All language subtitles for PB I 201

Previously on "Power"...

Man, you're protected
sent you out to steal

from the wrong
motherfuckers tonight.

When we met,
what you think I was gonna be?

The biggest goddamn
drug dealer in New York City.

The boss is here.

- To Truth.
- Truth!

That was the dream.
We can get out.

- We can have it all.
- We already have it all.

You recognize the name Simon Stern?

He's one of the biggest
nightlife investors in New York.

Truth is not for sale, Simon.

If I walk out of that door,

I turn from potential ally
back to competitor.

May the best man win.

Angela Valdes
came into the club last night.

From high school?

I never stopped
thinking about you.

- All these years.
- I have a boyfriend, Greg.

You haven't wanted to hang out.

You've been distracted.
Is there someone else?

I got a new job,
driving Uncle G.

I know you gonna
do me proud, son.

You probably see a lot
driving him around, Shawn?

You can tell me. It'll be another one
of our little secrets.

Seems like my husband
is seeing another woman.

Shawn told me
her name is Angela.

Angela was trouble before.
Just don't wanna see you get fucked up.

I want to change my life
for you.

- Come with me to Miami.
- I would love to.

Ever since you've opened that club,
it's like I don't know who you are.

Been trying to tell you, Tasha.

When I get back from Miami,
we should talk.

You ain't got no legal claim
on his illegal money.

I need a checking account
with a debit card.

Got some fine-ass looking girls

serving drinks in here,
by the way.

Holly's different.
She's special.

I am a fucked-up thief

and you are a crazy drug dealer.

You and I were made
for each other.

Our goal is the prosecution

of one of the most notorious
drug traffickers

in our hemisphere, Felipe Lobos.

When I hired you to be
my New York distributor,

you guaranteed me
a certain level of professionalism.

Someone's been hitting our crew,

dropping motherfuckers
left and right.

Ruiz said a girl stabbed him.

Beautiful ass.
Latin girl. Strong.

I know who's been going after us.
It's Rolla.

I'm not pulling that trigger
without proof, Tommy.

Get all the fucking proof
you need if you can.

He was right about Rolla. Said he wanted
to take down your whole network.

It's Kanan, right? Shit, you trust him
more than anybody.

- He's my friend.
- I'm your friend.

From now on, I need you to distribute
double the amount of product.

I think you should
take the lead on this.

Be the authority on the streets.

We need to get you close to Ruiz
so you can identify this distributor.

That's live.

We'll be able
to hear everything.

I'm expecting Ghost,
the pendejo who supplies us.

Bruja, I saw the distributor.

He saw Ghost's face.

What the fuck
you staring at, man?

I need to get Nomar into WITSEC.

One of my soldiers,
name is Nomar.

- Been fucking my little girl.
- Where can I find him?

Nomar, stay with me.

This is AUSA Angela Valdes.
My Cl's been stabbed.

- You owe me money.
- And you owe me bodies.

And, honey, you're gonna need
to get you some new shoes.

I want Ghost dead
before I get out.

♪ 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
it move a seven ♪

♪ Pure snow,
bag it, then watch it go ♪

♪ Occupational options,
get some blow or some hos ♪

♪ Shoot the bowl or the strap,
learn to rap or to jack ♪

♪ Fuck it, man, in the meantime,
go ahead and pump a pack ♪

♪ This my regal royal flow,
my James Bond bounce ♪

♪ That 007, that 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 you ♪"

♪ 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 E

♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life,
I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes round ♪

♪ Yeah E

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby,
I gotta make it. ♪

♪ Machine gun... ♪

Hey.

If I were you, mami,
I'd make it fast.

♪ Stuntman, fly nigga,
you Jumpman ♪

♪ G5s, we jump-start with
the Joker smile on that front end ♪

♪ Fist in, might sit 12 ♪

♪ You ain't talking no thick hos ♪

♪ If you like me, that's two niggas ♪

♪ And six bitches in tight clothes ♪

♪ "Mo' money, mo' problems" ♪

♪ Motto don't mean much ♪

♪ All gold everything ♪

♪ Not Trinidad, nigga,
King Tut ♪

♪ King Push, kilo,
I'm the voice of it, Cee Lo ♪

♪ Machine gun, Steve-O ♪

♪ It's just as big as my ego... rah! ♪

Frankie, wow.

You were on a date.

This better be good.

When Nomar was dying,
he told me who stabbed him.

It was Ghost.

The distributor
did Nomar personally?

That's what he said.

And it turns out that Nomar
had already spoken to a sketch artist.

I've got a partial.

Not enough
for facial recognition.

And you're not gonna ID him
with your naked eye in that book.

Frankie, I lost a Cl tonight.
I've got to try.

And I can't save you
from the consequences.

What was he doing
out of the safe house?

He thought Ruiz made him.
He ran.

And you couldn't
talk him out of that?

We didn't speak exactly.

He left me a message
saying he was blown.

You had a witness
who was scared for his life,

the biggest lead in your case,

and you missed his call?

What the hell were you doing
when that phone rang?

I know you were trying
to save this case, Angela.

Now you might have
to save your ass.

When did you first see the gun'?

After she pulled the trigger.

And you followed her up the stairs
even though she was armed?

Maybe I thought I could catch her.
Just an instinct.

Most people's instinct
when they see danger

is to head
in the opposite direction.

One last question. The waitress
standing next to you was hit.

What if that bullet
was meant for you?

A man in your position
must have enemies.

Can you think of anyone
who might want you dead?

Anyone at all?

No.

Jamie, I'm sorry.
I should have called.

I wouldn't have answered. Angela, there
was a shooting tonight at the club.

Some woman got in with a gun.

- Oh, my God. Jamie, are you...
- I'm okay.

But a waitress got hit
and I don't know if she'll make it.

There's no way I'll be able to go
with you to Miami tonight, I'm sorry.

No, no, I understand.

It's crazy here,
so I'll call you tomorrow.

Angela, I love you.

I love you, too, Jamie.

Be right there, Ghost.

You wait for me right there.

Clear, please.

This is Holly, you know what to do.

Holly, baby.

I got to be out
of town for a few days.

I'll call you,
but I don't know when.

I love you, okay?

I love you, Holly.

♪ Step up, now,
don't be the last in line ♪

♪ It's almost guaranteed
that I'm gonna blow your mind... ♪

That's your Uncle G's
old lady, right?

Ain't seen her in a minute.

Go ahead, answer it.

Mrs. St. Patrick, hey.
Is everything okay?

What? No, wait, what happened?

Where?

Okay, yeah. No, no, no,
it's good, he's all right.

Yeah, I'll be there
as soon as I can, okay?

Okay, bye.

Uncle G's club. He got shot at tonight
by some girl.

- She missed?
- Yeah.

But we got to go over
and meet up with them.

They'll probably be glad
to see you, Dad.

I ain't going nowhere
near that nigga

if he's getting shot at tonight.

I ain't trying to get clipped
10 seconds out of the joint.

No, boy.

You got to wait on seeing
Ghost for a minute.

There's some places
I got to go first.

Dad, I should probably
go over there.

Ghost is all right.
Tasha just told you so.

What you gonna do
for him tonight?

Now I got to go see a girl.

Been in the joint 10 years.

You understand, right?

♪ Machine gun ♪

♪ Daredevil, stuntman,
fly nigga, you Jumpman ♪

♪ G5s, we jump-start with
the Joker smile on that front end ♪

♪ Fist in, might sit 12 ♪

♪ You ain't talking no thick hos ♪

♪ If you like me, that's two niggas ♪

♪ And six bitches in tight clothes ♪

♪ "Mo' money, mo' problems,"
motto don't mean much ♪

♪ All gold everything ♪

♪ Not Trinidad, nigga,
King Tut ♪

♪ King Push, kilo,
I'm the voice of it, Cee Lo ♪

♪ Machine gun, Steve-O,
it's just as big as my ego... ♪

The person you are trying
to reach is not available at this time.

Please leave a message at the tone.

Tommy, where the fuck
are you, man?

A lot of shit popping off.
You sent the 119. Where you at?

♪ Machine gun... ♪

- You going out?
- Can't hide in here forever, T.

I ain't asking for forever,
Ghost.

I know the kids like having
eyes on you right now.

What's so important out there?

You still ain't heard
from Tommy.

Not since he texted me
saying he was coming to meet

and never showed the fuck up.
Look, T, I'll be strapped.

I got people watching the building,
so you and the kids are safe here.

Y'all been getting hit

and you didn't tell me
this whole time?

I keep thinking
about Rolla being gone.

I know how much
you loved that boy.

You okay, Ghost?

I'll be better,
soon as I find Tommy.

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Oh, hickory dickory dock ♪

♪ I'm watching the clock
that's counting my seconds down ♪

♪ But every hour then amounts up
to my future near ♪

♪ But my present's now ♪

♪ X amount of times on my hands
left like grand theft, taken away ♪

♪ Placed in a cage,
waited for days ♪

♪ Slave to the ways of an age,
but I try stay clean ♪

♪ When the heartache hits
then it may change me ♪

♪ But I can't change it,
I'm whipped ♪

♪ Trapped in the grip
of a pitiful moment of cast made fits ♪

♪ I slip in bitter, free-time killer ♪

♪ Opportunity for me slip away
in a haze of day-to-day hiccups ♪

♪ Not just in a place ready for pick up
so with or without it ♪

♪ It seems to me I'm sitting
here doubting ♪

♪ But forget about it,
time is ours ♪

♪ And we're claiming it now,
let's go... ♪

♪ I hear my time tickin' down... ♪

- Simon Stern.
- James, how are you?

Well, I suppose I know
the answer to that question.

- What do you want, Simon?
- To meet.

Such a shame.

Just when you were
about to break through.

I trust you were not hurt.

Physically, I mean.

I know your wallet
must be taking a beating.

Simon, what are you doing here?

I know you have
better things to do

than to take a stroll down 14th Street
this time of day.

I came to see a friend in need
and to offer my help.

There's a process for you
to get back to business.

- I can smooth the way.
- In exchange for what?

The proposal I made when you
came to dinner still stands.

Damaged as it is, I'd still love
to make Truth part of my brand.

I'd love to groom you.

I don't need grooming.

I don't need your help, Simon.

I will have Truth back open
before you can buy your next wife.

Who knows?

Maybe I'll try
a younger man this time.

Good luck, James.

I'm sure you'll get it done.

There's more than
one way to skin a cat.

Tommy hasn't been here.

All the money and shit in the safe
is all still there.

He hasn't been in
the Wash and Fold either.

He hasn't been to his place.
What about the car?

Sent word to the chop shops
looking for parts.

Usual muscle car guys
haven't seen the Mustang.

If the car ain't stolen or abandoned,
then he could still be driving it.

- Shooter?
- I called some friends in Miami.

Sent them a picture of this.

Just haven't heard back.

All right, make sure you look
at more than Miami, Julito.

She's got to have some kind
of connection locally.

- Someone with resources.
- I'm on it.

- Oh, boss.
- Yeah?

One of Lobos's guys
reached out to me.

Something about
a shipment on the way.

Double the usual amount.
More than double.

How we gonna move that?

Our delivery business is already moving
the max amount of weight per day as is.

We need to expand.
Add more primeras.

Tommy's the one that had
the connect to Serb and Drifty.

I can go see them, but they're
gonna want to know where he is.

Then we need to find Tommy fast.

It's good, yo.
I know this nigga.

We got business to discuss.

Without the audience, QDubs.

Y'all good. Rolla got killed

doing some "I don't need niggas
with me all the time" shit.

I'm not the one.

Streets don't got no idea
who pulled the trigger on him.

Cops don't know shit.
But they never do.

I can't figure out who it was.

Unless it was
the fucking Soldados.

But you wouldn't know anything
about that, would you?

I know you real
"habla espafiol" with Ruiz.

Y'all go way back.
Y'all niggas roll tight.

Don't nobody roll tight enough with me
to get away with killing Rolla.

Don't forget
this was my neighborhood.

Kanan, Tommy, and I
ran these streets.

Anything Rolla gave you,
I gave him first.

I'm trying to move product.

More than twice the amount
of our usual drop.

I'll give you a better deal
than I gave Rolla.

And a bigger cut. Look at you.

"Neighborhood boy made good"

and now you want to give back
to the community and shit.

It's about the money, QDubs.
Always about the money.

That it is.

Until a family member get clipped,
then this shit turn into something else.

Let me talk to the homies
about whether or not we want

to do business with a nigga
that fuck with the Ricans.

If me and you work together
and I find out who did it,

I'll kill the shooter myself.
Word is bond.

Deal sound good.
Let me think about it for a minute.

I'll hit you up.

You do that.

I thought you were going
to Miami.

Trip's postponed.

I fucked up, Greg.

A man is dead
because I fucked up.

Nomar was a pedophile, Angela.

- He deserved what he got.
- Hear, hear.

Who is that guy?

Never seen him before. Saxe?

He looks a little familiar.

Frankie, what's going on?

Consequences.

We're here to discuss some changes
in our Felipe Lobos task force.

I've been promoted to head up
Criminal Division in Northern Michigan

and supervise our new
border task force there.

- She's getting kicked upstairs.
- "Consequences"?

I am honored
to have the opportunity.

We're lucky enough
to have Miguel Sandoval

from Southern California
District

joining us to head
Criminal Division here.

He'll be supervising the New York
Lobos task force from now on.

Sandoval steered
the investigation in LA

that almost indicted
Lobos last month.

Thanks, Miss Lavarro.

But as we all know,

in law enforcement,
"almost" doesn't count.

Our main witness,
Lobos's Los Angeles distributor,

was murdered in our safe house
before he could testify

while in the custody
of the marshals.

We need to change our approach.

Effective immediately,

Cooper Saxe is the lead
AUSA on the Lobos case.

All other AUSAs
will report to him.

And all paperwork
will cross his desk. Coop?

Thanks, Mike.

So now I report to a total asshole
who used to report to me.

That is, I report to him
until I get fired,

which could happen
at any minute.

We should be in Miami right now.

We should be tan.

I'm sorry.

No, it's okay.
I was thinking it, too.

It's like everything
I put together,

it was all gone in one night.

I'm so sorry this happened.

I know how much
the club means to you.

I wish I could help.

This helps.
Being here with you like this.

I got to go, baby.

Where'd you tell Ghost
you had to go?

He gave me the rest
of the day off.

Why haven't you gone
to see Uncle G yet, Dad?

I feel weird not telling him
that you're out.

Me staying away from your uncle
while he's got problems

is a sign of respect, son.

Can't show up with my hand out
while he's trying to fix his shit.

Yeah, but he's just
gonna want to help you.

No matter what. He said so.

I can't hold a nigga to no promises
under these circumstances.

I get my shit together,
I go see him, offer my help.

Hold this.
I ain't gonna be but a minute.

You gonna have to call
that motherfucker back.

Where's your bitch, bitch?
Where your puto?

I want my down payment.
With interest.

I can give you your money.

But she ran.
I don't know where she is.

Wrong answer, motherfucker.

Okay, just give me
a couple days.

I can find her for you.
I'll find her, I promise.

- You better not warn her.
- I won't. I won't breathe a word.

I swear on my kids
I won't say anything.

Swear on your own life.
It's more likely to matter.

I'll be back.
And I have boys watching you,

so don't try to run.
You hear me?

Yes.

Let's go get some
fucking egg rolls, kid.

That shit made me hungry.
You hungry? Come on.

Tariq asked about Tommy again.

Nobody's heard anything,
nobody's seen anything.

No sign of him.
No sign of the car. Nothing.

You check
the Underground Railroad?

Every stop.
He hadn't been to any of them.

He didn't run anywhere.
And if they know where to find me,

then they'll know
where to find him, T.

I'm tapped. I got to move
all over the city with the drug shit.

I got to get the club back open.

Truth? Why?

We got the Wash and Folds.

Tasha, how many times
have we talked about this?

We clean five times
the amount of cash in the club

in one fucking night than
the Wash and Folds do in a week.

- Then we open a new club.
- With what?

We don't have enough legit cash
on hand to open a club fast.

We can't get more legit cash
unless we clean the money.

And we can't clean
the money without a club.

And if I can pull this off,
we got more money

coming through the drug business
than we ever had before.

Lobos is sending twice
the amount of product.

So now I got no club,

dead or distrusting primeras,

and a fucking mountain
of cocaine

with no Tommy
to help me move it.

You got me.
I've helped you before, remember?

Show me.

All right,
it's not about the weight.

We could move it
if the organization was straight.

But it's all fucked up.

Ruiz controls this area.

And he and Tommy made
an agreement to work together,

but Ruiz wants to run guns, too,
so he might back out.

Tommy knows a cat
named Drifty in Newark.

Wanted to work with us
in the past

when Tommy was trying
to convince me to expand.

Like the Serb who's got
the Lower East Side

and Staten Island on lock,
but he's got his own connect already.

Look, if you need to expand,
fuck a connect.

You may need to think about
taking that territory.

Kill the Serb?

Come on, Tasha.
I can't start a war now.

It only starts a war
if they know you did it.

Serbians, RSKs, Puerto Ricans.

If I pull this off,
the network gets fractured as hell.

Tommy was the glue.

But you,

you can do it
if you have to without him.

Look, you get Ruiz
to agree first, right?

Then you go across
the bridge to Drifty.

If Ruiz says no,
then the RSKs are in, right?

You move on to the Serb.

You got to make it work,
so you will.

I know you will.

Thank you.

Without Tommy, I need your help.

You got me, Ghost.

Always have.

There's just one thing
I need you to do for me.

Stop seeing Angela.

Your phone.

Should have been more
careful with your phone.

I'll handle it.

When do you think
you can move in?

I know we need
to get a bigger place

so your kids have somewhere
to sleep when they visit.

I know that's what
we talked about.

- Because of the club?
- Because of everything.

Angie, the club being closed
means my money is tight.

I don't want your money.

Yeah, but Tasha does.

A divorce right now, you know
the financial impact would be huge.

If I'm gonna blow my life up
while everything else is up in the air,

I don't know what would be left
for us on the other side.

Pero... I couldn't have seen
all of this happening...

The club, the shooting,
my kids being scared,

needing me
to be around for them.

My situation has changed.

That's all.

Not the way I feel about you.

This isn't going
to happen, is it?

- That's not what I'm saying, Angie.
- I know.

But when we were together as kids,
we were separated, right?

I had no idea I was ever
going to see you again.

L gave UP-

We meet again...

and I felt like that meant

we were always
supposed to be together.

Like we were meant to be.

I keep hoping I'll wake up

and up will be down,
left will be right.

I don't want to look
at what's real.

Maybe you were right
to give up back then, Jamie.

Maybe we should now.

Come on, Angie.

It's just like it was
when we were kids.

You and me against the world.

Except now it feels like
the world is winning.

Angie, I need you
to be strong for me.

If everything else
is falling apart around us,

we got to be strong
for each other.

Okay?

My plans haven't changed.
Not one bit.

Just gonna need to spend
more time around home, that's all.

We'll be together, I promise.

I mean, the kids are okay,
I guess.

They just want Ghost
in the house all the time.

I wish he'd pay them
a little more mind and stay home.

You staying with
the cheating-ass nigga.

I bet you do wish
his ass would stay home.

You know what?
The shooting, it refocused Ghost.

He knows he needs me.

I asked him to end it with her
and he said he would.

Don't look at me like that.

How do you want me
to look at you?

You falling for a line
of bullshit like that?

There are reasons
I know I can believe him.

Reasons your simple ass
wouldn't understand.

Okay, I'm simple, right?
Well, if you trust him so much,

then tell me why you need this.

- You opened my mail?
- You sent it to my house.

Girl, you hiding money
from Ghost?

Looks like an escape plan to me.

He's my husband, Keisha.
I can't just walk away like that.

If there's a way
we can make it work,

I got to make it work.

Look, T,

you know I'm gonna be here
for you no matter what.

I just hope you know
what you're doing.

Hey, yo.

You know where you at, man?

Yeah, I know where I'm at.

You look lost.

Sit down, Broc.

What's up, man?

- Good to see you, man.
- Yeah, man, it is.

Hey, man, this is the nigga
I was telling y'all about.

This is Kanan.
This is the OG right here.

All right.

So Ghost is alive?

Yeah. If he had been dead
when I got out like we'd planned,

- you'd have met Tommy already.
- Tommy is...?

Tommy's the white boy
rolling with Ghost.

They tight like a pair of balls.

You can't get one
without the other.

I was gonna play Tommy
till he introduced me to the connect,

then clip his cracker ass
and run the whole shit.

So why we gotta change the plan?
Fuck that. Let's clip Ghost now.

Now that I'm out,
it'll trace back to me.

We kill Ghost now, we'll have war
with Tommy within a week.

We ain't gonna get
to the connect like that.

This way, the dumb motherfucker

will be so happy to see me,
he'll shit his pants.

With Ghost alive,
the best way for me to approach this

is to attack from the inside.
Bring you in that way.

Yeah, well, look, fam,

I told the fellas what you did for me
on the inside.

I would have came out
under a sheet if it wasn't for you.

Look, I've been building this crew
since I got out, man.

They follow me
and I'll follow you.

They're ready to die
if they have to.

Real shit.

And I got a man already planted
in their organization.

He'll tell me anything
I want to know.

Who?

My son.

Tommy told me you signed on.

I just wanted to make sure
the air was clear between us.

We're good. Once you killed Rolla,
you and I were straight.

Still convinced that Rolla
was behind the attempt on your life?

Nothing else makes sense.

You still in business with those...

Except for guns.
I can't expand to weapons right now.

I'll be in touch about a drop.

Ghost.

There's just one more thing
I require.

A seat at the table.

I want to make decisions.
Approve personnel.

I want choices about
who I'm doing business with

so I don't get hit again.

I'll discuss it with Tommy.

Of course. How's he doing?

He's fine. I'll tell him
you asked about him.

No, T, he hasn't been to the hospital.
I checked.

Did you go over to Holly's?

He hasn't been there either?

I know.

But look, I got to go
to the community board now.

Tasha, I don't know
where else to look.

I've looked everywhere.

Let me call you back.

- Hello?
- Kate, it's Jamie St. Patrick.

Jamie, don't be silly.

- I know your voice. How are you?
- I'm well, thanks for asking.

- The family? Tasha?
- Everybody's good.

Look, Kate, have you seen Tommy
in the last couple days?

- Is he out there?
- Tommy Egan? My son?

I seem to vaguely remember giving birth
to an ungrateful bastard.

That boy hasn't called me
for weeks.

Probably changed his number again
so I wouldn't find him.

Well, when I find him, I'll tell him
to give you a call, how about that?

He always listens to you, Jamie.

Kate, how about I come out
next week and check on you?

You know, just to see
if you need anything.

No, no. I'm okay.
Look, I know how busy you are.

You don't need
to bother yourself.

Okay, if you're sure.
I'll have Tommy call you then.

- Bye, Kate.
- Bye.

How was that?

Pretty fucking good.
He won't suspect a thing.

You sounded like
your usual crazy self.

I'm crazy? You're the one who thinks
his best friend has turned on him.

He's practically your brother.

You can't trust him no more, Ma.
He changed.

I told you he's cheating
on Tasha with that girl.

Angela Valdes from high school.
You said.

He's gonna leave town with her.

He's probably calling you
from fucking Brazil.

I don't know. It's all fucked up
and I can't trust him right now.

I can't trust nobody.
Except Holly.

If you trust that girl
so much, where is she?

I don't know.
I'm looking for her everywhere.

I called her cell
like a hundred times.

Maybe she don't want
to talk to you.

What's the last thing
you said to her?

You didn't tell her
you loved her, did you?

That kind of talk
scares weak women away.

Holly ain't scared.
And she ain't weak.

I had to ditch my cell
and she ain't picking up

'cause she don't
recognize the number.

She's smart like that.
You'd like her, Ma.

I don't know her friends.
No one's picking up at Truth.

Who knows what the fuck
is going on there?

I can't tell Kantos nothing
'cause that little bitch

will rat me out to Ghost
so fucking fast.

Well, Jamie's not gonna think
about looking for you here.

'Cause you think
I'm an ungrateful bastard?

You are. And if you keep doing
all my fucking blow,

we're gonna run out.

If that girl loved you
the way you love her,

she would be here with you now

in your time
of trouble like I am.

Right, baby?

I'm so glad you're here, Tommy.

You are?

So glad, you hit me with a bat?

Next time, ring
the fucking doorbell.

- Who's this?
- My daughter.

Thanks. Her mother's idea.

Why don't we skip
the formalities here?

I know all about you and your
track record on this Lobos case.

Corners cut, a botched raid.

First a dead primera
and now a dead Cl

who you jerry-rigged into the
WITSEC program in the first place.

Nomar Arcielo should still be alive
and we both know it.

You're not only no longer leading
the Lobos task force,

you're not on it at all.

Sir, I've devoted over a year
to this case.

I'm dedicated, committed.

Before he died,
Nomar told me he was stabbed

by Lobos's New York distributor

who we believe goes
by the street name "Ghost."

Nomar worked with a sketch artist
that day by phone.

You have a sketch
of the distributor?

A partial. But if I could just
get the resources

I need to complete the sketch...

I can get a list
of phone numbers

Nomar called when he was
on Ruiz's bodyguard detail.

Men that would have seen
this distributor.

I can talk to them,
finish the sketch,

ID Ghost, and get him to flip
on Lobos like you did in LA.

You're gonna get
some hardcore Soldados

to flip on a man who just killed
one of their own?

That's your plan?

How would you even
get their numbers?

By now, Nomar Arcielo's cell is in
an evidence locker at Queens North.

You can't look at it
without a court order

and I'm not gonna
help you get one.

You've wasted enough
department resources.

I'm reassigning you
to White Collar.

They need an extra body.

Now, you've got arraignments
this afternoon.

Don't be late.

Senora.

Gracias, Señor Ruiz.

Mrs. Walters, in the 28 years

your family has owned and operated
your jewelry store,

how many times
have you been robbed?

Five or so.

And did you shut down
and quit? No.

You turned your family business

into one of the biggest
diamond dealers in the city.

Mr. Clemente, 21 years ago when
the health board tried to shut you down,

you challenged
their ruling and won.

And, Mr. Meeks,
had it not been for you

overcoming the loss
of your first big case as an ADA,

you wouldn't have turned into one
of the most respected lawyers

in all of New York.

It's not how
or why you fall down,

it's what you do
after you get up.

All any of us need
is a second chance.

But this isn't
your first misstep.

Recently there was
an overdose at Truth.

Why should we overlook
these incidents

and give you
that "second chance"?

You did the right thing
by giving me the first chance.

All I ask is for the opportunity

to prove that
what happened that night

was the exception
and not the rule.

That I am the exception,
not the rule.

I heard you were making
a presentation to the board.

So how did it go?

I got the approval.
I'm sure you were hoping I would fail.

Now all I need to do
is call my landlord,

get the sign-off,
and we're open for business.

You don't need to call
your landlord.

I'm standing right here.

You bought the building?

The night we had dinner
at my house...

Such a spirited discussion...

I reached out to your landlord
the next morning

and paid him 10% over market.

All he had to do was agree
not to say a word to you.

It was worth it just to see the look
on your face right now.

Adorable.

The force majeure clause.
You terminated my lease.

Isn't that what you
would do in my shoes?

You've already gotten
the space reinspected.

The board sign-off will trigger
the liquor license.

It's all done
thanks to your hard work.

I'm ready to reopen Truth
with or without you.

Without me, it isn't Truth.

True.

We'll probably
have to rename the club.

What do you think of Coquette?

Well played, Simon.

Thing is, James,
you're actually better than I am.

You're more creative.
You're faster.

You're... younger.

But you're not focused.

If you were, I could never
have beat you this way.

A man with more ready capital would
have walked away, opened a new club.

But you killed yourself
to get Truth open again.

It shows me you have
too much invested

financially and emotionally

to walk away now.

Come work for me, James,
and I will make you the man

you always wanted to be.

Barely recognized you
looking like that.

Went to Nomar's wake.
Had to blend in.

So what's Mike's new strategy?

Mike has specifically
forbidden us

to talk about the Lobos
investigation

with anyone who's not
on the task force.

Anyone, or me?

Did it occur to you
that... even for a second...

That because I helped you
get Nomar into WITSEC

that maybe my ass
was on the line, too?

- Mike called you out?
- He asked me why I did it.

He accepted my explanation

and he let me stay on the case.

I want Lobos, too, Angela.

And I'm not gonna blow my shot
by just spilling to you.

I'm sorry, Greg.

If you had a real lead for Ghost,
Mike wouldn't ignore that.

He wants the collar too badly.

All I've got is a sketch
and I can't even finish it.

It's not like anyone who saw Ghost
or Ruiz's hideout is gonna talk to me.

Good night, Greg.

So you told Stern you'd do it?

I told him I'd think about it.

Good. People like to hear
what they want to hear.

T, that other thing
you asked me to do...

it's taken care of.

T, I reached out to Kate.

She said that Tommy
didn't show up there either.

Kate says a lot of things
with her crazy ass.

Remember that time
she said she was "clean"?

That she gave up
pills and coke for good?

She didn't ask me to come out.
It's not like her.

Maybe I should go
check it out for myself.

Kate, I know you're there.
It's me, Jamie.

Can I come in?

Jamie, I got
a terrible headache.

Can you come back another day?

I brought you a gift, Kate.

You were always such
a thoughtful boy, Jamie.

You could teach Tommy
a thing or two.

- Where is he?
- Hey!

- Right here, Ghost.
- Tommy.

- What the fuck is going on?
- Ma, go upstairs.

You, go in the den.

Tommy, come on, man.
What the fuck?

- Tommy!
- Shut up!

Sit there. Go on.

Why'd you have
to come out here, man?

Couldn't have left
well enough alone?

I've been looking for you everywhere.
I've been calling you.

Why are you out here
at Kate's house?

So you and Angela can't find me.

Me and Angela?

It all makes fucking sense now.

"Take all the drug
business, Tommy.

You'll be the face
in the streets."

Telling me I'm smart.
I can take control.

All so you pin all
this whole shit on me.

I go to fucking prison

and you and Angela run off
into the fucking sunset.

I can't believe
you did me like this.

Tommy, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Stop, Ghost. Just stop.

I saw the bags
in Angela's apartment.

What the fuck you doing
in Angela's apartment?

Shut the fuck up, Ghost.

You were leaving with her.
Deny it.

Go ahead.

We were going to Miami.
It had nothing to do with you.

Bullshit!

I went there to kill that bitch
to protect you.

To protect us. But then I see
that you're leaving with her.

'Cause you made a deal
with that Fed cunt to sell me out.

- What?!
- Angela!

A federal prosecutor.

A goddamn
United States Attorney.

No, no, no, no.

No way.

Don't you fucking lie to me,
Ghost.

I heard the bitch say it.

You didn't know.

She told me she was a lawyer
for the government.

What kind of lawyers you think
work for the government?

I looked her up.

No information anywhere.
She's probably undercover or some shit.

I wasn't playing you, Tommy.
I was getting played.

That bitch's pussy got you
"stuck on stupid" again.

Just like when we was kids.

I've been thinking about this.

It could be none of this
is coincidence.

Her coming into the club,
the two of you hooking up.

I'll bet she knows
everything about you.

Everything about us.

Bet she's known all along.

Let's go.

Right now.

Take her out.

Come on. You with me?

- We need to think first.
- You always want to think, Ghost.

But I think
when it comes to Angela,

we both know that you ain't
been thinking too clearly.

What, you want to give that bitch
more time to arrest us?

If you can't do it,

I'll go there
and I'll do it myself.

You say you didn't know.
You say she tricked you.

Come with me now.

I got to tell you
something first.

Tell me in the car. Come on.

It's about Holly. She got shot.

Wha...

What?

♪ Yeah, I'm the only one
that get the job done ♪

♪ I don't know a nigga
that could cover for me ♪

♪ Yeah, got some game
from my dad ♪

♪ He said she might say
she love me ♪

♪ She don't love me
like she say she love me ♪

♪ Believe me, believe me ♪

♪ I'm that nigga, boy,
they love me in the street ♪

♪ I'm not trying to find
nobody else to beat... ♪

♪ I'm the one they come to see
because they all... ♪

♪ Believe me ♪

♪ Yeah E

♪ For real... ♪

- Angela?
- Isabel?

♪ It's been me
and Young Tune off the rip ♪

♪ That's the man
that put me in this shit ♪

♪ If a nigga fuck with him,
I'll put him down quick... ♪

Isabel...

♪ Find out where you stay
and act like we found some oil, nigga ♪

♪ Out of duct tape so when
he praying I ignore the nigga ♪

♪ All I got to say
is "Sayonara, nigga" ♪

♪ Drop-dead gorgeous,
but the bitch ain't dying for a nigga ♪

♪ Where the real queens at?
Shout out Capone-N-Noreaga ♪

♪ We can shoot it out and see
who live to tell the story later ♪

♪ Diamonds in my Rollie face
cannot be exfoliated ♪

♪ They think I'm associated,
I'm the one that orchestrated ♪

♪ Yayo get her ass whipped... ♪

Yes, I'd like to activate
my ATM card, please.

And is there any way
we can raise the withdraw limit?

5,000 isn't enough.

Yes, well, I'm a mother.

You never know what you might need
to protect your kids in an emergency.

♪ Believe me, believe me ♪

♪ I'm that nigga, boy,
they love me in the street ♪

♪ I'm not trying to find
nobody else to beat... ♪

Delivery came in.

We're gonna have to expand
in every direction

to move this amount of weight.

Where's Tommy?

I thought you said
you found him.

♪ Rip ♪

♪ Had to get it popping
off the rip ♪

♪ Rich young nigga that ain't
never had to trick ♪

♪ Slim Thug flow, but you know
I like 'em thick ♪

♪ If she get a job at DOA,
I drop her off a tip ♪

♪ I had to get it popping
off the rip ♪

♪ I'm the one they tell you
been repping in The 6 ♪

♪ Come into the city and you
niggas get to trippin'... ♪

Take it.

I never carried a gun before.

It's time for you to grow up.

Take it.

From now on, you keep that
with you at all times.

May have reason
to use it someday.

Uncle G doesn't like us
to have a weapon in the car.

In case we get stopped.
Too much to explain.

What Ghost don't know
won't hurt him.

Might even save his life.

This'll be our little secret.

You know,
like father-and-son type shit.

♪ Cross my neck, niggas know
what that mean like they deaf ♪

♪ Nigga, I'll fire this "nina"
like it's her first day ♪

♪ On the job
and the bitch overslept ♪

♪ Tune stay humble,
nigga, I'm a king ♪

♪ Need a horn and a drumroll ♪

♪ They throw motherfucking roses
at my feet, nigga... ♪

♪ I'm the only one
that get the job done ♪

♪ I don't know a nigga
that could cover for me ♪

♪ Tape a couple kilos
to the bitch stomach ♪

♪ She look like she got
a bun in the oven from me ♪

♪ Preheat, believe me... ♪

Jamie, what are you doing here?

I thought you said you were gonna
spend more time at home.

I needed to see you.

Come in.

I love you, Jamie.

You do, don't you?

Sure.

So, baby...

how was work?

♪ Rip, rip. ♪

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