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Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Bobby,
this is my sister, Sydney,

and this is my brother-in-law,
Anthony.

Bobby, the beach boy.

- I'm in need of legal counsel
that doesn't mind

getting their hands dirty.

- This has something
to do with your husband's

legal situation, right?

- This has Carolyn
written all over it.

- Now, that last shipment
of semiconductors

we got from Korea,
all of them are faulty.

But from what I hear,
our new business partner

is not one
to take bad news well.

500,000.

- Do you know
what you just did?

I just won.

- Is that a friend of yours?
- No, not really.

Hm.

Mm.

- But you're a friend of mine.
- I know.

You gonna play with it
or are you gonna take it off?

Come here with your fine ass.

Yeah.

You know what?

Being locked up in a room with
a man naked for three days,

that's about my limit.

But, anyway, my boys
are on their way back,

and we both need
to get back to work.

I understand.

- But, boy,
was that a lot of fun.

Keep on playing,
we ain't never gonna leave.

What you gonna do?

Oh, that guy is something else.

What in the--

What the hell is he doing?

Mm-mm-mm.

Morning.
- Morning.

Yo, talk about a morning.

What is up with Anthony?

They're having problems with
the chips in the new phones.

What are you doing here anyway?

'Cause I thought you would
be over at Bobby's.

- Well, I'll have you know
that he's in town

for a business meeting,
and I'm not about to be

accused of taking anything.

Like, he got
way too much jewelry

and way too much cash
just laying around.

I'm not dealing with it.

- Seems like
you are afraid

you're gonna steal something.
- Steal something?

No, not me.
Never.

No, listen, I just know when
I have, like, a good thing,

and I'm not about
to mess this up.

- I got the bacon for me,
vegetarian for you.

You know.

- Food looks good, though.
- Mm-hmm.

And I like this shirt.
It feels so nice.

You know, it's silk.

- Yo, so are you
gonna get this?

It's Anthony's.

- All right, well,
want me to go take it to him?

- Oh, no, no, no, no.
- I could go take it.

I could go get a closer view.
- Release it.

- And I could take it to him.
- No, no, no, no.

Thank you.
I'ma take it to him.

- I needed a closer look.
I needed a closer look.

Whatever.

All right,
so, I mean, who's texting?

Bruh, what is the text message
just sent--

It's--it's Vanessa.

Vanessa Britton?

See, this is why I told you
that we should have

whooped her ass the other day.
Let me see.

No, no.

You don't need
to see nothing.

So what does it say?

It says--let me see.

It says, "none of
your damn business,

so stay out of mine."

That's what it says.

- Yeah, you know what?
You're right.

I'ma mind my business.
- OK.

- But I will tell you this,
though--

if I knew the passcode,
I would just unlock it.

That's just me.

I would unlock it.

It's Peter.

He wants me to come over.

- Man, this dude
don't give up, do he?

- You want me to block him?
- No, no.

It's all good.

This way, we gonna have
a hell of a harassment case.

When I'm done with him,

I'ma run him
and his daddy out of town.

- But this was
very much so needed.

- Yeah?
- Hell yeah.

OK.

Well, maybe we can meet

for lunch or perhaps dinner.

I'm a good cook.

I make a mean linguine
with clam sauce.

- Mm.
- Mm-hmm.

- OK, sounds delicious.
- Yeah. Mm-hm.

And maybe some shrimp cocktail.

And then we could open up
a bottle of wine

and continue enjoying
one another's company,

like we are now.

Um...

Adora?

Mm-hmm?

- I mean, look,
that's nice, and--

and I would love to, but...

I'd like to keep things,
um, casual between us,

if you don't mind.

- Yeah.
Yeah.

Casual is fine for me too.

You know, I--

I totally
don't want to rush things.

So...

Agreed.

I say what,
how about breakfast?

Hm?
- Sure.

I could eat.

But...

Mm.

- I'd like
something else first.

What you waiting on?

- Oh, I just got home.
Come on now.

Yeah, yeah, come in.

- We definitely have
the right house.

- Oh, yeah.
What we got over here?

You just leave
your door open like that?

- This is Sag Harbor,
not Bed-Stuy.

You know that, right?

Huh.

Yeah.

Besides, I'm a police officer.

I'm the last person
anyone would want to rob.

How can I help you gentlemen?

- Well, actually, sir,
we're here to see Peter Lane.

For what?

- Oh, you--
you must be Peter's father.

OK, I'm--
I'm Cornelius Moore.

Yeah, I know who you are.

What I don't know
is what you want with my son.

- Oh, well,
you know, truth be told,

we've actually been following
his journey

for some years now.

And I must admit,
hey, we're impressed.

Very impressed.

I mean, hell, we actually
thought he left the sport

until we found out
last week that he was

signing up
for the Olympic trials

and moved out here
to Long Island.

Huh.
- Yeah.

I thought it would be better,
more safe for him.

I figured the fresh air would
get him ready for the trials.

Oh, come on now.

Why go through the trials
when he can go pro?

Matter of fact,
you can retire as a cop

and live fat off his boxing.

You know?

All you gotta do
is have him sign with us.

- Do I look like
the type of man

that would live off his son?

Hm.

We'll think about it.

All right.

If you don't mind--
and this is all due respect,

sir, I would love to just--

if I could just talk to him,
you know, fighter to fighter.

You know what I mean?
- Right.

Yeah.

- The people in the desert
want ice water,

but that's not gonna happen,
now is it?

OK.

- Besides, we're gonna go pro
after the trial.

So don't waste your time.
- Oh, come on now.

Why wait?

He's ready now.
And guess what?

We're ready for him.

I'll decide when he's ready.

I appreciate you two gentlemen
driving all the way

out here to waste your time,

but the Olympic trials
are on Peter's radar for now.

- Oh, OK.
You know, that's a good goal.

- Yeah.
- Real good.

Yeah, good goal to have.

And no doubt
he'll make the team.

But, um--

- But I'ma jump in here
for one second.

But he'd be leaving a whole lot
of money on the table.

Can I--
can I show you something?

Now, listen.
Don't get it twisted.

The Olympics--
the Olympics are cool, right?

But let me tell you what
the Olympics ain't doing.

They ain't putting no money
in his pocket, OK?

And making that paper,
that's what it's all about.

Right now, I'm willing
to offer your son

a six figure signing bonus,
all right?

All he got to do
is be a part of my team, huh?

It's a lot of money.

You just walk around with it?

- Well, I mean, I'm no cop,
but who gonna mess with me?

And besides,
this is not my money.

This is your money--
you and your son.

- Yeah, all you got to do
is have him sign with us.

- That's it.
- Little hardheaded.

I said we're not signing
anything right now.

- Hm.
Come on, pops.

Do you want to make
a better life for you?

Huh?
A better life for your son?

- You know what?
Let's leave it alone.

We're just
gonna leave it alone.

Not everybody is meant to be--

ooh God, how can I say it?
- Just say it.

Successful.

Not everybody
is meant to be successful.

BTB, we got, like,
four champions already.

- That's right.
- OK.

And it looks like
we have to go someplace else

to find our fifth.
But so be it. Let's go.

OK.

- But listen,
very nice to meet you all.

- Yeah.
- Very nice to meet you.

Please, you tell--you tell
your son that I stopped by.

You're the new chump?

Oh, I mean champ.

I like him.

I mean,
I really like this dude.

All right, let's go.

- These don't come
all the time brother.

These don't come all the time.

- I don't ever ask you
for nothing, Martin.

- Yes, you do!
- Come on, man.

All I'm saying is I need you
to have my back on this, bro.

Jesus Christ,
is that too much to ask?

- Malcolm, I'm not denying
that you've looked out

for me over the years, bro.

But you don't want me to have
your back on this one.

You want me to take the blame,
and I'm not doing that, man.

- I swear, man,
you are one of the most

selfish dudes I've ever met.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

- Now I'm selfish?
- Yeah, if the shoe fits.

- You are the one
who made the fool-ass decision

to buy a damn painting

for half a million dollars,
Malcolm.

And now because
I won't take the blame for it,

I'm supposed to be selfish?

You sound crazy as hell.
- Hey.

You act like I was the only one
bidding on that painting.

- You weren't the only one
that was bidding,

but you were the only one
who bought the painting

for $500,000, Malcolm.

What the hell is going on?

Answer me, damn it.

- Mother, we won two paintings
at the auction.

- Well, I told you
to make a few purchases.

So what's the big deal?

We went a little over budget.

- You went
a little over budget.

How much?

Martin, this is
your area of expertise.

So how much did you screw up?

Wow, that bad, huh?

OK, Mother, look.

I didn't screw up anything.

I bought a piece for a steal
that will double or triple

in the next two years
in value for $75,000.

That's what I did.
- OK, that's a solid move.

So what's the problem?
How did we go over budget?

Talk to your other son.

- Did you buy
a painting, Malcolm?

I did.

I invested in a piece
that was a bit more.

But the demand was high,
and the auction

got a little intense.
- Oh, you got a little intense.

- But I won because
Brittons are winners.

And Mother,
this piece is magnificent.

You're gonna love it.

- The cost of this
magnificent piece?

$500,000.

How much?

- A half a million dollars.
- Is he fucking serious?

And what is the estimated value
of this painting?

$150,000.

- And how much
will this painting

appreciate by next year?

- OK, look, Mother,
this is the thing.

The price of art is infinite.

So it can grow up
to 1 million, 2 million.

We won't know until next year.

But it's a pretty solid piece.
- Yes, yes, Mother.

As Martin is saying,
it's not as bad as it seems.

The bidding went up
as high as $450,000.

I am certain
that we can recoup.

Oh!

And I'm certain
that this is not gonna be bad

at all for me, Malcolm.
- Oh.

Well, that's good.

- Oh, no, it's good for me,
but maybe not for you.

Because you just bought
that magnificent piece,

I'm taking the $500,000
out of your bonuses.

Huh?

Wait, Mother, you mean bonuses
as in plural, like me and his?

- Did I stutter?
- But why mine?

This isn't--

- Because you didn't stop him,
did you?

So you're just as responsible.
- Mother--

- When it comes to art, you are
your brother's keeper, Martin.

And sweetheart, I hope you
enjoy your magnificent piece.

Because you a dumbass.

Dumbass.

Giraffe-neck looking.

Come in.

What can I do for you
this morning, Mr. Bowen?

- Well, Your Honor,
my client, Moses Britton,

was scheduled to be released
this past Sunday,

and unfortunately,
that didn't happen.

Yes, I'm aware.

I issued a temporary stay.

- I don't understand.
Why was I not informed?

My client has the right
to due process.

I agree.

However, prior to this case
being overturned,

there were no objections
by your client's victims.

It would seem that has changed,
along with some new evidence,

very incriminating evidence,
I must add.

What kind of evidence?

I'd like to address this
formally

as soon as possible, sir.

- It's just a temporary stay,
Mr. Bowen.

All you have to do is file
a motion with the clerk

in the morning.
You know the drill.

- Sir, this entire ordeal
has been--

it's been quite frustrating
for Mr. Britton.

I see it has.

Now, if there's nothing else...

I have a case to preside over.

- All right, so tell me again
why we're going all the way

to Wyandanch
to solve this problem

instead of getting on a plane.

- Look, I have
our product development

and manufacturing teams working
on the problem right now.

Look, if you don't
speak Korean,

you're not gonna be
any help to them.

Besides, that's what
we pay them to do.

Remember?

- What if a decision
has to be made on the fly?

- Look, that's what
they have cell phones for.

They'll call.

Besides, me and you
have bigger fish to fry.

Bigger?

What can be bigger
than fixing phones

that I've been working on
half my life?

How about understanding?

Look, you're smart
as shit, Anthony,

but you're also naive as shit.

Now, me and you need
to be on the same page

or one or both of us
gonna end up dead, man.

God, here we go.

You know what, you need
to cut it out with this

conspiracy theory shit, man.
- Come on.

- I mean,
just because Alexander Cora

used to be
a defense contractor

doesn't make him a killer.

Act like the dude's
John Gotti or something.

- Look, yeah, well,
at least with John Gotti,

we'd know
what we're up against.

- Oh, stop it!
Cut it out, man.

Look, no.

Look, now what kind of friend
or business partner

would I be if I just stuck
my head in the ground?

- When we leave
where we're going,

then I'll shut up.

Wow.

- This one, by far,
is one of the nicest houses

in the community
that is not on the beach.

But you have a cabana area
and a pool to enjoy.

And let's not forget
the community's private beach.

Wow.

So what's the square footage?

- About 6,000--
6 bedrooms, 6 and 1/2 baths,

and it sits on an acre.

- I like it.
Very sexy.

- Great.
Let me show you the primary.

Six, seven, eight.

- When the hell were you
gonna tell me, Pop?

- What are you talking about?
Tell you what?

- You met with Bobby Boyd
and Cornelius Moore.

Yeah, yeah.

Look I'm sorry, man.

I was gonna tell you,
but I didn't

want you
getting caught up

in all the hype
of those two dudes.

Man, them guys
aren't good for you.

Peter, just trust me, a'ight?
- Says you.

Pop, they're offering
to take me pro.

Yeah.

Bruh, I know you're upset,
but, you know--

Upset?

You lied to me,
and that's the one thing

you said you would never do.
- Hold up.

I didn't lie to you, all right?

I told them we needed some time
to discuss it

and we'll make a decision.

Now, I was gonna come to you.

Just waiting
for the right time.

You don't take the first offer.

- Pop, you know
who that was, right?

Oh.

- That's Bobby
"the Beast" Boyd,

the middleweight
champion of the world,

the leader of the BTB,
the most winningest team

in the last 10 years.

And Cornelius,
well, he the biggest promoter

since Don King.

I know who they are, son.

They're a bunch of crooks, man.
I'm trying--

- Pop, they can make us
with the snap of their finger.

Bobby says
that I could be champ.

Wake up.

You're already a champion.

Why do you think they want you?
Huh?

Come on, man.

You can take and sign that
damn contract if you want to.

You won't be fighting
in the Olympics,

at least not this year.

Come on, man.
Come on.

They're gonna want you even
more after you win your medal.

Trust me.

- What if I don't
win the medal, Pop?

What if I get injured
in the process?

Then where does that leave me?
Hm?

- That ain't happening, man.
Come on, man.

- Yeah, not if I sign this.
- Oh.

Oh, you definitely
ain't signing that shit.

I know what this is.

So you want me to be stuck
in this shit town with you.

First, I couldn't have a girl.

Now you want me to miss out on
the biggest deal of a lifetime

by signing with BTB.
Why?

That's not true, son.

I love you
with all my heart, man.

I want the best for you.

I want you to live
the best life,

get everything
you ever dreamed of.

But we got to be smart.

Everything from here on out--
your career,

girls, even your health--

it affects the future.

Hold your head up.

We can't be making decisions
based on emotions.

Look, man, everything--
and I mean everything--

that we worked so hard for
can be gone in an instant,

just like that.

- See,
that's where you're wrong.

It ain't we.

This is my life, my choice,
my decision, not yours.

I'm 23 years old.

I don't need your permission
or your damn approval no more.

- Yo, come back.
Hey, Peter. Peter.

Hey, Peter!
Get back here, man.

Peter!

- This is one
of the primary closets.

Now, this is nice.

- Mm-hm.
- This closet is massive.

It is.

And keep in mind,
this is one of two--

his and hers closets,
and this is hers.

His and hers?

- Wait till I show you his.
- Excuse me.

Can I help you?
This home is sold.

By who?

- By me to my client,
Eli Bradshaw.

I take it you didn't see
the updated MLS.

Eli Bradshaw.

Have the contracts gone out?

He closed this morning.

That's not possible.

The house just went on
the market on Thursday.

That's not enough time
to get back title.

He did a 24-hour close.

- That--that doesn't
make any sense.

- It does if your client
owns the title company.

OK, you do understand

that in order
to purchase a home,

the HOA application has
to be filed and the fees paid.

He's aware.

That money has been
placed in escrow.

- OK.
Why is he doing this? Hm?

Why does he need to have
two homes in this community,

out of all places?

You do understand that it's
called the Black Hamptons

for a reason, right?

- The only color
Mr. Bradshaw sees is green.

And it's three homes
that he owns, not two.

He just picked up
West Dune Drive

this morning as well.

Mr. Bradshaw thinks
this community

is undervalued
and a hidden gem,

so he's going to buy
as many homes as possible.

That's not gonna happen.

I guess we'll see, won't we?

I'm sorry, Mr. Cora.

There is another property
that's around the corner

that I can show you.
- Sure.

- I wouldn't bother
wasting your time.

Bradshaw LLC made them
a full-price offer as well.

Well, I thought you was--

Look, I can't do this.

Sydney.

Looking for someone?

Yes, your husband, actually.

We were supposed to be meeting
about the cell phone venture.

Well, he's not coming.

But feel free
to tell me anything

you'd like him to know.

I'm your Sydney Tech contact
from now on.

It's a nice place here.

Is this where you seduce
all the rich men of Sag Harbor?

Listen, Sydney, this--
this isn't what you think.

Anthony and I are just--

- I think you need to stay
the hell away from my husband.

- No.
No, no, no.

You've--you've got this
all wrong.

You have absolutely nothing
to worry about from me.

Anthony and I are simply
business partners and--

Well, maybe,

but I'm not willing
to take that chance.

Your reputation precedes you.

- What is that supposed
to mean?

- Please.
Stop acting so naive.

You've lived here
way longer than me,

and you know
what happens on this beach.

You know damn well how rumors
get started around here.

So I'm gonna tell you this
one time and one time only,

stay the fuck away
from my husband!

You understand me?

- I can see you're upset,
Sydney, wrongly.

But, still, you're upset.

Why don't you calm down
so I can explain?

I'm not upset.

I'm pissed.

And for the record, I'm not one
of those little bougie bitches

that's afraid to whoop
a ho's ass about her husband.

So this is me being calm,
real calm.

You know what?

why don't we give you
a little distraction

while I conduct a business
with your husband.

Hey.
What are you doing?

Yeah.
Pack a bag and your knives.

Mm-hmm.
I want you to come for a visit.

Yeah, I have someone very
important for you to meet.

Yeah, I'll explain
when you get here.

OK.

Oh, Sydney Johnson.

I hope you're ready
because that little tantrum

of yours just gave me
a reason to invite trouble

to your doorstep.

Now who's
a motherfucking bitch?

How's it going, boss?

You sure I can't get you
to move to Detroit?

Mm-mm.

- Look like you got one.
- Nah, not yet.

- How about a little toast?
- Let's do it.

- To fraternity brothers.
- Fraternity brothers.

- For life.
- For life.

So Jeffrey Bowen paid
a visit to my uncle today.

- And from what I was told,
he was pretty anxious.

- Fred, I'm surprised
Jeffrey's ass

didn't show up to your uncle's
house that Sunday night.

True.

Bowen wasn't expecting
the ruling

that I brokered for you.

Right.

Listen, brother,

I know you and your uncle,
Judge Coleman,

have had my back
through all of this,

and I'm appreciative
for everything,

but I think I'ma need you
to hang in

just a little while longer.

Brother, you paid us well.

And I got you.

But unlike myself,

Unc isn't gonna
do anything illegal.

- Hey, hey.
Whoa, whoa.

Who said anything
about illegal?

Come on now.

I would never ask
your uncle to break the law.

But I'm already backed
by the shield.

So brother to brother,
I think

I'ma need you
to drag this out

for as long as possible.

Well, I'll see what I can do.

But Bowen, he's not stupid.
- I know.

That's why I'ma need you
to drag this out

to at least Labor Day.

Let's just say your uncle

goes on an extended vacation.
You know what?

I hear Bali is exceptional
this time of year.

And it just so happens

that the cell phone service
there is shitty.

- Well,
Auntie has always wanted

to go to Bali for a while now.
Great suggestion.

- Come on, frat.
What are brothers for?

What are brothers for?

For life.

- Oh, man.
They got it bumping in here.

Cuzzo!
There he is.

- Ah, there he is.
What up?

What's going on, man?

Oh, man.

It's good to see you.
- How are you, man?

What's up, man?
- You got it.

Hey, Anthony, I want you
to meet my cousin, LoJack.

LoJack, meet Anthony Johnson.

- Yeah,
folks call me Devon now.

- Oh, OK, well, so what,
no more nicknames, huh?

- Yeah, yeah.
We ain't doing that no more.

Nice to meet you, bro.

Yeah, same here, man.

I heard a lot about you, man.

My cousin speaks highly of you.

Why don't y'all
grab a seat, man?

Look at all this funky shit.
Sit on down.

All right, all right.

- Hey.
- Hey.

What do we have here, huh?

You still sipping
on that yak, huh?

Yeah, every now and then.

So what's up, cuz?

What's so important
it got you

driving all the way up here
from the Hamptons

to Wyandanch?

This normally
ain't your type of area.

- Well, I know
you don't like to admit it,

but you know a lot
of shady people,

and we need some information.
- I see.

Who are we talking about?

- A dude by the name
of Alexander Cora.

What about him?

And more importantly,
why are you asking?

- My company,
Sydney Tech, has recently

entered into a business venture
with Mr. Cora.

According to Mike,
there's probably some things

I should have known
before doing so.

Yeah, he ain't lying.

I tell you like this--

whatever business
you got with Alexander Cora,

you should stop.

I can't exactly stop.

I have a lot of money
tied into this guy.

I can't really
walk away from him.

- All right.
It's your funeral.

I'm not a snitch.
That's all I can say.

Come on, cuzzo.

I got a lot of money
wrapped into this too.

I mean, we need to know
what we're up against.

We family.

A'ight, you know,

without getting too deep
into everything,

Alexander Cora,

he's a ruthless
and shrewd businessman.

That man's got ties
to the European underworld.

- What do you mean, like,
Russian or Italian mob

or something?
- All that shit.

- See? I told you.
- For real?

For real.

The good thing for you is
my girl's family

took him down a few pegs
about a year and a half ago.

So right now, he's handcuffed.

He's trying
to rebuild his empire.

From what I'm hearing,
he's going legit.

But the scary thing
about that is

a tiger never changes
his stripes.

Dude's probably still
psychotic as hell.

- And what exactly
do you mean by that?

- The man only does business
one type of way.

And the minute
he's dissatisfied,

people end up dead or missing.

So if you're doing
business with him,

just don't piss him off.

- Christopher.
- Kimberly.

Wow.

- How are you?
- You look amazing.

- Thank you.
- How are you?

- I'm well.
You know what?

I went to Jazz in the Park
a few weeks ago,

and I saw Robert Glasper,
and it was amazing.

Yeah, I thought
I was gonna see you there.

You're always there.
- You know how it goes.

Got caught up
with a work thing.

But I definitely
heard about it.

It was pretty lit.
- Yeah, it was.

You missed it.
Yeah.

You know, I have to thank you.

I would have never known
about Jazz in the Park

if it weren't for you.

So it's been
well worth the money.

- Well, that's what I do,
Kimberly.

I hook people up.

So the pleasure is all mine.
- Yeah.

Well, hopefully you won't
miss the next one.

I definitely won't.

So where is Ms. Britton?

Got a couple of papers and
documents I need her to sign.

- Oh, well, she's actually
asked not to be disturbed.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

- Well, you may want
to let her know that it's me.

We spoke earlier, so I'm
pretty sure she's expecting me.

- OK, well,
let me go check on that.

I'll be right back.
- Yes, ma'am.

- OK.
I guess you were right.

Follow me, Mr. Johnson.

I will follow you anywhere.

- Mrs. Britton,
Mr. Johnson is here to see you.

- Oh.
What a surprise.

Carolyn.

- Uh, that will be all,
Kimberly.

You can leave us.

Shut the door on your way out.
- Yes, ma'am.

What in the hell
are you doing here?

You can't just pop up
over here unannounced.

Have you lost your mind?

- First off, Carolyn,
you may want to calm down.

This is a business meeting.

This is not pleasure.
- Business?

- Yeah, I have updates.
- Oh.

So what's going on?

- So I was able to stall them,
just like I said I would.

Your husband is gonna remain
right where he is

for the time being,

but you can be certain
that Jeffrey's gonna try

to fast track his release.

I know that for a fact
because he's

already petitioned a judge.

- So how long
can you hold them off?

Honestly, I can't say.

It depends on how persistent
Jeffrey is with the courts.

But I will do
everything that I can.

This is August 1st,

and we need at least 30 days
in order

for things to be complete.

- Yeah.
I can handle that.

- Well, I'm counting on you
to do just that Mr. Farrell.

Because it will be beneficial
for both of us.

Yes, ma'am.

- Next time,
call me before you stop by.

- What the hell?
Ah!

Bruh, I feel like I'm in
a freaking "Twilight Zone."

Was that shit for real?

I mean, do we really have
to be concerned

that Alexander Cora
might kill us?

If we don't get
these phones fixed,

that's a real possibility, bro.

OK.

I got to tell Sydney
about this.

- Man, you can't tell
nobody about this.

It's my wife, bro.

I'm not in the habit of
keeping secrets from my wife.

And what about Vanessa?
- What about her?

Look, she already in it,
Anthony.

And didn't we just agree that
nobody can know about this?

Look, not even Vanessa.

If you're not gonna
tell your wife,

you damn sure can't tell her.

- She's in business
with us, man.

We got to protect her.

- She has no idea what the hell
she's getting into.

Well, how?

- I don't know, by getting her
as far the hell away

from this deal as possible.
- She ain't gonna like it.

- Well, she gonna hate
being dead

a hell of a lot more.

Facts.

We just got
to figure something out.

- So I'll see you at Jazz
in the Park next weekend.

I can't make any promises.

We got a lot
of work to do, so--

yeah.

So I'll see you.

- Are you saying that I might
be stuck in here indefinitely?

No, no, not indefinitely.

And rest assured, I'm doing
everything in my power

to make sure this gets handled.

But I think
you're right, Moses.

There's more to this
than meets the eye.

How so?

- Well,
I've been waiting to hear back

from the clerk to get
a new date for our hearing.

Would you believe
that Judge Coleman

suddenly is going on vacation
for a few weeks?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can believe that.

- But I don't
understand how a woman

can do this to her husband.

I mean, she knows
you are innocent.

That doesn't matter.

Don't you see the bigger prize
in all of this?

- What can be a bigger prize
than her husband's freedom?

The bank, Jeffrey.

He who has control
of Amistad Bank and Trust

has control of the legacy.

Carolyn has tasted this power,
and she just

does not want to let it go.

She's positioning herself
to take care

of everything, including me.

And once I get out,
she wants to control me, too,

and turn me into
her man servant.

- Then what's our next step?
How do we stop her?

- Well, you know
I'm never short on resources.

I have a secret weapon,

somebody who I want you
to approach.

Well, who?

Do you want me
to approach one of the boys?

No.

Unfortunately,
I can't trust them.

I have someone better.

Who?

Hey, what are you doing?

You can't just barge
up in here.

That's a violation
of attorney-client privilege.

What's the hell's
wrong with you?

- Yeah, well, there's a lot
I'm not supposed

to be doing around here.

Yet here you are,
two hours beyond

when you were supposed
to leave.

- We need another
half an hour, Keith.

Would $500 do it?
- Yeah.

Appreciate that, Moses.

Thanks.

Oh, by the way,
you have another visitor.

Send them in.

- Are you talking
about Carolyn?

Carolyn wouldn't be
caught dead in here.

Then who?

You're joking.

What the hell
are you doing here?

- I could say the same thing
about you, Jeffrey,

but I am here to see my father.