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Fuck, man!

Fuck!

Where he at, yo?

Yo, what the fuck y'all want, man?

You think you can hoard our money

and our products for weeks?

This ain't the fuckin' '90s, nigga.

Cash App, Apple Pay, Venmo,

they all exist.

Young bull--

where the fuck is our money at?

I ain't your young bull.

And when I text y'all, I told y'all

I'm-a have the money for y'all tomorrow.

The only reason why I'm even here

is out of respect for Blackwell.

Trey, we not stupid.

Either give us the cash, the money,

we know you can't move it.

Blackwell only funded you because you said you can

grow us this fucking money.

Man, calm your fucking ass down, nigga.

Y'all know who my father is.

Y'all know I'm gonna have this whole neighborhood

on lock to Blackwell.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Boy, you think 'cause your daddy is the chief,

that makes you untouchable?

Where the fuck you going, nigga?!

There's nowhere to run!

Think you can just run away from us like that, young bull?

Man, I told y'all.

I said I'll pay y'all tomorrow.

Nigga, fuck that-- and fuck you.

What the fuck you gonna do now, huh?

Chill, Skully. You heard him.

Forgot who his daddy is.

Yeah, you heard him.

See, little nigga,

I can't have these boys killing a cop's son.

But me?

Me, I do what the fuck I want.

Oh, come on, man. Come on, man. It's me, man.

Come on, man. No!

Please, man, I'm begging you, man. Please.

Please don't, man, please!

Shit ain't sweet, nigga.

♪ I'm like a flea ♪

♪ There's nowhere you can hide from me ♪

♪ This city's mine ♪

♪ There's nowhere you can hide ♪

♪ I got eyes in the sky ♪

♪ I'm about to get down, get down ♪

♪ So when I see you outside ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm about to get down, get down ♪

♪ But you ain't 'bout this life ♪

♪ Red and blue lights behind you ♪

♪ You don't even know yourself yet ♪

♪ Funny how easy you was to get to ♪

♪ We in the city of fast talk, so learn fast ♪

♪ Catch 'em with that dirty money 'fore it's clean cash ♪

♪ So learn the lingo and learn to walk ♪

♪ You get approached, you compromised ♪

♪ If you don't learn to talk ♪

♪ Are you a traitor 'cause you overseeing ♪

♪ Neighborhoods you lived in ♪

♪ Arresting kingpins knowing you was friends with ♪

♪ Young bull, you don't know when to stop ♪

♪ Until a judge give you time to outlast your watch ♪

♪ And while you behind bars, they replacing your spot ♪

♪ It's a cycle in this game, whether you like it or not ♪

♪ Like it or not ♪

Just give me a moment. Alright?

Why'd you take our son from us so soon, Lord?

Terrance Watkins--

you know better than anyone else to question the Lord's will.

I don't pretend to, Maria.

I failed him. - No.

You were always there for him, Terrance.

You were a good father.

Our talks-- everything--

just stopped.

You were always pushing him to join the force.

That's where you lost him.

He was trying to make his own way.

He didn't want to live in your shadow.

He shut me out.

Just like you did.

No. He didn't want to disappoint you.

Me either.

Hell, maybe I should have did more. I mean...

worked less hours.

Been there for both of you.

Even though things didn't work out between us...

I never stopped loving you.

Neither did Trey.

He loved you dearly.

I know, I know.

I never stopped loving you, either.

Come on, T. Let's take our son to his final resting place.

I just need...

Just give me a minute with my son.

Okay?

Yeah.

Hey, son.

It's not the end.

It's just the beginning of the everlasting.

Now, you're not here with me physically.

Your spirit will forever live in our hearts.

Listen, son-- I can assure you,

whosoever's responsible for this...

...will be brought to justice.

I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, son.

♪ Young bull dead in the streets ♪

♪ If you don't hear from him ♪

♪ Talk to his family the other day ♪

♪ Because I care for him ♪

♪ I've been here before

♪ You take my young'un, I take yours ♪

♪ So if you don't wanna answer, never step to this door ♪

♪ 'Cause everybody's holding on to something ♪

♪ Clutching on a binder while I'm hustling down Broad Street ♪

♪ Eyes red, nose running, trying to make it home ♪

♪ Bodhi got caught up and then they send him up the road ♪

♪ Road ♪

♪ Caught up, sent him up the road ♪

♪ Road

We continue our in-depth investigation

into the ruthless world of organized crime,

turning our attention to the most recent shooting

in the Fishtown area of Philadelphia,

a neighborhood undergoing rapid gentrification.

But as the neighborhood transforms,

so did the level of criminal.

The victim is the son of Police Chief Terrance Watkins.

The lingering question remains, what was the chief's son

doing in that alley in that part of town?

The investigation remains ongoing.

Chief, I'm, um...

I'm so incredibly sorry.

It was a beautiful... service.

Thank you. And thank you for coming at such short notice.

Please, have a seat. - Of course.

Today was an extremely hard day.

My son...

He's not a bad kid.

He wasn't.

He didn't belong to that world.

And though I can't bring him back,

I can make for damn sure those that are responsible

are brought to justice.

So... we need to send a message.

I want to form a task force under the PPD Special Operations

within the D.O.P.E. unit,

focusing on the crime family, the Roths.

We're going after them from the inside.

Now, their day-to-day operations are out of the

S&G steakhouse and strip club.

It's down the alley from where my son was found dead.

Also owned by Brianna Brown.

Now, the Roths own everything in that neighborhood

for money laundering, drugs, prostitution, you name it.

Now, we've managed to get a few assets inside,

but for the most part, they've been impenetrable.

I think the Roths have had their reign for far too long.

And now they bring my son in this.

In this way.

So, no...

It's no longer business.

Oh, this is personal.

Very personal.

Chief, the Roths are already on our radar.

You want us to infiltrate them now?

Basically a sting? - Absolutely, a sting.

I want to know who in that family killed my son

and put them in jail.

So ask the commissioner

to put this plan into full motion as soon as possible.

The sting is likely to get leaked to the Roths

and the officers on the take.

Right. Yeah. And I got something for that.

Bring these officers in

and debrief them on the operation details.

Okay?

Whatever you need, Chief.

Oh, one more thing.

Pull her from the academy.

I want a fresh face on the D.O.P.E. unit.

Someone that from the force doesn't even know.

All right? And, Parker, Reyes,

keep this between us three, all right?

- Yes, sir. - All right.

We gonna get 'em, Trey.

We gonna get 'em, son.

I'm not gonna stop at nothing.

It's money-making Monday. Let's make them money, baby.

That's what I'm talking about.

- Who is that? - Zeke Williams.

Hey, Zeke.

There, he is.

My favorite cousin.

It's been a minute.

It's been 263,800 minutes.

We have a little problem.

In my office. Let me tell you about it.

♪ Speaking on big business ♪

♪ Yeah, I been stuntin' on 'em ♪

♪ Why you acting like you been silent? ♪

Have a seat.

As you know, business has been disrupted lately.

A police chief's son was murdered on our turf,

and it's all over the news.

A cop's son who was murdered is going to be after revenge,

and that can destroy everything we've worked for.

Do we know who's behind it?

No.

We gotta lay low.

So we just buy the cops off. We just buy them off.

You can't buy someone off who's driven by revenge.

Especially not somebody like the chief.

He just buried his son today.

You forget I got the cops on my payroll.

I know how they roll.

And even they're walking on eggshells right now.

Correct. So what do you want to do?

I told everybody, tighten up their belts.

We're moving away from the drug business.

These new kids are stupid and sloppy,

especially for killing someone on our turf,

let alone the police chief's son.

This is a problem.

Has this affected business with Carmen?

No, business with Carmen has been good-- until now.

They cannot go around killing a police chief's son!

Do you understand?

And please, utilize the girls.

They're always getting little tidbits

of information that we can use.

Malcolm should be here any minute.

He'll update you on the next steps.

Take that.

I gotta get to a meeting.

Welcome back.

Now, Commissioner, why do you come here

looking so good when you know I have to focus?

I got you guys the best seat in the house.

Have a seat, gentlemen.

Baby...

I would give you everything you want

if you'll just agree to marry me.

You're not gonna court me first?

What type of girl do you take me for?

The kind that should be a commissioner's wife.

And what about your current wife?

Well, we'll just...

fix her up with your soon-to-be ex-girlfriend.

Oh, no. See, that's not gonna work,

'cause we're a package deal.

Tracy's my boo.

She keeps me from making bad decisions.

Let me pour some bad decisions for you gentlemen.

Hey. You got a minute?

Of course.

In private.

Am I in trouble?

Depends on how many times I gotta ask.

Chief Watkins is beside himself with grief,

and the entire force feels responsible for Trey's death.

Expecting him to dig a little deeper.

More than usual.

Especially because this happened in your backyard.

I won't be coming around as much.

Things are gonna get a little intense.

Yeah, I know. I heard about what happened.

It's terrible.

Before you ask, me or my family

didn't have anything to do with it.

Baby... I didn't ask.

But you wanted to.

I always know what you want.

Yeah, you do.

Gonna make my career. You know what I'm sayin'?

♪ I've been really movin' dangerous ♪

♪ I've been really movin' dangerous ♪

♪ I've been really movin' ♪

There he is.

It's been a minute.

Get rid of 'em.

Malcolm, it's time to get down to business.

Damn, bro. A simple "Nice to see you"

after six months gone would've been nice, too.

Six months way too long.

Good thing we got good lawyers on the payroll, right?

Right, right.

But, look, street's been talking.

You know who got the answers?

Be at the warehouse at 8:00.

Keep going, J.

Dad would be so proud.

Get off me!

Get the fuck off of me!

Get the fuck off me!

Hold up! Stay down, stay down, stay down!

Stay down!

Go, go, go, go, go! Stay the fuck down!

Yara, go!

Shut him up!

Stop crying with your bitch ass!

Are you talking?!

Did I hear something? I can't hear what you're saying.

Speak up.

Take it off.

Take that shit off, too.

You moan like a little bitch.

When'd you get home?

As far as you're concerned,

you should act like I never left.

What the fuck you talking about?

I'm gonna ask you this one time and one time only.

Who shot the cop's kid, Skully?

I told y'all, I don't know what the fuck you talking about.

I'm not playing with you.

Go get him.

Got a little surprise for you.

Enough of the games, man!

I promise you, this ain't a game.

Hey. Hey.

Sit his snitch ass down.

Get his ass up! Get his ass up!

Aah! Shit!

Go ahead. Show him!

Your partner gave you up.

You motherfucker!

Oh, now you want to talk, huh?!

Man, that kid had a bunch of us fools' money!

You know what? That kid is now dead,

and the block is hard.

Hoodie.

Fuck, man. This is bullshit.

Come on, man.

We can do something about this shit, bro.

The fuck is that shit for?!

I told you, I'm gonna give you one chance

to tell me everything.

And now I'm the judge and the jury.

And that right there is the motherfucking executioner.

And this trial is over.

Ay, Dios mío.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

It's time to pay for your sins.

Fuck!

Shit.

Damn, Bull.

Jesus.

Snitches don't get passes.

You let the streets know that Zeke Williams is back.

And whoever shot that kid,

they better turn themselves in.

Or else.

What the fuck?

Fuck.

I got your text.

So...

did the commissioner sign off on the mission?

Yes, sir, he did.

Good.

The operation has been approved

and is already in motion.

Reyes is going to contact the officers

about this evening's briefing.

There's, um, just one condition, Chief.

And what is that?

The Commissioner's concerned

that the case is too close to you.

Given the circumstances.

Close to me.

And why the fuck is that?

'Cause of my son?

Yes. You're too emotionally involved.

He wants to bring in another agent to lead the unit.

Someone the undercover agents can report to,

and then that agent can report back to you.

Commissioner believes it's just better for someone

with a bit of distance to take the lead.

So...

who's Commissioner thinking?

Commissioner suggested you choose.

- Oh. - Someone you trust,

with no personal ties to the case.

Okay.

You want to see me, Chief?

Yeah. Good morning.

Have a seat.

I'm gonna get right to it, Jimmy.

I have an undercover operation that I want you to lead.

Stakes couldn't be even higher.

It's personal for you, isn't it?

My son Trey was found dead in a Roth family neighborhood.

Yeah, I know, Chief. I'm sorry about your loss.

Hey.

Do we have any evidence connecting the Roths?

My son's body was found 20 feet from their club.

This is not about grief.

It's about justice.

And that's why you're here, Jim.

Now, you'll be the head of the operation

with oversight from me.

Now, the team is still young,

but they're perfect for this operation.

Now we'll focus on the increase of illegal substances,

the gang violence that's plaguing the streets,

which we know the Roths have a major hold of.

But this team, these recruits,

they specialize in this type of operation.

Man, they look like the Roths.

Not like cops.

Now, you have a debriefing with the D.O.P.E. unit

later this evening.

Here's some of the members.

Elijah Washington.

Now, he defied his family's legacy of gangsters

and scam artists and hustlers

to become a devoted father and husband.

But he knows the streets like no one else.

Always there to back up his team, no matter who it is.

If you need to uncover something,

Washington will find it.

Officer JVon Dorsey.

Now, he's the flashy playboy type.

Think your videos,

your business and your jewelry.

Cash rules everything around him.

Hails from the streets of Philly,

so he knows how to navigate them well.

And he exudes smoothness with his tough exterior.

He's the oldest of the crew,

and he approaches each task with persistence and commitment.

He's already established on the streets,

so he's the perfect undercover agent.

Now...

Natia Drummond.

You know, we still gotta-- gotta find her.

Now, growing up, she surrounded herself with the strippers,

the drug dealers, the scam artists, all that.

But both her parents were veterans of the force.

They strived to keep her on the straight and narrow.

But she didn't become truly inspired to become an officer

until her mother was killed on duty.

She's been deep undercover for a while now,

working at the restaurant.

A few weeks ago, she went M.I.A.

You know, but she sent in a few reports,

so we know she's still alive on our end.

But those reports have become

more sporadic and inconsistent, so...

After debriefing, put the team on her

and find out what she knows.

Man...

He was a good kid, Jimmy.

Yes, he was.

We'll nail these guys.

I'll call the team in.

The bail is currently set at $1 million,

$500,000 for the murder of each of her two sons,

stabbed to death back in June.

Damn.

Babe, I have to go.

- Again? - Yeah, I'm sure it's

not gonna take too long. Just a quick check-in.

Anyway, I do gotta go.

Be careful, okay?

Uh-huh.

Forgetting something?

Yeah.

Get home safe.

Always.

Mmm.

Shit.

All right.

Now, this may be longwinded, but listen up.

Up.

I brought you here because I have our new assignments.

The Roth crime family.

Now, originally, they got their name

from Brianna Brown's father.

He was infatuated with "The Godfather,"

especially the character Hyman Roth.

Named the business after him.

Now, lately, they've been having a low profile.

Make no mistake, they are active,

and they are as dangerous as they come.

But a week ago--

Hey.

My son...

was found dead on their turf.

Nothing happens without that family knowing something

or having something to do with it.

Find out what they know.

Malcolm Carter.

Partier, the wild one, ladies man.

They say he has a thing for culture queens and rap stars.

He's an easy mark.

Now, Zeke Williams, he's the muscle behind the family.

Now, don't let old babyface and those green eyes fool you.

He's a psychopath.

Kills without remorse.

Very calculated.

Brianna "BB" Brown.

Brilliant mind. Ivy League college graduate.

Dangerously sharp.

Most thought that she would be the one

in the family to stay straight.

But like a Hollywood screenplay,

after the deaths of her father and her brother,

she took the reins and is the queenpin

of the Roth crime family.

So, make no mistake, this is dangerous.

If the Roths get a whiff of this operation,

they won't hesitate

to take you out.

Okay.

I want to introduce you to Special Agent Sullivan,

who brings years of experience to the force

and an impressive decade as an undercover field agent.

Agent Sullivan.

Thank you, Chief.

D.O.P.E. unit--

Drug Operational Police Enforcement unit.

That's who we are, and our mission is...

going undercover.

Disrupt and dismantle the hierarchy

of the Philadelphia crime families,

the Roth family in particular.

We all know that the crime that's plaguing our streets

is detrimental to our community.

But we also know, in order to take these gangsters down,

you got to come from the streets like they do.

Got to think like they do.

Elijah, you grew up in that world.

You can move around in it.

We need you to tap into that knowledge.

Get inside.

Roth crime family,

they think they're untouchable.

But they're not.

They're only as strong as their weakest link.

I need you to find that link,

get inside, find that person.

Doesn't matter if it's a lowlife drug dealer on the street

or somebody high up.

You find that person and you rattle their cage.

You shake them to their core.

Javon, you're already in the spotlight.

celebrity that you are.

They're gonna see you coming a mile away.

But that's cool. That's what we want.

Yeah, you can walk into places Elijah couldn't get into,

talk to people that wouldn't give us the time of day.

Play that card. Use it. It'd be good.

Gentlemen, you have to find Officer Drummond.

She's deep undercover.

We don't know where she is.

She hasn't touched her apartment,

but somebody's paying the rent.

Somebody's paying it, we don't know who,

so somebody's keeping tabs.

We can't lose her. She's too valuable.

Well, every move you make's got to be calculated and smooth.

Good luck, gentlemen. Stay safe.

Chief?

As you were.

Look like we got some work on our hands.

Let's get to it.

All right, so the first one.

Zeke.

What am I doing here?

I'm chief Terrance Watkins.

This is Deputy Commissioner Parker,

Chief Inspector Reyes.

Now, no one knows you were pulled from the Academy.

The streets talking to all your other recruits.

You flunked out.

I'm bringing you in to an undercover detail.

And what that means, young lady,

is that all communication with your family,

your friends, that's gone.

That life is over.

You were selected for one reason.

To go undercover and infiltrate the Roth crime family.

Now... Malcolm Carter.

Get close to him.

Gain his trust and find out who killed my son.

Now, I know this is a lot.

But I have to ask one question.

Do you accept this mission, Officer King?

Baby, I was sleeping.

If BB knew you was a cop,

you'd be dead already.

♪ Buncha racks on me, yeah ♪

♪ So she gonna throw it back for me, yeah ♪

♪ Blowin' strong, you know the strap on me, yeah ♪

♪ Fourth and long, it's hard to pass on me, yeah ♪

♪ If I was broke, you see a cast on me, yeah ♪

♪ Been on fire, ain't no match for me, yeah ♪

♪ These boys wired, please don't ask for me, yeah ♪

♪ Big pimp squad, mac boney, yeah ♪

♪ The Porsche moving too fast for me, yeah ♪

♪ Most of you niggas crashed on me, yeah ♪

♪ Niggas startin' to act funny, yeah ♪

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

♪ Might get a couple laughs from me ♪

♪ Bend 'em like, whoa ♪

♪ Black rod voice ♪

♪ Rather find a broad, leave her jowls moist ♪

♪ Bend 'em like, whoa ♪

♪ Proceed to keep it calm, boy ♪

♪ Beef becomin' deeper within the convoy ♪

♪ Whoa, I seen their evil thoughts on display ♪

♪ Immediately my heart was a race ♪

♪ Don't even care, we gon' ball anyway ♪

♪ I'm supposed to be dead, see the scars in my face, so ♪

♪ Nothing you can say to me ♪ Nothin', nothin' ♪

♪ Like a dead musician, they can't play with me ♪

♪ Oh, I make 'em run me all of my... ♪