What the hell is going on?
My money, it's all gone.
And as of this morning,
I am in possession
of over $70 million in seized cash assets.
Teddy McDonald, he's just a contractor now.
You might have to find another way
to connect all the dots,
but I can help you do that.
Sorry, Avi.
I'm the only hope you have to save Franklin.
I want to make sure my family is safe,
and then you can kill Teddy McDonald.
Parissa, someone's already here.
Fuck.
Empaca todo. I do one more thing,
then I come back.
I got $13 million.
DEA! Hands up!
Remember me?
The game's about to change, all right?
So it's time to get out the game.
Nigga, if you out,
that mean I'm in charge?
Franklin is family.
But I'd like to think that what you doing is just business,
and I got your back,
but I will not go to war against my own blood.
I approached Teddy, made a deal
to buy my cocaine directly from him.
You gonna shoot me?
If it meant me getting my fucking money back,
I would kill you ten times over.
If anybody has any doubt about what's about to happen,
say it now.
Relax. Jerome and Louie,
they asked me...
We gonna have to burn this whole motherfucker
to the ground, Mama.
Then let's go.
Good morning. It's early here in South Central Los Angeles,
and it is anybody's guess who's gonna get killed tonight.
Today there's a drug and alcohol abuse
epidemic in this country,
and no one is safe from it.
Not you, not me,
and certainly not our children,
because this epidemic
has their names written on it.
Tisha.
Baby, what's wrong?
What's wrong?
Daddy never came home.
What?
You been here alone all night?
Stay in the car.
This is a legitimate business.
Taxes pay to protect this neighborhood.
Crime is getting out of control.
This wasn't some drive-by or random gang shooting.
Those two were executed.
You two want to tell me what the hell is going on or not?
Hey, we're the victims here.
- Victims? - Yeah. Instead of interrogating us,
why don't you go over there?
Do your job.
- OSSIE [crying]: Hey. H-Hey. - Sir.
- I'm sorry, you have to stay back. - Is that my boy over there?
Stop right there.
His name's Will Daniels. Is that him?
Are you saying you know one of the deceased?
Will Daniels. Is that Will Daniels?
I'm not gonna tell you again. Step back.
Is that him? Is that my son?
Hey! Hey!
Hey!
Get the girl!
The forensic accountants, they can't help.
What'd they say?
A firm in New York appreciated our inquiry,
but recovering illicit gains isn't what they do.
Folks in Dallas told me
that without the assistance of federal authorities,
there's no chance they can recover the money.
And anyone who claimed otherwise is lying.
Okay, so what do we do?
I'm about to show you.
Yeah, this is Teddy.
Not over the phone. I'll come to you.
Yeah, I know where it is. Give me 30 minutes.
- Hey. - Jesus Christ, Gustavo.
- Oso! - Hey, hey.
What happened?
Where have you been?
Shh.
Who wants to go to the bowling?
- Me. - Me.
Okay, I'm gonna get changed.
How much did they get?
Between here and the warehouse?
I ain't sure yet. $3 million, maybe more.
We both know who did this.
How you want to handle it?
I'm gonna talk to the boy.
Boy?
This man shit.
Where's this?
Stash house.
Since when?
Since Peaches fucked my last one.
Told you the gloves had to come off.
I didn't realize that meant robbing your own family, though.
Had to stop the bleeding,
buy us some time till I can find Teddy.
There is a problem.
Just one?
Well, we can't just walk up
and hand our lenders dirty cash.
We need to get this money into a bank.
One that'll take it, no questions asked.
I'm sorry, what are you asking?
I remember you mentioning
an ex-boyfriend of your mother's,
how he used to move cocaine from the Bahamas into Miami.
You mean Randy?
I could fly out to the Caymans if I have to.
But it'd be much simpler
to keep the money here in the States.
And Miami...
well, that's our best bet for finding a bank
that's willing to take this money today.
You shouldn't have done this.
You could have sold some of the buildings off.
We could have gotten legitimate loans.
We would have lost the downtown property.
We could've built it all back up.
- V, you're not listening. - We still could.
Call Jerome and Louie, you tell them...
- Jerome and Louie? - ...you made a mistake. Yes.
This is done, okay?!
Now, I need you to get on board with what comes next.
Can you do that, please?
Do you know somebody that can help us,
or do I need to go another direction?
You need to go another direction.
Now get me the fuck out of here.
Any update on Peaches?
Still no record he left the country.
It could be he used a fake passport.
Or, despite what you heard, he's still stateside.
Listen, I want that motherfucker found, you hear me?
Put the word out.
I'll pay a quarter million to anybody who finds that nigga.
And a three percent finder's fee of whatever's left
of my $5 million when they do.
Yeah, that'll get things moving.
Anything else?
Yeah.
While back,
had you looking into family members of Teddy McDonald.
You remember that?
Remember Alton had me looking into it.
Yeah.
You came up with his pops in Kansas City
and an ex-wife and kid in D.C.
I need you to reconfirm their locations
find me any other pressure points
he might have in his life.
Best to say it.
Last time we went down this road,
it didn't turn out too good for the old man.
Listen, if you got a problem with this shit,
I'll find somebody who don't.
You got your finger in a lot of pies these days, youngblood.
- You all right? - No, I'm not.
And they not pies. It's a dam, and it's leaking.
Y'all are late.
Sitter issues.
Here, hire full-time help.
Shit ain't gonna get easier.
So, where we headed?
P.J.'s.
Full-time help?
I always wanted to be like one of them Dynasty bitches.
Anyone shows up, you let me know.
Yes, sir.
Parissa, someone's already here.
Fuck.
No.
You remember me?
I do.
Yeah. You search him?
- He didn't have to. - I'm sorry, what was that?
I, uh...
I lost my hearing in this ear,
so I can't hear very well.
We have a common problem. I'm just here to help.
Yeah? And how are you going to help me?
Avi had a lot of enemies.
People wanted him gone, so you tell me who they were,
and I can use my resources to narrow it down,
and we will find out who did this.
You know what the worst thing
about losing half your hearing is?
It's your balance.
The inner ear
regulates your equilibrium, and without it,
it's hard to stay centered.
So, for instance...
If, uh...
I wanted to get revenge
for what you did to me,
I can't promise you
that I would fire the gun where I wish.
Bang.
Avi is gone,
our business is finished. Get him out of here.
Go.
Whoever did this to Avi, they have my associate.
Please.
And this person that they took,
this person actually means something to you?
Come, come here.
In that case...
...fuck you.
♪ Children lyin', Papa's cryin' 'bout how his time was spent♪
♪ Mama's workin'...♪
I know what I told you,
but we can't leave, Xiapita.
Why not? What changed?
I can't talk about it.
You can't talk about it?
All that matters is,
we live our lives... nothing's different.
What does that mean?
Everything is different.
You want me to just carry on all day
as if our house isn't bugged?
I got a strike. I got a strike.
Can you believe it?
- Come on. - It's my turn.
Dime la neta.
Did Teddy call the house last night or this morning?
What? No.
Did you talk to him? Does he know that I was gone?
No, I didn't talk to him.
Okay.
But if he's been listening in on us,
he'll know that you weren't home.
It wasn't Teddy who's been listening.
I know.
It's a lot.
I can't tell you any more than that.
Mírame.
I need you to trust me, okay?
Every guy who has ever asked me to trust him
has fucked me over.
♪ Till we reach the top♪
♪ Pull up, pull up♪
♪ Till we reach the top♪
♪ Pull up, pull up.♪
So it looks like, all in,
Franklin walked with $3.4 million
in cash and product.
And we got some more problems.
Mack and Terry is coming from St. Louis to make their pickup.
And we ain't got no product.
Or no cash to buy more.
We put a freeze on our Panama accounts
after what happened to Franklin.
Tried to call, free up some funds,
but that's gonna take a few days.
And, on top of all that,
we ain't got access to the warehouse
because Franklin dropped a couple bodies there, too.
So we ain't got no place to load the cars.
Who you calling?
Who you think?
♪ You know the tempo on the beat about 105...♪
Need an outside line?
♪ That you like to dance all the time♪
♪ To the tempo, give yourself a chance...♪
Nah.
♪ It's so unique, baby girl like the way it sounds♪
-♪ Do you really?♪ -♪ Yeah!♪
I'm sorry it took me so long to get back to you.
Something required my full attention.
Franklin found out Avi's missing.
It's got him spooked. Was that you?
You wanted to know if this would work.
If we could get to Teddy.
Consider what happened to Mr. Drexler proof that we can.
If Franklin knows about Avi, Teddy does, too.
Yes. Why we need to move quickly.
I need access to Franklin, and I need it now.
It is time to tell him.
Arrange a meeting.
The longer we wait,
the greater the chances Teddy will disappear
and you will never get the answers you want.
Tomorrow morning, 10:00 at the museum.
Bring Franklin with you.
Watch the up.
All right, look, look.
Watch the... Watch the...
Hey, hey, this motherfucker broken, cuz.
Nah, look.
You got to just not do these two at the same time.
Nigga, I'm not doing 'em at the same time.
Hey, D.
That's some shit.
Sup, D?
Damn.
She's pretty.
Yeah. Too bad, up under the hood, she busted.
Just like your motherfucking security.
This motherfucker.
Go wait by the car.
You know, if you want, I know a guy off of Jefferson.
Could hook it up.
What, you in the motherfucking car business now, cuz?
That why you got up out the game?
Who told you I was out the game? Lee?
Mm-hmm.
Right before he grabbed that rock-headed ho
and said, "I'm going to Africa."
I swear to God,
niggas is losing their motherfucking minds.
Hey, listen, um, are we doing business here, or...?
Motherfucker, I'm talking. Can't you see that?
- Yeah, I-I can see... - Goddamn.
You know what?
Take your ass the fuck up out of here.
I ain't buying this piece of shit from y'all.
Aw, come on, man.
And, Saint, your little boy gone, and you out,
so what the fuck we even talking about?
I ain't out the game, D.
I got the plug, weight to move.
You a little late, cuz. Already got a new hookup.
Oh, yeah? Who's that? The Mexicans? Colombians?
Nah. Your motherfucking Uncle Rome.
Makes sense. Know y'all are close.
Probably gave you a pretty good deal, too, right?
12 a key?
Thing is, well, I can give you the same product for ten.
Ten?
Same shit?
Same shit.
That's an extra $200,000 in your pocket
for every 100 keys you move.
Hey, his motherfucking math check out?
It does.
Pretty good, huh?
Nigga, the price is right like Bob Barker.
Shit.
But hear me, cuz.
I ain't trying to get in the middle
of no little family squabble.
Of course.
And you won't.
Look, it's not personal, it's business.
Jerome understands that.
Look, I tell you what.
I'll send the girls by tonight with ten bird.
You ain't gonna do better than ten a key.
Might as well pick it up, right?
Next time you see Jerome, tell him you got a better deal.
Give him a chance to beat it.
If he can, then, shit, continue to buy from him.
No hard feelings. But if not, well...
$200,000 buy you any car you want, huh?
Yeah.
Let me know.
Where you been?
I told you,
took Cedro to the ER.
That was 24 hours ago.
Yeah, we waited for a pinche doctor the whole night.
You never had a night like that with your son?
You should've called. We have problems.
So I got Detective Han
checking the jails and calling the hospitals.
So far, there's nothing.
You really think someone took her?
Who would do that?
I don't know.
It's not thugs. These people are trained.
They would know how to extract information.
Pinche cara de topo enfermo que traes, cabrón.
Have you slept?
I don't need sleep.
I need to find her.
Hey.
How's he doing?
Shit took a turn.
He had to be sedated again.
Kane's a warrior.
He'll be all right.
Is that right?
Look, I wanted you to hear it from me.
Leon's out. Left the country.
I know you was buying from him.
I want you to know I'm-a step up, take his place.
No, this ain't the time. I mean, fuck.
Your family's the reason he in there to begin with.
I hear you, and I am sorry. Truly.
But if you want to hurt Jerome and Louie,
there's a few ways to do it, but a big one
is to fuck with they business.
So let me know when you want to talk, all right?
WOMAN [over P.A.]: Pharmacy, 612.
Okay, what's going on?
Like I said, we just want to re-up.
Oh, yeah, you canceled your honeymoon
just to stay here and sling dope?
You want to sell product, we want to buy product.
Why's it got to be more than that?
Okay, so here's the thing. You can tell me
what's going on here, or I promise you,
this will be the last time that we do business together.
We were robbed.
By who?
Franklin.
Franklin robbed you?
Yeah, somebody cleaned him out, all his accounts.
He needed a life raft. Apparently we were it.
I'll have, uh, Gustavo give you the bricks.
- Will 300 do it? - Yeah,
but he also hit our cash reserves,
so I'm-a need those on consignment.
Yeah, you're good for it.
What's gonna happen now between you and Franklin?
I don't know, but I'm guessing
we're not spending Christmas together.
Remember, back on Catalina, what I told you?
The things I've done to make this money?
Yes.
So you can imagine, after all of that,
starting back at zero?
That ain't gonna happen.
That's on you.
But this right here,
this isn't what I signed up for.
I know.
You know?
You were supposed to be out.
Now, I've worked so hard to leave my old life behind me,
but you're standing here, asking me
to go launder millions of dollars
in stolen drug money?
Do you understand what that means?
I don't do it lightly.
- You don't do it lightly? - I don't.
That's great.
But this, right now...
...this is about survival.
What happens in the next few weeks
is gonna determine the course of the rest of our lives,
and our baby's.
Please, V.
Please.
And what'd you tell him?
That I'd talk to you.
Why I reached out.
You know I'd rather buy from you,
but you just gonna have to get it down to ten a key.
O.G., you know why he's able to sell you them birds so cheap?
Stole 'em from us.
Look, like I told your little motherfucking nephew,
I ain't trying to get in the middle of no family shit.
I'm just trying to get my bread.
You already cop them keys?
Them two little bitches supposed to bring 'em by tonight.
Hey, look, you know I'd rather buy from you.
If not,
you know it ain't personal.
Nigga got to do what he got to do.
Yeah.
How much did she know about you
- and the operation? - Nothing that can hurt us.
But, look, regardless of who is doing this,
Avi's entire operation is burned,
so, unless you want to shut the entire pipeline down,
we're gonna need another gun connect.
I'm sure we have ideas, if that would be helpful.
Is there any word from the higher-ups?
About the money, my ask?
Let's get this all cleared up,
then we'll talk about getting you your blue badge back.
Yeah.
I got to get the mud off my shoes
before I step foot on Langley's carpets.
There is significant interest
in the assets in your possession.
But, yes, we need to make sure you're clean
before you're officially welcomed back
inside the walls.
Yeah, I reckon $73 million cleans a lot of carpet.
As far back as I can remember, I wanted to be
in the CIA.
My father and brother were Army men--
instruments of policy, blunt objects--
and I just wanted a seat at the table
where the long arc of history is shaped.
I understand.
Franklin is going to war with Louie and Jerome.
This... fucking family, man.
It's like they don't even have the good sense
not to tear each other apart.
You need anything else from me?
No, you should go home.
Okay.
Oh, Gus.
So, I...
...never really said I'm sorry about Cedro
getting hurt and the hospital making you wait all night.
It's unbelievable. What was the hospital?
Verdugo Hills.
Well, I say, uh, anything ever happens to the two of us,
let's not go to Verdugo Hills, you know what I mean?
V?
What's this?
What?
This is the woman who goes to Miami to deposit
stolen drug money.
You have something for me?
Uh, yeah. It's in the back seat.
It's $1.85 million.
I'll be back by dinner tomorrow.
I love you.
Yeah, you do.
Well, officially LAPD has jack shit.
You're just the victims of some unfortunate violence.
And unofficially?
You about to be the flavor of the month.
They know it's drug-related,
that you got ties to Franklin Saint,
so you're gonna need to tighten up your shit.
Ain't that what we pay you for?
Keep motherfuckers off our back?
Yeah, well, it's not gonna be that easy
now that I'm officially off LAPD payroll.
But you still have friends on the force, right?
Yeah, I still got a few of those.
So keep 'em close.
And you keep your mind right.
Stay off that fucking powder.
Goddamn junkie.
Give us a minute.
Finally, this motherfucker.
Unc.
Been paging you all day.
Yeah, I've been busy, man.
Need to meet up.
What for?
Nigga.
I didn't want things to go this way.
I went to Louie and asked for help.
Oh, you gonna blame it all on us now?
Your wife went behind my back
and stole the plug, and that's business.
But I show up and take back what I made you, and it's theft?
So it's business when I'm bending over,
but it's personal when you getting it.
Is that how that works, huh?
Nephew, if you don't bring back what you stole,
you gonna understand how this work, little nigga.
You want to come after me, that's fine.
Came into this shit with my eyes open.
And they still are, nigga.
Hmm.
Listen.
There's something else you need to know about last night.
After I refused to help Franklin get to Teddy,
he pulled a gun on me.
Said he was gonna kill me.
He might've done it, too, if Buckley hadn't been there.
I heard you when you said
you didn't want to go to war with your family.
I tried to respect it.
But you need to know exactly who we dealing with.
It was either this,
or drop them off first
and have you waiting even longer.
Or you could just give us the location to the safe house
and save us all a whole lot of time.
Stuff's in the trunk.
What's up, y'all? My name's Franklin.
Are you the one Mama's always complaining about?
Probably, yeah.
Want a French fry?
Sure, I'll have one of them.
Damn, that was good.
You're not gonna take 'em to the drop, are you?
Yeah, we just gonna leave 'em in the back seat
with a Etch A Sketch.
McDonald.
Come on, let's go.
I'm looking for Detective Parosa.
What took you so long?
The fuck you doing here?
Uh, make sure he wasn't followed.
We went over this.
There are protocols if you need to meet.
Can't just show up.
Yeah. Uh, I forgot
to tell you I told Teddy, um, we took
Cedro to the emergency room.
You're worried he's gonna check?
Worried, mis huevos.
I know he will.
But, uh, hospital records aren't easy to get,
even for an intelligence officer.
We'll take care of it right away.
Right away when? Tonight?
As soon as possible.
Did you tell him a particular hospital?
Yeah, Verdugo Hills.
I'll take care of it, okay?
But, Gustavo, listen to me.
Informants who do what we tell them,
they make it out alive.
It's the ones who get flustered, panic,
and don't follow protocol that get into trouble.
I had a long talk with my bosses today,
and they want to see something now
to justify what we're doing here.
You mentioned a tunnel at the border,
how you're bringing the cocaine across.
I want to see it.
When?
Soon as possible.
Tomorrow, if it doesn't raise any alarm bells.
That a problem?
No, should be okay.
All right.
Go home, get some rest.
You promise me you're gonna take care of this, right?
Absolutely. Good night.
I held back, but Ruben's impatient.
He wants to meet tomorrow.
What happened to burning all this down to the ground?
We about to side with the Russians, commit treason.
Forgive me if I need a minute to think
before lighting the match.
You still believe, don't you?
Even after all of this, you want so badly
to think America still cares about you,
like some orphan child,
standing by the door, waiting for Mama to come home,
no matter how long she's been gone.
We throw our lot in with the KGB now,
we may have to face the reality that we have to leave.
Face the reality?
Let me tell you something, Franklin.
Those hours, days and weeks
after your father disappeared in Cuba...
...were some of the worst of my life.
I was completely alone in a foreign country.
Didn't even speak the fucking language.
Didn't know what happened to him,
but knew almost for certain
I'd never see him again.
And if the pain and frustration weren't enough,
there was always the fear
that at any moment they could come and get me, too.
It went on like that for months
until one night,
I realized why Teddy let me live.
It wasn't a moral decision
or even convenience.
He could've killed me and gotten away with it. Mm-mm.
Teddy spared my life because, in his mind,
I posed no threat to him.
None of us do.
He could take away
one of the most important things in my life,
and I could do nothing about it.
I was just some nigger who'd never touch him,
inconsequential to the point it wasn't even
worth the effort it would take to snuff me out.
And in that moment, I knew.
Fuck Teddy, fuck the CIA,
and fuck the government that supported them.
I was gonna do whatever it would take
to not only destroy him
but to make sure that he knew it was me,
the inconsequential nigga who did it.
I am way past facing reality, Franklin.
I am done standing by the door,
waiting for Mama to come home.
Now are you with me, Saint?
Or are you with them?
Okay.
Okay, tell Ruben I'll meet him tomorrow.
Hey.
I got a question I've been meaning to ask you.
What's that?
I know little bitches got little coochies,
but I ain't never been mountain climbing before,
so I don't know if big bitches
got big coochies or not.
Why don't you fuck your mama and find out?
Ooh.
You got a little fight in you. All right.
We good.
I bet we are.
That thing scenting like some bread fresh out the oven.
Shut the fuck up, nigga.
Get home safe.
Mountain-climbing motherfucker.
Would you?
'Cause of Franklin and these hours,
I ain't had no dick in weeks.
And he look like he probably holding.
You know who I think is holding?
Dallas, do not say it.
I got a peek once.
You know, he be wearing them tight jeans, they light.
- Dallas. - Ooh.
Stop. He's our boss,
and his lady's pregnant.
That ain't got shit to do with me.
I would tear his ass up.
Fuck.
We ain't got no product in the car,
and they can't legally search the car.
Since when the fuck "legal"
got anything to do with it?
Stay cool, you hear me?
They want to search the car, we let 'em.
Have Franklin call the lawyer.
Keep your hands where we can see them
and step out of the car.
Ain't you gonna tell us what we did wrong?
I said step out of the car now.
Hey, fuck you. We ain't got to do shit.
Out of the car now!
Out of the car!
Ain't gonna tell you again.
Nigga, you not even a cop no more.
Yeah, which should scare you more than if I was.
All right, we coming out.
Open the trunk.
You have no right...
Does it look like I'm fucking asking?
Open it.
Don't move.
Where Franklin keeping my shit at?
He stole from me.
I want it back.
Now where is it?
We don't know, motherfucker.
You think I'm playing with you?
We don't know.
He got it someplace new.
He ain't tell us where it is.
- Gonna steal on you. - Wha...?
Fucker.
It's gonna get bad
for you in a hurry if you don't tell me what I want to know.
I swear, he didn't tell us.
Everybody back. Stay right there.
He didn't tell us.
He didn't tell us where it is. He didn't...
- Hey! - Bitch-ass nigga,
- she's telling the truth! - Stay back.
She's telling the truth!
- Oh, yeah? - Yes!
Hey, stop fucking hitting her! We don't know!
You tell me where my goddamn money at!
Fucking stop.
Stop fucking hitting her!
You can stop this all now.
You tell me where it's at.
- We don't know. - This is bullshit.
- Get the fuck back! - She doesn't know where it is.
He didn't tell us.
We don't know!
She got a fucking kid, man. Stop hitting her.
Damn.
I want my money.
You tell Franklin that I did this
and I ain't gonna stop till I get all that's mine.
Beverly. Beverly.
You okay?
Bev?
Somebody call fucking 911!
You're gonna be all right.
Beverly. Bev.
♪ Walk on♪
♪ If you see me walking down the street♪
♪ And I start to cry♪
♪ Each time we meet♪
♪ Then walk on by♪
♪ Walk on by♪
♪ Make believe♪
♪ That you don't see the tears♪
♪ So just let me grieve♪
♪ In private 'cause each time I see you♪
♪ I break down and cry.♪
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