All language subtitles for POWER - S03 E07 - No te alejes(1080p - BluRay)

Previously on "Power"...

- We got to kill Lobos.
- What you gonna do about an alibi?

Ghost: I can use Karen.

I just wanted to know if you were
willing to move our meeting tomorrow

- to the Odette on the Hudson.
- You must be Mrs. St. Patrick.

Call me Tasha.

We transfer Lobos to D.C.
and this is all behind us, right?

Once I have all the info you
can contact your associates

on the outside to
make arrangements.

(gunshots)

After I got popped, they went
straight for Lobos's GPS tracker,

which means we've
got a big fucking leak.

- (cell phone vibrating)
- Fuck, is that a phone?

- Ghost, we said no phones!
- I need to end this now, Tommy.

You picked Ghost over me.

Trust me, I promise you, I'm
right where you want me to be.

You get a card like that,
it means you're in trouble.

Ghost: Uh, good evening,
sir. I'm here to visit a friend,

Tatiana Boriskaya.

- Did you get my message?
- Milan.

Nice to meet you.

Yo, he's been working
for you this whole time?

That motherfucker say we're going
back to work for him, to pay him back.

Angela, she's a liability.

You can't even tell her that
the Serbians are after her.

We can't be together,
Angie. It's the right decision.

(sobbing)

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Homie, 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 ♪

(music playing)

I love you.

I always loved you.

I know you do.

I didn't mean to hurt
you... but I had to.

It was the only way.

I understand.

♪ In another year,
I'll be waiting here ♪

- I'll fix this.
- I know you will.

- (cell phone vibrating)
- Don't go.

Please?

♪ You were satisfied ♪

♪ Always running
around in circles ♪

(cell phone vibrating)

Everything I used to say,
he threw back in my face.

That this was all a fantasy,

that we were letting our
15-year-old selves dictate our future.

(Speaking Spanish)

I want him!

No one else will ever
know me like that.

I'll never let them.

He was still married.

He showed me his
separation papers.

Were they signed?

Shh.

How could he do this to me?

What happened?

What changed? Why now?

(knocks on door)

Tim.

Come in.

What are you doing here?

This is my sister, Paz.

- Hi, Tim.
- Hello.

Valdes, I need you
to come with me.

- Why?
- I can't say.

I really can't.

Get your laptop and
your phone. Let's go.

(music playing)

Who are they?

Did they find Lobos?

Tim, how many favors
have I done for you?

You owe me.

Office of Professional
Responsibility.

Shit.

Ghost: You'll have the
total amount for the buy-in

wired to you by the
end of the day today.

I'd be lying if I
said that your ability

to scrape together the cash
so quickly wasn't a factor

in my father's decision
to partner with you.

I've sacrificed way too much, Karen,
to let some little money get in the way.

Cheers.

And I got a feeling I'll
make it back in record time.

I bet you he won't
be making copies

for much longer once
this deal goes through.

- You think so?
- Have you seen you?

We can't afford to just have
you pushing papers in the back.

Well, thank you, Karen.

Ghost: That's definitely
my vision for Andre.

- Kid's got a lot of potential.
- Karen: I got to run.

I'll see you later on for the
final walk-through with Dad?

Wouldn't miss it for the world.

You have our full support in
your breach-of-duty investigation

oi my Lobos task force, NU.

If someone leaked details accidentally,
I guarantee they're gonna cooperate.

We have no reason to believe

the Lobos escape
was a breach of duty.

This was a purposeful
leak of information.

We're here to investigate
criminal conspiracy.

Mr. Sandoval, if
you'll excuse us.

We'll be interviewing
you shortly.

I thought I'd be part of
the debrief of the task force.

Everybody on the task
force is on the suspect list.

MJ: Only way to get off
that list is to talk with us.

It's not personal.

Mike, go on ahead.
I'll take it from here.

Lobos escaped, and he got himself
killed by a traitor in his own ranks.

I admit someone on
our side had to be sloppy,

but it's a far cry from intent.

It's breach of duty at best.

No, actually,

it's criminal conspiracy
to commit murder.

Lobos is dead,
and the cell phone

found on his person
links us to this office.

Lobos's burner cell received
its very first and very last call

just moments before his
estimated time of death

from a number ending in 6453.

We pulled the
records for that phone.

Turns out that that
number made multiple calls

to only one other
number ending in 0148.

These are prepaid burner cells, but
we're able to follow the call pattern.

The 0148 number pinged
a cell tower near Teterboro.

Can you guess which tower
pinged the 6453 number?

The one right on
top of this building.

Shit.

My thoughts exactly.

Someone in this building was
involved with the Lobos escape,

and the only people with relevant
information were on this task force.

One of your people
is dirty, David,

and I'm gonna
find out which one.

We get a new connect, and
now fucking Ghost is back in?

(scoffs) What's
that mean for me?

It means you still got a job.

Give me a fucking break, J.

It's been a minute, man.

Yeah, I wonder why.

Look, man, I was just
doing what I had to do.

All right, playboy. (chuckles)

Julito.

I ain't working with that Tony
the Tiger-lookin' motherfucker Dre.

No Dre, got it.

We can't talk here, Tommy.
Let's rap outside, all right?

Stay here, J. We good.

- What's up, man?
- It's good.

- Ghost get you off the streets, huh?
- Shit, hell, yeah, man.

You back in, too?

It's not looking like it.

So you take care of it?

Huh?

You never came
back to the warehouse.

Oh.

Guess you didn't need
any help with Angela?

- I handled it.
- She still breathing?

Tommy, I ain't under her roof,
which means I ain't under her radar.

- It's over.
- So you dumped

a female government agent.

Why don't you give me a little
warning before I get arrested this time?

Tommy, Angela's not
coming after us, man.

- The Lobos task force is over.
- Yeah, till they find the body,

but we'll probably be chunks in Milan's
shit by then, so it don't matter anyway.

Would you please
check your attitude, man?

I'm serious. You're
gonna get us both killed.

Tommy, Milan
should've killed us.

We don't even know what
game we're playing here.

We got to stick together,
until we know how to play him,

or until he slips
up, then we get him.

What if he don't slip up?

Everyone does eventually.

Hey, you need me to go along
for whatever's going down?

No, you good, Andre.
Just hang back, all right?

Tommy: Fuck.

Inside.

Not him.

- You good, T?
- Just go back to the spot.

Check out the new product.

I'll meet you there,
after all this bullshit.

Tariq, come on!

- Let's go.
- Oh, my God.

All Dr. Hong wants to do
is talk about my feelings.

- It's so stupid.
- I know, baby.

But you only have two
more sessions to finish,

and you can go back to school.

Don't you want to see
your father at Career Day?

No. And you hate him, too,
so why do you even care?

'Riq, come here.

- I do not hate your father.
- Yes, you do.

God, you're such a
fucking liar, just like him.

Boy, you better get your black
ass to your room right now!

You lost your goddamn mind!

Ghost, I need you to call me back
as soon as you get this message.

You better come over
here and talk to your child

before I kill him my damn self!

MJ: You've been interviewed
by the OPR before, haven't you?

When Lobos's California distro
was murdered in your custody,

along with two marshals?

I was investigated, as
a formality, and cleared.

But I was never a suspect.

There was no
indication I was involved.

I had none of the markers
of being compromised...

No sudden increase in
wealth, points of pressure,

or connections to
criminals or criminal activity.

So you know nothing
about the cell phone

found at the Lobos murder scene?

No, I don't know
about the phone.

I don't know anything about
what happened to Lobos

after the caravan was hit.

Let's talk about that, the
logistics of Lobos's transfer.

It says here that after Lobos
agreed to flip on the Jimenez,

you got the official
request from D.C.

I got the request, but
Valdes filed the paperwork.

Yes, Mike told me
about the transfer request

and asked me to
file the paperwork.

It's only your signature
on the documents.

Did you keep a copy of the
transfer order for your own records,

take it home maybe?

I filed the paperwork and
left all copies here, ma'am.

We were under strict
orders that all documents

associated with the John
Doe prosecution of Lobos

were not to leave the building.

But you're not a big fan
of the rules, right, Valdes?

I mean, using a minor to identify
a dangerous narcotics suspect?

Turning a sex offender
into a criminal informant?

You break the
rules all the time.

Where were you when you
learned that Lobos had escaped?

I was in the van with Felipe
Lobos when we were ambushed.

- You survived a shot to the chest.
- Two, Agent Donovan.

Your vest protected
you, but I've been thinking,

why didn't they
shoot you in the head?

MJ: You claimed in your report that
the Lobos escape was an inside job.

- There's not a doubt in my mind.
- What makes you say that?

Agent Knox reported that Lobos
anticipated the hit on the caravan

and that the men that helped him to
escape knew where to find the GPS tracker.

Agent Donovan, you weren't
originally assigned to this task force.

Why were you
brought on the case?

Did you request more
involvement with Lobos?

No, Agent Donovan,

there was an incident between
Knox and an AUSA on the task force.

Angela and Greg had
a romantic relationship.

They thought it was a
secret, but everybody knew.

It ended. I don't
know, I don't care.

I can't really speak to their
interpersonal problems.

Probably because
you're too distracted

with interpersonal
problems of your own.

I-I-I never bring my
issues to the office.

I'm not sure there's enough
space in here for what you're into.

(chuckles)

W... You... you guys"-

- you keep a file on that?
- We keep a file on everything.

Tell us what happened with
Knox and Valdes, Mr. Saxe.

All I know is Greg was suspended

because Angela accused
him of stalking her.

Then one day Greg's
waltzing in with Vibora Ruiz,

and he's back on the
task force like he never left.

Valdes had no objection to
Knox's return to the task force,

and Ruiz was a valuable
asset for the Lobos case.

He would only work with
Agent Knox. I had no choice.

Did you ever speak of
the John Doe prosecution

of Felipe Lobos
outside of the task force?

- No.
- No.

Uh, I was in communication

with Agent Knox while
he was suspended,

but I never told him about
our John Doe prosecution.

I follow protocol. I
was being a nice guy.

Knox was a little fucked
up, over-focused on the case.

On Valdes, really,
but it was on the case.

MJ: Can you tell me why you
were so eager to obtain Mr. Ruiz,

- even though you were suspended?
- I wanted justice.

- For?
- Myself.

I had a theory,

and Ruiz could prove that I was right
and that I didn't deserve my suspension.

So you weren't following AUSA
Valdes during your suspension?

Oh, no, I was.

I was following her, but
only because I thought

she was involved
with our suspects.

I mean, how the hell else did she have
the right address for the Lobos meet?

- An anonymous tip.
- You initially reported

that you had an unofficial
tail placed on him.

An anonymous tip
would've seemed unreliable.

I needed to convince Mike to move
the team in a short amount of time.

- So you lied.
- I lied.

- We got our guy.
- Back to your rules problem again.

Shouldn't we be talking
about how to find Lobos?

- If we could extradite him...
- We know where Lobos is.

That's not the problem.

Felipe Lobos is dead.

- Oh, fuck.
- Fuck.

Lobos had many enemies.
I'm not at all surprised.

- He was killed.
- MJ: Murdered, yes.

- You seem upset.
- Of course I'm upset.

I had hopes for the future...

that we would find
Lobos and try him,

but now that's
completely fucked.

(sighs)

Can I have a break?

You sold drugs,
saved your money,

started a family,
moved to Manhattan,

and made investments.

This is the American dream, no?

Then you took from me,

and you killed the head of my
network, and now you are here,

enslaved to me.

Yeah, Chef e.

Motherfucker Googled
the shit out of you.

Yo, "This ls Your Life,"
you gonna do me next?

Duse, you will distribute
to your high-end clientele

as well as oversee
your deputy's distribution

to Shin, Cristobal, and Poncho.

- I look like a deputy to you?
- Yes, Chef e.

- Any questions?
- Tommy: I got one.

You really eat people?

You gonna answer my question?

Vladimir said you were simple,

but he liked you anyway.

I cannot comprehend why.

Used to having the
bathroom to yourself, huh?

I guess so. Never
thought about it.

I had my own bathroom when I
worked criminal at Georgia Northern.

The ladies' was my refuge

from all the eye-fucking
and ass-grabbing.

It's not so bad here.

Believe it or not...

I kind of miss those days.

You still got that
certain set of skills

that makes them listen
to you when you talk.

Turn 40, they turn
into Helen Keller.

A word of advice...

take that ass to General
Crimes and make a case.

Get a bench before
you turn into a pumpkin.

I was thinking...

the Jimenez tried to kill Lobos

before when he was
in lockdown but failed.

Do you think they
finally finished the task?

Lobos's murder investigation

is not my problem.

And it's not yours either,

but you'll get your
answer soon enough.

Eastern District's been assigned
to figure out who pulled the trigger.

And when they do,

it's gonna lead
them right back here.

So how the fuck he
know about this place?

I know about everything.

What the motherfuck is this?

There you will find the product
for your primeras as we discussed.

No more Father Callahan.

He runs guns for the...
(speaking Serbian)

Fuck the guns.

His kids move a shit-ton of product,
undetected on account of their uniforms.

Ah, getting rid of Callahan
is bad for business.

You're right, Tommy.

This is business.

Do not fire Callahan.

Kill him.

I ain't gonna kill the motherfucker
just 'cause you say so.

We also have your product, Duse.

I will require you to
sell it in your nightclubs.

Surely there's another
way to punish him.

(whispering in Serbian)

What I'm saying is I can push
just as much product on the street,

with fewer consequences.

(grunting and choking)

(neck snaps)

He did not follow
my instructions.

I will require a cashier's check

made out to my security company
for the full cost of the product...

by the end of the day.

Chef e, you got to let us
pay you double next delivery.

All of our clean
money's tied up.

(American accent) Karen
Bassett will wait, right, James?

Get your men to work.

He knows everything
about our business.

He's forcing us to run it
instead of just taking it, man.

To what end?

So he don't have to do it.

You heard him. We're his slaves.

Listen, Tommy, all my
clean money's tied up.

You got enough to float us?

Nah, but you can have my share.

I ain't paying up front
for an untested product.

Milan will have to deal.

Tommy, a man like
that doesn't fucking deal.

You see what he
just did to his boy?

Once upon a time, you were the
one warning me not to cross him.

Now all of a sudden,
you all about it?

- What the fuck is up with you?
- What the fuck is up with you,

rolling over like a little bitch?
You really gonna deal in your club?

All I'm saying is, for now,
we got to do what he says.

We wet Callahan, we go to the
bank, we pay the motherfucker,

then we sit back, and we wait to
see what our next move is gonna be.

Look, man, I can't get
out of this shit alone.

I don't care what the Serbian
Hannibal Lecter says, Ghost,

you ain't my fucking boss.

I've been running
things since you left.

I'll handle this my own way.

First the gun, now this.

He's just getting worse, Ghost.

If he'll raise a hand to me,
the worst is yet to come.

Okay, Tasha, as soon as the
boy gets back from therapy,

I'll talk to him, all right?
I'll get him straight.

Yeah, well, good thing, 'cause
you're the one that got him crooked.

You know, he's still torn up over
the Knicks game you took away.

I told you, something came up.

Something more
important than your son?

I know you ain't gonna
tell me what it was.

Do you even know how
to tell the truth anymore?

Okay, Tasha. You want the truth?

Please.

Here it is. I need your help.

I got the Karen
Bassett contract.

The problem is,
I'm short on money.

Did you not just brag to me about
having the cash when we were at her hotel?

- What happened?
- Some unexpected bills.

- (scoffs)
- So, look, I just need a short-term loan

from the IRA
and the kids' trust,

but I can't do it until I get your
permission since you're the co-signatory.

- Mm-mm, no.
- What?

- I'm not doing it.
- Look, Tasha,

you know I will have it
back to you right away.

Tasha, I would not be standing
here in front of you pleading

if I had another option.

Seems to me you
got another option.

Shouldn't you be asking
that other woman for help?

All that lawyer money she got?

Um, I can't... I can't
ask Angela, okay?

We-we're no longer together.

Iendedit

I don't want to get into it
right now. I'm asking you.

I need the money.

- The tax penalties will be ridiculous.
- No, 'cause we...

The club shit is speculative.

And I know you, Ghost.

Things go south with the clubs,
you're gonna put all the Lobos cash

right into them, and
the kids take a hit.

You'll forget all about
putting the money back.

Tasha, I would never
steal from the kids.

- Those are our kids, all right?
- I'm sorry.

I'm not betting
their future on yours.

Find another way.

Tariq will be back
this afternoon.

Oh, fuck, man!

- You lied to me.
- What the fuck you talking about?

You said Ghost was out and
not fucking with Tommy no more.

What was that I saw out
front this morning, then?

Yo, I just found out my own self,
man. I swear to God, I'm not playing you.

You know this nigga,
he always keeps a secret.

I'm out in the cold just
like you. Swear to God.

It's time for you to get inside,
find out what it is he's up to, fast.

I don't know how much
longer I can lay in the cut.

You need to get the
fuck out of here, man.

There's all kind of
eyes watching, all right?

I'll call you.

- Karen: What do you think, Daddy?
- Oh, I think the "Stern-vanquisher"

- is going to make a fantastic partner.
- Thank you, sir.

Hopefully I can parlay that
high esteem into a favor.

What is it, James?

I had a misunderstanding
with another associate, Karen,

so, unfortunately, I'm gonna
need a few more weeks

to come up with the
money, but not a big deal.

I will then bring you a wheelbarrow
full of cash, plus the penalty, sir.

What happened? You
had the money this morning.

An unforeseeable reversal.

Horatio: James, my stockholders
are expecting to hear certain numbers

on my earnings report
at the end of the quarter,

and I can't deliver it without
your cash investment.

It's clear to me you're in no
financial shape to join our group.

He's got till the
end of the day, Dad.

I know this means
a lot to you, James.

Get the money.

(sighs) What is this for?

It's for, um...
I'll tell you later.

Thank you, T.

Tommy, Why'd
you do that to Holly?

Ghost told me what happened.

He did?

I thought you would've
done better than that.

I feel responsible.
I told her to tell you.

You knew?

I thought you would've been
cool, but you flipped out, right?

Now she's out there, alone,
pregnant with your child.

- (whispers) Pregnant.
- Probably already halfway to Ohio by now.

Are you gonna at
least try to find her?

Listen, if you wait too long,
it'll probably be too late.

I got to get out of here.

- You gonna go find her?
- (elevator dings)

Yeah, maybe. I
got to deliver this.

Tommy, are you okay?

Call me, okay?

You've accused Valdes of
interfering with the Lobos case

to help St. Patrick save
his friend Egan from prison.

But that argument doesn't
really apply to Lobos's escape.

Egan's already in the clear.

Right, but she's fucking
James St. Patrick.

Maybe he wanted Lobos dead.

Why would St. Patrick
want that, Agent Knox?

We have no proof that St. Patrick
is directly involved with Lobos.

And there's no law
against AUSA Valdes

having a relationship with him.

So she's just gonna
get away with it.

Valdes didn't break
the law, Agent Knox.

She broke your heart.

Isn't that why you wanted back
on the task force, to catch Valdes?

And then when you
couldn't, maybe you snapped.

Maybe you set up Lobos's murder,

thinking you could
pin all this on her,

get back at her for
ruining your career,

for falling in love
with somebody else.

You keep saying
there's an inside man.

- Maybe it's you.
- That's ridiculous.

Yeah, maybe, uh... (sniffs)

Maybe Mike shouldn't have
let me back on the team.

Maybe I was a
little too intense.

But that doesn't mean I'm wrong.

Look into Angela.
You'll find the proof.

She's involved.

I want back in, Ghost.

I know you're back
in, so don't deny it.

I didn't want to bring
you into all of this.

I wanted more for you, Andre.

What about what I want for me?

Let's take a walk.

(music playing)

Look, I lied to you about
the La Arafia card, all right?

I thought it was Lobos,
but it was actually Dean.

- The security dude?
- Yeah, he's been posing as security

this whole time, turns out to
be Vladimir's old connect, Milan.

Hold on, wait, hold on.

The nigga that eats people?

Yeah, look, we robbed
him. He's pissed.

He's forcing me and
Tommy to replace Vladimir.

We got to come up with legit cash up
front, which is why I can't pay Karen.

- So that's why you're back in.
- But I'm not staying.

I need your help.

If you help me get rid of Milan, I'll
give you half the street business.

Along with Tommy.
I can't do it alone.

- You in, or you not?
- Look, man, you know Tommy

- not fucking with me, man.
- Fuck all that.

You let me take care of that.

Are you in?

What's our next move, man?

I need you to make an anonymous
tip about a missing person,

Tatiana Boriskaya.

I'll get the cops
to handle the rest.

You're right.

You're the only one on your task force
who has none of the markers of a mole.

So why am I still sitting here?

All day I've been racking my
brain with that very question.

I think I've come up with a
reason. You want to hear it?

Whoever helped escape
Lobos had a history with him.

Did you know that you
have worked the Lobos case

longer than any AUSA or agent in
the entire Department of Justice?

If I had a working
relationship with Lobos,

wouldn't that mean I'd want
to see him escaped and alive?

In my experience,
familiarity breeds contempt.

MJ, you're a
lawyer. I'm a lawyer.

We're trained to evaluate
risk, the worst-case scenario.

If I planned to have Lobos
killed and it went wrong,

how long would I survive?

How long would
my family survive?

Someone on this task
force took exactly that risk.

- If not you, who?
- You must have a thought, an instinct.

I'm not going to throw
my people under the bus.

(chuckles)

You want to be on
this side of the table?

You want to get
cleared? Help us.

I'll see that Main Justice
hears about your cooperation.

Agent Knox thinks
Valdes is involved.

He's got an axe to grind
with her, but you don't.

Could he be right?

How much do you know about Angela's
relationship with James St. Patrick?

(distant rustling)

Angela?

I just came to pick
up some things.

I was just packing them for you.

You really fucked
up. You know that.

Paz, your sister will soon see

that I was just trying to
take care of her, all right?

- I was trying to protect her.
- Protect her?

Who teaches you
men that bullshit?

She loved you. She would
have done anything for you.

Yeah, I know.

You know she's always
been the smart one,

and now because of you, she's doubting
herself about everything, even work.

She's being questioned there
as we speak over some fuck-up.

They practically dragged her out
of here by her hair this morning.

Look, Paz, I ain't a
bad man, all right?

- I'm just...
- A man.

You got enough pussy.

You got bored. You moved on.

I get it.

Get out.

If I ever catch you near my sister
again, I'll kill you with my bare hands.

(speaks Spanish)

"I wish I were there,
too. Love you, Jamie."

Agent Knox would
kill to read those texts.

You know he thinks you helped
St. Patrick to escape Lobos.

He also said the men
that attacked the transfer

knew about Lobos's GPS tracker.

I couldn't have told
anyone about that.

I didn't know about the
tracker until after they were hit.

- Can you prove you didn't know?
- No, but...

Yeah, it's kind of hard
to prove a negative.

But it's all right.

I think Agent Knox is
dead wrong about you.

- Thank you.
- I think St. Patrick used you,

- just like he did before.
- I did not leak, lose,

or transmit any information
regarding Lobos's trial or transfer.

He put your career at
risk to help Egan walk.

You forgave him, took him
back, and now Lobos is dead.

You got duped again, sweetie.

- Love will do that to you.
- This has nothing to do with love.

It has everything
to do with love.

(chuckles)

We are as strong as they are.

Hell, stronger, till we
fall in love and lose focus.

Then we fuck shit
up, and they know it.

When St. Patrick looked at you,

he didn't see a future judge,
future Attorney General.

He saw a typical
woman... a sucker.

He's the sucker, not me.

He didn't play me. I played him.

I knew he was in
touch with Egan,

so I cloned his phone while
he slept in our hotel room.

That's a federal offense.

You're saying you slept
with St. Patrick to get Lobos?

Lobos would've slipped
right through our fingers again

if it weren't for me using

my "special set of
skills" to track Egan.

Agent Knox couldn't find Lobos,

Mike was sure he
had the right location,

and Saxe was just
along for the ride.

They got it
wrong. I got it right.

Every action I've ever
taken, ethical or in the gray,

has been to mount
Lobos's head on a wall,

and I dare you to find any
evidence to the contrary.

I'll have to admit,
I'm impressed.

Thank you for your
cooperation, Angela.

You're free to go.

Wow.

We need to talk to
James St. Patrick.

Tommy?

We didn't have a meeting
scheduled today, did we?

This about that thing you
were worried about before?

I found a way around it.

(chuckles) See? Prayer works.

My life was good...

real good.

And then everything
got fucked up.

All I wanted was for everything
to go back to the way it was.

And I don't know if I
prayed, but I wished.

And it came true...

but not the way I wanted.

I want to take it all back.

I made a huge mistake, and
there's nothing I can do to fix it.

We can't receive
God's forgiveness

unless we forgive ourselves.

Why would I ever
want to forgive myself?

(clicks)

My new connect don't want you
running guns for the Albanians no more.

Those guns paid
for the soup kitchen.

Then have a fucking bake sale.

He's a crazy motherfucker,
and he's gonna kill you

if you don't stop
running them guns.

- Tommy, I can't just stop...
- Let me save your life, Father.

Let me do this one good thing.

Okay, no more guns.

(siren wailing in distance)

Gracias, Paz.

Good evening.

I'm calling on behalf
of Mr. St. Patrick.

(elevator dings)

You live uptown.
This ain't uptown.

I don't know why you think you
can keep showing up at my place.

Were you with Jamie at the
Odette Hotel night before last?

That's none of your business.

If you are covering for him,

you could be charged as an accomplice
in a conspiracy to commit murder.

If you are found guilty,
you will lose your kids.

You will lose your home.
You will lose everything.

If you lie, I can't protect you.

What's it gonna be?

No, you're right.

My husband did murder something

when we were at the
Odette the other night.

Shoot, who am I telling?
You know how he is with it.

Nearly broke my damn back.

That's not true.

He wasn't there.

He was killing Felipe Lobos,

and don't pretend you
don't know who that is.

Ghost and I fucked,
sweetie, all night.

Matter of fact, he's
upstairs right now.

You want to call him
and ask him for yourself?

How could you take him back?

I am his wife

and the mother of his
children, I never lost him.

So, whatever you think he did
the other night, he was with me.

You were a midlife
crisis, Angela.

Crisis over.

Woman: You used to live in my
apartment when you was young?

A friend of mines
did. I was a block over.

Oh.

One second, sweetie.

Take all the time you need.

(cell phone vibrating)

- What you got?
- Yo, G's crazy, dog.

Got me calling in
anonymous tips and shit.

Sounds familiar.

So you know Vladimir's
connect, Milan, right?

Yeah, the motherfucker took over
Ghost's business right under his nose.

He needs my help
to get out from under.

- I think he's scared, B.
- Yo, I seen him scared before.

That ain't good for
nobody. Watch your back.

Here we go.

Hold on.

I sure do appreciate
you helping me.

(grunts)

What are you doing to me?

You no good piece of shit!

(screams)

(muffled screams)

I'm back.

- Yo, what's the plan, man?
- It's already in motion.

I'm gonna give this
nigga a history lesson,

take him back in time.

I wasn't even
trying to hit her, Dad.

I was just trying to
stop her from hitting me.

Sit up.

Listen to me.

You do not have the right to put
hands on your mother, no matter what.

You owe her an
apology for your behavior.

Remember, we talked about it.

Real men apologize.

So you want me to apologize to
her like I did to your side bitch, right?

What the fuck did you just
say to me, little motherfucker?

Say it!

'Riq. 'Riq!

(cell phone vibrating)

You made dinner plans in
my house without telling me?

(American accent) Tasha,
you've already been introduced.

James, you remember Tatiana.
She used to work at Truth.

- Good to see you again, Tatiana.
- Yes.

It's nice to see you, too.

Oh, let me help you with those.

- Kids, dinner!
- Just the adults, Tash.

No, I brought enough
for the children.

Tasha: Tatiana, you
can come with me.

Da.

- You have a beautiful home.
- Thank you.

- Why are you here?
- (normal voice) You were looking

for Tatiana, were you not?

I considered it an invitation
to bring her to dinner.

It was very smart,
but I warned you.

(American accent)
You must be Raina.

I'm Dean. I work
for your father.

- Raina: Nice to meet you.
- Milan: Nice to meet you, too.

- Hey, Tariq. How you doing?
- Hi, Dean.

Come on, children,
let's have a meal.

I told James I wanted to meet the
family of my most important client.

Family's important to him,

and what's important
to him is important to me.

James.

Please, join us.

Come on.

And how you rolled ov...

And that shit with the cinnamon
was so bad that you made.

(humming)

(vehicle approaching)

(car doors open, close)

What's up, big boy?
You want a piece of this?

(Tommy grunting)

(normal voice) You made the right
choice, paying me instead of Karen.

But I still need you to find a
way to make the deal work.

Karen called it
off. Deal's over.

No, she likes you
and your three clubs.

Find a way.

I'm looking forward to having
you selling my product in her hotels.

I'm not gonna sell drugs
in my clubs. It's too risky.

I'm in your home,
with your family.

That is risk.

You have too many attachments.

Attachments make you vulnerable,

but you have made
vulnerability your strength.

Think of them the next
time you want to betray me.

(speaking Serbian)

- He really thought I was dead.
- (elevator dings)

You have everything
to lose, Duse.

- (American accent) Nice to meet you.
- Pleasure to meet you.

- Take care.
- Thank you.

What the fuck is
going on, Ghost?

What a fucking day.

- I mean, first your bitch comes by...
- Whoa, whoa.

- Angela came here?
- Yes.

- I alibied you. She knows about Lobos.
- Shit.

- Is that why you got us up here?
- No, I got us up here

because fucking
Milan might be listening.

- Milan? Who the fuck is Milan?
- Dean.

Dean, who we just
had dinner with, Tasha.

He might be the most
dangerous man I ever met.

More dangerous than Kanan?

Kanan was a street thug.

Milan's a whole nother level.

(grunts, breathing heavily)

All of you,
motherfuckers! Come on!

Kill him.

(speaking Serbian)

- (men grunting)
- (thudding)

(weakly) Come on.

So you're telling me that he
hovered over you this whole time

just 'cause you killed Vladimir?

Why didn't he just kill you?
What the fuck does he want?

He wants me to suffer.

- What are we gonna do?
- I think Milan made a mistake today.

I'm gonna use it to get us out.

- (Tommy grunting)
- (thudding)

(wheezing)

Callahan called
off the Albanians.

A tolerable compromise,
but not what I asked.

Vladimir was mistaken.

You are not simple...

but you are disobedient.

Why do you want to die, Tommy?

Oh, this is about the girl.

(groans)

Just fucking do it.

I was wrong. You
have immense value.

You have nothing to lose, Tommy.

This is the best
time to be alive.

(knocks on door)

- Angela.
- I can't stay long.

I might have been followed.

Yeah, Paz told me that they
brought you in for questioning.

You want to know
if I gave you up.

No, I want to
know if you're okay.

No, Jamie. I'm not okay.

You killed Lobos, and the
DOJ thinks I participated.

I need you to help me
prove that I'm innocent.

- What are you talking about?
- Someone gave you information

about Lobos's transfer so that you
could hit the caravan and kill him.

I need to know who that was.

I need to know who told
you where he would be.

You used me.

As soon as you got rid
of him, you got rid of me.

Admit it.

Get... Don't... Get
the fuck off me!

- I'm not wearing a fucking wire.
- And how am I supposed to know that?

Because if you go
down, I go down.

I told you Lobos was alive.

That makes me technically
part of the criminal conspiracy

to commit this murder.

I didn't tell you
where he would be.

I didn't know.

That's why you have to help
me find who the real leak is.

Who was it?

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

Eastern District is
investigating the murder.

If they figure out it was you,
it's gonna trace back to me.

(distant siren wailing)

You're gonna let me get the death
penalty for something I didn't do.

Angie, don't say that.

You told me you didn't
love me anymore...

but you lied.

You never loved me.

Angie, I do love you.
You know I love you.

Don't.

I'll fix this.

The only way to fix this

is to tell me who helped you.

Who helped you, Jamie?

Who told you where
Lobos would be?

If whoever murdered
Lobos had inside information,

I don't know who
he or she got it from.

- Find out.
- Angie, don't go.

- (door slams)
- (sighs)

(music playing)

♪ I've been having
trouble sleeping ♪

♪ 'Cause all I
think about is you ♪

♪ It's all I know how to do ♪

♪ I've been having
trouble thinking ♪

♪ 'Cause all you are and
how you played me like a fool ♪

♪ Hurt so bad but
got me hooked ♪

♪ In another year,
I'll be waiting here ♪

♪ So you can figure it out ♪

♪ In another life,
you were satisfied ♪

♪ Always running
around in circles ♪

♪ Around in circles ♪

♪ In circles ♪

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