All language subtitles for POWER - S01 E05 - I Gotta Go (1080p - BluRay)

Previously on "Power..."

You recognize the
name Simon Stern?

He's one of the biggest
nightlife investors in New York.

You got some fine-ass-looking
girls serving drinks

in there, by the way.

There was this one, red
hair, tall, what's her name?

Her name is "Don't
touch the merchandise,

motherfucker."

Not everybody
understands us, Jamie.

I'm not going anywhere,
Tasha, I'm stuck here.

Right where you want me.

We'll have us a meeting.

I sit across the table, I
look all those motherfuckers

in the eye, and I find
out whose hitting me,

once and for all. Until
then, no one gets product.

So Lobos' New York distributor
is meeting with his network.

So not only is he
not getting us product,

but he doesn't respect
us enough to be here.

FBI, let me see your hands!

Why you switch up the spot for
the meeting at the last second?

You can never be too careful.

Where the fuck is Anibal?

I never stopped
thinking about you.

All these years.

Ripped By mstoll.

Hey, hey!

Oh, yeah, that's right, girl.

It feels like we're 15 again,
sneaking out of my parents' apartment.

It ain't like that.

My driver's parked in the back.

Of course. Just like
when we were 15.

I could've taken a cab.

What kind of guy
do you think I am?

Um, Angie, are we... What?

Okay, I guess.

Better than okay, I think.

Good night, Angela.

Good night, Jamie.

Watch that turn
now, Raina, okay?

Hold that out a little.

- You sound really good.
- Thank you.

And you will, too, if
you do what I said.

Good morning, sleepyhead.

Morning.

I didn't hear you
come in last night.

Yeah, the count
was off, so we stayed

to make sure it was right.

And y'all woke me up
with those beautiful voices.

You keep singing like that,
guarantee you get the lead.

The fifth graders never get it.

Yeah, but, baby
girl, they never seen

a fifth grader like
my Raina St. Patrick.

You come from good
stock, girl. You hear me, huh?

Your daddy's looks
and your mama's voice?

Whatever, Negro.

Uh-huh.

Gross.

Gross? Give me some sugar.

Wait, are you trying
to... What? Mmm.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Have a good day at school.

- Okay.
- All right.

Keep practicing that song.

So we got fuckups
all around, don't we?

The meeting information
from Nomar Arcielo was bogus.

And I take full responsibility
for that, Frankie.

But it's no worse
than the potential key

to the whole investigation
getting murdered

while you two idiots
were sitting outside.

Saxe, what were you
doing there, anyway?

You were supposed to write the
warrant, not go out on a field trip.

And you distracted Agent
Medina from good surveillance.

All due respect, Frankie,
I hardly think I'm to blame.

You're right. There's
enough blame to go around.

But the question is

where do we go from here?

If you were right and
Anibal was the distributor.

Lobos was unhappy with,
then Lobos had the biggest

motive to call a hit.

If we find Anibal's
killer, there's a chance

we could connect Lobos directly.

We're gonna need
NYPD cooperation for that.

Good luck with that.

The detective on the
case, Meredith Haines,

is a power-tripping bitch.

Takes one to know one, Saxe.

I'll talk to Detective Haines.

Let you know what I find out.

I'll drive you to the precinct.
I've got some friends over there.

If Detective Haines is
as prickly as they say,

then I'm better off going alone

so we can talk woman-to-woman.

You wanna try calling Nomar?

- He's not responding to our calls.
- Yeah, okay.

But at some point, we need to
talk about the dresser situation

from the other night.

Later, okay?

We're gearing up
for my High Holy Day.

That some kind
of religious shit?

No, we're celebrating
the day I got made.

Born into the mighty
Soldado Nation,

25 years ago.

Boys in my crew are getting
snake tattoos on their arms today

to honor me, Víbora.

Dos decades in the game.

Always seems like guys like us

should be able to not
look over our shoulder.

That's why Anibal's
death came as a surprise

to me and my partner.

Can't say it did
the same for me.

Because you made the order?

Because he's
straight up fat, man.

You ever see that
motherfucker eat?

I'm a businessman like you. I
don't wish death on any man.

Except if it benefits
my pockets.

Maybe you're trying to
take over the Taínos' turf.

I got enough trouble
maintaining my own territory.

I don't want to expand.

What about that
shit you were talking

at the Chinese spot?

About another connect.

I know a guy who knows a guy.

But it's not your
product's quality.

You here to accuse
me of something or not?

Because not too long ago
you came to me for help.

And I strapped your crew up.

Reason I'm here, papá.

Yeah?

You'd open up that damn
pipeline again like you did for Rolla.

But I haven't seen shit.

Give me a couple days to
get some things back in order.

You'll be flying high again.

Víbora.

Hmm.

For a minute there,
you had me thinking

you weren't gonna kill him.

Motherfucker straight
up lied to my face.

Didn't he, Tommy?

Knowing damn well he met
with Lobos about steppin' it up.

Told you it was Ruiz all along.

Yeah, except when
you said it was Anibal.

Except that I don't care, now I
just want to kill a motherfucker.

Yo, Shawn, you ready to
finally get your dick wet?

- Tommy!
- No, it's cool,

Uncle G, I wanna help.

Did I ask you
anything, Shawn? Huh?

- He ain't ready.
- Hey, the kid handled himself

at the meeting, Ghost.

Ain't it time we let him step
it up like his dad did with us?

Kid ain't ready.

All right, get out of here.

What's wrong with you,
man, huh? What's wrong?

How's he gonna get ready?

Driving you around ain't
prepping him for no real shit.

Ruiz is too hard of a target.

Shawn's green,
he'll get himself killed.

How the fuck we supposed
to explain to Kanan,

who gets out in a year,
that he's coming home

to no money and no son?

Fine, I'll do it.
Fast and clean,

Ruiz won't know what hit him.

Nah, I don't want any of our
hands getting dirty on this.

Okay? We need to outsource

so we have plausible deniability
in case something goes wrong.

I do it, ain't shit
gonna go wrong.

Important thing is
it stops, all right?

The streets don't
need to know we did it.

So long as it gets done.

Fine, you want to
blow loot, fuck it.

- I'll just call in the dreads.
- Good.

What?

I just can't help but
think none of this shit

would be going down
if Kanan were here.

If Kanan were here, we'd
still be working the corner.

Cheer up.

Let the Jamaicans do
their thing, man. Huh?

It'll all be over, it can
go back to business.

The way you want it, right?

- Right.
- Right?

Right.

I just want to talk about
Aníbal Santalises' murder.

Give me what you have.

And I'll give you
whatever federal resources

you need to clear this case.

And you'll get all the credit.

The victim's throat was slashed

and he was gouged in his
chest in the shape of a trident.

Calling card of
the Soldado Nation.

It's damn near
impossible to confirm.

Soldados don't so
much as talk to outsiders.

Then what if I can
get you an insider?

I'm listening.

I'll just need your
help finding him.

Why am I not surprised
to see you here?

I could have gone to any of
128 nightclubs in Manhattan.

Yeah, but you wound
up right here at Truth.

My client signed
off on your nightclub

when they found out what I
was getting on the back end.

And what exactly is that?

Have your people draw up a
contract, you're getting all four parties.

You should know that Simon Stern

fired his entire event
management team

when he found out
that he was underbid.

You're not making any friends.

It's not personal, just
business, Cynthia.

For now.

Congratulations,
James St. Patrick.

Every boldfaced name in town

is going to walk through
those doors this season.

Well played.

Thank you, Cynthia Sheridan.

I look forward to
working together.

I'd like to order some soup.

Right now, the only
thing we have is fish tea.

I had my heart set on
some mannish water.

Sorry, we're out of
that at the moment.

But why don't you look
at the menu and see

if there's anything else
you want to to order.

I was hoping to get
some in the next two days.

Let me talk to my son.

I'll contact you when
he make another batch.

What part is your
daughter auditioning for?

She's also going out for Annie.

That must be Suzie's fault.

She played the female
lead last year, too,

even though she
was only in 5th grade.

Must make the other
girls think they have a shot.

Thank you, Suzie, nicely done.

- Raina St. Patrick...
- I just would hate

for your daughter
to get her hopes up.

Raina will be just fine.

For you.

- Actually, I'm...
- I was told to have

this waiting for you.

No.

It's not polite to make
a lady drink alone.

I just want to remember
everything that happens tonight.

Aren't you presumptuous?

What line of work
are you in, Carlos?

I'm a salesman.

Oh, so what do you sell?

I sell people... a fantasy.

That feels a little
too real to me.

Hey, come on, don't do that.

Stay here.

In the moment.

You and me.

- Jamie?
- Who's Jamie?

Have we been here before?

I didn't think you'd remember.

Saved all my money
to bring you to the city.

And then could barely
afford the tokens to get back.

I was going crazy.

Trying to decide the
right moment to kiss you.

How about now?

Why is our fridge
the first place you start

every time you come over here?

- It's hard out here for a pimp.
- Mmm-hmm.

Uh-uh. Don't start.

You know how Ghost
gets about his Junior's.

He was supposed to
meet me here at 9:00.

He's late. It's
his fuckin' fault.

You noticing Ghost has
been MIA a lot lately?

Can you get more of this shit?

How much do you need, boy?

It's just... I got a girl.

I was thinking maybe
I'd bring her by for dinner.

Something ain't right.

You must be coming
down with something

if you claiming girls, let alone
want to bring them by here.

I like this chick.

And I want to bring her to
dinner to see what you think.

Stop making such
a federal case of it.

You want me to pick
your girl for you, Tommy?

What, I'ma let my mom do it?

Look, T, I respect your opinion.

If you like Holly,
that means a lot.

All right.

Bring her by tomorrow.

I'll fry up some
chicken or something.

Whoo! Like old times!

Like old times, you
eating up all my food,

that's what it is.

Mmm-mmm.

What's wrong, Angie?

Come on, talk to me.

We've been friends
since 8th grade.

If you can't tell me
what's on your mind,

we got real problems.

I wanna know what
we're doing here.

Are we just fucking?

- Is that what you think?
- I don't know what to think.

Maybe don't think.

Don't say that.
Men always say that.

Look, last night was last night.

But if this happens again,
then I'm making a choice.

I am making a choice.

Right here. Right now.

With you.

What is this?

The wing.

That's something I
got a long time ago.

I wanted to fly away.

Escape.

I'm sure you
wouldn't understand.

No, I understand.

I missed a lot being away.

You're better at that now.

Some things have changed.

What's all this?

You know that show "Hoarders"?

That's my mom.

It's her oldies and
goodies collection.

Took it out her
basement to spin.

On what? A record player?

Hell, yeah, it's the best
way to listen to music.

Here. Check this out.

My mother used to
play this song to death.

I never heard this, who is this?

Smokey Robinson.

You know, the Miracles?

Stick with me.

I'll teach you a lot.

I'm not going anywhere.

I want you to come to
dinner and meet my family.

Your mother?

No.

My family.

He's all yours.

I should have known you were
behind these bullshit charges.

Mami.

You didn't return my
calls. What's a girl to do?

It's that damn
coverage plan I'm on.

Phone company's a bitch.

So are you for feeding me
fake intel about that meeting.

Nah, there was a meeting,
the place got switched

at the last moment.

Of course it did.

We're done here.

Hey, hash that shit out.

Now Víbora's gonna hook
up with the distributor again.

Restock our drug supply.

Fucking time.

So you're serious?

That meeting actually happened.

That's what I said, isn't it?

You got trust issues, bruja.

See someone about that.

We need to get you close to Ruiz

so you can identify
this distributor.

I'm not high enough on
the death chart to find out.

Bullshit, you were high enough

to set up that
meeting with Lobos.

And when that
went south, I did, too,

in terms of juice.

Well, here's your
chance to get it back.

According to our files, Ruiz's
High Holy Day is coming up.

I'm going to the party.

But I won't get anywhere
near the inner circle.

I got you here, didn't I?

Let me worry about
getting you in there.

It's okay, baby.

It's all right.

It's okay.

What happened?

The school called.

Raina didn't get
the part in the play.

I don't know why they
didn't pick me. I did my best.

Come here, baby girl.

It's totally unfair, that's why.

Raina was the best
singer on that stage

and they gave it to
the little white girl.

Tasha.

They should have picked
her, not Suzie Spencer.

I know how disappointing it
is to work hard for something

and not get it.

She busted her ass on
this, and they took it from her.

But everything you want in
life, you don't get the first time.

You gotta keep going for it.

- You think?
- I know.

You keep practicing
and next year

you will be the
lead, I'm sure of it.

Okay, Daddy.

That's my girl.

Give me some sugar. I
know you're not gonna

run from me this time.

Her school made a decision.

And it was the wrong decision.

We need to do
something about it.

And that happens
sometimes in life.

We're supposed to
prepare her for that.

We can't go around correcting
every goddamn wrong.

And we can't roll over
and chalk up everything

as a loss either.

I'm not letting Raina go
through the same shit I did.

Just because you didn't
make it into Destiny's Child,

don't mean that somebody's
out to get our daughter.

Fuck you, Ghost.

You know what my
mother did to me.

Telling me I would
never make it.

I gave up because of her.

This ain't about your singing
career, it's about Raina.

And I'm not telling her
to give up, the opposite.

But she's not always
gonna win, and that's life.

You need to let
this shit go, okay?

Leave it alone. You hear me?

Leave it alone.

Are we clear?

We're having dinner with
Tommy and his girl tonight.

Just make sure you're here.

Tommy got a
girlfriend? Since when?

Let's go, Shawn.

So how'd it go at that
meeting with Tommy?

It was good.

Being out in the field.

Yeah.

Listen, man, I know you wanna

get out in the action
and be like your old man.

No doubt.

I get it. Felt the same way.

Your pops brought
me in the game,

schooled me on everything.

Make sure your
word is your bond.

Never turn your back on your
friends, and most importantly,

know when to talk
and when not to.

God gave you two ears
and one mouth for a reason.

You volunteered to
take a man's life today.

Is that what you want?

I'm ready to step up.

If you want the street side
of the business, it'll happen.

But not until I say
so, understood?

Yes, sir.

Because before you get out
there and be like your dad,

I gotta be sure,
100 percent sure

I can trust you with my life.

With everything.

I got your back, Uncle G.

100 percent.

You like this fabric?

Yeah, it's tight. You
getting another one?

No, you are.

Acting the part is one thing, Shawn.
You gotta look the part as well.

Víbora Ruiz has a thing
for poisonous snakes, huh?

Hmm. Been caught
smuggling illegal species

into the country
a couple of times.

You know anyone over at ICE?

Yeah, I got a customs guy, why?

Nomar confirmed the meeting with
the distributor actually happened.

The guy we've been
looking for is still alive.

And I'm gonna
get my CI to ID him.

That guy just screwed over
the whole goddamn department.

Are you talking about
using him again?

Next to you, I've got the biggest
hard-on for Lobos in this place.

And this is the best
lead either of us has.

So let's pool our
resources and bust his ass.

All right.

If I do this for you,
maybe you can

clear something up for me.

Sure.

How long you been
fucking Agent Knox?

Excuse me?

I'm an undercover agent
trained to read people.

Obviously, there's something
going on between you two.

There's nothing going on.

Whatever.

Melissa.

You seen Holly?

She called in sick. Again.

Guess she thinks 'cause
she's fucking the boss,

she doesn't have
to follow the rules.

Wait, what?

Not the black one,
the white guy, Tommy.

You ask me, he's an asshole.

No argument from you there.

Boss wants us starting the
secret VIP entrances tonight

and I need her here.

I gotta call her.

Chasing down these
fucking employees.

I'm sorry, sir, we're not
open to the public yet.

It's okay.

I'm not the public.

Mr. Stern.

- Are you kidding me?
- What?

You haven't got
in the shower yet?

Babe, we got plenty of time.

They're gonna be
here any minute.

You're the reason why they
say black folks are always late.

No, they say black
folks are always late

'cause we're always late.

Hell, no.

Not tonight.

Hello.

Good evening, Mrs. St. Patrick,

It's Joshua Kantos from Truth.

I left a message for the
boss on his cell phone,

but it's very important
that I talk to him.

- Is he available?
- He's in the shower.

I'll have him return
when he gets a minute.

This is very important.

It always is, Kantos.

I'll be sure to let him know.

Please, Mrs. St.
Patrick, it's very important

that I get a hold of him...

All right, babe, the
doorman just buzzed.

Tommy and his date
are on the way up.

By the way, you
see my cell phone?

Oh, yeah, it's right here, babe.

- Oh, cool.
- You get the door, okay?

- I gotta go freshen up a bit.
- All right.

Hey, Tommy.

What's up, G?

I think y'all know each other.

Holly. Holly from the club.

Nice to see you,
Mr. St. Patrick.

Oh, you can call him James.

- Hello.
- My lovely wife.

Hi, I'm Tasha.

Hi, Tommy told me all about you.

I had no idea Mr. St.
Patrick, the big boss,

- Oh, you little...
- Was actually the brother

he's always talking about.

Yo, it's time to
drink. I'll pour it.

T, why don't you
show Holly around?

I'll take your coat.

Holy shit!

This thing is bigger
than my apartment!

Is this Louis Vuitton?

This thing costs like $1,000!

$2,000.

My husband brought it back
from his last business trip.

That's what I want.

That is real love.

It's not about the gift, it's about
the fact he's thinking of you.

And he thinks you're
worth the money.

I'm sure Tommy will get
you anything you ask for.

Tommy wouldn't know that
bag if I hit him in the face with it.

You guys got it made.

Yeah, I guess so.

Nice, the good stuff.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

We got champagne!

I am really impressed
with how you bounced back

at your own club.

I do have one question for you.

How did you raise
the money so fast?

I'm only a limited partner here,
sir. It's James St. Patrick's money.

But you're the reason this place
is turning out to be so successful.

I... I couldn't say that.

For a guy who's never
been in the business,

James knows what he's doing.

We're full every night,
extremely tight door.

And once they're in,
every kind of customer

gets specific treatment.

The drinks they
ordered last time.

The booth they love.

The waitress they
wanted to fuck.

Well, you'd know
about that, wouldn't you?

We've got a great
system here, sir.

Seeing as it's
just the two of us,

what's St. Patrick's deal?

Where's he from?
What's his background?

I tried looking into him
myself and came up empty.

What did he do before this?

Remember JSP and Tommy Toms?

Please tell me Tommy Toms
was not your stage name.

It was the '80s,
everybody had two names.

- There was Lisa Lisa, Marky Mark.
- And Tommy Toms.

That shit sounded like a
bad Chinese restaurant.

You're not gonna sit there
and just blaze us up like that.

Yo, let's bust out a verse, B.

My husband always
used to do this rap

about how we first met.

Go for it, Tommy.

I don't remember the words.

Oh, come on, man.

You know I hung my
mic up a long time ago.

Boo. Party pooper.

Mm-hmm. That's my husband.

Fine, if you ain't gonna
rap, I need you to work a bit.

That club sure keeps
them busy, huh?

Like you couldn't imagine.

Mind if I use your bathroom?

Sure. It's right down the hall.

We're all set for the
Jamaicans for tomorrow.

Didn't I tell you not to
fuck the merchandise?

Let's get one thing
straight from jump,

you don't tell me shit.
I'm not a fucking child.

You acting like one.

Bringing breezies
over to my house.

For show-and-tell?

This ain't some skank-ass broad.

Holly's different.
She's special.

Tonight she is. Tomorrow
morning she might be.

Give me a fucking break.

Come on, Tommy,
you and I both know

you ain't gonna feel that
way in a month or a year.

Why do you care who
I'm boning anyway?

Because you're fucking someone
who works at my business,

which makes this
about my business.

Last I checked, this
was a 50/50 partnership,

which makes Holly just as much
my employee as she is yours.

Look, man, that just
means I can't fuck her either.

But you better not have
told her about our other thing.

This ain't my first rodeo.

You think I'm fucking stupid?

Hmm?

The department splurged on this?

I may have submitted it as
a slightly different expense.

We get Lobos, no one will care.

You manipulated
NYPD and customs?

You don't give two shits
about protocol, do you?

Just like you fucking Knox
right under Frankie's nose.

Not this again.

Why do you care?

'Cause I don't want
you to fuck up again.

And if Knox's dick is the reason

you got distracted last
week, I want to know.

Were you sucking Saxe off?

Is that why you
missed Anibal's doer?

Your head was under the
dashboard, Saxe's eyes were closed.

Where's your fucking key?

I heard voices.

Wanted to make sure
the coast was clear.

I got you just the ticket

to get you in the high council

of the Soldado Nation.

You must be offering
yourself or a ton of drugs.

'Cause pussy and
pot are the only things

that will get me next to Ruiz.

Whoa, can you watch your
mouth? There's a lady present.

Who the fuck is this?

Nomar, this is Joe
Gonzales, a reptile specialist

with the department.

Why you always
bring in new people?

This is supposed to
be an A and B situation.

Reptile man needs
to see his way out.

Okay, but

not until I show you
how to handle this.

Whoa.

Holly!

I got your coat, come
on. We outta here.

Bye, Tasha.

Bye, James.

I'll see you at work tomorrow?

See you, T.

Thank you.

Yeah.

They're like "The
Cosby Show," you know?

She seems to have it all.

Other than the fact that her
husband's cheating on her.

What did you just say?

I was dropping some receipts
off in the office the other night.

And I walked in on Mr. St.
Patrick nailing some Latina.

You need to mind your
own fucking business.

What did I do?

Just shut the fuck up! Damn!

Tommy!

I'm sorry. I shouldn't
have said that.

What are you apologizing for?

That made you angry.

And I don't like
seeing you that way.

Shhh.

I like it when you feel good.

Where you been?

You're not gonna believe this,
but Medina finally got on board.

Helping me with the Nomar thing.

Nomar should be in at
Ruiz's party tomorrow night.

Look, I'm not trying to be a dick,
but technically Nomar is my CI,

so if you wanted to let Medina
in, you should have at least

consulted me first.

I know you're upset, but
can we talk some other time?

Because I'm running
late to meet some friends.

Yeah, sure.

Some other time.

Like when you're ready
to be honest with me.

You know, whenever that is.

- Greg.
- Are you sleeping with Medina?

It's not like it's not your MO
to fuck somebody at work.

Fuck you, Greg.

Not lately.

We're gonna talk
about this tomorrow.

No, no. We're going
to talk about this now.

I gotta go.

I'm not letting you
walk out that door.

Can I at least tell my
friends I can't show up?

Rolla, what up?

I hear the fat man got murked.

I don't know who you
got on them corners, but...

Rock Street Killers ready to
step up and take one for the team?

No question, I done kept it
100 with you and white boy

- from the jump.
- Good.

Tommy filled me
in on the meeting.

But we still haven't
found out who's hitting us.

Unless you got
something you want to spill.

Negative.

Well, Taínos got Aníbal's
number 2 in place already.

I don't see any reason
for him to lose his territory.

Unless you doing some
serious ear hustling

and wanna help me kill the
motherfucker behind this shit.

On it.

All right. Later.

First of all, I'm
not fucking Medina

or anyone at the office.

Anyone else, you mean?

People get into
relationships at work, Greg.

When you spend 20 hours a day
together in an office, it happens.

I'm not a whore.

- I never said that.
- Funny, I heard it loud and clear.

Medina asked me
today if I was fucking you.

And what did you tell him?

That nothing was going on.

He was asking because I
fucked up the raid the other day.

I don't wanna fight
with you, Greg.

I just wanna catch
Lobos and call it a day.

I gotta be able to talk
to our other colleagues

without you thinking
I'm sleeping with them.

I gotta be able to meet our CI
without you breathing down my neck.

I gotta have some space, Greg.

You know what?
You can blame this

on our jobs as much as you want.

But this is a "you" problem.

So whatever it is,
whatever's going on with you,

Jesus, good luck.

Here's your space.

Morning, Shawn.

Hey.

Is that a new suit?

Yeah.

Let me see how it looks.

This has my husband
written all over it.

Yeah, I'm going to go visit
my dad again in a few days.

G wanted me to look nice.

You and Ghost are
getting pretty close.

You probably see a
lot driving him around,

huh, Shawn?

This suit fits you perfectly.

And I love how it feels.

I think he's keeping
something from me.

And I want to know how
long it's been going on.

I wish I knew what
you were talking about.

You're a terrible liar.

What's going on between
my husband and Tommy?

Well, um, they've been having
a lot of disagreements lately.

Disagreements about what?

Hmm? You can tell me.

It'll be another one
of our little secrets.

I don't really know.

They've been beefing
ever since we got back

- from that meeting.
- Tasha!

Shawn out there?

Yeah, he's reading the paper.

- Morning, boss, you ready?
- Morning. Yeah.

- Have a good day.
- You, too.

Whatever you want.

Hey, let me call you back!

You got my messages?

What messages?

Simon Stern came
into the club last night.

You'd better be shitting me.

You were MIA, so I
bonded with Stern.

Skinning and grinning my
way around a conversation

about us underbidding
him for those parties.

You trying to angle to
get a job with him, huh?

No, I left you a message
on your voicemail

and I tried you at home.

Your wife said that
you were in the shower.

I did my job.

I didn't see one missed call
or a fucking voicemail, Kantos.

You were hooking up
VIPs with bottle girls

at the last club you worked.

No one would hire
you with a fist full of 50s.

So don't stand there acting
like your ass don't stink

or I'll send you back
to your P.O. to air out.

Next time, you get
in your fucking car

and you drive to
my fucking house,

you hear me?

I heard Raina's
audition. She sang well.

Obviously, not well enough.

These roles are limited and
typically granted to 6th graders.

Except Suzie Spencer
got the lead last year...

as a 5th grader.

Mrs. St. Patrick,

three generations of Spencers
have matriculated through our school.

I'm sure you understand.

The decision's been
made in the matter.

Oh, has it?

Víbora.

¡Felicitaciones!

What's that?

A tribute for Víbora.

Whoo!

How did you get
this in the country?

Happy High Holy Day, Víbora!

Thank you, ma'am.

It goes a long way,

but we're talking about
winning championships.

Not winning games...

I mean this is gonna
take this to the next level.

I'll be right back, babe.

Baby, you wanna tell
me why you didn't tell me.

Kantos called last night?

I must have forgot with
all the running around

with the dinner.

Well, I missed a very important
meeting with Simon Stern.

Sorry.

Hello.

May I ask who's calling?

Raina, pick up the phone!

Mom, Dad, I got the part.

What?

That was the drama
director, they made a mistake.

I've been double cast
with Suzie to play Annie.

Wow, congratulations, honey!

- Oh, I'm so proud of you!
- Look at that!

Look at that.

I told you it would work
out in the end, baby girl.

I gotta go call all my friends!

- All of them!
- Go ahead.

Um, I'll be right
back, we're out of milk.

Yo, I ain't got

a 420 text from
you in a minute, T.

I got some extra good
shit to mark the occasion.

- All right?
- You must really need to hit this.

Yeah, but don't be rolling
up in front of my building.

Damn!

Ghost hates it when I smoke.

Fuck that.

He don't need to know.

That girl Holly is
way too fast for you.

Seriously?

You like her, you like her.
But that's just my two cents.

Noted.

Relax, I'm a pro at this.

Yeah, all right. I can't tell.

Nigga, I got kids.

Look, I know like I'm starting
to sound like a broken record,

but your boy's head
ain't in the game.

You know Ghost is
always on some next shit.

Come on, we'll be out
your hood in a minute.

Ain't no one gonna see your ass.

I'm just saying.

He depends on us
to keep him grounded.

But now he's talking to me
sideways, disrespecting you and shit.

- Nah.
- Don't lie to me to my face.

You left early the other night

because you and Ghost
got into a fight, right?

You think Ghost
is drinking again?

This ain't no bottle problem, T.

Maybe Ghost is just going
through some sort of midlife crisis.

It's too early for that.

I think it's just
this club shit.

That's the symptom,
not the disease.

Ghost is changing, Tommy.

I'm starting to think it
ain't a temporary thing.

It's starting to get crowded.

Stay by me and keep
your head on the swivel.

- ¡Salud!
- ¡Salud!

Full-time!

Come on, guys. Move.

We don't have all night.

I'll be in the champagne room.

Oh.

Shit!

¡Coño! Víbora's hurt!

Something's...

What the fuck happened?

- Move to the side!
- Come on, step back!

You remember Tommy
and I had a rap group?

JSP and DJ Tommy Toms?

You remember the
rap I made up for you?

Mmm-hmm.

It's a good thing you
became a businessman.

Be quiet.

You know you like it.

It's work.

I should probably get this.

I'll take it in the other room.

Tommy, what's up?

What do you need?

Nomar just called.
Ruiz has been stabbed.

Are you serious?

Ruiz got stabbed,
right in the chest.

Excellent Apparently,
Nomar's in with him

and they're heading somewhere
to get medical attention.

It wasn't the
Jamaicans we hired.

Someone went
after him and missed.

He ain't dead.

Where are you?

I'm on my way in right now.

So if someone else swung at him,

that means he's not the
source of our problem after all.

We gotta meet up,
sort all of this out.

Work is blowing up. I gotta go.

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