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Let's go. Move.

I said move!

Uh, hey, watch the jacket, man.

That jacket's the least
of your concern.

All right.

I mean, despite our
philosophical differences, man,

ain't no reason we can't come to
some kind of arrangement here.

- Point taken.
- Open it.

Soon as I open this up,

I think we all gonna
feel a whole lot better.

Fact is, plenty enough
in here for everybody.

Okay, all right,
this is unexpected.

But y'all just give me
a moment to explain.

♪ NCIS:New Orleans 5x05 ♪
In the Blood
Original Air Date on October 23, 2018

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom

♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom

♪ How, how, how, how

♪ Hey, hey

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♪ You gotta come on.

♪ I climb

♪ Up a mountain

♪ Want to jump in

♪ And swim

♪ The sea...

Mom does play
other songs, right?

I mean, maybe something
a little more upbeat.

Why are you here?

Don't you get tired of this?

Same memory, same moment,
over and over?

Gives me comfort.

You didn't come back
for comfort.

♪ Here with me

♪ You're the kind of love ♪

♪ Sent from up above...

You were a cutie.

All right.

Let's go, kiddo.

Come on.
Be my copilot.

♪ What I wouldn't do ♪

You coming?

♪ To hold you ever so tight

♪ I'd walk... ♪

What is this?

I don't know.

It's your dream.

You really should get that.

Yeah, Christopher?

I woke you up
this morning, didn't I?

Yeah. What do we got?

Four dead men, all members

of a white nationalist group
called True Guard.

- True Guard deals meth.
- Some kind of a drug dispute?

Well, if there was,

the killers were
better-trained than usual.

Expert marksmen using
high-powered rifles,

firing from two directions.

Morning, Loretta.

What can you tell me
about the victims?

All killed instantly.

Center-mass shots with
high-caliber rounds.

Yeah, they got wiped out
before even getting a round off.

Yeah, maybe not all of them.

You find something, Sebastian?

I found some footprints

leading away from this container
to a clearing over here.

Whoever it was,
they didn't get away unscathed.

I found traces of blood.

I'll run those through CODIS.

So we got four dead
white nationalists,

out in the middle of nowhere.

Why did the sheriff call NCIS?

They didn't. I did.

You'll want to look inside,
Dwayne.

This, uh, used to be
an old boatyard.

Ran out of business
a few years ago.

Looks like someone used
this container for storage.

Storage for what?

Bunch of kids toys?

Not just any kid.

These are mine.

Any idea how
they got here?

Yeah.

Got one idea in particular.

Cassius Pride.
New Orleans legend,

fixer to politicians
and gangsters alike,

had his finger in every
corrupt pie in the city.

Guess that apple fell
far from that tree, huh?

Whole other orchard.

Cassius finally got pinched
over a bribery scheme.

Half the judges in the state
were on his payroll.

Served 20 years in prison.

He got out a few months ago.

Yeah, because Pride wrote a
letter to the parole board, huh?

Guess they're close?

Yeah, close to killing
each other.

- It's complicated, yeah.
- Where is he now?

Supposed to be
on parole in Lafayette.

Lasalle has a call in
to check up on him.

I'm tracking down
the owner of the boatyard.

I'm trying to see who used
that container for storage.

Great. We need to know
what was in there

and whether it was
worth killing over.

Sebastian got a hit
on the unknown blood

from the crime scene.

Meet James Edwin Boyd.

Last known whereabouts:
Raleigh, North Carolina.

He's got a record going
all the way back to his teens.

Fraud, theft, forgery.

It's felonies
but nothing violent.

Until today. No one walks away
from that slaughter

unless they're involved, right?

Depends.
What's the evidence say?

Whole lot of nothing.
Got, uh, cardboard boxes,

furniture fibers,
tire residue off of an old car.

Nothing valuable like drugs
or weapons or hidden treasure.

Thanks. No one's going to
be surprised to hear:

Cassius hasn't reported
to his parole officer this week.

North Carolina
state troopers

found his abandoned car outside
of Raleigh a few days ago.

James Boyd's last known address
was also in Raleigh.

Can't be a coincidence.

Well, we know where they were.

So where are they now?

Dwayne.

Enough with the book.

There's an envelope
in that glove box.

How about you get that for me?

Careful.

Put all that back up in there.

And don't mess
with that gun.

It's not a toy.

I'll be right back.

♪ When I'm down ♪

♪ You will know
just how I feel ♪

♪ I got to understand

♪ It's just... ♪

Born into violence, it seems.

♪ Nobody knows...

Don't look at me.

Go. Learn things.

King.

Sorry, I, uh...

You okay?

What you got?

Well, last week, Raleigh PD ran

surveillance on a local
after-hours joint,

snapped photos of these two.

Guess I'm not surprised.

May have an address here
in New Orleans for James Boyd.

His mom passed away
a few years ago,

left him a house in Tremé.

Team's on the way.

Thank you, Christopher.

Pretty sure D.C. wouldn't
approve of me bringing

the regional SAC
onto a tactical op.

- Can't disagree.
- As long as we're clear

on how we're pissing
them off this week.

- Mm-hmm.
- Movement inside.

At least two, maybe more.

Lasalle, you're in
the back with me.

Following you, boss.

Pride, are you okay?

Gregorio!

We got a rabbit!

Knife!

Pride, suspect's in custody.

Copy that.

Hiya, kid.

Hell of a reunion.

I do believe this
is the first time

a coroner's given
me first aid.

Thank your son I'm working on
you here and not at the morgue.

It's been a minute, Loretta.

You're charming as ever. Ow!

Cassius. Dwayne suffered enough
because of you.

The last thing he needs
is any more problems.

I know.

He nearly died.

He did die. He's just stubborn.

- Didn't stick.
- Listen,

you got to look at it
from my perspective.

To learn that your son
was nearly killed

on the nightly news?

Well, I'd hope it would make you
question your parenting skills.

No, I reached out.
I called a dozen times.

I never heard a word back.

What, you're looking
for sympathy?

No, I'm looking
for clarification.

Cutting me off was his choice,
not mine.

And I know I've made
my share of mistakes,

but I-I paid my debt.
I did my time.

And he got you out years early

just for you to land right back
in the thick of trouble.

Hey, I am the victim here.

I was grabbed off the
street by those thugs.

And I-I would explain
that to Dwayne

if he would just
talk to me.

Well, he is busy trying to fix
whatever mess you got into.

Now, you just sit still,
'cause this is gonna hurt.

You hit like a girl.

That's what you get for trying
to stab a federal agent.

It's called self-defense.

It's called
attempted murder.

- Add that to a kidnapping charge.
- Kidnapping?

No way. We were holding Cassius

'cause he's
a double-crossing snake.

No argument there.

All we wanted is what's owed.

Protection money.

Your guard was protecting
Cassius in prison?

For 20 years, he could sleep
like a baby on our hard work.

Soon as he gets out,
he skips town.

Now he's back with
his new partner.

You mean James Boyd?

They thought they could get
the money on their own.

Cut us out.

The money was supposed
to be in the container.

Cassius wouldn't say,
but Jimmy gave it up.

Took my boys there.

Slaughtered them like animals.

And I'm the one in chains.

How much money we talking?

$3 million.

Yeah, greatest heist
in New Orleans history,

and you have no clue.

You're talking about the...
River Grand Casino?

Yeah.

Yeah, Cassius Pride
planned the whole thing.

What's the River Grand heist?

20 years ago, two men broke
into the River Grand Casino,

killed three employees,
walked with $3 million,

disappeared into legend.

No arrests? No leads?

Money was never recovered.

Was your father involved?

Only one way to find out.

Ah, the prodigal son.

River Grand Casino.
What do you know?

Only stories.

Something to pass the time
during my incarceration.

You're lying.

How do you know?

Your lips are moving.

Listen, we need
to talk alone.

No.

- Oh, I don't mind.
- I do. Stay.

The thing you need
to understand about my career:

I got to tell stories
in order to gain respect.

You sent four men
to their deaths,

and it wasn't
over nothing.

I was in a bit of a bind.

- Literally.
- So you had your buddy Jimmy Boyd

set an ambush.

But I'm thinking
he double-crossed you,

took the money.

There is no money.

And Jimmy's no killer.
He knew that that container

was just filled
with my old stuff.

He was stalling.

That container has
been empty for years.

Well, what happened
to my things?

That's what you're
gonna tell me.

Because whoever
killed those men

is probably still
looking for your things,

and I don't want innocent
people to get hurt.

It's not my fault.

Nothing ever is.

Oh, yeah.

It always comes back to this,
doesn't it?

Your mother was fragile.

She was drifting away.
She was sick.

You can't blame me
because she went nuts.

Say another word, and I will
knock you on your ass!

You understand me?

Hey! Family time is over.

Oh, he's probably
got broken ribs.

He should get
to the hospital.

Take Christopher.

Keep an eye on him.
He's slippery.

You nearly died.

And you wouldn't even
let me talk to you.

That was a wakeup call.

That's why I came home.

I know you think, uh,

that I don't care
about you, but...

I do.

On second thought...

I'll find Christopher myself.

Christopher and Dr. Wade
are escorting Cassius

to the hospital.

Pride didn't go?

He's taking some
cooldown time.

Who can blame him?
This case is a mess,

and it's probably
Cassius's responsibility.

We're gonna sort it out.

First things first-- Jimmy Boyd.

If he ambushed those men,
he had help.

We need to track him down.

Patton's going
through traffic cams

and CCTVs around the city--
no sign of Jimmy yet.

Whatever he was looking for was
not in that storage container.

Yeah, all the contents got
sold off at public auction.

We need to trace
who bought what.

I had NOPD send the case file.

Robbery went down a month

before he was arrested
on bribery charges.

Any suspects?

A couple of people of interest,
nothing solid.

Plus, the River Grand
wasn't exactly cooperative.

Yeah, they were more interested
in keeping the robbery quiet

than finding the money.

So we reinvestigate the case.

We put the pieces
together ourselves.

We have one witness:

Gina Powell.

Casino floor manager
was wounded

outside the count room
where the others were killed.

All right,
we should talk to her.

No need.

Pride pulled the
case files, too.

He's on his way to see
Gina Powell himself.

I guess he knows her.

So much for cooling off.

Dwayne Pride.

You know, one of us owes
the other a phone call.

But I
don't remember who.

Ah, I'm sure
it's me, Gina.

It's good
to see you thriving.

They just keep throwing
fancier titles at me.

Chief executive
of leisure activities.

You keep the party going.

And you're still fighting
the good fight.

Don't know any other way,

but this one's personal
for both of us.

- River Grand Casino heist.
- Mm.

This is, uh, Todd Jamieson,
Risk Management.

- How are you?
- Asked him to join.

Though I'm not sure why you're
interested in ancient history.

Three dead,
three million stolen.

I'm not sure why
you wouldn't be.

I was there, Dwayne.

- I still have nightmares about it, but...
- Ms. Powell.

...life goes on.

Excuse me.

Sign here, please.

There has, uh,
been a development.

Four more people
were killed,

supposedly
over the missing money.

Not gonna hit the news, is it?

Todd.

Okay, now, you said this was
personal for both of us.

I lost friends that
day; almost died.

What's your stake?

Cassius may be involved.

Your dad was very good
to me and my father.

Got this job
because of him.

Because he delivered
hush money

for the men who built
River Grand.

Okay.

Also ancient history.

Our business is run
by a board of directors now,

not gangsters.

What are you
looking for, Dwayne?

I want what River Grand
really knows about the robbery.

- Read the police report.
- I have.

Management was tight-lipped;
no one was talking.

I told those investigators
everything I possibly could.

I know you did, Gina,
which is why I'm here now,

friend to friend.

I'm not looking
to dredge up the casino's past

or embarrass anyone.

I just want to right a wrong.

Let me see what I can find.

Thank you.

Hey. Spoke to Lasalle
at the hospital.

They're keeping Cassius
overnight for observation.

His injuries that severe?

Doctors won't talk
to anyone but the family,

and Pride's not interested.

Jimmy Boyd
is back on the map.

He's still in New Orleans.

The gall, considering
the body count

he's responsible for.

I've been searching
these traffic cams

all day
looking for an exit point,

but he's not trying to flee.
- Where is he, Patton?

As of this afternoon,

he's a block away from where
you found Cassius.

The exact same time.

He knows we have Cassius.
Got to assume

he knows we're looking
for him, too.

- What's his angle?
- Tammy, call Lasalle.

Tell him to keep
his eyes peeled.

I'll loop Dwayne in.

Baby, come on.

Just take it.

Take it. Come on.
I want to help.

I don't need this kind
of help, Cassius.

Well, what do you need, hmm?

You.

No.

Baby, you got me.

You seem surprised.

You had to know Dad got around.

Ah.

You know... but he didn't.

Not like that, Cassius.

The boy needs a man.

Time to wake up, Dwayne.

He's waiting.

Don't move.

Or what?

You gonna shoot
your own brother, Jimmy?

Been imagining
this moment my whole life,

actually meeting my half brother
face to face.

Always pointing a gun at
me when you imagined it?

No, that part's a little bit
of a surprise.

Gonna need the
weapon, Jimmy.

Yeah, of course.

Sorry.

I mean, guns aren't
really my style.

Yeah, I can tell.

Safety's on.

Ah, yeah, I just didn't want you
shooting me before we chatted.

You knew Cassius
had another family?

Mom said we weren't really
allowed to talk about it,

but yeah, yeah, I knew.

Ah, she was
an amazing woman.

Kept me out of trouble...
more or less.

Only weak spot was Pop.
Couldn't say no.

Yeah, Cassius has that way.

Trouble always follows.

Mm. Truth.

Jimmy, I'm gonna need you
to put your hands

on top of that cabinet.

What, you gonna frisk me?

You're a murder suspect
and a fugitive.

Man, I been keeping clean.

I'm the one
nearly got shot.

'Cause I was trying
to help Pop.

Those True Guard dudes
would have beat him to death

if I hadn't taken 'em
to that container.

- So you had 'em all killed?
- Whoa.

I may not be a Boy Scout
like you,

but I never killed anyone.

I have no clue

who those shooters were.

You got any beers?

I figure we crack
a couple,

hash this whole thing out.

This isn't Miller time.

Don't you have, like,
a million questions?

- Now, I know I do.
- Yeah.

Let's start with
the four dead men.

Yeah, all right.
Gonna catch some killers.

How can I help?

Start by turning around again,

putting your hands
behind your back.

- We don't need the bracelets,
though, do we? - Turn.

Oh, come on, man.

We family.

I got your text.

You found something?

Uh, looks like you did.

Well, technically,
I found him.

Jimmy Boyd.
Dwayne's brother.

- What?
- Excuse me?

Half brother, actually.

Another byproduct of Cassius'

colorful personality.

Uh, do you mind if I steal
a couple of those?

I haven't eaten anything
all day.

Pride, you sure you
don't want Sebastian

to run a DNA test
or something?

What I want is an update.

Okay, River Grand sent over
security footage

from the night
of the robbery.

Hannah took it and the
original NOPD case file

to the lab,
looking for a new lead.

And I also got a hold

of public auction records
from a few years ago.

Tracking who bought
all of Cassius's old stuff.

We're not the only one
to inquire; someone else called.

- Oh, that'd be Pop.
- Stay out of this, Jimmy.

He's right, your father accessed
the same auction records,

used the computer at the
hospital to check 'em out.

Lasalle was watching him.

They keep taking Cassius
for all these tests.

Lasalle waits outside.

No way he had three million cash
sitting in that container.

Oh, no, he definitely did.
Brought it there myself.

When, Jimmy?

20 years ago.

He needed help
settling his affairs

before he went to prison.

- Where was it hidden?
- I have no idea.

He's telling me
one way or the other.

- I'm heading to that hospital.
- Yeah, bye.

Don't bother. He's gone.

Lasalle said he slipped
out during an MRI.

All right, get a BOLO out.

Every cop in the city needs
to be looking for him.

You could do that.

Or you could cut the middle man.

'Cause I know
exactly where he's going.

This club is the best-kept
secret in New Orleans.

Never been raided.
Cops don't even know it exists.

Every minute we waste
here is a minute

that Cassius is
getting away.

You got to trust me,
big brother.

Please don't call me that.

Here we go.

Hey, what's up, man?

- Hey, my brother.
- Hey, Jimmy.

Cassius is trying to get
out of town with $3 million.

Why would he come
to a club?

'Cause this is Dario's spot.

Best print man in the Southeast.

I hooked 'em up.

False documents, Jimmy?

- I thought you were clean.
- I am.

Straight and narrow
for 15 months.

Then Pops rolls into town.

Thought by now you'd
know how to avoid him.

What can I say? I got
a soft spot for the old man.

Just like Mama.

There's Dario.

All right, now, let me
do the talking, okay?

Try not to look so...

federal.

Dario.

My man.
Looking tight.

- I don't want any of what you got.
- Look,

I just want to
ask you a question

about a client I sent
your way: Cassius Pride.

You got me mixed up
with someone else.

Working on a couple
passports for us.

Don't embarrass me
in front of my friend.

Your friend is a cop,
which makes you a snitch.

Your best option is to
turn around and get out

before I get security.

Yeah, well,
here's another option.

I call a team of federal agents,

and they storm this place
and arrest everybody in here.

Except for you, Dario.

I'm gonna sit you right down
at the edge of that bar

and make sure that
everyone in here

gets a good look at the guy
who's turning 'em in.

- That is cold.
- All right, all right.

I'm meeting Cassius
in a few hours.

- Where?
- Pump station on St. Claude.

Canadian passport,
clean title for his car.

Wait, hold on. Where's mine?

He only asked for the one.

This is for a
'72 El Dorado.

I remember that car.

Good to see you, chief.

Just spoke to Pride.

He might have a lead
on Cassius.

What you got?

I got the witness statement
from Gina Powell.

It says that
she and her boss

were, uh, shot outside
the count room.

Guards were killed inside,
and then she played dead

until the gunmen got
away with the cash.

Right, and then she used
her boss's tie

to make a tourniquet;
it probably saved her life.

Right, well, that's...
that's the interesting part.

Here, take a look at this.

The knot is on the outside.

If she had done that herself,
it'd be facing in.

She needed help.

Yeah.
The only people in that room

were robbers and dead men.

Let's dig deeper
into Gina Powell.

Yeah, Pop loved that El Dorado.

I spent half my childhood
riding around in it.

You remember that nasty softener
he used to rub into the leather?

Ah, I loved that smell.

He taught me to drive
in that car.

Didn't spend much time
together, but for a month,

when I was 16,
he'd take me out.

Not in town, of course.
Too many prying eyes.

Barking orders at me.

It was nice.

Speak of the devil.

We about to have
a serious conversation

about one passport.

Yeah, listen, just
let me do the talking.

Until I get him in cuffs.

Jimmy, stay down!

What are you doing?

I'm gonna try to get to Pop.
Cover me.

Jimmy!

Dwayne, are you okay?

Had better days.

Got BOLOs out on
the black SUVs

and Cassius's car.

- We're gonna find him and Jimmy.
- Hope so.

Just learned I have a brother.

Like to keep him alive
long enough to get to know him.

Sebastian's still
running forensics,

but the ballistics
from the pump station

match the rounds that killed
the True Guard members.

Well, those gunmen were
well trained and well informed.

They knew where Cassius
would be.

- I have no idea how.
- Actually,

they were following you.

And I think we know
who tipped them off.

NOPD found two
persons of interest

in the River Grand heist.

A pair of low-level
stickup men.

Never arrested for the heist,

but they both ended up
in prison for other crimes.

Commissary accounts
maxed out every month for years,

thanks to Gina Powell.

They both died violently inside,

probably also thanks to her.

Only reason Gina
would pay them off

and then have them killed

is if she was involved
in the robbery.

Not just involved.
We think she planned it.

She showed up on the day

and took a bullet to
make it look legit.

In 20 years,

Gina Powell made no move

to get that money
only to cover up a crime?

Why?

Well, she's not
interested in the cash.

She just doesn't want
to be exposed.

With good reason.

The River Grand may have
a board of directors now,

but they're still
heavily financed

by organized crime.

They find out what she
did, and she's dead.

And Cassius is the only person
still alive

who can tie her to that robbery.

She had her men take
Jimmy as leverage.

Cassius doesn't care
about anybody except Cassius.

He'll go off the grid

unless we find him first.

Hello?

Gonna need you
to pull over, Cassius.

Dwayne.

Well, you were never one
to disappoint.

How'd you get this number?

Perk of my new job.

All sorts of access
to federal agencies

with high-tech equipment.

Believe it or not,
I was gonna call you.

I'm on my way to fix things
right now.

Like you fixed
my Little League career?

Hey, you were
a natural-born shortstop.

The coach just didn't see it.

So you planted a brick
of hash in his truck

and had him arrested.

Well, it worked, didn't it?

And don't you worry.

I'm gonna handle
the Jimmy situation right now.

Oh, I know you will.

How'd you get here so fast?
I've been driving all day.

FBI loaned me a plane.

Where's the money?

That is the cosmic joke

of all time.

I don't have it.
I never did.

So you went to
all this trouble

coming back to New Orleans,
nearly getting killed,

just to get the
old Caddy back?

Well, I love this car, son.

You, uh...

Do you remember
The French Connection?

Of course.
I took you to that movie.

You left me at that movie.

All day.

While you were out
collecting bribes.

Is there a point?

The scene where the cops

pulled the car apart
looking for the drugs?

I won't have to work as hard.

I know this looks bad.

I wasn't involved
in the robbery.

I was just involved
in the clean-up.

And people were not
supposed to die.

They never are.

So, what? Gina asked you
to get rid of the money?

Yep.

But waste not, want not.

You gonna arrest me now?

No. I'm gonna keep you
to your word for once.

You're gonna fix this mess.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Nathaniel Rateliff
& The Night Sweats!

♪ I'm all right today ♪

♪ You gonna find
a way to cross ♪

♪ And you gonna get there

♪ I'm on fire today ♪

♪ Ain't no water here
to calm or even put me out ♪

Thanks.

♪ I'm gonna leave it
all out there to dry ♪

♪ I'm gonna
leave it all out there... ♪

Dwayne.

I personally approved
this guest list.

Your name wasn't on it.

Friend of the band.

Nathaniel and I go back.

What can I do for you?

You can give me Jimmy Boyd.

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

And in return, I'll give
you the three million...

...that you stole
from River Grand.

What the hell, Dwayne?

What?

They don't know?

That you set up your own casino
to get robbed?

Okay, I... you have lost me now.

Did I? Your guy seems
to get where I'm coming from.

Everything all right?

We got evidence.

Maybe not enough
to prove in court,

but plenty to convince
your bosses.

What do you want?

No cops, no strings. Just us.

You get your money, I get Jimmy.

Money's worthless
without Cassius.

You got him, we can deal.

So let's deal.

I make a call, Cassius
is outside in 30 seconds.

I need your weapon.

♪ This ain't a getaway ♪

♪ You built walls
around your heart ♪

♪ To try to lock it in
Come on.

♪ I'm gonna leave it
all out there to dry ♪

♪ I'm gonna
leave it all out there ♪

♪ I'm gonna leave it all
out there to dry up ♪

♪ I'm gonna leave it
all out there... ♪

I wish it hadn't gone down
like this, Dwayne.

If only your father
would've done

what he was supposed to do--
burn the money.

And die in prison, like the men
who robbed the casino for you?

I was a different person.
I was totally strung out.

I don't give a crap,
Gina. I want Jimmy,

and I want him now.

- You all right?
- Yep.

Though, in retrospect,

should've stuck with you
at the last shootout.

Cassius?

This is Cassius.

Come on in. I got Jimmy.

Pulling in now.

Now, Gina, we can work this out.

You let my boys go, we'll talk.

Unfortunately,
it's not up to her.

Management has zero tolerance
for betrayal.

Do it now.

Pop! Pop!

Check the Caddy.

Make sure
Cassius Pride is dead.

What? Then what?
What, you'll shoot us?

Smarter than he looks.

Take it
easy, Jimmy.

30 seconds, my entire team
will be up here,

and he will be in cuffs.

Really?

We got a
problem here.

There's nobody in this car.

Tell me where he is.

If I tell you, I'm dead.

Jimmy, no!

Move in.

NCIS!

Drop your weapon! Get down!

Trying to get a clear shot.

Put it down now.

Jimmy.

Jimmy, you saved my life.

But you need to lower
that weapon now.

Right. 'Cause, uh, I'm pretty
sure I left the safety on again.

I always knew
we'd get out of this mess.

We make a good team.

Think we got a different
definition of "team" and "we."

You were almost to Mexico.

Well, there's plenty of blame
to throw around.

You see how I'm not mentioning
what Dwayne did to my car?

- No, you didn't.
- Oh, all right, okay, all right.

Maybe you ought to just quit
while you're ahead, Cassius.

Seeing my two boys together
just warms my heart.

Could've happened a lot sooner
if you'd been honest.

We all have regrets
in our lives.

I guess that I've got
more than my share.

I regret ever letting you
through my front door.

Well, you're on
your own now, kid.

Seems like I have
enough information

on True Guard's meth operation

to land me a very nice spot
in WITSEC.

Unbelievable.

Now, I know that I...

I'm not the father
that you two boys deserve,

but I want you to know
I love you.

I always will.

And that's God's truth.

Come on.

I'll buy you that beer.
You earned it.

Man, I can't believe

you bought the Trutone.
- Mm-hmm.

Must be a money pit.

Yeah, well, it has its appeal.

And memories.

D-Man. Missed most of the show
the other night.

Yeah, I got a little occupied.

But thank you for
the VIP pass.

It helped me out big-time.

Anything. I owe you, friend.

But, life lesson:

never accept a borrowed car
from a bass player in Shongaloo.

You're just lucky that I was

sitting in
on keyboards that night.

That's my cue.
But, uh, you're welcome

to sit in again.
Mark won't mind.

Ah, no, I'm gonna... I'm gonna
hang with my brother tonight.

Well, family first, D.

♪ Hey, Mama, it's me ♪

♪ Said you better wait, child

♪ Said you've been
a long time running... ♪

You know, it's gonna
take me a minute

to see him as Pride's brother.

Are you telling me you can't see

a family resemblance?

I ain't touching that.

For real, though, you
think Pride can trust him?

I hope so.

He deserves something good
in his life right now.

Yeah.

Hey.

♪ Come on, Mama,
what do you mean? ♪

Hey.

Cassius is officially
in WitSec's custody.

He won't be a problem anymore.

Well, he may get a new name,
but he'll still be the same man.

That looks good. I am starving.

Yeah, it's all right.

Not as good as my mama's.

Careful. That's my
mama's recipe.

Oh, all right, I'm just saying,

you need someone to man
the kitchen on the regular...

Yeah, okay, yeah, well,
I'll take it under advisement.

But right now,
I'm gonna get Hannah

a bowl of my mama's gumbo.

It is good.

♪ But she said,
"Son, let me reason with you ♪

♪ "You think you carry
such a weight ♪

Yeah.

♪ "I know I never
beat you, boy ♪

♪ Better start acting like..."

I think you're looking for this.

What?

What...?

Why are you here?

Why are any of us here?

No.

Nah... I made my choice.

I chose to live.

You did.

But maybe it's not
all about you.

What is this?

What are you trying to tell me?

Dwayne.

You have to figure it out.

I'm not your spirit guide.

I'm your clock.

Ticktock.

♪ You picked a bad time

♪ You picked a bad time
to listen to me ♪

♪ You picked a bad time
♪ You picked a bad time ♪

♪ You picked a bad time
to listen to me ♪

♪ You ain't gone far enough
to say ♪

♪ At least I tried

♪ You ain't gone far enough ♪

♪ You ain't worked hard enough,
you ain't run far enough ♪

♪ To say it ain't gonna get
any better. ♪

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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