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- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Bobby, this is my sister, Sydney,

and this is my brother-in-law, Anthony.

- Bobby, the beach boy.

- I'm in need of legal counsel that doesn't mind

getting their hands dirty.

- This has something to do with your husband's

legal situation, right?

- This has Carolyn written all over it.

- Now, that last shipment of semiconductors

we got from Korea, all of them are faulty.

But from what I hear, our new business partner

is not one to take bad news well.

- 500,000.

- Do you know what you just did?

- I just won.

[dramatic music]

- ? Don't you dare say it's over ?

? Forever's starting right now ?

? Even though winter seems a little colder ?

? Better's starting right now ?

? Yeah ?

? I promise you, all that pushing ?

? All that fighting ?

? All that running, all that climbing ?

? It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothing ?

? For nothing, nothing, nothing ?

? Hey, give it to me ?

? Hey, hey, give it to me ?

[hip hop music]

? ?

- ? Oh, you mad, huh? ?

? Oh, you mad, huh? ?

? Ooh ?

? Oh, you mad, huh? ?

- [chuckles]

- Is that a friend of yours? - No, not really.

- Hm.

- Mm. - [chuckles]

- But you're a friend of mine. - I know.

You gonna play with it or are you gonna take it off?

- Come here with your fine ass.

- Yeah. [chuckles]

- You know what?

Being locked up in a room with a man naked for three days,

that's about my limit.

But, anyway, my boys are on their way back,

and we both need to get back to work.

- I understand.

- But, boy, was that a lot of fun.

- [chuckles]

Keep on playing, we ain't never gonna leave.

- What you gonna do?

Oh, that guy is something else.

- What in the--

What the hell is he doing?

Mm-mm-mm.

Morning. - Morning.

Yo, talk about a morning.

What is up with Anthony?

- [sighs]

They're having problems with the chips in the new phones.

What are you doing here anyway?

'Cause I thought you would be over at Bobby's.

- Well, I'll have you know that he's in town

for a business meeting, and I'm not about to be

accused of taking anything.

Like, he got way too much jewelry

and way too much cash just laying around.

I'm not dealing with it.

- Seems like you are afraid

you're gonna steal something. - Steal something?

No, not me. Never.

No, listen, I just know when I have, like, a good thing,

and I'm not about to mess this up.

- I got the bacon for me, vegetarian for you.

- You know.

- Food looks good, though. - Mm-hmm.

And I like this shirt. It feels so nice.

- You know, it's silk.

[upbeat music]

? ?

[phone buzzes]

- Yo, so are you gonna get this?

- It's Anthony's.

- All right, well, want me to go take it to him?

- Oh, no, no, no, no. - I could go take it.

I could go get a closer view. - Release it.

- And I could take it to him. - No, no, no, no.

Thank you. I'ma take it to him.

- I needed a closer look. I needed a closer look.

- [sighs]

- Whatever.

All right, so, I mean, who's texting?

Bruh, what is the text message just sent--

- It's--it's Vanessa.

- Vanessa Britton?

See, this is why I told you that we should have

whooped her ass the other day. Let me see.

- No, no. [laughs]

You don't need to see nothing.

- [exhales sharply] So what does it say?

- It says--let me see. [clears throat]

It says, "none of your damn business,

so stay out of mine."

That's what it says.

- Yeah, you know what? You're right.

I'ma mind my business. - OK.

- But I will tell you this, though--

if I knew the passcode, I would just unlock it.

That's just me.

I would unlock it.

[phone buzzes]

- It's Peter.

He wants me to come over.

- Man, this dude don't give up, do he?

- You want me to block him? - No, no.

It's all good.

This way, we gonna have a hell of a harassment case.

When I'm done with him,

I'ma run him and his daddy out of town.

- ? I'm just crushing on you ?

? Just crushing, and crushing, and crushing ?

- But this was very much so needed.

- Yeah? - Hell yeah.

[laughter]

- OK.

Well, maybe we can meet

for lunch or perhaps dinner.

I'm a good cook.

I make a mean linguine with clam sauce.

- Mm. - Mm-hmm.

- OK, sounds delicious. - Yeah. Mm-hm.

And maybe some shrimp cocktail.

And then we could open up a bottle of wine

and continue enjoying one another's company,

like we are now. [chuckles]

- Um...

Adora?

- Mm-hmm?

- I mean, look, that's nice, and--

and I would love to, but...

I'd like to keep things, um, casual between us,

if you don't mind.

- Yeah. Yeah.

Casual is fine for me too.

You know, I--

I totally don't want to rush things.

So...

- Agreed.

I say what, how about breakfast?

Hm? - Sure.

I could eat.

But...

[grunts] - Mm.

- I'd like something else first.

- What you waiting on?

[knocking]

- Oh, I just got home. Come on now.

Yeah, yeah, come in.

[sighs]

- We definitely have the right house.

- Oh, yeah. What we got over here?

You just leave your door open like that?

- This is Sag Harbor, not Bed-Stuy.

You know that, right?

- Huh.

- Yeah.

Besides, I'm a police officer.

I'm the last person anyone would want to rob.

How can I help you gentlemen?

- Well, actually, sir, we're here to see Peter Lane.

- For what?

- Oh, you-- you must be Peter's father.

OK, I'm-- I'm Cornelius Moore.

- Yeah, I know who you are.

What I don't know is what you want with my son.

- Oh, well, you know, truth be told,

we've actually been following his journey

for some years now.

And I must admit, hey, we're impressed.

[chuckles] Very impressed.

I mean, hell, we actually thought he left the sport

until we found out last week that he was

signing up for the Olympic trials

and moved out here to Long Island.

Huh. - Yeah.

I thought it would be better, more safe for him.

I figured the fresh air would get him ready for the trials.

- Oh, come on now.

Why go through the trials when he can go pro?

Matter of fact, you can retire as a cop

and live fat off his boxing.

You know?

All you gotta do is have him sign with us.

- Do I look like the type of man

that would live off his son?

Hm.

We'll think about it.

- All right.

If you don't mind-- and this is all due respect,

sir, I would love to just--

if I could just talk to him, you know, fighter to fighter.

You know what I mean? - Right.

- Yeah.

- The people in the desert want ice water,

but that's not gonna happen, now is it?

[laughter]

- OK.

- Besides, we're gonna go pro after the trial.

So don't waste your time. - Oh, come on now.

Why wait?

He's ready now. And guess what?

We're ready for him.

- I'll decide when he's ready.

I appreciate you two gentlemen driving all the way

out here to waste your time,

but the Olympic trials are on Peter's radar for now.

- Oh, OK. You know, that's a good goal.

- Yeah. - Real good.

Yeah, good goal to have.

And no doubt he'll make the team.

But, um--

- But I'ma jump in here for one second.

But he'd be leaving a whole lot of money on the table.

Can I-- can I show you something?

Now, listen. Don't get it twisted.

The Olympics-- the Olympics are cool, right?

But let me tell you what the Olympics ain't doing.

They ain't putting no money in his pocket, OK?

And making that paper, that's what it's all about.

Right now, I'm willing to offer your son

a six figure signing bonus, all right?

All he got to do is be a part of my team, huh?

- It's a lot of money.

You just walk around with it?

- Well, I mean, I'm no cop, but who gonna mess with me?

And besides, this is not my money.

This is your money-- you and your son.

- Yeah, all you got to do is have him sign with us.

- That's it. - Little hardheaded.

I said we're not signing anything right now.

- Hm. Come on, pops.

Do you want to make a better life for you?

Huh? A better life for your son?

- You know what? Let's leave it alone.

We're just gonna leave it alone.

Not everybody is meant to be--

ooh God, how can I say it? - Just say it.

- Successful.

Not everybody is meant to be successful.

BTB, we got, like, four champions already.

- That's right. - OK.

And it looks like we have to go someplace else

to find our fifth. But so be it. Let's go.

- OK.

- But listen, very nice to meet you all.

- Yeah. - Very nice to meet you.

Please, you tell--you tell your son that I stopped by.

- You're the new chump?

Oh, I mean champ.

- I like him.

I mean, I really like this dude.

- [laughs]

- All right, let's go.

- These don't come all the time brother.

These don't come all the time.

- I don't ever ask you for nothing, Martin.

- Yes, you do! - Come on, man.

All I'm saying is I need you to have my back on this, bro.

Jesus Christ, is that too much to ask?

- Malcolm, I'm not denying that you've looked out

for me over the years, bro.

But you don't want me to have your back on this one.

You want me to take the blame, and I'm not doing that, man.

- I swear, man, you are one of the most

selfish dudes I've ever met.

- Oh, really? - Yeah.

- Now I'm selfish? - Yeah, if the shoe fits.

- You are the one who made the fool-ass decision

to buy a damn painting

for half a million dollars, Malcolm.

And now because I won't take the blame for it,

I'm supposed to be selfish?

You sound crazy as hell. - Hey.

You act like I was the only one bidding on that painting.

- You weren't the only one that was bidding,

but you were the only one who bought the painting

for $500,000, Malcolm.

- What the hell is going on?

Answer me, damn it.

- Mother, we won two paintings at the auction.

- Well, I told you to make a few purchases.

So what's the big deal?

- We went a little over budget.

- You went a little over budget.

- How much?

Martin, this is your area of expertise.

So how much did you screw up?

Wow, that bad, huh?

- OK, Mother, look.

I didn't screw up anything.

I bought a piece for a steal that will double or triple

in the next two years in value for $75,000.

That's what I did. - OK, that's a solid move.

So what's the problem? How did we go over budget?

- Talk to your other son.

- Did you buy a painting, Malcolm?

- I did.

I invested in a piece that was a bit more.

But the demand was high, and the auction

got a little intense. - Oh, you got a little intense.

- But I won because Brittons are winners.

And Mother, this piece is magnificent.

You're gonna love it.

- The cost of this magnificent piece?

- $500,000. [clears throat]

- How much?

- A half a million dollars. - Is he fucking serious?

And what is the estimated value of this painting?

- $150,000.

- And how much will this painting

appreciate by next year?

- OK, look, Mother, this is the thing.

The price of art is infinite.

So it can grow up to 1 million, 2 million.

We won't know until next year.

But it's a pretty solid piece. - Yes, yes, Mother.

As Martin is saying, it's not as bad as it seems.

The bidding went up as high as $450,000.

I am certain that we can recoup.

- Oh!

And I'm certain that this is not gonna be bad

at all for me, Malcolm. - Oh.

Well, that's good.

- Oh, no, it's good for me, but maybe not for you.

Because you just bought that magnificent piece,

I'm taking the $500,000 out of your bonuses.

- Huh?

Wait, Mother, you mean bonuses as in plural, like me and his?

- Did I stutter? - But why mine?

This isn't--

- Because you didn't stop him, did you?

So you're just as responsible. - Mother--

- When it comes to art, you are your brother's keeper, Martin.

And sweetheart, I hope you enjoy your magnificent piece.

Because you a dumbass.

- Dumbass.

Giraffe-neck looking.

[knocks]

- Come in.

What can I do for you this morning, Mr. Bowen?

- Well, Your Honor, my client, Moses Britton,

was scheduled to be released this past Sunday,

and unfortunately, that didn't happen.

- Yes, I'm aware.

I issued a temporary stay.

- I don't understand. Why was I not informed?

My client has the right to due process.

- I agree.

However, prior to this case being overturned,

there were no objections by your client's victims.

It would seem that has changed, along with some new evidence,

very incriminating evidence, I must add.

- What kind of evidence?

- [chuckles]

I'd like to address this formally

as soon as possible, sir.

- It's just a temporary stay, Mr. Bowen.

All you have to do is file a motion with the clerk

in the morning. You know the drill.

- Sir, this entire ordeal has been--

it's been quite frustrating for Mr. Britton.

- I see it has.

Now, if there's nothing else...

I have a case to preside over.

- All right, so tell me again why we're going all the way

to Wyandanch to solve this problem

instead of getting on a plane.

- Look, I have our product development

and manufacturing teams working on the problem right now.

Look, if you don't speak Korean,

you're not gonna be any help to them.

Besides, that's what we pay them to do.

Remember?

- What if a decision has to be made on the fly?

- Look, that's what they have cell phones for.

They'll call.

Besides, me and you have bigger fish to fry.

- Bigger?

What can be bigger than fixing phones

that I've been working on half my life?

- How about understanding?

Look, you're smart as shit, Anthony,

but you're also naive as shit.

Now, me and you need to be on the same page

or one or both of us gonna end up dead, man.

- [scoffs] God, here we go.

You know what, you need to cut it out with this

conspiracy theory shit, man. - Come on.

- I mean, just because Alexander Cora

used to be a defense contractor

doesn't make him a killer.

Act like the dude's John Gotti or something.

- Look, yeah, well, at least with John Gotti,

we'd know what we're up against.

- Oh, stop it! Cut it out, man.

- Look, no.

Look, now what kind of friend or business partner

would I be if I just stuck my head in the ground?

- When we leave where we're going,

then I'll shut up.

- Wow.

- This one, by far, is one of the nicest houses

in the community that is not on the beach.

But you have a cabana area and a pool to enjoy.

And let's not forget the community's private beach.

- Wow.

So what's the square footage?

- About 6,000-- 6 bedrooms, 6 and 1/2 baths,

and it sits on an acre.

- I like it. Very sexy.

- Great. Let me show you the primary.

- [grunts] Six, seven, eight.

- When the hell were you gonna tell me, Pop?

- What are you talking about? Tell you what?

- You met with Bobby Boyd and Cornelius Moore.

- Yeah, yeah.

Look I'm sorry, man.

I was gonna tell you, but I didn't

want you getting caught up

in all the hype of those two dudes.

Man, them guys aren't good for you.

Peter, just trust me, a'ight? - Says you.

Pop, they're offering to take me pro.

- Yeah.

Bruh, I know you're upset, but, you know--

- Upset?

You lied to me, and that's the one thing

you said you would never do. - Hold up.

I didn't lie to you, all right?

I told them we needed some time to discuss it

and we'll make a decision.

Now, I was gonna come to you.

Just waiting for the right time.

You don't take the first offer.

- Pop, you know who that was, right?

- Oh.

- That's Bobby "the Beast" Boyd,

the middleweight champion of the world,

the leader of the BTB, the most winningest team

in the last 10 years.

And Cornelius, well, he the biggest promoter

since Don King.

- I know who they are, son.

They're a bunch of crooks, man. I'm trying--

- Pop, they can make us with the snap of their finger.

Bobby says that I could be champ.

- Wake up.

You're already a champion.

Why do you think they want you? Huh?

Come on, man.

You can take and sign that damn contract if you want to.

You won't be fighting in the Olympics,

at least not this year.

Come on, man. Come on.

They're gonna want you even more after you win your medal.

Trust me.

- What if I don't win the medal, Pop?

What if I get injured in the process?

Then where does that leave me? Hm?

- That ain't happening, man. Come on, man.

- Yeah, not if I sign this. - Oh.

Oh, you definitely ain't signing that shit.

- I know what this is.

So you want me to be stuck in this shit town with you.

First, I couldn't have a girl.

Now you want me to miss out on the biggest deal of a lifetime

by signing with BTB. Why?

- That's not true, son.

I love you with all my heart, man.

I want the best for you.

I want you to live the best life,

get everything you ever dreamed of.

But we got to be smart.

Everything from here on out-- your career,

girls, even your health--

it affects the future.

Hold your head up.

We can't be making decisions based on emotions.

Look, man, everything-- and I mean everything--

that we worked so hard for can be gone in an instant,

just like that.

- See, that's where you're wrong.

It ain't we.

This is my life, my choice, my decision, not yours.

I'm 23 years old.

I don't need your permission or your damn approval no more.

- Yo, come back. Hey, Peter. Peter.

Hey, Peter! Get back here, man.

Peter!

- This is one of the primary closets.

- [chuckles] Now, this is nice.

- Mm-hm. - This closet is massive.

- It is.

And keep in mind, this is one of two--

his and hers closets, and this is hers.

- His and hers?

- Wait till I show you his. - Excuse me.

Can I help you? This home is sold.

- By who?

- By me to my client, Eli Bradshaw.

I take it you didn't see the updated MLS.

- Eli Bradshaw.

Have the contracts gone out?

- He closed this morning.

- That's not possible.

The house just went on the market on Thursday.

That's not enough time to get back title.

- He did a 24-hour close.

- That--that doesn't make any sense.

- It does if your client owns the title company.

- OK, you do understand

that in order to purchase a home,

the HOA application has to be filed and the fees paid.

- He's aware.

That money has been placed in escrow.

- OK. Why is he doing this? Hm?

Why does he need to have two homes in this community,

out of all places?

You do understand that it's called the Black Hamptons

for a reason, right?

- The only color Mr. Bradshaw sees is green.

And it's three homes that he owns, not two.

He just picked up West Dune Drive

this morning as well.

Mr. Bradshaw thinks this community

is undervalued and a hidden gem,

so he's going to buy as many homes as possible.

- That's not gonna happen.

- I guess we'll see, won't we?

- I'm sorry, Mr. Cora.

There is another property that's around the corner

that I can show you. - Sure.

- I wouldn't bother wasting your time.

Bradshaw LLC made them a full-price offer as well.

- Well, I thought you was--

- Look, I can't do this.

- Sydney.

Looking for someone?

- Yes, your husband, actually.

We were supposed to be meeting about the cell phone venture.

- Well, he's not coming.

But feel free to tell me anything

you'd like him to know.

I'm your Sydney Tech contact from now on.

It's a nice place here.

Is this where you seduce all the rich men of Sag Harbor?

- [chuckles]

Listen, Sydney, this-- this isn't what you think.

Anthony and I are just--

- I think you need to stay the hell away from my husband.

- No. No, no, no.

You've--you've got this all wrong.

You have absolutely nothing to worry about from me.

Anthony and I are simply business partners and--

- Well, maybe,

but I'm not willing to take that chance.

Your reputation precedes you.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- Please. Stop acting so naive.

You've lived here way longer than me,

and you know what happens on this beach.

You know damn well how rumors get started around here.

So I'm gonna tell you this one time and one time only,

stay the fuck away from my husband!

You understand me?

- I can see you're upset, Sydney, wrongly.

But, still, you're upset.

Why don't you calm down so I can explain?

- [chuckles] I'm not upset.

I'm pissed.

And for the record, I'm not one of those little bougie bitches

that's afraid to whoop a ho's ass about her husband.

So this is me being calm, real calm.

- [scoffs] You know what?

why don't we give you a little distraction

while I conduct a business with your husband.

Hey. What are you doing?

Yeah. Pack a bag and your knives.

Mm-hmm. I want you to come for a visit.

Yeah, I have someone very important for you to meet.

Yeah, I'll explain when you get here.

OK.

Oh, Sydney Johnson.

I hope you're ready because that little tantrum

of yours just gave me a reason to invite trouble

to your doorstep.

Now who's a motherfucking bitch?

[upbeat music]

- ? I'm still a fan even though ?

- How's it going, boss?

You sure I can't get you to move to Detroit?

- Mm-mm.

- Look like you got one. - Nah, not yet.

[chuckles]

- How about a little toast? - Let's do it.

- To fraternity brothers. - Fraternity brothers.

- For life. - For life.

So Jeffrey Bowen paid a visit to my uncle today.

- [laughs]

- And from what I was told, he was pretty anxious.

- Fred, I'm surprised Jeffrey's ass

didn't show up to your uncle's house that Sunday night.

- True.

Bowen wasn't expecting the ruling

that I brokered for you.

- Right.

Listen, brother,

I know you and your uncle, Judge Coleman,

have had my back through all of this,

and I'm appreciative for everything,

but I think I'ma need you to hang in

just a little while longer.

- Brother, you paid us well.

And I got you.

But unlike myself,

Unc isn't gonna do anything illegal.

- Hey, hey. Whoa, whoa.

Who said anything about illegal?

Come on now.

I would never ask your uncle to break the law.

But I'm already backed by the shield.

So brother to brother, I think

I'ma need you to drag this out

for as long as possible.

- Well, I'll see what I can do.

But Bowen, he's not stupid. - I know.

That's why I'ma need you to drag this out

to at least Labor Day.

[chuckles] Let's just say your uncle

goes on an extended vacation. You know what?

I hear Bali is exceptional this time of year.

And it just so happens

that the cell phone service there is shitty.

- Well, Auntie has always wanted

to go to Bali for a while now. Great suggestion.

- Come on, frat. What are brothers for?

- What are brothers for?

- For life.

[hip hop music]

? ?

- ? I'm so sophisticated to get a verse ?

- Oh, man. They got it bumping in here.

Cuzzo! There he is.

- Ah, there he is. What up?

[laughter] What's going on, man?

- Oh, man.

It's good to see you. - How are you, man?

What's up, man? - You got it.

Hey, Anthony, I want you to meet my cousin, LoJack.

LoJack, meet Anthony Johnson.

- Yeah, folks call me Devon now.

- Oh, OK, well, so what, no more nicknames, huh?

- Yeah, yeah. We ain't doing that no more.

[laughter] - Nice to meet you, bro.

- Yeah, same here, man.

I heard a lot about you, man.

My cousin speaks highly of you.

Why don't y'all grab a seat, man?

Look at all this funky shit. Sit on down.

- All right, all right.

- Hey. - Hey.

- What do we have here, huh?

You still sipping on that yak, huh?

- Yeah, every now and then. [laughs]

- So what's up, cuz?

What's so important it got you

driving all the way up here from the Hamptons

to Wyandanch?

This normally ain't your type of area.

- Well, I know you don't like to admit it,

but you know a lot of shady people,

and we need some information. - I see.

Who are we talking about?

- A dude by the name of Alexander Cora.

- What about him?

And more importantly, why are you asking?

- My company, Sydney Tech, has recently

entered into a business venture with Mr. Cora.

According to Mike, there's probably some things

I should have known before doing so.

- Yeah, he ain't lying.

I tell you like this--

whatever business you got with Alexander Cora,

you should stop.

- I can't exactly stop.

I have a lot of money tied into this guy.

I can't really walk away from him.

- All right. It's your funeral.

I'm not a snitch. That's all I can say.

- Come on, cuzzo.

I got a lot of money wrapped into this too.

I mean, we need to know what we're up against.

We family.

- A'ight, you know,

without getting too deep into everything,

Alexander Cora,

he's a ruthless and shrewd businessman.

That man's got ties to the European underworld.

- What do you mean, like, Russian or Italian mob

or something? - All that shit.

- See? I told you. - For real?

- For real.

The good thing for you is my girl's family

took him down a few pegs about a year and a half ago.

So right now, he's handcuffed.

He's trying to rebuild his empire.

From what I'm hearing, he's going legit.

But the scary thing about that is

a tiger never changes his stripes.

Dude's probably still psychotic as hell.

- And what exactly do you mean by that?

- The man only does business one type of way.

And the minute he's dissatisfied,

people end up dead or missing.

So if you're doing business with him,

just don't piss him off.

? ?

- Christopher. - Kimberly.

Wow. [chuckles]

- How are you? - You look amazing.

- Thank you. - How are you?

- I'm well. You know what?

I went to Jazz in the Park a few weeks ago,

and I saw Robert Glasper, and it was amazing.

Yeah, I thought I was gonna see you there.

You're always there. - You know how it goes.

Got caught up with a work thing.

But I definitely heard about it.

It was pretty lit. - Yeah, it was.

You missed it. Yeah.

You know, I have to thank you.

I would have never known about Jazz in the Park

if it weren't for you.

So it's been well worth the money.

- Well, that's what I do, Kimberly.

I hook people up.

So the pleasure is all mine. - Yeah.

Well, hopefully you won't miss the next one.

- I definitely won't. - [chuckles]

- So where is Ms. Britton?

Got a couple of papers and documents I need her to sign.

- Oh, well, she's actually asked not to be disturbed.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

- Well, you may want to let her know that it's me.

We spoke earlier, so I'm pretty sure she's expecting me.

- OK, well, let me go check on that.

I'll be right back. - Yes, ma'am.

- OK. I guess you were right.

Follow me, Mr. Johnson.

- I will follow you anywhere.

- Mrs. Britton, Mr. Johnson is here to see you.

- Oh. What a surprise.

- Carolyn.

- Uh, that will be all, Kimberly.

You can leave us.

Shut the door on your way out. - Yes, ma'am.

What in the hell are you doing here?

You can't just pop up over here unannounced.

Have you lost your mind?

- First off, Carolyn, you may want to calm down.

This is a business meeting.

This is not pleasure. - Business?

- Yeah, I have updates. - Oh.

So what's going on?

- So I was able to stall them, just like I said I would.

Your husband is gonna remain right where he is

for the time being,

but you can be certain that Jeffrey's gonna try

to fast track his release.

I know that for a fact because he's

already petitioned a judge.

- So how long can you hold them off?

- Honestly, I can't say.

It depends on how persistent Jeffrey is with the courts.

But I will do everything that I can.

- This is August 1st,

and we need at least 30 days in order

for things to be complete.

- Yeah. I can handle that.

- Well, I'm counting on you to do just that Mr. Farrell.

Because it will be beneficial for both of us.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Next time, call me before you stop by.

- What the hell? Ah!

Bruh, I feel like I'm in a freaking "Twilight Zone."

Was that shit for real?

I mean, do we really have to be concerned

that Alexander Cora might kill us?

- [sighs]

If we don't get these phones fixed,

that's a real possibility, bro.

- [sighs] OK.

I got to tell Sydney about this.

- Man, you can't tell nobody about this.

- It's my wife, bro.

I'm not in the habit of keeping secrets from my wife.

And what about Vanessa? - What about her?

Look, she already in it, Anthony.

And didn't we just agree that nobody can know about this?

Look, not even Vanessa.

If you're not gonna tell your wife,

you damn sure can't tell her.

- She's in business with us, man.

We got to protect her.

- [sighs]

- She has no idea what the hell she's getting into.

- Well, how?

- I don't know, by getting her as far the hell away

from this deal as possible. - She ain't gonna like it.

- Well, she gonna hate being dead

a hell of a lot more.

- Facts.

We just got to figure something out.

- So I'll see you at Jazz in the Park next weekend.

- I can't make any promises.

We got a lot of work to do, so--

yeah.

So I'll see you.

- [sighs]

- Are you saying that I might be stuck in here indefinitely?

- No, no, not indefinitely.

And rest assured, I'm doing everything in my power

to make sure this gets handled.

But I think you're right, Moses.

There's more to this than meets the eye.

- How so?

- Well, I've been waiting to hear back

from the clerk to get a new date for our hearing.

Would you believe that Judge Coleman

suddenly is going on vacation for a few weeks?

- [chuckles]

- Yeah.

Yeah, I can believe that.

- But I don't understand how a woman

can do this to her husband.

I mean, she knows you are innocent.

- That doesn't matter.

Don't you see the bigger prize in all of this?

- What can be a bigger prize than her husband's freedom?

- The bank, Jeffrey.

He who has control of Amistad Bank and Trust

has control of the legacy.

Carolyn has tasted this power, and she just

does not want to let it go.

She's positioning herself to take care

of everything, including me.

And once I get out, she wants to control me, too,

and turn me into her man servant.

- Then what's our next step? How do we stop her?

- Well, you know I'm never short on resources.

I have a secret weapon,

somebody who I want you to approach.

- Well, who?

Do you want me to approach one of the boys?

- No.

Unfortunately, I can't trust them.

I have someone better.

- Who?

Hey, what are you doing?

You can't just barge up in here.

That's a violation of attorney-client privilege.

What's the hell's wrong with you?

- Yeah, well, there's a lot I'm not supposed

to be doing around here.

Yet here you are, two hours beyond

when you were supposed to leave.

- We need another half an hour, Keith.

Would $500 do it? - Yeah.

Appreciate that, Moses.

Thanks.

Oh, by the way, you have another visitor.

- Send them in.

[soft dramatic music]

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- Are you talking about Carolyn?

Carolyn wouldn't be caught dead in here.

- Then who?

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- You're joking.

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What the hell are you doing here?

- I could say the same thing about you, Jeffrey,

but I am here to see my father.

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