- There she is. The woman of the hour.
In the time you've been with this firm,
billings are up almost 30%.
- People come here from all over the world
to become celebrities,
but fame is nothing compared to power.
I didn't even know who my father was,
until a few years ago.
- He loved you so much.
- I wish I could say it was good to see you, sister.
- I wish I could say the same, Sister Rucker.
- Actually, that's District Attorney Rucker now.
- Let's all take time to congratulate
our beautiful guest of honor
for her triple platinum album!
- Ms. Isis, she was attacked last night at her house.
- It seems like she's gonna pull through.
- There are ligature marks around her wrist,
which implies she was bound during the attack, and--
- Have the authorities said anything?
- No. Not yet.
- Her face is cut and bruised.
She's barely recognizable.
- Did he make those promises
before or after he attacked Isis?
- After.
- He's too high profile to have just disappeared.
I want to offer you a position on my team
as a special digital researcher.
I want you to do some hacking for me.
- Rapper Connor Hanks
known as Lil Murduh has been reported dead.
- Tell me you didn't do it. - I don't know what you mean.
- I just keep having these dreams,
visions of what happened the night my parents died
like it wasn't just a car accident.
I wasn't in the car, right?
But in my dream, I'm in the backseat.
Daddy?
[soft dramatic music]
- Hey, hey, hey. another nightmare?
- Yeah. What are you doing here?
- I appreciate you agreeing to take me back as a client.
- Dom, how's the man of the year?
- Living one day at a time, pimp.
What's popping with you?
- This morning, we've obtained pictures
showing multi-Grammy award winner
and music mogul Larry Stillwell
in some very troubling situations.
- Get rid of 'em both now.
♪ ♪
[heart monitor beeping]
[sustained tone]
- Bring him up. What's the deal, Connor?
- Homey, look, just tell Dom we good, all right?
- Wrong answer. Drop him!
- No, no, no! All right, 75!
75's good. Please, please!
[screaming]
♪ ♪
- You're a bad boy.
- You know good girls fall for bad boys.
- Who said I was a good girl?
- ♪ Bloody waters ♪
♪ Drowning every day ♪
♪ Every day ♪
♪ Feels like I'm running in slow motion ♪
♪ And I'm losing the race ♪
♪ Oh, ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, so frustrating ♪
♪ Ooh, keep on taking ♪
♪ Ooh, corporate races ♪
♪ Ooh, you got me praying ♪
♪ 'Cause all I hear is sirens ♪
♪ From every way ♪
♪ Every way, yeah ♪
♪ ♪
- My name is Lila, and I'm an alcoholic.
all: Hi, Lila.
- I've been sober five years and seven days.
My name isn't Lila.
That's my mom. These are her clothes.
♪ ♪
My name's Daniella Hernandez.
- ♪ Little drops of doubt ♪
♪ Dripping down from... ♪
I'm sick of lying.
I got somebody killed.
My good friend's daughter.
When you introduced a young woman to a predator,
lied to yourself...
"She'll be fine. She'll be fine.
She's fine."
Maybe you never said, "Fuck it, it's your job."
How do I make amends? I don't want to be here.
I want to hook a bottle of 100 proof to my arm.
That's how bad I want to get drunk.
Maybe you haven't done the shit I've done.
Maybe you're not so angry, that doing bad feels good.
Maybe you got the hugs you needed growing up.
Why am I asking you guys?
You guys are liars just like me.
♪ ♪
My name is Daniella Hernandez.
That's my real name. I'm an alcoholic.
♪ ♪
I don't know how to make amends.
- Lila, do you feel like talking today?
♪ ♪
- No, thank you.
- ♪ Won't you show me something? ♪
- ♪ That my best friend, she a real bad ♪
- [screaming]
- Yo, Dom, it's Mack. We got a problem, homey.
- Oh, my God. They just dropped him. Trell.
- When they say, "Yo, Dom, it's Mack.
We got a problem, homey"... - Dom, Dom.
- He's talking about Dom Mayfield.
- I just saw something.
♪ ♪
- That's him right there with his attorney
Daniella something. - Hernandez.
Trell, you have to destroy this right away.
- Nah, baby, I'ma take it straight to Dom as a favor.
He's gonna want to see his boys
were stupid enough to get caught on video.
- He's gonna think that you're--
- Nah, look, Neisha,
all I'm gonna ask him to do is listen to my tracks.
That's it.
- Trell, a man is dead. - Just think about it.
With him behind me,
I'm gonna drop some platinum hits.
I'ma buy this whole new building
and finally get your dance academy started.
- Wait, listen, listen, listen. Listen, listen.
I know I can't change your mind,
but I'm gonna write this information down anyway.
♪ ♪
That's Daniella Hernandez's law firm.
Give her the video. She works for Dom.
Whatever she does, you'll be protected.
- Okay, baby, love you. Gotta go.
- [screaming] [crashing]
- Anybody else seen this? - Just me.
- So what's your price? - [chuckles]
Here's my micro SD and my SIM card.
You got the only copy.
- In exchange for what?
- Man, I've been trying to get with you
for over a year now just so you can hear my beats, man.
- Well, shit, man.
Let's see what you're working with.
- Shit, let's go.
♪ ♪
- ♪ Hey, hey, hey, okay ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey, okay ♪
♪ Look, look ♪
- ♪ They just got opinions ♪
♪ And I know they hate the facts ♪
♪ They see that I'm winning ♪
♪ And I know they hating that ♪
♪ They just see the wins, and they try to take 'em back ♪
♪ I'ma spend this bread ♪
♪ 'Cause I know I'll make it back ♪
- That's fire. There's more here?
- Hell yeah, man. Shit, keep it.
- Let me give your stuff a serious listen,
and then I'ma reach out to you.
I think we can do business.
- Man, all I ever wanted was a chance, dog.
- Okay. - Man, I appreciate it, shit.
- Back at you.
- Killing tracks with Dom Mayfield,
man, goddamn.
[soft dramatic music]
- Get rid of him.
Get his phone. Do him in his hood.
Make sure it look like a robbery.
- Keneisha, Keneisha!
There was a shooting down the street.
I think it might be D'Trell.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- No! - Ma'am, ma'am, please.
- No! - Please, ma'am.
Do not go back there. - No, God, no!
- Can you give me a hand, please?
- You have to step back. - Ma'am.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Yeah, sure, I can take care of that.
- What you got for me this morning, Tamika?
Anything good?
- About half a dozen contracts for your review.
- I said "good."
Did the Coachella promoters call?
- They did.
They also sent over the amendments
for the performance agreements. - Great.
- And what if I said you have a visitor?
- A client? - Uh-uh.
- A colleague? - Nah.
- [sighs]
Someone I don't want to talk to?
- A young woman. It concerns Dom Mayfield.
- A young woman and Dom? Talk to me.
- Her name is Keneisha Washington.
Her fiancé was killed this morning.
She said he gave her something you should see.
- Bring her in.
- Keneisha? She's ready to see you now.
- Keneisha. Daniella Hernandez.
Tamika says you have something you want to show me.
- I didn't even know I had it
until I checked Trell's uploaded files.
Trell shot this when he went on the roof
to take a cigarette break at his job.
- Yo, Dom, it's Matt. We got a problem, Homey.
[car alarm blaring]
- Trell recorded it a couple weeks ago.
He showed it to me today, and I said give it to you,
and then next thing I know, he's dead.
No cell phone, wallet, watch, anything.
Everything was gone. I know it was Dom Mayfield.
- Wait, we don't know that it was Dom.
- It was Dom! Am I in danger?
- Try and stay calm, Ms. Washington.
- Is he gonna come after me next?
- Sit down.
- My--my picture is all over the home screen.
My address. My studio.
- Do you have family you can stay with?
- All I had was Trell and my dance studio.
That's it.
I never had any real parents. I grew up in foster homes.
I'm lost without him, and I came to you
because I don't know what to do.
Should I give it to the police? Isn't that the right thing?
- There's the right thing.
Show the police what's on this video.
Let it be their problem.
But sometimes,
that can lead to unexpected results.
They start digging places you don't want them to.
Or there's the best thing to keep you, Keneisha, safe.
As my pro bono client, everything you've told me
is now attorney-client privilege.
You give this problem to me, and I'll fix it.
I'll take every copy of this video.
You don't keep any,
and now it's no longer your problem.
It's mine.
Understood?
Sign everywhere there's an X.
We're gonna take care of you.
- He said there's no more copies, right?
How we know he didn't give one to his girl for safekeeping?
That's right. We don't.
Get the girl, and we done with this shit.
No more mistakes, man.
[soft dramatic music]
That was in his wallet.
♪ ♪
- Okay, I got you. Come on.
♪ ♪
- Wow, Keneisha.
This is smart.
You design it yourself?
- Me and Trell together. [sighs]
There was so much we wanted to do,
if we just owned this place, you know?
- I bet. - You ever dance?
- When I was little,
I was the smallest girl in ballet class.
Then adolescence hit. I developed a lot.
That was the end of my ballet career.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- I thought you'd close up shop for a few days,
take some time for yourself.
- I have to keep working, or else I'll fall apart,
with everything that's happened,
and I literally can't afford to close.
- Not even for a day? - No.
I'm two months late on the rent.
I'm lucky I even have a showcase
to rehearse right now.
My friend Monica, she's casting
a "Hamilton" touring show, and if I can get her
to hire one or more of my girls,
then word will get out that my dancers get hired,
and that'll help my business grow, you know?
And it's my only hope
to keep the studio alive without Trell.
- Keneisha, I'm sorry.
[phone chimes]
Hold on.
I have to go.
But don't worry.
I'll send someone to look after you.
It's gonna be okay.
- Ms. Hernandez, can I really trust you?
- Yes. You can.
- Arnold needs you. - I know.
- Yo, what up, D? - Don't "what up" me.
I've been trying to call you for the past 20 minutes.
- I was in a session. - You lied to me.
- What you talking about? - Connor Hanks, Dom.
- Connor Hanks? - Stop, just stop.
Mack called you when they dropped him from that roof.
- How you know that? - It doesn't matter.
I need to talk to you in person.
- One more second of that lice-infested county lockup,
I was gonna Jeffrey Epstein, I swear.
- Larry, stop the crazy talk.
And, trust me, that overzealous D.A. will pay,
if she brings charges against you.
- I appreciate it, Seymour.
You know, I'm sorry, but what the world saw
in that sex tape of me and Isis,
it was completely consensual.
Completely. Was it rough sex?
Yes, but that was her thing.
- Sorry I'm late, Arnold. Ezra, Josh.
What the hell is he doing here?
- He's a client.
- Daniella, you know I didn't kill Isis.
I loved her.
And no offense to Ezra,
but you're the attorney that can get me off.
- No pun intended, right? - Josh.
The media is roasting my ass.
They want to do to me what they did to Harvey,
so what do you think you can do?
- And so we're just gonna skip
over the part where you murdered Isis?
- Daniella. - What?
It's too coincidental.
An incriminating sex tape is made public,
and minutes before he's arrested,
Isis suddenly dies in hospital care,
and Lewis is shot to death?
- Isis's death is on the hospital, not me.
And Lewis?
Yeah, he made money for me and Criterium Records,
even got us a Grammy, but it was his gang associations
that finally caught up with him.
- Bullshit.
- I've been doing a lot of explaining lately,
especially to my wife, and, frankly, I'm sick of it.
The only thing I'm guilty of is on that video.
- Next you'll say she beat you. - Enough.
- You're right, Arnold. I'm too close.
But, Larry, know that whoever killed Isis will get justice.
You can believe that.
- Good, I'm glad. She meant a lot to me too.
I want you on my team, Daniella.
♪ ♪
- Wait.
♪ ♪
That's what this is about?
I'll quit before I'll be his Black female showpiece
and lie to everyone that he's innocent.
I'm out of here. - Daniella--
- Daniella, don't leave.
- Arnold. - Everybody, out of here.
- Come on. Larry, let's go.
- Daniella, you're gonna quit over some bullshit like Larry?
He's not worth sacrificing your career.
- "Sacrifice,"
that's a word you like a lot, Arnold.
- I believe it fits the current situation.
- Yeah. It sure does.
♪ ♪
- Daniella.
♪ ♪
- Hey, Somwon. - Morning, boss.
- How's it going with the firm's
document management systems?
- I wish they'd let me fix it by myself.
I can go twice as fast,
but I'll just enjoy the overtime pay.
- What can you do with just a date and a location?
- Anything.
- Los Angeles. August 11, 1989.
That's the night my parents died.
I want to know everything they did that day.
I need to know why they're dead.
- I'll get right on it, boss.
- All right. Thank you.
- You're welcome.
[phone rings]
- Hey, angels-- - Tamika.
- Hi, Mommy.
- Mommy, it's us. - Where's Nana?
- Taking a bath. - We miss you, Mommy.
- Oh, Mommy misses you too.
I'm coming to see you this weekend.
- Promise? - Promise.
Give Nana my love. Mommy's gotta go now, okay?
- What's up? - What's up?
♪ ♪
- So the hospital blames Isis's narcotic overdose
on equipment malfunction.
The equipment manufacturer insists
Isis had a preexisting condition.
- I knew Isis a long time.
I don't remember her having any preexisting conditions.
- The manufacturer calls it cocaine.
Even though there was no trace in her system
at the time of death,
they're insisting her prior heavy use was a factor.
- Here's what I believe.
Right before Larry was arrested,
he had his hit squad kill Isis and Lewis.
I believe the nurse in this video
went into Isis's room
and gave her the overdose that killed her.
- Yeah, you're probably right,
but the hospital has no clue who that woman is,
and LAPD's batting zero with facial recognition.
Look, why don't we slap Stillwell
with aggravated sexual assault,
bring him in, and break him down?
- Because a conviction for ASA would amount to nothing more
than a slap on the wrist. I want him for murder, Jason.
- Well, now you talking my language.
- Knock-knock.
- Hey, Misty.
Jason, this is Misty Cross, Isis's mother.
We go way back. - Mm-hmm.
Back when you and Daniella were skinny little coeds
running around on that Berkeley campus.
- She was our sorority advisor.
- And they'd babysit little Isis for me
when I had to bring her to work.
The only two that ever had real time for her.
- Ms. Cross, please accept our condolences.
We will get justice for your daughter.
That is a promise.
- I appreciate that.
How are you ever gonna get justice
when Larry isn't even behind bars?
- We got Epstein. We got Kelly.
I will get Stillwell.
- So you're arresting him today?
- It's complicated.
- You made me a promise, Beverly.
You said you'd look after my baby.
You and Daniella.
Now, together, you can make it right.
- Together? [chuckles]
Daniella works for Lang & Associates.
They're Larry's lawyers.
I doubt they have any interest
in making anything right together.
- Have you talked to Daniella?
- She will tell you it is her job
to represent those most wouldn't give the time of day,
but she is not the Daniella you knew at Berkeley.
- If you don't put Larry behind bars,
you ain't the Beverly I knew neither.
- You're drinking again.
That's the only explanation for this morning.
- Because I told the truth? - Yes.
And maybe screwed your chances of making partner here.
- Maybe it's not the first time
I've been screwing my chances, Josh.
- Okay, D, what's that mean?
- Missing what was going on between Isis and Larry?
It wasn't like me. Why was I so distracted?
I'm starting to question who I am, what I do,
how I sleep nights knowing Larry killed someone I love,
who I sleep with.
- Okay, you mean us. Hey, D, D, D, D.
Just--you used to tell me how much you needed us.
- Not anymore.
We should have never happened, in the first place.
- Come on. Hey.
- No, I don't want to do "us" anymore.
- I get it, okay?
Let's just--I don't know.
See how you're feeling around 10:00 tonight, okay?
- I'm gonna feel exactly like I feel right now.
It doesn't matter if we grew up together as kids, Josh.
Screwing the boss's son wasn't the smartest idea.
I should have known better.
- Screwing?
Come on.
That's what you call what we have?
Us? Me and you?
- I call what we have a mistake.
- Yeah, you're right. [chuckles]
You should have known better.
- Trell gave us the music we need.
Come on, let's go! One, two, three, four.
- You looking to take a class here?
- Mind your business, ese.
- Wait a second. Don't I know you?
From the movies, right?
- What did I just say to do? - Yeah, I do know you.
Yeah, you're in that new action-adventure flick, right?
You know the one where you threw that white boy
Connor Hanks off the roof.
Nice and easy.
I'll take that.
Take that too.
Got a strong feeling that don't belong to you.
Let's go. Today.
- You have to pay attention.
Keep it together. You got this.
Come on, let's play. Five, six, seven, eight.
[music starts]
- Come back, and there'll be new graffiti on the block,
courtesy of your brains.
- ♪ Let me show you how to ride ♪
♪ Let me show you how to ride ♪
♪ I went my ways, I went my ways ♪
♪ I went my ways ♪
- This is hot.
- ♪ Dripping down to the floor, floor, floor ♪
♪ Don't stop till we go, go, go ♪
♪ Let me show you how to ride, yeah ♪
♪ Let me show you how to ride it ♪
♪ ♪
♪ She took so pleasantly, bumper ♪
- ♪ Heyo, bet, charge me ♪
- ♪ Come hold me closer ♪
♪ What you were saying only I got ♪
♪ Mess up the place ♪
♪ Baby's a mess ♪
♪ Rock it down, rock it down, drop it down singing ♪
♪ I see it in your eyes that you want to get it ♪
♪ Good, good, good, good, let me love you long time ♪
♪ Me gonna love you, boy, so let me love you long time ♪
♪ Wouldn't want to be second to none ♪
- ♪ No games around me ♪
-♪ I already won ♪
♪ Dripping down to the floor, floor, floor ♪
♪ I don't stop, I go, go, go ♪
♪ Let me show you how to ride it ♪
♪ Show you how to ride it ♪
♪ Show you ♪
♪ I went my ways ♪
♪ I went my ways, I went my ways ♪
♪ I went my ways ♪
♪ Dripping down to the floor, floor, floor ♪
♪ Don't s-- ♪
- Yo, take ten, everybody. Naisha, you killed it.
This track gonna blow up twice the size of the last one.
Y'all get some air while we chop it up real quick.
You hear that?
I'm talking double platinum with this new track.
- Dom, I'm not here to talk about music.
- So how you find out?
- I saw the video made by D'Trell Weeks.
- I don't know no nigga named D'Trell Weeks.
- Stop lying to me, Dom.
This is exactly why I didn't want to take you back
as a client, because I knew
you'd get me caught up in your street shit again.
- I'm done with the street shit, all right?
I told you that.
All right, look, I'm sorry I lied, okay?
Come here. I knew about the video.
Stupid kid showed it to my boys,
and they freaked out. - They got to him?
- It was too late, by the time I found out.
They fucked up. D, I didn't know what to do.
- You tell your boys they don't touch his girl.
- Okay, okay.
All right.
- I mean it.
[computer beeps]
- What is this?
♪ ♪
Well, have fun looking for me in Singapore, bitches.
- Sorry to interrupt
your "League of Legends" session.
- I don't play games on the company's dime.
- Mm-hmm, so what was all of that?
- Some VPN stuff. Nothing serious.
- Is that what you promised
Arnold Lang you'd help the IT department with?
- Transitioning into cloud services.
Yeah, I'm doing that too.
- So what's a VPN?
- Okay, a VPN is a virtual private network.
It's like hiding inside of your own little bubble.
Imagine you're in Ho Chi Minh City
and you want to watch the Rams
instead of some lame-ass table tennis match.
A VPN makes 'em think you're in the States
so you can watch the game.
- You really are Black and Vietnamese, aren't you?
- 100%.
- So how do I get a VPN?
- You can get a decent one online,
but I can build you one better than anything you can buy.
- Can we talk about it over lunch?
I'm starving.
- You're starving because you're skinny.
If my ma saw you, she'll straight up think
you a refugee from Somalia or something.
[chuckles]
- Shut up. Let's go, boy.
- ♪ When I think back to the music they used to play ♪
- ♪ They used to play ♪
- ♪ They just had the rhythm ♪
♪ When I think back to the music they used to play ♪
- ♪ My girl... ♪
- She always lets you know that you're the only one,
but with ED,
you're not always able to show her how much you care.
That's why there's Tetrapax.
Tetrapax is the only erectile dysfunction tablet
clinically proven to both go to work
in as little as 30 minutes and last up to 72 hours.
No other ED tablet can do both.
[R&B music]
[soft dramatic music]
[doorbell rings]
- Hey, Misty.
- Daniella here? Thank you, Gabriela.
- I came straight home when I got your text.
You okay?
- I got held up. I couldn't find my damn keys.
Can you believe that?
- You hungry? - Truth is I can use a drink.
Come on and have one with me, just for old times' sake, huh?
- I wouldn't know when to stop, so no.
What's going on?
- I want you to defend Larry Stillwell.
- What? Why?
- So you can get him alone in a room
and stick a knife in his heart, and if you can't, let me.
See, if my daughter was Taylor Swift,
I wouldn't have to go around begging for justice.
It would have been already done.
Beverly hasn't even filed charges yet.
Isis was gonna grow up to be like your mama, Lila,
or Beyoncé, or even Mariah.
He had no right, Daniella. He had no damn right!
Now, I want him dead, and I need your help.
- I'll help you, but I can't do that.
- Yes, you can because you owe me.
You're the one introduced Isis to Larry.
- You can't ask someone to do a thing like that.
- Not just anyone, but I can ask my sister
for justice for my little girl, can't I?
[doorbell rings]
- I'll get it.
- Misty, let me take you home, okay?
I'll call you in the morning when you've calmed down.
- Daniella, this motherfucker gonna get away
with killing my baby, and you want me to calm down?
- Daniella, you have to talk to me.
- I couldn't stop him. - I'm gonna kill you, Larry.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
- I've been calling you... - No, no, no, no, wait, wait--
- And you haven't returned my calls.
- Don't you say another word to me.
Really?
You knew he was coming over here,
and you let me make an ass of myself
when the whole time you can give two shits about me?
- Misty, I-- - Burn in hell, the two of you!
- I didn't know he was coming over here!
How dare you come into my house?
Get the hell out of here, right now.
- You've been avoiding me, Daniella.
I told you I did not kill Isis. - Yeah, sure.
- You know what? Your job is not to believe me.
But it is your job to defend me.
- No, it's not.
- I know the truth about your parents,
and I know you've been dying to know
the real story your entire life.
So the day you agree to defend me
against what I'm sure are gonna be trumped-up charges
from Beverly Rucker, that's the day
I will tell you everything.
- Larry, I can call people who can make you tell me.
- Oh, really?
Well, they'll have to beat me
harder than my old man ever did,
and I don't think that's possible.
So that's the deal.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[knocks]
- Madam District Attorney, you've instructed me many times
if the name Daniella Hernandez was to come across my desk,
in any shape or form,
I was to deliver the news to you personally.
- Close the door, Detective Ade.
- So the key to unlocking
Beverly Rucker is another woman, huh?
- Somebody had no problems
unlocking Beverly Rucker a night ago.
- You know I keep the key in my pocket, right?
- I know you do.
- Hey, I--my bad.
- No, no, no. - I'll--
- Come in, Jason.
Detective Ade was just about to debrief us
on a matter concerning Daniella Hernandez.
- Hernandez's name came up on a robbery-homicide.
African-American male named D'Trell Weeks
killed in an alley off Pico.
Kid was found with her contact info in his pocket.
- A rapper with an entertainment lawyer's
number in his pocket.
Sounds like a real class A felony to me.
- Kid worked part-time catering.
Last gig was in the same building same night
Connor Hanks took a swan dive off the roof.
There's nothing connecting the two,
but I never bought Connor Hanks
voluntarily leaving that rooftop.
- Me neither.
So I'll keep digging. Later, Platt.
- Later.
- Wait, this report says D'Trell lived with his fiancée.
Let's bring her in for questioning.
- I'm on it.
♪ ♪
- Carol, what a surprise.
Looking very lovely. What a fine wine you are.
- A fine wine you once couldn't get enough of.
- I still drink.
- And so does my current husband, Arnold.
- So what can I do for you?
- Larry's finished at Criterium Records.
It's not official,
but I wanted you to be one of the first to know.
I'm the new CEO.
- I know that's something you've wanted for a long time.
- Yes, and now that I'm back in a position of power,
there's one other thing that I've wanted,
for such a long time.
Fire Daniella Hernandez.
- My answer's unchanged. Absolutely not.
She's our top-earning entertainment attorney.
- You can't run interference
for my late husband's little bastard forever.
- Whoa, Carol.
You've cut her off from her father's side
of the family her entire life. Isn't that enough?
- Every day that child lives is a reminder how deeply
my dead husband Hunter cut me by spawning that girl.
Her and all the Shaws,
I hate them with a passion, which is why I want
Criterium Records to buy Blackgammon Records,
so I can grind my heel into its dead carcass.
I hear it's on the auction block.
- You think you can hurt Daniella
by buying her grandfather's label?
They've been as warm and welcoming as you have.
- I don't care,
and as counsel for Criterium Records,
I want you to make that happen.
If UMG can buy Motown, Criterium can buy Blackgammon.
Now, you do that...
Maybe we can get back to a little wine tasting.
Damn the husband.
♪ ♪
- We're not selling.
I don't know how the hell that rumor ever got started.
- You started it, Daddy.
- I'm not folding my tent and riding off into the sunset.
- We just spent an enormous amount of money
picking up has-been artists.
We don't have cash. We need to get out now.
- We have cash. - From where?
- Never mind from where.
- I have top-tier-- - What did I say?
We're gonna remaster our best-selling albums.
We're gonna find the best new A&R execs.
- We bombed on our first comeback,
and Criterium Records is laughing at us.
- Anybody who thinks that Blackgammon Records
will ever be for sale is wrong.
- I had Guillermo watching Keneisha
at her studio,
and the D.A.'s office just had her picked up.
- Beverly.
- And there's something else.
- Several high-profile rappers have come forward
in support of Criterium CEO Larry Stillwell.
They have promised to share their own illicit videos
of their rough sex encounters
with the late pop R&B star Isis Rey if it will help
prove Stillwell's innocence in his abuse charges.
- The actions between my client Larry Stillwell
and the late Isis Rey were between consenting adults.
These recent revelations clearly exonerate my client
who is guilty of nothing more
than a consensual relationship.
- That fool is really messing up.
- Big time. - Her untimely death?
- That was the hospital's fault,
not my client's.
- Tamika, get me Arnold.
- On it.
♪ ♪
- Thank you so much for coming in, Ms. Washington.
- He made it seem like I didn't have a choice.
- You're not under arrest.
I'm just trying to figure out what happened
to your fiancé, D'Trell Weeks.
He had Daniella Hernandez's name and number in his pocket.
- Well, she's Dom Mayfield's lawyer,
and Trell worshipped Dom, so...
- The day your fiancé was killed,
he met with Dom, didn't he?
- I don't think I'm supposed to be talking to you
because Ms. Hernandez said that--
- I've known Daniella a long time,
and she's basically a good person,
but she doesn't control her clients.
They control her,
so if she says she'll protect you,
don't believe her.
You want justice for D'Trell's killers,
you'll tell me everything you know.
- [sighs]
I wanted him to see Ms. Hernandez
because he had a video of a couple of guys
dropping a rapper named Connor Hanks off a roof, and--
- No more questions, Beverly.
- I just heard there's video of Connor Hanks
being killed, Daniella? I need to see it.
- I have no idea what you're talking about.
Keneisha, let's go.
♪ ♪
- Come on in.
This is where you'll stay, all right?
Until Daniella knows it's safe for you to go back home.
- Wow.
- Keneisha, I am Gabriela, Daniella's tía.
Welcome. Come on.
Let me show you to the guest bedroom.
- I bet when Daniella said "safe house"
you were thinking crappy little hotel room, weren't you?
Well, if she cares about her clients, she goes all out.
- I see.
- ♪ Let me show you how to ride it ♪
♪ Let me show you how to ride it ♪
- Changed the pitch on the overdub.
What do you think?
- I think you're not hearing me.
- I hear you, but are you hearing me?
I know your girl talked to the D.A.
- What she said to Beverly Rucker
can't hurt you.
- I don't know that. My boys don't know that.
I can't control them on this one, D.
I need you to back up out of this and wire it
like you always do.
So no matter what, I'm not involved.
- I thought you were done with the street shit.
- I'm making changes, but for now,
my boys need the address of where you got her held up.
- I can't even believe you'd ask me to do a thing like that.
Even if I was that kind of attorney,
I still wouldn't tell you.
- Why? She family?
- She's got dreams, Dom. - I got dreams too.
- And I'm helping you get there, so work with me.
- You don't care about what's right.
You care about what's best, so I'ma do what's best.
- Work with me.
♪ ♪
- Hey, boss. You wanted to see me?
- Yeah, I did.
I'm moving you to criminal litigation.
- Why?
- After that display you put on with Larry and those rappers,
it's clear to me you don't have the bedside manner
for our entertainment division.
- Is this a joke? - No joke.
- Then it's bullshit. I'm not doing it.
- You're doing it.
- No, you're not gonna stand there and penalize me
for doing the exact same thing that you'd do.
- It's for your own good, Josh. - Come on.
- Trying cases will make you a better attorney.
You want to cross boundaries?
You do it in fucking court, not in entertainment.
- Did Daniella put you up to this?
- You put me up to this.
Your little stunt
and the negative media it generated
put a stink on the name Lang & Associates.
Put a stink on my name.
- Dad, please.
I thought what I was doing was the right thing.
- You didn't think, Josh.
Now, Ezra will show you the ropes.
Now get out of here. Now, Josh.
♪ ♪
- Yo, cut through this alley. We going in through the back.
- Was she hard to find?
'Cause it's dark as hell down here.
- No, not really. - All right, that's far enough.
[gun clicks]
- For real, Mack?
- [chuckles]
- Why, nigga?
- Dom got a dream,
and y'all niggas getting in the way.
[gunshots]
- August 11, 1989. I have an update on that date.
I know that night your father dropped you
and your mom off in Beverly Hills.
You went shopping while he disappeared for two hours.
- Where'd he go? - I'm working on it.
- Last night, Larry Stillwell came to my house.
Says he knows things about my parents.
I want you to find out if he really knows anything.
- I won't disappoint.
- Speaking of disappoint,
there's an erectile dysfunction commercial
running one of my mother's songs in the background.
- That's messed up.
- Find out who's got the license agreement.
- No problem. - Thank you.
- Ladies and gentlemen, enjoy the showcase.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[cheers and applause]
♪ ♪
- Monica's gonna hire a couple of my dancers,
and I get a check for $300,000?
- Dominiq Mayfield heard D'Trell's tracks.
He wants to buy the rights.
♪ ♪
Hey, Mr. Mayfield said he had nothing to do
with D'Trell's death.
I think we should believe him.
Buy this building. Build your academy.
If Beverly Rucker calls, you send her to me.
I'll always be there to protect you.
- ♪ Don't be afraid, I know your ex messed up ♪
♪ No need to explain ♪
- [chuckles]
Trell's cell phone.
Thank you.
- ♪ 'Cause you're perfect, baby, my one and only ♪
- ♪ Don't stop now, we found a way ♪
♪ ♪
♪ 'Cause loving you is easy ♪
♪ And all that I see are happy days ♪
♪ 'Cause loving you is easy ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ 'Cause loving you is easy ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Mm, mm ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You came along when we were just kids ♪
[line ringing] - Stillwell.
- Larry. - Who's this?
- It's Daniella.
- Great to hear from you, Daniella.
- My name is Daniella.
Still wearing my mother's clothes.
Makes me feel close to her.
♪ ♪
I've been sober five years and nine days,
and I can see clearly now.
Step 9 is the most important of all the 12 steps.
Direct amends.
Since our last meeting, I've been making amends
with those I love and those I don't.
- So, Lila...
- ♪ 'Cause loving you is easy ♪
♪ All that I see are happy days ♪
♪ 'Cause loving you is easy ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Loving you is easy ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Oh, yes it is ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Loving you feels so right ♪
♪ I'm never letting go, I'm gonna hold on tight ♪
♪ You were made... ♪