Power Book II: Ghost (2020) s03e02 Episode Script

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[UPBEAT HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
- [MONET] Previously on Ghost
- Evelyn.
Frank was on his way to surprise you.
To make your family whole again.
Brayden needs to learn
the family business.
[LUCAS WESTON] You're gonna
be working with KeKe Travis.
- My pleasure.
- Yeah, I've heard a lot about you.
By not fuckin' with Tariq,
you're saving yourself a lot of grief,
- trust me.
- [JENNY] You have enough clout
to get authorization for a joint
federal and local task force?
I could try.
That was taken from a traffic cam
the night of Carrie's suicide,
and it's just blocks from her apartment.
You are not authorized to investigate
Monet Tejada. Is that understood?
[LORENZO] Mecca.
Where the fuck you think you're going?
- [GUNSHOTS]
- [ZEKE] Ah!
- [PILOT] Hey!
- Cut me some slack
I'll cut you some fuckin'
slack when I put a bullet
in whoever took Zeke away from me.
- [TARIQ] Fuck, you go here now?
- Yep.
- Monet know?
- [GUNSHOTS]
Get on your knees.
[NOMA] Mecca was my First Lieutenant.
His drugs belong to me.
We can keep the cash flow going.
- You think you can replace Mecca?
- Of course we can.
- Who is this bitch?
- All I got is a name, Noma.
From now on, I'ma be working for her
Me, Cane, and Brayden,
or else she gonna kill all three of us.
- Get the fuck in the car.
- No, please.
[GRUNTS]
[SAXE] We have blood on our hands.
Lauren Baldwin is dead.
[JENNY] Hi. How you holdin' up?
How much longer do I have
to pretend that I'm dead?
[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 ♪
♪
[MONITOR BEEPING]
[WINCES]
Oh, thank God.
Hey.
[GROANS]
Where am I?
You're at the hospital, Lauren.
There was a
an incident.
[LABORED BREATHING]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
You were hit pretty hard.
The doctor said it might take some time
for you to regain memory of the night,
but best we can assemble,
you were knocked unconscious,
placed in a vehicle,
and driven out of the city,
then pushed into the reservoir.
♪
We don't know by who.
The car was reported stolen, but
there's no clues leading to the thief.
Whoever was behind this
had it all planned out
and was pretty meticulous.
♪
- But you got really lucky.
- [DOG BARKS]
A man was out walking his dog
and happened to see you
going into the water.
If he hadn't called 911,
tonight would've played
out very differently.
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
[GASPING]
[DOOR OPENS]
Hey. How you doing?
I brought you some things.
It's not the Internet, but
Look, I need to see my parents.
Or a phone call.
Jenny, seriously, anything, please.
We've been over this, Lauren.
Your parents think you're dead,
as does everyone else
except for my supervisor
and your doctor.
It's the only way to guarantee
your safety and theirs
while I build my case.
And what case is that?
I literally told you who did it,
so go arrest her.
Lauren, the dog walker
didn't see anyone that night,
and by your own admission,
you were unconscious
when you were placed in that car,
so you can't know for
certain what really happened.
Okay, but I do know what happened.
That girl Effie, she tried to kill me.
I believe you. I do,
but right now, I do not have a
single shred of hard evidence to go on.
So I need you to help me with something.
No.
No!
Literally every time one
of you guys has said that,
my life has gotten
exponentially more fucked up.
Okay, closing this case
is the only way to get you out
of here and on with your life.
Now, given the fact pattern,
it stands to reason that
Effie wasn't working alone,
and by connecting those dots
between her and what I suspect
to be a much bigger drug organization,
is the best way to get
us all what we want.
So she was working with Brayden?
I told you that already.
The focus of our
investigation is above Brayden.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
Tariq St. Patrick is the clearest
connective tissue between them.
[SNIFFLES]
I don't have any proof that Tariq
was working with Brayden and Effie.
And clearly, neither do you.
Well, until I can get an airtight case
against all of those responsible
for trying to kill you,
the fact that Tariq,
Effie, Brayden, the Tejadas
all believe that their attempt
succeeded is the only thing
keeping you and your
family alive right now.
Trust me.
♪
- [HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS]
- [INDISTINCT RAPPING]
I can't believe Noma's in Paris
and I'm stuck here babysitting
you tiresome Americans.
[CANE] Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's good to see you too.
[LAUGHS SOFTLY]
I told her she was insane
for giving you this opportunity.
You will only squander it.
I mean, it's pretty evident that
your words don't mean much to her.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
I'm particularly looking
forward to shooting you
- when you fail.
- [SINGER] Uh, whoo, step up ♪
[IN SPANISH]
♪
I think he fucks with us.
Nah, that nigga wants to kill you.
All right, party people,
well, the clock is ticking,
and these babies are ready
to go to their forever homes.
Yo, who these niggas over there, Cane?
Hired some of the
Jamaica Ave Boys to help.
What's up?
Are we doing this or what?
I have class in a hour.
Yeah, and I gotta go
analyze some stocks,
which should definitely
be more fun than cocaine.
[CHUCKLES]
Cane, your family flooding
the streets, right?
Yeah, I got these niggas
start moving shit today
while Dru and Lorenzo
expand our footprint.
A'ight. Me and Effie,
we gonna hit the Ivies up
while Stansfield cools down.
Shit's too hot on campus,
and with CourseCorrect dead,
Stansfield's off-limits.
B, you take care of the
country clubs, alumni clubs
Basically anywhere rich white
people do what we're doing,
but we get locked up for it.
Guys, I think we're
overlooking a sick market.
The traders at Weston Holdings
would eat this shit up. 'Riq
- Get the fuck out of here. Are you dumb?
- [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
Nigga, you just told the whole
fucking world you sell drugs.
You hotter than Stansfield right now.
We're not selling shit
anywhere near where your
name has anything to do with it.
[BRAYDEN] I know. Hear me out.
♪
You trust them with our shit?
These niggas know not to get greedy
and what'll happen if they do.
♪
Yo, that is a fuck-ton of weight,
and the dick-swingers at
my office would pay enough
to buy us every-day-of-the-week Lambos.
I'm talking the Urus.
I'm talking the SVJ.
- [TARIQ SCOFFS]
- Back me up, Effie.
Fuck no.
She's right, man. Fuck that shit.
Listen,
we're not doing no business
anywhere near your family's companies
or anything that has your name
attached to it. It ain't worth the risk.
- There's no risk.
- I mean, maybe for you.
Listen, man, you just admitted
to being a whole drug dealer,
and your punishment
was a six-figure income.
I didn't admit to shit, and yet somehow,
I lose housing, and I'm
still doing damage control.
The fuck?
You're right, that is fucked up.
I'm sorry, 'Riq.
- You got a room, though, right?
- Yeah, Tate helped me out,
hooked me up with a little
internship on his campaign.
How's that gonna help your image?
Tate's dirty as fuck.
He's the right kind of dirty, though.
All right, well, go get
that political shine.
I'll catch you later.
Later, Eff.
I could take the drive up to
Princeton with you if you want.
Actually, it'll just be
quicker if I go on my own.
What's up with you? You good?
- "Day-of-the-week Lambos"?
- Come on, you know he's fucking around.
- That's Brayden.
- [EFFIE] Wh-whatever.
I don't give a shit if y'all splurge,
but the longer we stand
here, the more interest
accrues on my student loans.
Don't forget, Tariq, some of us
are only doing this because we have to.
Wait, so you think I'm here
because I want to be, Effie?
Listen, if we don't move all
of that shit in that warehouse,
Noma's gonna kill all of our asses.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
Yeah.
♪
Better get moving then.
♪
[TV NARRATOR] Plaintiff Yung
Joc says he performed
[DAVIS] Mrs. Tejada.
I got that investigation
file you wanted.
It's about time.
What do they know?
Well, not what you want.
There's a lot going
on, but no real leads.
Since Zeke was killed the same
night as his father in Spears' hangar,
they're looking into the possibility
they were targeted by the same doer.
Who do they think that was?
Eh, I'd say your guess
is as good as theirs.
They logged .45 caliber shell casings,
but that's a long shot at best.
Partial prints led nowhere.
Any potential witnesses scattered
like rats, and that's all she wrote.
Shit.
The fuck it is. I need more.
Mrs. Tejada Monet
Mrs. Tejada works.
Okay, Mrs. Tejada [CLEARS THROAT]
that's the NYPD's
entire file on the case.
There's nothing more to get.
Whoever did this is either
meticulous or chaotic enough
to have New York's finest
scratching their head.
Well, Davis,
it's time to start earning
your damn money.
Someone killed my son,
and ain't nobody gonna fucking rest
until I find out who.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
Here you go.
Subtle, Cooper.
Well, I told them Saxe,
but you know how it goes.
I think they do it on
purpose because I'm so sexy.
I called you last night. Where were you?
I was working
at the office and
waiting for my CI to get
me something I can actually use.
Oh, come on. I'm working on it.
You have any luck getting
an unredacted version
of that Theo Rollins file?
Not yet. It's, um,
more complicated than it should be.
[SCOFFS] Pulling a file is complicated?
It'll raise a red flag
if I put in this request out of nowhere,
and I don't need anybody
looking at me sideways
while I'm trying to get a
RICO task force off the ground.
Whoa.
Isn't it a little early for that?
Isn't it a little early for you
to be showing up at my
apartment unannounced?
I mean, I wouldn't even be here
right now if I didn't have to come back
for this.
Your little Nancy Drew game
isn't getting me very far.
An official task force
will give me more resources
so I can cast a wider net.
Well, yeah, of course, but how are
you ever gonna get that approved?
Tariq St. Patrick is
guilty of a lot of things,
but pinning an entire drug organization
on a 19-year-old kid is gonna
be a tough sell, even for you.
He's not just any kid.
Look at who his parents were.
[CHUCKLES] Tariq was groomed for this.
You think anyone was surprised
LeBron's kid could dunk a basketball?
Um, no,
and I think that's a little racist.
Look, you said you could bring me
something that I can work with, so
show me what you got, Saxe.
Show me
you're really the man
you said you could be.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
Oh, what the actual fuck?
Chad, so sorry to interrupt your nap.
You were supposed to proofread
these reports yesterday.
- Okay.
- We need them now.
Chill
Omarosa.
Excuse me?
Dude, that's fucked up.
Just fucking do it.
[VOCALIZING MOCKINGLY]
[PHONE RINGING]
He's a fucking dick.
Do you want me to go to HR?
For that? No.
God, I just can't stand
these trust fund interns,
you know, messing with my paper
'cause they've never
had to earn their own.
He was probably dreaming about
a Proud Boy rally or some shit.
[CHUCKLES]
Hold up.
You think we need to
make America great again?
Fuck no.
Those assholes are the ones
who fucked it up in the first place.
Okay
Baby Weston.
♪
[GROANING]
♪
[TATE] Got the Smiths.
Jones, Osborne
okay, make sure
that the email blast goes out
to all of the updated lists, all right?
- Yes, sir.
- Um
we gotta make sure that, uh
[OTT CLEARS THROAT]
- All right, thank you.
- I'm on it.
Steven Ott, to what
do I owe the pleasure?
Well, it's good to see you're not
overspending on office space.
Jesus, what a shithole.
All right, look, I hate to be
the bearer of bad news, Rashad,
but your poll numbers, they suck.
You're getting trounced.
If you want to win
this congressional seat,
you're gonna have to fire off some ads.
Yes, well, to do that we would
need resources, now, wouldn't we?
Listen, it seems as though that, uh,
your good friend Rick
Sweeney hasn't gone
as quietly into the night as we'd hoped.
Apparently, he's funneling donors
over to the fucking competition.
Yeah, that's a tough break there.
Look, we all thought AOC was
a once-in-a-generation candidate,
but the movement just
keeps fucking growing
Listen, I know, but nothing
has been decided yet, okay?
That's right. That's right.
We need to bring some fresh
blood in here, you know,
mobilize young voters,
bring in that cha-ching.
Already ahead of you. I have a fantastic
new intern starting today.
Well, I hope they can hustle.
Oh, one more thing.
There's also the problem of
your conspicuous lack of a wife.
- Fix it.
- I'm already working on it.
I have several candidates in the mix.
Ah, I'm so glad to hear it.
Just not the intern, all right?
Bye, Rashad!
Steven.
Gandhi said, "The Earth provides enough
to satisfy every man's needs,
but not every man's greed."
So my question for
you is, in this nation
of haves versus have-nots that
worship at the church of capitalism,
what is the line between need and greed?
My man Gandhi said that shit
way before climate change
and overpopulation started popping off.
BruShaundria's right, and with
increasingly limited resources,
making sure you have as
much as possible for you
and your family is need
Nothing greedy about it.
Well, what about our moral
obligations to other humans?
What about corporate responsibility?
"When morality comes up against profit,
it's seldom profit that loses."
Ah, Shirley Chisholm.
Nice pull, Ms. Morales.
Now, do you agree with her?
Mm. Not that it's right,
but that it's fact, yeah.
Life is kill or be killed.
Same goes for America.
Greed is just another word for growth.
The bigger you get, the more you have.
The more you have, the more you need.
It's the law of nature.
I should point out,
that's also the philosophy
of a cancer cell.
- [STUDENT] Whoa.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[STUDENT] Are you seriously
comparing America with cancer?
Hey. You need these?
It's okay.
I already did the reading online.
But girl, why the fuck are
those books so expensive?
I can't afford to buy that
shit for all my classes.
Yeah, I know. I've been there.
You know, I hear the TAs sometimes
keep a set for students to use.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYS]
[PROFESSOR] Listen, since you
had something to say, you stand up.
Tell me what you think.
Go on, tell me what you
think the other view is.
[CHAD] Nice tie, Phil.
I think my great-grandfather
had the same one.
- [PHIL] Eat shit, Chad.
- [CHAD CHUCKLING]
That's him.
What the hell's going on?
Compliance found incendiary content
on your computer.
We're gonna need you
to collect your things.
What?
That's impossible. Show me.
It's the kind of stuff that
goes along with these
which were found in your desk.
We have zero tolerance for propagating
alt-right bullshit here in the office.
You need to leave immediately.
That's not fucking mine,
so this is some kind of setup.
Get your hands off of me.
- [OFFICER] Sir, let's go.
- Oh
my dad is gonna sue your asses so hard,
you are gonna shit from your esophagus.
[LAUGHING] I'll see
you bitches in court,
all right?
[PEOPLE MURMURING]
- That you?
- Uh-huh.
- [CHUCKLES]
- Hmm.
Come.
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS]
That tiki torch was
fucking extra as hell,
but I loved it.
Where did you get that in
the middle of Manhattan?
You can Postmates fucking anything.
Well, I hope you didn't
use the company card.
♪
[ELEVATOR DINGS]
[BRAYDEN] Where are we?
A private floor.
Supposedly there's more, but
it's the only one I have the code for.
There's more?
[SINGER] Real good time ♪
Look around, Trust Fund.
Everything the light touches is yours.
Shit, your name's on the building.
You really didn't know?
My grandfather's name's on the building.
Well, I wish I had your grandpa.
If you did, then this
would be super awkward.
[KEKE CHUCKLES]
But no, you don't.
He was a miserable piece of shit.
Walking example of money
doesn't buy happiness.
Yeah, well, that's only true
for people who don't need it.
You give me money,
I'll show you happiness.
I'm sorry, but trust me, this shit
comes with its own set of handcuffs.
Okay, Brayden Weston
then what exactly would make you happy?
[SINGER] Trust me ♪
We a real good time ♪
I mean, do you want to talk about that?
Or do you want to do something
that'll make us both happy?
[KEKE] Oh. [CHUCKLES]
[SINGER] Trust me ♪
We a real good time ♪
[BRUSHAUNDRIA] Okay, I can confirm that.
No, thank you, Mr. Volker.
Future Congressman Tate really
appreciates the support.
All right. Talk to you soon.
[TARIQ] What's up, Bru?
What you doing here?
Like, existentially?
I think my soul's on some real
serious expansion shit in
this lifetime, you know?
[CHUCKLES] Oh, but, like, here, here?
- Yeah, here.
- Oh.
This the first day of my internship.
- I'm raking in bank for Tate, okay?
- Wait, what? You're the new intern?
I was supposed to be Tate's new intern.
- [LAUGHS UNCOMFORTABLY] Uh
- Is he here?
Um, I I think he's on a call.
[TATE] Tariq. [CHUCKLES]
My young brother,
unexpected turn of events.
So you gave away my internship?
Uh, excuse me, no one
"gave me" anything.
Think of it as a redirection.
Listen, I ain't even gonna hold you.
Your Black ass is still hot as fuck
out here in these streets,
and it's not a good look for my team.
You know, I tried to work
the wrongfully accused angle
to boost both of our images,
but it's just not gonna bring
in the kind of contributions
Team Tate needs right now.
So you throwing me under the bus
for some fucking campaign dollars?
You're goddamn right.
It's for a bigger cause.
So what about the course
credit I was supposed to get?
You're a St. Patrick.
You'll figure it out.
Here, take a hat.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
A'ight, so got some
people working some corners
in Southside, but we gonna need more.
- That's you.
- I already told you,
I'm not moving weight for Noma
or any other fucking connect you find.
Wait, Dru ain't talk to you?
Dru ain't say shit 'cause
he knows what I said.
Or because he's distracted
with punk-ass Everett.
Yeah, you know he's still
fucking with that nigga, right?
That's where he was at the
night Mecca's soldiers attacked us.
Then Dru brought him to the
penthouse where we were meeting Kai.
The motherfucker laid
eyes on him and everything.
[VOICEMAIL] Your call has been forwarded
to an automatic voice message system.
See? He's probably with him right now.
Pops, you keep pushing
for Dru to take the throne,
- but he can't be trusted. He's not ready.
- But you are?
- I know I am.
- [IN SPANISH]
I forgot about you and Mecca's
fucking idea to take me out?
Huh?
That whole hit would've
never fucking happened
if you weren't such a
fucking brute and disloyal.
So I will deal with Dru however the fuck
I want to deal with him.
If there's anybody in this house
that needs to gain my
trust, it's fucking you.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
[IN SPANISH]
until we find Zeke's killer, right?
Handle it.
You do that, and then maybe we can talk.
♪
Thank you for helping
me. I hate packing.
Of course.
Now, you know you about to be
the only Black man in OKC, right?
[LAUGHTER]
Not if you come visit.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYS]
Is that like
- an invitation or what?
- [EVERETT] What you think?
And speaking of invitations,
my signing party's
tomorrow night at 1 Oak,
and I want you to come as my plus-one.
So I'd be, like, your date?
I mean, I want you there with me
but
I can't tell the world
what role you play in my life
not right now.
Right.
[EVERETT SIGHS]
I'm moving at the pace I can, Dru.
- Don't be greedy.
- Don't be what?
Do you have any idea how much
heat I'm getting from my family
- 'cause of this 'cause of us?
- This isn't about your family.
This is the biggest
moment of my entire life,
and I need you there.
Why does a label matter?
Can you show up and be supportive?
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
Okay.
Okay, I'm-I'm sorry.
Send me the info.
Thank you.
Frank was like a brother to me.
[IN SPANISH]
- He loved you so much.
- I know.
He would've done
anything for you, Lorenzo.
I know.
And now that I'm out
if there's anything I can
do for you or the family
you let me know.
I'm here for you.
- Thank you.
- Of course.
I really appreciate it.
someone's here to see you.
What are you doing here, Evelyn?
People always stop bringing
food after the funeral
but I couldn't cook for months.
Losing Frank was one thing, but
I can't imagine if
it was one of my boys.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Monet.
Thanks for stopping by.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS]
You should know that some
white cop's been sniffing around,
asking questions about Frank,
said his name's Whitman.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
I didn't give him anything,
of course, but
you deserve to know.
Look, you been a good friend.
That's not necessary.
In fact [CLEARS THROAT]
my boys got a little
foothold in Brooklyn.
They been taking care of me real good.
You helped me out in my time of need,
so now I'm returning the favor.
♪
But we both know it
won't bring 'em back.
Yeah.
Take care of yourself, Monet.
[EFFIE] He can't just give
your internship away like that.
Honestly, he really
can. It's his campaign.
Did he say why?
I told you, B, nobody's fucking with me.
And you know, you lucky as fuck
you don't got to deal with this shit.
Well, what are you gonna
do about the credits?
I mean, you need to take, like,
two extra classes to make up for those.
- Fuck if I know.
- Well, an internship just opened up at Weston.
- You should take it.
- Why, so we can move product?
Bro, ask me again if we moving
product in your family's house.
All right, you might be able to
get unlimited fucking chances,
but it's not all fun and
games for the rest of us, B.
I'm trying to save our lives from Noma.
All right, and if I do that,
what the fuck is it worth
if I can't see my
sister or my mom after?
There's things that are more
important than just money and drugs, B.
And that's family.
Family's fucking important.
Hey, we're your family too.
- That's right.
- And you should take that internship.
We're not gonna move weight there,
and if you're worried about your
reputation, this is a smart move.
[BRAYDEN] She's right, 'Riq.
My uncle would be a
great fucking reference.
Okay, maybe, but I'm sure
Papa Weston don't want me there.
Nah, dude, fuck him. I'll handle him.
You don't gotta worry about that.
[INDISTINCT RAPPING]
♪
Fine. Fine, but no fucking drugs.
No drugs, I promise.
A'ight, bet.
Fuck yeah. [LAUGHING]
Whoo! I'll set it up.
You're fucking crazy.
I'll be right back.
Gotta go take care of something.
- [EFFIE CHUCKLES]
- [TARIQ] Don't touch my shit.
We have to tell him
about Lauren, like, now
Shh. Shut the fuck up, Brayden.
Are you fucking crazy?
Okay, what, are we just gonna
lie to him for the rest of our lives?
You said it yourself, we're his family.
- We're all he has.
- Exactly.
And we did what we
had to do to protect him.
How does him finding out help anything?
It would undermine
his trust, not earn it.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
There are only two people on this
planet who really know what we did,
and we're taking that
to the motherfucking grave.
♪
Fuck.
- [PILOT SCREAMING]
- [CANE] You're Mecca's pilot, man.
Listen, I know you saw something
that night. So fucking talk.
[PILOT PANTING] I just heard
the shots and found the body.
I don't know who did it!
That's okay, my guy.
You got seven more chances
to remember something, huh?
[PILOT SCREAMING]
[GROANING]
Huh? You can fly a fucking
plane with one hand, right?
I only saw him from the back.
Bald-headed dude in a dark jacket.
Big-ass collar and zippers.
There it is.
See, I knew you was
fucking paying attention.
- What's up, Big Money? Talk to me.
- I didn't see him, I swear.
I swear.
- [TORCH HISSES]
- Please don't.
Please!
[GASPING]
[TORCH HISSES]
[SHRIEKING]
All I saw was the car,
it was driving away!
The taillight was busted!
Thank you.
You've been very helpful.
Dude, this is gonna be so lit.
So KeKe's your supervisor,
but I'm on her team,
so I'm kind of like your half-boss
if you think about it, but don't worry,
I'm super chill, and
I get my own coffee,
and I only need my balls
massaged, like, once a week.
I fucking quit.
Get the fuck out of here.
I'm fucking with you,
I'm fucking with you.
- Uh oh, there's Reva and Lex
- [COWORKER] Hey, what up?
they/them. Uh, this is my boy Tariq.
Kitchen, bathroom, uh
oh, there's personal
trainer Nick right there.
- Gym's on the third floor.
- What's up, boys?
Your first session's free, yeah?
You want my advice,
schedule something.
Looks like you should if
you want to be at your best.
I'm fucking with you, bro. [LAUGHS]
Nicky boy,
you know, I'm still, uh,
recovering from that Muay Thai thing,
- but yeah, I'll be back at it soon.
- Mm-hmm.
Do more, be more, my man, all right?
You can have results or excuses,
not both.
What a dick.
[ROBERT WESTON]
Brayden Jefferson Weston!
Family meeting now!
You're so fucked.
[LAUGHS]
What the fuck is Tariq
St. Patrick doing here?
Yeah, dude. I mean, there's
no way you're that fucking stupid.
I mean, did you really forget
about everything that happened
over the last year, or
do you hate Dad that much?
I assume this went through you.
He's our newest intern.
I hope you gave him a
warm Weston welcome.
You can't possibly
think that's a good idea.
I made it clear Brayden
was to stay away from him
- after that whole CourseCorrect ordeal.
- I'm not a kid, Dad.
- You can't just choose my friends.
- Well, clearly someone fucking needs to.
Having Tariq at the firm
is not good for the family.
Not good for the bottom line,
'cause that's all you guys
- really care about, right?
- [TRACE] Fuck off, dude.
That's enough, Brayden!
- He has to go.
- He didn't do anything wrong!
I was the one dealing drugs.
Holding it against him
is just fucking racism.
You guys just fired someone
for this shit yesterday.
What the fuck happened
to zero tolerance, huh?
- He's not wrong, Bobby.
- [ROBERT WESTON] It's not the same.
We can't punish an
innocent young Black man
for something your drug-dealing son did.
Besides, you know what's
great for business these days?
Inclusivity and diversity.
[TRACE MOCKING]
"Inclusivity and diversity."
[LAUGHS] What, are you serious?
Oh, come on, Dad.
What, the firm's gonna take
Juneteenth as a holiday now?
I guess we would have
the vineyard to ourselves.
Tariq, come on in here.
[PHONE KEYS CLACKING]
[POP MUSIC PLAYS]
[NOTIFICATION CHIMES]
♪
[SINGER VOCALIZING]
I'm tryna keep my distance ♪
I only got time for my brand ♪
Busy whippin' up in my kitchen ♪
'Cause everybody
know that I'm up next ♪
Soon as I move a lil' different ♪
Everybody tryna do my dance ♪
They stay tryna study my vision ♪
But they never interrupt my bag ♪
I know how to make the
cash flow, flow, flow ♪
I know how to make the cash
flow, flow, flow, flow, flow ♪
I know how to make the
cash flow, flow, flow ♪
Flow, flow, flow ♪
I know how to make the
cash flow, ca-ca-cash flow ♪
[VOCALIZING]
Money makes
the world go 'round, 'round ♪
[VOCALIZING]
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- [DIANA] Hey, Salim.
Um, I heard that sometimes
TAs have a set of books
that students can borrow,
and I was wondering if maybe
Say no more. Help yourself.
[DIANA CHUCKLES] Thanks.
One question, though.
How is it that you can
afford a Balenciaga backpack
but not the books to put inside it?
[CHUCKLES]
Well, my parents are
covering tuition and not much else,
so I guess I'm kind of on my own.
Okay.
So the problem's bigger
than American Psyche.
Well
I might have the hookup
for a unique on-campus opportunity
if a young queen's not opposed to work.
Not at all.
Th-that would be amazing, actually.
Consider it done.
Thanks.
[POLICE SIREN CHIRPS]
[TURN SIGNAL CLICKING]
- [POLICE SIREN CHIRPS]
- What the fuck is this?
Fuck.
Fuck this nigga.
Monet Tejada, what a surprise.
What the fuck is this about?
Clearly, you have a broken side mirror.
- Wouldn't want you to be a hazard out there
- Bullshit.
What do you want? And why
are you talking to Evelyn Castillo?
You know what?
You can just shut the fuck up.
I'll ask the questions here.
Where were you the night
of Carrie Milgram's murder?
- That's none of your business.
- Well, that's where you're wrong.
See, it was none of my business
right up until Zeke Cross
came to me about your possible
involvement in what was
very likely not a suicide.
So I took a look around.
There's a funny thing.
There's a traffic cam photo of you
in the vicinity of
Carrie Milgram's apartment
within the coroner's
time of death window.
Zeke came to you?
Yeah, he did.
Thoughts and prayers, by the way.
So now I'm coming for you,
and I'm gonna keep coming for you
and your family and your fucking friends
- until I get to the truth.
- Look, I didn't have shit to do
with Carrie Milgram's death,
and you know it.
Otherwise your ass would be
out here with handcuffs and shit.
Knowing and proving are two different
things, but trust I'll get there.
Oh, you know what?
There was something else I figured out.
Your special relationship
with Detective Ramirez.
Too bad your boyfriend's not
around to get you out of this one.
Look, I don't know what
the fuck you talking about,
so unless you gonna arrest
me, get the fuck out of here
harassing me with this bullshit.
You can go,
but I'll see you soon.
Fuck.
Uh yeah, I'm on it.
I'm on it.
Saxe!
Saxe!
[SAXE] Jesus Christ.
- [DAVIS SIGHS] You rang?
- I just got a disturbing call
from Monet Tejada about
some police harassment.
Is your girlfriend working
with that fucking ass clown, Whitman?
Okay, you first of all,
Jenny's not my girlfriend.
Just ask her.
Second of all, I'll find out.
Yes, do that.
Have we, uh, moved forward on Rollins?
Ah, not yet.
Not yet?
See, not yet
needs to be right now, so
get on it.
[LINE TRILLING]
[JENNY] Jenny Sullivan.
Hey.
You ever find out who was
watching the Spears penthouse?
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
No. Why?
You might want to look
into Kevin Whitman.
♪
[SIGHS]
[POP MUSIC PLAYS]
[CHUCKLING]
♪
Hey, Tariq, can you set up the
conference room for the 3:00?
- [TARIQ] Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.
[TRADER] Ooh, that was a big one.
- [TRADER] To your health.
- [WYATT] Oh, yeah.
[LIAM] Oh, you bet. L'chaim. [SNIFFS]
- [TRADER] Ooh.
- [LIAM] Ah, fuck yeah.
- [TRADER] Tasty.
- [LIAM] Fuck yes.
Ooh, fuck yeah.
- Yeah.
- Fuck yeah.
What's up, new guy?
Oh, uh, can you hook me up
with one of those bottles right there?
Dude, give me some of that.
- Yes, sir.
- Last night was so fucked.
[LIAM] Doing it again
tonight though, right?
- You know it.
- [LIAM] Oh, yeah.
Ooh, that's a nice one.
Whoo.
[CHEERS]
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[SINGER] Baby, I
don't wanna slow dance ♪
Pop, pop, pop, let the boys say
Whoa, damn ♪
Girls like to twerk, baby ♪
I don't wanna slow dance ♪
Pop, pop, pop, let the boys say ♪
Whoa, damn ♪
Girls like to twerk, baby ♪
I don't wanna slow dance ♪
Baby, five star,
I deserve PJ, flights, caviar ♪
Every time me and
the clique in the yard ♪
- Everybody already know who we are ♪
- [YELLS]
Stick it, baby, stick it ♪
Everybody watch me do that ♪
Chewy bubblegum ♪
Whoo!
Ever disrespect me ♪
Watch the gang get violent ♪
Pop my shit can't tell me shit ♪
Yeah, pop, pop, pop, let the boys say ♪
Whoa, damn ♪
Girls like to twerk, baby ♪
I don't wanna slow dance ♪
- Come on.
- [TARIQ] Wait, so you're telling me
American Ninja Warrior's
the fucking plug?
Yup. He moves weight
all around the fund by
leaving "protein powder"
in his clients' gym lockers
And sometimes even on
their fucking desks.
And the higher-ups know?
They know that everybody uses,
but not where it comes from,
- but to be honest, they could give a shit.
- Fuck.
Caffeine, powder, pills.
All they care about is paper.
- [TARIQ] Of course.
- The burnout rate is so insane
that they just try
and squeeze everything
out of people while they have 'em.
But listen, 'Riq,
I heard what you said about
not shitting where we eat.
I mean, there's other avenues.
I already moved two
bricks at the country clubs.
Bro, two fucking bricks?
- I know, I kn
- H-how many people work
on our floor alone at Weston Holdings?
Shit, I don't know, at least 30.
So you times that by 50
floors in our building,
then the rest of the buildings
on fucking Wall Street.
Bro, that's more than
everything we have combined.
That's what I'm saying.
We want to move Noma's product,
that's exactly how we do it.
And if we want to take out
Nick's pipeline in the process,
we can keep our names
covered while we at it.
Shit, you don't gotta tell me twice.
I'm down.
But you know, Nick's not
just gonna hand it over.
I know. See, that's why I didn't
want to fuck around here, B.
Shit can't get messy.
You know what?
I think I got an idea
but we're gonna need Cane's help.
[PERSON] Hey, my man, my-my man, yo.
You got the time?
Uh, yeah,
it's, like
[GRUNTS]
Time to pay up for what
you did, motherfucker.
- The fuck are you talking about?
- [GRUNTS]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[GROANS]
I got back from DR and my whole
fucking crew was wiped out.
This for them.
And this for Lil' Guap.
Fuck you, bitch.
I ever see you again, you're done.
[COUGHS, GROANS]
- [WINCES]
- Sorry, sorry. Sorry, baby.
I thought y'all deaded
all them Guaps, shit.
I guess not.
What I can't seem to
figure out is how the hell
did he know it was me
that killed Lil' Guap?
And why he ain't kill me
when he had the chance?
Wh-what the fuck were you doing
in that part of the city, Dru?
- Probably going to see Everett.
- Shut up, Cane.
Dru, go lie down on your stomach
while I get something for the paint.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
I told you he wasn't ready.
Our family's being targeted
for killing the Guaps,
and I bet you whoever
did that shit to Dru
got Zeke too.
Mm. I ain't so sure.
I am.
You got any way of tracking
this motherfucker down?
Yeah, maybe.
Go do that.
Go make this shit right
for your mother and for Dru.
[SALIM] All right, so this is the spot.
Yo, I can't believe
they have designated jobs
for Black students on campus.
[SALIM] Yeah, it's
not an official thing.
They just get handed down
each year from upperclassmen.
You know, I didn't have the
best home situation either.
It takes a lot for people
like us to make it here.
We have to look out for one another.
I feel that.
- Hi.
- Water and soda in the cooler.
No booze, so no IDs.
Scale on the counter for bulk candy.
Students can use their Stallion
points or you can pay cash.
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
What's your favorite?
Wait, let me guess.
- 100 Grand.
- [DIANA LAUGHS]
Why you say that, 'cause I'm poor?
- [LAUGHS]
- No.
Okay? It's this.
Ohh, a Skittles girl.
- Mm-hmm. Taste the rainbow.
- [SALIM] Okay.
Oh, you know, I read
they're all the same flavor.
They just make them smell
different to trick your senses.
- [DIANA] No.
- It's cheaper that way.
Mm-hmm. No, I don't believe you.
- That's cap.
- That's capitalism.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Shifts are four hours each.
Look, you won't pay off
any student loans with it,
but it'll buy you books,
and you'll have plenty
of downtime to study,
plus, free candy.
Okay. Sounds perfect.
Yeah. Well, let me get your paperwork,
and then I can teach you the register.
Whatever.
- [CELL PHONE DINGS]
-
[TARIQ] Hold on. You cool with
being my girlfriend in public now?
[EFFIE CHUCKLES] 'Cause
ain't nobody paying attention here.
- Yeah, whatever. You made the drops?
- Yep.
Everything's circulating
at Harvard, Penn, Dartmouth,
and Yoli is taking it back to Yale.
Fire. Once those are up and running,
it won't matter that we
can't sell at Stansfield.
[EFFIE] We make a good team.
[SINGER] Drifting away
in the tall dark seas ♪
Waves come and go ♪
I'm gonna go put this on.
Uh, okay.
♪
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
[TARIQ] How much?
[SALIM] Uh, for the candy and
the water, it is gonna be
Uh, I got my own. Thank you.
Oh, 'scuse the fuck out of me.
- [EFFIE CHUCKLES]
- [SALIM] Okay, that's $1.34.
[CELL PHONE BUZZES]
- [SALIM] Your change.
- Thank you.
[SALIM] You're welcome.
And $1 for the water.
All right, got you.
Here you go.
- [EFFIE] Come on.
- [TARIQ] Look, I know the schools ain't really
bringing in that much
money yet. You good?
'Cause we about to be
flush as fuck on Wall Street,
so if you need anything, I got you.
I got it covered, thank you.
So Brayden sold you on moving
weight at his family's fund?
I mean, shit, he ain't even have to.
Shit sells itself.
'Bout to blow the fuck up.
♪
Councilman.
Young Weston.
Thank you for meeting me here.
No, thank you
for this very, uh,
generous contribution to my campaign.
I think BruShaundria's
gonna work out just fine.
I told you, she's money.
But listen, you can never
tell Tariq about this.
In exchange for the Weston
name to my list of donors?
No need to worry.
I'll take it to the grave.
I just hope my young brother
Tariq lands on his feet.
Oh, no, you don't got to worry
about that. He already has, trust me.
Hey.
Bad news. My bosses
don't think we have enough
to greenlight a RICO investigation.
They're having a hard time believing
that a college kid is behind a drug org.
What'll it take?
They need the dots connected.
How does Tariq know Ramirez?
What's his connection to Dante Spears?
Is that where the
drugs were coming from?
And if so, who's their new connect?
- [JENNY SIGHS]
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- You wanted to see me?
- I thought I told you to stand down,
so why am I hearing about
you grilling Monet Tejada
over a bogus traffic stop?
Uh, with all due respect,
you're not my supervisor.
Would you like me to have
a chat with your supervisor?
Because you'd be looking at suspension.
You know, maybe you'd
prefer to know what I know,
'cause you're only
looking at half the picture.
I'm listening.
She on the team?
Blanca Rodriguez, DEA.
[WHITMAN] All right, when
I had Zeke Cross in the box,
he had a PBA card from
Detective Danilo Ramirez.
After he lied to me about how he got it,
I did some digging, and it turns out
that Ramirez took a
disproportionate number
of calls to the Tejada house.
On top of that, there's at least one
instance when Cane was pulled in
and Ramirez cleared the charges.
We know that Ramirez
brought the Weston boys home
after Cane forced them to
sell drugs on the street.
You're saying that Ramirez
was working with the Tejadas?
No, for the Tejadas.
But more than that,
I think he was fucking Monet Tejada.
[SCOFFS]
Look, you guys are
you're focused on the St. Patrick kid.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
He is not the kingpin.
Not by himself, anyway.
♪
Holy shit.
Monet Tejada has known
ties to Dante Spears.
If that's where they were
getting their product
There's our RICO.
It's something, all right,
but it'll take some doing to prove it.
Yeah, but it'll definitely give
our task force a green light.
[JENNY] Maybe your being so
fucking stubborn has its advantages.
[DOOR OPENS]
[INDISTINCT DIALOGUE]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
♪
- [IN SPANISH]
- [CANE WHISTLES]
You coming with me, motherfucker.
Fuck I am.
[COUGHING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
- What do you want?
- I-I been calling and texting you.
- Why didn't
- It's over, Dru.
Wait, I-I look, I'm sorry
I didn't make it last night.
- I don't care.
- I-I can explain.
Clearly, you had something
more important to do.
Ev, you don't see my fucking face?
I got jumped.
By the same guys from the club?
Or someone else this time?
Never mind. I don't want to know.
I've had enough, Dru. I'm moving to OKC.
I don't want any of
this drama following me.
This isn't drama. This is my life.
Hey. Ev, this is
this is our life.
Look, I'm sorry I didn't make
it last night. But I promise you,
it's the only place I wanted to be.
No, please. It's always
where I want to be.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS]
You don't understand how bad
my family doesn't want this to work
Maybe your family is right.
Ev, no
Don't follow me!
♪
[CELL PHONE BUZZES]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[NICK] Nice work in there, man.
You know, if you want to
up your game, let me know.
I can hook you up with some supplements
that are next fucking level, all right?
A'ight, bet. I'll hit you up.
Got you. Anytime.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[NICK GRUNTS]
[HORN BLARES]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
Fuck!
- [ONLOOKER SCREAMS]
- [ONLOOKER] Oh, my God!
[PEOPLE CLAMORING]
[TRUCK DRIVER] Ah, fuck!
[INDISTINCT YELLING]
[ONLOOKER] I'm calling 911.
This the motherfucker who
jumped Dru and killed Zeke.
The fuck I am. Fuck I am.
Look, I was out of the country
for that Zeke shit when it went down,
and I was hired to jump Dru.
Hired by who?
Don't believe a word
this motherfucker says.
Of course he's gonna lie to
try to save his fucking ass.
Yo, Cane, is this really
the motherfucker that did it?
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
- Found this on this greedy motherfucker.
- [GUAP] I ain't do anything, man.
Dru's chain,
- Zeke's championship ring.
- [GUAP] I ain't do anything.
Yeah, he must have pulled
that shit off of Zeke
when he fucking killed him.
- [GUAP] Wait. I-I had nothing
- You motherfucker.
What the fuck y'all looking at?
Clean this shit up.
♪
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
Okay.
Ah, come on, come on, come on.
What the fuck?
[PHONE BEEPS]
[LINE TRILLING]
[CELL PHONE BUZZING]
This is not a good time, Davis.
If you calling about Zeke,
I got everything I need.
Holy shit.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[DOOR OPENS]
What's up? Doing homework?
Uh, yeah, just finished.
Where were you?
[TARIQ] Everything's in motion.
We 'bout to blow all the way up.
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[SINGER] What do you need? ♪
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [WYATT PANTING]
What do you need, what do you need? ♪
[INDISTINCT RAPPING]
What do you need, what do you need? ♪
I can do anything less than a K ♪
What do you need, what do you need? ♪
[WYATT] Hey, what is this?
What do you need, what do you need? ♪
♪
That's good work tonight.
I think we'll all rest easier now that
this motherfucker got what he deserved.
Yep.
[PANTING]
I see you got that taillight fixed.
Yeah, man, a while ago.
What's up, Cane? You good?
Hell yeah. Never been better.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
'Cause I know you killed Zeke.
What the fuck are you talking about?
We just loaded up Zeke's
killer into your car.
Monet may have bought
that shit, old man, but not me.
Come on, man, you sent
me to do a fucking job.
- I did it.
- So what are you saying?
You're sounding all kind
of crazy right now, Cane.
Sounding all crazy, huh?
You had all these fucking
months to find Zeke's killer,
but I had no fucking problem
finding Mecca's pilot,
and you know what he saw
the night of the shooting?
Said he saw a bald guy, dark jacket,
broken taillight.
That was you, motherfucker.
Slow your fucking roll, Cane.
Zeke never wore that ring.
I even double-checked
that shit on his IG.
So there's no way it was
on him when he got got.
I'm guessing
it was in that box of his shit
Monet can't bring herself to open.
But what really did it for me
was the fucking look on your face
when that Guap said
he was hired to jump Dru.
[LAUGHS]
All that time inside, you'd think
you'd have a better fucking poker face.
You stole Zeke's ring,
you set up this nigga
to jump my brother,
then you planted that
shit when you paid him off.
How else would he know Dru was
the one that killed Lil' Guap?
It had to be somebody in the family,
but the one thing I
cannot figure out is why.
You got me all fucked up, Cane.
How about I run all this by
Monet, see what she think?
- It was a fucking mistake.
- Nah. A fucking mistake?
Yeah, it was. I fucked up.
I thought your mother was
Zeke was in Mecca's car,
getting into Mecca's jet,
so I thought he was Mecca.
I was doing what I need to
do to protect our family,
like I always will.
But I would never, never hurt
your mother like that, man.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
That's even more stupid
and pathetic than I thought.
Get the fuck off me, man.
All this time, you thinking I'm
not ready for the fucking throne?
But you weren't ready for me,
and now that I know the truth,
I fucking own you.
So this Noma weight we
talked about earlier?
You're gonna move it.
See you at the house.
[NVY JONEZ LKR'S "IT'S ME" PLAYING]
Mask off ♪
Now them motherfuckers know it's me ♪
♪
Let me talk my shit ♪
Look, ugh ♪
Uppin' the pace foot off the break ♪
This is a race raising the stakes ♪
Dodging the fakes ♪
Stuffing the safe ♪
Fuck out my face ♪
Don't care what you say ♪
Stay in my lane ♪
Pass me the paint ♪
Never insane ♪
Jumping the maze ♪
Bringing the pain ♪
Level the strain ♪
Home of the brave ♪
Land of the kings, ah ♪
It was all a dream ♪
They was sleeping ♪
Now they can't but help to notice me ♪
Feel like 2017 ♪
I cannot roll in peace ♪
Every time I leave the booth ♪
I cause a murder scene ♪
Take the mask off ♪
Let them motherfuckers know it's me ♪
Ooh, I'm wylin' ♪
Gold in my teeth ♪
Ooh, I'm stylin' ♪
Kick it with some
steppers and the Shaolin ♪
They like to get violent ♪
Hit you with that booyakah ♪
Bullets ruin ya, ya, ya ♪
Ain't no do-over ♪
Ain't no hoolimigah, look ♪
Vet with a tech ♪
This ain't a threat ♪
Steal ya connect ♪
Ain't no regret ♪
Need my respect ♪
What you expect? ♪
Better be correct when I collect ♪
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Yeah ♪