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Previously on Power...

I don't know how I'm
gonna forgive Tariq,

or any of us for what happened to Raina.

We'll all feel better once this is over.

Once we get Dre.

I will never feel better.

You want out? You wanna walk away clean?

You gotta cut ties with
everybody who knows who you are.

I heard you have a
bar hearing coming up.

John Mak's got a hard-on
for getting me disbarred.

Angela, you're real radioactive
around here these days.

Darryl.

You want me to bury the records?

If they never match your gun,

they might not trace
any of this back to you.

Or you.

I have to log in as someone else

and delete the file.

I don't think Angela's
being straight with me

about where she was last night.

Keep Maria Suarez away from Angela

until I tell you otherwise.

Brains, tell him to stop.

Please, I won't say anything to...

It's time for all of us
to move on from Ghost.

You ever been to Los Angeles?

We'd like to see if
you can run both coasts.

So the Jimenez agreed to it all.

Territory, access to the port.

I'd like you to meet our connect,

Alicia and Diego Jimenez.

We're very happy to begin
this new partnership.

Sending K's crew in there is
playing right into Dre's hand.

We need to use the Italians.

I'll give you 60K for one hit.

Just grab 'em and bring 'em to me.

K says they're in position.

You made a mistake coming here.

I have the full protection
of the Jimenez cartel,

so if you come after me again,

they will kill you
and your entire family.

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I thought this was a democracy.

Who the fuck voted for that?

You're at the wrong dock, amigos.

We have approval to be here.

Came down from the boss.

Jason cleared it with
the New York distro.

Not our bosses.

This port belongs to Jimenez.

Get the fuck outta here.

We don't want any problems.

Mistakes happen. That's how it goes.

Get rid of them pinche tiesos.

My baby.

Ma, you okay?

I'm fine.

Go back to bed.

Hey, Boss.

I thought I would be
leading the strategy meeting.

You thought?

I'm handling it.

Take a seat, gentlemen.

Uriel Diaz, head of the Toros Locos,

was found dead.

With a gunshot wound in his head

and nails in his hands and shoulders.

It's sick to think that someone

would take pleasure in doing this.

Looks like a cartel hit.

Damn, they wanted to make him hurt.

I would've made it hurt too.

In addition to the
bodies, guns, and money

found at the house, 86 keys
were seized during the raid.

That's a huge hit for an organization.

And an incredibly stupid move

to keep it all in one place.

So Diaz's connect, whoever that is,

was angry about the
raid and murked his ass.

Self-cleaning oven, baby.

According to NYPD,

Diaz's death has caused a power vacuum

between Toros members Arturo Magdeleno

and Lorenzo Salazar.

Oh, it's so hard to choose.

May the best man win.

We're waiting on the ballistics,

to see if we can get a match on the gun.

It's definitely a Narcos gun.

Maybe it'll lead us to the connect.

Somebody knows who
Diaz was working with.

Criminals gossip like teenage girls.

Someone will talk.

Hello?

Smells good in here.

Yo, what's up, Keisha?

Hey.

Those the pancakes you make
with the bananas in them?

Yeah, you want some?

Yeah.

It's really nice how much
you've been doing around here.

I mean, it's the least I could do.

Can't even imagine what
Tasha's going through.

This shit is like a nightmare
none of us could wake up from.

I was there

when 'Riq and Raina were born.

Raina had so much hair.

Yeah, I remember.

And then Ghost asked me
to be their godfather.

I was so proud.

I was supposed to protect them.

Tommy.

What happened?

I can't get a straight
answer from Tasha.

She asked me to vouch for her and Tariq,

that if anyone asked, to say
they never left the penthouse.

What were they really doing that night?

Look, Keisha, it's better
that you don't know.

You ain't never gotta say nothing.

I promise.

I owe you.

Yeah.

I'ma go get Yas.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Keish, have you seen Tasha?

Said she was going out.

Mm.

Thanks for the breakfast.

Sure.

Tommy, ready to rock? K's waiting.

- Yeah, let's do it.
- All right.

Bye, Keisha.

I thought we weren't
gonna see each other again.

Does anyone else know that
Tariq knew Raymond Jones?

I don't know.

Find out.

I've done what I can
to run damage control,

but if someone else links
Tariq to this murder,

we're all going down anyway.

I've got one just like it.

Number's programmed in.

Get back to me.

What the fuck happened with the job?

Turn your volume down, motherfucker.

My boys did their part.

They said Dre saw them coming

like somebody warned him or something.

Took off running like a little bitch.

Your Italian boy fucked this up.

- Bullshit.
- Tommy.

The real question is,
who could've warned him?

I don't know. And then what happened?

My niggas say they heard
some gunfire pop off.

I'm thinking the Italians
killed Dre on the spot.

Then I come out and find
this shit on my windshield.

I got one too.

He put mine in my coat
pocket while I was wearing it.

Why the fuck didn't you shoot him?

I was at Raina's grave
site. I wasn't strapped.

I've seen cards like
this dropped on people

inside the joint.

But I don't know who it's from.

That's the Jimenez, K.

Dre's saying the Jimenez got his back.

Fuck them Spanish niggas.
I ain't scared of nobody.

What the fuck?

Tommy, you wanna tell
me who the fuck this is?

Oh, shit. Oh, it's Jason Micic.

I move his weight.

Put the fucking gun down.

I thought I told you to
stop working with Ghost.

Yo, what's up, J?

I was just about to call you.
You know, I got your money.

Shut the fuck up.

You lied to me, Tommy.

That LA port deal was bullshit.

Two of my guys are dead.

The Jimenez took my shipment.

Now you owe me $2 million.

You see, the problem is that

I don't know what would
give me more satisfaction.

Getting my money, or killing you.

Wait, wait!

We gonna make this right.

We gonna get you that LA port,

just like I promised.

You're gonna kill the Jimenez?

If that's what it takes.

Since you can't seem to
do business without Ghost,

you're gonna kill the Jimenez together.

And who the fuck is this guy?

I'm an old friend.

Well, old friend,

now you're in it too.

You know it's a fucking
suicide mission, don't you?

I will let you know when
the shipment comes in.

I wanted to kill Dre,
not another connect.

What the fuck you want me to do?

They was gonna kill us.

We don't have access to the Jimenez.

Tommy, this ain't Lobos.

Or... or Milan.

We need an inside guy.

Dre gonna lead us right to the Jimenez.

So we're gonna kill them,

then we're gonna kill that motherfucker.

Everybody gets what they want.

You hearing this?

If we take the Jimenez off the table,

and Jason got our back,

then Dre becomes a clean kill.

This is a beautiful idea, K.

Ghost, you down?

Jason just drafted me.

What other choice I got?

- Oh, shit, I'ma wait outside.
- Dre.

Stay, stay, stay.

I love an audience.

I'm almost done.

It's my turn.

No, let him finish.

Let me finish.

Oh.

Wait, wait.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Get the fuck out of here.

One of our stashes was raided.

A Toros house.

It's all over the news.

Your Federal agents

seized 86 keys of my product.

Who's fuck-up was that?

The Serbs were in our port.

We got rid of them.

Took their product.

Now I got a big shipment coming in.

And I'm counting on you
to make up for the money

that I lost in the raid.

And when are those Bassett
people gonna give you control

of the international clubs too?

I'm on it. I got it.

Well, then be on it.

The death of Uriel has created
a Toros leadership problem.

There's infighting
going on for his spot.

Fix that shit.

And I ain't got time for fuck-ups.

Neither does my sister.

Whatever you say, Diego.

The translator completed Maria
Suarez's witness statement,

and we put together a
timeline of her story.

She and her boyfriend Miguel

were forced in the trunk of a car.

She says towards the end of the drive,

the road started to get bumpy.

We believe they were traveling

over a cobblestone street,

through the Meat Packing District.

Suarez says when they were
pulled out of the trunk,

she heard people and loud music,

like there was a party going on.

The noise stopped once they
were taken inside the building,

where we believe they encountered Egan

and St. Patrick.

They were kidnapped the same night

St. Patrick opened up his club Truth

in the Meat Packing District.

And Truth has a loading dock.

That's where we think
that they were taken.

You really think James St.
Patrick would kill a guy

in the loading dock of his own club?

I mean, this is a lot of man-hours

and work for nothing.

You're so hard for St. Patrick
you're honestly gonna parade

a blindfolded witness
in front of a jury?

Mak, she's credible.

She didn't see anything.

If St. Patrick is guilty

of murdering Miguel Alvarez,

he's a drug dealing kingpin dirtbag.

If we get him,

we redeem this whole office.

And there's an added bonus...

We end Angela's career.

The fuck?

Is that the reason why you
asked me to keep this from her?

Yeah, and you need to
keep it to yourself.

Tameika's orders.

She knows Angela has a
problem with boundaries

when it comes to St. Patrick and Egan.

Angela needs to go, for sure,

but Maria Suarez is
not gonna get us there.

There's only one person
that knows the true extent

of St. Patrick's guilt.

I get that person to talk...

It's the witness of a lifetime.

I've got a censure hearing to prep for.

We're actually gonna
be using the tier level

rewards model for fundraising.

You know, incentivize donors to continue

with their contributions,
and take their giving

to the next level.

You see these?

These are our fundraising goals.

Well, those are
ambitious numbers, Rashad.

Yes, but not impossible.

See, once we hit the $15 million mark,

we gonna have an official
ribbon-cutting ceremony.

And we'll make it

a community event.

We celebrate and showcase
the youth that benefit

from the QCP.

Okay.

So where do we start?

How can I help?

James.

To be perfectly honest,

all the unanswered questions
surrounding Raina's death

are bad for business.

It leaves open questions as to why

a supposedly clean guy like you

suddenly has a dead daughter.

It's gonna prevent investors
from getting on board.

We need to solve Raina's murder.

The investigation is out of my hands.

And the police are doing
everything they can.

It's not enough.

Now, if you and your wife

would be willing to
do a press conference,

offer a reward,

it would help the NYPD get some leads.

It'll also be beneficial

in amplifying the QCP's cause

and compelling donors to
open up their checkbooks,

for Raina's legacy.

I'll talk to Tasha about it.

What's up, Sammy?

Let's go for a ride.

I got something I gotta do.

Get in the car.

What is this place?

Connie's not doing so good.

They got her on a clinical trial.

Maybe she got the placebo, they think.

I don't know. Whatever it is,

it ain't looking good.

Sammy, what the fuck are we doing here?

Fuck.

Now I know why you
wasn't returning my calls.

How'd you find me?

I remember you and Marco
used to play back here,

when your dad owned the place.

I knew you'd come back
here and wait for him,

hoping he'd show up.

He didn't make it?

Cops found his body and
notified his parents.

His pop came to see Vincent.

- Vincent knows?
- Vincent knows?

He knows what happened. Marco's gone.

You're missing, he don't know why.

Carmine, what the fuck happened?

The guy you hired us
to grab was strapped.

We had him.

But he got the drop on us and ran.

Fuck, Sammy.

We gotta tell Vincent what happened.

That you hired us, Tommy.

That's not the way we do things.

He's Vincent's godson.

I wanna talk to Teresi.

I just need to figure this out.

- Carmine.
- Mm-hmm.

Want me to call your parents?

Nah.

I'll be all right.

All right, we're gonna come
back later with the doc.

Get you some fresh bandages.

If it were me,

I would've fucked the older sister.

I mean, she gives better head.

You're too caught up on age, you know?

Yeah, no, I hear you.

I just lost my appetite.

All right, I'll see you, Joe.

What do you want?

Your bar committee hearing is coming up.

And the conflict of interest
charge is an egregious one.

Hmm.

I got a hunch things aren't
gonna end well for you.

Ah, it's not my first time to the rodeo.

It'll work out.

It always does.

What if I said that

I'd withdraw the bar complaint if you

give me some background information

on some of your clients?

You're gonna save my law license

so I could break the law?

That's a good one, John.

You come up with that one by yourself?

Which clients do you want me to rat on?

I'm not gonna tell you
until you agree to do it.

Then I guess you're
gonna have to go without.

Good luck trying to get an
indictment without my help.

Can I get the check, please?

No, don't pretend you're a decent guy

who cares about his clients, Joe.

But I do know you care
about your daughter.

How are you gonna take care of
her if you can't practice law?

Where were you this morning?

I had to run an errand.

Where are you going?

I have to run an errand.

I need to talk to you about Tariq.

And I need to talk to
you about Tate, Tasha.

Look, he wants us to
hold a press conference.

Offer a reward for anybody
that has information

on Raina's killer.

No, absolutely not.

Tate just thinks it would help
secure money from investors

and help getting the QCP off the ground.

So we can honor Raina.

I'm not stopping till the building's up.

There's no way we're doing
that press conference, Ghost.

We know who killed Raina.

Any information that
comes out about Ray Ray

could lead back to Tariq.

Who else knows about Tariq and Ray Ray?

Who else knows they knew each other?

Dre. Besides that, I don't know.

You need to ask your friend Kanan.

He set them up.

You need to find out if
there's anybody else out there

who could give Tariq a motive.

Put his name in a cop's mouth.

I'll ask him.

Look, I wanna send Tariq to Choate.

I think it'd be good
for him to get away...

From everything.

I'll think about it.

But I gotta tell you,

there's a big part of me now, Tasha,

that doesn't wanna let
our son out of my sight.

Good night.

Yo, I saw in the news,

your man Callahan got got
in a park or some shit.

Damn.

That's crazy.

I knew he was running
guns for the Albanians,

so he probably pissed
them off or some shit.

But we need to find someone
else to move his product.

But, yo, the first Jimenez
shipment is coming in.

The first time we're
moving weight for them.

I'm counting on you to be there

to take delivery of the product.

- Hell, yeah, no doubt.
- My man.

Yo, could you give us a minute, man?

Nah, I'ma sit right here.

Nah, he's cool. You could stay.

You find out what's
poppin' with the Toros?

Yeah.

The Toros' number two, Lorenzo,

he's beefing with
Uriel's cousin, Arturo.

Arturo thinks Lorenzo killed Uriel

so he could take over the Toros.

So who do you think
should take that spot?

Lorenzo's been on the block a minute.

He could hit the ground running.

Arturo's young. He don't know shit.

If he don't know shit, you
could tell him what to do.

I like that.

I want Arturo, the young cat,
I want him to fill that spot.

Easy to control and he
won't try to fuck with me.

I don't think that's the right move.

Well, it's the move I'm making.

We gotta get Lorenzo out the picture.

I'll hire hitters.

We can't have our
fingerprints on this shit.

Then we're gonna have to off the hitters

after they do the job.

It's the only way to
keep this away from us.

That's a lot of bodies, man.

It's a necessary move.

No loose ends.

I'll call the hitters, Cris.

When they're done, you take 'em out.

We could get him right now.

No doubt, but we need
that nigga to lead us

to the Jimenez.

Sorry about your kid.

Tariq tried to step up,
though. He a tough little nigga.

Yeah, we handled it.

K, let me ask you something.

Who else knew that Tariq
was fucking with Ray Ray,

besides you and Dre?

Brains knew about it.

We pulled a lick with him.

Brains? You got a real name?

David Struthers, or Smothers,

or some shit like that.

But he ain't been around.

Ain't nobody seen him in a minute.

Brains wouldn't fuck with Tariq.

He know that'd be fucking with me.

I know you don't like
it, but the boy a gangsta.

It was born in him.

Better than you at that age.

He cold with it.

And you the meanest little
nigga I ever met, so...

I don't want that life for Tariq, K.

As for me,

once I'm done with Dre, I'm
out the game for good, man.

I mean it.

Tommy's Italians fucked you up, man.

Wouldn't even be sitting there right now

if it wasn't for Tommy.

Dre'd be dead and you'd be out.

I see you're not on Joe Proctor's list

of character witnesses
for his censure hearing.

He doesn't need me.

Oh, yes, he does.

You're on the Board
of Destroy Injustice,

and you just tried a
big press case together,

which you won.

And I assume that bitter
taste in your mouth

is what brought you here.

Proctor got disqualified

from a case you were
working on together.

Your testimony at his censure hearing

is of the utmost importance.

The hearing committee
won't be able to make

an informed decision without you.

If you're not on the list,

I assume it's because you
have something negative to say.

I'm not into servicing
personal vendettas, John.

Especially yours.

Whoa.

Very negative.

Would a subpoena help change your mind?

So what'd you find out?

Kanan says he only knows one person

who can tie Tariq to Ray Ray.

A David Struthers, Smothers.

Street name "Brains."

Kanan thinks he's dead,

which means we could be in the clear.

Good.

Thanks for asking him.

We gotta get Tariq away from Kanan.

From all of it.

Yeah, I agree.

Let's say we send Tariq to Choate

like we planned before...

You know, I haven't
been in here since, um...

Yeah, I know.

You can't come in.

And I can't leave.

Reverend Macedon has a
grief group at the church.

I really think we should go.

T, I don't need no grief group.

But I do.

I do.

Can you just do it?

For me?

All right.

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How do these people know Tariq?

Ready for the meeting.

Saxe said you have something big?

Yes, I'm ready.

We have a hit on the gold gun.

Matched it to a homicide in Manhattan.

The body of Celeste Cruz

was found along with
her husband, Mason Cruz.

She died from a gunshot wound,

while his cause of death was

some kind of execution-style
drug overdose.

A La Ara�a card was
dropped on the bodies,

and the couple's baby is missing.

I had the cocaine from
the crime scene analyzed.

It had the same chemical composition

as the bricks that we
seized at the Toros pad.

So it's fair to say the Jimenez brothers

are the Toros' connect.

Do we have a motive for the murder?

The Jimenez somehow got
word that Celeste Cruz

was gonna snitch.

He took care of the problem.

We're looking for Jimenez hitters.

Saxe, reach out to the NYPD precinct

working the Cruz homicide,

and have them send over their files.

I wanna review any surveillance footage

they've collected.

They don't know who to look
for in the cartel level,

but we do.

Whoever owns this gold gun

was at both the Cruz crime
scene and the Toros pad.

They're our link to
the Jimenez brothers.

Nice work, Angela.

If we can convict the Jimenez,

everyone in this room is
going to the big leagues.

Tommy, good to see you.

Yeah, good to see you too.

I'm sorry to hear about Connie.

What're you talking about?

Sammy said something about
the clinical trial not working.

Whatever you do,

don't you tell her you're my kid.

That'd put her in a grave
sooner rather than later.

Yeah, okay.

I heard you threw a party.

And a couple of guests didn't show up.

The problem is you didn't
invite the guest of honor.

Now you're gonna tell
him you threw that party.

And he's gonna be pissed.

And you're going to
apologize like a man.

And you're gonna take whatever
punishment he hands you.

You understand me?

Yeah, okay.

You should've come to me first.

In conclusion, I submit
that the allegations

filed against me

are the malicious
fabrications of a prosecutor,

John Mak,

focused on ruining my good name

for his own petty sense of revenge.

He lost his case against
my innocent client.

We're all just wasting our time here

with John Mak's sour grapes.

Mr. Proctor, this is your
third censure hearing.

Why?

Unlucky, I guess.

It's documented that two
witnesses who were scheduled

to give their testimonies disappeared

before your other hearings.

Yes.

Any idea what happened to them?

I don't know.

Did any of your other
clients at the time

have something to do
with their disappearance?

No.

And I resent the implication
that I would ask another client

to commit a crime on my behalf.

Or silence a witness.

I'm not a gangster.

Off that, public records
show that your birth name

is Joseph Civello, not Proctor.

Why did you change your last name?

My father died.

When my mother remarried,

I took my stepfather's last name.

Yes, your father died in 1984,

after he was acquitted
of attempted murder.

Your paternal side of the family

has quite the legacy of
documented convictions

and criminality, correct?

Yes.

That's why I changed my last name.

Because that is not who I am.

I became a criminal defense attorney

because I believe in justice.

Because I'm a patriot, Ms. Navarro.

Ours is the noblest of all professions.

Just because I stand beside
criminals in rooms like this,

does not mean I am a criminal.

We'd like to hear the
testimony of one more witness.

Your co-counsel during
the case at hand,

United States Vs. James St. Patrick.

Mr. Silver, you do realize
your testimony is under oath?

Yes.

During the preliminary hearing,

for your mutual client,
James St. Patrick,

were you aware that your
co-counsel had previously

represented Thomas Patrick Egan?

Yes.

And did you feel there
was a conflict of interest

between Mr. St. Patrick and Mr. Egan?

Yes.

He advised our client James St. Patrick

not to take a deal at a
critical juncture in the case.

Most attorneys I know
would've behaved differently.

Did you ever express
this to Mr. Proctor?

I did.

Did you ask him to recuse himself?

I did, but...

What was his response?

He told me it wasn't a conflict,

and asked me not to speak of it again.

In your opinion, is Joe
Proctor an ethical attorney?

Mr. Silver?

I think there's a gray area

in criminal defense when
your client is innocent,

where perhaps passion

overwhelms the hard lines of ethics.

So that's a no?

No further questions.

You just said James
St. Patrick was innocent

in our case, right?

I don't think that's the issue here.

Just answer the question.

- Was he innocent?
- Yes.

So was I out of line when
I advised an innocent client

not to take a deal and
allocute a lie to the court?

I feel your advice was
based on your relationship

to both our client and his
friend, Thomas Patrick Egan.

Their interests did not
converge at that point

in the trial.

Like I said to you then,

James was innocent.

And neither James nor Tommy

wanted James to go to jail
for a crime he didn't commit.

That is not a conflict of interest.

I know the rules, Joe.

You didn't follow the rules.

Without the rules, this whole
system, it all goes down.

You've never compromised yourself

for an innocent client before?

No.

I haven't.

No further questions.

We'll take the testimony
under advisement, Mr. Proctor.

We'll get you a decision soon.

Soon?

Carmine.

Come on, wake up.

We gotta go talk to Vincent.

He's dead.

Are you sure?

Check him again!

I told you I get paid either way.

And you,

you dimed me out to Teresi.

You didn't even give
me a chance to fix this.

Why would I?

Clearly you're out of
your fuckin' league.

Now you gotta explain
two dead guys to Vincent.

Dre put me in charge of
this shipment big time.

Think he might give me
that number two spot?

You been fucking with
Dre longer than anyone,

so I hope the fuck he is,

'cause if you the number two nigga,

then that makes me nigga number three.

That's a fact.

Yo, Dre want that Toro dead.

For real?

Yo, Spank.

Bust a U-ey.

I don't think we should
be doing this, man.

- Bust a U-ey, Spank!
- Fuck.

Hit it. The cops.

Dr. Wolven,

everyone, I'd like for you to meet

James and Tasha St. Patrick.

Their daughter Raina

recently went home to be with the Lord.

Welcome. So sorry for your loss.

Please, have a seat.

Thank you.

I'll open us in prayer.

Lord,

thank you for this time together.

Please bless and comfort

everyone here who is grieving.

We ask these things in
your son's holy name.

Amen.

Amen.

Okay.

Would anyone like to share
how they've been doing?

Jessica and I had a really hard week.

Wednesday marked the
six-month anniversary

of Luke's death.

Our son, Luke, he was
walking home from school

and was killed by a drunk driver.

He was a week away from celebrating

his 16th birthday.

I still sit in his room sometimes.

Well, I know it sounds crazy,

but sometimes I follow Jeff,

the guy who killed our son,

to Gavin's Liquor on 23rd.

He's always in a stupid work uniform.

And he always grabs a bottle of liquor.

It is only a matter of time

before he kills another kid.

Is it wrong to want him dead?

What you're feeling is normal.

Anger is part of the grieving process.

Would anyone else

like to share?

I gotta drop you off now.

I'll see you later.

Ghost, I need to talk to somebody.

Tasha, that's not the most
appropriate place to do that.

Those people don't understand
what we're going through.

I can share how I'm
feeling without saying why.

It's best if we don't
say anything at all.

You know what?

Maybe we should ask Reverend Macedon

to refer us to a support group

for families of murdering drug dealers.

They'll understand us, right, Ghost?

James, my good brother.

Rashad, I talked to Tasha
about the press conference.

She's not in a frame of
mind to do it right now.

Ah, I understand.

Hey, listen, tomorrow I've put
together a last-minute mixer

for the QCP at Borough Hall.

Bring Tasha.

We can show her the presentation.

Maybe seeing our goals to honor
Raina might lift her spirits.

I'll talk to her again.

My man.

This is the one.

Here are the files you
wanted on the Cruz murders.

Thanks, Darryl.

I never congratulated
you on the promotion.

Despite all the drama,
you made Head of Criminal.

Maybe now you can do something about IT,

'cause I can't get my log-in to work.

I'll ask them to fix that.

Thanks, girl.

Hey, you know, I'm sorry
I called you radioactive.

Glad you're away from that
James St. Patrick dude.

Yeah, me too.

Hey, Angie.

I'm not doing that good.

Can you please call me back?

All right.

Cancel the hitters, baby.

I got that nigga Lorenzo on the block.

The fuck you say?

I lit his ass up.

What you mean you lit his ass up?

You had one job.

To get the shipment.

I did get to the shipment,

and I took that motherfucker out.

I had a busy fucking day.

Who the fuck else knows about this?

Spanky?

- He drove.
- Oh, shit.

Why you bugging out, Dre?
I saved you money and time.

Look, man, I can't even
look at you right now.

Get the fuck out my face, man.

Get the fuck out my face!

Your boy fucked this up.

Anybody else finds out he did this,

we're all dead.

You need to take him out.

Him and Spanky.

Look, I'll handle it.

From now on, you're
running the Blind Pig.

Let me just go take this
shit away from them right now.

Yo, why you trippin'?

Your plan, three bodies drop.

My version only one did.

That bitch ass Toro is
dead. It all worked out.

The hit can't come back on us.

Nobody fucking saw me.

Yo, you're not getting
the goddamn point.

When I tell you to do something,

you do the shit my way.

Oh, shit.

The Jimenez and this club
shit got you really thinking

you better than everybody else?

Just remember, you wasn't
shit when we met, my nigga.

I ain't your nigga no more, boy.

You work for me, Francis.

And from now on, you
do what I fucking say.

That's my shit. My organization.

You and Spanky ain't running
the Blind Pig no more.

Cristobal is.

Spanky didn't do nothing
wrong. Shit was my call.

I don't give a fuck.

I don't wanna hear that shit.

Spanky ain't tell me you did it,

and he sure as hell ain't
stop you from doing it.

Hey, Angie, I'm not doing that good.

Can you please call me back?

What did you find out?

David Struthers, "Brains," is dead.

So Tariq is safe?

This Brains guy was killed
along with a close associate.

Big Country.

You ever heard of him?

No.

They were participating
in a burglary ring.

The case is still open.

Do you know anything about that?

Was Raymond Jones a part of that too?

None of you had anything to
do with Brains and Big Country

being dead, right?

No. No way.

As long as Tariq doesn't get implicated

in this robbery ring, we should be okay.

Yeah, well, I'm actually gonna send him

out of town for a while.

To school.

Good idea.

Yo, this our new boss, Dre.

He's our connect to the Jimenez.

From now on, we go
through him for everything.

Arturo,

poppin' Lorenzo in
that drive-by was legit.

That grimy-ass traitor deserved
that shit for killing Uriel.

You did that shit, right?

Yeah, I did it.

That's what's up.

That's how the new
head of the Toros rolls.

And welcome to the organization.

I got a shit ton of product
for you to push, all right?

Shit, we down. Right, guys?

- Let's get it.
- Yeah, yeah.

- All right.
- Yeah, let's get to work.

No doubt.

So now that nigga Dre dead,

we gonna take over his
network like we talked about?

That shit went sideways, man.

Dre's still alive.

How we gonna make money then?

I met Tommy's connect,
this Serbian motherfucker.

Well, you're gonna have
to learn to speak French

- or some shit.
- Russian, nigga.

I'm gonna get in good with him

and then we gonna take
over Tommy's organization.

Nice.

We gonna make it rain in the club.

Shit, we could do that tonight, nigga.

Call the club, tell 'em
we're coming through.

- A'ight.
- Ask for Koko.

See if she work. Nah,
she off to see the wizard.

Ain't got no brain, but

she fine as a motherfucker.

All right?

Pause the game, 'Riq.

Look, your father and I have decided

to still let you go to Choate.

We think it'd be good for
you to have a fresh start.

Okay.

- All right.
- Where are you going?

Oh, uh, to an event for
the Queens Child Project.

The building your father's
dedicating to Raina.

What happened to Raina is all my fault.

And everyone knows it's my fault.

Including you.

'Riq.

I don't like the choices you made, no.

But I'm still your mother.

And I'm always gonna love you.

Okay?

Brains and Big Country are dead.

Who told you about them?

Kanan told your father.

But you should've told me.

I mean, why didn't you tell
us there was still more people

out there, Tariq?

I don't know, I was just
trying to forget about it.

Well, do I know everything now?

Yes.

I'm gonna make better
choices from now on, Ma.

I promise.

I know you will.

I don't want you to worry.

And if anyone at Choate asks
about what happened to Raina,

I won't say anything.

Like you taught us.

I'm gonna miss you so much, Tariq.

Our community wants answers.

Ladies and gentlemen,

despite still grieving
Raina's tragic death,

her parents, James and Tasha St. Patrick

are here with us

and would like to say a few words.

Come on up, please.

Mrs. St. Patrick.

We miss our beautiful baby girl.

These have been the
worst days of our lives,

and my wife and I are
thankful for your prayers

and your support.

I wanna tell you about
our daughter Raina.

She was good to people.

She had a beautiful singing voice.

And she was smart.

What happened to her is wrong.

It's unfair.

It's unfair that she'll never
get to blow out the candles

for her sweet 16.

Or go to prom.

Or walk down the aisle
on her wedding day.

There's someone out
there who robbed her.

He robbed us

of her beautiful future.

We tried to protect her.

We tried.

But I can't help but feel responsible.

We are all responsible.

Tommy Egan is Tony Teresi's kid?

Looks that way.

That's a particularly twisted gene pool.

He's gone twice to see
him in recent weeks.

No record of him visiting before that.

So it's a new relationship?

The question is,

why now?

What the fuck happened to him?

I hired your god kid
and Marco to grab a guy

I had beef with and shit went sideways.

We got two sets of
parents with dead kids.

I don't take that casually.

We're all family.

Vincent, I know this
don't make things right,

but I took care of the guy
that did this to your family.

That true, Sammy?

He took care of it?

Yeah. He made it right.

I appreciate you being straight with me,

but you owe me.

You're gonna take a 50%
cut on our drug profits

and you're gonna pay restitution

to these kids' families.

Absolutely.

And Vincent,

I am truly sorry.

I didn't mean no
disrespect to the family.

Your father's a good man.

Kept his mouth shut and he's
rotting away in a prison cell

to protect this family.

Don't tarnish his name.

Yo, Sammy, thanks for covering for me.

Sammy, what the...

I told Teresi

I wouldn't let Vincent hurt you.

I'm not lying for you ever again.

- We'll get 'em next week.
- Thanks.

Get the fuck off me.

You set me up.

No, Tasha, Tate set both of us up.

- Tasha, wait.
- Fuck you.

Wow, my brother, you two
were amazing up there.

You ambushed us to go on camera.

That was fucking low, Rashad.

James, it'll all pay off.

Trust me.

I'll be in contact as
soon as the QCP numbers

start coming in.

Gentlemen, I appreciate you coming out.

I reviewed the surveillance footage

from the Cruz crime scene

that precinct 74 sent over.

It wasn't a Jimenez hitter

that murdered Celeste
and left the gold gun

at the Toros pad.

It was Diego Jimenez himself.

He's here in the States.

Holy fucking shit. They're never here.

Diego exited right
through the front doors,

along with a woman
carrying a swaddled baby.

To the detectives, they
look like a regular couple

living in the building
leaving for the day.

And they weren't alone.

Two other known Jimenez associates

were seen exiting through a side door.

Who's the woman, his wife?

We don't know yet.

We don't know who anyone is yet.

But if she is,

I can get her to talk.

Karen was right about you, Dre.

This is an amazing opening night.

She might be sending you to
Paris sooner rather than later.

Well, thank you, Quinn.

But first, I need you to
deal with some asshole in VIP.

Ordered three bottles
of Dom and won't pay.

Says he knows you.

All right, I'll handle
it. I'll be right back.

My fucking name is not Vanessa.

I like your system.

I know what I'm doing.

Take care of that Toros problem?

Oh, yeah, I got that on lock.

Good.

Now...

I want you to fuck Francesca
for a job well done.

I'm good, I'm working.

Now.

How much to tell him we did this shit?

That's not gonna work.

Look, he'll smell my pussy if he has to.

If I'm dry, I'm dead.

And so are you.

So, let's just have some fun.

Okay?

Mmm.

My turn to watch.

I'm good, man.

Hey, Dre.

Where are you going?

This is Angela Valdes,

I can't take your call right now.

Please leave a message after the beep.

Angie, we need to talk.

You really shouldn't drink and drive.

You could kill somebody.

You should mind your
own fucking business.

Did you kill a kid named Luke?

I don't know the kid's fucking name.

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