Original subtitles

- Previously on "Sacrifice"...

- You mentioned you might be interested

in going to a different label.

- True. I'm so over my current label.

- I think I might have a great option for you:

Blackgammon.

- You got two choices: you either walk away

or get Bobby away from Jameson.

- I was hoping you could help me find some answers

about my parents' accident.

- Oh, it wasn't an accident.

Ellis Shaw killed my husband,

and in the process, his own daughter, your mother.

- What? - What are you doing here?

- You've upset the wrong people.

- Some of your old business partners.

- Bobby Howard broke into my house last night.

He brought two guys with him. They roofied me with vodka.

- I'mma kill that motherfucker.

- Once I get Jameson free,

I'll put the feds on Bobby. He'll pay.

- Take it, just in case.

[upbeat hip-hop music]

- ♪ They can't stop me ♪

- Ladies, by signing those digital contracts,

you're making an historic label relevant again.

Your remix with Jameson will be the hottest release

Blackgammon Records has ever had.

- Oh, my God, sis, you really looked out.

- Yes, for real.

Ain't no way our second album's gonna flop.

- Flop? Y'all will triple

your album sales, guaranteed.

- Dom-certified. - Oh, my God.

Okay, so I know we'll probably cut our tracks separately,

but can we please meet Jameson?

- Meet her?

Shit, why don't we put y'all in the studio with her tonight?

- Deadass. - I love it. I love it.

- No way! - Y'all finished?

- There you go.

- Uh, don't y'all have to be at The Grove

for the "Entertainment Tonight" spot?

- Mm.

- Thank you, Tamika. - Anytime, boss.

- See y'all tonight. - Thank y'all.

- Good luck. [both squealing]

- You know Jameson might show up with Bobby tonight.

- I can't even hear that right now, D.

- You can't be emotional about this.

You gotta put aside what you know about Bobby,

finish Jameson's album,

and if you keep calm, we'll own Blackgammon.

- We?

- I can't do it without you.

- All right. That's all I needed to hear.

[phone rings]

- Hold on.

Daniella Hernandez.

- Hey. It's your Uncle Sly. - You broke Tía's heart.

Where the hell are you?

- I'm sorry about Gabriella.

But I was just trying to do the right thing,

and I just went about it the wrong way.

- So why are you calling? - See if I can still help.

- Help with what?

- Get some closure on your parents,

get the truth, the real truth,

'cause I know it wasn't just no accident.

Let's just say there was some men involved, okay?

- Some men? What men?

- I don't know, but Arnold knows,

and he ain't said shit in 30 years--

he ain't gonna start talking now.

[apprehensive music]

Look, uh, give me something I can do to redeem myself.

- You can redeem myself by finding someone who does know.

- That's the problem.

It's just been so damn long ago.

- Did you know my father's assistant?

- Yeah. Her name was, uh, Dolores.

- Could you find her? - If she's alive, I will.

Last I remember,

after your parents died, she moved to Texas.

Hey, thank you, baby girl.

- Uncle Sly, you should call Tía.

- D. - Hello?

- I need you to talk to my dad.

Okay, I want back in the entertainment division.

- I heard you're on a four-trial winning streak.

- Uh-uh.

Which is why my dad says that he made the right move

moving me to litigation.

- Four in a row is pretty impressive, Josh.

- Wrong answer.

Just remind him how big I played in closing Aléance.

- Hold on.

[computer chirping]

Somwon, what's going on?

- We've been attacked by a computer virus.

Hit us hard.

- How hard? - The whole firm's locked up.

- My computer's frozen too. - What's going on?

♪ ♪

- Even data in the cloud is frozen.

- You must know some way around it.

- You saw me. I just got beat.

- Okay, what does this mean?

- It means we're fucked.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- This is surveillance footage

from the night Bobby Howard was robbed.

[gunfire]

Okay, so Bobby Howard's drug operation was hit hard

by as-yet unknown assailants.

Do we focus on Bobby,

who we've been surveilling for several months,

or this crew that just robbed him and killed one of his men?

- Well, that was Kenny Toombs.

Found his corpse in the LA River three hours later.

- LAPD was never called? - It was over so fast.

We didn't want them to know we were watching.

- Who's Bobby got squabble with?

- It's a long list.

- Wow, you weren't kidding.

Grape Street, Rollin' Nineties, Hawthorne.

Why does 23 Shooters sound familiar?

- 'Cause that's Mo-Z Parks' crew.

Back in the day, Mo-Z used to run with Dom Mayfield.

- Back it up.

[inquisitive music]

Stop.

♪ ♪

- What are you thinking, Beverly?

- I'm thinking the world just got smaller.

I'm thinking Bobby Howard is married to Jameson,

who just recently became a client of the same attorney

that represents Dom Mayfield.

- Daniella Hernandez.

- Is this all the surveillance we've got?

- Well, the area got hot after the robbery.

We had to beat it.

- See, that could be Mayfield.

- What would make Dom Mayfield rejoin Mo-Z's crew

and go after a heavy hitter like Bobby Howard?

- I don't know, something personal.

- We just have to remember that Bobby's the big catch.

- True, but there's a world where Dom leads us to Mo-Z,

Mo-Z leads us to Bobby, we just keep trading up.

- But with the evidence we have so far,

that world doesn't exist.

- Then let's keep eyes on Bobby and Dom,

see if their paths cross.

With Daniella involved,

that world might just materialize.

- Where are you going? - Get some coffee.

- Now? The IT department needs you.

- Having trouble concentrating. I'll be right back.

- I'll send a runner for the coffee.

- Well-- - Come with me.

Now, explain to me what's going on.

- Usually it starts by someone clicking a link in an email.

The hacker will study somebody,

find out what they're interested in,

then send an email about something they know they love.

- That's all it takes to take down an entire firm?

- Yeah.

- Who clicked the email?

- I heard it was Duncan who runs the IT department.

- Who you can't stand. - Can't stand me.

You know, boss, I can really use that coffee.

- You know, earlier today, you said you "got beat."

That's the first time I've ever heard you admit defeat.

- Sometimes you're just up against a higher power.

- I know about higher power.

I also know when someone's not telling me the truth.

You're lying to me.

- Boss, I'm not lying-- - Stop.

Every second that goes by, this firm loses money.

I lose money.

Next, I'll start losing clients

because it will get out their secrets are not secure.

And when that happens, we have a very serious problem.

Now tell me what you know.

You get one chance.

- It's all fucked up. - It's all fucked up?

Somwon, Duncan called LAPD Cyber Crime.

You lie to me, I'll turn you into them myself.

- I never told you about Charlie Buddha.

- Tran says hello.

[tense music]

- Is he out? - No, bitch.

He's in prison serving 15 years, thanks to you.

- Let's get this over with.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on, hold on, hold on.

No, no, no, no, wait, wait, wait, wait.

- Fire. - [groans]

Shit.

[all laughing]

God damn it.

- You can go now.

I wanna talk to Somwon alone.

- Minh? - Quan.

- I should have known it was you.

- The witness protection program is pretty good.

It took years to find you.

- I see you're still with the twins.

- You've been hacking.

But mostly we found you on Instagram.

Your portrait went viral on the internet.

- Damn.

- The old Quan would have never let that happen.

And then the old Quan wasn't into throuples, either.

- How you know about that? - We've been following you.

And you work in corporate America

at an evil law firm?

- They're not evil. - [scoffs]

Have you seen their client list?

And we thought Tran was bad.

- Tran was bad.

He had us hacking hospitals, holding sick people ransom.

People died because we did that.

- And you punished him.

Your firm reps people worse than Tran.

They should be punished.

- What do you want?

♪ ♪

- I want you back.

I'm not leaving empty-handed.

It's your law firm,

one of those evil clients...

Or you.

- So you gave Charlie Buddha Lang & Associates.

- No. I gave them Pure Patriot.

- The conservative media company we represent?

- The fascist propagandist we represent.

- So, you're a hacktivist.

- I gave all the necessary codes in a 40--minute window

to hack into Pure Patriot through our servers.

She was supposed to get in and get out.

- So what went wrong? - She took too long.

Our cybersecurity system activated

and sent tracers after her.

- Tracers.

- Digital markers that usually alerts the cops,

but I took care of that.

I think she got pissed and infected us with a virus.

I was on my way to find her when you stopped me.

Boss, I will fix this.

- You better.

Because if word gets out, this firm may never recover.

- LAPD Cyber Crime is here,

and they want to speak with Somwon.

[apprehensive music]

- Mm.

If I'm locked up, I'll never be able to reverse the virus.

- You can fix this? - Yes.

- You promise?

- I got this, boss.

- Tell them he's not here.

Take the stairs.

[suspenseful music]

- I often wonder what I would do

if I could acquire the Blackgammon label

the way my late husband Hunter wanted.

And here you are, presenting it to me on a silver platter.

The first thing I'll do is to place the label in hands

that can truly resurrect it.

- Mine. I've waited far too long.

- So, understand that my interest

in Blackgammon is personal.

- As is mine.

I wouldn't be here turning on my own family,

except they turned on me.

[knock at door]

- Oh, sorry to bother you, sweetheart.

I was in the building, so I thought I'd, uh,

I'd grab those files.

Oh, oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't realize you had company.

- Estelle Winchester, this is my second husband

of many years now, Matthew Wren.

- How do you do? - It's a pleasure.

- Matthew is a lobbyist.

He's been an advocate for some of the richest

businessmen in the world in California and D.C.,

and now he's come aboard Criterium

as my financial consultant and advisor.

Darling, we're discussing Blackgammon.

Stay and listen to Estelle's proposal.

- Yeah, of course. Please. Have a seat.

- My proposal is that we take control of Blackgammon

before Jameson releases her first album for the label.

- All right, but why would your father sell Blackgammon

with an artist of the stature of Jameson coming aboard?

- We don't buy from Ellis. We buy from RCT Equity.

They have a $20 million lien on the label's catalog.

Buy the loan, force a default, it's ours.

Now, Carol, you've gobbled up so many other labels

in your career.

Why not Blackgammon? You have the know-how.

- Well, I will need to see the loan docs.

- Right here. All 600 pages.

- If I like what I read, I'll send a contract over.

- Shit. Where is she?

- Right here, Quan.

- Why'd you lock up my law firm?

- You never disabled your security.

Your system traced me. - I took care of that.

You're safe.

Who are you looking for?

- You ratted out Tran. Why not me? Where are the cops?

- I said you're safe.

Why didn't you just get in and get out

of Pure Patriot like we said?

You know what? I don't even care.

Give me the encryption key to cancel the virus.

Come on, I need my law firm back.

- No one fucks with me, Quan. Not even you.

- This is just like when we hacked Monsanto.

- No, this is not like Monsanto.

- Yes, it is. - No, it's not.

- You didn't trust us.

You thought we left you behind,

so you put indicators on our laptops so we'd get caught.

For real, we were lucky we didn't get caught.

You haven't changed.

The encryption key.

- The virus that I used doesn't have an encryption key.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- So, you hit my entire fucking law firm

with a virus you can't reverse?

- I was pissed.

If it helps, here's the virus.

If anyone can write the reverse code, it's you.

Quan, who gives a shit about a law firm?

Come back to us. We haven't been the same.

I haven't been the same.

- Are you kidding me?

I want you gone.

[phone ringing]

- Hey.

- Yo, where are you? - I'm in a crisis.

A virus shut down the entire firm.

- Jameson moved up the session.

Bobby's here. I need you to get over here.

- Yo, yo. Time to get this going.

Tight schedule, Dom. Let's go.

- Just get here.

- There you are.

I need a huge favor.

Somwon's on his way back to the office,

and I need you to keep an eye on him.

- Why?

- LAPD Cyber Crime is here.

I'm worried they're gonna question him about the virus,

and I gotta go handle something.

- Did Somwon hit us with this virus?

- No. But they'll think he did.

- If I help him, you'll convince my dad

to bring me back to the entertainment division.

- Okay. Fine.

- We got a deal.

[phone ringing]

- Lang & Associates. Tamika speaking.

- Tamika, I hope you're having a fantastic day today.

- It's a nightmare, actually, Jason.

- Really? I'm sorry to hear that.

What's going on?

- Oh, just the usual workload.

I do appreciate you calling, though.

- How are you and the kids? - We couldn't be happier.

Thank you for helping me get them back.

- Listen, I would love to see you again.

I'll even pay for the babysitter.

- [scoffs] I don't know.

After what just happened with my ex, you know--

- I just remember having a great time with you.

Let me know when you want to go dancing again.

- I will call you.

Nice hearing your voice.

- Yours too.

- ♪ You know I'm the baddest ♪

♪ I hope that you can handle this ♪

- It's your girls. You're not gonna believe

who we got up in here with us.

- We cutting with the one and only Jameson.

- Hey, y'all. [laughs]

- Oh, my God, we cannot wait for y'all

to hear our new track.

- These ladies are cutting the mold.

I am so proud of them.

- Shut up! - Oh, say it again.

She said that, right? - Mm-hmm.

- Mm-hmm. This is Jameson. Out.

- We all out. - Bae.

Oh, my God.

Listen, you don't understand. You are our idol, okay?

Watching you do what you did so young, like,

it really got us started with our music.

- And showed us how to put it out there.

- Me?

- Come on, you must hear that all the time.

- I'm thinking people just blowing smoke.

- Well, we're not.

- Yeah, nah, we definitely don't do that.

Girl, we love you. - Yeah.

And we cannot thank you enough for being a part of our album.

- Listen, it's a win-win.

I part-own this label, so me cutting on a track

with y'all is good for everyone.

- Wow, we never even thought

about owning a label. - Mm-mm.

- That's how this game is played.

Don't play to win, play to own.

I mean, I love that y'all are provocative

and using what's yours,

but who's really getting paid if you doing it for the man?

Own that shit. - Mm.

- Damn. - You right.

- That's a fact.

- Hey! - Own that shit!

[laughter]

- Yeah, we gonna have some fun with this one, boy.

Getting all of them on the same track?

Whoo, babe.

[chuckles]

- Hey, man, let me holler at you real quick.

[gunshots]

- Come on, man. We gotta go! Let's go!

- Be right back.

Be right back. Just give me a minute.

- Daniella, you made it.

I was starting to believe we were doing this without you.

- Not a chance. Hey, ladies. - Hi.

- Hey. - You guys having fun?

- Yes, we are. - Oh, my God, so much fun.

- Okay, so we got an idea. Can we show you something?

- Okay. - Of course. Of course.

- Hello, Daniella.

You looking mighty photogenic today.

Can I get you a drink?

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- You can't get me a bat so I can bash your brains in,

you no-talent, house husband, stupid little bitch.

- What's up? You good? - Yeah.

Mo-Z's got a buyer for only half of our coke.

- All right. Bet.

- You good in there? - Nah, not really.

I should just pop that nigga and be done with it,

but I promised D.

- Daniella? - Yeah.

- Man, you keep playing by ho rules

instead of rules of the street, you gonna get burned.

I'm just saying, homie.

- Feel you. Appreciate you.

- Yeah.

[footsteps approaching]

- I'm Detective Tiffany Fletcher,

LAPD Cyber Crime Unit.

We're speaking to everyone who works IT at Lang & Associates.

I understand that you assist

the IT department in problem-solving.

- Yeah. Anything I can do to help.

- Is Somwon your real name?

- Excuse me? - Sounds made up.

- My father was Vietnamese.

- Duncan in the IT department says that you are smarter

than all of them combined,

and that it would take those kind of smarts

to create a virus like the one that hit this firm.

Why does he think you're involved?

- Because he don't like-- - Okay, that sounds

like a question for Duncan.

- Why does Somwon need a lawyer?

I'm just gathering information.

- And I'm just his attorney.

And from now on, every employee that you interview

will have an attorney sitting next to them.

- Is Duncan right? Are you involved?

- Okay, if you're gathering information,

please, get information.

But the second this feels like an interrogation,

he's gonna go back to work.

- This image on everyone's computer,

the Buddha with a gun.

You're Vietnamese. What does it mean?

- What's me being half-Vietnamese

have to do with anything? - I'm asking you.

- I don't know what bullshit Duncan being feeding--

- Hey, hey. Stop. Stop.

- Your employee knows something.

- Yeah, I know you're an asshole.

- Why are you getting so upset?

- Because he's right. Right?

You are being an asshole.

Somwon, let's go.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- All right, get him.

Steven Somwon, you are under arrest.

- Stop. Stop. What are you doing?

He hasn't done anything.

- Mr. Lang, we found digital indicators related to the virus

that trace back to Somwon's laptop computer.

- Yeah. He's part of our red team.

Hey, I ordered him to crack our cybersecurity to test it.

- Nice try.

Anything you say may be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to consult an attorney.

Should you choose not to, one will be provided for you.

- Josh. - Okay, don't worry.

- Are those the RCT loan papers?

- They are. - Mm.

Well, don't keep me waiting.

- I'm having a hard time understanding

your obsession with Blackgammon.

We've been coasting for over 20 years,

and now you want to rock the boat?

For what?

To shit on your ex-husband's daughter?

- [groans]

It's business, sweetheart. - Okay.

- Nothing personal at all. - Mm.

So tell me.

Does Estelle have any idea what she's talking about?

- Well, actually, yes.

As we know, the loan is for $20 million.

This RCT Equity is a predatory lender.

They work within the law.

But a company RCT's size

doesn't ordinarily grant $20 million loans.

"So why this time?" you ask.

Because Ronnie Chase

and Ellis Shaw's grandson Chauncey

know each other from business school

and from the fraternity that they both belonged to.

But Ronnie knows that Chauncey is writing checks

to phony vendors trying to bleed the company dry.

- Why?

- So they'll default on the loan,

then he and his buddy can steal the company

from his grandfather.

But I called Ronnie,

and I told him I might have a buyer for the debt

at 5% of the loan value.

- That's $1 million.

- He wouldn't do it for any less.

- Hmm.

Buy it.

And I'll have an agreement delivered to Estelle

to make it seem as though we're partners.

- Ah, yes.

You have no intention of installing her as CEO, do you?

- No. Never did.

- ♪ Dance like that, make you bounce like this ♪

♪ Setting all you hos, how you turning the flip ♪

♪ If you see it on me then it's fucking legit ♪

♪ Gotta make you bitches bugging ♪

♪ And they all on my shit ♪

- ♪ 'Cause I know what I like now ♪

- ♪ I like now ♪

- ♪ I see what I want, I got a big mouth ♪

- ♪ Big mouth ♪

- ♪ Gotta turn the lights down ♪ - ♪ Lights down ♪

- ♪ I look good, I'm everybody's tight bitch ♪

♪ You can sit down ♪

♪ Down, down, down ♪ - ♪ Down, down, down ♪

- ♪ Down, down, down, baby ♪

♪ You can sit down ♪ - ♪ Down ♪

- ♪ Down, down, down ♪ - ♪ Sit it down ♪

♪ Down, down, down, baby ♪ - ♪ You can sit down ♪

- ♪ Pussy purr, little doggy wanna run up ♪

♪ City blur, we be fuckin' till the sun up ♪

- ♪ Till the sun up ♪

[phone ringing]

- Hey, Josh. What's up?

- Somwon's just been arrested.

- I'll be right there.

- Yo, hold up a minute, ladies.

- Okay! - Killed it.

- I've gotta go. I don't know when I'll be back.

You got this.

- [clears throat] - We so crazy.

- Yo, that's a hit.

- Okay, guys, just play with it.

Whatever feels good. Let's hit it.

- ♪ Down, down, baby, you can sit down ♪

♪ Down, down, down ♪

- Yo, this track is lit. Oof.

You, uh, cooking up beats like this for my baby's album?

- Yeah, no doubt. - Mm.

Whoo.

Mm.

[blowing] - Yo, you good?

- I just want to see what you mixing with.

Ooh, a Halbrook board.

Dope.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, that's real dope.

- ♪ Got a big mouth ♪ - ♪ Big mouth ♪

- ♪ Gotta turn the lights down ♪

- ♪ The lights down ♪ - ♪ I look good ♪

♪ I'm everybody's tight bitch ♪ - ♪ Sit down ♪

♪ Down, down, down ♪

- It's all my fault.

- You didn't grant Charlie Buddha access to our servers.

- Yeah, but hacking for me is how Charlie Buddha found him.

- You and I grew up together.

We were both taught to win at all costs.

- Yeah.

But I don't like the cost of this, Josh.

- You're being too hard on yourself.

[knock at door]

- I just got the news.

I hope that son of a bitch rots in hell.

- He's not guilty. - They said they had evidence.

- We both know evidence can be manipulated.

- Okay, Dad, listen, you need to swear to the police

that he's a member of our red team,

and that he was testing security on our orders.

- Why the hell would I do that?

- Because he can get the firm back online.

- He can reverse what Cyber Crime

is calling a state-level virus

before we lose every important client we have?

- I've seen him work. He can.

- Then I'll say whatever you need.

- Great. Thank you.

It'll help, but it won't be enough.

Tamika, tell Miguel to bring the car around.

- Oh, Daniella.

Hey, my assistant said you were coming by.

Uh, this is Agent Fields, DEA. Daniella Hernandez.

- A pleasure. - Nice to meet you.

- I was told it was urgent. - It is.

My digital researcher's been arrested,

and he's done nothing wrong.

I need him released.

- What's he accused of? - Hacking.

But the IT department

didn't know that the head of our law firm

asked him to test our cyber security system.

- Just show LAPD the paperwork

giving your researcher the assignment.

[apprehensive music]

You can't, can you?

Daniella, really? Come on.

You're not even bringing your A game this time.

- I'm not playing any games, Beverly.

It's the truth.

Something went wrong. Our entire firm is shut down.

- I heard about it this morning.

- You did?

Well, look, we're running out of time.

I need him back so we can fix it.

- Okay.

I do this for you, you give me Dom Mayfield.

- Bev.

- He killed Connor Hanks, D'Trell Weeks.

- You have no proof.

- What about Kenny Toombs, the roadie/drug dealer

who was killed in a robbery aimed at Bobby Howard?

I believe your choirboy was in the crew that hit Bobby.

- Now you're just making shit up.

- We've got the whole thing on video.

Daniella, when Dom tries to move those drugs he stole,

we'll know, and we'll get him.

- You're fishing. It won't work.

- Why do you always get caught up in this shit?

- The only thing that I'm getting caught up in

is trying to get my research assistant released.

Will you help me or not?

- Dom Mayfield for your research assistant.

Or Bobby Howard.

- Well, Bobby's not a client, so I can help you there.

- Really?

- Trust me.

- Okay.

I can get your researcher out,

but he'll have to spend the night in jail.

- Oh, come on.

- You can pick him up in the morning.

- [scoffs]

- Okay. Fine. Thank you.

Have a good night.

- Always a pleasure. - [scoffs]

♪ ♪

- Great idea you had,

sending Cyber Crime over there right away.

[chuckles]

But do you really think you can trust Daniella Hernandez?

- We'll see.

- ♪ Down, down, down, baby ♪

♪ You can sit down ♪ - ♪ Down ♪

- ♪ Down, down, down ♪ - ♪ Sit it down ♪

♪ Down, down, down, baby ♪ - ♪ You can sit down ♪

- ♪ Pussy purr, little doggy wanna run up ♪

♪ City blur, we be fuckin' till the sun up ♪

- Yo.

You hear this? This is sounding real nice.

- I don't care about the song. - Oh, what's up?

- Bobby. - I was cool the whole time.

- I'm talking about the robbery

and one of his men getting killed.

They have the whole thing on video.

- That's bullshit. We was wearing masks.

- So, you did do it! God damn it, Dom!

- I went there to kill him.

That's the only way to deal with a dude like Bobby.

Not killing that motherfucker

is the only thing I'm mad about.

- I really appreciate you trying to protect me,

but I don't need it.

Are you sure they didn't see your face?

- I'm sure.

- Okay. You need to be careful.

Whatever you stole from Bobby, get rid of it.

And stay away from him. I'm gonna feed him to the DA.

- All right.

♪ ♪

[hip-hop music playing]

♪ ♪

- So, you did do it! God damn it, Dom!

- I went there to kill him.

That's the only way to deal with a dude like Bobby.

Not killing that motherfucker

is the only thing I'm mad about.

- I'm so disappointed. I really liked her.

- You'll get over it.

- Dom stays alive till I get my shit back.

- Okay. You need to be careful.

Whatever you stole from Bobby, get rid of it.

And stay away from him. I'm gonna feed him to the DA.

- I've never been this happy to see your face as I am now.

Scared the hell out of me.

- You weren't half as scared as me.

- Did we find his friend Minh?

- Our investigators went to Somwon's apartment,

but she was gone.

Investigator found this.

[sentimental music]

- Okay, I hope those numbers unlock the virus.

We're getting calls from clients,

and we need to stop the bleeding now.

- This is just a little hacker's greeting card.

To unlock the virus,

I'm gonna have to try a cold boot attack.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

First, I freeze the source code chip.

Then I have a few seconds to transfer it to a new host,

or the data deteriorates, and it's gone forever.

[devices whirring]

Come on.

- Somwon?

- Come on.

- Say something, boy.

- Once I read the source code, I remove the virus manually.

But if I mess up, the firm data disappears forever.

♪ ♪

We got it.

[both sigh] Got it.

- [laughs]

Good job.

[mellow R&B music]

I can't believe you did it.

That was close. Great job today.

Listen, thank you for coming over so late.

I want to talk to you.

- Well, I have some stuff you should know too.

- Okay. You first.

- Just so you know, I retrieved all the firm's data,

but Minh was able to hack Pure Patriot.

- That's okay.

If there was one client we had to sacrifice,

I'm glad it's them.

But...

You're going to stop hacking.

I don't want to be responsible for you going away

for 5 to 15 years over something I made you do.

- But you haven't made me do anything I didn't want to.

- That's not true.

- Hacking is who I am.

It's what I am.

I'm never gonna stop.

- [sighs] Somwon.

- I never stopped searching for what happened to your parents

on August 11, 1989.

Folder 379 might have some interesting reading.

Night, boss. I'll see myself out.

- Good night. Thank you.

[apprehensive music]

♪ ♪

Arnold.

[soft sultry music]

- I left you my calling card, and you called.

♪ ♪

You still love me.

- Minh, I'm not living this kind of life no more.

- Hmm. - When you leave, I mean it.

- Oh, come on. - Don't come back.

- You know you miss the thrill.

- I have a home here.

People that care about me.

- They don't know you like I do.

I care about the real you,

not this clown version that you show them.

- Stop.

- Let me remind you of a couple things

that you really liked about your old life.

♪ ♪

- Yeah, yeah.

- You see it? - There he is.

Yes, sir.

[dramatic music]

Shh, shh, shh. Shh.

♪ ♪

- Who is it? The DA?

- Yo, you good?

- I just want to see what you mixing with.

Ooh, a Halbrook board.

Dope.

- It's Bobby. - Shit.

We gotta get ready to throw down.

- He definitely heard me and D talking.

Shit, bro, we gotta go.

[line trilling]

- Come on. - You've reached Sly Shaw.

Leave a message after the beep.

- Hey, Uncle Sly, if you find my dad's old assistant,

ask her about a group called Syngem.

S-Y-N-G-E-M.

Hello?

- Daniella, Bobby tried to kill me.

I told him to get out, and he went ballistic.

I'm so sick of his shit. I should have listened to you.

I need somebody here before he comes back.

- Where are your bodyguards? - He fired them.

- I'll be right there. Where are you?

- I'm in the office at my cosmetics warehouse.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Jameson? It's Daniella.

- This doesn't feel right.

[phone buzzing]

- Jameson!

- Daniella.

- Jameson? - Oh, shit.

No! Miguel! No!

Get away from me! Get off me! - Come on!

- Miguel! Get off of me! Ah!

God damn it! - Sit down!

- [yelping, panting]

- Go outside and help Chip with Miguel.

Go!

- Why are you doing this?

- You told that thieving Dom

that you were gonna feed me to the DA?

Yeah. I bugged the studio.

- Bobby.

Wait, hold on.

- You and your driver have been having a torrid affair

that ends in a drunken double homicide.

With your history and the pictures I'll post,

it'll be an easy sell.

- Bobby, don't do this. [gunshots]

[yells] - [grunts]

[intense music]

♪ ♪

- We're gonna do this again?

[gunshot]

- [panting]

[gunshot]

[panting]

- Ah!

Oh, my God, you're okay.

- Are you okay?

[apprehensive music]

- Yeah, I'll survive.

I can't say the same for those two jackasses out there.

Or him.

- Oh, my God. - Daniella!

- Oh, God.

- Shit. Okay, I'm here. It's okay.

- I killed him. - It's okay.

- I killed him. - Okay. Come here.

[distant siren wailing]

- Damn. Y'all got him good.

- Dom, you're not gonna wanna be here

when the police show up.

- He's right. You should go.

- All right. I'll call you later.

- Okay. - Let's go.

All right.

[phone buzzing]

♪ ♪

- This Chinese food is almost as good

as the Barbancourt, isn't it?

- Mmm... - [laughs]

Thanks for letting me bring it to you.

[light upbeat music]

- Sorry this had to be so late. That virus really set me back.

- Well, I'm having fun. Aren't you?

- My boss doesn't like that I even look in your direction.

- [laughs] Same with my boss.

- So clearly whatever we think this might be can't be.

- We'll finish the Chinese food and call it a day.

- You got some sauce.

- Where?

- Uh-uh. Mm-mm.

♪ ♪

[laughs] - What do we do now?

- ♪ Every day I look forward to you ♪

♪ You take away my blues, baby ♪

♪ We gon' make the news, yeah ♪

♪ We don't make no rules ♪

♪ We paid all our dues, baby ♪

- [exhales]

♪ ♪

- Can't believe it took the cops

six hours to admit this was self-defense.

- Men died tonight.

- First time you kill someone is rough.

- [sighs]

[apprehensive music]

♪ ♪

Get rid of it, Miguel. All of it.

I don't want it in the house anymore.

- Did Minh do that? - Yep.

- Damn. No wonder you like her. [laughs]

- Who said I like her?

- You could have given her up anytime to save your own ass,

but you didn't.

And I don't want to hear about any hacker code.

You like her.

Only reason why she came here was for you.

- You sure are peppy this morning.

- Huh? [phone buzzes]

[contemplative music]

♪ ♪

[knock at door]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- You clean up fast.

- Hello, Daniella. - Jameson.

Back to business already, I see.

- Life goes on.

I was just so happy to hear that Bobby didn't hurt you.

- Bullshit. You set me up to be killed.

- I owe you a thanks, though.

You helped me solve a problem of a no-account husband

who was always gonna be looking at me for half of everything.

- Well, fixing problems is what I do best.

By the way, my rates for you have gone up.

- Tried to have you killed.

What makes you think I'd keep you as my lawyer?

- Because if you don't,

I'll be a problem you can't fix.

- Mm. Is that so?

- It is. Recognize this?

- It's Bobby's phone.

- The only reason I don't blow your shit out of the water

is because I need you to get where I want to go.

- And what if I don't want to go there?

- You're a fucking psychopath.

But you're not stupid.

You act right, I'll get you where you want to go.

You act wrong, God have mercy on you.

♪ ♪

- [whispering] Bye-bye.

♪ ♪

♪ I hope that you can handle this ♪

♪ You know it won't come easy ♪

♪ 'Cause you know I'm the baddest ♪

♪ I'm the baddest chick that you ever gon' see ♪

♪ I'm the baddest chick that you ever gon' meet ♪

♪ I'm the baddest chick that them others wanna be ♪