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Ready? Lift!

Not yet.

Alright.

Steady. Steady.

Take time. Take time.

♪ When I look at where I'm coming from

♪ Looking back at where the journey began

♪ I really haffi say that I'm strong

♪ I'm strong

♪ All praises to the most high One

♪ Yah an' I tell ya where I'm coming from

♪ Looking back at where the journey began

♪ I really haffi say that I'm strong, I'm strong

♪ All praises

♪ Ah, ah, yeah

♪ To the most high, to the most high

♪ To the most high ♪

♪ LITTLE SIMZ: Flood

♪ As I walk this wicked ground

♪ Keep me away from the Devil's palm

♪ I am the...

♪ How dare you?

♪ I was shuttin' down the world and it scared you

♪ Can't hold a girl down that is this bad

♪ Shape nice with my nails and my hairdo

♪ Not the type that will trip off of nostalgia

♪ Talk nice, but my silence is louder

♪ Spend 'nuff, but my finances louder

♪ I'm not the type to abuse all my power

♪ Realness in the village I come from ♪

Do you know Alfred Connaught?

Not personally.

I know he's a big client.

He passed away last week.

We also take care of his son, Oliver.

I got a call this morning... about a new will.

It looks like Alfred disinherited Oliver...

...and left everything to some Jamaican national.

Everything? Shares. Investments.

Everything. 50 million.

Not the sort of business we can afford to lose.

We only have a name.

Cudjoe East.

We have to send someone out to get this overturned.

Alfred lived and died at Hope Hill, a former plantation.

And I think we should consider the optics.

You think a black lawyer might be more politically expedient.

Yes.

Maybe you want to take some time to think it over?

No.

I want to do it.

I was just thinking...

...it's a job for a PARTNER...

...really.

Hi, Oliver.

This is Claudia. Hi.

So sorry for your loss.

Shall we head into my office?

You alright here for a minute, Reg?

I'll just get him settled and I'll be right with you.

Do you want a juice or something?

It's OK. I'll take over.

Thanks.

Cudjoe East.

Have you ever met this man?

No. I've no idea who he is.

My father never mentioned him.

I don't know why he would do this.

We retain a resident attorney

to handle your father's affairs in Jamaica.

Claudia's going to go out and search every inch of the house.

Anything that connects your father to Cudjoe East, she's gonna find it.

And then what? We discredit him.

If we're gonna fight this, we have to expose this man.

I don't know exactly what we're going to find

but it could be fraud, coercion, abuse.

You should prepare yourself for that.

You may not like what you hear.

Sorry... Sorry, it's just...

I really wasn't expecting any of this.

It's... It's not just me I have to think about, is it?

Just... Excuse me.

Excited?

I wouldn't say that.

It's work, Dad.

Yeah, but... Your mum was from Kingston.

Suppose you could look up your family.

What am I gonna do?

Accost people in the street and ask them if they knew my mum?

Right. Ready to go?

Yeah. Oh, keys!

''

Fair price! Taxi?

Taxi?

Nice lady, taxi?

Hi! I'm Claudia McKenzie. Mr Connaught's solicitor.

You're black.

Welcome.

You staying at the Rok Hotel, right?

Do you mind if we head straight to the house?

I wouldn't mind getting a head start.

Yeah, man. No problem. I'm Angelo, by the way.

♪ TIME COW & EXILE DI BRAVE: Can't Be Found

Something to give me? Can't give nothing?

Sorry. Give me something now.

I'm sorry.

You want me to tell her?

Mmm.

You want me to tell her?

It's Juju.

Protection.

So if you see, don't touch it.

Hear me?

Why not?

That's how we run things.

So... you worked for Alfred?

Yeah, man.

He was a good man.

Everybody sorry for see him pass on.

Oh.

What do you mean, "Hm"?

I don't know.

He just didn't strike me as a "man of the people".

He didn't have that reputation in the UK.

People change.

You know Hope Hill was a sugar plantation?

I had some idea.

And that don't bother you?

YOU work there. Does it bother YOU?

At times, yes.

But me and Alfred, we talked about it.

You haven't heard of a Cudjoe East?

Yeah.

Me introduce him to Alfred maybe when six months are back.

Alfred wanted to research him family tree

and Cudjoe is well versed in all of that...

local history.

Slavery.

Could you put me in touch with him?

Alright.

Me know why you're there.

I see what you are trying to do and you are wasting your time.

Him not gonna barter with you

and him not gonna talk to you.

Why wouldn't he talk to me?

Cos him not gonna change him mind.

Not about that.

Where are they all going?

This is Alfred's Nine Night.

We're helping his spirit pass on.

Not here.

Right.

Office.

So, will I bring you back to your hotel when you are done or what?

Oh, no, that's OK.

Probably end up pulling an all-nighter anyway.

A lot to do.

Does Oliver know about this Nine Night?

Yeah, man, he know. I tell him.

Come join we. You're more than welcome.

Maybe later. Mm.

What are you doing? What did you do?

What are you talking about?

Oh!

Ah!

♪ I was a broken man

♪ The day I lost my son

Oh.

Oliver. Claudia.

I... I managed to get on the next flight, so...

Great. Yeah.

What's been going on?

Uh, um...

Sorry, do you mind if I just take a minute to...

Oh, yes! Um... Sorry, yes.

Of course. Um...

I'll be downstairs. OK, perfect.

Shit.

Sorry. Don't be.

It's your house.

Toast. Thanks.

So what exactly happened out there? Nine Night?

Angelo seemed to think you knew all about it.

He mentioned a gathering.

But looks like fucking Chernobyl out there.

You know, if it was just this place he wanted, he'd be welcome to it.

Cudjoe East.

He'd be doing me a favour.

You don't like it?

It's not my cup of tea.

You stayed the night?

I was working.

I didn't sleep or anything.

You ARE allowed to sleep, you know.

So what's the plan? What are we doing today?

Meeting the Resident Attorney.

Get his take on Mr East.

Hmm...

I could give you a lift.

Or, um, or Angelo can take you, if you'd prefer -

No.

I mean, it would be better if we arrived together.

Unless you have other stuff you need to be doing?

I'd rather spend as little time here as humanly possible so...

I'll just, uh, freshen up.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey!

Look, I don't know what that was about.

I don't know if you were drunk or high or...

But if you try anything like that again, I'll have you prosecuted.

Me tell you to stay out of the room.

You opened the trunk!

Yeah?

It was empty. I put it back. What's the problem?

You need to go back to England.

Are you threatening me?

You're not safe!

I'm not going anywhere.

Claudia? Ready?

Coming.

Stay away from me.

Charlotte!

They organised a Trinity.

Right under the master's, um, no-

Come, sir, to it!

In one night, 30 slaves took the entire plantation

before they marched into Fort Haldane 100 strong.

Now more estates have been razed to the ground.

Tacky is enlisting.

It is only a matter of time until he reaches Hope Hill

with twice the number.

Excusing the lady, but there is no pretty way to put it.

He is set upon a white massacre.

I've had word from other estates that he has some kind of...

witch doctor.

Hm. Aye.

It is how he recruits them.

Surely you are not afeared of that?

I'm hardly suggesting there is any truth in it.

I am merely warning you to be on your guard.

Tacky is clever.

He well knows what a negro fears - and it is not only the whip.

Are you fraidy-fraidy?

Matthew... come.

Come, man. Sit down.

Perhaps we should retire to the drawing -

What do you reckon to that? The rebel leader and his Obeah-man?

Oh, for heaven's sake. Does he frighten you?

No...

But I'm fortunate to have your good counsel and instruction.

I am a man of reason.

You have trained him to speak like that.

Aye?

And what say you, Charlotte?

I agree with Mr Connaught.

I asked your opinion.

Not Mr Connaught's.

A primitive mind is not solely a negro affliction, sir.

My father has an unusual humour, but he can be reasoned with.

You could try to win him over, Kenneth.

I do not WANT to win him over.

He has more respect for your bastard black brother than me.

Kenneth.

Hm.

Hear what him say?

Rebel man soon come.

Hush up!

Unready?

No.

Coward.

It is only a matter of sense.

I take no grievance with him.

I have a wife.

Pickney.

Cabin me own. A bed.

You want me to risk all of that?

You think anything belong to you?

It different for me.

Why so? You know why so.

He may be your father, but I am your mother's mother...

...and you're just as black as me.

I see how you come to be, boy,

and it was no pretty business.

I remember what you do not.

Do not betray yourself, Matthew.

Your father's medical notes.

Doctor sent them over this morning.

What was the Ranolazine for?

Angina.

Was he taking anything else?

Sharp as a tack, apparently.

Sorry, I just have to, um...

Of course.

Take your time.

If you don't reply to my messages, I'll assume you're not getting them.

"I AM getting them. I just don't feel the need to reply to every single one.

I'm busy." I'm allowed to check in on my son.

"He's at school. He's fine. What else do you need to know?"

Could you, just please, just... just keep me in the loop?

We can still look at fraud.

The will is a bit rudimentary but it's properly drawn and witnessed.

Perhaps Mr East is a relative?

Oliver's an only child.

You sure about that?

He had a vasectomy, George.

Regardless, it seems unlikely he would choose this man at random -

I know that, but there's nothing that I can see

that connects Alfred Connaught to Cudjoe East,

apart from this document.

It's fraud.

And let's face it, George,

this country has a huge problem with fraud.

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but you're not qualified to practise law in this country.

I was told it was your job to find some dirt

so that I could get on with MY job

and start proceedings by the end of the week.

Let's stick to that plan, shall we?

Sorry. Oh.

Sorry, I wasn't expecting you to um...

It's OK.

You alright?

Yeah. Just...

Angelo lives here, right? Yeah.

Round the back.

I should go and speak to him. Why?

As far as I can see, there is no Cudjoe East.

There's no paper trail, no records, nothing.

The only person who claims to have had contact with him is that man.

I'll go with you. No, I should handle this.

I'll be right back.

Hello?

Hello!

Angelo?

Oliver!

Oliver!

"Hello."

Dad? "Oh, hello! You alright?"

"Claudia?"

"Claudia?" Um...

I just found a body.

"What?!

What... Where?

Are you OK?"

"Claudia?" Uh...

Uh...

Yeah, I'm alright. Um, the police are here.

I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have called you.

"Do you need me to come and get you?"

Um, you... you can't.

"I'm not leaving you out there on your own.

Whereabouts are you? Kingston?"

Uh...

"You're not with HER, are you?" Who?

"Did Mercy find you?" Mercy?

Thank you. Yes, Mr Connaught.

I've got to go, OK.

OK. Love you. Bye.

Why didn't you tell me he spat at you?

Um...

I don't think he was well.

Mentally.

I'm not hurt. I didn't wanna make a fuss.

I'll get you some water.

What are you doing?

Privy.

Go back to sleep.

Mmm.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Don't youse run!

Find them!

That way! Do you see 'em?!

Hunt them down!

Over there!

He's up in the tree!

Over here! There he is! I see him!

Here!

Come on!

Look who we have here.

I keep trying to force toast on you. Sorry. Not much of a cook.

I like toast.

Couldn't really stomach anything else.

Yeah, I know.

Do you cook for your son?

Um, well, not really.

Do you have a chef?

No, it's not really my bag.

Do you?

Have a chef? No, I mean, um, kids.

Oh. No.

It's just me.

I do have an air fryer.

So, um - Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Fish fingers.

Chicken nuggets.

The full beige platter.

Is that bad?

Nope.

My dad raised me on Turkey Twizzlers.

You didn't live with your mum?

She died when I was born.

I'm sorry.

Oh, no, don't be.

It's sad but it's not... awkward for me or anything.

I was a baby.

That must've been hard.

Why?

Well, I mean, you know, growing up without your mother

does seem fairly significant, no?

But I didn't know any different.

It was just one of those things.

She had an infection.

There was nothing anyone could've done.

Hm.

Mine died when I was 12.

Mm. Yeah I... I read that.

This autoimmune thing.

Well, that must've been awful.

It's not a competition. But uh...

...IF it was... I would win.

Oh.

I'm fucked. I should go.

You could stay here if you want?

I'm booked into the hotel.

Oh.

Excuse me.

George. Hi.

"Claudia, you're not going to believe this.

Cudjoe East just walked into my office."

He's keen to talk. Right.

Whatever is said, don't let him rattle you.

Let's just get it done.

"Cudjoe East just walked into my office."

Stay away from that house.

Your ancestors.

Them a-reach out to you.

♪ ..go together like...

Oh, my God! What's that?

I think he wants to hurt me.

'It's like voodoo.'

'This is something different.'

'He's coming.'

Come on!

Do not play with things... you do not understand.

What are you waiting for, man?!

'Ancestors, I'm asking you to help me.'

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