01x04 - Delicate Boys

[bunniefuu]

It's 2:00 a.m. in Philly.

It's the kind of winter night

where the air is crisp

and the streets are dead quiet.

I was waiting for a cheesesteak

at Pat's.

The guy behind the window,

he's working steaks on the grill

like he's been doing

since he was a baby,

a maestro like that

kid Brad Cooper.

There I am.

I'm watching this,

and it hits me.

The cheesesteak is Philly.

The ingredients may seem

run-of-the-mill,

your steak, your cheese,

your onions,

mushrooms if you're a p*ssy.

But it's the way you bring

it all together that matters,

something greater than

the sum of its parts.

The thing of it is if you try

to change one thing

in that formula,

you ruin the whole thing.

Same with our city,

same with our business.

In other words, it's gonna be

very hard to digest,

and some people die

of indigestion.

[person gagging]

[R&B Soul music playing]

[funky upbeat music playing]

[g*nshots]

[b*llet shells clinking]

sh*t! f*ck!

So we're missing a few kilos

of uncut cocaine.

Can't we just like,

I don't know,

get some more?

I thought drugs were

your specialty?

They are, and when I lose mine,

I call my guy,

and he gives me

a five-hour window.

Will you stop talking?

[whispers] How pissed

do you think Chickie is?

On a scale of hospital stays?

One month.

Okay, well, maybe it's

not that bad.

Maybe he picked it

up early for us,

like a kind neighbor does

with Amazon packages?

This isn't a 12-pack of socks.

It's a pallet of ill*gal drugs.

[upbeat music playing]

[Nick] Mr. Lozano

will see you now.

Game time.

Okay, okay, okay.

When you go see this guy,

just don't, uh,

say anything stupid.

-Okay?

-Okay, got it.

Actually Mm-mm-mm.

Don't talk at all.

-Cool.

-[Mir Dar] Yeah.

Chup. Hmm?

-[Raj Dar] Hmm?

-[Lucky] Mm.

-Mm.

-Hmm.

It shows up in my city,

on my dock.

It sits there unclaimed

and somehow it's yours?

Remember, it's your privilege

that I allow you

to do business in Philadelphia.

Alright, who's the boss?

-They are.

-[Mir] Uh

Th-these are Baba's sons.

This Is Mir and Raj Dar.

They completely took over

the business after Baba died.

I liked your father.

Giant ba*ls.

But how come I never met

you guys till now?

What, did you not inherit

your father's ba*ls?

-Um, uh, permission to speak

-[Lucky] No.

Mr. Lasagna?

We do have our father's ba*ls,

we both do.

He just hadn't brought us

into the business yet

for our own safety.

You're soft?

-No.

-[Mir sighs]

Your permission

to sell cocaine

in the greater Philadelphia area

is hereby revoked.

-What?

-Oh no.

[tense music playing]

With all due respect, Chickie,

we need at least a chance

to try and unload

this shipment.

The only money we have

is in that pallet,

along with your vig.

Feels like a you problem.

We just need a little more time.

Um, Mir, beg.

Please, Mr. Lozano,

please give us a chance.

We-we'll do whatever

we have to do.

This has been a very weird

time for us, okay?

I-I've been to business school.

Between us,

I know how business works,

and my brother,

he's kind of a dumbass.

Okay? But, but he means well.

I know, I know we're

new at this,

but we can do a good job, okay?

For, for our Baba.

If you really loved him

as much as you say you do,

and if you just give us

this one opportunity,

we'll all be making

so much money

Okay, I'll give you 24 hours

to f*cking move that sh*t,

get me my money.

Otherwise, I'll hunt you

all down and k*ll you.

Thank you, Chickie.

Boys. Your compassion

knows no bounds.

-Get the pallet.

-[Chickie Lozano] Oh, hey, hey! Yo!

I need some collateral.

The human kind.

Ooh! All in favor of Ahmad.

-[Mir/Raj] Hanjee!

-What the f*ck?

I had the votes.

Thank you.

[upbeat dance music playing]

-[Lucky] Get in through the

-[Raj] Okay. Alright.

Are you Get, get in

[Raj] So angry.

Can you just carry more

than one f*cking box?

-Hello?

-[Mir screams]

Bushra!

[Bushra] You should really lock

the door if no one is working.

Thank you so much

for the tip, Bushra,

but Mir is very busy.

I'll be right there, please.

[grunts] Five minutes, let's go.

-[Raj] Bye, Bushra.

-You look great.

Is this one of your

pharma rep outfits?

Yes, it is, Mir.

I'm a working woman again.

I don't know what our

life is anymore,

so I had no choice.

What does that mean?

Our wedding is

around the corner,

and you're running

around town with Raj

doing God knows what.

In the three seconds

that we do talk

before you hang up,

you don't tell me sh*t.

We used to do

everything together.

Now it feels like you don't

want me to be a part

of your life anymore.

I just

I can't explain.

So you're shutting me out again?

[sighs]

It's like you're not even here.

[dramatic music playing]

Take it.

[music stops]

It's obvious that's

what you want,

you just can't say it.

[tense music playing]

[Prairie] Okay.

Raj's Pluto is in

his fourth house,

which means crazy upheaval,

so maybe that's what

the FBI is picking up on.

You really think the FBI

tracks persons of interest

based off of

planetary movements?

-They should.

-Their father was a criminal,

and they are criminals.

Scorpio.

-That's beside the point.

-[Prairie] Mm-hmm.

[Chickie] Settle into your

new home for the day.

Sure you don't want some soup?

I'm intermittent fasting.

You know, I really

thought that you would be

the boss after Baba died.

In the old days, I'd have

been boss automatically,

because, you know

But nowadays, everything's

so f*cking bureaucratic.

You saw how they took

a vote to get rid of me?

They took a f*cking vote!

-[Chickie sighs]

-I can't say anything either.

I got kicked out of a deal

because I happened

to state some "facts"

about Indians.

I thought you were Indian?

No. [spits]

I'm Pakistani.

So you guys hate each other

even though you look

exactly alike?

Uh-oh.

Chickie's canceled.

[Chickie and Ahmed laughing]

Canceled.

[all laughing]

["Thank You" by Dido

softly playing on stereo]

My tea's gone cold

I'm wondering why ♪

I got out of bed at all ♪

-The morning rain clouds up my window ♪

-[Mir deeply sighs]

-And I can't see at all ♪

-[Raj] Hello?

You gonna blink or?

Baba loved Bushra.

He was really proud of you,

'cause she was way

out of your league.

He's gonna be so pissed

I let her go.

There is no time for heartbreak.

Ralph, the coke processor,

is here

and he needs hands now.

Just give me five more

minutes to mourn

the losing of the

love of my life,

and I'll get back to being

your little drug dealer.

We have 18 hours

to get the cocaine cut,

bagged, and out the door,

or we are all f*cked.

Whoa, toxic freaking workplace.

[Prairie] Hey, guys.

Mir, what's wrong?

Bushra broke off the engagement.

Oh, my God!

Oh, it's okay. I'm here to help.

[Lucky] [whispering]

What the f*ck is she doing here?

["Thank You" continues

softly playing]

[Prairie sighs]

You fix him, we have work to do.

[Raj] Thanks, Prair,

you're my angel.

["Fire" by

Lizzy Mercier Descloux playing]

Fire, I bid you to burn ♪

Raj, this is Ralph,

our expert cocaine processor.

More like a, a cocaine chef.

Ralph, this is Raj,

Baba's older son,

and he's here to help

The extra lazy one?

-[Lucky chuckles]

-Well

except for when

it comes to drugs.

Some would say

they're my passion.

[Lucky] Okay. We have

a sh*t ton of coke

to move by tomorrow morning.

-Chop-chop.

-Alright!

This is my famous recipe,

so don't f*ck it up.

-You got it.

-We take the pure cocaine from the pallet,

we cut it with 25% baking soda,

25% baby laxative,

and a dash of cardamom.

Pow.

That's how they know

it's from the chef.

-[Raj] Hmm.

-Then we re-bag the cut bricks,

place them in the Achar,

and they make their journey

out into the world.

I mean, with this mix,

the final product comes out

to barely half cocaine?

[Ralph chuckles]

-A mathlete.

-[Raj] Hmm.

Ah, that's correct.

-That's how we get more from each brick.

-Hmm.

I-I mean, I would never do

this shitty bargain blow,

and your boy's got

a season pass for the slopes.

-Bargain blow.

-Um

can we switch it up?

-Switch it up?

-That would be great.

Let's switch it up.

Yeah, make a new recipe,

I think it'd be fun.

[Ralph] Huh, okay.

So the thing is,

I'm a coke savant.

The Willy Wonka of white.

I was the Doogie Howser of Coke,

and I'm the Cocaine Chef.

So when I tell you

to do something,

you say, "Yes, Chef."

[snickers]

Yeah. [scoffs] No.

[tense music playing]

[Prairie] The tub is a womb,

and you, Mir,

you are both mother and child.

Okay?

[Prairie] A Return to Womb,

certified US trademark,

allows you to rebirth yourself

and come out anew.

Come on, tell me what's going on.

Be honest.

-My fiancée and I broke up.

-[Prairie] Mm-hmm.

I am poor.

My dad died.

That's what I'm saying,

you guys are just in turmoil.

What?

Nothing. Deep breaths.

-[calming music playing]

-[door slams]

[Lucky] What the hell?

Bath time is over.

Mir, you are coming with me.

Your brother

But I'm still in the womb.

If you pull me out now,

I will be premature.

-That's true.

-Too bad, very sad. Get up.

I really can't,

Lucky Auntie.

I got, like, a situation

going on downstairs.

Feelings make me grow.

-[Lucky] Mm Mm.

-[Mir exhales]

You're a little as*h*le,

aren't you?

What's next, cutting our coke

with Fentanyl?

Fentanyl? Fentanyl.

Fentanyl?!

-[Raj] What are you doing? What are Oh!

-How dare you?

Hey, hey, hey, hey,

what's happening?

-I quit.

-No! Ralph.

No, no, no, no, no.

Ralph, no.

-No, no, no. Let him go.

-[Ralph] This little furry punk

is trying to tell me

how to cook cocaine?

-Get out of here, go.

-[Lucky] No one is telling you

We respect you here.

[Ralph] I'm just gonna

carry it out like this.

-This guy's taking our furniture

-That's right!

I'm taking my table

that my wife got for me

at Costco!

-Ralph.

-Yeah, good luck.

-[Ralph grunting]

-[metal table clanking]

Oh no! Don't help me!

[Lucky] Ralph, we are running

out of time. Please!

This is a serious business.

Who the hell's that guy?

Hm!

The one competent employee

I could depend on,

and you made him quit.

How is this my fault?

If you weren't so busy

crying in the bathtub,

you'd be here to keep

Raj in check!

Take it easy on him, Auntie.

-The man just had his heart shattered.

-Yeah.

This is why your father

didn't want you in the business.

You're both as soft

as my ex-boyfriend

when he's not getting choked!

-Okay.

-[Raj] Everybody relax.

I've spent a lifetime doing

more rails than SEPTA.

I will lead our family

through this moment.

Raj is right.

I mean, I hate to say it, but

I trust him with this,

and literally nothing else.

That makes one of us.

Ralph!

Mir, let's get to work.

This was supposed to be my time.

And then Baba meets Lucky,

and suddenly

I'm the third wheel.

I'm gonna say it, she scares me.

Oh, she's a holy terror.

She left you here as collateral.

That's emasculating.

Just as a hypothetical

if I were to make a move,

would you support me?

[inhales sharply]

Well, you're not in a position

to make any moves

with just 14 hours left.

Right. So you're

still gonna k*ll me?

[upbeat percussion

music playing]

No.

Nick's gonna do it.

Right.

I don't know why you

let Bushra go, man.

Like, I think monogamy

equals death,

which is why Prairie

and I are obviously open,

but you and Bushra, man,

you're just so boring.

It's like you're meant

to only have sex

with each other

for the rest of your lives.

I'm bagging cocaine

in my underwear on the floor.

Okay, I can't bring

her into this life.

[Raj] I get it.

So

I spoke to Ralph,

and he's willing to come back

under one condition.

A bonus of $5,000.

We don't need him, we got this.

Look at us.

You know they cut cocaine

in underwear

in the movies so that

no one steals it.

Why would you steal

your own cocaine, you idiots?

We will take that into account

moving forward.

There is no moving forward

if we don't get this done.

Where the f*ck

am I gonna get five Gs from?

[suspenseful percussion

music playing]

Will this cover it?

Bro, you don't have to do that.

Go find a pawn shop.

[pawnbroker] Two carat stone,

18 carat white gold.

Oval with a halo.

This is just like

on my Pinterest.

You must have really

loved this girl.

I did.

I still do, but things change.

What did you do?

It's complicated.

You break her heart?

You cheat on this

beautiful girl?

Look at him, his hairline

is running away

because he knows what a coward

that he is attached to.

Look at this chin.

-What the f*ck?

-It is dishonest.

-What the f*ck?

-It slope down.

That's not good,

you need strong jaw.

Not weak like little baby man.

That's the chin of a cheater.

I didn't cheat, okay?

-She's better off without me.

-Galina knows.

Peepee that's scared,

go in like turtle.

He could not handle real woman.

Hey, my peepee's not scared.

-It's actually very brave.

-Easy.

Easy, man,

you got a good peepee.

Thanks. [clears throat]

I don't think you should

sell it, Mir.

You love Bushra.

It has to be done.

We need to get

Ralph back on board,

and Chickie off our backs.

Price is $5,000.

-That's a bargain.

-[Galina laughing]

Five-K?

Are we just saying things now?

I'm a princess. [laughs]

You think you're at Christie's,

peepee boy?

Look around you.

You are on pawn shop

south of Washington.

You want to know what

that smell is?

It's snakes.

If you want, I can hook you up.

People don't come here

unless they have to.

-Two-K.

-Yeah. Okay, Mir, come on, let's go.

This lady is crazy,

we're not selling this.

Okay, okay.

You drive a hard bargain.

Five-K, I get from safe.

We gotta do it.

It's time to move on.

Can I get you guys anything?

Bump?

[Lucky] My God.

Gorgeous spread, Jan.

-[Raj] Yeah, okay.

-That is not necessary.

Raj is just here to apologize.

You're okay with all

this drug stuff?

Honey, this snow pays

for my kids' braces

and this gorgeous home.

Plus, my Ralphie made it,

so I love it.

-[softly] Love you.

-[softly] I love you.

[normal]

Well, I am gonna go check

on the hash banana bread

I've been working on.

-[Ralph] Love you.

-[Janet] I love you more.

[Lucky] Cutest couple ever.

I love your love.

I used to love my love

with my fiancée,

but I had to sell her ring.

For a coke chef.

Perfect segue.

Ralph.

Here's your money,

along with our sincerest

apologies.

I only asked for that because

I figured you couldn't get it.

I'm not coming back to work

with this little d*uche.

Whoa.

[tense music playing]

[Lucky] Ralph,

please don't do this. Please.

You know that our lives

literally depend on this.

No, I'm out.

My craft is no longer

appreciated in this world.

[Janet] I appreciate you.

It is appreciated, right, Raj?

Uh, yeah, sure.

[whispering] Remember what

I said, meri jahn, grovel!

I [sighs]

Okay.

Listen. I flew off the handle,

okay?

But it's only because I care.

No disrespect, Ralph,

but the best cocaine

I ever had was in Miami.

Art Basel, 2014.

Me and my crew, we were

railing this sh*t

all night long.

Not hearing an apology.

We wrote a whole new

Spider-Man movie,

Spider-Woman.

An entire new Spider-Verse.

And it would've been

a massive hit,

but nobody wrote anything down.

That's what cocaine does,

it inspires.

So, if I have the opportunity

to make my own cocaine,

I'm gonna do it right.

[Lucky] Somewhat unconventional,

but a lovely and

heartfelt apology.

Thank you.

I was at that Art Basel.

So maybe you had this cocaine.

Okay, it was in a gold vial

with the letters MDR.

We called it "m*rder."

[suspenseful music playing]

That was no m*rder.

MDR stands for Muqtedar,

my real name.

I made that cocaine.

What? That's insane,

I mean

I tho I thought

your name was Ralph?

Me too.

I changed it to Ralph because

none of the dumb white kids

growing up could say Muqtedar.

[Lucky] [laughing] No.

-[Ralph laughing]

-Wait. You're MDR?

-f*ck yeah.

-[Raj] Oh, my God!

[laughing]

I'm in the company of greatness.

Oh, I got chills.

You guys feel that?

Well, this is so cool.

Meant to be.

So, are we good, Ralph?

Can we please get back to work?

We only have nine hours left.

Only if we do it

the way we used to.

This little d*uche is right,

I need to find my art again.

I lost it somewhere,

in between finding the

love of my life,

having two kids and a mortgage,

and you buy a Honda Odyssey

that requires

a lot of money because

the interest rates are so high.

No, see that

But I wanna find

the inner da Vinci again.

I want to make magic.

That means more coke

per Achar container,

and we are so deep in the hole

that there's no way

we can afford that.

Uh, no, absolutely no.

Mm-mm. Cannot afford it.

No. No. No. No.

-Mir, what do you think?

-Huh? [sniffles]

Um, it sounds like

a classic premium rebrand.

Higher margins, lower volume.

We could end up making

more money faster.

Yeah, the sad simp is right.

Whatever it takes to get

the show on the road.

-Let's do it!

-[Raj] Alright.

Dark DarCo is leveling up.

[Ralph] Janet!

I'm going back to work.

Is that okay?

I love you, rich or poor,

drug chef or not.

[Ralph] Oh, my sweet

I've made a huge mistake.

[hip-hop music playing]

[rapping]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

-We're back!

-Twenty minutes left, baby.

Could be a tad late and then,

whoops, no more Ahmad.

[hip-hop music continues]

-[music stops]

-[sighs]

I'll take one old Brown pain

in my a*s, please.

[Ahmad] Don't try to be so cute.

Always a pleasure, Chickie.

[Chickie exhales sharply]

They're not doing

anything ill*gal.

They're just going through

a lot of sh*t.

And I would know,

I'm very perceptive.

I cannot believe that

my entire career

is riding on this

piece of intel,

and I have picked

the worst mole of the century.

Are you okay?

I need this case

to go well so badly.

My boss is such an idiot.

-Oh.

-And it is such a f*cking boys club.

They never ask me out

to lunch or to drinks.

-Oh, my God.

-I know they go

-because they post about it.

-Oh, my God.

-It just, like, really hurts my feelings.

-Oh, my God, you poor baby.

-Let it out.

-[Mercer crying]

-I'm here for you.

-I'm

I'm fine.

This never happened,

just so you know.

Stop, stop looking at me.

-[Prairie] Okay.

-[sniffles]

[upbeat music playing]

-Hi.

-Hey.

What was so important

that I had to come here?

I need to show you something.

Come with me.

Whatever you need to tell me,

you can say here

and make it quick.

Please.

I need you to see this.

Okay.

[tense music playing]

What is this place, Mir?

This is where I live now.

Are you trying to say

you're a bachelor from the '70s?

No, this is Baba's old place.

I didn't want you to see

what my life is now.

I mean, I work in a deli,

I live above it, I'm poor.

I had to pawn off your

engagement ring.

You pawned my engagement ring?

[Mir stammers]

-[Bushra scoffs]

-No, no, no, no, no.

Hey, Bushra, please, please.

Please, Bushra, don't go.

-I love you.

-You're not acting like it, Mir.

I wanna give you the life

that you deserve, but I can't.

And you think I only

love rich Mir?

I mean, I like him better so

[lock rattling]

I didn't realize Bushra

was going to be here.

Lucky Auntie, read the room.

This isn't exactly

the best time.

I think it is.

-[Bushra gasps]

-[Mir] Is that

Will you take Mir back?

He is a good boy,

and he is doing his very best

under difficult circumstances,

and he really loves you.

I do.

Yes.

[Lucky laughing]

[Lucky] Mashallah.

[Bushra chuckles]

-This isn't my ring.

-It's a ring.

["Devils Rebels" by Ill Bill &

Vinnie Paz ft. Crypt The Warchild playing]

Ralph's doing a new formula

for the Dars.

80%. Our sh*t's barely at 50.

Oh, looks like those curry f*ck

think they're back in business.

[Big Pho laughing]

Not for long.

Not for long.

My grandmother

and my uncle in the jungle ♪

With a bundle

and the junkie gets the hunger ♪

When the humble

seen the rumbles in the big park ♪

Cats'll run up on you for a parka,

my projects was Clive Barker ♪

It was markers, monsters,

and conquerors ♪

Corner liquor store

robberies ♪

sh**t-outs in front

of my school constantly ♪

Kicking over displays in

the Milky Way, the filthy way ♪

around you catch

a buck-fifty in your face ♪

5714 Farragut ♪

Don't ever come around here

on no m*therf*cking ♪

Beat you in the face

with the ratchet, kid ♪

Leave you resting in peace

on some forever after ♪

We them Heavy Metal Kings,

let the hammers click ♪

Ready to handle

we talented homie ♪

Hand me that banana clip ♪

♪♪

This is books of blood ♪

Nothing surrounding me

but crooks and th*gs ♪

Drinking forties,

smoking wakata, cooking drugs ♪

My harder than liquor

that you would put in pubs ♪

I got Sierra ballistics

that you could put in plugs ♪

I put my hand on the Bible

lie to the judge ♪

I didn't even mean to be high

but I was ♪

♪♪

[song ends]

[fanfare playing]

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