[Ghost] Previously on Power...
[Tommy] Ghost, meet Miguel Alvarez
and his fiancée, Maria.
[gunshot]
[Tate] My dear partner, James St. Patrick.
[speaking foreign language]
-How old are you? -Old enough to want to make some money.
-[gasping] -Angie.
[dramatic music]
Angela's dead, Tasha.
Tommy did it. He was aiming at me.
You made this mess. You fix it.
[rapid gunfire]
[Tommy] This is war, LaKeisha.
I don't care. I'm staying.
I need to get a bug in his house.
How does Elisa Marie feel about, uh, unicorns?
It sounds like you know James St. Patrick from the neighborhood,
and I'm looking for someone to do some research.
Who are all these kids?
Couple of other moms in the neighborhood
asked if I would help.
Figured I was already watching my grandbabies.
We need yours and James' help.
You want us to keep playing house
while the shit burns down around us.
Tasha, you sure I can't provide something
in exchange for your cooperation?
Actually, I need to start a new business.
We need to talk.
I need you to go through that phone of yours
and find someone who can tell you
where Alicia Jimenez is going on trial.
I told James St. Patrick's lawyer this morning
that Angela was not the witness in question.
If we can catch them attempting to eliminate a witness,
we'll get the whole gang.
Alicia Jimenez was found dead.
All right, so I can go home now, right?
Not with your daughter.
The immunity agreement you signed is void.
NYPD are free to go after you on drug charges.
Or help me get Ghost.
[Joe] ♪ They say this is a big, rich town, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ And I just come from the poorest part, oh ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life ♪
♪ I gotta make it, this is where it goes down ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪
♪ Come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it ♪
[50 Cent] ♪ I never took a straight path nowhere ♪
♪ Life's full of twists and turns, bumps and bruises ♪
♪ I live, I learn ♪
♪ I'm from that city full of yellow cabs and skyscrapers ♪
♪ It's hard to get a start in these parts without paper ♪
♪ Homey, I grew up in hell, a block away from heaven ♪
♪ That corner every 15 minutes, they moving seven ♪
♪ Pure snow, bag it, then watch it go ♪
♪ Occupational options, get some blow or some hos ♪
♪ Shoot the ball or the strap, learn to rap or to jack ♪
♪ Fuck it, man, in the meantime Go head and pump a pack ♪
♪ This my regal, royal flow, my James Bond bounce ♪
♪ That 007, that's 62 on my count ♪
♪ I'm an undercover liar, I lie under the covers ♪
♪ Look a bitch in the eyes and tell her, baby, I love ya ♪
♪ You're my inspiration, you're my motivation ♪
♪ You're the reason that I'm moving with no hesitation ♪
[Joe] ♪ They say this is a big, rich town ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I just come from the poorest part, oh ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life ♪
♪ I gotta make it, this is where it goes down ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪
♪ Come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it ♪
♪♪
[dreamy R&B music]
♪♪
[alarm buzzing builds]
[heartbeat thumping]
[alarm buzzing]
[buzzing stops]
♪♪
[sighs]
♪♪
Jamie.
[soft ambient music]
Angie, I'm--I'm so sorry.
Everything went wrong, Jamie.
Yeah, and it's--it's still going wrong, you know, ever since...
Look, I'm trying to be the man you want me to be.
I just...
Shit just keeps getting in my way.
You keep getting in your way.
No, see, it--it was Tommy--
It wasn't Tommy.
It was you.
You always chose Tommy.
You always chose the life over me.
That night, you asked me about a female witness.
If I had been that witness,
what would've happened to me?
♪♪
You feel guilty for what happened to me, Jamie,
but not guilty enough.
How can you say that?
You wanted out of the life, but you're still working for Jason.
No, how do you know Jason?
You feel guilty for Raina,
but the QCP still isn't finished.
I'm trying.
You say you feel guilty for what happened to me.
Then why is Tommy still alive?
Angie.
[cell phone buzzing]
[groans softly]
[buzzing continues]
Jason.
[dramatic music]
Ticktock, Ghost.
Time is running out.
Look, I'll have your goddamn money, okay?
[Jason] Don't be a sore loser.
Tommy brought me Alicia. You failed.
Now you owe me the penalty.
♪♪
[grunts]
All right, boys!
I got some news!
So thanks to some extracurricular shit
-that we done for the connect... -Mm-hmm.
We getting fed with a fat fucking shipment coming in later today.
-Whoo! -I told you! Yeah, man!
[Tommy] I told you if you stuck with me, I'd make y'all rich.
All right, good. That's what's up.
[cell phone buzzes]
[inhales]
Serb's got this Greek outfit
bringing the shit in through the Red Hook Terminal.
[cell phone buzzes]
I guess they some prickly motherfuckers,
so nobody better be late.
-[scoffs] -[cell phone buzzes]
Why y'all looking at me? I ain't the only black person here.
-I can tell time, psh. -[cell phone buzzes]
You gonna answer that shit?
Only people that hit your shit up
that hard is your girl or your moms.
I got 20 on his moms.
Oh, let me see what I got.
I got 20 on his girl.
-[scoffs] -[2-Bit] Put your money out.
Twenty on his mom.
-Yeah, baby. -[cell phone buzzes]
Oh, fuck.
-It's your girl. -It's my girl.
-Yes! Give me that money! Give me that. -Damn.
Texting me about my mom.
-Oh! -Oh-oh!
Thank you. Give me that.
[Roberto] This is why I don't gamble.
[2-Bit] Yo, Tommy! When you coming back?
[Tommy] Are you sure the fumigators said that you had to be gone
for two full days?
Tommy, my house is filled with poison.
You want me breathing in that shit?
Yeah, I forgot your body's a fucking temple, Ma.
Lucky for me, I gotta be out tonight.
Big shipment of Serbian supply coming in.
'Keisha, can you please make sure
that she don't burn the place down?
We'll find something fun to do.
Thank you, baby.
[mouthing words]
I'ma get me a piece of that pie that you made.
The last one didn't cook.
Shame about her.
Tommy ever tell you what happened?
Bad breakup.
[soft dramatic music]
♪♪
[keyboard clacks]
[Lindsay] How many times do I have to tell you
to pick up your clothes?
Take off the damn headphones!
[Elsa Marie] I heard you.
God, I like you better when you're high.
[Lindsay] What did you say to me?
[Elsa Marie] Clean, you're such a bitch.
-[slap lands] -[Lindsay] You're the little bitch.
-[Elisa Marie sniffles] -Wow.
It was a long day. I was stressed.
Save it. No one's taking your "World's Greatest Mom" mug.
But I have listened to hours of this shit,
and all I've learned is, Proctor knows all the words to "We Didn't Start the Fire."
And while that seems like a crime,
it's not gonna help my RICO case
and it's not gonna get you full custody.
I'm doing what you asked.
I can't control what the thing gets.
Listen, you get me something I can use,
or the only evidence on these recordings
will be of you being a shit mom,
and the only thing you'll have custody of
will be your clothes.
[tense music]
How 'bout the name Tommy?
Elisa Marie said a guy named Tommy
paid Joey a visit the other night.
Big, scary white guy with blond hair.
That's gotta be worth something.
Could be worth everything.
♪♪
[man] Once you turn in the paperwork,
we will expedite the dissolution process.
Okay, I'm finishing up now.
I'll have a courier bring over the documents
within the hour, thank you.
[lock beeps, door clicks open]
Hey, Joe.
Hey, James--
-No, wait, wait! -I will fucking kill you.
[Proctor] That's a bad idea for a lot of reasons.
You don't want to commit murder in your office
with a monogrammed James St. Patrick pen!
I don't care about that right now, Joe.
The other thing is, the Eastern District
just got a new U.S. attorney,
and he's going ahead with the RICO case against you,
Tommy, Tasha, and, more importantly, me!
Let--[strains] Let him tell you
what he told me.
[coughs softly]
[door clicks shut]
They still have a witness ready to hang you.
The girlfriend of some nigga you shot.
She saw you on TV. She knew it was you.
I don't believe that shit.
Some kid named Miguel Alvarez, man.
Who told you that?
-The Feds, man. -What'd you fucking--
James, James, I need you to think for a second.
We could use him. Think about it.
They want me back with you to give them information on you,
-Okay? -We control the narrative.
Let the Feds think he works for you.
We could tell them whatever story we want through Dre.
Joe, are you out of your damn mind?
-No! -All this kid does is fucking lie.
How are you and I supposed to trust him?
I'm being 100 with you.
Then tell me, Andre, what's Saxe got on you
that makes you want to risk your whole life to help him take me down?
He has my daughter...
Heaven. James, he got...
[soft dramatic music]
Joe, will you make sure that checks out?
Okay, this is what you're gonna do.
You're gonna wear a wire when you talk to the Feds,
tell 'em I'm clean.
I'm gonna be listening, all right?
And if you sound anything less than fucking convincing, Andre,
or if anything that comes out of that mouth of yours
is fucked up
and doesn't check out,
I'm gonna sign the inside of your fucking skull with this pen.
You hear me?
Get the fuck out of my office.
♪♪
[door clicks open]
You want to earn our trust?
Find me that fucking witness.
Hey, Tina, look, um,
I've decided to put the...
actual divorce on hold.
Yeah, no, I still don't want anything to do with James,
but just--um,
just don't file anything official
until I say so, okay?
Thanks.
-[door bangs] -[bell chimes]
Oh, sorry, I heard there was a day care in here?
There's supposed to be.
It--it's a process.
I'm--I'm still trying to figure it out.
I'm Quinton. My friends call me Q.
I'm Tasha.
Looks like a good space.
You know, lots of room for... you know, kid stuff.
Really? "Kid stuff"?
-[laughs] -Very specific.
I mean, wha-- you sure you got kids?
-Very sure. -Oh.
I'm still, uh, trying to figure out this whole dad thing.
-Okay. -Yeah, got a four-year-old daughter
that I'm just getting to know.
She's so smart and-- and keeps me on my toes.
I work construction, so I gotta be out most of the day, so, um...
Well, and-- so her--her mom is...
Um, you know what? I'm so sorry.
-I shouldn't ask that. -No, no, no, no. It's cool.
It's all good. It's all good.
Yeah, no, her mom's out of the picture.
I mean, she ain't dead or nothing.
She just, um, love them drugs more than she love the family,
so, uh...
Yeah, you know how it go sometimes.
Yeah, I feel you.
So when I heard this place was opening up
a couple blocks from my house, I figured, you know,
maybe some luck was turning my way.
Well, I'm glad you came by.
I will be opening soon. Trust me, I'ma get it together.
You know what? I don't even have any sign-up sheets.
But, ooh, um...
-[purse rattling] -I do have some paper and pen.
So maybe you can leave me your info.
Yeah, most definitely.
[soft R&B music]
When a beautiful woman asks for your number, you don't hesitate.
[laughs] Are you serious right now?
[cell phone buzzing]
Oh, um, excuse me.
Okay.
[buzzing continues]
Hello.
[man] Miss Green, I'm calling from 42nd Mutual.
I see here that you signed "Tasha St. Patrick"
when you dissolved Raina's trust.
It's just a formality, but if you can come back in
and re-sign the documents,
if you are intending to use your maiden name now.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
When did I come in and sign them? I don't remember being there.
Your husband brought them in with both signatures complete,
yours and his.
He said you signed at home.
[soft dramatic music]
I'm sure he did.
[cell phone clicks]
Jason's payment, plus the penalty.
You let that Irish asshole beat you.
Well, Tommy's good at what he does,
and Tommy has soldiers.
Look, tell Jason I can't keep this up.
If he wants me to continue to pay, he's got to lower the amount,
or I won't have anything left to run my businesses, okay?
This is not our concern.
If my businesses collapse,
I have nothing left to give Jason.
[brooding music]
You pay, or you die.
Simple.
If I die, you get no more money.
Simple.
[breathing sharply]
[Obren] Come on. Forget about the black asshole.
We still have to deal with the Irish asshole
at the shipment tonight.
You pay.
♪♪
[door clicks shut]
You think I can just snap my fingers
and shut down an entire city block, James?
I think you're a very resourceful man, Rashad.
And any man who can figure out how to skim funds
off the Queens Child Project can certainly get this done.
So find a way to get it done.
[scoffs]
-I'll make some calls. -Good.
You ain't gonna do some shit that's gonna come back on me, are you?
No.
[soft dramatic music]
♪♪
[cell phone buzzes]
[ The Trak Kartel's "Run Up in Your Trap"]
♪♪
[man] ♪ I don't play by the rules, homey ♪
♪ Don't run it by me ♪
♪ Tell the ref or tech ain't enough he can fine me ♪
♪ Headed for your home base ♪
♪ Finna make a cold steal ♪
♪ If you don't open up the safe ♪
♪ You gonna feel this cold steel ♪
♪ I gotta ball, word around town ♪
♪ Is you got it all, set up shop in my hood ♪
♪ But I never gotta call ♪
♪ Now I need the stash and the cash from your wallet ♪
♪ And I'm masked, if you ask me ♪
♪ Homey, I was not involved ♪
♪ I just hit a lick for the gas ♪
♪ And if you retaliate ♪
♪ Boy, I swear that I'm coming back for all of y'all ♪
♪ Boy, I run up in your trap, trap, trap ♪
♪♪
♪ Boy, I run up in your trap, trap, trap ♪
[muffled arguing]
[door clicks open]
And I wasn't-- I didn't say shit.
I didn't break or nothing, man.
[Spanky] Yo, just drop it, Grim.
He picked us because they don't make paramedic uniforms
in giant nigga size.
[2-Bit] Tommy knew if the truck didn't work,
you could just stumble your dumb ass into the street
and block traffic with your big fucking head.
[laughs]
Yo, man, I'm sick of you talking shit.
I'll shoot your Easter Island-looking ass right now.
[tense music]
Yo, yo, yo! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa, both of you niggas need to calm the fuck down.
Take it down a level.
Ain't none of us should have been
anywhere near that courthouse anyway.
Tommy got us acting like Mission: fucking Impossible, man.
If Tommy want me doing Tom Cruise shit,
I should be making Tom Cruise money.
[Spanky] Facts. We need to be getting hazard pay
or something around this motherfucker.
[Black Grimace] What the fuck you think this is, a city job?
What you want, health benefits and a fucking pension?
No, nigga, I just want to stay in my lane.
I sling product. That's what I do.
You see Tom Cruise running trap houses?
[2-Bit] Hell no. And I ain't trying to get caught
doing some undercover bullshit again.
Ain't getting dressed up again. It ain't fucking Halloween.
[indistinct chatter]
[phones ringing]
[scoffs] I need to see him!
Tate's out,
running for governor of the great state of New York.
Well, he needs to know the kind of man he has
representing his campaign,
the kind of man who fraudulently dissolves
his daughter's trust to line his own pockets.
I-I'm fairly certain that James used that money
for the Queens Child Project,
a project meant to honor your daughter's legacy.
Well, I don't care what the fuck he used it for, Ramona.
He had no right.
And even if he did bring it in here to the QCP,
half of that money is still mine.
Why don't you let this go?
We gave you the space to start your own business.
Now, we appreciate you going along with the plan,
but maybe you should forget James
and concentrate on yourself.
Hmm.
Look, when my marriage ended,
I left with nothing.
All I had was my name.
But that is all that I needed to build my life again.
Ramona, you don't even have children, so...
when a child comes into the picture,
it changes everything.
Now, I've already lost one, but I got two more left,
and I will protect them.
I started the day care for Tariq and Yas--
so that I could take care of them on my own,
without James.
So please don't make me play my cards on this.
[soft dramatic music]
A'ight, y'all know the drill.
We all roll in separate cars
so if any shit goes down,
the product ain't all in one place.
-[door clangs open] -Now, let's go get that money.
-Let's get it. -[Black Grimace] Yo!
You gotta come out here, man.
The block is crawling with niggas from the gas company
saying some shit about a leak.
They not letting motherfuckers in or out.
So what you saying, we trapped in here?
We got deliveries to make!
-[horns honking] -[woman] What's the holdup?
[siren wailing]
[man] Come on through.
[man] Hey, let's go, buddy! I ain't got all day!
[dramatic music]
[man] Take it easy!
♪♪
Your boys better get here soon.
I'm telling you, shit's about to go down, man.
[horn honking]
I feel like motherfucking Moses.
[both chuckle]
Let my people go, motherfucker!
The fuck was Grim talking about, stuck in here?
[laughs]
-We in the clear. -Yeah.
♪♪
[breathing heavily]
[seat belt clicks]
-[engine turning over] -[tires squealing]
[Gizzle] ♪ Heart of a lion ♪
♪ Fire inside me blaze like a siren ♪
♪ Why would you try it ♪
♪ Wake up the beast, no, I can't keep silent ♪
[screams]
[Gizzle] ♪ Get, get, get loud for me ♪
Fuck!
[Gizzle] ♪ Blood, sweat, and tears ♪
♪ I conquered my fears, I'm ready to fly now ♪
-Look out! -[gunshots]
[Tommy] Get in the back! Get down! Get down!
[2-Bit] Shit! Where'd he come from?
[Tommy] Shoot that motherfucker!
Oh! Oh!
-[Tommy] Some bullshit! -[2-Bit] Tommy, we're stuck!
[Tommy] Yeah, I know we're stuck!
-[Tommy] [grunts] -[2-Bit] Go, go, go!
-[2-Bit] Come on, baby! -[Tommy] Yo, here we go.
[Gizzle] ♪ I don't have no friends ♪
♪ I came here to win, my start is your end ♪
♪ Now let it begin ♪
[Tommy] Fuck you, Ghost!
[engine grinding]
Fuck.
That motherfucker.
-You hit? -No, I ain't hit.
When the fuck you was gonna tell me you in a war with Ghost?
[Gizzle] ♪ Get, get, get loud for me ♪
♪♪
♪ Get, get... ♪
Step out of the vehicle
with your hands above your head.
[Gizzle] ♪ We tearing it down ♪
♪♪
Stay the fuck back. You better stay the fuck back.
[lock beeps, door clicks open]
What are we doing here at my office?
[brooding music]
Councilman Tate, you want to tell me
why the fuck you in my chair?
[door clicks shut]
I needed to remind you who you're dealing with, my brother.
[laughs softly]
I knew I couldn't trust that you wouldn't do something stupid.
And here you are, proving me right.
You know, James,
whatever you were doing out there,
you're lucky these men are loyal to me,
or your ass would be dead or in jail.
I'm running for governor, man.
And I refuse to let you fuck that up.
So yeah, I had some of my men bring you to me, James,
to make it crystal clear that this shit stops now.
[door clicks open and shut]
Let me remind you of something, my brother.
You and I are connected. My problems are your problems.
The man I was after, Rashad,
is a very dangerous and violent man,
a man I could have prevented from becoming a problem.
The reason I didn't tell you what was going on
is because I was trying to protect you,
the future governor of this great state of New York.
[tense music]
And now they know that I got help calling in a gas leak.
It's not hard to figure out who did that, is it?
And now you've involved these two loyal detectives.
They got families, Rashad, huh? They got children?
I'm sure they do. You do the math.
I can't protect everyone.
Now get the fuck out of my place.
♪♪
-[door clicks open] -Rashad, stay out of my way.
The next time, people will get hurt.
I certainly did.
[ambient music]
Angie. I tried to kill Tommy.
But you didn't.
But I will.
I never asked you to kill Tommy.
I only asked you why you haven't.
♪♪
Actions make the man, Jamie.
So what kind of man are you?
[brooding music]
[bell chimes]
-[Tasha] You again? -Me again.
Making progress.
[sighs] It doesn't feel like it, but thank you.
Maybe you, uh, need a hand?
Nah, maybe I just need a break.
How about I take you out for a drink, then?
I hate bars.
And I hate clubs even more.
Okay, I feel you.
But...
[drawer slides open]
I do have a bottle of wine in my desk.
Come in.
[softly] Shut the door.
[door clicks shut]
Mmm.
-Don't mind if I do. -[both chuckle]
Now, um...
what's your daughter's name?
-Sky. -[laughs softly]
Yeah, her mom named her that so no matter where we were,
we could just look up and be reminded of her.
-Hmm. -It's maybe the only good thing she ever did.
Hmm.
My husband--
ex-husband,
he used to do our youngest daughter's hair every morning.
[laughs softly]
It wasn't always good, but...
he...
he had his moments.
Where's he at now?
[scoffs] He's j--
You know, I'm--I'm sorry.
I don't-- I don't want to talk about it.
I don't want to talk about him.
I don't want to talk about anything.
-I just wanna... -Okay.
I just...
[woman] ♪ Dewdrops dripping off of my lips, baby ♪
♪ Tease me ♪
♪ You got something pulling on me, baby ♪
♪ Release me ♪
♪ You look sexy when your eyes are red ♪
♪ When you let me hold the bag, baby, I get wet ♪
♪ On staff, you can part my whole sea, baby ♪
♪ Free me ♪
[exhales sharply] Wait.
-Stop. -What?
I'm sorry. I-I can't--I can't do this.
This is not who I want to be.
I respect that.
-And I can respect all this. -[both laugh]
That's why I need you to put your shirt back on.
Can I take you out
for dinner sometime?
A real date?
Yeah, a real date.
♪♪
I'll call you.
Okay.
♪♪
[rain pattering]
Hey, man, thanks.
-What'd you find out? -[door clicks shut]
Checks out.
The Feds have his daughter. Fuckin' Saxe.
[sighs] What do you have for me?
I'm in. But he looks clean to me.
Ain't been back but a minute, so it's hard to say.
He's just working the clubs so far.
It's all legit, man.
Yeah, that just means he doesn't trust you yet.
Which is a problem for you, because right now,
your only purpose in life
is to give me something I can use to prosecute St. Patrick
for Angela Valdes' murder.
[Proctor] Something's off.
Saxe should have marshals with him.
[Dre] What the fuck am I supposed to do if he's clean?
[scoffs] Clean.
Tell you, if St. Patrick is clean,
I'm a founding member of the Wu-Tang Clan.
[laughs softly] I think this dirty bastard's
running Dre off the books.
-No shit. -[Saxe] Work harder.
Get his trust.
All right, look, man.
One more thing.
I didn't catch all of it, but he mentioned
some shit about getting a witness to leave town.
Wait, wait, a witness against him?
Yeah, he said "she," so it must be a woman.
Oh, fuck.
What the fuck is Dre doing, man?
I don't trust him either, okay?
So I told him to find me the witness against you.
Then we'll know.
I already know that motherfucker, okay?
Once he gets his daughter back, he'll do anything he can,
put himself back at the head of an organization.
But he has to get his daughter back first.
So as long as that's in play, we know how to use him.
[soft dramatic music]
[Saxe] Fuck.
♪♪
[elevator bell dings]
[muffled Spanish speech on TV]
[sighs]
♪♪
[men chuckling]
[suspenseful music]
♪♪
Wow.
Not bad, not bad at all, James.
Thank you, Jason.
I worked really hard for this place.
I don't doubt that.
You are a hard worker.
Smart, resourceful.
But I would love to know how you managed to get
municipal services to help you carry out the hit on Tommy.
Did you think I wouldn't find out?
Tommy was--[chuckles] He was very upset.
He actually thought that I somehow set him up.
Well played.
I fell for the bait, but I didn't kill him.
No, no, you didn't. [inhales deeply]
But you did confirm for me
exactly what I thought about you.
You possess a certain skill set that makes you
uniquely qualified for our line of business.
-Your line of business? -Think about it.
If you follow through with your instinct,
kill Tommy, and become my distro,
all your problems will be solved.
♪♪
You know I'm right, James. Hmm?
No more feud with Tommy, no more cash flow issues.
You can tell me Tommy's pickups and drops
for the next 10 years-- fuck it, make it 20.
I'm not gonna make another move on Tommy, Jason.
Okay? It's not the man I want to be.
So unless you're gonna put a bullet in my head
in the middle of my club,
we're finished here, my friend.
[chuckles]
♪♪
[tense music]
♪♪
[lock beeping]
Come with me.
[door clicks open]
[knock at door]
-Yes? -Uh, maintenance.
There's water leaking in the apartment above yours.
Just want to make sure the water's not flooding your ceiling.
[gasps softly]
♪♪
[crying]
♪♪
-Maria Suarez. -[Maria whimpers]
I know you agreed to testify against me.
[speaking Spanish]
[Maria] [crying] No.
[gasps]
I took someone from you.
I can't change that.
All I can tell you is, I'm not that man anymore.
I'm gonna give you a second chance to walk away.
Revenge does not bring back those we lost.
[soft music]
Here, take this money.
You can start a new life
or stay here and do whatever it is you feel you need to do.
I won't stop you.
♪♪
[sobbing]
[door clicks open]
[dramatic rock music]
♪♪
[engine turning over]
[tires screeching]
[man] Clear the door.
[man] Stand down.
♪♪
You know, I mean, seeing how I did you a favor,
I thought maybe that settles things between us.
Maybe we could do some business.
Possibly. What do you have in mind?
Yeah?
Well, I got me some primo shit and a lot of it.
And my guys is full up, but I need to move more weight.
Maybe you could take some off my hands.
Tommy, you know I already have a steady supply.
Yeah--[sighs] I get--no, but...
this shit is top billing.
You can't find nothing better.
No disrespect, but my supplier's the best I've ever come across.
See for yourself.
Mm, yeah, I like this. This look good.
-Yeah? -Where'd you get this?
You know I can't reveal my source.
It's a professional courtesy.
Yeah?
This is my shit.
I killed my father for you.
[shouting] Where the fuck did you get it?
[soft brooding music]
♪♪
I can tell you it's a friend of Kanan's.
Yeah?
Young black kid, about yay high?
That's my godson.
You pushing for my godson?
You leave him the hell alone.
I know you're still dealing with the death of your father,
so I'm gonna pretend you didn't just walk into my place
and tell me how to run my business.
Unless that's who you really want to be.
And might I remind you,
your godson's still breathing, unlike mine,
who you had working for you behind my back.
You got Carmine killed. My godson.
♪♪
So you can take your product and your demands
and you can get the fuck out of here.
[sighs]
[dramatic music]
♪♪
[cell phone buzzing]
[Saxe] It's so fucking beautiful, Dre.
First you tell me he got the witness to leave town.
Then he's about to kill her. Then he's not gonna kill her.
And I am stuck trying to pull some Fed's fucking dick out of my ass
after sending them out on a bullshit fucking tip.
Look, I don't know why he didn't kill the bitch, man.
He had a gun. He had--rolled up on her.
I don't know why he didn't shoot her.
He said some shit about living her best fucking life,
and then he gave her a whole bunch of money like he was Oprah.
Wait, St. Patrick gave her money?
Yes, a whole lot of it, man.
Well, that's a felony.
But why didn't he kill her?
[suspenseful music]
♪♪
Tommy never talks to me about any of his exes.
Best to forget most of 'em.
[laughs softly]
The last one.
The one that didn't cook.
-Her name was Holly, right? -[door clicks open]
-Yeah. Ah, you know... -[door bangs shut]
Well, hello, Cash.
You coming up in the house and not speaking to anybody?
Cash, what's wrong?
Cash, I'm talking to you. Come back over here.
Get up off these steps. Come on down here.
Tell me what's wrong. What happened to your lip?
It's nothing.
Cash, you better start talking. What happened to your face?
[sighs] It's just these boys around the corner.
Mom, it's not our neighborhood. Nobody knows me.
They jumped me and took my book bag.
Oh, no. Come on, let's go.
Hey, wait. LaKeisha!
-What? -[Kate] You don't know these kids.
There's no sense in doing something
that could come back on Tommy's business over a book bag.
Let me tell you something. Nobody touches my son.
You're a mom, right?
So what would you do if this happened to Tommy at this age?
I'd kick their ass too.
My point. Now, let's go.
I'm about to fuck somebody up!
[door clicks open]
[door slams]
Dang.
What do you want?
[sighs] To know why you're still associating
with known criminals like Tommy Egan.
Who told you that?
Look, I'll never understand why you protect
guys like Egan and St. Patrick.
They don't give a fuck about you.
You know that, right?
And you still have a chance to save yourself here.
Can we just skip to the part
where I tell you to eat a bowl of dicks
and slam the door in your face?
[chuckles] You know, Lindsay's a ticking fucking time bomb.
If you don't smarten up, she'll get full custody.
You're sort of a lawyer, at least for now,
so you gotta see how this is gonna play out.
Who is the judge gonna side with in family court, huh?
The attorney with a great new job
and the full support of Eastern District
or the attorney who's under investigation
for conspiracy to murder a Federal prosecutor?
[soft dramatic music]
♪♪
[sighs]
So, what, you a big drug dealer man now?
-What are you talking about? -Don't you fucking lie to me.
I know you supplying Vincent.
I bet you dumb enough to keep that shit in here.
-I don't got nothing, Uncle Tommy. -Hmm?
Where is it? Where is it, Tariq?
[suspenseful music]
Where the fuck is it, Tariq?
♪♪
[pills rattle]
The fuck?
This is my shit.
How the fuck did you get this?
Kanan. Kanan gave it to me.
He took me to-- to one of his flops.
He's dead now, so I don't think he needed it.
Kanan?
Kanan never should've given this to you.
You don't need to do this, 'Riq.
You're smart.
I mean, you got a good thing going here at this school.
It--It's nicer than any place I ever seen growing up.
You got a fountain outside.
The...motherfucker's bigger
than the whole building I grew up in.
You understand? I...
I love you, 'Riq.
Don't get caught up in this drug life.
I need you to fucking stop... right now.
I mean it.
All right, I will.
I will, Uncle Tommy. I promise.
That was the last of it. I won't do it anymore.
I swear.
Okay.
Good.
[somber music]
♪♪
[door clicks shut]
[bell chimes]
Here you go again, Tasha.
You're always running behind my back doing shit, ain't ya?
Okay, really? You must be tripping.
You didn't force Tate to give you this space?
'Cause I talked to him. He told me everything.
You took my contacts, made 'em yours,
and then you robbed your daughter of her legacy?
For what? For a fucking day care?
Yes, a fucking day care, Ghost. You want to know why?
Because this is what she would have wanted.
She would have wanted me to have a legit business
that puts food on my table and helps the community.
-Tasha. -Raina didn't give a fuck
about having her name on some building.
That's for you, Ghost.
This is about you and your own guilt.
She was my daughter too.
You don't own her legacy.
Tasha, I made that money.
You didn't make that money, okay?
So I get to make the decision what the fuck to do with it.
Give me the money back.
Oh, so if it was your money,
then why'd you have to forge my signature, hmm?
You know that's fraud, right?
Should turn your ass in.
Tasha, you and I both know you won't do that.
You'd lose all this shit.
You stole that money,
just like you take everything from me.
-Tasha... -It's true.
I mean, you come in here, talking about
I went behind your back?
Are you fucking kidding me, Ghost?
All these years?
Let me ask you a question.
When you look in the mirror, what the fuck do you even see?
Hey, Tasha.
Damn.
This place looks dope.
[exhales] Thanks.
[soft dramatic music]
What's up, brother?
Uh, yeah, you know what? Let me show you the sign...
-[Q] Yeah, yeah. -[Tasha] That, uh...
-[door clicks open] -[bell chimes]
-[Tasha] Try to figure it out. -[Q] Mm-hmm.
Yeah, so what about up in here?
Yeah... [speaking indistinctly]
[tense music builds]
♪♪
[sniffing]
What the f-- are you still here?
I made your favorite.
Come on. Sit down.
[sighs]
Yeah, you remember this?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
[bottle cap clinks]
[sighs] Hand me your plate.
There you go.
Tommy, I like LaKeisha a lot.
-Ma, I'm just gonna stop you right there. -What?
I just don't want to hear what comes next.
She's great, but--
But no "buts." Fuck that bullshit, Ma.
No "buts."
But she's not the one. I...
I just don't think you should get too serious.
Why? 'Cause she's...
Well, it ain't 'cause she black.
I mean, that make no sense coming from you.
It's got nothing to do with that.
I raised a black son right next to my own,
or did you forget that?
It's got nothing to do with being black.
It has to do with being a parent.
Ugh, you're not gonna understand.
LaKeisha will always put her son first.
It's what we mothers do.
Are you fucking kidding me right now?
You know, Molly would have been a better choice.
-Holly, Ma. -At least she didn't have kids.
I'm telling you.
I was right about Teresi. I am right about LaKeisha.
Honey,
when people let you down,
it--it don't end well for you.
[tender music]
Or them.
And yet you're still around.
You know what?
Get the fuck out of here.
Just--just go now.
-What? What are you doing? -I'm done with you.
Get the fuck out of my apartment.
What? Wait, wait, wait, wait.
-Come on. -What's got into you?
Always overstaying your welcome.
-Oh, like you always welcome me. -Get the fuck out of here, Ma.
Hey, you know what? You was wrong about Teresi.
And you wrong about LaKeisha.
And I always hated that lasagna!
-Now get the fuck out of my apartment. -That hurts.
Can I at least have my fucking suitcase?
[door clicks open and shut]
Is there anything that you want to tell me, Tariq?
No?
Your godfather, Tommy Egan,
he paid me a little visit.
[head thuds]
[grunting painfully]
[tense music]
Stay there.
[Tariq groans]
Just what I thought. Ghost is your dad, huh?
I never lied to you about who I am, and you never asked me!
I don't need him poking around, asking about you.
He doesn't know shit about what I do.
You know, you're a smart kid,
but you're not as smart as you think.
Overestimating yourself is gonna get you into trouble
that your wits can't fix.
♪♪
See, the thing is,
I don't give a fuck who you are.
Nobody tells me who I can and can't work with.
I don't let my emotions get in the way of business.
So you come back tomorrow with twice the weight.
It'll be our little secret.
Hmm?
[door clicks open and shut]
Why are we even doing business with this kid at all?
He knows us. He knows what we do.
We shouldn't trust him.
We should shut his fucking mouth.
[dramatic music]
He reminds me of myself at that age.
I turned out all right.
Besides, we can kill him and take his shit whenever we want.
Until then, I'm gonna work him for all he's got.
If I control the kid,
I control Tommy Egan and his father, St. Patrick.
I'm not letting that go that easy.
Oh, there she is.
Hi, honey.
-[Proctor] You're late. -You said noon.
I said 11:00, but...
you just weren't listening 'cause you never do.
[lock beeping]
All right, Elisa Marie, why don't you go do your homework?
No--what--I mean... you should ask your mother
if you should go do your homework.
-It's your house. -Thank you for acknowledging that.
[tense music]
[Proctor] Whew. Wow.
I-I forget how nice of a place I bought you.
-You okay? -Yeah, fine.
Look, I'm sorry.
I-I don't want to fight, really.
O-old habits die hard, I guess, you know.
You're not gonna believe me when I say this, but...
I'm actually really proud of you.
You're such a liar.
No, I-I mean it.
I couldn't make you happy,
so I'm glad you found it on your own.
Actually, it looks like things are starting to go well
for the both of us for once.
You have this-- this great new job, and...
I think I met someone who's-- who's really good for me.
What? Who?
She's my assistant at my office.
Such a cliché, I know, but--
it's really early; I don't want to jinx it--
she's really good with Elisa Marie.
Oh. [scoffs]
I bought a ring.
-Want to see it? -No.
Come on.
Look at that.
Five carats is a little much.
It's a lot, I know, I splurged.
What do you think? Do you like it?
No.
I just think that this new job for you
and--and this new relationship for me is the start
of a--of a great future for both of us.
♪♪
Have a great night.
Bye, Elisa Marie!
[door bangs shut]
[dramatic music]
♪♪
[exhales sharply]
[text message whooshes]
[phone clacks]
[sniffs]
[Post Malone's "Psycho" playing on stereo]
[Tariq] Cubism.
My example is Picasso's Les Demoiselles d'Avignon.
[Post Malone] ♪ Don't act like you my friend ♪
[laughs softly] Figures.
What?
That you pick the one with the naked African women.
[laughs] I bet you like those freaky triangle titties.
[sucks teeth] I bet you like those freaky triangle titties.
[laughs] And maybe I do.
-[both laugh] -Yo.
No, but, like, I picked that painting because...
he challenged everything that was supposed to be feminine.
Like, those women could be whoever they wanted.
Like, fuck everyone else, you know?
I think it's dope.
[Ty Dolla $ign] ♪ Take you to the smoke shop ♪
Yeah.
[Ty Dolla $ign] ♪ We gon' hit Rodeo ♪
♪ Dial up Valentino ♪
You sure you don't need ice for that?
Looks a little swollen.
Nah, I'm fine.
You're not gonna tell me how you got it, are you?
[Ty Dolla $ign] ♪ Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans ♪
Nah, it's handled.
[Ty Dolla $ign] ♪ Put you in a necklace ♪
♪ Girl, you look beautiful tonight ♪
♪ Stars on the roof ♪
♪ They matching with the jewelry ♪
[Post Malone] ♪ Damn, my AP going psycho ♪
♪ Lil' mama bad like Michael ♪
♪ Can't really trust nobody ♪
♪ With all this jewelry on you ♪
[Ty Dolla $ign] ♪ Girl, you look beautiful tonight ♪
That's pretty, baby girl.
[children chattering]
[Q] Hey, Tasha.
You good?
Um, yeah, can we talk
in the back, please?
Look, um,
the other night, I let things go a little too far.
I'm sorry, I-I don't mean to give you mixed signals,
but this...can't happen.
Tasha,
I know we both felt the same thing.
I like you.
I like you too, but--
but it's not about that.
So what's it about?
You know what? I don't have to explain myself to you, Q.
All right? We just can't see each other anymore.
This is about your ex, right?
Tasha, I seen worse than him.
I can handle him.
No, you can't.
[soft dramatic music]
If there's one thing that I've learned,
it's don't let nobody take away your future.
♪♪
I ain't going nowhere, Tasha.
I am.
[Lindsay] [speaking indistinctly]
I-I'm sorry, I wasn't... I wasn't sure--
No, no, no, no.
You did the right thing calling me. Um...
go up to your room, okay? I'll handle everything.
...violates the dormant commerce clause.
-Granted in the commerce clause... -Go, go, go.
[Lindsay] ...is the right of Congress to regulate interstate commerce.
While all states maintain a police power to regulate
in the interest of the safety, health, and welfare of their citizens...
-Hey. -The negative implication
of the commerce clause...
-Hey, hey. -Limits their actual--
[gasps] Joey. I know why you're here.
But you can't take her from me.
I've been going through everything in my mind,
and I know what I did wrong.
It was on the MPT portion of the exam.
I-I can fix it. I can take the test again.
I--
What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?
-Nothing, I'm fine. -All right, come on.
-Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit. -[winces]
How many grams were in that bag, Lindsay?
-Lindsay, Lindsay... -I don't know.
-How many grams were in that bag? -It hurts.
Call 911!
Look, you don't want to do that, okay?
You call 911, they have to report it.
[breathing heavily] I need water. I'm scared, Joey.
Fuck.
[tense music]
♪♪
Joey!
[gagging]
[Lindsay gasping softly]
[gagging softly]
I won't let you take my little girl away from me.
[dramatic music]
[breathing softly]
[exhales heavily]
♪♪
-It was crazy, though. -[chuckles softly]
I beat the little motherfucker up.
[both laugh]
And I got back the book bag.
Yeah, you did.
Your mom didn't want me to do it.
Do you got a problem with how I handled that?
Kate don't think you down for the life.
Because you got Cash, you always gonna put him first.
Which means I can't trust you.
-And you believe that? -But she a crazy bitch.
[laughs softly]
And she don't know you like I do.
Uh-uh.
She don't know I'll always put you before everything.
Do you hear me?
Yeah, I hear you.
I got you too.
And you know you can trust me.
You remember when you said that you was gonna
stick with me no matter how bad things got
between me and Ghost?
-Yeah. -Yeah?
Well, you better mean it.
'Cause you and Cash is all I got right now.
[soft dramatic music]
I was looking for Ghost to be my family.
♪♪
But what I needed was right here all along.
[chuckles softly]
[laughs softly]
This what I wanted.
This is who I wanted to be.
♪♪
I tried to be the man you wanted.
[ambient music]
I tried so hard.
But I wasn't, Angie.
That night...I lied to you.
I said I didn't do it, but I did.
I killed Silver.
And if I'm honest with myself, Angie,
I'm responsible for your death too.
But that night, when you came in the club
and I-I-I saw you in that dress...
I should have walked away.
Sorry.
I...
I can't change what I did.
But I can change what I do now, you know?
I'm done with the past. It's--I'm done.
I can't keep holding on,
you know, to the anger, Angie.
It--It's burning me up from the inside.
It's killing me.
I gotta let go.
♪♪
I gotta let go of you.
I gotta fucking... [inhales]
I gotta let go of this thing with Tommy.
I don't want anybody else to die.
So that's it.
I'm gonna do it, Angie. I'm--
I'm gonna be the man that you wanted me to be...
But for myself this time.
What makes you think you can?
Because I-I had her, Angie.
The witness, you know, the witness against me.
I had her dead to rights.
I didn't kill her.
I let her go. I-I didn't kill her.
♪♪
You will.
[dark dramatic music]
♪♪