I want to start my fucking private club!
And I want you to be my partner.
The goal is to only deal with a few high level customers.
They buy the coke, they cook the rock theyselves.
All we got to do is deliver and collect.
We lost the property. It's not one we wanted to lose.
Captain, this is something new.
It's called "rock." And it's expanding beyond my neighborhood
- and moving up towards the Coliseum. - What are you suggesting?
You and me, we're at war.
- Your men ready to roll, Sergeant? - Yes, sir, Lieutenant.
Let's go. Hook 'em and book 'em!
- Don't move! - On your knees!
Do not move!
Get your hands off...
You need to be thinking about how you're gonna handle Andre.
I know how this feels.
How bad you must want to get back, but you can't kill no cop.
I'm talking about the hell that will be rained down upon black folks
if that happens.
Franklin, please, just listen...
Get the fuck out of here before I call her back.
- So, where did you find this kid? - Through Avi.
- Right, the arms dealer. - Yeah.
But before that, he was buying product off me.
Hey. Look, I know you have a job to do here. I get that.
But... you have to protect my assets.
You can't share their names with the D.O.
And you think if you keep saying it over and over,
it will increase my chances of listening to you?
- Because they won't. - What the hell?
...executed four simultaneous drug raids
on various locations in the South Central region.
These raids resulted in 14 arrests, as well as the seizure
of over 20 kilograms of cocaine, rock cocaine
and a variety of high caliber weapons, including a submachine gun.
Jesus.
At this time I'd like to turn it over to the officer who led the raids,
our own Sergeant Andre Wright.
Andre Wright? Isn't that the arresting officer on Saint's murder charge?
These seizures are a huge victory in our ongoing fight
against dangerous weapons and drugs.
And we all need to stay vigilant, united...
This a problem?
In our fight against crime.
Seriously, man. This is your victory.
You own this. All right?
So let's give it up, men. To Sergeant Wright!
Hey. Two shots of Cuervo, my man.
- Oh, no, no, I'm good. Thank you. - Oh, the hell you are.
You are taking a shot, Sergeant. That is an order.
- I outrank you. - Not in these parts you don't.
Let's go!
- Hey! - Oh, shit.
- I'm sorry, honey. Here. - Excuse me!
Easy, princess. I said I was sorry.
Yeah, you're a real gentleman.
Why don't you go outside? Have a smoke. Get some fresh air.
- All right, all right, all right. - Hey, I'm so sorry.
Your friend always act like that?
Uh, he had a few too many, but, uh, we're here celebrating.
Yeah, I noticed.
Anyway, I'm really sorry.
What are you celebrating? You win a softball game or something?
Yeah. Something like that.
- I'm Sheila. - Andre.
You gonna buy me another drink or what?
You're lying! You're lying. 11 brothers and sisters?
- Yup. Seven girls, four boys. - Good lord. Oh, man.
I mean, I'm raising one and I can barely handle it.
Hey, it made me strong. I learned how to fend for myself.
Hey, be gentle with this one. He's a delicate little flower.
- Get out of here, man. - Okay!
Let's go, boys!
- Sorry about that. - You apologize for your friend a lot.
He's more of a co-worker. Barely even like the guy.
Hey, well, that makes two of us.
Where did you come from?
I sure wish I could take you home.
What?
Damn. Look at this place.
- You crooked or something? - What?
How's a cop afford this?
Oh, well, this is a splurge, believe me.
But it turns out, these'll get you a nice discount.
Why don't you get comfortable? I'll make us a nightcap.
Housekeeping!
Oh, sorry. I'll come back.
What?
- Give my love to Estelle. - I will.
- Call me when you land. - All right.
- Be good, baby girl. - I will.
And thank you.
You be good to her.
'Sup, Reed? What's going on?
What's going on is your business all over the 5:00 news.
We met up right after that shit went down last week.
You didn't think that's worth mentioning?
I didn't want to trouble you with it.
That's very considerate of you.
Thank you. They found a fucking Uzi on one of your guys.
- That tends to get people's attention. - This is the business we're in, Reed.
I've come to learn that shit's just gonna happen.
You familiar with the Dade County shootout?
Few years ago, Miami. The Cubans and Colombians decided
they were gonna shoot it out midday in a crowded shopping center.
Now, the cops found an armored car disguised as a party truck.
Assault weapons, ammunition all over the parking lot.
And it changed everything because it brought
the federal government out in force.
That was the beginning of the end of the easy cocaine days in South Florida.
Yeah, but come on, man. It was one Uzi. You're overthinking this shit.
- Am I? - Yeah.
You know, the cop that led the raid, Sergeant Wright?
He's trying to get your case file unsealed.
He's from my neighborhood. Known him my whole life.
Things have got a bit personal lately. But again, I'm handling it.
How?
Seems it might be better if you didn't know.
Look, you can be involved if you really want.
But it'd be better for everyone if you just trust me.
Okay.
I'll be in touch soon about next week's drop.
Hey, Franklin?
Good luck.
- Terrence in Gardena is good for ten. - All right.
Mookie said he can move about five a week. Maybe more, depending.
All right, cool.
So, it's about 80 a week.
What about Inglewood?
What? Ain't nobody got no connects in Inglewood?
Ain't nothing going through no goddamn Inglewood... without Skully.
Skully. And?
And we ain't got no connections with Skully.
- Well, we kind of do. - Shut up, nigga.
- What? Nigga, we do. - What you talkin' about, Fatback?
Manboy. His sister is Skully's baby mama.
They stay in The Bottoms.
Well, ain't that something.
Leon, I need you to link up with Manboy,
- go handle that shit. - Hell no.
Hey, that shit with Wanda's been dealt with. Okay?
I ain't asking you to be that nigga's best friend, but this is business.
And I need you to handle this shit. All right?
- All right. - Good.
All right, that's it for now. Let's make this money.
Hey, nephew.
- Talk to you for a minute. - Can it wait?
I got to go see my moms, man. I'm already late.
Okay.
How you feeling?
Looks worse than it is.
- You go on, man. - All right.
- I'm gonna talk to you later. - Yeah.
Come in when you're done, Sergeant.
It's not a good look, Sergeant.
The only thing that makes sense is that she drugged me.
So, what do you know about this broad? You ever seen her before?
Can't say I have.
What kind of drugs were you two taking?
What?
No, I wasn't taking drugs. I was drugged.
Oh, right, right, sorry.
But, unfortunately, I'm gonna have to bump this up to IA.
- IA? For this? - Yeah, I'm afraid so.
My hands are kind of tied on this one.
If people see me making exceptions for the big TV star,
then how's that gonna look?
- Hold up. You're not eating? - I'm not hungry.
You worried about the raids? The shit that happened with Jerome?
I don't want to talk about that.
You know, all I'm saying is we good.
You know, there's nothing that connects us.
What did I say?
All right.
Let's talk real estate, then.
You find out who outbid us on that property?
I did.
And you're not gonna believe it.
Where have you been?
I called the department. Nobody knew where you were.
I'm sorry, I... I'm fine.
- I was just with the guys. - All night?
Yeah. I had a few too many and didn't want to drive,
so I slept on Nix's couch.
Daddy, it's 1:00 in the afternoon. You couldn't call me?
I know, and I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking.
I thought something happened to you! If I had done something like this,
you would've lost your mind, had the whole department looking for me.
Because you're a child. And I'm the man of the house,
and I don't need to be interrogated in my own home!
Well, excuse me for worrying!
Are you hungry? You want me to fix you something to eat?
No. I just need to get some sleep.
You know you left your bag sitting on top of the car.
Oh, shit.
You want to put your eyes back in your head?
Send them in.
Mr. Tulfowitz will see you now.
Thank you.
Well, there she is.
Hello, Cissy.
Hello, Arnold.
Franklin, good to see you, son.
It's been a while.
Have a seat. Have a seat, please. Please, sit down.
So...
to what do I owe the pleasure?
We want to talk to you about the property on South Avalon.
- Really? - Yeah.
We're hoping you might rescind your offer.
You two were hoping I might rescind my offer.
- Why would I do that? - Money.
- Of course. - We'll make it worth your while.
You were the other bidder.
You were why I paid 40K over asking.
Son of a bitch.
And here I was thinking you were coming in to beg for your old job back.
No. I work for myself now.
Well, good for you.
Look, we're willing to cut you a check for $50,000 just to walk away.
50 grand, huh?
Arnold, we have a vested interest in the property.
We'd like to build up the community.
Provide decent housing for low income families.
Well, that's very commendable.
But if you want it so bad, why didn't you just make a better offer?
We would have. It was a timing issue.
Timing, yeah. Timing's everything, isn't it?
Look, just name your price.
And you can walk away with a chunk of change for doing nothing.
Did you guys win the lottery or something?
Was there a rich uncle you didn't know about?
Something like that.
Well, uh, I wish I could help you, Cissy. I really do.
But this-this property, it means a lot to me, too.
You know, you're not the only ones who care about the black community.
Yeah. You're a real man of the people.
What's that supposed to mean? I love the blacks. You know that.
Arnold, I worked for you for a long time.
Long enough to know about all the payoffs to Building & Safety.
The asbestos. The mold that you just painted over.
You know as well as I do,
those buildings are a lawsuit waiting to happen.
Well, sweetheart, if you know me so well,
then you know I don't take too kindly to threats.
And I don't care how much money you've made snatching hubcaps,
or dealing smack, or whatever it is that you people are involved with.
You will never make enough money to muscle me out of a fucking deal!
Now, get the fuck out of my office!
Franklin.
- Think that'll do it? - Absolutely.
I like his new wig.
- How many drinks did you have? - I don't know. A few.
- How often do you drink? - Not often.
Just special occasions, huh?
Whose decision was it to go to the hotel?
- Mine. - Was there any money exchanged?
- No, she wasn't a prostitute. - You're sure about that?
Hey, there's no need for that.
Guys, this was a setup. I was targeted.
That woman, she drugged me. The tox screen will prove it.
- Targeted? By who? - I just said it, man. The woman.
Is there anybody else who might have reason to come after you?
I don't know. I lock up a lot of bad people.
Are you aware that you're named
in three active lawsuits against the department?
Property damage, excessive force...
One of them claims that you held a woman without cause for 24 hours.
Says that she had to piss in a wastebasket
- while she was in your custody. - That was a mistake.
Some might call it a civil rights violation.
This is bullshit. I didn't do anything wrong.
Steve, are you gonna do something? Or you just gonna sit there and watch?
Yes, can we please keep the questions limited to the case at hand?
Damn. I'm a good cop. Just ask anybody.
Sergeant Wright, we're just trying to get a clear picture of who you are.
Unfortunately, there seems to be a pattern of questionable behavior here.
We need to take a look at that.
Watch my motherfucking door, nigga.
You damn near need a horse to pull this bitch.
Bitch, you're a horse. Fucking up my suspension.
This some bullshit.
Hey, look, I know you ain't trying to be here.
I need you to check yourself before you walk in there.
- The fuck you mean, check myself? - You cheer the fuck up, nigga.
Your little pitbull shit ain't about to fly with Skully.
- Yeah. All right. - Boy, hear me. This nigga's crazy.
- Anything can set him off. - What you mean crazy?
I mean, like, real life crazy, nigga. Like Bellevue.
This motherfucker shermed out. Been getting wet since grade school.
So, just be cool. Act like you're at your mama's house.
- All right? - Yeah.
Is Skully here? He's expecting us.
- Yo, Skull. - What's up?
Some little homie's here.
Manboy! What's up, my brother?
- What's happening? - Oh-ho, shit!
Get your ass up in here.
- Hey, that's the homie, Leon. - What's happening, little man?
- Right there is Fatback. - What's happening, big dog?
Look at you, nigga! What, you been lifting?
- Little bit. Little bit. - I can see, nigga.
Looking all swole and shit. Man, have a seat. Have a seat.
- All right. - Yeah.
So, uh, I hear you niggas looking to move some weight, man?
Yeah, they got a real good connect. Best shit I ever seen.
Yeah? I heard. Streets is talking.
- How much are we talking? - 18 a key.
Goddamn! Y'all niggas doing it like that?
- Yeah. We are. - Okay.
Well, we get it from the eses for nine.
But all that's stepped on. Our shit is pure.
Check this shit out.
For real?
Okay, okay.
Shit.
Hey, y'all heard that?
Nigga, can't nobody hear shit over this music.
Turn that shit down.
You ain't hear that shit?
What is it?
Shit.
Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up?!
Shut your bitch-ass mouth.
Bitch, don't even breathe. Do you understand me?
Fuck your life.
Punk-ass motherfucker. Shut up, now.
Cut that shit back on.
Amazing shit!
Yeah.
So, how much weight we talking?
Any idea how your husband got the kid's case tossed?
Ex-husband.
The DEA agent who witnessed the shooting recanted her statement.
I gotta hand it to him. Teddy's doing a better job than I thought.
From where I'm standing, we're exposed in a million different ways on this.
Every one of his assets is totally disposable.
This black kid, the Israeli, the Mexicans...
Any of them ever goes public, no one would ever believe them.
I guess Teddy's disposable, too, huh?
That's how he sold us on letting him run with this thing in the first place.
So, how long?
Before you know all the principals, can start running them?
It's hard to say.
He still trusts you, right?
Yeah. Yeah, he trusts me.
Motherfucker had a hostage chained up in the bathroom.
And a grenade.
- A grenade? - Yeah, nigga, a grenade.
Sitting right there on the fucking coffee table.
Well, what y'all looking at me for? I told you he was crazy.
The cost of doing business in Inglewood.
- How much weight can he move? - Says he wants 20 birds a week.
20 keys sound great, till you hear the nigga tied up in the bathroom.
- You think you can handle him? - I can handle it.
Good.
- Make it work. - Cool.
Lee, got to get to my moms. Come on.
Melody, you open up.
Now, you know we don't do locked doors in this house.
Uh, just one second.
Pack your bags. You're leaving in two days.
Two days? What you mean? I thought we were driving.
Change of plans, all right?
You're gonna be staying with your Aunt Bernice until the dorms open up.
But I don't even know her.
Well, this will be your opportunity to change that.
But why, Daddy? This don't make no sense.
Look, I don't want to argue. I made a decision.
Now, you best get your bags packed and say your goodbyes.
You got a page.
- Hello? - Cocaine never dropped, amigo.
- Gustavo? - At the farm in Sinaloa.
The people waited all day, y nada, cabrón.
Okay. Look, it's probably just a miscommunication.
Let me check with the Colombians. I'll get back to you.
- Orale. - Alright.
What's up?
- Ah, my friend! Please! - Hola.
- Join us. - Hello.
- Mind if we talk in private? - Really?
- Always business with you, brother? - Sorry.
Okay.
Adios, mamacita.
Thank you.
I love that.
Take a seat, hermano. Take a seat.
Where's Matt and the DEA girl?
We're not gonna be working together anymore.
That's too bad. I liked them.
Should I be worried, brother?
Oh, no. You have nothing to worry about. No.
- Sure? - I promise.
Okay.
- You want a line? - Oh, no, thank you. I'm good.
I insist.
- Really, I'm good. - Do the fucking line.
Okay.
The other side. To match, papi.
Good, right?
Yeah.
One hundred percent Columbian, papi.
With this shit we're going to enslave the world, son of a bitch.
- You like this place? - Sure. Listen, we've got to talk.
About the drops.
My people in Mexico have been waiting. It was supposed to arrive two days ago.
Where's my club?
- Sorry, what? - My club.
Sorry, our club. Rigo and Reed's.
Oh, right. That's... No, I'm working on that.
But, I mean, is that why you're not making the drops?
I'll resume the drops when you get me my fucking club.
Okay, Jesus. Rigo, listen. I'm... I'm working on it.
It's just gonna take me a little longer, you know.
- I'm looking for the right place. - I already found it.
Helena's on-on... on Temple Street.
- Helena's? - Where Jack Nicholson hangs out.
- That's the fucking club I want. - Great, yeah.
That's, you know, it's gonna be tough, but that's... Yeah. I'll check on that.
In the meantime, could you please start making the drops again?
No club, no cocaina, hermano.
Wait!
You okay?
Yeah.
You were talking in your sleep.
Oh, yeah?
- What'd I say? - You said "wait."
Tulfowitz pulled out.
Got the call today.
The building's ours.
That's great.
Right?
Come on, mama.
That man treated you like a slave for 15 years.
Took advantage of good, honest people.
Shit, even sent men over here to mess us up.
We took care of them.
You mean to tell me it don't feel great to put that asshole in his place?
- Franklin... - Come on.
I mean, even just a little bit. Just the tiniest bit great.
Boy, get out of my face.
We did it.
You did it.
Later, Mama.
- How'd it go? - Not great.
Could've been better. But, it's like... Here's the thing I realized.
These people, they don't want to listen to reason,
so you can't reason with them.
Like, I don't even know why I'm surprised.
What am I surprised about even? I should just be relieved
that he didn't try to force me to do more cocaine.
You did cocaine?
I did cocaine. I mean, I didn't want to, but he insisted.
I'm sitting there, and I'm thinking,
if that's what's gonna take to get the drops back on,
then yeah, I'll do the fucking cocaine.
- So, the drops are back on? - No.
The drops are not back on, Julia. That's what I'm saying.
- Are you listening to me? - I'm listening to you.
Calm down. Jesus, take a breath.
Sorry.
Okay. I know that I said that I didn't want you to meet with the Colombians,
but I do think that I'm gonna need your help on this.
Sure. That's what I'm here for.
What do you need?
What do you know about nightclubs?
- What's wrong? - My daddy's acting crazy.
He's sending me to Spelman this weekend.
- How come? - I don't know.
- Well, ask him. - Hey, one time!
- The fuck you doing here, bitch? - Bitch?
You know your daddy and the rest of them pigs snatched up my cousin.
Fucked up his house. What you got to say about that?
Stop trippin', Shon-Shon. You know she ain't got nothing to do with that.
The fuck she don't.
- I'm gonna go. - Hey, I'm talking to you!
Shon-Shon.
Don't walk away from me!
I ain't doing this with you, Shon-Shon.
- Yes, you is. - What the fuck?
You bitch.
You want one?
Nah, I'm good.
- Look... - Before you say anything,
I just want to say I appreciate you.
I know a lot of people take a beating like that, they want out the game.
I'm concerned about my shop, nephew.
I put a lot of money in that thing. I need it to work out.
You and Cissy, you got the real estate thing.
Louie got the club.
Jammin' Jeromes, that's my shit.
I need to give it my full attention.
Can't be no old nigga out here slinging rocks on the block, man.
And that's why I'm trying to get this wholesale thing going.
So, we can make that money and never have to be on the street.
L.A. first, then we'll expand.
Detroit, New York, Chicago.
Making money and staying in the house.
Like them white motherfuckers do.
We ain't no goddamn white motherfuckers.
Listen, Unc.
We close, so close, but we're not there yet.
And I need you in this with me.
All right?
I remember when you were selling dime bags of shake.
Yeah. That I got from you.
We're gonna be all right.
I got you.
What's up, Sarge?
What are you doing out here?
Rat Squad go hard on you or what?
I'm suspended.
Fucking Todd. That piece of shit.
I need you to do something for me, Nix.
Name it.
I'm gonna bury Franklin Saint.
About fucking time.
- What are you thinking? - Can't plant evidence on him.
Kid's got somebody up high protecting him.
And everybody knows I'm gunning for him, so we got to tread lightly.
I'm gonna need you to find out where he lays his head.
He's not staying with his uncle or his mama anymore.
I can do that. Then what?
Then you get your wife and kids out of town for a couple of days,
and we go to work.