All language subtitles for Power (2014) 2x04 - You’re the Only Person I Can Trust (English)

Previously on Power...

- I have to go to Miami.
- Alone?

This is just business.
I'm not taking Angela.

You get this place running a 20%
profit, I'll give you a number.

You're telling me you'll sell your stake
back to me, no bullshit?

I guess Boy Wonder's not
wrapped around your finger

as tight as you thought.
Damn, he's fine.

Tommy moved Holly
into his place,

and what's worse
is this fool

told this girl
about our business.

I need you to talk
QDubs off the fence.

You want me to be your wingman,
I'll go with you. I don't care.

Yo, fuck you,
you bitch-ass nigga.

This blue Mustang
was photographed

the same day we recorded
the distributor.

Tommy Egan may actually
be our Ghost after all.

I'm an Assistant
United States Attorney.

You're asking me
to testify against Tommy?

It might be the only way
to save your dream.

The girl who shot up
the club is hiding in Little Havana.

All you gotta do
is follow Ghost to Baby Girl,

shut her mouth
before he does.

Who hired you, Rolla?

You dumb motherfucker.

No.

www.SUBTITULOS.es
-DIFUNDE LA PALABRA-

Oh, shit.

- Oh, shit.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit.

You like that?

Oh, shit.

Okay, wait, be quiet.

The kid's down there.

You're the one
making all the noise.

Remember Isaiah Thomas,
one of the great guards.

Here you see the same moves...

...he plays with
in the NBA today.

Well, we've got
someone like that...

Howard Nathan,
number 34 for Peoria Manual.

Marshall got here
because of one reason...

quickness.
The reason? Arthur Agee.

Look at this man.
He just explodes, Dan.

He can get downcourt
as quick as anyone that I've ever...

What's up, boy?
You good?

You want some breakfast?

No, I want that shit
you've been holding for me.

- Still got it after all these
years? - I just might.

Let me go see.

Your mama got the best ass
in New York City.

Always did.

Look what I found.

What are you doing?

That's for being loyal.

Your shit
is better than ever.

Well, you know
that's the part between us

that always worked.

- You be careful with him.
- I got him.

Shawn, let's go.

You finally up?

The rest of the house
is already fed and out.

Come on.

You didn't
miss much here.

Tariq's got this big
history project coming up,

Raina's mad at Harper.

- Harper? Who's Harper?
- Her ex-best friend. For today.

So...

that bitch
who shot at you?

She's dead.

Same old Ghost.

I love it when you
take care of shit.

I didn't kill her, Tasha.

Someone got to her
before I did.

Who?

I didn't see the guy.

He was outta there so fast,
it was like he knew I was coming.

And the guy
that contracted her is dead, too,

killed maybe a day
before Julio found her.

That can't be
a coincidence.

I don't think so either.

Someone wants to make sure
that I really can't find out

who's behind the hits
on the drug business.

The hit on me...

Rolla didn't hire her.

- How do you know?
- 'Cause she told me, Tash.

Right before.

No reason
for her to lie.

Who told you
Rolla hired her?

Kanan.

But who knows? He could've gotten bad
information on the inside.

I don't know
anything for sure.

But you'll figure it out.

I know you will.

We'll figure it out
together.

Hello?

The guy who took up
with the RSKs

after Rolla
was killed, QDubs...

he's dead, too.

I'm at the crime scene now.

I didn't get an alert.

You're not on the task force
anymore, remember?

- I'm your alert.
- Is NYPD cooperating?

- What are you hearing?
- I'm not hearing, I'm seeing.

Got a shitload of blood
and bullet casings and footprints.

Doesn't look like
a planned crime.

It looks like
a fuckin' mess.

That doesn't sound
like one of Ghost's hits.

The local says the kid
had a big mouth.

If Ghost took out Rolla,

maybe he wasn't happy
with his replacement.

Ghost could be
making moves,

wants to send a message,

install someone in that area
who's easier to control.

Now that we've
linked Tommy Egan to Ruiz's hideout,

if we can pin Tommy Egan
to this crime scene,

maybe we can prove
that he's Ghost.

I need to come
to that scene.

- You know you can't do that.
- Fine.

Can you get me surveillance
from the day of the murder?

The whole area
surrounding the crime scene?

Okay, slow down.

You're my alert,
remember?

You called me.

You know I'm
onto something, Greg.

See you later.

Son of a bitch.

Morning.

Ghost is in the shower,
but there's hot coffee while you wait.

Nothing happened
between me and your girl.

You and Keisha are single.

If y'all wanna do it,
be my guest.

I don't want to keep
playing these games.

I like you.
You like me, too.

And what if I do?
What difference does it make?

It makes
a big difference to me.

That's sweet,
but Ghost and I are good.

You and I are just...
what we are.

All we'll ever be.

Don't get too comfortable, Shawn.
We gotta get to the club.

Get at you later,
T, all right?

- Take that, Uncle G?
- Thanks.

Just got our bank statements
for the month.

We should talk.

We going broke?

Not quite.

Later, T.

I know you said
you'd call me,

but I just couldn't wait,

so here I am with coffee.

That's almost like
waking up with you.

Yeah, except
with more clothes on, unfortunately.

Sorry.

You'd tell me, right?

If something was going
down at work.

Like what?

I don't know,
that Tommy shit.

You know, Jamie,

I wish I hadn't
brought it up at all.

He's your friend and I
shouldn't put you in that position.

It's just...
I don't want you thinking

every time my phone rings
or I'm rushing or running late...

I wanted to save your dream,
not mess with your head.

Please, girl.
My head is fine.

I just think
you're wasting your time.

So you won't
testify against him,

if that's
what it comes to.

Nothing to testify to.

Maybe.
I hope you're right.

We just need to be us.

We're fine.
That's all that matters.

As long as we're honest
with each other from now on,

no matter what, right?

Right.

Go ahead,
do your thing.

- Thanks, bye.
- Bye.

Yeah, hey,
what's up?

You walk outta here, I will break
every single piece of vinyl you have.

Doobie Brothers
will be in a million fucking pieces.

Ghost just got back
from Miami.

- I gotta go meet him.
- Well, then, let me come.

You can't come to a meeting
with me and G.

First of all,
he won't want you there.

Second of all, you're not well enough
to go anywhere.

I was doing fine enough
to blow you last night.

You didn't get shot
in the mouth.

Oh, I hate you.

I'm going crazy
sitting here

all damn day and night
by myself.

What else
you want to do?

I want to get
some fresh air.

I want to see
other people.

I want my job back.
I want money.

Baby, I will get you
anything you need.

I told you, I'm not good
at being taken care of.

Yeah, well,
you don't have a choice.

Now go get some rest.
Especially your mouth.

You never know when
it's gonna be called back into action.

All contracts signed.
Everybody's on board.

Stern will be pleased
to hear you got it done.

Will he?
Let me ask you something.

How much
did the club make while I was gone?

A lot. Almost enough
to get us back in the black.

Fucking miracle
after that shooting.

Give me a fucking break.
It's not a fucking miracle, it's me.

You know that
and Stern knows that.

We are very encouraged.

Yes, in fact, so much so
that we've got something else for ya.

You say
"we" and "us" a lot.

We've got a party coming up
for Vibe magazine.

Do you know it?

It's a dud of an event.
No real VIP attached.

And we've only got a small budget, so
our expectations aren't huge.

So Stern gives me the black party with no
real budget to make it fly.

Cute. I'm curious why wouldn't he giv
that to Todd over at Syrup.

We think you'll
be successful with it. That's all.

We really hope
that you are.

It would mean a lot
for the brand

and for you.

I was good to you
when you worked for me, Kantos.

- Wasn't I?
- You were.

I gotta get to the bank.

Hey.
Did you go to court?

Is that surveillance
for QDubs?

Time of death's
around 9:00 PM.

You have security footage
from a bodega, bank,

and two different mechanics
starting that morning.

Don't get caught
with this.

I won't.

Thanks, Greg.

Jonathan, it's James St. Patrick.
We met at the game.

Look, man, I'm having a nice shindig
at the club Thursday night.

Of course the guest list
is tight,

but we'd be happy to get Jason up in
the place and Yasiel, too, man.

We'd love to have some pro athletes
of their caliber there.

No, it doesn't affect
their image one bit.

Look, Jonathan, it was
a one-time incident.

You know?
A woman got pissed.

She wasn't
on the guest list.

Security's
been tightened.

You have my word,
I can assure you.

- I understand.
- It's getting bigger, right?

Like coke rabbits
are fucking

and popping out
baby coke bunnies 'round the clock.

Tommy.

- We need to talk.
- Welcome back, bro.

Tell us what you heard
in the city of titties.

- "Us"?
- I love that city.

Best piece of pussy
I ever had

was this underage honey
from North Beach.

Ghost don't want no pussy.

He's got more than
he can handle.

Now, tell us
about this trip.

The trip was fine.

You said something
went down?

- You get it done?
- Yeah, she's dead.

You tell me about QDubs.
How did that go?

Things may have gotten
a little out of hand with us and QDubs.

What's that mean?

That punk-ass bitch QDubs.

He don't know when
to keep his mouth shut.

He said there's no way
you're gonna work

with the Soldado crew
no more.

And I tried, Ghost,
I tried to convince them

that it ain't
about who likes who,

but about who wants
to make money.

And?

QDubs and his...

thugged-out bodyguards
are dead.

Shot.

Don't say "shot"
like it just happened,

like the gun came out of fuckin'
nowhere and just went off.

What the fuck
were you thinking?

I was thinking
about you, G.

Them motherfuckers was all over
your ass about this Rolla hit.

I shot that nigga
for you, man.

I'm proud of it.

Now my crew can
take over that territory,

single-handedly solve this little
powder problem you have.

You see that, G?
I wasn't worried.

Kanan's all over that shit.

We still got to stop by Tommy's
and check in.

Boss, the Wash 'N' Fold
ain't big enough.

We're running
out of room here.

- I don't want to hear no excuses.
- It's a fact.

- Look around you.
- We gotta clean more faster.

What about the nightclub? When can we
start pushing bills through there again?

I'll take care of it.

Hey, babe.

Tasha, there's less than
30K in the safe.

What do you mean, "huh"?

The safe,
it's damn near empty.

Well, you know
I've had to use cash

for whatever I can.

That's what I was
looking at this morning.

The legit accounts
are low.

And you know Tariq's
got all these fees for basketball

and Raina's
growing like a weed.

She needs new clothes,
new shoes every other week.

I gotta pay the rent
with a real check

and the kids' tuition,
and I've been saving for that.

And we got your
first payroll check

from your job with Stern.

It'll keep the lights on,
literally,

and that's about it.

So now I got two problems.

Can't clean the drug money
like I did when I owned Truth.

I need to make Truth more profitable
so I can buy it back from Stern.

Well, what's
the second problem?

There's a party at the club
in a couple of days

that could make the club
profitable if it works,

but Kantos' stiff ass
won't give me the budget that I need

to make the party
what it needs to be.

- And we don't have the money to
bridge the gap. - Not legit.

We got a warehouse
full of cash, can't touch it.

Can't use it
for the club.

Tommy would kill you.

If Lobos
doesn't do it first.

Well, you just
give me a minute

and then maybe I can...

make you...
feel... better.

NO MESSAGES

What, you left your sippy cup when you
skedaddled outta here the other night?

I made a mistake.

A woman like you
don't come around often.

Let me make up for it?

Thanks.

- What changed?
- What you mean?

I mean, I really want to be flattered,
but I ain't stupid.

What changed with you and Tasha
in the last five minutes

that got you knocking
in my direction?

It's not about Tasha.
I'm here for you.

How do I know you're
telling me the truth?

Okay.

Wait.

If you really
are here for me,

then you gotta
slow down.

Hey, Tommy!

- Who's there?
- It's Julio.

Tommy here?

Sorry.

With the shooting and all,
he's got me freaked the fuck out.

Well, if Tommy's not here,
I'll just come back.

No, come on in.

I said you can come in.
You want something to drink?

Yeah, I don't think Tommy would be
wanting me to come in here.

Well, he's not here.

And I got some beer
in the fridge.

This the motherfucker I was telling
you about right here... Tommy.

The human torch.

I heard you blazed a motherfucker alive
not too long ago, bro.

Asshole was trying
to steal my money.

All right, so, look,
this how we gonna roll.

Dre gonna run the point.
Y'all will answer to Dre.

Dre, you answer
to me and Tommy.

And Ghost.

Yo, man, these ribs
are off the chain.

Y'all know how to do
this shit over here.

This nigga.

Motherfucker gonna want some red Kool-Aid
and watermelon next, huh?

You hear
this motherfucker?

Look, man,
just flash the bat sign

when you're ready to take
that RSK territory.

Tear that shit
all the way up.

Yeah, I'll let you know.

Gotcha, Ghost.

I need you to get
some hot girls.

Give them each a grip,
I'll get 'em in the club.

We'll make the money
out on the other end,

come out
clean as a whistle.

Hot girls
spending money in the club

makes the club even hotter.

People talk,
more people come through,

the club makes more money overall,
and I'll buy it back faster.

How many girls
you want me to round up?

How many can you get?

Get as many as you can.

That should do you.

Does it?

And make sure they spend
every goddamn penny.

All right.

Jonathan,
change your mind

about bringing the pros
through the Truth?

Yeah, man, it's gonna
be a hot night.

Travel fee?
Your client lives in Brooklyn.

What do you mean
a travel fee?

He ain't got
a MetroCard?

Yeah, man, I get it.

I got you.
Yep.

No money, no VIPs.
Loud and clear.

All right, you, too.

Kantos?

Double the liquor order
for tomorrow.

Yeah, I'm serious.
I know.

The budget.
You asked me to get it done.

Trust me.
Make the order.

Be on time,
you hear me?

Shawn came over
last night.

He was good.

You know what I mean.

Held it together longer than I expected
for a college kid.

I just wanted you
to hear it from me.

It's none of my business.
I don't care what y'all do.

You really gonna sit there
and lie to my face?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You yank his leash
whenever you want to

and he's so
in love with you,

he can't bring himself
to yell the safe word.

You know what?

Fuck you, Keisha.

This is just like
every other nigga

we used to talk to
back in the day.

You just want him
for yourself.

It ain't even like that.

You gotta let Shawn go.

I am trying
to let him go.

I told him it was over.

Ghost and I
are better now.

Oh, so now
you trust Ghost?

Just like that?

He says he's sorry
and it's all over?

He's the father
of my kids, Keisha.

Look, I'm fine
with you putting your eggs

in whatever fine
black basket you want.

Shawn's a good kid.

He's not gonna survive another ride
on your merry-go-round.

And if you're gonna stick it out with
Ghost, then that's great.

But you better be 100% sure that you're
choosing the right man.

_

Yes, hi.

My husband and I stayed with you
a few nights ago

and I think I left
a nightgown in our room.

It's St. Patrick.

Nothing?

I'm so silly.

I'll check
my suitcase again.

Oh, thanks for asking.

I did love my massage.

Is that you, Tommy?

Yeah, who the hell else
would it be?

Hey, get your ass down here.
I got something for ya.

Better be good.

- Oh, it's good.
- No, let me rephrase.

It better cook and be
a brilliant conversationalist.

A puppy?

You bought me a puppy?

Haven't you ever
seen a movie?

Puppies fix everything.

You said you were lonely,
so I got a bitch for my bitch.

That's not funny.

She's cute, but what...

Her name's Bell.
After Bell Boulevard.

I think she's thirsty.

You have a friend over?

What? No.

Then why are there
two glasses on the counter?

Someone stopped by.

- Who?
- Julio.

And you let him
in my house?

And you got him
a fucking drink?

He came to see you
and I was bored and lonely.

And it was water
I gave him,

not a fucking
vodka tonic.

Tommy!

You think any of those RSK stragglers
still out on the block?

If they are,
they got their heads down.

They'll dip the second
they see we're offering

a better
goddamn opportunity,

just like your crew.

No, man, all my boys
are ride or die.

- Even Broc?
- That's my nigga from way back.

He talk a lot of shit
sometime,

but at the end
of the day, he down.

So you trust him?

Sure.

Yo, I fuckin' love this song, man.

Cesar, my code
isn't working.

Yeah, let...
let me look.

It says Mrs. St. Patrick
changed it this morning.

She didn't give you
the new code?

No. Can you just
let me upstairs?

Just let me
call up first.

- What?
- If you're not on the visitors' list

and you don't
have the code,

I have to call up like I would with
anyone else.

This shit is funny.

Hey.

No answer, sorry.

But she's upstairs.
Of course she is.

Look, Cesar, you need
to let me upstairs

to my apartment
where I pay rent.

She needs to give you
the new code.

That's the policy.

Look, we're not supposed to get involved
in domestic matters.

What the fuck
are you talking about?

What the fuck
did she tell you?

Ma, you're not
gonna get that?

Eat your snacks.

Ma, look, it's Dad.

Give it here.

You better not be trying
to call up this boy's phone

trying to get up here.

Tasha, what the fuck
are you doing?

I'm so glad
Mrs. St. Patrick

enjoyed her massage
at Eden Roc.

Maybe she's the reason you were too
late to hit your target.

- Did you fucking tell her? Did you
fucking tell her? - Tell her what?

- That I fuckin' took Angela to Miami.
- No, Uncle G.

I wouldn't do that.

Fuck! Fuck!

You got something.

Guess whose car passed the
bodega at 8:24 PM.

Tommy Egan's.

Can't see who's in it, but th
make, model, and plate match up.

Are you gonna
take it to Mike?

Mike won't listen to me.

He might listen to you.

No.
Angela, no, no.

Mike already gave me hell
for helping you out with Nomar.

This isn't about me.
It's about the case.

It's about flipping Tommy Egan
and putting Lobos behind bars.

Does that mean
you'll talk to him?

It seems like
it's our best lead.

That's the only reason
I'm bringing it to you.

- She's not authorized to investigate
this case. - I know.

She shouldn't be
anywhere near this case.

Do I have to send her
to white collar in fucking Nebraska?

Wouldn't stop her.

Look, she's...

she's wrong to be pursuing this.
She knows she's wrong.

But she's passionate.

What's your play?

What?
I don't understand.

You want her back
on the task force. Why?

Because she's done
some very good work here.

And if she's on the task force, you
get to see her more.

I'm not blind.
And we both know

she's the hottest piece of ass
this office has to offer.

Mike, I'm not trying
to get the girl.

I'm actually trying
to get the guy... Ghost.

My interest here
is strictly professional.

She can make a presentation
to the task force.

If her stuff is good,
I might let her back on.

But you're responsible
for her now.

If you trust her
with your career,

well, we'll see
how that plays out.

For both of you.

Yo, so I got a bunch
of fine-ass hos

lined up for tomorrow
like you asked.

Motherfucker!

Tommy, what the fuck
are you doing?

- Fuckin' trying to push up on my girl?
- Tommy! Fuck, man!

Get the fuck off.
What's wrong with you?

Motherfucker was in my house
while I was gone!

I didn't touch your girl!
She ain't even my type!

What the fuck does that mean?
Tommy!

I don't fucking need you

alienating our right fucking hand
over some bitch.

Call Holly a bitch again.
Go ahead.

Tommy, alls
I'm saying, man,

is you're about
to do Julio and do me

over some broad
you don't trust.

I trust her!
You don't.

No, you don't.

Otherwise you wouldn't be
in here trying to fuckin' crack J's skull.

Fuck that motherfucker.

Julio, wipe your nose off.
Take a walk.

Business.
Focus on business.

I can't even think
about business right now.

Yo, let's go back
to your crib,

bust off a couple rounds
of "Assassin's Creed."

Yo, man, let me
get my mind right.

We can't go
to my crib, Tommy.

Tasha kicked me out.

Fuck!

Yeah, she found out
about Angela.

How are the kids?

They don't know yet.

At least
I don't think so.

But, look, man.

You and me can't afford
to get distracted.

Not right now.

Gotta keep our heads
in the game.

Kanan got the right idea
about this shit.

No more connections
we can't just walk away from.

Kanan got the right idea
about a lot of things.

We gotta give his crew
the RSK territory, man.

He knows what he's doing.

He taught us
everything we know.

I mean...

how else are we
gonna move this shit?

If you're looking for
my panties, it's top left.

I-I'm picking up
some stuff for Uncle G.

You should've
told me, Shawn.

He's still seeing Angela.

He took her to Miami!

You knew.
You fucking knew!

- Look, I didn't tell you because...
- Because you're loyal to Ghost.

Because I didn't want
to be the one to break your heart.

You were thinking
of my feelings, huh?

Well, you might be
the only one.

I can't take
anyone else lying to me.

I can't.

I have to tell you
one other thing.

If this is
about Keisha, I know.

You do?

It was one night.

One night
doesn't mean anything.

But you told me.

And that means
I can trust you, Shawn.

Right?

LaKeisha
was a mistake.

But I know
that this isn't.

Ma, do you know
how to tie a tie?

Ma!

I'm coming!

Before he died,
Nomar worked with a sketch artist

to give us
the following visual.

Ghost,

AKA Thomas Patrick Egan.

You got positive ID
from a couple of pencil marks?

We also have his car
at Ruiz's hideout

and most recently at the murder scene of
the RSK's primera.

Any video of him entering Ruiz's
hideout or the pool hall?

So what you're saying
is we got a big steaming pile

of circumstantial
nothing.

We have his voice
from our wiretaps.

Nomar told us that Ruiz was meeting
with his distributor.

It's Tommy... Thomas.

And you know
this asshole's voice how?

I went to high school
with him.

Tommy? Of course.
Of course you did.

Judge'll love when we parade her
out as our trial witness on the ID.

An AUSA authenticating a voice match for
herself is pretty much bullshit.

I agree.

But it's more than
we've come up with in the last week.

Good work.

I've already
pulled background,

so we can jump
right on in.

It's just one big happy
family reunion, isn't it?

He has been busted
in the past

with a few of these guys.

This one,
Vladimir Yankovic,

runs drugs on the Lower East Side
and Staten Island.

Street fight, no drugs,
charges dropped.

Any ongoing narcotic
relationship there?

Not that we know of,
but we're looking.

IRS records?
Is he on the grid?

He has a lease
in the Meatpacking District

with Simon Stern,
the nightlife guy.

He has that
and a chain of Laundromats

with a James St. Patrick,
another high school buddy.

Look at that, Angela.
Getting more relevant by the minute.

If this guy's clean,
he's one unlucky bastard.

You want to be helpful?

Log on into classmates.com
and advise him to lawyer up.

Egan is a good lead, Angela.

I'm reinstating you
into the task force.

Reporting to Saxe.

Bring everything
you've got to him.

Start with
surveillance of Egan.

We'll have to talk
to St. Patrick for sure.

Is that yours?

Mm, mine's
set to ding.

You could turn it off.

Eh, I can't.
Could be one of the kids.

Do you think...

Is it getting harder
to do this?

To just be us?

We've always
had the hotels, the phone calls,

the real-life shit.

Unless there's
something more.

There is.

It's Tommy.

You said you wanted me
to be honest, right?

So, honestly, I'm gonna do all I can
to keep this away from you.

It's getting
close to me?

It will because
you're in business together.

But you're clean,
so it doesn't matter, right?

Of course.

Well, since we're
being honest, um...

you should know
Tasha and I split up.

Is that why you
wanted to come over last night?

No, I wanted to
come over last night

because I wanted
to see you.

I always want to see you.

Because I love you.

I love you, too.

Why? Why now?

She found out
I took you to Miami.

But you said
she knew about us.

She did...

but she thought
we stopped.

Why would she think that?

Because that's
what you told her.

What, were you...

reconciling with her?

No, it's nothing
like that.

'Cause why else
would you lie to her?

Why wouldn't you
just leave?

I just don't
get it, Jamie.

Why do you need her
so badly?

I don't get why you're workin'
so hard to bring Tommy down,

mess everything up
between us.

Don't turn this
around on me.

I am not trying
to mess everything up.

I am trying to put
a drug dealer in jail.

That would be yours.

GREG: HEADING TO STAKE OUT EGAN'S
COULD USE BACK-UP.

Let's start over
again tonight.

Wake up together
tomorrow.

We're gonna be okay?

Yeah, we are.

Thanks for making
my case to Mike.

Mike said
if you fuck up now, it's on me.

I'll get the heat
if you bring us down.

Greg, you can trust me.

I know what I'm doing
this time, I promise.

Look, uh...

look, Angela, I helped you
because I think

you're onto something
with Egan, all right? I do.

But if I'm being honest,
that's not the only reason.

Is it weird at all for you?

You know,
us working together?

No, not really.

Oh, okay.

Are you seeing something?

- Tell me, what are you seeing? - Most of
the people coming out of this building

are the artsy type,
you know?

There's a woman
coming out now.

What's she look like?
Thin, 20s, hot.

A little slutty,
actually.

- What color hair?
- Red.

I bet that's Tommy's girl.

He had this creepy thing
in high school for redheads.

Why is that creepy?

His mom is a redhead.

Get her picture.

You could be wrong,
you know.

She could just
be some nice girl

who has no idea
who she's dating.

There is zero chance Tommy Egan
is dating a nice girl.

Send me her picture.
I'll get to work.

It's been a while since I've been
summoned somewhere.

Unless you count
the shitter or mealtime.

Me asking if you want to talk
is different, right?

Want a drink?

The bitch in Miami...

that bitch is dead.

You know, the one
that Rolla hired.

Yeah, how'd she go down?

Easy.

Well, problem solved.

Business can get crackin'.

But you know how
this business is, K.

As soon as you
take out one threat...

...another one pops up.
Fuckin' circle of life.

Well, you did
what needed to be done.

It's the kind of shit it takes to
succeed in this business, kiddo.

You did me well.

Back in the day
and again, giving me Rolla's name.

Killin' QDubs
to save my ass.

You hit hard
and you don't flinch.

That's how I know
I can trust you.

You and your crew
run RSK's old stand.

That's the right move.

I'll take that drink
if you're still offering.

Scotch. Single malt.
Best you got.

You want me
to put it on your room?

You staying here?

You and Tasha going
through a rough patch?

Y'all so close, always
doing everything together.

Shit'll work itself out.
Always does, right?

Hi.

He has been working
on this for days.

We're so proud of him.

I'm gonna go get
your backpack

and then we can go home
and celebrate, all right?

Okay.
Thank you.

Listen, Tasha,
we need to talk.

Fuck that. I don't need
anything from you.

Listen to me.

I think Kanan
got the girl hit in Miami.

I think Kanan's been behind all the hits on
our business the whole time.

I think it's revenge.

I gotta feel him out
more to be sure,

so I'm gonna pull him in closer,
you know, so I can keep...

We're not partners
anymore, Ghost.

You made that clear.
You know what? Call Tommy.

Tommy's head's
all fucked up over his girl.

I don't know, it feels like he
drunk the Kanan Kool-Aid.

You're the only person
I can trust.

Trust?

Is that what
we have, Ghost? Trust?

You're not listening to me.
I gotta spell it out?

I think Kanan knows
we sent him to jail.

You and me, T.
He's coming after us.

It started with the hits,
but I can't see his next move.

So I gotta come home

so I can protect you
and the kids.

Wow.

You'd use Kanan to try to trick me
into letting you come home?

You think I'm stupid?

You know what?
I was for a while.

But not anymore.

You ain't never
coming home, Ghost.

You can let
that dream go.

Come here.

Don't tell me to fucking let go.

You better let me go before I
scream this whole place down

and get you kicked
out of here, too.

How's your arm?
All right?

Getting better.

Tommy know where you are?

No, we had a fight.

He's out of his
fucking mind sometimes.

That's for sure.

There's a combination
to a storage locker in Midtown.

Bag full of cash.

You want me
to drop it off someplace?

I want you to disappear.

There's a train ticket inside.
Train leaves tonight.

Are you fucking kidding me?

I'm not just leaving
because you say so.

I need you to try harder
to understand what I'm saying.

You stole
from my house, Holly.

You broke Tommy's trust
when you called me Ghost.

You got my boy all fucked up.
You're a liability.

It's time for you to go,
one way or the other.

If I don't come back,
Tommy's not gonna just forget about me.

He's gonna look for me.
He'll go crazy.

I'll give you a couple days
to break up with him.

This time,
have a really big fight.

Walk out on him for good.

I'll hold the combination
for the cash

till you come back to me.

And I'll have the date
on the ticket changed.

I'll even give you
a lift to the station.

Sound good?

If you tell Tommy we had this
conversation, I'll deny it ever happened.

We both know he won't
believe you over me.

It's been nice
doing business with you, Holly.

My man.
Have fun, man.

TRUTH IS THE BEST PARTY
IN NEW YORK! #TRUTHHIGHCLUB #EPIC

I don't know
what to say.

Why don't you start by saying, "Damn,
you really are that good"?

Why not start
with buying you a drink?

Nah, I'm good.

So how'd you do it?
Stern gave you no resources...

Don't you mean "we"?

You did this
out of your own pocket.

I can't imagine your wife
is gonna be happy about it.

Yeah, my wife.

Made it work.
Did whatever it takes.

I want Truth back.

I can't speak
for anyone else, but I'm impressed.

Thank you.

Leave it to the black party
to actually get us back in the black.

You want me to take care
of the deposit for you tonight?

Nah, I got it.
Go enjoy your victory.

Holly Weaver,
we need to talk.

I really don't
think we do.

Oh, but the good citizens
of Ohio would beg to differ.

So unless you're interested in taking a
bus back to Cleveland tonight,

and by bus
I mean prison bus, we're gonna talk.

Hello?

Wait, what do you mean
he's coming up?

Special K.

Hope you don't mind
me stopping up.

Shawn told me my name
was on the list.

Of course not. It's always a nice
surprise to see your face.

I heard you and Ghost
was in a tough spot,

so I brought some stuff
for the kids.

Although this one
is for you.

It's not for them.

What?

You did not
have to do that.

You know, I used to think
about you sometime while I was inside.

If you ever need anything,

anything you ain't getting from Ghost,
you know you can ask me.

I'm all good.

Mom, was someone at the door?

No baby.

It's just the TV.
Go back to bed.

...make sure we good. We just gotta make
sure we hit 'em before...

Get out.
What you mean?

You deaf?
Get out, motherfucker.

What are we fixing to do?

Yo, what the fuck, man?

Broc?

What the fuck is that?

Tell him.
Go ahead.

Oh, that's right,
he can't.

It's his tongue.

He needed a lesson
in holding it.

You sure as shit
wasn't gonna give it to him.

The next time I ask you if you can trust
the members of your crew,

"sure" is not
an acceptable answer.

Can I trust you to do what needs
to be done here?

No doubt.

Keep the home fires
burning, young'un.

I'll be back.

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