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Todd here says he knows where, um, Kane's laying his head.

Fuck Kane. And while we at it, fuck your nephew, too.

These niggas had my back for a long time.

Fuck!

- Shit! - Fuck! Who the fuck are these niggas?

- I don't know! Shit! - Oh, shit.

It appears there is one last weapons shipment

en route to Costa Rica. The Center wants us

to use our Sandinista contacts to intercept the shipment.

I need every member of the assaulting party searched,

their gear confiscated.

Securing the cargo and not finding out who came after it

will be considered a mission failure.

- What? - The Russians.

They're trying to blow up this operation.

What's up, Lee? What you need?

The playground lights.

Might be good to put them back.

Nah, they stay out.

- Fuck him up, baby!

Fuck him up, baby! Fuck him up!

Get off me!

A while back,

I had you looking into family members of Teddy McDonald.

You remember that?

You came up with his pops in Kansas City.

I need you to reconfirm their locations.

I know you're frustrated.

The way you snapped at my mom...

She almost walked.

This next thing we have planned is really risky,

and I can't do it without her.

What do you think of Barbados?

What about it?

I was thinking maybe we could go for the holidays.

Or maybe St. Lucia, like we used to.

Do you remember that sketchy little place?

That's right.

We could go back.

Carry on family tradition.

Make sure that little baby knows

there isn't anywhere in this world he can't go.

I don't think Franklin's up for planning

a holiday right now.

Is there some kind of exit plan if this doesn't work?

- It'll work. - Don't do that.

I taught you better. We are always prepared for the worst.

This is the CIA Franklin's up against.

Even if he does get this money,

you know it won't be enough.

Not for a man like him.

Should I critique all the men you've let into your life?

Then I guess that makes me an expert on fucked-up men.

I have known a thousand Franklins.

And men like him, they're like garage sale jigsaw puzzles.

They never come with all the pieces.

And they spend their whole lives taking,

trying to make themselves whole, no matter what the cost.

- Stop. - Honey, you need to hear this,

- because... - Mom, stop. You see?

Look. There.

That's him.

You all right, Colonel?

Yeah, that's him.

Need a hand?

Fuck off. I'm fine.

Hey. We've got eyes on Teddy's father,

but we need to move quickly.

How soon can you get here?

Uh, give me 24 hours.

Thanks, V.

Good news?

Nah.

You know, Frankie,

that was my girl's house.

She could've been there.

Her kid.

I'm getting real fucking tired of this shit, nigga.

Look, uh, I got some shit I got to take care of.

All right? I'll hit you if I hear anything, okay?

You know what shit I want to take care of?

Your fucking uncle.

And that bitch wife of his.

You want to leave?

You just put that brain to work.

You're gonna sit your ass right there

until we figure out how to end this shit.

If there was something else,

some other way, you think I wouldn't tell you?

I know you know something beyond that fucking club

where they got ten motherfuckers with Uzis at the door.

Fucking think, nigga.

Or else we got ourselves a long night.

What?

Damn. Y'all moving on up.

What happened?

I heard from an old CI.

He said Kane got out.

Rumor is, place was a bloodbath.

You know, bodies on top of bodies.

So how the fuck did they miss?

Guess.

Y'all gonna get a kick out of this.

Shit, fine.

It was Franklin.

Franklin? What about Franklin?

He was there.

Pulled Kane out.

Franklin shot his way out?

Mm-hmm. Something about that Saint blood.

Y'all are some born shooters.

You sure you heard this right?

Yeah, I'm sure. But don't worry,

I'm gonna get back out there.

You know, figure out where Kane's hiding out

before he comes back at y'all.

You call us every two hours.

Yep, you got it.

Look at me. Look at me, nigga.

You using?

Nah. You using?

If you are, ain't no coming back again.

We could've had 'em.

Ended it all right there.

Well, that was dumb.

Compared to what?

You want to go see a doctor,

or you want to keep being dumb?

Why stop now?

I just need to lay down a minute.

It's Renny.

Deon with you?

Nah.

Deon got a girl out in Lynwood,

probably went to her place.

But he took all the product. And the cash.

You know he'll be back.

Not tonight.

But soon. And if you expect us to back you,

need to know you got a plan.

Goddamn, do you see him right now?

This shit can't wait?

You think shit was better off before I left or after?

Hmm?

I respect you, Lee.

What you did today...

A lot of people do.

But the truth is,

you a confusing motherfucker.

You dropping bodies, but talking peace.

You was running this shit, then you quit.

Nigga, you left with a crackhead,

came back with a wife.

Watch your fucking mouth!

Nigga, that's word in the hood. Ain't no disrespect.

Sorry, Wanda.

We just want shit to stay the same.

All this change, niggas can't handle.

Lee, those people out there,

they want to be looked after,

and they want to make money. That's it.

If you ain't gonna do that, step aside,

let someone else do it.

Like who? You?

You think there's a shortage of niggas

out there right now with they eye on the crown?

Hmm?

All ready to go to war to get their hands on it.

Y'all think shit was bad under Big D?

Just wait.

Like you said, why stop now?

Ey! Ey, who the fuck else wants some? Hmm?

I see all you bitch-ass niggas scheming and talking and shit.

Well, now's your fucking chance.

I see you, pussy.

Come the fuck on, nigga.

Anybody want to fucking try me, let's go.

Little Deon ain't running shit no more.

You want to work, you come to me.

Tomorrow, we get back to making money the right way.

Y'all niggas pathetic. Y'all pussy.

Bitch-ass niggas.

Ay, Mom, so much VapoRub.

You are gonna suffocate us all.

You need to leave before the boys hear you.

I need to talk to you.

The nerve you have to show your face

after the hell you put my girl through.

Mom, stop, I can handle this.

¡Ya!

Can we talk somewhere?

About what?

They said if I told you, there was no deal.

Well, you should've told me anyway.

You think I didn't want to?

You really think I wanted to go through this alone?

I can't sleep, chepita.

I can't breathe.

I just wanted...

to protect you and the boys and...

try-try to find a way out.

Tomorrow, the DEA is gonna raid Teddy's warehouse.

I'll have to go into witness protection.

- And you and the boys... - No.

No.

I can't live like that.

Yo sé.

Trapped. Looking over my shoulder.

The DEA keeping tabs on us

until they slip up, and then what?

The CIA comes after us?

I won't do that.

I'm not asking you to.

You deserve a good life.

A free life.

But if you want to run,

you have to leave now, tonight.

Run? With two kids and no money?

How am I supposed to do that?

Where would we even go, Gustavo?

What do you want, Xiamara?

Tell me.

"Want" is a luxury I don't even recognize.

This is about need, now.

I'm not running, and I am not going into witness protection.

What I need is a life.

A regular, boring life.

And you're going to figure out how to make that happen for us.

What made you do that?

Follow Gustavo after you got back?

I just thought, what would I do if I were them?

Give the trained officer a wide berth,

follow the Mexican.

Good news is,

we know who we're dealing with.

Bad news is, we know who we're dealing with.

He doesn't look European.

What do you know?

He's maybe Central American.

Definitely KGB.

You think it started with Avi?

It's a good bet.

How long do you think

they've been working Gustavo?

The way it went down, you meet in a crowded bar.

I'm thinking that's the initial approach.

But if I'm being honest,

Gustavo's been a little off the last month or so.

You think he's turned?

I don't know.

Let me figure it out.

Until then, I think we just play it close to the vest.

Can you get surveillance up on the residence

without telling Langley too much?

You want to get in there?

No, Franklin.

- No? - We had this conversation before, remember?

I didn't run then, and I'm not running now.

- But that was different. - Was it?

Those were gangbangers who couldn't shoot straight.

- I'm not asking you... - How you doing, Father?

There's more where that came from.

Just let me know, okay?

- Mm-hmm. - Thank you.

You think I'm overreacting?

That he won't come for you?

Let him come. I'll be here.

Hey, he's not just gonna walk through the door.

I mean, you know who they are. You know what they do.

Oh, really?

Mom, what are you, some kind of martyr now?

Oh, what? This all your fault, huh?

You need to die? Why?

Because you didn't disown me for slinging that shit?

Watch your mouth.

'Cause you helped me, took the money,

built a business,

enjoyed living your life for a change?

Yes.

Hey, mama. Hey.

Yeah?

- See if you can keep this down. - Mm-hmm.

And then I'll get you a cot, all right?

I don't want a bed.

Bastards can't keep their hands to themselves.

All right. I'll put a cot in the office.

Lock the door behind me.

Nobody'll bother you. Okay?

We're this close...

this close to changing the fate and fortune

of this bloodline for generations.

Do I need to remind you where you was at?

What the future looked like?

You, about to drop dead

on the stairs of one of Tulfowitz's buildings,

and I don't even know how I would've paid for the funeral.

And how is this life any better than that?

Listen to me. I love you.

Okay?

Please.

Do this for me.

Hey.

What's going on?

So, I don't know where to start.

So, listen, two nights ago,

when we got back from Costa Rica,

Xiamara and I had a fight, okay?

I left. I went to a bar.

And while I was there, I was approached

by the man in the sketch.

Sepa la chingada how he found me.

He knew everything I'd been doing with you.

He threatened me and my family if I didn't help him.

Help him do what?

He wanted proof that you've been selling cocaine

to finance a war.

So we need to move everything

out of the warehouse, right now.

- The cocaine and the money... - No, I will, I will.

- It's okay. It's okay. - Everything. No, it's...

- Just relax. - They could be following us.

There's nobody following you.

- These guys, they work alone. - What?

KGB illegals. Always alone.

I already moved the cocaine.

When?

Well, last night, after I followed the man

in the sketch home from the bar, after he approached you.

It's very good that you told me, Gustavo.

It's very, very good.

Where did you say you are originally from?

Uh, Montana.

I'm just kidding. We're from Detroit.

Oh, of course. You all have quite the sense of humor.

This place is so lovely.

We've been looking at homes for a while now,

but I think, I think this is the one.

Hello, there, Mrs. Cooper.

You don't mind if I steal your daughter

a moment longer, do you?

Oh, you can have her.

The paperwork won't take long.

Please make yourself at home.

- Everyone is very friendly. - Oh, that's good.

- Mm-hmm. - Thank you.

Shit.

How much do we need to worry?

I'm keeping an eye on it.

- Call it off. - What? Why?

He moved the product.

What are you talking about? Why?

He's worried the KGB is onto us.

Yo, this is the one.

Got one of the stablemen talking,

said Louie rides a couple times a week.

What days?

I don't know, and it don't matter,

because whenever she do come through,

y'all gonna be here.

Sunup to sundown.

Sunup? What we look like, farmers?

She does show up, she might have security, right?

Probably.

Kane wants her alive.

So do whatever y'all got to do to make sure that happens.

You don't mind, do you?

You can't smoke in here.

Oh. No?

Well, uh...

I won't tell if you won't tell.

Mmm.

You want one?

Ask me why I'm in here.

Okay.

Why are you in here?

Cancer. Down a lung.

Mm.

Well, I doubt one cigarette is gonna cost you the other.

It's your first day?

Mm. First and last, if it were up to me.

But...

there's no talking any sense into my daughter.

Not that I deserve any mercy from her.

Why do you say that?

You got kids?

- Two boys. - Mm.

Are y'all close?

Mm-mm.

Ah. Then I guess you understand why.

But still, you're, uh, you're still pretty young

to be in a place like this, aren't you?

Ah.

How many Black people do you know?

I'm sorry?

Oh, well, obviously not enough to know

that we age like fine wine.

Sorry, I am so rude.

I just sat down here and didn't introduce myself.

I'm Penny.

Mac.

I can't believe I'm gonna spend my last lucid days

in a place like this.

Give it to me straight, Mac, how bad is it here?

I spent three months as a POW during Korea.

Below zero temps in my birthday suit.

I'd do another month over one more day here.

Oh.

Oh...

We can make a run for it, if you want.

Oh, yeah?

We won't get far on foot.

My daughter's gonna notice they're gone soon.

And when she does, I don't want to be here.

What about you?

Is everything okay?

Mmm.

Everything's perfect.

You know, I tried to give

this little motherfucker a fair one.

But now Leon gonna get dealt with.

I still run the motherfucking Ps.

Today, yesterday and tomorrow.

- Ain't shit changed. - Yeah.

In the meantime, I expect you

to starve his little ass out.

Be back in a couple days, and so will you.

We running a business, D.

We selling to whoever's buying.

With all due respect, I ain't even talking to you.

Now, nigga, I done did right by you. Huh?

Helped you set up Franklin's two little bitches.

Now you get to repay the favor.

OG, you ain't get your cut of that shit.

Oh, I see.

Niggas ain't got no more fucking loyalty anymore? Huh?

Or is it you got your little bitch calling the shots?

Excuse me?

- Give me a minute. - Mm-hmm.

Hey, y'all. Out.

Hey, man.

That shit between you and Leon...

we ain't getting in the middle of that.

Nigga, you ain't listening.

Ain't gonna be no more fucking Leon when I'm done.

Yeah, you a bad motherfucker, I know.

Mm-hmm.

But what after that?

What you mean?

Shit go back to normal. Business as usual.

Ain't nothing normal about this goddamn business.

The truth is, this shit getting worse, man.

And I ain't talking about police.

Talking about these young niggas.

Ain't got no respect, no code, no honor.

They ain't us.

We a dying breed.

OG, that's you.

Dying breed.

That ain't me.

Everything okay?

Jerome?

I'm out.

Where you going?

Out.

What? Jerome, where are you going?!

You can't go out by yourself.

♪ Bama lama, bama loo ♪

♪ Got a girl named Lucinda ♪

♪ We call her the great pretender, whoo ♪

Goddamn, um...

I always thought that, uh,

martinis were a bit hoity-toity,

but this is pretty good.

Oh, no, no, no, no. I got two left feet.

Oh, two left feet and one lung.

I'm sure I can work with that.

Oh.

♪ Bama lama ♪

We got to get the twist in here.

- Sorry, just give me a minute here. - Oh, that's okay.

- Mm-hmm. - Okay.

♪ She shook her head around like this ♪

♪ She said, "Ooh, yeah" ♪

♪ Bama lama... ♪

It's all right.

Take your time. I shouldn't have pushed you.

I'm fine. Don't need to be coddled.

♪ Bama lama, bama loo ♪

Sorry.

It's just, uh, fucking cancer.

Hmm.

♪ Bama loo... ♪

Can't argue with that.

Mm.

Ah.

Uh, your boys...

do they, um...

they know how you're doing?

I lost my youngest a few years back.

Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that.

And my eldest... Eh.

You don't want to hear about all that.

I do, actually.

If you wouldn't mind telling me.

Cut it out! What is wrong with you?

- Acting like you can't sit still! - Stop it!

Hey, what are you doing?!

You can't be doing that to these babies up in here.

This nigga ain't no baby.

- Come on. Come on! - Mama!

- Get off me! - Girl, what'd I say?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Why don't we stop?

Okay, all right, guys. All right.

Wanda, please.

Sweetheart, do you need a break?

Okay. Um...

- How you doing? - Uh-huh.

How about this gentleman, Joe,

he take you to get some fresh clothes

and a warm meal,

and maybe some more toys?

- Yeah? Come on. Come on. - All right, yeah.

I'm really sorry, Mrs. Saint.

I ain't mean to disrespect the shelter.

It's all right, baby.

Life is hard.

Don't apologize for feeling the weight of it.

But you can't save everybody.

The sooner you learn that, the sooner you'll find peace.

You know...

when Franklin's daddy was around,

and he was helping me when I was down,

he would say...

"Some people just need to be taught to accept help."

That it's like learning anything else.

Alton was a very compassionate man.

Saw the best in everyone.

Well, so do you.

Really, that's why I wanted to work here in the first place.

The way you keep fighting

for your family...

for your community...

I ain't never met nobody like that before.

Makes me think that could be me.

Maybe one day I could be like that.

You're amazing, you know that?

Your ability to just heal

in the midst of... all of this shit.

Maybe I should be more like you.

Hey.

- CJ! - Jerome, Jerome.

- How you been, man? - Come on, man.

Hey, she running a little rough.

I said, "Let me take her to the magician.

Get her purring again."

Yeah, well, you know,

- we're kind of backed up today. - Hmm.

Why don't you hit me up next week, make an appointment?

You know I'm-a take care of you.

Right.

All right, you can leave her here.

Check back in in a few hours.

I got you.

You know, I ain't had my hands

up under the hood in a long time.

I'm-a stay here.

Help you out. You got something to drink?

Got some brown for you.

How long did it last?

Oh, off and on for ten years.

We didn't even bother getting a divorce.

I just couldn't stand to look at that man

long enough to sign the papers.

How about you?

When she left,

I never thought to try again.

Mm. Yeah.

I guess we went in different directions.

I kept looking for men to replace

my, uh, my daughter's father.

I just wanted her to have a real parent.

All my life, things came easy.

But being a mother,

oof, kicked my ass.

And by the time

I figured out how to do it right...

it was too late.

My daughter didn't need me anymore.

She didn't even want me around.

I saw your daughter at the home.

You have a kid that cares enough

to make sure you're taken care of.

Made me wish I had fixed things with my boy

before it all went off the rails.

For whatever it's worth,

it seems like you did a good job raising your daughter.

Hi.

Mmm. How we doing?

Ask me again in a couple hours.

Oh.

Everything okay?

I'm just getting all these pages from when I was in the air.

Anything you need to deal with right now?

Nah.

Let's go.

Hell nah.

This the year.

Ain't no way Boston gonna

get by Magic, Kareem, Worthy.

The way my kids see Magic, they just light up.

They get stars in they eyes.

They probably throwing them no look pass

through the kitchen window.

Ooh. Hook shots into the chandelier.

Hey, how many kids you got now?

Aw, boy, I just had my third.

Little girl.

Man, if you got to go, man,

we almost done here. Get you up out of here.

Nah, man, I'm all right.

Three kids, huh?

From the man that said he was never gonna settle down.

Shit. I said a whole lot of shit back in the day.

Your boys know what you used to be into?

How you got this little shop?

They don't give a fuck about no ancient history.

Nah, you was smart.

Got your stack.

Made good use of it.

I never got to thank you for what you did,

bringing that business through Jammin' Jeromes.

Ain't no thang but a chicken wing.

I was happy to do it.

Pretty sure that's the second time I've seen

that boy drive around here.

Yeah?

What if it was?

Ey, ey, ey, come on, man! Jerome!

- Come on, Jerome! - Come on what?!

Come on what?

I love you, brother.

But maybe it's best that you wasn't here.

You love me, man?

Hmm?

You got two goddamn cars in here.

Talking about you ain't got the time.

I'm sorry, brother.

But I got people who need me to come home tonight.

Yeah. Sure thing.

Sure thing, man.

Hey, look, man, let me help you out.

I got it.

I'm good.

I'm good.

I don't need it.

Hmm.

You need it more than me.

Thank you.

Sorry for fucking up y'all day.

All clear.

I'm in.

♪ Brand-new dance... ♪

Fuck you looking at, nigga?

You see, that's what I appreciate about the service.

You know, you-you can tell everything

you need to know about a guy

by what he wears on his chest.

I always wanted to be like my old man's brother.

Oof.

He was an Army Ranger.

Mm.

Men feared him.

That's a strange thing to want.

- Well, it's not just that.

It was the respect that came with it.

You fight so hard...

you know, to be about something.

To be a goddamn man.

But then, one day, no matter what you do,

somebody else has to wipe your ass.

What?

You feel like a man to me.

It's your daughter.

And my son-in-law.

I guess, uh,

our time has come to a close.

Sorry to break up the party.

You know, a lot of people been looking

for y'all two.

Penny had nothing to do with this.

This is all on me.

I convinced her to run off.

It's okay.

We're just glad you're okay.

Honey, do you want to call the home and let them know

we have the fugitives in hand, hmm?

- Yeah, sure. Yeah. - Hmm.

Intense kid, huh?

Hmm.

Reminds me of my kid.

You think it's part of his cover?

I don't think so. This feels too personal.

A homosexual KGB agent.

It's a dangerous secret.

It's a dangerous man.

He's got something to hide.

He's desperate.

There's got to be someplace else, right?

Someplace that he works out of, so I think we need him

under 24-hour surveillance from here on in.

What's going on?

We were just talking about your new friend.

Nothing from him?

Nel.

What?

It's a Kansas City area code.

You've got family in Kansas City, right?

Figured that area code would get your attention.

Franklin?

Hey.

How you doing?

I'm all right.

Better than I've been in a while, actually.

Yeah, that's great.

What's going on?

Took a little trip today.

Out to beautiful Kansas City.

Got any recommendations?

Figured I'd treat your old man to some

dinner.

Fter I get my cash, of course. A

- You have my father? - Mm-hmm.

He in the next room.

Oh, and, uh, if you don't believe me,

call Glenway Meadows.

They'll tell you nobody's seen him

since this morning, when he absconded

with a Black woman.

Okay.

So, what's your plan here,

buddy? If I don't give you cash or else

you're gonna kill him, right? That's the play?

'Cause I can tell you right,

that's not gonna work out for you.

You should have done your fucking research.

I don't give two shits about that man.

And even if I did, what do you think it's gonna do

to your future... you kill a CIA

officer's father, huh?

Yeah. I remember telling him...

All right, you know what, why don't you

pu-put him on the phone? Yeah, just

put him on the phone. Let me talk to him.

I will get you out of this.

My accounts are the same as when you took it.

Call William.

Tell him to transfer it all back.

Do it now, and your pops gets to walk out of here

like nothing happened.

- You don't want to do this. - This is

the last time I'm gonna say this to you, Teddy.

Send me my motherfucking money.

He actually thought...

That's not how it works.

There's a process, even if I could...

- Wrong answer. He was the most incompetent soldier

I remember.

What the fuck? Uh, what was that?

Hey, Franklin.

Fuck did you just do?

You still want to talk to him?

Go ahead, Teddy.

Talk to your pops.

Hey, Dad.

Dad, can you hear me?

No.

Yeah, I don't think he can hear you,

Teddy.

This is what's gonna happen.

Transfer my fucking money.

Or next I'm-a go after your woman.

Then your kid, Paul.

And any motherfucker you care about.

I'll bleed them.

Just like I did your daddy.

Think he just killed my father.

Get out.

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