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Previously on "Power"...

Agent Greg Knox
has caught us a very big fish.

Knox: | found Vibora Ruiz.
He's agreed to testify against Lobos.

Tasha: Why would you
bring a gun to school?

Shawn got shot so | thought
it could happen to me, too.

Dad, you're not here
to protect nobody no more.

Angela:
I'm sorry about the gun.

Maybe we pushed
the kid thing too fast.

Maybe | should hang out
with the kids alone for a while.

Tasha: You got no clue
what you're getting yourself into.

Holly: | haven't decided
if I'm keeping it yet.

| really love Tommy
and | want to be a family.

- | just...
- Tommy doesn't know?

- Who did this to you?
- It was Lobos.

Holly: Don't worry, baby.
Everything's gonna be all right.

- Who's the target?
- James St. Patrick.

I They say this is
a big, rich town J

~ | just come from
the poorest part J

S Bright lights, city life,
| gotta make it J

This is where it goes down J

f | just happen to come up hard J

~ Legal or illegal, baby,
| gotta make it J

- | never took
a straight path nowhere J

I Life's full of twists and turns,
bumps and bruises J

f | live, | learn, I'm from that city full
of yellow cabs and skyscrapers f

J It's hard to get a start
in these parts without paper J

- Homie, | grew up in hell,
a block away from heaven J

~ That corner every 15 minutes,
they moving seven Jf

f Pure snow, bag it,
then watch it go J

f Occupational options,
get some blow or some hos J

~ Shoot the ball or the strap,
learn to rap or to jack J

~ Fuck it, man, in the meantime,
go 'head and pump a pack Jf

? This my regal, royal flow,
my James Bond bounce Jf

J That 007,
that's 62 on my count f

~ I'm an undercover liar,
| lie under the covers J

~ Look a bitch in the eyes
and tell her, baby, | love ya J

f You're my inspiration,
you're my motivation J

~ You're the reason that
I'm moving with no hesitation J

I They say this is
a big, rich town J

- Yeah, I just come from
the poorest part J

S Bright lights, city life,
| gotta make it J

This is where it goes down J

- J Oh, yeah J
-J Yeah J

f | just happen to come up hard J

~ Legal or illegal, baby,
| gotta make it J

Tommy. You okay?

This shit last night,
| can't make sense of it.

Tommy, you know who it was.

It was Lobos.

Yeah.

| thought that,
but it don't track

- that he'd want to cut off his money.
- Who else would it be, then?

Lobos told you
he wanted Ghost dead.

He doesn't sound like
the type of guy to wait forever.

What do you think Lobos is gonna do
when he learns you're still alive?

He's gonna send somebody
to finish the job.

And that includes me,
just like it did Bell.

Tommy, we can do this.

Me... you...

together.

We can kill Ghost.

(cell phone vibrates)

Don't. Don't answer that.

We are not leaving this apartment
until we find a way to kill him

once and for all.

We have to save ourselves.

(siren wailing in distance)

f The way that you stare J

/ It's so addictive J

f The way that you breathe I

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~ So when you talk J

~1can't help but listen J

/1feel every sound J

~ You could say I'm obsessive J

I'm in danger J

~ But | savor the thrill of you J

| know that it's wrong J

~ But I, | want to indulge in you J

J I've taken too much Jf

f "Cause I, | need every touch
from you J

J 1 take it so strong J

JI, | waited so long for you... J

Angie, what's wrong?

We love each other.

Everything's gonna work out.
That's what matters.

That's not all that matters.

(sighs)

There's just so many
obstacles between us.

Obstacles?

What obstacles
are you talking about?

Tariq hates me,
and Paz hates you.

And then there's your wife.

You're still married to Tasha.

(cell phone vibrating)

| got to get going.
We can talk about this later tonight.

(speaking Spanish)

Like-like a magic show.

No, no, no, eh?

You control Ruiz,
but if he becomes a problem...

I'm gonna have to tell Hugo
to kill somebody else.

- (indistinct conversations)
- (cell phone vibrating)

You know what?
Why don't you, uh, go ahead?

I'll be in there in two minutes, okay?
Sorry.

James, can | call you back?

| need you to look
into something for me.

Tasha and I,
we're already living apart,

so | think a separation agreement's
the next logical step.

Oh, so Miss Valdes is putting
the screws to you, huh?

But you sure you want to
formally separate?

Spousal privileges can be tricky.

What does Tasha know?

| said a separation,
not a divorce, Proctor, not yet,

but she wouldn't hurt the kids or
our bank account by sending me to fail.

She told me that herself.

So look,
if | send you the specifics,

can you bring the papers
by Truth later today?

- You got a guy, right?
- Yeah, I'll see what my guy can do,

- and I'll call you later, okay?
- You do that. Later.

AUSA Angela Valdes.
This is unexpected.

- You don't have to do this.
- | think I do.

It's a pretty rough neighborhood.
You know that.

Listen, we both know why
you went off and found Ruiz.

You want him to try and prove
this theory of yours

about Jamie being Ghost.

Why isn't putting Lobos in prison
enough for you?

Why is it enough for you?

Never would have been before.

What happened to you?

You used to be
one of the good guys.

So did you.

You keep trying to force
Jamie into this prosecution,

but it's not gonna work,
and it could cost us Lobos.

You love the guy?

No matter what he does,
no matter what you learn,

he really is,
you just can't let go.

| get it.

Aren't you tired of
lying for him, though?

I'm tired of fighting you.

You hate me.
You can't forgive me, fine.

But don't screw up this case
because of me.

Don't screw up this case
because of him, Angela.

See you at work?

(clears throat)
Hey.

Yeah, I'm almost done.
| know, we have to leave.

Change of plans.

You're gonna get to spend the day
with your father.

- What?
- Yeah.

- Do I have to?
- (scoffs)

Tariq, sweetheart,
this is a good thing.

You two can spend
some quality time together.

- What, Angela too busy?
- Watch it, boy, okay?

What is going on?
Come on.

| don't know.
It's just like...

nothing's the same
with him anymore.

Everything's just different.
He's different.

Tariq, this is...

this is where we are now.

| know things don't look like
the way you want them to,

but your dad is trying, okay?

He wouldn't want to spend the day
with you if he wasn't, right?

The least you can do is try, too.

All right, if you're saying
that | have to, then I will.

It's not that | wanted to, though...

‘cause | don't.

Ruiz and his lawyers
seen the proffer agreement?

Received it this morning,

expecting to have it signed this afternoon
after we've got Ruiz on record.

All we need from him is to
corroborate his meeting with Lobos.

This would be the same meeting
that DEA Agent

Juan Julio Medina
witnessed while undercover?

- Correct.
- Looks good, Valdes.

I don't know, sir.
Is... is this the best we can do?

- How do you mean, Agent Knox?
- | just...

You know, while we've got the snake,
why not squeeze him

for every last drop of venom
he's got, right?

That way, instead of hoping
to just go to trial,

we can bury Lobos
under the fucking jail.

Saxe: Hmm.

Are you suggesting we ask Ruiz

to give up Lobos's
whole New York organization?

Yes, yes.

Places, product, and names.

It might not be the worst idea,
but would he go for it?

- I'm not sure he will, sir.
- Angela: We'll have everything we need

with the corroboration from Ruiz
about his meeting with Lobos.

Everything else is inconsequential.

True, but Ruiz doesn't know that.

If we change strategy midstream,
it'll upset Ruiz and his attorney.

It's not what they agreed to.

We could end up with nothing.

We could indict Ruiz on his own crimes
if he forces our hand.

Let's use Greg's approach.

All right, Saxe,
adjust the agreement.

If Ruiz fingers Lobos, great,

but if we can roll up
the whole bunch, why not?

I've got a meeting.
I'll expect a report.

Knox: Of course, sir.

(door opens, closes)

This can't be that complicated.

Why don't you just walk up to him
and put a bullet in his head?

Because this isn't
the fucking movies.

If | do it in broad day like that,
somebody's gonna see me for Sure,

and then I'm locked up in a cage
upstate in two seconds flat.

(pounding on door)

Ma, what the fuck
are you doing here?

| didn't have a fucking choice.

The mortgage is past due.

- Just...
- What the hell happened to you?

Nothing.

Look, there must have been
some sort of mix-up.

I'll call Tasha and have her
bring some checks over.

- (cell phone vibrating)
- Hey, whoever did this to you,

you and James are gonna
take care of this, right?

No, Ma, fuck Ghost.

Told you | don't want
nothing to do with him.

Who the hell is this?

Ma, this Holly.

You must be Tommy's mother.

Hi. I'm Holly, his girlfriend.

Is that my mother's ring?

Yeah, | bought it out of hock,

where you put it,
and then | gave it to her.

Look, Ma, Holly and |
got a lot to do today.

As soon as Tasha
brings the checks over,

I'll bring them by, okay?
Don't worry about it.

I'm not worried about it,
‘cause I'm not leaving until | get them.

Besides, | want to
get to know Haley...

- Holly.
- Holly, right.

See? We need to get to know
each other better.

(music playing)

For you, son.

- For the game tonight?
- Well, | planned on

giving you those before
you took Angela's gun,

so what was once a gift is something
that you're now gonna have to earn.

- Putting you to work today.
- (sighs)

- Yo, James.
- Andre, good morning.

- Hey, man, we need to rap real quick...
- Meet my son, Tariq.

Tariq, Andre.

Andre: What's up, dog?

Just need to talk to
your father real quick.

We can do that later.
Look, a delivery just got here.

| figured you could use
some extra hands for the day.

Tariq could use a crash course
in the club,

so he's your assistant for the day.

Dad?

You mind showing him the ropes?

- Okay.
- Cool.

You, pay attention.

(Andre mumbles)

Man: Look, folks,
we got to clear this hallway.

Thank you.

Charlie, what the hell's going on?

Some high-valued federal witness
being moved through.

All nonessential personnel
leaving the area.

(whispers)
Charlie, hold the elevator.

- Man: Sir.
- What the fuck?

(cell phone vibrates)

Miss Valdes,
I'm glad | caught up with you.

Uh, now that we're gonna have
Ruiz's testimony against Lobos,

| think you should start
pre-trial motions.

Jury selection on a guy like this
is gonna be a bitch.

We should think about
wealthy widows, no kids.

No reason to take a bribe, right?
Walk with me, okay?

There's a whole bunch of things...

| want it on the record
that conducting this here

rather than the safety of my client's
original location wasn't lost on us.

Oh, well, uh,
let me be the first to apologize

for the terrible
inconvenience, Mr. Ruiz.

We should have known
we couldn't pull a fast one on you.

I've seen this little intimidation game
you're playing before

done better by better.

So can we just get to why I'm here?

Bullshit.

| came here to talk about what happened
with Lobos, nothing more.

- You people have a lot of nerve.
- Hold on.

Your client's not under arrest.

He could walk out
and back to his old life,

but, Vibora,
you know what's awaiting you.

Enemies trying to kill you,
Feds looking to bust you.

Or you say yes

and we protect you
and your business

as long as you work with us
as a criminal informant.

Let me get this straight.

So you risk my client's life

by marching him
through this building,

where anyone can see him
dealing with the Feds,

and then you tell him he should snitch
on his whole organization,

everyone he knows,
in order to stay safe?

| don't know if this is
incompetence or extortion,

but either way,
it's not what we were promised.

Can you leave me alone
with my client?

| don't know if or when
we'll be willing to talk again.

(clears throat)

Leave us alone.

I thought you got Vibora Ruiz

- to leave town and stay that way.
- | did.

Well, | just saw him
at the fucking Federal Building.

- Ruiz got arrested?
- Oh, it didn't look like an arrest,

and he was with
your girlfriend, Angela.

- She didn't tell me.
- Yeah...

I'm over there, and they start
clearing everybody out for a--

a high-value federal witness,

and in walks Ruiz.

So he's gonna snitch,

but the question is, on who?

(sighs)

You sure he's gonna be loyal?

I'm gonna take that face
you're making as a no.

Look, with Ruiz in play,

everything he knows
is potentially on the table.

Yeah.

That could be bad for Lobos
but worse for you.

Angela didn't warn you at all?

- No.
- Huh.

| know you've been adamant
about not using her,

but, James, it's obvious
that she doesn't have your back.

(sighs)

Oh.

Got the separation papers
you asked for.

You sure you still want them?

So why you ain't in school, man?

Got suspended.

You got suspended?

What happened,
you was yelling too loud

at a lacrosse game or something?

It's that bad, huh?

Just thought, | mean,
your pops had money so...

Hey, don't even trip on it,
little homie, everybody been there.

You got in trouble at school, too?

Hell, yeah.

| don't know nobody in the hood
didn't get in trouble.

So how'd you get here?

To be real with you,
um, | had my daughter.

You know, the best thing
that ever happened to me, man.

Didn't want her to grow up
the same way I grew up

or, uh, you had--
your dad had to.

Wait, so you grew up
where my pop grew up?

Yeah.

Did you know his driver, Shawn?

Yeah, you know, um...

I met him a few times.
He was a good kid.

Yeah, he was my friend,
but he died.

My dad, he didn't even care.

Oh, nah, nah.

Trust me, your pops cared.

| was with him
when he found out about Shawn.

He took that real hard, man.

- Yeah?
- Yes, very.

(cell phone vibrates)

(water running)

(door opens)

Tommy, | could use
a little pick-me-up.

So how'd you two meet?

Uh, | was a waitress at Truth.

Oh, so you fucked the boss.

That's always the way to go
when you don't want to work anymore.

(groans)

What, are you gonna stand like a statue,
or are you gonna join in?

Actually, I'm okay.

Oh...

little Miss Bottle Service
is too good for it, huh?

Yeah, Hol, it's the good stuff.

- Come on.
- (pounding on door)

- What's up, Tash?
- Hey, what's up?

All right, so | brought
the stuff you were look...

Well, I'm glad to see
the family's all together.

Tasha! It's so good to see you.

Oh! Good to see you.

Goodness, Kate,
| thought you quit.

Oh, a little in the morning
never hurt, right, Tommy?

Tommy: Right.

So how's everything?
How's Jamie?

Honestly, | can't say I see
very much of him anymore, Ms. Egan.

- Ghost moved out.
- Yeah. Ma, | told you.

Oh, oh, right.

He's messing around with that girl
he knew from high school,

- Angela Valdes?
-Mm-mmm.

That's still going on?
| thought he'd be over that by now.

Mm.

Ah, yeah, I'm in a rush,
so you said you needed these?

- Oh, yeah, yeah.
- Sign it.

Tommy: Johnny Hancock.
There we go.

- That should do it. Okay.
- Tasha: Thank you.

- All right, I'll walk you out.
- No, no, no.

I'm too hungry to go anymore.

- Got any food, Tommy?
- Hungry?

No, | don't have any food.

Kate: Why the hell
don't you have any food?

She does blow with her son?

Yeah, well, this is Kate
on good behavior, actually.

- Jesus.
-Mm-hmm, | told you about her.

Wait until Tommy
tells her about the baby.

Shh.

Fuck, you haven't told him yet?

I'm-I'm sorry she brought up
the whole Ghost thing.

Is he with Angela today?

No, he's at the club planning
some damn party, as usual.

Look, I'm gonna slip out
before she gets back.

- Bye, Tommy! Bye, Kate!
- Kate: Bye, Tasha.

What the fuck happened to the deal
you offered me in California?

Still got a chance to get the deal.
It's fine.

They're just...

they're gonna need a little more
from you than Lobos, that's all.

And like I said, you want Lobos,
I will give him to you,

but anything beyond that
is on you people.

As soon as Nunez returns,

I'm taking my information,
and I'm leaving.

- I'd strongly advise against that.
- You would, huh?

Why is that?

"Cause I know you ordered
the murder of Nomar Arcielo,

and I know you had
Tommy Egan do it.

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

I didn't kill anyone,
and I don't even know who that is.

Yes, you do.

And with Nomar, sick fuck,

being a federal informant,

means you got the death penalty
staring you in the face, Ruiz.

You don't say anything...

You know what?

You said enough
on the voice recordings

Nomar got for us
by wearing a wire.

My, um, well,
my personal favorite

was the one where Tommy Egan
came and checked on you

following your stabbing.

That's very sweet.

What do you want?

What | need is
the chain of command.

You're gonna give me
the chain of command

of who was between you and Lobos.

You give me the identity of Ghost,

you're gonna get the deal,

and you and | will never
have to see each other again.

(music playing)

(music stops)

(music playing)

Much obliged.

| wanted to apologize.

Apparently, we lost eyes on you
inside the club

and weren't able to tail you.

It was a long night, Dean.

Loud music. | just wanted to get out
of there without an entourage.

That's it.

Is, uh, that gonna be a trend?

| ask because
the manpower needed

to properly secure
your three clubs

comes on top of
their time securing you.

Well, actually, being that I'm paying,
it's my time, isn't it?

- That's true.
- Which at this point,

| think | may no longer need,

seeing as though you said
no one has been following me.

- Well, we still need to be sure...
- Then it's settled.

You and your men just stay on
the clubs only moving forward

and cease following me
in my personal life.

Okay, if that's what you want.

Is that your son?

Yeah, his name is Tariq.

He's a good-looking boy.

Son, you learning
anything at the club?

Yeah, | guess.

(music continues)

(music stops)

| joined the Twitter.

- (chuckles) "The Twitter."
- Yeah.

| got a lot of images there.
Check ‘em out.

Tell me if I'm doing all right.

Yeah, that's some good pictures,
but it's not "The Twitter."

It's just Twitter.

You should join Instagram
and Snapchat, too.

You're pretty much on top
of this stuff, huh?

Basically.

You're a smart kid, Tariq,

smarter than I ever was.

Which is why | work so hard
to provide opportunities for you

that | never had.

It's also why I'm a little confused
by your actions lately, son.

What's going on, man?

Come on, 'Riq, talk to me.

It's just me and you here.

No principal, not your mother.

Just you and your father.

Why would you really go
in Angela's purse and take a gun?

Somebody bothering you at school
| should know about?

No.

Is it what's going on
between me and your moms?

Because we told you,
no matter what happens,

it will never change the way that
we feel about you and your sisters.

| was just angry.

You move out,
you make us meet Angela,

and you move in with her,
and you don't even talk to us about it.

Like, what kind of father does that?

A real man apologizes

when he's done something wrong.

Guess the way | handled
all of that was wrong.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, son.

All right.

Mike.

Mike, you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Just really want to nail this fucker.

Nunez called.
He's on his way back.

Ruiz wants to talk.

Son of a bitch
finally came to his senses.

Once we have Ruiz's agreement in place,
we got Lobos by the balls.

| want Ruiz transferred and locked down
in D.C. until he testifies.

I'll get right on it, sir.

Wow, we finally get Lobos

and now everybody else who worked
for him in our jurisdiction, huh?

I'll be right back.

What the fuck did you do?

Angela: Jamie.

You asked me before,

if things ever got serious,
would | tell you if you need a lawyer?

Well, | think you need to get one.

I see.

Were you gonna tell me about Ruiz?

How do you know about that?

Is he in town to testify
against Tommy, Lobos, me, what?

- I'm trying to figure it out here.
- How do you know about Ruiz?

Not from you,
and that's what matters.

This is the "obstacle"
that you were talking about?

| mean, you know why
he's a problem today, right?

Ruiz is a problem today
because of you

and what you did
with his daughter Isabel.

See, I got rid of him.

| got him to leave,
vanish even,

to help you
so you could help me.

| have helped you,
more than | should have.

You have to trust me.

| have trusted you...

before now.
Now | don't know.

Angela, | really don't want to...

but if | have to, I'll fix it myself.

But don't-don't make me.

Just-just help me.

- Just help me.
- | used to be a good prosecutor.

And I'm trying to be
a good man...

- for you.
- (cell phone vibrating)

That's my office.

| got to go.

- Nana, Dada's home.
- (girl babbling)

I'm coming, baby.

I'm coming.
I'm coming.

She's lucky,
she didn't even get your nose.

Girl: Do, do, do, do.

Kanan: Do, do, do.

Told your girl
I'll look after little mama.

Yes, | did.
That's what | told your mama.

You failed me, Dre.

- You picked Ghost over me.
- No, no, | didn't.

Look, look, just put--
just put my daughter down, please.

Shh. | don't want to hear it.
You had one job, one.

Now you standing there like
you're gonna have to shit yourself.

- (girl crying)
- Oh, what's the matter?

Andre:
Baby, it's okay, baby, it's okay.

Look, look, look, y-you know,
you don't understand.

- Look, Ghost-Ghost-Ghost...
- Wanna fly?

- ...trust me.
- Fly, baby? Fly, baby?

Look, look, look, look, look!
Wait, wait, wait, wait!

| promise you. | promise you.
| promise you.

Please, I'm right where
you want me to be.

Shit, | mean, | just spent
the whole day with his kid, man.

| just-- Trust me, bro.

| promise you,
I'm right where you want me to be.

- (girl crying)
- It's gonna be okay, baby.

Come on. Come on.
Go on to Daddy.

It's gonna be okay, baby.
It's all over.

(shhing)

I'll need you soon enough,
so stay ready.

Hey, this place--
this place is really nice, man.

You're doing real good.

You didn't have shit
when I met you, boy.

- (girl crying)
- It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.
It's okay. It's okay, baby.

| already told your friend
that | was gonna talk, Miss...

- AUSA Angela Valdes.
- Angela Valdes.

(speaking Spanish)

Hmm.

If getting your deal
is important to you,

the easier you make our job,
the better it is for you.

The best way for you to do that
is in the proffer session.

Stick only to
your meeting with Lobos.

Only to my meeting with Lobos?

What the hell is going on here?

First you people tell me you want me
to say everything, and then...

Your friend told me that
| have to snitch on Ghost

because of Nomar,
or else | get the death penalty.

| have no choice.

| don't know who said what...

but | wouldn't be concerned
about that right now.

“Wouldn't be concerned"?

You have me on tape.
Conversations.

If we were going to take you to trial
for the murder of Nomar,

your motive would be that he was
fucking your 14-year-old daughter.

What he did with her was terrible,

and no jury in the land
would convict you of that.

My boss wants Lobos.

Just give us him, nothing else.

Ghost saved your life.

Vladimir, Drifty.

Holly: You told me she was gonna leave
as soon as She got checks.

We are running out of time.

You got to do something, Tommy.

- Step up.
- All right.

Jesus, get the fuck off.

Would have done more,
but this is all you had.

Somebody ought to do
some shopping.

- Come on, Ma.
- (cell phone vibrates)

Kate:
Wow, is this mood you're in

because of what's going on
between you and James?

You always act like this
when you two fight.

But Jamie has always
shown up for you.

He ever tell you about the time
these two boys jumped him?

We lived in a black neighborhood.

Called him all kinds of names
for being white.

James found those boys.

Gave them what they had
coming to 'em.

They never bothered Tommy again.

No one did, as a matter of fact.

(pounding on door)

- Yo, J.
- Yo.

Kate: Hey, Tommy,
who's your friend?

Tall shot of tequila, isn't he?

- Hola.
- Talk to me.

All right, so | made the rounds.
We're good to go.

- We might have a problem.
- Why?

Our dumb-ass Asian friend,
Dylan, he just got wet up.

- What?
- Yeah.

Him and his whole crew
got taken out.

Fuck.

He was a fucking piece of shit,

but we can't let motherfuckers
fuck with our people,

- so get strapped up.
- Right.

- Where did it happen?
- Outside some church in Hell's Kitchen.

- This happen last night?
- Yeah.

Hmm.

Any word on who took them out?

No, man, as far as | know,
| haven't heard or seen shit.

All right, don't make no moves.

- Huh?
- Yet.

Bet.

- (door opens, closes)
- It's time for you to go, Ma.

- I'll drive you to the train.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Nice to meet you.
- (clears throat)

- Yeah, nice to meet you, Kate.
- Yeah.

(whispers)
Get rid of her.

Hey, Holly's my girl.
| love her.

Oh, you sound like such an idiot.

Yo, why don't you
fucking play nice, all right?

- Can | ask you something?
- Yeah.

That shit you were saying
about Ghost, you really believe that?

Of course | do.
He's as much my son as you are.

| think you believe it, too.

All right, baby, I'll see you later.

(door opens, closes)

Did you meet with Felipe Lobos
at the Torres Fight Club?

What was the nature of that meeting?

Lobos was unhappy
with his drug distributor.

| offered my services.

Uh, what was his response?
Did he deny being a drug dealer?

No. He did decline
my services, though.

| believe he said we were
too low-rent for him.

You said Lobos was unhappy
with his distributor.

Do you know his name?

Ruiz: Yes.

Ghost.

That's the street name.
Do you know his real name?

No.

Saxe: You're saying that
you don't know the identity of Ghost.

My client answered
the question, Mr. Saxe.

What you-you don't?

W-what about the plan
you two took part in

to murder a criminal informant
of ours, Mr. Nomar Arcielo, huh?

See, we have your client on tape
in commission with Ghost.

We know you know
his real name, Mr. Ruiz.

If you refuse to tell us,

we're gonna have to give you the death
penalty for Nomar Arcielo's murder.

You can't prove my client knew
Mr. Arcielo was a criminal informant.

Even if my client were guilty
of that murder,

his motive is clear.

Nomar Arcielo was having sex
with his 14-year-old daughter.

It's the easiest affirmative
defense argument...

in history.

My client's willing
to give up Lobos, that's it.

- Okay...
- We'll take Lobos. We're done here.

Sign it.

It's a federal agreement stating that
in exchange for a reduced sentence,

you'll go on record
with information of Diego Jimenez,

leader of the Jimenez Cartels.

(speaking Spanish)

If you do it, it means
we're required to transfer you

from this facility to Teterboro,

where you'll be flown to D.C.
for witness prep.

It's up to you

whether you make it to Teterboro
while still in federal custody.

Ah. Hoo-hoo-hoo.

Once | have all the info,
you can contact your associates

on the outside
to make arrangements.

See you soon, coquito.

(door opens, closes)

Holly.

It all makes fucking sense now.

It wasn't Lobos
who was trying to kill me.

It was Dylan
and the fucking Koreans.

Holly: Wait, Julio told you this?

Yeah, and | bet you it was Ghost
who shot those motherfuckers.

It had to be.
Where the fuck is my phone?

Maybe it wasn't Lobos,

but that doesn't change the fact
that he wants Ghost dead,

and he's gonna kill us
if we don't do it.

That's why | got to talk to Ghost.

| got to sit down with him,
sort this shit out once and for all.

- I'll be back.
- Tommy, don't. Please.

| don't want you to get hurt.

Holly, what you mean?

Why would I get hurt?

Ghost: Who got courtside tickets
to the game, man?

- Tariq: You know we do.
- (music playing on radio)

Yeah, man, it should be fun.

I still like Nas better.

What? You like Nas better?

Oh, come on, man.
I-l got something for you to listen to.

Then play it.

- (music playing)
- You feel that?

No.

Wait right here.
I'll be right back.

~ By music J

~ Yeah, uh, and they look at me
like the nerve of J

| did what you should have done
a long time ago.

We don't have to worry
about Lobos anymore,

because we don't have to
worry about Ghost.

What did you do?

| had to protect us, Tommy.

You weren't gonna do it.

Holly, what the fuck did you do?!

- The Jamaicans.
- No!

You didn't do it,
so | fucking hired them myself.

You stay here.

You stay right fucking here.

| got to warn Ghost.

It's too late, Tommy.

It's too late.

Don't you say that!
Don't you fucking say that!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

- Don't you see why | did it?
- No, no, no, no, no.

Why | had to do it.

Holly, get out of here.

Get the fuck out of here right now!

(grunts)

| saved both our lives,
and you are gonna kick me out?!

After everything he said to you,
you still care about him?

He sent you to jail!

Took away your business!
Everything he did to me, to us!

We were supposed to
protect each other, Tommy.

It was supposed to be
about you and me.

So you had him fucking killed, huh?!

Behind my fucking back?!

Whatever it is between you and Ghost,
Tommy, it's not normal.

It's not fucking normal
the way you are.

You fucking bitch.
You fucking dumb cunt.

Now you got to love me best, baby,

"cause I'm all
you've fucking got left!

Shut up. Shut up!

- (grunts)
- (coughing)

f Who do you think you are? J

f 1 thought you went to school f

(music playing)

(tires screech)

You need to get out of here.
James.

James, go. We got this.

S All I'm trying to do
is make a profit

f lam destiny's child... f

- | need to take you home.
- What?

We're not going to the game
"cause you got rear-ended?

We can't just take a cab?

| need to take you home, damn it.

Don't argue with me, boy.

Put your fucking seat belt on!

You can't do anything
without Ghost.

(scoffs)
You can't live without him,

and now that he's dead,
you don't fucking exist,

and you know it!

(Tommy grunts)

Shut the fuck up.

Shut your mouth!

Shut your fucking rotten mouth!

- (no audible dialogue)
- (music playing)

Holly?

Come on, Hol.

Holly.

Come on, Hol.
Stop joking around.

Come on, baby.

Holly.

Holly? Fuck.

Holly, come here.
Come on. Stop doing this to me.

What are you doing?
This ain't funny.

Come on, Holly.
You okay?

You okay? You okay?

(no audible dialogue)

(cell phone vibrating)

Thomas, an unexpected development
has presented itself,

one that | must seize.

Pretty soon, I will be able
to spread my wings again,

but before that happens,
| need your help opening the cage.

So listen carefully.

| have a job for you.

Absolutely. I'll make sure
all the parties are notified.

Thanks.

Valdes, | need you to get
this paperwork started.

- Transfer papers for Ruiz?
- No, Felipe Lobos.

Lobos's attorney got word of
Ruiz's deal, and that was enough.

Lobos finally cracked and agreed
to give up the Jimenez cartel.

It was too much for D.C.
to pass up.

They want him transferred
right away.

| need those filed tonight.

Angela, this is a good thing.

We're still putting Lobos away,
plus another big fish.

It's good.

(door opens)

You don't have to worry
about Ruiz...

or Lobos, for that matter.

You're safe.

Lobos agreed to turn witness
against the Jimenez cartel.

He'll be transferred
out of state any day now.

The Lobos case is over.

You asked me to help you.

Hmm?

Has no one ever helped you before?

Not like this.

Not like you.

| know you feel like
you've compromised a lot for me, so...

(sighs)

If you still want me...

Jamie.

(laughs)

Do you think Tasha will sign them?

And if she does...

| don't know,
it could be dangerous.

It's-it's a risk.

A risk I'm willing to take.

| love you.

| mean it.

(music playing)

Tommy.

Tommy, you in here?

Tommy.

Help me.

It's done.

So the Koreans, that was you?

Yeah.

And someone tried
to take me out tonight.

They tried to fire on me
while | was with Tariq.

Tariq was with you?

- So that was you?
- No.

That was Holly.

Lobos hired me to kill you.

Said he'd do her--
her and me if | didn't,

but I still didn't do it.

So she...

Lobos isn't gonna stop
till you're in the ground.

Me too.

So you know what we got to do.

We got to kill Lobos...

together.

Together.

- (music playing)
- [ So can | get a fucking encore? J

~< Yeah J

~< Yeah J

-f Yeah J
- [ Can I get a fucking encore? J

~< Yeah J

~< Yeah J

-f Yeah J
- [ Can I get a fucking encore? J

~ Yeah, motherfucker J

- J Motherfucker J
- [ Can I get a fucking encore? J

f Shit S

- The hype man is here J

~ Started from FIFA
to top of the tier J

~ Got all of these stacks J

- "How did you do it?"
is all that | hear f

~ Man’s doing everything,
going from butch to us f

~ Making that movie thing,
flying from Vegas to Napa to partying J

~ Watching the progress
they show in "The Guardian" f

~ But that’s old news, first-born
bringing the bread to the table J

~ Viewing the shot on the low,
other mans on the hype J

~ Counting P’s
on the top of that label J

~ You gotta admit it,
nothing untrue when | go to just spit it [

~ Then my team is just killing it,
fam is just killing it S

~ Proud of them all
and I'm here to fulfill in it I

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