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Previously on "Power..."

You recognize
the name Simon Stern?

He's one of the biggest
nightlife investors in New York.

You got some fine-ass-looking
girls serving drinks

in there, by the way.

There was this one, red hair,
tall, what's her name?

Her name is
"Don't touch the merchandise,

motherfucker."

Not everybody
understands us, Jamie.

I'm not going anywhere,
Tasha, I'm stuck here.

Right where you want me.

We'll have us a meeting.

I sit across the table,
I look all those motherfuckers

in the eye, and I find out
whose hitting me,

once and for all.
Until then, no one gets product.

So Lobos' New York distributor
is meeting with his network.

So not only is he
not getting us product,

but he doesn't
respect us enough to be here.

FBI, let me see
your hands!

Why you switch up the spot
for the meeting at the last second?

You can never be too careful.

Where the fuck is Anibal?

I never stopped
thinking about you.

All these years.

Ripped By mstoll

Hey, hey!

Oh, yeah, that's right, girl.

It feels like we're 15 again,
sneaking out of my parents' apartment.

It ain't like that.

My driver's
parked in the back.

Of course.
Just like when we were 15.

I could've taken a cab.

What kind of guy
do you think I am?

Um, Angie, are we--

What?

Okay, I guess.

Better than okay, I think.

Good night,
Angela.

Good night, Jamie.

Watch that turn now,
Raina, okay?

Hold that out a little.

- You sound really good.
- Thank you.

And you will, too, if you do
what I said.

Good morning,
sleepyhead.

Morning.

I didn't hear you
come in last night.

Yeah, the count was off,
so we stayed

to make sure it was right.

And y'all woke me up
with those beautiful voices.

You keep singing like that,
guarantee you get the lead.

The fifth graders
never get it.

Yeah, but, baby girl,
they never seen

a fifth grader
like my Raina St. Patrick.

You come from good stock, girl.
You hear me, huh?

Your daddy's looks
and your mama's voice?

Whatever, Negro.

Uh-huh.

Gross.

Gross?
Give me some sugar.

Wait, are you trying to--

What?
Mmm.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Have a good day
at school.

- Okay.
- All right.

Keep practicing that song.

So we got
fuckups all around, don't we?

The meeting information
from Nomar Arcielo was bogus.

And I take full responsibility
for that, Frankie.

But it's no worse than
the potential key

to the whole investigation
getting murdered

while you two idiots
were sitting outside.

Saxe, what were you
doing there, anyway?

You were supposed to write the warrant,
not go out on a field trip.

And you distracted Agent Medina
from good surveillance.

All due respect, Frankie,
I hardly think I'm to blame.

You're right.
There's enough blame to go around.

But the question is

where do we go from here?

If you were right and Anibal
was the distributor

Lobos was unhappy with,
then Lobos had the biggest

motive to call a hit.

If we find Anibal's killer,
there's a chance

we could connect
Lobos directly.

We're gonna need NYPD
cooperation for that.

Good luck with that.

The detective on the case,
Meredith Haines,

is a power-tripping bitch.

Takes one to know one, Saxe.

I'll talk to Detective Haines.

Let you know what I find out.

I'll drive you to the precinct.
I've got some friends over there.

If Detective Haines
is as prickly as they say,

then I'm better off
going alone

so we can talk
woman-to-woman.

You wanna try calling
Nomar?

- He's not responding to our calls.
- Yeah, okay.

But at some point, we need to talk
about the dresser situation

from the other night.

Later, okay?

We're gearing up
for my High Holy Day.

That some kind
of religious shit?

No, we're celebrating
the day I got made.

Born into the mighty
Soldado Nation,

25 years ago.

Boys in my crew are getting
snake tattoos on their arms today

to honor me, Víbora.

Dos decades
in the game.

Always seems
like guys like us

should be able
to not look over our shoulder.

That's why Anibal's death
came as a surprise

to me and my partner.

Can't say it did
the same for me.

Because you
made the order?

Because he's
straight up fat, man.

You ever see
that motherfucker eat?

I'm a businessman like you.
I don't wish death on any man.

Except if it benefits
my pockets.

Maybe you're trying to take over
the Taínos' turf.

I got enough trouble maintaining
my own territory.

I don't want to expand.

What about that shit
you were talking

at the Chinese spot?

About another connect.

I know a guy
who knows a guy.

But it's not
your product's quality.

You here to accuse me
of something or not?

Because not too long ago
you came to me for help.

And I strapped your crew up.

Reason I'm here, papá.

Yeah?

You'd open up that damn pipeline
again like you did for Rolla.

But I haven't seen shit.

Give me a couple days
to get some things back in order.

You'll be flying high again.

Víbora.

Hmm.

For a minute there,
you had me thinking

you weren't gonna kill him.

Motherfucker straight up
lied to my face.

Didn't he, Tommy?

Knowing damn well he met
with Lobos about steppin' it up.

Told you it was
Ruiz all along.

Yeah, except when you said
it was Anibal.

Except that I don't care,
now I just want to kill a motherfucker.

Yo, Shawn, you ready
to finally get your dick wet?

- Tommy!
- No, it's cool,

Uncle G, I wanna help.

Did I ask you anything,
Shawn? Huh?

- He ain't ready.
- Hey, the kid handled himself

at the meeting, Ghost.

Ain't it time we let him
step it up like his dad did with us?

Kid ain't ready.

All right, get out of here.

What's wrong with you, man, huh?
What's wrong?

How's he gonna get ready?

Driving you around ain't prepping
him for no real shit.

Ruiz is too hard of a target.

Shawn's green,
he'll get himself killed.

How the fuck we supposed
to explain to Kanan,

who gets out in a year,
that he's coming home

to no money
and no son?

Fine, I'll do it.
Fast and clean,

Ruiz won't know
what hit him.

Nah, I don't want any of our hands
getting dirty on this.

Okay? We need to outsource

so we have plausible deniability
in case something goes wrong.

I do it, ain't shit
gonna go wrong.

Important thing
is it stops, all right?

The streets don't need
to know we did it.

So long as it gets done.

Fine, you want
to blow loot, fuck it.

- I'll just call in the dreads.
- Good.

What?

I just can't help but think
none of this shit

would be going down
if Kanan were here.

If Kanan were here,
we'd still be working the corner.

Cheer up.

Let the Jamaicans
do their thing, man. Huh?

It'll all be over,
it can go back to business.

The way you want it, right?

- Right.
- Right?

Right.

I just want to talk about
Aníbal Santalises' murder.

Give me what you have.

And I'll give you whatever
federal resources

you need
to clear this case.

And you'll get all the credit.

The victim's throat
was slashed

and he was gouged in his chest
in the shape of a trident.

Calling card
of the Soldado Nation.

It's damn near
impossible to confirm.

Soldados don't so much
as talk to outsiders.

Then what if I can
get you an insider?

I'm listening.

I'll just need your help
finding him.

Why am I not surprised
to see you here?

I could have gone to any
of 128 nightclubs in Manhattan.

Yeah, but you wound up
right here at Truth.

My client signed off
on your nightclub

when they found out what
I was getting on the back end.

And what exactly is that?

Have your people draw up a contract,
you're getting all four parties.

You should know
that Simon Stern

fired his entire
event management team

when he found out
that he was underbid.

You're not making any friends.

It's not personal,
just business, Cynthia.

For now.

Congratulations,
James St. Patrick.

Every boldfaced
name in town

is going to walk through
those doors this season.

Well played.

Thank you,
Cynthia Sheridan.

I look forward
to working together.

I'd like to order some soup.

Right now, the only thing
we have is fish tea.

I had my heart set
on some mannish water.

Sorry, we're out of that
at the moment.

But why don't you look
at the menu and see

if there's anything else
you want to to order.

I was hoping to get some
in the next two days.

Let me talk to my son.

I'll contact you when he
make another batch.

What part is your daughter
auditioning for?

She's also
going out for Annie.

That must be Suzie's fault.

She played the female lead
last year, too,

even though
she was only in 5th grade.

Must make the other girls
think they have a shot.

Thank you, Suzie, nicely done.

- Raina St. Patrick--
- I just would hate

for your daughter
to get her hopes up.

Raina will be just fine.

For you.

- Actually, I'm--
- I was told to have

this waiting for you.

No.

It's not polite to make
a lady drink alone.

I just want to remember everything
that happens tonight.

Aren't you
presumptuous?

What line of work
are you in, Carlos?

I'm a salesman.

Oh, so what do you sell?

I sell people...

...a fantasy.

That feels a little
too real to me.

Hey, come on,
don't do that.

Stay here.

In the moment.

You and me.

- Jamie?
- Who's Jamie?

Have we been here before?

I didn't think you'd remember.

Saved all my money
to bring you to the city.

And then could barely afford
the tokens to get back.

I was going crazy.

Trying to decide the right moment
to kiss you.

How about now?

Why is our fridge
the first place you start

every time
you come over here?

- It's hard out here for a pimp.
- Mmm-hmm.

Uh-uh.
Don't start.

You know how Ghost gets
about his Junior's.

He was supposed
to meet me here at 9:00.

He's late.
It's his fuckin' fault.

You noticing Ghost
has been MIA a lot lately?

Can you get
more of this shit?

How much
do you need, boy?

It's just--
I got a girl.

I was thinking maybe
I'd bring her by for dinner.

Something ain't right.

You must be coming down
with something

if you claiming girls, let alone
want to bring them by here.

I like this chick.

And I want to bring her
to dinner to see what you think.

Stop making such
a federal case of it.

You want me to pick your girl
for you, Tommy?

What, I'ma let
my mom do it?

Look, T,
I respect your opinion.

If you like Holly,
that means a lot.

All right.

Bring her by tomorrow.

I'll fry up some chicken
or something.

Whoo!
Like old times!

Like old times,
you eating up all my food,

that's what it is.

Mmm-mmm.

What's wrong, Angie?

Come on, talk to me.

We've been friends
since 8th grade.

If you can't tell me
what's on your mind,

we got real problems.

I wanna know
what we're doing here.

Are we just fucking?

- Is that what you think?
- I don't know what to think.

Maybe don't think.

Don't say that.
Men always say that.

Look, last night
was last night.

But if this happens again,
then I'm making a choice.

I am making a choice.

Right here.
Right now.

With you.

What is this?

The wing.

That's something I got
a long time ago.

I wanted to fly away.

Escape.

I'm sure you
wouldn't understand.

No, I understand.

I missed a lot being away.

You're better at that now.

Some things have changed.

What's all this?

You know that show
"Hoarders"?

That's my mom.

It's her oldies and goodies
collection.

Took it out her basement
to spin.

On what?
A record player?

Hell, yeah, it's the best way
to listen to music.

Here. Check this out.

My mother used to play
this song to death.

I never heard this,
who is this?

Smokey Robinson.

You know, the Miracles?

Stick with me.

I'll teach you a lot.

I'm not going anywhere.

I want you to come to dinner
and meet my family.

Your mother?

No.

My family.

He's all yours.

I should have known you
were behind these bullshit charges.

Mami.

You didn't return my calls.
What's a girl to do?

It's that damn coverage plan I'm on.

Phone company's a bitch.

So are you for feeding me fake intel
about that meeting.

Nah, there was a meeting,
the place got switched

at the last moment.

Of course it did.

We're done here.

Hey, hash that shit out.

Now Víbora's gonna hook up
with the distributor again.

Restock our drug supply.

Fucking time.

So you're serious?

That meeting actually happened.

That's what I said,
isn't it?

You got trust issues, bruja.

See someone about that.

We need to get you
close to Ruiz

so you can identify
this distributor.

I'm not high enough
on the death chart to find out.

Bullshit,
you were high enough

to set up that meeting
with Lobos.

And when that went south,
I did, too,

in terms of juice.

Well, here's
your chance to get it back.

According to our files,
Ruiz's High Holy Day is coming up.

I'm going to the party.

But I won't get anywhere
near the inner circle.

I got you here,
didn't I?

Let me worry about
getting you in there.

It's okay, baby.

It's all right.

It's okay.

What happened?

The school called.

Raina didn't get
the part in the play.

I don't know why they didn't pick me.
I did my best.

Come here, baby girl.

It's totally unfair, that's why.

Raina was the best singer
on that stage

and they gave it
to the little white girl.

Tasha.

They should have picked her,
not Suzie Spencer.

I know how disappointing it is
to work hard for something

and not get it.

She busted her ass on this,
and they took it from her.

But everything you want in life,
you don't get the first time.

You gotta keep going for it.

- You think?
- I know.

You keep practicing
and next year

you will be the lead,
I'm sure of it.

Okay, Daddy.

That's my girl.

Give me some sugar.
I know you're not gonna

run from me this time.

Her school made a decision.

And it was the wrong decision.

We need to do
something about it.

And that happens
sometimes in life.

We're supposed
to prepare her for that.

We can't go around correcting
every goddamn wrong.

And we can't roll over
and chalk up everything

as a loss either.

I'm not letting Raina go through
the same shit I did.

Just because you didn't make it
into Destiny's Child,

don't mean that somebody's
out to get our daughter.

Fuck you, Ghost.

You know what
my mother did to me.

Telling me
I would never make it.

I gave up because of her.

This ain't about your singing career,
it's about Raina.

And I'm not telling her to give up,
the opposite.

But she's not always gonna win,
and that's life.

You need to let
this shit go, okay?

Leave it alone.
You hear me?

Leave it alone.

Are we clear?

We're having dinner with Tommy
and his girl tonight.

Just make sure you're here.

Tommy got a girlfriend?
Since when?

Let's go, Shawn.

So how'd it go at that meeting
with Tommy?

It was good.

Being out in the field.

Yeah.

Listen, man,
I know you wanna

get out in the action
and be like your old man.

No doubt.

I get it.
Felt the same way.

Your pops brought me
in the game,

schooled me on everything.

Make sure your word
is your bond.

Never turn your back on your friends,
and most importantly,

know when to talk
and when not to.

God gave you two ears
and one mouth for a reason.

You volunteered
to take a man's life today.

Is that what you want?

I'm ready to step up.

If you want the street side
of the business, it'll happen.

But not until I say so,
understood?

Yes, sir.

Because before you get out there
and be like your dad,

I gotta be sure,
100 percent sure

I can trust you with my life.

With everything.

I got your back,
Uncle G.

100 percent.

You like this fabric?

Yeah, it's tight.
You getting another one?

No, you are.

Acting the part is one thing, Shawn.
You gotta look the part as well.

Víbora Ruiz has a thing
for poisonous snakes, huh?

Hmm. Been caught smuggling
illegal species

into the country
a couple of times.

You know anyone over at ICE?

Yeah, I got
a customs guy, why?

Nomar confirmed the meeting
with the distributor actually happened.

The guy we've been looking for
is still alive.

And I'm gonna get
my CI to ID him.

That guy just screwed over
the whole goddamn department.

Are you talking about
using him again?

Next to you, I've got the biggest
hard-on for Lobos in this place.

And this is the best lead
either of us has.

So let's pool our resources
and bust his ass.

All right.

If I do this for you,
maybe you can

clear something up for me.

Sure.

How long you been
fucking Agent Knox?

Excuse me?

I'm an undercover agent
trained to read people.

Obviously, there's something
going on between you two.

There's nothing going on.

Whatever.

Melissa.

You seen Holly?

She called in sick.
Again.

Guess she thinks 'cause
she's fucking the boss,

she doesn't have to
follow the rules.

Wait, what?

Not the black one,
the white guy, Tommy.

You ask me,
he's an asshole.

No argument
from you there.

Boss wants us starting
the secret VIP entrances tonight

and I need her here.

I gotta call her.

Chasing down these
fucking employees.

I'm sorry, sir,
we're not open to the public yet.

It's okay.

I'm not the public.

Mr. Stern.

- Are you kidding me?
- What?

You haven't got
in the shower yet?

Babe, we got plenty of time.

They're gonna be here
any minute.

You're the reason why they say
black folks are always late.

No, they say black folks
are always late

'cause we're always late.

Hell, no.

Not tonight.

Hello.

Good evening, Mrs. St. Patrick,

It's Joshua Kantos
from Truth.

I left a message for the boss
on his cell phone,

but it's very important
that I talk to him.

- Is he available?
- He's in the shower.

I'll have him return
when he gets a minute.

This is very important.

It always is, Kantos.

I'll be sure
to let him know.

Please, Mrs. St. Patrick,
it's very important

that I get ahold of him--

All right, babe,
the doorman just buzzed.

Tommy and his date
are on the way up.

By the way, you see
my cell phone?

Oh, yeah,
it's right here, babe.

- Oh, cool.
- You get the door, okay?

- I gotta go freshen up a bit.
- All right.

Hey, Tommy.

What's up, G?

I think y'all
know each other.

Holly.
Holly from the club.

Nice to see you,
Mr. St. Patrick.

Oh, you can
call him James.

- Hello.
- My lovely wife.

Hi, I'm Tasha.

Hi, Tommy told me
all about you.

I had no idea
Mr. St. Patrick, the big boss,

- Oh, you little--
- was actually the brother

he's always talking about.

Yo, it's time to drink.
I'll pour it.

T, why don't you
show Holly around?

I'll take your coat.

Holy shit!

This thing is bigger
than my apartment!

Is this Louis Vuitton?

This thing costs like $1,000!

$2,000.

My husband brought it back
from his last business trip.

That's what I want.

That is real love.

It's not about the gift, it's about
the fact he's thinking of you.

And he thinks
you're worth the money.

I'm sure Tommy will get you
anything you ask for.

Tommy wouldn't know that bag
if I hit him in the face with it.

You guys got it made.

Yeah, I guess so.

Nice, the good stuff.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

We got champagne!

I am really impressed
with how you bounced back

at your own club.

I do have one question for you.

How did you raise
the money so fast?

I'm only a limited partner here, sir.
It's James St. Patrick's money.

But you're the reason this place
is turning out to be so successful.

I-- I couldn't say that.

For a guy who's never been
in the business,

James knows what he's doing.

We're full every night,
extremely tight door.

And once they're in,
every kind of customer

gets specific treatment.

The drinks
they ordered last time.

The booth they love.

The waitress
they wanted to fuck.

Well, you'd know about that,
wouldn't you?

We've got a great
system here, sir.

Seeing as it's just
the two of us,

what's St. Patrick's deal?

Where's he from?
What's his background?

I tried looking into him myself
and came up empty.

What did he do before this?

Remember JSP
and Tommy Toms?

Please tell me Tommy Toms
was not your stage name.

It was the '80s,
everybody had two names.

- There was Lisa Lisa, Marky Mark.
- And Tommy Toms.

That shit sounded like
a bad Chinese restaurant.

You're not gonna sit there
and just blaze us up like that.

Yo, let's bust out a verse, B.

My husband always
used to do this rap

about how we first met.

Go for it, Tommy.

I don't remember the words.

Oh, come on, man.

You know I hung my mic up
a long time ago.

Boo. Party pooper.

Mm-hmm.
That's my husband.

Fine, if you ain't gonna rap,
I need you to work a bit.

That club sure
keeps them busy, huh?

Like you couldn't imagine.

Mind if I use your bathroom?

Sure.
It's right down the hall.

We're all set
for the Jamaicans for tomorrow.

Didn't I tell you
not to fuck the merchandise?

Let's get one thing
straight from jump,

you don't tell me shit.
I'm not a fucking child.

You acting like one.

Bringing breezies
over to my house.

For show-and-tell?

This ain't some
skank-ass broad.

Holly's different.
She's special.

Tonight she is.
Tomorrow morning she might be.

Give me a fucking break.

Come on, Tommy,
you and I both know

you ain't gonna feel that way
in a month or a year.

Why do you care
who I'm boning anyway?

Because you're fucking someone
who works at my business,

which makes this
about my business.

Last I checked,
this was a 50/50 partnership,

which makes Holly just as much
my employee as she is yours.

Look, man, that just means
I can't fuck her either.

But you better not have told her
about our other thing.

This ain't my first rodeo.

You think I'm fucking stupid?

Hmm?

The department
splurged on this?

I may have submitted it
as a slightly different expense.

We get Lobos,
no one will care.

You manipulated NYPD
and customs?

You don't give two shits
about protocol, do you?

Just like you fucking Knox
right under Frankie's nose.

Not this again.

Why do you care?

'Cause I don't want you
to fuck up again.

And if Knox's dick
is the reason

you got distracted last week,
I want to know.

Were you sucking Saxe off?

Is that why
you missed Anibal's doer?

Your head was under the dashboard,
Saxe's eyes were closed.

Where's your fucking key?

I heard voices.

Wanted to make sure
the coast was clear.

I got you
just the ticket

to get you
in the high council

of the Soldado Nation.

You must be offering yourself
or a ton of drugs.

'Cause pussy and pot
are the only things

that will get me next to Ruiz.

Whoa, can you watch your mouth?
There's a lady present.

Who the fuck is this?

Nomar, this is Joe Gonzales,
a reptile specialist

with the department.

Why you always
bring in new people?

This is supposed to be
an A and B situation.

Reptile man
needs to see his way out.

Okay, but

not until I show you
how to handle this.

Whoa.

Holly!

I got your coat, come on.
We outta here.

Bye, Tasha.

Bye, James.

I'll see you
at work tomorrow?

See you, T.

Thank you.

Yeah.

They're like "The Cosby Show,"
you know?

She seems to have it all.

Other than the fact
that her husband's cheating on her.

What did you just say?

I was dropping some receipts off
in the office the other night.

And I walked in on Mr. St. Patrick
nailing some Latina.

You need to mind
your own fucking business.

What did I do?

Just shut the fuck up!
Damn!

Tommy!

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said that.

What are you
apologizing for?

That made you angry.

And I don't like
seeing you that way.

Shhh.

I like it when you feel good.

Where you been?

You're not gonna believe this,
but Medina finally got on board.

Helping me with the Nomar thing.

Nomar should be in
at Ruiz's party tomorrow night.

Look, I'm not trying to be a dick,
but technically Nomar is my CI,

so if you wanted to let Medina in,
you should have at least

consulted me first.

I know you're upset,
but can we talk some other time?

Because I'm running late
to meet some friends.

Yeah, sure.

Some other time.

Like when you're ready
to be honest with me.

You know, whenever that is.

- Greg.
- Are you sleeping with Medina?

It's not like it's not your MO
to fuck somebody at work.

Fuck you, Greg.

Not lately.

We're gonna talk
about this tomorrow.

No, no. We're going
to talk about this now.

I gotta go.

I'm not letting you
walk out that door.

Can I at least tell my friends
I can't show up?

Rolla, what up?

I hear the fat man got murked.

I don't know who you got
on them corners, but--

Rock Street Killers ready
to step up and take one for the team?

No question, I done kept it 100
with you and white boy

- from the jump.
- Good.

Tommy filled me in
on the meeting.

But we still haven't found out
who's hitting us.

Unless you got something
you want to spill.

Negative.

Well, Taínos got Aníbal's
number 2 in place already.

I don't see any reason for him
to lose his territory.

Unless you doing
some serious ear hustling

and wanna help me kill
the motherfucker behind this shit.

On it.

All right. Later.

First of all,
I'm not fucking Medina

or anyone at the office.

Anyone else, you mean?

People get into relationships
at work, Greg.

When you spend 20 hours a day
together in an office, it happens.

I'm not a whore.

- I never said that.
- Funny, I heard it loud and clear.

Medina asked me today
if I was fucking you.

And what did you tell him?

That nothing was going on.

He was asking because I fucked up
the raid the other day.

I don't wanna fight
with you, Greg.

I just wanna catch Lobos
and call it a day.

I gotta be able to talk
to our other colleagues

without you thinking
I'm sleeping with them.

I gotta be able to meet our CI
without you breathing down my neck.

I gotta have
some space, Greg.

You know what?
You can blame this

on our jobs
as much as you want.

But this is
a "you" problem.

So whatever it is,
whatever's going on with you,

Jesus, good luck.

Here's your space.

Morning, Shawn.

Hey.

Is that a new suit?

Yeah.

Let me see how it looks.

This has my husband
written all over it.

Yeah, I'm going to go visit
my dad again in a few days.

G wanted me to look nice.

You and Ghost
are getting pretty close.

You probably see a lot
driving him around,

huh, Shawn?

This suit fits you perfectly.

And I love how it feels.

I think he's keeping
something from me.

And I want to know how long
it's been going on.

I wish I knew what
you were talking about.

You're a terrible liar.

What's going on between
my husband and Tommy?

Well, um, they've been having
a lot of disagreements lately.

Disagreements about what?

Hmm?
You can tell me.

It'll be another one
of our little secrets.

I don't really know.

They've been beefing
ever since we got back

- from that meeting.
- Tasha!

Shawn out there?

Yeah, he's
reading the paper.

- Morning, boss, you ready?
- Morning. Yeah.

- Have a good day.
- You, too.

Whatever you want.

Hey, let me call you back!

You got my messages?

What messages?

Simon Stern came
into the club last night.

You'd better be shitting me.

You were MIA,
so I bonded with Stern.

Skinning and grinning
my way around a conversation

about us underbidding him
for those parties.

You trying to angle to get
a job with him, huh?

No, I left you a message
on your voicemail

and I tried you at home.

Your wife said that you were
in the shower.

I did my job.

I didn't see one missed call
or a fucking voicemail, Kantos.

You were hooking up VIPs
with bottle girls

at the last club you worked.

No one would hire you
with a fist full of 50s.

So don't stand there
acting like your ass don't stink

or I'll send you back
to your P.O. to air out.

Next time, you get in
your fucking car

and you drive
to my fucking house,

you hear me?

I heard Raina's audition.
She sang well.

Obviously, not well enough.

These roles are limited
and typically granted to 6th graders.

Except Suzie Spencer
got the lead last year...

...as a 5th grader.

Mrs. St. Patrick,

three generations of Spencers
have matriculated through our school.

I'm sure you understand.

The decision's been made
in the matter.

Oh, has it?

Víbora.

¡Felicitaciones!

What's that?

A tribute for Víbora.

Whoo!

How did you get this
in the country?

Happy High Holy Day, Víbora!

Thank you, ma'am.

It goes a long way,

but we're talking about
winning championships.

Not winning games...

I mean this is gonna
take this to the next level.

I'll be right back, babe.

Baby, you wanna tell me
why you didn't tell me

Kantos called last night?

I must have forgot
with all the running around

with the dinner.

Well, I missed a very important meeting
with Simon Stern.

Sorry.

Hello.

May I ask who's calling?

Raina, pick up the phone!

Mom, Dad, I got the part.

What?

That was the drama director,
they made a mistake.

I've been double cast
with Suzie to play Annie.

Wow, congratulations, honey!

- Oh, I'm so proud of you!
- Look at that!

Look at that.

I told you it would work out
in the end, baby girl.

I gotta go call
all my friends!

- All of them!
- Go ahead.

Um, I'll be right back,
we're out of milk.

Yo, I ain't got

a 420 text from you
in a minute, T.

I got some extra good shit
to mark the occasion.

- All right?
- You must really need to hit this.

Yeah, but don't be rolling up
in front of my building.

Damn!

Ghost hates it
when I smoke.

Fuck that.

He don't need to know.

That girl Holly
is way too fast for you.

Seriously?

You like her, you like her.
But that's just my two cents.

Noted.

Relax, I'm a pro at this.

Yeah, all right.
I can't tell.

Nigga, I got kids.

Look, I know like I'm starting
to sound like a broken record,

but your boy's head
ain't in the game.

You know Ghost is always
on some next shit.

Come on, we'll be out
your hood in a minute.

Ain't no one
gonna see your ass.

I'm just saying.

He depends on us
to keep him grounded.

But now he's talking to me sideways,
disrespecting you and shit.

- Nah.
- Don't lie to me to my face.

You left early
the other night

because you and Ghost
got into a fight, right?

You think Ghost
is drinking again?

This ain't
no bottle problem, T.

Maybe Ghost is just going through
some sort of midlife crisis.

It's too early for that.

I think it's just
this club shit.

That's the symptom,
not the disease.

Ghost is changing,
Tommy.

I'm starting to think it ain't
a temporary thing.

It's starting
to get crowded.

Stay by me and keep your head
on the swivel.

- ¡Salud!
- ¡Salud!

Full-time!

Come on, guys. Move.

We don't have all night.

I'll be
in the champagne room.

Oh.

Shit!

¡Coño!
Víbora's hurt!

Something's--

What the fuck happened?

- Move to the side!
- Come on, step back!

You remember Tommy and I
had a rap group?

JSP
and DJ Tommy Toms?

You remember the rap
I made up for you?

Mmm-hmm.

It's a good thing you became
a businessman.

Be quiet.

You know you like it.

It's work.

I should probably get this.

I'll take it in the other room.

Tommy, what's up?

What do you need?

Nomar just called.
Ruiz has been stabbed.

Are you serious?

Ruiz got stabbed,
right in the chest.

Excellent

Apparently,
Nomar's in with him

and they're heading somewhere
to get medical attention.

It wasn't the Jamaicans we hired.

Someone went after him
and missed.

He ain't dead.

Where are you?

I'm on my way in
right now.

So if someone else
swung at him,

that means he's not
the source of our problem after all.

We gotta meet up,
sort all of this out.

Work is blowing up.
I gotta go.

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