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Previously on Power...

What did Ghost
really take away from you?

I know that Dre told you
not to hang out with me,

but Dre be talking out
both sides of his mouth.

I see potential in you, my friend...
you could replace me.

What's this?

Belongs to Lobos's guy.

Whoever the leak is at your office

was calling him on that phone.

We can't be together, Angie.

It's the right decision.

Greg? I guess I'm used to people

disappearing in the middle of the night.

I'm right here.

State-of-the-art FBI button recorder.

It's gonna record
anything within a 20-foot radius.

Knox wants to make sure
you're mentioned on the tape.

I cannot be mentioned, not once.

Neither Tommy nor I can be incriminated

in any way, or the deal is off.

Ghost just told me
he's gonna take out Milan.

He's using Ruiz to do it.

I know you had a plan with Ruiz.

Ruiz told me about it,
right before I stabbed him.

Tommy, where's the body?

It's under the fuckin'
L.I.E. where I left it.

If we're gonna do this,
kill Milan, I call the shots.

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Come on, Ruiz, where the fuck are you?

Shit. Greg Knox.

What? Where?

Sorry, sir, this is an active
police crime scene.

I don't think you have jurisdiction.

Move the fuck away from me.

Hey, it's all right, it's all right,

let him through.
This asshole's the reason

we're out here freezing
our ball sacks off.

Ran Ruiz's file.

Said he turned federal witness.

Who the hell was he gonna snitch out?

Felipe Lobos cartel.

Jesus. Man, he should've
been in WITSEC...

shopping for Wranglers

in "Bumfuckistan," Nebraska, somewhere.

Yeah, but we were all out
of tickets to "Bumfuckistan."

His deal got pulled. I had to kick him.

WITSEC wasn't an option.

I did officially everything I could do.

You mind?

Be my guest.

Tell you what, you better
officially pray

to whatever god you pissed
off this doesn't leak

or you'll never see another CI again.

Hey, look, you seen enough?

I gotta start
cleaning up your shit show.

Yeah, I think I got all I need. Thanks.

Feds. Fuckin' idiots.

What do you want, Jamie?

Is there an indictment coming
against me or Tommy

for the murder of Felipe Lobos?

Are you serious?

Something about Ruiz
making up lies about me

to make a deal with your people?

I haven't heard anything

about anything like that.

We had to burn Ruiz because Lobos died.

He lost his deal. I don't think anyone's

been in contact with him since.

Why are you asking me this now?

Because I don't trust
that you would tell me, Angela.

You don't trust me?

I'll protect you because
it's in my own best interest.

You can trust that.

I'll ask about Ruiz,

I'll let you know what I find out.

Good-bye, Jamie.

I... Habla ingl�s?

Hi, uh, yeah,

this is FBI Special Agent Gregory Knox.

I, uh, wanted to speak
with the agent who gave

Miguel Sandoval a tip of a Felipe Lobos

meeting in Manhattan
a little while back.

I just wanted to get to the source

of the information.

Yeah, I think maybe a... Agent Rivera.

No, I know.

There must be a million Agent Riveras.

If you could just
find out, get back to me

as soon as possible, that would be...

Yeah, yeah, great, that's my number.

Okay.

When were you gonna tell me about Ruiz?

Jerry, I know this looks bad.

I'm in Davis's office defending you,

and then I come to find out you
were already at the crime scene.

I checked my phone, no call from you.

I went straight there when I found out.

I... yes, I should've
called you. I, I see that now.

Davis thinks that this is your fault,

and I don't disagree.

Okay, whether or not
that you had to kick Ruiz,

if his murder was a retaliation
to him turning witness,

then your career and mine is
fucked with ten dicks running.

If you've been
running Ruiz off the books,

you better have something great.

May be the only thing
that saves us both.

Hey. Hey, man, um...

yeah, uh, can we meet up at your place?

Yeah, uh, it's urgent.

So, you don't know what's on the tape?

Well, I'm not sure, but unless
the recording time ran out,

Tommy killed Ruiz.

Ohh. Shit, man.

Now we got a conflict of interest.

I'm still Tommy's lawyer.

Proctor, don't give me that shit.

I pay you.

Yeah, but I'm on the
court record for him,

and that tape is evidence that
could help send him to jail,

evidence that you helped fabricate.

The conversations on that tape, Proctor,

could implicate me in multiple felonies,

so Tommy's best
interest is in my best interest!

Are you even sure Knox has the device?

I mean, I can't be sure of anything,

and Angela
claims... Because I asked her...

To not know of any pending indictment.

You know how I feel
about you trusting AUSA Valdez.

She's your girlfriend, I... but...

What she is is no longer
my girlfriend anymore, okay?

She's back with Agent Knox.

So you fucked that up too?

You know, maybe you could just

start a group text
to keep us all informed

of your fuck-ups, you know?

Okay.

If that recording surfaces
I'll get it excluded,

since it's totally illegal, but...

once it's played in open court,

Tommy's eventually
going to jail for doing Ruiz.

The cops, they'll create
the evidence to convict him.

And if you're on there...

you're going down.

You aren't actually gonna
eat that, are you?

Oh, trust me, I've eaten worse.

Now that we're free of Lobos,

I gotta work on everything else

that's been piling up on my desk.

I got about...
pffft... Ten witnesses to prep

before court tomorrow.

Speaking of witnesses,
what ever happened to Ruiz?

That was it. No Lobos, no deal.

I guess none of that matters now.

What? Why?

You didn't hear?

The great Vibora Ruiz slithered
to the other side overnight.

What?

Found him in a stolen car
in Long Island City.

No witnesses, no evidence, nothin'.

Want a bite?

I'm good, thanks.

Just the tip?

You could say "I told you so"
about the Douchebag Twins.

Oh, can I? Okay, well, I told you so.

I just can't believe
that they'd be selling drugs

in their own nightclub.

Aside from that, everything
should be as you remember it.

Mostly everything.

Thank you for your payment
in full, by the way.

Oh, my pleasure.

Sorry about the mix-up before.

Daddy and I are excited
about your party.

- Yeah?
- If everything goes well,

we'll be hosting an event tomorrow

- to celebrate our partnership.
- I like the sound of that.

And to you two seeing the best of Truth.

To Truth going global.

Mm.

I'm glad we partnered up.

So am I.

Good-bye, Karen.

I don't need an escort. Thanks.

I'm not your escort.
I'm your babysitter.

He's here.

I know.

You may leave us.

_

Go play with the other little boys.

I have some bad news.
We cannot kill Ghost.

Why not? I thought you were
sharpening these for him.

We cannot kill Ghost yet.

We need him for the black tie
party at Truth to be a success,

and once it is and the
hotel expansion contract

with the Bassetts is signed,
then "Ghost" can indeed become

James St. Patrick's rightful name.

If we kill Ghost, won't the Bassett deal

be off the table?

I've observed Karen Bassett's
interactions with Andre.

She has quite a fondness for him.

Yeah, I-I can't understand why.

I said the same of you once.

Sometimes men can surprise you.

Look at you,
finding your true potential,

while Petar seems to be
losing sight of his.

His sulking has become tiresome.

But regardless, I have no doubt

the deal will still remain in place,

and when the time comes
for Ghost to die,

I want you to pull the trigger, Tommy.

I understand you have an
issue about the direction

I'm taking my organization.

More like a lack of understanding of you

and this product that you're
trying to move on the streets.

All right, that's Vibora Ruiz.

Late head of Soldados.

Philosophy behind switching to

the southern coast... why?

Coke is trying to do us straight.

The fiend is not discerning,

nor is he a loyal customer.
He will buy...

That has to be Milan. That's Milan.

We're all in this to
make money, correct?

So, you put a wire
on a CI you were running

under the table? No papers?

Something like that, yeah.

I thought I taught you better than that.

Come on.

You're telling me you guys at Homeland

don't do this shit all the time?

Oh, of course we do, but
when we do it it's to stop

a terrorist from
blowing up the Central Park Zoo.

I came to you because I thought

you out of all people would understand.

I understand you're crazy.

Hey, this is good.

We all one big happy family now?

All right, that's... that's...
that's Tommy Egan.

Who's that?

Business partner of
the guy I was trying to get

in the first place... James St. Patrick.

Greg, are you here?

How did it go with MJ?

I called you, you didn't pick up.

You know what it's like
to be betrayed, Ruiz.

That's what doing Lobos was about.

- It's been a long night.
- Hold on.

I say we leave it alone, huh?

Did you hear that?

Me and Ghost killed Lobos to start over,

but it was never about that.

He just admitted that he
and St. Patrick killed Lobos.

There's nothing that ties
that to St. Patrick.

No one identifies him by name.

If he did it, she did it, Angela Valdes.

Your ex-girlfriend,
the one with the sister?

Yeah.

She's the leak from the department?

She and St. Patrick were together.

If he and Egan knew the route
of the Lobos transfer,

it's because she told them.

You can't prove any of that.
She's not on this tape either.

Wait, shut up, shut up.

You're gonna regret this.

No, I won't, 'cause I
ain't do this to you.

Ghost did.

Egan killed him.

Fucking Christ on
the cross, he killed him.

Admitting to the
Lobos kill, Ruiz's murder?

That's it, baby, that's everything.

I got everything!

You've got nothing.

This recording doesn't exist, remember?

That is a dying declaration from Ruiz.

Yeah, from Ruiz, a CI you
were running unofficially,

put in grave danger, and got him killed.

Now, you can take
these recordings to court

and try and nail these fuckers,
but you'll get roasted on cross

and you'll end up sucking dick
in prison right next to them.

Unless I can get one of them to flip.

What did I teach you in class?

Who has the most to
lose... and who do I want more?

I'll be pulling up at
Truth in five minutes.

I'll see you on the inside, Dominique.

All right, boss.

Don't forget we have VIP...

- I gotta go.
- Okay, bye.

Agent Knox. Good evening.

Would you step out of the car, please?

I'm clean, man.

I said I'm clean!

Turn.

And forgive me for not taking
your word for it, I'm sorry.

It's just you left quite
a few holes in Felipe Lobos.

Forgive me for not
knowing what you're talking about.

Cut the shit.

I know Tommy Egan killed Ruiz,

and I know the two of you
killed Lobos together.

Didn't do it alone though, did you?

Angela was your inside man.

Give her up, I'll get you a deal.

If you had anything on me,

I'd be in the back of
your little car by now.

You can threaten me, you can
lie to me, rough me up.

I'm not giving you a
single reason to bring me in.

All right.

You've got the most to
lose in this situation.

You know that.

You got your family, you got your club,

you got your reputation.
It's all still clean.

There's no real proof that you're dirty.

There's no real proof that you're Ghost.

Because I'm not.

Right, right, right, except Angela.

She knows what you want.

That's why she came back to
me to pick up the pieces.

That's why she let me in.

She loved you and you
went back to your wife.

If I give her the opportunity,

I'm pretty damn sure she's gonna
burn your ass, like she did me.

If you think Angela is guilty
of murder, you're wrong.

I wonder if she's gonna say
the same thing about you.

Come on, man, come on, come on.

Hey, Mike?

Hey, Mike, can you meet
up at my place right now?

Yeah, we need to talk. It's about Lobos.

You're late.

Driving while black.

Black man driving a Escalade.

Guy probably thought you was an Uber.

Was you clean?

As a whistle.

They ain't see shit, I ain't say shit.

So it ain't shit.

I just met up with Milan.

He's looking to kill you
right after your big-ass party.

He wants that signature

from that Karen, your side bitch.

I told you, I ain't
fuckin' her. She's just business.

Yeah, whatever. Once she
signs that contract,

he gonna take you out.

Somethin' about she likes Dre?

That's true, she does.

Well, that's crazy.

We gonna have to move during that party

while his guard is down.

Yeah, but I don't know
how can manage that.

Karen's gonna be there, her
father, all, all the guests.

Well, you better fuckin' figure it out,

'cause we ain't gonna get a better shot.

Thanks.

What's going on? You sounded
pretty worked up on the phone.

Angela's the leak.

I know it, but I can't prove it.

Start at the beginning.

Right, okay, um...

I got a piece of evidence.

It's not gonna be admissible, though.

I-I drew a little bit outside
of the lines to...

It's not gonna be admissible,
then it doesn't count.

I know, yeah, just listen, okay?

I can link her to the Lobos murder plot.

I fuckin' knew it all along,
and no one fuckin' believed me,

and that's fine, but if...

Shit, let me get rid of this.
One sec, okay? Sorry.

One... one sec.

- Hello?
- Is this

Agent Gregory Knox?

This is the Mexican
Federal Police returning your call.

Uh, listen, just s... forget
I called. It's not...

Well, actually, we can't seem to find

any record of a tip being made
recently to Miguel Sandoval

in regard to Felipe Lobos's whereabouts.

The Agent Rivera in that department,

uh, died a year ago.

That's all the information
we have at this time.

Okay, thank you. Appreciate your call.

Everything all right?

Yeah, of course.

Where was I?

Angela's the leak.

Right.

Yeah.

She's the leak.

Beer? You want a beer
or something? You good?

- Sure.
- Yeah? Okay.

According to the Federales,

Lobos plans to meet with
his distributor Tommy Egan

at a warehouse on 11th Avenue.

The last thing our department needs

is a wild, unformulated
accusation about a leak.

I have to tell you, I suspected
Angela all along.

She has access to everything.

That's what I been saying.

Here you are.

Thanks.

- Cheers.
- Mm.

Yeah, it's just...

mm, yeah.

It's just the GPS tracker on Lobos...

She obviously told the assailants
where to find it.

You said you saw them go right for it.

Well, they did, except she wasn't

in your office when we discussed it.

It was just...
Anglin, Donovan, me, and you.

Who was that on the phone, Greg?

Oh, Federales.

You know that tip
you got about the meeting

where we arrested Lobos?

Never happened, Mike.
They've never heard of you.

They're disorganized.

I saw you outside
Hugo Sanchez's building.

I was trying to solve this case.

You were covering
your tracks, weren't you?

Agents are dead.

I almost fucking died because of you.

They threatened my family.

I had no choice.

We always have a choice.

Look, Greg...

Angela's dirty. You know
it and I know it.

St. Patrick, Egan, the sketch,

what she did to your career.

She should already be in prison.

If we can offer her to MJ...

You mean frame her.

If we take her down as the leak,

we could finally collar
St. Patrick and Egan

as Lobos's distributors.

It's what you said.

If Angela's the leak, it means
you were right about everything.

The allegations she made against you,

everyone who doubted you
and said that you were crazy...

It all goes away. You're a hero.

You said you have a piece of evidence?

We can use it.

I'll get around the admissibility
problem,

whatever it is.

We can make this work.

You're right, she's dirty.

But on this one she's clean.

I'm so sorry, Mike.

I gotta take you in.

Hey, Mike, hey, hey, hey, take it easy.

It's fine. Just put the gun down,

- we'll talk about it.
- I can't do that, Greg.

I'm gonna help you, all right?

We're gonna... you're gonna get a deal.

You're a good guy.

I just need you to put the gun down.

If you pull that trigger,

it means you're no better than Lobos.

If you pull that trigger,
it means one day

your beautiful little daughter,

she's gonna know that
her daddy's a murderer.

Saxe.

Oh, God, they called you too.

Who called me? What are
you talking about?

Jerry, what's going on?

Bad day, Angela. I'm sorry.

- You shouldn't go in there.
- Oh, my God.

What?

Watch your back.

I don't understand.
What happened to Greg?

I don't understand. What happened?

I...

Wh...

It's like with girls. No
just mean "Not right now."

It's like, say you talk to
a girl and she tell you no.

Then later you come back around,
you talk to her again,

she remember that
first time she told you no.

So she say, "You been
liking me for all of this time."

Maybe now I give him some booty.

Word?

That's the way it is.

What happened to your hand?

Oh.

That's a long story.

I-I should get to school.

Told my mom I was with Calvin.

Nah, nah.

I need you to take this
to my man Ray Ray.

Give to him and bring
back what he gives you.

What is it?

Never mind.

I'll do it my fuckin' self, man.

I thought you knew better
than to ask some shit like that.

It's all right. You just ain't ready.

No, no. I'm gonna do it.

Where's Ray Ray at?

Why'd you come in so late last night?

Went to see Angela?

Angela and I ain't talkin'
much these days.

But I did see Tommy.

He killed Ruiz for being
a traitor to Milan.

Uh, did Tommy say
how he figured that out?

Oh, he said Ruiz told him
right before he killed him.

He knew that was my only way
out and he shut it down!

Well, Tommy doesn't want you to get out.

Trust me, I know it, but
I thought at a base level

we were back on point, I mean,
after I helped him with Holly.

You know, I mean, after
everything we been through.

Tommy is changing,

and I don't think it's for the better.

Help him with Holly? Like how?

I'm gonna go make sure that
Raina remembers her tap things.

Baby girl, you got them loud shoes?

I can't find them.

You lose 'em every week, Raina.

_

Said you wanted to talk. I came unarmed.

Now, we both know that's bullshit.

You think you can kill
me and get away with it?

Tommy, you are more stupid
than I thought.

If I wanted you dead,
we wouldn't be talking.

Let me ask you something.

How'd it feel the other day
when Milan cock-slapped you

in front of the entire
Belgrade social club?

How does it feel to know
that after everything

you've done for him,
he shows me love over you?

That's what I thought.

Look, I got a plan that'll
make us both rich and happy,

but it means that I gotta trust you

and you gotta trust me.

Are you down?

We'd like to have a word with you all

about the late Agent Greg Knox.

We found a burner cell
in Knox's apartment,

not attached to any case he was working.

It's the phone that called Lobos
the day he went missing.

It's the phone that belonged
to someone in this office

that leaked Lobos's location.

Add that to his obsession with the case,

luring Ruiz back, even
while under suspension.

Looks like Greg Knox was your leak.

- No.
- No way.

That doesn't make any sense.

I don't believe that.

It doesn't matter what you believe.

There was a leak in your office
right under your nose.

You and Donovan over here
should both lose your job.

Knox's killer was probably
a Lobos associate

tying up loose ends, and
there was no forced entry,

so unless he left the window open,

he knew his killer and let him in.

Greg never left his windows unlocked.

Well, you would know.

I can assure you that
no one in this office

suspected Knox of any wrongdoing.

At least his murder saves us
the cost of his prosecution.

This case is closed.

Come on, Lance, we got
a Delta shuttle to catch.

Sorry for your loss, AUSA Valdez.

That phone wasn't the
only piece of random evidence

at Knox's apartment. There was a dress

and a bracelet, a bra.

You two were back together, huh?

Briefly.

After everything you put him through?

I guess he just couldn't shake ya.

It's amazing what a man'll do
for ya if he really loves you.

Good luck, girl. You're gonna need it.

Tash, you okay?
What's this big emergency?

The big emergency is you killed Ruiz.

Ghost came to me this morning

wondering why you stopped
his plan to get out.

He cannot know that I told you, Tommy.

He's not gonna know that you
said nothing. It's handled.

You know, he's not wrong
about getting away from Milan.

Listen, Tash, I got a plan

to get us all out from under Milan.

You sound just like Ghost now.

He's always got a plan.
It's always about trusting him.

Yeah? Well, trust me.

We all play our parts right,

everyone will get what they want,

as long as Milan... and Ghost...

stay in the dark.

I am trusting you, Tommy.

Ghost can be a lying,
sometime-y motherfucker,

but he is still the father of my kids,

and I need to protect
him, even from himself.

I'm protecting him too.

I always do.

This morning Ghost said
something about helping you...

with Holly.

What does he mean, Tommy?

Holly?

Nothing. Nothing happened, T.

Stick to the plan.

You've got to be kidding me.
Why do we have to meet here?

Well, Angie, I was in
the neighborhood, and...

you always liked the fries.

What did you do last night, Jamie?

I thought we weren't
supposed to ask each other

those kind of questions.

What did you do last night?

I went to work... the club.

Did you have a nice night
with Agent Knox?

I didn't see him last night.

Well, I did. He pulled me over.

He didn't tell you?

He came out
accusing me of killing Lobos,

which I told you he would do.

What did you tell him?

I told him he had no proof, Angie,

that if he had proof,
he would've arrested me.

He tried to get me to say
that you were the leak.

I told him you were innocent.

Oh, my God.

So does that mean
that you now believe me?

I don't know what to believe.

Angie, I told you that I needed
to protect you from Greg.

I'd do anything to protect you.

I agreed to meet with you

because the leak case was closed.

They found that person,
so I'm in the clear.

And you and me, we're done.

Angie, that's a lie.

You still love me and I still love you.

Good-bye, Jamie.

Yo, you Ray Ray, right?

Here, I got this for you.

What the fuck you
doing, man? Not here, man.

Get yo' ass in there, nigga, come on.

All right, nigga, you got my shit?

Yeah.

That's nice.

All right, hands against the wall.

- What?
- I said grab some wall!

You have the right to remain silent.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

A'ight.

Tariq St. Patrick.

Handed me these.

Hoo.

Where'd you get these?

These babies will put you
in juvenile detention

till your 18th birthday,
which I'm guessin'

is gonna take
several long years for you,

so you want to do yourself a favor

and tell me who gave you that shit?

You know rich, little mark-ass
bitches like you,

they fresh meat up in Spofford.

You so fuckin' soft,
they gon' call you Ta-fleece.

You sure as shit
ain't no hustler, nigga.

Think about all the trouble
you're gonna get in...

The law, school, your parents.

I know you don't want all of that,

so I'm gonna give you one last chance.

Tell me who gave you these guns.

Speak, nigga!

Okay.

We're going in.

Your boy held tough. He didn't say shit.

See, now, that's how you
handle shit, like a G.

Yeah.

Little man. A'ight.

You okay, Valdes?

No.

In fact, I don't know how...

I'm going to be okay.

You?

I thought I knew Greg, you know?

He was such a... true believer.

Hard to believe he was dirty.

And the fact that we'll
probably never catch

the guy who killed him
is pretty hard to take.

Yeah... too hard to take.

Listen.

If you don't want to
go home alone tonight...

W...

Sometimes grief does
strange things to people.

Not that strange.

I'm here if you change your mind.

For real, you shoulda seen your face.

"Hands on the wall!"

Ha! Yeah, whatever.

No whatever, nigga.
You turned white so fast,

Michael Jackson would've been jealous.

Eh hee-hee!

You not from this neighborhood, are you?

Nah, I'm from the city.

Not that it matters anymore.

I don't never wanna go back there.

My family just... they just
all fake, they're all liars.

I don't want shit from them
anymore, I can get my own stuff.

My dad can keep his money.

No doubt.

Not that it makes a damn difference,

but, um, if you had to guess...

how much money would
you say your pops is worth?

I don't know, a lot?

A lot?

What you got, Alfred answering
the front door or some shit?

No, we don't got a
front door. We got a elevator.

You got a elevator?

Juke, you got a minute?

I told you he was ready.

Yeah, he held up, but why you lookin'

like you about to lift
that little nigga in the air

like The Lion King or some shit?

Don't get attached.

Why you ain't tell me
Ghost is ballin' now?

Not just drug money,
nightclubs and shit.

That just slip your mind?

What difference does it make anyway?

So... you got a rich
man's kid in your place.

You just ain't gonna do shit with it?

I was gonna use him
to fuck with the parents

of his rich-ass friends,

break into their apartments and shit.

I already turnt him out.
He gonna be down with us.

Yo, fuck that. He is the hustle.

Ransom his ass.

You can get the money
and kill him anyway.

You are still
plannin' on killin' him, right?

The point was to break his father.

This way you break him twice.

Once in the pocket, once in the heart.

You get Ghost's money, kill his kid,

you ride off into the sunset.

Flawless fuckin' victory.

Right?

Right.

- Ah.
- I have to hand it to you.

I'm quite confident, by the
end of the night, Karen,

I will earn our
partnership. No handouts here.

I hope you're right.

He's right, Daddy, he's right.

Come on, let's take a walk.
Welcome to the party.

Okay, nigga, we here, on time,

in these fuckin' monkey
suits. What's up?

All right, listen, we do it
like we talked about, a'ight?

- A'ight.
- It's just smooth as silk.

- No 'hood shit.
- Bet.

Yo, nothin' pops off in
this club, y'all hear me?

- Got it.
- Got a lot of rich white people

here that ain't afraid to call 911.

- Got it.
- So don't get jumpy.

I heard you, motherfucker, we good.

- Let's get money.
- Let's get it.

Man of the hour, Mr. Rashad Jennings.

James, how you doing?

Good, man, everything
to your expectations, huh?

Oh, man, this is above and beyond.

Let me let that add to your night.

- Whoo.
- Only the best for the best.

Yeah!

Hey, man, you really
turned up the place tonight.

Let me tell the
bartender what to do for you.

You make sure you take care of this man

and all his people, all right?

When that's dead, I
got a whole crate upstairs.

Mr. St. Patrick.

Mr. Bassett.

We feel you are right.
You have earned it.

Sir.

We'll get right to work.

I can't wait.

- To us.
- To us.

Oh, Tasha. Good to see you again.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Oh, you know, now it's our club too.

Now that the paperwork is
signed, we have to talk.

I don't have a damn thing to say to you.

Oh, but we do.

You are completely deserted.

But, at least you picked a nice suit

for your last night on Earth.

I have you now.

No, I have you now.

Do exactly as I say.

Whatever your foolish
plan is, it won't work.

This time it was you
who failed to notice me.

Look around.

Go ahead and try it, bitch.

You're alone. Now, walk.

It's about damn time.

Tommy, after everything
I tried to teach you.

Get in the back, Chefe.

Stop.

Right there.

So, this is it?

This is your revenge?

It's not personal, Milan.

Just business.

I underestimated you.

Nah, you underestimated us.

We could've killed you
in the club, Milan.

We wanted you to know that
we outsmarted you this time,

so you die here.

You learned.

Nighty night, Milan.

Rest easy. I ain't gonna eat you.

That worked, partner.

Yeah, just like we thought it would.

If I'm gonna be the connect,
gotta get rid of the connect.

- Right?
- Right.

You were right, Ghost.

Gettin' rid of Milan gives
us both everything we want.

It's over.

It's over.

All right, then I'ma
get back to work, all right?

I got a club to run.
You watch your back.

You too, motherfuck.

Just spoke to Dre. The men
all played their parts.

Everyone's safe and sound
and drinking beers.

We should go.

We have to get the men started
on moving to new warehouse.

Yeah.

I'll give the order.

Did you tell Ghost

we're still going to sell
drugs in his clubs?

Nah, he'll know soon enough.

Think he'll agree to that?

I won't give him a choice.

Hey, Mom.

Don't "Hey, Mom" me.
You should be in bed.

Where's Dad? I thought
he was coming home with you.

Yeah, well, he had
to handle some business,

but he'll be home later. Come here.

Mmm. Mmm! Okay.

Where's your brother?

He went to hang out
with that new friend of his,

Slim.

Slim? Who's Slim?

He said he was a friend
of Dre's and Shawn.

He knew Dad and Uncle Tommy
when they were younger.

Let me try to call your brother.

I tried that. He didn't pick up.

Yeah, well, he better pick up for me.

Son. Bustin' your ass... ah!

Yo, hold on.

You better pause the game, nigga.

I think I should go home.

I don't want to but my mom
gonna be looking for me.

The last bottle of lean was crazy.

I feel different.

Yeah, we mix it different in D.C.

No time like the present, motherfucker.

We doing this shit or not?

Send it.

What's his mom gon' think
when she see that?

She gon' think I'm back
from the dead, baby.

What's wrong?

Mom?

- Mom?
- Um, nothing.

Um, just... just go to your room.
I-I gotta call your father.

Hey, were you been? I
lost you for a second.

Oh, just busy keeping the guests happy.

Well, I'm happy.

Karen and I were talking.

What do you think of Dubai?

Take my jet. Does next week work?

Absolutely.

Uh, excuse me.

I never meant to hurt you, Angie, okay?

I had a reason for everything I did.

That doesn't matter now.

Of course it matters. Our love matters.

Now we can be together.

No, we can't.

Angie, what the hell?

James St. Patrick,

you are under arrest for the murder

of Special Agent Gregory Knox.

Greg's dead? I-I didn't kill Greg.

You have the right to remain silent.

Angie, you gotta believe me. Angie!

Anything you do or say
can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

Angela, why are you doing this?

Why did you do this? I loved you.

All right, got it.

Yo, get your hands
off... Who the fuck are you, man?

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford an
attorney one will be appointed to you.

Do you understand these rights

as they've been explained to you?

He's ready.

Come on.

Angie, I can't believe
you're doing this to me.

Believe it, Jamie.

It's the right decision.

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