All language subtitles for Wild Rose s01e07 Wild Rose.eng

(gentle music)
(singer vocalizing)

* Steady ascendin',
mindin' my business *

* My intuition
led me to vision *

* Mission to leave a
legacy for my decisions *

* No breaks in my

(bag rustles)

(somber music)

(suspenseful music)

* If I'ma risk it all, might
as well go crazy in here *

* There is no rose
without thorns *

* Through rose colored
glasses I see the future *

* This is the "Wild Rose"

* I've been tryin' to rewind
time but, baby, it's too late *

* If I'ma risk it all, might
as well go crazy in here *

* Since I'm all the
way deep inside *

* I might as well go crazy

* About to go crazy in here

- [Reporter] A shooting
overnight at the home studio

of popular engineer
Equalizer, also known as EQ,

has left a music
community in shock.

- Somaya, I told you
- While details remain limited - to keep the latch on the door,

- multiple sources confirm
- even if I'm gone

- that internationally
- for 15 minutes.

- acclaimed singer Somaya
(Somaya crying)

- was present when
- He's dead because of me. - the incident occurred.

- Because I was selfish and I,
- Authorities have not released information regarding

any suspects or the motive
- I dragged him into my mess with Bingo.

- And we left him there, Rose.

And we fucking left him there!

- [Reporter] Speculation and
heightened concern among her-

(switch clicks)

- We had to.

There was nothin' else
we could have done.

(Somaya crying)

It was too late.

(Somaya crying)

(bag rustles)

I did get you a bacon,
egg, and cheese biscuit.

Hash browns.

- I said no bacon.

- I thought you said mo' bacon.

(Somaya sighs)

- I've been getting calls
from a Detective Brose.

- I told you to
keep your phone off.

- I didn't answer it.

You think they're tracking us?

- Can't be too careful.
Did you talk to anyone?

- No, just, just Carmen.

When she called to
make sure I was okay.

- Do you think that she's
the one that told Bingo

that you was at the studio?

- Hell no! No, she hates Bingo.

She wouldn't do that.

Damn.

I can tell you don't have
a lotta close friends.

Maybe someone was watching Q?

We have to go down
to the station.

- No, I can't let you do that.

The best thing for us to do
is to not talk to the police.

- What do you mean?
We can't do that?

My friend is dead!

And they tried to kill
me, multiple times.

He's behind all this shit.

Those guys last night,
they had orders.

They knew exactly what they
were going there to do.

(notification chimes)

(soft tense music)

I thought you said no phones.

- Did you see anything?

Did you get a look
at their face?

- No, they had masks.

But one of them did
have a scorpion tattoo on his left hand.

(soft tense music continues)

(Somaya screams)
(gun fires)

(soft tense music continues)

(both sigh)

(soft tense music continues)

- I need to tell you
something, Somaya.

Those people that came to
the studio are professionals,

and they're very dangerous.

And I'm one of them.

- What do you mean?

- The people that came after you

at your album release party,

we work for the
same organization.

- (chuckles) If you were one
of those people, I'd be dead.

- You should be if I
actually did my job.

- Your job?

No, I'm the one that hired
you after I fired Big Head.

That's your job.

- You're not the only
person that hired me.

- Hired you to do what?

- To kill you.

(soft ominous music)

- Rose?

Hey, you're scaring me, okay?

I can't tell if
you're joking or not.

- Somebody's paying good money.

I was supposed to do it when
I was first assigned to you,

but somethin' didn't feel right.

That hesitation
turned into doubt,

and doubt turned into
my search for the truth.

Same people who killed EQ

are the same people
that I work for.

They came after you because
I wouldn't follow through.

(suspenseful music)

(Somaya breathing raggedly)

(gun cocks)

You don't wanna do that.

- I'm doin' it!

And you taught me how
to use it, remember?

Give me one good
reason why I shouldn't

blow your head off
right here, right now.

It would be self-defense.

- I'm the only one that
could save your life.

- You lied to me, Rose!

You've always been
secretive about who you are

and what you do, and
now I know it's 'cause,

it's 'cause you're
a fuckin' murderer!

- If I was gonna
go through with it,

you would already
be dead, Somaya.

- And you'd be in jail.

Remember? I'm fuckin'
famous, world famous!

- It's not about what they know.

It's about what they can prove.

And I'm very good at
covering my tracks.

I assume you've never
killed anyone before?

- You don't know what I've done.

- First thing you wanna do is
take the gun off of safety.

You forgot about that?

(tense music)

(Somaya breathing heavily)

There you go.

Next, you wanna put your
finger on the actual trigger.

(Somaya breathing heavily)
(tense music continues)

Now I gotta warn you,
aim? That's hard.

That gun got a
lotta recoil on it.

You need a tight grip.

Don't drop it.

Let's just say you
get a good headshot.

Brain matter will
splatter everywhere.

Can you handle that much blood?

- Good thing there's
a maid service here.

(fist pounding)

- [Officer] Police, open up.

- Look at that.
(chuckles) Right on time.

- Did you call?

- I should have.

(fist pounding)

- Police! Open up.

- This is when you have to
make a decision, Somaya.

Either pull the trigger,

or put the gun away and
trust that I'm on your team.

- I have another option.

I could report you
for being a killer.

(fist pounding)

- Open up!

(suspenseful music)

What's going on in here?

I yelled, "Police,"
several times.

- We thought you
had the wrong room.

- I'll be damned.
Somaya, is that you?

- How can we help you?

- We had a noise
complaint, Mr. Roosevelt.

Is everything okay, ma'am?

(tense music)

Ma'am, is everything okay?

- Everything is fine.

- Are you sure?

- I said I'm fine.

- Okay, sir, I'm gonna
need to see your ID,

and I'm gonna search
you for weapons.

- Hey man, I didn't
do anything wrong.

- I didn't say you
did anything wrong.

This is procedure, and I gotta
add your name to the report.

So now if you would
please turn around

and put your hands
behind your head.

Put your hands behind
your head. Now!

(tense music)

(handcuffs rattling)

(both grunting)

What the fuck?

(handcuffs click)

Fuck. (grumbling)

What do you think you're doing?

- What the fuck was that?

Isn't that assault?

- I didn't hit him.

- Oh shit. Shit, shit.

(officer grunts)

- You have a choice to make.

* Go, go, go, let's go

* Let's go

* Go, go, go, let's go

* Let's go, go
* Let's go

* Go, go

- Where we going?

* Sayin' you with it, let's go
* Yeah

* Standin' on business

* Let's go
* Oh yeah

* Go, let's go, go, let's go

- I didn't even get a
chance to eat my breakfast.

* Let's go, let's go,
go, go, let's go *

* Sayin' you with it, let's go

* Standin' on
business, let's go *

* Look, what up, though

* Racks for shows, that
right there ain't new to me *

* We both know
that she's a pro *

* She eat up slow,
no chewin' me *

* I eat yours and
leave some dough *

* That for sure gratuity

* So I say no and
keep my dough *

* 'Cause that little
throat ain't new to me *

* What up, bro, hope you know

* I keep a zoe or two with me

* If it's war I hit them bros

* And they're gon' roll,
don't fool with me *

* We was poor, was on the
floor, and now we rose *

* Could you believe

* 'Cause now it shows when
they impose about the dough *

* It's true indeed

* Niggas be steppin'
on business *

* They do

* Watch how you
steppin' to niggas *

* Watch, watch

* They get the check
and it's finished *

* True
* They ain't no regular niggas

* They pop

* They see on the check and
they know what I'm reppin' *

* So niggas expectin'
on winnin' *

* Sheesh
* They're not guessin'

* They know what I'm nettin'

* They see on my
neck is a tennis *

* Baby, the rules apply

(engine rumbling)
(phone beeping)

(bass-heavy mellow music)

(tires crunching)

(doors thudding)

- Surprised you didn't
make me wear a blindfold.

- Oh, I would've if I had one.

(Somaya sighs)

(door thuds)

- Exactly how I pictured it.

- What do you mean?

- Bland. Bare.

Straight to the point.

You know, I could hook you up

with a really great
interior designer?

- No thank you.

I don't need a
Mario Bellini couch

or a Alexander McQueen rug.

I'm good.

- Where's the rest
of your family?

- We don't really
take photos like that.

(Somaya sighs)

- Well, I feel
special. (chuckles)

So, what makes us safe here?

- Excuse me?

- You said that the people

that you work for
are professionals.

Can't they track you here?

- I just moved here
five months ago.

I installed signal
jammers in all the walls

so cell phones don't work here.

Only way to dial out
is the house phone.

- Cell phones are
jammed. Got it.

- Yeah, I know this is a lot
for you to process, earlier?

But I do appreciate you
looking out for me. For us.

That was the right thing to do.

- Don't let me down.

- Yeah, so upstairs to the
right, that's the bathroom.

I do have hot water,
unlike the motel.

So, make yourself comfortable.

But not too
comfortable. (chuckles)

(door clicks)

- Okay.

(water pattering)
(gentle music)

* Say you do the
things you want *

* You move the way you wanna

* You thought we didn't know

* Baby, you're the problem

- Rose?

* Just meet me in the middle

- Rose?

* Don't make me act
a little like you *

* Ginger my, Ginger my

* Ginger, my baby

- Rose?

* Oh, why

* Ginger, my baby

* Wonderin' how

* Oh, why

* Ginger, my baby

* Oh, why

* Calling me your
lover ain't the same *

* I can see your
picture in the frame *

* Makes me wonder
why you even came *

* Yeah

(waves lapping)

(gentle music)

* Into the unknown

* The abyss carries my soul

* Sunken by this touch

* My body yearns
for his presence *

* A chemistry so cosmic

* It burns but we gotta let it

* Yeah, I said it

* Said it, yeah

* Overdosin' on your kiss,
trippin' off your touch *

* Faded off the time we spent

* Talkin' silly,
layin' up, yeah *

* If this is high as it gets

* I'm not ever coming down

* I'm not ever
coming down, yeah *

* The buzz is movin' in

* Need you to drown it out

* Be my sweet escape

* You'll be my way out

* Our gravity's collidin'

* Our axis alignin', yeah

* You take me higher

* Higher

* You take me higher
* Yeah, yeah, yeah

* Higher

* I wanna go higher
* Yeah, yeah

* Higher

* Keep takin' me higher
* Yeah, yeah, yeah

* Higher, oh

* A passion is ignited

* Surrounded by the flames

* Surrounded by the flames

* We're soaring with the fire

* Our sparks remain untamed

* Untamed

* Overdosin' on your kiss

* Trippin' off your touch

* Faded off the
time we've spent *

* Talkin' silly, layin' up

* If this is high as it gets

* I'm not ever coming down

* Yeah
* Never coming down, yeah

* You take me higher

* High
* Higher

(Somaya breathing heavily)
* You take me higher

* High

* Higher
(Somaya groaning)

* I wanna go higher

* High
* Higher

* Keep takin' me higher

* Higher, oh

- How did this happen?

- Right place, wrong time.

It's a part of the job.

- How many people
have you killed?

- I'd rather not say.

- That many?

Do you wake up in the
middle of the night

with cold sweats like
they do in the movies?

- Somaya.
(Somaya chuckles)

This is real life, okay?
(both chuckle)

- So you have an icebox
where your heart used to be?

(both chuckle)

- I've convinced myself that
I do it for a good cause,

so I don't question it.

- Until now?

'Cause of me?

- It's evident that
you didn't deserve it.

- How do you know? Huh?

How do you know I'm not
some crazed criminal

who sliced up my neighbor
and put them in the freezer?

(both chuckle)

- Nah, I seen that fridge and
I know you haven't touched it,

or the pots and pans, and
you ain't (indistinct).

(Somaya laughs)

These things I know.
I know these things.

- That would be accurate,
okay? (chuckles)

When we first met, you told me
not to ask about your family.

Is now a good time?

So, you are married.

(somber music)

- My wife left me,
took my daughter.

It's been five
months and 23 days.

- Why did she leave?

- For the same reason
you wanted to shoot me.

She found out who I really was.

When I got shot, I
was at my lowest.

She wanted me to quit.

I guess I didn't
quit fast enough.

(somber music continues)

- I'm really sorry.

That must be very hard for you.

(somber music continues)

- I'm still lookin'
for 'em every day,

and I won't stop until
I find my daughter.

(somber music continues)

- I scheduled an
interview for tomorrow.

Off the record, no
one knows about it,

but I need you to take me.

- I don't think
that's a good idea.

- Well, it's not
a bad one either.

Look, if anything happens to me,

I want people to know
my side of the story.

Okay? My truth.

Before they start
believing all the rumors

on Beyonce's internet.

Rose, people think I'm dead.

Okay, I, I owe it to EQ.

Please?

(water lapping)

(traffic whirring)

- What's up, roommates?

It's your girl Timbe,
and today we got somebody

I've been trying to get
in here for a minute.

Miss Somaya in the building!
(Somaya chuckles)

Hey, girl!
- Hey, girl.

- How are you?

- I'm doin' okay.

But a long-time friend
of mine was killed,

and I just wanna send my
condolences to his family.

- Well, I have seen the news.

It is a terrible situation.

But I did hear that you
might've been there.

Did you see anything?

Do you know who mighta done it?

- I just want that, I just
want his killers to be found

and for justice to be served.

That's all I'm gonna
say about it for now.

- Okay, I hear you, and
rest in peace to EQ,

but on a lighter note,

everyone is focused
on this new album.

People are loving it.

- I'm happy people like it.

- What's your favorite
song from the album?

- I don't have one.

- Come on, girl,
you gotta have one.

- I just record the music,

release the music,
and then move on.

- Okay. And what is
Somaya moving on to?

- I'm here to say that
this will be my last album.

- What are you
talking about, Somaya?

Does this have anything
to do with the news

that broke the other
day with Big Bingo?

At your label, selling all
of Platinum Prime's catalog?

Including yours?

- When you work your
whole life for something

and someone snatches
it from you,

doesn't give you much
motivation to keep going.

- But you and Bingo are seen
as a power couple in LA.

You two seemed like
you are so in love.

- When you love someone,

you want them to get
what they deserve.

I've made that man
very, very rich.

I've toured all over the world,

I've poured my heart and
my soul into every song.

Only for Bingo to sell
them like hot cakes

on the dollar menu.

(somber music)

I just want for the
artists that come after me

to be treated fairly.

- Shut that shit down.

- Nobody deserves to
be taken advantage of.

- I get what you're
saying, but I'm just...

Oh, oh, really?

Oh, oh, okay. I'm not
gonna argue with that.

So, it looks like we have
to end the interview.

- Wait, what?

- I just got word to
wrap it up, like, now.

I don't know why, but Somaya,

it was so great
having you on today.

- Yeah, yeah. Thank you.

- Yeah, girl.

- Somaya, it's time to go.

(tense music)

(phone buzzing)
(tense music continues)

- Oh, okay.

- Kevin. Yeah, I see it.

Look, I'll show you
everything's gonna be just fine.

(tense music)

(gun cocks)
(glass breaking)

(keys clacking)

(glass breaking)

(tense music)

- Fuck. Don't, fuck.

(keys clacking)
(tense music continues)

- Yari.
- Did you really

have to break my fucking window?

- [Intruder] Don't make this
harder than it needs to be.

(tense music continues)

- The paperwork's right, right?

- Definitely. All good.

- Okay.

Kevin. Kevin.

Listen, it's Bingo.

I'm at the restaurant right now

waiting your arrival
room with my attorney.

We are ready to sign
the contract, okay?

As far as Somaya,
she's an artist.

Okay, she's fucking emotional.

And I know the interview
went viral, okay?

But trust me, in a few
days it'll die down.

People tend to move
on to the next thing

that they're fake mad
about, if that makes sense.

And I give you my word, Somaya
won't say anything else.

Okay. I'm here.

(sighs) Fuck!

I swear to God, man, if I
lose a $40 million windfall

due to this bitch
doin' an interview

on "The Shade Room," I don't
know what the fuck I'ma do.

- Excuse me, sir. Your
party has arrived.

- [Bingo] Oh, he's here.

(tense music)

- So you all started without me.

(chuckles) Dang.

- Rose, I don't recall seeing
you on the reservation.

How the fuck did
you know I was here?

- I told you when we first
met that I could get to you,

anytime I want.

- So you got me. Now what?

- I just wanted to
congratulate you on the deal.

You're about to be
filthy fuckin' rich.

Mind if I order some
Sauvignon Blanc?

My man, Sauvignon Blanc.

(wine sloshing)

Ah. Thank you.

On Somaya's dime, of course.

Your biggest asset, the
one you put a hit out on.

(Bingo scoffs)

- How dare you walk your Lenny
Kravitz lookin' ass in here

and disturb my business meeting?

Accusin' me of puttin'
a hit on my own artist.

The blasphemy. (chuckles)

(paper rustling)

The fuck is this?

It's your job. Read this shit.

- You knew Somaya wanted out,

but she became someone you
could no longer control,

too opinionated.

So what do you do?
Sell her masters.

(Bingo scoffs)

And as a added bonus,

you take out a $10 million
life insurance policy on her.

Now, you tellin' me
that's just a coincidence?

- Rose, you're
talkin' about shit

you have no idea what
you're talkin' about.

Lemme tell you somethin'.

My very first artist,

I gave him a million-dollar
signing bonus.

And you know what
happened, Rose?

He got shot and killed before
releasing one fucking record.

You think I got my money back?

Nope. Gone.

It was spent on cars,
jewelry, and his hos.

Never again.

I take an insurance policy
out on all of my artists.

- That doesn't change the fact

that artists are worth
more dead than alive.

You know that.

- Jerry.

We don't take these
accusations kindly, Rose.

- Oh, these accusations aren't
meant to be taken kindly.

I'ma warn you, Bingo.

Leave Somaya alone.

(Bingo clears throat and snaps)

- He doesn't wanna
talk anymore. Let's go.

- Hey, I remember
you, man. (chuckles)

It didn't end too well
for you the last time.

- This isn't the last time.

- (chuckles) Hey, come on, man.
Look, let me just finish my wine, okay?

Oh, y'all gettin' excited, huh?

Yeah, a'ight. Just have a sip.

Mm.

(tense music)

Good shit.

(kick thuds)
- Watch it.

(glass breaking)
(woman shrieks)

(dramatic music)

(Rose grunting)
(punches thudding)

(fighters grunting)
(punches thudding)

(body thuds)

(dramatic music continues)

(kick thuds)
(Rose grunts)

(dramatic music)

- Come on, boy.
(punches thudding)

(both grunting)
(punches thudding)

(dramatic music continues)

- My God.
- Oh shit.

(gunfire popping)

- You know what?

My mama told me to
never trust a nigga

that look like he
exfoliates anyway.

- Come on, Bingo.

Let's start all over, man.

- You're too late, Rose.

(gun clicks)

(tense music)

(gun fires)

- Next time I won't miss.

(tense music continues)

Tell me about your
deal with Civil.

- Who the fuck is Civil?

(gun cocks)

- I don't have fuckin'
time to play today.

- Oh, the staffing agency.

Only paid Civil to hire you
for somebody's bodyguard.

Contrary to what you or
the public eye may think,

I love Somaya.

I helped that girl when
the world wouldn't.

I gave her a car, I gave
her a place to live,

I even gave her family money.

I had the hottest producers
out to work with a unknown.

Hundreds and thousands of
dollars outta my pocket.

I even had to put my house
up to take a loan out

to cover some of those costs.

Yeah. Somaya didn't
tell you that, did she?

Complained about
everything she didn't get.

Somaya's worth millions, and
she's still not satisfied.

That's not my problem.

All I want what's in
my contract. That's it.

Nothin' more and nothin' less.

- And what about EQ?

- I hate to hear about
a Black man bein' slain,

but fuck him.

Once I found out he
was helping Somaya

rerecord her debut
album to undercut me,

I filed a cease and desist.

I went the legal route.

I had nothing to do with
that boy's murder. Nothing.

(tense music)

- If not you, then who?

- I'm not a fuckin' detective.

I make records. Hit records.

(tense music continues)

(wind whooshes)

- I tried, Yari.

I really tried.

But you were sloppy.

You put your own self
in this situation.

I can't help you
anymore, baby girl.

- You lied, Yari.

You stole, almost 30
grand wired to an account

with the name Mariana Rivers

to an address in
Rancho Cucamonga.

Problem is we checked.

There's no one with that
name at that address.

Please tell me you didn't
send money to Summer.

- I saw the order.

You were going to kill her
because he wanted to quit

for a simple life
with his family.

I did it for Rose.

- You were always too
nosy for your own good.

Even as a little girl.

You think I'm
heartless and cruel,

but I did it for Rose also.

- What are you talking about?

- Summer is no
innocent housewife.

There are things
above your pay grade,

things you do not know.

- Well, I know that
you kill at will.

And I know that Summer
and Aurora are all that Rose has got.

- No, you're wrong. He's got us.

We're his first family.

But sometimes family
requires some tough love.

- Tough love.
- Mm-hmm.

- What, by being willing
to kill your son's wife?

Torturing me.

- I do what I have to do to
protect what we've built.

(tense music)

- [Somaya] (chuckles) No way.

No.
- Yeah.

(Somaya laughs)

- No.
(both laughing)

No, I don't believe you.

- [Visitor] No, it
happened. Really.

- That is crazy.
- Yeah.

- [Somaya] I'm gonna tell him.

- [Visitor] Please do.

- [Somaya] I'm gonna
tell him you told me.

- [Visitor] Yeah, please.
Please, tell him I told you.

- No way. Oh my...

Hey, Rose. You have a visitor.

Said he was an old friend.

(gun cocks)

- I wouldn't do that
if I were you, Rose.

It won't end well.

- How the hell you
know my name, Bolden?

- I think it's only fair that
I know the name of the man

that has tried to kill me twice.

- And both times you
magically escaped.

- I escaped to spare your
life not to save mine.

Besides, my knees
are startin' to hurt.

Tired of runnin'.

Somaya, can you give us
a little privacy, please?

We got some things to discuss.

- Somaya, go in the
room and lock the door.

(Somaya breathing raggedly)

(footsteps thudding)

What do you want?

- I just wanna talk, Rose.

I come in peace.

- With a .45
caliber aimed at me?

- Oh this?

That's the peacekeeper.

- Who the fuck are you?

And how did you find
out where I live?

- You have questions.
I have answers.

But first, is that an
Opus One red blend?

- So I assume you want
me to pour you some?

- No. If you don't mind,
I'd like to pour it myself.

Till we develop a little more

(cork pops)
trust for one another.

(tense music)
(wine sloshing)

(tense music continues)

- You see, this is bigger
than everybody here,

even you, little girl.

Now where are they?

(electricity zaps)
(Yari cries out)

Where are they?

(Yari gasping)

- I don't know.

- You do know. You know.

Where are they, Yari?

(electricity zaps)
(Yari groaning)

(Yari whimpering)

- I cannot help you with this.

- You can and you will.

(electricity zaps)
- Stop!

Stop it now.

That's enough.

- Excuse me?

- I said stop it.

There's got to be another
way to handle this.

- Oh, what, it was
okay when it was Rose?

But now it's your
little Yari and you,

you step into daddy
protection mode?

- Yeah, she broke the rules.

She deserves to be punished,
but just not like this.

- Listen, the sooner we
get to Aurora and Summer,

the sooner we gain
control back over Rose.

Rose is a problem, Franklin.

Chase can't seem to get
his together to handle it,

and now Yari.

Fix it, Franklin. Fix it.

(soft ominous music)

(cattle prod thuds)

- Darling.

Baby.

Your daddy loves you.

You always marched to the
beat of your own drum.

Hey, now's not the time.

I need you to think
about yourself, babe.

Save yourself. Hmm?

Tell Joyce everything. Please.

(Yari whimpers softly)

- This is, uh, it's a
nice place you got here.

Not cheap.

You must get paid pretty
well to do what you do.

- This isn't about me.

- Oh, it's all about you.

You, Joyce, Franklin, and Civil.

- How do you know about Civil?

- I am Civil. I'm
the first assassin.

- What?

- Yeah. Way back when.

You lookin' at the
original, the OG.

The first assassin
they recruited.

- How?

- I was a five star sniper
in the Marine Corps. Oorah.

You know what that means?

I took a lotta lives.

Only an injury took me out.

But I guess my work
didn't go unnoticed

'cause soon I was approached
by some very powerful people

with a mission for me

to knock off a
congressman in the Valley.

(scoffs) That guy
was a piece of shit.

But I was a machine back then.

A shell, I guess
based on all the lives

I had taken in the military.

Eventually, I got to recruit.

I recruited other
people from my unit,

including Joyce and Franklin.

That's when things changed.

Power corrupts.

Then the hits became
more about money

than they became
about the mission.

I didn't agree. I wanted out.

They didn't like that.

So it wasn't like the
military. I knew too much.

So the hunter became the hunted.

- You escaped Civil?

- The only way I knew how.

I faked my death, disappeared,

never to be heard
from again until now.

Somehow Civil got wind
that I was still alive.

They put me in the guillotine.

I don't even know if
they still call it that,

but they know that
I know everything,

where all the bodies are buried

and who funds the organization.

But what's fucked up is that
she sent you to do the hit.

- Why? I'm one of the best.

- If you say so.

Joyce is selfish. Trust me.

She's got her own motives
for wanting to silence me.

- I don't understand.

- Before my indefinite
sabbatical from Civil,

I was in love with that woman.

She was in love with me.

We were in a relationship,
a forbidden relationship

'cause she was already
in a relationship.

Franklin didn't know
anything about any of this.

But her second born is a
product of that relationship.

Born in '89, raised thinking
Franklin was his father,

raised to become an assassin
and hired to kill me,

his real father.

- Yo, man, what are you sayin'?

- I'm singin' it.
I already said it.

- Why should I believe you?

- You already do.

(tense music)

I've had this since
you were a baby.

You are my only living relative.

I never wanted you to
be a part of this life.

She raised you in this shit!

But here we are.

You're your own man. I
can't tell you what to do.

So I guess the point of me
telling you this is this.

Now I am Civil's biggest problem

and I don't want you
getting in the way.

So no more attempts on my life,

because even though you are
my own flesh and blood...

You understand?

Can I have that back?

It's the only one I have.

- [Rose] Civil Code number 10,
never reveal your identity.

Why would he break it?

* I've been inside so long

* How do I get out

* How do I get out

* I've been in my mind so long

* How do I get out

* How do I get out

* Yeah

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