Power (2014) s05e07 Episode Script

Previously on Power I want you to give this to Tommy Egan.
Or else what really happened to Marshal Williams is gonna become public information.
Rusty.
Let's go, St.
Patrick.
Stay away from my fucking son.
Thomas Patrick Teresi.
He gave me his fucking name.
He wanted to take you from me.
Stay the fuck away from me, Ma.
Hmm, I didn't know you had a lady.
I wouldn't call her my lady.
I can either be your lover or your lawyer, but not both.
Will you take my case? How do I trust you? Do you still love me? I'd like for you to meet Alphonse.
He's our new community liaison.
We got to make sure that he's kept whole.
But right now the orders from my superiors are to let the two of you go.
- Keep Diego.
- You want your brother gone, you do it yourself.
Diego knows you set him up.
Put the fucking gun down.
I thought I told you to stop working with Ghost.
I need you to take out Jason Micic.
If you do something for me.
Diego Jimenez.
- That gun was stolen.
- You're lying to the police.
I watched you put that gun in the safe.
The bullet that killed Raymond Jones matches the ballistics we ran on Tasha St.
Patrick's gun, and Valdes fucking buried the report.
They think you stole my gun and killed Ray Ray, and she's helping you to frame me for it.
Natasha, I don't want you to worry.
I'll figure something out.
I'm gonna ask Terry Silver to lie for me.
- Why would he do that? - Because he loves me.
More than you ever did.
Tasha seems to think she's got Silver on lock.
Let's hope for all our sake's she's right.
I know him.
I'm not so sure he's ready to lie for her.
It would be against his better judgment if he did, but when people are in love They make bad decisions.
Well, you're going to back me up, right? You're asking me to commit perjury? To lie on the stand? If I'm caught, I could lose my license and go to jail.
You're still protecting James.
Why would I put myself at risk for him? - Terry, please, you don't - You're still in love with him.
After all this time, you asking me to do this is proof of that.
- No, I don't.
- Then you have got to turn him in, Tasha.
Or I will.
Get your coat.
We're going to the police, now.
Look, James didn't kill Raymond Jones.
Tariq did.
That's why I'm asking you to lie.
To save my son.
You've been lying to me this whole time? - You said you did it.
- I was trying to protect Tariq.
I thought that if no one knew, that maybe I could figure it out, but now I know I need help, Terry.
I need your help.
The best solution is for Tariq to turn himself in.
They would never charge him with the first degree.
We could try for juvenile delinquent status Terry, no! Tariq is a good kid.
He has a bright future, and you know as well as I do, he's a young black man.
The police and the system would eat him alive.
Will you do this for me? Please? I need you.
I need you.
Please.
All right.
Thank you.
So did you know how long this been going on between them? She didn't tell me, she just said he was her lawyer.
We're not girlfriends, exactly.
Hmm.
I know it's a surprise, her and Silver.
But do you care because of the case, or do you care because of Tasha? It's not about Tasha.
It's about Tariq.
If her relationship saves Tariq, then so be it.
Doesn't change me and Tasha, and it certainly doesn't change me and you.
I'm scared.
I thought we had this handled.
I'm sorry I was wrong.
Hey, hey.
Thank you for trying to help Tariq out.
Thank you for doing this for me.
I did it for myself, to stay out of jail.
And for Tariq.
And Raina.
And yeah, for you, too.
When we started, I never thought we'd end up here.
I'm out of the game, okay? The whole life is done.
The Queens Child Project is the only hustle I got going.
The cleaner you get, the dirtier I become.
I was prosecuting criminals.
Now, I am one.
I feel so wrong, Jamie.
Hey, but it's for the right reason, you know? We've come this far.
We've got to see it through, Angie.
They're gonna come for me.
For everything I've done.
Come here.
I got you.
I got you.
I should stay away from you.
We should all stay away from each other.
Or we should stick together.
We stick together, nothing will go wrong, okay? You proved yourself, standing with Tariq.
I'm just asking.
I need to prove myself to you.
I missed you.
If we can prove James St.
Patrick killed Officer Raymond Jones, we can expand the RICO.
Blanca is having the Manhattan district attorney move forward with a grand jury hearing.
She's having Terry Silver subpoenaed as a witness to corroborate Tasha St.
Patrick's gun in the closet story.
It's pretty convenient that she reported her gun missing after both her daughter and Officer Jones were murdered.
Okay, yes, it's possible she reported it missing to cover their tracks after getting rid of the murder weapon, but we still have no proof they did anything.
Yeah, and we still need hard evidence to prove that James St.
Patrick is the shot caller of a criminal drug enterprise.
No wonder they call him Ghost.
I want Angela's head on a wall.
Oh, God, I am picturing Angela's face when she finds out she's being indicted.
That just gets me fucking excited to prosecute this RICO.
Okay, hold up, snowflake, you're including Angela in on this RICO? You actually think that she's part of St.
Patrick's criminal organization? Are you kidding me? She's the connective tissue in all of this.
St.
Patrick owns her.
That's how he keeps getting away with all this shit.
We'd get to charge everyone together, and she'd be sitting at the defense table with him.
And after talking to Blanca, we have evidence that Angela used Darryl's login to delete evidence out of Tasha St.
Patrick's case file.
Donovan, keep an eye on Angela.
We already have her for obstruction of justice, but we need to see just how deep her involvement goes.
Mak and Saxe, I want you to put the squeeze on Teresi.
Since becoming a free man, he hasn't given us anything on St.
Patrick and Egan.
Will do.
Fuck.
You motherfuckers show up in my neighborhood, you're gonna get me killed.
Get in here, get in here.
Hey, Mrs.
Teresi, how you feeling? Go fuck yourself.
What? Did Thomas Egan ever mention a woman named Angela Valdes to you? - No, who is that? - His business partner's ex-girlfriend.
A federal prosecutor.
He never mentioned no lawyer broad.
- So why? - We think she's helping St.
Patrick cover up a murder.
Get Egan to talk about it if you can.
- Implicate both of them.
- A murder, right? - That ain't much to go on.
- You're smart.
You'll figure it out.
Mrs.
Teresi.
I know you got out because of me.
But do you really want to snitch on the only family you're gonna have left when I'm gone? - You're my family.
- Oh, come on.
I'm not a fucking idiot.
Tommy's your son.
Am I right? Am I right? Yeah.
I knew about the affair for a long time, but I only recently discovered there was a child.
Connie, listen.
I am so, so sorry.
I am.
I didn't like lying to you, but I didn't know how to tell you, either.
Can you forgive me? If you can't, it's gonna kill me.
Yeah.
I forgive you.
Actually, I'm glad he's around.
He'll be able to take care of you when I'm gone.
That is, unless you put him in jail.
If you put him in jail, you're gonna be all alone.
- Jerry, thanks for coming in.
- Hey.
- Have a seat.
- I'm actually on my way out for an arrest warrant.
I don't have long.
Okay, I'll make this quick.
Did you ever hear from Blanca Rodriguez again? I can't say.
What do you mean you can't say? When Mike was trying to frame you for being the mole, I had your back.
You need to watch your six, Valdes.
You have no friends in this office.
What about you, Jerry? Are you my friend? I'm gonna be your best friend right now.
Stay away from James St.
Patrick.
When it comes to him, your judgment is beyond impaired.
- Christ, it's non-existent.
- What does my cop case have to do with James St.
Patrick? You tell me, Angela.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Okay, great.
Just know this, Valdes.
Whatever happens, I'm not going to take the fall for you.
And as of now I don't owe you a goddamn thing.
Hey, I wanted to follow up on the deal we made.
You sitting down with Jason, and me sitting down with Diego.
- Yeah, I'm still cool.
- Good.
I'm about to walk into a meet with Jason now.
I'll hit you up on the details later, all right? All right, bet, I'm getting stuff on lock with Diego, man.
But, um, this shit stays between us, right? Yeah, always between us.
All right, later.
Better have good news for me, Tommy.
Don't fuck up my morning Turska coffee.
I got some great news for you.
$2 million clean cash that I owe you.
It's about fucking time.
And what's the status on Jimenez? Still above ground.
They was arrested by the feds, but by some sort of fucking miracle, they got cut loose.
Now we gonna get the job done, but we got to be careful with the Feds having eyes on them.
Fuck! If the Feds cut him loose, then Jimenez must have given them something in exchange.
They could be snitching on my organization as we speak.
And you're the missing link between their organization and mine.
Your timeline to kill Jimenez just got pushed up.
I want those ports like you fucking promised before the Feds snatch them out of my reach.
For real, we can get you those ports.
I wasn't talking to you, old friend.
It's a good thing you got me my money, Tommy.
Or you'd all be dead right now.
Fucking Ma.
Tommy, Tommy.
Why wouldn't you tell us Jimenez got arrested, man? Get over it, Ghost.
Like you never kept shit from me before? Jason my boss.
This my organization.
I'ma do shit the way I'ma do shit.
I got somewhere I got to be.
Yo, K.
I'm so fucking tired of Jason breathing down our fucking neck, K.
Look, man, I need your help with something.
But it's got to fucking stay between us.
I'm about to get a location on Diego.
It's the opportunity to take his ass out, K.
The problem is, you know, he knows who I am.
He'll recognize me.
So you want me to cap his ass.
Well, yeah, I mean, you know, he'll never see you coming.
Bet.
That Spanish nigga dead as fuck.
Thanks, K.
Whoa, Joseph Proctor.
Oh, you, uh you applying for the paralegal job? Well, if it isn't Tweedle Dumb Fuck.
- Where's your keeper? - Well, Mak stepped out, but you can just leave your resume with me.
I'm done with this bullshit, okay? I just wanted you to know, I'm filing those harassment charges so I can get my license back.
Well, you know, I could, uh, reinstate your license with two phone calls, right? So do it.
Not without getting something from you first.
I'm not gonna tell you anything about my clients.
I already told you that, so I want to know about someone you don't represent.
Why don't you, uh Why don't you close the door? Why do I feel like I'm alone with a priest? You know anything about Angela Valdes covering up a murder? Whoa.
What the fuck are you talking about? So is that a no? I haven't heard a word.
Would you protect her if you had? No.
Come back to me with some information, I'll make the calls.
Make the calls, and then I'll come back to you with some information.
Hey, sweetheart, could you get me Alex Navarro at the state bar committee? Hey.
I got Terry on lock.
He'll do it.
Dipping out on me when I was on trial.
- That's some low shit, Tasha - Excuse me? Are you fucking kidding me? I know you're not trying to come at me about adultery.
And just so you know, it didn't happen until after he got you off.
- And then he got you off.
- Fuck you, Ghost.
You know, I could have had a good life.
I threw it away the night I held that gun for you.
Thing about Terry is, I'll never have to hold or hide a gun for him.
But you're asking him to do that for you.
Come on, Tasha, you know that nigga ain't built for that.
You really sure that he's ready to go down for you? Yes, he is.
And you scared Angela last night.
I mean it, Tasha.
We can't have her run off and go try to save herself, okay? Shit is way too far for that.
I'm sure you handled her, though.
- It ain't about you, Tasha.
- Hmm.
And this is not about me.
This is about us and Tariq.
You save my boy, do whatever the fuck you want to do.
Good.
Because I'm sure you certainly will.
- Mrs.
St.
Patrick - Yeah, yeah.
How's the family holding up, James? - Complicated, as you can see, Tate.
- Hmm.
So you're officially announcing that you're running for governor.
When were you going to tell me that, huh? That's why I wanted to come by and talk.
How did you know I was, uh, announcing? Why would you hide it? That's the more important question.
You know, I do appreciate your donations to the campaign.
Very generous and kind of you.
But you see, your temperamental behavior is a serious liability to the Queens Child Project.
And James, I'm letting you go.
Rashad, you You keep doing this, don't you? Look man, I'm trying to turn a corner, but I'm really starting to fucking lose my patience.
I'll be giving your money back, every dime, once I officially announce my candidacy.
Good luck to you, James.
Here you are, sir.
When you cut the Jimenez loose, you made me look like an asshole.
- You owe me one.
- Fair enough.
- What can I do? - I need a new job.
You have any openings in your department? You don't even know what my department does.
Let me try this on for size.
The Jimenez are stable and secure.
They own a sizable section of the border between the U.
S.
and Mexico, and until the government can control the area, you want the Jimenez to stay in place.
You do that.
It's DEA, CIA, FBI, Interpol, all mixed together without an official name.
Super-effective, and totally invisible.
Wow, I'm impressed.
I'm overqualified and highly motivated.
Mmm, I can see that.
What if I knew of something, but it's in D.
C.
? I don't know.
My family is here.
Give you the fresh start you need.
I can show you around.
Help you put everything behind you.
I'm sorry, I got to go.
So do you want to talk about it further over drinks tonight? I'll call you, okay? Thanks for lunch.
Hey, Angie.
These organic chips are delicious.
- I need to fucking move.
- It won't matter.
Hey, why did the Jimenez get cut loose? I don't know.
If it were up to me, they'd still be in custody.
Well, they need to get got, sooner rather than later.
Tommy, why do you want to take out your own connect? What, you already got another connect lined up or something? You are asking too many questions.
You're a fucking liar.
You're not the distro.
That's why you just asked me if the Jimenez was snitching on another organization.
You're working for their competitor.
Who the fuck is it? I told you before, Angie.
I ain't that guy.
Oof, I got to go.
Stop breaking into my apartment.
- So where are we headed? - My connect at the MCC sold all your shit.
He's got some cash for you.
Hey, how are we gonna clean it now that Ghost hasn't got your back? Beats the fuck out of me.
Ghost was always the mastermind behind that shit.
Well, how did you used to do it? We bought a business.
You know, Wash 'n Folds.
Dirty laundry wasn't the only thing being cleaned there.
All right, pull over here.
It's the house on the right.
- Teresi.
- Hey.
I still can't believe they let you out.
This guy's a real menace to society.
- Romano, how you doing? - Good.
- You know Sammy? - Nice to meet you.
That's Tommy.
That's his weight you were moving.
Didn't I put you through the system in the MCC? - Great fucking memories.
- Yeah, well, your shit's selling like hotcakes on the inside.
Good, plenty more where that came from.
Come on in.
Here we go, here's your cash.
Something doesn't feel right.
No, no, it's all there, Teresi.
You don't mind if I take a look, do you? We'll just see here, let's see.
Oh, all right, so far, so good.
Mr.
Romano, let me state for all here, sometimes, you got to Aw, shit.
I was trying to avoid a confrontation with you.
Look, I was just short this week.
I didn't want to disappoint you, okay? This is the oldest fucking trick in the book, you motherfucker.
Hey, I was gonna give you double next week.
Hey, you really should have thought this through before you disrespected us.
Come on, man, I'm sorry.
I swear, it's not going to happen again.
It's not gonna happen again.
Tommy, put him in twilight.
No, no, no, no Get him in the chair.
Tommy, tie him up.
Are you serious, you fucking piece of shit? What the fuck were you thinking? I wasn't gonna count it? I would never find out about this? - Major League.
- Or something Come on, hey, right there.
I could be a Civil War surgeon.
We'll take an inch off.
I never paid attention in shop class.
- Boys.
- Oh, that's it, that's the one.
- What do you think? - There you go, buddy.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no Hey, you know the first rule of power tools? Eye protection.
You ready? Say "ah.
" Oh, yeah? A shredder tonight.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.
Are you sure you've got another connect on the inside? Well, after 25 years, of course I do.
No, no! Yeah, fuck you.
The night you were born, I remember holding you, and thinking, "This little guy's going to grow up to be a fine man.
" But because of my mistakes, son, you had to grow up a lot faster that I hoped you would.
Listen, 'Riq, I'm so sorry, for everything.
- What's up? - Yo.
I'm ready to talk the long game.
I knew you'd come to your senses, my nigga.
That shit you pulled back there was twisted as fuck.
Oh, come on.
- Ah, shit.
- That must run in the family.
Really, well, what's the worst shit you ever pulled? Me and Ghost, one time, we used a nail gun on this guy, and shot him in the head.
- Oh, fuck.
- This other time, I bubble wrapped this dipshit.
You know, I tossed him off a building to see if it would pad his fall.
He lived.
And then I shot him in the head.
- So what, that's it? - Oh, no, I ain't done.
I set a guy on fire, I drove over this Dominican guy twice.
- Uh-huh.
- Yeah, that was some funny shit.
Yeah, I still can't believe he didn't die.
Don't forget that fat dude we hit for you in the MCC.
- Yeah.
- You must have some friends in high places to find out where he was, because, because that shit is usually top secret.
Yeah, our lawyer is well-connected.
Yeah.
Huh.
So you did all this stuff, and you never got caught? Mmm-hmm.
I'm proud of you, kid.
You know what? You should come over for dinner.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
And then just, you know, tell these capers to me and Connie, 'cause I think it would lift her spirits to have a good laugh, I do.
Connie, she is one hell of a cook.
Not you, Sammy.
You can sit this one out.
Tonight is just a family dinner.
Thanks, Dad.
Hey, uh, pull over here.
I got to get a pack of smokes.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Welcome to Queens.
This weather's crazy.
- Coming? - I got to take this.
- Yeah, Ma, what you want? - Hey, Tommy.
Can you come over tonight so we can talk? And would you bring me a little something to perk me up, too? No, I'm not coming over tonight, Ma, or ever.
I got other plans.
What plans? You want anything from inside, Tom Is that Tony? You're with the piece of shit? Bye, Ma.
Oh, my God.
I missed your cooking.
Mmm.
Those meatballs are the shit, Connie.
Thank you for having me.
Well, it's nice to be cooking for somebody again.
Hey, Con.
Tommy needs a legit business to clean his money.
Now, you always have good ideas about this kind of thing.
What do you think, hmm? Why don't you start a private ambulance business? Nobody's gonna question an ambulance tearing down the street at 2:00 a.
m.
Cops aren't gonna question it.
It'd be a perfect way to move drugs and money.
I fucking love that idea.
Jesus, there you go.
You got a girlfriend, Tommy? - No.
- You got to have somebody.
A good woman who's got your back, you know? Someone who will do anything for you.
Hmm? Yeah, I had somebody like that.
- Yeah? - Yeah, but she don't live in New York no more.
Yeah? That's too bad.
- You should not be alone.
- I'm not.
I mean, I'm actually seeing somebody on and off.
Oh, yeah? I'd like to meet her.
Bring her by for dinner.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
No, I don't think she'd No, come on Tommy, Tommy, I know you're in there.
Your car is parked outside.
There goes the neighborhood.
Let me in.
Would you relax, listen No, no, no, yo.
- Oh, hey, hey, hey.
- I can't believe you blew me off for him.
Ma, get the fuck out of here.
What are you doing here? How did you even find this place? Do you know how many times I drove around here, wondering if he would ever leave that bitch? - Fuck you.
- Fuck you.
- Whoa.
- Kate, Kate, get out of here.
Do you know who this is, huh? Do you know who this is? My son.
You know he's Tony's little bastard? Yeah, I know.
Of course I know.
Ma, you get the fuck out of here right now.
You heard my son, go.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You assholes deserve each other.
That's it, that's it.
- Get the door.
- I got it.
- Come on.
- Fuck the lot of you.
Get out, come on.
Oh, my God.
- Silver.
- James.
What are you doing here? I found a match to your lady's earring that she left behind in your apartment.
The funny thing is that I found a match in Tasha's jewelry box.
Look, uh Nothing happened between us until after your trial.
You think the ethics committee will care about that? I know I don't.
Tasha seems to think that you're gonna back up her story about a gun.
I told her I don't think you're the kind of man that would stand up for her.
Are you? Oh, I'll stand up for Tasha.
But I think you killed Raymond Jones, and that she's protecting you.
I didn't kill Raymond Jones.
She says it was Tariq.
I don't know what to believe anymore.
I'll make your moral dilemma easy for you.
You are going to corroborate Tasha's story.
Or what? James, if anything happens to me, they'll be looking at you.
My relationship with Tasha gives you motive.
Just verify her story.
And then I don't have to go to the ethics committee, and you get to have my wife all to yourself.
Sup, LaKeisha? - Hey, Tommy.
- Could I come in? Okay.
So, I had dinner with my dad and his wife.
Okay, so how'd it go? Good, good, it went good.
I told him about you.
And they want to meet you and have you over for dinner.
Okay, wait.
- You told them about me? - Yeah.
And I understand if you don't want to go.
You were right to kick me to the curb, you know, after everything that I put you through.
But Whoever ends up with you is gonna be one lucky guy.
Wait, wait.
You for real right now? Yeah, I mean, I think I am.
No, no, I mean, I know that I am.
I'm just fucking this up.
No, you're not.
You're not fucking it up.
I'm just saying if I'ma do this If I'ma do this again, I got to know that you serious.
I'm serious.
Come here.
My first payment to you.
Oh, man.
There is nothing better.
You know, I don't really like you.
But this assload of cash makes you a lot more tolerable.
Well, I appreciate you for giving me this opportunity, but we also found out that it wasn't Ghost and Tommy that ratted you to the Feds.
- Who was it? - It was Arturo's bitch ass.
- Arturo? - Yeah, but he won't be, uh, diming you out anymore.
I took care of it.
It was Cristobal who chose him to take that Toros spot.
Diego, I'm sorry, man, Arturo wasn't my first choice.
You know, it was I should have trusted my gut instead of listening to Cristobal, you know? Well, it's a good thing he's dead.
No room for ratas in this organization.
Agreed.
Well, listen, we're making so much fucking money together, as a token of my appreciation, I want to throw you guys a little private party tonight.
I hired some freaky ass hos, and I know you like your ass a nice little audience, so you're taken care of, my brother.
Now you're talking my language.
- Yes, sir.
- But I want you to make sure that there is some BBWs for my man right here, who likes to suck them dry, and then eat some lunch with you.
All right, say no more.
All right, so, uh, the party starts at 11:00.
2-Bit will be here to let you guys in.
Will you be coming with anyone else? - Will there be more - This is the only soldier I trust.
The only man worthy enough of fucking whores by my side.
- Lucky man.
- Yeah.
- All right.
- All right.
- 11:00.
- Yes, sir.
- You're still here.
- Yeah, I'm still here.
Where the fuck else would I be? I made you breakfast.
It's just cereal, but it's the thought that counts, right? Thank you.
So what does all this mean? - You know, you and me? - It means I'm down for you.
Just like you're down for me.
Well, I'm only gonna fuck with you if you let me do the cooking.
- Deal.
- Deal.
All right, so yeah, we good for 11:00 tonight.
Diego thinks he's fucking some hos as a gift from me.
So get there early and wait inside so you can drop him.
- Where? - My gambling spot here on Dunkirk.
He got one soldier with him, so I'll leave the key to the back door for you.
Got it.
Jason's at the LeBlanc Hotel, Suite 225.
He'll have three guards with him.
All right, I'll figure it out.
Don't worry about that.
Good.
So this little party you're throwing for Diego is a fucking ambush? Yeah, and after you let Diego in, you and Spanky going to wait outside for Ghost.
After he smokes Diego, y'all kill Ghost.
- Get rid of all the bodies.
- After he smoke Diego? Why don't you kill Ghost yourself? How the hell am I gonna be in two places at the same time, man? Tonight, I'm hitting Tommy's Serbian plug so we can take over they territory.
With Diego dead, there's no connect.
- Alicia is gonna run shit.
- Shit sound too risky.
What if she turn on you for killing her brother? She won't, and after Diego's dead, you could be my number two.
That's what you wanted, right? You know I'm gonna say yes.
All right then, so do that shit, Francis.
How you dealing with Raina and everything? Honestly, every single day is hard.
But, I'm just, you know I'm trying to concentrate on the good things.
Speaking of, my whole life is about to change.
Speaking of happy endings, Tommy and I were together last night.
And, and, he was still there this morning.
- Are you serious? - Yep.
Weren't you the one that said that you weren't going to let him back in? Uh-huh.
What happened, what changed? He wants me to meet his dad, his stepmom.
- Go over there for dinner.
- Wait, what? I thought Tommy's dad was dead.
Well, who is he? Where has he been all these years? - I ain't never heard of him.
- I don't know about all that, T.
I'm just so happy that Tommy and I are back together.
Wait, wait, okay, just Let's go back to Tommy's father.
- Where did he say he met him? - T.
We wasn't talking about his father.
Hello, we was doing other things.
Mmm-hmm, I know, nasty.
You crazy.
Oh, it's Terry.
Asking me to come over later.
- Better go get you some, girl.
- Oh, you know I will.
- What's up? - Yo, why this nigga Dre cut a deal with Ghost to kill Diego at the gambling spot tonight? After Ghost get the job done, Dre want me and Spanky to body Ghost.
Sounds sus, right? Your boy Dre is a real snake, man.
Slithered his way up under Tommy and stole his whole organization.
Damn, I ain't know that shit.
I thought we all walked on our own.
Look, Dre is so slick, he got everybody thinking what he want them to think.
We gonna play his game.
Show up at the gambling spot tonight.
But Ghost ain't going to kill Diego.
I am.
Just need to make sure Spanky's on board so he don't go running his fucking mouth.
Spanky ain't the problem.
Dre thinks that Alicia will still work with us after Diego get his ass smoked.
I ain't too sure about that shit.
Well, you know I'm fucking with Tommy, and he got a Serbian connect.
So you could just eat with us.
All right.
Wait, Serbian? We both about to lose our connects.
Dre is clipping that Serbian tonight at the LeBlanc Hotel.
What the fuck he want to do that for? No, Dre ain't clipping nobody.
Jason got to stay alive, because I'm gonna take over Tommy's spot in his organization.
- James.
- What's up, Alphonse? It's been a minute since I've seen you.
Well, that just means that Tate's holding up his end of our deal, right? We're doing our part.
Want to make sure you're doing yours.
So is the Queens Child Project location on lock? As long as that paper keeps coming in, we all good.
Me and Tate been 100 for years.
Well, whatever Tate's paying you, I'll double that.
Oh, yeah? You gonna skim even more? Skim? Shit, you ain't know? I've been making a grip of cash, 'cause Councilman Tate's been taking Queens Child Project's funds off the top to keep me paid.
Well, I got my license back.
- I'm a lawyer again.
- That's great news, Proctor.
I killed a guy yesterday morning.
Please don't fucking tell me shit like that.
Well, now that you can't tell nobody, I just like seeing that look on your face.
Yeah.
And reminding you who you're dealing with.
That is not something I'm likely to forget.
- Tommy.
- Mmm? You know anything about Angela trying to cover up a murder? Murder? Angela Valdes? Shit, I need some dirt on her, and you know I can't ask James.
Hell no, you can't.
Let me ask you something.
How did you know that Fed Sandoval was in the MCC? - Silver told me.
- Well, how did he know? - Fuck.
- What? Angela told him.
He called me, and we had him killed.
You think Angela set us up to do it? There's no way to know without asking her, but if this is the murder she's trying to cover up, and if someone's on to her, we're all implicated.
But now that you're a lawyer again, you can handle it? I can try.
Stop killing people.
No.
There was a murder at the MCC.
Look, do I get total immunity? - Were you involved? - Do I get fucking immunity or not? You got it.
Who died at the MCC? There's a dead prison guard.
His name? Marshal Clyde Williams.
St.
Patrick crushed his skull.
And then he strangled this other inmate to make it look like a prison fight.
You know, a murder-suicide or something.
Did you see it go down? You could say that, yeah.
Will you testify? If it comes to that.
You know, my dad tried to send me some lame-ass fucking voice messages, trying to apologize for his lies and shit.
Too late with that shit.
But let him think it's all good.
You know, the easiest way to sneak up on your enemies is to make them think that they already won.
Sneak attack.
Hmm.
I get it.
Got to be one move ahead.
No, son, you got to be three moves ahead.
You got a gangster born in you.
You start moving weight up here, you're gonna be balling the fuck out, and you gonna get out from under Ghost.
Checkmate.
Damn.
I'm ready.
I'm ready to become my own man.
Ready to be a hustler.
Just like you.
- Hey, Angie.
- The fuck, Tommy? You said stop breaking into your apartment, right? Damn it.
How many people knew where Mike Sandoval was being held? They was trying to keep him alive, but I think you wanted him dead.
And that's why you told Silver where he was.
- What's your point? - Angela.
You're in no position to tell me what to do.
I open my mouth about this to anybody, you going down.
And I could be going down anyways.
Someone in my office is trying to put me in jail.
Over Sandoval? No.
I need to eliminate the problem.
What you mean by "eliminate"? What you asking me to do? You got the devil inside.
I thought you were one of the good guys.
I was.
So what's the target's name? His name is John.
Well, that limits it down.
What's his last name? There's one other thing I want to try first, okay? If I can clear my name, and arrest the Jimenez, though, Tommy What happens to them afterward, it's out of my hands.
I hear you loud and clear.
Good luck with your problem.
And if you change your mind, I'm right here.
Yeah.
Prison fucked me up.
Being inside, you lose everybody you ever cared about.
People say they going to come visit you, they gonna write you, but they don't.
I mean, if you was to ever get popped again, I would come visit.
Thanks.
But I ain't ever going back.
I got to bounce, little man.
I'll give you a ride over to your spot.
Angela, you wanted to see me, and I was just about to head home.
Have a seat, John.
You're gonna want to hear this.
You know, unless you got that Jimenez case back from that DEA asshole, I'm not sure you have much I want to hear.
That department inside the DEA, where Steve Tampio works? They need a lead council.
- And you're going? - You're going, if you want it.
With my recommendation.
Real power, real influence.
You saw what they did to us here.
Think about what that would mean for you.
You know, it's no secret we don't dance, Angela.
Why would you be willing to do this for me? I need a friend in this office.
And so do you, if you want this D.
C.
job.
What do you want to know? "I'm sorry, Tasha.
" All right, James, what's up? You said you have something for me.
Well, Councilman, I've been doing a lot of thinking about the Queens Child Project, and specifically, your future.
I wanted you to hear something.
Oh, shit, you ain't know? I've been making a grip of cash 'cause Councilman Tate's been taking Queens Child Project's funds off the top to keep me paid.
Listen to me.
I am the Queens Child Project, motherfucker.
I'm not going anywhere.
So you go win that governor's seat, and you make sure that you make the Queens Child Project your top priority, or I'll make you mine.
I'll be in touch after my announcement.
Mmm-hmm, I know you will.
Look at the size of this gun.
You see? Got some fine-ass hos inside waiting for you.
Dre will be here in a minute.
Beautiful, andale.
All right, let's do this.
One drink.
We're gonna have a good time, amigo.
- I like them neat and tall.
- Do you want some champagne? Si.
Yo, the plan changed tonight, and I gots to know you ain't going to run your mouth.
Trust me, nigga, what's up? Thank you, boss.
Ghost ain't the one clipping Diego.
Kanan is.
This way to pussy.
Vamos, Dre said these girls were kinky.
So we killing Kanan? I ain't come prepared for that shit.
No, we just gonna tell Dre that Ghost didn't show up.
And we didn't kill Kanan 'cause that ain't what Dre told us to do.
- Oh.
- Remember what happened last time we didn't follow Dre's orders? He ain't like that shit at all.
Dre's been making too many moves, and making lots of enemies.
Mmm-hmm.
We gonna be working for Kanan and the Serbs real soon.
Mmm-hmm, I'm down.
Wherever you go, I go.
Where are Ghost and Tommy? They on a need to know basis.
I took care of business.
The Jimenez found out you wanted them dead, and I had your back.
Niggas Ghost and Tommy was stalling and shit.
They ain't down for you, but I did what you told us to do.
That is a big move, doing it on your own.
What do you want? Tommy's position in your organization.
You gonna take Tommy out? Tommy and Ghost can take each other out.
You pull that off, and we can talk about you taking over the spot, but you got to earn it.
And I need to know I can trust you.
I'll save your life again.
We need to bounce now.
A hitter from the Jimenez is on his way over.
Fuck that, we should stay here and kill him.
We can't.
He's our only link to Diego's sister.
You don't get your ports until her bitch ass is dead.
Smart.
Modesto, Chuy.
Come on.
Let's go.
This is nice, Jamie.
The first of many dinners together.
I could get used to this.
Who is that? I don't know, I got it.
We need to talk.
- What did you do to Terry? - Just gave him some incentive.
- What kind of incentive? - To help us out, that's all.
Yeah, well that shit backfired.
He's fucking gone.
He left town, moved out all his furniture.
I found a subpoena on his counter.
Called the office and they say he's on a leave of absence.
- We're fucked.
- Silver bailing makes it look like he knew incriminating information.
We all look bad, and we're gonna go down unless we can come up with another plan.
I know, and I have to protect 'Riq no matter what.
There's only one way out of this.
The murder weapon? You told me it was gone.
Insurance.
In case we got here.
- I'm gonna turn myself in.
- The hell you will.
Tasha, if anybody's going down for my family, it's me.