02x02 - Selfless Acts

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Previously onGhost...

Yas!

I was trying to make breakfast.

Really, little girl?
I'm going back to sleep.

She been drinking again, Yas?

She's getting worse, 'Riq.

How can I fix this?

Besides working the steps,

stay away from him
as much as possible.

Professor Jabari
Reynolds from Stansfield.

- No.
- From your reaction,

it feels like there might be
something more between you.

In the past, there was.

- Not currently?
- No.

Back in
f*cking business.

All right, we'll park this
at my parents' country house

until we figure out a plan
to move all this product.

- The 12th District.
- Sweeney's seat?

That guy's
a Democratic legend.

No. Promise me when I bring
something back on Sweeney,

you'll bless
my taking his seat.

I got a plan for us
to get out of the life.

I'm telling Zeke to sign up
for the draft this year.

It's time for you to go pro.

- I just don't know if it's gonna be...
- Enough of this Carrie sh*t.

We got some
unfinished business.

- k*ll him.
- I don't got sh*t to prove

to you, huh?

But that's
who I m*therf*cking am.

Ain't nobody more vicious
or loyal than me.

Give me a sh*t.

We need to talk, okay?
I got us a new connect.

Ma, don't walk away. Ma.

My number's in here.

If anything happens, use it.

C'mon, Ma. Reach out.

This is
Detective Kevin Whitman.

NYPD. Who's this?

- sh*t.
- Did you get that?

The phone pinged at Stansfield.

That's where we focus
this investigation,

and that's where
we find Reynolds' k*ller.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ sh**t the ball or the strap
Learn to rap or to jack ♪

♪ f*ck 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 ♪

Take off your shirt.

Ma?

Trust me.

Ma!

Ma! Ma!

You need mommy?

It's too late to be
scared now, little n*gga.

Mommy gone.
You sent her away, remember?

Nah...

You supposed to be
on your man sh*t, right?

You know what you gotta do.

I can't leave you.

Grow the f*ck up.
Toss that sh*t.

I can't leave you.

No. Tariq, help.

NYPD. Open up.

Tariq St. Patrick,
go and grab your shoes.

We need to bring you
down to the station.

Station? For what?

You'll find out
when you get there.

These my two shits
right here, pendejos.

Which one you think
I should f*ck up first?

The f*ck you need the Internet
to tell you that for?

What, you never heard
of democracy?

Hey, yo, snap this sh*t.

f*ck outta here.
I'm out.

- You out?
- Yeah.

Where you going?
Who was that?

No one.

Simon. So glad you reached out.

Well, I have a small problem,

and I think you might
be the solution.

Actually, ditto.

What do you know about
Congressman Rick Sweeney?

I'd like to make a run
at his seat,

but I'm gonna need
some help with the DNC...

That's nice,
but I have another idea.

Stansfield is having a bit
of a publicity problem,

what with the recent murders
and all,

and you coming on
as an adjunct

could be a very good look
for all sides.

You know, I really think
that uh, my efforts...

No one is talking
about you, Rashad.

You need headlines,
and this is a great one.

Plus, what better place
to dig up

helpful dirt on Sweeney?

You know he's friends
with the Westons,

who built the other half
of Stansfield's Campus.

And your colleagues.

Do me a favor and look up

the Canonical Studies
Department.

Damn.

I really think
you'll enjoy the view

from the classroom, Rashad.

Oh, Simon.
You know me so well.

- Tariq.
- Yas.

What are you doing here?
What happened? Where's Grandma?

- Back there.
- Thanks, Justine.

Listen, I'm gonna try
and make it

less than a year
next time, okay?

- The f*ck are you doing here?
- Tariq. Hi.

Davis MacLean sent me.
We, uh, work together now.

Your grandmother
got a DWI tonight,

and Davis asked me to come down
and grease the wheels a bit.

Everyone's okay.
She just hit a parked car.

But she's gonna
be here a while.

Listen, I can... I can get you
a few minutes with her

while they process the case.

Thanks.

I'll be back, okay?
A few minutes.

Tariq, I-I-I wasn't drunk.

Big Mama, how could you do this
with Yasmine in the car?

I mean, don't you know what
could have happened to her?

It wasn't my fault.

Your sister was supposed
to have a sleepover.

I was supposed to have
the night off.

Grandma,
they are no nights off.

You're telling me!

I am 62 years old,
and I am tired.

Do you know
what I've been through?

First Raina, then your father,
now my daughter's gone.

Sometimes it gets
to be too much.

I should be allowed to have
a drink or two if I want.

You're right, Grandma.

You're right. I'm sorry, okay?

Sorry to interrupt,

but uh, Yasmine's getting ready
to leave for a foster home

- if you...
- Wait, what?

- Foster care?
- No, no, she's coming with me.

I understand
you wanting to do that,

but she's not allowed
to return to Estelle's

until after her
court appearance tomorrow,

and a college dorm isn't
acceptable accommodations.

I don't wanna go with her.

I wanna go with you, Tariq.

Listen, Yas, I know.
I know.

I wish you can,
but you can't right now.

No, please Tariq.
Let me come with you.

I'll be good. I promise.

Yasmin, listen,
you're always good.

All right?
That's not the problem.

It's just for the night,
though, okay?

Just go with the lady, Yas.

She's going
to a really good home.

I've known the family
for years.

I'm her family, all right?

Look, Yas, I'ma fix it, okay?

I promise. I promise.

Tariq.

Oswin Benjamin and Alex
Ervington's "Moving Different" plays...

♪ I got problems
I need answers ♪

♪ I've got some friendships
'Round me ♪

♪ Feel way more like cancers ♪

♪ Them same ones tell me
That I'm changing ♪

Hey, man, you need to quit it

with that ninja appearance sh*t
you be doing.

Or maybe you need
to be better aware

of your surroundings.

The last time I saw you,
you had a lot of questions.

Now it's my turn.

Who are you trying to impress?

The f*ck you talking about?

That stunt at the hangar?

I mean, sure, you proved
you could fight.

Whatever.

That was foolish, risky.

Only if you don't know
you'll win.

Been stamping out n*gg*s
like that my whole life.

Been trained for it.

Hmm. By who?

sh*t, who you think?

Been in the game
since before I was born.

My brother and sister too.

Yeah, where are they?

They around, but my moms, man,

she been thinking she been
running things for too long.

She be forgetting
how she got there.

Hmm.

And what about Lorenzo?

Your pops, he's in for life?

Damn, my guy.
You want a f*cking book report?

Yeah.

My mom's been trying
to get him out for a minute,

but my pop's not coming home.

Hmm.

As long as
she's feeling herself,

got to make it on my own.

Yeah, well, at some point,

we all gotta forge
our own path.

The most important thing is
knowing who your people are.

Blood, chosen family,

the only thing that matters
is who has got your back

when it's up against
the f*cking wall.

Facts. Gotta stay true
to the ones who got you there.

Mm-hmm.

I'ma give you a trial run.

Yo, what the f*ck
is he doing here?

You told him you were coming?

I didn't tell him sh*t.

I swear he must have
followed me here.

Ah, f*ck.

Yeah, send him up.

Oh, hell yeah.
This sh*t lit as f*ck.

Where y'all n*gg*s at?

We over here
on the 59th floor, baby...

Yo. Yo, yo, yo, yo.

Hey, man, put that sh*t down.

Why would you ever want
a public record

of every place
you've ever been?

Hmm?

Chef.

Hey, man,
I ain't mean no disrespect.

Yo, Mecca, we just here
to get your product

out in these streets,
you feel me?

What did I tell you

about being aware
of your surroundings?

You know, there is
a power vacuum in New York

right now
that I am trying to step into.

But I need a real organization
to do that.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

This street clown is
no good to me,

and neither are you
if you don't know

what company to keep.

I was wrong about you.

You're not ready for this sh*t.

Get the f*ck out.

Take this bitch and get
the f*ck out of my house.

Oh, God. God.

C'mon man.

Yo, why the f*ck
is Saxe working here?

Look, I understand
your hesitation,

given your history with him,

but Saxe brings
a certain skill set

that can help all the clients
at this firm, including you.

Ah. Good news.

I got Estelle a DAT.

On a DWI?
How'd you pull that off?

f*ck is DAT?

Desk appearance ticket.

That means instead of being
held in custody

waiting to see a judge,

she'll be sent home
until her hearing

at a future date.

Great work, Saxe.

I promise you, Tariq,

this is the best possible
outcome in this situation.

Yeah, not so big
on your promises, you know?

He's right. Tariq.

As much as I hate to say it,

even I couldn't have
pulled that off.

Oh, sometimes you just need
a white guy.

Thank you, though I...
I do wanna point out

that I'm in the minority here,

so I think that counts
as a microaggression.

Uh, could you give us a second?

- Yeah.
- Yep.

- Door?
- Uh, yeah.

Thank you.

I don't trust him.

A'ight, you don't know him
like I know him.

He's not doing this sh*t
out the goodness of his heart.

Okay, look, kid.

I'm gonna let you in
on a secret.

Neither am I.

I mean, you pay, we play.

Okay. So I pay you.

You find my sister so I can
bring her home, simple as that.

Okay, I'm sorry,
but that I can't do.

Yasmine stays in the system

at least until
your grandmother's hearing.

Unfortunately,
I won't be much help

in the family court system.

Outside my reach.

For that, you're going to need
two things:

Money and someone
with a lot of influence.

Caridad Milgram.
Hey there. I'm Rashad...

Rashad Tate. I know.

That's your office,
but the police are still

using it for interviews.

Not exactly the welcome
I was expecting.

If you don't mind me saying so,

your pictures
don't do you justice.

You are absolutely stunning.

I do mind, and I'm not
your welcoming committee.

You're not even
a literature professor.

Well, it's my understanding

that we'll be co-teaching
an ethics course.

And you think
you're more qualified for that?

You know, I know what this is.

They think
they can just swap out

one high-profile Black man
for another,

and no one will notice.

Now, Caridad...

It's Professor Milgram.

Duly noted.

You know, maybe it's best
you just observe

today's debate on altruism.

Hannah Roth,
Detective Kevin Whitman.

NYPD. Can I talk to you?

About what?

How do you know
Caridad Milgram?

Why?

Well, I've gone
through her phone records,

and it looks like she calls you
multiple times a week.

I'm gonna ask you again.
What is your relationship?

Ma'am.

Ma'am, if you and Ms. Milgram
are involved

in some sort
of criminal activity...

Criminal activity?
No, no, no, no.

It's nothing like that.

I'm her sponsor, okay?

And anything Carrie
shares with me

is personal and confidential.

Legal privilege
and confidentiality protections

do not extend
to 12-step meetings

and sponsor interactions,
Ms. Roth.

Look, I can take you down
to a grand jury

and have you speak to them,

or you can answer
my questions right here.

Shall I go on?

Fine.

Tell me about her relationship
with Jabari Reynolds.

I just wanna thank y'all
for coming out today.

Like Coach said,
um, I'm grateful for the time

I got to play here
at Stansfield.

Love you, Zeke!

And I'm blessed to announce

that I will be entering
the NBA draft this year.

Have you hired
an agent yet, Zeke?

I'm still looking
at my options.

Does this choice
have anything to do

with the off-court issues
that caused you to miss

the beginning of the season?

Not at all.

I put those issues behind me,

and I'm 100% focused
on playing ball.

Yes, he is!

Thank y'all.

Plenty of time for that later.
Thank you.

Damn, you think I'm ready
for all this, Auntie?

You gotta be,
because it's happening.

Don't forget
you're a target now, Zeke.

Everybody and they mother
gonna want something from you

especially women.

Now remember, I'm the only one

with your best interest
at heart.

Now, are you sure
all those off-the-court issues

are behind you?

I don't wanna pledge Kappa!

f*ck.
Fine, Trace, I'll be there.

Go get your gold f*cking star
from Dad.

Yeah, you're a f*cking assh*le.

I gotta go.

The f*ck, bro.
Where the f*ck were you, Tariq?

I was taking care
of family sh*t.

You move the product?

Yeah, I moved it,
to my parents' garage uptown

in my trunk.

What the f*ck
did you just tell me, B?

What do you mean
it's in your trunk...

Chill out, bro,
that place is, like,

more secure
than the f*cking White House.

And what'd you expect me
to do?

I made a f*cking
executive decision.

Listen, bro.

All right, my grandma,
she caught a DWI.

All right, I had to take care of
some sh*t for my little sister,

so, you know, I've been having

a lot of important sh*t
to deal with, bro.

I'm sorry, 'Riq.

Look, I got a lot of sh*t
going on,

so I'ma need you
to handle the product alone.

You trust me to do that?

Yeah, of course.

Be safe, a'ight?

Yeah, you too.

Window grills will run
about... 8,

but you may not
have to do 'em all.

You sure that's it?

'Cause we ain't trying
to cut no corners.

Do 'em all,
plus extra, as best you got.

Ma, we don't need to...

How soon can you get it done?

We're finishing up
a big job in Astoria.

I'm not sure
if I can pull any men.

Why don't you go look
at the windows in the back?

I think they need
some new glass too.

Ma, the windows
in the back are fine.

It's an investment.

The longer this bar is closed,
we can't wash our money.

If we make it worth his while
to turn it around,

we come out ahead.

Now, how you looking
with them numbers?

Good.

I taught myself the program,

but I'd be even better
if I took accounting in school.

Since when you interested
in math?

Oh, let me guess.

They got just the right class
up there at Stansfield.

Girl, you ain't slick

trying to get up there
close to Tariq.

No, I just been thinking.

If I can get an MBA,
that'll help the whole family.

60% of NBA players go broke

within five years
of joining the league.

People always robbing 'em.

But this way, I could do
Zeke's books when he goes pro.

Protect the money.

I get it,

but you way outta your lane,
little girl.

Ain't no way for a girl
like you to mix school

and the streets,
at least not right now.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Can you stand the rain? ♪

♪ Can you stand
the rain? ♪

♪ Can you stand the rain? ♪

♪ Will you be there, girl? ♪

Wait.
Ma, you like love songs now?

What, that's 'cause
your anniversary?

Yeah. Yep, 22 years.

Your father held me down
when nobody else did.

He had my back.

And I see you itching
to get out there,

but when it's your time,
having a lover makes you weak,

but having a partner
makes you strong.

Remember that.

Tariq ain't never gonna
be that, D.

He's his own man.

All right, class,
let's get started.

Some of you may recognize
City Councilman Rashad Tate

from his recent
gubernatorial campaign.

Now he's my new co-teacher
for this course.

Uh, a politician's
gonna teach us about ethics?

Okay, welcome
to the new world, y'all.

The truth
of the matter is

that my, uh, experience
in government

has given me
a unique perspective

on navigating
tough ethical dilemmas

out there in the real world,

and I look forward to sharing
that with all of you.

You can also follow me
on Twitter...

Okay, last time, we discussed

how Thomas Hobbes
denies the existence

of pure selflessness
in Leviathan.

So now we throw it to you.

Is there
any truly selfless act?

Come on.

Everyone knows that
even the good feeling

that comes from a selfless deed
is self-serving motivation.

Okay, but an act shouldn't
be written off as selfish

just because there's a small
element of self-benefit.

And plus, every good deed
doesn't feel good.

Think about a mother
risking her life for her child.

Kin selection.

Darwin said any organism's goal
is survival of its species.

Selflessness is just
a casualty of evolution.

That's cynical.

Then how do you explain

Jesus' ultimate selfless act

of dying for our sins?

All right, but Jesus is
famous as f*ck.

Nah, every good deed
has a selfish motive,

even if it's just the promise
of getting into heaven.

Interesting.
So what I'm understanding...

If I may, Professor Milgram,
your question is flawed.

So-called selflessness is
an arbitrary moral standard,

when the reality is that
it is possible

for all parties to gain
from any given interaction.

That's what I'm talking 'bout.

If you scratch my back,
I scratch yours.

Anything else
is just a waste of time.

I like the way you think,
Ms. Carmichael.

I like the way I think too.

One, two, three, bring it up.

Just like that. Get up.

Yep. It's all right.

You go it.

You really think
this is gonna help?

It got my jumper back
when I messed up my shoulder.

Your announcement
went well this morning.

You good?

For sure, yeah.

I'm excited
about going to the league.

Just, you know,
there's some things

I'ma miss about Stansfield.

Some people.

Yeah, I feel you.

Some people I'ma miss
when we leave the city too.

But we'll all be safer
with you away

from Tariq and CourseCorrect,
so...

That's 'Riq on CourseCorrect?

He's slick as a m*therf*cker.
That sh*t's on lock.

And what you talking about,
when you leave the city?

Auntie Monet ain't gonna
let y'all go anywhere.

That's not what she's saying.

She had us all thinking
this whole NBA sh*t

was just her retirement plan,

but now it's her exit strategy

from the whole thing.

Wherever you get drafted,
she's gonna have us all follow.

Yo, Freaky Zekey!

Been following your career.
Big fan.

I, uh, couldn't get to you
at the press conference,

but I would love to help you

navigate your options.

Give me a call.

Thank you.

Call me.

Tariq. What a surprise.

You really believe
what you said?

You know, about both parties
being able to gain

from an interaction?

'Cause I could definitely
use some help

from someone of your stature
with the family court system.

That's a high mountain
to climb.

Yes. Yes, it is.
So what do you need?

You know,
what could I do for you?

Tariq, there's nothing
you can do for me...

Actually, you wouldn't
happen to know

any Westons
that go here, do you?

Hmm...

In fact, I do.

Well, turns out
that I'm feeling

mighty altruistic today,
young brother.

So if you need my help,
here's what I need from you...

Tariq St. Patrick?

Detective Kevin Whitman, NYPD.
Come with me.

Detective?

Hey, man, you should, uh...

You should go see about that.

Keep your head up,
young brother.

Go ahead and have a seat.

Sorry about all this.

It's, uh, the only office
available.

Tariq, do you know
anything at all

about the m*rder
of Jabari Reynolds?

No, sir. Someone say I did?

No.

I'm just speaking
with all of his students.

See if it yields anything.

Detective Santana said
you were in here with him

the day before his death.

Did you notice any odd behavior

by or around him then?

In all honesty, Detective,
I really just been,

you know, focused
on juggling my schoolwork,

my mother's case, so...

haven't really been
focused on anything else.

You aware
of any personal relationships

that Mr. Reynolds may have had?

Anything suspicious?

No.

How about faculty?

You ever notice any tension
between Mr. Reynolds

and the other professors?

Let's say, oh, Carrie Milgram?

Actually, yes.

Um, there was some rumors

about them, you know,
being together.

There was this dinner
at the Baldwin's house.

I got there a little late,
and I'm not sure

if Lauren told you
anything about this,

but, you know, those two,
they had a pretty,

pretty heated argument.

Thank you.
That's very helpful.

♪ Darling, in my dreams ♪

♪ I don't understand ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Feel it in your hands ♪

♪ There's some kind of magic ♪

♪ It's obvious to me ♪

♪ The way our bodies speak ♪

♪ We could take it deeper ♪

♪ We could take it deeper ♪

♪ I wanna feel your gravity ♪

♪ Wrap your arms around me ♪

♪ I wanna feel your gravity ♪

f*ck.

Hold on.

What the f*ck?

You were supposed to be here
hours ago.

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

Things got a little messed up,
but... oh.

Oh, sorry.

Yo, that's what's up.
You know, you love to see it.

You know, I'm a q*eer ally.

If you two are open to it,
I'd love to ally myself...

Um, Yoli, you wanna give us
a minute real quick?

Gotta get ready
for practice anyway.

Bye.

Eyes front, Proud Boy.

Okay, look, Effie,
I'm sorry, okay?

Tariq was dealing
with some family stuff...

Miss me with the excuses.

Tariq is only worried
about himself,

and you need to realize that
if we're gonna work together.

- Now go.
- Effie, it's not like...

Skids, I need you
to bring me

some supplies by the house.

I'm not on campus right now.

Well, where the f*ck are you?

- It's rush week.
- I gotta go, Trace.

- Skid...
- I knew you'd change your mind.

sh*t's been stepped on.
Get back here, please. Now.

Effie.

Call Tariq.

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

I ain't been seeing
Ramirez name

about this Jabari Reynolds
sh*t yet.

You about tell me why?

I spoke to the cops, yo.

You... n*gga, what?

I spoke to the cops.

It's cool. It's cool, a'ight?

They talking
to a lot of students.

Listen, though,
they found they suspect,

and I know who it is.

Who is it?

It's the n*gga's ex.

One of the professors.

Didn't I tell you this sh*t
wasn't gonna pull back on us?

Yeah, whatever, n*gga.
sh*t ain't over.

So do whatever you gotta do

to make sure she takes
that f*cking weight.

I already got a plan.
We good.

Okay, then what's the plan?

sh*t.

Yo, I gotta go.

You gotta go...
n*gga, what's the f*cking plan?

♪ So I get up ♪

♪ Got rid of my fears, yo ♪

♪ Time to be a grown man ♪

♪ Ain't got time
For tears, yo ♪

Oh, God!

- - f*ck you.
- f*ck you!

♪ Trying to find a way
To bring us change ♪

♪ Try to find a way ♪

♪ Try to find a way ♪

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

Gotta go.

- What?
- Yeah.

Wait, uh...

How was your day?

He asks from the dark side.

Oh, c'mon.

Everyone has the right
to a criminal defense.

It's in the constitution.
I am a patriot.

You sold your soul
to the devil, Saxe.

It's a lease, and he said
he's gonna give it back.

Oh, you'll love this.

Um, I caught
the Jabari Reynold's case

at work,
and you'll never believe

who the investigation's
prime suspect is.

Carrie Milgram.

- No way.
- Mm-hmm.

After she left
the prosecutor's office,

she landed a teaching gig
at Stansfield,

where she helped bring on
none other than...

Reynolds. Wow. Spicy.

But she's not a m*rder*r.

That's not what I'm hearing.

- Who's on it?
- Kevin Whitman.

And there was
another familiar name

on his list
of Reynolds advisees.

Tariq St. Patrick.

So if your client has any info
he'd like to share,

my door is always open.

Oh, m*therf*cker.

f*cking Tariq.

What's up?

What up, D?

What are you doing here?

Um, I need a ride,
to New Haven.

New Haven?

'Riq, that's two hours away,
maybe three with traffic.

Monet will k*ll me
if I'm gone that long.

Yeah, I know, but,
I mean, it's about the business

and the dr*gs
that you packaged for me.

It's just a ride.
C'mon, please?

No, because you got me
f*cked up.

You know what, why don't we
just wait for 'Riq?

- Bitch, we got...
- What the f*ck is going on?

Your girl sold us
some fake-ass coke

and said it was on you.

- Not me, per se.
- The f*ck do you mean not you?

- You dropped that sh*t off.
- I don't care who it's on.

Someone better make it right
before my 15 ends,

- or I'm gonna f*ck you...
- Or you gonna what?

What the f*ck you gonna do?
You not gonna do sh*t.

- Effie...
- Brayden, shut up.

Yeah, shut up, Brayden.

I'm trying to make
a business transaction,

- and this bitch is selling me...
- Yo, who you calling a bitch?

- ...f*cking stupid!
- Hey, chill the f*ck out!

Chill the f*ck out!

I swear to God,

that better be Tariq
m*therf*cking St. Patrick.

Finally, bro.
Where the f*ck you been?

Yo, what happened to him?

Who's she?

Oh, Effie, this is Diana.

She works with us as well.

She drove me up here.
Di, this is Effie.

Sup?

You his girl?

- Why are you asking?
- It's not like that.

Whatever. I don't care.

What I care about is,

this powdered f*cking sugar
could have gotten me k*lled.

Where the f*ck
is the real sh*t?

f*ck are you talking about,
powdered sugar?

What is this?

Hey, I didn't touch sh*t.
We must have got it like that.

Excuse me?
Yo, we don't sell tainted sh*t.

Sounds like it wasn't a problem
'til it got to Effie.

I already b*at
one bitch ass tonight.

- Who you calling a bitch?
- But I will b*at your...

Yo, chill out.

Chill out.
Chill the f*ck out.

Doesn't f*cking matter
whose fault it is.

Either way, we're f*cked
if we don't get some product,

so we gotta figure
some sh*t out.

He's right about that.
What's the plan?

And who's gonna tell Monet?

Who's Monet?

f*ck.

Yo, ma's been
looking for you.

The f*ck you been?

I was hanging out with Tariq.

He got caught
with fake product.

- Ours.
- What?

That m*therf*cker.

I know Rico did this sh*t.

I'm glad I sh*t his ass.

Well, kids, that's the game.

Guess we having cake
for dessert.

For real?

That just happen?

You shouldn't be here.

I know.

♪ I came to apologize ♪

What you said at the hospital,

that I only think about myself,

I felt that.

I wanna make it right.
I wanna help you.

How?

Get in the car.

sh*t!

Why would you bring me here
with a bum hand, man?

Because the family needs
protection now,

and this is how I can help.

Come on.

Yo, y-you know
I can't sh**t lefty.

This ain't drawing, Dru.

It don't take
fine f*cking motor skills.

Now focus.

- Man...
- It's all good. It's all good.

Try again.

- How's D?
- She good.

Mom's bugging out though.

Rico ripped us off
on our last supply.

You know what she did?
Laughed.

sh*t. What you gon' do?

I don't know,
but we need a new connect.

Quick.

I might be able
to help out with that.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You look nice.

Thank you.

Hey, um, congratulations
on the draft.

That's really exciting.

Thank you.
Yeah, yeah. It's wild.

Yeah, I... I think we should
talk about some things.

Yeah, I know you thought
I-I should finish school first.

No, Zeke. I get it.

It's just, you know,
I... I have to look out

for my family, you know?

People are watching
everything I do now.

So there's all this pressure,

and I just...

I don't wanna give you up,
but, like, uh,

I think it's best if we stopped
seeing each other.

I understand.

Good luck, Zeke.

Bye, Carrie.

What was Zeke Cross doing here?

Excuse me, you can't
just barge in here, Kevin.

And why are you
talking to my sponsor?

You moved the couch.

Is that what this is about?

What happened between us?

No, this is about the fact

that I already gave you
an opportunity

to tell me the truth once,
and you didn't.

I'm gonna give you
one more chance.

What was he doing here,
and don't lie.

I'm not talking to you
without my lawyer.

Fine, don't talk.
Shut up and listen.

You see, I know
that up until recently,

you had some sort of
tumultuous sexual relationship

with Jabari Reynolds,

and you lied to me
about the timeline.

Now, why would you
do that, Carrie?

You worried that your ongoing
relationship with the victim

makes you the prime suspect
in his m*rder?

God, I didn't tell you

because I knew you'd draw
the wrong conclusion.

Where were you on the night
of Jabari Reynolds' m*rder?

I didn't k*ll Jabari.

Where were you?

I was here at home.

Alone? Really?

'Cause you and I both know
that's not an alibi.

Zeke was here, okay?

Cross.

You were home between the hours
of 7:00 p.m. and 11:00 p.m.

with your student,
Ezekiel Cross.

Yes.

Wow. I'll talk to him.

If you tell him
to corroborate your story,

I will get you disbarred
and I will lock you both up.

You know, in the meantime,

you really should have
your lawyer call me.

So, Ma,
it's a new connect.

Cane knows him.
He's gonna be our liaison.

I ain't f*ckin' with nobody
that's down with Cane.

And it's real interesting
how you comin' in here

with his name out your mouth
after what he did.

You and I both know
that Cane isn't the only reason

I ended up in the hospital.

Now, I've forgiven him
for his part in it.

So, can you?

I'm sorry, I can't.

♪ Storms will come ♪

♪ This we know for sure ♪

♪ Can you stand the rain? ♪

Am I interrupting?

Not at all.
What can I do for you?

Well, you know, you told me
I could come to you

whenever I needed help

or whenever
I just wanted to talk.

And my little sister,

she was just put into the child
service system this week.

Oh, Tariq.
I'm so sorry.

I mean, of-of course,
I'll-I'll help however I can.

- They won't...
- Professor Milgram.

- You got a minute?
- I'm with a student.

Yeah, but I need
to speak with you.

I'm sorry, Tariq.
Just two minutes.

We need to talk
about this police presence

here on campus.

This couldn't wait?

No.
They're using my office again.

It's not a good look.

The police are
safeguarding our students.

I thought you said
you were here to help

the next generation
of young leaders.

And I'll do that
by getting elected to Congress

and changing policy
that will help them,

but, of course,
that won't happen

if Stansfield's reputation is
in the toilet

along with my own.

I need to get back to work,
Rashad.

You know, the detective
talked to Tariq yesterday.

You know what that was about?

This has nothing to do
with Tariq.

He's been through a lot.
He's a good kid.

Don't interrupt me again.

Duly noted.

Oh. Tariq, you okay?

Yes. I gotta go.

Can you believe it?
Another year.

Yep, another year.

C'mon, baby.
It's our anniversary.

Yeah, I know, and it's the same
old played out routine.

I'm even wearing the same
busted-ass lingerie.

'Cause it's my favorite.

Back on our wedding day,

I didn't think it was gonna
be like this, 'Renzo.

I need more.

It is what it is, Mo.
You know that.

It's hard for me too.

I wish I could be
by your side every day.

But you can't.

I bought you all this sh*t,
and what do I get?

Air.

That's what I get
every f*cking day.

Air.

When Rico's out there
giving me fake sh*t,

you know what I got to help me?

Air.

Where's Cane's signature?

That's what I'm trying
to tell you.

Cane is out. He k*lled Ramirez.

Ramirez?
Is that what this is about?

This is not about
no f*cking Ramirez.

This is about your son
going against the family.

And now he's back
all of a sudden

with some new f*cking connect
out of nowhere.

Cane's got a new connect?

f*ck his connect.

How you gonna say
you want more,

you can't even keep
this family together?

You k*lled Rico.

If Cane's offering product,
you need to take it, today.

Yo, why the f*ck
y'all think you can

just keep rolling up
on my sh*t like this?

- Take a walk.
- You bugging.

It's, like, 20 degrees outside.

Bye, y'all.

So Dru told me
about your offer.

Yeah. You interested?

It depends.

Before we can discuss
any of that,

I need to know
I could trust you, Cane.

For starters,
enough of this lyin' sh*t,

or your father ain't
gonna be able

to protect your ass next time.

Don't you ever forget
who your family is.

You hear me?
And Tariq is off limits.

You both in
two different lanes,

and it needs to stay that way.

Now, are we good?

Yeah, we good.

A'ight. Get your things and come
on home.

What do you want?

Look, if this is about your boy
Tariq, you can have him, okay?

I ain't with that
sometime-y sh*t.

I already told him.

There's nothing going on
between me and Tariq.

This ain't about that at all.
This is about business.

I saw what you're doing.

Going to school
and moving weight.

And I wanna do the same.
Can you teach me how?

Your mom got you on lock.

I don't think she gon' be
cool with that.

Well, she can't have an opinion

on something
she don't know about.

It's not easy.
I mean, are you even smart?

I'm smart enough.

Okay.

Well, if you're so smart,

then what happened
to your product?

Who stepped on it?

My moms thinks
it's our old connect,

but, um, I don't know.

- That don't make sense.
- Right.

Well, if you wanna
figure it out,

you should think about it.

You know all the players,
right?

Cui bono?

I don't speak Italian.

It's not Italian. It's Latin.

It means,

who had the most to gain
from f*cking up your sh*t?

You think I need this sh*t?

The last thing I need
is more product.

This is bigger
than bricks, man.

The people I jacked this from,
they need a new connect

right now, and they big.

A real organization
like you wanted.

- You merk anyone to get it?
- Nah.

I swiped that
from some low-level cat.

He had it parked
in some garage.

Found the n*gga's address
on IG, like you said.

Replaced his bricks
with sugar.

He never even knew.

Good plan. Smart.

Now, I can get you a taste,

if you ready to let me in.

And who exactly would we be
going into business with?

Monet Tejada.

You stole from your own family.

f*ck no.

I created an opportunity
for them

that they didn't even know
they needed.

I helped them.

Knock, knock.

You mind?

Yeah. Yeah.

- You okay, Davis?
- Yeah.

Couldn't be better. What's up?

I think your favorite
collegiate client

might be mixed up
in another m*rder.

Cha-ching.
How do you know?

Um, you may not like this,

but I've been, uh, seeing
Jenny Sullivan.

Oh, my God.
You're f*cking the ops.

- It's not like that.
- It's like what?

I mean, yeah, I'm f*cking her.

I'm f*cking her, but anyway,

she's on
that Stansfield m*rder,

Jabari Reynolds,

and apparently, Tariq was
one of his students.

Now, he's not a suspect yet,

but the lead they're following

sounds like total bullshit
to me.

You know, uh, Caridad Milgram?
Used to be in the DA's office?

Carrie Milgram's
their lead suspect?

Mm-hmm.

Keep me posted.

Anything you can get on Milgram

and whether or not
it's gonna back up on Tariq.

Whoo, I-I thought that you were
gonna have a problem

with my, uh, entanglement.

A problem?

I mean, uh, you get inside,
I get info.

Sounds like we both win.

Hmm?

Hey, I was about to head out,
and... oh, you too.

Um, you wanna...
I don't know, you wanna... no.

Okay, I get it.
I understand the vibes.

Not a problem.

Um, maybe some other time.
Good night.

♪ Show me what you got ♪

♪ Got, got
Show me what you got ♪

♪ Got, got
Show me what you got ♪

All right,
you little b*tches,

I hope you wore your diapers,

'cause sh*t's about
to get real.

Look at how much fun
they're having.

This is so f*cked up.

Hey, Skids, eyes forward.

Present ass!

All right, now, don't ask
what Kappa can do for you.

Ask what you can do for Kappa.

And for now, drop down
and give me some pushups.

Let's go.

C'mon.

Bring those little dicks
to the ground.

Let's go.

- Hey, Tariq.
- Yo.

You never come
to these types of things.

I mean, can you blame me?

sh*t like that is
the reason why.

You wanna get out of here?

Where we gonna go?

I know a spot.

Right behind you.

Dru, you barely eating.

Diana, give him
some more beans.

What's he doing here?

Cane finally decided
to do something for the family.

He got us a new connect.

Sup, y'all?

Go ahead. Get yourself a plate.

Yes, ma'am.

Whoa, y'all hear that?

I'll be back.

Yo, did you call Cane
this morning

before he pitched you
the connect,

or did he reach out to you?

Nah, he rolled up on me.

Damn, this is fire.

Yep, this is
my favorite spot on campus.

How'd you find this?

It's a secret.

Nah, my brother picked the lock
when he was a student here.

Literally nobody knows
about this spot.

See? There's a selfless act.

You know, with everything
you've been through,

no one would blame you
for being cynical.

But you still think
people can be selfless.

I look at sh*t like this.

Sometimes life puts you
in situations

with no possible good outcomes.

So you take the hit yourself
because you know

you can handle it way better
than the other person can.

Oh, well,

I guess I just haven't
loved somebody that much yet.

Yet? What you mean, yet?

♪ It's nice to see you ♪

♪ Sometimes I wish
I didn't need you ♪

♪ Know that you been
Thinking 'bout it ♪

I-I'm sorry. I gotta take this.
I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

Just so you know,
Monet was mad as f*ck

about the bricks yesterday,
but I smoothed it over.

Look, 'Riq, we got more product
coming soon,

and you gonna need
a place to stash it.

Somewhere safe.

A'ight, bet. I owe you.

I wanna apologize. I...

Tariq, you know what?

It's like every time
things get good with us,

you get real distracted.

- No, that's not the case at...
- No, it's cool.

I'm gonna go.

Lauren, c'mon. Lauren.

Oh, get out of here.

Okay, Carrie, look, look.

Look, I-I know what you think
about me, all right?

I... I just wanna
make things up to you.

I hear you're in trouble.

A m*rder?

I see you're not wearing
your ring.

That's not why I'm here.
I just wanna help you, Carrie.

I don't want your help.

But you need it.

Don't... Carrie, please.

Yeah, baby.

Are you gonna buck like that
for the Bulls next year?

Or are you taking this
to the Lakers?

The Knicks could use a savior.

Shh, shh, shh.

Shh.

Knicks are past saving.

But for real,
where you wanna play?

Hey, go away. I'm busy.

- Ezekiel Cross.
- Excuse me. Rude.

You can shut the f*ck up.
Put your pants on.

I'm taking you downtown
for some questions.

- What? Why?
- Don't worry about why.

Just get your sh*t.

Okay, you better not touch him.
I'm recording you.

Great. Come on. Let's go.

All right, let me just
put my shoes on.

C'mon.
Take your shoes and everything.

- Why?
- You better not lay

a hand on him.

You remembered our signal.

Of course I did.

Who the f*ck else is gonna be
sitting in front of my house

blasting New Edition
like it's 1988?

Your dad used to get
so mad about those trash cans.

Still trying to figure out
how he never knew it was you.

So, uh, you still like
their raspberry swirl?

What are you
doing here, Dante?

I needed to see you again,
Monet.

I don't know what you thinkin',
but it's been too long.

Whatever you want with me,
it's too late.

All right.

Just in case
you change your mind.

♪ Sometimes I feel
I gotta get away ♪

♪ From these streets
Like a fiend for ♪

♪ But pullin' me back
It's real, got a goin' ♪

♪ 'Cause no matter the drama,
the gossip ♪

♪ My heart is your hood
My dog I rock with ♪

- ♪ Get away ♪
- ♪ Before you get clapped ♪

♪ Put the tongue
Or two loose ♪

♪ Have everybody
On the corner goin' ♪

♪ Holding they mouth
Shocked as ♪

♪ I had to just air
That boy out ♪

♪ And now there's blood
On my Timbs ♪

♪ Snitches calling
1-800-Crime Stoppers ♪

♪ When they see me
They like ♪

♪ 'Cause they want
That thousand dollars ♪

♪ And not only that
Police will die ♪

♪ To catch a collar ♪

- ♪ Get away ♪
- ♪ And I'm outta here ♪

♪ Ain't no telling
When I be back ♪

♪ Get rid of this, aye
Dog, you know I flew ♪

♪ Hell out of dodge
But it 'bout this paper ♪

♪ Ain't no time to be
Sitting behind bars ♪

♪ I got to get away
But f*ck that ♪

♪ Never let a coward
Take me out my zone ♪

♪ If he tryin' to blow
It go ♪

♪ With no remorse, kid
It's coldhearted ♪

♪ Queens cat grimy
Ret*rded, you know ♪

- ♪ Get away ♪
- ♪ But f*ck that ♪

♪ Never let a coward
Take me out my zone ♪

♪ If he trying to blow
It go ♪

♪ With no remorse, kid
It's the coldhearted ♪

♪ Queens cat grimy
Ret*rded, you know ♪

♪ Get away ♪