GHOST: Previously onPower...
ANGELA: We went 18 years.
I never stopped thinking about you.
This, us, is real.
[ speaking Spanish ]
This isn't gonna be a happily ever after.
Just help me.
I used to be a good prosecutor.
And I'm trying to be a good man.
Everything I've done for you,
I've done for us.
[ crying ]
I can't get sucked back in, Jamie.
And we can't keep making this a thing.
- I should stay away from you. - [ breathing heavily ]
We should all stay away from each other.
Or we should stick together.
$2 million clean cash that I owe you.
It's a good thing you got me my money, Tommy,
or you'd all be dead right now.
Being inside,
you lose everybody you ever cared about.
But I ain't ever going back.
Are you being held against your will?
- No, no, please! - [ gunshot ]
[ tense music ]
Rest in peace, you tough bastard.
I knew exactly how it would go down.
You could've got yourself killed!
You know I was the only person that really cared for Kanan.
Sorry for your loss, kid.
Your father has been talking to the Feds.
♪
I told the Feds I was gonna drop a dime on you.
And I couldn't do it.
A little too late, Dad.
[ gunshot ]
Teresi was a snitch.
He deserved to die.
Would it change anything if you knew
who he was snitching on?
TERESI: Tommy's kept me at arm's length
about anything important.
I got nothing on him,
but I can give you St. Patrick on a stake.
Where'd you get 'em, them pictures of Teresi talking?
Your friend, black guy in a suit.
He gave you those pictures so you would kill Teresi.
He wanted you to do it.
When were you gonna tell me that Terry Silver
was back in town, Tash?
I'ma run off with Terry Silver?
You must be fucking tripping, Ghost.
Well, you can't run off with him,
'cause he's working with the Feds.
♪
ANGELA: What is going on here?
You are going to give us
everything you have on St. Patrick,
or else you are going down right along with him.
I want 24 hours to consider.
The clock is ticking, Angela.
I strongly advise you to take a deal
and salvage what's left of your life.
My career's over, Paz, no matter what I do.
Then you start over, without Jamie.
It's not about Jamie.
It's always about Jamie!
They have a witness against you,
and sheis willing to testify.
That's why you asked me here, to figure out
if I was testifying against you?
- Are you? - No.
[ pounds locker ] I thought we were supposed to be honest with each other.
What the hell happened to Terry Silver, hmm?
♪
I didn't kill him.
I want to believe you.
♪
I love you, Angie.
- [ silenced gunshot ] - [ gasps ]
[ gasping ] Jamie.
JOE: ♪ They say this is a big, rich town, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ And I just come from the poorest part, oh ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life ♪
♪ I gotta make it, this is where it goes down ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪
♪ Come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it ♪
50 CENT: ♪ I never took a straight path nowhere ♪
♪ Life's full of twists and turns, bumps and bruises ♪
♪ I live, I learn ♪
♪ Yeah, slick talker, shit talker ♪
♪ New Yorker, collecting property ♪
♪ PlayingMonopoly ♪
♪ You might wanna bond with us ♪
♪ Build and break bread ♪
♪ You think I'm fuck around ♪
♪ Look, there's money to make here ♪
♪ More snakes than rats, just habits of my habitat ♪
♪ Grab the strap, I'ma show you who to blam it at ♪
♪ Goddamn, can't we all just get along ♪
♪ Hell naw, not when you forget who put you on ♪
♪ My plug gave me the keys to success ♪
♪ Take two and make three, they the best ♪
♪ Pure shit, not weird shit, I got this ♪
♪ Fearless, not careless, now watch this ♪
♪ Money flip like it's supposed to flip ♪
♪ Re-up, then double up, watch me hit the lick ♪
JOE: ♪ They say this is a big, rich town ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I just come from the poorest part, oh ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life ♪
♪ I gotta make it, this is where it goes down ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪
♪ Come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it ♪
♪
[ dramatic music ]
- [ sirens wailing ] - Angie, Angie.
- Angie, stay with me. - Jamie...
Come on, man. Do something. Do something!
We're doing everything we can, sir! Give me some room to work!
No, no, no!
[ sirens wailing ]
I'm right here. I'm right here.
- Keep bagging. - Go on four.
I'm sorry, sir. This is as far as you go.
- No, I-I have to go inside. - Are you her husband?
- Not exactly. - Then you have to stay out here.
- No, you don't understand. - I'm sorry, she's going directly into surgery.
The surgeon will be out to talk to you when we know more.
- [ No Wyld's "Air" ] - MO KHEIR: ♪ And hey ♪
♪ I don't need to stay on the move every day ♪
♪ Hope I never make it, though ♪
Gonna have to ask you a few questions.
MO KHEIR: ♪ Feel it bending corners ♪
♪ No stopping what it's coming for ♪
♪ The time to open bending doors ♪
- [ cell phone buzzes ] - Tommy. Did you do it?
'Keisha, stop asking questions!
Just grab me some clothes and get back to your place.
I'll call you later to meet. Stay by the phone.
Okay.
Well, I'm glad you all right.
Damn.
♪
MAN: Did you see the shooter?
No.
- You did what? - I shot her!
That bitch is down for the count.
Down for the count? What the fuck, Tommy?
Are you sure she's dead?
Well, I couldn't get close enough to check her pulse.
I had to get the fuck out of there!
But I got her right in the chest.
I'ma need you to give me an alibi.
If she's still alive, she could be in a hospital bed
right now, talking to the fucking cops.
No fucking alibi's gonna help you!
I can't believe you didn't make sure she was gone.
I couldn't double-check. Ghost was right there!
WOMAN: I've seen a lot of these, Mr. St. Patrick.
And from the blood on your shirt,
you were pretty close to Miss Valdes.
I was.
MAN: And you didn't see anything?
[ indistinct police radio chatter ]
No.
I had my back turned to whoever shot her.
Hmm, 'cause you're taller and wider than Miss Valdes.
So if someone was aiming at her,
they would've hit you first.
Look, she'll tell you
as soon as she gets out of surgery, okay?
She'll tell you she shoved me out of the way.
Can I please go back outside now?
Wait a fucking minute.
Who were you there to kill, Tommy?
[ distant sirens wailing ]
I cannot believe this shit.
I told you to hold off on Angela.
And we sure as hell didn't talk about you killing Ghost.
I'm not letting you do that to Tariq and Yas.
Wait, back up a minute here.
Why the fuck I need your permission for anything?
You're here asking me for a goddamn alibi.
I would say you need me quite a bit.
Did you turn around when you heard the shot?
Like I said, I didn't see anything.
Ghost tricked me into killing my father.
[ chuckling ] And you think
I'ma let some shit like that just slide?
Then you don't know who the fuck I am.
I'm sorry about the kids, Tasha.
[ inhales sharply ] They already been through a lot.
And I get it if you gotta make a move against me.
But this how I'm moving now.
♪
All right, does Ghost know it was you?
Motherfucker saw me.
Shit. You fucked up, Tommy.
What the fuck?
You took a shot at the devil and you missed.
WOMAN: Do you know anyone who would have wanted to hurt Miss Valdes?
No.
MAN: Did you want to hurt Miss Valdes?
No.
Can I please go?
♪
Thank you.
KAMAU: ♪ Yeah ♪
Plus, I don't even know where Terry Silver is.
I don't know if he ran again, but what I do know
is that if something happened to him,
if Ghost happened to him--
Well, all the more reason, if Ghost comes after me,
you should let me handle it.
No. Tommy, look.
I know Ghost is fucked up, okay?
But I'm not down with either of you killing each other.
If you want me to give you an alibi,
you better fix this shit between you and Ghost.
You're not the only ones this shit is gonna hurt.
KAMAU: ♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I can feel it coming in the air ♪
♪ Oh ♪
WYNNE: ♪ I feel it coming ♪
♪ I feel it coming down for me ♪
♪
♪ I see it coming ♪
♪ I see it coming down tonight ♪
[ indistinct chatter ]
You think they still make black-and-whites?
Only one way to find out, Miss Big-Time.
WYNNE: ♪ Feel it tonight ♪
It just feels right.
WYNNE: ♪ Don't you sweat ♪
I know.
Me too.
WYNNE: ♪ Feel it coming ♪
♪
♪ I won't let go ♪
[ door clicks open ]
Paz, when did you get here?
- How is she? - Murderer!
Murderer! You killed my sister!
[ screaming, weeping ]
- KAMA: ♪ Yeah ♪ - WYNNE: ♪ Feel it ♪
♪
TAMEIKA: Angela was pronounced dead ten minutes ago.
She passed away during surgery for a gunshot wound to the chest.
Someone was supposed to be watching her.
How the hell did this happen?
SAXE: She had a tail, right?
She ditched it.
Were you gonna tell anybody about that?
We thought she was in for the night.
But she went back out.
And St. Patrick got her there,
with none of your agents there to stop him.
We don't know it was St. Patrick.
Tameika, come on.
She's right, we don't know anything.
So you and your goddamn assumptions are irrelevant.
We--we had four potential defendants.
we had one potential witness: Angela.
She knew she was in danger.
Who--who else would she let
get in close enough for this to happen?
What, Tasha? I don't think so.
Tommy Egan? I highly fucking doubt it.
But this motherfucker?
And tell me St. Patrick doesn't benefit the most from her death.
A death that you let happen, Jerry.
Fuck you, Saxe.
You all made the decision to let her
walk out of here in the first place.
There was enough to arrest!
TAMEIKA: Jerry is right, Cooper.
We are all to blame.
And if St. Patrick is guilty,
we don't have any evidence or proof.
[ dramatic music ]
I'll get the evidence.
♪
And I'll prove it.
♪
We all put her in jeopardy
when we let her walk out that door.
It's personal for all of us.
No.
He lost Greg, then Mike, and now Angela.
It's more personal for him.
This is a dangerous fucking place to work.
♪
[ somber music ]
♪
[ distant sirens wailing ]
[ dramatic music ]
♪
[ sniffling ]
[ woman speaking indistinctly over PA system ]
[ door clicks shut ]
Who are you?
Uh, my name is Cooper Saxe.
I used to work with your sister.
Yeah. [ sniffles ] She mentioned you a few times.
She said you were a real asshole.
[ sniffles ]
She was right. I was an asshole to her, but...
I never wanted this to happen.
I'm gonna convict the man who killed her, I promise you that.
We need you to authorize an autopsy.
Mm. [ sniffles ]
You don't need to cut my sister open
to know that Jamie St. Patrick did this.
He was just here. Go fucking arrest him.
I-I wish I could, believe me.
- It's not that easy. - [ sniffles ]
Without an autopsy, crucial evidence may be lost.
I know you all turned your backs on her.
And now you're in my face
with these bullshit crocodile tears,
asking for permission to mutilate my sister's body.
Mm? Mm-mm.
[ grunts softly ]
You're right. It's my fault.
All of us are to blame.
But if you don't consent to this autopsy
and St. Patrick gets away...
Only person to blame is gonna be you.
[ soft dramatic music ]
♪
[ cries ]
Tommy.
- [ shushing ] - The fuck?
'Keisha, shh.
Did you do it?
- Ghost is still breathing. - [ exhales ]
But I need you to do something for me.
- What? - I need you to take this.
- Mm-mm. - And I need you to toss it in the river.
I can't have nobody find this. Can you do this for me?
'Keisha? 'Keisha, you gonna do this or not?
All right. I'll do it.
[ tense music ]
Tommy? Where you going now?
Don't worry. I'll call you.
- The fuck? - [ car door shuts ]
- TOMMY: Just do it, 'Keisha. - [ engine revving ]
♪
[ dramatic music ]
[ both grunting ]
Did you really think I wasn't gonna find out what you did?
What I did?
Motherfucker.
[ both grunting ]
[ groans ]
You killed Angela. She's dead!
[ blow lands ]
♪
- Come here, motherfucker. - [ groans ]
You tricked me into killing Teresi!
[ screams ] Fuck.
He was snitching on you the whole time, not me!
[ both grunting ]
- Ah, fuck. - [ blow lands ]
Oh, shit! [ groans ]
And you knew the whole fucking time!
[ blows land ]
Fuck, man. [ groans ]
Motherfucker.
- [ groans painfully ] - Fuck you, motherfucker.
Fuck you, motherfucker. [ grunting ]
Yeah, that bullet was meant for you.
But I'm glad she got it.
Now we both gotta live with our mistakes.
[ door clicks open ]
Dad, Uncle Tommy! What the fuck?
- [ blow lands ] - Yo, what's going on?
Why aren't you in fucking school?
- Tariq, what are you doing here? - Why you guys fighting?
I'll explain to you after you explain to me
why the fuck you not in school in the car.
- Go! - I ain't going nowhere with you.
I came here to talk to Uncle Tommy.
Hey, you ain't got to call him that.
He ain't part of the family no more.
Yeah, too bad that ain't your decision to make, Ghost.
Get the fuck off me.
You got ten minutes.
I'll take my time.
Tommy, this shit ain't over.
It is for me.
Give me the gun.
Yo, what's going on?
Why you guys fighting?
You're gonna pay for that with him later.
What you want to talk to me about?
Listen, I gotta do something, but...
I need you to do it with me.
[ cell phone buzzes ]
Okay.
We'll do it.
But I got some business I gotta take care of right now.
Okay? So we'll have to talk later.
- How'd he do it? - Do what?
I told you there was a female witness
who could identify James St. Patrick as Ghost.
That witness was not Angela Valdes.
But St. Patrick thought it was.
Which motivated him to lure Angela
to their old high school in Queens and kill her.
Angela Valdes is dead?
Don't fucking play stupid with me, Proctor. You set this up.
I don't know what you think you're trying to do,
but let met save you some time.
Okay, I know how James felt about Angela.
He would never hurt that woman.
You told St. Patrick about the female witness.
See, that makes you an accessory to murder.
Now, wait a second.
Okay, I had nothing to do with Angela's death.
You shared confidential information with me
about a federal witness.
Who else did you tell?
[ soft dramatic music ]
What--maybe you're the one to blame for Angela's death.
♪
[ faint indistinct chatter ]
- [ telephone rings ] - Eastern District.
What's going on here?
What the hell does it look like?
The DOJ needed a scapegoat, so they let me go.
Now Jacob Warner is the new U.S. attorney for the Eastern District,
and my black ass is out of a job.
[ chuckles humorlessly ] Good luck, Saxe.
Wait, Tameika--
Fuck.
[ opera music playing ]
[ exhales sharply ]
♪
Hey, I'm Cooper Saxe.
I know exactly who you are.
Why weren't you in your office earlier?
Uh, I-I went to go see about a potential lead
for the Valdes murder.
Uh-huh. How'd it go?
It was a dead end.
"Mom: kind, caring, beautiful."
Mine wasn't.
I'll have security walk you out.
Uh, I believe, sir, that Angela's death was provoked by a leak.
- [ mouse clicks ] - [ opera music stops ]
I know the employee responsible for the leak.
Me.
I told James St. Patrick's lawyer, Joe Proctor,
that we had a female witness,
one that could identify his client.
And I totally went to him with the intention
of getting him to talk.
And shortly after that,
Angela Valdes, James St. Patrick's mistress,
ends up shot dead.
You understand you could be disbarred
for what you just admitted?
I know.
And I told Proctor this morning that
Angela was not the witness in question.
Are you out of your mind?
I should have the marshals put you in cuffs.
If that's your decision, I'll respect it,
but I believed and I still believe
that Joe Proctor is our best shot
at a comprehensive witness against James St. Patrick's criminal organization.
St. Patrick's attorney-- you want him to violate privilege.
It's not gonna happen.
Proctor knows where all the bodies are buried.
He's an accomplice, if not an outright lieutenant.
My initial indiscretion was to push Proctor to flip on St. Patrick.
And this morning's admission was designed to provoke a second attack.
If we can catch them in the act,
attempting to eliminate a witness,
we'll get the whole gang--
St. Patrick; his wife, Tasha;
Tommy Egan, anyone else who works with them.
I want to set a trap.
And why should I let you do this,
aside from the pleasure of risking
my own law license and reputation?
Because Angela did not agree to turn.
Now, St. Patrick may not know this,
but we--we have no paperwork with her signature.
So she was not a federal witness,
and the death penalty may not apply to her murder.
Exactly, sir.
But if St. Patrick and Proctor try for Maria Suarez...
Your real witness.
We can make the argument that Angela's death
was part of the same conspiracy,
use the kingpin statute as part of the RICO,
get everyone put to death.
[ soft dramatic music ]
I'll give you a rope to hang yourself.
But let me tell you something.
♪
I own you now.
So don't walk around here feeling like you're off the hook.
You fuck this up,
Tameika will be holding a space for you
in line down at the unemployment office.
And I will personally draw up your indictment.
♪
WOMAN: Come up.
Excuse me. Do you have an appointment?
Um, no.
I'm looking for Terry Silver.
I've been trying to contact him.
It's--it's a bit of an emergency.
Are you family?
Not exactly. Have you seen him?
The firm was worried.
They sent me to check his apartment, and he wasn't there.
No one has heard from him.
Uh, his family filed a missing persons report
with the NYPD last night.
We know he's been dealing with some very dangerous people.
Should I let his family know you're looking for him?
Where can they reach you?
[ laughs softly ] Never mind. Thank you.
[ brooding music ]
♪
STANOMIR: [ speaking Serbian ]
[ speaking Serbian ]
What y'all talking about?
The fuck happened to your eye?
Oh, this? It ain't nothing.
Family dispute.
Got into a little scuffle with Ghost.
I chose to be the bigger man and dead the beef.
Smart man. Don't let anything or anyone disturb our business.
No, of course not.
It's all good. You got nothing to worry about.
Trust me, it's squashed.
So what's stopping you from killing Alicia Jimenez?
Jimenez?
That bitch locked up.
That means nothing to me.
Just...give me a little time to figure it out.
I mean, that's gonna take some strategic planning.
In other news,
my days of having issues with my distro are over.
You found a new crew?
No, no, I got the old one back.
And these motherfuckers is hungry.
Here. I need product
so I can keep them fed and your pockets fat.
This money you cleaned through Ghost?
Yeah, and like I said, me and him, we good.
Come back for a pickup later tonight.
[ stammers ] No, Jason.
Tonight?
I'm going to see that crew right now.
I ain't trying to show up empty-handed.
I'll see you tonight.
I just want to make sure this check clears.
[ soft dramatic music ]
Okay.
I'll see you later.
♪
[ keypad beeps ]
[ sighs ] What's the emergency, Ghost?
Your son left school. He's here in the city.
Okay, you could've called me to tell me that.
Why am I really here?
Angela's dead, Tasha.
Tommy did it. He was aiming at me.
Because you tricked him into killing his father.
He told you that?
Angela told me.
Well, then Angela told you that Teresi was a snitch
and about to rat us all out to the Feds.
- He had to die. - Why did you have to make Tommy do it?
'Cause he would have wanted me dead if I did it.
Well, you got the same fucking problem now, don't you?
Tasha, I said he was aiming at me!
Do the math.
Don't you get what that means? What about the kids?
You want 'em to grow up without a father?
No, I don't, but you're acting like
he just did this shit out the blue.
I don't like that he did it, trust me.
But you know Tommy. I mean, what the fuck did you expect?
He's loving this shit. You know that, Tasha.
That I'm living with this,
that the woman I love is gone.
[ soft music ]
Yeah, I feel really bad about that.
Tasha, look, hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
I know I'm asking a lot of you, okay?
But just imagine how I feel for a moment.
He shot her in front of me.
The last thing she says is my fucking name.
It is always about you, huh?
What about how I feel?
Where the fuck is Terry Silver, the man that I loved?
You know, he never showed up to testify.
I got a funny feeling you know exactly why.
No, I don't.
The fucking truth.
I'm done. I'm done.
Wait, you gotta help me with--
I ain't got to help you with shit.
Tash, come on, this Tommy thing ain't going nowhere.
It's not gonna be good for anyone. You know that, Tash.
- Not this time, Ghost. - What do you mean?
You made this mess. You fix it.
Oh, and...by the way.
I want a divorce.
[ dramatic music ]
[ door clicks shut ]
♪
[ sighs ]
Hey, Mom.
Hey, baby.
How'd you sleep?
Fine, I guess.
You still look tired.
Can I have waffles?
Yes, you can have waffles.
Hey, Mom, where's Tommy?
You guys didn't break up, did you?
No, we didn't break up, Cash.
You like him, huh?
Yeah, he's cool.
Did you go out last night?
I thought I heard the door close.
No, I didn't go out last night.
And what's with the 20 questions?
Cash? Cash! Get out my bag, Cash!
Get out my bag!
I just wanted some lunch money. Damn.
What'd you say?
You're bugging, Mom.
Cash, don't talk to me like I'm one of your friends, all right?
And stay out of my purse!
Okay. Sorry.
Can I have those waffles now?
- [ grunts ] - Angela wasn't a witness.
You said she was gonna turn against me, Joe. You said it!
I know I said that, okay? I just found out I was wrong.
- I'm sorry. - You're sorry?
- If that's why you killed her-- - I didn't fucking kill her, man.
The fuck?
You don't need to lie to me.
Okay, it's the Feds that you need to be worried about right now.
You really didn't do it?
Then who did?
Joe...
Tommy did this to me.
I went to talk to her, right?
I went to meet her after you said she was gonna flip on me.
She denied it.
He must have followed me-- or her, whatever the fuck ever.
But he was aiming at me. She shoved me out of the way.
She saved my life.
How many times did you say she was gonna pick herself over me, huh?
You were wrong. Say it, you were fucking wrong.
And I said I'm sorry. I was wrong.
Saxe just came to see me,
and he was asking questions about you.
But he also confirmed that there is another female witness
out there against you.
[ soft brooding music ]
Once we get through this,
we have got to contend with that!
Come on, Joe, I can't think about that right now, man.
You are the prime suspect in the murder of a federal prosecutor.
And if you won't turn Tommy in,
we better go in for questioning to clear your name.
I'm not giving Tommy up.
I'm putting Tommy in a body bag, not a prison cell.
Do you read me, Joe?
- I read you. - Do you?
Yes.
Then we better go in for questioning.
You are better off walking into the federal building
with your hands in front of you, not behind your back.
[ dramatic music ]
♪
All right.
- Oh! - Damn!
- [ laughs ] - Oh!
Hope you shot the motherfucker that did that shit to your face.
You know they got hotlines that you can call
if somebody hurting you at home.
- Ooh! - [ laughter ]
You silly motherfuckers finished?
I need primeras,not clowns.
Yo, my nigga, if I was you, oh, fuck this meeting, man.
I'd sign up for karate classes and shit.
- Chop-chop-chop! - [ laughter ]
Y'all better start listening and stop fucking playing.
Now, I know I promised y'all product,
but I'm having some issues with my shipment,
so it's gonna be a little bit longer than expected.
- Just bear with me. - PONCHO: Yo, Tommy, come on, man.
I need a job now, not later!
I got mouths to feed, you feel me?
I just said bear with me. [ chuckles ]
I am having dif-fi-cult-ies.
What the fuck did your stupid ass not understand about that whole statement?
So we're gonna starve because your motherfucking ass
got yet another problem, man?
Yo, chill out, Poncho.
No, fuck this pendejo,man!
This is why we left your punk ass in the first place.
- Poncho, sit the fuck down. - Whoa!
- Hey, hey! - Tommy, come on, yo.
[ chuckles ]
You ain't shit without Ghost.
- [ gunshot ] - Whoa!
- What? - Damn, Tommy!
- Shit. - Oh!
Nah.
And looks like you got two choices, Roberto.
Either a big promotion or a bullet in the brain.
What the fuck, Tommy?
It don't got to be like that.
It's already like that.
You either with me or against me from here on out.
But you better choose right.
[ tense music ]
♪
A'ight. You got it.
I'm down with you.
Okay.
You'll replace Poncho, then.
I don't know what you gonna tell the other Soldados, but...
keep my name out your motherfucking mouth,
ya heard me?
I'll take care of that.
All right.
Anybody else got something to say?
'Cause if you want to leave my organization, that's cool with me,
but you gonna go out the same way Poncho did.
Anybody got a problem with that?
We good.
Okay, good.
BG, stay here, help clean up this mess.
Y'all get your product tonight.
What the fuck?
Niggas die every day, B. Come on.
Fuck is wrong with your mans Tommy?
I don't know. That nigga need a hug or something.
- Come on, now. - I'm not cleaning this shit up.
Just like you not to help. [ scoffs ]
I don't know what this has to do with you.
Even though I know this place is as total shit show,
I just--I don't understand why Angela Valdes
is any of your concern.
I was investigating Miss Valdes for some time, sir.
I thought she was implicated in a cover-up concerning James St. Patrick.
Sounds like you were right on target, Detective.
Sergeant.
Right. [ sighs ]
I think her death is probably a good indication
that she had some valuable information, at the least,
and may have been an outright coconspirator.
But now we'll never know,
unless we find out exactly who killed her and why.
Create a task force. Put me on it.
This office can handle it.
Can you?
The information that got her killed was leaked from this office.
Are you absolutely sure you can trust your people to solve this case?
[ suspenseful music ]
♪
How did you just find me?
I'm tracking your phone.
- That's fucked up, Ma. - No, you're fucked up.
And watch your mouth. I'm your mother.
Look, we're about to get in this car
and take you back to Choate right now.
- Nah, I'm out. - Boy, get over here.
Come here. Or how 'bout this?
I take you out that school,
and you can sit right at home with me, your choice.
Ma, just give me two hours, please.
No.
Come on, one hour. One hour, please.
I just gotta do something for myself.
Then I'll do anything you tell me.
I'm going to Uncle Tommy's.
You can literally just pick me up
from there in an hour, Ma.
One hour. At Tommy's.
Don't make me come looking for your ass again.
All right.
I'm not playing with you, 'Riq.
[ softly ] God damn it.
Joe Proctor...
Yeah, I don't believe we met, uh, Mr. Warner?
Your reputation precedes you.
- Okay. - Ah-ah-ah.
That's just for the grown-ups.
Okay, so you're an asshole. Got it.
I'd say it was good to see you again, Joe,
but it just never is.
Look, guys, I came here voluntarily, okay?
So, uh, something you want to know?
'Cause if you have no questions for me, it's a waste of our time.
- Oh, we have questions. - [ door clicks open ]
Why were you and Angela at an abandoned school in Queens?
We went to that school, but I'm assuming you know that.
But why were you at that school last night?
Better yet, why did you call her to meet you there?
Oh, I checked your phone records--and Angela's.
You don't have any idea what my client discussed with AUSA Valdes.
Oh, it can be inferred, Proctor.
You see, we spoke with her attorney, Charles Hamilton.
She was at home, talking with him.
And then she got a phone call and left.
[ soft dramatic music ]
And 90 minutes later,
she's dying from a gunshot wound to the chest.
And the only person to call her was you.
Now, what we want to know is, how the hell did the two of you
get from this to this?
♪
I didn't kill her.
Why did you meet?
♪
I didn't kill her.
Why did you meet her?
What possible explanation could you have for meeting her out there?
Answer him, James.
♪
- [ tender music ] - [ heartbeat pounding ]
We met up to discuss the fact that
she--she was gonna be arrested,
that she wasn't gonna testify; she was going to jail.
[ laughs softly ] Okay. Now you're lying.
Angela was going to turn witness.
You just want us to believe you had no motive to kill her.
We offered her immunity. She was gonna testify against you.
She told you that, and you killed her.
- No. - Angela was out of your control.
She wanted to save her own life, not yours,
so you put a bullet in her heart!
[ soft dramatic music ]
No.
DONOVAN: You lying motherfucker.
She trusted you.
She went to see you one last time.
And because she loved you, now she's dead.
PROCTOR: [ scoffs ] Do you guys even have any other suspects?
I-I-I'm guessing there's multiple people
with motives to kill Angela if she became a witness.
- Off the top of my head, like-- - Look, guys, I had no reason to kill Angela, okay?
I love her. I...
I loved her.
She was loyal to me to the end.
If it wasn't you, who was it?
♪
[ exhales ] Look, Mr. Warner.
I promise you,
if I knew, I would tell you, I swear.
[ dramatic whoosh ]
Whoever did that, that person,
I want 'em to pay for what they've done.
♪
[ Donovan sighs ]
I don't even know what to say.
Wait, wait.
[ distant horn honking ]
[ Bone Thugs-N-Harmony's "Crossroads" playing over cell phone ]
- MEN: ♪ Bone, bone, bone, bone ♪ - ♪ Bone, bone, bone ♪
♪ Bone, bone, bone, bone, bone ♪
MEN: ♪ Tell me what you gonna do ♪
♪ When it ain't nowhere to-- ♪
[ song clicks off ]
Uncle Tommy.
Sorry, 'Riq.
Seems like yesterday, we was just riding through the streets together.
I know you say you'll never go back inside,
so now you're free forever.
Hold up.
What are you doing?
What the fuck, Uncle Tommy? You 'bout to smoke that shit?
Yeah, they did it for Tupac.
I think we ought to do it for Kanan.
Kanan Kush, put K up in the sky where he belong.
Amen.
Got a question for you, Uncle Tommy.
What you need to know?
Why were you and Ghost fighting?
Look, Tariq, I'm gonna keep it all the way 100 with you.
Ghost pulled some grimy, low-down, snake shit.
Shit that I can never forgive him for.
What that backstabbing-ass nigga do now?
He swindled me into killing my own father.
Your father?
Tony Teresi.
I just met him.
We was just getting to know each other.
Ghost told me that he was snitching on me.
Turns out, he was snitching on Ghost.
[ soft dramatic music ]
Remember you said I was just like Ghost?
You were right.
I turned on Kanan to protect the family.
I still don't even know if it was the right thing to do.
Yeah, well, you never should've had to do that.
You know what I'm saying? It never should've been in your hands.
Couldn't even be there for his family
the time we needed him most.
♪
How would you feel if something really bad happened to him?
[ brooding music ]
♪
To be honest, Uncle Tommy,
I don't know. I'm not sure.
Well, whatever happens, 'Riq,
I'll always answer my phone for you.
I know. Same here, Uncle Tommy.
[ dramatic music ]
♪
[ indistinct chatter ]
♪
Thanks again, Uncle Tommy.
Call me.
♪
[ gun clicks ]
TASHA: So what were you doing with your Uncle Tommy?
You break any laws I should know about?
No, Ma.
It was nothing illegal.
It's private, and it's done.
I need to tell you something, 'Riq.
I'm not moving back into the penthouse.
I'm getting a divorce from your father.
I wish I could divorce him too.
If he never hooked up with that bitch Angela,
none of this would've happened.
You might as well know.
Angela's dead.
Well, she ruined our lives. Aren't you happy?
No, Tariq, I'm not happy.
If she wasn't around,
we wouldn't be going through this.
If she wasn't around, you'd be in jail right now.
We all would.
Yeah, she's the reason you and Dad are gonna get a divorce.
Uh-uh, no, no.
Ghost is the reason he and I are getting a divorce.
He broke his promise to me.
You need to know,
Angela died because she was helping us, 'Riq.
If she didn't save you, she'd probably still be alive.
- Do you understand? - Yeah, I understand.
[ soft dramatic music ]
♪
Did Uncle Tommy kill Angela?
Don't pick sides between your father and Tommy, 'Riq.
Trust me, you could get hurt.
♪
That part at the end? Oh.
You should be very proud of yourself.
I am, I guess, Daddy.
I worked hard.
You know why Mommy isn't here?
Aw, I don't know, honey.
WARNER: Proctor.
May I have a word with you?
In front of my daughter, huh? This couldn't wait?
Hey there, little lady.
What if
I was to pay you to go find your friends, hmm?
20 bucks?
What the heck can I do with that?
What about my friend Benjamin?
Nice doing business with ya.
[ chuckling ] Yeah.
[ laughs softly ]
I have no idea who she learned that from.
Do you know who killed Valdes?
I have no idea who did it.
If I did know, I would've turned them in to protect my client.
Mm. Valdes knew too much.
How much do you know?
I can't even believe we're having this conversation.
My office hours are from 9:00 to 5:00.
Why the fuck are you here?
To remind you of two things.
First, if Saxe told you about Valdes turning witness,
you told someone else, he broke the law.
You confirm that happened, he can get disbarred.
Mm, I confirm that happened, we'd both get disbarred.
And whoever I told maybe gets a needle.
And maybe I do too.
I'll give you a walk.
Nope.
I'm trying to save you, Proctor.
- Mm. - Valdes was an AUSA.
If they did it to her, what do you think they're gonna do to you?
[ brooding music ]
This is your last chance to tell me.
Who killed Angela Valdes?
I don't know.
♪
Your funeral.
Maybe literally.
♪
[ laughs ]
♪
[ indistinct chatter ]
Now that the other woman is gone for good,
I don't know, Tasha.
I've seen couples come back together for less.
Are you serious, Mama?
You know what he's done to me.
I also know you don't have a way to support yourself.
You don't have an apartment. You don't have a job.
You don't have a plan.
I had a plan, okay? With Terry.
Where is he? 'Cause I ain't seen that fool in a minute.
I think he's dead, Mama.
[ soft dramatic music ]
I think Ghost killed him.
What'd you expect?
You shouldn't have been messing with him in the first place.
You really think Ghost is gonna let you walk away?
Are you going to the police? About Terry?
No.
I'm gonna get even with Ghost myself.
♪
Oh, hell no. I'm gonna call the cops.
Look, I just want you to know what happened.
No, I know what happened, Jamie.
She wasn't gonna cover for you anymore,
so you made sure her mouth was shut for good.
You may never believe me, but I just want you to hear me out.
Why? Why should I hear you out?
Why should I hear anything you have to say ever again?
Because I loved your sister, okay?
I loved her, Paz.
I would do anything to protect her.
If you wanted to protect her,
you should've stayed away from her.
Paz, we couldn't stay away from each other.
Look, I'm innocent. I didn't kill Angela.
You done now?
Look--look, Paz, I want to pay for the funeral.
I know you can't pay for it.
Oh, hell no. Fuck you, Jamie!
It's not bad enough that you ruined my sister's life
by telling her you were gonna marry her,
that you're gonna leave your wife!
- [ speaking Spanish ] - No! You went back to her.
You ruined her reputation. You ruined her career.
She blew up her life for you again and again.
She did everything for you, and now she's dead!
♪
And you can't even let me bury her in peace?
I'll get in the grave next to her
before I take a dime from you.
[ exhales ]
The next time I see you, Jamie, you're gonna be in handcuffs.
♪
[ Diplo's "Look Back" ]
♪
I promise you,
we're gonna get him.
♪
You better.
♪
[ vocalizing ]
♪
♪ Revenge is waiting down the road ♪
♪ I'm steadily moving forward ♪
♪ Even though I don't know where to go ♪
♪ You gotta know that I'm never looking back for ya ♪
♪ 'Cause you remind me of the struggle ♪
♪ From where I had to come from under ♪
♪ I used to have to use my muscle ♪
♪ Gotta be strong living this life, right or wrong ♪
Don't worry, Angela.
I'm gonna get that son of a bitch.
Who exactly are you gonna get?
♪
[ exhales ] Um...
what are you doing here?
Warner created a task force to solve this case.
That makes us partners.
♪
Now, who do you think pulled the trigger?
[ vocalizing ]
[ line trills ]
SILVER: Hello. You've reached Terry Silver.
Please leave your name and telephone number.
I'll be sure to get back to you as soon as I'm available.
DRAM: ♪ Even though I don't know where to go ♪
♪ You gotta know that I'm never looking back for ya ♪
[ line trills ]
SILVER: Hello. You've reached Terry Silver.
Please leave your name and telephone number.
I'll be sure to get back to you as soon as I'm available.
DRAM: ♪ I used to have to use my muscle ♪
♪ Gotta be strong living this life, right or wrong ♪
[ cell phone buzzing ]
♪ 'Cause this life that's very real to me ♪
[ buzzing continues ]
♪ Is relatable to you ♪
♪ It seemed like such a difficult task ♪
♪ But to me, I was just staying true ♪
♪ And true to mine and true to yours ♪
♪ Trying to relieve the pain that we endured ♪
♪ If you don't want relief, you're still my bro ♪
[ cell phone buzzes ]
Tariq, everything okay?
Yeah, I'm back at school.
Ma told me what happened to Angela.
She did? What'd she say?
Just that she was killed.
You know who did it?
♪
No.
TARIQ: Well, look.
I-I didn't like Angela. You know that.
Yeah, I know that.
TARIQ: But she did do a lot for me.
And I also know how it felt when I was the only one
that cared about what happened to Kanan, so...
I'm sorry you're upset, for whatever that's worth.
♪
It's worth everything, 'Riq.
I hope whoever did it pays for it.
They will. Trust me.
They will.
Good night, my son.
Good night, Dad.
♪
Thought you didn't get along with your dad.
I don't, but...
I need to play nice, for now.
Sweet.
♪
JASON: Tommy, your check cleared.
- It cleared? - Yeah, it's good.
You know, your little stunt with that
forced me to kill a primeratoday.
Good help's hard to find and to keep.
But that's why I'm glad we trust each other, right, Tommy?
Yeah, sure.
♪
Ah.
[ chuckles ]
♪
- [ cell phone buzzes ] - So, um, everything cool with Ghost?
[ chuckling ] Oh, yeah.
Ghost ain't gonna be no problem, Jason.
Either we gonna work it out, or we won't.
Either way, it ain't gonna affect our business.
I see.
He's just gonna pull the truck around
and follow you wherever you want to go.
♪
DRAM: ♪ And I haven't looked back, uh ♪
♪ Since I made up my mind ♪
♪ To never look behind ♪
- Angie. - Jamie...
DRAM: ♪ And I haven't looked back, uh ♪
♪ For a very long time ♪
♪ I don't, I don't see myself ♪
♪ Looking back for you, man ♪
♪ Reason why is 'cause I'm only looking forward, man ♪
[ machine gun firing ]
♪ You know I haven't looked back for you lately ♪
[ distant machine gun firing ]
♪
♪ You know I haven't looked back ♪
[ metal clanks ]
[ vocalizing ]
♪
I don't understand.
How?
[ sniffles ]
Oh, my God.
That weird hug.
You took my keys.
Ghost knew you'd come here eventually.
I wanted to see if he was watching.
I guess he was.
Nah, could be the Soldados. Payback for Poncho.
You know who it was, Tommy. He's out there.
Question is,
you gonna run, or you gonna stand and fight?
[ Miguel's "R.A.N." ]
♪
MIGUEL: ♪ Razor blade a heart string ♪
[ knock at door ]
♪ Who you trying to fix now ♪
♪ Broken record left on repeat ♪
Tommy.
MIGUEL: ♪ Another buildup to the letdown ♪
♪ The letdown, steady speeding to a new pain ♪
Tommy, I was so worried.
Thought you got caught.
Nope.
MIGUEL: ♪ 'Cause maybe then you'd see it coming ♪
♪ I'm saying ♪
So did you kill Ghost?
No.
And I'm beginning to regret that decision.
♪
So what happened?
What happened?
Angela's dead, LaKeisha.
That's who was on the gun?
Tommy, you said you would be honest with me.
It was Angela?
Ghost saw me do it.
MIGUEL: ♪ Balance all the sweetest lies that I can burn ♪
♪ How long were you waiting ♪
♪ Will you take me 'fore you give up ♪
♪ Bones are meant to break in here ♪
♪ Hearts are meant to break in love ♪
♪ Way too smart for this ♪
♪ But your problem is ♪
♪ You don't know better, babe ♪
♪ It's so much better, babe ♪
♪ Running to the darkness but you looking for the light ♪
♪ Searching through the city ♪
♪ For what's been here all this time, babe ♪
I'll see you when it's over.
When it's over.
MIGUEL: ♪ You are fire ♪
♪ Have you ever done and done and done ♪
♪ Ever fuck with a real nigga ♪
♪ A real-ass nigga before ♪
♪ Have you ♪
♪ You ever ♪
♪ Have you ever done ♪
This is war, LaKeisha.
I--[ scoffs ]
I should send you and Cash away.
MIGUEL: ♪ You wasted time ♪
If I could help you, I'm staying.
MIGUEL: ♪ We both know that you deserve better ♪
♪ You need a real-ass nigga like me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Love me, baby ♪
♪ Oh, babe ♪
♪
LaKeisha,
I don't know where this is gonna stop
or how this is gonna end.
I don't care.
I'm staying.
MIGUEL: ♪ You know we always been connected ♪
♪ I ain't perfect ♪
♪ Baby, you should always feel protected ♪
♪ I'm saying ♪
♪ Have you ♪
♪ Have you ever ♪
♪ Ever had a real man, baby ♪
♪ You ever had a-- a real man like me ♪
♪ And I know you ♪
♪ I know you searching, baby ♪
♪ You know you deserve, you deserve better ♪
♪ You deserve better ♪
♪ Have you ♪
♪ Have you ever ♪
I'm sorry, Angie.
MIGUEL: ♪ All right ♪
♪ With someone like me ♪
♪ I know you ♪
[ cries ]
MIGUEL: ♪ Keep searching ♪
♪ 'Cause you know that you deserve better ♪
♪ Need a real-ass nigga like me, yeah ♪
♪
♪ Way too smart for this ♪
♪ But your problem is ♪
♪ You don't know better, babe ♪
♪ It's so much better, babe ♪
♪ Running to the darkness but you looking for the light ♪
♪ Searching through the city ♪
♪ For what's been here all this time, babe ♪
♪ You wasted ♪
♪ Time searching ♪
♪ But we both know that you deserve better ♪
♪ Need a real-ass nigga like me, yeah ♪