All language subtitles for Your.Honor.US.S02E02.WEBRip.x264.Hi

[Dr. Barbour] It's quite common
for an incarcerated individual

to question if he has
anything to live for.

You've suffered
unimaginable loss.

[clamoring]

[indistinct chattering]

[panting]

Yes?

[Big Mo] That wasn't a
sanctioned hit on your son.

The shooter was a
member of Desire, no?

Let's not make this
into an all-out war.

[Russell] Drop
it, motherfucker.

How about we go back
to the Lower Ninth

with more men.

Patience is not inaction.

He was nearly killed.

Doesn't that act
demand retaliation?

That act was retaliation.

[lock buzzes]

I don't need more psych evals.

[Olivia] My name
is Olivia Delmont.

I'm an Assistant U.S. Attorney.

Guard!

You're gonna talk
to me, Michael.

Miss Lee! It's Eugene.

I-I'm in trouble.
I need your help.

[whimpers]

[Little Mo] So, what
you gonna do with him?

There's only one way this ends.

Look, I don't know if what Adam
and I had was the real thing.

Adam was a terrible liar.

So if he told you that he
loved you, then it was true.

[coos]

There's an address
in there. Stay gone.

We got a problem.

Adam Desiato was my godson.

I want to be here when
Rudy brings in the killer.

You think I'm gonna hand over a
young Black boy to the police?

Rudy, here, finds another
body, one that can't talk,

and I make for damn sure

Eugene Jones is never
heard from again.

[Nancy] How did you get
Kofi Jones to steal the car?

[Michael] I called Charlie.

This right here...

this is the end of his career.

This is prison time.

He helped you in
your hour of need.

I am offering you a
chance to help bring down

the single greatest
threat to New Orleans

to atone for what you have done.

Slow, dramatic music

[basketball dribbling]

[woman] This weekend
you need to study.

Bud, can you help me with these?

Grab a bag or two?

One of you?

I have the oven preheating.
Can one of you grab a bag?

Can someone help me?

- All right.
- Thank you.

- Thank you.
- So many.

[woman] I know. It's a lot.

Grab one?

[birds chirping]

[sighs]

[horn honking]

[panting]

[doorbell rings]

[sighs]

Michael.

[Django whining]

When did you get released?

This morning.

How'd you get back
to New Orleans?

Took a bus.

Oh, I'm having a few
people over tonight.

You're welcome to join us.

Uh...

No, I, um...

I'm just tired.

You're lucky I was home.

The legislature's in session,

but I wanted to get out of
Baton Rouge for a few days.

There's toiletries
in the bathroom.

Is there anything else you need?

Uh... Uh, no.

I've got to admit, after
a year of radio silence

I'm surprised to see you.

I didn't want to be
a burden anymore.

[Elizabeth] Yeah.

So, I take it you're
not staying very long?

No.

Good.

Gentle, plaintive music

[sighs]

[breathes deeply]

deep, melancholy music

Summertime

And the living

Is easy

Fish are jumping

And the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy's rich

And your ma

Is good looking

So hush, little baby

Don't

You cry

[Janelle laughs]

You could sing to me all night.

So stay awhile.

[Big Mo] No, I got to work.

[sighs]

What good is being the boss
if you can't take a night off?

Well, you know my pension plan

- a little better than most.
- [chuckles]

Then I guess we'll have to
work out some extra PTO.

So I can keep seeing you.

Oh, you gonna be
seeing me a lot more.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?

The club about to be mine.

Is that right?

[phone chimes]

Yeah.

- Yeah.
- You got to go?

Don't be like that.

- How am I supposed to be?
- Mm-mm.

Don't be like that.

I'll see you in a little bit.

Okay.

[sighs]

[Chris] Seven
ODs in one night.

- [Little Mo] Two dead.
- [Russell] It's bad product.

Oh, you think?

[Little Mo] They cut
it with fentanyl.

Used a heavy hand
and ain't say shit.

So?

What do you want to do?

Pull it.

What do we do with the
three kilos of shit

- we can't sell?
- Find that Tony motherfucker

that sold us that
shit and get a refund.

If he can't make good,

start breaking shit until he do.

[Big Mo] Hey.

I ain't got shit to move.

Let me make some calls.

[Donetta] I can't
walk past his old room

without thinking of him.

How late would he be
sleeping in these days?

What trouble would
he be getting into?

I'm the same way about Mom.

I take the long way home
from work just to avoid

- her old neighborhood.
- [Gina sighs loudly]

If you have something
to say, Gina,

we would love for
you to contribute.

I just don't see the value
in collective whining.

You don't have to be here.

[Gina] But how would I
fill my Thursday nights

if I'm not listening to a
grown woman talk on and on

about losing her mommy?

We've all lost people
that we're close to.

My son died, same as you.

Maybe you're just not ready

to admit that our pain
is exactly the same.

Your son was a heroin addict

who was hell-bent on
destroying his life.

My Rocco was an angel,
and he was taken from me.

May I ask why you
attend these meetings?

My daughter suggested
I have anger issues.

[Donetta scoffs] Yeah.

- [group leader] Maybe you do.
- Oh, fuck you.

[jazzy music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

- There you go.
- Thanks.

You're welcome, Ms. Baxter.

[crickets chirping]

[sighing]

[grunts]

[sighing]

- What are you doing?
- [gasps]

I didn't realize
you were still here.

[scoffs]

It was a long night.

I was just gonna
use your shower.

The steam on mine is
broken. I'm sorry...

It's fine. Help yourself.

[sighs]

I'll make myself scarce.

Tranquil, plaintive music

- [birds singing]
- [insects trilling]

[Jimmy] How was, uh,
grief counseling?

I don't want to talk about that.

Are you going to
the hotel today?

Mm-hmm.

[Jimmy] Maybe you'll see Fia?

Is it a blue moon already?

I saw her last night.

What did she say?

Oh, I am so sick
of her attitude.

She's punishing us right now.

[Gina] We didn't
do anything to her!

Carlo, have you, have you
spoken with Fia recently?

Couple days ago.

Well, your mother
and I have given her

everything that she's asked for.

It's time for her to
return to this family.

You talk to her, please?

Mm-hmm.

Michael Desiato
is out of prison.

[trolley bell ringing]

intense music

Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Business?

- What?
- Where you going?

I'm just going to see the mayor.

He's expecting you?

I... No, he's, he's...

he's my best friend.

Your name?

Desiato.

Michael Desiato.

You've been banned
from this building.

- Look, I...
- Turn it around. Let's go.

You're holding up my line.

[metal detector beeps]

Alan.

Judge Desiato.

They... they won't let me in.

No. [sighs]

I imagine not.

Gentle, wistful music

[sharp whistle]

So, what was your plan?

Hmm? Just walk into
the mayor's office

and warn your buddy

that he might be in trouble?

[chuckles softly]

Come on, Michael.

Do you honestly think
that I'd let you do that?

I can't even allow you
to enter the building.

If you warn Charlie,
or anyone else,

if you so much as whisper

the words "federal
investigation" to yourself

in the middle of a
thunderstorm, the deal's off.

That means you are
back in prison.

That means your friend
Charlie is right behind you.

I-I can't do this.

I'm-I'm, I'm not refusing.
I am telling you.

I-I don't have the ability.

I know.

Then why are you
doing this to me?

[chuckles]

I got you some clothes.

I don't need clothes.

[Olivia] Yes, you do,
because I got you a job.

- Why?
- Standard work release.

I got to make your exit
from prison look legit.

- Thank you.
- [entry bells jingle]

[Otis] There she is.

[laughs] Otis, my
friend. How you doing?

- This him?
- Mm-hmm.

You just got out?

Yes.

[Otis] You planning
to go back?

[sighs]

I don't make plans.

You know your way
around a carcass?

- Not really.
- [Olivia] I'm thinking

an assignment that would
get him out into the world.

Come on back.

Come on.

That one.

You remember me, Judge?

No.

I was in your courtroom.
Drug possession.

Prosecutor charged me
with intent to distribute.

Jury gave me 14 years.

You reduced that
sentence to eight months.

You said, "Good people
don't belong in prison."

Follow me.

Driver quit last week.

The job's yours, if you want it.

[rap song playing indistinctly]

I just spent that on a grand

I take that work,
I make that work

I make it yoga stretch

I'm jogging, jogging...

Double latte for Maurice.

It's been a minute.

How's my auntie?

She's good.

You staying out of trouble?

[Eugene] Tryin'.

Ah, there's no try, Little Man.

Not with last chances.

[grunts]

That's the last one.

[panting]

My God, it really is you.

I tried to visit you many times.

[Michael] I know.

We never got a chance
to, to talk about...

You didn't belong in prison.

But I know you. I
know you protected me.

You...

You-you may still be exposed.

You need to watch yourself.

There were only three people
who knew about my role in that.

Rudy's never gonna talk,

and the other two people
are sitting right here.

So I got nothing to worry about.

Losing Adam was my penance, too.

I've paid for my sins.

I loved that boy
like he was my own.

You can't dig graves
deep enough in this city

to hide them from the storms.

Water will get to the
bodies every time.

Only sure thing about
the dirt beneath our feet

is that it'll wash away one day.

You asked me to bury
something and now...

here we are.

Shame on us for not
knowing our city better.

It was a car.

Not a body.

It was a coffin.

With a set of headlights.

[knocking at door]

[Fia] Who is it?

[Carlo] Housekeeping.

- It gets funnier every time.
- [chuckles]

Don't open the door if you can't
see who's on the other side.

Okay, Dad.

When was the last time
you talked to our father?

Why do you care?

Making them miserable.

Stop trying to be the bad seed.

- That's my job.
- Okay.

I'll stay in my lane.

- You need anything from me?
- Yeah.

Um...

Grab some new towels and
turn down the bed, okay?

[chuckles softly]

[whirring]

Hey, yo.

What's the family discount
for an oil change?

[Trey] Oh, cuz.
What's up, boy?

Hey, you know, family
in-house free-99.

Now, for cousins...

- might get you ten percent off.
- Oh, boy, you crazy.

Are you ready to get paid?

Now you know I got you
on the finder's fee,

but I need you to
make this intro.

'Cause I'm not going
back to New Orleans

empty-handed and assed
out, you heard me?

I've owned this club
for more than 30 years,

so I'm only gonna
consider selling it

when the timing's right.

Well, I happen to know you
hired a real estate agent,

so... timing must be close.

Mm.

Look, I'm a bar owner myself
and I'm looking to expand.

Sure you can appreciate that.

Plus, this establishment
holds a special place for me.

Can we just cut the bullshit?

I am not selling my
club for drug money.

[soft jazz music playing]

[playful clamoring]

[speaking Spanish]

Yo, Roderick.

What's up, fellas?

Is there somewhere we can talk?

Oh, here's good.
It's my nephew.

He's gonna go pretty
far as long as he stops

dropping his shoulder.

[speaking Spanish]

Hey, Roderick.

My cousin looking to move
some product in the Boot.

Ain't got no connect there?

[Little Mo] No one that's
up to my standards.

Yeah, my shit is
five stars, huh?

But top-tier quality
come top-tier price.

Well, money ain't no thing.

Let's start with two keys.

If it makes the customers happy,
maybe we'll come back for more.

[speaking Spanish]

Yeah, that doesn't
work for me, homie.

I-I move weight, you know?

I was thinking, like,
ten times that amount.

How about we start with two?

And then see how it goes.

[sighs]

[sniffles]

How about we start with 20?

Let me talk to you for a second.

[speaking Spanish]

I got to beg a drug
dealer to sell me drugs?

[Trey] Man, it is what it is.

The product is right,
the price is right.

Big Mo needs it.
Just make the deal.

We don't need that much product.

And I ain't got that much cash.

Well, get it.

That way we can do one
deal instead of ten.

And I ain't got to play
the middleman after this.

[officer] I need
to see Justin.

[teacher] Justin.

Justin.

- [students laughing]
- Justin. Come with me.

[student] Ooh, busted.

[quiet chatter]

gentle, intriguing music

[officer] Okay, let's go.

[Principal Young] I find these
images to be very troubling.

It's just a character.

[Principal Young] This gun is
in the hand of a boy that looks

exactly like you.

This house set on
fire by that same boy.

He didn't set the house on fire.

He escaped.

[sighs] My top priority
is protecting my students

and you are one of
my students now.

So I'm worried.

I just like to draw.

I need to know if you're
capable of harming someone else.

Hello, Monique.

Mr. Mayor.

Yeah, let me get a coffee,
black, four sugars.

[clears throat]

When I asked for a meeting

I didn't mean you
need to come to me.

Are you kidding?

Any excuse to come
to the Lower Nine.

And here I thought
I may not be welcome

in the mayor's office.

Everyone is welcome in
the people's office.

Long as it's the
"People's City."

Precisely.

- Thank you kindly.
- [waitress] Mm-hmm.

So, what can I do for you?

I want to buy the Grand Rain.

You gonna run a
nightclub in the Quarter?

Moving up in the world.

Well, I wish you
the best of luck.

That owner, he a
friend of yours?

[sighs] He's a contributor.

He's an asshole.

No doubt about that.

[Big Mo] He don't want to
sell to someone like me.

What? An industrious
entrepreneur?

Precisely.

[Charlie] The thing is,

I don't really have
much say in the matter.

You say you want to champion
for Black-owned businesses,

why not help a Black owner
get her hand on a business?

Sort of hard for me to tell
a man to take your money

seeing where that
money comes from.

Wasn't hard for the last mayor
to do that for Jimmy Baxter.

You and I have come to a
successful agreement before.

One might argue it put
you where you are today.

You know, in my position,
every day brings a new problem.

And you know what
my problem is today?

I got drug users
overdosing in my city.

Your neighborhood.

I can't have that.

And I'll take care
of that for you.

Good.

Then our secrets remain secrets.

So, I can count on
your support, then?

As long as I can count on this

being the last time
you ask for it.

Slow, dramatic music

There you go.

Yeah.

Yeah, just sign.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

[turns engine off]

pulsing, dramatic music

[quiet music playing]

Mr. Desiato.

Fia.

Hi.

You're, you're out.

And you're...

Yes, uh...

I got to work somewhere.

- Right, of course.
- And you?

Got to eat somewhere.

Right.

Uh, would you want to join me?

- For, like...
- No, no, I...

I-I can't. I, uh...

It's, it's...

strange, uh, seeing
you in this place.

I actually live here now.

So, how's that for strange?

My friends think it's creepy.

They don't really get it.

Well, they don't know
what you're going through.

You do.

[Michael sighs] No.

We all lost Adam in our own way.

You know, sometimes I think
the things I miss the most

are the things I didn't
get to experience.

There were so many
conversations we never had.

Questions I never asked him.

What would you... ask
him? If, if you could?

It's kind of fucked
up to say, but, uh...

I would ask him,

"What do you think happens
to us when we die?"

Did he believe in
heaven and hell,

and all the things my
mother is obsessed with,

that I never bought into?

It's just I, I keep
thinking, you know,

what if I'm wrong?

[Michael] You would
have liked having

those conversations with Adam.

He...

he enjoyed asking questions.

Mm.

Well, what do you think
about all that stuff?

I don't know about God
and, and all that...

[sighs]

but I...

I do think that good people
go where they deserve.

Mr. Desiato, um, there's
somebody that I would really

- like for you to...
- [stammers] I've got to go.

Can you please, please just
promise me another time.

Y... Okay, yes.

[Fia sighs]

gentle, plaintive music

- -[thunder rumbling]

[scoffs]

Amazing.

Now that there's no more lies,
you've got nothing left to say.

I devoted so much
to your family.

I know you were trying
to protect Adam,

but goddamn it, Michael,
you should have trusted me.

Instead you just...

lied...

manipulated and used me.

You may be free now,

but that's not
gonna last forever.

And when your guardian
angel vanishes,

I'm gonna be the
next thing you see.

[insects trilling]

slow, tense music

[sighs]

[clock ticking quietly]

[whining]

[Django panting]

All right.

[Sheila] Everything all right?

I need a guardian signature
to prove we spoke about this.

Is this about your drawings?

I'm not your legal guardian.

What is it?

My principal asked me if
I was a violent person.

Do you think you're
a violent person?

Whatever good is in a person,

the seed of that goodness,

it's in them for life.

And the bad can
always be uprooted.

Whatever's in your past,

that does not
define you, Justin.

That's not my name.

[Sheila] If you can be Justin,

I can be Justin's mom.

Slow, wistful music

[exhales]

[sighs]

Hold on, hold on a sec.

Let me get this off.

There you go.

Why on Earth are you
sleeping in my pantry?

The guest room is too big.

You find it cozier in there
underneath my biscuit mix?

And don't you dare tell
anyone I'm using a mix.

I'll... find some
other place to sleep.

[Elizabeth] There's
no need for that.

You're a guest.

This house has a guest room.

You'll sleep there.

- [indistinct chatter]
- [jazz music playing]

[Carlo clears throat]

Talked to Fia today.

I think she just
needs some space.

Space?

No, the problem
with younger people

is that you don't
worry about time.

You can get space
anywhere, much as you want.

But time?

You never get that back.

And one of the reasons
we have children

is to reset the clock.

I'm still here.

Fia's not gone.

You're a good brother, Carlo.

[birds singing]

[sighs]

Where you sneaking
off to every morning?

The cemetery.

You see this?

It's a cereus.

It blooms once a year.

And whenever that happens,

I'm gonna take it
to their grave.

Once a year.

There's no reason
to go all the time.

They're not there.

Staring at a headstone's
not gonna bring you

any closer to them.

[jazz music playing]

Hey, there, Dick.

[sighing]

Mr. Mayor.

What can I do for you?

Well, I was hoping to watch

a good old-fashioned
business deal transpire.

Monique here tells me

y'all are in the middle
of a heated negotiation.

Maybe we can sort
it out right now.

There's really no need for you

to concern yourself
with this matter.

[Charlie] Well, I'd
rather not, but, um,

I'm a little worried that if
this deal doesn't go through,

the Historic
Landmarks Commission

might take a closer look

at some of the
changes you've made.

Could hold you up for a year.

Maybe two.

This place has been my life.

Can't sell it to just anyone.

I'm not asking you to
sell it to just anyone.

I'm asking you to
sell it to her.

My money's just as
green as anyone else's.

Look, I don't mean to
be insulting, but, uh...

Maybe you do mean
to be insulting.

I tell you my pawpaw used to

gig on that stage
for 20 some years.

Yeah, and my daddy

watched him as a boy from
that doorway right there.

Said a bartender, at the time,

gave him a tall, cold drink
filled with maraschino cherries.

And the owner of the
club at that time,

the man you purchased it from,

knocked that drink out
of my daddy's hands.

So while I understand

this club is important
to you, Richard,

it's important to me, too.

Slow, dramatic music

Congratulations.

I look forward to seeing
what you do with the place.

Well, there'll always be a
table for the mayor inside.

[laughs]

They delivered your
laundry downstairs

and I figured I'd
bring it up to you.

[Fia] You don't need
to check in on me.

May I come in?

I don't understand.

There are maids
who clean for you.

I don't want them
in here every day.

[Gina] Well, once a week
would be a good start.

You know, this is
why I live here.

To get away from your
constant hovering.

[Gina] Yes, I know,

moving out of your
parent's house

and into their hotel,

you're the model of
an independent woman.

Just like Eloise at the Plaza...

if Eloise's boyfriend
was murdered downstairs.

I don't like that talk.

Yeah, no shit.

You hurt your father
when you ignore him.

I didn't have the
energy to deal with him.

No? Well, would you dig a
little deeper next time?

We are all trying very hard.

I don't understand why you
insist on punishing us.

You know what?

Climb down off
the fucking cross,

Jesus needs it back.

I owe you all an apology.

I've been coming here
for the wrong reasons.

You told me there were
five stages of grief.

Uh, denial, anger, bargaining,

depression and acceptance.

What I didn't realize
is that my grieving

is out of order.

And that confused me.

That is very astute, Gina.

You're absolutely right.

We all take a different
path to acceptance.

Well, that's what I've learned,
I'm not seeking acceptance.

That's not where
I want to end up.

You were trying to help
me navigate past anger,

but anger is where
I want to live.

Anger is where I flourish.

[upbeat jazz music playing]

[indistinct chattering]

Thank you for coming back.

I don't know why I'm here.

I do. To feel closer to Adam.

I won't.

You might.

I need to show you something.

Come on in.

Gentle, optimistic music

[Rocco cooing]

This is Rocco Adam Baxter.

He's your grandson.

[Rocco grunts]

[cooing]