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Previously on Bad Blood...

I'm gonna count to three.

One, two...

He's dead.

- No, he's not!
- Yeah, he is.

I didn't mean to do that!

He's going to Mexico.

You know what your father
says about fighting.

Next time I see him in jail,
I'll be sure to ask.

- You got kids?
- A son, 14.

Check it out! Thought you might
wanna play with your friends.

No, thanks.

Just because Nats is on the inside

doesn't mean our relationship ends.

- So get him to talk!
- We're done!

I cheated on you, and I got
caught by this detective,

and she told me if didn't tell
her stuff, she would tell you.

- What did you say to her?
- Just about the fentanyl.

- Hey! Hey! Hey!
- Keep your mouth shut!

Teresa and I, we want to know

why it is that you have not
expanded into fentanyl.

We wanna talk to you
about the fentanyl business.

I want you to get distribution
up and running.

Serena's family runs an escort service

out of a massage parlour downtown.

And together they run
a string of dealers in the schools,

bring in 200 grand a month.

If they can't follow through
with what we need,

they will be easy enough to replace.

You're in the middle of a war here.

Our deal with you is over.

Maybe you should walk away.

Just leave it all.

In any business,
there are good times and bad.

But in my business, you never look back.

You bury the bodies and you move on.

My man, I always count on you
for the good shit!

There's more coming down
the line. I got you all covered.

With the cartel in the past,

now I had to get things
up and running again.

If I didn't, the twins would take over

the market and Montreal.

So I turned to old sources to
keep a steady supply coming in

from New York up to Rose's reserve,

which worked as smooth
as she said it would.

Vitamin C.

That's 90% pure. Perfect. Unload!

Her brother Twix ran
the shipments with his guys

through the reserve across
the river, back up to Quebec.

Liam, why are you so grumpy?

You've got a full head of hair.

You're somewhat handsome.
Business is good.

I even think you've grown an inch,

unless you've got lifts on,
you sneaky bugger!

Next time, we meet close to me.

I hate driving out to this
dump in the middle of nowhere.

Reggie wasn't doing great
after what happened on the boat,

but I didn't have time to babysit.

Shelley was watching the Cosoletos
to track down the twins for me

and I was keeping
that money train running.

(CELL DINGING)

Things are gonna be moving fast.

I've got another load coming in a week.

Keep that phone on 24/7.

This is not 20 keys.

No, it's not, but I got
another shipment lined up.

You'll get the other 10 and more.

Good.

Merci beaucoup!

You did good. No hassles.

Everything worked exactly
the way you said it would.

As long as you remember one thing:

you do every run like it's your first.

When's our next run?

Declan, you know
I've always trusted you,

but ever since that cop disappeared,

I've got Port Authority
crawling all over the place.

There's undercover cops here 24/7.

You can't bring anything through here.

It's all gonna pass.
And when it does, we got a deal.

Of course we do.

But they're all over the place.

My hands are tied.

(CELL BEEPING)

Nice dahlias.

(CHUCKLING)

You know your flowers?

Ah, when I was inside,
there was this guy, Ernesto,

350 pounds, from El Salvador,

huge anger-management issues.

But I knew Ernesto from the outside.

He did some muscle work for me and Vito.

And I knew he loved his flowers.

So I told the warden:

"Why don't you get a little
plot in the prison yard

so he can garden?"

Ernesto never punched anyone again ever!

Well, I'm sure that earned you a lot
of good favour with the warden.

No, it earned me a lot of
good favour with Ernesto.

When you're inside, you need
a 350-pound El Salvadorian,

not a warden.

I got a new shipment coming soon.

I'm making arrangements now.

Just tell me when. We'll be ready.

OK.

Massage the earth with your hands.

That's what Ernesto told me.

Mm-hmm.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

(MAN): Rose! Twix!

Anybody! Help!

Help!

Rose!

Oh, Wes!

Wes! Wes, wake up! Wake up, Wes!

Oh! No, no, no!

(GASPING)

Wake up, Wes! Wes!

Wes! Please wake up!

(ROSE SOBBING)

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Are you the boy's next of kin?

His dad's in prison. I'm his guardian.

Were you aware he was using drugs?

No.

It's my understanding
the body stays here?

Yeah.

He's never to be left alone.

I'm sorry for your loss.

(CRYING)

This is all my fault.
I should've known he was using.

Did you know?

No.

I offered him a joint once,
but he didn't want any.

Go to the centre.
I need you to be with Wes.

Where are you going?

To see Bobby.

Sorry for your loss.

So sorry, Rose.

He was doing coke!

The cops told me that someone
put fentanyl in the drugs.

Who would do that?
Who would put poison in drugs?

(WHISPERING): Yeah.

Everything stops.

Nothing moves through here.

The drugs, nothing.

Not until we find out
who did this to Wes.

(WHISPERING): Yeah.

Plans have changed.

The reservation is now shut down.

We have to drive it all
across the border now.

- It's risky, eh?
- That's right!

You're gonna need 3 trucks,
hidden compartments.

Each truck goes through

a separate border crossing, all right?

If one gets stopped, we still
got 2 more, minimize our risk.

Three trucks, 3 drivers,
triple the cost.

No problem.
Your best drivers, all right?

It's gonna go smooth.

If anyone gets busted,
I'll handle the payouts.

No matter what,
gotta keep things moving.

That's more than enough.

All right?

Can you believe this?

Eight fentanyl overdoses
over the weekend in Hamilton.

You know, I heard on the radio, too,

there was a couple kids
they found at a reserve.

Didn't I tell you?
It's only gonna get worse.

It's a goddamn disaster!

Hey! How's it going?

Pop, you catch the game last night?

The game? You ever read
a goddamn newspaper?

All these dead kids. You think
that fentanyl came from us?

Teresa and Christian said
we'd have to make some adjustments.

Adjustments?

I don't think dead kids
are an adjustment, Luca.

They're gonna set up
a task force for this.

The word "dead" and "kids,"
they should never go together.

We're shutting it down.

- You can't do that.
- We're out.

- Pop, you can't shut this down!
- Excuse me?

You put me in charge, remember?

You said this was my thing.

Yeah, that was before
we started killing children.

Children, Luca!

What will you tell Teresa and Christian?

Who are you gonna listen to?
Them or your father?

Pop!

Addicts OD.

This stuff happens, OK?

You can't shut this down for this.

It'll blow over.

OK. Pay attention.

This, this isn't just about business.

These cops are gonna
shake down everybody.

Junkies, dealers, corner boys.

This is now politics, not business.

I need you to listen to me.

Hey, look at me.

We lost one son already.
We lost one son.

We're not doing it again.

Mm-hmm, well, I can handle this, OK?

Hey, you listen to him.
He's your father.

End of the story here, Luca.

Go to the store, count the
receipts from last night.

Come on!

(GUARD ON PA, INDISTINCT)

I heard about your boy,

about his tragic death.

I can't imagine.

My condolences, Bobby.

(DOOR OPENING)

(KEYS JINGLING)

Bobby, you got a visitor.

It's your sister.

(DOOR OPENING)

He, uh, he says he doesn't wanna see you

and you shouldn't come back.

(SIGHING)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Hey, Reg?

Hey!

Hey, sunshine!

Hey, wanna get something to eat?

No, I'm not hungry, thank you.

We gotta get you cooking again.

What did you do all day?

- Did you get out?
- No, not today. No.

You taking your meds?

Maybe we gotta get you something else.

I got a doctor you can go see.

No, it's fine.

No, it's not fine, Reggie.

That wasn't your fault.

You ever killed anyone before?

♪

You gotta put that out of your mind.

Tell yourself it was someone
else who did that, not you.

That was me, though.

It's me!

His clothes, they were
just piled on his floor.

Hey, you don't have to do that now.

- I have to do something.
- It's OK.

Let's sit.

(SIGHING)

When you were a teenager,

could anyone stop you from doing
whatever you wanted to do?

- No.
- No.

But I didn't die.

I have to ask you,
your product, is it clean?

You let me into your home.

I always test my product, Rose.

I would never, ever cut my stuff

with anything lethal.

Just wouldn't do it.

Bobby trusted me
to take care of his son.

I wanna find out who did this to him.

Then what?

What are you gonna do?
It's never one person.

What are you gonna do, kill every
drug dealer up and down the line?

No, someone decided to
lace that shit with fentanyl,

and I wanna find them.

You got Wes's phone?

Yeah.

He was attached to that thing.

I should've taken it away.

You know the password?

1-2-1-2.

I was paying for it,
had to know the password.

Cinnamon Girl, do you know who that is?

- No.
- He met her at 2:00 a.m. last night.

- Let's call her.
- Hey, hey, hey! You don't call.

Go to settings,

then you go to location services,

you scroll,

and it tells you where he was.

I'm gonna help you find who did this.

Let's start by finding Cinnamon Girl.

How you doing?

(CHRISTIAN): So, what are we doing here?

You take us to go fishing?

(CHUCKLING)

Ah, I appreciate you 2 guys coming here.

I just need, like,
a moment of your time.

First, let's talk about Declan.

He's still selling drugs.

I want to know how he's getting them in,

and why is it that we
have not found him yet?

I got people and they're looking
under rocks, over rooftops.

We'll find him.

And as to how he's bringing in drugs,

carrier pigeon or donkey,
I don't know that.

I don't know. That's not why
I brought you guys here.

We're gonna shut down this
fentanyl stuff. It's too hot.

Now's not the time.

I assume this is
because of the headlines?

Yeah, the speeches from the mayor,

the police commissioner, the premier.

You know your stuff's not ready.
I think you guys know that.

I told you there
are always some obstacles

to work out in production.

I just don't think you
jeopardize an entire family

over something like this.

You know, you don't...
you don't do that.

Are you just worried
about your son? Hmm?

Or maybe it's something more personal.

- Like what?
- Well, it's not easy to let go,

and you have been doing things
a certain way for a long time,

and this is new, foreign.

Hmm...

You two sold a product
that brought the heat.

I'm just putting out the fire.

Look, I know it's not easy
admitting you're wrong

when you guys have been,
you know, right for so long,

but sometimes that's just how it goes.

What does Luca say about this?

Luca answers to me.

(CAR BEEPING)

(SECURITY DOOR BUZZING)

(LOCK CLICKING, DOOR OPENING)

(KEYS JINGLING)

(WHISPERING): Nats!

(CHUCKLING)

Ah!

(SIGHING)

Don't.

(CHOKED UP): I'm sorry.

- I just wanna take you home.
- I know.

I know, but don't worry, OK?

I'm OK. How's Valentina doing?

Coping... sort of.

Yeah, I try to take the kid
whenever I can

to give her a break.

I need to ask you
to do something for me.

Anything!

I need you to promise
that you will protect her,

that you will take care of her.

Of course I'll take care of her!

Not just money, Pop.

I need you to swear on Ma's grave

that no matter what happens,

you will protect her and Adamo.

'Cause I'm gone now,

and he needs her.

So I need you to swear.

You listen to me.

I swear...

I will protect her and
Adamo no matter what.

Thank you.

Wow!

There's not a word
about Val talking to us.

He's protecting her.

Yeah. You're not surprised?

Nats understands that if
he says anything, she's dead,

even if it's his wife.

The family couldn't let a snitch live.

So, what are you thinking?

We might have some leverage here.

I love diners like this.

I mean, there's hardly
any of them around anymore.

Every time a diner closes in Montreal,

it's like the whole
neighbourhood suffers,

like we lose a generation.

- My dad used to take me here.
- Really?

Ah, he'd order the hamburger steak.

Can't believe this place is still open.

They used to have jukeboxes
at the tables.

Can you imagine that now,

every table playing its own music loud?

We're dating ourselves.

Ah, come on, you're a baby, if that.

I like this place.

Why don't you buy it, keep it around?

No, I have enough on my plate.

Why are you helping me?

Because I want to.

Because losing someone like
that, you never really get over.

(DOOR OPENING)

You know, I gotta tell you,

My little sister, Reggie's mom,

she was 18 when she OD'd.

We were little kids. Foster care.

We always got separated.

I didn't see her for years.

And when I finally found her,
she, uh, she was a junkie.

Before I could help her, she was dead.

I was a very angry young man,

And, uh, losing her was like a...

like a robbery.

She was all I had left

after having less than nothing before.

Took me a long time to get over that.

You think going after someone
would've made you feel better?

- Yeah.
- Hmm...

- Would you, uh, like some more coffee?
- Yeah!

That's good.

- Ma'am?
- No, thanks.

OK.

Bob, I'm going on my break.

(DOOR OPENING, CLOSING)

Wanna get some air?

(DOG BARKING)

Cinnamon Girl!

You scared the heck out of me!

Favourite song or girlfriend?

Hey, look, man, I got
10 minutes for a smoke break.

If you want something, go back
inside and ask the cook, OK?

You got a pretty lucrative side business

going on in there, huh? Nice!!

I don't know what you're talking about.

We're not cops.

Oh, I can tell that!

You sold some drugs last night

to a kid named Wes, right?

Ah, I don't know any kids.

He OD'd, you piece of shit!

Right?

I'm sorry to hear that.
Look, I gotta get back inside.

Nah, we're just talking.

Bug off, all right?

(GROANING)

(COUGHING)

- Hey! Hey! You cut your own stuff?
- No! No! Get... get off me, man!

- Who cut your stuff?
- I don't know what you're talking about!

- Do you cut your stuff?
- Answer him!

Easy! Easy! Easy!

Take it easy, all right? Hang on!

That batch you're selling,
it was cut with fentanyl.

Dump it!

Oh! She... she said it was
gonna be different.

- Who's she?
- I didn't know.

- What's her name?
- I'm not telling you any more!

- Come on, who is she?
- Oh God!

(GROANING)

Stop it! Get off me!

Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up.

OK, listen to me.

Cinnamon Girl, listen to me.

I feel like I'm getting to know you now.

Trust me, you do not
wanna get to know me.

Tell me everything.
Names, places, people, times.

OK. OK, OK.

Her name is Serena.

She's 5'6". She's a redhead.

She runs... she runs a massage
parlour up in Hamilton.

- A massage parlour?
- Yeah.

In Ontario?

I go up there once a month

to make... to make a pickup.

There you go, Cinnamon. Thank you.

Come on, Rose. We're going to Hamilton.

(GROANING)

I really hate these places.

I don't know.

Being able to scratch an itch
without any bullshit...

sounds pretty good to me.

It's a service economy,
and I'm a busy woman.

All right.

No! No, no, no!

Where is Declan getting
his product, hmm?

How is he getting it in?

Bella, you are smoking too much.

Why don't you go for a run?

You'll feel better.

No, we need to see who in
Montreal we can get on our side.

(CELL DINGING)

Luca wants to meet.

I just scheduled a massage.

Why don't you just go.

He just wants to see you anyway.

Hey, diner guy said redhead. Let's go.

Wait, I've seen her before.

From Shelley's surveillance pics.

Shut the door.

That's her.

And that is Luca Cosoleto.

He's who we're going after.

Hello, Luca!

Where's Christian?

Attending to other matters.

Did you just wanna see me alone?

You asked to see me.

Come on!

You like me a little.

(CHUCKLING)

- How was your date?
- You're a good consigliere.

- I give it to you.
- Mm-hmm.

So, what do you want to talk about?

Pop says we're out,
OK, but I'm still in.

Really?

I understand where he's coming from.

You know, he's just got a lot
on his plate right now, OK?

It's easier for him to put the
freeze on this type of stuff.

But I know this is too big to drop.

I'm never in favour of
going behind anyone's back.

Neither am I, OK? But I know my father.

Right now, with Nats,
this mess with Declan,

getting used to you two,

trust me, if I push him too hard,

he'll never wanna hear from it again.

So I think we keep moving, OK?

Once he sees the kind of
money it's gonna bring in,

he'll turn around.

I think you should stand
by your father's decision.

Hey! I'm not gonna miss
out on this, Teresa.

If I'm out, you're gonna
find someone else.

- I will?
- So I'm in.

You want it, it's yours.

- Luca?
- Yeah.

I need you to do
a little research for me.

We need more allies in Montreal.

This is obviously a drug exchange.

Moms and housewives, it's a good cover.

Where's he picking up?

Where's it being made?
I want the production house.

I saw him pick up those bags
in a residential area.

But he parked and walked through
some backyards and alleys.

I stayed with her until he came back,

so I don't know the exact house.

Let's go after him.

- No.
- Why not?

Why not? 'Cause he's nothing.
He's a nobody.

He's just following orders.

Remember what we talked about?

Teresa and Christian are who you want.

Vinnie Barbarino here, he's just there

to help us get close to them.

How do we get him to go back there?

Supply and demand.

Hey, Cinnamon! Hey, hey!

Hey, come on, let me go.

I told you what you
wanted to know, all right?

You did, thank you. We got
a good thing going on here.

Now, I need you to place an order.

I can't do that.
It's not the right time.

Besides I don't order that much.

Oh, tell her it's spring break!

Tell her demand is high.

We need it now, and we need a lot.

I'll cover the cost,

and when you get it, you burn it.

OK, all right.

Spring break.

That's it!

So, how is Declan bringing in the supply

that he's selling to you?

It ain't the port.
That's shut down for now.

I don't know.

Most likely he's doing it
old school, over the border.

Quality seems to match what
he used to get out of Chicago.

Hmm...

Well, we want you to only buy from us.

No more Declan. Shut him out.

Now, uh, I got no love for Declan.

But when I need product,

I want a deal.

We'll cut the going rate.
That's not a problem.

Just get to it, man.

What do you really want, huh?

What would make this irresistible?

The port.

My people had been controlling
the port for decades

until that bastard came along.

I want it back.

We will get the port for you.

And the next time you see Declan,

you kill him.

Right!

Well done, Luca.

What's next?

Does your family have
contacts at border control?

Of course. Why?

Well, you heard what he said.

For the next month, we have to make sure

that every truck crossing the US
border to Montreal is searched.

Nothing, and I mean nothing,
gets through.

That's gonna cost a bundle.

It's practically free

compared to what we will be
making on the other side.

Well, consider it done.

After you.

(GARAGE DOOR WHIRRING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

Hi, Enzo.

- I don't know you.
- Nellie Bullock, RCMP.

- Could we talk for a few minutes?
- No.

It's about your son.

- (NATS): You didn't mess up.
- (VAL): I cheated on you.

- You what?
- I cheated on you,

and I got caught by this detective,

and she told me if
I didn't tell her stuff,

she would tell you.

Hey, what did you say to her?

Nothing, honestly...

You get off listening to
people's private conversations?

I'm thinking Nats doesn't trust you.

(CHUCKLING)

My son trusts me.

Really? He didn't tell you
that his wife was cheating.

He didn't tell you
that his wife was snitching.

I wonder what else he hasn't told you.

Are we done? 'Cause I'm done.

I know everything, about the kidnapping,

how Teresa and Christian are
muscling you all into fentanyl.

I run a banquet hall.
Weddings, baby showers...

Look, let's cut the act.

I know who you are. You know what I am.

I'm not going after you.

I'm here to make you an offer.

Say the word, and I put
your grandson and Valentina

in witness protection.

You promised Nats.
You swore you'd protect them.

Then tell us everything you know
about Teresa and Christian.

Give me enough to indict them.
Protect your family.

It's a win-win.

Or I could play the tape
for your brother, Domenic.

How much longer do you think
Adamo is gonna have a mother

when the rest of them
find out that she's a rat?

What's your name again?

Nellie Bullock.

Well, Nellie Bullock...

kiss my ass!

You too, nimrod!

Get the hell out of my house!

Come on, let's go. Get out!

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(SIGHING)

(CELL BUZZING)

I'm gonna take this.

- Yeah?
- My trucks can't get through.

What are you talking about?

They dialled up security
to 10 at all the crossings.

I never seen anything like it.
They got sniffer dogs.

They're making
every single truck unload.

It's backed up for miles.

- Why?
- Something's going on.

So I checked with a guy I know
that works at the border.

This is gonna go on for weeks.
No end date.

- Highest priority, drug confiscations.
- Damn it!

Yeah, well, when you get
the reserve back open,

let me know, 'cause we can't
do it like this.

Sure.

(CELL BEEPING)

What's going on?

(CELL BUZZING)

Hang on, hang on.

Talk to me.

Luca Cosoleto.

I got him, and their production house.

- It's a church.
- Good!

You know what to do.

That was Shelley.

She found it, their production house.

(SIGHING)

Good!

The wait's almost over.

Hi, I need to report something
to the organized crime division.

Can I ask you ladies to stay
here for minute, if that's OK?

- OK.
- Cool.

That's a hell of a bust!

Yeah.

I was expecting a little more
"ra-ra, drop the mic" attitude.

An anonymous tip called in
directly to our division

telling us that this is
a Cosoleto operation?

This isn't a concerned citizen.

You get a tip like this,
it's from a competitor.

Like who?

Who are the Cosoletos at war with?

Declan.

Well, I don't know.

He probably would've
blown up the place, no?

Either way, this'll buy you
some points with the captain.

OK, right now a gangster is running

a better investigation than we are.

That should piss you off.

Not much other than
the equipment in there.

I found this.

Check it for prints. Thanks.

Go ahead, call the captain.

Give him the good news.

(CHRISTIAN): How did this happen?

How would I know?
We weren't even involved.

Luca, when is the last time
you were at the church?

About 2:00 in the morning.

Luca, wait a minute.
You went back there?

Why did you go back there?
There wasn't a scheduled pickup.

Serena called for an extra order.

Yeah, double her usual numbers.

I wanted to cash in. It makes sense, no?

And it never occurred to
you that it was a setup?

No.

When one of your distributors

has a sudden variation in numbers,

that's a red flag, not a gift.

When something like this happens,

we eliminate everyone involved.

We don't take chances.

Now, here's the thing.

Nobody's gonna touch my son.
You understand?

You're not gonna talk about it.
You're not gonna think about it.

I'm sure your father
would feel the same.

Hmm...

Luca is fine.

But you, you are back in the
distribution business with us.

You will listen to our
every word and direction.

And if not, well,
we can revisit this matter.

- Pop, let me explain.
- Shut up!

Enzo, what are you doing here?

Is Adamo with your mother?

Yeah, like every Wednesday night.

Why you let that drunk
watch over my grandson,

I'll never understand.

Enzo, stop.
I don't wanna talk about this.

No, but you like to talk, don't you?

You talked to the cops.

(UTENSILS CLATTERING)

You talked to the cops!

- Enzo, I'm sorry.
- Shut up, you're sorry!

"Sorry" is not what I wanna
hear from you right now.

You tell me what you said,
every goddamn word!

Nothing, just what Nats told me.

Do I know what Nats told you?

Tell me what you said.

- Tell me what you said!
- Fentanyl.

Just that they want you
to get into fentanyl.

- Oh, "they"?
- That's it.

So you told them about
Teresa and Christian.

(WHISPERING): Goddammit!

(SIGHING)

What did Nats tell you?

Nats didn't say anything.

He didn't say anything

because he wants his son
to have a mother.

It's that cop who came to me. To me!

Do you understand what you've done?

The whole family could
get locked up, everyone!

I told that witch to go
to hell! I swear to God!

- Please Enzo...
- Oh yeah, "please"!

Sorry?

You weren't so sorry when you were
screwing that sciocco, were you?

OK, that wasn't right. It wasn't right.

But you're not in our marriage.
You don't know what it's like.

- (SLAPPING TABLE)
- A person's allowed to be unhappy.

I know what it means to talk
to the cops. I'm not stupid.

But you don't get to crucify me

for not being a perfect wife
for 5 minutes!

Oh, you think any marriage is perfect?

My wife, God rest her soul,

was a pain in my ass
every day of her life,

but I never screwed around on her.

I never screwed around on her!

- Well, aren't you the saint!
- Shut up!

(SIGHING)

Are you gonna tell Domenic?

I promised my son
that I would protect you.

And I'm keeping that promise,

for Adamo, nothing else!

If that cop comes to you again,
you shut up and tell me.

If anyone asks about this,
you play stupid.

OK.

I love Nats, OK? I do.

I was just going through
a really hard time and...

I don't care why you did it.

You did it.

Nothing else matters.

(SIGHING)

(DOOR SLAMMING)

That was a very nice service.

I was talking to one of your neighbours.

Lisa?

The one whose son is a friend of Wes's.

She was telling me

she lost her job over this past year,

and money's tight.

But every week,

she'd find a bag
of groceries on her porch.

From Wes!

I know you think
you didn't know that boy,

but that's who he was.

That's the kind of man he was becoming.

Be proud of that.

I wanna destroy those bastards,

every last one of them,

and we gotta have money to do it.

Bring it through.

- (SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)
- (BOAT HORN BLARING)

Aw, shit!

Hey, listen, we put a
freeze on everything here.

We know.

But we wanted to talk
to you about the Irish.

We think it's time
they stepped in again.

You know my situation.

I already told you. I have no say.

Yes, you do.

Or else we will have to
involve your wife, Alison,

and your daughter,
Patricia, in all of this.

That won't be pleasant for anyone.

You touch them, I will kill you.

You will work with the Irish.

You will call Declan and you will
tell him that he's no longer welcome.

We don't say things twice.

The twins came to the port again.

- Yeah.
- They're pressing hard.

They threatened my wife and my daughter.

They want you out, and they wanna
to put the Irish back in place.

So, you tried to get the port back, huh?

(LAUGHING)

Well, well, look who's here!

The ghost of Christmas past.

(BODY THUDDING)

Ho! Ho! Ho!

(♪ Black to Gold by Dear Rouge ♪

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

Beautiful!

(DOORBELL RINGING)

♪ We came too far
to be looking back... ♪

The bust will barely cause a dent.

They'll have another up
and running in no time.

But these people, you gotta hit 'em,

keep 'em off balance.

It rattles them.

♪ And we were frozen in our steps ♪

♪ But the light gave us a breath ♪

♪ Vision changed from black to gold... ♪

Enzo promised his son

that he would protect
Valentina no matter what.

But Domenic, Domenic's old school.

He can't let a rat live under his roof.

♪ Clouds above us clearing ♪

♪ There's movement in the stillness ♪

♪ Our hearts will beat the sound ♪

♪ So we're raising our voice together ♪

♪ No way we're standing down... ♪♪

I know these people.

It's all about family.

They chant it like a mantra.

The only way we win...

is to get them to rip themselves
apart from the inside.

Good work getting that
recording to Domenic.

I'm not sure how this is gonna turn out,

but this is where it starts.

(BEEPING)

- (NATS): You didn't mess up.
- (VAL): I cheated on you.

- (NATS): You what?
- I cheated on you,

and I got caught by this detective,

and she told me if
I didn't tell her stuff,

she would tell you.

Hey, what did you say to her?

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That lighter, it's Teresa's.

Dust it for prints.
You'll match it to hers.

You'll get yourselves a warrant.

We're not touching her.

Enzo, if this was anybody else but Val,

it would already be done.

We're not touching her.

Your son killed somebody,

and he did that because you sell drugs,

and you beat people up and God
knows what else for a living!

That's why!

I wanted to see what
kind of a person you are.

- And what kind am I?
- Just like me.

The kind that likes to win.