Empire (2015) s04e09 Episode Script

Slave to Memory

1 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.
- 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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
- 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.
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.
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.
- (Diana laughs) - MAN: Wonderful to see you.
DIANA: Hello, gentlemen.
Thank you so much for being here.
Thank you.
Mayor, mm.
Be sure to get on the dance floor with your secretary.
(chuckles) Hello.
- MAN: Mrs.
- 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.
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.
I see you, 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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
(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.
(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.
- 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.
- 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.
- Oh, no.
- Angelo.
- Angelo.
- Oh, no.
(Angelo groaning) I'm all right.
It's my shoulder.
I'm good.
Hey, you all right? Come on, man.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
- 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.
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.
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.