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Previously on Your Honor...

The matter of
The State of Louisiana

v. Eugene Jones
is called to order.

All that matters now

is that you walk out of here

with your freedom.

[Little Mo] You say when
it comes to Desire,

it's all in or all out.

You haven't been all in
for a while.

See, I may give up
Desire one day, but...

ain't a motherfucker that's
gonna take that shit from me.

Everything I got I fought for.

I bled for.

But I need you
to love all of me, too.

[explosion]

[Fia]
It was a gas leak?

It's got nothing to do with me.

If you choose to do nothing now,

what makes you so different?

I have nowhere else to go.

You may find that you do
belong someplace.

Even if it's not the place
you've always been.

Whatever you tell me,
it'll be okay.

But if I find out
that you lied to me,

you will never see me again.

All right.

Are you responsible for the
death of the Jones family?

It was a gas leak.

Okay. I should tell you

I spoke with
an assistant U.S. attorney.

So whatever it is you are doing

with the Calabri family,
you need to stop.

They are watching
everything you do.

[Charlie]
We got a problem.

Jimmy Baxter just
called off the deal.

The entire development
is being scrapped.

The State moves to amend
the witness list.

I would like to add a name.

Michael Desiato.

Lee?

The prosecution wants
you to testify.

What would you have me do?

Lie.

I can't do that.

Don't be the one to send
Eugene away for life.

Just keep me out
of that courtroom.

[Rocco fussing]

[Rocco cooing]

I didn't know what to keep
and what to give away.

Yeah. It must have been hard.
So, thank you.

Oh, wow.

Oh, my God.
These are amazing.

Did Adam actually wear these?

Yeah. Well, before
they were bronzed.

[laughs]

Wow.

[Elizabeth]
They're so tiny.

What's that?

[smacks lips, stammers]

[Fia]
Mariano Rivera?

He was a relief pitcher
for the Yankees.

He was Adam's favorite player.

He was the greatest
closer of all time.

Rocco.

Rocco, look.
[gasps]

[Lee]
State has one more witness.

[Eugene]
What does it even matter?

Everybody says they saw me.

[Lee] What the prosecution
has put forth

are eight people who were at a
party celebrating Carlo Baxter

getting away with murder.

Eight cross-racial
identifications.

None of the eight people

actually claim to have seen
the gun being shot.

And what about these?

Concede nothing to these
people. You hear me?

All we need is one juror,
one person to care enough,

to sympathize with what
you've been through,

and regardless of what may
or may not have happened,

to understand that you
do not belong in prison.

You just need to convince
one person.

[sighs]

Eighteen months of work

and Jimmy Baxter just decides

to pull the plug
at the final hour?

What the fuck?

It's not you.

It's not. There's something
about this city.

It's designed to ensure
its problems never get solved.

But we can't stop trying.

Oh, I don't want to stop trying.

The question is: Will they
give me another shot?

I mean, they transferred me once
before, they could do it again.

Yes, they can, Nancy.

First, it was New York
to New Orleans.

Now it'll probably
be New Orleans to...

fucking New Hampshire.

I'll be prosecuting
bootleggers of maple syrup.

[laughter]

Well, those syrup bootleggers
better beware.

Look, it doesn't matter
if it's Jimmy Baxter or...

Mayor Figaro.

In the history of men,

getting away with shit always
emboldens them to do it again.

And we'll be there.

Definitely.

I talked to Sal Calabri
this morning.

He is not pleased with
that husband of yours.

I know the feeling.

Now, if Jimmy doesn't want
to run the family,

it might be time
we take it from him.

I completely agree.

Maybe I stay here
a little while longer

and help right the ship.

Until when?

Until Carlo is ready.

Papa, I am ready.

Please, let's not have
that conversation. Okay?

If I were your son, I would
be the head of this family.

And you know I would've done
a better job than Jimmy's done.

Listen, this might seem
antiquated to you,

but it's just not the way things

are done in our business.

I thought we make the rules?

Not this one.

[piano lounge music playing]

They'd like a word.

Hotel living don't
suit you, Jimmy.

Though, as far as dog houses
are concerned,

I guess it could be worse.

Take a mighty shiny piece
of jewelry to mend fences

with the missus, huh?

What do you want?

[Big Mo]
French Quarter.

You control the streets,

the police, all of that.

I want Desire
to have free reign.

I have no interest
in the drug business.

And the drug business
ain't got no interest in you.

I just want your blessing

to expand my operation
in the neighborhood.

Now, why would I agree to that?

Because I'll sell you the club.

And that, as far as
your wife is concerned,

is shinier than
the Hope Diamond.

Nothing Gina hate more than look
across that street and see me.

Think of how happy
she'd be if...

you gave it to her.

Your offer is rejected.

quiet, ominous music

[growling]

[whimpering]

-Judge.
-[dog barking]

[barking]

You've been served.

-[barking]
-It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

[barking]

-[water running]
-[dishes clinking]

[water stops]

I've... been subpoenaed.

I know you don't want to.

He wasn't trying to kill Adam.

[Elizabeth] Not your job
to protect that boy.

And no one thinks you're trying
to ruin his life, but he...

He did leave that baby
without a father.

This is not on you.

You're a good man, Michael.

haunting, moody music

-[cooing]
-[toy squeaking]

Yeah.

Fia's gonna wait
for the babysitter.

She said we should go ahead.

Ready?

Yeah.

Hey.

I love you.

[coos]

I spent the weekend reviewing
your briefs

regarding the witness.

The scope of his testimony
is to be confined

to the night of the shooting.

He knows far more
about this case

than simply the events
on the night in question.

If you're gonna allow
a convicted felon

to testify as
a last-minute addition,

I'm entitled to explore
the circumstances

surrounding that event,
which are absolutely pertinent

to my client's defense.

I didn't hold this conference
to listen to you repeat

the arguments you made
in your brief.

The allegations you make against
Michael Desiato are damning.

They're also unfounded.

You will not be lodging them
in my courtroom.

My ruling on the scope is final.

And Ms. Delamere,
if you overstep,

I will have no hesitation
about holding you in contempt

and ordering a new trial
for Mr. Jones.

[indistinct chatter]

haunting music

the least you could do
is plead the Fifth.

That's what any lawyer would
advise you to do anyway.

[Jarek]
The State calls

Michael Desiato.

Do you swear and affirm
that the testimony

you're about to provide
is the truth,

the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth?

I do.

-Judge Desiato, were you--
-[Lee] Objection.

The witness is not a judge.

It is a sign of respect

for a previous position
that he held.

One that was taken from him.

Approach.

We can't get past
the witness's name

without this going
off the rails?

[Lee] If I'm not permitted
to examine this witness

in a way that impugns
his integrity,

surely you won't allow the State

to afford him
a deferential title

that he no longer deserves.

Get on with it.

Mr. Desiato...

were you at the Baxter House
hotel the night of the shooting?

Yes.

What were you doing there?

I was looking for my son Adam.

[Jarek]
And why was Adam there?

[Michael]
He was dating Fia Baxter.

[Jarek]
How long had they been dating?

[Michael]
Uh, I'm not sure.

A few months.

[Jarek] When did you learn
of their relationship?

[Michael]
That day.

So, you went to get Adam,

and then what happened next?

There was a party at the hotel.

I-I wasn't on the guest list,

so security wasn't
letting me in.

I went around the side,

to a window, so I could look
in at the bar and restaurant.

And did you see Adam?

Yes.

Did you see anyone else?

Mr. Desiato.

Did you see anyone else
through the window?

Yes, I saw Adam and Fia.

The Baxter family.

It-it was a party, so there
were a lot of people.

And I'm sorry
to have to ask, but...

...did you see your son
get shot?

I was trying to get
his attention.

And then...

Suddenly, there...

There was a... bang.

The bullet hit Adam in the neck.

I looked past him
and I saw someone...

standing next to
the kitchen in the back.

And he...

He was holding a gun
in his hand.

Adam fell to the floor.

I ran inside
and I-I yelled for help.

I held my son
in my arms as he died.

[Jarek]
And did you see who shot him?

Yes.

[Jarek] And was it
the defendant Eugene Jones?

quiet, tense music

Mr. Desiato, do you
believe in justice?

We've already established
that you were a judge.

Do you need me to define
justice for you?

Objection, badgering.

Sustained.

Allow the witness to answer.

[Lee]
Do you believe in justice?

I don't know.

How about karma?

How about payback,
comeuppance, retribution?

Is counsel serious
with these questions?

Fine. How about this one:

Do you believe your son
deserved to die?

Counsel.

[Judge Doucet]
If this is how it's gonna go,

I'll end your cross
right now, Ms. Delamere.

Mr. Desiato, do you know
of any reason why my client

would've wanted
to kill your son?

No, I don't.

Do you know of any reason
why my client

would have wanted
to kill Carlo Baxter?

Objection!

[Judge Doucet]
Approach, now.

[murmuring]

Your Honor, the State
has already alleged

revenge as a motive.

Which stems directly
from Mr. Baxter's trial

in the witness's courtroom.

And you are free to explore
that area...

but not with this witness.

That trial, as far as
Mr. Desiato is concerned,

is out of bounds.

Mr. Desiato, can you describe
your vantage point

when Adam was shot?

I was looking through a window.

Big window, small window?

Big.

Any obstructions?

Blinds, curtains?

[Michael] There were curtains,
but they were open.

[Lee]
How wide?

[Michael] Wide enough
to see inside clearly.

Inside, how many
people were there?

Twenty, thirty at least.

[Lee] Were you able
to see Adam right away?

No, I-I was...

scanning the room
until I spotted him.

And the shooter...

did you see him before he fired?

[Michael]
No, after.

Did he run?

[Michael]
Yes.

How long were you able
to see him for?

A couple seconds.

So you're looking
through a window,

past curtains, into a dark room

with a lot of people,

and you were focused
on your son.

Are you certain,

that past all of that,

that it was Eugene Jones
you saw holding the gun?

Yes.

[Lee]
You saw his face?

[Michael]
I did.

[Lee]
Did you see what he was wearing?

Jeans and a white T-shirt

and a checkered hoodie,
unzipped.

You only had a couple seconds

and you claim
to have seen his face,

his pants, his shirt?

No, that... that is what
he was wearing.

I-I didn't ask you
what he was wearing.

I'm asking how
can you remember that?

How can you confidently
identify a boy

who you have never seen before?

You wanted to tell the truth.

Objection. Argumentative.

[Judge Doucet]
Sustained.

He was wearing the same clothes

that I had seen him in
earlier that day.

Objection! Beyond the scope!
Move to strike.

[Lee] The witness opened
the door, Your Honor.

[Judge Doucet]
Yes, he did.

You may proceed, carefully.

When did you see Eugene
Jones earlier that day?

I saw him in my chambers.

He was selling me a baseball.

Objection! The witness
is offering

narrative not asked for.

-Sustained.
-Fine.

Why was he in your chambers?

He was selling me a baseball.

[Lee]
How much for?

[Michael]
$500.

Why so expensive?

It was autographed
by Mariano Rivera.

What was your interest
in that ball?

It once belonged to my son.

Do you know how Adam's baseball

came into the possession
of Eugene Jones?

[Michael]
He inherited it,

from his brother Kofi Jones

after he died.

How did Kofi Jones end up
with that baseball?

It was in my car.

[Lee]
The car that hit Rocco Baxter?

[Michael]
Yes.

[Lee]
The car that Kofi stole?

[Michael]
Yes.

The car that he stole
October ninth?

No.

He stole the car
on October tenth.

The day after the car
hit Rocco Baxter?

Yes.

[Lee] So Kofi Jones wasn't
driving that car

that was involved
in the hit-and-run?

No.

Who was driving?

tense music

Adam.

Don't you dare.

Fia, I'm... I'm so...

I'm so sorry.

For what?

For lying to me
this entire time?

Or for covering up
my brother's death?

I didn't want to hurt you.

You failed.

You're a liar.

And so was your son.

[Elizabeth]
Oh, Fia...

[exhales]

Well, based on Desiato's
testimony today--

How fucked are we?

He-he hasn't said anything that
implicates anyone in this room.

Yet.

So, then...

how exposed are we?

Well, that depends
on what Desiato might say,

and on what he can prove.

Well, it's simple then.

Let's make sure
he never talks again.

Shut the fuck up, Carmine.

Don't you talk
to my father that way.

I can make sure
you never talk again, too.

[Zander]
Okay, okay.

A couple of things,
since we're all here.

A couple of reminders.

One, attorney-client privilege

does not extend
to future crimes.

Two, it certainly doesn't
extend to crimes

that you planned in my presence.

He was just blowing
off a little steam.

Yeah, but he's got
a point though.

If we could get rid of Michael--

Okay, I'm going to take
a walk around the hotel.

Talk amongst yourselves
while I'm gone.

Wait, wait. Wait.

What do you recommend we do
right now, this very minute?

Nothing. Nothing.

All Michael did today
was implicate himself.

So then we return to court
tomorrow, as a family...

...and show we have
nothing to hide.

[door beeps]

[Gina]
Fia...?

Oh, God.

-[sniffling]
-It's all right, it's all right.

[shushing]

It's all right.

It's all right.

[indistinct chatter]

You did a good job today.

Negligent homicide, time served.

[sighs] You didn't do
that good of a job.

Your boss is in real danger of
having to retry every conviction

from Desiato's courtroom.

Every defense lawyer will
file an appeal for retrial,

every prosecutor will be forced
to double their workload.

The district attorney's
reelection hopes, dashed.

I've already
got Michael talking.

Who knows what else
he's willing to say?

One thing he will say is that
Eugene Jones killed his son.

You really think you can
plead this down, Lee?

Your narrative is crumbling.

Eugene is as much a victim
as he is a culprit.

You need to convince 12 people

that this kid hasn't
already suffered enough.

It's too late now, Lee.

I'll take my chances
with the verdict.

[lock buzzing]

Hey.

What'd the prosecutor say?

Don't worry about him.

The jury heard what happened.

[Lee]
They heard Michael's story.

Well, would it help
if they hear mine?

I don't know.

[sighs]

Everybody's just always
trying to make me disappear.

And I'm tired of hiding.

You don't have to testify.

Yeah. I do.

[exhales]

contemplative music

I covered up a crime.

I destroyed evidence.

I lied to the police.

I told Adam to lie.

You did it all to protect Adam?

Yeah.

Then that's all you
got to say to me.

[knocking]

Have you come to arrest me?

After your testimony today...

I'm here to protect you.

atmospheric music

Eugene Jones.

How old are you, Eugene?

[Eugene]
I'm 16.

[Lee]
And where are you from?

Uh, New Orleans.

The Lower Ninth.
Born and raised.

Where were you on the morning
of October ninth?

[Eugene] Uh, I was in
Judge Desiato's courtroom.

[Lee]
Why?

[Eugene] My mom had been
busted for possession.

[Lee] What happened
that day in court?

Judge Desiato had let her go.

[Lee]
Why?

[Eugene] Uh, because
the cop that arrested her

had lied about
seeing her hide drugs.

And were you in court alone?

No.

Your three youngest
siblings were with you?

Yeah. I was taking care of them.

[Lee] So you and your family
went home.

What happened the next day?

[Eugene] Cops arrested
my older brother Kofi

for stealing
Judge Desiato's car.

[Lee] And that's how
he came to be charged

with the hit-and-run
that killed Rocco Baxter?

Yeah.

[Lee] Did you have any more
run-ins with the police?

[Eugene]
They had raided our house,

and they were looking
for a phone.

Rocco's phone, I guess.

But they didn't find it?

No.

Because my brother
didn't kill Rocco.

And, as we've already heard,

even though your brother
didn't kill Rocco Baxter,

Rocco's brother killed
Kofi in jail.

How did you learn about that?

I, um...

I heard my mom crying
in the other room.

She kept calling his name.

[Lee]
What happened the following day?

Um...

The next day...

I went to go get us some food.

Because...

we hadn't eaten all day.

And I was walking back
to the house...

...and it exploded.

[Lee] With your mother
and your siblings inside?

Yes, ma'am.

[Lee]
What did you think had happened?

Objection.
Calls for speculation.

[Judge Doucet]
Sustained.

What was going through your head

when you saw that your house
was engulfed in flames?

That the Baxters did this.

[Jarek]
Objection.

Your Honor,
to call that speculation

is an understatement.

There was an investigation

and a police report
that concluded

that the explosion of
the Jones home was an accident.

The result of a gas leak.

[Judge Doucet]
Sustained.

Strike the witness's
last answer.

Members of the jury,
you are to disregard

what the witness just said.

Eugene, were you ever made aware

of any investigations into
the death of your family?

[Eugene]
No.

How do you feel about the same
police department

that falsely accused your
brother of killing Rocco Baxter

also failing to uncover
the truth

about your family's death?

Objection.

Your Honor,
this is a ploy by counsel

to engender sympathy
for her client

by mischaracterizing the deaths
of a mother and her children.

They have names.

[Judge Doucet]
What did you say, Mr. Jones?

Everyone keeps saying...

..."mother and her children."

My mom was Female Jones,

and her kids were Goodluck,

Sophie...

and Rose.

And they have names.

gentle music

Yes.

Um, we'll come back
at quarter after.

Lee. Lee. I need to talk to you.

-Leave me alone, Michael.
-No, please.

Just give me a minute. Please.

I have nothing to say to you.

Look, I'll catch you, okay?

Eugene had to go
get food, right?

So what?

He was in my courtroom
days earlier.

We had a conversation.

It's part
of the official record.

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-[dialogue inaudible]

Eugene, do you know the term
"survivor's guilt"?

[Eugene]
No.

[Lee]
When someone close to us dies,

sometimes we who didn't perish
feel guilty

about still being alive.

Did you ever think about
how close you came

to dying with the rest
of your family that night?

Yeah.

All the time.

Do you ever feel bad,
like you...

did something wrong

to not be with them
when tragedy struck?

Yeah.

Why did you leave
the house that night?

Everybody was hungry.

Was it often your
responsibility to...

feed Goodluck, Sophie and Rose?

Even your mom?

She just didn't have it
in her sometimes.

Eugene, you said earlier
that you were

in Judge Desiato's courtroom
for your mother's hearing.

Did you participate
in any way in that hearing?

[Eugene] Uh, yeah, the judge
had asked me some questions.

Defense would like to submit

the hearing transcript for
Female Jones into the record.

I'm going to read to you
the questions

that Judge Desiato asked you.

And I want you to read
the answers

that you gave that day.

"Please tell the court
your name."

"Eugene."

"Eugene, where is your father?"

"Busy."

"With what?"

"Side girlfriend."

[Lee] "When was
the last time you saw him?"

[Eugene sighs]

"I don't know."

"What did you eat
for breakfast, Eugene?"

"We had some pickle juice.

Hot fries sometimes
when we're helped out."

"And who helps you out?"

"My older brother, sometimes."

[Lee] You had to survive
on pickle juice and hot fries?

[Eugene]
Well, whatever was around.

We had cereal, too.

[Lee]
Eggs, bacon?

No, none of that stuff.

[Lee]
Why not?

We couldn't cook.

dark, atmospheric music

because we didn't have any gas.

[Lee]
Your gas had been shut off.

Eugene, are you sure about that?

Yeah, we-we didn't have enough
money for-for bills, or...

We didn't have gas for weeks.

[murmuring]

[door opens]

[Judge Doucet] Ladies
and gentlemen of the jury,

please be here at 8:30
tomorrow morning.

We are now adjourned.

[gavel bangs]

Could you just give us
a couple of minutes?

You were great today.

Am I done?

The prosecution still gets
to cross-examine you.

Judge Desiato.

I'm sorry about Adam.

I know.

I'm sorry too, Eugene.

What's your plan now?

What do you want me to say?

That I'll fall on my sword
if I have to?

That's the least you could do.

Are we to overlook the fact

that sending a message to the
Jones family was your idea?

You are a pathetic excuse
for a man.

And I can't believe my father
ever trusted you

with the Conti family.

It's the best decision
he ever made.

[door beeps]

Fia...

-Give him to me.
-Wait, Fia.

-[Gina] Fia, no.
-Get off me, Carlo.

-[Carlo] Just calm down.
-[Fia] Get off me!

[Carlo]
Please, calm down.

[Fia]
Give him to me!

Give me my fucking child, Carlo.

It's not right!

No, not while you're
in this state.

Give me my fucking son!
Get off me, Carlo.

Relax.
You need to calm down.

Calm down!

Don't you fucking touch me.

You killed an innocent woman
and her children.

You are monsters!

All of you.

[panting]

Did you know about Adam, too?

Oh...

No! No!

-Calm down. Calm down.
-[sobbing]

[Rocco crying]

Hey.

You did so well in court today.

Yeah, well, I've got another
big day tomorrow, so...

Can you tell me
what you found out?

Yeah, absolutely.

We went to, um, Entergy
New Orleans this afternoon.

Checked the records.

The Jones family hadn't paid
their gas bill in months.

Eugene was right. The gas
was turned off seven weeks

before the explosion.

On top of that,

the investigation
into the explosion

was headed by
Lieutenant Brendan Cusack.

I'm pretty sure he's
Baxter-owned.

So, if Eugene agrees
to be a cooperating witness

against the Baxters,
the federal government

will grant him
protective custody.

I can't be sure
that he witnessed

any criminal activity
from the Baxters.

Well, then I guess I won't
be able to call on him.

Then why?

Because I want to help this kid.

So no prison time?

You'll be free tomorrow.

Can I go back to Houston?

Eugene, you saw what the
Baxters did to your family.

You'll never be safe in Houston,

or anywhere that people
know where to look for you.

No one can know where you are,
or who you are.

I can't give up my name.

It's the only part of them
that I got left.

[Olivia]
Eugene...?

For the rest of your life,

whenever you hear someone
say the name Eugene,

your heart is going
to skip a beat.

You're going to be forever
looking over your shoulder

for someone who isn't there.

You're going to feel alive
and destroyed all over again.

Hey. Look at me.

Regardless of what
anyone calls you,

you will always be Kofi's
brother and Female's son.

You'll always be Eugene Jones,

because that name is
a part of who you are.

And no one can take that
away from you.

[sighs]

I told you
I'm done negotiating, Lee.

You're just here to watch.

The Justice Department
has offered my client

witness protection.

[Jarek]
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I did not agree to that.

Oh, did I forget to mention

the U.S. Attorney's Office is
taking this case away from you.

This meeting
was just a courtesy.

I just found out that...

the guy that I fell in love with

is the one who killed
my brother.

And they knew.

They knew
and they didn't tell me.

Do you think you can
find forgiveness in your heart?

I think for Adam I already have.

I'm so mad at him.

But I also believe
that he really loved me.

I still feel it.

But I don't know
if I can forgive my family.

The things they've done...

somber music

I'm willing to entertain
the notion that God exists

is because I'm certain
that the devil does?

I don't know why bad things
happen to us.

But suffering is a part
of the human experience,

and it's never fair.

I wouldn't wish it upon anyone.

But I do believe
the pain you endure here

will be transformed
into everlasting love.

If Heaven does exist,

Rocco is the only one
who's going to be there.

I don't have
a lot of answers, Fia.

Especially ones that
will help you right now.

But... Look at me.

There is a Heaven.

As sure as we're sitting here.

And your brother
is there, right now.

I need that to be true.

I need to know...

that when we lose someone,

we haven't lost them forever.

[hip-hop music playing]

"Tally" by Denzel Curry
and midwxst

I met this girl
down in Tally

She said she flew in
from Cali

Not L.A. though,
she live in the Valley

Got a twin and I think
her name Sally

Not my type,
so I curved her real proudly

Don't remember last night,
it was cloudy...

What the hell do you want?

Just hoping to talk
to the man of the house.

He's indisposed.

Oh, that's too bad.

Just curious to see if
he'd given any more thought

to my offer he rejected, but...

What offer?

Oh, he didn't tell you?

I tried to sell him the club.

Knew you'd want to get me
off the block, but...

guess it doesn't matter to him.

Excuse me.

Now that's my long game.

moody, pulsing music

[sniffles, sighs]

What happened, darling?

-What's wrong?
-Pop.

What, what?

It's Jimmy.

He blames me for what he did
to that Jones family.

He's always held it against me.

It's all right. It'll be okay.

Papa, he's going to confess
to the police.

What?

Jimmy's threatened to implicate
me too because he hates me.

He told me that.

He wants to take me down.

He's gonna destroy us.

Is he in his room?

[door opens, closes]

[sighs]

tense, atmospheric music

You were never my family.

[phone dialing]

[line ringing]

I'm calling from
the Baxter House.

I just heard gunshots.

Please send help right away.

[ragged breathing]

[gurgling]

somber music

[lock buzzes]

[rain drizzling]

[gate closes]

[lock buzzes]

Thank you for caring about me.

Take care of yourself.

Stay out of trouble, okay?

[Olivia sighs]

[engine starts]

So now what are you going to do?

I have no idea.

You can sell anywhere
in the Quarter.

Except on my street.

I'm looking forward to a new era
in our special relationship.

[Little Mo]
The whole city's ours.

Real soon, we're gonna be
minting cash.

Can I help you?

Yeah. Any chance y'all
looking for performers?

New owner's across the street.

You got to talk to her.

-All right.
-Mm.

Hey, yo.

Let me see what you got.

Uh... Yeah.

Thank you.

[electric guitar playing]

When the sins of my father

Weigh down in my soul

And the pain of my mother

Will not let me go

Well, I know there can
come fire from the sky

To refine
the purest of kings

And even though I know
this fire can bring me pain

Even so, Lord, just the same

Make it rain,
make it rain

Make it rain, make it rain

Make it rain,
make it rain

Make it rain, make it rain

Every seed needs the water

Before it grows
out of the ground

But it just keeps on
getting harder

And harder

And the hunger more profound

Well, I know they can't
count tears from the eye

But it may as well
be in vain

Even though I know
these tears will bring me pain

Even so, Lord, just the same

Make it rain,
make it rain

Make it rain, make it rain

Make it rain,
make it rain

Make it rain, Lord

Make it rain

Stops by the shore

Just like the riches
of grandeur

But it'll never reach,
never reach the poor

Well, let the clouds fill
with thunderous applause

And the lightning
be the veins

Fill the sky

With all they can draw

When it's time
to make a change

Make it rain, make it rain

Make it rain,
make it rain

Make it rain...

Make it rain

Make it rain...

Make it rain

atmospheric music