Power Book II: Ghost (2020) s01e03 Episode Script
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[TARIQ.]
Previously on Ghost [DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
[BRAYDEN.]
I saw you macking on that other chick too, man.
She moving weight for you? What? Fuck no.
Dude, it's cool.
I just I can help.
[CHASE.]
What's up, Scott? Don't you have anything we can actually have fun with, Macklemore? Nah, man.
I'm all out.
[CHASE.]
You're always fucking out, bro.
Dude, I told you, we could make fucking bank here.
[TAMEIKA.]
If you had an accomplice, you have to tell me who it is.
- They might expose you.
- [TASHA.]
That won't happen.
Is it your son? - Tameika, you're fired.
- What? - Tasha, you will lose your deal.
- Get out! Your mother was supposed to take that sweet-ass deal that Tameika and I got for her.
Wait, so that deal was you? I signed a waiver so that she could represent your mom.
It was handled.
[BLANCA.]
She knew where to find the body, but she did not commit that murder.
She's not physically capable.
So it is reasonable to assume that maybe she ordered the hit to shut him up? - Yes, but - That's all, Your Honor.
Whatever happens in our house, it stays in our house.
Stansfield got me keeping Zeke in school so he could play ball, and that's what Monet wants.
Me and you, we on the same team, nigga.
[CARRIE.]
And then we had sex in his office.
[BOTH MOANING SOFTLY.]
How can I fix this? When you have to be with him, only talk about work.
Never be alone together and never close the door.
[TARIQ.]
Your mom is Monet, and your father is Lorenzo Tejada.
What's he in there for? What you think? How can you stay with a guy who's inside for life? You know what Lorenzo's name get me in these streets? Protection.
You have a way of talking to your father? Why? Tariq's mom needs a friend inside.
He asked if I can get her a morning-after pill.
[MONET.]
Hmm.
I can work with that.
What can you find out for me on a kid named Tariq St.
Patrick? [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
[JOE.]
They say this is a big, rich town I just come from the poorest part Bright lights, city life I gotta make it this is where it goes down I just happen to 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 I'm from that city full of yellow cabs and skyscrapers It's hard to get a start in these parts without paper Homey, I grew up in hell a block away from heaven That corner every 15 minutes they moving seven Pure snow, bag it then watch it go Occupational options get some blow or some hos Shoot the ball or the strap learn to rap or to jack Fuck it, man in the meantime Go head and pump a pack This my regal, royal flow my James Bond bounce That 007 that's 62 on my count I'm an undercover liar I lie under the covers Look a bitch in the eyes And tell her baby, I love ya You're my inspiration you're my motivation You're the reason that I'm moving with no hesitation [JOE.]
They say this is a big, rich town Yeah, I just come from the poorest part Bright lights, city life I gotta make it this is where it goes down Oh, yeah, yeah I just happen to come up hard Legal or illegal, baby I gotta make it [MAN.]
Hit it! I got this shit from the trap Few baggies, my pen and my pad I done got rich off of rap You throw 'em, we sending 'em back, that shit is a fact My young boy ain't got no ID on him He had to slip through the back They took everything he had off his body He thought he was lit 'cause he rap Gotta hustle go get off your back He broke go get him a pack I just blew ten up in Saks Fuck cops they kill if you Black You might get a deal if you nice Gelato I'm smoking to give you the feeling You feel when you still on a flight Light up that blunt go wheelie that bike This is our life This a lifestyle that we cherish every day Taking risks to count this cash in every way If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved Only thing on my bucket list Hey, uh, y'all are cool if I settle up next week, right? [GROANS.]
Where's my money at, huh? - Where's my money? Where's my money? - Right here.
What the fuck is this? [CLERK.]
It's all I got! I swear! I'll get the rest to you by next week.
Next week.
You think we wait, giving you till next week, huh? Yo, this nigga's un-fucking-reliable Yo! Yo, yo, yo, yo.
It's good.
It's good.
- It's good.
- Stupid! Go ahead.
Go ahead.
My nigga, you got until Friday.
Or I ain't stopping him next time.
Forty fucking dollars? Come on, man! Rich my persona I fucked your bitch a new Wrangler Jeep Keep that stick on me 'cause if they play - We gon' play for keeps - [TEXT MESSAGE WHOOSHES.]
[DRU.]
Oh, well, you got soft-ass knuckles.
[DRU AND CANE CHUCKLE.]
What took y'all so damn long? Oh, what you mean? Between all the chatting up and beating down, it's not like we're collecting; this shit takes time.
Baby bro, you gotta put in time with all the people, okay? That's how this works.
Everything the sun touches is ours.
If you don't get that Lion King shit the fuck up outta here [LAUGHS.]
I'm just saying, though.
You gotta make sure everybody in the kingdom feels the love.
You're dumb, just so you know.
Fuck! Looks like your loving didn't work.
Yo, these GTG niggas are bugging.
Let me see that shit.
[DRU.]
Wow.
Wow, they stay doing that dumb shit.
It's like they want the cops all up in their business.
And ours too.
[DRU.]
Run that shit back.
What's Lil' Guap even saying? Who cares, nigga? You about to write this shit down? - Let's go.
- What-what you gonna do? I'm about to go tell these niggas real politely that they fucking with our money.
You gotta tell Ma.
[MONET.]
Tell me what? [UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS.]
Y'all got ten seconds to tell me what the fuck is going on in here.
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING OVER CELL PHONE.]
[DIANA.]
Look, it's GTG celebrating.
[MONET.]
Oh, fuck these little niggas.
Exactly.
It's on.
Way to go, Diana.
[CELL PHONE BUZZES.]
I'm not gonna allow you to let me go out there with my ass hanging out again, Tasha! You need to stop lying to us right now.
I'm not lying! And Saxe knows damn well I didn't kill Terry Silver.
Terry loved me.
He wanted me to turn on Ghost.
He was trying to save me, and Ghost killed him.
Then how did you know where to find Silver's body? I know the man I married.
I guessed.
Even if that was the truth, Saxe made it look like you were involved.
If the judge bought it, so will the jury.
But that's not what happened.
It's not the truth that matters! It's what we can sell to a jury.
Okay, fine.
Then put me on the stand.
No.
[CHUCKLES.]
Absolutely not.
With your lying ass? No, if you let me get on the stand and-and tell my side of the story, the jury will believe me.
You get other women, other mothers on the stand, they'll understand.
I'm stronger than any bullshit Saxe will try to come up with.
Okay.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
What? No! We'll play it your way.
We'll put you on the stand.
Thank you.
[DOOR BANGS OPEN.]
- [DOOR CLANGS SHUT.]
- Have you lost your mind? She hasn't been straight with us from the beginning.
If she testifies, we have no idea what could happen to her on cross.
- She cannot take the stand.
- I know that.
But our client doesn't.
Correct me if I'm wrong, Mr.
St.
Patrick, but they have clocks in the freshmen dorms, right? [TARIQ.]
Yes, sir, they do.
[OLIVER.]
And you've heard the phrase "punctuality is a virtue"? "Of the bored".
I'm sorry? "Punctuality is a virtue of the bored", sir.
Evelyn Waugh.
Well, then I trust you're late because you actually bothered to finish the book this time.
Yes, The Apology.
I finished it, sir.
Good.
Well, then we can begin with you.
What do we learn about virtue from Socrates' actions in front of the Athenian court? Nothing.
I feel like Socrates was very stupid to not defend himself, actually.
Uh, I see.
Your remedial analysis shouldn't surprise me.
It's why I told Professor Milgram Canonical Studies was too advanced for you.
This proves my point.
Okay, let's move on.
[TARIQ.]
I read the book.
And I understand it.
I just didn't find any virtue in Socrates' actions.
He chose to make a mockery of the-of the courtroom, of his peers, to condescend to the jury and forget of those accusations levied against him.
That's why he died.
You find that virtuous? Socrates was making a point about the invalidity of the accusations against him, okay? I-is there no room Socrates was a victim of his own hubris.
Some men believe that their status grants them immunity from the rest of us, like they're above the law.
Men like that meet their end.
[OLIVER.]
So thousands of years of scholarship on Socrates is all incorrect in your opinion? Including my own.
Look, virtue is in the eye of the beholder.
Okay, someone that thinks they're so much smarter than another is blind.
I mean, even a scholar could be wrong.
Well, it's original.
I'm sure it'll make for a very interesting paper.
Okay, let's go to page 25, please.
Yo, is this nigga trying to fail? I don't know what he's doing.
Why the fuck he try to embarrass me with that stupid-ass "do they have clocks" bullshit? That nigga just gonna fail me.
Look, this is college, Tariq.
If you want to pass, sit down, shut up, and say what he wants to hear.
You want me to act like I agree even if I don't? No, you don't have to agree, but coming for him isn't gonna do you any favors.
You need to play the game, especially with Simmons.
But he was wrong.
You want me to just let him win? Is winning that important to you? You know, you're a lot like my brother, always needing to win.
But when the pressure got too much, he ended up in rehab.
Damn.
I'm sorry to hear that.
It's okay.
But you need to let the people who want to help you help you.
Like me.
Yeah, maybe I will, but right now, I gotta go.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
[MELLOW HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS.]
- [CELL PHONE KEYBOARD TAPPING.]
- [TEXT MESSAGE WHOOSHES.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[TASHA.]
Looks like you dropped something.
How'd you get it? A friend.
Are you a friend of mine, Laila? [DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
[CELL PHONE CAMERA CLICKING.]
Why you want a friend at MCC? Don't nobody stay here past their trial.
It seems dumb to make a friend at a bus stop.
But it's clear you've been here before, and you know Marshal Meredith, and I hope you know whoever made you want that morning-after pill.
COs ain't friends.
And he ain't a bad way to pass the time.
[TASHA.]
See, that's what I mean.
You know how to move in here.
By the looks of it, so do you.
What's your name again? Tasha.
Tasha Green.
Hey, Marshal? You got anything else for me to do today? I got another job to get to.
[MEREDITH.]
Nah, thanks, Bishop.
You can go.
Green? I thought I heard St.
Patrick.
Yeah, well, that name follows me around whether I like it or not.
[MELLOW HIP-HIP MUSIC PLAYS.]
[GATE BUZZES, CLATTERS.]
[RICKY.]
We cut him off.
[SPEAKING SPANGLISH.]
Yo, boss, you busy? [LORENZO.]
Nope.
'Cause they were losing anyway.
Peace.
- Ricky.
- [RICKY SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[RICKY SPEAKING SPANISH.]
Want a beer? [BISHOP.]
Got another job today.
[LORENZO.]
Good for you.
Did you do what I asked? Yeah, yeah, I put the phone and the pill in her cell.
But she didn't take the pill.
I mean, I couldn't really see, but I think she gave it away.
- She gave away the pill? - Yeah.
Look.
[LORENZO.]
So she's not fucking a CO.
Would you look at that? [CELL PHONE BUZZING.]
I gotta take this.
[BISHOP.]
A'ight.
[PHONE CONTINUES BUZZING.]
Hey, baby, is this an emergency? We didn't schedule a call.
[MONET.]
We got a problem.
Lil' Guap and his boys keep posting on the Internet.
They're gonna get us all roped up.
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
- He's harmless.
- Yeah, until one of our names is in their mouths when they looking at time.
We gotta cut these niggas off now.
[LORENZO.]
Mo, Mo, listen.
You know I can't do that.
Lil' Guap's father took a bullet for me.
Send Dru to talk to him.
Dru ain't gonna convince Guap of nothing.
- But Cane can handle it.
- [LORENZO.]
I didn't say Cane.
I said Dru.
Call me when it's done.
[CELL PHONE CLACKS.]
Hey, yo.
So? What did Pops say? Dru's gonna handle it.
- [BOTH.]
Dru? - They not gonna listen to me.
But you bet your ass Lil' Guap and his homeboys will listen to me.
I said Dru's gonna handle it.
Diana and I have Zeke's game tomorrow.
You can go then.
A'ight.
Cane, I want you to go with your brother and watch his back.
But I don't want him to see you or even know you're there.
You understand? Your father wants him to learn how to do this himself.
Am I clear? Yeah, I got you, Ma.
[SIGHS.]
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING.]
I think that paper due the day after tomorrow.
You think? Bro, I have a paper due the same exact day.
Yeah, I forgot.
I've been busy.
I don't got time to write two papers.
I got a game tomorrow.
I can't write the paper then.
All right, man, fine.
I got you.
[ZEKE.]
You my mans.
I owe you, 'Riq.
Yeah, matter of fact, you could get me now.
I gotta talk to your Auntie Monet.
About? Permission.
I wanted to ask her for permission to date Diana.
I know Diana wouldn't go against Monet's word Monet don't let Diana date.
And after dinner at her house the other night, she wants me to keep fam separate from my school life, so Hmm.
School life means me.
[ZEKE.]
Hey, you and me, we good, but Monet's word is law.
I'm on fire! [TARIQ SIGHS.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
Where are you taking me? I want my lawyer.
Oh, you'll see him.
You got a court appearance today.
Court appearance? He didn't tell me anything about that.
If it's last-minute, that ain't good.
[ENGINE IDLING.]
[MEREDITH.]
Bye, buddy.
Paula, what the hell is going on? I wasn't prepared for court today.
I can't show up looking like this.
You're right about that.
[TASHA.]
Who are they? [PAULA.]
Them? They're here to make you look innocent or what the jury will think looks innocent.
Lately I question who I am Somebody help me Understand Oh, oh, oh Oh Oh, oh What is this hearing about? [BAILIFF.]
All rise.
The court of the Eastern District of New York Criminal Division is now in session.
The Honorable Judge Burton presiding.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Everyone seated.
Bailiff, we're ready for the jury.
- Jury? - P-please, hold the jury.
Davis, what the fuck is going on? Okay, look, this is a mock trial, a dress rehearsal.
The judge, bailiff, jury, all of them have signed a nondisclosure agreement.
So anything you say is protected.
Hey, you wanted to tell your side of the story.
Prove to me right here today that I should put you on the stand.
So you got me dressed up like fucking Black Malibu Barbie so you could play make believe? Look, this is set up like a real trial.
Treat it like one.
You're paying these people and the jury by the hour.
Should we get started? [SIGHS.]
This is a waste of my time and my money.
I know that I can convince a jury that I'm not a queenpin.
- I already told you that.
- Well, tell them.
Bailiff, get the jury.
Unbelievable.
[MELLOW HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS.]
Yo.
- Yo.
- A'ight.
Dr.
Mehta almost gave me the whole nine.
Urine sample, blood test.
- Man, I fucking hate needles.
- That's fucked up.
I mean, you still got the prescription pages, - though, right? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I took a couple when she was out of the room, but I could only grab a few.
A few is all we need.
It's not all the way lined up yet, but I'm working on getting us a new supplier.
Good, 'cause I gotta go out of state to get these scripts filled; I'm not looking to kick it in Connecticut in my fucking free time.
Yeah, that shit is not lit.
But you know how to write the prescriptions, though, like the coding and all of that shit, right? Yeah, yeah, yeah, my sister has had an Addy scrip since she was, like, fucking 12, so got that shit memorized.
- You coming with? - Nah, I gotta stay back.
You know, distract Scott so we don't have no competition.
You feel me? But yo, make sure you go to, like, mom-and-pop pharmacies.
They don't call or ask questions.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got you.
I got you.
No CVSes too.
This ain't my first fucking rodeo.
- A'ight, bro.
Hit me, bro.
- A'ight.
Peace.
[DAVIS.]
You admitted in open court that you asked Tommy Egan to kill your husband for you.
[TASHA.]
I did say that.
And it's true.
He was the only person I could trust to get me away from James for good.
I'm not proud of what I did.
But if I had any other choice James was my whole life.
How old were you when you met? I was 19, a baby, in accounting school, still hoping I could have a singing career.
But James wiped all that away.
We got married.
We had kids.
And he took me out of Queens and moved me into the penthouse in Tribeca.
We had everything I could have ever wanted.
Sounds like a fairy tale.
When did things change? [DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
[SIGHS.]
Well we got pulled over on the BQE.
I was seven months pregnant with our twins, Tariq and Raina.
James had a gun in the car.
He told me to hide the gun because he said that I wouldn't be searched.
I hid the gun in my maternity dress.
- Next to my babies.
- You didn't have a choice? [TASHA.]
No.
I never had a choice with James.
Not after that moment.
- And I also loved him.
- But he cheated on you, - abused you.
- I still loved him.
And that love is why you tolerated his his criminal activity? Yes.
So you don't deny that you knew about his narcotics trafficking? Oh, no, I I don't deny that I knew.
And I know that there's some evidence that I opened some bank accounts for him.
[DAVIS.]
Did you launder money for your husband, Ms.
Green? I had the accounting degree.
He made me do it.
He made me do everything.
I don't know why the US Attorney is saying I was the boss.
James had all the power.
He called all the shots.
Thank you, Ms.
Green.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Ma, I'm as good as Zeke.
Why can he go off to college to play ball and I can't? He's not my son.
You're my daughter.
Say I let you go play college ball, then what? You go pro? It's not the same for females, D.
They make 75 bands a year if they're lucky.
How does that bullshit help the family? It's not about the family.
It's about my life.
Your life is this family.
What would your brothers do without you? They don't need me.
Daddy wants them to take over.
Yeah, Daddy.
Daddy wants a lot of things.
You think Dru can handle them GTG boys by himself? No.
Dru needs Cane to be the hammer so he can be the nice guy.
Exactly.
Daddy doesn't know them the way you do.
So I sent Cane to watch Dru's back.
We all play our positions, D.
It's my job to know what position you play.
What if you're wrong about people? I can't afford to be.
And Tariq? You thought Cane could scare him.
Ma, you were wrong.
Yeah, that was Zeke's mistake for bringing him around.
I had Ramirez look into Tariq.
Anybody who's around that boy for too long ends up either dead or locked up.
He's helping Zeke with school, but I don't need him any fucking closer than that.
Do you understand me? Yes.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER, WATER RUNNING.]
You good, Zeke? I'm chilling.
[CONNOR.]
Well, that's what you've been doing with all that free time, huh? - Chilling? - Yo, Connor, fall back - Was I talking to you, Everett? - You lost, Connor? Last time I checked, your locker was back with second string.
Oh, Coach Wallace moved me, since I'm busting my ass with a pre-MBA course load and doing your job as shooting guard.
Don't get too comfortable up there.
I'll be off probation soon.
You suddenly pulling As? [CHUCKLES.]
What makes you so sure? Those scouts aren't out there for you.
They might not be, but I don't need that draft number like Freaky Zekey does.
Scouts, they have a short memory.
So how many games do you think you can miss before they stop checking for you? [WALLACE.]
Cross.
I'm not supposed to give you this while you're still on probation, but you were supposed to be back by our first game.
Any updates on when you can play? I'm almost good, Coach.
I'll be back out there ASAP.
- [WALLACE.]
Mm.
- Can I warm up with the team? Remind the fans I'm still in it? It's against regulations, but you can make an appearance at the post-game tonight.
Dean Brooks has been on my ass to make a statement about your absence, but you can do it instead.
Coach, I want to play.
I don't want to talk to a bunch of reporters.
You want to go pro, right? Press is part of playing the game.
Right, talent counts on the court, but giving good press, that makes you a star.
So what do I say? Just make nice.
All right, the fans are gonna be disappointed they didn't get to see you play, so apologize.
It's not my fault I can't play.
It is to them.
Why are you gentlemen sitting around holding each other's dicks instead of warming up? All right, let's get out there! - Yes coach.
- [EXCITED CHATTER.]
[WALLACE.]
See you on the bench, Cross.
[PLAYERS YELLING.]
[CHEERLEADERS.]
Let's go, Stallions.
Let's go.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- [AIR HORN BLARES.]
- [TARIQ.]
Hi, Ms.
Tejada.
- [MONET.]
Hello.
- [TARIQ.]
What's up, Diana? - [DIANA.]
Hey.
I just wanted to thank you guys for what you did for my mom.
- I really appreciate it.
- It's nothing.
[AIR HORN BLARES.]
Maybe I could sit and watch the game with you guys? Cross, Zeke.
We're his family.
- How many of you are there? - Two.
Is your mom mad at me or something? She's in a mood.
Mrs.
Tejada, I wasn't expecting to see you here tonight.
Why wouldn't I be? - I never miss Zeke's games.
- Uh, well, can we talk? [TARIQ.]
What's going on? Look some people we work with are acting up.
My brother Dru is trying to keep them in line, but honestly, I think she's just over it.
I mean, it's not like they bring that much in for us.
So then what is she still working with them for? She doesn't have a choice, so then she takes it out on me.
And unless I say something she want to hear, she ain't listening to nothing I say.
Well, he has his tutor.
I thought his grades was coming up.
[WALLACE.]
Just not fast enough for today's game.
There's a little bit of red tape right now, but we'll get him there.
It's just gonna take a little bit more time.
I mean, you gotta play your audience.
You gotta tell her what she wants to hear.
It's not like you could change the fact that she's in charge.
Look, I should go.
I'm sorry you can't sit with us.
Nah, it's fine.
I got a couple papers I gotta finish writing anyway, so I'll hit you later, all right? A'ight.
[SIGHS.]
- [CELL PHONE BUTTONS BEEP.]
- [LINE RINGS.]
Papi, can you do me a favor? [KNOCK AT DOOR.]
Oh, you cute, cute.
This about to be fun.
[SCOTT.]
Uh [EPIPHANY.]
You Scott, right? And you are? Mm, I'm your birthday present, baby.
Uh, it's not my [CLEARS THROAT.]
It's not my birthday.
Oh, well, I am paid for, and I've gotta give somebody a lap dance.
Why not you? Well, but I gotta go to a party.
Okay, uh, I can be a little late.
- This is a party.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Yeah, I guess.
- It's a party, hey! - All right.
It's a party.
Guess I can be a little late, um Yes, you can be late.
Oh, I have a question.
Yeah, what's your question? Um, do you do uh, what's it shibari? Mm, see, that's in "My Girl Don't Do This" package.
- Oh.
- But you can get it next time.
- What's your name? - [CELL PHONE BUZZING.]
- Oh.
- Oh, shit.
Listen, that's my man.
He probably looking for me.
I gotta make a call, but I'll be right back with you, boo.
Your-your man.
- [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
- Uh, is he coming around or Nigga, what you want? I already told you I was with a client.
- I can go if you want to - Hell no.
He already paid.
I can talk.
What's up? I can give you the space.
[MAN.]
What up, Dru? [HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING.]
Dru-sito Tejada! - You out past curfew, bro? - [CHUCKLES.]
I mean, this is more Cane's scene than yours.
I ain't staying long, Lil' Guap.
I got a message from Monet.
The fuck, you-you brushing off my yeah, my, uh what do you call that, uh Hospitality? Yeah, you let him in so he can kick it with you.
Yeah, hospitality, yo.
I just let you in my spot when you can see I'm having some me time.
That's-that-that's-that's - Inconsiderate.
- Inconsiderate, bro.
What the fuck's Monet gotta say that can't wait? Well, she-she wanted to give you your props for killing it for her organization, man.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
[CHUCKLES.]
Hey, hey, that's what's up.
Hey, somebody get my man something to drink, man.
- We about to get faded.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Hey, your Pops, Lorenzo, cool guy, man, cool.
Monet, shit.
I didn't think she liked me.
Now she's sending me attaboys? That's what's up.
Y'all are some top-level earners, man.
[LIL' GUAP.]
Yeah, man, we're Internet famous now.
People love seeing how we live, and they want to be cool with us, for real.
About that.
Monet, she's worried the law might see this.
Maybe y'all could just cool with that for a little while.
Hey, man, hey, look, I get it, a'ight? But she's old-school, so just chill.
For a little while.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, we chillin'.
- Cool.
- We chillin'.
Hey, and you chillin' with us too, bro.
What the fuck, man? [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
You know, maybe your mom's always on my dick because she ain't got any in a decade.
You ever think about that? [DRU.]
You're way the fuck outta line.
[LIL' GUAP.]
Yeah, what the fuck you gonna do about it? [CANE.]
Nothing.
[LIL' GUAP.]
Cane.
Me-me and Dru, we was just fucking around.
Hey, we good, right, Dru? Dru, come on.
Let's go.
- I'ma keep this.
- Yeah, take that shit, bro.
[SIGHS.]
[CHUCKLES.]
- [GUNSHOTS.]
- [LIL' GUAP.]
Oh, fuck, bro! What the fuck? I can't fucking believe you, man! - What, you watching me? - Ma told me to.
[DRU.]
She tell you to shoot up the fucking place too, man? I had it under control.
[CANE.]
No, you didn't.
- Police! Don't move! - Come on! Shit! [OFFICER.]
Copy that.
Shots fired.
Sending backup.
Fuck! [HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS.]
[CANE.]
This way, this way, this way.
Oh, shit.
There's no way out, man.
There's a way.
Cane, we ain't killing no fucking cop, man.
You ain't.
I am.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Officer, the perps went this way! You want them to get away? - No, sir! - Then let's go, come on! [RAMIREZ.]
Come on! [INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER.]
[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Get the fuck off me, man.
[DRU.]
I had it under control.
- [REPORTERS CLAMORING.]
- [MAN.]
Hell of a game, Connor.
Well, I, uh, can't take all the credit, but I did put up most of the points.
[MAN.]
Zeke, since he is filling in for you while you're on probation, any thoughts on Connor's performance? I appreciate him keeping my seat warm, but, uh, he shouldn't get too comfortable.
I'll be back for the next game.
[REPORTERS CLAMORING.]
Whoo, that's right, baby! That's right! He'll be back.
Does that mean you're coming off probation soon? Coach Wallace, do you have specifics? No further comment at this time.
- [REPORTERS CLAMORING.]
- Coach Wallace! Coach, come on any comment? Anything to add? Coach Wallace? [DOG BARKING DISTANTLY.]
[RAMIREZ.]
Mo, if they got caught, that charge doesn't disappear no matter what I do.
I know, and I'm grateful.
You're lucky I got the call.
Why did you get a call? We had a few cruisers in the area because these boys have been posting videos.
We heard gunshots.
Found this.
[LIL' GUAP.]
We chillin'.
We chillin'.
[RAMIREZ.]
You see it? That's the jacket that Dru was wearing tonight, Mo.
You need to put your business on pause.
- I can't do that.
- [SIGHS.]
You keep doing business with these kids, one of them will get pulled in and talk.
Listen to me, I want to protect you, but you have to help me here, okay? - I can't do that.
- Please, lay low.
- Lay low, please.
- Shh.
Listen At least until they pull their patrols, okay? I can't afford to do that.
Mo.
[GENTLE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Don't you think the gun's gonna get in the way? [CHUCKLES.]
[CELL PHONE BUZZES.]
[BRAYDEN.]
Whatever you did to keep Scott out of the party worked.
By the end, I didn't even have to do anything.
It was crazy.
The pledge master said that I'm the only freshman he fucks with.
If we get more, dude, we'll be making a fucking killing.
You think your new connect will have other pills? See how much we got for now.
[SUCKS TEETH.]
Fuck.
I need a lot more money than this so I can help my mom.
Say no more, man.
I'm fucking in.
So why are we back here? I think I proved my point yesterday.
Direct examination is only half the fight, Tasha.
Now you have to withstand cross.
I think you might recognize the prosecutor I brought in to help us today.
[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS.]
I fired her.
[DAVIS.]
She's here as a favor to me.
She's the closest thing to Saxe that you're gonna face.
She knows your whole case.
Get up there.
[TAMEIKA.]
Ms.
Green, let's go back in time, shall we? You opened accounts for your husband.
Yes.
I did what he told me to do.
[TAMEIKA.]
Right, as you said.
So how did that work? He gave you cash and somehow you turned it into legitimate money? The nightclubs, laundromats, parking lots.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
They were all cash businesses, so it was easy to run the money through those and turn it into taxable, legitimate funds.
And your family lived off this drug money.
Used it to pay for your home, your cars, your kids' tuitions, your clothes.
Nice hair, by the way.
You testified that you were afraid of your husband.
Is that true? Yes.
But when your husband was on trial for Greg Knox's murder, you began an affair with his defense attorney, Terry Silver.
I fell in love with Terry, and James killed him.
Yes, let's get to that.
Silver was working with the US Attorney's office to put you, your husband, and Egan in jail.
- Correct? - No, not correct.
Terry was not cooperating against me.
He wanted me to testify against my husband.
James found out about our relationship and Are you about to tell this jury that James St.
Patrick killed Terry Silver over jealousy over you? - He was Angela's man by then.
- It's the truth.
No, Tasha, this wasn't personal.
It was business.
You told James that Silver was working with the Feds.
You arranged to meet Silver in his parking garage.
You admitted to Blanca Rodriguez that you had sex with him to give James time to arrive.
No.
[TAMEIKA.]
Silver never made it out of that garage.
And when the Feds came looking for him, you knew the exact location where James must have dumped the body.
You just left out the part where you gave the order.
I didn't kill Terry! [TAMEIKA.]
Only you knew how dangerous he was to your organization.
You had to be the one to give the order that it was time for him to go.
James didn't take orders from me.
But Tommy Egan did.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
It-it wasn't an order.
It was a cry for help.
Mm, what about Angela Valdes? Did you ask Tommy to kill her too? What? No! [TAMEIKA.]
James was your whole life.
He cheated on you.
He wouldn't stop even after your daughter was killed.
He was still in love with Angela Valdes.
I think he killed Angela at your bidding.
Oh, wait-wait.
What did you say? - A cry for help? - No.
[TAMEIKA.]
Then Angela was dead.
Your husband's lover was out of the way.
Then there was the problem of your lover, Terry, a potential witness and a top-notch legal mind.
He had to be eliminated too.
Maybe James did it, or maybe you asked Tommy to help you again and to tell you where he hid the body just in case.
Either way, it was your call.
No.
[TAMEIKA.]
And then when James wouldn't come back to you, when he began a relationship with Ramona Garrity, when he was leaving you behind for Albany, he wasn't just abandoning you.
He was leaving behind your criminal enterprise, your family.
He had to be stopped.
And so you reached out to Tommy one last time, and he answered your call.
He killed his lifelong partner, his best friend, because you call the shots, Tasha.
Because you had all the power.
It's-it's not true.
It's not true! All 12 jurors voted guilty, even the women.
I wasn't the boss, Paula.
I'm innocent of these charges.
But you're not totally innocent, are you? Unless you start telling us the truth, this is the last outfit you're ever gonna wear.
Hurry up.
I gotta take you back to your cell.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS.]
[TAMEIKA.]
Saxe was at the Eastern District long before me.
Whatever I know, he knows and then some.
If I were you, I'd go to him on my hands and knees and try to get another plea.
Join the team.
What? You heard me.
Join the team.
Help me defend Tasha.
I can't win this without you.
While I appreciate how hard that must've been for you to say, no.
- [DAVIS.]
You think she's the queenpin.
- She's not.
And you still won't help? I mean, come on.
Join me.
We can win this case together, a Black dream team.
Huh? Just think of the press.
Think of the headlines.
You can sell water to a drowning man, Davis.
I've seen you do it.
But you're not gonna be able to sell a jury that Tasha is innocent.
She knows too much, she did too much, and Saxe isn't stupid.
[DAVIS.]
Right, Saxe.
Why were you representing him? How do you know about that? [DAVIS.]
He signed a waiver to let you defend her.
It was filed with the court.
Paula found it.
I can't tell you anything.
It's privileged.
- You know that.
- All I know is our sitting US Attorney was in some legal trouble, enough to go to you for help.
Nice try.
Good-bye, Paula.
Good-bye, Davis.
I look forward to getting my check.
Can we drop this case now? Tasha is going to jail.
The last of her money just walked out the door, literally.
It's time to cut bait.
You saw Tameika's face.
[SCOFFS.]
This case isn't about Tasha.
It's about Cooper Saxe.
Ah.
It's not time for us to cut bait, Paula.
It's time for us to double down and go all in.
[SIGHS.]
You got everything you need up here, babe? I'm good.
I'll send you some more cigars.
You'll probably run out soon anyway, right? Mo, we gotta talk about the kids, the business.
The way you're running things, it ain't working.
Well, it would work if you'd let me run it my way.
Dru almost got caught on camera thanks to Lil' Guap.
If I didn't send Cane, he'd be dead or in cuffs right now.
Are you sure that's the way it went down? Or is that what Cane said went down? I can't believe you disobeyed me.
I'm not one of the kids.
I'm your wife.
I'm the one holding it down at home while you're in here.
Out of the two of us, I know those kids.
Except they're not kids.
You need to stop babying Dru.
If he's gonna take over for me, he needs to learn.
He's not built like Cane and Diana.
Why does it have to be Dru? Because he's the only choice.
Cane is unpredictable.
And you're too attached to Diana.
She's not built like the boys.
She should be going to school like she always wanted.
Oh, so that's why you asked me to come up.
To talk about Diana going to school.
Why you bringing this shit up now? Because you can't run this forever.
And this was never the way it was supposed to go down to begin with.
[KNOCK AT DOOR.]
[MAN.]
All right, time's up.
I couldn't take care of you the way I was supposed to.
This is the only way I can make sure you're gonna be all right.
Mo, you gotta trust me.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
- [LAUREN.]
Long night? - You could say that.
[LAUREN.]
Hmm.
Oh, what did you do, stay up all night sticking it to the man? No, actually, I got some good advice.
I wrote 20 pages on all that shit that Oliver said in class.
Well, I'm glad you decided not to shoot yourself in the foot.
Was it hard not to win? Kind of.
Maybe next time, me and you could write together and you could help make it way easier.
[SCOFFS SOFTLY.]
You see? You see? Gotta give the people what they want.
Mm-hmm.
[BOTH SIGH.]
Damn, Tariq, I'm really sorry.
I-I didn't think he was gonna fail you.
Maybe if you talk to Professor Simmons Mr.
St.
Patrick, hello.
Are you late for our last class or very early for our next one? Why did you fail me? I didn't fail you.
I-I did think your paper would be more scintillating based on your ideas in class, but no, it-it fulfilled the requirements.
- It was fine.
- So why didn't I get credit? [OLIVER.]
I have no idea.
Look, a professor of my stature is beyond grading papers.
Ask Professor Reynolds.
[SIGHS.]
[CARRIE.]
Caridad Milgram.
Please leave a message.
[BEEPS.]
Hey, it's me again.
I've been calling you.
You haven't returned my calls.
Just want to make sure you're okay, that's all.
I haven't seen you around, so [CELL PHONE CLICKS.]
Why'd you give me no credit? I wrote a good paper.
It was a good paper, Tariq, but the assignment was to defend your opinion on The Apology.
I wrote what I thought Oliver would want to see.
I mean, if I knew you were grading the papers, - I would've - [JABARI.]
You would've what? Gamed me like you did Professor Simmons? I would have wrote what I said in class.
I know, Tariq.
That's my point.
Have a seat.
Listen, these institutions were not built for us.
Okay, they were forced to accept us.
Now, if you're willing to change yourself in order to fit in here, then you're missing the point of the struggle it took for us to get here in the first place.
People like Professor Simmons are rarely challenged by the way you challenged him.
He called me out in front of the whole class.
Think I'm supposed to let that rock? No.
You really care what they think? I care about my grades.
A'ight, I can't afford to fail.
Is there anything I could do that'll make you change your mind? The grade stands.
This is your consequence for not using your voice.
You have to be authentic, Tariq.
People are gonna make up their minds about you whether you allow them to or not.
But you do not have to prove them right.
You're dismissed.
[SPORTS ANNOUNCER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON TV.]
- What? - [LAUGHS.]
The fuck is going on in here? We're just watching TV.
I can see what you doing.
Y'all in here acting like shit is sweet when you both almost got arrested for shooting up the GTG spot.
- [DRU.]
How you know about that? - Ma, I did what I was told.
Wait, y'all shot up GTG and didn't tell Ma? Lil' Guap was out of control.
Dru, who pulled first, your brother? I only did it 'cause Dru's not built for it.
I don't pull until I have to.
Ma, Lil' Guap was way too coked up.
I was just waiting for an opening.
Do we work for Lil' Guap? Are we on his schedule? So you waited so long that this nigga was almost able to catch you on camera, Dru? Did you pull your gun then? No, he didn't.
So you shoot up the place, and the cops show up.
The only reasons why you two assholes are not behind bars is because of Ramirez.
And I'm not gonna keep taking favors from him to clean up y'all mess! Now, get the fuck outta my face.
[TV CLICKS OFF.]
Now, I'ma ask you one question.
And you better not lie.
Did you call your father and ask him could you go to school? No.
Go get the family burner.
[CELL PHONE BUTTONS BEEPING.]
- I guess you didn't.
- I told you.
So what did Daddy say? You think you smarter than me? When you was coming, I was already going.
He may be your father, but you live here with me.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
This is my house.
[GUNFIRE ON TV.]
Man, this what the fuck you been busy doing? What? The fuck is your problem? Man, I just failed a paper trying to help your ass 'cause you said you had so much shit to do, but you don't look too busy to me.
If you failed, that shit ain't on me.
You know the arrangement.
Nigga, what? If I fail, then there ain't no arrangement.
And you'll be on probation forever.
Do you even want to stay in Stansfield? I need to.
If I don't play, I don't get drafted.
So then you're gonna have to do some of your own work, bro.
- We're on the same team.
- Okay, sorry.
Damn.
Apology ain't gonna cut it, bro.
I need a favor, and you can't say no.
What's the favor? [GUNFIRE ON TV.]
You still do a weekly dinner with your Aunt Monet? [SIGHS HEAVILY.]
[MELISSA.]
Your writing is so passionate.
Real.
Deep.
I read your first book when it came out.
You read Raw when it first came out? That's heavy material for a Teenager? [CHUCKLES.]
Well, it's a good thing I'm not one anymore.
[CHUCKLES.]
Well, I wrote that book a long time ago, so I'm not sure I'm that guy anymore.
Once a romantic, always a romantic, no? I mean, she's lucky.
I'd want someone to write about me the way you wrote about the woman in the book.
It's fiction.
But I read your interviews.
You said you were inspired by a woman.
[R&B MUSIC PLAYING SOFTLY.]
Okay, listen, um, even if I was, she is not the woman in the book, so Well, maybe I can be that person for you.
Okay, look, it's getting late.
I think we should call it a night.
So soon? I mean, what's the rush? We're the only ones here.
[MUFFLED R&B MUSIC PLAYING.]
Okay, stop.
Yeah, I-I can't.
- You're my student and - Graduate student.
[DOOR SLAMS.]
[ITEMS CLATTER.]
[JABARI MOANS.]
[MUFFLED THUMP.]
[BOTH MOAN.]
[MUFFLED THUD.]
[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[MUFFLED THUMPING.]
[MELISSA.]
Jabari.
[MUFFLED MOANING.]
[MOANING INTENSIFIES.]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Ma, what are you doing? - [MONET.]
Where is it? - [DIANA.]
Where's what? Don't play with me, Diana.
Where's that fucking phone? Calling your father behind my back, having your own burner.
I told you, girl, my house, my rules.
Now I'm putting things back the way they should be.
Ma! - Ma, stop! - [CELL PHONE CLATTERS.]
How did you know? [MONET.]
I figured it out.
[INDISTINCT DIALOGUE OVER TV.]
[LAUGHTER.]
[KNOCK AT DOOR.]
[TV CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY.]
[TV SHUTS OFF.]
Zeke, I thought you said Tariq left.
[ZEKE.]
I did.
I'm sorry I lied, Auntie Monet, but you saw what happened at that press conference.
I need Tariq.
He wants to talk to you.
Can you give him five minutes? For me.
Go outside and wait in the car.
[ZEKE.]
Thank you, Auntie.
You got five minutes.
If I'm gonna be keeping in him school, then we're gonna have to come to an understanding.
What's this? [DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
I don't need this.
I got enough.
I made this in just a few hours without even leaving campus.
How much time does it take for you to make some money like that? Boy, I'd be very careful about who you accuse of being a criminal.
The students here, all they do is party and study.
We could make a killing here.
All I need is a supplier.
You need a supplier? I don't even know you.
I can't trust you.
I mean, you trust me with Zeke's grades.
That's different.
My business is in Queens.
Can't touch him out here.
So Zeke is your priority.
Yup.
So then what happens if I fail outta here trying to figure out a way to take care of my family? Who's gonna have his back then? Who's gonna keep him on the court? Look, if you work with me, no one will even know your name.
You know the risk of the streets, and you can still choose to run in them, but you're always gonna have to pay a price.
If I agree to work with you, you cannot live with Zeke.
I mean, I don't want him around this shit at all.
- Do you understand me? - Hundred percent.
I have another place I could stay.
Does that mean we have a deal? [CELL PHONE BUZZING.]
- [MONET.]
That's your mother.
- I know how I feel if my kids miss my call.
You should get that.
[BUZZING CONTINUES.]
[MONET.]
We'll talk again soon.
- Go ahead.
- [BUZZING CONTINUES.]
[DOOR CLICKS SHUT.]
Hello, Ma.
You okay? I'm in trouble in court, Tariq.
Please, just give Davis whatever he wants.
[SIGHS.]
[TARIQ.]
Don't worry, Ma.
I got a plan.
Welcome to the Pussy Palace! [CHUCKLES.]
That's you.
Uh, oh, and check this shit out.
My dad had this same room when he was here.
A place to hide our stash.
Oh, shit.
Now we lit, yo.
This shit is about to come in clutch.
[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS.]
[BUZZER BLARES.]
How can we trust this kid Tariq? [MONET.]
We can't.
But I know how to keep him in line.
What's his weakness? - He is a weakness.
- [CELL PHONE BUZZING.]
[MONET.]
You need to make a call.
Tariq, everything okay? Your son is fine.
He's gonna start working for us.
Who is this? What do you want? [LORENZO.]
Make sure he does what we say.
If you don't, Tariq dies.
[CELL PHONE CLICKS.]
[SLAMS FIST.]
Previously on Ghost [DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
[BRAYDEN.]
I saw you macking on that other chick too, man.
She moving weight for you? What? Fuck no.
Dude, it's cool.
I just I can help.
[CHASE.]
What's up, Scott? Don't you have anything we can actually have fun with, Macklemore? Nah, man.
I'm all out.
[CHASE.]
You're always fucking out, bro.
Dude, I told you, we could make fucking bank here.
[TAMEIKA.]
If you had an accomplice, you have to tell me who it is.
- They might expose you.
- [TASHA.]
That won't happen.
Is it your son? - Tameika, you're fired.
- What? - Tasha, you will lose your deal.
- Get out! Your mother was supposed to take that sweet-ass deal that Tameika and I got for her.
Wait, so that deal was you? I signed a waiver so that she could represent your mom.
It was handled.
[BLANCA.]
She knew where to find the body, but she did not commit that murder.
She's not physically capable.
So it is reasonable to assume that maybe she ordered the hit to shut him up? - Yes, but - That's all, Your Honor.
Whatever happens in our house, it stays in our house.
Stansfield got me keeping Zeke in school so he could play ball, and that's what Monet wants.
Me and you, we on the same team, nigga.
[CARRIE.]
And then we had sex in his office.
[BOTH MOANING SOFTLY.]
How can I fix this? When you have to be with him, only talk about work.
Never be alone together and never close the door.
[TARIQ.]
Your mom is Monet, and your father is Lorenzo Tejada.
What's he in there for? What you think? How can you stay with a guy who's inside for life? You know what Lorenzo's name get me in these streets? Protection.
You have a way of talking to your father? Why? Tariq's mom needs a friend inside.
He asked if I can get her a morning-after pill.
[MONET.]
Hmm.
I can work with that.
What can you find out for me on a kid named Tariq St.
Patrick? [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
[JOE.]
They say this is a big, rich town I just come from the poorest part Bright lights, city life I gotta make it this is where it goes down I just happen to 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 I'm from that city full of yellow cabs and skyscrapers It's hard to get a start in these parts without paper Homey, I grew up in hell a block away from heaven That corner every 15 minutes they moving seven Pure snow, bag it then watch it go Occupational options get some blow or some hos Shoot the ball or the strap learn to rap or to jack Fuck it, man in the meantime Go head and pump a pack This my regal, royal flow my James Bond bounce That 007 that's 62 on my count I'm an undercover liar I lie under the covers Look a bitch in the eyes And tell her baby, I love ya You're my inspiration you're my motivation You're the reason that I'm moving with no hesitation [JOE.]
They say this is a big, rich town Yeah, I just come from the poorest part Bright lights, city life I gotta make it this is where it goes down Oh, yeah, yeah I just happen to come up hard Legal or illegal, baby I gotta make it [MAN.]
Hit it! I got this shit from the trap Few baggies, my pen and my pad I done got rich off of rap You throw 'em, we sending 'em back, that shit is a fact My young boy ain't got no ID on him He had to slip through the back They took everything he had off his body He thought he was lit 'cause he rap Gotta hustle go get off your back He broke go get him a pack I just blew ten up in Saks Fuck cops they kill if you Black You might get a deal if you nice Gelato I'm smoking to give you the feeling You feel when you still on a flight Light up that blunt go wheelie that bike This is our life This a lifestyle that we cherish every day Taking risks to count this cash in every way If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved Only thing on my bucket list Hey, uh, y'all are cool if I settle up next week, right? [GROANS.]
Where's my money at, huh? - Where's my money? Where's my money? - Right here.
What the fuck is this? [CLERK.]
It's all I got! I swear! I'll get the rest to you by next week.
Next week.
You think we wait, giving you till next week, huh? Yo, this nigga's un-fucking-reliable Yo! Yo, yo, yo, yo.
It's good.
It's good.
- It's good.
- Stupid! Go ahead.
Go ahead.
My nigga, you got until Friday.
Or I ain't stopping him next time.
Forty fucking dollars? Come on, man! Rich my persona I fucked your bitch a new Wrangler Jeep Keep that stick on me 'cause if they play - We gon' play for keeps - [TEXT MESSAGE WHOOSHES.]
[DRU.]
Oh, well, you got soft-ass knuckles.
[DRU AND CANE CHUCKLE.]
What took y'all so damn long? Oh, what you mean? Between all the chatting up and beating down, it's not like we're collecting; this shit takes time.
Baby bro, you gotta put in time with all the people, okay? That's how this works.
Everything the sun touches is ours.
If you don't get that Lion King shit the fuck up outta here [LAUGHS.]
I'm just saying, though.
You gotta make sure everybody in the kingdom feels the love.
You're dumb, just so you know.
Fuck! Looks like your loving didn't work.
Yo, these GTG niggas are bugging.
Let me see that shit.
[DRU.]
Wow.
Wow, they stay doing that dumb shit.
It's like they want the cops all up in their business.
And ours too.
[DRU.]
Run that shit back.
What's Lil' Guap even saying? Who cares, nigga? You about to write this shit down? - Let's go.
- What-what you gonna do? I'm about to go tell these niggas real politely that they fucking with our money.
You gotta tell Ma.
[MONET.]
Tell me what? [UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS.]
Y'all got ten seconds to tell me what the fuck is going on in here.
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING OVER CELL PHONE.]
[DIANA.]
Look, it's GTG celebrating.
[MONET.]
Oh, fuck these little niggas.
Exactly.
It's on.
Way to go, Diana.
[CELL PHONE BUZZES.]
I'm not gonna allow you to let me go out there with my ass hanging out again, Tasha! You need to stop lying to us right now.
I'm not lying! And Saxe knows damn well I didn't kill Terry Silver.
Terry loved me.
He wanted me to turn on Ghost.
He was trying to save me, and Ghost killed him.
Then how did you know where to find Silver's body? I know the man I married.
I guessed.
Even if that was the truth, Saxe made it look like you were involved.
If the judge bought it, so will the jury.
But that's not what happened.
It's not the truth that matters! It's what we can sell to a jury.
Okay, fine.
Then put me on the stand.
No.
[CHUCKLES.]
Absolutely not.
With your lying ass? No, if you let me get on the stand and-and tell my side of the story, the jury will believe me.
You get other women, other mothers on the stand, they'll understand.
I'm stronger than any bullshit Saxe will try to come up with.
Okay.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
What? No! We'll play it your way.
We'll put you on the stand.
Thank you.
[DOOR BANGS OPEN.]
- [DOOR CLANGS SHUT.]
- Have you lost your mind? She hasn't been straight with us from the beginning.
If she testifies, we have no idea what could happen to her on cross.
- She cannot take the stand.
- I know that.
But our client doesn't.
Correct me if I'm wrong, Mr.
St.
Patrick, but they have clocks in the freshmen dorms, right? [TARIQ.]
Yes, sir, they do.
[OLIVER.]
And you've heard the phrase "punctuality is a virtue"? "Of the bored".
I'm sorry? "Punctuality is a virtue of the bored", sir.
Evelyn Waugh.
Well, then I trust you're late because you actually bothered to finish the book this time.
Yes, The Apology.
I finished it, sir.
Good.
Well, then we can begin with you.
What do we learn about virtue from Socrates' actions in front of the Athenian court? Nothing.
I feel like Socrates was very stupid to not defend himself, actually.
Uh, I see.
Your remedial analysis shouldn't surprise me.
It's why I told Professor Milgram Canonical Studies was too advanced for you.
This proves my point.
Okay, let's move on.
[TARIQ.]
I read the book.
And I understand it.
I just didn't find any virtue in Socrates' actions.
He chose to make a mockery of the-of the courtroom, of his peers, to condescend to the jury and forget of those accusations levied against him.
That's why he died.
You find that virtuous? Socrates was making a point about the invalidity of the accusations against him, okay? I-is there no room Socrates was a victim of his own hubris.
Some men believe that their status grants them immunity from the rest of us, like they're above the law.
Men like that meet their end.
[OLIVER.]
So thousands of years of scholarship on Socrates is all incorrect in your opinion? Including my own.
Look, virtue is in the eye of the beholder.
Okay, someone that thinks they're so much smarter than another is blind.
I mean, even a scholar could be wrong.
Well, it's original.
I'm sure it'll make for a very interesting paper.
Okay, let's go to page 25, please.
Yo, is this nigga trying to fail? I don't know what he's doing.
Why the fuck he try to embarrass me with that stupid-ass "do they have clocks" bullshit? That nigga just gonna fail me.
Look, this is college, Tariq.
If you want to pass, sit down, shut up, and say what he wants to hear.
You want me to act like I agree even if I don't? No, you don't have to agree, but coming for him isn't gonna do you any favors.
You need to play the game, especially with Simmons.
But he was wrong.
You want me to just let him win? Is winning that important to you? You know, you're a lot like my brother, always needing to win.
But when the pressure got too much, he ended up in rehab.
Damn.
I'm sorry to hear that.
It's okay.
But you need to let the people who want to help you help you.
Like me.
Yeah, maybe I will, but right now, I gotta go.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
[MELLOW HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS.]
- [CELL PHONE KEYBOARD TAPPING.]
- [TEXT MESSAGE WHOOSHES.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[TASHA.]
Looks like you dropped something.
How'd you get it? A friend.
Are you a friend of mine, Laila? [DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
[CELL PHONE CAMERA CLICKING.]
Why you want a friend at MCC? Don't nobody stay here past their trial.
It seems dumb to make a friend at a bus stop.
But it's clear you've been here before, and you know Marshal Meredith, and I hope you know whoever made you want that morning-after pill.
COs ain't friends.
And he ain't a bad way to pass the time.
[TASHA.]
See, that's what I mean.
You know how to move in here.
By the looks of it, so do you.
What's your name again? Tasha.
Tasha Green.
Hey, Marshal? You got anything else for me to do today? I got another job to get to.
[MEREDITH.]
Nah, thanks, Bishop.
You can go.
Green? I thought I heard St.
Patrick.
Yeah, well, that name follows me around whether I like it or not.
[MELLOW HIP-HIP MUSIC PLAYS.]
[GATE BUZZES, CLATTERS.]
[RICKY.]
We cut him off.
[SPEAKING SPANGLISH.]
Yo, boss, you busy? [LORENZO.]
Nope.
'Cause they were losing anyway.
Peace.
- Ricky.
- [RICKY SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[RICKY SPEAKING SPANISH.]
Want a beer? [BISHOP.]
Got another job today.
[LORENZO.]
Good for you.
Did you do what I asked? Yeah, yeah, I put the phone and the pill in her cell.
But she didn't take the pill.
I mean, I couldn't really see, but I think she gave it away.
- She gave away the pill? - Yeah.
Look.
[LORENZO.]
So she's not fucking a CO.
Would you look at that? [CELL PHONE BUZZING.]
I gotta take this.
[BISHOP.]
A'ight.
[PHONE CONTINUES BUZZING.]
Hey, baby, is this an emergency? We didn't schedule a call.
[MONET.]
We got a problem.
Lil' Guap and his boys keep posting on the Internet.
They're gonna get us all roped up.
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
- He's harmless.
- Yeah, until one of our names is in their mouths when they looking at time.
We gotta cut these niggas off now.
[LORENZO.]
Mo, Mo, listen.
You know I can't do that.
Lil' Guap's father took a bullet for me.
Send Dru to talk to him.
Dru ain't gonna convince Guap of nothing.
- But Cane can handle it.
- [LORENZO.]
I didn't say Cane.
I said Dru.
Call me when it's done.
[CELL PHONE CLACKS.]
Hey, yo.
So? What did Pops say? Dru's gonna handle it.
- [BOTH.]
Dru? - They not gonna listen to me.
But you bet your ass Lil' Guap and his homeboys will listen to me.
I said Dru's gonna handle it.
Diana and I have Zeke's game tomorrow.
You can go then.
A'ight.
Cane, I want you to go with your brother and watch his back.
But I don't want him to see you or even know you're there.
You understand? Your father wants him to learn how to do this himself.
Am I clear? Yeah, I got you, Ma.
[SIGHS.]
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING.]
I think that paper due the day after tomorrow.
You think? Bro, I have a paper due the same exact day.
Yeah, I forgot.
I've been busy.
I don't got time to write two papers.
I got a game tomorrow.
I can't write the paper then.
All right, man, fine.
I got you.
[ZEKE.]
You my mans.
I owe you, 'Riq.
Yeah, matter of fact, you could get me now.
I gotta talk to your Auntie Monet.
About? Permission.
I wanted to ask her for permission to date Diana.
I know Diana wouldn't go against Monet's word Monet don't let Diana date.
And after dinner at her house the other night, she wants me to keep fam separate from my school life, so Hmm.
School life means me.
[ZEKE.]
Hey, you and me, we good, but Monet's word is law.
I'm on fire! [TARIQ SIGHS.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
Where are you taking me? I want my lawyer.
Oh, you'll see him.
You got a court appearance today.
Court appearance? He didn't tell me anything about that.
If it's last-minute, that ain't good.
[ENGINE IDLING.]
[MEREDITH.]
Bye, buddy.
Paula, what the hell is going on? I wasn't prepared for court today.
I can't show up looking like this.
You're right about that.
[TASHA.]
Who are they? [PAULA.]
Them? They're here to make you look innocent or what the jury will think looks innocent.
Lately I question who I am Somebody help me Understand Oh, oh, oh Oh Oh, oh What is this hearing about? [BAILIFF.]
All rise.
The court of the Eastern District of New York Criminal Division is now in session.
The Honorable Judge Burton presiding.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Everyone seated.
Bailiff, we're ready for the jury.
- Jury? - P-please, hold the jury.
Davis, what the fuck is going on? Okay, look, this is a mock trial, a dress rehearsal.
The judge, bailiff, jury, all of them have signed a nondisclosure agreement.
So anything you say is protected.
Hey, you wanted to tell your side of the story.
Prove to me right here today that I should put you on the stand.
So you got me dressed up like fucking Black Malibu Barbie so you could play make believe? Look, this is set up like a real trial.
Treat it like one.
You're paying these people and the jury by the hour.
Should we get started? [SIGHS.]
This is a waste of my time and my money.
I know that I can convince a jury that I'm not a queenpin.
- I already told you that.
- Well, tell them.
Bailiff, get the jury.
Unbelievable.
[MELLOW HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS.]
Yo.
- Yo.
- A'ight.
Dr.
Mehta almost gave me the whole nine.
Urine sample, blood test.
- Man, I fucking hate needles.
- That's fucked up.
I mean, you still got the prescription pages, - though, right? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I took a couple when she was out of the room, but I could only grab a few.
A few is all we need.
It's not all the way lined up yet, but I'm working on getting us a new supplier.
Good, 'cause I gotta go out of state to get these scripts filled; I'm not looking to kick it in Connecticut in my fucking free time.
Yeah, that shit is not lit.
But you know how to write the prescriptions, though, like the coding and all of that shit, right? Yeah, yeah, yeah, my sister has had an Addy scrip since she was, like, fucking 12, so got that shit memorized.
- You coming with? - Nah, I gotta stay back.
You know, distract Scott so we don't have no competition.
You feel me? But yo, make sure you go to, like, mom-and-pop pharmacies.
They don't call or ask questions.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got you.
I got you.
No CVSes too.
This ain't my first fucking rodeo.
- A'ight, bro.
Hit me, bro.
- A'ight.
Peace.
[DAVIS.]
You admitted in open court that you asked Tommy Egan to kill your husband for you.
[TASHA.]
I did say that.
And it's true.
He was the only person I could trust to get me away from James for good.
I'm not proud of what I did.
But if I had any other choice James was my whole life.
How old were you when you met? I was 19, a baby, in accounting school, still hoping I could have a singing career.
But James wiped all that away.
We got married.
We had kids.
And he took me out of Queens and moved me into the penthouse in Tribeca.
We had everything I could have ever wanted.
Sounds like a fairy tale.
When did things change? [DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
[SIGHS.]
Well we got pulled over on the BQE.
I was seven months pregnant with our twins, Tariq and Raina.
James had a gun in the car.
He told me to hide the gun because he said that I wouldn't be searched.
I hid the gun in my maternity dress.
- Next to my babies.
- You didn't have a choice? [TASHA.]
No.
I never had a choice with James.
Not after that moment.
- And I also loved him.
- But he cheated on you, - abused you.
- I still loved him.
And that love is why you tolerated his his criminal activity? Yes.
So you don't deny that you knew about his narcotics trafficking? Oh, no, I I don't deny that I knew.
And I know that there's some evidence that I opened some bank accounts for him.
[DAVIS.]
Did you launder money for your husband, Ms.
Green? I had the accounting degree.
He made me do it.
He made me do everything.
I don't know why the US Attorney is saying I was the boss.
James had all the power.
He called all the shots.
Thank you, Ms.
Green.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Ma, I'm as good as Zeke.
Why can he go off to college to play ball and I can't? He's not my son.
You're my daughter.
Say I let you go play college ball, then what? You go pro? It's not the same for females, D.
They make 75 bands a year if they're lucky.
How does that bullshit help the family? It's not about the family.
It's about my life.
Your life is this family.
What would your brothers do without you? They don't need me.
Daddy wants them to take over.
Yeah, Daddy.
Daddy wants a lot of things.
You think Dru can handle them GTG boys by himself? No.
Dru needs Cane to be the hammer so he can be the nice guy.
Exactly.
Daddy doesn't know them the way you do.
So I sent Cane to watch Dru's back.
We all play our positions, D.
It's my job to know what position you play.
What if you're wrong about people? I can't afford to be.
And Tariq? You thought Cane could scare him.
Ma, you were wrong.
Yeah, that was Zeke's mistake for bringing him around.
I had Ramirez look into Tariq.
Anybody who's around that boy for too long ends up either dead or locked up.
He's helping Zeke with school, but I don't need him any fucking closer than that.
Do you understand me? Yes.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER, WATER RUNNING.]
You good, Zeke? I'm chilling.
[CONNOR.]
Well, that's what you've been doing with all that free time, huh? - Chilling? - Yo, Connor, fall back - Was I talking to you, Everett? - You lost, Connor? Last time I checked, your locker was back with second string.
Oh, Coach Wallace moved me, since I'm busting my ass with a pre-MBA course load and doing your job as shooting guard.
Don't get too comfortable up there.
I'll be off probation soon.
You suddenly pulling As? [CHUCKLES.]
What makes you so sure? Those scouts aren't out there for you.
They might not be, but I don't need that draft number like Freaky Zekey does.
Scouts, they have a short memory.
So how many games do you think you can miss before they stop checking for you? [WALLACE.]
Cross.
I'm not supposed to give you this while you're still on probation, but you were supposed to be back by our first game.
Any updates on when you can play? I'm almost good, Coach.
I'll be back out there ASAP.
- [WALLACE.]
Mm.
- Can I warm up with the team? Remind the fans I'm still in it? It's against regulations, but you can make an appearance at the post-game tonight.
Dean Brooks has been on my ass to make a statement about your absence, but you can do it instead.
Coach, I want to play.
I don't want to talk to a bunch of reporters.
You want to go pro, right? Press is part of playing the game.
Right, talent counts on the court, but giving good press, that makes you a star.
So what do I say? Just make nice.
All right, the fans are gonna be disappointed they didn't get to see you play, so apologize.
It's not my fault I can't play.
It is to them.
Why are you gentlemen sitting around holding each other's dicks instead of warming up? All right, let's get out there! - Yes coach.
- [EXCITED CHATTER.]
[WALLACE.]
See you on the bench, Cross.
[PLAYERS YELLING.]
[CHEERLEADERS.]
Let's go, Stallions.
Let's go.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- [AIR HORN BLARES.]
- [TARIQ.]
Hi, Ms.
Tejada.
- [MONET.]
Hello.
- [TARIQ.]
What's up, Diana? - [DIANA.]
Hey.
I just wanted to thank you guys for what you did for my mom.
- I really appreciate it.
- It's nothing.
[AIR HORN BLARES.]
Maybe I could sit and watch the game with you guys? Cross, Zeke.
We're his family.
- How many of you are there? - Two.
Is your mom mad at me or something? She's in a mood.
Mrs.
Tejada, I wasn't expecting to see you here tonight.
Why wouldn't I be? - I never miss Zeke's games.
- Uh, well, can we talk? [TARIQ.]
What's going on? Look some people we work with are acting up.
My brother Dru is trying to keep them in line, but honestly, I think she's just over it.
I mean, it's not like they bring that much in for us.
So then what is she still working with them for? She doesn't have a choice, so then she takes it out on me.
And unless I say something she want to hear, she ain't listening to nothing I say.
Well, he has his tutor.
I thought his grades was coming up.
[WALLACE.]
Just not fast enough for today's game.
There's a little bit of red tape right now, but we'll get him there.
It's just gonna take a little bit more time.
I mean, you gotta play your audience.
You gotta tell her what she wants to hear.
It's not like you could change the fact that she's in charge.
Look, I should go.
I'm sorry you can't sit with us.
Nah, it's fine.
I got a couple papers I gotta finish writing anyway, so I'll hit you later, all right? A'ight.
[SIGHS.]
- [CELL PHONE BUTTONS BEEP.]
- [LINE RINGS.]
Papi, can you do me a favor? [KNOCK AT DOOR.]
Oh, you cute, cute.
This about to be fun.
[SCOTT.]
Uh [EPIPHANY.]
You Scott, right? And you are? Mm, I'm your birthday present, baby.
Uh, it's not my [CLEARS THROAT.]
It's not my birthday.
Oh, well, I am paid for, and I've gotta give somebody a lap dance.
Why not you? Well, but I gotta go to a party.
Okay, uh, I can be a little late.
- This is a party.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Yeah, I guess.
- It's a party, hey! - All right.
It's a party.
Guess I can be a little late, um Yes, you can be late.
Oh, I have a question.
Yeah, what's your question? Um, do you do uh, what's it shibari? Mm, see, that's in "My Girl Don't Do This" package.
- Oh.
- But you can get it next time.
- What's your name? - [CELL PHONE BUZZING.]
- Oh.
- Oh, shit.
Listen, that's my man.
He probably looking for me.
I gotta make a call, but I'll be right back with you, boo.
Your-your man.
- [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
- Uh, is he coming around or Nigga, what you want? I already told you I was with a client.
- I can go if you want to - Hell no.
He already paid.
I can talk.
What's up? I can give you the space.
[MAN.]
What up, Dru? [HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING.]
Dru-sito Tejada! - You out past curfew, bro? - [CHUCKLES.]
I mean, this is more Cane's scene than yours.
I ain't staying long, Lil' Guap.
I got a message from Monet.
The fuck, you-you brushing off my yeah, my, uh what do you call that, uh Hospitality? Yeah, you let him in so he can kick it with you.
Yeah, hospitality, yo.
I just let you in my spot when you can see I'm having some me time.
That's-that-that's-that's - Inconsiderate.
- Inconsiderate, bro.
What the fuck's Monet gotta say that can't wait? Well, she-she wanted to give you your props for killing it for her organization, man.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
[CHUCKLES.]
Hey, hey, that's what's up.
Hey, somebody get my man something to drink, man.
- We about to get faded.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Hey, your Pops, Lorenzo, cool guy, man, cool.
Monet, shit.
I didn't think she liked me.
Now she's sending me attaboys? That's what's up.
Y'all are some top-level earners, man.
[LIL' GUAP.]
Yeah, man, we're Internet famous now.
People love seeing how we live, and they want to be cool with us, for real.
About that.
Monet, she's worried the law might see this.
Maybe y'all could just cool with that for a little while.
Hey, man, hey, look, I get it, a'ight? But she's old-school, so just chill.
For a little while.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, we chillin'.
- Cool.
- We chillin'.
Hey, and you chillin' with us too, bro.
What the fuck, man? [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
You know, maybe your mom's always on my dick because she ain't got any in a decade.
You ever think about that? [DRU.]
You're way the fuck outta line.
[LIL' GUAP.]
Yeah, what the fuck you gonna do about it? [CANE.]
Nothing.
[LIL' GUAP.]
Cane.
Me-me and Dru, we was just fucking around.
Hey, we good, right, Dru? Dru, come on.
Let's go.
- I'ma keep this.
- Yeah, take that shit, bro.
[SIGHS.]
[CHUCKLES.]
- [GUNSHOTS.]
- [LIL' GUAP.]
Oh, fuck, bro! What the fuck? I can't fucking believe you, man! - What, you watching me? - Ma told me to.
[DRU.]
She tell you to shoot up the fucking place too, man? I had it under control.
[CANE.]
No, you didn't.
- Police! Don't move! - Come on! Shit! [OFFICER.]
Copy that.
Shots fired.
Sending backup.
Fuck! [HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS.]
[CANE.]
This way, this way, this way.
Oh, shit.
There's no way out, man.
There's a way.
Cane, we ain't killing no fucking cop, man.
You ain't.
I am.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Officer, the perps went this way! You want them to get away? - No, sir! - Then let's go, come on! [RAMIREZ.]
Come on! [INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER.]
[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Get the fuck off me, man.
[DRU.]
I had it under control.
- [REPORTERS CLAMORING.]
- [MAN.]
Hell of a game, Connor.
Well, I, uh, can't take all the credit, but I did put up most of the points.
[MAN.]
Zeke, since he is filling in for you while you're on probation, any thoughts on Connor's performance? I appreciate him keeping my seat warm, but, uh, he shouldn't get too comfortable.
I'll be back for the next game.
[REPORTERS CLAMORING.]
Whoo, that's right, baby! That's right! He'll be back.
Does that mean you're coming off probation soon? Coach Wallace, do you have specifics? No further comment at this time.
- [REPORTERS CLAMORING.]
- Coach Wallace! Coach, come on any comment? Anything to add? Coach Wallace? [DOG BARKING DISTANTLY.]
[RAMIREZ.]
Mo, if they got caught, that charge doesn't disappear no matter what I do.
I know, and I'm grateful.
You're lucky I got the call.
Why did you get a call? We had a few cruisers in the area because these boys have been posting videos.
We heard gunshots.
Found this.
[LIL' GUAP.]
We chillin'.
We chillin'.
[RAMIREZ.]
You see it? That's the jacket that Dru was wearing tonight, Mo.
You need to put your business on pause.
- I can't do that.
- [SIGHS.]
You keep doing business with these kids, one of them will get pulled in and talk.
Listen to me, I want to protect you, but you have to help me here, okay? - I can't do that.
- Please, lay low.
- Lay low, please.
- Shh.
Listen At least until they pull their patrols, okay? I can't afford to do that.
Mo.
[GENTLE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Don't you think the gun's gonna get in the way? [CHUCKLES.]
[CELL PHONE BUZZES.]
[BRAYDEN.]
Whatever you did to keep Scott out of the party worked.
By the end, I didn't even have to do anything.
It was crazy.
The pledge master said that I'm the only freshman he fucks with.
If we get more, dude, we'll be making a fucking killing.
You think your new connect will have other pills? See how much we got for now.
[SUCKS TEETH.]
Fuck.
I need a lot more money than this so I can help my mom.
Say no more, man.
I'm fucking in.
So why are we back here? I think I proved my point yesterday.
Direct examination is only half the fight, Tasha.
Now you have to withstand cross.
I think you might recognize the prosecutor I brought in to help us today.
[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS.]
I fired her.
[DAVIS.]
She's here as a favor to me.
She's the closest thing to Saxe that you're gonna face.
She knows your whole case.
Get up there.
[TAMEIKA.]
Ms.
Green, let's go back in time, shall we? You opened accounts for your husband.
Yes.
I did what he told me to do.
[TAMEIKA.]
Right, as you said.
So how did that work? He gave you cash and somehow you turned it into legitimate money? The nightclubs, laundromats, parking lots.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
They were all cash businesses, so it was easy to run the money through those and turn it into taxable, legitimate funds.
And your family lived off this drug money.
Used it to pay for your home, your cars, your kids' tuitions, your clothes.
Nice hair, by the way.
You testified that you were afraid of your husband.
Is that true? Yes.
But when your husband was on trial for Greg Knox's murder, you began an affair with his defense attorney, Terry Silver.
I fell in love with Terry, and James killed him.
Yes, let's get to that.
Silver was working with the US Attorney's office to put you, your husband, and Egan in jail.
- Correct? - No, not correct.
Terry was not cooperating against me.
He wanted me to testify against my husband.
James found out about our relationship and Are you about to tell this jury that James St.
Patrick killed Terry Silver over jealousy over you? - He was Angela's man by then.
- It's the truth.
No, Tasha, this wasn't personal.
It was business.
You told James that Silver was working with the Feds.
You arranged to meet Silver in his parking garage.
You admitted to Blanca Rodriguez that you had sex with him to give James time to arrive.
No.
[TAMEIKA.]
Silver never made it out of that garage.
And when the Feds came looking for him, you knew the exact location where James must have dumped the body.
You just left out the part where you gave the order.
I didn't kill Terry! [TAMEIKA.]
Only you knew how dangerous he was to your organization.
You had to be the one to give the order that it was time for him to go.
James didn't take orders from me.
But Tommy Egan did.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
It-it wasn't an order.
It was a cry for help.
Mm, what about Angela Valdes? Did you ask Tommy to kill her too? What? No! [TAMEIKA.]
James was your whole life.
He cheated on you.
He wouldn't stop even after your daughter was killed.
He was still in love with Angela Valdes.
I think he killed Angela at your bidding.
Oh, wait-wait.
What did you say? - A cry for help? - No.
[TAMEIKA.]
Then Angela was dead.
Your husband's lover was out of the way.
Then there was the problem of your lover, Terry, a potential witness and a top-notch legal mind.
He had to be eliminated too.
Maybe James did it, or maybe you asked Tommy to help you again and to tell you where he hid the body just in case.
Either way, it was your call.
No.
[TAMEIKA.]
And then when James wouldn't come back to you, when he began a relationship with Ramona Garrity, when he was leaving you behind for Albany, he wasn't just abandoning you.
He was leaving behind your criminal enterprise, your family.
He had to be stopped.
And so you reached out to Tommy one last time, and he answered your call.
He killed his lifelong partner, his best friend, because you call the shots, Tasha.
Because you had all the power.
It's-it's not true.
It's not true! All 12 jurors voted guilty, even the women.
I wasn't the boss, Paula.
I'm innocent of these charges.
But you're not totally innocent, are you? Unless you start telling us the truth, this is the last outfit you're ever gonna wear.
Hurry up.
I gotta take you back to your cell.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS.]
[TAMEIKA.]
Saxe was at the Eastern District long before me.
Whatever I know, he knows and then some.
If I were you, I'd go to him on my hands and knees and try to get another plea.
Join the team.
What? You heard me.
Join the team.
Help me defend Tasha.
I can't win this without you.
While I appreciate how hard that must've been for you to say, no.
- [DAVIS.]
You think she's the queenpin.
- She's not.
And you still won't help? I mean, come on.
Join me.
We can win this case together, a Black dream team.
Huh? Just think of the press.
Think of the headlines.
You can sell water to a drowning man, Davis.
I've seen you do it.
But you're not gonna be able to sell a jury that Tasha is innocent.
She knows too much, she did too much, and Saxe isn't stupid.
[DAVIS.]
Right, Saxe.
Why were you representing him? How do you know about that? [DAVIS.]
He signed a waiver to let you defend her.
It was filed with the court.
Paula found it.
I can't tell you anything.
It's privileged.
- You know that.
- All I know is our sitting US Attorney was in some legal trouble, enough to go to you for help.
Nice try.
Good-bye, Paula.
Good-bye, Davis.
I look forward to getting my check.
Can we drop this case now? Tasha is going to jail.
The last of her money just walked out the door, literally.
It's time to cut bait.
You saw Tameika's face.
[SCOFFS.]
This case isn't about Tasha.
It's about Cooper Saxe.
Ah.
It's not time for us to cut bait, Paula.
It's time for us to double down and go all in.
[SIGHS.]
You got everything you need up here, babe? I'm good.
I'll send you some more cigars.
You'll probably run out soon anyway, right? Mo, we gotta talk about the kids, the business.
The way you're running things, it ain't working.
Well, it would work if you'd let me run it my way.
Dru almost got caught on camera thanks to Lil' Guap.
If I didn't send Cane, he'd be dead or in cuffs right now.
Are you sure that's the way it went down? Or is that what Cane said went down? I can't believe you disobeyed me.
I'm not one of the kids.
I'm your wife.
I'm the one holding it down at home while you're in here.
Out of the two of us, I know those kids.
Except they're not kids.
You need to stop babying Dru.
If he's gonna take over for me, he needs to learn.
He's not built like Cane and Diana.
Why does it have to be Dru? Because he's the only choice.
Cane is unpredictable.
And you're too attached to Diana.
She's not built like the boys.
She should be going to school like she always wanted.
Oh, so that's why you asked me to come up.
To talk about Diana going to school.
Why you bringing this shit up now? Because you can't run this forever.
And this was never the way it was supposed to go down to begin with.
[KNOCK AT DOOR.]
[MAN.]
All right, time's up.
I couldn't take care of you the way I was supposed to.
This is the only way I can make sure you're gonna be all right.
Mo, you gotta trust me.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
- [LAUREN.]
Long night? - You could say that.
[LAUREN.]
Hmm.
Oh, what did you do, stay up all night sticking it to the man? No, actually, I got some good advice.
I wrote 20 pages on all that shit that Oliver said in class.
Well, I'm glad you decided not to shoot yourself in the foot.
Was it hard not to win? Kind of.
Maybe next time, me and you could write together and you could help make it way easier.
[SCOFFS SOFTLY.]
You see? You see? Gotta give the people what they want.
Mm-hmm.
[BOTH SIGH.]
Damn, Tariq, I'm really sorry.
I-I didn't think he was gonna fail you.
Maybe if you talk to Professor Simmons Mr.
St.
Patrick, hello.
Are you late for our last class or very early for our next one? Why did you fail me? I didn't fail you.
I-I did think your paper would be more scintillating based on your ideas in class, but no, it-it fulfilled the requirements.
- It was fine.
- So why didn't I get credit? [OLIVER.]
I have no idea.
Look, a professor of my stature is beyond grading papers.
Ask Professor Reynolds.
[SIGHS.]
[CARRIE.]
Caridad Milgram.
Please leave a message.
[BEEPS.]
Hey, it's me again.
I've been calling you.
You haven't returned my calls.
Just want to make sure you're okay, that's all.
I haven't seen you around, so [CELL PHONE CLICKS.]
Why'd you give me no credit? I wrote a good paper.
It was a good paper, Tariq, but the assignment was to defend your opinion on The Apology.
I wrote what I thought Oliver would want to see.
I mean, if I knew you were grading the papers, - I would've - [JABARI.]
You would've what? Gamed me like you did Professor Simmons? I would have wrote what I said in class.
I know, Tariq.
That's my point.
Have a seat.
Listen, these institutions were not built for us.
Okay, they were forced to accept us.
Now, if you're willing to change yourself in order to fit in here, then you're missing the point of the struggle it took for us to get here in the first place.
People like Professor Simmons are rarely challenged by the way you challenged him.
He called me out in front of the whole class.
Think I'm supposed to let that rock? No.
You really care what they think? I care about my grades.
A'ight, I can't afford to fail.
Is there anything I could do that'll make you change your mind? The grade stands.
This is your consequence for not using your voice.
You have to be authentic, Tariq.
People are gonna make up their minds about you whether you allow them to or not.
But you do not have to prove them right.
You're dismissed.
[SPORTS ANNOUNCER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON TV.]
- What? - [LAUGHS.]
The fuck is going on in here? We're just watching TV.
I can see what you doing.
Y'all in here acting like shit is sweet when you both almost got arrested for shooting up the GTG spot.
- [DRU.]
How you know about that? - Ma, I did what I was told.
Wait, y'all shot up GTG and didn't tell Ma? Lil' Guap was out of control.
Dru, who pulled first, your brother? I only did it 'cause Dru's not built for it.
I don't pull until I have to.
Ma, Lil' Guap was way too coked up.
I was just waiting for an opening.
Do we work for Lil' Guap? Are we on his schedule? So you waited so long that this nigga was almost able to catch you on camera, Dru? Did you pull your gun then? No, he didn't.
So you shoot up the place, and the cops show up.
The only reasons why you two assholes are not behind bars is because of Ramirez.
And I'm not gonna keep taking favors from him to clean up y'all mess! Now, get the fuck outta my face.
[TV CLICKS OFF.]
Now, I'ma ask you one question.
And you better not lie.
Did you call your father and ask him could you go to school? No.
Go get the family burner.
[CELL PHONE BUTTONS BEEPING.]
- I guess you didn't.
- I told you.
So what did Daddy say? You think you smarter than me? When you was coming, I was already going.
He may be your father, but you live here with me.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
This is my house.
[GUNFIRE ON TV.]
Man, this what the fuck you been busy doing? What? The fuck is your problem? Man, I just failed a paper trying to help your ass 'cause you said you had so much shit to do, but you don't look too busy to me.
If you failed, that shit ain't on me.
You know the arrangement.
Nigga, what? If I fail, then there ain't no arrangement.
And you'll be on probation forever.
Do you even want to stay in Stansfield? I need to.
If I don't play, I don't get drafted.
So then you're gonna have to do some of your own work, bro.
- We're on the same team.
- Okay, sorry.
Damn.
Apology ain't gonna cut it, bro.
I need a favor, and you can't say no.
What's the favor? [GUNFIRE ON TV.]
You still do a weekly dinner with your Aunt Monet? [SIGHS HEAVILY.]
[MELISSA.]
Your writing is so passionate.
Real.
Deep.
I read your first book when it came out.
You read Raw when it first came out? That's heavy material for a Teenager? [CHUCKLES.]
Well, it's a good thing I'm not one anymore.
[CHUCKLES.]
Well, I wrote that book a long time ago, so I'm not sure I'm that guy anymore.
Once a romantic, always a romantic, no? I mean, she's lucky.
I'd want someone to write about me the way you wrote about the woman in the book.
It's fiction.
But I read your interviews.
You said you were inspired by a woman.
[R&B MUSIC PLAYING SOFTLY.]
Okay, listen, um, even if I was, she is not the woman in the book, so Well, maybe I can be that person for you.
Okay, look, it's getting late.
I think we should call it a night.
So soon? I mean, what's the rush? We're the only ones here.
[MUFFLED R&B MUSIC PLAYING.]
Okay, stop.
Yeah, I-I can't.
- You're my student and - Graduate student.
[DOOR SLAMS.]
[ITEMS CLATTER.]
[JABARI MOANS.]
[MUFFLED THUMP.]
[BOTH MOAN.]
[MUFFLED THUD.]
[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[MUFFLED THUMPING.]
[MELISSA.]
Jabari.
[MUFFLED MOANING.]
[MOANING INTENSIFIES.]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Ma, what are you doing? - [MONET.]
Where is it? - [DIANA.]
Where's what? Don't play with me, Diana.
Where's that fucking phone? Calling your father behind my back, having your own burner.
I told you, girl, my house, my rules.
Now I'm putting things back the way they should be.
Ma! - Ma, stop! - [CELL PHONE CLATTERS.]
How did you know? [MONET.]
I figured it out.
[INDISTINCT DIALOGUE OVER TV.]
[LAUGHTER.]
[KNOCK AT DOOR.]
[TV CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY.]
[TV SHUTS OFF.]
Zeke, I thought you said Tariq left.
[ZEKE.]
I did.
I'm sorry I lied, Auntie Monet, but you saw what happened at that press conference.
I need Tariq.
He wants to talk to you.
Can you give him five minutes? For me.
Go outside and wait in the car.
[ZEKE.]
Thank you, Auntie.
You got five minutes.
If I'm gonna be keeping in him school, then we're gonna have to come to an understanding.
What's this? [DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS.]
I don't need this.
I got enough.
I made this in just a few hours without even leaving campus.
How much time does it take for you to make some money like that? Boy, I'd be very careful about who you accuse of being a criminal.
The students here, all they do is party and study.
We could make a killing here.
All I need is a supplier.
You need a supplier? I don't even know you.
I can't trust you.
I mean, you trust me with Zeke's grades.
That's different.
My business is in Queens.
Can't touch him out here.
So Zeke is your priority.
Yup.
So then what happens if I fail outta here trying to figure out a way to take care of my family? Who's gonna have his back then? Who's gonna keep him on the court? Look, if you work with me, no one will even know your name.
You know the risk of the streets, and you can still choose to run in them, but you're always gonna have to pay a price.
If I agree to work with you, you cannot live with Zeke.
I mean, I don't want him around this shit at all.
- Do you understand me? - Hundred percent.
I have another place I could stay.
Does that mean we have a deal? [CELL PHONE BUZZING.]
- [MONET.]
That's your mother.
- I know how I feel if my kids miss my call.
You should get that.
[BUZZING CONTINUES.]
[MONET.]
We'll talk again soon.
- Go ahead.
- [BUZZING CONTINUES.]
[DOOR CLICKS SHUT.]
Hello, Ma.
You okay? I'm in trouble in court, Tariq.
Please, just give Davis whatever he wants.
[SIGHS.]
[TARIQ.]
Don't worry, Ma.
I got a plan.
Welcome to the Pussy Palace! [CHUCKLES.]
That's you.
Uh, oh, and check this shit out.
My dad had this same room when he was here.
A place to hide our stash.
Oh, shit.
Now we lit, yo.
This shit is about to come in clutch.
[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS.]
[BUZZER BLARES.]
How can we trust this kid Tariq? [MONET.]
We can't.
But I know how to keep him in line.
What's his weakness? - He is a weakness.
- [CELL PHONE BUZZING.]
[MONET.]
You need to make a call.
Tariq, everything okay? Your son is fine.
He's gonna start working for us.
Who is this? What do you want? [LORENZO.]
Make sure he does what we say.
If you don't, Tariq dies.
[CELL PHONE CLICKS.]
[SLAMS FIST.]