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Previously on Ghost...

But what about that book Professor Reynolds was writing?

You don't think that was about Brayden?

The book was definitely not about Brayden.

Reynolds told him what the book was about.

I don't think I can wear this wire anymore.

I don't think that's possible.

You didn't want Mommy and Daddy to find out

that you got caught with drugs in your room.

I don't wanna go with her. I wanna go with you, Tariq.

Listen. Look, Yas, I'm gonna fix it, okay?

I promise.

I'll grant you custody on a temporary basis,

but one misstep and I'll be forced

to remand the child back into state care.

"I knew you'd end up here, lil' nigga.

Right where you belong."

I could set up your kids. All your kids. Not just Zeke.

All you got to do is sign.

My name is Dante Spears, and I'm your father.

Nah, man, you got the wrong guy.

I got a meeting with Zeke's agent.

Gotta clear up all these off-the-court issues and shit.

You acting real fucking reckless around here.

You don't know who you fucking with, little girl.

What, is there some reason you don't want Papi home?

My dad and Monet, they ain't on the same page at all.

Wait, hold on, you say she wants out?

Monet wants out.

As for me, what I really wanted

was to be up here with you.

- You gotta be sure. - I'm sure.

What are you doing here?

There's this Rick Fox lookin' nigga out there named Dante

claiming to be my dad.

She said it's safer if I'm here.

What can I do for you?

We getting ready to take over Queens.

We just need to make sure we got the product to match.

As of right now, all my product goes to you.

If we don't pay Davis the 500K

that we owe him, our failsafe falls apart.

So what you gonna do about it?

You and Tariq are in this together.

They don't care about that professor.

They want the cop killer.

But if I hear my name mentioned...

Hey, I ain't saying shit

as long as the money rolling in.

Supplier cut us off. No more product.

I got to be able to pay my lawyers.

There's money out here.

There's more than one way to get it.

♪ They say this is A big, rich town ♪

♪ I just come From the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it This is where it goes down ♪

♪ I just happen To come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby I gotta make it ♪

♪ I never took A straight path nowhere ♪

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

♪ I live, I learn ♪

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

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

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

♪ That corner every 15 minutes They moving seven ♪

♪ Pure snow, bag it Then watch it go ♪

♪ Occupational options Get some blow or some hos ♪

♪ Shoot the ball or the strap Learn to rap or to jack ♪

♪ Fuck it, man In the meantime ♪

♪ Go head and pump a pack ♪

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

♪ That 007 That's 62 on my count ♪

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

♪ Look a bitch in the eyes ♪

♪ And tell her Baby, I love ya ♪

♪ You're my inspiration You're my motivation ♪

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

♪ They say this is A big, rich town ♪

♪ Yeah, I just come From the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it This is where it goes down ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I just happen To come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby I gotta make it ♪

Tariq St. Patrick is guilty.

His attorneys will tell you a story of a family under siege

from the district attorney's office.

Of a young Black man,

unfairly targeted for his race and gender.

She knows your playbook.

Sure you didn't give it to her?

The American justice system

is not perfect, ladies and gentlemen,

and such unfortunate circumstances do occur.

But not in this case.

'Cause the facts, the evidence,

will bear out that Tariq,

a privileged, educated young man

with every socioeconomic advantage

murdered both Detective Danilo Ramirez

and Professor Jabari Reynolds.

I know you're looking at him and thinking, "He's a kid."

But his youth should only indicate

his advanced propensity for violence

and the urgency of your duty to stop him now.

Miss Sullivan says that I'm going

to tell you a story.

But I'm going to give you the facts.

My client is a straight-A student

in an honors program at an Ivy League school.

In addition, Tariq recently pursued custody

of his younger sister,

determined to take on that responsibility

on top of his studies.

Does that sound like a murderer to you?

Tariq lost custody due to Ms. Sullivan's hasty decision

to arrest him for this double murder,

an arrest based on evidence so circumstantial

and weak that you will be shocked,

shocked that she even brought this case to trial.

The dead police officer's badge

found in Tariq's dorm room.

The murder weapon was Ramirez's own service weapon

found by Reynolds' body.

We believe that Tariq murdered Ramirez,

stole his weapon, and committed the Reynolds murder

with that weapon to throw us off his scent.

Tariq clearly had the opportunity and the means.

But why would a straight-A kid murder his professor and a cop?

Well, you will hear his motive, clear as day, on tape,

in St. Patrick's own voice.

Objection, Your Honor.

The defense has no prior knowledge of any tape.

Please approach the bench.

There was nothing in discovery about any tape.

Who's your authenticating witness?

Unfair surprise, Your Honor. It's inadmissible.

Your Honor, we did delay notifying the defense

about the tape because frankly,

we believe naming the witness will put them in danger.

People around St. Patrick have a tendency to disappear.

I believe that's totally unfounded, Your Honor.

My client has a right to face his accuser,

and we have a right to prepare cross-examination.

The prosecution will turn the tape over

and the witness will have to take the stand to authenticate.

We will reconvene tomorrow.

Mr. MacLean, the recording is for your team's ears only.

Not your client's.

Of course, Your Honor.

It's that alien OG. Loud as fuck.

- Ooh! - Yeah.

Well, I appreciate you coming through, Sweaty.

- Yeah. - I know it was short notice,

and, uh, I ain't seen you in a minute.

I got you, Skids.

You Westons always tip well, so...

Yeah, man, I-I honestly was surprised that

we weren't meeting in the Dave & Buster's parking lot

like the good old days.

I had to level up, you know.

- I'm on this whole new... - You got the coke?

Shit. Straight business. Yeah, I got you.

Well, this isn't even half of it.

Like your boy said, short notice.

But this right here is that primo flake.

Peruvian raw, I'm talkin'.

Whoof. Perfect. Yeah, we'll take it all.

Just bag that shit up, baby.

Yeah, all right.

Whoa. Yo. What am I, Costco?

Mm-mm.

- On second thought... - Ah, come on, man.

Our clientele has expensive taste, okay?

I don't know what the fuck that shit is.

All right.

Well, you can tell Trace

that my door... Closed to him from now on.

Sweaty. The fuck?

Expensive taste, my ass.

Sweaty.

What the fuck, Effie?

We're out of product.

We need that shit. Tariq's gonna be heated.

Not as heated as he would have been if we brought him

that shit cut with rat poison.

All right, El Chapo, do you have any fucking better ideas?

What the fuck we do now?

Let me fucking think.

Tough start today.

What, my father put it in his will

that you gotta follow me around too?

Ha! Hardly.

No, I'm actually here to inform you

that a family has decided to adopt Yasmin.

Lovely people, really.

Wait, what the fuck are you talking about?

I just won custody of Yasmin.

Yes, and you were also just arrested,

so she went back into the system.

This is what your father wanted, Mr. St. Patrick.

In the event that no actual family was available,

Yasmin should be adopted and her last name changed

to protect her from whoever may have...

wiped out the family.

Your father also instructed

that the adoption records be sealed

so that once she's gone, she can't be found.

He... he had all of this set up before he died?

If you really want to save your sister,

I suggest you start by saving yourself.

Any idea who recorded you

talking motive about these murders?

Listen, it doesn't make any sense.

A'ight, I haven't talked to anyone about this case.

I stayed away from everyone involved.

Yeah, well, not everyone.

I ain't gonna lie, Tariq, it's bad.

But I-I'm on it.

Or I will be as soon as you pay me.

See, it's cause and effect, Tariq.

You stop paying your lawyer,

your lawyer stops saving your ass.

I got you, I just...

I just need a little more time, that's it.

All right, let's put a clock on it.

Payday's tomorrow or I let a public defender

trot your ass into a 25-to-life, okay?

Where's Dru and your father?

I don't know. They never tell me shit.

You know that.

Your father might not,

but I know you and Dru run around here

thick as thieves and shit.

Ma, he ain't say shit, a'ight? For real.

Look, if they shuttin' us both out, that ain't good, D.

Especially for your brother.

Lorenzo has a way of talking people into things.

Things your brother might not be ready for.

Look, I know you been going behind my back lately.

But if you find out something about your father's business

and you tell me,

maybe I can find a way to trust you again.

Who is that?

It's Zeke's agent, if you must know.

He's blowing me up. I gotta take this.

Hello?

What the fuck is so important?

I need to see you.

Look, you gotta stop calling me, Dante.

Hey, yo.

Yo, plane just touched down. Shipment's ready.

You can't ignore what we have together, Nae-Nae.

Had together, Dante.

You still acting like I'm the same broke-ass bitch

that you first met.

If you knew me now, you would know

that I mean what I say, and I don't play games.

I know it's hard, testifying in front of everyone,

in front of Tariq.

But it'll all be over by this time tomorrow.

Well, your part will be.

We'll keep the security a while longer.

I can't do this.

You guys already have my tapes.

I don't understand why I have to get up there and...

Testify?

Because you got caught with drugs, sweetheart.

Even your brother wasn't high enough

to get caught for possession.

It's our own fault, honey.

Malcolm tried to warn us about this kind of behavior.

Aren't we thrilled that she left him for the boy

who killed that attractive professor?

Mom.

Sorry, but you're the only witness that can speak

to Tariq's prior knowledge of the novel's content.

So that's it? There's no other way out?

Not for you, no.

♪ Hold up I'm hiding in the bushes ♪

♪ Twelve hit the spot Now I'm hiding in the bushes ♪

♪ I been movin' weight, yeah I been doin' pushes ♪

♪ I been selling dope, yeah I been smokin' kushes ♪

♪ Hold up I'm hiding in the bushes ♪

♪ Sucka tried to touch it So we left him on crutches ♪

♪ Guess somebody's snitchin' Tattle tellin' motherfuckers ♪

♪ But when 12 pulled up I was hidin' in the bushes ♪

♪ What the fuck you gon' do When they pull up on you? ♪

♪ Twelve they gon' stone you Rappers, they gon' clone you ♪

♪ I threw the rock In the bushes ♪

♪ I threw the Glock In the bushes ♪

♪ Right before 12 pulled up ♪

♪ Hold up ♪

♪ Hold up ♪

♪ Hold up ♪

♪ Hold up ♪

Yeah, hi, um, I'm looking for the birth certificate

of Ezekiel Cross, 2002.

♪ Hold up ♪

What-what do you mean, not in that year?

♪ Hold up ♪

- Yo, how'd it go? - You good?

It's too early to tell.

So how'd it go with the contact?

My guy had a bunch of coke, but...

But?

But it was stepped on more than Brayden's feelings

when you don't text him back right away.

What the fuck, Effie? I told you that in confidence.

Well, it was a good thing y'all passed that shit up.

Okay, well, people are starting to get upset about the backlog.

You know, why don't we just cop

from one of those Silk Road knockoffs?

I used to buy poppers from there

all the time, no problem.

I mean, my phone started clicking afterwards, but...

- Fuck, no. - What the fuck are you

talking about? We're not selling poppers.

Okay, well, I don't see you two motherfuckers

coming up with anything.

I was just brainstorming.

Well, I might have a plan,

but we're gonna need the Tejadas for this shit.

I'm not sure they gonna be up for it.

♪ Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! ♪

The nigga Davis said he was gonna hold me the fuck down.

Not until we pay his ass.

But we got no money and no connect.

Kay, then ask Dad. That nigga's gaining weight.

He'd knock us both in our heads if he knew

how much trouble you was in

and how much it's gonna cost to get out.

- Nah, Ma, fuck that kid. - Yeah, fuck Tariq.

Except we still need his ass.

Wassup?

♪ Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! ♪

♪ Man down Where you from, nigga? ♪

♪ Fuck who you know Where you from, my nigga? ♪

♪ Where your grandma stay Huh, my nigga? ♪

♪ This m.A.A.d city I run My nigga ♪

♪ Brace yourself I'll take you ♪

♪ On a trip down memory lane ♪

♪ This is not a rap on how ♪

♪ I'm slingin' crack Or move cocaine ♪

♪ This is cul-de-sac and Plenty Cognac and major pain ♪

♪ Not the drill sergeant ♪

♪ But the stress That weighing on your brain ♪

What is this, a fucking field trip?

You bring your whole class here?

So what's the plan, Tariq?

And hurry this shit up before your little LoJack goes off.

A'ight, it's simple as fuck. We need weight, right?

We rob the connect.

Solves all our problems.

We steal the drugs that Mecca cut us off from.

This nigga done lost his damn mind, Ma.

I told you this was a waste of time.

Nigga, you ain't even hear how yet.

I don't gotta hear your plan yet, nigga, okay?

This ain't your corny college professor.

This is Mecca.

He's gonna body anybody

for even thinking about ripping him off.

That's why we use GTG to do it.

Ah. We keep our hands clean. They take the fall.

- Exactly. - I like that.

We just got to get up in his crib to do it first.

Yeah, and we all gotta move together.

Yeah, we should be together, but unfortunately,

you ain't getting in there, okay?

This nigga's security is tight as fuck.

And they roll deep and they don't play.

That's what I'm depending on.

And I ain't going in there anyway; he is.

Told you how I do. Cane knows it.

What makes you think you could pull

some shit like this off, Tariq?

'Cause I ain't doing it by myself.

Cane, you got that Lil' Guap motherfucker under your thumb.

He does whatever you say.

Effie, she already know what to do.

If we all play our roles, we play our position,

everything will fall in place. We'll be good.

We need weight, right? That's how we get it.

Shit. Fuck it, we in.

We need product, yes, but we also need money, too,

if we really wanna solve all our problems.

♪ Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! ♪

I know how we can turn this shit up a notch.

Talk to me.

I'm thinking we're gonna need Dru too.

Fuck no.

See, I knew you was gonna say that.

But what if I told you this plan ends

with your boy Guap six feet deep?

Then I would say I'm not falling

for that shit again, Cane.

Okay, fair. But I'm for real.

The plan only works if I clip that nigga at the right time.

Nah.

I pull the trigger.

- You? - Yeah.

That's the only way I'm gonna sign up for this bullshit.

Oh, a'ight, bitch, do it without me, then.

All right, bitch. If you gonna do it.

Look, your father

and your sister can't know about it.

Yeah, we need them both out of the way tomorrow.

Diana's been bugging.

So you let Tariq distract her.

He calls, she'll go running, guaranteed.

What about Lorenzo?

Papi has eyes and ears everywhere, Ma,

so you gotta keep him away from the shit.

Yeah, and the connect knows he cut you off.

Looks sus. You need an alibi.

Y'all motherfuckers.

A'ight, I got him.

♪ Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! ♪

A'ight. I got you, Dru.

♪ Not the drill sergeant ♪

♪ But the stress That weighin' on your brain ♪

♪ It was me, I Boog And Yan Yan ♪

♪ YG Lucky Ride down Rosecrans ♪

♪ It got ugly, wavin' yo hand Out the window ♪

♪ Check yourself, uh! ♪

You understand the bomb

the prosecution dropped on you earlier?

Listen, I don't say shit to anyone.

So I'm confused as to how they have some incriminating

recording of me; that doesn't make sense.

Well, they do. As do I, right here.

Mm-mm-mm, no, no. Mm-mm.

See, you have any idea

how illegal it is for me to play you this tape?

So what am I doing here then?

I hit that spacebar...

and my firm's reputation?

Ruined. My license, gone.

You got me fucked up, Tariq.

I'll be right back.

Gotta check on a dinner reservation.

You can't handle that once we're done here?

♪ ♪

And what about that book

Professor Reynolds was writing?

You don't think that was about Brayden?

Look, no.

The book was definitely not about Brayden.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Professor Reynolds told me who it was about.

On top of that, that nigga only wrote

about Black people anyway, so...

- So not Brayden? - No.

Tariq, wait.

I couldn't help but overhear you

hearing the tape your girlfriend made.

Leave me the fuck alone right now, Saxe.

Yeah, I need to know you're not gonna do anything

too St. Patricky with this information.

How the fuck could she do this shit to me?

It wasn't her fault. She got caught with drugs.

She got caught with pills, all right?

Those shits weren't even hers. They didn't belong to her.

They found the pills in her room,

and they took her to the station.

To get her out of it, Carrie Milgram...

Wait, Professor Milgram had something to do with this?

She manipulated Lauren into wearing a wire.

Look, Carrie was just trying

to catch her ex's killer, Tariq,

and your girlfriend got caught in the middle.

Okay, I'm serious, Tariq. You can't know about this.

And you can't go anywhere

near Lauren or Carrie Milgram right now.

How the fuck you expect me to do that, Saxe?

I got class with them first thing in the morning tomorrow.

- Okay, hold on. - Oh.

How about that?

Sure. That's a little better.

What are you doing?

Look...

Look, um... fucking opposing counsel

during trial is one thing,

but kissing,

like we're together or something,

I don't know.

Would that be so bad?

I mean, if we were together?

I can't believe you're bringing this up now.

I mean, we just had opening arguments.

I know.

And your client's about to find out

who betrayed him in court.

And he's not going to be very happy.

His girlfriend. I know.

How do you know?

That Lauren Baldwin was his girlfriend?

I listened to the tape, Jenny.

She blows off the other guy who hits on her

and then she takes Tariq to her brother's place, and they kiss.

You can hear them on the tape.

Is that really how you figured it out?

Or did Tariq hear the tape and tell you who she is?

The contents of the tape are how I ascertained

the relationship between your witness,

Lauren Baldwin, and my client, Tariq St. Patrick.

Cooper, did Tariq hear the tape?

The judge ruled he couldn't hear the tape, Jenny.

That's not an answer. Did Tariq hear the tape or not?

I didn't play it for him.

Did Davis MacLean play my witness tape

for Tariq St. Patrick?

Is Lauren Baldwin in danger?

I have no reason to believe Lauren is in danger.

I swear to you.

"No reason to believe" isn't good enough, Cooper.

If anything happens that girl,

I'm getting you and your partner disbarred.

Jenny, please. You know the rules.

You know I can't answer that question directly.

Then that's the answer.

Get the hell out.

Hold on, can we at least... Can we talk about this?

Students, listen up. Time to get right to it.

Professor Milgram?

Truth can be a tricky thing when it comes to ethics.

Scholars have debated for centuries whether it's ever

morally justifiable to withhold the truth.

You mean to lie?

Well, that's another way of saying it.

I mean, of course there are times it's okay to lie.

Excellent point, Ms. Carmichael.

Said the liars.

I... mother... you know what?

I'ma just withhold that

'cause I'm on my mental health shit right now.

And I ain't trying to ruin yours.

I'll just say that all truth is good,

but not all truth is good to hear.

Excellent point you make, Ms. Carmichael.

Now, the thing you have to ask yourselves about the truth

before you say it is, "How would this help me?"

Right?

Hey.

Oh, finally. Davis has the recording.

The one of Lauren?

We have to assume that he played it for Tariq.

I'm sure he has, actually.

Lauren, she's not in class.

And if the truth is not helping you, then...

I'm sorry. It's a... it's a family thing.

What?

Please, uh, continue.

Okay, see, that bitch was definitely lying, right?

- Yes. - Right?

Jesus Christ, Tariq.

You scared me to death.

What are you doing here?

Same thing you are.

Checking on Lauren's absence?

Checking on her safety.

Her safety?

Look, you're not wrong for being afraid for her,

but I'm not the one that she's in danger from.

Who is she in danger from, Tariq?

Certain people that wouldn't want her to speak on the stand.

Something that you should have thought about

before doing this to her.

Lauren was caught with drugs.

I had no hand in that.

You convinced her that a few pills were worth

wearing a fucking wire over.

You knew the rules and you knew

she would have to take the stand.

You can't tell me that you didn't think

you were putting this girl in danger.

I want Lauren to make it out of this alive.

Do you?

There are protective measures in place.

Yet you came running in here.

Look, there's nothing I can do at this point to help her.

Take the stand in her place, Carrie.

Simple.

Jenny Sullivan won't put me on the stand

unless I have relevant evidence, which I don't.

So you'd have to lie.

I'm sure that wouldn't be your first time, would it?

If the jury believe me,

I'll prove that you had a motive to kill Jabari.

You really want to risk conviction to save Lauren?

After what she did?

She did that because you set her up to it.

You know, this whole time knowing you, Professor Milgram,

I thought you always tried to protect your students.

Maybe I was wrong.

I mean, I never thought that you would risk a student's life

for your own personal goals.

I know how you feel about me.

But you and I both know that Lauren is innocent, so...

maybe you'll lie for the right reason this time.

I haven't been to Coney since...

Summer 2009.

Took the kids to the rides.

Remember, Cain was too short for one of them

and he tried to fight that dude?

You remember all of that?

Yeah. 'Cause it was a good day.

We had the hot dogs, walked the boardwalk.

And your outfit that day? Mm-mm.

I will never forget that Baby Phat tracksuit.

Hmm, well, damn, I guess I gotta try to outdo that today.

Please. I'm gonna warm up the whip.

A'ight.

Ma, you got a minute?

We need to talk.

D, what do you need now? I gotta go.

Whatever.

And where you off to?

I'm going to Zeke's game.

Mm-hmm.

♪ Hold up I'm hiding in the bushes ♪

♪ Twelve hit the spot Now I'm hiding in the bushes ♪

♪ I been movin' weight, yeah I been doin' pushes ♪

♪ I been selling dope, yeah I been smokin' kushes ♪

♪ Hold up I'm hiding in the bushes ♪

♪ Sucka tried to touch it So we left him on crutches ♪

♪ Guess somebody's snitchin' Tattle tellin' motherfuckers ♪

♪ Hold up I'm hidin' in the... ♪

Mo, you ready?

♪ Now I'm hiding In the bushes ♪

♪ I been movin' weight, yeah I been doin' pushes ♪

Okay, thank you. I'll-I'll see you upstairs.

Where's Lauren Baldwin?

We got her into protective custody.

She's waiting in judge's chambers

to be called to the stand.

I have court officers with her. She's safe.

She'll never be safe once she takes the stand.

You know this.

Measures are in place, and I need her testimony.

You can't watch her forever.

Look, I am sympathetic to Lauren's exposure here,

but I also need to put this murderer away.

And she's the only witness that can confirm

Tariq had prior knowledge about the Reynolds novel.

No. No, she's not.

I can too.

You heard St. Patrick talk about the book

before Reynolds' death?

Yeah. Absolutely.

Why the hell didn't you say that earlier? Come on.

Ms. Milgram, what is your profession?

I was a prosecutor

at the district attorney's office.

And you had an intimate relationship

with Professor Reynolds, is that right?

On and off, but yes.

Did you two ever discuss

the novel that went on to get him murdered?

He talked about it all the time.

That was the kind of man he was.

But when he told me that Tariq was the source material,

I urged him not to go forward with publishing.

How did he respond?

Well, he told me he had already approached Tariq

about the novel.

And how long had Tariq known

that he was the subject of the novel?

It couldn't have been longer than a day or two.

And when you heard Jabari Reynolds

was dead, what did you think?

I did suspect Tariq

had something to do with the murder.

So why didn't you come forward right away?

I mean, you were the prime suspect

at the beginning of the investigation.

Why not tell the police this information to clear your name?

Well...

I would never harm one of my students

for my own personal gain.

When the police gave me the manuscript, I read it.

It was only then that I knew

Tariq had a motive in this murder.

Thank you.

Ms. Milgram, Jabari Reynolds

wasn't the only person involved in this case

that you were intimately involved with.

Is that true?

I'm not sure I understand.

More specific, okay. No problem.

Do you have a sexual history with the lead investigator

of the case, Kevin Whitman?

O-objection!

Goes to credibility, Your Honor.

Please answer the question, Ms. Milgram.

Well, that was many years ago.

- Yes or no? - Yes.

How about with me?

Excuse me?

Do we or do we not have... a similar history?

Well, yes...

And we've already established

your intimate time with the deceased.

How about the second suspect in this case?

Someone that also happens to be one of your students as well,

Ezekiel Cross?

That's true, yes.

What is Stansfield's policy about professors

and students fraternizing?

- It's strictly forbidden. - Why?

Um, because the power dynamic is lopsided.

A student may feel that he or she has no choice

but to submit

to the professor's sexual demands.

And you said you'd never harm one of your students

for your own personal gain.

Sounds like you had plenty of personal gain right under Zeke.

I mean, his nickname is "Freaky Zekey."

- Your Honor! - Withdrawn.

Let me ask, Ms. Milgram,

how many lies have you told to cover up your relationship

with Zeke Cross or Jabari Reynolds

or Kevin Whitman?

Or with me?

♪ ♪

I... I'm not lying about Tariq.

Of course you are.

How long do you think you'll be employed

at Stansfield after today, Ms. Milgram, hmm?

If I were you, I'd start working on my résumé.

No further questions.

Not gonna lie, Mo.

I'm surprised you skipped Zeke's game for this.

That boy's gonna have plenty more.

It's been too long. We needed this.

Oh, I agree 100%.

I just wasn't sure you felt the same way.

I wasn't ready when you came home.

It was too big of a change.

But I see we have time together now.

So what's your plan? Long term.

What's our plan?

You've been three steps ahead your whole life, Mo.

Come on. I know you got bigger plans.

Even Diana seems to think so too.

Well, right now I'm just trying to...

be in the moment with you.

That's my plan.

A'ight.

You about to go to war or some shit?

If you gotta stop and prepare for war when it starts,

you've already lost.

Now what the fuck did I tell you

about staying out of there?

You told me to find that strap you like.

- Mm-hmm. - I think it's over here.

The fuck?

It's a power outage. Chef, go check it out.

- Cane, that's you. - Did I fuckin' ask Cane?

Trouble in paradise?

Yeah, trust me, this right here is pretty fucking far

from my paradise.

Go.

Boss! They're hitting the stash!

What? Who?

Hel...

♪ ♪

Where the fuck's the product?

Guap swore the stash is here.

Someone's trying to rob me; let's roll.

They said no one can leave 'til the power's back on.

Yeah, let them try and stop me.

Hey. What's up?

Nothing. Nothing.

Nah, it's something. I wanna know.

I don't know, man, this power outage

just feels like something I did at GTG once.

Hmm. Come on.

You know, not to blow up the whole,

uh, stakeout vibe but, um, just an FYI,

I gotta get this back to my mom's space

by, like, 8:00-ish.

You think we'll be done by then?

So we ready or what?

Oh, for you girl, I'm always ready.

We just need to wait for them to leave.

You handle everything on your end?

Cutting power was the easy part.

Hard part's coming up.

All right, as long as you keep those cameras off.

They will be.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

What?

Is there a problem at the hangar?

Lost a few more homeys.

But the bag's secure. Lito'll drop it off.

♪ Back up, back up Back up, back up ♪

All right. Let's move.

♪ Back up, back up Back up, back up ♪

♪ Back up, back up Back up, back up ♪

♪ Back up, back up Back up, back up ♪

Automatic doors.

Thanks, Mom.

♪ A-a-another step And I'm gonna act up ♪

♪ I'ma need you to back up ♪

I've been looking for you everywhere.

- How can I help you, sir? - How can I help you?

The power is down.

We're aware. It's being fixed as we speak.

Okay, I don't think you understand.

My PS5? Not working.

We have slightly larger concerns at the moment.

Okay, well, I'm an e-athlete,

and your only concern at the moment

should be the giant lawsuit I'm about to hit you with

for the hundreds of thousands I'm losing

because you idiots overloaded the grid.

Let-let me go check on an ETA for you, all right?

You do that.

♪ Hell is you thinkin ♪

♪ I'll jump in the Lincoln ♪

♪ And leave your ass Leaking immediately ♪

♪ Show up this evening And wait till you sleeping ♪

♪ Then wrap you up nice And neat in them sheets ♪

♪ Kick the door open I'm scanning for motion ♪

♪ I'm just tryna make All my pockets obese ♪

♪ Don't want the coochie I just want the luchi ♪

♪ So me and all of my poochies Can eat ♪

♪ Might rob 2 Chainz For his loose change ♪

♪ Take his boo thang Out to PF Chang's and ♪

♪ Wait a minute... ♪

Oh, thank God, I need your help.

We're working on the power, ma'am.

I'm gonna switch on the backup gen...

No, my grandma slipped and fell when the power went off,

and I can't get a signal.

- Oh, no, kid, let me go call... - No, no. No, no.

I think the phones are down.

Please come on. I think she broke her hip.

- Hold on, I just need to... - Now!

♪ I'ma need you To back up ♪

♪ I'ma need you To back up... ♪

I was wrong about you Tejadas, man.

I used to not fuck with you, but y'all are out here

pulling off heists, getting Lorenzo out early.

Like, y'all are really out here, man.

Plus putting me and my boys on after all we've been through.

That's love, bro.

Yeah man, you a part of the team, man.

G-O-D.

♪ The flow is hot I got you shocked ♪

♪ Come-come from off the top ♪

♪ You know I be smarter Than Spock... ♪

This way.

Ah, shit, one second.

♪ Can't keep up ♪

- ♪ You too slow ♪ - ♪ Top ♪

♪ You just watch ♪

And I been hearing Lorenzo

talk about "Dru's next."

That's what's up, man. CEO shit.

You know, I'm on that same energy right now, too, bro.

Matter of fact...

I meant to give you this little token of respect.

That all?

I got your back up there, bro.

We took some casualties but laid out

most of these sorry motherfuckers.

How the hell did they find this location?

Still working on that.

And boss, they got away with the shipment.

Fuck.

Looks like it was GTG.

Is that your expert fucking opinion, Chef, hmm?

Why don't you get your ass back to the apartment?

Go load up those straps. We about to ride out.

- I'll roll with Chef. - No, no, no. You stay here.

We need to keep all our bases covered until I'm done.

- Where you going? - Hunting.

It took what happened outside the club

for me to see you as gangster as Cane is, you know.

Hey, Guap, thanks for the grill, but the money,

that shit was mine anyways.

- Cane put you up to this? - No.

This shit just for me.

Ah, we've been here before, Dru.

- Huh? Huh? - You ain't got it in you.

You ain't got it in you, Drusito.

Where the hell is everyone?

♪ Play your position ♪

♪ When them other hoes Get out of order ♪

♪ When you wanna Give me that? ♪

♪ You purchase A plane ticket ♪

What's up?

Right.

I got you.

Update from boss man?

Not for you; for me.

Hey, make sure you account

for every last ounce those snakes took.

Copy.

♪ Thumbin' Through my contacts ♪

♪ Bout to call One of my hos up ♪

♪ Then I met you, kicked game ♪

♪ And followed you To the breakfast spot ♪

♪ Fucked you Like I married you ♪

♪ That night Up in the Marriott ♪

♪ Screaming like you got Your cherry popped ♪

♪ Fuckin' Switchin' up positions ♪

♪ Thought this shit Would never stop ♪

♪ Motherfuck an intermission Damn ♪

♪ Here we go again ♪

♪ Chill off in your Crib and have a thing ♪

♪ Probably make it stank Or something ♪

♪ Girl, you like my... Married you ♪

♪ That night Up in the Marriott ♪

♪ Screaming like you got Your cherry popped ♪

♪ Fuckin' Switchin' up positions ♪

♪ Thought this shit Would never stop ♪

♪ Motherfuck an intermission Damn ♪

♪ Damn, damn, damn, damn ♪

♪ Damn, damn Damn, damn ♪

♪ Damn, damn, damn, damn ♪

♪ Damn, damn, damn, damn ♪

♪ Damn, damn Damn, damn, damn ♪

Smoke 'em!

Here we go again!

Yo, Chef! Chef!

Hey Chef, where you at?

Why you yelling like the goddamn police?

Yo, we need to pack up this shit.

Help Mecca find GTG.

Man, I just talked to him. He ain't say shit.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You sure? You fucking with me right now?

Guy at the hangar told me,

so I figured I'd come get you first.

That's some weird shit, man.

I'll do it.

Right out GTG's fucking playbook.

Drive.

What the fuck happened to you? Where's Guap?

- Nigga, drive! - Ah, fuck.

Fuck is this?

Conflict diamond or some shit?

I need you to fence that.

You can take your payment out of it.

The lady this was made for is sure gonna be upset.

She'll be a'ight.

I assume discretion is of the utmost importance.

Discretion is good, yes.

Have some yourself too.

This trial's not over yet,

and Jenny Sullivan will not sleep

until she finds a way to recover

from the I she took today.

That was good.

Getting Carrie to take the stand.

Trying to protect your little girlfriend from me?

I ain't had nothing to do with that.

Looks great, Di.

It don't smell that good.

Actually, smells fantastic.

You should respect the fact

your sister's cooking for us all day.

Well done, mamita.

Thanks, Papi. So where were all y'all today?

You know where Daddy and I went today?

Coney Island.

- You really went? - Yep.

Y'all should come with us next time.

Nah, I had enough Italian ices

to last a lifetime, I'm good.

Ain't no meat in here?

Cane, what the fuck, man? I'm not gonna tell you again.

- Where did you go today, D? - I went to Zeke's game.

- Like I said. - Mm.

Dru, Didn't you go up there today?

I didn't see y'all there.

Yeah, Di, I didn't see you, either.

They didn't let me sit in our regular seats, so...

Oh, I'll call the coach.

Can't have that happen to my baby cousin.

- Who'd you go with? - Bet she went with Tariq.

But that nigga's going to jail,

so you got to find another skinny nigga to cupcake with.

Okay, he's not going to jail.

His professor lied on him and everybody knows it.

- Carrie? - Yeah.

How do you know so much about that, Diana?

Yeah, Diana, how do you know so much about that?

And how do you know so much about

what's going on with Tariq's trial?

Well, to be honest, I know a lot of things.

First, I know Cane sugared the coke

that fucked up our supply.

Fucked up the whole system

just so he could be the connect.

Is that true, Cane?

- It's like that, D? - Yeah.

Cane, is that true?

You fucked up our business so you could be the connect?

Why the fuck would you do something like that?

Because you locked me out, Ma.

You forgot that?

This nigga Tariq let his boy handle your product.

He left it out for anybody to get it,

so I got the motherfucker.

And you used me to get it in front of Ma?

Ding, ding, ding.

You like to have such big ideas, kid,

I gave you one.

So you fucking conned your way into this?

Yeah. I did.

And you runnin' around here thinking what?

This nigga's the idea man?

I should be your right hand, not Dru.

And you're always running your fucking mouth.

Don't raise up on me.

And now you're going against this fucking family.

- Me? - Yeah, you.

You know this nigga ain't clip ol' boy

like he was supposed to?

So Everett's still with us?

Y'all were gonna kill Everett, my teammate?

What the fuck for? You know what?

I don't even want to know. I'm outta here.

I don't want nothin' to do with y'all.

Zeke. Zeke. Zeke.

No, I don't wanna have anything.

Zeke, please. I think you need to stay.

Yeah, Zeke.

She can't let you leave.

You're her whole plan to get out the life.

Diana, stop!

No, shut the fuck up and stop telling me what to do.

Ma's been staging her exit for weeks,

from the game and from you, Papi.

What is she saying, Mo?

Bitch, you got some fucking nerve accusing me

when you been sitting up here lying to my face

- the whole fucking time. - I'm lying?

Pretending to go to Zeke's game when I know

you went to Tariq's trial.

Just like I know you was fucking him

and that's why your ass ran up there

like a fucking groupie.

I knew you was gonna let that nigga hit it.

Tariq?

We raised you better than that, Diana.

I'm not the only one fucking somebody

I ain't supposed to, Ma.

How about the fact that you're fucking some dude named Dante?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Wait, wait, chill, chill!

- She's fucking lying! - Who?

I'm sorry, let me clarify real quick.

I mean Zeke's dad.

What the fuck is she talking about, Mo?

She's a fucking liar! She's a fucking little liar!

That wasn't my dad. That-that-that wasn't my dad.

Right, Auntie?

Jesus Christ, Zeke, what the fuck?

That ain't your fucking auntie. That's your mother.

Mo, what the fuck is she talking about?

♪ ♪

Look at it. Look at it.

You little fucking bitch.

This ain't my birthday. That's the wrong year.

Zeke, when I called the hospital,

they said they didn't have any records

for an Ezekiel Cross born in 2002.

But they for damn sure had one in '98.

Wait, so he's your oldest son, not me?

Zeke, you're not 19. You're 23.

But that means I broke NCAA regulations.

The league's gonna think I lied about my age.

That's gonna fuck up my draft. But I didn't lie.

I didn't lie. You did. You lied!

- Wait, Zeke... - No.

I'ma fuckin' kill you.

Ma, you've been lying to us our whole fucking lives.

I hope you had a good enough reason.

Mo...

so Zeke is your son?

Yes.

And the father?

You should go.

Please pick up, Zeke. Please, baby, pick up.

Why aren't you answering?

Shit.

GTG should've thought

before we ended their whole fucking bloodline.

Product's not here, boss.

Okay.

Well, fellas...

now all we gotta do is take care of the inside man.

- Inside man? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Oh, uh, he was the mole.

In case that was unclear.

You know, Cane, I just didn't think he was that foolish.

But people surprise you every day,

don't they?

Now, get the gear and help me clean this up, kay?

I'm looking for Zeke. Is he here?

I haven't talked to Zeke much lately.

I can't find him anywhere.

I lost my family tonight.

What? How?

I got caught in a lie.

A lifetime's worth, actually.

Well, I can relate.

I lost everything that mattered to me today.

My job, my career, my integrity.

What, because you were fucking Zeke?

You know, if he still has you to come to...

he'll never come back to me.

Dru got in, and I fucking peeled out

like I was Bray Earnhardt Jr.

I had to lose a couple tails. Shit was fucking epic.

Calm down, okay?

Nobody was following us, and you went the speed limit,

His a little soccer mom van goes, like, 60.

65.

Um...

you want to give us a minute, NASCAR?

Wow, again? Okay, whatever, fuck me.

Peace, Tariq.

Light a candle this time.

What's wrong? And don't say nothing, okay?

I can see it all over you.

Thought you said things went well in court.

They did.

But look, don't-don't tell Brayden, but Lauren,

she caught me on the wire.

Wait, Vanessa Huxtable's a rat?

Nah, chill, it's not like that.

I mean, well, I don't think so.

I was able to stop the tape from coming out in court.

You know, as soon as I seen that girl,

I knew she was gonna be a bad influence on you.

Funny thing is, she might say the same exact thing about you.

No, seriously.

Like, when you're with her,

you have to be a version of yourself that you're not.

You know, I never wanted to lie to her, Effie.

You know, I was trying to protect her.

Keep her safe.

Sounds to me like she found a way

to protect herself from you.

I'm sorry, Tariq.

You had the wrong one.

Yeah, I know that now.

So you said the case is going good, right?

I mean...

shit could go either way still.

You know, I mean, right now, it's looking all right.

Hopefully, something works out.

I don't know.

You told me you wasn't trying to get attached.

Yeah, I think it might be too late.

Carrie?

♪ Loyalty, loyalty ♪

♪ A lot of you Don't act accordingly ♪

♪ Life can be smoother Than poetry ♪

♪ Relationships come With a loyal fee, hey! ♪

♪ Chuck a deuce to his face Money involved in play ♪

♪ Blowback gonna Happen today, hey! ♪

♪ Loyalty, loyalty ♪

♪ A lot of you Don't act accordingly ♪

♪ Life can be smoother Than poetry ♪

♪ Relationships come With a loyal fee, hey! ♪

♪ Chuck a deuce to his face Money involved in play ♪

♪ Blowback gonna Happen today, hey! ♪

♪ Don't ask me 'bout nothing 'Cause I won't reply, what ♪

♪ I don't even know What does it take ♪

♪ To get labeled as real ♪

♪ I don't even know ♪

♪ Do you think they'll really Get you a deal ♪

♪ Why? I don't even know ♪

♪ And how were you planning On beating the odds? ♪

♪ I don't even know, hey! ♪

♪ All I know is that I'm paid, paid ♪

♪ Get it and stay Out the way, no ♪

♪ Now a penny go to way Champagne all the time ♪

♪ Oh, could've been there On my side, side ♪

♪ Shot you, how'd you know My life, life ♪

♪ They're gon' get thrown In the sky, boom ♪

♪ Now you're home Just trying to get by ♪

♪ Got a milly but I'm trying to get five ♪

♪ When I touch down I'ma share with the bros ♪

♪ Don't get a cut 'Cause you nigga's done told ♪

♪ Folded quick when you Went down the road ♪

♪ Chuck a deuce to his face Money involved in play ♪

♪ Blowback gonna Happen today, hey! ♪

♪ Loyalty ♪