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Previously on Power...

When we met, who'd you
think I was gonna be?

The biggest goddamn drug
dealer in New York City.

You never thought about more?

We have everything.

I just want it to stay this way.

You deserve someone who's as
loyal to you as you are to him.

Fuck you want
from me, huh, Tasha?

Want me to stay the
same and never change?

Ever occur to you I ain't the same
street nigga you married anymore?

Ever since you've opened that
club, you've been different, Ghost.

It's like I don't know who you are.

I've been trying to tell you, Tasha.

You ain't been listening.

Where's Dad?

You the man of the house, a'ight?

Hold it down.

- A'ight.
- I love you.

Nothing's the same with him anymore.

Everything's just
different. He's different.

You move out,

you make us meet Angela,

and you move in with her

and you don't even talk to us about it.

Like, what kind of father does that?

I gave you everything
I never had growing up.

I don't want none of this shit.

I want the truth!

- Oh, it don't matter.
- It matters to me!

I know who you are, Ray Ray.

You need to leave my brother alone.

You deserve to die for what you did.

Then pull the trigger, motherfucker.

When we go upstairs,

you're gonna take off
the rest of your clothes.

Put them in a trash bag.

Then you're gonna get in the shower.

Don't stop until you wash every
bit of this day down the drain.

I'm gonna turn myself in.

If anybody's going down
for my family, it's me.

So you're going to jail? Not Ma?

No one in his family is going
to jail if I can help it,

but yes, I'll take the rap.

My teacher Radnor, he has
way more to lose than us.

Plus, no one would even
suspect that he works for us.

You need to keep Tariq's
name out your mouth.

Tasha, the cops pulled me
over. I didn't say shit.

You signed the fucking papers, 'Keisha.

What you gonna do, rat on Tariq?

Bail on your alibi?

Tasha, I'm not going inside.

I'm sorry, 'Keisha.
I can't let you leave.

Tasha, please. Tasha, what about Cash?

Tasha, please don't do this.

I'm sorry.

Local entrepreneur James St. Patrick

will soon be announced

as Tate rival Lorette
Walsh's running mate.

If you say yes, St. Patrick told you

about the relationship between
Terry Silver and his wife,

we can arrest him for murder.

Now that you mention it, I remember now.

The police want Tariq St. Patrick

for the murder of a dirty
cop named Raymond Jones.

How do you know this?

I'm the one that told 'em he did it.

I know Tariq's been
dealing some serious weight.

The only way you know anything

about what Tariq is doing

is 'cause you gave him the brick.

You get my money,

or I burn this whole motherfucker

down to the ground.

- Homicide just released this.
- What is it?

LaKeisha Grant's personal effects.

Thought you might want 'em.

If you don't fucking
get your shit together,

I'm gonna get your business shut down,

and then I'll take Yas
away from you for good.

Nigga, you better watch your every move,

'cause I will tell the Feds
you killed Terry Silver,

'cause I know you did.

Get off me!

Some niggas just don't
know when to quit.

Oh, like you?

Tasha, I haven't stopped
thinking about you.

You need my help.

You have no idea what information we got

from LaKeisha before she died.

If you don't help us,

we're gonna take a much
harder look at your son, Tariq.

James didn't kill LaKeisha,
but he did kill Terry Silver.

Ma, what happened to your arm?

Ghost. A'ight?

Did you know about LaKeisha?

I had to protect this family.

And I will kill Ghost
to protect you, 'Riq.

I should be the one
protecting you! And I will.

Listen to this. Stay away from
me, and stay away from her.

Ain't gonna say that shit again.

You can't talk to your father that way.

You might have given me life,

but you were never my fucking father.

♪ They say this
is a big, rich town ♪

♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

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

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

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

♪ I never took
a straight path nowhere ♪

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

♪ I live, I learn ♪

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

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

♪ 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 ♪

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

♪ Fuck it, man, in the meantime ♪

♪ Go head and pump a pack ♪

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

♪ That 007, that's 62 on my count ♪

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

♪ 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 ♪

♪ They say this
is a big, rich town ♪

♪ Yeah, I just come
from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

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

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

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

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Hey.

Just about to put her down. Come on in.

Could've called first.

I couldn't wait.

Mm.

You okay?

Is your ex messing with you again?

No, no, that is... it's over for good.

Why do you think it's over, Tasha?

What happened?

I just think he's gonna get caught

for at least one of the
illegal things he's done.

Why is he about to get arrested?

Can we not talk about my ex, please?

I mean, I don't-I don't want
to have to think about him

or talk about him anymore.

And you know what? I don't have to.

'Cause the only man that
I wanna think about...

Is you.

You know we got to be quiet, right?

I'll try.

Okay. Go on, girl.

♪ I'm coming for the kingdom ♪

♪ Sirens keep on ringing ♪

♪ I'm taking, I'm taking
back what's mine ♪

♪ Coming for the ♪

♪ Been on the bottom
belong on the top, yeah ♪

♪ Look what you started ♪

♪ Now we ain't gon' stop, yeah ♪

♪ Taking your title, now
tell me what you got, yeah ♪

♪ Bang, bang, I'm taking shots ♪

♪ I been fighting and fighting ♪

♪ All of this time ♪

♪ I don't like when I see 'em ♪

♪ Taking what's mine ♪

♪ I been living a lie,
been living a lie ♪

♪ Tonight I make it right ♪

♪ I'm coming for the kingdom ♪

I'm glad you came over.

Me too.

Where
is AA-ron right now?

No AA-ron, huh?

Well, you better be sick,
dead, or mute, AA-ron.

Mm.

_

I gotta go.

Hey, where you been?

Okay, well, excuse me.

I mean, you must have forgot who
the parent and the child is here.

You forgot first. Ma, where were you?

I was worried, all right? It
was the middle of the night.

- I thought Ghost might have...
- I wasn't with Ghost.

I was with a man that I'm seeing.

His name is Q, Quinton.

You was on a date with
a nigga I ain't even met?

Ma, I need to talk to you about Ghost.

I don't wanna think
about Ghost, not tonight.

I saw him tonight.

I told him to never
put hands on you again.

I told him if he ever
touches you again...

It won't happen, 'Riq.
I've taken care of Ghost.

Not like that. In a better way.

Come here.

Sit down.

All right, look,

I told the police that
Ghost killed Terry Silver.

Well, not exactly.

I told them how to find
the evidence that he did.

You know, where the body is.

He's going to jail.

For good this time.

You snitched on Ghost?

Ma, snitches ain't shit.

Boy, let me tell you something.

Sometimes you gotta turn somebody in

to get them out your way.

Your father taught me that.

So he's really going to jail?

He's really going to jail.

And you are going to
bed. Good night, bye.

Good night, Ma.

Ma, get up.

- Ma, come on, wake up. get up.
- ♪♪

Ma, get up.

Uh, you know, Tariq,

I know you're not waking me
up to take you to school.

You know how to take
the train, boy. Please.

Your plan didn't work.

... James St.
Patrick has left the Tate campaign.

What are you talking about?

In a
stunning turn of events,

sources say that St. Patrick
will soon be announced

as Tate rival Lorette Walsh's
running mate. If true...

Doesn't look like they're
gonna arrest him, does it?

... ensure Walsh's bid to
become the Democratic candidate

in the race for New York state governor.

- I don't understand.
- St. Patrick's presence

on the ticket, especially

after his exoneration
on murder charges...

Ma, do you hear this? Exoneration?

They're making Ghost out
to be some type of hero.

They're not about to arrest him.

They have a body. They will.

Ma, no, they're not.
We need another plan.

While this
would be St. Patrick's

first foray into politics...

If they do a background check on him,

if they find out who he really
is, then we all get exposed.

You, me, Tommy.

Everything we've ever
done could come out.

We could all go to jail.

... with the development
of the Queens Child Project.

That project promises to
bring at least 500 new jobs...

- Ma, can I go?
- _

Yeah, go ahead.

I need to make a call anyway.

Have a good day.

You too.

... as well as the slaying
of his daughter Raina St. Patrick

as the catalyst for the project.

Tasha. I know. I saw it.

Well, did you find
anything at the airport?

Uh, well, I can't tell you that.

So that's a yes.

You found Terry,

so why the fuck isn't James in cuffs?

Look, these things take time. Trust me.

I'm taking every possible step

to make sure St. Patrick
ends up behind bars.

He's gonna get away with this.

No, he won't.

I promise you that.

Just like going from corner boys

to running the biggest shop
in New York fucking City

wasn't about being gangsters.
It was all for him.

I can't recognize either voice.

Who's Ghost?

Never heard of him.

Sorry.

Hey, where'd you get
this tape from, anyway?

What about a guy named Tommy?

You sure you never heard of him before?

What'd you say, Elisa Marie?
A-a big, scary blond guy?

Yeah.

Nah, I don't know anyone named Tommy.

"Just like going from corner boys

to having the biggest
fucking shop in New York City.

It wasn't about us being gangster.

It was just all so we could
figure another way to get out".

Sound familiar?

Fuck!

Uncle Tommy, you know if they play
that tape for the cops, it's over.

Yeah, I know! I said fuck.

All right look, I gotta go.

But where'd you say this little
Proctor girl is staying again

with his too-smart auntie of hers?

Right around the corner
from the diner we met at.

Uncle Tommy,

don't hurt Elisa Marie, all right?

She's a good kid,

and she's been through a lot already.

That's not how this works, 'Riq.

You can't tell me there's
information out there against me

and then tell me I gotta
play nice to go get it.

I'ma do what needs to get done.

Yeah, I know. Just don't
hang her off a roof.

That's just for family.

_

Fuck.

You're bugging, man. I
can't bring you to Ghost.

Well, that's the price, li'l nigga.

You take me to your daddy, or no gun.

You don't understand, man.
Me and him are not fucking

with each other right now. We're done.

How the fuck is that my problem?

You want your piece?
You take me to the nigga,

or I find some other way in and
tell him you asked me for it.

And I'm sure he's gonna love
knowing you asked me for a gun.

Fuck it, man. Just give me the gun.

It's clean.

Don't matter. I need it either way.

Hey, man, don't tell him I'm coming.

Nigga, do I look stupid to you?

Listen man, I know what
to say to him, a'ight?

Send him exactly what he's looking for.

_

I'm gonna build a
place for kids in your name.

I wish I had more time with you, Raina.

I love you.

What are you doing here?

I'm here every week. Why are you here?

I came to visit my daughter,
tell her about my future.

Lieutenant Governor St. Patrick.

Not yet, Tasha, but soon, yeah.

Look, I apologize about
the other night, okay?

You made me lose my temper.
I won't do it again,

but you shouldn't have run
your mouth off to your son.

It's your fault he hates me.

My fault?

Oh, like it was Kanan's
fault before that?

Maybe Tariq hates you

because you hurt the people you love

to get what you want.

Have you even thought
about what might happen

if you keep up with this
little campaign of yours?

They will look into you.
Then they will look into us.

You're gonna expose all
of us: Tommy, me, everyone.

I passed my background check, okay?

Tommy made his choices, and
you just worried about you.

Keep it all the way 100. Cut the
bullshit. And stop selling drugs.

Oh, okay. Are you kidding me?

S-suddenly I'm the criminal?

You know what?

No matter how much you
try to be somebody else,

remember this.

I know who you are, Ghost.

I am completely legit now.

You can try all you want

to bring me down to your level.
It ain't gonna happen.

You're not gonna get in the way
of my future, and for damn sure,

you're not gonna get in
the way of my son's future.

I'm taking Tariq and
Yas with me to Albany.

You can't take my kids.

You're a drug dealer. Of course I can.

You should know I'm moving
on with somebody else.

Ramona ain't raising my kids, Ghost.

Tasha, Ramona would be a great
role model for Yas and Tariq.

Shit, I'll do whatever it takes

to keep them away from
your bad influence.

Look, Tasha, I release you, okay?

I release you from our
marriage completely.

Go ahead, be Tasha Green,
the half-smart chickenhead

who'd still be in the fucking
hood if it wasn't for me.

Oh, Tommy, thank God you're here.

Are you here alone, T?

Yeah, Tariq is at
school and Mama has Yas.

That's good.

Okay.

Yo, we need to deal with Ghost.

I mean, have you heard about this
whole lieutenant governor shit?

Ghost has lost his goddamn mind.

I-I warned him that if
he keeps this shit up,

they're gonna investigate all of us.

He doesn't even care.

I mean, can you believe he told me,

"Tommy's made his choices",

and then called me a drug dealer?

Can you believe that shit?

He said he's gonna take Yas
and 'Riq to Albany with him.

That's a big fucking problem, T.

Exactly. So what are we gonna do?

About Ghost? Nothing.

You see, I got a little
problem of my own.

You left something at my house.

- That ain't mine.
- Don't you fucking lie to me.

It's from the same pair
that Holly stole from you.

The Feds found it. They
think it's 'Keisha's,

but we both know it's not.

You know, they still
think that I killed her.

I finally found somebody who
was down for me, my family.

You know, how you used to be?

Tommy, I can explain everything.

Okay?

Let me go get the...

You take a fucking step, Tasha,

and I swear to God...

Okay. There's a paper.

Just look.

Look at the paper under Yas' fox.

That one.

That one.

Cooperation, LaKeisha.
What the fuck is this?

'Keisha was talking to the Feds.

She was gonna run away
with Cash to protect him.

'Keisha wasn't gonna leave me.

What do you think, I forged those,

just in case you would
ask me about them later?

Look at the papers. It's her signat...

I tried to talk her out of it,

and I told her that we should
wait for when you come, and...

she went for her gun.

She was scared of you, Tommy.

No, you were scared for yourself.

Tommy, what the...

'Keisha was done lying for you.

You didn't want her blowing you up.

I loved her.

I loved her, Tommy, before you ever did.

She was my best friend. I swear to God.

I fucking warned you she
wasn't built for this life.

You lied to me. You let
me think it was Ghost

when it was you this whole time.

What you would have done?

Would she be alive if you
knew she signed those papers?

Hmm?

Tommy.

Tommy.

Okay, okay.

Just take care of Yas and 'Riq for me.

Please.

Why?

You took my whole family.

But your kids deserve better...

Even if you don't.

_

Oh, son, am I happy to see you.

Hey, man. Look, about the other day,

I'm sure you said some things
that you didn't mean to say.

I meant everything I said.

Look, I get it, okay?
You're mad at what happened

between me and your
mother, and I get it,

but, son, when you
get older, you'll see.

Relationships between men and women

are just complicated.

I lost my temper. I apologize for that.

But your mama said something to me

that she knew would get that
kind of reaction out of me.

I'm not making an excuse,
but I'm just saying...

You told me to never
put my hands on a woman.

Remember that time I
hit Raina? And you...

Look, Tariq, let's just
go somewhere we can talk.

No, it doesn't matter.

I didn't come here to talk to you.

He did.

What the fuck are you doing here, Dre?

What's up, Ghost?

Son, what the fuck
is he doing here, huh?

You bring an enemy here, our enemy?

He knows everything about
me. He said he would talk.

I had no other choice.

Wait for your little friend
in the hallway, Tariq.

When I'm finished talking to him,

I'm gonna talk to you again.

Now.

_

Fuck.

I don't know how that
shit got in my fucking car.

Man, the lock's broken,
you fucking dumb... ow!

Get your fucking hands off me!

I'm being framed,

just like my fucking
parents, you cocksucker.

- Hey, kid.
- Oh, hey, Mr. Officer.

Uh, I was just coming back from my
doctor's appointment with my mom...

You can't go in the
back entrance right now.

Police activity.

Oh.

Okay, no problem.

My bad. I'll go through the front.

Hey.

Have you ever seen Mr. Radnor
selling drugs on campus?

Mr. Radnor?

No, never.

Okay.

Thanks. You can go.

_

_

All right, thank you. Have a nice day.

What the hell is the emergency?

Because I've had a really rough day,

so I hope you have some good news.

Who are you?

My name's Tameika Washington.

I used to be a federal
prosecutor, Ms. Green.

Now I'm a defense attorney,
his defense attorney. Come in.

Wait a minute. Why do you
have a defense attorney?

- Are you getting arrested?
- It's a possibility.

Not if we find something else

to indict your ex-husband.

We need anything else you
have on him for Terry Silver.

I don't have anything. I wish I did.

We aren't anywhere close to enough.

We can't tie him to the body or the car.

We got Rashad Tate to
say St. Patrick knew

about your affair with Terry Silver.

That's motive. We still
need means and opportunity.

What a minute, Rashad Tate?

He hates James, and it goes both ways.

James would never say shit
to him about me and Terry.

It doesn't matter if he's lying.

- Yes, it does!
- Yes, it does matter!

What if the two of them are working
together on some kind of plan?

Warner puts Tate on the stand,

he testifies, St. Patrick's
attorney impugns him on cross,

the whole thing's over.

Looks like the U.S. attorney

is trying to frame him all over again.

Why is this
day fucking me so hard?

What is wrong with him?

So many things. Cooper, focus.

Well, we need something
on your ex, and fast.

If not, they're not
only gonna come after me.

They're gonna come after your son.

Without LaKeisha Grant
alive to confirm his alibi,

Tariq could be on the hook
for the Raymond Jones murder.

Hey, did Ghost kill LaKeisha?

That-that could help us.

Convicting St. Patrick is
the way out of all of it.

We could convince a
jury he did everything,

but we need more evidence.

Is there any way we can trust Tate?

Without him, we are back to square one.

I can find out.

Well, don't scare him
off from testifying, okay?

He's all we've got.

If James told you about me and Terry,

what else did he tell you?

When he left the QCP groundbreaking,

did he tell you that he followed me

to try to catch us together?

Did you tell the cops that?

No, he didn't say all that,

just that you were fucking
his defense attorney.

Classy choice, by the way.

Spare me the bullshit
judgment, Rashad, really.

And you know what? I don't
buy that James told you shit.

I mean, what is this, some kind of

deal you struck with him, just in case?

No. Tasha, I'm telling
you the truth, okay?

- You gotta believe...
- Huh, believe?

- Don't-don't.
- I'm not the one you should be worried about,

okay? It's your son.

I have it on good authority
that your son's DNA

is at the crime scene of a murdered cop.

Raymond Jones?

Yeah. And they know

that Tariq was trying
to find Jones that night.

How could they know that?

Well, come on, Tasha. Think about it.

James.

Hello.

James is planning to burn
your son to the fucking Feds.

No, he wouldn't do that.

James wants to distance
himself from Tariq

to get to Albany, clean slate.

What looks more noble than a
parent turning in his own child?

Now you can stop him.

Go to the cops, and
you blow him the fuck up

on every other criminal
act he's ever done.

But you gotta do it fast,

because once he's elected,
he's gonna be unstoppable.

He's already unstoppable.

If James turns Tariq in,

there's nothing I could do.

Nothing you can do?

Really?

Not even to save your son?

The checklist from the inspector

starts with the master bedroom.

Tenants tend to neglect

the damage from that room the most.

Oh, I wonder why.

Also, we found some items
from the restoration,

from all the bullets.

Can you give this to Mr. St. Patrick?

Sure. I'll give James his trash.

Everything okay, Ms. Green?

Yes.

Thank you so much,
Spencer. Appreciate it.

♪ Tomorrow ♪

♪ Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow ♪

♪ There'll be sun ♪

Raina, what are you doing?

She's rehearsing, Mom.

The auditions for the lower school play

in a month, and I wanna be prepared.

I'm talking about your outfit.

♪ If time... ♪

Thanks, T.

You know, if you
meet a girl who can cook,

I bet we never see you again.

No way that'll ever happen.

♪ Why does it
feel like it's over now... ♪

Daddy, when are you coming home?

Um, baby girl, there's
no plans on me doing that.

- But why?
- We love you both.

That has not changed.

♪ But when the sun
comes up, the shadows will fall ♪

♪ And it gets too heavy
to keep standing tall ♪

♪ Oh, I may be afraid ♪

♪ But I know I'll find my way ♪

♪ When the sun comes up, the shadows ♪

♪ The shadows will fall ♪

You're late.

So Tariq got in trouble
again. What'd he do now?

You know what? Don't
try to play me, Ghost.

I know that you know.

But I can't believe that you think
the solution is turning Tariq in

for Ray Ray's murder.

I would never do that to my son.

But maybe he should confess.

Wait, what are you talking
about? That wasn't your idea?

No, it wasn't.

But maybe that's the best
thing, Tasha, for all of us.

For him to confess, tell the truth.

You know, face the
consequences of his actions.

You promised that you would take
the rap for Ray Ray's murder.

You promised me and you promised Tariq.

Tasha, I already went inside
for some shit I didn't do, okay?

I'm not doing it again. Now,
if I say I did it, we all lose.

If I'm in Albany, we
all win, including you.

You know, in case you catch
a case for killing LaKeisha.

I don't know what you talking about.

Oh, okay, let me refresh your memory.

I sent you over there,
and LaKeisha ended up dead.

You sent me over there,
but Tommy blames me.

How the fuck could he not?
You pulled the trigger, Tasha!

I didn't tell you to do that!
Now you got a real problem.

Oh, the same problem you
got with Terry Silver?

Tasha, let me ask you something.

How did it feel, huh?

Your first kill.

Particularly seeing as though
it was your best friend.

I know what I felt like when I tried
to shoot up my best friend, right?

When I shot up the Mustang,
I felt so fucking justified.

Memo: nothing gets rid of
that feeling, so answer me.

How the fuck do you feel?

You're a fucking monster.

Nah, I didn't kill a single
mother with a child to raise.

Speaking of which, what
happens to that child?

What happens to Cash? You
ever thought about that?

What happens to you if you get caught

or, better yet, if I let you get caught?

Did you ever love me, Ghost?

Or was that all a lie too?

Yeah. I loved you.

And a part of me still does.

But you never loved this version of me

standing in front of you, now, did you?

Remember?

The biggest goddamn drug
dealer in New York City.

That's who the fuck you loved.

Well, do you love your son?

What kind of fucking question is that?

- Pshh!
- Of course I love my son.

Then why don't you
love him the way I do?

Why the fuck won't you do

whatever it takes to protect him?

I would do anything for that boy.

That's his problem!

We do everything for him,
and we did everything for him.

You know what? Maybe your son
should do something for himself.

You tell my son to meet me at my hotel.

I wanna talk to him, man-to-man.

Fuck you, Ghost.

Ma, what do you mean, he
wants me to turn myself in?

He says that when he
becomes lieutenant governor,

he can get you a deal.

But what about Tommy?
Maybe he could help.

You know, maybe he could talk
Ghost out of turning me in.

Tommy can't help.

He's got enough problems of his own.

Vincent is looking for him.
Vincent reached out to me.

Radnor got arrested at school today.

What?

Yeah, they found product in his trunk.

I'm not sure what he told them about me,

but I really hope I don't get
kicked out of school again.

So you didn't go back to school?

Actually, I did,

after I took Dre to go see Ghost.

- Dre?
- Yes, Ma.

Me and Dre, we're good, all right?

We're good. He gave me a gun.

- He gave you a gun?
- Yes.

Just in case Ghost tries something
with you again, all right?

Radnor sent me a text about the cops,

so I went back to Callister.

I had to hide the gun at Truth.

Well, you better go
back there and get it

before your father finds it.

He won't.

I'm just trying to figure out

what I'm supposed to do
about school, Ma. Like...

Just let me handle that. Okay?

You focus on going to talk to Ghost,

because he's got it in his mind

that you confessing is the only way out.

And you believe that?

Do you really think he'll
help me if I was to confess?

Exactly.

Me either.

You said if I was to get caught,
you would take the weight.

I did say that, but you
shouldn't have gotten caught.

- What?
- I said you shouldn't have gotten caught.

Hell, you shouldn't have
been there in the first place.

If you let me and your
Uncle Tommy handle that shit

like you should have, we
wouldn't be in this mess.

So that's the punishment
I get for killing

the motherfucker that killed Raina?

You're just gonna let me go to jail?

Sending you to your room ain't work.

You lied to my face.

How many times you
lied to mine, son? Huh?

How many times I clean
up your mess anyway?

You wanna be a man? You wanna be
a man? You clean up your own mess.

- I can't believe this.
- And I can't believe

you got your sister killed, so we even.

So hey, I guess we both
gotta deal with what is.

It's the least you can
do for the family, 'Riq.

In exchange, I get you a light sentence.

I don't know, probation, even.

How am I supposed to believe you?

Nigga, how many fucking
times have you lied to me?

Huh? I think I'm the one

that deserves the benefit
of the doubt here, don't you?

You got no choice.

We've done everything
we can to protect you.

I told your mother the same thing.

We pulled out every stop.

Nothing left. Just confess.

Man, fuck you! Fuck
you! I fucking hate you!

You're trying to make me angry,

but I ain't got no room left
in me to be angry at you.

Only disappointment... again.

You confess first.

Look, just tell me honestly
one thing you've done,

the whole story,

and I'll confess to killing Ray Ray.

Start with Breeze.

I loved Breeze.

He was a brother to me.

He was family to me.

But he got in my way, son.
Okay? So I had to get rid of him.

But I gave him one last
chance, though. Okay?

I asked him to change his
mind. He forced my hand.

Look at me, son.

I said fucking look at me.

Get the fuck off me. Get the fuck...

- Nigga, you look at me!
- Get the fuck off of me.

Get up. Get up! Get up!

Don't force my hand, son.

If we work together,

I know you can be the
man that I want you to be.

He said he would kill you?

He didn't have to say it, Ma.

He didn't have to say a word.

I saw it in his eyes.

So what about Terry Silver, Ma?

You said you were gonna
make something happen.

I tried. Angela's sister just left.

Blanca Rodriguez told her it's over.

He's gonna walk.

So I'm going to jail,
and-and if you try to work

against him, he'll just hurt you?

No, if I try to move against him,

he'll turn me in for LaKeisha.

He said that to my face.

And if I don't go with his plan,

he'll just turn me
in anyway, or he'll...

I'm gonna stop him.

Ma, how you gonna stop him?

He's got the party at Truth tonight.

You go and you tell him that
you're gonna confess, right?

You pretend that you're
leaving, but really you stay,

and then you wait till he
turns off all the lights

and goes downstairs.

When he gets in the
elevator to the loading dock,

you text me and let me know.

Okay, so where you gonna be?

In the car.

I got my key back to the Escalade.

I'm gonna wait in the back seat,

and when he gets in to go home...

You gotta be gone by then.

Okay, I will be.

Baby, I am so sorry.

If you don't want this,
'Riq, you gotta tell me now.

It's not that, Ma. It's...

Ma, I just don't want you to go to jail.

I won't, okay,

if we stick together,
if we protect each other,

if we promise to be
honest with each other,

and we both need to stick to the plan.

Can you do that, 'Riq?

Will you protect me as
I'm gonna protect you?

Yes, Ma.

Yes, Ma, I promise, I'll protect you.

I promise.

Just please promise me you
won't go to jail, Ma, please.

Oh, baby.

Listen.

I'm not going anywhere. Okay?

I promise.

Nah, you said you handled it.

It didn't work, okay?

But I have another plan
to end everything for good.

Listen, I want to finalize our divorce,

but he keeps avoiding
signing the papers.

He's hosting this big
event at his club tonight

in the Meatpacking District.

I'll just corner him there,
and he can't get out of it.

You should let me take the papers.

He'll sign them if I make
it clear where I stand.

No, no.

I gotta do this myself.

Listen, Q. All I need you
to do is drive me there.

I can go in by myself.

I'm scared of him, but...

I don't have to be if
you're there with me.

You give me the courage
to go through with it.

Okay, I'll do it.

Let me just call Sky real
quick and tell her good night.

I'll give you some privacy.

I'm gonna go freshen up.

Hey, Sky Sky. How you doing, baby?

It's Daddy. You good?

Yeah, what you doing? Playing?

What you playing, baby?

Brush your teeth yet?

What, what, Tariq? You look sharp.

Thanks, Seville.

Son, you showed up. I
didn't think you'd come.

Of course I would.

I want you to meet one of my most
important associates, Simon Stern.

Simon, this is my son, Tariq.

You're a very lucky man
to have such a fine son.

I'll be at the bar.

Son, there are some
other important people

I want you to meet,
all right? Follow me.

Fellas, hey. I want you to meet my son.

Yeah, yeah.

Tariq, what's the problem, man?

Dad, you absolutely sure you
want me to turn myself in?

Well, one of us has
to. After this party...

I mean, look around.

You don't really think it's gonna be me.

But it's okay. Hey, look.

I got you.

I'll be there every step of the way.

Now, come on. I want
you to meet the mayor.

All right? Come on.

_

Man all this shit you
was talking about killing Ghost,

and now you backing out?
I knew you couldn't do.

No, no, you ain't listening.

Dre's the one who took
down my organization.

What you think he's gonna
do now when he finds out

Ghost set him up for Jason's murder?

The same thing you should have
done a long fucking time ago.

You don't know the
whole story about Ghost,

just like I didn't know about Teresi.

It wasn't till after I
shot him I learned the truth

was more complicated than I thought.

You understand what I'm saying to you?

Now I gotta live with that shit.

No, I don't understand.

What exactly are you
saying, Uncle Tommy?

Dre's trying to leave town,

but he's got a reason
to make a move on Ghost,

so he gotta do that shit tonight,

most likely where you just come from.

Now, come on, Tariq. Get in the car.

I need you to help me
set up a trap for Dre.

I ain't helping Ghost,
and neither should you.

Tariq, you need to do this with me.

After we do this,

all that snaky shit that you done,

it's gonna be forgiven.

And we can be a family again.

If Dre's gonna murk Ghost,

I can't get in the way.

_

_

_

♪ It ain't right,
what you're doing to me ♪

♪ It ain't right, you're confusing me ♪

♪ Which side of the fine lines ♪

♪ Do you want me ♪

♪ It ain't right, what
you're doing to me ♪

- Yeah?
- Yo, Vincent, it's Tariq.

Why are you calling me, you little punk?

You still looking for Tommy?

Oh, now you're tying to help me.

Yeah, I know where he
is and where he's headed.

I'm listening.

What's the address?

You said it was in this area.

Oh, you don't need the address.

Just, uh, pull over around the corner.

Okay.

Pull over at the corner.

- I can take you the whole way.
- No, it's fine.

I know a faster way.

Wait for me, okay?

I'll be right here.

_

_

_

Why don't you think this
thing through, little nigga?

What the fuck? Kanan?

Yeah, it's me. And you about to
let a bitch do your dirty work.

I thought I taught your
ass better than that.

Nah, man, you don't understand.

You been doing me proud, though, kid.

Ooh-whee, that was some savage
shit you just did to Tommy.

Them Italians gonna light his ass up.

Nah, I ain't wanna do
that to him, though.

It's okay. I ain't gonna tell nobody.

I just didn't want Ma to get hurt.

What you think Ghost gonna
do when she pull a gun on him?

She pull, he pull, it's over.

It's the same exact
shit with me, though.

But he won't see that coming from you,

just like I didn't.

My bad about that, K.

You know I wish I could've
did something different.

Hey, live by the street,
die by the street, nigga.

Least I got the chance to take
some of those pigs with me.

- Crazy.
- When I met you, you was a kid.

The move on me, that was your
mama's move, maybe the right one,

but you gotta make the man's move.

What if she gets caught?

What happens to your
grandmother, your little sister?

Man, she ain't gonna get
caught. She too smart.

There's only one way to be sure.

And you can sit here jerking off

like there's a decision to
make, but it's already done.

It was always gonna go this way.

You know it. Just gotta step into it.

You don't only owe me,
nigga. You owe yourself.

_

_

Come on, come on.

Radnor sent me
a text about the cops,

so I went back to Callister.

I had to hide the gun at Truth.

What are you doing here?

Everything cool?

Mm-hmm. I was just thinking

about everything you was saying earlier,

about you being there

every step of the way
of me turning myself in.

- You have my word.
- Your word.

You never told me the truth about
who you really were growing up.

And you lied to me about
Shawn and how he died.

I told you the truth, okay?

It was Kanan who lied to you
about how he killed his son.

No, Jukebox told me.
You never said a word.

You know, Kanan loved me,
man. He would've never hurt me.

Son, are you crazy?

First of all, I'm your
father, okay? I love you.

And Kanan would have
put a bullet in your head

as sure as you're standing
in front of me right now.

No, you're wrong. He already
had the chance to do that.

He knew I betrayed him for the
family and he still let me live.

Look, you're confused,
okay? I get it, son.

Let's talk about it.
We can go on the road.

You c-you can come on
the campaign with me.

We can get you credit for school,

maybe an internship.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

'Cause you-you're gonna
turn Ma in for LaKeisha.

You're gonna turn me in for Ray Ray.

When the fuck are you gonna pay

for all the bullshit
you've done, huh, Dad?

It's your mama doing this shit to you.

Your mama's got in that head of yours.

She sent you in here
to do this shit to me.

No, this has nothing
to do with my mother.

This is me.

Up to now, you still don't
even see me for who I really am.

I'm you, Dad.

I tried to give you one last chance,

like you said you did with Breeze.

But you're in the way.

You're in the way of
my future, like you said

he was in the way of yours.

Ain't that what you said?

In the way of your future, right?

- Put the gun down.
- No.

Tariq, if you do this shit,

you can never go back.

I'll do anything to go back.

To go back to how it was
before you left us for Angela.

I just can't.

It's too late.

Hey, just give me the gun.

I can't.

I can't go back.

Hey, hey, son. Hey, hey.

I love you, okay?

No!

Oh, oh, oh, shit.

Tariq, what have you done?

Listen, I had to be the
one to do it, Ma. I had to.

- What have you done?
- I had to be the one to do it.

Give me the gun. Okay?
I-I-I'll say it was me.

No, no, listen. Dre is on
the way here to kill Ghost

any second, all right? That's his gun.

We can say he did it.

- Okay, come on.
- Wait.

You take the gun out back
and dump it, all right?

I know what to do.

Ma, we take care of each other, right?

- Right?
- Right.

You're gonna be okay.

L-let him go.

You're gonna be all right.

- Okay, breathe.
- All right.

You've been through worse.

Yeah, right?

Ghost, don't go.

No, Ghost, don't go!

Don't leave me.

Ghost!

No.

Let him go.

Tasha, what the fuck happened?

- I heard a gunshot.
- I went in there...

I went in there to talk
to him, like I told you,

and he was already dead.

Fuck, man.

Ah, let's go.

Fuck.

What the fuck happened?

Keep it back,
please. Let them do their work.

Excuse me, excuse me.
Um, I'm Tariq St. Patrick.

This is my father's
club. What's going on?

Uh, Tariq, you said?
Let me get a detective.

A detective? Why? Where's my father?

- Let me get Detective Archer.
- Where's my father?

What's going on? I need to see my dad!

- Calm down.
- I need to see my dad!

Get off of me! I need to see my dad.

Please, I need to see my father now!

I need to see my dad!
I need to see my dad!

Get off! I need to see my dad!

Oh.

Your clothes?

They're gone. I burned them.

Just like you taught me the first time.

Where's the gun? What'd you do with it?

It's handled.

Fuck are you doing here?

Well, I got a phone call.
Sudden vacancy in your office.

I'm hearing something about
an indictment coming down.

Sounds bad.

Fuck you, Saxe.

Eh, save it for your new
friends in prison, Jacob.

Hey, how in the hell
did you get my job back?

I've got the hotline
to the attorney general.

And now I've got a friend
in the Eastern District.

When I call, you better
pick up on the first ring.

Well, I'll do you one better.
If I ever meet the right woman,

the look on Jacob Warner's face just now

was worth the right of prima nocta.

I'll hold you to that.

Wait, really?

It was a joke, man.

See ya, Coop.

John!

Daddy's home, motherfuckers.

Ah.

So there is a small gift
for Ms. Estelle Green.

Your rent is to be paid out
of the trust for one year.

That's all?

Well, the bulk of the estate
is divided now into thirds.

- Me, Yasmine, and Tariq.
- Well, as a matter of fact,

Yasmin, Tariq, and Raina.

Raina's share actually
defaults to Tariq,

uh, de facto creating a
2/3-1/3 split in favor of Tariq.

He gets the property, the
shares in the nightclubs,

including, um, Truth,

and the watch collection.

You, um, do not inherit.

- Nothing?
- I-I'm sorry, Ms. Green.

James designed it this way.

Unfortunately, you do not have access

to the life insurance,
the stocks, or the bonds.

The entire portfolio

goes to your children.

Ma, don't worry about it, okay?

I'll take care of you.

Actually,
Tariq, um, just to note,

you don't inherit right away.

Um, all of your money is held in trust

until you complete a four-year
degree from a university.

- What?
- With at least a 3.5 GPA.

After that, the floodgates open,

but until you graduate
under those conditions,

you, um... let me check that.

Yeah, you don't get a cent.

He's dead and he's still
trying to control my life.

Well, what did you expect?

I did everything for that man.

I gave him three kids,

I stood by him through
prison, and I get nothing?

What are we gonna do for money now?

I'll figure it out,
Mama, like I always do.

Ms. Green.

Would you just let us grieve in peace?

Absolutely. After you
answer a few questions

at the federal building first.

Shall we?

Look, James and I
were not getting along,

but he was still the father of my kids.

They've lost so much.

I honestly don't know
how I feel right now.

Numb, I guess.

You know, my baby sister,

I don't know how much of my
dad or-or Raina she'll remember.

Can you think of anyone who
might want your father dead?

What? A lot of people
wanted him dead, Blanca.

You know that.

But the only person
that could have done this

is Andre Coleman.

He wanted my father dead.

Uncle Tommy told me he was
gonna go try to stop him,

but I guess he was just too late.

I have a hard time
believing Andre Coleman

would try to kill Ghost.

It's too big a risk.

Andre doesn't let fear
or logic get in front

of what he wants to do.
He's just gonna do it.

Well, that's true.

It'd be convenient for you
if Andre was the killer,

but I don't understand his motive.

I do understand yours.

- Mine?
- Your husband's campaign for office

would have invited more
scrutiny on you and your family.

I know you wanted us to arrest
James for Terry Silver's murder.

And you should have.

If you had, James would still be alive.

But even more than that, I
think you wanted us to stop

looking at your son for
the murder of Raymond Jones.

Tariq's blood was in his flop.

Andre Coleman told me Tariq
asked for Jones's address.

He also told me Kanan Stark was
in D.C. when Jones was killed,

not in New York and
not pulling the trigger

on a New York City cop.

Andre had a lot of
reasons to lie on Tariq.

Maybe. So do you.

That blood in the flop was fresh.

James would be perfect to
blame for Jones's murder.

You can only do that

if he's not here to
contradict your story.

My story is the truth.

It ain't my fault if you don't like it.

What I don't like is that
you're up in here wasting my time

when we both know it was either you
or Tariq that pulled the trigger.

So I think you should arrest Dre

and let me and my mother go.

See, there's just one problem.

You were on the scene,
Tariq. You were right there.

I told you I went to the party, and
I left to meet with my Uncle Tommy.

When I came back,

my dad was already...

- Wow.
- He was already...

That's convenient,

just like blaming Dre for the murder.

I don't know, Tariq. See, I
don't buy it. I don't buy it.

I think you know more
than you're telling me.

I think you know exactly
who killed your father,

and I think that person is
in this building right now,

maybe down the hall,
maybe in this very room.

You're right, okay?

May I please have some water?

Tariq, as your child advocate,

I can't leave you alone
with the U.S. attorney.

Listen, I'm thirsty, I'm very thirsty,

and this is not easy for me to speak on.

So please, can I have some water?

I'll come and get you

if he wants to make
an official statement.

Anything he says, all off the
record. I'll be right back.

Look, Tariq, if it was your mom...

I saw you.

- What?
- I saw you at Truth.

When I came back from
meeting with my Uncle Tommy,

I saw you going through
the back of the club

with a gun in your hand.

No, it wasn't me.

No, it was. I saw you.

Look, I think Dre killed my dad.

And I don't want to
have to say I saw you

if you're not the one that did it.

So you didn't do it, right?

Dre did it, right?

Right.

It was Coleman all the way.

Good.

You're fucked.

I'm fucked? Tariq is fucked.

I think we need to look at
him really closely for this.

Blanca, Tasha and Tariq
both say Dre did it.

You told me he punched you
in the face outside Truth

right after the gunshot. It lines up.

He's the shooter, and if we prove it,

your career is over.

- My career?
- You let Coleman out

when he turned witness
against St. Patrick.

He tricked your marshals and got away.

If it's true that he killed St. Patrick,

like I said, you're fucked.

Saxe.

Saxe, you have to help me.

Do I?

Yeah, I need to see Andre Coleman.

Can you bring him to
an interrogation room?

What?

What happened to your face?

Andre Coleman's dead. You
know anything about that?

- Nah.
- Your best friend, Spanky,

was just shot. He's dead too.

Sounds like a you problem.

He was your witness, right?

Put him back on the street.
Somebody probably did the math.

Francis, your whole crew is
either dead or in the wind.

James St. Patrick is dead too.

Who? Never heard of him.

You were wearing this watch

when you were arrested,
engraved "J.S.P."

So?

We found a burner phone
on St. Patrick's body.

Only a couple numbers saved.

One was a burner we found
on a marshal who works here,

and he's not talking.

The other was to an inmate, you.

Can I go back to my cell now?

I think St. Patrick got you and
Spanky moved here to kill Dre.

Dre got out, killed St.
Patrick, but we caught him.

We brought him back here, and you
followed through with the plan,

and now Spanky's dead,

but only you and Tommy Egan had
motive and opportunity to kill him.

I think you're connected
to all these murders.

I prove that,

I can give you the needle.

The one I know you
didn't do is St. Patrick.

You help me solve that, and
I could get you out of here.

You know what I like about cops?

You stupid as fuck.

That bitch-ass nigga Dre killed Ghost?

Come on. Fuck outta here.

If you knew anything
about that motherfucker,

you would definitely know that shit.

Wait. Why?

Tell me why.

Time for me to go back to my cell.

Get that eye checked out.

Tasha, I am devastated.

I can't believe I lost James so young.

And Andre Coleman too.
Did you hear about that?

- Andre is dead?
- Murdered in prison.

You think the two events are related?

I don't know.

But I'm here to talk business.

Now that James is gone,

my son, Tariq, controls all
his assets, including Truth.

You do want Truth back, right?

How much? I'll pay asking.

There's no amount of
money that can buy Truth,

but you do have something I want.

My son's education.

Tariq can't get his full inheritance

unless he graduates college.

You get him into your
alma mater, Stansfield,

and my son's trust will give you Truth.

You are fascinating.

And I need him to start tomorrow.

Tasha, I can get Tariq
into Stansfield easily.

The perks of legal bribery,
thanks to years of donations.

I built the fucking library.

But there is one more
thing I need from you.

Come work for me.

Are you crazy?

You need income, and with
diversity so en vogue these days,

my company needs an
executive with your... flavor.

Wow.

Thank you so much.

Bon appétit.

Hey, Ma. What'd he say?

You're in.

He made some phone
calls, and it was done.

Damn, he got the juice like that?

He built the library.

So no more Callister?

Yeah, but you still
need to take the GED.

But he asked them to
enroll you without it.

We both start tomorrow. You
go to school. I go to work.

- What, he got you a job?
- Yes.

But we got a bigger problem
that we need to deal with.

Dre is dead.

- What?
- Yes.

And we needed him alive so that
he could take the fall, 'Riq.

Now we gotta find
somebody else to blame.

Trust me, Saxe definitely
believed me about Dre.

How do you know he believed you?

Look, just-just go to bed.

I'll figure everything out, all right?

I got us.

Everything is good.

911. What's your emergency?

Yes, I think I know who
killed James St. Patrick.

♪ There's no rest... ♪

Oh, oh, damn.

Oh, okay.

♪ No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no ♪

♪ No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... ♪

Police! Search warrant.

NYPD!

What the fuck is going on?

Police! Hands where I can see them.

Get on the goddamn floor.

Ma'am, stay right there.

Arms where I can see them.

I know my rights, man.
Show me a goddamn warrant.

We got a tip that you
have an illegal firearm

on the premises, in
violation of your parole.

We got it.

♪ No rest for the wicked... ♪

You're under arrest for the
murder of James St. Patrick.

Get up. Get up!

♪ There's no rest ♪

Officer, that's not my gun.

Tasha, what the hell is going on?

You have the right to remain
silent. Anything you say or do

can and will be held against
you in a court of law.

Tasha, tell them I was with you, Tasha.

You have the right to an
attorney. If you cannot afford...

Tasha, tell them I was with you.

Tasha! Tell them I was with you, Tasha!

Tasha!

Tell them I was with
you! Tell them! Tasha!

♪ Forgive me for
everything I've done ♪

Mm!

Your first day of college.
You excited?

Actually, I'm very excited.
I think this is gonna be fun.

Well, Big Mama
and Yas will be here soon

to see you off, so you better hurry up.

Oh, see, you better hurry
up. That's probably them.

What do you want now?

I solved your husband's murder.

I have an arrest warrant.

You arrested someone last night.

We arrested the wrong person
because you wanted us to, Tasha.

Problem is, Quinton
told us the whole story.

What?

Whatever Quinton told you, he was lying.

He told us you asked him
to drive you to Truth.

He told us you asked
him to wait in the car,

but he didn't wait in the car, Tasha.

He went to a diner. He
was buying a Red Bull

when you shot your husband.

He's on all the cameras.

He thought he might need
an alibi, and he was right.

No, no, she didn't do
this. She didn't do it.

I'm sorry, Tariq, but she did.

We're gonna put your
mother under arrest.

- No! No!
- Tasha Green St. Patrick,

you're under arrest for the
murder of James St. Patrick.

No, she didn't do it.

- She didn't do it! She didn't...
- Tariq, go to school!

Mom, tell them you didn't do this.
Tell them what really happened.

- Tariq, Tariq, listen to me. Go to school.
- No! No!

Live your life.

Mom!

No!

Mom! Mom! Mom!

♪ There's no ♪

♪ No, no, no, no, no, no rest ♪

♪ For the wicked ♪

♪ They say it's a big, rich town ♪

♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes down ♪

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby ♪

♪ I gotta make it ♪

♪ It's a big, rich town ♪

♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes down ♪

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby ♪

♪ I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes down ♪

♪ They say it's a big, rich town ♪

♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes down ♪

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby ♪

♪ I gotta make it ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪ I gotta make it ♪

- ♪ Oh, I hope I make it ♪
- _

♪ Mm ♪

♪ Don't
use the word "forever" ♪

♪ We live too long to be so loved ♪

♪ People change and
I can't be tethered ♪

♪ We think we are the only ones ♪

♪ You can't walk the
streets a ghost anymore ♪

♪ You can't walk the
streets a ghost anymore ♪

♪ Days form like new
figures down my road ♪

♪ Each one looks more
like you than you know ♪

♪ And how wonderful ♪

♪ How wonderful ♪

♪ How wonderful ♪

♪ You are ♪

♪ It was all a dream ♪

- ♪ I used to read "Word Up!" magazine ♪
- _

♪ Salt-N-Pepa and Heavy D
up in the limousine... ♪

Hey, yo, come on, we
gotta move this weight.

Kanan's gonna be looking for us.

Said he's gonna introduce
us to Breeze tonight.

A'ight, I'm ready. I just...

Hold up, Tommy.

Shit, come on.

I'll be right back.

Yo, Angie.

- What's up, Jamie?
- What's this?

It's a school called
Choate, in Connecticut.

Connecticut?

Yeah. What, you never think
about getting out of Queens?

All the time.

Fuck this.

How do you like him?

Tell me more about this school.

So this is the mission statement.

They have different programs.

They have the upper form electives.

They have environmental art.

- French?
- Bonjour!

- Oui, oui.
- Oui, oui.

Subtitles by explosiveskull
corrected by Firefly for MY-SUBS