Previously on Ghost...
Stansfield is having a publicity problem.
What better place to dig up dirt on Sweeney?
You know he's friends with the Westons.
My old college roommate, Congressman Rick Sweeney.
I'm blessed to announce that I will be entering
the NBA draft this year.
They found their suspect.
- Who is it? - Carrie Milgram.
But she's not a murderer.
Where were you on the night of Jabari Reynolds' murder?
Zeke was here.
Ezekiel Cross.
I'm recording you.
Take you downtown for some questions.
I'ma need you to handle the product alone.
You trust me to do that?
Yo, what happened to him?
He got caught with fake product... ours.
We need a new connect.
Might be able to help out with that.
If Cane's offering product, you need to take it.
Yeah, I didn't think it was gonna be like this, Renzo.
I need more.
- I needed to see you again. - It's too late.
Just in case you change your mind.
Yas, what's going on?
I should be allowed to have a drink or two.
She's going to a really good home.
Tariq!
You're going to need someone with a lot of influence.
You wouldn't happen to know any Westons, do you?
♪ They say this is A big, rich town ♪
♪ I just come From the poorest part ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life ♪
♪ I gotta make it This is where it goes down ♪
♪ I just happen To come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby I gotta make it ♪
♪ 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 ♪
♪ Homie, 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 ♪
♪ They say this is A big, rich town ♪
♪ Yeah, I just come From the poorest part ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life ♪
♪ I gotta make it This is where it goes down ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I just happen To come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby I gotta make it ♪
You don't have to be so modest.
This is a big thing, man.
Look, just because I'm going to be an investigator
in the DA's office does not mean that I'm not gon' miss
my brothers and sisters in blue.
Stop lying, bro.
You know damn well these sad motherfuckers
are dead to you after tonight.
Just between you and me, Rashad.
All right, everybody, let's raise our glasses
to Detective Investigator Kamaal Tate.
- Thank you very much. - Cheers.
Hey, think you got the wrong event, kid.
Oh, no, I'm-I'm here to see my, um... my uncle,
Councilman Tate.
You're related to Councilman Tate?
Chief Bozeman, I really appreciate your diligence.
I know this young man.
- Councilman. - Mm-hmm.
Tariq, what the fuck are you doing here?
- Uh, we need to talk. - Talk?
Nigga, this ain't the Breakfast Club.
You know where you are right now?
Look, I need some of your connections.
Child Services got my sister, and I need you
to get someone over there to speak to me.
Yeah, I can.
But what will you do for me, Tariq?
Hmm?
I'm gonna need a little quid from you before I can quo.
Talk to me.
You mentioned that you know one of the Westons, right?
Yes. Brayden Weston is my roommate.
How well does he know Rick Sweeney?
That fuckin' cocksucker.
Ah, I love when we're on the same side of a question.
Can you use your relationship with this Brayden
to get me some information on Sweeney?
He has something that belongs to me.
What's that?
A congressional seat.
Now, if you get something for me
that cancels him out of office,
then I can get you your sister.
How the fuck do you expect me to do that?
Don't sell yourself so short, young brother.
We both know what you're capable of.
A'ight.
Just give me a little time to figure that shit out.
But I need my sister now.
I can help you now, on credit.
But you gotta get me back with interest.
Are we clear?
Yeah, I got you.
All right. I'll make the call.
Go down to CPS in the morning.
I'll make sure that they see you.
Now get the hell outta here before these boys
sober up enough to arrest your Black ass.
Mm.
Go on, kick rocks, little nigga.
Ah, thanks for coming by, nephew.
Love you.
Hey, where's my drink?
♪ ♪
He ain't here yet?
He's late.
- Does Papi know I'm back yet? - Yeah.
And he's gonna know if you fuck it up too.
Hey, you late, nigga.
What's he doing here?
He belongs here. Cane found a new connect.
So we all back in business together.
Now, whatever beef y'all still got going,
y'all need to squash that shit right now.
Y'all hear me?
So you trust him again?
I need product, and so do you.
This is what's best for all of us.
The greater good. You get that, don't you?
- Yeah. - Good.
And, Cane, don't be fuckin' with him
and the way he does business, period.
- Yes, ma'am. - A'ight.
Whoa, hold up, hold up. I need the money up front.
Oh, you don't trust me all of a sudden?
New connect, new rules.
Fucking mess.
Make sure you run me my shit back.
I got you.
You frame that teacher bitch yet?
I didn't even have to do all that shit.
- We good. - Yeah, we better be.
'Cause if them bodies come back on me,
I come down on you,
no matter what Monet says about no greater good.
Listen, nigga, you stay outta jail
and I stay outta jail, all right?
We in this shit together, that's the greater good.
Yeah, whatever. I'll have the shit tomorrow.
Make sure you have Monet's money.
I heard what she said before she left, nigga.
All this shit I be doing for this family,
and the niggas can't even offer me a ride.
- My man. - Yo, Mecca.
- You made it. - I did.
- All right. - We up and running.
All right.
Anybody wanna help the nigga out?
Mec!
Fuck, man!
Mec!
To the left, man.
Another step forward. Bam.
Party favors.
♪ ♪
Feliz cumpleaños, Nuff.
Yo, let's go!
Let's fucking go!
♪ ♪
Cane, get over here, man.
- What up? What up? - This is my boy Nuff.
I told you about him, right? Nuff, this is Cane.
He's helping us expand into more territory.
- What's happening, playboy? - What up? What up?
So this how you throw a damn party, huh?
Man, you better pace yourself.
Hey, I gotta take this, but, uh, Cane,
fix yourself a plate, man.
My place is your place. My family.
Fire, Chef. For real.
Close your mouth when you chew.
Cane, how you know Mec?
I met him through my boy Guap.
Mec used to run the hood same time as his dad.
So he knew him before he went to Kuwait.
Hey, girls. Come over here.
This the birthday boy.
What's up? You ready?
♪ ♪
Open wide.
Mecca, you getting in on this shit?
Don't worry about that nigga.
Man been a lost cause since we got to New York.
What you mean?
He's had a hard-on for some bitch.
Don't you know that there's a difference
between my business
and family business?
Huh?
♪ ♪
Sorry about that, Janae.
He'll be back online in a minute.
For now, why don't you help, uh,
Zindzi out with my boy Cane?
It's a party, y'all. Feel the love.
♪ ♪
Detective Whitman, uh, you know,
I got practice in the morning. So whatever you need to ask me,
can you just ask me so I can go?
You didn't seem so worried about practice
when I grabbed you.
Looked like you were putting your work in already.
Yeah, uh, Coach is expecting me, so...
What sport do you play?
Basketball. I mean, I'm Zeke Cross.
I just declared for the draft a couple of days ago.
I don't really follow basketball,
but, uh, that's great for you.
So, what, do you just do a few laps in college
before you're off to your new life, right?
I mean, it's not like that.
No? You like school?
Uh, what do you like about it?
You like your friends? Like your girlfriend?
Yeah, I like school.
Did you know Jabari Reynolds?
The professor? Nah.
Uh, he wasn't my advisor.
Oh, okay. Who was your advisor?
Carrie... I mean Professor Caridad Milgram.
♪ ♪
Can you describe your relationship with her?
That's it. She's my advisor.
Can I get a phone call? I need to call my aunt.
Like, what's going on? Like, I've been here for hours.
Hey, hey, you're not-you're not under arrest, okay?
I don't want you to go worrying your auntie.
We'll be done soon.
Hey, you-you declared for the draft, right? Whoo.
I mean, can you imagine if the press found out
you were in here for hours?
What kind of rumors might that start?
That could hurt your draft prospects.
But I didn't do anything.
And that's what I'm gonna tell 'em
if you cooperate.
Let's just finish up,
get you back to Stansfield.
I'm cooperating.
Good. Just a few more questions.
About you and, uh, about Carrie.
♪ ♪
♪ Fallin' into pieces ♪
♪ Oh, I'm gonna Miss your touch ♪
♪ Much ♪
♪ Give you just a minute ♪
♪ 'Cause I don't wanna See you ♪
♪ No, I won't save you ♪
♪ You're on your own ♪
♪ Fallin' into pieces ♪
♪ Oh, I'm gonna miss your... ♪
Yeah.
Damn, you already up at it?
Play hard, work harder.
I had Nuff take the product to your car.
You sure your family can move all that?
Yeah, Monet can handle that.
And she paid you up front.
Yeah, well...
Guap said Monet took your product off the street.
So where you gonna sell my shit?
Fucking Guap.
Man, you know Guap got radio mouth.
Monet ain't like that shit.
She wanted the business to stay under the radar.
So she runs it to this Steve Urkel-ass nigga
up at Stansfield.
Uh-huh.
Right.
And what's your problem with him?
I mean, Monet's right. His system keeps us invisible.
But she don't know what he's doing up there.
So you don't like it 'cause you don't have control.
Mm.
- You don't trust him? - Nope.
So what's his name?
You don't trust me either.
Well, I don't work with people who don't trust me, Cane.
I just showed you my whole fucking life, man.
All my peoples.
♪ ♪
You know what? It's cool.
You don't wanna give me the name, there's the door.
I'll see you around.
♪ ♪
Tariq St. Patrick.
Uh-huh.
And you need to be able to control this Tariq St. Patrick.
- Yeah, I guess so. - Okay.
Well, maybe I can help.
I am offering you a hand.
I know you're too smart to turn your back on that.
Right?
♪ ♪
Tate made me give you 15 minutes.
That's all you got. Go.
Okay. Yas belongs with me.
Your sister needs to be in a grounded,
safe, stable environment.
And I can provide that.
In a college dorm?
Look, she's with a great family.
One of my favorites, the Royces.
She'll stay there 'til we see what happens
with your grandmother.
But my grandmother's the problem.
She-she's unstable.
Maybe if I get an apartment,
then can Yas will stay with me?
An apartment?
You'll also need a stable job, proof of income,
a clean drug and criminal record.
Yeah, I can do all of that.
You couldn't even get this meeting on your own.
Trust me, money and influence can buy a lot of things.
But it can't buy what's good for a child.
♪ ♪
I told you.
I barely know Carrie Milgram, and I don't know anything.
I need to go to practice. I-I can't help you.
You're free to go at any time.
You keep saying that,
but you have my wallet and my phone.
Just gotta say the word.
I mean, this fucker's been ringing off the hook.
It's probably my auntie. Now she's looking for me.
Oh, uh, your auntie?
Does she know about your relationship with Carrie?
- Should I pick up and ask her? - No, there is no relationship.
Look.
I understand why you'd hesitate to admit it.
If your school finds out, she loses her job.
But in the eyes of the law, nobody fucking cares.
You're both adults. It's not a crime.
You know what is a crime?
Lying to the police during a criminal investigation.
I need you to tell me the truth.
♪ ♪
Today we'll be discussing
Jeremy Bentham's theories on utilitarianism.
- I was thinking we could... - I'd like to take this one
if you'll allow me, Professor Milgram.
- Sure. - Thank you.
Is there an objective greater good?
It's a question that's played a vital role in my dedication
to a career in public service.
You see, Rashad Tate is
and will always be for the people.
And that includes all of you.
Be it better education,
cancellation of student debt, creating...
The act that's purely in service
of your voting base...
Or potential voting base... Negates its subjectivity.
Go off, Professor Milgram, okay?
But he has a point.
Bentham argues that an act's utility determines
whether it's good or bad.
What keeps the many happy
is objectively the greatest act.
Ugh. A colonizer would say that shit.
Excuse me?
Slavery was promoted
as being in the interest of the many.
Sure did make your colonizing ancestors happy too.
Okay, but Bentham acknowledges that utility
and its outcome is always changing.
We have to leave room for moral evolution.
Mm, that sounds like a slight justification
- for slavery to me, Luis. - Mm. Slight.
And that's assuming we all operate off
the same moral code.
I've been to some of your frat brothers' parties.
I'd speak to them on that one.
- Ooh! Shh! - Had fun, huh?
So, Lauren, you don't think that there's a basic moral code
which we adhere to that informs the overall greater good?
No.
Well, what if you knew that BruShaundria
would one day be a serial killer?
Why me?
Would that justify murdering her now?
Try that shit.
I think that any act that infringes
upon someone's way of being or happiness is wrong.
It's stripped of the mantle of being the greater good, period.
I wouldn't kill BruShaundria.
You mean you don't wanna get merc'd
in self-defense.
Well, let's find out, shall we?
Don't play with me.
So there are fundamental truths,
virtues that lift mankind
in which we can measure objectivity of an action
in service of a greater good.
Do you see Jackie's point, Lauren?
♪ ♪
- I mean... - In leaving room for virtue,
you often risk missing an objectively greater good act.
Sometimes if you don't eliminate
the concept of morality,
you risk everybody taking a loss.
How's that in the interest of the greater good?
Young man has a point.
I mean, are you really saying
there's not a single good outcome
you'd rather not risk
just to preserve your virtue, Professor?
We can fucking do this all day!
I think they went to school together
or college or something.
- That's all I know. - You know what I think?
I think that he found out about you two.
She had him killed to shut him up.
There's nothing to find out about.
Look, I don't mean to be rude, but like you said,
she's way older than me.
She's hot and very available.
You know I used to work with her, right?
Very, very, very generous.
She enjoys it too.
You know what I mean?
Nah, I don't know what you mean.
Oh, I mean that just... I mean, Carrie
was never one to focus on one guy, right?
Wasn't her style.
That's not true.
She's not the type.
Oh, she was Jabari Reynolds' type.
Back in the day, but sure.
You know, he wrote a book about her or something.
You don't know. No, he got back in.
Oh yeah, it's been a couple of months,
I mean, up until he died, of course.
That's not true.
Apparently, he was very jealous
over someone else she was seeing.
You sure you don't know anything about that?
♪ ♪
No.
So you weren't with her the night he was killed?
That's gotta be my auntie or-or my coach.
You made me miss practice.
This is not your auntie.
♪ ♪
Were you in a sexual relationship with her?
Hmm?
Is she calling to get you to lie for her?
♪ ♪
Were you with Carrie Milgram at her apartment
the night Jabari Reynolds was killed?
♪ ♪
No.
I wasn't with Carrie the night Jabari Reynolds was killed.
♪ ♪
Can I go, please?
♪ ♪
No.
You need to hang tight for a little longer.
I'm gonna check something out.
In the meantime, I'll have an officer come in.
Help you call your auntie.
♪ ♪
So how did the meeting go?
She basically told me to fuck off.
You're 19 and your sister needs a home.
- It's a big ask. - I mean, I understand,
but I need to see my sister, man.
I need to see Yasmine.
I gave her my word, and...
it might not mean a lot to you, but that's my little sister.
You know...
I like that it means something to you, Tariq.
Since you gave me your word
that you'll help me out with Sweeney.
Now, I know that he and Weston have been friends
since their college days here.
There's gotta be something on 'em.
I-I know it.
I don't know. He looks like a closet freak.
But I need proof.
I'm thinking Eliot Spitzer, Anthony Weiner.
Real creepy type shit.
That's the kind of dirt I need, Tariq.
A'ight, look, I'll get it.
But I need you to find my sister.
An address or something.
Then I'll get you whatever you want, okay?
Well, young brother...
that's my kind of deal.
♪ ♪
All right.
♪ ♪
- Hey. - What's up?
Um, thanks for helping me out in there.
Of course.
Listen, uh, last night, sorry I bolted on you.
I'm just... I feel like you're always preoccupied.
No, it's-it's just, I got a lot of things going on, and...
I gotta-I gotta take this.
You always do.
♪ ♪
Fuck.
Bash.
Tariq, what can I do
for my favorite minority partner?
I need a legitimate paycheck.
No problem, we'll form a new LLC
and run you a paycheck through it.
A'ight, it'll look legit, right?
You're questioning my business acumen.
- I'm insulted. - No, I mean, you know.
I'll have my lawyers draw up the papers.
All you'll need is someone to sign on
as president of the corporation and a 30K down payment.
Bash, what?
You gotta be kidding me, bro, 30 bands?
There are strict transaction fees
at the bank of Stern and Stern.
A'ight, you'll get your money.
Why can't I be the president?
You want an IRS audit? I don't.
We need to make this look clean, even if it's not.
- A'ight. - Find someone you trust.
I'll call you when the papers are ready.
♪ ♪
Niggas really think they in The Fast and Furious
and shit.
You ain't tell me you was bringin' white boy with you.
I brought him.
Man, we spent a whole evening together,
which was your choice, not mine.
I'm still white boy to you? That's fucked up, Cane.
Is that the product? Come to Daddy.
Yo, you buggin' if you think
I'm givin' your stomped-out ass any of my fuckin' product.
Fuck you mean, nigga? Just give him the bags.
Look, you of all people know
I can move weight, Cane. What the fuck?
You know what?
You and Machine Gun Kelly over here
fuck up Monet's business,
I'ma just take it back to the streets.
Whoa, the streets, that's an option?
Nah, we're staying right where we are, B.
I really can't wait for y'all to fuck this up.
Continue to wait.
Thank you.
Yo, don't listen to that nigga, man.
We can't keep switchin' up how we doin' shit
now that I gotta get my sister, bro.
Well, how much do we need to get her back?
I ain't gonna lie, a lot.
Fucker Bash is asking for 30 bands.
Gotta make some bread.
Say no more. You know I got you, fam.
You know that spot that you showed me?
I did a little redecorating.
You're gonna love this.
Scan that, right there.
- What? - Yeah. The brick, right there.
What the fuck? This what you been working on?
One of our tutors did some sick shit with a 3D printer.
She took out a few old bricks,
replaced 'em with retrofitted 3D lockers.
Both columns, fully functional storage.
So, what, every tutor got
their own code or some shit?
Exactly. Product in, cash out.
You and I are the only ones with the master QR.
No more running around and handing shit out,
no more storing shit in my parents' garage.
One location for everything.
When we want to expand,
anybody, anywhere.
♪ ♪
And the best part, no one will know it's us.
We'll be like some fucking ghosts.
This shit is fire, man.
We'll get some money with this bitch.
That white boy, he's your way in.
I watched your meeting.
Tariq's partner, you know who he is?
Yeah, he's some kind of rich kid.
That nigga is therich kid,
and he's known Tariq for years now.
He's hype, easy to control.
Perfect for us.
So you want me to get at Tariq through Brayden?
You wanna run Tariq,
you need to cut him at his soft spot,
and that rich kid is it.
You need to get Brayden in your pocket.
♪ ♪
Does Daddy know Cane's back?
You know what, Diana?
I'm tired of y'all running around here
asking me "Daddy this" and "Daddy that."
You wanna know about Cane, ask your father yourself.
You want more responsibility?
You wanna be the one askin' all the questions?
Here.
You go deal with your father.
Fine.
♪ ♪
Hey.
Um, what's the Wi-Fi passcode again?
It's on your wall, Councilman.
In your office.
Is there something I've done to offend you, Professor?
I certainly hope not, because
I would love for us to be friends.
Oh, I think you've done nothing but be yourself, Rashad.
You know, I think if you and I spent some time together alone,
you'd really warm up to my charm.
Detective Whitman.
I didn't think we had a meeting scheduled.
We don't, but we need to talk.
Councilman, may we have a minute?
Ah, of course, Detective.
You know, it's been a while since I wore the uniform,
but if there's anything I can do
to help the department, please don't hesitate to ask.
- Appreciate that. - Mm-hmm.
I have Zeke Cross at the precinct.
What? Why?
Is he under arrest?
He's saying you have a totally professional relationship
and that you two were not together
the night Jabari was murdered.
Your alibi is up in smoke.
You must have confused him.
♪ ♪
Did you put that kid up to kill Jabari?
Or he just figure it out on his own?
Kevin, we both know this is personal.
I know you wanna pin this on me,
but neither Zeke nor I
had anything to do with Jabari's murder.
Really?
Then why lie about your alibi?
Or is Zeke lying?
I'm not lying to you, Kevin.
I know what you're capable of, Carrie.
I know the things you can get a man to do.
♪ ♪
Just know that I won't rest
until I put cuffs on both of you
and you pay for what you've done.
♪ ♪
Open five. Prisoner coming through.
♪ ♪
♪ My Miss Mona Lisa ♪
♪ Beauty masks a mind Behind the features ♪
♪ Something changes ♪
♪ So intriguing... ♪
Thank you.
I'm happy you finally called, Nae-Nae.
Don't call me that.
And that wasn't my mom's house
where you turned over those cans.
I got kids, Dante.
Yes, and a husband, right?
In prison?
What else you think you know?
You run a bar.
Not the life I remember you wanting.
Look, it's been 24 years, and not a word.
Why now?
♪ ♪
Thank you.
I'm sorry, Monet.
You know, you always had me,
but when I nearly had you, I-I got roped up.
Wasn't supposed to go down like that.
Now I'm finally the man you said I could be,
and I guess I couldn't come back until then.
♪ ♪
Shit, I can't believe you bought the place out.
That import-export business must be good, huh?
I see you did your research.
You did yours, finding me under my married name and shit.
I had to, Mrs. Tejada.
Nae-Nae Stewart wasn't bringing up anything.
That's because she's gone.
- Look, I gotta get outta here. - Monet.
Look, I get it. Your life is different now.
You know, I would really love to take you somewhere.
I don't know if that's a good idea.
Why?
Old friends can't go places together?
I don't know that we're old friends.
Okay.
Then what are we?
You really knew I would call, huh?
I hoped that you would.
I can't tell you which, but a major sports outlet
is gonna pay me stupid money for this shit.
Don't worry about it. Just get your shit together.
- Come on. - You can't sell that.
How do we know if Zeke's okay?
Girl, calm down.
Zeke ain't no fucking Aaron Hernandez.
He ain't do shit. He'll be fine.
But I'm more curious as to why Sierra and her goodies
were in Zeke's room in the first place.
Uh, yeah, since when did you
start sleeping with people for stories?
Okay, since when did you start slut-shaming, Lauren?
I'm not, I'm just saying, I think it's foul
that you let him hit for a story.
Lauren, calm down.
Your feelings about Tariq clearly got you on edge, girl.
I'm not tripping off Tariq.
I gotta get over that.
I just wish he would tell me how he really feels.
See, that's why I don't fuck
with none of these undergrad niggas.
They don't know a real woman when they see one.
Mm-hmm.
But you know what you need?
Up here worrying about that nigga's bag,
but you need to get up into this.
Oh!
Is that weed?
- Yes, bitch. We smoking Lizzos. - Okay, no.
I have internship interviews,
and if they drug test me... it's a wrap.
When you ready to forget that nigga's name,
don't worry, I got you.
Hmm.
That bitch is gonna need more than that to relax.
Oh, yeah. A whole lot.
Look, um, I know Monet,
she had fronted me some money with Cane, and...
I don't got that shit yet.
I ain't hit you about that.
I wanna talk to you about the lawyer
that got your mom off.
- Davis? - Yeah.
I tried to get an appointment with him,
but the lady at the desk said I need a referral.
Look, 'Riq, I held you down with Monet
over that sugared coke.
You owe me.
'Riq, I need you.
I got you, D. I got you.
Okay.
Don't worry about it.
Yo. You find her?
I'm a man of my word, young brother.
A'ight, so when can I see her?
Six p.m. sharp today.
- Hey. - What's up?
That's in a hour.
Better hop to it.
♪ ♪
Can you text me the address?
I gotta go. Text me.
Yo, you dead ass, Tariq?
I bring you up here, and then you bring her?
Look, Lauren, it's not like that, a'ight? I...
It's so much shit going on right now.
Everything's so complicated 'cause of my mom, and...
Okay, then tell me, what is it like, Tariq?
What's it even like between me and you?
I'm just asking you to be up front with me.
You know what? Never mind.
Lauren.
Lauren, wait!
Come with me, please.
Look, I wanna show you what I've been doing
this whole time.
Please?
♪ Baby, let's cruise ♪
♪ Away from here ♪
♪ Don't be confused... ♪
Man, this is something else.
♪ The way is clear ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And if you want it... ♪
Never done anything like this before.
♪ Forever... ♪
We can do so much together
if you just let me.
Hey, Auntie, it's Zeke.
I'm at the 21st Precinct.
I need your help.
♪ I love it When we're cruisin' together ♪
♪ Hey, baby ♪
♪ ♪
Tariq, what's this about?
'Riq, 'Riq.
Yas, what's up? You good?
Look, I got you something.
Yas, this is my friend Lauren.
Lauren, this is my baby sister, Yas.
Hi.
She's pretty.
She is, right?
Thank you. So are you.
Hey, come on. Talk to me. How's school?
Who been bothering you? Who I gotta beat up?
♪ ♪
I think you're beating me at this.
I kinda am.
What? I am.
An honest woman. I respect that.
Are you Tariq's girlfriend?
- Um... - Whoa, Yas.
Um... Tariq?
I'm the one that's supposed to be
asking you the questions.
A'ight? So talk to me.
You hanging in there, right?
You'll be home soon. Okay?
I don't wanna go home, not with Big Mama.
When you come back,
you won't have to go with Big Mama.
You can come stay with me.
You really mean that, 'Riq?
Yeah, of course I do.
I can be with you all the time,
and Lauren can visit.
- I hope so. - Yeah.
And so can Mom.
Um, I don't know about Ma yet, Yas.
You know, I'm still working on that.
It might take a little minute.
But look, I got this
so I'm with you anywhere and everywhere you go.
Thank you.
♪ ♪
Excuse me.
Um, where's your bathroom?
Down the hall to the left.
Okay, but is that, like, your left or my left?
Hey, look, so you can call me at any time you need me, okay?
My number's right here.
Go like this, this, and boom.
Just make sure nobody sees this phone.
- Okay. - Nobody, okay?
♪ ♪
Okay, time's up.
I-I could have sworn we just got here.
I bent over backwards to make this happen,
Mr. St. Patrick.
Yasmine, let's go.
♪ ♪
See you soon, okay, Yas?
♪ ♪
Thank you for bringing me today.
Watching you and your sister, I get it now.
- You're all she has. - Yeah.
You know, I wanted to show you that.
I just didn't want you to think
I'm just bullshitting you, you know?
I got a lot of shit going on,
and I hope that's okay for you.
♪ In a situation ♪
♪ Holding on to everything ♪
♪ You do ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Take the time That you need ♪
♪ Feel the space in between ♪
♪ Sitting impatiently ♪
♪ Now I can ♪
You sure?
♪ Hardly wait... ♪
♪ Wait, wait ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Don't know how long I ♪
♪ Wait, wait ♪
Hey, Auntie, it's Zeke.
I am at the 21st Precinct.
I need your help.
Oh, shit. I gotta go.
What is it? Can I help?
Nah, I gotta do this alone.
♪ ♪
I told you she would text you back.
What, you a psychic now?
- Mr. Cross. - Excuse me. Rude.
You can shut the fuck up.
- Put your pants on. - What the fuck?
What-what's wrong?
Fucking cops just grabbed up Zeke.
I know.
What do you mean you know?
Sierra was there. She was the one who shot it.
She-she showed me.
Fuck, are you serious, Lauren?
Look, with everything going on with your sister today,
- I just forgot. - Oh man.
Lauren, if anything happens to Zeke, I'm outta here.
A'ight, half of my acceptance was based on me helping him.
Wait, what?
This doesn't-that doesn't make any sense.
There's a lot of shit that's not gonna make sense
to you right now, Lauren.
Fuck.
Tariq, I'm so sorry.
Is there anything I can do?
No, it-it's fine. I, um... I'm sorry.
It's not your fault.
I gotta go handle this, okay?
I'll hit you later.
♪ ♪
Yo, Davis, I need you to handle something for me ASAP.
She ain't comin'. I need to call somebody else.
Zeke, you need to trust me,
'cause there's no one else who can help you.
Wait.
Check out my PBA card.
It's in my wallet.
♪ ♪
Of course you have a PBA card.
♪ ♪
He'll help me.
Detective Ramirez?
♪ ♪
Where's Zeke Cross?
I'm his guardian. You can't hold him.
- You need to calm down. - Don't tell me to calm down.
And don't you fuckin' touch me either.
Now, where is my nephew?
Where'd you get this card?
I don't remember. Call him. Ask him.
When was the last time you saw Detective Ramirez?
He's a fan. I met him at a game.
He told me to show the card
in case I-in case I got jammed up.
- Zeke! - Hold on, ma'am.
- Ma'am! - Zeke.
Ramirez gave you this card himself?
- Zeke! - I just... I don't...
- Huh? - Uh-uh, get up, Zeke.
Who the fuck are you?
You need to watch how you talk to me.
Now, are you chargin' him?
I'm asking him some questions. He's here voluntarily.
Well, now he's voluntarily leaving, asshole.
Give me a fuckin' break.
Where's my client Ezekiel Cross?
I wanna see him now.
Your client? Who the fuck hired you?
Ah, I'm Davis McLean, criminal defense attorney.
- A mutual friend. - Yeah, yeah.
I know who you are.
And we don't need a criminal lawyer.
Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait. Listen.
I-I just ran a gauntlet of reporters outside
to get in here.
It's a zoo.
Now, you go out there,
they'll eat this kid alive.
Yeah, use the back door.
I'll handle the press for you.
Hold up. Just let me ask him...
You wanna lose your motherfuckin' badge?
Get the fuck outta my face.
♪ ♪
Ezekiel Cross voluntarily presented himself
to detectives to assist in an investigation.
He was never a suspect,
just a good citizen looking to help the police.
Detectives will tell you he was not charged
with anything and in fact,
they were more than happy to have this help.
Look at me. Did they hurt you?
What happened?
Professor Reynolds.
They think me and Carrie
had something to do with his murder.
The fuckin' professor bitch I told you to stop fuckin'.
Zeke, you need to end this shit now.
I did.
Obviously not soon enough.
Why they tryin' to pin this shit you?
What are you not telling me?
She was with Jabari.
So your girlfriend was fuckin' the dead professor nigga.
Zeke, you on your way to the NBA,
and you out here getting caught up
in some community pussy?
Come on, man.
Look, I-I didn't say anything.
I-I didn't know what to do.
I called you. You didn't answer.
And then I gave them Ramirez's PBA card.
Wait, you did what?
Fuck!
You fuckin' gave them Ramirez's PBA card?
That's what you told me to do.
Isn't it?
Monet.
Is there something wrong with Ramirez?
Shit!
You always talk about having my best interest at heart,
but don't tell me shit to protect myself!
This is my life, my career.
What the fuck did you just get me into?
Damn, I'm sorry, Zeke.
I should have took that card away from you.
Look, I'ma make this right. I promise.
I promise, baby.
♪ 'Cause I'm the man The man... ♪
As promised.
Business is poppin'.
Oh, so you the new delivery boy now?
Tell your boss nice work.
Boss?
Nah, me and Tariq are partners.
You think I'd be running this shit down here
if I was just a delivery boy?
Nah, we split our shit 50-50.
Uh-huh.
You good?
Yeah, this isn't all I need to pull down tonight,
if you know what I mean.
How much you need?
At least eight bands.
Y'all pressed over eight bands?
You know that's not even lunch money, right?
Listen, I keep telling you,
if you wanna make some real money,
might as well run the streets with me.
Make that stack look like change.
Nah, we're not diversifying right now.
Ah, right. Them your boss' orders.
I told you, Cane, I handle my own shit.
You ain't a real hot nigga.
Look, we're working together, so put some respect on my shit.
Okay, big man, you got drip,
come get into it with me tonight.
See how a real operation runs.
I'm not working the corner again, fuck that.
I'm not trying to pimp you out, bro.
You coming or not?
Look you can either get in the car and trust me
or come up short for your boss... your business partner.
♪ ♪
Fuck it.
What are we gonna do?
Shit, I know a couple Guaps we can run this through.
A'ight, bet.
Oh, shit, I gotta dip.
Wait, what?
I gotta go, nigga. Get the fuck out.
- You just said that we were... - I got shit to handle.
Okay, leave the bag.
And once I figure out what the fuck is going on, I'll turn it.
Leave the bag?
No, I don't know if I can do that, Cane.
You wanna make the money or not?
♪ They ain't as great As fresh as us... ♪
Yeah, figure out your broke-ass
Tariq daddy issues outside on the curb.
♪ ♪
- Fuck. -♪ So what you need? Yeah, I got that ♪
♪ So what you need? Yeah, I got that ♪
♪ So what you need? Yeah, I got that... ♪
Cane, wait, wait!
♪ The man, the man, the man The man, the man... ♪
I need it tomorrow by ten a.m., not a second later.
Say less.
Just send me the addy and I'll pull up.
Don't fuck me on this, bro.
Nigga, please.
Fuck.
Zeke is upstairs resting right now,
but I'm telling you, Cane, if he goes down for this shit,
Lorenzo won't be able to save your ass.
God couldn't walk through that door and save you.
You understand me?
We gotta fix this.
We? Nah, nigga, me.
All you ever do is fuck things up for this family.
♪ ♪
Y'all so smart.
Y'all ain't tell him not to use the card?
That's why she's mad. She gave him the card.
But when you shot the nigga, she never asked for it back.
Oh, so she blamin' me for it.
Shit, man, if something happens to Zeke...
She I'll never get over it.
I should've known something was up
when Ev told me Zeke missed practice.
Dru, Monet got the call while you were here.
What happened?
Monet wasn't here.
She left a few minutes after you.
Where did she go?
♪ ♪
Yo, what the fuck?
That's your fuckin' plan, huh?
Lettin' Zeke go down for your murder
'cause you knew he was fuckin' his professor?
- What professor? - Nigga, Carrie something.
Listen, how the fuck I'm supposed to know
he's fuckin' his professor?
I sent my lawyer up there to handle that shit.
You need to chill the fuck out.
Chill the fuck out?
Nigga, they had Zeke down there all fuckin' night
askin' him questions.
They're fishin'. That's what they do.
I told you Davis'll handle the shit.
It's gonna be harder than you think, Tariq.
Zeke dropped Ramirez's PBA card on them
before Monet could get him out.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why the fuck would he do that?
'Cause he don't know fuckin' Ramirez is dead.
Monet never told him what I did.
Now Zeke's caught out there.
Now, if the cops find out Ramirez is dead,
Zeke can get jammed for both bodies,
since it was your fuckin' idea to link them together.
Yeah, but you so fuckin' sure
that the body ain't comin' back, right?
Yeah, I'm sure of it.
But when it comes down to it,
you gonna take the weight for all that shit.
Ramirez, the professor,
all that shit is gonna be on your fuckin' ass.
Listen, it ain't gonna come down to shit, a'ight?
Like I said, Davis'll fix this.
Zeke'll be safe. You'll be safe. I'll be safe.
We'll all be safe, a'ight?
Ain't nobody safe, nigga, especially you.
Fuck outta here.
♪ ♪
Fuck!
Your family hired some of the best
appellate lawyers in the state.
Yeah, but my father thinks they robbed us.
Unhappy clients always believed they've been robbed.
But the truth is, sometimes there is no way out.
Which sadly is the case here.
Are you sure?
Oh, yes. We're sure.
Uh, Ms. Tejada,
obviously we will remain vigilant.
If there is indeed a way in which we can be of service,
we'll absolutely reach out to you and your mother.
No, she doesn't need to know,
but thank you for your time.
Could you try to look a little less gleeful
when you're sending our paychecks out the door?
So what?
I don't wanna represent a psychotic,
murderous drug dealer.
It was a lose-lose situation.
If we had lost, he'd kill us.
If we'd won,
then Lorenzo Tejada would go back to just...
Sounds like a repeat customer to me.
What's in our best interest?
Remember that.
♪ I been Getting' dirty money ♪
♪ Jordan Belfort ♪
♪ Stacking penny stocks while I'm flipping these birds ♪
♪ Sipping on Ciroc Trip 'em up with the words ♪
Shit, shit, shit, shit.
♪ I just popped a Molly and I think this be my third ♪
Shit, shit.
- ♪ Jordan Belfort ♪ - Come on, fuck.
♪ Jordan Belfort... ♪
Thank you, God. You're a real one for this.
♪ Stacking penny stocks while I'm flipping these birds... ♪
Cane, where have you...
been all my life? Damn.
Listen, I had a few pickups of my own to make.
- You what I mean? - Yeah. No, I can see that.
Bro, I didn't think you were gonna show, to be honest.
Nah, man, listen, we business partners.
You trust me, I trust you, remember?
Facts.
Hand me that bag.
♪ ♪
Oh! Fuck!
Bro, this is way more than we needed.
Man, you are right, the streets are where it's at.
You had me for real.
Nah, I gotta link Tariq, but...
Aw, "I gotta link Tariq"?
You sure you wanna get your boy?
Come on, you don't wanna join?
Come on, let's have some fun.
Come on, baby. Let's have fun.
Nope, I gotta go. I gotta go.
I gotta go.
Fuckin' Tariq.
♪ Jordan Belfort ♪
♪ Stacking penny stocks while I'm flipping these birds... ♪
Why don't you buy yourself something nice, on me?
My name's Brayden.
And I think I'm in love with you already.
"My name's Brayden. I'm in love."
- Bye, Brayden. - God damn it, Tariq!
I know I'm gonna regret asking,
but what's, uh... What's going on, Cooper?
There is this case I turned down,
but it's the high-profile,
big-fish shit that uh, Davis likes, so...
What was it?
Lorenzo Tejada, appeal.
I remember him.
Manslaughter?
Uh, and multiple drug offenses.
Uh-huh.
Well, if Walter Griffith was good at one thing,
it was prosecuting those types of cases.
Wait. Wait, that was Walt Griffith's case?
I heard he got fired for-for, uh,
tampering with evidence or stealing drugs from...
From the evidence locker, yeah.
But he did a fantastic job of putting monsters
like that Tejada guy away.
♪ ♪
Cooper, you coming?
Yeah, yeah. One sec.
♪ ♪
My bad, bro. Parking was a bitch.
Listen, man, you can't be late to shit like this.
A'ight, I gotta know you serious.
You got the money from the dead drop, though, right?
- It was enough? - Yeah.
I'm in this, Tariq. 30K.
Know I got you bro. You don't gotta worry.
Speaking of business, I know you said no
about diversifying to the streets, but I...
How many fucking times I gotta tell you
we're not fuckin' with Cane, B?
- I know. - Listen, we pick up
the product from him like we've been doing
and continue business like usual.
Be fine.
Gentlemen, I'm interrupting my massage for this.
See you found someone you can trust.
Yes, I did.
All Mr. Weston has to do is sign here
and you'll have a president and a legitimate paycheck,
provided you have my cut, of course.
I have your cut.
You ready, Mr. President?
♪ ♪
♪ Mama created a gangsta ♪
♪ Facts, yeah ♪
♪ My mama created a gangsta ♪
♪ Y'all got a lot of drama You know why? ♪
♪ 'Cause Mama created A gangsta ♪
- ♪ Yeah, facts ♪ - ♪ My mama created a gangsta ♪
♪ Created a gangsta ♪
♪ Y'all got a lot of drama You know why? ♪
♪ 'Cause Mama created A gangsta ♪
♪ Rollin' off the deep end ♪
♪ It's kill or be killed So I don't need friends ♪
♪ You're real or you're not But still, it depends ♪
♪ It's bodies on weekdays And weekends ♪
♪ Come to Jamaica Guns to meet your maker ♪
♪ A terminator like Arnold Schwarzenegger ♪
♪ Fuck with my bread like I ain't warn your baker ♪
♪ Boom, coming out the gates Like I'm here now ♪
♪ I am someone everyone Will fear now ♪
♪ I got hammers with hollows That'll tear down ♪
♪ Any fool with a stare down Stand down ♪
♪ 'Cause I got the recipe To the whole pie ♪
♪ And the weaponry Leave your dome fried ♪
♪ If you step to me Your bones crunchy ♪
♪ Like a pack of celery ♪
- ♪ Ayo, it's my block, nigga ♪ - ♪ Mine ♪
♪ I stay with a hot glock Nigga ♪
♪ Head full of hot shots Nigga ♪
♪ Look at the shot clock Nigga ♪
♪ I'm winning with my shots Nigga ♪
♪ Poppin' yo' snot box Nigga ♪
♪ Don't get your knot rocked Nigga ♪
♪ For beefin' With top-notch niggas ♪
♪ Mama created a gangsta ♪
♪ Y'all ain't gon' know How to deal with me ♪
♪ Having killers That'll kill for me ♪
♪ And kill with me I'm a problem ♪
♪ 'Cause Mama created A gangsta ♪