Empire Page #5

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with the baby in there?.

Well...

- You'll have to get a bigger place.

- Yeah, we're trying, but-

Babe, what about the loft?.

What about the loft?.

Well, nobody's living in it,

and it's huge.

That's true, you know.

We have this loft in Soho that I got

as an investment a couple years ago.

- You got a place in Soho?.

- It's beautiful, and no one lives there.

- It's empty.

- If you want, you could live there free.

You should totally live there.

We could decorate.

- Hear them out.

- You could totally live there.

This here is

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous.

This is it. Why bother making money

if you ain't livin' like this?

You should all live like this

just once.

This don't make no sense to me.

- What, you got some p*ssy down there?.

- Come on, Chedda.

I'm trying to concentrate here.

You ain't got no concentration.

That's the problem.

Ain't nobody talkin' to you.

I'm over here with this.

You'll be back. Everything you are

is in this neighborhood.

- What's wrong with you motherfuckers?.

- That's right, man.

Motherfuckers should be happy.

He's doing something with his life.

You out your mind, man.

We came up knee-high with this.

This is family. You see this?.

All this is family, understand?.

- We still family.

- I love you motherfuckers.

He'll be back.

No, I'm not coming back.

This is it.

I gotta move on.

I made my decision.

Jimmy's gonna take over the spots.

You're lucky to have a leader like this.

- Motherf***er.

- You ain't never coming back?.

No, dawg, I'm coming back.

I'm coming back

'cause I gotta smoke with my ho's.

A motherf***er's gotta smoke

with his ho's.

It's only 20 minutes away.

We'll come and see you every weekend.

I promise.

But not every weekend.

I have my life.

You know that.

Mom.

I'm just kidding.

- What are you gonna get here?.

- I don't know.

This thing with Jack-

I know I'm letting go of the bird in

the hand for the one that's flying...

and I hope I'm right.

- Looks like doo-doo.

- Oh, no. This is the one.

Should it be more this way?.

This is the way we should be living.

My woman deserves it...

my kid deserves it...

and I deserve it.

F*** everything else.

- Looks Like I'm going to court and sh*t.

- Nah, it looks good.

Jack. What can I say?

We're getting to know

each other better.

I think he's a white me

in a lot of ways.

They say that good-looking people

look good even in garbage bags.

Yeah, but I'll take Armani,

just like Jack.

I got the suit and the sweater.

- Let me take care of my sh*t.

- It's not even my money.

It's a corporate card.

Seriously, it's fine.

- How are you?.

- I'm okay.

- It's good to see you.

- Look at you!

- So, how are you?.

- I'm good.

I miss the old neighborhood though.

You know, my moms.

Vic really likes it.

He seems relaxed.

- How's the pregnancy going?.

- Good.

Look at you.

Bad morning sickness every now and then,

but other than that it's all good.

I mean, is Vic taking care of you

and all that?.

Yeah. You know, regular stuff.

He doesn't let me do anything.

- I can't even cook anymore.

- That's great. I hate to cook.

Yeah, well, I can't even get him to eat

Spanish food anymore. How about that?.

Yo, Vic!

It's f***in' Vic!

- What's the deal, yo?.

- You better have your ghetto pass.

You see?. That's the pretty

motherf***er right there.

Loud-ass Puerto Ricans, man.

What's the deal, yo?.

- Son, what's up, huh?.

- What's up?.

Lookin' sharp, spiffy.

- How are you?.

- Good.

- Mama!

- It's been like a f***ing year!

High-class jibaro.

- What's up, man?.

- What's up?. How's your dick hangin'?.

Yo, listen, yo, how you doin'?.

Where you been?.

Just workin', man, doin' my sh*t.

This and that, yada, yada, you know.

It's her mother's birthday.

Gonna go see her mom.

You know how her mom is. Let's go.

It's all right.

Aw, come on, man.

We ain't seen you in forever.

- Give me a holler. You got my number.

- Vic, we gotta go.

Where we gotta go?.

We ain't got nothin' to do.

- Yo, what's up?.

- Holler at me, man.

- I'm gonna holler.

- I gotta take her.

Yo, Vic, that's a nice suit

you got there.

- Thanks, dawg.

- Let's get the f*** out of here.

All right, Vic.

All right, dawg.

Honey, carve this for me.

Titi, look at the chain

that Vic bought me.

- They're diamonds.

- Oh, my God!

Crazy, right?.

Oye, check this.

Check this. Right here.

- Jesus Christ, that's huge!

- Hey, hey. Watch your tongue.

Pero that's thicker

than Vic's chain.

Baby, show them

your G chain.

Come on, papi.

Oye, papo. Come on, bro.

Show me. What's up?.

I'm not wearin' it.

What do you mean,

you're not wearing it?.

I mean I'm not wearing it.

I don't got it on.

- But you always-

- I don't got it on, okay?.

I don't got it on.

What do you want me to say?.

If I never come back

to this neighborhood...

I'm gonna f***in' die happy.

Whatever that means.

I just got nothing to say to anybody

around here anymore, you know?.

What the hell is wrong with you?.

You turn your back on the only people

who give a f*** about you.

You think Jack

gives a sh*t about you?.

You think because we hang out with

Jack and Trish every now and then...

they're our friends?.

We ain't got no friends, Victor.

All we have is some "bourgie"

loft apartment you call home.

Well, where I'm at,

that's your home.

- It'll never be home to me.

- So that's the way it is, huh?.

- Why don't you go the f*** back?.

- Maybe I should.

Oh, man. You know-

You know everything I do for you?.

I turn myself inside out. I f***in'

bend myself over backwards for you.

Well, f*** that. You know?.

Just go back to your f***in' moms.

What?. What's that look now?.

That look is

I don't know who the Fuckyou are.

You know who the f*** I am?. The one

who tells you get the f*** outta my car.

Get out!

Don't give me that f***in' look.

Get the f*** outta my car!

Open the f***in' door!

There. How's that, dumb b*tch?.

Yeah. Don't f***in' break my door.

Jack. What's up, dawg?

How you doin', man?

I'm all right.

Man, me and Carmen

just had a big-ass fight.

I told her to go home and just go

to her f***in' mom's forever.

I don't care, man. I don't care.

F*** that, you know?.

Sometimes you gotta talk to them

like that, you know what I'm saying?.

Yeah.

You know, I don't wanna go home, man.

You got anything goin' on?.

That's cool. I'll come by.

I wanted to wait till the girls

were around to give this to you...

but I kinda gotta

give it to you now.

Check it out.

Sweet, man.

Okay. I'll call you back.

- Thanks.

- $2 million.

- I do you wrong?.

- Hell, no, man.

- Dude- I can't even talk.

- You're speechless.

It's not always going to be like this.

The market's really hot right now, so-

So let's put it back in, man.

- Well, I'll think about it.

- All right.

What's bothering you?.

What's going on?.

Women, man. They ask you

to change, right?.

And when you change,

you become someone else, they hate you.

'Cause they wanted

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