Your Honor (2020) s02e02 Episode Script

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Previously on Your Honor
It's quite common for an
incarcerated individual
to question if he has
anything to live for.
You've suffered unimaginable loss.
Yes?
That wasn't a sanctioned
hit on your son.
The shooter was a member of Desire, no?
Let's not make this into an all-out war.
Drop it, motherfucker.
How about we go back to the
Lower Ninth with more men.
Patience is not inaction.
He was nearly killed.
Doesn't that act demand retaliation?
That act was retaliation.
I don't need more psych evals.
My name is Olivia Delmont.
I'm an Assistant U.S. Attorney.
- Guard!
- You're gonna talk to me, Michael.
Miss Lee! It's Eugene. I-I'm
in trouble. I need your help.
So, what you gonna do with him?
There's only one way this ends.
Look, I don't know if what Adam
and I had was the real thing.
Adam was a terrible liar.
So if he told you that he
loved you, then it was true.
There's an address in there.
Stay gone.
- We got a problem.
- Adam Desiato was my godson.
I want to be here when
Rudy brings in the killer.
You think I'm gonna hand over a
young Black boy to the police?
Rudy, here, finds another
body, one that can't talk,
and I make for damn sure Eugene
Jones is never heard from again.
How did you get Kofi
Jones to steal the car?
I called Charlie.
This right here this
is the end of his career.
This is prison time.
He helped you in your hour of need.
I am offering you a chance
to help bring down
the single greatest
threat to New Orleans
to atone for what you have done.
This weekend you need to study.
Bud, can you help me with these?
Grab a bag or two?
One of you?
I have the oven preheating.
Can one of you grab a bag?
Can someone help me?
- All right.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
- So many.
I know. It's a lot.
Grab one?
Michael.
When did you get released?
This morning.
How'd you get back to New Orleans?
Took a bus.
Oh, I'm having a few
people over tonight.
You're welcome to join us.
Uh
No, I, um
I'm just tired.
You're lucky I was home.
The legislature's in session,
but I wanted to get out of
Baton Rouge for a few days.
There's toiletries in the bathroom.
Is there anything else you need?
Uh Uh, no.
I've got to admit, after
a year of radio silence
I'm surprised to see you.
I didn't want to be a burden anymore.
Yeah. So, I take it you're
not staying very long?
No.
Good.
Summertime ♪
And the living is easy ♪
Fish are jumping ♪
And the cotton is high ♪
Oh, your daddy's rich ♪
And your ma is good looking ♪
So hush, little baby ♪
Don't you cry ♪
You could sing to me all night.
So stay awhile.
No, I got to work.
What good is being the boss
if you can't take a night off?
Well, you know my pension plan
a little better than most.
Then I guess we'll have to
work out some extra PTO.
So I can keep seeing you.
Oh, you gonna be seeing me a lot more.
Oh, yeah? Why's that?
The club about to be mine.
Is that right?
Yeah.
- Yeah.
- You got to go?
Don't be like that.
- How am I supposed to be?
- Mm-mm. Don't be like that.
- I'll see you in a little bit.
- Okay.
Seven ODs in one night.
- Two dead.
- It's bad product.
Oh, you think?
They cut it with fentanyl.
Used a heavy hand and ain't say shit.
So?
What do you want to do?
Pull it.
What do we do with the three
kilos of shit we can't sell?
Find that Tony motherfucker
that sold us that shit
and get a refund.
If he can't make good,
start breaking shit until he do.
Hey.
I ain't got shit to move.
Let me make some calls.
I can't walk past his old room
without thinking of him.
How late would he be
sleeping in these days?
What trouble would he be getting into?
I'm the same way about Mom.
I take the long way home from work
just to avoid her old neighborhood.
If you have something to say, Gina,
we would love for you to contribute.
I just don't see the value
in collective whining.
You don't have to be here.
But how would I fill my Thursday nights
if I'm not listening to a grown
woman talk on and on
about losing her mommy?
We've all lost people
that we're close to.
My son died, same as you.
Maybe you're just not ready to admit
that our pain is exactly the same.
Your son was a heroin addict
who was hell-bent on
destroying his life.
My Rocco was an angel,
and he was taken from me.
May I ask why you attend these meetings?
My daughter suggested
I have anger issues.
- Yeah.
- Maybe you do.
Oh, fuck you.
- There you go.
- Thanks.
You're welcome, Ms. Baxter.
What are you doing?
I didn't realize you were still here.
It was a long night.
I was just gonna use your shower.
The steam on mine is broken.
- I'm sorry
- It's fine. Help yourself.
I'll make myself scarce.
How was, uh, grief counseling?
I don't want to talk about that.
Are you going to the hotel today?
Mm-hmm.
Maybe you'll see Fia?
Is it a blue moon already?
I saw her last night.
What did she say?
Oh, I am so sick of her attitude.
She's punishing us right now.
We didn't do anything to her!
Carlo, have you, have you
spoken with Fia recently?
Couple days ago.
Well, your mother and I have given her
everything that she's asked for.
It's time for her to
return to this family.
You talk to her, please?
Mm-hmm.
Michael Desiato is out of prison.
Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Business?
- What?
- Where you going?
I'm just going to see the mayor.
He's expecting you?
I No, he's, he's
he's my best friend.
Your name?
Desiato.
Michael Desiato.
You've been banned from this building.
- Look, I
- Turn it around. Let's go.
You're holding up my line.
Alan.
Judge Desiato.
They they won't let me in.
No.
I imagine not.
So, what was your plan?
Hmm? Just walk into the mayor's
office and warn your buddy
that he might be in trouble?
Come on, Michael.
Do you honestly think
that I'd let you do that?
I can't even allow you
to enter the building.
If you warn Charlie, or anyone else,
if you so much as whisper the words
"federal investigation" to yourself
in the middle of a thunderstorm,
the deal's off.
That means you are back in prison.
That means your friend
Charlie is right behind you.
I-I can't do this.
I'm-I'm, I'm not refusing.
I am telling you.
I-I don't have the ability.
I know.
Then why are you doing this to me?
I got you some clothes.
I don't need clothes.
Yes, you do, because I got you a job.
- Why?
- Standard work release.
I got to make your exit
from prison look legit.
Thank you.
There she is.
Otis, my friend. How you doing?
- This him?
- Mm-hmm.
You just got out?
Yes.
You planning to go back?
I don't make plans.
You know your way around a carcass?
- Not really.
- I'm thinking an assignment
that would get him out into the world.
Come on back.
Come on.
That one.
You remember me, Judge?
No.
I was in your courtroom.
Drug possession.
Prosecutor charged me
with intent to distribute.
Jury gave me 14 years.
You reduced that sentence
to eight months.
You said, "Good people
don't belong in prison."
Follow me.
Driver quit last week.
The job's yours, if you want it.
I just spent that on a grand ♪
I take that work, I make that work ♪
I make it yoga stretch ♪
I'm jogging, jogging ♪
Double latte for Maurice.
It's been a minute.
How's my auntie?
She's good.
You staying out of trouble?
- Tryin'.
- Ah, there's no try, Little Man.
Not with last chances.
That's the last one.
My God, it really is you.
I tried to visit you many times.
I know.
We never got a chance
to, to talk about
You didn't belong in prison.
But I know you. I know you protected me.
You You-you may still be exposed.
You need to watch yourself.
There were only three people
who knew about my role in that.
Rudy's never gonna talk,
and the other two people
are sitting right here.
So I got nothing to worry about.
Losing Adam was my penance, too.
I've paid for my sins.
I loved that boy like he was my own.
You can't dig graves
deep enough in this city
to hide them from the storms.
Water will get to the bodies every time.
Only sure thing about
the dirt beneath our feet
is that it'll wash away one day.
You asked me to bury
something and now
here we are.
Shame on us for not
knowing our city better.
It was a car. Not a body.
It was a coffin.
With a set of headlights.
Who is it?
Housekeeping.
It gets funnier every time.
Don't open the door if you can't
see who's on the other side.
Okay, Dad.
When was the last time
you talked to our father?
Why do you care?
Making them miserable.
Stop trying to be the bad
seed. That's my job.
Okay. I'll stay in my lane.
- You need anything from me?
- Yeah. Um
Grab some new towels and
turn down the bed, okay?
Hey, yo.
What's the family discount
for an oil change?
Oh, cuz. What's up, boy?
Hey, you know, family in-house free-99.
Now, for cousins might
get you ten percent off.
Oh, boy, you crazy.
Are you ready to get paid?
Now you know I got you
on the finder's fee,
but I need you to make this intro.
'Cause I'm not going back to New Orleans
empty-handed and assed
out, you heard me?
I've owned this club for
more than 30 years,
so I'm only gonna consider selling it
when the timing's right.
Well, I happen to know you
hired a real estate agent,
so timing must be close.
Mm.
Look, I'm a bar owner myself
and I'm looking to expand.
Sure you can appreciate that.
Plus, this establishment
holds a special place for me.
Can we just cut the bullshit?
I am not selling my club for drug money.
Yo, Roderick.
What's up, fellas?
Is there somewhere we can talk?
Oh, here's good. It's my nephew.
He's gonna go pretty far as long
as he stops dropping his shoulder.
Hey, Roderick.
My cousin looking to move
some product in the Boot.
Ain't got no connect there?
No one that's up to my standards.
Yeah, my shit is five stars, huh?
But top-tier quality
come top-tier price.
Well, money ain't no thing.
Let's start with two keys.
If it makes the customers happy,
maybe we'll come back for more.
Yeah, that doesn't work for me, homie.
I-I move weight, you know?
I was thinking, like,
ten times that amount.
How about we start with two?
And then see how it goes.
How about we start with 20?
Let me talk to you for a second.
I got to beg a drug dealer
to sell me drugs?
Man, it is what it is.
The product is right,
the price is right.
Big Mo needs it. Just make the deal.
We don't need that much product.
And I ain't got that much cash.
Well, get it.
That way we can do one
deal instead of ten.
And I ain't got to play
the middleman after this.
I need to see Justin.
Justin.
Justin.
Justin.
- Come with me.
- Ooh, busted.
Okay, let's go.
I find these images
to be very troubling.
It's just a character.
This gun is in the hand of a boy
that looks exactly like you.
This house set on fire by that same boy.
He didn't set the house on fire.
He escaped.
My top priority is
protecting my students
and you are one of my students now.
So I'm worried.
I just like to draw.
I need to know if you're capable
of harming someone else.
Hello, Monique.
Mr. Mayor.
- Want to get something?
- Yeah, let me get a coffee, black,
- four sugars.
- Coming right up.
When I asked for a meeting,
I didn't mean you need to come to me.
Are you kidding?
Any excuse to come to the Lower Nine.
And here I thought I may not be
welcome in the mayor's office.
Everyone is welcome in
the people's office.
Long as it's the "People's City."
Precisely.
- Thank you kindly.
- Mm-hmm.
So, what can I do for you?
I want to buy the Grand Rain.
You gonna run a nightclub
in the Quarter?
Moving up in the world.
Well, I wish you the best of luck.
That owner, he a friend of yours?
He's a contributor.
He's an asshole.
No doubt about that.
He don't want to sell
to someone like me.
- What? An industrious entrepreneur?
- Precisely.
The thing is, I don't really
have much say in the matter.
You say you want to champion
for Black-owned businesses,
why not help a Black owner
get her hand on a business?
Sort of hard for me to tell
a man to take your money
seeing where that money comes from.
Wasn't hard for the last mayor
to do that for Jimmy Baxter.
You and I have come to a
successful agreement before.
One might argue it put
you where you are today.
You know, in my position,
every day brings a new problem.
And you know what my problem is today?
I got drug users overdosing in my city.
Your neighborhood.
I can't have that.
And I'll take care of that for you.
Good.
Then our secrets remain secrets.
So, I can count on your support, then?
As long as I can count on this
being the last time you ask for it.
There you go.
Yeah.
Yeah, just sign.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
Mr. Desiato.
Fia.
Hi.
You're, you're out.
And you're
Yes, uh
I got to work somewhere.
- Right, of course.
- And you?
Got to eat somewhere.
Right.
- Uh, would you want to join me? For, like
- No, no, I
I-I can't. I, uh
It's, it's strange, uh,
seeing you in this place.
I actually live here now.
So, how's that for strange?
My friends think it's creepy.
They don't really get it.
Well, they don't know
what you're going through.
- You do.
- No.
We all lost Adam in our own way.
You know, sometimes I think
the things I miss the most
are the things I didn't
get to experience.
There were so many
conversations we never had.
Questions I never asked him.
What would you ask
him? If, if you could?
It's kind of fucked
up to say, but, uh
I would ask him, "What do you
think happens to us when we die?"
Did he believe in heaven and hell,
and all the things my
mother is obsessed with,
that I never bought into?
It's just I, I keep thinking,
you know, what if I'm wrong?
You would have liked having
those conversations with Adam.
He he enjoyed asking questions.
Mm.
Well, what do you think
about all that stuff?
I don't know about God
and, and all that
but I I do think that good
people go where they deserve.
Mr. Desiato, um,
there's somebody that I would
really like for you to
I've got to go.
Can you please, please just
promise me another time.
Y Okay, yes.
Amazing.
Now that there's no more lies,
you've got nothing left to say.
I devoted so much to your family.
I know you were trying to protect Adam,
but goddamn it, Michael,
you should have trusted me.
Instead you just
lied
manipulated and used me.
You may be free now,
but that's not gonna last forever.
And when your guardian angel vanishes,
I'm gonna be the next thing you see.
- All right.
- Everything all right?
I need a guardian signature
to prove we spoke about this.
Is this about your drawings?
I'm not your legal guardian.
What is it?
My principal asked me if
I was a violent person.
Do you think you're a violent person?
Whatever good is in a person,
the seed of that goodness,
it's in them for life.
And the bad can always be uprooted.
Whatever's in your past,
that does not define you, Justin.
That's not my name.
If you can be Justin,
I can be Justin's mom.
Hold on, hold on a sec.
Let me get this off.
There you go.
Why on Earth are you
sleeping in my pantry?
The guest room is too big.
You find it cozier in there
underneath my biscuit mix?
And don't you dare tell
anyone I'm using a mix.
I'll find some other place to sleep.
There's no need for that.
You're a guest.
This house has a guest room.
You'll sleep there.
Talked to Fia today.
I think she just needs some space.
Space?
No, the problem with younger people
is that you don't worry about time.
You can get space anywhere,
much as you want.
But time?
You never get that back.
And one of the reasons we have
children is to reset the clock.
I'm still here.
Fia's not gone.
You're a good brother, Carlo.
Where you sneaking off to every morning?
The cemetery.
You see this?
It's a cereus.
It blooms once a year.
And whenever that happens,
I'm gonna take it to their grave.
Once a year.
There's no reason to go all the time.
They're not there.
Staring at a headstone's not gonna
bring you any closer to them.
Hey, there, Dick.
Mr. Mayor.
What can I do for you?
Well, I was hoping to watch
a good old-fashioned
business deal transpire.
Monique here tells me
y'all are in the middle
of a heated negotiation.
Maybe we can sort it out right now.
There's really no need for you to
concern yourself with this matter.
Well, I'd rather not,
but, um, I'm a little worried that
if this deal doesn't go through,
the Historic Landmarks Commission
might take a closer look
at some of the changes you've made.
Could hold you up for a year.
Maybe two.
This place has been my life.
Can't sell it to just anyone.
I'm not asking you to
sell it to just anyone.
I'm asking you to sell it to her.
My money's just as green
as anyone else's.
Look, I don't mean to
be insulting, but, uh
Maybe you do mean to be insulting.
I tell you my pawpaw used to gig
on that stage for 20 some years.
Yeah, and my daddy watched him as a boy
from that doorway right there.
Said a bartender, at the time,
gave him a tall, cold drink filled
with maraschino cherries.
And the owner of the club at that time,
the man you purchased it from,
knocked that drink out
of my daddy's hands.
So while I understand this club
is important to you, Richard,
it's important to me, too.
Congratulations.
I look forward to seeing
what you do with the place.
Well, there'll always be a
table for the mayor inside.
They delivered your laundry downstairs
and I figured I'd bring it up to you.
You don't need to check in on me.
May I come in?
I don't understand.
There are maids who clean for you.
I don't want them in here every day.
Well, once a week would be a good start.
You know, this is why I live here.
To get away from your constant hovering.
Yes, I know, moving out of your
parent's house and into their hotel,
you're the model of an
independent woman.
Just like Eloise at the Plaza
if Eloise's boyfriend was
murdered downstairs.
- I don't like that talk.
- Yeah, no shit.
You hurt your father
when you ignore him.
I didn't have the energy
to deal with him.
No? Well, would you dig a
little deeper next time?
We are all trying very hard.
I don't understand why you
insist on punishing us.
You know what? Climb down
off the fucking cross,
Jesus needs it back.
I owe you all an apology.
I've been coming here
for the wrong reasons.
You told me there were
five stages of grief.
Uh, denial, anger, bargaining,
depression and acceptance.
What I didn't realize is that
my grieving is out of order.
And that confused me.
That is very astute, Gina.
You're absolutely right.
We all take a different
path to acceptance.
Well, that's what I've learned,
I'm not seeking acceptance.
That's not where I want to end up.
You were trying to help
me navigate past anger,
but anger is where I want to live.
Anger is where I flourish.
Thank you for coming back.
I don't know why I'm here.
I do. To feel closer to Adam.
I won't.
You might.
I need to show you something.
Come on in.
This is Rocco Adam Baxter.
He's your grandson.