- Mama. Mama. How? - I love you, baby.
- I came as soon as I heard. - You heard what?
'm pregnant.
What, you throw a little cocaine my way, sit a girl in my lap,
bat your eyes, and I'm supposed to do whatever the fuck you want?
I need to know that there is trust here.
But there are other ways to wage revolution.
When we were with the Panthers,
a lot of times we made changes without firing a shot.
Well, maybe you should have.
But then violence becomes the story. And you end up dead.
Our ideal buy-in from you two is ten million.
That's almost all the money we got.
Thing is, the more we put up for private equity, the more we own.
We need to talk about it.
I've made contact with my family. My son has confirmed that he's back.
Teddy McDonald?
So what do you need from me to do what you gotta do?
Hey. I'ma give you the fucking world.
You promise?
If we get two copies, is that enough?
Because we can also get SC on page 11.
Hey. Hope you're feeling better. Tried to get you that fancy shit you like.
- It's the downtown property, okay? - Shit.
Have a courier send the paperwork over.
We'll take a look, get right back to you.
Of course. Talk soon.
- We got it? - We got it.
Yeah.
Let's not get too ahead of ourselves, though.
We've still got a marathon to run.
First thing we need to do is get the earnest money in place.
They want it in escrow by next week.
All right. I'll start the process of transferring the Panama funds.
Thank you. It's not just our money needs moving.
Does this all come with a translator or...
I know it seems like a lot, but it's the same deal Franklin and I get.
Just a different ownership stake.
I gave the folks at Banco de Panama the heads up you'll be contacting them.
All you gotta do is ask for Rogelio Perez.
He'll transfer the money to the Cayman account.
Other than that, all you gotta do is sign where it's marked.
Franklin...
We never said we would invest. We said we'd think about it.
Well, yeah, I gave y'all a chance to think about it.
Now it's time to pull the trigger.
Ten million goin' through the door ain't like no trigger I ever pull.
Well, yeah, I get it. It's a lot of money.
If it'll make y'all comfortable,
I'll lower the investment to five million. How's that?
And we wouldn't even need the full amount today.
We're still in for an arduous due diligence process.
Inspections, appraisals. These things take time.
Right now, all we need is 10% of the final amount.
Ten percent. Come on, you got that. I see them earrings.
Look, I know there's been some static between us lately. I know.
It's no reason to let it affect business. You know that.
- This is not about you and me. - Then what's it about?
We got our own plans, nephew.
Well, yeah, of course. Yeah. I mean, I respect that.
I respect that. I'm just... I want you to be a part of this.
And you can still be a part of this. I'm just trying to look out, as always.
Well, we're glad you got your own dreams.
We are. But they're not ours.
All right.
Franklin.
Stubborn motherfuckers. Letting ego get in the way of good sense.
So they don't want to be part of it, that's okay.
And they wait until now to tell me?
Without that money, we pushing all our chips into the middle on this one, V.
Fuck.
It's time. Breathe in for me.
This building is gonna work. And I've built in contingencies
for squeaky wheels and palms and anything else that needs greasing.
I don't think you should give up on your family just yet.
Even if I go back in there, she ain't gonna listen to me.
No. But Louie may just need to hear things from someone else.
SNOWFALL
Put this.
Thank you so much, Mama. Appreciate that.
Thank you.
The one with the braids remembered me.
She wanted to know if I was here to see the handsome man again.
Handsome?
There's nothing to worry about, Cissy. We're just two friends having coffee.
Okay. So what's the first step?
Place this in Franklin's office, and we can take it from there.
I agreed to do this because of Teddy McDonald.
- Yes, and this is how we get him. - By bugging my son?
Teddy McDonald, he's just one man.
The CIA has ten more lined up waiting to take his place.
Our goal, my goal, is not only to get rid of Teddy
but to make sure no one can come after your family when he's gone.
That starts with knowing everything we can about their business.
Gunrunners, drug dealers, offshore accounts.
Cissy, I want you to feel that you can speak your mind.
Capturing and killing Teddy is one thing.
Recording my son talking about illegal activity is another.
I may not be an intelligence officer, Ruben.
But I've been around long enough to know that whatever agency you work for
is not in it just to get me help to find answers and revenge.
You're right. You're right. I mean... I totally understand.
Ana said you wanted to move things quickly,
but the truth is you don't even know me.
And it is not a small thing I'm asking for.
I'm happy to slow things down if that will make you feel more comfortable.
Alton went about this the wrong way, and it nearly destroyed our family.
I will not make the same mistake.
I want Teddy, but not at the risk of betraying my son.
I understand. Truly, I do.
Cissy, I have no intention or interest in hurting your son.
But without knowing everything I can about his business,
I can't get you what you want.
I'll tell you what.
You don't have to put it in the office but take the pen.
Whatever you do with it is up to you.
Fetu. Peaches called in sick.
Hello.
You offer sick days now?
Got to look after your people, man.
Otherwise, they'll sneak behind your back.
And Louie and Jerome, what's their situation?
It's a situation.
Oso! Get over here, man!
Come on!
Stay down!
The car is dying. We need to get off the road.
Shit.
Fuck. All right.
- Oso, you good? - Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.
I'm good. Looks worse than it is.
Fantastic. Let's get the fuck out of here.
Wait. Help me.
Here. Yeah.
Yeah, that's okay.
- Sorry, man. - It's okay.
How much can you carry?
Fuck.
Can't walk around too long with three million in cash.
Let's stay off the main streets. Find a pay phone, all right?
See this? Gang marks.
Take it they not friends of yours?
No, and I lost my gun.
Hold on.
Fuck. No bullets.
Let's roll.
- Who were they? - I don't know.
Recognize the car?
People that do drive-bys don't pull up in their own rides, Oso.
- Gotta know your enemies, mijo. - Yeah, well.
People in my way these days wear Armani suits.
We'd be here? They followed you?
- Maybe they followed you. - Me?
How you know that?
Because I had a fucking CIA in my car.
Well, the fucking CIA just pulled off in your car too.
Any idea why he'd ditch us like that?
Got shot. I saw it.
How bad?
Didn't look good. What about Durazno?
El Peaches. He wasn't here today.
- Like I told Teddy, he's sick. - Sick?
- You sure? - Look, let's just find this phone.
I appreciate y'all taking the time to talk with us.
Franklin, he felt badly about how things went.
He had to meet with Teddy. Otherwise, he would've been here.
I don't need you to apologize for him. And I also don't need to be out here,
having the same conversation twice, sweating my edges out.
It's not the same conversation, Louie.
And I'm not trying to convince you to work with Franklin.
There'll never be any future for any of us
as long as we're in this drug game, y'all know that.
Real estate isn't just a path to legitimacy.
It's a path to a life where you don't have to live in fear,
wondering when the ground is gonna drop from beneath your feet.
I don't need you to invest with Franklin.
I'm just asking you to think of an end.
Make some plans.
'Cause this...
This empire you all are building
it's gonna crumble.
I'll be right back.
The casting director was totally into it.
- Yeah, she had her tits hiked up. - How much longer you gonna need?
It's a guaranteed blockbuster.
Nigga, that old piece of paper ain't got shit to do with the Projects.
Malcolm X said Article Two of the Constitutional Amendments
provides you and me the right to own a gun.
Nigga, try talk that shit to the cops next time they roll through.
Black man with a gun is a dead man with a gun.
Y'all niggas need to put your minds right.
Find ways to use white laws against white people
whenever it's strategically advantageous.
- Strategically advantageous, nigga? - Yeah.
Placed in a position to be most useful.
I know what it means, poindexter motherfucker.
I'm saying this nigga don't know what the fuck he's talking about.
- You don't know what that shit meant. - I know what the fuck it meant.
- Nigga, spell that shit. - Nigga, we in class?
Just shut the fuck up. Roll this shit up, nigga.
Y'all niggas trippin'.
- Shouldn't wait too long here. - We ain't got no choice.
- Hey, wrap it up, man. - It's gonna be a... I got this...
Hey, what the fuck, man?
- Franklin? - We got hit at the drop.
- What happened? You all right? - Yeah, we all right.
Stranded though. Need you to come pick us up. We're in Bell Gardens...
- Louie! - Corner of...
Get down!
Jerome?
Jerome!
What's in the bag?
Said what's in the fucking bag?
Come on.
- Come on, then give us a peek. - And let us see your calsones.
And why your homeboy all bloody and shit?
Fell over.
Think we play? I said open that shit.
It's fucking money! Look.
Everybody get the fuck outta here.
Wanna follow your friends?
- I ain't no ranker. - Yeah?
Run.
Let's go!
You all right?
My God, baby!
No! Please! My God.
Somebody, call an ambulance! Please.
Are you okay?
Are you hit?
- You all right? - I'm okay, are you okay?
- Baby... - I'm okay.
My God.
- We gotta go. - Somebody call an ambulance?
- My God. Please help. - We gotta go. We gotta fucking go.
We gotta go right now.
Jerome, what's going on? Whose shooting at you?
I don't know, but they came at Franklin too. He all right, though.
- Give me your guns. - What are gonna do with them?
Don't worry about it. Give me the guns.
Get those hands up! Where I can see 'em!
Get 'em up! Have 'em up! Hands on top of your head.
Do it. You, turn around. I said turn around!
Get over here! Turn around!
You should fucking grab me.
Put your hands on your head. Eyes straight ahead. Nobody moves.
Fuck. Go. Fucking hurry up!
Oso, hurry your ass up.
Fuck! All right, come on.
Gimme the bag.
- The fuck they go? - All you fuckers are slow-ass fools.
Split the fuck up.
Motherfuckers.
- Your people coming or what? - No, they got hit too.
Yeah, I heard gunshots from their side of the call.
Somebody's coming after my whole fucking family.
We need to get the fuck outta here.
You go out, and you're dead.
So what happened, huh? You mess up with another dealer? This retaliation?
I don't know shit, man. I'm having lunch with my family.
Check the ladies.
Ma'am, I need you to stand.
I'm not asking again, ma'am.
I'm so sorry. That man...
That man he's dead, he was right next to me. I'm sorry, it's just...
- Stop it, she's pregnant! - Officer, can I talk to you?
I'll tell you everything you need to know.
So I work as a CI for Detective Beau Buckley,
with the Southwest CRASH unit.
And he be telling me that if I ever needed anything, to give him a call.
If you're lying, we're gonna have a problem.
I ain't lying. You wanna call him? You need his pager number?
Who's bleeding in my house?
Thomas. What a surprise.
Hey, Parissa. How you been?
Better than you, apparently.
Wait, no. No ambulance and no-no cops, please.
Sure. You want to be buried at Forest Lawn or Hollywood Forever?
- You can do this. - Even if I could, I'm expensive.
- It's not really a problem for me. - A quarter million.
Can't be too careful around blood lately.
A nurse at the hospital, she caught HIV from a patient.
Can you imagine getting HIV without the fun?
Come on, I need to examine you.
Up.
Did that hurt?
Come.
Don't do it.
Where the fuck have you been? Stopped sending my money, then you vanish?
Things got a little hot.
You sound like a criminal.
You look like a criminal with all this red.
I was running an op.
Such a meaningful difference. Come, your pupils are dilated.
- You know, this is just shock, right? - What's this operation?
Parissa...
Fine. Clean exit.
Missed your axillary artery.
You won't die unless I want you to.
And where are you going?
I'm off to the hospital to steal surgical supplies.
Nothing keeps you awake more than pain, Thomas.
Keep pressure on it.
Hey.
- Still nothing? - Shit just ringing.
He ever hit you with the 911 like that?
Can't remember the last time he did.
Hey, it's time for Chinatown. Come on.
Deal with this crazy motherfucker.
Who the fuck this nigga talking to? He forget he works for me?
He ain't talking to my ass. I know that.
Tried to get some M202 FLASH multi-shot incendiary launchers.
But ever since Commando came out, they're really hard to get.
Change of plans, Avi. Don't need the heavy shit anymore.
Looking for handguns and shotguns. Lots of them. Clean and registered.
I'm not Macy's, Simmons.
- These don't come with receipts. - I get that.
This morning I got a phone call
I thought was going to set my whole family up for life.
Now my whole family might be gone.
This morning, I was making pancakes
in dinosaur shapes.
But they never look like dinosaurs.
Veronique's pregnant.
No mames.
Congratulations.
- It's been quiet for a while. - Yeah.
Think we can make a move?
Let's find an empty house, break in, and use the phone.
No. Leave the money here. All right? Come back and get it later.
- Franklin? - Leon again.
Getting tired of looking at this chump's face.
You know anybody else who can get us out of here?
Whose Cheerios did y'all shit in?
Got them taking shots at you in the middle of the day.
We about to go find out. We good?
Yeah, sure.
Just, give me a proper thank you, and you can go.
Or would you rather go to jail?
Nah, you're right. What would you like to be thanked for?
Our hospitality at the club? That shit you pulled at the Projects?
Or you disrespecting my wife every chance you get?
Or maybe I could thank you by splitting your head
till the white meat crack your skull open? How about that?
- Jerome, damn. - Nah, it's all right.
If I had people shooting at me, I'd probably be a little upset too.
But I don't, and you know why?
- No, why? - 'Cause I'm the fucking police.
- And we appreciate you looking out. - You see? Ain't nothing to it.
Why don't you come see me right after you stop peeking
behind that goddamn badge of yours?
Bitch nigga. Boy sniffs so much goddamn coke he's like a vacuum cleaner.
I miss the high you get from surgery.
Seeing someone so raw.
So exposed.
Helpless.
Here in America, I'm only allowed to change bedpans.
I used to have this fantasy as a girl.
A guy goes down on me after I've just knocked his teeth out.
I always thought it was a bit weird. So I hid it.
I never told anyone.
But I don't hide it anymore.
That one?
No window bars. No car in the driveway.
- Fuck is that? - Let's find a window.
There.
Shit.
Really, nigga?
Fuck. Shit.
What the fuck?
Yo, this shit real? The fuck?
Phone.
Fuck, it's dead.
What the fuck?
Fuck. What the...
Oso?
- What the fuck did you do, man? - Told you, muchachos.
Keep bothering me, I'd get new security.
You gonna stuff us?
You're too skinny.
This other one, though...
Oso. Oso, man. He gonna stuff you.
Run.
The CIA is aging you.
Okay.
- What are you doing? - I need to move your car.
Don't move it.
This neighborhood isn't the kind
where a bullet-ridden vehicle will go unnoticed.
Good-bye.
- Deon and Renny keeping watch. - Einstein?
Holding down the Projects. Niggas back there ready to fucking go to war.
- Where the fuck is Franklin? - Staying in Bell Gardens.
That was hours ago. He could be anywhere by now.
Who would do something like this?
This Teddy guy. Is this him?
Teddy wouldn't hire no gang bangers to take shots at us.
They left one of their dead behind. No ID. Don't know the motherfucker.
Whoever did this was close. Knew everywhere we was at.
- Peaches with Franklin? - He called in sick.
Anybody heard from him?
Shit ain't got nothing to do with no Peaches.
What about Black Diamond and Dallas' asses?
- It's their day off. - I'll find them.
Haul these stripper bitches in myself.
Baby, you knew Peaches better than all of us.
Take Renny, go check on him.
Let Leon and Big D handle Black Diamond and Dallas.
I'm sorry, I can't do this. I can't sit here and do nothing.
Yeah, me neither.
No. Y'all gonna do exactly that. Franklin will lose his shit
if he find out that y'all out on the streets with all this going on.
We're gonna find him, all right?
Franklin is a survivor. He's probably on his way back already.
Grew up with you... I loved you...
I loved...
Oso. Oso, wake up.
Oso. Oso, wake the fuck up! There's a tiger in here, man!
- What? - It's a fucking tiger.
Tiger?
Why is it moving?