All language subtitles for POWER - S04 E09 - Ese no soy yo (1080p - BluRay)

Ghost". Previously on "Power"...

Oh, my God!

You were never here.

(screams)

Who the fuck is Tony Teresi?

Teresi is your father.

He left you. He left us.

This is our chance to make
a difference, and it starts now.

An opportunity to rebuild this
community, a community I grew up in...

Come on, I can't
be more excited.

Still thinking about going
to war with the Jimenez?

Are the Serbians
on board with this?

What the fuck are you
questioning me for?

What if I told you I could deliver
Tommy's entire organization?

He's holding his primeras
as weak. They don't trust him.

Why should we trust you?

There's this prep school in
Connecticut. It's called Choate.

We could just get
away, together.

Brains, tell him to stop!

Please, I won't say anything.

Brains: Yo, where'd
he go? Tariq!

♪ They say this
is a big, rich town a'

♪ I just come from
the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city
life, I gotta make it a'

♪ This is where it goes down a'

♪ I just happen
to come up hard a'

♪ Legal or illegal,
baby, I gotta make it ♪

♪ I never took a
straight path nowhere a'

♪ Life's full of
twists and turns ♪

♪ Bumps and
bruises, I live, I learn 4'

♪ I'm from that city full of
yellow cabs and skyscrapers a'

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

♪ Homie, I grew up in hell,
a block away from heaven ♪

♪ That corner every 15
minutes, they moving seven ♪

♪ Pure snow, bag
it, then watch it go a'

♪ Occupational options,
get some blow or some hos a'

♪ Shoot the ball or the
strap, learn to rap or to jack a'

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

♪ This my regal, royal flow,
my James Bond bounce a'

♪ That 007, that's
62 on my count ♪

♪ I'm an undercover liar,
I lie under the covers ♪

♪ Look a bitch in the eyes
and tell her, "Baby, I love ya" ♪

♪ You're my inspiration,
you're my motivation ♪

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

♪ They say this
is a big, rich town a'

♪ Yeah, I just come
from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city
life, I gotta make it a'

♪ This is where it goes down a'

- ♪ Oh, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I just happen
to come up hard a'

♪ Legal or illegal,
baby, I gotta make it ♪

Why do you want to
attend Choate, Tariq?

For a change, I guess.

(cell phone vibrates)

- What's this?
- Your Van Allen school records.

Go ahead, open it.

And you know what I see?

I see the records
of a kid who's smart,

really smart.

But who's had a decline, both academically
and socially in the last few months.

Well, my dad, he was arrested
for a crime that he didn't commit.

I struggled.

- I admit that, but...
- (cell phone vibrates)

I want to go back to
being the student I was.

A student that got good grades,

a student whose
teachers liked him.

I just need a place to focus
on my work and my future,

and I feel like
Choate is the place.

Tariq: It's not
looking too good, is it?

Well, actually, son,
the interviewer told me

he's gonna recommend
you for Choate, so...

looking quite good.

(chuckles)

I'm proud of you, son.

Oh. I got something to show you.

They finally saying
your pops is innocent.

Finally the truth.

You think Kanan's
gonna try to come after us

'cause we saw him kill Jukebox?

Has Kanan reached out to you?

No, but...

I mean, aren't you a little
worried that he might try to kill us

because he thinks you
might snitch on him?

You snitched on him before.

Who told you I
snitched on Kanan?

Jukebox did.

Before you got there.

Kanan knows reporting me to
the police is reporting himself.

I'm guilty, we're
guilty by association.

If he goes down, we go down.

Got it.

Look, son, I know what...

guilt can do to a person.

It eats at you until...

until you don't know
who you are anymore.

But what happened to Jukebox,

it ain't your fault, 'Riq.

I know.

Thanks, Dad.

(Speaking Spanish)

(groans)

(whimpers)

You know, you don't
need to stay with me.

I'm okay.

I don't care.

I'm keeping an eye on you
for at least the rest of the week.

It was the only way
Mike would confess.

And like I said, it's over.

He's dead now.

- Paz.
- What? I'm glad he's dead.

I bet you are, too.

Tommy: Yo, I got to thank you
again for taking care of that Fed rat.

Well, you must be doing some big
business to have that kind of heat on you.

You know it.

They've been trying to
catch me for a minute.

I'm slippery.

Yeah, well, your pop used to run with
the biggest and the baddest too, you know.

Your Sicilian family
would be proud.

I'm proud.

Get the fuck outta
here. I'm part Sicilian?

That makes sense. I
eat the shit out of pizza.

Hey, I got a favor
to ask you, Tommy.

I want to meet you.

I mean, in person.

Teresi, I got felonies
on my record.

Only way I'm meeting
you is if I'm in handcuffs.

Listen, they, um,

they make exceptions
for immediate family.

All you gotta do is
prove that you're my son.

How am I gonna do
that? I only just found out.

- Fuckin' Ma.
- Listen, you can't blame your mother

for trying to wipe
me out of your life.

All right? I hurt her real bad.

Now, that does not mean

that everything Kate
says about me is true.

But she's got proof.

I am not the kind of guy
who would deny his own son.

That ain't me.

CO's coming. Gotta go.

(laughter)

Yo, yo. What's going on?

Takin' bets on what war
Tommy's gonna get us into today.

(laughter)

Look, man, he came through with
the Jimenez shit, though, right, so...

- Which he started.
- Blessed are the peacemakers. Period.

I don't care who's
responsible for the detente.

I'm just here for the dope.

Tommy been acting
real crazy lately,

but if shit go back
to normal, we a'ight.

- Yep, shonuff.
- Yeah, there you are.

(cell phone vibrating)

You know, that's right.

As long as the weight
is good, I'm good.

All right, cool.

Look, so the shipment
comes in tonight,

Tommy's straight.

It's all good now. All right?

- Vaya.
- Yes, sir.

- Later, my player.
- Yo, yo.

Yo, still good with tomorrow?

Yeah. You sure about Tommy?

Yeah, dog. Trust me.
He's gonna flip his shit.

Look, he'll piss everyone off,

and y'all tired of
Tommy's bullshit.

We're gonna walk together.

Look, no primeras,
no soldiers, no war.

No war is the only way
we get that Jimenez deal.

All right? We got this.

Let's get it.

Your actions were very
brave, AUSA Valdes.

I was looking forward
to meeting you.

If I may, I was happy to
hear the new U.S. Attorney

for Eastern District
was a woman.

It's a new direction
for the department.

And it needs one,
after this scandal.

The silver lining is that
Mike's death officially closes

both the Knox and Lobos cases.

Your catch saved the
Justice Department's ass.

Jesus, I would have loved to
light Sandoval up on that stand.

I wanted Mike
to stand trial, too.

We lost the opportunity to
make an example of him,

which means my
first duty is to restore

the public's faith in us.

I need your
leadership to do that,

if you're up for it.

Of course.

- I'm ready to lead.
- Great.

Right away the PR folks
want us to make an appearance

at the Destroy Injustice Gala.

Angela: The nonprofit for
the wrongfully convicted.

- Why would we go to that?
- They're honoring James St. Patrick

as the DOJ's Victim of
the Year or some shit.

Whatever you need.

Good news is this'||
be the last time.

St. Patrick's name
is said in this office.

We are so done with him.

Agreed.

No more James St. Patrick.

Now, I need your advice.

This is just between us.

Who's the better replacement
for Mike as Head of Criminal?

Mak or Saxe?

Why not me?

You said it yourself...

I saved the Justice
Department's ass.

Only after putting our asses
on the line time and time again.

Honestly, Angela,
if you were me,

would you put you in charge?

We've heard these
sentiments before...

Reinvesting in the
community, youth outreach.

What makes this
project and this alliance

between the two of you unique?

James St. Patrick is a
member of this community

who has seen the dark
side of the system firsthand.

His message of hope
and perseverance

is a unique inspiration.

I hear you've been named
Destroy Injustice's Man of the Year?

Yes, and it's an honor.

One that he richly deserves.

(chuckles)

Uh, if you're done with
my portion of the interview,

mind if I excuse myself?

- Absolutely.
- Thank you.

I just have a couple
more questions for James.

Did you ever think you'd
be standing here as a child?

The only antidote to poverty

is opportunity, Olivia.

So when I was a
child, standing here,

um, there was a
girl from my hood,

a girl who got an opportunity.

She got a scholarship to
go to a prep school, Choate.

It changed her life forever.

I of course had to stay here

and fend for myself
on these streets.

I am so humble that my success

and the examples of my failures

can be of help to those in need.

You are the king of
sound bites, aren't you?

(Uaughs)

(laughter)

The first of many boxes

you'll be receiving now that
James has been cleared of...

- Where should I put this?
- Oh, right here is fine.

You know, I just want to
say thank you for everything.

- Mm.
- (both chuckle)

There's something that's
been bothering me, Tasha.

You know I plan
on leaving James.

- (laughs)
- I mean, now that the case is over.

No, no, not that.

I told you and James
that Mike Sandoval

was being held at the MCC?

Less than 24 hours
later he was dead.

Mike Sandoval was
a dirty prosecutor

in jail with a bunch of
people he sent there.

Anybody could have killed him.

- Anybody.
- That is true.

Mm-hmm.

Well, you know, I'm thinking about
expanding the weave shop with LaKeisha.

- Open up a second store.
- (safe beeps)

Then some more.

And, uh, hopefully
turn it into a franchise.

But, you know, in order
to do that, I need money.

I don't have enough
money to invest, Tasha.

Oh, not your money.

James is starting
his real estate project,

and once he starts getting
real money coming in

- and we divorce...
- You will invest the alimony.

And I'll be independent.

Mm.

Yo, why you ain't
answering my texts, son?

He don't look so shook.

What do I got to be shook about?

You know, you ran out
the house so fast, um,

I thought you might
be runnin' to the cops.

Man, I ain't no snitch. Ask
Ray Ray. He know I'm straight.

Ray Ray? You talkin' to him?

No, I'm just saying,
I ain't no snitch.

Snitchin' now would make
me guilty by association.

Now where's my cut of the lick?

Working on it.

Young'un.

It's always good to have
the press on your side.

You'll soon be New
York's favorite black.

Speaking of which, how is
Councilman Tate coming along?

I think we'll get the votes
needed in the city council meeting,

and your doubts about Councilman
Tate will be disproved, once and for all.

In my experience,
knowing who to trust

is the most
important skill to have,

which is why I'll be taking
the reins at the presentation.

You said you were
a silent partner.

That was before you went behind
my back and brought Tate on board.

Besides, I fear your
coalition might be a bit, too...

Afrocentric for their tastes.

My presence will help
dilute all the... authenticity.

Okay, listen to me, Simon.

Since we're expanding roles,

I want a bigger role in
the planning of the project.

Is this about compensation?

You do understand
your participation

is in lieu of repayment
of the money you owe me.

I want to be more than a face.

I want to be the man I
was in that interview today...

A business owner who's
improving my community.

You are free to do as
much community organizing

as you'd like.

Unfortunately, the business
end of the deal is closed.

- See you tomorrow for the vote.
- (pats arm)

Get out of my shit!

You're ruining my organization.

You got the organization
skills of a schizophrenic.

Where's my birth certificate?

- What the hell do you need that for?
- I just need it!

Ah!

This is a Kate
Moscatelli first edition.

Susie Jane doll, you moron!

If you don't give me my birth
certificate, I'm gonna smash all of 'em.

- Okay. " (gasps) Don't."

Fine.

Here. You happy?

Yeah.

No! This ain't it!

This ain't what I'm looking for.

Teresi said that you had something
that proved that he was my dad.

I need it to go visit him.

Are you fucking kidding me?

You can't go visit him.

You don't tell me what
to do, you lyin' bitch.

You know what I'm here for.

Give me that fuckin' paper.

(screaming)

Give me that goddamn paper.

Give me that goddamn paper.

What are you gonna
do? You kidding me?

Are you gonna hurt your mother?

The soft little mama's boy?

Yeah, Ma. That's right.

What do you think
happened to Holly, Ma?

Huh?

It's there.

It's an envelope.

- Where?
- In my scrapbook clippings there.

- Point to it.
- There.

He was at the hospital?

- He was there that day?
- Let me explain.

He wanted to take
you from me, Tommy.

His wife couldn't have kids.

Thomas Patrick Teresi.

He gave me his name?

He wanted to give
you to her to raise,

but you're mine.

My babV- That sweet face.

He wouldn't leave his wife.

I changed your name.

I gave you my father's name.

He gave me his fucking name!

He's... he's a criminal
and a murderer.

I'm a criminal and a murderer!

You can't blame that on Teresi.

Maybe things would be
different if he was around.

You're fine the way you are.

- Tommy.
- Hmm.

Tommy.

Stay the fuck away from me, Ma.

Forever.

Tommy...

(door slams)

(sniffs)

(Sighs)

(indistinct chatter)

(hip-hop music playing)

I ain't hear from y'all
niggas in a minute.

What's good, Ray Ray?

Been hearing about y'all
down at the precinct, though.

- Yeah?
- Two perps.

No forced entry, armed
robbery gone wrong.

Candy left at the scene.

That sound like
some idiots I know.

You weren't supposed to
pull any licks without my okay.

Don't worry about it.

I just need to know if it was y'all
so I could help y'all cover it up.

All right?

Supposed to have
been a big ass lick, man.

That jewelry nigga's bitch.

Took us to the safe, mad easy,

then that Tariq
kid fucked it up.

Tafiq?

He ain't going to say shit the cops
'cause that mean he go down, too.

Look, y'all got bigger issues
than the fuckin' cops, man.

That Tariq ain't just some
spoiled kid from the city.

His dad is a motherfucker, man.

And his friend is Slim.

They prolly out lookin'
for y'all asses as we speak.

I can't save y'all
niggas from that.

Yo... Man, it ain't
gotta be like that...

(shell clatters)

Hm.

(music playing)

♪ This is for my
future baby mama ♪

♪ Hope your skin
as black as midnight a'

♪ I'll take you out that Honda,
I can put you in a Benz ♪

♪ I can balance
out your chakras ♪

♪ Fornication is a sin, we
can fuck all night regardless ♪

♪ Oh, father, oh, the heavens,
as I pray for new McLarens a'

♪ Pray the police don't
come blow me down ♪

♪ 'Cause of my complexion ♪

♪ Everybody think
they know me now a'

♪ Bag-bagbak, bagbak,
you don't know me better ♪

♪ Bag-bagbak, bagbak,
you don't know me I'

♪ Bag-bagbak, bagbak,
you don't know me, homie...' ♪

♪ Go until they take my bro
and 'em out them city CRs a'

♪ Prison system broken,
racial war commotion ♪

♪ We on now, we on now 4'

So does this sudden interest

in switching to
the defense table

have anything
to do with the fact

that you didn't get that
promotion to Head of Criminal?

Does your interest
in me joining your firm

have anything to do
with your suspension?

Please.

Angela, James getting cleared
means I will, too, eventually.

Look, I'm a realist.

I think if I had you on my team,

we'd never lose another
federal criminal case again.

You are a walking symbol
of prosecutorial misconduct.

I think we'd make a great team.

Two legal mavericks,

taking the Constitution to task,

bending the law to our will?

I don't bend the law to my will.

- I uphold the law.
- Hmm.

That's the difference
between me and you.

I helped Jamie because
he was innocent.

Do you even care if
your clients are innocent?

- No, I really don't.
- (laughs)

Innocent or guilty, everyone's
entitled to a defense.

Even rich people.

This was a terrible idea.

No, no... it's a
good... sit back down.

- Awful.
- At least pay for my soup.

You invited me to
lunch, remember?

- What the fuck?
- Look, man, look.

How in the fucking fuck
did this fucking happen?

Man, the fire marshal
said it was electric,

- like-like an accident or something.
- Bullshit.

Look, one of the Serbs died in there,
man, the entire warehouse went up.

I mean, the good news is, the
reports never mentioned the drugs.

- That went up, too.
- That's terrible fucking news!

Yo, yo, yo. Fellas,
fellas, fellas.

- What's going on?
- Where the fuck is our product, man?

- We need our shit.
- You got insurance?

Callahan, if I didn't
fuckin' love you, insurance.

All right, first of all, there ain't no
such thing as insurance in the drug game.

Yeah, so what does
that mean for us, man?

Well, what it means is...
you're gonna have to wait.

But don't worry, I'm
gonna figure this out.

We already gave you
the money for our dope.

We got businesses to run, man.

And the last time you
tried to figure it out...

you almost got us into war
with the fucking Jimenez.

I'm thinking it's
time we part ways.

Oh.

Yeah?

Yeah, is that right?

Is that right?

Is that fuckin' right?!

You know, they say
the measure of a man

is not how he acts
when shit's going good,

but how he acts when
that shit done popped off

and all he's left with is
a million dollars' worth

of ashes and his
cock in his hand.

It's not a direct quote.

What I'm saying is,

all I'm asking for is a moment,

just a little time
to make this right.

Poncho, we got history.

Boys, come on.

Father, you know
I'm good for it.

All right, Tommy.

Cristobal? Come here.

Come on, come on, come on.

Get the fuck outta here.

Fuck off.

Did I stutter, motherfucker?

Fuck outta here!

Punk motherfucker.

All right, fellas.

You'll hear from me soon.

Hey, so, look, where
we going, man, Tommy?

Look, all I need you to do,

I need you to keep
the primeras in line

until I come up with a plan.

So you need back-up.

I know it was the Jimenez.

But what I don't
know is... (sniffs)

How the fuck did they
know about that shipment?

(chuckles) What do
you want to do about it?

Tommy?

|'ma kill every last one of 'em.

Start with that David Blaine
looking motherfucker Cristobal.

Then the Jimenez, and
the Serbs are gonna help.

What a time to be alive.

Never thought I'd see
a black-owned business

take back the hood
at this magnitude.

It's incredible.

What's wrong?

Well, Councilman, I was reading
over my contract with Stern...

and couldn't help but notice,

uh, way back here...

in the fine print, it says
that Stern will receive

an overwhelming majority
of the compensation.

Now, I'm no mathematician,

but correct me if I'm wrong,

with my share at
51 %, technically,

it's a black-owned business.

But once again, I
feel like this asshole

has bought my black
ass off an auction block.

(Sighs)

This redevelopment loan

was earmarked explicitly

for black-owned or
minority businesses.

What Stern's doing is fraud.

It could bust up
this entire deal.

Look, the development is more
important, obviously, than my compensation.

- I just wanted to point out...
- Hold on, hold on tight.

Maybe there's
something I can do.

Hmm?

Hm.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Mmm.

(indistinct chatter)

Excuse us for just a
moment, Mr. Williams.

Good morning, Raina.

Officer Raymond... Jones is it?

- Mm-hmm.
- Would like to speak to Tariq.

Is your brother at school today?

No, ma'am.

Uh, is he in trouble?

No, I just had a few questions.

You know where I can find him?

Sorry, Officer. No.

Okay, well, thanks anyway.

Thanks for your
help, Ms. Chambers.

Mr. Williams: Class? Can I
have your attention, please?

(door shuts)

- So, you really leaving?
- Yep.

My dad is making me go
to Connecticut for school.

People is bougie
as fuck up there.

(Uaughs)

You got any more of this so I
could take it up there with me?

No.

But maybe I could if we
meet in the city before you go.

I mean, you could come
to my school dance.

(Uaughs)

I ain't got nothing to wear,

at least not to your
school, no way.

But I could still
meet you after.

I could bring lean and
we can do something else?

All right.

I'll give you the
address for the dance.

So I was thinking we
could start with Harlem.

- Mm-hmm.
- You gotta get a hair stylist

who specializes
in blowouts, too,

'cause you know I'm trying
to get that DryBar money, girl.

Mm-hmm, and there's a lot
of white girls up there now, too.

Mm-hmm.

And you sure you're okay with
ending your business with Tommy?

'Cause I don't want his
drug shit anywhere near me.

I want to go clean.

Like, for real, completely.

From now on,

any business that
we do together,

it'll be legit.

I promise.

Now I got a question for you.

Why you didn't tell me
about you and Tommy?

- You knew.
- Yeah, I knew.

I figured that shit
out. I ain't stupid.

And Tommy admitted it.

He really hurt you, huh?

It's fine.

It's my fault anyway.

I can't keep just doing
the same thing over

and over and expecting
a different result.

Shit don't work like that.

I'm done with this shit, T.

Keisha, I have felt
the exact same way,

and I felt that way
for a while, but...

So what changed?

Please don't tell me you buying
into this shit now that Ghost is clear.

Ghost? Hell, no.

Ain't anybody
thinking about him.

Okay, I'm telling you,

once Ghost has got his
project up and running,

|'ma ask him for a divorce.

Fuck our pre-nup.
|'ma get mine. Trust.

Ghost don't know it yet,

but he's about to
get me my way out.

Hm.

Stern: As you can see, an M-1
special mixed use zoning variance

for parcel 24703

will revitalize a community
desperately in need of a new lifeline.

Mr. St. Patrick and I

are ready to be of service.

Thank you, Mr. Stern.

If there are no other questions,

the committee will now vote
on the proposed variance.

I'd like to call upon an order to
the committee before we vote.

Councilman Tate has the floor.

Thank you.

Uh, something
troubling caught my eye

as I was reading
through the paperwork

submitted by Mr. St.
Patrick and Mr. Stern.

Well, I'm sure whatever
it is can be remedied.

Your business agreement
with Mr. St. Patrick states

that he is 51 % owner,

yet the compensation
schedule reads as if he's only

a small shareholder
in your company.

- Well, I...
- Tate: I want to remind you

the reason the
council took your bid

to revitalize parcel 24703

is solely based
on your partnership

with Mr. St. Patrick
and his minority status.

I had no idea of the disparity.

I assure you my
lawyers... (clears throat)

Will be rigorously reprimanded for
the error and correct it immediately.

Mr. St. Patrick and I thank
you, Councilman Tate,

for keeping us
rigorously honest.

The committee
will vote in absentia

when we see the new contract.

This committee is adjourned.

(gavelbangs)

(knocks on door)

LRiq.

'Riq!

Come on, get up.

- 'Riq!
- What?

Look, there was this cop at
school looking for you today.

I don't know if it's about
that Kanan guy or Dad.

- Are you in trouble?
- What was his name?

Officer Raymond Jones.

- Ray ' Who?

He's a dirty cop.

He tried to kidnap me
that night Dad got arrested.

Is this why you want
to go to Choate?

To get away from him?

If I get out of town,
it will all go away.

You should tell Mom.

That's why he
wants to talk to me,

to make sure I don't
tell Mom or Dad.

Listen, Raina, you cannot
tell anyone. You can't.

It'll just make things
worse if you snitch.

I mean, I'm serious.

You cannot tell!

I won't tell.

I mean it.

I won't tell.

I swear.

I'm not starting a war with the
Jimenez because you fucked up.

Building was old, you
were responsible for upkeep.

None of this concerns me.

- (cell phone vibrates)
- Tommy: Well, hold on.

Jason, this does concern you,

because if I don't
supply those primeras,

you're gonna lose
out on all of New York.

What if you gave me a
new supply on consignment?

I can give it to these guys.

I mean, tomorrow you'd
have your money with...

- No, Tommy.
- Within... Tommy, Tommy!

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
- Hey, hey.

No clean money. No drugs.

You know how I operate.

Besides, after all this,

you think I should
continue to work with you?

Tommy: Y-yes, Jason, of course.

I think you should be working with
me because you're gonna get paid.

|'ma get you that money.

I know how you operate.

- Fine.
- My man.

Thank you. All right.

Let's get this man some dough!

(speaking Serbian)

(Sighs)

- I see.
- (elevator bell dings)

- Two weeks.
- Tommy: Tasha!

Call the Hindus and tell 'em Vishnu
need a big fuckin' sacrifice, like huge!

- Shh! Tommy...
- I need some clean cash, stat.

Um...

Um, yes, thank you
so much, Dean Davis.

I will get back to you
as soon as I speak

to my husband and Tariq.

Absolutely. Thank you.

Okay, bye-bye-Um,
where's Tariq going?

A school in Connecticut.

No, you can't just
send a kid away

'cause he got a couple
of problems, Tash.

I'm not sending him anywhere.

He wants to go.

What was all the screaming
and hollering about.

Vishnu and clean money?

Shit's gone sideways.
I need to re-up.

So can you move some
hair and cut me a check?

(Sighs)

Tommy...

Look, I can't clean money
for you at the shop anymore.

I'm done with things going
sideways. I'm done with this life.

- I'm... I'm going legit, for real.
- Oh.

This is about Keisha,
right? I'll talk to her.

No, it's too late for that now.

I asked you to have
my back with her,

and you blew her off,

you did not do what you said,

and look at where
the fuck we are now.

Yeah, I totally fucked up, okay?

- Yeah.
- But, Tasha, you a G, like me.

This game is in your blood.

Don't let her
change who you are.

I'm not doing it for her, Tommy.

I'm doing it for me.

What about me?

You'll find another way.

Look, I can teach you how
to clean money on your own.

I mean, you got this.

Yeah. I know, I got this.

All on my own.

- Tommy!
- (elevator bell dings)

Yo, Tommy.

What happened with
that prosecutor, Sandoval?

Did y'all have
anything to do with that?

Couldn't let that
motherfucker see another day.

- Thanks for nothing, T.
- (scoffs)

Yo, I never seen
you walk that fast!

"Love and Hip-Hop"
about to be on?

You know what?

Fuck you, Tommy.

Fuck me? What you
talkin' about, fuck me?

Come on, I want to talk
to you. Get in the car.

About what?

(scoffs) Keisha, please.

Come on! It's important.

Get in the car.

Please.

It's important. It's important.

Please, please, get in the car.

I want to apologize to you.

What I did to you was wrong.

Just disappearing like that.

No call, no text, nothing.

You just go ghost
like that, right?

Can we talk in the car?

Please? In the car?

- What, Tommy?
- Come on, please?

- What?
- Keisha.

Shit in my life has
been going fuckin' crazy.

I had to go to Chicago.

I... I found out
my father is alive.

- Really?
- Yeah.

My fuckin' mother's been
lying to me my whole life.

I mean, she's fucked. He's
fucked. I'm fucked. We all fucked.

But now I'm in
trouble, and I need you.

So that's it, then?

You need my help.

Yes, I do.

I need you to let me clean money
through the weave shop again.

Tasha already told me
that she's trying to go legit,

but I think it's
'cause you hate me,

which you have every reason.

I just...

Keisha, I just want to
make shit right with us.

I need you.

No, stop.

- No.
- Come on.

- No.
- Come on, Keisha.

- I don't want to do this.
- Come on, yeah you do.

- No, I don't.
- Yeah, you do.

- Get off me, Tommy!
- Come on.

- No, get off of me.
- What are you talking about?

- Where you going?
- The fuck you think this is?

You think because the dick that
good |'ma play myself like a fool again?

Just so you could turn around
and do the same shit to me again?

I'm not even built
like that, Tommy.

That ain't even me, yo.

Yo, Keisha. It
ain't even like that.

I'm gonna have to leave
public service altogether, I think.

And go fully corporate.

As much as I'd
like you to be rich,

money buys shoes, not happiness.

You used to love your job...

You like putting
bad guys in jail.

I did.

But the money would
make all our lives easier.

- Don't settle.
- (knocks on door)

Hi.

- Hello.
- Come in.

John, this is my sister, Paz.

Nice meeting you.

I was just leaving, but
maybe I should stay.

Bye, Paz.

You look nice.

I'm going to the
Destroy Injustice Gala.

And I'm getting the
Head of Criminal job.

I want you to come
back when I do.

You're a pit bull, and we need
someone like you on our side.

Because you can't win with
me sitting at the defense table.

No one will convict
after I tell them

about my firsthand experience
of corruption at the AUSA's office.

Yeah, corruption
you participated in,

until it no longer served you.

I can't believe you would
turn something like this down.

If Tameika really wanted to
restore the department's reputation,

she should have promoted me.

The government that
embraces the whistleblower

is a trustworthy government.

You know, calling what you
did "whistle blowing" is a stretch,

even for you.

Have a good night, John.

Good night, Angela.

(chatter on TV)

You two were once business
rivals, now you're partners.

What changed?

"Ghost". Um, I believe it to be our
mutual passion for our community projects.

You know, we realized
that we were more powerful

working together, separately.

So Simon needed someone
who speaks the language.

(speaks Spanish)

Si.

(sirens blaring in distance)

The only antidote to
poverty, Olivia, is opportunity...

Dad, this is amazing.

I promised myself the night I was
arrested to make it up to you guys.

You three deserve to
be proud of your father.

I am, Dad.

And I'm happy now that
Tariq's going to Choate.

Really?

Uh, I thought you'd
be disappointed

that he's going
to go and not you.

Why the change of heart?

- (elevator bell dings)
- Raina?

Tommy: Yo!

- What's up, fam?
- Ghost: Hey.

Why so fancy? Y'all
going back to court?

No.

Me and 'Riq have a school dance.

Mom and Dad have the
Destroy Injustice Gala.

Oh, |'m... |'m not gonna
go to the gala tonight.

I think I'm gonna just
stay home and rest.

You don't need me, do you?

I guess not.

This is a beautiful necklace,
baby girl. You look gorgeous.

Tariq, I need you to keep an
eye on her with those boys tonight.

Ha.

Ghost, we need to talk.

Yeah. (Groans)

Tate on TV: His message of hope
and perseverance is a unique inspiration.

Uh, I know you like playing
Mr. Innocent these days,

but you may want to consider doing a
less bragging when you're on the news.

You may want to consider not coming
in my house high in front of my kids.

What the fuck is wrong
with you, Tommy?

I need all the clean
money that you owe me

from Kanan and from
Milan to handle my primeras.

The Jimenez torched my shit,

and I need to resupply,
otherwise I'm gonna lose 'em.

You got Jimenez problems?

How do you have Jimenez
problems? I thought I fixed that, man.

- How'd you fuck that up that quickly?
- I didn't fuck up shit!

They're playing both of us.
You should watch your back, too.

No, the only person I need to
watch my back with is Teresi.

Kate called me,

telling me you want to
fucking visit him at MCC?

You just fuckin' hired
him to kill a Fed for us.

- Did you fuckin' forget?
- You don't think I thought of that?

- What the fuck?
- You got your panties in a twist

because he knows who you are.

No, he knows who I was, Tommy,

and he threatened to take
that away from me at MCC.

Come on, man. Teresi's
a fucking loose end.

He ain't no fucking
loose end, he's my family.

You see, your kids are in
there watching their dad on TV.

Well, TV dad was the
only dad I had as a kid.

And you're so threatened

that you're gonna blow up
your spot as John Q. Citizen

that I can't have
something good.

I ain't the fuckin' reason you
can't have something good!

Fuckin' give me that.

You're the fuckin' reason
you can't have something good.

- Oh, really?
- Obviously.

You're back on the shit, Tommy.

You're snorting your
own fuckin' product.

Look, man, I get it, okay?

I know it's hard, what
happened to Holly.

Don't mention Holly.
Ghost, that's a mistake.

And the drug game is hard, too, but
you fuckin' made that choice, okay,

so you fuckin' up now,
you expect that Teresi

is supposed to sweep into
your life and fuckin' fix shit?

Come on, man, it's
too late for daddy shit.

What the fuck, man?

Come on. You wanna go?

Let's go!

You fuckin' happy now?

Huh?

Last time you fuckin' stormed
at me, I was 14 years old.

- There's a fuckin' scar right here.
- I know it.

Good to see you're
still 14, Tommy.

- Just go write that check.
- Fuck you.

(snaps finger)

Get out of the house, Tommy.
Don't come back till you're sober.

All right, but if you lay one finger on
Teresi without asking for my permission,

this time I will kill you.

Were you scared when you
saw Brain shoot that lady?

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

I don't fuck with him.

Why you lyin'?

Yo, listen, I only called 'cause I thought
you was gonna bring me some lean.

You gonna come or not?

I'm supposed to be your girl,

so you're supposed
to tell me things,

but if not, I gotta go.

No, I ain't catch the body.

And no, I wasn't scared
when Brains did that shit.

None of that shit scares me.

I wanna hear more,
but I gotta jump.

I'll catch you at the spot.

(soft laughter)

You bitched out for a bitch.

He did it for the lean, not me.

It was a compliment, lil cuz.

Now give me the phone.

(Uaughs)

Got the money!

Yo, where the fuck is everybody?

- Is it true?
- What?

Is it true you're mounting a
war against the Jimenez again?

I didn't get into the drug
game for the violence.

I'm a man of the
cloth, for Christ sake.

I'm sorry, Tommy, but I'm out.

- You...
- I tried to stop 'em, man.

- Them?
- Yeah, they're all out.

I wanted to tell you in person.

I owed you that much.

Get your fuckin' hand off of me.

(Sighs)

And you, you dumb motherfucker.

- What?
- I give you one job.

- Yo...
- To keep the primeras on the hook.

- Hold the fuck up, man!
- Now look what happened!

Yo, you hold the fuck up!

All I've been doing for the past few
days is helping you get your shit together.

Yo, Jason's right, man.

You gotta stop blaming
motherfuckers for your fuck-ups.

Done with this shit,
man. I should walk, too.

Oh, thank God.

Nothing would make me happier

than to never see
your face again.

You sure about that?

Do I look sure?

Let me explain
something to you, Thomas.

If I Walk, I'm gone
for good, man.

You hear me?

Get the fuck outta here.

Damn.

Man, I don't need you.

Bounce, motherfucker.

I don't need you.

I don't need nobody!

(music playing)

You sure he won't
wonder where you are?

(chuckles)

It's his big night.

Trust me, he'll
be so busy smiling

and shaking hands,

he won't even remember I
was invited in the first place.

I was invited.

What?

It's a criminal
defense organization.

I sit on the board.

But I'd much rather
be here with you.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. (Laughs)

- Sure you would.
- That's right, come here.

(cheers and applause)

Yes, yes, yeS, yes, Yes-

- Congratulations, man.
- Thank you.

It's good to see you vindicated.

- I appreciate it. Good to see you, too.
- There he is.

- Hey, James, excuse me for a moment.
- Okay.

(indistinct chatter)

- Simon.
- James.

Thank you, man, for the night.

- You look dapper.
- You, too.

Our contract has been modified, and
the council has approved the rezoning.

- We are off to the races.
- Good.

I must apologize for Councilman
Tate. I didn't know he was gonna do that.

James, when will you
ever learn to trust me?

(laughs) Simon, when you learn to
behave in a more trustworthy manner.

Do you know why Joshua
Kantos dropped out as a witness

against you for your trial?

I don't care about
your past, James.

I'm focused on our future.

I can trust that you
will always mistrust me,

but I can't promise that I
will always be so tolerant.

It's time for you to learn
who to trust, James.

- Now, if you'll excuse me...
- (glasses clink)

I have a novelty check to sign

in your honor.

(inaudible)

"' 733$???"

Jamie, hello.

- I'm glad you're here.
- One second.

(indistinct chatter)

I am a prosecutor.

Destroy Injustice is made up

of concerned, smart
defense lawyers,

but we all have the same goal...

The protection of the
constitutional rights

of the citizens of New York,

along with our new
Head of Criminal...

Angela Valdes.

(speaks foreign language)

Tameika: Come on up, Angela.

Ain't this about a bitch.

Spending too much
time with Donovan.

Have fun. I'm not
sticking around for this shit.

Thank you, U.S.
Attorney Robinson.

I am humbled to be the
Eastern District of New York's

new Head of Criminal.

Tariq, you're going to Choate?
I'm gonna miss you so much.

- Will you text me?
- Yeah.

(gasps)

'Riq, did you know
this is gonna be

our first birthday
apart from each other?

Oh, yeah, I didn't
even think about that.

(cell phone vibrating)

Oh, I'll be right back.

Where you going?

It's cool, Raina.
I'll be right back.

HEY -

Congratulations.

You, too.

And thank you for catching Mike.

I know you risked your life.

|... I know you
didn't do it for me.

How you doing, you okay?

I am now.

It all worked out for the best.

Yeah. So what's next?

When we were kids, it
was the Supreme Court...

You had a chance
to go to Choate.

- What?
- You said you didn't have a chance.

In your interview, you didn't go to
Choate because you chose not to.

You said you couldn't
leave Tommy, remember?

What would have
happened if you did?

Don't matter now, right?

We got the dream we
dreamed in Queens, Angie.

You know, the funny thing is,

we never would have
come to this moment

if it wasn't for each other.

I guess that's true.

I should go.

Yeah, okay.

Good luck, Angie Valdes.

You, too.

James!

- Councilman.
- Hell of an evening, huh?

Oh, man, it was a special night.

- I want to thank you for it.
- Sure.

You're the cat I saw
on the block, right?

Sup. Man?

I'd like for you to meet Alphonse.
He's our new community liaison.

And we gotta make
sure that he's kept whole.

What is this about, Rashad?

(clears throat) Listen.

I did you a huge favor

by making sure you
got more of Stern's cut.

Now it's time for
you to reciprocate.

Make that happen.

(car horn honks in distance)

(chuckles)

You fucking did it, man!

Yeah, man.

Got myself fired, brother.

You got major
fuckin' balls, man.

Cojones, man.

(laughs) No, man.

I just saw the
opportunity and I took it.

You know, Ghost, Kanan, Tommy,

none of the niggas think
I got what I got in me.

- Mm-hmm.
- The naive, young boy shit.

Man, fuck that. So I
used it against 'em.

There's advantages to
being underestimated.

Amen.

How we looking with
the other thing, though?

Going down as we speak.

(music playing)

♪ Danger, danger,
danger, danger a'

♪ Danger, danger, danger a'

♪ Sound the alarm Anger,
reload the chamber' ♪

♪ Them Brooklyn boys
is back with a banger ♪

♪ Your moms ain't say
not to talk to a strangers ♪

♪ 'Cuz now you
in danger, danger ♪

♪ Heads ain't ready
for these clips we got ♪

♪ Tre, pound, see
yet, to the rock, ya not ♪

♪ Orville Redinbocker,
I'll pop your top a'

♪ Til Taana Gardner
heartbeat stop ♪

♪ Danger, danger,
danger, danger a'

♪ Danger, danger,
danger, danger a'

(muffled chatter)

(buzzer sounds)

- (buzzer sounds)
- (door opens)

(door lock clicks)

(both chuckle)

You... (laughing)

You go.

You look like an
old-ass version of me.

(Uaughs)

Tommy.

How you doing?

I've been better.

Yeah?

Anything I can help with?

Yeah.

Maybe so.

I'd like to meet the
rest of our family.

(muffled dance music playing)

Yo, Destiny!

Yo, Destiny!

(dog barking in distance)

Yo, I... I ain't say
shit, Ray Ray.

Yeah, we cool, B.

I know you're a
G and everything.

Hey, man, I just wanted
to make sure you...

(grunts)

This bitch-ass nigga.

Hey!

You were at my school the
other day looking for Tariq.

Yeah, I was... I was just
headed to find your principal.

I know who you are, Ray Ray.

You need to leave
my brother alone.

My father's gonna kill you.

(heartbeat pounding)

♪ Don't use the
word, "forever" ♪

♪ We live too long
to be so loved a'

♪ People change
and I can be tethered a'

Raina?

♪ We think we
are the only ones a'

♪ You can't walk the
streets a ghost anymore ♪

♪ You can't walk the
streets a ghost anymore ♪

♪ Days form like new
figures down my road a'

♪ Each one looks more
like you than you know ♪

♪ Beauty always in the lust a'

♪ You always landed
on your feet in the past ♪

(humming)

♪ And I noticed I can
still ghost the streets ♪

♪ And I noticed I can
still ghost the streets ♪

♪ I noticed just how slow a'

♪ The killer bee's wings beat a'

♪ And how wonderful' ♪

♪ How wonderful' ♪

♪ How wonderful' ♪

♪ >a' You are a'