Previously on Wild Cards...
You know she's working really hard to get you outta here early.
Once we wrap up our latest project,
we'll be set for life.
You. Me. Ricky.
I can't wait.
We'll leave everything and everyone behind.
Because I know who killed your brother.
Kid was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Tough luck for him, but I had to take him out.
I've been waiting for over a year for a break in this case.
- You can't be involved. - What do you got, Ricky?
Ellis, I found him.
His name's Billy O'Brien. Nicknamed Zippo.
- He's a mob enforcer. - We missed him.
He had a police scanner in there.
He must've known we were coming.
Damn it.
So, this parole board walks into a bar.
Bartender says, "Hey, guys.
How about a round on the house?"
And they say, "Sure!
As long as no one's expecting any good behavior from us tonight."
Tough room.
George Graham, this parole board
has been convened to determine your potential,
or lack thereof,
for reintegration and risk to the community.
As you're aware,
the initial term of your incarceration has been truncated
due to your daughter's cooperation with the police.
And I want you to know how grateful I am for this opportunity.
We need more than gratitude.
We need assurance that you understand
the impact of your crimes on your victims.
Genuine insight can be a strong indicator of personal growth.
Absolutely.
The time I've had inside these walls
has given me a lot of opportunity to reflect and...
understand how I came to be here.
I've been doing this a long time, Mr. Graham.
But this situation is unusual, to say the least.
So, this is your time to tell us what you've learned
and why we should believe that you are now ready
to become a law-abiding citizen.
Like most life stories you've probably heard,
mine begins with a mixed up childhood.
I won't bore you with the whole soap opera,
but the bottom line is, by the time I was 16,
I was out and on my own.
Go on.
With no parents, no family and no money,
the streets will chew you up and spit you out
unless you figure out how to survive.
I was at my lowest, most desperate moment
when I met someone who taught me how to do just that.
Survive.
He became my mentor,
teaching me the craft of the con artist trade.
I knew it was wrong.
But when you don't know where your next meal is coming from,
you do what you have to do just to eat.
Anyway, in time,
he became like a father to me.
So, I worked really hard at everything he taught me.
And the harder I worked, the better I did...
the more proud of me he became.
Having this time in here to think...
I've come to realize
I wasn't seeking money all these years.
I was seeking approval.
Affirmation that I mattered to someone.
To anyone.
So, where did all that get me?
In here.
There's so much I wanna do with the time I have left on Earth.
I wanna give back to people, not take from them.
I wanna be a contribution to society, not a detriment.
But most importantly...
I wanna be a proper father to my daughter.
I wanna be the kind of father I never had.
Nothing means more to me than that.
- _ - Hallelujah.
Fresh air.
Sunshine.
Davis, my man, this is a two-clam day.
I don't get it.
Well, you know, happy as a clam?
This is definitely a two clammer.
What's wrong?
Just really gonna miss you, man.
Don't worry, you can keep the remainder of
my charcuterie of the month deliveries.
I guess we both have good reasons to celebrate today.
I asked my girl to marry me.
Wh... really?
Well, congratulations!
You're a good man, Davis.
You're gonna make a great husband.
I couldn't have done it without your help or advice.
You're just really good at this relationship stuff.
People are my business.
Listen, if there's any way I can ever repay you...
You'll be the first to know.
Sweet, sweet freedom!
Hey.
We did it!
You did it.
Uh... both of you did it.
This is only the beginning, guys.
What's going on with our other project?
One last piece to fall into place.
And then we'll be sitting pretty.
When can I see it?
Oh, patience, young grasshopper.
You wouldn't rush Picasso, would you?
No, I'd just forge him.
I mean, any five-year-old with a Sharpie could do what he did.
Dad! You just got out of prison.
You know what? You're right.
Let's get outta here.
I never wanna see this godforsaken place again.
Okay.
I'm almost done and then you can have a little catnip.
Not too much.
I'm overdoing it lately.
All right.
Should we give it a try?
I'll take that as a yes.
We did it!
I can't believe it.
We did it!
Yeah.
Daniel would've loved this.
Hey, Chief. What's going on?
Are you sitting down? I got news.
Sounds like bad news.
On the contrary.
I've just been informed the federal authorities
have caught your brother's killer.
www.subtitulamos.tv
And voila!
Home, sweet home.
Swanky.
Yeah. Lots of period details.
Original flooring and gobs of natural light.
As long as there are no bars on the windows, I'm happy.
You guys look pretty settled in here.
I thought this place was just temporary until I got out.
Yeah. For sure.
There's nothing here we can't leave behind in a flash.
No attachments.
Material, emotional or otherwise.
Hey, Max?
Yes, absolutely.
It's Ellis.
What's new from tall, dark and surly?
I'm so sorry, guys. Um... I gotta get to the station.
Now?
I thought you were all done with that cop stuff.
I'm out. You're off the hook.
Yeah, I just got a few loose ends to tie up.
Okay? It won't be long.
I just got out. You're leaving already?
Stop pouting.
Ricky's gonna make you lunch, and then I'll be right back.
Okay?
Loose ends, my ass. Something's up.
Ah, don't mind her.
Okay. Are you hungry?
Am I hungry?
Does Rick Springfield wish he had Jessie's girl?
Can Jack Nicholson handle the truth?
Does Kim Kardashian have a juic...
O-kay! Okay.
Let me... let me get you something.
In the meantime...
What's this?
There's some videos you're gonna wanna see.
Ah, come on, Ricky, I'm not that lonely.
Not those kind of videos.
Sit. Watch.
And George... Take your time with these.
It's a lot to take in.
Well, hello, old friend.
Well... here we are.
Hey. I got here as soon as I could.
That's Billy O'Brien. Otherwise known as Zippo.
And we're sure that's him?
We're about to find out.
Kid was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Tough luck for him, but I had to take him out.
Well, I heard the kid had a brother who's a cop.
The name is Cole Ellis.
Nah. I don't need to worry.
Ain't got no connection to me.
Hey, I gotta go.
That's your voice, Zippo.
Not much point in denying it.
Yes, it is.
So you admit to shooting Daniel Ellis two years ago?
You already got me admitting to that in the recording.
What more do you want?
I wanna know who hired you.
In my business... you don't ask for names.
I get the call, I do the job.
What did you mean when you said Daniel Ellis
was in the wrong place at the wrong time?
That's all he told me.
I don't know what place or what time.
But the kid must've seen something he shouldn't have.
I didn't get any more details because it's none of my business.
Who was the client?
- I told you, I don't know. - You're lying.
And you're takin' the pass!
I give you a name and I get shivved in the shower.
I suck it up. I do my time.
15 to 20, I'm back on the streets... alive.
Show's over, folks!
Get me a lawyer!
No.
No, this is far from over.
Zippo was just the trigger man, and you know it.
Somebody else ordered that hit, and we need to find out who and why.
That's true.
We need to press him harder.
He's signing a full confession right now.
He's accepted the maximum sentence.
The prosecutor's drawing up the paperwork as we speak.
So, where's the task force that was assigned to this?
What do they have to say?
Both this department and our federal colleagues
have spent an enormous amount of time, money and manpower
to find this person.
What's that supposed to mean?
That they just gave up. They don't care anymore?
It means I share your frustration.
Look, if we keep pressing him now, he could give us everything.
With a full confession, we don't have any leverage over him.
Then pull the deal.
That would mean taking this to trial.
The prosecutor will not risk losing a slam-dunk conviction on a murderer.
So, now, after two years of tracking down every lead,
turning over every stone, obsessing over every detail,
when we were literally this close
to getting the whole truth, you want me to just stop?
You?
Yes.
Any further attempt on your part to force the issue
could be construed as a conflict of interest,
and may actually jeopardize the conviction.
Is that what you want?
Ellis, we are family in this department.
I give you my word.
I will keep this case open and alive until
every last person involved is caught.
Now, you and Max have done an amazing job the last few months.
And of course, we'd like all our cases to be wrapped up
with a neat little bow.
But, you know,
things rarely work out like that.
That is not good enough for me.
And it shouldn't be.
And I hope we get all the answers someday.
But for now...
I need you to prepare that this is as far
as it may go.
To that effect,
why don't you take a few days off?
No.
Not when I'm this close.
For your own well-being. It's a lot to process.
Right now, your job is to take care of yourself.
Li.
Wow.
You know what? I'm gonna leave before I say something I regret.
Max.
Let him blow off some steam.
He's right.
We're so close to the whole truth.
If we just keep investigating...
You're forgetting there is no 'we' anymore.
Your father's been released from prison,
and my dream team is done.
Yeah, technically,
but I am more than happy to see this through.
Max, I am very proud of the way you've turned your life around
and all you and Ellis have accomplished.
To be honest, your success rate
has also helped my campaign for mayor.
The election's still a couple days away, but...
I'm ahead by three points.
Well, I'm happy for you, but I don't...
All good things must come to an end.
Must they?
Commissioner? Your car is ready.
You'll have to excuse me. I'm, um...
cooking risotto on the morning TV show.
That's politics for you.
Cheer up, Max.
As my campaign says... there are better days ahead.
Tell that to Ellis.
Anybody order some deep fried comfort food?
I told Ronnie you were having a tough day,
so he gave me extra packets of that DayGlo orange sauce
that you like.
Well, thanks, but I don't have much of an appetite.
Talk to me.
What do you want me to say, Max?
I'm happy we caught the shooter?
That I have some...
overwhelming sense of closure?
Because I don't.
I want you to tell me the truth.
The truth is, for the first time in my career,
I honestly don't care about the rules anymore.
I'm not gonna let this go.
I can't just put it aside and wait.
Not when I'm this close.
Well, you heard Russo.
She's not letting you anywhere near this case.
And Yates, Simmons, Li?
They can't help you either.
I know.
God, if I could just get Zippo alone and talk to him.
He knows more than he's telling.
Well, he's in the system now, so you can't get to him
without anyone finding out.
But I think I know someone who can.
Maybe because I'm getting older, or...
maybe because today is Father's Day.
But I've been thinking a lot lately about my dad.
I was an only child, and I grew up in a small town, and...
we always had next to nothing.
And when my dad came back from Vietnam,
he tried his best to hold it together.
But then we lost Mom to cancer.
Then we lost the house, and after that, well...
I guess he just couldn't do it anymore.
So, one morning, I woke up alone in our cheap motel room,
and this bag was next to my bed
with all my clothes, some comic books,
a deck of cards,
and this note pinned to a $10 bill.
I am so proud of you and the man that you have become.
Take care, son.
I was 13 years old and I never saw him again.
But I understood what he was going through and I didn't blame him.
Hell, he knew I knew what to do.
And it turned out this bag was the best thing
he could've ever left me.
You don't believe you can fit your whole life
into a sack this size.
That is, until you feel the heat coming for you.
Then you'll find room to spare.
Because nothing...
absolutely nothing,
matters more than your own freedom.
And, you know, over the years, I always wondered if
we'd ever run into each other again.
And for all I know...
maybe we did somewhere.
We just didn't recognize each other.
Go figure.
So glad you're back.
Hey, Dad.
It's good to see you, too.
Everything okay?
I just wanna let you know I'm never gonna leave you again, honey.
Got it.
Whatever you need, honey, I'll always be here for you.
Thanks, Dad. You're the best.
Ellis.
George.
Congrats on the early release.
Couldn't have done it without the two of you, so...
from my heart... thanks.
Well, I'm glad you're in such a grateful mood.
- Why? - We need a favor.
Actually, I need a favor.
Of course.
You've given me the greatest gift of all.
Freedom.
And thanks to you, I'll never set foot
on those concrete floors or lay eyes on that
barbed wire ever again.
The least I could do is try to make it up to you two.
How can I help?
We need you to go back to prison.
George, you know you don't have to do this.
I mean, you did just get released a few hours ago.
Ellis had almost as much to do
with my early release as Max did.
And now he's the one that needs help, and you know the rule.
Yeah. Always lend a hand to those who need it.
There's our guy.
Davis.
- George! - Hey.
What's going on?
Looks like I'm cashing in that favor a little earlier than I expected.
Of course. Anything.
What do you need?
You ever hear of a rooftop handshake?
What are we doing on the roof?
Hey!
You Zippo?
Who's asking?
I'm Snake Eyes.
This is my associate, Crazy Pete.
You don't wanna know how he got that name.
Now we're gonna ask you a few questions.
You make it easy...
you can go back to your cozy six-inch spring mattress.
You make it hard...
you can take a dive off that roof.
You understand?
And who the hell are you?
Wrong answer.
Wait. Come on.
Now, look, we're just looking for some friendly information.
You killed a man with connections,
so we're gonna need some answers
about the death of Daniel Ellis.
I'm not telling you a damn thing.
So be it.
Ah! Hey! Come on!
Hey!
Ah, God!
Ah, put me down! Put me down!
Happy to.
Don't think you'd be happy with the fall at the end.
Okay, okay. Please, man!
I'll tell you whatever you want.
- Don't kill me! - All right, then spill it.
They made me wait for him.
In the alley, uh, between 12th and Mill Street.
At 9:00.
And kill him... kill him when he arrived.
And then drop the body across town,
in a park off of 3rd.
Okay.
They wanted me to make it look like a mugging.
Why?
I don't know! Okay! I was just following orders.
Who gave the order?
I had a guy who used to throw jobs my way. All right?
Reggie Babs.
What?
Reggie was an inmate here. Got the shiv six months ago.
That's all I know!
I... okay, I swear. I swear.
Please don't throw me over!
Hey! Hey!
No, no, no, no!
Hey! Oh, God! Please, no!
Get gone, worm breath.
Thanks, Davis.
Are you kidding? This was fun.
I felt like I was on The Wire.
Oh, you're fine.
Are you sure that's all that Zippo knew?
Trust me, if he knew anything else, he would've shared.
That guy was squirming for his life.
Now it finally makes sense. The body was moved.
I always thought it was strange that nobody heard
a gunshot in the park.
By the look of the alleyway at 12th and Mill Street,
it's totally deserted.
Yeah, the perfect place to kill somebody.
All right, so we have some new information. What now?
Now we talk to Tyson.
Who's Tyson?
He's a kid Daniel used to work with.
He'd be in his 20's by now.
He aged outta the system and fell back in
with a rough crowd, so...
Daniel started playing basketball with him
on Tuesdays to help him get back on track.
Including the Tuesday that Daniel was murdered?
Tyson said he was playing basketball with Daniel
the night he was killed, but...
that can't be true if Zippo killed him
across town at the same time.
Why would Tyson lie?
That's what we gotta find out.
Tyson? Hey.
I'm Daniel's brother.
Appreciate you talking with me.
I was hoping to ask you a few questions.
Is this gonna take long?
I just got off work.
I already told the police everything I knew back then.
Look, they just picked up Daniel's shooter,
and we're going over the case files one last time.
Can you tell me about that night?
Daniel and I shot some hoops,
like always.
And, um...
Who won?
Me.
Then the next day I heard Daniel got killed,
and I was like...
Shocked, you know?
What time did you guys meet up at?
9:00.
You sure it was nine?
Yeah. Yeah, we always met at 9:00.
Uh, are we done?
Yeah. That's great, Tyson.
Thank you.
Well?
He's definitely lying.
Did you get anything else out of him?
No, but I didn't expect to.
Then why bother talking to him?
So we could follow him.
He was so nervous when I was interviewing him,
I knew he'd run right to whoever got him to lie.
Then this place must be connected to Daniel's hit.
That's what I'm thinking.
It could even be a hub for whoever hired Zippo.
So, who owns it?
Elena Ramos.
She's owned the Granville Jazz Club for the last six years.
Does Elena have a criminal record?
No, nothing to speak of.
Divorced. 18-year-old kid named Samson.
Samson Ramos.
God, I know that name.
Ricky, look in the box that I left there.
It's Daniel's case files.
There's a list of all the kids that Daniel worked with.
Should be the first one right on top.
Can you check and see if Samson was one of them?
Yup. Here it is. You were right.
I knew it.
There's a note here, it says Samson was never questioned by the police.
So, what does it all mean?
We just got one step closer to solving Daniel's murder.
Cynthia Smith?
That's right.
Hi. I'm Cole Ellis. Daniel's brother.
The detective. I remember you.
We met at, um... Daniel's funeral.
I'm sorry.
That day's a bit of a blur for me.
Of course, um...
What can I help you with?
Uh, I was looking for some more information on a kid
that Daniel was working with here at the center.
Why?
There's been a development in Daniel's case.
Well, I think we both know any information concerning
our kids here is confidential.
I know, and I understand. But...
Look, this kid could be the key to solving Daniel's case.
Come with me.
I'll tell you what I can. For Daniel.
Thank you.
What was this boy's name?
Samson Ramos.
Oh, wow.
Samson.
When he first came to us,
he had already fallen in with some bad people.
He was a tough case. I couldn't even get through to him.
But Daniel...
he saw a sweetness in him.
A sort of, uh, thoughtfulness.
Daniel could see the good in just about anybody.
Well, one day...
I caught the kid with drugs here at the center.
So, what happened, did you kick him out?
Nope.
Daniel made it his personal mission to make sure
he got through to Samson.
So, with Daniel's help, he turned things around?
Oh, yeah. 180 degrees.
Before long, Samson was mentoring other kids
here at the center.
Daniel saved that kid's life.
Do you know where he is now?
No idea.
He came by here looking for Daniel the day after he got killed.
I had to deliver the news to him.
I'm sure that was difficult.
Yeah.
How did he take it?
Like every other kid I had to tell.
Devastated.
He'd become a fixture around here.
A real dedicated mentor.
So... a couple of days later,
I wondered where he went.
Did you reach out to him?
Well, I end up talking to his mother.
And she said Samson was
so broken up about Daniel's death that, um,
he didn't wanna come back here.
I thought that was kinda odd.
So, I called again the next day.
And that's when she said he was gone.
Do you know where he went?
Well, his mother said that she sent him outta town to live with his aunt.
And then she told me never to call again.
I remember her being very terse about it.
Did that strike you as suspicious at the time?
Yes and no.
Daniel was a flame,
who burned bright for a whole lotta people.
With that extinguished?
Even I wanted to run away.
No, trust me, I did too.
And I did, in a lotta ways.
You don't think he had anything to do with Daniel's death, do you?
I don't know.
I hope not.
There's one more thing.
Do you remember a kid named Tyson?
Yes.
Did Tyson and Samson know each other?
No. Tyson's older.
They never would've crossed paths.
All right.
Well, I appreciate you taking the time to talk to me,
and I know you didn't have to.
- Thank you. - Anything for Daniel.
You're welcome.
Detective.
Yeah.
I once asked Daniel
why he stuck it out with the difficult cases.
He said because life wasn't easy.
But anything could be accomplished
with a little tough love and a lotta hard work.
That sounds like Daniel.
He said he learned that from you.
I still can't find anything on Samson Ramos.
It's... it's like he just disappeared.
Okay, this is what we know.
Daniel was killed right here
in the alley behind Mill Street,
and his body was moved to the jogging path
across town, to make it look like a mugging near his house.
Okay, so Tyson lied about seeing Daniel, twice.
The second time, after talking to Ellis,
he went straight to the Granville.
Where he was let in by Elena Ramos,
owner and operator.
Whose son Samson was mentored by Daniel
and disappeared days after Daniel's murder.
We're good at this.
Yeah, we should start our own police department.
No, there's no money in it.
If I could just talk to Samson, he could tell us what happened.
Well, I just found him.
What? How?
Well, I wasn't getting anywhere using the name Samson Ramos.
But of course, he's not gonna use his real name
if he's in hiding.
So, I tried his mother's maiden name.
And voila.
He's in his first year at college out east.
Someone moves away and changes their name,
they don't wanna be found.
But why wouldn't Samson wanna be found?
What does he know? What did he see?
Well, his mom sent him away right after Daniel's murder,
so that couldn't have been a coincidence.
- No. - Maybe he's guilty of something.
Or he saw something and he's scared.
I need to talk to him.
Now that I know who he is...
I can get you his number pronto.
No, it's gotta be face to face.
If I call him, he'll just hang up on me.
The woman at the center was very clear.
Him and Daniel were really close.
Okay, Ricky will get you a flight,
and we'll figure out what's really going on
inside that club.
I'm gonna need a new outfit.
- On it. - No.
Hey! You may be a good detective.
But wardrobe...
that's my department.
Yeah.
You guys have done enough already, and I appreciate it, okay?
But Daniel was my brother.
I'm willing to take this risk, but I can't ask you guys to do the same.
When's he gonna get it?
I don't know.
Look, Daniel was your family.
But you're our family now.
Ride or die, amigo.
Can't shake us now, babe.
We're in this till the end.
I don't know what to say.
Say you'll pay for her new outfit.
Because I can guarantee you it will not be cheap.
Oh, yeah, it definitely won't.
- Nuh-uh. - No.
All right. What are you thinking?
How are you gonna infiltrate the club?
The less you know, the better.
No, I'm serious, Max.
What's going on?
Shh is not a plan.
Shh! Shh!
Don't worry.
I got a plan.
Hello, this is Carmen.
Carmen.
This is Duke Calloway.
I'm a talent scout from down near Jackson.
I had the pleasure of being introduced to your
musical stylings by a friend who gave me your demo.
Oh, my.
And which friend might that be?
A good one.
Now, let me tell you, when I listened to your demo,
I was shocked.
Shocked, I'll tell ya.
Why?
I could not believe the velvety, luscious,
smooth voice I was listening to
came from someone singing down in that dusty old Granville.
Why, thank you.
Music is my life, but it sure doesn't pay the bills.
Oh, sounds like you're in need of an opportunity.
And if you listen,
I believe you'll hear one knocking right about now.
Okay.
I shared your demo with a colleague of mine
who works in the cruise ship business,
and she's prepared to offer you a one-year contract
to perform in one of her Caribbean Festival cruise ships.
And let me guess,
you're going to ask me for a cut?
No, not at all.
I'll have my friend send your agent,
I believe her name is Anna Silvers,
the paperwork.
And I get a cut of their cut.
You spoke to my agent.
Now the cruise leaves tomorrow from Miami,
which means you'll need to be on a flight tonight.
Tonight? I have a show. I can't just leave.
Oh, it's a tough call.
I understand.
But let me tell you this.
I believe there are moments in life that define a person.
Forks in the road that change the course of our lives.
And, Carmen, this is one of those moments.
Turn around.
Miss Carmen. Shall I take you home to pack?
Damn.
What's up, Elena?
A headliner just canceled and we have a full house tonight.
In a jam, doll?
Saleena LaFleur.
A little birdie told me you're behind the eight ball,
and here I am, a canary without a cage.
I have no idea what you just said,
but I do need a singer.
Now.
Where can I change?
? I don't care if Monday's blue. ?
? Tuesday's gray, and Wednesday too. ?
? Thursday, I don't care about you. ?
? It's Friday, I'm in love. ?
? Monday, you can fall apart. ?
? Tuesday, Wednesday, break my heart. ?
? Thursday doesn't even start. ?
? It's Friday, I'm in love. ?
? Saturday wait. ?
? And Sunday always comes too late. ?
? But Friday never hesitate. ?
? I don't care if Monday's black. ?
? Tuesday, Wednesday, heart attack. ?
? Thursday never looking back. ?
? It's Friday, I'm in love. ?
? Saturday wait. ?
? And Sunday always comes too late. ?
? But Friday never hesitate. ?
? I don't care if Monday's blue. ?
? Tuesday's gray, and Wednesday too. ?
? Thursday, I don't care about you. ?
? It's Friday, I'm in love. ?
Shall I say it or do you wanna have the pleasure?
Saleena LaFleur, you're hired.
I worked on my set list. You wanna take a look?
No Sinatra. Makes Carmine Lugosa emotional.
Brings down the whole bar.
Well, how will I know who Carmine is?
He's a big guy. Really bad ties.
You can't miss him.
Elena, uh, Lock's here. He just parked outside.
Damn it.
Who's Lock?
None of your business.
Elena.
I'm guessing that's Lock?
Stay away from him.
Okay. Okay.
So... who's he?
Word of advice, the key to working here
is you don't see nothing, you don't hear nothing.
Hey.
Who is that guy?
That's Roman Lock.
He's one of the biggest crime bosses in the city.
No arrests.
I saw Elena hand him an envelope full of cash.
My guess, it's protection money.
Sounds right.
Doing some digging and this is one bad dude.
Drugs, extortion, gambling.
And he doesn't play nice with people who cross him.
Murder?
That's definitely in his bag of tricks.
Wait, how are you looking all this up right now?
Aren't you driving?
He's not the one behind the wheel.
Dad, you just got out of prison!
You don't even have a license!
Actually, I have nine.
How's the gig going, sweetie?
Well, I'm singing for likely murderers.
But... other than that, it's great.
My set list is coming along nicely.
Yeah, well, the other singer's definitely living
her best cruise ship life.
She sent me a selfie from the buffet.
Wait, that job was real?
Of course it was.
I am deeply connected in the cruise ship world.
Besides, what do we always say?
The best cons are the ones where everybody wins.
I know.
Where are you guys going?
To check out Tyson's place.
We know he's lying to us.
With Ellis away and you at the club,
we wanted to make sure this trail didn't go cold.
Yeah, maybe something will show up that'll give us
an idea of how Tyson's connected.
Wait, does Ellis know about this?
Not strictly.
No, but he should know.
When you want paperwork done,
you call your boring cop friends.
When you want some breaking and entering done,
you call us.
Well, I can't argue with that logic.
Just be careful, okay?
Hi.
- Samson? - Yeah.
Cole Ellis.
Daniel's brother.
Yeah.
Yeah, he talked about you all the time.
The hero brother who puts bad guys away.
Yeah, well, I'm...
I'm here because there's some more bad guys that need to be put away.
Specifically the ones that killed Daniel.
What does that have to do with me?
I think you know something about his case and you're afraid to talk.
I'm sorry you came all this way, man. I don't know what you're talking about.
Look, Samson, he was my brother. Okay?
Just hear me out, please.
Look, you think I don't know how crazy it is to come all this way?
Asking someone for help who I don't even know.
Because I do.
Okay, but that's what I'm doing.
Daniel spent his whole life
helping people that everybody else gave up on.
People like you, Samson.
And I'm just...
I'm just asking those people not to give up on him.
Look, I already told you.
I don't know anything.
Find someone else to help you, please.
Samson, just... just wait, okay?
Enough, man! Leave me alone.
Just take this, okay?
I know you got more to say, and I know you're scared.
But if you change your mind, call me.
Let me guess, Carmine?
I'll lay off the Sinatra.
_
Hey, what a great surprise. But shouldn't you be studying?
Hey, hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down.
Are you okay?
Samson.
You have nothing to worry about.
They're just tying up loose ends, that's it.
They already caught the guy who did it.
What do we say?
You didn't see anything.
You don't know anything.
You weren't there.
- Exactly. - _
I know. Okay.
I love you too, buttercup.
I'm gonna call you later, okay?
Okay.
You okay?
I pay you to sing.
Not to be nosy.
Look, I don't mean to pry.
I can just tell when people are upset.
And a boss bitch like you?
I'm sure people forget to ask you how you're doing.
I'm fine. It's, um...
It's just my kid.
I didn't know you were a mom.
What's their name?
His name is Samson.
Do you have any pictures?
Yes.
He has kind eyes.
Just like you.
So, what's wrong?
I, uh...
I sent him to go and live with his aunt a few years ago to
stay outta trouble at home.
But then something just happened over there.
It's just really hard to have your baby so far away.
And you can't get him to come back?
It's not that simple.
Well, it sounds like you're doing what's best for him.
That's what a good mom does.
But I know it's easier said than done
when you're that far apart.
I lost my mom when I was a teenager.
And there's nothing I wouldn't give to have one more hour with her.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Yeah.
You just... learn to live with it, you know.
It's not like you can change it.
Elena?
Duty calls.
Yeah.
_
I'm ready to talk.
I wanted to tell the truth about what had happened.
I really did.
But my mom said no.
She said it was too dangerous.
Samson, I'm gonna protect you and your mom, okay?
No matter what it takes, I promise you'll be safe.
Now tell me what you wanted to say.
I'm the reason your brother is dead.
Still got it.
Come on.
Let's get going.
There's no telling when Tyson might be returning home.
Wow, for a low-level criminal, Tyson's living pretty large.
Well, he's been couch surfing. This is his friend's place.
Look for anything that might give us an idea
why Tyson lied about being with Daniel the night of his murder.
Oh, God.
What is it?
Judging by the contents of this fridge, the guy's a vegan.
Leave the fridge alone!
After two years of prison food, I can't help myself!
But you could lock me up for the rest of my life
and I still wouldn't eat tofu balls and cashew cream.
George, focus!
What now, a party?
Hey.
What are you doing here?
I just finished talking with the kid.
He's terrified, but he's telling the truth.
What'd he say?
Samson was there. He heard everything.
Roman Lock sent a hit on Daniel.
He's the reason my brother's dead.
And now we need to find him.
Well, not a problem.
I'm looking at him right now.
What?
Max, stay away from him, he's dangerous. All right?
Samson just agreed to testify, and I'm bringing him home.
We're gonna end this. Now.
Okay, just get home fast, Ellis.
All right.
You're a damn cop.
And you're gonna die.
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