Fightland

Previously on Fightland...

I want to bring sportsbooks to casinos in London.

Specifically, my casino.

You get Duke fighting in the ring,

for us, you got yourself a deal.

-Are you always this persuasive? -I always get what I want.

You're done. Okay?

No fucking way.

I need to get Kingsley.

This is one of the cops. Keep an eye out for him.

There's a chick too.

Nadim's son was stabbed to death.

Sergei...

has that kind of propensity for torture.

I don't need you to tell me how to do my job.

The casino was bombed.

It was Nikolai.

I think it's time to call Kingsley.

We don't know where my dad is.

I'm the one that's gonna wipe the Russians off the board.

It's just me and you.

- -Nikolai!

Yeah, that's right, run.

You fuckin' pussy.

I'm not fuckin' around, Nikolai.

- -

[operatic music continues playing]

You're Nikolai's man, Sergei?

-What the fuck do you want? -Where's Nikolai?

Fuck if I know.

And even if I did, I'd still tell you to go fuck yourselves.

Ooh...

Look at me.

We're not hiding, and we're not scared of you.

Don't fuck with the Marshalls!

Cunt...

Come on. Come on!

Remind me to never get on your bad side.

["Fightland" by 50 Cent, Sheff G, Sleepy Hallow & Jeremih playing]

After our thorough inspections,

we can conclude that it was a gas leak.

We're grateful that nobody was hurt,

and we look forward to welcoming everyone back

-when repairs are complete. -

Been fuckin' callin' you. Where the hell have you been?

With Zeek.

And you didn't think to call me?

No, I didn't have a chance to.

Crazy fucker wanted me to back him up.

We just hit the Russians for bombing the casino.

Look, the plan's worked so far,

and now they'll have to retaliate,

but there's something we didn't realize.

What?

Kingsley.

Zeek told me that him and Cebella got no idea where he is.

They can't call him, they never could.

They just been acting like they do to save face.

-When were you gonna tell me? -I'm tellin' you now.

Look, I know it was a risk rollin' with Zeek,

but it paid off. He trusts me.

Thinks the Russian's are taking down their assets one by one,

the drugs, the casino,

and the only place left to hit is the gym.

If they can't reach Kingsley,

there's no guarantee the Russian retaliation will bring him out.

We can't say for sure that he'll even know about it.

-So, what's the plan? -We have to let this play out.

Look...

you're not the only one taking a risk by being here.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothin'.

I'm on duty at the gym today.

I'll stay close to Zeek,

the rest I'm workin' on.

You showed your face...

I thought you'd be proud.

I took the bally off because I wanted them to know it was us.

There's no 'us' when you're going behind my back.

You promised you wouldn't overreact,

and then you went out there

and you threw a grenade at one of our strongest allies.

They're not an ally.

The Russians were loyal to Dad

but they're tryin' to shit all over us.

They never respected you or me.

Now they have to, because I took action.

I made a move, instead of runnin'

up the fuckin' numbers first or checkin' the stock market.

Your head's stuck too far up your own ass Cebella.

That's enough!

No one ever appreciates what I do for this family.

Z...

We are this family.

With Dad gone, we're all we've got.

We got to stick together from now on.

That's how we show strength, not flyin' off the handle.

But we're gonna have to cancel the Ten Bells,

the Punch Drunk interview,

they're too dangerous with what you did.

No.

Simeon was family.

If we don't mark it, we'll look weak.

Or look pathetic without Dad bein' around.

We're not backin' down...

we're having the Ten Bells

and the Jackhammer interview.

Fine.

But we double up on security, I don't care how it looks.

Fuckin' hell...

You still think you can control everything, Cebella.

But you can't.

Not anymore.

Mm-mm.

Hmm.

You understand that, don't you?

-How you doing? -Hey, man.

Cheers mate.

[indistinct conversations in background]

Hey, hey, there it is. Do it again.

Ay. One-two.

Ay-ay.

Yo...

look what the cat dragged in.

Pile of shit for sure.

You think you can do better, old man?

Oh, I know I can.

Show me anytime.

- Yeah? -I'll be waiting.

Yeah, come see me when you've won a belt.

Oooh!

Ooh, ooh, guess not,

baby brother's not around to help.

It- it's funny how the only one of you with a real heart...

is the one in the ground.

Moment of silence for that motherfucker.

-Amen! -

Give him gloves, man.

Come through. Come on Unc.

Ooh!

Ooh!

Come on. Come through, Duke.

You saw that?

Too slow, too slow.

Come through.

What you got? What you got?

Ooh!

That's all you got? Huh?

That's all you got, Uncle Kilroy?

Aye! Ha! Aye!

- Ooh! -

Bitch ass--

Keep my brother's name out of your fuckin' mouth!

- -Chill. Hey, hey.

Is that what we doin' now?

Huh?

-Get the fuck outta here. -Fuck you.

Bitch.

Night.

He's The Duke, Duke, Duke!

He's The Duke, Duke, Duke!

Here.

Let's go.