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Previously on Wild Cards...

You know she's working
really hard to get you

outta here early.

Once we wrap up
our latest project,

we'll be set for life.

You. Me. Ricky.

I can't wait.

We'll leave everything
and everyone behind.

Because I know who killed
your brother.

Kid was in the wrong place

at the wrong time.

Tough luck for him,
but I had to take him out.

I've been waiting
for over a year for

a break in this case.

You can't be involved.

What do you got, Ricky?

Ellis, I found him.

His name's Billy O'Brien.
Nicknamed Zippo.

He's a mob enforcer.

We missed him.

He had a police scanner
in there.

He must've known
we were coming.

Damn it.

So, this parole board
walks into a bar.

Bartender says, "Hey, guys."

"How about a round
on the house?"

And they say, "Sure!"

"As long as no one's expecting
any good behavior

"from us tonight."

Wow. Tough room.

George Graham,
this parole board

has been convened to
determine your potential,

or lack thereof,

for reintegration and risk
to the community.

As you're aware,

the initial term
of your incarceration

has been truncated

due to your daughter's
cooperation with the police.

And I want you to know
how grateful I am

for this opportunity.

We need more than gratitude.

We need assurance that
you understand

the impact of your crimes
on your victims.

Genuine insight can be
a strong indicator

of personal growth.

Absolutely.

The time I've had
inside these walls

has given me a lot of
opportunity to reflect and...

understand how I came
to be here.

I've been doing this
a long time, Mr. Graham.

But this situation is unusual,
to say the least.

So, this is your time
to tell us what you've learned

and why we should believe
that you are now ready

to become a law-abiding
citizen.

Like most life stories
you've probably heard,

mine begins with
a mixed up childhood.

I won't bore you with
the whole soap opera,

but the bottom line is,
by the time I was 16,

I was out and on my own.

Go on.

With no parents,
no family and no money,

the streets will chew you up
and spit you out

unless you figure out
how to survive.

I was at my lowest,
most desperate moment

when I met someone who taught
me how to do just that.

Survive.

He became my mentor,

teaching me the craft of
the con artist trade.

I knew it was wrong.

But when you don't know where
your next meal is coming from,

you do what you have to do
just to eat.

Anyway, in time,

he became like
a father to me.

So, I worked really hard at
everything he taught me.

And the harder I worked,
the better I did...

the more proud of me
he became.

Having this time
in here to think...

I've come to realize

I wasn't seeking money
all these years.

I was seeking approval.

Affirmation that
I mattered to someone.

To anyone.

So, where did
all that get me?

In here.

There's so much I wanna do
with the time I have

left on Earth.

I wanna give back to people,
not take from them.

I wanna be a contribution
to society, not a detriment.

But most importantly...

I wanna be a proper father
to my daughter.

I wanna be the kind of father
I never had.

Nothing means more to me
than that.

Hallelujah.

Fresh air.

Sunshine.

Davis, my man,
this is a two-clam day.

I don't get it.

Well, you know, happy
as a clam?

This is definitely
a two clammer.

What's wrong?

Just really gonna
miss you, man.

Don't worry, you can keep
the remainder of

my charcuterie of
the month deliveries.

I guess we both have good
reasons to celebrate today.

I asked my girl to marry me.

Wh-- really?

Well, congratulations!

You're a good man, Davis.

You're gonna make
a great husband.

I couldn't have done it
without your help or advice.

You're just really good
at this relationship stuff.

People are my business.

Listen, if there's any way
I can ever repay you...

You'll be the first to know.

Sweet, sweet freedom!

Hey.

We did it!

Oh...

You did it.

Uh... both of you did it.

This is only
the beginning, guys.

What's going on with
our other project?

One last piece to
fall into place.

And then we'll be
sitting pretty.

When can I see it?

Oh, patience,
young grasshopper.

You wouldn't rush Picasso,
would you?

No, I'd just forge him.

I mean, any five-year-old
with a Sharpie

could do what he did.

Dad! You just got
out of prison.

You know what?
You're right.

Let's get outta here.

I never wanna see this
godforsaken place again.

Okay.

I'm almost done and then
you can have a little catnip.

Not too much.

I'm overdoing it lately.

All right.
Should we give it a try?

I'll take that as a yes.

We did it!

I can't believe it.

We did it!

Yeah.

Daniel would've loved this.

Hey, Chief.
What's going on?

Are you sitting down?
I got news.

Sounds like bad news.

On the contrary.

I've just been informed
the federal authorities

have caught your
brother's killer.

And voila!

Home, sweet home.

Wow. Swanky.

Yeah. Lots of period details.

Original flooring and
gobs of natural light.

As long as there are no bars
on the windows, I'm happy.

You guys look pretty
settled in here.

I thought this place was just
temporary until I got out.

Yeah. For sure.

There's nothing here we can't
leave behind in a flash.

No attachments.

Material, emotional
or otherwise.

Hey, Max?

Yes, absolutely.

It's Ellis.

What's new from tall,
dark and surly?

I'm so sorry, guys. Um...
I gotta get to the station.

Now?

I thought you were all done
with that cop stuff.

I'm out.
You're off the hook.

Yeah, I just got a few
loose ends to tie up.

Okay? It won't be long.

I just got out.
You're leaving already?

Stop pouting.

Ricky's gonna make you lunch,
and then I'll be right back.

Okay?

Muah.

Loose ends, my ass.
Something's up.

Ah, don't mind her.

Okay. Are you hungry?

Am I hungry?

Does Rick Springfield
wish he had Jessie's girl?

Can Jack Nicholson
handle the truth?

Does Kim Kardashian
have a juic--

O-kay! Okay.

Let me... let me
get you something.

In the meantime...

What's this?

There's some videos
you're gonna wanna see.

Ah, come on, Ricky,
I'm not that lonely.

Not those kind of videos.

Sit.

Watch.

And George...
Take your time with these.

It's a lot to take in.

Well, hello, old friend.

Well... here
we are.

Hey. I got here
as soon as I could.

That's Billy O'Brien.
Otherwise known as Zippo.

And we're sure that's him?

We're about to find out.

Kid was in
the wrong place

at the wrong time.

Tough luck for him,
but I had to take him out.

Well, I heard the kid had
a brother who's a cop.

The name is Cole Ellis.

Nah.
I don't need to worry.

Ain't got no connection to me.

Hey, I gotta go.

That's your voice, Zippo.

Not much point in denying it.

Yes, it is.

So you admit to shooting
Daniel Ellis two years ago?

You already got me admitting
to that in the recording.

What more do you want?

I wanna know who hired you.

In my business...
you don't ask for names.

I get the call,
I do the job.

What did you mean when
you said Daniel Ellis

was in the wrong place
at the wrong time?

That's all he told me.

I don't know what place
or what time.

But the kid must've seen
something he shouldn't have.

I didn't get
any more details

because it's none
of my business.

Who was the client?

I told you, I don't know.

You're lying.

And you're takin' the pass!

I give you a name and
I get shivved in the shower.

I suck it up. I do my time.

15 to 20, I'm back
on the streets... alive.

Show's over, folks!

Get me a lawyer!

No.

No, this is far from over.

Zippo was just
the trigger man,

and you know it.

Somebody else ordered
that hit,

and we need to find out
who and why.

That's true.

We need to press him harder.

He's signing a full confession
right now.

He's accepted
the maximum sentence.

The prosecutor's drawing up
the paperwork as we speak.

So, where's the task force
that was assigned to this?

What do they have to say?

Both this department and
our federal colleagues

have spent an enormous amount
of time, money and manpower

to find this person.

What's that supposed to mean?

That they just gave up.
They don't care anymore?

It means I share
your frustration.

Look, if we keep pressing
him now,

he could give us everything.

With a full confession,
we don't have

any leverage over him.

Then pull the deal.

That would mean
taking this to trial.

The prosecutor will not risk
losing a slam-dunk conviction

on a murderer.

So, now, after two years of
tracking down every lead,

turning over every stone,
obsessing over every detail,

when we were literally
this close

to getting the whole truth,
you want me to just stop?

You?

Yes.

Any further attempt on
your part to force the issue

could be construed as
a conflict of interest,

and may actually jeopardize
the conviction.

Is that what you want?

Ellis, we are family
in this department.

I give you my word.

I will keep this case open
and alive until

every last person involved
is caught.

Now, you and Max have done
an amazing job

the last few months.

And of course, we'd like all
our cases to be wrapped up

with a neat little bow.

But, you know,

things rarely work out
like that.

That is not good enough
for me.

And it shouldn't be.

And I hope we get all
the answers someday.

But for now...

I need you to prepare
that this is as far

as it may go.

To that effect,

why don't you take a few
days off?

No.

No.

Not when I'm this close.

For your own well-being.
It's a lot to process.

Right now, your job is
to take care of yourself.

Li.

Wow.

You know what?

I'm gonna leave before
I say something I regret.

Max.

Max.

Let him blow off some steam.

He's right.

We're so close
to the whole truth.

If we just
keep investigating--

You're forgetting there
is no 'we' anymore.

Your father's been released
from prison,

and my dream team is done.

Yeah, technically,

but I am more than happy
to see this through.

Max, I am very proud of the way
you've turned your life around

and all you and Ellis
have accomplished.

To be honest,
your success rate

has also helped my campaign
for mayor.

The election's still
a couple days away, but...

I'm ahead by three points.

Well, I'm happy for you,
but I don't--

All good things must come
to an end.

Must they?

Commissioner?
Your car is ready.

Ah.

You'll have to excuse me.
I'm, um...

cooking risotto on
the morning TV show.

That's politics for you.

Cheer up, Max.

As my campaign says...
there are better days ahead.

Tell that to Ellis.

Anybody order some
deep fried comfort food?

I told Ronnie you were
having a tough day,

so he gave me extra packets
of that DayGlo orange sauce

that you like.

Well, thanks, but I don't
have much of an appetite.

Talk to me.

What do you want me
to say, Max?

I'm happy we caught
the shooter?

That I have some...

overwhelming sense
of closure?

Because I don't.

I want you to
tell me the truth.

The truth is, for the first
time in my career,

I honestly don't care about
the rules anymore.

I'm not gonna let this go.

I can't just put it aside
and wait.

Not when I'm this close.

Well, you heard Russo.

She's not letting you anywhere
near this case.

And Yates, Simmons, Li?
They can't help you either.

I know.

God, if I could just get Zippo
alone and talk to him.

He knows more
than he's telling.

Well, he's in the system now,
so you can't get to him

without anyone finding out.

But I think I know
someone who can.

Maybe because
I'm getting older, or...

maybe because today
is Father's Day.

But I've been thinking a lot
lately about my dad.

I was an only child,
and I grew up

in a small town, and...

we always had
next to nothing.

And when my dad came back
from Vietnam,

he tried his best
to hold it together.

But then we lost
Mom to cancer.

Then we lost the house,
and after that, well...

I guess he just couldn't
do it anymore.

So, one morning, I woke up alone
in our cheap motel room,

and this bag was
next to my bed

with all my clothes,
some comic books,

a deck of cards,

and this note pinned
to a $10 bill.

I am so proud of you and
the man that you have become.

Take care, son.

I was 13 years old and
I never saw him again.

But I understood what
he was going through

and I didn't blame him.

Hell, he knew
I knew what to do.

And it turned out this bag
was the best thing

he could've ever left me.

You don't believe you can fit
your whole life

into a sack this size.

That is, until you feel
the heat coming for you.

Then you'll find room
to spare.

Because nothing...

absolutely nothing,

matters more than
your own freedom.

And, you know, over the years,
I always wondered if

we'd ever run into
each other again.

And for all I know...

maybe we did somewhere.

We just didn't recognize
each other.

Go figure.

So glad you're back.

Hey, Dad.

It's good to see you, too.

Everything okay?

I just wanna let you know
I'm never gonna

leave you again, honey.

Got it.

Whatever you need, honey,
I'll always be here for you.

Thanks, Dad.
You're the best.

Ellis.

George.

Congrats on the early release.

Couldn't have done it
without the two of you, so...

from my heart... thanks.

Well, I'm glad you're in
such a grateful mood.

Why?

We need a favor.

Actually, I need a favor.

Of course.

You've given me
the greatest gift of all.

Freedom.

And thanks to you,
I'll never set foot

on those concrete floors
or lay eyes on that

barbed wire ever again.

The least I could do is try
to make it up to you two.

How can I help?

We need you to go
back to prison.

George, you know you don't
have to do this.

I mean, you did just get
released a few hours ago.

Ellis had almost
as much to do

with my early release
as Max did.

And now he's the one
that needs help,

and you know the rule.

Yeah. Always lend a hand
to those who need it.

There's our guy.

Davis.

George! Hey.
What's going on?

Looks like I'm cashing in
that favor a little earlier

than I expected.

Of course. Anything.

What do you need?

You ever hear of
a rooftop handshake?

Uh...

What are we doing on the roof?

Hey!

You Zippo?

Who's asking?

I'm Snake Eyes.

This is my associate,
Crazy Pete.

You don't wanna know
how he got that name.

Now we're gonna ask you
a few questions.

You make it easy...

you can go back to your cozy
six-inch spring mattress.

You make it hard...

you can take a dive
off that roof.

You understand?

And who the hell are you?

Wrong answer.

Wait.
Come on.

Now, look, we're just
looking for some

friendly information.

You killed a man
with connections,

so we're gonna need
some answers

about the death of
Daniel Ellis.

I'm not telling you
a damn thing.

So be it.

Ah! Hey! Come on!

Hey!

Ah, God!

Ah, put me down!
Put me down!

Happy to.

Don't think you'd be happy
with the fall at the end.

Okay, okay. Please, man!

I'll tell you
whatever you want.

Don't kill me!

All right, then spill it.

They made me wait for him.

In the alley, uh,
between 12th and Mill Street.

At 9:00.

And kill him... kill him
when he arrived.

And then drop the body
across town,

in a park off of 3rd.

Okay.

They wanted me to make it
look like a mugging.

Why?

I don't know! Okay!
I was just following orders.

Who gave the order?

I had a guy who used to throw
jobs my way. All right?

Reggie Babs.

What?

Reggie was an inmate here.
Got the shiv six months ago.

That's all I know!

I... okay, I swear.
I swear.

Please don't throw me over!

Hey! Hey!

Oh! Oh!
No, no, no, no!

Hey! Oh, God!
Please, no!

Get gone, worm breath.

Thanks, Davis.

Are you kidding?
This was fun.

I felt like
I was on The Wire.

Oh, you're fine.

Are you sure that's
all that Zippo knew?

Trust me, if he knew
anything else,

he would've shared.

That guy was squirming
for his life.

Now it finally makes sense.
The body was moved.

I always thought it was strange
that nobody heard

a gunshot in the park.

By the look of the alleyway
at 12th and Mill Street,

it's totally deserted.

Yeah, the perfect place
to kill somebody.

All right, so we have
some new information.

What now?

Now we talk to Tyson.

Who's Tyson?

He's a kid Daniel
used to work with.

He'd be in his 20's by now.

He aged outta the system
and fell back in

with a rough crowd, so...

Daniel started playing
basketball with him

on Tuesdays to help him
get back on track.

Including the Tuesday
that Daniel was murdered?

Tyson said he was playing
basketball with Daniel

the night he was killed,
but...

that can't be true
if Zippo killed him

across town at the same time.

Why would Tyson lie?

That's what we gotta find out.

Tyson? Hey.

I'm Daniel's brother.

Appreciate you talking
with me.

I was hoping to ask you
a few questions.

Is this gonna take long?

I just got off work.

I already told the police
everything I knew back then.

Look, they just picked up
Daniel's shooter,

and we're going over
the case files

one last time.

Can you tell me about
that night?

Uh...

Daniel and I shot
some hoops,

like always.

And, um...

Who won?

Uh...

Me.

Then the next day I heard
Daniel got killed,

and I was like... whoa.

Shocked, you know?

What time did you guys
meet up at?

9:00.

9:00.

You sure it was nine?

Yeah. Yeah, we always met
at 9:00.

Uh, are we done?

Yeah. That's great, Tyson.

Thank you.

Well?

He's definitely lying.

Did you get anything else
out of him?

No, but I didn't expect to.

Then why bother talking
to him?

So we could follow him.

He was so nervous when
I was interviewing him,

I knew he'd run right
to whoever got him to lie.

Then this place must be
connected to Daniel's hit.

That's what I'm thinking.

It could even be a hub
for whoever hired Zippo.

So, who owns it?

Elena Ramos.

She's owned
the Granville Jazz Club

for the last six years.

Does Elena have
a criminal record?

No, nothing to speak of.

Divorced.
18-year-old kid named Samson.

Samson Ramos.

God, I know that name.

Ricky, look in the box
that I left there.

It's Daniel's case files.

There's a list of all the kids
that Daniel worked with.

Should be the first one
right on top.

Can you check and see if
Samson was one of them?

Yup. Here it is.
You were right.

I knew it.

There's a note here,
it says Samson was never

questioned by the police.

So, what does it all mean?

We just got one step closer
to solving Daniel's murder.

Cynthia Smith?

That's right.

Hi. I'm Cole Ellis.
Daniel's brother.

The detective.
I remember you.

We met at, um...
Daniel's funeral.

I'm sorry.

That day's a bit of
a blur for me.

Of course, um...

What can I help you with?

Uh, I was looking for some
more information on a kid

that Daniel was working with
here at the center.

Why?

There's been a development
in Daniel's case.

Well, I think we both know
any information concerning

our kids here is confidential.

I know, and I understand.
But...

Look, this kid could be
the key

to solving Daniel's case.

Come with me.

I'll tell you what I can.
For Daniel.

Thank you.

What was this boy's name?

Samson Ramos.

Oh, wow.

Samson.

When he first came to us,

he had already fallen in
with some bad people.

He was a tough case.

I couldn't even
get through to him.

But Daniel...

he saw a sweetness in him.

A sort of, uh, thoughtfulness.

Daniel could see the good
in just about anybody.

Well, one day...

I caught the kid with drugs
here at the center.

So, what happened,
did you kick him out?

Nope.

Daniel made it his personal
mission to make sure

he got through to Samson.

So, with Daniel's help,
he turned things around?

Oh, yeah.
180 degrees.

Before long, Samson was
mentoring other kids

here at the center.

Daniel saved that kid's life.

Do you know where
he is now?

No idea.

He came by here looking
for Daniel the day after

he got killed.

I had to deliver
the news to him.

I'm sure that was difficult.

Yeah.

How did he take it?

Like every other kid
I had to tell.

Devastated.

He'd become a fixture
around here.

A real dedicated mentor.

So...
a couple of days later,

I wondered where he went.

Did you reach out to him?

Well, I end up talking
to his mother.

And she said Samson was

so broken up about
Daniel's death that, um,

he didn't wanna
come back here.

I thought that was kinda odd.

So, I called again
the next day.

And that's when she said
he was gone.

Do you know where he went?

Well, his mother said
that she sent him outta town

to live with his aunt.

And then she told me
never to call again.

I remember her being
very terse about it.

Did that strike you as
suspicious at the time?

Yes and no.

Daniel was a flame,

who burned bright for
a whole lotta people.

With that extinguished?

Even I wanted to run away.

No, trust me, I did too.

And I did, in a lotta ways.

You don't think he had
anything to do

with Daniel's death,
do you?

I don't know.

I hope not.

There's one more thing.

Do you remember a kid
named Tyson?

Yes.

Did Tyson and Samson
know each other?

No. Tyson's older.

They never would've
crossed paths.

All right.

Well, I appreciate you taking
the time to talk to me,

and I know you didn't have to.

Thank you.

Anything for Daniel.

You're welcome.

Detective.

Yeah.

I once asked Daniel

why he stuck it out
with the difficult cases.

He said because life
wasn't easy.

But anything could
be accomplished

with a little tough love
and a lotta hard work.

That sounds like Daniel.

He said he learned
that from you.

I still can't find anything
on Samson Ramos.

It's... it's like he
just disappeared.

Okay, this is what we know.

Daniel was killed
right here

in the alley
behind Mill Street,

and his body was moved
to the jogging path

across town, to make it
look like a mugging

near his house.

Okay, so Tyson lied about
seeing Daniel, twice.

The second time,
after talking to Ellis,

he went straight to
the Granville.

Where he was let in
by Elena Ramos,

owner and operator.

Whose son Samson was
mentored by Daniel

and disappeared days after
Daniel's murder.

We're good at this.

Yeah, we should start
our own police department.

No, there's no money in it.

If I could just talk
to Samson,

he could tell us
what happened.

Well, I just found him.

What? How?

Well, I wasn't getting anywhere
using the name Samson Ramos.

But of course, he's not gonna
use his real name

if he's in hiding.

So, I tried his mother's
maiden name.

And voila.

He's in his first year
at college out east.

Someone moves away
and changes their name,

they don't wanna be found.

But why wouldn't Samson
wanna be found?

What does he know?
What did he see?

Well, his mom sent him away
right after Daniel's murder,

so that couldn't have been
a coincidence.

No.

Maybe he's guilty
of something.

Or he saw something
and he's scared.

I need to talk to him.

Now that I know who he is...

I can get you
his number pronto.

No, it's gotta be
face to face.

If I call him,
he'll just hang up on me.

The woman at the center
was very clear.

Him and Daniel
were really close.

Okay, Ricky will get you
a flight,

and we'll figure out
what's really going on

inside that club.

I'm gonna need a new outfit.

On it.

No.

Hey! You may be
a good detective.

But wardrobe...

that's my department.

Yeah.

You guys have done
enough already,

and I appreciate it, okay?

But Daniel was my brother.

I'm willing to take this risk,
but I can't ask you guys

to do the same.

When's he gonna get it?

I don't know.

Look, Daniel was your family.

But you're our family now.

Ride or die, amigo.

Can't shake us now, babe.

We're in this till the end.

I don't know what to say.

Say you'll pay
for her new outfit.

Because I can guarantee you
it will not be cheap.

Oh, yeah, it definitely won't.

Nuh-uh.

No.

All right.
What are you thinking?

How are you gonna infiltrate
the club?

The less you know,
the better.

No, I'm serious, Max.

What's going on?
-Shh!

Shh is not a plan.

Shh! Shh!

Don't worry.

I got a plan.

Hello, this is Carmen.

Carmen.

This is Duke Calloway.

I'm a talent scout
from down near Jackson.

I had the pleasure of being
introduced to your

musical stylings by a friend
who gave me your demo.

Oh, my.

And which friend
might that be?

A good one.

Now, let me tell you,
when I listened to your demo,

I was shocked.

Shocked, I'll tell ya.

Why?

I could not believe
the velvety, luscious,

smooth voice I was
listening to

came from someone
singing down in that

dusty old Granville.

Why, thank you.

Music is my life, but it
sure doesn't pay the bills.

Oh, sounds like you're
in need of an opportunity.

And if you listen,

I believe you'll hear one
knocking right about now.

Okay.

I shared your demo with
a colleague of mine

who works in
the cruise ship business,

and she's prepared to
offer you a one-year contract

to perform in one of her
Caribbean Festival

cruise ships.

And let me guess,

you're going to ask me
for a cut?

No, not at all.

I'll have my friend
send your agent,

I believe her name
is Anna Silvers,

the paperwork.

And I get a cut
of their cut.

You spoke to my agent.

Now the cruise leaves tomorrow
from Miami,

which means you'll need to be
on a flight tonight.

Tonight? I have a show.
I can't just leave.

Oh, it's a tough call.

I understand.

But let me tell you this.

I believe there are moments
in life that define a person.

Forks in the road that change
the course of our lives.

And, Carmen,
this is one of those moments.

Turn around.

Miss Carmen.
Shall I take you home to pack?

Damn.

What's up, Elena?

A headliner just canceled and
we have a full house tonight.

In a jam, doll?

Saleena LaFleur.

A little birdie told me
you're behind the eight ball,

and here I am,
a canary without a cage.

I have no idea
what you just said,

but I do need a singer.

Now.

Where can I change?

♪ I don't care
if Monday's blue. ♪

♪ Tuesday's gray,
and Wednesday too. ♪

♪ Thursday, I don't
care about you. ♪

♪ It's Friday, I'm in love. ♪

♪ Monday, you can fall apart. ♪

♪ Tuesday, Wednesday,
break my heart. ♪

♪ Thursday doesn't even start. ♪

♪ It's Friday, I'm in love. ♪

♪ Saturday wait. ♪

♪ And Sunday always
comes too late. ♪

♪ But Friday never hesitate. ♪

♪ I don't care
if Monday's black. ♪

♪ Tuesday, Wednesday,
heart attack. ♪

♪ Thursday never looking back. ♪

♪ It's Friday, I'm in love. ♪

♪ Saturday wait. ♪

♪ And Sunday always
comes too late. ♪

♪ But Friday never hesitate. ♪

♪ I don't care if
Monday's blue. ♪

♪ Tuesday's gray,
and Wednesday too. ♪

♪ Thursday, I don't
care about you. ♪

♪ It's Friday, I'm in love. ♪

Shall I say it or do you
wanna have the pleasure?

Saleena LaFleur,
you're hired.

I worked on my set list.
You wanna take a look?

No Sinatra. Makes
Carmine Lugosa emotional.

Brings down the whole bar.

Well, how will I know
who Carmine is?

He's a big guy.
Really bad ties.

You can't miss him.

Elena, uh, Lock's here.
He just parked outside.

Damn it.

Who's Lock?

None of your business.

Elena.

I'm guessing that's Lock?

Stay away from him.

Okay. Okay.

So... who's he?

Word of advice,
the key to working here

is you don't see nothing,
you don't hear nothing.

Hey.

Who is that guy?

That's Roman Lock.

He's one of the biggest
crime bosses in the city.

No arrests.

I saw Elena hand him
an envelope full of cash.

My guess, it's
protection money.

Sounds right.

Doing some digging
and this is one bad dude.

Drugs, extortion, gambling.

And he doesn't play nice
with people who cross him.

Murder?

That's definitely
in his bag of tricks.

Wait, how are you looking
all this up right now?

Aren't you driving?

He's not the one
behind the wheel.

Dad, you just
got out of prison!

You don't even have
a license!

Actually, I have nine.

How's the gig going, sweetie?

Well, I'm singing
for likely murderers.

But... other than that,
it's great.

My set list is
coming along nicely.

Yeah, well, the other
singer's definitely living

her best cruise ship life.

She sent me a selfie
from the buffet.

Wait, that job was real?

Of course it was.

I am deeply connected in
the cruise ship world.

Besides, what do
we always say?

The best cons are the ones
where everybody wins.

I know.

Where are you guys going?

To check out Tyson's place.

We know he's lying to us.

With Ellis away
and you at the club,

we wanted to make sure
this trail didn't go cold.

Yeah, maybe something will
show up that'll give us

an idea of how
Tyson's connected.

Wait, does Ellis know
about this?

Not strictly.

No, but he
should know.

When you want
paperwork done,

you call your boring
cop friends.

When you want some breaking
and entering done,

you call us.

Well, I can't argue
with that logic.

Just be careful, okay?

Hi.

Samson?

Yeah.

Cole Ellis.

Daniel's brother.

Yeah.

Yeah, he talked about you
all the time.

The hero brother
who puts bad guys away.

Yeah, well, I'm...

I'm here because there's
some more bad guys

that need to be
put away.

Specifically the ones
that killed Daniel.

What does that
have to do with me?

I think you know something
about his case

and you're afraid
to talk.

I'm sorry you came
all this way, man.

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

Look, Samson,
he was my brother.

Okay?

Just hear me out, please.

Look, you think I don't know
how crazy it is

to come all this way?

Asking someone for help
who I don't even know.

Because I do.

Okay, but that's
what I'm doing.

Daniel spent his whole life

helping people that everybody
else gave up on.

People like you, Samson.
And I'm just...

I'm just asking those people
not to give up on him.

Look, I already told you.
I don't know anything.

Find someone else
to help you, please.

Samson, just...
just wait, okay?

Enough, man!
Leave me alone.

Just take this, okay?

I know you got more to say,
and I know you're scared.

But if you change
your mind, call me.

Let me guess, Carmine?

I'll lay off the Sinatra.

Hey, what a great surprise.
But shouldn't you be studying?

Hey, hey!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Slow down.

Are you okay?

Samson.

You have nothing
to worry about.

They're just tying up loose
ends, that's it.

They already caught the guy
who did it.

What do we say?

You didn't see anything.

You don't know anything.

You weren't there.

Exactly.

I know.

Okay.

I love you too, buttercup.

I'm gonna call you
later, okay?

Okay.

You okay?

I pay you to sing.

Not to be nosy.

Look, I don't mean to pry.

I can just tell when people
are upset.

And a boss bitch like you?

I'm sure people forget to
ask you how you're doing.

I'm fine. It's, um...

It's just my kid.

Oh.

I didn't know
you were a mom.

What's their name?

His name is Samson.

Do you have any pictures?

Yes.

He has kind eyes.

Just like you.

So, what's wrong?

I, uh...

I sent him to go and live with
his aunt a few years ago to

stay outta trouble at home.

But then something just
happened over there.

It's just really hard to have
your baby so far away.

And you can't get him
to come back?

It's not that simple.

Well, it sounds like you're
doing what's best for him.

That's what a good mom does.

But I know it's easier
said than done

when you're that far apart.

I lost my mom when
I was a teenager.

And there's nothing
I wouldn't give

to have one more hour
with her.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Yeah. You just... learn to live
with it, you know.

It's not like
you can change it.

Elena?

Duty calls.

Yeah.

I'm ready to talk.

I wanted to tell the truth
about what had happened.

I really did.

But my mom said no.

She said it was too dangerous.

Samson, I'm gonna protect you
and your mom, okay?

No matter what it takes,
I promise you'll be safe.

Now tell me what
you wanted to say.

I'm the reason your brother
is dead.

Still got it.

Come on.

Let's get going.

There's no telling when Tyson
might be returning home.

Wow, for a low-level criminal,
Tyson's living pretty large.

Well, he's been couch surfing.
This is his friend's place.

Look for anything that might
give us an idea

why Tyson lied about being
with Daniel the night

of his murder.

Oh, God.

What is it?

Judging by the contents
of this fridge,

the guy's a vegan.

Leave the fridge alone!

After two years of
prison food,

I can't help myself!

But you could lock me up
for the rest of my life

and I still wouldn't eat tofu
balls and cashew cream.

George, focus!

What now, a party?

Hey.

What are you doing here?

I just finished
talking with the kid.

He's terrified,
but he's telling the truth.

What'd he say?

Samson was there.
He heard everything.

Roman Lock sent a hit
on Daniel.

He's the reason
my brother's dead.

And now we need
to find him.

Well, not a problem.

I'm looking at him right now.

What?

Max, stay away from him,
he's dangerous.

All right?

Samson just agreed to testify,
and I'm bringing him home.

We're gonna end this.
Now.

Okay, just get home fast,
Ellis.

All right.

You're a damn cop.
And you're gonna die.