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- Previously on "D.O.P.E. Unit"...

[Gunshots]

- [Screaming]

[Gunshots]

- Dorsey and I feel like we found

the banker that's been laundering the money for BB.

- Maurice Jackson, What makes you think it's him?

- Well, his goofy ass got popped three weeks ago on a DUI.

Guess who bailed him out?

Brianna Brown.

- What do you know about the drive-by the other night?

- Why would I know anything about a drive-by?

- Doesn't look good, Brianna.

We're on the street as is.

The target was seen coming out of your club.

- So this is where Tre got murdered.

- And nobody thought he was into some other shit.

- Turf war between these two families.

- So the warehouse and Tre's murder,

you think they tied together?

- I don't know,

but he must have come here to meet with somebody.

And this is Roth territory.

- What about the warehouse?

- That's Blackwell.

- Blackwell knows you in terms with BB.

- So?

- She knows their's tension between you two.

She knows it because of the chief's kid getting killed.

And now BB is slowing shit down because of it.

- And what does Blackwell think she's gonna do about it?

- Blackwell wants to help move your product.

She has more street soldiers than the Roths

both here in Philly and in Jersey.

- Go undercover and infiltrate the Roth crime family.

- You run the city.

What part of Philly are you from?

- The streets.

?

[Knock on door]

- Banking scam after fucking bankers scam.

- I mean, the place should have

a fucking laundry sign outside of it.

Clean Me or some shit.

I mean, now they're trying to get into Bitcoin.

If you could believe that shit.

Now that Bitcoin shit is untraceable.

There's no limits on the money transfers.

But most important,

there's no max amount to report to the feds.

- So it's like a new way to launder money.

I think we just found another piece.

- We just gotta find a way to get closer to BB.

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- Yep, he's going to the warehouse.

- Cool. I'll be waiting for you.

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- I know you?

[Car door closes] I said...

I know you, nigga?

- You know what this is?

Let's take a walk, Mo.

?

Yeah, I don't wanna chance muthafuckers

seeing you talking to us, so pull up in here.

- I got a meeting in 30 minutes.

Get to the point.

And who the fuck are you?

- You're the one they call Maurice Jackson.

But they used to call you "Mac Machine Mo."

Ain't that right?

You've been spitting out money for your clients

for quite some time.

But just because you went legit...

doesn't mean your clients are.

Now, we also discovered that you are listed as a financier

on a lot of private corporations across Philly,

many of which, if not all,

are owned by the Roths.

So that lets us know- - Let me stop you right there.

- I know who you are and who you're not.

I'm assuming this actually has little to do with me.

But you wouldn't be foolish enough

to think I'd actually discuss

any of my operations, would you?

[Chuckles]

Yeah, I make a lot of people money.

These days I do it through crypto.

But let me be crystal clear.

If either one of you think

you're gonna squeeze something out of me,

It's legal.

Private companies don't have to audit

their financials in the US

unless they're publicly trading debt or equity.

We're not.

Y'all can't touch me.

[Chuckles]

Look...

I'm not looking for trouble.

[Laughs]

- You want information on a client?

Maybe depends on what I get out of it.

What's in it for me?

- Say we have a way of ensuring

that your name is redacted for any of this.

Would you talk then?

- Depends on what you want.

Look, I convert whatever my client's deposit

to whatever they ask,

whether Bitcoin, Ethereum,

XRPs, then I move it overseas.

That's it.

I don't know where the money comes from

and I don't care.

I confirm the transfer,

take my cut, and keep it pushing forward.

- [Chuckles]

That's still called laundering, my nigga.

- Good luck proving it, "my nigga."

[ Spits ]

Now get the fuck off my property.

Weird ass niggas.

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[ "Get Down" plays ]

?

- [Singing] ? I like the feeling ?

? There's no way you can hide from me ?

? This city's mine ?

? There's no way you can hide ?

? I got eyes in the sky ?

? I'm about that get down, get down ?

? So when I see you outside ?

? I'm about to get down, get down ?

? You ain't 'bout this life ?

- [Rapping] ? 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 for his clean cash ?

? So learn the lingo and learn the walk ?

? You get approached, you compromised ?

? If you don't learn the talk ?

? Are you a traitor 'cause you overseeing ?

Neighborhoods you lived in? ?

? Arresting kingpins ?

? Knowing you was friends with ?

? Young boy, you don't know when to stop ?

? Until the judge give you time that 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 ?

?

?

- Why a muthafucker always try to play

hardball all the time, yo?

- Yeah, at least it was a nice suit.

- That shit was trash.

- [Laughs] Shit was mint.

- Yo, you think he'll give us up to the Roths?

- Who, buddy?

Nah.

Dude was way too dialed in.

You saw, was ice fucking cold.

- [Scoffs] I hear that.

- You see that look on his face?

That's the face you make when you know

you making money talking to somebody.

- It's called the job I want.

- [Laughs] Right.

You good? Who's that?

- That's that bitch I noticed from the club the other night.

- That crazy bitch? - Yeah.

She was rubbing up all up on Brianna Brown

in the club last night.

- Oh! Okay.

- Hands on the car. - Okay.

- Do that. - Are you kidding me?

Really?

- [Laughing] Yo, you see that shit?

- Yo, these Philly jawns be drawn.

- Tell me where it is. - I ain't got shit.

What's this?

What's this? Huh? - You put that there.

- Yeah, ain't nobody put nothing nowhere.

- Nah, you put that- - You know you had that.

Get your ass in this car. - Are you kidding me?

- Get your ass in this car!

- [Laughs]

Oh, man.

- [Singing] ? I need it all

[Gunshots]

? I need it all ?

? I need it all ?

? The streets is mine, I was taught that ?

? I swear to never hold back ?

? When I leave home I'm-a bring more back ?

? Ten toes, where the flow at? ?

? I was down, would never fall back ?

? I can't go there where they lost that ?

? Ain't no loss though ?

? I was right where the source sat ?

? Ain't no stress, I been on that ?

? I was tired of moves... ?

- I'm Summer.

[Music continues indistinctly]

- Something about you, Summer.

- ? I was tired of leadin' ?

? Even if they box me in like Creed ?

? I'm-a still win, Michael Jordan, be 23 ?

? I'm-a get the ring, That's what I need ?

? I need it aaa-aaa-aaall ?

? Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm ?

? I need it all ?

? I need it aaaaaall

? Can't play with no small racks ?

? I need millions having all that ?

Don't say you got it and fall back ?

? Don't be close if you know you can't afford that ?

? 'Cause there's no time for the games ?

Ain't no time to waste on a lean ?

? All that talk when you stuck in the lane ?

? Still tryna act tough for the gang ?

? You don't know about the game, no ?

? I won't switch on nobody ain't with us ?

? It's God's will ?

? And I'm down to ride if it's real ?

? And I won't lie for the thrill ?

- Miss Serrano, in here.

Sit down, please.

- She'll sit when she wants to sit.

- It's okay, Lilith.

- Hm.

It's not perfect...

but it'll do.

Carmen. Miss Sorrento.

What do you prefer?

- Whatever you like, Miss Blackwell.

- Then let's just keep it simple.

Call me Trinity.

It's ropa vieja.

Thought you'd appreciate a taste from home.

- My grandfather's favorite.

- I made it just for you.

I had a feeling you'd like it.

So I'll get right to it.

You've been selling to BB for, what, a couple years now.

That's a lifetime in our trade.

Shows me that you're loyal.

And then she decides, for whatever reason,

to cut back on the amount of product she buys from you.

Rude bitch.

- Not cut back.

Just stop completely.

The bitch didn't even tell me.

I had to come here to find out why my product wasn't picked up.

- Let me help you out.

I'll take the entire shipment...

for 20 off.

- How about 10% off?

- Mm.

How about we meet in the middle...

at 15?

- That's quite aggressive, Trinity.

Brianna won't like that. She still wants it.

And if she finds out I was talking to you,

she's gonna get pissed and try to come after me.

- Oh, sweetie... [Chuckles]

...don't worry about that.

I'll take care of BB.

- How am I protected?

And how do you plan on doing that?

- The same way...

we took care of her father.

- [Taft clears throat]

There's a task force putting pressure on the Roths.

BB is in the spotlight

because of the murder of the chief's son.

- Exactly.

You know, I've been trying to move into Philly for years,

but the Roths control that territory.

Which is why his unfortunate death

gave me an opportunity.

So if BB needs to go as well...

[chuckles lightly] ...so be it.

So I'm going to ask you again, Miss Serrano...

Do we have ourselves a deal?

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?

[Telephones ringing]

[Indistinct chatter]

[Door closes]

[Sirens wailing in distance]

[Telephone ringing in distance]

- Tracey, Tracey.

[Sighs heavily]

[Keyboard clacking]

[Indistinct chatter in distance]

- Taft, what the fuck?

I thought you had my back.

- Man, what the fuck do you think I'm doing here, Tracey?

Maybe you'd show some appreciation.

I come all the way out here and...

Here.

?

?

- [In Spanish]

- [In Spanish over cellphone]

?

- It could be someone else.

- You might be right but... I'm just saying.

Who else would be talking to Carmen with Jersey plates?

- Hm.

- I had my girl at DMV run the registration.

Came back attached to some random LLC.

- And what else did you find out from Skully?

- Nigga told us everything he knew about the shooting.

But the homie that's no longer with us

said that somebody paid him to meet with him that night.

Could have been Blackwell.

- What was Carmen doing with her?

I think it's time we end our arrangement with Carmen

and the Serranos.

Timing couldn't be better.

We're moving into cleaner ventures,

overseas investments, leveraged debt, crypto.

We can take out Carmen

and pin it on Blackwell in one move.

- I think there's a way, but to do that,

you've got to control the situation.

Handle business under your own roof,

not in the streets.

Others they can get involved. You feel me?

- "Masque of the Red Death."

I like that one.

We'll throw a party just like a party in the book,

a masquerade party.

No one knows who anyone is, right?

It's perfect.

Send out the invites.

I want it for next weekend.

- Sorry, baby.

- Thank you.

- Hey, babe. - Masquerade party, huh?

- I overslept. Sorry.

- That's okay.

- What was that?

- We came up with a plan.

- Do tell?

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[Keyboard clacking]

[Telephone ringing]

- Unit.

- Alright, gotcha. Um, matter of fact, hold on.

Yo, what you doing tonight?

- Uh, just a movie with my wife.

- You might gotta cancel.

We got a party to go to.

?

Yeah. 10-4.

?

[Cellphone ringing]

[Ringing continues]

[Ringing continues]

- Maya. - Hey, girl.

BB's having a party tonight.

I think you should come. Maybe bring Lou.

Girl!

You th-

- [Sighs heavily]

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[ "Feels Like" plays ]

?

?

- ? I saw your eyes in the headlights, headlights ?

? I know what it feels like, feels like ?

? I, I, I... ?

? Am, am, am...

? In a trance, trance, trance... ?

?

- Hey, baby.

- On my way, just want to make sure you was ready for me.

- Oh, you know it.

I'm gonna need an extra 30 minutes.

- Extra 30? We gonna be late in 30.

- I'm gonna need some more time

If you want me to get my Nicki on.

[ "Feels Like" continues]

Malcolm?

- See you in 30.

?

? I, I, I... ?

? Am, am, am... ?

?

?

- Boo. [Laughs]

What you're not gonna open the door for me?

I thought you were a gentleman, Malcolm Carter.

- How I'm supposed to respond to that?

You ain't even give me a chance to.

- Relax. I'm just messing with you.

?

?

You can at least say I look good enough for your party.

- You look aight.

Nicki'll be looking better, though.

- Keep playing, you gonna be wishin' you had Nicki...

while I'm at the party,

leaving you hangin'.

- You ready for tonight, though?

- What, you think I'm nervous?

- Nah.

Then let's go.

[Engine starts]

[ "Dreams 2 Gold" plays]

?

- ? It's the long days that I've been puttin' work, baby ?

? When I'm finished, yeah, you know we going crazy ?

? Taking days off so I'm rested, I'm not lazy ?

? Stay up too late, then I get to actin' crazy ?

? Making money on the low, yeah, I'm too paid ?

? I could never be caught looking stupid ?

? Not fake, I could never wear a toupee ?

? Gotcha girl kind of looking like she do it ?

? I'm living for a good and a long, long time ?

? Don't hit my phone 'cause I won't be online ?

? Everything happens, it's always a line ?

? Everything happens, It's always divine ?

? Stay out my business, it do not concern you ?

? Think you know everything, your name not Urkel ?

? Shit, but I guess you only live one life ?

? All I know I'm living mines ?

? It's the long days that I've been puttin' work, baby ?

- Brianna right there.

Come on, let me introduce you.

- Sure thing, babe.

[Indistinct chatter]

- BB, this Summer.

Summer, this is BB and her girlfriend, Tracey.

- Hi. - Pretty.

- You, too.

You got a nice place.

- Thank you.

- Hm.

? You know you look good in everything ?

? Let's sing a song

? God gave you your dream ?

- She doesn't like one of Malcolm's regular girls.

Saying Malcolm always has test tasting women.

Just cause these bitches is always around

doesn't make them loyal.

[Indistinct conversations]

- Why don't you see how much she really party?

- Okay. - Mm.

- ? ...that I been puttin' work, baby ?

? When I'm finished, yeah, you know we going crazy ?

- Damn. This is crazy.

- Terrible time to leave, probably.

A weird time for the area, but...

Hey, come on, I got somebody I want you to meet.

Yo, Maya.

I want you to meet my friend here, Summer.

This is Maya and, uh, Lou.

- Young boy Malcolm, what's good?

- I've miss seeing you around the club.

What's been good?

- You know, I've been staying out the way

and, you know, chillin' with my lady.

- [Maya chuckles]

What's your friend's name?

- I'm Summer.

- BB wanted you to have this.

- Oh, yeah. Let's get this party started.

- Cheers. - Thank you.

- Look, y'all two talk.

I gotta go take care of something.

[Laughter]

- At least some new people are here.

Heat must be scaring people off.

?

?

[ "Welcome to Ibiza" plays]

- ? Sweatin' on the dance floor ?

? I got my hands on you ?

? Let the music take control ?

- ? Let the music take control ?

- ? Started as a gaze, turned into fire ?

? Push me closer, feel it higher... ?

- Y'all okay?

- Yeah. We're good.

- Oh! There she is.

Carmen, you made it.

You look absolutely beautiful.

- Thank you.

I just came to say goodbye.

- Goodbye. Why? You leaving so soon?

It's a party! You gotta come and celebrate.

I need to discuss some business with you anyways, alright?

Honey, Baby, would you take Miss Serrano's people

and have them find a mask?

- Of course! Come with me.

- ? Love me in Ibiza ?

? Love me in Ibiza ?

? Love me, love me ?

- ? Welcome to Ibiza - Yeah.

? I wanna dance with you

? Maxing out my visa - Yeah.

- ? I'm dropping bands on you ?

? Sweatin' on the dance floor ?

? I got my hands on you

? Let the music take control ?

? Take control ?

?

- Yo, what are we doing, man? Let's hit it.

?

?

- [ Jayda moans, gasps ]

- What the hell is wrong with you?

Drunk ass bitch! Damn!

- It's okay. It's okay.

Hey, hey, look at me. Look at me.

Look at me.

Can you look at me?

- What's your name?

- Baby. Baby!

- Drummond.

- [Whispering] You're gonna be okay.

Just do what I do and follow me.

- Baby, where are you going?

- Dance with Maya. I got you, baby.

[Up-tempo dance music plays]

?

?

[ Jayda groaning ]

- Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Can you hear me? Can you see me?

- Mm-hmm. - Come on.

You're gonna be okay.

- [Stifled heaving]

[Retching]

[Coughing]

[Toilet flushes]

[Breathing heavily]

?

- You feeling better?

?

- [Quietly] Get your shit together, Officer King.

- You know, you shouldn't say stuff like that.

That shit can get you killed.

People slips shit in people's drinks all the time.

Same thing happened to me.

Luckily, I got some tolerance and spat most of it out.

If someone slipped you something,

it's because they're testing you.

Simple as that.

- I appreciate you helping me.

[Knock on door] - Yo! Baby, you in there?

- Yeah!

- You good, baby?

- Yeah, I was just in the bathroom.

Thanks, girl.

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, thanks.

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[Mid-tempo rap song plays]

- ? Nigga, miss me with that "bro," shit ?

? Ain't no nigga that's gon' hit me with old shit ?

? Ain't no nigga that's gon' slide if they up on me ?

? I got it on my own, yeah, I ride by my lonely ?

? Ain't no nigga that's gon' slide like my brothers do ?

- Alright, let's split up.

Keep your eyes open for Drummond.

She's bound to be here.

You see anything suspicious, meet me back here in 15, aight?

- Bet.

- ? And by the way, that nigga goin' on some sucka shit ?

? One false move, now he runnin' to his mutha quick ?

? Ain't had shit, now we eatin' good with elegance ?

? My bitch think my band's quick, nigga ?

? Hey, I know they mad, they can't stand it ?

? Let me see you bust down for breadwinners... ?

- My bad.

Hey, brother! How you doing?

- I'm aight.

- Yo, yo, we know- We know each other.

Brother, shit, Your name is, uh...

Whi- Is it Whip?

- Alright, it's none of your business, nigga.

- ? Hey, I just left the block, It was hot, get my issue ?

? Big dog shit, on a gang, I need my stuff on, bitch ?

? Nigga in my face, I ain't running on that... ?

[Music continues indistinctly]

- Now, tell me again...

why you cut your trip short.

And who else knows you're here?

[ "Walks In" plays]

- Yeah.

? Unh, now how you feelin' when the gang walks in? ?

? 'Causin' trouble, make it subtle ?

? Get your chain tucked in ?

? Now, you feelin' when the gang walks in? ?

? Causin' trouble, make it subtle ?

? Get your chain tucked in ?

? Said, how you feelin' when the gang walks in? ?

? Causin' trouble, make it subtle ?

? Get your chain tucked in

? We next level never settle ?

? Push the pedal to the metal ?

? Always ready when the paper runs in, huh ?

? I get it shakin' when I step in the room ?

? They feel it quakin' and sh-shakin' ?

? How I mess up the booth ?

? It's Philly, you the feelin' the feelin'? ?

? Yeah, I roll with the crew ?

? Give stitches, steal your bitches ?

- Why don't we go somewhere in private

to continue our conversation?

- [Chuckles dryly]

Actually, I think this conversation is best finished

between you and Zeke.

- ? Now how you feelin' when the gang walks in? ?

[Music continues indistinctly]

- I'll take you that.

- You do know my people will come looking for you?

Stand up!

- Looking and finding- two very different things.

But I do want to thank you for gracing us

with your beautiful presence.

You really brought something special to the evening.

Muchas gracias.

- Hey, yo! - You lost muthafucker?!

- Nah, I'm looking for the bathroom.

- Let me show you.

Great party, BB.

We gotta do this again sometime.

["Drop It" plays]

?

- ? Press that, whoa, flip that door ?

? Stretch that body till that body hit the floor ?

? Shit, don't flex that more ?

? Move that slow ?

? Speed it up and move it

? Know I gotta go - I gotta go!

- ? Yo, don't talk, I had that switch on me ?

? I always had it, baby, know I'm moving differently ?

? Party every day, you know that this ain't shit to me ?

? I'm bad at business 'cause I'm dealing ?

? That's the king in me, killin' these like ?

? We don't wanna talk about that shit, nah ?

- He's taking Miss Serrano.

- Watch out, watch out, watch out.

? Press that, whoa... ?

- Hey! Where you going?

- What the fuck do you want?

? ...till that body hit the floor ?

? Shit, don't flex that more ?

- Fuck!

- ? Speed it up and move it ?

? Know I gotta go - I Gotta go.

- ? You know I get it for the C-Note ?

? Why you walking by me? ?

? Damn that body lookin' peak, though ?

[ "In The City" plays]

?

? Call me in the city, and I'm lurkin' 63rd ?

? If the brothers on the L then I think you know the word ?

?

? If the brothers on the L then I think you know the word ?

? Call me in the city...

- Chill right here, I gotta go handle something real quick.

- ? The racks be in the luggage and it's going to our turf ?

? Everybody in the area ain't messing with the herd ?

? The racks be in the luggage and it's going to, going to ?

? Everybody in the area ain't messing with the herd ?

?

- I'll be goddamned.

[Foreboding music plays]

That's that...

[Breathing heavily]

[Glass shatters]

Muthafucker!

I know where I know you from now,

you fucking swine!

- Something's going down and Lou's in the middle of it.

- Fucking pig! - I'm sorry.

Some guests don't know how to hold their shit.

- Tracey. - I'll take it from here.

- Tracey.

- You disappear for weeks

and then show up looking like shit.

By the looks of it putting that shit in your nose.

And now you want to harass BB's guests?

What's wrong with you?

- Told you he was a cop.

- Tracey. [Sighs]

The nigga that- that just left,

I swear before God, he's a cop.

- What? - [Lou sputters]

I'm telling you, he's undercover.

Look, I tried to rob that nigga one time, right?

He pulled out a badge.

He said, "I'm a fucking...

[Music stops] ...Cop!"

- ? Call me in the city, I'm lurking 63rd ?

- Shit.

- ? Then I think you know the word ?

- [Breathing heavily]

Oh, fuck. Damn.

Oh, my bad. Fuck!

? If the brothers on the L then I think you know the word ?

? The racks be in the luggage and it's going to our turf ?

? Everybody in the area ain't messing with the herd ?

? The racks be in the luggage and it's going to, going to ?

[Suspenseful music plays]

- Where are we going? - Shut up! Come on!

?

Come on. Get in the car.

Get in the car!

Yo, what the fuck is taking you so long?

Come on, yo!

?

?

- Fuck!

- Where's Miss Serrano going?

- Oh, she said she'd be right back.

- She's not going anywhere.

Yo, you deaf muthafucker!

- I said, where the fuck is Miss Serrano going?!

[Gunshots] - [Grunts]

?

[Gunshot]

- Malcolm! What the fuck, man?!

What the entire fuck are you doing?!

- Lou, what the fuck you doing here, nigga?

- I could ask you the same thing, bro.

What the hell?

This is-

Come on, Malcolm. This Big Lou, man.

Come on. You ain't gotta do this.

[Lou breathing heavily]

[Gunshot]

[Body thuds]

- [Spits]

?

- I'm talking crazy on this hoe. [Laughs]

[ "Dope Unit" plays]

I ain't gonna even lie.

I think it's 'cause I'm real high.

You know what I'm saying? Fre$h Man!

? Yeah, huh, I'm with my nigga Mike and ?

? We off liquor and psilocybin ?

? I been the nicest ?

? Way I'm eating might get the itis ?

? Yo, babe just gave me Dom ?

? On my mama, you with a highkin' ?

? If Sharon found my phone, I'd go viral like meningitis ?

? Models, actresses and chicks off the gram ?

? That I spent the night with ?

? They bought a flight to end up in raps ?

? That I been reciting ?

? Dude, you better chill 'cause I'm strapped ?

? And we're fighting ?

? You gon' see a nigga spin faster than M. Bison ?

? Not a fan of dudes who get the pointing fingers ?

? Uncle Samuel put up with the stick ?

? You woulda thought the car was manual ?

? Semi automatic in my car goes ?

? My broad knows the only horse and carriage ?

? She seein' is Wells Fargo ?

? But she ain't trippin' ?

? That's my vibe, that's my game ?

? Now I keep some women on the side like a fang ?

? If she leave me, eff it, we ball, G.I. Jane ?

? Bunch of purple and gold on me ?

? I think I'm Kane, man ?

? Hold up, grab my lift tickets and roll up ?

? Made a whole album... ?

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