Previously on Power...
Despite still grieving Raina's tragic death,
her parents, James and Tasha St. Patrick,
are here with us.
You ambushed us to go on camera.
That was fucking low, Rashad.
Blanca Rodriguez.
I'm working the Detective Raymond Jones case.
I saw you leaving Jones' flop last night.
It wasn't a Jimenez hitter
that murdered Celeste and left the gold gun
at the Toros pad.
It was Diego Jimenez himself.
Yo, Dre want that Toro dead.
Why you trippin'?
You're not getting the goddamn point.
When I tell you to do something,
you do the shit my way.
Broc? Yo, what the fuck, man?
Can I trust you to do what needs to be done here?
Thomas Patrick Teresi.
He gave me his name?
He wanted to take you from me, Tommy.
But you're mine.
Stay the fuck away from me, Ma.
Connie, you listen to me.
You've given me everything that any man could ever want.
Sometimes I follow Jeff,
the guy who killed our son,
to Gavin's liquor on 23rd.
It is only a matter of time
before he kills another kid.
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Hello.
Good morning, Mr. St. Patrick.
This is the front desk.
There's an NYPD detective here to see you.
Send him up.
Yes, sir.
Who was that on the phone?
The police.
Do you know what it's about?
No idea, Tash.
Detective Leary.
- Morning. - Good morning.
Has something happened?
Setting up the public tip line
was the right move.
I was kind of hoping I could talk to, Tariq.
Sure, yeah...
Tariq, would you come down here, please?
He's just getting ready for school.
Yeah.
Tariq, you remember Detective Leary?
- How you doing, son? - I'm good.
We've had a tip in your sister's case.
Now, the night Raina was killed,
someone said they saw you running out of the building,
and your sister followed you.
Now, that's different from your statement
where you said you went out after your sister.
I was just hoping you could clear that up for me.
Go ahead, he's here to help us.
Well, I mean, I guess I did go outside, but...
I came back in.
Maybe whoever saw me go out didn't see me come back in.
Can you tell me why you went outside the first time?
I... I really don't remember.
You know, we have to get ready to go, Detective.
So if that's all...?
Yeah, for now.
Tariq, don't worry. We're gonna solve this.
I'll see him out.
Have a good day, son.
- Bye, Tash. - Bye.
Good-bye, Detective.
You hang in there.
'Riq, I need you to tell me the truth.
Were you out there when Ray Ray killed Raina?
I promise I wasn't out there, I swear.
All right. All right.
Go ahead.
Yo, K, let me ask you something.
Did 'Riq tell you how he knew Ray Ray was looking for him?
You know, when he hit you.
Nah, he just said he was looking for him.
Damn. And he ain't hit you since?
I ain't supposed to be talking to the little nigga, remember?
Yo, what's up with all these questions?
Cop came by this morning.
Yeah?
Yeah, we got tricked into doing a press conference
about Raina's murder.
- I got a question for you. - Yeah.
Why you can't stay off the fucking TV?
I mean, you do understand the concept
of being a criminal, right, Ghost?
Come on, Tommy, I'm just trying to build something
for my daughter, man.
Something to honor her.
Okay.
What about the situation? It's under control?
Yeah.
Body's gone. Gun's gone.
It's done.
Good, it's done.
I'm investigating the death of a Detective Raymond Jones.
I discovered he accessed Tariq St. Patrick's
witness statement regarding his sister's death.
I didn't know Detective Jones accessed my case,
but he has come up in my investigation.
How's that?
Apparently, Detective Jones
visited Tariq St. Patrick in school.
But the kid cut school that day,
so he talked to his sister instead.
So my dead cop
talked to your dead girl days before they were both killed?
The headmistress also told me
that a federal prosecutor by the name of...
Angela Valdes came by the school
the day after the girl was shot,
asking about Jones.
Why would a fed be interested in this case?
I don't know.
But I'll find out.
This is Diego Jimenez.
We're not sure who the woman is.
NYPD thought that because they were carrying a child,
they were residents in the building.
Turns out they stole the baby from the crime scene.
Now, between the surveillance footage,
the match of the gold gun to the murder,
plus the Jimenez calling card...
Angela, wait a minute...
We have a rock-solid arrest warrant.
I can convict Diego within six months.
You're moving too fast.
The Jimenez were Lobos' only rival,
and their organization has become massive without him.
Taking out just one of the brothers won't do anything
to slow their momentum.
- This is a bird in the hand. - I get it.
You have a history to rewrite.
Don't fumble on the first play.
I have another meeting.
We'll reconvene on this later.
Tameika, arresting the Jimenez
should be this office's top priority.
Killing the Jimenez should be our top priority.
No, I'd rather shoot Dre in his face.
We can't just keep following Dre around
and expect him not to catch on.
I got a better idea. You know his nigga, 2-Bit?
- Yeah. - No.
Him and Dre beefing.
Got into a little scrap the other day.
How you know, K?
I been watching Dre moves.
I thought we were supposed to be working together on this.
I'm sharing with the goddamn class, ain't I?
I think I can turn that 2-Bit motherfucker.
At least get him to tell me
when Dre gonna meet with the Jimenez.
Unless Dre already told him what's up.
And he shoots you in the face
and gets a goddamn attaboy from Dre.
Ain't no small-time motherfucker like that
gonna get the drop on me.
You forget who you talking to.
- Okay. - I'm good.
All right.
K, you let me know when you know, a'ight?
- A'ight. - I gotta wrap.
Yo, no, Ghost, hold up.
- Let me holler at you. - What up?
I gotta clean my money for Jason.
I was wondering if we could go back to do it
like we did in the old days, just for a little while.
I could run that money through the club?
Tommy, that's no bueno, man.
- But... - I gotta stay squeaky clean.
I can't be involved in no shit like that.
- Tommy, come on. - But, like...
I gotta go meet with an investor
about Raina's building.
We'll rap later. Hey, lay in.
A'ight.
- Thanks for the food. - Yeah, peace.
- Later, K. - All right.
You know, after Dre dead,
he ain't got no skin in the game.
Tell me something I don't know.
Then let me in on that product.
I'll help you move it fast so you can pay Jason.
Take some weight off your hand today.
I'm doing all right selling through the Italians.
What, you think I ain't?
No offense, K, but if I do bring you in on this,
you gonna have to pay up front,
just like everybody else.
Make sure the flowers is covering all that yay'.
Careful with them thorns, bro,
you're gonna open up one of them packs, man.
Yo, pass me a light, bro.
What's up?
Come on, man, let's hurry up. Let's get this done.
You see me working.
Tú todo lo que tienes es tiempo.
Yo, what the fuck are they saying, man?
Need subtitles and shit.
Diego.
Hey, man, you didn't tell me you was gonna be here.
You should know by now, I don't like to announce myself.
What's up, Dre?
Why you brought us all here together, man?
Well, I gathered you here because when there's change
I need things to be crystal fucking clear.
A'ight, if you didn't know, that's Arturo.
He got revenge for his cousin Uriel's death, man.
Uriel was a good man.
He was a good soldier.
Arturo's one of us now.
You mean little man took out Lorenzo all by himself?
I murdered that traitor Lorenzo.
Y'all need something now, you come to me.
Shit, man.
I've heard
that there are some supporters who
challenge your accusation
that Lorenzo killed Uriel.
They question whether you were justified to murder him.
Well, if there's a dispute,
then it'll get dealt with quick and effectively.
You see,
we run a tight ship around here, Diego,
so it's all good, man.
Arturo.
Some motherfuckers still running their mouth.
Lorenzo's fools.
We fixin' to light 'em up.
I think I'd like to see this thing firsthand.
See how you handle disloyalty.
Come on down to the spot then.
- I show you how we do it. - Let's go.
Diego, let me talk to you real quick.
You think that's the best idea?
It's already tough enough
putting these face-to-face meetings together.
If law enforcement sees us running together...
No, no, no.
You think I give a fuck about that?
No.
- Seguro. - Ahí te llego al piso.
Gracias. Dale.
Cristobal. Todo bien.
Hasta mañana.
- Claro, está bien. - Vamos.
I don't get it.
Dre took our shit 'cause you shot that Lorenzo motherfucker,
but then let this nigga take the credit for it?
You see that bullshit?
Yeah, I see that shit.
As you can see, residential units
are on the upper floor, which on the western side
have unobstructed views of the Manhattan skyline.
It's really a thing of beauty. Really, really is...
And then in addition to the sports center
for the children, we've set it up
where we have retail spaces on the ground level.
We wanna make sure that children have room to play
and also jobs for the community.
I didn't realize it was zoned for retail.
It's not.
But we're looking into it.
Yes.
We are certainly looking into it.
Okay.
And how much do you need to fill the remainder?
About $12 million.
Rashad.
Take a girl to dinner first.
Well, Linda, we have
so many investors that are interested in meeting with us,
but we wanted to make sure that you
got the first bite of the apple.
Well, guys, this sounds like a wonderful little project,
and as a memorial to
your daughter, James, that's really nice.
- Thank you. - But it's not for me.
Hang on a second, Linda. You haven't heard us through...
No, actually, I have heard enough.
Gentlemen, thank you.
And I wish you luck.
Thank you for the time, Linda.
Thank you, Linda.
James.
What was that?
We never discussed retail.
Come on, Rashad, give me a break.
She was into it until you shut it down.
Besides, there'll be other investors.
Linda was worth six investors.
Look, if you want her to break open her checkbook,
you gotta be on board with me.
Follow my lead.
- On board with you? - Yes.
While you sit here and run your mouth about residences
and views and shit.
This is my vision, Rashad.
The only reason you're in my vision
is because you know I know how to make something great.
Come on, man.
I know you understand
how to run a successful club,
and it's beautiful.
But this is a completely different game, my brother.
Listen, we're in this together.
You and I, we are a team.
And...
as your partner, with all due respect,
I think you need to take some time off.
Yeah, I can handle the private investors.
And I'll be sure that Raina gets honored.
With all due respect,
it's my project, it's my daughter.
I'll get it done. You can see yourself out.
Teresi. Thanks for meeting us.
The fuck do you want?
- Your lawyer moved to have your sentence commuted.
We'd be happy to let you out, really, but...
not without something in return.
You didn't tell him, did you?
The only reason I'm in here is
that I'm not a fucking snitch piece of shit.
You can hold on to your Cosa Nostra bullshit all you want.
But we're here to give you a chance to see Connie.
Before she's gone.
We're very interested in what you can tell us about
a man you've been talking to recently.
I've been locked up.
I ain't talked to anybody recently.
Thomas Patrick Egan?
Or... or, should I say,
Thomas Patrick Teresi?
Yeah, you know, as far as we knew,
Thomas Egan was raised by a single mom out in Queens.
No father to speak of.
Now, all of a sudden,
he's visiting Daddy Dearest in jail.
We're thinking he might tell you things about his business,
about his friend James St. Patrick, maybe.
This is fucking hilarious.
What's so funny?
What, you can't be that close to him.
No, it's not that.
It's that the two of you think you came up with this
all by yourselves.
I've been laying this track
ever since I heard about Tommy Egan.
You know, getting close to him, getting to know him.
And you guys wouldn't bite.
I finally had to get my lawyer
to file one of those "comm" things, the...
- Commutation. - Yeah.
You get us to make you a deal.
Smart.
Do you think Egan suspects anything?
He thinks that I wanna get close to the son I never knew.
So the day he died,
it turns out Detective Jones
looked at a witness statement from,
Tariq St. Patrick
about the death of his sister, Raina.
And?
Well, it seems you accessed this same witness statement.
What's the connection?
That'd be a coincidence, not a connection.
He's a detective and likely investigating something.
For me, the interest was personal.
I knew Raina.
But you went to his flop.
And before that, his house.
I mean, didn't you?
I... I know you mentioned before
that you never spoke with him directly.
But you did go to his house, right?
As I told you before,
I'm conducting an investigation.
It's not that I won't answer your questions, Sergeant,
it's that I can't.
But could you tell me
how Raymond Jones and Raina are connected?
I've gotta get to work now.
So should you.
Could you get the door?
Okay.
Would anyone like to start us off?
The other night, it seems,
a prayer was answered.
The man...
the drunk
who killed our son, he...
he was stabbed to death.
You know, I thought this
would make me feel better.
But it doesn't change anything.
It do...
It...
The police, they suspect me.
Obviously, I mean,
if anyone wanted him dead,
I did.
This doesn't bring Luke back.
Nothing will.
Nothing's gonna bring my baby...
Baby.
But I didn't think she was gonna be a problem.
But she's made a connection
between Raymond Jones and Raina.
Tasha.
- I'm sorry.
Sorry, what... what were you saying?
What's wrong?
It's nothing.
So, okay,
so you were saying this woman,
she made a connection between Ray Ray and Raina?
What did you say to her?
That I was conducting a federal investigation,
and as local NYPD she needed to leave it alone.
Do you think she will?
No.
But I can stop it.
Obstruction of justice, round two.
I'm supposed to be this great prosecutor and
here I am colluding with you to cover up a fucking murder.
I just came from church, so...
Here we are.
If I can't stop this woman,
we may need to talk to Jamie,
and bring him into the loop.
No. Stop her, please.
Ghost can only make things worse.
Shit.
K, what up, nigga?
What up, man?
- Where the fuck you been? - What's up, man?
In and out of town, you know me.
You still running for Dre?
Yeah, you gonna see him?
He ain't tell you about me and him?
What happened between y'all?
You remember Broc, right?
Last I heard, he caught a body.
He had to leave town.
Remember the night Broc was mouthing off to Tommy and shit,
getting all disrespectful?
Dre went and beat the boy half to death.
- Come on, man. - Cut his tongue out. Shot him in the head.
The fuck?
Take you, show you where
the body at right now if you want.
But you know where he be hiding his shit.
He lying to you about Broc, man.
Damn, man, I think he treating you
like you the police or some shit.
Thought he was fucking with you, right?
Dre took away my gambling shit
to check me like I'm his goddamn kid.
Word? Who'd he give it to?
Cristobal, head of the Tainos.
His new best fucking friend.
I think the new connect like Cristobal
more than he like Dre.
everybody like everybody
more than they like Dre.
And fast.
Let me get one of them.
You a crazy motherfucker.
So what's up with the gambling shit?
Listen, I only got a minute.
I just heard from my lawyer.
There's something happening with my case.
I think I might see daylight soon.
How is he gonna do that?
Something to do with a crooked prosecutor.
I don't know, but I think they're throwing out
all of his cases.
Hey, I'm too old to worry about the details.
I just can't wait to make up for lost time with you, son.
- All right. - Talk later.
You know that couple
who lost their son to a drunk driver?
The drunk driver was killed the other night.
Well, they can rest easier knowing he's dead.
Did you know about this already?
Ghost, please tell me you didn't have anything
to do with this.
I didn't have anything to do with it.
What is wrong with you?
You can't kill Dre,
and for some fucking reason
you refuse to kill Kanan.
And now you're a vigilante?
They don't feel better that he's dead.
Just like we don't feel better that Ray Ray is dead.
Trust me, they will feel better.
That motherfucker can't hurt anyone again, all right?
Do you?
Do you feel better?
You can put a hundred bodies in the ground, Ghost,
and not one of them is gonna bring her back.
I had to do it.
I had to make one thing right, Tasha, okay?
Come on, Tasha.
He's a goddamn drunk driver.
He's gonna fucking kill another kid.
Nobody will miss him.
You don't get to make that fucking call.
I've been making that call since you known me.
The next time you feel you need
to kill somebody so damn bad,
why don't you kill Kanan instead?
Let's get this over with.
What do you know about them?
This is Diego Jimenez,
the Chihuahua of the Jimenez clan.
Been raised in the States since his mom moved to San Diego.
And the woman?
Maybe a wife, a girlfriend?
I know she goes by the name Alicia.
I'm looking to connect him
with his brother who we think stays across the border
and build a RICO case.
Do you have any idea as to his identity
or are you familiar with any of the other players?
I mean, the rest of them down there stay pretty low-profile.
They're ruthless, but they're also survivors.
I can hook you up with Mexico's AUSA equivalent on the case.
You wanna work with me on this?
If it means we get the bad guys, sure.
No, one last thing.
You're not fucking Diego Jimenez by any chance?
If I were, I wouldn't need you.
I just had to check.
- Tommy. - Hey, 'Keisha.
Come in.
What's up?
Yo, you got anything to drink?
You can't stay that long.
Why not?
'Cause I got a friend coming over.
What, some guy?
That's none of your business.
Well,
I got something I wanna talk to you about.
Can we sit down somewhere?
Please?
Sit down.
So what's up?
My dad is getting out of prison.
I thought you said he was in there for life.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
I don't trust it.
And now he wants to hang out and everything,
like we're gonna play catch or some shit.
And the thing is,
I just found out he existed, you know?
But he known about me my whole life.
So it's like, why now?
Does he want some shit from me or something?
I don't know, Tommy.
I mean,
he's old, right?
Yeah.
So he might be trying to make right by his mistakes.
I'm not saying you shouldn't be suspicious,
but if it was me, I wouldn't say no.
Some mistakes are made to be forgiven.
You really believe that?
'Cause I made a big mistake with you, 'Keisha.
I did too, with you.
Ooh.
So you really came over here to talk about your dad?
Or are you just trying to get back in?
- For real? - I'm asking.
It ain't even like that.
I don't know what to do about my dad.
And I sure as hell don't know what to do about you.
What, you gonna hate me forever?
- I don't hate you. - No?
Look, maybe your dad had his reasons why he stayed away.
Yeah.
Maybe he did.
If you really don't trust it,
is there any way you can find out if it's real?
Like, do you know anyone that knows him?
Anyone that knows his situation?
You know what? I think I might know somebody.
See, you're smart.
Thanks, 'Keish.
You're welcome.
Bye, Tommy.
Okay.
Bye, 'Keisha.
Tommy ain't home?
No, he's not.
Sorry about Raina.
You should be sorry about Tariq.
If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have been messing
with Ray Ray in the first place.
He'd still be a good kid.
And Raina would still be alive.
I think you're forgetting I saved Tariq's life,
twice now.
If you didn't bring him into the life,
you wouldn't have had to.
You don't get no motherfucking points for
cleaning up a mess you made.
You picked a drug dealer for his father, Tasha.
You brought the boy into this life
before the little nigga was born.
You still look good, though.
Get the f...
I bet you like to fight back.
Yeah, you like that.
If you fuck with me,
you better kill me, nigga.
'Cause I swear to God,
you best believe I will get you back.
I believe you.
What's up, y'all?
I'm just chopping it up about old times.
Fuck you, Kanan.
And fuck you too, for bringing him into our lives.
I'm your family, not him.
What the fuck did you just say to her?
Nothing, she's just trippin'.
Stay here.
Tasha.
What'd you do, run down the stairs?
I've had to catch women leaving here before.
What the fuck happened up there?
I don't wanna talk about it.
I just don't want him around.
He serves a purpose, T.
Look, I know how you feel about him,
but once this Dre shit is over,
so will this little reunion with K.
What'd you come here for?
Ghost killed somebody the other night.
Yeah?
Who?
A drunk driver killed a kid.
The parents told the story in our grief group.
No one's gonna miss the guy.
That's not the fucking point, Tommy.
Ghost is acting reckless.
And if he gets caught,
it could fuck up our whole shit.
So, please, keep an eye on him.
Yeah, yeah, okay, I'll keep an eye.
- I will. - Thank you.
You're welcome. And Tasha,
I hear you about Kanan.
It won't be too long.
It better not be.
Or I'll do something about him myself.
These men all remained loyal to Lorenzo,
even after he conspired to kill my cousin Uriel!
Far as I'm concerned, these bitch-ass niggas
deserve to die right alongside him.
Yeah.
The look in a man's face when he knows
he's made the wrong choice.
Fear. Regret.
Arturo, how did you know?
I always assumed Lorenzo would
do better at planning a coup.
Lorenzo would run his mouth, so that's how word got out.
Why do you insist on answering a question
that isn't addressed to you?
- No, I'm just... - Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.
What Dre said is right.
Motherfucker was talking shit.
Maybe we should ask him. See what he has to say.
Nah.
Go ahead, do it.
Now?
Yeah.
Fuck you.
You know,
the state of your business is very volatile right now.
I think you need a strong hand to help you.
I'm handling it just fine.
And what about when the Toros revolt again?
Whose army will you use to keep them in check?
- No. Cristobal is gonna be your number two.
And you're gonna watch your step.
You know, I don't know how it is that you made
my sister's pussy so wet, but you don't make my dick hard.
I have no interest in your sister beyond business, Diego.
I know.
But keep your fucking eyes to yourself.
Or I'll rip 'em from your head.
And I'll choke you with them.
All right.
I'll get back to you.
Okay.
I'm so sorry.
It's... it's okay.
- Let me help you with these. - I... I got it.
I...
You're Angela Valdes.
Right?
You're the new Head of Criminal here at the Eastern District?
I'm sorry.
Agent Juan Julio Medina, he spoke about you
when I met with his division a few days ago.
He was actually just here,
helping me with a case.
That makes you... DEA?
Yeah.
Steve Tampio.
D.C. office.
Not bad.
I'm sure Mom's proud.
What does the Director of Public Enrichment do exactly?
I'm just the shadowy figure that lurks in the background.
Do you wanna have dinner, AUSA Valdes?
8:00?
Listen, do you know anybody that can launder money?
Don't... don't ask me shit like that, okay?
I'm just saying.
You got a guy for a lot of things.
You know I'm not supposed to be seen anywhere near you.
Th... the bar committee hasn't even rendered a decision.
Oh, my God.
This fucking bar committee shit.
When you gonna realize there's a million ways
for you to make money if you can't be a lawyer no more?
Legal ways?
I didn't say all that now.
I looked into Teresi like you asked.
Okay.
Everything seems to check out.
Him getting out looks legit.
All right.
So he ain't a snitch or nothing?
Not as far as I could see.
He's a made man.
If he was talking to the feds, they would have him in WITSEC...
- Yeah. - Long before he could catch two to the base of his skull.
- You know? - I know, no.
You right. You right.
Look, if you suspect anything, let me know.
In the meantime,
we should stay far out of touch.
So could you try
not to call when you need stuff?
I'm serious.
Hey, yo, Dre.
It's about 300 grand tonight.
I got it with me.
I'll see you in the morning.
Give me the keys or
I'll shoot you right in your fucking head.
Easy.
Take it easy. You don't wanna do this.
You're making a big mistake. You know who the fuck I am?
You think I give a fuck?
I said give me the keys, and your phone.
That mask's not gonna stop me from finding out who you are.
Keep playing with me, bitch.
So, James,
what do you have
that's gonna make me change my mind.
The Queens Child Project...
It's not only personal to me
because I wanna erect a monument
to my daughter Raina...
But also because
I grew up in that community.
I was one of the lucky ones that made it out.
But I saw a lot of violence.
I tried to protect my kids from it, and I failed.
And you really think you're gonna
change the whole area around?
I mean, the project is just one building.
Well, if I were you, I would start buying buildings
in the surrounding area, Linda, fast as I can.
I just need an anchor to make a difference.
You're so confident.
I know what I'm capable of.
Why don't we,
continue this conversation upstairs?
Okay.
And, James?
Bring the bottle.
The job's ruined a few of my relationships.
Being a boss means having more enemies than friends at work.
So what's your first win gonna be, boss?
I can't say much,
but I got a lead on the Jimenez cartel.
The Jimenez?
Fuck, good for you.
Been trying to nail those guys for years.
Let me buy you a drink
in my hotel.
Thanks.
But I've got an early day tomorrow.
Well, if you, change your mind,
I'll be in town just for one more night.
Do I need to explain anything to her?
No, that's exactly the point.
Her investigation's gone too far.
Shut it down.
You need to get that?
No.
So I'd like this to happen right away.
Got it.
- So I let Tommy think I had a man coming over, right?
But it was just TeNaya bringing samples from the shop.
But he didn't know that.
'Keisha, you ain't changed since the eighth grade.
I am not gonna go back there again.
Nah. I can't.
So why you let him in?
'Cause you know, if you let him in now,
you're gonna be letting him in later.
No, I'm not.
He tried to kiss me and I stopped him.
All right, well, just be careful.
Because Tommy is not himself lately.
I mean, I guess none of us are.
How's 'Riq doing?
Honestly, I don't know.
I don't know who he is now.
I... I just still feel like
he isn't telling me everything that happened, you know?
I mean, I don't know how he got that way.
I do.
Tasha, you've been lying to them kids they whole life.
They don't even know who you are.
What you expect?
They can't learn what they don't see.
Tash.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, that was harsh.
No.
You're right.
It's the truth.
All I'm saying is,
if you want things to be different,
then you gotta make 'em different.
Tommy.
Ma, what the fuck are you doing here?
Oh, my Lord.
So much sadness.
Poor Rhonda. I can't believe what happened.
- Rhonda? - Jamie's daughter.
I made them this casserole, because, you know,
people like to eat when they're grieving.
When's the funeral?
- Well, Ma, Raina's funeral was a few days ago.-.
And I... I haven't talked to you since before that.
- Really? Has it been that long? - Yeah.
- Yeah, about that long. Gosh, I must be losing my mind.
Hey, honey.
My supply is a little low.
Do you think you could help me out?
Is that what this is about? I fuckin' should've known!
Why are you so pissed at me?
Have you actually lost your mind?
Can I finally put you in a home?
Is this about the birth certificate?
You're still seeing that shithead, Teresi?
He's getting an early release.
What's he asking you for?
Nothin', Ma. He ain't asking me for nothin'.
He ain't asking you for nothing yet.
He's the devil, Tommy.
He's gonna use you.
Just like you use me?
For coke?
My son is smarter than this.
Just you wait.
I'll be right.
Love you.
Yo, Dre, I called you.
Cristobal got hit outside the Blind Pig.
He already told me, man.
You fucked up when you gave him that shit, Dre.
If it was me and Spanky, only way them motherfuckers
would've left was in body bags.
Look, man, we'll talk about this later.
I got other shit I gotta handle.
All right, listen up.
We got some changes I need to make official.
I'm focused on our international network.
So here at home,
Cristobal is officially my number two.
He's running shit.
So if you need anything,
come to him first.
Listen, we got hit last night.
So as a precaution, we gonna switch up the drops.
You got a question for Dre,
you come and see me first.
Man...
How old are you, man?
Yo, man, you got a fucking problem with me?
I'm not gonna report to you
like some motherfucking vice principal, you feel me, man?
It's my call.
If you don't like it, you can get the fuck out.
Do you feel me?
I really don't give a fuck, all right?
So we good?
Yeah, we're good.
Good.
We good.
All right.
What's going on?
I'm Agent Jerry Donovan, FBI.
We'd like your assistance in gathering all the files
associated with the Raymond Jones murder.
I have a court order stating that your investigation
is now under our jurisdiction.
Bullshit. Let me see that order.
Angela Valdes?
I should've fuckin' known.
Your boss is covering her ass, you know.
She's involved.
You have proof of that?
No.
Then just stay out of our way.
This is all we have from Mexico.
Okay.
We've known this one for a while,
Diego Jimenez.
What we don't know is
who the fuck are all these men,
and are any of them related to Diego?
Well, these two might be his bodyguards,
'cause we see them everywhere.
Except when they're following her, Alicia.
Do you think she's some kind of,
I don't know, spokesperson for the cartel
when Diego can't be in Mexico?
What do you mean?
The way she's surrounded
when he's not around.
I don't know, it's as if she's, like, the number two
in the organization.
Honestly, we don't have a lot of details on her, all right?
Diego is a party animal. Chicks all over the place.
Maybe she's got his balls in some sort of vice.
I think she's in a real position of power.
The Jimenez brothers.
Oh, my God. Oh, my fucking God.
We're idiots.
Speak for yourself.
Los Hermanos Jimenez.
Sure, "hermanos" means "brothers."
"Sisters," "hermanas."
But how do you say siblings?
How do you say both brother and sister?
Shit. "Hermanos."
Jesus.
This Alicia is Diego's sister?
If that's true...
Then we have the leaders of the biggest cartel
in North America in New York City right now.
Arresting them could end their entire organization
with no jurisdictional bullshit.
All right, gentlemen, let's get our warrants.
There he is, councilman.
- Hey. - Hey.
So, Linda's happy,
and she's back on board.
How'd you pull that off?
We had dinner. Sorted it out.
You smooth talkin' her.
Spit some game.
Then dropped the dick on her.
That what you call "sorting it out"?
You know, after our meeting,
her major concern was your lack of professionalism.
All you managed to do by fucking her
is prove she was right to have concern.
She played me.
You played yourself, James.
And you're enjoying this.
Maybe you should start taking my advice.
Lesson one, I'm not your pimp.
Did you not pimp out me and Tasha
with that little press conference stunt?
Did you not pimp my daughter...
my dead daughter at her funeral?
James.
We...
We still have a lot of business.
Our big fundraiser is in a few days.
Let's not let this go sour now.
I'll get the money.
Whatever it takes.
That's the spirit.
Damn, I'm glad you called. I thought I struck out.
No, that wasn't about you.
Just, you know, had to work.
And since you said you'd be here one more night,
I figured...
Let me guess, work.
Yes.
Hey.
Let me see.
Ignore it.
My boss will freak out
if she can't reach me.
Do you have to take it?
So where were we?
This is Angela Valdes.
I can't take your call right now.
Please leave your message after...
What's up?
Tommy, what up?...
Look, man, I've been thinking.
I need clean money to help me finance the QCP,
and you need clean money to pay Jason back.
So I think we should go back to our old arrangement
that worked so well, at Truth.
So how's that work? You take a cut?
A service fee, but we can into the details
later, if you're down.
So, like old times.
Yeah, like old times.
But Tommy, if we're gonna work together now...
I gotta make sure that
you not fucking with Kanan in business,
'cause if you are, man, I... I gotta be out.
Tommy?
Yo, Ghost, let me call you right back.
Later.
Yo, what's up, K?
What's in the bag?
1/4 mil, up front.
You gonna cut me in or not?
I'll have it ready for you tomorrow.
That's what's up.
Yo, you want a beer?
Yo, you all right in here?
Yeah, this old mobster I know is getting out the joint.
Good for him.
Yeah, I don't know. I don't trust it.
He was serving life, now he's getting out?
That's the same shit happen to me, remember?
Yeah, but I think he's a snitch.
Maybe.
Mobsters who snitch ain't in jail.
Well.
Why you give a fuck?
He know some shit about you?
He's my dad.
Shit, you Mafia?
That's how you know the Italians?
So this means you're gonna get us, like,
Armani suits and shit like that?
Would you stop, K? Man, you play too much.
So when you find out you got a dad?
I don't know. Not long ago.
So don't trip and don't waste it.
I ain't never had one.
I don't know, go to the ball game or some shit.
Fuck you, man.
Y'all could play catch or something.
Well, here we are.
This is Choate.
It's big.
'Riq, wait.
There's something I gotta say to you.
I'm sorry.
Sorry for what?
I'm sorry for lying to you
all this time.
You deserve the truth.
Your dad and I,
we grew up in Queens
in the hood.
I mean, it was a hard life.
And... and we just wanted to protect you kids from that.
I mean, people who grew up like we did,
they didn't have a lot of options, 'Riq.
And selling drugs was just
a way to keep your head above water,
nothing more.
But you make a lot of money.
Not when you're a corner boy.
When I met your father, I knew he was different.
We didn't get everything we got 'cause he was a drug dealer.
He was always a businessman first.
Look, we always said that
we didn't want our kids to ever have to feel
the hunger that we felt.
We didn't want you to know what the streets were like.
So that's why you didn't tell us.
Yeah.
I mean, it...
It wasn't a lie, 'Riq.
Not the way you think. It...
it was a hope,
a hope that you wouldn't have to know.
I mean, we...
we thought we were protecting you.
But all we did was
teach you how to lie.
Baby, I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
I was scared.
I saw...
I saw Ray Ray shoot Raina.
Wha...
I didn't know she followed me outside.
I was hiding from Ray Ray and
I... I heard her voice.
And I looked and
there she goes.
And she...
It just happened so fast.
I told her I... I would handle it, but
I watched.
I watched her die.
I miss her so much.
I miss her too.
Open the gate.
Hey.
Tommy.
Hey.
Welcome back to the other side.
Breathe it in.
It's good to see you, son.
It's good to see you too.
Come on.
Yeah.
Come on. Get in the car.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
This is a nice ride.
So, what you wanna do?
Let's get a slice and go home.
I wanna see Connie.
Then you and me,
we're gonna get into some trouble.
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