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[Big Mo]
You ain't fam.

Not to me.

Not no more.

Not to us.

[Jimmy]
We need someone

we can trust with our lives.

Can you be that for us now?

Yes, I can.

[Lee]
I think I can get him down

to negligent homicide.

And if I take the deal,
I got to plead guilty.

No deal.

[Lee]
He's a child.

So was the kid he killed.

Your client is looking at life
without parole.

And that's exactly what
he'll get if we go to trial.

[Big Mo]
Chris' little brother Terrance.

13 years old.

Snorted half a fucking balloon.

It's not on you.

Nah. It's on Big Mo.

She care more about that fucking
club than her own people.

She can't get away
with this shit forever.

[sighs]
It was Chris.

[broken glass crumbles]

J.

J, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry!

J!

The Calabri family
is interested.

In what?

A partnership.

[Phillip]
We have an offer for you.

The eight figures that you need,

with one additional item.

We need access to your ports.

Anyone who knows me

knows that I don't deal drugs.

You think you're better than me,
you fucking son of a bitch?

I'm done watching you
lie to yourself.

You are nothing but a thug.

Just like me.

[explosion]

[Fia]
It was a gas leak.

It's got nothing to do with me.
-Come on, Fia.

Eugene Jones
tries to kill your brother

and hits the father
of your child instead.

That's the thing
about criminality

like this.

It leaves victims everywhere.

I need you

to get me inside
the Baxter family.

I won't spy on my family.

[Olivia]
Help me flip Fia Baxter.

Fia is the only member
of that family

who might cooperate,
and there's no one else

who could get me
that close to them.

You leave Fia and Rocco alone,

and I will get you Jimmy Baxter.

slow, somber music

[sighs softly]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[footsteps approaching]

[Michael]
Morning.

Morning.

Did you change your mind?

Are you coming to court?

Oh, uh...

No, I'm-I'm not. I-I...

I can't.

We understand.

We will represent Adam.

[quietly]
Thanks.

Is Jimmy meeting us
at the courthouse?

He's not coming.

He should be there.

I told him not to.

Why?

If we can't be united

in private, I have no interest
in faking it in public.

He's the head of this family.

Well, he shouldn't be.

Today is about the family
who are with us.

And I don't want to talk
about those who aren't.

slow, somber music

[exhales]

[inhales deeply]

[sighs]

[sniffs]

How you doing?

Me, too.

When you get
into that courtroom, chin up,

shoulders back.

The jury will be watching us
all the time.

[inhales deeply]

All that matters now

is that you walk out of here

with your freedom.

[sniffs]

[indistinct chatter]

[speaking indistinctly]

[quiet chatter]

Hi, Charlie.
Good to see you.

All rise!

The Honorable Thomas Doucet
is presiding.

The matter of The State
of Louisiana v. Eugene Jones

is called to order.

dramatic music

[speaking indistinctly]

Uh, Mr. Baxter?

Uh, Michael Desiato
is here to see you.

Send him in.

Thank you for, uh, seeing me.

Uh, everything all right?

Yes.
-Fia and Rocco...?

They're both well and-and safe.

Uh, I just had a...

personal concern I wanted
to speak to you about, if I may.

Carlo, can you...?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll pull the car around.

[door opens]

[inhales deeply]

[exhales]

I just wanted to say...

...I'm not trying
to replace you.

You want to go for a ride?

Sure.

[horns honking]

[phone chimes]

low, ominous music

Do you have any recent photos
of our grandson?

Oh. Uh...

[stammers]
Yeah. Sure.

Mm.

Oh.

What a face.

My goodness.

Look at that.

His hair's getting so long.
-Yeah.

Uh, Fia took that one
when I wasn't looking.

[phone chimes]

Uh...

Why don't I get your number
and I'll, uh...

text you some good ones.

[Jarek] Eugene Jones
sat in the courtroom

and watched Carlo Baxter
get acquitted on all charges

for the murder
of his brother, Kofi.

And then Eugene Jones
took matters into his own hands.

Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

this is a case
about simple revenge.

It's not complicated.

The State will show that
Eugene Jones purchased a gun

and came to the hotel that night
with murder on his mind.

He fired the gun at Carlo Baxter

and killed Adam Desiato instead.

You will be presented
with ample evidence

that supports these facts.

Eyewitness accounts, forensic
analysis and other testimony.

All of it,

seen in its totality,

will point
toward one clear conclusion:

that Eugene Jones be found
guilty of first-degree murder.

The defense
will try to confuse you.

They'll try to convince you
that what you see,

clear as day,
is not what it looks like.

And perhaps there is good reason

to have compassion
for this young man.

But everything
the defense will say

is designed to make you
look away from the simple truth

that Eugene Jones went to the
Baxter House hotel that night

with the intent to kill.

And that's exactly what he did.

low, somber music

[indistinct chatter]

[tires screech]

Chill.
We just want to talk to you.

About what?

A coup d'état?

Queen's slipping.

You were her top advisor,

loyal to the fucking end.
-[exhales]

What'd it get you?

It didn't get me killed,

so that's something.

That's a low fucking bar.

[inhales sharply]

[siren wailing in distance]

This little insurrection
you got,

if it don't work,

then you'll all be
in the ground.

[chuckles]

Big Mo's time is up.

But we got something special
for you.

In or out,

doesn't matter.

I'm Desire for life.

Look at us.

We are Desire.

low, dramatic music

Carlo!

I want the family
standing together,

with Mayor Figaro next to me
in the center.

All right.

You find it odd?

Fia runs away from our family
because of the...

reputation we have.

And of all people,
she turns to you,

a man who was in prison
only a few months ago.

Maybe she's harder on you
than she is on me.

Of course,
there were things that I've done

that she doesn't know about.

You could have told her.

But you decided not to.

Why?

By the time
we learned she was pregnant,

she'd already been through...

...so much.

I want to protect
her memory of Adam.

By doing so,
you also protected me.

Thank you.

I did it for her.

But, uh, I am curious.

You didn't tell her
about the things I've done?

I always had
such a strong belief

of right and wrong, and...

[sighs]

I just don't want to be
the judge about that anymore.

I hate this place.

I hate this courtroom

for all it pretends to be.

I hate this city

in a way that only someone
from New Orleans

is allowed to hate it.

And I hate this building

because inside these walls

I learned the most painful
lesson of my life.

Don't trust anyone.

I don't know about you,

but I'm already
very, very confused.

Up until a few months ago,

Eugene Jones was dead.

We knew that because the NOPD

told us that he was dead.

That's the same NOPD

that swore up and down
that my client

was a killer,

and then swore up and down

that they'd found his dead body.

And just like that,

the Baxter House shooting
was solved,

and the Quarter was safe again.

An officer named Rudy Cunningham

cracked the case
and solved the murder

of Adam Desiato.

But the State won't be
calling him to testify.

We can't ask him why he lied.

We can't ask why

Detective Rudy Cunningham
of the NOPD

attempted to murder this child

in the middle of our city.

Once it was clear his plot
had been foiled,

Detective Cunningham
took his own life

using the same gun
he'd used to shoot Eugene.

We will never get his answer

to the most burning question
of all:

What were you trying
to cover up?

They solved the case.

Then they unsolved the case.

And now they promise you
they've solved it again.

Every witness
they are going to call

has their own reason
to point the finger

at Eugene Jones.

It's almost as if all
of their problems will vanish

if they can just dispose
of this boy.

Sometimes, the city
can turn against you.

It will allow
your life to crumble,

your family to be wiped out.

The levees are supposed to hold.

But when they don't...

...don't trust anyone.

Don't trust the police

when they tell you that,
this time, they got it right.

Don't trust the witnesses
who have ulterior motives

and every reason to lie
to your faces.

Don't trust that robe.

I promise you,
it's just a piece of cloth.

As for the lawyers... [chuckles]

do I even need to say it?

[laughter]

But here's
the wildest part of all,

despite a police force

that attacked him,

a justice system
that failed him,

and a city that turned
its back on him...

...Eugene Jones
has chosen to trust you.

Please,

take care of this child.

slow, dramatic music

[ship horn blows]

Do you believe
in second chances?

I don't know.

It's what I hope the
Baxter District will be,

an opportunity to start anew.

Do you think you've earned it?

[scoffs]

Maybe I don't.

But when Baby Rocco
came into our lives,

it gave me hope again.

You can't replace
the ones you've lost,

but you can continue to grow.

You thought
you were without a family.

It's not true anymore.

We're connected to one another.

Well, maybe we should
embrace that.

I recently furloughed
my righthand man of 14 years.

Find myself...

wanting for wisdom.

Someone smart, educated.

Someone I can trust,

put my family's best interests
ahead of his own.

You think that could be you?

Well, I've committed
my share of sins.

I'm not looking to commit more.

No one's asking you to.
-Oh.

That's the whole point.
This is...

a new chapter for our family.

A completely legitimate
enterprise.

Completely.

I could use a mind like yours.

Lawyer, judge.
-[grumbles]

I've been disbarred.

Well, they can't take this
from you.

This is about our legacy.

Building something
that'll outlast all of us.

Bet you think I should've
listened to you.

I know you should have.

And I think you know it, too.

That right?

You blew up a good deal
so you could impress your girl.

How's that working out for you?

You got to be
really feeling yourself

to walk in here talking shit.

What, they get to you?

You never should've made me
a free agent.

Oh, that's your justification
for being disloyal?

Loyalty's earned.

So is betrayal.

Oh, you here to give me
a philosophy lesson,

Little Mo?

I'm here to give you a message.

From Chris?
-And from me.

A long time ago,

you said when it comes to
Desire, it's all in or all out.

You haven't been all in
for a while.

It's time to get out.

I was near Carlo
and a few of his friends,

uh, in the middle
of the restaurant,

and I looked toward the kitchen,
and I saw

a dark figure standing there.

Can you describe what you saw?

[Gina] He was odd.
He just, he looked out of place.

He wasn't dressed for a party,
you know, that was obvious.

He had on a-a hooded
sweatshirt and baggy pants,

and I was, I was about to ask
someone to see what he wanted,

and escort him out
if necessary, and that's...

That's when I saw him
raise his gun.

And he aimed for my son Carlo.

And then he fired.

I thought for sure Carlo was

about to be murdered
right in front of me.

But God spared him.

[sighs]

And then I realized that
Adam Desiato was hit.

My daughter, Fia,

tried desperately to save him.

[Jarek] Mrs. Baxter,
did you see anything else?

I saw the shooter
drop his gun and run away.

And can you identify the shooter
that you saw that night?

Yes.

[Jarek]
Is he in this courtroom today?

It was the defendant,

Eugene Jones.

[Jarek]
Are you sure?

I'm positive.

Thank you, Mrs. Baxter.
No more questions.

[Lee]
Mrs. Baxter,

what did you do when you saw

the, uh, the "dark figure"
with the gun?

Did you, uh, did you call out
to your son, Carlo?

Did you warn him?

I don't think there was time
to say anything.

In which hand was the, uh,
"dark figure" holding the gun?

I don't recall.

[Lee]
Was it dimly lit?

Not too dark to see.

You said you were celebrating
your son's acquittal.

He'd been found not guilty?

That's correct.
-Of what crime?

He had been falsely accused
of murder.

Who was the deceased?

[Gina]
He'd been charged with,

uh, killing a convict
named Kofi Jones.

[Lee] "Falsely," though?
-Correct.

So, your son didn't kill Kofi?

He didn't murder him.
It was self-defense.

I see. So, he did kill Kofi,

the older brother
of Eugene Jones, and

this was a celebration because
he'd gotten away with it?

Objection. Argumentative.
-[Judge Doucet] Sustained.

Where did Kofi's murder occur?

Objection. Argumentative.
-[Judge Doucet] Sustained.

Counselor, choose your words

and your tone carefully.

Where did this killing
in self-defense occur?

In Orleans Parish Prison.

[Lee]
Why was Carlo in OPP?

He'd been incarcerated because
of a physical altercation.

[Lee] He'd gotten into a fight?
-That's right.

Was he hurt?
-[Gina] He survived.

And, uh, the other guy
that he fought?

Uh, he sustained
some injuries as well.

[Lee]
Isn't he permanently disabled?

So he says.
-[Lee] And for beating this man

to the point
of permanent disability,

Carlo was sentenced
to a Louisiana state prison?

Yes.

[Lee] So, why was he
in a New Orleans jail

prior to his release?

He was transferred so...

he could attend
his little brother's funeral.

How did your youngest son die?

He was hit and killed by a car.

Was anyone charged
with a crime in his death?

Yes.
-[Lee] Who?

Kofi Jones.

The young man Carlo killed?

The young man who attacked
Carlo in Carlo's jail cell.

How did Carlo end up
in the same jail as Kofi?

I just told you that.
-No, you told me

why Carlo was in OPP.

I'm asking you how
he came to be there.

He was granted a transfer
so he could attend

his little brother's funeral.

Who made the request
for that transfer?

I did.

To whom?
-The warden.

That's a pretty big request.

You drove all the way out
to the state penitentiary

to personally ask
the warden for a favor?

I would do anything for my son.

Except take a bullet for him.

Objection! Argumentative.

[Judge Doucet] Sustained.
-[Lee] Mrs. Baxter,

if you saw a gun pointed
at Carlo, why didn't you react?

React faster
than a speeding bullet?

You didn't even try
to get in between

your child and the attacker?

I would die for my child.
-[Lee] I believe you.

Which is why I'm having
a hard time understanding why,

with a gun pointed at Carlo,

you didn't react at all.

Unless, you didn't see the gun

because you didn't see
the shooter.

[murmuring]

tense, dramatic music

I know what I saw.

Thank you, Mrs. Baxter.

[Judge Doucet]
Members of the jury,

please report to the deputy
tomorrow morning before 8:30.

We will adjourn for the day.

Your Honor.
-[Judge Doucet] Yes, Mr. Rall?

The State moves to amend

the witness list.
I would like to add a name,

Michael Desiato.

[murmuring]

Th-This is ridiculous.

We've had weeks
to change that list.

To do so now,

is a ploy on behalf
of the State.

Counselors,

let's do this in chambers.

Court's adjourned.

[gavel bangs]

Mr. Rall, tell me why
I should entertain

your motion to amend
at this time?

Mr. Desiato is a unique witness.

That's one way to put it.

It had been my hope
to avoid calling him.

Until Gina Baxter proved to
be a less-than-ideal witness.

[sighs] People often ask me

what the worst part
of my job is.

They assume it's dealing
with defendants

or facing the victims of crime,
but you two,

you remind me it's the lawyers

that make me dread
coming to work.

Mr. Rall,

preview Mr. Desiato's
testimony for me.

He's the father of the victim,
he can speak to who Adam was,

and he was at the hotel
that night.

Potentially, he was
an eyewitness to the shooting.

What do you mean "potentially"?

Well, I tried to speak to him,
but he was reluctant to talk.

But I do believe
he saw the shooter.

He's the surviving father
of the victim.

The jury has a right
to hear from him.

Yet, you didn't always want
the jury to hear from him.

[Jarek] In light of counsel's
cross-examination

of Mrs. Baxter, State
now believes it's necessary

to put forward
a substantiating eyewitness.

And your objection,
Ms. Delamere?

Mr. Rall is worried

that testimony from a mobster's
friends and family

might not come across
as particularly trustworthy.

And so, in a last act
of desperation,

he's gonna call
a convicted criminal to testify.

People with rap sheets can still
witness crimes, Ms. Delamere.

But what I'm trying to...
-[Judge Doucet] They can also

do more damage to a case
than good, Mr. Rall.

So I want you both to submit

memos to my office
by end of day tomorrow,

and then I'll make my ruling.

Have a good night.

Please,

have a seat.

Uh, I want you to give
some thought to my offer.

Maybe we can do
big things together.

At what cost?

Your investors include
the Calabri family.

Mm.

Associates of my father-in-law's.

[scoffs]

They've only provided capital.

What they do in New York
is their business.

Don't... tell me that
you want me for my intellect

and then treat me like a fool.

I have no interest in what
the Calabri family does.

That is not who I am.

There's a world of difference
between who we are

and who we want to be.

In prison...

[sighs] there was
so much time...

[sighs]

Eh, time...

for me to think about

all my regrets.

And there's a lot of things
that I wish I could take back.

But the one
I thought about the most,

the one I thought about
every day,

was that moment

at the marina,

when you, you put a gun
to my head

because you thought
I was driving the car.

You thought that
I killed your son.

Only I knew that it was Adam.

I didn't have to stop you.

I could've just

let you pull the trigger.

And Adam's secret

would have died with me.

[grunts]

What if the true test

of family isn't loyalty,

but sacrifice?

If I join you,

if I become part
of your family...

[sighs]

I fear

the sacrifices
I would have to make.

No one's putting a gun
to your head.

Sometimes there's a gun
to your head,

and you don't even know it.

[quiet chatter]

Okay, we'll take the 2:50...

[giggling] Okay.

[quiet chatter continues]

Carlo, can I get a ride?

Let's go.

You know, I looked up
Harry "The Hook."

Oh, yeah?

What'd you find out?
-That it was the only time

in history that someone
was acquitted

and then prosecuted again.

They call that precedent.

It was upheld
by the Seventh Circuit.

You know what that means?
-I do.

Means it only applies
to the laws in Illinois,

Indiana and Wisconsin.

So, you were fucking with me?

I was fucking with you.

So...

your dad made you his driver
to keep you out of trouble?

I'm not his driver.

Don't worry about me.
I'm working my way up.

Jimmy gave me assurances
that he's going legit.

Really?
-Mm-hmm.

That's sort of like...

waking up with a hangover

and swearing you'll never
fucking drink again, right?

[laughs]

So, what, you're saying
that he's lying to me?

I'm sure he doesn't
see it that way.

So, he can't face
who he really is?

Well, that's why he's got me.
-Mm-hmm.

To take care of
the less legitimate side?

Right.

Well... [sighs] your dad
just offered me a job

to help with
the more legitimate side.

Really?
-Mm-hmm.

But you know what?

If you're in charge of crimes,
then I'm out.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?
-Because you get caught.

Not anymore.

The idea is to
stay clean, right?

Right.

The Calabris... [grunts]

there's not a lot of mystery
in their business model.

Whatever they do,
won't be done in New Orleans.

My dad made sure of that.

So, the Baxters
are just middlemen?

If I drop a bag off
at your house,

and leave it there for a day,

and you never look inside,

and then someone comes and just

takes it,

are you really
committing a crime?

[phone chimes]

Let me off at the corner.

Oh, by the way,

Carlo, the answer
to your question is yes,

smuggling is a crime,

and ignorance is not a defense.

Thanks for the lift.

tense, suspenseful music

Kill it.

[engine turns off]

Yeah, he's good in here.
Pat him down.

[train horn blowing]

[truck door opens]

So...

this is Desire 2.0, huh?

New and improved.

I don't like new.

I don't trust it.

And I only do business
with people I know.

I don't know you,

so I'm gonna need either
Little Mo or Big Mo,

doesn't matter which.

[whistles]

I'm the only one now.

That works.

We gonna take this shit
far and wide.

Couple months,
we'll do this again.

Yeah, let's just take it
one deal at a time.

I'm not sure I have
too much confidence

in the stability
of your institution.

This... this is just
the beginning.

Looking more like the end to me.

[yelps]
-Slow down, playboy.

So, it looks like you guys still
have some shit to work out, huh?

We good?

- We good.
-Ándale pues.

God save the queen.

Damn right.

[truck door closes]
-[engine starts]

Sit your ass down.

Face the wall.

You fucked up, boy.

[engine revs]

I made this shit look so easy

you got it in your head
that you could be me.

You fucking traitor.
-You see,

I don't think you know
what that word means.

How the fuck
could you side with her?

That right there is my auntie.

How the fuck you think
I would turn against her?

[Big Mo]
Blood is blood.

You made a bad call.

See, I may give up Desire
one day, but

ain't a motherfucker that's
gonna take that shit from me.

[sighs]

tense music

[heavy breathing]

[train horn blowing]

Fuck you.

[knock on door]

Fia?
-Hi.

Please, come in.
-[sighs]

Is everything okay?

I watched Mom testify
in court today.

She swore on a Bible,
and then I'm pretty sure

she lied to the whole world.

I can't take any more lies.

I just want to have one
honest conversation, just one.

And I promise you

that whatever you tell me,
it'll be okay,

but if I find out
that you lied to me,

you will never see me again.

All right.

Did Grandpa used to run the mob
in New Orleans?

Yes.

And did you and Mom
inherit that organization?

I've built my own business...
-Dad.

Yes, yes.

So, your business is illegal?

Some aspects of it have been.

Have you used violence?

Only when I had no other choice.

But you've hurt people?

Are you responsible for
the death of the Jones family?

Look...

...with Kofi Jones killing Rocco
and trying to kill Carlo,

I understand
the speculation that our

family may have had something
to do with that explosion,

and, sometimes,

our people act on their own.

So, I looked into it.

Because, ultimately,
I am responsible

for the things
our organization does.

Dad.

It was a gas leak.

[sighs, sniffles]

Okay.

[sniffles] I should tell you...

I spoke with an assistant
U.S. attorney.

I refused to cooperate,

but they are investigating you.

So, whatever it is you are doing

with the Calabri family,
you need to stop.

They're watching
everything you do.

All right, so are you sure
there's nothing else?

I'm sure.

Just follow Carlo. Whatever he's
gonna do, he's gonna do it soon.

[Olivia]
Hey, Michael.

You enjoyed this, didn't you?

Just a little bit, hmm?

Teeny bit.

[phone buzzing]
-Oh, hey.

It's your buddy.

Hello, Mr. Mayor.

[Charlie over phone]
We've got a problem.

Jimmy Baxter
just called off the deal.

What?

The entire development
is being scrapped.

He said he couldn't come up
with the money.

[stammers] Wait.

Well, did you
offer him more time?

[Charlie]
He didn't want it.

It's over.

suspenseful music

Jimmy just abandoned
the Baxter District.

[Janelle]
Now

You say you're lonely

[lively chatter]

You cry

The whole night through

Well, you can cry me a river

Cry me a river

I cried

A river over you

You drove me,
nearly drove me

Out of my head

While you never shed a tear

Mm

Remember

I remember all

That you said

Told me love
was too plebeian

Told me you
were through with me

And now

You say

You love me

Well, just to prove

That you do

Come on

And cry me a river

Cry me a river

I cried a river

Over you

[music stops]

[jazz music playing faintly]

Yo, give us the room.

I love you, J.

For better or worse.

I love you.

For better or worse.

Mm-mm.

But I need you
to love all of me, too.

Everything I got, I fought for.

I bled for.

This club,

I bought for me,

I bought it for my papa,

bought it for my daddy.

But that stage right there,

I bought that shit for you.

What good is this club
without the stage?

I am the best version of myself
when I'm with you.

And it kills me...

it kills me

that you don't realize
the same is true for you.

[door closes]

[sighs]

Hey.

[sighs]

Long day?

Yeah.

You?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Where's Fia?

She's asleep.

With the baby.
Tired, really tired.

[knock on door]

[door opens]

[door closes]

Michael.

Lee.

The prosecution
wants you to testify.

[stammers]

No. I-I-I already told them no.

You might be subpoenaed,
but you can refuse.

I don't want any part of this.

It's a little late for that.

Don't be the one to send
Eugene away for life.

[Elizabeth]
Excuse me?

You're in my house
asking him to help the boy

that killed my grandson?
-I'm asking Michael

to fix just one thing
that he broke.

What is she talking about?

You can't put me on the stand.

It's not my call.

[sighs] What would you
have me do?

Lie.

I can't do that.

Well, that's just perfect.

After everything you've done,

every manipulative move

and dishonest statement, now you
can't help but tell the truth?

What has the alternative
ever gotten us?

[Elizabeth]
Get out of my house.

Lee, I'm done lying.

Just keep me out
of that courtroom.

[door opens]

[door closes]