That's just the opening act.
Y'all gonna miss the main event.
Kill 'em, Cook.
Mm-hmm.
HAKEEM: Yo, yo, yo!
I need y'all to make some noise
for Cookie Lyon.
(scattered clapping)
- Yeah!
- That's all right. That's all right.
Y'all won't clap now,
but you gonna clap later.
Good evening, and welcome
to the Captain's Ball.
Now, I've heard that you guys
are expected to stand around
and listen to a bunch
of wordy testimonies
about how amazing Diana Dubois is.
Well, I'm gonna switch things up
for you a little bit tonight,
make things a little exciting.
I'm gonna introduce you
to one of her nephews.
What?
Warren Hall.
Take it away, Warren.
Cue it.
Okay, Warren. You're up.
Hello, everybody.
And I hope you're enjoying
the Captain's Ball.
I'm sorry I couldn't be there with you.
- Gavin?
- Ms. Dubois.
Where are the police?
Stop this immediately.
We're trying, ma'am.
They've got control of all our systems.
The police are on their way.
WARREN: But I want you to know
who Diana Dubois really is.
She used her family
to destroy another family.
Starting with the kidnapping
of Bella Lyon.
(crowd murmuring)
She's one of the most disgusting,
vile people I have ever met.
Warren, why are you doing this?
Do you need more money?
- 'Cause we got, we got...
- Angelo, Angelo, do not engage.
I don't need your money, cousin.
I'm trying to save my soul, and
I suggest you do the same thing.
Okay.
Where are you going?
I'm going to find him
and put him down
like the rabid dog that he is.
(chuckles) There you have it,
ladies and gentlemen.
Diana Dubois, patron of the arts,
a founder of numerous
charitable organizations.
You like to look at her
as the pillar of the community,
and she ain't nothing
but a kidnapping, conniving ho.
(crowd gasping, murmuring)
You pernicious piece of trash.
Ooh!
These allegations are as unfounded
as they are outrageous.
Oh, no, sister, but we have proof!
Because your bitch-ass son
that just ran out of this room
signed a confession.
Oh, and he's not alone. He has company.
Yeah, oh, just look around, honey.
You can't swing a hair weave track
without it brushing up
against one of those
shady-ass Dubois family members.
Lana! Girl, is that you?
There is Warren's sister, Lana.
She's a doctor.
Oh, and there's her friend,
Dr. Lambert.
Well, let me tell y'all
about these two.
Lana had her friend, Dr. Lambert,
prescribe my son
psychosis-inducing drugs.
(crowd gasping, murmuring)
My son suffers from
mental illness already.
Who would do that?
Diana Dubois,
the pillar of your community.
(chuckles)
She's a kidnapper.
She kidnapped my grandbaby,
my son's daughter Bella.
She also paid her own nephew
to infiltrate my family
and rip son's heart out of his chest.
(crowd murmuring)
What?
These are my babies, okay?
They're good boys. They're talented.
They might be messy sometimes,
but they didn't deserve
to be treated like that
- by this bitch.
- (crowd gasping)
Good-bye, babies.
Y'all did a good job today.
Thank you.
Nanny, bring her bag, please.
Hurry. Hurry.
(door opens, closes)
HAKEEM: I'll take my daughter.
The hell you will.
I'm gonna need you to sign this.
What is this?
We got videotapes of you and Diana,
when Bella was supposed to be missing.
Warren told us where they were.
You're an accessory to a kidnapping.
Hakeem, I...
I can't go back to jail.
Then sign it.
- Give her to me.
- No, please. Please.
(sobbing): Please, don't take
my baby again, please.
Don't take her from me.
Like you took her away from me?
Huh?
Please, don't.
Stop crying, Anika. It upsets Bella.
Look, I know what it's like
to grow up without a mother.
I would never do that to my daughter.
You're gonna be a part of her life,
but the BS stops right here.
You will no longer use her as a pawn
to get to me or my family.
Do you understand me?
Yes.
I understand.
But the tapes...
Nobody got to see them.
But don't ever forget we got them.
And there's no statute
of limitation on kidnapping.
Sign it.
Oh, if I were you,
I wouldn't go to
the Captain's Ball downstairs.
It's a Red Wedding down there.
Let's go, Bella.
It's time to go home.
(sobbing)
So there you have it,
ladies and gentlemen.
- Let's go. Take me home.
- Didn't you hear them?
They have a signed confession.
Trying to save yourself?
They have a coerced confession.
You kidnapped a baby?
Yeah, she did.
Cookie, I am very sorry.
And I hope to God
Andre makes a full recovery.
Thank you.
And I'm sorry I ever got
involved in any of this.
Shut up.
COOKIE: Diana Dubois. (chuckles)
She ain't nothing
but a common criminal.
(crowd murmuring)
You...
your gimp-legged husband
and your intellectually
challenged children
are not now nor will you ever be
fit to judge me.
And as for the rest of you,
shaking your heads,
batting your eyelashes,
trembling in your shoes
and backing away...
Pathetic.
If it weren't for me,
half of you wouldn't be here.
COOKIE: I feel sorry for you, Diana.
My family would never turn on me
the way yours have on you tonight.
- Really?
- Really.
- Excuse me.
- DIANA: Is that why you spent
the better part of your life in prison?
Oh, I wouldn't call it
the better part, honey.
I'm just getting started.
- Ms. Dubois.
- Yes, she's right over there.
We have a warrant for
your arrest in the kidnapping
- of Bella Lyon.
- (crowd murmuring)
Do not... touch me.
COOKIE:
I wouldn't resist arrest, honey.
- They might put you in a choke hold.
- (laughter)
WOMAN: Yes, Cookie!
MAN: Go, Cookie!
WOMAN 2: Long live Queen Cookie!
- Enjoy your prison life!
- WOMAN 3: You tell 'em, girl!
COOKIE: Why don't we spark up
this band, honey?
Let's get this party started.
- (pounding on door)
- One second, Jamal.
(pounding on door)
Get back.
- Angelo.
- Shh.
- Angelo...
- See? See?
- Wait a minute. Listen.
- I told you to shut your...
Warren, your plane
leaves in less than two...
- Ah.
- Oh, guys. Come on.
Isn't this sweet?
(laughs)
- Angelo, this...
- Get your ass back.
This is the part,
this is the part of the story
where Romeo falls
into Juliet's arms, right?
- Come on, man.
- And they get to have
really hot makeup sex.
- Angelo, all this...
- Listen. Nah, nope!
Nope.
Are we at that part of the story?
- Angelo, listen...
- This is how it ends.
Angelo!
No! Jamal!
- Give it to me!
- Stop it!
(both grunting)
(grunts): Jamal!
Let go! Stop it!
(gunshot)
Wait a minute.
Uh, wait a minute.
Jamal.
- Oh, no.
- Angelo.
- Angelo.
- Oh, no.
(Angelo groaning)
I'm all right. It's my shoulder.
I'm good.
Angelo. Hey, you all right?
Come on, man. Please.
Come on, come on, man.
Come on, come on.
(line ringing)
WOMAN: 911. What's your emergency?
Yeah, um, I need a... I need someone
at, um, the Sixth Street
Motel in Long Island.
There's been a shooting.
Yeah.
I think someone is dead.
LUCIOUS: So, you headed home?
COOKIE: Yeah. Aren't you? I'm tired.
I want to stop by the hospital
and let Andre know
we took care of things for him.
- Can you tell him I love him?
- Of course.
Let him know I'll be there tomorrow.
I am tired tonight.
- So, Cook?
- Yeah?
Are we good?
Um, yeah.
W-Why you say that?
This is me, baby. I'm back.
(chuckles)
You're back just like that?
Well, not just like that.
I'm still seeing the music
and hearing the colors, and...
I'm kind of Lucious-plus now.
I'm just hoping you and me
can get back to where we were.
Back to where we were?
What do you mean?
Either you're moving
into my bedroom, babe,
or you're moving out of the house.
(chuckles)
Well, I guess I'll be moving out.
'Cause if you're really back,
Lucious...
...I really think we should
take our time this go-round.
You know how much I love you, right?
I love you, too. (chuckles)
Webb, get my baby home.
Good work in there tonight,
Fred Astaire.
(chuckles)
Been a really great help to me
for these last few months, Sheri.
I've really enjoyed
getting to know you.
Yeah. Me, too.
I'm gonna send you a ticket,
so you can come visit
me in Barbados. All right?
- Okay.
- GISELLE: Eddie!
That'd be nice.
- Great.
- Eddie!
Look...
Who is that?
- It's my ex-wife.
- Who is this?
How old are you? 15?
You know what? She happens to be 32.
Whatever.
And she's an accomplished
assistant engineer.
What do you want, Giselle?
Want me to wash your Maserati for you?
Look, I want you to tell me
that this business with Steve
Lawrence is just a bad dream.
What are you talking about?
Oh, my God.
You don't even know.
Here. You didn't see this?
"Steve Lawrence's
Multibillion-Dollar Scam."
"Lawrence Another Bernie Madoff."
"Wealthy Clients Bankrupted."
Is this real?
You're damn straight it's real, Eddie.
We're broke.
Wiped out.
You, me, the other ex-wife...
that's if you had her in the
same investments you had me in...
the kids from both marriages.
I saw the returns. I-I saw them myself.
It was a Ponzi scheme.
He was robbing Peter to pay Paul.
Okay, what are we gonna do? Huh?
It's not a problem, Giselle.
You see where we are, right?
Empire. So?
I've been ensconced here
for the last few months.
I've been helping them stay afloat.
Cookie and Lucious would love
for me to stick around Empire,
help them out.
Hey.
What?
I got some ideas.
I heard you.
Let me handle this.
(Cookie sighs)
Yeah, just take all of
that stuff to my place.
MAN: All right, let's move those
right out to the truck.
(sighs)
Think I'm gonna stay here tonight.
Andre?
Can you hear me, cheap seats?
(chuckles softly)
Took some doing to find out
where they had you hidden away.
You been keeping your mouth shut?
I didn't think so, either.
Shine.
- Hey.
- What are you doing here?
Hey, just checking on Andre.
How you doing, Lucious?
How'd you find him?
(scoffs) You ain't
the only one with juice.
Why you hiding him, anyway?
I'm not hiding him.
I'm protecting him.
I didn't know y'all became friends.
Andre is my boy.
We squashed all that petty
stuff a long time ago.
Anyway, I'm gonna let you
have some time with your son.
- Thank you, brother.
- All right.
Hey.
Can you hear me?
I want you to know...
(sighs)
...I clapped back
on those sons of bitches
that put you in the hospital.
Son...
I want you to know I'm back now,
and I need you to come back
stronger than ever.
(weakly): Pop.
Son.
Pop.
Please don't hate me.
Oh, no. I don't hate you, son.
I love you.
The bomb...
I-I tried to kill you.
The bomb...
♪
Lucious?
Lucious?
Where are you?
Lucious, where are you?
(grunts)
Claudia?
Yes, it's me.
My sweet, sweet Dwight.
I told you I would never leave you.
Never.
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.