All language subtitles for POWER - S06 E05 - Rey Gambit (1080p - NF Web-DL)

[Ghost] Previously on Power...

[Angela] You feel guilty for
what happened to me, Jamie.

We gotta get rid of this thing.

No, I need it for insurance.

There's a recording on there

that could put James
and Tommy away for life.

I've already told you guys
everything I know about Joey.

The thing is, I need to
get a bug in his house,

maybe in your
daughter's backpack.

I won't let you take my
little girl away from me.

[suspenseful music]

- This is it?
- Yo, relax.

I'll have some
more pills this week.

[uneasy music]

[Tommy] You don't
need to do this, 'Riq...

Get caught up in this drug life.

That was the last of
it. I won't do it anymore.

Overestimating yourself is
gonna get you into trouble

that your wits can't fix.

I feel so alone.

You're not alone. I'm here.

You still got that
inside man on retainer?

What's his name again? Charlie?

[Will] James St.
Patrick is bullshit.

He was a corner
boy back in the day,

and nothing's changed.

He just got a whole
building for it now.

You sure I can't provide
something in exchange

for your cooperation?

Actually, I need to
start a new business.

The last one didn't cook.

Shame about her.

Tommy ever tell
you what happened?

Not bad. Not bad at all, James.

What's Saxe got on
you that makes you want

to risk your whole life to
help him take me down?

He has my daughter.

[Saxe] Give me
something I can use

to prosecute St. Patrick

for Angela Valdes' murder.

He mentioned some shit

about getting a
witness to leave town.

Maria Suarez, I know you agreed

to testify against me.

[Saxe] St. Patrick
gave her money?

Why didn't he kill her?

I'm gonna be the man

that you wanted me to be.

The witness against
me... I didn't kill her.

You will.

♪♪

[Joe] ♪ They say this
is a big, rich town ♪

♪ I just come from
the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it, this
is where it goes down ♪

♪ I just happen
to come up hard ♪

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

[50 Cent] ♪ I never took
a straight path nowhere ♪

♪ Life's full of twists and
turns, bumps and bruises ♪

♪ I live, I learn ♪

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

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

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Occupational options, get
some blow or some hoes ♪

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

♪ Fuck it man, in the meantime ♪

♪ Go head and pump a pack ♪

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

♪ 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 ♪

[Joe] ♪ They say this
is a big, rich town ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I just come from
the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it, this
is where it goes down ♪

♪ Oh yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I just happen
to come up hard ♪

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

♪♪

[laughs] I can see
your moves coming.

That's bullshit.

You opened with the
King's Gambit again.

So? That's my move.

It's a bad move.

Grand masters don't even use it.

You attack in the
middle like LeBron,

but you don't got the
skills to back it, my son,

and that is why I beat you.

[sucks teeth] I beat
you sometimes.

Yeah, you wish.

[dramatic music]

♪♪

Shit. Checkmate in three.

No.

Two.

♪♪

[laughs] You never
even saw me coming.

While I'm busy sacrificing my
pawns, you busy protecting yours.

- Playing defense makes you weak.
- [cell phone chimes]

- Whatever.
- [laughs]

[tense music]

♪♪

You need to get that?

♪♪

Yeah.

Guess I'll come back
later for a rematch

and the re-up you promised me.

Sure.

All right.

♪♪

Uh, you two have a seat.

First of all, thanks for
coming on short notice.

I wanted to, uh, tell
you both in person

that unfortunately,
I'll be stepping back

from Rashad's campaign.

I understand.

Tate for Governor

thanks you for your service.

Uh, wait, James.

[sighs] Why now?

The heckler at the
press conference

who knew me as a corner boy,

you know, he reminded me that...

I can't shake my past,
no matter how hard I try,

and I think it's just
starting to sink in.

A wise assessment.

Uh, no, James.

You're wrong.

The DNC sent me because
Tate's polling started to go up.

The uptick happened after that press
conference because of your involvement.

Hang on a second. Let's not
get ahead of ourselves here.

We don't know for a fact that
that's why the numbers went up,

and, James, you stepping back

allows you to focus on the QCP.

Finish it for Raina.

[Ramona] And you
will finish it faster

if we spotlight it
in the campaign.

Tate's most dangerous
opponent, Lorette Walsh, is doing

a roundtable this afternoon
with Garrett Clawson.

The Garrett Clawson? When
were you gonna tell me this?

I'm telling you now.

Garrett wants the
candidates to bring an activist,

someone who
embodies their message.

Do you have anyone
more effective on deck?

- Uh, Ramona...
- [Tate] I'll do it on my own.

After all, I am the candidate.

I'm gonna advise against that.

Beyond the optics,

Lorette and
Garrett are friendly.

They'll use James' absence

to their advantage.

Uh, look, James,

would you please reconsider?

I agree with Rashad.

I mean, after all,
he's the candidate.

It's his call.

My dear brother,
I appreciate you.

We all know it's my call.

[uneasy music]

James, you can't
change your past...

You are right about that...

But you can dictate your future.

If you wanna show the world you're
not the man in the orange jumpsuit,

then you should
tell them yourself.

♪♪

St. Patrick wasn't the shooter?

Not according to
the autopsy report.

The angle of the bullet wound
shows that Angela was shot from above

and matches the blood
pattern on St. Patrick's shirt.

No gunshot residue
on his clothing either.

So he had help. He
lured Angela there.

Someone else takes the shot.

If St. Patrick knew the shooter,

why call 911 and not
get rid of the body?

It's the perfect cover-up.

Or he's telling the truth.

Yeah, but St. Patrick
murders people,

then covers his tracks.

That's his MO.

I'm pretty sure
"because I said so"

doesn't work in court.

Your proof?

Every CI,

every person in
this office who's died

had one person in
common: James St. Patrick.

Two people in common.

There's also you, Saxe.

Wow. You think I killed Angela?

No.

But I think it's
possible he didn't.

Stand here.

[clears throat]

That's nice, uh... nice perfume.

What-what is that?

Her entry wound is here.

Her blood sprayed here.

She was facing St. Patrick.

She saw the shooter. He didn't.

She gets hit, she falls, he
turns around fast enough,

he sees them.

He knows the shooter,
Blanca. He hired them.

Or it's just a matter of time
until he gets his revenge.

♪♪

[Tommy] Yeah, I
switched out the car.

- This the one, T.
- [Tasha laughs]

[Tommy] You ever open the glove
compartment on the other one?

It had a weird smell.

All right, well,
buyer's remorse.

I get it.

Honestly, I'm...
starting to think

this day care was a mistake too.

I mean, the start-up
cost, the overhead...

and it's gonna take a while
before it brings in a profit.

I need money, like, today.

I got you.

Word?

Yeah, I'll just tell
'Keisha what's going on.

She'll understand.

I was hoping you'd say
that, Tommy, for real.

Plus, we could actually clean
more money at the day care

than we ever did
with the wash and fold.

Whoa, no, I ain't
cleaning money there.

What you mean? You
just said you would help.

Yeah, by giving you money.

Tommy, that's not
a forever solution.

Weren't you just saying
you were looking for a spot?

Yeah, I was,
till I told 'Keisha,

and she offered her shop

'cause she in the game now.

You taught her, Tasha.

Mm-hmm, yeah, I know.

She just don't want me doing it.

That's why she said yes.

And you better be careful. If she makes
a mistake, she could take us all down.

Sure she can handle it?

Yeah, she gonna be just fine.

Plus, I need your help
for something else.

You still on the list to go
upstairs at the penthouse?

Why, Tommy?

Why you think?

No, Tommy.

Trying to get Ghost
at the penthouse

is too risky.

You sure got that day care
up and running fast, Tasha.

Ghost bankrolling you?

Would I have money
problems if he were?

Just trust me, Tommy.

Now's not the
time to kill Ghost.

[desolate music]

♪♪

Nice suit, Coleman.

Now that St. Patrick has
you working in the club again,

I assume you found

the evidence I
need to implicate him

in Valdes' murder, right?

I'm not finding shit
if I gotta see you

like my goddamn
parole officer, man.

I don't have anything yet.

Yeah, that's the wrong answer.

See that?

[child crying]

♪♪

That's some fucked-up slave owner
shit you're doing right now, man.

Whoa, Andre.

That hurts my feelings.

This has nothing
to do with race.

Give me my fucking daughter.

No problem, but first,

tell me how St. Patrick
found Maria Suarez.

♪♪

You don't get
Heaven, maybe ever,

unless you give me something.

♪♪

All right.

Jason Micic.

Doesn't help you with Angela.

He's Tommy's drug supplier.

I saw him talking to Ghost
the other day at Truth.

Why would those two be meeting?

I don't fucking know,
man. I'm here talking to you.

[cell phone chimes]

♪♪

Dig deeper.

♪♪

Sorry, sir. I was,
uh, across town.

Why did Maria Suarez
call me to change her story?

I... don't know.

Overtime requests from
the dozen FBI agents

you had heading to her
apartment the other night.

They were on their way
to stop James St. Patrick

from murdering our witness,

but you told them to stand down.

You thought I wouldn't find out?

You didn't say a
word to me, Saxe,

not a word.

Did he tell you about this?

Definitely not, sir.

What the hell is going on?

Tell her, Saxe.

Tell us both.

Saxe had the bright
idea to set a trap

for James St. Patrick,

to let him know
about Maria Suarez

so he could catch him red-handed

attempting to silence her,

except St. Patrick
never showed up.

Isn't that right, Saxe?

No, sir, it's actually
not. [clears throat]

St. Patrick did go to see Maria,

but he offered her money
not to testify instead.

Did she, uh, tell you that?

No. And how do you know that?

I, um... [clears throat]

Have a CI undercover
with St. Patrick,

uh, Andre Coleman,
who was with St. Patrick

when he saw Maria.

You turned Coleman?

Once Angela was dead
and Alicia Jimenez, too,

I thought I could use
Coleman for information.

You told Coleman where
Maria Suarez was hiding?

No, no, sir. I-I don't know
how he got that information

or if he was even the source.

I don't know how St.
Patrick knew where to go.

Coleman called me and said St.
Patrick was heading over there,

but he offered her
a bribe, not a bullet.

According to
Coleman, she took it.

So she's blown as a witness,
no matter what story she tells.

But it proves St. Patrick
took her seriously.

It proves her
information is good.

Or was...

before she withheld
the bribe from me

and offered to change her story.

You can't prove
St. Patrick was there

without her admitting the bribe.

Or burning Coleman,
and there's no way

to connect Proctor
to this whole mess.

Oh, I can still turn Proctor.

He's in a custody battle
with his ex, Lindsay,

and I have her.

Had.

She died last night
of a drug overdose.

Proctor himself called it in.

You have just fucked this up

every which way possible,
haven't you, Saxe?

Wait, Proctor called in
his ex-wife's overdose?

- Why was he there?
- I'm about to go find out...

before we lose our leverage
against him completely.

Can I, uh, tag along, sir,
just-just to see what he says?

I promise I won't interfere.

Fine.

It's okay, baby. Your
mommy'll be here soon, I hope.

- [door clicks open]
- [Epiphany] Oh, my God, sis,

I don't know why
I take the train.

Come here, baby.

Epiphany, we
closed two hours ago.

You know that's
$100 in late fees.

$100? Shit, I ain't got that.

And that's my problem how?

[sighs]

Sis, I'ma be real with you.

I don't depend on nobody
for nothing, not after my ex.

Niggas wanna act
like they do all the work

when I'm the one hustling
with a thong up my ass,

talking about "he promoting."

Nigga, please.
You work at Kinko's.

Okay, I still can't
change the rules for you.

Listen, I don't know
about your nigga,

but my nigga got me
blackballed from all the good clubs

'cause I put him on blast
for unpaid child support,

and besides, the money I
made last night I need for rent,

and so if you let me
pay you double tomorrow,

can you let us slide tonight?

[scoffs]

A'ight, double tomorrow,

and you better keep
your word to me.

I got one of those at home too.

Okay, thank you, sis.

I'll be thinking about you
while I'm popping it tonight.

Okay, actually,
please don't do that.

[inaudible speaking]

[sighs]

Oh, God, she crazy.

[man] Yo!

[dramatic music]

This your spot?

♪♪

Along with those
cameras up there.

Oh, shit. I ain't even
trying to mess with you.

My name's Zigg.

♪♪

It looks like you opened
up a community center

without consulting
the community.

Councilman Tate
gave me this spot.

That cornball motherfucker
ain't the community,

and he ain't keeping
your customers safe.

But I can... for a band a week.

I'll take my chances
with the cameras.

It's non-negotiable.

I'll be back
tomorrow to collect.

Cash.

And if you don't got it...

it'd be a shame to see
this place go up in flames.

♪♪

I gotta take care of
my baby girl, man,

so please, just get me in

with whatever you got
going on with Jason.

I ain't working
with Jason Micic.

He's looking for a new distro.

His present one
isn't cutting it.

You mean Tommy?

Listen, I don't
know if it's Tommy

because I'm not talking
to Tommy no more,

but you and I both know, Dre,

if it is Tommy,
he's fucking it up.

Facts.

So unfortunately
for Jason, I'm out,

which is exactly what I told him

when he offered me the job.

[scoffs] Hold up.

Jason, the cold-blooded
Serbian motherfucker,

was cool with you saying no?

Yeah, he was cool with it if
I found him a replacement.

I'll do it.

[laughs]

How you gonna do it, Dre, huh?

What the fuck you
mean, how would I do it?

[sighs]

You're working
with the Feds, right?

So if Saxe finds out that
you're working with Jason,

we all get arrested.

If Jason finds out that
you're working with Saxe,

he kills us both.

I get it. I know. I know.

Looks like Saxe
tripped you up again.

Lindsay's last "fuck you" was
keeping me as executor of her estate.

She was too high to change it.

Sorry it took so long.

[sighs] Don't mention it.

About what
happened to Lindsay...

Benny, I need to
tell you something.

[doorbell rings]

[slow music playing on stereo]

♪♪

[uneasy music]

Ben, it's the Feds!

Go upstairs. Keep
Elisa Marie out of sight.

♪♪

My secretary probably
told you assholes

I'm on family bereavement.

For your ex-wife.

[laughs] What a guy.

The locals said that you
called in Lindsay's overdose.

What happened with that?

Yeah, my, uh... my
daughter called me.

It was too late.

Junkies die.

So can you guys please leave?

Our witness against St. Patrick

called this morning.

I suppose the idea
of facing her tormentor

improved her memory.

She recalls more from her
encounter with your client.

She saw his face.

She'll ID him in court.

How'd you guys
convince her to lie?

[scoffs] Right.

Gee, I gotta take a leak. It's
a long drive from Brooklyn.

You-you mind, Warner?

I don't mind if you
do it on the floor.

I mind. [scoffs]

Oh, so you guys aren't
gonna leave if I try to stop him?

Okay, bathroom's down the hall.

Be quick.

[Warner] You rent or own here?

[Proctor] I own.

[Warner] Big place.

[sighs]

[Proctor] Hey, don't
get lost back there!

[suspenseful music]

♪♪

[MEMBA's "Bricks"]

♪♪

[man] ♪ Boy, I got a lot
of problems with you ♪

♪ I am about to get
you a hospital bed ♪

♪ And then I will
stitch you, get you ♪

♪ A tissue, fix you
a cup of coffee ♪

♪ Then hit you, bitch, you ♪

♪ Better bounce, I'm
'bout to do jujitsu ♪

♪ Rip you into
pieces of nothing ♪

♪ Pieces of fucking
pizza, teach ya ♪

♪ That I'm taking
the whole pie ♪

♪ I'm an animal, not
your average lion ♪

♪ Tiger, bear, oh, my ♪

♪ Intentions are much worse ♪

♪ With obsession for
bloodthirst, you see ♪

[man] ♪ Bang to
the sound of this ♪

♪ Do it or just lay
with a pile of bricks ♪

♪ I gotta say hey,
what you gonna say ♪

♪ I can do this every day ♪

♪ I gotta say hey,
what you gonna say ♪

♪ I can do this every
day, so get out my way ♪

[man] ♪ Give me the rock,
I got a lot of the guap ♪

♪ I kid you not, a lot is I
talk my way to the top ♪

♪ Oh, wait, okay, now
give me some space ♪

♪ Get out of my way, I eat up ♪

♪ And now I'm 'bout to erupt ♪

♪ Let's see what I gotta say ♪

♪ Shot to the brain ♪

♪ Caught to the
rock of the name ♪

♪ There ain't no
stopping the pain ♪♪

James.

What the hell happened
with Maria Suarez?

Not right now, Proctor, okay?

Right now!

I went to see her.

Thought she deserved
a second chance.

I gave her some money

so she could start a new life.

You tried to pay her off?

Well, it didn't work.

Warner and Saxe told me

that she's changing
her testimony.

She's gonna ID you in court.

So that's her choice.

[scoffs] Why?

- Why what?
- Why?

Why let her go, then
and now? I don't get it.

Tommy roped her into our
business. He didn't have to.

She was innocent
then, Joe, and she still is.

Not anymore.

She took your money.

See, not only is she testifying,

but she's lying about
it to put you away.

[uneasy music]

If you do not kill
Maria... [scoffs]

Everything you've
done will go public.

Everything.

♪♪

It's you... or Maria.

Who's it gonna be?

♪♪

You can see yourself out, Joe.

♪♪

Wow.

[cell phone buzzes]

♪♪

[dramatic music]

♪♪

I like you, kid,

but I'm going
through a lot of trouble

helping you out,
so a word of advice:

don't fuck me.

♪♪

I'm a man of my word.

♪♪

A man of your word indeed.

Good doing business with you.

♪♪

[suspenseful music]

Fuck. Tommy.

Thanks for coming.

You're welcome.

You know, when I asked
you about Alicia Jimenez,

you forgot to tell me that
Ghost was after her too.

I-I didn't tell Ghost you
were grabbing Alicia either.

I could've warned him, told
him you were gonna be there.

I've been 100 with
both of you, Tommy,

so come on!

♪♪

[Tommy] Okay.

So what do you want?

Feds have a witness against you:

Maria Suarez.

You and Ghost had a run-in
with her and her fiancé, Miguel.

- Ghost let her go.
- Yeah, I remember.

She knows her fiancé's dead,

and she wants you
and Ghost to pay for it.

Ghost said he was
gonna handle it,

but he gave her money instead.

Fucking Ghost.

If he would've just let me
put a bullet in her head,

we wouldn't be in
this mess right now.

The fuck's this
got to do with you?

What are you telling me for?

If Maria testifies
against both of you,

I'm next on the
prosecution's dance card.

We are all connected,

and we all have a lot
to lose if Maria's alive.

Damn, Proctor.

When'd you flip
over to our side?

Where could I find her?

♪♪

I can't believe this. I mean, do you
know how much money I've spent here?

All of these items, they
still have tags on them, so...

If you need cash, miss,
there's an ATM a block down.

- You don't understand...
- Tasha.

I thought that was you.

[laughs awkwardly] Excuse me.

- Hey, 'Keisha.
- Hey.

Wow, uh,

looks like the shop
is doing really well.

Yeah, better than ever.

You know, once I got rid

of that negative energy,

everything seemed
to kind of fall into place.

Uh-huh.

What you doing here?

Looks like you need help.

Oh, no, I'm good, girl.

I'm just shopping too.

Mm-hmm.

How's Tommy? Haven't
seen him in a while.

Tommy's good.

He's doing really good.

You know Tommy's mom?

Of course I do.

- What, did you meet Kate?
- [chuckles]

Let me guess. She
showed up unannounced.

Yeah, said her house
was getting fumigated,

gave me a hard
time about everything,

talked about his
old girlfriends.

Mm.

And she made a weird
comment about Holly.

She was probably high as a kite.

You can't pay attention to
anything that woman says.

What happened to Holly, Tasha?

I know you know something.

[sighs]

Look, Holly...

She just got in over
her head, okay?

Be careful with Tommy, 'Keisha.

My advice:

don't get in over your
head like Holly did.

I ain't gonna make the
same mistakes Red made,

point-blank, period.

I got Tommy on lock.

Mm-hmm. Okay.

And I see you haven't changed.

Bye, Tasha.

Guess me and Tommy won't
be seeing you anytime soon.

'Keisha!

[disquieting music]

[cell phone beeps]

[Lindsay] I'm scared, Joey.

[Saxe] Why'd you do it, Joey?

The f... An illegal wiretap?

Oh, you've gone too far, Saxe.

I'm gonna sue the
fucking shit out of you.

- [laughs] Wait.
- [cell phone beeps]

[Proctor] I won't let you take
my little girl away from me.

Whew.

Take me to court so your
daughter can hear you

let her mother die after
she called you for help?

You have no
proof I did anything.

Either way, Child Services
will take Elisa Marie,

and she'll know what you did.

You think she'll
ever forgive you?

Or... you help me,

and I delete this recording.

All evidence... gone forever.

And you let me skate completely?

Yep. You just gotta
answer one question.

♪♪

Who killed Angela, Joe?

♪♪

[whispering] Benny. Benny.

♪♪

[Benny] Hey.

I'm-I'm fucked.

Okay, I fucked up, Benny.

I'm-I'm completely
and utterly fucked.

Hey, calm down, all right?
Use more fucking words.

Lindsay. I did it.

You hired someone?
Why didn't you come to me?

No, no, no, no, not like that.

I set her up.

I told her I met someone.

I let her think that she
failed the bar exam.

I knew she'd use.

I thought she'd go
quick. She didn't.

She asked me for
help, and I let her die.

♪♪

You're a good
judge of character.

Hey, I know a
guy in Long Island.

He can make us some fake IDs.

We take Elisa Marie
some place very nice

and we wait till this
whole thing blows over.

It's too late for that.

The Fed, Saxe...

I don't know how,
but he put a bug on me

o-or on Lindsay.

That motherfucker bugged us.

Now he has a recording

of me letting
Lindsay fucking die.

♪♪

And he didn't arrest you?

He wants me to tell him
who killed AUSA Valdes.

He thinks it was James... Ghost.

It wasn't.

Tommy Egan pulled the trigger.

Okay, the laptop
with the recording.

Uh, the homeland
guy, fucking Barnum.

Markham. Bailey Markham.

Right, your insurance policy.

I got rid of the laptop.

Why the fuck would you do that?

Because I had to.

It was the only thing
that connected me

to Bailey Markham's murder.

How else would I have it?

Plus, there was a
recording on there

that implicates James,

and even though he's innocent,

Saxe wants him anyway.

Well, better him than
you being a snitch.

♪♪

If I don't tell Saxe
what he wants to know...

♪♪

Elisa Marie's gonna
find out what I did.

Benny, she can't.

♪♪

All right, maybe I get
rid of Ghost and Tommy.

The Feds don't need
you if they're gone, right?

♪♪

And they send you away for life?

No. I'll handle it.

And I won't rat.

I promise you.

♪♪

Another insurance policy.

Hey, it's been with
me since I been inside.

[sighs]

The trigger don't stick.

♪♪

Hey.

♪♪

I'm not signing that.

[scoffs] But this is
what flipping looks like.

I am not a criminal informant,

and I don't want any
paper that says that I am.

You get an
indictment. I testify.

That's it.

Works for me. Now spill it.

Who killed Angela Valdes?

You know this makes me a
fucking rat, right? Lower than low.

[scoffs]

You killed the
mother of your child.

I feel like this is a step up.

Oh, you're fucked up.
You're enjoying this, huh?

Maybe.

- [scoffs]
- Talk, Proctor.

Look, it's St. Patrick
or your daughter.

[desolate music]

♪♪

Tommy Egan killed Angela.

Told me himself.

Tommy was the shooter
and colluded with St. Patrick.

You're not listening.

James is 100% innocent.

I need you to testify
against James.

If you think you can help
your client weasel out of this...

That's the truth.

Tommy did it, and that's
what I'll say on the stand,

because I'm not
gonna perjure myself

to fit whatever you
think happened.

[bangs table]

Then I can't use you.

[Proctor] That's your call,

but our deal stands.

♪♪

Fine.

If you and your
daughter want WITSEC,

I can jerry-rig you
into another case.

With your track record?

No, I'll take my
chances on my own.

Probably pretty smart.

Tariq St. Patrick.

You should be in class.

We've been looking
all over for you, son.

M-Ma? Dean Orson,
what's the problem?

What's going on?

Dean Orson says you're
in some kind of trouble.

What's he talking about, Tariq?

We received an anonymous tip

that you've been
using the old A/V room.

What, is that against the rules?

No. We found this.

[dramatic music]

The pharmacist told us that a
student had been buying a lot of...

Baby aspirin. That's
all it is. It's baby aspirin.

♪♪

The kids you're
selling to on campus,

in violation of our
code of conduct,

do they think they're
buying baby aspirin?

No, sir.

[Orson] Right.

Dean Orson,

is there something
that maybe you can do?

Tariq's been through a lot.

Please, can you give
him a second chance?

Ms. Green, Choate
was his second chance.

He's expelled,
effective immediately.

While we finish
our investigation,

we will release him
into your custody.

Take only what you need.

We'll ship the rest.

♪♪

[door clicks shut]

- Ma, I w...
- I don't want to hear it.

Get your stuff.

♪♪

And what happened to your face?

♪♪

Now, Tariq.

Come on, let's go.

♪♪

[elevator dings]

- Hey.
- Hey.

What's up, Joe?

James, I don't know if you, uh,

remember my
daughter, Elisa Marie.

Of course I remember
Elisa Marie. Hi.

Honey, you know
what? Why don't you go

check out the
view? It's really cool.

- Okay.
- All right?

So what's up?

I need a favor, buddy.

An ex-client of
mine, Igor Ungar...

Rotten guy, sex
trafficker, just...

Anyway, I'm testifying
in a case against him,

and he knows where I live,

so I could really use
a safe place to stay

while I wait to testify.

Proctor, come on, man.

I'm not really running
a safe house here.

Lindsay died yesterday.

I didn't know. I'm sorry.

She overdosed... With
my kid in the apartment.

If I don't testify, they're
gonna take her away from me.

I can't lose her too.

Can you just please help
me protect my daughter?

Absolutely.

You got it.

You can take my office.

Your daughter can
take Raina's room.

Thank you so much.

Elisa Marie, come on, hon.

Uh, Elisa Marie, um...

second thought, your-your father

will show you the
way to Raina's room.

Okay.

- Uh, last room on the right.
- Got it.

- Say thank you.
- Thank you.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

[elevator dings]

Tasha, I told you
not to come here.

How'd you even get upstairs?

Your son is still on the list.

Come on, Tariq. Tell
your father why we're here.

I don't know. Why
are we here, Ma?

Because we're your parents,

and just because
we're separated, 'Riq,

doesn't mean we're
not raising you together.

Tell your father why
you got expelled.

Expelled?

What the fuck did
you do to get expelled?

[Tasha] Oh, now he can't speak.

He was selling drugs, Ghost.

After everything that
we've done to protect you!

Son, how'd you even get drugs?

Kanan gave it to him,

just like the money
he tried to give me.

Kanan also accepted
me for who I am.

Can you believe this shit?

Okay, this stops right
here. Son, listen to me.

Kanan was filling
your head with this idea

that you were like him!

Dad, I'm just like you.

How could you expect
me to be any different?

I sold drugs because
I had to, okay?

I'm not that person anymore.

You're just doing this
bullshit to get back at me.

Your mother and
I are telling you

that you're gonna
ruin your life!

Selling drugs didn't
ruin your life, Ghost.

Look around.

Selling drugs got
you this nice place.

Also got you this nice
little outfit you got on too.

- Let me tell you something...
- Get the fuck off me!

Tariq! Go to your
room right now.

Let him go, okay?

Just let him go.

♪♪

Tasha, did you know
that he was dealing?

Of course I didn't know.

It's your fault.

You put him on this path when
you used him to get Kanan.

- You know that.
- I put him on this path?

We made him together.

He is our son.

He's not under
the influence of me

or Kanan or anyone else.

You need to accept it.

This is Tariq.

I'm sorry to interrupt, guys.

I-I forgot my bag.

♪♪

[scoffs] No problem, Proctor.

I was just leaving...

since I'm not allowed
up here anyway.

♪♪

What's going on? Why can't
we stay with Uncle Benny?

- Elisa Marie, please...
- No, Daddy,

you're keeping secrets from me.

I don't want anything to
happen to you like Mommy.

I promise you,

nothing like that is
gonna happen, okay?

The most important thing
to me is keeping you safe.

That's why we're here.

Plus...

I got you something.

Whoa.

- I got you a little something.
- Hey.

Whoa.

Wanna see the coolest part?

[soft music]

There's a secret inside.

What's on it?

That is something.

Daddy thought he
would need one day,

- like an insurance policy.
- Mm.

That's one of Daddy's secrets.

Can I see it?

No, no, don't touch it.

Don't touch it.

Just... while I'm protecting you

and keeping you safe,

you keep Daddy's
secret safe, okay?

- Okay, Daddy.
- All right.

All right.

♪♪

Thanks for not telling
'Keisha that I went to see you.

She asked me about Holly, Tommy.

That was fucking Kate.

It don't-don't mean
nothing. It's gonna blow over.

What'd you tell her?

Nothing.

Thank you.

How's Tariq?

He just got
expelled from school.

- For what?
- Selling drugs.

Did you know he
was selling, Tommy?

And on top of that, I
took him to the penthouse,

and Ghost had
the nerve to tell me

I had no right to be
there in his home.

I mean, I can't be there
but Proctor can move in?

- Proctor was there?
- Yeah, with a suitcase.

I made that place
our home for our kids.

I just miss Raina so much.

I miss my old life.

Tommy...

I know that I said that I
didn't need any money,

but I gotta pay someone,

- and I really need to...
- No, Tash.

I can't help you no more.

Tommy, what you mean...

'Keisha was mad heated

when she ran into you.

I need her on my side,

and if I help you,
she ain't gonna be.

Well, you ain't gotta tell her.

Well, I ain't gotta
lie to 'Keisha.

Damn, Tommy.
The pussy that good?

Fine, you and 'Keisha...

If you want to ride off

into the sunset with
her, be my guest,

but just remember, you felt
the same way about Holly.

[dark music]

You know what, Tash?

I got some shit I gotta do.

You gotta go.

Go?

Now.

Fine.

[engine turning over]

♪♪

[sighs] Zigg, I don't
have your money.

♪♪

That's a problem.

Or it could be your
biggest goddamn solution.

I asked around about you.
I know you move weight.

♪♪

So instead of paying
me, you calling the cops?

Nah, this a business meeting.

Look, I know you
want your money,

and I can get it to you

if you let me help you.

You, sling product?

Trust me, baby.
You don't know me.

♪♪

A'ight.

You move this,
then we gonna talk.

♪♪

[suspenseful music]

♪♪

[keys jingling, lock clicking]

♪♪

Mr. Warner said I shouldn't
change my statement.

No, not over the phone.

We should do it in person.

You mind?

I was at home with Miguel

when these men started
banging on the door.

Yeah, before we do
the whole statement,

I'm curious.

What is it you wanna change?

I thought I didn't see the
men who kidnapped me,

but I did.

My blindfold slipped
and I saw them.

I forgot.

Well, that seems like
an important detail.

Why didn't you
tell me that before?

I was scared, but
now I remember.

You sure that's why?

Yeah, Ms. Suarez,
in the courtroom,

you're gonna be
under a microscope.

The defense, the
judge, the jury...

Everybody watching you,

asking themselves,
"Is she lying?"

He's the liar.

Ghost told me to
pretend like Miguel ran off.

He killed him!

[Saxe] And he'll pay, I promise.

I have another witness,

Ghost and Tommy's
lawyer, Joe Proctor.

- Let him take the heat.
- Fucking Proctor.

No, I need to be the one.

I need to be the one to
put Miguel's killers in jail.

Okay, okay.

You know what? It's-it's late.

We can do this another time.

♪♪

You should get some rest.

I'll be in touch.

♪♪

[Tommy] That's a
lot of money, Maria.

No, no, wait, I...

Remember me? Your
blindfold slipped, right?

- I will...
- [gunshot]

♪♪

So... Rashad sent
me as an emissary

to lighten the blow.

- Did he?
- [laughs]

Look, the truth
is, he needs you.

He's not gonna say that
to your face, of course.

Of course not, but he
will gladly use my club

for his upcoming
fund-raiser, right?

In fact, he wanted
me to remind you

it's on the agenda.

- Ah! What a guy.
- [laughs]

What do you get,
Ramona, if he wins?

I mean, it's clear

that you are not
that fond of the guy...

Hell, I'm not either...

But you're willing
to get him to Albany.

What's your agenda?

[soft piano music]

Did you know that when
my ex-husband's scandal hit,

the DNC wanted me to resign?

It wasn't your fault.

I'm tainted by association.

People read the story,
assume they know me,

like I thought I knew you.

And you aren't the first.

So does the story fit the man?

I think the man is better.

Hmm!

[laughs]

Look, I'm not gonna let
someone's story about me

define me, so
instead of resigning,

I took the assignment with Tate.

My second chance is here.

Clean slate.

Well, what if my second
chance is not up to me?

It's always up to you.

Take action.

Put things back in your control.

Look, James,

I've been in this
business long enough

to recognize a
spark when I see it.

I think you have more
to offer than you know.

But... it's up to you.

♪♪

Thank you for dinner.

And I'll take everything
you said into consideration.

I gotta run.

There's something I gotta
do I should've done before.

Can we do this again?

Uh, sure.

Good.

♪♪

Excuse me, sir. May I
please have the check?

[cell phone ringing]

Charlie, what's up?

Joe, man, I need to see you.

People are asking
about Alicia Jimenez.

I don't know what to do.

I-I can't meet you
right now, okay?

It'll blow over, I promise.

[Charlie] Please,
I'll come to you.

I'm not at my place right now.

I'm at my friend's in Tribeca.

Just don't worry, Charlie.

Okay? Sit tight
and wait for my call.

[disquieting music]

Proctor's in Tribeca.

I called like I said. We good?

I'm good.

My nigga, you a loose end.

[gunshots]

[cell phone buzzes]

- What's up?
- [2-Bit] Yo, Tommy.

Proctor's in Tribeca.

This nigga say he's
staying with a friend,

but I don't got the address.

I know the address.

♪♪

[cell phone buzzing]

♪♪

Yo, yo, Uncle T, I can explain.

Oh, we will talk

about how you lied to me
about having more product

and getting yourself
expelled from school,

but today's not the day.

Are you at home?

Yeah, I'm home.

Who else there?

[Tariq] I'm not sure.

I think my dad went out.

Good.

You know that back
door to the penthouse?

Yeah, the service door.

Yeah, go there and
turn the alarm off.

And, Tariq, get the
fuck out of there now.

Leave the back door unlocked.

♪♪

Just do what I say.

No fucking around.

Are you trying to hurt my dad?

You told me you'd let me
know before you make a move.

Nah... I ain't gonna
hurt your dad.

♪♪

[Elisa Marie crying]

Oh, uh, I'm sorry.

[sniffles] Was I too loud?

[Tariq] No, you're good.

I just didn't know
anyone was here.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Your dad is letting me
and my dad stay here.

I'm Elisa Marie Proctor.

Oh, okay.

I-I'm Tariq St. Patrick.

I thought your dad
said you were at school.

You stay here?

Nah, I used to.

I know this one
spot around the block

that has, like, the
best ice cream ever.

You wanna go get some?

I don't like ice cream.

You don't like ice cream?

Well, then what about
some... hot chocolate?

Whipped cream,
marshmallows, all that good stuff?

[tense music]

♪♪

- Hey, Epiphany.
- [Epiphany] You got the money?

Oh, yeah, I got the money.
Thanks for keeping your word.

- [Epiphany] Oh, you know.
- And good looking out on Zigg.

[Epiphany] I got you, sis.

So look, um, I know you
don't know me very well,

but I'm starting
another business,

and I could really
use your help.

[Epiphany] I ain't
good with kids.

No, no, no, not
another day care.

Something else.

[Epiphany] I need extra cash.

- Can I still dance?
- Mm-hmm.

[Epiphany] Then I'm in, sis.

I don't know, Benny.
Charlie sounded spooked.

Can you check on him,
make sure he's okay?

[Benny] Probably wants
more money. I'll check on him.

All right, thanks. I'll, uh...

I'll call you when Elisa
Marie and I get back into town.

[Benny] All right.
Have a good trip.

Thanks, cuz.

[sighs]

[suspenseful music]

Tommy, what are you doing here?

You rat piece of shit!

- Whoa!
- [gunfire]

[gunshots]

[gunfire, glass shattering]

[grunts]

[gunfire continues]

[Tommy] You rat motherfucker!

[dramatic music]

[Tommy] You can run,
Proctor, but you can't hide!

♪♪

Come on out, Proctor.

♪♪

Elisa Marie.

♪♪

Elisa Marie!

♪♪

[grunting]

[cell phone ringing]

♪♪

Daddy?

[Proctor] Elisa Marie?

Where are you?

I'm with Tariq.

I know I wasn't
supposed to leave,

but we got hot chocolate. Sorry.

But you're not here?
You're okay, right?

Yeah. We're about to walk back.

No, no. Do not come here.

Listen to me. Go to your
Uncle Benny's right now.

I don't understand.

[Proctor] You're gonna
be safer there, okay?

Well, are you coming later?

♪♪

Will I see you there?

Daddy.

- [door rattles] - [Tommy]
Pissing me off now, Joe!

- [banging on door]
- [breathing sharply]

[Tommy grunting]

No, you won't, sweetheart.

♪♪

I love you so much, baby, okay?

[Tommy] Proctor!

[line beeping]

[suspenseful music]

♪♪

[gunfire]

[gun clicking]

[gunfire]

♪♪

It was a good run, Proctor.

♪♪

This ain't fucking over.

It is for you.

[Nosaj Thing's "All
Points Back to U"]

♪♪

[rain pattering]

[knocking]

[Nosaj Thing] ♪ Hey,
they said it didn't recede ♪

♪ So it all points back to you ♪

♪♪

- ♪ They reckon you had them ♪
- [Elisa Marie crying]

♪ All points back to you ♪

♪♪

♪ Everyone I ask,
it's the same ♪

♪ So there's only
one conclusion ♪

♪♪

♪ Look at it from
my point of view ♪

♪ Then there's
really no confusion ♪

♪ All ♪

[car approaching]

[tires screeching]

♪ All points back to you ♪

Tariq, we followed
you from the city.

♪♪

Now we have a problem.

Now we have a
big fucking problem.

Get in.

[Nosaj Thing] ♪ I
ain't pointing fingers ♪

♪ But it all points
back to you ♪

[inaudible speaking]

- ♪ I have nothing to say ♪
- [police radio chatter]

♪ It all comes back to you ♪

♪♪

♪ Okay, have it your way ♪

[cell phone buzzing]

CSI said he's been
dead a few hours.

I guess Proctor was
staying here, but why?

Beats me.

Talk about wrong
place, wrong time.

- [Ghost] I saw the cops outside.
- [man] Sir...

[Ghost] Where's my son? Tariq!

Sir, this is an active crime
scene. You can't be here.

This is my house. Where's
my son? My son is here!

- Sir! Sir!
- Tariq! Where's Tariq?

I-I told Mr. St. Patrick
he couldn't be here.

It appears Joseph
Proctor was here alone.

He's dead.

♪♪

What the hell happened?

[Rodriguez] From the looks
of it, it was an all-out assault.

Somebody may have
been trying to kill him,

but this is the second
person in your proximity

to catch a bullet,
Mr. St. Patrick.

Who's trying to kill you?

♪♪

[cell phone buzzing]

♪♪

Ah, it's my son.

I need to take the call.

♪♪

- Tariq, son.
- [Tariq] Dad.

You okay?

[Nosaj Thing] ♪ I
ain't pointing fingers ♪

♪ But it all points
back to you ♪♪

♪♪

[engine rumbling]

[metallic creaking]

[dramatic music]

- I should've fucking known!
- Known what?

That it was you setting
me up to come here.

I didn't fucking set
you up, Tommy!

[Vincent] I did.

♪♪

Your son... your godson... Tariq

screwed the integrity
of my business,

cut my fucking weight.

[Tommy] Oh, shit.

I'm gonna fucking kill that kid.

No, I'm gonna kill him...

unless you give me $2 million.

Vincent, there's no way my son
moved $2 million of your fucking weight.

True.

The extra's interest.

I want $2 million.

♪♪

You both have 24
hours to make this right.

♪♪

[Sam Tinnesz's "When
The Truth Hunts You Down"]

[Sam Tinnesz] ♪ You can't hide ♪

♪ From who you are ♪

♪♪

♪ The light peels
back the dark ♪

♪♪

♪ You can run ♪

♪ But you won't make it far ♪

♪♪

♪ You can't hide
from who you are ♪

♪♪

♪ You can't hide
from who you are ♪

♪♪

♪ You can't run, run, run ♪

♪ From the smoking gun ♪

♪ Caught in the crosshairs ♪

♪ Of the things we've done ♪

♪ There's no hiding place ♪

♪ Not a secret safe ♪

♪ What is lost will be found ♪

♪ What is lost will be found ♪

♪♪

♪ When the truth ♪

♪ Hunts you down ♪♪

♪♪