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All right, all right. Hey, fellas.

Cindy.

Yeah. Gentlemen!

Manny Broward. I'm gonna be running it tonight.

We're all set.

Here's the man of the hour. Mr. Cuneo.

These are New York City's finest. They'll take good care of you.

Garmen. Garmen, I got your call.

Come. Come, hurry, it's a big night.

Have you seen Aked? He needs to be here for tonight.

Yes, Mama. And no, I don't know where he is.

- You don't know where he is? - No.

Oh, God. And he's not answering his phone.

- Really? - Okay, Garmen.

What is it that can't wait till later?

Thank you. Hi, ma'am, Savvy.

It is a few things, but...

- Well, one story... - Is about money.

Well, yes.

It's always about money...

Well...

that's what pays for things.

And with regards to that, ma'am...

It's a back due, isn't it?

And I actually need it.

Well, of course. Of course you need it, Garmen.

Yes, but you know, actually, it has to happen this time.

- Why? - Wh...

Because it's my money.

And I owe it to others.

It's not just Ameena and Sara's school.

There are other things. Things that... that are due.

And with regards to Saturday night...

- And we'll be rectifying that. - Okay, fine.

And I got you, but...

But I was supposed to pick up a fee.

20%. Over 60,000 which didn't come.

And we are two months behind on my pay for the insurance company.

- Okay. - Wait, wait. There's more.

You owe money to the casino guy. That's gotta get paid.

I said "okay," Garmen. Okay. Now...

You're a loyal friend

and I will make sure you get what's owed to you.

- You will? - I will, tonight.

Thank you.

So I've been wondering.

When this whole restructure happens, right?

Where's Aked in all this?

I think things with Aked will work themselves out eventually.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

All right. Cool.

- Because I, you know... - What?

- Hi. Ron Cuneo. - It's just...

- Don't worry. - And you are?

- Len. - Len...

- Richman. - Len Richman.

Very nice to meet you, Mr. Len Richman.

Hey.

Nice to see you again, Mr. Harry.

Mr. Cuneo, you got a minute?

Yeah, Garmen. Sure.

Listen, Ms. Mahabir has got something she's gotta do.

Like a ritual thing

and then after that, she's gonna make good on her debts.

And that includes you. All right?

- Good. That's great to hear, Garmen. - All right.

So I just...

wanted... wanted to make sure that

when she does that, I'm good with the casino too, right?

Absolutely.

- All right. Thanks. - Garmen Harry is off the books.

Oh, dear God, please stop talking.

What is it, Garmen?

Nothing. You good.

- We'll talk later, right? - Excellent.

All right. I'll come back.

What's up, buddy?

- Hey. - Paul Tranquada.

You with the casino?

- You bet, Mr. Paul Tranquada. - Yeah.

Mr. Harry. We... we got a seaplane charter.

Yeah. Five-seater at midnight.

But we want to move it up earlier.

How fast can you get there?

We gonna pay extra. Cash.

All right. Thank you.

It's not like Aked to be out of touch.

If he's not here, are there ways to still protect him?

- There are plenty, plenty ways to... - You must be Savitri Mahabir.

A pleasure to meet you. Ron Cuneo, a friend of the court.

The casino. You will be paid tonight.

And who may this be?

Please meet Mr. Coledra Willoughby.

Good to meet you.

Now, before we get down to business

there is something I'd like to ask everyone.

Okay? All right.

Everyone, please.

A circle.

Like, everyone in a circle.

Okay.

Has anyone seen Aked?

Nobody seen Aked? Okay.

We have a full circle here? Great.

Garmen, where are you? Garmen?

Yeah, yeah. Me... me will come. Me will come just now. Wait. Wait.

Xavier. You get Hannah-Estelle and the kids into the car. Now.

No... they can buy new things when they get to Guyana.

Tell she to meet us at a place called Paolo's Cove

but get them out now.

Then phone your friends.

Tell them to get the fucking painting and get to the river now.

Hello, Xav. What up?

Okay, so I spoke to Garmen.

Him say if you can get the painting, you can meet us at the plane.

- Call me when you have it. - Okay.

- And I gonna tell you where to go. - Okay, yeah. Yeah, we'll do that.

- What? - Okay.

- What he say? - Nat, we gotta get that painting.

Let we go! Let we go!

Sara, hurry up your ass. You move like a stubborn donkey.

Okay, help me out here.

Salvatore is married to Veronica...

For God's sake, he's gonna get made.

All right, let's move. Everybody go...

Hard drives and bank records, people. Stay focused.

Sanders, you do the front. I'll do the side.

In...

Go in! Go in!

Wait. No, no. I haven't... But I didn't do nothing.

Wait, wait!

I got Garmen Harry. Send backup. Neighbor's yard.

Hey! Motherfucker.

I got this fucker. I got him.

Motherfucker. Goddamn it.

In pursuit.

I'm headed back to the house.

I'm being chased.

Here's what I need you to do.

How soon can you get here?

Where the fuck are you?

He's in the house, but not for long.

I'm going in.

I got him. Hurry up.

Fuck.

Come on. We have to go.

Hannah, we're coming.

Park a good distance from the trailhead, right?

We're gonna be in Paolo's Cove, like, in 15, 20.

We're going into the tunnel.

There's no reception, so see you soon, yeah?

Love you. All right, bye.

Come. In... All right.

Go.

Manny!

Inspector Broward.

Jesus.

You know, the wife say I was paranoid

but this is the reason I buy this place.

You gotta love prohibition, right?

What's prohibition?

You know, all you gotta know is

100 years ago, a bunch of thugs saved your life, boy.

I'll make a noise. When he come out, you go in, okay?

Somebody help me!

Hey, it's me.

Still here at Mount Sinai and still hoping to talk to you

and they're making me shut my phone again.

Okay, bye.

Jesus Christ.

- Relax. Relax. - Who are you?

- Who the fuck are you? - I'm not gonna hurt you. Relax!

- Okay? Relax! - Fuck...

Relax! Relax! I'm not gonna hurt you, okay?

Get the fuck off me!

Get out. Get out of my fucking house!

I can't! I need the painting.

There are cameras everywhere. You know that, right?

This is all being recorded.

I don't care about the cameras.

- Get out! - I tried to save your son!

Me and my sister!

We tried to save Jared when we thought it was Jared.

Now they're trying to kill us!

But we just need the painting so we can go home.

Where's home?

Guyana.

Where in Guyana?

Essequibo.

West of the river.

Louis Williams?

Yeah.

Just making sure that was you.

Thank you.

Have a good night, sir.

So Savitri has had this apartment since before she was married?

Uses it for guests, friends.

Does she have any guests now?

Two guests. Old guys.

Flew in from Africa.

- Ghana, I think. - Guyana? South America?

Super coming in.

Thank you.

Do you mind?

I'll be down the hall if you need me.

Thank you.

I know it's complicated.

It's shitty is what it is, actually.

You know his ex-wife's name's Alyssa?

Somebody should call her.

I'd do it, but I don't think Manny would want that.

Now, I'm just wondering...

how you could hate someone for so long

and then suddenly, they're gone.

But how was the raid?

USPIS and NYPD got a few big fish. Personnel-wise.

I missed some good folks.

But for the bureau's specific purposes

I wouldn't call it a win.

- And no bank names? - You were right.

Savitri Mahabir's organization is too tidy

for her to hold onto him for that long.

Hey! Slow, slow.

Let me see your hands.

Open your hands.

And we're running and running all over the city

with this huge bag of money.

I mean, do you know how much that much money weighs?

It's a workout.

And...

Anyway, do you wanna hear all this?

Okay, well...

Get this.

The idiots.

The whole time, they got the wrong fucking kid.

Can you believe that?

I know.

It... it was horrible. I mean, they...

They shot him.

That was the noise that you heard in the park.

It was horrible.

Are you okay, buddy?

Hey...

Hey, I don't... I don't think you should be taking that down.

The nurse won't like that.

Wrong child?

One second. One second.

Hello? Hello?

Hey, there's something going on in here. I don't know what it is.

So Savitri Mahabir's brother-in-law, Quincy, gets killed...

culminating a few years of shit that's just been unraveling

and she thinks the only way that it's possible

is that a curse has been placed on her.

Obviously, it couldn't have been her fault.

She was cursed.

Well, her deceased husband, Ranwell, was.

Thus, the whole family.

Okay. Fine.

So she realizes it, and then she calls you.

And you're supposed to find the guy who placed the curse

but who makes the plan?

When the urges that emanate from the human sphere

careen us off the celestial path...

- No... - we puncture the purity...

- Stop it. Stop. - Of infinity itself...

shielding embrace.

Stop! Real talk.

The one who place a curse

must be the one who agreed to remove it.

Thus is he who set the terms.

Yo, Louis, you get it?

Yo, he got it.

All right. We gonna text you where we at.

Okay.

- We see you soon. - Tell Mr. Harry I say thank you.

Nat say tell Mr. Harry thank you.

Wait.

You know when I talk about loyalty, it's not just talk, right?

Where are they?

- You see them? - I don't know.

Call them.

Yo!

Xav!

That's them.

Where you at?

Me down here.

Hey.

I want to give you a chance for the next part.

You gonna do it?

Or you want me to do it?

- Well, all right then. - No, I can.

Really?

Actually...

It's all right. I was young once, too.

Xavier, what are you do... Hey!

Wait.

Xavier?

Jesus Christ, brother, what happened?

Xavier.

Xavier, what you done?

You need to come right now. I ain't playing.

- What you doing? - Move, my man, move.

- What about the painting? - Nobody need no painting!

No, Xavier, you gotta explain what is going on right now.

You wanna end up in the water right now, dead?

Keep on, otherwise, come at me right now.

- No... - Stupid girl.

- No. No. - I said, move. Move, man.

Mr. Harry say for you to go on and he gonna meet you in Suriname.

I talked to him 20 minutes ago.

Yes, he had to rush off.

He say he love you and he have to take care of business here.

He book a flight for tomorrow and will see you then.

This Miranda and this Faris.

And they make sure you arrive safe.

And here.

This for the flight. For everybody.

Mr. Harry want you to have this.

All right. Go...

Charisse.

Hi, I'm Sam.

- I... - Sorry.

I'm sorry about your boy.

Hi. Thank you. I...

What happened to your hands?

- Do you want some space? - Nicholas's parents?

Yeah, I'm his mom.

And this is...

His father's here, too.

Well, your son's ready for you. You're welcome to come see him.

Go, Derek.

You sure?

I'll be here.

- Nicky. - Hey, Mom.

Oh, my God.

He's stable right now.

We're gonna keep an eye on his vitals

and if everything continues to go well

he'll be out of here in a few hours.

Hey.

Are you following me?

I heard that Charisse Henrikson's son got some shrapnel from a bullet

and that he was admitted here.

But I guess that all roads lead to Sam Browne, so...

Listen, this... this really

- is not a time where... - I know...

You're processing a lot.

And trust me, I can only imagine

how badly you want this whole thing to blow over

but it's far from over, Sam.

There are people in other states

doing just what Savitri Mahabir is doing.

And I know your next move's gonna be to call Manny Broward

- so you can get some cover. - Okay, for what it's worth

I think I'm through calling Manny Broward.

Yeah.

That's a certainty because he died tonight.

What?

- How? - A raid.

On Savitri Mahabir's house.

You know...

Savitri was once married to a man named Ranwell Mahabir.

Does that name mean anything to you?

I can't believe Manny...

He had just...

Did he just...

What?

He just came to see you?

Maybe to ask you to keep quiet about all of it?

You know, 20 years ago

politicians like Ranwell Mahabir rewrote zoning laws

so that developers and energy producers

and all sorts of foreign entities

could kick people off of their land

and build things like the colony in Essequibo.

Do you know why they did that?

They were bribed.

And that's what the Series A investments...

which is where you put all of your money...

was all about.

But I... I think you already knew that, right?

And did you know that

one of the guys that didn't wanna get kicked off of his land

two decades ago

was your dad's chess pal?

Yeah. A guy named Clarence Joseph.

When Clarence refused to leave his property

Ranwell Mahabir kidnapped his grandson.

And then when Clarence refused to pay

Ranwell had the boy murdered

in a park a few blocks from Clarence's house.

Wanna guess what time of night that happened?

Yeah. You're right.

1.11am.

A boy was killed?

A boy roughly the same age as Jared is now.

Those routing numbers...

and therefore the bank names of the Series A investments...

they're the core of this whole thing.

And if I can get that information to Roan Jessup

he can link it to people from back then

who are still active in other states and other cities.

Sam, they're bad people doing bad things

and you have the power to help us stop this.

You can put an end to all of this.

That's information I haven't seen in 20 years.

Besides, I...

I never knew bank names.

I... I just had a list of routing numbers.

- How would I... - Access a random bunch

of 18-digit numbers that you haven't even thought about in 20 years?

Yes, exactly.

If I were you, I would start with your Uncle Gene.

I think he's holding a list.

He's certainly not gonna give it to me.

Why?

Sam, he's protecting you.

Inspector?

- We're in the middle of a... - I... Actually, it's okay.

We were talking about my uncle and...

You need more time?

No.

No.

Okay.

I'm so sorry.

I'm thinking of you holding that gun, actually pointing it at someone.

It was awful.

I wanna get rid of the gun.

- The safe... - Gun?

- Jesus. - Fuck, Jeff.

You didn't take my calls.

- I was talking to my husband. - There is glass

all over the hall table in the front hall.

- There's... The painting is gone. - What's this about a gun?

Imagine how we felt walking into this

- wondering what the... - Do you know your mother

tried to call you five times?

- You could've at least let us know. - Guys, whoa.

What, that the apartment that I had no idea you'd be in

had been broken into?

Yeah, that would've been a lot better

than us nearly having a fucking heart attack.

Because, of course, the concern when you come in and see

that your daughter's apartment's been ransacked is...

why was I not the first one

- called about this? - Sam, that's not fair.

- Wait, what... - Actually, that is.

- What are you doing here? - Joey called.

And we came over to welcome our grandson home.

- That's natural, absolutely. - Okay, great. Gue... Guess what.

- No. No. - Yeah.

Actually, no, guys, it's not a good time.

- You can't be serious. - Jared's been through a lot.

Actually, yeah, Dad, you've done enough.

I've done enough?

What, you mean, like, offering up $300,000 of my own money?

- That's not enough. - No, Dad. No.

I'm talking about how this all started 20 years ago.

We've all been through an ordeal, and we're fine. Okay? It's over.

Jared's fine. The... the apartment...

Okay, the painting, well, that's just a thing.

- But you're fine. - No, Dad, I'm not fine.

We're not fine, and it's not over.

Well, it would be if you would just take a breath, Sam.

Yeah.

All right, save the platitudes for fans and strangers.

We stayed up for this.

Well, Jeff, now you can go home and get some sleep.

- Well, fine. - Okay.

- Kris. - Fine.

Let's go.

Someone's stressed.

I'm not sticking around where I'm not wanted.

- Look who's here! - Jared! Sweetie.

- I think you grew a foot... - Hello, big guy. How are you?

- Since we saw you last. - Ruby, sit...

- Hi. - I... I think

your parents will really want to see you.

Dad, Mom.

Hey! Oh, sweetie.

You don't recall if your ex-husband mentioned any names back then?

People put in money, developers, bank names, anything?

Routing numbers?

They'd send a postcard down and receive a return receipt

with a number where the signature would be.

That number was a routing number.

We can't make any promises one way or another, but...

we can make this easier

if you give us this piece of the puzzle.

What about Aked?

Is there anything we can do to help him?

Oh, God.

Jared said he wants you to have those.

And that sweatshirt.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

He said just don't wear it when you see him

so you don't look like twinsies.

Cool.

If you're good, I can go get the car, drop you guys off at your place?

Yeah. Thank you.

Anything you want me to take?

Yes. Here you go.

There you go.

Hey. I just saw your text.

And the answer is no, I have not left the apartment yet.

Do you have a moment?

All I got are moments.

Remember way back...

before we were married...

the last place you ever wanted to live was Manhattan?

Do you ever still think about that?

Yeah, a few times. Here and there.

Per day.

What if we got rid of the apartment?

I'm listening.

What if we did do that?

Do you have any idea where you'd wanna go?

I've made a...

I've made a couple lists over the years.

I'd really like to see them.

Also, I have something sort of big I wanna talk to you about.

Bigger than this?

Oh, yeah.

You were a kid, Sam.

Broward took advantage of that.

I was 22.

You were a kid.

You were a kid who always wanted to be the good girl.

For your dad. For both of them.

I mean, it finally made sense to me.

And the... and the only wrong note in the whole 20-year opera

was how... how my dumb fuck brother ever even knew enough

to turn anything over.

And the answer was that he didn't.

That's why I'm here now.

I'm hoping you have a copy of something that I...

I destroyed.

Listen, I... I appreciate that, but you should go home.

You don't need to do this, Sam.

Certainly not for me.

I'm doing it for myself.

And for Jared.

You know, so he can...

look at me clearly.

No, it's so...

It's so I can look at him.

You sure about this?

Will it affect you in... in any adverse way?

My dad?

Well, this may be the one time

that his cluelessness actually pays off.

Well, except for all the other times.

You know, I can imagine...

if it has an effect on you

it might not be a good one.

I understand.

Series A investors.

Names, routing numbers. It's all there.

Thank you.

Gene.

Cindy.

I really am so sorry.

- It's okay. - Yeah.

No, I really, really am.

No.

Hey. Come on. Come on.

- Come on. - It's okay.

- It's all right. - Yeah.

It's okay.

- It's over. - You'll be fine.

Wow, you actually showed up.

I did.

Well, why'd you call? What are we doing here?

So we're just starting in, are we?

What happened with your job?

Well, it got jammed up.

Suspended.

Yeah, so I can't officially reapply for another year.

For anything.

So...

Yeah, I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Is that what you came here to find out?

Sure. I mean, partially.

Right.

You good down there?

I'll have...

Yeah, sorry, never mind.

So I need the benefit of your experience about...

a hypothetical situation.

Yeah, let's... let's say this person...

theoretically came forward with a bank name.

And what would they be looking at?

Theoretically.

That depends.

Assuming that they look like you and not like me.

You could cut it from 60 months...

maybe 72 months down to 48.

I'm guessing we're not talking about a public defender.

So that would take off another 12.

Would her plea include an acceptance of responsibility?

It would.

Well, that's another level two departure, so...

that'd be like...

- 12 to 24? - Yeah.

And she could be lucky, you know.

The FBI could take kindly to cooperation, could be nothing.

Odds?

Fifty-fifty.

Maybe.

Does her family know?

They do.

Seriously, I wanna know. What are you gonna do?

No, you first.