All language subtitles for Power S02E10_track3_[eng]

Man:
Previously on "Power"...

Mrs. Stern, | have
good reason to believe

that Simon's been skimming
from the clubs, hiding assets.

If there's proof,
| can destroy him in this divorce.

- You said you had documentation?
- | will.

I'm gonna leave town with the kids.
| want you to come with us.

Lobos's dispute with the Jimenez
Cartel in Mexico has turned deadly.

New York is not safe anymore.

| can put Nomar's killer in jail
if you help me.

Ghost:
So you arrested Tommy?

Angela: He was standing
in a hotel room with Felipe Lobos.

You got Lobos, too?

Judge Lefevre: It is your belief
that the completed sketch

was withheld in order
to deceive the court?

We request you dismiss
with prejudice.

| agree.
Mr. Egan, you're free to go.

You stole that sketch
from my apartment.

We've both been
playing dirty, Angie.

Angela: He played me
just like you said.

Tell me everything you've got
on James St. Patrick.

We're gonna take him down.

Ghost being dead
is something we all want.

With all y'all behind me, we'll put
Ghost and Tommy out the game forever.

Ghost: What Kanan's
asking you to do, Shawn,

no real father should ever ask
of their son.

| knew you couldn't kill Ghost
‘cause you're weak.

- Dad!
- You don't deserve to be my son.

( casing clatters )

f They say this is a big rich town J

J 1 just come from the poorest part J

? Bright lights, city life,
| gotta make it J

! This is where it goes down J

~ 1 just happen to come up hard J

~ Legal or illegal, baby,
| gotta make it J

~ | never took
a straight path nowhere J

J Life's full of twists and turns,
bumps and bruises, | live, | learn

J I'm from that city
full of yellow cabs and skyscrapers J

I It's hard to get a start
in these parts without paper J

JS Homie, | grew up in hell,
a block away from heaven J

~ That corner, every 15 minutes
it move a seven J

~ Pure snow,
bag it, then watch it go J

f Occupational options,
get some blow or some hos J

~ Shoot the bowl or the strap,
learn to rap or to jack J

~ Fuck it, man, in the meantime,
go ahead and pump a pack J

J This my regal royal flow,
my James Bond bounce J

~ That 007, that 62 on my count J

< I'm an undercover liar,
| lie under the covers J

~ Look a bitch in the eyes
and tell her, "Baby, | love you f

f You're my inspiration,
you're my motivation J

You're the reason that I'm moving
with no hesitation" J

f They say this is a big rich town J

~ Yeah J

J 1 just come from the poorest part J

? Bright lights, city life,
| gotta make it J

This is where it goes round f

~ Yeah J

~ 1 just happen to come up hard J

~ 1 just happen to come up hard J

~ Legal or illegal, baby,
| gotta make it. J

( rattling )

- ( rattling )
- ( bell jingling )

- ( rattling )
- ( bell jingling )

- (muffled gunshot whistles )
- (grunts )

~ Get out of my head,
out of my head J

J Yeah, we're high and low f

f You're dark at your worst,
you're loved and you're cursed J

f You're high and low,
you're high and low J

~ Get out of my head,
out of my head J

J Yeah, we're high and low f

f You're dark at your worst,
you're loved and you're cursed J

f You're high and low,
you're high J

~ And | burrowed
in your love once J

- J Made it my home... J
- (phone buzzes )

~ Oh, | burrowed in
your love once J

~'Cause when you love,
you set your heart on gold J

S We were capsized
by the weight of it all J

Oh, get out of my head,
out of my head J

J Yeah, we're high and low f

f You're dark at your worst,
you're loved and you're cursed J

f You're high and low,
you're high and low J

~ Get out of my head,
out of my head J

J Yeah, we're high and low f

f You're dark at your worst,
you're loved and you're cursed J

f You're high and low,
you're high and low J

~'Cause you wanted love,
‘cause you wanted J

~'Cause you wanted,
‘cause you wanted love J

~'Cause you wanted J

~'Cause you wanted love,
‘cause you wanted J

~'Cause you wanted,
‘cause you wanted... J

Mike, wait.

| don't have time
for the apology, Angela.

You'll have a formal hearing
about the Egan sketch in a few days.

Maybe you should think
about the private sector.

It's about the Egan case.

There is something
| should have said weeks ago.

| think I'd better tell you now.

Proctor: Cashier's check?
( chuckles )

It's a nice touch,

but I think you should
put me on retainer.

Tommy's out free and clear,
till they catch him reoffending.

But the Feds,
they still want to nail Lobos,

which means you're still
vulnerable to charges.

And your girlfriend,
the prosecutor--

- Angela.
- Whoo.

We blew her up in court.

| doubt she's gonna have that job
much longer.

And if | were her, I'd want to nail you
on my way out the door.

Name you as a witness at least,
but probably as a defendant.

Angela wouldn't do that.
I've considered all the angles.

I'm going legit.
Trust me, I'm good.

Proctor:
You're right. You are good.

But you don't have eyes
in the back of your head.

You want out?
You want to walk away? Clean?

You gotta cut ties with everybody
who knows who you are.

Including you?

Ghost:
If | need you, I'll call you.

But don't wait up.
I've got everything under control.

( oil sizzling )

(R&B music playing )

Oh, what?
Tommy! Damn!

I'm gonna have to get the kids
out here before there's nothing left.

Look, | had enough
of the government's

fuckin' "nutrition loaf"
to last me a lifetime.

| thought | was never
gonna get one of these again.

You know,
Ghost said he had a plan,

but for a minute | wasn't so sure.

Yeah, me either.

| mean, | get arrested
and he don't?

It's hard not to think
that that's fucked up.

But you should have seen
the look on Angela's face

when my lawyer
pulled out that sketch.

Oh, yeah, Ghost played her
like checkers.

- She never saw it coming.
- (chuckles )

Ghost put our family first, T.

He and Angela are over.

Maybe things can go back
to the way they were, you know?

Before all this shit.

Um, Tommy, can you go
get the kids up?

Tell them we're gonna be late.

- Sure.
- All right, thank you.

But I'm gonna need
some more bacon.

You know what?
Get outta here.

( chuckles )

Tommy:
Riq, Raina. Where you at?

( Tommy knocking )
Riq?

( sighs )

Shawn, where are you?
It's almost 8:00.

The kids have to be in the car
for school in a few minutes.

If you're not gonna make it,
let me know.

( phone buzzing )

Hey, girl.

Jarita: Hey, Shawn
didn't come home last night.

He's not answering his phone,
so | thought I'd call you.

- | told you to look out for him.
- | heard from him last night.

Said he had some business
driving Ghost.

Look, you talk to Shawn again,
you tell him to call me, okay?

| got you. I'll tell Shawn to call
his mom soon as he hits me up.

That's some cold shit, K.

What you think she gonna do when she
find out you the one that clipped him?

She ain't gonna
find out shit, right?

If you did your job right,
right?

| did what you
wanted me to do.

Nobody's gonna
find him, man.

Good.

You heard from anybody?

( faint siren wailing )

Ruiz called
and | didn't answer.

Ghost ain't dead,
so what's there to talk about?

Good, don't take none of their calls
till we got our next move.

Now that Shawn done
fucked this shit up,

Ghost know we'll be
coming for him.

And he'll be ready,
so we need to be ready.

Get the crew in here,
strapped.

Did | stutter, motherfucker?

( sniffs )

- (kissing )
- (dog whines )

Oh, you missed Daddy
while | was gone, didn't you?

You know what? If I'm Lobos,
| might be suspicious of you

sitting here making out with your dog
while I'm on the inside.

Got to keep our head
on a swivel, Tommy.

No, what we gotta do
is make it crystal clear

that | ain't said shit against him.

Me getting out was a Fed fuck-up.

All right. I'll call him,
let him know right away.

Make sure he's still down
with us moving his weight.

Then | need to call the primeras,
let them know we're back in business.

So I'll hit Ruiz,
you get Serb and Drifty.

Thanks. Cheers.

Cheers.

But we got
a bigger problem, Tommy.

Shawn put a gun to my head
and tried to kill me last night.

- Kanan's orders.
- Oh, bullshit.

He's the one that hired the hitter,
got Cruz killed,

- and shot Holly.
- That was Rolla.

The hitter told me
with her dying breath it wasn't.

- (grunts )
- | suspected Kanan.

Wasn't until last night | was sure.
He thinks I'm the reason he went inside.

Needed his time to be someone's fault,
so he made it mine.

If that was true, why didn't he
just cap us when he got out?

‘Cause he wanted
the business back.

He needed to learn
how it worked.

What you taught him.

All he needed was
an introduction to Lobos.

Oh, shit!

He asked to come
to the Lobos meet.

- He wanted me to take him.
- Of course he did.

With Lobos on the inside,
Kanan's got to find another connect

and take us out.
It's his only play.

Unless he still trusts you.

( knocks )

Knox, come on in.

Sorry I'm late, sir.
| was looking for Angela.

We were supposed to meet with you
together to discuss James St. Patrick.

Actually, Greg,
| already spoke to Angela.

She came in early. | wonder if you
can back her up on some of the details.

Come on, have a seat.

When did Angela first have contact
with St. Patrick about the Egan case?

- (knocks )
- Uh...

Hey, Jerry.
What are you doing here?

AUSA Sandoval
asked me to join.

Please, continue,
Agent Knox.

The night we interrogated
Holly Weaver,

| saw them talking
at Angela's apartment.

Why were you
at her apartment?

She seemed upset after
the Weaver thing went south, sir,

and | went there to...

see if she was okay.

He may have seen the sketch
at her place that night

and stolen it then.

After Egan was released,
she was very upset.

She went to St. Patrick's club
right from the office--

How do you know Angela
went to Truth straight from here?

Did you follow her?

Mike, | know what it--
| know what it looks like,

but | was trying to protect her.

If you thought she was in danger,
you could've assigned her a detail

through proper channels.

You had a sexual relationship.
She broke things off,

you couldn't take no
for an answer.

( chuckles )

If that's what she told you,
then there's only one reason

that she would lie.
She must be working with St. Patrick.

She's discrediting me
to cover for him

because | told her that we need
to pursue him as a suspect

because | think that James St. Patrick
is the real Ghost.

If Valdes is working
with Egan and St. Patrick,

then why the hell would she
have led us to Lobos?

| had the wrong address.
She had the right one.

- She got us a collar.
- Yes.

Is there hard evidence against
St. Patrick, or just your suspicions?

There's no--
no, there's no evidence yet,

- but we're making some headway.
- Mike: He was in her apartment.

No wonder you want
to put the cuffs on him.

St. Patrick took advantage
of Angela.

She made mistakes,
but she wasn't aiding and abetting.

| don't know
what you were doing.

She's filed a formal
harassment complaint, Greg.

You're suspended,
effective immediately.

I'm gonna need your gun
and your badge.

Fuck. Looks like they knew
where the cameras were.

- No fuckin’ faces.
- Simon: Faces wouldn't help.

Cops never catch
these kinds of people anyway.

And they got
all the cash on hand.

We were doing
such good business

that we didn't have time
to make a bank run.

‘Course, and insurance
doesn't cover cash.

- Anything else missing?
- Ghost: Ledgers, paperwork.

But the numbers will be
in the system, right, Kantos?

Actually, |, uh,
didn't get a chance to upload

the latest figures
from the ledgers into the system.

What a shame.
Without those ledgers,

how will | know if you reach

the 20% necessary
for you to buy back Truth?

We both know | hit the mark.

Without that paperwork,
we don't know anything.

Let's look on the bright side, James.
We get to keep working together.

Isn't that a treat?

( faint siren wailing )

Yo!

I'm freezin' my balls off
out here! Let's go!

(gun hammers click )

Yo, yo, yo.
What the fuck's up, Dre?

What's up, K?
| miss somethin’?

Can't trust any nigga
who gets sprung that fast.

- | ain't no snitch, motherfucker.
- Why you here?

I'm here because
fuckin’ Ghost set me up.

I'm in a hotel room with fuckin’ Lobos
and a bag full of dough.

Next minute, I'm doin’ a fuckin’
perp walk, no Ghost in sight.

I'm at my pretrial shit,
my lawyer's like, "Blah blah blah,

evidence is wrong."

Judge says they gotta let me go,
so | come straight here

because | know it's fuckin' Ghost
that dimed me out.

Ghost did that same shit to me.
Set me up.

Put me in 10 years so he could
run the hustle his way.

Yeah, but Ghost wasn't there
the night you got popped.

Ghost took the bulb out the taillight
so | get pulled over with the weight.

The anonymous tip
came from a woman-- Tasha.

Tasha? Really?

Why didn't you tell me, man?

| thought you might've been in on it.
| know you ain't now.

Lobos is still in lockup, but that
ain't gonna stop him from movin’ weight.

Now, | can't run
with that motherfucker by myself.

- | need you, K.
- No doubt.

And now that | know
how Ghost treats his friends,

I'm thinkin’ it might be better
to be his enemy

while he's still walkin’ around.
You know what I mean?

Yeah, motherfucker fallen off, man.
| shoulda known.

Couldn't even take care
of that bitch in Miami.

- | mean, a bitch.
- He didn't kill that girl in Miami?

Seems like this motherfucker
been lyin’ to you for a long time.

| wonder what else you don't know.
Come on, let's head to the back,

talk about how
we gonna step to Lobos.

- Hey, Ghost still think you trust him.
- Yep.

I think | just figured out how
we gonna lay this motherfucker down.

Tommy came over
for breakfast this morning.

You got him out...

just like you said you would.

That's the Ghost
| used to know.

Now you know
why | needed Angela alive.

You were right, T, to tell me
to stay with her until | had a plan.

Tommy told me what you
did to her to get him out.

Said she could lose her job.

So is it over...

between you two?

Is it over between you
and Shawn?

Yeah, | knew.

He told me himself
when he came last night--

- to kill me.
- What?

Kanan put the gun in his hand,
but you know the real reason

- he wanted me out of the way, right?
- (sighs )

| used Angela
to protect our family.

You fuckin’ that kid
could've destroyed it.

What would you and the kids do
if Shawn had pulled that trigger?

What did you do to him,
Ghost?

| told him to leave New York
and never come back.

So you just let him walk away,
just like that?

| don't blame him!

| blame you.
You and Kanan.

Oh, and, T...?

I'm sure you'll hear from Shawn
soon as he's set up.

But you know then you got
an important decision to make.

| mean, you can stay here
with the kids

or you can go live off the salary
of a high school basketball coach.

Fuck you, Ghost.

You need to look around.

There's no winners here.

Just me and you, baby.

Both of us.

Alone.

( door closes )

( speaking Serbian )

- (gunshot crashing )
- Ugh!

( clattering )

Saxe: The DOJ would love
to spare the taxpayers

the expense of a trial.

If you're willing to take a deal,

we can make certain...
considerations.

Protective custody,
for example.

- (speaks Spanish )
- Your client doesn't speak English now?

He went to Wharton
Business School.

Mm, que?

( speaking Spanish )

Wendrif Menkins...

Viadimir Jankovic...

( sighs )

Can | go back to my cell now?

Tommy: Told Kanan
| was down to kill you.

He definitely thinks
you set him up.

- He said Tasha was in on it, too.
- He's out of his goddamn mind.

You know,
prison does that to you.

- Friends turn into enemies.
- No doubt.

Funny thing is,

he said you didn't kill
that bitch down in Miami.

Someone else did.

It's true.

| got to her a second
after she was stabbed.

| talked to her, but, no,
| didn't get the kill.

- So you lied to my face.
- Tommy, | wanted to tell you,

but you were so deep
under Kanan's sway.

| ain't never given you a reason
not to trust me, Ghost.

Except that one time.

You know, the one
where you forgot to mention

that Holly talked to the Feds?

You had your reasons,
Tommy, for not telling me.

Don't make it
any less true, right?

Right?

Well, now you know
everything.

Do |?

Is there anything else
that | need to know?

Tommy, | burned Angela
to get you out of jail.

What else | gotta do
to prove my loyalty to you?

You know
what she meant to me.

It's you and me, Tommy,
just like it's always been.

I'll get Kanan to the spot.

After our last conversation,
my client generously agreed

to raise our settlement offer
half a percent.

- You're joking.
- | recommended a quarter percent,

- but Mr. Stern insisted.
- Baby, | just want you to be happy.

Happy? Without
the Park Avenue apartment

or the house in Long Island
or the house in Florida?

Have you thought
about Hoboken?

Oh, I've thought
about a lot of things,

mainly how you would look
in a prison uniform.

- Prison?
- Attorney Wenrich: Embezzlement.

It's only Club Fed, but they still
make you wear the jumpsuit.

I'm sure you know that my husband
has hidden assets offshore.

I'm sure you helped him do it.

But you know where
those assets came from?

Embezzling money
from his own clubs.

Two sets of books, two sets
of cost reports, two sets of everything.

We found Ravenna Holdings,
Mr. Stern.

Simon,
don't admit to anything--

If she wanted me in jail,
she'd have gone to the Feds already.

What do you want, Madeline?

Bravo, James.
The robbery was a ruse

just so you could get
your hands on the books.

- Kantos told you, | take it?
- He didn't have to. | can add.

| brought the club to 20% profit, Simon.
But the numbers didn't show it

because you were hiding something.
All | had to do was find proof.

And give it to Madeline
so she could ruin me.

You won't enjoy
working for her, James.

- She's a tremendous bitch.
- So are you, darling.

You have the papers
for me to sign, James?

Oh, let me guess.
You bought Truth back from her.

And Verbatim and Syrup.
See, | think it's time for me to expand.

- Take care of yourself, James.
- You, too.

It was a pleasure
doing business with you both.

- This isn't over, James.
- Yes, Simon, it is.

But you were right about one thing.
Because of you,

I'm now exactly the man
| always wanted to be.

Ghost:
Angie!

- (sighs )
- Angela. Angie.

Go away.
| don't want to talk to you.

Look, look.
Stop, stop, Angie.

| made a deal with Madeline Stern
to beat Simon,

get Truth back
plus two more clubs.

- Fully legit.
- So you're totally clean?

- | will be.
- God.

What I'm saying is
everything that | said

would happen
is gonna come true.

Everything you ever
told me was a lie.

The problem is
it was a really good lie.

( elevator bell rings )

| could've burned you
yesterday.

But | thought about you
losing your kids.

| thought about you,
so | didn't do it.

| hurt someone else instead.

He deserved better from me,
| deserve better from you.

( keys jingling )

You still love me, Angie.

My career is over
because of you!

Just like you worked
to get those clubs,

| worked to get where | am--
where | was.

| know this never occurred to you,
but it's not just me.

It's my father in the home.
It's my nephew in college.

It's my sister.
My family depends on me.

And when Isabel Ruiz gives her
statement at my bar hearing tomorrow,

everything | worked for
goes down the drain.

But congratulations
to you, Jamie.

Looks like you got
everything you wanted.

Now go away
and leave me alone.

Can you do that one thing for me?
Can you leave me the fuck alone?

Thank you.

( elevator bell rings )

Goodbye, Ghost.

Tommy:
Okay, we all good.

| talked to Lobos
and he wants to deal.

Nah, Ghost don't suspect
a fuckin’ thing.

Hey, I'll talk to you later.
| gotta go.

- ( barking )
- Bell!

- Hi.
- (dog whining )

- Tommy.
- I'll give you a head start.

‘Cause when | catch you,
it ain't gonna be good.

Ghost sent me away.
| didn't want to leave you.

- He made me go.
- You better step your lying,

golddigging,
snitching ass off

or | will choke you out
in front of God and everybody.

Look in the bag.

| can prove I'm telling
the truth about Ghost.

Ask him about "Monica Moore."

| love you, Tommy.

- (whimpers )
- Bell, let's go.

( voices overlapping )

( gate bangs )

( speaks Spanish )

- (music thumping )
- (voices overlapping )

( camera shutters
clicking )

Man:
Wait here.

( hammer clicks )

Welcome to Truth.

Your boy already wanded me, man.
| ain't packin’.

Are you just gonna
shoot me right here, man?

I'm not here to kill you, man.

That was you in Miami,
wasn't it?

In the alleyway.
Got to the girl before | did.

| killed her
because Kanan told me to.

But I'm not taking orders
from him no more, man.

- He's fucked up in the head.
- Tell me something | don't know.

Shawn came to see you
the other night.

And after you sent him away,
he came to the shack.

Kanan shot him.

He told me to dump the body
so nobody could find it.

- Fuck--!
- That was it for me, man.

Ghost, you know
I'm a father, man.

If he could do that to his own son,
what you think he's gonna do to me?

It's exactly the same thing
| should do to you for workin’ with him.

( panting )

You wanna work
with me, huh?

What more
| gotta prove, man?

( distant car horns
honking )

He bought it.
Ghost thinks I'm on his side now.

- What about Tommy?
- (scoffs )

Motherfucker don't
suspect a thing, man.

Ghost think he got that white boy
in pocket like he always does.

Good. Tommy'll bring him
to the spot.

We'll take him out just like they did
Breeze back in the day.

You'll get rid of the body.
We'll have the whole crew meet,

tell ‘em how everything
gonna roll with Lobos.

So | ain't comin’ to the meeting?

Sure, we'll still be there
when you get back.

( scoffs )

| need you to reach out
to the Serb, Ruiz, and Drifty,

and explain to 'em
Tommy on our side now.

Ghost did him
just like he did me.

Greedy motherfucker
don't know how to treat a friend.

( lighter clicks )

This shit is good.

( speaking Spanish )

- ( clicks )
- ( keys jingling )

Ghost:
Vibora.

Ruiz:
Ghost?

- You heard Tommy got knocked?
- | heard he got out.

But Lobos is still inside.

Since Tommy didn't spill, the Feds
will need a witness against him.

So, I've done the math.

Lobos' best play is to eliminate
anyone who can talk.

Ruiz, the others
have only heard his name,

but you and I,
we've seen his face.

( speaks Spanish )

You want me
to leave New York?

Not just us, our families, too.

Lobos goes scorched earth.

I'm telling you, | need you
to go into hiding so that nobody,

especially Lobos,
will ever find you.

( classical music playing )

( pounding on door )

Guard:
Food's here.

( groaning )

The defendant, Angela Valdes,
is charged with the violation

of New York State
Unified Court System's

rule of professional
conduct 4.4A--

obtaining evidence that violates
the rights of a third party,

in this case,
a minor, Isabel Ruiz.

The New York State Bar
is also seeking

grounds for disbarment.

At minimum,
a censure against Ms. Valdes

on her permanent record.

| have reviewed all the exhibits
submitted into evidence

and I'm inclined to hear
the testimony of the witness,

Miss Isabel Ruiz, before hearing
any other arguments from counsel.

Ahem.

There has been a, um--

a change in the availability

of the witnesses,
Your Honor.

Miss Ruiz did not appear
this morning

and calls to her home
have not been returned.

- Recording: You've reached...
- Girl's voice: Isabel.

( line beeps )

Recording: I'm sorry, the inbox
you are trying to reach is full.

Ah, Isabel Ruiz
didn't show up, did she?

How do you know that?

( scoffs )
You got off scot-free.

What's going on?

Oh, right,
you were suspended...

so temporarily.

Lobos was stabbed
in his cell this morning.

Most of his network's been
eliminated in the past 36 hours.

Ruiz and his whole family
boarded a plane to California.

We lost track of them after they landed.
They could be anywhere by now.

Any other bodies?
Egan?

No, just Drifty,
Vladimir, and Lobos,

each with a spider
Loteria card left nearby.

The Jimenez. Looks like
they finally caught up to Lobos.

Looks like it.
He's in surgery right now.

Is he gonna make it?

It's anybody's guess.

( line ringing )

Pick up.
Come on, pick up.

Recording:
You've reached 347-555-0156.

- Please leave a message.
- ( beeps )

Jamie, call me back.

Yo, Tommy.

( trickling )

Tommy?

( door rattling )

Can't get out that way, Kanan.

| said it myself--
tight like a pair of balls.

( hammer clicks )

Where Tommy?
He got a gun, too?

He ain't here.

That wasn't part of the plan, was it?
Why he ain't show?

This how it's gonna go?
You just gonna shoot me unarmed,

like a little bitch?

"Unarmed," huh?
What the fuck is this?

This the gun you used
to kill your own son?

He wasn't my son no more.
He was your son.

( groans )

( crackling )

( grunting )

Agh-hh!

( grunts )

( light buzzing )

( rattles )

Put the fuckin’ wrench down.

( wrench clangs )

( clicks )

I'll do you just like you did Rolla.
Only you deserve it.

( grunting )

( crashes )

( gasping )

10 years locked up, | thought about
killing you a hundred different ways.

Put a gun in your mouth and watch
your brains hit the walls in your club.

| made you
watch me fuck Tasha.

| pushed you off the roof
of your bougie-ass crib.

| seen you dead so many times,

| was worried | wouldn't enjoy it
when | finally got my chance.

Boy, was | wrong.

Whoa, this is even better
than | thought.

( grunts )

( gasps, panting )

( wheezing, coughing )

( clicks )

You always talked
too fuckin’ much.

( lighter clicks )

( crackling )

( door opens, closes )

( liquid trickles )

( groans )

Kanan's dead, huh?
Yeah, | figured it'd shake out that way.

- | gave you the drop.
- Where the fuck were you?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- | could've been killed.

| was hangin’ out with her.

- You can't trust her.
- No, | can't trust you.

You paid her to leave.

She's trouble, man.

Just like Kanan was "trouble"
back in the day?

Like | was "trouble"
when | wouldn't help you kill Lobos?

You think I'm fuckin’ stupid,
don't you?

- Just like Kanan did.
- | don't think you're fuckin’ stupid.

You know what?
Maybe | am fuckin’ stupid.

Because | thought this was
some sort of midlife crisis shit--

fuck your bitch from high school,
play "what if," and move on.

And | thought when you got me
out of jail and burned Angela

that you were still the same old Ghost
underneath all the bullshit--

my brother.

But my brother's gone.

So I'm gonna do your lyin’ ass
a favor and take over.

I'ma distribute for Lobos
from now on

with Ruiz,
the Serb, and Drift,

and leave you to your precious
party planning, all right, motherfucker?

- Tommy, come--
- No, I'm gonna buy you out.

Just do me one favor and stay
the fuck outta my business.

There is no more business.

( chuckles )
The fuck does that mean?

They all knew
our names, Tommy.

Ghost:
They knew our faces.

Keeping them alive
was too risky.

The only way out
was to cut all ties.

Ain't nobody left.

So when | was hittin’ them up
and they was writin’ back,

that was you-- trickin' me?

So you could kill them
without telling me first?

Whoo.

They were disloyal to us,
Tommy.

All of ‘em.
They all deserved to die.

They was trouble, huh?

( hammer clicks )

So, what, Ghost?
Am | next?

- Tommy, don't do this.
- You got everything you wanted.

- What about what | want?
- We got a business.

We got a legitimate
fuckin’ business.

One more time
with that fucking shit.

That's your business.
This is my business.

It's the only thing
| was ever good at.

Fuck that.
You're great at it.

- But | got more to offer.
- You motherfucker.

No matter how much
your suits cost

or how many clubs
you ever own,

you just a ghetto-ass corner boy
from around the way

with a drunk for a daddy
and no mama.

- Motherfucker.
- You ain't changed at all.

So do it, motherfucker.

Go on, do it.

Prove to me that you
ain't nothin’ but a thug.

- Go on, do it!
- (hammer clicks )

Put the gun down.

You already
got yourself a new bitch?

Now.

You think
you traded up, kid?

Word of advice--
watch your back.

Have a nice life, motherfucker.

( door opens, closes )

( knock on door )

( sighs )

( sighs )

What the hell
happened to you?

It was a long night,
Angela.

How was your hearing?

Isabel Ruiz didn't show up.

But | think you know that.

| came to tell you Lobos'
whole New York syndicate

is dead or missing, but...

| think you might
know that, too.

- | heard.
- How did you survive this, Jamie?

Why are you
the only one left?

If | accept what you are
and | love you anyway,

what does that make me?

If | care about all of the things
you've done to get here,

| should walk out of here
right now and never come back.

You know what you should do?

You should call the Bar Committee
and accept the censure, too.

| should call my boss, make
a full confession, put you in cuffs.

But when | thought
you were dead, I--

| didn't-- | couldn't care
about any of that.

| can't get over you,

but | can't be with you, either.
| can't be with Ghost.

Angela,
there is no more Ghost.

- Ghost is dead.
- Forever?

After tonight,
Ghost is gone for good.

But James St. Patrick is real,
standing right in front of you.

- And very much in love with you.
- (gasps )

( distant sirens wailing )

I'm right here.

| have my kids,
| have the clubs,

and everything we ever wanted
can happen now.

( sighs )

And if | walk away now,
I'm just gonna be standing back here

a week from now,
a month, a year.

( chuckles )

If, from this point forward,

you can be everything
you said you would be...

| can't promise
| can forget everything, Jamie,

but | can try.

Girl, | still can't believe
that Shawn didn't say goodbye.

It's just not like him.

| mean, if he was in trouble,
he could've just come to me.

That's what we always
promised each other.

Maybe he decided he wasn't ready
to be a daddy to three kids.

| kinda understand
why he wouldn't say goodbye.

- You don't know that's the reason.
- (phone buzzing )

This could be him now.

Hello?

Yes?

This is Tasha St. Patrick.

J Early this morning J

- When you knocked
upon my door J

J Early this morning J

- When you knocked
upon my door... J

You sure
| can't take that for you?

You don't know where to go yet
and it's pretty dark back there.

- I'll show you later.
- All right.

And then you can take out
all the garbage you want.

( laughs )
You have a good day, baby.

Mm, you, too.
See you tonight.

< Me and the devil

Jf Walkin’ side by side J

< Me and the devil

Jf Walkin’ side by side J

J And I'm going
to see my woman J

S Till | get satisfied... J

You were only suspended.

If | call 9-1-1 right now,
you'll get arrested.

You'll be fired.

You don't have a signal
down here.

| just-- | just wanted
to tell you in person

what an amazing lawyer
| think you are, really.

After all this time,
I'm just--

| gotta say,
I'm impressed.

Even | couldn't defend
the case you laid out against me.

And | lived it.

Everything you told them
was a lie.

If you're not stalking me,
what are you doing here?

( thumps )

You burned me
to protect St. Patrick.

You fucking sold me out!

Because, you know,
your boyfriend's dirty.

You know he's Ghost, right?

He's going down, Angela,
and | swear to God...

you're going down with him.

( sniffles )

( door opens, closes )

This is my fault, Keisha.

No, it's not.

You didn't pull the trigger.

But | know who did.

Verbatim is not a total overhaul,
but | would like a new lighting rig.

- J Say, | don't see why... J
- Let me call you back.

< Keep on doggin' me around Jf

~ Must be that old evil spirit f

- So deep down in the ground... f

( lock clicks )

- J You may bury my body... J
- ( beeps )

~ Down by the highway side J

- (slaps )
- Holy shit, babe.

( laughs )

~ You may bury my body... f

( phone buzzing )

~ Down by the highway side J

- Was that my phone?
- Yeah, it was Tasha.

Wanna call her back?

J ...My old evil spirit f

~ Take the Greyhound bus
and ride... J

Nope.

< Me and the devil

Jf Walkin’ side by side J

< Me and the devil... J

( speaks Spanish )

J And I say... J

Tommy: Come on, hold on.
Take her off the leash, go ahead.

- I'm gonna take her off her leash.
- Tommy: Ready? You ready, girl?

Go get it!
Looks like she needs a little help.

- I'm gonna make sure she finds it.
- Tommy: Yeah, she's a little retarded.

You're fucking with
the wrong motherfucker, man.

You have an important call.

Who the fuck is this?

Thomas?

How is the girl, hmm?

And-- and the dog?

Look, jefe,

| didn't say shit about you
to any-fucking-body.

| believe
that you were not aware

of Ghost's plan
to compromise us.

You would never
sign up for that.

But you sent this motherfucker here
to kill me anyway.

No.

- | want us to work together.
- Music to my ears.

But first | need you
to do something for me.

Kill Ghost.

| know this will be
difficult for you,

so I'm going to make it
a very simple choice.

Kill Fantasma and become
my sole distributor

or | will kill the both of you

and the girl.
And the dog.

< Me and the devil

Jf Walkin’ side by side J

< Me and the devil... J

- (dog whines )
- J Walkin’ side by side J

f And I'm going
to see my woman... J

( speaking Spanish )

- Did | wake you up?
- No.

( sighs )

You okay, Angie?

Sure.

You okay, Jamie?

Yeah.

( distant siren wailing )

( water dripping )

( police radio chatter )

Structure
wasn't compromised.

These sprinklers
are still working?

Been vacant at least three years,
but plumbing's still up to code.

Come take a look
at the south door.

Why would somebody
break in here to start a fire?

( sighs )

The tool mark's
on the wrong side of the door.

Nobody broke in here.
Somebody broke out.

< | was innocent then,
| ain't do no wrong f

~ She said, "You Mommy's little man?"
| said, "Yep, uh-huh" f

J She was everything to me,
when she came, | just lit up J

~ Sunday morning
| was so sharp, all did up f

~ It was welfare or hustlin’,
they killed her for that J

I The first shot,
bullet wound in my back J

f I'm fucked up,
look at my sneakers, I'm fucked up J

J Now I'm on my own,
Mommy gone J

~ Sam said "You a young boy,
why your clothes look so old? J

~ You don't need fish, little nigga,
you need a pole J

~ You don't need no new kicks,
you need aOJl

~ Chop that, bag it,
get right back at it" J

~ That touched me,
it hit me in my heart J

< I'm a hustler, homie,
he was giving me my start J

~ lam what lam,
Sabrina's only baby J

J Practicing in the mirror,
pulling out my .380 J

J Aw, man, | fucked up,
Nana gonna kill me J

J Whenever shit can go wrong,
it always will, see? J

~ Seven grams of cocaine,
three grams of dope J

~ St. Mary medallion
hanging from my rope J

< Try to punk me
and my gun smoke J

~ Look, I'm out of control,
my gun go J

I Off like it's legal,
call the cops, you need to J

- Give 'em my description,
| ain't bullshittin' J

J My high school sweetheart
love didn't last long

Niggas start flashing
that bread and she was gone J

~ That hurt me
like the bullet in my calf J

~ Then my next girl
was a pain in the ass J

£1 got two shots left... J