03x01 - Good Times

[bunniefuu]

[Jackie]
Previously on Hightown...

For me, sobriety's been good.

I'm working with
State Police... moving on up.

Things are a little bit
different now.

I'm a free man.

[Renee] Jorge, welcome home.

Thanks for sucking
that cop's d*ck.

[Markson]
You fraternized with a CI.

[Smith] You're suspended.

I'm not cut out for this normal
life... f*cking k*lling me.

Will you be using
the New York connect?

Supply is my responsibility.

- Partners?
- Partners.

Welcome
to Emerald City, brother.

[Janelle] I'm Janelle,
your physical therapist.

- [g*nsh*t]
- You f*cking sh*t me!

He needs to disappear
like he never f*cking existed.

Jorge's dead.

- What?
- [Frankie] This is his go bag.

He would never leave without it.

[Renee] I need you.

Charmaine's in New York
right now re-upping.

How the f*ck do you know that?

- Renee told me.
- [Alan] We got Charmaine.

[handcuffs click]

I want my job back.
I can bring you Frankie Cuevas.

[Smith] As soon as the paper
clears, you're back.

I'm setting up
on the New York connect.

I'm coming back
as sergeant, Alan,

and you're going to Body Side.

Homicide, this is Saintille.

He heard a rumor Jamaican
cleaning ladies buried a body.

Jorge underestimated her
and look what happened to him.

Even I didn't see that coming.

Is there anything you need
to tell me right now?

I'm pregnant.

[guard] Your bail's been paid.

[Ralphie] So you ready
to meet my uncle?

King of New York?

[blade plunges]

Osito said "what's up"!
[grunts]

I need a bathroom.

Stop! Stop, Charmaine!

They've been searching
the woods and nothing.

There's going to be
an investigation.

- She has impulse issues.
- f*ck...

I will be requesting
a new partner.

[bartender]
You deserve a drink.

I f*cked everything up! f*ck!

I ain't gonna sell nothing
to a cop.

Just let me in.

Come on in, Officer.

[The Textones' "Vacation"
playing]

♪ I thought a lot of things
About you ♪

♪ I stayed awake
Just thinking about you ♪

♪ But now I'm away ♪

♪ You had to stay ♪

♪ Tomorrow's a day of mine ♪

♪ That you won't be in ♪

♪ I tried to say
I was just having fun ♪

♪ But I really knew
That you were the one ♪

♪ And now that I'm gone ♪

♪ I see I was wrong ♪

♪ I should have known
All along ♪

♪ That time would tell ♪

♪ A week without you ♪

♪ I should forget ♪

♪ Two weeks without you ♪

♪ And I'm still thinking about
The things that you said ♪

♪ Vacation
Just another love-in ♪

♪ Vacation
I hope you love me ♪

♪ Vacation
Would you think of me? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I think I'll leave
Without saying goodbye ♪

♪ I think that you know
The reason why ♪

♪ What if I was to stay? ♪

♪ Would things turn out
Some other way? ♪

♪ I'll never know anyway ♪

♪ ♪

[soft music playing]

♪ ♪

[birds chirping]

[boy] Race you in!

[girl] Mom and Dad said
don't go swimming

before they wake up.

- I don't care. I'm going in.
- Wait for me!

[screams]

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

[dramatic music playing]

We should get Dad.

[girl]
I think we should go look.

♪ ♪

[boy] Don't. Don't do that.

Don't do that!

[screams]

What the f*ck?

Ugh. Where am I?

The beach.

[boy] By the Seven Seas Motel.

You guys seen my-my phone
or wallet anywhere?

Uh-uh.

[Jackie] All right.

[grunts]

Have a good one.

Stay cool.

[rapper] ♪ Go berserk ♪

♪ Watch these b*tches work
Watch these b*tches work ♪

♪ Money fallin'
From the ceiling ♪

♪ To the dirt, to the dirt ♪

♪ She was tunrt down
So she popped her a Perc'... ♪

Nah, bro. Nah, nah, nah, nah.

You get better p*ssy
in the majors but not more.

There's mad hos in the Triple-A.

- Where is this chick?
- I don't know.

She's all over the f*cking place

till I actually want to see her.

[rapper] ♪ Threw some Franklins
Then direct her like Kirk ♪

[person] Look. There.

[rapper] ♪ She got double Ds
She got double Ds ♪

♪ And she f*ck
With Duke Deuce ♪

♪ Them double Ds, double Ds ♪

♪ I f*ck with stripper hos
And they f*ck with me ♪

♪ And they f*ck with me ♪

[person] Yo.

Come here.

Now, what you boys want?

[Lil Sal grunts] Hey! Help!

Missy! Help!

- f*ck.
- [Lil Sal] Hurry, Missy!

Missy!

- She's getting away!
- I f*cking know.

[Lil Sal] Missy, let me in!

Go, go, go, go!

- sh*t.
- Go, go, go, go!

[tires squeal]

[dramatic music playing]

♪ ♪

[thumping]

[grunting]

- [glass shatters]
- sh*t.

[bottles clattering, shattering]

[The Regrettes'
"Dress Up" playing]

♪ You want to go ♪

♪ But think
You should stay here ♪

♪ Can't touch my toes
But I can be a savior ♪

♪ I know
That it's been said before ♪

♪ But I'll say it again
Louder, for sure ♪

♪ I made a promise
I might've messed up ♪

♪ I said I'd be there
But I'll play dress-up ♪

♪ I know if you just hold
My hand ♪

♪ Then you'll understand ♪

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

[device beeping]

♪ 'Cause all I wanted
Was your voice ♪

[Jackie]
Have you seen my car, Bunny?

Oh, honey.

Oh, wait.

Actually, you think
you could call me a Lyft?

♪ And we know ♪

♪ You want to let go ♪

[Smith] After we arrested
Charmaine Grasa

back in December,

we were able to pull tolls
from her cell phone.

You mean after you arrested
Charmaine Grasa

but then before you lost her
a few days later.

[Smith] Yes, Major Markson.

As I was saying,
phone records identified

Ralphie Patsis
as her New York connect.

We believe Ralphie
is also supplying

to Emmanuel Delgado, AKA Osito.

But the real target is
Ralphie's uncle, George Patsis.

Can we please fast-forward
to the good part?

I just want to know
when I can make arrests.

Oh, we're close, sir.
We're right there.

How close?

Well, it's a federal case,
so it's not only our call,

but we've partnered
with the A*F,

and the IRS wants in now.

- [Markson] Yeah?
- This assh*le...

he's bringing in dozens
of containers

from China every month.

On paper he makes 85G,

but his house is worth
$6 million.

So, you know,
go f*cking figure, right?

So we're close, Major.

All right. Carry on.

[Markson] Let's start
having these briefings weekly

from now on, huh?

Yes, sir.

Agent Quinones.

Thank you for joining us.

- Sorry.
- Get the f*ck to work.

You got your job back, Sergeant.

Do it.

[snaps fingers] Close the door.

I'm gonna ask you
one question right now.

Are you f*cking serious, Jackie?

I know. I'm sorry.

You're gonna be late for
your first day off desk duty?

During a debrief with the Major?

It won't happen again.
I promise.

It's just... my car was stolen.

[sighs]

What? In P-Town?

- For real?
- Yeah. I mean, I think so.

You think so?
You think your car was stolen?

Or did you forget
where you parked it?

Really, dude?

I get pee tested, like,
every other day.

If I was partying,

you would literally be
the first person to know.

I had to ask.

Okay, want me to start over?
I'm gonna start over.

Welcome back to the field,
Agent Quinones.

You are off desk purgatory,

and I absolve you of your sins,
my child.

Poof. [snaps fingers]

See? It's good.

Yeah, I won't let
you down, boss.

Anything new on the search
for Charmaine?

[Ray] U.S. Marshals
aren't gonna find her

unless she does
something stupid.

Yeah, she won't. f*ck.

So, like, what do you got
me doing for work today?

I need you to go up to Boston
to deliver a subpoena.

Cool, cool.

sh*t.

No car.

I'll pull a trooper
off the road for you.

f*cking Driving Miss Daisy
over here.

Thanks.

[rapper] ♪ I been getting money
In the trap house, hustlin' ♪

♪ If you want to get it, you
Can get it, no discussion ♪

♪ Playin' with my money... ♪

Now, you got to appreciate
that big V8 engine.

There's a reason
why police use this car.

I like it, but I got to run it
by my wife

before I pull the trigger.

Just don't forget to mention

it's got the highest
safety rating in its class.

[rapper]
♪ Mess around and I do ♪

Yeah.

[rapper]
♪ Loose lips sink ships ♪

♪ I ain't heard
What you said ♪

♪ Mask up, mask up ♪

♪ No, you can't see my face ♪

♪ Mask up, mask up ♪

[continues rapping indistinctly]

♪ ♪

[tools buzzing, phone beeps]

♪ ♪

[line trilling]

[Osito] Ralphie, what's up?

Nothing. What's up with you?

Gonna send somebody
down your way,

pick up those things
from the spot.

[Ralphie] Oh, yeah? What time?

- Eight o'clock.
- Okay, yeah.

[phone beeps]

[baby crying]

It's okay.
Just tell me what you want.

I will give you
anything you want.

Just tell me what it is.

- Okay?
- [baby wails]

It's okay. It's okay.

Does she want a bite
of my waffle?

No, she can't have
that yet, baby.

Put it down.
Go wash your hands, okay?

Shh, shh, shh.

It's okay. It's okay.

- It's okay.
- Oh, hey. How you doing?

- She won't stop crying.
- [door closes]

Okay, give her to me.

Give her to me. Give her to me.

- [Ray] Come here.
- [baby continues crying]

Oh.

Oh, Scarlet. Yeah.

Yeah, how's my little baby girl?

Yeah, how's... Oh.

[babbling]

- Huh?
- [baby cooing]

Oh, look at that.

Who's got the magic touch, huh?

- Hey, how are your nipples?
- Horrible.

All right, well, I got you
that cream you asked for.

[bag rustling]

Want me to rub it in there
for you?

Yeah. No.

No sex for six weeks.

Besides, I am disgusting, so...

- No.
- [Renee] Mm-hmm.

No, you're my beautiful baby.

Mm.

- [Ray] Hmm. How's that?
- Mmm.

- So amazing.
- [Ray] Yeah?

- Yeah.
- [phone ringing]

Oh, right there.

Mmm.

[Renee] No. No, don't stop.

Got to go, baby. I'm sorry.

- No.
- I'm sorry, baby.

No, you-you just got here.

Yeah, I-I know, but it's work.

- [Renee] No.
- It's work.

No, I've barely left the house
in a month.

I miss you.

Okay, I miss talking
to grown-ups.

What about that
mom support group thing?

- Mm.
- You know, you could go there.

You could make some new friends.

What do I have to talk about
with a bunch of housewives?

I don't know.

I mean, aren't you
a housewife now?

Bye, Scarlet. Bye.

[door opens, closes]

[baby crying]

[Natos y Waor's
"Chatarra" playing]

[rapper] ♪ Yo, yo ♪

[rapping in Spanish]

♪ ♪

[Vernon] Well, I heard

this m*therf*cker got
a sh*t bag now.

♪ ♪

You got something to say?

♪ ♪

I said...

...I heard you got
a sh*t bag now.

[groans]

[dramatic music playing]

♪ ♪

Just get the f*ck
out of my face, pendejo.

Yo, I was gonna finish
this m*therf*cker off.

But I dead-ass feel sorry
for this n*gga.

[guard] You two know
the rules... 30 feet apart.

No stress.

I was just saying hey.
[smooches]

♪ ♪

[guard]
Move it along, sh*t bag.

[groans]

♪ ♪

[Shaw] Seems our m*rder case
against Frankie rests

entirely upon the testimony
of Ramon Sanchez, AKA Chuleta?

Is that all the Homicide Unit
has come up with?

Well, Chuleta was present
during the m*rder of Chin

and dug graves
for Chin and Houston.

He's a strong witness.

Well, what does he say about
the m*rder of Jorge Cuevas?

Well, he says he has
no knowledge of it.

- [sighs]
- But it's not like Frankie

would run around bragging
about k*lling his cousin.

Give me one reason not
to withdraw the Jorge charges.

I'll give you two.

Chanise Bailly
and Carmina Watson,

both of Jamaica.

I got a tip
that they helped bury Jorge,

presumably on the order
of Frankie.

But they disappeared
back to Jamaica right after.

And thus far,
the Jamaican authorities

have been unable to find them.

But maybe if
the District Attorney's Office

could, you know,
put some pressure

on the State Department,
we could...

I'd prefer to find a witness

within the continental
United States.

Keep looking, Saintille.

[phone vibrates]

[Alan] Oh, boy.

♪ ♪

[camera beeping,
shutter clicking]

♪ ♪

f*ck me.

[officer speaking indistinctly]

Lil Sal.

We're her first
possession charge, right?

Remember that? We popped her
in front of her mother's house.

f*ck you doing here?

What?
First m*rder in six months...

I wouldn't miss it
for the world.

First m*rder?

I've been going to, like,
three overdoses a week,

thanks to these knockoff pills
going around.

They're pressing meth
that look like Adderall, huh?

- Fentanyls look like Xannies.
- Hey, I know.

I know. I'm working on it.

This New York case
is a bitch, all right?

Hmm.

So you gonna call
your boy Osito about this?

My boy? What the f*ck you mean?

I just mean you're the one
who cut him the deal, right?

Putting your boy Frankie away,

who was only out
because of your ass.

Who the f*ck are you...

Can you put your f*cking dicks
away for five minutes?

Show a little respect
for the deceased, huh?

[camera beeps, shutter clicking]

- Just talking about the case.
- [Calhoun] And?

Well, Lil Sal here
is an independent contractor.

So she's in Frawley territory.

I'd look at Owen Frawley.

[Calhoun] Who the f*ck's
Owen Frawley?

Up-and-coming dealer.
Osito supplies for him.

Shane Frawley's nephew.

Shane Frawley? From Southie?

Not just of Southie.

Got 30 different businesses
across the state.

Just bought that Go-Kart place
out on 28.

We think his nephew is behind
all the pressings going around.

Sounds like an avenue
of investigation to me.

Miller's up.

You take second lead, all right?

Good luck with that.

f*ck.

♪ ♪

[car door opens, closes]

[Osito] You looking
for anything in particular?

We got a sweet warranty
on all our certified pre-owned.

Hey, look at you.

You're looking nice, spiffy.

Uh, Lil Sal Rangold
turned up dead.

Any idea who might have did it?

Sal who?

Maybe it's that,
uh, Frawley kid, Owen.

Never heard of him.

You never heard of the guy

who's pressing your dope
into fake pills?

No, but that sounds f*cked up.

Well, I tell you what,

I might have something
you want to talk about.

Frankie's trial is coming up.

Thinking we got a common
interest... keeping him inside.

So you got, um, any information
on the m*rder of Jorge Cuevas?

Doesn't matter.
I ain't a snitch.

Bullshit.

You're the reason why Frankie
got arrested the last time.

Nah. I got no problem
with the man.

Really?

Is that why your cellmate
stuck metal in his gut?

Prison makes you do
crazy things.

Good thing I got out.

You got out on bail.

And bail is not out.

Still got a trial hanging
over your head.

Hey, well, I got
the best lawyer money can buy.

My trial's pushed.

But you can't push it forever.

We'll see.

But right now I'm a free man.

So, unless you need a car,
I got nothing for you.

Talk soon.

[car door opens, closes,
engine turns over]

♪ ♪

What was that about?

Owen put some lead in old girl.

I'ma go see about it.

[hip-hop music playing]

[rapper] ♪ There I go
Can't slow down ♪

♪ Give me the crown
And I'm ten toes down ♪

♪ Ain't nothin' funny
I'm not no clown ♪

[Red chuckles] She was all,

"Missy, Missy, let me in!"

And Missy was like,
"f*ck, no, bitch.

You about to get
your head hollowed in."

[Red] Yeah. [chuckles]

[Owen]
All right, man, I'm loose.

Bro, set me up.

- [clears throat]
- [Osito] Owen.

We need to talk.

About what?

Aah! Base hit.

f*ck.

About Lil Sal.

Who?

Ooh!

- Stand-up triple.
- That sh*t's not a good look.

I had a cop come see me.

Yeah, well, some greedy bitch

is selling on my block
and gets got,

she probably
had it coming, right?

And I told you
about those pressies.

That sh*t brings too much heat.

[Owen]
f*cking junkie's gonna do

what a f*cking junkie's
gonna do, man.

Who am I,
the Surgeon f*cking General?

- [bat clangs]
- Ohh!

- Over the Green Monster, bitch!
- [bat clatters]

Whoo!

Should have called
that one, kid.

Should have called that one.

[engines rumbling]

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

Well, to what do I owe
this pleasure?

Your nephew's bringing
some heat.

- Oh, yeah?
- [Osito] Yeah.

There was a m*rder.

Murders are bad for all of us.

And Owen don't listen.

He's a good kid, and he earns.

The boy needs limits.

Now, either you handle this,
or I will.

I never had kids...
not that I know of.

My only sister passed
a few years back.

- She's Owen's mom.
- So the f*ck what?

You want me to feel bad for you?

No, I want you to think twice
before threatening

my family again.

You hear me?

It's just business.

If he wants to keep
doing business with me,

he needs to chill out.

You want to keep getting
that good pack,

you need to make this right.

I'll speak to him.

[dramatic music playing]

♪ ♪

[buzzer blares]

[Frankie] So?

[Carlisle] So,
it's really Chuleta's testimony

that makes
your situation untenable.

Then we find Chuleta,
and we get...

Please, I'm begging you
not to finish that sentence.

However,
hypothetically speaking,

if you wanted
a more creative defense,

there are options.

But they cost money.

How much?

I'd say 100 grand would get you

just the right amount
of creativity.

I could get it done for five.

Payments need to be made
at the highest level.

It will take time.

Now, I can get
that process started

while you find the money.

But the state has frozen
your assets.

There's still Jorge's go bag.

I've been through the discovery
files... it doesn't exist.

It was at the club
the night I got arrested

with almost 300K in cash
and product.

So prove
those m*therf*ckers stole it

and get my case thrown out.

It takes a lot to surprise me

in regards
to police malfeasance.

But in this case,

I'd be very surprised
if they stole your money.

Well, if they didn't do it,
someone else did.

Who?

♪ ♪

That f*cking puta.

- [sighs]
- [baby coos]

Hi, I'm Renee,

and I love being a new mom.

I love being locked inside

with a baby

who is literally eating my body.

And I love not sleeping.

[baby coos]

I mean...

I would k*ll for my kids.
It's...

It's just Scarlet's dad
is never home.

Frankie Jr.'s dad is away...

like, forever.

And, I mean, it's not like
I miss my old life exactly.

It's just...

I don't know.

♪ ♪

[rapper] ♪ Money, p*ssy
Money, p*ssy ♪

♪ Money, p*ssy, money, p*ssy
Money, p*ssy ♪

♪ Honey p*ssy, honey p*ssy ♪

♪ Honey p*ssy ♪

♪ Honey p*ssy, honey p*ssy
Honey p*ssy ♪

♪ I got that honey... ♪

Renee?

Oh, my God.
What are you doing here?

Uh, I just, uh,
came for a quick visit.

I hope that's cool.

Yeah. Is this...

- Yeah.
- Baby Scarlet?

Oh, hi.

- Hi, baby Scarlet.
- [coos]

I've seen you on Insta,

but you're even cuter in person.

She's so perfect.

[coos]

[Renee] Yeah, it's, uh...

it's amazing.

Well, I hope so
because I'm having one, too.

- [chuckles]
- Oh, my God. Congrats.

Yeah, it happened really fast,
but I met this great guy.

We decided to go for it.

He's really different
from my ex.

That's amazing.
I'm really happy for you.

So are you the manager now?

Yeah. Yeah.

After everything went down
with-with Frankie and all that,

I was sort of
the last man standing.

That's great.

- [Donna] Thanks.
- Yeah.

So, like, can I get you
a Coke or something?

♪ ♪

Actually,
could you get me a job?

Really?

I mean, uh... [chuckles]

I-I didn't...

I didn't really mean
to say that, but, um...

but, yeah, I mean, I could...

I could be
your assistant manager.

Oh. I-I already have one.

Okay, yeah, um...

But the thing is, um...

I need to get out of my house,

and I need to make my own money,

and I need to do something
for myself.

And-and this is...

this is the only real job
I've ever had, so, um...

I'll do anything.

[Lola] Excuse me,

but Taffy flushed one
of her big-ass tampons again,

and the toilet overflowed.

f*ck you, bitch.
How do you know it was me?

[Donna]
Okay. I'll deal with it.

My God.

Donna. Hey.

I could manage the girls.

You know, I-I know
how to handle stripper drama.

And-and I know
how to make a schedule, and...

You know, I could be
the house mom.

Please.

I need this.

I'm gonna tell you
what you told me.

This place sucks,
and it'll eat your soul.

But I f*cking hate
stripper drama, so...

welcome to Xavier's.

[both chuckle]

[suspenseful music playing]

♪ ♪

[sniffs]

[knock at door]

Hey, back from Boston.
You need anything?

No, no, you're good.
You can go.

Hey, uh,
the pee test lady's here.

Yeah, okay. Uh, cool.
Yeah, I'll go do that.

See you bright and early
tomorrow.

You know the drill, Agent.

Yep. Thanks.

[dramatic music playing]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

[exhales sharply]

♪ ♪

[toilet flushes]

♪ ♪

Okay, you're good.

Have a good night.

[Jackie] Yo, Ron.

Yo, Ron!

Oh, wassup?

- [laughs]
- [Jackie] Yeah, so, like,

I was wonderin',
did we hang out last night?

We did, right?

'Cause I can't find my car
or my phone...

[chuckles] ...or anything.

Jackie, I haven't seen you
since Friday.

Jesus Christ, this is
the last thing you remember?

No, no, no, no, no.

It's just-it's just
a little fuzzy.

Uh, I remember we were hanging
out at Camp Dune.

Yeah, and then you wanted
to score coke off some guy,

and you wanted me to drive you.

That's when
I got the hell out of there.

You should've
f*ckin' driven me, then.

I wouldn't be in this sh*t.

Well, we're here now.

Let's go get a drink.

We can invite Ed.

You know, he really misses you.

No, no Ed. I cannot deal
with him right now.

But I do need a ride.

[bell dings]

[person] Can I help you?

Oh, Jesus.

- What? You know me?
- She can't remember sh*t.

It's a two-day blackout.
[laughs]

I'm just trying to find my car.
[sighs]

You got any information
about that or...?

I mean, I don't even know
when I was here.

You and the other girl
checked in Saturday.

What girl?

You know, your lady friend.

You got a picture or something?

Yeah, actually.

Zeke on day shift,
uh, he knows all about editing,

so he made a...
what do you call it?

a supercut.

I've been showing it around.

[Jackie]
We need to get f*cked up!

[upbeat dance music playing]

Mm, there's you guys
checking in.

♪ ♪

[laughing] "I'm with stupid."

Shut up.

We got a bunch of f*ckin'
noise complaints that day.

Sorry.

[moaning]

[Jackie] Oh, okay.
All right, thank you.

I think we got it.
Stop playing.

[laughs]

Look, do you know
who the girl is?

Nope, you checked in
under your name.

Well, did I drive my car here?
Did she take it?

I just need
to know what happened.

Do you think I sit around
taking notes?

But the maid did find
this stuff in your room.

Thank you. f*ck, thank you.

Thank you, Ronda.

Thank you.

[Ron] Good on you.

[Jackie] Oh, sh*t.

[Ron] Oh, dude, she's hot.

- [laughs]
- Man, that's not the point.

f*ck, why does this sh*t
always happen to me?

Yeah, I got no idea.

It must be one
of life's great mysteries, huh?

♪ ♪

Hey, all right.

Okay. You're okay.

Come on, let me buy you a drink.

I mean, did I think I was gonna
find somebody

- like you on Love Island?
- [door opens]

Mm-mm. No, I didn't.

- [person] No, I feel the...
- [door closes]

- ...same way. It's like...
- [Ray] Hey.

[Renee] Hey.

[whispering] Where's everybody?

It's a miracle.

They're both asleep
at the same time.

- [pats couch]
- Come watch Love Island.

[Ray groans softly]

What, um, what happened
at the mom group thing?

It was good.

Yeah, the, um, leader girl

said that me time
is really important,

so I asked my mom
to watch the baby

for a few hours tomorrow...

if that's okay.

[serious music playing]

Yeah, of course it is.

Hey, I just want you
to be happy.

Okay?

♪ ♪

[soft romantic music playing]

So how was work today, Janelle?

You break some poor dude's
spirit in the PT room?

I don't break people.
I strengthen them.

Mm, is that what you did to me?

Among other things.

[giggles]

♪ ♪

This is nice.

Yeah.

[phone vibrates]

Hey, I'm... I'm sorry.

I got to take this.

Real quick.

[phone continues vibrating]

[Osito] Yo, what's up?

Hey, man.
Can you tell your runner

I'ma be late 30 minutes?

And you still got to take her
to the other place?

Nah, nah.
I got the sh*t with me, bro.

What the f*ck?
You ridin' dirty?

Yeah, I had mad errands to run,

and I got to be in the city
by, like, nine now,

but it's just this one time.

It better be.

[line clicks]

- [phone clatters]
- sh*t.

[tires screeching]

[person groaning]

f*ck.

[siren wailing]

[dramatic music playing]

♪ ♪

[upbeat dance music playing]

[Ron] Dude, look at it this
way... you get so much p*ssy,

you can't even remember it all.

It's just not fun anymore.

What, p*ssy?

Everything.

My life, my job.

[Ron] What the f*ck happened?

On Friday, you were so stoked
to be getting off of desk duty.

No, I mean, I am, but...

ever since
we put Frankie away...

I don't have a white whale.

I mean, we got this big case
in New York,

but it's just not the same.

And putting Frankie away
didn't help.

I mean, the people that
he k*lled, they're still dead.

♪ ♪

I don't have a white whale.

I just got regular whales.

- [laughs]
- You're so stupid.

It's work.

That's why they pay you
to do it.

Well, sorry for wanting
to be inspired.

Also, since Leslie got
transferred...

[Ron] Transferred?

Didn't she get demoted
down to Highway Patrol

'cause the two of yous lost
that chick?

- [laughs]
- Jesus, man.

What, are you trying
to make me feel worse?

Oh, my God.

♪ ♪

Hey, where you going?

♪ ♪

Thank you.

Boom.

What is this?

Cyanide.

Can't listen
to you whine anymore.

[scoffs]

It's f*ckin' Molly.

What idiot sold you Molly?

You look like a f*cking narc.

Well, you literally are a narc,

and it's never stopped you,
so just f*cking take it.

♪ ♪

[person]
You guys, what the freak?

[phone ringing, vibrating]

Abruzzo.

Hey, this is
Detective Diaz, NYPD.

Just picked up a kid,
Ralphie Patsis,

for a hit-and-run.

When I ran him,
your name came up.

Thought you'd want to know,
we found three kilos

of heroin in his car.

Oh, no. [sniffs]

Um...

kick him loose.

What?

I got a lot riding on that kid.
I'll owe you one.

Get the f*ck out of here
with "I'll owe you one."

[laughs] You're lucky
I even called you.

- [line beeps]
- f*ck!

- What's happening?
- I got to go.

- What?
- I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, baby.
I got to go.

[tense music playing]

♪ ♪

[tires screech]

[knocking at door] Major?

♪ ♪

Come on.

[door opens]

- Abruzzo, what the f*ck?
- [Ray] I'm sorry.

- I tried calling.
- [door closes]

But listen, our entire case
is about to go down the drain

unless we make a decision
right now.

Yeah, a decision about what?

Ralphie Patsis just got picked
up with three kilos of dope.

The moment his uncle finds out
he's in custody,

he's gonna get spooked,

he's gonna blow up
the whole operation.

All right, so what do you want?

I want to go get him.

- Right now, tonight.
- [sighs]

I need an arrest warrant.

I need a warrant
to search his residence.

Listen, we already got him
on the tax stuff, okay?

And we can tie the three keys
from Ralphie to him.

We have other threads going.

If we can get in his residence,

we can find stuff
to tie everything together.

Yeah, that-that might work.
It might not.

You might just blow your wad
on a bad arrest

and then f*ck six months
of work.

But if we don't go,

we definitely f*ck six months
of work.

[sighs]

Major, I leave right now,
I'm there before sunrise.

Yeah, okay. Fine.

I'll call the AUSA,
get you a warrant.

[Ray] Thank you. Thank you.
I'm gonna alert the team.

[Monét X Change's "Beyoncé"
playing]

♪ ♪

[Monét]
♪ On top like a toupee, top ♪

♪ Might find me
A new bae, you ♪

♪ Give me lemons
Make Minute Maid, yum ♪

♪ Bitch, I'm Beyoncé ♪

♪ What that bitch say? ♪

♪ Bitch, I'm Beyoncé ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Bitch, I'm Beyoncé ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Bitch, I'm Beyoncé ♪

♪ ♪

[distorted] Oh, f*ck.

Oh, f*ck!

I got to go to New York
for work!

[distorted]
Jackie, you're rolling balls.

[laughing] I know!

I know, but something big's
going down,

and if I'm not there, I'm never
gonna hear the end of it.

Wait! You know what I need?
I need coke!

It'll keep me awake.

Yeah, that's
what you f*ckin' need.

Also... can I borrow your car?

Absolutely f*ckin' not.

[singer] ♪ I'm 37 ♪

♪ And so ashamed
of getting high ♪

You got this.
You got this, baby.

You got this.

[singer] ♪ Squad cars
screaming down the block ♪

[sniffs, laughs]

Whoo!

You got this!

Come on, baby! [laughs]

Bitch, you Beyoncé!

[singer]
♪ Nothing to believe in ♪

[tense music playing]

♪ ♪

[tires squeal]

♪ ♪

[officer speaks indistinctly]

♪ ♪

[officer]
Police, search warrant!

[officers yelling]

[officer] Get your hands up!

[suspenseful music playing]

♪ ♪

[heartbeat pounding]

♪ ♪

[clatter]

♪ ♪

Hands up!

Fucker!

Ray! Put your hands up,
m*therf*cker!

Put 'em up!

[officer]
Hands behind your back, now!

- [grunts]
- [officer 2] Down, down!

- [officer] Put your hands up!
- [officer 2] Down, now!

Stop resisting!

George Patsis,

I'm Sergeant Ray Abruzzo of
the Massachusetts State Police.

Did you say
f*ckin' Massachusetts?

Anything you say can
and will be used against you

- in the court of law, pal.
- [chuckles]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

[phone chimes,
tools whirring in the distance]

♪ ♪

f*ck!

♪ ♪

Early this morning,
the Mass State Police,

in conjunction
with the A*F and the IRS,

ex*cuted a search warrant
at the home

of Mr. George Patsis
of New York.

Yeah, that's
Mass State Police, bitch.

[laughs] Suck it, DEA.

We believe
that Mr. Patsis was the head

of one of the largest fentanyl
and carfentanyl rings

in the country, and we'd like
to thank our partners...

Hey, hey, this guy
was in his tighty-whities

in the laundry room trying
to destroy an encrypted laptop.

We got him.
We got all his China sh*t.

- We got you, m*therf*cker!
- f*ck you.

- Got you, m*therf*cker.
- [officer] Yeah!

A word, Sergeant?

[laughs]

[tense music playing]

♪ ♪

[door closes]

♪ ♪

Look, I know
what you're gonna say.

I broke the chain of command.

And I got impulse issues.

[Smith] No.

I was gonna say
you're a toxic assh*le

who thinks
your sh*t don't stink.

- [chuckles] Okay.
- But who cares what I think.

You got us a win, and now
the colonel has got a twinkle

in his eye for Ray Abruzzo.

♪ ♪

He wants us to head up another
long-range case with the Feds,

and our special agent in charge
over at A*F

has someone he wants to use
as an undercover.

All right, who's the target?

That's up to us, but I was
thinking Emmanuel Delgado.

Yeah, but Osito...
he's smart and paranoid,

so I wouldn't recommend
going directly at him.

What about Shane Frawley?

I did hear
he was on the Cape now.

And his nephew Owen's
in the drug game.

I mean, that...

that's your back door to Osito.

Come up with an ops plan.

I'll have the undercover
come in.

♪ ♪

[guard]
Cuevas, you got a visitor.

[buzzer blares]

♪ ♪

[lock clicks]

♪ ♪

You're disappointed...

because I don't look
like my pictures... I knew it.

I'm ecstatic because you look
exactly like your pictures.

[Rachel sighs with relief]

I can't believe
you finally called me.

I've dreamt about this

since the first time I saw
your picture in the paper.

[chuckles]

Then it must be you
who's disappointed.

Seeing me in here,
dressed like this.

No, not at all.

You're perfect.

[both chuckle]

So, um, I'm a little nervous.

[giggles]

What would you like
to talk about?

♪ ♪

Show me your tits.

What?

[Frankie] You heard me.

No, don't look at them.

Look at me.

♪ ♪

[exhaling shakily] Oh, my God.

I've-I've never done
anything like that.

- [laughs]
- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

I didn't tell you to speak.

♪ ♪

I want you to touch your p*ssy.

♪ ♪

[Rachel groans softly,
breathing shakily]

♪ ♪

Oh. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

[shudders]

♪ ♪

[Frankie]
You're a good girl, Rachel.

[Rachel gasps softly]

[guard] Hey! No contact.

♪ ♪

Soon I'm going to ask you
to do some things for me.

Is that okay?

[breathlessly] Yeah.

[chuckles softly]

Tricia?

Hi, it's Renee.

Yeah, I know it's been forever.

Um, anyway, uh,

I was hoping you could fit me
in for a quick blowout?

Okay.

Oh, my God, thank you.

Okay, I'll just throw on
some clothes,

and I'll be there in 20.

Okay, thanks.

[ominous music playing]

Thank you, Jorge.

♪ ♪

[dreamlike music playing]

♪ ♪

sh*t's all f*cked up.

We only got about two days
of product left.

We need to find a new plug fast.

That won't be easy.

That's why they call it work.

[snickers]

[dramatic music playing]

- Hey.
- [Ray] Hey.

They found my car in Fall Brook.

Jesus, that place is a sh*thole.

I know, right?

Couldn't they have dumped it
somewhere on the Cape at least?

Uh, you mind if I take off?

Nah, not at all.
Get out of here.

Quinones,
come back for a second.

That was
a really good job today.

Thanks.

Sergeant Abruzzo.

- Yeah?
- I'm Sarah Keegan.

I was assigned to the unit
on a UC case.

I was told to report to you.

Yep.

Sit down.

So...

you ever worked
undercover before?

I just got out of the academy.

Graduated in June.

Yeah, you're young.

And, uh, I was expecting someone

with a little more experience.

You should know my uncle
is the SAC over at A*F.

He called Lieutenant Smith
to have me placed.

You know,
that's like my boss's boss

on this investigation.

That's... that's good to know.

I know it's weird, but, look,
I graduated top of my class.

I've been around cops
my whole life, and...

for what it's worth,
I'm gonna be awesome at this.

I'm sure you are.

Do you want to start tomorrow?
Great.

And I don't know
if you know this,

but we just made a major arrest
this morning down in New York.

I did my homework.

I know all about you,
Sergeant Abruzzo.

Oh, okay. Good.

That's good. Um...

welcome to the team.

Amazing. So excited.

[contemplative music playing]

♪ ♪

[car door closes]

[Jackie] I'm Agent Quinones.

You called me about the car.

[officer] It's here,
but I got to warn you,

she was rode hard
and put away wet.

[Jackie] f*ck me.

[groans]

[can clinking]

[sighs deeply]

[dramatic music playing]

f*ck me.

♪ ♪

Way I figure, some crackhead
probably lived in here

till they ran out of gas.

You better check
you have enough to get home.

♪ ♪

[engine grinding]

Nope.

I got a can in my trunk
for emergencies.

- Let me grab it.
- Thanks.

♪ ♪

Jesus.

♪ ♪

Ugh, come on.

♪ ♪

[officer] Here you go.

This ought to do ya.

[Amyl and the Sniffers'
"Choices" playing]

[singer]
♪ I can make my own choices ♪

♪ Brrah! Stuff ya ♪

♪ Every decision
Every consequent sin ♪

♪ My choice is my own
My voice is my own ♪

♪ Opinion is my own ♪

♪ I own it, I own it ♪

♪ I don't want
Unsolicited advice ♪

♪ I might succeed
I might get in strife ♪

♪ But my choice is my own ♪

♪ My voice is my own
My life is my own ♪

♪ I own it, I own it ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I can make my own choices ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I ignore all the voices ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Life has layers
It's lawless ♪

♪ Ah, stuff ya ♪

♪ And you should never try
And stop me do me ♪

♪ And I would never do
The same to you ♪

♪ You're disrespecting me
With your opinion ♪

♪ The choices you make
Are limiting ♪

♪ And do my actions
Really make you feel sick? ♪

♪ Can you not handle
All the consequences? ♪

♪ My choice is my own
My voice, my own ♪

♪ My body, my own
I own it, I own it ♪

♪ To be explicitly
Exclusively mine ♪

♪ My voice is ♪

♪ My own ♪

♪ My voice is ♪

♪ I own 'em, I own 'em,
I own 'em, I own 'em ♪