Previously on Ghost...
What in here could possibly help you?
It's all about Sweeney.
Dude, what the fuck? Not that one.
You're on trial for murder, Tariq.
I'm your only hope. I need that photo.
And what about that book
Professor Reynolds was writing?
Did Tariq hear the tape?
I didn't play it for him.
Is Lauren Baldwin in danger?
There's nothing I can do at this point to help her.
Take the stand in her place, Carrie.
How many lies have you told
to cover up your relationship with Zeke Cross?
People are starting to get upset about the backlog.
Well, I might have a plan,
but we're gonna need the Tejadas for this shit.
Someone's trying to rob me. Let's roll.
They got away with the shipment.
Fuck.
How the hell did they find this location?
That ain't your fucking auntie!
That's your mother.
Zeke, you're not 19. You're 23.
And the father?
Now all we gotta do is take care of the inside man.
You know, if Zeke still has you to come to,
he'll never come back to me.
Carrie?
♪ They say this is A big, rich town ♪
♪ I just come From the poorest part ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life ♪
♪ I gotta make it This is where it goes down ♪
♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby I gotta make it ♪
♪ I never took A straight path nowhere ♪
♪ Life's full of twists And turns, bumps and bruises ♪
♪ I live, I learn ♪
♪ I'm from that city full of Yellow cabs and skyscrapers ♪
♪ It's hard to get a start In these parts without paper ♪
♪ Homey, I grew up in hell A block away from heaven ♪
♪ That corner every 15 minutes They moving seven ♪
♪ Pure snow, bag it Then watch it go ♪
♪ Occupational options Get some blow or some hos ♪
♪ Shoot the ball or the strap Learn to rap or to jack ♪
♪ Fuck it, man In the meantime ♪
♪ Go head and pump a pack ♪
♪ This my regal, royal flow My James Bond bounce ♪
♪ That 007 That's 62 on my count ♪
♪ I'm an undercover liar I lie under the covers ♪
♪ Look a bitch in the eyes ♪
♪ And tell her Baby, I love ya ♪
♪ You're my inspiration You're my motivation ♪
♪ You're the reason that I'm Moving with no hesitation ♪
♪ They say this is A big, rich town ♪
♪ Yeah, I just come From the poorest part ♪
♪ Bright lights, city life ♪
♪ I gotta make it This is where it goes down ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I just happen To come up hard ♪
♪ Legal or illegal, baby I gotta make it ♪
Uh, Councilman Tate, where is everybody?
Tariq, Tariq, Tariq, I'd love to hear your take,
since you never play fair with anyone...
...do you?
Professor Reynolds, how? What the fuck?
How? What the fuck?
Lil' nigga damn sure didn't play fair with me.
Yeah, me neither.
Man, he played fair with your dumb ass.
You got what you deserve.
That was for my sister.
Do not put that on me.
Raina, I'm so sorry, okay?
I never meant for you to get hurt.
You think you didn't mean to hurt any of us.
Tariq, you're the reason why Tasha shot me, you know that.
If it wasn't for you, I'd still be alive,
and Cash would still have a mom.
It's not my fault.
Who the fuck are you kidding?
- What are you doing here? - You're surprised?
After you left the back door to your apartment open
for dear old Uncle Tommy?
My blood's on you too.
Have you checked on Elisa Marie since you made her an orphan?
Mm, that's cold.
Mm-hmm, Tommy's gonna get your mama.
You didn't forget about me already, did you, Tariq?
Professor Milgram, they said your death was a suicide.
And why is that, Tariq?
Could it be because you made me get on the stand?
Oh, it's for you.
Hey, you're early for once.
Please don't go in there.
I'm not gonna miss class.
I have perfect attendance.
It's your father, Tariq. He has something to tell you.
I think you should answer it.
What's up?
What does Rashad Tate know about you that I don't?
Councilman Tate? He don't have no dirt on me.
Well, that's not what Jenny Sullivan thinks.
He's her next witness.
The fuck does Sullivan think I have on the St. Patrick kid?
She wants to use you to rehabilitate Carrie Milgram
after MacLean tore her apart.
And this was your idea, 'Maal?
The most I might have done was mention how well you knew
Tariq St. Patrick and his father.
So Carrie's unfortunate suicide
doesn't do the rehabilitation enough?
MacLean argued that any discussion of the suicide
was prejudicial because the jury may blame him
and "unfairly" punish his client.
Sounds like some shit he'd say.
Yeah, well, he said it and he won,
so now you're Jenny's next move.
What's that?
Don't tell me you got some side chick on the wifey.
Nah, man. I know that number, man.
It's some crazy-ass drunk lady
saying she's a witness to Jabari Reynolds' murder.
She says she's a witness?
Yeah, but she keep changing her story.
First, she saw nothing, then she saw one guy,
and now she talking about she saw two perps.
The lady likes attention.
Well, you can give it to her,
'cause she ain't getting mine.
Unless, uh, you think I should?
Hell nah, bro. You were hired for your brain.
Well, that, and, of course, I pulled a few strings.
But the point is, what's Jenny gonna think
if you bring this to her now?
Hmm? Mid-trial? Nah.
And you've, you know,
worked to get to a place where you got discretion.
I say use that shit.
Oh, fuck.
What up? It's your boy Freaky Zekey.
Leave a message and I'll get back to you.
What up? It's your boy Freaky Zekey.
Shit! Look, I need to speak to Zeke.
He's not even answering my calls.
Just give him some time, Monet. It's a lot to process.
Look, you don't know him.
He doesn't know how to think things through on his own.
Hmm, this is him. He wants to meet up.
Good. I'll get my coat.
He asked to see me alone.
I'll talk to him.
I will make it so he wants to talk to you.
I promise.
It's gonna be okay. I'll get us all together again.
Tariq.
Professor Milgram's death is a terrible tragedy.
I thought she had more fight in her.
She just didn't seem like the type.
I'm sorry about Professional Milgram.
I didn't think that would happen.
You know, I'm starting to realize, Tariq,
that you don't actually think through anything.
Maybe Jenny Sullivan is right
and you should be off the streets.
Your trial starts at what, uh, 2:00 p.m. today?
It ain't looking too good.
And I'm looking forward to testifying.
I gave you what you asked for.
You gave me hearsay.
I need fucking proof.
All right.
You want proof, I'll get it to you.
Don't be late to court.
Hey, yo, Mecca, I'm about to head out, man.
I got rid of the work like you wanted,
so I shall see you mañana.
Yeah. Uh, about that.
I'm actually gonna need you here all day, Cane.
Yeah, I gotta go home, so...
You're funny, man.
You don't seem to get how this works.
Nah, nigga, you don't get how this works.
I'm out.
Give me your fucking hand.
Fuck off me, man.
On the chopping block, now!
Come on!
Give me a print.
Let's go.
Voilà!
Congratulations, Cane.
You my number two now.
That means you live here and you keep the place secure.
This gives you access to everything.
It tells you where I'm at 24-7?
Yeah, well, there's that.
Come on, Cane. You should be pleased.
This is a fucking promotion, man.
Hey, first order of business,
whip out that little cell phone and call your pops.
We gotta tell him that we don't have any product,
on account of us getting robbed and all.
When's the re-up?
Yeah, so there isn't any.
What the fuck did you just say?
We got robbed. Everything's gone.
- Come home, Cane. - I can't right now.
I don't have time for your shit today, Cane.
Come home.
I gotta go, Papi. I'll talk to you later.
Papi, you--
Are you okay?
The re-up is off.
And those GTG motherfuckers are ignoring my calls.
Whatever is happening, it's fucking up my business.
Strap up. We're headed out.
I'm gonna look Lil' Guap in his face,
and I'm gonna see if he can ignore me then.
I know what happened to the supply, Pops.
The connect cut Monet off--
Monet?
W-what the fuck are you talking about Monet?
Ma never stopped working with Tariq up at Stansfield.
I told you.
You did.
Your mother convinced you to lie to me, Dru?
I only found out the other day, after she got cut off.
So she robbed the connect, fucked me in the process,
and you helped her.
Only 'cause that was my way of getting at Guap.
You know I owed him a bullet.
That was the only way I could do it without setting Cane off.
You shut down my business over revenge!
I picked you to take over
because I thought you were smart,
because I thought I could fucking trust you.
I am smart, and you can trust me.
Prove it. Get my fucking weight back!
I'll try, Papi,
but it's probably already up at Stansfield.
Dru, get my fucking drugs!
It's me.
About damn time.
You know how many nervous shits
I had to breathe through in here?
Okay, where is it?
Come on, hurry up!
Once you have it, what are you gonna say on the stand?
Motherfucker, all you need to know
is that if I don't have it,
I will destroy you on the stand, off the stand,
any and every place I can.
Quit fucking playing with me, boy.
Wow!
And as a fellow faculty member, can you talk
about Ms. Milgram's standing at Stansfield?
It was stellar.
Always prepared, always willing to go the extra mile.
Ms. Sullivan, is there a point to any of this?
After Mr. MacLean disparaged
Professor Milgram's reputation--
The witness' reputation is perfectly intact.
Mr. MacLean revealed
that Ms. Milgram was a sexually liberated woman.
And as far as I and this jury is concerned,
that is not a sign of bad character in this courtroom.
So unless there's anything else?
Councilman Tate, do you have any other relevant information
in this case or to Tariq St. Patrick?
I don't believe I do.
Just that I'm very proud of my brother, Kamaal Tate,
who's now an investigator in your office
and has worked hard to find justice in this case.
Mr. MacLean, any other questions?
Just one, Your Honor.
Councilman,
you mentioned your brother's involvement in the case.
What do you know about his work with any eyewitnesses?
Objection!
Your witness opened the door.
Councilman?
Well, we really didn't talk details.
He's very professional when it comes to that type of stuff.
Thank you, Councilman. You may step down.
But come to think of it...
...there is one thing.
He mentioned an eyewitness,
uh, who said, uh-- what was it they said?
Oh, yes, that there was more than one person.
Uh, she saw two men at the Jabari Reynolds murder.
- Objection! - Something like that.
Uh, I wasn't really listening.
Your Honor, can we go to chambers?
Why, so you can hide more evidence from the jury?
Judge, please direct Mr. MacLean
to stop addressing me.
Sounds like someone's afraid of the truth!
All right. You two, chambers, now!
It's grounds for a mistrial, Your Honor.
Knowingly withholding evidence that
- mitigates my client's guilt-- - There's nothing knowingly
about it!
Okay, the knowledge of a DA's office investigator
is imputed to the prosecuting attorney.
My investigator never told me!
Which is 100% immaterial to the law.
Your Honor, give me a week.
I'll investigate and turn over anything
that qualifies as Brady materials.
Oh, the Brady violation already happened.
We should be discussing
immediate dismissals and sanctions.
Come on!
We don't even know if this information is credible.
You have 48 hours.
And if it is true that your office
withheld material exculpatory evidence
from the defense, I'm dismissing this case.
Goddamn right. Um, respectfully.
♪ I'm in full effect ♪
- There you go. - Thank you.
- Did you know about Carrie? - Yeah. Yeah.
Your mom told me about you and your professor.
You know, Monet's not gone if you don't want her to be, Zeke.
She lied to me my whole life.
To my face.
That's fucked up, man.
And if anyone find out my age...
I look like the liar.
You right.
Until you get the real story out there.
The real story ain't shit.
The Kings want me 'cause they think I'm 19.
They find out I'm not, they don't give a fuck
whether or not I'm in on it.
A scam is a scam.
Well, then you gotta be so fucking good
that it doesn't matter.
Hey, what about a private coach?
I'm talking one-on-one training until the draft.
You take a break from school, you focus 100% on your game,
and the coach is on me.
You for real?
Son, it's the least I can do.
But you gotta do one thing for me, man.
Talk to Monet.
You see this right here?
It's the roof right there.
- Where the lockboxes are at. - Yeah.
I just gotta get the QR code from his phone.
Shouldn't be too hard since you're Tariq's trial boo.
Okay, fuck you, Dru, all right?
Because I already know Tariq only asked me to court
just to keep me locked out the shit y'all were up to.
Can you blame us?
I wouldn't have told Lorenzo!
Yes, you would have! That's your MO.
Half the shit that happens in this family
is because you can't keep your mouth shut,
and you are always in everybody's business.
- Wow! Okay, that ain't fair! - Last night ain't fair!
So I tell the truth and everybody hates me?
Yeah, kinda!
If you get Lorenzo his product, he'll hate you a little less.
Well, you know, I can't do that
without you getting a key card from Ev.
You sure you can handle that?
Yeah.
You listening to me, Zeke?
Yeah.
I was 16 and crazy in love with this fool,
and I got pregnant.
I thought we could do it, but my mom kept saying
Dante ain't in no position to be nobody's father.
Was I gonna raise this child alone?
By the time I got a chance to tell him, he got roped up,
proving my mother's point.
She sent me down South. I gave birth down there.
Man, it was so hard when they took you away from me.
Maybe I should've tried harder.
But Lena always wanted a boy,
and she loved you like you were her own.
And you never looked back.
When everybody saw you could make it to the league,
we thought it would be better
if you went to school in New York.
I was so happy just to be a auntie to you.
And then he shows up outta nowhere.
And you were too worried about fucking up your own life
to let me meet him?
- Zeke, that was for you. - Bullshit.
Monet had her reasons, Zeke.
The guy she knew back then, I wasn't shit.
She didn't know time had been good to me.
My dumb ass thought I had it all
until I saw you two on ESPN.
The second I saw your face,
it was like I got hit by lightning.
But Monet had no reason to trust me.
You can trust her though, Zeke, because she loves you.
Answer one question for me, Monet.
Anything, baby.
Did you have something to do with Carrie's death?
I'd never hurt you like that, Zeke.
After Lorenzo kicked me out, I came straight here.
Stayed here all night worried about you.
That is true.
I was with her, right here in this room.
You could trust me, Zeke.
But I don't got to no more.
Once I get drafted, I'm gone.
By myself.
And you can both forget about me.
Again.
♪ Let's turn the lights on ♪
♪ Get the kinda love I think I'll fall for ♪
♪ A flawless garden With no ego ♪
♪ I'm your cup of coffee You'd be my Sweet'N Low ♪
♪ You are different, babe On a different wave ♪
♪ I know what you want No need to explain... ♪
Oh, fuck.
You like that? Huh?
- Hey, babe, babe! - Huh? What?
Your right hand. It's, like, fully healed.
♪ Real love ain't safe... ♪
Oh, yeah. It's a little better.
Mm.
Maybe now you can draw me that tattoo.
♪ Real love ain't safe... ♪
I don't do that anymore.
I'll be-I'll be right back, okay?
♪ It's all or nothing Never-ending ♪
♪ I want you more Than all your changes ♪
♪ All your flaws Were never strange ♪
♪ Turn our hells into heaven ♪
♪ Oh, whoa ♪
♪ You are different, babe On a different wave ♪
♪ I know what you want No need to explain... ♪
♪ It's a risk to take Real love ain't safe, no... ♪
Lauren, funny seeing you here.
Your room's just down the hall, no?
- Is Tariq here? - He, um--
Tariq's pretty popular.
How you doing, light skin?
Who's your friend, Brayden?
I'm Lorenzo.
Why, you looking for a new friend?
You still sticking to the story
that you don't know Cane Tejada?
He already answered the question.
Go ahead, Brayden.
Like I said, that was the only time I ever met him.
He's lying. He totally knows him.
Cane is the guy who deals drugs with Tariq.
He's, like, his partner or whatever.
Do you have firsthand knowledge of that?
Oh, hell yeah. Yeah.
The guy kidnapped me and Brayden
and forced us to sell drugs on a corner.
- What? - That's crazy!
Yeah, it is pretty fucking crazy, isn't it, Brayden?
You know, probably would have killed us, too,
if it weren't for that cop that pulled us over.
I don't know what the hell he's talking about.
Why don't we pause for a minute?
No. I'd like to hear this.
The cop who stopped you, was that Officer Ramirez?
Yeah. That's the one.
Yeah, uh, he was actually working
for Cane and Tariq.
- Tariq bragged about it. - Trace!
My guess is that Tariq probably didn't like Ramirez
butting around where he didn't belong.
Maybe that's why he killed him.
Okay, you're out of your fucking mind, you know that?
You think your brother's making this up?
I think he's a sick and desperate cokehead
who's using this as a distraction.
That's what I think.
Okay.
This is from Ramirez's dashcam.
Now what do you think?
That's either direct corroboration of Trace's story
or it could mean both of you were accomplices
in the murder of Officer Ramirez.
That's Cane Tejada's car and his license plate.
Councilman Rashad Tate handed me my ass in court today.
I need hard evidence against Tariq St. Patrick,
and I need it now.
Can't help you.
Brayden, you're the one on the tape.
You're implicated by this evidence,
and I think you could give me Tariq St. Patrick on a platter.
You can testify, or I can indict you.
What if Trace testifies?
I-I'd be happy to.
With one condition.
Whoever testifies,
both Trace and Brayden get complete immunity.
Deal.
What's good, my boy?
Heard what happened to your professor.
- Shit's crazy. - Yeah. How about you?
How's everything going with the trial?
Well, I mean, Tate testified, blew up the prosecution
for hiding one of the witnesses that could have helped me,
so it's looking a'ight for now.
So Tate decided to help you out after all, huh?
You gave him the photo.
The one of my dad with Sweeney?
Right, Tariq? What the fuck?
- What, bro? - How'd you get it?
Doesn't matter how I got it.
I got it and gave it to Tate, that's it.
Yeah, it does matter how you get it
'cause I told you fucking not to.
Can you understand how much is at stake
for my family right now? Just for once, please?
Okay, I need you to understand what's at stake for mine!
It's not always about you!
Your family will fine, okay? Your father will be fine.
Sweeney will look crazy, okay?
I'm the one that could go to jail over this shit,
not your father, bro.
But this shit is not a game to me.
This is life or death.
Yeah, life or death, Tariq. Fucking bullshit.
Hey, what's up? Is everything okay?
I was hoping we could talk.
I mean, I would,
but I have to go meet my lawyer in a little bit.
Well, can you be a little late?
I'm sorry.
It's all right. Just come in. It's fine.
Talk to me.
So what's wrong?
Um...
...'Riq, you the only one who's not mad at me right now.
I'm sure it's not that bad. What's-what's going on?
I found out...
I found out Monet has been cheating on my dad
with this guy from her past named Dante.
Yeah, my dad cheated on my mom, I get it.
Yeah, but it's-it's not the end of the world.
No, you don't get it.
Dante is Zeke's dad. Fuck.
Monet-Monet is his mom, not his auntie.
What the fuck?
She had him when she was, like, 16,
and she's been lying to everyone this whole time.
So how is that your fault, D? That's not your fault.
But it is my fault.
I put her business on blast the other night at dinner.
Tariq, what is wrong with me?
And now everyone's mad at me,
even though she's the one who's been lying this whole time.
Well...
Even Dru thinks I should have kept my mouth shut.
I'm just a huge fuckup.
No, you're not, D. Here.
You did what you felt like you had to do, right?
It's family. Shit happens.
Um...
you got, like, a water or something?
Nah, I think we finished our shit,
but I could go down the hall
and get you one from the machine.
I'll be right back.
- Here. - Thanks.
Look, D, I'm sorry, but I-I really
can't miss this meeting with my lawyer.
No, um, I get it.
I mean, I appreciate you for just listening to me.
Talking about it made me feel a lot better,
so thank you.
For real.
Of course. Anytime.
♪ Hey, yeah Hey, stupid ♪
♪ U-u-uptown boys Nothin' live-er ♪
♪ Get the bag Then I wiggle like Wilder ♪
♪ All your lil' things Stop bi-bi-big things ♪
♪ My lil' chain cost more Than yo' big chain ♪
♪ Fuck with me, get a bag ♪
♪ Fu-fu-fu-fuck with me Get a bag ♪
♪ Fu-fu-fuck with me Get a bag ♪
♪ Fu-fu-fu-fuck with me Get a bag ♪
♪ Bitch, don't block Yo' blessings ♪
♪ B-b-bitch, don't block Yo' blessings ♪
♪ Diamonds disco-flashin' Drip toe-taggin' ♪
♪ Mink coat draggin' Block boy trappin' ♪
♪ Hot boy in action Don't need caption ♪
♪ Rocks Dame Dashin' Neck breakdancing ♪
♪ I'm a dog, I'm a beast Gotta own, never lease ♪
♪ Niggas out, leave the freaks My condolence to the streets ♪
♪ Killed 'em Ten summers straight ♪
♪ Can't last Niggas frontin' ♪
♪ Throw up bricks at her ass Yeah, ones and hundreds ♪
♪ Talkin' drip game poppin' And the wrist game rockin' ♪
♪ Trap money stop, All the drug dealers robbin' ♪
♪ Montana ♪
♪ My name ring bells Clase Azul ♪
♪ Montana ♪
♪ It's them uptown boys Copy cool ♪
♪ Up-up-uptown boys Nothin' live-er ♪
♪ Get the bag Then I wiggle like Wilder ♪
♪ All the lil' things Stop bi-bi-big things ♪
♪ My lil' chain cost more Than yo' big chain ♪
I really appreciate y'all for coming out today,
and I'm pleased to let y'all know
that I will be leaving Stansfield immediately
and using that time till the draft
to train with a private coach.
Does this have anything to do with the promise
you've been made by a team in the lottery?
Y'all know I can't say nothing about that, but...
...what I will say is that I'm ready to leave New York
and the negative influences that come with it.
By negative influences, are you referring to your family
and the legal troubles that have plagued you and them?
Yes, I'm referring to my family.
Um...
uh...
Zeke, w-what's your response
to the allegation on Bleacher Report?
Have you knowingly been misrepresenting your age?
Is it true you're really 23 years old?
Okay. All right. Hey! Okay.
Hey, hey, no more questions!
How old are you, Zeke?
Sorry, no more questions.
If this is true, you can forget about Sacramento.
Tariq, hey.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm good. What's up?
Listen, Professor Milgram's suicide,
you shouldn't feel like--
it's not your fault.
I know.
I should have believed you from the start.
You should have.
Look, remember when you heard
that they found drugs in my room
and I got called down to the precinct?
I called Professor Milgram for help.
She convinced me that if I wore a wire,
there would be no charges pressed against me
and my parents would never find out.
So I did it. And they used it against you.
I know.
- You do? - I mean, I ain't too surprised.
I mean, you once told me that you never loved anyone
to sacrifice yourself for them, so...
It's not like that!
Look, they told me that they were going after Brayden.
Wait, what do you mean they were going after Brayden?
Brayden was the suspect, not you.
I was trying to keep you out of it.
That's why I asked if Brayden knew about Jabari's book
and why I even talked to him and that guy Lorenzo.
Lorenzo--what the fuck did this Lorenzo guy look like?
Uh, he's--I don't know, he's in his 20s.
Brown skin. He said he's Zeke's cousin.
Fuck.
That's Lorenzo Jr. He goes by Cane.
Lauren, you just got Brayden and Cane Tejada
on a fucking wire, all right?
You need to get outta here fast, now.
Jenny Sullivan promised me nobody's gonna--
You wanna believe a prosecutor over me, that's fine, a'ight?
That's on you.
But I'm telling you that you need to run.
I'll help you.
Just go to your parents' house, and I'll call you.
You know this isn't the end of anything, Zeke.
I can hire you a PR firm.
We'll get the truth out there and get you back on track.
It don't work that way, man.
It works the way I say it works, son.
Let me talk to him. Zeke.
Zeke, wait. I'm so sorry.
I think Lorenzo did this shit,
and he got it coming because of it.
Down! Down, down, down, down, down!
Stay-stay down! Stay down, stay down.
Motherfucker.
- You guys all right? - Yeah, we okay.
You got somebody following you?
Nah. Nah, I'm good.
But, Monet, could this be Lorenzo?
Could he have followed us?
You know, maybe Yas does deserve a fresh start.
Away from me, away from all this bullshit.
Everyone around me gets hurt anyway.
You're not the center of everything, 'Riq.
Most of them had that coming.
Like, if you're talking about that professor girl,
she definitely did that shit to herself.
I'll never understand that, you know?
All I ever wanted was to survive.
It ain't about Professor Milgram.
It's about Lauren.
All that girl ever wanted
was straight As and a nice boyfriend.
Now she's like my mother all over again,
having to run because of my shit.
What do you mean run?
I talked to her today, and...
...she might have gotten Cane and Brayden on a wire.
What? She got Cane on the wire?
And Brayden, but Brayden's not
gonna wanna kill her if he finds out.
Cane is the danger.
You know, she gotta get the fuck of here--
- And you gon' help her? - Yes.
Malibu Barbie's a fucking snitch, Tariq.
I'm sorry, you don't understand the danger in that?
Effie, I spoke to her. All right?
She understands. She's not gonna say shit.
And how the fuck would you know?
'Cause she was your girlfriend, and now she's the reason
that you're on trial for murder.
I-I can literally think of nothing
more fucked up than that.
Un-fucking-believable.
Listen, you don't know Lauren, all right?
And you don't know the whole story either.
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I don't got a lot of time.
The connect's got me on a short leash
after the little stunt we pulled off.
What, he thinks you were involved?
I don't know.
Dumb motherfucker gave me a promotion.
But I definitely gotta stay close to him.
What's up?
It's Tariq's girlfriend.
Here I am thinking you his girl.
I'm no one's girl, okay? Let's start there.
- I'm a woman, first of all. - Okay.
Second of all, you met her.
Blonde chick, light-skinned.
Yeah, I met her at his spot.
Yeah, she was wearing a wire when she met you.
She got you on tape with Brayden.
She's a fucking snitch?
And she knows way more about Tariq
than she does about you or white boy, but...
How you know this?
Tariq told me.
So he knows and he's letting this ride.
Yeah.
But you're not, though.
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What's the big emergency?
I got a problem I need you take care of.
Tariq's chick wore a wire. She got us both on tape.
Are you for fucking real?
No. For fake.
How you know that shit?
A friend.
Now, the way I see it,
only she can authenticate that tape in court.
And you, of course.
You know me, bro.
You know I'd never do that shit.
Yeah, I don't think you would.
But we both know what she'll do.
That's where you come into play, Ivy League.
I don't think I'm the man for the job.
She talks, we both go down.
Besides, she trusts you. She'll listen to you.
Unfortunately, she seemed to miss my charms.
Yeah, but I just--
I never, you know, did that.
I gave you a gun, rich kid. Use it.
I mean, if you don't, we both know what I gotta do.
To Lauren?
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To you.
♪ Don't nobody owe you ♪
♪ Ain't nobody Holdin' you back... ♪
Cane.
♪ Attached to something ♪
♪ That ain't even that ♪
- Here we are. - Thank you.
So I, uh--I understand
you humiliated your brother in public.
He'll get over it.
There was a, um, larger agenda at hand.
Uh-huh. You could've cost him his job.
But it didn't.
He's smarter than a motherfucker,
and he knows how to move.
Listen, I didn't ask you here
to talk about my brother, Steven.
Oh, I know, Rashad. The Sweeney thing.
I was really kinda hoping you'd given up on that dream.
Yeah, well, you hoped wrong.
I gather you'd like me to open that.
Oh, yes, absolutely. Please. Be my guest.
You look like the cat who ate the canary.
I am almost scared.
Let's just say I know that you'll never doubt me again.
Sneaking out somewhere?
Holy shit. What are you doing here?
We need to talk about Cane Tejada.
I'm not saying shit without my lawyer here.
It's about Trace, Brayden.
We both know what's likely to happen
if he takes the stand.
Yeah. So don't put him up there.
That's cute.
But you could stop that bullet that Cane's got for him.
Save your breath. I am not testifying.
You don't have to.
Look, I know you're covering for Tariq
and know way more about Cane's operation than Trace does.
Give me enough to arrest Cane now,
and when Trace takes the stand, he's already behind bars.
Just think about it.
Cane Tejada could be off the streets tomorrow.
Good night, Brayden.
I am sorry, Tariq.
It's too late to stop the adoption.
But as you can see, a nice family.
Be right back.
No. Where are you going? Please.
Mr. St. Patrick, please come back!
Please come back here!
That really was not a very good idea.
I need to speak to you.
Lorenzo came after us. He came after Zeke.
And I think he might have leaked the age issue
to the press to try to destroy Zeke's career.
Hmm.
He won't rest until he
takes everything away from me.
We need to kill his ass.
I have a better idea.
How about you, me, and Zeke get on my jet tomorrow
and fly anywhere in the world you want
and start a new life as a family?
I got a family, Dante.
Yes, a family who, because of you,
is ready to be on their own.
You know I got the accounts set up already.
Zeke doesn't wanna have shit to do with me.
Well, now that the NBA's off the table,
living in paradise with his parents
can't be the worst option.
Thanks for coming up here.
I'm just giving 'Riq a little space.
Oh, yeah?
He's been acting kinda weird lately.
Yeah, like he's getting soft.
Maybe he's tired of having to be
so goddamn hard all the time.
Yeah, well, that's the fucking game.
Well, everyone says that.
"That's the game. That's the fucking game."
You know, why can't you deal drugs
and have a moral fucking quandary
every once in a fucking while?
You ever have to do something you really don't wanna do?
All the time.
Tariq ask you to do something?
Not Tariq.
I can break my word,
protect everything I've ever known,
or I can keep my word, protect myself...
...and become the person I never thought I'd become.
Look, you found the game, okay?
The game ain't find you.
See, where I'm from, that shit comes straight
to your front door, but you made a choice.
Way back in Choate and again here.
It's too late, Brayden. You can't go back now.
You don't know what I have to do.
And what happens if you don't do it?
There's no right answer.
There is, Brayden.
You already know what to do.
But you gotta man up and do it.
Cane, my man.
I'm outta the country for a while.
You'll take charge of the day-to-day.
I'ma go pack, and then we're gonna talk details.
Mecca, I gotta go home.
So...
Where is my fucking bag?
What the fuck you talking about?
I know you stole my drugs, Cane,
but I let that shit slide.
Not this bag, though.
No, I need that shit back right the fuck now.
Mec, come on, man.
You know I wouldn't--I wouldn't take anything from you.
Fine.
Do it this way.
Hmm.
Your access is off. All exits are sealed.
You're here until I get back.
Cane.
Mecca knows I stole his shit.
He knows we took the product.
Fuck, can you get somewhere safe?
Nah, it's too late. He got me locked in his spot.
And if I leave, he's gonna hunt me down,
then come for y'all too, and I cannot let that happen.
A'ight? I gotta do this on my own.
What? Don't be stupid. Send me the address.
Ma, no. Listen. All right?
This way, he leave y'all alone, okay?
I just wanted to say, um, goodbye
and for you to tell Dru and Diana, okay?
Well, if he suspects you, why he didn't shoot you yet?
I don't know, I think he's gonna kill Tariq first
and then come for me.
So he left you in his home, by yourself,
with a phone.
Why?
Send me a photo of this Mecca guy.
You better warn Tariq.
Just be packed and ready, all right?
Shit. All right, Lauren, I gotta call you back.
Yo, 'Riq, what up?
Yo, B, I need you right now.
There's some crazy shit going on.
Yeah, bro, I got you.
All right, look, I need you to get Lauren
and take her outta town for me.
A'ight, she'll explain the rest to you later.
Yeah, bro, no prob.
Fuck! A'ight, thank you. I owe you, a'ight?
Look, she's at her parents' crib on Convent Avenue.
I'll let her know that you'll be there soon.
- Thank you again, bro. - Bet.
Thank you so much for picking me up, Brayden.
Anytime.
- It's Davis. - Yo.
You asked about Dante Spears?
- Yeah. - How the hell
did you run into this motherfucker?
Don't answer that. You want my advice?
I mean, that's why I called you.
Watch your ass.
He's one of the biggest informants on record, Tariq,
dangerous as fuck.
So well-protected, the feds sent him
out of the country to protect his ass.
Let me give you a few of his greatest hits.
You're not going to like the list.
Hey, man.
Tariq, right?
Where's my fucking bag, Tariq?
- Not here. - Hmm.
You are an ambitious little nigga, ain't you?
I'm just here protecting myself and my family.
Funny way to do it.
You see, I know a lot about you, man.
I know about your uncle, Tommy.
I know about your dad, Ghost.
Shit.
I even know what you did to that motherfucker.
So rat me out.
Ain't that what you do?
Ain't that what Dante Spears does?
I mean, I heard about you.
You ratted on some of the biggest heads in the game.
Arms dealers, cartel bosses, freedom fighters.
I mean, what can I say?
You're-you're like the GOAT of global snitching.
So you do wanna die.
You kill me, all this shit comes out.
Who else knows?
What, you scared about what Monet might think?
What do you want?
I want two million,
in one of them offshore accounts, under a fake name.
I know you could do that shit.
You think your ass is worth two fucking megs?
See, it's not even about me.
I'm sure you know how much niggas would pay to see
where the fuck Dante Spears is at.
Here are my terms.
I open your little account, whatever.
I make it flush.
But you, you get access after I have that bag.
I'll be in touch.
And you keep this on you at all fucking times.
You know what?
When I was still in the military, Tariq,
they used to send the most brutal of us to Georgia
to help maintain the security of the Western Hemisphere
and all that shit.
School of the Americas, it was called back then.
We trained paramilitaries. We trained soldiers.
Now, some of them believed in a cause, and some of them,
they were just for sale to the highest bidder, you know.
Now, the highest bidder at that time was a man named Lobos.
Yeah.
He took one look at me,
and he just knew I had a price.
And he was right.
You see, I sold him to the feds for my freedom, Tariq.
And he never found out it was me
because someone was gracious enough
to kill that motherfucker
before he had a chance to do that.
So do me a favor, man.
When you see your father in hell,
you tell him Dante said good looking out.
Where are we?
Oh, hey, um...
I just gotta pull over real quick.
Wait, this is where you wanna pull over?
Get out.
- I said get out! - What?
Get the fuck out!
Brayden, let's just talk about this, okay?
Did Tariq put you up to this?
This has nothing to do with Tariq.
Okay, but, Brayden, this isn't like you, okay?
I know you. This isn't you.
It's all I could get on short notice.
But you're gonna need more.
Oh, God.
You have to go completely off the grid.
Thank you.
Thank you so much, Brayden.
No credit cards, text messages, emails, nothing!
- Okay. - No phone calls, Lauren.
- Okay. - Not even to your parents.
Okay, I won't.
There's a bus station a mile up.
Get on the first one heading south and don't look back.
I promise you're not gonna regret it.
Fuck.
- Walk. - I'm leaving!
Brayden, tell her that I'm leaving!
I'm getting off the grid! I know what to do!
I know what to do.
Brayden!
Please.
Okay, you and Tariq, you guys can trust me.
Me and that boy trust a little bit differently.
Get the fuck in the car!
No, please. You do not wanna do this.
You're right. I don't.
You stupid motherfucker. After everything I did--
Put the gun down, Dante.
You know this nigga?
I like the name Mecca, by the way.
What the fuck you doing here?
Wait, Dante like Zeke's dad, Dante?
This is exactly what you wanted, isn't it?
Holding my son here, keeping him alive long enough
to come up with a master plan.
So you gonna tell him about yourself, or should I?
Wait, so you been playing me this whole fucking time?
To get to my mom?
To put us in a position where
we can't say no to his ass.
I knew he didn't steal my shit alone.
That was you too.
Nah, I ain't have shit to do with that.
Lorenzo set that up.
Which is why I'm here.
I'm ready to go. We're ready to go. With you.
But we have this one common enemy
that we gotta get rid of first.
Lorenzo.
So you gonna kill him.
And me, you, Zeke, and my three kids,
we're gonna get on that jet that you so in love with...
...and get the fuck outta here.
I can't leave behind no loose ends.
Mm.
- Cane, you down with this? - Yeah.
There's a lot of things you don't know
about my relationship with Lorenzo.
I'm with it.
Okay.
Yeah, let's make a fucking plan.
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♪ Hadn't left my house In a minute ♪
♪ Ain't invite you, I just Hoped that you'd visit ♪
♪ Made me sad When you didn't ♪
♪ See the smoke in the air I burned the bridges ♪
♪ Booked a flight, I had A one-way ticket to heaven ♪
♪ Then I came back To my senses ♪
♪ Get my shit together Don't know how to ♪
♪ Thinking about the day That I found you ♪
♪ Remember when I said I'm happier without you ♪
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♪ Said I'm all right ♪
♪ I'll be just fine But it's all lies ♪