All language subtitles for Power - S05 E01.eng

GHOST:
Previously on Power...

You were never here.

Maria Suarez, this is US
Attorney Tameika Robinson.

Would you please tell her
your story?

Look there was this cop at
school looking for you today.

- What was their name?
- Officer Raymond Jones.

I know who you are, Ray Ray.

I think I know who killed
Ghost's little girl.

Fuck you talking about?

Raymond Jones.

KANAN: He a dirty cop.

Yo, T, we found out
who killed Raina.

TOMMY: It wasn't Raina
they was after.

It was Tariq.

See, your sister,
at least she stepped up.

(gunshot)

- I'm not sorry.
- I'm not sorry, either.

TASHA: When we go upstairs,
you're gonna get in the shower

and wash every bit of this day
down the drain.

SILVER: I can either be your
lover or your lawyer.

But not both.

Will you take my case?

How we looking with
that other thing, though?

Going down as we speak.

(grunting)

Hey, you're Tony Teresi's kid,
that's good enough for me.

- Hold up.
- We got a problem here, kid?

No, no, no, we good.

What the fuck?
That's Taino's.

TOMMY: These motherfuckers
are Cristobal's guys.

Who the fuck is Cristobal?

He and Dre,
they tight like this.

I'm gonna fuck Dre up.

I want out.
I don't like the way you work.

(grunts)

GHOST: He's with the fucking
Jimenez, man.

We can't just roll up
and shoot the motherfucker.

It'll take more planning,
more soldiers.

I may have some people.

ANGELA: There's a bullet
in there.

If you run the ballistics,
I bet you'll get a match.

JOE: a' They say this is
a big, rich town a'

♪ I just come
from the poorest part a'

♪ Bright lights, city life a'

♪ I gotta make it,
this is where it goes down ♪

♪ I just happen
to come up hard a'

♪ Legal or illegal, baby,
I gotta make it A'

50 CENT: a' I never took
a straight path nowhere a'

♪ Life's full of twists
and turns, bumps and bruises a'

♪ I live, I learn ♪

♪ I'm from that city full of
yellow cabs and skyscrapers a'

♪ It's hard to get a start
in these parts without paper a'

♪ Homey, I grew up in hell,
a block away from heaven' ♪

♪ That corner every 15
minutes, they moving seven ♪

♪ Pure snow, bag it,
then watch it go ♪

♪ Occupational options,
get some blow or some hos a'

♪ Shoot the ball or the strap,
learn to rap or to jack a'

♪ Fuck it, man,
in the meantime I

♪ Go head and pump a pack 4'

♪ This my regal, royal flow,
my James Bond bounce a'

♪ That 007,
that's 62 on my count ♪

♪ I'm an undercover liar,
I lie under the covers 4'

♪ Look a bitch in the eyes and
tell her, baby, I love ya ♪

♪ You're my inspiration,
you're my motivation' ♪

♪ You're the reason that I'm
moving with no hesitation A'

JOE: a' They say this is
a big, rich town a'

♪ Yeah, I just come
from the poorest part a'

♪ Bright lights, city life a'

♪ I gotta make it,
this is where it goes down ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I just happen
to come up hard a'

♪ Legal or illegal, baby,
I gotta make it A'

(dramatic music)

(sighs)

If it were me and my daughter
was murdered,

I'd want revenge.

- What's in the bag?
- It's just a suit.

(sighs)

- Tasha.
- I need your help.

Tariq is missing.
No police.

James said you cloned
his phone once.

Okay, Tariq is
in Washington Heights.

(sirens blaring)

He's gonna make a move, Angela.

And when he does, it's gonna be
the perfect opportunity to take him down.

(Heart beating)

Tasha, where is James right now?

(sighs)

(Indistinct radio chatter)

Angela Valdes?

Miss Valdes?

- Yes?
- Sergeant Rafael Hiciano.

Can I talk to you for a moment?

The CSI guys already pulled
the bullet from the wall.

Looks like a .380.

.380?

We're gonna take it over
to ballistics,

see if we hit the jackpot
and it's already been used in a crime.

- Probably was, right?
- Hmm.

This city's the gift
that keeps on giving.

You suits usually aren't much
help on a crime scene.

Ortiz had to go notify
next of kin,

but he told me you found
the bullet hole yourself?

Yeah, I did.

So let me get a statement
from you for the future

when this turns into
a murder investigation.

(chuckles softly)

I don't think you'll need me,
Sergeant Hiciano.

Let the CSls take the credit.
You can leave me out of your report.

(elevator door dings)

Since Detective Jones
isn't here,

there's no reason for me
to be here, either.

Internal Affairs
got called in already?

We don't even know
if Detective Jones did anything wrong.

In my experience, Hiciano,

if it looks wrong,
it's usually wrong.

Who's that in the heels?

Federal Prosecutor.
Head of Criminal for the Eastern District.

Angela Valdes.
Fucking Feds.

Walks all over my crime scene,
won't even be in my report.

Valdes, huh?

Oh, shit.

(cell phone chimes)

Yo.

Yo, what happened?

I can't speak right now.

(phone beeps)

Cristobal?

Meet up, man.
We got a problem.

(elevator door dings)

(sighs)

Hey, where's Tariq?
Has he come out his room?

- No.
- Has he talked to you?

I haven't seen him
since you brought him home.

What's going on with him, Tasha?

And what's going on with you?
Where'd you go?

Tasha, answer me.

Look, I need you to say--
If anyone ask--

We were both here all night.

Who's gonna ask?

I don't think anyone
is gonna ask, okay?

You wanna be straight with me,
Tasha?

What happened?

(dramatic music)

I need your help.

We'll talk about this
in the morning, okay?

Good night, Tasha.

We need to find somebody
that can't be traced to us

in case the Jimenez
figure it out.

Shit, I can do it.
Dre don't even know I'm alive.

He get dead,
and whoever the Jimenez is,

they don't even know
to look for me.

They never heard of my ass.

That's smart, K.

Yeah, long as Dre
hasn't figured out

his Taino hitters never
made it back home.

Come on in.

Whoa, whoa, how we know
we can trust you, K?

You set me on fire, nigga,
not the other way around.

Yeah, but K, you ain't the forgiving
type, nigga. You know that.

I could have shot you both
20-11 times already.

Get out the way, man.

So we can figure out how to kill
this little light-skinned nigga.

Dre's the problem, right?

Right.

Are you sure Tommy Egan
called the other man Ghost?

I never heard the name Tommy Egan.
I told you that.

The man he called Ghost
sent me home.

- And, uh, Ghost killed your boyfriend?
- Fiance'.

We were engaged.

I don't know what happened.
I never saw Miguel again.

You're absolutely sure?

James St. Patrick--
The man you heard on the television--

He is Ghost?

I'll never forget his voice.
He is Ghost.

(Knocking)

Wait here.

If she's telling the truth,
James St. Patrick was Ghost all along.

- Greg was right.
- Don't get ahead of yourself.

Miss Suarez said that she
didn't see anything, right?

She was blindfolded.
An aural ID isn't worth much.

Come on, you think she can't
recognize a voice?

I think the average person can't tell
the difference between George Clooney

and Kurt Russell on tape.

If I was St. Patrick's defense attorney,
I'd be all over that.

And if it's this office
and we start up with St. Patrick again,

it's gonna look like a vendetta.

I agree.
If we're going down this road again,

it better be a bulletproof case.

Still, she couldn't be
a more sympathetic witness.

You believe her.

Let's get her statement.

I'm not moving forward officially
until Angela weighs in.

If it concerns St. Patrick, we can't let
this get anywhere near Angela.

We need a full
Chinese wall here.

- Sorry.
- One, I'm Korean.

And two,
the wall is actually in China.

It's not racist if it's true.

- Can I hold you to that?
- Now you need to apologize.

I'll take your point, Saxe.

Angela wouldn't touch a St. Patrick case
for appearances' sake,

but she can evaluate
the strength of a case,

and certainly of this witness.

Where is Angela, anyway?

(car door closes)

Why are you blowing me up?

What's all this about, Angela?

Tariq was never missing, was he?

Detective Raymond Jones
is missing.

But if the blood and brain matter

on the floor of his flop house
are any indication,

he's dead, and Jamie killed him.

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

Raymond Jones, the police officer
I told you I went to see.

The officer I told you was
looking into Tariq's witness statements.

The officer I told you
I suspected of killing Raina.

- Remember that?
- Angela, look, I didn't--

And then you told me
to track a phone.

And you told me it was Tariq's.
And I believed you.

It was Tariq's phone!

Raymond Jones had the phone,
is that it?

I told you he was Rama's killer,
but you already knew that.

You just needed to find him.

I gave you the location,
and now he's dead.

I gave you means, motive,
and opportunity right in that room.

(dramatic music)

Jamie killed
a New York City cop,

and I'm a fucking accessory
because I believed you.

Ghost didn't kill anyone.
And I didn't trick you.

- I used the location to find Tariq.
- No, you didn't.

- And I found him.
- Bullshit.

I'm gonna have to turn you all
in now, Tasha.

And I'm gonna have to testify
against you and Jamie.

Tariq shot him.

With my gun.

Tariq?

I didn't lie to you.

I was looking for him
to stop him.

Look, no one is going
to jail, Angela.

No one even knows anything
you just said.

I handled it.
I took every precaution.

- You don't understand.
- No, you don't understand.

I just came from
the crime scene, Tasha.

They pulled a bullet
from the wall.

Shit.

Where's your gun right now?

It's gone. Reported stolen.
It's gone.

When I executed the search
warrant on your apartment,

we took your gun.

We ran the ballistics.
It's in the system.

It's gonna trace back to you,
and then we're all going to jail.

Wait a minute.
How much time do we have?

Before they compare the bullets
to the records from my gun?

24, 30 hours.

Is there anything you can do
to stop it?

I didn't want this to happen,
Angela.

But we are here now,
and I cannot lose two children

to that goddamn cop.

You want me to bury the records?

If they never match your gun, they might
not trace any of this back to you.

Or you.

Where the fuck have you been?

Look, man, I had to settle a debt.
Or at least I thought so.

So, what's up, C? It's been along
fucking night already, my man.

Yeah, well, it's about to get
a little bit longer.

Talk to me.

Those hitters I sent
to take out Kanan.

Mm-hmm.

They never came back.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah, it doesn't make any
sense, man.

Those are two of my best.
Kanan's not Superman.

No, no, no, he's Superman.

If Superman was mean as shit
and half burnt to a crisp.

Okay, so now we gotta keep our
head on a swivel for Kanan.

It's not just Kanan, C.

Tommy knows we set up Julio.

Callahan told me.

Is that why he wasn't
at the meet tonight?

No, he quit the organization
over it.

He said he didn't like the way
I do business.

So I had to shut his mouth, man.

You know what I'm saying?

You killed a priest?

(hip-hop music plays)

- What--Damn, Dre.
- Wait, no, no, Cris, Cris,

I didn't want a little
Tommy-owned bitch

running around with shit to say

about you and me,
collar or no goddammed collar.

How did Tommy know we did Julio?

- Who else knew?
- Uriel.

Mmm.

Who Alicia just told us is dead.

That means--That means Tommy
probably pulled the fucking trigger.

Or was it Ghost?
He loved Julio, you know?

So Tommy, Ghost, and Kanan,
they're all after us.

Yeah.

Maybe we let Alicia and Diego
handle this problem.

No. No, no, no, no.

Alicia said no war.

That's why she signed
on with us.

Listen, man, I made a promise.

C, I gotta keep my word,
all right?

But if we are the target,

then we can use that
to our advantage.

All we gotta do is let them
know where to find us.

(dramatic music)

- Hey, Sis.
- Hey, Tommy.

(dramatic music)

What the hell is Kanan
doing here?

And why are you with him?

- Where were you last night?
- We'll talk about it later, Tasha.

- James.
- Councilman.

- So good to see you.
- My wife.

Of course.

Mrs. St. Patrick, I'm truly
sorry for your loss.

Tariq.
Ready to go inside?

Reverend Macedon is waiting.

MACEDON: We've owned this
facility for quite some time.

MACEDON: Since we were
expecting quite a crowd,

MACEDON: we thought we'd have
Rama's service here.

It's less intimate,
but we thought it was more fitting

to celebrate Rama's transition.

Well, I'll give a homily,
of course.

We were thinking that your
family and friends

would be in the first few pews.

- And then--
- The press would be set up,

uh, here and here.

Or perhaps in the fifth or sixth row
so they can have and unimpeded view.

Wait a minute.
You already discussed this?

You already decided?

Well, Tasha, our first duty
is to Raina.

Yes, of course,
but I don't think--

The QCP-- The Queens Child Project
that Councilman Tate and I

are building--
We're gonna dedicate it to Raina.

We are?

We are, and I wanna do anything I can
obviously to commemorate our daughter

and to help move
this project forward.

So if Councilman Tate and if Rashad feels
like having press here and seeing us

in the church mourning our daughter
will help donations, give us support,

- then I'll do it.
- It's a tremendous opportunity.

My daughter is dead.

That's not a goddamn
opportunity.

Mrs. St. Patrick,
everyone's nerves are frazzled.

This is a horrible time for you.

For your family.

We'll make sure that the press
is carefully selected and unobtrusive.

Absolutely.

And we were thinking perhaps Tariq here
might want to do his sister's eulogy.

- No.
- No, that's not--

- Uh, that's--
- No--

I'll do it.

(dramatic music)

I'd like to do it.

- I want to.
- I knew he would do it, Reverend.

- Wonderful.
- What a fine young man you are, Tariq.

And I'm pretty sure that your parents are
very proud of the young man that you are.

(both groaning)

Why don't we take a look
at the reception hall?

Shall we?
Reverend Macedon? Please.

Yo, was Tariq already there
when y'all clipped Ray Ray?

He saw y'all do that shit?

No, Tariq wasn't there.
We got to Ray Ray first.

Tariq got there after.

How's he hanging in there
with his sister and all?

Eh, you know, he good.

Don't worry about Tariq, K.

Family got his back.

Feels like you forgetting
if I didn't call, Tariq would be dead.

I also know that Tariq would
have never met this Ray Ray motherfucker

if you didn't introduce him.

You stop fucking with Tariq, K,
and you and me, we cool.

(elevator door dings)

Tariq.

Go sit down.

Now.

Why was Ray Ray following you?

- Why does it matter now?
- It matters.

Why was he following you?

I wanna know why
he killed your sister.

Go ahead, tell you mother about
your little punk ass life of crime.

Yeah, I know all about the licks
with Kanan, the stealing,

the whole fucking thing.
Go ahead, tell her.

Wait a minute, with Kanan?
Kanan is behind this?

Kanan is the reason we found
Tariq and Ray Ray at all.

No, Dre is the problem, Tasha.

Look at me.

How did Dre know Ray Ray?

And why would he send you
to confront him about your sister?

- You're just a little kid.
- I'm not a little kid.

- Yes, the fuck you are!
- Ghost, please.

How did Dre know Ray Ray?
Answer the question.

You gonna answer
these questions.

He met him at Kanan's place
after I did.

And how long did Dre
know Kanan was back?

- The whole time.
- (scoffs)

Listen, listen.
Dre told me to stay away from him.

I told Dre I was gonna tell you
that he knew about Kanan

if he didn't tell me where
Ray Ray was.

That, and I held Mom's gun
on him until he said something.

Tariq, you are so lucky
that he did not shoot you.

The moment you left him, Dre should
have called me or your Uncle Tommy

or Kanan.

Since he knew how to fucking find him,

or, he should have taken away
your mother's gun from you,

given you the wrong address,
I don't know-- Any fucking thing.

The little motherfucker sent
you to Ray Ray to die.

No, I wanted to make
it right for Raina.

I did the right thing, didn't I?

What would you have done
if you were me, Pa?

- What would I have done?
- Look, look.

What you could have done is
told your father about Ray Ray,

or you could have told
Uncle Tommy.

Or me.

How long did Raina know
you were in trouble with Ray Ray?

Why didn't she tell me?

Tariq.

She told me everything.

Why didn't she tell me?

- Riq!
- 'Cause he told her not to, Tash.

(dramatic music)

Hmm?

'Cause he thought he could
handle it all on his own.

If you wasn't so fucking
doggone stupid,

your sister would
still be alive.

- Don't you get that?
- Ghost!

Come back here.
I'm not finished with you.

- Get here, get here. I said get here!
- Ghost!

Get here!
Get up! Stand up!

Ghost!
Come on.

Okay, all right, all right,
all right.

Go to your room.
Look, please, okay?

You said it, Ghost.
All right?

You can't do anything worse
to him than that.

(door closes)

Besides, this is not
all his fault.

That's true.

You wasn't watching him, Tash.

Are you fucking kidding me?

You know what?
Fine, go ahead.

Blame everyone in this house
for Rama's death.

Including her, if you want to.

But that still doesn't change
the fact that Kanan

is the reason Tariq is in this mess.

I mean, you and Tommy just riding around
with Kanan like this ain't his fault?

Your son is fucked up
because of Kanan.

Our son almost died
because of Dre.

Ghost.

(elevator door dings)

(door closes)

(heavy bass music)

(knocking)

Tameika, where's John Mak?

I wanted to talk to him about the house
bust in Suffolk County.

He's over at the Bar Committee
prepping for Joe Proctor's hearing.

Why couldn't I reach you
last night?

That's why we issue you a phone.

I was trying to reach you on
a pressing matter and you didn't pick up.

Where were you?

I was home.
I went to bed early.

I'm so sorry, I didn't realize
my--my ringer must have been off.

Elevating you to this position helped
assuage public concerns

about DOJ corruption.

Corruption you brought to light.

Our moves now need
to be beyond reproach.

I need to make sure
you aren't distracted.

Not distracted, Tameika.

Exhausted.
I fell asleep.

I'm completely present,
totally focused.

- Good to hear.
- (laughs)

Tameika, what were you calling about?
The pressing matter?

I don't remember.

(dramatic music)

I don't think Angela's being straight
with me about where she was last night.

In case you're right,
keep Maria Suarez away from Angela

until I tell you otherwise.

(knocking)

Is it out of place to ask why the head of
Criminal for the entire Eastern District

of New York was at a lowly
local murder scene?

- Excuse me?
- Blanca Rodriguez,

NYPD Internal Affairs.

I'm working the Detective
Raymond Jones case.

I was called in because Jones was
an undercover working narcotics,

but his flop was filled with
fenced items that he never reported,

which is a big no-no.

I saw you leaving Jones'
flop last night.

And I said to myself,

"Self, it's not every day
you see $400 stilettos

at a potentially dirty undercover cop's
bloody last known."

So I looked at the sign out sheet
and noticed you weren't on it.

Little violation
of NYPD protocol.

It was an oversight.

Why were you there?

I'm just asking because maybe
I'm missing something.

You know, save me a couple
steps in my investigation.

Like you, I thought I'd check
him out myself.

See what kind of witness
he would be.

You ever spoken
with Raymond Jones?

Unfortunately,
I didn't get the chance.

He came onto my radar
shortly before he went missing.

I'm late for a meeting, so...

Oh, hmm.

Thank you for your time,
Miss Valdes.

(Speaking Spanish)

Thank you.

(car door closes)

(car horns honking)

Operator: The party you are
trying to reach--

Damn it, Padre, where you at?

- Move it, kid.
- '69 Mustang, right?

- I know you?
- I know you.

- Or, Father Cal did.
- Did?

What you mean, did?

He told me to find you if
anything ever happened to him.

What the fuck happened to him?

Look, somebody stabbed him up
in the park last night.

Fuck.

They found his body on a bench.
He bled out from the heart.

Oh, f-- Sh--

(metal rattling)

He's gone.

- He was a good man.
- Only good white guy I ever met.

Me, too.

You know who did it?

I've been on the corner for Cal
for three years.

No idea who did him.

I'd like to get my hands
on that motherfucker.

You and me both.

I think it was a new connect.

(dramatic music)

The new connect?

Yeah, but look, the only thing
is, I don't got a name.

I don't need a name.

(lighter clicks)

Word?

Just tell me everything
you know.

So, what the fuck is up
with these Italian niggas?

I never knew Tommy had
no white friends.

They're the wrong friends, K.

(laughs)

Remember Tommy had that little
African albino motherfucker

he brought around
back in the day?

He thought he'd found another
with boy like him in the hood.

(both laughing)

Remember the look on Tommy's face
when Little Man kept calling us niggas?

(laughs)
Remember the look?

Yeah, he didn't know whether to join in
or slap the fuck out the boy.

(both laughing)

- Oh, Tommy.
- Yeah, man.

Tommy's always looking for
somebody to take care of him.

Yeah, that was your job.

Now that he's fucking with these
Italians, you think they got his back?

No, K, I don't.

(Hood rattles)

What you two talking about?

Both: You.
(both laughing)

Let's go.

- Get in here, man.
- Come on.

Let's go get that motherfucker
Dre.

Come on, let's go.

(suspenseful music)

GHOST: Sure this is the place,
right, Tommy?

TOMMY: Dre's in here somewhere.
Just keep quiet.

TOMMY: Hey, you see anything?

GHOST: No. You?

TOMMY: Nothing.

Here they come.

Let's light them the fuck up.

(Terravita & Riot Ten's
"I'm On It")

(sniffs)

Tommy.

We've been played.
Run.

♪ Start moving to tricks
of the trade... ♪

Keep moving!

Go, go, go!

Go!

♪ Seventh commandment
thou shall not kill a'

♪ But fuck it I plan to get the drop
and it's time to end it ♪

Move, move!

♪ I'll forever be unforgiven
like Gene Hackman ♪

♪ Dark Knight like Batman A'

♪ To reveal right
Ten minute track man I

♪ You don't wanna see the hos
start attacking A'

All right. Got enough?
I'm reloading.

♪ Making music for the people
is the feeling that I'm lacking a'

♪ I stand on my two feet
'cause I'm my own man a'

Go. go!

♪ Back down never-- ♪

Go!

♪ I was taught that
by my old man' ♪

(groans)

♪ If you think I'm gonna quit
you on some bullshit a'

Go, go, come on, get up, get up!

You hit?

— Get up!
' (grunts)

Come on, Ghost!

(groans)

(grunts)

- Back, back!
- Fucking pussy, Dre! Show your face!

(Panting)

♪ Call it what you wanna motherfucker
I'm on it, drop a'

- I'm out.
- Shit.

Yo?

I got these motherfuckers.

(groans)

(grunts)

♪ I'm on it.“

Thanks for coming, Doc.
Really appreciate it.

(speaking in Russian)

Look, I promised, didn't I?

No, four seats, center ice.
Right up against the glass.

You're lucky his little bitch
ass can't shoot worth shit.

(groans)
Tommy.

Sorry, I'm sorry.

Good looking out back there, K.

I got one with that
motherfucker name on it.

Nope, nope, la la Ia la la.

I don't wanna hear anything
about this, okay?

I don't have a law license
right now,

which means I'm not a lawyer, which means
there is no attorney-client privilege.

So I don't wanna know where
you were tonight or who did this to you,

and I don't even know who
the fuck this is, but you know what?

I don't wanna know, okay?

I'm supposed to stay away from you two
until I get my law license back.

(Groans)
So Why'd you answer the phone?

Huh?

Look, because I could help.

I am so sorry about your loss.

(dramatic music)

I'll see you at the funeral,
okay?

'Cause you a member
of this family now.

And a family sticks together
no matter what, right?

Right.

(Soho's "Bloodflows")

♪ >S' Shotgun ♪

♪ Poetry a'

♪ Crack the whip again' ♪

♪ Make me see ♪

♪ Sharpen your knives
for me ♪

♪ Infiltrate the mind
the body a'

- What happened to you?
- Nothing.

Well, that ain't fucking
nothing, Ghost.

Did you kill Dre?

Good night, Tasha.

I don't know how I'm going
to forgive Tariq

or any of us
for what happened to Raina.

But what I can tell you is that

if you get killed chasing Dre,
Ghost,

and if you leave me with two kids
that I will have to raise on my own,

I will never forgive you.

We'll all feel better once this is over--
Once we get Dre.

I will never feel better.

(dramatic music)

Ever.

(sighs)

(sniffs)

I heard you have
a bar hearing coming up.

John Mak's got a hard on
for getting me disbarred.

He's gonna get
the blue balls of his life

when I walk out of there
reinstated and clean.

Why haven't you called me, Joe?

I know you didn't break the law
during the St. Patrick prosecution.

I'd be your best witness.

Yeah, while it's tempting to have
the new Head of Criminal testify for me,

you're not the best
character witness.

As one of the top federal
prosecutors in the state?

A job you blackmailed
your way into, Angela. Come on.

Everybody knows you told Tameika
that you'd go into criminal defense

and you'd kill any case they try across
from you for the next 20 years.

And?

Why are you offering to help me?

What, to burn John Mak?

Do you want me
to owe you something?

'Cause that's the only thing I can
imagine that would make you so invested

in my welfare.

You're innocent.
I wanted to do the right thing.

Why start now?

I freed your client.

Whatever game you're playing with
John Mak, leave me the fuck out of it.

Okay?
I got enough of my own problems.

ANGELA: Joe?

If you had to do it all over again,
would you still help Jamie?

Probably.

Yeah, no good deed goes
unpunished, Angela.

But this'll be behind
me soon enough.

Watch your back, Joe.
Mak's not gonna go away easy.

But hopefully you will.

(chuckles softly)

Reverend Macedon needs a list
of pallbearers.

Urn, Ghost, and, uh, Tommy.

My cousin Aaron, and, urn,
Mr. Langa-- her drama teacher--

He offered.

When she was a baby...

She used to carry
this everywhere.

You remember when we left it
at the McDonald's?

(Chuckles)

Yeah, and we had to walk
ten blocks in the rain to get it back.

This should be in with her.

Yeah.

Hey, T.

You remember what you asked me
the other night about you and Tariq?

If anybody asks me
where y'all were...

I'll say whatever you want.

Thank you.

Now that we know the location,
all we need is a plan.

Well, we blew the element of surprise
over at the warehouse.

No shit.
Luring us there was a smart idea.

It's what I would have done.

Well, shit, we should just turn
our mistake at the warehouse

into an advantage for us.

K, you still got your crew
in town, right?

- Phone call away.
- Yo, yo--Wait, wait, h-hold up, hold up.

- You just said Dre expecting us, right?
- Yeah.

So sending K's crew in there
is playing right into Dre's hand.

He's gonna be looking
for black hitters.

He ain't gonna be looking
for white hitters.

I know that you don't
trust them, Ghost,

but I think that we need
to use the Italians.

- Dre won't see them coming.
- Bingo.

(suspenseful music)

We use them both.

(elevator door dings)

Have you done it?

- Not yet.
- What the fuck are you waiting for?

There's an internal report
and a federal database, Tasha.

I checked the federal database.

Your gun isn't logged
in there yet.

I can keep that from happening
as just lost paperwork.

But the internal report
has already been filed.

I have to log in as someone
else and delete the file.

- Okay.
- Tasha, if I do this,

it's obstruction of justice.

It's evidence tampering.
It's disbarment.

Official misconduct, conspiracy,

and that's before I'm an accessory
to murder, before and after the fact.

So don't get caught.
Okay?

(elevator door dings)

Look, I'm trying
to save everybody.

If this wasn't a set-up, why me?

- Because I knew you would help.
- Why?

Because you still love him.

- Tasha, that's not true.
- I don't care.

The version of me
that used to care,

I don't even know
that person anymore.

She had three living kids,

and she had time to worry
about her husband

sleeping with another woman.

Look, you still love him,
and you still owe me.

You ripped my family apart

the first time you took him
and then the second time.

And don't think just because you
gave him back it evens the score.

Tasha, I'm very sorry
about Raina.

And for what's happened
to Tariq.

If I do this,
I'm doing it for them.

(dramatic music)

You'll be doing it for yourself.

TOMMY: Sammy, can't wait to
meet the rest of the guys.

Thanks for setting this thing
up for me.

This is what your pops wants.
I got it.

Back in the day, Teresi and I were
the most vicious hitters in New York.

We'd get anybody.

Who holds that title now?

There's a four-man crew
that's hard to beat.

They're kids, but that just
means they don't give a fuck.

That's two of them back there,
Carmine and Marco.

Stay away from them.
They'll corrupt you.

(laughs)

(distant rock music plays)

Vincent, this here's
Teresi's kid, Tommy.

- Tommy Teresi in the flesh.
- Nice to meet you, man.

Thank you for seeing me.

Yeah, no problem at all.
Sammy's been telling me about you.

Take a seat.
Dave, I need more ginger in this.

Tastes like shit.

Look, Vincent,
I won't waste your time.

I'm ready to cut you in on a deal
that'll change your life.

You got a lot of balls.

Tell me about this opportunity
that's gonna change my life.

Yo, I got a boatload of some
quality product coming in.

If you use your guys
to move my weight--

And I am one
loyal motherfucker--

I'm gonna make you
so much money.

I heard you were a dope man.

And you want me to move
your weight?

Why?

Where's your crew?

I had to let them go.

I had one bad one in the bunch,
and he spoiled them all.

I'm gonna help you out.

Because you're Teresi's kid.

Your father's been good to the family,
so I'm gonna be good to you.

I'll take 75% of what you got
off your hands.

Vincent, you will not regret
making that move.

I promise you.

- All right.
- Come, use the back door.

Oh, oh, yeah.

(Exhales)

(door closes)

You vouch for him?

I do.

(suspenseful music)

There you go.

Yo, yo, yo, fellas,
let me holla at you a second.

Word on the street is you
the baddest motherfuckers in town.

- Who are you?
- (scoffs)

I'm Tommy.
Tony Teresi's kid.

I heard a rumor Teresi
had a son.

I heard you'd be coming around.

Yeah, well, here I am.
Y'all looking for some extra employment?

Everything we do
goes through Vincent.

Everything?
For real?

What's he, your fucking
parole officer?

Ain't you got no sense
of adventure?

(snorts)

I'll give you 60k for one hit.

(suspenseful music)

Make it 80k, you got a deal.

80k.
All right.

I don't even need you
to mere the dude.

Just grab him
and bring him to me.

I wanna be the one
that pulls that trigger.

(door opens)

I'll be in touch.

I noticed the hinges on your
door were busted recently.

What's that about?

It's the projects.
They just come like that.

So, what's gonna happen next?

I finished my investigation
into your cousin.

A death certificate gets
granted eventually,

and you as next of kin collect
whatever pension he receives.

Unless he was dirty, of course.

(distant hip-hop music plays)

A death certificate?

Uh, to tell you the truth,
sweetie,

it's not looking good
that he'll ever be found.

(dramatic music)

Has anyone else come to speak
with you about your cousin?

Just some of his coworkers.
NYPD.

Any of them women?

No.

(church organ plays)

♪ Why should I feel ♪

♪ Deserted ♪

♪ And why should my heart ♪

♪ Be lonely ♪

♪ And all the Heaven ♪

♪ And Earth ♪

♪ When Jesus is thy fortune ♪

Keep camera one on the family pew,
especially Mr. St. Patrick.

May the Lord give you strength
and refuge. Bless you all.

Please, right this way.

Tasha, we've never even been
to this church.

What does any of this have
to do with Raina?

Mamma,
I'll-- I'll explain later, all right?

♪ And I know he watches me ♪

Who are all these people?

Girl, I don't know.

No clue.

♪ And I know he watches me ♪

All right,
here's your Uncle Tommy.

♪ I sing-- ♪

- Where we at?
- Right here, Tommy.

(Clears throat)
This pew is for immediate family.

Excuse me, he is family.

James, the world will
be watching you as you grieve.

Our message needs to stay clear.

(Stammers)
Without fueling existing doubt.

You know what?
I'm sick of this.

This is Rama's godfather
and my brother.

You have no right.
What is your--

Wait a minute, Tasha, Tasha,
yeah, yeah. He's right, it's okay.

Today ain't the day.

- I'll move back.
- Thank you.

♪ I know he watches ♪

James, please.

When we walk through the fire,
He is with us.

But somehow or another,

God allows tragedies to happen.

ALL: Amen.

How did this happen, God?

Who is responsible?

(all murmuring)

MACEDON: Blessed are the dead
who die in the Lord.

(murmurs)

Lord, shouldn't we bury
the old, not the young?

- Hallelujah!
- Amen!

MACEDON: We must surrender
to God's will.

(cell phone vibrates)

MACEDON:
If we really love Raina,

we cannot go home unchanged.

K says they're in position.

Eyes on Dre.

MACEDON: There is a wisdom
we cannot see.

(murmuring)

We must learn from the lesson
of her life.

(murmuring)

(dramatic music)

Raina was my better half.

Full of joy and eager
to help out no matter what.

When I--When I find myself
in a place of trouble,

I think to myself...

"What would Raina do?"

(camera shutters clicking)

What would she...

(murmuring)

Hey, Hig0.

Urn, wasn't prepared for this.

(Jacob Banks' "Unholy War")

GHOST: Speaking of prepared,

there are, uh, things in life

you can never prepare for.

♪ Unholy war A'

♪ My demons are coming a'

RN-.

Riq, you okay?

♪ Boy, you'd better run a'

(cell phone vibrates)

♪ Go take your freedom
You better run ♪

GHOST: These things find you.

♪ You better run ♪

GHOST: Get around you.

GHOST: You try
to out run 'em.

Try to outsmart 'em.

♪ Time has come ♪

GHOST: Come crashing
down on you.

♪ Future is now
Oh Lord I

♪ Steady on A'

Some might try to get
away from 'em.

(door beeps)

GHOST: But the joke's on you,
'cause you're forced to face it.

GHOST: There's a lesson
even in the pain.

But ultimately the joke
is on you.

GHOST: When you're walking
through the fire.

God is with you.

♪ Behind ♪

♪ Let love lead you home a'

♪ Oh Lord 4'

♪ Let redemption
keep you warm 4'

♪ Oh would you let love
lead you home a'

♪ Oh please 4'

♪ Let redemption
keep you warm 4'

♪ I know it's killing you A'

♪ Well well well well ♪

♪ You gotta leave A“

♪ You gotta leave
me there Lord 4'

♪ I know it's killing you A'

♪ Oh no ♪

♪ You gotta leave A“

rOhno.“

♪ I know it's killing you
I know it's killing you A'

♪ You gotta leave A“

♪ Well you gotta
leave me here 4'

♪ I know it's killing you A'

♪ Yeah I

♪ You gotta leave A“

♪ So you better run 4'

♪ Oh run
Yeah now ♪

♪ You better run ♪

♪ Oh better leave 4'

♪ You better run ♪

(grunts)

♪ You better run ♪

♪ I know it's killing you A'

♪ Well well well well ♪

♪ You gotta leave A“

♪ You gotta leave me
yeah now A'

♪ I know it's killing you A'

♪ Yeah I

♪ You gotta leave A“

♪ So you better run 4'

I've been looking for you.

Where's James?

He's still at the grave site.

I had to leave.
I cou--

I couldn't-- I couldn't watch them
put her in the ground.

(dramatic music)

Tasha, I think I know
what happened the other night,

before you came to see me.

I think that you're
protecting someone.

- Terry, I really can't--
- You don't--

I was watching him
in the church.

I know what it is
you're trying to do.

James asked you

to lie to me to protect him.

I will protect you instead.

Tasha, what do you think
you're doing?

Mama, you wouldn't understand.

You're right.
I don't.

I'm gonna go back to the guests.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Baby girl.

(Fabolous & Jadakiss's
"Principles")

Sorry for your loss.

No, no, no, you're not strapped.

Not at your daughter's funeral.

You made a mistake, coming here.

Mmm, no.

If you wanna talk
about mistakes,

let's talk about the one you, Tommy,
and Kanan made coming after me.

DRE: See, I have the full protection
of the Jimenez cartel,

so if you come after me again,

they will kill you
and your entire family.

♪ The rules apply to all a'

♪ It's never about the money
It's never about the money' ♪

- Well?
- Well What, bitch?

Your hands ain't broke.

And some gentlemen open the car.

(car alarm beeps)

(laughs)

♪ See after I lost you
I must have found me ♪

♪ Niggas wasn't with me
they was just around me' ♪

♪ Gotta know the rules
in the streets you playing a'

♪ I don't even know
but the streets are saying' ♪

♪ You're sure to get shot
in the streets 4'

DRE:
So, listen to me, James.

If you don't wanna come back here
and bury another person you love,

then I advise you
to stay in your lane.

And I'll stay in mine.

♪ It's never about the paper
though' ♪

♪ What, what, you're sure to get shot
in the streets 4'

♪ 'Cause he ain't
pay his fees a'

♪ It's never about the money
Oh 4'

♪ There's principles involved
Yeah 4'

♪ These rules apply to all
All y'all I

♪ It's never about the money a'

♪ Yo if you beat them
you can't welt them a'

♪ It's only a problem in the case
when you can't help them' ♪

♪ They even invite you to a place
where you ain't welcome' ♪

♪ Reliable source
who you getting your intel from' ♪

♪ Lawyer on the retainer
they had to bill him A'

♪ Interrogation before he arrived,
they tried to drill him a'

♪ It's hard for you to stay on one side
when you a villain a'

♪ Your heart's saying yeah
but your pride won't let you kill him A'

♪ No, that's what happen
when you love a nigga A'

♪ In the end they're getting
it from another nigger A'

♪ The wrong way is usually
how you rub a nigga' ♪

♪ Sometimes for you it's just
easier to dub a nigga a'

♪ Whatever issues they have,
just let them keep those' ♪

♪ It's about the morals
principles and the G-codes 4'

♪ Sometimes you gotta give one
to take a blow a'

♪ It's never about the paper
though what A'

♪ You're sure to get shot
in the streets 4'

♪ 'Cause he ain't
pay his fees a'

♪ It's never about the money
About the money A'

♪ It's never about the money
Whoa 4'

♪ There's principals
involved I

♪ These rules apply to all a'

♪ It's never about the money
It's never about the money' ♪