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Previously on Your Honor...

Michael.

Michael Desiato
is out of prison.

[Olivia]
I got you a job.

Why?

Standard work release.

I got to make your exit
from prison look legit.

[Olivia]
I'm thinking an assignment

that would get him
out into the world.

[Fia]
Mr. Desiato, you're out.

Seven ODs in one night.

Pull it.

I ain't got shit to move.

How about we start
with two keys?

How about we start with 20?

I want to buy the Grand Rain.

You gonna run a nightclub
in the Quarter?

You say you want to champion
for Black-owned businesses.

Why not help a Black owner get
her hand on a business?

[Charlie]
Congratulations.

I look forward to seeing
what you do with the place.

My God, it really is you.

[Michael]
You-you may still be exposed.

You need to watch yourself.

You asked me
to bury something and now

here we are.

It was a car.

Not a body.

It was a coffin

with a set of headlights.

Double latte. Maurice.

It's been a minute.
-Does anyone know you're here?

The question is:

anyone know you here?

[Fia]
Thank you for coming back.

I need to show you something.

This is Rocco Adam Baxter.

He's your grandson.

[coos]

intense orchestral music

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

[panting]

No.

No, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

[phone ringing]

[Olivia]
Hi, Grandpa.

[overlapping crowd chatter]

[crowd groans]

Yeah, baby.

Yes, baby, yes.

[whoops]

You don't like LSU?

I just don't like them to cover.

You lied to me.

[scoffs]

Sin of omission.

You should have told me.

Not my secret to tell.

Besides, that girl tried
to tell you many times.

You just didn't want to listen.

Would you like some wings?
-Goddamn it.

Why don't you sit down, Michael?

I don't understand what
you want from me.

You don't have to understand.

I can't be a spy for you.

I didn't get you out of prison
for your espionage skills.

I don't need you
to fake anything, okay?

I just need you to be you.

Why?

Because you have relationships
that no one else has.

No, no...

Everyone who gets close
to me ends up hurt.

I'm not going
to let that happen.

[Michael sighs]

Listen to me.

I know you, okay?

I know what you're capable of.

I know what you're incapable of.

So what's his name?

You already know his name.

Inch by inch,

I will get you to where
I need you to go.

Are you really going to
fight me every step of the way?

Jesus, what exactly
are you asking of me?

At this moment, Michael,

all I want you to do
is love that baby.

tense, atmospheric music

[boat horn blowing]

[Jimmy]
The grandest hotel in the city,

with the largest casino
in the state.

Next to it, high-end stores
with the best of everything:

jewelry, clothing,

artisanal handcrafted
leather goods.

Luxury condominiums.

And a theater impressive enough
to host Jazz Fest,

the Bacchus Ball,
and the London Philharmonic.

Retail, residential
and entertainment at its finest.

And perched above it all,

our family suites

with panoramic views
of the entire Crescent City.

Can we come back when all
this shit is built?

God, don't you want to build
anything with your life?

Carlo, I'm-I'm trying
to instill something into you.

Because everything we have,
we've built. Everything.

And-and this is for all of us,

but I-I need you beside me
right now, hmm?

Building it with me, hmm?

Yeah?
-Yeah.

Now, apply yourself.

Because with hard work,
you can do anything.

That's the promise
of the Baxter District.

Because when people come
through here from all over,

it'll be our family name
that they see.

And it'll remind them that
the world is their oyster.

quiet, contemplative music

[rings]

Is it okay that I'm here?

Yeah, yeah.

You left pretty quickly
the other night.

Uh, I was...

...taken aback by...

Hmm. I've been trying
to tell you for a while, so...

Maybe it was a mistake.

I just want you
to know he exists.

If you don't want us to bother
you, I'll-I'll respect that.

No, uh...

I don't know what I want.

It's... it's just a lot.

I know.

[door opens]
-[bell rings]

Um...

Well, I'll leave you to it.

Are you working tomorrow?

[door closes]

Uh, no.

I'll call you?

Excuse me.

[door opens]
-[bell rings]

[indistinct chatter]
-[dog barking]

[footfalls approaching]

[Big Mo sighs]

This is the most money
I ever trusted somebody with

at one time.

You asking me to hand it over
to an unknown

just don't sit right with me.

Yeah, well, I know him.

Ooh, Trey know him.

Trey took a five-year bid
on a case that wasn't his.

You can trust him.

That make him loyal.

Don't make him smart.

[scoffs]

Well... scared money
don't make money.

Last time I trusted you
with something this big,

you lost him.

You fucked up.

The last time...

...was the last time.

Go make me some money.

[school bell ringing]

[indistinct chatter]

Good morning.
-Good morning.

Mr. Evans.

How are we doing today?

Good, ma'am.

[Principal Young]
Is that a new character?

[Eugene]
Uh, yes, ma'am.

What's he called?

Uh, Kofi.

[locker door slams]

[students laughing]
-Hey.

Now, I know y'all know better.

Hey, are you all right?

Justin?

[breathing shakily]
I just need to get to class.

[Gina humming]
-[Baby Rocco cooing]

I shouldn't have slapped you.

[Fia]
Apology accepted?

Have you given any more thought
to the baptism?

Yeah.
-And?

Well, God is still dead, so...

Why does everything have
to be so difficult with you?

It's an absurd request
to make of an atheist.

You are not an atheist.

With the absence of God
as my witness, yes, I am.

This child is named
after his uncle.

I need to know that one day
both Roccos will be together.

That is so fucking morbid.

Please, if you, if you don't do
another nice thing for me

as long as you live...

please do this.

Please.

[Baby Rocco crying]

Oh, what's the matter?

He's hungry.

He just ate.

Sometimes he takes two.

I bet he's gassy.

That formula's not good for him.

The formula they give you
at the hospital?

Yeah, it's probably poison.

Experts say "breast is best."

So do teenage boys.

[crying]
-Here.

I could never get you
to latch on properly.

Carlo and Rocco, no problem,
but not you.

Every feeding was a battle.

And I thought it was my fault,
but it wasn't.

We do the best we can.

quiet, gentle music

You have a mother's instinct.

Perhaps you can trust
that I have one as well.

[crickets chirping]

[laughs]

[Trey]
Mama?

Hey.
[chuckling]

Nephew.

Hey.

Mmm, what you doing here?

We're here to see
my favorite auntie, of course.

[laughs]
Lies, lies, lies.

[chuckles]

I'm looking to buy
a '73 DeVille.

Trying to restore it.

But I need Trey to inspect
it first, though.

Know we can't let him
leave town with a lemon.

Mm-hmm.

How's your real favorite aunt?

I'm-a hear about it anyway.
You might as well tell me.

She's good.

Hmm. I'm sure she is.

She's actually trying to buy
a club in the Quarter.

So people forget
she sell drugs in the Ninth?

[chuckles]
-Oh, here we go.

You see, well, this is
why I didn't say anything.

Hmm. Mm-hmm.

I'm sure y'all is hungry.

Ain't much left in there,
but go on and fix you a plate.

quiet, tense music

[indistinct chatter]

[jazz playing faintly]

Car out front?
-Yes, boss.

Is she coming with?

Hello.

On your way to see the mayor?

We are.

I thought I'd join you.

Wonderful.

[indistinct chatter]

We won't bite.

[Michael sighs]

[Baby Rocco cooing]

My mom wants Rocco
to be baptized.

What do you want?

Thank you for asking.

You're the first person who has.

Uh, heaven,
the afterlife, I-I...

I never believed in that stuff.

But after losing my brother...

...and then Adam...

You want heaven to exist.

[Baby Rocco coos]

Judge Desiato?

You're out.

And you're with my sister.

Mm-hmm.
He's Rocco's grandfather.

Does Dad know about this?

You want to be my brother
or his spy?

Hmm?

I'm sorry.

Hi.
-Hi.

Hi, baby.

So, were you released
on good time, or...?

Please don't be rude.

How is that rude?

We're just two ex-cons
having a conversation.

I should be going.

[Fia] Please don't.
-No, no, I-I...

I need to leave.

What?

What is wrong with you?

I'll apologize.
-Yeah.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

Do you want to tell me what
you're doing with my sister?

She reached out to me.

Yeah, she's in a tough spot
right now.

She needs family,

not some bum who just
got out of prison.

You don't see the irony
of that statement?

I was young. Plus, I served
my full sentence.

Not for killing Kofi Jones.

[scoffs] That was self-defense,
remember?

He had it coming.

You don't worry about karma?

Hasn't caught up to me yet.

His brother did try to kill you.

Yeah.

Yeah, but he missed.

I'll see you around, Judge.

Carlo.

Ever heard of Harry the Hook?

No.

A guy out of Chicago.

You remind me of him.

Should I bring him in?

Let him wait another minute.

You know what
you're going to do?

What do you think I should do?

With Jimmy Baxter's deal?

Just rubber-stamp it
and be done with it.

This deal is better for him
than it is for the city.

Yeah, but we didn't
make this deal.

Your predecessor did.

Yeah, but if I'm the one
who has to...

then it's on me.

And I don't want this deal
with him on me.

So what are you going to do?

[sighs]

Let's find out.

The mayor will see you now.
-[Jimmy] Thank you.

Nice to meet you.

Mr. Baxter. [laughs]

And Mrs. Baxter.

What a lovely surprise.

Hi.
-Hello, Mr. Mayor.

Yeah, y'all come on in,
have a seat.

Thank you.

Please.
-I apologize, sir, that, uh,

this is the first time
we've managed to... [laughs]

get together
since your election.

Now, our relationship with
the previous mayor was superb.

We certainly hope
that tradition carries on

with your administration.

Well, I don't see
why it shouldn't.

Splendid, splendid.

What can I do for you today?

I represent a group of investors

who were... [chuckles]

awarded the lease to the
12 acres across the river.

And that lease still needs
city approval.

Indeed. And that approval was
set for the end of this month

by your predecessor.

Well, unfortunately,

my predecessor
made a lot of mistakes,

and this was one of them.

Hmm? How do you mean?

Well, the problem is,

there should've been an RFP.

The process wasn't competitive.

Anyone who wanted to make
a bid was free to do so.

Yet no one else did.

Well... [chuckles]

I guess we got lucky, then.

How'd you manage that?

Years of planning

and approval

have gone into this.

The people of New Orleans
own that land.

And I have promised them that if
and when their land is leased,

it'll be done so in a way
that benefits them.

That's why I've decided
to reopen the bidding.

Now, we'll do
a request for proposal.

And you are, of course,
encouraged to resubmit.

Well, is there any way that
we might bypass all of that?

[Charlie] Hmm.

I'm afraid not.

[Gina]
Let's cut the bullshit.

What do you want?

I want the citizens of this city
to have a say in its future.

The citizens?

The people who elected me.

They ought to benefit from a
billion-dollar development deal

that goes through this office.

Well, who are we hurting?

The people who should
be building these complexes.

The ones whose
neighboring communities

will be ravaged
by gentrification.

They're the ones
who supported a platform

of equal participation and
equal distribution of resources.

Resources like clubs
in the French Quarter?

Oh. Uh, let-let's stay on topic.

Shall we?
-[Charlie] But that was just

me helping out
an enterprising constituent.

[Gina]
Ah. Well...

If only we could get
as much support

as that drug-dealing bitch

from the Lower Ninth.
-[Jimmy] Gina.

Why don't you name your price
so we can get out of here?

I think what my wife is trying
to say, Mr. Mayor,

is that our family's support
can be very, very valuable.

And our animus can be
incredibly destructive.

And what I'm saying is...

I made promises
to the people of this city.

Helping rich folk get richer
wasn't one of them.

[dog barking]

[sighs]

[Olivia] So, what did you
and Fia talk about?

[Michael]
Nothing.

[Olivia] You didn't talk
about nothing, Michael, come on.

Heaven. We talked about heaven.

Really?

Okay. And what did you
and Carlo talk about?

So, you're just watching me?

What did you
and Carlo talk about?

[sighs]

Have I given you the impression
that any of this is optional?

I don't know why you're
trying to push me.

Seriously? Everything
you know about the Baxters,

everything you've seen them do,

it... [laughs]

Honestly, it's just driving me
a little batshit crazy

that I have to persuade you
to take them down.

Oh. Well, that's because
you still think that justice

is something you can achieve.
-Yes, I do.

But all I'm worried about
right now

is what those people
still plan to do

and all the evil
that is planning to come.

Why do you care so much?

Why don't you care at all?

haunting orchestral music

[indistinct chatter]

[door closes]

[footfalls approaching]

Where have you been?

I had business
that required my attention.

Ah, what business?

Oh, at the, uh,
at the Grand Rain.

Can't you leave that alone?

I don't want her
across the street from my hotel.

Well, it's our hotel,
sweetheart, so, uh...

And, frankly, I'm surprised
you're willing

to just roll over
and let it happen.

We have bigger things
to deal with right now.

My family's name used to mean
something here.

If this hotel were called
Conti instead of Baxter,

no one would dare
encroach on our territory.

Well, your personal vendetta
is encroaching on my plans.

What plans?

You can't even convince the
mayor to give you his support.

Uh-huh. It was meant
to be a negotiation, Gina,

not a shakedown.

Well, maybe he needs
a good shakedown.

[gasps]

[footfalls approaching]
-[Gina] Ow!

[lock beeps, clicks]
-[Jimmy] Come on.

How dare you?

You will not tell me
how to run my business.

[breathing heavily]

It's our business,

and I most certainly will.

If you're really that, uh,

bothered about this nonsense
across the street,

I can have Frankie
take care of it.

They took a shot at Carlo.

Mm-hmm. And the shooter
was disposed of.

You disgust me.

dark, ominous music

Move.

Calm down.

Move!

Calm down.
-Move!

[gasping]
-Hmm? Hmm?

Let... Stop.

What are you doing?
-Stop it.

Hey.

Calm down.

Calm down.
-I'm gonna scream.

Go ahead.

Calm down.
-[sighs]

Calm down.

[sighs]
-Calm down.

Calm down. Calm down.

Yeah.

Calm down.

Yeah. Yeah.
-Okay.

Hey.

Calm down.

Ooh, you want to fuck me?

Why don't you just let
Frankie take care of that, too?

[hip-hop music playing]

You got a girl yet?

No.

That's it?

Just no?

What you want me to say?

Shit, do you talk
to any of them?

[sighs] I mean,
there is this one girl.

Yeah.

Mandy.

There you go.

She's just my study partner.

Yeah, the study partners.

I got about three
study partners right now.

There's Kiara,
now, we do chemistry.

Then I got Dahlia.

Now, that girl?
She's all about anatomy.

[chuckles]

Then there's Yasmine.

Fine as hell,

but I'm gonna have
to cut her loose

because she's trying to get me
to do some multiplication.

[laughs]

And I ain't with it.

[both laughing]

You're so stupid, bro.

Man, he text you back yet?

No, it's travel baseball.
It's an away game.

What the hell does that mean?

Probably extra innings.

Yo, I'm trying to get
out of here tonight.

Don't trip, man.

I'm sure he'll be back soon.

[sighs]

[knocking]

[Django whines]

Hey, man, I can hear
the tennis ball.

[Django panting]

soft, intriguing music

So, how you holding up?

So, no small talk then, huh?

Jimmy Baxter
came to see me today.

His wife, too, actually.

What'd they want?

Key to the city.

They want to develop
the land across the river.

They won the bid a while back.

It was just them
and one other potential buyer.

Now, the Baxters say they got
that contract fair and square.

But on the evening that the bids
were supposed to be submitted,

the other buyer disappeared.

No one
ever heard from him again.

[clears throat]

They can't buy me, so...

I'm guessing their next move
is to try to scare me.

Do they know anything
about me that could scare me?

No.

[clears throat]

You're in a dark place
and I'm sorry, but...

I've got to ask.

Did you ever tell anyone
anything

that I should be worried about?

You're the only friend
I've got left.

You know I would do anything
to protect you.

[muffled hip-hop music playing]

Twerk, twerk, twerk

[shuts off engine]

Hey, stay put, Little Man.

What for?

[sighs]

Watch that.

[sighs]

[John "Papa" Gros'
"Toulouse Serenade" playing]

[laughter
and indistinct chatter]

[bartender]
Here you go, Mo.

[Big Mo]
Thank you.

[Richard]
Hello, Monique.

That's a good whiskey smash.

Think I'm gonna have
to hold onto that bartender.

We need to talk.

We are talking.

No easy way to say this.

Got a better offer.

Oh, did you now?

How unfortunate for you
that we already made a deal.

Well, it's not quite
that simple.

Yes, it is.

I agreed to your terms
and you accepted.

Well...

She offered ten percent
above the purchase price.

Oh, she did?

I am sorry.

Why don't you say sorry
to Gina Baxter?

[Richard laughs]

Yeah.

She, uh, she made it
real clear to me

that it'd be in the interest
of my long-term health

to sell to her.

Well, in the interest
of your short-term health,

you should reconsider.

You know what she can do to me?

Oh, you're worried
about hypotheticals.

Let me offer you a guarantee.

Either you sell me this club...

or your heirs will.

[sighs]

Les bons temps rouler.

Can you match her offer?

Ten percent.

Her offer was to close
at the end of the week.

And all cash.

[vehicle approaching]

I appreciate you.

Roderick's on the way back.

Be about two hours.

It's about time.

[radio chatter]

[phone buzzing]

All right, hold on.

Hey.

You ain't made the buy?

In a couple hours.

Good.

Change of plans. Run it back.

I need the cash back now.

Run it back? It's already set.

You know we can't back out now.

Hold on, no, no, no...

I ain't asking.

When I say change of plans,
you change the fucking plans.

Do you understand what happens
if we piss this guy off?

I ain't getting into that
right now.

Just get your ass on the road
and bring me my fucking money.

Yeah?

[bell rings]
-Order up.

[door opens, beeps]

[Trey] Yo.
-[door opens, beeps]

Mo. Where the hell you going?

Big Mo. She canceled the order.

What?

I'm bringing the money back
to New Orleans.

[Trey]
I think the fuck not.

Yo, don't fucking touch me, man.

Mo, if you leave town now,
I'm fucked.

You know Roderick don't play
about his money.

And neither does she.
I got orders, Trey.

Well, fuck them orders.

And fuck Aunt Mo!

I told you I didn't want to do
this shit in the first place.

Now you're gonna pull out
the last second?!

After I stuck
my fucking neck out?!

[phone buzzing]

Yo, Trey, don't answer that.

[grunting]

[Little Mo]
Fuck, man, what the fuck?

Trey, man, stop!

[both grunting]

Get the fuck off me!

[Little Mo]
Goddamn. Fuck you, man.

Come here.

[grunting]

I fucking told you.

Hey.
-Hey, hey.

Stop right now!
-Houston PD!

Hey, stop right there.
-Chill.

Chill out, Trey!

Hey, I got him.

What's up?
-Get over here.

Aah!

God, my nose.

Fuck!

Stay down.

[indistinct chatter]

Fuck. God.

Move. On your feet, let's go.

Get up, get up.

Evening, Carlo.

Hi, Dad.

How's our hotel?

[Carlo sighs]

Safe and sound.

Everything all right?

Mm-hmm.

Mmm.
[laughs]

Talk to me.

Did I get lucky last year?

[Jimmy]
How so?

At the murder trial.
My acquittal.

Mm-mm. Justice was done.

You acted in self-defense.

If we had to do it over...

...do you think I'd get off?

Double jeopardy, son.
You can't, uh...

can't be tried
for the same crime twice.

You know who Harry the Hook is?

Mm, not to my knowledge.

He was a mobster in Chicago.

Hmm.

In the '70s. He killed
a Teamster official.

They had a trial.

He was found not guilty.

25 years later,
he was retried and convicted.

It must've been a-a hung jury
the first time.

No, it wasn't.

It was an acquittal.

They said that double jeopardy
didn't apply

'cause there was no actual
jeopardy in the first place.

Because the judge
had been gotten to.

tense, ominous music

Huh.

Who told you about this?

[computer beeps]

[jazz piano playing]

[laughter
and indistinct chatter]

Find another place to drink.

I need to ask you something.

When Rocco died...

When Adam killed Rocco.

When Adam killed Rocco...
-Mm-hmm.

I drove him
to the police station.

He was going to turn himself in
that night.

But then I saw you there.

And I...

turned around.

Everything that I did,

everything that happened...

...flowed from that one moment,

that one decision.

If we had come forward

right then, told the truth,

Adam killed Rocco...

...what would you have done?

When you saw me at the police
station, what did you see?

You were...

in a hallway with your wife.

A detective was speaking to you.

It-it looked...

like he had just
told you what happened.

Then you watched me lose my son.

Yes.

Mm.

Did I react differently than...

you'd expect a man to react?

No.

Then why did you choose
to see me as a monster?

I knew who you were.

Maybe you wanted to walk
out of that police station

and just have it all go away.

Perhaps I was...

...your excuse.

You would have killed my son.

If someone comes for my family,

I promise that whatever
you've seen

or heard about me
would pale in comparison

to what I'm actually capable of.

But this was an accident.

If you and Adam had come to me
with honesty and contrition,

how could I have responded
with violence?

He was just a boy.

Adam ran because he was afraid.

His fear
was entirely forgivable.

It was your fear
that got him killed.

dark, hypnotic music

Jim, if his kid had come
forward that night...

I would've killed him
with my own hands.

[gunshots]

This is exactly
what I had in mind

when I asked if we could
go someplace to talk.

Jesus, right in the face.

I thought you were supposed
to aim for the heart.

This guy had
a bulletproof vest on.

Ah.

What do you want?

To become allies.

You can imagine how thrilled
I was to find out

that Michael Desiato
was already out of prison.

You're not looking
at the big picture.

Right, the "release one criminal
to catch another"?

No.

To catch a dozen more.
A hundred more.

Let me explain this to you.

The Baxters are New Orleans, but
they connect to crime families

all up and down the East Coast.

Right.

And you're from the Southern
District of New York, right?

So, I-I'm guessing that
this transfer was a demotion.

I get it. You know,
you're coming off of a loss,

and New Orleans
feels small to you.

Well, it's true, right?

There are a lot of things
that are true.

It's also true that
you are not really known

for your ability to close cases,

but I don't have the time
or the patience to go there.

Okay. I had Michael Desiato's
conviction in hand

until you stepped in.

You got a confession
from a man who was in shock

and just lost everything.

Okay,
this is an interesting tactic,

considering I know
you want something from me.

I do.

I need help with Michael.

[laughs]

No. Sorry. He's yours.
You can deal with him now.

So, the issue is, I am having
difficulty motivating him.

Well, of course you are.

He's selfish
and he doesn't care.

I mean, you can't motivate him.

So, what are you saying?

I have to motivate you
to help me try?

We both want
the same things, right?

I don't have
any clue what you want.

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[dog barking in distance]

[phone buzzing]

[sighs]

Hi. Come in, come in.

Sorry.

He was wide awake
when I texted you.

No, it's-it's fine.

I keep putting him down
and he keeps waking up,

so I-I have to hold him
for a little bit.

You can come in.

Here, we can go...

Just...
-Here, let me...

Let me, um...
-Thank you.

Thank you.

Sorry.
-Mm-hmm.

[Fia sighs]

Mm-hmm.
Oh, I see he got you, huh?

Oh, yeah.

[both chuckling]

Yeah.

Oh, that's for the-the
potential christening.

My parents picked it out.

Hmm.

Adam was baptized.

Over my objections,
as a matter of fact.

Right, you said you don't
really believe in that...

No.

No, but Robin did.

That was Adam's mother.

Yeah, we had a lot
of conversations about her.

You did?

Mm-hmm.

So, how'd she convince you?

Well, we discussed it and, uh...

No, we...

we argued. For weeks.

And then one day
she just said to me...

"Why do you fight so hard
when it means nothing to you?"

Why did you?

Because I thought I was right.

And do you ever
regret giving in?

I regret...

...not giving in more often.

Do you want to hold him?

Uh...

I'll just try putting him down
one more time.

Oh, okay, yeah, all right.

Wish me luck. [chuckles]

[Fia exhales rapidly]

Okay.

[sighs]

I-I've had to pee for an
hour, so I'll be right back.

Sorry.
-Sure.

[door closes]

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[chuckles]

[Baby Rocco fussing]

[stammers]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[footfalls approaching]

[cooing]

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