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GHOST: Previously, on
"Power"...

[ dramatic music ]

[♪♪]

[ Inaudible speaking ]

TATE:
Mm, yeah.

Think we're gonna win
Fulton County.

‐ You're goddamn right!
‐ [ laughs ]

I'm winning it all!

How was yoga this morning?

Mm, you know,
had a nice stretch.

GHOST:
Jason's looking for new distro.

His present one
isn't cutting it.

‐ I'm out.
‐ I'll do it.

You know that back door
to the penthouse?

Yeah, the service door.

Turn the alarm off.

Get the fuck
out of there now.

TARIQ:
Are you trying to hurt my dad?

TOMMY:
Nah...

I ain't gonna hurt your dad.

Tommy,
w‐what are you doing here?

‐ Whoa!
‐ [ gunfire ]

Daddy?

Go to your Uncle Benny's
right now.

This ain't fucking over.

It is for you.

VINCENT:
Your son-your godson-Tariq,

I caught him trying
to cheat me.

I'm gonna fucking
kill that kid.

No, I'm gonna kill him

unless you give me
$2 million.

‐ TARIQ: What'd they say?
‐ You were right, kid.

As long as Ghost and Tommy
think you're in danger,

they'll do anything to cover
what you owe me.

Look, man, thanks,
all right?

I appreciate you doing this
even though you don't have to.

You're right, Ghost.

I don't.

What the hell is all this
product in here?

I need all of it moved
in the next 24 hours,

and I need it done
with no questions asked.

And one more thing.

I kinda can't pay you
for the job.

A'ight, fuck it.

Don't ask me to do
no shit like this again, man.

‐ GHOST: Hey, son.
‐ TARIQ: Hey.

[♪♪]

Ghost knows about Proctor.

I'm not gonna let him
hurt you, Tommy.

This is about me and Ghost,

and there's only one way
it's gonna end.

GHOST:
Tommy killed Proctor.

And I think he got our son
to help him do it.

JOE: ♪ 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 ♪

50 CENT: ♪ I never took
a straight path nowhere ♪

♪ Life's full of twists
and turns, bumps and bruises ♪

♪ I live, I learn ♪

♪ I'm from that city full of
yellow cabs and skyscrapers ♪

♪ It's hard to get a start
in these parts without paper ♪

♪ Homey, I grew up in hell,
a block away from heaven ♪

♪ That corner every 15
minutes, they moving seven ♪

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

♪ Occupational options,
get some blow or some hos ♪

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

♪ Fuck it, man,
in the meantime ♪

♪ Go head and pump a pack ♪

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

♪ That 007,
that's 62 on my count ♪

♪ I'm an undercover liar,
I lie under the covers ♪

♪ Look a bitch in the eyes and
tell her, baby, I love ya ♪

♪ You're my inspiration,
you're my motivation ♪

♪ You're the reason that
I'm moving with no hesitation ♪

JOE: ♪ They say this is a big,
rich town ♪

♪ Yeah, I just come
from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it,
this is where it goes down ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪
*POWER*

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪
*POWER*

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

[♪♪] *POWER*
Season 06 Episode 07

[♪♪] *POWER*
Episode Title: "Like Father, Like Son"

[ Suspenseful music ]

GHOST:
Wake up.

I said wake the fuck up.
Sleepy time's over, little motherfucker.

‐ Let's go.
‐ You got a fucking gun on me?

Back door to the penthouse.

You left it open for Tommy.
Why?

I thought it'd lock behind me.

Oh, keep lying, Tariq.

You're not gonna shoot me,
so stop this Scared Straight bullshit now.

"I don't know what happened,
Mr. Officer.

"Quite frankly, my son just was
never the same after his sister died.

"He got expelled from school.

"He was under the pressure
of the police.

"I don't know how he got a gun.

"I guess he just didn't feel
like his life

"was worth living anymore.

I failed him as a father."

Not gonna kill me.

I'm your son.

You know why Kanan
killed his son, huh?

You know why Kanan put a
fucking bullet in Shawn's head?

Because Shawn was disloyal.

If you were anybody else,
Tariq, you'd already be dead.

Yeah, little nigga,
the moment you let Tommy

in the penthouse to kill me

was the moment you were
no longer my son,

and now you're my enemy.

He swore he wasn't
gonna hurt you.

‐ And you believed that shit?
‐ I don't know why he was there.

Bullshit, you didn't even
call to see if I was home,

and then you take Elisa Marie
out so she doesn't get hurt?

Why, huh?
Why you trying to help Tommy?

'Cause he wasn't gonna
hurt you, and I owed him!

You owe me, little nigga.
I gave you life.

I stole drugs
out of Tommy's warehouse.

He didn't know.

Tommy knew you were
stealing drugs.

I told him I stopped,
and I didn't.

So now you stop.

All this shit is over.

Keep thinking you're
fucking smarter than me.

Don't ever make
that mistake again, son.

[♪♪]

Get dressed.
We're going for a ride.

[♪♪]

[ Santigold's
"Before the Fire" ]

[♪♪]

SANTIGOLD:
♪ I want it sometimes ♪

♪ I want it sometimes ♪

♪ I want it sometimes ♪

♪ Sometimes, sometimes ♪

♪ Now, I don't even know
if you want to stay ♪

♪ Saw you
when it all burned down ♪

♪ That look was on your face ♪

♪ Now you want
to save this house ♪

♪ Well, it's far too late ♪

♪ Oh, you want to be
my healer ♪

♪ Now that I'm up in flames ♪

♪ But I was burned ♪

♪ Before the fire ♪

[♪♪]

Uncle Tommy did all of this?

Yeah.

With your help, son.

[♪♪]

SANTIGOLD:
♪ But I was burned ♪

♪ Before the fire ♪

[♪♪]

You hid your drug shit
in your sister's bedroom?

I knew you wasn't
gonna come in here, man.

This is where she used
to hide all her stuff.

Raina didn't have
anything to hide.

You just ain't know
where to look.

Get up, get up.
I got it.

I can find it.

This it?
Where's the rest?

That's all I got.

I can't believe you're
robbing me right now, yo.

Dope boys get robbed
all the time, nigga.

I worked hard
for that money, Ghost.

And I worked hard for all
of the shit you took from me.

Don't you ever fucking
call me Ghost again.

You hear me?

It's the least you owe me back.

One more thing
you gotta give me.

What?
I don't got no money.

I got no product.
I got nothing to give you.

Give me your word

you'll never talk to Tommy
again ever.

He owned you.
Now I fucking own you.

If I catch you
fucking with Tommy again,

I'm gonna let Tommy know
that you stole from him,

and then you gotta deal
with fucking Tommy and me.

[ Tense music ]

[♪♪]

LAKEISHA:
I thought you left.

TOMMY:
Nah.

Just thinking.

LAKEISHA: Thinking about
how we have no product,

no money,
and Ghost is on our asses?

'Cause that's what
I'm thinking about.

LaKeisha,
we've been over this.

What was I supposed to do?

Ignore the kid's call?

I mean,
Tariq was in real trouble.

You told him
to stop dealing.

It ain't your fault
if he didn't listen.

I never would have
made it to Proctor in time

if it wasn't for 'Riq's help.

And now Ghost knows
that you killed Proctor.

So how long do you think
it's gonna take

before he finds out that you
asked Tariq for his help?

Yeah.

That's why
I want you holding.

It's just a precaution.

Just until I handle Ghost.

Got you a purse
big enough for that.

Just put it in there.

[ Sighs ]

‐ And then we're done, right?
‐ Yeah.

Including Tariq, Tommy.

No, 'Keisha, I can't never
turn my back on that kid.

It's not his fault
that he's like this, you know.

I mean, it's Ghost's fault
and Kanan.

They fucked him up.
But that boy is my family.

Family?

So what the fuck
are me and Cash, then?

Of course you and Cash,
but Tariq is too.

That's just the way it is.

Hey, why don't you
go do inventory?

And then this weekend,

teach you really
how to shoot this thing.

[ Soft dramatic music ]

[♪♪]

Tommy, is this thing loaded?

Tasha, of course
the gun wasn't loaded.

What the fuck do you mean,
"of course"?

I mean, you have no right
to aim a gun at our son.

Well, he admitted to everything, okay?
He admitted to everything.

He didn't have
any more drugs left,

and I took
the rest of his cash.

You know where
your precious little son

was hiding the rest
of his stash?

In Raina's room.

Damn.

Tasha, he's too far gone
for us to be soft anymore,

so I did what I had to do to
get him back on the right path.

TASHA:
Oh‐oh, that's what you think?

Pulling a gun on our son is
putting him on the right path?

‐ Wow.
‐ Well, he respects me now.

No, he hates you now.

Look, I can't
control that, Tasha.

What I can do is get him

through the rest of high school
and into college.

And I'll be damned
if you or anybody else

tells me how to fucking
do that, all right?

He will learn to love me again,

and then he'll appreciate
everything I've done.

It just won't be today.

TASHA: Okay, Ghost,
you got it under control, right?

But that is your son.

So no matter what you do...
you can take his money...

he's gonna find a way
to get it back.

Tasha, you didn't see him,
okay?

I saw his face.
I got through to him.

Told him to stay away
from Tommy, and he will.

And then I'll just find
a school that will take him

after this whole Choate thing,

and he'll have a life
I never had, a real education.

Go to college,
graduate from college.

A legitimate life, Tasha.

It's the end of this drug shit
for this family.

Tariq is on the right track.

Okay, Ghost.

Tariq!

Tariq.

Tariq?

Where the hell
he go now?

Who knows?

47.

Yo, how long till Tommy
get more product from Jason?

I don't know.

You all up under Tommy.
I thought he would've told you.

And Jason takes
his fee up front,

so unless Tommy's sitting on some
clean money we don't know about,

there's no more
fucking product coming in.

I'm sure Tommy's
got a plan, a'ight?

Let's just calm down.

‐ SPANKY: I am calm.
‐ No, you're not.

[ Inaudible speaking ]

Yo, y'all open this shit?

‐ No.
‐ Nah.

[ Inaudible speaking ]

Who the fuck
broke in here?

Look at this shit.

SPANKY: Fuck you talking about?
Fuck you mean?

LAKEISHA:
Broke in where?

Oh, LaKeisha, I didn't
even know you was here.

Yeah, I got here early
to do inventory,

but I see y'all niggas
beat me to it.

‐ What the hell happened?
‐ There's product missing.

I can see that.
How?

How the hell
we 'posed to know?

We the only ones in here.

Who found it?

I did.

Yeah, okay.

I'm gonna call Tommy
real quick.

What's that supposed to mean,
"Yeah, okay"?

Hey, Two, fall back.

It means
it's a good cover‐up

to discover a robbery
that you did yourself.

And Tommy told me
about that shit with Tariq,

how you didn't want
to help either.

That shit with Tariq
was bullshit,

but I still played my position.

I ain't taking product
behind nobody back.

If I did want to steal some
shit, I'd snatch that chain.

‐ Hey, Two, chill!
‐ Well, it's missing, ain't it?

And y'all the only three
that know about this place,

so I think I'll go talk
to Tommy in person instead.

Nobody took nothing.

Yo, get the fuck off me!

The bigger issue is,
somebody else was in here.

You go telling Tommy
it's one of us,

he's gonna do
what he always does,

go off all crazy.

It won't be good for him.

He needs to go off crazy.

Tommy gonna see
all y'all niggas.

‐ "All y'all niggas"?
‐ No, no, no.

'Keisha, 'Keisha, 'Keisha,
'Keish...[ groans ]

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

You shouldn't have
grabbed her like that.

SPANKY: B. G. is right, man.
You know Tommy gonna go off.

You can't be touching his girl.

Nigga, she can't
call me a sneak thief

to my face either.

She wasn't his girl,
I would've smacked the shit outta her.

You got anger issues,

- bro.
- You're gonna get us killed... for real.

One of y'all take this shit?

‐ No. ‐ Nigga,
you know I would've told you.

Then we all got a problem now.

Gotta figure out
how to fix this.

I knew that bitch was trouble
the minute she showed up.

You shouldn't
have grabbed her, man.

Keep your fucking hands
to yourself.

Didn't your mama
ever tell you that?

Damn!

Where the hell is Tate?

We have to go over
his Rochester before that

schedule photo op
at CPS.

Why isn't he answering
his phone?

He's at a prayer breakfast.
Mount Zion Baptist Church.

I don't care.

God is not gonna help him
win this primary; I am.

Get Tate back here,

and have Cassandra send me
that Monroe County data.

Yeah, she's not here either.

[ Hip‐hop music ]

[♪♪]

MAN: ♪ Yeah ♪

MAN:
♪ Hey, she a freak bitch ♪

♪ With a attitude ♪

[ moans ]

Just like that.
Just like that.

[ Moaning ]
Mm‐hmm.

[ Grunts ]

MAN:
♪ Make that ass jiggle ♪

♪ Yeah, make that ass clap ♪

‐ Are you fucking kidding me?
‐ BOTH: Oh, shit.

You know what, Cassandra?
I kept wondering

why you had so many coffee
meetings on your calendar.

I guess you take yours
black now.

Look, Derek, I'm sorry
you had to find out this way.

Look, I was planning on telling you
after we got through the campaign.

You don't have to worry
about that anymore, Cassandra,

because Tate's
run for governor,

it ended right about now,
I think.

Derek...

now's not the time to make
any important decisions.

‐ DEREK: Oh.
‐ You're understandably in a state.

I appreciate
your concern, Rashad.

I do, thank you.

When would be
a good time, huh?

Before or after I take your
opposition research across the street?

Derek, Derek, I...

look, I have not been happy
in this marriage for a while.

But this‐this
is a private matter.

This is our problem to solve.

Do not make this about work.

Why don't we let
the voters decide?

‐ Derek...
‐ DEREK: Fuck you two!

‐ Derek!
‐ Shit!

TATE:
Derek!

Shit.

Tommy!

Tommy, you here?

I need to talk to you
about this nigga 2‐Bit.

[ Sighs ]
Fuck.

[ Pounding on door ]

[ Suspenseful music ]

[♪♪]

Hey, LaKeisha, um,
is Tommy here?

Who's asking, you or Ghost?

Look, I'm not here to bring
no trouble, all right?

I‐I need to talk to Tommy.

Ghost put a gun on me
this morning.

Good, somebody should've
whupped your little ass

a long time ago, pretending
to be something you not.

Like you with that piece?

I got reason to watch my back.

Look, 'Riq, I've known you
your whole life.

I got nothing but love for you,
but you gotta go.

Every time you come around,
Ghost shows up,

and we can't afford
that shit right now.

I need to talk to Tommy.

Auntie, please.
Is he in Brooklyn?

Why would he be
in Brooklyn, 'Riq?

I don't know.
He mentioned it once.

Where did you get them pills
from that you were selling?

Kanan.
You know, he had a stash.

I just took
whatever was left over.

You know what?
You gotta go.

Well, would you at least tell
him that I came to look for him?

I put myself on the line for
you one too many times, 'Riq.

I'm all out of favors.
Stay away from us.

[♪♪]

TASHA:
Mm‐hmm.

See, your father thinks he got
through to you this morning,

but I know better.

I'm taking you to him
right now.

I was just saying good‐bye.
Don't tell Ghost.

Oh, I won't.

You will.
Get in the car.

[♪♪]

WARNER:
Okay, what's the latest?

Detective McCall and I
spoke with Tariq St. Patrick.

He claims he saw
nothing the night

Proctor was gunned down
in his father's penthouse.

"Claims."

What do you mean?
You don't believe him?

He seems pretty credible,
but there's a hole

in his story I haven't
been able to reconcile.

Proctor and his daughter weren't just
visiting the penthouse that night.

They were houseguests,
and Tariq never mentioned it.

So where's the Proctor kid now?

Uh, with, um,
Joe's cousin Benny.

Wh‐either he has Elisa Marie
or knows who does.

Then what are you
still doing here?

[ Clears throat ]

Hey, Rodriguez,
one more thing.

Lindsay Proctor
was here in his office

just days before she overdosed,

dead just like
every single lead

we've had on James St. Patrick.

So what are you saying?

If Saxe is the problem,

then I need your help
to get rid of him.

Sir, with respect,

I joined this task force
to find Angela Valdes' killer,

not investigate misconduct
in the Eastern District.

Good point, Sergeant.

I apologize...

if I made that sound
like it was a suggestion.

It wasn't.

[ Inaudible speaking ]

MAN: Here they come.

Hey, baby.

[ Applause ]

TATE: Andre,
why don't we take a photo?

Is that okay?
Some photos?

Andre Coleman here
was separated

from his beautiful daughter,
Heaven, now for far too long,

due to bureaucratic mismanagement
in Child Protective Services.

Sadly, Andre's story
isn't unique.

As governor,
I'll call on the assembly

to propose reforms in all of our
state child welfare programs.

I plan to make more reunions
like this one possible.

How 'bout a picture?

Okay, thank you guys
very much.

You have what you need.
Rashad.

Uh, Councilman,
I appreciate your help,

but you can't be posting these pictures
until after the election, you feel me?

Of course, my good brother.

Just saving them
for our website.

Rashad, I need to speak
with you right now.

Yeah.

[ Chuckles ] Okay.

How could you be so reckless?

It's not what you think.

I've got one word for you:
Chappaquiddick.

Except Cassandra is not gonna
stay underwater very long.

She's precious, man.

You cleaned up well.
Nice suit.

Nice move with that little robbery
at Tate's fund‐raiser, man.

I knew that was you.
[ chuckles ]

You lied to my face.

Listen, Andre,
you can't prove that.

Just like I can't prove
you killed Maria Suarez, come on.

First of all, it wasn't me.

You're better off, James.

Yeah, looks like we both are.

‐ Derek will come around.
‐ Maybe.

‐ And if he doesn't?
‐ Then I'll tell my story.

Lonely, dedicated
public servant

finds romance
on the campaign trail.

Assuming Cassandra is
willing to back your version.

Well, if I win
the general election,

she gets to ride me
all the way to the statehouse.

So you handled Saxe?

Yeah, now that I got
my baby girl back,

he ain't got
no leverage on me.

I'm about to introduce you
to Tommy's connect,

as his replacement.

So, Andre, you gotta
watch your back, man.

If Tommy catches you on TV,
it's not a good thing for you.

Keep your head up.
Hold on to her tight.

All right.

Hey, baby.

You're a single man
and a rising star in the DNC.

You could literally
fuck anyone you want,

and you pick a married woman
who works for you.

Why create problems
for yourself?

I get it.

The whole infidelity thing
is a little touchy for you.

I will handle it, Ramona.
Thank you.

You've done enough, Rashad.
Thank you.

I will handle it.

[ Groans ]

Well...

I mean, you gotta tell me,
come on.

Was the ass worth it?

‐ She told you too?
‐ [ chuckles ]

You know what? You really should wipe
that smug look off your face, my brother,

because if this
blows back on me,

it's a problem
for the both of us.

Now, how is that, Rashad, huh?

I had Derek
do deep background checks

on all of my
campaign contributors.

That's right.

He knows a lot about you,
James.

And don't think for a moment
he won't deploy

every weapon he has
to destroy me.

[ Sighs ]

Now, do you have any thoughts

on how we can keep
Derek's bitch‐ass mouth quiet?

Maybe.

Do you have any friends on the
admissions board at Callister Prep?

[ Chuckles ]
My nigga.

Hey, Tommy, get over here.

TOMMY: I was just
loading up my shipment.

What's up?

JASON: There's someone
I want you to meet.

My guy right here, one of
my highest‐earning distros

in New York City,
Tommy Egan.

Tommy, Rodolfo Ramirez.

Yo, I know that.

Los Reyes, right?

What you know about
how we bang on the West Coast?

[ Chuckles ]
Not much.

But I fucks
with that Cali herb hard.

[ Chuckles ]

As you know,
I'm looking toward expansion

in the LA market.

I may send you out to SoCal
to work with Rodolfo.

J told me you just flipped
40 crates in two days.

‐ Mm‐hmm.
‐ That's a lot of weight.

‐ You got a business partner?
‐ Hell no.

‐ I'm a solo act.
‐ RODOLFO: Shit, man.

You and me both.

[ Dramatic music ]

[♪♪]

Nice to meet you.

‐ Yo, 'Keisha.
‐ Hey.

Any sign of Ghost?

He ain't been around
anywhere I can see.

Maybe he took the day off
from trying to kill me.

I got your text.

Yeah, I know, I'm sorry
I didn't hit you back.

But what's your issue
here with 2‐Bit?

Shit's missing
from the warehouse, Tommy.

And when I asked him about it,
he got defensive,

and when I told him
I was gonna tell you,

he grabbed me to stop me.

This motherfucker
put hands on you?

Oh, my G...
he's been asking for it for weeks.

‐ And he stole from me?
‐ Tommy, Tommy, wait, wait.

I actually don't think
he stole from you.

That's why he got heated
like that.

I think I was wrong.

Then who was it?

You're not gonna like this.

Well, let's just see
about that.

Come on.

Tariq came by.

He said he really needed
to talk to you.

And when I told him
that you wasn't here,

he asked me if you was
in Brooklyn.

Brooklyn, Tommy.

‐ Has he been to the warehouse?
‐ Tariq?

He don't even know
where that is, LaKeisha.

Do you hear yourself
talking right now?

I know you don't like
the kid coming around,

but you're way out of line
with this one right here.

- I'm out of line?
- Yeah, Tariq would never

- steal from me.
- Oh, really?

Just like
he would never lie to you

about dealing when you
told him to stop, right?

Just like he would never
set Kanan up to die

behind your back, right?

I know he helped you
with the Proctor shit,

but you and I gotta
realize

Tariq is not the same kid
we knew growing up.

He's different now.

No, you're wrong.

And I'll prove it to you.

I'll ask him myself.

Tommy, he's gonna lie.

No, he won't.

‐ TARIQ: What up?
‐ DRE: Surprised by your call.

Thought it was a trick
from your pops.

He know you here?

Nah, he left me alone
for, like, five minutes.

He had to go handle some shit.

But yo, I need a favor, and you owe
me for saving your fucking life.

That I do,

but my situation
kinda compromised right now,

so I don't know
how I can help you.

Listen, I need weight.

I seen you with Ghost, so you
got to be holding something.

[ laughs ]

Actually, I'm not, youngblood.

And even if I was,
I wouldn't give it to you.

Nigga, you get caught
too much, brah.

Like you.

I trusted the wrong people.

I'm never making
that mistake again.

I got no money.
I got no product.

I got no prospects.
I ain't got shit.

Nigga, Ghost just shut me
all the way down.

You need to keep it
that way for now.

I gotta stay
on his good side,

and giving you dope
ain't the smartest play, man.

Look, I'm about to make a move,
and when I do,

you'll have
all the products you want.

‐ You gonna bring me in?
‐ You got my word.

As you said...

I owe you my life, right?

Problem is,
I know your word ain't shit.

And another thing I know
is that Tommy can't wait

to hear that
you're around again.

Wow.

Same old Tariq, huh?

You ain't changed either.

[ Tense music ]

[♪♪]

TARIQ:
A diaper, nigga?

I knew you was lying.

Thought I might need
to buy your silence.

Move that.
Give me a week.

You'll be back in business
for real, a'ight?

All right.

[♪♪]

It's okay, Elisa Marie.
Come on in.

Hey, Elisa Marie.
I'm Blanca Rodriguez.

I'm with the NYPD.

Principal Summers here assured me
you'd be happy to get this back.

Thanks.

Does that mean you know
who killed my dad?

I'm glad you asked me that,

because I want to let you know
how sorry I am

about what happened
to your father,

and I am working very hard to find
the person who took him from you.

Elisa Marie, how'd you get to
your Uncle Benny's that night?

Tariq took me.

Out the back door, right?

Yeah, yeah,
we got hot chocolate.

Did you see anything strange

before you and Tariq
left the penthouse?

Did someone else come over?

Wait, wait.
Where's my unicorn?

‐ What unicorn?
‐ Mommy got me a unicorn

to wear on my backpack

so that I would have
something to remember her

when I went to Daddy's.

I‐I was always supposed
to check for it

right before I left her house.

[♪♪]

[ Suspenseful music ]

[♪♪]

James St. Patrick.
[ scoffs ]

Assuming you popped by
unannounced on Tate's behalf.

You can leave
the way you came in.

I'm the least qualified
marriage counselor,

but I am great
at resolving disputes.

Ha, there's...
there's no dispute.

Tate fucked my wife.
Now I'm gonna fuck him.

Intimidation won't work either.

[ laughs ]

Look, I'm not here
to do that either, all right?

I wasn't sent to scare you.

I actually came
on my own, Derek.

For what?

Well, call me naive,

but I just believe
that Councilman Tate,

despite how imperfect
he may be,

has a platform that will greatly
benefit millions of New Yorkers.

[ Sighs ]

So before you start
playing Battleship,

I thought maybe I could
come by and reason with you.

Yeah, how so?

I want to offer you
an opportunity

that could change your life.

[♪♪]

‐ Hey, what's up?
‐ Oh, there you are.

Just spoke with Elisa Marie.

She left the penthouse
with Tariq before the murder,

didn't see anything.

Benny was a dead end too.

Goddamn it.
Somebody had to see something.

Let's keep at it.
Something will turn up.

Yeah, fucking better.

Yeah.

[♪♪]

Mr. and Mrs. St. Patrick,
what would you say

is your son's
greatest weakness?

Um, well,
Tariq believes

that he can solve
any problem on his own.

Tariq tends to take on
too much responsibility.

Okay, and what would you say
his greatest strengths are?

My son is extremely ambitious.

Mm‐hmm.
Very independent.

GOLDBERG: Tariq,
this last one's for you.

You received
a remarkable recommendation

from Councilman Tate's office,
but he didn't mention,

why did you want
to leave Choate?

I really just struggled in finding
friends and‐and fitting in.

I also missed
my connection to the city.

I feel like I could
thrive in a more

culturally diverse
environment like yours.

GOLDBERG: Here at Callister, we pride
ourselves on being a true melting pot.

Tariq St. Patrick,
congratulations

on your acceptance
to Callister Prep.

‐ TASHA: Oh.
‐ TARIQ: Thank you.

‐ GHOST: Ah.
‐ TASHA: Yes.

Ah, now, Mr. Goldberg said

that you start
school next week.

Tariq, you need to focus
on the syllabus.

You got a lot
of catching up to do.

We're in the middle
of a semester.

I read all of that already.

This school ain't shit
compared to Choate.

‐ Hey. Come on, son.
‐ Wow, wow.

So that must mean you gonna
get straight As, right?

Since you know all the work.

Right.

Okay, I gotta get
to this meeting.

Tariq.

Come on, don't you have
something to say to your father?

I'm sorry about
sneaking out earlier.

I know you are.

I went to Tommy's house
to say bye.

But he wasn't there.

LaKeisha was.

She knows I stole
the drugs, Dad.

And I'm scared.

I'm scared she might
tell Uncle Tommy

and he'll come looking for me.

I know she won't listen to Mom.

So could you please tell her
not to say anything to him?

[ Dramatic music ]

[♪♪]

Yep.

I got you.

[ Door clicks open and shut ]

[ Cassandra chuckles ]

You think that I want
to go public.

That's not what I want at all.

So you want to be Mrs. Tate?

[ Scoffs ]
I mean, that works too.

Long nights working together,

stolen glances
across the strategy table,

your marriage an unfortunate
casualty of the campaign.

You married Derek too young.
These things happen.

Now you and Rashad have each
found your soul mate.

Just in time for him
to become governor.

What perfect timing.

How many carats for the ring?

Is three enough?

[ Sighs ]

It's, you know, not the most
romantic proposal I've ever received.

I don't want to sue,
I don't want to go public,

and I sure as fuck don't want
to marry that asshole.

Don't get me wrong,
Rashad can fuck,

and I believe about 65%
of what he says,

which makes him better
than most men,

but I'm looking for more.

‐ Which one?
‐ Which one what?

Congressional seat.

You want to run next year.
You want the DNC to back you.

You are sharp.
Ninth.

Flatbush.
Democratic stronghold.

Easy to win with your looks
and background.

You didn't say intelligence.

I didn't.

Good‐bye, Cassandra.
Stay in touch.

You'll handle Derek?

Already done,
according to Tate.

Remember, 65%.

[♪♪]

Hey, LaKeisha.
You look nice.

Tommy's done a hell of a job
taking care of you.

What are you doing here, Ghost?

No, no, no, you're not
reaching for a piece, are you?

Tommy gave you that too?
I'm not here to hurt you.

I'm actually here, LaKeisha,
to make you an offer.

What's that?

This should be enough money
for you and Cash

to set up shop somewhere else
without Tommy.

You trying to buy me off?

Nigga, I'm not for sale.

LaKeisha, you and I both know

you were never cut out
for the drug game, okay?

And eventually, you'll have to
choose between the men in your life,

and that's not really
a choice, now, is it?

That's why I want
to give you one.

A choice to walk away.

Forget about all your problems
here in New York.

A chance to start over fresh.

Give Cash an opportunity
to grow up some place

warm and‐and sunny, LaKeisha.

You ever been to Atlanta?

It's a beautiful place.

Hope you make
the right choice.

[ Tense music ]

[♪♪]

You're late.

Hey, you're lucky
I even showed up at all, man.

Now that I got my baby girl,

Ghost is officially
your problem.

Think again.
Heads up.

What the fuck is this?

Some, uh, high‐tech jewelry
for your ankle.

Something to help me
keep tabs on you.

[ Scoffs ]

I did what you asked.

‐ I'm done.
‐ Have it your way.

Just know that
by the time you get home,

your place will be
surrounded by cops.

For what?

To arrest you...

for the murder of Maria Suarez.

That's fucking bullshit,
and you know it.

Is it?

Look, the only thing I know

is, until you bring me
a solid lead

that results in
James St. Patrick's arrest,

- your ass is mine.
‐ [ scoffs ]

Hold still.

I pronounce you
my lawfully wedded snitch.

Yeah, you know what?
That's nice.

Makes your eyes pop.

Man, fuck you.

[ Breathes deeply ]

I have a new distro ready
to replace Tommy.

I'm a man of my word.

His name is Andre Coleman.

I'll determine if he's ready.

Bring him with you tonight.
I, too, am a man of my word.

If and only if
I like this guy...

...you're free to kill Tommy whenever
you feel like pulling the trigger.

- Shit, maybe he'll calm down.
- Shit.

SPANKY:
He look calm right now?

You talked to LaKeisha.

And it sounds like you had a real
fucking problem with what she had to say.

She had no right to accuse me
of a goddamn thing.

And you had no right
to put your hands on her.

Okay, y'all, really,
this is not the problem.

The problem is, the shit is
missing in the first place.

And we don't know
who took it.

B. G., Spanky,
why don't you leave us alone?

Me and 2‐Bit,
we gonna have a little talk.

Yeah.

[ Sighs ]
You know, Tommy,

ever since LaKeisha showed up,
shit has been going left.

You don't want none
of this smoke, do you, Spank?

No, I don't,
but you're about to shoot 2‐Bit

over some shit
he ain't even do wrong

just 'cause your girl
is pissed off.

But with respect,
LaKeisha started the shit.

Shut up, Spanky.
It's time for you to go.

Get out of here, Spank.
I got this.

Look, we got no re‐up
from Jason.

We need to move weight
for the Tariq loss.

Come on, Tommy.
Is this shit about Ghost again?

Why don't we just ride on him
instead of on each other?

You keep making decisions
off of emotion

instead of business, man,
we all get broke.

This ain't about Ghost.

And I know you didn't
take the shit.

Which is why...

[♪♪]

I'm gonna let you walk.

You ain't letting me do shit.

Get the fuck outta here.

And good luck finding
a new distro.

Yo, come on, Spank.

Wait.
I'm fired too, big bro?

TOMMY:
Get your ass outta here.

Later, B. G.

Just remember, Tommy,
the fall of every great man is a woman.

See how Eve had that nigga Adam
all fucked up in some shit?

That's where you at
right now, my nigga.

Don't bite the apple, Tommy.

Uh, let me talk to you
a little bit later.

How's that?
Okay, thanks.

Managed to neutralize
Cassandra.

She signed the NDA.

Her silence will only cost us
a congressional seat.

You're welcome.

[ Chuckles softly ]

You know, I thought a lot
about what you said

about me being
an unmarried candidate.

Then I thought about you
trying to escape the fallout

from your ex‐husband's scandal.

The union of two single

high‐powered
political operatives

could drown out all that noise.

We could potentially kill
two birds with one...

[ clears throat ]
...rather large stone.

Negro, please.
[ scoffs ]

Look, Cassandra gave you
rave reviews,

but, uh, I wouldn't go to bed
with you under any circumstances.

Well, that's just a lie.

[ Chuckles ] Come on,
let's‐let's keep it real.

You haven't had
the magic stick, so...

Listen,

it's not about sex,
Ramona, okay?

‐ It's about optics.
‐ Hmm.

‐ About consolidating power.
‐ Hmm.

You and me, we can go
all the way to the statehouse.

Maybe further.

It worked for the Roosevelts,
the Kennedys,

shit, the Clintons.

Why not the Tates?

Maybe lead with that
next time.

You know, just because
it's an arrangement

doesn't mean we can't have fun.

Hmm.
[ chuckles ]

Well, your idea presumes

that I don't already have
feelings for somebody else.

[ Knock at door ]

James.

Uh, what's going on?

Derek and I,
we had a‐a heart‐to‐heart.

I want to introduce you both
to the new project manager

of the Queens Child Project.

With a sizable increase
in salary

and a no‐contest divorce,
of course,

from his soon‐to‐be ex‐wife
Cassandra...

Plus all legal fees covered.

Plus all legal fees covered,

Derek here has agreed to sit on the
information he has on you, Councilman.

I think those
are favorable terms.

Let me get you an NDA.

2‐BIT:
Fuck Tommy.

SPANKY:
Look, maybe this'll blow over,

and then y'all
can kiss and make up.

Spank, LaKeisha got
that nigga on a leash.

I ain't going back there.

It won't be easy,
but I think there's a way

Tommy'll forget this whole thing,
if you smoke Ghost.

Ghost?
Down to do that shit.

I know. You still wearing
the nigga's watch.

[ laughs ]
How do we find him?

I was thinking,

he tight with the gubernatorial
nigga Tate, right?

2‐BIT:
Uh‐huh.

It was his party
that we robbed.

Look up his schedule,

see when he having
another party like that.

Ghost shows up, bam.

Yeah, that's pretty smart,
Spank.

Oh, yo!

Look at this.

Told you I seen Dre,
at the party.

We should go get that nigga.

And bring him to Tommy.

Nah, I'm gonna shoot
that motherfucker myself.

Uh‐uh, Two.
Let Tommy take the shot.

Like Jason did
with Alicia Jimenez.

That's how we get back in, bro.

A'ight.

But we still gotta deal
with LaKeisha.

She ain't gonna be
too happy to see us.

Fucks everything up, bro.

What if we scare her a little?
Shake her up.

Make her want to leave
the business,

go back to her weave shop
or whatever.

Scare her how?
You know Tommy catch you

fucking with her,
you already know...

Nigga, neither one of us
is gonna touch her.

You still cool with
your man Mozzy, right?

Yeah.

Just tell him
where she gonna be at.

All he gotta do is scare her.

No bruises, no marks at all.

‐ Now... now you thinking, yeah.
‐ 2‐BIT: Yeah.

‐ Yo.
‐ What's up, Uncle T?

TOMMY:
What's up, Tariq?

I was trying
to get up with you earlier,

but
I don't know what happened.

‐ Let's cut all that bullshit.
‐ What?

LaKeisha told me
that you was the one

that stole product
from my warehouse.

‐ Is that true?
‐ What are you talking about?

That shit in your room
at Choate.

You said it was Kanan's.

Tariq, did you lie to my face?

Uncle Tommy,
I don't know nothing

about no stolen drugs,
all right?

How am I even supposed
to find your warehouse?

When your dad
shot up my Mustang,

you used your app
to get me a ride there.

All you had to do
was look up the address.

Tariq, just tell me
the goddamn truth, kid.

Just admit it.

All right, I stole some.

I ran out.
Vincent was on my ass, man.

I was in some deep shit.
I'm sorry.

I just didn't know
what else to do.

Okay, that wasn't
so hard was it?

After everything
I done for you!

I almost died
trying to save your ass!

Listen, listen,
I was desperate, all right?

I didn't know what to do.

That's why I came up here
to apologize to you, man.

I swear I won't do it again.

You're goddamn right
about that.

[ Tommy grunts ]

Uncle Tommy, what the fuck?

Please, man, don't do this.
Please, don't kill me!

What the fuck? Please...

I killed motherfuckers
for less.

Don't drop me, please!
Please!

Uncle Tommy,
what are you doing, man?

Please, put me down, man.
Please.

[ Breathing heavily ]

Did you fucking feel that?

This is the game!

Every fucking moment
of your life,

if you ain't pushing,
you falling.

I didn't want that for you.

How can I make this right,
Uncle Tommy?

You can't.

You're just as low‐down
and grimy as your old man.

Ghost was right.
You lied to me.

You stole from me.

I can't trust you.

I guess we ain't family
no more.

[♪♪]

Yo, we're closed.

Uh, all right.

[ Suspenseful music ]

[♪♪]

Yo, what the fuck?
I just said...

Shut up.

You need to get
the fuck outta town

before Ghost
takes something from you

that you can't get back.

[ Both grunting ]

Shit, shit.

‐ Shit.
‐ [ gunshots ]

Shit!
[ sobbing ]

[ Hip‐hop music ]

[♪♪]

MAN: ♪ Yeah, body moving,
still feels good and raw ♪

♪ Last of the nighttime
alone with the metaphors ♪

♪ What you get it for,
why you walk around the streets ♪

♪ With your hopes and your dreams
out, let it go ♪

[♪♪]

Yo! Yo!

Wait, y'all niggas
trying to kill me?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
don't shoot, look.

The feds got
a tracker on me, Spank.

‐ Spank.
‐ Nah, you can't run

or lie your way outta this one.

Look, they got me
serving up Ghost.

I'm playing both sides, Tommy.

Fuck that.
Smoke this nigga.

Don't believe shit he say, bro.

[ Grunts ]

Ain't the enemy
of our enemy our friend?

Just check him for a wire.

‐ DRE: Get off me, yo!
‐ Clean, boss.

‐ DRE: I ain't got shit.
‐ I got his phone.

Well, give me that phone.

And get him and his ankle
bracelet the fuck outta here.

Put his ass in the dirt.

‐ Wait, wait, wait.
‐ 2‐BIT: Stop fucking moving.

DRE:
Come on, man! What the fuck?

2‐BIT:
Don't fucking move.

DRE:
Just wait, man.

Hey, bro, chill,
chill, chill, man.

‐ [ cell phone buzzing ]
‐ Wait, y'all niggas‐‐hey!

‐ Y'all niggas gonna regret this!
‐ Sorry, man.

Hello.

LAKEISHA:
Tommy, where are you?

Come to the shop right now.
It's an emergency.

Okay, okay, calm down.
Calm down, I'll be right there.

[ Knock at door ]

What the fuck happened
to your arm?

‐ Are you okay?
‐ [ sobbing ]

We have to kill this
motherfucker Ghost, Tommy.

What the fuck happened?

He set this shit up.

Ghost did this?
How do you know that?

Because this nigga had
Ghost's name all in his mouth

before I shot him,
a day after I refused

a payment from Ghost
to leave town.

Ghost offered you money?
Why wouldn't you tell me that?

Why have you not taken care
of Ghost, Tommy?

Now he's after me.

All right, all right, well...

we gotta deal
with this body first.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
Why are you doing that?

It was self‐defense.

What you gonna tell the cops

when they ask you
where the gun came from?

Look, we gonna be all right.

This is just part of the life.

You don't get to pick
and choose when you down.

Now, I'm gonna need
your help here.

Tommy, I'm not trying
to do this street shit forever.

I want a house in the suburbs
away from all this bullshit.

I want Cash to grow up
in a safe neighborhood.

I just want us to live
a normal life.

Can we do that?

Yeah, we can.

Anything you ever want
or need, I got you.

Okay?

Now grab his legs.

Not only will you not see
an interruption in business.

You'll have growth
under new management.

That's what you want
after all, right?

Look, trust me, I've worked
with this guy once myself.

Okay, I'll look into it.
We can discuss...

‐ Oh, yo, Ghost!
‐ Tommy, what you doing here?

I bet you're surprised
to see me.

Let me holler at you
outside right quick.

What the fuck's
the issue, Tommy?

What the fuck, Jason?

How I made you all this money
and you're gonna get rid of me?

I made that arrangement
with Ghost

to keep you alive, Tommy.

‐ You're welcome.
‐ Where the fuck is Dre?

Oh, Dre?
Dre's back?

I mean, I had no idea.
Sorry, Ghost.

Distro job's still occupied.

I guess you're gonna
have to kill me later.

‐ Fuck's your problem, man?
‐ No one is killing anybody.

Ghost, obviously
your plan's not working,

so we'll go with mine,
because I believe

there's far more profit
to be made

in peacetime than in war.

You two should kiss
and make up,

because from now on,
you'll be running my weight

with each other together.

‐ No, there ain't no way I can work
with him. ‐ Jason, I'm out of the game.

Work with each other
under me,

and I will cut the tax,
or don't,

then I will double
both of your payments.

Fuck.

Listen to me.

Either one of you
shows up dead,

I will kill the other one.

Deal?

[ Tense music ]

[♪♪]

Fuck y'all grab
this nigga for, man?

'Cause he's a fucking rat.
I should've just smoked him.

How the hell was I supposed to know
he was wearing an ankle monitor?

Ain't there a way
to cut that shit off?

Trust me, niggas been trying

to figure that shit out
for years, bro.

Shit, can't clip him here.

BIT: Feds will be the first
motherfuckers to pull up on us.

BLACK GRIMACE: What about your
boy that owns the chop shop?

Throw his body in the trunk
of one of them stolen cars.

Clue trail leads
the cops somewhere else.

That's actually
not a bad idea.

Too bad I don't fuck
with that nigga Nico no more.

Let me talk to Nico.
I know how to straighten that shit out.

Yo, keep your eyes
on this bitch‐ass nigga Dre

and don't do shit
till we get back.

All right, got you.

Yo, you heard
from that nigga Mozzy?

Pssh, no, man.
Not a word.

[ Sighs ]

[ Muffled grunting ]

Fuck you want, man?
Shut the fuck up.

‐ [ grunts ]
‐ Fuck you want?

‐ Look, man, look, look, look...
‐ What the fuck you want?

Y'all niggas gonna kill me,
it is what it is, man.

Look, look, look, look, look.
Please, please, please.

Let me just call
my daughter, please.

Let me just hear her voice
one last time, man, please.

Please, man.
They won't let me, man.

BG, they won't know, bro.

A'ight, nigga, keep
your voice down, all right?

‐ Make it quick.
‐ I got you.

Fuck is the number?

Uh, it's, uh, 9‐1‐‐

[ gunshot ]

[ Dramatic music ]

[♪♪]

You, uh, wanted
to see me, sir?

I sure did.

SAXE:
Hey, Blanca.

LINDSAY:
I'm scared, Joey.

Joey.

PROCTOR: I won't let you take
my little girl away from me.

I can explain.

You flipped Lindsay Proctor.

You planted an unwarranted
recording device on her kid.

You captured Joe Proctor
letting her die of an overdos.

Let it slide.
All so you could do what?

Blackmail him?

- I swear, if you just let me...
- Shut the hell up!

You used this recording
to flip Proctor, didn't you?

And when Proctor was murdered,
you tried to cover it up.

You know,
if you're gonna collude

with some of the most
elusive criminals in New York,

maybe you should ask them
how to avoid getting caught.

Your incompetence

is legendary.

Sir, it's not that I'm so bad.

It's that, respectfully,

when it comes
to eliminating witnesses,

they're that good.

You're on administrative leave,
effective immediately.

There will be
a full investigation.

I am gonna have
your ass disbarred

and thrown the fuck in jail.

You're dismissed.

[ Scoffs softly ]

[♪♪]

Ah, there she is.

[ Ramona chuckles ]

Nice work with Derek.

[ Chuckles ]

Well, I made him a good offer.

He is not a stupid man,
just an angry man.

So Tate actually
propositioned me today.

I'm not surprised.

From his vantage point,
it's a smart play.

You're a beautiful woman,
Ramona.

You know that.

Any man would be proud
to have you on his arm.

So what'd you tell
Councilman Tate?

I told him that, uh,

I was interested
in someone else.

Mm.

Tommy, it's not
a good time, man.

‐ We need to talk.
‐ Tommy, did you hear me?

I said it's not
a good time, man.

Beat it, lady.

Uh, pardon me.

Okay.

Did you think that I was
just gonna let you walk away

after what you did to LaKeisha?

So she told you.
I offered her money.

‐ It ain't a fucking crime.
‐ It ain't about the money.

Although it's nice to know that
you don't learn no new tricks.

The hitter
that you sent for her.

‐ The hitter?
‐ Yeah, he sliced up her arm,

but he ain't coming back
to get his pay.

Why the fuck would I fucking
send a hitter for LaKeisha?

To get even with me for Angela.

I can't get even
with you for Angela.

So you pull a trigger on me.

You don't think Jason
will bury you in 24 hours?

Yeah, I know it.

You know what we gotta do.

I'll reach out with a location.

I need you to plant a weapon.

I'll draw Jason to the location.
I'll pull the trigger.

Can I trust you?

Yeah, until Jason's dead.

And I can trust you too.

[ Sam Martin's
"Bring Me Home" ]

SAM:
♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Send me to the river,
baptize me ♪

♪ Baby, just awaken my soul ♪

♪ I know I'm a sinner,
revive me ♪

♪ Oh, won't you bring me ♪

♪ Oh, won't you
bring me home ♪

♪ Send me to the river,
baptize me ♪

♪ Baby, just awaken my soul ♪

[♪♪]

It's beautiful, Tommy.

But what the hell did we drive
all the way out here for?

Oh, I just...

wanted to show you
our new home.

[ laughs ]
No way.

‐ TOMMY: Oh, yeah.
‐ LAKEISHA: Tommy!

[♪♪]

[ laughs ]

Oh, my God.

How did you pull this off?

[♪♪]

'Keisha, I'm always
gonna provide for you.

‐ Mm.
‐ And protect you.

No one's ever gonna
hurt you again.

I love you.

SAM: ♪ I know I'm a
sinner, revive me ♪

♪ Oh, won't you
bring me home ♪

[ sighs ]

Ma, I'm sorry.
I didn't‐‐

I didn't mean for things
to get so messed up.

Let me ask you something.

What do you want?

What do you mean?

How you want this
to play out?

I mean, your sister is gone.

Your uncle just ordered you
out of his life.

Your father and I
can't trust you.

You have no friends,
no money.

Ma, all right, I get it.
I'll go to school and be good.

No, you won't.

You'll just do
whatever you wanna do,

no matter what.

That's because no one
wants to help me, Ma.

I go to Tommy for help,
he says no.

I go to Ghost, he says no.

Kanan was the only one
that had my back, Ma.

Don't start
with that Kanan shit.

And you.

Look, I know what you did to keep
me out of jail, and I respect that.

You respect it, but it ain't
gonna change who you are, right?

Ghost can't accept it,
but I can.

Let me ask you something.

Was the Vincent kidnapping
a hustle?

Were you supposed to get a cut?

[ Tense music ]

[♪♪]

Yes.

[♪♪]

All right, we gonna
make a deal, Tariq.

You never lie to me again,

and in exchange,
you get an education.

Right, I'll go to the school.
I said that already.

Oh, no, I know you're
going to that school,

but that's not what I mean.

You can be better
than Ghost ever was

if you commit to both
the legit life and the streets.

You graduate from high school,
you go to college,

but you ain't never
gonna stop pushing weight,

because that's who you are.

So I don't see any other way.

I can't lose another child.

And I'm not about to let you
get killed, Tariq,

because you don't know
how to do it right.

You don't know the streets,

but I do.

All right.

I won't ever lie to you again.

Good.

Could you teach me
how to move this

so no one else
will get hurt?

All right, Tariq.

I'ma teach you the game.

[♪♪]
Sync corrections by srjanapala

SAM:
♪ Whoa‐oh‐oh‐oh ♪

♪ Demons calling
and I don't wanna answer ♪

♪ Angels falling,
I'm caught up in the rapture ♪

♪ Oh, please don't forget me ♪

♪ Whoa‐oh‐oh‐oh ♪

♪ Take me 'cause I'm ready ♪

♪ Whoa‐oh‐oh‐oh ♪

♪ Send me to the river,
baptize me ♪

♪ Baby, just awaken my soul ♪

♪ I know I'm a sinner,
revive me ♪

♪ Oh, won't you bring me ♪

♪ Oh, won't you
bring me home ♪

♪ Send me to the river,
baptize me ♪

♪ Baby, just awaken my soul ♪

♪ I know I'm a sinner,
revive me ♪

♪ Oh, won't you bring me ♪

♪ Oh, won't you
bring me home ♪

♪ Whoa‐oh‐oh, whoa‐oh‐oh‐oh ♪

♪ Bring me back,
bring me back home ♪

♪ Whoa‐oh‐oh, whoa‐oh‐oh‐oh ♪

♪ Bring me back,
bring me back home ♪