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Previously on Force...

Pull the fucking trig...

My father's dead.

My own sister tried to kill me.

So why'd you come
back to me, Vic?

I want a new life.
I want immunity.

Full fucking immunity.

I want to know everything
about Tommy fucking Egan.

- Who did it?
- I did.

The king is dead.

It's all gonna be up for grabs.

So you got a plan?

I was in the joint with
the leader of the RDs,

King Kilo.

Now, we used to talk

about building a
coalition of all the mobs.

That may be our best
bet on moving forward.

Only
contact me on that.

Fuck, are you trying
to get me killed?

You're gonna have to trust
that I know what I'm doing.

I came here to
support you, Cloudy.

Where do you
get the pills from?

We have to score them
on the street ourselves.

I can double whatever
you're making.

I don't want you on my border.

We coming for the North Side.

I dare you to try to stop us.

I thought that you died.

Yeah, but I'm not dead.

I thought I lost you.

I promise you
I ain't going nowhere.

Fucking white boy think
he gonna run game on us.

No fucking way!

We got to show him
who the boss is.

You know what I'm saying?
Set that nigga straight.

We need to put a bullet in him.

Yeah, when the time is right.

♪ Tougher
than a Teflon ♪

♪ All the dope I stepped on ♪

♪ Re-up, get the rest gone ♪

♪ Been that nigga
What else you want? ♪

♪ If you want Power,
powder, respect ♪

♪ Mm, mm ♪

♪ I want that money
And power and powder ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ That paper
That paper, paper ♪

♪ Yeah, I got to stack that ♪

♪ Them diamonds keep
blinking Blinking ♪

♪ We might have to jack that ♪

♪ Now, boy, when
That blicky blicky ♪

♪ Come out You
get clapped fast ♪

♪ Draw down with a lil' jawn ♪

♪ I'm at you like Pat Pat ♪

♪ Come back When
them cameras out ♪

♪ Round your block
We kick that ♪

♪ Come back when your
funeral In progress ♪

♪ And hit that Hit
you back-to-back ♪

♪ Your bitch ass
Won't even hit back ♪

♪ You'll be splashing
In fashion ♪

♪ Nigga You can
check the drip ♪

♪ Catch you slipping
We sliding ♪

♪ You niggas On some
different shit ♪

♪ We hit the lick
We with the shit ♪

♪ Shh, when you get hit ♪

♪ Quiet down ♪

♪ No need for the talking ♪

♪ The fuck is that about? ♪

♪ Tougher
than a Teflon ♪

♪ All the dope I stepped on ♪

♪ Re-up, get the rest gone ♪

♪ Been that nigga
What else you want? ♪

♪ If you want Power,
powder, respect ♪

♪ Mm, mm ♪

♪ I want that money
And power and powder ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ Money and powder and power ♪

♪ Inexplicably ♪

♪ I find myself seeing
you Through new eyes ♪

♪ Countless qualities
Mm, mm, mm ♪

♪ Revealing themselves
In a new light ♪

- Ahh.
- Ahh.

- Ahh.
- Mmm.

Where you
been all my life?

Waiting for you.

Who the fuck is that?

Tommy!

That's my brother.

- Oh, shit.
- Fuck.

Fuck. Okay,
go. No, no, no.

- Hurry. Hurry. Go to the back.
- Okay. Okay.

Open the door, Tommy.

Uh, yeah, yeah. I'm coming.

Open the
fucking door, Egan.

I'm coming. I'm
coming. I'm coming right now.

Miguel, what is you doing here?

Everything a'ight?

The Serbs torching
the projects...

it's not only a problem for you

but a problem for me, too.

You ain't fucking kidding.

That shit's gonna cost
us both a lot of money.

And it's gonna
be hard to get CBI

not to want to retaliate.

Seems to me that the
enemy of my enemy...

is my friend.

Now's the time to send the
Serbs a bigger message.

You know, going body for
body, that only goes so far,

but...

if you cut off their
supply completely,

that's the only way they
ever gonna fucking learn

who really owns this city.

Talk to your boy at the
top of the food chain.

Mm.

Ché doesn't like
unexpected change.

Well, maybe it's time
to remind old Ché

just how much weight
I'm moving for him

and how much money
I'm making him.

There ain't no way the Serbs
are matching that, right?

And he'll know who
the better deal is.

Fuck the Serbs.

I'll talk to Ché,

see if there's a
play to be made.

Stand down until we speak again.

Of course. You have my word.

I'll see you soon.

All good. He's gone.

Look, we've been
having a lot of fun,

but we can't play
pretend forever, okay?

- Whoa.
- If Miguel knew

that I was in here,
we would both be dead.

Ain't nobody gonna
touch us, nobody.

Okay? Nobody. Come here.

He's dangerous.

So am I.

That doesn't
make me feel any better.

I have to go to work.

Hey, uh,
you gonna need this.

Thought I forgot about you?

Man, how many of
these I got to pass

before y'all stop this nonsense?

Not my call.

Talk to your congressman.

Yeah, I will and find out
who getting the kickback

from the government
contract so I can invest,

make that money like
them white folks.

You know what I'm saying?

You know, uh, not
that I'm surprised,

but I got to, uh,
give it to you.

You know, most
parolees piss dirty

before their first
job interview,

but you've been a
model worth following.

That's why I put your name up

to speak at the fundraiser for
all the displaced residents

at the Crimson Projects fire.

Tell your story and inspire
some folks that need help,

you know, getting on
the straight and narrow.

Yeah.

Uh, I can't do that.

I got clients, so
that's a no-can-do.

It'd also
be a good time

for you to renounce
your CBI affiliation,

you know, publicly.

Seems like you need to be the
one being piss tested, Officer.

Ain't no way I'm gonna do that.

It's a death sentence
if I ever heard of one.

So we good?

Well, your parole
review is coming up.

Renouncing would
all but guarantee

your early release from parole.

Well, I got clients,

so I need to get ready.

We good here?

So Vic Flynn's intel checks out.

The Crimson Projects
hit was Serbian payback,

but nothing connects
it to Tommy Egan

except for his
affiliation with CBI.

It's circumstantial at best.

I know Flynn is
holding back on us.

He's a wild card.

Usually guys like him,

we know exactly what's
motivating them, you know?

We're just gonna have to go

full-court press
on his ass, then.

This case would take years
to put together without him.

Uh, Lori Lewis

from the DOJ's office
is here to see you.

- Excuse me?
- Yeah...

- Good morning, Stacy.
- Morning.

If we could, I don't
have much time.

Yes, of course. Detective.

I'm gonna
be curt, Stacy.

What the fuck is
going on in this city?

Civilian housing projects
are being burned down,

innocent bystanders
shot on the street,

never mind the millions of
dollars that we have given...

I can assure you that that
money has been used properly.

I don't give a fuck
about the money.

I need something to report
to the Attorney General.

Have you gotten anywhere?

I am happy to report
that because of the work

of our task force,

we now have a high-level CI

working directly
with Tommy Egan.

The new player in town?

- Yes, mm-hmm.
- Good.

He's quietly connected himself

with some of the biggest
drug lords in the city.

This CI has firsthand testimony

that can land the RICO
investigation on Egan

as the head of the organization.

And you know that all
drug roads in Chicago

lead to the Estrada Cartel.

Imagine how that will
look for the party.

Hmm.

Well, just remember,
Ms. Marks, results talk,

and bullshit means you have
to get a new fucking job.

You better hope that
this CI was worth it,

otherwise the DOJ
will pull the plug...

for the party.

Look, I've
been loyal to him, too.

But Jenard off his game.

You think I bet
on the wrong King?

I think you bet on
the wrong brother,

and that's a problem 'cause
you ain't seeing shit straight

and everybody talkin' about it.

What are they saying?

They saying that
nigga laying pipe

got you twisted and
off your game as well.

I hate to say it, Shanti...

but Jenard bad for
business, yours and mine.

You think who I let in my
bed is clouding my judgment?

I think I been knowing
you long enough

to know when a nigga dick
got you "dickmatized."

Nigga, even if I miss a step,

you supposed to be
there to cover me.

But instead, your bitch ass
is cackling with the birds

behind my back...

...simping like hos.

You know I demand loyalty
and, above all, respect.

And any motherfucker
that violates that

will cease to exist,
you understand?

Yeah, I got you.

Good.

'Cause the next time

you let one of
these motherfuckers

talk about me and
disrespect the moves I make,

it'll be your last mistake.

Day one or not, Raheem,

betray me or Jenard again,

and I won't hesitate

to send your broken body home
to your nana in a pine box.

I'm that bitch.

Best believe, just like
you ain't seen me coming,

neither will my
opps see me coming.

I'm smarter than you.

I'm smarter
than all y'all.

Remember that.

Man, what the hell
are we doing here?

Right, got to
keep our operation moving,

keep the Feds from
seeing any patterns.

This is the last place
they expecting us to be.

All right, now,
first things first...

that Serb hit put a major
dent into our cash flow

and how we moving weight.

So now we got to
take that product

to a new side of town, a'ight?

So we ain't
gonna get the Serbs back?

- Nah.
- What?

- Oh, bro.
- Look, it's been days, a'ight?

The crew... they just itching
to put a bullet in a nigga.

Now, I don't know about y'all,
but 130K a day is enough

to kill a motherfucker
over, if you ask me.

Not if it means losing bodies,

which means us
losing management,

which means us losing
our way of collecting.

We ain't got nothing to collect!

They burnt the shit down.

Look, trading shots right
now is not worth it.

The Serbs are not
gonna back down,

so we got to move different.

Hey, look, man, all
this some bullshit.

We ain't come up in here
to hear y'all arguing

about all y'all business.

This how you take care
of shit... in public?

Nah, man. Kilo
ain't about that.

Man, shut the fuck up before
I take care of you in public.

- Bitch, come make me sit down.
- No, no, no, no!

We ain't doing that. We
ain't doing that, now.

This is motherfucking point

of a coalition.

You see this right here?

This can't happen.

Now, we all get on the same page

so nobody fucking up
nobody else's shit?

Man, we got trifling-ass niggas

- in every one of these crews.
- I know.

They ain't gonna follow orders.

If any one of you
motherfuckers step out of line,

you take us all down.

If you can't handle your
men, then you're out.

And then you get no product,
and you get no backup.

- That's why we here.
- That's right. Now look around.

We got all of the South,
the North, Southville,

county lockups, Garfield Park,

all here repping, a'ight?

And we moving in unison.
We moving as one.

So we can't let every little
fight trip us up right now.

It's too much to gain.

We hear you. Where
we going next?

Next we headed to the West Side,

but this time we're gonna
unite the entire West Side.

Now, Garcia's crew...

they're holding down Brighton
Park, Little Village,

and North Lawndale.

Showstopper, she
got Garfield Park,

West Garfield Park,
parts of Austin,

so now we need Humboldt Park.

And that means we gonna pay
a little visit to the DSDs.

Now, other than
the Insane Princes,

they got the most clout.

And if we get them on board,
every other motherfucking crew

in this city gonna fall
in line, all right?

Gather up your peoples,
get your shit together,

and let's do this motherfucker.

Hey, look... what
about the Serbs?

It's gonna be handled.

As long as nobody retaliate,

that shit getting taken care
of all the way at the top.

You feel me?

So what?

Your pops get killed,

and your sister kicked
you out the family?

Got you working for Tommy again?

Nah, she wishes she was
the reason I'm here.

- Fuck her.
- Yeah, that bitch is crazy.

Yeah, is that why
you answered the door

when she came knocking?

Oh, okay, so you keeping real
tabs on motherfuckers, huh?

I ain't gonna lie...
she came to me

with some little wack-ass
shit, but I passed.

It's funny, though.

She really out here trying
to replace old Scarface, huh?

Yeah, that's all she ever
wanted... not me, though.

Hey, look, man, Tommy's
got something good

going for all of us,
making money for everybody.

Getting on his good
side might be worth

whatever grudge you're holding.

Get the fuck out of here

with that "We Are the
World" bullshit, man.

All right, don't listen to me.

You got a line on DSD?

Mm-hmm. That's Chavo Cardenas.

He's the shot caller.

We didn't cross paths too much,

but we came up at the same time.

He'll answer when I call.

Good shit, D.

So what is that you were saying
about the Serbs being handled?

I got a little visit
from Miguel this morning.

I convinced his ass

that getting the Serbs
cut off from their connect

was the best way of
getting back at 'em.

Damn, that's a good move,

as long as Ché
allows it, though.

It's the best thing

that we fucking could
do for ourselves.

Look, the Serbs know

that we be gonna be
coming back for them,

but they ain't expecting
Miguel to do it.

Surprise, motherfuckers!

Garcia do all the work for us,

and we just keep expanding.

Name's Shanti.

- Thanks for seeing me.
- Why are you here?

Because I'm the bitch you
should be working with.

That hustle you tried

to sell Jenard, it
ain't his style.

No disrespect, but I don't
even fucking know you.

You really need my credentials?

- I do.
- How about this?

You got pills to move.

I got the bodies you
need to move 'em.

These clubs are exclusive.

You think because it's
a members-only joint

I don't know the owner?

Her name's Jenny Benson.

And one call from me with a
promise to cut her a slice,

and it's my girls that
could be moving your product

through the place.

Now do you know me?

I'll take that
scotch by the way.

I'm not stupid.

Tommy wants me dead,

and you showing up here is...

quite convenient,
don't you think?

Nah.

I'm from Garfield
Park. I do what I want.

Okay.

Neither Tommy or
Jenard know I'm here.

Look, we need each other,

'cause if I had
the pill connect,

I would not be here
talking to you.

And if you had the distro...

you wouldn't be listening to me.

So we gonna work
this hustle or what?

You supply. I distribute.

Okay.

Deal is 60/40, split my way.

Bitch, bye.

You know what?

Why are we pretending like
we have dicks to measure?

50/50.

I supply the product.

You stay clean from CBI.

Oh, this is just ours...

not a man in sight.

That's my final offer.

All right, I can fuck with that.

Bring all the product you got.

My girls don't fuck around.

I want everything
on Flynn right now...

a wire, a handler, 24-7 watch,

whatever is gonna make
his white ass push out

a nice little shiny
diamond for us.

I hear you. I wouldn't
crowd him right now.

I just think...

I already know what
you think, Tseng.

The point is, he's obviously
getting his loyalties crossed.

This motherfucker's not
getting the message,

and I'm not gonna
lose my job over that.

- If I may?
- Please.

Any additional eyes or heat
will likely spook Egan.

I mean, this guy's
been at it a long time.

He'll sniff a rat the
moment we give him a chance.

Agreed. I mean, the guy's
evaded federal prosecution

at every level,

and he's shaken our
surveillance multiple times.

I think you have Vic Flynn
exactly where you want him.

Well, I refuse to let Vic
Flynn think he's in control.

So you bring him to me.

I want to look him in his eyes.

♪ Bad bitch
Ooh, Catalina ♪

Have I helped you
make a lot of money?

- Yes, of course.
- Mm.

There'd be no me without
you. I owe you everything.

Then why the fuck
do I keep hearing

about this bullshit between
you and the serbios?

Hmm?

Attacking and fighting...

and fucking up the business?

Hmm?

Recently, I've been moving
triple their weight,

making you triple what they can.

And I promise...

The Serbs are a dying breed.

Cut 'em off.

Let 'em starve to death.

They fucking deserve it.

Why the request to meet here?

People tend to be on
their best behavior

in a public place.

For 20 years...

the Serbian people
have profited wealth

from Estrada and
its kind people.

Our kindness is being...
being taken for granted.

Kindness is only a
fantasy where I come from.

So is restraint where I am from.

But I manage to find it.

Burning a building full of
customers is unacceptable

in our business.

It invites unwanted attention.

You will end this
war with Miguel.

Miguel is the one
who needs to end it.

He tortured one of my men.

He's stealing my territories,

working with every
garbage-collecting dealer

in town, including Tommy Egan.

I refuse to let anyone
take what is mine

or be told how to
protect my interests.

You would have
nothing to fight for

were it not for Estrada family.

Jesus...

He knew that true humility
comes from having nothing.

I will teach you that lesson.

I'm going to cut off your supply

until you're so hungry
that you're on your knees,

begging to get my product
back into your hands...

or you can get on your
knees and beg me right now.

I don't kneel.

Okay. Till you beg,
let everyone know

the Serbs go hungry from now on.

Yo.

Fuck yeah.

You okay, babe?

Yeah, yeah.

I'm good.

Just got to hit the
block, you know?

Withdrawal's a motherfucker.

Don't let anyone get you
out there, especially Tommy.

- You know I got you.
- If we gonna do

what we want to do,
we need you clean,

clear-headed.

We gonna fatten up that pig,

and then we going in
for the slaughter.

For sure, for sure.

All right, babe, I'm gone.

Bye.

Uh-uh.

Bye.

Be careful, babe.

I fucks with a Chicago dog,

but not to have the choice
to put ketchup on it...

seems un-American.

Well, it's not. I fucking
grew up here, okay?

What's our next move?

Take that.

We switch 'em randomly now,
keep the Feds off our back.

You think they're
really that close,

like they're
listening to burners?

We staying one step
ahead at all times...

'cause they're watching, too.

Uh-uh-uh.

Gray Ford across the street.

I guess they're too
stupid to realize

I'm watching right back.

Catch me if you
can, motherfuckers.

Whew.

Hey, is that Showstopper?

The one and only.

Ooh.

She stopping the
show, all right.

- I know you?
- Not yet.

I'm the new management.
I'm here to collect.

See what Garfield Park
really got to offer.

Oh, well, there's
a check exchange

on Madison and Pulaski.

Your pasty ass can collect

whatever the fuck
you want out there.

You funny. I like you.

Yo, you really want to do this
here in front of your peoples?

You made the offer to
work with me and CBI.

A deal's a deal, unless
you and your boyfriend

don't want in no more.

Come on.

Hey, champ, towel off.

Shit.

Make it quick.

We need
to meet tonight.

- Same place.
- No, fuck that, okay?

I can't risk meeting
you in person right now.

- He made you.
- If you're not there,

you're getting locked
up, and after that,

well, you know what
happens to CIs in prison.

Okay, yeah. Fine.
I'll be there.

I'ma be 100 with you, Shanti.

I know you stuck
with your boy Jenard,

even if it meant him going
back to corner-boy status,

but do not take
that shit as a loss.

For me, loyalty is a virtue,

and I reward that shit all day.

I can respect that.

Still doing pickups, huh?

Everybody busting
my balls today.

No, I just needed to make
a quick introduction.

Never let nobody think
they don't got leadership,

not for one second.

Hey, you know what? You
and me are a lot alike.

Oh, no, Victor.

You and me... we
ain't nothing alike.

I fought for every
cent that I got.

Don't think you hit a double,

when you was born
on second base.

Come on, let's go.

Yeah, I'm gonna go solo on
the rest of the drops today.

Man, this shit OC.

Your man's out here
putting syrup on shit

and making you call it pancakes.

Fifteen years you been
running CBI by yourself.

Now we back out here
doing corner-boy shit.

Hey, low-key, that white boy
trying to hold you big-time.

Yo, what the fuck you know, huh?

- Fuck up.
- What Diamond say?

He didn't back your shit up?
That's your blood, right?

All right, nigga, fuck it.

You still got that
gun Shoota gave you?

- Yeah.
- It's clean?

Yeah, shorty got
it down the block.

All right.

What the fuck you still
standing here for, nigga?

- Go get it.
- All right.

Stupid motherfucker.

Oh, shit, yo, yo, my man.

My man's back. What
you looking for?

Pills, powder?

Same as last time, or are
you trying to switch it up?

'Cause, you know,
I got rocks, too.

Fuck away from me.

I ain't doing that shit no more.

Tell me you
got that shit lined up.

Yeah, DSD's
willing to hear us out.

But I got to tell you,
though... Chavo...

he a sketched-out
dude, so be prepared.

Buddy don't play about nothing.

Good, me neither.

Hey, look, I'll catch you later.

Bet.

Mr. Sampson, cool
of you to stop by.

You up on this one?

No man. Thank you.

- So you been practicing?
- Man...

I been trying.

Okay.

Leon?

- Hey.
- Let me get those.

Thank you.

Check me out. Look what I got.

So everything all
right? Y'all good?

Yeah, nothing we can't
handle, right, Mom?

Exactly.

So to what do we
owe the surprise?

I'm sure you all heard
about the Crimson fires.

Well, they're doing a
fundraiser to, you know,

help everyone in need, you know,

give 'em food and clothes
and give 'em the essentials,

and they, uh, they
asked me to speak,

you know, just to
try to help out.

I came by here to
invite you all.

So you're doing, like, a speech?

Yeah, uh, yeah, like a
speech, I guess, yeah.

- Man, that's fire.
- That's... that's impressive.

And you got the big
speech guy right here.

You got any tips
for Mr. Sampson?

Well, I think you should
tell the truth, you know,

because the audience can tell

when you don't believe
what you're saying,

and they won't give you
any love when it's over.

- So, tell the truth, huh?
- Yep.

Hmm, love.

♪ So I just ran
Into this lame chick ♪

♪ Yeah, that my nigga
Used to hang with ♪

♪ I looked her in the
eyes And she knew ♪

♪ That I was the main chick ♪

♪ Don't even know What
her name is or who... ♪

You brought
you're A game.

It's the only game I got.

If you
don't mind me saying,

you clean up well.

Be a shame if you
thought any different.

- And your girls...
- Are the shit, right?

♪ Trying to
read my body language ♪

They gonna make us crazy money.

Oh, this is the most fun
I've had in a long time.

Of course it is.

Every flavor imaginable

is at our beck and call.

Hey, what's my chances

of, um, going to have a little
private show for ourselves?

Upstairs maybe?

For our VIPs.

She's killing me.

VIPs.

Hey, you ladies
needing some company?

Yeah, the action was looking
a little dead over here.

Yo, what the fuck?

Keep quiet, and
you won't get hurt.

Big man, little knife.

You're gonna regret this.

Shut the fuck up.

Take off your jewelry now.

Now, huh?

Good.

Now, keep your
fucking mouth shut,

or we'll follow you home,
and we'll cut your throats.

What the fuck was that?

You've missed multiple meetings,

and you don't seem to want
to update Vargas in person.

I'm starting to feel like
you're no longer on our side.

I've done everything
you've asked,

getting as close to
Tommy as he'll let me.

You need to stop hovering
over my shoulder.

- You're gonna get me killed.
- Well, I got news for you, Vic.

You are not running
this operation,

so you're gonna do exactly
what we tell you to do

when we tell you to do it.

Is that clear?

So that's it?

You just brought me
here to threaten me?

Tommy's phone... we seem
to have lost track of it.

That's 'cause he
switched it out already.

He's a professional.

He knows your tail,
switches phones,

moves his money.

Well, I want to know
Tommy's bigger plan.

We already know he's
meeting with all the gangs

around the city.

Is he running the
show now above CBI?

Sort of.

He's using CBI as an in to
get Black, brown, white,

every color gang there
is working for him

so he can be the main
plug in the city.

- It's all business for him.
- Hmm.

It's been his main goal ever
since he got to Chicago.

So who's next on his list?

Division Street Devils.

There's a meet set
up for tomorrow.

Ah.

Get ahold of Tech, Vargas.

We need to get Mr. Flynn
wired up for that meeting.

Oh, no, no fucking way.

I've already told you
I'm done making requests.

I don't care
what you call it.

If you put a wire on me,
I-I'm gonna get caught.

Don't worry, Vic.
It's not 1985 anymore.

The technology is
nearly undetectable,

and Agent Vargas will
be a stone's throw away.

So get the job done, Vic.

♪ Say, if you
Feel like giving me ♪

♪ A lifetime of devotion ♪

♪ I second that emotion ♪

You gonna get
everything you deserve, Tommy.

Fuck.

Let's go, motherfucker.

You gonna get what you
deserve today, boy.

Fuck.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Tommy, you motherfucker.

You fucking
with little Mireya Garcia?

Tommy, you stupid-ass

pussy-chasing motherfucker.

Oh, my God.

Tommy, you're gonna fucking die.

Yeah, I got you,
motherfucker.

- It looks fantastic.
- Yeah.

I think I
need a beer, though.

It's been a long fucking day.

Okay.

You good?

I mean, we could...

do this some other time
when you're feeling better.

- What?
- Here, take that.

I can just tell something's off.

What, something go down
at work or something?

Did something go down
at work or something?

Look, Mireya, I'm from Queens.

I can't play the silent
game for too long,

so why don't we speak
now while we still here?

Miguel being here
really scared me.

Okay? It was a reality check.

Maybe we're doing the
wrong thing, Tommy.

I ain't gonna let
nothing happen to you.

It's not me that I'm worried
about getting hurt... it's you.

I keep telling you
I can handle myself.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, that's what
my friend Carlos thought,

and Miguel killed him.

Carlos worked with Miguel,

and when Miguel found out
that we were together, he...

He killed him, Tommy.

I can't handle losing
somebody else, all right?

Ain't nothing
gonna happen to me.

Look, the really smart thing

would be for you and me
to go our separate ways

- and never look back.
- No way.

- Tommy, I mean it.
- Listen...

Could you... could you
please just stop talking

for one-one second?

Okay?

Look at all this good
food we got here, huh?

Your favorite.

Wouldn't be the first
mistake I've ever made.

Good.

♪ I love it
When you hit me up ♪

♪ I love that shit ♪

♪ Baby, come over right now ♪

♪ Say you going to
sleep In a hour ♪

♪ Nigga, I know
when I get there ♪

♪ You just gonna be
stepping In the shower ♪

Do you want me to get
another girl for us?

Oh, hell, yeah.

- Be right back.
- Uh-huh.

♪ Waiting
For the breakdown ♪

♪ 'Bout to tell
These motherfuckers ♪

♪ 'Bout the takedown ♪

♪ Puts his hands on me ♪

Oh, what the fuck is this?

This is where you give
my friend her shit back

and apologize nicely
for what you did.

Get the fuck out of here, bitch.

That shit... it's mine now.

Actually, you know
what? Better yet...

give me your shit, too.

Okay, you...

Nigga, this is my house.
You just visiting.

Give her her shit back
and get the fuck out.

What's so fucking urgent
I can't piss in peace?

We're here to renegotiate.

We need more product...

lower prices.

Motherfuckers.

You want more shit

and lower prices

after I put myself on the line

to get the Serbs cut
off on your behalf?

Oh, on our behalf, jefe.

Get the
fuck out of here.

Oh, come on.

Jefe, that move
benefited both of us,

and the Serbs
deserved that shit.

Speak so everybody
can understand,

or stay out of it, muchacho.

CBI appreciates
everything you've done, Miguel,

but my guys are heated.

If you give us
what we asking for,

then I can keep them
busy on the corners

moving the extra weight,

instead of hitting back,
causing us all more problems.

Price is the price.

If your men were disciplined,
they'd listen to you.

If they weren't disciplined,
they wouldn't be moving

the weight that
you've been supplying.

Let's be real, Miguel.

We moving the most weight
that you ever seen.

And that's because me and D
here locked up Southville,

Garfield Park,
united with Treason.

We got the Flynn
territory coming our way.

- We already running half?
- More.

More than half of
the South Side.

And they
already looking to us

for their next supply.

And that's because you
got the best product.

With our system,
even better prices,

and the Serbs cut off, you
gonna be making mega cash,

and we gonna be
doing all the work.

We become a one-stop shop, jefe.

Payments and re-ups, just us.

In order to get this deal done,

I'll be putting my neck on
the line with the cartel

to get you your product.

That means it'll be your
necks on my kitchen table

if you fail me.

We ain't in the
failing business.

This isn't a threat.

Diamond, Tommy...

this is a fucking promise.

We got him on the hook.

That is, until Miguel
hears about our meeting

- with the DSD.
- What you mean?

Once Miguel knows that
we were trying to supply

all the guys that are getting
they weight from the Serbs,

he gonna realize that we
coming for his spot next.

Once we get custys on lock,

Miguel won't be
able to do nothing.

You understand?

We gonna build a train so
big, it can't be stopped.

It just don't feel
right right now.

Hold on, hold on.

What's, up,
D? You all right?

Yeah.

I'm just dealing with
some shit with my PO.

He on my ass right now.

I'm not gonna be
able to roll with you

to the meet with the DSD.

No, no, no, no, no, you ain't
dropping out on me, are you?

I mean, 'cause that would be
some fucked-up shit right now.

Oh, hell, no, man.
No, I'm with it.

It's just that he pressing me
to do this speech at the PJs

and some anti-gang shit.

And my PO review is
right around the corner,

so now I just got to...

I feel like I got...
You know what? Nah.

You know what? I got it.

No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no. It's all good.

And you bugging hard, Diamond,

and this really ain't
nothing, all right?

You do your thing.

Get your PO to fucking focus on
some other bullshit right now.

I can handle DSD.

Any fallout from that guy
you fucked up last night?

- He wasn't with anyone, right?
- Nah.

He was just some wannabe
player that worked his way

into the wrong members-only
club on the wrong night,

fucking with the wrong
fucking white girls.

You know, I'm kind
of glad he did,

'cause I got to
see you in action.

Besides that, everything
else was easy.

- Mm-hmm.
- Just us girls.

You know, I think we can really
own this town if we wanted to,

put the men in their place.

Jenard said you were ambitious.

I'm glad
Jenard approves.

I got it from my
father, I guess.

So...

what do you think?

Should we make this
a long-term thing?

I say we squeeze this hustle
for every ounce it gives us.

- Then we'll talk.
- Okay.

Pleasure doing
business, Claudia.

Thank you.

I'm David Sampson.

I'd like to thank
Parole Officer Reeves

for inviting me to
speak to you today.

I spent 15 years
locked up in State,

and it gave me a lot of time

to think about how I got there.

You know, the truth is,

I've done a lot of bad things
in life that I am not proud of,

but I did my time, and now
that I got out of prison,

I have a second chance on life,

and I'm not gonna throw it away.

I'm gonna get the most
out of my time here.

Life is short.

I want a future.

I'm not gonna let
myself be defined

by my past mistake,
and-and neither should you.

Now, I came here today

to tell you that
people can change.

Now, change ain't easy.

Lord knows it
hasn't been for me.

Well, don't let
the circumstances

that you were born
into limit your life.

Fight for the life
that you want.

There's a bigger
world out there.

You just need to find it.

- Amen! Yes!
- Yes!

Thank you.

How does it feel, man?

- Well, well, well...
- I mean, it feels good.

I guess I did a'ight.

- Yeah.
- I would say so.

Me and Mom could tell you were
a little bit nervous at first,

but then you got over it.

For real?

He doesn't hold back, does he?

Nope, no idea where
he gets it from.

But you did a really great job.

Yeah, well, thank you.

And I appreciate
y'all coming out.

- Of course.
- Yeah.

I'm gonna go get some shaved
ice. I'll be right back.

Well, you look beautiful today.

Oh, thank you.

Leon rushed me out the house,

so this is the best
that I could do.

I've been meaning to
ask you to dinner,

let me treat you the way
a woman should be treated.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Well, my sister already owed me,

and I was gonna drop
Leon off there later.

I can come by after that.

Yeah, that sounds perfect.

And don't think
I'm dipping out on Jamal.

We haven't been a
couple in a minute.

Ma, what flavor you want?

Uh, do they have pineapple?

Make it quick, okay? I'm
on a short fucking leash.

I got you.

This is the wire.

Behind the pendant,
there's a mic.

It's got a switch.
Little push up, it's on.

- Mm-hmm.
- Down, it's off.

All right, give it to me.

What if I get found out?

I'll catch a bullet

before you can do
anything about it, right?

Marks would kill me
for telling you this,

but if you got to
ditch the wire,

ditch the fucking wire.

It's your call.

It's all worthless
if you're dead.

That's reassuring.
Good to know my worth.

You're doing the
right thing, you know?

Just the other day, an
innocent girl got killed

because of Tommy Egan and
the business he's doing.

This wire could
save innocent lives.

It could even save my
daughter's life someday.

Remember that.

Vic.

What's this?

It's a tracker.

We need you to put
it on Egan's car.

Listen to me.

Your grandfather was
the most dangerous man

in the most dangerous
city in Mexico.

Then he did what men seem to do

when they taste their own power.

He got complacent.

He took his eyes off the ball,
so they cut out his eyes.

We're stronger than
ever, old lady.

Ché cut off the Serbs.

And whose idea was that?

Don't let what happened to
your grandfather happen to you.

Tommy Egan will come
for your spot next.

CBI's growth is
making us look great

with the Estrada Cartel.

We're making them more
money than we ever have,

and Egan can't come for my spot.

Never even met Ché.

Ese pendejo Chavo Cardenas
will never work with us.

He's gonna have no choice.

Los serbios are done,

and Ché doesn't know
that Egan's big moves

are the only reason
I can fill that spot.

The Garcias...

are about to become the
only connect in Chicago.

♪ I done seen
Too much shit... ♪

Diamond
skipping out on us?

Nah, he had other
business to worry about.

What business is that?

- Fuck.
- Jesus Christ.

They about to jump into my ride.

♪ And all your
ops Gonna have a feast ♪

Fuck, okay, here we go.

What the fuck?

No, they didn't.

What you be about, white boy?

I be about to lose my shit.

What the fuck? We
here to see Chavo.

He's expecting us.

Diamond from CBI
set up the meet.

Shake 'em. Shake 'em up.

Man, this ain't right.

You want to step in with
Chavo? Rules is rules.

Yeah, all right, whatever.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Tommy Egan.

Oof, man, your name's been
ringing all over Chicago.

I'm glad we finally
get a chance to meet.

Yeah, same. This here is...

Victor Flynn, Northside Irish.

Yeah, I know who you are.

I hope the security protocols
didn't sour the mood.

Maybe I seen Terminator
too many times.

We got to make sure no
one comes in here packing.

Yeah, I understand that,

but, uh, I'ma need a new
window for the brick.

Really?

Well, that depends on
what you're here to offer.

I'ma get right to the point.

I'm here to offer a fully
united gang coalition

that's gonna move more product
than Chicago has ever seen.

Whoo!

Egan.

You must be smoking
your own shit.

That's the most absurd
thing I ever heard.

It's already in motion.

Irish on the North Side, CBI.

RDs, all of Garfield Park,
we all done shook hands,

and we making money hand
over fist because of it.

Well, that shit
ain't gonna last,

'cause someone always
pops their mouth off

to the wrong motherfucker

or fucks someone else's bitch.

That's why working
together is all upside.

If don't nobody ever drop
that beef with anybody,

then the Feds don't stop
showing up on your doorstep,

arresting entire crews and
seizing all your product.

Este cabrón.

That sounds like some kind

of fucking entrapment
shit right there, Chavo.

Hey, man, I'ma need more time.

I just can't ditch my connect.

Your connect?

Oh, you're talking
about the Serbs, right?

So I guess you ain't heard yet.

The Estrada Cartel... they
cut them off completely.

They're bone dry.

So, if you want to eat,

you got no choice
but to join us.

We got no choice, huh?

That's right.

And you don't make
shit if you're dead,

blanquito cabrón de mierda.

What the fuck?

And you don't got no
corners if I'm dead.

Tranquilo.

I got to say, I like
your style, Egan.

Chicago's been waiting
for someone like you

for a long time.

Fuck the Serbs.

I never liked them anyway.

I just liked them

more than that
mamabicho Miguel Garcia.

Motherfucker's on
that old-school shit.

Thinks he's better than
me 'cause he's Mexican

and I'm Puerto Rican?

You beat Miguel's price.
Fuck that motherfucker.

Let's make some money.

And, uh, I'll get
you a new window.

Now, see, that's some
principles I can fuck with.

Word.

I appreciate you.

- I'll talk to you soon, Chavo.
- Yeah.

Come on, Vic.

Hey.

Hey, I know I'm early,

Yeah, you are, but,
damn, you look good.

Come on, come in.

Thanks.

Okay, this is nice.

You know what?

I wouldn't mind
staying in tonight.

Okay.

Okay.

♪ I want a
freak and a lady ♪

♪ Everything in between ♪

♪ It's what I want for me ♪

♪ Ooh, baby ♪

♪ Can you do that for me? ♪

♪ I'm gonna love her forever ♪

♪ Every night and day ♪

♪ I want to know
That wherever we go ♪

♪ I can love you every way ♪

♪ That's why I want
a freak And a lady ♪

♪ Everything in between ♪

What do you think of my idea?

The Viagra Triangle? All those
douchebags trying to get laid?

Yeah, I'm not talking
about us partying there.

I'm talking about
doing business there.

All those rich, white kids
love spending money on drugs,

so let's put that
money in our pockets.

My father always stayed
away from those clubs

because of a deal with
one of his old cronies.

Well, Walter is dead, and
it is a whole new day, boo.

What I'm saying is, I don't
have any footing there.

My mom is a silent partner
in one of the clubs.

We can move drugs there.

It'll be like shooting
fish in a barrel.

You're interested
in the drug game.

I'm interested in you and, yes,
making some of my own money.

Okay. If we do this,
we're gonna need Shanti.

No, Cloudy.

The only thing you need is me.

- Hey, babe.
- What's up, babe?

Jenard.

I'm right here. What's up?

Oh, yeah, see, I got you, right?

That's cool, but, nah.

I got some serious shit to
talk to you about, girl.

Mm-hmm, mwah. Watch this.

- I do, too.
- What's up?

- Where the fuck you get this?
- Promise me you won't get mad.

- Shanti...
- Promise me, Jenard.

A'ight, fine, what's up?

I went to that white bitch
Claudia and took her up

on that hustle she tried
selling you the other day.

After I just got
good with D and CBI?

Why the fuck would
you do that, Shanti?

You promised me you
weren't gonna get mad.

Man, what the fuck you expect?

If Diamond or
motherfucking Tommy

find out you out here messing
around with Claudia Flynn,

what you think they
gonna do, babe?

They gonna cut us
right the fuck out.

- Then what we gonna have?
- Babe, this is something

that could be ours
and ours only.

Your fingerprints are
nowhere near this.

And trust me, that
Flynn bitch knows

this is too good to fuck up.

I got you, babe. I got you.

You a motherfuck.

But fuck all that. You
want to hear what I got?

Tell me, babe.

Watch this.

Motherfucking Tommy.

This dumbass nigga is fucking
with Mireya Garcia, bro,

Miguel little sister.

Oh, Egan fucked up big-time.

I can't wait.

I swear to God, I'm finna
put this nigga on blast.

I'm putting his business
all in the streets.

- Watch.
- No, nah, nah, nah, nah.

Never interrupt the enemy
when he's making a mistake.

Let Tommy fuck himself up.

We just sit back
and watch the show.

Good shit today. You
bagged the fucking DSDs.

Yeah, you know what?

I didn't know if working with
you was gonna be a good thing.

- But it is.
- We make a good team.

Yeah, good work today, champ.

- I'll hit you up tomorrow.
- All right, bet.

Fucking Feds.

Jesus, why the fuck we
got to meet in person again?

Marks needs an update.

I don't give a fuck what
she needs. This is too...

- What the fuck is going on?
- Hey, hey, hey.

Don't even
think about it!

You know this motherfucker?

No, I don't fucking
know him. You know him?

He a cop. Is
you a fucking snitch?

No, Tommy, I'm not
a fucking snitch!

Then what the fuck was
you doing with him?

Fucker rolled up on me!

There's only one way to prove
that you really ain't a snitch.

What you waiting for,
Vic? Put a bullet in him.

Do it!

No, Victor, you
don't have to do...

♪ Yeah, lay it to
rest Or lay him to rest ♪

♪ Level my vest
Load up my tool ♪

♪ My level of stress Done
went through the roof ♪

♪ I'm feeling vexed ♪

♪ Blowing my weed
Sipping this lean ♪

♪ Popping my X ♪

♪ Trolling my
feed I see a opp ♪

♪ We should've left ♪

♪ Praying for T
Praying for Tank ♪

♪ Especially Jet ♪

♪ For all of my niggas
Who regularly step ♪

♪ Chasing the bag
I'm out of breath ♪

♪ Running my city
Repping my set ♪

♪ I ain't no Diddy But
I'll write a check ♪

♪ That come with a shooter
And it'll be neck ♪

♪ And you'll be gone
And he'll be next ♪

♪ Don't be alarmed
Get two to the head ♪

♪ Word is my bond
Word to my dad ♪

♪ Word to my moms
You in the red ♪

♪ Yeah, for the gang ♪

♪ For the crew, let it bang ♪

♪ Any move be a sting ♪

♪ Play it cool
Know your lane ♪

♪ Know the rules of the game ♪

♪ You get locked
And detained ♪

♪ Hold it down Get arraigned ♪

♪ Get a bell, do the same ♪